Katie's Accident in Art - Katie Has an Accident in Her Awkward Pose

From Create Your Own Story

Status
Condition Fine Apparel and Items: None
Day, Time Friday, Just Before Lunch
Need to Bathroom Really Bad!
Level of Humiliation None

Katie squirmed in her awkward position. She could hear the people behind her whispering and laughing. Her cheeks burned red with embarrassment. She groaned and squirmed as another wave of desperation overcame her, and she could feel her anus starting to open.

“Stop moving!” The teacher yelled when he caught her squirming.

“Please, I really need to go to-“ Katie began to argue, her cheeks still spread wide.

“No! If you get up from that pose, you will be sent to the principals office,” he stopped and thank for a moment, “as is!

Katie knew she couldn’t let that happen, so she would have to just hold out until the bell rang.

Her body was against her though, and she whined as she felt another wave of desperation hit her, but she kept in the same position, not wanting to get in trouble. Grunting quietly, she tried but failed to keep her asshole closed. She felt a hard turd begin to poke its way out and she knew it was fruitless. She ducked her head in embarrassment.

“Keep the pose.” Her teacher reminded harshly.

The hard piece of shit began to poke out more, and Katie could hear the people behind her begin to talk confusedly.

“Is she...pooping?!?!”

“I guess she really did have to go.”

Katie tried to tune them out and focus on keeping the poop inside her. It was fruitless though, as her colon began to slowly empty itself of all the hard poop within. She first began to grow a small tail as the fist turd poked its way out and fell to the ground. More and more snaked their way out of her, causing Katie to grunt over the horrible squishes and farts coming from her spread ass. When she was done, there was a large pile of shit below her and her bladder released itself too. Golden liquid streamed from Katie’s pussy, but she held the pose. After she had finished receiving herself, she didn’t know what to do. People were still talking excitedly and disgustedly around her, and she held the pose, not daring to look at anyone.

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