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Hi Everyone, I've been following this discussion board for some time now, and have been trying to materialize some of my ideas so that I can finally contribute something. This story is my first attempt, so it may still be a little rough around the edges, for example I think I need to find a better system for organizing dialogue, but it's a start and I have a few sequels in mind. I probably won't have the opportunity to post any more stories for a few months as I have exams until the end of April and will be starting a new job in May, but I'll be sure to repost this when I get around to hashing out a sequel. Enjoy!
This story contains female desperation, female wetting, and female messing. All characters are over the age of consent and 100% fictional.
Warning: Story contains Canadian spelling.
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08/04/11
LAURA'S ENLIGHTENMENT by jammyjer
Laura Anderson watched the clouds float by her window. She knew they were further away than they appeared but their soft edges made her feel as if the airbus were simply moving through the sky like a cruise ship rather than a jet-propelled tube. She was on her way back home to Vancouver for Christmas vacation after a successful first term at Columbia University where she was studying journalism. Her brow was still furrowed from her final argument with her mother over the phone before boarding. Laura had wanted to stay in New York until the next day so she could catch a concert tonight with some of her new friends. Her mother, having booked the ticket weeks in advance, refused to change the date, partially because she felt that Christmas vacation was family time and partly because she didn’t approve of Laura attending such a riotous event with people she must hardly know. Needless to say, Laura had been in a stinky mood for the last week. This was, however, beginning to relent since she was looking forward to seeing her younger cousin and long time companion, Alex.
Watching the sparse clouds and distant landscape slowly drift by her window served to cheer Laura up some. Squirming in her seat, she realized that she would need to use the bathroom within the next half hour or so. Glancing behind her headrest, she could see that there was no line up for the bathrooms. However, there was an attractive older man sleeping in the seat next to Laura and she certainly couldn’t get past him without waking him. Besides, she was kind of liking the way her full bladder and rectum felt. She was even a little excited by the feelings. So, she opted to stay put for a while, allowing the beautiful man to get his rest and herself to indulge in the feelings that she was exploring.
The dull in-flight movie was struggling to hold her attention, so she started playing a little game with her bladder. She would relax and then clench up right away to keep her pee in. Doing this several times she discovered that it was both pleasurable because of the sensation accompanied by the feelings of naughtiness and risk, and because it was making her more desperate to pee. Her game became more and more daring until she accidentally squirted a small amount of pee into her white, cotton panties. Looking around in initial alarm, she soon reassured herself that of course no one would know what she had done. She casually felt the crotch of her black lycra pants confirming that they were still dry on the outside. Even if they weren’t, the moisture probably wouldn’t show through. At this thought, Laura wiggled in her seat slightly, savouring the feeling of the wet material of her panties pressed against her moistening pussy. She decided to keep playing her game of relaxing and clenching again. After only a few minutes she had leaked a couple more small squirts soaking her panties and dampening the outside of her pants. After one particularly daring relaxation she found her pee dribbling into her panties and she had to press her knees together and clench hard for a short while to stem the flow. After this she could feel the hot, wet material sticking to the entirety of her nether regions. The dampness in her crotch was also being significantly increased by her wet pussy which was sending her shivers from what she had just done.
Deciding that now would probably be an appropriate time to completely take care of business in the bathroom, she stood up and squeezed past the good-looking man next to her, sure enough waking him up, and headed toward the rear of the cabin. There was a line-up of two others waiting for the washroom. One woman looked quite desperate, and the one in front of her was nodding off as if she had taken something for the flight. Just as Laura took her place in the line, the desperate woman let out a small whimper and strained quite obviously to control her bladder. Just as she appeared to reach the end of her limits, the bathroom door opened and she nearly tackled the previous occupant before slamming the door in his face. The stunned young man that had just been in the bathroom collected himself and said to a giggling Laura as he strode past her to return to his seat,
“For some reason, I get the feeling that she may have been desperate for the bathroom.”
Laura, who was quite amused by what happened, but was curious about what might have occurred if he’d taken just 10 seconds longer, replied,
“You should have seen the little show she was putting on out here. I’m half convinced that she was ready to go in her pants when you opened the door.”
“Hmm,” replied the young man, “too bad I only had to pee.”
