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Naruma's Wild Ride (New Story)
This is a sequel to the "Elevator Accident" Story I posted a few weeks ago, which involved an Asian/Arab/Russian /British-American girl named Naruma Miller and an Asian-American girl named Amanda Sujitama. http://www.wetset.net/forums/showthread.php?t=415 There is a third part of this series forthcoming, so be on the lookout for that. Fun Fatct: this series is subtitled "Nerd Girls in Love" cos Naruma and Amanda--aka Mandy--are total comic book/sci-fi/cartoon geeks. 
Story contains: lesbianism, panty pooping, panty pissing, a bit of scat...
Naruma's Wild Ride
by
Sri Narada Jagganath, Esq.
Naruma Miller awoke with incredibly moist panties and a pleasant tingling sensation running throughout her body. Immediately, she reached for 'Omar,' the veiny black vibrator she kept under her pillow. (She called it Omar because it reminded her of Omar Jenkins, a well-endowed black guy she dated in her senior year of high school.) The girl effortlessly shoved the huge vibrator inside her pussy and turned it on full blast. She was lubricating so much that 'Omar' kept slipping out; she finally had to use both her hands to keep it inside her wet cunnyhole.
"Ohhh... yeahhh...," she grunted. "Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK MEEEE..Oh yeah...cumming...CUMMING...!" Naruma's body arched upwards off her mattress as she came--she collapsed just as quickly, her nubile figure quaking like mad. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" she animalistically growled as she pawed at her wildly convulsing womanhood. This prolonged her orgasm for quite awhile. After several blissful minutes, she had to stop; it was just too intense for her to continue! "Holy god," she moaned, shutting her eyes for a bit and biting her bottom lip.
After she'd recovered a bit, the girl stroked the triangle-shaped thatch of pubic hair that crowned her womanhood whilst sucking on her cum drenched vibrator. This threatened to get her horny once more, but she knew she had to stop or she would be late for work; her father, who was in publishing, had gotten her a job as a proofreader for a local book company. A job where she got to read thousands of unpublished manuscripts was the perfect job for a book lover like her! As she was about to get out of bed, a horrifying thought occured to Naruma: as usual, one side of her bed was littered with a pile of books, comics, and magazines, most of which she read before going to sleep. Her heart skipped a beat as she wondered if she'd gotten cum on any of them! Naruma breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her copies of the newest issues of Maiden America, Mutant Force, Captain Cosmos, Prism, Protectra, Mecha Man, and Frenzy were all just fine. Her books(Doctor Who: The Glamour Chase and Poison Study) and magazines (Doctor Who Magazine and Comic Book Readers Monthly) were equally undamaged.
"Whew!" The girl breathed a sigh of relief. She had once accidentally pissed on three(!) issues of the Tempus: Chrono Knight comic while pissing into a cup (she often peed in whatever was handy when she was too lazy to go to the bathroom, especially at night); she was utterly inconsolate for days until the mailman delivered the replacement issues she ordered. She still had the original crusty, pissed stained comics: she couldn't bear to throw them away! If her vaginal secretions had ruined her comics that morning, the girl would have been absolutely shattered for days on end. Naruma shuddered at the horrific thought as she sat up. She then slipped off her wet panties, the only article of clothing she was wearing, and went to take a shower.
After she was thoroughly clean, and had made good use of the detachable showerhead, Naruma went straight to the kitchen to have breakfast, not even bothering to drape a bathtowel over her naked flesh. A man in the building opposite hers spied on Naruma constantly with high powered binoculars; therefore, she wore as little as possible around her apartment--she just loved putting on a show for him! After she opened the curtains and made sure that Mr. Opposite was watching (he was), Naruma set about making breakfast. She had two huge bowls of bran flakes, along with a honey oat bran muffin and three (!) glasses of prune juice. She could already feel the delightful fullness in the pit of her stomach; she had not moved her bowels or urinated in hours, so she knew it was going to be explosive when she did so! She wasn't planning on wasting her movement in any toilet; ever since her accident in the State Street Borders several weeks ago, Naruma had become obsessed with messing herself in public places. The shame and the humiliation that she felt when people saw what she had done turned her on like crazy! She jumped up and raced to her bedroom, eager to get dressed so that she could get outside and make a mess of herself! She raised the curtain in her bedroom so that "Mr. Opposite" could get a good look at her while she got dressed.
