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Post by lyme on Aug 30, 2011 22:12:28 GMT -5
Yuki had NEVER felt such pain in her life. A horrible burning sensation ran through her intestines and a gurgling noise made its way every few seconds. Her lower digestive tract was a reign of fire and PAIN.
"BATHROOM! I NEED ONE! NOW!"
What was supposed to be a fun walk at the park was momentarily ruined by the fire in Yuki's gut. After a quick perusal of the area, a small building with two bathroom doors was caught in the corner of the desperate girl's vision and she charged towards it, dirt flying in large clouds.
Yuki smashed the door open and was immediately greeted with the horrible odor of urine and feces. It was like a train attacking her nostrils and she gagged and covered her nose. Smell didn't matter. Something worse was coming soon.
Bam! Yuki slammed the nearest stall open and crouched over the Japanese-styled toilet. Then...she released the bomb. No description was needed because the narrator was quite sure that everyone experience diarrhea once in their lives.
"Ah..." After about ten minutes of disgusting expulsion, Yuki reached over and pulled some toilet paper. At least, she expected to do so. Unfortunately for her, there was none left except for half a tile of paper. Oh. Dear. Lord.
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Post by dzetsu on Sept 3, 2011 6:54:07 GMT -5
I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE! Iroha rushed into the public bathrooms, her hands held tightly over her churning intestines. Luckily, she hadn't worn her suit today; it would have been hell to get that thing off. She squatted over a random toilet and let it RIP. Farts followed by the wet plopping sound of diarrhea ensued. Iroha took a deep breath and wiped a bit of sweat off her nose. "It was probably that cat food..." Iroha moaned. "Mommy was right; people should eat people food." Reaching for the toilet paper, she found nothing but an empty cardboard roll. In nervous scrabbling, she prayed that there would be something; anything she could use. Her wish was not granted. "A-any help here?"
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Post by ai-shi-te on Sept 3, 2011 20:45:43 GMT -5
On her way home from eating out at a Chinese restuarant, Sanae needed to use the bathroom really, really bad.... She walked about stiffly and slowing, trying not to cry about the pain in her stomach. Not only did she need to poop...she was on her period...and there was only one pad in her bag.... She stared at the the public bathroom building and went to pull on one of the handles, it was locked! Her eyes were threatening to tear already... She went to the other door and pulled on the handle, it was also locked!! And she was a mile away from the subway... She was going to cry...
"A-any help here?"
Eh? What was that? "Eh...eh...!!" Sanae stared at the door hesitantly. It was someone asking for help. "Um....are you alright...?" Sanae needed to go really, really bad...
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Post by dzetsu on Sept 4, 2011 4:32:25 GMT -5
"There is no toilet paper," Iroha whined to the inquiring voice outside of her stall. Was this person an emissary from heaven, or toilet world, here to grant her the much necessary, thin, soft, white, material Iroha had prayed for?
The hope that filled Iroha's chest momentarily dulled the burning sensation of her anus, and she forgot about the pain and hampering mess.
"D-do you have any I can use?"
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Post by ai-shi-te on Sept 4, 2011 12:58:04 GMT -5
"There's not toilet paper, do you have any I can use?"
Sanae stood there stiffly...trying not to move and relax her muscles, afraid she might have an accident. She stared at the door in silence... There wasn't any toilet paper...? "Um...." All she had on her was ONE pad in her bag and her sketches and pens.... "...I'll check the other door...." Sanae stiffly and slowly walked to the other door and knocked. "A-ano...! Do you have any toilet paper you can spare?" Sanae crossed her legs as she stood there...feeling a little awkward.
(Omg....dude....I just totally got what you did, lol....)
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Post by lyme on Sept 4, 2011 18:14:30 GMT -5
Some person outside was asking for spare toilet paper and the stall next to her was begging for some. SHIT. LITERALLY.
"NO!! JUST HAND ME PAPER TOWEL, PLEASE!" Anything would do at this point.
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Post by ai-shi-te on Sept 4, 2011 18:20:07 GMT -5
Sana just stared at the door before stiffly turning in spot, her legs began to shake from the extreme need of going to dump off the load... She slowly made her way to the paper towel dispenser and pulled on the lever, pushing it down and back up and down. She stared at it silently as she bit her bottom lip, her teeth threatening to pierce her lips. "There's no more paper towels...." She said this more to herself actually.... What were the three of them to do?
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Post by lyme on Sept 4, 2011 19:26:29 GMT -5
"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU"
Who the hell was in charge of cleaning and restocking this bathroom, anyways? Yuki, still stuck in a crouched position, began to wobble. Her legs were in immense pain and sweat poured down her face.
"HURRY! PLEASE FIND SOME PAPER!! I'LL PAY YOU!"
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Post by dzetsu on Sept 4, 2011 19:32:25 GMT -5
"W-what are we going to do?"