“Yeah, too bad.” replied Laura as he flashed her a friendly smile before heading back down the aisle and taking his seat. Laura noted happily that he was just two rows behind her seat, thinking that he might be a good person to have a word or two with later. But, for the time being, Laura’s attention was returned to her own ever-increasing need to get into that bathroom. She could hear the muffled sounds of the desperate woman’s urine splashing into the waterless bowl, making her own need to pee that much worse. As the woman finished up her business and washed her hands, Laura allowed just the slightest trickle of pee to re-moisten the crotch of her bikini-cut panties. She forcefully stopped it again when she felt that they’d become more or less saturated and could feel wetness beginning to travel down her right leg.
The formerly desperate woman exited the bathroom and Laura failed to contain a smile when she spotted a small wet patch in the crotch of the woman’s jeans. Seeing Laura’s smirk, the woman irritably hissed at her,
“Like you’ve never had a small accident before. How would you like it if you had wet pants instead of me?”
“I’m sorry ma’am. I didn’t mean to make you feel embarrassed.”
Laura continued smiling, knowing that the woman had been completely unaware of the irony in asking her such a question. The woman muttered a somewhat calmer “Whatever” and left Laura alone in the line for the bathroom. Laura decided not to allow herself to leak any more out here, and to wait for the sleepy woman to finish up in the bathroom. Several minutes passed as she grew more and more desperate, both in the situation in her bladder and that in her rectum. She involuntarily spurted some pee into her pants, this time feeling the wetness run down both her thighs a few inches. She knew there was no visible damage, but ran her hands over her bum to gain a sense of just how wet she was. She gasped, and a shiver coursed through her body, as she pressed the wet material into her ass, rubbing her panties over her anus with her pinky fingers. When she did this, she could feel her poo nudging at her anus, ready to evacuate her body at the slightest relaxation.
Laura could feel another spurt building up, and decided that she’d better find out what was taking that sleepy woman so darned long. She rapped smartly on the door and asked,
“Excuse me, but I’ve been waiting out here for, like five minutes. What’s taking so long in there?”
She heard a flush followed by several seconds of running tap water before the door finally opened. The sleepy woman stood right in her way and said,
“I’m sorry. I must have dozed off on the toilet. It’s all yours now.”
“Okay, thank you.” replied Laura.
The woman didn’t move, but rather began to fall asleep in the doorway. Laura had never needed to use the bathroom so badly before in her life, but her humanitarian nature barred her from abandoning this woman entering a med-induced slumber. Grimacing worriedly, Laura made her decision.
“Okay ma’am. Let’s get you back to your seat where you can get back to sleep. I’m going to need you to help me though, okay?”
The woman mumbled her apparent consent and cast her arms around Laura’s neck, struggling to stay on her feet. Laura groaned under the added burden as she hauled the dead-weight back towards the seats. She’d started peeing in her panties again, slowly at first, but the stream was gradually building in strength. Just as the wet patch reached her knees, she realized that she didn’t know where to take the sleeping woman and could feel her strength weakening under the building hopelessness. Just as she was about to give in and completely wet and mess herself, the young man that she talked to in line for the bathroom caught her eye and hurried over to help. Looking concerned, he took one of the woman’s arms from Laura and said,
“She was sitting just across from me, here let me help you.”
Laura was once again able to regain control over her bladder, but knew that she would need to get back to the bathroom immediately. Setting the woman back down in her seat, the young man turned back to Laura and introduced himself.
“By the way, I’m Jared.”
He paused waiting for her to reveal her name but was met only with a look of concentration as she fought to contain her urine.
“Geez, looks like you’d better get back to that bathroom, huh?”
Laura nodded her head in agreement but whimpered as she turned and saw one person enter the bathroom, and another stop just outside, waiting. She turned back to Jared and whispered,
“Ohh, I don’t think I’ll make it! I can’t wait for another two people to go through there.”
Jared, coming to her rescue again, said,
“Alright, well maybe you’ll be able to hold on better sitting down. Look, there’s nobody in the seat next to me.”
He guided her into the vacant aisle seat and climbed over her to take his place by the window. Managing to regain some comfort in the seated position, Laura felt grateful for Jared’s help. Glancing back at his smiling, handsome face, she remembered that she still needed to tell him her name.
“I’m Laura. Thanks for your help.” she said, reaching out to shake his hand.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you Laura,” replied Jared, “Where are you headed?”
“Vancouver. I’m going back home to visit my parents for the holidays.”
“Hey, that’s where I’m going as well!”, remarked Jared, “Well I guess, everyone on this plane is, so I guess it’s not really a coincidence at all.”
