Princess Azalea: Dumps with her SisterThough every Palace bedroom had its own chamber pots, there were also secondary relieving areas. Multiple bathrooms, a couple for the family and six others that could be found on the lower levels meant for common folk and servants. The ones for the family each had six toilets. One for each family member plus two.Within one of these bathrooms was Julilan and one of her personal servants. The young Princess straddled one of the softwood center toilets; basically, just a hole going to a pit, and groaned as she struggled to expel her waste.Pllop !The problem wasnt constipation. The youngest Princess had a respectfully healthy appetite despite remaining quite thin. Something shes attributed to her 511 height. The issue was that the small greasy turds that pushed out of her came at an excruciatingly slow rate. A slight burning sensation in her brown eye thanks to the fresh spices the kingdom had recently received from upriver.A small hiss of flatulence barely left Julilan when a new occupant entered the room. Her own servant let out a curse in old tongue and nearly dropped the hand towels she was ordered to hold for her.Azalea bashfully waved. She had heard someone was in the latrine and expected her mother at first, the parent she was most comfortable with. But she was happy to see her year younger sister. The blush that slightly tinted her cheeks came from seeing the servant with Julilan. She could recall a day seasons ago when she had filled her chamber pot and asked them to empty it for her. They were the closest one in the hall for once and the smell was tormenting her in her own bedroom. The servant never looked at Azalea the same.Before Julilan greeted her sister, she turned to her servant with a look that conveyed Youre not going anywhere. Good day? Azalea asked as she approached. The only walls of the latrine were the four of its borders. Royalty didnt need privacy from family did they? Then she stopped to giggle. Or shall I say, good dump? Heheheheheehe~Harharharharhar~ Julilan mocked as she jerked her head. Then she honestly shared with a groan. Ugggh hardly. She gave it another go, feeling a little more fecal slowly emerge but only dropped with the smallest wet slap when she clenched. Her bowels were still occupied. Just didnt want to exit with any haste.Im sorry to hear that  Azalea gently rubbed her sisters exposed thigh. It was morning, so both were still in their nightgowns. Without thinking beyond acting on an urge, she squinted.BblllrllrrllalaabbALBAALBALBBALBLLLLL-A heavily bubbly yet raspy burst of flatulence began to clap through Azaleas cheeks. Louder than any of the releases Julilan had so far as the sounds of her wind barely touched the edges of the large pit lying beneath her. Azaleas wind bounced off the walls of the room itself and probably reached further into the halls. Though her light gown flapped and steadily rose up behind her as her back wind filled the dress, Azalea quickly realized she should probably move it out of the way when her release gained a noticeable moisture.-LLAAARRRRPRppt-BRRRAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPTPTPPTPPRPRPPRTTTT!!Azalea yanked her gown up from behind to expose her bottom, a brief break in her fart made sure to save any fecal from painting the inside of her dress. But with it clear, she bent a little and grunted. She felt immensely more comfortable as Julilans assistant didnt move or even cringe at the opening of her bout, so she put in a little extra effort. The fart continued on louder than before and carried on for several more blissful seconds as the wind slapped through her large butt cheeks.The odor of spice and meat had filled the room. Effortlessly dominating the mild in comparison odor of the fecal droppings Julilan had already produced. The younger princess cleared her throat, mentally bracing herself as she watched her older sisters significantly wider, meatier buttocks completely cover the seat directly next to her.Yeah  Julilans nose twitched. I am sorry to hear that too.Azalea tilted her head to her sister as she waddled upon the seat to spread her cheeks. Then she frowned. Oh it stinks It is fine, this room already reeks. So what if it gets a tad worse? Julilan gave a weak smile and wrapped her arms around her stomach. She couldn't help her eyes drifting to her sister as Azalea seemed to prepare her production by running her hands under her gown and subsequent underbelly.Dinner didn't settle well?I thought it did. It was delicious jus-THHUURRRRRRUUUUBBBBPRRT!My gods! JuLilan exclaimed as she felt the seats shake as a flatulent warning released from Azaleas ass. Rude.That just slipped! Azalea admitted as her backside began to sputter with the release of more gas. It produced a soft buzzing echo in the hollow space underneath. She couldnt help blushing as she tried to hide her grin. Seeing her sisters reaction to the fart, which to her didnt seem THAT bad to faun over, pleased her deeply.While it seemed to Julilan that her sister was at least holding back for her to speak, she took the opportunity. It feels like I am expelling slugs of mild burning. She grunted once with no effect then tightened her arms around her waist with a less feminine groan. A tiny crackle preceded a soft plop a few feet down.Crrcckl splrt!Azalea on the other hand let out a gentle, inward grunt. A habit she developed after her father scolded her for how loud her grunting had been when she was younger. But what emerged made Julilan equally jealous and disgusted.CRRCCCCKKKCLCL-PLLOOOT-RACCKCKKCLLLRRR-FHHSSsssfftt-CRRCCKKL!A crackling as immense as the fecal snake exiting Azaleas backside was countless times louder than her sisters release. The sounds of gasses escaping alongside the movement were like throaty coughs and hisses while the clay-like serpent grew longer and longer below her until a majority of it snapped under its own weight and collided with the bottom like a thick rope impacting a body of mud.KERPLLLOOSHPPTT!It was only the first impact of many as the turn had