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 Wednesday, February 14, 2018.

Our first case before the Toilet Violations Punishment Committee (TVPC) this afternoon is a pretty, outgoing redhead named Cece. Cece, a junior, is charged with wetting her pants in the school parking lot this morning, In fact, it happened just she was getting off the bus this morning. She is Co-President of the school’s newly formed Dance Club -- a position that she shares with her best friend Rocky. I see that Rocky is here as well -- probably to give her friend moral support. The two of them have really done a great job with the Dance Club. When it comes to dancing, these two really know how to SHAKE IT UP.

As CeCe takes the podium, her jeans are dry and show no signs of wetting. But that’s only because they have completely dried since she wet them this morning. It’s not a serious offense -- especially since it’s only her first time -- but I still have to wonder how she could manage to wet herself so early in the day. “School hadn’t even started yet, CeCe,” I point out to her, “Yet somehow you managed to wet your pants.” “Yes, sir,” she says, obviously ashamed of herself. “I had an accident,” she explains, “I just couldn’t hold it in.” “Well, obviously it was an accident -- We certainly don’t think you wet your pants on purpose,” I tell her, “But it just seems a bit unusual that you’d lose control like that as you’re coming off the school bus first thing in the morning.” “I mean, it’s unlike you to be wetting your pants in school at all,” I point out, “And to have it happen so early in the day is just doubly unusual.” “Don’t you go to the bathroom when you first get up in the morning?” I ask her.

My question was intended mostly to be rhetorical, but the pretty redhead surprises me with her answer. “Usually I do pee first thing in the morning and a lot of times I do the other thing, too,” she explains, “I guess I have kind of a large bladder but I do like to make sure it’s empty before I leave home.” “But I was in kind of a hurry this morning and didn’t pee,” she says, sheepishly, “I guess that was really a mistake.” She further explains that she first woke up about 4:30 AM and she peed then. But then she went back to sleep and ended up sleeping through her alarm clock. “When I finally woke up it was really late and I had to run to catch the bus,” CeCe tells us, “I was in such a hurry that I didn’t have to time to eat or pee or anything.” “I had just been to the bathroom a few hours before,” she explains, “So I figured I could just wait and pee when I first got to school.” “I barely had to go at all when I was rushing out the door,” she says, “I really didn’t think it would be a big deal at all to wait.” “But then on the bus, I suddenly had to go really bad,” she explains further, “And pretty soon it was leaking out in my panties a little bit at a time.” “But once I got off the bus, I suddenly had to go worse than anything,” the outgoing junior beauty continues, “And then it was more like a river running down my legs than just a little bit at a time.” “I just started really peeing my pants and I just couldn’t stop,” CeCe tells us, obviously quite embarrassed, “I just couldn’t hold any of it back.” I guess it was kind of stupid not to pee before I left home,” she acknowledges, “But I really thought I could hold it in until I got to school.”

“Well, I guess you won’t make that mistake again,” I tell CeCe, “You had a little embarrassment, I suppose, and I presume the wet jeans must have been uncomfortable, but at least you learned something.” CeCe readily nods her head at that. “Yes, sir -- I certainly did,” she acknowledges, “Big bladder or not, I’m always going to go pee when I get the chance.” “I should have learned that before now,” she points out, “It’s like a rule that before you go anyplace, you go to the bathroom whether you need to or not.” It’s only her first offense of the school year, so she won’t get any punishment for this. “It’s only a warning and no actual punishment this time,” I tell her, “But I suggest you be more careful because next time you will indeed be punished.” “There won’t be a next time, sir, that’s for sure,” she says with a smile, “One time wetting my pants is enough for me.” “Thank you for not punishing me this time,” she adds.

I had thought that CeCe’s friend and Dance Club Co-President Rocky was only here for moral support. But as I look over the TVPC agenda for this afternoon, I see that Rocky has a case of her own. The pretty junior brunette is charged with not flushing the toilet after using it. More specifically, she is charged with not flushing the toilet after having a bowel movement in it. Faithful readers of the TVPC surely know that failing to flush the toilet after having a bowel movement is more serious than not flushing after merely urinating. This apparently occurred during her lunch period in the girls’ room across from the school cafeteria.

“I don’t think she did it on purpose or anything like that,” reports Miss Bliss, who was monitoring the girls’ room at the time, “She was using the toilet and I think she just forgot to flush it when she was done.” “She did leave it unflushed after a bowel movement and a big one at that,” Miss Bliss specifies, “She certainly left a big load in the toilet as well as quite a bit of toilet paper.” “But I certainly have no reason to believe she did it on purpose,” the blonde-haired History Teacher reports, “It was towards the end of the period and it was pretty hectic in there and I think Rocky was just in hurry and forgot to flush.” Of course, leaving it unflushed on purpose would be more serious than just forgetting flush. The pretty and athletic brunette nods her head in agreement with the bathroom monitor’s report. She admits to leaving it unflushed, but claims it was just accidental. “I was in a hurry like Miss Bliss says,” she tells us, “I had already taken longer in there than I thought I’d be and I was eager to just wash my hands and get ready for my next class.” “I’m sorry, I didn’t flush, sir,” she adds, “But I just forgot.”

“Well, I think we all believe you when you say you didn’t do it on purpose, Rocky,” I tell her, “But you certainly do need to be more careful about such things in the future.” She nods her head in agreement with that. “Yes, sir,” she says. She goes on to explain that she had quite a big bowel movement and it not only took longer than she anticipated but it was a messy one that took a lot more wiping than she usually needs to do. “I know it’s not an excuse, sir -- Of course I know that a girl has to flush the toilet when she‘s done,” she explains, “But I’m just saying that’s why I took so long in the bathroom and that’s why I was in hurry to get washed up and get out of there.” “Well, I can certainly corroborate that,” Miss Bliss then chimes back in, “As I reported, it was quite a big load that Rocky left in the bowl as well as quite a bit of very messy toilet paper.”

“It was disgusting!,” adds Claire, from the detention section of the TVPC committee room, “I go in there to use the toilet and the toilet is all full of Rocky’s turds and stuff. Claire, a fellow junior, serving detention for a panty-soiling violation 2 days ago. “That was so disgusting!” Claire adds again, though this time the comment is more directed to Rocky herself, “If you’re going to take a disgusting dump like that in school, the least you can do is flush the toilet!” Immediately, I reach for gavel to restore order and admonish Claire for calling it like that. But Rocky doesn’t miss a beat and snipes back at her. “Well, at least I go in the toilet like we’re supposed to,” she tells the prissy junior princess-type sitting there in detention, “At least I don’t do it in my pants like you do.” “I think going in your pants is a lot more disgusting than just forgetting to flush the toilet,” she adds.

I, of course, admonish both of them for calling out like that, but if anything, I have to side at least a little with Rocky. “Obviously an unflushed toilet is quite disgusting -- especially when it’s a bowel movement,” I tell Claire, “But I have to agree with Rocky that even with an unflushed toilet, it’s better than doing it in your pants.” With that, Rocky proceeds to stick her tongue out at Claire. That, of course, draws a stronger admonishment from me. “That’s enough,” I tell her sternly, “Unless you want to write an apology in addition to the punishment you’re going to get for the unflushed toilet.” “Did you get the part where I said leaving your bowel movement unflushed in the toilet was disgusting?” I ask her rhetorically, “Just because it wasn’t as disgusting as Claire messing in her pants, doesn’t change that and it certainly doesn’t excuse you.” “You know I only had an accident because Miss Robinson wouldn’t let me go to the girls’ room,” Claire then chimes back in, “It’s not like I’m someone who just routinely messes in her pants or something.” “Well, I just forgot to flush,” Rocky then answers right back, “It’s not like I routinely leave the toilet unlashed all the time, either.” “Well, I don’t know how you can forget to flush the toilet,” Claire, in turn, argues, “Especially with that kind of massive dump you took I’d make sure I flushed.” “Do you have any idea how bad that smells?” she angrily asks Rocky, “Do you have any idea how bad that smells just sitting in the toilet like that?” “Well, at least I don’t mess in my pans like a baby,” Rocky, then argues back, anger evident in her voice, “Do you have any idea how bad that smells when someone has to sit next to you when you have a load in your pants?” Ratcheting up the decibels even more, Claire reiterates the point about how Miss Robinson not letting her go to the girls’ room caused the accident. “It wasn’t even my fault,” she angrily tells Rocky, “And it was only a little bit in my panties, too.” “I actually made it to the girls’ room to do MOST of it in the toilet,” she continues, “And I FLUSHED the toilet when I was done!” But Rocky just looks at her derisively and laughs. “I don’t care how much it was,” Rocky laughs at Claire, “It was still taking a shit in your pants!” That seems to positively enrage Claire. “Well, at least I don’t shit like a cow and then leave it there for everyone else to see,” she yells back at Rocky, “And at least I know how to flush the toilet when I’m done.”