“Yeah, seems that way.” Laura muttered absent-mindedly as she glanced over her shoulder to check on the bathroom situation. She groaned as she saw a line of three now waiting for their turns. Despite being seated, the pressure was returning to her bladder and anus. Not knowing what else to do, she turned to Jared and said,
“Look, Jared, you seem really nice, so I think I should warn you that I think I’m going to have an accident.”
To which he replied,
“You know what Laura, that’s just fine with me. I bet you’ll feel a thousand times better, whether you do it in there or out here.”
Perhaps it was the altitude, perhaps it was the thrill from her growing sense of independence; but Laura decided to take things just a little further with Jared, trusting that he’d understand. Leaning over, she whispered,
“Well it’s funny that you should say that Jared, because I actually wet my pants a little before I even got up to go to the bathroom, and it did feel good.”
Laura was concerned when she was met by Jared’s blank expression as he processed what she just said. Eventually, a knowing smile crept onto his face and he looked down at her pants.
“Really? It doesn’t show at all.”
“Well I did,” said Laura. She took Jared’s hand and placed it on her thigh, feeling him run his fingers over the wetness.
“See? And there’s plenty more where that came from.”
“So what are you waiting for?” Jared challenged.
Laura glanced around; she felt far too exposed where she was.
“Jared, can we switch seats first? I just want a little more privacy.”
“Of course, good idea.”
Laura stood up and hovered over Jared so that he could move over to the aisle seat. To get over the armrest, he had to press his body into hers for just a short time, but it was enough to make Laura gasp in pleasure, which he noticed. She sat back down and wiggled her bum a little as she prepared to pee in her panties again. She said,
“Okay, I’m gonna do it.”, and she began to relax.
“Wait!” said Jared.
“What is it?” asked Laura, once again straining to deny her pee access to her panties.
“Oh, never mind.” said Jared, “It’s nothing.”
“No, really, what?” repeated Laura, taking his hand for reassurance.
“Well I was just thinking that maybe you could put your feet up on the seat, so I can see what’s going on. Only if you want to of course, and I’ll sit forward so it looks like we’re talking and no-one else will be able to see. But really, I shouldn’t even have said anything, you must think I’m some sort of pervert now.”
Laura giggled at his half-hearted attempt to abandon chivalry for his own desires and chose to go with it.
“No, I don’t think you’re a pervert, I just think you’re curious. I’ll admit that I’m certainly curious about what I’m about to do here; might as well share the experience.”
And she brought her feet up, folding her knees tightly. This stretched the material of her pants tightly over her pussy, which would now be on full display for Jared if not for her clothing. Allowing her breathing to slow, she relaxed once again, this time uninterrupted. Her pee started slowly, re-dampening her panties without betraying her actions on the outside of her pants. But soon, Jared was able to notice a slight glistening to the material around her crotch as her pee stream became heavier.
Laura was in heaven. She felt as if time had slowed down, and as if every nerve in her body had increased a hundredfold in sensitivity as the pee flowed into her panties and caressed her anus as it ran down into the seat. She didn’t care that Jared could see what she was doing, she just had to touch herself. She cup her hand over her pussy and slowly rubbed downwards, feeling the golden liquid run through her fingers, until she was able to prod her anus through her pants, reminding her of her other need. She looked at Jared who tore his gaze from the action to look into her eyes, and she knew that she could trust him.
Laura thought that this must be what it feels like when you get high. She didn’t care that she was surrounded by people on an airplane. She just knew that she was safe with Jared and that she could relieve herself in peace. She closed her eyes and continued to empty her bladder for what must have been a full minute before she ran dry and was filled with feelings of longing for the sensation to continue.
Reminded of her full rectum, she began to relax her anus. She was certain that she could have held at least this in for the toilet, but she wanted to become dirtier and just felt so safe with Jared by her side. She kept her hand over her crotch and touched the tip of the turd with her finger when her anus dilated enough. Slowly, because she wasn’t pushing, the first short log settled in her panties, held against her anus by her clothes.
Jared noticed the appearance of the bulge and said,
“Did you just do what I thought you did?”
Laura opened her eyes and spoke as if waking from a dream.
“Huh? Oh, yeah, I did. I guess maybe that wasn’t the greatest idea.”
Jared leaned a little closer to her and sniffed.
