Last year I was really sick. Boyfriend took me to urgent care where they gave me an IV and a couple different meds. I was pretty out of it most of that day. Come evening, I’m feeling a little better and want to try and eat since I hadn’t been able to keep anything down the last 24 hrs. I put on a pair of my boyfriend’s sweats, get my shoes on, and as I’m standing there I feel the need to toot. Let me tell you, when you’ve been that sick, you should never ever ever trust a fart. I ended up pooping myself so bad in ran down my leg and into my shoes. I ran to the bathroom, locked the door and proceeded to just cry. My boyfriend being the amazing man that he is sat on the other side of the door doing his best to comfort me. While I was in the shower washing myself and HIS SWEATS off, he talked me into unlocking the door so he could bring me fresh clothes and a bag for my dirty ones. Now anytime I want to wear his sweats he makes me promise not to toot in them.
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