A Case of the Shits while on Patrol
Pvt Ramirez and Pt Campbell had been assigned to patrol a small village in Afghanistan. They were sent to check to see if there were any enemy positions within the village and surrounding mountainside. Both soldiers had known each other since they started around the same time, six months ago.
The sun beat down on the two men as they patrolled the area in 97F temperature. Their uniforms didn’t help with the heat either. After a few hours, Pvt Ramirez mentioned that his stomach was bothering him a little. He assumed some dehydration with the high temps and drank more water. It eventually passed and he thought that was it.
As they patrolled the mountainside, Pvt Ramirez got a sharp pain in this stomach and knew that meant he was about to have diarrhea soon. Pvt Ramirez and Pt Campbell made sure to carry wag bags with them that could collect any waste since they had to leave no trace.
Pvt Ramirez was now sweating profusely. He knew he couldn’t go any farther because his loaded ass needed relief right now! He normally had no problem using the wag bag by himself but since this was going to be messy he needed assistance.
He approached Pvt Campbell and told him he would need to hold the bag under him since he felt a case of the runs coming on. Pvt Campbell sighed but he too knew how annoying wag bags can be.
Pvt Ramirez clenched his cheeks to first get the piss over with. After almost a minute his bladder was empty and relaxed. Now came the harder part. He lowered his pants as far down as he could to his boots. He put his pack down so he could have better footing and balance.
Pvt Campbell stood behind with the bag in position while Pvt Ramirez got into a squat. He then let go with a long release of soft loose shit into the bag. The relief was immediate and he moaned with pleasure. Gas quickly escaped loudly as more diarrhea filled the bag.
Pvt Campbell said “god damn. What did you eat?” Pvt Ramirez responded saying “I grabbed some food while we took a break in the village. I was so hungry”
Pvt Campbell scolded him. Pvt Ramirez knew to never eat the local food or drink water because it often caused traveler’s diarrhea. He had been starving though and his appetite overcame him. Another soft wave of shit filled the wag bag. He stood there for another 5 minutes to make sure he was. He wiped himself up and sealed the wag bag, which he then put into his back to dispose of later.
20 mins later and he needed a second wag bag. Pvt Campbell once again got into position so that Pvt Ramirez could let the floodgates open. This time it was nearly all liquid and the bag filled fast. There stood Pvt Ramirez, balls and cock dangling in the sun while his ass exploded violently into the bag. He joked that at least his cock would get a tan in this sun.
As they began to walk back to basecamp, they had to stop 4 more times so Pvt Ramirez could fill yet another wag bag. When they got back, Pvt Ramirez immediately took some medication and went to lay in his cot. 15 trips to the latrine later over a 2 day period and he was finally cleared out. He promised to never eat cooked food again while he was on patrol.
