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    Welcome to a session of the Toilet Violations Punishment Committee (TVPC) – this writer’s favorite fantasy. The story takes place in a high school not unlike other high schools. In this high school, however, there are strict rules regarding the toileting behavior of the school’s female students. Those who break the school toilet rules (including the rules against going to the bathroom in your pants) are brought before the TVPC to have their cases heard and their punishment given out if they are guilty. Meetings of the TVPC are called to order at 3:10 PM each school day in the TVPC meeting room – Room 222 of the high school. It should be noted that where this story takes place you need to be 18 in order to enter high school so all persons depicted, even though entirely fictional, are at least 18 years of age.

    My name is Arnold Ziffel and I’m chairman of the TVPC. What follows are the summary minutes of the TVPC meeting of October 8, 2013.

    As we begin this afternoon’s session of the Toilet Violations Punishment Committee (TVPC), we must first deal with a case from yesterday afternoon. Yesterday afternoon, our girls’ tennis team hosted a match against Westdale HS. Unfortunately, one of the girls on our team – Specifically, a gorgeous, blonde-haired sophomore named Anna – is accused of committing a toilet violation at the match. Faithful readers of the TVPC surely know that toilet violations by athletes and others representing the school are more serious than toilet violations that occur during the regular school day. Fortunately for Anna (a reserve on the tennis team), she didn’t have an accident at the match, but her toilet behavior yesterday was most definitely an embarrassment not only to herself but to her team and to our whole school. And that will certainly be reflected in Anna’s punishment is she’s found “Guilty.” She has, however, pleaded “Not Guilty.”

    As I read through a somewhat complicated Violation Report in this case, I see that it was not Anna, but a girl on the other team – specifically Danielle – who messed in her panties at yesterday’s tennis match. And while Danielle was in the girls’ room at the tennis match trying to clean herself up, Anna came in and proceeded to make a few derogatory comments to her.

    “You are charged with ‘Bathroom-Related Teasing’ and that’s while representing the school,” I tell the tall, blonde-haired beauty, “You are accused of making derogatory comments to a girl from the other team about soiling in her panties.” Asking Anna for her plea, she promptly answers “Not Guilty.” “I wasn’t teasing anybody,” she says emphatically, “I may have made a few comments, but I’d hardly call that teasing.” “I did go in there to use the bathroom,” Anna explains, “And I did see Danielle in there with a big mess in her tennis skirt.” “I could see that she was trying to clean herself up, but I really wasn’t paying much attention to her,” Anna continues, “As I said, I may have made a few comments to her, but it was nothing bad.”

    Her statement certainly raises more questions than it answers. “You say that you made comments to Danielle but it was nothing bad?” I ask Anna, “So what you’re telling me is that you said something nice to Danielle about her soiling herself?” She just looks at me puzzled. “Well, if you said something to Danielle and it wasn’t something bad, then it must have been something good that you said to her?” I clarify for Anna, “You had something nice to say – Maybe something comforting and reassuring – To Danielle about her accident?” “Maybe you tried to ease Danielle’s embarrassment about what happened?” I continue, “Maybe you told her that it wasn’t so bad, that accidents happen to everybody, and that everything was going to be alright?” “Are those the kind of things you said to her in the girls’ room yesterday?” I ask her directly. “Well, it’s not exactly like that, sir,” Anna answers reluctantly, “I just meant that I wasn’t really teasing her or anything like that.”

    Pausing a moment, I then ask the sophomore beauty, “What EXACTLY did you say?” But Anna just stands there with a blank look on her face. She looks more beautiful than ever with her perfectly toned physique and her flowing blonde hair, but she really doesn’t know how to answer my question. But I guess it’s more a rhetorical question than anything else. I already know what the beautiful Anna said in the girls’ room yesterday, because it’s all detailed right here in her Violation Report. “You told Danielle how disgusting she was,” I point out to Anna, “And you told her how much it all smelled.” “You told her that she should be ashamed of herself and you suggested a book on toilet training that she should read,” I continue, “And you suggested that she wear diapers until she was indeed toilet trained.” “And then, as you were washing your hands after you were done in there, you told Danielle that she was stinking up the whole bathroom.” I point out further, raising my voice a little, “That really sounds like bathroom-related teasing to me.”

    Anna certainly doesn’t know what to say now. If she admits to saying all that, she’d pretty much be admitting to her crime. But if she tried to deny it, she risks getting an additional punishment for lying to the TVPC. Danielle is not here at this meeting – I understand that she had food poisoning yesterday and is still sick today – But we do have a witness. Teddy, a pretty and very likeable senior honor student at our school was at the tennis match yesterday and in the girls’ room when all this occurred. Teddy quickly confirms that Anna did indeed say exactly what she’s accused of saying. “You also laughed at her, held your nose, said ‘eww’ a few times, and sarcastically told her ‘good luck cleaning THAT up!’” Teddy reminds Anna. “The poor girl got food poisoning at lunch or something and tried to play in the tennis match anyway,” Teddy explains, “Then she couldn’t get to the girls’ room fast enough during her match.” I’m told that after Teddy – Who is no slouch in the good looks department herself – Finished her own bathroom business in there, she was helping Danielle clean herself up. And I believe that, because it sounds like the kind of thing that Teddy would do. “How would you like it if that happened to you and someone treated you like you spoke to Danielle?” Teddy asks Anna point blank.

    “Well, I wouldn’t let it happen to me,” Anna snaps right back at Teddy. “It’s not exactly hard to NOT have an accident in your pants.” “You just go to the girls’ room and sit on the toilet when you have to,” Anna says, “You don’t just keep playing your match when you really have to poop like that.” “Well, I guess you don’t have to worry about that too much,” Teddy snaps right back at Anna, “You don’t actually play in too many matches, do you?” That last remark draws a reaction from the crowd and I must bang my gavel to maintain order. This particular issue is a sore point with some. Simply stated, Anna is a lot better looking than she is a tennis player. She’s not even a starting player on the team, yet she gets most of the attention due to her stunning good looks. That’s not really Anna’s fault, but a lot of people don’t think all the attention she gets is fair.

    But that’s not an issue for the TVPC to decide. I, of course, direct the attention back to the issue at hand and that, of course, is Anna’s toilet violation. Reluctantly, Anna now admits that she did say all those things – Including those that Teddy overheard. “You just don’t understand, sir,” Anna speaks in her defense, “She was wearing this all-white tennis outfit and she just had like this completely huge accident.” “I mean it was like the worst mess that I had ever seen and it just smelled awful, too,” she continues, “She was stinking up the whole girls’ room with that.” “I just went in there to take a quick piss and I’m like gagging from the smell,” Anna adds. “You went in there to take a WHAT?” I ask her. “I went in there to take a piss,” Anna repeats, “I just had to take a piss and that whole bathroom stunk from that girl’s mess.” “You had to take a WHAT?” I ask her again, this time in a decidedly angrier tone. This time Anna just stands there puzzled. “URINATE!” I yell at her, “You went in there to URINATE!” “And to help you remember that, you can write the word ‘Urinate’ 500 times,” I tell her. “Proper young ladies do NOT piss, they URINATE,” I remind her. With that she rolls her eyes at me. They’re beautiful sparkling blue eyes to be sure, but I certainly don’t appreciate the attitude that comes with rolling them. “Alright Anna,” I tell her, “Now you’ll write it 500 times on the blackboard after school.” “Yes sir,” she tells me dejectedly, this time minus the attitude. That punishment is, of course, in addition to the punishment she’s about to get for the teasing.

