With some difficulty,Sarah managed to stand up and wobble a few feet away from her throne couch and started to head back and sit down when I told her stop and look at where she was about to sit. The couch cushions were covered in shit, her shit. It seems that brown gas was a sign that she had become a true slob, who would shit anywhere they wanted but mostly on themselves. While she was looking at her mess, I noticed her entire ass was also covered in poo. She touched her rear, covering her hand in shit. Sarah was in a state of pure bliss. She cleaned of her shit covered hand by wiping it on her shoulder. Then, with a slight giggle she sat down on the couch. As she landed, I could hear the squishy sounds of poop and the sounds of sarah's enjoyment.
Suddenly, I heard a new sound. Her stomach began to bubble and churn violently. I prepared for what was next.