You tried to scream for help, but Amandas last turd had completely removed your ability to utter a word. Suddenly, Amanda got up and pulled up her bikini bottoms. "I gotta go refill, I'll be back for you later." She said with a menacing tone as she would walk out the door.
You were terrified, as you could barely move anything from your neck down, all you could see was the inside of a toilet bowl, and your mouth was still completely filled with her waste.
But mere seconds later, the door would swing open and a unfamiliar clomping noise would be heard entering.
"Oh jesus, I knew that 5th taco would be trouble." It was Amanda's mother, Heather, groaning as she stomped her way in, quickly followed by a roaring growl from her stomach, which ended with a roaring fart that echoed throughout the room.
"Ooooh, I can't hold it much longer!" She would exclaim as she approached the toilet.
Heather was too occupied to pay any attention to you inside the bowl. And suddenly you saw it, a massive eclipse that darkened the room, it was Heather's monstrous behind that shelved out, clad in a pair of sweatpants that barely clung to her wide hips. She'd squat down as she pulled her sweatpants down to her ankles, hovering her fleshy bubble butt above the bowl as she'd let out another thunderous fart, followed by a thin stream of chunky diarrhea which would splash onto your face.
"Oh God." She exclaimed once again. "At least Amanda left for Taco Bell. Heh, wouldn't want anyone to endure what's comming."
All you could see was Heather's greasy, twitching asshole and her massive cheeks which basicly covered the opening above, just leaving a tiny sliver of light pouring in between her gaping buttcheeks.
Another fart would splurt out from her booty hole, this time a bit more slimey as a thick sludge of anal juices would splat onto your face, coating it completely in the process.
But soon after, a loud, prolonged growling noise would soar through her lower intestines as her twitching butthole would start to bulge. "O-ooh, here it comes~" She said with glee as she prepared herself....
Rude Interruption.
After a few minutes, Amanda would walk in to her mom while doing her business.
Amanda Comes Back.
After Heather had finished her business and left the bathroom, Amanda would return, filled up with gassy food. (With or without friends)
Friends With (Toilet) Benefits.
Amanda was taking longer than expected, and Heather's friends had to use the bathroom real bad.
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