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Noro-ed roommates
Did you hear nortovirus is going around? Sure would be a shame if you went out for a big night and drank lots of alcohol and ate lots of greasy food only to get home with a turbulent tummy and spend the night massaging it while running back and forth from the loo
A Virus
Greg is a young college student who loves to party and lives with his 3 roommates: Jake a cheerful jock, Drake who is relaxed even in the most stressful situations and Otto a nerdy blonde with a good heart.
Like a typical American university, young university students are anything but "Adults", they loved parties, they used them to free themselves from the stress of the constant homework and exams that make them suffer so much, they are just looking for an excuse to have fun, and what better excuse than the end of a semester?
The holidays are here, the survivors of the final exam are already celebrating, the popular soccer boy announces a big party in the huge home of his elderly parents and Greg feeling a great dopamine thanks to almost failing the semester decided that this is a great opportunity to release it.
A day before the big party, Greg was shaving his face, he didn't want to go looking like a tramp, he might even have a chance to get a partner, but his fantasy was destroyed when someone knocked on the door, it was Drake:
*Knock* *Knock*
Drake: "Greg, are you going to be done soon?"
Greg: "I'm just starting to shave, and it's going to take a while."
Drake: "I just need to use it, it's urgent"
Greg: "Well, there's nothing I haven't seen from you anyway."
Greg opens the bathroom door making way for a sweaty Drake who smiles at him in gratitude, Greg turned back to the sink mirror and went on with his business until a rumble scared him:
*PFTFTFTFTFTTFFFTFT*
Greg turned his gaze and saw Drake naked sitting on the toilet.
Greg: "What the?!"
Drake: "I really wanted to shit, I think I ate something rotten or something"
Greg: "I mean why do you shit in front of me?"
Drake: "You told me I could use the bathroom..."
Greg: "But I thought you were just going to pee and not and destroy this bathroom."
*PFTFTFTFTFTFTF* *PRRRRRRRRRRR* *QHSSHQHHHSHQSHQSHSH*
Greg: "ughhh it really sucks, what did you eat?"
Drake: "It's not that big of a deal, calm down"
*PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*
Greg: "Forget it, I'll leave you here alone with your pestilence."
Drake: "Before you go, could you pass me the toilet paper that's on the shelf? I wouldn't want to get out of the bathroom with my ass literally shit."
Greg: "As you wish..."
Greg opened the doors to the small wooden shelf above the mirror, inside were his classmates' brushes, combs, deodorants, and most importantly: three full rolls of toilet paper. With disgust and repulsion he extended his hand with the paper towards the already tired Drake who by a mistake his hand reached far from the target and touched Greg's fingers directly, he said nothing and fled from that place locking Drake only with his pestilences.
Greg went to the couch where Jake and Otto were watching TV.
Jake: "Wow what happened to your face dude? Do you try a new beard style or what?"
Greg: "I was waxing when Drake came in out of nowhere and had a bout of diarrhea in front of me"
Otto: "With diarrhea you're right, I think it's the 4th time Drake has had a bowel movement all day, but I'm not so sure if it's diarrhea or not, something doesn't add up..."
Jake: "Do you really count how many times someone goes to the bathroom in this apartment? You're disgusting..."
Otto: "Don't say that! I noticed it because my room is close to the bathroom and I hear them flushing the toilet, it's a noise that's hard to ignore."
Greg: "Anyway, I'm not going to let this ruin my day and tomorrow, I'm ready to go to the best party of the semester to date and the smells won't stop me from enjoying it."
Jake: "I'll go too, I hear there's going to be alcohol and wholesale food, and even a DJ"
Otto: "I... I'd rather stay and keep an eye on Drake."
Jake: "You're saying that because this week you're going to clean the bathroom and you don't want Drake to destroy it."
Greg: "Well it's decided, tomorrow from 7 p.m. until dawn."
The day flew by, in the next time seemed eternal, but when it came to dressing in his best clothes, time simply became an excellent sprinter. It was time for the party and both colleagues left the apartment and walked to the host's home, it was very close and it was only a 15-minute walk where they both shared jokes in bad taste that no one else would find funny except them.
