Callie was a mischievous schoolgirl with a dirty secret. Ever since she could remember, she had enjoyed the feeling of full, heavy panties stretched tight against her growing moisture gland. Her cotton panties were usually the last thing on her mind until they became drenched in the warm, sticky liquid that oozed from her pussy. But lately, her habit of wearing them too long was catching up with her.
One morning, after a particularly wild night spent single-handedly pleasuring herself in bed, Callie found herself straining against the unforgiving cotton barriers trapping an immense amount of shit inside her underwear. She groaned in frustration – there was no way she could possibly continue wearing these panties without drawing attention to herself.
Her heart raced as she pulled down her pants and peered into the crotch of her dampened panties. The sight made her squirm in discomfort yet excitement at the same time – they were so filled with shit they looked like overstuffed sausages! It was almost too much for her to handle.
Desperate to alleviate some of the pressure, Callie considered desperate measures. She gently pressed her fingertips against her tight entrance, prodding at the swollen bud of nerves that lay buried deep within her shittery prison. Her breath hitched as she felt a familiar tingle of arousal wash over her. She could feel herself growing wetter by the second.
Tentatively, she began to rub herself through her panties, using the rough texture of the cotton to heighten the sensation. She closed her eyes, savoring the intense mix of pleasure and pain that coursed through her body. She couldn't help but moan softly as she worked herself towards climax, the sound muffled by the thick wad of shit trapped between her pussy and her panties.
Finally, Callie surrendered to the pleasure overtaking her, her body shuddering violently as she came hard. A mix of shit and pussy juice squirted out of her crotch, splattering against her thighs and the floor below. It was messy and disgusting, but it was also exhilarating. Callie couldn't help but feel a perverse sense of satisfaction as she cleaned up the sticky mess around her feet.
Deep down, she knew this was wrong, but the feeling was just too irresistible. She made a promise to herself that she would be more careful in the future, knowing full well that deep down, this wasn't something she wanted to change. She couldn't help but love the feeling of having her panties stuffed full of shit - it was such a powerful, dirty rush that she knew she'd be chasing for the rest of her life.
