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 The Long Car Trip

   Part 1 -- Getting there



   "Hurry up girls, I want to leave by noon", Susan shouted jokingly (since
it was only 7AM) up to her 2 daughters, Jessica, who was 14, and Terri, who
was 16.  They were getting ready for a week long trip to the beach.  The
worst part of the trip would be the 10-hour drive to the beach.  They would
have normally flown, but money was a little tight, and then Susan figured a
little bonding in the car would be good for the family.



   Susan was a "40 years young" mother of two.  Her husband Rick had died
the year before.  The coroners office said his falling asleep at the wheel
caused it.  They said he fell asleep, went over the double yellow line, hit
a tractor-trailer just right, so it made him spin.  The other
tractor-trailer hit him while he was spinning.  The car was totaled and he
was killed immediately.  There were still a lot of wounds that the family
had.  Both the girls were in therapy to deal with it, but Susan still
didn't think they were doing very well.  They both had falling grades and
were constipated more then usual.  The added stress of this trip had them
all plugged up.



   Susan was 5'8" and about 120 pounds.  She wanted to lose about 10
pounds, but it wasn't on her priority list.  She was wearing a light skirt
with a blouse.  Terri was about 5'10" and 115 pounds.  She was very
athletic, and most of the boys in her school wanted her.  She was wearing a
sundress that was really about one size too small, but she liked to wear
it; so she did.  Jessica was only about 5'7".  She was more of a tomboy
then the other two, but was still very feminine.  She was wearing a short
pair of denim shorts, with a baby-doll style white shirt on top.



   Finally they were all ready.  They were all thinking they should use the
bathroom before they left, but since no one else mentioned anything,
neither would they.  This mistake was very evident a hour latter.  Susan
was by far the worst one.  She wasn't sure if it was the vibrations of the
car, or the joy of finally leaving on this trip, but her constipation
suddenly loosened.  It was still hard but she felt some definite pressure.
Terri and Jessica only had to pee, but they had to pee badly.  "I'm going
to pull into the next rest stop to use the bathroom.  So if you see any
signs, tell me." As soon as she said that, a sign came over the horizon for
a rest stop.  They all felt relieved.  Susan drove up and parked the car.
They were all desperate and it was very evident by the way they walked.



   When they finally found the bathroom (it was one of those all-in-one
type rest stops), they walked in and were disgusted by the sight.  There
were 3 different pee puddles, and 2 piles of crap on the floor, a broken
sink, a door of the one stall was on the ground, and they didn't even look
in the actual stalls.  They all said they didn't want to go there, so they
went back to the car to continue looking for a suitable bathroom.  They
continued driving for fifteen minutes.  "That's it.  I can't hold this
anymore.  Jessica please open up my suitcase and get out my pair of old
gray shorts." Jessica did as told.  Terri asked what she was planning on
doing.  "I'm pull over and change.  Then I'm going to go over to the
passenger's side, and while acting like we have a flat tire, I'm going to
poop my panties." Terri and Jessica were amazed by this, especially by
their mother's every day attitude towards it.



   Susan did as she said she would.  After she changed she went over to the
passenger's side and squatted.  She grunted.  A large turd started out.  It
was about a inch out, but she had to breathe which pulled it back in.  She
pushed again; "AARRGGG!" It went out a lot father this time.  It was
touching her panties.  She pushed again this made her panties tent
outwards. A fourth push made the turd turn up and break off.  She thought
about stopping there, but figured she would put one more piece into her
panties.  She pushed a fifth time; "HHHHHHMMMMMMMPPPPPHHHH!" A second turd
came out and was deposited into her panties.  She had a lot more to do, but
that would do for now.



   Meanwhile in the car, Jessica said, "She is so lucky, I have to pee
soooo bad." Terri agreed, but just then she lost the fight.  Jessica heard
a small audible "AHH..." and looked into the front seat.  Terri had a huge
smile.  Jessica then looked down and noticed a big dark spot in Terri's
dress.  Jessica then followed her sister's example and started peeing on
the car seat.  Susan then noticed the commotion in the car.  "What are you
girl's doing?" she asked, while in-between her 3rd and 4th push.  "We're
peeing," Jessica stated as matter-of-factly as possible.  Susan was mad
that the car seats got wet, but couldn't be that mad since she was outside
pooping her panties.