Naruma put on a lacy purple bra and a matching pair of full cut panties; she found a pair in a similar color and put it into her purse so that she could change out of the ones she was planning to mess later. She then put on a white blouse, black blazer with white buttons, super short white skirt, and black heels. She then put on a black leather trench-coat and tied up her hair into a severe "bun" atop her head. Last, but not least, she slipped on her rectangular glasses, blew her Peeping Tom neighbor a kiss, and left her apartment. Like lots of urbanites, Naruma drove downtown, parked her car in a garage, and walked to the subway, which would take her the rest of the way to work. Naruma actually had two hours before work started, so she had lots of time to play around.
When Naruma reached the platform for the EL(elevated line; Chicago slang for the underground train/subway)at 9AM, she purposely waited for the newer model trains to come along. These trains were built to accomodate large crowds and had fewer seats; in other words, it was the perfect venue for her performance! She squeezed into a car that was already crowded; she grinned wickedly at her captive audience. The doors slid shut and the train raced on its way; the rapid motion helped speed Naruma's waste down her digestive tract. She moaned softly as a bit of gas escaped her bowels.
"Excuse you," a girl standing near her huffed. Naruma's only response was to squeeze out another noisome burst of flatulence! "Oh, my god, you're fucking disgusting!" The girl gagged. "I'm getting the fuck away from you! Excuse me!" Naruma grinned as she saw the tiny brunette force her way through the crowd out the corner of her eye. She didn't get very far; the car was packed far too tightly. The train barreled along for awhile, but then it began to slow down; finally, it stopped altogether!
"Shit!" a man behind her growled; this was the same man who kept "accidentally" rubbing his crotch against Naruma's ass and groping her tits. She didn't mind at all, of course--she loved being fondled on the train!
*Attention passengers,* an automated voice annouced, *we are experiencing a delay and expect to be moving shortly* The entire car groaned simultaneously; Naruma, however, was absolutely overjoyed!
"Oh, no!" she said as loud as she could. "I REALLY gotta use it!"
"Just go on yourself!" a guy jeered.
Oh, I plan to! Naruma thought. She could feel the poo surging against her butt hole; her bladder was filled to bursting as well! "Oh, god," she wailed loudly, "I can't hold it much longer!" She squeezed out another burst of flatulence to underscore her point. The man who had been fondling her responded by freeing his erect member from his trousers and rubbing it against her bottom!
Someone else pressed the emergency call button that connected with the train operator.
"Yes?" said the operator, who was female.
"A girl REALLY has to go to the bathroom!" the person who pushed the button--also a female--responded. "How soon 'til the train's movin' again?"
"In a minute," was the answer. "Tell her to hold on!"
"I-I can't!" Naruma wailed; she had learnt to cry on demand ages ago. "I'm so s-sorry, everyone. I can't hold it!" Naruma bit her bottom lip and shut her eyes as a cascade of scalding hot piss gushed from her; it soaked her panties and fell noisily to the metal floor of the car. The people around her reacted with disgust and tried to move away, but there wasn't anywhere else to go, so a lot of them got splashed with pee. As the warm yellow stream continued to flow, the man behind Naruma held his hard on beneath her legs! Oh, god--I'm pissing all over some dude's dick! Naruma thought. Simultaneously, Naruma forced out a long, cucumber shaped poo log that pulled down her panties and extended far below the bottom of her tiny trench-coat! To anyone who saw her from the rear, it would look like she had suddenly sprouted a tail! The poo log finally stopped when it had extended seven or eight inches from her bottom; however, it didn't break off from her butt-hole! A mass of incredibly wet and mushy poo squeezed out of her anal ring--even this didn't dislodge the poo log! Her panties held a great deal of the new poo in place, but some of her filth was strained through the flimsy material and fell to the floor, splattering the other passengers as it did so! Most of them didn't react to what was happening at all; choosing to adopt the typical Chicagoan response when someone behaved like a lunatic on a train: they stared off into the distance and pretended not to notice. Others were more vocal; some called Naruma names, others laughed at her, a few even groped the "tail" hanging from her coat!
