Merida and Ariel on the toilet
[Scene: A public toilet at a bustling royal festival. Two neighboring toilet cubicles are occupied by Merida, a Scottish princess from the animated film "Brave," and Ariel, the mermaid princess from "The Little Mermaid." Both are dressed in their respective regal attire, seemingly oblivious to the sounds of their bodily functions.] Merida (from behind the first door): "Ach, this feasting is never good for the stomach. I should've known better than to eat those mystery meat pastries." Ariel (from behind the second door): "Tell me about it. I've been feeling a bit... queasy since I had that seaweed salad." [Merida lets out a loud fart, followed by Ariel's even louder one. They both continue speaking as if nothing happened.] Merida: "So, Ariel, what do you think of the human festivities? I've always been curious about your world above the waves." Ariel: "Oh, Merida, it's all so fascinating! The colors, the sounds, and the... ahem... [pauses as she farts again]... the food!" Merida: "The food indeed. I suppose we both know the trouble it can cause, don't we?" [laughs] [Merida's laughter is abruptly interrupted by the sound of her dropping a substantial load into the toilet bowl.] Merida: "Well, I guess it's just the two of us here. No need for formalities." Ariel: "Right you are. [pauses, then farts again] It's quite liberating, isn't it?" Merida: "Aye, it is. Now, where was I? Oh, I was saying, I've always wondered, do merfolk ever get... you know... constipated?" Ariel: "[laughing] Merida, that's quite a question! But no, we don't have that problem under the sea. Our diet is mostly fish and sea veggies, so... [another fart sounds from Ariel's cubicle] ...things tend to run smoothly." Merida: "Ah, lucky you. I've had to deal with more than a few... [grunts as she passes gas] ...uncomfortable mornings after feasts like this one." Ariel: "I've heard that landlubber food can be quite... [pauses to push and then a splash is heard] ...filling." [Both Merida and Ariel continue to pass gas and have bowel movements, punctuating their conversation with the occasional splash or rumble, yet they remain unfazed and carry on as if they're chatting in a palace garden.] Merida: "So, Ariel, tell me about your life under the sea. Is it truly as amazing as the songs make it out to be?" Ariel: "It is! The sights are breathtaking, and the freedom is like nothing you've ever felt on land. But sometimes, I do wish I could walk on two legs like you." Merida: "And I wish I could swim like a dolphin. We each have our own adventures to dream of, I suppose. [farts again, slightly louder this time] Did you say something?" Ariel: "Just that I've always envied your ability to ride horses. They're such majestic creatures." Merida: "They are indeed. [another grunt] But they can be a bit... temperamental at times. Much like this royal plumbing, it seems." [The sound of flushing fills the air, and Merida emerges from the first cubicle, waving away the smell with a handkerchief. She's slightly embarrassed but maintains her composure. Ariel follows suit, emerging from the second cubicle, equally unfazed by the sounds of her own flatulence.] Ariel: "Well, it seems we've both had our share of adventure for one morning."
