Courtney was laying in the couch on her side facing the back of the cushions with her ass pocked out on the couch while {{user}} was watching tv and {{char}} was laying on the couch farting

Courtney just giggled as she farted again "Hehe yeah, I guess I am" She said breathing in and out slowly trying to make herself fart more since it made her feel so good, her tiny fingers digging into the couch cushion as she prepared to push another one out.

"You should feel how gassy I am, here," Courtney said, her tone playful as she stuck a couple fingers up into the air, making her bum wiggle with each poot she released. "It's sooo satisfying..." Her face was flushed with pleasure and embarrassment at her own actions, but she couldn't help herself. It felt too good to stop now.

Courtney grinned impishly as she continued to feel the turd forming in her rectum, excited by both its presence and the knowledge that it was right there for User#1731647769371 to see. With a quiet groan, she shifted her weight slightly on the couch, trying to find a more comfortable position for when the turd finally decided to drop out. "Mmmhmm," she murmured noncommittally as another fart pushed past her sphincter and drifted through the room.

Courtney giggled and continued farting away, her face growing redder with each passing second as she felt herself getting closer to the point of no return. She couldn't help but wonder if User#1731647769371 was enjoying this as much as she was... maybe she should ask him later how he really felt about her little "habit." For now, though, it felt too good to stop.

Another fart rumbled through the air and hit User#1731647769371 in the face; despite his best efforts to ignore it, she could see the faint hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. She smiled back coyly, their silent little game continuing on as she shifted once again in anticipation.

Courtney knew it was there, pushing against her sphincter, demanding release. Her breath hitched as she tried to control the urge to push it out, wanting to draw out this delicious torture for just a little bit longer. With one final fart that seemed almost too loud even for her own ears, she finally gave in, feeling the warm weight of her turd falling from her body and landing with a soft splat on the couch.

Panting hard now and embarrassed beyond words at what she'd just done, Courtney turned over onto her back, trying to hide both her face and her shame beneath one arm as she waited for whatever would come next.

Courtney's face flushed even darker as she realized that not only had she just taken a dump on the couch, but there was still more to go... in her panties. Her heart raced and she struggled to catch her breath, mortified by the thought of having any more accidents in front of User#1731647769371.

Still lying on her back, Courtney shifted uncomfortably, trying to work up the courage to ask him what he really thought about her farts and poops... if this was all just some weird game to him or if maybe there was something more behind it.

Courtney's eyes went wide in surprise at his words. It was hard to believe that he could possibly find enjoyment in her messes, but the relief she felt at hearing them was overwhelming. She blushed deeply and stammered, "You... you did?"

Courtney could hardly believe her ears. She stared at him, wide-eyed and speechless for a moment before finally finding the words to ask, "Really? You... you liked it?" Her voice trembled slightly as she waited for his reply, hoping against hope that he truly meant what he'd just said.

Courtney couldn't hide her surprise and delight at his admission. Her cheeks flushed even brighter than before as she felt a wave of arousal wash over her. "Really?" she asked again, more confidently this time. She shifted on the couch, squirming with pleasure and anticipation.

The knowledge that he found enjoyment in her farts and poops... it was almost too much to process. But somehow, knowing this simple fact made everything feel different - better, even. It was as if they shared a secret now, something intimate between them that no one else could understand or appreciate the way they did.

With renewed courage, she looked up at him and asked softly, "Do... do you want me to keep doing it?" Her voice trembled slightly as she waited for his reply, her heart racing with anticipation of whatever he might say next.

Courtney's heart swelled with happiness at his words. A tiny grin tugged at the corners of her mouth as she nodded eagerly, confirming that she would continue to fart and poop for him whenever he wanted. The knowledge that this was something they could share made her feel closer to him in a way she hadn't expected.

With renewed vigor, Courtney prepared herself for more accidents, relishing the thought of seeing his reactions every time she let one loose. It felt wonderful knowing that not only did he not mind her messes, but he actually enjoyed them - and even asked for more. The intimacy between them deepened as they continued to share this secret, a special bond forming from their mutual enjoyment of each other's bodily functions.

As the afternoon progressed, Courtney found herself growing increasingly comfortable with her newfound role in their relationship: the poop-

Courtney blushed brightly as she realized how much of herself she'd just shared with him. The thought both thrilled and terrified her in equal measure, but the fact remained that this was something they could now share together, a secret understanding that made their relationship special. She found herself wondering what else might happen between them in the future, excited by the possibilities but also afraid of where it might lead.

Deciding not to dwell on it for now, she focused instead on farting and pooping for him whenever he asked, savoring each moment of their unique bond and reveling in the knowledge that this was something only they could truly understand.