Friday night
Jane and Lisbon drove to the nearest Mexican restaurant, and had lots of food.
Lisbon had chicken, so she wasn't in bad shape, but Jane had lots of refried beans, chicken, some weird soda drink, guacamole, chips, and loads of other stuff.
Jane was driving, They were talking, when suddenly Lisbon saw Jane bite his lip, and his face got all scrunched up.
Suddenly, the car started to smell.
"Are you okay?" Lisbon asked Jane.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Jane said, and continued driving.
About two minutes later Jane was groaning, and started farting.
"You sure you're feeling okay?" Lisbon asked.
"I got to shit really badly!" Jane said.
"You want to stop at that gas station and go there?" Lisbon asked.
"No, I'll hold it." Jane said.
Ten minutes later, Jane's face was totally distorted, and he was biting his lip.
Lisbon could see his ass was tensed, so she said, "You want to pull over and go in the woods?"
Jane said no, so he continued driving.
Two minutes or so later, Jane said, "I can't hold it any longer. I'm going to pull over and go in the woods."
Jane pulled over immediately, and Lisbon got out of the car.
"Why haven't you gotten out?" Lisbon asked.
"I'll shit my pants if I move," Jane said. "Well, you're going to shit them if you stay there too, so try your hardest not to shit, and run into the woods!" Jane slowly pulled himself out of the seat, and instantly pulled his pants.
Jane tried to move to the woods, but he was squirming, and said that he was in too much pain.
Lisbon told him to lean on her, and she'll help him.
He leaned on her, and Lisbon tried to help him move to the woods.
He was trying so hard no to shit, that he was biting his lip until it was bleeding, his butt was completely tensed, and he was groaning.
Finally, they were in the woods.
Jane was just standing there, and Lisbon looked at him.
He managed to whisper, "I'm in to much pain to pull down my pants, and I think that if I touch that area to try and pull them down, I'll crap in my pants."
Lisbon offered to help him pull his underwear down, and he agreed.
Lisbon pulled his underpants down.
He looked slightly happier, but he was still in a lot of pain.
"Why don't you shit now?" Lisbon asked.
"I need to crouch down, and I'm in to much pain to move!" Jane said frantically.
He was still trying not to shit, but Lisbon could see a large end of a turd poking out of his ass.
"On the count of three, you are going to crouch down...1, 2, 3!" Lisbon said.
Jane crouched down, releasing a half groan, half scream in agony.
He sat down there, muscles cramped, trying to poop.
Lisbon could tell that he was very constipated, and he wanted privacy, so Lisbon walked a bit away, and turned her back to him.
He kept groaning and farting, but nothing was coming out of him.
Finally he asked her, "Will you come here? I want to squeeze your hand sometimes that helps me shit." Lisbon reluctantly agreed, and Lisbon grabbed Jane's hand.
Instantly, it was squeezed with a pressure so intense it was all Lisbon could do not to scream.
Lisbon watched as a giant piece of shit -about two inches wide- emerged from Jane's ass.
Jane kept on pushing this monster out, and pretty soon it was 11 or so inches long. Lisbon was amazed.
Then, Jane finishes pooping this piece of shit out, and proceeds to let out another log like 8 inches long and probably an inch and a half wide.
Finally, when Lisbon thought that he couldn't possibly have to go anymore, he started pissing. Ah, he's done, Lisbon thought.
Then, Jane let rip an amazing stinky fart, and Lisbon looked down at him to see if he was okay.
Then, as if in slow motion, Lisbon see diarrhea fountain out of Jane's ass, and pool on the floor that he was crouching on.
It went on for an amazingly long time, and when it finally stopped, Lisbon asked him if he was okay now.
"I'm much better now. Lets get in the car and go to your house like planned and please don't tell anyone about this, okay?"
Lisbon promised, and they got back into the car.