Multitasking Gone Wrong
Honestly, I’ve never pooped in a sock… But the opposite might get pipes blocked. Before I sat down to take …
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The Morning After
I awoke suddenly on the throne… To the sound of my butt’s moan. I’d fallen asleep trying to poop. But …
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Mornings Done Right
Ah yes, the morning poo. It’s one of my favourite things to do. All the build up from the night …
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A Girthly Birth
Someone please help me I’m about to give birth, to a fecal baby of astonishing girth. It’s been over 24 …
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Pandora’s Butt
You will be amiss. If you take a big sniff. You will feel aghast. Inhaling this blast. And your innards …
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Saturday Morning War
It’s time for me to take a ride. Blasting nutty chunks from my hide. Thunderous plops and monsoonal waves. One …
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Morning Sog
Upon waking this morning I knew something was askew. A sudden and strange feeling that made me want to spew. …
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Early Warning
I got a warning. Early this morning. That something was wrong. with a foul smell so strong. With a spring …
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Monday Morning Stink
The Monday morning stink. Will really make you think. What went through these bowels? Maybe several dead cows. Rectum is …
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Papa Poosepi and The Morning Glory
You’re in for a treat coz it’s time for a story. About Papa Poosepi and his morning glory. The day …
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Early Morning Quickie
A bit earlier than my usual number two. Today I wait, as I sit on the loo. It’s very pleasant …
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Solid Chunks
Early morning I started to spray. Solid clumps of brown flew away. Hilarious sounds accompanied this dump. A rectal orchestra …
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A Morning Glory
Early morning and I’m two coffees down. It’s time for me to go lay some brown. I plant my cheeks …
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Morning Gory
It was that time for morning glory. With how my stomach felt I knew it would be gory. My stomach …
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Morning Glory
Morning glory… what a sight. I waited for this moment since last night. Quick and easy that’s how its done. …
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