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female desperation story - wetting her jeans at the mall -ineed2pee

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Feb 2, 2008, 7:00:03 PM2/2/08
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Poop Desperation Story at Mall
Just a simple & fun female desperation & poop desperation story with 3
females in public setting!

From http://www.ineed2pee.com

It's Black Friday today, also known as the busiest shopping day of the
year in the USA, which means amazing sales and deals throughout all
the malls. I've been looking forward to this day for a long time and
so have my college girlfriends, plus we can get all our Christmas
shopping done in one shot and still have money left over for some new
clothes! The dorm was busy as all the girls were trying to get ready
to leave for the mall first thing in the morning. I had made a huge
pot of coffee for the three of us carpooling that morning, Sara, Candi
& I. I was so sleepy that I had to drink two large cups of coffee and
started to get ready. I chose a cute yellow fitted t-shirt, a short
sleeved terry hoodie in white and then my favorite pair of tight blue
Wrangler jeans that are a "skinny" jeans fit, meaning they tapered at
the ankles that are in style now & make me feel really sexy. Candi
also wore her skinny jeans in grey and Sara wore white athletic pants.
I put on my black boots & tucked the jeans into them. I wanted to use
the washroom for one last pee but our other roomate Nina was taking a
shower and locked the door. Screw it, I don't want to be late for the
sales so Candi, Sara & I grabbed our purses and rushed out the door. I
could already feel that my bladder was quite full from the coffee but
the mall isn't terribly far, maybe 20 minutes to get there? I called
shotgun and sat in the front while Candi drove. I drank some of
Candi's bottled water since you're supposed to drink 6-8 glasses of
water a day to keep healthy right? On the drive we talked about what
we were going to buy our families for Christmas and what we wanted to
buy for ourselves too. My jeans were so tight that it was hard to sit
upright so I have to sit kind of leaning back, plus my bladder was
filling up fast during the drive, I wish Candi would drive faster but
she drives like a cautious old granny. Closer to the mall I look over
and notice Candi rubbing her stomach and looking worried. "Are you
feeling ok?" I ask. "Not really, my stomach hurts and it's making
weird grumbling noises" she replied as she kept rubbing & driving. "Oh
my god, it feels like I have to poop soon, you know when your lower
tummy feels achy?" All of a sudden Candi lets out a huge fart and
looks horrified. PeeYew! It quickly stunk up the whole car and I had
to roll down my windows; it definately wasn't a normal fart, it
smelled very ripe and like bad poop. "HAHA, did you just shit your
jeans Candi?" I said. Candi did not look happy at all & her worried
look slowly turned to horror, " Shit, I think I really need to poo
right now! My stomach really really hurts now." " Ok, we're almost
there, just pull into the upper parking lot, there's usually more
spaces there."

But I was dead wrong, the parking lot was PACKED full of early morning
shoppa-holics wanting to get a deal. We coudn't see any available
parking spaces nearby, or at all. My bladder was very full at this
point and my leather belt was pushing into my bladder making the
depseration even worse. i gave my bladder a quick nudge and it was
VERY full. I cupped it with my hand and crossed my legs, hoping that
my friends weren't noticing my dilemma & concern. We circled the
parking lot for about 10 minutes trying to find a spot but we
eventually had to go to the far parking lot and found one space open
and it was NOT close to the mall, we'd have to walk the distance of
both parking lots before getting into the mall doors. As Candi pulled
into the space she was starting to sweat and breath heavily in short
quick beaths with a very worried look on her face. "Are you going to
make it?" " I better make it, I really need to shit, my stomach has
never hurt this much before. I bet it's your horrible Sloppy Joes that
youcooked last night!" she joked. " NO way! I don't need to shit, but
I do kind of have to pee" I admitted while still cupping my poor
bladder.

