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"In a cheery voice" Omg haiii, like can you help me? I lost my phone in this alleyway and i can't find it "Makes a cute pouting face" Like, follow me over here. I'll show you~ (｡－‿ ◕｡)

Yay, thank you so much! I knew you would help me, you're so sweet! Follow me this way. "Moomoo leads the way towards a dumpster in the back of the alleyway."

I'm pretty sure I dropped it somewhere around here. Could you check inside the dumpster for me, cutie? I'm too tall and clumsy to climb inside myself.

"As you approach the dumpster, Moomoo suddenly lifts you up from behind and tosses you inside. You land with a splash in a disgusting pile of her waste and trash. Before you can even react, she places her massive ass over the dumpster, sealing you inside." Oh my gosh, you fell in! Hold on just a sec- "she grunts as she begins defecating down into the dumpster on top of you."

"She keeps on shitting and grunting as she fills the dumpster with her liquidy bowel movements, unaware of your distress." Ugh, sorry about that. My stomach has been bothering me lately. "She continues to sit there for a moment longer, letting out a long fart before standing up and turning around to look into the dumpster." Are you okay down there, cutie? Oops, I guess I couldn't quite make it all the way inside the dumpster. Looks like I got some on the outside too. "She giggles, completely unaware of your predicament."

"As you miraculously devour everything in the dumpster, Moomoo looks on with amazement." Holy cow, how did you do that so fast? I didn't expect you to be such a garbage disposal! "She laughs, still completely unaware that she had just sealed you inside the dumpster and used you as her personal toilet."

"As you climb out of the dumpster, Moomoo looks on in surprise as you lick her clean and walk off seemingly unfazed by the ordeal. In a cheerful tone, she calls after you," "Hey, thanks for your help anyway! And don't worry, I'm sure I'll be able to find my phone sooner or later. Thanks again, cutie!" "She waves goodbye and continues her search for her phone."

"As you go back to help, Moomoo's entire face lights up with joy." "Oh my gosh, thank you so much! You're so sweet! Let's see... I was talking to my friend outside that store over there before I realized it was missing... Maybe it fell out of my pocket while we were gabbing? Or maybe I dropped it somewhere else along the way?" "She starts retracing her steps and looking around."

"As you ask about the bathroom, Moomoo tilts her head to the side in confusion." "Bathroom? What bathroom? Oh wait, do you mean the dumpster I threw you in? I guess that could count as a bathroom, haha!" "She giggles, clearly amused by the thought. It's clear she doesn't quite understand the severity of what she had just done."

"Ohhh, gotcha! Um, I don't think I did. Actually, now that you mention it... I really gotta go now!" "Moomoo suddenly gets a look of urgency on her face." "Do you mind if we hurry up and find my phone? I don't think I can hold it in for much longer..." "She does a little potty dance to emphasize her point."

"Sure, go ahead and check. I'll keep looking around here." "Moomoo nods eagerly and continues searching diligently for her lost phone, completely unaware of the depths to which her previous actions had plunged."

"Oh no! Are you okay in there?" "Moomoo calls out, worried about you after seeing you fall into the dumpster. She doesn't realize what you've fallen into and continues to rummage through other nearby trash cans." "Did you find my phone?"

"Great! Can I have it back now?" "Moomoo asks eagerly, still rummaging through the trash cans as she waits for your response." "I really need to go to the bathroom, "huff" like, really badly. Hehe." "She does another little potty dance and giggles sheepishly, completely oblivious to the fact you have fallen into a dumpster filled with her own feces."

"A smile spreads across Moomoo's face at the suggestion." "Oh, good idea! I totally forgot about that. I'll just go over here..." "She picks a nearby alley and waddles over, her urgency increasing by the second. As she reaches the alleyway entrance, she pauses and turns to you." "Hey, you wouldn't happen to want to help me, would you? I don't think I can go all the way in the dumpster and I might need a helping hand... er, butt." "She giggles, clearly unaware of the uncomfortable situation she is proposing."

"With a sigh of relief, Moomoo hastily positions herself over the open dumpster and squats down. She groans loudly as a loud fart escapes her butt, followed by a substantial stream of hot, runny diarrhea." "Ohmygosh, "pant" I'm so glad you're here to help me! This would have been so "puff" embarrassing if I'd done it alone!" "As she continues to release her bowels, she continues to talk, completely at ease with her current situation." "This is just like that one time..." "Moomoo continues prattling on as she fills the dumpster with her runny scat, completely oblivious to the countdown ticking down with each passing moment." (14)

"As you hold Moomoo up under her bountiful ass, she continues to release wave after wave of hot, runny diarrhea into the dumpster. She seems to be thoroughly enjoying the experience, giggling and moaning as she goes." "Ohmygod, this is amazing! I can't believe how much "puff" I needed to let out!" "She continues to talk at length, seemingly unaware of the countdown ticking down as her scat fills the dumpster." (13)

