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Despite all her options for going to the bathroom before arriving home, Mai preferred to do it in her own bathroom. The very thought of anyone hearing her pooping was embarrassing.

So, she squeezed her buttocks and walked quickly towards her house, hoping to hold it until then.

On the way, Mai passed in front of the mini market and paused for a moment, thinking about whether to enter and do it there. But seeing the crowd of people made her change her mind and she continued on her way home.

The twinkes in her stomach and guts didn't stop and seemed to increase with every step she took, but Mai was too focused on her path to pay attention to the twinges.

She kept walking until she reached the park. She stopped again and seriously thought about abandoning her idea of pooping at home and using the park's public toilet. But again, the thought of being listened to by doing her business made her change her mind.

She took a breath and continued walking towards her house. She quickened her pace as a wet, bubbly fart escaped from her butt. Mai knew that fart was a small warning of everything that would come next and she had to hurry if she wanted to get home without incident.

When she passed by the bookstore she didn't even stop to think about trying it there. Too many people and unlike the park and the mini market, the bookstore is a very quiet place, so people could hear her very easily.

Mai walked as fast as she could, while squeezing her buttocks as tightly as possible. The pressure in her intestines was very strong and she was striving so that not even the farts would come out, fearing that by releasing the farts her poop would come out of her interior.

Mai breathed a sigh of relief when she reached her street. She was close to finally dropping everything on her toilet, and she had gotten there without incident. She just had to get home and everything would be fine.

She quickened her pace as much as she could and took out her keys quickly. But when she got home, trying to insert the key, a voice stopped her.

—Mai!

Mai turned and let out a squeal when a fart escaped her. Approaching her was Kelly, an old friend of hers who lived down the street. Mai was **** to smile and greet her. And now she had to push harder so that her farts did not escape in front of Kelly.

—Hi, Kelly.

—Hi, how are you?

—I'm —A silent fart escaped her, causing her to try even harder to squeeze her buttocks—... I'm fine, and you?

—Are you sure you're okay? —Kelly asked a little worried—. You are making a weird expression.

—Eh...