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I while ago I posted a story. Link to it is here: http://www.wetset.net/forums/showthread.php?t=1538
This another one I wrote a few years ago. It's not as good and can be a bit clumsy and unrealistic, but hopefully someone might get something out of it.
Just to clarify, Year 11 is the final year of the British equivalent to high school
Miss Dayton fidgeted as she let out a fart. She had been teaching this same lessons of years 11s for nearly an hour and a half hour and over that period she had grown more and more and desperate for a visit to the loo. She had considered throughout the period the possibility of making some excuse and quickly running to the toilet. However, there were a number of problems with this, the first was school policy: she was not allowed to leave the students unattended. The second was that judging from the pressure in her abdomen, this was going to be a truly huge bowel movement and would be likely to keep her in the toilet from very long time. The only thought that she had to console herself with was the fact that there was only half an hour left of the lesson.
Miss Dayton was in her early thirties and had a beautifully attractive face; complete with bouncy blonde hair and big blue eyes. Her figure was also impressive, she had huge breasts, which were accented by her tendency to wear low cut tops (never in a slutty way, though.) She was curvy, maybe even chubby but not overly so. She had beautiful thick thighs which were shown off well by the suit trousers she was wearing on this particular day and her arse was just truly of another world: it was round, shapely and wonderfully big.
It was this arse that she was now seriously considering placing a hand over to aid her in holding on to her poop. At the moment she wasn’t in too much of a difficult situation as the students were getting on with their work and she was pretty much left to herself behind her desk. She could only hope that no one would want anything as because of the vast quantities of gas she was letting off, the area around her desk smelt absolutely awful. It would be excellent if she could sit out the last half hour like this, simply sitting and squirming, it wouldn’t be pleasant but it would be doable.
Around 10 minutes later, Miss Dayton felt a massive rumble in her lower abdomen and within seconds she was hit by a truly colossal need to fart. She soon came to realise that the best she could hope for was to let the fart out slowly and therefore quietly. The problem was that as soon as she relaxed her gorgeous ass slightly, the entire fart came out in a rush making a terribly loud noise. Instantly the teacher blushed deeply and quickly looked around guiltily. Luckily, at this point the class was making a lot of noise, so not many people hear the ladies outburst of flatulence. The people sitting closest to her desk did begin to snigger, however. Shortly she heard one of them whisper ’I think Miss just farted’ ’maybe she has to take a shit’ another one replied. One hearing this, one of the boys more confident friends saw an opportunity to get one over a teacher: ‘Miss, did you just fart’ he demanded. Wishing to silence these boys before the news spread around the class (completely humiliating her), she gave them a stern look and demanded that they got on with their work. Seeing how serious she looked, they turned back to their work sheets. Miss Dayton, although pleased at having stopped news of her mistake spreading, could not relax as her need to poop was still as intense as ever.
With only 15 minutes left of the lesson to go Miss Dayton still thought that she was going to make it. She simply didn’t believe that it was possible that she, a grown woman, could poop herself in front of a class she was teaching. Just as she was revelling in her confidence, a girl came ambling up to her desk. At first, Miss Dayton was concerned that the student might smell the air around her desk, which by this time was thick with flatulence, however she quickly realised that the girl was far too concerned with other matters to notice. The girl was one of the most attractive in the class, with beautifully broad hips, full D-cup breasts, and a gorgeous ass that was packed into tight trousers. The girl shuffled up to the teacher’s desk with one hand placed between her legs and the other clamped over her ass.
‘Excuse me, Miss. But I really to go to the loo’
‘well that isn’t really my problem’ replied Miss Dayton ‘you should have gone before break. Teachers have to hold it so I don’t see why you can’t’
‘Pleeeease’ the girl persisted ‘I can’t hold it much longer.’ As if the emphasis this point a bubbling fart exploded from the girl’s rear. Wishing to concentrate on her own need again, Miss Dayton was keen to shoo this distraction.
‘Listen, just go back to your seat and hold’ she said, again putting on her stern voice. The girl looked away with a looked of resignation and turned to hobble back to her desk. She had barely got three steps when she let out a whimper. Almost instantly a hissing sound was heard from between the girls legs. The pee flowed down her inner thighs and could be seen leaking out over her shoes to create a large puddle on the floor. As her trousers were black and made of suit material they did not really stain. Instead they went shiny and hung to her legs. The shiny wetness made the trousers hug her ass even tighter.
