Dropping a Save

A thick cloud of dust and debris settles into the grimy hallway, closely following a young girl wearing a lacy black dress, branding a large metal sword, the polished sheen severely contrasting with her dark, smooth skin, and perfectly accenting her pale white afro. It's been a long few hours for Scarlet "Shinobu" Jacobs, battling through a seemingly endless hoard of obnoxious minions, all shouting the same things at the top of their lungs. It was enough to make her retch. "A hot shower, that's what I need. To wash away the impurities of battle." The corridor is long, seemingly endless, which can only mean one thing: a boss fight. "Ahh wait, this means..." Shinobu quickly glances down at the minimap and notices a large pink S, which she's fast approaching. "Perfect. A little R&R for me." She dashes to the door and slides in, quick and soundless.

"Now, time...for...what the hell...?" This is something she wasn't prepared for: instead of a lovely, clean pink bathroom with an extravagant shower built in, it was...a dingy public bathroom, coated in grime, with a sink in one corner and a dingy toilet in the other. "Why...oh, you are fucking kidding me! This is that damn Travis' save room!" Her eyes dart around, taking in all the dirt and mess in the room; a pile of toilet paper in the corner, a faint smear on the toilet tank, scum all over the sink, inside and out. It's horrendous.

Grrggl An abrupt sensation of bloating sets upon her, and she feels a slight swelling in her stomach. A cramp soon sets in. "Crud. Looks like this isn't a bad room to be in after all." The young ninja warrior leans against the door, taking the load off her legs, which by this point in the day were getting weak. She slides her hand down her side and comes to rest at her thigh, rubbing, massaging her aching muscles. She sighs loudly. Much of her technique is based on acrobatics, and a great deal of stress is put on her thighs and ankles in the process, doing all those complicated jumps and balancing acts. "Well...I COULD use a seat, anyway...yeah, maybe."

She cautiously approaches the sink, catching her reflection in the mirror. She sheathes her katana, now staring at herself through a layer of grunge, the mirror covered in fingerprints and unidentifiable smears. For a moment she plays with her silver hair, tossing it and turning her head to and fro to get a better look. She curls her lips into a cocky grin, now convinced of her beauty. Humility never was Shinobu's strong suit. Farrt Crimson spreads across her face, a strong blush forming against her ebony cheeks. Frrt! "Jeez, I wasn't expecting that. This is not moe. Not moe at all." Then the smell. The bathroom was bad enough, smelling like the septic tank was installed on the wrong end, but Shinobu's "little toot" was just plain nasty.

She glances around the room once again, finally settling her eyes on the filthy porcelain commode. "Well, I've come this far. And I really need to save." She sighs and finally gives in to her natural urge and need for data backup and hitches up the ruffles of her black dress, feeling her gloved hand brushing her thighs. About to slide a thumb into the wasteband of her (also black) panties, she thinks about the state of the toilet, especially the seat. No sanity person would ever place their bare bottom on a seat like that. She thinks a moment and, realizing what she needs to do, steps up in front of the toilet and carefully slides her panties down to her knees, bending slightly so that her butt was placed above the bowl, making sure to lift the seat up with her foot first. A few moments pass. "This isn't right..." She squats down a little lower.

SAVE? Y/N

Y



Pfft "Alright, now to save I guess I just...go." She looks straight ahead, blushing. "And I bet you're enjoying this, aren't you? An innocent young girl voiding her bowels. Hmph. Sick." She relaxes control of her bladder and releases all of her pee, stored up for several hours. PsssssssPSSSSHHH She quickly looks down and sees that she wasn't positioned correctly, and wound up relieving herself all over the floor. Urine seeps into the cracks between the stained-brown tiles. "Damn! It's getting all over my shoes. Now I have to clean them off before even thinking about taking that psycho on." She leans further back and lets out the last few drops in the water. She then squints her eyes and gives a little push. "Mmph!" She lays her hands on her knees, trying to stablize herself. She angles herself forward and continues. "Mmm. Nnngh...!" The thick, knobbly head of a log appears at her hole, stretching her wide and stopping her up. "I don't have any time for this." She slowly reaches for her sheath, carefully removing the blade, then grabs the hilt and presses the tip of the blade into the floor. She grips the end of the hilt, pushing down with all her strength.

Now that she was properly braced, she began to get serious. By now the turd had retreated, and she was "desperately struggling" to get it back out. "Mmmnngh!" She grit her teeth and slammed her eyelids together, begging for a quick release. Pffffffft A blast of air, much like Shinobu herself: silent, but deadly. "Unngh!" A harder push, this time coercing her dump back to her poo canal. "God, fucking...THIS is the real boss." Her grasp tightens while her knuckles get white, contrasting with her skin tone. Her face on the other hand is deep red. Pfft brrt Another small round of gas escapes her ass, filling the room with a horrible, reaking stench. The smell is now so bad, Shinobu is slightly dizzy. She wants to place a hand over her nose, or wave away the smell, but both her hands are placed firmly on the hilt of her katana, and until this load is dropped, they're not going anywhere.

SAVING...

And now she held on even tighter, giving one gigantic, straining thrust, quivering where she stood and hoping her legs wouldn't give out. "MmmmnngghhuuunnGGHHH!!!" The shit slithered through her passage, tearing her asshole apart. "M...Mu-MOE~!" A small drop of blood ran down the surface of the wide, cracked brick, which in turn finally crashed down into the bowl, splashing up on her chocolate-colored ass and highly-decorative panties. Crkklk KerSPLUNK! "Aaaghhh! Oh my god! Damn it."

GAME SAVED!

She gradually pulls herself up by her sword, attempting to stand without crashing to the ground and covering herself in pee. Finally she's up, as she reaches for the toilet paper to clean her throbbing crevice. The paper is mixed with brown and red, and even trying to wipe is painful. Finally she's finished, and pulls her underwear to her curvaceous hips. "This is wet. NOT moe." She grabs the roll of TP and uses it to wipe off the sink. She then sits on the edge and removes her shoes, beginning the burdensome task of wiping them off and drying them, so they can actually be used without slipping or creating an embarassing stink.

After a time, she emerges from the save room once more, ready for anything at this point. "Still stings, but at least I feel better. I gotta do that again." She grins and whips her sword out. Shinobu flies towards the boss room, amped to cause someone ELSE pain.