Immediately, I grab my gavel and bang it loudly. I regret that I didn’t do it sooner before the argument got out of hand. But shortly both Rocky and Claire will come to regret it as well. “How many more days do you have in detention, Claire,” I ask the redheaded junior beauty. Even though it was only her fist panty-soiling offense, she made it worse on herself by lying about it. Consequently, she got a full week of detention instead of just 1 day for the panty-soiling itself.” “Today is my last day, sir,” she tells me. “Well, we’ll see about that,” I tell her. But first things first and that’s the unflushed toilet violation against Rocky. As has been noted, she didn’t do it on purpose but she did leave it unlashed after a bowel movement. For that I sentence her to 2 days of detention and writing, “I must learn to flush the toilet after using it” 200 times. But just as she turns to leave the podium I stop her. “Just one minute, young lady,” I tell her. And I also call Claire up the podium. Obviously, I have a surprise for them both and obviously, they’re not going to like it.

“Both of you young ladies need to control your language,” I tell the two of them, “Specifically, you need to watch your language in reference to your bodily functions -- especially at a TVPC meeting. I then direct the TVPC clerk to draw up a Violation Report on each of them. The charge, of course, is “Using Profanity to Refer to their Bodily Functions” -- specifically, their use of the word “shit.” “Proper young ladies do not shit,” I tell them, “And you two would be well advised to refer to such a matter properly.” “It’s called a ‘bowel movement’ -- that’s the proper term,” I remind the two junior beauties, “And in order to help you remember that, you’ll each write that phrase 1,000 times.” “And since you both yelled it out during a TVPC meeting, you’ll do that writing on the blackboard in detention,” I further stipulate. Claire lets out an audible groan. Obviously, she was looking forward to the end of her detention for lying about her panty-soiling. Now, of course, she’ll have at least a few more days as she writes “Bowel Movement” on the blackboard 1,000 times. Rocky isn’t too pleased, either. “You’ll do your blackboard writing first,” I tell her, “And then when you’ve done your 1,000 times, you’ll serve your 2 days detention for the unflushed toilet.” “Yes, sir,” she tells me glumly. A TVPC assistant then hands each girl a long stick of chalk and pointing them each to a blackboard in the back of the room, tells them, “Get to work!”

[Arnold Ziffel]

Toilet Violations Punishment Committee

Moving on with our agenda this afternoon we have 4 panty-soiling cases to deal with. The first one -- that of a skinny, blonde named Stephanie and nicknamed “Stevie” -- comes as a bit of a shock. Stevie is the Secretary of our Student Council, a very bright and articulate honor student and certainly not one to soil her panties in school. Miss Bliss, who apparently caught her with the soiled panties while the pretty senior was using the toilet in the New Addition girls’ room, has noted that Stevie’s soiling is a pretty light one, but it’s a panty-soiling nonetheless. “MADAME SECRETARY -- I must say I’m surprised,” I tell her, “I can’t recall you ever being here with soiled panties before.” “That’s because it’s never happened before,” she tells me, “And it didn’t happen this time, either.” Stevie has entered a plea of “Not Guilty” to the panty-soiling charge.

Turning to Miss Bliss, she seems a bit annoyed at Stevie’s plea of “Not Guilty.” “Come on, Stevie,” she says to the blonde-haired beauty, “I caught you right there in the stall trying to clean up your panties with toilet paper.” “I know it wasn’t a lot in your panties,” Miss Bliss tells her, “But you certainly did enough in them for it to be a panty-soiling.” “It looks like one of those cases where a girl makes it to the toilet a little too late,” the blonde-haired History & Civics Teacher turns and tells me, “Obviously, she did most of it in the toilet, but unfortunately, she got some of it in her panties, too.” “I did ALL of it in the toilet,” Stevie then chimes in, “I definitely did NOT get to the toilet too late and I definitely did it all in the toilet like I’m supposed to.” “I told you what happened,” she tells Miss Bliss, “I told you how that got in my panties and it wasn’t because I went in them.” “It wasn’t because I went in my pants,” she turns and tells me, “I didn’t go in my pants, sir -- I just didn’t.” Since Stevie doesn’t seem to deny that she’s got fecal matter in her panties -- albeit only a little bit -- it leads me to an obvious question. And Stevie is smart enough to answer it before I even ask. “It only happened because I didn’t wipe myself,” Stevie then explains, “I did it all in the toilet but I got that in my panties from not wiping myself afterwards.”

Her answer, naturally, catches us all a bit by surprise. “Well, Stevie, there’s no TVPC rule that specifically requires a girl to wipe herself after she uses the toilet -- even if it’s a bowel movement,” I explain to her, “But the rules also hold a girl responsible for what happens if she doesn’t wipe.” “If you still manage to keep your panties clean after not wiping, it isn’t a problem -- at least not as far as the TVPC is concerned,” I explain further, “But if your panties get soiled from not wiping, it’s no different than if you’d simply soiled them from not using the toilet at all.” Thinking about the specifics of Stevie’s case, though, it certainly would explain why her panties aren’t soiled that badly. While not wiping after a particularly messy bowel movement could certainly produce enough of a mess to constitute a panty-soiling violation, it would not, of course, be as much of a mess as simply doing the bowel movement directly in her panties.

Stevie, though, apparently already knew the TVPC rules about girls wiping themselves. She was visibly nodding her head as I was explaining them to her. But just because she understands the rules doesn’t mean she thinks it’s right. “I shouldn’t get a panty-soiling violation if I didn’t really soil my panties,” the senior beauty tells me, “That just isn’t right.” “Panty-soiling is supposed to mean that a girl went in her pants instead of the toilet,” she argues, “But I didn’t go in my pants -- I haven’t gone in my pants the whole time that I’ve been in high school.” “Well, I guess, I did WET my pants once back when I was a freshman,” she acknowledges, “But not since then and I’ve never MESSED in my panties at all.” Stevie is, of course, entitled to her opinion, but that doesn’t change the TVPC rules. If a girl soils her panties enough from not wiping herself after a bowel movement, she can be punished for panty-soiling. Although Stevie is a smart girl and clearly knows that, I reiterate that point. “Panty-soiling is panty-soiling,” I tell her, “A girl your age shouldn’t have fecal matter in her panties no matter how it got there.”

