My owner woke up finally, I was suffering. Squished to the bed. He got up and he pulled his pants down. AHHH fresh air. I could breathe! I let out some gas. It felt so good until...I couldn't stop gassing up the air. My owner sat me down on the toilet. Oh no another surgery. ( thats my picture of my insides).
2 hours later
my owner changed his clothes and went outside. He then started running. I kept jiggling in his shorts and I thought I was about to pass gas. He ran and ran and ran. I started to feel drips of sweat pouring through my butt spine. I thought it was me crying, but it was him, the owner of me, the asshole, sweating. I couldn't breathe. I became wet and the boxers started sticking too me. I then...became numb.
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Asshole
FantasyYes, there's a pic of a butt, but if you look closely you'll see the poop emoji. Enjoy the story....
