Toilet Violations Punishment Committee

[Arnold Ziffel]

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 31, 2013.

We begin this afternoon’s session of the Toilet Violations Punishment Committee (TVPC) with a matter from yesterday. The very lovely Coach Spellman is here to charge 2 of her players with toilet violations at yesterday’s soccer game at Sunnydale High School. As faithful readers of the TVPC surely know, toilet violations by athletes, cheerleaders, or others representing the school are treated more seriously than toilet violations occurring in school.

It comes as no surprise to see that the one of the accused is Hope – The team’s star goalie. Hope is a tall and utterly gorgeous senior brunette who’s had panty-soiling issues in the past – Especially at soccer games. She really hates having to do that particular function in the port-o-potties that they often have at soccer games. But as I read the Violation Report filed against Hope by Coach Spellman in this case, I’m quite surprised to see that the senior beauty is not charged with panty-soiling at the game. Instead she is charged with using a faculty ladies’ room at Sunnydale High School – Specifically with having a bowel movement in there. As I read the Violation Report further, I see that Hope bypassed the port-o-potties at the soccer game and instead went into the school to do her BM in a regular toilet there. Now, that sounds more like something Hope would do! Also skipping the port-o-potties and instead having her bowel movement in the faculty ladies’ room in the school was Ellen, an outgoing and athletic sophomore blonde. Ellen also managed to clog the toilet with hers, so she faces another charge for that.

“I just went to the bathroom,” Hope tells us in frustration, “I had to go to the bathroom so I went.” Hope rants on, in a decidedly frustrated tone, about how she’s always getting in trouble for accidents at games, but this time she used the toilet. “I did it in the toilet,” she tells us angrily, “I thought that’s what I was supposed to do.”

“You were supposed to do it in the port-o-potty,” Coach Spellman tells her sternly, “That’s what they had available at the game for us to use.” “You’ve got to get over this thing you have with port-o-potties, Hope,” she tells her star goalie, “When you play, you need to learn port-o-potties sometime.” But Hope, once again, has an answer. She points out that she has been using port-o-potties when she needs to this year. “I haven’t had an accident all season,” Hope says. “I still hate port-o-potties but I use them when I need to,” she continues, “I use them when I need to because I don’t want to mess in my panties anymore.” “And I haven’t messed in my panties all season this year,” Hope repeats just to make sure we all understand. “But why should we go in a disgusting port-o-potty when we don’t have to?” Hope argues, “Why can’t we go use a regular toilet if they’re available.” Hope then explains, as Ellen nods in agreement, that it was only a short distance over to the school building and well worth the walk for both of them to be able to use a regular toilet. She tells us that the 2 of them first went to try the student girls’ room, but they found the door locked. “We couldn’t find another girls’ room but we found the teachers’ one and it was open,” she explains, “But we only used the teachers’ bathroom because the student one was locked.” Ellen, once again, nods her head in agreement.

I next turn my attention to Mrs. Braithwaite. She’s an English teacher at Sunnydale High School and she’s the one who caught Hope and Ellen coming out of the faculty bathroom at the game. “We lock most of the student bathrooms half an hour after school,” Mrs. Braithwaite explains, “That way they don’t get messed up and vandalized.” “We keep one set of bathrooms open upstairs for students staying after school,” she explains further, “And we have the locker rooms open for our students who play sports after school.” “We have port-o-potties at all our athletic facilities that don’t have regular bathrooms,” she adds, “That way our visitors don’t have to come into the school building to use the bathroom.” “The faculty bathrooms stay open because teachers are here later than the students and we don’t vandalize the bathrooms like the students do,” she explains. I then thank her for her explanation.

But Hope complains that she and Ellen didn’t know all that and she repeats that they only used the faculty ladies’ room because the student one was locked. “But the point is that you had no reason to be in the school in the first place,” I point out, “The soccer game had port-o-potty bathrooms for you to use.” “And it’s definitely no excuse for using a faculty and staff bathroom in any case,” I tell them, “You know very well that they are off limits to students.” “That’s true at our school and it’s true at every school you visit as soccer players,” I explain further, “In fact, it’s especially true when you’re representing the school as members of the soccer team.”

Dealing with Hope first, I sentence her to write, “I will not use the faculty bathroom in school or at soccer games again” 500 times. “500 times!” Hope shrieks in disbelief at the severity of her punishment. “500 times?” she asks, “Why do I have to write 500 times just for this?” “That’s ridiculous!” she says, “All I did was use the toilet like I’m supposed to do.” “You used a toilet that you weren’t supposed to use,” I tell her, “It was a toilet that you OBVIOUSLY knew you weren’t supposed to use, but you used it anyway.” “And you did that while you were a representative of the school,” I point out, “That’s why it’s 500 times!”

“What about the toilet that Hope used?” I ask Mrs. Braithwaite, “I know that Ellen clogged hers, but was Hope’s toilet left all right?” “There were really no problems with Hope’s toilet,” the pretty blonde English teacher answers, “There were some skidmarks left in the toilet bowl but nothing major.” “I see,” I tell Mrs. Braithwaite, as I thank her for that information. I then assign Hope to also write a 1,000 word letter of apology. “If you had just used the port-o-potty like you were supposed to do, you wouldn’t have left skidmarks in the toilet bowl,” I tell her.

Turning now to Ellen, she’s obviously in more trouble having clogged the toilet as well. She’ll also have to write “I will not use the faculty bathroom in school or at soccer games again” 500 times for doing her bowel movement in the faculty ladies’ room. “Unfortunately, young lady, there is also the matter of you clogging the toilet,” I tell her, “Clogging it is even more serious than merely using it.” “It really wasn’t my fault,” Ellen says, “I just used the toilet and when I tried to flush it, it clogged.” “I didn’t clog it on purpose, I swear,” she says. “No one is saying that you clogged it on purpose,” I assure her, “But that doesn’t mean it wasn’t your fault.” “Just like Hope you had no business being in that bathroom in the first place,” I explain to her, “Had you not used the toilet, it obviously wouldn’t have gotten clogged.” I also note that this was not simply a matter of a very big bowel movement that was just too big to flush down the toilet. “Wasn’t this a combination of your bowel movement and your toilet paper that clogged the toilet?” I ask the pretty, athletic sophomore. She tells me that it was.

“When you have a big bowel movement, you have to flush it separately,” Hope chimes in, addressing her friend and teammate, “When I go, I always flush it down first and then I start wiping myself.” With Ellen’s acknowledge that it was indeed that combination that caused the clog, I note it for the record as a “Category #2” clogging.” A Category # 2 clogging is one with both fecal matter and toilet paper. That’s slightly more serious than a Category #1 clogging which is were a girl’s bowel movement all by itself manages to clog the toilet. But Ellen’s biggest problem, though, is that she clogged a toilet in a faculty bathroom. That, I’m afraid, is quite a serious matter.

“You’re going to write a 2,500 word letter of apology for what you did,” I tell Ellen, “But unfortunately that’s not going to be the worst of it for you.” “I’m afraid it’s going to be 1 week on toilet suspension for you,” I then inform her, “For 1 week you will not use any school bathroom for any reason.” She stands there at first shocked by the severity of her punishment. Next, she starts to panic as she contemplates what’s ahead for her. “I’ve got soccer practices and soccer games,” she pleads in desperation, “Sometimes I’m here at school until 7 or 8 at night.” “How can I not use the girls’ room all day?” she asks, “What am I supposed to do?” “Well, obviously you’re going to have to go in your pants,” I tell her matter-of-factly, “That’s what happens when a girl is on toilet suspension.” “You used a toilet that you shouldn’t have been using and you clogged it in the process,” I tell her sternly, “That’s clearly grounds for a toilet suspension.”

But Ellen pleads that not only didn’t she clog the toilet on purpose, but that she has a very good toilet record in high school so far. “I didn’t have any toilet violations before this one this year,” she explains, “And I only had 2 toilet violations all of last year – one for not flushing the toilet when I peed and the other for loitering in the girls’ room.” “Doesn’t that count for anything now?” she asks me desperately. “Yes, it does,” I tell her, “That’s why you’re only getting 1 week on toilet suspension instead of 2 weeks.”

