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Alyssa smiled to herself as she unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall down her legs. Tugging her panties upwards tightly so that they were snug against her, she sat down on the toilet, unable to suppress a shiver of delight. She could hear the commotion outside the bathroom lessening as her classmates scurried into their classrooms.
"Mmm..." she hummed to herself, arching her back slightly. It was her last class of the day but she was unable to wait until she got home. She licked her lips, brushing a few stray locks of shiny red hair out of her face.
Already her panties felt wet. In fact, she was getting more turned on by the second. Just when she was about to start pushing, she paused. Inspiration had struck her. Since everyone was now in class she didn't need to hide in the toilet stall. She could go right up to the counter and watch closely in the mirror as she pooed her pretty pink panties.
Of course, it was a bit risky. Standing out in the open in the middle of a school bathroom and messing her panties was quite dangerous, after all, but the idea of it was turning her on. Alyssa wasn't worried though, or at least, that wasn't her biggest concern. She knew she was going to shit herself, right in this bathroom. It was afterwards that worried her. Sure, she could just flush her panties or toss them in the trash, but that was no fun. What was the point in making a nice, warm, sticky load in her cute panties if she was just going to get rid of them a few moments later?
'Oh well,' she thought to herself with a grin. She had to crap now and wasn't about to it in the toilet. She could deal with the consequences once she had properly ruined her underwear.
Eyeing her cute butt in the bathroom mirror she began to push, and was immediately rewarded. Her panties had began to slowly stretch outwards as soon as she began pushing. She couldn't help but moan loudly, enjoying the soft, wet crackling sound as more and more hot, mushy crap squished into her panties.
"Oh fuck yes," Alyssa hummed to herself, beginning to chew softly on her lower lip as her face pinkened.
Suddenly, the bathroom door opened and a girl walked in.
"Oh my god!" the girl said with a gasp, her hand flying to her mouth as she immediately fixated her gaze on Alyssa's butt. Alyssa merely smiled to herself. Reaching a hand around to her ass she began to lovingly caress the gooey mess through her panties.
"Oh yeah," she moaned dramatically, continuing to crap herself more and more. Once she was satisfied that she had completely emptied herself into her panties, she turned around and looked the intruding girl in the eyes.
"That felt SO good," she said with a grin, before swiftly walking out of the bathroom and closing the door behind her, feeling the other girl's eyes glued to her ass the entire way.
Alyssa confidently strode down the hall, her skirt still in the bathroom. Her soiled pink undies were on full display, and it was plainly obvious with just a quick glance that she had thoroughly crapped in her panties.
Opening the classroom door, she walked quickly into her class. All eyes were immediately on her crap-laden panties as she slowly walked to the front of the class, bending over across the teacher's desk so that the entire classroom had a perfect view of her butt. Reaching behind herself she cupped her excellent mess through her panties for a moment before squishing it up against her ass. She licked her lips, delirious with desire and -
- Sat up suddenly, panting. Her round, perky breasts were heaving along with her chest as she panted. She shivered lightly as a cool morning breeze blew through her bedroom window and across her naked, sweat soaked chest. She licked her lips, continuing to pant for a few more moments and collecting herself.
'Wow, that was some dream,' she thought to herself. It had been very vivid. All of the details and sensations of the dream seemed to be stuck clearly in her head, unlike most other dreams she had ever had. Finally feeling the wetness between her legs, she gasped lightly. Her panties felt completely soaked. Looking down at her lap, she realized that they must have been quite wet indeed. Her bed sheets were apparently quite wet as well, judging by the way they were glued to her crotch and the inside of her thighs.
Alyssa bit her lip gently as she slowly peeled the top sheet off of herself, tossing it casually to the foot of her bed. She had obviously enjoyed the dream quite a lot, though the idea of crapping in her panties was disgusting. And messy. And wrong...
She paused for a moment as a soft jolt of arousal sparked through her body. Shaking her head, she slowly stood up out of bed. Obviously her mind had been a bit clouded, having just awoken. There was no way she was getting hot at the idea of going in her panties. Chewing gently on her lip, she glanced at her reflection in her full length mirror. She was completely naked except for her plain pink bikini panties. She had apparently had an orgasm in her sleep judging by how obviously wet the pink cotton between her legs was.
