Wendy

I hated doing a poo school so I held it untill after school. I walked home with my best friend Emma and as we walked she said she was desperate for the loo. I said I was too but I had no idea just how desperate Emma was. She was walking stiffly and slowly and by look on her face I knew she wasn't going to make it home I time. She had tears in her eyes as the smell of poo hit my nose. A puddle formed between her legs as she peed herself at the same time. Emma was very upset at having totally pood and yet herself at fourteen years old. I felt bad for her and as I needed to go myself I pood myself as well, to make her feel better. We went back to my house as there was no-one home and cleaned up and we decided it would be our secret.