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So this is my first post and first story, it's set during A-level exams (we do them in England when we're 18)
It also contains a bit of bbw stuff, I also kinda ran out of energy toward the end. Sorry if it doesn't do anything for you.
Jordan sat, sweating and totally distracted, she had an hour of this exam left and her bowels were already under incredible strain. She shifted her hefty legs from side to side as she struggled to contain a large fart and prayed that the hour would pass quickly. Looking around nervously, Jordan carefully slipped a hand between her legging clad thighs and herself a squeeze to help with the fight on her own seconds front, a need to pee. She relaxed momentarily, thinking her struggle was going unnoticed.
I, however, was sitting behind and to the left and was watching the whole show, totally enthralled. A breath of admiration escaped as i looked her figure up and down. Although fat, Jordan was incredibly beautiful, her face was well proportioned and her hair swept spectacularly across her face. In spite of their curvy and thick nature her legs maintained their shape which was sown off fabulously by the greg leggings she had on. Most of her weight was in her legs and big, shapely arse, having said this she still had a cute double chin and a round belly which was visible through her blouse.
It was when i was mid-way through admiring her that she grimaced and shifted again in her seat. Her face seemed to tense as, having fought off the need to pee moments earlier, she tried desperately to keep a huge mass of poop and gas from spilling into her panties . Suddenly she dropped her pen on the desk and thrust the hand she was using to write under her large bottom. This, combined with the clutching of her stomach convinced me that she needed to poop, putting me literally on the edge of my seat. After what seemed like an age of shifting and grimacing with her hand in these positions, she let out a small grunt and seemed to relax. I waited expectantly for more of a show but for the time being it seemed her need had subsided.
The exam continued rather uneventfully until there was about half an hour left. I happened to look up at Jordan and saw her hand shoot suddenly inbetween her legs as she she bent forward at the waist, her face was entirely contorted and flushed. She had just spurted some pee into her panties. from where i was, however, i just assumed that her bladder had spasmed. because she had broken the seal now, she felt double desperate, so much so that she decided to risk everyone seeing the wet patch between her legs and request to go to the toilet, she just had to get to the loo.
After she regained some form of control, Jordan tentatively raised her hand. She winced in pain and embarrassment as the invigilator approached. Putting on the most composed voice she could manage, she asked to go. A look of surprise crossed his face, "Did you not see the signs on the way in? New exam board regulations, no-one allowed to leave the hall whatsoever." Jordan was shocked, but too preoccupied to protest. So difficult was it to come to terms with the fact that she'd have to hold her piss and shit for another half-an hour that she lost her focus for a moment and a loud fart escaped form her rear. The BRRRRRPT! reverberated around the hall and snickers could be heard around her. She turned a furious shade of red and hid her face in her hands. It was now the invigilators turn to look shocked; he was so baffled he simply turned on this heels and walked back to his position at the front of the hall.
the next 15 minutes went by with Jordan growing more and more anxious. Her fidgeting increased as the the amount she placed her hand in her wet crotch. Also dispersed throughout this period were more moments where she'd clutch her stomach and grimace, fighting cramps from her bowels. Because of how close to her I was sitting I think Must have been one of the few who heard her whimper and the soft hissing noise that followed it. Piss was flowing freely from Jordan's crotch. it spread underneath her bum, creating a huge wet patch on the seat of her leggings. Eventually when her chair became fully saturated, the piss began to flow onto the floor, splattering loudly. Most people in the hall were now staring at her and a dew were beginning to laugh. She went on peeing like this for at least a minute. Finally, when it began to subside, she let out another fart; the release on her pee had relaxed her all over. Having said this no longer having to hold onto her pee had made the job of holding her poo easier. So, although acutely embarrassed, she was able to go through the rest of the 15 minutes in relative relaxation.