“Well, actually it doesn’t really smell at all.” he reported, “It was just sort of unexpected, but I kinda think that it’s cool now that I think about it.”
“Clearly.” Laura remarked with a smile as she eyed the outline of an erection forming in Jared’s pants. He looked down and said,
“Oh, for the love of god...”
He crossed his legs and looked away from Laura blushing.
“It’s alright,” she said, “I’m glad that what I’m doing is turning you on. To be honest, doing this in front of you is getting me pretty wet.”
At that, Jared looked back at her and smiled sheepishly as they locked eyes once again. Laura felt the next log of poo settle into place in her rectum and resumed pooping her panties. This log was longer than the first, and softer, so when it met the resistance of her panties, it spread along her gusset, covering her pussy. She made a valiant effort not to moan as this happened and ended up just breathing heavily several times. This turd was followed by several smaller ones that packed around her anus marking the completion of her movement. She could feel the poo all over the inside of her panties and thought it felt simply amazing. Putting her feet back on the ground, she sat forward feeling the poo under her flatten as it was mashed into the shape of her ass and pussy by her weight, causing her to let out a low moan. She closed her eyes again and felt the mess through her pants for several moments before the captain interrupted her pleasure with the announcement that they would soon be making the descent to Vancouver. She looked at Jared and said,
“Well, I guess I should get back to my own seat now. I mean, all my stuff is up there. Hey, is this obvious?” She indicated the bulge around her bum and pussy.
“Not unless you knew what to look for, I think you flattened it out pretty well.”
“Yeah, it feels like it.” replied Laura, running her hand over the mess once more before standing up and shuffling past Jared.
Just before going back to her seat, she looked at Jared one more time and said,
“Hey, er, do you have some paper I could borrow?”
Thinking she meant to use it to clean up somehow, Jared replied,
“Yeah, I’ve got some kleenexes that should get the job done.”
He pulled the small pack of tissues out of his bag and handed it to her. She removed just one tissue, leaned over Jared to grab a pen from the pouch in front of the window seat and printed her phone number on it and handed it and the remainder of the pack back to him.
“Give me a call tomorrow. Maybe we could meet up before the break is over.”
She left the speechless Jared in his seat and returned to her own. She felt her poo caress all her private places as she settled in and fastened her seat belt. For the rest of the flight there were only two thoughts going through her head: ‘I wonder how long I can keep this poo in my panties’ and ‘I hope that Jared can meet me again soon, because I’m not going to poop until then!’
To be continued...
This story contains female desperation, female wetting, and female messing. All characters are over the age of consent and 100% fictional.
Warning: Story contains Canadian spelling.
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08/04/11
LAURA'S ENLIGHTENMENT by jammyjer
Laura Anderson watched the clouds float by her window. She knew they were further away than they appeared but their soft edges made her feel as if the airbus were simply moving through the sky like a cruise ship rather than a jet-propelled tube. She was on her way back home to Vancouver for Christmas vacation after a successful first term at Columbia University where she was studying journalism. Her brow was still furrowed from her final argument with her mother over the phone before boarding. Laura had wanted to stay in New York until the next day so she could catch a concert tonight with some of her new friends. Her mother, having booked the ticket weeks in advance, refused to change the date, partially because she felt that Christmas vacation was family time and partly because she didn’t approve of Laura attending such a riotous event with people she must hardly know. Needless to say, Laura had been in a stinky mood for the last week. This was, however, beginning to relent since she was looking forward to seeing her younger cousin and long time companion, Alex.
Watching the sparse clouds and distant landscape slowly drift by her window served to cheer Laura up some. Squirming in her seat, she realized that she would need to use the bathroom within the next half hour or so. Glancing behind her headrest, she could see that there was no line up for the bathrooms. However, there was an attractive older man sleeping in the seat next to Laura and she certainly couldn’t get past him without waking him. Besides, she was kind of liking the way her full bladder and rectum felt. She was even a little excited by the feelings. So, she opted to stay put for a while, allowing the beautiful man to get his rest and herself to indulge in the feelings that she was exploring.
