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  1. WARNING : CONTAINS SCAT The shadows of the afternoon were growing long as the entourage made its way south along the highway, wending past fields and streams and wooded hillsides, led by a pride of bannermen and knights, of sworn swords and free riders over three hundred strong. Over their heads a dozen golden banners whipped back and forth in the western wind, emblazoned with the rampant griffin of Seymour. In the middle of the column groaned a carriage, a huge wagon of oiled oak and gilded metal pulled by six heavy draft horses and defended by mounted spearmen and archers, front and rear. Curtains of dark blue velvet concealed the carriage's occupant from the world. Inside, Queen Charlotte sighed and shifted uneasily in her seat. Sitting was getting very uncomfortable. Four weeks of bad roads had taken them half the realm away to Knavesmire, where Lord Corbet had staged a great tourney to celebrate his son’s wedding to Lord Harner’s daughter, Sisley. Lord Corbet himself had travelled to Godswick to invite Queen Charlotte for the celebration and request her to be his guest of honor, to which she had agreed. The tourney had run for a fortnight and Queen Charlotte had stayed there till the end, gracing the event with her august presence and watching the finest knights and noblest lords of the kingdom contend with lance and sword in the fields beneath the towering walls of Knavesmire. On the final day of the tourney, Charlotte herself had handed fifty thousand golden coins to the champion, thirty thousand to the man who came second, twenty to the winner of the melee, and ten thousand to the victor of the archery competition, and praised all the participants for their valiant efforts on the field. Though Lord Corbet had prayed her to stay a little longer, the Queen had set back for the capital the very next morning, along with her retinue. Now, just a day’s ride away from home, Charlotte was thoroughly exhausted, though not of travelling. She had woken up in her pavilion that morning desperate to empty her bowels, but not wanting to relieve herself anywhere than a privy, she had decided to wait until they reached the King’s Fort. Now, after hours of holding and waiting, the Queen’s discomfort was beginning to show. Her need had grown much worse than what it was in the morning and restlessness now crawled under her skin. All that shit had been ramming at her hole for weeks now, telling her to open the gates so it could come out, but the Queen had clenched her ass tight shut every time the urge came to her. She had been holding it from the day they left the capital ten weeks ago, unwilling to go anywhere than her own privy, though she used the chamber pot to make waters whenever she felt the need. She had been like this for as long as she could remember. Being a proper lady, she had trained her body to resist voiding her bowels while travelling, but she had never held this long ever before. During her stay at Knavesmire, she did not find it all that difficult to keep her shit from coming out. The urge only came upon her once every half-hour or so, and most of the time she could make it go. After a week into the tourney, her stomach was packed with so much shit that the string of her linen underpants was making her feel uncomfortable and her waist had become too big to allow her to fasten her drawers. The pressure had grown considerably by the time they had set back for the capital, and each day it had been harder and harder to resist letting it out. As the carriage crawled ahead on the stony track, the Queen stared critically at her abdomen. It was huge, bloated as it was with ten weeks’ worth of meals. She felt so heavy. And not at all well. Sweat broke out on her brow, as she fought desperately to keep her anus closed. Just a few more hours and then she'd be home, she couldn't wait. Though by now, the anal contractions had become so frequent and so intense, it felt like it would soon be coming out, whether she was prepared for it or not. She gasped looking out of the slightly pulled curtains, struggling to hold her shit in, wincing as the pressure in her bowels became almost unbearably painful. She tried her best to distract herself but her efforts turned futile. A wave of urgency took her and Charlotte clenched her eyes as tightly shut as her anus. She held her breath as she battled to contain the massive load in her ass. For a moment she thought she was going to have to give up, it became so painful, but then the pressure eased slightly, and she released her breath abruptly. Sitting up straight, she continued to look out of the window, shivering with the effort it was taking to keep her ass closed. She was