Rarity finished working on a costume for the dance competition she was doing with the Shadowbolts. She was confident that this costume would make their video even more popular.

She was just admiring the costume when another intense urge to poop hit her. Her upstairs toilet was still overflowed, she couldn't use it until the plumber came. So, she decided to use her downstairs toilet, and ran for the stairs.

As she ran down the stairs, she let out several dirty farts. But, at least this situation wasn't as serious as the last time.

Once downstairs, she dashed for the door of her downstairs bathroom. To her dismay, as she tried to open it, it was locked.

"Oh no..." A wet fart made its way out of her for six seconds.

Rarity tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. It was locked.

She ran to her keys and kept trying each one in the door, farting the whole time, but none of them seemed to work.

As her farts grew wetter and stinkier, she banged on the door with her fists trying to break it down. As soon as her fists became sore, she kicked it hard. She let out another wet fart and nearly lost it there.

After a total of three minutes farting and trying to open the door, she let out the wettest fart yet. She was afraid that she had messed herself, but she put her hand up her skirt on her panties and sighed with relief, for there was no mess in them, though they did feel a little wet.

It was time for drastic measures. Rarity ran up the stairs, still farting every few seconds. She grabbed an old newspaper, ran into her bedroom, and set the newspaper in the corner, spreading it out a bit. After another wet fart, she pulled her panties down, hiked up her skirt, and released the contents of her bowels onto the newspaper.

She sighed in relief, though the smell was a bit much for her.

After about six minutes, she was finally done. Her mess had nearly overflowed off the newspaper, but as she spread it out a bit it contained most of it. She'd have to use a pair of rubber gloves to get it into a garbage bag. She'd probably put that garbage bag inside another garbage bag.

She pulled her panties up, shuddering at how dirty they felt. She needed to get some toilet paper now.

She ran to the downstairs bathroom, not really thinking straight. Just as she remembered why she had to do her business upstairs, she reached the bathroom door... and it was open.

"Oh, come on!" said Rarity angrily. "How did that happen? Couldn't it have magically opened BEFORE I did that upstairs?"

Oh well. At least she had access to toilet paper. Though she'd have to change her underwear after.