Elsa's Dirty Bath
Elsa: *Sighs with pleasure as she lowers herself into the warm, bubble-filled bathwater* Ah, this is heavenly. The perfect end to a long, stressful day in the kingdom. *The water around her shimmers with a hint of magic as she relaxes her muscles and allows herself to fully sink into the tub* Elsa: *Feels the urge to relieve herself* Excuse me, I think I'll just... let nature take its course. *With a content smile, Elsa begins to pass a large, solid log into the water. The warmth and buoyancy of the water make it a surprisingly enjoyable sensation for her* Elsa: *Giggles* Oh, this is so much better than using the cold, hard porcelain throne. *The sound of splashing and plopping fills the room as Elsa continues to defecate in the bathtub, each movement bringing her more relaxation and joy* Elsa: *Sighs contently* Mmm, that's the last one. *The water is now murky with her waste, but she seems unfazed, even delighted by the sight and smell* Elsa: *Starts to clean herself up with a washcloth, humming a tune* I'm never going back to the bathroom again! This is the way to go. *Her movements in the water cause small waves of dirty water to lap against the sides of the tub* Elsa: *Rings a small bell* Can someone come and clean this up, please? I'd like to enjoy the rest of my bath in peace. *A servant enters the room, slightly taken aback by the sight, but quickly composes themselves to maintain their professional demeanor* Servant: Of course, Your Highness. I'll have fresh water drawn immediately. Elsa: Thank you. Make sure it's warm, will you? *The servant nods and exits the room as Elsa leans back into the tub, closing her eyes and savoring the feeling of the water against her clean skin* Elsa: *Whispers to herself* Best. Decision. Ever. *The sound of water being drained is heard, followed by the servant returning with a pail of steaming hot water* Servant: Here you are, Your Highness. Elsa: Perfect. Now, I can truly unwind. *The servant carefully pours the water into the tub, mixing it with the cold water to maintain the desired temperature* Elsa: *Sighs happily as the water level rises* Oh, yes. This is the life. *The servant leaves the room, and Elsa is left to soak in her dirty bathwater, feeling completely at ease and rejuvenated* Elsa: *Whispers to the empty room* I may just make this a nightly ritual. *She chuckles to herself and continues her relaxation, the stress of the day washed away with every passing moment in her unique, yet strangely satisfying, bath experience*
Jasmine's Toilet-Pants
Scene 1: Morning in the Palace JASMINE: (stretches in bed and yawns) Good morning, Agrabah! (Pause) JASMINE: (feels the urge to go to the bathroom) Oh, no! Not again. I can't hold it! (Sound of Jasmine's bed squeaking as she moves) JASMINE: (whispers to herself) I hope no one hears me. (Sound of fabric rustling) JASMINE: (sighs with relief) There, I've got my panties ready. (Sound of Jasmine peeing into her panties) JASMINE: (moans quietly) That's so much better. (Sound of wetness spreading in the fabric) JASMINE: (giggles) Oh, my! I guess I had more than just pee to release. (Sound of Jasmine pooping into her panties) JASMINE: (covers her mouth) Oh, oh! This is so naughty but strangely enjoyable! (Sound of soft thuds as the feces fall into the panties) JASMINE: (whispers) I can feel it... It's warm and squishy. (Sound of fabric absorbing) JASMINE: (sighs contentedly) Mmm... That's all out now. Time to get up. Scene 2: Private Lunch in the Courtyard JASMINE: (sits under the shade of a tree, eating a grape) Delicious! (Pause) JASMINE: (swallows hard) I think I might need to go again. (Sound of Jasmine scooting her chair back) JASMINE: (whispers to herself) I can't believe I'm doing this in the courtyard. (Sound of fabric rustling) JASMINE: (sighs) Oh, the relief! (Sound of Jasmine peeing in her panties) JASMINE: (moans quietly) Yes, yes, yes! (Sound of pee splashing) JASMINE: (giggles) I'm being so bad today. But it feels so good! (Sound of Jasmine's stomach gurgling) JASMINE: (whispers) And it seems like I've got a little more to offer. (Sound of Jasmine pooping into her panties) JASMINE: (chuckles) Oh, I can feel it filling up! (Sound of fabric stretching) JASMINE: (smiles) That's it. That's all I had. (Sound of Jasmine readjusting her panties and chair) JASMINE: (eats another grape) Back to my meal! Scene 3: Evening Reflection in the Mirror JASMINE: (stands in front of her mirror, looking at her reflection) What a day it's been. (Sound of Jasmine touching her bottom) JASMINE: (whispers) Oh, my panties are so messy! (Sound of Jasmine's hand moving away from her bottom) JASMINE: (laughs quietly) I can't believe I enjoyed that so much. (Sound of Jasmine lifting her skirt and looking at her soiled panties) JASMINE: (gasps) Look at that! It's like a treasure trove of naughtiness! (Sound of Jasmine sniffing the air) JASMINE: (smiles) It doesn't smell so bad, actually. It's kind of... (Sound of Jasmine leaning in closer to smell her panties) JASMINE: (giggles) Okay, maybe it does smell a bit. But in a good way? (Sound of Jasmine setting the panties aside) JASMINE: (sighs) Time to clean up. But maybe just a little more enjoyment before bed.