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Heads up this is mostly poop desperation, but no messing. So today I went in to the the dentist, just for a cleaning. As the hygienist was taking me back to the room, I noticed her looking around. It seemed like she was looking for someone or something. I didn't pay any notice to it at the time. As I sat down, she introduced herself as Carrie. She was in her late 30s, Latina, medium build, gorgeous hair. She definitely had a milf energy to her. We shared some friendly yet mostly awkward banter because that shit is always awkward at the dentist, and she began to clean my teeth. Seeing her up close, I noticed she had beads of sweat on her forehead, which is understandable. It was a hot room and she had been working all morning. Again I didn't think anything of it at the time. As she worked in silence, suddenly her stomach loudly grumbled. I assumed she'd make a joke about not having time to eat breakfast that morning or something, anything to break the silence. But there are no words exchanged. She continued cleaning and I just sat there until her stomach once again growled, this time louder. Again we both remained silent. I think to myself "man she must be really hungry, this is so awkward that we're not addressing this." After that thought, her stomach starts going off. It gurgled in 5 to 10 second periods for the next two minutes. And with my head laying down near her stomach, it sounded like a full on orchestra. That's when I realized something interesting might be happening. Stomachs don't sound like that when your hungry, at least for me. Mine only sounds like that when I'm really sick or really need to go to the bathroom. In that moment all the clues came together in my mind, and I had to ask the question, does this girl need to poop? Soon afterwards she grabbed the little tool that shoots water into your mouth. She starts using it and I see her grip very subtly tighten as high pressure water shoots out. Naturally my imagination goes wild, but the majority of my brain is still telling me that I'm reading into this situation way to much. Her stomach continued to give her trouble and I just tried to stare strait ahead. At one point I caught a glimpse of her face and her cheeks were beet read. So while this was super hot, I felt a lot of empathy for her and hoped that all this was a construct of my sick imagination. Or at the very least hoped that she would make it to the bathroom. Carrie then got up to get another tool of some kind, and naturally I had to look at how she was walking. It was fairly obvious to see, this girl was clenching and walking somewhat slow and stiff. I couldn't believe it, this very attractive woman was desperate to poop, and maybe pee as well. I could myself getting red as well, and the considered the ludicrous situation I was in. I saw Carrie look up with a look of relief as she noticed another attendant in the hall. She told me she'd be back in a minute and walked out the room with her arms crossed. Unfortunately I couldn't hear their conversation, but Carrie quickly came back in the room and went to look over some charts. The idea that she begged that girl to watch me as she rushed to the ladies room was unstoppable. I couldn't help not gazing at her as she was forced to bend down to look over her papers. She had a really nice butt, which made my dilemma of not getting a full on erection in this dentist chair difficult. As she held some papers with one hand, the other found its way to hovering above her upper thigh. I saw her fingers wiggling, like they would really love to grab a certain something. She then sat down, crossed her legs, and learned forward as she finished giving me the flossing spiel. We scheduled my next appointment and she walked me to the front, with me watching from behind very intently. Now I can't confirm what she did next, but she did turn the corner which leads directly to the bathrooms, so a man can dream. And that was that. I'm not even really into poop/messing content but it was a super arousing experience. I really can't confirm if she was actually desperate, but all the clues seemed to point to that. It was really like a fantasy scenario come to life, I felt like it had to be documented as nothing like that has ever happened to me.

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(ONLY ONE PERSON FOR THIS ROLEPLAY PLEASE!! FIRST COME, FIRST SERVED!) It was a beautiful Saturday evening, and Charlotte Moonbeam was getting ready for a date with her boyfriend in the living room of the house she shared with her boyfriend. She had on a blue blouse and a black skirt. The skirt covered her rather large ass. Under her skirt were some black panties. Charlotte was a very attractive women. She was 23 years old and had dark purple hair tied in a ponytail, light skin, and ocean blue eyes. She stood at 5'9 and had a slim body. Her breasts were a good size as well, D Cups. Charlotte and her boyfriend usually had date nights every weekend. However, she wanted to make this a special evening for him. Recently, she had found out that he loves to see girls desperate to poop. Taking this into consideration, Charlotte ate more than usual for a few days and held off on pooping. Tonight, she would play desperate for him. After checking herself in the mirror, Charlotte called upstairs. "Hey! Are you ready?" she called out.

The Twelve Fanatics – Founding Day Hello everyone! With permission from Hikewe, I've decided to write a little story based in his The Twelve Fanatics universe. This game has been a particularly effective time sink for me, possibly the best since the likes of Wetters Taiken or Mojique. Ever since playing, I've felt compelled to contribute, and I decided to write this short fic as a tribute for a game that I hope to continue to be developed. Now, unlike the current mechanics of The Twelve Fanatics universe, I issue a fair warning that this story will include pee and poop desperation, and even some messing. I decided on this mainly because I really loved the idea, and from a debate in the comments thread for the game as to whether it should be included as a gameplay element. However, it is certainly not my intention to sway anyone's opinion on that, especially Hikewne's. I just like the idea of desperate anime girls and clenched butt cheeks. So without further ado, on with the story! -------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter I: The Trek to Arcadia Solveig Bladder – Empty Bowels – Needing 2 Lily Bladder – Needing Bowels – Needing 2 Hecate Bladder – Desperate Bowels – Desperate Aria Bladder – Needing 2 Bowels – Empty “C'mon Sol, just gimmie thirty seconds behind that bush over there, I'll be done before anyone knows!” The sun was just starting to set on the horizon on the evening of December 17th, 1964, a warm day for such a month, as Solveig Tveit, Liliana Seuhans-Gagliardi, Princess Hecate Melaina Kardia, and Aria were traveling back to the capital city of Arcadia after finishing up on an assignment. The day was particularly special for the region's history, for it would mark the founding of the city exactly 500 years ago, the city celebrating each Founding Day with a massive festival with food, drink, dancing, and song. With the city being the nearest stop from where they completed their assignment, they had all decided to visit and join in on the festivities, Solveig still remembering the first and only Founding Day she attended years ago at the Capital, the bright lights and fireworks burned into her memory. Though the city was just a couple brief miles north, they would be far more brief if it weren't for- “Seriously, this coffee is going right through me, I already have to piss like a racehorse!” “Look, we both agreed that wouldn't be fair to Hecate and Lily. I have to pee too, but Hecate and Lily aren't going to do it unless they're bursting, and we don't want to rub it in their faces. Unless you're literally about to have an accident, I think we can wait a few miles.” “I am about to have an accident!” “...no you're not.” “Hmph...so I gotta nurse a pita fruit under my waistband cause they're too pee shy? Great.” Solveig would have chastised Aria for her callousness, but she