StalkerUKCG
Banned
Im in Year 10 of secondary school, about 15 year old. Iv been farting pretty bad all morning and already made 2 trips out of class to the toilet. I frequently skipped school so bailing home at lunch time wasnt much of an issue and that was my plan. However it got so bad i said i was going to the toilet and just left the school.
I let about another 3 loud wet sounding diarrhoea farts at the bus stop much to the shock of the old lady and the pam pushing mother waiting with me. Bus arrives i jump on and suddenly i have the urge to poop worse than iv ever had in my life. My insides literally feel like their going to explode i make my way to the back of the bus and tuck myself in the back corner next to an open window where i can sit and fart in private or so i thought. I cannot help but let frequent loud and long farts rip themselves out from between my cheeks, safe to say the window did nothing nor did the noise of the bus, the whole of the bus is shooting me evil looks along with the bus driver in his mirror.
After 15-20 mins of this its finally time for me to get off, i make my way down the street to the corner of the street i live in, all this time iv needed to poop iv got serious diarrhoea, i start to sprint down my street to get to my house and the safety of my toilet when suddenly the unthinkable happens. I shit myself not just a little bit but incredible amounts of liquid shit pouring out of my ass at rocket speed and down my legs, flicking out of my trouser bottoms as i run. For those who haven't been in this situation its a horrible and warm sensation.
I get in my house strip naked sit on the toilet, by this point im empty i spend the next 20-30 mins on the toilet cleaning myself with a towel while im there. Anyway i get things sorted and the whole ordeal seems to be over. i spend the rest of the day moving between the toilet and the tv in an exhausted half awake daze. In this haze however iv forgotten to turn the washing machine on that contains all my shit covered clothing and clean up stuff. My dad comes home goes to put some clothes in the washing machine and the smell is overwhelming. He proceeded to come into the living room and rather loudly ask me " Son, did you shit yourself today?" i say yes to which he replies "Happens to the best of us" and then carries on with his day.
I dont like leaving home when iv got diarrhoea now.
I let about another 3 loud wet sounding diarrhoea farts at the bus stop much to the shock of the old lady and the pam pushing mother waiting with me. Bus arrives i jump on and suddenly i have the urge to poop worse than iv ever had in my life. My insides literally feel like their going to explode i make my way to the back of the bus and tuck myself in the back corner next to an open window where i can sit and fart in private or so i thought. I cannot help but let frequent loud and long farts rip themselves out from between my cheeks, safe to say the window did nothing nor did the noise of the bus, the whole of the bus is shooting me evil looks along with the bus driver in his mirror.
After 15-20 mins of this its finally time for me to get off, i make my way down the street to the corner of the street i live in, all this time iv needed to poop iv got serious diarrhoea, i start to sprint down my street to get to my house and the safety of my toilet when suddenly the unthinkable happens. I shit myself not just a little bit but incredible amounts of liquid shit pouring out of my ass at rocket speed and down my legs, flicking out of my trouser bottoms as i run. For those who haven't been in this situation its a horrible and warm sensation.
I get in my house strip naked sit on the toilet, by this point im empty i spend the next 20-30 mins on the toilet cleaning myself with a towel while im there. Anyway i get things sorted and the whole ordeal seems to be over. i spend the rest of the day moving between the toilet and the tv in an exhausted half awake daze. In this haze however iv forgotten to turn the washing machine on that contains all my shit covered clothing and clean up stuff. My dad comes home goes to put some clothes in the washing machine and the smell is overwhelming. He proceeded to come into the living room and rather loudly ask me " Son, did you shit yourself today?" i say yes to which he replies "Happens to the best of us" and then carries on with his day.
I dont like leaving home when iv got diarrhoea now.
