Ladies Keeping it Funky - Madame Du Bs Constipated Plops!!

Madame Du B was a woman of many talents, but even she couldn't escape the occasional bout of constipation. As she wiggled her ample bottom in her chair, trying to find some relief, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of excitement building within her. When it finally became too much to bear, she stood up and slowly began to strip out of her business casual attire, revealing her voluptuous figure and soft, pale skin.

With every inch of clothing removed, Madame Du B felt a fresh wave of pressure building in her bowels. She began to sway her hips back and forth, rotating her ample bottom as she tried to coax something - anything - out of her tight, aching asshole. The muscles in her legs started to tremble with anticipation, and she let out a small moan of pleasure as she finally felt the first soft plop emerge from her tight rectum.

It wasn't long before the constipated mama was dropping fat logs like they were going out of style. Each one landed with a satisfying splat on the ground, sending up little clouds of dust and leaving a trail of messy piles behind her. She leaned forward, spreading her generous ass cheeks wide apart to give her poor, congested rectum some much-needed breathing room. "Oh yes," she moaned softly, feeling the burn of exertion mixed with the strange, alluring sensation of letting loose her most intimate load.

As the pressure built up inside her again, Madame Du B began to sink down on her knees, her rounded stomach pressing against the floor as she reached to rub her own ass cheeks. With each passing moment, the squelching sounds of her body releasing itself became more and more pronounced, and she could feel the warmth of her own feces spreading across her skin. Before long, she was a panting, sweaty mess, covered head to toe in the evidence of her most depraved indulgence.

Finally, with one last tremendous effort, Madame Du B let out a long, low moan as her massive turd - the size and shape of an Easter egg - slipped from her aching anus and plopped heavily onto the ground. It was a sight to behold: the perfect end to a day spent pushing her body to its limits. She slumped down onto the floor, exhausted but exhilarated, marveling at the feeling of utter release and fulfillment that only scat could provide.