Goo

if this was in colour and not just a rough sketch,, *chef's kiss*

i had to take a really nasty poop in the morning but i was gonna be late for school so i just held it in and poop in school instead.

But i forgot.

After school I had to go for a dental appointment and had to wait 2 hours for it and no way was i gonna shit in their nasty ass toilet so i held it in once again.

It was all fine and dandy until we reached home, my asshole could not fight off the turd that had been asking to pass for the whole day.

I was taking off my shoes at that time and had to sit down for extra resistance because that turd had the power of a dozen gorillas and it was not humanely possible to keep it in. Told my mom to open the door while i took off my shoes so i could just yeet myself into the toilet after i took off the damn shoes.

Turns out the damn door was LOCKED, and the keys were with my grandma who is always sleeping like a log on the ROOFTOP.

I was in tears. I was royally fucked. I was gonna fkin shit my pants.

My mom zapped up the staircase while i chanted every christian prayer, every buddhist mantra and listed out the names of every hindu gods and godesses.

After what felt like an eternity, she came with a shiny item in her hand. THE KEY! The moment I heard the click of the door, I made a beeline straight to the toilet and locked the door because no one should hear the nightmares I was going to release into my toilet bowl.

FINALLY!!!!

My brain detected I was in a safezone and had already sent orders to my asshole to start loosening up. I was basically a ticking time bomb. The toilet seat was already up so all I had to do was get my clothes off and let it rip.

I positioned myself right infront of the toilet, pulled my shirt up and was dragging my pants down, all whilst feeling the shit that was peeking through my asshole already.

I couldn't pull my pants down.

I had decided that of all days, TODAY, was the day I was gonna wear my fake gucci belt that had the most stupid buckle system.

My hands were trembling and tugging hard on the damn belt and I did it. I WAS FREE! I pulled my pants down once again and NOPE! I forgot the zip!!1!!1! If it weren't for the fact that I needed these pants for school, I woulda ripped it off like a stripper ages ago. But damn you shitty money grubbing "educational institute".

DAMN YOU!!

I unzipped my pants but alas,, the bomb had already exploded.

I shat in my pants.

I plopped down on the seat with my head in my hands, why did it go so wrong? whilst an endless flow of pure liquid chocolate flowed out of me.

Basically what I mean is this taeman na dude needs a medal of honour for holding in his shit and going into a fight, because that SHIT, is hard.