But Ellen still can’t believe she’s going on toilet suspension for this. “What about actual soccer games?” she asks in desperation again, “How am going to manage that without being able to use the toilet all?” “How can I go out there and play soccer for my school if I’ve wet my pants?” she asks. “Well, once again, you’re just going to have to deal with wetting your pants,” I tell her, “And if that’s the worst of what you get while on toilet suspension, you can consider yourself.” The sophomore cutie is understandably horrified at the prospect of that. But even Coach Spellman has issues with that. “Does she really have to be on toilet suspension for this – Especially at soccer games?” the pretty, young coach asks, “I mean, I was pretty angry with both of them for going into the school to go to the bathroom but a toilet suspension seems awfully severe.” Even Mrs. Braithwaite chimes in on this. “I know Ellen did clog the toilet but it really wasn’t that bad,” she says, “One of our custodians was able to plunge the toilet clear pretty quickly.” “I agree that a toilet suspension is awfully severe for that,” she adds. “I really don’t like the idea of Ellen playing soccer for us in wet and messy pants,” Coach Spellman tells us, “I’ve spent a lot of time trying to get the girls to use the toilet and avoid all that.”

Thinking it over a moment, I realize that they – Especially Coach Spellman – have a point. I offer a compromise. “You’re still going to have to do 5 days on toilet suspension,” I tell a horrified Ellen, “But it’ll be 5 days when you don’t have soccer games.” “You’ll still have to deal with soccer PRACTICE in wet pants or worse,” I tell her, “But at least you’ll be able to use the toilet on days when you have games.” Coach Spellman likes that idea but Ellen is lukewarm to the idea. “Please sir – Can’t I just avoid going on toilet suspension altogether,” she pleads, “I promise I’ll never do this again.” “Please sir – I beg you,” she pleads some more, “Please don’t make me go to the bathroom in my pants.” “I’m sorry Ellen, but the toilet suspension stands,” I tell her, “You’ll serve it the first 5 school days that you don’t have soccer games.” “That’s just ridiculous,” Hope chimes in, angrily, “It’s bad enough that we’re getting punished at all for this, but her on toilet suspension for a week is just ridiculous. “Would you like to join her on toilet suspension?” I offer to Hope. The gorgeous senior shakes her head “no” and wisely has no further comment.

Moving on with our TVPC agenda this afternoon, we have 2 cases from Mr. Feeney, one of our strictest teachers. Both apparently happened in his 7th period History class earlier this afternoon. The first case is a charge of panty-soiling involving Ruthie, a tall and very pretty junior. Her guilt is evident by the large slightly flattened bulge in the seat of her jeans. Accident cases from Mr. Feeney class come as no surprise to members of the TVPC. Mr. Feeney is certainly one of our best teachers but also one of our strictest. He never allows girls’ room passes on class time no matter how desperate a girl becomes. But I am surprised to see that his 2nd case today is not a panty-soiling case. Instead Mr. Feeney has charged Alex, a very bright honor student with “Arguing” – Apparently over a panty-soiling violation. While that isn’t completely a surprise – Alex can indeed be argumentative at times – I have to wonder how Alex could end up charged with arguing over a panty-soiling violation while not actually being charged with panty-soiling. Since Ruthie’s panty-soiling case appears to be the most straight-forward, we’ll deal with that first.

When I call her Ruthie’s name, she walks gingerly to the podium – No doubt due to the considerable load in her pants. The Violation Report filed by Mr. Feeney indicates that she asked permission to go to the girls’ room but was refused. “Apparently Ruthie doesn’t understand class procedures very well,” Mr. Feeney reports. “She should know by now that class time is for class business and nothing else,” he explains, “She should know that she has to take care of her personal business on her own time.” “I know – I know that the rules are in your class,” Ruthie assures Mr. Feeney. “I was just really desperate, sir,” she continues, “I had to go really bad and was just hoping you’d make an exception this time.” The comment draws more than a few laughs from the assembled crowd. They know that Mr. Feeney doesn’t make exceptions to his rules. Out of the corner of my eye, I happen to notice Alex – Sitting in the front row, awaiting her turn at the podium – Is definitely not laughing. She just sits there on “Defendants’ Row” shaking her head.

“I’m guilty, sir,” Ruthie answers when I ask her for her plea to the charge of “Panty-Soiling.” “Obviously, I did have an accident,” she says, pointing to the seat of her jeans, “Obviously, I did soil my panties.” “No, you’re NOT guilty!” suddenly chimes in Alex from her seat on Defendants’ Row. “No way should you be pleading ‘guilty’ to this,” she tells her classmate, “You didn’t do anything wrong.” “Obviously, you haven’t had a look at the seat of her jeans,” Mr. Feeney tells Alex, “Or maybe you think it’s alright for a girl in high school to do it in her pants instead of the toilet.” The comment brings out an audible and angry groan from Alex. “I never said it was alright for us to go in our pants,” Alex snaps back, “Of course, girls our age should be going in the toilet instead of our pants.” “And that’s why you should let us go to the girls’ room when we need to!” she angrily tells Mr. Feeney, “When we have to go, you should LET US GO!” Her tone and her raised voice leads me to bang my gavel and issue Alex a stern warning to control herself.

“It’s alright, Alex,” Ruthie tells her, “I did the mess in my pants and I’ll just have to take my punishment.” “It’s only my 2nd time this year,” she tells Alex, “So my punishment isn’t going to be too bad.” “It’s alright, Alex,” she repeats, “No, it’s not alright!” Alex quickly answers her back, “It’s definitely not alright.” “It’s not alright that you can’t go to the girls’ room when you need to,” she tells the pretty junior, “And it’s ESPECIALLY not alright that you get punished for going in your pants when you’re not allowed to use the toilet in the first place.” “You shouldn’t have to get punished when it’s not even your fault in the first place,” Alex tells her. “It’s one thing when a girl doesn’t want to use the girls’ room in school and she has an accident that way,” the pretty and articulate honor student continues, “It’s one thing when you want to punish girls for that – My sister Haley was like that.” “But Ruthie wanted to go use the toilet – She begged you for permission to go and use the toilet,” Alex turns and addresses Mr. Feeney directly, “But you just wouldn’t let her go.” “The accident wasn’t Ruthie’s fault,” Alex says, this time addressing me, “It was Mr. Feeney’s fault.”

Once again, I must bang my gavel and warn Alex to watch her tone. “Is this what happened in class today?” I ask Mr. Feeney, “Is this what brought the charge of “Arguing” against Alex?” “Indeed it is,” Mr. Feeney reports, “She just kept arguing and she just wouldn’t stop.” When I press Alex for an explanation, she doesn’t deny Mr. Feeney’s account of the incident. Instead, she merely repeats her point that Mr. Feeney should have let Ruthie go to the girls’ room and that Ruthie’s accident is therefore Mr. Feeney’s fault.

“Well, that makes you guilty as charged, Alex,” I tell the very cute, junior brunette, “We can’t have our girls arguing with our teaches like that – Especially over toilet-related matters.” “It’s alright, Alex, It’s really alright,” Ruthie tells her classmate again, “I’ll just do my punishment and that’ll be the end of it.” “You don’t have to get yourself in any more trouble,” she tells Alex. “I messed in my panties and I’ll just have to do my punishment,” she tells her, “No sense making it worse by arguing about it.” But Alex – Not surprisingly – Just doesn’t listen. “It’s not just because of you,” Alex then continues, “It’s because of all of us.” “Ruthie isn’t the only one that this has happened to,” the articulate honor student tells me, “This is hardly the first time that a girl’s had an accident because Mr. Feeney wouldn’t let her go to the bathroom.” “This is the 2nd time this week that a girl has messed herself because Mr. Feeney wouldn’t let her go to the bathroom.” Alex explains. “Krista messed in her panties in class on Monday,” Alex continues, “And that was her 2nd time in Mr. Feeney’s class already this year.” “And Tia, Joan, and Leslie have all had accidents in Mr. Feeney’s class, too,” she rants on, “And Joan’s was a doubleheader.” A doubleheader, of course, is when a girl goes both ways in her pants. “And I’ve had some pretty close calls myself,” Alex points out, “More than a few times in his class already, I thought my bladder was about to explode.” “And a couple of times I was pretty close to an accident like Ruthie’s,” she says, “But still Mr. Feeney wouldn’t let me to go to the girls’ room like I needed to.” “It’s like he WANTS us to go to the bathroom in our pants,” Alex then says, glaring at Mr. Feeney in the process.