As the yellow puddle at her feet grew the girl could be heard to sob. Gradually, still peeing, she dropped into a crouch. In this position the pee flowed more over her ass and this soon looked incredibly shiny. The girl peed like this for at least a minute. By this time the entire class was watching, the silence was only broken be hiss from between the girl’s legs and the sound of her pee splattering on the floor. After she had finally finished peeing the girl remained in her crouch position with a pained expression on her face. Just as the class thought the show was over, the girl let out another gurgling fart. The sense of mortification quickly overcame her as she began to soil herself. The solid poo began to force her trousers out into a noticeable bulge. When all her waste was finally expelled, the bulge had grown to a fairly big size. Gradually she straightened up, the back of her trousers sagging hugely. She took brief look around the room and quickly hurried out of the door.
This entire episode had done a great deal to agitate Miss Dayton’s own need, throughout the entire show she had been squirming and releasing bursts of gas (the smell of which she hoped would be blamed on the recently embarrassed student). Towards the end she had been forced to sit on her hand to aid her holding it. There was, however, a glimmer of hope: the fact that the girl had ran from the room and least gave her an excuse to go out into the corridor and see where she had gone. Just as the class’s silence broke and bursts of laughter began to erupt at the girl’s expense, Miss Dayton hurried from the room muttering some excuse about going to see how she was. When out in the corridor Miss Dayton checked up and down its length, she wasn’t at all surprised when she saw that her excuse for being out there was long gone, leaving a trail of wet behind it. Now that she was out of the way of the students she bent double and placed both hands over her bum. She closed her eyes and grimaced as she fought of a powerful cramp. She now began to realise that even the 10 minutes that remained of lesson may be too much for her, she had been holding for hours and she was not sure if she could hold much longer.
It was just then that her worse nightmare in teaching occurred. Just opening her eyes and looking round, she was mortified when her gaze was met by that of the head teacher. Quickly Miss Dayton straightened up, again trying to hide her predicament. The head seemed bitterly disappointed and demanded to know why she was out in the corridor when there was a class left inside unattended. Miss Dayton simply muttered something about being about to go back inside. Clearly still annoyed the Head said how see would like to observe Miss Dayton’s performance, even if it was just for the close of the lesson. This was the worst possible scenario for Miss Dayton as she had been hoping to keep the class working while she sat behind her desk right up until she dismissed them. But now she would have to stand and teach properly forcing her to go through the effort of hiding her predicament, also there would be the added pressure of having the Head watch.
As she began to go through this process, the class listened attentively and the plenary was actually going rather well. The only issue was that she had to keep one hand massaging her stomach. The vast majority of the final 10 minutes passed of mostly without incident. The real crisis came with just a few minutes from the end. As is so often the case, it came when she was just at her most confident. With around 2 minutes until the end of the lesson, during a gap in her speech, Miss Dayton was hit with a massive cramp which forced her to stop talking. She instantly clutched her stomach and bent her knees. The class looked on expectantly as she battled with this cramp. After a while she let a wet, squelching and awfully loud fart, after a few sends the front few rows were already wrinkling their noses. Miss Dayton blushed deeply and made a sheepish apology to the class: ‘Oooh, it appears I've broken wind. So sorry.’ Seeing how embarrassed Miss Dayton was the Head, Mrs Morales, came to her aid.
‘it’s okay Miss Dayton, it happens to everyone, please continue.’ Still deeply embarrassed Miss Dayton continued for the last couple of minutes.
Embarrassment was, however the least of Miss Dayton’s problems: during the fart, she had soiled herself. There was now a sticky feeling between her colossal butt cheeks and this only served to intensify her need. At long last the end of the period came, Miss Dayton hurried the entire class out of the classroom. Just as she was about to leave herself and rush to the toilets, Mrs Morales asked if she could have a word.
‘I am so sorry Mrs Morales,’ began Miss Dayton ‘but I just have take a shit, can I not discuss this with you once I’ve been’
‘I won’t be keeping you, I just wanted to let you know how impressed I was that you kept your composure so well with your bowels under such obvious pres-’ Mrs Morales began to reply before she was cut off by a fart and a moan from the chunky figure of Miss Dayton.
‘Oh my god’ she exclaimed ‘it’s coming…I’m pooing my knickers!’
