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  1. A few years down the line, Sydney was a moderately successful go-kart racer. Her sister had, of course, moved on when she went on to college. And Sydney had intentions to do the same, so she was just trying to soak in these last few months in between her senior year and her first week of college. She had fun doing these every weekend, she had made friends and lots of memories, but it was just so time-consuming. She often spent entire Saturdays at the track, and some Friday nights were sacrificed as well. Of course this also meant plenty of them away from a nice and private bathroom like she enjoyed, and the track toilets were not the most pleasant to use. It was impossible not to use them for a piss, you were there for 6 to 8 hour days and constantly consuming liquids like Gatorade and water. Sydney didn’t like using them, but not going for a pre-race pee would make for a torturous couple of hours. And she often had to go for a trip to the toilet after she finished as well, not wanting to risk dying for a pee on the car ride home. Dealing with a more serious urge was a whole other battle. She didn’t feel those urges often, but nothing was worse than being there with a bad need for a poop. She only really had two experiences with that: once when her family had stopped at Burger King on the way to track in the morning and she loaded up on french toast sticks, hashbrowns and coffee. She was gassy for most of the race, releasing rumbly, bubbly farts into her cart. She felt the urge halfway through the race as her toots grew worse in smell. She managed to make it home, rushing to her upstairs toilet to unload a mushy poop. The other time was in one of her last races that summer. Sydney was kind of a poop at any time of the day type of girl. Some days she would wake up with a pressure in her belly and a smelly room before dropping off her package while sleepily scrolling on her phone. Other days she would finish up dinner and immediately need to head upstairs for a private moment with the toilet. But it wasn’t uncommon for her to have a wetter poop on the morning of her races. She contributed that to nerves, even if she never actually felt too anxious. Sydney was cool with that, after painting her toilet bowl at home with wet, sputtery farts she would be able to spend the whole day at the track without worrying. This particular Saturday was a pretty normal one. It was a mid-July race, so the weather was hot and sticky. Sydney woke up a bit sweaty in her bed, her pink PJ shorts and green top slightly damp. As she scrolled social media on her phone she felt a small pressure in her stomach, not like a desperate need but one she would definitely need to take care of before she headed to the track. She wasn’t really gassy yet, but after about five minutes she decided to get ready. Heading over to the bathroom she discovered the door closed, and as she approached she heard a loud, wet-sounding machine-gun like fart blast into the toilet. The only culprit could be her sister Christina, which she shared the upstairs toilet with. She leaned against the wall while listening to her big sister absolutely wreck their potty. Wet, loud blasts kept sounding out before she would hear some watery poop fall into the toilet below. Sydney tried to give her sister time, but eventually she realized her time was limited, she had to get ready to go to the track. She knocked on the wooden door and said “Hey Christina, I have a race this morning. Can I get in there?” “O-oh,” her sister stammered, obviously embarrassed that her little sis had heard all of her stinky butt noises. “Sorry, Syd. Just another minute or two.” A low-rumbly wave of diarrhea exited her Christinia’s butt, the college girl clearly trying to push the remains out so her sister could get ready. Finally, Sydney heard her start wiping. And after about a minute, she heard a flush. After washing her hands, Christina exited and quickly hurried past Sydney, not even looking at her directly as she hurried back into her room and shut the door. Sydney could see why, the bathroom reeked of a heavy, pure poop smell. She coughed as she entered and grabbed the air freshener to try and get rid of some of the odor, but only a bit squirted out. It was empty. Sighing, she threw the can in the trash can and lifted up the lid. The water was a murky brown color and bits of sloppy poop were still floating in the can. “Damn,” Sydney thought to herself. “She really had a fucked up stomach.” She figured it was probably the trip to the local Chinese buffet the family had taken last night. Christina had brought her boyfriend along, and he had slept over before Sydney had heard him leaving when she had woken up. She knew that she had ripped some serious stinkers in her room after dinner last night, and when she went to the bathroom to brush her teeth last night she had seen her mom exiting the bathroom. The meaty smell in the bathroom and the skidmarks in the potty told her that the food had given them all a little bit of an upset stomach. Her mom only used that toilet in an emergency, so her dad must have been occupying the one in their bedroom. Of course, poor Christina must have had to hold in all that gas as she slept with her bf last night, and quickly hurried to the john after he had left. Sydney pulled down her shorts exposing her tiny, pale ass (she always slept commando on those hot summer nights) and plopped down on the warm seat. A hard, yellow stream burst out and about 10 seconds in a quiet but high-pitched toot escaped her booty. She peed for another 40 or so seconds before a rumbly, dry fart echoed loudly in the bowl. As her stream died down, a giant, dry ripper shot out of her. It was long and vibrated the porcelain throne, but after she had cut it her stomach felt much better. Sydney sat for another minute or so before she realized she didn’t need a poop, it was just gas. She stood up and shook off her shorts before turning on the shower. Blissfully unaware of the storm brewing in her bowels. —--------------------- A warm, poofy fart heated Sydney's purple briefs and her tracksuit. Ever since she had got to the track, these toots had kept coming and coming. At this point Sydney was truly gassy, and she was just thankful they were silent, it was hard to smell the eggy odor she was producing over all of the smells of the garage. The constant gurgling of her stomach told her a private potty was needed sometime soon, something she knew she wasn’t going to have access to. She had worked on her kart for about two hours now, and she had begun ripping serious ass about an hour in. It was now 30 minutes until race time, and Sydney knew a pee break was necessary before it started. She headed over to the toilets, the same ones her sister and Kiersten had destroyed all those years ago, and walked in behind a fellow racer, Zoe. Zoe had frizzy brown hair and wore thick glasses with chubby cheeks, a very classic nerdy look to her. She had a big, flabby butt as she was a bit on the heavier side, and she had big boobs to match, though they were hidden a tad by the tracksuit. The two gave each other a smile, they had seen each other plenty over the years but had never really talked, and walked into the toilet. One stall was taken by a girl furiously peeing, so Zoe went and took the second stall. Using a bit of privacy, Sydney stuck out her butt and squeezed out two silent stinkers that are utterly silent. She can continue to smell that eggy odor, but it mixes in well with the public toilet. She hears Zoe undo her tracksuit and sit down on the toilet, while the second girl’s stream starts to die down. A small trickle begins out of Zoe’s stall before it begins to grow heavier and heavier, and all of a sudden a wet, duck-sounding fart that is quickly cut off echoes out of her toilet. Sydney smiles as the girl had clearly cut a pee-fart, and then the girl in the other stall flushes and steps out. The skinny blonde, who is one of the newer racers, steps out and Sydney steps in. She takes a second to undo her suit while the blonde washes her hands and heads out, and as she plops down on the seat she hears Zoe flush. As Sydney starts peeing a hissy, smelly fart escapes silently into the bowl. Zoe steps out and turns on the sinks, and the redheaded racer’s stream gets heavier. But a loud, airy fart shoots out of Sydney, who had relaxed for just a moment too long, before she squeezes her cheeks to stop any other intrusions. Her face goes red as Zoe had obviously heard her slip. She hears her stomach gurgle and feels a sharp pressure in her stomach, she ponders for just a moment if she could hurry and drop her poop off with no one in here. A flurry of girls coming in for their pre-race pees tells her not to, and she quickly wipes and heads out to the track. —--------------------- Lap 50 out of 100 is right around when Sydney knew she was in a bit of trouble. Her gurgling stomach had only gotten worse, and while the farts continued to pop out of her, tooting wasn’t what she needed. A mushy load had settled in her butt, and her farts grew quieter, hotter and stinkier as the race went on. Some of them felt wet, but she didn’t have the time to check and see. At one point a fellow racer bumped her kart while passing, causing a loud, wet sputtering fart to slip out. That one had definitely left a small stain on her panties. When she made pit stops, not the kind to get her relief but to fix the car up, she couldn’t help but squirm and shimmy her butt around to keep the pressure at bay. One of her helpers asked her if she was okay, and she lied “Yeah. I’m just kind of sore.” Those quiet, eggy farts continued as the race wore on. Sitting actually helped with her urge, but she felt the need grow. Finally, the race came to a close. Sydney finished 8th out of 25, not bad at all, and even better for her because that meant no ceremony. Just park the kart in the garage and you’re free to do whatever. Sydney would have loved to hold it until home, but as she pulled her stall a loud, moaning like fart erupted from her and made her panties a tiny bit more damp. It was here or in her panties. She got out, and a warm, hissy bit of gas once again escaped out of her tracksuit. Her dad and mom started to head into the garage, and Sydney quickly said, “Gonna run to the toilets real quick,” a blush creeping up on her face as she just relieved to all ears how bad she needed the potty. Her mom gave her a thumbs up and Sydney slipped out the back door, towards the two-stalled toilets. As she hurried over her butt released a small but loud “pop” of a fart before a small, squeaking one quickly followed. Speed walking only jostled her contents and made her urge worse. Out of the corner of her eye she saw another racer moving quickly, and she clamped her cheeks so no more embarrassing sounds could be heard. She then heard a raspy, airy fart from behind her, and she did a half-turn with her head to see a red-faced Zoe was the one making a beeline to the restrooms. The two hurried over, but their garage spots happened to be a bit further from the toilets, so they were forced to get in a line behind two other girls, both racers. She could see one girl was still undoing her track suit while the other was pissing a long, furious stream. Sydney sighed softly, and she could hear Zoe breathing a bit heavier as well, obviously not expecting to deal with a line. The two girls chatted, obviously friends with each other, while the girl in the second stall quickly took off her suit and released a torrent of her urine. Sydney’s stomach once again moaned as she bobbed in place, her tight little butt visibly clenching as she tried to hold back all those eggrolls and spicy chicken that now desperately needed out. Zoe was standing stiff as a board as hissy, pure shit-smelling toots eked out of her closed buttocks. The girls couldn’t hear them, but they sure could smell them. And it let them know someone really needed the potty. A girl finished up in the first stall and exited, and one of the girls, a curly chubby blonde, quickly entered. That left her friend, a black girl with her black hair dyed blonde and placed in a bun, to wait outside. Sydney had seen her at a few races before, and she was pretty sure her name was Jasmine. As the second peer finished up, the blonde sat down and also started a long stream, but an airy and loud fart echoed into the bowl. Hearing hat toot made Zoe desperate, and a high-pitched squeaky fart let her know that she needed a toilet. Quickly. The second stall flushed and Jasmine ook over, she got her suit down super fast and soon was erupting with yet another gushing pee. Sydney still had Zoe in front of her, and a gas bubble hung heavy in her stomach, and it would be messy if it was allowed to exit. The blonde girl’s pee died down, and so did her friend’s. The chubby girl started to wipe, but they heard nothing out of Jasmine’s stall. The girl exited and Zoe quickly took over, releasing another rank ripper to the line as she did. The blonde washed her hands, and when she put on the hand dryer you heard a huge *kerplunk* come from Jasmine’s stall followed by a tight, squeaky toot. She had tried to time it so it was hidden, but her product and fart had been way louder than expected. “Fuck,” Sydney thought. She was going to have to outwait two poopers. Zoe got her suit down, and as soon as she sat down a long, sputtering fart ripped out. It lasted for a solid 12 or so seconds, and it ended in a moaning type noise. It was fitting as a mushy explosion ripped out making the girl let out a moan of her own. Jasmine dropped two more loud-sounding logs into the water as Zoe was now shooting quick, wet farts into the bowl. Sydney was alone in line, free to rip ass, but she couldn’t even do that. Her butt quivered as she bobbed in place, knowing the next time her cheeks separated would be disastrous. Jasmine gave a courtesy flush, one to ensure she didn’t clog up the drain as she dropped two more bombs into the toilet. Zoe seemed nowhere near finished as she blew low-sounding diarrhea into the toilet. But those last two plops seemed to be the last of Jasmine’s load as she began pulling paper. Sydney couldn’t help but literally do a small dance in place, her bum practically begging for relief. The girl flushed and shyly exited, but Sydney didn’t have time for politeness. She pushed the girl out of the way, ignoring the fruity poop smell the girl had left and the one large skidmark at the bottom of the bowl. She had already unzipped a bit of her suit in line, so she quickly undid the rest and pooled it at her feet. She then pulled down her skin-tight shorts she had on underneath and her now lightly-stained panties and practically dropped onto the toilet. A wet, machine-gun style fart absolutely splatter the bowl with her wet shit as she couldn’t help but let out a long sigh of relief. As Jasmine started the hand dryer, Sydney let out several long, wet poo-filled farts, not even caring once the sound went away and they echoed out into the bathroom. Zoe was now occasionally releasing a spurt of watery poop into the bowl, she lived farther away than most of the racers and didn’t want to have an emergency on the way back home. She lives in the country, so the only place for a pit stop is a corn field. Sydney fired off several more loud bouts of semi-soft logs into the water. She was literally shaking with relief. One last squeaky, high-pitched toot let her know she was finished. She began pulling TP, at almost the same time as Zoe did. It was a messy wipe for both girls, and when Sydney flushed first the toilet almost made a groaning noise because of all the paper and poop she subjected it to. Sydney hurried to the sinks, determined to get out so she didn’t have to face Zoe. But the girl flushed and left her stall, a bright blush ever so present. The two girls didn’t say a word and when they accidentally glanced at each other, they looked away just as quickly. Stomachs empty and in need of new underwear, Zoe and Sydney went their separate ways.
  2. On the inside of the tiny bathroom, Brie couldn’t help but have her mouth agape as her pent up liquid continued to pour out of her. She usually would feel bad for Sydney, both of them desperately needed this seat, but the fact that the girl had seemingly made her hold it just because she was too needed to go was, well dumb. All day it was “Hey, I have to go just as bad,” and “We will both get to go soon.” Plus doing this in front of all these residents was lowkey embarrassing, so she was fine taking her good old time. Her stream died down to a trickle, and Brie took the opportunity to finally go through her message and other social media apps. Outside, the floor full of girls all got to know each other. Some awkwardly, some more boldly, but no one was having a struggle like Sydney was. She tried to act casual by just going on her phone while occasionally looking up and smiling, but a war was going on inside of her. Her need to pee was at a breaking point, and her more secretive need wasn’t going much better. She had resorted to releasing wave after wave of silent but smelly farts. With this many girls around, no one could pin it on her. But plenty of girls could certainly smell it. “Did someone not put on deodorant,” one incorrectly thought to herself. “Who let one rip,” another more accurately thought. Being so close to the door, she could hear that Brie was done. But of course, no toilet paper had been pulled yet. “Fuck, does she also need a poo?” Sydney thought. Sydney was already mortified that she was about to blow up this toilet in front of all her residents. Hopefully the talking would disguise any uncomfortable noises, and she could easily shut the door to prevent any smells. But the length of the visit was sure to do her in. She wanted to run off to her own bathroom in her and Brie’s room, but the Hall Director was probably going around to make sure all the RAs were doing their job. He wasn’t the nicest guy and could easily write her up for leaving a meeting unsupervised. The only other time she remembers being so pressed for both needs was at one of her last go kart races a few years ago. It was her family’s hobby, her grandpa had done it professionally. Her mom and aunt had done it more as a hobby, and Sydney and her sister mostly did it for that as well. They competed in ameture meets, spending long days and nights at the tracks. She remembers being as young as four or five and seeing her older sister finish a race only to just run off to the toilets. You could be in those karts for hours and hours, and your pit crew provided plenty of water to keep you hydrated and alert in the blazing sun and kart. After every race, almost everyone needed a pee. It was like a tradition to hear a waterfall out of the toilets near the exit. But, of course the urgent need always reared its ugly head at times. Sydney remembers being a young teen and her older sister, Christina, had just come in third place at a tournament. Placing meant lots of pictures with the second and first place finishers, getting recognized and sometimes even doing an interview or two for the local paper or news station. Those three racers were usually the last on a toilet, and it had been about 15 minutes when Christina came over to the family. Sydney’s sister was short, about 5”4 with most of that height coming from her long legs. She had curly brown hair, and chubby cheeks despite being a little on the skinny side. Her butt was a pretty normal one, but she had a nice pair of boobs. Her mom and dad gushed over her, but Sydney couldn’t help but notice how uncomfortable she looked. Her face was more of a grimace than one of excitement. “Come on, I want a family picture with the trophy,” her mom said happily. “Mom, come on, it's just third place,” Christina said while bobbing up and down. “I’ve had way better finishes.” “Now now, just one please?” Christina nodded and the four of them got close, and that’s when Sydney heard a loud, rumbly, sputtery fart cut through the air. She quickly looked over to her sister who continued smiling brightly, no indication she had just ripped one. Her parents seemed just as oblivious, and for a second Sydney thought maybe she had just imagined it. “Okay,” Christina said after the final picture was taken. “I’m gonna nip to the toilets” She bounced in place a bit and handed the trophy to her mom. She hurried over towards the toilets, joining the racers who had finished in first and second. Sydney noticed that her sister got to the queue quite quickly, and the weird shuffle she did to get there told her that what she heard earlier was indeed a fart, a pre-poop one it seemed. Sydney kind of needed a pee, and with a long trip home she figured she might have well join her sis. She got over there and immediately noticed a sour smell. Christina had probably ripped on on the walk over, desperate for some relief. Christina and Kelly, the one who had finished in second, both had their light tightly crossed while the first place winner, Kiersten, looked perfectly fine. Kelly was a hispanic girl with super curly light brown hair. She had thick eyebrows and was kind of built like a green bean. Tall and stocky, with an average set of breasts and butt. Kiersten was about the same height as Christina, but she was a little more on the heavy side. She had a plump rear end and wide hips, and her hair was originally brown but had been dyed brown. She wore it down to her shoulders. Sydney listened as the girls mostly just discussed the race, compliments on each other’s techniques and the such, as about 12 or so girls in front of them worked through the toilets. One or two spectators were mixed in, but it was mostly the racers. It wasn’t the fastest moving line, what with the process to take off the race suit combined with the odd pooper. No one looked particularly of dire need besides Christinia and Kelly, who just looked uncomfortable. Finally Kelly brought up the topic everyone had on their mind. “Crazy how there’s only one bathroom,” she said with a nervous laugh. “They know that after four hours on the track that everyone will need it.” “For real, the drivers should have their own facilities or something,” Christina replied, shifting her weight uncomfortably. The conversation quickly moved on to something else, none of the girls were eager to continue that embarrassing convo, but Sydney noticed that Kiersten seemed to stiffen as they talked about the toilets. Sometimes there was a foul smell, but it went unmentioned as who knows who it was or if it came from a fart or from the bathroom. The line moved along, Christina continued to clench her cheeks and move around while Kelly couldn’t keep still, dancing around and rubbing her thighs together occasionally. It seemed like she was only desperate for a pee. Kiersten seemed to be okay, she didn’t really show the need for an urge one way or another, but as they got closer to the toilets she did seem to get quiet. The fart-like smell got worse. Christina seemed to get more red in the face, and she could only hope no one was paying too close to where that smell was emanating from. As they neared the entrance, a tight, squeaky sounding fart shot out of Kiersten. The sound indicated that it clearly snuck through clenched cheeks, and she immediately turned a bright red color. Christinia and Kelly briefly stopped talking, but quickly picked back up so as to not draw attention. No one in the bathroom had even really paid attention, but Kiersten couldn’t help but feel incredibly embarrassed. Truth be told, Kiersten had needed a dump since she had arrived at the track. A visit to the toilet was always the first thing on her morning to-do list, but as she sleepily sat on the throne early this morning, only pee had exited. Of course right when they got there, she felt a pressure in her lower stomach. She didn’t love the idea of going number two in public anyways, she was naturally a gassy person and her visits were always very loud and clear to others. Add on all the pre-race stuff she had to get done, there wasn’t much time for a visit anyways. It wasn’t too hard of a load to hold back, but she was certainly ripping a lot of ass. Luckily, the garage was loud and full of weird smells, so no one was able to really hear her as they worked on her car before game time. She was destroying the seat of her go kart, farting up a storm during the whole race. Loud ones, quiet ones, smelly ones. Her focus on the race made her largely forget her need for a poop, but after the excitement of the win had worn off a sharp pain in her stomach reminded her of what she hadn’t done yet. The trophy presentation felt like it went on for years as she shifted around uncomfortably, and she quickly shoved the trophy to one of her pit crew members and said “BRB.” Racing to the toilets only to find a nice, long line. She was now nearing her limit, and the fart was an example of what was to come. Shortly after her slip, a fellow racer exited a stall with Kiersten next in line. Kiersten tried to act casual as she sped walk into the stall. The sight of a throne made her stomach gurgle, and she started undoing her tracksuit. She danced in place as she did so, her cheeks staying clenched. She kicked off the suit, and a loud, duck-sounding fart blasted out of her. With no time to waste, she pulled down the jeans she had on underneath and collapsed onto the toilet. Three loud, juicy farts quickly echoed out, all pent up from her time in line. A firm, hard log crackled and fell into the water below. A quieter, squeaky sounding fart made its way out as two harder nuggets made a loud *splash* *splash* and she hung in her head in euphoria/shame. It was the first time she had ever pooped at a race track. She had gone at school a few times when her morning need was a bit delayed, but that was always in between classes with no one in there. This was in a packed restroom with people she worked and raced with every weekend. She had just won the damn race, and now those she had beat could hear all her gross noises. Meanwhile, Christinia’s need had only increased. She was a master at holding in her farts, in her many years of life she had only ever truly slipped one once. Never fall asleep in study hall, can’t hold them back then. Christinia had felt the urge in the middle of the race, and by the end of the race she was praire-dogging. Luckily it was a solid poop, she was not as great at holding back a sloppier poop. But the line wait hadn’t helped things. She did her best to keep distracted, but getting close to the toilets only made it more of a pressing need. Hearing Kiersten blow up the toilet did two things: One, it made her feel better as she wasn’t the only racer dying for a shit. Two, it made her need to go all the more. Kelly dragged on about something, but Christina wasn’t listening. Her log had poked out, and she couldn’t really hold it back any longer. Christinia was a quick pooper, heck she could get it done in the time some girls took for a pee. If the toilets were a respectable distance, she had no trouble going for a “pee” and getting a secret dump in. This one was going to be no exception. A mom left the stall directly next to Kirsten, who was now just peeing a strong stream after filling the bowl. “Nice, your turn!” Kelly said with a smile. Christina blushed slightly and nodded, heading into the stall and closing it. Having been insanely desperate for a post-race pee a few times before, she had become an expert at ripping her suit off. She got it off, undid the belt on her jeans and the log began to slip out before she was even fully seated. The loud plop of her first log was quickly followed by two medium-sized ones. She couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as the pressure in her stomach was erased. A small nugget fell out, and her more serious need was already satisfied. A heavy pee stream then began. Sydney and Kelly listened to this show quietly as the former jiggled in place. “Oh, I do hope they hurry this up,” Kelly said with a laugh. “I need a pee so bad.” Sydney smiled and nodded before saying “Yeah, me too. But hey, when a girl needs a poo.” Kelly let out a loud laugh and nodded. “More like when two girls need a poo.” The two laughed loudly again. Kiersten and Christina could hear the conversation, and both blushed as they started to wipe up. They flushed and exited at about the same time, both going to the sinks without glancing at the two girls. Kelly and Sydney headed to the stalls, and Kelly with a cheeky smile quipped, “Hope it doesn’t smell too bad in her,” she said with a wave of her nose. Sydney went into Kiersten’s stall while Kelly took Christina’s. Both stalls had a heavy poop smell to them, not unbearable but enough for a girl to want to be out quicker than normal. Kelly saw several skid marks around the bowl that the logs had left while Sydney saw that Kiersten had left a clean toilet. Sydney pulled down her sweatpants and a quiet stream started while Kelly undid her suit and sat down. Her pee stream, like every racer’s, was loud and heavy. As Sydney sat there she smiled and thought, “Glad I’ve never done a poo at the race track.” Little did she know….
