As a young man in search of excitement, Max had developed an unusual fetish. He loved the feeling of warm, heavy poop sliding down his legs and getting trapped in his panties. It gave him a sense of power and control over his own body—even if it was just for a few moments.
Each day, Max would meticulously choose a new pair of panties, taking into account their color, texture, and material. He'd often purchase them from a small lingerie shop near his apartment, where the shopkeeper always seemed to be amused by his purchases.
One day, as Max was browsing through the racks of new arrivals, he noticed that they had some particularly thick and fluffy panties that caught his eye. He picked up a pair in hot pink and stroked them lovingly before heading to the cash register.
"These should do nicely," Max thought to himself as he paid for the panties and headed back home.
