Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Tales of Woe The Priceless Potty By: Anime Lover (REALISTIC) LOLI (NYMPH), SCAT, WS Disclaimer: NONE NEEDED NOTE: This fic is answering a challenge on the Nyou Fiction site by Jimmy O., Originally intended for Orpheum, but it's been a long time, So I'm fulfilling the challenge myself ^_^. Jessica Boon, a young girl of 16 currently reclines on a hard wooden chair, in the middle of a circular desk, propping her feet up on the desk in front of her as she read a book. She was a blonde with shoulder-length hair, large circular framed glasses sat on her face in front of her deep blue eyes; A simple white T-shirt and Blue Jeans were her choice of clothing. Jessica currently occupied the local museum, near mid-night; she had a part-time temporary job as a night watchmen for summer vacation. Jessica jumped at the offer for the job, assuming it to be an easy, but boring way to get money... and she was right, NOTHING interested ever happened here, and Jessica loved it, the quietness aloud her to entertain herself with various other things, such as reading the most recent Harry Potter book, opened and the bottom edge of the books spine nestled against her crotch. The teen only had two jobs to do; monitor the security camera's at the main desk, which she currently was and wasn't doing, only looking up from the book every ten minutes or so. Their was only one other person in the museum and that was the security guard patrolling the area, so Jessica figured she didn't need to be a watchdog over the screens to the left of her feet. Jessica's second job was patrolling the area's of the museum, she and the security guard rotating shifts. It was about ten minutes before it was Jessica's turn to start patrolling the area, looking up from her book, she looks to the screens in front of her and the views all change to other cameras and Jessica saw her only company walking down a wall that she recognized was about three minutes from her; seeing that everything as fine as always, Jessica returns her gaze down to her book, turning a page... *Pffff...* Only a relaxed sigh left Jessica's lips at the rumbling sound, being alone as she was constantly in the large main area of the museum, Jessica let her gas free frequently; Sometimes they were small, what some would call a `poot', others were thunderous, seat warming `farts', often requiring Jessica to shift to one side and let it trumpet out. Seconds after the smell dissipated, Jessica felt another bubble of gas press against her rear and without missing a beat in reading, she relaxes, though it couldn't quite free itself, so Jessica pushes lightly, she felt the gas push against her laxed anal ring, but yet it still wasn't free, though Jessica quickly realizes it was the pressure of her rear on the hard wooden seat that was preventing her gas freedom. Instead of shifting to one side though, Jessica simply bore down and pushes harder, and the gas forcefully rocketed out of her rear, emitting rapid popping sounds. It lasted for an impressive three seconds and Jessica grins as she felt the `bubbles' of gas moving forward against her crotch and `popping'. After the sigh of relief, Jessica crinkles her nose from the stronger, meaty odor from her louder expulsion of gas, though didn't fan a hand in front of her nose, she simply continued reading. Until... Jessica lifts her left hand from the edge of the book, to her belly as she feels her stomach grumbling, then pressure once again at her rear. Jessica lifts her left leg up a little to allow another trumpet to sound from her rear. Returning her foot to the desk, Jessica comments to herself, "I bet I have to take a crap..." Looking to the nearby clock, she sees that it was a little over six minutes before her turn at walking. "It's not much longer till we switch..." then thinking... `I don't have the urge yet, so I'll go to the bathroom after the switch.' As the minutes passes, more and more poots and farts leave Jessica's rear, only reinforcing the fact that she guessed she needed to empty her bowel. Minutes before the switch, Jessica was feeling her stomach gurgling and a pressure against her rear yet again and without a second thought, she relaxes, feeling her gas leaving in a soft hiss, but, with a soft crackling, and a soft physical warmness in the seat of her pants, Jessica, immediately gasps and clenches, fear shooting through her body at what she dearly hoped just didn't happen. "No-no-no-no-no-no...!" quickly repeats Jessica, lifting her book from her crotch and looking down, feeling a sticky warmness