That comment draws more than a few gasps from the assembled crowd. And unfortunately for Alex, the comment is over the line. “That’s it!” I yell at Alex as I bang my gavel, “You just got yourself a 2nd charge of “Arguing Over a Toilet-Related Matter.” “There’s no call for a comment like that, Alex,” I tell her angrily, “How dare you accuse Mr. Feeney of wanting girls to have accidents in her class.” “So now because you don’t know when to stop, you’ve got 2 counts that you’re going to be punished for,” I tell her.

First things first, though, we get back to Ruthie and her punishment for “Panty-Soiling.” It’s her 2nd such offense this school year – The 1st occurring in French class back in mid September – And she will be punished accordingly. She’ll have to write “I will not soil my panties in school again” 200 times and serve 2 days in detention.

Next, I go back to Alex. “For your first offense you’ll write, ‘I will not argue over toilet related matters again’ 250 times,” I tell her. “For your second offense, you’ll write it another 250 times,” I continue, “And this time, you’ll also serve an entire week in detention.” Alex looks at me, no doubt surprised at her punishment. “Lines?” she asks, “You’re just going to make me write 500 lines?” Similarly, some members of the TVPC are surprised as well. Usually, this type of offense garners a girl an apology essay rather than simply writing repetitive sentences. But knowing Alex as I do, she’d no doubt prefer an essay – An essay in which she could use her considerable writing skills to argue some more. She won’t get that chance by simple, boring, repetitive writing. “Don’t you think just writing lines is a stupid punishment for high school? Alex asks condescendingly. “I suppose it is, Alex,” I tell her, retuning her condescension, “Writing lines, I suppose is nothing but pure boredom and tedium.” “And now, that’s what you’re going to have to do,” I tell her, “Now, maybe next time you’ll think twice about arguing so much.”

“It won’t help,” Mr. Feeney then chimes back in, “Alex just likes to argue too much.” “Well, maybe next time we’ll have to consider a toilet suspension for her,” I tell Mr. Feeney, but obviously intending it more for Alex than for him. “That way getting a girls’ room pass in class will be the least of her problems,” I point out, “Going during class won’t even be an issue since she wouldn’t be allowed to go to the girls’ room at all.” Looking at Alex, I think she gets my point. She may indeed like to argue, but I doubt she thinks it’s worth losing her toilet privileges over.

[Arnold Ziffel]

Toilet Violations Punishment Committee

Faithful readers of the TVPC should have no trouble recognizing a petite and pretty brunette named Claudia. Claudia, now a senior, has had a long history of toilet violations throughout her high school career. We’ve seen her before the TVPC for many offenses over the years – Everything from panty-soiling accidents (including while representing the school) to clogging the toilet to toilet suspensions for using facilities that were off-limits to her. Claudia, who has blossomed quite nicely from a cute little charmer to a stunning beauty, has improved her toilet habits considerably from her accident plagued freshman year. And if the frequent panty-soiling violations that year weren’t enough, she ended her freshman year and began her sophomore year on toilet suspension for using the bathroom in the nurse’s office without being allowed to do so.

That’s why it’s particularly disappointing to see her before the TVPC today, once again charged with sneaking into the nurse’s office and having a bowel movement in the bathroom there. The nurse’s office bathroom is one of those single-user at a time bathrooms that many girls prefer to the regular, multi-stall girls’ rooms that they’re supposed to use. But under TVPC rules, only girls who have a legitimate reason to be in the nurse’s office are allowed to use that bathroom. But, like I noted, Claudia was caught using it today – Specifically, having a bowel movement in there – When she had no legitimate reason to be in there.

“I’m very disappointed in you, Claudia,” I tell the petite senior beauty, “I’m very surprised to see you commit this offense yet again.” “I really hate to see you go back to sneaking around and using bathrooms you’re not supposed to use,” I tell her, “I’d have thought you’d have learned your lesson about that a long time ago.” Claudia, among other punishments, previously did time on toilet suspension for that.

“I’m sorry, sir,” Claudia tells me, obviously very upset about this, “I don’t know sir – I just did it.” Her answer, of course, is just totally unacceptable. “Like I said, Claudia, I’m really disappointed in you,” I tell her, shaking my head, “You seemed to be doing so much better now with your toilet habits and suddenly you’re back to this kind of stuff again.” “I really thought that you were using the toilets in school for your bowel movements now – I mean, the regular girls’ room toilets,” I question her, “I mean, I know you had that 1 soiling accident at band camp, but that looks like the only 1 you’ve had this year.” “I have to think you must be going at school if that’s the only accident you’ve had this year,” I point out to her, “Or have you just been sneaking around and doing your bowel movements in the nurse’s office instead of where you’re supposed to.”

Claudia, though, seems to take offense at that notion. “No sir, I’ve been going to the girls’ room like I’m supposed to – I really have been,” Claudia says in her defense, “I go BM in the girls’ room all the time – I swear!” “You have to believe me, sir!” she pleads, “This was the only time I went in the nurse’s office – This was the only time I ever went somewhere where I wasn’t supposed to go.” She quickly clarifies that statement to mean that this was the first time she’s used the nurse’s office bathroom this year and her first time since the last time she was caught using it. Actually, I pretty much knew that’s what she meant, but it’s nice that she clarified it.

Still, I’m a bit skeptical of her story. I really like Claudia and I really want to believe that she’s telling the truth. But if she really had been regularly having bowel movements in the school girls’ rooms like she claims, why did she suddenly end up going in the nurse’s office bathroom today. Naturally, I ask her about this. “Did you just suddenly forget where you’re supposed to go when you need to have a bowel movement?” I ask her. “I was going to use the regular girls’ room – I really was,” Claudia tells us, “I got a pass from Miss Bliss and I went upstairs to use the girls’ room on the 2nd Floor.” She tells us that when she has to go – For #2, that is – She tries to get a pass from class and go during a class period. “The girls’ rooms aren’t crowded then like they are at other times,” Claudia points out, “I really need to be alone in there when I need to do this kind of thing.” But when I went up to the 2nd Floor, there were already 2 girls in there,” Claudia reports, “Monica and Rachel were already in there doing toilet sitting punishment.” “Then I went over to the Science Wing – That’s a pretty nice girls’ room, too,” she continues, “And there was a girl doing toilet sitting in there, too, and another girl was going #2 in there, too.” “By now, I really had to go,” Claudia explains, “I had already been holding it in a while before I got a pass from Miss Bliss to go to the girls’ room and do it.”

“There was no reason why you couldn’t have used either of those girls’ rooms, Claudia,” I tell the sweet and pretty senior, “They’ve each got like 10 stalls in them and you’d still have plenty of privacy.” But Claudia just looks down at the ground upset. “I just couldn’t, sir – I just couldn’t,” she mumbles, “I really need to be alone in there when I do #2.” “You can’t always get privacy like that, Claudia,” I point out to her, “Sometimes you really need to use the girls’ room with other girls in there.” She obviously understands that – Claudia’s a smart girl – But understanding that and actually having a bowel movement while another girl is in the girls’ room are 2 different things.

It was apparently then (after finding those other girls’ rooms occupied) that Claudia got the idea to go in the nurse’s office – Something that she had done several times before. “I was on my way back to class, having to go really bad and not sure what I was going to do now,” Claudia explains, “The thing is that I was probably going to end up messing in my pants from not going.” “But then I saw Miss McMurphy leaving her office,” the toilet-troubled senior explains further, “I think there was some kind of emergency down in the gym that she had to attend to.” Miss McMurphy, of course, is our school nurse – No slouch in the good looks department herself. “So I just ducked into the nurse’s office and used her private bathroom there,” Claudia admits. “I really would have gone in my pants if I didn’t do it there,” she argues, “And I really didn’t want to mess in my pants again.” “I’m getting way too old to keep messing in my pants,” she adds, “And that bathroom in the nurse’s office is just so, so nice.”

Miss Johnson, an English teacher, then caught Claudia coming out of the nurse’s office. “It wasn’t too hard to figure out what Claudia was doing in there – Especially with her history,” Miss Johnson reports. “At least she was honest about it,” the good-hearted English teacher assures us, “When I confronted Claudia about it, at least she admitted what she’d done.” “I think we should give her some credit for that,” Miss Johnson adds.

I guess that’s something, but it really does little to ease my disappointment with Claudia. “You know better than anyone else, young lady, that the nurse’s office bathroom is only for students who are sick or otherwise have business in the nurse’s office,” I lecture her, “Have you forgotten about the times you’ve been on toilet suspension in the past for using that bathroom?” She tells me that she hasn’t forgotten that (“I’ll never forget that,” she assures me) but that today, she was just totally desperate go. “I just didn’t want to mess in my pants,” Claudia tells me, “I only did it because I didn’t want to mess in my pants again.” “Well, you wouldn’t have messed in your pants, either, had you just done it in the girls’ room,” I remind her, “Obviously, she knows that’s where you should have done it.” Claudia just nods her head “yes.”

