Danny's Car Dilemma
DANNY'S CAR DILEMMA
Danny squirmed in his seat, his arms put behind his back and in a rather crinkly undergarment to wiggle on. He was in the car, sitting in the back seat, and he kind of... well... really had to go. The boy leaned over and looked out the front window, as if showing any signs they would be there soon. He groaned and looked out the window.
"Hey," He said with a quaver to his voice, "I, uh... kind of need to go to the bathroom...". His mother glanced back at him coldly. She was the leader of some sort of made up religion they were trying to get him to follow, along with his father.
"Well," she said, turning her attention back to the road with a cheery but terrifying voice, "It looks like you're out of luck. I don't want to lose my position, thank you very much, and if we stop at all we'll be late. If it's too much, you have the..." She grimaced, "disposable undergarment... you're wearing right now."
Danny had never seen her this nice, and it surprised him in more than one way. Usually she would just let him suffer all the way through, but he supposed she would rather have clean seats than have them be messed by an idiot child who couldn't hold it for a few hours. However, he was shocked that she couldn't stop. She usually did, was this just a way of torture?
"Y-you're kidding," He stuttered, struggling a bit more as he felt the desperation slowly increase, "I can't hold it for this long, that's d-disgusting...". Danny suddenly not only felt his bladder filling up, but his bowels as well. "I-I have to go... number 2, as well...? He whimpered, bouncing a bit and clenching his butt cheeks together, "what happens then..?"
"Well I sure hope you don't take a poop, because it's going to stink, and I'll have to spank a not only dumb, but also messy butt," the mother scowled at him, and he flinched. The poor boy wiggled in his seat, deciding not to argue any further.
~Some hours later...~
Danny was going to burst. He was struggling to keep his contents inside him, the muscles in his privates ached from clenching so frequently and hard, and he could only feel them getting weaker as time went on.
"Okay," He breathed, trying not to let anything out, "y-you're really funny... ha ha... you've had... had your game... s-stop the car."
His mother gave him a disapproving look. "Nope, there is no way I am losing my position because of some darn baby who needed to let loose," she said, almost making Danny leak.
He let out a moan/groan, feeling a little bit of pleasure towards this, but of course he would never admit this. Speaking of leaks, a little bit of liquid spurt out of him, and he almost lost control of everything.
"No..." he thought to himself, on the verge of tears, a second leak escaping him, this time longer. "This can't be happening..!" He shook his head before his bladder gave out on him. The soft hissing of urine filling the front of his diaper.
He let out a clear moan of relief and pleasure mixed with a choked sob of sadness. Once he was all finished, he sat in his wet diaper and cried for about 20 minutes before realizing how badly he needed to go again. This time, it was poop.
~More time later?~
Danny was squirming again, not caring about the warm, kind of pleasuring, wet sensation on his privates and more worried about the log that was trying to squeeze out of him.
He tried to break out of the bondage but his arms were wrapped tightly around his back in always failing and only making his bowels press against his aching muscles more.
He decided eventually that he couldn't hold it, then used his legs to stand-sit-crouch on the seat while slowly releasing his logs. He let out soft grunts with each poop, it made his diaper sag.
When he was finally done, he slowly sat down on his mess. He felt the poop sink into his private parts, mushing into any free space of his diaper, and he teared up again.
He would get spanked. He would get spanked because he couldn't hold it for a little while longer. Feeling the poop squish along his bum and possibly out of the diaper.
He cried so hard he released some pee that usually came after pooping, while his mother scolded him for being such a baby. He didn't get changed after that.
Written By: Okimuk
Age: 17