Jessica's eyes widened in her dismay. Her mouth hang open as she sank into the passenger seat and Michael made his way around the vehicle.
"The mall?!" she yelled once Michael climbed inside. "But it's a Saturday! That place is gonna be crawling with people from school! And even if I can keep them from noticing this.....thing you've got me waddling around in, I'm not sure I can hide my erm......discomfort. From.....well.....you know!"
Jess was blushing furiously as Michael started the engine and chuckled to himself.
"Oh yeah, almost forgot about that. So did you, ahem, "abstain" for as long as I instructed?" he asked Jessica.
She grimaced and slightly hunched over the glove box as her friend questioned her.
"Yes," Jessica muttered. "It's been over three days now since I last....."
She searched for the least uncomfortable word she could make use of.
"......since I last defecated." she groaned.
Her choice of words unfortunately did not prevent any discomfort at all. Though it may have added some more, as the sudden, blunt reminder of her situation caused Jessica's gut to churn, and she sent her hands to her butt and belly respectively in hopes of soothing her aching lower half.
Michael's poker face once again gave way to a devilish grin as he watched Jess squirm in her seat, though she wouldn't have noticed as she was now becoming wholly fixated on her present task of restraining what felt like a monstrous fart in the works. Mike would have been content in continuing to observe her struggle, but the road currently demanded his attention more than his friend's battle against her own bottom. The rest of their drive to the mall took place in silence, not even broken (much to Jessica's relief) by a passing of wind.
Michael, mischievous as he was, slid the car into a space at the far side of the parking lot from the mall entrance. As the pair made the long trek toward the doorway, Mike took great glee in watching Jessica attempt to walk beside him without parting her disobedient buttocks - a task made cruelly difficult for her by the thick, white diaper seeking to separate her legs at all costs. Finally they passed through the doors, the air curtain chilling the sweat left on Jessica's forehead from her extended effort to contain the storm brewing within her.
"Now that we're here, why don't you choose what we do first?" Michael asked her.
He knew there was no answer that would spare Jess from embarrassment, so giving her the chance to pick her own poison only fed his impish amusement.
Jessica knew she was fighting a losing battle with her rear end, and decided to choose a location to minimize her humiliation if she should lose the war while still at the mall. She considered the possible parts of the mall to choose from. There was Forever 21, where she expected she might run into someone from her group of girl friends. There was the arcade, where she anticipated her somewhat geekier school friends of either gender might be found. And then there was Starbucks, where a lot of the hipster kids from school were known to congregate. Jessica weighed her options as her colon simultaneously weighed on her.
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