MEG SHIT HERSELF

Part I
I was laying on my stomach in bed and suddenly had to go poop and pee. I was wearing cotton panties and pajama shorts pulled up snug around my waist. I thought since I was alone upstairs and the large comforter would mask the smell, I would just go right there laying down. The mattress had a plastic sheet on it so I knew it would be fine. Laying firmly on my stomach, I hugged my pillow almost falling asleep, closed my eyes and spread my legs real wide. I adjusted my tight thick panties over my bum and crotch. I lifted my pelvis about an inch off the bed and as I did, a high pitched 'weeeeeeeeeee' began hissing softly under the covers as I felt peepee trickle up off my clit, spraying and flooding my panties all the way up to my stomach. It was a really strong pee as I smelt it even as I buried my face deep in my pillow. I continued relieving myself, pressing my bum and clit down and peed harder into the mattress, the wee sound getting softer and a puddle growing under the covers. I still really had to go but was also so tired almost falling asleep. I tried getting comfortable to go number 2 so I moved up on my knees then back down again. as I did, un absorbed pee-pee splashed and trickled puddling up in my bum crack inside my underwear. It felt really warm and I got a really strong whiff of piss as I pulled the covers further up over my back, snuggling and closing my eyes like nothing even happened.
I felt the strong urge to poop now so I began humping down slightly and spread my legs wider. Still laying on my stomach hugging my pillow, I held it in... but felt pain in my intestines so I just began to go right there. I squirted more pee and farted as I pushed and grunted. I spread my legs all the way and began smelling a hint of poo under the covers. It was going to be a big load, I could feel it coming down...
Mmmpphh... I closed my eyes tight and raised my bum a little off, feeling my wet panties stick to my clit. As poop started poking out I pressed my hips down into the mattress and went more wee as I felt a big poop start pressing up crackling slowly in my panties. It started to fall down into my crotch lips as I continued pushing down hard and going. I was alone upstairs for the weekend so I knew nobody would see or smell.
mpphh.. I grunted in my pillow as more poop forced its way down onto my crotch from the gravity of my bum being slightly cocked up. I kept going poop and relaxed for a minute in the cozy quiet bed, almost dosing off, pulling in my legs together. As I did this, the doodie cracked as it forced and mounded up around and under my ass. I felt the heavy load between my crotch and butt as I nestled and got comfortable under the covers. I started going soft poo over the bulge so I turned over and laid on my back, lifting up my pelvis to push the rest out half asleep. It was difficult as my underwear had no more room and my shorts hugged really tight around my soft packed poop and wet slippery bulging pussy.
Feeling horny from going poop I pulled down my undies and spraid pee-pee up into the covers, the quiet 'weeeeeeeee' sound echoed under the cover as the thin stream of pee sprayed up onto the white comforter then splashed down onto my already soaked stomach, drribling down under my load of poop. It caused another small puddle under my bum on the mattress. The strong smell of pee and poo wafted as I lowered my hips back down, crushing the huge mound of poop under my butt and smashing some poop up the slit of my vagina in my stretched underwear, forming a bulge up in front as well. I fell back asleep instantly, never even getting up from my bed until the morning.
When I woke up I cleaned up, opened the window and sprayed lysol in the air like nothing even happened. As I was brushing my teeth with the running water, to save water I cocked my hips forward over the sink and went morning wee-wee standing up, pulling back the hood of my clitoris to feel the piss whisk from my clit down the sink drain in a yellow bubbling puddle as I finished brushing. I quickly turned the sink off wiped and got ready. I didn't even use the toilet for days, but thought nobody would care or notice.
Part II
About 2 weeks or so later I had stolen a thin pull-up diaper from planned parenthood and wore it out under my skinny jeans. I walked around the mall shopping for clothes and while I was looking in GAP, I started going spurts of peepee. I was looking in the mirror with a bra placed over my chest pretending to be fitting but I was really leaning somewhat backward looking down at my crotch swelling with piss and crinkling slightly inside my jeans. For some reason I'm guessing by the way the diaper was pressed up on my pussy lip it made my pee stream shoot up sideways in my diaper so I heard a pronounced hiss as I walked by the fitting rooms and felt pee forcing up on the left of my thigh trickling down the front and side as I continued walking. It was so loud that the hiss echoed off the wall I was walking near. I put the bra back on the rack, walking out of the store going weewee. It felt warm and wet as I walked, and I got so turned on that I didn't care anymore if I leaked. I went the rest of my weewee on the lower level standing in line at Starbucks and began to smell piss by the time I ordered but very faint so nobody noticed. My jeans were a little bulged at the crotch by then but it was only something I knew, and while I was in the bathroom stall about to check if I leaked, I grabbed ahold of my bulged crotch over my jeans and felt all the pee-pee going up my clit, butt and waistband of my diaper, but no leak yet. I peed my entire bladder while walking through the mall and felt it sloshing around in the diaper as I walked outside and left with my coffee and bag. As I sat in my car i felt the absorbent crystals crush up around my ass and pussy. There was a small wet line on the front now but it was so small it looked like a piece of hair.
Part III
As I was pumping fuel into my car on my way back from the mall I started to go poop in the same diaper because my stomach ached from the pressure. I pushed really hard and grunted while walking across the gas station lot, crossing paths with someone walking out to go inside and buy a pack of gum. My skinny jeans were really tight over my diaper since the crystals were already expanded with yellow pee-pee, so walkin

Anya the Shameless Panty-Pooper by Arthur Saxon meganeura@hotmail.com

Anya paused by a stand of wonderbras and pushed. A long, soft poo emerged from her anus and curled up in the back of her panties, nestling against her buttocks. Anya smiled at the feeling and pushed again, squeezing out a second turd into her panties. This one was longer and thicker than the first, but still she could feel that there was more to come. She strained again, and a third poo began to come out. There was little room for it in her overcrowded undies, but she continued pushing, and the back of her panties sagged lower and lower under the increasing weight of poo. The new turd finally broke off, but Anya knew she was still not done, despite the fact that the third one had been the longest yet. She knew that if she filled her panties any more, she would not be able to walk without some of it dropping out on to the floor.

She checked the back of her pleated miniskirt, smiling at the way it was draped over the enormous bulge in her panties. She checked the hemline and found that it did not quite cover the bulge. Perfect, she thought to herself with satisfaction. She wandered among the clothing stands to the dressing room, and held up the items she had collected. The lady at the entrance waved her through, and she walked in and selected a cubicle. Drawing the curtain halfway across, she stripped off her top and bra, then gingerly removed her skirt, taking care not to disturb her over-full panties. She pulled on a cut-off top designed for an eight-year-old, and grinned as she tugged the front down so that it only just covered her nipples and no more. Then she pulled on the skirt she had selected. This was also made for a little girl, but it had an elasticated waistband so that she could still fit into it. She carefully pulled it up over the bulge and let it snap into place around her waist and hips. It was not quite long enough to cover her buttocks, and certainly did not cover much of her bulge. She turned around a couple of times, admiring herself in the mirror, then she slipped her hand into the front of her panties and masturbated for all she was worth while she slowly pushed another poo into her panties. As she climaxed, she realised her panties were slipping down under the weight of her poo, so she grabbed hold of either side of her waistband to prevent them from falling.

There was now a monster load inside her panties, but still she had not quite finished. In order to balance the load, she reached into the back of her panties and scooped out a handful of poo. Holding the front open, she brought the poo around and dropped it inside so that it nestled against her pussy. She transferred a couple more handfuls in the same way, and soon she had a large bulge at the front of her panties as well as at the back. Of course, her hand was rather messy by now, so she pulled a couple of tissues out of her purse and wiped it clean. Popping the messy tissues inside the front of her panties for future disposal, she changed back into her original clothes and walked out of the dressing room, pushing again as she went.

