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SCATBOOK.COM/ARISDARK FEMSCAT.COM/STORE969 ?????? Fecal monument of epic proportions ?????? . I was in bed, lying peacefully, my body as heavy as a sandbag after an endless day. I didn't feel like moving an inch; the outside world could wait, and I reveled in that utter laziness, my eyes half-closed and my mind wandering through disjointed dreams. . Suddenly, like thunder in a clear sky, I was overcome with an overwhelming urge to shit. It wasn't just a bodily warning: it was a wild urge, an impending torrent that brooked no delay or negotiation. . I tried to ignore it at first, clenching my muscles with all my willpower, but it was in vain. The urge grew like a tidal wave, and before I could reason or even sit up, I gave in. I shit the bed, right there, with no remorse or escape. And it wasn't just any old thing: out came an impressive turd, a fecal monument of epic proportions, hot and voluminous, impossible to hold even with two hands. . It spread like an inevitable stain, impregnating the sheets with its earthy, overpowering scent, transforming my sanctuary of rest into a damp, sticky mess
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