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Heavy Ball and Light Blue Nylon Panties
I went to the library to borrow some books. It was a lovely day, and I went without a jacket for once. I had on a pretty see through blouse on so the boys might enjoy my full cup cotton bra. I put faith in the Scottish weather and thankfully it turned out ok! I was wearing a blue skirt that I got recently, light blue tight full cut nylon panties, and a top and cardigan, with my backpack. I had breakfast then set off. One of my flat mates walked part of the way with me as she was going somewhere beyond the library. She had on a pretty light cotton skirt that would fly up in the breeze and show her pink panties for all to enjoy. As we walked I felt my stomach ache a little. Shortly after that it happened again, then I felt a slight pressure down just above my nylon panties. I wasn’t planning on doing anything in my panties, as I’ve been off the fetish for a while, but I was wearing as skirt and panties that I could be comfortable messing in. The pretty nylon panties were not new but this was literally the first time I’ve worn them. A messy accident in my panties would stain them but a nice large ball of poop might feel very nice in these tight nylon panties.
I felt the need to fart through my panties and held it. My mind was racing, I hadn’t been in such a good position like this for a long time. My movements have been uncomfortable for months, and the thought of messing my panties honestly hasn’t been sounding appealing lately. But this feeling dry BM just above my pretty panties felt different.
In the library, the pressure to poop in my panties became intense. I found the 2 books I wanted, checked them out, and tried to keep my pretty panties clean and held in my BM until I got home, as I didn’t want to unleash it in in my tight light blue nylon panties in a public toilet.
On the way home, the pressure started to make me feel excited as I thought about going to the toilet in my panties. Maybe I should have gone to the toilet in my panties in the library or should I have just gone to the toilet in the library and saved my panties. There was an attractive girl waiting to cross the road, and I stood near her, while the need to fart though my panties was creeping on so strong that I honestly didn’t think I could hold it.
The girl was crossing her legs as she stood there and I knew that she would have wet panties very soon. Maybe she might poop in her panties too. That made me even more excited as I wondered if she liked to go to the bathroom in the back of her panties. What sort of panties did she have on and were her panties wet yet? Did she have a small turd hanging in the bottom of her panties yet?
I took my cardigan off, tied it around my waist, and decided to risk a fart through my panties. Immediately a hard turtle escaped in my panties. As I tried to hold it, a huge long hard turd pushed out in those panties and tented my pretty panties in the back. Then I just had to push and another turd came out in my panties joining the first one in the back of my panties.
I panicked as I hadn’t been in this situation for ages! I dashed with those nice turds in my panties across the road before the lights changed. I don’t know if the girl knew what had happened in my panties, and I wanted to see her wet her panties but I wasn’t brave enough to wait around. I did something I’ve never done before and I jogged home with those nice turds in my panties pressing my fanny in the back. ! It so nice and comfortable with the nice ball of poop in my pants, and the heavy books hitting against my lower back, but I wanted to take my filled panties home now! I ran past several people, hoping the wind wouldn’t lift my cardigan and skirt to expose the large ball of poop under my skirt in the back of my panties.
Back at my house, I took the cardigan off and lifted my skirt to see my nicely filled panties in the mirror. My panties were stained through but not quite as bad as I thought. I took my skirt off and looked at my panties in the mirror. My thighs were clean, my panties were sticking out in the back with my treasured BM. The thought that I had gone to the bathroom in my panties just outside the public library was a thrill. No one knew how the panties were being pushed out under my skirt as my dry turd dropped in my panties.
I had to cup the ball of poop in my hands through my panties and role it around in the back of my panties for a while. My hand got a little dirty. I had to enjoy my panties some more. I just busied myself doing clean up chores around the flat. I swept the floor just so I could enjoy the ball of poop in my panties for a short time before cleaning up.
I sure did enjoy it at the time but looking back (it was last weekend) I can appreciate my panty pooping a bit more. If only I was brave enough to do it without the cardigan, but to be honest if I wasn’t wearing it I would probably have wimped out and dashed home, holding in the my panty ball in the back of my skirt. Not sure if I would have made it though, judging by all the fun it was! I’m curious if it would have been a true accident in my panties if I had tried!
It really was a fantastic ball of poop in the back of my pretty light blue panties, one I wished I would get more often. The skirt and the panties were saved by the way. I wash them out. I washed my panties in the sink and they are ready for the next adventure.