    Moving on to that punishment, I decide to get a little creative. Of course, she’ll have to write Danielle an apology and that apology will be one of at least 2,500 words. “But we also need to send a message to other schools that we don’t tolerate that kind of behavior from one of our tennis players,” I tell Anna and note for the record, “So the rest of your punishment will take place at the next tennis match on Friday.” “You’ll spend the entire afternoon standing near the entrance to the girls’ room facing the wall,” I tell the tall, blonde beauty, “And you’ll wear a sign on your back stating, ‘I tease other girls in the girls’ room.’” “If you have to use the bathroom, you may go into the girls’ room and go,” I stipulate, “But other than that, I want your nose touching the wall all afternoon.” “And I want you to think about what Teddy said,” I lecture her, “How would you like it if you had an accident and someone said all those things to you?” “I wouldn’t – Have an accident that is,” Anna answers arrogantly.” “It better not,” I warn her, “Because I’ll remember what you said this time.”

    Like most days at the TVPC, we have several cases today of girls soiling in their panties. Two of these cases are being brought by Miss Musso, our sexy cheerleading coach, so we’ll deal with those first.

    First, we have Krista, a pretty junior brunette. Krista is a member of our Field Hockey team but her accident today apparently has nothing to do with Field Hockey. “She didn’t dress for gym class this afternoon,” reports Miss Musso, who is also a gym teacher, “She said she forgot her gym clothes today.” “But something was really suspicious about that,” Miss Musso continues, “Krista never forgets her gym clothes.” “So I went over to check on her and something definitely was suspicious,” the sexy gym teacher explains, “And eventually I had to ask her to come with me to the locker room for a panty inspection.” Krista then tried to change the subject and distract me,” Miss Musso explains further, “That’s when I knew she had something in her panties that she didn’t want me to see.”

    “Yes, I had an accident,” the junior beauty ashamedly admits when attention turns to her, “It isn’t a lot in my panties but it’s definitely an accident.” Krista goes on to tell us that it happened in study hall the period before. “I guess I should have gone between classes before going to study hall,” she admits, “I guess it was stupid of me to wait until I knew I had to go bad.” “But I hate going in the passing time between classes,” she continues, “It’s always so crowded in the girls’ room then and you have to hurry so you’re not late for your next class.” “In fact, it’s about impossible to have a bowel movement, wipe yourself properly, and do all that you need to do and still get to your next class on time,” Krista adds. “So I figured I’d wait and go during study hall,” she continues, “It’s nice to be able to sit down and do what you need to do when the girls’ room is quiet and you’re not rushed.” Unfortunately, as Krista tells it, a lot of girls needed a bathroom pass in study hall today. “I couldn’t believe it,” she says, “But by the time I put my name on the list for the girls’ room pass, there were like 8 girls ahead of me.” “So I had to wait until they all went and came back before I could go,” she continues, “And I think they all had to go BM, too, because it seemed like they were taking forever.”

    “By the time I got the chance to go, it was already too late,” Krista tells us, a clear look of embarrassment on her face. “I mean, I did get there in time to do most of it in the toilet,” she clarifies, “But unfortunately I did do quite a bit of it in my pants, too.” “I can’t believe that I messed in my panties again,” she says, looking about ready to cry. Why does this keep happening to me?” she asks herself. She had a prior panty-soiling back in September – That one a case of her History teacher (Mr. Feeney) not letting her go during class.

    Bringing Krista back to the subject of today’s panty-soiling accident, she explains that she did the rest in the toilet and then tried to clean herself up as best she could. “I wiped quite a bit out of my panties with toilet paper,” she explains, “But you can only do so much with just regular toilet paper in a girls’ room at school.” “I still had a smeared mess in my panties,” the pretty and energetic brunette tells us, “And everyone was going to see it in the locker room when I changed for gym class next period.”

    “So you lied and said you forgot her gym stuff?” Miss Musso asks her. “Yes Ma’am,” Krista acknowledges, “I figured not changing for gym was the only way to avoid being caught with the mess in my panties.” “I figured I’d just say that I forgot my gym stuff,” she tells me, “I never figured that Miss Musso would catch me anyway.” “Well, Miss Musso has lots of experience with panty-soiling accidents,” I tell her, “In fact, I’m pretty sure than no one on our stuff is more familiar with panty-soilings than Miss Musso is.”

    “Am I going to get another toilet violation for lying about not having my gym clothes?” she asks me. “Well, you won’t get another TOILET violation,” I assure her, “But I’m pretty sure, you’re still going to get a punishment from Miss Musso on that.” “You’ll still have to do the punishment writing for being unprepared for gym class,” Miss Musso explains to her, “That’s going to be a writing punishment – 100 times.” That answered, I then give the friendly and likeable junior her punishment for panty-soiling. Like she mentioned, it’s her 2nd time this school year. For that she’ll have to write “I will not soil my panties in school again” 200 times and serve 2 days in detention.

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    Coach Musso’s 2nd case this afternoon concerns Charlene, a petite and pretty honor student. Unlike Krista, the load in Charlene’s pants is a major one. “That’s quite a mess for a girl your size,” I point out to the red-haired beauty. “I did the whole thing in my pants – I couldn’t hold any of it in,” she says as she breaks down in tears. “But it wasn’t my fault,” she tells us, “It just wasn’t my fault.”

    I turn first to Coach Musso to get the facts of this case. “It was during 8th period just a little while ago,” she reports, “I didn’t have a class 8th period, so I went upstairs to use the Science Wing girls’ room.” Faithful readers of the TVPC should know that Coach Musso is banned from the faculty restrooms and must instead use the student girls’ rooms. “As I was sitting there doing my own business, I heard what sounded like crying coming from one of the other stalls,” the sexy teacher and coach explains, “So after I was done wiping myself and washing my hands, I went over to see what was going on.” “That’s when I found Charlene sitting there on the toilet crying,” Miss Musso explains further, “And obviously she was crying because she had a mess in her pants – A very bad mess.”

    “It wasn’t my fault,” Charlene repeats her earlier statement, “I know the last time I had a mess it was because I waited too long and didn’t go to the girls’ room when I should have, but not this time.” “I wanted to go to the girls’ room this time,” she says, “I was begging Miss Robinson for a pass to go to the girls’ room but she just wouldn’t let me go.” “I told her that I needed to go,” Charlene continues, “I told her that I needed to go really bad.” “I told her that unless she let me go, I was going to have an accident,” she goes on, crying as she speaks, “But still she wouldn’t give me a pass to go to the girls’ room.” “And then I really did have an accident,” she says as she breaks down sobbing into her hands.

    It seems odd, but apparently Miss Robinson didn’t actually file the Violation Report against Charlene in this case. I mean, did she not notice her having an accident as big as this. Kudos go out to Miss Musso for being alert enough to catch her with the accident in the girls’ room. “I don’t know what Charlene was intending to do,” Miss Musso reports, “She was just sitting there on the toilet crying, not really sure what to do about the mess she had.” She also notes that the poor girl was sitting directly on the toilet itself. “My behind was all messy and stuff,” she explains, “I didn’t want to sit down on the toilet seat and get it messed up.” “I thought that I should mention that,” Miss Musso adds, “At least she didn’t make it worse by messing on the toilet seat.” That’s a good point but Charlene is also facing an additional charge – Specifically, “Being Late for Class for Bathroom Purposes.” It seems that the she spent a good portion of 8th period just sitting there in the girls’ room crying before Miss Musso found her, wrote her up for the panty-soiling, and then sent her on to class.”

