And yet another update - thank you Mary, these are awesome!!!
Dear Arthur,
Thank you for your nice comments about my last update! I knew you’d like reading about what Denis made me do last Friday! It was quite erotic, I must admit. Anyway I don’t normally tell you about my weekends, but I just wanted to mention that on Saturday Denis and I went to a Halloween party and I wore a Princess Leia outfit! You know, the gold bikini outfit from the Jabba the Hutt scene? Denis is a big Star Wars fan. Anyway this outfit was pretty outrageous, and I didn’t wear any panties with it! We’d bought the outfit online, and of course Denis wanted me to trim the purple cloth so that it provided hardly any coverage. So it was quite embarrassing, but also exciting, to be out in public in that outfit with the constant danger of exposure! There were cameras going off everywhere … I hope my pussy doesn’t show up on some website or other!
Anyway, on to this week’s update!
Monday, 3rd of November, 2008
Woke up VERY full this morning (as planned, heehee!) I was feeling quite horny and excited, and so I ran naked through to the study and ran Denis’s program. And this is what it said:
Dress: purple with pale purple swirls, -2”
Panties: white cotton
A big “BOOOOO!!!” to the white cotton panties, but a big “YIPPEEEE!!!” to the dress! And on a DEFINITE accident day! You can bet I ran back to the bedroom and gave Denis a nice Monday morning wake-up!
I wore a coat on the way to work of course. But Arthur … I think my groper is stalking me! Yes, believe it or not, as I was waiting to get off the train, I felt this hand on my bottom again! It would be just too much of a coincidence if it was a different person … I really think the same guy was watching out for me and made sure he got on the same carriage as me! Anyway I was a bit freaked out and I sort of twisted out of the way, and pushed through the crowd to get away from him. Thinking back on it, maybe I should have just let him grope me, because now I think maybe I’ve scared him off. But maybe that’s not a bad thing.
Anyway I got to work, took off my coat, and Boff and Andy and Robin actually started applauding me! So I curtseyed … it was quite funny. Then I went to my desk and sat down, and I actually had a lot of work to do so I didn’t get to spend much time showing off my legs and panties the way I normally like to when I’m wearing a very short dress or skirt. Anyway the panties were only white cottons and not really worth showing off. I’m sorry, Arthur, I know you like white cotton panties, but I just think they’re so plain and boring!
I was feeling more and more desperate as the morning went on, but I still hadn’t lost control by lunchtime. And then I was quite concerned about losing it at the deli. But I got back all right … but fifteen minutes later I did lose control! Denis knew I was getting close and was watching me, and as soon as my poo started coming out, I waved to him and he came over. He helped me up on to my desk, and then he put me in the most ridiculous position imaginable! It was very awkward because there wasn’t much room on the desk, but he made me squat, then lean back and rest my hands on the desk behind me, and then spread my knees wide apart, and lift my bottom about six inches above the desk. So I was really displaying myself to everyone!
In that position I pushed out just about all my poo, I think, while everyone except Neil and Austen came over to watch. Denis further humiliated me by squeezing my left tit (through my dress) while I was doing my poo. And they were all talking about me as if I couldn’t hear, even though I was right there! Afterwards I typed up as much as I could remember of what they said, so I can tell you a lot of it. It’s not word-perfect, but it’s not far off I think.
Denis: “God, her tits feel so great … want to have a feel, Mickey?” (Fortunately Mickey thought Denis was joking … but I really don’t think he was!)
Robin: “She looks awfully sexy in this position!”
Boff: “Better out than in!”
Boff: “Well at least you seem to be enjoying yourself, Mary!” (Okay, he was the one person who actually spoke directly to me … such a nice man!)
Steve: “Good lord, what does she eat to make such big turds?” (Answer: a lot of fibre!)
Andy: “This is so disgusting … how can she do this in front of all of us?”
Denis: “Look how wet she’s getting … see the wet patch on her panties? She’s loving this.”
I won’t bore you with all of the comments that I wrote up, but those were my favourites! Anyway, once I’d finished, I got down off the desk and took my purse into the bathroom, walking quite slowly to give everyone a nice eyeful! I measured the bulge … it was 4.4 inches! That’s what comes of wearing my shortest (or equal shortest) dress and doing such a big poo! I thought it might be a record, actually, although when I got home and weighed it, it turned out to be only 1.45 kg (3.2 lbs), which was a little disappointing. Maybe it was less dense than usual or something … it certainly seemed very bulky!