Suddenly she felt a cramp in her abdomen. Moaning for a second, she wrapped her arms around her body. Suddenly her dream made more sense. She had been quite horny (which was not at all unusual - in fact, it was quite common these days) when falling asleep, or maybe from another dream she had had and couldn`t remember. And then she had had to go to the bathroom quite badly. Naturally, her dream had combined those two things.
Satisfied with her rationalization, she crossed her room and opened the door, realizing that she needed to use the bathroom quite badly. It was only 6 AM on Saturday morning, so she knew her parents would be sound asleep for at least a few more hours. Otherwise she wouldn't be walking down the hallway wearing a pair of wet panties and nothing else, of course.
Not that she was at all prudish when it came to what she wore. It was actually the opposite that was true. She was often seen wearing the bare minimum of clothing. Around the house she liked to wear just her bra and panties, and she even went topless when her daddy wasn't around. Around school, miniskirts were her attire of choice, along with a tight top. She rarely wore a bra, enjoying how open and naked it made her feel. Not that she needed one anyways though. Her breasts, though on the small side, seemed to be unaware that gravity existed, happily staying perfectly round and perky in anything she wore.
Stepping through the doorway into the bathroom, Alyssa quickly closed and locked the door behind her, flicking the light switch on with her other hand. Unable to resist, she glanced at herself in the bathroom mirror, drinking in the sight. She was good on the eyes, she had to admit to herself. She was on the skinny side but her body still held a very feminine shape. Her face was very pretty, framed nicely by her shoulder length red hair. Her skin was pale white and it appeared to be flawless, smooth and creamy all over.
She smiled as her eyes reached her panties. Just the sight of her in her panties and nothing else would drive half her school crazy, she knew. Never mind the fact that they were dripping wet...
Turning around, she focused on her butt for a moment. Like the rest of her it wasn't very large but it seemed perfectly round - or at least, no one could say it wasn't nicely shaped. The wet pink cotton of her underwear was hugging her butt tightly, almost like a second skin, leaving nothing to the imagination.
Walking over to the toilet, (with her eyes lingering on her butt the whole way, until she walked out of the mirror), she slowly began to peel her underwear off, enjoying the way it separated stickily from her soft skin. She shaved her pussy smooth frequently, loving the feeling of exposure and nakedness that only a perfectly hairless vagina could provide.
Letting her panties slide down her legs to the cold tile floor, she tried to relax. Feeling like she had a huge load of crap inside her, she knew that she didn't even need to push for it to come out, just to relax. But after several seconds had passed, she began to chew on her lip. Alyssa couldn't stop thinking about her dream, thinking about what it had been like to crap in her panties instead of the toilet. And despite her earlier rationalization, the idea was making her hot.
Continuing to chew her lip, though now with a small grin on her face, she stood up off the toilet. Quickly sliding her panties back up her legs, she made her way over to the bathroom counter and bent over across it. Her heart was beating swiftly and she briefly wondered if she was dreaming again as she was feeling rather light-headed.
'No, you're not dreaming,' she said to herself. 'You're very much awake, and you're bent over the bathroom counter instead of sitting on the toilet, and you're about to take a big messy crap!'
She gulped, feeling dizzy. She didn't even remember consciously deciding to get off the toilet. She had just been seated on it, and before she knew what she was doing, her panties were back on and she was bent over the counter instead.
'Well, you know what you're doing now,' she reasoned with herself, 'so get back on the toilet!'
She remained still, frozen in place, her heart still beating extremely fast. She gazed at the toilet for a few seconds, finally smiling wickedly to herself. Arching her back slightly she thrust her butt outwards a bit more. The idea of crapping in her panties was naughty and nasty and disgusting, and just thinking about it was turning her on so much that she couldn't move from the spot.
"Oh god, I'm going to crap in my panties," she said, this time out loud. It was as though her mind had finally caught up with what her body wanted to do. A small part of her mind kept shouting at her to plant her pretty ass back down on the toilet seat, but with each passing second that small part of her mind was feeling more and more insignificant, until she was sure that she wanted to shit in her panties. The thought alone of doing it had turned her on more than anything else in her life.
Slowly, she relaxed. This time, her body was happy to oblige, and there was a light crackling sound, just like in her dream. Accompanying it was the distinct feeling of her panties growing tighter as they tented outwards slightly - a feeling that sent perverse jolts of pleasure through her slender body.