    “I really didn’t want to pile on the poor girl – She’s really a nice young lady and a good student, too,” reports Miss Spellman, her 8th period Math teacher, “But name missed about half of my class today.” “I certainly felt sorry for her walking into class bow-legged with a mess like that,” the pretty and very kind Math teacher explains, “But I really had to file a Violation Report since she missed so much class time.”

    “My parents are going to kill me for this,” Charlene reveals as the tears continue to fall. “I just got done being grounded for the last one and now this,” she says, “I’m going to be grounded for like forever this time.” Charlene goes on to remind us that she’s had some accident problems in the past – Like in her freshman year and especially when she was a sophomore. “But I’ve been trying really hard to do better,” the pretty redhead tells us, “Last year, I only had one accident the whole school year.” “But this already my second one this year and this is a really bad one,” she continues, “My parents are going to kill me for this.” “They really hate it when I have accidents,” she explains, “They’re not going to care that it was only because Miss Robinson wouldn’t let me go to the girls’ room.” “They’re just going to care that I had another accident,” Charlene explains further, “They say that there’s no excuse for a girl my age having an accident – Especially in school.” Miss Robinson explains that she wouldn’t give Charlene a pass to go to the girls’ room because the girl hadn’t done her homework the night before. “All the girls know that they only get passes if they do what they’re supposed to do in class,” she tells us, “They know that if they don’t do their homework, they don’t get toilet privileges from me.” The beautiful young Science teacher also explains that she was busy with other students as the class ended and that’s probably why she didn’t notice that Charlene had had an accident in class.

    That clarified, we can now move on to Charlene’s punishment for this. As noted, it’s her 2nd panty-soiling offense (and she also has a violation for once using too much toilet paper), but given the severity of her accident today, more than the usual dose of punishment is in order here. I sentence her to write “I will not soil my panties in school again” 300 times and to serve 3 days in detention. And for being so late to Math class with Miss Spellman, she’ll also have to write “I will not be late for class for bathroom purposes again” 200 times and she’ll have to serve 2 additional days in detention. All that won’t be pleasant to be sure, but I think what she dreads most is having to clean up the mess when she gets home and then telling her parents about it.

    Next on the agenda is another panty-soiling case, this one brought by Mrs. Garrett, a cafeteria monitor. It concerns Kerri, a quiet and studious sophomore, who is accused of soiling in her panties in the school cafeteria during lunchtime today. It’s only her first accident of the school year, but having prior toilet-related offenses (for sneaking into the nurse’s office bathroom to have a bowel movement and sneaking off school grounds at lunchtime to have a bowel movement), she is not entitled to let off with just a warning.

    “I saw a bunch of girls reacting to something and causing a bit of a commotion at one of the lunch tables,” Mrs. Garrett explains, “So obviously I went over to check on what was going on.” “I saw that the girls were reacting to the smell of someone messing in their panties,” she explains further, “And I saw Kerri sitting there crying – Obviously, she was the one who messed in her pants.” “I’m sorry, Kerri,” she tells the girl, “But when you need to do that, you need to go to the girls’ room instead of doing it in your pants.” “When you don’t go to the girls’ room when you need to, you end up with accidents in your pants like this,” she further tells the pretty but socially awkward brunette, “Those are just THE FACTS OF LIFE.” “You’re a pretty girl Kerri, but if you want to attract the boys like your sister, you really need to do better with your toilet habits,” Mrs. Garrett continues, “I don’t think the boys want to date a girl that messes in her panties like that.” “You need to learn to do your bowel movements in the toilet ALL the time,” she advises the bright but toilet-troubled Kerri, “You might say it’s one of the 8 SIMPLE RULES FOR DATING…….” I cut Mrs. Garrett off before she finishes that – As we’re starting to drift away from the matter at hand. Actually, I don’t think she could ever do as well with the boys as her sister Bridget – An utterly gorgeous senior blonde – But Kerri could certainly do better than she does now.” I note that Kerri had 5 panty-soilings, including 2 doubleheaders, last year as a freshman.

    Though it’s only her first accident of the school year, I really don’t like it when girls having soiling accidents in the cafeteria at lunchtime. Not only is it rude for a girl to do this while others are eating, there really is no excuse for it to happen in the school cafeteria. “There’s a girls’ room right across the hall from the cafeteria,” I remind Kerri, “It’s there so girls can go to the bathroom freely on their lunch period.” “You don’t even have to ask permission to go use it,” I remind her further, “All you have to do is walk across the hall and do your business in there.” “Yes sir,” Kerri assures me, indicating that she understands. But an explanation of how she managed to mess in her pants with a girls’ room so easily accessible is not immediately forthcoming.

    “I think I can explain what happened,” chimes in Miss Mars, a gym teacher, who was helping to supervise the cafeteria that period. “I was on hall duty between the cafeteria and the girls’ room,” the very pretty gym teacher explains, “You know, I was the one responsible for making sure the girls going between the cafeteria and the girls’ room don’t leave the area.” “Kerri asked me for a pass to go upstairs,” Miss Mars reports, “She told me that she wanted to use the girls’ room up on the 2nd floor.” “I told Kerri that she had to use the girls’ room right there, but she didn’t want to,” she reports further, “Kerri told me that she had to poop and that she didn’t want to do it in that particular girls’ room.” “She told me that the girls’ room there by the cafeteria was just too crowded and hectic during the lunch periods,” the gym teacher and great friend of the TVPC continues, “She says she can’t handle going poop in a bathroom with so many other girls around.” “Of course, I told Kerri that this was the girls’ room she needed to use,” Miss Mars continues, “And that was regardless of which particular function she needed to do.” “I just assumed that she was going to be alright because eventually she did go into the girls’ room down there,” Miss Mars points out, “But judging by the mess she’s got in her pants now, she obviously didn’t do what she needed to do.”

    “I went in there and peed,” Kerri then explains, “But I didn’t do the other.” “But obviously you did have to do the other,” I lecture her, “Obviously, you needed to do the other really bad if you messed in your pants just a little while later.” I try to point out to her how foolish it was of her to be sitting on the toilet but not to do what she needed to do. “Honestly, sir – I wanted to go poop in there,” Kerri tells me, “I really was going to go poop when I went in there.” “But I just couldn’t do it – Not with the whole bathroom full of girls as it was,” she tells me further, “I wanted to go – I knew that I had to go – But I just couldn’t.” “I just wanted to go to the bathroom upstairs where it wasn’t so crowded,” she says, teary-eyed, “If only Miss Mars would have let me go and use the 2nd Floor girls’ room, none of this would have happened.” “Well, that’s what the rules call for,” I explain sternly, “The girls’ room down by the cafeteria is there so girls can use it on their lunch period and that’s the girls’ room you should have used.” “And obviously the toilets down there can handle your bowel movements as well as you just urinating,” I add.