Anyway after cleaning myself up, my panties were quite badly stained, so I had the added humiliation of having my dirty panties showing beneath my dress for the rest of the afternoon. Which was quite a nice thrill, heehee!
What was less of a thrill was the fact that on the way home, I still smelled of poo, and I was very conscious of this on the train and on the bus. I got some nasty looks, so I think I must have looked guilty or something, or maybe they could just tell the smell was coming from me. Anyway it wasn’t pleasant.
Tuesday, 4th of November, 2008
Woke up feeling medium-full, so I wasn’t sure if today would be an accident day or not. I ran Denis’s program:
Skirt: mauve, 1”
Panties: white satin
Nice! The skirt covered my buttocks, so I had to go without a coat, and I am sure plenty of people caught glimpses of my panties on the bus and on the train. And my groper struck again! Apparently he hadn’t been scared off yesterday, which I felt sort of glad about! It’s still disturbing that he watches out for me, but I suppose I can’t really blame him, since I sort of encouraged him the first time … and now of course he has expectations!
So today I let him feel my bottom to his heart’s content … or at least, as much of his heart’s content as he could manage in just a few seconds while we waited for the train to stop and the doors to open. He actually pulled one side of my panties between my buttocks! I think he would have gone for my anus or something if we’d had a few more seconds, but when everyone started to move, I got off the train and we were separated. I still don’t know what the guy looks like, and to be honest I think I’d rather not know. I mean, what if he’s some ugly old bloke with yellow teeth and stuff? Though I’m sure you’d like that, Arthur! I read your story “The Hunchback and the Maiden” for the first time last week … you are a sick man! (But in a good way … I hope you are not offended by that remark!)
No accident at work today, unfortunately. At about four o’clock I told Denis that it just wasn’t going to happen, and so I guess he decided to make up for it somehow, because about ten minutes later when I was getting some invoices from the printer, he asked me (loudly, from across the room!) “What kind of panties are you wearing today, Mary?”
I almost answered him, but then I realised why he was asking … and so I showed him! I lifted up my skirt and showed the whole office my white satin panties. I even wiggled my bottom while my skirt was up around my waist! Then I pulled it back down, and pretended like nothing had happened! It was fun!
When I got home, I was feeling sort of crampy, and then I got an Urge which was not so much really strong as really painful. Not sure why. Anyway I couldn’t bear to hold it in, so I went to the bathroom and let it out (or most of it, anyway). It weighed 1.3 kg (2.9 lbs). That was at 7:03pm.
Wednesday, 5th of November, 2008
Guy Fawkes day! Remember, remember… So anyway, I woke up feeling even less full than yesterday, so I knew today wasn’t going to be an accident day. At least I was pretty sure. I ran Denis’s program:
Skirt: pale blue, 26”
Panties: pale pink cotton
So today was looking pretty boring. But I found myself wondering (with some anticipation!) what my groper would do, and if he would even bother with me, since I wasn’t wearing a miniskirt.
Well, he still groped me! Just through my skirt … he didn’t try to lift it up or anything. It was actually sort of nice … even comforting in a weird way! It did occur to me to wonder, though, if he might actually follow me to work, which is a bit of an alarming thought. And what if he waits for me at the end of the day, too, and follows me home? I discussed this with Denis, and he made the point that letting someone grope me once, or even a hundred times, does not entitle the groper to anything. I can call the police at any time, if the guy crosses the line into scary behaviour. And that’s a good point, and I feel a little better.
Anyway, work was pretty dull except that Denis asked to see my panties again in front of everyone. Of course I obliged, and I think it was even sexier than yesterday because this time I was wearing a long skirt and had to pull it up much more.
But that was the only erotic moment of my work day. I felt fuller and fuller as the day went on, but I knew I wasn’t going to have an accident. And when I got home, I managed to hold it in throughout the evening until I went to bed.
Thursday, 6th of November, 2008
Woke up feeling very full. Another accident day, yippee!! Then I ran Denis’s program:
Trousers: white, 28”
Panties: pale pink satin
NOOOOOOOO!!!!! Not the white trousers again! For a start, what a waste of my pretty pink satin panties! And my poor groper (I thought to myself) … he’ll be so disappointed!
I sort of hoped my groper would still grope me even though I was wearing trousers … but he didn’t! I don’t know whether it was just a coincidence and he wasn’t there today, or whether he was there and just pissed off because of my trousers, or what. But it was disappointing!