Finally they arrived at the huge house where the university students were already celebrating, and some even drunk, opened the door and were greeted by a young woman who kindly greeted them and invited them to drink the alcohol that was on a large table next to the snacks.
Jake: "College parties are the best! I'm going to see if there's any pretty women around here and make good friends, you know what I mean."
Greg: "You've never conquered a woman, I don't have faith in you"
Jake: "Oh come on! What are you going to do?"
Greg: "I tend to enjoy the holidays better when I'm drunk, and maybe I'll try those treats, they're begging me to let them into my stomach."
Jake: "Ughh however you want, call me when you want to leave"
Greg: "I'll never want to leave!"
The two companions separated and went about their business, Greg started with a whiskey that apparently was branded: "Heavens, how much money do the owners of this place have... wait a minute! Are those super spicy chips?!" Greg rushed to the snacks, they were really delicious and the best thing was that there were large portions and to digest the food he kept drinking beer and wine this time.
2 hours passed and Greg was talking to his friends when he received a message on his phone, it was from Otto: "Greg! I have something important to tell you about Drake!" he was going to answer until a loud voice caught his attention, between shouts he saw a large crowd screaming and in the distance he saw the host and Jake holding a large bottle of beer. The girl who welcomed them advertised the contest of "To the Bottom" which needs no description.
At this point Jake was drunk, even more so than Greg and with a "A Drink" they started the competition where Jake was no match for the party soul that was the footballer who used to participate in this type of contest just to get attention and keep his position as a popular boy.
Jake fell to the ground and the crowd began to approach the winner in a careless and abrupt manner, so many pushes and elbows that Greg received caused a sharp pain in his stomach:
*GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*
Greg put his hand on his stomach and began massaging it, a foolproof technique his brother taught him to control cramping, but it didn't work, it just soothed the pain and didn't stop it.
An hour passed and Jake pulled himself together and walked over to Greg.
Jake: "Hey! *hipp* are you enjoying the party as much as I do?"
Greg: "No, I'm dizzy and my stomach hurts..."
Jake: "HA! You're probably drunk! See if you want that pain to go away, just throw up in one of the bathrooms in this fucking *hipp* mansion."
Greg: "yes... Maybe... Hey, where are the bathrooms?"
Jake: "What do I know, I don't shit in someone else's house... HAHAHAHAH"
Greg: "You were always a bad drunk, whatever"
Greg ended the conversation and started looking for a bathroom to follow his friend's advice, he was quite embarrassed to ask anyone from that place, they were going to think he was going to shit and stink in the bathroom, although the idea of vomiting was no better.
*GRRRRRRRRRRRRR*
"Maybe there's a bathroom up the stairs... oh this is going to hurt"
He slowly climbed the stairs to the second floor of the home, unlike on the ground floor there were not as many people, but they did show more overt affection towards their partners. After searching for 10 minutes he finally found a bathroom and before opening the door a tall man came out and said, "I really overdid food... It's all yours bro." Greg, being part of 4 college roommates, already knew what that phrase meant, but he didn't care in the slightest and went into the bathroom locking the door.
The smell of the bathroom was fresh and fresh out of the oven, you could feel the constipation of that guy, with disgust Greg knelt in front of the toilet waiting for the signal from his body to throw away everything that was wrong in his system, but... Something was wrong.
No matter what Greg tried, nothing worked, his body just wasn't going to vomit, he was about to give up when a sharp prick penetrated his stomach, it was painful enough to just ignore it and give up. Greg slowly began to insert a finger into his throat to force his body to vomit, but another pain stopped him from doing so and began to massage his stomach.
*BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*
"oh what's wrong with me..."
*GRRGRGRGR* *GRRRRRR*
"I think I'm going to..."
*GRRRRR* *PFFFTFFT*
"SHIT!"
Out of nowhere and without warning his sphincter began to fill with foul-smelling magma, his anus sent a desperate warning signal for the body to allow him to expel what he has inside. This wasn't what Greg wanted to do, he wanted the bad stuff to come out of his mouth and not out of his anus in a violent way.