    Since it’s only her first panty-soiling of the year, her punishment need not be severe. At first, I just give her the standard punishment for that – An hour of detention and having to write, “I will not soil my panties in school again” 100 times. But unfortunately for Kerri, her punishment is not going to end there – At least not this year. “Unfortunately Kerri, this year we’re instituting a crackdown on girls messing in their panties in the cafeteria at lunchtime,” I tell her, “A girl should be able to eat her lunch in there without having to smell another girl’s soiling accident.” I then tell the toilet-troubled honor student about something we call the “Wall of Shame.” “You’ll write a 500 word letter of apology to your fellow students,” I tell Kerri, “And we’ll post it on the cafeteria wall for them to read.” “It stays on the ‘Wall of Shame’ for 1 week,” I point out. “Next time you mess in your pants in the cafeteria at lunchtime, it’s 1,000 words and it stays on the wall for a whole month,” I warn her, “And for your 3rd offense, it’s 2,000 words and it stays on the wall for the rest of the school year.” And then I tell Kerri about the “Shame Table” in the corner of the cafeteria. “We have a table set up in there for girls who soil their panties in the cafeteria at lunchtime,” I tell her, “Since this is your first offense, you’ll spend the next week sitting at that table.” “For a 2nd offense, you have to sit at that table for a month,” I warn her, “And for a 3rd offense, you sit there for the rest of the school year.” A visibly upset Kerri is then dismissed to the detention section of our TVPC committee room.

    “And after that we make you eat lunch sitting on the toilet,” chimes in a voice from the back of the room. That voice belongs to Darlene, a bright but underachieving sophomore, well-known throughout the school for her sarcasm. She is serving detention today for making sarcastic comments yesterday while her sister Becky was using the toilet. As I motion for Darlene to take the podium, I think she already regrets saying what she said. “I’m sorry sir – I just couldn’t resist,” she tells me contritely. “Do you have a problem with us cracking down on girls who mess themselves at lunch?” I ask her. “No sir,” she assures me adamantly, “I think it’s really gross when girls do that.” “I really don’t like going #2 in the girls’ room by the cafeteria, either,” she points out, “But I would always do that before I would take a dump in my pants.”

    Normally, a girl would get a writing assignment for calling out at a TVPC meeting like that, but this time I have a better idea. “You and Kerri have the same lunch period, don’t you?” I ask her. Darlene tells me that she does. “Good,” I tell her, “So now you can join her for the next week sitting at the ‘Shame Table’ at lunch.” Darlene immediately protests the punishment. “People are going to think I messed in my panties like Kerri did,” she complains, “People are going to think I’m like Becky with that.” “Well then, that’s a problem for you isn’t it,” I tell her sarcastically, “So maybe next time you’ll think twice before calling out sarcastically at a TVPC like you did.” “I’d rather do a writing assignment than sit at the panty-poopers table,” Darlene tells me, a tinge of anger in her voice. “You’re going to get both if you don’t watch yourself,” I warn her. Wisely, she decides that she has nothing more to say as she returns to her seat in detention.

    I next call the name of Dorothy Jane, a shy, introspective junior. She is charged with “Leaving Class Without Permission to Use the Girls’ Room.” Most of our teachers do allow girls to go during class time – At least, if a girl doesn’t ask to go too often – But faithful readers of the TVPC know that this is strictly up to the individual teacher. Some teachers, as we’ve learned over the years, simply will not give a girl a girls’ room pass no matter how much a girl pleads for one. One such teacher is Mr. Feeney – Certainly one of our best teachers but also one of our strictest. “Class time is for learning,” he always says, “Girls need to take care of the personal business on their own time.”

    Apparently, it was in Mr. Feeney’s History class 4th period today that Dorothy Jane left class and went to the girls’ room without getting permission to do so. “I told Mr. Feeney that I had to go – I told him that I was desperate,” Dorothy Jane tells us, “But still he wouldn’t give me a pass to go to the girls’ room.” “I told him that I had to go both ways,” the shy but articulate honor student explains, “I told him that I was going to go both ways in my pants pretty soon if he didn’t let me go,” she points out, “But still he just refused to let me go.” I’m afraid that’s quite a familiar story with Mr. Feeney. As I noted, he never lets girls go during class time. “I’m sorry I went to the girls’ room without permission – I know we’re not supposed to do that,” Dorothy Jane continues. “But I was just really desperate – I was totally desperate,” she goes on, “I really would have gone in my pants if I didn’t go to the girls’ room right then.” “I thought for a while I could make it – It was near the end of class and I was ALMOST HOME,” she adds, “But all of a sudden I realized that I just wasn’t going to make it.”

    “But the bottom line is that you did go to the girls’ room without permission?” I ask her, “You went to the girls’ room even though Mr. Feeney said that you couldn’t?” “Yes sir,” Dorothy Jane answers dejectedly. “But I only did it because I just couldn’t wait any longer,” she says, “I just didn’t want to go in my pants – Especially not both ways.” “I just wanted to go to the girls’ room and use the toilet,” the junior cutie goes on, “That’s where we’re supposed to do it when we have to go, isn’t it?” “Indeed it is, young lady – The toilet in the girls’ room is indeed WHERE you’re supposed to do it,” Mr. Feeney then meticulously explains, “But the problem we have here is an issue with WHEN you’re supposed to do it.” “WHEN you can go use the toilet is before class or after class,” the ever strict History teacher tells her, “But class time is for something else entirely.”

    “But during class IS WHEN I had to go,” Dorothy Jane quickly responds, “I had to go really bad and I just couldn’t wait until class was over.” “I just didn’t want to mess in my panties again,” she laments, “And this time it would have been worse since I had to go both ways.” She goes on to remind us that that happened in Mr. Feeney’s class as well. “Mr. Feeney wouldn’t let me go to the girls’ room then, either,” she tells us, “So I tried to hold it in as best I could and eventually I ended up messing in my panties.” “I just didn’t want to do that again,” she repeats. “I’m sorry that I went to the girls’ room without permission,” she also repeats, “But I just couldn’t wait.”

    Mrs. Johns, who was monitoring the Main Corridor girls’ room 4th period this afternoon, confirms Dorothy Jane’s assertion. “All of a sudden, Dorothy Jane just comes running into the girls’ room,” our ace bathroom monitor reports, “And she was already undoing her pants as she was running for the stall.” “She was so desperate that she didn’t even bother to close the stall door,” Mrs. Johns reports further, “She just ripped down her panties, plopped her butt down on the seat, and she started going.” “And boy did she go,” Mrs. Johns continues, “She peed for what seemed like forever and that obviously wasn’t the only thing that she did.” “You should have seen the look of relief on Dorothy Janes’s face,” she adds, “I could see the whole thing because, like I said, she left the stall door open.” That’s quite a departure for the usually shy – And particularly toilet-shy – junior honor student.

    “I have no doubt that you were desperate to go,” I then tell Dorothy Jane, “But no matter how bad you had to go, we can’t allow girls to leave class without the proper permission.” “In fact, this isn’t just a minor offense,” I explain to her, “You’d actually have been better off if you’d have just gone in your pants – At least in terms of your punishment.” Mr. Feeney urges us to place her on toilet suspension for this, but that’s to be expected from him. He always argues for the most severe punishment whenever he has a girl before the TVPC. But I quickly assure a very worried Dorothy Jane that a toilet suspension is clearly not in order here. I check with Mr. Feeney to confirm the exact circumstances by which Dorothy Jane left class. Mr. Feeney confirms that she was especially polite about it – Saying “I’m sorry, Mr. Feeney, but I really have to go” as she left. Had she been disrespectful about that, I may have considered a toilet suspension, but obviously that’s not the case. But that doesn’t mean that she will get off easy. As I noted, “Leaving Class Without Permission to Use the Girls’ Room” is not only a minor offense. She’ll have to write “I will not leave class without permission to use the girls’ room again” 500 times and to serve a week in detention.