had her own issues to deal with. Solveig was only telling a partial truth to Aria, she didn't have to pee at all, and in fact she had emptied her bladder earlier this morning while Lily, Hecate and Aria slept. No, her desperation was an entirely different animal as she gently pressed a hand to her tummy, which rumbled back at her: she had to poo, urgently. Maybe it was the nervousness of the mission they had just accomplished, breaking up that guild of thieves terrorizing both the Northern and Southern castle towns. Maybe it was the rations that they had been eating. But Solveig hadn't emptied her bowels in a good three days or so, and only today were they reminding her of their fullness. And this, rather than simply her concern for Hecate and Lily's desperation, drove her willingness to finish her business in a restroom, rather than outdoors. She had done such things during training, but never in front of her new comrades and friends, and she didn't want to be the first girl in this party to cross that threshold. Or at least, she wasn't desperate enough to do so. As she continued to massage her protesting lower tummy, Solveig looked up at Hecate and Lily, who were about 40 yards ahead. Though she couldn't be sure, she had a hunch she wasn't the only one telling a fib about only needing to pee. Solveig's hunch was, in fact, correct. Though her bladder was slowly becoming a more pressing issue, Lily's bowels were what worried her, constantly making their fullness known. She let out a soft gasp as she felt them clench, wishing that by some sort of divine miracle a restroom would drop out of the sky right in front of them all, but choosing a prayer more realistic, Lily chose instead to relax a bit, hoping that there was still some gas she could let out. As she did, Lily sighed as a silent toot issued between her cheeks, giving her guts a brief reprieve. But she knew it wouldn't last forever. “H-how are you holding up, Hecate?” “Oh I'm just grand, I'm absolutely bloody peachy, Liliana!” Hecate snapped angrily. Lily shrunk back a few steps in surprise and even a bit of fear, before looking away without a response, not wanting to irritate her any further. But after ten or so seconds of awkward silence: “...I'm sorry Lily, I didn't mean to snap, it's just that...by the Gods I need a toilet...” Hecate's cheeks burned as she said this. Even now, with all the time she had spent with Sol, Aria, and Lily, she always felt a flash of embarrassment when she admitted such needs. And she wasn't even getting started at the dark secret of the extent of her needs. Underneath her long, black dress, her bladder bulged against the waistband of her panties, filled nearly to capacity as she snuck a grab to the front of her dress, trying to give her muscles any assistance she could to the rapidly climbing pressure. Meanwhile, her bowels were clenching and kneading almost rhythmically now, loaded down with what days ago were field rations. Deep in the crevice of her pale bottom, her pink pucker twitched and winked as she fought to contain herself, even as her insides continued to coax her with promises of sweet, wonderful relief if she'd just raise the portcullis on her back gate and just let it all out. Though as she clenched up and issued her body yet another denial, her tummy reacted with an angry gurgle, the weight of her rectum's contents dropping down on her clenched anus like a massive battering ram, jarring a squeak out of her and forcing her to stop. “Hecate, are you alri-” FlrrrRRPT A blessing and a curse, on one hand the explosion that rang out of Hecate's rear gave her immediate, yet fleeting relief, and did not foul her panties or leave them feeling heavier. Nor did her bladder, jarred by the surprise of her release, decide to leak any of her waters. However, if Solveig or Aria hadn't heard her, than Lily certainly had. Beet red, Hecate turned to Lily, who had stopped beside her, feeling her own face go pink in vicarious embarrassment as she realized that Hecate, Princess of Kardia, had just farted in her presence. And quite noisily at that. “F-f-forgive me Lily! I-I didn't mean, it's j-just that-!” “You...you too?” Hecate cut her apology short when she heard Lily's much less...involuntary confession. “I...I know I said earlier that I just needed to pee, but I need to do...that...even worse-” This admission by Lily cut through the overwhelming embarrassment Hecate was assaulted with, and rather than feeling like curling up into a ball and disappearing off the face of Gaia, Hecate felt a genuine gratefulness to the archer. +10 Bonus Bonding points were gained by Hecate and Lily “Please Lily, I beg of you, don't let the others know, I-I can't bear anyone else-” “Don't worry, I'm embarrassed too, I won't tell anyone.” Though her spirits were lifted, Hecate couldn't deny it now, at least to herself, she was desperate at both ends. At this point, she might have asked the others to stop so she could find a spot to pee, but she couldn't bear the thought of all of them knowing that a Princess of Kardia needed to make what felt like a dragon-sized pile of leavings behind her where she would squat. Their proximity to the Capital only strengthened her resolve to simply grin and bear it. As they paused and redoubled their “defenses”, waiting for Solveig and Aria to catch up, Lily pondered asking her again, as she did earlier, if she would like to find a spot off the side of the road where she could relieve herself. Perhaps a part of her felt like if Hecate agreed, she would find it easier to do the same herself. However, knowing Hecate's refusal to take such measures in all but the most drastic circumstances, and knowing she'd be all the more adamant considering this was the brand of desperation she suffered from, Lily decided against bringing up this suggestion again. Instead, she offered her reassurances to Hecate. “Don't worry Hecate, Arcadia isn't too far, we'll make it-” Though it wasn't the first time Lily said this today, for the first time, she wasn't too sure she believed her own words... --------------------------------------------- Chapter II : At the Gate Solveig Bladder – Empty Bowels – Desperate Lily Bladder – Needing 2 Bowels – Needing 2 Hecate Bladder – Leaking Bowels – Desperate Aria Bladder – Desperate Bowels – Empty One hour later... “Finally!” Aria and Solveig groaned in unison as they approached the gates of Arcadia. The sun had just finished setting, leaving a beautiful orange glow over the mountainside as the moon was growing more visible overhead. However, the scenery was the last thing on each girl's mind as they each fought their own individual battles. In the time it took them to reach Arcadia's gates, Solveig had grown quite desperate, her anus constantly winking back her load as she struggled against the tremendous weight bearing down on her ring, clenching her buns with each contraction of her bowels, coming one after another, and each stronger than the last. She was just glad that soon, a nice seat on a porcelain throne would be her reward. On the other end of the spectrum was Aria. She had long since crossed the threshold of where she would have ventured off into the brush to pop a squat, but only Solveig's insistence had kept her from going off and relieving herself unilaterally. As she squirmed, pretzeling her legs, she let out a low grumble of frustration at her predicament. Meanwhile, Lily's bladder had caught up with her need to poop, and even though her less animated nature hinted that her urgency was, overall, less than her friends, she still was relieved that they'd be reaching a restroom soon. By any visible measure, Hecate both looked, and was, the worst off of the four. Hunched over slightly, a hand between her legs and another over her constantly clenching bottom, she waddled precariously. Several times already, her load had attempted to force itself into her panties, her muscles weakening and her anus beginning to dilate very much against her will. Her iron resolve as Kardian royalty and her desire not to shame herself and her bloodline was the only reason she found the strength to force her backdoor shut. However, with each urgent contraction in her lower tummy that forced her to focus