  3. Hope everyone had a great 2022 and has an awesome 2023! Here's to a new year filled with girls who are urgent for an embarrassing dump! Back in the dorm, unknown to Riley, Sammy did need a bathroom visit. Quite urgently. She hadn’t peed since she woke up nearly 10 hours ago. But even more so, a feeling in her stomach warned her that a more pressing matter was on the way. Sammy knew that it was going to be a long year if she couldn’t suck it up and just poop, even if Riley was going to be able to hear every sound and smell every product. But she also wouldn’t be lying if she said she didn’t wish that Riley would bite the bullet and blow it up first. As the two talked about the upcoming semester, her pressure grew. She even cut one or two warm, quiet farts that didn’t smell but were getting more urgent. “Well, we need to meet in the lounge in like 10 minutes for our meeting,” Riley said. “I’m gonna use the restroom real quick then we can go.” “Yes!” Sammy thought to herself. “Maybe she needs a dump, then I can just add on and no one will feel awkward.” “Sounds good!” Sammy replied with a smile. Sammy listened as Riley walked in and shut the door. The lock made a click noise, and she heard the toilet lid being pulled up as the pants came down. A solid pee stream started, and it made Sammy squirm as her pee need was just about as urgent if not more so than her poop need. That stream continued on for about 40 seconds and then it died to a trickle before Riley started pulling toilet paper. A flush was then heard. “Fuck,” Sammy thought. “Guess it’s gonna be an awkward visit for me.” Riley exited and Sammy, slightly red in the face, said “I’m gonna go too.” “Okay!” Riley replied, flopping on her bed and going on her phone. Sammy walked in, shut and locked the door. She pulled down her jean shorts and green panties, plopping on the toilet that was still refilling from Riley’s flush. A hard pee stream immediately started, and it echoed through the bathroom. As it went a soft fart shot out of her, and another gas bubble popped up in her stomach. The next toot shot out of her, this one squeakier and louder. Riley would have heard, but the toilet was still filling and the urine stream was still crazy loud. She continued to empty her bladder for about a minute before it died out. A log slowly emerged from her and landed with a loud plop in the water. It was quite an easy poo for Sammy as two more smaller logs plinked into the water. She pushed to get the last remains out, and a second squeaky fart echoed in the bowl. She blushed as Riley surely heard that one. She let out a small grunt as a few smaller pieces were pushed out, and then she was down. It had been a pretty quick and easy poop, but the smell was quite potent. She started wiping, which required a good amount of paper, and then flushed. Luckily, the powerful flush meant that there was an absence of skid marks. She exited and went to the sink to wash her hand. While she did so she started to smell her poop linger into the bedroom, so she quickly went into the bathroom and used the air freshener to spray, blushing while she did so. But Riley didn’t react to this, simply saying “Alright, let’s head out.” Once Sammy was done spraying. The two headed out on a short walk to their floor lounge, which was a small room with a couch, two chairs, a small table in the middle, and a closed door that led to, well the girls didn’t know yet. Around 15 or so other girls were spread out throughout the room, some on the couches but most either leaning against the wall or sitting on the floor. Riley and Sammy plopped down next to a black girl with curly black hair and a white girl with dyed short pink hair. More girls started pouring in as Sammy and Riley chatted, and after about ten or so minutes the room was filled with about 30 chicks. Just then Sydney and Brie came rushing into the room. One look at Brie, and anyone could decipher how badly she needed to pee. She was squirming as they hurried into the room, and when she sat down she instantly shoved both her hands into her crotch. Her face screamed desperation. Brie hadn’t peed since first thing in the morning, 6am to be precise. Being the RA’s roommate meant she had to help set up, meet the residents, and just follow Sydney around all day like a dog. She had asked Sydney several times for a bathroom break, but her roommate always said there would be free time soon to do so. She guiltied Brie into staying with her because “I need you,” but now she just wish she had abandoned Sydney to release nearly 12 hours worth of pent up pee. Sydney was doing a much better job keeping composed, her hobby helped her with that. She liked to race go-karts, she had since she was about six or seven. Plenty of days had been spent with hours upon hours in a car without a break for either need. She remembers several times where she waited in a long line with other girls, squirming for a pee or poop, and just making it. Sydney currently had both urges pressing against her. She also had a nice morning pee, but plenty of water made her need a pee so bad. And the sandwiches provided by the housing committee had worked their way through her, and she felt the cramps in her stomach getting more urgent. She simply hadn’t found time for a comfort break, and here she was, with just this meeting separating her from relief. She squirmed slightly, her butt clenched just a bit, as she put on her best smile and proceeded to introduce herself, Brie (who simply faked a smile and waved with one hand while having the other still firmly pressed against her privates), and go through the rules and procedures of the floor. As she talked she felt a fart nearing the exit, and she had to straighten up to help rein it back in. Most of the rules were simple, she explained how it was a girls-only floor but boys were allowed as guests, what they can and can not have in their room, all that good stuff. “And of course you all have your own private bathrooms,” she said. The word bathrooms had caused her and Brie to shift uncomfortably. “They get cleaned every Tuesday morning, of course please try not to leave it a disaster for our housing staff. They work very hard.” Talking about the subject only made matters worse for the two girls. A spurt of pee had shot out of Brie, who gasped and quickly shoved her other hand into her crotch. An intense gas bubble had manifested in Sydney’s stomach, causing a silent, slightly hissy fart to escape. “Um,” she said, ignoring the meaty smell that had appeared. “We also have a small bathroom in here.” She walked over and opened the mystery door, revealing a small room with a toilet and a sink. “This is just in case your roommate is in the bathroom and you need to use it.” She bobbed in place as the white porcelain throne mocked her, her stomach gurgled and a jet of pee had slightly stained her panties. “Hey Syd,” Brie said interrupting and quickly standing up. “I’m just gonna demonstrate how the bathroom works,” she added with a small chuckle. A few of the girls laughed as Brie hobbled over and quickly slammed the door shut. Everyone listened as they heard the lid being slammed up, and then a water gun of pee shot into the toilet. Some other girls started laughing slightly, and Brie let out a small moan on the inside. Brie didn’t mind if people heard her pee, pooping was a different story, but she could pretty much pee anywhere anytime. A small room with a room full of girls just outside? Sure thing. This pee felt practically orgasmic as the noise sounded like a water fountain. This was torture to Sydney, and she quickly crossed her legs tightly. She knew she wasn’t going to make it through this meeting with dry, or maybe even clean, panties. She needed to get in after Brie. “Okay,” she said, trying to disguise any strain in her voice. “Why don’t we play an icebreaker? Match up with three people next to you. Learn one fun fact about each other and then we’ll share in about five or so minutes.” The room erupted with sound, covering up the intense stream coming from inside the bathroom. Sydney leaned against the wall and tried to nonchalantly place a hand into her crotch. She also strategically pressed her behind on the wall. “Please, please hurry up Brie,” she thought as she jiggled her legs.
  4. Becca slowly opened her eyes, confused for a second about where she was. As her eyes adjusted to the semi-light bedroom she remembered that she was in the water park hotel. She looked over to see an empty spot in the bed where Natalie had slept, and hearing the shower running must mean her friend had gotten to the bathroom first. A pressure in her bladder gave her mild annoyance at that fact. Becca was often very desperate to pee when she woke up. It was odd, she never had trouble holding it during the day, but if she didn’t get to a bathroom soon in the morning there could be trouble. She sat up slightly and crossed her legs to relieve a bit of pressure, and looked over to see Sammy and Riley both on their phones, still in their pajamas. Noticing she was awake, Sammy smiled and said, “Morning!” “Morning,” Becca replied back sleepily. “I guess Nat got first dibs on the bathroom.” “Sure did,” Sammy answered. “And sorry to tell you, but Riley and I have second and third dibs.” “Fuck,” Becca thought to herself. Her bladder throbbed in response. The girl wasn’t necessarily shy about her bathroom habits, but she didn’t like announcing them either. Although she liked showing some poise in her life, and squirming and asking to jump ahead just to pee was a bit embarrassing. Not to mention there was an impending second need. Because of all of the rush yesterday, Becca had simply never pooped. She felt a slight urge when they got back to the room, but they had all crashed so quickly that she never went. Again, she wasn’t too picky about bathroom habits, but announcing her need to cut ahead to take a dump was even more embarrassing. But as the three girls all kept busy on their phones, she felt a pressure in her abdomen grow. After about 10 minutes the shower stopped, and soon after Natalie came out of the bathroom with a towel around her head. “Alright, I’ll try to be quick so we can hurry to the park,” Sammy said as she hurried into the toilet. Natalie started talking to her friend, but Becca was distracted as a loud pee stream erupted from the bathroom as Sammy took care of her early morning need. She squirmed a bit and clambed her legs together even tighter as her bladder begged for relief. The pee urge seemed to make her more serious urge worse, and a gas bubble made her stomach growl as she held back a fart. Another stomach churn and a second forced back toot let Becca know she was going to have to think of a Plan B. An idea popped into her head. “Ugh,” she said, grabbing her head. “I got a pounding headache.” “Oh shit, I’m sorry Becca I don’t think I brought any Advil,” Natalie replied. She got up and started digging through her small suitcase. “Please God,” Becca thought to herself. “Do not let her find any.” “Yeah I didn’t bring any either,” Riley said sympathetically. “That’s cool,” Becca replied. “I’ll just run down to the lobby and buy some,” she said already throwing on her shoes. She quickly put them on and grabbed the key card. “BRB,” she said, hurrying out of the door. She sped walked down the hall to the elevator and hit the button with the down arrow. She did a small dance as her pee urge grew worse. “Come on, come on,” she quietly said to herself. A small ding was heard and the elevator finally arrived. She got in and hit the lobby button, then started smashing the close door button. The doors slowly slid closed and she started moving downwards. Another gas bubble rumbled in her stomach, she let it rip. It was long and rumbly sounding, surprisingly dry. Immediately after, the elevator stopped. It was picking up people from the second floor. “Oh, great,” Becca thought as her rancid fart hung heavy in the air. The doors slid open and a young couple in their swimsuits entered. They were having a conversation about some crap Becca didn’t care about when all of the sudden they both stopped talking. Becca could only blush as the smell filed their noses. The doors slid open and the couple hurried out into the lobby, whispering to each other. Becca, still red in the face, hurried towards the lobby toilets. As she did, a woman wearing the hotel uniform got up from the front desk and said to her co-worker. “I’m going for my break.” He nodded and she headed straight towards the restrooms. Jane was in her early-20s, wearing bright red lipstick and had light brown hair with light blonde streaks in it. She was tall, and quick skinny. Becca and Jane met at the door and they smiled shyly at each other. They both entered a large room with about six empty stalls. Jane headed straight towards the last stall, so Becca decided to take the first one to put as much distance as possible. Becca entered the stall and the sight of the toilet caused her bladder to spasm, and a small spurt quickly escaped, putting a small stain on her green underwear. The two girls slammed their doors and Becca pulled down her fuzzy, striped pajama pants while Jane hiked up her work skirt and pulled down her leggings and panties. Becca immediately released a torrent of pee, and she sighed heavily. She felt a fart coming, and that’s when she felt very self-conscious. For some reason there was no lobby music playing, and the toilets were quite secluded from the main entrance. As a result, it was as quiet as can be in that bathroom. She held back her gas as her stomach gurgled. She grew red in the face once again as she could only faintly hear Jane’s small steam over her loud one. Becca’s pee went on for around a minute, and as it died down she decided to wait for the worker to leave to take care of her more urgent business. But as the last dribbles came out, neither girl made a sound. Becca sat there squirming for a few minutes, and unbeknownst to her, Jane was playing a similar game. “Of course, right when I take my poop break some fucking guest is taking her good old time in here,” she thought. Around the four minute mark it started becoming torture for both girls. Becca continually had to clench her cheeks to prevent any gas from sneaking out, and Jane was doing some similar clenching to prevent the large log from slipping out. Just then someone entered the bathroom. Both girls jumped at the sudden noise, and the woman entered the stall in the middle and sat down. A decent stream started, and ended fairly quick as the woman was not desperate. She flushed, exited and was at the sinks in about 45 seconds. She washed her hands, and then the hand dryer loudly started. Becca smiled, that would block any noises, she thought to herself. A loud, bassy wet fart erupted in the toilet bowl. A crackling sound emerged and two large logs plopped into the water below. Jane was having a similar orchestra on her side, but in reverse. A very large log plopped into the water, splashing water on her butt, before a second large one followed. But then the dryer suddenly stopped, and both girls got caught red-handed. Becca had just started dropping a third log, which plopped loudly into the water. Her load was extra big today as she had skipped yesterday. Jane released a firecracker sounding fart into the toilet right when it went quiet. Both girls both grew red as a tomato. But, they both had a “screw it” mentality now. Becca cut a small, gas-leaky sounding fart before dropping two small nuggets that *plinked* in the water. Jane dropped three or four smaller logs, all which made quite the splash. Becca started wiping first, and Jane decided to wait the girl out. They had heard each other making some gross sounds, but they didn’t need to see each other afterwards. As Becca flushed, several skid marks stayed on the bowl. She quickly exited, washed her hands and hurried back to the elevators. She could only hope neither girl asked where the medicine was. The girls went home that night after a day of water park fun. Sammy had held in a second load the car ride home and quickly blew up the bathroom right when she and her sister arrived home. Becca, having only pooped once in the last two days, also hurried to the guest bathroom, her desired spot, to release a gassy, second load. Riley and Natalie had pooped that morning before their shower, but the greasy park food had affected them requiring a second visit for each. Riley was happy to be blowing up her own private bathroom in her room, and Natalie made sure to plug her nose as she quickly took over after Sammy had dirtied the bowl.
  5. I appreciate the heck out of the nice comments and reviews! Glad people enjoy this! Here is the second part of the water park saga, and there will be one more to follow. The once dry farts Sammy had released had given way to soft, wet ones. They were great for sneaking out around her sister and two friends, but they were dangerous. Not to mention smelly. While in line for a ride, she cut a super quiet but wet and foul-smelling one. It had a spice to it, and Natalie was quick to joke “Damn, who cut the cheese.” The three others laughed, but Sammy knew it was growing into a more urgent matter. She used the opportunity of being alone in the water tubes to continue to relieve the pressure. Using the double-seated inner tubes was a different story. Sammy was tall, so she was also the heaviest one, which meant she often had to be in the back. This caused her butt to be pointed directly to the girl riding with her, who was more often than not Riley. Sammy did a good job holding back for the most part, but a semi-loud and wet fart shot out at one point. It sounded like a small pop sound, but Riley didn’t seem to notice over the noise of the park, but it made Sammy blush nonetheless. After some time riding some slides, Natalie said “I’m starving, let’s grab like a pretzel or something.” The others agreed, but Sammy only did so to avoid suspicion. Any more food was not what she needed at the moment, and her tummy gurgled as if to warn her of that. As they made their way over to the snack stand, Sammy felt a rush of poop head towards the exit. She stopped and stiffly stood in place to hold it back, clambing her buttcheeks tightly. It was practically now or never. “I’m just gonna run to the restroom real quick,” Sammy said quickly. But right on cue Riley said, “Oh, I need to go as well. I’ll come with.” Sammy couldn’t think of a reason to tell her friend to not come, she couldn’t just say “No don’t, I’m about to shit my brains out.” So she just smiled and nodded, and once again the two headed over to the women’s restroom. Riley once again had no idea she was being such an obstacle to her friend, being in the water all day made her feel a definite urge to pee. And while, again, she normally would just go in the pools, Sammy had suggested a bathroom break at the perfect time. As they approached the door a lifeguard came hustling over from her stand. She was a short, blonde college student. Slightly on the heavy side, she had a great body that most of the young guys loved to check out while on duty. As the trio walked in they once again came upon a set of occupied stalls. It was a Thursday night, so the crowd had a pretty steady pace, but luckily there was no line. The lifeguard immediately crossed her legs and clenched while she waited, and Sammy unintentionally took the same posture to avoid a slip. Riley, who was usually quiet about bathroom habits, looked at Sammy and said “Something about all this water really makes the bladder fill huh.” Sammy laughed and nodded in agreement, but she stayed silent. She needed to focus on not ruining her bathing suit. Luckily, it seemed like Riley was right. Intense pee streams echoed out of the stalls, but no one seemed to be going for a number two. A stall flushed and a teenage girl with brightly dyed pink hair stepped out. She saw the lifeguard standing there and said “Oh good. Hey, the toilet paper is all out in the stall, could you replace it?” The blonde bobbed in place before saying “Oh, y-yeah no problem. Thanks for letting me know.” She quickly headed over to the sinks and bent down to grab a roll from under the faucets, but when she did a loud, zipper-like fart shot out of the girl. It was a long fart, and one would have to be deaf not to hear it. The pink-haired girl, who had been washing her hand, covered her mouth in a failed attempt to stifle a giggle, causing the lifeguard to turn a bright red. Meanwhile, Sammy’s stomach continued to churn as another fart approached. The open toilet stared mockingly at her, but she couldn’t use it as this visit would need a lot of TP. Just then a woman in her 50s exited her stall. Riley, who had been blabbing about something Sammy didn’t hear, started towards it. “W-wait,” Sammy said, more snappy than she meant. “Can I go first?” She asked with a slight grimace on her face. Riley just smiled and said “Oh yeah, of course!” Sammy was more than embarrassed to have to say that, but she couldn’t risk waiting for another open toilet. She hobbled into the stall, just as the lifeguard quickly entered her stall. In perfect unison, the two slammed and locked their doors. The lifeguard quickly started to strip out of her uniform, simply placing the roll on top of the holder, while Sammy quickly tore down her bikini shorts. Sammy sat down first, and a loud, moaning sounding wet fart painted the bowl within seconds . A wet fart slipped out of the lifeguard as she pulled her uniform over her butt, causing a small stain on it. She slammed down and blasted a bout of watery poop into the water. Sammy tried to hold back a bit, but each diarrhea blast made a squelch noise, and plenty of small farts accompanied it. She had gotten spicy nuggets for dinner, and it created a small burn that caused her to moan slightly, making her blush. As this happened, the stall next to Sammy became free and Riley walked in. Sammy continued to drop mushy loads as she heard her friend pee a steady stream for 30 seconds before she started pulling toilet paper. Meanwhile, the lifeguard was basically just peeing out of her butt. Occasionally, a fart would sneak out with it. Both girls had been seconds from disaster. Riley flushed and after washing her hands said, “Hey Sammy, I’m just gonna head back out to the snack bar.” Sammy’s butt responded with a loud, drier-sounding fart before she said, “K, be out in a second.” With her friend gone, Sammy bore down and released a machine-gun sounding fart that had been held back. She dropped one more small, spicy load and finally felt empty. The lifeguard had started wiping as Sammy began to clean herself, she flushed, the bowl luckily getting rid of all evidence, and she exited. The whole time Sammy washed her hands the lifeguard continued to wipe, using much of the toilet paper she had brought in. Sammy joined the girls at a table they had reserved as they chowed down on chips and other snacks. She smiled at Riley and said, “Sorry ‘bout that.” Riley just laughed and said “Yeah, no worries.”
