"Can I go to the bathroom?" Eleanor asked after raising her trunk comically as she sat in class. The teacher granted her permission as she set off for the restroom right in the classroom.
She quickly closed the door, locking it and walking to the middle of the room, pausing to take her pants down and squatting. She smiled and sighed as she felt the familiar feeling of her panties drooping at a leisurely pace. She carefully got up and removed her underwear, carefully unloading its contents into the toilet, sitting on it to pee. After a liberal use of toilet paper on herself, she was about to get to work on her underwear when there was a knock at the door. "Aw man, I spent too long..." She thought, as she threw away the toilet paper, pulling her underwear and pants up after flushing the toilet. "Alright, I'm comin'!" She said, walking out with a familiar, yet not entirely pleasant feeling behind herself, especially as she sat down in class.
Later at home, she'd discarded her clothes, forgetting that she didn't have the chance to clean up so well. "Eleanor?" Her mother said as she poked her head into her room that evening. "Are you alright? Your panties are looking kind of..." She looked at them. "Well, did you poop your panties today?" She asks, point blank. Eleanor stopped what she was doing and shook her head, telling her mother that she didn't.
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