Rumblewood Cabin (Poll winner!)

Long overdue but finally here, the poll winner for...March, April? Not sure anymore, but ONE OF THOSE MONTHS has finally arrived!
A simple gal tries to get rid of her thunder phobia by spending a night in the notoriously stormy Rumblewoods...surely her pants her perfectly fear messing proof, right~?
Please do enjoy, and eagerly look forward to the next poll winner in just a day or two from now!

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“Are you sure you’ll be alright out here by yourself, Katie? I could stay with you if yo-”

“I’m POSITIVE, mom!

I’m 23 now, if I don’t do this by myself there won’t be any point!

I promise, I’ll be fiiiine!”

“...alright kiddo, then I’ll come pick you up whenever you call.
Just be safe...love ya!”

With this, Katie slammed the door to the minivan shut and waved to her mother as she drove down the long, dirt path leading out of the woods.

Once the car was entirely out of sight, Katie’s arm dropped slowly and her typically bright smile faded to an uncertain frown as dark clouds already began rolling in.

The entirety of her 4’9 stature shuddered a bit at the thought of what was to come, her stomach already beginning to tie itself in knots!

But this was why she was here in the Rumblewoods...with how many thunderstorms centered themselves here, she’d rid herself of her astraphobia lickety-split!

...hopefully.

And so with a calming sigh to herself, she picked up her two duffle bags and headed into the family cabin behind her.

“Nothing to be scared of...you’ve got this, Katheranne!”

The cabin was old, for sure.

No modern-day amenities to be had, old wood floors that creak at every step, dust that flew pretty much anywhere she went...truly, it was a rustic experience.

But Katie was into it! The girl eagerly trotted over to the fireplace, kindled up some tinder, and pulled from one of her duffles a nice, long novel along with several snacks and pre-made meals.

Her mom made sure that she was stocked with enough to last her a weekend, but she was determined to make this a one-night affair!

“Just one night in the woods, one night and thunderstorms won’t matter one bit to me~” she confidently repeated to herself, already unwrapping a sandwich and chowing down.
Straight until the setting sun was overtaken by clouds, Katie snacked and read for hours until her eyes finally grew tired.

By the time light no longer filtered in through the windows and the flame was beginning to die, she bookmarked her story, stood up to stretch her adorably stuffed tummy, and prepped for bedtime.

“Easy-peasy so far, Mom’s too much of a worrywart!” she repeated to herself, tossing in some more firewood before changing into her sleepwear.

Now in just a cozy nightshirt and a simple pair of white cotton panties, Katie flopped herself into bed face-first. A full tummy and fireside warmth would quickly put her to sleep, but before she let herself drift off she just had to take oooone little peek out the window…

“Hrmmm…” she pensively sighed, watching the first hints of rain begin to sprinkle down upon the glass.

Katie believed in keeping a positive attitude no matter what, but she couldn’t help herself when it started to pour.

Her fingers began to twirl nervously at her soft blonde hair, and she’d just gently start biting at her lip as the dull tensing of her stomach started.
All things she had to learn to ignore along with the rain.

After she’d confirmed that the rain was indeed only falling harder by the minute, she managed to break herself away from the morbid obsession with watching it, turning in her bed and covering herself with her blanket.

“One night, no problem!

One night, no problem.

One night, no pro...blem..mmm…”

And with this little mantra going again and again, those pretty brown eyes lulled to darkness soon enough, leaving the girl to nothing but her dreams...

Soft moans escaped her lips as she fell into that deep REM sleep. Occasionally she’d giggle, mention something about a gorgeous prince sweeping her off her feet, maybe even getting married...followed by some mumblings about various cake options that left her drooling just the slightest bit onto her pillow.

But as the rain fell so hard and consistently throughout the night, those sweet and colorful dreams slowly began to turn sour and gray.

And after a myriad of odd, but wonderful scenarios she found herself in, Katie now found herself quickly jolting awake at the sound of an ominous rumbling…

“AH!!!
W-W-Wha...where...what time is it…”

She panickedly looked about for her phone before noting it was 3:23 AM.

