Amydirty - Extremely fluid diarrhea

Written by Amydirty Amy struggled to keep her balance as her knees wobbled underneath her. She had no idea what was happening to her, but she knew one thing for certain - she was in serious trouble. The pains in her stomach were unbearable, causing her to double over and clutch at her midsection. She made her way over to the bathroom, slipping on some fluids that had escaped from her body along the way. Once inside, Amy closed the door behind her and sank down onto the cold tile floor, her bare bottom already starting to feel sensitive to the touch. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her racing heart as the urge to evacuate her bowels began to overpower her. With one last attempt at holding it in, she let her ass dilate and prepared herself for what was about to come out. With a guttural moan, it finally happened - a torrent of extremely fluid diarrhea burst forth from between her legs. She couldn't believe the amount of liquid that was pouring out of her; it felt as though her insides were melting away. She watched in awe as her pajamas quickly became soaked through and the puddle around her grew larger by the second. Shivers ran up and down Amy's spine as the cool air hit her most private parts. She couldn't help but let out another moan - one part pain, one part pure ecstasy. As she came to terms with what was happening to her body, she reached down and began playing with her fingers in her vagina, finding solace in the warmth and wetness that met her touch. Despite the overwhelming sensations that were coursing through her body, Amy knew that she couldn't stop now. Her internal dam had broken loose, and there was simply no stopping the flow of liquid that now threatened to consume her. She closed her eyes and let go, allowing herself to be taken over by the intensity of her need to empty her bowels. As she sat there on the cold floor, lost in a world of shitting and climaxing, Amy couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and excitement all at once. She knew that what she was doing was dirty and wrong, but the feeling of complete abandonment was strangely addictive. She continued to play with her fingers in her vagina, moaning louder each time a new wave of liquid was released from her body. And so it went on - a cycle of shitting and self-exploration that left Amy both confused and aroused. It was a strange and increasingly intense experience, one that she knew she couldn't control. All she could do was surrender to it, letting the sensations wash over her like a tidal wave of filthiness.