"You STINK!" a man roared directly in her face!
A group of teen-aged boys mocked her incessantly until they were reprimanded by an older woman.
"It's ok, sweetie," the woman whispered soothingly as Naruma's movement finally came to an end. "We all have accidents sometimes. Are you alright now?"
"I am--thanks!" Naruma replied, unable to keep a twinge of arousal from coloring her voice. Gradually, the train resumed its journey: when it reached the next stop, Naruma jumped out and ran as fast as she could, her cheeks flushed with shame and embarrasment. She was also incredibly turned on: the moment she reached street level, Naruma ducked into a nearby alley, slumped against a wall, and fingered herself to orgasm! She also had to piss again, so she squirted out a jet of piss mingled cum which almost shot the length of the alley! With that bit of business taken care of, Naruma wandered the crowded downtown Chicago streets, her level of arousal growing as she heard people talking about the "tail" sticking out the bottom of her coat! Naruma spent quite sometime window shopping outside the shops, occasionally adding tiny nuggets of poo to her already overstuffed panties.
"Hi!"
Naruma jumped as she heard a familiar voice behind her. "A-Amanda?!? Hey!" Naruma said as she hugged the pretty Asian-American girl. Amanda "Mandy" Sujitama was Naruma's girlfriend. She worked at the Borders bookstore where Naruma had her accident several weeks ago: they had been dating ever since. "What the fuck are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in school?"
"It's Senior skip day," Amanda replied as she kissed Naruma on her cheek. The girl was still in high school, having begun her senior year in the fall."Why ain't you at work?"
"I actually don't start for another hour," Naruma replied. "I'm just bummin' around until then."
"Oh! So, have you read any good manuscripts lately?" Mandy asked.
"There was this really good one by a British author named Reginald Winters...it's a fantasy about an Amazonian warrior named Lady Bloodbayne," Naruma replied.
"Isn't he the guy that wrote Lust of the Lady Vampire?" Mandy beamed. "I love him!" Suddenly, the Asian beauty wrinkled her nose and a look of absolute disgust crossed her face. "UGH, What the fuck is that smell?"
"I-I don't smell anything," Naruma stammered as her heart started pounding fiercely against her ribcage.
"Smells like a sewer backed up or something!" Mandy grimaced. She grabbed Naruma's hand and smiled. "Let's hang out until you have to go to work, girlfriend!"
Naruma broke into a cold sweat. With Mandy this close to her, there was no way she wouldn't be able to smell the mess in her panties. The thought of her finding out what she'd done was turning Naruma on like crazy, but she was also afraid that Mandy would be revolted by her and want to break up! "Um--"
"Y-you don't want to hang out with me, Naru?" Mandy pouted.
"Of course I wanna hang out with you, baby!" Naruma grinned. "Come on, let's go check out some jewelry!"
"OOH!" Mandy squealed. "You gonna get me an engagement ring?"
"Don't be silly," Naruma laughed. "We've only been going out for a few weeks! But, since you're so fucking cute, I may buy you a "going steady" ring!"
"OMG, who says 'going steady' anymore?" Mandy laughed.
"Shut up, or no ring for you!"
"I'll be good!" Mandy giggled.
