Love to Shit Girls - Massive Morning Bulge

In the morning, you find yourself pulling on your tights with all your might, trying to squeeze into them despite the massive bulge that's threatening to spill out. You're a Love to Shit Girl, and this is your typical morning routine: struggling to contain the weight of your feces as you go about your daily activities. Today, though, you've really outdone yourself. Your pants are that of a professional woman, tailored to fit your body like a glove. However, the constant strain is starting to show - the material stretched taut across your ass cheeks, revealing the contours of what's hidden beneath. You glance down, unable to resist the urge to see the evidence of your gluttony. Your eyes widen in disbelief at the sight before you: your asshole puckered tightly, holding back a mountain of shit. You can feel the warmth radiating from your body, seeping through your clothes. It's like an aphrodisiac - the thought of all that filth coiled up inside you makes you tingle with anticipation. You reach down between your legs, feeling the heat emanating from your soaking wet pussy. Your fingers rub against your clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body as you try to ignore the ever-growing pressure in your bowels. Every step you take sends tremors through your abdomen, making your insides churn and bubble. You're so turned on that you can barely think straight - all you can focus on is the overwhelming need to empty yourself, to let out all that built-up feces and make room for more. You know that once you give in to your desires, there's no going back. You'll be consumed by the savage bliss of shitting yourself, losing all sense of shame or decency in the process. As the day wears on, the bulge in your tights becomes more pronounced, more provocative. You can feel the weight of your own creation pulling you down, begging to be released. The sensation is driving you mad with desire - you long to give in to the animalistic urges coursing through your veins. But you also know that the anticipation is half the fun; the build-up of tension, the constant struggle to contain yourself. Finally, as the sun begins to set, you find yourself alone in a secluded alleyway. The adrenaline coursing through your veins as you prepare for the ultimate release. You reach into your panties, fingers sinking deep into the warm, sticky mess that's been building up all day. With one last look of defiance, you give in to the overwhelming urge to let it all go. You stand motionless for what feels like an eternity, the world around you fading into the background as you sink deeper into your own depravity. And then, finally, the dam breaks. You scream out in ecstasy as wave after wave of shit erupts from your gaping asshole, coating your legs and feet in a warm, sticky film. Collapse onto your knees, panting heavily as the last dregs of your massive load ooze out of your ass. Your tights are soaked through, the elastic straining to contain the reservoir of filth that now clings to your body. You're spent, utterly consumed by the most intense orgasm of your life. And yet, there's a part of you that can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring...