Last night, I had to poop. This is the story of the scariest time of my life

Last night I decided to have a nice warm glass of milk before going to sleep. After chugging it down I got lost on my phone, surfing Reddit for what seemed like about an hour.

My stomach made a few noises in and meantime and that was when I realized I might also need to poop. I felt the hard substance form inside me, within my rear, and I liked the feeling as I browsed Reddit even more. Something about that unexplainable feeling made me not want to get up and defecate in the toilet. It felt good. So I sat there using my phone to my hearts content.

After that hour passed, I thought that it might be time to poop. So I got up and went.

I sat down on the toilet and pushed as per usual. I pushed, hoping to get it out and go on with my night. I looked down, expecting the poop to be at least halfway out.

There was a dark bumpy substance sticking out of my anus. A nodded to myself. Wow!, I thought. Pretty cool!

I pushed a bit harder. My face tightened and I closed my eyes. Then I released and exhaled.

Then I looked down again.

I screamed a scream unparalleled to anything that has ever came out of my mouth. I saw the unbelievable.

There he was. Travis Scott's head was gazing up at me, smirking.

Travis Scott: (Beatboxes)

That concludes the scariest time of my life. As of now I still live in fear. They are multiplying. Ever since Travis emerged from my buttocks, he's spectated my every move. There's now numerous Travis Scott heads in my house, because I couldn't bear to flush one down the toilet and hear his autotuned screams. There are some in my kitchen. Some in my basement. Some in my closet. Some even sleep with me in bed. I am undecisive on whether I should release them into the wild.

Here is my advice: always be careful to poop, because you never know what will come out.

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Credited to notZ987 

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