Posted by Dave W on March 14, 2010 at 11:05 [76.64.36.44]
In Reply to: Link and Story here posted by Dave W on March 14, 2010 at 11:04
Here is part 2:
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Early Sunday morning I woke up to some stirring around. I opened my eyes to see Jody getting out of her sleeping bag, slowly standing up to look down at herself trying to assess the damage. It was still fairly dark but I could see her well in the light of the TV. She reached back and felt the enormous bulge in her pants which was still sticking way out despite her sitting down in it all night. After a few seconds she reached for her backpack and took out a change of pants and underwear. She took them with her as she began waddling toward the bathroom. I could really see the bulge as she passed by me and I couldn't believe the size of it. I didn't think snug fitting jeans had much give but hers were stretched out like she had a big pillow down the back of her pants. She could barely walk as she made her way to the bathroom and closed the door. It must've been about 5 or 6 AM as the sky was starting to turn orange outside the basement window. Jody was only in there for about 10 minutes before I heard a flush and she quietly stepped out of the bathroom. She couldn't have done much cleaning up in that amount of time, and surely she couldn't have flushed that enormous mountain of poop that was in her panties with a single flush. My mind started racing again about everything that had happened in the last day or so, I couldn't believe how intrigued I was by Jody's accidents. I wondered how she would get by for the next two weeks at my house, Did she learn her lesson or would she continue trying to hold it? She came out of the bathroom in a clean pair of pants holding her wet jeans in one hand and messy underwear in the other. Then as she got closer I looked at the underwear she was holding and it still had the poop in it. Now seeing the real size of her load I had to keep myself from shouting "Whoa!" I absolutely could not believe it. It must have been one big solid mass because it all stayed in her underwear. It hung out the leg holes taking up just about all the space in the underwear and it was way too big to fall out the leg holes as she carried it toward the couch. Very quietly, she looked through her backpack for a minute until she took out a towel.
To my surprise she wrapped up the poop filled panties in the towel and stuffed them down to the bottom of her bag. Not knowing what to think of that I watched her sit back on the couch and watch TV for a while looking pretty upset. I could tell by her sniffing and wiping her eyes that she was crying a little bit. I felt so sorry for her but I was glad she never got caught by anyone else. Eventually I drifted back to sleep for a couple more hours until I heard everyone else waking up. We all woke up and went upstairs for breakfast. Jody looked pretty down but also a little paranoid like she was wondering if anybody had knew what she did.
After the pancakes were ready she hungrily ate more than anyone else, still making up for missed meals as she had barely eaten anything the day before. She was a bit hesitant to drink but a tall glass of orange juice was poured for her so she eventually drank it all up. Finally it was time to drop off Chloe and Erin so we all got ready and went out to the van. Jody suddenly seemed a little nervous again and then I realized she was probably wondering if the wet spot was still on the car seat from her accident. Before I could see it myself she jumped into the back and sat in the same seat. It must've been pretty dry because she didn't seem worried anymore and I couldn't see any wetness around her. The rest of the day went by without incident and it seemed like she was starting to feel at least a little better from her ordeal the night before, until later in the afternoon.
She seemed a little nervous again and I wondered what the problem was. Sure enough, not too long after that I started to see signs of squirming. Once again I couldn't help but be fascinated by her problem. I watched her carefully to see how she would handle it this time. She kept subtly squirming as the nervous look on her face became more evident. After a while I went upstairs to see what would be for supper later. When I was coming back downstairs I just caught her walking back to the computer where she had been sitting before. With that I could just hear that the toilet had been flushed.