determined to fight it till the last. I cannot give up, I cannot, she told herself firmly, even though her body was on the edge of collapsing. She had reached the point where she wanted to ask the carriage driver to stop so she could go relieve herself in the woods, once and for all. But she knew that was not a choice. A proper lady would never disgrace herself by doing such a thing, I would just have to hold it. These thoughts swirled around in her mind as another wave of desperation hit her. She almost lost control, and her knuckles whitened as her hands gripped the edge of her seat, pulling her bottom down against it, in an attempt to prevent the mammoth load inside her from getting out. Beads of sweat appeared on her brow, and her body began to tremble with the effort of clenching her anus as it threatened to open without her permission. She gritted her teeth, despair threatening to overcome her as she felt her asshole opening up despite her efforts. The tip of her turd started to emerge but she somehow managed to push it back in. The Queen was on the verge of losing control and they were not even near the city yet. She was fighting against wave after wave of urgency as hard as she could but she didn’t know how long she could keep it up. A proper lady always knows to suppress her needs, no matter how bad they get, she reminded herself but her body was failing. There was a thousand pounds of pressure inside her ass and no amount of will power was going to help her contain it much longer. Ten minutes later, another strong wave of urgency took over her. This time it was harder to resist, and she had to grit her teeth and hold her breath while she forced her bowels into submission. She managed it, but it was quite a battle, and afterwards she let out a deep exhalation, “I don’t think I can hold much longer.” In the next hour, Queen Charlotte had to fight a couple more times to avoid an accident as the pressure increased to an unbelievable degree. Her entire body was trembling with the effort it took her to contain herself. She held on as long as she could, but just about an hour’s ride away from the city, her anus began opening up again. It took all her concentration, and her eyes crossed slightly as she gripped the edge of her seat and clenched with all of her strength, wiggling her bottom against the seat in an attempt to keep her shit inside. She gasped in pain – she could bear it no longer. “I can’t hold it!” she wailed. It hurt too much to keep clenching, so she eased off a bit, and straight away the rounded tip of a thick, hard turd began to poke its way out of her anus. Worried, she quickly squeezed her buttocks together and forced her anus, little by little, to close up again. The turd slowly retreated, and she began to breathe again. She wiped some perspiration from her brow. The urge grew worse and she writhed in her seat, clenching her anus tightly shut against the enormous pressure threatening to force it open from within. Desperately looking out of the window, Charlotte grimaced in discomfort as a new pain began to build inside her bottom. She clamped her buttocks together, and her sphincter tightly shut, as her shit pushed hard against the inside of her anus, but by now her body had weakened by the battle it had been fighting for so long. She was exhausted but she reminded herself that she didn’t have a choice. If she soiled her clothes, everyone would know the moment she stepped out her carriage. She was the Queen, she couldn’t let that happen. Her dignity was at stake, she’d just have to hold it. No matter what. But they were still far away from Godswick and she wasn’t sure she could hold it till they got there. They were moving at a snail's pace and the heat inside the carriage was only making things worse. Queen Charlotte sat mortified as a sudden tinge of pressure from her anus spread to her stomach, there was something about the way it felt that told her 'this is it, it's coming out!' She tried to clench harder but she felt her asshole pulsating with pressure, just seconds away from giving out completely. She knew she had to act before it was too late. “Stop! Stop the damn thing!,” Charlotte shouted to the coachman, squeezing her buttocks together and jumping to her feet as she made towards the door. From the knights and retainers in the front, to the baggage train in the end, the entire entourage came to a halt on the Queen’s command. Her hands trembled as she opened the door – she could feel her anus opening up, and knew she would not be able to close it again until she had emptied herself once and for all. Somehow containing herself, the Queen stepped out of the carriage, the beating of her heart telling her to hurry. “Wait!” she commanded the