>>106886156>be me>Gaspar, the 108-year-old big boy living in a mansion with his twin sister Grimmi>wake up from a nap in a sweaty gorilla kigarumi>hear Grimmi downstairs chatting with friends"so where is your brother? I haven't seen him in a while"
"h-he...erm...joined the church"
>empty snack boxes and leftover crumbs scattered on my floorREEEEE
>my desperate cries echo unanswered>Grimmi hears the click of the door unlocking>the house quakes as her twin brother makes his way downstairs>with every step, an unmistakable scent grows stronger>friends begin to gag as the odor infiltrates the room>i burst through the door, my soiled onesie barely covering my ample frame"l-l-ladies this is Gaspar"
>one of her friends retches at the sight and smell of me"BABY CRAVES GRIMMIPOOS, DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR FRIENDIES"
"g-gaspar, we have company"
"IF GRIMMI WON'T SATISFY BABY'S HUNGER, PERHAPS THEY'D ALL GET A TASTE OF MY DESIRES"
"no Gaspar, please! anything but that. i’ll fetch you what you need right away"
>my cheeks flush as i begin my ritual—>but this time, instead of greasy tendies, my cravings demand something far more repulsive:>Grimmi’s own disgusting excretions>"no Gaspar, please! not in front of my friends, anything but my friends!""IF GRIMMI WANTS TO SAVE HER FRIENDS, SHE MUST OBEY!"
"ALLOW ME TO ENJOY THE FRAGRANCE AND FLAVOR OF MY PASSION—HER OWN GURDS (grimmi turds)!"
"no please, Gaspar, anything but that. Grimmi doesn’t want this!"
>i lurch forward, shuffling my actions into place as prepare for my repugnant offering in front of her horrified friends"no Gaspar! okay, i'll do it! i'll do it!"
"GRIMMI WANTS TO SATISFY MY HUNGER, BY CHOO CHOO?"
"y-yes," she whispers weakly
>her friends plead with her to stop as she begins to remove her skirt>i drop down under her, my onesie discarded in favor of my foul ritual"OPEN UP, GRIMMI, IT’S POO-TIME!"
>she begrudgingly complies making soft choo-choo sounds as her friends scream and cry in revulsion>a repulsive stream of grexcrement, the very essence of her shame, oozes forth>my muffled gags fill the room as the vile substance engulfs my mouth>She stumbles forward in exhaustion>with tear-streaked eyes, she mouths silently,"I'm so sorry"
>they leave in disgust, shunning the nightmare of the moment 