to the bathroom

Katie put a hand over her rumbling stomach. "God, Gretchen please just let me go."

"Are you sick?" asked Gretchen.

"Oh my god yes!" said Katie, the pressure in her colon getting to the bursting point.

"Come with me!" Gretchen left the dorm room and ran down the hall to the bathrooms. Katie, clenching her thighs and rectum followed as quickly as she could. She went into the bathrooms and saw Katie holding up the door to a stall. "Here, this one is clean!"

Katie was so worried about crapping herself, she did not stop to think about Gretchen's behavior. She just shoved past Gretchen and closed the stall door. She locked the door, yanked down her shorts and panties and plopped down heavily on the toilet as her lost all control. "Oh god!" she said as a torrent of crap shot out of her in loud farting noises.

Katie was doubled over as she continued to empty her bowls in loud farting gushes, but she did hear snickering. Looking up, she saw a camera being held over the top of the stall door. "What the fuck?!" she screamed. "Go away!" She held her hands up in front of her face.

"Come on, Katie, this will be a viral hit! You'll be famous!" she heard Gretchen say.

Katie let loose another torrent of filth into the toilet. She finally finished, and reached for the toilet paper, but saw none. "Seriously?"

"Out of TP?" She heard Gretchen ask.

"Come on, Gretchen!" pleaded Katie. "Enough is enough."

"You think so? Here." Gretchen held a roll of toilet paper over the door.

Katie went to get up to grab it, but she could not get up. She was glued to the toilet seat. "Oh come on!"

The sounds of Gretchen's belly laughs filled the bathroom. "I'll see you later!"

"No, don't leave me here!" said Katie. Not that it made much difference, but Gretchen flipped the lights off as she left.