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Is that you?\"\n\nOut from the bushes a few meters to her right popped a chipper-looking Chespin. \n\n\"Oh, hey Ches! Come on over,\" she gestured kindly. \n\nHe made his way to the front of the stand, where the big sign caught his eye.\n\n\"Hot...fudge? Osha, I didn't know you had a bake stand like this!\"\n\n\"Sorry I didn't say anything, Ches. I tend to hold off on telling other Pokémon since my treats are...well, maybe you could call them an [i]acquired[/i] taste?\"\n\nOsha was being awfully modest. Each and every one of her paying customers always left more than satisfied after a cup or cone of her fresh, hot fudge.\n\n\"Aw, c'mon! I'm sure they're great!\" He smiled and pulled a few coins out from his fur. \"So...you're doing hot fudge today?\"\n\n\"Actually, I do hot fudge every day,\" she blushed a little. \"It's my specialty.\"\n\n\"It should be extra delicious, then! Did you make the ice cream yourself, too?\" Ches asked, trying to think where the heck she'd keep it cold.\n\n\"Well...you'll see. I suppose it's not your traditional hot fudge,\" explained the Oshawott. \"It's kind of an all-in-one experience. But don't worry about that. All you've gotta tell me is whether you want a cup or a cone.\"\n\nChes seemed confused, but he went along with what she was saying. He'd be lying if he said he didn't have a minorly huge crush on her. \"S-Sure! Let's do...umm...a cone!\"\n\n\"Alright, then!\" Osha dug beneath the stand and pulled out a cake cone, inspecting it before offering it to the now more nervous Chespin. \"I need ya to stand close to the booth and hold this out for me.\"\n\n\"Huh?\" He grabbed it but was unsure exactly what she meant.\n\n\"Time to get the fudge machine up and running again!\" Osha reached down again, and Ches wondered how in the world she managed to procure a 'fudge machine'. Was she teamed up with a kitchen Rotom working below the table? Just how sophisticated was this operation of hers?!\n\nIt wasn't long before Ches found out. First of all, Osha had only reached for her water canteen. Water types need to hydrate too, after all! After sipping it down and clearing her throat, however, she got down to business. The Oshawott pushed her weight into the table and hoisted herself on top. \n\n\"Uhh, w-what are you doing, Osha?\" His voice wavered, sounding scared, perplexed and excited all at once. And certainly now mainly the last of the three as she slowly turned her rear to face him and gracefully lifted her tail.\n\n\"This,\" she sat her chubby rump down on the wood, \"is my 'fudge machine'.\"\n\nAs soon as the color flushed over his face, Ches felt his tapered pink soldier stand up at full attention. How could he [i]not[/i] get stiff with this unexpectedly intimate show that was seemingly about to begin?\n\nOsha rocked her furry flanks back and forth into the table. Her lips were plump and pronounced, and right above them sat a deep, clean, seashell-green tailhole, its wrinkles even more mesmerizing than her privates below. Oh boy, he was definitely leaking...\n\n\"And it looks like you're excited to see it work!\" The mischievous Oshawott glanced over her shoulder and down at her Chespin friend's stiffy. He used the cone to cover up, but quickly realized that he'd probably need to hold it out like Osha said for this to work.\n\n\"S-Sorry...\"\n\n\"Don't be! Many of my customers get that way when I'm ready to make my fudge,\" she turned her head back to face away and grabbed onto her butt cheeks with both paws. \"Make sure you've got that cone handy. I'm gonna start.\"\n\nShe spread her plush cushions apart and pushed lightly, and what happened next quelled the last doubts Ches had about how exactly Osha made her 'fudge'.\n\n[i]pfffrt~[/i]\n\nThe showy Oshawott's hole buzzed out a clean-cut puff of air right into her waiting customer's face. Ches went even redder and cautiously inhaled, delighted to find that the aroma of chocolate had overtaken his senses. And the oven was only getting heated up.\n\nThe rich, brown tip of Osha's first loaf poked from her exit and graced her audience with its subtle puffs and pops around the edges. [i]She's still looking away! Maybe she won't see if I...[/i] the Chespin's mind raced before his throbbing tree twig gave his body the final push he needed to lean his nose a little closer.\n\n\"[i]Snfffffff![/i] ...hahhh...\"\n\n\"Y'know, you can just [i]tell[/i] me that you like the smell,\" Osha quipped over her shoulder and grinned.\n\n\"--EEP! I'm sorry!\"\n\n\"You've gotta stop apologizing! You wanted some--nnnfh--hot fudge, right?\" she asked warmly, giving a light grunt as her chocolate-flavored treat's tip touched the cone.\n\nChes could begin to feel the weight of what she was pushing out. He noticed that his little arms were shaking in excitement before answering her. \"O-Of course! I just didn't know if you might've wanted a little...privacy?\"\n\n\"Of course not! I've gotta show my customers how the sausage--er, fudge in this case--is made~!\" she explained as the dark base hung off the side of the cone and the rest began to coil on its rim.\n\nChes's naughty mind wandered to theories of how he could rub himself now that both of his paws were busy supporting the cone that was only getting heavier by the second. He figured he'd just have to wait and focus on the show in front of him. The Oshawott's hot fudge maintained its beautiful shape and coiled even higher on the cone with only a few minor points of breakage.\n\n\"Hey Che-es?\"\n\nOsha's words brought the flustered Chespin out of his deep, deep trance. \"Yeah!\"\n\n\"Hehe, it's getting pretty tall, right?\" she looked back and gave the cutest smile and blush he'd ever seen in his short life.\n\n\"...Uh-huh...\"\n\n\"I'm gonna finish up here, then. I can feel the last of this flavor making its way out.\" True to her word, the Oshawott's log got a bit lighter before, with a skill she had likely trained herself countless times to master, she lightly clenched her hole and made a perfect little fudge tail on the tip of Ches's cone. \"Ahh, that always feels so good.\" Her aquatically colored hole winked further shut, and she turned around before hopping back down behind the counter.\n\n\"Wow, [i]you[/i] look like a happy customer! You'll probably have to take care of [i]that[/i] away from the stand, though,\" she winked and waved goodbye to the Chespin, who took his cue to skitter off with his prize and enjoy it to the fullest. \"And come back if you want seconds!\"\n\n\nAfter her first customer left, it wasn't long before Osha saw a pink figure waddling down the nearby path. She perked up, hoping this would be another Pokémon looking for one of her special confections. And lucky her, it was an Audino whose face lit up once she saw the sign above the Oshawott's head.\n\n\"Oh, perfect!\" She stepped up to the stand, almost seeming out of breath. \"I've been running my cafe all morning and I'm finally on my lunch break. Those Greedents sure were hungry...\"\n\n[i]So [b]that's[/b] where they went.[/i] \"Well, you came to the right place! And my fudge is discounted today,\" she worked her sales-ott magic. \n\n\"Goodie!\" Audino pulled a few coins from her pocket fur and set them on the table. \"And just to be sure, you make your treats the same way I do, right?\"\n\n\"And...that way would be?\"\n\n\"Y'know...with your butt.\" Despite pumping out loads of treats for her own customers, Audino was still a little modest about discussing the topic.\n\n\"How else would I get it to taste so delicious?\" Osha answered, not missing a beat. \"So, would you like a cup or a cone?\"\n\n\"Hmmm... I..... I can't decide,\" Audino began to fan herself with her paw.\n\n\"You look a little hot, there!