Leaving on her own

—Nope. I'm not going to be your lapdog.

—Then luck getting there alone.

Grace walked along the stone path they had been following. Grace thought that was the solution, follow the stone path.

But as she advanced, the road was lost, until there was no road, only trees.

—Fuck, now where am I going?

At that point, Grace lost some control over her intestines, and the tip of her poop began to come out. Grace shivered and squeezed her buttocks very tightly to prevent the poop from coming out. Luckily for her, her poop had receded, but she wasn't sure if she would manage to contain it next time.

Despite having lost the stone path, Grace could still see a couple of dirt paths. But he did not know which one he should follow, since in none of them could he see footsteps that indicated that one of his companions passed by.

As Grace thought, she heard footsteps behind her. When he turned around, he saw Jenny with an evil smile on her lips.

—It seems that baby Grace is a little lost.

—I'm not lost.

—Honey, you should have turned right about fifty yards ago —Jenny reported.

—How did you know I was here?

—Because you're not very smart, so I assumed you'd follow the stone path thinking it would take you somewhere. And I wasn't wrong.

Grace pouted and avoided eye contact with Jenny.

—My offer still stands.

—I'm not going to...

Grace interrupted herself when her poop came out again. Grace tried to stop her poop, and succeeded, but she couldn't get it back in, and now she had half a log outside, touching the fabric of her panties.

Jenny was silent for a few seconds, and then grimaced in disgust, and covered her nose.

—Jesus Christ, did you really shit yourself?

—No... It just... I just farted —Grace lied.

—Well, it was a very stinky one.

Grace was in a serious bind. If she went with Jenny, she would soon realize that she pooped on herself. But Grace didn't know where to go and if she let Jenny go, she would get lost in the woods.