Posted by writer on January 24, 1998 at 04:36
Helen's the ministration by had excited her more than she would have imagined.
It seemed that until she saw the PVC-raincoated lady emerge from the ladies'
she was still a virgin. A virgin in that although she fully enjoyed indulging
in her bodily functions she needed to keep them hidden from the world.
Seeing the lady germinated the seed that had lain dormant inside her, to
drench herself in front of a stranger. Helen's unexpected concern and
succour was a surprise that had nuturned her burgeoning fetish. Having to
expose herself the the lady's eyes and having her skilful hands clean her
in places even she hadn't seen herself. She realised she wished she could call
her back and let her see something even more outrageous, but Helen was gone.
It seemed that until she saw the PVC-raincoated lady emerge from the ladies'
she was still a virgin. A virgin in that although she fully enjoyed indulging
in her bodily functions she needed to keep them hidden from the world.
Seeing the lady germinated the seed that had lain dormant inside her, to
drench herself in front of a stranger. Helen's unexpected concern and
succour was a surprise that had nuturned her burgeoning fetish. Having to
expose herself the the lady's eyes and having her skilful hands clean her
in places even she hadn't seen herself. She realised she wished she could call
her back and let her see something even more outrageous, but Helen was gone.
"Oh God! I'm becoming a real toilet fetishist ..... and I love it," she thought.
Susan was looking at her strangley, as though seeing her for the first time.
"You didn't feel too ashamed in front of Mrs Page, I hope. She really got
off on seeing you like that and wiping you up and touching you down there.
Did you see she made sure some of your pee and gobs or runny shit splattered
on her raincoat. She made no attempt to wipe it clean. I wonder if she has a
white coat like that."
"You didn't feel too ashamed in front of Mrs Page, I hope. She really got
off on seeing you like that and wiping you up and touching you down there.
Did you see she made sure some of your pee and gobs or runny shit splattered
on her raincoat. She made no attempt to wipe it clean. I wonder if she has a
white coat like that."
Margaret felt a strange stirring deep down at those words, a stirring not
just in her vagina, but right in the core of her female body, right in her womb.
She knew befor long she'd have to shit. She daydreamed that she was actually
defecating and her shit was spewing all over Helen's white PVC coat ....
just in her vagina, but right in the core of her female body, right in her womb.
She knew befor long she'd have to shit. She daydreamed that she was actually
defecating and her shit was spewing all over Helen's white PVC coat ....
"Now Miss Jenkins, you and I have one last thing to do. It's not good to hold
your waste inside for too long. This is what were going to do ...."
your waste inside for too long. This is what were going to do ...."
Susan led the way to a quiet, wooded part of the park. She stopped and loosened
the belt of her jeans and pushed them down a little. She stood with her
legs slightly apart and faced Margaret and directed her to stand behind her.
the belt of her jeans and pushed them down a little. She stood with her
legs slightly apart and faced Margaret and directed her to stand behind her.
"I'm going to dump it straight into my jeans. If you like you can put a hand
on my butt and feel it through the denim as it comes out .... I'm relaxing
my sphincter now .... it feels so good, I can do it in my jeans even though
they're tight, I've had so much practice in opening up back there. ."
on my butt and feel it through the denim as it comes out .... I'm relaxing
my sphincter now .... it feels so good, I can do it in my jeans even though
they're tight, I've had so much practice in opening up back there. ."
There was a soft plopping sound coming from Susans bum, muffled little crackly
pops and bursting noises as the gas forced it's way out through with the mass.
It was slow because of the resistance of the denim, but that made it even better, she said, so she could prolong the moment and saviour every sensation.
A deep, rich smell suggesting a varied diet rose. The aroma was strong, but
not sickening. Margaret leaned forward to sniff closer.
After at least 2 minutes the mass had all emerged. It was a large turd,
reshaped by the constraints of space between Susans ass and the inside of her jeans.
pops and bursting noises as the gas forced it's way out through with the mass.
It was slow because of the resistance of the denim, but that made it even better, she said, so she could prolong the moment and saviour every sensation.
A deep, rich smell suggesting a varied diet rose. The aroma was strong, but
not sickening. Margaret leaned forward to sniff closer.
After at least 2 minutes the mass had all emerged. It was a large turd,
reshaped by the constraints of space between Susans ass and the inside of her jeans.
"Feel it but dont mash it too much. Stop as soon as you see a brown patch on the outside."
Margaret prodded tentatively at first, and then pushed slightly harder. The
mass was soft and moulded nicely. "Lovely, stop now. I want to feel it
crawl down my legs as we walk back ...... Now your turn. Keep your panties on
and fill them. Just relax, dont force it but let it flow out naturally. I'll
watch from behind. The effect of the suppository and the the other thing
that had bee inserted into Margaret's bowels ensured that her poop would be
particularly soft and wet. There was a loud "sssppplllluuurrrrrrppp" and almost
the whole contents were expelled. Susan's hands were under her skirt, holding
the edge of her panties to ensure they contained most of the poop.
Margaret was already so high on the afternoon's activities and the buildup to
the moment that she orgasmed uncontrollably. Her knees buckled, her breath
came in short gasps and her whole lower body shddered. For several moments
Susan held her steady to stop her falling.
mass was soft and moulded nicely. "Lovely, stop now. I want to feel it
crawl down my legs as we walk back ...... Now your turn. Keep your panties on
and fill them. Just relax, dont force it but let it flow out naturally. I'll
watch from behind. The effect of the suppository and the the other thing
that had bee inserted into Margaret's bowels ensured that her poop would be
particularly soft and wet. There was a loud "sssppplllluuurrrrrrppp" and almost
the whole contents were expelled. Susan's hands were under her skirt, holding
the edge of her panties to ensure they contained most of the poop.
Margaret was already so high on the afternoon's activities and the buildup to
the moment that she orgasmed uncontrollably. Her knees buckled, her breath
came in short gasps and her whole lower body shddered. For several moments
Susan held her steady to stop her falling.
"Oh Miss Jenkins what a dirty girl you are. Look how you've messes in your
panties. I can see a bit brown patch on the seat of your skirt and you've got
nasty brown runny pooh trickling out. How disgusting!"
panties. I can see a bit brown patch on the seat of your skirt and you've got
nasty brown runny pooh trickling out. How disgusting!"
But it was with a grin. Susan loved the way Margaret was delighting in her filthiness.
"Do you want to clean up again?" Susan asked.
"No, I want to walk back like this, just as you are. We'll let people see if
they look."
they look."
"Right on!"
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