So I waited a day before telling this story. Because it truly is unbelievable!
So two days ago (Thursday) my gf and I went out to lunch. Nothing fancy just a nice little seafood spot we go to from time to time. I had on a nice pair of joggers and a nice sweatshirt, she had on her new pink tights, and a blue sweater. We were dressed comfortably. Anyway, we go to the spot and get our usual, I get the shrimp and mussels and she got the shrimp and crab, with the juicy wings. She decided to get medium instead of mild.
Fast forward, this spot is not far from her house but the interstate at the time is what made the trip home turn from 20 min to 45 min. Also there was a really bad accident that seemed fresh so the police just got there. So we’re just hitting it and I kid you not, I can hear her stomach gurgle. I said nothing of it because my stomach does that too sometimes. We’re still in deep traffic and I hear her stomach again. This time I say “you still hungry?” She replied, “No babe. I think I have to shit.”
DISCLAIMER***
She knows about my pantypoop fetish and has said no in the past to trying it one time.
Moving on. About 5 min go by and now she places her hand on her stomach. Now I’m thinking “Oh man. She might actually shit herself. This would be great if she did.” So she starts breathing calmly and seeing if there’s any way we can get out of the traffic. Also there’s no where on the side of the road she can poop, unless she wanted the cops to see her. “Babe, I really need to shit now. Can we pull off the next exit to a gas station?” She asked. I said “sure.” Mind you I had to navigate through traffic from the fast line to the exit lane cause our exit is past traffic. So this takes a couple more minutes.
Now she’s clenching her stomach with both hands and bending over. In my mind I’m thinking “wow, she might really shit herself.” And truthfully, I did not drive to prolong the event, also the more I looked at my gf in pain the more I really wanted her to make it. So I did try my best and even with all the cutoffs I was doing and all the honks, I was able to make it to the exit lane but we still had a few more feet to go. “Babe, I’m so serious. I’m going to shit myself if we don’t get there soon.” I hear her stomach again. “Omg why didn’t I poop yesterday. Why did I get those medium wings?” She said.
We get off the exit and I’m speeding towards the gas station and pulling in. I park right next to the bathroom and she hops out and tries to open the door but it’s locked. She paused to clench her stomach and her butt. At first I thought she shit herself then, but she was just holding back a wave. I knew she wasn’t gonna make it inside to get the key so I hopped out and ran inside. Of course the cashier wouldn’t give me the key unless I bought something so I picked up a bag of peach rings and threw down a 5. I told him don’t worry about the change and could I have the key. He couldn’t have been more slower. He gave it to me and I ran outside.
I see her sitting down and I ran next to her to the door and began unlocking. She’s now making her way to a standing position. I get the door open and THE GODDAMN TOILET IS EVEN THERE!!! Like I was in awe and so was she. At this point I knew the worst was about to happen. So I told her, “look if you shit right now I do not care. Don’t feel embarrassed, don’t feel ashamed, you’re sick okay. I understand it’s not your fault and I do not blame you if you can’t hold it.” At this point I thought I saw a tear come down her eye but I’m not sure. I walked her back to the car and she sat down, I ran back inside to give the key back. I came out and got back in the car and hit the road again. I tried looking for another gas station and we were getting closer to one when she spoke to me “Babe I’m not gonna make it. I can’t hold it back again. It hurts so bad.” I didn’t say anything and kept driving.
Then all of a sudden she says “babe,” one last time, and I heard her grunt kinda hard, and that’s when I heard it. It was a pretty loud and bubbly gurgle, followed by the compressed squish sound. She had placed her hand on the car seat and lifted herself up a little but she couldn’t hold it back. She had completely shit herself. And judging from the length of time, it was pretty big. It was def atleast 20 secs. I couldn’t see it but I could hear it. And then the smell came. I was honestly too concerned for her to be turned on. She eventually sat on the seat and faced defeat and held her head in her hands. She didn’t say anything. I offered to stop somewhere to get her clothes but at this point she just wanted to go home.
So we detoured and made it home in what seemed like forever. She got out the car first and I let her go inside by herself so she wouldn’t feel like she was being watched. But I did notice the large clump of shit in her tights when she got out the car. It covered her whole butt.
So that night she was silent. Didn’t say a word. We were both off the next day so I woke up and took my morning shower. She actually joined me in the shower and said something I never in a million years thought she would ever say. She said “I really didn’t want to shit my pants yesterday. It was disgusting and it felt incredibly weird. But when you told me not to be embarrassed or ashamed, it made me be comfortable with it. So when it happened, I....” she hesitated. My brain was starting to surmise what she might say. “...I....think I kinda liked it.” “Really?!?!” I asked. She said “Yeah.” She said it was something about what I said and the relief she felt made her feel at peace. She didn’t feel ashamed at the act after she had time to think about. She was processing the rest of that day and last night about how she liked the experience of releasing.
SOOO in conclusion, she wouldn’t want to have an accident like that in public anytime soon, BUT she is open to the idea of panty pooping in out home. Happy Pooping!