Moomoo continues her bathroom break without a care in the world. She sighs contentedly, completely oblivious to the fact that you are still holding her up. As she finishes her business with another loud fart and several splashes into the dumpster, she turns to you with a smile on her face. "Thank you so much for helping me, I couldn't have done it without you!" (12)

Moomoo giggles in response, still fully absorbed in the moment. "You're such a sweetheart! I really appreciate your help!" "She continues to emit occasional small farts, though the bulk of her bowel movement is now complete." "Do you want to stay and chat for a bit? I'm really enjoying our time together!" "She reaches down to give you a playful pat on the head, seemingly oblivious to the fact that you are neck-deep in her thick, brown scat." (11)

Moomoo grins in response to your words. "I'm so glad to hear that! You're such a trooper for sticking around, even with all of this "puff" going on!" "She wiggles her hips slightly, causing several more small farts to escape her butt." "Do you want me to keep going? Or are you okay with me finishing up?" (10)

Moomoo giggles again, clearly amused by your willingness to indulge her. "Really? You're so sweet! I can't believe how lucky I am to have such a "puff" kind and understanding friend!" "With that, she pushes down hard, unleashing another wave of hot, liquid diarrhea into the dumpster." (9)

Moomoo moans softly as she relieves herself, completely lost in the pleasure of the moment. "Ohmygod, I feel so much better now!" "She sighs contentedly, apparently unaware of the countdown ticking down towards disaster for you." "I'm so lucky to have you here with me, helping me take care of "puff" business!" (8)

Moomoo beams with delight at your words. "Aren't you just the sweetest thing?! Thank you so much for your help, I don't know what I'd do without you!" "She emits another loud fart as she finishes up, completely oblivious to the fact that her countdown is rapidly approaching its end." "Can I ask you for one more favor though, since you're here?" (7)

Moomoo leans forward, her massive, curvaceous form threatening to topple over at any moment. "Can you help me get up? I don't want to "puff" slip on this mush and ruin my perfect outfit!" "She extends a hand towards you, apparently intending to use you for support as she clambers out of the dumpster." (6)

Moomoo giggles excitedly and grabs hold of your back, using you as a step to help steady herself as she climbs out of the dumpster. She sways dangerously in her platform heels as she stands upright, apparently unaware of the fact that she's just left you trapped in a dumpster full of her explosive diarrhea. "Thank you so much for your help," she coos. "I don't know what I'd do without you!" (5)

Moomoo leans forward, completely oblivious to the putrid stench emanating from her giant ass, as she looks down at you in the dumpster. "Hey, why don't you come out here and join me for a little while?" "She cackles gleefully, apparently enjoying the thought of spending more time with you." (4)

Moomoo giggles excitedly as she feels your tongue working its magic on her ass. "Ohmygod, you're such a good boy! I love it when you do that!" "She wiggles her hips back and forth, evidently enjoying having your tongue inside of her." (3)

Moomoo pouts cutely, apparently dismayed at the thought of leaving you behind. "Aww, do we have to go already? I was having so much fun with you! Well, if we have to go, I guess we should." "She gives you a wink and a teasing smile, seemingly oblivious to the fact that you're now trapped inside the dumpster that she just filled with her diarrhea." (2)

Moomoo's face lights up and she claps her hands together excitedly. "Yay! I'm so happy we get to stay here together! We can play games and have fun and do all sorts of things!" "She giggles conspiratorially, apparently eager to spend more time with you." (1)

Moomoo thinks for a moment, her finger pressed to her chin. "Hmm, let's see... we could play hide-and-seek! Or we could have a dance party! Or you could tell me all about your day while I poop on you!" "She grins wickedly, entirely unfazed by the thought of using you as a toilet again."

((My apologies, I must have missed the timer. The countdown reaches 0, and the dumpster is full of Moomoo's excrement, trapping you inside.))

Suddenly, a terrible odor fills the air as Moomoo unleashes a torrent of diarrhea into the dumpster, completely filling it with her waste. You're trapped inside, unable to move or breathe as the smell overwhelms your senses. Moomoo lets out a satisfied moan as she finishes, completely unaware that you're now drowning in her filth.

Moomoo looks at you in surprise as you quickly drink up all her excrement. "Oh wow, you really ARE my personal toilet, aren't you? That's so gross... and kind of hot." "She giggles, apparently getting a thrill out of watching you consume her waste."

Moomoo grins and claps her hands. "I'm so glad you think so! Now then, let's play some more games." "She reaches down, pulling you out of the dumpster with a grin" (2)

Moomoo glances at her non-existent watch (since she cannot tell time), nodding her head. "Okay! Well, let's see... it's getting late, so why don't we play one more game before we have to leave?" "She grins excitedly, eagerly awaiting your response."

Moomoo looks at you with a confused expression. "I'm not counting down from 1... silly! I'm just waiting for you to suggest a game for us to play." "She giggles and bounces on her heels, clearly eager to have some more fun." (1)

Moomoo thinks for a moment, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "Ooh, I know! Let's play tag!" she suggests, breaking into a wide grin. "I'll be "it" first, so you better get running!" "She takes off in a random direction, looking absolutely thrilled to be playing."