Go to Wendy's house

—I think I can hold it.

—Are you sure?

—Yes.

No. Mai wasn't really sure if she would make it to Wendy's house, but the thought of pooping in front of someone else embarrassed her a lot.

—Well, I don't live far away, so I'll go ahead and open the door.

—Ok

Wendy nodded and left quickly, leaving Mai alone.

Mai took a couple of steps and felt her stomach gurgling violently. In addition to feeling some farts accumulating and pressing against her anus.

"God, please no" Mai thought, as she moved very slowly.

With each step she took, the farts went out of control, accelerating the pace of her shit.

"I'm so close, please, I just have to hold on a little bit," she said to herself.

Mai saw Wendy approaching her, but she didn't seem very happy.

—Mai, your slowness worries me and irritates me.

—I'm sorry, but... it hurts a lot... and...

A very loud fart came out of Mai's ass, causing her to blush too much.

Wendy let out a deep sigh and put one of her hands on Mai's lower back, while passing the other under her thighs.

—Wendy, what are you doing?

—Squeeze your buttocks.

—What?

Before Mai could react, Wendy carried her at bridal style and started running to her home.

—Wait, Wendy! Stop, please! I can't hold it! I'm going to shit on myself! Please stop! —Mai begged

—You're not going to shit yourself, we'll get to my house and you'll do it in the bathroom.

Mai was squeezing her buttocks as tightly as she could. But Wendy's sharp movement made it very difficult. Especially because of the way Wendy carried her.

—Wendy... I...

Another rather wet fart shot out. It was a matter of seconds before Mai couldn't take it anymore and was **** to release her intestines. And Mai knew it. That's why he tirelessly begged Wendy to stop, as Wendy's rapid movement prevented Mai from holding it well.

—Wendy, I'm going to shit myself, please stop now!

—We are very close. Wait a few more seconds, please.

Mai made the effort and squeezed much harder.

It didn't take long for Wendy to get home and took the time to drop Mai right in front of the bathroom.

—Get in quickly.

Mai said nothing, and quickly walked into the bathroom. She pulled down her panties and threw herself into the toilet.

Out of her came a huge brown and smelly porridge, and Mai couldn't have been more relieved.

As she released her intestines, Mai began to think about what happened a few seconds ago. She had been about to shit on herself, while a girl, who she barely knew, carried her in her arms.

Mai blushed a lot and covered her face with her hands. That had been very humiliating.

After doing her business, Mai wiped herself with toilet paper and threw away the chain. When she pulled up her panties, she felt something sticky and wet. For a moment she forgot that she had made some poop. She washed her hands and walked out of the bathroom.

When she got to the living room she saw Wendy sitting on the sofa. Wendy turned to look at her and smiled at her.

—Do you feel better or do you still need to shit? —she sneered.

When Wendy saw Mai blushing and looking away, she felt a little wrong.

—I'm sorry, it was a joke. But seriously, are you feeling better yet?

Mai just nodded.

—Good...

After that, none of them knew what to say. Especially Mai, and for obvious reasons.

Everything that happened before seemed so surreal to both of them, they were still processing it.

After a few seconds of awkward silence, Mai was the one who dared to speak.

—Hey... Um... Thank you for everything you did... Seriously, thank you very much... you saved my life... Or well, not my life, my dignity.

—Well, I couldn't stand there and let you shit on yourself in the middle of the street.

—Thank you very much.

-You are welcome

—And... You could... You know...

—I won't tell anyone. I promise it.

—Thank you.

—Do you want me to accompany you home?

—Sure.

Wendy got up from the sofa and followed Mai to her home. All the way, Wendy was talking about possibly nonsensical things, while Mai tried not to burst out laughing.