Iroha glanced around. Her hopes had just crashed to the ground and burned to ash. The kind of ashes that float around when you burn paper. Useful paper. That you can wipe your butt with.
There was nothing she could use. She couldn't pull her pants back onto her soiled derrier! That would be disgusting.
Maybe she could stumble to the sink and wash it off with the tap? That would mean exposing her dirtied nether regions to the public and the unknown voice outside. Iroha rested her head on her hands. The other stall quite obviously didn't have paper either.
She was going to be here for a long time.
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Post by ai-shi-te on Sept 4, 2011 21:46:59 GMT -5
Sana stood there with her gluteus maximus tightened, not letting it relax as she stared at the bathroom stalls with both of the doors locked and in use and in desperate need of tissue. She looked down at her leather brief case bag. She needed to go really bad, but she had no tissue to spare, and she couldn't make it to the subway they way she was. She felt like she had to give up her pad AND her artwork that were DUE the NEXT day...
"Ano..." She walked stiffly back up to the door. "I...I have....a pad and some papers you can use..." She held her face down in defeat.... She had to go really bad, she supposed she'll have to re-sketch and ink when she gets home.
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Post by dzetsu on Sept 5, 2011 23:06:53 GMT -5
"Eh?" Iroha shifted on the cold porcelain toilet seat.
"I-I don't know if I should use that," Iroha mumbled, despite every muscle and bone in her body wanting to demand that she hand over the paper and let her wipe her damn ass already. "A pad and paper sounds like something you might need for... you know, school." Not to mention the stiff material would probably rip her rectum apart.
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Post by lyme on Sept 5, 2011 23:22:42 GMT -5
There was silence in the bathroom for a bit.
"I-I don't know if I should use that," the voice in the other stall stammered. Yuki quietly listened and had to agree.
"A pad and paper sounds like something you might need for... you know, school." The voice continued. The very FAMILIAR voice. Hold the phone..
"Are you..." Yuki nibbled her bottom lip. "Nekomura..Iroha-san...of the Black Rose..?"
If that was so, then Yuki, Queen of the Bleeding Hearts, was in a horribly vulnerable spot. Taking a pad from someone seemed wrong, though. Maybe there was something in her pockets... If that woman was truly Iroha, then some desperate measures were necessary.
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Post by dzetsu on Sept 5, 2011 23:40:25 GMT -5
"How do you know my name?"
Iroha froze on her respective toilet and tried to eye the other occupant suspiciously, although that was impossible due to the stall walls kind of blocking the way.
She'd recognize that annoying bratty voice anywhere. The boss, the leader, of the infamous and formidible gang known as the Bleeding Hearts. The Queen.
"Ha, so you're stuck in the bathroom?" Iroha scoffed. "Aren't you in a bit of a dangerous situation, Queenie?"
If Iroha killed Yuki, the young heir of the Hearts gang, then maybe she'd get promoted from Jack to Ace. Iroha wiped some sweat from her forehead.
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Post by ai-shi-te on Sept 6, 2011 0:09:08 GMT -5
"Eh...ano...." Sanae wasn't sure what she had just gotten into at the moment... She stuffed her hands into her pockets, feeling her eraser in the right and a note pad in the left, trying to stay as tight as possible and not let go. "...It's alright....?" It was just a couple of sketches and concept art and some panels... Her stomach moaned with the need of releasing shit... "J-just take it!!" She had to go really bad! She pulled open her briefcase and pulled the paper out and slid it under the second door she tried to open and slid her pad under the door where the child should have been. She was trying to be nice and give something softer to the kid. "Hurry!!" She didn't care what was going on, she needed to POOP!! Really BAD!!!
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Post by lyme on Sept 6, 2011 10:38:19 GMT -5
Beautiful paper appeared under the door of the bathroom stall. Beautiful, beautiful paper. It was a pad with drawings on it, calling out to her bum. Wipe with me, the pad seemed to have a voice now. Come on, you need it! Yuki groaned and picked it up. It wasn't the super soft, 5-ply, best-quality toilet paper she usually used, but it would do-
The pad was decorated with the most beautiful art. The positions, the proportions, the eyes, detail, EVERYTHING. Yuki's hands shook as she grasped the beautiful pad. Such gold to be coated with feces? No! It just wasn't possible.
"I-i can't... there are drawings.." Yuki pushed the pad back through the hole below the door and almost fell forward in the process. It took the tiny crouched girl all of her strength not to plunge her face into the Japanese-styled toilet under her.
Unfortunately, the Jack of the Black Hearts had paper as well. If she chose to wipe, Yuki could be dead on the spot. This thought sent shivers down her spine. What would the Bleeding Hearts do without their Queen? Yuki searched her small pockets for some sort of substitute toilet paper. She came back with a 1000 yen bill. Uh...
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