The two girls hung out for awhile; they window shopped, cuddled, made out, and had a light meal. They saved the jewelry store for last: Naruma was trepidacious about going in, but Mandy drug her inside. The customers and the store's employees frowned in disgust as the smell emanating from Naruma's trashed panties overpowered them. While Mandy checked out some gorgeous diamond rings and necklaces, Naruma grabbed a "sales associate" by the arm and took her to the side.
"I'm sure you can tell that I've had a pretty bad accident," Naruma told the woman. "I don't want my girlfriend knowing that I shit myself! Do you guys have a bathroom here?"
"We don't usually let customers in there," the woman sniffed. "It's employees only."
"PLEASE!" Naruma begged.
"Fine," the woman sighed and handed Naruma the keys to the bathroom. "Just be quick."
"THANK YOU!" Naruma shrieked and raced for the bathroom. Once inside, she pulled down her skirt and looked at her panties in the mirror. The front looked ok, but the rear was totally caked with poo! She carefully stepped out of the filthy underpants and dumped them on the floor. She then wet a massive wad of tissues with soap and water and cleaned herself up, taking time to yank the "poo tail" from her asshole. When that was done, she took a moment to rub herself to orgasm while looking at herself in the mirror. After she came a few times, she put on the clean panties that were in her purse and opened the bathroom door. She jumped in suprise when she saw Mandy waiting for her!
"One side, you!" Mandy said. "I gotta pee!"
"Mandy, WAIT!" Naruma's blood turned to ice when she realized that she had forgotten to throw out her shit-filled panties! She tried to follow Mandy back inside, but the sales associate, a plump, freckled redhead whose name was Trudy, grabbed her by the arm just as the door shut.
"Oh no, you don't!" she tutted as she took the bathroom keys from Naruma. "You don't get to make out with your girlfriend in there!"
"B-but..."
"I know how it is this early in the relationship; you can't keep your hands off each other! Well, you'll just have to wait until she comes out, young lady!"
Naruma waited for Mandy to come out, her panic increasing with each minute that ticked by. Finally, the diminuitive girl came out with a big grin on her face. "OMG, somebody left a pair of shitty panties on the floor in there!" Mandy whispered conspiratorily as she took Naruma's hand.
"T-that's so gross!" Naruma stammered.
"Wait, you didn't have another accident, did you?" Mandy asked with a wicked grin.
"W-what? No!" Naruma replied as she drug Mandy to the rings display, eager to change the subject. "Which one do you like?"
"Are you serious?" Mandy's biggest 100 candlewatt smile spread across her face.
"Yeah, pick one!"
"Can you afford this?" Mandy asked.
"Of course! I get paid mad dough! Now choose!" Naruma insisted.
Mandy picked a 50 karat ring set in a golden band; Naruma paid for it and placed it on Mandy's finger. "Thank you, baby!" Mandy squealed, kissing Naruma passionately.
"You're welcome, cutie." Naruma looked at her watch. "Shit, I'm ten minutes late for work! My boss is gonna fuckin' kill me!" She grabbed Mandy's hand and ran with her back to the "EL." The train arrived shortly and Naruma gave her girlfriend a goodbye kiss. "See you later, sexy."
"Hey, let's hang out at your place this weekend!" Mandy said. "I have some bootlegs of the first four episodes of Kaizou Sentai Gokaiger--I know you'll love it!"
"Is that the "Pirate Power Rangers" show?" Naruma asked.
"Yes, it's the "Pirate Power Rangers," Mandy replied with a roll of her eyes.
"Call me!" Naruma called out as the train's doors slid shut.
"I will, baby! Love you!" Mandy shouted, watching as the train carried off her lover. When it was out of sight, Mandy looked into her purse and pulled out a plastic zip locked baggie which contained Naruma's shit-filled panties! Unbeknownst to Naruma, Mandy had been on the train when the girl soiled herself! She then followed her to see what she did, watching in amazement as she masturbated in that alley. Naturally, she'd grabbed Naruma's panties while she was in the jewelry store's bathroom--when she got home, she planned to put them on and wear them around the house all day long!
