Poops His Pants Novels & Stories

Seyi retorted. Omah took his cigarette from his mouth and grinned. "Those previous girls are not Prof. Ajayi's daughter you know. Besides you guys need to stop hopping from one chick to another. How do you even do it sef?" Dayo thought his friend knew better, a pity he doesn't. Well why else was he his best friend if he couldn't enlighten him on such small issues such as this one. "The best thing about panties is taking them off. The game is simple. You see a girl you'd like to smash. You pursue them, spend a few thousands. You get into their panties. You move on. It's so damn exciting!" He declared,

Where that popcorn even came from will forever be a mystery to me. Some of them were even laying on the ground on their stomachs with their feet swaying in the air back and forth. “I’m not a proctologist, but I know an a$$hole when I see one." I nonchalantly said this time. I smirked on the inside. I got a lot of comebacks if he wanted to continue this. “Who lit the fuse on your tampon?” He asked. “Wipe your mouth. There is a tiny bit of bullsh!t around it”

“What’s mine is yours so it’s okay and I like seeing you in my clothes.” He said which earned him a smile. He told me about his day as he drove us home and I told him about mine too. I skipped the part where I crashed out because of my pants. That’s until we go home and he found the ruined pant where I had left it. . “So, this is why you wore my clothes.” He commented lifting my ruined pant. “It didn’t fit! All my clothes won’t fit and that drives me crazy!” I let out annoyed at the pant all over again!

He groaned frustratingly then he saw Yenn giving him a disgusting look. “The fuck man” Yenn glared at him then turned his head to walk away, he felt confused then he heard Byul clear his throat. “Um your—” He pointed at his own pants gesturing to his. He gazed down and saw his prick up Fuck! That was so embarrassing. He crossed his leg to hide the fucking bulge. Damn he didn’t even realize that it was up! He must be really damn frustrated. Geez.

With teary eyes, he said, "Mister, your pants are dirty. I'll take mine off and give them to you, so please don't be mad at me, okay?" Tristan was rendered speechless. Like hell he could fit in a little boy's pants!

This time, she burst into laughter, unable to contain her amusement at the CEO's predicament. Joel wearily sneered at the mischievous can, "Stop rolling, okay?" He approached it, and once again, it rolled away from him. "Aishhhhh! I just told you not to..." Joel jogged after the can, which continued to roll until it finally hit the wall. "😂😂" Emily laughed heartily. "Thank heavens, it's going nowhere now," Joel smiled, crouching down to pick up the soda pop. But then, his pants tore.

Patty was waiting for his answer as well and I just rolled my eyes Patty already know anywa These peopl "She poops," my head automatically spun to see them laughing so hard, specially Zack They are teasing m "Yah!" I exclaime Zack calmed his self but still can't get rid of laughing. Patty and Krisha did the same too "Pfft! Sorry Poopy!" And now he changed the Poppy to Poopy. Sure hat he's mocking me They stopped laughing but I know they were just controlling the heck out of it

The room was filled with the acrid scent of urine as Richard urinated in his pants. “Damn it!” he cried. “Let her go. This crazy bitch is serious!” “Oh. My. God!” Antony shouted excitedly. “fuck! What a Nancy Boy! He’s pissed himself! For God’s sake, just let them go. This situation is getting out of hand!”

The trembling guy swallowed hard. "Uhm... hmm," his words seemed to be caught in his throat. Out of fear, fluid poured out beneath him. "What the fuck?" One of the crowd's eyes widened. "What's he doing? Is he crazy?..." "This is so embarrassing..." Others in the club murmured among each other. The guy before Diego became confused. Just then, he looked down at his pants and realized why they were all staring. He had peed in his pants. "Oh fuck," he cursed inwardly and then looked back up at Diego, who smirked.

Jack, desperate to lessen his guilt, began begging me frantically. Suspended from the rescue team and under a storm of public outrage, he looked like a lost, wounded dog. He knelt at my doorstep, ignoring the neighbors' shocked stares, his face streaked with tears and snot. He slapped his own swollen, reddened face repeatedly, each strike landing with a dull thud. "I'm sorry, Willow. I'm sorry, Nancy!" he screamed hoarsely. "I'm not a human! I'm a monster! I was blinded by that calculated woman and did unthinkable things…"