I Gave An Unsuspecting Person Ex Lax Chocolate
she had a diarrhea accident in public
She's a real *****. She has a beautiful figure and always wears tight fitting jeans or leather pants, with expensive leather or seude jackets, complete with stiletto heels or leather pointy high heel boots. Being quite tall, she is a rather stunning. She flaunts it well too, walking like a model, with her nose in the air. This girl has so much pride that she wouldn't even make use of a public bathroom, even if she needed to pee. She would just hold it, then when she got home she would hurry into her mansion and up the stairs, with her heels going TICK TOCK TICK TOCK TICK TOCK at a lively pace, as she hurried to empty her bladder. Many of the girls were so sick and tired of feeling like her slaves that they decided to teach her a lesson. Everybody was at a winter fair, and she was there as well, dressed up like a model. Tight blue jeans, knee high leather boots, seude jacket, fur scarf, studded belt, sunglasses, styled hair, ample make-up etc. She was prancing around too, like a princess. One of the girls was working at an ice-cream parlor. The sexy snob went over to buy an ice-cream. One of the girls had some laxative chocolate blocks with her. The beauty queen ordered a caramel-choc cup, which had quite a bit of melted chocolate in it. They managed to quickly melt the laxative blocks in with the normal chocolate, and dribble it onto the ice-cream. They use 3 blocks, whick was 6 times the normal dose. When they served the cup of ice-cream you couldn't make out the difference between normal choc and laxative. And the taste difference would have vanished as well. 2 of the girls followed Ms. Supermodel around the fair, keeping at a distance. The girls were delighted to see that she had consumed the entire cup of ice-cream, and was still prancing around, looking at stalls, games etc. After about half an hour she started to look tense. This meant the laxatives were starting to work. The girls noticed that every short while she would press her palms into her thighs or try to stand still for a while. Then she went to a bench and sat there for 5 minutes, with her legs crossed, and her hand on her lower abdomen. By now she was really looking quite tense. She woke up, and quickly walked towards the public toilets, but as she got close she changed direction and started moving to the car park instead. She probably knew that she had to crap urgently, and that she had to get home quick. The girls followed her, quite excited. For once, she was in trouble, not them. When she got to her car, a guy started chatting to her. She must have hoped that he would disappear. Instead, he asked if she was okay, as she was sweating and look both pale and tense. She tried to look normal, but barely managed it. The guy chatted to her for what must have seemed like the longest 5min of her life. By the time he had left it was 50min since she had consumed the ice-cream and 20min since the laxative started working. She didn't get into her car. Instead, she did a kind of walk-run back towards the toilets, stopping every now and then to try to hold it together. The girls still followed her. Her heels were TICK TOCKING quite frantically as she raced back to the toilets. When she got there there was a queue. She looked like she was going to die. Guys were there also. After standing in the queue for around 3min, she bent and held her abdomen with a frantic look on her face. The girls heard a muffled yet heavy liquidy fart that lasted about 3 seconds. They noticed that the rear of her jeans was lumpy, like something had just forced itself there. Everybody was staring at her, knowing what had happened. She run-walked TICK TOCK TICK TOCK back to her car. The girls said the smell was awful and she was letting out uncontrollable liquid farts as she TICK TOCKED to her car, no doubt spraying her panties. She hung her head in shame and drove off, probably ******** herself more as she raced home. Served her right.