Fart story one-shots 2!

A Mother Always Knows [FEMDOM] [SCAT]

The first message was a picture. It had been of a thick green log, bigger than my dick. The monstrosity laid in water half submerged, accompanied by soiled toilet paper and smaller clumps of fecal matter. It coiled, curving around with the bowl. There was a white streak down the side and an abundance of corns here and there throughout. Someone had eaten well, that much was obvious. What was not so obvious, was who had sent the message to me in the first place. The picture was paired with a text message..

I know something you don't know....

Though strange and sort of ominous, I continued to analyze the picture. Something about that bathroom seemed familiar but I just couldn't place it. Where had I seen those specific tiles before? And the fluorescent lighting? There was a pink rug on the ground in front of the toilet as well. I know I had seen that before. Where I saw it, was the question.

Admittedly, it was hard to concentrate. I couldn't take my eyes off of what had been deposited in that toilet for too long. If I didn't know what human shit looked like, I'd say it came from some beast's backside rather than one of us. I could only imagine the type of person it could come from. My first thought was a three hundred plus pound man. I couldn't imagine any normal size person would be able to eat enough to create it and harbor it inside of them, let alone dilate their asshole to the massive proportions necessary to let it out. Not only that but whoever it was, was bold enough to send a picture!

Eventually I stopped staring long enough to message back. Clearly whoever sent this was trying to be funny but sent it to the wrong number. Why would I get something like this out of the blue? Staring at the biggest turd I ever seen for even 5 minutes wasn't quite how I saw my Tuesday afternoon going, but I had been in awe. Finally I messaged back.

Whoever this is, I think you have the wrong number. That's actually kind of impressive if its real tho

About five minutes went by before I got a reply. I figured whoever sent it was mortified. Imagine taking a massive dumper and sending a picture of it to the wrong person! Hell, to anybody for that matter! When my text tone chimed, vibrating my phone against my leg, I expected a remorseful apology. What I got was something different.

No, Jonah. I didn't. And yes, it is real. Thank you

That's when the second picture came in. A picture of the same bathroom, with the same familiar tile and pink rug in front of the toilet. Inside of said toilet was another log. This one brown, floating in a yellow mixture of water and piss. This one must've been longer than the first though not quite as wide. It had broken up into a couple of smaller pieces but you could tell that at one point it was a solid turd that had split as it snaked out of an anus. Another message came in after it.

And I STILL know something you don't Jonah. Don't you wanna know what it is?

At first I was taken aback by the casual use of my name. This was someone that knew me. Someone with a fucked up sense of humor. I racked my brain trying to think who was this much of an asshole. Still, I had a hard time believing it was any of my friends. That pink rug just isn't their style. Finally after some time I came to the conclusion that the best way to find out what was going on was to play along. Whoever sent this was crazy, but that familiar feeling I kept getting from the background drove me forward. Curiosity kills the cat I guess. I reply.

Alright, I'll bite. What do you know that I don't? And what does it have to do with these massive turds you keep sending me?

A moment goes by before I get another text.

I know, maybe even better than you do, that you love my ass

The message is followed up by a picture of a familiar womans ass. Perfect, naked ebony skin covering two beautiful globes. A plump ass, soft and high, rising from a pair of thick thighs. It was obviously a woman. A woman with one of the best asses I had ever seen. I couldn't see her face but there in the back was the same rug and toilet from the other two pictures.