Poops His Pants Novels & Stories

With a huff of utter disdain, he spun on his heel and stomped back toward the tree where his clothing was folded in neat squares. “Flea-bitten worm with no concept of boundaries,” he muttered, grabbing his black pants. “Oh, by the way,” I called out sweetly, “I feel the urge to pee!” He froze. Very slowly, he dropped the trousers. Rose to his full height, turned…and unleashed the grandmother of all scowls upon me. “Get out of there,” he said in a voice so cold I shivered. Smiling wider, I shook my head. “I am about to pee in your river.”

I muttered. "Nice." He pulled off his pants leaving his hard long dick hanging in the air.

I looked at his trousers and threw a new pair of trousers at him. "You might want to change into this," I said to him, looking at his drenched trousers. The stench was another thing entirely. I know this might be the first gunfight he had been to, but peeing on himself was absurd. I didn't want to embarrass him further; this kind of thing has a way of sticking with the person for life. "The Pissing Capo," I murmured to myself. That would be quite a name.

The pants he wore had about fifteen small buttons, and he got up each morning and buttoned every one of them before he realized he was about to piss. Then he would come rushing through the kitchen trying to undo the buttons. The race was always close, but usually Pea would make it to the back steps before the flood commenced. Then he would stand there and splatter the yard for five minutes or so. When he could hear sizzling grease in one ear and the sound of Pea Eye pissing in the other, Augustus knew that the peace of the morning was over once

I was panting too, I’d come in my panties, just from grinding on him. Then he spoke. “…I can’t believe I just came in my pants like a teenage boy.” I snorted, quickly climbing off him so no one would notice anything suspicious. But then I noticed something… And I paled in horror.

A feeling that he could no longer forget. He let the shit out! His eyes popped out like butlogs! "AHHHHHH!" He yelled. "Barf...Barf..." Note: Butlogs means big eyes. 'This time I need to force it out! It's coming!' He thought as he can't stop it anymore! The 2nd coming! His coming! He puffed it all! "Ahhh! So relieving." He felt the pleasure of shitting. Yet it is not the end! "Fuck!"

The feeling as I felt myself start to piss inside her pussy was indescribably dirty and fantastic. And then I felt her pussy fill up with my piss and start to leak out around my cock, onto the ground. My pants started to get some of it, so I quickly pulled out of her, releasing a torrent of piss onto the ground. Luckily I had backed up quickly enough that it missed my pants. I quickly removed them, along with my shoes and socks, and managed to get my slightly less hard cock back in her.

That's it,I'm so losing my contract. He stood so close up to my face,his fragrance clogged my lungs. His breath was warm on my face and I got a clearer view of his almond eyes. He lifted his palm and touched my skin. His warm hands held my arms. "See,all washed. I didn't have a cum or any juice on them. Not that I owe you any explanation. She spilled tea on my Trouser--". I look down at his pants and he had on a different pair of pants. He made an uncomfortable sound and I immediately avert my gaze my to him. It was as awkward as it could be. "...his button bells shaped butt...what does that even mean?"

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Without warning he dropped his pants and I almost screamed murder when I saw his large junk in his boxers. " Are you okay?" He inquired.