The room was near pitch black right now, save for the distant lights flashing outside the windows…

Lightning.

“Oh...oh, the storm must’ve woken me up.
G-Guess it’s not gonna be as easy as I thought…”
She sighed with a bit of a nervous smile, pulling the blanket back and sitting at the edge of her bed now in thought.

Her heart was still beating a bit quicker than normal, but she was doing okay...only about 4 or 5 more hours until she could call it quits and head home, conqueror of her own fears!

It really wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been. In fact, she might even make this a permanent vacationing spo-

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!

PRRRRRRRrrrrRRRRRLRPRFRRT!!!

She hadn’t even seen it coming!

Without any idea, lightning had struck somewhere not too far away from her, and the resulting thunder roared throughout the entire cabin.

Katie jumped so quickly she couldn’t even find the scream meant to escape her gaping mouth.

But her bottom was more than eager to release the fearful exclamation for her.

A flood of warm, semi-visible gas blasted from underneath her butt, powerful enough to lift her just a couple inches off the sheets as her nerves responded the way they usually did to thunder.

No sooner than when she landed on her feet did she go running for her sweatpants.

“Crap, Crap, Crap!!!
Don’t do it yet, h-hold on….”

Katie whimpered out shakily as she struggled to even get one foot through the pant legs.
An immense pressure was building at her backside now, one that certainly was more solid than the gas she’s just exploded with.

That snack-stuffed tummy was responding the only way it knew how during such a loud thunderstorm like this one, and getting ready to evacuate just about everything she had in her right where she stood.

Katie’d dealt with such…’sudden movements’ before, but even still the mere panic she got from hearing those loud booming noises from above would keep her mind far too frazzled to think or act properly.

And after a minute or so of struggling to quickly pull her pants up, she heard it again...

KRRRRRRAAAAAAAAOOOOBOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!

“aaaaaaAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, NO NO NO PLEASE!!!”

She yelled out near tears as she felt her cheeks already begin to part at that intense sound, absolutely abandoning the idea of pulling the sweats up her butt and began to make a mad-dash...err, waddle towards the front door.

Though upon opening it and seeing the outhouse a mere couple of yards away in the rain…

rrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRRRRKRRRRRRAAAAAAAACKAAAAAAOOOOBOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!

As if the heavens themselves were teasing her specifically, lightning would strike right upon the outhouse before blowing it to mere pieces of flying, burning wood, leaving nothing but the body-shuddering soundwaves that Katie feared so much!
With her pants only halfway up her thighs, eyes wet with fearful tears and little body utterly shaking with failed attempts at running, poor Katheranne went blank and lost all control.

sssSSSSCRRRRRRRRRRRRRLPRTCH!

The poor seat of Katie’s cute little cotton panties began to bulge out as something thick and hard pushed its way through.
The sticky crackles of a warm, semi-solid load began to utterly fill up the back of her panties with increasingly thick ropes of hot girl mud all at it’s own whim.

The girl stood there frozen in fear for another 10 seconds or so before feeling her legs start to buckle, and her bottom ache as if something were passing through it...and when she blinked back into reality, she could only look back with a new horror washing over her…

“N-NO!!!
NO STOP DON’T...H-HRRRRNFFF...Q-QUIT IT, MY PANTIES AREN’T EVEN GONNA HOLD!!!

GRRRRRRRRGH!!!”

To no avail, Katie desperately barked back at her own ass while her poo began to slide out full-force!

What started off as a mere golfball-sized bulge quickly blossomed into an orange, then a lumpy grapefruit, and even furthermore into a watermelon-shaped pile of fat brown loaves as Katie fell to her knees, clutching a nervously cramped up stomach.

She stood no chance at stopping the flow, and found her body actively forcing her to bear down and strain more of this desperate mess out...still watching the heavy downpour mere inches from her sweaty, blushing face.

There was nobody out here to witness her like this, not a soul to see (or smell) the fear-induced shame she was so forcefully grunting out into a quickly overstuffing pair of panties...but even still, she couldn’t help but whimper and whine to herself.

