Peeping Toms of Harmony

The second oldest camera of the bunch, Molecule, silently expressed his sympathies in the hopes that his brother could somehow sense them. It didn’t help that he had a much better location than that of his eldest sibling - inside of a relatively clean, white porcelain toilet. Molecule would also never have to worry about any unwanted occupants as there was only one pony who really lived here.

With the toilet lid already up, Molecule could see that the walls and ceiling of the bathroom had a nice light green color, providing what the camera felt was a simple, serene view. He noted from the lack of any blurriness in his vision that he was placed over the pool of water in the toilet, which could be subject to change upon the toilet eventually being flushed, but that was something to worry about later.

The sound of the bathroom door suddenly being burst open surprised the camera, having expecting Fluttershy, one of the most quiet ponies ever, to make a much more peaceful entrance. Molecule heard her whimper along with the door slamming shut and being locked.

“Ah… ahh… no….”

The panic in her usually soft voice indicated that the mare obviously had to relieve herself badly, which made Molecule feel a tingle in anticipation. A set of frantic hoofsteps marked Fluttershy’s fast approach, and the bathroom walls in the camera’s view were soon blocked by the mare’s pink tail, followed by her yellow rear. Molecule felt a surge of excitement as Fluttershy quickly slammed her butt onto the toilet seat, her soft round cheeks slightly spreading apart as her private bits were fully shown to the camera.

Fluttershy’s quivering anus puckered just a bit, and with a wet sounding fart, a thin stream of mushy and loose excrement began forcefully spurting out of her. “Ahhahhh- ow… ngghh…” the mare cried out in pain, and Molecule saw brown drops appear the sides of the bowl as the result of her semisolid waste noisily splashing the water. The camera didn’t know whether it was because she caught a stomach virus, ate something bad, or took a laxative, but it became clear that Fluttershy had diarrhea, which Molecule also didn’t expect. It came with constant pockets of gas bursting out of her in sharp, painful sounding farts, and the camera felt it only served to make her bowel movement even worse.

Pft pfrt prft prtfrt

“I-it huuuuuurts…!” the pegasus moaned as she squirmed on the toilet, evident by her buttocks which shifted a little above the browning water. Her diarrhea continued shooting into the bowl, but her movements caused some of it to splatter the sides of the bowl, barely missing Molecule by a few inches.

Several seconds of this passed, which must have felt like several minutes to Fluttershy. However, her watery stool was interrupted by her anus which suddenly closed shut, a brown stain gathering around the rim. The toilet bowl became silent, and Molecule saw her cheeks tremble as the mare took a few deep breaths before letting out a soft grunt.

“Nghh... hah… hah…”

Her dirtied anus poked forward, but nothing happened, and it started to gradually contract. Molecule knew Fluttershy was so frightened in feeling more pain that she was hesitant in letting the rest of her waste out. “P-please… just get this over with…” she whimpered, her voice straining as she grunted again, and her anus continued to push outwards. As suddenly as it stopped, her diarrhea resumed bursting forth, this time coming in wet chunks of excrement which splashed the water with multiple plops. A drop of water suddenly landed onto Molecule’s eye, but it rolled off as Fluttershy’s buttocks started shifting again. It was torture for the poor mare, but for the camera it was a one-of-a-kind show.

“Ow- oww- agh- make it s-stop… I… I can’t… take…ah…ow…!”

Fluttershy’s words quickly deteriorated into several pained cries. About half a minute passed, in which the frequency of the mare’s mushy pieces of fluffy poop slowly decreased. Molecule watched as it eventually reached to the point where one popped out only every few seconds, before ending in a low fart. Her anus fully closed and the camera saw that its rim was completely brown. Fluttershy panted, sniffling occasionally as she slowly calmed down. It was over.

A moment later the mare coughed, and Molecule listened as her wings extended and began flapping, presumably fanning away the stench. Her buttocks twisted a tiny bit as Molecule heard the rolling of toilet paper, which went on a few seconds before Fluttershy ripped the piece off. She opened up her legs a bit and her hoof went in the gap and into the bowl, and the camera could see that she was using a large amount. The mare must have known she made a huge mess in the bowl and around her anus.

