Poop Pants On Purpose Novels & Stories

Because of your perverted side. I am in the comfort room now, and I slowly sit in the bowl so that I can poop in the comfort room. "What's wrong with me? Even when I sit or am pooping, it is very hurtful. Garshhhhh!!!. After pooping, I came back to my room, and later on, I started to lay down. I was thinking of something and I just realized.... "Waittttt!!, Where is that stranger!? Oh my, he left me without telling me his name." I slapped my face again.

They’d fucking jacked off all over my clothes and left them here for me to find! I threw my panties through the bars. They can fucking keep them. Plain white Bridget Jones pants your thing? All fucking yours. I looked at my jeans. They didn’t seem too bad... there was a crusty patch over the seat of them. Those fucking scumbags. I gagged. I bet they’d done that on purpose.

He shrieked loudly, “D*mn it, Harold, you just pooped your pants!” “What?!” Everyone turned toward Harold simultaneously. It was obvious! There was something disgusting leaking from Harold’s butt! Lady Wilson shouted angrily, “D*mn it, you b*stard, this sofa is imported from Italy!” Harold was equally dumbfounded. He blurted innocently, “I… I… I don’t know what happened! My stomach was hurting, and it hurt so bad, I wanted to fart, then…” Wendy asked in bewilderment, “Harold, did you breath in some of the powder when you ground the laxatives?”

Look what you've done to me! Underneath it was a picture of his cock pressing against his pants, threatening to burst right out of them. I laughed and decided to tease him even more, so I took my pants off and sat on the bed. Shoving my hand down my lacy white thong and snapping a pic, I hit the send button instantly. I waited for the reply and it read: Ugh, please stop. You're going to get me caught. I want you so bad right now...

Again, thank you, but I should be going. He nodded as if he understood. "Uh, miss? Did you drop something there?" He said pointing at something. My eyes followed the direction he was pointing. On the side of the road, tucked against the curb, was a pair of white, panties with peguins on them. My white, cotton panties with peguins on them. Oh God , let the ground just open and swallow me . "If I do pick it, he might think am weird. A guy like this is used to girls wearing slik lingeres”I thought weighing the pros and cons of the situation.

The fabric that usually scrunches up behind your knees dissipated, and I never thought I could be so excited about pants! «Great, now bend over.» And as the obedient little idiot I am, I did. I'm touching my toes, so excited. These are like magic! But I quickly got up and glared at him. Suddenly very aware of how I just bent over and showed my ass in his face. «Oh yes! Just like that! God, they fit nicely.» He groaned behind me, and just as I turned, I saw him adjust his dick in his pants. So, I made the mistake of forgetting I was dealing with a little perv!

"Easy for you to say. I should have expected this type of foolishness." Still she was tempted, she kept looking at my cock, which never reduces my erection. She took in how I had flipped out the rear foot pegs that seemed strangely placed, now that we talked about it the placement was obvious if she was sitting impaled on my cock. "I see now why we are wearing such naughty pants with delicate parts exposed in the cold breeze. I should have known you planned something devious and naughty like this."

After cumming in Kim's ass, I had the honors of being able to wash it with fragrant body soap until it became beautiful, squeaky clean, and have a great smell. When we were done showering I asked Kim if she could go bottomless at all times. She said, "Well, admittedly I don't like wearing pants & would be fine to get rid of all of them, but it would be illegal for me to be bottomless in public, and I could get fired from my job if I showed up bottomless."

I moved it around inside, wiggling my toes. 'Put your shoe in my ass!' shouted the second one. The sneaker didn't fit but one man‘s simple light shoe went in almost halfway. It became covered with natural "shoe grease“. I had been rubbing my erect penis against the bottoms‘ faces for some time. Then they suddenly pulled down their jockstraps and took out their cocks. One of them, with the top‘s hand actively exploring his „inner cosmos“, started to urinate on his stomach in intermittent streams. Seeing this, the other started shouting, 'Piss! Piss!' The bottom told the top to pound his hole as hard as possible with his fist while he himself began to piss on himself continuously. The urine fl

I ask and Oliver helps me, the dress is big and if I lift the bottom to sit on the toilet it won't work. “What the fuck is that lingerie?” Oliver says looking at me as I step out of the dress. “I bought it on Friday, I'm talking about pulling down my panties and sitting on the toilet. “I just don't eat you here because I want to save your pussy for later, after all, we can't force it too much and I want to eat you with your pompom panties.” He says giving me a longing look. “Don’t start thinking about these things unless you’re going to get a hard-on,” I warn while I pee.