I was glad she had taken care of her problem but I to my surprise I was a little disappointed that the accident watch was over. The night went on pretty normally until finally at around midnight I thought I saw a little bit of squirming coming on again. Unfortunately I was too tired to keep a watch on her and told her I was going to bed since we had gotten up pretty early that morning. She agreed and got ready for bed. I offered her my bed but she insisted on a mattress we set up on the floor of my room. She got into some pajama bottoms with a tank top and crawled onto her mattress. I was pretty tired but I had to stay awake to see what she was going to do. I wondered if she could fall asleep having to pee so I lay there for a while waiting for something to happen. Right off the bat I could tell she was trying to squirm while being quiet but every little movement was amplified by her sleeping bag. She continued like this for almost half an hour and I could barely stay awake. Soon I began drifting off and right when I was half asleep
I heard her slowly get out of her sleeping bag and tip toe out of the room. Soon I could actually hear the trickle of her peeing coming all the way from the bathroom. It quickly grew into a loud hiss that lasted for a long time. I confirmed by the sound and length of her pee that she really did have a massive bladder which was pretty amazing considering her fairly petite size. I couldn't help but think about her doing all that and more in her pants the night before. No wonder the back of the van was flooded. Finally she finished and after a flush, came back to her bed. Knowing there was nothing more to see I quickly fell asleep wondering how she could keep this up for 2 weeks.
Monday was pretty much the same as Sunday. I woke up to Jody walking out of the room and a short time later a trickle from the bathroom. It wasn't quite the same hissing torrent she made last night but still a lot of pee compared me or anyone else I'd heard. She flushed then turned on the TV and sat down. I lay there for a while just so she wouldn't think I'd known she went to the bathroom. Eventually I got up and the day went much like the day before. We had breakfast where Jody ate quite a bit and was a little bit hesitant to drink at first, but ended up drinking a lot too. We just stayed around the house, went to a strip mall nearby for a while, and then sat at home a little more. Then, sure enough, she started showing signs of needing to pee in the afternoon. Soon after seeing that, I went upstairs leaving her alone in the basement. When I went back down a few minutes later I could tell she was a little bit relieved but something wasn’t quite right.
It didn’t take long to figure out she had to poop again. It had been a couple days since she took that huge dump in her pants and I wondered how long she could hold it before going again. I don't think a month's worth of my poop would even match what she had done in her panties that night but I figured her bowels must fill up quick and hold a lot, just like her bladder. Until now it looked like she just had to pee but after supper I knew she was starting to feel a poop urge just by the way she was squirming so once again I kept an eye on her at all times. She made it to bed time and squirmed in her sleeping bag for nearly an hour until sneaking out the door to go to the bathroom, where another torrent of pee echoed loudly all the way into my room.
Tuesday was more of the same except early in the morning she started looking a bit nervous and uncomfortable again and right away I knew she was starting to have to poop really bad. I quickly noticed she started acting strangely just like the first day she stayed with us. I started keeping a closer eye on her now, wondering how she would handle it this time. She eventually made it through the day probably exhausted from holding her pee and poop the whole time. On Wednesday afternoon she started squirming to hold her pee earlier than usual. Shortly after that started she wasted no time dashing to the bathroom as everyone else was upstairs for a few minutes. I could barely hear the toilet flushing downstairs then I came downstairs to see a slightly more relaxed Jody on the couch, although she was still obviously struggling with her growing poop urge. Now that she had peed she drank as if she had just hiked across a desert with no water, as she usually did. Although she probably had to go again by bed time, Jody didn't take her late night pee since it hadn't been that long since she'd gone and she probably thought she could wait until tomorrow morning.
I woke up on Wednesday at the same time as Jody, but I stayed in bed as she was just getting up to do her morning routine. Right away I noticed her favoring both her stomach and her bladder as she gingerly got up and walked toward the door. She reached out to open the door but suddenly stopped as she saw my sister Cary outside watching TV. She stood at the door squirming for a while as if figuring out what to do until she stepped away from the door and continued squirming by her bed. After a couple minutes she carefully got down onto her bed, keeping her legs tight together and lay on her back. It was pretty obvious what she was doing. She was lying stiff as a board and squeezing her butt as hard as she could. It was actually kind of funny to watch but I started to feel sorry for her.
