Posted by ARPS on January 13, 2004 at 03:10 [128.196.196.48]
Ok guys, I read on the wetter's board a lot, but have never done it myself, but I figured I'd give a nice little account of what... honest to god... JUST happened to me.
So, I think I have the stomache flu or something... I was at a guy's house earlier (he's awesomely cute too) and it all just came over me... I had to shit SOO bad. Well, I got to the bathroom, and was curious WHY I was shitting so much. Ok, not a big deal, but I was rather worried that the guy would come into the bathroom after I'd gotten done with it. (it was the kind of shit that makes the entire toilet bowl brown. ... eww..) Anyway. So, the night begins to wrap up, and the guy is getting ready to go to sleep. So, we get ready to leave (thinking that my ordeals were over for the night.)
I get in my car, and turn on the radio, I barely get a little ways down the street when I feel a HUGE urge come over me. At this point I'm thinking "its a bit of a walk from the parking garage to my dorm... I wonder if I should just go to the circle K instead." Well, I was praying to GOD that the light would turn green quicker (as across the street there was the circle K) as I kept getting urges... I pull up into the parking lot, and I found myself REALLY desperate. Wondering if I could even stand up.. well, I figured it would be better to have the shit dribbling (yeah, I know you are all prolly more of a fan something solid, but this is a TRUE story remember) --dribbling out of my skirt than pooling in my car. Well, As I walk in the circle K, I feel the strangest urge I've ever had. It actually felt to me like it was coming out.. I pinched my cheeks as tightly together as I could, and walked past the clerk, BARELY avoiding a mishap, directly for the bathrooms. Closest I've EVER come to shitting myself., Anyway
So I get to the back of the store, and lo and behold... the door... "out of order" - I swear. 100% true. I know a lot of people come here and write stories, but right now I'm just afraid to sleep... more on this later...
So yeah, out of order. I muttered something like "oh god no" and wondered if I should just cut my losses and let it fly right there. No. I composed myself and walked up to the clerk, put on my sexiest smile, and asked him as calmly as possible "you wouldn't happen to have an employee restroom, would you? I'm having a bit of an emergency" . He stared. I blinked. "Whats wrong with that one?" He asked. "Oh, the sign on the door said out of order!" I said... he gaped at me. Dumbass slackjawed Circle K employees. He began to saunter. Not walk, not take a nice jog, saunter, back to the back of the store to see for himself. I think he must be a fan of this sort of thing, because I'm SURE he was walking slowly on purpose. If that's the case, I'm sure he'll read it on this site and get a kick out of it. Two more times while walking back to the back of the store I felt my ass clench up... it was like it was actually giving out on me. I mean, I've had desperate incidents in the past... REALLY desperate... but never felt like if I didn't actually grab my ass that I would have an accident.
Anyway, turns out that the sign was just up., someone forgot to take it down. Jessie - 2, Shit - 0. Made it again. So, finally, after camping in there for about 20 minutes, and really wondering if I was ever going to stop shitting, I decide to brave returning to my dorm. If I was any later getting to that circle K, I would NOT have made it.
So I get back to my dorm, and do my nightly routine, check my email, a couple of web-forums, etc. I grab a book, and get ready for bed. I strip down to my panties, and begin to get into bed with the book (for some reading before bed) ... as I'm beginning to lay down... another urge. More just an inkling though... not really a "holy shit, gotta go right now" but something told me I should really listen to it. By the time I was down off of the top bunk, (which actually wasn't that long) I was truly desperate. I had to grab a robe, and fumble with it for about what seemed like an hour, trying to get my arms through the sleeves, having MULTIPLE attacks like up above... finally, just decided it was time to cut my losses. I streaked. Down the hall (only topless..) to the bathroom. I open the door, and thats it. no more, two or three HUGE squirts, right into my panties... I get into a stall in time to turn around and sit down (still not REALLY coming to the realization I shit myself) until I realized that the stall door was still open, and the panties around my ankles were SOAKED .,.. (and not the way I would have laughed about and started playing with myself about...... but brown.) Ugh.
So here I am now. Afraid to go to bed. Afraid I'm going to have another urge. (Afraid I'm going to have to streak BACK down the hall after throwing away ANOTHER pair of fucking EXPENSIVE panties)... so.. I dont know what to do. Its one of those times I wish I was into diaper fetishes... because then I would have a stock on hand and not have to worry.
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