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Haha thank you XD I felt so bad for the outhouse XD (let us take a moment to remember the outhouse... :'))


I wanted to do another story, so I drew a picture for it and wrote one. I probably want to do another lactose intolerance story cuz it's easy for me to think of situations and I'm definitely used to it myself XD:




Yumi's Blowout




Yumi chugged the entire 1.5 litre of milk without a thought, and threw the empty carton onto the counter. "Much better" she muttered to herself, and promptly left the kitchen.

Yumi went back to her room for about 2 hours until she heard footsteps, followed by a knock on her door. She quickly approached the door and opened it, where one of her roommates was standing nervously. Unlike Yumi, she had long, dark brown hair which he held back in a ponytail and was a very small statured lady. She seemed to be holding something in her hands, something that lightly jingled when she put her hands from her chest to her side "Hi… um… I was just wondering….Have you bought your milk again yet?"

"Well, no, I didn't finish it until today." Yumi replied "What's up, Rin?"

The young brunette suddenly looked confused "Wait, what? I-I came to give you the money back for drinking your milk…" she brought her hand up and opened her palm; £1.50 was nested in her hands. Yumi breifly looked at the coins before casting her eyes onto Rin "I definitely haven't bought any new milk, and I just finished mine a while ago."

"Hold on" the colour dropped from Rin's face "The empty carton on the counter… Did you drink that?"

"Of course!" Yumi declared "What's wrong with that?"

Rin stuttered for a while before finally getting her words out "I-I guess it's nothing then. I must have drank someone else's milk… Sorry!" and she ran away before Yumi could respond.

"Wonder what's up with her?"

Yumi locked her door once more and stripped to only a purple top and some thin fingerless gloves on her left hand, and went back to bed.



















































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She was woken up to the sound of her own stomach, as she opened her eyes, she found her stomach bulging and emitting loud slimey, gurgling sounds. Her stomach had grew so much her shirt was stretching as far as possible, unable to cover her massive tummy. As she sat up, her anus let loose a flurry of odourless, foghorn farts. "Goodness, what's up with me today?" she asked herself, as more gas lasted out of her. Eventually, she began to voluntarily push to get as much gas out as possible.

As time went by, her fumes began to smell rancid, and she knew she had to relieve more than a little bit of wind. She casually made her way to the toilet, sat her plump ass down, and pushed out cable after cable of shit. She moaned as the thick logs pumped out of her, usually followed by a good fart, before she took another dump. By the time she finished, the toilet bowl was almost full, and certainly impossible to flush down. After wiping, Yumi got up to see her load. She knew it smelt bad, but didn't realise until then how bad it really was, "Oh shit… I can't possibly flush this…" She stood next to her load, desperately thinking of a solution. After a little bit of time, she gasped "Oh! That's what I can do!". She closed the toilet lid and quickly left for the kitchen.

As she moved, her ever growing belly bobbed up and down, releasing more ungodly sounds, each more ominous than the next. She only made to the living room when, without warning, her bowels gave way, and a wave of semi-solid sludge flew out of her ass. Her face twisted into a look of confusion, relief and bliss as she painted the walls and floor with her foul smelling sewage. It started piling up very quickly into a hill of shit, until she made her way into the kitchen, her slimey diarrhoea not slowing down at all.

She promptly rammed the door open and took a look at the carton, still lying on the counter, she was horrified. "Wait. I drank whole cow's milk..?"

Yumi was severely lactose intolerant. Whatever was going on wasn't the result of any dodgey food or stress, but the insane amount of milk she drank in the morning. She sighed. Her anus had dilated to evacuate as much wasted as possible, and worst of all, she was still farting, propelling the shit across the rooms. She would have to wait it out and get everything out, and from the looks of her stomach, she wasn't even half way yet. Truth is, she didn't mind, it was very relieving to her, and she needed the blowout anyway. Acknowledging her defeat, she pushed as hard as she can to help it leave her system. It made more of a mess, but she would deal with the rest of it later. Right now, all she could do was to enjoy relieving her bowels.










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