Quickly Greg started to undress from the hips down, his skinny jeans made this task really difficult, he did all this while begging that he didn't have an anal spill in his pants right at a big party.
"Come on, come on, come on"
Greg was able to take off his pants in time and with his big sweaty ass he sat on the warm porcelain of a fancy bathroom:
*SQHHSQHSHSHHSQHQSHSHQHQHHSQHSQ* *PRPRPRPRPRPRPRRRR* *TRTRTRTRTRTRTRTRTRTRTRTR* *HSQHSHSHSHSHQSHHQSSSSS*
Involuntarily, Greg started with a loud fart to give way to a torrent of volcanic diarrhea, he tried to compress and close his anus to make as little noise as possible, but was cut short by another bad move of his stomach.
*PFTFTFTFTFTTFTFTFF* *BRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBR* *SKKRRRRRRRRRRRR* *PSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHHHHHSSS* *PFTFTFTFTFTF* *PRRRRRR* *PFTFFTFFTFTF*
Compressed air came out of its sphincter as if it were a gas tank with a leak coming from a small hole in its structure, desperately releasing the gas to come out without having enough room for the air to exit in a calmer way. Greg tried unsuccessfully to hide his small moans of pain, but with each bout of diarrhea this task became impossible.
*QHSHQSHHSHQSHQSH* *SPLASH* *BRBRBRBRBRBRBBRBRBR* *GRGRGRGR* *PFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTF* *PLOP* *PLOP* *TRRRRTRTRTRTRTRT*
An anal turret invaded his nervous thoughts and embarrassed for doing something that he simply could not control, his anus and his entire digestive system got fed up and formed an anarchy against the authoritarian rule of the brain that with all its might tried to stop the rebellion and traffic in his rectum in order to preserve calm throughout his body and avoid more disasters.
*PFTFFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTF* *PPRRRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPR* *SQHSHHQSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSH* *SHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSH* *PLOP*
After several wet farts Greg was finally able to regain some of his consciousness and digest everything that had happened: he had shit at a college party, and it wasn't just shit, he could swear it's the worst anal disaster he'd ever had in his entire life completely ruined.
Although his stomach was still rumbling, he decided to flee the scene of the crime and the party in general, even while sitting on the toilet he phoned Jake without any answer. Greg knew at that moment that he had to go get it, but without first cleaning his totally roasted butt, it was a difficult task because any pass of toilet paper he made felt like sandpaper was being sanded on his butt.
He started running from the second floor, down the stairs and desperately looked everywhere for his partner who was trying to claim a rematch against the host:
Greg: "Hey Jake, I'm really tired and I feel awful, let's get out of here."
Jake: "What? I was just having fun."
Greg: "You're already too drunk for this party, let's get away before you break something super expensive"
Jake: "ok hahahaha but you'll be the one driving this time"
Greg: "We come on foot and we leave on foot"
They both left the party unnoticed, Greg gnawed inside at the fact that he had to run away from the best party in existence just because his tummy decided to feel bad just that day while Jake was laughing and complaining all the way to the apartment.
*GRGGRGRGRGRGRGR*
Greg: "oh no..."
Jake: "You're weird Greg, why are you massaging your stomach like that? Do you want to vomit again? Hahahahah you're weird"
Greg: "We've got to pick up the pace"
Jake: "Relax, just throw up on that tree, no one will notice, and maybe those nutrients will come in handy for that tree."
Greg: "I'm not going to shit in a public place idiot"
Jake: "What did you say? What are you shitting on? HAHAHAHAHA you're just funny and a shit, shit, shit in that tree then HAHAHAHAHAHA"
Greg: "No- I didn't say I wanted to shit, you're deaf drunk shit!"
Jake: "Let's check if I'm really *hipp* deaf"
Without warning Jake lunged at a distracted Greg, with his two strong athletic arms he squeezed Greg's stomach tightly and:
*PFPTPPTTPPPPTFPPFPFFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTTF*
Jake: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Greg: "What the hell is wrong with you!?"
Jake: "That makes you *hipp* for being a liar HAHAHAHA"
Greg: "It's not funny! *GRGRGRGRG* and you only made it worse... I need to find a bathroom soon."