The dull in-flight movie was struggling to hold her attention, so she started playing a little game with her bladder. She would relax and then clench up right away to keep her pee in. Doing this several times she discovered that it was both pleasurable because of the sensation accompanied by the feelings of naughtiness and risk, and because it was making her more desperate to pee. Her game became more and more daring until she accidentally squirted a small amount of pee into her white, cotton panties. Looking around in initial alarm, she soon reassured herself that of course no one would know what she had done. She casually felt the crotch of her black lycra pants confirming that they were still dry on the outside. Even if they weren’t, the moisture probably wouldn’t show through. At this thought, Laura wiggled in her seat slightly, savouring the feeling of the wet material of her panties pressed against her moistening pussy. She decided to keep playing her game of relaxing and clenching again. After only a few minutes she had leaked a couple more small squirts soaking her panties and dampening the outside of her pants. After one particularly daring relaxation she found her pee dribbling into her panties and she had to press her knees together and clench hard for a short while to stem the flow. After this she could feel the hot, wet material sticking to the entirety of her nether regions. The dampness in her crotch was also being significantly increased by her wet pussy which was sending her shivers from what she had just done.
Deciding that now would probably be an appropriate time to completely take care of business in the bathroom, she stood up and squeezed past the good-looking man next to her, sure enough waking him up, and headed toward the rear of the cabin. There was a line-up of two others waiting for the washroom. One woman looked quite desperate, and the one in front of her was nodding off as if she had taken something for the flight. Just as Laura took her place in the line, the desperate woman let out a small whimper and strained quite obviously to control her bladder. Just as she appeared to reach the end of her limits, the bathroom door opened and she nearly tackled the previous occupant before slamming the door in his face. The stunned young man that had just been in the bathroom collected himself and said to a giggling Laura as he strode past her to return to his seat,
“For some reason, I get the feeling that she may have been desperate for the bathroom.”
Laura, who was quite amused by what happened, but was curious about what might have occurred if he’d taken just 10 seconds longer, replied,
“You should have seen the little show she was putting on out here. I’m half convinced that she was ready to go in her pants when you opened the door.”
“Hmm,” replied the young man, “too bad I only had to pee.”
“Yeah, too bad.” replied Laura as he flashed her a friendly smile before heading back down the aisle and taking his seat. Laura noted happily that he was just two rows behind her seat, thinking that he might be a good person to have a word or two with later. But, for the time being, Laura’s attention was returned to her own ever-increasing need to get into that bathroom. She could hear the muffled sounds of the desperate woman’s urine splashing into the waterless bowl, making her own need to pee that much worse. As the woman finished up her business and washed her hands, Laura allowed just the slightest trickle of pee to re-moisten the crotch of her bikini-cut panties. She forcefully stopped it again when she felt that they’d become more or less saturated and could feel wetness beginning to travel down her right leg.
The formerly desperate woman exited the bathroom and Laura failed to contain a smile when she spotted a small wet patch in the crotch of the woman’s jeans. Seeing Laura’s smirk, the woman irritably hissed at her,
“Like you’ve never had a small accident before. How would you like it if you had wet pants instead of me?”
“I’m sorry ma’am. I didn’t mean to make you feel embarrassed.”
Laura continued smiling, knowing that the woman had been completely unaware of the irony in asking her such a question. The woman muttered a somewhat calmer “Whatever” and left Laura alone in the line for the bathroom. Laura decided not to allow herself to leak any more out here, and to wait for the sleepy woman to finish up in the bathroom. Several minutes passed as she grew more and more desperate, both in the situation in her bladder and that in her rectum. She involuntarily spurted some pee into her pants, this time feeling the wetness run down both her thighs a few inches. She knew there was no visible damage, but ran her hands over her bum to gain a sense of just how wet she was. She gasped, and a shiver coursed through her body, as she pressed the wet material into her ass, rubbing her panties over her anus with her pinky fingers. When she did this, she could feel her poo nudging at her anus, ready to evacuate her body at the slightest relaxation.
Laura could feel another spurt building up, and decided that she’d better find out what was taking that sleepy woman so darned long. She rapped smartly on the door and asked,
“Excuse me, but I’ve been waiting out here for, like five minutes. What’s taking so long in there?”
She heard a flush followed by several seconds of running tap water before the door finally opened. The sleepy woman stood right in her way and said,
“I’m sorry. I must have dozed off on the toilet. It’s all yours now.”
“Okay, thank you.” replied Laura.
The woman didn’t move, but rather began to fall asleep in the doorway. Laura had never needed to use the bathroom so badly before in her life, but her humanitarian nature barred her from abandoning this woman entering a med-induced slumber. Grimacing worriedly, Laura made her decision.
“Okay ma’am. Let’s get you back to your seat where you can get back to sleep. I’m going to need you to help me though, okay?”