handmaiden who was beginning to follow her into the woods. Nobody could know what she was going to do. The Queen hurried into the forest with her hands squeezing her butt close, trying to get as far away from the entourage as possible. With every step feeling like her ass was going to burst, every swing of each leg feeling like that would be the end of it. The forest was somewhat dark and primal, untouched for ten thousand years as the highway pierced through its chest. It smelled of moist earth and decay. This was a place of peaceful silence and only the sound of Charlotte’s labored gasps tore through it. As she walked further into the woods, she could not contain the pressure any more. Her walk became a run, and she gasped as her shit started to push through, forcing her anus wider and wider. She no longer had any strength to resist. With each step she felt the turd emerge more, it was thick and hard, and then, she could take it no longer. In the dense cover of bushes, she lifted her gown and tore down her drawers and smallclothes. She could not even wait until she was squatting, but the instant her clothes were down and her legs just starting to bend, the thick log inched its way out until the tip was level with her knees before breaking off. As the foot long turd fell to the ground with a thud, Charlotte let out a heartfelt moan of relief with her face thrown up and her eyes shut. The feeling of release after all the holding and resisting was bliss. Still partly squatted, she released a stream of piss while thick but soft logs of shit continued to drop out of her. She didn’t even have to push, it just kept sliding out, one after the other, the chirping of birds only muffled by the loud sound of her piss hitting the dry leaves. She was tired. Just twenty minutes ago, she was sitting in her carriage, praying to the Mother to give her strength to endure the journey home, now she had turned into a lethal canon, her ass shooting turds almost thick as cucumbers. Her face covered in sweat, she just stared ahead into the sea of leaves and branches, just letting it happen on its own. It was shameful, but she needed to do it. How long could she have battled, how long could she have endured. A slight grunt escaped her throat as turds continued to slide out of her beautiful asshole, one of them growing over three feet long. It felt so good to finally release it. Let it all come out. How she had managed to hold it this long she would never know. She was just thankful that it was finally over. Slowly but steadily the weight in her bowels decreased and her breathing evened out. She had held it for so long, the relief made her light headed. All that pressure she had been fighting for weeks was finally out, she was free. When she was done, the Queen wiped her butthole with leaves, before pulling up her underclothes and adjusting her gown of sea-green silk, almost stepping into her dung while doing so. The forest was quiet and serene again and she could hear the birds sing. Flies hovered around her enormous pile of wet shit as it sat on the forest floor, plants and grass squashed away by the weight of her heavy dropping. She wondered what some unaware hunter would think if he saw this heap of dung. She was sure he would not imagine a lady to have done it. A lady could never hold this much. She’d been defecating big her whole life, but this was undoubtedly the biggest dump she had ever taken. Walking around carrying all that weight in her ass had been really difficult and only gods knew how relieved she was now that it had all come out. In her entire life, this was the first time she had taken a shit elsewhere than a privy. It was beyond humiliating, but other than that, if anybody ever found out what she was doing in these woods, she’d be forced to flee the kingdom out of pure shame. The thought of fleeing terrified her. She wanted to rule. She was born to rule. It was a life of wealth, finery and power that suited her, not that of work. Only she deserved to be on the throne and no one else. Then suddenly, the realization if how long she’d been dawned upon the Queen. She had taken too long and she had to get back before they came looking for her. She quickly plucked a bunch of wildflowers and turned towards the road, walking with a hand on her now empty stomach. She felt so light now, as if she could jump and fly, but the worry of being found out anchored her relief down. Queen Charlotte stepped out of the woods a free woman, feeling light as a feather. Now she didn’t care how long it took to reach the capital. “I went to pick these flowers, they’re beautiful aren’t they?” she said to the guard who stood waiting for her near her carriage, “Now let us go, my son must be waiting for me.”
