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This was from an idea I had a while back and finally decided to get it down.  May not be one of my best but i needed to get the idea out of my mind.

Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "\tI brushed my giant tail nervously as the meeting went on. I didn’t like standing out usually and for some reason I had decided to take on a presenting role for the current project. My nose twitched at the end of my snout, whiskers flitting about. ‘Would I be alright,’ I thought as my triangular ears flicked at every sound. I breathed heavily as the anxiety pumped through my veins. I felt as my fur seemed to shed itself. “And now to present the financial gains from this project is Jerry,” my coworker said as they motioned for me to come up.\n\tI quickly moved to the podium at the head of the conference room. Suddenly the tones of a Nokia cell phone went off and the big boss, the one who this meeting was predominantly for, looked at his phone and quickly raised his index finger in a “hold on” position. “Yes… uh huh… no I said to… hold on,” covering the receiver with his hand, “postpone til Monday.” Just like that the meeting was done, people filed out of the room and presentation was put on hold. I breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly feeling the sweat spots that had began to from on my dress shirt. I knew I had to do it later but that was a problem for future Jerry. Present Jerry could relax.\n\tI went to the bathroom and used some paper towels to dab the sweat still present on my red fur. Looking at the humanoid squirrel staring back at me in the mirror, I picked a piece of greens out of my teeth from my kielbasa casserole I had eaten for lunch. I caught a glimpse of my watch as I did. I grabbed my arm looking closer to make sure I saw right. I rushed back to my desk, knowing I had to finish a specific report before I left for the weekend. It was the sole thing I did for the rest of the day.\n\tAfter finally sending the report I checked my watch. Sighing as the time read just before the end of the day. I got up and headed back to the bathroom with a bag that I brought on Fridays specifically. The leads and heads of the company always left early so I knew I could swap out of my stuffy formal clothing into. Carefully buttoning the tail strap on my sweatpants and throwing on my t-shirt, I felt myself relax even further. Walking back out to my desk I grabbed my jacket and threw my phone and wallet into my pockets.\n\tI walked out past the security desk as Clarence, a pudgy husky security guard flagged me down. “Hey did you see what they sent out right before the end of the day,” he said through bites of a donut. “Is anything they do not crazy. Heck, I was supposed to give a presentation today and the big boss just ends the meeting for a phone call,” I said as I leaned on the counter. “Just be careful out there man, at least we get paid tomorrow morning, right,” he said through more bites of donut. “Damn right,” I replied as I walked out the front doors of the building.\n\tWalking out my car, I hopped in and did my pre-checks. Satisfied with most things, the light that never seemed to go off no matter how many mechanics I took it too (found out the light itself was shorted and was too cheap to fix it) and the ABS light that always glowed, I drove off in the direction of my home. As I got closer to home it became harder to ignore as my gas tank got lower. I didn’t like to let it get any lower than about 30% and even though I had no plans for the weekend it was teetering around about 32%. I took my normal exit and drove to a local gas station. I put in my card and began pumping my gas.\n\tIn the distance down the road I saw someone running as if they badly needed the restroom. I watched for a few seconds as they continued running. They’d probably turn off to one of the buildings on the way. Just then my gas pump stopped and I pulled the nozzle out of my tank and put it back on the gas pump. I closed my gas cap and flipped the little door closed as the man that had been running, a lithe horse stopped right next to me.\n\tI looked at him as he danced from leg to leg in front of me. “You gotta help me,” he said with great urgency. I looked at him with a puzzled expression, “What help do you need from me?” Their entire demeanor suddenly shifted to calmness as they said, “I gotta shit your pants.” I was only able to expel a single “huh” before the horse starts grunting like they're taking a huge dump and in turn I feel my body begin to move on its own. My legs bend as I involuntarily squat down. I can suddenly feel as a massive shit begins to move through my body. I attempt to clench and stop it but to no avail, I’ve been suddenly stripped of mycontrol. I stare up at the horse in complete shock as they sigh a long “ahhhh” in relief. The shit fills my pants as the horse shiver and the last of it exits into my fully soiled pants, standing back up as it squishes behind me, body still moving on some kind of autopilot. The horse shakes my hand and runs off as I just sit down in my car in a stupor, squishing the mass in my pants even more. \n\tWanting to avoid any embarrassment, I endured the filth under my rump and drove home, feeling it squish with every movement of the car and then every step I took as I quickly made my way into my home. I tore off your clothes, throwing my soiled pants and underwear into the trash. Stepping into the shower, I stared into the distance as my mind reeled, water soaking me thoroughly. I must’ve been hallucinating there’s no way that happened right?