Of course, the discussion still begs the question as to why Stevie didn’t simply wipe herself and avoid all this. Naturally, I ask her about this. “I have to assume that you normally do wipe yourself when you have a bowel movement in school,” I tell her. “I mean, with all the after-school activities you’ve been involved with over the years here, you’ve probably done numerous bowel movements here at school,” I explain, “I have to think that if you didn’t regularly wipe yourself, you’d have had a panty-soiling violation long before now.” Stevie, actually, seems a bit annoyed at the question. “Well, obviously, I DO wipe myself,” she tells me, “That’s just gross if you go without wiping -- even when you just pee.” But Stevie then tells of being stuck in the stall without any toilet paper this time. “I was using the girls’ room between classes, so obviously I was in a bit of a hurry,” she says, “And when I reached for the toilet paper after I was done, I found the holder completely empty.” “As I said, I was in a hurry -- I just sat down and went without checking the toilet paper first,” she explains, “And by the time I was done, the warning bell had already rung and I had no time to get some more without being late for class again.” She has 2 toilet violations already this year for being late to class for bathroom purposes. “I went to the girls’ room again after my next class and I wiped myself then,” she explains further, “But by then, I guess it was too late -- I had already gotten some in my panties.” “That’s when Miss Bliss caught me in the girls’ room,” she adds, “I had wiped myself and was then trying to clean up my panties a little bit.”

With Stevie’s explanation, it all suddenly seems to make sense. It’s obviously an unfortunate situation and I tell her so. But it’s still no excuse for the mess in her panties. “I’m sorry but I’m still going to have to find you ‘Guilty’ on the “Panty-Soiling” charge,” I tell her and note for the record. I think she pretty much expected that as I see her nodding her head as I announce that. It’s her first panty-soiling of the school year but having those 2 violations for being late to class for bathroom purposes, she’s not entitled to be let off with just a warning. Still, under the circumstances, a quite lenient punishment is certainly in order. Ironically enough, she also has a violation on her record for using too much toilet paper one time last month. I give her the choice of spending an hour in detention or writing “I will not soil my panties in school again” 100 times. “I’ll do the lines, sir,” she quickly chooses -- seeming pretty happy that she doesn’t have to do both the lines and the detention. “If I were you I’d check for toilet paper next time before you sit down,” I suggest. She nods her head in agreement with that. “I will, sir,” she says.

Our next 2 panty-soiling cases come to us from gym class. The first case comes to us from Miss Musso, a very sexy gym teacher who also serves as our Cheerleading Coach. Faithful readers of the TVPC surely know Miss Musso has had more than her share of panty-soiling accidents and other toilet violations herself. It got so bad, in fact, that Coach Musso had to allow herself to be subject to TVPC rules in order to remain as our Cheerleading Coach. Lately, though, she has been doing a lot better as she has apparently regularly been doing her bowel movements here at school without incident. In fact, the case she is bringing now -- a charge of “Panty-Soiling” against a sophomore named Julie -- comes to us as a result of Miss Musso doing a bowel movement in the girls’ locker room bathroom this morning.

Initially, Julie had entered a plea of “Not Guilty” but as I understand it, she wishes to change that now. “I did it, sir -- I’m guilty,” she says, “It happened in Geometry class the period before gym.” “I know this is not my first time and that means more punishment,” Julie continues, “The last thing I need is to make it even worse by lying.” “I’m just going to be honest and admit what I did, sir,” the shy sophomore beauty tells me, “I’m just hoping you can consider that and maybe GIMME A BREAK when deciding my punishment.” That sounds like a prudent course of action on her part and I tell her so. “This would be your 3rd panty-soiling offense this year,” I remind her, “That’s nothing to be proud of certainly, but it isn’t all that bad, either.” “As you said, it’s best not to make it worse on yourself by lying about it,” I acknowledge, “You punishment for lying would probably have been worse than your punishment for the soiling.”

Turning now to Miss Musso, she reports that she herself was using the toilet in the girls’ locker room before 3rd period gym class. “I had to go use the toilet in the locker room,” the sexy, perennially spandex-clad gym teacher tells us, “You know how much I hate going #2 down there, but I had to go kind of bad and I didn’t want to risk waiting to go somewhere else.” As faithful readers of the TVPC surely know, Coach Musso is forbidden from using faculty bathrooms (like the one in the coaches’ office) and must use only student girls’ rooms instead. “I sat down in one of the stalls and started doing my business, “ Miss Musso continues, “I tried to make myself comfortable because I had been constipated for a while and I kind of figured this was going to be a big one and I was going to be a while.” “Immediately, I noticed that the girl in the next stall was using a lot of toilet paper,” she tells us, “Of course I didn’t know at the time that it was Julie in there -- I just knew that whoever it was sure seemed to have a lot of wiping to do.” “Sometimes a girl taking a lot of paper is a sign that something is wrong,” Miss Musso explains, “But sometimes a girl really does have a messy one and just has a lot of wiping to do.” “So I wasn’t sure what to make of it at first,” the sexy gym teacher explains further, “And I have to admit that I was most focused on my own business there in the bathroom.”

“But after a second toilet flush, I suddenly hear the rustling of clothing,” she continues, “I just assume that she was done and was now pulling her pants up.” “But then I saw that she was actually pulling her pants OFF,” Miss Musso reports, “I saw it under the stall partition.” “And next she took off her panties -- I saw those under the stall partition as well,” she tells us, “And I clearly saw that those panties had quite a mess in them.” With that last part, she turns to Julie with a stern but still sympathetic look. The sexy, toilet-troubled gym teacher then tells us that she saw Julie then pull on a clean pair of panties and then her gym shorts. She further reports that she watched through the crack in the stall door and saw that it was Julie leaving the stall. “She didn’t even go to the sinks to wash her hands,” Miss Musso adds, “She had her jeans rolled up in her hands and I assume she had her messed panties wrapped up hidden in there as well.”

There is a mild chorus of “ewww!” from the assembled crowd at the notion of Julie not washing her hands after what we now know to be wiping herself of a bowel movement mess. “I came back to the locker room and washed my hands before gym class,” the bright and pretty sophomore then explains. “I scrubbed my hands practically raw,” she explains further, “I actually had poop on my hands from wiping myself clean from my accident.” “And you said you left the locker room and came back?” asks Mrs. Crabtree, a member of the TVPC. “Yes, Ma’am -- I went out to my locker and hid my panties there.” “Your soiled panties?” Mrs. Crabtree asks her. “Yes, Ma’am -- I put them in a plastic bag and hid them in my jacket pocket in my locker,” Julie clarifies for us, an unmistakable look of shame on her face, “I was hoping I wouldn’t get caught and I was going to take them home to get rid of.”

Turning back to Miss Musso, she confirms that she herself was on the toilet for several more minutes and when she later confronted Julie, the messed panties were nowhere to be found. “I didn’t bother with a panty-inspection because I already knew that she had changed into clean panties,” Miss Musso explains, “But I did have her open her gym locker thinking I’d find the panties in there.” “But, of course, the panties weren’t there,” Miss Musso explains further, “And at the time Julie denied that she’d even had an accident.” Julie then turns, and with tears starting to fall, apologizes to Miss Musso for that. “I’m sorry,” she tells the kindly and very sexy gym teacher, “I’m sorry I lied to you about that.” “That’s O.K. -- At least you’re telling the truth now,” Miss Musso tells her sympathetically, “And, most importantly, you didn’t try to ditch the panties in the girls’ room or something or, worse yet, try to flush them down the toilet.” “I’m certainly glad you didn’t try that,” she tells the girl, “You get put on toilet suspension for that.”

“Well, they’re in my jacket pocket in my locker downstairs,” Julie tells us, “As I said, I’m planning to get rid of them in the garbage at home.” “Well, actually, you’re NOT going to get rid of those panties,” I then tell her, “You’re going to take them home, clean them out, and wear them to school tomorrow.” She lets out an audible groan at hearing that. “That’s officially part of your TVPC punishment for the panty-soiling,” I tell the shy and very embarrassed beauty, “You’ll be checked tomorrow to make sure you’re wearing those same panties.” As was noted, she has 2 prior panty-soilings this year. She’s also got a violation for “Loitering in the Girls’ Room.” She is sentenced to serve 3 days detention and write, “I will not soil my panties in school again” 300 times. “As I said before, a 3rd offense is nothing to be proud of but the punishment isn’t all that bad, either,” I warn her, “But with a 4th offense we really start increasing the punishments.” “In the future you very well may end up cleaning your soiled panties here at school instead of home,” I warn her further. I think she understands that that’s something she wants to avoid.