all of her concentration on not soiling her panties, her bladder would take the opportunity to force a dribble or leak out. Hecate shifted her thighs together, the gusset of her panties clinging wetly to her quivering lips as she felt a rivulet run down her inner legs. If she had simply had to pee, she would have run for the nearest tree or bush right now. But Gods...imagine if Sol, Aria, or Lily had decided to join her, and they saw her making her dung on the grass, it was unthinkable... As cold sweat beaded at her forehead, and another rivulet of her urine ran down her thigh, she was thankful for this long dress... As they approached the gates, deeper inside the castle walls, they saw fireworks shooting into the air, and hear music even through the thick walls and massive timber gates. “Looks like the celebration is already s-starting.” Lily said, her voice betraying her growing need. “Do you think the park restrooms will be packed?” Solveig felt her stomach drop, and not just from the weight in her bowels. Founding Day was one of the biggest festivities of the year for Arcadia, and the last thing she needed to deal with now was a queue at the closest restroom the could reach. “I hope so, b-but it should be fine! How bad could it possibly be?” Solveig truly hoped that her optimism was founded, as she approached the gate guards, flashing her badge. “Solveig, Kriemhild special task force, r-requesting permission to enter the Capital. And please hurry.” “Ah, you ladies looking to get in on the festivities too? You're in luck, thing are just ramping up in there! Just be sure to let the guys at the barracks know it's their turn to relieve us now.” Solveig shuddered and clenched her ass as the word “relieve”. She would have rather listened to any other word at the moment... As the gates slowly swung upon, the four girls were greeted by an absolute spectacle. It seemed every single person in Arcadia was out on the street. Concession stands were up and selling cakes and sweets, citizens were costumed and dancing merrily to the music that seemed to be pouring from the center of town, and every other person was drinking, laughing, and in good spirits. Even her memory of her last Founding Day didn't live up to the expectation of how massive this festival was. Pushing through the crowds, Solveig's initial hopes for easy relief grew dimmer and dimmer, but were utterly crushed, along with the rest of the girls, when they finally reached the edge of the park, the restrooms within sight. A massive queue seemed to pour out of the ladies room, and unlike the Gents, the queue seemed to stay stagnant as they approached. “How bad can it possibly be?” Aria hissed mockingly, before suddenly storming off. “Fuck this, I'm about to piss myself, I'll find somewhere else to go.” “Aria, wait!” Solveig called, but Aria soon disappeared into the crowd Aria has left the party. As Solveig turned back towards the others, Lily was still at her side, but Hecate was already halfway to the restroom queue, her awkward waddle betraying how badly she needed the toilet at the end of the line. “S-Sol, what do we do?” Lily asked worriedly as she squirmed on the spot, Solveig looking in the direction where Aria ran off to, and towards Hecate. “Aria should be fine, we should join Hecate. The Embassy restrooms will probably be even worse than this, the park restroom is our best chan-AH!” Solveig was cut off as the load she was holding descended, her pucker doming out as she fought off each wave of urgent, painful contractions. As she did though, her bowels nevertheless forced out a series of low, audible toots from her bottom as every last ounce of room in her rectum was forcibly appropriated for its more solid contents. As her face burned, she was about to offer an explanation to Lily, when she felt her hand taken by her and led to the restroom queue. “You're not the only one-” Lily stammered. “Lets just hurry!” Ten minutes have passed. As the trio waited in line, it indeed appeared that the queue was going nowhere fast, and they seemed to not be the only ones there who were desperate. In fact, when the line did inch forward, it wasn't because people were exiting the restroom. No, in fact the line only seemed to shorten when people simply left the line, without ever setting foot inside. Some did so out of frustration, grumbling about the state of Arcadia's public restrooms, but as Solveig watched, some left for much more dramatic reasons... ...like a young woman letting out a squeal of distress as she buried her hands under her skirt and ran off, her legs shimmering with her waters in the light of the moon, the fireworks, and the park's lamps... ...or a curvaceous mother in a skintight, body-hugging harlequin costume who was squirming frantically in line suddenly hunching over. Her hands on her plump belly, the seat of her brightly colored and patterned tights starting to tent out, before she too stepped out of line and beckoning her husband and two young children over. Solveig caught part of their under-breathed conversation as she waddled past, trying to act casually, but the children unable to help but giggle at their mother's curious and, in their eyes, humorous predicament: “Oh Gods, Halli I-I-I can't wait for this restroom, I'm s-starting to go in my panties-!” she whispered panickedly to her husband. “Ssh, just hang on and try and hold the rest Kara! The house isn't too far away, just act naturally! We'll be there soon!” “But I can't make it that f-far! N-nnh!” Solveig watched as the woman paused briefly, hunching over again, the tent in the rear of her tights suddenly ballooning and crackling out to a much larger bulge, her husband going wide-eyed and her children giggling harder. Clearly embarrassed, she waddled quickly towards the cobblestone roads with her husband and children in tow, the heavy bulge swaying between her shapely butt cheeks continuing to grow before they were out of sight. If she didn't want to end up like that woman, she had to do something. Taking a deep breath, fishing out her badge, and clenching up her bottom as tightly as she could, she turned to Lily. “Stay here with Hecate. I'm going to see what the holdup at the front of the line is.” “O-okay, just please, whatever you're going to do up there, just hurry!” Hecate just nodded, gritting her teeth as the urgency to empty her bladder and bowels came in incessant waves. This was it, if something wasn't done soon, her panties were going to be soaked and filled. One minute has passed As Solveig reached the front of the line, she flashed her badge again. “Alright, w-what seems to be the problem here, his line isn't moving at all!” Several women immediately, and pleadingly responded. “Two of the toilets are broken!” “The third one is being hogged!” “There's only one toilet for all of us!” After first calming down the women squirming for their turn, she turned towards the stalls. She would have given anything to just rush ahead and take one for herself, even the broken ones, but for now she could only control the situation and speed up the queue. Trying to use her authority to cut in line at this point could start a damned riot. Solveig stepped stiffly towards the stall containing the “toilet hog” and rapped sharply on the door. As rude as it was, Solveig had run out of patience. “J-just a minute! I'm a bit constipated!” a woman from inside called. “Listen here, there are dozens of women out here waiting patiently for their turn, many of them having accidents while waiting! By the authority of Kriemhild's security services, either you leave that restroom in sixty seconds, or I will personally kick that door down and drag you out!” Solveig regretted being so harsh, but her rant was greeted by cheers and whistles from the queued women inside the restroom. When the very embarrassed woman left the restroom, the queue's pace quickly doubled, but Solveig, wanting to minimize any more accidents, began working her way down the line, triaging the women she saw as she slowly made her way back towards Hecate and Lily. If she saw someone looking desperate, she'd move them further up the line, and if she saw someone starting to lose control, she'd whisk them to the very front. Meanwhile, Lily