i got this scenario running on my head(dunno why) where I'd be in like a reunion wanting to fart and like, instead of gas coming out, your head would start popping out of my ass while I struggle to hide it untill you burst through my pants and start crawling to my dick like a nigger african baby crawling through sahara to morocco just so he can reach the nearest kfc and masturbate by sticking fried chicken in his qt tight black butt and replace it with little black cocks
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So today I had another of what I like to call ''poop-crisis'' which is when my constipated bowels decide to rain punishment and hatred in my cute tight rectum and buttcheeks.
I woke up with this feeling of dread in my anus, I felt compelled to go to the bathroom but I was far too scared of shitting out a mandongo.
Then I proceed with my day holding my buttcheeks together harder than obese people would if they had to choose between an elevator or stairs to ascend to the chocolate enterprise 2k15.
When I came home I knew I couldn't post-pone it anymore, I phoned my friend to tell him I was about to poop(I always do this, I find it really helpful for some reason)
I faced the sparkly white porcelain toilet which was about to go through major ''indianification'', I noticed there wasn't a lot of toilet paper so I quickly went to get some, I placed the toilet paper next to me and started to test the width and roughness of the turd (or various turds) about to unleash and seed devastation and chaos through my anus, it appeared to be REALLY, REALLY hard, I could barely hold the outer part of it outside my anus so I can only imagine how the middle body of it would feel like(I'd say it was easily twice as big as a mandingo cock, and without a doubt twice the girth).
I was aware that I had to do it wheter I wanted to or not, I rapidly detached from the pain as best as I could and started pulling my hair in order to even the pain in the butt and feel it somewhere else less sensible.
I could feel the half-black, half-xenomorph shit clawing its way out of my virgin anus, at this point I could no longer hold detachment and all the pain came crashing down at me, that's when I realized the true monstrosity of the turd.
I knew more was coming, it was bigger, longer and most importantly harder.
It's like if all the pain, hatred and fear I've suffered throughout my relatively short life was stored in my bowels.
With a scream I let out the last turd, thankfully after the first one I barely felt anything.
I stare in awe at the unholy thing majestically holding its place inside of my toilet.
Then I flushed it all away(which didn't really work tho, I had to manually remove turd)
All in all, today was a good day.
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