Mark's situation

The stout boar adjusted his glasses as he scanned the isles of his local comic book store. Every sunday he would check in to buy some comics and maybe some cards.However the 4 cups of coffee he had signalled another reason to visit the comic store. The chubby boar could feel a large pressure building in his bladder knowing the effect coffee has on him he perhaps should have considered a less potent wake me up. He quickly grabbed 3 booster packs and briskly walked up to the cashier. "Hey mark!" The lanky iguana said as he scanned the items. "Oh hey Rob can I use your bathroom?" Mark said trying to keep himself calm."Yeah it's just up the stairs you remember the code right." The iguana said as he pointed upstairs. 

Mark nodded as he walked up the stairs feeling his need to pee worsen with every step finally he made it to the bathroom door. He frantically punched the keys in screwing up a few times *buzz* "fuck!"Mark said under his breath as his knees started to buckle. He had to fight off every instinct just to kick down the door and finally after a few tries with the key pad the door opened. He frantically unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick stubby uncut dick. The very second his penis was free a torrent of urine splashed into the toilet bowl. Mark felt a shiver of relief trickle up his spine as the torrent continued for a solid 40 seconds he let out a loud sigh of pleasure as the stream started to die down. Mark let out a long dry fart feeling much lighter he shook his penis to get the few little droplets of urine out. 

Mark flushed the toilet and zipped up his pants. As mark headed down stairs he waved to his iguana friend. "haha I could hear that from upstairs don't scare my customers away now!" Rob said as he waved to his friend. Mark left the comic store feeling a pressure in his lower bowels remembering that the last time he used the comic store's toilet he clogged it and flooded the upper floor he needed to go home to do number two. Convinced he could hold it for about 5 blocks he started his journey home. As he passed the various crosswalks and parks his urge to dump started to grow stronger. There was a part of him that secretly enjoyed the thought of taking a dump outside but he never tried it because of his fear of getting in trouble.His stomach began to tremble and gurgle as a long fart escaped his checks *ppppfffftttt* Mark felt his bowls acing the idea of him just dumping in the alley way was getting more difficult to shake off. 

When he was just four 2 blocks away from his house his stomach gurgled even harder indicating the urge to shit was even worse he need to find a place to go immediately or risk shitting his pants. HIs ass let out a final warning in the form of a loud shart *splupppt* "Oh Fuck! no common!" Mark wined as he wondered what would be worse shitting his pants or getting caught taking a dump. Mark quickly waddled off the street corner behind a dumpster by a local convince store. He figured the big green dumpster would provide him with the most privacy as a means to protect himself from getting caught.

Mark frantically unzipped hips pants and pulled down his grey shorts now sporting a particularly large brown skid mark. He squatted down his plump hairy ass near the brick wall of the convince store wall and grabbed onto the side of the dumpster for support. WIthin a few seconds Mark's tail hole opens up expelling a thick earthy brown load with the rough consistency of soft serve ice-cream. Mark felt his bowls emptying at an alarming rate the thick load beginning to coil under him. Mark began to huff as his tail hole cut the rope after what seemed like a foot of dung. The second load seemed to be a much lighter in colour and runnier as flowed much faster and more liquid than the first. Mark let out a sight of relief as his shit began to squirt out of his ass for a solid 5 minutes the pile looking massive and runny. Finally as his bowels evacuated all the waste he let out a loud sputtery fart.*pppppfffft!* 

Mark felt his body being much lighter as he reached into his hoodie pocket  he pulled out some kleenex and wiped his tail hole discarding the kleenex in the dumpster. The smell was horrible but Mark felt amazing after the dump as he turned around he plugged his nose and waved his hands. Pew! what the hell was in that coffee!? He said in a combination of amazement and disgust. The pile massive pile must have been over 5 pounds of shit all coiled up behind the dumpster. He knew he had to get out of there quickly realizing how pissed the convince store owners would be to pick the mess up. 

The feeling of relief kept with him a solid fifteen minutes after giving him enough time to make it home. After that he was going to open is booster pacs, take a shower and do some laundry.