Sasha's Desperation

The Rush

                                                 (This takes place in the academy at night in the year 850)

(Author's Note: I might just make one chapter for this.  like I said, I don't have a lot of inspiration.  but then again, I could make another chapter that is relating for tomorrow afternoon.  please post comments if I should to that.)

           As the trainees were in the dining hall, eating dinner, and Sasha decided to find some more potatoes.  and then she found one in a dark corner of the room.   She checked to see if no one was looking, and she grabbed the potato and ate it.  she thinks she shouldn't have done that, but she thinks, (What could go wrong?). 

         Then as she sat down, she felt a rumble in her stomach.  it got a little louder each 10 seconds.  Then she thought, (oh man, what was I thinking of eating that potato?  I have to empty it out.  but I can hold it for a while.) 

                 then there was an argument between Jean and Eren, as usual, and then Mikasa was intervening, then the shouting continued between Jean and Eren.  then there was a fight, and Eren used a technique that Annie taught him during training.  Then the door opened, and Sasha's digestive system was being overpowered by that raw potato, making a fart escape.  it wasn't too loud.  then Mikasa said, "Sasha passed some gas, coming your way sir." Then Sasha was gasping, making another one escape.  "Why am I not surprised? for god's sake have some respect for yourself." said Shadis. 

        Then everyone left the dining hall.  Sasha's stomach kept on rumbling very loud.  making it easy to hear, but no one was near by so she didn't have to be embarrassed.  "Damn it Mikasa.  why did you have to say that?!  and how the hell did you hear that?!" said Sasha.  then she tried to drink some water to make the farts go away.  but then she felt a great pressure on her bladder.  (DAMN IT!!!) furiously thought Sasha.  She grabbed her crotch with one of her hands, and her butt with the other, to make sure nothing is escaping.  she was bouncing on her knees for a while, cursing quietly for several seconds, then she got her calm composure and pulling her hand out of her crotch and away from her butt.

       "I really should have gone to the bathroom before I left the building." cried Sasha.  "now I can't because it's locked.  and I can't release it out here because Shadis could literally kill me!"  Sasha then also cried, "i can't do it in the girl's cabin because it might be loud, and it will smell in there.  but fortunately, I don't have diarrhea, but I DO have to poop and pee." she said whispering quietly.  Another wave of pressure has arrived.  "What am I going to do?!" cried Sasha. 

        Then she ran around, trying to find a place where she could take a dump and piss, but no luck.  then she remembered, "Wait, I think I saw a portable toilet somewhere around here.  but I better find it fast."  the was running around, in the dark, fortunately there were torches lit up so she could see a little better.  but she still couldn't find one.  then she tripped as she ran, she caught herself though, but cried a little as she thinks she peed her heart-patterned panties and also cried out that a small log has escaped her butt and on to her panties. making a small bulge.  she jammed her hands on her ass and then into her crotch.  a small wet spot appeared on her crotch when she leaked a little.  "I REALLY should have looked at a map or something so I can find a portable potty.  because I DONT KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER I CAN HOLD IT!" Cried out Sasha, but not too loud so probably no one can hear her shout. 

                         Then she saw something at the corner of her eye: a portable potty, just 10 feet away.  (YES, FINALLY!) thought a happy Sasha, then she ran, but stopped a few feet because another spurt of pee escaped her bladder, out of her urethra, on to her heart-patterned panties, making the wet spot grow a little bigger.  and then another log, a little bigger than the last one, escaped her butt and onto her underwear, making the bulge of the back of her pants a little bigger.  she was blushing furiously, so she decided to walk to the portable toilet, her left hand holding her crotch and her right hand in between her ass.  About every step, a fart escaped, making it smell worse each step.  then after 15 steps, and about 15 farts escaping her butt, she looked at a paper that said: