Bound to Blort

Chap struggled against his bindings, wondering to himself how he even wound up in this situation. As he squirmed, another pressing thought continued to make itself very clear; He had to go potty pretty badly! Chap couldn't say anything about it either with the ballgag placed in his maw, so all he could hope for was that he'd be let loose soon, or else his bowels were gonna let loose on their own.

More time passed, and still no sign of being freed; "C'mon! Lemme out I gotta GO!" He frantically wondered, as his tummy churned. So many thoughts flooded the cat's mind as he desperately tried to wait out this predicament, what was the purpose of this, Why the leg spreaders, and what did that piece of paper even say? It was just outta view but he knew it said something. All these thoughts, however, were very swiftly pushed aside by his tail involuntarily flagging, and his belly audibly gurgling, letting him know he was at his limit. Chap closed his eyes, and braced for the inevitable.

Very quickly his tired sphincter gave way to a load of warm mush, thoroughly filling his latex shorts; All the feline captive could do was breathe a relieved sigh into his ballgag as he continued to flood his rubber pants with soft poop....