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sleep was not sleep tonight for bon the piggy. rather it was a joyous and happy occasion for the piglet to spend several hours laying in bed and to create the perfect poop puree. what happened was about 2 hours into her sleep the piggy felt the splendid sensation of a load curl of brown poop sliding out of her anus. it massed in her panties, and a few chunks slid into her elephant decorated pajamas. oh, the piggy half awakened said, and stirred. she squealed with joy. she then adjusted her legs and started to mush and swill the shit- the blending had begun. the piggy fell back to sleep several times during the night while porridging her panty poop more and more into the kind of uniformity she likes it to be down there.
finally mid night she had it the right way and she stuck her hand in her panties, and used her fingers to slid them through the poop puree. still half awake and in a state of delirium the piggy rubbed her face with the poopy fingers and laughed. by the time she woke up in the morning the piggy's face was covered in butt poop. the stench was terrible and the piggy started to feel sickly;
she vomited and plastered explosive vomit over her pjs and into her blankets. what a unforgivable mess. what a revolting pig pen.
what a disgusting piglet. the day had begun in pig pen style for the useless piggy.