\n\tI dried myself off after an hour and threw on my favorite feel good movie, still shivering. After a few hours I was feeling myself again but it had been too soon as the door bell rang. I cautiously walked over to it, opening the door to find my neighbor standing there. A sigh escaped as you said “Hey, Ted, what’s up,” to the portly tanuki. “Oh, hey, Jerry, I’m testing out this new service,” the tanuki said as he abesnt mindedly scratched the crotch of the hammer-space pants he wore. “Oh cool. Uh… What exactly did you need from me?” Ted suddenly looked a bit embarrassed and said, “I was wondering if I could use your pants? I really gotta go” I, not fully registering what had actually been said , replied, “ Sure, did yours break again? I told you the last person had… I’m sorry what,” realizing what he’d actually said halfway in. With a single grunt I felt the same weight I had felt earlier. My body shot into a squatted position faster than I could realize as the mass began to force into my pants once again, reluctant to stop. He stood over me for approximately 5 minutes as I felt my second soiled pants of the day balloon out to the size of a yoga ball behind me. Ted suddenly wipe sweat off his brow as he exhaled in relaxation. “Thanks, Jerry. I needed that,” Ted said as he left me standing there in full shock as I stood up feeling the full weight of mess settling behind me. I closed my door and locked it.\n\tI needed to figure out what was happening to me. I rushed over to my computer and sat down without a thought, quickly realizing my error. After I took another shower I came back to my computer. I looked up the “new service” as Ted said but all I could find was a subscription service called “PitStop”. It was $50 for a monthly subscription and the tag line was just “Save time.” I attempted to set up my own account and was quickly met with an error. “You already have an account with us,” it said. In an attempt to maybe understand what the service was I opened their FAQs. I lost track of time while I searched.\n\tA chirp from my phone pulled me out of my spiral. 2 notifications from my bank flashed up. One was my normal paycheck of $1500. The second pulled me in deeper. “PitStop On Call Payment,” stared back at me through the screen but what drew me wasn’t the name of the deposit it was the amount. “$4000 for being on call,” I shouted maybe a bit too loud. ‘Maybe this isn’t so bad,’ I thought to myself, ‘I mean 4000 would probably cover any “damages” incurred and then some.’ Just then my doorbell rang. I quickly went to the door and opened the door. With a grunt on their end I began to squat.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tI brushed my giant tail nervously as the meeting went on.  I didn’t like standing out usually and for some reason I had decided to take on a presenting role for the current project.  My nose twitched at the end of my snout, whiskers flitting about.  ‘Would I be alright,’ I thought as my triangular ears flicked at every sound.  I breathed heavily as the anxiety pumped through my veins. I felt as my fur seemed to shed itself.  “And now to present the financial gains from this project is Jerry,” my coworker said as they motioned for me to come up.
\tI quickly moved to the podium at the head of the conference room.  Suddenly the tones of a Nokia cell phone went off and the big boss, the one who this meeting was predominantly for, looked at his phone and quickly raised his index finger in a “hold on” position.  “Yes… uh huh… no I said to… hold on,” covering the receiver with his hand, “postpone til Monday.”  Just like that the meeting was done, people filed out of the room and presentation was put on hold.  I breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly feeling the sweat spots that had began to from on my dress shirt.  I knew I had to do it later but that was a problem for future Jerry.  Present Jerry could relax.
\tI went to the bathroom and used some paper towels to dab the sweat still present on my red fur.   Looking at the humanoid squirrel staring back at me in the mirror, I picked a piece of greens out of my teeth from my kielbasa casserole I had eaten for lunch.  I caught a glimpse of my watch as I did.  I grabbed my arm looking closer to make sure I saw right.  I rushed back to my desk, knowing I had to finish a specific report before I left for the weekend.  It was the sole thing I did for the rest of the day.
\tAfter finally sending the report I checked my watch.  Sighing as the time read just before the end of the day.  I got up and headed back to the bathroom with a bag that I brought on Fridays specifically.  The leads and heads of the company always left early so I knew I could swap out of my stuffy formal clothing into.  Carefully buttoning the tail strap on my sweatpants and throwing on my t-shirt, I felt myself relax even further.  Walking back out to my desk I grabbed my jacket and threw my phone and wallet into my pockets.
\tI walked out past the security desk as Clarence, a pudgy husky security guard flagged me down.   “Hey did you see what they sent out right before the end of the day,”  he said through bites of a donut.  “Is anything they do not crazy.  Heck, I was supposed to give a presentation today and the big boss just ends the meeting for a phone call,” I said as I leaned on the counter.  “Just be careful out there man,  at least we get paid tomorrow morning, right,” he said through more bites of donut.  “Damn right,” I replied as I walked out the front doors of the building.