and Hecate watched as, for the first time, the queue began to move in earnest. Lily's heart leapt with hope, in the time they were in line her need to poo had increased dramatically, and she constantly had to squeeze and flex her bottom to keep her load inside. “H-Hecate! We're moving! We''ll be at the front in no time....Hecate?” Hecate did not respond, instead quivering where she stood as she brought both hands back to her butt cheeks, trying to squeeze them shut. Yet despite this, the powerful wave of pressure knotting her bowels was only weakening her grip, and horror of horrors, she felt her anus begin to fully dilate. Her face grew hot, sweat running down her brow as her load began to push past her defenseless cheeks. “Hecate, just a bit longer, the line is moving!” “Nnnn....nnngh...!” Instead of a sharp pain, or a dull, powerful contraction that would subside if she clenched hard enough, the urge that built up inside Hecate was one that built up to a tall plateau that didn't seem to taper off, an insurmountable wave that no longer accepted excuses or denials. No, it would keep building until it got a compromise. Despite Hecate's best efforts, it was simply too much for her as a foul spear poked out from exhausted, overworked anus. Groaning as she tried to fight it back, it only widened her further, stretching the Kardian Princess to her limit, before making landfall in the seat of her panties. Even then, her body continued to push rhythmically and involuntarily, inch by inch, feeling her underwear sag with the weight, before finally heaving the remainder of the log into them. Then, and only then did the urge finally grant her some mercy. Hecate stood there, panting, feeling the hot, hard pillar nestled against her rear. In the back of her mind, she knew, she felt, that there was much more inside her that needed out. But that was overshadowed by the mortifying realization: She, Princess Hecate Melaina Kardia, had pooped in her panties. Lily watched the whole thing. Though her black dress offered a great deal of concealment, from behind, Lily could see Hecate's dress bulge out slightly from the rear. “Hang on Hecate! I'll get Sol!” Lily darted towards the front of the line. Solveig was midway between the restroom and where she figured Lily and Hecate would be, whisking another grateful girl to the front of the line when she noticed that she was starting to wet her pants, when she saw Lily running towards her. “Sol! You gotta come quick, it's Hecate, she's-” Lily saw some of the other queued women looking in her direction, and she lowered her voice appropriately. “Sol, she's starting to have an accident!” “Oh no...” Lily and Solveig made their way back to Hecate, who was right where she was previously, but at this point on her last legs. Her face was a brilliant shade of magenta, and the combination of her embarrassment and the fullness of her bladder was causing her to leak in panicked little spurts into her underwear. Trying her best to balance holding in her water and her dung, and losing both battles. “C'mon Hecate, I'll take you to the front of the line, I ca-n-nnnngh!” Solveig's desperate need to poo, though temporarily preoccupied as she took control of the situation with the queue, suddenly made their presence known with a vengeance. The urge came on suddenly and strongly, catching her completely off guard. “S-Sol!” Lily gasped as she watched Solveig double over slightly, putting her hands on her lower tummy, a rumble coming from it loudly enough for all three girls to hear. In training, Solveig had heard all manner of vulgarisms from her fellow trainees. One in particular that she learned, when a trainee was caught short and needed to unburden their bowels, very accurately described the state that Solveig was in at the moment. Solveig was touching cotton. Badly. ----------------------------------------------------- Chapter III: Salvation Solveig Bladder – Empty Bowels – Leaking Lily Bladder – Needing 2 Bowels – Desperate Hecate Bladder – Leaking Bowels – Leaking Solveig remained rooted to the spot, her log halfway inside her, and the other half wedged between her cheeks and pressing against her panties. She dared not move. She dared not breathe. Gods, how did she get herself into this predicament...she could have just browbeaten Hecate and Lily to go in the bushes outside town earlier. Sure, she might have hurt their feelings, but at least they wouldn't be stranded in a glacially-moving queue, slowly soiling themselves as they fought the inevitable. Her mind raced, could she go to the front of the line now, and flash her badge to get herself a spot in the queue? No, the ladies she got to the front of the line would riot if she used her authority in such a way. She thought grimly that maybe she could get Lily and Hecate to the front, nobody knew they were members of the security forces as well. Meanwhile she would stay in line and...tried to prolong what at this point was most likely assured... They could all look for somewhere to go like Aria did, but with this crowd? There wasn't an alley or corner that didn't have another Arcadian citizen two feet away. As her log continued to push her panties away from her butt, Lily stood by helplessly, getting a feeling that at this rate, she would be next. However, when all seemed lost... “Hecate! Lily! Sol!” Aria came sprinting towards them across the grass, panting softly as she stopped, shifting and crossing her legs. “Come with me! I've found a place where the four of us can go!” “W-what do you mea-ahhnnn-!” another wave of urgent clenching took Solveig's breath away as she fought to stay in control. Aria saw the state of all the girls, but homed in on Hecate. Judging by her appearance, she didn't have to take too many guesses to know what was happening under her dress. “Hecate, I know somewhere you can go, but you have to trust me.” “B-b-buh-” Hecate was on the verge of tears now, her bowels deciding that a taste of relief was not enough, as her pucker began to widen again. Hecate looked up at Aria. She always knew her as headstrong, crass, and even downright insensitive, but she saw a look of earnestness and concern in the Observers' eyes, something that she rarely saw. Without much alternative, Hecate nodded, unable to say much else, as Aria took her hand and slowly escorted her out of the line. Aria has rejoined the party! Hecate Bladder – Leaking Bowels – Empty “Lily, can you take Sol?” “S-sure!” Lily responded, taking Solveig's hand. “Can you walk?” “If I do...I...I might-” Solveig stammered. “Well you will anyway if you wait here, so come on!” Lily responded, with a rare hint of command in her voice. Despite it all, Solveig felt a glimmer of hope at whatever Aria had planned, and biting the bullet, willed herself to move. Inevitably though, her bowels protested as she walked, a twitch of her pucker causing the log to break off and settle in the seat of her panties. She felt the weight dragging them down while she walked, as she struggled not to poo them any more. Reaching a hand behind her skirt and lifting it a bit, she grabbed the waistband of her underwear, hoping she could make it to wherever Aria was taking them without her panties ending up around her ankles. The crowds thinned out as they reached a lightly forested area in the park close by, where despite the crowds of people meandering not too far away, at least no one could see them. But when they turned the corner around a thick patch of some bushes and trees... Several other women were dropped down and squatting down, relieving themselves. This didn't seem to faze Aria, as she brought them closer. “Apparently a few people back at that queue decided this was a better spot, and honestly I gotta agree. Now c'mon, pop a squat before some creepers walk up on us!” Solveig, despite the prohibition on public urination or defecation inside the walls of Arcadia, was no longer in any position to argue. Nor could she judge any of the strangers before her, none of them looking like drunken revelers, rather just desperate women who'd needs become too great to wait anymore. She could hardly cite them, since in a moment she was going to join them... Walking stiffly towards a tree, where another