“Stupid...dumb, stinky little baby Katie can’t even make it through a storm without filling her undies...MMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNFFFF!!!

Oooh gooooood...I-I’m never gonna fix this, am I!?

I’m gonna have to wear diapers at this rate...NNNNNNNRRRRRGH!!!”

She lamented to nobody in particular as humiliating flashbacks to rainy schooldays, family trips and even a birthday party ran through her mind!

All with the same unifying event; Katie squatting down and utterly blowing up her pants like a helpless little toddler.

Minutes into her accident, Katie was still going...as were her panties.

Despite the sheer amount of how much she was pushing, her underwear were actually stretching to meet the demands of her massive dump.

At this point, she had an entire beanbag chair sitting behind her, steamy and squishy as any pile of fresh mess would be, but still...perfectly contained.

And Katie was growing exhausted...all this forced pushing and yet her tummy still felt just as crampy and full as when she started.

She sighed shakily, and began to just accept what was happening rather than fight it…
At this moment, she WAS the same Crappy Katie from her childhood. The same short little blondie who needed her mommy to come bring her a change of pants anytime the skies got darker.

And as she was held in place by the now ridiculously overweight pile in her pants, she was made to just lean back in her poopy panties and just watch the storm in all it’s furious glory…

Rain, lightning, and thunder all at once as her butt continued to slop out an endless mush…

“H-Huh...it...it was so scary all this time that I never really...enjoyed the moment I guess…”

As the panties would QUICKLY begin to grow and overwhelm the furniture, push against the walls and even reach as high as the ceiling, Katie found herself fully giving into the feeling.

The rhythmic pitter-patter of rain, the low, powerful rumble of thunder and the warm coziness she got from her own homemade seat...it was actually the perfect combination for easing the nerves she got from the situation.

A small smile even began to creep up on her sweat-glistened face as she glanced down at her phone, mom right on speed dial in case she needed to be picked up immediately.

“It’s not too late to get over it...I can still make the night...maybe even the weekend!!!”

A soft giggle escaped her as the bubbly personality began to rush back to her.
And so, for another hour straight, Katie continued to now casually push into her ever-growing mudbath and found herself falling asleep, with both rumbles of a furious storm and her own growling bowels working in tandem to lull her to dreamland…

…

“...atie?
Katie!?

KATIE, BABY WAKE UP!!!”

“...huuuuh?”

With bleary eyes and a strangely relieved feeling surging through her now stretching body, Katie awoke to the familiar sight of her mother, worriedly shaking her daughter awake.

A warm smile greeted the woman as Katie responded…

“Hey mom! I made it through the night, see~? Worst storm ever and your big girl totally made it!!!”

“You made SOMETHING alright, Katie we gotta get you to a hospital or something! This is insane!!! I thought something was up when you didn’t answer my calls but...u-urrrgh...”

The woman responded with absolute horror as she stood back, fingers pinching her nose tightly.

Katie cocked her head a bit in confusion before shifting in her seat, only to feel the cool squish underneath her butt and catching a full whiff of something absolutely foul!

“What the…”

She glanced back behind her to see nothing but a sea of stained, bulging white cotton filling out every crevice of the cabin!

Her mind was drawing blanks for a second, but when she remembered just how sweet it felt to face a storm in the warm comfort of her own pillowy poo, she just smiled wider…

“Don’t worry about that, mom! I’ve never felt better, and thunder’s not a problem anymore!!!

...also we totally gotta get more of these panties, they’re insanely capacious!!!”

And with a begrudging smile of her own, Katie’s mother was...despite the utterly ridiculous, filthy way her daughter dealt with her phobia, HAPPY to see her brave little girl face her fears all on her own.

Not asking one question more (for fear of her own sanity being tested at the thought of how all that poo was produced), she helped her daughter out of that landfill of a pair of panties, hosed her down and deemed the cabin a...loss.

But Katie knew that one day, she’d return to the Rumblewoods and clean that cabin out...renovate it even!

For she did something far more than just cope with her fear, she...grew to LOVE it.
Messy aftermath and all~