I could actually put her on toilet suspension for this again, but that would be pretty severe. I note that Claudia did not mess up the bathroom in any way – She merely did her business, presumably wiped herself and then just flushed it away. As noted, Claudia has done this before but those were in prior school years and I’m not allowed to consider that now. Still, it’s pretty clear that Claudia needs a strong deterrent to not do this again. “I’m going to spare you a toilet suspension THIS TIME,” I tell her sternly, “But if I see you back here again for this same offense, I guarantee that’s the punishment you will get.” Claudia assures me that she understands that.

But that’s not to say that she’ll be let off easy this time. She’ll have to write “I must learn that the nurse’s office bathroom is only for students in the nurse’s office” 500 times. I further stipulate that half of those will have to be written on the blackboard in detention. And when Claudia finishes that blackboard writing assignment, she’ll have to serve another week of detention sitting on the toilet. And she’ll also have to write Nurse McMurphy a 1,000 word letter of apology for using her bathroom. “I’m very disappointed in you, Claudia,” I tell her again. Actually, I think she’s pretty disappointed in herself, too.

Before moving on to our next case, I note that we have a visit from the school principal Mr. Kaufman. He just entered the committee room a few minutes ago. With him is Danica, a petite but quite pretty and downright sexy junior brunette. Danica doesn’t look happy so I assume that she’s about to be charged with a toilet offense and judging by the uncomfortable way she’s walking, I’m pretty sure I know what that toilet violation is going to be. Of course, I call them both to the podium.

“Panty-Soiling,” Mr. Kaufman tells me, just as I expected, “It just happened a little while ago in the detention room.” “I guess she couldn’t be bothered to go before reporting for detention today,” he explains, “And then apparently she couldn’t hold it in until detention was over.” As I understand it, Danica was assigned to detention this afternoon for cutting class to hang out in her car. Apparently, the lovely Danica really loves cars and all things automotive. As Danica’s cutting class was not toilet-related (the TVPC only punishes toilet-related offenses), her punishment was handled by the principal. But now, with her apparently messing in her panties while in detention, she now finds herself before the TVPC charged with that panty-soiling.

“I wouldn’t have had to hold it in if you’d just let me go to the girls’ room,” Danica answers back, “I told you that I had to go – I told you that I had to go really, really bad.” “I said ‘I really have to GO-DADDY’ but Mr. Kaufman still wouldn’t let me. “Now look what you made me do,” she continues, shifting her weight uncomfortably, no doubt from the load in her panties, “This is disgusting!” “I can’t believe that you wouldn’t let me go to the girls’ room when you knew I needed to go,” the petite junior beauty rambles on, “I can’t believe you made me poop in my pants.” “Do you have any idea how disgusting it is to have poop in your pants?” she asks. “And I don’t mean that Mr. Kaufman is really my daddy,” she claries, “It’s just that ‘GO-DADDY’ is an expression I use sometimes.” “Sometimes?” I ask her, “You say that so often I have to wonder if you get paid for it.”

“I didn’t make you do anything in your pants,” Mr. Kaufman tells her, beating me to the punch, “You soiled your panties all on your own.” “I have no doubt that it is indeed disgusting to have a mess in your panties,” he continues, “That’s why most girls are careful to go and use the toilet when they need to.” “Of course most girls go in the toilet when they need to – OF course, they do,” Danica argues back, a tinge of anger in her voice, “Why would anyone NOT want to avoid going in her pants.” “And I wanted to go to the bathroom, too,” she continues in an angry tone, “But you wouldn’t give me a pass to go to the girls’ room and do it.” “It’s disgusting to mess in your pants – It’s just disgusting!” she says, glaring at Mr. Kaufman. I motion for Danica to watch her tone.

“You have a pretty good toilet record so far this year, Danica,” and your punishment for this isn’t going to be too bad,” I point out, “The last thing you want is to get yourself some extra punishment for saying something you’ll regret later.” “Yes sir,” Danica tells me, “It’s just that I’m really upset about having an accident – I’ve never messed in my panties in school before.” “I know I’ve wet my pants in school a few times before, but never this,” she points out, “This is just so much worse than that.” “And I’m mad because it isn’t even my fault,” she argues. “It’s not like I was trying to hold it in to go at home like a lot of girls do,” she argues further, “I wanted more than anything to go to the girls’ room and do it there like I’m supposed to.” “But Mr. Kaufman wouldn’t let me go,” she continues, “It’s like he wanted me to mess in my panties.”

“Messing in your panties is the last thing I wanted you to do,” Mr. Kaufman chimes in. “But you’ve been in detention before – You know the rules.” “You know that when you’re in detention you have to stay for the whole time,” he tells the sexy car-crazy brunette, “You know that passes to girls’ room or anywhere else are not allowed.” When asked why she didn’t go to the girls’ room before reporting for detention, Danica has no answer. “Well then, I wouldn’t go blaming Mr. Kaufman for your own mistake,” I tell her.

A look at Danica’s school toilet record indicates that it is indeed her first soiling accident of the school year. In fact, it’s the first one of her entire high school career. But she does have a prior wetting accident this year as well as 2 offenses for squatting over the toilet to urinate with the toilet seat still down. For punishment, she’ll have to serve 2 days detention and write, “I will not soil my panties in school again” 200 times.

Up next before the TVPC are Emma, Avery, and Olive – 3 toilet-troubled sophomores all in soiled panties today. For Emma it’s her first offense (at least her first offense for panty-soiling), for Avery it’s her 2nd and unfortunately for Olive, it’s her 3rd panty-soiling violation already this year. Since these cases are similar, I decide to deal with them together.

“All 3 of you girls really need to improve your toilet habits – At least when you’re in school,” I lecture them. “You girls are sophomores now,” I remind them, “I hope we’re not going to have a repeat of what happened with each of you last year.” Last year, as freshmen, these girls were virtual regulars before the TVPC. Last year, Emma had 6 panty-soiling violations as well as other violations including in a particularly egregious case of lying to the TVPC. Avery also did bowel movements in her panties 6 times last year as well as a bowel movement in a faculty bathroom and twice sneaking off campus to do bowel movements somewhere else. And Olive, not to be outdone, came in with 7 panty-soiling offenses – Including a pair of doubleheader accidents – As well as violations for more than one person in a bathroom stall, lying about an accident and accidentally soiling on the toilet seat. All 3 girls obviously had very shameful freshman years and hopefully they remember the punishments they had to do because of it. “I hope to see better from all 3 of you this year,” I tell them, “You’ll be 3 very sorry young ladies if we have a repeat of what you did last year.” “I can have some sympathy and some leniency for freshmen having their toilet troubles,” I point out sternly, “But I do expect a girl’s toilet habits to get better as she gets older.”

Emma, a classically beautiful blonde-haired princess-type, appears with soiled panties for the first time this school year. The mess looks like a solid and substantial one causing a noticeable bulge in the seat of the girl’s skin tight jeans. “Hopefully, you’ll have to clean that yourself,” Mrs. Crabtree, a member of the TVPC, tells her, “Hopefully you won’t be making JESSIE clean out those panties for you.” JESSIE is her family’s Nanny and she has been known to have to clean up the spoiled rich girl’s accidents. “JESSIE is not allowed to do that for me anymore,” Emma explains, “My parents are making me clean up my own messes now.” Mrs. Crabtree – And the rest of the TVPC for that matter – Are happy to hear that. Being a Nanny is one thing, but having to clean out the soiled panties of a high school girl who messes in her panties is something else entirely.

Moving on, I note that while this is Emma’s 1st panty-soiling of her sophomore year, that’s not to say we haven’t seen her here at the TVPC before. And it still doesn’t seem like she’s handling her bowel movements in school like she’s should. She’s already had a violation for sneaking into a faculty bathroom and doing a bowel movement there and a violation for cutting class to go home to do a bowel movement. One time that she did actually go at school – A case from our September 17th TVPC session – She wasted an enormous amount of toilet paper in lining the seat with it before she sat down to go.