"She's into this--I know she is," Mandy said to herself as she opened the baggie and inhaled the feculent aroma. "I'm going to tell her I know what a dirty girl she really is." Mandy smiled at the idea, putting the panties away and heading for home, where she planned to enjoy herself for the next few hours...
Friday couldn't come fast enough.
Story contains: lesbianism, panty pooping, panty pissing, a bit of scat...
Naruma's Wild Ride
by
Sri Narada Jagganath, Esq.
Naruma Miller awoke with incredibly moist panties and a pleasant tingling sensation running throughout her body. Immediately, she reached for 'Omar,' the veiny black vibrator she kept under her pillow. (She called it Omar because it reminded her of Omar Jenkins, a well-endowed black guy she dated in her senior year of high school.) The girl effortlessly shoved the huge vibrator inside her pussy and turned it on full blast. She was lubricating so much that 'Omar' kept slipping out; she finally had to use both her hands to keep it inside her wet cunnyhole.
"Ohhh... yeahhh...," she grunted. "Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK MEEEE..Oh yeah...cumming...CUMMING...!" Naruma's body arched upwards off her mattress as she came--she collapsed just as quickly, her nubile figure quaking like mad. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" she animalistically growled as she pawed at her wildly convulsing womanhood. This prolonged her orgasm for quite awhile. After several blissful minutes, she had to stop; it was just too intense for her to continue! "Holy god," she moaned, shutting her eyes for a bit and biting her bottom lip.
After she'd recovered a bit, the girl stroked the triangle-shaped thatch of pubic hair that crowned her womanhood whilst sucking on her cum drenched vibrator. This threatened to get her horny once more, but she knew she had to stop or she would be late for work; her father, who was in publishing, had gotten her a job as a proofreader for a local book company. A job where she got to read thousands of unpublished manuscripts was the perfect job for a book lover like her! As she was about to get out of bed, a horrifying thought occured to Naruma: as usual, one side of her bed was littered with a pile of books, comics, and magazines, most of which she read before going to sleep. Her heart skipped a beat as she wondered if she'd gotten cum on any of them! Naruma breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her copies of the newest issues of Maiden America, Mutant Force, Captain Cosmos, Prism, Protectra, Mecha Man, and Frenzy were all just fine. Her books(Doctor Who: The Glamour Chase and Poison Study) and magazines (Doctor Who Magazine and Comic Book Readers Monthly) were equally undamaged.
"Whew!" The girl breathed a sigh of relief. She had once accidentally pissed on three(!) issues of the Tempus: Chrono Knight comic while pissing into a cup (she often peed in whatever was handy when she was too lazy to go to the bathroom, especially at night); she was utterly inconsolate for days until the mailman delivered the replacement issues she ordered. She still had the original crusty, pissed stained comics: she couldn't bear to throw them away! If her vaginal secretions had ruined her comics that morning, the girl would have been absolutely shattered for days on end. Naruma shuddered at the horrific thought as she sat up. She then slipped off her wet panties, the only article of clothing she was wearing, and went to take a shower.
After she was thoroughly clean, and had made good use of the detachable showerhead, Naruma went straight to the kitchen to have breakfast, not even bothering to drape a bathtowel over her naked flesh. A man in the building opposite hers spied on Naruma constantly with high powered binoculars; therefore, she wore as little as possible around her apartment--she just loved putting on a show for him! After she opened the curtains and made sure that Mr. Opposite was watching (he was), Naruma set about making breakfast. She had two huge bowls of bran flakes, along with a honey oat bran muffin and three (!) glasses of prune juice. She could already feel the delightful fullness in the pit of her stomach; she had not moved her bowels or urinated in hours, so she knew it was going to be explosive when she did so! She wasn't planning on wasting her movement in any toilet; ever since her accident in the State Street Borders several weeks ago, Naruma had become obsessed with messing herself in public places. The shame and the humiliation that she felt when people saw what she had done turned her on like crazy! She jumped up and raced to her bedroom, eager to get dressed so that she could get outside and make a mess of herself! She raised the curtain in her bedroom so that "Mr. Opposite" could get a good look at her while she got dressed.
