Natasha and Jillian
by Lisa

Jillian's stomach rumbled again. She giggled at the stares from her boyfriend and the others sitting at her table. She and her friend Natasha were attending a dinner and fund raiser. There was a well dressed man in a grey suit on stage giving a rather boring speech.

'Man', thought Jillian 'I've got to poop!' She leaned over to Natasha. "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Oh, I'll go with you," Natasha said, brushing her blond hair from her face. The pair stood, straightened their beautiful evening gowns (Black for Jillian, tight and red for Natasha), kissed their SO's and headed off to the powder room.

When they entered, there was a blond doing her makeup in the mirror. The stalls where empty, except for one. It's occupant flushed, pulled up her panties and pants and left the stall. She was quite striking, a cute little blond in a grey pinstriped pants suit. She washed her hands next to the blond in the mirror. When she was finished, she walked behind the girl in the mirror, put her hands on her butt and kissed her check.

"Let's go, Lisa," she said. "One second, Leanne," Said Lisa. She puckered her lips in the mirror and the pair walked out, holding hands. Natasha and Jillian exchanged glances. "That's nice" Natasha sighed. She loved it when others were happy. Jillian nodded.

They took a look around. The bathroom was far from lovely. It wasn't that it was dirty, it just wasn't as nice as the rest of the restaurant. Jillian quickly made her way to the first stall closest to the door. She closed and locked the stall, pulled down her panties and nylons, hiked up her dress and sat.

"Woooh!" she squealed, "that's cold!!" She waited for the seat to warm and then let her little butt hole relax. Natasha walked to the mirror and began to touch up her makeup.

A huge fart erupted from Jillians pink butthole. PHRRURT! "Ahhhhhhhh!" BLOORP BLOORP. She began to push."Oh Jillian!" Natasha cried, "You didn't tell me you'd be taking a dump!" Natasha was worried. Jillians farts and poop fumes were positively LETHAL.

Jillian giggled. "Oops" BLORPS "sorry" POOM POOM POOM. "I didn't think it would bother you!" She giggled. "UNNNNNNNN!" she began to push. A big, brownish green poop pushed it's way out of her bum, landing with a plop. Soon, the stink made it's way to Natasha's little nose.

"OOOOOH GOD! JILLIAN, I THINK YOU SHOULD SEE A DOCTOR. I DON'T THINK A HEALTHY WOMAN SHOULD SMELL LIKE THAT!"

"He he he." POOMP! "Ooop! Here comes a big one!" with another big fart, a second huge, gooey log slid out of Jillian's butt, dirtying up her pretty white cheeks. Natasha gagged.

"I'm out of here!" she said, quickly walking to the door, her heals clicking on the tile. She took the handle and gave a pull. It didn't open. She tugged again. It didn't budge. She frantically pulled at the door. Not a chance. "Jillian" she called, "The door won't open. You have to stop pooping until I can get it open!"

"Stop?" Jillian said. "I can't 'stop'" Ploort" you'll just have to take it. Ploop ploop. BLOOORP... PLOOORPS BLORT BLORT BLORT! "Excuse ME!" Jillian giggled, some smaller turds falling from her bum.

"OOOOOH GOD!" Natasha said. She felt queasy. "I think I'm gonna...." She grabbed her stomach and ran to the toilet next to Jillians. She fell to her knees , put her head into the bowl and.... "BLEEGH!" Yellow, chunky vomit blew from Natasha's open mouth, splatering into the toilet. She began to cough. "BLOORG!" another wave of yellow vomit spewed from her mouth, splattering into the toilet.

Meanwhile, Jillian let out one last ear-drum shattering fart and flushed. She took off a couple of sheets of toilet paper and whipped her pretty pink cheeks until there was no more offensive material. She dropped it into the toilet and flushed. Pulling up her panties and pantyhose, she opened the stall and looked into the next one at Natasha, who was still dry heaving.

"Ummmmm...you want me to hold your hair?" she asked.