A fifth turd began to emerge, and it was still coming out of her anus when she reached the checkout and paid for her new clothes. Her skirt was splayed out in front as well as at the back, where her bulge was again sagging well below her hemline. Finally she squeezed the last little bit of poo out, and her anus closed up.

She left the shop and made her way to the toilets. There, she locked herself in a stall and lifted up the front of her skirt. Pulling open the front of her panties, she removed the dirty tissues and dropped them into the toilet bowl. She pushed the button to flush them away, then walked out of the stall and left the toilets. She looked and her watch and decided it was time for lunch. Smiling to herself, she began walking in the direction of Macdonald�s. Sitting down, she predicted, was going to be so much fun!

THE END


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Part II of my Subway adventures

I was in the city shopping with friends one day. It was hot so I decided to wear a red mini skirt that was plaid round the edges with a white shirt, red bra & white panties (I remember). After we finished shopping my friends all decided to go to subway before we went home. I was reluctant to agree after what happened last time, but didn’t want to admit what happened so I just went. So rather hesitantly I ate a subway. After we all finished our subs, we rushed over to the bus stop just in time to catch the bus home. Being a gang of girls we sat on the upstairs deck at the back. On the journey home I felt rather allot of pressure build up in my bowels, this isn’t unusual as my ass decides when to take a shit rather than by brain, usually leaving it till my ass says ‘gotta shit’ rather than everybody else who goes every other day which I always found odd. Either way, on the bus journey back I really felt the pressure build in my bowels, at first I thought nothing of it, but about half way I really started to feel slight pain, something I rarely feel as I can go for week without having a shit. But just talked to my friends to take my attention off it & sat on one bum cheek let out some silent but very deadly farts. My friends picked up on the smell & we started to argue amongst ourselves about who it was. One friend Jess leant over & let out a ripper, after that so did Lucy. We all laughed but I was seriously turned on by this.
We got back to our local town bus station with those who lived in the same town as me. From the bus we walked to an open field where some of my friends lived, there were benches & swings. We were going to hang out there for a while, as we knew it was a good place to meet boys, but no boys turned up. On the walk  over from the bus station to the field I was letting out little silent farts just to release some pressure I don’t know if they picked up on it or not, but my bowels were still aching quite badly. When we got to the field me & Jess sat down on a bench & got our phones out. About one minute later Jess leans over & lets out a massive fart. I remember it well, she was wearing a beige top with a tight black skirt & black tights, she leaned away from me & let rip a massive wet fart, sounded like she shat herself, we started laughing but I was really turned on & got quite horny, so horny in fact that I let my anus slip a bit & a hard firm poop slid out & pushed against my panties. I got so excited that I forgot where I was. As my other friends were returning from a smoke, I looked at my phone & made up some excuse that I had to go home.
The walk home was long & even longer when you’ve got a shit sticking out your ass & pushing against your panties, even though it was annoying & embarrassing it was also slightly sexy, it was also a windy day so I held my shopping bags behind by bum to prevent my skirt from being lifted by the wind. The walk home was hot & sweaty just to add to the annoyance.
When I got home rather than go to the toilet, I was feeling a bit naughty & just decided to hang around, check emails, facebook, stuff & probably touch myself a bit. Minutes later my ass just exploded the hard shit was pushed out & lots of soft shit followed gushing out into my white panties. I had no control; it took me completely by surprise. I remember I stood up & clenched my stomach letting out a groan. I also felt quite horny & made no effort to go to the toilet I just stood there with soft shit filling my pretty white panties with farts bubbling its way through the shit. It was a rather large shit & absolutely stank, I must have been saving that one up for 4-5 days. It’s really soft consistency meant that it bulged  out at the bottom of my panties quite a bit, 3 inches roughly & started to drip out onto the floor at this point I didn’t care I was having too much fun. I took my skirt off & sat down in my messy, stinky panties & started to wank. But at this point a surprise delivery a man knocked at the door with a parcel. I was feeling pretty naughty so went to answer the door in my shirt & panties (they still looked ok from the front except maybe a small piss stain). I answered the door & the man had eyes like an owl looking at me, I signed it pretty quickly wanting to get back to my wank & the man left pretty quickly wanting to get away from the terrible stench. I went back to sitting in my own mess & continued to wank & play with my panties into the evening, cupping & holding the shit, pulling it up tight into my panties, dancing with my panties full of shit. That day was allot of fun. Might just go to subway more often.
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Karen's stinky day.

