She hoped the storm would calm a bit first. No such luck. The storm grew stronger as did the pain and pressure of her bowels.
Alexandria sighed then stood to stumble to her front door. It took effort to keep it from being swung wide open by the wind but she was strong enough, even tho she was only 12, to maintain control of the door through her lean and impressive muscles. She was not abke to maintain control of her bowels, however. The cute dozen year old girl had overestimated herself. Now it was a matter of mitigating how much she shit herself, hopeful that new undergarments would suffice.
She managed to pull the door shut as she dropped a dark squirt, then she hurried at a slow pace through a storm that she'd have enjoyed if not for her defecation.
The outhouse was behind a line of trees and bushes. Rather narrow for some big men but wide enough for Alexandria. She got closer and heard a door slamming and opening. She figured it was the outhouse before she even saw it, and when she did she saw the door was going to eventually be torn from the hinges. Hell, she'd be lucky if the wooden walls weren't torn apart. Some twigs and pines had been impaled from the wind slamming them into rather thin sheets.
She saw down inside, not bothering to try shutting the door. The storm calmed down a bit as she pooped. It took what seemed like hours. She crested a mountain below her, she figured, and the smell was outrageous. The wind was a reprieve in carrying it away, but the wind also slowed, leaving the door far open. No matter, no one was up.
Except there was, someone just shot her and the arrow was now sticking out from her belly.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" *The shock lasted a split second before she saw the shaft sticking from under her shirt, just above her pelvis.
Mwybe some random pervert with a bow aimed for her pussy. Maybe an assassin was attacking the desperately created Newest Guards. Maybe some boy or girl didn't like her and took their chance. All these possibilities rushed Alexandria's mind as the pain overwhelmed her.
She had been in pain before. This was worse than any of that. Not 2 seconds after getting shot, there was no more contemplation how or why, she wanted to not get shot again and to not be in pain anymore. She was nailed to the wall behind her.
She screamed "HELP! HELLLP! EASE DON'T KILL ME! WHAT DID I DO I'M SORPost too long. Click here to view the full text.