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>Marisa took a deep breath of the fresh air in her home. Her bowels felt tight. She could feel the gentle pressure of her fecal matter pressing against her anus, still in the rectum. The edges of her diaper had a shiny appearance with smooth bumpy lines perpendicular to the hem, but felt rough and dug into her slightly. The cloth was slightly rough and soft, like wool. It fit snugly around her buttocks and perineum, though it was uncomfortable.
>Marisa, feeling the pressure rise, rushed out of her study. She came to the door and struggled with it as in her panic she forgot which way it opened. Her heart began to race as she got it open. Marisa then struggled through the cluttered hallway and shop area, aiming through the entrance. She had to get out of her magic shop and into the outhouse as fast as she could without knocking anything over, and consequently looked like a penguin trying to compete in an olympic footrace.
>She rushed out of her shop, into the radiant green of the forest outside. The pressure in her bowels mounted. She ran outside and turned around around, looking for the toilet. But as she ran every step worsened her continence, inched her closer to failure. Finally, she saw the outhouse. Reimu had just dropped by but there was no time to talk. Marisa sprinted full speed towards the latrine, running like the wind
>and tripped on a tree root. Her momentum sent her flying. With the shock and panic, her anus began to leak. Marisa then crashed onto the ground, slamming right on her stomach, and that’s when she was done for. As an agonizing blow was dealt to her abdomen, she curled in pain and her bowels began to evacuate themselves. The sensation of tightness in her anus reached its painful yet relieving zenith as it stretched from emptying its contents, then felt only soreness and relief once it finished. Marisa simply laid on the ground defeated, curled up in a fetal position. She was too tired to cry and could only groan. She had just shat herself in front of her best friend. She was mortified. But despite her anxieties, Reimu would be by her side, through thick and thin.
>Marisa, feeling the pressure rise, rushed out of her study. She came to the door and struggled with it as in her panic she forgot which way it opened. Her heart began to race as she got it open. Marisa then struggled through the cluttered hallway and shop area, aiming through the entrance. She had to get out of her magic shop and into the outhouse as fast as she could without knocking anything over, and consequently looked like a penguin trying to compete in an olympic footrace.
>She rushed out of her shop, into the radiant green of the forest outside. The pressure in her bowels mounted. She ran outside and turned around around, looking for the toilet. But as she ran every step worsened her continence, inched her closer to failure. Finally, she saw the outhouse. Reimu had just dropped by but there was no time to talk. Marisa sprinted full speed towards the latrine, running like the wind
>and tripped on a tree root. Her momentum sent her flying. With the shock and panic, her anus began to leak. Marisa then crashed onto the ground, slamming right on her stomach, and that’s when she was done for. As an agonizing blow was dealt to her abdomen, she curled in pain and her bowels began to evacuate themselves. The sensation of tightness in her anus reached its painful yet relieving zenith as it stretched from emptying its contents, then felt only soreness and relief once it finished. Marisa simply laid on the ground defeated, curled up in a fetal position. She was too tired to cry and could only groan. She had just shat herself in front of her best friend. She was mortified. But despite her anxieties, Reimu would be by her side, through thick and thin.
7/3/2025, 1:17:52 AM
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Please do not slander me online, thank you!
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