The cafeteria was filled with the sound of laughter and conversation as Anna, Sasha, Helma, and Inda sat together, sharing stories and jokes. But suddenly, Anna's face contorted as her belly rumbled. "Excuse me, ladies," she said, trying to suppress a fart. But it was too late. A loud, rumbling sound filled the air, causing nearby students to turn and stare.
Sasha couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Well, Anna, I think it's safe to say your lunch didn't agree with you!"
Anna rolled her eyes. "Oh, shut up, Sasha. At least I didn't eat a whole block of cheese for lunch like someone I know."
Helma and Inda joined in on the laughter as they all stood up from the table. "I think it's time for some fresh air," Helma said.
The four friends made their way outside, walking towards a secluded area behind the cafeteria. As they approached the bushes, they all let out a collective sigh of relief.
One by one, they began to shit at the bushes, their faces contorting in concentration. Anna looked down at her own business and couldn't help but be fascinated by the process.
"You know, it's amazing how something so disgusting can also be so satisfying," Anna said, breaking the silence.
Sasha laughed. "Only you, Anna, could find the beauty in shitting in the bushes."
Anna continued to describe the path of the shit through her intestines, much to the amusement of her friends. "It's like a long, winding journey, full of twists and turns."
Once they're all finished, they stand up and brush off their pants. Anna then suggests a game to pass the time. "Let's see who has the worst smell," she said with a mischievous grin.
The four friends huddled together, each taking a whiff of the others' business. "Oh, Helma, I think you win," Inda said, trying not to gag.
Helma stuck her tongue out at Inda. "Hey, at least I don't eat like a bird. I need substance to fuel my brain!"
Anna then suggests another game. "Let's guess what we ate based on the shape and smell of our shits," she said with a playful grin.
The four friends began to inspect their business, each trying to guess what the others ate. "I'm pretty sure Sasha had pizza for lunch," Helma said, pointing at a suspicious-looking shape.
Sasha feigned innocence. "What? I swear I had a salad!"
The banter continued, the four friends laughing and joking as they relieved themselves in the bushes. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated joy and friendship.
"You know, I never thought I'd be having this much fun shitting in the bushes," Sasha said, wiping her brow.
"That's because you've never hung out with us before," Helma said with a smile.
The four friends laughed and joked, their laughter echoing through the secluded area. It was a moment of debauchery and friendship, a moment that they would never forget.
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