Timmy played around in the tub for a few more minutes before his mom returned saying that dinner was ready. "We can get you back to your bath time fun after dinner little stinker," she said lifting Timmy out of the bath. While okay with the messes, Timmy's mom rarely moved him without a bottom on for fear that he would poop on the ground, but he had gotten most of that out in the bath... hopefully. As she carried him between rooms, Timmy began to squirm signaling an immediate need to relieve himself. Timmy's mother Lizzy smiled to herself in exasperation knowing what would come next. Lizzy lifted Timmy up more, over her shoulder. With a wet fart, Timmy sharted out a splattering of poop onto Lizzy's sizable boobs. "Awww, hehe, looks like I'm going to have to join you in that bath after dinner now and wash this off." The two laughed as they got to the kitchen. Timmy was placed into his special highchair which had an opening around the butt and a large bucket underneath. What's for dinner?
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