When our papers had been collected, the invigilators began to signal for everyone to leave, one row at the time. When it came to Jordan's turn to stand, the huge stain on her leggings was visible to everyone. it covered the whole of her wide and shapely arse and spread a long way down her thighs. She left the room waddling slightly and with her face a deep shade of scarlet. In spite of my intense arousal, i couldn't help but feel sorry for her, the teasing and laughing was audible even form where i was left sitting.
having left the exam hall and collected my stuff, I headed for the bus stop to head home and masturbate furiously over what had just happened. Once at the bus stop i saw Jordan leaning against a post, presumably also waiting to go home. Sensing that there may still be more to get out of this I wandered over to stand next to her. She had a coat tied around her waist, but still blushed furiously as I approached.
"How'd you find it?" I asked casually, referring to the exam.
"Well..." She replied, looking down at her legs.
"Oh, yeah, right...Quite a show" I said with a laugh. Jordan sighed with embarrassment.
"jesus, is there anyone who didn't see?"
"Don't worry about it, Happens to the best of us" i comforted.
"Clearly" She answered shortly. Just as I finished laughing at the dry wit, the bus appeared around the corner.
"after you" i said as the bus pulled up in front of us. As jordan was getting on the bus she felt her need to shit return and again one hand massaged her stomach while the other hovered by her arse.
i sat down down next to Jordan on the top deck and once again admired her rounded form. The conversation flowed freely for about ten minutes (college, exams, the imminent departure to uni) before I started to notice her shifting around again. Until this point i had assumed she had been for a shit between leaving the exam room and getting to the bus stop, I realised now she was probably too embarrassed to hang around in her soaking leggings or simply hadn't had the time. i was mid-sentence when Jordan suddenly let of another loud fart, which vibrated against the seat.
"Did you just...?" I asked, feigning shock.
"oh my god, I'm so sorry, i just really need the loo" She responded hurriedly, her voice quaking embarrassment. "You must think I'm so disgusting." Once again i comforted her by assuring her that it happened to everyone. As the bus journey went one she began to fegit more and more violently and began letting off farts more frequently. Others were beginning to stare so to distract her i began to tease her gently and to my pleasure she responded by laughing. After one particular joke she stopped laughing suddenly.
"OOO, Please don't make me laugh, or I'll go in my panties right here" she groaned, as if to emphasise this point a particularly wet fart rumbled out from her rear. By this time I was seriously excited and hoped for a genuine accident.
After a while jordan reached up and pressed the 'stop' button, her face was still bright shade of red. not wanting to miss anything I quickly lied about it being my stop aswell. Once we were off the bus, one hand instantly shot to her bum. i took her by the arm and we began to walk. Every ten paces or so she would stop, screw up her face and fart, continuously moaning about how desperate she was. By this time the huge mass of shit really was right at her sphincter. We had barely gone 11 yards when she stopped for longer than usual and let of go of a very wet fart. "oh jesus" she said gravely " I think some just came out, my bum cheeks feel all sticky" With that she began to quickly shuffle off with her arse tenses so tight it was quivering and with one hand thrust firmly between her cheeks. She hadn't got a few yards before she stopped dead, spread her legs and moaned.
I quickly caught up with her , and it was then that the smell hit me. guessing what was happening I stepped back to admire the view. I was rewarded with the beautiful sight of her leggings beginning to bulge outwards with what was obviously solid shit.
"I'm sorry, I just had to go" she grunted. She had one arm still clutching her stomach and the other resting on her knee as she bent forward. The shit just kept coming and coming and the bulge grew and grew. After a minute, it was over and she straightened up, the lump between her globular cheeks was huge, around the size of a grapefruit.
"Phew, what a load!" She cried, gently feeling the lump. "Again I'm so sorry, but if you'll excuse me I should really get home and clean up. I'm sorry to say i was too stunned to do anything else, but the sight of that thick legged, big arsed, beautiful women walking away with soaking leggings with a load the size of a grapefruit swaying from side to side in them is imprinted on my mind forever.
