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Greed intoxicated Olivia. She hardly let that newest high fade away before bearing down again to double the obscene production of waste. Just mere seconds after that push, the rate of her shitting seemed to climb higher and higher all its own, to an insane 150 feet a second! Olivia gave another push. The rate tripled from that amount!
The land behind Olivia was decimated by the wrath of Olivia’s infinite shit. The air around her turned to a fog of her brown fart gasses. She was a moaning mess, drunk off this otherworldly pleasure. She’d flood the very earth with her gaseous and solid waste if it meant more time wrapped in this bliss!
Time passed with Olivia shitting more and more. Eight minutes into the experience and Olivia’s shit production kept rising exponentially higher and higher, through a combination of its own involuntary ramping and Olivia’s pushing. Full half mile long shit ropes launched out of her every second. The mountains of Alola were plastered with the impact of boundless quantities of Olivia’s waste. All the air in the immediate area began to reek of her horrid fumes. Any human who grew close to her would likely go deaf from her obscene fart-blasting anus, though her own hearing had somehow been left unaffected.
Not that Olivia cared much about any of that. The euphoria coursing through her veins was so, so much more important than the fate of Alola. If she had to use the island as a dumping grounds in the process, so be it.