Miss Mars -- another one of our gym teachers -- also has a panty-soiling case for us. She’s caught Samantha -- or Sam, for short -- with soiled panties while the girl was changing for 7th period gym class. Samantha is a well-liked sophomore beauty who has blossomed quite nicely from the shy, awkward, tomboyish freshman that she was last year. She’s also improved her toilet habits -- at least as far as accidents are concerned -- considerably from her freshman year. But sometimes, despite a girl’s best intentions, it’s their bowels that tell them WHO’S THE BOSS. This wouldn’t actually be her first one this year, but so far it’s a big improvement from the 6 panty-soiling offenses (including 2 doubleheaders) that she did last year. The friendly, sophomore beauty has pleaded “Guilty” to the offense.

“It’s my fault, sir,” Sam tells us, obviously embarrassed, “It just sort of happened, sir.” While I appreciate her pleading “Guilty” and not trying to blame her accident on someone else, we certainly need more of an explanation than that. “Accidents like this don’t just happen, Sam,” I tell her, “I’m thinking that maybe you didn’t quite go to the girls’ room when you needed to.” “Yes sir, -- I guess I tried to hold it in too long,” she then tells me, lowering her head in shame, “I guess that’s really how the accident happened.” But Sam also tells us that the need to go came on quite suddenly. “I used to hold it in all the time when I had to go at school last year,” she explains, “I kind of got used to knowing how long I could usually hold it in before losing control and going in my pants.” “But I still can’t believe how quickly this all happened, sir,” she says, “It just came on all of a sudden.” “I mean, one minute I barely had to go at all and pretty soon I really had to go bad,” she explains further, “And then suddenly I couldn’t hold it at all and it was in my pants.” “I was gonna go to the girls’ room after Geometry and before I headed down to the gym,” she tells me, “And, well, I still went to the girls’ room, but by then it was too late.” “Well Sam, sometimes it happens that way,” I tell her sympathetically. She’s obviously embarrassed at having an accident, but she seems to be taking it in stride.

Miss Mars, a very pretty young gym teacher, tells us that she was supervising the girls’ locker room before gym class like she usually does. “Mostly I was watching the bathroom area,” she says, “I always watch for girls who try to change clothes in a bathroom stall.” “I mean, sometimes girls are just shy and do that for privacy,” the blonde-haired gym teacher explains, “But more often than not, it’s because a girl’s got something in her panties that she’s trying to hide and doesn’t want the other girls to see.” “But Samantha took a chance,” Miss Mars explains further, “She tried to change over in the locker area as usual and, I suppose, just hope that no one would notice her soiled panties.” “I saw her out of the corner of my eye, though -- she was looking really nervous,” the detective-type gym teacher continues, “Like she was looking for only the perfect time before she pulled her pants down.” “Obviously, I suspected the had something to hide,” Miss Mars tells us, “Obviously, I was going to keep a close eye on her while she changed.” “Obviously, it’s not easy to change for gym class when you’ve got a load in your pants,” Miss Mars reasons, “Obviously, it’s really hard to hide that when you pull your pants down.”

Sam is seen nodding her head as she listens to Miss Mars. She’s been caught with messy panties in the locker room enough times to know that what her gym teacher said is true. I don’t think Sam was even expecting to change for gym class without getting caught but, as Miss Mars said, she was apparently giving it a try. “Taking your clothes into the stall with you is a dead giveaway,” Sam says, “Especially with Miss Mars on the lookout in there.” “I thought that maybe I could change really quickly and keep my back to the lockers where no one would see,” she explains, “I figured it was worth a try.” “Yeah! -- I guess it was a worthy effort,” Miss Mars acknowledges, “But practically sticking your butt in a locker as you changed, does look kind of suspicious.” “With a load like you’ve got there, it’s pretty much inevitable that you were going to get caught,” Miss Mars tells the sophomore beauty. With that characterization from Miss Mars, I have to wonder if I should be giving out a particularly stern punishment in this case. For a particularly severe accident, of course, a girl will generally get an enhanced punishment. “No, it wasn’t anything particularly bad,” Miss Mars then clarifies, “It’s a lot in her panties to be sure, but no more than a good, solid, healthy bowel movement that we see in girls’ panties all the time.” Sam, although obviously quite embarrassed at her gym teacher’s characterization of her accident, breathes a sigh of relief at hearing she’s not due for a particularly severe punishment.

Still, she’s worried about the punishment that I am going to impose for this. She reminds me that it’s only her 2nd accident of the school year. “Please sir, can you please give me a break on my punishment,” she pleads, “I’m trying really hard this year not to have accidents anymore.” “I suppose I just got a little careless this time, sir,” she tells me, “But I promise that I’ll be more careful next time -- I promise that I won’t go in my panties again.” “I know I used to go in my pants a lot but I’m trying really hard to only go in the girls’ room this year,” she pleads some more, “I really don’t like going that way at school but I really don’t want to keep going in my pants like I used to do.” She’s apparently worried because she remembers how severely she was punished (including having to clean up one of those accidents in the girls’ room here at school) at the end of last year. But that, of course, doesn’t matter now. I put up my hand to stop her and I assure her that all the pleading is unnecessary. “I can see that you’re doing so much better than last year,” I tell her, “I can see that you’ve not had nearly as many accidents as you had last year.” I explain to her that this is a new school year and last year’s toilet offenses don’t count against her now. I even tell her that she should be proud of herself. “I mean, you clearly shouldn’t be proud of what you did today,” I clarify with a smile, “But you should be proud if you’re now going at school when you need to.” “I know that can’t be easy for you,” I add, “I know a lot of girls really don’t like having their bowel movements at school.” “It isn’t easy, sir,” she assures me, “But I am going at school when I need to -- I don’t want to keep having accidents like I used to.”

In addition to the prior panty-soiling charge, she’s got a violation for loitering in the girls’ room and one for going (a bowel movement) in the nurse’s office bathroom when she shouldn’t have. She gets 2 hours of detention and must write “I will not soil my panties in school again” 250 times. Obviously, she won’t enjoy that, but she’s happy that that’s her punishment. Or, more accurately, she’s happy that it isn’t worse. “I think that’s fair,” she says, nodding her head, “I guess I do deserve that.”

[Arnold Ziffel]

Toilet Violations Punishment Committee

For our 4th and final panty-soiling case today, I call Carol to the podium. She’s a cute but decidedly toilet-troubled freshman with a long list of toilet violations on her record, including this -- her 4th panty-soiling violation of the school year. Carol is a bright girl and nice girl but the freshman cutie is really going through some GROWING PAINS as she adjusts to high school -- or, more accurately, the high school girls’ rooms. Once again -- for the 3rd time this year -- it’s her 8th period Algebra teacher Miss Spellman charging her with the violation. The pretty and usually sympathetic Math teacher is not happy about this.

“This is ridiculous, young lady,” she lectures the girl, “I’m getting really tired of dealing with this in my class.” “I try to be sympathetic -- I realize that some girls have issues with going at school,” Miss Spellman continues, “But you really do need to start using the girls’ room when you need to have a bowel movement at school.” The shy, light-haired brunette just stands there in her badly soiled panties crying from Miss Spellman’s uncharacteristically harsh words. “I’m sorry, Carol -- I know you’re having trouble getting used to the high school bathrooms,” the typically kind-hearted Math Teacher tells her sympathetically, “But I’m getting really tired of you soiling your panties in my class.” “Is it something about me or my class that makes you want to poop your panties?” she asks Carol. Once again, the poor girl is just standing there crying from the shame of it all.