It must've been so uncomfortable to be going through this at somebody else’s house and not really having any privacy to deal with her problem. Finally we were called up for breakfast so I pretended to be just waking up and began getting dressed. Seeing that I was awake, Jody tried to act normal and got dressed with me but I could tell she had to pee and poop really bad. We all went up for breakfast and this time Jody seemed really hesitant to eat or drink but not wanting to be rude, ended up eating quite a big breakfast, although she did manage to only take a sip of orange juice, which was good because I knew she had drank a lot last night after going to the bathroom. She seemed really nervous at that point and looked like she was already close to going. While I did feel kind of bad for her, I started to get really intrigued with her problem again, just like that first day. I knew it had been almost 5 days since she last pooped, and she hadn't peed since early last night, so I wondered how that would affect her. Shortly after breakfast we discussed what everybody would be doing that day. My parents were going out of town until later that night so they wanted us to stay with Cary and her friend Jaime while they ran around and did a bunch of things that day. We stayed home for a couple hours as Jody's squirming got progressively worse. We were getting pretty close to leaving and while Jody had been trying to find a way into the bathroom without anyone seeing, everyone else was getting dressed and ready to go.
Cary noticed that she was still in her pajamas as she asked Jody if she was ready to go. Jody looked like she really didn't want any part of it but without much of a choice, she hobbled into my room and got changed into some nice tight black cords and this cute grey long sleeve shirt that was thin and fairly snug fitting. Her tight pants probably weren't the most comfortable to wear in her situation but she had a limited wardrobe while she was staying at my house. The only comfortable thing she had were the pajamas that she had just changed out of. After she had changed she went back to lingering in the basement waiting for an opportunity to use the bathroom without being noticed. Once again I couldn't believe how afraid she was of somebody finding out she was using the bathroom. I could tell she had to go so badly and she had a desperate look on her face but she still refused to go unless the coast was clear. A few minutes later we were about to leave and Jody still hadn't used the bathroom.
The rest of us were waiting at the door as Jody stood downstairs still clinging to her hope of using the bathroom with nobody around. Finally, Cary called down asking if she was ready to go. Jody called back saying she would be ready in a minute. I knew she was hoping that this would make us all go outside, leaving her alone to do her business. Unfortunately for her, Cary didn't bite and we just kept standing at the door, waiting for her. With that Jody finally gave up and made her way up the stairs, trying to hide her desperation. She even struggled just to put her shoes on. With her legs stiff and glued together, she finally managed to slide her shoes on and follow us out the door. Once we were in the car she did her best to hide her squirming as she sat next to me. It looked like it was already getting really serious but she would just have to wait until we got to the mall. She took her hand that was opposite me and slid it down the waste of her cords. She didn't jam it way down into her crotch like I'd seen her do a few days ago but I could tell she was just trying to give some slack for her stomach which had swollen up very noticeably in the last day or so.
I started to worry for her that she might not make it to the mall. She seemed to almost roll her eyes in pain every time we stopped at a red light. I don’t know why she didn’t just go to the bathroom at my house. I know she was willing to go, even in front of us, if she was that desperate. But she must’ve known if she didn’t go at my house it would get to this point. Then I figured that she probably thought she could lose us in the mall so nobody would see her use the bathroom there. I knew she was trying to do that before she had her big accident a few days ago, she just couldn’t get away from the group without being caught. It still seemed to be awfully risky, considering how hard she took those accidents. Finally as the mall came into view she stared at it longingly. Unfortunately, the light right before the mall turned red. She knew it was a really long light too and I could see it on her face as she winced and stared back down at her lap in concentration. She looked like she was really in trouble but she managed to make it through the light and still had it under control as we got to the mall and found a parking spot. She managed to make it to the mall but that was only the first part of her struggle. As the rest of us all got out of the car I could tell she was very reluctant to follow.
