Deuce Vult

“Uhuh!” she said. “Oh yeah. Oh God yeah. Oh!” she yelped. “Oh fuck. Ohhhhh God. Oh my God, yes, yes!” she cried out, losing control as the thickest part of the turd passed the final sphincter and the whole thing plunged into the already-brown pool below, splashing some of it back onto her and invalidating the shower she’d had just minutes before.