"I need to go," Bolen said, grabbing his behind and dancing a little.
"So do I!" you say, shifting uncomfortably.
A squeaky PPFFFRRRRT emanated from your mom's bottom. She showed no expression, just stood there, bare for the world to see and proud of it. "Boys," she said, "I ate fifteen of those buggers last night. I don't even think it's safe for you to be in the same house as me when I unload."
She wasn't exaggerating. Your father took huge dumps that were brief, your mother took drawn-out ones that were sloppy, wet, and rumbling. Both were equally smelly. But you couldn't hold it much longer, and neither could your mother or friend. An idea came to you.
"I know, how about we did the same thing as last time...this happened."
"You mean where I lift up the toilet bench so three people can go at once?" your mother asked.
"Yeah."
"A-are you sure that's the only solution?" Bolen asked.
Bolen was outgoing and loud, and didn't mind pooping in front of other males. He just was nervous about doing it in front of females. Especially your mother, who, though kind to him, always intimidated him with her extrovertedness and rock steady attitude. Hell, she was intimidating you right now: she was standing, naked in front of three males, with fifteen digested swamp snakes threatening to tear her rectum apart at any moment and not making a sound.
Your mother shifted on her feet ever so slightly. She and you were getting desperate, but she looked at Bolen and asked "What's the matter, Bolen? Haven't you relieved yourself with a female before?"
You grinned at her wittiness, then saw something in her eye twitch. "We'll have to do it," she said, "are you in or out."
"Uh," Bolen wasn't given another moment. BBRRUUPTTBRRUPTBRAPT "Okay, I'll do it."
"Splendid." She turned to Gareg, a toot escaping her behind. "Go buy some breakfast," she commanded, glancing at you, "We'll be awhile."
"Try not to damage it too badly," your father said, grasping your mom's right buttcheek. It answered with a SPRRRT. "Enjoy yourselves." And then he departed.
You, your friend and your naked mother adjourned to the bathroom to do the unmentionable. She lifted the seat up, so the hole was revealed and became more like a deep trough. Your mother hoisted herself up, making sure her bum was well over the opening. You stripped off your boxers and sat to her right, while your friend, with some trepidation, removed his loincloth and sat on her left. She eyed his genitals. "Very respectable for your age, Bolen," she said with a motherly smile. He blushed.
For a moment you all just sat there, a bit awkwardly, waiting to see who would break the silence first.
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