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As the train slowly moved away from the platform, I felt a large rumble pass through my gut and I moaned loudly, causing my 5 year old daughter to look at me with concern.
I turned to her and smiled weakly. "Don't worry Kylie, I reckon we'll be able to make it in time" I grasped her hand firmly as we set off at a brisk pace.
I kept my demeanor positive and cheerful but on the inside I knew there was no way my bowels would hold out for the 30 minute walk home.
We didn't even get halfway before the abdominal pains became unbearable.
I sank to my knees and clutched my gut, groaning in pain.
Kylie put her arm around my neck and solemnly said "It's OK daddy, we can do it out here if you have to. I don't mind, I'll be careful."
"Are you sure, sweetheart?"
"I hate seeing you in pain daddy! Let's just get this over with."
I scanned my surroundings and recognised the small stream further up, and I knew that there were a couple of really big trees with tall, unkempt bushes nearby that would provide a good hiding spot. "Come on dear, I think there's a good spot up ahead."
Pain lanced through my intestine with every step. I knew I should have waited until I had heard some reviews about that new Asian restaurant. Kylie wanted to go there so badly though.
We reach the trees and I pick Kylie up under her armpits and lifted her over the bushes at the base and dropped her down into the small clearing inside, before forcing a way in for myself. It was nearly pitch-black inside.
I turned to my daughter as I began to unbuckle my belt. "I ate quite a bit, do you think you can handle it?"
"Don't worry daddy, I threw up in the toilets before we left the restaurant. I told you to have seconds for me, remember?"
"That's right. Give me a kiss sugar plum"
Kylie kissed me on the lips before sitting on her butt and watching me as I took off my jeans and underwear, laying them on the ground next to us. Kylie scooted underneath and tilted her face up. "I'm ready, dadda!"
I slowly lowered down to meet her face with my arse, and as I felt her nose glide between my buttcheeks a large fart escaped my bowels. The smell of rotting fish and questionable mystery-meat (Kylie had chosen for me something that had the english-translation deliberately censored, and a dark look had crossed the waiters face when Kylie had ordered it).
I felt her little nose scrape against my arsehole as she sniffed at it vigorously.
There was a small *click* and her hand appeared from under me, clutching a baby bottle that had been clipped to the waist of her jeans.
I unscrewed the lid and started to urinate into it, and relaxed as I felt her lips close around my hole.
I let out a couple of loud farts in quick succession, and grunted as I pushed, forcing the load towards her gaping mouth.
"Get ready baby!"
Several runny turds slid past my ring and onto her salivating tongue.
I felt her tongue licking my hole, indicating she was ready for more, so I heaved again, pushing out an explosive fart that came with a thick turd halfway.
Her hand grabbed my thigh, which was the signal for me to stop holding back, and I completely opened my bowels, feeling it pass by her lips in a constant stream that was only interrupted by a couple of explosive farts and a few solid chunks that she really had to chew to get down? After I had completely emptied my bowels I sat there for a bit while Kylie licked my crack clean. I had a couple of wet farts left, so I let them out when her flat tongue was passing by my sphincter.
"I hope that tasted good darling"
"Everything you make tastes good, dadda"
I screwed the lid back onto her bottle and passed it to her, and she drank my piss greedily.
After putting my pants back on I lifted her out of the enclave, then stepped over the bush myself.
We set off again, this time walking at a leisurely pace.
I felt lighter, cleaner inside, and I could see Kylie was happy from the way she was rubbing her tummy with one hand while the other held the baby bottle to her mouth as she slowly sucked on it.
"So, you deserve a reward after that, huh? I was thinking maybe you would like it if I let Mr Robinson sleep over tonight?"
Kylie gasped and turned to me. "Do you really mean it? Oh that would be fantastic daddy! Come here!" I brought my face down to her outstretched hand which pulled me in so that she could kiss me on the cheek.
Alright, I'll give him a ring now."
I flipped open the phone and clicked the speed-dial, and quickened my pace to keep up with Kylie as she went from a casual stroll to power-walking. I heard someone pick up on the other end and heard a pleasant, crisp Female voice answer.
"Mr Woodward, it is a pleasure to hear from you. Would you be liking Mr Robinson's company tonight?"
"Thank you my dear Margaret, that would be wonderful. Be sure to let him know that it will only be half-price, as this is more of a favour to Kylie than it is business."
"I'm sure Mr Robinson will be delighted to hear that. Does this mean that you will be having him until tomorrow morning?"
"If he has no problems with doing so, then that will make Kylie very happy indeed. Thanks again, Margaret"
"See you soon Mike"
When we arrived at our home Kylie raced into her room, and I could hear her rummaging through her walk-in wardrobe, obviously going through all of her little outfits, picking something out for Eddie, or Mr Robinson, or "Papa" as Kylie will call him once she gets into the zone. Just like how I go from "daddy" to "dadda".
I walked into the kitchen and turned the kettle on, then turned around and walked to the bathroom, where I knew Kylie would be.
She was brushing her teeth and mouth vigorously as I walked up behind her and slid my arms around her. She spat into the sink and leaned her small frame against me for a second, before stepping back and stripping down.
"Turn on the shower for me daddy!"
I turned it on and tested the water, before turning around and scooping her up, alternating between showering her face with kisses and blowing raspberries on her stomach, while she giggled and shrieked.
Then I left her alone to shower while I made myself a cup of tea.
Soon enough the doorbell was ringing and there was a stampede of feet as Kylie rushed off to answer it. I got up from the table and followed her out to the front....
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