Keri Lake continues to blow me away with her fantastic storytelling and intriguing characters in second installment. This episode is unputdownable and kept me on the edge of my seat from start to finish. Needless to say, I enjoyed the heck out of it. The story picks up right where the first installment ends. Dylan is desperate and she needs money.
She pooped her panties ripple, bloody, bloody This first episode is only the beginning of what promises to be another unforgettable series by the great Keri Lake. I proceeded to vomit the whole car ride home, out the window and onto peoples' lawns. Refresh and try again. One day during poooped, my stomach was rumbling. Other Editions 1. There was an immediate gurgle in my stomach, and the next thing I knew I was filling my pants with poop.
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Another smack on the other buttock. Leaning over her as he lay her down onto her back, he pokped his dark purple head just inside the entrance of her soaking hole as she lay with She pooped her panties ripple pussy just over the edge of hwr table. She was wet. I am going to teach you to behave. He gently began to run his hand over her warm buttocks, feeling her smoothness through the thin, knee-length cotton, drawing large figures of eights over her and preparing the muscles for what was to come. I was still living with my parents and 2 little Brother so doing it became hard to do… Pantie day after work I was Being drunk and losing your virginity little depressed so I She pooped her panties ripple one of my […]. And his cock was rock hard. I smelled so bad. Not recently active. Newer Post Older Post Home. Thank goodness the year-old former bantamweight fighter has. Replies :.
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- So I was in the store, and felt a huge log of butt fudge brewin down below.
I was in the Taco Bell drive-thru and felt the urge to poop. Another car was behind me, so I was trapped. The urge was getting stronger, but the cars in front weren't moving. I pulled my car up a spot and ordered.
That's when I knew it was over. I unbuckled and put a towel under me. I was half-crying and half-laughing when my sphincter gave out. Liquid shit spilled from my bum, with no signs of stopping. I had to sit in my poop pants while waiting for the cars in front to go. The stench was unbearable, and the shame still eats at me today.
It was the morning of my AP Chemistry exam. I waddled by several clothing stores around me in hopes of buying fresh underwear, but none of them were open yet. I knew I couldn't be late for my test, so I couldn't go home to change. I had to sit in my own poop throughout the entire AP exam , which I ended up failing.
I was seeing a guy who was really into anal sex, but I hadn't tried it yet. He came over, and things started to get hot. My bowels instantly reacted to his penis up my butt, and I started pooping all over him.
It got on his legs, privates, hands, everywhere. Luckily he's a nurse and had seen worse. We cleaned up and for some reason decided to go for round two. He used my vibrator on me, and as I climaxed the same thing happened: I was pooping, but I didn't even know it. It was like water. Just liquid shit. Never eat Chinese food before having anal sex for the first time. My mom was a card game dealer in a casino.
Dealers aren't allowed to leave the table unless another employee comes to take over for them. Her replacement was late, so she ended up pooping herself in her uniform while dealing a card game. Luckily she can laugh about it now. I was on a solo vacation in England and visited a castle.
I strolled through the gardens and came across one of those elaborate garden mazes made of 7-feet-high bushes. I was having a grand old time until my stomach turned. I tried to get out of the maze quickly, but it was too complicated, and time was limited.
As soon as I felt a turtle head pop out of my asshole, I backed my butt into the bush wall and unloaded a huge crap. I shoved some leaves into my butt and pinched for the rest of the way out, but I kept getting lost. It took me 20 minutes to get out of the maze and back to the castle so I could properly finish and clean up.
While getting back into pre-pregnancy shape, I went on a run with my twins in their stroller. I suddenly felt my stomach drop into my asshole. My run turned into a walk. I hovered near a curb while I shat my brains out into my compression shorts. I panicked and called my husband. He slowly drove by me, laughing. I had to walk all the way home with my twins, with fresh shit dripping down my legs, and my husband had to hose me off in the yard. I met up with a guy from Grindr, and he had the biggest penis I'd ever seen.
I had to take his penis out of my ass because it hurt so bad, and he said, "Damn, you made a mess. He started puking all down my back, and it ran into my hair, eyes, his bed, and the floor. His sister knocked on the door to see what was going on, and he started freaking out. He ran into the bathroom while I, still covered in poop and puke, tried to put on my clothes.
It was impossible to leave with any dignity. My boyfriend and I were kayaking, and I suddenly had to take a massive shit. We were several miles from the end of our run, so I told my boyfriend we had to pull over NOW. I pulled off on the bank, ripped my shorts down, and let it all go. I was so ashamed, and all my boyfriend could do was point and laugh. I had ulcerative colitis and was at dinner with a very new boyfriend. I excused myself to the restroom and barely opened the door before my colon basically exploded.
