Painful Squirting to Remember- Cookie Run
A young pup named Werewolf doesn't feel too good and finds that he seriously has to go take a shit later on after a big Mexican feast that he had. He learns a lesson after he finally relieves himself and checks to see what did he do or how bad was his "little mess" and he keeps it a secret to himself, so no one finds out his little accident.
Werewolf, a young little pup is very young and new to the Cookie Village and he was already having issues. He tried out this new "taco" thing at a spicy Mexican restaurant and he found it to be pretty tasty. He got a few more since he was so little and young and many others worried if he would be able to live on his own.
He ate the rest of the tacos later on when he began to get famished. He still felt fine, so he began to wonder off and go around in the town to see how nice it looked. The town was always bright and beautiful at night, but mostly when the stars were out shining and if he was lucky enough, he could sometimes see the Big Dipper in the night sky with the Little Dipper. It was always wonderful sight.
Tonight, however, he didn't get to see it, but he didn't mind. He wondered around the town some more until he grew tired and went to the forest to go back to his little den. He was only alone since his parents were very busy hunting, but they made him stay home because hunting was always too dangerous for him.
Once Werewolf had fallen asleep, he dreamed a wonderful dream until morning came and the sunlight was shining in his face. He groaned and stood up and rubbed his stomach. His stomach was growling loudly like an upset military dog. He rubbed his stomach a couple of times before wondering off back to the village and luckily, no one was awake yet.
Werewolf was glad everyone was still asleep, but his stomach was killing him and he didn't feel too good. He continued rubbing his stomach until it got to the point where it hurt so much that he would lean against something and stay beside that object for a few seconds. Werewolf looked down at his stomach then up at the sky. What the heck happened to his stomach?
Werewolf held his stomach and walked back to the forest quickly when it hurt even worse. He wished his mom or dad were home, so he could ask them for help, but they were still away hunting. They would hunt for hours. He sighed and shook his head when he got back to his den. He felt like he was gonna throw up, so he sat down and held his stomach for a few minutes.
Pretty soon, his stomach calmed down and he was able to stand up and go back to wondering around the village. As he looked around the village, he stopped when his butt began to hurt. He covered his butt and rubbed it a little before looking around. He saw no one, so he was fine. Werewolf went near one house with a beautiful patch of sunflowers. Werewolf looked around again and still saw no one. He smiled and bent over before farting loud in one of the faces of the sunflowers.
He continued this process until he felt empty. He turned and saw all the sunflowers were dead and wilting. The flowers had turned brown and lost their petals immediately! He sniffed the air around him and found that it smelt worse than skunk spray. He laughed quietly and waved a paw in front his face. It felt good to get it out and he hated sunflowers anyways. He felt more coming, so he squatted in front of one of the sunflowers and released more of the foul stench from his butt. He rubbed his butt slowly and sighed in relief.
He moved away from the sunflowers and rubbed his stomach. He looked at his butt and smiled a bit before walking away from the patch of sunflowers and going over to the next house which had tall grass. At first, he planned to stink up this house too, but nature had other plans.
His stomach growled loudly and it obviously was no where close to fart this time judging by the sound of it. Werewolf covered his butt and shook his head. He knew what was ready to come if he even dared to try and let a little bit of the foul stench out. He rubbed his butt slowly so he could calm it down, but that made things worse. He whimpered and looked around before slowly getting down and squatting. He closed his eyes and his ears went down immediately.
Diarrhea came bursting out from Werewolf's asshole fast and began to spread into the grass. It was very watery at first and it was leaking out all over the flowers in the tall grass. Chunks came bursting out each time Werewolf stopped to take a breath and sometimes, he kept his eyes closed as he relieved himself the best he could.
He pushed and felt more squirt out and leak into the grass. At this point, he felt like he was gonna throw up, but he managed to keep it down, so it didn't happen. He continued to push and his ears went up immediately when he heard a simple "plop" noise. He looked over the best he could and saw the reason why he heard the noise. He turned back around when he felt more coming.
He looked around and saw no one was there to see him doing his business, so he was still in the clear. He released a few smelly farts snd felt more shit shoot out his little asshole. He heard a few more "plops" before he took another breath and let out more foul farts.
Werewolf began to start coughing and choking before he ended up throwing up right on the sidewalk. He choked up a few remains and then continued to shit. The shit began to come out faster and it slowly got bigger.
As it got worse, he was slowly feeling better. He pushed as hard as he could until he felt a ton of shit come bursting out faster than a rocket. Most of it piled up and began to melt away in the liquid diarrhea had came bursting out earlier.
Werewolf farted and sighed in relief after he felt a lot better. He felt a few pieces shart out his asshole and fall into the liquid diarrhea. Werewolf moved away from the mess he made and saw how bad it looked. Werewolf whimpered and shook his head before panting and walking all the way back home to his den in the forest.
Later, when the Cookie who lived in the house opened the door and saw the mess, she passed out from the smell and stayed laying there until someone saw them laying there. Werewolf would never forget this day, but mostly because his asshole was burning from how much that shit had hurt. He sighed and laid down and tried to rest once he got to the den to take his mind off it and relax.