\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" the Audino replied, \"I also just got done serving a party of Fennekins, and they had a little too much fun practicing their moves in the cafe. I'm still trying to cool down from all the heat.\"\n\n\"Hmmm, cool down? I think I can help with that,\" she winked and fished a cup out from under the table. The wood creaked as she climbed up top again and passed the cup to her paying customer. \"And for what I'm gonna make ya, I think I'll sit on my tail.\" Osha lowered herself to the edge of the table and let her flipperpaws hang off, using her tail to support her weight. \"Just hold the cup right under where it's gonna come out.\"\n\n\"Can do!\" The Audino assured cheerfully, eager to satiate her sweet tooth.\n\nOsha spread her legs and put her little paws on the table. Seeing Audino ready with the cup below her pooper, she gave a push and felt the warm, firm chocolate drop into her rectum. She pushed out a little fart, and Audino was quick to remark on the aroma.\n\n\"Mmmmm, is that...vanilla?\" she asked after getting a noseful.\n\n\"You're spot on! It's my next flavor, and it's perfect for the little concoction I'm fixin' to create.\" The tip of the beige-tinted, white log slid out in a similar fashion to her first log of the day, but her exit was a little more warmed up and allowed for the poop to glide out more easily. Its base touched to the bottom of the cup and began to coil, though Osha was making careful sure to leave an open space in the center.\n\n\"What do you eat to get different flavors? I like to experiment with poffins in my 'cooking'.\"\n\n\"Oh, I've got a friend who makes special candies. They make the fudge come out extra rich and flavorful! But I can't tell you the recipe. She won't even tell [i]me[/i],\" Osha answered, her butt still working to pump out the product.\n\nAudino could feel the heat of her deposit through the cup and went a bit red. Normally, she would stay in the kitchen to \"bake\" her treats, but this fudge-maker was doing it right out in the open. The Audino admired the little Oshawott's courage and passion. It coiled and coiled until it had finally reached the top. \n\n\"Ngh,\" Osha made a barely detectable grunt and stylishly finished this log as well, though she had a bit more of the vanilla flavor to spare. \"This is where the fun part comes in. Keep that cup ready! And maybe...move it up a little.\" The adorable Oshawott took a deep breath. Before she relaxed her bladder, however, she wanted to dampen Audino's worries.\n\n\"Don't worry. The 'cool down' part is about to come! I learned this trick from a Glaceon friend of mine. Watch closely...\"\n\nNot only was Osha seeming to relax her muscles down below, but she also looked to be charging up some kind of move. Suddenly, right between the cup and her blushing privates, a sphere of ice essence materialized.\n\n\"Wooooah,\" the Audino's jaw dropped wide open.\n\n\"Nn...aahhh...\" Osha sighed and unleashed her fizzy, yellow stream into its new home. The pink Pokémon carefully holding the cup watched in awe as the lemon-scented liquid passed through the ice sphere and was adorned with freezing crystals on its way out. She had a paw positioned on the bottom of the cup, and once the cold fluid made contact, she shuddered in delight. It was indeed ice cold, just like she wanted.\n\n\"That's amazing!\"\n\n\"Isn't it?\" she smiled and continued until the cup was just about filled up. With her incredible control, she brought her stream to a drip and ceased performing the all-important ice-type technique. \"Alright, miss! Your lemon cooler is all finished. Have a taste and tell me how you like it!\"\n\nAudino didn't need to be told twice to dig into her long awaited reward for a job well done. She opened her mouth and tipped the cup back, making sure to get both flavors for the full experience. And what an experience it was. The fudge was still quite warm from being inside hot ott until that point, but the cool, fizzy lemon soda pee complemented the sweetness and richness of the main portion with a light and refreshing feeling that only an ice cold drink could bring. She swallowed and had to restrain herself from having more right away.\n\n\"It's...I think it's perfect,\" she said, tears almost forming in her big, blue eyes. \"Do you think you can get me some of that candy?\"\n\nFeeling freshly gracious from the Audino's glowing review, Osha wanted to be generous.\n\n\"Here,\" she reached behind her seashell and pulled out two balls of hard candy, one pink and the other orange. \"They're on the house. But I'm gonna have to charge next time if you want more.\"\n\n\"Oh, thank you thank you!\" Audino carefully set her cup down and rushed around the stand to give the Oshawott a great, big hug. She did squeeze a little tightly, though.\n\n\"Hnnnngh! Th-Thank you, Audino!\" Luckily for her, the pink Pokémon let off and dropped her back down to the grass. \"I'll be back tomorrow for another, but make me a new flavor! I wanna see what you can do.\" She rounded the table once more and grabbed both the candies and her float. \"Thanks again.\"\n\nMoments later, her most appreciative customer of the day was back on the path and likely on her way to reopen the cafe for lunch. Osha figured she'd maybe stop by on one of her days off. For now, she would enjoy some candy. She needed to refuel, after all. And with such high praise from the Audino, it was possible that more customers would swing by this afternoon post-meal. Maybe she should eat a little more than usual...\n\nShe placed an \"On break. Be back soon~!\" sign in front of her \"Sale!\" notice and waddled into the trees. She could've sworn she heard a light whimpering and huffing a few meters away in some bushes. It sounded an awful lot like Ches's voice. She blushed and her mind flashed with images of the cute critter rubbing himself to the work of confectionery art she had produced only minutes earlier. \n\n\"Wow...healthy lil' guy, isn't he?\" she whispered under her breath. Osha politely made her way in the opposite direction, over to a tree she often liked to sit under and enjoy her breaks (and of course her candies). \n\nJust as she expected: no one sitting in her perfectly shaded spot. She made up the grass a little and sat her plump rear down. Osha always loved the feeling of the little blades tickling her special spot and her butthole. [i]Especially[/i] her butthole.\n\nNow settled in the grass, she opened up her shell and looked through her stash. [i]Hmmm...I know I've got a little vanilla left, then some peanut butter. Some fruitier flavors might be a good idea! Maybe mango...banana...strawberry...[/i] She pulled the three candies out, knowing that she usually only had three or four to refuel halfway through the morning. She remembered, however, that it might behoove her to eat a few more. [i]I should probably round it out with some classic flavors as well...pistachio, milk, chocolate, and...butterscotch![/i]\n\nFor those keeping track at home, that's seven Pokémon poop-enhancing candies that this small Oshawott is about to eat. And they don't just enhance the flavor. Each one of the candies expands to produce incredible amounts of fudge, considering its pocketable size. She popped a few of the fruity ones into her mouth and enjoyed their flavor for a few minutes before they were reduced to little pebbles of sugar.\n\n\"Mmmmm...and now for these guys,\" she picked up the remaining four and sucked all the flavor and goodness out that she could. Osha didn't know how, but after getting into her system, the flavors were always pretty good about staying separated. It was almost like the young Oshawott was born to make flavored fudge.\n\nAfter a few more minutes, she was all done with her candies and felt her belly give a satisfied rumble.\n\n\"Aaalllright, back to work!