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My story below. 100% true, happened about an hour ago (I wrote another post in the "What's happening?!" thread, hence the delay). I tried to reproduce the words the girls used verbatim, though I forgot some of the comments.
Sorry for my poor story-telling ability.
I'm a 29 year old white male, 5"11, living in Toronto. It's warm outside and I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. It was 10:30 PM and I was coming home to my building. I have been saving up my poop today and knew it was gonna be a great, big, smelly one.
I approached my building just as three girls who looked to be in their early 20s approached the building too. They were dressed to go out and must've stopped by for a house party in my building, or for a pre-going-out drink. I joined them in the elevator. I pressed the 23rd floor and they the 24th floor.
I had already let go some poop as we were waiting for the elevator and once the doors closed they started making comments about the smell. They mentioned that the cab they were in smelled of vomit, and around the 9th or 10th floor one of them said "it smells like shit!". Another said "check your butts!" Two of them turned their butts to their friend, who looked at their butts. One was wearing leggings, the other two jean shorts. I was in heaven. As they were doing this I pushed out the rest of my load with a loud squelch which I'm not sure they heard, but the smell was potent. It was strong. It was obviously shit, not a fart. We were around the 19th floor and I stepped forward to get off. The girls kept talking and saying how it smelled like someone shit their pants. As I got off, I grabbed my butt and slowly stepped forward. I turned around and said "sorry" and slowly waddled away.
The girls started laughing. The elevator doors were still open and I stood there holding my butt. One of them said "oh my god, he literally just shat his pants" and the others were laughing and saying things like "oh my god" and "oh, it stinks in here!". As the doors closed they kept making comments like "can you believe it?!" and they kept laughing. I could hear them get off on the 24th floor and STILL making comments about "he actually shit his pants".
It was an amazing feeling. I came home and looked at my butt in the mirror. There was a wet patch and a decent sized bulge. I cleaned up and came here to write the story.
Hope you enjoyed!
Sorry for my poor story-telling ability.
I'm a 29 year old white male, 5"11, living in Toronto. It's warm outside and I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. It was 10:30 PM and I was coming home to my building. I have been saving up my poop today and knew it was gonna be a great, big, smelly one.
I approached my building just as three girls who looked to be in their early 20s approached the building too. They were dressed to go out and must've stopped by for a house party in my building, or for a pre-going-out drink. I joined them in the elevator. I pressed the 23rd floor and they the 24th floor.
I had already let go some poop as we were waiting for the elevator and once the doors closed they started making comments about the smell. They mentioned that the cab they were in smelled of vomit, and around the 9th or 10th floor one of them said "it smells like shit!". Another said "check your butts!" Two of them turned their butts to their friend, who looked at their butts. One was wearing leggings, the other two jean shorts. I was in heaven. As they were doing this I pushed out the rest of my load with a loud squelch which I'm not sure they heard, but the smell was potent. It was strong. It was obviously shit, not a fart. We were around the 19th floor and I stepped forward to get off. The girls kept talking and saying how it smelled like someone shit their pants. As I got off, I grabbed my butt and slowly stepped forward. I turned around and said "sorry" and slowly waddled away.
The girls started laughing. The elevator doors were still open and I stood there holding my butt. One of them said "oh my god, he literally just shat his pants" and the others were laughing and saying things like "oh my god" and "oh, it stinks in here!". As the doors closed they kept making comments like "can you believe it?!" and they kept laughing. I could hear them get off on the 24th floor and STILL making comments about "he actually shit his pants".
It was an amazing feeling. I came home and looked at my butt in the mirror. There was a wet patch and a decent sized bulge. I cleaned up and came here to write the story.
Hope you enjoyed!
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