Battleship1941

@ Battleship41  Wattpad made a littlea raid, other guy i follow had 2 stories deleted

They just took down three of my oneshots, Wattpad are being little bitches smfh

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@Battleship41 ......

*scene the restroom
            
            It was a piece of shining Porcelain that looked as unblemished as the day that it was made. A homogenous white that was sculpted such that its sides flared outward. The hard floor of Germany’s restroom. The Flushers of the toilet, one to flush the waste away and the other that activated the bidet, were to the side and made from the same Porcelain white.
            
            Ah~ at least this disobedient fat is useful in keeping my bottom warm.
            
            Empire was thankful that the extra voluptuous layers shielder her internal temperature from the cold touch of the floor. Right before she was to dispose of Khan and the rest.
            
            The Empress’s toes curled under the toilet bowl underneath her feet, and her fingers clenched on the sides of the reinforced bowl. A reinforcement that was not necessary for her until this moment. Russia’s breathing hitched between grunts as she felt the rancid crown of foul matter suddenly decide to become noncompliant. 
            
            She would then push, attempting to relieve the pressure built up in her guts, and she would receive her wish after feeling her back door stretch outward as the first mass of refuse began to slide out. It was solid and compact, coating bleached pieces of broken bones while landing on the floor with an audible thud. 
            
            She hissed as she felt the brown tumescence bob up and down from the rim of her widening hole. Sodden wrinkles unfurled and released puffs of gas. Silent hisses that coincided with the exasperated hiss that rolled out of Empire's clenched teeth.
            
            Haa…haa…ngh!
            
            Finally, the fickle feces were ushered out and into the shimmering depths of the  toilet. Her asshole throbbed, and her cheeks spread as the fetid load expanded the oily wrinkles far wider than the white-haired woman experienced before.
            
            My word…that chef really did deserve to get mulched by my guts if she thought it was okay for my bowel movements to be this—
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            *Note she "consumed" more than just Khan, Kokand and Bukhara Emirates respectively

“A-ach, Герочка… (A-ah, Герочка…)” -Russia quickly jumped out of bed.
            
            “Sag mir, bitte, dass du hier ein Klosettbecken eingerichtet hast, weil nur
            einen Topf für mich zu wenig wird... (Just tell me please that you have a
            toilet bowl installed here because just a potty will be clearly not be enough for me…)”
            
            Russia’s intestines let out another proclamation of the end of her meal. The pressure in her lower abdomen caused the empress to excuse herself from the Emperor. On her way to find the restroom...
            
            
            The Empress did not wait for the man's answer and noticed at the end of the room a small room without doors and with a huge doorway opening where, oddly enough, there was a toilet. She immediately rushed there, quietly clanking/jingling the undigested shackles/irons from her stomach/gut...
            
            “Ich mag Deutschen! (I love Germans!) Alles logisch! (Everything is
            logical!)” Monarchess shouted as she left to “let out” / "Release" the
            guests of yesterday's banquet.
            
            Just wonderful!
            
            Sarcasm did little to ameliorate the feeling of fetid matter pulsing at her anal orifice. Each step that Russia took was punctuated by a squish of her anal folds.
            
            You were utterly despicable to the end.
            
            The empress said to her mind. On her way to the restroom, she grabbed a book for her intellectual stimulation.
            
            Germany did not utter a word, looking at all of this because he made peace to
            this. Kaiser exhaled and said, closing his eyes:
            
            “Es war sehr schwierig dich hier zu bringen. (I could barely pull you into this
            place.) Und ich habe natürlich keine Wahl, weil es auf jeden Fall nach
            Kasachstan unmöglich ist, dich jetzt rauszubringen... (Of course, I simply have no other choice but to leave you here, because in any case, after Kazakhstan you will no longer be here pull out...)”
            
            The German Emperor muttered as he left the room.

“Ach Schellen... (Ah, the ringing...),” the girl said thoughtfully. Empire carefully grabbed his lower abdomen and gently shook him. From there came the dull but clearly audible sound of iron.
            
             “Schellen...(Ringing...) Na ja, das ist nur die Schelle! (Well, yes, these are just shackles!),” the monarch said laughing.
            
             It seemed to Germany that the Empress seemed to live in her own world, beyond the control of common sense. The Kaiser could not stop wondering about this woman. And as soon as he tried to do this, she again threw out something that made his jaw almost hang to the floor. 
            
            - Kasachstan muss eine gute Stärkung für unseren Kinderlein werden (Kazakhstan will be a good reinforcement for our children), - Russia said affectionately, looking the Kaiser straight in the eyes, - Und eine sehr schöne Auffüllung für meine wunderbare Statur... (And also a very good addition for my beautiful figure...) 
            
            Empress reached for the corset that was lying on the floor to try to tie it up
            ostentatiously, although it was already torn apart. In the neckline area, the corset burst with a crackling crunch, again exposing her already gained enlarged breasts. 
            
            
            - Aua... (Oh-oh...) Du kannst es auch genießen, mein Liebchen... (You can enjoy all this too, my love...) - the girl whispered languidly, running her palms over her renewed figure, trying seduce the Emperor.
            
             However she suddenly changed her expression and voice once more as her lower belly/abdomen groaned in a long drawn-out manner. As she pressed her hand down on the firm bulge that collected within her bloated casing. It weighed heavily on the gate sealed within her cushioned cheeks. Even moving evoked a burn on the organic drawbridges of the Empress’s bum.
            
            Not that the now-turned feces could recognize it. As it was still reeling from revulsion of being merged with his own kind by the massaging motion of the casing that surrounded him.
            
            
            
            
            
            Together with it she moaned: - Aach, Gerochka... (Aah, Gerochka...)

https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1a4Cgl7RPJT1WuabuqPB2v7HB6LlJGo3w/edit#slide=id.p1 (hate work, unrelated)

https://youtu.be/SE6pYXKFBog (math)

https://www.hoyolab.com/article/1063100