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Monday, February 25, 2019
5k panty ransom
The 5 K’s Panty Fart Ransom
It was a Monday morning and Kylie M had a clear day from photo shoots and public appearances, she was planning a day of coffee and DVD’s, she curled up on the sofa with her first coffee and put on her favorite black and white DVD when she got a knock at the door , she checked the video entry system and could see her postman standing at the door she went down an opened the door. Hi I have a special delivery package for you please can you sign here please , she took the package a small box and went upstairs to open it , it came with a lot of other fan mail and other letters nothing unusual there . She opened the box and inside was a pair of very sheer white tanga panties and an audio tape and two small pill bottles. She straight away thought it was another perverted fan as she was always getting request for her dirty knickers and other perverted items. She put on the tape and a harsh but disguised voice announced Kylie these are instructions you must follow, if you want to see your sister alive again, in the box as you have already seen are 8 items including some panties, two pill bottles with pills in each bottle and 5 tapes with names and addresses on , I want you to take one of each of the pills , they are harmless and will not make you ill in anyway . The first bottle will give you very bad and smelly gas; the second bottle will make your pussy very puffy and slimy. All you have to do is wear these panties for 3 days and follow my instructions to the letter and then you will see your sister again unharmed and untouched. At first she thought it was a hoax then the phone rang, it was her sister, she was speaking quickly and panicky, Kylie she said if you do as he says I will be unharmed please Kylie I am scared then the phone went dead.
Kylie day 1 Today this is what I am going to call a trial run and panty adjusting day, I want you to take one of each of the pills from the bottles and put on the panties, I then want you to carry on with your day as normal.
Kylie day 2, I want you to repeat this and can be in private or in public but after day 1 I will assume you will want to do this in private.
Kylie Day 3 I know you have an interview on breakfast TV in 4 days time. I want you to wear these panties and take the pills on this day also, they must be left unwashed from day 1 and 2, and I want you to wear a skirt that will allow you to flash your panties easily but not obviously. You can explain your plight to the show’s producers so that none of the filming is cut , I then want you to flash your bum in the panties that are in the box and fart , I want it to look like An accident , the next part is easy just apologize profusely and carry on with the interview . I want you to flash your panty gusset twice as if by accident and release a fart each time each time apologizing , on the last one you need to say that your are trying a new diet and that you are full of gas and then carry on the interview as normal . The farting part will be easy as you will discover today when you break in the panties, the embarrassed bit will be also easy I assume.
After day 3 has finished I want you to post the panties, pills and the rest of the tapes to Kate L they must be unwashed. Day 1 & 2 I want you to film some of your day, the film must focus on your gusset and bum and I want you to upload the film to this site and email me the code to this email address, if I suspect any deviation from this plan you will never see your sister again.
Oh my god Kylie thought to herself how terrible, she loved her sister more than anything but she did not know how she was going to get through farting in front of millions of people on live TV. She would try and blank this from her mind for the moment and get on with day one at least it could be done at home, She took the first pill and then the second and slipped on the panties, gosh they were very tight even for her small frame they covered her like they wanted to make love to her pussy and bum.
They were also very sheer and you could easily see the crack of her bum and the lips of her pussy, she was very happy with both of these parts of her body her bum was perfect in anything tight fitting and she had a very neat pussy, she stroked both of these thought the extremely tight nylon.
She lay on the sofa and could not stop thinking about her sister and tried to watch the film, the first thing she noticed was the tightening of the panties over her pussy not an unpleasant sensation at all, she then felt a lot of hot slimy moisture their like she got when she see a something very erotic, the only difference was the amount of moisture and the heat it was creating between her pussy lip. God it was delicious, the already sheer panties were now like glass totally see through and formed over her pussy like a skin.
She resisted the incredible urge to rub her hot slimy pussy through her panties this would not be right with her sister in danger, one thing she did think off that once this was all over, she was going to get more of these pills her pussy was welded to the panty gusset and on fire she was on the verge of a massive orgasm.
She lay their watching the film, thinking about her sister’s plight, the wonderful sensation of her ready to explode pussy and the exquisite feel of the tight panty gusset rubbing her slimy swollen pussy.
It must have been about an hour later when Kylie could feel pressure building in her abdomen, it was like her stomach was filling up with air, she started feeling the need to fart, she pushed gently and a long hot 20 second whoosh of air filtered through her panties and gave her stomach some relief, the air was filled with a strong smell of fresh poo and cabbage’s her panties were on fire front and back.
The relief was short lived, only seconds later she needed to fart again, she pushed and this one seemed to go on forever it was very warm silent and smelt even worse. It smelt like she had pooped her knickers big time. The fart was like a hot rush of air not like a standard vibrating fart but very audible like a silent fart with the volume turned up and they were very warm almost hot. She had an odd thought like most people the smell of her farts were quiet arousing to her to and she loved the way they struggled through her sheer knickers . her gusset was covered in pussy cum and was now dripping through the material , god know how she was going to cope on the live show it was obvious she was about to cum big time .
As the day went on she must of farted at least a hundred times it was getting to the end of the day and she needed to relieve the pressure in her aching cunt the need to fart was getting less by the hour , she stood in front of the mirror and looked at her tightly encased bum , gosh it is sexy even though I do say so myself , she placed her fingers on her panty covered pussy and was amazed at the heat and the cum oozing through them she had never been this wet in her life it must be the pill, she held the oncoming fart until she could hold it no longer and let it out it whooshed as before and she could see her little arse hole letting out the incredibly hot fart it must have been nearly a minute coming out , the sensation of this, the panties, her aching cunt and the fetid smell made her explode into orgasm, her pussy jetted out cum in a thick stream for what seemed like forever it shot through her fingers and covered the floor in front of her wave after wave of pussy ecstasy . When it had finished she felt totally knackered and spent and her panties were in a mess big time. As per the tape she had been filming on and off until this point and was allowed to remove the mullered knickers, they made an audible peeling sound as they parted from her pussy, She was instructed to leave them to dry as they were and not to attempt to clean them, the evening ended in a few more petering out farts and an early night.
Day 2 was a repeat of day 1 the panties looked terrible.
It was the day before her interview on breakfast TV; she had received another desperate call from her sister to make sure she did not falter, she was dreading the next morning it would be a nightmare.
She arrived at the studio in London 2 hours before the show as instructed and met with the producers to explain her plight, the head of production was a women and was shocked to hear what had to be done as it risked her job and any future career and she also as a women knew how embarrassing this would be for Kylie,
They thought of everything to avoid this event but decided if her sister was to be safe she had no choice none at all, kylie took the pills as instructed and had worn a short tight mini skirt as instructed also. She sat down to talk with the presenters on the show a well known man and women who had also been briefed as not to make matters worse. She sat on the sofa with her legs crossed her rapidly heating pussy and gas filling abdomen , as she needed to flash her panties from behind and fart as if by accident she had discussed with the presenters so the female presenter started discussing Kylies worshiped bum and could Kylie stand up turn round so the male fans could have a treat , Kylie did this with dread she made out that she had dropped something whilst doing so and bent over just enough to reveal the extremely tight panties stretched over her heavenly bum , the view was stunning and even from the back you could see the knickers were badly soiled, as she bent even without trying a long hot fart whooshed through them and even on camera you could clearly see her arsehole expending the fart it lasted about 25 seconds , she clapped her hand to her bum and apologized profusely to the presenters and sat back down , the air was filled with the stench of cabbage and hot fresh poo.
The two very professional presenters moved on quickly ignoring the terrible stench and what had just happened , Kylie though I love my sister and I have just farted in front of 2 million people, to make it worse her cunt was aching badly an orgasm was on its way.
After around 3 minutes Kylie spread her legs as if it was an innocent accident, so that you could see the whole panel of her gusset and the clear outline of her swollen pussy through her dirty panties, she let go of a really long hot fart that was nearly green in texture and smell. She quickly clamped her legs together and exclaimed oh I am terribly sorry how embarrassing , the Female moved on quickly Kylie was holding onto the gas with desperation , she opened her legs again and farted an even longer smellier fart , she started apologizing and saying that she had been on a new diet etc , she felt she was going to cum any second , as this was not part of the deal to show it in front of millions she got up and rushed behind the camera leaving millions of viewers gasping, wanking or vomiting , the male presenter rushed to her aid they had no idea she was going to cum big time all over the floor, The Female presenter went into a long speech how Kylie was very unwell and with great professionalism moved on quickly .
The male presenter got to Kylie and was about to say are you okay when she went into what seemed like agony and ecstasy farting and Cumming big time , he saw to his disbelief the jet of cum spurt through her fingers when she had finished she rushed off to the toilet in horror.
The aftermath was terrible and wonderful at the same time the news was filled with the incident some was sympathetic and some were very rude about the whole thing.
Her sister was returned as soon as she emailed the postage slip of the parcel sent to the next victim, she could not even warn them as this was not allowed.
Kate L PART 2
Kate stirred from her sleep and got ready for the day like Kylie on the day she got her bad news Kate L had a day of , Like Kylie she had 2 days of ecstasy and hell unlike Kylie she had to wear the panties badly soiled by another girl but the rest of this part of the story was the same , her 3rd day was slightly different she was going to present a celebrity it’s a knockout and she was going to have to do her thing whilst demonstrating the obstacles to the contestants although live it was only expected to have 500,000 viewers , the worst bit was their was lot of live audience and other celebrities she knew very well .
Like Kylie she turned early and explained to the production team her plight, she was wearing the panties that now were very very very dirty and a bright pink lycra minI dress as instructed, As she walked onto the field a hot day at least, the audience were in shock some very pleasantly I must add, Kate L had an amazing figure and a bum to die for. She felt her pussy started to swell , moisten and ache, her stomach was also rapidly filling with gas , her only advantage was that it was an open place, her instructed farts had to be heard but she could fart to her heart’s content as no one would hear , so whilst she opened the presentation she let hot fart after hot fart escape her arsehole and clung onto her climax like it was the most precious metal , The first part of her ordeal was next, she had to demonstrate the first obstacle , it was walking on all fours and climbing over various barrels and other low obstacles all good if you are not full of wind , wearing tight knickers, a short skirt and holding onto the biggest orgasm of your life in front of a lot of people . It was unbelievable to the crowd she was going to do this dressed like this anyway, luckily the other celebs had been briefed.
