“OK..... I hear you're a good ballet dancer, is that true Jennifer?”.
Jennifer had taken ballet lessons before, but hadn't performed or anything. She wondered why Kyle would ask. “Well.... I dance a bit, but haven't really done anything.”
“Well, I have your first performance lined up – roght now!”. Jennifer groaned: she thought Kyle had finished. “You will like what I have in store for you – and by that I mean you will really enjoy it.... Get changed into your ballet outfit. Oh, and change those panties, they might end up breaking.”. Jennifer got changed into white panties and a pink leotard and bra, and returned to the webcam.
“Jennifer, what I would like you to do when I say those magic words is this: You will dance uncontrollably, doing all of the ballet moves you know in the sexiest and most revealing way possible... I also want you to poop and pee in your panties while you dance. Got that? And like I said, you will also enjoy it.”. Jennifer had no choice, she had resigned herself to this a while ago. “Got it.”. “Right..... poopy pants Jennifer!”
Immediately Jennifer lost control of her body, bowels and bladder. She stood on tiptoes and gracefully bent down, touching her toes. As she did this, she began to pee in her panties, gently at first, then a gushing torrent which soaked her tights. As she straightened, the peeing stopped. She then did the splits, and as she touched the ground, she began to poop so frantically that her butt lifted off the ground. She pirouetted, giving Kyle a good look, as a quick jet of pee shot into her tights. She began doing high kicks, each one ending with a release of pressre which felt wonderful to Jennifer, and which nearly uubalanced her. At last, she finished with a long pirouette, peeing in all directions, before sitting down in her filled panties. Her tights were now almost see-through,and it had been an amazing feeling for her.... she had almost forgotten that she had found panty pooping disgusting at first, and now she was really enjoying it.
“That was better than I expected, Jennifer!” Kyle said when she had finished. “How did that feel?”. “Amazing.” she said, and she really meant it – she loved the fact that she could now poop and pee whenever she wanted to. “The only thing better would be if someone else who did ballet could dance with me.”
“Now there's an idea...” Kyle said.