Find somewhere to go

April quickly got to her feet as she struggled to keep it in. She had slowed the flow, but the poop poking out of her butt continued to meagerly inch its way out. She was slowly pooping her pants as her mind raced, trying to formulate a plan. She kept moving her legs, moving gingerly through the forest ignoring the fact her boobs were out as more of her log oozed out into her panties. Her next thought was to find somewhere to stop and drop her shorts before things got really messy. She spotted a nice clearing secluded by some bushes and maneuvered towards it. That's when disaster struck.