People in Spira Should Learn to Knock!

The bathroom was small at best, its walls so close together that Yuna could easily place her palms flat against either one without having to stretch. A wicker basket advertised an assortment of toiletries provided by Guadosalam's inn. A stack of thin cloths to wipe with sat on a fine, wooden toilet. A wastebasket for soiled cloths was positioned on the floor next to the toilet. Yuna noted that it was empty.

In fact, the entire room was immaculately clean. Pale, magically generated light chased away the darkness and Yuna swore she could seen it gleaming off the well kept surfaces. It would have been a perfect little toilet room, except for a few things. The door didn't lock, it was public and it was unisex. Anyone who happened to barge in on her would have a perfect view of Spira's most famous living Summoner emptying her bowels. That's why she had asked Kimahri to stand guard outside. The hulking Ronso would be able to deter anyone and he wouldn't complain about how long she took.

And Yuna was going to take a long time. Her body had been fighting a losing battle with constipation. Despite straining for hours at a time when her schedule permitted, she'd gone days without expelling fecal matter. But with the roiling in her gut, the cramping in her lower abdomen and the tell-tale pressure mounting on her anus, she guessed that her constipation was about to come to an epic end.

Since she wasn't experiencing urgency, she pulled her loose, blue dress off and kicked it aside. This dump would be truly massive, Yuna didn't want the cumbersome skirt getting in her way while she worked. Chilly air bit at her flaring, creamy thighs and an army of goosebumps exploded down her legs. She shivered, but knew she'd get used to the cold soon.

She plopped down on the wooden box and relaxed. A trickle of pee leaped to life, running from her crotch and sprinkling the contents of the box. The stream increased in intensity until it created an audible hiss. The sound of water being poured into water mixed with the hissing and created a unique ballad that Yuna half listened to as her over full bladder emptied.

The stream ebbed then stopped completely. Yuna leaned forward and set her feet. Now the real work could begin.

“Gnyyy.” A forceful grunt escaped her lips and Yuna tightened her abdominal muscles, trying to push the contents of her colon into the bowl. The poop didn't budge, which caused Yuna to sigh in defeat. She hated being constipated, but at least she didn't have diarrhea like Rikku on the Moonflow. Yuna was certain that the pretty blond had completely messed herself earlier. She wondered if any of the other guardians knew and if Rikku was feeling better after the remedy.

She shook her head and cleared her mind. She had work to do. Her round butt lifted off the seat and she repositioned it. The new stance forced her butt-cheeks to spread wide. Again, she set her feet and strained.

“NGHYYyy.” Success! This time a small, hard head poked out. Before it could slide back in, Yuna pushed again.

“NNNNNNNNNGY.” The well compacted poop slid out another inch. Beads of sweat dotted Yuna's brow and she gasped for breath. If she could just get it moving on it's own...

“Nnnnnnnyygg.” The mass inched forward. She was centimeters away from her first dump in days. If she could just get it out a little farther. She bore down again.

“MMMMGH.” Finally, the thick head crossed the threshold.

Yuna yelped in a mixture of relief and pain as her hole was stretched to new limits. The weighty head broke off and fell to the bottom of the bowl. Her straining was replaced by the rewarding, soft crackle of poop flowing freely between her parted cheeks.

Then the door swung open forcefully, smashing against the wall hard enough to vibrate the entire room. Kimahri stepped in.

“Yuna, I heard -” the blue Ronso stopped short when he caught sight of his Summoner, naked from the waist down, seated and shocked on the toilet. Bewildered, Yuna blurted the first thing that came to her mind.

“Get out, I'm pooping!” As if to emphasize that point, the first log broke off and hit the bottom of the bowl with a resounding, soggy splat. Ironically, after fighting so hard to begin pooping, Yuna was now struggling mightily to contain the second log. She failed and the brief silence in the room was broken by muted popping as the second well compacted turd forced it's way out of Yuna's anus.

“I'm ... I though I heard ...” Kimahri stumbled on his own words. His blue skin turned a deep red as he adverted his eyes.

“It's okay, Kimahri,” Yuna sighed. She felt a little odd talking while a loaf squeezed it's way out of her. “I think I'll be alright here,” the second log broke off under it's own weight and fell with a wet plop. A third log followed immediately after. “Why don't you get some rest?”

“O... Okay.” He responded. Awkwardly, he turned away and closed the door behind him.

Yuna shook her head in shame as the third turd broke off and joined it's sisters. At least it was only Kimahri. If Tidus had seen her like this she'd have died of embarrassment!

She had to push a little, but a fourth log was forthcoming. This one was much harder than the others and she had to struggle with it. It moved erratically until, about halfway out, it stopped completely. Yuna sighed. She'd have to wait this one out.

Suddenly, the door burst open again and Rikku rushed in, completely oblivious to Yuna's situation.

“Yunie, this place is awesome,” she prattled in her overly excited voice. “You've gotta come check it out with me!”

“I'm, uh, a little busy right now Rikku.” Finally, the thick log broke off and was tailed by a river of mush and a long, wet fart.

“Oh, right. Well, when you're finished, okay?”

“Alright,” Yuna agreed just to get Rikku out. The softer, gassier stuff was coming next and Yuna couldn't hold it back for long. She wanted privacy for this part.

“Great, I'll wait for you outside.” Rikku bounded off and rounded a corner. She had been completely unphased by Yuna's dump.

“Rikku, the door,” Yuna called as the bubbly blond disappeared. She sighed. Rikku had forgotten to close the door. Now Yuna was exposed to anyone who happened by her little bathroom. She reached for the knob, but it was out of her reach. Oh well, at least the hall was empty. She'd be finished soon.

A door opened nearby and a pair of voices filled the hall. Yuna recognized them immediately. They belonged Tidus and Wakka. Her heart raced. She had to close that door!

She leaned forward and stretched her arm to the limit. The voices grew closer, she could easily make out their conversation now. Yuna strained, knowing her task would have been easier if she hadn't been holding in a flood of gas and wet crap. She could see their shadows now. She was so close to reaching the door. Just a few more centimeters...

Her fingers brushed the knob, but pushed the door open another inch. Now, it was hopeless. Worse, the reaching was more than she could take and, just as the pair walked in front of the door, she released the choke hold on her anus.

Explosive, wet farts rattled the bowl. A series of sticky plops as loose globs of crap erupted from her rear end intermingled with the thunderous gas. The rush was brief, but Yuna's humiliation was complete. She buried her face in her hands and choked back sobs.

“Yuna, are you okay,” Wakka asked. Tidus' jaw was agape. His eyes glimmered, Yuna though he looked to be enjoying the show.

“Just ... just shut the door. Please,” she begged.

“Sure thing,” Wakka said. “You need anything else?”

“Privacy,” Yuna said. “Please, just let me finish my business in privacy.”