Shitty Stories

I hated my step mom for multiple of reason and I'm pretty sure the feeling was mutual. Regardless, one night she was at work late and I seized the opportunity to switch her allergy pills with Imodiums. She didn't notice because the pills were similar in appearance. Five days later she started to complain that she hadn't taken a dump in days. My dad recommended that she try a laxative and she would try it the next morning before they went to her boss' funeral. Over hearing this wonderful intel, I got up early and prepared her an extra strength laxative tea for breakfast. As we ate that morning I watched in extreme joy as she drank the laxative tea and popped two Duolax pills. Although I was not at the funeral my father game me a summary.
As the priest was speaking she stood still with her jar dropped looking very desperate for a bathroom. Later she had a horrific case of diarrhea in her pantyhose, down her leg, and into her drawers. She had no chance of making it to a toilet so she stood there in shame filling her pants politely. Dad said she was crying on the way home and blamed herself for taking 2 laxatives in stead of one. I win.