Warning!: If you don't like a girl having diarrhea, groaning while rubbing her belly, and farts, this story isn't your cup of tea (Also, this is my first story, so no hate please haha)

Driving into the taco bell drive thru, 19 year old Karen happily orders 3 burritos and a side of nachos and cheese. As the woman says for her to pull up to get her food, Karen gets a little more than excited. Stopping right behind the car in front of her, Karen rubs her groaning belly. "I sure am going to have a nice dinner tonight" Pulling out of the taco bell drive through after she gets her food, she holds her gurgling belly and drives back home, thinking about how she was going to mess her panties tonight.

As she pulled into her drive way, she felt her tummy rumble in hunger. Ggrrrggllee "Oh shush, I'm about to feed you now" she smiles while grabbing her food and walks into her house. Setting down her keys and purse, she takes her bra and shorts off and heads to the kitchen. "Because I plan on having a big gassy night, I should probably drink some milk with my dinner". Knowing that she was lactose intolerant, she grabs a huge cup of milk and walks into the living room with her food. She turns on the TV, gets out her food and starts eating her first burrito. "Mmmhhh, this is so amazing!" Practically, moaning in ecstasy, she chows down on her second burrito and drinks the milk to wash it down. GUURRRGGLLEEE! She ignore the gurgling in her belly and continues to eat her 3rd burrito and nachos.

