Yesterday I mistook the seafood my roommate made for me with her leftovers from last week. I'm still weak, and the slightest scent of seafood can set my stomach off. By today the runs have hit, unfortunately the constant toilet explosions smell like cod and sewage. I yank down my tight jeans to my knees as quickly as I can, feeling both relief and agony as I coat the inside of the bowl. Any good feelings are immediately gone as I smell the stench coming from the bowl. I gag hard, fighting down the urge of reliving yesterdays upchucking, I wave the stench away as quickly as I can. i keep pushin...

Yesterday I mistook the seafood my roommate made for me with her leftovers from last week. I'm still weak, and the slightest scent of seafood can set my stomach off. By today the runs have hit, unfortunately the constant toilet explosions smell like cod and sewage. I yank down my tight jeans to my knees as quickly as I can, feeling both relief and agony as I coat the inside of the bowl. Any good feelings are immediately gone as I smell the stench coming from the bowl. I gag hard, fighting down the urge of reliving yesterdays upchucking, I wave the stench away as quickly as I can. i keep pushing, terrified of getting up too soon and filling my panties, I hardly have any warning before I have to go again, but the stench is unbearable. I keep gagging and burping, barely stopping myself from going over the edge. Unfortunately one trip isn't enough tonight. It isn't as smelly, but my gag reflexes are already on overdrive. Even the smaller wet splattering farts are enough to make me consider turning around and using the toilet for another reason. I stand up, bending over the bowl as I fight the urge to retch. I fight it back just in time to yank up my jeans and hobble out of the bathroom

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Contains farting, toilet fetish, food poisoning, gagging, stomach ache, jeans fetish, burping