Naruma put on a lacy purple bra and a matching pair of full cut panties; she found a pair in a similar color and put it into her purse so that she could change out of the ones she was planning to mess later. She then put on a white blouse, black blazer with white buttons, super short white skirt, and black heels. She then put on a black leather trench-coat and tied up her hair into a severe "bun" atop her head. Last, but not least, she slipped on her rectangular glasses, blew her Peeping Tom neighbor a kiss, and left her apartment. Like lots of urbanites, Naruma drove downtown, parked her car in a garage, and walked to the subway, which would take her the rest of the way to work. Naruma actually had two hours before work started, so she had lots of time to play around.
When Naruma reached the platform for the EL(elevated line; Chicago slang for the underground train/subway)at 9AM, she purposely waited for the newer model trains to come along. These trains were built to accomodate large crowds and had fewer seats; in other words, it was the perfect venue for her performance! She squeezed into a car that was already crowded; she grinned wickedly at her captive audience. The doors slid shut and the train raced on its way; the rapid motion helped speed Naruma's waste down her digestive tract. She moaned softly as a bit of gas escaped her bowels.
"Excuse you," a girl standing near her huffed. Naruma's only response was to squeeze out another noisome burst of flatulence! "Oh, my god, you're fucking disgusting!" The girl gagged. "I'm getting the fuck away from you! Excuse me!" Naruma grinned as she saw the tiny brunette force her way through the crowd out the corner of her eye. She didn't get very far; the car was packed far too tightly. The train barreled along for awhile, but then it began to slow down; finally, it stopped altogether!
"Shit!" a man behind her growled; this was the same man who kept "accidentally" rubbing his crotch against Naruma's ass and groping her tits. She didn't mind at all, of course--she loved being fondled on the train!
*Attention passengers,* an automated voice annouced, *we are experiencing a delay and expect to be moving shortly* The entire car groaned simultaneously; Naruma, however, was absolutely overjoyed!
"Oh, no!" she said as loud as she could. "I REALLY gotta use it!"
"Just go on yourself!" a guy jeered.
Oh, I plan to! Naruma thought. She could feel the poo surging against her butt hole; her bladder was filled to bursting as well! "Oh, god," she wailed loudly, "I can't hold it much longer!" She squeezed out another burst of flatulence to underscore her point. The man who had been fondling her responded by freeing his erect member from his trousers and rubbing it against her bottom!
Someone else pressed the emergency call button that connected with the train operator.
"Yes?" said the operator, who was female.
"A girl REALLY has to go to the bathroom!" the person who pushed the button--also a female--responded. "How soon 'til the train's movin' again?"
"In a minute," was the answer. "Tell her to hold on!"
"I-I can't!" Naruma wailed; she had learnt to cry on demand ages ago. "I'm so s-sorry, everyone. I can't hold it!" Naruma bit her bottom lip and shut her eyes as a cascade of scalding hot piss gushed from her; it soaked her panties and fell noisily to the metal floor of the car. The people around her reacted with disgust and tried to move away, but there wasn't anywhere else to go, so a lot of them got splashed with pee. As the warm yellow stream continued to flow, the man behind Naruma held his hard on beneath her legs! Oh, god--I'm pissing all over some dude's dick! Naruma thought. Simultaneously, Naruma forced out a long, cucumber shaped poo log that pulled down her panties and extended far below the bottom of her tiny trench-coat! To anyone who saw her from the rear, it would look like she had suddenly sprouted a tail! The poo log finally stopped when it had extended seven or eight inches from her bottom; however, it didn't break off from her butt-hole! A mass of incredibly wet and mushy poo squeezed out of her anal ring--even this didn't dislodge the poo log! Her panties held a great deal of the new poo in place, but some of her filth was strained through the flimsy material and fell to the floor, splattering the other passengers as it did so! Most of them didn't react to what was happening at all; choosing to adopt the typical Chicagoan response when someone behaved like a lunatic on a train: they stared off into the distance and pretended not to notice. Others were more vocal; some called Naruma names, others laughed at her, a few even groped the "tail" hanging from her coat!