Soon after eating everything and washing it all down by chugging the rest of her milk, she throws the cup to the side and grabs her belly. "Ohhhh mannn. That milk is already getting to me." Rubbing her belly, she feels all of the food churning inside of her, creating a great amount of feces and gas. As Karen rubs her belly, she feels a little bit of gas filling up her rectum. Grabbing her butt, she leans to the side.
PRRRRFFFT!
"Ahhhhhh, that felt amazing" She giggles to herself and gets up, heading to her cupboard in the bathroom. "How about we add a little more liquid into this?." Grabbing her liquid laxative, she opens it and chugs it down. Buurrrrrppp! "Oooffff, excuse me" Karen walks out of the bathroom holding her belly that is now making audible gurgles and letting out loud wet farts.
BRRRTTTTTT!
SSSPPPPAAARRTTT!
SSPPLLLLUUURRTTT!
Karen gasps, but giggles soon afterward. "Oh no... Seems like that one had a bit a liquid added on"  Going into her room, she looks into her tall mirror and turns around, giggling at the brown spot on her panties. "How about we literally shake things up a bit?" Grabbing her belly, she shakes it up, causing all the contents in her belly to mix into each other and immediately giving her more gas than ever.
PGGHGHGHGLLRRRT
PFFFFRRRRTTT!
BBBBLLLOOORRTTTR!
SSSSSPPPLLLLAAAATTTT!
Immediately, she puts her hand to her butt and feels the diarrhea oozing out. Pulling down her panties, she takes her hand away from her butt and looks in the mirror, grabbing her belly, gripping it tight and pushing on it as hard as she can, she groans but smiles at her upset, rumbling, gurgling tummy and starts pushing out her diarrhea toward her bed.
"OHHH YEAAHH!"
SPPPPLLOOSSHSHHH!
PFFFRRTTTTSSSHHH
BBBLLOOORTTT
"Ah, man this feels so good!" Karen leans forward a little more, pushing on her lower intestine that was gurgling like mad and continues poring out diarrhea.
*knock knock*
Karen quickly stops her diarrhea explosion and stops gripping her belly, putting a hand in her buttcrack and clenching to hold back the storm.
"Karen?! Are you home? Remember, we are supposed to do movie night! Why does it smell so bad?! Are you doing what I think your doing?!"
Karen opens her eyes widely. "Oh shit! I forgot Sophie was coming over!" She starts to panic as her butt begins to quiver and her stomach begins to gurgle loudly.
"Shit shit shit shit!" Trying to walk to the bathroom, Karen grabs her robe and slowly removes her hand from her buttcrack, waddling to shut her bedroom door and walk over to the front door. She slowly opens it and sees Sophie.
"FFFFEEWWWW! Karen! What the hell were you doing?! " Sophie waves a hand in her face and tries to look inside.
Karen feels herself begin to sweat as she farts slightly and a bit of diarrhea oozes out. "O-oh nothing! Just h-had a bit of gas." Karen tries to smile and move her foot, But she accidentally moved her foot back toward the door, hitting the door back into her tummy and causing her to bend forward and unclenching her buttchecks. Diarrhea starts spewing ALL through the living room and on the walls.
SPPPOORRRRTTTT!
SSPPPLLLAAATTTTSSSS.
PPOORRRFFFTTTT!!
After watching Karen groan and the diarrhea spew out of her for about 10 more minutes, Sophie looked up in astonishment. Karen get up slowly, letting farts out along the way and making a crooked smile "Soo.... Heh.. Will you help me clean up?"
Sophie just kept looking is astonishment and then started laughing. "THAT WAS AWESOME! THIS IS WHY YOUR MY FRIEND"
Karen just smiled and shook her head, slightly laughing. "So I'm guessing thats a yes that you will help me"
"Hell yeah I will!" Sophie yells and walks inside with Karen.
(So basically if you didn't get it, Sophie is also into the same thing and is always there for her friend. Haha. I should be making a story with her as well soon. Thank for reading and leave comments below 😊)

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A PANTY FART STORY

The Smelliest House
by Sellcon2762 (aka td88)
Story inspired by the original characters by lols456


The classroom stunk that afternoon, it wasn’t the worst stink but it was in the air. Back and forth the smell would pick up in intensity as Miss Adrian continued to give her lecture to the students and I knew exactly what it was she was doing, releasing SBD after SBD, probably about five of them in the last hour alone. A tantalizing stench of rotten eggs would fill the classroom causing most of us (not me of course) to cough and gag from the smell and then the smell would fade away to a light musky odor before picking back up with another silent release of gas from Miss Adrian’s bowels. I’m not entirely sure what she had for lunch, but these farts were some pretty nice ones. Earlier in the day before school I had spent some time with my gassy teacher as she cut a few foul bombs that left an impressive aroma in the room well into the first hour of class, before fading away to the point that we actually had a good four hours with little gas. She must have been holding them in for a decent amount of time today and I’m sure most of the other students didn’t object to that.


Perhaps a short background is required for you to understand my position in all of this. A few weeks ago I caught upon Miss Adrian having the absolute worst case of gas early in the morning upon entering her classroom before school started. Her farts were amazing, the worst I had ever smelled for anyone. That morning I became, ineffectually, a fart sniffer and the smell of her farts were all that was in my mind. The voluptuous teacher wasn’t dumb on the matter and saw that I was taking a liking to her farts that day and decided to reward me the following week by farting some more to the point of making me cum myself. But God her farts were incredible! I’d go as far as worship her for the opportunity to smell more of what wafted out of her large rear end and luckily she was more than happy to oblige. Unfortunately, the other students were caught in the crossfire one time too many when she cut loose her foul beasts of gaseous wind.