She put her mike on the bottom of her skirt as instructed by tape and lent forward so she was on all fours , unlike kylie her bum was not fatter just a bigger scale , she also had a very deep cleft and was constantly pulling her knickers out of her bum and that’s when they were the correct fit , these panties were 1-2 sizes to small at least so when she bent over they nearly cut her in half, the bum of the panties were buried deep up her arse and the gusset had actually gone between her soaking pussy lips .
The camera had been told to zoom in on her arse as instructed by the tape, everyone watching and you would have been very unlucky to miss it, could see a very sexy arse and pussy being flossed by the dirtiest pair of panties you could imagine, she desperately tried to pluck them out but they were far too tight, it was like pulling barbed wire out of a crack with bare hands.
She thought to herself just think of my sister and let’s get on with it , she was swollen with foul wind and proceeded to push but the knickers pressing brutally against her but hole would not allow the gas to escape , Oh my god she thought if the fart was not heard her sister was in danger , she pushed with all her might and to her horror she felt the mass of a huge turd move towards her arsehole opening but to her relief a long 60 second fart buzzed loudly through the panty material , for a moment she thought the turd was going to shoot out also but lucky the super tight knickers bounce it back up her intestine .
The crowd was shocked, some of the crowd had really hard willies as the whole thing was very erotic , she felt on the edge of Cumming and held it back with all her might, she stood up and immediately apologized to the crowd that she had been unwell and sorry I anyone was offended the crowd gave a cheer just to make her feel better .
The next obstacle was the ladder, thankfully she had managed to adjust the knickers so they covered most of her bum and pussy, just pulling them out had caused the release of a lot of farts.
She only had one more task to do and that was to climb the ladder with a camera right up her lycra skirt and fart three times , she re-attached the mike to her skirt hem and climbed the ladder , what a view cum stained super tight panties barely covering a bulging pussy and very hot arse indeed.
As she climbed a long hot fart escaped her erotic arse , she heard sniggers from the crowd but just ignored it and carried on commentating the obstacle , she pushed again and released a second even fouler fart to her horror she felt the turd slide down her intestines and stop behind a large pocket of gas.
Now she had 2 challenges farting the required 3rd time and not Cumming and pooping her panties , she had also forgotten that she had not pooped in over 5 days the stress and the pills had clogged her up .
She pushed gently with her arse cheeks squeezed together as to keep the turd in place and this made for the longest silent whooshing fart you could imagine it would not stop and it was getting hotter and smellier , then it happened the pressure released by her fart made room for the turd it pushed to the exit of her arsehole the fart was still coming over the turd , her turd was now pushing against her panties and was clearly visible on the camera , she could have run down the ladder and got to a toilet but the feel of what felt like an enormous turd exiting her bum into her knickers was too much for her already aching fanny, it exploded she was Cumming massive in her panty gusset , huge gushes of pussy cum punished the gusset wave after wave as it subsided her pussy would spasm and another gush of come shot through the tight gusset. Her head went into oblivion with the ecstasy of it, she was lucky that she did not fall of the ladder but unlucky that her position on the ladder was showing everything perfectly her exploding panty gusset and the quickly emerging turd it was now pushing her panty bum out like a tent , it was a thick turd and helped fuel her massive orgasm , it was very firm and the resistance of the knickers pushed the panties to the side so the turd could escape and did it escape along with a lot of farts , so now she was pooping and Cumming big time, 10 inches of turd snapped of and another one immediately replace it with a tone of very hot farts , the 5th turd was emerging when her orgasm subsided , oh my god she looked down at the litter of fat turds and the feeling of another fat turd exiting her tight butt, she felt another wave of orgasm brewing as the turd felt exquisite as it emerged she held the orgasm back climbed down the ladder with another turd pushing at her arsehole exit and run , she got to the portable toilets pulled her panties aside enough to let the turd out it hit the floor and at last was the end of the poop at least , the orgasm took hold and once again her gusset exploded as more cum spurted through it .
Oh my god she had had the best orgasm she had in her life and the most embarrassing once again the papers and news were falling over their selves at one of the most public displays of obscenity ever seen
Her sister was returned and the panties were fucked covered in cum and poo, as per the instructions she sent them to the next victim Kate G.
To be continued
Monday, January 21, 2019
MLFG: Lexi's Little accident
Warning this story contains farts. If you don't like then don't read. You have been warned.
Hey all its JJT here and this is just the one day at Eve's house. It's not the first but it was interesting and I figured I'd share it with you all. We both worked till late so her mom made dinner. She made meatloaf. Nothing to gassy for Eve. Eve didn't get home till 8:45 and I didn't get home till almost 10. So we ate the left overs and we went up stairs to get in bed. Eve dropped her jeans down around ankles reveling her hot pink panties. "I did some nasty ones in these this morning" she said. She pulled her shirt off and un clipped her bra. She went over and got one of my t-shirts. She put that on then pulled out a Goodnite and pulled it up around her waist. I quickly stripped down to my boxers and put on pajama pants. We got in bed kiss each other good night. She fell asleep really quickly. Once she was asleep she ripped about 3 farts. The first one was loud and airy and it smelt like death. The second one was the same and the third one was the same but much longer. After that I fell asleep. In the morning Eve woke me up. She was standing next to the bed on my side waking me up on purpose. "Honey wake up" she said about 3 times. "I made breakfast for you" she said. I then realized that she was wearing an apron and no shirt. She had her make up and hair done. "Baby you look sexy as hell" I said. We kissed then she helped me up and said "we got an amazing day ahead of us". It was just the 2 of us home. Her mom had work all day and Lexi had soccer practice until 12:30. We had to pick her up but I'll get to that. We went downstairs to the kitchen table. I sat down and she went over to the counter to get our food. "I made your favorite scrambled eggs and bacon with white toast. I made myself your favorite too. I get a brekfest bean burrito" eve said. She took her apron off and now she was standing there in nothing but a bra and a Goodnite. "Oh I forgot drinks" she said. Eve leaned over me to grab my cup and as she was leaning I smacked her butt. Just a little playful smack. She grinned at me then turned around and ripped an enormous fart right in my face. It was really wet and long. "That was nothing compared to what's gonna happen after I eat this burrito" she said. We ate breakfast then headed up to her room to get dressed. We both got dressed. I wore a cut off t shirt and jeans and Eve wore a tank top with light blue jean shorts. I went into the garage because I needed to cut the lawn. I got on the lawn mower and started mowing the grass. It took me roughly an hour and a half to do it all. Once I was done eve came into the garage with a bottle of Snapple. "Is my handsome man ready for lunch?" she asked. I wasn't actually hungry so we waited a bit longer. I walked into the living room where Eve was watching tv and the whole room smelt like her farts. "What is..." before I could even finish she giggled and said "their really bad today"we noticed it was getting around 12:00 so we go in my truck and went to pick up Lexi from soccer practice. About 5 minutes into the drive Eve ripped a silent fart. She put the window down and didn't say a word or even laugh. We pulled up to the soccer field and waited in my truck. Eve farted again this time really loud and long. She didn't even say anything about it or laugh. She just kept going through her sentence. She didn't put her window down so the smell was stuck. Lexi got in and immediately she said "eve did you fart?" "Yeah why?" Eve said. "Well I'm going to add to the smell" Lexi said. Just then she leans to the side and rips a long wet fart. "I've been holding that in for hours" she said. "Eww Lexi what gave you such bad gas" Eve asked. "Mom made me a breakfast burrito" she said. "Omg same" Eve said. "Oh great we're both going to be farting all day" Lexi said. We stopped at a local restaurant for lunch. We sat down and ordered. Eve ordered barbecue chicken. Her farts are going to absolute reek of rotting meat. We were sitting waiting for our food to come out and suddenly and low pitched fart comes from Lexi but the fart was long and at the end of it it was really wet. Her eyes widened and she put her hand on her butt. "I'll be right back" Lexi said in a terrified voice. She went to the bathroom. Eve and I sat wondering what the hell happened. She came back and ask for my truck keys. We asked what was wrong. "I sharted" Lexi whispered. Eve immediately covered her mouth trying not to laugh. I gave her my keys and she came back in with a t- shirt and shorts. "I keep a change of regular clothes in my soccer bag just in case I need to change. She went into the bathroom to change and finish cleaning up. She came out 15 minutes later and our food was here. We ate and headed home. Lexi was really embarrassed. We got home and she put her clothes in the washer. Eve and I sat in the living room watching tv. Lexi came in. "You all ok Lexi?" Eve asked. "Yeah I'm ok. But I have to fart so bad and I'm afraid to let it out" Lexi said. "Did you got to the bathroom yet" Eve asked. "Yeah but I'm scared" Lexi said. "Then let 'er rip" Eve said. Lexi then blasted a extremely wet fart that reeked horribly. "Eve that was worse sounding then some of your farts" I said. Lexi put her hand on her butt agian. She ran to the bathroom. "Eww that stinks" Eve said. "Oh so it's ok for your farts to smell like death but when some else farts its gross" I said. "Yeah. If your gonna fart then make sure someone almost dies from the smell" Eve said with laughter. Just then Lexi walked back in. "All good?" Eve asked. "Yeah it was just really wet" Lexi said. Lexi laid back on the couch watching tv. Eve got up to get us drinks. She walked past Lexi but sat on her face. "No please don't Eve" She said as Eve blasted a loud wet one in her face. That was about it for the day. Not much happened after all that. It wasent until we got in bed until she farted again. She was ripping them pretty bad but nothing special some silent ones and some wet low pitched ones. So that's all for that story hope you enjoyed.
Hey guys quick message here. Sorry about the long absences. Some stuff has popped up. Plus we've both been working a lot but we've been trying in our hardest to keep you guys updated but it's been so busy. Eve had a bunch of stories on her laptop until Lexi accidentally dropped it in her cousin's pool. It all got whipped out so unfortunately she can't post some of them but right now she's working on a story which you guys are gonna absolutely love. I'll save it for you all to read. It's was a great time. As eve would say, smell ya later.
Monday, December 17, 2018
Lexi's Little accident
Warning this story contains farts. If you don't like then don't read. You have been warned.
