Posted by ckmyundies on December 24, 2003 at 06:09 [203.217.5.246]
When I was thirteen my cousin and I stole dynamite from my granddads shed. We actually thought we were steeling crackers and had planned to scare my sisters and other cousins but when we realised what we had, we decided to let it all off in a tunnel under the main street near my cousins home. I don’t remember how much dynamite we had but it was enough to make an extremely large hole in the road. It was so loud we were too terrified to go home or get seen so we sat behind some shops not to far from the tunnel. The whole time we did my need for a toilet got more and more desperate. Then to make things even worse a police car drove around the back and stopped right in front of us. Both the cops stood directly in front of us, which was for me the scariest thing I had ever experienced. I don’t remember what was said but before we knew it we were in the police car and being driven to the station. I managed to hold on all the way but as soon as we got out of the car the extremely large but firm load began filling my undies. Fortunately there was virtually no smell and my brand-new undies held it all in even when we were told to sit down in a large room with several other people. The problem was the bulge it made between my legs felt so big I wasn’t game to close them at all. When I looked between them I thought I was safe, as despite the huge bulge there was no poo showing on my undies. But about ten minutes later a girl not much older then me appeared in front of me and said “why don’t you go to the toilet instead of shitting in your pants you dirty fucken cunt. It was the most humiliating experience ever and we still had to endure at least a twenty-minute wait then the lecture from the cop, before my uncle arrived and took me home. It was the angriest I had ever seen my parents and after another lecture I was sent to my room still in my shitty undies, neither of them had realised and I was already in so much trouble I wasn’t game to own-up. Which was great as once I was alone I realised how awesome the load in my undies actually felt and how cool they looked in the mirror, best of all was how wicked it felt squishing the load until my once fluro yellow undies were practically all brown. Once everyone had gone to bed, which wasn’t until late I cleaned up and through my undies and pants over the back fence. Unfortunately one of my sisters and her friends found them and told my parents, but that’s another story.
Later on we were told my uncle had already talked to the police and had told them to take us to the station with the intention of frightening us.
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