When she stepped out of the car it looked like her knees were basically glued together. She struggled again to follow the rest of us walking to the mall entrance. She made sure to keep me between her and my sister. I guess she was more comfortable squirming around me, which made sense, but she still followed behind me not wanting me to notice her struggles either. As soon as we stepped into the mall she began glancing around like she was looking for an escape. Looking more afraid than anything to draw any kind of attention to her problem, she tagged along with us instead of running off to find a bathroom. We started out going to this big electronics store because Jaime needed to get something for her camera. When we got into the store, Jody and I went off to look by ourselves. I started looking at DVDs while Jody trailed behind me, keeping her distance for a couple minutes before slipping off into the next aisle. I couldn’t help myself and walked to the end of my aisle, pretending to look at the deals they had displayed while peeking around the corner at Jody. Sure enough she was fidgeting like crazy and kept putting her hand between her legs for just a second before quickly pulling it away. I could tell she really wanted to find a more private place to squirm but the whole store was pretty open. She stood there in agony for a few minutes until Cary and Jaime spotted me and came to get me. She must’ve heard them talking to me because she quickly glanced up and pretended to read the back of a DVD. Cary wanted to take a look at the TVs so Jody joined up with us as we walked by her toward the TV section. She continued subtly struggling while staying a step behind everyone else. Just as we got there she stiffened up a little bit and appeared to be paying more attention to her poop urge. She stood in one spot the whole time probably trying to resist the urge to grab her butt and squirm like crazy.
As we finally finished looking at the TVs and started walking toward the store exit, she looked really nervous as she tried to gather herself and begin walking with us. We continued our way down the mall, stopping at a few stores along the way. Just watching her it felt like every minute was dragging by, even for me. I knew it was torture for her and I wondered if she would ever go. As we were leaving one of the stores I could see a bathroom sign in the direction we were walking. I kept an eye on Jody and it didn’t take long before I could see her eyes widen at the sight of the bathroom. She looked like she wanted to run toward it but stayed beside us walking slowly and carefully. As we finally passed it she looked like she wanted to go in but hesitated. Then Jaime pointed out a store that was just a few feet past the bathroom. As we entered the store Jody stopped just outside the entrance. I guess she was hoping we wouldn’t notice her then she could just run to the bathroom, but Cary caught her and asked her if she was coming. “Yeah,” replied Jody timidly. She followed us in and did her usual routine of finding a place to hide so she could squirm. This time she found a place close to the entrance. After a couple minutes, she tried to make a move for the door but Jaime saw her and said they were leaving anyway. Jody looked pretty disappointed but stayed near the entrance waiting for Cary and Jaime to slowly make their way out of the store. Finally we left the store and started walking a little further down the mall toward a big department store. Jody always looked like she was about to sprint back to the bathroom but never did. I guess she just couldn’t build up the courage, so she went on suffering while we walked further and further away from the bathrooms. When we got to the department store I thought she would have a chance to get away from the group and get to the bathroom. Unfortunately she never got the chance. Cary found what she was looking for fairly close to the entrance and she followed us to a long lineup at the checkout. There were people with carts full of stuff lined up with us and it looked like it might take a while. Jody continued looking more and more terrified. We waited at the checkout while each person ahead of us took their time making their purchase. It seemed like something always went wrong with each person ahead of us. I could see Courtney wincing in agony every time something happened. Then when there was still three people ahead of us and it looked like she was really focusing on trying to hold her poo, she suddenly stiffened up and her hand shot down between her legs. I could tell she was in agony as both ends pushed hard to come out.