  6. I have been away for far too long. Life got the best of me. But I have another chapter, and I have recently been flooded with a bunch of ideas that came to me over my time away. Good things to come! Hope you enjoy this chapter, a tad anti-climitax after all this time but it's the setup for a great one coming up! Sammy’s belongings were all put away within an hour or so. Riley and her chatted about all the fun they were going to have these next four years as they packed away notebooks and snacks into the dresser drawers. About halfway through the process, Sammy’s mom pulled a can of air freshener out of a box and said, “This is for the bathroom. I forgot I packed this, or I would’ve given it a good dosing after Natalie’s visit.” Natalie just rolled her eyes at her as Janet next pulled out a plunger. “You’ll never know when you need one of these.” The two roommates blushed and nodded as the mother put the two items in the restroom. Soon the family said their goodbyes. Natalie paid one last visit to the toilet for the trip back, peeing a furious stream and having a loud, airy fart echo into the bowl midstream. Her hangover still made her stomach a bit iffy. Sammy’s mom and dad both peed as well. Heartfelt goodbyes were said and soon it was just Sammy and Riley in the room. The two talked and talked for hours about anything and everything. Sammy had yet to use the toilet, and Riley took notice. The girl didn’t seem desperate, but she was surprised that she hadn’t had a pee after the long car ride. Riley had only had one poop story about Sammy. Sure, the two had gone at each other’s houses. Sammy seems to have no schedule, just dropping a load off at random times of the day. She seemed to be more bold than Riley. There were times Sammy would ask for a bathroom pass in math or english class and be gone for 10 or so minutes. There was another time she missed a day of school and admitted to her group of friends she spent most of the absent day “shitting her brains out.” But Riley had only heard her friend one time. The two went to a waterpark that was about two hours away one weekend. Sammy's mother's work had given away tickets, and each sibling was allowed to bring one friend. Sammy chose Riley while Natalie chose her friend Becca. Becca was a pale girl with reddish hair that fell just below her breasts. She was on the thicker side, with boobs and a butt that made most girls envious. She was a bit self-conscious about her weight and the mild acne on her face, however. The four girls shared one room for the weekend. Riley had no issues when it came to pooping that weekend. She made it simple: take a dump before the shower. After a long day in chlorinated water all the girls needed to rinse it all off, and Riley would use this time to poop. The shower drowned out any noises and the soapy smell of all the girls really drowned out any foul smells. Natalie had the same gameplan. Riley realized this when, preparing to take a discrete movement after Natalie had showered, she lifted the toilet to find skid marks scattered around the bowl. Becca and Sammy did not have that idea however. Sammy wasn’t embarrassed to poop around strangers. She would never see them again, so what difference did it make. But, she did not like going around people she knew. Those smells and sounds might stick with a person. She figured she would just poop at the waterpark when the urge came, no big deal. Sadly, someone always seemed to follow her when she felt the urge. Shortly after the foursome arrived, she felt the Wendy’s that had been eaten on the trip up hit her. Sammy cut foul smelling farts while changing in the bathroom, and planned to act like she forgot to pee after the car trip to use the park toilets. When they walked out, she quickly said “I need a quick piss.” While heading towards the toilets. Riley hastily added “I’ll come with.” Riley had genuinely forgotten to pee in the excitement of arriving at the hotel, and while she had intended to just sneakily go in the pool, took the opportunity to go a more sophisticated way. “Damn,” Sammy thought. She was gonna be forced to hold it until she could find a more opportune time to sneak away. The two headed over to the women’s restroom where a small line was there for the six or so stalls in there. At the front was a middle-aged woman with curly brown hair in a one-piece suit, who did not look urgent in the least. Behind her were two girls who were probably in middle school, both wearing clothes and also neither looking desperate. But the last girl in line was a blonde lifeguard. She had on a red t-shirt with a whistle around her neck and red short shorts. She was skinny, and she had normal sized boobs with a slightly bigger butt. She seemed to be rocking in place a bit and had a serious look on her face. A stall flushed and the middle-aged girl walked in. Quickly after, another stall flushed and one of the tweens walked in. Riley and Sammy chatted while behind the lifeguard, who seemed stiff. Suddenly, an eggy odor pierced the nose of the two girls. The blonde now had a red face, and her need had been given away by a silent fart that had slipped out. Riley laughed and said under her breath, “Guess she needs a shit.” Sammy laughed along, but her stomach churned as it too knew it needed some relief. Her friend’s reaction cemented to Sammy that she had to relieve herself discreetly, Riley was sure to laugh at her as well. Now of course, Riley wasn’t judgemental like that. But Sammy didn’t know that for sure, and it wasn’t worth the risk. Wet farts and plops sounded from many of the stalls, the effect of park food on the tourists, and the middle-aged woman seemed to need a poo as well as a squeaky fart sounded from her stall. The tween was out quickly and replaced by her friend. “Tell Mom I’ll be a sec,” she said and took over the stall of her sister. Unfortunately for the lifeguard, the girl also needed a poop. The symphony of farts and poops seemed to take a toll on the worker, who was now moving her thighs in place. Sammy felt a pressure in her stomach and needed a fart badly as well, but she could only hold back. After around a minute, a flush was heard from a stall that had been occupied when the two arrived. Another lifeguard exited the stall, she was a bit shorter than the blonde, with black hair and seemed to be of Hispanic heritage. She smiled at her co-worker and said, “Isn’t your break almost over?” The blonde headed towards the stall and said, “Yes, thanks to you asshole.” The two chuckled as the blonde quickly pulled down her shorts and released a long fart. A loud plop soon followed, and then a flush out of the stall next to hers. A pregnant woman, who had black dreads, was very tall, almost like a basketball player and was wearing a bikini, exited. Sammy and Riley looked at each other and Sammy said, “You go first.” In hopes that if Riley left the bathroom she’d be able to make a quick deposit. “Good,” Riley replied, bobbing in place. “That large soda took a toll on me.” She hurried into the stall, and just as she shut it the middle-school girl exited her stall. Sammy quickly entered it, and was happy that it was the one on the end, faraway from Riley. She pulled her bikini shorts down and sat on the warm bowl. A steady stream gushed out, she had also consumed a large soda. Sammy felt a pressure in her abdomen and decided to let it rip, her friend wouldn’t be able to pick her fart apart from the other girls. It was fairly quiet, sounding like a puff of air. The second one was a little louder, but still airy. She looked under the stall and saw that Riley was exiting her toilet. “Nice,” Sammy thought. “She’ll leave and I can poop.” The stream slowed to a trickle, and then it died down. Sammy looked under her stall, but she saw Riley’s camo flip-flops still posted by the sinks. Fuck, her friend was waiting for her. Sammy would have to hold it. She quickly wiped, flushed and exited. Riley smiled as the girl went to wash her hands. “I waited for ya!” “Appreciate it,” Sammy lied through her teeth. As she scrubbed her hands she heard two more plops coming from the stall of the lifeguard and a dry fart exit the stall of the brown-haired woman. Sammy was envious.
  7. Katie was practically attached at the hip to her best friend Sadie. They did everything together, they went shopping together, gushed about cute boys together, and squealed together. They often slept over each other’s house and if they didn’t they would often spend the evening together. But the girls did give each other space when it came to one thing: pooping. Peeing was one thing, they were fine sitting on the toilet taking a leak while the other checked herself out in the mirror. But pooping seemed sacred, not to mention gross. Katie was fine pooping at Sadie’s house though, she had done that plenty of times. They wouldn’t hide it from each other but they wouldn’t really announce it to each other either. But there were plenty of times they would come back from the mall, and Katie would nip off to the toilet after the greasy food got to her stomach. A lot of times Sadie would go after Katie and take just as long, but nothing was said about it between the two. There were occasions it would be brought up, like the time Sadie had mono and a trip to get ice cream resulted in Sadie blowing up the toilet for two hours. Or that time they went ice skating and some bad pizza caused Katie to nearly crap herself as she ran on her ice skates to the porta-potties. She had gotten her pink jeans down just in time. But they generally didn’t talk about that kind of stuff. Katie hated pooping anywhere but close friends (aka Sadie’s) homes and her own. Peeing was fine of course, she could pee anywhere. But she held it till she was home unless it was a true emergency. Katie was overjoyed to get onto a reality TV show and to not only get a chance to win a $100,000 but to share the experience with her best friend. Even when the two got there and found out they wouldn’t be staying at a luxury resort like they were promised, but a crummy summer cap, the two were still just ecstatic to be there. There was one issue on Katie’s mind though: the bathroom situation. Katie hated going #2 in public. Her dumps tended to be heavy smelling so she would often leave the stall blushing as the other girls held their noses. She usually held it until she got home, but she wouldn’t be able to hold it all summer. To make matters worse Chris split Katie and her best friend up, placing Katie on the Gophers and Sadie on the Bass. They tried to fight it but it was no use, Chris wasn’t budgeting. Katie couldn’t help but sob to herself as they were introduced to her cabins, she needed her best friend to make this whole experience fun. With her being on a different team, what was the point of being here? After unpacking and getting settled Katie had stopped crying but her stomach was still in knots. The anxiety of being separated from her best friend had caused her stomach to become upset and Katie slowly realized she needed a shit. With perfect timing her teammate Lindsay asked in a confused manner, “Where are the outlets? I have to plug in my straightening iron?” Chris replied with a smirk, “There are some in the communal bathrooms. Just across the way.” Katie looked over to where they were and decided she should head there soon. After finishing unpacking Chris gave everyone 10 minutes to do whatever they needed to before they were to head to the mess hall. Katie decided this would be a good time to use the bathroom. She thought about going to get Sadie, but saw that Courtney was talking to her. She had been nice enough to try to comfort the girl while she was separated from her friend. Katie couldn’t help but feel jealous, no one on her team had even really talked to her or comforted her, despite her being obviously upset. Katie decided to go alone, she didn’t want to make Sadie all the more sad when they had to be separated again. Plus a gurgle in her stomach told her that this would be a loud experience. She headed over to the bathroom and several other girls and guys headed that way as well, as this was their first opportunity to use a toilet since they got there. The girls walked into their side and the guys walked into theirs. LeShawana quickly hurried into a stall, “Woo, I’ve had to piss since we got on the island.” she slammed the door shut and dropped her pants. A loud urine stream filled the water below and the girl sighed loudly. Bridgette opened a stall door and gaged, “These toilets are so gross, couldn’t they have cleaned them before we got here?” she asked and she walked into the stall. She heard the surfer girl piss into the water, it was obvious that the girl was hovering so she wouldn’t touch the seat. Katie usually didn’t have any issues touching her butt to gross toilet seats, a good shower would kill any germs on her anyways. The smell in the washroom was horrible though, this only made her feel better though as any smell she contributed would go unnoticed. Katie’s plan was to wait until everyone left to drop a deuce, she might not be able to avoid pooping here but she could avoid others hearing it happen. Izzy, Eva and Lindsay all went into their respective stalls and peed. Katie went into a stall, standing out there waiting for them to leave would look suspicious. She unbuttoned her pink shorts and dropped them to her feet, sitting down on the toilet. She peed a light stream into the bowl as the other girls flushed and washed their hands. She finished up and wiped but she stayed seated, waiting for the other girls to head out. Just as the last girl was finishing up at the sinks, the door swung open and another group of girls headed in, it was basically everyone who hadn’t used the toilet first. The same conversations were basically repeated, Beth hurried into a stall announcing with a lisp caused by her braces, “I’ve been bursting since we got onto the boats.” Katie’s stomach churned, she had to shit pretty urgently but could definitely wait until this group left as well. As Beth started peeing a hard stream and sighing, she heard her best friend’s voice. She still sounded upset but wasn’t crying anymore, “Ew these bathrooms are so gross, I wonder how Katie held up using them.” she said as she walked into a stall. “I told you, try not to think about what Katie is doing,” Courtney said to the girl firmly, “You’re just gonna make yourself sad again.” “Y-y-you’re right…” the girl said, sounding a bit more sad again. The two girls entered stalls next to each other, as did several other girls. Heather announced out loud, “No way is my precious behind touching these seats,” as she entered the stall next to Katie’s. Katie heard Heather start peeing, her stomach gurgled and all of the sudden a fart shot out. She didn’t even have a chance to hold it back, with her cheeks spread it just shot out. The sound echoed into the bowl and through the washroom, interrupting the unified sound of the girls peeing. She blushed as she heard the queen bee in the stall next to her laugh loudly at the noise. “Braces girl, did you just cut the cheese,” she said in an obvious bitchy tone. Katie blushed harder as Beth tried to defend herself against the accusation, “W-what?! No, I swear I didn’t!” Heather continued to laugh, “That’s so freaking gross.” Katie quickly pulled up her shorts and flushed, there was no way she could poop in here right now and she didn’t want anyone to suspect she ripped ass. She washed her hands and hurried outside, as Heather continued her verbal assault on Beth. Katie got outside and held her stomach, with no one around she ripped a wet sounding fart. “Ughhh, oh man. I need to poop like SUPER bad,” she said to herself. Chris ordered everyone to the mess hall and Katie was forced to squeeze her cheeks and head over there. Katie squirmed a bit as the large man who Chris called Chef Hatchet yelled at them regarding his food. A few other campers squirmed a bit too, but that was because they were afraid, not because they had a dump knocking on the backdoor. Katie got her food and sat down with her teammates, her stomach gurgled and she struggled to hold back a fart. She picked at her food, not only was it disgusting but she wasn’t interested in putting anything in her body right now, too much wanted out right now. A few silent but deadly farts leaked out, but most people around her assumed it was the food causing that smell. This helped Katie relieve some pressure, but she still was squirming a bit. Chris walked in with that smirk that the campers had already grown to know meant he was up to no good. “Your first challenge begins, in one hour!” Katie’s stomach gurgled, the anxiety of being seperated from Sadie combined with the upcoming challenge made her poo urge even stronger. Nervous, she asked her teammates, “What do you think they'll make us do?” the large guy named D.J. answered her question with a comforting answer, “It's our first challenge, how hard can it be?” the other campers nodded in agreement and finished eating what little they could stomach. Katie thought about using this time to nip off to the bathroom, but Chris came back and told everyone to put on their swimsuits and meet back here ASAP. The girls went back to the communal washroom to put their swimsuits on, the site of the toilet made Katie clench her cheeks and forced her to hold back another fart. A couple of girls peed before changing into their suits, those people being Bridgette and Courtney who did their best to stay hydrated and had lots to drink at lunch, but sadly no one pooped so Katie decided it wasn’t a great time to try it. Slowly all the girls exited to bathroom to meet Chris outside, Katie let them all leave one by one. She might not be able to drop a deuce, Chris needed them out quickly, but she could relieve some pressure. Lindsay was the last one to leave and the second she did… PFFFTTTTT. A large wet sputtering fart echoed throughout the washroom, Katie actually had to check to make sure it wasn’t a shart but luckily nothing had come out. She grunted as two squeakier and airer farts popped out, and lastly a silent but deadly one. Temporarily relieved she hurried outside to join her fellow campers. Chris led the group through the forest, Katie stayed silent. Luckily they walked as a large group, so Sadie quickly walked up to Katie and they talked the whole way up. It was nice to talk to Sadie again, but Katie was still upset. The whole camp experience was horrible, she was bursting for a shit and she was on a completely different team from her best friend. Her stomach groaned again and a fart tried shooting out again. Katie stopped and briefly held her stomach. “What’s wrong Katie? Are you okay? Are you sick?” her friend asked in quick succession. “Wha- oh yeah I’m good, just hungry, I missed you too much to eat lunch,” she said lying through her teeth to save her embarrassment. “Oh my God, me too!” the friend said back, “Don’t you LOVE how similar we are?” Sadie asked. “Oh I LOVE it,” Katie said back trying to sound excited. Normally she did love that, more than anything. But her bowels prevented her from being too excited. They got to the top of a huge cliff. That’s when it hit everyone. The bathing suits. The very high cliff where water awaits at the bottom. “Oh shit,” DJ exclaimed. “Hey hey hey, watch the language!” Chris scolded, “Bleeps cost money.” Chris explained how their challenge was to jump off the cliffs into the shark infested waters below. Landing in the ring would prevent the sharks from getting to you. All the teens were immediately freaked out. Katie wasn’t too scared, she wasn’t really afraid of heights so doing this wouldn’t be so bad, but walking up here with Sadie just reminded her how much she missed being with her best friend. Sadie was a bit scared of heights however, so she hugged Katie in fear when she found out what the challenge was. This squeezing put pressure on Katie’s stomach and caused a loud fart to erupt out of Katie, it was immensely wet sounding and was a longer one. She didn’t even have a chance to attempt and hold it in. Everyone immediately looked in their direction. Sadie looked up in shock at the visibly embarrassed girl. A couple people in the crowd began to snicker. Others gave her a sympathetic look or looked away to save the girl embarrassment. “Wow, that’s embarrassing,” Chris said with a smug look. “Anyways! After you reach the bottom…” Chris continued to explain the challenge, taking attention away from Katie for the time being. “Oh my god Katie, I’m so so so so so sorry!” Sadie exclaimed to her blushing friend. “I didn’t mean to squeeze a fart out of you.” Not only had her friend squeezed the fart out, but she had caused her bowels to stir as well. Katie now needed to poop worse than ever before. She squirmed in place. She had to tell Sadie what was going on, even if it was super embarrassing. “Sadie, I have to poop sooo badly. The thought of being away from you for a whole summer killed my stomach, but I couldn’t poop with all those people in there. So I’ve been holding it the whole day.” Sadie started to tear up, she hugged her friend tighter. “Oh my gosh me too. I miss you so so so much,” she said in a high pitched voice. Another wet fart rippled out of Katie, it was quiet enough that only Sadie and Katie heard it. But this one was wetter, wet enough that a small brown stain appeared on Katie’s pink bikini bottoms. Katie blushed furiously again and held her stomach. Sadie let go off the girl, “I’m sorry! I’ll stop hugging you.” Katie nodded in agreement. While this was going on several of the Killer Bass members had jumped off into the water below. “We have to get onto the same team, even if they kick us off the show. It’ll be no fun being on different teams all summer,” Sadie said tearing up again. Katie nodded in agreement and squirmed in place. “Sooooo not fun. Plus my stomach can’t handle a whole summer of this.” Her stomach growled in agreement. At this point all, well, most of the Killer Bass had jumped off the cliff. DJ and Courtney had opted to not take the jump and take the escalator back down. “So let's tally up the results. Hold on. That's eight jumpers and two chickens. We're missing one.” The remaining people turned to see the two girls holding hands looking very upset, Katie in more ways than one. Sadie decided their only hope at this point was begging. “I'm not jumping without Katie!” the girl exclaimed to the host. “We have to be on the same team, Chris,” Katie added. “For the sake of my bowels,” she thought to herself. The girls approached him in a begging spree. “Can we? Can we? Can we?” the girls kept pleading to Chris. Finally, a miracle. “I'll switch places with her,” Izzy said to the host. She felt bad for the girls, plus the chubby boy on the other team had caught her eye. If she was on his team she viewed that as a win. “All right, fine, you're both on the Killer Bass now. Izzy, you're on the Screaming Gophers,” the host decided. A wave of relief swept over the girls. Words couldn’t describe their happiness. Temporarily Katie forgot her urgent need. She was just happy to be with her bestie. They squealed in delight. “That means you're up, girls.” the host declared. The two girls ran towards the cliff. In unison they yelled, “We're coming, Killer Bass!” As they leapt off the absurdly high cliff, it hit Katie all at once. She still desperately needed to poop. Her stomach did a flip as they plunged toward the water below, she ripped a fart as they reached the water below. This one wet as well and it stained her panties a bit more brown, as this time some poop had come out. Not a lot, just a little squirt. Luckily, the water they plunged into cleared a bit of the poop out of her bikini bottom. As the girls came up together and got onto the boat waiting to take them to shore Katie whispered to her friend, “I almost crapped myself doing that.” Sadie nodded, “Don’t worry, I’ll think of a way to get you on a toilet,” her friend said determined. “You’re the best!” Katie squealed back. “No, you are!” Sadie replied back. They hugged again. As they watched the Gophers jump to their doom and the Bass watched and chatted among themselves, Katie paced back and forth, her stomach churning and gurgling. She couldn’t even fart to relieve pressure, as she would surely shit herself. Her new teammate Bridgette noticed the girl's pacing and asked sweetly, “Hey Katie, are you alright?” Katie immediately stopped pacing and blushed, “Y-yeah just anxious is all,” she said trying to fake a smile. Bridgette and her made small talk for a bit, but the whole time Katie was clenching her cheeks. Finally, it was the last camper’s turn. It was the big boy Owen, the crowd watched with tension as he sprinted towards the cliff. Time seemed to slow. He screamed as he grew closer and closer to the water below then…BAM!!! Katie didn’t know how it was physically possible, but he had made a tidal wave so big that it knocked everyone down and threw some sharks from the water and into the trees. As the wall of water crashed into Katie, she couldn’t help but rip another fart, the force had caused it to slip. Her bikini bottoms became slightly more stained once again. The cameras cut at this point and the contestants were told they had a 20 minute break to change out of their swimwear and meet back down at the beach. Katie waddled back to the campgrounds, her cheeks were so tightly clenched that it was hard for her to go quickly. Sadie tried to take her friend’s mind off of her predicament, but all Katie could think about was the storm brewing inside her. Luckily no more farts slipped out. They reached the campground and the campers made their way to the communal washrooms to change into their regular clothes again. “Are you gonna use it?” Sadie asked as they approached the toilets. Katie bobbed up and down, trying everything in her power to not grab herself. She couldn’t. Not in front of all the other campers. “I-I don’t know. Maybe. You know I hate going in front of strangers, but ohhhh God I gotta go,” she replied squirming. “Oh my God, I hate pooing in front of strangers!” Sadie agreed. “But, you might wanna attempt it, so you don’t, you know.” Katie blushed as she realized what her friend was implying. Her stomach gurgled in response. The two girls followed all the other females into the washroom. Several headed for a shower stall to change, the rest headed towards the stalls. Even if Katie was gonna work up the courage to go, she was going to have to wait for the others to change. Several of the girls took this opportunity to pee again, as being in the water made them get the urge. Gwen, Leshawna, Lindsay and Eva all stripped down and sat down buck naked. Gwen was the only girl to hover as the others didn’t really care about the state of the toilets. Bridgette was embarrassed to admit it, but being a surfer she had peed many many times in the water before. So she had done so earlier and as a result was the first girl out of a stall. Katie hurried in and slammed the stall shut. As she did Sadie gave her an encouraging smile and thumbs up, which Katie tried returning. She squirmed in place as the ever tempting toilet sat there, her bowels pulsed as they begged to be unleashed there. Katie wanted to, she truly did. But it would be far too embarrassing with all these girls in here. She could wait until she was alone, after the challenge. At least she hoped. Katie changed into her clothes, which was difficult as her urge to use the toilet so close to her grew stronger. She exited the stall at the same time as her best friend. “You didn’t go, did you?” she asked in a concerned tone. Katie shook her head and held her stomach. “I-I can hold it until after the challenge.” The two girls walked out together and headed to the challenge area. Katie tried to walk naturally, but it was hard as her cheeks were now tightly clenched. Her stomach continued to gurgle at times and she would have to focus on not losing control. The two girls were among the last of the teens to get back to the beach for the challenge. Chris reminded them of the second part of the challenge, which was to push the carts back to the campgrounds and build a hot tub. He had the cameras start rolling and the teams were off. Sadly Katie’s team had lost the first part of the challenge and were forced to push the crates without the help of a cart. Each member of the team had a different approach to pushing a crate, but Sadie and Katie decided it would be best if they pushed the vests together. “Okay, how can I get you some privacy to poop?” Sadie pondered out loud as her teammates bickered about CIT experience and splinters. “We need to think of something,” Katie replied. “Pushing this crate is putting sooooo much pressure on my bowels.” Katie’s stomach gurgled loudly again and another fart slipped out, this time staining her pink panties. “Oh my gosh Sadie, I don’t think I can make it. I might have an accident.” But then a miracle happened, they heard a male’s voice say “I’ve gotta take a whiz.” They saw Tyler head towards the woods as Eva remained him to be quick about it. Sadie nudged Katie and whispered, “Go with him.” Katie nodded quickly and said “Oh, I have to go too.” Sadie quickly interjected with an excited “You do? Oh my gosh, me too!” The two girls rushed over the wooded area and went into the opposite direction of Tyler. After taking cover behind some bushes, Katie used the privacy to quickly double over and use one hand to clutch her stomach and the other her rear end. “Oh my gosh Sadie” she said with a wet fart that stained her panties even worse, “I’ve never needed a poop so badly.” “I’ll keep an eye for people, quickly go!” Sadie urged her best friend. Katie nodded and quickly unbuttoned her shorts and ripped them down as she squatted, a wave of diarrhea come shooting out as it made a squelch sound. Katie had barely gotten her shorts down in time. She then ripped a super loud wet fart that had some poop in it. Katie couldn’t help but moan in relief. She then blushed as she remembered her best friend standing a few feet away. “I’m so so so sorry Sadie, I’m so gross.” Her best friend quickly replied with a reassuring smile and said, “Katie you could never be gross to me!” Katie smiled back as another wave of diarrhea squirted out. She had a few rounds of this with some loud, wet farts mixed in. Finally after pushing the final wave out, Katie felt relieved. She grabbed a bunch full of leaves and started wiping, it felt super gross and she gagged a bit, but pooping in the woods was better than in your pants. Katie stood back up and pulled up her shorts. “Whew, I feel soooo much better!” She told her friend. “I knew you would!” The friend replied. “I need to pee though, I wasn’t lying earlier.” Sadie said and she went behind the push to have a whiz. Katie couldn’t help but blush as she knew Sadie had to have seen the mess she made, but didn’t care. Camp Wawanakwa was looking up, she had the best poop of her life and was on the same team as her best friend. Nothing could ruin this day!
