Party Spooper

“Just LOOK at them.
Having such a graaaand ol’ time, WITHOUT me!!!”

The salty, short 16-year old girl known as Bethany watched oh-so enviously from behind the bushes of that awful girl Megan’s house!

She had a sneaking suspicion she was being left out of something when more than just Megan’s ‘popular girl’ clique started avoiding her at school.

Everyone stopped talking to her like she had the plague!

I mean sure, she was a little weird what with her quite frankly spooky and worrisome family history, and yeah she pretty much looked like a 5-year old with her unusually short stature and somewhat...underdeveloped body, but she was at LEAST cute!!!

To be ignored by even her typical acquaintances was...something was definitely not right!

And lo and behold, dressed up on Halloween night in an adorable purple witch’s outfit to make use of her small stature and get herself some candy, she just HAPPENED to spot Megan’s house and see nothing but a hella good time blasting from within…

“I MEAN COME ON!!!
Susan, Li-Li, Marina...even Courtney’s there!!!

She gets invited after sleeping with her boyfriend, and I get casted away after ONE curse playfully placed one her!?
Oooh...oh I’m SO not letting them get away with this one…”

She grumbled to herself, turning around and crouching down as she dug around in her backpack, past the irresponsible amount of candy she’d earned that night.

Finally, she picked up an old, dusty, 1000-page thick tome she’d been carrying with her since she was practically born!

“I’ve filled this thing with all sorts of hexes over the years...there has to be SOMETHING I can use to give these bitches what for!!!
Spontaneous combustion...noooo, that’s murder and murder’s ‘wrong’ or something.

Ooo, maybe a plague of rats!!!...urgh, but that’d ruin the neighborhood too…

What else, what else…

...oh...OH.
Oh my gooood, yes this is PERFECT! Who knew five-year-old me could write up such a simple, yet GENIUS hex!?
Aaaaahahahahaha~!”

Bethany cackled madly as found the perfect page in her tome, just picturing the chaos that would ensue from such a petty little spell.

Oh the sights, the sounds...the SMELLS!!!

“A-Ahem…

Poopy Pants, Poopy Pants, Make my Enemy Have...D-Droopy Pants?
God, I could’ve done alot better with the rhyme-scheme…”

Crossing her short, plump legs and setting her spellbook atop her lap, she traced over the heavily inked runes on the page as she chanted over and over again.

Dark, purplish aura began to surround her.

The wind ominously began to blow up from beneath her, fluttering her dress and tossing her soft black curls around.

And finally, when her chanting got just loud enough and her eyes began to glow, the aura dispersed!

Shadowy figures circled the house left and right before sneaking through any small crevice they could.

Each one used one of those pretty young ladies’ rears as their target, sneaking right through their costumes and underthings and up where the sun never shone.

And so, she waited eagerly, practically bouncing in place as her magic literally worked its way into each and every girl’s system…

“And oh my gosh, did you SEE what that creepy little brat was wearing today!?”

“Oh god don’t even get me started.

She might as well have been wearing DIAPERS under those dumb overalls!!!”

“Omg, you’re soooo ri-
Grrrgle…
O-Oh…”

“Megan?
What’s wro-PHRRRRRLAURPT!!!”

“It’s working, IT’S WORKING!!!
GAHAHAHA!!!”

As the first wind of the night was broken, Bethany’s eyes grew wide with excitement.
Nothing could wipe the big dumb grin off her freckle-specked face as the first victim, Li-Li, clutched at her abdomen and fell to her knees with her tight white panties showing blatantly under her Wednesday Addams cosplay.

And as the spell crafted by a 5-year old witch who was teased one-too-many times over her failed potty training worked it’s magic on the pigtailed girl, the first signs of a thick, gooey mess squished into her seat with a silence-breaking ‘SCCRLPT!’

Under normal circumstances, screams and laughter would fill the house that second! Pointing and teasing would be this young woman’s life for the rest of high-school!

But tonight...EVERYONE would be feeling that warm squish on their butt.

“Oooh god, why is my stomach so...urk!
H-Hrrrrmph!!!
*FRRRrrrrrRRRRRRLAAAAARULT!!!*

Oh shit, shit shit shit…”

Marina, dressed up in her boldly revealing warrior princess outfit felt the wettest fart slap out from her gorgeously toned cheeks before she made a mad dash for the bathroom.

Her black thong was already stained, she could FEEL it.

But when she opened the door to the bathroom only to see Courtney sitting there on the toilet, with her sexy catgirl shorts around her ankles and filled with a whole LOT of something that belonged in a litterbox, Marina’s hopes sank deeeep into her stomach.
Then her butt.

And finally, torrenting right past her little piece of clingy, browned fabric and splattering onto the floor completely against her will.

Panic was now washing over the initially quitely grunting crowd! 

Girls and boys all over where desperately looking for something to relieve themselves in, most of which only succeeded in showing off their steadily filling underwear in the process.

Cries of pain and humiliation were everywhere!

The smell of 50-something young, freshly soiled bottoms was already hitting Bethany’s cute little nose from within, forcing her to pound onto the wall cackling with laughter.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Oh this is...ahahah...t-this is too good!
I have to remember this spell, the school will smell like a barnyard at least once a WEEK! 

O-Ohohoho...oh gosh, yes!
Oh it’s happening to Megan finally, oh PLEASE rip right through that skanky fake witch dress of yours!”