\" Osha rushed back to the stand, not wanting to miss any potential fudge enjoyers strolling by. Only, when she got there, she couldn't see a soul in sight. She waited a few minutes. Then, a few more minutes. The minutes eventually turned into hours, and before Osha knew it, the sun reached its peak and shone down on her fur.\n\n\"Seriously? [i]No[/i] one?\" She could feel the many candies she ate working away in her tummy. Anymon with a full belly and nothing to do would inevitably become drowsy. So, Osha lay down in the grass and drifted off into the spring breeze, letting the subtle sounds carry her away.\n\n\nUntil her belly woke her up. And just in time, too.\n\n\"Ohhh Arceus,\" she stood up, straightened her posture, and flipped both of her flipperpaws back to her booty. \"Soooo, so full...\" The weight in her rear brought with it a sincere urgency she hadn't normally experienced during her working hours; she was always a little more careful about just how much candy she'd eat in one sitting.\n\n[i]Pffpt![/i]\n\n\"Cone, cone, where's a cone?\" Osha urgently searched through her stock and pulled one out as quickly as she could. \"I normally don't have to hold it myself, but...\" The fresh-baked goods in her hind end were already pushing their way out. Turtleheading and forced to act fast, she leaned on her back and spread her legs, trying her best to position the cone right where it needed to be. Flat on her back, however, she couldn't see, so she sat up to look, which only encouraged her poop further. \n\nHer sensitive ring relaxed and her vanilla slid its way out and into the cone without much effort from its producer. It lightly tapered off and popped from Osha's exit with a little puff of air. Osha knew that the peanut butter would be next if she kept going, but this cone wasn't really looking up to her standard. She was usually proud of her swirls, but this one only filled the cone and topped it with a little kiss. The Oshawott had taken care of her most urgent evacuation, so she figured she'd have enough constitution to hold it until her next customer showed. Maybe she could just offer it to someone, or even eat it herself. \n\nSpeaking of which...\n\nJust in her peripheral, Osha caught sight of a small figure emerging from the tall grass. It was a Slurpuff, and the little guy was using his sharp nose to sniff out his next sweet to eat. And it looked like he'd been led to exactly the right place.\n\nShe quickly stood up and made her fur presentable. \"Hey there!\" Osha called out with a hint of strain in her voice. \"You lookin' for some fresh hot fudge?\"\n\nTongue already hanging out and visibly salivating, he waddled up to the front of the stand, his cute little boy bits also giving Osha a 'bit' of a show. Without a word, he nodded.\n\n\"Good! As it just so happens, I've got a fresh cone for you to have on the hou--\" The very moment she extended the cone of vanilla fudge to the Slurpuff, her paw became engulfed in his wet, warm, puppy maw. He devoured it in one bite.\n\n\"Mmmmmm...thanks for the free sample.\"\n\n[i]Oh boy. This one might be a tough customer[/i]. The Oshawott wiped her paw off on her fur and got herself ready.\n\n\"Uh...I take it you'd like some more, then?\" She maintained her composure and tried to look at the bright side; there was a loooot of poop in her butt just begging to get pushed out.\n\n\"That's right! I'm Mitzu, nice to meetcha!\"\n\n[i]At least he introduced himself...[/i] \"I'm Osha! It's nice to meet you too. I can get you a cup or a cone if you'd like more.\"\n\n\"Actually...\" Mitzu reached behind his back and pulled out (from Arceus knows where) a comically large bowl. \"I was hoping that I could get [i]this[/i] filled.\"\n\nOsha's eyes widened. Never before had a Pokémon brought their own container, and she was about to turn him away for having the gall to bring something so massive. Her tune changed, however, when the eager Slurpuff plopped a giant sack of coins on the table. \"And here's the payment.\"\n\n\"Where do you keep these things?!\"\n\nBefore he could answer, Osha's belly rumbled at an ominous volume.\n\n\"Uh, could you put that bowl down in front of the stand?\" She squeezed out her words as she climbed onto the table. \"I've gotta--er, I'm gonna start now.\"\n\nAs if her bowels were taunting her, a loud poot punctuated her statement.\n\n\"Be my guest!\" The Slurpuff set the giant vessel in the grass and took his position. He peered over the edge of the bowl, standing on his tippy-toes and licking his lips as the chef stepped up and turned her rear toward the dish.\n\n\"Was there a particular flavor you wanted? I have some peanut butter coming out fir--\"\n\n\"ALL of them! Please.\"\n\n[i]Well, he certainly paid for all of them,[/i] Osha reasoned and lifted her tail to reveal her most private production areas. This was going to be [i]big[/i].\n\n\"Comin' right up!\"\n\n[i]FBBrrpt![/i]\n\nOsha loosened her muscles downstairs and allowed for the fudge to start pumping. The light-brown tip of her first flavor poked free and descended with aromatic, creamy crackles. The earthy color reflected in the Slurpuff's eyes as he inhaled deeply, taking in his second Osha-scent of the day. It looked like it must've been heavenly for the small Oshawott to push out such a substantial log. And surprise, surprise, it [i]was[/i] heavenly.\n\n\"Ohhh...mmm...\" Osha released her inhibitions and sighed quite audibly. It might've been a little embarrassing that she was about to have an accident in front of one of her customers, but she couldn't deny the blissful feeling of moving all the fudge waiting in her body along to the exit. Without so much as a crack, the peanut butter transitioned into the first of the Oshawott's fruity flavors, mango.\n\n\"Wow!\" Mitzu spoke up. \"Your logs are huge for an Oshawott! Maybe even the biggest I've ever seen.\"\n\nOsha was flattered, but this was no time to lose focus on what would definitely turn out to be the biggest order she'd ever taken. She sunk her weight a little lower, which quickened the pace of her fresh loaves gliding out of her most sensitive spot.\n\n\"Thhhank you,\" she managed to say and maintain her consistent flow. The mango flavor coiled above the peanut butter and outward to fill the bowl. Osha was consciously moving her bottom in circles so as to get an even distribution, a challenge that would've been more welcome were she not currently overwhelmed by the contents of said big, blue butt. \n\nSoon enough, the mango turned into banana, and the pace only quickened from there. Osha was relaxing her body so much, in fact, that she started to piddle a bit of lemon soda onto the ice cream, dressing it like a fizzy glaze.\n\n\"Uhhh...is it a float, too?\" Mitzu chimed in, seemingly a little more excited about the fudge than the soda.\n\n\"Oops! S-Sorry about that,\" the flustered Oshawott took a moment to regain her composure. \"We'll consider that an extra--nnngh--topping!\"\n\nOsha stopped her tinkling and focused again on her pooping. She certainly had a lot more of it to get through...\n\nAlthough it broke off slightly between the banana and the strawberry, her log continued at an amazing pace. She was still making the effort to swirl her fudge evenly, and with perfect timing, the pink treat thinned to a tasty tip before--\n\n[i]Frrr[b]PPPRT![/b][/i]\n\nOsha's face went a little red after that one. She looked back and saw that she had already filled the bowl to the rim. There was more space on top, sure, but that was already a loooot of hot fudge. How much could this little Slurpuff need?\n\n\"More!\"\n\nMore, apparently!\n\n\"Alright,\" Osha said, now plopping her furry rear end down on the table to relax her tired footflippers. \"I'll top you off since I didn't mean to uh, leak into the fudge. That and you paid well. I [i]am[/i] gonna need you to move the bowl around, though. Or don't; I think I'm not gonna worry too much anymore about presentation with this one.\"\n\n\"Roger that!