Posted by HD Cleaner on October 04, 2000 at 22:50
This is the way to fight spam and idiots, go out and gather on topic relatively new stuff and post the shit out of it, so to speak...
A really good one from the Delphi poop forum, by a guy whose name on the forum is popular, but I will not put it up here unless someone asks for it. An excelent story!
Recently, I started substituting at this local high school during end of term exams. The school itself generally has long exam periods (4+ hours), which has given me the opportunity to see many scenes of desperation, as it has very few (& crowded) girls restrooms. The following report occurred last week, during a 12th Grade English Honors exam, which was scheduled to last 5hrs.
I started the exam off at precisely 9 o'clock and the students immediately dived into the test papers, but within half an hour, I could see that 85% of them were struggling to get through it. I knew that the exam was going to be hard from the staff meeting that morning and that at least 50% were expected to fail it.
To add to the students anxiety, the day had proved out to be a real scorcher and this meant that many of the students had bottles of coca-cola, which they were sipping from. As expected, all of these bottles got emptied before the end of the 1st hour and I took the opportunity to go around and collect them, dropping them all into the wastepaper bin at the door. From experience, I knew that this would make several of the students need to use the restroom before the scheduled 1/2 time break, but what I didn't know was that this day was going to be memorable for another reason.
However, the first signs of swelling bladders only occurred halfway through the 2nd hour and then rapidly spread throughout the classroom. I took the opportunity to take a walk around the room and have a good look at some of the girls, who were getting more and more fidgetty by the minute, but my attention was sidetracked by this one girl, who seemed to be feeling ill. The girl was rubbing her stomach every now and then, as well as being in a cold sweat.
I continued to watch her for another 10 minutes, as her unease deepened and I saw her face go pale twice. As the 2nd hour ended, I saw a forest of hands go up across the classroom and I started taking down names for the restroom list, noticing at this point that several of the girls were pressing their hands into their groins already.
A quarter of the way around the room, I came back to the ill girl and immediately, I could see that something was wrong. In a very hushed voice, she asked me if she could go to the toilet and I replied that she would have to wait her turn like the others. She blushed deeply and hesitated a moment before saying that she really needed to have a poo. I might have let her go under normal situations, but with 45+ anxious girls waiting to pee, there was no way that she could go before the others had their turn. I carefully explained this situation to her and that she would just have to hold it in. I then wrote her name down and moved on to the next girl, as a look of sheer panic crossed her face.
Once the list was done, I went back to my desk and busied myself reading a newspaper, while secretly keeping a close eye on the girls. Before 10 minutes had gone by, I could see a dozen girls starting to get really desperate and even a few, who were openly holding themselves or rubbing their groins. One or two even started whimpering and begging me to let them go, but the ill girl was definitely in the most trouble, because I could clearly see that she was having to concentrate on holding it in. I reflected about what I knew of this girl and realised that she had a nervous disposition, which was what had probably caused the upset stomach in the first place. And from overheard conversations in the staff lounge, that she often had "problems" of this nature.
Fifteen minutes into the 2nd hour, I took a walk around the room and stopped at the back near her. It was instantly obvious that she was in dire straits, because I could hear her stomach growling and rumbling almost continuously, plus I could see that she was already beginning to clench her butt on a regular basis. I was really getting turned on by this, because she was wearing a pair of tight fitting white cotton hipsters, which sagged at the back, revealing loose fitting thin white panties. I could feel myself growing hard, as her panties wrinkled and stretched across the cleft of her butt and the frantic movement became more urgent before my eyes.
A minute later, she started rocking back and forth with her fists pressed into her abdomen, while her face was contorted in an agonized grimace. Suddenly, a soft short fart escaped and she immediately tensed her whole body (having forgotten completely about her test papers). She spotted me and called me over with a very panicked look on her face, to say that she couldn't wait anymore. There was nothing that I could have done for her and I told her that with sincere regrets and sympathy, as I heard another longer soft fart escape.
She was beside herself with desperation and begged me saying that she was starting to mess in her pants. This caused a ripple of laughter to erupt in the classroom, while I could see that she was really bursting to have a shit. My dick was throbbing, because I could see down the back of her pants and the sight of her creamy white butt quivering inside, sent fire burning into my groin.
I was left speechless by this elegant 18 year-old girl, who was really dying to have a BIG shit. This girl, Kelly, was one of the most popular girls in the whole school and had a very attractive figure for her age. All these things flashed through my mind, as I told her that there was nothing I could do. I wanted to walk away, but my eyes were glued to the cleft of her butt.
She then started to sob in fits, as tears began streaming down her face and she whimpered to me under her breath to, please let her go before it all came out. She then suddenly froze, concentrating all her effort down deep inside her, as she clenched every muscle in her body. Instantly, a wet fart ripped out of her and I saw her butt get forced open by a wave of half-solid shit. She let out a gasp, as another harsher squelching noise forced the last wave passed her tightly clenched buttocks, filling her panties and pushing them out away from her skin. A putrid odor filled the air, as her hipster pants got stained by the shit and I saw a similar stain spread out between her thighs under her crotch. Kelly buried her face in her hands, as a long windy fart bubbled up through the shit trapped in her pants, spreading it out further across her butt and drumming against the seat beneath her. Her pants and panties were stretched by the weight of the shit in them and for a moment, I thought that they would overflow, but at the last second the shit spread out around the sides of her butt.
I then had to walk back to my desk without letting the other students realise that I had come in my pants. My head was still filled with the image of shit flooding her pants and so I didn't notice that three or four of the other girls were pissing their pants at that time either.
When the restroom break arrived, I let the girls all go one by one and only the first two girls managed not to completely wet themselves before they got to the toilet. As for Kelly, I called the school nurse in and she took the girl to the infirmary to phone her parents. She was horribly embarrassed about the incident and transferred to another school a week later, which was a shame, because I would have loved to have seen her desperate again.
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