The little enchantress watched EAGERLY as that hated, long-haired busty beauty Megan stumbled towards the front door…

“F-Fuck...nnnrrrgh!!!
I-I gotta...get out of...h-here...MMMRNGH!!!

*brrrrrRRRRRRUUUUUUULPT”

Doubled-over and nearly CRAWLING towards the door, Megan weakly reached for the doorknob hoping to at least dump her impossibly urgent load in the bushes!

Seeing all that shapely booty meat shake left and right, quivering as she struggled to not soil her tight, black dress and full-cut lace underneath...this had to have been the night of Bethany’s whole school career!

She couldn’t help herself by this point, she HAD to rub it in!

Scrambling around the corner from the window to the front door, she opened the thing up just in time to be standing ABOVE Megan for once, hands on her hips and smug grin shining down on the girl’s pathetic, desperate self.

“TRICK OR TREAT, BITCH!!!
AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

She greeted her just as rudely as she pleased, throwing her head back in total delight as Megan’s face grew paler by the second.

“you...YOU!

YOU DID THIS, DIDN’T YOU YOU LITTLE SHIT!!!
I’M GONNA FU-GUHA…”

“Tsk tsk tsk~
Mind yourself now, Megan dearie.
You don’t wanna have a little...shit-fit, now do you~?”

The witch took waaay too much pleasure in teasing this girl, taking the opportunity to dig the heel of her cute little slippers into the back of Megan’s head, forcing her to kiss the floor.

All she could see now were the cute, bat-print panties hugging Bethany’s small, yet developed womanhood underneath her dress…

“U-Undo this, RIGHT NOW BETHANY!!!”

She demanded, wiggling nervously underfoot as her tired, round ass sputtered out with a nasty, wet ‘prrrlrplrpt’.

But Bethany just wasn’t hearing it.
...and not because she was enjoying herself anymore either…

“U-Urrrnph...wha...what’s happening!?”
The girl suddenly tensed up, her small fists tightly clenching at either of her sides as her own chubby, freckle-specked rear rumbled.

*pppppPPPPHHHHHHRRRRAAAAAAAAARPT~!*

A nervous sweat broke out on her brow.

Slowly, she tried lifting her foot off of Megan, only to end up falling forward as a sharp cramp hit her stomach HARD.
Bethany landed face-first into Megan’s ass, while simultaneously straddling the back of Megan’s head between her thighs, her own warm soft tush smashing down atop it.

“OH MY GOD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?
GET OFF BEFORE I-GRRRRRNGH!!!”

She furiously cried out, breaking down into a desperate grunting and pushing as her shit DEMANDED release!

A warm, forceful gust of nasty wind blew right into Bethany’s face, making her shiver and groan with disgust!

But even worse still…

“N-No no no...N-NNNNNNRRRRRRGHOOOOOOOOO!!!!

*cccccCRRRRRRLLLLLLPHHHHHRRRRUPT!!!*”

That gas was followed up IMMEDIATELY by a surge of thick, crackling buttmud with barely a warning!

As Megan screamed and cried, pounding her fists against the floor she felt every last inch of fresh hot mess so roughly, bumpily slide out of her only to press up and squish nice and tight against her!

Her bubbly dump spread out over her cheeks beautifully, filling the confines of her sheer black panties until she had a whole pancake of ick in there!

Poor Bethany’s face was stuck within the crevice of her ass too, nose-first, FORCED to catch a faceful of the girl’s load like a warm, reeking pillow slowly smothering her.

“EW EW EW EW, MEGAN GROSS STOP I...u-urrrngh.
Why does my stomach hurt so ba...D-Did I...hex MYSELF!?!?’
Oh no...oooh...a-a-ah~!”

“*Snnfff...snff snff.*
Bethany...Bethany, don’t you DARE.
HOLD IT, YOU FUCKIN’ BRA-”

“Nnnfff...HRNNNGH.
MRRRRRRNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!”

And in a...somewhat predictable twist of fate, the young witch was entirely helpless to stop her sweet little rear from opening up and letting loose all her churned up, digested candy from the night as one big mudslide into her childish panties.

Starting with one semi-solid log ejecting itself from between those milky cheeks, her poo quickly coiled up before turning into an indescernable pile of goop as the load quickly grew looser and looser.

All Bethany could do was scrunch her face up and hug Megan’s midsection tightly as she squeezed her load out.
DAMN did that hex do it’s job!

Several pounds of densely packed girl fudge made those poor bat prints fade to brown as the seat of her underwear iself bloated and bulged out all over the back of Megan’s head.

Like a nice little cushion made entirely of poo, Bethany shuddered with relief as she, along with most of the rest of the party finally emptied themselves of both their mess and their curse…

Megan, unable to even lift her head with so much steaming hot sticky mess threatening to spill out onto her, simply muttered incoherently in between her pitiful sniffling, with her face flat to the floor.

Schoolmates all over laid where they formerly stood, or crouched, or squatted...all just shamefully basking in their fuming shame.

Though things hadn’t gone QUITE as planned, Bethany still had to smile to herself a bit.

“Oh god, that’s...urgh, alot.

So squishy!!!
Ewww ew ew...”
She complained to herself, lightly shifting atop her dump much to the fear and whimpering of Megan underneath, before sighing and laying her head atop the larger girl’s butt contently, giving her thighs a light, absent-minded stroke as she looked over the chaos she created.

“But totally worth it~”