\tWalking out my car, I hopped in and did my pre-checks.  Satisfied with most things, the light that never seemed to go off no matter how many mechanics I took it too (found out the light itself was shorted and was too cheap to fix it) and the ABS light that always glowed, I drove off in the direction of my home. As I got closer to home it became harder to ignore as my gas tank got lower.  I didn’t like to let it get any lower than about 30% and even though I had no plans for the weekend it was teetering around about 32%.  I took my normal exit and drove to a local gas station.  I put in my card and began pumping my gas.
\tIn the distance down the road I saw someone running as if they badly needed the restroom.  I watched for a few seconds as they continued running.  They’d probably turn off to one of the buildings on the way.  Just then my gas pump stopped and I pulled the nozzle out of my tank and put it back on the gas pump.  I closed my gas cap and flipped the little door closed as the man that had been running, a lithe horse stopped right next to me.
\tI looked at him as he danced from leg to leg in front of me.  “You gotta help me,” he said with great urgency.  I looked at him with a puzzled expression,  “What help do you need from me?”  Their entire demeanor suddenly shifted to calmness as they said, “I gotta shit your pants.”  I was only able to expel a single “huh” before the horse starts grunting like they're taking a huge dump and in turn I feel my body begin to move on its own.  My legs bend as I involuntarily squat down.  I can suddenly feel as a massive shit begins to move through my body.  I attempt to clench and stop it but to no avail, I’ve been suddenly stripped of mycontrol. I stare up at the horse in complete shock as they sigh a long “ahhhh” in relief.  The shit fills my pants as the horse shiver and  the last of it exits into my fully soiled pants, standing back up as it squishes behind me, body still moving on some kind of autopilot.  The horse shakes my hand and runs off as I just sit down in my car in a stupor, squishing the mass in my pants even more.  
\tWanting to avoid any embarrassment, I endured the filth under my rump and drove home, feeling it squish with every movement of the car and then every step I took as I quickly made my way into my home.  I tore off your clothes, throwing my soiled pants and underwear into the trash.  Stepping into the shower, I stared into the distance as my mind reeled, water soaking me thoroughly.  I must’ve been hallucinating there’s no way that happened right?
\tI dried myself off after an hour and threw on my favorite feel good movie, still shivering.  After a few hours I was feeling myself again but it had been too soon as the door bell rang.  I cautiously walked over to it, opening the door to find my neighbor standing there.  A sigh escaped as you said “Hey, Ted, what’s up,” to the portly tanuki. “Oh, hey, Jerry, I’m testing out this new service,” the tanuki said as he abesnt mindedly scratched the crotch of the hammer-space pants he wore.  “Oh cool. Uh… What exactly did you need from me?”  Ted suddenly looked a bit embarrassed and said, “I was wondering if I could use your pants? I really gotta go”  I, not fully registering what had actually been said , replied, “ Sure, did yours break again?  I told you the last person had… I’m sorry what,” realizing what he’d actually said halfway in.  With a single grunt I felt the same weight I had felt earlier.  My body shot into a squatted position faster than I could realize as the mass began to force into my pants once again, reluctant to stop.  He stood over me for approximately 5 minutes as I felt my second soiled pants of the day balloon out to the size of a yoga ball behind me.  Ted suddenly wipe sweat off his brow as he exhaled in relaxation.  “Thanks, Jerry. I needed that,” Ted said as he left me standing there in full shock as I stood up feeling the full weight of mess settling behind me.  I closed my door and locked it.
\tI needed to figure out what was happening to me. I rushed over to my computer and sat down without a thought, quickly realizing my error.  After I took another shower I came back to my computer.  I looked up the “new service” as Ted said but all I could find was a subscription service called “PitStop”.  It was $50 for a monthly subscription and the tag line was just “Save time.”  I attempted to set up my own account and was quickly met with an error. “You already have an account with us,” it said.  In an attempt to maybe understand what the service was I opened their FAQs.  I lost track of time while I searched.
\tA chirp from my phone pulled me out of my spiral.  2 notifications from my bank flashed up.  One was my normal paycheck of $1500.  The second pulled me in deeper.  “PitStop On Call Payment,”  stared back at me through  the screen but what drew me wasn’t the name of the deposit it was the amount.  “$4000 for being on call,” I shouted maybe a bit too loud. ‘Maybe this isn’t so bad,’ I thought to myself, ‘I mean 4000 would probably cover any “damages” incurred and then some.’  Just then my doorbell rang.  I quickly went to the door and opened the door.  With a grunt on their end I began to squat.
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