When I got to work, Neil was in his office, but apart from him, only Mickey was there. And when Mickey saw me, you’ll never believe what he said!!! He looked me up and down and said, “Booo-ring!!” (Okay that doesn’t look right, but I’m not sure how else to write “boring” so that it sounds as if it’s being said slowly, for emphasis.) But anyway, it was a bloody rude thing to say. What a wankstain Mickey is! I felt like slapping him, but I settled for just ignoring him.
I had my accident about an hour later. And Denis was a genius! As soon as I signalled to him that my poo was coming out, he jumped up and said, “Get your trousers off! If you stain them, you’ll have nothing to cover up the stain on your way home.” Or words to that effect. Which was true, of course, but that hadn’t stopped me from messing my panties inside these same trousers on my first day! I might have made that objection, but Denis was so commanding that my immediate reaction was to jump to my feet and start taking off my trousers. He does have that effect on me, heehee!
Having taken off my trousers, I looked to Denis for further instructions … knowing he would have some! My poo had actually stopped coming out, and was sandwiched between my buttocks. Denis told me to get on my hands and knees on the floor (not the desk this time … I suppose he thought it was too cluttered), and I did so. He made me spread my knees wide apart, and arch my back so that I was sticking my bottom up in the air with the crotch of my panties totally on display. I think this was the most humiliating and submissive position yet!
Even Neil came out to watch as I pushed out my poo into my panties in that vulnerable position. It was quite a solid poo, and I had to strain quite hard, leading to a bit of grunting on my part! It was all highly embarrassing!! Steve even took pictures of me! And of course they were all chatting about what an exhibitionist I am, and how I love showing off my panties, and filling them with poo in front of people! I got so horny, listening to them talk about me … I think if Denis had asked me to strip naked so he could fuck me right there in front of everyone, I’d have done it in a heartbeat!
But once I’d finished my poo, he helped me up, and it was all over. I was really quite disappointed! I went to the toilet and emptied my panties into a bag, then I cleaned myself up, and walked back to my desk (still in my dirty panties!) and put my trousers back on.
So maybe I could get used to having to wear trousers to work! Denis seems to have it all under control. By which I mean of course that he has ME under control! Which is the way I like it, heehee! (Okay, Denis, since I know you’ll be reading this, don’t get too full of yourself … there are of course limits!)
Anyway, after that little bit of excitement, nothing much else happened for the rest of the day. When I got home I weighed my poo and it was just over a kilo (about 2.3 lbs). Respectable but not huge, which didn’t surprise me because I actually held back a little when I had my accident, and I did that because I wanted to have another accident on Friday!
Friday, 7th of November, 2008
Woke up feeling very full again. Yay! Ran Denis’s program:
Dress: pink and pale yellow, 1”
Panties: pale pink satin
What a nice outfit for an accident! I love this dress … it was actually the first dress that I ever shortened for Denis, I think. It’s quite thin and flowy and floaty … really much more suitable for the summer, so I wore a pink jumper over the top to keep me warm. Unfortunately the dress tends to ride up underneath the jumper, so on the way to work this morning I had to keep tugging the dress down.
I felt SURE that my groper would be all over me today, but he didn’t show up! I was so disappointed! I am convinced he wasn’t there, because otherwise I don’t know how he would have been able to resist groping me in today’s outfit! So perhaps he wasn’t there yesterday either. I hope I haven’t seen the last of him… (Not that I’ve seen him at all!)
Anyway when I got to work, it was actually warm enough for me to take off my jumper. Boff loved my outfit … and … OH MY GOD!!! I couldn’t believe he did this, Arthur … bearing in mind he’s got a girlfriend… Well, I’ll just describe the situation. I was just chatting with Boff, and he was saying how nice my dress was … and then he said, “I think my favourite thing about it is how nice it makes your boobs look” … and he reached out and gave my right breast a squeeze!! Just totally offhand and casually, as if it was the most natural thing in the world!
I might have expected Mickey or Andy or Steve to grope me … but this was Boff! I was really quite shocked! He’s always so nice and funny and friendly, and I never thought he’d be the one, of all my colleagues, to take advantage of me. So I sort of stuttered a reply and then went quickly back to my desk. When Denis came in, I pulled him into the toilet and told him what Boff had done.
And Denis just laughed! Apparently, he had told Boff that I was fair game for groping, and that I would enjoy it! Well, it’s one thing if it’s some anonymous stranger that I don’t have to look in the eye, but it’s quite another if it’s a colleague! I was a bit upset at Denis for this, and we argued a bit.