I, and the rest of the TVPC, are a bit taken aback by Miss Spellman’s tone. As she said, she’s usually pretty sympathetic to a girl’s toilet issues but it seems not so much in this case. I guess it is kind of frustrating when you’re so open to giving a girl a pass to the girls’ room and girls still manage to soil themselves in her class. I mean, Miss Spellman is about as willing to let a girl go to the girls’ room during class as any teacher in the whole school. It must then be frustrating when a girl still soils her panties in her class. But still, I’m more than a little surprised at Miss Spellman’s reaction to this case. “I don’t think it’s anything personal against you, Sabrina,” I tell the beautiful, blonde-haired Algebra Teacher, “I think it’s more a matter of circumstance than anything else.” “It’s 8th period, Miss Spellman,” I remind her, “If a girl has already been holding it in trying to wait until she gets home, last period is when an accident is most likely to happen.” I note that the only time it didn’t happen in 8th period for Carol, was when it happened in detention while she was serving punishment for a prior accident. The young Math teacher nods her head indicating she understands.

“I’m sorry,” Carol mumbles through her tears, directing her comments toward Miss Spellman, “You’re so nice.” “I don’t mean it as anything against you,” she tells her Algebra Teacher, “It’s just that I have accidents sometime -- It’s just that sometimes I can’t hold it in long enough and it just happens in your class.” “Well, you have to learn that sometimes you just can’t hold it in,” I lecture the toilet-troubled freshman, “You have to realize that sometimes you’ve got no choice but to just do it in one of the girls’ rooms here at school.” “You can’t keep having accidents like this, Carol -- You just can’t,” I explain, “I assume you know that the punishments keep getting worse the more times you do it.” Carol tells us that she understands but that she just can’t stand the idea of doing it in the school bathrooms. “I can barely urinate in there -- I’d even hold that in if I could,” she says, “I just can’t stand the idea of going the other way in there.

“Don’t take it personally -- She doesn’t poop in the bathroom at the mall, either,” calls out a voice from the detention section -- a voice belonging to Melanie. “That was you, wasn’t it, in the bathroom by the food court,” she asks Carol, “Wasn’t that you in there with pooped pants getting yelled at by your mom?” The comment draws a few giggles from the assembled crowd as well as Melanie herself. “Well, I wouldn’t talk if I were your,” the shy, freshman cutie suddenly -- UNCHACTERISTICALLY -- fires back. “Wasn’t that you at the assembly last week here at school?” she mocks Melanie, “With not only a load in your pants but a big wet stain on the front as well?” But before anyone can even react to that, Melanie fires right back. “I was on toilet suspension,” she tells Carol angrily, “What’s your excuse?” With that, I bang my gavel to end it. I suppose that Melanie did get the last word, but Carol certainly made her point. And I also have a point to make. “Unless you want to go back on toilet suspension, I suggest you keep your comments to yourself,” I warn her. During Melanie’s recent 2-week toilet suspension (for smoking in the girls’ room), she wet her pants far more than just that one day and I suspect that she soiled herself more than that once as well. Obviously, she doesn’t want to go through that again.

Getting back to the business at hand, I must now determine Carol’s punishment for the panty-soiling. She’s a sweet girl -- a shy girl who never has an unkind word for anyone -- and it’s hard to get really tough with her. But her toilet record is a shameful one. It includes (in addition to 3 prior soiling accidents), an unlashed toilet (after urinating) charge, an improperly squatting (to urinate) charge, and a charge of improperly using the nurse’s office bathroom -- this time to defecate. And looking at the load in her panties now (as evidenced by the bulge in the seat of her jeans) this is no small accident. I mean, it’s not an especially bad one but it’s rather clear that she’s done the whole bowel movement in her panties.

I’m tempted to send her to the girls’ room down the hall and force her to clean up that accident right here in school. I suggest that to her and ask, “Is there any reason why I shouldn’t?” Naturally, she reacts in sheer horror at the mere suggestion of that. Obviously, if she doesn’t want to simply sit down and have a bowel movement in the girls’ room here at school, she’s not going to like having to clean up a bowel movement mess here. Carol begs me to spare her that. Desperate, she promises me that she’s never going to mess in her panties again. “I promise I’ll do it in the girls’ room from now on,” she tells me, “Please sir, please -- Please just let me clean this up in privacy at home.” Normally, I don’t assign the mess cleaning punishment until a girl’s 6th accident so I won’t assign it here for “only” her 4th offense. But I certainly don’t believe that this will be her last soiling accident. Still, I’m going to hold her to the promise that she just made. “O.K. -- I will give you a break this time,” I tell her, “But trust me when I tell you that this will be the last time you soil your panties at school without having to clean it up here at school.” “This will absolutely be the last time that I give you a break on that,” I sternly warn her, “Next time, you’re really going to have a decision to make.” “Next time you can either go to the girls’ room and do your bowel movement in the toilet the easy way,” I tell her, “Or you can do it the hard way cleaning up your mess in the girls’ room after school.” “Yes, sir,” she tells me, obviously saying the right words but I’m not hearing much confidence in her voice.

Though I’m giving her a break in not making her clean the mess here at school, I’m not going to go easy on her otherwise. I’m not only going to make her write, “I will not soil my panties in school again” 1,000 times but I’m also assigning a 1,000 word apology to Miss Spellman for having accidents in her class. She also gets a week of after-school detention and that, of course, will be toilet sitting detention. She’ll also have to do toilet sitting during her 3rd period study hall for a week. She looks at me in tears -- and sad, puppy dog eyes -- an implicit plea not to punish her so severely. I just shake my head “no.” “Your punishment will stand, young lady,” I tell her, “I’m afraid you do deserve it.”

Moving on to more serious matters, I am most displeased to see that we have not one but two cases of girls violating their toilet suspension. Summer, a rich and spoiled senior brunette and Sonia, a self-centered junior are both accused of going to the bathroom – both ways! – behind the storage trailers in the rear of the school. Faithful readers of the TVPC know how serious an offense that is for a girl on toilet suspension. Both girls are on toilet suspension for their 2nd offense of smoking in the girls’ room. Sonia has 6 days left while Summer has 4 days left – each from a 2 week toilet suspension sentence. But that will most certainly change if they are found “Guilty” of violating that toilet suspension. “I’m very angry to see this, young ladies,” I tell them both, raising my voice a bit. “If you’re on toilet suspension and you can’t hold it in, then you go in your pants!” I remind them, “Going outside while on toilet suspension is just as bad as using the girls’ room!”

“I didn’t do it,” Sonia then tells me, “I mean, I didn’t go to the bathroom outside.” “I’m not guilty of this charge,” she says, “I did NOT violate my toilet suspension in any way. “I have never violated my toilet suspension,” the pretty junior adamantly claims, “And I certainly didn‘t violate it today.” “I haven’t gone to the bathroom in school all day – I haven’t gone to the bathroom in school since I’ve been on toilet suspension,” Sonia ardently argues. Looking at her I note that her jeans appear to be both clean and dry. That is very conspicuous this late in the day for a girl on toilet suspension. “You haven’t even urinated all day?” I ask her. “I mean, I assume you’re going to tell me that you had a bowel movement at home when you first got up this morning,” I tell her, “So that could explain how you haven’t had to do that.” “But even assuming that you urinated at home before coming to school this morning, I’d think you’d have to go again by now,” I explain further, “I mean, few young ladies can last a whole school day without having to at least urinate and obviously, you haven’t urinated in your pants yet today.”
“And I know that you’ve regularly wet your pants on toilet suspension so far,” I continue, “That would seem to point to you having urinated somewhere like in a toilet or behind the storage trailers in back of the school. But Sonia tells us that her time on toilet suspension has taught her to better manage her bladder. “I kind of have a big bladder to start and I make sure it’s empty in the morning before I even get to school,” she explains, confidently flipping back her reddish-blonde hair, “And then I try to restrict my fluids during the day and try to make it home without wetting myself.” “You can make it all day with having to urinate?” Mrs. Karbopple, a TVPC member asks her. “Well, it’s not like I don’t have to go, Mrs. Karbopple -- I mean, I really have to go bad now,” Sonia answers, “But it’s that sometimes I can make it through without actually having to wet myself.” “I didn’t do it -- I just didn’t do it,” she says again, “I don’t like being falsely accused but just find me “Not Guilty” and ALL IS FORGIVEN.”

