The Werewolf's Problem
A cookie named Werewolf has a bowel movement in the woods while his friend Dark Choco, who is also a cookie, is gone to get flapjacks.
It was a nice day in the forest. It had just stopped raining and the forest had a wonderful fresh pine scent. Two cookies named Dark Choco and Werewolf were fast asleep in a nearby cave. Dark Choco and Werewolf were soon awake and up looking around. Dark Choco's stomach growled. He looked at Werewolf and began to speak.
"Hey Werewolf, I'm gonna go and get us something to eat. Maybe try and get us some flapjacks. You seem kinda hungry..."
"I'm very hungry and my stomach is paining me.... I haven't used the bathroom much yesterday either...."
"Really? Wow... You have to use the bathroom Werewolf. You know how your werewolf form gets when you don't use the bathroom..."
"Yeah I know, but you go ahead and get us something to eat. I'm gonna go get a sip of water from the river."
"Okay,"
And with that last word, Dark Choco left to go get some flapjacks to eat. Werewolf, on the other hand, went to go get a sip of water from the river. When Werewolf came back, his stomach was paining him very much.
Werewolf closed his eyes for a short moment and when he opened his eyes again, he saw he was in his werewolf form. Werewolf groaned in annoyance. He didn't want to be in his werewolf form! Well, not now at least.
Werewolf's stomach growled loudly and Werewolf held his stomach. Pretty soon, he was gonna be in more pain. Werewolf decided to keep holding it in. He knew it wasn't a good idea, but he didn't want to let it out, so he held it in some more.
Later, Werewolf felt even worse. Werewolf's stomach growled loudly. Then, Werewolf heard a small "frrt," before hearing another "frrt," but longer. Werewolf knew what was going on. He was having gas. Werewolf groaned in annoyance again and rubbed his stomach slowly.
Pretty soon, Werewolf couldn't take it really much anymore and he got down on all fours, lifted his tail up, and farted. He farted for what seemed like two or four minutes. He thought that farting like that would make his stomach go quiet, but it turns out, farting only made him need to poop more.
Werewolf stayed in the position he was in for a bit. He knew he shouldn't really stay in the position he's in. Because if Dark Choco came back, he would've seen Werewolf standing in that position.
To Dark Choco, whenever Werewolf held that position, it meant that Werewolf was gonna pee. Dark Choco always told Werewolf not to use the bathroom in the cave they slept in. Even if it was only pee. Werewolf knew he had to hold this position though or else he would be feeling kinda strange in the stomach.
Werewolf could feel more fart come out and Werewolf raised his tail high and let loose. Werewolf farted for six minutes before taking a little stop and continuing. Werewolf's stomach growled loudly and Werewolf shook his head. Werewolf got out the position he was in and walked out the cave.
Then, Werewolf's stomach growled even louder. Werewolf walked to a patch of dirt not too far from the cave and dug a hole. When he did, he could feel his stomach in very much pain. Werewolf turned around and squatted.
Werewolf let out a huge and very loud "frrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt," that blew the bushes behind him. Werewolf whimpered and let out another loud fart. This one sounded even louder and it sounded a little like a wet fart. Werewolf whimpered loudly and held his stomach tight.
Werewolf lifted his tail up high and this time, he felt more pain than he could ever imagine. Werewolf felt a log of poop slowly making it's way out his butthole. It got stuck and Werewolf whimpered in pain before growling and pushing hard. The log of poop hardly moved.
Werewolf pushed extremely hard. Hard enough that his butthole opened up wider and it managed to get the log of poop out. When that log of poop came out, Werewolf heard something. It had sounded familiar. It soon turned out to be Dark Choco with the flapjacks.
"Hey Werewolf, I'm b-"
Dark Choco stopped in the middle of his sentence when he saw Werewolf dropping a huge amount of turds. Dark Choco put the flapjacks down on the cave floor and walked to Werewolf.
Werewolf farted extremely loudly again and dropped a slimy, steamy, and fresh slop of poop. Werewolf felt several more slops of poop come out fast. Werewolf farted some more and pushed. He could hear his stomach growl loudly. When it did, Werewolf growled and pushed hard. He felt lots of fart come out.
Dark Choco patted Werewolf on the back and began to speak.
"Werewolf, push as hard as you can and let everything out! Don't hold anything back!"
Werewolf nodded and held his stomach tight. Werewolf pushed hard and felt a giant, hot, steamy, and fresh mound of poop come out from behind him. The mound of poop was bigger than Dark Choco himself.
Dark Choco heard Werewolf let out a huge wet fart and saw Werewolf push some more. Werewolf slowly dropped out a pile of poop. It came out slowly and it was bigger than the other mound. Pretty soon, Werewolf let everything else out of his digestive system.
When he did, the hole Werewolf had dug for himself was over loaded with all of Werewolf's poop. Werewolf looked at Dark Choco and Dark Choco walked into the cave and sat down.
Dark Choco was confused when Werewolf didn't follow him into the cave. Dark Choco then wasn't so confused when he saw Werewolf was holding that one pose where he would stand on all fours and stay very still.
Werewolf then rose his tail up very high and when he did, he began pissing. Dark Choco watched until Werewolf stopped pissing. Then, Werewolf walked over to him and laid down. The two then began eating their flapjacks.