Scarlett looks at the toilet door. A smile comes to her face.
“You know, chilli gives me gas and horrible diarrhoea.”
You look in terror as she grabs you by the shirt and pulls you to the bathroom.
BRRRPT!
Scarlett let’s out a wet fart in her dark blue jeans as she waddles over to the toilet bowel. She stand their for a moment and thinks to her self.
PPPRRRBBTTPPRBBBT!
She let’s out a long wet fart as she stand their.
“Why?”
You ask her. She looks down at you and smiles.
“You’re right. I’ve been bad, I don’t deserve the luxury of a toilet.
She pauses for a moment and pushed an endless storm of diarrhoea. Filling the back of her jeans.
BRRRBBT!
She let’s out one last fart. Scarlett slaps her diarrhoea filled jeans, you watching the pile of liquid shit wobble in her jeans. She stand over you and pulls her jeans down, all the mess she had maid falling on your face. She smiles.
“You a messy boy aren’t you?”
She laughs to her self as she looks on your diarrhea covered face. She pulls her jeans back up and turns to you. She whippes the shit around your face almost making you throw up. She leaves the room with you and throws you back onto the sofa.
“Ready for more?”
She says whilst grinning.
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