My girl was cleaning up, I saw her clutching her ass and I went over her, "What's wrong babe?" I ask, smiling.
"N-nothing." she kept clutching her ass, "Uh babe, is there any chance I can use the toilet?" she asked.
"Babe... our toilets are getting repaired." I sigh, feeling bad for her, "You'll have to wait..." I slightly grin to myself, though. I wouldn't mind her having a little accident, but I don't wanna make it obvious. "Babe want a cuddle?"
She's still clutching her ass, "Mhm!" she giggles. I cuddle her, tightly, pushing in her stomach. "Babe stop pushing my stomach!" she whines.
"Why not?" I smirk, she looks at me worried. I can tell she's scared to say.
"Uh... never you mind! How about we do something else instead!" she smiles, clutching her ass again.
"Okay." I grin, "Babe why are you clutching your ass?" I snigger at her.
"I... uh..." she stops clutching it.
"Does it hurt? I can massage it for you!" I say.
"No... please don't!" but it's too late I hug her from behind, rubbing her ass with one of my hands. I feel her asshole widen.
"Babe!" she squeals.
"What's wrong?" I act innocent.
"I- nothing... it's just I kinda need to poop." she whimpers.
"I know." I smirk, rubbing her ass. I start to prod it, and she squeals, "Don't worry... nobody will see." She sighs but doesn't let herself poop. I get angry and pull her ass tight, clutching it with all my might and widening it for her to poop.
She poops and I grin, my hand covered in shit.