Hey all its JJT here and this is just the one day at Eve's house. It's not the first but it was interesting and I figured I'd share it with you all. We both worked till late so her mom made dinner. She made meatloaf. Nothing to gassy for Eve. Eve didn't get home till 8:45 and I didn't get home till almost 10. So we ate the left overs and we went up stairs to get in bed. Eve dropped her jeans down around ankles reveling her hot pink panties. "I did some nasty ones in these this morning" she said. She pulled her shirt off and un clipped her bra. She went over and got one of my t-shirts. She put that on then pulled out a Goodnite and pulled it up around her waist. I quickly stripped down to my boxers and put on pajama pants. We got in bed kiss each other good night. She fell asleep really quickly. Once she was asleep she ripped about 3 farts. The first one was loud and airy and it smelt like death. The second one was the same and the third one was the same but much longer. After that I fell asleep. In the morning Eve woke me up. She was standing next to the bed on my side waking me up on purpose. "Honey wake up" she said about 3 times. "I made breakfast for you" she said. I then realized that she was wearing an apron and no shirt. She had her make up and hair done. "Baby you look sexy as hell" I said. We kissed then she helped me up and said "we got an amazing day ahead of us". It was just the 2 of us home. Her mom had work all day and Lexi had soccer practice until 12:30. We had to pick her up but I'll get to that. We went downstairs to the kitchen table. I sat down and she went over to the counter to get our food. "I made your favorite scrambled eggs and bacon with white toast. I made myself your favorite too. I get a brekfest bean burrito" eve said. She took her apron off and now she was standing there in nothing but a bra and a Goodnite. "Oh I forgot drinks" she said. Eve leaned over me to grab my cup and as she was leaning I smacked her butt. Just a little playful smack. She grinned at me then turned around and ripped an enormous fart right in my face. It was really wet and long. "That was nothing compared to what's gonna happen after I eat this burrito" she said. We ate breakfast then headed up to her room to get dressed. We both got dressed. I wore a cut off t shirt and jeans and Eve wore a tank top with light blue jean shorts. I went into the garage because I needed to cut the lawn. I got on the lawn mower and started mowing the grass. It took me roughly an hour and a half to do it all. Once I was done eve came into the garage with a bottle of Snapple. "Is my handsome man ready for lunch?" she asked. I wasn't actually hungry so we waited a bit longer. I walked into the living room where Eve was watching tv and the whole room smelt like her farts. "What is..." before I could even finish she giggled and said "their really bad today"we noticed it was getting around 12:00 so we go in my truck and went to pick up Lexi from soccer practice. About 5 minutes into the drive Eve ripped a silent fart. She put the window down and didn't say a word or even laugh. We pulled up to the soccer field and waited in my truck. Eve farted again this time really loud and long. She didn't even say anything about it or laugh. She just kept going through her sentence. She didn't put her window down so the smell was stuck. Lexi got in and immediately she said "eve did you fart?" "Yeah why?" Eve said. "Well I'm going to add to the smell" Lexi said. Just then she leans to the side and rips a long wet fart. "I've been holding that in for hours" she said. "Eww Lexi what gave you such bad gas" Eve asked. "Mom made me a breakfast burrito" she said. "Omg same" Eve said. "Oh great we're both going to be farting all day" Lexi said. We stopped at a local restaurant for lunch. We sat down and ordered. Eve ordered barbecue chicken. Her farts are going to absolute reek of rotting meat. We were sitting waiting for our food to come out and suddenly and low pitched fart comes from Lexi but the fart was long and at the end of it it was really wet. Her eyes widened and she put her hand on her butt. "I'll be right back" Lexi said in a terrified voice. She went to the bathroom. Eve and I sat wondering what the hell happened. She came back and ask for my truck keys. We asked what was wrong. "I sharted" Lexi whispered. Eve immediately covered her mouth trying not to laugh. I gave her my keys and she came back in with a t- shirt and shorts. "I keep a change of regular clothes in my soccer bag just in case I need to change. She went into the bathroom to change and finish cleaning up. She came out 15 minutes later and our food was here. We ate and headed home. Lexi was really embarrassed. We got home and she put her clothes in the washer. Eve and I sat in the living room watching tv. Lexi came in. "You all ok Lexi?" Eve asked. "Yeah I'm ok. But I have to fart so bad and I'm afraid to let it out" Lexi said. "Did you got to the bathroom yet" Eve asked. "Yeah but I'm scared" Lexi said. "Then let 'er rip" Eve said. Lexi then blasted a extremely wet fart that reeked horribly. "Eve that was worse sounding then some of your farts" I said. Lexi put her hand on her butt agian. She ran to the bathroom. "Eww that stinks" Eve said. "Oh so it's ok for your farts to smell like death but when some else farts its gross" I said. "Yeah. If your gonna fart then make sure someone almost dies from the smell" Eve said with laughter. Just then Lexi walked back in. "All good?" Eve asked. "Yeah it was just really wet" Lexi said. Lexi laid back on the couch watching tv. Eve got up to get us drinks. She walked past Lexi but sat on her face. "No please don't Eve" She said as Eve blasted a loud wet one in her face. That was about it for the day. Not much happened after all that. It wasent until we got in bed until she farted again. She was ripping them pretty bad but nothing special some silent ones and some wet low pitched ones. So that's all for that story hope you enjoyed.
Hey guys quick message here. Sorry about the long absences. Some stuff has popped up. Plus we've both been working a lot but we've been trying in our hardest to keep you guys updated but it's been so busy. Eve had a bunch of stories on her laptop until Lexi accidentally dropped it in her cousin's pool. It all got whipped out so unfortunately she can't post some of them but right now she's working on a story which you guys are gonna absolutely love. I'll save it for you all to read. It's was a great time. As eve would say, smell ya later.
Wednesday, November 21, 2018
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.
Monday, November 19, 2018
Accident on the Interstate by Arthur Saxon arthursaxon@zombieworld.com
“Devil
take this traffic!” growled Nathan Garrett as he stared at the
rain-blurred brake lights of the SUV sitting just two feet in front of
the front bumper of his green ’95 Oldsmobile. “What’s the goddamn
hold-up?”
“Probably an accident,” said his sixteen-year-old daughter Megan, who was sitting next to him in the passenger seat. Slim and pretty, she was the apple of her father’s eye, particularly since her mother had passed away eighteen months ago. Her dark brown hair tumbled down to her shoulder-blades, and her winning smile and bubbly personality made her one of the most popular girls in her school. This evening she and her father were returning home from the state cheerleading competition, where she had, along with her team-mates, placed twentieth out of thirty-two high schools. This was partly due to her own error – a stumble that had thrown several of the girls off their rhythm. She was feeling miserable about this, of course, and she knew she would be cold-shouldered at school for at least a week by girls she normally considered friends.
Right now, however, something else was beginning to press on her mind. “Dad, can we pull off at the next exit and find a restroom somewhere?” she said. “I really need to go.”
“You’re kidding, right?” said Nathan. “The chances of us reaching an exit in the next hour are slim to none, I would say.”
Megan sighed and shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She was really getting quite desperate – she was not sure she could hold out for an hour. “Perhaps the radio will have some traffic news?” she suggested.
“Good idea,” agreed Nathan, and he tuned the radio in to the traffic report. Upon learning of a pile-up four miles ahead, he cursed in disgust. “We could be stuck here a while,” he said grimly.
Megan squirmed. “Dad, I really need to go!” she said urgently.
Nathan watched the rain bouncing off the hood of the car. “You want to go out and squat by the side of the road?” he suggested.
Megan looked out at the miniature river flowing by at the edge of the road. “You’re kidding! I’m not going out in that! And I certainly wouldn’t ‘squat’ in view of all these cars.”
Nathan’s eyes lit upon a bottle of water that he had brought for the journey. He lifted it to his lips and drained the last of it. “Here,” he said, handing it to her. “Can you manage to pee in that?”
Megan stared at it. “No!” she said. “For one thing, I’m not a boy and can’t aim that well.” Then she shrugged and turned away in embarrassment. “And for another, I don’t need to pee.”
Nathan was startled. “Oh!” he said. “Well for heaven’s sake, if it’s a number two, I’m sure you can hold out until we get home.”
“But that could be hours!” said Megan. “And I don’t think I can!”
Nevertheless, she tried. But as the next half-hour wore on, and they moved less than a car-length, her desperation increased until she was clutching at her abdomen in pain. “Dad!” she gasped. “I’ve got to go!”
“I’m sorry, there’s nothing I can do about our situation,” snapped Nathan, who had been getting more and more irritable as the time passed. “You’ll just have to wait, unless you want to go out in the pouring rain and take a dump on the shoulder. Why so desperate, anyway? You used to be able to hold on for a week or something.”
Megan bit her lip. For as long as she could remember it had been her habit to wait as long as possible before emptying her bowels – her doctor had called her a ‘classic anal retentive’, which was to say that she was a neat freak, pedantic about the damnedest things, almost obsessive about things being exactly where they should be … and with a tendency to avoid defecating until she could wait no longer. Her parents had thought that she was cured of this – they had taken her to a specialist after one-too-many accidents in grade school – but she had merely become more skilled in washing her soiled panties on the sly.
Nathan found Megan’s silence ominous. “Just how long has it been?” he asked with a frown.
“Um … a while,” confessed Megan. She writhed in her seat, clenching her anus tightly shut against the enormous pressure threatening to force it open from within.
“How long is a while?” Nathan inquired.
“A … week,” said Megan, grimacing in pain as a new pain began to build inside her bottom. “Or so…”
“A week or so?” echoed her father. “Megan, I thought we’d fixed that habit of yours!”
Megan gasped in pain – she could bear it no longer. “Oh Dad, I can’t hold it!” she exclaimed. It hurt too much to keep clenching, so she eased off a bit, and straight away the rounded tip of a thick, hard poo began to poke its way out of her anus.
“Well try!” said Nathan desperately.
“It’s no good,” moaned Megan as her anus slowly dilated around the emerging turd. At least it wouldn’t get very far – her bottom was pressed against the car seat and that, at least, would prevent the accident from being too severe, even if it did not prevent her cheerleading panties from getting messy.
“What … you mean you’re … having an accident?” asked Nathan in disbelief.
Megan buried her face in her hands. “I’m sorry, I can’t keep it in,” she said, and she began to cry as her poo met the resistance of the seat and halted, having come out barely an inch. Immediately the pressure began to build again, and Megan realized she would have to let some more out, or the pain would continue to grow. She raised herself up off the seat a couple of inches, and her poo started moving again, creeping out of her rectum and slowly pushing out the fabric of her panties.