\" The Slurpuff nodded along (the only words he heard were 'I'll top you off').\n\nIf she was doing her math right, she was already about halfway through her current fudge supply. Was this tiny guy really going to clean her out for the day? She would've loved to sit there and worry, but her bowels ended up deciding the course of events as she felt her rectum swell once more.\n\n\"Hnnnn!\" Osha drew upon the extra strength she gained from resting and gave a good, hardy push. A bright green log, looking a bit softer than the first few, breached her elastic tailhole and touched the banana fudge in the bowl. Mitzu grabbed on with his paws and rotated the massive bowl like Osha had suggested. It was pretty tiring, though, and after realizing that he'd rather focus on the exhibition the adorable Oshawott was giving, he stopped and decided to watch with his arms leaned over the edge instead.\n\nInterestingly enough, Osha's noticeably warmer fudge was starting to come out so quickly that it reached the other side of the bowl anyway. A quick glance back and she saw that the pistachio had already been phased out for the milk flavor, the bright, clean white standing out in the corner of her eye. And it was coiling well enough to where she could probably just push out the rest without much worry.\n\nThe remainder of the milk flavor squeezed out with a symphony of airy wisps.\n\n\"Is that one vanilla too, or--\"\n\n\"--it's m-milk.\" She grunted out maybe a little too forcefully, but the Slurpuff [i]was[/i] asking all these questions while she was trying to concentrate. \"Hahh...sorry. Next is butterscotch, and then my last flavor is original chocolate. Are you [i]sure[/i] that you want it all?\"\n\n\"Uh-huh!\" Mitzu grinned nice and wide.\n\n\"Alright, let's finish up, then,\" Osha said. Her log had slowed down while she was talking, but it sped up again and continued to stretch her fairly wide for how late in her dump this was. The Oshawott's fudge was still as dense and flavorful as ever.\n\nHer milk log almost broke from the butterscotch one following right behind, but she was pushing so passionately that it sped up and stayed connected. [i]Maybe this won't turn out to be so bad-looking,[/i] she hoped. Osha gripped onto the edge of the wood with her paws, curling the tips of her flipperfeet from the intense focus. Her tail twitched, and she began to put on her grand finale.\n\nThe butterscotch, for some reason or another, was taking longer to finish up. The sensitive cavern above her furry beaver continued to churn out fresh logs like a machine in a candy factory. \n\nMitzu was pretty impressed by what he was seeing. Not only did this Oshawott have the heftiest loaves he'd seen from one of her kind, but she also had the volume to match! Finally, the butterscotch changed over to chocolate, and Osha was still holding her breath to push out her last candy cables.\n\n[b][i]pff[/i][/b]\n\n[b][i]ssppp[/i][/b]\n\nHer rear chose to save its loudest minor emissions for the very end, it seemed, right in character. Mitzu carefully positioned the bowl (which now required [i]much[/i] more effort) to catch the rest. The thick mass of chocolate fudge slid out with a tingling sensation Osha often tried to get with her dumps, but could never perfectly replicate. She inhaled and shivered with pleasure, but made sure to continue her pushing. She wasn't done just yet.\n\nSimilarly to the butterscotch, there was more chocolate than she expected. Nothing like a good, real, final push to get it all out, right? She clenched her flipperpaws and took one more deep breath, holding it tight. \n\n[i]Pfffpp.[/i]\n\n[b]fssssstpss...[/b]\n\nThe very last brownies baking in Osha's overworked oven greeted the Slurpuff watching closely with plenty of embarrassing noises and sweet scents, which helped to maintain the Oshawott's blush. Finally, she could feel the last units on her production line making their way to the delivery point. The little Pokémon must've pushed on her last deposit for a full five seconds before it simply fell out of her open hole, no clenching necessary. \n\n\"Woooah,\" Mitzu whispered, now presented with an even more interesting view. Osha's tired exit, now looking more like an entrance, gaped open and vibrated lightly as some post-poop thunder rolled out.\n\n[i]Ppfwwworp![/i]\n\nAnd then her hole winked back shut, just as clean as when she started. \n\n\"Oh...my Arceus.\" Osha slumped over the other side of the stand and walked around to see just how her biggest order ever turned out. Well, she [i]was[/i] about to admire it, but Mitzu was already stuffing his face deep into her freshly-made dessert. \"Well I don't know what I expected...\" She was a little down that she didn't get to see it in its full glory, but the bowl was still piled pretty high despite how much Mitzu was wolfing down. She felt a warm sense of pride knowing that she had made everything he was slurping down with love.\n\nAt this point, Osha was fully cleaned out. Even if she ate more candy, it would be a while before she could poop again. Not to mention, she felt she'd had enough number two for one day. The Oshawott thanked Mitzu again for the generous payment and started to pack up the stand.\n\nIf only a certain Chespin with sticky, white globs in his fur wasn't ready at last to approach with an impossible request...\n\n\"Hey, Osha! You think I could get seconds?\"",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>It was springtime. The Butterfrees drifted effortlessly through the breeze, just over a little Oshawott who seemed to be setting up some kind of wooden stand in the middle of the grass.<br /><br />She wiped her forehead with the back of her paw and gave a sigh of relief.<br /><br />&quot;Hah, finally! The sign <em>really</em> didn&#039;t want to go up this morning.&quot; Osha, as she was affectionately referred to by her pals, looked upon her quaint booth:<br /><br /><strong>Hot Fudge!</strong><br /><br />It was almost ready to go. There was just one thing missing...<br /><br />&quot;Ah, that&#039;s right!&quot; Osha stepped around to the back of the structure and pulled out a little card that said <strong>Sale!</strong>. &quot;Hopefully this&#039;ll bring in those stingy Greedents who turned me down last time.&quot;<br /><br />Another flock of Pok&eacute;mon, this time Starlies, flew just past the front of the stand and reminded Osha that she&#039;d probably be wise to keep her voice down. Thankfully, her time left to dawdle in thought was short-lived.<br /><br />&quot;Osha? Is that you?&quot;<br /><br />Out from the bushes a few meters to her right popped a chipper-looking Chespin. <br /><br />&quot;Oh, hey Ches! Come on over,&quot; she gestured kindly. <br /><br />He made his way to the front of the stand, where the big sign caught his eye.<br /><br />&quot;Hot...fudge? Osha, I didn&#039;t know you had a bake stand like this!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Sorry I didn&#039;t say anything, Ches. I tend to hold off on telling other Pok&eacute;mon since my treats are...well, maybe you could call them an <em>acquired</em> taste?&quot;<br /><br />Osha was being awfully modest. Each and every one of her paying customers always left more than satisfied after a cup or cone of her fresh, hot fudge.<br /><br />&quot;Aw, c&#039;mon! I&#039;m sure they&#039;re great!&quot; He smiled and pulled a few coins out from his fur. &quot;So...you&#039;re doing hot fudge today?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Actually, I do hot fudge every day,&quot; she blushed a little. &quot;It&#039;s my specialty.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;It should be extra delicious, then! Did you make the ice cream yourself, too?&quot; Ches asked, trying to think where the heck she&#039;d keep it cold.