>>52885667i scream and turn to run away, but i am clumsy and out of shape so i trip over my own feet and fall to the ground. i immediately regret having that glass of milk for lunch as the force of the fall loosens my asshole just the brief moment it needed for diarrhea to soil my pants. i can't hold it back now, my lactose intolerant tummy had been holding back the pain for long enough. why didn't i use the bathroom beforehand? it's too late now. I begin to cry in humiliation as the stench and stain grows from its origin point. the smell is so rancid that I begin to retch. as it gets worse, i begun to empty my stomach onto the ground. in desperation, i take off my pants to try and flee the smell of my liquid feces, but catch the attention of a nearby officer. he runs over and begins to beat me with his club like any true american officer would, yelling at me for my indecent exposure. i cannot reply, as he strikes me with every movement i make and it only keeps the gates of my asshole open. eventually, he leaves in disgust, not wanting to sully his handcuffs with my filthy, bloodstained wrists. i cough up a tooth, and try to get to my feet, but i never actually got my pants off and i trip and fall again, face-first into the pool of bile I loosed on the ground. the acrid stench assaulted my senses and i inhale involuntarily and begin to choke on my own puke. my struggle makes it worse, and eventually i expire there, my corpse still half-naked and covered in shit and puke and in public.