"You STINK!" a man roared directly in her face!
A group of teen-aged boys mocked her incessantly until they were reprimanded by an older woman.
"It's ok, sweetie," the woman whispered soothingly as Naruma's movement finally came to an end. "We all have accidents sometimes. Are you alright now?"
"I am--thanks!" Naruma replied, unable to keep a twinge of arousal from coloring her voice. Gradually, the train resumed its journey: when it reached the next stop, Naruma jumped out and ran as fast as she could, her cheeks flushed with shame and embarrasment. She was also incredibly turned on: the moment she reached street level, Naruma ducked into a nearby alley, slumped against a wall, and fingered herself to orgasm! She also had to piss again, so she squirted out a jet of piss mingled cum which almost shot the length of the alley! With that bit of business taken care of, Naruma wandered the crowded downtown Chicago streets, her level of arousal growing as she heard people talking about the "tail" sticking out the bottom of her coat! Naruma spent quite sometime window shopping outside the shops, occasionally adding tiny nuggets of poo to her already overstuffed panties.
"Hi!"
Naruma jumped as she heard a familiar voice behind her. "A-Amanda?!? Hey!" Naruma said as she hugged the pretty Asian-American girl. Amanda "Mandy" Sujitama was Naruma's girlfriend. She worked at the Borders bookstore where Naruma had her accident several weeks ago: they had been dating ever since. "What the fuck are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in school?"
"It's Senior skip day," Amanda replied as she kissed Naruma on her cheek. The girl was still in high school, having begun her senior year in the fall."Why ain't you at work?"
"I actually don't start for another hour," Naruma replied. "I'm just bummin' around until then."
"Oh! So, have you read any good manuscripts lately?" Mandy asked.
"There was this really good one by a British author named Reginald Winters...it's a fantasy about an Amazonian warrior named Lady Bloodbayne," Naruma replied.
"Isn't he the guy that wrote Lust of the Lady Vampire?" Mandy beamed. "I love him!" Suddenly, the Asian beauty wrinkled her nose and a look of absolute disgust crossed her face. "UGH, What the fuck is that smell?"
"I-I don't smell anything," Naruma stammered as her heart started pounding fiercely against her ribcage.
"Smells like a sewer backed up or something!" Mandy grimaced. She grabbed Naruma's hand and smiled. "Let's hang out until you have to go to work, girlfriend!"
Naruma broke into a cold sweat. With Mandy this close to her, there was no way she wouldn't be able to smell the mess in her panties. The thought of her finding out what she'd done was turning Naruma on like crazy, but she was also afraid that Mandy would be revolted by her and want to break up! "Um--"
"Y-you don't want to hang out with me, Naru?" Mandy pouted.
"Of course I wanna hang out with you, baby!" Naruma grinned. "Come on, let's go check out some jewelry!"
"OOH!" Mandy squealed. "You gonna get me an engagement ring?"
"Don't be silly," Naruma laughed. "We've only been going out for a few weeks! But, since you're so fucking cute, I may buy you a "going steady" ring!"
"OMG, who says 'going steady' anymore?" Mandy laughed.
"Shut up, or no ring for you!"
"I'll be good!" Mandy giggled.
The two girls hung out for awhile; they window shopped, cuddled, made out, and had a light meal. They saved the jewelry store for last: Naruma was trepidacious about going in, but Mandy drug her inside. The customers and the store's employees frowned in disgust as the smell emanating from Naruma's trashed panties overpowered them. While Mandy checked out some gorgeous diamond rings and necklaces, Naruma grabbed a "sales associate" by the arm and took her to the side.
