Somebody who's been sick all day, their tummy gurgling and cramping but even after a few trips to the bathroom, they still don't feel any better. So they just lay on the couch, one hand on their aching, bloated belly as they try to massage the pain away. Whatever is making their belly this upset, they can't get it fully out, it's trapped behind the huge bubble of gas.
Not even a half of an hour later from their last trip, they can feel their stomach shift again, a small amount of sickness making its way downward, and the pressure on their lower belly is getting worse, so they have no other choice than to get up and move to the bathroom, again.
For a little while nothing really happens, other than a few wet farts and a small amount of splurs of liquidy shit comes out. Their tummy keeps cramping and they hug it tightly, in a weak attempt to make it feel better. But the pressure seems to be working and suddenly they freeze, as something huge starts to work its way out.
Maybe this is it. They push and moan from the pain, doubling over as their forehead almost touches their knees. Legs pulled up and a few sweatdrops roll down on their face, while they keep panting and grumbling as big, sick smelling farts disturb the calm water in the toilet bowl. Slowly, things are starting to look better, and finally, a long fart pushes out the hard log they were struggling with for about ten minutes now.
They let out a relieved sigh and lean back a little. It's finally out. Their tummy is still gurgling, but it's probably from the challenge they just had to go through, it should be soon over. The rest for a few seconds before leaning forward to get cleaned up. A few smaller farts slip out, but it's okay.
It is not a pretty job to clean themself up, their asshole is irritated and burning, the gas splattered the brownish waste over their cheeks, and they just want to get ready to go back to the couch and sleep for a little while. They wipe carefully when their belly lets out a loud growl, and a sudden cramp freezes them in place.
It's okay, it's okay, they try to tell themself as they let out a few shaking breaths, a hand still on their butt. A few small farts escape from between the cheeks, and their eyes go wide as they feel the wetness on their hands.
The toilet paper tries to absorb the mess, but it has not even a chance. It just keeps coming, and the wet farts turn into full-blown diarrhea. The paper is soaked, as well as their hand, and tears gather in their eyes, but they cannot move. Unfortunately, it's already too late for them to do anything, the only thing they can do is just press the toilet paper on their butthole and feel the mess dripping down on their fingers.
It's hot and the chunky parts stick to their skin and they can feel the burning smell coming out of the bowl, stinking the whole bathroom. Their head falls and their body trembles with soft sobs, as the tears run down their skin.
They are so tired and their tummy hurts so bad...