The back-and-forth stinking up of the classroom that afternoon had finally reached a breaking point as she sat down on her seat with about five minutes left to go. We were all waiting to leave class for the weekend and as I found out she was ready to head home herself. I awaited the end of the day to spend a little time with the 30-year old blond-haired hot teacher as I saw her shuffling a little bit in her wooden seat. She wore a pair of tight blue jeans that looked like they were about to split open every time she moved and her white blouse had the top two buttons exposed to show just a little bit of the deep cleavage that formed between her large DD-sized breasts. Students loved having class with her to ogle over her features but it was a price that was paid both ways. They wanted something from her and she was more than happy to give something back. She leaned her ass over a little bit, something I had watched but not the other students. All eyes were on her however when she let loose a thunderous farts into the wooden seat. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!


For nearly ten seconds Miss Adrian began cutting a deep and heavy amount of gas out of her abundant rear and unlike her most recent outbursts this one carried some power with it. You could hear her chair vibrate from the “fart-quake” she was inflicting upon it. The sound could be heard within her classroom and outside in the hallway where a couple of people walking by had to be horrified at such a vile noise. And then the smell came out and it was lights out for everyone. Rotten meat and cabbage filled our noses as the eyes of those up front began to water from the increasing surge of rotten-smelling flatulence filling up the room. It was the kind of fart that sent shivers down the spines of anyone who opposed her. She had been able to torture some unwilling students with her butt blasts before and all I can say was that it was good that she wasn’t aiming her butt in anyone’s direction when this foul beast came out, because it stunk very, very bad. As the coughing continued nonstop for another minute with girls gagging on the foul gas and guys trying their best to withstand the effects of the gas Miss Adrian finally chuckled to herself as she began to appreciate the extreme foulness of her fart.


“My that was a bad one! You know what class, you can go ahead and leave, we only have three minutes and I’m afraid this room is going to be smelly for a little bit longer. You’re dismissed.” She said as everyone made the quickest exodus out of the “gas chamber” as possible. As expected, I remained in the room, though I remained on the outer edge of the room as I had to acclimate myself with the gaseous aroma of Miss Adrian’s gas before approaching her a little better. She asked me to close the door behind the last person to depart and looked over as I had bashfully created a tent pole in my pants; of course that last fart turned me on.


“Just you I see…good.” Miss Adrian announced as she lifted up her right leg and release a couplet of bubbly farts out of her tight rear-end covered ass.


BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!


PPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOORRRRPPPPPP!!!!!!!


“There we go!” She cried out in happiness as she felt a little relief leave her stomach as she fanned the putrid fumes of her farts over in my direction. Happily I sniffed them up. It was another burst of rotten egg-smelling gas that came out of her ass like a whoopee-cushion that was being utilized for about seven seconds each. I could smell the gas very well but could taste the gas a little bit as well, tasted a bit like steamed vegetables mixed in with rotten cheese and meat. I walked up to her and asked how she was feeling and what she had for lunch, trying to see if I could guess.


“Some broccoli and cheese….luckily I was able to get by with some SBDs during the rest of class….I hope no one was noticing.” She said with a short laugh as I knew she was a little bit oblivious to the inaccuracy of that statement.


“I think they smelled it.”


“Oh. Well I’m sure you liked it.”


“Of course.” I said as I offered my services to Miss Adrian for the next 20 minutes to help clean up the classroom and get things situated for the weekend. Luckily, or unluckily I guess, she had no more gas after that but what I thought was just her being done with her farts was actually just her holding it in. We had waited for everyone to walk out of school and for the hallways to be cleared before she asked if I was ready.


“I sure am. My parents should already be gone for the weekend.”


“And you are positive that they are okay with this?”


