She woke up, still wearing those soiled panties under her tights. That's when she felt the urge to go to the bathroom.
Kyle called her.
"Hi Jenny!" Said Kyle.
"What do you want?" Jennifer replied.
"Transform or dare?" Kyle said.
"Dare" Jenny said.
"Your bedroom door will be locked for 5 hours." Kyle said, with a giggle. Then he hung up.
Jennifer didn't know if she could make it.
Four hours later, her stomach really began to hurt. She released an uncontrollable fart. She ran to the door, but it was to late. She had lost control. All of her poop went into the seat of her pants. There was a faint crackle as she shit herself.
"Oh my god. Oh my god. No!" She screamed. She continued crapping herself. The faint crackle was so relieving to her. The bulge in the seat of her pants was now the size of a football. She then tried to stop, but couldn't. She was sitting in a pile of crap. It still poured out of her for another 30 seconds. Then it ended.