It also contains a bit of bbw stuff, I also kinda ran out of energy toward the end. Sorry if it doesn't do anything for you.
Jordan sat, sweating and totally distracted, she had an hour of this exam left and her bowels were already under incredible strain. She shifted her hefty legs from side to side as she struggled to contain a large fart and prayed that the hour would pass quickly. Looking around nervously, Jordan carefully slipped a hand between her legging clad thighs and herself a squeeze to help with the fight on her own seconds front, a need to pee. She relaxed momentarily, thinking her struggle was going unnoticed.
I, however, was sitting behind and to the left and was watching the whole show, totally enthralled. A breath of admiration escaped as i looked her figure up and down. Although fat, Jordan was incredibly beautiful, her face was well proportioned and her hair swept spectacularly across her face. In spite of their curvy and thick nature her legs maintained their shape which was sown off fabulously by the greg leggings she had on. Most of her weight was in her legs and big, shapely arse, having said this she still had a cute double chin and a round belly which was visible through her blouse.
It was when i was mid-way through admiring her that she grimaced and shifted again in her seat. Her face seemed to tense as, having fought off the need to pee moments earlier, she tried desperately to keep a huge mass of poop and gas from spilling into her panties . Suddenly she dropped her pen on the desk and thrust the hand she was using to write under her large bottom. This, combined with the clutching of her stomach convinced me that she needed to poop, putting me literally on the edge of my seat. After what seemed like an age of shifting and grimacing with her hand in these positions, she let out a small grunt and seemed to relax. I waited expectantly for more of a show but for the time being it seemed her need had subsided.
The exam continued rather uneventfully until there was about half an hour left. I happened to look up at Jordan and saw her hand shoot suddenly inbetween her legs as she she bent forward at the waist, her face was entirely contorted and flushed. She had just spurted some pee into her panties. from where i was, however, i just assumed that her bladder had spasmed. because she had broken the seal now, she felt double desperate, so much so that she decided to risk everyone seeing the wet patch between her legs and request to go to the toilet, she just had to get to the loo.
After she regained some form of control, Jordan tentatively raised her hand. She winced in pain and embarrassment as the invigilator approached. Putting on the most composed voice she could manage, she asked to go. A look of surprise crossed his face, "Did you not see the signs on the way in? New exam board regulations, no-one allowed to leave the hall whatsoever." Jordan was shocked, but too preoccupied to protest. So difficult was it to come to terms with the fact that she'd have to hold her piss and shit for another half-an hour that she lost her focus for a moment and a loud fart escaped form her rear. The BRRRRRPT! reverberated around the hall and snickers could be heard around her. She turned a furious shade of red and hid her face in her hands. It was now the invigilators turn to look shocked; he was so baffled he simply turned on this heels and walked back to his position at the front of the hall.
the next 15 minutes went by with Jordan growing more and more anxious. Her fidgeting increased as the the amount she placed her hand in her wet crotch. Also dispersed throughout this period were more moments where she'd clutch her stomach and grimace, fighting cramps from her bowels. Because of how close to her I was sitting I think Must have been one of the few who heard her whimper and the soft hissing noise that followed it. Piss was flowing freely from Jordan's crotch. it spread underneath her bum, creating a huge wet patch on the seat of her leggings. Eventually when her chair became fully saturated, the piss began to flow onto the floor, splattering loudly. Most people in the hall were now staring at her and a dew were beginning to laugh. She went on peeing like this for at least a minute. Finally, when it began to subside, she let out another fart; the release on her pee had relaxed her all over. Having said this no longer having to hold onto her pee had made the job of holding her poo easier. So, although acutely embarrassed, she was able to go through the rest of the 15 minutes in relative relaxation.
