Okay, maybe PaintSai isn’t so bad. You just gotta learn how to use it. I bet I can do even better than this with a little bit more practice in it. I really like the watercolor tool.
 
Lunch detention was always a bummer, yet Chrysi always found herself in it. She’d rather just go home than sit alone at lunch and eventually alone back in the detention room. Thinking about every possibility to get out of it, she was greeted with a potential pass. Her posterior insides felt heavy; that familiar tingling resonating from within gave her an idea. She pushed a little bit, but nothing. Resting her head on her hooves, she leaned forward and pushed a bit harder. A little grunt escaped her, followed by a quiet moan as some gas passed. The warm air swept over her crotch and dissipated quickly. Leaning farther forward, almost pushing the lunch table away, she tilted her body and lifted her leg up and pushed as hard as she could. Her pucker was granted only a second to open before the steaming hot muck was pouring out. She took a breath and pushed more, filling her panties and feeling it all spread across her cheeks and slide down her nether region. A small spurt of softer filth squirted out, soaking through her panties and leaving a smear across the seat. When she felt that no more would come out, she lowered her body back to resting on the stool, squishing her mess up her panties and almost over the brim to the outside.
 
It was odd watching her from across the room. The group of ponies we were sitting with hadn’t noticed, but would eventually if we kept staring like we were.

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