But I suppose my heart wasn’t really in it, and I let him wear me down. Eventually he had me promising not only to let Boff grope me whenever he wanted, but also to go and apologise to Boff for having reacted badly to being groped! But as I was leaving the toilet, I panicked, and I begged Denis not to make me apologise to Boff. And he relented on that, thank goodness, though I imagine he’ll probably tell Boff that I won’t run away again, next time he gropes me. But I feel bad about this … it’s going to make life in the office uncomfortable, I think. I really wish he hadn’t offered me to Boff like that. Posing me in humiliating positions is one thing, but when it’s okay for my colleagues to touch me … where will that end?
So anyway, that sort of killed my mood for the rest of the morning. But as lunchtime approached, Boff came over and apologised to me for making me feel uncomfortable earlier. I knew what that meant of course. Then he asked if he could join me for lunch. I was surprised, but I said okay. Incidentally was feeling really very full by now, and had struggled to resist a couple of strong Urges already, but so far, no accident.
Boff and I went to the deli together (normally he eats sandwiches at his desk). As we walked, he told me that things were not going very well with his girlfriend, and that it looked like they were going to call it quits. He told me a little about her … she sounds a total headcase, if you ask me. Anyway, Boff also said that Denis had been encouraging him for days to grope me, convincing him that I would love it. He had been very troubled by my reaction and promised not to do it again.
I felt better, hearing that, and of course I told him that it was quite all right and that it really just caught me by surprise. So I don’t know whether Boff will try groping me again, but I suspect not. I saw another side of him today … a more serious, thoughtful side, which is an interesting contrast with his jokey, life-of-the-party side. I think I like him even more now!
Actually, I have to be honest, all that came out of a couple of different conversations that I had with Boff today. The reason we didn’t get to discuss all that at lunchtime was because just after we got there, I had my accident…
Oh Arthur, it was horrible! We were standing in the queue at the counter when it happened. I tried to hold it in, but soon realised it was coming out whether I liked it or not. The problem was, it was now my turn and I had to order! So I ordered, while my poo was sliding between my buttocks and making a bulge in my panties! I could smell it almost immediately, and Boff could too, because he stepped up close behind me to prevent anyone else from seeing the bulge that was inevitably about to appear beneath my minidress!
Unfortunately the girl behind the counter could smell it too, and she looked at me very suspiciously! As soon as I had got my order, I gave it to Boff and asked if he wouldn’t mind paying. By that time I had finished my poo, and it was really stinking the place up! Boff said he would pay, and I ran to the toilet. I’m sure lots of people saw my bulging panties! There were at least four people in the queue behind me and Boff, and probably ten or so customers at tables who would have been able to see me from where they were.
In the toilet, I measured my bulge … it was sagging 1.8 inches below my hemline. Quite a lot, really! It was a huge bulge … maybe not my biggest ever, but close! And I had done it in the deli, at the counter! I was so embarrassed, and I couldn’t imagine what the people in the deli would be thinking of me. I felt like I couldn’t face going back out there, but what choice did I have?
I emptied my panties out, had a quick wee, and then went back out, feeling very nervous! And as I feared, some of the customers were staring at me, but I very carefully avoided looking them in the eye. Fortunately Boff was a gentleman … he had got our orders to go, and so we took them back to the office with us.
Denis was kind of annoyed that I had had my accident away from the office, but he enjoyed hearing my description of the accident, and how everyone was staring at me when I emerged from the toilet. To make up for missing my accident, he had me crawling under Mickey’s desk, looking for a dropped pen that I am sure only existed in his imagination. Needless to say, Mickey, Boff, Robin, Andy, Steve, Denis, and even Austen gathered around to watch my panties as I looked for the imaginary pen. Fortunately my panties had escaped without a visible stain on the outside … satin is pretty good that way. But as I was crawling on my hands and elbows with my bottom sticking up, my little dress soon slid up around my middle, so Denis and his friends all had a perfect view of my panties-covered bottom … not that this was much of a novelty for them by now! And to humour them, I searched for that bloody pen for a ridiculously long time, until a couple of them started getting bored, and left! Hmmph … now I am offended!!! Haha, not really, it was probably about fifteen minutes, so I can’t really blame them! But guess who had left … yes, I’m sure you guessed Austen of course, but also Denis! But I suppose he gets to see my panties a lot more than the others anyway.
So that brings us to the end of the week. The rest of the afternoon was uneventful, no gropings on the way home, and my poo weighed 1.74 kg (3.83 lbs) … a new record! So that was kind of a good way to end the week.
Take care Arthur. I hope you enjoyed this … talk to you again this time next week!