woman was squatting, she hiked her skirt up, fumbling with the waistband of her panties before yanking them down, and dropping into a quick squat at last. “Ahhhnnnngods....!” An almost erotic groan of relief exited Solveig's lips as the remainder of her first log slid out to the grassy ground below, joining the other half that had rolled out of her panties as she squatted down, and she was soon joined by Lily, who after overcoming her initial hesitation, squatted down and herself let out a sigh of relief as she emptied her bladder and bowels next to Solveig. Solveig's leavings were soon joined by a second log, and she was halfway through pushing out a third when a voice next to her spoke up. “Oh dear, you too?” Solveig looked to her right and saw the squatting stranger nearby. It was the curvy harlequin mom from the queue earlier....Kara, she believe her name was, in the middle of finishing a poo that, from what Solveig could see, ended up mostly in her panties and tights before she could get them down. She was panting softly from either relief or exertion. And her face was pink and dewy, from either exertion, or more likely, the current state of her bottomwear. “Hnnh....d-don't be embarrassed sweetie, I started f-hnnkhh-filling my panties in that dreadful queue too, I couldn't even make it home! If it weren't' for this, I'd be in an even worse ssshnn-state than I am now-” “H-hah-t-thank you...” Solveig replied breathlessly. She didn't know what else to say, too lost in her relief, and pushing out the remainder of her poo, to contemplate much else. When she looked down, she noticed that, thankfully, her panties were still quite clean. A small skidmark here and there, but this would be bearable for now, and was certainly much better than Kara would have to deal with... “Are you here for the festival too? If you'd like, you can freshen up at my house. It's probably less crowded than the inns in town right now.” Solveig thought for a moment, she did like this idea. “...y-you know...sure, I...I can take you up on that! What do you think Lily?” “Mmmhhh...” Lily, on her left, was lost in her own relief, a significant pile behind her ass as a hissing stream issued between her thighs to the grass below. “Just...give her a moment.” Meanwhile, on the other side of the patch of bushes, Aria and Hecate were facing one another. Hecate's hands were planted firmly on the sides of her bottom, squeezing for dear life. If she let go, she was certain that the contents of her bowels would come spilling forth with hopeless abandon. “Alright, just lift up your dress and-” “A-Aria-!” “Seriously?! Look Hecate! I am literally b-bursting at the seams right now, and I still came back to you when I found this place! If you give me that r-royal froofy 'I'm too good for this' nonsense, I am seriously gonna-!” “A-Aria! H-help me lift up my d-d-dress! N-now! I-I-I can't-” Aria blinked for a few seconds as she processed the request. “...oh! Yeah sure!” Kneeling down, Aria began to lift Hecate's dress up to thigh level, her eyes widening when she saw the true extent of her desperation as rivulets of her waters raced down her thighs. The sight of this only made her own bladder contract sympathetically, and though she'd only lost a few leaks before now, the sight of Hecate starting to lose control like this was causing her to squirt in her pants. Despite this, she steeled herself to follow through. “O-okay, when I pull up your dress, you yank your panties down and s-s-squat. Ready?” Hecate nodded frantically, her whole body ready to give in to her urges with relief at hand. She was so close, but her bladder's frantic spurts began to merge into one long hiss, and another log began to push its way between her cheeks, threatening to overload her panties- “....NOW!” Aria yanked up Hecate's dress the remainder of the way, Hecate letting go of her bottom and grabbing her panties, yanking them down while quickly dropping into a squat. Nothing. No fine wine, no fine food, no fine men...no mortal pleasure on Gaia could match what Hecate felt at that moment, squatting down just as the floodgates opened and the avalanche began. A dull thud could be felt through the ground as the first log she lost in the queue hit the grass below, another log spilling forth atop it, followed almost immediately by a powerful, angry hiss of her water gushing between her legs. Aria, meanwhile, losing control of her own bladder, frantically undid her pants and dropped into a squat next to her, letting out a groaning sigh of relief as she did, her stream exceeding even Hecates. “AH-ah-ahhhnn....” Hecate moaned as her wastes continued to pour forth, no longer caring who saw, who judged, the relief taking her in blissful ecstacy. But, after what seemed line an eternity, the two finally finished, panting side by side as they remained squatted. Before them, their urine had flooded the grass with a shimmer that looked as though a heavy rain had passed recently. Behind Hecate, there was a pile that, as she saw her leavings and laughed at the absurdness, perhaps could have been mistaken for a dragon's! “Hahhhn...you...you came back for for us? E-even though y-you-” Hecate avoided the rudeness of gesturing or pointing, but she was referring to the sodden state of Aria's panties, not to mention the significant wet patch between the legs of her pants. She had not lied, she did go back for the others before tending to her own needs, even at the expense of her clothes. “H-heh, l-lets just say I got a conscience when I saw you guys from here~” Hecate took Aria's hand as the fireworks of the Founding Day celebration exploded skyward, cheers ripping through the crowds in the street. Though the Observer got on her nerves to no end...at the moment the Kardian Princess could think of no better person to trust at her side as she did something as private as what she had done. “T-thank you Aria...” +75 bonus Bonding Points were gained...

This is a character roster for the story Sandra Wilton Horn Never Has a Chance to Poop, which you can read in full by following the link. This can be thought as a companion piece for the third chapter of that story, letting you get an overview of the characters so far. The story has poop desperation, so if I don't like that then don't read I guess. The Characters of Sandra Wilton Horn Extended Family Audrey W. Horn (Sister) Audrey came home as part of the third group arriving at the flat. Because the toilet was clogged, she ended up peeing in the sink Holly Gardner (Audrey’s Girlfriend) According to Audrey, Holly has been holding her poop due to embarrassment Stefan Holm (Father) Because this is not a male-focused story (I have other stories for that), Stefan does not particularly need the bathroom Emelie W. Horn (Mother) While the extent of Emelie's desperation remains unknown, she has voiced a need to use the toilet after returning home Anelie W. Horn (Aunt) Anelie needs the toilet really quite badly after being stuck in traffic together with her daughter Chloe. However, the only toilet in the flat was clogged by Chloe Chloe W. Horn (Cousin) When Chloe came with Anelie to Emelie and Stefan's flat, she was bursting and beside herself with desperation. She was seconds away from a double accident Study Buddies Malin (Study Buddy) Malin was bursting to pee and could not find a free toilet all morning. As a result, she brazenly peed through a window at campus Christie (Study Buddy) So far, Christie has been spared dealing with the lack of free toilets at campus. Who knows what happened to her after the exam, though... Others Jogger Lady The jogger lady had to take a emergency dump in the forest, running into Sandra at a very inopportune point in time Girl at the Exam #1 The tall blonde girl had to pee like crazy during the exam, and ended up peeing into a large water bottle. Due to her placement in the room, privacy was not possible Girl at the Exam #2 The short brown-haired girl with the big butt was so desperate that she decided to poop while in the exam hall, into a paper bag. Only Sandra noticed Test Supervisor The test supervisor could really use a bathroom, but has to stay for the entire exam duration. Maybe she can do something while hiding behind her desk...

