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Wedding Dress Poop - Story PART1

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Posted by GFW on May 06, 1999 at 13:05
Where was it? Lauren had looked everywhere for it. Where was her sister's wedding dress. Since her sister, Melissa and her husband left the house, Lauren had been looking high and low for the wedding dress. It suddenly hit her, it was in the attic, the one place Lauren did not check.
Lauren had come by to visit. Her sister Melissa didn't live far from her parents or for that matter Lauren. Lauren still lived with her parents, after all, she was only 16. Melissa however was now 22, had gotten married and had just bought this house Lauren was in. Lauren always looked up to her bigger sister but there was always a sense of jealousy between the both of them. If one sister got something, the other sister wanted it. But as for looks, the two sisters looked very similar. Melissa had the slightly better body but Lauren was far cuter. Her large brown eyes and big pouty lips was enough to make you swoon.
Lauren had been asked to house sit while Melissa and her husband went out on a romantic evening. Ever since that, Lauren had been looking for the wedding dress and here it was. She had found it wrapped neatly in a small chest under boxes in the attic. Lauren was ecstatic, she had always dreamed of trying on her sister's wedding gown. She quickly called her boyfriend to come over, she had a surprise for him.
Lauren looked at herself through her sister's dresser's mirror. Lauren thought she looked beautiful. She had put the same heavy makeup that Melissa wore at her wedding, her brown hair was worn up the same way Melissa's was, everything was the same right down to the white pantyhose and garter belt. The garter belt was just a little too tight for Lauren's liking but she shrugged it off, dismissing it as a minor setback. But it would turn out to be a costly mistake. About a minute later, Lauren felt a great urge to do #2. Lauren had not done a BM in over 3 days mostly in part of her constant partying over the past 2 days. She was devastated, she did not want the moment to end. Lauren doubled over as she was hit with another stomach ache. Lauren let out a moan as she gave in to her stomach ache.
Lauren leaned forward, put both hands flat on the dresser and began to push NNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH. The poop that was coming out was quite thick forming a large log that began pressing on her panties. She pushed again HHHHHHMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHHH. Lauren quickened her breath as she was momentarily stunned as her pushing was not producing any effects. Lauren leaned forward until her elbows were on the dresser. She took a deep breath and MMMMMMMMPPPPPPHHHHHH, let out, caught her breath again held it and HHHHHHMMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH. The huge log had inched out producing a tenting effect on her full cut white cotten panties. Lauren put her head down and fully beared down--HHHHHHHHUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Lauren stopped out of breath and exhausted. Her panties had inched out another half an inch and she was very uncomfortable. Still breathing hard Lauren looked at herself in the mirror. Her face had a deep tint of red and her mascara began to smudge because of little drops of sweat. Lauren refused to quit, she gave a hard push while still looking in the mirror. HHHHHHHUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. The intense grimace on her face showed the effor she was putting in. Lauren looked back down, disgusted as to how ugly she looked now. After about 10 seconds of constant pushing, Lauren stopped, both mentally and physically tired. Lauren rested for a minute.
Lauren expanded her chest as large as she could gathering as much air as she could to pit against the hard slug of shit in her stomach. Lauren's stomach sharply contracted as she let it all hang out AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH--Lauren began bending her knees as she was grunting hoping it would give her panties more slack--Lauren kept pushing as she began moaning her boyfriend's name DDDDDOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUGGGGGGG. Lauren stopped and began to cry. She needed help.
TO BE CONTINUED..................

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