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He Gets More than He Wanted
Date: 8/30/2024, Categories: Fetish, Author: bybmp5708, Source: Literotica
... you?" "Okay, so yea. I've had a few accidents. It probably happens to about everyone at least once." "Accidents as in plural? You've done it more than once?" "Twice." "Seriously? So how, where, when?" "I think I've told you enough. I've had accidents two times and that's all you really need to know. This is a strange conversation." Dan backed off in his questioning but after about fifteen minutes he started pushing the subject again. He was persistent and even though his wife was getting annoyed, she gave in so he would quit asking, Alyssa told her husband the first accident happened during her senior year of college when she was living with her friend Heather. She had an intestinal virus. While throwing up in the toilet, she also lost control of her bowels and messed her pajamas with diarrhea. "Well that's bad timing for sure. Did Heather know you pooped your pants?" "Yes, she actually got me clean PJ's and helped. I was so embarrassed." "You shouldn't have been. You were sick and couldn't help it." "I know. And she said the same thing happened to her one time. I'm not sure if she was telling me the truth or just trying to make me feel better?" "I'm guessing she probably wasn't making it up. So what about your other accident?" "It was much worse even though no one knew about it." "So let's hear about it. You were alone that time?" "Yea. I was driving on the freeway, coming back from a news story I had to do." "When was ...
... this?" "About a month before we got married." "Holy shit, and you never told me?" "Of course not. Why would I tell my husband to be that I pooped my pants?" "Okay, well go on. You were driving back from doing a story?" "Yea, and I was having some serious gastro-intestinal issues. I didn't know if it was from something I'd eaten at lunch or what, but I had bad cramps and really needed to poop." Alyssa explained that she was going to pull off at an exit to find a restroom, but a rest area was only five miles ahead and she knew she could wait for it. A few miles further up the road before she got to the rest area, traffic came to a complete halt. "I knew right away I might be in trouble. After not moving for fifteen minutes, things were getting bad. I kept cursing myself for not stopping at the exit." "Okay, so then what happened?" "After another fifteen minutes without traffic moving even an inch, I gave up. The cramps and pressure were too bad to keep trying to hold it, and I had no idea how much longer I would have to wait. It felt really strange making the decision to poop my pants but I felt like I didn't have a choice." "So it was more of doing it on purpose rather than an accident?" "I guess you could say that. Like I said, I was miserable and felt like I didn't have a choice. I lifted my butt off the seat and was just going to go a little bit but once it started coming out, I couldn't stop. It all came out at once. I couldn't believe what I did. ...