Miss Dayton stood there, mortified as she felt the mass of poop begin to shift out of her anus and into her panties ‘I’m so sorry’ she muttered through sobs to her boss, who simply stood there dumbfounded. As her poo began work its way into her knickers, her trousers began to tent out and the back. As the time wore on and the young, pretty, fat teacher expelled more and more waste the bulge began to grow to epic proportions. Within minutes it was the size of a football and the weight of the mass was beginning to drive down her trousers. All the while, as the huge amount of faecal matter moved from her bowel to panties, small farts could be heard. Occasionally, after having resigned herself to a fate of messy pants, she would take a break before bearing down a forcing out more poo. The size of the load was truly in epic proportions, by this point it looked as though her ass had doubled in size and become rather bumpy. It looked as though she had three football shoved down the back on her trousers.
At long last she finished expelling her load, Mrs Morales simply looked on in awe at the huge size of the bulge.
‘Wow’ Mrs Morales began ‘that is a LOT of shit’
‘sorry’ Miss Dayton mumbled starring at the floor ‘I’m really sorry but I still need to wee’ Miss Dayton has already embarrassed herself and so she saw no harm in admitting this as she rubbed her huge thighs together.
‘Just let it go, it’s not like you can make it much worse. Hey, I’ll join you.’ Miss Dayton was shocked at the head’s openness, but if she was honest the whole idea of letting go deliberately turned her on and she suspected Mrs Morales may feel the same. This trail of thought was cut short as she saw a wet patch blossom on the crotch of the head teacher. The wetness spread around the back of Morales’ arse and down her thighs, pooling in a puddle at her feet. She let out a long sigh of relief, at this direction Miss Dayton followed suit. She felt the wetness spread from between her legs, soaking the crotch of her panties and slowly moving down her shapely legs. When both teachers were finished, Mrs Morales suggested that the junior teacher clean herself up. As Miss Dayton turned and walked away, Morales could not help but admire the sight: those large shapely legs culminating in that gorgeous, massively bulging backside. The pants were so packed with poo that it was impossible to see where her body began and the poo ended. As Dayton turned to say good bye, Morales got one last look at those gorgeous tits. This had been a good lesson, thought Morales, she only felt sorry for Miss Dayton, already teased by students for her weight, having to walk to the staff room with her pants bulging to hugely.
This another one I wrote a few years ago. It's not as good and can be a bit clumsy and unrealistic, but hopefully someone might get something out of it.
Just to clarify, Year 11 is the final year of the British equivalent to high school
Miss Dayton fidgeted as she let out a fart. She had been teaching this same lessons of years 11s for nearly an hour and a half hour and over that period she had grown more and more and desperate for a visit to the loo. She had considered throughout the period the possibility of making some excuse and quickly running to the toilet. However, there were a number of problems with this, the first was school policy: she was not allowed to leave the students unattended. The second was that judging from the pressure in her abdomen, this was going to be a truly huge bowel movement and would be likely to keep her in the toilet from very long time. The only thought that she had to console herself with was the fact that there was only half an hour left of the lesson.
Miss Dayton was in her early thirties and had a beautifully attractive face; complete with bouncy blonde hair and big blue eyes. Her figure was also impressive, she had huge breasts, which were accented by her tendency to wear low cut tops (never in a slutty way, though.) She was curvy, maybe even chubby but not overly so. She had beautiful thick thighs which were shown off well by the suit trousers she was wearing on this particular day and her arse was just truly of another world: it was round, shapely and wonderfully big.
It was this arse that she was now seriously considering placing a hand over to aid her in holding on to her poop. At the moment she wasn’t in too much of a difficult situation as the students were getting on with their work and she was pretty much left to herself behind her desk. She could only hope that no one would want anything as because of the vast quantities of gas she was letting off, the area around her desk smelt absolutely awful. It would be excellent if she could sit out the last half hour like this, simply sitting and squirming, it wouldn’t be pleasant but it would be doable.