Jake: "But if you're in the bathroom right now bro"
Greg: "I don't have time for this!"
He began to run desperately straight to his apartment as he heard Jake's incomprehensible screams in the distance, every step he took made it to make a wetter and wetter fart make it out of poor Greg's tight, sweaty bubble ass: "I'm only 5 minutes away from the bathroom, I can hold out."
*PFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTF*
*PFTFPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTTTTT*
*PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*
Before he got to the door he was already taking out the keys to the apartment, he entered and kept running in the direction of the bathroom ignoring Otto's greeting in the process and slammed the door slamming his.
*KNOCK* *KNOCK*
Otto went to open the door of the apartment and found a sweaty Jake about to faint:
Otto: "Did they try to rob them or because they're running?"
Jake: "None of that my adorable little nerd, Greg got and ran away from me to use the bathroom in the apartment."
Otto: "Hmmm that makes sense"
Jake: "I'll scold him so he knows he shouldn't abandon someone on the street at midnight hehehe"
Otto: "And then you say I spy on people when they're in the bathroom..."
Jake made his way to the bathroom door where he settled his ear and head.
*PFPPTFPTPPPTPFTPTPFTPT* *SQHHQSQHSHQSHSHSHSHQHS* *PLOP*
And in an explosive way, Jake opened the bathroom door that unfortunately Greg out of desperation did not lock the door. Jake's scream as he walked in scared Greg so much that it inevitably caused his stomach to loosen even more:
*SQHHSHSHSHSHSHHQHSHQS* *PRPRPPRPRPSPSPSPSPSPSPPSPPS* *TRTRTRTRTRTRRTRTRTRTTRTRTRTR* *PFTFTTFTFTFTFTFT*
Jake: "Wow you've got a waterfall in your anus!"
Greg: "Get out of here..."
*PRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPR* *SHSHSHSHSHHHHHHHH* *TRTRTRTRTRTRTRT* *FFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTFFFTTTTT* *PRFRFFFFFFFPRPRPRPRPSSSSSSS*
Jake: "I won't, I drink a lot and I really have to pee, and I'm so scared I can't do it in the free bathroom that nature gives us."
Greg: "Why me?"
*GLONRRNHHRHR* *PFPLFPFLFPLFFPPFLFP* *PLLPLPLTPLTPLTPTLTLTLTLTLT* *FPTPFTPPTPTPTPTFFTP* *SHSHSSHSSHHHHHHHHHHHHH* *PRRRRRRRRR*
Jake: "Heavens, what did you eat? HAHAHAHA"
*GRGRGRGRGRGRGRGRGRGRGRRRRRR* *PRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPR* *SHSHSHSHSHSHSHSSHHSHHS* *TRTRTRTRTRTRTRTRTRTR* *BRBRBRBRBRBRBRR*
Jake: "I can't be here for a single minute, it's just that seriously ufffff the smell of shit here, it's disgusting, you're disgusting, I'll pee in the shower and I'm out of here"
Greg: "Rot."
Jake: "Look who's talking"
Jake started peeing in the shower, it was a big waterfall... but he couldn't overshadow the brown cascade coming out of Greg's battered anus.
*PRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRL* *PPLPLLLLLLLLRRRRRR* *SHQSHHSQHSHSHQHSS* *PLOP* *PLOP* *KRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR* *SPLASHSHHSHSSH* *PFTTFTFTFFTTFFF*
Jake came out of the bathroom and 10 minutes later Greg did, he arrived tired and saw Otto sitting on the couch and Jake asleep between cushions:
Otto: "You look bad"
Greg: "I know, that walked into the bathroom with me and acted like nothing happened."
Otto: "So... Did you see my message?"
Greg: "Which one?"
Otto: "But- ugh, to sum it up for you, I did an exam on Drake and took samples of... you know what and I concluded that he has Norovirus."
Greg: "And does that mean?"
Otto: "It's a disease that is transmitted by having contact with feces or with infected people, and yesterday you said that Drake went in to shit in the bathroom while you were using it, so it means..."