  8. Back in the present Natalie was struggling. She had her hands jammed in her crotch and was trying desperately to not leak. She had a 3 hour car ride ahead of her and both her bowels and bladder were filled. She shook her legs up and down constantly. Her stomach churned and gurgled loudly. She put in headphones to pass the time and tried listening to some music. For the next hour she listened to music while in immense discomfort. She kept ripping silent farts that reeked but she didn’t care, it helped relieve just a bit of pressure. Her piss urge would sometimes rear its ugly head and she would be forced to jam her hand into her privates. She could see her sister put her nose into her shirt in response to the smell but she didn’t care about that either. After the hour mark Natalie’s eyes felt heavy, and despite her ugent toilet need, she managed to doze off. She woke up to the sound of a loud ripping sound. She wasn’t sure what it was at first but then she realized it was her fart. The car’s windows were down but you could still smell a faint gassy smell. Natalie blushed slightly as she realized she must’ve been ripping ass while she had dozed off. Just then a pang hit her bladder intensely and Natalie jammed her hands in her crotch. Her stomach churned as well and a wet fart forced its way out. “Honey, are you alright back there?” her mom asked, looking very concerned. “Y-yeah,” she said wiggling in her seat “Just still really need a pee.” Natalie’s sister Maria still had her nose buried in her shirt “Smells like more than a pee.” Natalie turned redder and stammered “Well yeah, I need to take a dump as well, I told you guys I didn’t get to use the toilet at all this morning.” she said shifting in her seat. Her poop made a rush for the exit, so she was forced to tense her body and squeeze her cheeks. She moaned a little. “Don’t worry hun, we’re only 10 minutes away.” her mom said sympathetically. Even her dad, who hours ago was pissed off, felt bad. “I’ll try to go as fast as I can, okay Nat?” her dad said to her. Natalie ripped a wet sounding fart and cried out “Yes, please do!” while jiggling in place. Sammy couldn’t help but make fun of her older sister for getting herself into this predicament. “Beer shits hit hard the next morning, huh?” she said to her sister, barely looking up from her phone. “Sammy, shut the fuck up,” Natalie replied, still jiggling in her seat. “And all that bent up beer just begging to come out?” she said next. This causes a spurt to shoot out of Natalie and slightly dampen her blue panties. “I’m gonna kill you later.” she growled but Sammy just laughed in response. Finally, they pulled into the parking lot of Sammy’s dorm. Natalie unbuckled her seat belt and yelled to her dad “Please, just let me out, I have to run in now.” Her dad stopped the brakes, he didn’t want her to stain his car and he still felt a bit guilty. Natalie got out and immediately shoved her hands into her crotch. Getting out so quickly caused her bladder to spasm and it had come close to making her flood her leggings. She made a yelp noise and hurried towards the front entrance. She ran but also was squeezing her thighs together tightly making it hard to go quick. As she ran she ripped another wet sounding fart, luckily she was not around anyone when she did. She had her cheeks clamped to prevent her wet poop from pouring out. She came upon the tables where the RAs and other staff were checking people in. “Fuck!” she thought to herself. Natalie had completely forgotten that Sammy hadn’t gotten her key yet, she wouldn’t be able to get into the room. Now Natalie didn’t normally like people knowing about her toilet needs, but messing and pissing herself would be 1000x worse. She ran up to a table with a redhead and blue hair girl just got done giving another person their key.. Natalie tried to maintain her composure when she got up there, but she had her legs still crossed firmly and her butt remained clenched. “Hi!” the redhead girl said excitedly. Natalie smiled back and talked quickly, bobbing up and down the whole time. “Hey! So my sister is moving into the dorm and my parents are just parking the car but I reallyyyyyy need to go to the restroom, can I have her key please.” Natalie said this sentence at a million miles per minute. As she said this she noticed the blue hair girl had her hands buried in her crotch and tightened up when she mentioned the word bathroom. Sydney laughed and said “Yeah sure, I just need your sister’s name and some ID to prove you have the same last name and you’re good to go.” Natalie smiled and shook more violently knowing that relief was near. “Sammy. Sammy Allen.” she said as she reached into the waistband of her tights and pulled out her phone. She pulled her ID out of a pocket attached to the phone and shoved it to the girl, shaking as she did. The girl checked it and handed it back to Natalie then she pulled out the card which displayed a smiling Sammy. “Toilet is in room 417,” the redhead said with a smile. “Oh my God, thank you, thank you so much I owe you my life.” she said sprinting away from the table. “Damn,” Sydney said to Brie, “That chick needed a piss BAD!” Brie shook her legs and pushed her knees together. “I know the feeling,” she muttered to herself. But Sydney was too busy telling the next person to hear. Natalie shot up the stairs, her hands were jammed into her crotch as she ran. She didn’t care about the stares she got from parents, siblings, and students going down. She moved quickly, maneuvering around people as swiftly as possible. She ripped yet another wet sounding fart as she passed a mom and daughter who stared at her wide-eyed. She couldn’t care less as that fart almost was the end for her. She shot through the door onto the fourth floor. Her eyes scanned the door numbers quickly, looking for 417. Finally her eyes landed on the numbers, she almost cried with tears of happiness. She jiggled in place and slid the card in the slot, but the button flashed red. “Oh, come on!” she exclaimed as she shook harder and crossed her legs. She slid it the other way and it flashed red again. “You gotta be kidding me!” she said as she grabbed her ass. She started to try it again and as she did a 4 second spurt of urine made a baseball sized wet patch. She scanned it quickly again and it glowed green this time. “Yes!” she yelled out loud and ripped the door open. She was so close, it was right there. She saw the bathroom door on the left and quickly pulled on the handle. It was locked. Fucking locked. Another spurt shot out of her and further dampened her panties. It hit her, Sammy’s roommate must be in there, she looked around the room and saw half of it was decorated with a college girl’s items. She knocked on the door loudly, she had her one hand shoved in her crotch and the other grabbing her ass, she couldn’t hold still. She normally tried to give people their privacy but she needed in now. “Y-yeah?’ Riley asked shyly. Riley had her pants pulled halfway up, slightly exposing her pink panties. She danced in place wondering who was out there. “Hey Riley, it’s Sammy. I need to get on that toilet ASAP, can you please let me in. Now!” Sammy said super quickly. She didn’t wanna come off as rude, but she was seconds away from messing herself. Riley blushed furiously as she danced in place, she listened to Natalie’s plea and had one of two options: Let Natalie use it or get relief herself. “Well, I have to shit and Natalie probably just needs a pee, so I’ll let her use it.” Riley decided. Plus she didn’t want Natalie to have to wait for her to drop a load off and make her piss herself. Riley pulled up her shorts and clenched her butt cheeks together, she had to poop so bad. She opened the door and Natalie was directly outside the door, dancing vigorously in place. “Thank you so so much, I’m so sorry I woke up late and..” Natalie said as she rushed into the bathroom. Natalie closed the door and slammed onto the toilet. Immediately a torrent of pee came gushing out into the water. Natalie couldn’t help but moan loudly. “Damn, she really needed that piss,” Riley thought as she squirmed in place. Natalie blushed furiously as the torrent of piss filled the bowl. Outside Riley continues to move around in place, all of the sudden a fart slipped out. It was a bubbly sounding one, loud. Riley prayed that Natalie couldn’t hear it. Luckily for her, the piss sound drowned out all other noise. “Hurry up, hurry up!” Riley thought as she kept her but tightly clenched. Inside Natalie sighed as her pee came to a close. Just as the last few drops came out she ripped a loud, wet fart that echoed in the toilet bowl. Natalie continued to blush but she felt no shame, she needed this so bad. Riley was immediately concerned, sure some girls fart when they pee but it’s usually not so wet and loud. She grew even more concerned when a second one ripped out, this time even wetter sounding. Her fears were confirmed when she heard a squelch sound as some mushy poop shot out of Natalie. Riley bent over and held her stomach, letting out a groan as she did. If she knew Natalie needed a shit she wouldn’t have given up the bathroom. Natalie gave happy sigh as more diarrhea poured out of her. Drinking always messed up her stomach the next morning, she had had some embarrassing mornings in guys bathrooms after a night of fun. Riley sighed and decided to throw all shame away, she knocked loudly on the door. “H-hey I hate to rush you but I need to poop so badly. Can you please hurry?” Natalie immediately felt horrible, this poor girl had been in her own bathroom about to unload and she had ruined it for her. “Oh my god I’m so sorry, yeah I’ll be as quick as I can.” Natalie grunted as she pushed the next two waves out quickly. Heading it all splash into the water below was torture for Riley. Finally she heard Natalie pulling toilet paper. Natalie wiped as quickly as she could but it wasn’t easy with the mess she had made. She quickly pulled up her pants and flushed. The toilet had a few skid marks around the hole and it smelled terrible, but Natalie knew Riley was just about to make it so much worse. She opened the door and saw Riley there, shuffling in place and bent over with her hands on her stomach. “Sorry, sorry!” Natalie said as she moved out of the way. Riley couldn’t even muster a response, she just ran in and slammed the door shut. She ripped her jean shorts down and slammed her ass on the toilet. She immediately exploded, as farts mixed with wet poop shot out of her. She covered her mouth to conceal the noise she made from the pure bliss. She had been maybe a minute away from full on messing herself. A huge fart exploded out of her and more poop made a floomf sound as it hit the water. She blushed a bright red as she sat there, no one had her shit in a long time and she hated that it had to happen now. Natalie just sat on her sister’s empty bed and scrolled on her phone as she waited for her family to come up. As she listened to Riley blow up the toilet she continued to feel bad that she had delayed her, the girl was clearly desperate. She heard two more rounds of mushy poop squelch out of Riley then heard her start rolling paper. Riley felt a lot better, she wiped and then flushed. The bathroom smelled horrible from the two girls visit and the toilet had even more skid marks around the toilet. As she left the toilet she couldn’t help but look shyly away from Natalie as she exited. “Sorry again for holding you up, I didn’t realize-“ Natalie started saying before Riley cut her off. “No! No it’s okay. I get it.” She said with a small laugh. Just then the door opened and Sammy along with her mom and dad walked in. “Riley! What’s up!” Sammy said with a huge smile as she hugged Riley tightly. “Good thing I already pooped” Riley thought. She smiled back and said “Good to see you, can’t believe it. College!” Sammy’s mom opened the door, Riley had closed it to save some of the smell. “Oh my god, Natalie that reeks!” Riley and Natalie both grimaced. Natalie didn’t want to throw Riley under the bus so she just laughed and said, “Hey, I told you I had to go!” She covered her nose and walked in. “God, you destroyed this toilet.” She said as she shut the door and unbuttoned her jeans to try and pee as quickly as possible. “Hey when a girl has to go.” Natalie said with a smile towards Riley.
  9. Natalie squinted as she woke up the next morning. The sun had crept through the blinds and landed right on her eyes, causing her to wake up earlier than she had intended. It was around 9am. She just rolled over and used her phone for a bit, scrolling Twitter and such. Her roommate, Payton, was also awake and scrolling on her phone. The two had talked for awhile yesterday and she seemed like a super nice girl. She was around 5”7, average weight and had curly brown hair that she wore a little past her shoulders. She had huge boobs and a firm butt; Natalie couldn’t lie she was a bit jealous of her figure. The two girls laid there in their pajamas, which Natalie hated but she wasn’t comfortable enough around Payton to sleep naked or even in her underwear yet. Natalie was scrolling through her Instagram when all of the sudden she heard a *Ppppprrrrrrrrrrtttt* She glanced over at Payton who was simply facing the wall, not looking towards Natalie, but her butt was facing her. Then a putrid smell hit Natalie’s nose, it smelled like rotten eggs. Payton had definitely ripped one. Natalie had been holding in a fart since she woke up, she was going to wait until Payton left to use the bathroom to cut it, but hey if Payton was gonna do it. *phhffrrrtt* Natalie released the fart she had been holding in, it echoed around the quiet room. Natalie’s fart was louder and wetter sounding. Natalie did have to poop, she was just too lazy to go at first. But ripping that fart had made her bowels move a bit and if she didn’t go soon it wouldn’t be pretty. She couldn’t lie, she wasn’t looking forward to doing this. She hated other people hearing her poop, but she knew she couldn’t hold it through all of college. She got out of bed and put on a green pair of flip-flops. She grabbed her ID card to get back in the room and walked out, leaving Payton to scroll through her phone. The door shut behind her and right as she was about to walk down the hallway to the bathroom she heard a loud fart rip inside the room. Natalie smiled, Payton had saved the big one for when her roommate had left. Riley walked over to the bathroom and pushed it open. Inside the bathroom was a lot busier than it had been the night before. All the sinks were taken with various students, both boys and girls, doing their hair and brushing their teeth. She could faintly hear the showers around the corner, there were also 3 students lined up along the wall, caddies full of shampoo and other shower products, as they waited for a shower to open up. Then there was the toilet situation. Every stall was taken and each stall had at least one person in line as they waited for it to open. Around 7 of the 12 stalls had 2 people in line. Natalie hadn’t really thought about it but of course, everyone needed a toilet in the morning. Many of them for more “serious business”, which is unfortunately what Natalie needed. She scanned the situation to see which stall would be the best to line up for. Obviously any stall that had two people in line was out of the question. That left 5 stalls she could line up for. The first one was the second stall. Inside that stall was a girl. Natalie could see she had jeans on, but they must’ve been only pulled down to her knees as you couldn’t see that they were down from the outside. The girl inside was Natalie’s RA Olivia. She was a girl with bright blonde hair, she had a pale face so her bright red lipstick stuck out. She wore her hair in a bun. She was on the taller side and was of average weight. Olivia had woke up bursting to pee like she always does, but she didn’t want her residents to see her disheveled and like she just woke up, so she squirmed as she got her clothes on and danced in place as she put her hair up and grinded her thighs together as she put her makeup. She hurried into the bathroom and was now pissing a night’s worth of urine into the toilet. Being an RA this was her third year in the dorm, and she had no qualms about using these bathrooms. Outside of her door was a dude. He was a freshman who was around 6”. He had long curly black hair but not shoulder length. He was skinny and almost looked like a grown-up version of Finn Wolfhard. He had long plaid pajama pants on and a white shirt. He was moving around a little bit and Natalie could tell he was holding his, uh member, through the pocket. His name was Garrett and he had actually fallen asleep needing a pee but was too tired to go at the time. He regretted it when he woke up as he was now desperate to go and walked into the bathroom to find all the stalls taken. Hearing Olivia peeing did not help his urge and he stood there hoping she would hurry before he leaked. The next stall available was the one right next to Olivia, and it had a guy using it. It was actually the other RA Mike. He, like Olivia, was peeing a long and hard stream into the toilet. He was happy when he had walked into the bathroom and found a stall open, he wasn’t usually a desperate dude but he needed a pee that morning for sure. Mike was tall and had long blond hair, he looked like a skater dude which made sense seeing as he was one. Natalie could see that he was wearing bunny slippers on his feet. In line for Mike’s stall was a girl. Her name was Brittany and she was a short girl who had short bright blond hair that was a bob. She had bright blue eyes and she was in line with her legs tightly crossed. If she was in public you wouldn’t really notice but being in a bathroom you could tell it was an urgent pee need. She had on long flannel pajamas that matched the boy squirming next to her. Like him, hearing an RA release their night’s remains was doing a number on her. Brittany was an only child, so she wasn’t used to sharing a bathroom so she stayed in bed awhile letting her bladder fill, this had been a mistake. Still she had an image to maintain, so she tried to act like she was okay. The next stall with only one in line was stall #6. Riley could see pink Nike’s underneath the door. Inside was Caleigh, the shy pooper from yesterday. Luckily this time she had only needed a pee and a small one at that, she had actually already done her pee earlier that morning. She woke up early to run every morning and was happy to find the bathroom empty. So this was just a light stream from some water she drank during the workout. The person waiting outside the bathroom was a girl and this girl had some urgent business. She had to take a morning dump. Her name was Alina and she was around 5”6 and skinny. She had long dirty blond hair that went over her shoulders past her boobs and looked messy on account of her just waking up a few moments ago. She had chubby cheeks for a skinny girl and was very pale. She stood there, butt tightly clenched and breathing heavily. The new college food that she ate late the night before did not agree with her and a wet poop was making its presence known. Alina was wearing short pink PJ shorts and a pink PJ shirt with a puppy on it. Alina had woken up and hurried to the bathroom only to find it full, she silently swore to herself and got in line, hoping the person in the stall she picked wasn’t having similar issues. The next stall available was next to Caleigh and it funnily enough had Jimmy, the shy pooper from last night. He was peeing a hard morning stream after just waking up a few moments ago. Natalie could see his black Adidas flip-flops he used for the bathroom. He and Caleigh had made small talk while they both waited for a stall, Jimmy slightly embarrassed as his urge was much more visible with some leg crossing. Outside of his stall was a guy named Jon. Jon was around 5”11 and had curly shortish hair. He had tan skin and was a little on the muscular side but was still pretty skinny. He had on plaid pajama shorts and a basketball pajama shirt. And like the girl waiting next to him, he had to take a dump. He figured it was the college food as well, he was gassy all night and then he woke up with a load knocking on his backdoor. He got to the bathroom and swore under his breath as he got in line. His cheeks were squeezed tightly. The last stall available was the one at the very end. Inside the stall was an Indian exchange student named Prisha. She was on the thicker side, being slightly heavier than average, she was on the taller side at around 5”7. She had straight black hair that went down to her lower back. She had a great butt and decent boobs to match. Prisha was wearing a hoodie and pink pajama shorts. Prisha was having the opposite pooping problem of the other students, instead of having diarrhea she was a bit clogged up. She woke up feeling gassy and bloated, but she had a reputation for being a bit constipated. She sat on the toilet, occasionally blasting a dry fart into the bowl. Prisha had been used to using public bathrooms in India so she didn’t have many qualms about using a toilet in front of others. In line was her roommate, Saanvi, another Indian exchange student. She was short, pretty skinny, around 5”3, and wore her black hair in a ponytail. She had glasses on and had a typical nerdy look to herself. She had to pee a decent bit, but she was mostly there to talk Prisha and keep her company. Though she did hope she’d hurry up so she could have her morning pee. Natalie assed the situation, she had an urgent need knocking on her door so she needed to pick one that wouldn’t take long. Prisha’s stall was obviously out, who knew how long she’d be there trying to drop her logs. The stall with the girl in line desperate to poop was obviously out. Same with the boy who needed a poo. That left two stalls: the one with the guy in line desperate to pee or the one with the girl desperate to pee. Natalie chose the girl, it would be less embarrassing squirming behind another girl. Natalie got behind the girl and the girl smiled at her while continuing to have her legs tightly crossed. She had also started to jiggle a bit. They heard Mike finish up his stream and it had turned into a small dribble. Finally he flushed and opened the stall door. Brittany instantly tried to compose herself, she didn’t wanna look desperate in front of this guy as he walked out. She straightened up and smiled. Mike walked out and returned the girl’s smile. “Good morning!” he said to the girl happily. “Morning!” the girl replied back happily. Mike walked past her and Brittany hurried into the stall. Natalie heard her throw her butt onto the seat and heard urine come gushing out of the girl. She definitely had to pee bad. Natalie rubbed her thighs together a bit as even though poop was her main need, she needed to pee pretty bad as well. Olivia was still going strong in her stall, and Garrett was struggling. He was now dancing in place and he couldn’t lie; he had leaked a tiny bit when he heard Brittany's stream start gushing. Finally Olivia finished up and wiped. She flushed and came out, she smiled at Garrett who quickly rushed past her and slammed the door shut. Natalie heard his pee hit the water super hard as the boy was obviously desperate. All of the sudden Natalie heard a fart rip through the bathroom. It wasn’t from a person on a toilet, but from someone in line. Alina’s blushing face gave away that it was her who had cut it. It was insanely wet sounding and Natalie wouldn’t be surprised if it was a shart. Luckily for Alina it wasn’t one, but she had come dangerously close to messing herself. Just then Jon cut a juicy sounding fart as well, he continued looking at his phone with his cheeks tightly clenched. Natalie was impressed how unfazed he had acted. But Jon, on the inside, was freaking out. Like Alina that fart was a sign things were about to get bad, quickly. Just then, Jimmy finished peeing and flushed. He opened the stall and Jon waddled in, afraid that if he spread his cheeks at all he’d shit himself. He quickly pulled his shorts down and exploded into the toilet, farts and poop shooting out of him. Alina started dancing in place, she needed a shit so badly and hearing that was torture. Just then. Caleigh started pulling paper. Alina danced in anticipation, buttcheeks still tightly clenched. The girl flushed and walked out. Alina bolted into the stall and slammed it shut. She quickly ripped down her shorts, as she did she ripped another wet sounding fart that echoed in the bathroom. She sat down and wet poop immediately exited her and splashed into the water below. Alina couldn’t help but moan as the poop and farts shot out of her. Next door, Jon broke and moaned a little as more liquid shit poured out of him as well. Both students blushed hard as they were embarrassed that this display was being heard by everyone in the room. Just then a dry fart ripped from the stall of Prisha. Hearing all of this was torture for Natalie who still needed a poop quite badly. Just then a wet fart ripped out of Natalie, it had come so quickly that she had no time to hold it back. She blushed heavily as a few people turned their heads towards her. She squirmed in place a bit as Brittany continued to pee a hard stream into the bowl. Finally Natalie heard her stream start to die down. Natalie, despite being desperate, was still feeling a bit nervous. Even though Jon and Alina were blowing up the bathroom, she still felt a bit shy. Finally Brittany flushed and exited the stall. She breathed a sigh of relief as she did. Natalie quickly entered the stall and shut the door. She pulled down her pajama pants and sat down. Next door, Garrett’s stream was finally dying down and had become just a few droplets hitting the water. He flushed and that gave Natalie enough noise to start her pee stream. Of course the noise was temporary and soon Natalie was blushing as her pee stream filled the air. Soon her stream died down but Natalie stayed seated. Despite Jon and Alina blowing up their toilets a few stalls down, Natalie was still embarrassed about taking a dump in front of everyone. Finally her body forced a fart to shoot out, it was an airy one and it didn’t make much noise. This gave Natalie the confidence to start going, maybe it’d be a quiet one. She forced another fart out and this one echoed in the bowl. Or maybe it’d be a loud one. A log started to push it’s way down and it landed in the bowl with a loud plop noise. Natalie blushed as right after this log dropped another fart ripped out, this one wetter sounding. A second log began to emerge out of her butt. Just then, Natalie heard someone come rushing into the bathroom. They made a beeline for the stall next to Natalie, the one Garrett had finished using. Natalie saw the person sit down and pull her purple pajama pants to the floor. The second the girl sat on the toilet, Natalie heard the girl explode into the toilet. Farts and diarrhea shot into the bowl, and Natalie heard the girl moan softly. Natalie’s log dropped into the toilet and a third smaller one quickly followed. The girl next door farted several loud and wet farts, the whole time she would grunt and moan. Obviously the college food had messed this chick up. Natalie farted a softer, airy fart and one small nugget fell into the bowl with a faint plop. She was done. She began to pull toilet paper, the whole time the girl next to her was still farting up a storm and releasing liquid shit into the bowl. Natalie finished wiping up and flushed. Luckily it all went down, tho the skidmarks stayed. Natalie exited the stall and outside waiting was a cute guy. He was around 6”1 and had short blonde hair. He was decently skinny but had broad shoulders. Natalie instantly turned beat red when she locked eyes with the guy, she was embarrassed that this guy was about to use the toilet she just destroyed. She quickly brushed past him and went to the sinks. She could see the guy’s stall in the mirror, she saw him pull down his sweatpants and sit down in the toilet. She smiled, relieved that the guy was going to do the same thing to that toilet that she just did. As she washed her hands she heard two airy farts shoot into the toilet that she had just used. “That poor toilet,” she thought. As Natalie walked out she could hear the girl with purple pajama pants continuing to push diarrhea, the cute guy had farted a wet fart and she could hear his first log hitting the water, Alina was still doing wet farts into her toilet, same with Jon, and Prisha had finally produced a log which dropped into the toilet with a loud *kerplunk* and a loud sigh afterwards. Natalie went back to her room and unlocked it with her keycard. Instantly she was hit with a repulsive smell. She noticed that Payton was gone. Payton must’ve been ripping farts the whole time Natalie was gone and then finally gone for a shit. She laid down on her bed and scrolled through Twitter and other social media apps on her phone. After about 15 mins, Payton walked back into the room. “What’s up.” She said and nodded at Natalie. Natalie looked up and replied with a “Sup.” But then Natalie did a double take, Payton had purple pajama pants. She was the one who had blown up the stall next to her. Natalie just smiled.
