(scat warning, and maybe a really weird niche)

It isn’t much of a deal flying solo to another state as a freshly graduated pilot. That was what she thought before she had to take a dump in a cramped cockpit.

An hour of holding later, she eventually lost control. Her eyes rolled back, and her legs lifted up to make room for the dense mudslide rushing out of her flight suit.

With her mind lost in ecstasy, she failed to notice her overfilled suit pushed the yoke into a nosedive…

From the record of recovered black box. She only relieved half of the log when the plane crashed.