Title:           CMC Poop Contest Scootaloo Day 1 (SCAT)
Author:          ShitPissWritefag
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/fAdCR6th
First Edit:      Sunday 22nd of September 2013 12:33:55 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 22nd of September 2013 12:33:55 PM CDT

Scootaloo Day 1
 
>You hear something in your sleep, but you can’t tell what.
>All you want is to go back to sleep.
“Five more minutes, Mom…”
>The noise persists, and you mumble in your sleep. ”Mhhhmmm”
>You feel a pair of hooves on you back, and you feel a rotation.
>A sharp pain shoots up from your back, and you wake up instantly.
>You're on the floor.
>They pushed you off the bed!
”Ow! Okay, I’m up! Why so mean?”
>”Heh, sorry. Cmon lets go. We have school today.”
>You're still kinda miffed about it, but you put it to rest, and start to go about your morning routine.
>Applebloom is in the bathroom right now, and you have to wait until she gets out.
>Once inside, you urinate and brush your teeth.
>A small ritual, but it was yours.
>You're still very tired, and everything seems to be a blur.
>Next thing you know, your downstairs. And there's food in front of you!
>Digging in, you finally feel some energy, and you actually start to take in what's happening around you.
>Sweetie is pouring coffee, and she passes you a mug.
”Coffee?”
>“Trust me, it will help in the morning.”
>You watch sweetie drink hers, and you do the same.
>Ohgodittastesaweful.png
”Ack! What is this made out of? Burnt rocks?”
>“Oh right, sorry, I like mine strong. Here.”
>Sweetie Belle passes you the cream, you start to pour some into the cup.
>Your hooves slip and you accidently pour the entire carton of cream into the mug.
>you look to your friends, they don't seem to notice.
>You try to drink as quickly as possible.
>“Alright girls, if we’re going to do this, we need to do it right. I’ve thought of some rules we will need to follow.”
>Where is she going with this? I thought we set the rules yesterday.
”Okay… Shoot.”
>“First, we will drink at the same time, and pee at the same time.”
>Seems reasonable.
”Right, do you have a specific schedule in mind?” You say it sarcastically, but you doubt your friends pick up on it.
>“Alright, we eat breakfast at 8:30, lunch at 11:30, dinner at 5:45, and a snack at 9:00
”Wow. I didn’t expect you to actually have a time, Sweetie Belle.”
>“We can go to the bathroom at 8:15, 11:30, 6:00, and at 9:00.
For food, we have to finish what is on our plates, and drink however much is in our glass.
 
>Agreed?”
>You think about the times.
>Its up to 6 and a half hours at the longest time before you can use the bathroom.
 >You’ve lasted longer.
”…Fine, I agree.”
>”Ah agree as well”
>“Good, now lets go, my sister packed us some lunches.”
>You finish off your plate, and follow Sweetie Belle to the lunch bags.
………….
>You’re starting to feel the effects of the coffee.
>You almost feel hyper­aware of everything around you.
>Applebloom seems to share your reaction.
>As aware as you are, you find yourself surprised to see the school already in front of you. >You take your seat in class, and prepare yourself for the rest of the day.
>Class is boring, this room is boring.
>’PBBBBBB’
>What was that?
>Darting your head to the noise, you find yourself looking at Applebloom.
>Not wanting to make her think you’re staring, you move your face forward, but keep your eyes on her.
>You see applebloom shift in her seat.
>’Pbbbbbbbbbbbbb’
>Yep. She definitely did it.
>Applebloom looks embarrassed, you won’t say anything about it.
>The bell rings, and you see applebloom head to the bathroom towards the end of the class. >Checking the pressure inside, you decide to take this opportunity to use the bathroom.
>After bloom is inside, you lean against the wall, and wait.
>Theres a pressure on your bladder. The coffee went right through you.
>Applebloom seems to be taking a long time, and you find yourself hopping up and down because of it.
>Slowly the door opens, and you rush in.
>You don’t even bother to close the door all the way before you start to relieve yourself. ”Ahhhhhhhhh…”
>Oh that feels so good…
>It kinda stinks in here, but you barely notice as you continue your act.
>You finish up, and exit with a smile on your face.
>Applebloom is right outside the door, waiting for you.
>You didn’t close the door all the way, she probably heard.
>Panicking, you say the next thing on your mind.
”Where you the one who farted in class?”
>That was not what you wanted to say!
 
>“Uhhh, nope. Ah think it was Sweetie Belle.”
>you know she’s lying, but you can’t call her out on it.
>Instead you just start heading out the door, going to where Sweetie is.
>As soon as you see her, She speaks.
>“Did either of you fart in class?”
>”Nope, Scootaloo asked if I did it, and I thought you did.” Applebloom defends.
>“Huh. Well, I feel bad for the filly it happened to. It was loud.”
>Sweetie gets up and leaves, leaving Applebloom and yourself to eat in peace.
>You finish eating, and the bell rings.
>With the coffee out of your system, you are starting to feel really tired.
>When you sit down at your desk, you put your head down, and fall asleep.
>About 3 hours later, school is over, and you start crusading.
>Nothing on your flank yet, but that just meant that you weren't trying anything awesome enough! >Applebloom had invited you over for dinner and a sleepover, and you graciously took her up on your offer.
>It’s not like you hated your home, or your parents, its just… Nicer here.
>Does that make you a bad pony?
>Dinner was an apple salad, and an apple pie for dessert.
>You think you pigged out, but the girls ate the same, so all is okay.
>You go crusading for a bit, but it’s cut short by the sunset.
>You retreat inside, and find yourself waiting for the bathroom next to applebloom.
>“So, how’re you holding up?”
“Huh?”
>”Your bowels, how does it feel inside?”
”Oh uhh, It feels kinda normal.”
>“Normal?” she asks.
”Applebloom, the last crap I took was inside me for 3 days. I’m not nearly at my breaking point yet.
 
>It was true. You have no idea what you ate, but whatever it was, it did not want to come out.
“What about you? How are you holding up? I heard you in class today.”
>“You knew that was me?”
”Of course, I went to the bathroom after you and the entire room stunk!
You must’ve farted in there, unless….”
>She wouldn’t! She couldn't have!
>You stick your hoof into her gut, feeling around.
>”Hey wait! What are you doing?”
>You find the part you're looking for, a mass of digested food in her intestine.
”Feeling, and everything checks out. I was worried for a moment there that you had already lost.”
>The door opens, and Sweetie Belle walks out.
>you walk in, and after brushing you teeth and doing your business, you start to have some fun.
>You jab your hoof into your own gut, and try to feel your own creation.
>You look in the same spot Applebloom's was, and you start to feel.. Something.
>It's hard to tell with hooves, bu something is definitely there, waiting for you to add to it.
>This thought makes you happy for some reason, and you exit the bathroom with a smile on your face.
>You get into bed, feeling the internal pressure of your intestines, and fall asleep.
 
Other Day 1 Pones:
Applebloom: http://pastebin.com/HnhPpqT3
Sweetie Belle: http://pastebin.com/armq5JPB
 
Day 2: http://pastebin.com/kE09BSWh