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Juliet had just arrived at the subway station. She felt her stomach a little upset. And it was something she was looking forward to. She hadn't defecated in the last two days, she'd only managed to empty her bladder. She even tried to go before she got off work, but she didn't make it and gave up, thinking that, perhaps, when she got home she would finally feel like having a bowel movement. But she had been wrong. When she was a couple of streets away from getting to the subway station, she felt a urge to shit, and she was already too far from her place of work, so she thought of using the ones at the subway station. When she arrived, she desperately searched for a sign indicating where the bathroom was, but there seemed to be no sign of one. She thought maybe it was because she wasn't in the right place and decided to switch places, going into a hallway that seemed quite clear. As she entered the hallway, her need diminished. She didn't feel so urgent anymore, but she didn't want to risk that she would suddenly feel like she was going to shit herself on the subway, especially since it was quite a walk home. So she decided to keep moving forward and avoid an embarrassing moment on the subway. However, Juliet felt a faint chill the moment she stepped into the hallway. She kept going and saw a man pass by her. She didn't think much of it and just kept walking, as she didn't see any toilets nearby. As she turned around, she noticed a sign that said exit 0. Juliet felt something strange inside her, and not just because her bowels were churning and trying to give her a hard time. It was something different, Juliet felt something was wrong, but her need made her ignore that feeling and keep moving forward. Turning around, she found the same corridor and the same man. Juliet felt tense and seriously considered going back and risking an embarrassing moment, for she felt that she was going nowhere and the subway would soon arrive. However, when Juliet had turned around to go back to the station, she felt the urge to shit again, but much worse than before, and for a moment she thought she would shit herself. She squeezed her buttocks and sphincter and used her hand to help prevent the accident. She let out a sigh, relieved that it was over, but that was just a warning of what would happen if she didn't find a bathroom soon. Juliet knew that her ability to hold on, especially the urge to defecate, was a little vague, and even more so if it was diarrhea, which she begged it wasn't that. So, having a faint hope of finding a bathroom, she kept walking. Again a sign that said exit 0, a corridor exactly the same as the previous one, a man passing by her slowly and, again, no sign of a bathroom. But Juliet wasn't going to give up, if she came back she would have a very public accident, but those corridors seemed desolate, and although that didn't really reassure her, it made her feel that, if she failed, no one would see her. She kept walking, feeling that strange feeling of uneasiness and discomfort again. This time, there was something different, the sign didn't say exit 0, but exit 1. Juliet kept walking, but stopped in her tracks. This time the man was not alone, there was another man next to him, and they were both standing in the middle of the corridor. Juliet wanted to keep going, but something inside her was screaming for her to come back. She didn't know it, but something about these two men made her feel insecure and distrustful. She turned around, right where she had entered, and noticed something strange. Instead of finding the signposted hallway she had just passed through, she saw a sign that read exit 2. Before Juliet could analyze the situation, her bowels went back to their strides. Juliet gritted her teeth as did her buttocks. She held his stomach and hunched over in pain, gasped and brought a hand to his butt, pressing hard. Again, Juliet managed to ease the urgency a bit, but she still felt something pressing against her anus. "I need to find a bathroom soon" she though. She made her way down the hall. This time she didn't notice anything and moved forward. Exit 3. Again she kept walking without paying attention to anything, her bowels felt too full and she wasn't sure how long he would take. Exit 4. Exit 5. Juliet kept walking, but stopped when the lights went out. The hallway remained the same, so Juliet kept walking in the darkness. When the lights came back, Juliet's heart sank at the sight of a sign that read exit 0. "What?! But I was at exit 5, how is this possible?! " She thought desperately. Catching a good look at the sign, Juliet noticed another one next to it. The sign said that in order to leave, she had to get to exit 8. That she shouldn't stare at the anomalies for long. That if he saw any anomaly he should turn back, and if he did not see any that he should continue to advance and not return. Juliet was confused until she realized everything, and she tensed up too much. She had been so close, if only she had turned around when the lights went out, she would be farther away. But it was time to do it all over again, and she wasn't sure if her anus would stay closed until then. But apparently, she had no choice. Juliet made it to exit 3 without any unforeseen events. But when she saw the man, she noticed something on his face, something strange. Juliet turned around and ran, she knew that strange change in the man's face was not normal. And she was right. As she turned around, she saw that the sign said exit 4. However, Juliet's mild relief disappeared when a fart escaped from her anus. Oh, the farts, a sign that her poop was really close. Juliet tried to walk, but several farts came out of her uncontrollably. Even though there was no one there, she felt embarrassed for not controlling her bowels and allowing so many farts to come out like that, horribly stinking the place. "I really need to hurry" she thought, moving into the next hallway. Exit 5. Exit 6. Juliet was beginning to despair. She was too close to finally getting out of that infinite loop, but her body had other plans and refused to wait any longer. A thunderous fart was just what her poop needed to get out. "No, no, no, please no, wait, please, I'm so close" she though. But her body refused to listen to her. Juliet, very embarrassed, went into a corner, unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down next to her panties, and bent down to let out her load. Juliet pushed to get out the hard dough that was having trouble coming out. But at some point it seemed to get stuck, no matter how hard she pushed, her huge poop had stuck. Although she hated the idea, she was forced to use her hands to spread her buttocks apart and push harder. That seemed to work, as her poop started moving around again until it came out. Juliet breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't have anything to clean herself with, so she had no choice but to pull up her panties and pants and leave as she was. Looking at her disaster, she was dumbfounded. There was a huge poop snake. Juliet couldn't believe that something huge had been inside her However, she still felt a bit of weight in her intestines. But she thought she would make it to the exit, so she kept going. At Exit 7, Juliet paused for a moment. Her intestines were twisting, and whatever was inside them was moving too fast for her liking. In a matter of seconds, Juliet felt that urgent need again. She again considered crouching down and relieving herself on the ground, but as she was about to do so, a creature came out of the wall and ran towards her. Juliet, terrified, turned around and ran as fast as she could. She stopped when she finally saw a sign that said exit 8. "I made it, I..." She felt a small sticky weight on her panties. Scared and fearing the worst, she put a hand to her ass, confirming what she already feared. She had shit on herself. She still felt her intestines full, so she knew she hadn't unloaded everything on her