Camp got to go.

[pee2poop 131]

 Truth is there is a camp way out in the boonies near a small town, in alberta where the prairies are wide and grass is tall. The premis of this camp is to help those suffering like myself with crohns disease. A place where others can meet up and learn they are not alone. Everyone has different ideas and dreams.

Now for the fiction Marley was new to the camp she had looked for a place many years that was for people like her.  Now an adult she suffered with crohns and it impacted everything in her life. But she was finally here at camp got to go.

They had set up with the others  and she  knew they  looked after each other if unwell,  as her stomach sometimes pained her but she was  all healthy otherwise, the odd diarrhea or constipation  flare was her biggest delma and Not being able to control it, her fear though she didn't have an ostomy (poop bag) like many others do. 

She felt great and had a lot of fun with her new friends until the water she had been drinking to avoid dehydration caught up to her. So as she stood overlooking the lake, dancing around on the boardwalk. Hands between her legs. Wondering where the others went and  if anyone was nearby as she felt it hit her, desperation and urgency, but at least her bowels were calm. 

Not sure yet where the bathrooms were but looking around to find them. She moved shuffling and holding her legs together to avoid leaking. 

She thought she saw the bathrooms by the leaders cabins and close to hers but being so far away she wasn't sure. 

So moving off the boardwalk into the nearby  grass, hopping around she found a small forest  of trees and not able to wait another minute she  ran  over to the trees and pulled her pants and underwear  down and off with her shoes, then half naked she  leaned against the nearest tree, slouched almost sitting but not quite she squatted down  low and began to pee, it came out of her pussy strong and thick, messily making a large  puddle by her feet. As she let out a relieved sigh and continued peeing, it streaming out, thundering down  as she went and went and went,  the pee hissing as she emptied herself. Finally after a good five minutes the pee  stops and she  pushes on her bladder and gives out a few more spirts of pee into her puddle. As she slowly  stops peeing and looks around and down at the giant puddle on the ground that she made and her pussy   dripping still she wipes herself  off with a leaf  she found by the tree  and stands  pulling on her pants and underwear, as well as shoes,  she now  notices  the bathrooms by the cabins in the distance, oh well at least she didn't have to go there now or have a mess to clean up either  she thinks, as she sanitized her hands from her sanitizer bottle on her. Remembering if need arizes where the bathrooms are, or if they are occupied where the forest is, if she only has to pee and thinking what a neat song she could write about it. 

 A quick song  i just thiught up, If I could tell you why the oceans near the shore and I'd  find a great squatting place like I never have before admiring the scenery for sure  then I'd pee and pee some  more... for perhaps I'd deserve you and feel great to be with you when I finally finish my pee, like the  sound of the rustling trees or me on my  knees, when I only have to pee. The relief I get when you ask are you finished yet? If I only have to pee! 

What a fun day, and it was only the start of camp, what adventures await the rest of the week? Another day at camp got to go. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Edited June 29 by pee2poop
Comma added