As I got out of the car the need to pee got worse when I stood up, a
LOT WORSE as I had to quickly press my thighs together (just in case).
As we were walking towards the mall entrance Candi suddenly stopped in
her tracks and placed her hand on her butt "Oh no, please don't let me
shit my jeans right here! I've got to keep it in..." "Oh dear, do you
have diarrhea or just a regular poop?" I inquired. Candi had her eyes
squinted shut and biting her lower lip " I have diarrhea... some almost
came out in my panties just now and it feels like my bowels are doing
cartwheels in my tummy. I think I have to fart too but I can't tell if
it's just a fart or if it's more than that." I knew the feeling well
as I've had diarrhea attacks before, always at the worst times like at
work or in public, which is horrible since everyone else in the public
bathroom can hear your runny poop splashing out of you. " It's ok,
just keep holding on Candi! If it makes you feel any better I really
have to fucking pee. I almost pissed my tight jeans getting out of the
car" I held her right arm as I comforted her, but I had to cross my
denim clad legs tightly breathe deeply and slowly to try and calm my
bladder. I pulled Candi forward to get her walking again, "you'll make
it, the bathrooms aren't too far in the mall..." I really didn't know,
but I just said that to make her feel better. Candi straigtened up and
walked slow baby steps towards the doors; I felt better since small
baby steps was all I could manage as well, I didn't want ot jiggle my
bladder too much since it felt like my piss was right on the edge of
escaping into my panties. I grabbed my belt and pulled my skintight
jeans up tightly around my crotch, hoping that the extra pressure
there would stop any pee from leaking out, and also so my belt wasn't
pushing into my overfull bladder. We finally reached the doors and
Candi was looking very pained but we went inside. Nina trailed along
watching us in amusement and yapping about shopping still. The mall
map was right inside the doors so we crowded around it to try and find
the bathrooms, I had to keep my legs tightly crossed while we looked
depserately. "There it is!" Nina pointed at the universal man/woman
bathroom signs, "it's right by the food court upstairs." We all
groaned since it was all the way down the length of the mall and then
up the escalators and my poor bladder was going to burst! We must have
looked like quite a site, I've got my skintight 80's jeans pulled up
tight which I'm sure gave me a cameltoe and Candi was walking beside
me with one hand rubbing her tummy and another hand holding the back
of her jeans waitband while hobbling half bent over. We were both
taking small light steps as not to jiggle our bladder and bowels too
much. Halfway down the mall a spurt of hot piss squirted out before I
knew what happened and I gasped while stopping dead in my tracks and
pulling my waist band up tight to stop the flow. I could feel the
spurt wet my white cotton panties at the crotch. "oh shit, help help,
I just pissed a bit. I'm serious, I almost totally peed my jeans just
now." I looked around and a few girls walking by noticed me and
giggled. "Is there a wet spot on my crotch?" Candi looked down and her
mouth formed an "O". "yeah, it's not too bad though, just keep your
legs tight together and you can't notice it." I was nervous about
continueing to walk further since I didn't want any more piss to come
out but I realised we weren't getting to the bathrooms any faster by
standing there.

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Every step I took forward made my bladder jiggle, it took a lot of
concentration and clenching my muscles to not let any more pee out. At
that point I had one hand cupping my bladder and the other hand was
holding my purse in front of me so people wouldn't notice my wet
crotch on my light blue skintight jeans. We made it to the escalators
and Candi stood in front of me. I noticed her tight jeans were pulled
up all the way, kind of going up between her ass cheeks and giving her
a very visible panty line. I also noticed that she was clenching and
unclenching her ass cheeks very rapidly, I guess she was doing all she
could to hold in her liquid diarrhea not to mess her pants. The mall
was packed and people were moving quickly passed us. As I stepped off
the escalator another spurt of piss came out, I was so unprepared for
it that I stumbled on the last step as I reached down to grab my crotc
to stop it. This spurt was a lot larger since I was slow to stop it
and I could feel the hot liquid soaking through my jeans crotch,
making a wet spot a couple of inches around. Candi was in front of me
yelling at me to hurry up; she was standing straight up with one hand
hovering over her butt. " Fuck, slow down! I almost lost it right
here!" as I rushed over to join her. As we were trying our best to get
to the toilets Candi confided " I almost shit my jeans on the
escalator. My bowels are convulsing and it really hurts. I can feel
the liquid poop right at the opening, like right now!!! I can't shit
my jeans here, I'll die!" I could feel more piss leaking out into my
panties and jeans but I kept walking in tight steps and pulled up
jeans seams up tightly as I could. The faint aroma of pent up piss
wafted up to my nostrils & I groaned. We stumbled through the doors of
the Ladies bathroom & to our shock and horror there was a small line
up of about 6 people for 3 stalls. Candi stopped dead again and I
heard a small squeeker of a fart escape from her. She immediately
pressed her hand to her butt with a pained look on her face, "Oh shit,
I think a little bit just came out in my panties, it feels wet between
my butt cheeks!!" I could smell a faint trace of what seemed to be
nasty diarrhea fart or maybe Candi really did shit herself I little
bit, how embaressing! At least I don't have bad diarrhea now, I'd be
so upset I'd cry.

