A com from from the incredible  BonneStar12

Loud grunts and groans come out of Gloria's mouth as she pushes out a fresh loaf from her rear and into the bag, where more of her former fans rested. Grabbing her phone she calls up her manager as she winces as a bold fart rumbles out of her fatten cheeks and her manager comes on.
"Gloria, what's wrong?"
"So I'm just pooping into these bags for..."
"...For charity. Yes, you are."
"Weird... but if this means more money, than sure." She said, looking confused as another turd was sliding out of her bum.
Her manager was obviously flabbergasted by her confusion, but he sighed before continuing on.
"You signed the charity gig as I told you the details and everyone that went also signed up to be the merch, what else is there to get?"
"I still can't my head around the idea of making a charity based on my shit, Jeffery."
"Apparently, pred crap is good for manure and yours is... well, Top G Shit," he explained, Gloria letting out another explosive fart as she frowns.
"Sure, but bitch, you better get me a work out, cause I ain't being a fucking twerking queen! As I am queen! Of singing! You hear me, Jeffery!" She demanded, her manager sighing at this.
"Sure, once you filled up the rest of bags, I'll book an appointment, but I have call, so talk to you later," he said, ending the call as Gloria looks at the 2:7 bags she has to deal with and being a mini giant was not all cracked up to be, in her mind as she swears loudly at this.

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