A padded pup

So, I received an unexpected request via my Tumblr messages. I had been casually messaging him back and forth while I was clothes shopping when he said, “I dare you to potty in your pants.”

“I might be able to make that happen.”

“Really? Do it.”

About 15 minutes later, I messaged back.

“Okay. I think I can do it now.”

He was pretty eager. “Push it out.”

I stood in the restroom stall and easily released some firm, sticky lumps with little effort. The gentle crackling faded as the warmth settled in my seat.

I snapped a photo and sent it.

“Good. Now, push harder. I know you can do more.”

“But, what if someone notices?”

“Notices that what? You’re a big baby? Push. Harder.”

I sighed and bent my knees a bit. A slight push made a major movement.

Pfffffffttttbblarrrrfffff! Crackle pfffft!

I gasped as my bowels hastily voided themselves and piled a big, firm snake into my soft cotton seat. I couldn’t believe I was pooping in my underwear at the request of a stranger on Tumblr. I felt the heat of embarrassment as I reached back and felt the warm mound I just created.

I snapped another picture and sent it.

“Good boy. Was that so hard? I bet you feel a lot better. And that load is amazing. I love that you just completely defiled yourself on purpose like a shameful little boy!”