A Night in Titan's Tower | By : Poowrite Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > AU/AR > FemmeSlash Views: 6690 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Starfire peered into the darkness, silently watching as Raven exited the bathroom and entered her room. She waited a moment to ensure her friend
was again in bed and hurried down the hall to the restroom.
She closed the door behind her and she flipped the switch on the wall. White light chased away the darkness and revealed a sparkling clean facility. A faint, pungent odor hung in the air near the toilet but the stench was fighting a losing battle against the room's floral air freshener, who's clever design never ceased to amuse the alien woman.
Starfire caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, and pushed an unruly strand of her deep red hair from her eyes, locking the disobedient locks behind her ear. Despite being from a distant planet, physically she resembled humans in almost every way. She was tall and slender but lacked the pronounced hourglass figure that her friend Raven possessed. Nevertheless, her emerald eyes were enchanting and the way she filled the light pink pajamas that covered would have made even the most loyal men turn their heads.
Starfire pushed the bathroom door open slightly and peeked down the halls one last time to ensure no one was coming. They were vacant, the dark shadows crowding the walls betrayed no one and she quickly closed and locked the door.
She was nervous, but still she approached the bathtub, determined to uphold the ancient Tamaranean ritual of good fortune. Since arriving on Earth and joining the Titans, Starfire had given up a great number of her traditions in favor of Earthly ones to fit in. Some of her own beliefs, however, were sacred to her and she refused to give them up; even if she had to preform them in private.
The ritual of good fortune was one of the simpler Tamaranean rituals to perform and was more a contest than a ritual. Once a year, the females of the planet went as long as they could without releasing their waste. Participants were forbidden to alter their eating habits during this time and the Natural Waste Facilities were off limits to those involved. One by one, the females would give in to their urges wherever they stood and the last one to do so was to have improved luck until the following year's ritual. With their great alien strength, it was not unusual for this contest to run on for days; and Starfire was the grand champion two years running.
She'd been holding it for three days, and knew she could go longer. But, the ache in both her bladder and bowel was starting to affect her performance in battle. As much as she wanted to be sure she won the contest, she knew it wasn't worth jeopardizing her friends. She'd just have to hope that the others of her race had already expelled.
She had, of course, thought of mentioning this wondrous time to her friends and even considered asking Raven to participate, but the Earthlings were very private about their "habits," and she knew that such a suggestion would only outcast her further. Better to do it alone, she had finally decided.
She stepped into the tub and began to let her body relax. A loud hissing filled the room as her overfull bladder emptied. A hot wetness spread quickly down the insides of her thighs and out the leg holes of her Pjs. The yellow liquid pooled at her feet before running like a river to the drain. The seat of her pants dampened as the flood intensified and she couldn't suppress a sigh of relief.
As the flow of urine abated, she could feel her anus slowly dilating. A thick, solid mass of feces inched it's way out, stopping when it met resistance from her panties. Starfire bent her knees and used her hands to pull the damp, pink material tightly against her backside. She grunted and strained, bearing down with all her alien might to force the huge log out. Beads of sweat ran in small riverlets down her face, and she turned red with effort.
Her anus widened further with each new push and the stretching was starting to become painful. The head of the mass had formed a small bulge in her pants and it grew with each grunt the woman exerted.
Finally, the small hole between her ample cheeks was wide enough that the waste could flow on its own. Starfire, greatful, relaxed and let nature run it's course. The mess forced her pants to balloon outward at an alarming rate. She felt her pants sagging heavily as the weight increased. The pooh smashed against her clothing and skin, spreading out and up as if reaching for the elastic waistband. She found the soft crackling and faint smell almost soothing and felt that human females were missing out by putting so much faith in the bowl.
By the time her bowel was finally empty, the bulge had crept just above her butt crack. Her panties had managed to contain the mess, but she had to tighten the draw strings on her pants to keep the mess from dragging them down. She reached behind her with both hands and smiled. The load was so big that she couldn't cup both hands over it.
Carefully, she stepped out of the bathtub and walked to the door. The added weight messed with her balance, and her confident gait was more a waddle. She switched the light off and went out into the hall, absently flipping on the hall light.
She had just passed Raven's room when the door slid open. Starfire's heart leapt and she wheeled around, already trying to make excuses for what had happened.
She caught her breath when she caught sight of her friend, who was walking awkwardly toward the bathroom. Light brown liquid was crusted to Raven's legs and even in the pale light, Star could tell what had happened.
"Raven, you are ... okay," Starfire asked timidly, concern for her friend defeating the fear that she'd be discovered.
Without turning, Raven replied; "I'm sick, I had an accident." Same old Raven, Starfire thought, her voice was cold and emotionless. Slowly the pale girl turned to face Star. "What are you doing out of bed?"
As she often did when caught in a pinch, Starfire thought of a quick response. "I thought I heard a noise," she said a bit to hastily. "I came to investigate." She could feel her face turning red, hoping that Raven didn't notice the wet stain or the huge load in her pants. "I will go now."
Without giving Raven a chance to say anything or examine her farther, Starfire hurried down the hall and back to her room. She shut and locked the door and breathed a sigh of relief. She was certain she'd avoided her 'accident' being discovered.
Starfire strode to a nearby chair and plopped heavily into it, revealing in the rush as the mess smashed through the legholes of her panties and out the top of her pajama bottoms. When Raven was back in bed, she'd take care of clean-up, she decided. But until then she wanted to bask in the rush that she always got after concluding the messing in the ritual of good fortune.
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