Greg: "But I don't feel sick! I just ate a lot of fried foods and drank a lot at that party, that's it."
Otto: "Whatever you say..."
After the conversation, Greg decided that he had had enough fun for today so he went to his small room where he stripped completely naked to sleep, he could still feel small gurgles, but he didn't give them any importance "It's just stuck farts that's all", lying up straight he raised one of his legs to let out a big and powerful fart:
*PTRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFTFTFTTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFT*
The acidic air again burned the walls of his anus that screamed for help, his gurgling became louder as a sign of protest and massaging his stomach another fart came out without warning:
*PFTFTTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTF* *GRRRRRRRRR*
He was one smaller than the previous ones, his gurgling stopped for a few moments leaving his mind calm ready to have a good sleep session.
Suddenly he opened his eyes, his body flooded with sweat starting to ache as he was overcome by an unusual cold, he took his phone and saw the time: "Is it 4 AM, why did I wake up so early? I didn't even wake up at this time when I went to college... *GRGRGRGRRRRR* oh shit, I think I know why I woke up..."
With his eyes narrowed struggling to see in the deep darkness of the room he headed straight to the bathroom completely naked, it wasn't something to worry about, it was 4 AM, no one was awake at this time or at least it seemed that way.
*GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*
"Okay, I'll release some gas to make you calm down a bit."
*PFTPPTPTPTFPPPPPTFPPTPTPFP* *RPRPRPRPRPRPRPPPPPPRPRPRR* *TRTRTRTRRT*
"Oh wow, I can feel it writhing in my gut, here it comes"
*FPTPPFPPTPT* *PRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRRR* *PFTPPFPPTPPTPFTPT* *HSQHQSH*
"Oh shit did I just shit? I think it's a couple of drops, but it doesn't make it any better, I have to find the bathroom, but I can't see anything... here it is!"
Greg opened the door and his eyes were completely struck and blinded by the bright light of the place, when he regained his sight he saw Otto kneeling in front of the toilet with gloves and some clinical apparatus.
They were both staring at each other without saying a word, until Greg began to speak.
Greg: "What the are you doing in the bathroom at 4 AM?!"
Otto: "I um... cleaning it! I always clean it up in the early morning."
Greg: "I know you asshole, don't tell me you're collecting my shit to do your weird exams!"
Otto: "If you notice that you're naked, you know?"
Greg freaked out and grabbed a towel hung on the bathroom door, again the awkward silence returned:
Otto: "Well yes, I've seen some of your feces stain the toilet and I collected it, I want to show you that if you have norovirus"
Greg: "And the best way to show that is to collect shit at 4 AM?"
Otto: "Well, if you say it like that, it sounds pretty bad..."
Greg: "But that's literally what's happening! *GRGRRGRRRR* ohhhh... Hey, I need you to get out of the bathroom right now."
Otto: "Okay"
With Otto blocking the way to the toilet Greg finally had a chance to free his bowels, he took off the towel covering him and sat down on the now cold china:
*PFTPTPPTPPPTP* *SQHHSHQHSHSHSHQSQSHSS* *SKRKKRKKKRRRKRKRKRR* *PLOP* *PLOP* *PFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTF* *SHSHSHSHHHHHHHHHHH*
Greg: "Oh finally... [turns his head] what the fuck!? What are you still doing here, Otto?!"
Otto: "I came out of the bathroom"
Greg: "And what are you doing looking at me?!?"
Otto: "You didn't close the door"
Greg: "*PRPRPRPRPRPRPR* Then shut it down!"
Otto: "Come to think of it, you exhibit the same behavior and symptoms as Drake, but you can't be sure."
*QSHQHSHSHSHQHSHQSHQSHQHHSQHSQHSQS* *PFFTTFTFTFTFTTF* *TRTRTRTRTRTRTRTRTRTRTTTT* *BRRUBUBLBBUBRRRPPRPRP* *PSSSHHHHHHHHH* *GRRRRRRRRRRR*
Greg: "Just go!"
Otto: "Okay with this... hey it really sucks, yuck"
Greg: "Why?!?!"
