Panty Poop Accident Novels & Stories

I smirked as I noticed her sudden uncomfortableness, awwn did my question just make her blush like a fire hydrant? She wasn’t willing to answer until all curious eyes turned to her then Jerry spoke “Dude maybe she doesn’t want to talk about It” “oh okay, but I’ll just say mine so you won’t feel alone Gabi. This isn’t the first time I’m having this… issue or the second but then the funniest one was in high school when we went for PE and I forgot to take an extra pair of panty but I knew I had brought one with me. Turns out the cheerleader witch who had it out for me took it and did nasty things and it was my favorite but I’m over it, after a few punches and scratches, why wouldn’t I be okay”

I responded, "Well yes I have, but never to the point of wetting myself…..well not since I was a child anyway." I really didn't believe I was having this conversation but the fact that we were talking at all, seemed to make Anne more confident and she then said, "Well maybe you should try it sometime. It's quite a liberating experience and can be really quite fun you know." "So you were enjoying yourself." I said knowingly and added, "and was it an accident?" Again Anne smiled and walked over to me. Close enough that I could smell the pee on her jeans. "It honestly was an accident this time, but sometimes it isn't and I always enjoy it." She said, adding, "Does that shock you Mary?

I had the feeling that he was going to try grabbing my non existent penis. He tugged at my buttons, and was really going to go down. My stomach gurgled, and I felt an instant wetness in my panties. My eyes widened as I realized what the problem had been since. “My fucking PERIOD!” I thought to myself. The blue trousers I wore would probably embarrass me soon, and reveal my secrets. I wasn't sure if the panties I wore could absorb much moisture. Mr Harry was going to make a move on my panties. I have to come up with something really fast!

In a hurry, I put my phone and keys inside my bra, although it's bad, I have no choice, as what I don't want is to wet my pants. According to my aunt, it's bad, I can even get all sorts of diseases. Now that I have the convenience of pulling down my pants along with my panties, I squat down and let the valve open, letting everything stored up flow out. In less than a minute, I finish peeing when I was already pulling up my pants. Ah, how pleasant it is to feel the relief in my bladder. Before leaving, I press the toilet button and then decide to wash my hands. "We want to apologize, it was all a misunderstanding in which we recognize that we went too far," and in effect, I have the pleasant

He looked at me with a bored expression. "What," he replied with an irritated tone. "You're the... The one who stole my panty!" I shouted without even thinking about what came out of my mouth. And right after I said it, I could hear the students around us gasping out of surprise. And that’s when I thought of what did I just said. F*ck, Andy, Why did you say that out loud?! Oh heavens, just get me right now!

“How did I let this happen? Why didn’t I say no? Push him away? And now it feels like I can’t go a damn day without thinking about him.” Then realization hit me. My eyes widened. “He took my panties…” I whispered in horror. “He licked and touch me down there… he saw what I looked like there. And to make matters worse, he actually walked away with my pant…” I blinked, mortified. “Oh God, what if he—what if someone saw us?” Shaking my head violently, I stripped out of my uniform and threw on something more comfortable: loose black shorts and and T-shirt. My fingers tremble slightly as I pulled my hair into a messy bun.

he replied and left the room. Peeking out the door and seeing the coast was clear I slipped out and started walking down the hallway when I realized his cum was leaking from my vagina and starting to soak the crotch of my panties. Fearing it might start dripping on the floor I ducked into a girl’s restroom and put in a panty liner. Spotting a clock I realized that I had missed lunch and had to head straight to my next class. My stomach growled loudly the rest of the afternoon but at least my other appetite had been very well satisfied!

At one point, I stood to use the bathroom, stumbled, and fell back onto my seat. My dress flipped up, exposing my thong-covered pússy.

I was anxious because my lower body was pressing against her too. She was drowning earlier, so she did not realize her bikini bottom had fallen off. There was nothing between our hips. Irene seemed to feel something and asked, “Peter, I feel a rod poking me in the water. What is it?” This silly girl was not vigilant at all. It was so obvious, yet she could not tell. I really wanted to pry her legs open and insert myself in her. However, Jude was nearby. I dared not do such a thing, so I suppressed the urge.

I huffed with frustration as one of my panties decided to act up and slipped to the ground. “Urgh!” I grunted as I picked it up and tossed it into the washer. “What did the poor clothes do to you, Amy?” Jim’s voice made me straighten. I spun around, hoping he hadn’t seen my quarrel with my almost-red panties. “Uh... nothing,” I squeaked. My cheeks heated in embarrassment, and I wished the ground could open up and swallow me whole. I seemed to be excelling at embarrassing myself in most parts of my new job.