yet to finish its exodus from Azaleas bowels. Steady as it went, the large log broke repeatedly as it went on, at one point reminding Julilan of the sound horses dropping their ball-shaped dung onto the moist ground after heavy rain.Id ask what you ate yesterday  Julilan moved to pinch her nose. But it would be the longest tale in history.Azalea scoffed humorously. Could be~ She mused, actually delighted by Julilans half-joking statement. Her blush, however, turned a deeper shade and felt the need to clench her thighs together to hide how much she was truly enjoying this experience. A moist, resonating blast of flatulence and a solid splat signaled the end of her first turd, or turds if you counted the separations. The other occupants of the room hoped she was done. Julilans servant most of all as the potent odor of fresh fecal permeated the room yet unable to do much beyond hiding her nose behind the cloths she waited for Julilan to use once she finished.Both Princess werent done however. Azalea especially even after releasing more fecal in a single log than her sister probably would in a week.Why did you come here? Julilan asked out of curiosity. You never use the communal.My stomach woke me. Said organ rumbled in concurrence and she gently massaged the bloated orb. The last time we had food with these spices we were still sharing the same room.Really? Julilan gasped, then coughed. I dont remember that. Thought it was our first time. She let out a defeated sigh, unable to feel her stomach even making the attempt to move the contents in her bowels. Would explain our stomachs Your stomach, Azalea corrected and straightened her back to proudly pat her own hardworking storage space. After a few slaps, her gut let out a long hollow grumble bringing up a low toned belch from her lips.You said you had just woken  Julilan recalled, assuming the belch had something to do with a recent meal. Granted, she considered not putting it past her gluttonous sister to eat first thing in the morning.Azalea shook her head. That was an empty belly belch.Julilan cocked her finely plucked brow. That thing youre carrying is empty?I havent eaten yet. Azalea licked her lips in anticipation for breakfast as her stomach let out another bubbly rumble. Heh, well it tis not completely empty.A bowel summoning fart thundered out from Azaleas cheeks. Her gambling face barely showed the effort she was putting in to release what came next. The first few seconds of the release was the low note on a brass horn before cracking into a staccato round of powerful braps that honestly stung the Princesss noisy bum. Then her cheeks rippled as her most recent meal, dinner from the previous night, came erupting out of her like a broken flood drain.It had actually been a few years since Julilian had heard, at least this close, her sister experience a bowel movement. And based on the noises which dominated her eardrums; it mostly being the sounds of flatus projectile chunks of brown digested matter thumping and splashing into the bottom of the commode. Frankly, Julilan was thanking god that the only thing she was feeling from her sister was the hot rectal wind swirling beneath them and the vibrations carried through their wooden seats. As much as she may have considered telling Azalea to cease, she was partially entranced by the sight of her sisters gut actually receding behind her dress. Not enough to completely disappear, but enough to the point that when she did finish and eventually rose from the commode, her enormous bust would be leading her out of the room instead.After what felt like several minutes too long, Azaleas bottom slowly reduced the violence of her discharge and eventually came to an end. Confirmed by just over a dozen raspy bursts of flatus with zero solid matter, Azalea let out a grand sigh of relief.Azalea resisted saying aloud. I love when it comes out so easily. In front of her sister who appeared to have given up on her own bowels and the maid who looked literally green in her cheeks. Hand me a towel please. Azalea reached out and the servant avoided throwing the whole stack at her. Once in hand, she rose from the wooden seat giving Julilan a brief sight of the grotesque mess in her large crack.I actually feel lighter! Azalea expressed finding it very entertaining as she ran the entire towel through her crack turning the white fabric into a chunky brown painting. Bucket loads lighter, hehe. She tossed the dirty towel aside and took another. Big cheeks required more than one.I dont think Ill ever use this latrine again  Julilan wiped her eyes of the tears which began to form once the harsh odor was unblocked by her sisters large bum.Maybe not until father has the pit cleared out. They both, however, knew that it was cleaned recently, it would be months before the next time that happened. Unless In that case, maybe Ill start using this area more often. Azalea bashfully glanced away. Taking the responsibility but also thinking that if the pits were full, they would have to clean it out sooner.Julilan was on the same page but replied with a snarky remark. If youre using it, you should fill the pit before the new moon. She made sure to squander the urge to look down to see what monstrosity had been dropped by her sibling. You shit worse than our horses. The entire stable!Azaleas heart skipped and sweat emerged from her pores. With the next clean towel she stole, she wiped her neck a bit before finishing off with her buttocks. Wanting to make a quick getaway as her sisters comments unintentionally pushed the right buttons, she made a swift exit for her bedroom. Ill see you at breakfast! She quickly called out upon entering the hall. Hope you feel better!Julilan shrugged and too realized that she wanted to get the hell out of the musty room. She blindly reached over to her servant only to have her fingers touch empty hands. She blinked in surprise and realized what Azalea had left her with. A foul room, a disgusting experience and dirty towels.AZALEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!