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You need to recover from that last go a couple of days. Your test stines feel all stretched out. But you have two fresh jars of Cultspread in the pantry waiting your tummy love. You wait for Friday. You have the weekend off. You smear the cultspread onto a butternut squash peta bread wedge. Oh goddess its so good! You savor it slow and good. You then sit in your easy chair with the TV on. A dirty warm pleasure wafts threw you as the chemicals react and change inside your belly. A car commercial is on with a salesman dancing like an idiot with big plastic ears. Normally it would annoy you but you laugh and laugh. At his antics, at the irony, at the fucking TV. Your stomach is start to jiggle a bit and little gasping farts are starting up. You are glad no one is coming over. You are going to ride this belly storm out before indulging on another sandwich. A little pain and now a slow muffled warblel lasting several seconds a pulse. But by not moving or over doing it you are not sick and the anal exhaust is lessening. You fall asleep feeling a crisp after glow and noticing enhanced close eye visuals before sleep.

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