Moaning loudly, she reached back with her hand. The slight amount of poo she had pushed into her underwear felt wet and sticky, but it was thick enough to make a small bulge in the pink cotton.
"Oh yeah," she whispered to herself in delight as she gave s light push. More gooey crap quickly slid into her panties. Her fingers felt the seat of her underwear bulge outwards a couple inches.
"Oh god yeah," she whispered again, louder this time. The feeling of her panties growing tighter as she filled them with more filthy crap was delightful. The wet, crackling sound was louder this time. She was beginning to love it already.
Alyssa began panting, her heart continuing to flutter madly. She was feeling rather dizzy from arousal. Her stomach was feeling a bit sick at the obscene act she was carrying out, and, looking at the toilet, she was mildly repulsed for a moment. Chewing on her lower lip, she considered it for a moment.
'The toilet is right there and you're standing right beside it, not even trying to go in it, going in your panties instead!'
Licking her lips, Alyssa moaned in pleasure.
'God, what a turn-on!' she thought to herself, absolutely loving how wrong it felt. Unable to hold on any more, she pushed again, and this time she felt a large amount of crap slide out of her and into her cotton underwear.
"Mmmmm..." she moaned loudly to herself. She laid still for a moment, measuring the size of the bulge with her hand. Her panties had only bulged outwards about three inches, but her wonderfully filthy load had spread around inside her panties. Her mess had spread from slightly in between her legs to about halfway up her butt, an area slightly larger than her hand.
Removing her hand from her butt she stood up, panting. Turning around she gazed at the messy seat of her panties in the mirror. She immediately moaned in delight at the sight. Her crap certainly felt soft and wet, but it was thick enough to make a very noticeable bulge against her ass and she could tell it would all stay inside her underwear.
"Oh yeah," she moaned loudly to herself, continuing to stare at her ass in the mirror. She could barely believe that she had just bent over and taken a crap right in her panties, and on purpose no less! It felt so wrong... and so good. She smiled, feeling herself growing wetter by the second. Her hand had begun idly stroking her pussy through her underwear, before she had even thought of getting herself off.
Smiling to herself again, Alyssa walked over to the bathroom door and opened it slowly. She paused in the open doorway, her round breasts heaving slowly as she panted. It was scary, standing out in the open, dressed in nothing but a pair of shit filled panties. Her parents could wake up at any moment and catch her. Yet the risk of getting caught with panties full of crap made her even hornier, and caused her heartbeat to increase again.
Quickly deciding that it was worth the risk, she made her way downstairs to the kitchen. Each step she took down the stairs caused the pink cotton of her underwear to smear her soft crap against the creamy white flesh of her round butt, and she had to bite her lip to stop herself from moaning loudly.
Now standing before the kitchen table, she cupped her pussy through her underwear, slowly licking her lips. The kitchen was quite bright and open, with several full length windows opening it to the back yard. There was almost no chance that anyone would be able to see her, but she was left feeling incredibly exposed. Which was exactly what she wanted.
Climbing up onto the kitchen table the pretty teenager didn't even bother to hold back a moan this time, loving the sensation of warm poo smearing against her milky skin. Now on her hands and knees on the table she arched her back, thrusting her delicious butt out prominently. Hornier than she had ever been in her life she quickly plunged her right hand into her wet panties, sliding a pair of fingers into the soft, wet flesh of her pussy. Unable to help herself she began to gasp and moan in delight, her intense hand movements causing her panties to softly squish her sticky mess against her ass.
Kneeling up off the table, though still keeping her back arched and her butt pointed out prominently, she began to massage her breast in her free hand. Raising her hand to her face, she licked her fingers. Bringing them back down to her breast the redheaded girl slowly painted her light pink nipple with saliva, causing it to feel cold against the air. Repeating this treatment for her other breast she began to rub her clit with her thumb, her two fingers still sliding in and out of her slick channel. She alternated between her round breasts for a few minutes, tweaking her nipples and massaging the soft mounds.
Feeling her orgasm approaching she let her hand drop from her breasts and brought it to her butt, cupping her shitty mess.
"Oh god yes," she cried loudly, enjoying herself too much to worry about being quiet. She didn't squish her crap against her butt yet, content to just feel it with her hand. Just knowing that she had filled her panties with a soft, creamy load of crap was driving her crazy with desire.