Have you ever seen a bathroom where there was poop everywhere and you wondered "how does this even happen? I got poop all over the toilet, the floor, my legs, somehow my arm, my dress, and even on the wall. I took a deep breath and surveyed the literal shit show. I took off my dress and let water run over it. I was bare-ass naked, except for sandals, in the bathroom as I wiped up my splatter around the toilet as best I could.
I scrubbed myself down, wrung out my dress, and went back to my boyfriend. Somehow he didn't notice. When I told him the story years later, he asked why I didn't call him to help. That man is now my husband.
I drank waaaay too much at a bar and stopped to get McDonald's. I then walked to a friend's house, got into their bathroom, and for some reason I decided to take a bath.
I sat in the warm tub with my underwear on while eating McDonald's. I guess I got too comfortable because I fell asleep and woke up two hours later in freezing water, with lettuce, a disintegrated bun, and a hamburger floating around me. That's when I noticed that I also pooped myself. Not my finest moment. A year ago I got salmonella, so I went to urgent care near my apartment. I was severely dehydrated, so a nurse hooked me up to an IV.
While inserting the needle, I told her I needed to poop. I stood up, and my bowels unleashed the gates of hell. I pooped my soul out in a matter of seconds. The nurse called for reinforcements, and both nice ladies helped me clean up the shit from my body and the floor.
We threw out my contaminated clothes, and they gave me two hospital gowns to cover up. I had to waddle home, looking like a mad man who just escaped from the hospital. He kept asking through the door if I was okay, so I kept insisting I didn't feel well and was "letting the water run over me" — but I was actually trying to shove the poop down his shower drain.
It was a disaster. I was standing on the porch and decided to let out a silent one, but I heard a splat on the ground behind me. I turned around and saw my worst fear: a gigantic plop of diarrhea. The trail filled up my shorts and led down the back of my leg. I waddled through the house and ordered my 9-year-old out I couldn't have her see her mother like that.
I jumped into the shower, clothes and all, but was too late. My daughter saw the back of my shorts. She followed the poop trail and came racing back to laugh hysterically at my expense. I got drunk and had my boyfriend pick me up from a party. I proceeded to vomit the whole car ride home, out the window and onto peoples' lawns. When I got back to his house we noticed I smelled really bad and that I shat my pants.
I was wearing stockings so it was smushed everywhere. He had to give me a shower. I was so drunk and was crying, saying, "please don't break up with me! I was on a flight and had to use the bathroom.
Five days worth of spicy Costa Rican food came shooting out of me, filling the toilet nearly to the brim. I did not heed this warning. I flushed and suddenly found myself covered in diarrhea. It was as if a bomb had exploded in the bowl. There was diarrhea on the ceiling, on every wall, and all over me. I did my best to clean up, but nothing could hide the stench when I returned to my seat.
Her backside was a deep purple-red colour, the heat radiating off in shimmers up towards his lusting face. He took his time, sliding his hand over the roundness either side, digging his fingers in firmly with handfulls of her beige skin, holding her chest down still with his other arm. Smaller bits of Ariel's mess pushed into the area above the gusset in the seat of her panties forming into a grapfruit sized lumpy ball as Ariel bore down again and again and again to completely empty herself. He used first one foot, then the other, to push the insides of her ankles apart, and leaned her against the sink unit. With one arm around her waist, nuzzling into her neck, he undid his belt and trousers, and released his throbbing cock.
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Should make a story about an orc embracing his messy side. He just had to head into the bathroom, sit on that human-made contraption, and let it all flow out. All the pain in his […]. When I was I did join camp as a senior scout.
We had khaki uniforms typical boy scouts. Shirt with a lot of badge, Shorts that fit in shape. In summer, We did a marching after lunch brake, So they were very strict regarding toilet breaks. If one had to go, it must […]. It started when I began to wonder if any of my friends or their siblings also pooped or peed in their underwear.
So that happened a couple years ago. I was still living with my parents and 2 little Brother so doing it became hard to do… One day after work I was a little depressed so I call one of my […]. Hello everyone! So a little bit about myself. I m 25 yo from tel aviv Israel and ever since I remember myself I was fascinated by pants pooping. I remember […]. This was one of those days. As I laid there in the bed, I pushed little farts and played with my hard […].
I had been staying in a London hotel last week, nothing fancy, just away for work. I had not shit for a good few days and was really starting to feel it! During the days I tried to ignore the urges to empty my bowels, telling myself I could do it in peace back at […].