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    • #3
      Toilet Violations Punishment Committee

      The last matter before the TVPC is the result of a TVPC investigation into an incident that occurred at lunchtime today. “It really didn’t take much of an investigation,” reports Miss Mars who took charge of the matter for us. “It was all over the school who did it,” Miss Mars reports further, “I mean, the 2 of them were practically bragging about it for Pete’s sake.” The 2 to which Miss Mars refers are Freddy and Gibby – 2 boys who apparently decided to play a little prank in the girls’ room today.

      “Really, boys?” I ask them, “Is putting cellophane wrap on the toilets in the girls’ room the best you could come up with?” “Cellophaning” the toilets is a familiar prank at our school. A girl sits down on the toilet seat not realizing that cellophane wrap is stretched over the toilet thereby blocking anything from going into the toilet. Then when she starts to relieve herself, it has nowhere to go. Urine usually runs down the front of the toilet oftentimes wetting a girl’s pants in the process while fecal matter usually just piles up on the cellophane oftentimes smearing all over the girl’s backside in the process. “Come on, guys,” I admonish them, “Not that I condone bathroom pranks of any sort, but if you are going to pull one, I’d think you’d come up with something more original than this.” Original or not, Freddy and Gibby are left giggling at the hilarity of their prank. Prudence (or Pru, for short) and Tatianna, victims of the prank, don’t think it’s funny

      “Do you think this is fucking funny?!” Pru screams at them. Pru is an outspoken senior brunette who doesn’t like to mince words. She certainly has her friends – Quite frankly, she’s way too pretty not to be popular – But many are not CHARMED by her personality. “Just look at this!” Pru yells at the boys some more as she turns and shows the very wet seat of her jeans, “Look what you assholes made me do.” She then apologizes for her choice of language. “I’m sorry, sir,” Pru tells me. “But it just makes me so mad,” she says, “And to see them just laughing about it makes me want to strangle them.” “I gotta pee really badly so I go in there and sit down to do it,” the pretty senior continues angrily, “So then I start peeing and it feels good to get relief.” “But then I realize that it’s not going in the toilet,” she explains, “It’s rolling down the front of the toilet and into my pants.” “I hope you get put on toilet suspension for a month,” she yells at Freddy and Gibby, “Then maybe you’ll know what it’s like to go through the day in wet pants.” With that last statement she once again turns and shows us the wet butt on her jeans. “If it were up to me, you’d have to lick it up off the floor!” she continues yelling at the boys.

      With that, I have to bang my gavel. “There is no need for comments like that,” I admonish her. “I’m sorry, sir,” she apologizes again, “But I just wanted to pee in the toilet and now all this happens.” “I mean, they’re the ones that put the cellophane there and made all this happen,” she explains angrily, “And I’m the one who gets a Violation Report for going on the floor.” “And I get another Violation Report for wetting my pants, too,” Pru complains as she holds up her Violation Reports, “I haven’t wet my pants since I was in 2nd grade and now I get a charge for that and it wasn’t even my fault.” “And now I’ll probably get another charge for cursing at a TVPC meeting,” she goes on, “All because those f..f..f..fidiots put cellophane over the toilet.” “Well, we’ll see what we can do about those charges,” I tell Pru, trying to calm her down a bit, “I just want to find out what happened first.”

      Next, I turn my attention to Tatianna, another victim of Freddy and Gibby’s prank this afternoon. “Freddy and Gibby shouldn’t even have been in the girls’ room in the first place,” Tatianna, a petite sophomore cheerleader, points out, “I don’t want them in the girls’ room when I have to go – Especially when I have to take a you know what.” “And messing up the toilets like that only makes it worse,” she says. Well, that much is obvious, but I press Tatianna for an explanation of what specifically happened to her. Apparently, she had different business to take care of in the girls’ room today.

      “I really don’t like doing that at school but today I had to go really bad so I didn’t have a choice,” the sophomore cutie tells us, “So I sat down and start to push and it starts coming out.” “But then all of a sudden it feels like my um … um … stuff is like pushing back against me,” she says, “I was sitting in my own stuff and it was a real lot, too.” “I felt just like I had gone in my panties but instead of panties it was on the cellophane,” she explains, “But it felt the same way just like I had had an accident.” “I mean, I didn’t have any messed panties to clean out, but the mess was all over my behind just the same,” Tatianna explains further, “Wiping myself afterwards was just like having to wipe myself clean after having an accident.” “It was horrible,” she adds, “You wouldn’t believe how much toilet paper I had to use to wipe myself.”

      I note that Tatianna has been charged with “Late For Class for Bathroom Purposes” and “Clogging the Toilet.” The latter offense being a “Category #3 clogging – That is, clogging with toilet paper only. “It took me so long to wipe myself after that that I was late for my next class,” the shy sophomore explains, “And I had to use so much toilet paper that it clogged the toilet when I tried to flush it.” “It looks like Tatianna only urinated a little bit,” Miss Mars adds, “The weight of her bowel movement indented the cellophane a bit and what little urination she did seemed to settle there.” “That’s right,” Tatianna tells us, “I only had to pee a little bit then.” “I had just been to the girls’ room a little while earlier to pee,” she explains, “But I didn’t go #2 because I was still hoping that I could hold it in until I got home.” “But then I realized that I had to go bad and wasn’t going to make it that long,” she explains further, “So I went back to the girls’ room to do the other, too.” “I’d say that it was a good thing that you did,” Miss Mars chimes in, “It looks like you really had to go – That was quite a load you left sitting on the cellophane.”

      “I’d like to stick Freddy’s and Gibby’s face into that pile,” Pru angrily chimes back in, “It’s there fault that it was there, so I say stick their faces in it.” “Enough!” I tell her angrily, as I bang my gavel, “I realize that you’re angry but there’s no call for comments like that.” Miss Mars also points out that our 2 pranksters “cellophaned” a 3rd toilet but it was discovered before it could claim another victim. “The first 2 incidents created quite a commotion in there and all around school,” the pretty, young gym teacher reports, “By then, pretty much every girl in the school was checking the toilet before she sat down to go.”

      Turning my attention now to Freddy and Gibby, the boys are now suddenly apologetic about what they did to the girls. “We’re sorry,” Gibby says to Tatianna, “We really didn’t mean to get you with this.” “We’re sorry about what we did to you, too,” he says to Pru, “We were actually trying to get someone else.” “We were trying to get Sam with this,” Freddy then explains, “Sam was our target and I guess we got Tatianna and Pru instead.” “We know that Sam always goes in there to pee at lunchtime and that she likes the stalls farthest away from the door,” Freddy explains further, “So Gibby and I went in there beforehand and put cellophane down on the 3 toilets farthest from the door.” “We were hoping Sam would sit down and pee and well, we were hoping what happened to Pru would happen to Sam instead,” Gibby tells us.

      Sam is a pretty but often loud and obnoxious senior who is frequently in trouble – Although more for regular disciplinary stuff than for toilet-related offenses. She’s with us today, though, serving detention for discarding a tampon on the floor in the girls’ locker room bathroom. Sam tells us that she got in trouble in Miss Sherwood’s class earlier today and was still in the Principal’s office at lunchtime. “I was in the Principal’s office, jugheads,” she tells Freddy and Gibby. “I got to pee in the Principal’s bathroom today,” she tells them, a bit of pride in her voice.

