Pooping Panties Stories Novels & Stories

"So, mom. You and your siblings?" Mom told her tale as we walked. "Yeah, guess I should tell you. As you know, the three of us visited grandpa's farm all the time. We'd spend all day all over the place. Well, it started when Paul caught me peeing. I saw him standing there, but I couldn't stop. I yanked up my panties and shorts and chased him until we found Polly. I was mad, and Polly sided with me. Polly and I decided that a fitting punishment would be for him to piss for us. We were young and thought it was funny. Paul did, and that changed things. The next time Polly had to pee, she just looked around, yanked her shorts and briefs down, squatted, and peed. Paul and I were stunned and just

I said with a laugh. She began rummaging through her clothes quite audibly. But found none. She began crying. " This woman will kill me in this house. Why has she taken my underwears? How will I be able to move around without underwear. Many people has warned me about this woman, why didn't I heed to it? Oh God I am dead. If she gives my panties to all these yahoo boys(internet fraudsters) them, they will use it for money rituals and oh....."

As their tongues began to move, Henry prompted, “The stories. Begin.” Nancy’s voice was muffled against Ruby’s flesh, but audible. “I… I once shit myself… during a final exam in college,” she confessed, the words agony. “I was so nervous… I tried to hold it… I ruined my favorite jeans… had to walk out with everyone knowing…” As she spoke, her tongue worked furiously on Ruby’s clit, as if trying to lick away the memory.