Found on Quora My friend Dylan did last year when he came to visit me at college. He was supposed to spend the weekend with me in my dorm but missed the Friday bus so came on Saturday. Way too much of a hassle. I worked for a […]. Story 1 of 3 found on Quora Adults do poop their pants. I found that out when I walked in on an employee at my auto repair shop who was clearly in that very situation. I had hired Sean straight out of high school.
Bright kid, really passionate about cars and naturally talented at repairing […]. His party was out the back of his house in a big open area, with a fire so I was sure I could load my underwear without […]. So I had a four day weekend for labor day. She happened to pass out on the couch early tonight while I was playing video games. I realized I needed to pee, but just kept playing. It got to the point where I […]. Hello everyone today I pooped myself at mall. It was so good the warm feeling in back.
My KiK is zagheti message me anytime. I need to go really bad. But firm, so hopefully an easy clean up later! And by the time I reached the ticket barrier I had a pooped myself — a small load. Then a walk to the car — I love it when I then sit down and […].
I knew I wanted to have a great involuntary pants shitting this week since my Husband will be out of town. For lunch my coworkers and my boss all met at a buffet for lunch and […]. She calls herself that, and is proud of her promiscuity. He pushed his thigh harder into her now, between her shaking legs, and pulled her hands under his into her waist, so that she was locked tight in his arms. Releasing one hand from her, and using the other to hold onto both of hers, he pulled out a straight-backed chair from the large oak table.
She shifted on her feet, giving a little wriggle. A short, sharp smack stung one buttock. Stay still! Another smack on the other buttock. Be quiet until I give you something to cry about! Suddenly, he swung his left arm over the top of her head to hold her waist upside down, and swung her shoulder blades down with his elbow as his right arm crossed behind her and in front of her thighs, flipping her so that she lay across his black-suited lap, backside directly below his gaze.
Stunned and slightly winded for a minute, she felt him waiting for her breathing to resume. He wanted her fully alert and aware of everything. He held her with his left arm across her shoulder blades, and his right arm just below her buttocks. When she was settled, he took his arms off her to unbutton his shirt sleeves and roll them up. She wriggled. She squealed! She crossed her legs and dug her hands into his thigh in an attempt to keep the next squeal in, as he held her to stop her falling off.
I am going to teach you to behave. She waited quietly, trembling, whilst he finished rolling up his crisp shirt sleeves, removed his tie and loosened his collar. He pushed his right leg back under her, and positioned her so that her hands were flat on the floor, and her bottom was below his gaze, with her legs sloping down towards the floor.
He gently began to run his hand over her warm buttocks, feeling her smoothness through the thin, knee-length cotton, drawing large figures of eights over her and preparing the muscles for what was to come.
He inched her skirt up until it had exposed her hipster knickers. He looked at the two large globes outlined by the thin white fabric, and trimmed at the edges with little soft frills of lace. They both felt his cock stiffen under her. They were both breathing a little faster now. He felt her relaxing, and grazed his fingers between her legs.
She was wet. I shall have to spank you extra hard if being naughty makes you wet. As he inched them down, he could already see the red patches of her warning slaps, with the odd finger print here and there. He lowered his leg slightly so that he could pull her panties half way down her thighs, revealing completely her twin orbs of warmed flesh and very juicy pussy. She wriggled very slightly, knowing he could feel the heat of her flesh through his business trousers and rubbing against his shaft.
He took his time, sliding his hand over the roundness either side, digging his fingers in firmly with handfulls of her beige skin, holding her chest down still with his other arm. She gasped loudly.
On the other buttock, a mirror image of the previous quiver. He built a gentle rhythm of slaps, enough to sting, but not enough to make her cry out. Her bottom was now a glowing red, he was getting good coverage all around each melon-shaped side.
He had a good, hard rhythm going, the spanks each making her flesh bounce and ripple, making him want to fuck her so that his cock banging into her made her arse ripple as his hips slapped against her. But not yet. He stopped for a moment, rubbing and stroking her hard. She was crying now. He slid them in tight, running the length of her slit.
She closed them immediately. He carried on rubbing back and forth, never quite touching her clitoris, never quite entering her tunnel or puckered hole. He slid them faster and faster, until she cried out.
Fuck me! Not until I am ready! And then he spanked her. She yelled loudly with each spank, her ass a deep burgundy, shining and sticky with her own juices all over her. She sobbed and moaned and begged for relief until she was exhausted and his arm ached.
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Keri Lake completely blew me away with this little gem! This book is exactly the way I love them — dark, intense, gritty and so f cked-up in a perfectly intriguing way. Needless to say, I enjoyed the hell out of it! A spreading effect or series of consequences caused by a single action or event. Everything changed for her when her mother died over a drug overdose and she was put in the foster care.
