Natalia Kapretti - How well I took a shit right now

I waddled into the bathroom, my enormous pregnant belly leading the way. My water had broken earlier, and now I was desperate for a moment of relief. Carefully, I lowered myself onto the toilet seat, closing my eyes as anticipation built within me. I always hated being constipated, but with my growing baby placing even more pressure on my rectum, it had become an almost constant issue.

As I began to push, tiny fecal nuggets squeezed from between my cheeks and into the bowl. It was disgusting, but it was also somehow arousing, knowing that this was the only way out for them. I closed my eyes and tried to relax, focusing on the sensations in my lower body. And then, finally, a soft, gentle push sent the first piece of shit flying into the bowl. I let out a small moan of relief as more followed, a steady stream of messy, smelly feces filling the bowl.

I stayed there for a moment longer, just enjoying the feeling of incredible fullness and the warmth spreading between my legs. It was almost horny in a way. Slowly, I pulled my pants back up, taking care not to touch anything. I stood up, hugging my belly as I inspected the damage. There was an impressive pile in the toilet bowl, and smears of shit on the seat and floor. It was beautiful. I knew that there were some who found pleasure in wetting and messing, but for me, nothing compared to the thrill of taking a big shit.
I reached out to feel the coolness of the tiles under my fingers, bringing them to my nose to inhale the heady scent of my own feces. It was rich and pungent, raising goosebumps on my skin. I grinned to myself. Yes, this was how well I took a shit right now. And it felt amazing.