She looked around desperately like she was looking for a way out but the people in front and behind us had us trapped in the aisle with shopping carts. Not wanting to make a scene by pushing past everyone she quickly abandoned that idea and really concentrated on holding on. Now she looked terrified but still wouldn’t go. Then suddenly her hands shot down between her legs and she turned to run back out of the aisle but was again blocked by the shopping cart. She quickly turned back and looked like she was about to sprint by Cary and Jaime but then her whole body froze and she slowly looked down at herself. Right then I saw a tiny wet spot form between her legs. It was small and her black cords hid it pretty well but I could see it glistening and I knew right away that she had peed a little bit. After a couple seconds it grew a slightly as she let a little more out before stopping it. I could see her stomach and legs quickly clench up whenever she tried to cut off the pee. Then she let out another longer spurt and I could actually hear it spray into her panties before she clenched her muscles up again and managed to stem the flow. She could only stop it for a couple more seconds before letting out another spurt, but this time she couldn’t stop it. As she tensed up to try and cut off the squirt I could see the wet patch on her crotch still growing. It started trickling out faster and faster until I could hear the pee hissing into her panties and glistening streams of pee began quickly flowing down her legs. As the floodgates opened I looked at her face to see pure shock written all over it. Now that she knew she had lost it she started looking around in a panic to see if anybody knew what she was doing. I quickly looked away just in time so she didn’t realize I’d been watching her the whole time. I went right back to watching her as she scanned the rest of the area. As usual, Cary and Jaime were preoccupied and looking the other way and the shopping cart behind her blocked other people’s view of her accident. But now Jody was probably beginning to worry as much about the sound of the accident as the sight as I could hear a loud hissing coming from between her legs. Unfortunately there wasn’t anything she could do but wait until she finished peeing her pants. It looked like she finally realized this as her whole body, which was still tensed up as if she still had a hope of stopping the flow, seemed to suddenly relax and just let the rest come out, drenching her pants. With that the hissing got even louder and the pee pattered onto the carpet underneath her as she was going full out. Once again I was shocked at the whole situation, especially how much pee came out of her. She just stood with her knees buckled together and pee flowing down her legs until finally she was finished.
When she was done she just slowly looked around and back down at her pants to assess the damage. I was so afraid for her. She’d managed to get through that disaster a few days ago without being found out by anyone except me, but after peeing her pants in the middle of a mall I knew she would be found out this time. Her pants were completely drenched all over the front and probably even worse in the back. Luckily the black cords she was wearing didn’t show the wetness very clearly but it would still be obvious to anybody who looked right at her pants from a fairly close distance. There wasn’t anything she could do but just try and pretend nothing was wrong. I knew she would be way to shy to confess or excuse herself so she just stood and waited for Cary and Jaime to buy what they came here for. We weren’t even through the checkout line before she started squirming again and I suddenly remembered she had to poop really bad too. As usual I felt really bad for her but there still wasn’t any way I could help her. She just stood there scared to death until finally we were done at the check out and we started walking toward the door. It took her a few steps to get used to her wet pants but stayed right with us, definitely not wanting to draw extra attention now.
As we continued down the mall a woman walking toward us came near and I saw her eyes move toward Jody, then down. She just quickly looked away and kept walking. I looked over to Jody and she had clearly seen the woman catch a glimpse of her because her face burned an even brighter red than it was before. Shortly after that we went into another clothing store and she immediately went for cover trying to hide her accident and her squirming. She kept squirming from her hiding spot and it looked like she was quickly getting worse. When we were ready to leave it looked like Jody was really having trouble walking, but desperate not to be discovered she raced to our side when we left the store, not giving anyone a reason to look back at her. Her long painful march down the mall continued and to add to it she got another look from a boy maybe a little older than us. I could tell that really humiliated her but she pressed on until we got to another store. It was just a store with a bunch of gift and joke items so it wouldn’t be as easy to hide but she still tried to keep something between her and everyone else at all times. Luckily it worked and she managed to keep holding on as we moved down the mall further.
After that we kept walking down the mall toward the food court. It was a little more crowded than the rest of the mall so I knew Jody would have trouble walking through there. “What does everybody want?” asked Cary. We all agreed on the same place, although Jody probably didn’t care too much at this point. We all stood in line at a Greek place while Jody kept glancing around looking pretty paranoid, although she was getting a few looks while she stood there. She ordered a chicken wrap like I did, probably so she wouldn’t have to think too much about it. When we got our food we found a seat nearby and started digging in. Jody was hesitant to eat too much, not wanting to fill her stomach any more but I knew she was really hungry and thirsty. Eventually she finished her meal, and since she had already peed her pants she greedily drank a large ice tea. She probably felt a little better sitting at the table since nobody could see her drenched pants but she was obviously very uncomfortable trying to hold her poop. We sat and talked for a while without her saying much, then we stood up to continue our tour through the mall.