   Susan got back in the car, and continued driving with her load in her
panties.  They all agreed that it was a good feeling to just release it. 
They also agreed that they wanted to repeat it again sometime.  Well, about
a hour later Jessica was feeling like her mother.  She told her sister and
Terri also said she was holding back a monster load.  Then Susan said,
"Just go in your panties.  You have to change at the hotel anyway." Jessica
then held her self up and pushed.  "HHHMMM..." It slowly started out of
her. "AAAAARRRRGGG!" The turd started pushing her panties.  "HHHHHFF!" The
turd turned down and started going towards her vagina.  "HMMMM......" Then
Susan and Terri heard the unmistakable crinkling sound as Jessica's panties
got filled to capacity.



   Terri was different than her sister in that she was more cautious.  "I
really would prefer to poop in a toilet.  Wetting my panties is one thing
but pooping them is totally different." "Come on, Sis.  It really feels
nice!" "I don't know. . ." "Look, if you don't like it, I will get out
another pair of panties, and you can change." Terri was still cautious, but
Jessica had a good point; she could just change her panties if she didn't
like the feeling.  She decided to go for it and poop.  Terri, instead of
holding herself up, just leaned to one side.  She gave one strong push
"HHHMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGG!!" and a huge glob of what felt like
warm soft-serve ice cream went into her panties.  Her load was not hard or
dry, it was semi-solid and moist.  She would have preferred having a load
similar to her mother's or sister's, but this was still good.



   Then out of nowhere Jessica and Terri both heard an "Ahhhh. . .".  They
both looked at each other then at their mother.  Susan then said "What? 
You think I was going to not have to pee this whole trip?" They stopped at
McDonald's at about noon.  Susan and Jessica emptied their panties, and
then just pulled them back up, but Terri was different.  She had to
completely change her panties and threw away the old ones.  They each peed
twice more before getting to the hotel where they were staying.  By that
time it was 8 at night.  Since they were having so much fun with their
toiletry needs, they decided they would not use the toilet for its intended
purpose for the rest of the trip.

   They quickly fond a nice restaurant, thanks to the help of the hotel
manager, who they were amazed didn't mention anything about their pants. 
Although, when they got back, they noticed a small difference in the room;
the manager had had the cleaning staff put plastic sheets on the beds.

   (Author's note: I am not going to go into detail of their trip.  If you
like beach wettings and pooping, please see me previous story "Samantha's
beach trip" earlier in this message board, it was posted about a week ago)

   Part 2 --- The Return home



   They had cleaned the car seats at the beach, to get rid of the awful
stench.  As a result, on the way home, they couldn't pee on the car seats.
So what they decided is, when they had to pee Susan would pull over. 
Whoever had to pee would get out spread their legs and pee.  As for pooping
they could do that in their seats.  All were good with that until the last
2 hours.  See, the problem was there was no shoulder to pull over on, or
there just wasn't enough privacy.  They were really getting desperate. 
Susan was driving with one hand in her crotch and the two girls had both
hands in their crotch.  The worst of them was Jessica as she also had to
poop, but was afraid she would pee herself if she pooped.  Well they
finally got home.  As Susan parked she said, "We're all desperate, and with
only one bathroom, so just go where ever you want.  I'll clean it up
later."



   Well, they all ran out of the car into the house.  Susan ran into her
bedroom.  She squatted and pissed in her pants onto the floor.  She felt so
good to finally get relief after holding, it she almost orgasmed.  Terri
ran into the Living room and sat on the couch.  Suddenly her shorts got wet
as she peed on the couch through her shorts.  Jessica ran into the kitchen.
She was wearing a skirt, so she spread her legs and peed through her
panties.  She then bent over and pushed.  Her load was the biggest of the
week, and her panties sagged tremendously because of the load.  Susan and
Terri watched once they pissed.  It was amazing the size of the load.



   Ever since that day, they were allowed to go to the bathroom anywhere
they wanted.  Their mother did the same.  It was not uncommon to see a
bulge in Jessica's pants as she watched TV, or to walk in on Terri
squatting pooping on the carpet reading a magazine.  The house always
smelled kind of "funky," but they didn't mind.  The trip didn't only bring
out the fun of "accidents," but it also had the great help of releasing
some of the girl's stress; their grades improved and they actually helped
out more around the house.  The experience of that trip was amazing and
they agreed never to forget its "teachings".