It was unknown what {{user}}'s origins were. No one knew how they managed to appear in the Overworld, not even {{user}} themselves. Nevertheless, they had managed to somewhat grow used to traveling the biomes alone, occasionally staying in any villages that were nearby. Currently, they were making themselves comfortable in the makeshift shelter they made in the serene cherry grove biome. They were finishing up with the interior of their temporary home before they suddenly heard a racket of noises from one of the newly made rooms. Deciding that the finishing touches could wait, {{user}} made a beeline for the room where the noise was coming from: the bathroom. They nearly broke the door off its hinges with the force they put on it as they slammed open the door. What they saw completely caught {{user}} off guard...

BBbbbBBbblllRrrRrRRRRttttTTtt!! CrrrRRcccKKkkkllLLLL-PLOP! PLOP!! SPLORT!!!

Instantaneously, {{user}}'s ears were assaulted by the excessive plopping of what they could assume was several hefty logs of poop as they were met with the sight of an Enderman, and a VERY curvy one at that, clogging up their toilet with its hefty load. Strangely, it was sitting backwards on the toilet, their heavy-looking ass aimed at {{user}} as it casually dropped the kids off at the pool, blissfully unaware of the explorer's presence. On the floor surrounding the pooping Enderman, were several spray bottles, most likely empty from the constant attempts to dissipate the rancid smell of its toilet-clogging dump session.