CW: This has disposal in it. it will get a bit graphic. DO NOT read this if you are not into that.

"The worst? Hmm..." Chista sets the telegram down, rubbing a hand on her belly as she ponders the question. "When you shit as much as an ogre it's a little hard to pin down which one is the 'worst'."

.•𝑮𝒓𝑶𝒐𝒐𝒐𝑨𝒏∘˙○

Chista glances down at her belly feeling something pumping deep in her intestinal tract, it felt like a bit of bone, but it might have been some armor... a mystery for the plumber to solve. "Anything involving fur tends to be a little rough. It always gets stopped up somewhere along the line and that usually cascades into some nasty dumps as things get slowed down which can lead to some rot setting in. Though I wouldn't say those are the worst, they are definitely bad."

Chista drums her fingers on her belly as she mulls over which of the many monsterous shits she'd taken in the past might have been the worst. "Ah, I think the worst one was after I delt with a Goblin Warren. Now, this big gal has melted plenty of goblins." Chista gives her belly a few loving pats as it lets out a few ˚.• 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙧ps˚.•. "But when you stuff a dozen Goblins in the smelter there can be a few hiccups along the way. Especially when you have some greedy guts like mine!"

.•Glorgle∘˙○ Chista's gut objects to this gross mischaracterisation, but Chista dismissed it with a little squeeze. "Turns out one of those Goblins managed to get themselves wedged in my intestines, probably trying to wiggle their way out, which, as you may guess, didn't go according to their plan." Chista smirked rubbing over her belly as it rumbled. "However, that still meant I had to push a whole Goblin through my intestines which wasn't exactly fun, but wasn't as bad as it could have been either. At least until he got to the end."

"Turns out my intestines had managed to absorbe a bit of that Goblin, but not all of it. So had to squeeze a half-digested Goblin out with all the shit the rest of their warren had become. That was a little rough, smelt horrible to boot." Chista shakes her head, remembering the foul, deathly odor wafting from that outhouse. "I do not envy the poor soul who stumbled on that nightmare. I mean... sure my shits are bad, but you don't often see a mashed up Goblin looking back at you from the pills of shit." Chista sighed. "Yeah I think that's gotta be the worst one so far."