I was walking in the woods when I felt a jumble in my stomach. I needed to take a shit. It felt like I had a 6 month old baby was inside of me, kicking around the lining of my stomach. It was painful. I pulled down my pants along with my underwear and squatted over a ditch. Wow this shit is gonna hurt so bad! I might even rip the ring of muscle around my asshole. I pushed and pushed like I was in labor. Soon squishy wet sounds were coming out. I felt the rippled turd in my asshole come out. I felt corn and fiber in my turd. P.U. my shit smells like a yeast-infected vagina. What the hell did I eat? Oh yeah I ate Kennedy Moen. She tasted like chicken and peas! She was so good, yummy. Her boyfriend Kyle wanted some but I hogged it all to myself. He then later died of starvation. The turd was coming to a end, to started to get smaller and smaller like the end of a snake. I then heard a loud slap. My shit hit the ground. I then threw up because of the smell. I couldn't take it anymore I then hung myself because I could never forgot the smell of my own shit.