panties, but still, it was humiliating for her to know that she had literally shit in fear. "One more, you can Juliet" she tried to motivate herself to continue. She made her way down the hall. Nothing unusual. But she felt her anus opening again. Juliet hugged her stomach and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily and squeezing her sphincter as hard as she could. She was in a cold sweat and her legs were shaking. She was so, so close, she just had to walk a little further and she would finally get out of that nightmare. She took a step, her ass letting out an overly stinky fart. A couple of steps, her stomach hurt horribly. Almost reaching the corner, her anus released a small charge, which for her was impossible to stop. Her body froze and tensed when she saw a sign that said exit 8, again. Juliet didn't understand, It was supposed to there was supposed to be something there to take her to the exit, but not that sign. A new movement in her bowels made her squirm. She was seriously having a hard time. She was so close and at the same time so far from relief. She grunted, and her whole body tensed. A shiver ran through her. Juliet wasn't going to give up being so far away, so, at a very slow pace, she moved forward, looking at the details, as she didn't want to repeat that whole torturous cycle again. She felt like her intestines were about to explode. But she knew it was close, she just had to turn around and... Exit 8. Again. Juliet wanted to cry at that moment. She was making a superhuman effort to hold what was left in her intestines, and the universe wasn't helping her in the slightest, on the contrary, it seemed to mock her. Jessica made one last effort, praying to all the gods that this would be the last corridor she had to walk. With each step she took, a fart, wetter and stinkier than the previous one came out. Juliet stopped in the middle of the hall and bent down, she couldn't take the pressure anymore. Her legs felt weak and she was sweating too much. She felt like she couldn't go on any longer. But she had to. She stood up and continued walking at too slow a pace, her thighs and buttocks too tight. Feeling like something was threatening to pop out of her anus. She was only a few steps away, she just had to turn around and her torture would be over. To her great relief, she saw some stairs. Without a second thought, Juliet ran to the stairs, but before she could even climb a step, her body gave way. "No, no, no, no!" Juliet tried to unbutton her pants, but she was so desperate, nervous, and anxious that she had a hard time letting go of the button, as her panties grew fuller and fuller. When she finally let go of the button and zipper, she pulled down her pants and panties. She heard her poop fall violently and hit the ground. She moaned and gasped, the pain in her anus was horrible, poop gushing out along with a flurry of farts. After a couple of minutes, Juliet felt her bowels completely empty. She breathed a sigh of relief, but as she remembered where she was and where she was going, her cheeks turned red. Even though her pants were dark, that wouldn't take away the stench and he had to ride on a crowded transport. On top of that, by having dirty panties, the dirty feeling on her butt wouldn't go away and make her way much more uncomfortable. And there wasn't anything she could clean herself with, either. She took a deep breath and looked up as she pulled up her pants and panties. If that was really the way out, she would have a chance to find the actual bathroom. There she would clean herself up and, unfortunately, she would have to throw away her panties. Even though her pants were a little stained, the stench of this one wouldn't be as strong. Yes, that was a good plan. With that in mind, Juliet took a deep breath and walked upstairs, hoping to find a bathroom this time.

Becky, and her friends, Shina, Miranda, Franny, Jenny, Rachel and Cj, went to the beach. They had all agreed that it would be a relaxing walk to get rid of the stress caused by college classes. It took them a few minutes to settle into the small hut they had obtained. They would have to pay for it later, but that wasn't a concern, since they were all carrying money. It wasn't long before all of them, except Becky, decided to go into the sea. Becky was an exception, as she had recently had her hair treated and couldn't get it wet in the salty water of the beach, so she decided to stay in the shack and keep an eye on things. Becky took the opportunity to take pictures and tan a little, as her skin was a bit (very) pale, and it wouldn't hurt to take a sunbath. Several hours passed and they all gathered back in the hut for lunch. The same person who had "loaned" them the shack ran a restaurant, and therefore, the same person provided them with lunch service. All of them, except Cj, ordered some kind of fish. While Cj had ordered grilled meat. Lunch soon arrived and they all began to eat as they talked. —Hey, do you think there's a bathroom here? —Jenny asked. —I don't know. Why? Do you need to pee? —Rachel asked. —Well... —If you need to urinate, you can do so in the sea. Everyone pees in the sea —Shina said without a hint of embarrassment. —Shina! —Miranda nudged her—. We're not all uncivilized beings like you. —Oh please, darling, as if you hadn't peed in the sea before —she said, putting a piece of fish in her mouth. —It's kind of gross, but Shina is right —Franny said—. I mean, we've all peed on the beach at some point. —The problem is, I don't need to pee —Jenny confessed, as her cheeks turned red. —Number two? —Rachel asked. Jenny nodded—. Well, that's more complicated. —Well, don't worry, there must be some public restroom around here, we just have to find it —Becky tried to cheer her up. Rachel stood up and took Jenny's arm. The girl looked at her friend in confusion. —Come on, we'll find a bathroom. —Oh no, it's not... It's not so urgent now, just... You know. —I don't care. We'll go and look for that bathroom, so we'll know where it is and if we have to pay, so that when it's an emergency you don't have to be running. —Okay. —We'll come back later. Both girls left. The others didn't think much of it and continued to eat their lunches. After lunch was finished and Rachel and Jenny had returned, they all thought about what to do while they rested, and then back in the water. At that, Franny turned his attention to a group of children who were burying another in the sand, and came up with a wonderful idea. —Hey, what if we buried someone in the sand? —Franny proposed. They all agreed, but when it came time to choose who would be buried, none of them wanted to. In the end they decided to leave him to fate, and the one who ended up being the victim was Becky. Anyway, they all thought it was the fairest thing to do, since they did want to go into the sea, and Becky wouldn't go in, so it would be better if they buried her in the sand. Or at least that's their logic. They started small, making sure they weren't so close to the sea so that the water wouldn't ruin the process. Cj and Franny were in charge of finding some water to wet the sand and make it easier to bury Becky, since wet water melted less quickly and easily than dry sand. It took time, but they managed to bury Becky up to her neck. The chestnut couldn't even move, but that didn't matter much to her, it's not like she's going anywhere either. —Don't you mind if we go into the water and leave you here? —Miranda asked. —No, no problem. The sun isn't that hot or annoying. You girls go, because we probably won't be back for a long time. —Sure? —Rachel asked. —Yes, go and have fun, I'll see you from here. —Okay. The six girls went into the sea while Becky watched them. It wasn't boring for her to be buried in the sand, on the contrary, Becky began to relax. Even though the sand felt heavy, it didn't bother her. About twenty minutes passed, and Becky heard a thud in her gut. She grimaced in annoyance as she remembered that, a little early, before lunch, she had had a