The one on the right

—Let's go to the right —Daisy suggested.

—Sure?

—No, but it worked quite well in the mazes.

—I trust you.

Daisy walked to the right, while Grace followed at a slow, very slow pace. Grace felt that the pangs in her stomach were getting worse and worse, and she felt her anus opening and closing, in a battle to keep her poop from coming out.

There came a point where Grace drifted too far away from Daisy, given the slowness of her steps.

—Daisy! Daisy wait for me! —Grace screamed.

Grace walked a bit, but still didn't see Daisy. Nerves and despair caused her stomach to churn and tighten, adding a lot more pressure on her poor anus.

Grace paused for a moment before moving on, with one hand squeezing her buttocks tightly, and with the other on her stomach, trying to ease the knot she felt from fear.