The woman mumbled her apparent consent and cast her arms around Laura’s neck, struggling to stay on her feet. Laura groaned under the added burden as she hauled the dead-weight back towards the seats. She’d started peeing in her panties again, slowly at first, but the stream was gradually building in strength. Just as the wet patch reached her knees, she realized that she didn’t know where to take the sleeping woman and could feel her strength weakening under the building hopelessness. Just as she was about to give in and completely wet and mess herself, the young man that she talked to in line for the bathroom caught her eye and hurried over to help. Looking concerned, he took one of the woman’s arms from Laura and said,
“She was sitting just across from me, here let me help you.”
Laura was once again able to regain control over her bladder, but knew that she would need to get back to the bathroom immediately. Setting the woman back down in her seat, the young man turned back to Laura and introduced himself.
“By the way, I’m Jared.”
He paused waiting for her to reveal her name but was met only with a look of concentration as she fought to contain her urine.
“Geez, looks like you’d better get back to that bathroom, huh?”
Laura nodded her head in agreement but whimpered as she turned and saw one person enter the bathroom, and another stop just outside, waiting. She turned back to Jared and whispered,
“Ohh, I don’t think I’ll make it! I can’t wait for another two people to go through there.”
Jared, coming to her rescue again, said,
“Alright, well maybe you’ll be able to hold on better sitting down. Look, there’s nobody in the seat next to me.”
He guided her into the vacant aisle seat and climbed over her to take his place by the window. Managing to regain some comfort in the seated position, Laura felt grateful for Jared’s help. Glancing back at his smiling, handsome face, she remembered that she still needed to tell him her name.
“I’m Laura. Thanks for your help.” she said, reaching out to shake his hand.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you Laura,” replied Jared, “Where are you headed?”
“Vancouver. I’m going back home to visit my parents for the holidays.”
“Hey, that’s where I’m going as well!”, remarked Jared, “Well I guess, everyone on this plane is, so I guess it’s not really a coincidence at all.”
“Yeah, seems that way.” Laura muttered absent-mindedly as she glanced over her shoulder to check on the bathroom situation. She groaned as she saw a line of three now waiting for their turns. Despite being seated, the pressure was returning to her bladder and anus. Not knowing what else to do, she turned to Jared and said,
“Look, Jared, you seem really nice, so I think I should warn you that I think I’m going to have an accident.”
To which he replied,
“You know what Laura, that’s just fine with me. I bet you’ll feel a thousand times better, whether you do it in there or out here.”
Perhaps it was the altitude, perhaps it was the thrill from her growing sense of independence; but Laura decided to take things just a little further with Jared, trusting that he’d understand. Leaning over, she whispered,
“Well it’s funny that you should say that Jared, because I actually wet my pants a little before I even got up to go to the bathroom, and it did feel good.”
Laura was concerned when she was met by Jared’s blank expression as he processed what she just said. Eventually, a knowing smile crept onto his face and he looked down at her pants.
“Really? It doesn’t show at all.”
“Well I did,” said Laura. She took Jared’s hand and placed it on her thigh, feeling him run his fingers over the wetness.
“See? And there’s plenty more where that came from.”
“So what are you waiting for?” Jared challenged.
Laura glanced around; she felt far too exposed where she was.
“Jared, can we switch seats first? I just want a little more privacy.”
“Of course, good idea.”
Laura stood up and hovered over Jared so that he could move over to the aisle seat. To get over the armrest, he had to press his body into hers for just a short time, but it was enough to make Laura gasp in pleasure, which he noticed. She sat back down and wiggled her bum a little as she prepared to pee in her panties again. She said,
“Okay, I’m gonna do it.”, and she began to relax.
“Wait!” said Jared.
“What is it?” asked Laura, once again straining to deny her pee access to her panties.
“Oh, never mind.” said Jared, “It’s nothing.”
“No, really, what?” repeated Laura, taking his hand for reassurance.
“Well I was just thinking that maybe you could put your feet up on the seat, so I can see what’s going on. Only if you want to of course, and I’ll sit forward so it looks like we’re talking and no-one else will be able to see. But really, I shouldn’t even have said anything, you must think I’m some sort of pervert now.”
Laura giggled at his half-hearted attempt to abandon chivalry for his own desires and chose to go with it.
“No, I don’t think you’re a pervert, I just think you’re curious. I’ll admit that I’m certainly curious about what I’m about to do here; might as well share the experience.”