Suddenly she froze, eyes wide. She had just heard a door close upstairs, and she could hear footsteps coming down the stairs. She pouted for a moment, knowing that she had only been seconds away from an undoubtedly mind blowing orgasm, but quickly she hopped off the table. She cupped her left breast with her right hand, covering the right one with her arm, and brought her left hand to hide her soaked crotch. She moaned quietly, realizing that her hand was coated with her sticky arousal and that she had now smeared it all over her breast. A second later her father walked into the kitchen.
"Good morning," he mumbled to her with a yawn, quickly making his way to the coffee machine. His daughter just stood there dumbly for a minute, facing him, covering her nakedness.
Alyssa considered herself very lucky that her father was not a morning person. She could definitely smell both her crap and sex on the air, and while her hand was deftly hiding the soaked pink cotton that was glued to her smooth pussy, some of her sticky arousal was dripping down the inside of her luscious thighs. Somehow, her father had not noticed any of this. He had glanced at her briefly when he entered the room, but the sight of his little girl underdressed was not exactly new to him.
"Morning," she mumbled to him, deciding to leave the room before he noticed anything. She was shaking lightly, her heart nearly beating out of her chest. Just as she was walking through the doorway to leave the kitchen, he called out to her again.
"Are you okay, sweetie?" he asked her across the room, and she froze immediately. Her back was turned to him and he would be able to see her shit filled underwear perfectly from where he was standing. She tensed up, unable to speak. After a few seconds she looked over her shoulder, terrified that she would see her father's horrified gaze looking back at her. She exhaled softly and felt her body relax a bit, seeing that he was still fixated on making his morning coffee.
"What do you mean?" she said softly, almost losing her balance with dizziness. She knew she should be turning around, hiding her butt from view, but part of her didn't want to. Part of her wanted to reach back and feel her crap filled undies some more, right in plain sight of another person. Feeling her stomach dropping, she dropped her hand from her now sticky breast and slid it down her butt, once again cupping her wonderful mess.
Alyssa couldn't believe how much of a turn on it was to do that. She had to try quite hard to not just drop to the floor and make herself cum loudly at that exact moment.
"I mean, you're up a bit early," he said softly, almost finished with his coffee. "Would you like me to make you some breakfast?" he asked, yawning again.
"Um... yes please," she said to him. "I'm just going to go get changed quickly," she said, finally regaining the ability to move her legs and walking out of the room.
Closing her bedroom door behind her, she leaned against it, careful not to disturb her messy butt. She was hyperventilating, her tongue darting between her pink lips to constantly moisten them. She was shocked that she had come so close to being caught, but it was such a huge turn on that she almost didn't care about the consequences. Wanting to savour the moment she grabbed her silver digital camera off her desk. Posing in front of her mirror she snapped a picture of herself, capturing her naked breasts and dripping panties to digital memory. Turning around, she bent over, looking back and smiling naughtily. She snapped a picture of her poo filled panties, the look on her face leaving no doubt that it was no accident and she was quite enjoying herself.
Turning around again she stood up straight and slowly slid the front of her panties down. She quickly snapped several pictures of the wonderful sight before her: Her pussy, soaking wet and completely hairless, was revealed. A thin strand of her sticky cum was stretched between her glistening lips and her soaked panties, which were pulled down far enough to reveal some of the light brown crap between her legs.
Pulling her panties back up, she smiled happily to herself, snapping a few more pictures and striking a few more poses. She quite loved the idea of having pictures of her debased, sordid actions on her camera's memory. Having clear evidence of how much she was turned on by having a load of crap in her panties made it even more enjoyable. And though she knew her computer was perfectly secure, she shivered at the idea of the images being passed around by her schoolmates, or posted on the internet for all to see.
Satisfied for the moment she slid her hand back into her panties, slowly fingering herself again. There was no time to get off properly now, since her dad was waiting for her downstairs, but she couldn't resist a few quick seconds of pleasure.
Hearing her dad call up to her, she smiled dirtily to herself. She quickly grabbed a light pink bra out of her closet and fastened it on, then slid a short denim miniskirt up her legs and zipped it up. She looked at herself in the mirror with a grin. Her poopy panties weren't quite visible with the skirt on - not unless she bent over a bit anyways. She didn't know if she could hide the smell of her mess, but the alternative - cleaning up and putting on a clean pair of panties - was completely unacceptable, so she decided to risk it.
