Posted by The Professional on January 17, 1999 at 09:45
The following parts of my adventures dating christine have some pooping parts, sorry about that for those of you with only a pee fetish, but Im just telling it the way it happened.
I had caused Christine to wet herself twice. I guess it was time for her to get me back. We had gone skiing and when we got back to the car she
opened her carry along bag and asked if I wanted some fudge, she made it herself. I said I would. She then took out two packages wrapped in
tinfoil, one for her and one for me with a couple pieces of fudge in each. It did make me nervous that she had them seperate, but I had known
her awhile and wouldn't of thought her capable of wrong doing.
We ate the fudge together, I told her how much I liked it, it was the first food type thing she had made for me. Then we started to drive home. She
usually wanted to stop for a bathroom break on the way home whenever we went skiing. So when we passed the first Wendy's (where we
typically stopped the other skii trips) I asked if she wanted to stop. She said,"No I don't want to stop because My pants are wet from the snow,
and it looks like I wet myself." This peeked may interest because she was wearing white ski pants which wouldn't show wetness very well
anyway, and if they did I don't think anyone would assume she wet herself over that she was skiing, we were still pretty close to the mountain.
At the time I thought that she must have wet herself without me knowing it. So we just continued towards home. About 20 minutes from home my
stomach started rumbling, and real fast I felt the pressure. I knew I would go soon. So I pretended that my nose was running and said I was going
to have to pull over and blow my nose (Yes, I did not want to say I had to take a shit in front of her). She protested a little saying we were almost
home. Anyway I pulled off the freeway and into a taco time and ran inside, barely making it with diarrhea off full force. I just went, then wiped
quickly, trying not to take too much time since I was just blowing my nose. (At this point I knew she had given me a laxitive, I was a little mad, but
also a little turned on by the whole thing.)
I came back to the car. She asked if I was ok, I said I was, and we continued on. As we reached her house my guts acted up again. I helped her
unload her stuff quickly, hoping she would invite me in, so I could use the bathroom. She then said she wanted to take a shower but would love to
go out for coffee afterwords, why don't I come back and pick her up in an hour or two. (she still lived with her parents so this wasn't a totally
unreasonable request). My bowels were ready to move again, so I said ok, I'll give you a call in an hour. And I rushed back to my car, before even
getting in my car I had shit myself a little. I drove for two blocks pulled over. Took off my sweater put it on my car seat. Pulled down my pants, and
took another shit right there in my car. My first time doing anything like this. I actually still got on the seat and into my pants some. I put the
sweater on the passenger side, drove home, and showered and then cleaned the car as best as I could being that it was night time. I then called
her and told her that I was too tired to drive (I really hadn't got the smell out of my car yet) but that she could pick me up. She agreed, came over
and we went out for coffee.
This was a surprising night for me. I could hardly beliece that this fairly innocent (she had just turned 18) girl would plan something like this. (I
think she had help from a friend of hers who I believe would plan something like this) Also I think she slowly kept peeing herself in my car so we
wouldn't have to pull over for her, we had never had to pull over for me. She must of thought that over also. Luckily, for me a saved myself from
any real embaressment, I came real close though.
Later I planned revenge for her.
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