GWOOORRPPPP…..

A groaning gastric gurgle rumbling along Cairbre’s distended lower bowel, indicating that it would not be long before his next mare-sized movement of manure began braying against his still-sore backdoor. The festering faeces that had once been Fuzz nuzzling against the rapidly filling recess of his rectum, as the moist mud her broken-down biomass had made impatiently nudged against her lounging predator’s pertly pinched ponut. The reclined zebra-griff in no real rush to deal with the mounting urgency that was collecting in his colon, as he knew from past stripper-sized indulgences that the brewing brown birthing yearning for release would be nothing to write home about.

In another setting perhaps he might have granted the processed earth pony’s intestinally tanned remains the privacy of a clogged toilet, but at this point, he just wanted to get what was sure to be a small shit out of his system.  The stallion letting out a gentle grunt with no real haste, as he strained his sphincter and braced himself for the rewarding sensation of his gravid gut gradually deflating as his mulched meal made her crackling exit. Cairbre sure that the equine-turned-excrement would appreciate a bit of exhibitionism for her dirty departure from the spread straits of his now well-worn cigar cutter, as a showy sendoff was quite her smutty style even as a girthy slab of steaming shit.

The well-tanned head of the septic sausage crowning with a turtling tremble, before with a brisk poot the wrist-thick poop python began coiling out of the nibbling gape of the punished pucker. The tensing starfish blinking under the thrum of flowing faeces, as the brown-eye dilated into an easing yawn to allow the bowel-bleached remains of Fuzz to pass. Sure, Cairbre had to clench periodically to pinch off each log of the unfurling stream of thick turds, and though he was not shitting out the aftermath of a few hayburgers and fries, compared to past pony partakings Fuzz made for a rather unimpressive string of Horseapples.

The metabolized mare condensing down into a phlegm-caked clay, that curled out of the straining colon with only an intermittent push to keep the muck moving. This disgusting deluge soon joined by the patter of a golden stream drizzling from the stallion’s cock like a golden lemonade, as he added a second acrid stench to the earthy perfume the mound of shat-out soil was currently emitting. The festering fudge smelling like a backed-up sewer, as Fuzz’s normally appealing scent was replaced with the soily odour of ordure upon her transformation into a sizable shit serpent.  The trundling caterpillar of fetid toilet toffee continuing unabated, only pausing for a few seconds as larger indigestibles thumped through Cairbre’s tailhole.

 Fuzz’s cracked skull emerging with a brisk pop, as the intestinal pressure building up behind it was more than enough to propel it through the tender threshold of Cairbre’s screaming ponut. The disgorged cranium falling to the floor with a clattering splat, before without skipping a beat another batch of butt brownies began to slither through the ajar arsehole. Matted clumps of  Fuzz’s greasy fur and the intermittent broken bone not proving any problem, as all in all the reconstituted mare seemed to have made for a rather smooth and stress-free shit.  Even so, the red-cheeked Cairbre was in need of another drink,  prompting him to rise from the bed before his bruised bumhole had even finished zipping back up like a battered tote bag.

The stallion glancing down at his filthy handiwork, as he took a curious gander at the heap of fertilizer Fuzz had fermented into. The cooling pile nothing out of the normal, though from a glance the zebra-griff could make out some of Fuzz’s mangled carbon-fibre prosthetics peppering the disgorged dung like cybernetic fibre. Cairbre’s gaze lingering for a moment, taking in the mess he had made, before reaching for the bottle of water he had left by the side of the bed, eager to rehydrate after his debaucherous endeavour.  The first sip of cold H2O like a swig of ambrosia, as he heard Bug mumbling something about a giant shub spider as she snoozed in the corner. The mare’s bulbous gut already rounding out, as she slept off her Amazonian supper, seemingly unbothered into rising, even after the sudden smell of another mare being reborn like chocolatey toothpaste just a few meters away. The scene enough to make Cairbre smile in amusement, before he turned back to Ace with a saucy look, eager to enjoy a second round with the well-hung stud……..


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After a big of relaxed digestion, Cairbre craps out what is left of his Fuzz suppository.....

A story done for my patron Gizmo who wanted a story to go along with an image they commissioned from Kassc ( https://derpibooru.org/tags/artist-colon-kassc ) . This one featuring Their OCs Wireless Fuzz and Cairbre and Ace, and serves as the first image they got of the latter. This is part three of a three part set, with the other parts posted as i complete them over the coming months:

Part one: https://aryion.com/g4/view/1006516

Part two: https://aryion.com/g4/view/1013767

Part three: you are here


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