Anonymous A started this discussion 14 years ago#22,814
While I usually enjoy my weekly appointments with my proctologists, I am getting sick of their increasingly intrusive questions and lectures about my colonary habits. Needless to say, this week I made a strategic decision to avoid showering and refrained from my usual cleansing before the procedure. On the way to the bitch's office, I stopped by the supermarket and stuffed a bar of butter up my ass. By the time I made it there, the bar was liquidated and even my toned sphincter couldn't stop a little leakage. Luckily I put on a show like I had been jogging, and I guess everyone was either convinced that the smell was ass sweat or too intimidated and jealous to say anything.
Long story short, as I watched her run down the hall screaming, tripping, vomiting, all while liquified shit gushed down my ass, I realized that I loved her.
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