“Well you can’t just sit there and let it happen!” exclaimed Nathan. “You’ll mess the seat! Find something to put under you, at least!” He reached forward and turned the fan up to full blast, hoping that this would help to keep the smell to a minimum. He did not dare open a window – the rain was pouring down harder than ever.
Megan turned and looked in the back seat, but saw nothing that she could put underneath her bottom. Sighing, she eased herself down on to her left buttock so that she could lift her left hand off the seat. She unbuckled her seatbelt and carefully took off her jacket, while her poo continued to slide out of her anus into her white cheerleading panties. If they had been regular panties, she might already have marked the car seat, but these were of a denser material, with a wide gusset, a thick lining, and rather more coverage at the front and back than her normal panties.
She lifted herself further off the seat and slid her jacket underneath her, spreading it out over the entire seat area. Thank goodness it was washable! Then she sat down – or tried to. But six or seven inches of her poo was now tenting her panties away from her buttocks, and if she sat down the poo would squish and make an even worse mess. So she planted her hands either side of her bottom and held herself a few inches above the seat, though she quickly realized she could not maintain this position for very long.
Nathan was shaking his head. “I can’t believe you’re messing yourself,” he said angrily. “At your age!”
Megan’s lip trembled. “I’m sorry Daddy,” she said, and then the whole misery of her failure at the competition, her teammates’ accusing stares, and now this new humiliation of crapping herself in front of her dad, and his anger at her, all ran together in her mind and she burst into tears.
Nathan sighed in exasperation. Then he looked over at the bowed head and shaking shoulders of his lovely daughter, and he felt guilty for adding to her woes. “Don’t cry,” he said awkwardly. “I’m sorry I yelled. I know you’ve had a bad day and I shouldn’t be making it worse for you.”
“I’m … s…sorry I’m having an accident,” said Megan through her sobs. Her poo was now bending in the middle, arching backwards while it continued to emerge at a slow but steady rate. This meant that the turd was now the shape of an upside-down question mark, but the more it folded, the more compressed it became, and when it began to fold sideways as well its shape became less defined – a firm, lumpy bulge that slowly stretched her panties further and further down towards the seat.
Nathan reached out and patted her shoulder. “There, there,” he said. “Don’t worry about the accident. I’m not really angry with you, I’m just … surprised, that’s all.” Then, as she continued to sob, he said softly, “There, there … just let it all out.”
He was talking about her tears, but Megan, still feeling considerable pain in her bowels, thought he was giving her permission to empty her bowels completely. “Thanks Dad,” she said with a weak smile. “I think it will help.” Then she held her breath and gently pushed, speeding the expulsion of her poo.
Her arms were tired, though, and she was reluctantly coming to the conclusion that she would have to squish the poo in order to make a little room in her panties. So she gingerly settled herself down, and grimaced as she felt the hot stickiness of her poo ooze up her butt crack and forwards along her gusset. Then, still feeling very full, she raised herself up and drew her legs up on to the seat, settling into a kneeling position so that she was sitting on her feet, with her heels well apart to allow plenty of room for her panties to bulge out between.
All this maneuvering had caused her to clench her anus shut, pinching off the poo, but now she resumed pushing, and her anus opened once again to allow her compacted turd to slide out into her panties. This section was very knobbly and hard, and felt rather painful as it bumped its way through her anal sphincter. It met the mass of poo already in her panties and was diverted forward, bending a little as it headed for her gusset. After eight or nine inches had emerged, Megan pinched it off and took a breather.
Her father had tucked his nose inside his shirt in order to avoid the worst of the smell. “Looks like the traffic’s beginning to move again,” he remarked in a muffled voice. “You’d better get your seatbelt back on.”
“Oh shit,” muttered Megan. Then she blushed at her language. “Sorry Dad.” She pulled her seatbelt around in front of her and clicked it into place, while still kneeling on the seat. She started pushing again, and more of the knobbly hard section began to slither out. Then it halted as a particularly wide lump reached the end of Megan’s rectum and nestled against the inside of her anus. Grunting with effort, she bore down hard, and slowly the lump began to stretch her sphincter out to a diameter of two inches … two and a half … three inches… Her eyes watering, Megan gave a huge effort and pushed extra hard. The giant lump slipped through, followed by several inches of softer poo, and Megan panted in relief.
Nathan turned up the wipers and began to crawl forward, following the SUV. He glanced across and noted Megan’s red face. “See this is what happens when you hold it in for a week,” he scolded her gently. “Why on earth can’t you go every day, or at least every other day, like other people do?”
A rope of smooth, semi-soft poo was now sliding easily out of Megan’s anus, to her relief. “I know, I know,” she said. “I just … I don’t even like to think about taking a dump, so I generally don’t until I can’t put it off any longer.”
As she continued to fill her panties with softer poo, the front end of the nine-inch lumpy turd had become anchored in the middle of her gusset. Its upper end was now being pushed slowly forward by the growing mass of soft poo, which was hitting the largest lump and spreading out every which way from there. When the flow of soft poo stopped, the upper end of the knobbly section was positioned at the opening of Megan’s vagina.
Megan carefully unfolded her legs from beneath her – it was time she sat down again to make more room. As she gently lowered herself down, however, her father braked suddenly as the SUV slammed on its own brakes, and Megan found herself sitting down rather harder than she intended. As her bottom hit the seat, she gasped in shock – something had just slid right up into her vagina!
Feeling rather sick, she realized that it must have been part of her poo. She lifted herself quickly off the seat, but unfortunately the poo did not slide back out – it was firmly lodged inside her now. Reaching between her legs, she screwed up her face in distaste as she felt her lumpy, squishy gusset. As she pressed against one lump, however, she felt something pressing deep inside her cunt. She shuddered – only about half an inch of the poo was protruding from her vagina – there was no way she could get it out without removing her panties.
“Are you okay?” asked Nathan. “Something wrong? Apart from the obvious, I mean.”
“No – no, I’m fine,” said Megan, blushing furiously. There was no way she could admit to her father what had just happened.
The rest of the poo had pancaked around her buttocks, with only that one large lump remaining pretty much its original shape. Some of the softer poo had crept forward along her gusset as far as her clitoris – she could feel it oozing between her labia, which was totally gross.
There was more to come, however, so she tucked her feet back under her and got herself into a kneeling position again. Then she relaxed her anus, and gently pushed once more. After a brief rush of soft poo, she felt the consistency change again – now there were some moderate-sized, but fairly smooth, ball-shaped lumps squeezing their way through her anus. One of them was larger than the others, and she grunted a bit with the effort of popping that one out.
“You’re still pooping?” asked her father, hearing the grunt. “Haven’t you, I don’t know, relieved enough pressure yet?”
“You said I could let it all out!” said Megan.
Nathan’s brow furrowed, then the light dawned. “I meant you should let yourself cry!” he said. “I didn’t mean you should let all your poop out!”
“Oh!” said Megan, turning white. She clenched her anus to stop further expulsions. “I thought … oh no!”
Nathan sighed, and then shrugged. “Don’t worry about it,” he muttered.
“Oh but I was in such pain!” said Megan. “It feels so good to get rid of it. I promise I’ll try to be better in future about going more regularly.”
“Damn right you will!” said Nathan. “Well I guess you might as well finish what you’ve started, if it will help you feel better.”
“Thanks Dad,” said Megan gratefully. “These panties seem to be able to hold quite a lot.”
Nathan’s hair stood on end. “No details, please!” he exclaimed. “I don’t want to hear it.”
Megan smiled despite herself, then her face took on a look of concentration as she resumed pushing. The poo that was now emerging was firm, smooth, and not too wide, and feeling it slide through her anus was almost pleasurable. She felt it curling around beneath her buttocks, adding a lumpy layer to the already thick pad of poo that was filling the back of her panties.
She pinched it off and slid her feet out from beneath her so that she could sit down again. This time, as she settled herself gently down, she could feel poo oozing all the way up to her waistband, not to mention further forward along her gusset until her entire pussy was cradled in the warm mess. As she shifted her position, she felt a little tingle in her loins as the ridge of poo between her labia stroked over her clitoral hood. This was rather nice, so she did it again, and smiled with secret pleasure as she was rewarded with another tingle.
As subtly as she could, she gyrated her pelvis, grinding her pussy into the poo in her panties. This had two effects: first, her clitoral hood was dragged back so that her clitoris was exposed and caressed by the ridge of poo, and second, the poo in her vagina was pushed inwards a little, which caused it to slide over her g-spot.
A little moan escaped Megan’s lips, and she hastily turned it into a throat-clearing. Her father glanced across at her, but he did not look suspicious. Forcing herself not to make a noise, Megan began to grind her pussy into the poo with a steady rhythm, so that the poo in her cunt slowly eased in and out, gently fucking her while the ridge of poo along the middle of her gusset lavished delightful attention on her clitoris.
Her cheeks flushed red as she felt herself approaching orgasm. She closed her eyes and ever-so-slightly increased the pace of her gyration. Soon she was unable to prevent her breath from coming in gasps.
“Megan, what are you doing?” asked her father suddenly.
On the brink of orgasm, Megan was shocked back to reality and her eyes snapped open. “Nothing!” she said quickly.
Her father said nothing, but frowned and faced forward again. The traffic was beginning to move a little more steadily now – he judged that they might be home within the hour if all went well. He only hoped that the rain would stop, so that he could open a window and let some of the smell out.
Megan was desperate to climax, but she did not dare to try the same thing again. Instead she let her anus open up again, lifted her bottom off the seat, and pushed hard, so that a long, smooth sausage of poo quickly extruded from her rectum and curled up against her buttocks. This was followed by a rush of semi-soft poo which billowed out from her anus and filled every available nook and cranny, smoothing out the bulge in her panties and surging forward along her gusset to fill out the front of her panties. As it flowed over her clitoris, Megan felt like she was being continuously licked by an immensely long tongue. Her nipples hardened in her bra and the flush came back into her cheeks, but she forced herself to breathe normally.
She continued to push until the front of her panties were bulging so much that a little hill had formed in her lap, over which was draped her short cheerleading skirt. If her father saw that … well, it did not really matter, since he knew she was messing herself anyway.