<br /><br />&quot;Well...you&#039;ll see. I suppose it&#039;s not your traditional hot fudge,&quot; explained the Oshawott. &quot;It&#039;s kind of an all-in-one experience. But don&#039;t worry about that. All you&#039;ve gotta tell me is whether you want a cup or a cone.&quot;<br /><br />Ches seemed confused, but he went along with what she was saying. He&#039;d be lying if he said he didn&#039;t have a minorly huge crush on her. &quot;S-Sure! Let&#039;s do...umm...a cone!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Alright, then!&quot; Osha dug beneath the stand and pulled out a cake cone, inspecting it before offering it to the now more nervous Chespin. &quot;I need ya to stand close to the booth and hold this out for me.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Huh?&quot; He grabbed it but was unsure exactly what she meant.<br /><br />&quot;Time to get the fudge machine up and running again!&quot; Osha reached down again, and Ches wondered how in the world she managed to procure a &#039;fudge machine&#039;. Was she teamed up with a kitchen Rotom working below the table? Just how sophisticated was this operation of hers?!<br /><br />It wasn&#039;t long before Ches found out. First of all, Osha had only reached for her water canteen. Water types need to hydrate too, after all! After sipping it down and clearing her throat, however, she got down to business. The Oshawott pushed her weight into the table and hoisted herself on top. <br /><br />&quot;Uhh, w-what are you doing, Osha?&quot; His voice wavered, sounding scared, perplexed and excited all at once. And certainly now mainly the last of the three as she slowly turned her rear to face him and gracefully lifted her tail.<br /><br />&quot;This,&quot; she sat her chubby rump down on the wood, &quot;is my &#039;fudge machine&#039;.&quot;<br /><br />As soon as the color flushed over his face, Ches felt his tapered pink soldier stand up at full attention. How could he <em>not</em> get stiff with this unexpectedly intimate show that was seemingly about to begin?<br /><br />Osha rocked her furry flanks back and forth into the table. Her lips were plump and pronounced, and right above them sat a deep, clean, seashell-green tailhole, its wrinkles even more mesmerizing than her privates below. Oh boy, he was definitely leaking...<br /><br />&quot;And it looks like you&#039;re excited to see it work!&quot; The mischievous Oshawott glanced over her shoulder and down at her Chespin friend&#039;s stiffy. He used the cone to cover up, but quickly realized that he&#039;d probably need to hold it out like Osha said for this to work.<br /><br />&quot;S-Sorry...&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Don&#039;t be! Many of my customers get that way when I&#039;m ready to make my fudge,&quot; she turned her head back to face away and grabbed onto her butt cheeks with both paws. &quot;Make sure you&#039;ve got that cone handy. I&#039;m gonna start.&quot;<br /><br />She spread her plush cushions apart and pushed lightly, and what happened next quelled the last doubts Ches had about how exactly Osha made her &#039;fudge&#039;.<br /><br /><em>pfffrt~</em><br /><br />The showy Oshawott&#039;s hole buzzed out a clean-cut puff of air right into her waiting customer&#039;s face. Ches went even redder and cautiously inhaled, delighted to find that the aroma of chocolate had overtaken his senses. And the oven was only getting heated up.<br /><br />The rich, brown tip of Osha&#039;s first loaf poked from her exit and graced her audience with its subtle puffs and pops around the edges. <em>She&#039;s still looking away! Maybe she won&#039;t see if I...</em> the Chespin&#039;s mind raced before his throbbing tree twig gave his body the final push he needed to lean his nose a little closer.<br /><br />&quot;<em>Snfffffff!</em> ...hahhh...&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Y&#039;know, you can just <em>tell</em> me that you like the smell,&quot; Osha quipped over her shoulder and grinned.<br /><br />&quot;--EEP! I&#039;m sorry!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;You&#039;ve gotta stop apologizing! You wanted some--nnnfh--hot fudge, right?&quot; she asked warmly, giving a light grunt as her chocolate-flavored treat&#039;s tip touched the cone.<br /><br />Ches could begin to feel the weight of what she was pushing out. He noticed that his little arms were shaking in excitement before answering her. &quot;O-Of course! I just didn&#039;t know if you might&#039;ve wanted a little...privacy?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Of course not! I&#039;ve gotta show my customers how the sausage--er, fudge in this case--is made~!&quot; she explained as the dark base hung off the side of the cone and the rest began to coil on its rim.<br /><br />Ches&#039;s naughty mind wandered to theories of how he could rub himself now that both of his paws were busy supporting the cone that was only getting heavier by the second. He figured he&#039;d just have to wait and focus on the show in front of him. The Oshawott&#039;s hot fudge maintained its beautiful shape and coiled even higher on the cone with only a few minor points of breakage.<br /><br />&quot;Hey Che-es?&quot;<br /><br />Osha&#039;s words brought the flustered Chespin out of his deep, deep trance. &quot;Yeah!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Hehe, it&#039;s getting pretty tall, right?&quot; she looked back and gave the cutest smile and blush he&#039;d ever seen in his short life.<br /><br />&quot;...Uh-huh...&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I&#039;m gonna finish up here, then. I can feel the last of this flavor making its way out.&quot; True to her word, the Oshawott&#039;s log got a bit lighter before, with a skill she had likely trained herself countless times to master, she lightly clenched her hole and made a perfect little fudge tail on the tip of Ches&#039;s cone. &quot;Ahh, that always feels so good.&quot; Her aquatically colored hole winked further shut, and she turned around before hopping back down behind the counter.<br /><br />&quot;Wow, <em>you</em> look like a happy customer! You&#039;ll probably have to take care of <em>that</em> away from the stand, though,&quot; she winked and waved goodbye to the Chespin, who took his cue to skitter off with his prize and enjoy it to the fullest. &quot;And come back if you want seconds!&quot;<br /><br /><br />After her first customer left, it wasn&#039;t long before Osha saw a pink figure waddling down the nearby path. She perked up, hoping this would be another Pok&eacute;mon looking for one of her special confections. And lucky her, it was an Audino whose face lit up once she saw the sign above the Oshawott&#039;s head.<br /><br />&quot;Oh, perfect!&quot; She stepped up to the stand, almost seeming out of breath. &quot;I&#039;ve been running my cafe all morning and I&#039;m finally on my lunch break. Those Greedents sure were hungry...&quot;<br /><br /><em>So <strong>that&#039;s</strong> where they went.</em> &quot;Well, you came to the right place! And my fudge is discounted today,&quot; she worked her sales-ott magic. <br /><br />&quot;Goodie!&quot; Audino pulled a few coins from her pocket fur and set them on the table. &quot;And just to be sure, you make your treats the same way I do, right?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;And...that way would be?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Y&#039;know...with your butt.&quot; Despite pumping out loads of treats for her own customers, Audino was still a little modest about discussing the topic.<br /><br />&quot;How else would I get it to taste so delicious?&quot; Osha answered, not missing a beat. &quot;So, would you like a cup or a cone?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Hmmm... I..... I can&#039;t decide,&quot; Audino began to fan herself with her paw.<br /><br />&quot;You look a little hot, there!