A BBW friend of mine, an avid consumer of scatological films, harbored a strong desire to replicate the acts she had witnessed. Eager to create her own video, she rose early one morning, determined to capture her excretory endeavors on film. Her ample derriere dominated the screen, as she prepared herself and assumed the position. A powerful fart escaped, followed by a projectile shit and a subsequent torrent of diarrhea. Alas, this spectacle missed its intended target – a slave who would have been overjoyed to receive such a warm, fragrant gift, choking it down with relish. Instead, she played with the soft, malodorous substance, smearing it over her voluptuous figure and beckoning to her imagined devotee. Come, she whispered, and savor my juicy excrement, day after day.