Summer on the other hand, rather bravely steps up and admits what she did. “I did it, sir,” the pretty brunette confesses, “I’m afraid Miss Mars is right -- I did go to the bathroom outside behind the storage trailers.” “I went to the bathroom in my pants both ways yesterday,” Summer explains, “I mean, I’ve gone pee in my pants before but this was the first time on toilet suspension that I made a mess.” “I mean, yesterday was the first time I made a mess in my panties since I was a freshman,” the senior beauty explains further, “And it was so disgusting I just couldn’t stand it.” “ I guess I must have THE O.C.d about poop in my pants or something,” she speculates, “I just can‘t stand how that feels.” “I’m sorry but I just couldn’t stand the idea of doing it again today,” she says, as she breaks down in tears. “I was just desperate for it not to happen again today,” Summer tells us through her tears, “So when I had to go again today, I just went outside and did it.”

“You snuck outside on your lunch period?” I ask Summer. “Yes, sir – I went out the side entrance when the teacher wasn’t looking,” she answers, “I went out back behind the storage trailers, pulled down my pants, and did what I had to do.” “At first, I was only going to do #2,” she explains, “I can handle wetting my pants, but it was the other stuff in my pants that I can’t stand.” “But then I just started to pee while I was going the other way,” Summer explains further, “And the peeing just felt too good to stop it then.” “And that’s when Miss Mars caught you?” I ask. Miss Mars, a very pretty blonde and great friend of the TVPC, is the teacher who filed the Violation Report against her. “Yes, sir,” the beautiful, well-endowed brunette answers, “Miss Mars was patrolling back there, I guess, and she caught me right in the act.” Upon questioning, she admits she was pretty much done by the time Miss Mars caught her. “I was already done doing my bowel movement when Miss Mars confronted me,” Summer says, “And I only had a little bit left when she made me stop peeing.” “I had some tissues and some napkins in my purse to wipe with but Miss Mars wouldn’t let me,” the senior continues, “She made me just pull up my panties right there without wiping at all.”

“That’s the way it goes, Summer,” I then tell her, “When you’re squatting back there doing something you’re not supposed to be doing , you can’t expect a teacher to then let you wipe.” “Oh yes sir – I understand that,” she tells me, “I don’t blame Miss Mars for that at all.” “I know it was my own fault for doing what I did,” Summer acknowledges, contrition evident in her voice, “I think Miss Mars was actually pretty nice about the whole thing.” And likewise, Miss Mars is complementary toward the usually tough, outspoken senior beauty. “At least she was honest about it and admitted when she was caught,” Miss Mars tells us, “And she did stop urinating and pulled up her pants immediately when I told her to do so.” “I hope you’ll consider all that when you determine her punishment, Mr. Chairman,” the pretty and ever-diligent gym teacher suggests, “I know it’s a serious offense, but I hope you’ll give her some consideration.”

“Does this mean, 2 more weeks on toilet suspension?” a tearful Summer then asks me. “Actually, 2 weeks is the MINIMUM punishment for violating a toilet suspension,” I tell her sternly, “I could actually give you an entire month on toilet suspension for this.” Immediately, she starts to beg me to give her only the 2 weeks. “Please sir – Please don’t give me longer for this than you have to,” she pleads. “Give me more detention and writing punishment if you have to, sir” she offers, “But please only give me the minimum on toilet suspension.” Immediately, I put up my hand to stop her. “Relax,” I tell the worried beauty, as I assure her that her pleas are unnecessary. “I’m taking into consideration what Miss Mars said,“ I explain, “I’m taking into consideration how you’ve admitted guilt and how you immediately obeyed Miss Mars when you were caught.” “I think 2 more weeks on toilet suspension is sufficient in your case,” I explain further, “You were obviously wrong to be going to the bathroom outside but you’ve certainly done the right thing since then.”

“Still, 2 more weeks on toilet suspension, isn’t going to be easy for you, Summer” I tell her sympathetically, “There will surely be days when you’ll have to do more than just wet your pants.” Summer nods her head in acknowledgement of that. “I guess I’m just going to have deal with that, sir,“ Summer tells me, “I don’t know how, but I’m just going to have deal with messes in my pants.“ I commend her that positive attitude but warn her that violating her toilet suspension again will carry even more serious consequences. “Next time the minimum punishment is an entire month of additional toilet suspension,” I explain, “I’m not sure I’d be amenable to only sentencing you to the minimum again. I think Summer gets the message. Messy panties or not, I don’t think this a mistake she’ll make again. Summer’s punishment will also include writing, “I will not go to the bathroom outside or otherwise violate my toilet suspension again” 1,000 times and serving a week in detention. These are also the minimum mandatory punishments for violating a toilet suspension.

Now moving on to Sonia’s case for violating her toilet suspension, I can see right away that this case is a lot more complicated. Not only does Sonia adamantly deny her guilt but we don’t even have a staff member as the accuser. Instead, the Violation Report was filed by Spencer, a pretty brunette and classmate of Sonia. As faithful readers of the TVPC surely know, it’s not only teachers and other staff members who may bring toilet violation charges against a girl. Though it doesn’t happen very often, students are allowed to bring toilet violation cases against other students. But, of course, these cases are often harder to prove than those cases brought by teachers. And that’s particularly true when the girls involved don’t particularly like each as is the case here.

“I didn’t do it,” Sonia repeats adamantly, “I didn’t go to the bathroom outside and I didn’t use the girls’ room.” She’s sticking to her story about going both ways at home this morning and that she’s simply been holding in her urine ever since. She reiterates that she really has to go bad now but with her big bladder, she’s managing to keep control.

“Spencer is only bringing these charges to get back at me,” Sonia then explains, “She’s still mad at me from when I reported her for making that mess in the girls’ room.” “Spencer thinks she’s so pretty and perfect and everything,” she continues, “But they should have seen that mess she did all over the toilet seat.” “And boy, did it smell,” Sonia continues, glaring at Spencer in the process, “You really stunk up that whole bathroom for the rest of the day.” Spencer just glares back at her -- no doubt unhappy that that embarrassing incident from 2 months ago is being rehashed here. “I didn’t do it -- I just didn’t go to the bathroom outside,” Sonia reiterates again, “As I said, Spencer is just making the whole thing up to get back at me.” “She thinks she’s so pretty and perfect,” Sonia goes on, “But she’s nothing but a PRETTY LITTLE LIAR.”

Surprisingly, Spencer actually admits that that’s true. Well, she admits that it’s true to a point. “Yes! – I’m doing this to get back at you,” Spencer tells Sonia firmly, “I am reporting you because you reported me. “I had to spend a whole week in detention cleaning bathrooms because of you,” Spencer explains, glaring back at Sonia defiantly, “If you think our bathrooms are disgusting now, what do you think it’s like to have to clean them.” “And I didn’t just have to mop the floors and empty the garbage and stuff like that,” the skinny, well-dressed brunette continues, “I had to get down and scrub toilet bowls and even clean urinals in the boys’ room.” Sonia responds with a characteristically snarky smile. “Yeah! -- I’m doing this to get back at her,” Spencer then turns and address the committee, “But just because I’m trying to get back at her, doesn’t mean she didn’t do it.” “Just because I happen to be the one who caught her doesn’t make her innocent,” the senior beauty argues, “Personally, I couldn’t care less if Sonia goes and takes a dump outside but if I can use it to get revenge on her, that’s fine with me.” “She’s the one that’s lying, sir,” Spencer tells me, “She did go outside and go to the bathroom there and everything that I’m telling you is true.”