When our papers had been collected, the invigilators began to signal for everyone to leave, one row at the time. When it came to Jordan's turn to stand, the huge stain on her leggings was visible to everyone. it covered the whole of her wide and shapely arse and spread a long way down her thighs. She left the room waddling slightly and with her face a deep shade of scarlet. In spite of my intense arousal, i couldn't help but feel sorry for her, the teasing and laughing was audible even form where i was left sitting.
having left the exam hall and collected my stuff, I headed for the bus stop to head home and masturbate furiously over what had just happened. Once at the bus stop i saw Jordan leaning against a post, presumably also waiting to go home. Sensing that there may still be more to get out of this I wandered over to stand next to her. She had a coat tied around her waist, but still blushed furiously as I approached.
"How'd you find it?" I asked casually, referring to the exam.
"Well..." She replied, looking down at her legs.
"Oh, yeah, right...Quite a show" I said with a laugh. Jordan sighed with embarrassment.
"jesus, is there anyone who didn't see?"
"Don't worry about it, Happens to the best of us" i comforted.
"Clearly" She answered shortly. Just as I finished laughing at the dry wit, the bus appeared around the corner.
"after you" i said as the bus pulled up in front of us. As jordan was getting on the bus she felt her need to shit return and again one hand massaged her stomach while the other hovered by her arse.
i sat down down next to Jordan on the top deck and once again admired her rounded form. The conversation flowed freely for about ten minutes (college, exams, the imminent departure to uni) before I started to notice her shifting around again. Until this point i had assumed she had been for a shit between leaving the exam room and getting to the bus stop, I realised now she was probably too embarrassed to hang around in her soaking leggings or simply hadn't had the time. i was mid-sentence when Jordan suddenly let of another loud fart, which vibrated against the seat.
"Did you just...?" I asked, feigning shock.
"oh my god, I'm so sorry, i just really need the loo" She responded hurriedly, her voice quaking embarrassment. "You must think I'm so disgusting." Once again i comforted her by assuring her that it happened to everyone. As the bus journey went one she began to fegit more and more violently and began letting off farts more frequently. Others were beginning to stare so to distract her i began to tease her gently and to my pleasure she responded by laughing. After one particular joke she stopped laughing suddenly.
"OOO, Please don't make me laugh, or I'll go in my panties right here" she groaned, as if to emphasise this point a particularly wet fart rumbled out from her rear. By this time I was seriously excited and hoped for a genuine accident.
After a while jordan reached up and pressed the 'stop' button, her face was still bright shade of red. not wanting to miss anything I quickly lied about it being my stop aswell. Once we were off the bus, one hand instantly shot to her bum. i took her by the arm and we began to walk. Every ten paces or so she would stop, screw up her face and fart, continuously moaning about how desperate she was. By this time the huge mass of shit really was right at her sphincter. We had barely gone 11 yards when she stopped for longer than usual and let of go of a very wet fart. "oh jesus" she said gravely " I think some just came out, my bum cheeks feel all sticky" With that she began to quickly shuffle off with her arse tenses so tight it was quivering and with one hand thrust firmly between her cheeks. She hadn't got a few yards before she stopped dead, spread her legs and moaned.
I quickly caught up with her , and it was then that the smell hit me. guessing what was happening I stepped back to admire the view. I was rewarded with the beautiful sight of her leggings beginning to bulge outwards with what was obviously solid shit.
"I'm sorry, I just had to go" she grunted. She had one arm still clutching her stomach and the other resting on her knee as she bent forward. The shit just kept coming and coming and the bulge grew and grew. After a minute, it was over and she straightened up, the lump between her globular cheeks was huge, around the size of a grapefruit.
"Phew, what a load!" She cried, gently feeling the lump. "Again I'm so sorry, but if you'll excuse me I should really get home and clean up. I'm sorry to say i was too stunned to do anything else, but the sight of that thick legged, big arsed, beautiful women walking away with soaking leggings with a load the size of a grapefruit swaying from side to side in them is imprinted on my mind forever.
Being a fan of buxom women and BBWs enjoyed Jordan. Thanks. Keep writing.
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