Cary and Jaime wanted to make a few more stops before heading out. She was noticeably more worried as soon as she had to stand up and reveal her wet pants but stayed right with us, not waiting for the coast to be clear of other people before getting out of her seat. I guess it was better that a stranger saw her like that than one of us. As we started walking down the mall she started wincing in pain and I knew she was really having trouble holding onto her poop while she walked. Finally we entered another clothing store where she immediately found a hiding place in the back. I found a good place to stand right behind her where she couldn’t see me. Now she was really squirming desperately and kept whimpering and grunting in pain while she held on. She stayed like that for a while before looking up and glancing around the store. I thought she might be looking for me so I slipped out of my hiding place and moved toward Cary and Jaime who were at the check out line. She stayed squirming for a few more seconds. Then when she got control of herself she stepped out of her hiding place and quickly moved to my side like she had been since we got to the mall. I knew she was trying really hard not to fidget too much around me but she was really straining to hold on. She stood in agony for a few more seconds when suddenly she straightened up and grabbed her butt with probably the most surprised look I’ve ever seen on her face. It almost looked like she got kicked in the butt or something. She immediately sprinted toward the nearest clothing rack to hide and from there she quickly waddled her way back to her hiding spot. I carefully followed her and got back into my position to watch her. She was really struggling now. She pressed hard on her butt with one hand and squirmed frantically to try and hold her poop but it was no use, I knew she was going to poop her pants. Finally as her stomach clenched up tightly again she stopped squirming and just held onto the metal bar on the clothing rack with both hands.
Her legs were still clamped together but the movement just overpowered her and I saw it touch the seat of her pants. With that she tightened her grip on the clothing rack, parted her legs a little bit, and pushed with all her might. When it started coming out she put her head down and her legs parted even more. It was almost like her movement forced her legs apart to push its way out. After a few seconds she was still really straining and it looked like she was having trouble pushing it out. Keeping her grip tight on the bar she took a deep breath and grunted as she pushed again with all her might. I saw the lump grow only slightly before she stopped pushing and let out a big sigh. She took another big breath and pushed again. I thought her head was going to pop it was so red. Then suddenly the lump in her pants practically exploded into a massive bulge with plenty of sound effects as the log finally broke free and rushed into her pants. With that she let out a sigh of relief, but she wasn’t done. I could see her stomach still convulsing and before she could catch her breath her stomach clenched up again and she kept filling her panties. The bulge was getting really big now and she showed no signs of slowing down. She pooped and pooped until I realized my mouth was open in shock at the size of the bulge. By now it would be more obvious than the wet pants if you looked at her from the back or side. Just when it looked like she might be done, she looked around nervously then tensed up again and pushed out more poop. This happened a couple more times until she finally stopped for good. Now the bulge was so massive I just couldn’t figure out how she’d kept it all inside. I couldn’t believe how far out it stuck in the back of her pants since they were fairly tight cords she had on. It still wasn’t nearly enough room so the poop had spread further down between her legs and up until it was almost up to her waist, then to the sides where it almost reached her hips. Now that she had gotten rid of all that poop, her stomach was noticeably smaller. She slowly looked down at herself not having a clue what to do. Then I think she kind of snapped back to reality as I saw a look of sheer terror wash over her face. She had miraculously managed to get this far without Cary or Jaime seeing her wet pants, now it would be much harder to keep it up.
At least it seemed like she got lucky with the smell again as I couldn’t really smell her poop at all. While Jody was still trying to survey the damage in the back of her pants, my sister was almost done at the check out. Jody would have no choice but to start walking soon if she was going to keep her act up. She stood for a while longer before it looked like she realized the same thing. Still scared to death she finally took one step forward keeping her legs spread. She knew she couldn’t waddle around without being discovered so with a grimace, as though she was disgusted by having to squish the mess between her legs, she stood up straight with her legs together and tried her best to walk normally from her hiding spot. I got out of my hiding spot and stood by Cary at the check out. Jody slowly made her way toward us dodging from clothing rack to clothing rack trying to keep herself hidden until she was right beside us. With that we set off again and continued our journey down the mall. I could tell she was extremely self-conscious now.
