Vanessa loves to poop herself!

"UMMMPHH!" Vanessa was suddenly shoved very hard in the chest, as if the wall suddenly jolted forward and pushed her back. This knocked her back a few steps behind her, where a slab had removed itself in the floor leaving a hole. Vanessa fell down the hole, landing on her back on the next floor down.

She stood up to brush herself down, cursing whoever did that. The lights suddenly switched on. "You made an excellent choice, now take a look at the mirror to see what you love!" A very happy female voice practically sung, echoing around the corridor.

Once Vanessa had adapted to the bright light, she saw the mirror. She immediately shrieked in terror. Her sexy white designer blouse now had "I ♡ POOPING MYSELF" written on it, like the tourist shirts you get when you visit any major city. "Holy shit! You've ruined my top! I loved this top! YOU'RE GONNA FUCKING PAY WHEREVER YOU ARE!"