Around 10 minutes later, Miss Dayton felt a massive rumble in her lower abdomen and within seconds she was hit by a truly colossal need to fart. She soon came to realise that the best she could hope for was to let the fart out slowly and therefore quietly. The problem was that as soon as she relaxed her gorgeous ass slightly, the entire fart came out in a rush making a terribly loud noise. Instantly the teacher blushed deeply and quickly looked around guiltily. Luckily, at this point the class was making a lot of noise, so not many people hear the ladies outburst of flatulence. The people sitting closest to her desk did begin to snigger, however. Shortly she heard one of them whisper ’I think Miss just farted’ ’maybe she has to take a shit’ another one replied. One hearing this, one of the boys more confident friends saw an opportunity to get one over a teacher: ‘Miss, did you just fart’ he demanded. Wishing to silence these boys before the news spread around the class (completely humiliating her), she gave them a stern look and demanded that they got on with their work. Seeing how serious she looked, they turned back to their work sheets. Miss Dayton, although pleased at having stopped news of her mistake spreading, could not relax as her need to poop was still as intense as ever.
With only 15 minutes left of the lesson to go Miss Dayton still thought that she was going to make it. She simply didn’t believe that it was possible that she, a grown woman, could poop herself in front of a class she was teaching. Just as she was revelling in her confidence, a girl came ambling up to her desk. At first, Miss Dayton was concerned that the student might smell the air around her desk, which by this time was thick with flatulence, however she quickly realised that the girl was far too concerned with other matters to notice. The girl was one of the most attractive in the class, with beautifully broad hips, full D-cup breasts, and a gorgeous ass that was packed into tight trousers. The girl shuffled up to the teacher’s desk with one hand placed between her legs and the other clamped over her ass.
‘Excuse me, Miss. But I really to go to the loo’
‘well that isn’t really my problem’ replied Miss Dayton ‘you should have gone before break. Teachers have to hold it so I don’t see why you can’t’
‘Pleeeease’ the girl persisted ‘I can’t hold it much longer.’ As if the emphasis this point a bubbling fart exploded from the girl’s rear. Wishing to concentrate on her own need again, Miss Dayton was keen to shoo this distraction.
‘Listen, just go back to your seat and hold’ she said, again putting on her stern voice. The girl looked away with a looked of resignation and turned to hobble back to her desk. She had barely got three steps when she let out a whimper. Almost instantly a hissing sound was heard from between the girls legs. The pee flowed down her inner thighs and could be seen leaking out over her shoes to create a large puddle on the floor. As her trousers were black and made of suit material they did not really stain. Instead they went shiny and hung to her legs. The shiny wetness made the trousers hug her ass even tighter.
As the yellow puddle at her feet grew the girl could be heard to sob. Gradually, still peeing, she dropped into a crouch. In this position the pee flowed more over her ass and this soon looked incredibly shiny. The girl peed like this for at least a minute. By this time the entire class was watching, the silence was only broken be hiss from between the girl’s legs and the sound of her pee splattering on the floor. After she had finally finished peeing the girl remained in her crouch position with a pained expression on her face. Just as the class thought the show was over, the girl let out another gurgling fart. The sense of mortification quickly overcame her as she began to soil herself. The solid poo began to force her trousers out into a noticeable bulge. When all her waste was finally expelled, the bulge had grown to a fairly big size. Gradually she straightened up, the back of her trousers sagging hugely. She took brief look around the room and quickly hurried out of the door.
This entire episode had done a great deal to agitate Miss Dayton’s own need, throughout the entire show she had been squirming and releasing bursts of gas (the smell of which she hoped would be blamed on the recently embarrassed student). Towards the end she had been forced to sit on her hand to aid her holding it. There was, however, a glimmer of hope: the fact that the girl had ran from the room and least gave her an excuse to go out into the corridor and see where she had gone. Just as the class’s silence broke and bursts of laughter began to erupt at the girl’s expense, Miss Dayton hurried from the room muttering some excuse about going to see how she was. When out in the corridor Miss Dayton checked up and down its length, she wasn’t at all surprised when she saw that her excuse for being out there was long gone, leaving a trail of wet behind it. Now that she was out of the way of the students she bent double and placed both hands over her bum. She closed her eyes and grimaced as she fought of a powerful cramp. She now began to realise that even the 10 minutes that remained of lesson may be too much for her, she had been holding for hours and she was not sure if she could hold much longer.
It was just then that her worse nightmare in teaching occurred. Just opening her eyes and looking round, she was mortified when her gaze was met by that of the head teacher. Quickly Miss Dayton straightened up, again trying to hide her predicament. The head seemed bitterly disappointed and demanded to know why she was out in the corridor when there was a class left inside unattended. Miss Dayton simply muttered something about being about to go back inside. Clearly still annoyed the Head said how see would like to observe Miss Dayton’s performance, even if it was just for the close of the lesson. This was the worst possible scenario for Miss Dayton as she had been hoping to keep the class working while she sat behind her desk right up until she dismissed them. But now she would have to stand and teach properly forcing her to go through the effort of hiding her predicament, also there would be the added pressure of having the Head watch.
