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Humming, Kevin pranced naked to the toilet and sat as a queen would her throne. Crossing his legs, he placed his dainty hands upon his knee and tilted his head so he could gaze at the floral wallpaper. As he released a poop into the toilet he let out a weary sigh of relief and then a congratulatory head wiggle. Giving himself an appropriate waiting period, in case of further discharge, he concluded his visit with a gentle wipe of his hair-less petite ass. Exiting the bathroom, he stopped to open the window and felt the cool crisp breeze on his foundation-laid face. Outside, his wife stood over their broken lawn mower, scratching her head. "What a butch," Kevin thought sadly.