  10. Natalie had to poop and pee so badly. She wasn’t the type of girl to get desperate often, she had a huge bladder and good bowels. She was a morning pooper, a lot like Riley’s mom she would wake up and drop her load off. However she had spent the night before drinking with friends and had woken up late and hung over. Natalie had woken up with a pounding headache and 8 missed calls from her dad along with several texts. She was supposed to be outside to meet her parents to help Riley move in at 2:00 pm, her phone read 2:11. Along with the headache she woke up with a night’s worth of alcohol pent up in her along with a poop brewing. She groaned as she grabbed her crotch and jiggled in bed. Her phone rang again, she quickly picked it up. “I’m up, I’m up,’ she mumbled into the phone. “Get the hell down here,” her dad yelled into the phone in an irritated tone. “Okay, okay, I’m coming down now,” Natalie replied as she quickly jumped out of bed. Natalie slept in the nude, so she quickly grabbed a fresh pair of red panties and then put on some black leggings. She then put on a matching bra and put on a college tee that had her university name on it. She started to walk towards the bathroom when her phone vibrating in her pocket reminded her she had no time for a visit. She hurried down her apartment stairs, it made her bladder jiggle around which caused her to hiss loudly as she had no way of really holding while running down the stairs. Finally she got outside and hurried into her parents car. She sat down and ignored her dad’s rant about being responsible and that she was an adult now and that she had to be more on time to things, blah blah blah. What she was focused on was her toilet needs. She had immediately dug both hands into her private area as all that running had come close to making her leak. Sammy sat in the seat next to her, not paying attention to any of this as she had headphones on and music blaring. As the car pulled out of Natalie’s apartment parking lot they went over three speed bumps, each one made Natalie squeal as her urine once again came close to leaking out. Sammy’s mom heard Natalie squeal, “What was that honey?” she asked, mildly concerned. “I’ve gotta piss mom, I had no time to use the bathroom!” she replied back urgently. She had no plans to mention her poop need however, it was the lesser of the needs plus it’d be embarrassing to say that out loud. “Well we could have stopped at a rest stop if you hadn’t come out so late, but we have no time now,” her dad replied gruffly. “It will just have to wait.” Natalie jiggled in her seat and held her crotch tightly. Her stomach gurgled as her beer shits made its presence known. Natalie could only remember one other time she was this desperate on both ends. It was her first year of college. Natalie went to an older college and that meant true communal bathrooms. Her floor bathroom was basically a public restroom that everyone shared. And by everyone it meant everyone, like boys and girls. When Natalie moved in she knew she’d be sharing it with girls, she wasn’t excited about it. She hated using the bathroom in front of others. She always had since she was a kid, she never used the bathrooms at school. So this was gonna be a rough experience for her. She had been holding her pee in all day because she was too scared to use the bathroom, but when she sneezed and a spurt of urine dampened her panties she knew it was time. She headed towards the bathroom but stopped short when she saw a guy walk in. That must’ve been the boys room, so she started walking around the hall looking for the girls bathroom. But she couldn’t find another bathroom. She was back at the original bathroom and was staring at it, it had a boys and girls symbol on it, like you’d see at a store with one toilet in it so anyone could use it. Then she saw a girl make her way down the hall and walk into the same bathroom as the guy. Natalie gasped, it was a gender neutral bathroom. She jiggled in place, she had to pee too badly to wait anymore. She walked into the bathroom. It was a huge bathroom, on one side of the wall were around a dozen toilet stalls. On the other side of the wall was around a dozen sinks. Around the corner were the showers, a curtain covered the shower stall for privacy. There was a guy at the sink brushing his teeth and right next to him was a girl brushing her wet hair after a shower. Natalie looked at the stalls and the gap was wide enough underneath that you could see the feet of the people using them. The first stall had a girl in pink socks with a bunch of clothes in a pile on the ground. The girl in that stall was changing into her pajamas. Next to her was a girl doing the same thing, clothes on the ground changing into sleep wear. Natalie didn’t know it yet, but the two girls were roommates who were too shy to change in front of one another. Next to the stall was exactly what Natalie was afraid of. It was clearly a guy in there, he was standing up and peeing a furious stream into the bowl. She was mesmerized by the sound of his stream hitting the toilet. She had never really heard a guy pee before, occasionally one of her friend’s boyfriends, but not this close. It was still hitting the water hard. Natalie figured he was holding it all day just like her, because he didn’t wanna use this bathroom either. Hearing his pee made her squirm even more. The next stall over had another guy peeing. This guy had a lighter stream. After that stall Natalie found the first girl using a toilet. She could see her sweatpants down around her ankles and she could hear her pee filling the bowl rapidly. That girl's stream was just as loud and hard as the one boy, so she must’ve been another student who held all day in fear of communal washrooms. Next to her the stall was empty. Stall #7 had another girl who seemed to be peeing. Whereas the first girl had her feet flat on the ground, this girl was on her tiptoes. The pee stream was louder and harder than the other girls, but Natalie could tell it was because the girl was hovering over the bowl to avoid sitting on the seat. The next stall over was another guy peeing. He had an okay stream going, definitely not as impressive as the first Natalie noted. The next stall over had a girl in it. She had slippers on and Natalie noticed there was no noise coming from the stall. She had been peeing lightly when Natalie walked in but it had gone radio silent since then. The pee stream was so light that it couldn’t have been what she came for so Natalie figured she had to poop. Next to that girl was a dude, but he was the first dude sitting down. No noise was coming from his stall, so Natalie determined he must’ve been a shy pooper. Next to the two shy poopers was another girl. That girl was the bravest of them all. Natlie had heard the girl fart twice when she walked in, two airy farts. Since then she had heard two logs drop into the bowl. Next to the pooping girl, in the last stall, was a girl who since Natalie walked in had been wiping. Natalie figured based on the amount she was pulling that she had been taking a dump. Natalie found it funny how the bathroom was separated like that, once you got towards the end that’s where all the poopers were. It made sense, Natalie knew if she had to drop a load she would’ve been at the end. Natalie stared at everything for a bit, she desperately had to pee but she was doing a good job hiding it just rubbing her thighs together lightly. Just then the guy who was in stall 8, in between the girl hovering to pee and the girl waiting to poop, flushed. I’ll take that one Natalie decided. She lined up outside the stall door and waited for him to come out. She heard him buckle his belt up and unlock the stall door. He came out and smiled shyly at Natalie, he was a cute looking boy who looked a tad embarrassed to have a girl use the stall after him. Natalie knew the feeling, she was a bit mortified as she smiled back. She was still rubbing her thighs together, which, although subtle, Natalie thought he could totally see. She walked in, shut the stall door and locked it behind her. She pulled down her tan denim shorts and sat down on the toilet. To her left the girl who had been hovering to pee was finishing up, Natalie heard the last drops drop into the toilet and then heard her pull some paper. Despite being super desperate to pee moments before, Natalie couldn’t get her stream started at first. She already didn’t like urinating in front of other girls, but guys being there made that way worse. To her right was the girl in slippers who was not pooping. It was still very quiet over there. The hover girl flushed and as the water swirled around in the toilet, Natalie finally released her pent up piss. She sighed a deep sigh of relief. She had been holding it in since that morning. After about 4 seconds the toilet stopped making noise and it got quiet in the bathroom. Natalie realized her pee was the only noise currently being made. She blushed heavily. Her pee continued for another minute or so, steadily hitting the water below. All of the peeing guys had finished up and left. The peeing girls had left as well and so was the girl who was wiping. The girls changing had left as well. The only ones left as Natalie finished her pee was the proud pooping girl and the boy/girl shy pooper duo. As Natalie wiped herself she heard the proud pooper start wiping. They finished about the same time and came out together. Natalie blushed as the girl smiled at her. The girl was a goth looking chick, she had black hair with green dye in it and a piercing in her nose and lip. She was on the chubbier side but had a very tan face for a goth. The two girls washed their hands. While they were washing them they heard a giant fart rip from the girl’s stall. Immediately following that the guy ripped a fart that was just as loud. The girl followed suit with 3 bowl echoing farts. The guy then ripped two of the same, his were quieter though. The guy then had a rush of diarrhea splash into the toilet with a “splurk” noise. That was quickly followed by the girl dropping a similar load, that had a bit less in it. The girl then farted again, this one was wetter sounding and had some poop mixed in. Natalie and the goth girl couldn’t help but laugh quietly with each other. The two had been waiting so long that when one broke the other couldn’t hold back anymore. “Well I’d say that was fair,” the goth girl whispered to Natalie. Natalie looked at her a bit puzzled, “What do you mean?” “Well,” the goth girl replied with a smirk, “the girl broke and farted first, but the boy broke with the pooping part first.” Natalie laughed at the girl’s observation. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” The goth girl smiled one last time at Natalie as she finished drying her hands with a paper towel and walked out. Natalie was weirdly curious to see how the two last people in the bathroom played out, so she decided to wait and see. She acted like she was fixing her hair in the mirror while keeping her eyes glued to the stalls behind her. Both the boy and girl spent the next few minutes taking turns ripping a fart then unleashing diarrhea into the bowl. Finally the boy released a final small amount of poop into the toilet and started to wipe. The girl also released a last wave of poo, then started to wipe as well. They both wiped for a bit, the girl flushed midway through, probably to prevent it from clogging. This must have given the guy the same idea because he flushed a few seconds after and kept wiping as well. Natalie couldn’t believe how in sync they were as the both flushed around 2 seconds apart, the guy had flushed a little sooner though. She saw them both pull up their jeans and heard them buckling their belts. The guy stepped out first. He was around 6” and a little on the chubby side. He had very dark long brown hair that was kept inside a backwards Pittsburgh Pirates baseball cap. His cheeks were also a bit rosy. He sighed as he walked out, but then he locked eyes with Natalie. Natalie just smiled at him, but it caused the boy to start blushing furiously. He quickly walked to the sink and started pumping soap quickly. The girl walked out next. She swung the door open and sighed to herself. She was a tall girl, around 5”9, and was pretty skinny. “What a shit for a skinny girl!” Natalie thought to herself. She had very tan skin and a very smooth face. She had light brown curly hair that went down a little past her shoulders She, just like the guy, also locked eyes with Natalie and started blushing furiously. She looked down at the ground and quickly walked over to the sinks. Because she was looking at the ground, however, she didn’t realize where she was walking and smacked right into the guy. The both made an oof noise and looked at each other, briefly locking eyes. They then both blushed furiously and looked away from each other. There was no denying it, the bathroom smelled. Natalie didn’t mean too, she hates pooping in public as well but the smell did make her cough a bit. The guy and girl looked over at Natalie then blushed harder once again, looking back to their washing hands quickly. Suddenly two girls walked in. They were talking loudly and giggling to each other. They just so happened to approach the two stalls that the guy and girl had blown up. They both stopped talking, went into their stalls and shut them behind them. 3 seconds later the first door, the stall that the guy had used, swung open. “Oh my God!” the girl exclaimed. “Someone destroyed that toilet, it smells so bad!” she said gagging. Natalie and the curly haired girl both looked at the guy as he somehow got even redder. Suddenly the other girl came out of her stall quickly as well, “Fuck, someone blew this one up as well. There’s still some remains in the bowl.” she said as she gagged. This time the guy and Natalie looked at the curly haired girl as she somehow blushed harder. “Fuck this, I can hold it.” the girl replied. Both girls hurried out of the bathroom, holding their noses. Natalie felt horrible for the two poopers, everyone pooped, they shouldn’t feel shame. She was just about to speak up when she heard a small laugh. The guy, while still red faced, started to laugh. The girl, while also still blushing furiously, looked at the guy and smiled. She started to laugh as well. “We really did do a number on those toilets, didn’t we?” the guy says laughing. “Oh my gosh, we sure did,” the girl replies back laughing. “Did a number might be an understatement,” she adds, causing them both to laugh. “I had the cafeteria food here for the first time, so I’m sure we’re not alone,” the boy says, slightly rubbing his stomach. “That explains it!” the girl answers back, “I was wondering what I ate that killed me.” The boy smiles and says “I’m Jimmy.” The girl sticks out her hand, Jimmy grabs it and they shake as she says “I’m Caleigh.” “I’ll be honest, I was gonna try to wait until you left,” Jimmy says as he continues washing his hands. “Oh my God dude, same!” Caleigh replied back. “But then you let loose and I couldn’t contain it,” Jimmy laughs. “Hey!” Caleigh shoots back slightly blushing, “I just was releasing a little pressure, you were the one who plopped first.” Now it was Jimmy’s turn to slightly blush. They continued talking as they dried their hands and walked out. Natalie just stood there, still pretending to be fixing her hair and smiled. “Imagine making your first friend in college because you shit together,” she thought with a laugh. Natalie walked to her room, unaware that tomorrow would involve that very communal bathroom and become an experience she’d never forget.
  11. Hey Guys! This chapter is a bit short but that's because it was originally apart of a bigger chapter than ran wayyyyyy too long. So be prepared, a long part is just around the corner. But for now, enjoy this! Back in present day Riley’s room was fully set up and looked great. She had several Taylor Swift posters on the wall along with some other musical posters. She had her bed decked out in pink. Pink sheets, pink fluffy pillows. She had a little nightstand next to her bed which had various knick knacks on it along with photos of Riley with friends and family. The university had provided a closet for them so all her clothing was in there. She had some water and pop in her mini fridge that she would be sharing with Sammy. She had some food stored in her desk. She was all set for her first semester away from home. Before they said their goodbyes Riley’s mom headed towards the bathroom and said “I’m just gonna use the bathroom before we leave,” she said walking in and shutting the door behind her. This was the moment of truth, Riley had been waiting for one of her parents to use the toilet so she could gauge how well the sound traveled. She heard silence for a moment and then. The sound of pee hitting the water. It started light at first then turned into a hard stream. It sounded like her mom was peeing in a toilet right next to her. Riley was mortified, Sammy would hear every sound that would escape her body. But a thought crossed her mind. “I’ll hear everything she does in there too!” she thought excitedly. Riley was both terrified and pumped for this, though her scaredness outweighed her excitement, Riley really hated people hearing her use the toilet. Riley’s mom finished peeing and Riley heard her pulling toilet paper. The toilet flushed and her mom came out looking relieved. Riley’s family wasn’t a super emotional one so the goodbyes were heartfelt but not filled with tears or sadness. She told her parents she’d see them at Thanksgiving and make sure to call every night. They gave hugs and then her parents left her alone in her room. Riley was by herself in a whole new world now. She was both excited and terrified to tackle it, just like the bathroom scenario. It was 3:30 and Sammy wasn’t due to come until 5 so Riley had the room to herself. Riley was exhausted, she had woken up pretty early that morning, especially after sleeping in so much in the summer. Plus, she had gone to bed late the night before on account of being too excited to be sleepy. Her stomach still felt weird on account of the breakfast, but she didn’t really have to poop yet. That part kinda stressed her out, she was hoping to get the urge soon so she could blow the toilet up before Sammy got her. No matter, breakfast always gave her the shits. The urge would come soon enough. She flopped down on her bed and closed her eyes. She wasn’t trying to go to sleep, she just happened to drift off. Riley sat up suddenly. Her stomach was in intense pain and it smelled awful. Suddenly she heard a huge sound. She suddenly realized that she just farted, a really loud and wet one. That must’ve been why the room smelled so bad. She had been ripping ass while she was napping. Her stomach gurgled, she needed to shit. Now. She picked up her phone and looked at the time. 4:56. Fuck. Riley jumped off her bed. “Please, please don’t come right now.” she thought to herself. She quickly went into her bathroom and slammed the door. She locked the door behind her and took a quick glance around. It was a simple bathroom. A toilet and a shower protected by a glass door. Riley ripped another fart as she started pulling down her jean shorts. Just as she was about to sit down on the bowl and get her relief she heard the main door get thrown open. Like thrown open as in opened super vigorously and quickly. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Riley thought as she quickly pulled her pants up and started to squirm in place as her poop, that was so close to being released, was forced to shoot back up into her. Before Riley even had time to think the door handle was being pulled vigorously, someone from the other side was trying hard to get the door open, which was thankfully locked. Outside the door was Natalie, Sammy’s older sister. She was a junior at a college about two and a half hours away from Riley's college. She was a short girl, around 5”4, she was around average weight but had a great butt, her boobs were a bit smaller. She had dirty blonde hair that went down to her mid-back. She wore black-rimmed glasses and had brown eyes. She still had a baby face despite being well into her 20s. And this very girl was attempting to get into the bathroom that Riley was squirming around in.
  12. Hey guys! Sorry for another hiatus. I'll try to update this story more often. And as always I love to hear your thoughts on this chapter. Enjoy! Jessica was always the party-girl type. She loved to have parties for every occasion. Halloween, Christmas, New Years, if it was a holiday she would find a way to have a party for it. Jessica was around 5”7, most of that height was in her long legs. She was Guyanaese, so she had darker skin that most people mistook for Indian. She had long black hair and brown eyes. She was a skinny girl, she didn’t eat much, never really liked many foods. But if there was one food she loved it was pizza. So, of course she had bought lots of pizza pies for her party and she had been eating plenty. She had been drinking lots of soda as well, as the pizza had made her pretty thirsty. This had of course gotten her bowels and bladder moving and she now had some needs to attend to. Jessica was too busy to really notice her needs at first. She was too busy being all over the place, trying to talk to everyone, make sure there was enough food and drinks, and most of all trying to have fun. At first she just had to pee. She would take glances at the bathroom, but always saw someone in line and decided against it. She had more important things to worry about and truth be told she wanted to wait until after the party to go. Then the poop urge came. Her stomach felt heavy and she felt the urge to fart pretty bad. She really didn’t feel like blowing up her bathroom at her own party so she made the decision to hold until everyone left. As Jessica brought out another case of water she couldn’t help but squirm a little as the water sloshed around. If she was talking to someone she would often stand there and rub her thighs together. Sometimes if an intense desperation wave took over she would bob up and down, hoping no one would notice it. The poop side was a bit easier for her to contain. Jessica, like most girls, was pretty used to holding her urge back. In fact, most would say Jessica was really good at holding her craps back. See most days Jessica would get the urge around mid-morning. Well that didn’t work out great for her given that she was in school most of those days. So she became good at holding it. Though she’d be lying if she didn’t say there were days she was forced to ask for a hall pass and take a dump at school. She absolutely hated those days. One day she was in study hall, 3rd period. The urge came on quick, quicker than usual. Jessica could tell it was gonna be a loose movement. She tried holding it, but she kept cutting these foul-smelling silent farts. “Fuck, what is that smell?” asked the boy sitting next to her. “Shut up dude, you totally ripped ass,” his friend sitting next to him replied. “The hell I did, you must’ve!” the boy shot back. “No, you did!’ This exchange continued as Jessica continued to add to the smell the boys were talking about. Sometimes it paid to be the quiet girl in class. Finally she decided that these silent farts were going to turn into more of a problem if she didn’t hurry. She asked the teacher for a pass and made her way to the bathroom. Luckily she was all alone and she quickly entered a stall. She sat down and a gunfire like sound of farts erupted out of her. Jessica always farted a lot when dropping a load off. She sighed in relief as the bowl-echoing farts kept coming. Finally some wet poop began shooting out, making a gross crackling gurgle noise as it poured out. Jessica was almost even disgusted with her own noises her body was making, she was thankful no one else was around to hear them. She finished it all off with a dry fart indicating the diarrhea had ended. It took a lot of toilet paper to get herself clean but once she did she was on her way back to class. Back at the party Jessica was nearing her limit on the pee need. She was holding off her poop need just fine, but the urine reallyyyyyy wanted out. The only problem was that she knew if she went to pee, the poop would follow whether she wanted it to or not. Jessica was sat on the couch watching her friends do karaoke. She had her heel in her crotch, and was shaking her other leg pretty vigorously. It caught the attention of Riley sitting next to her. “Are you alright Jess? You’re acting like you have ants in your pants,” she said with a laugh. “What? Oh, yeah I’m fine just a lot of caffeine from the pop,” she said with a laugh trying to play it off. She sat in her seat squirming for about five minutes. When her friends made her laugh and a spurt of urine gushed out for a moment, causing her to grab herself as she regained control she decided it was time to visit the bathroom. Now she wasn’t going to use the downstairs bathroom, oh no way too embarrassing. She would simply go upstairs and use the bathroom in her parents room. Earlier when Sophie had needed to use the upstairs bathroom for her serious business Jessica felt bad, she really did. But she hadn’t lied, the upstairs bathroom was being remodeled. But her parents bathroom was open, she just didn’t want anyone in her parents room. She was scared they would mess something up or worse, break something. So she excused herself and quickly hurried up the stairs where the noise of the party quickly muffled. She went into her parents room and shut the door behind her. She then went into their private bathroom, it didn’t have a door, when you’re married that long you’ve seen it all. She went in and quickly hiked up her navy skirt and pulled her panties down. The second she sat down a giant fart erupted out of her that she had been holding in while on the couch. Her pee started gushing out and she released a second, less giant but still loud, fart. She sighed loudly as her pee continued to stream out. “Oh thank God,” she whispered to herself. As her pee started to die down after around 45 seconds another dry fart ripped into the bowl. She started to push and a big log quickly came shooting out and made a loud splash noise as it hit the water. She didn’t even really have to push as two more smaller logs made two more splashes into the water. She ripped a quiet fart that barely made a noise and began to push again. The last piece came out with a very small noise as it hit the water. She sighed once more and sat there breathing kind of heavily. She felt insanely good and then began to pull some tp and wipe. She then flushed and headed down stairs. She walked out of her parents room and shut the door behind her. Just then Riley popped up from lying behind Jessica’s parents bed, out of site. She was blushing heavily. Riley couldn’t explain it but she became extremely turned on hearing other people use the bathroom. For some reason she thought it was one of the hottest things in the world. She knew that Jessica had needed a pee badly, anyone could tell that. She followed her upstairs to hear her go and was overjoyed when it became more than a pee. She quietly shut the door and walked downstairs, Luckily, because of all the people at the party no one had noticed her sneak away or sneak back down. The party ended soon after and everyone went home. Still, Riley couldn’t help but think about that night often. Hearing all those girls pee and poop. It truly awoke something in her.