“I hate messing in my pants – I just hate it,” Emma tells me, trying to maintain a brave face, “It’s just so disgusting and I know I shouldn’t be doing it.” “But I don’t know what I’m supposed to do,” she pleads. That last comment raises a few eyebrows in the committee room. “What you’re supposed to do is go to the girls’ room, plop your butt down on the toilet seat, and do your business in there,” I tell her sternly. “It really isn’t complicated,” I lecture her, “Doing your bowel movements in the toilet is what girls your age are supposed to do.” “Yes, sir – I know,” Emma tells me, “Most of the time I do go in the toilet.” “But I just can’t go in the girls’ rooms at school – Not the student ones,” she tells me, “They’re just so gross and icky and stuff.” “I’m sorry, Emma, but those are the facilities we have for you girls,” I tell the prissy blonde beauty, “You really have no choice but to lean to use them.” “Not unless you want to continue to get punished for messing in your panties and all that other stuff,” I add.

“But I just can’t, sir – I just can’t,” she says, “Especially since I can’t put toilet paper down on the seat first.” That is a reference to her toilet violation back on September 17th – Her violation for “Wasting Toilet Paper.” “If I can’t put toilet paper down on the seat, there’s no way I can use those girls’ room toilets.” “No one is saying that you can’t put toilet paper down on the seat,” chimes in Mrs. Johns, our ace hall and bathroom monitor – She is the one who caught Emma wasting toilet paper that day. “You can put a strip of toilet paper down on each side of the toilet seat and one across the back,” Mrs. Johns tells her, “No one is going to punish you for that.” “You just can’t put down the whole mound of toilet paper that you put down last time,” she tells Emma, “That’s just being wasteful.” Technically, girls aren’t allowed to put toilet paper down on the seat at all but, as Mrs. Johns says, as long as the girls only use a little bit for that, they just let it go. But Emma complains, just as she did last time, that one thin strip is just not enough. “That’s just one strip between me and all those germs on the toilet seat,” the pretty blonde princess says, “That’s just not enough protection.”

Well, that’s just something that Emma will have to work out for herself. Like I’ve noted, it’s only Emma’s first panty-soiling violation of the school year, but given her other offenses already this year, more than the standard punishment is clearly due her in this instance. Emma will have to write “I will not soil my panties in school again” 250 times and serve 2 days in detention.

[Arnold Ziffel]

Toilet Violations Punishment Committee

Avery, a cute but very skinny blonde is next. She’s an honor student and writes for the school’s online newspaper. Her column, DOG WITH A BLOG – Life written from the perspective of her dog – Is very popular. Avery is wearing a loose-fitting skirt today (given how skinny she is any skirt would be loose on her), so her panty-load isn’t nearly as noticeable as Emma’s. But Mrs. Cobb, Avery’s 7th period History teacher, was able to catch her anyway.

“I could tell by the way Avery was walking as she came into class that something was wrong,” Mrs. Cobb tells us. “My first reaction was that she walking like she had to go to the bathroom,” her History teacher explains, “But pretty soon it was apparent that it was already too late for Avery to go to the bathroom.” “That’s really gross, young lady,” she turns and tells the very petite cutie, “You really need to do that in the toilet in the girls’ room.” “Don’t you think you’re a little too old to still be going in your pants?” Mrs. Cobb asks her. Mrs. Cobb also points out this is the 2nd time that she’s caught in Avery in messy panties. The first time – Another case from our September 17th session – Avery actually had the accident in Mrs. Cobb class. This time it apparently happened some time before that and Avery just hadn’t been caught yet.

“I’m trying, sir – I’m really trying,” the blonde cutie says, “I’m really trying not to mess in my panties anymore.” “Well, one way you can try is to actually go to the girls’ room and do it in there when you need to,” I tell her. Avery, though, tells us that she does do that – At least sometimes. “I have gone in the girls’ room – I’ve used the toilet for that a few times already this year,” she claims, “I’ve already used the girls’ room for #2 once this week.” “Well, clearly you didn’t go #2 in there today,” I tell her sternly, “Obviously you did it in your pants instead.” “You can’t just go in the toilet a few times and be satisfied with that, Avery,” I tell her, “You need to use the toilet each and every time you need to have a bowel movement in school.” “I know, sir,” the cute and likeable sophomore tells me, “I’m trying – I’m really trying.” “I’m glad to hear that, Avery,” I tell her, “But more importantly, I want to see it by you not having accidents in your pants anymore.” “I don’t think I need to remind you that the punishment gets worse for repeat offenders,” I point out. “No sir, you definitely don’t need to remind me of that,” Avery tells me, “I learned that the hard way last year.”

In the meantime, this is only Avery’s 2nd panty-soiling of the current year. As such, her punishment will be 2 days detention and writing, “I will not soil my panties in school again” 200 times.

Last but not least, I deal with Olive, another cute and petite blond haired honor student. In one sense, she is very outgoing – She never seems to stop talking and she’s never reticent to express an opinion. She’s very much into Science and recently designed the school’s new ANT FARM. But when it comes to using the toilet in school – Or more specifically, when it comes to having a bowel movement in school – She’s very toilet shy. With 7 panty-soiling accidents last year and this being her 3rd offense already this year it’s pretty clear she doesn’t much like doing her bowel movements in school.

“There’s nothing shameful, Olive, about having bowel movements in the girls’ room at school – Even in the girls’ locker room,” Miss Mars, a gym teacher, tells her, “I go at school all the time and I’ve used those locker room toilets on occasion myself.” “Everybody poops, Olive – It’s just a natural body function,” the pretty gym teacher explains to her, “It’s only shameful when you do it in your pants instead of the toilet.” “It’s really easy to use the toilet in school, Olive,” she tells the toilet troubled sophomore, in a very sympathetic tone, “And then you don’t have to deal with a mess in your pants later.” “And you don’t have to get a punishment from the TVPC, either,” I quickly add, “And you know as well as Emma and Avery that these punishments can get pretty severe the more accidents you have.” But Olive is a nervous type – Some would call her downright hyperactive – And apparently she just can’t bring herself to sit down on one of our girls’ room toilets and relax enough to have a bowel movement there. Her failure to do that today results in the bowel movement in her pants. It’s not a particularly big load in her panties but given Olive’s diminutive size, it probably is a complete bowel movement from her.

The Violation Report isn’t completely clear about when the accident happened, but it was Miss Mars that caught her with it in the locker room as she was changing for gym class with the other girls. “I saw Olive going over to the toilets with her gym clothes in hand,” the pretty and ever diligent gym teacher reports, “Whenever I see a girl going into the toilet stalls to change, I always get suspicious.” “And just like I suspected, Olive had something she didn’t want me or the other girls to see,” Miss Mars explains, “She had a solid but badly smeared poop mess in her panties.” “It really wasn’t that bad in terms of the total load in her panties,” Miss Mars specifies, “But it was smeared rather badly, so I’m thinking it was in her panties for a quite a while before I caught her with it.”

Upon questioning from me, Olive explains that she actually had the accident 2 periods earlier in English class. “Oh Olive!” Miss Johnson, her English teacher explains at hearing that, “You should have just asked for a pass to the girls’ room.” “You could have just gone to the girls’ room during class and you’d probably have had the whole girls’ room to yourself,” the pretty and sympathetic teacher tells her, “There’s really no reason to just sit there in class and mess in your pants.” “You really don’t want to keep messing in your pants like this, do you?” she asks Olive, in a kind of big-sisterly kind of way. Olive really doesn’t have an answer to that. She does admit, though, that in this instance she did indeed do her entire bowel movement in her pants. “It wasn’t all that much, I guess, but it was all soft and sticky,” she says, “It was really hard to hold it in very long.” That explanation just leaves me shaking my head. Olive is a very smart girl – I suspect that she’s at genius level – And she should know better than to try to hold in a bowel movement too long.

Finally, I move on to Olive’s punishment. “We’re only in the 2nd month of school and this is already your 3rd panty-soiling accident,” I tell Olive sternly, “That tells me that more than the usual dose of punishment is necessary.” First, I assign her to write the usual 300 times of “I will not soil my panties in school again.” But I not only sentence her to a full week of detention but detention sitting on the toilet. “You’ll sit your time in the Main Corridor girls’ room,” I stipulate and note for the record, “That’s the girls’ room you’d probably have used had you gotten a pass from Miss Johnson.” “Maybe next time you will get a pass from her when you need it and you can avoid messing in your pants again,” I suggest to Olive, “And then you can avoid another week in detention sitting on the toilet.”