"Go ahead of me, you have to go worse than me!" I said. By that time
it was only 4 people left, but there was a mother with a young girl
and two seniors ahead of us and they usually take a longer time than
say, Candi, who's shit would no doubtedly explode & stream loundly
into the toilet water the second her ass cheeks touched the toilet
seat. At this point I was unashamedly grabbing my waistband both front
and back and pulling them up to reveal my piss soaked cameltoe crotch
while crossing my legs right over tightly while bending slightly
forward, I didn't care anymore, it was just ladies in the bathroom &
I'd rather look stupid now and walk out with dry jeans than loose
control and half to walk out with soaking wet jeans. The aniticipation
of the toilets so close was making my bladder convulse, constrict and
relax all at once. I'm sure a lot of it is mental, knowing that very
soon I could relax all my muscles and let it all out with a big sigh.
The next girl to go into a stall was our age and apparently extremely
desperate as well; she was wearing tight white jeans & I could see her
panty line through it. She was very fidgetty and kept hopping from one
foot to another while keeping one hand in front of her crotch. Finally
an old lady hobbled out of a stall slowly, fumbling with her packages
& purse. The girl our age in white jeans gasped and dove forward into
the stall, slamming the door behind her. I could see her purse & bags
fall to the floor under the doorway and within seconds I could hear
her pee gushing loudly into the toilet, making quite a splash! She was
sighing loudly and almost panting with relief as it hissed out of her;
she must've been holding it for a long time too! The noise of her pee
hitting the toilet must have relaxed my mind and bladder, all of a
sudden my breathing quickened and I felt dizzy, my bladder was
squeezing itself and my hot pent up pee started streaming out!! My
denim jeans were pulled up so tightly to my crotch that the powerful
stream of piss gushed right through my thin panties and straight
through the seams & crotch of my jeans instead of running down my
legs. I looked down & could see the stream coming out from the crotch
and then soaking around the denim quickly. I gasped loudly, my heart
beating a mile a minute and closed my eyes in shame as the yellow
liquid streamed down my legs, soaking all the way down my skintight
jeans and filling my high heel boots, I couldn't stop it, it just kept
coming and coming out like a waterfall, my bladder just squeezing it
all out." No No No, it's coming out!! I can't stop it!" It felt like I
stood there for a full minute soaking my jeans fully & when I opened
my eyes I saw three women coming out of the stall simutaneously and
looking at me in shock while I stood there in my pissed in jeans and a
puddle of urine at my feet. Candi pushed past me as soon as she saw
the empty stall, struggling to pull down her skin tight jeans as she
stood in front of the toilet with one hand & the other hand was still
holding her butt cheeks together. She couldn't even close & lock the
bathroom door before she wiggled her denim down far enough to start
sitting on the toilet. I swear, the second her ass hit the toilets I
could hear her liquid poop streaming out with wet farts and hitting
the toilet water below. Candi gasped and clutched her stomach but the
look of relief on her face was priceless. She sat there releasing wet
diarrhea mixed with loud wet farts "ppplllbbt!! splash, plop plop" for
what seemed like eternity.

I looked over at the counter mirrors and saw that my nice light blue
Wranglers were now dark blue from the hips down, both front and back,
they were totally soaking wet & smelly! Candi exclaimed as she was
wiping her rear end "fuck! there is some shit on my panties, some of
it did come out!" There was a big smear of liquid poo in her nice
white cotton panties and she tried her best to use toilet paper to
wipe it up, but it just made it smear more & made the stain bigger.
Candi pulled her dirty panties on and wiggled her hips to pull up her
skin tight skinny jeans again. There was no evidence of her
desperation unlike my predicatment. "Oh wow, I almost didn't make it
there & shit my pants in front of the whole mall!! It was starting to
slide out right before we got to the toilets but I stopped by
clenching my cheeks together with all my might!"

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