couple of shrimp cocktails, and shrimp always went down very badly in her stomach. However, Becky didn't try to think much about it, with the idea that it would soon pass. But that didn't happen. Her stomach began to growl, making the girl uncomfortable. She wanted to run a hand over her stomach to try to ease the pain, but she could only move her head. Ten minutes passed, and Becky's upset stomach wasn't getting better, on the contrary, it seemed to have gotten worse. The chestnut could only try to hide her pain, as her entire body was completely motionless. The sand had dried up, and her friends had used too much of it, so she would need help getting out of there. But Becky still didn't worry too much, holding out hope that one of her friends would return to shore so she could ask for help to get out of the sand. However, several minutes passed, and none of the girls seemed to have any intention of returning. They had all gone quite deep into the sea, too far from where Becky was. Soon, Becky felt like her bladder was bothering her as well. He tried to ignore everything, thinking that his need would disappear. But as the minutes ticked by, Becky felt pretty powerless to hold on anymore. She could swear that her bladder had bulged a little, and the great pressure of the sand on her pelvis wasn't helping, on the contrary, that pressure was only causing her desperation to increase rapidly. Becky wanted to get up, but the sand was too heavy for her. At that, Becky saw Jenny hurrying back to shore. She was relieved to see her, and when zhe was near, she called out to her. —Jenny, I need... —I'm sorry, I need to use the bathroom —A wet fart came out of her anus—. And it's urgent! Becky watched Jenny run away, possibly to the bathroom, as the redhead was running too fast and lost sight of her. She felt a little sorry for Jenny, the girl was very desperate and in a hurry. Possibly the food hadn't helped her much. Becky just hoped Jenny made it to the bathroom in time. The thought of Jenny's desperation caused Becky's men to growl in protest. The gray-eyed woman remembered why she was happy for Jenny to return to shore. But now that hope was gone. She felt her insides churn and growl furiously again, as her bladder filled with more and more fluid, being made worse by the weight of the stand. "Please, whoever, come quickly," she begged in her head. The minutes passed and Becky was still trying to hold on. Even though she didn't have anything to help herself to hold on, she was doing well. But it was the fact that she had nothing to help herself hold on, was what was pushing her over the edge. Soon, her bladder couldn't hold all the accumulated urine and let it out with a long, hot stream. Becky's cheeks turned red and her face twitched into a grimace of disgust and disgust as she felt her lower back and legs moistened with the hot liquid. She felt terribly disgusted, and mortified. She tried to look in the direction Jenny had gone, hoping to see her return, but she didn't see her close. That made her feel worried about two things. The first was because Jenny seemed to be his only hope of getting out of there. And the second was because she was afraid that her friend had had an accident and shit herself before she got to the bathroom. Just thinking about it put pressure on Becky's intestines. She tried to move again, this time more desperately than before, but nothing, the sand was too heavy for her. "Jenny, hurry up please, I'm about to shit myself here" Becky thought. The only thing relieving Becky was that the dry sand had absorbed her urine, and the hot humidity was no longer felt, making the moment just a little less uncomfortable for her. Becky moaned and gasped at a low volume. Her cheeks flushed as a fart violently escaped from her anus. Noticing that there was no sign of Jenny and that her bowels seemed to want to put her through a worldwide embarrassment, she decided to call her friends. —Hey, girls! Can you get me out of here?! Girls! Girls! —She screamed as loud as she could. However, her friends were too far away and were laughing out loud, God knows what. Maybe that's why they didn't listen to her. She tried to call them a couple more times, but it was useless, they couldn't hear her. He wanted to ask for help from anyone who was passing by, but there was no one around, not even a street vendor around. A flurry of farts came out of Becky's anus, who made a (failed) effort to avoid it. After several farts, she felt something slightly damp in her swimsuit. Her body tensed and squeezed her sphincter and buttocks as hard as she could. Her insides continued to roar furiously, warning her that it would be useless to endure, and that she was fighting a battle that she would lose. Becky at that moment wanted to cry. She would shit on herself and there was no one who could help her out of that problem. The strength she had left, she was using to keep her anus and buttocks tight. As Becky was about to accept her fate, she heard a familiar voice. —Ugh, I almost shit myself —Jenny's voice heard—. What do you need, Becky? —Get me out of here please! It's urgent! —Well, let's go for the others and... —No, no, no. I need to shit, now! If you don't get me out of here right now, I'll shit on myself. —Okay, okay, I'll help you. Jenny began to remove the sand as fast as she could, watching her friend's face contort into grimaces of pain, suffering, and despair. The sweat clinging to her forehead and her red cheeks were clear signs of his battle. Despite not having removed all the sand, Becky finally felt that she could move, and she didn't hesitate for a second to stand up. —Oh, well, I think that I can... —Take me to the bathroom, I don't know where it is —she asked shifting her weight from one foot to the other as she used her hand to squeeze her buttocks. —Oh, sure, follow me. Jenny took her free hand and ran in the direction of the bathroom. Becky was so thankful that Jenny came back on time, or else she would have had the most disgusting and embarrassing accident of her entire life. Fortunately for Becky, the bathroom was unoccupied and there was no fee to use it. She immediately let go of Jenny's hand and went into the latrine. She pulled down her bikini bottom and plopped down the toilet. Becky blushed hard as her farts and poop started to sound very loudly. But still, she was completely relieved that she was on time. Looking at her bikini, Becky saw in horror a large brown stain and a small mound of poop. Apparently, the wetness she felt moments ago had been worse than she imagined. But at least it hadn't been worse, she just hoped no one would notice that. She spent about five minutes at a time expelling her feces from her anus, moaning and grunting, feeling intense pain in her stomach, intestines and anus. Becky swore to herself that she would never eat shrimp again. When he finally felt his bowels empty, he cleaned himself properly and flushed the toilet. And after such a mess she left in the toilet, it was a surprise to her that the toilet hadn't gotten clogged. She came out of the bathroom and saw Jenny, looking in another direction. Her cheeks turned red again as she knew her friend had heard her relieving herself. —You seem to be feeling better —Jenny said, glancing at her sideways. —Oh, yes... You know... Shrimp always make me feel awful. —Well, I'll be back with the others. —Sure... I'll keep taking care of things. —Okay. They both went to the hut, but Jenny went on and into the sea, returning quickly with the others. When Becky felt calmer and made herself comfortable in a chair, a street vendor approached her. —Excuse me miss, would you like a shrimp cocktail? —No thanks, seriously. The salesman said goodbye to her with a smile. After what had happened a few minutes ago, Becky wanted nothing to do with shrimp.

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Sandy, who needs to poop right before her performance.

It seems that Madeleine couldn't take it anymore.

Emma has a small inconvenience while returning home.