"I'm sure you can tell that I've had a pretty bad accident," Naruma told the woman. "I don't want my girlfriend knowing that I shit myself! Do you guys have a bathroom here?"
"We don't usually let customers in there," the woman sniffed. "It's employees only."
"PLEASE!" Naruma begged.
"Fine," the woman sighed and handed Naruma the keys to the bathroom. "Just be quick."
"THANK YOU!" Naruma shrieked and raced for the bathroom. Once inside, she pulled down her skirt and looked at her panties in the mirror. The front looked ok, but the rear was totally caked with poo! She carefully stepped out of the filthy underpants and dumped them on the floor. She then wet a massive wad of tissues with soap and water and cleaned herself up, taking time to yank the "poo tail" from her asshole. When that was done, she took a moment to rub herself to orgasm while looking at herself in the mirror. After she came a few times, she put on the clean panties that were in her purse and opened the bathroom door. She jumped in suprise when she saw Mandy waiting for her!
"One side, you!" Mandy said. "I gotta pee!"
"Mandy, WAIT!" Naruma's blood turned to ice when she realized that she had forgotten to throw out her shit-filled panties! She tried to follow Mandy back inside, but the sales associate, a plump, freckled redhead whose name was Trudy, grabbed her by the arm just as the door shut.
"Oh no, you don't!" she tutted as she took the bathroom keys from Naruma. "You don't get to make out with your girlfriend in there!"
"B-but..."
"I know how it is this early in the relationship; you can't keep your hands off each other! Well, you'll just have to wait until she comes out, young lady!"
Naruma waited for Mandy to come out, her panic increasing with each minute that ticked by. Finally, the diminuitive girl came out with a big grin on her face. "OMG, somebody left a pair of shitty panties on the floor in there!" Mandy whispered conspiratorily as she took Naruma's hand.
"T-that's so gross!" Naruma stammered.
"Wait, you didn't have another accident, did you?" Mandy asked with a wicked grin.
"W-what? No!" Naruma replied as she drug Mandy to the rings display, eager to change the subject. "Which one do you like?"
"Are you serious?" Mandy's biggest 100 candlewatt smile spread across her face.
"Yeah, pick one!"
"Can you afford this?" Mandy asked.
"Of course! I get paid mad dough! Now choose!" Naruma insisted.
Mandy picked a 50 karat ring set in a golden band; Naruma paid for it and placed it on Mandy's finger. "Thank you, baby!" Mandy squealed, kissing Naruma passionately.
"You're welcome, cutie." Naruma looked at her watch. "Shit, I'm ten minutes late for work! My boss is gonna fuckin' kill me!" She grabbed Mandy's hand and ran with her back to the "EL." The train arrived shortly and Naruma gave her girlfriend a goodbye kiss. "See you later, sexy."
"Hey, let's hang out at your place this weekend!" Mandy said. "I have some bootlegs of the first four episodes of Kaizou Sentai Gokaiger--I know you'll love it!"
"Is that the "Pirate Power Rangers" show?" Naruma asked.
"Yes, it's the "Pirate Power Rangers," Mandy replied with a roll of her eyes.
"Call me!" Naruma called out as the train's doors slid shut.
"I will, baby! Love you!" Mandy shouted, watching as the train carried off her lover. When it was out of sight, Mandy looked into her purse and pulled out a plastic zip locked baggie which contained Naruma's shit-filled panties! Unbeknownst to Naruma, Mandy had been on the train when the girl soiled herself! She then followed her to see what she did, watching in amazement as she masturbated in that alley. Naturally, she'd grabbed Naruma's panties while she was in the jewelry store's bathroom--when she got home, she planned to put them on and wear them around the house all day long!
"She's into this--I know she is," Mandy said to herself as she opened the baggie and inhaled the feculent aroma. "I'm going to tell her I know what a dirty girl she really is." Mandy smiled at the idea, putting the panties away and heading for home, where she planned to enjoy herself for the next few hours...
Friday couldn't come fast enough.
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