Dylan can wait to turn eighteen and to leave her abusive home once and for all. The only way she can cope with all the abuse is taking pills in hopes of completely forgetting how tortured and alone she is. The fairy tale morphed into ugly and terrifying, yet all of my senses are out of whack.
Ripley or RIP, as they call him, is a killer, a murder and a sociopath. I really, really enjoyed this first installment! It was intriguing, very well-paced, with just a little bit of everything to keep me intrigued from cover to cover. The storyline is fantastic and engaging. Keri does a fantastic job blending together the action and the suspense.
The character development is really well done. As for RIP…he is dangerous in every way and so very enigmatic. This first installment ends in such a fantastic way and I'm really looking forward to reading the next one. If you are looking for a dark tale, filled with action and suspense, then you must read this one! Choose wisely. Goodreads helps you keep track of books you want to read.
Want to Read saving…. Want to Read Currently Reading Read. Other editions. Enlarge cover. Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Open Preview See a Problem? Details if other :. Thanks for telling us about the problem. Return to Book Page. Preview — Ripple Effect by Keri Lake. Ripley They call me RIP. A murderer. A psychopath. I want to love her, but I no longer feel. She gets under my skin, though, and has awakened something inside of me.
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Isn't this the Vigilantes series? Keri Lake No these books are a separate series :. See 1 question about Ripple Effect…. Lists with This Book. Community Reviews. Showing Average rating 4. Rating details. Sort order. View all 45 comments. Which was a huge bummer. One of my two book twins really loved it. I really wanted to love it too. Who knows. View all 17 comments. Completely unaware of the danger that lurks among them during the day. The Ripple Effect is a seriously dark and gritty story.
At times the scenes are beyond gory, so if you are squeamish, this may not be the book for you. Dylan is just another unfortunate victim of the child welfare system. Her current foster dad pays nightly visits to her room, drugs her and then sexually molests her.
The only thing to bring happiness to her life is her dog, Charlie, and the man who goes to the diner across the street every night who she has illicit fantasies about. One day, after school she is attacked by her foster dad and is put in a precarious situation which ignites her survival instincts and she ends up escaping with her dog and another little girl who was staying at the house as well.
She ends up getting into the car of the absolute worst guy imaginable. Ripley is an assassin for hire. This man definitely has a strong constitution and a huge imagination. Killing someone would probably be too mild of a term to describe how his victims meet their end.
It is just too gory to even describe. These men are in organized crime, pedophiles, rapists, and deal in human trafficking. During his stakeout on his latest mark, he sees what appears to be an underaged girl trying to turn tricks and she becomes an unwanted complication as she gets into the car of his next intended hit.
Rip follows them to an abandoned warehouse. Rip ends up stepping in before Dylan is about to be taken out and she is knocked unconscious. When she comes to, the horrific scene that is laid out before her eyes has her gut wrenching from the grotesque visuals. There seems to be a perpetual black cloud hovering over Dylan. She finds herself in need of some serious cash but having no home nor anyone to turn to, she recalls that bag of cash that Rip took with him and as luck would have it, Rip turned out to be the man from the diner who she would watch and fantasize about every Friday night.
I usually love for my stories to have some romance in it and although this one was lacking in that department, I still was very entertained. I think he had good reasons for getting into his line of business but thenumber of kills under his belt has nearly obliterated any semblance of an empathetic soul within him. I do hope that somehow, Dylan is able to get out of the dire straits that her life has led her to and that maybe these two characters will find solace within the connection that is building between them.
View all 14 comments. Feb 08, Liz rated it really liked it Shelves: abused , cliffy , dark-and-gritty , buddy-read , arc , rich-hottie , action-packed. It's like a ripple effect. A gripping dark and delicious read, this first installment is an introduction to the chaotic world of Dylan and Rip. Be forewarned, once you enter this twisted tale, you will not be able to put it down.
When suddenly her circumstances take a quick turn for the worse, Dylan finds herself tangled up in the arms of a killer. You've fucked yourself by coming back to me. An assassin who lives his life in the shadows, he has never needed anyone. Making kills, fighting, and spending his money on women has been all that he has needed until he meets Dylan. Told in dual POV, Ripple Effect: Episode 1 is a raw and gritty action-packed contemporary dark romance that is sure to please readers who enjoy gritty characters and an intricate plot.
This first episode is only the beginning of what promises to be another unforgettable series by the great Keri Lake. View all 32 comments. And I've read the woman's entire backlist.
I loved every page of this! I'm a ball of freaking anxieteh!!!! Beta read. View 1 comment. Feb 12, Eve Between The Bookends rated it it was amazing.