  2. Lady Victoria rushed up the stairs towards the chambers, she had been going out of her mind needing to take a massive dump all evening but couldn’t find the time till now. Waves after waves of pressure had been coming to her ass for so long and she had been fighting them off with everything she had without letting anyone know anything of the pressure in her bowels. Right now, she could feel all her shit right on the edge of her asshole, ready to pour out, but she was holding it tightly with every ounce of strength left in her ass, she was just moments away from the privy and the gigantic relief she had craved for so long. She came to the end of the stairs and quickly made her way to her chambers, she walked in and closed the door faster than she had closed a door ever in her life. But she then she froze, she lifted up her skirts in one lightning movement and a thick turd, the girth of a cucumber and over a feet long, escaped her asshole and dropped on the stone floor with a thud. “Ahh!” she sighed in relief, though embarrassed that she couldn’t even wait till she got to the privy. Her knees trembled as another long, equally thick and heavy turd ran out of her beautiful hole and landed on the top of her previous one. She began to walk towards the privy, still holding the skirts up above her waist in case her ass expelled more. And she was right, another long and burdensome piece of dung rushed out of her and fell on the ground as she ran to reach the privy. This was embarrassing to the skies for the respected Lady Victoria who so many people bowed to, but she was more than glad that this was happening inside her closed chamber where there was no to see her having this humiliating accident. She knew she could have avoided it. She knew she shouldn’t have waited this long. Her head was filled with thoughts of embarrassment and guilt, this shouldn’t have happened. She hurried towards the privy door with her shapely uncovered ass, struggling to reach the right place where all this should have happened. But suddenly, another thick log decided to come out of her beautiful bottom, dropping viciously on the floor. Her legs were trembling as she walked and finally, she pulled the door to the privy and stepped in. Finally, the glorious shit hole was in her sight, now she just wanted to sit on it but her body was too exhausted of holding it for so long. Another massive, long and heavy log of her warm dung ran out of her and fell to the ground, “Oh God, shit!” she cursed herself. Lady Victoria rushed to the privy hole and landed her ass on it with the swiftest movement possible before the firing began. For anyone else, shitting this much would be a once in a lifetime occurrence but Lady Victoria always shat like a horse and she was only getting started. The moment her ass touched the privy hole, her body relaxed completely and the firing began! A long and heavy wood of her hot feces ran into the privy hole as she relaxed her bladder and a copious jet of urine began. More shit followed the previous one into the hole and Lady Victoria finally sighed in relief. She sat there, feeling the snakes of shit run out of her beautiful asshole one after the other. It took her almost half an hour to completely empty herself and after the seventeenth log came out of her, she knew she was finally done. Now that all the pressure had come out, the only task left at hand for Victoria was to clean the mess she had created on the floor in her hurry to get to the privy. She washed her asshole and came out of the privy feeling lighter than ever and ready to clean the room.
  3. So I'm taking requests for JJBA scat prompts for fics. There's hardly any jojo scat content.
  4. Ankita was violently woken from her unsteady sleep with a sharp cramping pain that rocked her bladder. She instantly knew what it was. She sighed miserably and dangled her feet off the side of her hostel bunkbed hoping not to wake her roomate. Ankita was from a well off family in Mumbai. She had lived almost her entire life in the heart of the city, in a posh flat that was on the 9th floor. Owing to her family's financial status, she had never really gotten a taste of the outside world; she spent the majority of her time in Coffee Days and overpriced malls. Upon completing her 12th standard however, everything changed. Her grades were awful. No decent college in Mumbai would accept her. She checked countless colleges all over the country but apart from a monastery near Nepal, the only college that would accept her was Vellore Sisters Catholic College - an all girls strict educational institute. Though it was far from ideal, it was, without a shadow of a doubt, the best option available. With less than a week remaining till the beginning of college, Ankita hastily applied to the college, got accepted, and set off from Mumbai the night before college was to begin. She knew it would be different, much different than anything she'd ever done before, but she was ready: Or so she thought. She reached the train station, took an overpriced auto down a dirt road, baked it the sun, and entered the dusty gates of the college. She was instantly approached by a middle aged nun who, after checking her identification, led her to her room on the 5th floor. Ankita was apalled. The room was dingy and small, illuminated only by a 4ft by 4ft window in the corner. 