      Actually, I’m not at all surprised that someone would want to pull a stunt like this on Sam – There are a lot of students who would want to get revenge on Sam for one reason or another – But I’m surprised that it would be Freddy and Gibby. “Aren’t you guys friends with Sam?” I ask them, “Aren’t the 3 of you and Carly always hanging around together?” “In fact, aren’t you both a part of that webshow that Sam does with Carly?” I also ask them. Carly, a sweet and likeable honor student is no doubt Sam’s best friend. It’s a peculiar friendship, though, as the 2 of them are polar opposites of each other. “Yeah – We’re kind of all friends,” Freddy then explains, “It’s just that we thought we had to teach Sam a lesson.” “That is, Freddy and Gibby thought they had to teach Sam a lesson,” Carly chimes in, “I had nothing to do with this.” “Duly noted,” I tell the pretty brunette with a smile, “I didn’t think it was something you’d do anyway.”

      “It’s just that Carly wet her pants on a rollercoaster ride last weekend,” Gibby then explains, “And Sam was really teasing her about it.” “Man, were Carly’s pants soaked after that ride,” Gibby recalls, “And Sam was really letting her hear about it.” His comments evoke a surprised reaction from many of us in the committee room – Not the least of which is Carly. “Thanks Gibby,” Carly says sarcastically, “Now everyone knows about me wetting my pants.” “The thing is that Carly was really embarrassed about what happened but Sam wouldn’t let up teasing her,” Freddy chimes in, “She just kept teasing and teasing Carly all afternoon.” “We wanted to teach Sam a lesson,” he continues, “We wanted Sam to have wet pants, too.” “So you guys decide to help Sam wet her pants via cellophane over the toilet?” I ask them. “Yes sir,” both Freddy and Gibby answer, almost in unison. “We did it for Carly,” Freddy adds. “Gee thanks, Freddy,” Carly sarcastically thanks him, too. “Last Saturday only the 3 of you knew that I wet my pants,” she tells him, “Now the whole school is going to know about it.” “Thanks Freddy,” Carly tells him again. “I guess we didn’t think about that,” he tells her. “No kidding!” Carly says.

      Getting back to TVPC matters, I turn my attention back to Pru. Immediately, I dismiss the 2 charges against her. “Obviously, you didn’t wet your pants,” I tell her, “And obviously, you didn’t actually urinate on the floor.” “None of that was your fault,” I explain, “So there’s certainly no reason you have to be punished for that.” “Thank you sir,” she tells me with a relieved look on her face. But before she thanks me too much, I also have some bad news for her. “Actually USING a toilet covered in cellophane was your fault, though,” I then explain, “And I’m afraid I will have to punish you for that.” As faithful readers of the TVPC surely know, girls at this school are only permitted to use toilets that are functioning properly. Toilets with cellophane covering them are obviously not properly useable toilets. As I explain this to her, Pru is just staring at me puzzled. “You should have been more careful,” I tell her, “You should have noticed that the cellophane was there.” “You should have used another toilet instead,” I explain, “Or you should have at least removed the cellophane before you sat down and urinated.”

      Still, this is not a serious offense. Accordingly, I sentence Pru to an hour of detention and to write “I will not urinate in a non-properly functioning toilet again” 100 times. And there is also the matter of her using profanity at our TVPC meeting today. For that, she’ll have to write, “I will not use profanity at meetings of the Toilet Violations Punishment Committee again” 100 times. “That’s the lightest punishment I’ve ever given for dropping the F-Bomb at a TVPC meeting,” I tell Pru, “Sometimes girls get 1,000 times for doing that.” “Thank you, sir,” she tells me as she turns to leave the podium. She’s still glaring at Freddie and Gibby angrily as she does.

      Moving on to Tatianna, she’s in a bit more trouble. “Obviously, you used a non-properly functioning toilet as well,” I explain to her, “So that same admonition applies to you just as it does to Pru.” “But I’m afraid you did a bowel movement in a non-properly functioning toilet,” I explain further, “That’s a bit more serious than just urinating in one.” I also note that she already has 2 prior toilet offenses this school year – Both of them for soiling in her panties. For punishment, she’ll have to serve 2 hours in detention and write “I will not defecate in a non-properly functioning toilet again” 250 times. “And as for your other charges, we can excuse you for being late to class,” I tell the sophomore cutie, “The big, onerous wiping job that you had to do in the girls’ room was obviously beyond your control.” “But clogging the toilet is a different matter,” I point out, “That was indeed your fault.” “I know you had to use a lot of toilet paper,” I tell her sympathetically, “But by your age, you should have enough experience using the toilet to know how much toilet paper you can flush at once.” Clogging the toilet with toilet paper only is a “Category #3” clogging – that’s a bit more serious than clogging with fecal matter only (that’s a Category #1) and clogging with fecal matter and toilet paper combined (that’s a Category #2). Still, it’s not as serious as some other ways you can clog a toilet – The most serious being clogging it by trying to flush down soiled panties. As punishment for this, Tatianna will have to write “I will not clog the toilet in the girls’ room in school again” 250 times. She’ll also have to serve 3 days detention. “I guess that’s not so bad,” she says as she leaves the podium. She, too, just glares at our 2 pranksters angrily.

      And finally, I move on to our 2 pranksters – Freddie and Gibby. “Your conduct is unacceptable,” I tell the 2 boys angrily, “Cellophaning 3 toilets in the girls’ room was a stupid thing to do and obviously you caused quite a problem for those 2 poor girls.” “And as Tatianna pointed out, you shouldn’t even have been in the girls’ room in the first place,” I lecture them, “You obviously deserve to be punished quite severely for this.” As I look across the table, I see Pru and Tatianna standing there eagerly waiting to learn what Freddy’s and Gibby’s punishment is going to be. But I have some bad news for them. As faithful readers of the TVPC should know, this is simply not a matter for the TVPC – At least not this TVPC! “I’m sorry girls,” I tell them, “But this TVPC only has the power to punish girls for toilet violations.” “I’m afraid we simply don’t have the authority to punish the boys,” I explain, “It may not seem right some times but we only have the power to punish the girls.”

      “Well then, there should be a TVPC that does punish the boys,” Pru suggests and Tatianna nods her head in agreement with that. “It’s really not fair that we have to get punished for this while Freddie and Gibby get off scott free,” Pru continues in an angry but controlled ton, “They’re certainly more guilty than us, but only we get punished.” “How is that fair?” she asks. “I don’t think it is fair,” I acknowledge, “But as I noted before, I really don’t have the power to change that.” “There used to be a branch of the TVPC that punished boys as well as the girls,” I point out, “And they did a great job.” “But that TVPC just hasn’t been meeting lately,” I tell them, “BOY, I SURE WISH THAT OTHER TVPC WOULD START HAVING MEETINGS AGAIN.”

      So concludes another session of the Toilet Violations Punishment Committee. Meeting adjourned at 3:59 PM.

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      • #4
        Grace an investigator?

        Wow how the tables have turned. having Grace look for panty poopers is like having the fox guard the hen house. Keep an eye on Grace, Arnold. She needs watching, especially in her red spandex shorts that tend to tent out in the seat quite a bit.
        Thanks again for a fine report. Happy Thanksgiving Day. I am sure a few girls will overeat and have huge accidents over the weekend.

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        • #5
          Toilet Violators for panty lovers

          I give another expansion on part of the first story for all the pantie loves.

          Like most days at the TVPC, we have several cases today of girls going to the bathroom in their panties. Two of these cases are being brought by Miss Musso, our sexy cheerleading coach, so we’ll deal with those first.

