Atsuya hasnt been feeling well these days. I see her permanently mucking about in the toilet. But Im not the one to complain: more for me! And I do love frequent feedings. Today, Atsuya visits me in the afternoon, with her pallid face all in a twist. I sense that her innards are tormenting her yet again. Her raw backdoor is a mix of pink and crimson from too much wiping. She smells divine; Ive always loved the smell of sweat and poo mixing and collecting on the butthole. Her butthole blossoms broad, revealing the a sickly looking turd, slim and buttery in consistency. The smell is overpowering, but it gives me a warm feeling as her face twists to unload this beautiful gift. Her butthole doesnt want to pinch off the shy turd, and Atsuya continues pushing until it is all out in one go.