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Yeah,&quot; the Audino replied, &quot;I also just got done serving a party of Fennekins, and they had a little too much fun practicing their moves in the cafe. I&#039;m still trying to cool down from all the heat.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Hmmm, cool down? I think I can help with that,&quot; she winked and fished a cup out from under the table. The wood creaked as she climbed up top again and passed the cup to her paying customer. &quot;And for what I&#039;m gonna make ya, I think I&#039;ll sit on my tail.&quot; Osha lowered herself to the edge of the table and let her flipperpaws hang off, using her tail to support her weight. &quot;Just hold the cup right under where it&#039;s gonna come out.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Can do!&quot; The Audino assured cheerfully, eager to satiate her sweet tooth.<br /><br />Osha spread her legs and put her little paws on the table. Seeing Audino ready with the cup below her pooper, she gave a push and felt the warm, firm chocolate drop into her rectum. She pushed out a little fart, and Audino was quick to remark on the aroma.<br /><br />&quot;Mmmmm, is that...vanilla?&quot; she asked after getting a noseful.<br /><br />&quot;You&#039;re spot on! It&#039;s my next flavor, and it&#039;s perfect for the little concoction I&#039;m fixin&#039; to create.&quot; The tip of the beige-tinted, white log slid out in a similar fashion to her first log of the day, but her exit was a little more warmed up and allowed for the poop to glide out more easily. Its base touched to the bottom of the cup and began to coil, though Osha was making careful sure to leave an open space in the center.<br /><br />&quot;What do you eat to get different flavors? I like to experiment with poffins in my &#039;cooking&#039;.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Oh, I&#039;ve got a friend who makes special candies. They make the fudge come out extra rich and flavorful! But I can&#039;t tell you the recipe. She won&#039;t even tell <em>me</em>,&quot; Osha answered, her butt still working to pump out the product.<br /><br />Audino could feel the heat of her deposit through the cup and went a bit red. Normally, she would stay in the kitchen to &quot;bake&quot; her treats, but this fudge-maker was doing it right out in the open. The Audino admired the little Oshawott&#039;s courage and passion. It coiled and coiled until it had finally reached the top. <br /><br />&quot;Ngh,&quot; Osha made a barely detectable grunt and stylishly finished this log as well, though she had a bit more of the vanilla flavor to spare. &quot;This is where the fun part comes in. Keep that cup ready! And maybe...move it up a little.&quot; The adorable Oshawott took a deep breath. Before she relaxed her bladder, however, she wanted to dampen Audino&#039;s worries.<br /><br />&quot;Don&#039;t worry. The &#039;cool down&#039; part is about to come! I learned this trick from a Glaceon friend of mine. Watch closely...&quot;<br /><br />Not only was Osha seeming to relax her muscles down below, but she also looked to be charging up some kind of move. Suddenly, right between the cup and her blushing privates, a sphere of ice essence materialized.<br /><br />&quot;Wooooah,&quot; the Audino&#039;s jaw dropped wide open.<br /><br />&quot;Nn...aahhh...&quot; Osha sighed and unleashed her fizzy, yellow stream into its new home. The pink Pok&eacute;mon carefully holding the cup watched in awe as the lemon-scented liquid passed through the ice sphere and was adorned with freezing crystals on its way out. She had a paw positioned on the bottom of the cup, and once the cold fluid made contact, she shuddered in delight. It was indeed ice cold, just like she wanted.<br /><br />&quot;That&#039;s amazing!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Isn&#039;t it?&quot; she smiled and continued until the cup was just about filled up. With her incredible control, she brought her stream to a drip and ceased performing the all-important ice-type technique. &quot;Alright, miss! Your lemon cooler is all finished. Have a taste and tell me how you like it!&quot;<br /><br />Audino didn&#039;t need to be told twice to dig into her long awaited reward for a job well done. She opened her mouth and tipped the cup back, making sure to get both flavors for the full experience. And what an experience it was. The fudge was still quite warm from being inside hot ott until that point, but the cool, fizzy lemon soda pee complemented the sweetness and richness of the main portion with a light and refreshing feeling that only an ice cold drink could bring. She swallowed and had to restrain herself from having more right away.<br /><br />&quot;It&#039;s...I think it&#039;s perfect,&quot; she said, tears almost forming in her big, blue eyes. &quot;Do you think you can get me some of that candy?&quot;<br /><br />Feeling freshly gracious from the Audino&#039;s glowing review, Osha wanted to be generous.<br /><br />&quot;Here,&quot; she reached behind her seashell and pulled out two balls of hard candy, one pink and the other orange. &quot;They&#039;re on the house. But I&#039;m gonna have to charge next time if you want more.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Oh, thank you thank you!&quot; Audino carefully set her cup down and rushed around the stand to give the Oshawott a great, big hug. She did squeeze a little tightly, though.<br /><br />&quot;Hnnnngh! Th-Thank you, Audino!&quot; Luckily for her, the pink Pok&eacute;mon let off and dropped her back down to the grass. &quot;I&#039;ll be back tomorrow for another, but make me a new flavor! I wanna see what you can do.&quot; She rounded the table once more and grabbed both the candies and her float. &quot;Thanks again.&quot;<br /><br />Moments later, her most appreciative customer of the day was back on the path and likely on her way to reopen the cafe for lunch. Osha figured she&#039;d maybe stop by on one of her days off. For now, she would enjoy some candy. She needed to refuel, after all. And with such high praise from the Audino, it was possible that more customers would swing by this afternoon post-meal. Maybe she should eat a little more than usual...<br /><br />She placed an &quot;On break. Be back soon~!&quot; sign in front of her &quot;Sale!&quot; notice and waddled into the trees. She could&#039;ve sworn she heard a light whimpering and huffing a few meters away in some bushes. It sounded an awful lot like Ches&#039;s voice. She blushed and her mind flashed with images of the cute critter rubbing himself to the work of confectionery art she had produced only minutes earlier. <br /><br />&quot;Wow...healthy lil&#039; guy, isn&#039;t he?&quot; she whispered under her breath. Osha politely made her way in the opposite direction, over to a tree she often liked to sit under and enjoy her breaks (and of course her candies). <br /><br />Just as she expected: no one sitting in her perfectly shaded spot. She made up the grass a little and sat her plump rear down. Osha always loved the feeling of the little blades tickling her special spot and her butthole. <em>Especially</em> her butthole.<br /><br />Now settled in the grass, she opened up her shell and looked through her stash. <em>Hmmm...I know I&#039;ve got a little vanilla left, then some peanut butter. Some fruitier flavors might be a good idea! Maybe mango...banana...strawberry...</em> She pulled the three candies out, knowing that she usually only had three or four to refuel halfway through the morning. She remembered, however, that it might behoove her to eat a few more. <em>I should probably round it out with some classic flavors as well...pistachio, milk, chocolate, and...butterscotch!