*RRRRRRPGPRPGGR* *PPPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPR* *PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*
Otto: "I'd say you're worse off than Drake, I'll leave you alone"
The nerd closed the door of the small bathroom as he headed to his room to sleep, it was finally the moment in which Greg had achieved the privacy he deserves and without shame freed the gates of hell:
*QHSHSQBSHSBHQHQQSHHQNSHQSHSHSHSH* *FPPTPFTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTPTFPFPFFFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTF* *PSPSPSPSPSPSSSS* *RPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPR* *TRTRTRTRTRTRBBLBLLLSLSLSLSSSSSSSSSS* *PLOP* *PLOP* *FFFFFTTTTTTTTT* *BLRRRRRRRRRRRRR* *PRSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*
"oh finally... ughhhhh *GRGGRGRGR*"
*PRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRPRRR* *TLUC* *TLUC* *TLUC* *PFTFTFTFTFTF* *PTFFFT*
"Oh shit"
*SQHSHQHSHQHSHSHQSHQSHSQ* *PTPTPTPTPTPT* *PFTFTFTFTFTF* *QSHHSHQSSQH* *PLOP* *PLOP* *PFTFTFTTFTFTFTFTF* *TRTRTRTRTRTRTR* *PLOP* *PFTFTFTFTFTFTF*
"ohhhhhhh"
*PFFFTTFTFFTFT* *PLOP*
"I think I'm done...*PFFFTT*"
Greg relaxed his mind and body, both tired from the great marathon of flowing diarrhea, took toilet paper, folded it and began to wipe the sweat from his forehead thinking about the atrocities that had happened in less than a day in a room as sacred as the bathroom.
He started to fold more paper and rubbed it on his ass rubbing it as slowly as possible but she still felt a lot of pain, which is normal after his anal lip expelled there literally washes for 10 minutes without stopping.
He got up from the throne, pulled the chain, and finally came out of the bombed-out bathroom. Before returning to his room he searched for signs of Otto around him without success, apparently stopped doing his strange things and went to sleep, something Greg would also do but not before farting a couple while trying to fall asleep.
*DIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGG*
Greg woke up again sweaty and looked at his alarm alarm annoyed, apparently he had forgotten the fact that he was on vacation.
"It's 7 AM *GRRRRRR* I'm hungry..."
He went down to the kitchen of the apartment, opened the refrigerator and the only thing there was for breakfast was a carton of milk: "Well, cereal without cereal it will be" and in one sip he drank the entire carton of milk, burped and began to feel his stomach.
"Haaaa, and it didn't work! Otto and Jake were wrong which is a relief, and speaking of which... Where are they? Hmm, wait a minute..."
*PFTFTFTTFTFFTTFTFTFTFTTFTTTTTTTT*
"Nope, I was wrong"
Greg ran desperately from the kitchen to the bathroom, even on his way he took the opportunity to undress while running leaving the few clothes he was wearing on the floor, he arrived totally naked at the bathroom, opened the door and...
Drake: "Hey good morning Greg, is walking around the house naked the new fashion?"
Greg: "This must be a joke..."
Drake was in the bathroom shaving his legs with his trademark smile. Greg, hugging his stomach and bending his legs again and again, asked:
Greg: "Can you please get out of the bathroom?"
Drake: "Uh? I see, you have diarrhea, right?"
Greg: "I just need a few minutes alone"
Drake: "I would leave, but when I started shaving I felt something heavy in my stomach, and we both know what it is, I thought I could finish shaving before I sat on the toilet, but now I'm scared to stand up and have the poop come out of my ass automatically"
Greg: "aghhh, there's no time!"
Greg made his way into the cramped bathroom and reached the toilet and never mind that Drake was there, he just fully opened the shattered back doors:
*PFTPTPTPTPTPFTPTPTPTTTTT* *BRBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR* *PSPSSSSSSPSGSSHSHSHSSHHHHHHHHHHHHH* *BRLLLRRRRRRRRRRRR* *PPPPFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTT* *BLURRRRRRRRRRRR* *SHQSHSHSHSHSHSHQSSHQSSS* *PLOP* *PLOP* *PLOP* *PLOP* *PFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFT*
Greg: "WOW I shouldn't have drunk milk, I shouldn't have defied the virus, and I shouldn't have defied fate"
Drake: "That explosion made me want to explode even more"
Greg: "Don't even try."