The last matter before the TVPC this afternoon is a bit of committee business. For this, I next call the name of Kaya, a freshman brunette with braces. She last appeared before the TVPC on October 24th – 1 week ago today. It was at that meeting that Kaya pleaded “Guilty” to soiling in her panties – An offense that happened while the gawky, bespectacled freshman was eating lunch in the school cafeteria. For punishment on this – Her 2nd panty-soiling offense of the school year – Kaya had to serve 2 days of detention and write “I will not soil my panties in school again” 200 times. She then served her detention on Thursday and Friday last week and promptly handed in her 200 times writing assignment on Monday..

But as faithful readers of the TVPC know, Kaya’s punishment did not end there. Since she soiled her panties at lunchtime in the school cafeteria, Kaya has additional punishments to complete. Since this was her 1st panty-soiling in the cafeteria at lunchtime – Her first panty-soiling overall this year happened during last period Algebra class back in September – She also had to write a 500 word essay and spend 1 week at lunch sitting at a designated lunch table. That table – Dubbed the “Shame Table” – Is for girls that have soiling accidents in the cafeteria at lunch. Today was the last of her required 5 days sitting at that particular lunch table.

But as of today, the quiet freshman has yet to hand in that required 500 word punishment essay. That essay – A 500 word letter of apology to her fellow students for soiling her panties while they were eating lunch – Is due today. “Your essay is due today, so I sure hope you have it done,” I tell Kaya, “It goes up to 1,000 words if you don’t have it now.” “I have it done, sir,” she tells me, holding up 2 sheets of paper that appear to be that punishment assignment, “I finally finished it in study hall today.” “I never had to write a punishment essay before,” she adds, “I had a hard time thinking of what to say.” “And it’s kind of embarrassing, too,” she explains, “It’s hard to write about my messing in my panties like I did.” “Of course, you know that the solution to that is NOT to mess in your panties in the cafeteria at lunchtime,” I tell her, “Or perhaps maybe you shouldn’t mess in your panties in school at all.” Kaya nods her head in acknowledgement of that. “And 500 words is pretty easy essay,” I tell her, “The TVPC has, on occasion, assigned girls to write 5 THOUSAND word essays.” “I couldn’t imagine having to write something that big,” she tells us, “That’s gotta take like forever to write.”

“Tell me about it,” chimes in Heidi, a tall, blonde-haired senior, who is currently serving detention for a panty-soiling of her own. “I had to write a 5,000 word essay last year,” she tells us, “That was for trying to pay another girl to poop in a urinal in the boys’ room.” “That was like 20-some pages long and I didn’t think I was ever going to finish it,” she tells the young and impressionable freshman, “I think I would have preferred going on toilet suspension to getting that.” Faithful readers of the TVPC should remember Heidi from last year for offering girls money to do stupid toilet stuff from defecating in a urinal (that was her second offense on that) to simply doing it in a toilet in the boys’ room to a girl simply messing in her pants on purpose. It was her second offense of trying to induce a girl to defecate in the urinal that garnered her (among other things) the 5,000 word essay. “Trust me, that’s not something you want to have to do,” she warns Kaya.” “Trust me, I don’t ever want to have to do that,” Kaya responds, a little puzzled as why anyone would try to get a girl to go in a urinal, “I won’t ever do that.”

Getting back to the subject at hand, I direct Kaya to hand her 500 word apology essay to the TVPC clerk. He takes it, looks it over and certifies that it appears to be complete and in good order. Of course, it will be checked more closely when time permits, but as for now, Kaya’s punishment is accepted. “This will go up on the cafeteria wall immediately,” I then inform the freshman brunette, “And it will stay up there until after the TVPC session next Thursday.” Our new procedure, of course, is that the apology essays go up on the cafeteria wall for the other girls to read – “Wall of Shame” as it has come to be known. “I know – Wall of Shame,” she tells me with a dejected look on her face. I can tell that Kaya is not going to like it having the other girls read about her panty-soiling accident. But, of course, that will give her an incentive not to mess in her panties again – at least, not in the cafeteria at lunchtime.

So concludes another session of the Toilet Violations Punishment Committee. Meeting adjourned at 4:12 PM.

[Arnold Ziffel]

Kaya's Punishment Essay

NAME: Kaya

TVPC Punishment Essay

Offense: Soiling My Panties in the Cafeteria at Lunchtime

Offense Date: 10/24/13

Length: 500 Words

Due Date: 10/31/13


Dear Fellow Students:

I am very sorry for soiling my panties in the cafeteria last Thursday during 6th period. It was a very shameful and disgusting thing to do and I am very ashamed for myself for doing it. I am writing this punishment essay to apologize for what I did.

I should not be messing in my panties in school at all but I especially should not be messing in my panties in the cafeteria at lunchtime. Lunchtime, of course, is when people are eating and people should be able to eat their lunch in school without someone having an accident and messing in her panties right there in the cafeteria. They should be able to eat their lunch without having to smell the mess of some girl who pooped in her panties. I want to say that I didn’t poop in my panties on purpose. It was only an accident, but then again, there really is no excuse for a girl in high school to be having accidents in her panties. As I said, it was only an accident, but the accident was obviously my own fault. Once again, I am very sorry for pooping in my panties while you were eating lunch.

In the future, I am going to try really hard not to poop in my panties anymore. And that means not only trying not to poop in my panties in the cafeteria again but not to poop in my panties in school at all. I need to learn to use the girls’ room in school when I need to poop in school. I hate going poop in the girls’ room at school and I try to hold it in until I get home. I don’t mind peeing so much in school, but I really hate going poop in the girls’ room. When it comes to pooping, I’d much rather poop in my own bathroom at home than to poop in the girls’ room at school. But I have to learn to poop at school even if I don’t want to. That’s because I’m getting too old to keep pooping in my pants like I do.

When I have to go poop at school, I have to learn to go to the girls’ room and do it in the toilet there. I need to stop trying to hold it in until I get home because when I do try to hold it in until I get home, that’s when I sometimes wind up having accidents in my panties. I need to learn to stop pooping in my panties. It’s really disgusting to poop in your panties. When you poop in your panties, the mess doesn’t just stay in your panties, but gets smeared all over. It feels really disgusting to walk around with poop in your panties and even just to have to sit in it in class. And it’s really bad and totally disgusting to have to clean it up later – Not only rinsing out your messy panties but cleaning up your messy behind as well.

From now on, I’m going to try really hard to always do my poop in the toilet – Especially at school and really especially in the cafeteria at lunchtime. Once again, I am really sorry for pooping in my panties in the cafeteria while you were all eating lunch.

[spandexman]

No hope for Hope

Another great report Arnold, Miss Mars seems very active lately. A sign she too might have something to hide. Something smells rotten in the state of the girls locker-room. Another first rate report.
Happy holidays. You need a break from all the action lately. Give Grace's spandex clad derriere a pat for me.

[Today]

Mr. Feeney has a fettish

A little story expansion again.

Moving on with our TVPC agenda this afternoon, we have 2 cases from Mr. Feeney, one of our strictest teachers (This one loves to see the lumps forming in the back of the ladies dresses as they poop in their panties.) Both apparently happened in his 7th period History class earlier this afternoon.
The first case is a charge of panty-soiling involving Ruthie, a tall and very pretty junior. Her guilt is evident by the large slightly flattened bulge in the seat of her panties. Accident cases from Mr. Feeney class come as no surprise to members of the TVPC. Mr. Feeney is certainly one of our best teachers but also one of our strictest (because of his fetish). He never allows girls’ room passes on class time no matter how desperate a girl becomes to poop in thier panties. He insists that they go in their pants in his class room. But I am surprised to see that his 2nd case today is not a panty-soiling case. Instead Mr. Feeney has charged Alex, a very bright honor student with “Arguing” – Apparently over a panty-soiling violation. While that isn’t completely a surprise – Alex can indeed be argumentative at times – I have to wonder how Alex could end up charged with arguing over a panty-soiling violation while not actually being charged with panty-soiling. Since Ruthie’s panty-soiling case appears to be the most straight-forward, we’ll deal with that first.

