This choice: A cute girl looking for a secluded spot to use the bathroom • Go Back...Chapter #3A cute girl looking for a secluded spot to use ... by: Guzzlord   After looking around, you decide to spread out your towel in front of large car-sized rock and take one final glance around you. No one in sight. You make a sigh in relief as you begin to stretch and lay down and relax. All your work has finally payed off. You remember the hours you spent yesterday researching this spot. It was perfectly hidden from the rest of the beach, a quiet sanctuary far away from the crowds. And the best part? There was no nasty women asking you to put sunscreen on them.
You close your eyes and take in the warmth of the bright sun. The rhythmic waves of the sea calm your mind as you begin to doze off... only to be interrupted by the cute sound of a girl's voice behind you.
"Hello? No one's here right?"
Your body freezes as soon as you hear her speak. Why did this have to happen today? You hear her footsteps head in your direction. Maybe if you pretend to be invisible she won't bother you. You hold your breath, lean your body against the big rock, and pray she doesn't notice you.
Your heart begins to pound as you hear the girl's footsteps slow down as she approaches the backside of the big rock you are resting behind. Has she spotted you? You grimace, expecting her to turn the corner and find you, but instead she stops. You hear her peel back her bikini bottom and take a deep breath.
"PPLPPPPLPSSSHTTTT" The sound of shitting fills your ears and you hear the girl begin to grunt harder. A foul smell hits your nose as you slowly realize your special spot on the beach is about to become an outhouse. What the fuck is wrong with some people, why can't she just use the beach bathrooms like a normal person? You sit silently in her stench as you wait for her to finish her business.
After what seemed like an eternity, you hear the poop girl rise to her feet.
"Drat, I forgot to bring toilet paper, didn't I? What should I do now?" she mutters to herself, "I really don't want to get wet right now, but it looks like I won't have a choice."
Your body jolts up as you hear her begin to walk around the rock towards the ocean--- and right by you! You see a very cute girl with long black hair with nice wide hips wearing a blue and white bikini round the rock and let out a gasp.
"Wah! How long have you been there for?! You didn't hear me... do my business... did you?"
"A-ah, no, I was just napping behind this rock." You awkwardly tell her. She breathes a sigh of relief.
"Oh thank goodness, I think I might have died from embarrassment if you'd have heard all that. My name's Jenny by the way."
You tell her your name in response and she chuckles.
"I had no idea there was someone else who knew about this spot. You must have a pretty good eye."
"Y-yeah, I was hoping to just relax and take in the scenery here, away from everyone else."
"It's really beautiful isn't it? I come to this spot almost everyday, it's like a ritual to me."
The two of you become silent for a moment as Jenny looks longingly out towards the ocean before turning back to you.
"I was planning on heading home, but why I don't I stay here and relax with you? It's been a long time since I've watched the sunset from this spot."
Oh no... This was not how you wanted to spend your day off. Why does this always happen? You're about to tell this bitch to fuck off, but as you look at her smiling face, you realize you don't have it in you. "Whatever makes you happy I guess" you mutter as you begin to lie back down on your towel.
You see Jenny's eyes light up, "You won't regret this, I promise!" she exclaims. "Oh, but we should probably find a different spot to lay down. This is my pooping rock where I do my business. I'm actually surprised you never smelt anything, there's a lot of old toilet paper buried in the sand here."
You watch her foot wiggle in the sand a little and see her push up some used toilet paper. You let out a shriek and jump to your feet, quickly grabbing your towel. All that shit was under the sand this whole time? You feel sick to your stomach. You make a mental note to stay far away from this rock in the future.
After distancing yourself from the pooping rock, you lay out your beach towel once more and sit down. You see Jenny walk over to you and plop her butt right next to yours.
"Sorry, I don't have a towel with me. I hope you don't mind sharing yours with me." She says with a grin.
As you try to get comfortable, you feel her start to press her body against yours. She smells a bit sweaty, most likely from being outside most of the day. As you begin contemplate your life decisions, you smell a faint whiff of shit.
"Ugh. I forgot, I still need to wipe my ass from earlier." Jenny mutters, "Listen, you seem like a really chill dude and I wouldn't ask you this if I didn't trust you. Do you think you could help me wipe? I really really don't want to take a dip right now."
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