I hate shopping....no Seriously I really hate shopping its boring really boring and 

there's nothing to do. My dad a tall blue and black timber wolf keeps on going from shop 

to shop dragging me along to where ever he goes. I mean come on IM a 13 year old copy of my 

father and I hate shopping.... Maybe it comes with age? I sigh as he says " come on Seth 

we need to go to jc penny"....yeah 'need'....



    About an hour later IM still extremely bored and its staring to show. My father is in 

a fitting room and IM standing here with my hands in the pockets of my jeans looking at 

my slipknot t-shirt that IM wearing. That was about one of the only cool things my dad 

ever did slipknot had come to a town close by and I had begged him to take me. I remember 

him saying " I don't get why you like this 'metal music" and then saying what could only 

be described as cool " but if you like it that much we will go". I had been ecstatic that 

whole month and when we went it was amazing I know dad didn't like it but it was cool he 

took me and he bought me this shirt to remember it. " hello Seth, ya there son?" my fathers 

voice brought me out of my memory " huh...sorry Dad I was thinking about something" I 

said in a flat tone. " oh its fine buddy....i Was just saying that I know you hate 

coming shopping with me. However since your being a good sport about it I was trying to 

ask if you'd like to stop by the music store on the home but if you don't want to......". 

My eyes immediately lit up " no no dad I want to can we please!!!" I put on my biggest ' 

please take me there' face and looked at him. " well I guess so" he smiled my father may 

not always be cool but he knows how to cheer me up! " but first lets go get something to 

eat okay?" he asked in a questioning voice " wendys?" I asked " just don't tell your mom" 

he chuckled.

   

       We had stopped at wendys to get something to eat I had gotten a baconator like 

usual my father having the same. Fast food is usually a treat in my family mainly because 

my mother doesn't think its healthy which its not....but Its damn good! We arrived at our 

local music store called "in time" I immediately rush in leaving my father behind and head 

straight for the guitars I start looking at the latest Gibson models and feel a little 

cramp in my gut I brush it off as I feel a paw on my shoulder. " hey there Seth how's my 

guitar buddy doing?" the shop owner , Jake, asked. " oh ya know just looking" " OK bud 

just let me know if ya need anything." Jake left and honestly for a bear like him he 

moves quickly. I pick out a nice les paul and start looking it over I felt a stronger 

cramp than last time I put the guitar pack deciding it would be best if I got to the 

toilet first. I walk back to the main part of the store and head towards the bathroom and 

I see a "out of order" sign on it .I grimace as another cramp hits me I feel my tail 

twitch as a small fart escapes my tail hole. My ears pick up the sound an instantly my 

nose the scent. My cheeks start blushing as I retreat back to the guitars " I can hold it 

IM not two" I say in my head. I pick the les paul back up and plug into an amp and start 

strumming a few chords.


      For the most part when I sat down on the amp the cramps stopped I still needed to 

poop but at least for now I was safe. My father had made it in the store by now and was 

looking at some of the c/ds for sale. I started singing one of my songs as I strummed " 

and IM not the only who thinks IM aways and to far to pay the way...." I continued 

singing as my father came over " ya know Seth its been a while since you've got a new 

guitar" I immediately looked at my father " maybe its time for a new one" my eyes lit up 

as I stood up " really dad?" I asked a cramp returning but not working I was to excited! " 

well considering this ones  only four hundred ....sure" I was so excited " oh thank you 

thank you dad!!!" I all but screamed. I felt another cramp hit and grabbed my stomach " 

you okay?" my father asked " yeah I just need to poop" I said to him he left it at that I 

guess he saw the sigh on his way in. " well here use my card and meet me in the car" he 

said I watched him leave and I felt another cramp this one not as strong but still present 

. I strummed a loud chord as I lifted my tail slightly and pushed a rather big fart out I 

could instantly smell it  so I unplugged the guitar and rushed to the front. Out of the 

corner of my eye I saw a mother check her toddlers pants  I grinned as I reached the 

front " must have really stank!" I thought I was behind two people and another guy was 

behind me as I waited my turn I felt strong cramp hit me I rubbed my stomach as I knew I 

needed to go soon! The guy in front of me left and I took his place move ya feet loose 

your seat. The guy at the counter finally leaves and I get my guitar rung up I can feel 

my load wanting to come out into my pant my tail hole hurt pretty badly. As soon as my 

purchase was rung up and paid for I left and found my father car.