She reached beneath her bottom with one hand, and cupped the bulge in the back of her panties. It was worse than she thought, hanging down several inches beneath her buttocks. If she sat down now, her poo would splurge out of the legbands of her panties and all over her jacket. Instead she tucked her feet back under her, and knelt with her heels right at the outer edges of her buttocks, supporting little more than her hips.
In this position she let out some more poo – a series of soft, squishy lumps that merged with what was already in her panties and merely served to make the sagging bulge a little more huge. Still feeling extremely horny, she reached between her legs, under her skirt, and felt around for the tip of the poo in her vagina. It was buried now beneath a mass of soft poo, but she sank her fingers into the nylon-veiled squishy mass until her probing fingers found the hard, round end of the knobbly turd. Pushing it inwards, she quivered with pleasure as she felt it slide deeper inside her, then she let it go so that it slid out a little, then she pushed it back in. After just a couple of minutes of fucking herself like this, she was almost at her climax.
But then, “Stop playing with it!” said her father. “For heaven’s sake, what are you doing?”
Frustrated once again, Megan sighed and withdrew her hand. “I was just making sure my panties aren’t leaking,” she said.
“Oh,” said Nathan. “And are they?”
“No, they appear to be holding it all,” said Megan.
“Good,” said her father.
Megan scowled resentfully for much of the rest of the way home. The rain had slackened off over the past few minutes, and as Nathan pulled into their driveway, there was only a light drizzle speckling the windscreen. He stopped the car, switched off, and climbed out. On the other side, Megan opened her door and very carefully stepped out. Her skirt was splaying out oddly on account of her massively bulging panties, and when she felt behind her she realized with a sense of fascination that the bulge was actually sagging below her hemline. She waddled slowly indoors, anxious not to spill any poo, but as she walked she could feel her panties beginning to slip downwards. Stopping in the hall, she reached back with both hands and held her splayed fingers underneath the enormous bulge.
Her father turned to face her. “I’m sorry if I was a little hard on you in the car,” he said to her. “This must have been an awful experience for you. I should have been more sympathetic.”
“That’s all right Dad,” she told him with a smile. “It was my own fault for holding it in so long.”
“Well,” he said, a little awkwardly, “I just want you to know … you’re still my princess.”
She threw her arms around him happily, and he held her close for a full minute before drawing back. “Now,” he said, “you’d better go and take a shower.”
Megan nodded, and she proceeded to climb the stairs slowly, cradling her bulging panties in her hands as she went. Upstairs in the bathroom, she stripped off everything but her panties, then she switched the shower on and climbed in when it reached her desired temperature. Finally alone with her poo, she plunged her hand into the front of her panties, her fingers sinking deep into her mushy poo, and she masturbated furiously until her entire body was shuddering in the most intense orgasm she had had for a long time.
Lumps of poo were falling from her panties as she gradually came off her pleasure high, and somewhat reluctantly she pulled them down to her ankles and stepped out of them. Washing all the poo from her bottom and pussy, she stepped on all the lumps with her bare toes and mashed them into a liquidy mess, which she then swept towards the plughole.
It was not until she was nearly clean that she remembered the poo still in her vagina. She was about to take it out, when a delightfully wicked thought occurred to her: why not leave it in?
She finished washing herself, then she climbed out and dried herself very carefully, using toilet tissue to mop up the brown water which kept trickling down her inner thighs. Eventually this trickle stopped, and, wrapping herself in a towel, she brushed her teeth and dried her hair. Then she went back to her room, dropped the towel, and pulled out a fresh pair of panties. These were white silk, much prettier and skimpier than her cheer panties, and she put them on with a contented smile. Climbing into bed, she switched off her bedside light, turned on to her side in a semi-foetal position, and snuggled up to her favourite teddy bear, which she had had since she was six years old.
She could feel her knobbly poo still buried inside her vagina, and it felt heavenly. As she gradually drifted toward sleep, it vaguely occurred to her that her bowels were not quite empty yet. Smiling to herself with her eyes closed, she relaxed her anus and pushed. A soft poo, about an inch and a half in diameter, started snaking its way out of her rectum and into the back of her panties, and she sighed with pleasure at the sensation. Not firm enough to hold its shape very well, it curled up and squished together slightly into a soft, lumpy mass which, once fully expelled, slid partially down over one buttock. This did not feel very comfortable, so she reached back and pressed it between her buttocks again, and a little into her pussy. Then, sensing that there was perhaps a little more yet, she pushed as hard as she could. Sure enough another poo, slightly firmer and thicker, began to emerge. Megan pushed it out with steady pressure, using her hand to guide it along her gusset as it inched further and further forward. By the time it broke off, its tip was pressing nicely against her clitoris.
One last, long push filled the back of Megan’s panties with a shapeless mass of very soft poo, and, lying thus with her buttocks and pussy cradled in a delightful warm soft sticky embrace, she finally drifted off to sleep.
THE END
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“Probably an accident,” said his sixteen-year-old daughter Megan, who was sitting next to him in the passenger seat. Slim and pretty, she was the apple of her father’s eye, particularly since her mother had passed away eighteen months ago. Her dark brown hair tumbled down to her shoulder-blades, and her winning smile and bubbly personality made her one of the most popular girls in her school. This evening she and her father were returning home from the state cheerleading competition, where she had, along with her team-mates, placed twentieth out of thirty-two high schools. This was partly due to her own error – a stumble that had thrown several of the girls off their rhythm. She was feeling miserable about this, of course, and she knew she would be cold-shouldered at school for at least a week by girls she normally considered friends.
Right now, however, something else was beginning to press on her mind. “Dad, can we pull off at the next exit and find a restroom somewhere?” she said. “I really need to go.”
“You’re kidding, right?” said Nathan. “The chances of us reaching an exit in the next hour are slim to none, I would say.”
Megan sighed and shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She was really getting quite desperate – she was not sure she could hold out for an hour. “Perhaps the radio will have some traffic news?” she suggested.
“Good idea,” agreed Nathan, and he tuned the radio in to the traffic report. Upon learning of a pile-up four miles ahead, he cursed in disgust. “We could be stuck here a while,” he said grimly.
Megan squirmed. “Dad, I really need to go!” she said urgently.
Nathan watched the rain bouncing off the hood of the car. “You want to go out and squat by the side of the road?” he suggested.
Megan looked out at the miniature river flowing by at the edge of the road. “You’re kidding! I’m not going out in that! And I certainly wouldn’t ‘squat’ in view of all these cars.”
Nathan’s eyes lit upon a bottle of water that he had brought for the journey. He lifted it to his lips and drained the last of it. “Here,” he said, handing it to her. “Can you manage to pee in that?”
Megan stared at it. “No!” she said. “For one thing, I’m not a boy and can’t aim that well.” Then she shrugged and turned away in embarrassment. “And for another, I don’t need to pee.”
Nathan was startled. “Oh!” he said. “Well for heaven’s sake, if it’s a number two, I’m sure you can hold out until we get home.”
“But that could be hours!” said Megan. “And I don’t think I can!”
Nevertheless, she tried. But as the next half-hour wore on, and they moved less than a car-length, her desperation increased until she was clutching at her abdomen in pain. “Dad!” she gasped. “I’ve got to go!”
“I’m sorry, there’s nothing I can do about our situation,” snapped Nathan, who had been getting more and more irritable as the time passed. “You’ll just have to wait, unless you want to go out in the pouring rain and take a dump on the shoulder. Why so desperate, anyway? You used to be able to hold on for a week or something.”
Megan bit her lip. For as long as she could remember it had been her habit to wait as long as possible before emptying her bowels – her doctor had called her a ‘classic anal retentive’, which was to say that she was a neat freak, pedantic about the damnedest things, almost obsessive about things being exactly where they should be … and with a tendency to avoid defecating until she could wait no longer. Her parents had thought that she was cured of this – they had taken her to a specialist after one-too-many accidents in grade school – but she had merely become more skilled in washing her soiled panties on the sly.
Nathan found Megan’s silence ominous. “Just how long has it been?” he asked with a frown.
“Um … a while,” confessed Megan. She writhed in her seat, clenching her anus tightly shut against the enormous pressure threatening to force it open from within.
“How long is a while?” Nathan inquired.
“A … week,” said Megan, grimacing in pain as a new pain began to build inside her bottom. “Or so…”
“A week or so?” echoed her father. “Megan, I thought we’d fixed that habit of yours!”
Megan gasped in pain – she could bear it no longer. “Oh Dad, I can’t hold it!” she exclaimed. It hurt too much to keep clenching, so she eased off a bit, and straight away the rounded tip of a thick, hard poo began to poke its way out of her anus.
“Well try!” said Nathan desperately.
“It’s no good,” moaned Megan as her anus slowly dilated around the emerging turd. At least it wouldn’t get very far – her bottom was pressed against the car seat and that, at least, would prevent the accident from being too severe, even if it did not prevent her cheerleading panties from getting messy.
“What … you mean you’re … having an accident?” asked Nathan in disbelief.
Megan buried her face in her hands. “I’m sorry, I can’t keep it in,” she said, and she began to cry as her poo met the resistance of the seat and halted, having come out barely an inch. Immediately the pressure began to build again, and Megan realized she would have to let some more out, or the pain would continue to grow. She raised herself up off the seat a couple of inches, and her poo started moving again, creeping out of her rectum and slowly pushing out the fabric of her panties.
“Well you can’t just sit there and let it happen!” exclaimed Nathan. “You’ll mess the seat! Find something to put under you, at least!” He reached forward and turned the fan up to full blast, hoping that this would help to keep the smell to a minimum. He did not dare open a window – the rain was pouring down harder than ever.
Megan turned and looked in the back seat, but saw nothing that she could put underneath her bottom. Sighing, she eased herself down on to her left buttock so that she could lift her left hand off the seat. She unbuckled her seatbelt and carefully took off her jacket, while her poo continued to slide out of her anus into her white cheerleading panties. If they had been regular panties, she might already have marked the car seat, but these were of a denser material, with a wide gusset, a thick lining, and rather more coverage at the front and back than her normal panties.
She lifted herself further off the seat and slid her jacket underneath her, spreading it out over the entire seat area. Thank goodness it was washable! Then she sat down – or tried to. But six or seven inches of her poo was now tenting her panties away from her buttocks, and if she sat down the poo would squish and make an even worse mess. So she planted her hands either side of her bottom and held herself a few inches above the seat, though she quickly realized she could not maintain this position for very long.
