Today’s agenda included a satisfying bowel movement, followed by an exhilarating shit-filled encounter with Kat. My stomach was grumbling once more after indulging in a hearty meal, and I longed for another satisfying release.
My body has been on a non-stop shitting spree, making five trips to the toilet already. My backside is growing weary from the constant diarrhea, a result of the intense fisting that left my sphincter weakened. Alas, I have developed a persistent case of fecal incontinence, but I can’t help but embrace the sensation of endless shitting.