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Sundae · 04-20-2015, 01:37 PM

Can you hear my belly?
I mean really.

I know it's stress related (had two cock-uppery days) but this is beyond belief.

It gurgles.
It burbles.
It groans like a ghoul trapped in a wardrobe.
It makes strange running and dripping sounds internally. That can't be right. surely?
And my lower body feels the size of a bloated pumpkin, grown under a dark moon and unharvested, slowly rotting from the inside.

I can't be the only one listening to this symphony of me. It must be audible across the globe.

It's got to the point where I know the world is going to have to fall out of my arsehole at some point. There is too much commotion for it to end otherwise.
It won't be pleasant, but I now want it over and done with already.

Come out, come out reluctant gush,
My lav is waiting for your pebble-dash.

04-20-2015, 01:37 PM	#5869
Sundae polaroid of perfection Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: West Yorkshire Posts: 24,185	Can you hear my belly? I mean really. I know it's stress related (had two cock-uppery days) but this is beyond belief. It gurgles. It burbles. It groans like a ghoul trapped in a wardrobe. It makes strange running and dripping sounds internally. That can't be right. surely? And my lower body feels the size of a bloated pumpkin, grown under a dark moon and unharvested, slowly rotting from the inside. I can't be the only one listening to this symphony of me. It must be audible across the globe. It's got to the point where I know the world is going to have to fall out of my arsehole at some point. There is too much commotion for it to end otherwise. It won't be pleasant, but I now want it over and done with already. Come out, come out reluctant gush, My lav is waiting for your pebble-dash. __________________ Life's hard you know, so strike a pose on a Cadillac Last edited by Sundae; 04-20-2015 at 01:43 PM.