When I call her Ruthie’s name, she walks gingerly to the podium – No doubt due to the considerable load in her panties. The Violation Report filed by Mr. Feeney indicates that she asked permission to go to the girls’ room to sit on the toilet and poop in her panties but her request was refused. “Apparently Ruthie doesn’t understand class procedures very well,” Mr. Feeney reports. “She should know by now that class time is for class business and nothing else,” he explains, “She should know that she has to take care of her personal business on her own time but not to go to the girls room to sit on the toilet and poop in her panties during my class time.”
“I know – I know that the rules are in your class,” Ruthie assures Mr. Feeney. “I was just really desperate to wet and poop in my panties, sir,” she continues, “I had to go really bad in my panties and was just hoping you’d make an exception this time.” The comment draws more than a few laughs from the assembled crowd. They know that Mr. Feeney doesn’t make exceptions to his rules because he wanted to see his ladies fill their white panties while he watched. Out of the corner of my eye, I happen to notice Alex – Sitting in the front row, awaiting her turn at the podium – Is definitely not laughing. She just sits there on “Defendants’ Row” shaking her head (with a yellow puddle growing under her chair).

“I’m guilty of shitting in my soft white nylon full cut nylon panties, sir. I know these are the type of panties that you like to ware under your slacks too.” Ruthie answers when I ask her for her plea to the charge of “Panty-Soiling.”
“Obviously, I did have an accident in my panties,” she says, pointing to the pole sticking out of her panties, “Obviously, I did soil my panties but I would have enjoyed a lot more if I had fill my panties while sitting on the toilet in the girl's room.”
“No, you’re NOT guilty!” suddenly chimes in Alex from her seat on Defendants’ Row. “No way should you be pleading ‘guilty’ to this,” she tells her classmate, “You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Obviously, you haven’t had a look at the seat of her panties,” Mr. Feeney tells Alex, “Or maybe you think it’s alright for a girl in high school to do it in her pants instead of the toilet.” The comment brings out an audible and angry groan from Alex.
“I never said it was alright for us to go to the toilet in our pants,” Alex snaps back, “Of course, girls our age should be going in the toilet instead of our panties.” “And that’s why you should let us go to the girls’ room to poop in our panties when we need to!” she angrily tells Mr. Feeney, “When we have to go, you should LET US GO to the toilet in our panties in the girls room!” Her tone and her raised voice leads me to bang my gavel and issue Alex a stern warning to control herself.

“It’s alright, Alex,” Ruthie tells her, “I did the shit in my panties and I’ll just have to take my punishment.” “It’s only my 2nd time this year,” she tells Alex, “So my punishment isn’t going to be too bad.” “It’s alright, Alex,” she repeats,
“No, it’s not alright!” Alex quickly answers her back, “It’s definitely not alright.” “It’s not alright that you can’t go to the girls’ room to fill your panties with nice worm hard poop when you need to,” she tells the pretty junior, “And it’s ESPECIALLY not alright that you get punished for going in your panties when you’re not allowed to use the toilet in the first place.” “You shouldn’t have to get punished when it’s not even your fault in the first place,” Alex tells her. “It’s one thing when a girl doesn’t want to use the girls’ room in school and she has an accident in her panties that way,” the pretty and articulate honor student continues, “It’s one thing when you want to punish girls for that – My sister Haley was like that.” “But Ruthie wanted to sit on the toilet with her panties on– She begged you for permission to go and use the toilet to fill her panties,” Alex turns and addresses Mr. Feeney directly, “But you just wouldn’t let her go. You wanted to see the back of her skirt as the buldge in her panties got bigger and bigger. I know that your pants were already wet and I could see the hardon you had in front.” “The accident wasn’t Ruthie’s fault,” Alex says, this time addressing me, “It was Mr. Feeney’s fault.”

Once again, I must bang my gavel and warn Alex to watch her tone. “Is this what happened in class today?” I ask Mr. Feeney, “Is this what brought the charge of “Arguing” against Alex?” “Indeed it is,” Mr. Feeney reports, “She just kept arguing and she just wouldn’t stop.” When I press Alex for an explanation, she doesn’t deny Mr. Feeney’s account of the incident. Instead, she merely repeats her point that Mr. Feeney should have let Ruthie go to the girls and sit on the toilet with her panties on to have her bowel movement.’ and that Ruthie’s accident is therefore Mr. Feeney’s fault.

“Well, that makes you guilty as charged, Alex,” I tell the very cute, junior brunette, “We can’t have our girls arguing with our teaches like that – Especially over panty filling-related matters.”
“It’s alright, Alex, It’s really alright,” Ruthie tells her classmate again, “I’ll just do my punishment for pooping in my pants and that’ll be the end of it.” “You don’t have to get yourself in any more trouble,” she tells Alex. “I shit in my panties and I’ll just have to do my punishment,” she tells her, “No sense making it worse by arguing about it.”
But Alex – Not surprisingly – Just doesn’t listen. “It’s not just because of you,” Alex then continues, “It’s because of all of us.” “Ruthie isn’t the only one that this has happened to,” the articulate honor student tells me, “This is hardly the first time that a girl’s had had to go to the toilet in her soft nylon panties because Mr. Feeney wouldn’t let her go to the bathroom to sit on the toilet and make a proper bowel movement in her panties.” “This is the 2nd time this week that a girl has shit her pants because Mr. Feeney wouldn’t let her go to the bathroom to have a movement in their panties properly while sitting on the toilet.”
Alex explains. “Krista shit in her panties in class on Monday,” Alex continues, “And that was her 2nd time in Mr. Feeney’s class already this year.” “And Tia, Joan, and Leslie have all had accidents in their soft white nylon full cut panties in Mr. Feeney’s class, too,” she rants on, “And Joan’s was a doubleheader.” A doubleheader, of course, is when a girl goes both ways in her panties. They pee in their panties and put large turds in the bottom of their soft panties for the shear enjoyment of it all.“And I’ve had some pretty close calls myself,” Alex points out, “More than a few times in his class already, I thought my bladder was about to explode in my panties.” “And a couple of times I was pretty close to an poop my panties like Ruthie’s,” she says, “But still Mr. Feeney wouldn’t let me to go to the girls’ room to shit my panties like I needed to .” “It’s like he WANTS us to go to the bathroom in our pants right there in class,” Alex then says, glaring at Mr. Feeney in the process.

That comment draws more than a few gasps from the assembled crowd. And unfortunately for Alex, the comment is over the line. “That’s it!” I yell at Alex as I bang my gavel, “You just got yourself a 2nd charge of “Arguing Over a Toilet-Related Matter.” “There’s no call for a comment like that, Alex,” I tell her angrily, “How dare you accuse Mr. Feeney of wanting girls to have accidents in their panties in class.” “So now because you don’t know when to stop, you’ve got 2 counts that you’re going to be punished for,” I tell her.

First things first, though, we get back to Ruthie and her punishment for going to the toilet in her panties.” It’s her 2nd such offense this school year – The 1st occurring in French class back in mid September when she wore those pretty blue panties with the lace around the legs – And she will be punished accordingly. She’ll have to write “I will not soil my panties in school again” 200 times and serve 2 days in detention.

Next, I go back to Alex. “For your first offense you’ll write, ‘I will not argue over panty shitting related matters again’ 250 times,” I tell her. “For your second offense, you’ll write it another 250 times,” I continue, “And this time, you’ll also serve an entire week in detention to give you new opportunities to poop in your soft full cut nylon panties.”
Alex looks at me, no doubt surprised at her punishment. “Lines?” she asks, “You’re just going to make me write 500 lines?” Similarly, some members of the TVPC are surprised as well. Usually, this type of offense garners a girl an apology essay rather than simply writing repetitive sentences. But knowing Alex as I do, she’d no doubt prefer an essay – An essay in which she could use her considerable writing skills to argue some more. She won’t get that chance by simple, boring, repetitive writing.
“Don’t you think just writing lines is a stupid punishment for high school? Alex asks condescendingly. “I suppose it is, Alex,” I tell her, retuning her condescension, “Writing lines, I suppose is nothing but pure boredom and tedium.” “And now, that’s what you’re going to have to do,” I tell her, “Now, maybe next time you’ll think twice about arguing so much.”

“It won’t help,” Mr. Feeney then chimes back in, “Alex just likes to argue too much.” “Well, maybe next time we’ll have to consider a toilet suspension for her so she will be forced to poop in her pants in my class room,” I tell Mr. Feeney, but obviously intending it more for Alex than for him because she wares sexy panties. “That way getting a girls’ room pass in class will be the least of her problems,” I point out, “Going to the bathroom in her panties during class won’t even be an issue since she wouldn’t be allowed to go to the girls to sit on the toilet and shit her panties in a proper way’ at all.” Looking at Alex, I think she gets my point. She may indeed like to argue, but I doubt she thinks it’s worth losing her toilet privileges over it.