*PFTFTFTFTFTFTFTTFTFTFTFTFTFTF* *LRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR* *FFFFTTFTFTFFRTTTT* *BLRRRR* *PFFTT* *PLOP* *PFFFTTT* *QHSHSHSHSQHSSSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSH*
Drake: "As you say, I'll get up and try to go to the shower... Another cramp, I don't think I can move, I'll have to sit on the toilet."
Greg: "Aren't you hearing that I'm occupying it?"
Drake: "oh come on, it'll be like last time, you've seen my ass and I've seen yours, it won't be any different, plus I'm telling you I really can't move, the only thing I can do is ploop down into the toilet"
Greg: "Of course not! You'll stain my legs!"
Drake: "That's what we have a shower for"
And regardless of Greg's complaints, Drake dropped his bare butt on top of Greg's legs letting the demons fall inside:
*PFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTF* *TRRRRRRRRRRRF* *BLRRRRRRRRRRR* *SQHQSHQHSHSHSHSQHSQHSQHSQHSQHSQHSQHSQHSQHSQHSQHSQHSQHSQHSQHSQSHQHSHQSHQSHQS*
Greg: "Aggghhhhh yuck!"
Drake: "Calm down, we both need to help each other because we both have this inside of us... damned... virus... AAAHHHGG"
*QSHQSHQSHSHSHQSHSH* *PFTFTFTFTFTFTTFTFTFTF* *BLRRRRRRRR* *GRRRRRRRRR* *PLOP* *PLOP* *PLOP* *PFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTTF* *SQHSQHQSHHQSHQHS*
Greg: "Well, you're right about that..."
*TRRTRTTRTRTRTRTRTRTRTR* *BLLRLRLRLRLRL* *GRRRRRR* *FRRRFRFRFR* *CRRCRCRCRC* *SQHSHQHSSHQHSHSHQS* *TFTFTFTFTPFTFTFTFTFT*
helped some friends break into their place and all i got was diarrhea and a sunburn :(
Toono was introduced to the club in a different way... UNCENSORED!!!
Censored video
3, 4, 5, 6?
3 : usually achiness but nausea if mix with poop
4 : I fw with both
5 : food bc its seems to fill someone up for a long time
6 : ✨Overstuffed rumbles✨
Josh in my Life
Disclaimer: This is a continuation of my first story A Faceful at Vidcon. You don't need to read it to understand this story, but it will be appreciated.
After Vidcon, I decided to move into Josh's house and live with him. This was one of the best decisions I have ever made in my entire life. Me and him are a perfect match. Josh is funny, kind, loyal, and even has a good paying job. But best of all, he has the best ass in the history of the world and the worst smelling farts and shits of any human. Whenever we fuck, I always enjoy putting my face in between Josh's beautiful, round ass cheeks. The sex was so amazing the first time we fucked, I went from eleven inches to sixteen. Josh's ass is just flawless in every possible direction.
Since I'm retired from the agency and Josh is a youtuber at home, we do crazy, sexual things at home. At times we would tape my head into his ass and stay like that for the entire day. Him sharting in my mouth; me as his own personal diaper (except for pee). Another thing is him just sitting on my face whenever he records videos without underwear and pants. But the best thing is when we play games.
I don't mean video games, even though we do play those together, I mean our own games. My favorite is a different version of hide and seek. I hide and he seeks. Whenever Josh finds me, it's another fart in my face the next time we fuck. I will often hide badly on purpose just so he can fart in my face. However one time a game of hide and seek went too far...
I was hiding and so I decided to hide in the master bathroom. It's absolutely disgusting in there: shit on the counters and walls, toilet unflushed, and tub stained with semen and ass-prints. I decided to hide in the tub because that was the only place big enough.