As soon as we left the store she shot a quick look behind her, and then started looking around in front of her. Unfortunately that wouldn’t be any help because she had no way to hide her accident. I wished she was at least holding a bag or something so she could cover herself with it but she had nothing. I noticed she was still clutching her stomach every once in a while as we walked. I wondered what was wrong because she had to be done pooping with the amount she’d already pushed out. As Cary stopped to look at a map of the mall I found to my shock that I was wrong. Almost as soon as Jody stopped behind her I saw her stomach tense up and her knees buckle and she had another movement in her pants right there. The bulge was already so big it hardly made a difference but I saw it grow slightly as her movement crackled and squished its way into the mountain of poop already crammed into her pants. Her face flushed red again but she didn’t have time to worry about it. Everyone quickly moved on and she had to start walking again while it looked like she might still be filling her panties.
She continued getting looks for the next minute until we got back to the food court where Cary and Jaime found a bathroom. Jody stared at them enviously as they entered a hallway off the mall. Jody just kept going a couple steps until she found an empty table to sit at. I stayed just in the hallway peeking around the corner, unable to shake my amazement with her problem. Like before I knew she just felt safer having the table as cover. She hesitated for a second but was obviously anxious to have her problem hidden. With another grimace she slowly lowered her butt onto the seat squishing the giant load underneath her. Once she was down she just sat looking around nervously, that look of terror still stuck on her face. Then after looking all around for a few seconds she raised her butt slightly off the seat and with a big push she pooped her pants again. This time she pushed really hard trying to get everything out once and for all. Finally she let out a sigh signaling the end of her movement. Then, just as she sighed she suddenly looked down between her legs and I could see a few streams of pee dripping off her seat to the floor. It didn’t look like she had planned that because she suddenly tensed up and looked around nervously. I guess it was just a reflex to let out her pee when she pooped and that big ice tea she drank had probably refilled her bladder a little bit.
It didn’t seem to upset her too much more, either because she couldn’t possibly be any more upset than she was, or a little more pee didn’t seem like a big deal after what she’d already done. She lowered herself back into the seat and her look of terror was replaced with exhaustion defeat. When Cary and Jaime came out of the bathroom we all gathered around the table and started discussing what we were going to do. Jody looked nervous with everyone standing around her. I stood nearest to her so nobody else would get too close. I was standing almost right over her and I could just faintly smell her accident so as long as she was careful she probably wouldn’t get caught because of the smell. After talking for a minute we decided to go home. Jody waited for us to turn around, then quickly got up and walked with us. She managed to endure the embarrassment of walking down the mall full of people for a while longer.
Finally we got outside where she got a couple more looks before we got to the car. She quickly sat down in the back seat, not wanting the seat of her pants to be exposed any longer. She sat very still and quietly the whole ride back. Still thinking none of us had noticed her situation, she had to be scared to death of being discovered. When we got back home and walked toward the house she was very careful to either keep herself hidden from the waist down, or stay right beside us so we would have to look straight down to see her accident. When we got in the door she stepped to the side into the laundry room where it was a little darker to take off her shoes. When she had them off she waited a few seconds for everyone to look away before bolting toward the stairs which were just across the hall from the laundry room. She quickly went down the stairs with a slight waddle, into the basement where it was a little darker and her accident would be less noticeable.
I followed shortly after her and found her slowly lowering herself onto her usual spot on the couch. After that she just stayed glued to the seat for the next few hours watching TV. I could see she was in extreme discomfort having to sit on that massive load in wet pants. I would leave every once in a while to give her a chance to clean up and change but Cary and Jaime spent most of the time downstairs in Cary’s room. At first Jody looked through her backpack like she was getting ready to change but couldn’t find the courage to go through with it knowing the other girls could come out of the room at any time and see her. When she had given up on trying to change she just sat back in her seat looking completely heartbroken. I wished there was something I could do but I knew the only thing I could do was keep pretending I didn’t notice. At suppertime Cary was trying to figure out what to make so I recommended chicken Alfredo which I knew Jody liked. I wanted to make her feel better somehow but I knew it wouldn’t do much to console her after what she had been through that day. While I was waiting downstairs for supper to be ready I caught a glimpse of Jody squirming again. I knew right away it wasn’t because of the discomfort of sitting in her mess. I could tell she had to pee again. Shortly after, Cary yelled downstairs to me and Jody, who still hadn’t gotten up from her seat since getting back from the mall. I got a little nervous for her as she slowly got up and followed me up the stairs. Luckily Cary and Jaime had already in the living room eating so Jody only had me to worry about. She very cautiously stayed behind me and obviously still hungry, she gave herself a fairly large serving of food.