  13. As the party wore on and Sophie’s stink went away the bathroom got busier. A party with lots of drinks meant lots of urinating. Riley’s friends weren’t the party type so when we say drinks we mean Pepsi, Mountain Dew, Water, basically nothing alcoholic. Her friends just didn’t feel like they needed that stuff to have a good time, but soda made one have to piss almost as much as alcohol. There were probably around 30 girls there, so lines at the toilet were rare. After around an hour or so Riley’s bladder was pretty full and she decided to take a break from Uno and visit the toilet. As she walked over to the bathroom she saw there were two girls in line. The first was Grace, a short girl with black hair that was a bob cut, she had an almost goth look to her and often reminded people of what the modern day basket case from the movie “The Breakfast Club” would look like. She had a decent body, though she would admit her boobs were bigger than her butt. Next was Daniella, she was actually a twin but very quiet. She’s Italian so she has olive skin, long light brown hair, a very skinny girl who was generally flat all around. Riley got in line and started scrolling her phone but both girls got her attention immediately, they both looked like they desperately needed a toilet. Grace was leaned up against the wall, hands buried in her crotch while she was slightly bent over. Grace hadn’t peed since this morning. She, like many other girls, hated school bathrooms and chose to hold it all day. She would have stopped home and peed but she had to immediately go to work for a few hours to cover a shift for her friend. The Arby’s bathroom where she worked was a no go as well, so when she got to the party she headed straight to the bathroom but found it locked. Daniella on the other hand was rubbing her stomach and had sweat gleaning on her forehead. Soda always made her have the shits, it’s why she rarely drank it. But she was at a party so she figured what could go wrong. She didn’t expect it to hit her gut so quickly and a loud fart blast while playing Wii Bowling quickly told her she needed a toilet. Luckily the music was so loud that no one had heard it. She was disappointed to see Grace standing in line, this shit needed out soon. Finally Grace turned to Daniella and said. “Dude, I gotta piss so bad. I was literally pee dancing while making people’s milkshakes.” she said with a laugh. Grace had no problem talking about her bathroom needs with friends. Daniella just laughed, she usually didn’t like talking to people about going to the bathroom so she just stayed quiet. “You know one time I was working a double right. Well I would never use our bathrooms, I clean them and I know how fucking dirty they get in there. No way is my butt touching that toilet seat. So I held it for 10 hours. I get free drinks at work too so you better believe my bladder was full. I got in my car when I got off and tried driving home as quickly as I could. I got the first red light and my bladder just gave up. I couldn’t control it, it just all came spewing out. I drenched my car seats and my work pants. I was so embarrassed when I walked in and my mom saw.” she said with a laugh. The story made Grace squirm more thinking about the relief she felt at that red light. Daniella then started grabbing her crotch. Not only had the soda made her need a poo, her bladder was feeling it too and the two forces were getting harder to fight. Two girls, both just wanting to sit their butts on a toilet seat and release what was inside them. Grace felt bad seeing how bad Daniella needed to pee, she decided to be nice and asked, “Hey, wanna cut in front of me?” Daniella blushed hard and shook her head. “I insist, you look desperate!” she said and moved out of the way so Daniella could cut. “N-no I’m okay.” Daniella replied. She didn’t mind pooping in public, but not with two girls waiting in line. One was enough, plus she didn’t wanna make Grace piss herself. Grace shrugged and said “Okay, but I’ll try to be quick for you!” Finally a flush was heard, then running water from the sink. All that rushing water flowing out of the sink made both girls squirm in place. The door opened and the girl inside walked out. Grace smiled and looked to Daniella, “Relief, here we come.” Grace shut the door and both Daniella and Riley heard a belt buckle being undone quickly. They then heard Grace release a furious force of pee into the bowl. Grace sighed heavily and whispered “Yessss.” This made Riley even a little desperate, she couldn’t imagine what it was doing to Daniella. Daniella was now bobbing up and down in place with one hand on her butt and another on her crotch. She wouldn’t lie, hearing Grace’s pee caused her to leak quite a bit in her panties, she was wearing a skirt so none of it was visible to other people. But there was a baseball sized wet patch that was in danger of expanding. Not to mention she still needed a shit. Grace’s stream lasted a tourtours minute and a half until it died down. Grace immediately pulled her pants up quickly and redid her belt. She didn’t even bother to flush or was her hands, her goal was to get Daniella on that toilet as quickly as possible. Grace couldn’t lie, she felt a million times better. She quickly opened the door and said “All yours.” with a smile. Daniella appreciated the effort, she really did. But she had been hoping that the refilling of the toilet would have covered up the sounds she was about to make in the toilet. No matter, she could always turn the fan on. She quickly walked in and slammed the door, giving Grace a smiling thank you for being so kind. She looked for the second switch to turn on the fan and didn’t see it. She squirmed in place and looked around the bathroom, and thought “Really? No fucking fan?!” No matter, at least it was only Riley out there. She was a quiet girl so she knew she wouldn’t gossip about this. She hiked up her skirt and pulled her panties down. As soon as she did piss started shooting out. “Oh shoot!” she yelped aloud as she quickly sat down, spraying the floor and the seat a bit in the fray. Outside Grace had started to walk away when she realized she had left her phone in there. She quickly turned around and leaned next to the door. “Damn it, I left my phone in there.” she said to Riley. She heard Daniella’s stream hitting the water even harder then her stream and said “Damn, that girl did need to go!” Then she heard a fart blast into the toilet. It was a loud airy one. Grace didn’t think anything of it, after all she farted all the time while having a good pee. Then she heard another airy fart, then a wet fart blast into the toilet. As the pee stream died down she heard bouts of diarrhea exploding into the toilet with farts mixed in between. “That’s why she was so desperate!” she said aloud to Riley. Inside Daniella heard Grace say that and blushed harder than she ever had in her life. They could hear everything. Riley just smiled at Grace and said, “Makes sense.” “Well good thing she chose not to cut me,” Grace said, “I definitely would have pissed myself waiting for a shit.” Daniella spent the next few mins blowing up the bowl. “Damn soda.” she kept thinking to herself. Finally, she felt empty and started wiping. Daniella flushed three times to make sure everything went down, but the smell was definitely there. It was a strong, sulfur smelling poop. She washed her hands and opened the door to see Grace chatting with Riley. Grace looked at her and said, “You must feel SO much better.” Daniella just shly smiled and replied “Oh yeah.” Grace walked in to grab her phone and came out wafting the air. “Whew, smells like it felt good.” Daniella blushed and looked at Riley and said “I-I’m so sorry.” Riley replied, “Don’t be, it happens.” Riley walked in and thought “Grace wasn’t kidding, this does smell awful!” Daniella had down a good job getting everything down because you couldn’t even tell the toilet had just been assaulted. Riley pulled her jeans down and had a nice, steady piss. She walked out and another girl who had gotten into line. Riley smiled at the girl and felt the need to say “That wasn’t me who did that in there.” The girl looked confused and then smelled the air which caused her to plug her nose. She just smiled at Grace and walked into the death zone.
  14. The speed limit was only 35 mph, but Sophie was easily pushing 50. She sat with her cheeks tightly clenched, she had never needed a toilet more in her entire life. She couldn’t even fart to relieve pressure, she got lucky that the fart back in the bathroom hadn’t been disastrous, but another one would result in soiled panties. Thank God the bowling alley was close to Jessica’s house so she would probably make it. Probably. Sophie was still slightly blushing as she knew she was going to destroy her friend’s toilet and could only hope the bathroom would be private enough. It didn’t help that she was also still embarrassed from farting in front of her Coach, Sophie had never farted in front of anyone other than her parents and siblings before. She was always embarrassed about dealing with any of her bodily needs. Sophie’s car pulled up to Jessica’s. Luckily there were only a few cars there so the embarrassment would be kept to a minimum. She walked up to the door waddling like a duck, scared that any buttcheek spread would result in pooping herself. She was trying to maintain her composure, she was close to relief and maybe she could salvage her dignity. She knocked hard on the door, her breathing was also quite heavy at this point. Jessica opened the door and immediately embraced Sophie in a tight hug. The shit in Sophie’s butt started to poke out further, it was now touching her green panties. This hug couldn’t go on any longer or she’d shit herself. She pushed Jessica off of her and tried to act natural. “Hey! I’m so freaking excited for tonight!” she said to Jessica. “Me too!!’ her friend exclaimed back, “This is gonna be the best fucking night!” Sophie then got straight to the point as she clenched and bobbed up and down. “Hey where’s your bathroom?” Jessica smiled and pointed to a door right next to the couch where a few girls were sitting and chatting, “Right there girl.” Sophie’s face immediately turned into a frown. It was so literally in the worst possible place. They would hear everything, Sophie was not a quiet pooper. Throwing all dignity out the window Sophie started doing a little desperation dance and said “Um Jess, I’ll be real with you. This is gonna be a long bathroom experience and I don’t wanna hog the main bathroom, do you have another one I could use?” she asked blushing and smiling shyly. Jess gave Sophie a sympathetic smile and said “I get it Sophie, trust me I’m the same way but my dad is remodeling our upstairs bathrooms so this is the only one anyone can possibly use.” Sophie sighed, “It’s okay, not your fault.” she said as she walked into the house and walked into the bathroom. She turned on the light and then looked around for a fan. Not only would it lessen the stink she was about to unleash, but it would cover most of her loud noises. But there was only one switch in the whole bathroom. “Fuck.” she thought to herself. As she shut the door she saw the few girls there on the couch just scrolling through their phones and talking, she knew they’d hear everything. Sophie sat on the toilet, pants around her ankles and thought “Who the hell doesn’t have a fan in their bathroom?!” She immediately dropped three logs that had been prairie dogging through the whole ordeal, they splashed into the water making loud kerplunk noises. Sophie couldn’t help but moan, it felt so good to get that out. She then immediately ripped two quick loud farts that sounded like a firecracker exploding in the bowl. Two more logs then fell quickly into the water. Sophie blushed intensely, as the conversation of the girls outside had stopped and she knew they were grossed out by what they heard. Sophie then flushed as she knew she had more in her and didn’t want to pull a Coach Walker. The flushing gave her a brief loud cover to push out three more loud farts in quick session. While the toilet ran for a minute she pushed out a few small nuggets and right as the toilet finished filling and it grew silent again she ripped one more loud fart. Sophie had never been so great but so embarrassed at the same time. The relief was immense, she felt 100 times lighter, but she had no doubt in her mind they heard every second of it. As she pulled toilet paper and started wiping she heard the conversations outside pick back up again and more girls started arriving. She looked down and saw a good sized skid mark in her panties, but she was used to that. She pulled her pants up, rebuckled her belt and flushed again. It all went down no problem, but it did leave skid marks in the bowl. Like a good amount of them. Sophie looked around for a toilet brush but of course Jessica didn’t have one. “Does this bitch not have anything to help a pooper out?!” Sophie opened the door and went to exit. Two girls, who Sophie did recognize as girls from Jessica’s dance troupe, were outside the bathroom clearly waiting to go in. The first girl smiled and locked eyes with Sophie, but Sophie just looked away in embarrassment. She looked at the girls on the couch who tried giving Sophie sympathetic smiles, but that just caused her to blush harder. She hurried into the kitchen, desperate to get away from all this. The dance girl walked into the bathroom and scrunched her nose up, the putrid smell of Sophie’s poop filling her nose. She coughed a bit and shut the door. She lifted up the seat and saw the skidmarks all over the bowl and gagged again. She quickly sat down to pee and get out of here as quickly as possible. She looked around and thought to herself. “Really? No fan?”
  15. Hey guys! Sorry for being gone for so long, with school and all the chaos happening in the world I just couldn’t find time to write this. But here it is, and I will be more active this summer! Sophie got onto the bus that took the team to the local bowling alley for practice. Even though many of the girls had cars and could drive themselves, their bowling coach liked them to all take the bus to encourage team bonding. The alley was only 10 mins away so they got there quickly and went in to start practice. Sophie’s stomach gurgled as she felt an urge to fart come on. She bent down to get her bowling gear and it slipped out. It was decently loud and was one of those farts that was wet and sounded like a duck. She immediately shot up, blushing furiously. The only girl near her was her teammate Nicole. Nicole smiled sympathetically at her and said “It’s okay, it happens.” Sophie blushed even harder and replied back “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She grabbed her gloves and ball out and quickly walked away, embarrassed that her slip had been heard. The whole time she was bowling her stomach churned and gurgled. She needed a shit, and bad. Whenever she went up to bowl she could fart, just to relieve a little pressure. Nobody could hear it up there with the loud sound of the balls traveling down the lane. While the farts helped temporarily, her urge grew stronger. The last few farts sounded wetter and wetter, Sophie dreaded the thought of using the alley bathrooms but if she held any longer the farts would turn into sharts. Finally practice was done and the coach huddled them up. Coach Walker was a middle-aged woman, but she looked good for her age. She was of average height, had jet black hair that she often wore in a ponytail and was fairly skinny. She had tanner skin and despite being in her 30s, she was already showing some wrinkling. Sophie noticed that Coach was standing a bit stiff and was rushing her words. She just quickly told them good job and that next practice was Tuesday after school. The whole time Coach was talking Sophie bobbed up and down in place. “Hurry up, hurry up!” She thought to herself. Coach clapped her hands which always meant practice was dismissed. Sophie and Coach both immediately made a beeline for the bathrooms. Sophie immediately got nervous, no way could she shit in the bathroom with people, especially her coach! They both walked in and Sophie just hoped that Coach needed a piss. Coach immediately shot into one of the stalls and slammed it shut. It was then that Sophie noticed the other two stalls had caution tape over them and had out of order signs taped onto the doors. Sophie’s stomach gurgled in response and she couldn’t help but moan a little. Meanwhile, Coach was in the stall fumbling with her belt. “Come on, come on.” she whispered to herself. Coach wasn’t the type of girl who avoided public toilets, she figured when nature calls you better answer it. She was only this desperate because she had Taco Bell for lunch and then was forced to hold her taco shit throughout practice. She had a responsibility to her athletes to be there for them, so she couldn’t just nip off to the toilet. Finally she got her belt undone and shot her jeans down to the floor. She sat down and a wet fart immediately splattered the bowl. Five more wet farts shot out, each with a little poo in them that lined the bowl. Hearing this immediately made Sophie even more despeartate, she bobbed up and down and held her butt in her hands. She heard diarrhea shooting out of Coach’s butt, the kind that is loud and farty sounding. In the stall Coach felt amazing, while the poo did burn slightly it felt amazing to get it all out of her system. She sighed loudly. Hearing this relief in there was torturing Sophie, she leaned against the sink in agonoy. She hoped Coach would hurry up as she needed to add to the disgusting smell already filling the room. Sophie’s cheeks were clenched intensely as she knew even a fart would break the seal holding it all back. Coach just kept releasing diarrhea. It wouldn’t stop coming out, but man did it feel amazing. She was farting up a storm as well, then it hit her. Sophie was still out there. Poor girl had been waiting the whole time, and here she was hogging the only stall. She started pushing harder to release all the remaining product out of her. Sophie had now started pacing, she never had to poop so badly in her entire life. She heard the pooping intensifying in the stall, more farts and splattering sounds were coming out. Then they stopped and she heard toilet paper being pulled. “Yes! Oh thank God, thank God!” Sophie kept thinking to herself. She was now doing a bent over, slight dance to help ease the pressure. She was so glad no one else was in here to see her like this. Meanwhile Coach just kept wiping and wiping. “Man those Taco Bell shits really stain the ol’ behind” she thought to herself. She wiped 11 or 12 times then finally felt clean enough. She pulled her pants up and started buckling her belt. Sophie heard Coach pull her pants up and breathed a sigh of relief. Sweet relief was just seconds away. Coach buckled her belt up and pulled the handle on the toilet. The toilet made a noise and stopped flushing. None of the poop or tp had gone done. “Oh fuck” Coach thought to herself. Coach was known to clog toilets, not because of her poops but because of how much toilet paper she uses. She just liked feeling clean, but that caused problems. She tried flushing again but the toilet didn’t even attempt to flush, she had clogged it good this time. Now Coach doesn’t get embarrassed easily but clogging a toilet while one of her athletes was waiting to use it was a bit much. She tried one more time but again the toilet wouldn’t budge. She opened the stall door and smiled shyly at Sophie. She saw the poor girl bobbing up and down by the sinks but had a look of relief on her face when she saw Coach exiting. “I-I’m sorry Sophie but I may have broken the toilet.” Sophie’s face immediately went white and her stomach churned again. “Y-you what?!” she exclaimed. She clenched her cheeks harder as she started to realize relief may be farther than she had ever imagined. “I’m so sorry Sophie let me get a manager to unclog it then you can pee, okay?” she said blushing but smiling at her athlete. Sophie’s body in response to this released a loud, wet sounding fart, just like the one she had slipped in front of Nicole earlier only in the bathroom it echoed louder. Coach’s eyes widened. “Sophie doesn’t have to pee, she has to---” she thought to herself. “Oh my God, Sophie I am so so so sorry!” she said blushing even harder. “Let me get a manager, I’ll ask him to hurry.” Sophie was now redder than a tomato, not only had she farted in front of her coach but she now knew how badly she had to shit and was going to get a manager about it. The manager would also see Sophie poop dance, she couldn’t stand that. “Coach, it’s fine I can hold it until I get home.” Sophie said, smiling at her coach. “Are you sure?” Coach replied, “I just feel so bad.” “Don’t,” Sophie answered “I get it, I can make it trust me.” she said hurrying out of the bathroom. As she sprinted to her car and got in, Sophie could only hope as her bm came closer and closer to coming out, whether she wanted it to or not.
