15 A Calm Before Storm

"You know there is a bucket, you can use that" the voice boomed through the room. "What! You expect me to go in a bucket! Are you out of your mind!" Stella spoke with much hostility. Although her body was not supporting her mouth. "I was just suggesting, no need to get so hostile. You don't have much choice, either the bucket or your pants, choose wisely! Hahaha" a laughter erupted in the room. Stella hesitated for a moment, but a quick painfull cramp made her decision. "Oh screw it! The bucket it is" Stella crawled towards the bucket, one hand clutching her stomach and other hand clenching her butt. With one swift motion removing her panty she placed herself on the bucket before she erupted like a volcano exiling lava. Holding her stomach in pain as cramp after cramp assaulted her and she evacuated what looks like a week's filth which filled more than half the bucket. "Ow this hurts so bad" Stella moaned . "Now thats what I call a show, very good" clapping sounds was heard from the speaker. "What are you talking about? What show! Are you listening me go, you sick pervert" Stella yelled at top of her lung while still pooping and farting. "Oh I'm more than listening, I can see you too, and may I say you look divine" the voice actually praised Stella.