You're not the only one who's been having digestive issues lately. Your girlfriend, Cassie, hasn't had a proper bowel movement in days due to your cooking, which is nothing short of disgusting. She tries to politely ask you to cook something else, but her insides are screaming for help.
Cassie has been trying all sorts of home remedies, from prune juice to laxatives, but nothing seems to work. She finally decides to give the laxatives a try, even though she's never used them before. She grinds up a pill and puts it in your morning coffee, hoping it'll take effect before you leave for work.
When you wake up and see the pill in your coffee, you give her a strange look. She explains that she thinks it'll help with her constipation, and she's willing to try it out on you first. You both know that this might make things a bit awkward during the day, but you trust Cassie and decide to give it a shot.
As you head out the door, you can already feel the effects of the laxative kicking in. Your stomach starts to churn anxiously, and you can tell that you're going to have quite the day ahead of you. You make it to the office just in time to excuse yourself and head to the bathroom.
Your pants are soaked within minutes. You can't even begin to describe the pain you're feeling, and it seems like the laxative is doing its job a bit too well. After several failed attempts to hold it in, you finally give up and decide to ask Cassie for help.
When you call her, you can hear the unmistakable sound of her pooping in the background. You cringe at the thought of interrupting her, but you have no choice. You beg her to let you use the toilet, which only seems to amuse her. She insists that she's finally getting relief and that you should just wait your turn.
After several minutes of pleading, she finally agrees to let you come over. You make a mess of yourself as you desperately try to hold it in, but it's too late. You shit your pants right in front of her, and she can't help but make fun of you. She tells you that you should've thought about that before you ate all of her bad cooking.
Cassie eventually relents and lets you use the toilet. She even cleans you up a bit, though she doesn't miss the opportunity to point out how messy you are. After you're done, she lets you take a look at her fresh poop in the toilet before flushing it away. It's a humiliating moment, but you both know that this is the price you had to pay for her constipation and your own stupidity.