She made her way back into the kitchen, smiling at her dad. The smell of bacon and eggs was quite heavy in the air, and she hoped it would mask the smell of her poo. Accepting a plate of the food from her father with a happy 'thank you', she set it down on the counter opposite where he was standing and bent over slightly, starting to eat. Scooping a forkful of scrambled eggs into her mouth, she reached back with her free hand, investigating. Bent over as she was her mess was a bit lower than the hemline of her skirt, but her dad would not be able to see it while he was standing up.
Her dad had apparently taken cue from her and didn't bother to sit down at the table, instead eating his meal off of the counter too. They made idle small talk, finishing their meals quickly. Alyssa didn't have the nerve to try anything especially daring, but she was plenty turned on just standing so near someone with her panties full. Once she was finished she put her dishes in the sink before hugging her dad quickly, giving him a kiss on the cheek and a 'thank you'.
She rushed out of the kitchen and into her room, closing the door behind her. Not bothering to lock it she pulled her clothes off, tossing her skirt and bra across her room haphazardly. Once again dressed only in her soiled panties she grinned happily to herself, making her way to her desk. Turning her back to it she put her palms on the edge, standing up on the tip of her toes.
'Oh god, I'm really going to do this,' she thought to herself, her face flushed with delight as her heart beat in her chest like that of a hummingbird.
'I really AM doing this, and god do I love it,' she thought happily before slowly lowering herself onto the desk. Finally feeling her butt press against the hard surface, she gasped loudly.
"Oh fuck," she moaned, her soft poo squishing all over her butt. "Oh fuck yes," she gasped, quickly sliding her hand back into the front of her panties. Slowly she leaned back, feeling more and more of her creamy filth squishing between the pink cotton of her underwear and her soft, silky skin. Quickly she began sliding a pair of fingers into her juicy pussy, again rubbing her clit with her thumb. Unable to resist she started grinding her hips back and forth, ruining her panties more and more.
The wet, sticky noise made by her milky skin smearing her gooey load into the cotton of her underwear was music to her ears. She was surprised to hear the sound of rustling, crackling paper along with it. She quickly realized that she was grinding her butt against her homework, wrinkling the papers and no doubt smearing them with the small amount of poo that had squished out of the legs of her panties. She only grinned, moaning happily as she raised her free hand to her breasts to massage the soft flesh, rapidly sliding her fingers into and out of her slick cunt faster and faster. This was the best moment of her life, and if it meant ruining a bit of homework in the process, well, big fucking deal.
Inhaling deeply she moaned. The smell of her filthy mess was heavy on the air, and it made her a bit sick to the stomach, turning her on even more. Feeling her orgasm approach she reached for a pair of panties that she had left lying on her desk. Balling them up she stuffed them in her mouth, muffling her cries. It wouldn't do any good to scream so loud the neighbours could hear her, after all.
Throwing her head back and arching her back, she stifled a loud scream as her climax hit. The sound of her messy panties grinding against the desk, and of her fingers squishing into and out of her juicy vagina, and the feeling of the soft, warm crap all over her butt, and the depraved knowledge that her panties were full of shit and she was getting off on it, and many other thoughts and feelings all collapsed in on her, then it all exploded outwards again. She lost control of her body, lucky to have the foresight to stop the scream of pure ecstasy that was trying to escape from her throat. Her pussy gushed into her filthy pink panties and she began panting heavily, trying for air as beads of sweat dripped down her slim body.
After a few minutes she regained her senses. Spitting her panty gag out, she quickly realized that she was sitting on a desk in a pair of very messy panties. She stood up to survey the damage. The seat of her panties was heavily stained with the golden brown colour of her crap and it was glued tightly to her shapely butt. Her homework was smeared with poo, and combined with that her rather wet orgasm right on top of it had completely ruined it. She found that she didn't mind at all, absolutely loving the complete mess she had made. Feeling entirely drained of energy she considered having a shower to clean up, but decided against it. Instead she slipped her miniskirt back on and climbed into bed, not wanting to stain her sheets.
Deciding immediately that she was never going to crap in a toilet again, she slowly drifted off to sleep with a blissful smile on her face, already deciding which pair of panties to crap in next.