Rushed and Humiliated: A Tale of Workplace Mishaps

Oh dear, a crucial workday lies ahead, and I’ve woken up late! I’m in a bind, as I’m overcome with an urgent need to defecate, but I must restrain myself until I reach the train’s restroom. In my haste, I hastily dress and groom myself, squirming and moaning in desperation as I clench my buttocks to avoid a catastrophic accident. I’m optimistic I can endure until I reach the train’s toilet, but my calculations ultimately prove incorrect.

In the midst of my frantic preparations, I soil myself completely, leaving my attractive shorts filled with a thick, pungent mess. Initially, I’m overwhelmed with panic, but this soon turns into unstoppable arousal. I moan as my hand ventures down my hotpants, finding my swollen, throbbing clitoris. I can’t resist the urge, and I surrender to the pleasure coursing through me. A few more minutes of delay won’t make a difference, so why not indulge?

As I stand there, my hotpants filled with my poo, I pleasure myself to a powerful, trembling orgasm. It feels incredible! I’m instantly eager for more. I ponder calling in sick but decide against it. Slowly, I begin to stroke my clitoris once more, moaning with intense pleasure. As I touch and press the thick excrement in my hot shorts, I finger myself to another toe-curling orgasm, while the smell of my poop fills the air. Oh my, I have a feeling this will be the most memorable workday of my life!

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