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Chapter 5 by Pan69da Pan69da

Do you really take her offer?

Promise she can have it later(Diarrhea)

"I don't have shit yet," you said with an innocent and apologetic voice.

"That's fine I guess, just tell me if u want me to take ur dump later," She said with a pleasant tone. "I have a long weekend so I'm gonna stay here and clean the house for a while"

You noticed that she wasn't used to me talking to her so respectfully. little did she know what I had in plans for her later . "ok mom, ill keep that in mind".

You quickly get dressed back up and walk into the kitchen. You are only looking for one thing..... Laxatives!!! There they were, in the back of the medical cabinet. I took the cylindrical tube before somebody saw me and put it in my pocket. As I walked back into my room, I thought to myself. I should probably read the label before using it.

"LIQUID LUCK"
Take 1-2 tablets and wait 45- 60 minues.
(Warning only for **
emergency use only.Use of this product can be dangerous in the event that the recipient directly shits into anyones mouth.Use of this product must be overseen from a medical **professional** at all times to avoid serious damage to receiver**.)

My heart started beating faster at the thought of using this. Without a second thought, I took 2 tablets and started waiting.

only 5 minutes went by before I started feeling the effects. my stomach started rumbling like never before. Maybe 1 tablet would have been enough I said to myself before shrugging and thinking"well it is too late now anyway, so I might as well enjoy it".

I waited for 50 more minutes before I walked into the living room. Patricia was vacuuming in a bathroom gown.

"Hey. U wanna take a dump now?" she said with a smile.

"Yes, I really have to go now"

I walked towards her as she got on her knees with her hand on her lap. "I'm ready when u are sweetheart."

"I'm almost ready mom," I said barely containing the waterfall inside my asshole. "I just need you to give me ur hands."

"My hands?" she said confused. "Why do u need my hands?"

"It's a big one, so I need to have something to squeeze onto while I push it out," I said in a convincing voice.

"I guess u can have them this time," She said suspiciously while raising both her arms.

As soon as both arms were in reach, I grabbed them and pulled them at far up as possible.

I could hear what sounded like muffled yelling from my mom, but now it didn't matter. She was locked in this position until the end.

As I let my asshole start to open a massive wave of fart started to spew out from my ass.

I saw my mother with her eyes widened trying to mumble "Stop!!!! I can't breathe!!"

But even if I wanted to stop now, it would have been too late. As the constant fart transitioned to a thick smelly liquid, I could see mom's eyes roll back and the only sound was the one my assholes constant supply of shit directly into hearing stomach.

a good minute went by before my stream of shit started to die down. as I turned my head and looked at my mom I noticed that she had gotten a huge stomach bulge from the shear amount of my shit in heat body.

I let go of her arms. she fell to the floor with what I can only describe as a "splat" sound.

As I've should have guessed. She would have passed out from lack of oxygen.

While I observed a face with shit slowly seeping out of her mouth and nose I decided to call an ambulance.

I made up a story that made it out to be her idea to try the laxatives, and they seemed to buy it.

while I waited for the ambulance to arrive I wondered.

What should i do now?

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