  16. Hey guys! This is a bit of a longer one but I hope you all enjoy it! Also if you have any ideas for any scenarios or suggestions just let me know! I've also decided to start naming my chapters to help keep track. Chapter 5: Locker Room Quicke Riley’s dad pulled into the busy parking lot outside of her dorm. “God dammit this place is busy” he mumbled as he found a parking spot wayyyyy in the very back. Riley helped unload the car and start carrying some stuff up to the dorm. When she got to her entrance there was like a million people going in and out. There was also a large table with signs taped to them that said “First Floor, Second Floor, Third Floor and Fourth Floor”. Riley’s room was on the 4th floor so she walked up to the girls sitting behind the sign. One was a pale girl with red hair tied in a braid behind her back, she had lots of freckles on her face, she was on the taller side being about 5”9, she was on the skinner side but not a twig like Riley She had blue eyes.. She had a flatter butt and was on the larger end of a B cup. The other girl was shorter, around 5”4, and had light blue hair. It was short hair that was around shoulder length. She was heavier than the other girl but by no means fat, she was pretty average in the weight department. She did have chubby cheeks though and bright blue eyes. She had a very clear face with no blemishes. She had a flattish butt but had more to it than the other girl. She also had slightly bigger boobs than the ginger girl next to her. The redhead smiled widely at Riley and said “Hi! Room number?” “417: Riley responded back. The girl had a very peppy attitude that rubbed off on RIley. “Awesome! My name is Sydney and I’ll be your RA!” she said smiling at Riley; she talked with a small lisp. “This is my roommate Brie.” she said motioning to the blue hair girl next to her. Brie gave a small smile and wave. “What’s your name?” Sydney asked. “Riley Jones.” Riley responded. “Okay Riley, swipe your ID here.” Sydney pushed forward a little device. “This will activate your ID with your room so you can get in,” she said smiling, “So don’t lose it!” As Riley did this she noticed Brie was squirming a bit in her seat. She had her one leg crossed and was bouncing it up and down. Now lots of people do this, a lot of people get restless and move their legs around. But Riley noticed she would occasionally put her hand under the leg, into her crotch area, and pull it back out a few seconds later. Brie needed to pee. Riley would never admit it but it slightly turned her on to know people were desperate for the bathroom, especially girls. They were the most shy about using the bathroom and expressing their need and Riley had gotten good at noticing when people needed to go and which need they had to do. And Brie was exhibiting the perfect signs for a need to pee. “Ok, your good to go!” Sydney said, snapping Riley out of her daze. “We’ll be having a hall meeting tonight at 7 to go over rules and stuff, so make sure to be in the lounge by then!” Riley thanked them and started walking with her parents up to her room, she got one last look at Brie who continued bobbing up and down in her seat. They walked up to her room and started unpacking everything, Riley wasn’t one of those girls who packed 20 million things, she had just packed the essentials. They spent the next hour and a half setting up her bed, putting everything on her desk, putting her clothes away, all that good stuff. Riley had gotten a good luck at the bathroom which just made her more worried. There was no fan in the bathroom which not only meant she couldn’t get rid of the smell, but that she couldn’t block out the sound either. Fans were her best friend when she had to use a bathroom that wasn’t her own and now the bathroom she’d be sharing in a small room would not have one. One of her best friends in high school, Jessica, had a bathroom that had no fan and it was the absolute worst to use. Riley could remember one time when they were juniors in high school they were having a lil Halloween party at Jessica’s house. Riley’s friends were never drinkers so it wasn’t that type of a party, more just a large get-together of friends. There was food, music, games, all that fun stuff. They had been there for about four hours and of course Riley had noticed the bathroom situation. She hadn’t gone yet but other people have and if you were close to the door you could hear everything. Now there was music so it made it harder to hear but even being semi-close to the door you could hear it. Now Riley knew there was no fan, she had been to Jessica’s before and noticed that there was no fan before. They didn’t hang at Jessica’s too often so it was usually not noticed, but since they were there the whole night she definitely could tell a few of her friends had tried finding a fan. The first one she noticed was her friend Sophie, she had just arrived and asked Jessica where the bathroom was. Sophie was on the bowling team and had practice after school, Riley knew Sophie hated using school restrooms because of their uncleanliness so she figured she had been holding it all day, especially since she asked Jessica right when she walked in. Sophie was on the taller side, around 5”8. She was on the skinny side and had short dirty blonde hair that looked like black hair with a lot of blonde mixed it. She had plastic glasses that were silver with round lenses. She had a really nice, round butt but was on the smaller side when it came to boobs. Sophie walked into the bathroom and flicked on the light, Riley then noticed her look at the switch, almost as if to see if there was a switch for a fan. She then looked up and Riley knew she was looking for a fan. She heard Sophie sigh then shut the door. She heard her unbuckle her belt and pull her khaki pants that were part of her bowling uniform down. Inside Sophie sat on the toilet, pants around her ankles and thought “Who the hell doesn’t have a fan in there bathroom?!” Sophie usually didn’t care about using public bathrooms, she tried to avoid them but she didn’t care about people hearing her. Well when it came to pee, Sophie refused to poop in public. She just didn’t like people hearing her fart echo in the bowl and smelling what came out of her. Sophie was one of those girls who took a shit right after school. She would start feeling the urge around the last period of the day usually and would go home and go straight to the bathroom. Once she joined the bowling team that schedule would shift to after bowling practice. She had to hold it a little longer, but practice was only an hour and it was better than taking a dump in a dirty bowling alley. Plus her teammates would definitely notice her being gone for such a long time and give her crap about, well her crap. So instead she would usually rush home and take a shit after bowling practice. It was never really a close call, she never almost didn’t make it. Though occasionally she would have a few skid marks from holding it for a few hours which she was a bit embarrassed about since her mom did her laundry. On this Halloween day Sophie felt the usual urge in her 7th period math class. This was normal, she always had to shit during this class. But she would never ask to go to the bathroom, for one school bathrooms were disgusting, for two she’d be gone awhile and her classmates would know she took a dump and third there might be people in there to hear/smell her output. Sophie was lucky in that she really didn’t get pre-poop farts so holding her load in wasn’t too difficult. The downside to no pre-poop farts meant that she farted a lot on the toilet, which added to her dislike with pooping near people. So she sat through class, a load brewing in her stomach, and then the bell rang. She walked out of class and headed to the locker room so she could change into her bowling uniform. As she walked there she passed Jessica who excitedly said “See you at my party!” Sophie had almost forgotten about that. “I don’t wanna stink up Jessica’s bathroom, I guess I’ll just go at the bowling alley.” she thought to herself. She wasn’t looking forward to it though, the idea of using a dirty bowling alley bathroom made her shutter. But on the bright side, it would be 4PM, there probably wouldn’t be a ton of people there. She entered the locker room and put her bag down. As she undressed and got into her uniform she talked to a few of her teammates about the usual high school stuff. The locker room did have a bathroom but since they were a small and poor school it probably hadn’t been updated since the 70s, it was literally just one toilet out in the open, no stall or walls around it at all. Sophie had never used it, not even for a pee. One or two teammates had used it over the years, just for a pee though. And those were usually the bolder, more outspoken teammates. Even then those teammates had been desperate as Sophie could hear their streams go on and on and on. Sophie had gotten to the locker room late so she was one of the last ones to leave. The other was a sophomore girl named Sage. She was shorter, around 5”5, she had bright dyed blonde hair that almost looked like a wig because of how bright it was. She was very very skinny and had a soft looking face. She had very thick eyebrows. She was pretty flat chested but had a great little butt that was firm. She was a quiet girl who didn’t talk a whole lot to other teammates, but she was younger so that could have been why. She was just sitting on the base of her locker, scrolling through her phone. Sophie noticed that Sage was rocking back and forth a bit, she also had a tense look on her face. Sophie just shrugged it off, figured she was sick and started walking out of the locker. She walked out and the door slammed behind her, but right away Sophie realized she forgot her gym bag in the locker room. She immediately turned around and walked back in. She noticed right away that Sage was gone, but she heard the sound of running water. She then realized it was pee hitting the water and she smiled. Sage was just pissing, she must have been too shy to go in front of anyone so she waited for them to leave. From Sophie’s locker you could the toilet because of the way the mirror in the bathroom was set up, but the person on the toilet could not see you. She saw Sage hovering above the toilet, urine gushing out of her. Her bush was black, her original hair color. Sage had an immense look of relief on her face as Sophie watched the stream gush out of her. After around a minute the stream died down, and after another minute it stopped. Sophie thought Sage would start wiping but she didn’t, she stayed hovering over the bowl. That’s when Sophie started wondering if Sage had some more serious business to take care of. Sophie then heard Sage do a small grunt. Then another small grunt. That’s when Sophie could see a log emerge from Sage’s butt. It kept coming, growing longer and longer till it broke off and hit the water with a flumpf noise in the water. Immediately after that fell Sophie saw 3 small logs fall out and make loud plopping noises in the water. Sage sighed loudly and began pulling toilet paper. The bathroom had an earthy poop smell to it now as Sage's poop had filled the room since the bathroom had no door. Sophie gave her credit, that was a fast crap. She was probably trying to rush it so she wouldn’t be late to the bus and have people question her. Sage flushed and Sophie used that opportunity to hurry out of the locker room. Watching Sage poop just reminded Sophie of her own need. She felt the rumble in her gut and sighed. She hated her poop schedule.
  17. Thanks dude I'm really glad you like it!! I hope you enjoy as I have big plans for this! Okay guys here's the next part. And don't worry Riley will get to college soon! Back in the present Riley’s dad had pulled into the rest stop. As they pulled into a parking spot her mom quickly got up and started to open the car door to get out. As she did this a loud fart slipped out, an airy sounding one. Her mom gasped softly as this fart had almost caused her to shit herself. She needed to get into that gas station bathroom and quick. This just made Riley’s urge worse as hearing her mom get to release some pressure just made her body want it more. She had a plan. She opened her door as well and said “I’m gonna go in and buy an Icee real quick” to her dad. Her dad looked up from his phone and said “Okay cool.” Riley followed her mother into the store, when her mom saw Riley following her she got nervous. “Do you need to use the restroom honey?” she asked stopped in place, bobbing up and down while gripping a shelf that some chips were on. Maria loved her daughter very much and was always there for her, but she did not want her to be there when she released this monster. “Please say no, please say no.” she thought. Riley was going to the restroom to rip ass, but she didn’t want her mom to know that the farts in there were hers, even if Riley knew what her mom was about to do was way worse. “No, I’m just in here to buy an Icee.” she said smiling at her mom. “Oh thank God” her mom thought in her head, but she just simply said “Sounds good sweetie” and walked into the bathroom. Riley ran up to the door just in time to hear the stall door slam, then walked in after her. Once in the bathroom Maria rushed into the first stall and quickly shut it. Her own greasy breakfast had gotten to her. It moved through her at record speed and wanted out now. Just as she began pulling down her athletic shorts she heard the bathroom door open and heard the footsteps of another woman. “God damn it” she thought “Can’t I shit in peace?” Riley’s plan was to go to the farthest stall from her mom, but this one only had two so she chose the one right next to her. Riley's mom sat down on the toilet and instantly clenched her cheeks. Ever since she was little she hated pooping in public, she rarely did it but would always try to wait for the bathroom to clear out first. Riley went into the stall and shut it. She considered sitting on the toilet but that would just make them echo and thus louder. Her mom sat on the toilet, a little trickle of pee came out but that was not what she was in here for. “Come on, just use the bathroom and leave.” she thought. Her stomach gurgled as it begged for release. It was torture sitting there, ready to go and having to hold it back. Riley felt a fart come on, and just let rip. It was a booming fart, one you would expect to hear a fat guy rip not a petite college girl. Riley sighed as she had been holding that one in for 30 minutes. Riley’s mom heard the girl rip a huge fart and thought “Okay, if she’s about to take a shit too then screw it”. She immediately ripped a wet sounding fart into the bowl. She began having diarrhea, it was low sounding as she tried to hold it back still embarrassed about the situation and trying her best to make it quiet. Riley then blasted another fart, another airy sounding one. It felt so good to get all the pent up gas out. Riley’s mom then blasted three wet farts that sprayed the bowl with her poo. “Wow, her breakfast really fucked her up stomach!” Riley thought. Her mom blushed a bit as she was destroying this toilet in front of another woman , she was trying to hold back and not make too much noise but it just kept coming out. “It’s not like I’ll ever see that woman again. Plus it sounds like she came here just to fart? Like she clearly isn’t on the toilet. Must’ve been on a trip with her boyfriend and came in here just to get some gas out.” She thought. Riley then blasted 3 farts that kinda sounded like a machine gun type fart and sighed afterwards. “Damn, this chick can rip some serious ass!” Riley’s mom thought. Riley, like her mother, blushed slightly as she stank up the bathroom with her farts. Well the bathroom absolutely stunk because of Riley’s fart and Maria’s intense dump. Riley’s mom had one more spurt of diarrhea shoot out followed by a fart that was slightly less wet and sighed, she hadn’t felt this great in awhile. Riley ripped one more silent fart in the stall that smelled like rotten eggs and then quickly walked out of the bathroom, leaving her mom to finish up. Riley did feel a bit bad, her mom had clearly been trying to hold back a bit so as to not make as much noise but when a girls gotta fart. “Oh of course, now this chick leaves” Maria thought as she started wiping. She looked down into the bowl and sighed, she honestly didn’t know if it would flush, she had used quite a bit of toilet paper on top of the poop in there. She pulled the handle and the toilet made a gurgling noise as the shit and toilet paper went in a circle. Yep, she had clogged it. Embarrassed, she quickly went to the sink and started washing her hands. This was another reason Maria hated public restrooms, she occasionally clogged them. Not every time, but if she happened to use a weak toilet… Just then a woman about her age came in and went into the stall Maria had just destroyed. She quickly gagged and walked out. Maria blushed hard as the women looked at her and said “God damn, someone did a number on the toilet!” Maria just smiled and said “Yeah I know, that’s why I used the other stall” she said laughing. The women chuckled back and walked into the other stall. Maria walked to her car and sat back down. Her husband looked at her and said “Breakfast give you the shits?” “John! Shut up!” She said blushing and slapping him lightly on the arm. He just simply laughed and started driving out of the parking lot. In the back seat Riley sipped her Icee and just smiled as the gas had been expelled out of her. Still, she knew a shit storm was coming and could only hope that it would come before her roommate got there.
  18. Hey guys, so I created a new post for my story as I wanted to update the tags and give it a better title now that I know what I'm doing with it. Here's the link to the first two parts of the story which you should definitely read before this one! Enjoy Bach in present time Riley was still struggling. She still had to fart and they were still around 30 mins away. Riley could usually sneak off and fart, but not in a freaking car. Her stomach loudly gurgled as she held back another and she began to worry that her parents were able to hear the situation their daughter in the backseat was going through. Then a miracle happened: “Honey, can we stop at that rest stop?” Riley’s mom asked. “We’re only 30 minutes away, can’t it wait?” her dad replied. “Honey please” she answered, with a bit of tenseness in the\ir voice.“Okay okay, I’ll stop” her dad replied quickly changing lanes and pulling off an exit that said “Last Rest Stop 30 miles” Riley looked over at her mom who was tightly gripping the armrest with one hand and rubbing her stomach with the other. Her face seemed pretty calm and collected however. Riley’s mom was in her early 40s but easily looked like she could be in her early 30s. She was around 5”5, pretty average weight, but with a great butt and hips, she had jet black hair that went down to her butt and had a slightly tan face and body. She often wore sunglasses and yoga pants. Riley had never really noticed her mom’s bathroom habits, she had her own bathroom why would she ever run into her mom in the bathroom. Based on vacations though she could say confidently that her mom was a morning pooper, one of those people that wake right up and go to drop the load off. She had never really seen her mom use the public bathroom, similar to herself. The only time she could remember her mom pooping in public was a few years ago, they had woken up late for their flight while in Florida. They had to rush out of the hotel without so much as a visit to the bathroom. Riley and her dad both clearly needed a piss, but her mom seemed different. She looked very tense and was standing very straight. She was gripping her tights very hard. As they went down the elevator, the three of them all needing a toilet, Riley smelled an awful smell. Riley instantly assumed it was her dad, I mean dads are never shy about letting one rip. “Damn Maria!” her dad exclaimed. She glanced over to see her mom red in the face and her dad laughing while plugging his nose. She realized it was her mom who had cut the cheese. “Sorry guys, I tried slipping it out before we got in the elevator but it followed me in.” her mom said, explaining herself. When the doors opened her mom said “I’m gonna visit the lobby bathroom for a moment.” her mom said making her way towards the bathrooms. “Honey you can’t” her dad replied back. “The room was under your name so you have to check us out.” Her mom danced in place, glancing back at the bathrooms that were so close to saving her. “O-okay” she weakly replied. Riley watched her parents check out and took this time to have her morning pee. She was uncomfortable but not desperate, but she did not want to have to hold it all the way to the plane. She went to the lobby bathroom which was very clean and fancy looking. She walked into a stall and quickly pulled down her sweatpants she always wore while on plane rides and sat down. She immediately started peeing a hard stream. She sighed as relief overcame her, relief from the pee and relief she would now not be desperate at the airport. She felt bad for her mom but figured herself being desperate to pee while her mom needed a poop wouldn’t help anything. She finished up and flushed and walked out. Riley would never admit it to anyone but she only washed her hands if it was a poo or people were in the bathroom. As Riley entered the lobby she heard a door close behind her, it was her dad coming out of the men’s room. She looked over to the counter to see her mom still standing there, stiff as a board, butt clenched, as the manager typed away on the computer. “Don’t worry Riley, your mom is a pro at holding this stuff, plus no use in all three of us suffering right,” he said smiling at her, though with a tad bit of concern on her face. They walked over to her, she glared at them and said “You both went?! Come on I gotta go too.” she said in a tone mixed with anger and disappointment. Riley felt bad for her mother, she truly did. But her dad was right, no use in all three of them suffering. Her dad simply wrapped his arm around her and said “Don’t worry, you’ll be at the airport and in that plane bathroom in no time.” “Oh no, no no no. I need to use it before we get on” she said, shaking her leg up and down. “We’ll miss our flight dear, you’ll be okay.” he said trying to sooth her. “Easy for her to say, you got to go.” she said straining a bit. The thought of her daughter and husband both getting relief, both getting all that pent up liquid out of them. It made her squirm. Not to mention the load knocking on her back door. Maria couldn’t remember the last time she skipped her morning poop, she always made sure she had enough time to go. She was usually bursting to go when she woke up anyways. Being forced to hold this long was torture, let alone all the way until she got on the plane. They finished checking out and walked out to wait for the shuttle, her mom wanted to try to sneak off to the bathroom but as soon as they got out there the shuttle pulled up. “Perfect timing!” her dad said happily. They got onto the shuttle and started the drive to the airport. It was just the three of them on board which meant her mom was free to hold without judgement. She immediately jammed her hand into her crotch. “Oh my god, I gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta pee.” she said squirming in her seat. While she was doing this Riley suddenly heard a sound that literally sounded like a duck, but she knew what it was. She had never really heard her mom fart, her mom was your typical mom, don't usually fart in front of anybody besides their husband. Her mom looked at her husband and said “John, I gotta poop so bad. You know I need my morning poop” she said jiggling in her seat. “I know, just think you’ll have relief soon.” he said trying to soothe his wife, he did feel a bit guilty that he got to pee earlier. It was only a ten minute ride to the about but for Riley’s mom it felt like an eternity. She kept passing gas every few minutes, some quiet, some loud enough for her husband and Riley to hear. One was so loud that she swore even the bus driver could hear it. She couldn’t lie, a bit of urine leaked into her panties when she ripped that fart. She jammed her hand harder into her crotch. It smelled awful, but Riley and her dad tried not to comment on it because they knew she was struggling. Finally they pulled up to the airport, when her mom stood up a spurt of pee shot out, making her panties a tad bit more damp before she regained control. She was also prairie-dogging her turd which had left a small streak in her underwear. She ripped one more fart, this one a juicy sound fart that was bassy sounding, before they left the bus. They walked in and got to TSA. Luckily Riley’s family traveled often and learned to pack light so they didn’t need to wait to check any bags. While they took off their belts and put their items in the bin, her mom continued to do a little bobbing up and down dance. When her mom had to go through the scanner she was required to spread her legs and put her arms up, this caused another spurt to come shooting out again. They put their stuff back on and went rushing towards the gate. “Please honey, please tell me we have time for a bathroom break.” Her mom said running with one hand jammed in her crotch and with a flushed face. “I’m sorry sweetheart, the plane is boarding already.” They got to their gate just as a voice came booming over the intercom “Last call for flight 2309A to Cleveland.” They quickly gave their attendant their tickets and walked onto the plane. “Oh my god, oh my god” she kept whispering over and over again. They got to their seats and luckily for her mom, they were right next to the bathroom. She considered asking the flight attendant if she could use it real quick, but she’s flown enough to know they couldn’t during takeoff and would have to wait until they’ve gotten high enough. The seating order went: Riley’s dad at the end, Riley in the middle and her mom with the aisle seat. As the plane taxied and began preparing for takeoff her mom couldn't stop squirming. “I can make it, I can make it” she kept saying over and over again. As the plane started picking up speed she heard her mom rip a squeaky sounding fart that was very high pitch. She blushed as the woman in the aisle seat next to her looked over then quickly looked away as to try and not embarrass her, but Riley’s mom knew she heard. The plane took off and went higher and higher into the air. The whole time Riley’s mom was squirming in her seat, trying to hold back a night’s worth of urine and shit. She ripped another fart, causing her to blush hard again as this one was wetter sounding and stinker. She had done a good job not leaking anymore, but the log was a little further down and had definitely caused a skid mark in her panties. Finally a ding went off on the plane and the seatbelt sign went off. Before they could even come over the intercom and announce that they were free to move about the cabin her mom ripped her seatbelt off and bolted into the bathroom. Inside she quickly locked the door and ripped down her yoga pants. The whole time all she could think was “Don’t let it come out, you’re so close.” She hit the toilet seat and a gush of urine came out. As the urine blasted the water her first log that had been peeking out immediately dropped into the toilet with a gigantic plop noise, the second log followed closely and a third one followed in session. She couldn’t help but loudly moan as the shit fell out of her and her pee came out. As her pee continued going she let out a squeaky sounding fart that echoed in the bowl, and a fourth much smaller log fell with a *plink* in the water. Finally after two minutes her pee began to die down. She was finally done, and she had never felt better in her life. She began wiping and flushed, washed her hands and opened the door. Waiting in line was the lady who was sitting across from her, who had heard her fart. Riley’s mom blushed and looked at her feet as she walked out and let her in. The bathroom smelled terrible and she had left a few skid marks in the toilet. She sat back in her seat and sighed. “Better?” her husband asked, smiling at her. “Much.” she replied back smiling and grabbing his hand.