Nathan was shaking his head. “I can’t believe you’re messing yourself,” he said angrily. “At your age!”
Megan’s lip trembled. “I’m sorry Daddy,” she said, and then the whole misery of her failure at the competition, her teammates’ accusing stares, and now this new humiliation of crapping herself in front of her dad, and his anger at her, all ran together in her mind and she burst into tears.
Nathan sighed in exasperation. Then he looked over at the bowed head and shaking shoulders of his lovely daughter, and he felt guilty for adding to her woes. “Don’t cry,” he said awkwardly. “I’m sorry I yelled. I know you’ve had a bad day and I shouldn’t be making it worse for you.”
“I’m … s…sorry I’m having an accident,” said Megan through her sobs. Her poo was now bending in the middle, arching backwards while it continued to emerge at a slow but steady rate. This meant that the turd was now the shape of an upside-down question mark, but the more it folded, the more compressed it became, and when it began to fold sideways as well its shape became less defined – a firm, lumpy bulge that slowly stretched her panties further and further down towards the seat.
Nathan reached out and patted her shoulder. “There, there,” he said. “Don’t worry about the accident. I’m not really angry with you, I’m just … surprised, that’s all.” Then, as she continued to sob, he said softly, “There, there … just let it all out.”
He was talking about her tears, but Megan, still feeling considerable pain in her bowels, thought he was giving her permission to empty her bowels completely. “Thanks Dad,” she said with a weak smile. “I think it will help.” Then she held her breath and gently pushed, speeding the expulsion of her poo.
Her arms were tired, though, and she was reluctantly coming to the conclusion that she would have to squish the poo in order to make a little room in her panties. So she gingerly settled herself down, and grimaced as she felt the hot stickiness of her poo ooze up her butt crack and forwards along her gusset. Then, still feeling very full, she raised herself up and drew her legs up on to the seat, settling into a kneeling position so that she was sitting on her feet, with her heels well apart to allow plenty of room for her panties to bulge out between.
All this maneuvering had caused her to clench her anus shut, pinching off the poo, but now she resumed pushing, and her anus opened once again to allow her compacted turd to slide out into her panties. This section was very knobbly and hard, and felt rather painful as it bumped its way through her anal sphincter. It met the mass of poo already in her panties and was diverted forward, bending a little as it headed for her gusset. After eight or nine inches had emerged, Megan pinched it off and took a breather.
Her father had tucked his nose inside his shirt in order to avoid the worst of the smell. “Looks like the traffic’s beginning to move again,” he remarked in a muffled voice. “You’d better get your seatbelt back on.”
“Oh shit,” muttered Megan. Then she blushed at her language. “Sorry Dad.” She pulled her seatbelt around in front of her and clicked it into place, while still kneeling on the seat. She started pushing again, and more of the knobbly hard section began to slither out. Then it halted as a particularly wide lump reached the end of Megan’s rectum and nestled against the inside of her anus. Grunting with effort, she bore down hard, and slowly the lump began to stretch her sphincter out to a diameter of two inches … two and a half … three inches… Her eyes watering, Megan gave a huge effort and pushed extra hard. The giant lump slipped through, followed by several inches of softer poo, and Megan panted in relief.
Nathan turned up the wipers and began to crawl forward, following the SUV. He glanced across and noted Megan’s red face. “See this is what happens when you hold it in for a week,” he scolded her gently. “Why on earth can’t you go every day, or at least every other day, like other people do?”
A rope of smooth, semi-soft poo was now sliding easily out of Megan’s anus, to her relief. “I know, I know,” she said. “I just … I don’t even like to think about taking a dump, so I generally don’t until I can’t put it off any longer.”
As she continued to fill her panties with softer poo, the front end of the nine-inch lumpy turd had become anchored in the middle of her gusset. Its upper end was now being pushed slowly forward by the growing mass of soft poo, which was hitting the largest lump and spreading out every which way from there. When the flow of soft poo stopped, the upper end of the knobbly section was positioned at the opening of Megan’s vagina.
Megan carefully unfolded her legs from beneath her – it was time she sat down again to make more room. As she gently lowered herself down, however, her father braked suddenly as the SUV slammed on its own brakes, and Megan found herself sitting down rather harder than she intended. As her bottom hit the seat, she gasped in shock – something had just slid right up into her vagina!
Feeling rather sick, she realized that it must have been part of her poo. She lifted herself quickly off the seat, but unfortunately the poo did not slide back out – it was firmly lodged inside her now. Reaching between her legs, she screwed up her face in distaste as she felt her lumpy, squishy gusset. As she pressed against one lump, however, she felt something pressing deep inside her cunt. She shuddered – only about half an inch of the poo was protruding from her vagina – there was no way she could get it out without removing her panties.
“Are you okay?” asked Nathan. “Something wrong? Apart from the obvious, I mean.”
“No – no, I’m fine,” said Megan, blushing furiously. There was no way she could admit to her father what had just happened.
The rest of the poo had pancaked around her buttocks, with only that one large lump remaining pretty much its original shape. Some of the softer poo had crept forward along her gusset as far as her clitoris – she could feel it oozing between her labia, which was totally gross.
There was more to come, however, so she tucked her feet back under her and got herself into a kneeling position again. Then she relaxed her anus, and gently pushed once more. After a brief rush of soft poo, she felt the consistency change again – now there were some moderate-sized, but fairly smooth, ball-shaped lumps squeezing their way through her anus. One of them was larger than the others, and she grunted a bit with the effort of popping that one out.
“You’re still pooping?” asked her father, hearing the grunt. “Haven’t you, I don’t know, relieved enough pressure yet?”
“You said I could let it all out!” said Megan.
Nathan’s brow furrowed, then the light dawned. “I meant you should let yourself cry!” he said. “I didn’t mean you should let all your poop out!”
“Oh!” said Megan, turning white. She clenched her anus to stop further expulsions. “I thought … oh no!”
Nathan sighed, and then shrugged. “Don’t worry about it,” he muttered.
“Oh but I was in such pain!” said Megan. “It feels so good to get rid of it. I promise I’ll try to be better in future about going more regularly.”
“Damn right you will!” said Nathan. “Well I guess you might as well finish what you’ve started, if it will help you feel better.”
“Thanks Dad,” said Megan gratefully. “These panties seem to be able to hold quite a lot.”
Nathan’s hair stood on end. “No details, please!” he exclaimed. “I don’t want to hear it.”
Megan smiled despite herself, then her face took on a look of concentration as she resumed pushing. The poo that was now emerging was firm, smooth, and not too wide, and feeling it slide through her anus was almost pleasurable. She felt it curling around beneath her buttocks, adding a lumpy layer to the already thick pad of poo that was filling the back of her panties.
She pinched it off and slid her feet out from beneath her so that she could sit down again. This time, as she settled herself gently down, she could feel poo oozing all the way up to her waistband, not to mention further forward along her gusset until her entire pussy was cradled in the warm mess. As she shifted her position, she felt a little tingle in her loins as the ridge of poo between her labia stroked over her clitoral hood. This was rather nice, so she did it again, and smiled with secret pleasure as she was rewarded with another tingle.
As subtly as she could, she gyrated her pelvis, grinding her pussy into the poo in her panties. This had two effects: first, her clitoral hood was dragged back so that her clitoris was exposed and caressed by the ridge of poo, and second, the poo in her vagina was pushed inwards a little, which caused it to slide over her g-spot.
A little moan escaped Megan’s lips, and she hastily turned it into a throat-clearing. Her father glanced across at her, but he did not look suspicious. Forcing herself not to make a noise, Megan began to grind her pussy into the poo with a steady rhythm, so that the poo in her cunt slowly eased in and out, gently fucking her while the ridge of poo along the middle of her gusset lavished delightful attention on her clitoris.
Her cheeks flushed red as she felt herself approaching orgasm. She closed her eyes and ever-so-slightly increased the pace of her gyration. Soon she was unable to prevent her breath from coming in gasps.
“Megan, what are you doing?” asked her father suddenly.
On the brink of orgasm, Megan was shocked back to reality and her eyes snapped open. “Nothing!” she said quickly.
Her father said nothing, but frowned and faced forward again. The traffic was beginning to move a little more steadily now – he judged that they might be home within the hour if all went well. He only hoped that the rain would stop, so that he could open a window and let some of the smell out.
Megan was desperate to climax, but she did not dare to try the same thing again. Instead she let her anus open up again, lifted her bottom off the seat, and pushed hard, so that a long, smooth sausage of poo quickly extruded from her rectum and curled up against her buttocks. This was followed by a rush of semi-soft poo which billowed out from her anus and filled every available nook and cranny, smoothing out the bulge in her panties and surging forward along her gusset to fill out the front of her panties. As it flowed over her clitoris, Megan felt like she was being continuously licked by an immensely long tongue. Her nipples hardened in her bra and the flush came back into her cheeks, but she forced herself to breathe normally.
She continued to push until the front of her panties were bulging so much that a little hill had formed in her lap, over which was draped her short cheerleading skirt. If her father saw that … well, it did not really matter, since he knew she was messing herself anyway.
She reached beneath her bottom with one hand, and cupped the bulge in the back of her panties. It was worse than she thought, hanging down several inches beneath her buttocks. If she sat down now, her poo would splurge out of the legbands of her panties and all over her jacket. Instead she tucked her feet back under her, and knelt with her heels right at the outer edges of her buttocks, supporting little more than her hips.
In this position she let out some more poo – a series of soft, squishy lumps that merged with what was already in her panties and merely served to make the sagging bulge a little more huge. Still feeling extremely horny, she reached between her legs, under her skirt, and felt around for the tip of the poo in her vagina. It was buried now beneath a mass of soft poo, but she sank her fingers into the nylon-veiled squishy mass until her probing fingers found the hard, round end of the knobbly turd. Pushing it inwards, she quivered with pleasure as she felt it slide deeper inside her, then she let it go so that it slid out a little, then she pushed it back in. After just a couple of minutes of fucking herself like this, she was almost at her climax.
But then, “Stop playing with it!” said her father. “For heaven’s sake, what are you doing?”
Frustrated once again, Megan sighed and withdrew her hand. “I was just making sure my panties aren’t leaking,” she said.
“Oh,” said Nathan. “And are they?”
