After you emptied the drink Hannah had offered you, you start preparing a meal. The girls help you out by cleaning the potatoes while you do the knifework readying the vegetables; carrots and broccoli. To finish the dish you fry some meatballs followed by a simple version of bearnaise-sauce.
Suddenly you feel your stomach acting up and making some noise. You are quick to ignore it, simply thinking it's a result of hunger since quite some time has passed since your last meal.
As the potatoes are getting ready you ask the girl to set the table for the three of you. To your joy they do without hesitation and soon all of you are sitting around the table eating. After some time you feel another outbreak from your stomach which causes a wrench in your face.
"Is there something wrong Emily?" Hannah asks. She clearly sees you're having some trouble.
"Nah, I'm fine. My stomach is just acting up. I must be really hungry after all," you answer while trying to put on a smile.
You are quickly back to eating but can't take much more. However your stomach isn't acting better. In fact it's become much worse by this time. You decide to make a run for the bathroom. As you stand up to excuse yourself you find that only Krista is still in her chair. Hannah must have left quietly. Now standing up you feel the stomach pressure starting to apply to your bowels. Quickly you say to Krista that you have to leave for a moment. You feel pressure building up and turn towards the bathroom. A small fart escapes you as your walking ramps up in speed.
"Please, dear God, no", you think to yourself.
Finally you reach the bathroom door.
"Whew, I made it", you mumble and reach for the door handle. Then you realize the door is locked! You knock the door with your right hand in desperation while pressing your left against your crotch, a few drops of pee just escaped into your panties. Inside the bathroom Hannah is holding her ear against the door, smiling as things are developing just as she planned. She takes a few steps away from the door and shouts, "WHO'S THERE?"
Standing just outside cut off by the door the pressure in your stomach is now so intense you moved your hand from your front to your behind, trying to hold it in. Moaning and with desperation you shout, "Please, Hannah! Let me in. I really need to go!"
"How bad do you need it? 'Cuz I'm not done yet!" Hannah yells back.
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