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>>21279527
The first erotic dream that I remember is the dream of princesses eating cake and fattening up until they can shit it all out.
Princess Peach was the first. She was on the treadmill, holding her skirt up so she could maintain pace with its belt. In front of her was a slice of cake, and she was eating it while she ran. As she ate, her stomach started to bloat up. It got bigger and rounder, inflating until something needed to break. The burst came from her bowels, tarnishing her white bloomers with a sickly brown, its yellowish tint coming from the dairy products in the pastry. Her shit spilled out over the floor behind her. When her splatter batter hit the treadmill it propelled it further away, beyond two meters and smearing on the ground. An intense relief washed over her as she expelled her delicacies, she had fully worked off her sweat and achieved full catharsis through her shitting.

Princess Daisy was relaxing in the bathtub. She was already relaxing her muscles, tired from a engaging day of sports she sank deeper into the bubbly waters of her bath. She had some of her cake, which was made from the same recipe as the other princess'. It was sweet, but not overwhelming, smooth and creamy, fulfilling and bright. It was truly a dessert suited for royalty. It always called for Daisy to have another bite, and it never seemed to deplete, even if she ate it whole. With every bite her belly got larger, until it rose out of the water like a brown turtle's shell. As it reached its zenith in the tub, she couldn't take anymore. When she released her shit it was smooth and watery. It didn't make any noise when coming out, instead it rapidly darkened the color of of the tub. From the clear and bubbly white of the Mushroom Kingdom's clouds to a dark brown, beyond the brown of her skin, coffee, or chocolate, the tub turned a thorough turd brown. Afterwards, Daisy was as relaxed as Peach. She stewed in her shit tub and let the turdwater soak her skin, relieved that she let out her stress.