</em><br /><br />For those keeping track at home, that&#039;s seven Pok&eacute;mon poop-enhancing candies that this small Oshawott is about to eat. And they don&#039;t just enhance the flavor. Each one of the candies expands to produce incredible amounts of fudge, considering its pocketable size. She popped a few of the fruity ones into her mouth and enjoyed their flavor for a few minutes before they were reduced to little pebbles of sugar.<br /><br />&quot;Mmmmm...and now for these guys,&quot; she picked up the remaining four and sucked all the flavor and goodness out that she could. Osha didn&#039;t know how, but after getting into her system, the flavors were always pretty good about staying separated. It was almost like the young Oshawott was born to make flavored fudge.<br /><br />After a few more minutes, she was all done with her candies and felt her belly give a satisfied rumble.<br /><br />&quot;Aaalllright, back to work!&quot; Osha rushed back to the stand, not wanting to miss any potential fudge enjoyers strolling by. Only, when she got there, she couldn&#039;t see a soul in sight. She waited a few minutes. Then, a few more minutes. The minutes eventually turned into hours, and before Osha knew it, the sun reached its peak and shone down on her fur.<br /><br />&quot;Seriously? <em>No</em> one?&quot; She could feel the many candies she ate working away in her tummy. Anymon with a full belly and nothing to do would inevitably become drowsy. So, Osha lay down in the grass and drifted off into the spring breeze, letting the subtle sounds carry her away.<br /><br /><br />Until her belly woke her up. And just in time, too.<br /><br />&quot;Ohhh Arceus,&quot; she stood up, straightened her posture, and flipped both of her flipperpaws back to her booty. &quot;Soooo, so full...&quot; The weight in her rear brought with it a sincere urgency she hadn&#039;t normally experienced during her working hours; she was always a little more careful about just how much candy she&#039;d eat in one sitting.<br /><br /><em>Pffpt!</em><br /><br />&quot;Cone, cone, where&#039;s a cone?&quot; Osha urgently searched through her stock and pulled one out as quickly as she could. &quot;I normally don&#039;t have to hold it myself, but...&quot; The fresh-baked goods in her hind end were already pushing their way out. Turtleheading and forced to act fast, she leaned on her back and spread her legs, trying her best to position the cone right where it needed to be. Flat on her back, however, she couldn&#039;t see, so she sat up to look, which only encouraged her poop further. <br /><br />Her sensitive ring relaxed and her vanilla slid its way out and into the cone without much effort from its producer. It lightly tapered off and popped from Osha&#039;s exit with a little puff of air. Osha knew that the peanut butter would be next if she kept going, but this cone wasn&#039;t really looking up to her standard. She was usually proud of her swirls, but this one only filled the cone and topped it with a little kiss. The Oshawott had taken care of her most urgent evacuation, so she figured she&#039;d have enough constitution to hold it until her next customer showed. Maybe she could just offer it to someone, or even eat it herself. <br /><br />Speaking of which...<br /><br />Just in her peripheral, Osha caught sight of a small figure emerging from the tall grass. It was a Slurpuff, and the little guy was using his sharp nose to sniff out his next sweet to eat. And it looked like he&#039;d been led to exactly the right place.<br /><br />She quickly stood up and made her fur presentable. &quot;Hey there!&quot; Osha called out with a hint of strain in her voice. &quot;You lookin&#039; for some fresh hot fudge?&quot;<br /><br />Tongue already hanging out and visibly salivating, he waddled up to the front of the stand, his cute little boy bits also giving Osha a &#039;bit&#039; of a show. Without a word, he nodded.<br /><br />&quot;Good! As it just so happens, I&#039;ve got a fresh cone for you to have on the hou--&quot; The very moment she extended the cone of vanilla fudge to the Slurpuff, her paw became engulfed in his wet, warm, puppy maw. He devoured it in one bite.<br /><br />&quot;Mmmmmm...thanks for the free sample.&quot;<br /><br /><em>Oh boy. This one might be a tough customer</em>. The Oshawott wiped her paw off on her fur and got herself ready.<br /><br />&quot;Uh...I take it you&#039;d like some more, then?&quot; She maintained her composure and tried to look at the bright side; there was a loooot of poop in her butt just begging to get pushed out.<br /><br />&quot;That&#039;s right! I&#039;m Mitzu, nice to meetcha!&quot;<br /><br /><em>At least he introduced himself...</em> &quot;I&#039;m Osha! It&#039;s nice to meet you too. I can get you a cup or a cone if you&#039;d like more.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Actually...&quot; Mitzu reached behind his back and pulled out (from Arceus knows where) a comically large bowl. &quot;I was hoping that I could get <em>this</em> filled.&quot;<br /><br />Osha&#039;s eyes widened. Never before had a Pok&eacute;mon brought their own container, and she was about to turn him away for having the gall to bring something so massive. Her tune changed, however, when the eager Slurpuff plopped a giant sack of coins on the table. &quot;And here&#039;s the payment.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Where do you keep these things?!&quot;<br /><br />Before he could answer, Osha&#039;s belly rumbled at an ominous volume.<br /><br />&quot;Uh, could you put that bowl down in front of the stand?&quot; She squeezed out her words as she climbed onto the table. &quot;I&#039;ve gotta--er, I&#039;m gonna start now.&quot;<br /><br />As if her bowels were taunting her, a loud poot punctuated her statement.<br /><br />&quot;Be my guest!&quot; The Slurpuff set the giant vessel in the grass and took his position. He peered over the edge of the bowl, standing on his tippy-toes and licking his lips as the chef stepped up and turned her rear toward the dish.<br /><br />&quot;Was there a particular flavor you wanted? I have some peanut butter coming out fir--&quot;<br /><br />&quot;ALL of them! Please.&quot;<br /><br /><em>Well, he certainly paid for all of them,</em> Osha reasoned and lifted her tail to reveal her most private production areas. This was going to be <em>big</em>.<br /><br />&quot;Comin&#039; right up!&quot;<br /><br /><em>FBBrrpt!</em><br /><br />Osha loosened her muscles downstairs and allowed for the fudge to start pumping. The light-brown tip of her first flavor poked free and descended with aromatic, creamy crackles. The earthy color reflected in the Slurpuff&#039;s eyes as he inhaled deeply, taking in his second Osha-scent of the day. It looked like it must&#039;ve been heavenly for the small Oshawott to push out such a substantial log. And surprise, surprise, it <em>was</em> heavenly.<br /><br />&quot;Ohhh...mmm...&quot; Osha released her inhibitions and sighed quite audibly. It might&#039;ve been a little embarrassing that she was about to have an accident in front of one of her customers, but she couldn&#039;t deny the blissful feeling of moving all the fudge waiting in her body along to the exit. Without so much as a crack, the peanut butter transitioned into the first of the Oshawott&#039;s fruity flavors, mango.<br /><br />&quot;Wow!&quot; Mitzu spoke up. &quot;Your logs are huge for an Oshawott! Maybe even the biggest I&#039;ve ever seen.&quot;<br /><br />Osha was flattered, but this was no time to lose focus on what would definitely turn out to be the biggest order she&#039;d ever taken. She sunk her weight a little lower, which quickened the pace of her fresh loaves gliding out of her most sensitive spot.