I went to the library to borrow some books. It was a lovely day, and I went without a jacket for once. I had on a pretty see through blouse on so the boys might enjoy my full cup cotton bra. I put faith in the Scottish weather and thankfully it turned out ok! I was wearing a blue skirt that I got recently, light blue tight full cut nylon panties, and a top and cardigan, with my backpack. I had breakfast then set off. One of my flat mates walked part of the way with me as she was going somewhere beyond the library. She had on a pretty light cotton skirt that would fly up in the breeze and show her pink panties for all to enjoy. As we walked I felt my stomach ache a little. Shortly after that it happened again, then I felt a slight pressure down just above my nylon panties. I wasn’t planning on doing anything in my panties, as I’ve been off the fetish for a while, but I was wearing as skirt and panties that I could be comfortable messing in. The pretty nylon panties were not new but this was literally the first time I’ve worn them. A messy accident in my panties would stain them but a nice large ball of poop might feel very nice in these tight nylon panties.
I felt the need to fart through my panties and held it. My mind was racing, I hadn’t been in such a good position like this for a long time. My movements have been uncomfortable for months, and the thought of messing my panties honestly hasn’t been sounding appealing lately. But this feeling dry BM just above my pretty panties felt different.
In the library, the pressure to poop in my panties became intense. I found the 2 books I wanted, checked them out, and tried to keep my pretty panties clean and held in my BM until I got home, as I didn’t want to unleash it in in my tight light blue nylon panties in a public toilet.
On the way home, the pressure started to make me feel excited as I thought about going to the toilet in my panties. Maybe I should have gone to the toilet in my panties in the library or should I have just gone to the toilet in the library and saved my panties. There was an attractive girl waiting to cross the road, and I stood near her, while the need to fart though my panties was creeping on so strong that I honestly didn’t think I could hold it.
The girl was crossing her legs as she stood there and I knew that she would have wet panties very soon. Maybe she might poop in her panties too. That made me even more excited as I wondered if she liked to go to the bathroom in the back of her panties. What sort of panties did she have on and were her panties wet yet? Did she have a small turd hanging in the bottom of her panties yet?
I took my cardigan off, tied it around my waist, and decided to risk a fart through my panties. Immediately a hard turtle escaped in my panties. As I tried to hold it, a huge long hard turd pushed out in those panties and tented my pretty panties in the back. Then I just had to push and another turd came out in my panties joining the first one in the back of my panties.
I panicked as I hadn’t been in this situation for ages! I dashed with those nice turds in my panties across the road before the lights changed. I don’t know if the girl knew what had happened in my panties, and I wanted to see her wet her panties but I wasn’t brave enough to wait around. I did something I’ve never done before and I jogged home with those nice turds in my panties pressing my fanny in the back. ! It so nice and comfortable with the nice ball of poop in my pants, and the heavy books hitting against my lower back, but I wanted to take my filled panties home now! I ran past several people, hoping the wind wouldn’t lift my cardigan and skirt to expose the large ball of poop under my skirt in the back of my panties.
Back at my house, I took the cardigan off and lifted my skirt to see my nicely filled panties in the mirror. My panties were stained through but not quite as bad as I thought. I took my skirt off and looked at my panties in the mirror. My thighs were clean, my panties were sticking out in the back with my treasured BM. The thought that I had gone to the bathroom in my panties just outside the public library was a thrill. No one knew how the panties were being pushed out under my skirt as my dry turd dropped in my panties.
I had to cup the ball of poop in my hands through my panties and role it around in the back of my panties for a while. My hand got a little dirty. I had to enjoy my panties some more. I just busied myself doing clean up chores around the flat. I swept the floor just so I could enjoy the ball of poop in my panties for a short time before cleaning up.
I sure did enjoy it at the time but looking back (it was last weekend) I can appreciate my panty pooping a bit more. If only I was brave enough to do it without the cardigan, but to be honest if I wasn’t wearing it I would probably have wimped out and dashed home, holding in the my panty ball in the back of my skirt. Not sure if I would have made it though, judging by all the fun it was! I’m curious if it would have been a true accident in my panties if I had tried!
It really was a fantastic ball of poop in the back of my pretty light blue panties, one I wished I would get more often. The skirt and the panties were saved by the way. I wash them out. I washed my panties in the sink and they are ready for the next adventure.
Thanks. Enjoyed.
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