          First, we have Krista, a pretty junior brunette. Krista is a member of our Field Hockey team but she shiting in her panties today apparently has nothing to do with Field Hockey. “She didn’t dress for gym class this afternoon,” reports Miss Musso, who is also a gym teacher, “She said she forgot her gym clothes today.” “But something was really suspicious about that,” Miss Musso continues, “Krista never forgets her gym clothes.” “So I went over to check on her and something definitely was suspicious,” the sexy gym teacher explains, “And eventually I had to ask her to come with me to the locker room for a panty inspection.” Krista then tried to change the subject and distract me,” Miss Musso explains further, “That’s when I knew she had done something in her panties that she didn’t want me to see.”

          “Yes, I had an accident in my soft worm blue nylon panties,” the junior beauty ashamedly admits when attention turns to her, “It isn’t a lot in my panties but it’s definitely an accident.” Krista goes on to tell us that it happened in study hall the period before. “I guess I should have gone in my panties between classes before going to study hall,” she admits, “I guess it was stupid of me to wait until I knew I had to go in my panties so bad.” “But I hate going in the passing time between classes,” she continues, “It’s always so crowded in the girls’ room then and you have to hurry so you’re not late for your next class.” “In fact, it’s about impossible to have a bowel movement in your panties, clean your panties properly, and do all that you need to do and still get to your next class on time,” Krista adds. “So I figured I’d wait and go in my panties during study hall,” she continues, “It’s nice to be able to sit down poop in your panties when the girls’ room is quiet and you’re not rushed.” Unfortunately, as Krista tells it, a lot of girls needed a bathroom pass so they could let their large stiff turds fall inside they soft white panties in study hall today. “I couldn’t believe it,” she says, “But by the time I put my name on the list for the girls’ room pass, there were like 8 girls ahead of me.” “So I had to wait until they all went in their panties and came back before I could go,” she continues, “And I think they all had to go BM inside their panties, too, because it seemed like they were taking forever.”

          “By the time I got the chance to go, it was already too late, I had gone to the toilet in my soft warm blue nylon panties,” Krista tells us, a clear look of embarrassment on her face. “I mean, I did get there in time to do most of it in the toilet,” she clarifies, “But unfortunately I did do quite a bit of it in my panties, too.” “I can’t believe that I messed in my panties again,” she says, looking about ready to cry. Why does this keep happening to me?” she asks herself. She had a prior panty-soiling back in September – That one a case of her History teacher (Mr. Feeney) not letting her go during class.

          Bringing Krista back to the subject of today’s panty-soiling accident, she explains that she did the rest in the toilet and then tried to clean herself up as best she could. “I wiped quite a bit out of my panties with toilet paper,” she explains, “But you can only do so much with just regular toilet paper in a girls’ room at school.” “I still had a smeared mess in my panties,” the pretty and energetic brunette tells us, “And everyone was going to see it in the locker room when I changed for gym class next period.”

          “So you lied and said you forgot her gym stuff?” Miss Musso asks her. “Yes Ma’am,” Krista acknowledges, “I figured not changing for gym was the only way to avoid being caught with the mess in my panties.” “I figured I’d just say that I forgot my gym stuff,” she tells me, “I never figured that Miss Musso would catch me anyway.” “Well, Miss Musso has lots of experience with panty-soiling accidents,” I tell her, “In fact, I’m pretty sure than no one on our stuff is more familiar with panty-soilings than Miss Musso is.”

          “Am I going to get another toilet violation for lying about not having my gym clothes?” she asks me. “Well, you won’t get another TOILET violation,” I assure her, “But I’m pretty sure, you’re still going to get a punishment from Miss Musso on that.” “You’ll still have to do the punishment writing for being unprepared for gym class,” Miss Musso explains to her, “That’s going to be a writing punishment – 100 times.” That answered, I then give the friendly and likeable junior her punishment for panty-soiling. Like she mentioned, it’s her 2nd time this school year. For that she’ll have to write “I will not go to the bathroom in my panties in school again” 200 times and serve 2 days in detention.

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          • #6
            Toilet Violators for panty lovers 2

            All for the panty lover.

            I my expansion offends please say so and I'll stop. But it is fun to expand on your stories.

            Coach Musso’s 2nd case this afternoon concerns Charlene, a petite and pretty honor student. Unlike Krista, the load in Charlene’s panties is a major one. “That’s quite a mess for a girl your size,” I point out to the red-haired beauty. “I did the whole thing in my panties – I couldn’t hold any of it in,” she says as she breaks down in tears. “But it wasn’t my fault,” she tells us, “It just prefere to go to the toilet inside my soft warm white panties.”

            I turn first to Coach Musso to get the facts of this case. “It was during 8th period just a little while ago,” she reports, “I didn’t have a class 8th period, so I went upstairs to use the Science Wing girls’ room.” Faithful readers of the TVPC should know that Coach Musso is banned from the faculty restrooms and must instead go to the bathroom in her panties in the student girls’ rooms. “As I was sitting there pushing a large dry turd in my panties, I heard what sounded like crying coming from one of the other stalls,” the sexy teacher and coach explains, “So after I was done pushing it flat in my panties and washing my hands, I went over to see what was going on.” “That’s when I found Charlene sitting there on the toilet crying,” Miss Musso explains further, “And obviously she was crying because she had a tall pile of poo resting in the crotch of her panties – A very bad mess.”

            “It wasn’t my fault,” Charlene repeats her earlier statement, “I know the last time I put a large poop load in my panties it was because I waited too long and didn’t go to the girls’ room when I should have, but not this time.” “I wanted to go to the girls’ room this time to go in my panties,” she says, “I was begging Miss Robinson for a pass to go to the girls’ room to go in my panties but she just wouldn’t let me go. I think that was because she loved to see her girls with large lumps in the back of their panties.” “I told her that I needed to go to the girls room to go in my panties,” Charlene continues, “I told her that I needed to go in my panties really bad.” “I told her that unless she let me go, I was going to have an accident in my soft warm white cotton panties here in class,” she goes on, crying as she speaks, “But still she wouldn’t give me a pass to go to the girls’ room to go in my panties.” “And then I really did go to the toilet inside my cotton panties,” she says as she breaks down sobbing into her hands.

            It seems odd, but apparently Miss Robinson didn’t actually file the Violation Report against Charlene in this case. I mean, did she not notice her having an accident as big as this in her soft worm cotton panties. Kudos go out to Miss Musso for being alert enough to catch her with the pantie accident in the girls’ room. “I don’t know what Charlene was intending to do,” Miss Musso reports, “She was just sitting there on the toilet crying, not really sure what to do about the tall pile in the crotch of her panties she had.” She also notes that the poor girl was sitting directly on the toilet itself. “My behind was all messy and stuff,” she explains, “I didn’t want to sit down on the toilet seat and get it messed up.” “I thought that I should mention that,” Miss Musso adds, “At least she didn’t make it worse by messing on the toilet seat.” That’s a good point but Charlene is also facing an additional charge – Specifically, “Being Late for Class for Bathroom Purposes.” It seems that the she spent a good portion of 8th period just sitting there in the girls’ room crying before Miss Musso found her, wrote her up for the panty-soiling, and then sent her on to class.”

            “I really didn’t want to pile on the poor girl – She’s really a nice young lady and a good student, too,” reports Miss Spellman, her 8th period Math teacher, “But name missed about half of my class today.” “I certainly felt sorry for her walking into class bow-legged with a mess like that sticking out the back of her panties, at least it was dry and made me wet in my own panties” the pretty and very kind Math teacher explains, “But I really had to file a Violation Report since she missed so much class time.”