I hid there for a few minutes until I heard footsteps coming towards the bathroom. The doorbell rattled and twisted and the door flew open. "The one day I don't have Drake as a diaper is the day I drink milk," Josh angrily muttered to himself. I could here his stomach growling in aching pain when he stepped in. I don't know why Josh had milk today. He usually does that just to prank me with diarrhea when we are fucking and we agreed we are not doing it tonight. I then heard him sit down on the toilet with his stomach growling and him groaning from the pain. "Aww, fuck!" He yelled. It must be taking a while for the diarrhea to pass through his ass cheeks since they always block the way normally. But then he exploded with diarrhea blasting out of his ass. He then screamed in pain. It splashed the curtain and walls. Even hitting the ceiling and dowsing me with diarrhea. But then the smell hit me. It was the worst one to come out of his ass ever since the first night he suffocated me in an hour long fart. It have me an instant erection and gagged me. I hated it, yet loved it. Large farts could be heard coming out of his ass. They were deep rolls of thunder and I could here the gas in the pipes of the house. I could hear Josh panting and screaming in pain. "No not more!" He would often scream. This went on for a long time until I heard the toilet begin to overflow. And then I got an idea. And so I moved in the tub banging my dick against it.
Josh then instantly opened the shower curtain and saw me covered in diarrhea, with a smile on my face. He then grew a sinister smile and held in the diarrhea. He then stood up and walked over into the tub shakingly and said, "I found you," he then looked over to the over flowing toilet and said, "This toilet has over-flowed, I guess I'll just use my back up one," he said as he turned towards me with a huge grin on his face. He then sat down and covered my face completely. I could see his closed hole with diarrhea leaking out of it. Josh then said, "Get ready," and then the diarrhea came out with 10x the force, filling my mouth and nose, and shooting from the sides of my head. Josh screamed in pain from his asshole seeming to be splitting open from the diarrhea. He then started farting and they were long and sounded bubbly and wet. I could literally see Josh's hole flap open and close whenever he farted.
It had been about twenty minutes of this loved torture until I decided I wanted Josh ass on my dick. "Josh, get on my dick!" I yelled at him. "Did you just command me?" Josh asked me. The one thing Josh can't stand is someone bossing him around, especially during sex, so I knew I was in big trouble. "I think you did. And I think you will need to be punished," he said and sat down onto my face and released an ungodly fart. It was bubbly, raunchy, and sputtered and it lasted for a solid five minutes. It had me coughing, but even more horny and turned on.
Josh then got up and said to my dick, "Aww, I was hoping you would had already came, even though I hadn't touched your dick, " and that sat down. It was cowgirl style and began to bounce on it. I had already immediately came as soon as he went down the first time. He started farting again but since his asshole so loose, they were low and sounded bass-like. He also began to have more diarrhea except think one was chunky and looked delicious. I asked Josh if I could eat his ass afterward and he said, "Of course. Anything for my big, brawly man," he then grunted and more chunky diarrhea came out and I couldn't stop cumming inside him. He then got up and sat back down onto my face. His hole was stretched so much that it was the same size as my mouth and so I covered it completely. And so I ate his chunky diarrhea and I could taste my own cum. There was a lot of gas still left in Josh, so big and loud one minute farts would come out of him. Each one was rancid and filled my cheeks and mouth. "Let me practice my dancing in your face," He maniacally laughed out. I felt his great ass shake and the clapping of his cheeks on the side of my head. I took my face out of his ass and I was mesmerized. All I could see was a ginormous ass clapping, browned out by all his shit. Clumps still clinging on to the insides of his cheeks. "I'm gonna lick that ass clean!" I cheerfully yelled. "I'll like to see you try!" Josh quipped back laughing. He grunted and BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTT!!!!! A huge shart messing his ass that I just tried to clean, but challenge accepted.
This had gone on for a while until we got tired. We then just lied in the tub full of diarrhea and cum.
"Drake. Last fart," Josh said to me and I crawled over to his ass, exhausted. I then opened my mouth over Josh's hole and a very bass-like fart left his anus. It was brief but still packed a punch.
"Drake," Josh said to me. "Yeah, Josh," I responded with. "We should do this again," he whispered to me. "Oh, fuck yeah," I finally said.