<br /><br />&quot;Thhhank you,&quot; she managed to say and maintain her consistent flow. The mango flavor coiled above the peanut butter and outward to fill the bowl. Osha was consciously moving her bottom in circles so as to get an even distribution, a challenge that would&#039;ve been more welcome were she not currently overwhelmed by the contents of said big, blue butt. <br /><br />Soon enough, the mango turned into banana, and the pace only quickened from there. Osha was relaxing her body so much, in fact, that she started to piddle a bit of lemon soda onto the ice cream, dressing it like a fizzy glaze.<br /><br />&quot;Uhhh...is it a float, too?&quot; Mitzu chimed in, seemingly a little more excited about the fudge than the soda.<br /><br />&quot;Oops! S-Sorry about that,&quot; the flustered Oshawott took a moment to regain her composure. &quot;We&#039;ll consider that an extra--nnngh--topping!&quot;<br /><br />Osha stopped her tinkling and focused again on her pooping. She certainly had a lot more of it to get through...<br /><br />Although it broke off slightly between the banana and the strawberry, her log continued at an amazing pace. She was still making the effort to swirl her fudge evenly, and with perfect timing, the pink treat thinned to a tasty tip before--<br /><br /><em>Frrr<strong>PPPRT!</strong></em><br /><br />Osha&#039;s face went a little red after that one. She looked back and saw that she had already filled the bowl to the rim. There was more space on top, sure, but that was already a loooot of hot fudge. How much could this little Slurpuff need?<br /><br />&quot;More!&quot;<br /><br />More, apparently!<br /><br />&quot;Alright,&quot; Osha said, now plopping her furry rear end down on the table to relax her tired footflippers. &quot;I&#039;ll top you off since I didn&#039;t mean to uh, leak into the fudge. That and you paid well. I <em>am</em> gonna need you to move the bowl around, though. Or don&#039;t; I think I&#039;m not gonna worry too much anymore about presentation with this one.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Roger that!&quot; The Slurpuff nodded along (the only words he heard were &#039;I&#039;ll top you off&#039;).<br /><br />If she was doing her math right, she was already about halfway through her current fudge supply. Was this tiny guy really going to clean her out for the day? She would&#039;ve loved to sit there and worry, but her bowels ended up deciding the course of events as she felt her rectum swell once more.<br /><br />&quot;Hnnnn!&quot; Osha drew upon the extra strength she gained from resting and gave a good, hardy push. A bright green log, looking a bit softer than the first few, breached her elastic tailhole and touched the banana fudge in the bowl. Mitzu grabbed on with his paws and rotated the massive bowl like Osha had suggested. It was pretty tiring, though, and after realizing that he&#039;d rather focus on the exhibition the adorable Oshawott was giving, he stopped and decided to watch with his arms leaned over the edge instead.<br /><br />Interestingly enough, Osha&#039;s noticeably warmer fudge was starting to come out so quickly that it reached the other side of the bowl anyway. A quick glance back and she saw that the pistachio had already been phased out for the milk flavor, the bright, clean white standing out in the corner of her eye. And it was coiling well enough to where she could probably just push out the rest without much worry.<br /><br />The remainder of the milk flavor squeezed out with a symphony of airy wisps.<br /><br />&quot;Is that one vanilla too, or--&quot;<br /><br />&quot;--it&#039;s m-milk.&quot; She grunted out maybe a little too forcefully, but the Slurpuff <em>was</em> asking all these questions while she was trying to concentrate. &quot;Hahh...sorry. Next is butterscotch, and then my last flavor is original chocolate. Are you <em>sure</em> that you want it all?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Uh-huh!&quot; Mitzu grinned nice and wide.<br /><br />&quot;Alright, let&#039;s finish up, then,&quot; Osha said. Her log had slowed down while she was talking, but it sped up again and continued to stretch her fairly wide for how late in her dump this was. The Oshawott&#039;s fudge was still as dense and flavorful as ever.<br /><br />Her milk log almost broke from the butterscotch one following right behind, but she was pushing so passionately that it sped up and stayed connected. <em>Maybe this won&#039;t turn out to be so bad-looking,</em> she hoped. Osha gripped onto the edge of the wood with her paws, curling the tips of her flipperfeet from the intense focus. Her tail twitched, and she began to put on her grand finale.<br /><br />The butterscotch, for some reason or another, was taking longer to finish up. The sensitive cavern above her furry beaver continued to churn out fresh logs like a machine in a candy factory. <br /><br />Mitzu was pretty impressed by what he was seeing. Not only did this Oshawott have the heftiest loaves he&#039;d seen from one of her kind, but she also had the volume to match! Finally, the butterscotch changed over to chocolate, and Osha was still holding her breath to push out her last candy cables.<br /><br /><strong><em>pff</em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em>ssppp</em></strong><br /><br />Her rear chose to save its loudest minor emissions for the very end, it seemed, right in character. Mitzu carefully positioned the bowl (which now required <em>much</em> more effort) to catch the rest. The thick mass of chocolate fudge slid out with a tingling sensation Osha often tried to get with her dumps, but could never perfectly replicate. She inhaled and shivered with pleasure, but made sure to continue her pushing. She wasn&#039;t done just yet.<br /><br />Similarly to the butterscotch, there was more chocolate than she expected. Nothing like a good, real, final push to get it all out, right? She clenched her flipperpaws and took one more deep breath, holding it tight. <br /><br /><em>Pfffpp.</em><br /><br /><strong>fssssstpss...</strong><br /><br />The very last brownies baking in Osha&#039;s overworked oven greeted the Slurpuff watching closely with plenty of embarrassing noises and sweet scents, which helped to maintain the Oshawott&#039;s blush. Finally, she could feel the last units on her production line making their way to the delivery point. The little Pok&eacute;mon must&#039;ve pushed on her last deposit for a full five seconds before it simply fell out of her open hole, no clenching necessary. <br /><br />&quot;Woooah,&quot; Mitzu whispered, now presented with an even more interesting view. Osha&#039;s tired exit, now looking more like an entrance, gaped open and vibrated lightly as some post-poop thunder rolled out.<br /><br /><em>Ppfwwworp!</em><br /><br />And then her hole winked back shut, just as clean as when she started. <br /><br />&quot;Oh...my Arceus.&quot; Osha slumped over the other side of the stand and walked around to see just how her biggest order ever turned out. Well, she <em>was</em> about to admire it, but Mitzu was already stuffing his face deep into her freshly-made dessert. &quot;Well I don&#039;t know what I expected...&quot; She was a little down that she didn&#039;t get to see it in its full glory, but the bowl was still piled pretty high despite how much Mitzu was wolfing down. She felt a warm sense of pride knowing that she had made everything he was slurping down with love.<br /><br />At this point, Osha was fully cleaned out. Even if she ate more candy, it would be a while before she could poop again. Not to mention, she felt she&#039;d had enough number two for one day. The Oshawott thanked Mitzu again for the generous payment and started to pack up the stand.<br /><br />If only a certain Chespin with sticky, white globs in his fur wasn&#039;t ready at last to approach with an impossible request...<br /><br />&quot;Hey, Osha! You think I could get seconds?&quot;</span>",
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