2 other beds were already in place, and a couple of tops and a pale blue pair of panties lay sprawled around the room. She was too busy inspecting the dust and the cracking paint that she only noticed the absence of an extra door in the room. "Excuse me!" , she called out to the nun. "Uh.. Bathroom?" But the nun was already walking away down the corridor. Hearing the bell ring in the distance, Ankita quickly grabbed a textbook and made her way to class. It wouldn't look good to be late on the first day itself. Classes were boring and tough, same as school. After the 2nd period Ankita got up to go to the bathroom. At the end of the corridor there was a door with a dilapidated 'LADIES' sign hanging from it. Ankita entered and nearly gagged. The floor was muddy with dirt and patches of liquid. Apart from one stall the doors all hung on their hinges, waiting to fall off. The stench was incomparable. IT was muddy and filthy Her bladder protested but her disgust was stronger. Tightening her sphincter, she loosened the waistband of her long green skirt and returned to class. By the end of the next period however, her need had worsened considerably. She could hardly sit still and had twice been reprimanded for continuosly bouncing her legs. in her mind she vowed that the moment this class ended she'd find a place to pee. The moment the bell rang, Ankita jumped up from her desk and left the room, running down the stairs and out of the block. It occured to her that there may be a cleaner toilet elsewhere in campus. AS she ran she felt a drop moisten the joining of her thighs. From the corner of her eyes, Ankita saw a tiny steel door behind the cafeteria block bearing the words "FOR TEACHERS ONLY". Running, she flung open the door and her eyes jizzed when they saw the beatiful bathroom before them. It was king-sized and clean, with a tall whit western-style toilet adorning the center. Ankita rushed to the toilet, yanking up her skirt and holding it under her chin as she frantically moved her red panties out of the line of fire. Plopping herself down on the cold toilet seat she fired her piss into the bowl with deadly force; it splashed off the inside of the bowl and into the water. Ankita sighed in relief but also in exacerbation. How the HELL would she survive here?
  5. just last week I witnessed some intense (kinda) poop desperation. A couple friends came and stayed the night at my house. With them was a junior of mine called Deeksha. She wasn't exactly cute but was dark and short and quite decently built, with curves in the right places. Anyway, they all drank quite a bit and Deeksha and one other girl ended up staying the night. The next morning the other girl had college so left around 8. As neither Deeksha nor I had classes to attend, we slept in quite late. Around 12 or 1 I woke up, and, realizing I had to attend a bank appointment by 2, I woke her up frantically. Within 5 minutes of waking her up, as she was still groggy and sleepy, I gave her a slice of bread and an ommelette and we left the house. By the time we reached the bus stand she was more awake, though still yawning and rubbing her eyes. While waiting for the bus she suggested we get some chai from the pan wala. I consented and bought 2 of those small 4 rupee glasses. We finished and as a bus still hadn't come, we had another. Finally a bus came and we both got in it and took our seats next to each other. 20 minutes later, and we had barely travelled 3 kilometres. The traffic was awful. Deeksha sat next to me, hands crossed over her stomach, was systematically exhaling forcefully and bending over, then painfully sitting back up. I watched her discomfort for about a minute before I could get the courage to ask her what's wrong. She told me straight up, her fists clenched by her side, that she needed to take a dump really bad. She said she usually takes one as soon as she wakes up and now was feeling really uncomfortable. I apologized and sat back, continuing to watch her struggle. After 10 minutes her plight seemed a bit worse. Every now and then, shed sneakily hold the base of the seats beneath her and pull down on hem as hard as she could, pressing her exploding ass into the seat. She very soon told me that she was gonna get off at the next stop; she directly told me there was a dhaba there. I told her I'd come along and she didn't say anything. She stood up and began walking towards the bus door. As she was halfway there however, she quickly slowed down and crossed her legs tightly, standing fixed awkwardly in the middle of the bus. I standing behind her, got whiff of a bad smell. I tapped her and told her to move forward. Embaressed, she waddled out of the bus, down the stsirs (one at a time) and into the dhaba loo ( which was luckily right next to the men's. Shared wall) As is the case with the majority of such washrooms, there is a gap between the wall in the top. I rushed ahead of her into the men's washroom so I could hear what would happen. Sure enough, there was a frantic slamming and fumbling latching of the lock while trying to pull down her jeans with the other hand. I could hear the clicking of her shoes around the floor and the clinking of her belt as she tried not to shit herself. Suddenly there was an extremely loud splattering sound followed by another and another and then by a sigh of relief. The smell hit me quickly and I rushed out of there, and waited for Deeksha by the door.
  6. So, I was browsing some videos on YouTube and managed to run into this video right here. It's a slideshow of anime girls having accidents. Oh, lemme warn y'all, there's messing involved... untitled.wmv
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