    
     I opened the door and saw my dad sitting in his seat " put it in the trunk" he said 

as I saw him get out our car was weird and had to be opened with the car key. As he 

opened the trunk I heard him grunt I looked at him and saw his eyes were closed. I heard 

a noise and saw the relief on his face... My father had just farted in front of me!!!" 

com on bud I know you can do better than me" I actually could I've let ones that have 

cleared rooms I look at him and grin I figure I can push out one more fart. I rub my 

stomach relax and push....i Felt my tail lift as I started to fart " damn Seth " my dad 

chuckled as the smell made its presence known I grunted as I had to push a little harder 

to get the rest of my fart out but something else happened.....i Felt my tail hole expand 

as my load started to make its way out...my Eyes shot open as I tried to stop it  but it 

was no use I whimpered and whined as I felt my load start to come out into my waiting 

blue briefs " Seth are you...." I heard my father question my face said it all as I 

leaned over the now closed trunk and grunted as I pushed my cheeks were blushing a deep 

red as I started pushing my third log out. " mommy is that boy okay " " honey he's having 

an accident don't point" I hear a mother tell her son if I could die of embarrassment 

I would've right there in the parking lot. As I finished loading my pants I felt a warmness 

in my crotch I looked at my crotch and saw a huge wet spot start spreading...i Was 

wetting my pants and had just crapped them like some pup....i Felt my eyes tear up as I 

started crying I felt so childish doing what had just happened. I felt pee stream end and 

a paw on my shoulder " its okay buddy accidents happen" my father said I just whimpered 

and cried into his chest " come one lets go home and get you cleaned up okay?" I just nod 

as I walk to the front of the car and open my door. I felt my mess squish around my butt 

and spread up to my balls as I sat down. " its okay buddy we wont tell mom okay?" I looked 

at him and say " you promise?" " I promise" he replies and we star traveling home


       After we had gotten home I had went to the bathroom and waited for my father to 

bring me a change of cloths I was going to take a shower and he was going to take care of 

my cloths after I got out. As I stood in the bathroom I felt my stomach grumble.... I 

guess I hadn't finished in the parking lot. I start lifting the lid on our toilet when I 

remembered the state of m pants I sigh and say " why not " as I squat down and push I felt a 

thick log push out of my tail hole ,which had flagged, to join its friend and do the same with one more. As I 

finish crapping my pant for the second time today I slip on the floor and land on my butt 

I heard a squelch as my poop spread around my butt again this time was different though. I 

felt my penis start to come out of its sheath as I felt the mess spread I for what ever 

reason was actually turned on as the smell of what I had done hit my nose. I unzipped my 

pants and saw my fully erect 4 inch penis straining inside my briefs I reach in side ands 

start to stroke my self. It was weird I had went though one of the most embarrassing times 

in my life and I was now "turned on" by it? I replayed the scene in my mind and felt my 

cock throb in my hand I began stroking think about what I had just done and how naughty 

it was that I a 13 year old wolf had pooped and wet my self like a little puppy. A few 

seconds after thinking that I came hard I moaned as I shot my load al over my chest and 

belly.

     
   I took my shower and got my self cleaned up and gave my father my soiled clothing it 

still felt weird that I had gotten of to something like crapping myself. But honestly it 

was probably the best orgasm I've had in a long time even though I only started 

masturbating a few months ago. As I reached my bed room I entered it and locked the door 

I grabbed my laptop and booted it up. It occurred to me that my new guitar was still in the 

trunk of the car but I had bigger things to right now. As my home screen came up I opened 

chrome and searched " turned on my pooping pants" in Google ....it Was going to be a long 

night!