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Reaching the Peak - Animated GIF
🕑 Added 2022-09-21 04:26:20 +0000 UTCAlthough already quite precarious, the angles of the boulders under Emma's shaky feet which made up the poorly carved pathway through the ravine seemed to get progressively steeper as she neared the peak. Or rather, as she reached her limit in trying to stave off her growing urge to relieve herself right where she stood. She wasn't quite sure if the pathway was getting sketchier or if her constant trembling and weakened muscles were causing her to lose her balance more easily.
Emma paused momentarily, feeling her strength dwindling almost to the point of immediately losing control. A quick clench stopped the worst from happening, but she could feel that any sudden movement could do her in. Clutching the straps of her bag as hard as she could, Emma glanced back behind her only to see that her other classmates and their geology teacher, Mrs. Thompson, were keeping up perfectly fine behind her. In fact looking at the distance between her classmates in front of her and those behind her said that she was probably keeping everybody up behind her with her slow pace.
Mrs. Thompson began approaching from behind, noticing Emma had stopped walking. Understandably assuming she was probably tired from all of the walking, she offered some words of encouragement. "We're almost at the top, Emma! You said you needed to take a potty break, right?"
What Mrs. Thompson thought would provoke some motivation out of Emma only made her more anxious as she reached her breaking point. Her legs trembled more and more, and after a few moments of pure concentration Emma's body decided that it could wait no longer.
Mrs. Thompson could only watch as the back of Emma's shorts expanded, and a clear bulge began to grow between her legs as she hopelessly voided her bowels in her pants. Emma felt like a toddler standing there having an accident in front of her teacher, but even toddlers didn't poop themselves like she had just done.
"Emma?" Mrs. Thompson said in a soft tone, obviously having witnessed what Emma had just done but wanting to avoid directly mentioning it.
Though with the little control Emma had left she made sure to prevent the opportunity: "Nevermind. I don't need to go potty anymore..."