Upon questioning, though, Spencer admits that she didn’t actually see Sonia with her pants down, violating her toilet suspension behind the storage trailers. Still, she believes that she has adequate cause to bring the charge again her classmate. “I saw Sonia grab a whole stack of napkins from the cafeteria and stuff them in her purse,” “And then I saw her sneaking out the side entrance to the cafeteria when the cafeteria monitor wasn’t looking.” “I saw the red wristband so obviously I knew Sonia was on toilet suspension,” the well-spoken brunette continues, “You don’t have to be a detective to figure out where she was going and what she was going to do what she got there.” “I doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know what she was going to use those napkins for,” Spencer adds, Obviously, it wasn’t just to dry herself after she peed.” “I wasn’t feeling well so I went outside to get some air,” Sonia then answers, “And I took the napkins in case I got sick.” “I certainly didn’t go outside to go to the bathroom,” she argues on her behalf, “I was going outside in case I got sick.” “I‘m on toilet suspension -- remember,” she tells us, holding up her wrist, show us the red wristband, “It’s not like I could go into the girls’ room for that for that, either, you know.”

Naturally, I’m skeptical of Sonia’s story, but this is a tough case to decide. I really am inclined to believe what Spencer is telling us. Her testimony does seem more plausible than Sonia’s explanation. but she does have motivation to lie and she didn’t actually see her classmate going to the bathroom outside. But as she said, just because she wants to get back at Sonia, doesn’t mean Sonia is innocent. Still, I always have to be skeptical in cases where it’s one student charging another student. And while it does seem more likely than not I’m just not sure if it’s enough to find Sonia “Guilty” of this very serious charge.

As the TVPC contemplates this very difficult case, Mrs. Crabtree (a TVPC member) suddenly comes up with an idea. She points out that Sonia has claimed, of course, not having urinated since she left home this morning. “And obviously she hasn’t wet her pants,” the committeewoman points out, “Or at least not wet them significantly.” “I haven’t wet them at all,” Sonia chimes in, “I’ve just held it in all day.” “So then obviously you have to go quite badly now, don’t you?” she asks the junior beauty, “I think she even said before that you have to go really bad now, didn’t you.” “Yes, Ma’am,” Sonia answers. Mrs. Crabtree then flashes a broad smile. Apparently, she got the answer she was looking for. She then suggests that a teacher escort Sonia down the hall the girls’ room. “I propose that we let Sonia go sit on the toilet and urinate,” Mrs. Crabtree suggests, “We should have a teacher watch her to see how much she does urinate.”
“If Sonia is telling the truth and hasn’t urinated all day, she should have to go quite badly by now,” Mrs. Crabtree explains, “If her big bladder is as full as she says, she should be able to produce quite a big urination for us.”

I love the idea and so does the rest of the TVPC. By unanimous consent, we decide to do just that and Miss Mars quickly steps up and volunteers to be the escort. Interestingly, Sonia seems opposed to the idea. “But I’m on toilet suspension, sir,” she tells me, “I’m not allowed to use the girls’ room at all.” “Well, I think we can make an exception this one time,” I respond, “I think we can make an exception here in order to let you prove your innocence.” “I would think you’d want this opportunity to prove your innocence,” I tell her, “Not to mention having held it in all day like you said you did, I’d think you’d welcome the opportunity simply to go to the girls’ room and urinate.” With that, the junior beauty just looks at me puzzled, not really sure how to react. “Well, this is your chance to prove what you’ve been telling us all along,” I then tell her, “All you have you do is show Miss Mars how full your bladder is and that’ll prove you haven’t urinated since left home this morning.” “Or you can just admit that you haven’t actually been holding it in since this morning,” I offer her, “You can admit that you did indeed sneak out behind the storage trailers and urinate there.” “You’re not going to tell me you’re shy about urinating in front of Miss Mars, are you?” I ask her, although that’s more a rhetorical question than anything else. Unlike a lot of girls, Sonia isn’t at all shy about her bodily functions. Sonia is definitely the kind of girl who wouldn’t think twice about popping a squat outside if she really needed to.

[Arnold Ziffel]

Toilet Violations Punishment Committee

After much hemming and hawing, Sonia decides to take the trip down the hall with Miss Mars. The reality of it being that she really doesn’t have much choice. While the TVPC pauses for a moment to wait for them, I take the opportunity to admonish 2 girls in the detention section. “Is there a problem back there, young ladies?” I ask them. The question is directed to Angela, a sexy and outgoing blonde bombshell and Allison, a light-haired brunette and loner type. Angela, a true AMERICAN BEAUTY, is a junior serving detention for “Leaving Class Without Permission to Use the Bathroom.” Allison, also a junior, is serving detention for “Panty-Soiling” -- she messed in her panties while serving an all-day detention here at school last Saturday. That Saturday Detention was imposed by the Principal and it was, of course, for a non toilet-related offense. Both girls seem to be working on the repetitive writing assignments that they also got for their respective violations.

“Is there a problem back there, young ladies?” I ask them again when no answer is forthcoming to my prior question. “Tell him -- tell him, Allison,” Angela urges her friend, pointing to me in the process, “Tell him!” “Tell me what?” I ask Angela, rapidly running out of patience, “Tell me WHAT!” Pausing for a moment, Angela then tells me, “Allison has to go to the bathroom.” She chuckles a bit as she says it, but Allison simply denies it. “I do not,” Allison answers. But looking over at Allison -- specifically, the way she is sitting forward in her seat and looking quite uncomfortable -- it’s rather clear that she does. “You do to,” Angela tells her, “You know you have to go -- Just admit it.” “I do NOT!,” Allison answers again. But her answer -- though louder this time -- isn’t any more convincing than the first time she said it.

“Yes, you do!” I tell Allison sternly, “I can tell by the way you’re sitting in your seat.” “The way you’re sitting forward on the edge of your seat like that,” I explain, “It’s rather obvious that your pushing your behind down hard on the edge of the chair.” “That’s the telltale sign of a girl trying to hold in a bowel movement,” I explain further, “And I can see that certain look in your eye that says you really need to go.” Pausing a moment, Allison then reluctantly admits that she does indeed have to go. “O.K. -- I do,” Allison admits, “I do have to go #2.” The pretty, free-spirited junior then explains that she did have to go before detention but decided to hold it in instead. “I didn’t really have to go bad,” Allison explains further, “So when I went to the girls’ room before detention I only peed.” I look at her incredulously. The notion of her actually having gone to the girls’ room but not doing everything she needed to do while she was there, just makes me shake my head. “Why didn’t you just go when you had to?” Angela then asks her, “Why wouldn’t you just go if you were already in the girls’ room?” Apparently, I wasn’t the only one thinking that. “This is what happens when you wait like that,” Angela tells Allison, “Why would you want to wait like that.” “Especially when you just had an accident on Saturday,” Angela continues, “Why would you want to take a chance like that?”

But Allison has other ideas. “I didn’t have to go bad at all then,” Allison reiterates, “I thought I could wait and go at home.” “I’d just rather go at home than go at school,” the pretty but ditzy junior explains, “I mean, I’d certainly rather go at school than go in my pants, but I definitely would rather go at home than at school.” Angela, though, just gives her friend a look of frustration. “Who cares where you go? -- Why don’t you just go when you need to go,” she tells Allison, her frustration with her friend evident in her voice, “This is what happens when you wait -- Suddenly it’s an emergency and you’re stuck in class or in detention or somewhere.” “But I didn’t have to go bad before?” Allison reiterates again, “That’s the only reason I decided to hold it.” “I thought for sure, I could just wait until I got home,” she explains again, “It’s only now that I suddenly have to go bad.”