[Today]

Avery want to fill her panties with pretty Mrs. Cobb

Avery want to fill her panties with pretty Mrs. Cobb


Default Toilet Violations Punishment Committee
Avery, a cute but very skinny blonde is next. She’s an honor student and writes for the school’s online newspaper. Her column, DOG WITH A BLOG – Life written from the perspective of her dog – Is very popular. Avery is wearing a loose-fitting skirt today (given how skinny she is any skirt would be loose on her), so her panty-load isn't nearly as noticeable as Emma’s. But Mrs. Cobb, Avery’s 7th period History teacher, was able to catch her anyway.
Mrs. Cobb always holds her poop until the last period and always wears full cut tight nylon brief that prevents anything getting out in her skirt. But she is known for wetting that brief panty during earlier class sessions.

“I could tell by the way Avery was walking as she came into class that something was wrong,” Mrs. Cobb tells us. “My first reaction was that she walking like she had to go to the bathroom in her panties,” her History teacher explains, “But pretty soon it was apparent that it was already too late for Avery to go to the bathroom inside her panties.” “That’s really gross, young lady,” she turns and tells the very petite cutie, “You really need to go to the toilet in your panties in the girls’ room.” “Don’t you think you’re a little too old to still be going in your pants?” Mrs. Cobb asks her. Mrs. Cobb also points out this is the 2nd time that she’s caught in Avery in messy panties. The first time – Another case from our September 17th session – Avery actually had the accident in her panties in Mrs. Cobb class. This time it apparently happened some time before that and Avery just hadn't been caught yet.

“I’m trying, sir – I’m really trying,” the blonde cutie says, “I’m really trying to mess in my panties between class. Sitting on a load in my panties I can pay way more attention to what the teacher is saying.”
“Well, one way you can try is to actually go to the girls’ room and do it in there in your panties when you need to,” I tell her. Avery, though, tells us that she does do that – At least sometimes.
“I have gone in the girls’ room – ’I've filled my panties while sitting on the toilet for that a few times already this year,” she claims, “I’ve already used the girls’ to poop in my panties once this week. You know of course, that I know how important it is to wear only pretty white nylon panties that can expand in the back as I push my warm poop in my panties.”
“Well, clearly you didn't go #2 in your panties there today,” I tell her sternly, “Obviously you went in your pants in the hall way instead.” “You can’t just go in the toilet a few times and be satisfied with that, Avery,” I tell her, “You need to go in your panties on the toilet each and every time you need to have a bowel movement in school. I might have let you off the hook this time if you had shown me the brown load in your pretty white nylon panties. I understand how much enjoyment it gives us both to fill our panties and to see others do it too.”
“I know, sir,” the cute and likable sophomore tells me, “I’m trying – I’m really trying.”
“I’m glad to hear that, Avery,” I tell her, “But more importantly, I want to see it by you not having accidents in your panties anymore in the hall way.” “I don’t think I need to remind you that the punishment gets worse for repeat offenders,” I point out.
“No sir, you definitely don’t need to remind me of that,” Avery tells me, “I learned that the hard way last year. but don't you understand how wonderful it feel to have those hard logs fill your soft white nylon panties any time your feel you have to go? Don't you understand that it is much easier to study whey you are sitting on a hard load in your panties?”

In the meantime, this is only Avery’s 2nd panty-soiling of the current year. As such, her punishment will be 2 days detention and writing, “I will not go to the toilet in my panties in the hall way again unless my pretty Mrs. Cobb is there with my to do it in her panties too.” 200 times.

[Today]

Olive always wears pretty panting for pooping.

Olive always wears pretty panting for pooping.


Last but not least, I deal with Olive, another cute and petite blond haired honor student. In one sense, she is very outgoing – She never seems to stop talking and she’s never reticent to express an opinion. She’s very much into Science and recently designed the school’s new ANT FARM. But when it comes to using the toilet in school – Or more specifically, when it comes to having a bowel movement in school – She’s very toilet shy. With 7 panty-soiling accidents last year and this being her 3rd offense already this year it’s pretty clear she doesn't much like doing her bowel movements in the school girls room. She much prefers the enjoyment of going to the toilet in her pretty white panties.

“There’s nothing shameful, Olive, about having bowel movements in your panties in the girls’ room at school – Even in the girls’ locker room,” Miss Mars, a gym teacher, tells her, “I go in my adult full cut nylon white panties in school all the time and I’ve used those locker room toilets on occasion myself.”
“Everybody poops in their panties, Olive – It’s just a natural body function,” the pretty gym teacher explains to her, “It’s only shameful when you do it in your panties when your panties are not pretty or large enough to hold your load.” “It’s really easy to use the toilet, sit there with your pretty panties on, feel the log pushing your panties out underneath you. Now, you must be careful if your poop is large to not let your panties drop into the toilet water. Then, on the other hand, if your do no 1 in your panties at the same time, it doesn't make much difference I suppose.” she tells the toilet troubled sophomore, in a very sympathetic tone, “And then you can enjoy the hard load in your panties all day.” “And you don’t have to get a punishment from the TVPC, either,” I quickly add.
“And you know as well as Emma and Avery that these punishments can get pretty severe the more accidents you have in their panties when their panties are not pretty and cute.”
But Olive is a nervous type – Some would call her downright hyperactive – And apparently she just can’t bring herself to sit down on one of our girls’ room toilets and relax enough to have a bowel that will push out the back of her soft warm white nylon panties. Her failure to do that today results in the bowel movement in her pants during her 2nd period class. It’s not a particularly big load in her panties but given Olive’s diminutive size, it probably is a complete bowel movement from her.

The Violation Report isn’t completely clear about when you pooped in your panties , but it was Miss Mars that caught her with it in the locker room as she was changing for gym class with the other girls. Miss Mars was very aware of a fresh panty poop because she also was enjoying a ball inside her panties all morning under her skirt.
“I saw Olive going over to the toilets with her gym clothes in hand,” the pretty and ever diligent gym teacher reports, “Whenever I see a girl going into the toilet stalls to change, I always get suspicious.” “And just like I suspected, Olive had something she didn’t want me or the other girls to see,” Miss Mars explains, “She had a solid but badly smeared poop mess in her panties.” “It really wasn’t that bad in terms of the total load in her panties,” Miss Mars specifies, “But it was smeared rather badly, so I’m thinking it was in her panties for a quite a while before I caught her with it. I really did not want to catch her because I knew how much enjoyment both of us were having with a load in our panties. But rules were rules.”

Upon questioning from me, Olive explains that she actually had the accident 2 periods earlier in English class.

“Oh Olive!” Miss Johnson, her English teacher explains at hearing that, “You should have just asked for a pass to the girls’ room and filled your pretty panties while sitting on the toilet.” “You could have just gone to the girls’ room during class and you’d probably have had the whole girls’ room to yourself to poop in your pretty white panties,” the pretty and sympathetic teacher tells her, “There’s really no reason to just sit there in class and mess in your panties.” “You really don’t want to keep shtting in your pants like this, do you? I wet my panties during that class period. Did you see the puddle I made under my desk?” she asks Olive, in a kind of big-sisterly kind of way.

Olive really doesn’t have an answer to that. She does admit, though, that in this instance she did go to the toilet in her soft pretty white panties with the little bears on the front. “It wasn’t all that much in my panties, I guess, but it was all hard and sticky,” she says, “It was really hard to hold it in very long. I really had to go so bad and I really wanted to poop in my pants there in class.”

That explanation just leaves me shaking my head. Olive is a very smart girl – I suspect that she’s at genius level – And she should know better than to try to keep her panties white too long..

Finally, I move on to Olive’s punishment. “We’re only in the 2nd month of school and this is already your 3rd panty-soiling accident,” I tell Olive sternly, “That tells me that more than the usual dose of punishment is necessary.” First, I assign her to write the usual 300 times of “I will not poop in my panties in school again if my panties are too thin or too ugly to hold it.” But I not only sentence her to a full week of detention but detention sitting on the toilet with a full load in your panties. “You’ll sit your time in the Main Corridor girls’ room,” I stipulate and note for the record, “That’s the girls’ room you’d probably have used had you gotten a pass from Miss Johnson.” “Maybe next time you will get a pass from her when you need it and you can avoid messing in your panties in a proper way again,” I suggest to Olive, “And then you can avoid another week in detention sitting on the toilet with a load in your panties.”