“No, they appear to be holding it all,” said Megan.
“Good,” said her father.
Megan scowled resentfully for much of the rest of the way home. The rain had slackened off over the past few minutes, and as Nathan pulled into their driveway, there was only a light drizzle speckling the windscreen. He stopped the car, switched off, and climbed out. On the other side, Megan opened her door and very carefully stepped out. Her skirt was splaying out oddly on account of her massively bulging panties, and when she felt behind her she realized with a sense of fascination that the bulge was actually sagging below her hemline. She waddled slowly indoors, anxious not to spill any poo, but as she walked she could feel her panties beginning to slip downwards. Stopping in the hall, she reached back with both hands and held her splayed fingers underneath the enormous bulge.
Her father turned to face her. “I’m sorry if I was a little hard on you in the car,” he said to her. “This must have been an awful experience for you. I should have been more sympathetic.”
“That’s all right Dad,” she told him with a smile. “It was my own fault for holding it in so long.”
“Well,” he said, a little awkwardly, “I just want you to know … you’re still my princess.”
She threw her arms around him happily, and he held her close for a full minute before drawing back. “Now,” he said, “you’d better go and take a shower.”
Megan nodded, and she proceeded to climb the stairs slowly, cradling her bulging panties in her hands as she went. Upstairs in the bathroom, she stripped off everything but her panties, then she switched the shower on and climbed in when it reached her desired temperature. Finally alone with her poo, she plunged her hand into the front of her panties, her fingers sinking deep into her mushy poo, and she masturbated furiously until her entire body was shuddering in the most intense orgasm she had had for a long time.
Lumps of poo were falling from her panties as she gradually came off her pleasure high, and somewhat reluctantly she pulled them down to her ankles and stepped out of them. Washing all the poo from her bottom and pussy, she stepped on all the lumps with her bare toes and mashed them into a liquidy mess, which she then swept towards the plughole.
It was not until she was nearly clean that she remembered the poo still in her vagina. She was about to take it out, when a delightfully wicked thought occurred to her: why not leave it in?
She finished washing herself, then she climbed out and dried herself very carefully, using toilet tissue to mop up the brown water which kept trickling down her inner thighs. Eventually this trickle stopped, and, wrapping herself in a towel, she brushed her teeth and dried her hair. Then she went back to her room, dropped the towel, and pulled out a fresh pair of panties. These were white silk, much prettier and skimpier than her cheer panties, and she put them on with a contented smile. Climbing into bed, she switched off her bedside light, turned on to her side in a semi-foetal position, and snuggled up to her favourite teddy bear, which she had had since she was six years old.
She could feel her knobbly poo still buried inside her vagina, and it felt heavenly. As she gradually drifted toward sleep, it vaguely occurred to her that her bowels were not quite empty yet. Smiling to herself with her eyes closed, she relaxed her anus and pushed. A soft poo, about an inch and a half in diameter, started snaking its way out of her rectum and into the back of her panties, and she sighed with pleasure at the sensation. Not firm enough to hold its shape very well, it curled up and squished together slightly into a soft, lumpy mass which, once fully expelled, slid partially down over one buttock. This did not feel very comfortable, so she reached back and pressed it between her buttocks again, and a little into her pussy. Then, sensing that there was perhaps a little more yet, she pushed as hard as she could. Sure enough another poo, slightly firmer and thicker, began to emerge. Megan pushed it out with steady pressure, using her hand to guide it along her gusset as it inched further and further forward. By the time it broke off, its tip was pressing nicely against her clitoris.
One last, long push filled the back of Megan’s panties with a shapeless mass of very soft poo, and, lying thus with her buttocks and pussy cradled in a delightful warm soft sticky embrace, she finally drifted off to sleep.
THE END
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Monday, October 29, 2018
Kayla
Hi everybody! After my last post, a few people wanted to know how old I was and stuff so I'll just describe myself. I'm a 21 year old college student from Minnesota, I'm 5'7" and like, 140 lbs. I have brown hair and brown eyes. I have a thin build but I have a very big, and low-hanging boobs, that make me look thicker than I am. I wish I could say if I was attractive or not but I'm not sure. I don't think I am good looking, but guys do come on to me. I usually attribute it to my chest (which I really hate) and end up being scared away because I'm too insecure to find out if they're actually attracted to me. But enough feeling sorry for myself. I really like sharing my personal stories here, and also how open minded everyone at this forum is.
To wetguy- No my parents never found out. If they did I would probably be way too embarrassed to face them.
WetSuit- I clog the toilet quite a bit, but now I live by myself so I uncolg the toilet. But when I lived at home I plugged it up a lot too and my dad always fixed it. I was embarrassed but I would just stay out of sight. Not seeing his response to my poop would make it less embarrassing I guess
Lucki Sportz Fanatic- I honestly love the feeling of filling my underwear. I makes me feel like, "naughty," I guess. And it's a little weird that I like that feeling because I'm not a very kinky person.
King oF the Throne- Cool, be sure and tell the details of your poop. Don't you love the full feeling and the anticipation of a big load?
That's all I have time for now, but I have a couple more stories to share soon. I can't wait, I love to describe my secret enjoyment.
Bye All,
Kayla
OMG I love reading everyone's pooping stories. I have to admit that I LOVE pooping in my panties.....on purpose. Just the other morning I was laying in bed and I was so relaxed. I felt the urge to have to poo so I decided to lay there until I had to go really bad. About half an hour later the time had come. I had to go so bad that I could feel the poo poking out of my butt. I gently pushed and the turd was big. I had to push hard to get it out. It felt so good sliding into my panties. I pushed some more and another big turd started making its way out. I could feel my panties streching as my nice firm logs filled them. I was so turned on by it. I just layed there and pushed until I didn't have to go anymore. I had three big fat turds in my panties. The buldge was enormous. After a few minutes of laying there just enjoying the feeling of the poop pressed against my butt I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. I carefully pulled my panties down and stepped out of t! hem. I emptied the logs into the toilet and flushed them away. Then I got into the shower to clean the rest of me off. They were such firm poos that my butt wasn't even dirty. This will definately be part of a regular routine for me. I got such a thrill out of it. I will post more later and keep you updated on how it goes.
Laura Beth
I am 18 and going to graduate from high school. This site is awesome. I take going to the bathroom very seriously. It is not requirement of life. It is an event. I pee a lot. I pee as much as 10x a day. Well, it helps when you drink a lot of water like I do. I live in NYC and go to a girl's prep school. That is all I can say. I am WASP White Anglo-Saxon Protestant, 5'11" 160 lbs., a little chunky, brown hair. I wear a blue skirt, sometimes with pantyhose and a white shirt for a school uniform I urinate a lot at school. I sometimes create a lot of foam. Daily, I go at 10:00AM without fail. Wherever I am, I have to go or I will be in trouble. I did wet my pants in elementary school between kindergarten and 3rd grade. I was embarassed to ask and I paid the price. My teachers and my mother told me just speak up and if I have to-GO!
My bowels are regular. Though, I evacuate long, thick logs. If I have the runs, it is when I am sick or something that I ate ran through me. Usually, I release a 12-16 log. There are times that I will release a soft movement.
I will tell you more about me.
Janet
Once When I was in college the sorrority I was in pulled pranks on each other every year, it was tradition. One year on April fools day (good timing huh?) I woke up in my dorm handcuffed to my roomate jane to my surprise. There was a note that said Sorrority sisters stick together! Me and jane walked around the dorm for about 15 mins trying to find someone with a key but know one had one. About ten minutes later jane kind of looked at me and I knew what she was thinking. I have to go to, I said. Jane was lucky because she only had to pee, but i had to take a crap and I ve never been so humiliated in my life. Because of the handcuffs jane had to stand like on me basicaly while i crapped.
Embarassed
I had the most embarrassing night of my life last night. I have a pretty strong stomach and I am very regular. Not many foods seem to change my bowel movements until last night. I have never even had an accident until now. I was driving home and had no urge to go poop, just alot of gas. I was continuously letting out farts throughout my drive and was hoping it would pass. I stopped to fill up my car with gas and while standing there let out another fart only this fart came with an explosion. I could''t even stop it, it just flowed out like a faucet. I was mortified, I know the person behind me saw. Needless to say I left drove home still going in my pants and waddled to the bathroom. I through out those clothes and spent another hour on the toilet. It gets worse, I was so exhausted from all that I went right to bed. I woke up hours later with diarrhea in my bed. I don't know why I can't control my bowels, this is continuing today too. I've had two more accidents. It just com es out without warning. I am so embarassed I don't know what to do. Does anyone else ever just loose control and not even wake up to
go to the bathroom. Please let me know, I am too embarassed to talk to anyone else, gotta get to the bathroom, here it comes. Help me. Bye.
Bob
Clauida just wanted to let you know I really enjoy your posts,
hope to read more of them. I have been fasanated by this since I was a kid. I can remember my next door neighbor used to have wetting and messing accidents very offten. I remember one time when I was about 12 we were all playing follow the leader just acting up a bit doing crazy things and there was a slide and swing set in her back yard. we were all to old for it but because we were horsing around playing this silly game we used it. We were all climbing the ladder of the slide as fast as we could and one after the other sliding down. I was right infront of denelle when all at once my friend started to yell at me as I was sliding down the slide. He was saying to hurry and jump off the side. well I did then I looked up and I don't think I will ever forget the site of Denelle squating at the top of the slide pee pouring out from between her legs. looking straight at me as her jeans turned very dark and soaked from the pee. I Was frozen there staring at her and as i watched I noticed the seat of her jeans as they puffed out in the seat I couldn't belive it this girl who had a crush on me was filling her pants right in front of me too. When she finished she slid down and made a real mess of her pants as I was watching her get of the slide there was a big wet and now brown stain on the seat of her pants she just kept walking when she got off the slide and as she went into the house she turned to see if anyone was lookinf of course we all were
I have been totally fasinated by this ever since funny how things that happen when were kids effect our whole lifes.
Evonne
1)What age group are you from? (ex. 16-25, 30-40, etc...) 30 - 40
2)How often do you poop? Every 3 to 4 days sometimes longer.
3)What is the average size of your poops? (length, diameter)
Usually 9 to 10 inches but sometimes as long as 14 inches. Diameter a bit more than 2.5+ inches.. On occation I have some short (5 inch long) really fat ones and I always have to strain even harder to get it to come out. When it is like that it hurts a lot.