            “My parents are going to kill me for this,” Charlene reveals as the tears continue to fall. “I just got done being grounded for the last one and now this,” she says, “I’m going to be grounded for like forever this time.” Charlene goes on to remind us that she’s had some pantie accident problems in the past – Like in her freshman year and especially when she was a sophomore. “But I’ve been trying really hard to do better,” the pretty redhead tells us, “Last year, I only had one accident in my panties the whole school year.” “But this already my second pantie accidend this year and this is a really bad one,” she continues, “My parents are going to kill me for this.” “They really love it when I have accidents in my panties,” she explains, “They’re not going to care that it was only because Miss Robinson wouldn’t let me go to the girls’ room and poop in my panties.” “They’re just going to care that I had another accident in my panties,” Charlene explains further, “They say that there’s no excuse for a girl my age having an accident in her panties – Especially in school. They don't understand what a wonder feeling it is to allow that hard poop push out the back of your warm soft cotton panties.” Miss Robinson explains that she wouldn’t give Charlene a pass to go to the girls’ room because the girl hadn’t done her homework the night before. And beside that, I wanted to watch the ball of poop grow in her panties as she went to the toilet in her panties.“All the girls know that they only get passes if they do what they’re supposed to do in class,” she tells us, “They know that if they don’t do their homework, they don’t get toilet privileges from me. If I go in my panties in class, thay should go in their panties too. Just good logic. Why would anyone use the toilet if they have a chance to go in their panties after all !” The beautiful young Science teacher also explains that she was busy with other students as the class ended and that’s probably why she didn’t notice that Charlene had had an accident in her panties in class.

            That clarified, we can now move on to Charlene’s punishment for this. As noted, it’s her 2nd panty-soiling offense (and she also has a violation for once using too much toilet paper), but given the severity of her pantie accident today, more than the usual dose of punishment is in order here. I sentence her to write “I will soil my panties in school again” 300 times and to serve 3 days in detention. And for being so late to Math class with Miss Spellman, she’ll also have to write “I will not be late for class for bathroom purposes again” 200 times and she’ll have to serve 2 additional days in detention. All that won’t be pleasant to be sure, but I think what she dreads most is having to clean up the mess when she gets home and then telling her parents about it. They just won't understand about the thrill of using your panties to store you wonderful poo.

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              Toilet Violatin - History Teacher Likes to Watch

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              Apparently, it was in Mr. Feeney’s History class 4th period today that Dorothy Jane left class and went in her pants without getting permission to do so. “I told Mr. Feeney that I had to go to the toilet in my panties – I told him that I was desperate to go to the bathroom in my soft pink cotton panties,” Dorothy Jane tells us, “But still he wouldn’t give me a pass to go to the girls to go in my panties. “I told him that I wanted to go both ways in my panties,” the shy but articulate honor student explains, “I told him that I was going to go both ways in my soft pink cotton panties pretty soon if he didn’t let me go,” she points out, “But still he just refused to let me leave. He wanted my to fill my panties in class. You know he enjoys so muck watching the girls put those big loads in their panties had seeing their skirts stick out in the back.” I’m afraid that’s quite a familiar story with Mr. Feeney. As I noted, he always lets girls go in thier pants during class time. “I’m sorry I went in my panties without permission – I know we’re not supposed to do that,” Dorothy Jane continues. “But I was just really desperate to go to the toilet inside my warm soft pink cotton panties – I was totally desperate,” she goes on, “I really would have gone in my panties if I didn’t go to the girls’ room right then.” “I thought for a while I could make it – It was near the end of class and I was ALMOST HOME,” she adds, “But all of a sudden I realized that I just wasn’t going to make it and I enjoyed it coming out in my panties.”

              “But the bottom line is that you did go in your pants in the girls’ room without permission?” I ask her, “You went to the girls’ room even though Mr. Feeney said that you should have gone in your panties during class?” “Yes sir,” Dorothy Jane answers dejectedly. “But I only went in my panties because I just couldn’t wait any longer,” she says, “I just wanted to go to the bathroom in my pants – Especially both ways.” “I just wanted to go to the girls’ room and go in my panties,” the junior cutie goes on, “That’s where we’re supposed to do it when we have to go, isn’t it, in your panties?” “Indeed it is, young lady – Your warm soft pink cotton panties is indeed WHERE you’re supposed to do it,” Mr. Feeney then meticulously explains, “But the problem we have here is an issue with WHEN you’re supposed to fill up your panties.” “WHEN you can go in your panties is during class or after class,” the ever strict History teacher tells her, “But class time is for panty pooping and learning the History of panty pooping.”

              “But during class IS WHEN I had to go in my panties,” Dorothy Jane quickly responds, “I had to go in my panties really bad and I just couldn’t wait until class was over.” “I just didn’t want to mess in my panties again, but Mr. Feeney wanted to see a new bulge in the back of my skirt.” she laments, “And this time it would have been worse since I had to go both ways in my panties.” She goes on to remind us that that happened in Mr. Feeney’s class as well. “Mr. Feeney wouldn’t let me go to the girls’ room to go in my panties then, either,” she tells us, “So I tried to hold it in as best I could and eventually I ended up messing in my panties.” “I just didn’t want to do that again,” she repeats. “I’m sorry that I went to the girls’ room without permission,” she also repeats, “But I just couldn’t wait.”

              Mrs. Johns, who was monitoring the Main Corridor girls’ room 4th period this afternoon, confirms Dorothy Jane’s assertion. “All of a sudden, Dorothy Jane just comes running into the girls’ room,” our ace bathroom monitor reports, “And she was already undoing her skirt and going in her panties as she was running for the stall.” “She was so desperate that she didn’t even bother to close the stall door,” Mrs. Johns reports further, “She just pulled up her panties, plopped her butt down on the seat, and she started going.” “And boy did she go both ways in her panties,” Mrs. Johns continues, “She peed for what seemed like forever and that obviously wasn’t the only thing that she did.” “You should have seen the look of relief on Dorothy Janes’s face,” she adds, “I could see the whole thing because, like I said, she left the stall door open. I became so excited that I wet my panties too.” That’s quite a departure for the usually shy – And particularly toilet-shy – junior honor student.

              “I have no doubt that you were desperate to go to the bathroom in your panties,” I then tell Dorothy Jane, “But no matter how bad you had to go, we can’t allow girls to leave class without the proper permission.” “In fact, this isn’t just a minor offense,” I explain to her, “You’d actually have been better off if you’d have just gone in your panties in class – At least in terms of your punishment.” Mr. Feeney urges us to place her on toilet suspension for this, but that’s to be expected from him. He always argues for the most severe punishment whenever he has a girl before the TVPC. But I quickly assure a very worried Dorothy Jane that a toilet suspension is clearly not in order here. I check with Mr. Feeney to confirm the exact circumstances by which Dorothy Jane left class. Mr. Feeney confirms that she was especially polite about it – Saying “I’m sorry, Mr. Feeney, but I really have to go to the bathroon in my soft warm pink cotton panties” as she left. Had she been disrespectful about that, I may have considered a toilet suspension, but obviously that’s not the case. But that doesn’t mean that she will get off easy. As I noted, “Leaving Class Without Permission to Use the Girls’ Room” is not only a minor offense. She’ll have to write “I will not leave class to poop in my cotton panties without permission ’ again” 500 times and to serve a week in detention.

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