witchy
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I was going to write this last night but I was too embarrassed.
Last night, me and Wifey took Sam (Dog) out for a walk.
We have a Country Park just a stone throw away from us so that's our normal route. We had just gotten to the edge of the park and I had a feeling in my gut as if a large balloon was expanding and pressing down into my colon.
I needed a shit, and I needed it badly.
I broke into a cold sweat and I knew it had to come then and there. I jumped behind a small bush and dropped my jeans.
"TOILET PAPER" I thought, "****, NO TOILET PAPER!"
I then grabbed the seam of my boxers and started tearing them to pieces, after one or two desperate yanks I tore them from my crotch, sat down and the motherload shot from my arse.
Ahhh, the relief, superb. Cold sweat dissapated everything was good.
Then reality hit me. I was 10 feet away from a busy road, hiding behind a baldy winter bush which provided **** all cover. I was crouched down with a pile of shite under my bum.
I was mortified, I hurriedly wiped my bum with the boxers and threw them away.
As I was walking away I realised that I had pissed into the crotch of my jeans.
The crotch and both legs were saturated in piss and much darker than the dry parts.
In the meantime the Wife had ran away laughing her head off, she actually threw up as she was laughing so hard.
I hate Dogs.
Last night, me and Wifey took Sam (Dog) out for a walk.
We have a Country Park just a stone throw away from us so that's our normal route. We had just gotten to the edge of the park and I had a feeling in my gut as if a large balloon was expanding and pressing down into my colon.
I needed a shit, and I needed it badly.
I broke into a cold sweat and I knew it had to come then and there. I jumped behind a small bush and dropped my jeans.
"TOILET PAPER" I thought, "****, NO TOILET PAPER!"
I then grabbed the seam of my boxers and started tearing them to pieces, after one or two desperate yanks I tore them from my crotch, sat down and the motherload shot from my arse.
Ahhh, the relief, superb. Cold sweat dissapated everything was good.
Then reality hit me. I was 10 feet away from a busy road, hiding behind a baldy winter bush which provided **** all cover. I was crouched down with a pile of shite under my bum.
I was mortified, I hurriedly wiped my bum with the boxers and threw them away.
As I was walking away I realised that I had pissed into the crotch of my jeans.
The crotch and both legs were saturated in piss and much darker than the dry parts.
In the meantime the Wife had ran away laughing her head off, she actually threw up as she was laughing so hard.
I hate Dogs.