4)What texture are your poops usually? (Mushy, liquidy, firm, rock solid, etc...) Usually firm to rock solid, bumpy, and the first part is big and hard... difficult to get the opening to stretch enough. Its always stuck right there trying to come out. I push and strain and it takes a while to get started. When it stretches me it hurts. And that makes me not want to go, so I often put off the urge.
5)Do you usually poop out logs, chunks, "snakes", or combinations of the above? Sorry to say usually hard very wide, 'logs' as you say.
6)How long does it usually take you to poop? at least 10 min sometimes up to 20 minutes.
7)What are the places like to take a dump? I wait til I get home cause I live in an apartment and my BF only comes over a few times a week. I usually try to go ahead and push it out if I know he won't be coming over. But if he IS coming over I wait and hold it for him, he likes to be in on the action.
8)Are you comfortable with a guy or girl watching you while you poop? Its ok if my BF looks at me. But its embarising when I have to strain a lot cause I scrunch my face up when pushing so hard. I think I don't look very good doing that.
9)Do you have to push a lot to let out your poo? Oh, I just explained that in the last question, yes. I always have to 'push a lot' as you say. Its the way I have always been.
10)When you take a dump, about how many poos do you let out? Usually 2 or 3. Just went a couple of hours ago and there was just one log this time. It was hard, as usual... and hard to get out.
11)Does it take very long for you to take a poo? Yes. (see above)
12)Do you voluntarily take a poo at the first urge, or do you hold it, or simply go when convenient? I wait to get home because I don't want to clog the ladies toilet at work. Also don't have to worry about making noises. At home I can make noises if I have to.
13)What foods make you take the biggest dumps? A hamburger with yellow pepper sauce (which contains Alum) and a big choclate milk shake makes me not go for about 4+ days. When I finally do go, its bigger than usual. Then its tough.
Hope this helps to answer your questions.
DeepCloudNine
Carmelita,
Just reading your last post made me hungry. lol. I'm not a fan of taco bell or anything, but I do like the authentic stuff you were telling us about, and I do like the after-effects it generates with all of the farting, etc. I'm a 20 year old white guy from Houston and my fetish is hearing and watching girls pee, your peeing stories are great, also, can you tell us about anytime you've had to pee in a cup at the dr. or any other container at anytime? thanx.
-Brian
South of Indy Dude
So much to post, yet so very little time. I've been really busy today, so I'm just gonna post a tiny bit this time.
I, after a lot of thought and examination, have decided that about 3 things brought on my fetish. First, a very Freudian mother thing. My mother has this bad habit of being a little TOO open about her habits.. She will go into the restroom while I'm standing right near it and just have a bowel movement with the door open. It's bothersome. Yet I believe somewhere in my early development, it has affected me somehow.
Secondly, the incident I posted last time getting walked in on. I think the shame and embarrasment of that caused me to think of it as "naughty" and "taboo" and because of that, I look at a girl having a bowel movement as "forbidden fruit". Something that is naughty.
Third and lastly, I had a few female neighbors when I was younger. I live near a lot of woods.. so we would often build forts. Never did we build a fort that these girls would not want a toilet in it. When we were younger, they wanted to build the toilets and use them... as we got older (around 11 or so..) I wanted to build the toilets... and then have them use them.. they did for a while, but started catching on, so I had to button up and make up a whole lot of lies as to not make them suspicious.
With these three aspects coming into play, plus a few others I have yet to mention, all happening in my most crucial years of development, I think that is the cause of my fetish. I'm often ashamed of it, but realize it's nothing I can control. That is why I'm generally pretty forgiving of people with strange and unusual fetishes.
man of science
Greetings everyone,
I have a couple of questions for all you survey-takers out there.
1. What foods do you find give you the biggest/smelliest poops? I realize this question has been addressed in surveys past, but I would like to know specifics, such as "Broccoli" or "Steak" instead of just "Vegetables" or "Meat".
2. Same as above, except for farting instead of pooping.
Since it's only fair to answer my own questions...
Chinese food tends to give me the biggest stools by far, especially dishes containing shrimp, and fried rice. For smell the winner would be spicy peppers, like Jalapenos.
Eating lots of baked good like breads and such give me the loud farts, while dairy products (especially cheese) make them smell horrible (b/c I'm lactose intolerant).
Thanks in advance for taking my survey, and happy b.m.'s to all!
Carmalita
Hola mis amigos,
We had a very interesting, but weird thing happen to us today after a run in the park. I'll tell it, but first, some replies:
METAMUCIL MAN: Unfortunately, I don't live with Patsy, Jake, and Renee anymore, so I don't get to see her that often. She is hot though. You might want to check out some of my older posts from about a year ago. I have more stories of her there.
TEDDY BEAR: Besos a ti tambien! Your Spanish is very good hon! The outdoor trip was very special to me. It was such a beautiful day, and everything was so perfect. The fishermen were a bit far away, but they could tell what was happening. It was even more fun knowing that! However, a couple years ago, I did a big one outdoors and some fishermen also saw me, but they were close and got a great view! I love your name Teddy Bear! Makes me wanna hug you!
HOLA RIZZO MI AMOR!: I have missed you soooo much!
BEACH NUT: Hola baby!
BUZZY: Yeah, it would be nice to run into you too in the woods. I've always enjoyed your woodland tales, especially when you've been out riding your bike. I love bike riding in the country. I really miss the talks we used to have on that subject too hon. No big deal about my name, baby.
BLACK CHAOS: Sweet words hon! I'm looking forward to hearing more about you so I can get lightheaded...
My sister Luisa is like me. She takes tremendous poos, and actually clogged my toilet yesterday morning with a hard log that smelled like it came from another world! Muy stinky!!!!! It was a nice big one too. Luisa looks almost exactly like me: She's short, dark, with big lips and long black hair. So often we've been mistaken for twins, and she's driving Dan up the wall! The only difference between her and me, is that she has this gap between her front teeth that she inherited from my mom. Dan's been trying to hit on her, but she's not interested at all.
Anyway, this is an awesome 2-part story: She was soaking in the tub this morning when Nu came over. (We go running almost every morning.) Nu caught a glimpse of her soaking and asked if she could go potty. Luisa's a little spark plug just like me, and says "If you're gonna take a crap, I don't wanna lay here and smell it." "Well, I do have to, so how about if I light matches or something?" Nu asked, and Luisa said "Ohhhh, alright, if you gotta poo, you gotta poo. Go ahead." So, Nu pulls down her sweats and white panties, wiggles her soft little butt down on the seat, leans forward with her black hair dancing on her forehead and lets out a big fart by accident. Luisa started giggling, then sat up, leaning over the edge of the tub, pointing a finger of warning and said "If it stinks, I'm soaking you with water!" I was standing in the doorway, and all of us were laughing because Nu was so embarrassed that she'd let out this big, ripping fart by accident. Luisa, naked, with ! water dripping down her boobs, lay back in the tub and relaxed. About a minute later, Nu started plopping out some goodies. Luisa just grinned while slowly circling her belly button with her forefinger and said "Girl, I can hear your turds dumping." (a little poet, isn't she?) After a few seconds she goes "Grooossss! I knew it, I can smell it now! It smells like poop in here!" Then, turds started slipping out like crazy, and Nu was taking one of her famous, loose poops. Luisa was frowning, scrunching up her face going "Flush it, flush it!" Actually, it wasnt bad at all, at least not to me anyway. Just then I said to mi hermanita, "What're you goin' on about, your shit yesterday killed every rat within a 5 mile radius of here!" "Bullshit!" she says, and I replied "Bullshit yourself! You clogged my can with one of your anaconda turds" By now, Nu was laughing so hard that we barely heard her drop another sludgy round of poo into the toilet. Anyway, it was fun, because Luisa lov! es to tease and act tough, but she's just playing. Nu knows it too. It took about 9 wipes for Nu to get her butt into the anti-sticky mode.
Later, we all went for a run in a park nearby and afterward, were walking along a concrete path that was obscured by many trees. So, guess what we saw? Some guy was getting ready to take a shit in the bushes, knowing that we were watching! I know because he'd been watching from up the path, checking on how close we were getting. Before we got there, Nu says "20 bucks says that guy's gonna flash us." He had a bike that was lying down on the ground. So, we turned the corner, and sure enough, he's squatting on the ground, pants down at his ankles looking over his shoulder to see if we could see him. I'm guessing that he assumed we'd all freak out and run, or just keep walking and ignore him, but it didn't work out that way at all. All of a sudden he starts shitting! Nu got freaked and ran, yelling for us to C'mon, but Luisa stood there staring. I grabbed her arm and said, "C'mon," but she pulled away from me. The guy looked over again, I think to see our expressions, but g! ot scared because we hadn't run or walked away. Luisa then starts wandering down into the bushes close to where he is, talking to him, saying "HEY! What're you doing down there?! Everybody can see you, you know!" Immediately, and to my absolute shock, she started going "RRRRRNNNNNNGGGGGHHH!!!! PINCH IT!!!" Suddenly, the guy panics, jumps up and runs down into the bushes, pulling his pants up on the way, and she yelled "Hey, you forgot your bike!" Anyway, that was it, nothing more. It freaked me a little because I got grabbed and pulled into some bushes by a guy once, and it brought that memory and feeling back. All of us gals love to poo outside, and be seen by men, but we're not creepo about it. We are exhibitionists, definitely, but in a more fun loving way. I think this guy was dangerous, or could have been. It made me worry for the children in the park, so I called the police, and reported it. That was it. His bike was gone when we went back to the spot, so he came back ! and got it, or somebody stole it.
After we got back home, Luisa took off to the library, and me and Nu kicked back for awhile. I took my morning dump after Luisa left because I knew it was going to be big and raunchy. It was. I crapped two huge turds. One was about 16" long, and about an inch and a half thick I swear! The other was thinner, and about 8" long and very mushy. My butt was stingin' and burnin' after pinching those off. Nu came in, held her nose and said "Daaaammmmnn you reek!", then bent down and gave me a nice kiss. I was still on the toilet getting ready to wipe and said "What was that for?" and she said "No reason, I just love you is all."
It made me tingle!!
Well, adios mis amigos, it was an interesting day indeed.
Love,
Marisol Carmalita
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