While she was loading her plate I looked back at her to see how obvious her accident was in good light. The front of her pants had dried a little bit and the wetness wasn’t too visible. Unfortunately the back of her pants was still a disaster area. It hadn’t dried at all like the front because she had been sitting down. Then I caught a glimpse of the mountain sticking out the seat of her pants. Even though I already knew how huge it was I still had to keep my jaw from dropping open at the sight of it. Even after she had been sitting on it all day it still stuck straight out the back, although sitting had spread it out even more and it now reached sideways all the way to her hips and up to the waist of her cords. While we sat at the table and started eating, she seemed very down and I could still see the fear in her eyes. I knew she must’ve felt safer in the dim light of the basement. I started to talk to her about something I saw on my computer to try and distract her but it didn’t seem to work very well. As soon as she responded to me she would immediately go back to staring down at her plate. After supper she carefully followed me downstairs and sat on the chair beside me at the computer. We sat there for a while looking up different things. Every once in a while she would force a few words out but obviously she wasn’t going to get over this any time soon, especially while she was still sitting in her mess. Her squirming was quickly getting more noticeable until she started looking very nervous. After a while we went back to watching TV. She sat in her usual spot on the couch and kept holding and holding all night. Cary and Jaime had left to stay at Jaime’s house so I think Jody felt at least a little more comfortable without her around, but was obviously far from her usual happy self.
I tried a few times to go upstairs and leave her alone but she just wouldn’t change. I guess she needed to know for sure that I wasn’t going to come downstairs while she was cleaning herself up. Finally I couldn’t keep up the watch so I decided to go to bed a little bit early. She quietly agreed. With that I went to the bathroom to brush and get ready for bed. When I got back to my room she was already on her mattress covered by her sleeping bag. I got into my bed and lay there trying to stay awake to see what would happen. I was quickly getting tired and again I was already half asleep when I heard her let out a gasp. With that she carefully started getting out of her bed trying to stay as quiet as she could. When she stood up she froze for a moment, bent over and holding herself to keep from losing it right there. After regaining her composure she quickly and awkwardly walked out of the room. I saw her walk over to the couch and start digging through her backpack. After taking out a change of pajama bottoms and underwear she practically ran to the bathroom with the giant bulge still in her pants, swaying back and forth behind her. I quietly got out of bed and peeked out the door to get a better view. I looked out and saw her already unbuttoning her pants before she disappeared into the doorway of the bathroom.
I couldn’t hear her peeing right away but I knew it probably wasn’t easy to get her pants off with that load in them. Sure enough a few seconds later I heard a trickle which quickly turned into a loud hiss that lasted for a long time. After all that had happened in the last few days I was still shocked when I heard how loud it was. When she was finally finished she stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes before coming out. Once again it wasn’t long enough for a very thorough cleaning but it would probably be a little suspicious if she took a shower in the middle of the night. When she came out she was wearing her change of clothes and carrying her pants and the underwear with the poop still in it. I still couldn’t believe how big it was. It probably wasn’t too fun for her to be stuck with the combination of huge bowel movements and having them in her pants. She went back to her bag and pulled out the towel which still had her first pair of full panties wrapped up in it. She put the second pair in with them, wrapped them up and stuffed them back in her bag. I didn’t know what to think of that but I didn’t really have time as she began walking back toward me. I quickly got back into bed and pretended to sleep while she quietly got back into her bed. I heard her sniffling like she was crying a little while she lay there. I felt so bad for her and fell asleep still thinking about it.
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