Kitty Skatt - The Constipation Diaries, part 2 in close up

I barely managed to get out of bed in my cute onesie to make my way towards the toilet. My mind was filled with relief as I finally felt ready to empty out my constipated bowels. With each step, I could feel the pressure building up within me, urging me to relieve myself faster.

Reaching the toilet, I quickly yanked down my pajama bottoms and sat on the cold ceramic throne. As I placed my hands on either side of me for support, I could feel the weight of the hard turds inside me pushing against my guts. It was an intense sensation that turned me on immensely.

Focusing all my energy on the task at hand, I took a deep breath and squatted down low. Tensing every muscle in my body, I pushed out with all my might. There was an audible gurgling sound as the first hard lump slid out of my anus and into the toilet bowl. My sexy little backdoor opened up wider, inviting the rest of the mess to come out.

I let out a moan of pleasure as another hard turd slid out, followed by yet another. The feeling of relief was overwhelming, yet at the same time, it was exhilarating. The sensation of the weight lifting off my chest combined with the intense pressure on my rectum made for a mind-bendingly erotic experience.

To my amazement, even more turds kept coming out of me. With every push and every squirt of my anal glands, more of the hard, round lumps were expelled. I watched in awe as they made their way down the pink channel between my cheeks, landing with a satisfying plop in the toilet bowl below.

As I continued to empty myself, my anus started to prolapse a little. It was an unintentional yet extremely erotic sight. The soft, pink folds of my rectum poked out of my backdoor, inviting further exploration. I couldn't help but smile as I realized how turned on I was by this unexpected development.

Finally, I felt that last bit of resistance give way. There were still some smaller turds remaining inside me, but they weren't causing any discomfort anymore. I knew it was time to end this secret, steamy session.

Taking a look at the mess in front of me, I couldn't help but feel proud. The toilet bowl was filled with a spectacular array of hard, glistening turds. They were evidence of just how constipated I had been, and how incredibly relieved I felt now that they were finally out of me.

With a satisfied sigh, I flushed the toilet, watching as all of my effort and all of my mess were swept away into oblivion. As I walked back to my bed, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of nostalgia for the intense pleasure I had just experienced. But I also couldn't wait for my next bathroom adventure, knowing that there were sure to be even more delicious turds waiting for me next time.