  19. Hey all! I'm back with the next chapter. This part is way better and has way more action than the last one. This chapter contains mostly pooping and farting desperation, but it has one small mention of pee. Riley had now begun to regret eating such a big breakfast. She didn’t have to poop or anything, but man did she need to fart. Breakfast foods always did this to her, so she would only eat them on weekends. Then she’d be free to go to her room and blast away. But she was in a car with her parents, she couldn’t fart. Her parents would make jokes and roll down the window, acting like it was super smelly and it would be way too embarrassing. So she just held it, her stomach gurgling away as she held them in. She tried to distract herself by listening to music or talking with her parents, but she wished she could just release them. She didn’t know what it was about breakfast foods that did this to her, probably the grease she thought. “Hey, how far are we?” Riley asked, trying to sound more excited than nervous. “Oh about 20 minutes or so” her dad replied. Riley’s stomach growled again as she held back another fart. The funny thing was she didn’t need to poop yet, like at all. She was just gassy. Her roommate wasn’t supposed to arrive until around 5PM because of her move-in time so Riley would have the room to herself later. She couldn’t help but hope that she would have to poop during the time no one was there, she didn’t know what the bathroom was like yet there and it made her nervous thinking about blowing it up in front of Sammy. She thought about the last time she had eaten breakfast and gotten in a situation like this. It was this past May, her senior year of high school. They had a thing called senior breakfast where the school would provide free breakfast before they would head to graduation rehearsal. Riley wasn’t going to go, who would want to wake up early when you could be sleeping in, plus she knew it would make her have to go and she didn’t want to have to deal with it. But all her friends were going and she didn’t wanna miss out, especially on one of her last events as a high schooler, so she went. They had bacon, sausage, pancakes, it was all pretty meh food if she was being honest. They sat around laughing and talking as they waited for it to be time to head to their local music hall for graduation rehearsal. They sat around for an hour and just as they were getting ready she felt the urge hit her, she had to take a dump. “I can hold it” she thought. She considered stopping at home but decided against it since she would definitely be late to rehearsal. She walked to her car where the urge got worse and worse, her friends laughed and joked around as they walked to the car, but Riley was quiet as she focused on not messing herself. The crappy school must have picked some bad food because Riley had to go urgently. She felt the urge to rip ass bad, but couldn’t do that in front of all her friends. She got to her car when her friend Hannah walked up. “I’ll go with ya, Jenny drove me here but I figured you could use some company!” she said with a huge smile. “G-great!” Riley responded trying to sound enthused, she was hoping to be able to release some pressure on the way there but she didn’t wanna stink up the car with Hannah in there. They got in and took off towards the music hall. It was around a 20 minute drive but for Riley it felt like an hour. She had to fart so so badly, her stomach was making all kinds of noises. On top of this her shit was making its way down and she had to use some effort to prevent that from happening. Hannah was just going on about graduation and how she was scared if she messed up, but Riley really wasn’t paying attention. Then in the middle of talking, a fart slipped out. Riley had literally just shifted in her seat, but that movement snuck a fart out. It was a loud one too, airy sounding. Hannah stopped talking and looked over. “Riley, did you just rip one?” she asked, smiling. Riley just blushed and said “Yeah, sorry it just slipped out.” Hannah fanned the air with her hand and started rolling down the window “Damn girl, that’s a ripe one.” Hannah was right, it was a really bad smelling fart, it almost felt heavy as it sat in the air. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you rip one” Hannah said laughing “And I’ve known you for like six years.” Hannah was kind of in the middle when it came to her shyness about bodily functions, she wasn’t extra shy like Riley was but she wasn’t one of those girls who loved ripping ass and announcing their dumps, so Riley had heard Hannah fart a few times over the years. “Yeah sorry, I just don’t think that breakfast food is sitting well with me” Riley replied holding her stomach. “Oh, it’s completely fine! I understand!” Hannah replied. She could see that Riley was embarrassed about the whole situation so she decided to move on, though she did keep the window rolled down. When they got there they had about 15 minutes before the rehearsal started so Riley headed towards the bathroom. “I-I’ll be right back” she said to Hannah as she headed towards the bathrooms. Hannah replied back “It’s okay, take your time!” Riley blushed at the fact that Hannah knew what she was doing. Riley followed a sign that said bathrooms to find two girls and in line for a bathroom that said staff bathroom but next to it someone had ripped out some notebook paper and wrote girl’s bathroom. Riley had been speed walking over and stopped when she saw that, trying to act like her butt wasn’t clenched and holding on for dear life. The worst part was the door was wide open, propped open with a sign that said PLEASE KEEP OPEN AT ALL TIMES . Riley approached a girl she knew named Emily and said “Is this the only bathroom open?” trying to not act like she was about to shit her pants. “Yep, the rest of the hall is closed off until tonight’s ceremony so they are having us use these bathrooms until then.” Emily was a little higher on the social ladder than Riley, but was had thos nerdy qualities and was in marching band, liked playing DnD, superhero movies, all that mainstream nerd stuff. As Emily said this Riley noticed her hand was firmly on her butt, Emily had to shit as well. In front of Emily was Lucy, she was a softball player and pretty high up on the social ladder. She was known for being very down to earth and usually in a chill mood. Lucy was about 5”7, she had very light brown hair that went down to the middle of her back. She had tan skin and had an athletic build because of the sports she played. She had a very smooth face with no blimshes in sight. Emily was short, around 5”4, she was a ginger who was a bit on the chubby side, she wore glasses and her hair was about the same length as Lucy’s. Emily was wearing jean booty shorts and a graphic-tee of a band and Lucy was wearing a blue dress. Riley looked at Lucy and saw that Lucy was not grabbing anywhere but did look very tense. Riley had no choice but to get in line behind Emily. From the bathroom you could hear everything, she heard one girl in their peeing a hard stream while from the other stall you could hear someone blasting fart after fart. None of them were wet, all just pent up dry farts blasting into the toilet. Then silence from both stalls. Riley noticed that Lucy was shifting her weight back and forth. Riley could feel the pressure in her bowels growing, she still had to fart super bad and she was about to destroy a toilet where anyone in the hallway could hear. On the bright side no one had lined up behind her so Riley would hopefully not have to go in front of anyone. The girls in the bathroom were still silent, until finally the one who had been farting released a torrent of wet poop into the toilet. This was followed by loud farts exploding in the bowl, clearly the girl had needed to go but was waiting on the other one to start. As soon as that happened the girl in the other stall exploded as well, finally not being able to hold it in and with the other girl breaking first. The three of them in line squirmed when they heard it all. Riley wasn’t sure if Lucy had to pee or poop at first, but seeing her react to others getting relife told her the answer. Lucy sighed really loud and pressed her butt up against the wall, Emily blushed and grabbed her bum a bit harder and Riley had to grab my butt real quick to make sure nothing escaped. “I think this morning’s crappy breakfast had affected a few of us.” Riley thought. The three of them waited for like 8 minutes while we heard these girls shit their brains out. The whole time the three of them were squirming, not saying a word to each other. Riley was surprised Lucy was using the bathroom here, she was this pretty, popular girl and she was about to blow up a toilet before graduation rehearsal. The girl who had broke first finally started pulling toilet paper. Riley heard Lucy say “Finally” under her breath, the girl flushed and came out. While this was happening Riley had a huge gas bubble come that desperately wanted out. She held it back with all my might. The girl who came out of the stall was surprisingly a teacher, Miss Anderson. She was short, like 5”3, curly blonde hair, super young this had been her first year as a teacher out of college, she had a small body that fit her small face, button nose, you know that stuff. She had seen her at breakfast this morning so I’m assuming the food got to her as well. She blushed as she washed her hands and quietly walked past us, telling us “Be fast girls, only 7 minuets till it’s time to line up.” She didn’t make eye contact with us and quickly walked away. Lucy looked over at us and said “Hey, listen I’m gonna be a minute, and I don’t wanna take up your time so if you wanna go first I don’t care.” she said blushing and not making eye contact the whole time as well. Emily and She immediately blushed as she had now forced us to out ourselves as well. “Um, I don’t think I’ll take much quicker.” said Emily blushing and grabbing her stomach and looking at Riley. Riley blushed hard as she thought of a way to say it as well without being obvious “No you’re fine, I can wait '' she said. This was a mistake though as Lucy took this as her just being nice. “No, please I-I have some stuff to take care of in there and couldn’t make you wait.” Lucy said bobbing up and down. Riley blushed even harder as she now had to state “No I have the same stuff to take care of” Riley said looking down at her feet. Lucy finally got the message “O-oh! I’m sorry, I just-I’ll be out as quick as I can '' she said walking into the bathroom, the second she entered a loud fart escaped from her butt, like those ones you were holding in the whole time you were on a date. It was insanely loud and wet sounding. Lucy had been holding that in the whole time in line and being so close caused it to slip out. She quickly entered the stall door blushing and smiled at the girls one last time, she slammed the door shut, locked it and threw herself on the seat. Three wet sounding farts immediately shot out of Lucy’s butt. Then a load of wet poop fell into the toilet with a splattering noise. This made Emily and Riley squirm instantly. Emily, had a firm grip on her butt that she now was not letting go. Riley had her cheeks clamped tightly shut and stood firmly there determined to make it. The other stall began taking toilet paper as Lucy had continuous bouts of farty sound diarrhea spurted out of her. They now had 5 minuets and they were both getting worried they wouldn’t be able to use it, especially Riley. Then there was a rancid smell in the air, Riley looked over at Emily who was red as a tomato. Emily had cut a silent but deadly fart while in line. Lucy’s poop was starting to die down and her pee stream started. The stall door opened and lo and behold it was another teacher, Mrs. Sullivan. She was a middle-aged teacher, probably in her mid 30s. She was short, around 5”2, had dark blonde hair, was about average weight and just kinda looked like a teacher if you get what I mean. Emily instantly ran into the bathroom and pushed past her. Mrs. Sullivan just smiled and washed her hands looking very relieved. Emily slammed herself on the toilet and a loud wet fart shot out, it sounded like Emily was right next to Riley when she cut it. Mrs. Sullivan came out and said to Riley “Whew, I think that breakfast food messed with some stomachs.” patting her stomach. “I’m gonna tell them to wait 15 more mins to get rehearsal started. Give everyone a bit more time” she said winking at Riley. Riley just smiled and nodded as she walked away. “Thank God,” Riley thought, “Now I’ll have time to take care of business.” Now that she was alone for a minute Riley immediately cut a juicy sounding fart, followed by two quieter sounding ones. She danced in place as she was forced to listen to these 2 poop. Emily kept having explosive farts in the toilet and Riley figured that she had been holding them in the whole time she was in line. Lucy’s had a few more bouts of diarrhea going into the bowl. Then the inevitable happened, someone else got in line behind her. Two girls actually Chloe and Mindy, who were pretty bitchy if we’re being honest. They were preppy girls who had a reputation for being a bit mean. Riley quickly tried to act normal when they walked up. “Of course there’s a line” Chloe commented “They better hurry, I like gotta tinkle” Mindy replied. Riley had been hoping they had also needed a poo but alas she wasn’t that lucky. Just then a wet sounding fart ripped out of Emily’s stall. “Ew,” Chloe said in response “Someone is ripping ass in there” she said laughing. Suddenly another wave of diarrhea came from Lucy’s stall. “Oh my god, it’s two people” Mindy replied laughing. “So gross,” Chloe said laughing.” Just then Lucy and Emily both started grabbing toilet paper at the same time. Riley would be excited to go, but Chloe or Mindy were gonna be right next to her, she stood there buttcheeks clenched ready for her turn though. Emily was the first to exit and she looked so much more relieved. Chloe and Mindy snickered as she walked out making Emily blush and look away. While this was happening Lucy had come out of her stall as well. “Oh my god, Lucy you were in there ripping ass!” Chloe said laughing. Lucy instantly blushed and started stammering “W-what no, I mean I just was, I mean” they both laughed as Lucy washed her hands blushing hard and looking like she was nearly in tears. “Like you assholes don’t do it too” she muttered as she walked out past them. Riley’s bowels saw the open toilet and she immediately got a cramp as she felt her waste move towards the exit. She really didn’t wanna shit her guts out in front of these two, she had gotten away with not being made fun of for this for all of school, she didn’t want to break this streak now. Not right before graduation rehearsal. She had an idea, she could hold on a few more minutes. She clamped her cheeks together and tried to act as normal as possible. “Hey guys, if you want you can go ahead of me, I really don’t gotta pee that bad.” Riley said making sure to put an emphasis on that she had to just pee. “Please, please do it” she thought in her head as she weakly smiled at them. “What, oh yeah sure thanks!” Mindy said smiling at Riley and walking into the restroom. She immediately scrunched her face up and went “Whew, goddamn did those two destroy this bathroom. What the hell did they eat.” she said giggling. Chloe looked at Riley and said “Thanks! My dad always said being this pretty would give me perks.” Chloe followed Mindy in and started fake gagging “Ew,”she said grabbing her nose “This is so gross!” They both went into the stalls and shut the doors. Riley immediatly ripped a loud, rippling fart. It sounded wet as hell, but it didn’t stain her underwear at all. She heard the two start peeing in the bathroom. She started dancing around, shoving her hand into her bum. “Hurry up, hurry the fuck up” she whispered over and over again. The two peed directly into the bowl, so luckily they couldn’t hear anything outside of the bathroom. Riley ripped another fart, this one a bit wetter and louder sounding. The two streams in the bathroom began to die down and Riley heard the toilet paper being pulled. She took this last few moments out of sight to do a little dance and grab her butt one more time. They both flushed at the same time, and came out of the stalls. They went to the sinks to wash their hands. Riley walked in trying to act casual, but underneath her jeans she was clenching her cheeks like there was no tomorrow. Her bowels went crazy went in saw the toilet, all that greasy breakfast food began gunning towards the exit. She quickly slammed the stall door and grabbed her ass, bending forward and letting out a small moan. She had never needed a shit so bad in her life. But dumb and dumber were still out there checking themselves out in the mirror. Then finally, finally she heard one of them walk out. She heard Chloe’s voice “Thanks Ronda for letting us go first, appreciate ya!” her voice getting quieter as she walked away from the bathroom. Riley immediately unbuttoned her jeans and ripped down her pants. The second her ass hit the toilet it sounded like a bucket of slop being poured out into water. So much of her mushy shit came pouring out of her making a squelch noise. Riley couldn’t help but loudly moan as all that pent up pressure was finally released. After all that came out Riley ripped three loud, bowl echoing farts, the wet sounding kind. The next wave then came rushing out, it sounded less intense than the first wave but still hit the water hard. Riley sighed loudly as the load was expelled from her. RIley then ripped a loud airy sounding fart, it was very high pitched sounding. The third wave actually required some pushing to come out, though not much. That load ended with a low bassy sounding fart. The fourth and fifth waves followed suit, each sounding less intense and quieter. Finally Riley started to pee, this was always her body’s cue that she was done pooping. She sighed loudly and couldn’t help but say “Oh my god, never felt this good. Riley wiped up, it took quite an amount of TP, and then flushed. The bathroom smelled like absolute shit, two teachers and three students had just destroyed it. She washed her hands and left, happy that no one had been in the hallway and thus had not heard Riley doing any of that. Riley got into line just in time. “Okay people, let’s practice walking in.” Riley smiled as she felt 100 times better.
  20. Hey all! This is my first shot at writing a story so bare with me if it isn't very good. This will focus more on pooping than anything but there will be pee moments as well. Not sure how many parts this will be yet but more to come for sure! I would love to hear feedback! Sorry this section is a bit light, it'll get more exciting as we go on. WARNING: This section is pretty tame, it contains peeing and one fart but there are mentions of farting and pooping throughout. College move-in day is always a bit nerve wracking, but for Riley it was exciting. Riley was a bit on the taller side for a girl, 5”9. She was also skinny. Like skinny skinny, it’s not that she didn’t eat, she ate a normal amount, she just had a decently fast metabolism. She had a bit of a tiny butt but it was still firm. She had light brown hair that she wore straight and went about halfway down her back. She also had brown eyes to match her hair and freckles all around her eyes. She woke up Sunday morning pumped as hell. “Dang, college” she thought. She couldn’t believe the day had finally arrived. She was so excited for the college experience, having a roommate, studying late in the library, the cute guys, all of it. Riley was an only child and while she enjoyed the attention it got lonely sometimes. She would be rooming with her friend Sammy, now Sammy wasn’t like her best friend but she was one of her best. She had known her since middle school and they had grown close, she just didn’t see her often on account of Sammy’s mom being so strict. But she would see Sammy 7 days a week now! She was excited to get to know her even better! Riley laid in bed scrolling Instagram and Twitter when she felt a twinge in her bladder. In all the excitement she had forgotten about her morning pee need. I mean everyone has it, some more urgently than others. You have that person that wakes up bursting and has to immediately get out of bed and get to a toilet. For some they have to go but can put it off for awhile, just a small need. Riley was smack in the middle, she definitely had to go but it wasn’t an unbearable level. See the benefit to being an only child was that she had her own bathroom in her own room, well maybe that wasn’t an only child thing more a upper middle class person thing. So Riley never had to wait for a sibling to finish up and be forced to hold. Riley walked into her bathroom and shut the door behind her, even though she had her bedroom door shut she liked to shut her bathroom door anyways. She didn’t want her parents to walk in on her and see her on the toilet. Riley was pretty shy about that stuff, even with family members. She really didn’t like using the bathroom away from home, she didn’t know why but she just didn’t like others knowing she had to go. She knew everyone went and all that stuff but she still didn’t like it. She would pee if she was bursting, but pooping was saved for absolute emergencies. She would pee at friends houses but would try her best to avoid pooping at them. So Riley pulled down her polar bear pajama shorts and her pink panties and sat down on the toilet. She immediately began gushing out pee that hit the water and echoed through the room. She gave a small sigh, she hadn’t been bursting but it felt good to get the night’s pee out. She peed for about 25 seconds then her streamed died down and she wiped and flushed, pulling up her pj shorts. All Riley could feel inside her was excitement, she was excited for the college experience and couldn’t wait to move in. She went downstairs to find a breakfast of champions. Her mom had made pancakes, eggs, toast, bacon, sausage and cinnamon rolls. “Oh, good morning sweetheart!” she exclaimed. “Mom, you really didn’t have to go all out.” Riley said already grabbing a plate and grabbing some pancakes. “I just wanted you to have one last homemade meal before you head off” she replied back smiling. Riley stuffed herself with a little bit of everything, especially the pancakes which were one of her favorite foods. “Mom, that was delicious, thank you so much!” Riley spent the rest of her morning gathering up her things and making sure she had everything she needed. The college she was going to was only an hour away so it wasn’t as stressful, but she did not want to forget a single thing. It was around 1 p.m. which meant it was time to get going. Riley helped load everything into her parent’s car and went back upstairs to double check her room to ensure that she hadn’t forgotten anything. While up there she decided to pee in her room one last time, as she walked in and closed the door she thought about how this would be the last time for a few weeks she’d be using her own private bathroom. In college she would be sharing a bathroom with her roommate, and she couldn’t lie. She was a bit nervous, especially when it came time for bigger needs. But she figured she’d cross that bridge when she got there. She pulled down her jean shorts and sat down, peeing a lighter stream than this morning but still a decent stream as she had drank a decent amount of OJ this morning. In the middle of her stream a fart slipped out, it was one of those farts that echoed in the bowl, it started low pitched and ended squeaky-like. Breakfast foods always made Riley gassy, and usually got her bowels going. It’s why she used to skip breakfast in high school, she would have to take a dump at school and be forced to hold it the whole day. She didn’t have to go now though, and with her bladder empty she headed down to the car to begin her trip to to begin college.
  21. I thought I would come back with a story a female friend of mine told me awhile back. It was about Tammy ( 5”3, shoulder length dark brown hair, very skinny, tanish skin, glasses, Greek) and her roommate Megan (5"7, long lighter brown hair that she wears at the front that goes down to about her stomach, brown eyes, skinny like a twig all over). They go to a college not far from me and Tammy came to visit me one Friday. She was telling me that last Saturday the University was doing some work on some water pipes and that the water would be shut off from like 5AM until further notice for a few dorms. They told everyone to get their showers in the night before and that their toilets would only have one flush. Well she told me that she woke up that morning and as usual had to take her morning pee. Shortly after Megan woke up and they both just laid in bed on their phones. She said she noticed Megan had her legs up in the air and was jiggling them quiet frequently. It looked like Megan had also woken up with quiet a need to pee. Finally they got up and started to get dressed and such. She said her bladder pressure made it very difficult to bend over and such as she was used to peeing immediately after waking up. She noticed her roommate was also doing things such as pressing her legs together and crossing them together. It was obvious that both girls had missed out on their wake up pee. At one point Megan finally stated the obvious and said "I really really have to pee". Tammy responded that she did too but they just needed to get dressed and make it to the student center where they'd be able to use the bathrooms there. Megan at one point even pondered just peeing in the toilet and using the one flush, but they had both agreed to only use the one flush for as Tammy said "The other one, the one you um have to flush" she said blushing. So at this point they walked over to the student center, they were both walking very briskly and were obviously both in dire need of release. They got to the student center and quickly rushed into the bathrooms near the entrance. She said the took the first two stalls and quickly slammed the doors shut. She said she's never gotten herself on a toilet so quick and her roommate hit the seat immediately after. Immediately they both released a powerful stream of pee and she heard an audible sigh from the other stall. She said she peed for around 45 seconds with her roommate going around 10 seconds longer. They then both wiped and flushed. While washing their hands at the sink Megan said "Thank God, I had to go so freaking bad!" Tammy told me the relief was amazing. They then hung out in the student center the rest of the day with a working bathroom until the water came back on, to avoid any further "incidents".
  22. Hello everyone I am back!! I'm very sorry for being gone for so long but I have majorly gotten back into writing and this fetish so good timing!! I thought I would come back with a story a female friend of mine told me awhile back. It was about Tammy ( 5”3, shoulder length dark brown hair, very skinny, tanish skin, glasses, Greek) and her roommate Megan (5"7, long lighter brown hair that she wears at the front that goes down to about her stomach, brown eyes, skinny like a twig all over). They go to a college not far from me and Tammy came to visit me one Friday. She was telling me that last Saturday the University was doing some work on some water pipes and that the water would be shut off from like 5AM until further notice for a few dorms. They told everyone to get their showers in the night before and that their toilets would only have one flush. Well she told me that she woke up that morning and as usual had to take her morning pee. Shortly after Megan woke up and they both just laid in bed on their phones. She said she noticed Megan had her legs up in the air and was jiggling them quiet frequently. It looked like Megan had also woken up with quiet a need to pee. Finally they got up and started to get dressed and such. She said her bladder pressure made it very difficult to bend over and such as she was used to peeing immediately after waking up. She noticed her roommate was also doing things such as pressing her legs together and crossing them together. It was obvious that both girls had missed out on their wake up pee. At one point Megan finally stated the obvious and said "I really really have to pee". Tammy responded that she did too but they just needed to get dressed and make it to the student center where they'd be able to use the bathrooms there. Megan at one point even pondered just peeing in the toilet and using the one flush, but they had both agreed to only use the one flush for as Tammy said "The other one, the one you um have to flush" she said blushing. So at this point they walked over to the student center, they were both walking very briskly and were obviously both in dire need of release. They got to the student center and quickly rushed into the bathrooms near the entrance. She said the took the first two stalls and quickly slammed the doors shut. She said she's never gotten herself on a toilet so quick and her roommate hit the seat immediately after. Immediately they both released a powerful stream of pee and she heard an audible sigh from the other stall. She said she peed for around 45 seconds with her roommate going around 10 seconds longer. They then both wiped and flushed. While washing their hands at the sink Megan said "Thank God, I had to go so freaking bad!" Tammy told me the relief was amazing. They then hung out in the student center the rest of the day with a working bathroom until the water came back on, to avoid any further "incidents".
  23. I’m in college now so I’m going to try and be more active here! Alright so here is another good encounter, this time about number 2. I was studying in the library near the unisex bathrooms when this girl walks up. She was probably around 5”8, black hair, skinny, freckles. She goes to the single stall bathroom but someone is in there. She waits in line looking really uncomfortable. At one point she even knocked. After a bit a dude comes out and she rushes in. I can hear her blow this toilet up, lots of farts and poop splatters. She clearly had to go but didn’t want anyone in the girl’s bathroom to hear her. She did it pretty quickly tho, only in there for a few mins. Then she flushed and was on here way.
  24. Okay now time for some more stories. I was at a party at a friends house when I got a bloody nose, so I was going in and out of the bathroom grabbing toilet paper. My friend and his girlfriend, Bethany, were sitting on the couch talking to me when Bethany (around 5"7, shoulder length brownish reddish hair,glasses. a bit on the heavier side but not fat, blue eyes) said to me "I know this is really bad timing but I really have to pee" I just laughed and told her I'd be done soon. I took about 5 minuets and when I told her she was good to go she said "Thank god, I really have to go." I had to stay close to the bathroom door as the only mirror downstairs was by it and I had to clean up. I heard her go in and put the toilet seat down. She started peeing and I even got to hear a quick fart. She peed a hard stream for like 15 seconds. My next story is about Nelly (short, around 5"3, medium length blonde hair, blue eyes, glasses) who I have a lot of stories about. One I can think of for now is when we went to the mall and she had to pee really bad. We were walking in and she shuttered and did a small dance and when asked what was wrong she said "I need to pee so bad" when we got in she sprinted into Macy's and said she'd be right back.
  25. There was a fanfic on this site where this girl discovers that her friends brother is into omorashi and she slowly gets into it and teases him about it, does anybody remember what it was called? It’d be much appreciated!
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