“They won’t know. I got my main essentials in my backpack; I’m just waiting for you.” I told her as she nodded her head. We walked out of the classroom and out toward the teacher parking lot, with Miss Adrian cutting a few tiny SBDs in the hallway, leaving a small but distinct vapor trail of her wretched gas for anyone to sniff. We finally arrived at her car, which was an actually nice-looking four-door sedan. The exterior and interior both looked relatively new. Miss Adrian went to talk with a fellow teacher for a second as she handed me the keys and allowed me to enter the vehicle. I was more than curious to see what the inside was going to be like and more importantly, what it smelled like. Opening up the car and stepping into the heated-up interior I found what I was looking for, a small stench that had to be part of the aftermath of one of her farts that morning. It was strong enough of a smell to be noticed, but weak enough so that the smell wasn’t going to bother me, but it was there. A couple of minutes had passed as I sat there in the vehicle, with me eagerly trying to sniff up the leftover smell inside of there. Miss Adrian then opened up the driver’s side door and sat down in her seat. Closing the door she began to unload her full complement of flatulence.
PPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAABBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLBBBBB BBBBBTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLPPPPPP PPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!


PPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPP PPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTT TTTTTT!!!!!!!!!

No Spare knickers

Friday , so excited to go out after work so was a little absent minded packing gym bag for yoga class after work I go to before going to club with girls from work , I usually wear something smart but sexy if going out after work if I'm also going yoga so I don't have to pack yoga stuff and going out clothes , so best knickers Brazilian cream lace and kneed length skirt and blouse . Packet of windeze for the gas I always get at yoga class and off I go . 5pm and yeahh out of work , tell the girls just got to go to yoga and will meet them at club in town. Arrived at yoga excited for night out and dig out my yoga pants but to my horror no spare knickers to wear under them, dilemma very tight yoga pants and no panties or panties that I would have to wear out also. My yoga pants are tight and with no Knicks I would get extreme chaffing of my lady bits and terrible front camel toe not a good look as teacher is male. So its panties on and hope they were not to sweaty for tonight . Other issue not my usual gym panties so also a little tight and cut high across my bottom.

Half way through the class my Knicks were riding up my bum and very sweaty and damp awful uncomfortable giving me the urge to pick them out my bum constantly.

Anyway back in  changing room off with my yoga pants and knickers that are completely clung to my bum and lady parts , in the shower and then do my hair makeup up. on with my skirt and then the decision commando or sweaty knickers all night , ass the skirt was a little short I went with the Knicks. Although a little dryer still very sweaty knickers they at least would cover my dignity if I got to drunk and flashed, as I pulled them up they immediately clung to me bum and lady parts like a damp glove .  Then the feeling of slight gas in my tummy building I went in my bag from the windiest to my horror forgot these also , ohm dear an uncomfortable night it's going to be . Anyway left all my gym back and made my way to the station in town , when already my damp knickers were finding their way into my bum crack and feeling very uncomfortable to say the least , I ducked down a quite side street a couple of times to release the sticky cotton from my bum crack. Why is it when knickers get sweaty they ride up and cling to everything , near the station I also had the joys of gas brewing and arriving at my bottom whole with building pressure . Last wedgies pull before the club resulted in an airy far as my knickers came out my bum.

At the club it was a lot of visits to the ladies to unwedgie my knickers and pass some farts , this was until the booze kicked in and the knickers up my bum were less uncomfortable and farting on the dance floor through them was no issue , the load music covered any noise and the foul odour could have been anyone's . A little more drunk and couldn't remember anymore really until I got a call from aniline my mate who was killing herself laughing and then told me what I was doing in the last hour at the club. I was raising my skirt in the booth where we had our drinks and showing my bum saying that I had worn these knickers to yoga and they were very dirty , some boys from the other booth were getting and eyeful off them , I was pulling them tighter up my bottom and saying this is where they want to go so why not . I was also when sitting down in booth occasionally spreading my legs slightly and farting and telling my mates that my knickers were dirty enough why not fart in them and how warm it felt and how I had been farting all night on the dance floor and that was the smell everyone was moaning about.