Fluttershy took several moments in twisting the toilet paper in between her butt cheeks, hesitating many times as she let out a little whimper of discomfort each time. Her anus must have been stinging from her painful release, but she pressed on, trying her hardest to wipe herself clean. Moving the tissue out of her legs to see how much she picked up, Fluttershy murmured a disgusted “Ugh…” before dropping it into the bowl. Molecule got a glimpse of the huge stain on the bunched up material as it passed. Fluttershy’s anus, however, was still a little dirty, and she must have felt it because the camera heard the toilet paper roll rotating some more. She tore off another piece and moved it between her legs and wiped again, Molecule noting that Fluttershy used less paper this time. Soon, her anus was free of any brown stains, but it looked redder than its usual pink color - definitely sore.

With a sigh of relief, the mare let the piece fall into the water and slowly stood up, her trembling buttocks lifting from the toilet seat. They were a little more round and jiggly than those of the pony his older brother witnessed, and the camera saw pink butterflies plastered on the sides of her rear. Molecule, however, did not expect Fluttershy’s head to rise over the bowl - surely she would notice a black dot on the side of the toilet. Horror overtook the tiny camera, and he became still, more than he was already forced to be if it was even possible. This was it. He was going to be seen.

Fluttershy, oddly enough, never returned Molecule’s stares. In fact, she never noticed the camera at all, but looked at the contents of her bowel movement. Tears, disgust, and uncertainty dominated her green eyes as her lip trembled a bit. She took a deep breath and maneuvered her hoof over the bowl and towards the flush lever, and Molecule braced himself. Immediately, a flood of water cascaded down on the camera, blurring his vision and turning it brown - but once the color faded Molecule could still make out Fluttershy’s face, though it was distorted from inside the whirlpool.

“Please don’t clog… please don’t clog…” the camera was able to hear Fluttershy’s desperate words over the sound of swirling water.

Eventually the whirlpool calmed down and descended, bringing Molecule’s vision back to normal. Fluttershy breathed another sigh and turned around, moving out of the camera’s view, and Molecule heard the mare started walking towards the bathroom door.

However, the noise of what was undoubtedly her stomach rumbling suddenly rang out, bringing the sound of hoofsteps to a halt. It was loud enough for Molecule to hear. Immediately, the mare gasped in shock.

“Ah…!” PRRT “NGH!”

Molecule couldn’t believe that wettest sounding fart that followed came out of someone like Fluttershy. Almost instantly, he heard something splattering, and the mare’s butt was hovering over the bowl and in the camera’s view once again. Fluttershy barely made it - more diarrhea was already shooting out of her open anus, thick dark brown muck that got on the start of her tail while some of it splattered onto the seat. As she sat down, her misaimed stream moved down and sideways, hitting the camera straight in the eye. It didn’t hurt, but a brown mess was all Molecule could see now, and it didn’t look like it would easily drip off. He was pretty much blind.

Molecule nearly malfunctioned with rage. Round two of the runs, and he couldn’t even see it. All he could hear was the splattering of water while Fluttershy sobbed harder than ever. All of a sudden, it was as if a damp paper towel went over his vision, and the mess quickly retreated away from his eye. The camera thought he saw some sort of glow that came with it, but immediately focused on Fluttershy’s cheeks which were spread apart more than last time as pure liquid continuously bursted out of her. The upper area of her buttocks were stained brown due from touching the mess on the seat.

“AHH- OW- OOOHHHH…!” Fluttershy cried, her diarrhea still flowing noisily out of her. She was in agony. As Molecule saw her butt shift around in the bowl more and more, he heard a few bangs on the wall. Was someone else was impatiently waiting outside? It couldn’t be, the noises were far too loud. The camera quickly realized that Fluttershy was actually pounding the wall next to her in an attempt to deal with her pain. “PLEASE- NNGH- STOP, I CAN’T TAKE IT!” the pegasus practically wailed.

Molecule was starting to feel a little bad for enjoying the poor mare’s ordeal, but at least it was coming to an end. Fluttershy’s diarrhea decreased in strength and thickness like a faucet slowly turning off. It was soon over, but the camera heard the pegasus crying softly. The rim of her anus was coated in dark brown waste, and much of her butt cheeks were covered in stains of sweat and excrement. Her tail must have been even worse.

“It… i-it’s everywhere… the floor… I-I-I…” Fluttershy sobbed. Molecule felt the sudden urge to hug the pegasus as tight as he could, but he didn’t have any arms. The camera heard the sound of the small paper roll being turned once again, but Fluttershy only started crying harder.

“No… what am I g-going to do…?” she moaned tearfully, “I… I can’t go out and get more t-toilet paper like this…”