Chapter 10
Happy Poo Poo Time
Bryan sat on the other end of the broken desk and Spencer sat to Bryan's right while Boris sat on his chair which fortunately remained in tact. Spencer avoided eye contact with Boris because he looked damn funny. He had a wound on his forehead because of the damage Bryan caused during the party, Spencer couldn't contain it. He was about to lose it if it weren't for Boris talking already.
"So, I suppose the both of you know why I called you here?" He said trying to catch their attention. Bryan was biting his tongue, while Spencer covered his face with his hand. They both nodded, nearly breaking out into laughter. "It feels so shameful, seeing my best and first team being degraded into… whatever the two of you have become…" He said looking seriously at the boys who were already having a hard time just trying to contain their laughter because of his wound that sat on his forehead, it was a big lump and it was just there, A LUMP! "Go to your room…" Boris said to them. They nodded as a response and rushed out the room. When they left, Spencer laughed so loud it filled the halls with glee and cheer.
As they were approaching the elevator, Spencer's stomach began to turn and churn. He couldn't hold it in anymore, it was painful. His anus seemed to be getting bigger and bigger each time he thought about it. It also felt like his penis was about to fall off due to the excruciating pain. "Bryan…" he said as he bit his lower lip. "Yeah?" His friend asked, looking at him who seemed to be holding his stomach so tightly. "You need to go do you?" Bryan asked calmly, Spencer only replied with a nod. "This should be my cue to go huh?" Spencer asked looking at Bryan who only nodded.
Spencer then rushed to the bathrooms. He was in such a hurry, that he didn't notice he committed the biggest, THE BIGGEST, mistake ever! He entered… THE GIRLS BATHROOM. Yes, he entered the wrong room, the wrong bathroom.
He sat comfortably on the toilet seat. He closed his eyes and felt the feces come out so fast like the Flash. It was relaxing, like a cool summer breeze. He began to feel lighter, that heavy unwanted feeling was slowly disappearing. The feeling of excreting was relaxing.
When he finished, he opened his eyes to see pink walls. Even the floor was pink. Though he knew pink was masculine and all, it was wrong to color a male bathroom pink, until he heard a tiny squeaky voice. His jaw dropped to the floor. He leaned a bit to the front and unlocked the door. When he opened it slightly, he saw Ming-Ming, brushing her hair adoring herself in the mirror. He then closed it again and just tried to be quiet. Sadly, his strategy to be quite didn't work. He then let out a large fart. It was involuntary, he couldn't stop it. For the love of God it was a fart! A loud fart!
Ming-Ming then looked to the cubicle where Spencer was, but she just ignored it and went back to brushing her hair. Spencer then let his head down and waited for the night to pass.