in the seat of her panties. Moving her feet from the counter and returning them to the floor, Jessica felt the warmness spread a little before standing and placing her left hand tentatively to her rear, feeling a very warm heat. "This seriously can't be happening..." whines Jessica. As panic of her accident ran through her, Jessica hears footsteps in the distance behind her, and quickly turns around, removing her hand from her rear to see the security officer, rounding a corner into the main hall, carrying a flashlight in his right hand. The man was in his mid twenties. "Hey Jessica, ready to swap spots?" he asks "Y-yeah..." replies Jessica, feeling her cheeks getting hot, before placing a bookmark in her book and closing it, placing it behind her on the counter, picking up a nearby flashlight and walkie-talkie. "I have to go to the bathroom anyway, nice timing." she adds, ending her statement with a nervous giggling as the man neared her. After only a few yard were between them, Jessica left the circular desk and walks by the man and towards the far end of the hall to another one. Shortly after the man enters the area of the circular desk, he quickly gasps and waves his left hand in front of his nose. "Man, that girl really let's them loose." - In the hallway "Oh man! Oh man! Oh man! Oh man! ..." repeats Jessica over and over as she hurries down the dimly lit hallway, pressing the back of her left hand, holding the walkie-talkie, against her rear. "I can't believe I actually crapped my pants! It's a good thing I caught myself or it would've been worse." Jessica soon felt a twinge from her bladder and places her right hand, holding the flashlight, against her crotch. "Dang-it, Now I gotta pee... why does the bathroom have to be so far away?" As Jessica continued on to locate the bathroom, she walks past a door-less room and quickly notices a gleam out of the corner of her right eye. Stopping, Jessica backs up and looks into the room and quickly notices the source of the gleam. "Is that what I think it is?" questions Jessica, looking at what looked to be a chamber pot sitting on a small, two foot high stand, the odd thing was, it was covered in expensive looking jewelry. "If that's what I think it is, why in the world is it covered in jewels?" - back in the main hall The young man sat in the wooden chair, currently reclining in it with his feet up on the counter much like Jessica was, though instead of read, he was talking on a cell phone as he watches the screens in front of him. As he talked, the screens change to a different set of camera's and he notices one revealing the room Jessica had walked into... - back to Jessica - "A chamber pot covered in jewels..." states Jessica, to herself, before starting to grin, and thinking. `I know it's wrong, but I just gotta, who else could say they took a crap in a toilet covered in jewels?' After doing a quick scan of the room and not seeing any camera's, Jessica lowers her flashlight and walkie-Talkie on the floor and starts undoing her jeans. Upon her pants dropping to her ankles, Jessica grips the sides of her panties and slowly pulls them down, looking to the crotch, Jessica grimaced as she saw the brown lump mashed against the back of her panties. Ignoring the sight in her panties, Jessica turns around and backs up towards the pot sitting on the two foot stand. Once it was nearly between her legs, she squats down, nearly sitting on it. Nearly immediately, A sigh left Jessica's lips as her bladder began emptying into the pot, oddly, there wasn't much sound from her liquid meeting the inner walls of the decorated chamber pot. Though, the sound issue was quickly solve as moments into emptying her bladder, wet thuds rung through the pot as her soft poop began leaving her already messy rear. From the softness of her poop, the logs that formed quickly broke off and fell one after another into the growing pool at the bottom of the pot. "Mmm... other than going a little in my panties, this is a nice, easy Number 2..." moans Jessica as she relieves herself in her unique toilet. After her urine came to a sputtering end, Jessica focuses on her pooping and pushes a little harder, creating long, smooth logs to pour from her rear, like chocolate Ice cream from an ice cream machine. Although... "Wait a minute!" gasps Jessica, "I don't have anything to wipe with!" "You're going to need more than that!" suddenly states a familiar voice at the doorway of the room, causing Jessica to gasp as she saw her friend the security guard at the doorway. He didn't look very pleased, not at all... End...