And she brought her feet up, folding her knees tightly. This stretched the material of her pants tightly over her pussy, which would now be on full display for Jared if not for her clothing. Allowing her breathing to slow, she relaxed once again, this time uninterrupted. Her pee started slowly, re-dampening her panties without betraying her actions on the outside of her pants. But soon, Jared was able to notice a slight glistening to the material around her crotch as her pee stream became heavier.
Laura was in heaven. She felt as if time had slowed down, and as if every nerve in her body had increased a hundredfold in sensitivity as the pee flowed into her panties and caressed her anus as it ran down into the seat. She didn’t care that Jared could see what she was doing, she just had to touch herself. She cup her hand over her pussy and slowly rubbed downwards, feeling the golden liquid run through her fingers, until she was able to prod her anus through her pants, reminding her of her other need. She looked at Jared who tore his gaze from the action to look into her eyes, and she knew that she could trust him.
Laura thought that this must be what it feels like when you get high. She didn’t care that she was surrounded by people on an airplane. She just knew that she was safe with Jared and that she could relieve herself in peace. She closed her eyes and continued to empty her bladder for what must have been a full minute before she ran dry and was filled with feelings of longing for the sensation to continue.
Reminded of her full rectum, she began to relax her anus. She was certain that she could have held at least this in for the toilet, but she wanted to become dirtier and just felt so safe with Jared by her side. She kept her hand over her crotch and touched the tip of the turd with her finger when her anus dilated enough. Slowly, because she wasn’t pushing, the first short log settled in her panties, held against her anus by her clothes.
Jared noticed the appearance of the bulge and said,
“Did you just do what I thought you did?”
Laura opened her eyes and spoke as if waking from a dream.
“Huh? Oh, yeah, I did. I guess maybe that wasn’t the greatest idea.”
Jared leaned a little closer to her and sniffed.
“Well, actually it doesn’t really smell at all.” he reported, “It was just sort of unexpected, but I kinda think that it’s cool now that I think about it.”
“Clearly.” Laura remarked with a smile as she eyed the outline of an erection forming in Jared’s pants. He looked down and said,
“Oh, for the love of god...”
He crossed his legs and looked away from Laura blushing.
“It’s alright,” she said, “I’m glad that what I’m doing is turning you on. To be honest, doing this in front of you is getting me pretty wet.”
At that, Jared looked back at her and smiled sheepishly as they locked eyes once again. Laura felt the next log of poo settle into place in her rectum and resumed pooping her panties. This log was longer than the first, and softer, so when it met the resistance of her panties, it spread along her gusset, covering her pussy. She made a valiant effort not to moan as this happened and ended up just breathing heavily several times. This turd was followed by several smaller ones that packed around her anus marking the completion of her movement. She could feel the poo all over the inside of her panties and thought it felt simply amazing. Putting her feet back on the ground, she sat forward feeling the poo under her flatten as it was mashed into the shape of her ass and pussy by her weight, causing her to let out a low moan. She closed her eyes again and felt the mess through her pants for several moments before the captain interrupted her pleasure with the announcement that they would soon be making the descent to Vancouver. She looked at Jared and said,
“Well, I guess I should get back to my own seat now. I mean, all my stuff is up there. Hey, is this obvious?” She indicated the bulge around her bum and pussy.
“Not unless you knew what to look for, I think you flattened it out pretty well.”
“Yeah, it feels like it.” replied Laura, running her hand over the mess once more before standing up and shuffling past Jared.
Just before going back to her seat, she looked at Jared one more time and said,
“Hey, er, do you have some paper I could borrow?”
Thinking she meant to use it to clean up somehow, Jared replied,
“Yeah, I’ve got some kleenexes that should get the job done.”
He pulled the small pack of tissues out of his bag and handed it to her. She removed just one tissue, leaned over Jared to grab a pen from the pouch in front of the window seat and printed her phone number on it and handed it and the remainder of the pack back to him.
“Give me a call tomorrow. Maybe we could meet up before the break is over.”
She left the speechless Jared in his seat and returned to her own. She felt her poo caress all her private places as she settled in and fastened her seat belt. For the rest of the flight there were only two thoughts going through her head: ‘I wonder how long I can keep this poo in my panties’ and ‘I hope that Jared can meet me again soon, because I’m not going to poop until then!’
To be continued...
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