As she began to go through this process, the class listened attentively and the plenary was actually going rather well. The only issue was that she had to keep one hand massaging her stomach. The vast majority of the final 10 minutes passed of mostly without incident. The real crisis came with just a few minutes from the end. As is so often the case, it came when she was just at her most confident. With around 2 minutes until the end of the lesson, during a gap in her speech, Miss Dayton was hit with a massive cramp which forced her to stop talking. She instantly clutched her stomach and bent her knees. The class looked on expectantly as she battled with this cramp. After a while she let a wet, squelching and awfully loud fart, after a few sends the front few rows were already wrinkling their noses. Miss Dayton blushed deeply and made a sheepish apology to the class: ‘Oooh, it appears I've broken wind. So sorry.’ Seeing how embarrassed Miss Dayton was the Head, Mrs Morales, came to her aid.
‘it’s okay Miss Dayton, it happens to everyone, please continue.’ Still deeply embarrassed Miss Dayton continued for the last couple of minutes.
Embarrassment was, however the least of Miss Dayton’s problems: during the fart, she had soiled herself. There was now a sticky feeling between her colossal butt cheeks and this only served to intensify her need. At long last the end of the period came, Miss Dayton hurried the entire class out of the classroom. Just as she was about to leave herself and rush to the toilets, Mrs Morales asked if she could have a word.
‘I am so sorry Mrs Morales,’ began Miss Dayton ‘but I just have take a shit, can I not discuss this with you once I’ve been’
‘I won’t be keeping you, I just wanted to let you know how impressed I was that you kept your composure so well with your bowels under such obvious pres-’ Mrs Morales began to reply before she was cut off by a fart and a moan from the chunky figure of Miss Dayton.
‘Oh my god’ she exclaimed ‘it’s coming…I’m pooing my knickers!’
Miss Dayton stood there, mortified as she felt the mass of poop begin to shift out of her anus and into her panties ‘I’m so sorry’ she muttered through sobs to her boss, who simply stood there dumbfounded. As her poo began work its way into her knickers, her trousers began to tent out and the back. As the time wore on and the young, pretty, fat teacher expelled more and more waste the bulge began to grow to epic proportions. Within minutes it was the size of a football and the weight of the mass was beginning to drive down her trousers. All the while, as the huge amount of faecal matter moved from her bowel to panties, small farts could be heard. Occasionally, after having resigned herself to a fate of messy pants, she would take a break before bearing down a forcing out more poo. The size of the load was truly in epic proportions, by this point it looked as though her ass had doubled in size and become rather bumpy. It looked as though she had three football shoved down the back on her trousers.
At long last she finished expelling her load, Mrs Morales simply looked on in awe at the huge size of the bulge.
‘Wow’ Mrs Morales began ‘that is a LOT of shit’
‘sorry’ Miss Dayton mumbled starring at the floor ‘I’m really sorry but I still need to wee’ Miss Dayton has already embarrassed herself and so she saw no harm in admitting this as she rubbed her huge thighs together.
‘Just let it go, it’s not like you can make it much worse. Hey, I’ll join you.’ Miss Dayton was shocked at the head’s openness, but if she was honest the whole idea of letting go deliberately turned her on and she suspected Mrs Morales may feel the same. This trail of thought was cut short as she saw a wet patch blossom on the crotch of the head teacher. The wetness spread around the back of Morales’ arse and down her thighs, pooling in a puddle at her feet. She let out a long sigh of relief, at this direction Miss Dayton followed suit. She felt the wetness spread from between her legs, soaking the crotch of her panties and slowly moving down her shapely legs. When both teachers were finished, Mrs Morales suggested that the junior teacher clean herself up. As Miss Dayton turned and walked away, Morales could not help but admire the sight: those large shapely legs culminating in that gorgeous, massively bulging backside. The pants were so packed with poo that it was impossible to see where her body began and the poo ended. As Dayton turned to say good bye, Morales got one last look at those gorgeous tits. This had been a good lesson, thought Morales, she only felt sorry for Miss Dayton, already teased by students for her weight, having to walk to the staff room with her pants bulging to hugely.
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