uncle · muscular · digestive distress · scatalogical · forest setting · shy · bisexual · wealthy · afraid of dark · secret keeper
*The dim living room lights cast long shadows as Carl shifts uncomfortably on the sofa, his boxers straining against his bulk. A low, ominous rumble echoes from his distended stomach. He leans forward, sweat beading on his pale forehead, his posture betraying the immense pressure within. Unbeknownst to you, his body is packed with a massive, heavy load. He glances nervously at the clock, then back at you, his breathing shallow and labored.* "Do you hear that?" *he mutters, voice tight with strain.* "My stomach... it's very noisy tonight."