Posted by HD Cleaner on October 04, 2000 at 22:06
Another old one from "The Toilet"
Ginger
Kristy - I have no idea why guys' stalls in a place such as a store or restaurant would not have doors. I've never heard guys say that. But I do know that the guys bathrooms in our school (high school, that is, but I just graduated this year (yay!), so it's not really my school anymore) used to have doors until a couple years ago, but they were removed because some stupid guys would rip them off the hinges or do something else stupid, and every time they were replaced, they would just be ripped out again. Sometimes I can't stand how stupid people can be!
Well, now that I've said that, let me tell about something that happened just a couple weeks ago (actually, my last major accident) while I was on vacation with my friends for senior week. Instead of going down to the shore like everyone else does, we decided to go up to a cabin in the woods that one of our friends' family has. There were both guys and girls with us (Melissa from my last posting was there, too). ! We had hiked up to the top of a hill to a clearing that was pretty big and gave a nice view of a valley below. We were probably several miles from our cabin.
We'd been drinking a lot of water because it was really hot that day and we wanted to keep ourselves hydrated. So of course by the time we got to the clearing I had to pee really bad, even though I had peed right before we had left. I held it because I didn't want to announce it to everyone, but when we sat down to our picnic that we were having, I was squirming pretty bad, and one of the guys asked me, "Ginger, do you have to pee?" I said, "Yeah, pretty badly." He said, "Just go into the woods there and go. We'll stay here." Now, surprising to note is that up to then I had never peed in the great outdoors (except by accident, of course!) So I was a little disgusted by the idea, but everyone agreed that with my bladder and the distance to the cabin, it would be best for me to go out there.
So I! went into the trees, pulled my light blue jeans shorts and cream colored silk panties down (sorry, I had to give those descriptions!) just barely below my ass, squatted very carefully, and let go. I'll tell you, it felt really good to be washing the underbrush with my pee! There was a lot of splattering and my ass got pretty wet, but nothing showed when I put my shorts back on. I didn't wipe, either, because I wasn't about to put a leaf to my pussy (that, and most of what's in northern Pennsylvania woods are evergreen trees, and needles are not very comfortable). So my panties were kind of wet. As I was squatting, however, I had felt the need to poop (squatting makes you have to shit more), but I was in no way going to poop out there, so I just held it.
I went back to the others, and they made fun of me a little, but nothing more than harmless teasing. And my desire to poop went away. That is, until we started walking back down the hill after having eaten. Th! en I really had to poop, and all that water was really pushing it out. I held it in through most of the hike down, but I was really straining my ass muscles. When we got about ten minutes away from the cabin, a little bit of poop starting pushing its way out, but nothing visible and I held it. But then my boyfriend came up to me and started caressing my ass (he does this in public quite a bit and isn't shy about it at all) as we were walking, and this made my shit come out bit by bit. Finally I knew I had to do something, or a huge lump would have formed. I told him please stop caressing me because I had to pee again and I might pee myself (I wouldn't dare have said that I was in the process of shitting myself!). He made a joke or something but fortunately he stopped.
But by the time we got in sight of the cabin, I felt back and detected an obvious lump. I walked behind everyone so they wouldn't see, but I knew that because most everyone had to go to the bath! room, if I didn't get there then, I would have completely and obviously shit myself. So I ran forward to the cabin, with one had holding my pussy (to pretend like I had to pee) and ond hand on my ass (to cover the lump) and ran into the bathroom. Running made the shit come out full force, and by the time I got into the cabin I had pretty much completely shit in my panties. I went into the bathroom and took off my shorts and panties to see what I had done. The shit was fairly firm, but it did stain pretty badly. I cleaned up as best as I could and put my stained panties back on. I went out and let the others use the bathroom and then took a shower to clean up better and change my clothes.
Fortunately that was the only accident I had during senior week (and it didn't even involve my bladder, which is the weird thing). For those of you who like to read about poop instead of pee, there's a story for you. But like a said, I only have a few.
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