Well, in hindsight don’t you think it would have been a good idea to go before you came to detention?” I ask her, “I mean, especially since you were already in the girls’ room urinating, don’t you think it would have made sense to defecate as well?” “I mean, especially considering that you’re already in detention for the accident you had in detention last Saturday,” I remind her, “I’d have thought you’d have already learned your lesson about trying to hold it in too long.” Allison nods her head and now admits that she should have gone both ways before coming to detention. As she speaks, I can’t help but notice her grimace and tense her body considerably. I’m thinking that she just experienced a surge from her bowels and had to clench tightly to keep the bowel movement inside her. It’s rather clear that poor Allison is really in a struggle to hold it in now -- a struggle to avoid her second panty-soiling mess in less than a week. But Allison, of course, has no one but herself to blame for this.

“Ask him,” Angela then urges her friend, “Ask him if you can go now.” Looking over at Allison, I pause a moment to wait for the question from her. “Um…..sir…..I mean, sir, would it be possible that I could go to the girls’ room now?” Allison asks, a tone of desperation evident in her voice. “Please sir, I really have to go,” she pleads. “Please sir -- Please let her go,” Angela chimes in, “You don’t want her to have another accident, do you?” “Whether I want her to have an accident or not is besides the point,” I answer Angela’s question, but address my response more to Allison, “The point is that you’re supposed to go to the bathroom before detention.” “If you have to go, you need to go BEFORE detention,” I explain, “Because the TVPC rules explicitly forbid going to the bathroom during any kind of detention.” “Well, any kind except for toilet sitting detention,” I clarify, “Obviously, you can use the toilet when you’re already sitting there on the toilet.” But the larger point, of course, is that I must deny Allison permission to go to the girls’ room now. “I’m sorry Allison, but you’re just going to have to wait until detention is over,” I tell her, sympathetically, but sternly, “Hopefully, you’ll be able to hold it in long enough.” Fortunately, she’s only got about 10 minutes to go, but she’s really sitting up on the edge of chair, obviously quite desperate to go.

After a little more than 5 minutes, Miss Mars and Sonia reenter the committee room. I note that Miss Mars is shaking her had and Sonia looks about ready to cry. “Well, she did urinate,” Miss Mars tells us, “But it really wasn’t very much at all.” “As much as she tried, she just couldn’t urinate more than a little bit,” the pretty gym teacher explains, “If she really had been holding it in since this morning, she obviously would have been able to urinate a lot more than she did.” “Obviously, Mr. Chairman,” Miss Mars concludes, “Sonia has urinated a lot more recently than she’s previously led us to believe.” “And just as obviously, that means you violated your toilet suspension,” I then angrily tell the pretty junior, “I guess it doesn’t actually prove you urinated outside but it certainly does prove you urinated somewhere when you weren’t supposed to.”

With my harsh words the poor girl suddenly breaks down in tears. “Alright, I did it,” she suddenly says, “I went to the bathroom outside at lunch today.” “And you had a bowel movement as well as urinating?” I ask her. To that, she nods her head “yes.” “And you used napkins from the cafeteria to wipe yourself just as Spencer thought you did?” I ask her next. With that she looks over at Miss Mars not really sure how she should answer that. “Your panties were completely clean and dry,” Miss Mars tells the girl, “It would seem that wherever you went to the bathroom you did a good job wiping yourself afterwards.” I press the girl for an answer. She again nods her head “yes” -- acknowledging that she did indeed wipe with napkins just as she was accused. I look over and note that Spencer is flashing a broad smile at this whole thing. “This is nothing to be happy about,” I admonish her, “This is a very serious violation of TVPC rules and I’d advise you to regard it as such.” “We still need someone to clean up her bowel movement from the pavement,” I mention to Spencer, “If you think this is so amusing perhaps we could get you to do that.” Spencer gets the message and wisely wipes that smile off of her face.

But the bulk of my wrath in this matter is surely directed at Sonia. Now that she’s caught, Sonia suddenly becomes quite contrite and she, too, is now begging me for leniency. “Please sir -- A toilet suspension is just an awful punishment,” she pleads, “Please sir -- If you could just give me the minimum extra suspension time like you did for Summer.” Her request is, of course, laughable. Or it would be laughable if it were not such a serious offense. In fact, because she tried to lie her way out of it, she’s in even worse trouble than she thinks. “The TVPC clerk will draw up an additional Violation Report on Sonia,” I announce for the record, “The charge, of course, will be “Lying to the TVPC” during this case.” The junior beauty lets out an audible groan at hearing that. “Does that mean that I have to get punished for that, too?” she asks. I give her a look. She’s not the smartest girl in the school, but that’s a really silly question. “Of course you get punished extra for lying,” I tell reddish-blonde-haired beauty, “And lying about a toilet suspension matter gets you more time on toilet suspension.” Sonia lets out an even bigger groan this time. She starts to plead again for leniency but I stop her. “Don’t even waste your breath,” I tell her, “You blew it big time, young lady.”

“You know it’s not really a toilet suspension at all if you just go to the bathroom outside instead,” I angrily lecture her, “I mean, it’s probably not as convenient as going in the girls’ room, but it’s not really what a toilet suspension is about, is it?” Sonia just shakes her head “no” as the tears begin to really flow. “A toilet suspension is about not being able to go to the bathroom at school at all,” I remind her, “And that not only means that you can’t use the toilet but that you can’t go outside, either.” “When you’re on toilet suspension, you either hold it in or go in your pants,” I angrily tell the teary-eyed beauty, “Is that clear, young lady?” With her head facing the floor, crying hysterically, she just mumbles, “yes sir.” Of course, she already knows what I’m telling her, but it’s important that I really drive home the point. “And when you commit a toilet violation -- especially a severe one like this -- you don’t lie about it,” I lecture her further, “And that will certainly be reflected in the severity of your punishment. “I just didn’t want to go in my pants,” she mumbles through her tears, “I’m just so tired of going in my pants all the time.” I’m left just shaking my head. If she’s tired for going in her pants, violating her toilet suspension is the last thing she should have done.

For going outside (both ways), I give her the maximum punishment of one additional month on toilet suspension. And for lying to the TVPC about it, I tack on an additional 2 weeks. She starts to plead again for some leniency and consideration, but I angrily shut that down as well. “You flat out lied right through your teeth about what you did,” I remind her, “And you made us go so far as to have to send Miss Mars to the girls’ room with you to prove that you urinated recently.” “That was a pretty elaborate lie, young lady,” I tell her, “And that’s why you’re going to serve a toilet suspension specifically for that as well.” For violating the toilet suspension, she’ll also have to serve 2 weeks of detention and write, “I will not go to the bathroom outside or otherwise violate my toilet suspension again” 1,000 times. And for the lying, I give he 1,000 times of “I will not lie to the Toilet Violations Punishment Committee again.” “T-t-two thousand lines, sir?” she asks me, obviously a bit stunned at that. But I just shoot her a look that makes it abundantly clear that I am serious. She then requests additional time to complete those assignments. “Both assignments will be due in 1 week as usual,” I tell her sternly.

“I’m sorry, NAME, but you did all this to yourself,” I tell her, “Hopefully next time, you’ll think twice before squatting behind a garbage dumpster outside.”

The last matter before the TVPC this afternoon is a bit of committee business. For it, I call to the podium Blossom, a pretty and extremely bright junior. She’s here -- hopefully -- to hand in a punishment writing assignment. It was at the school Science Fair 1 week a ago that Blossom rather shamefully soiled her panties. She is now -- 1 week later -- being asked to hand in 500 times of “I will not soil my panties in school or at Science events again.” In addition to being very smart -- especially in Science -- Blossom is one of the nicest girls you’re ever going to meet. I really didn’t like being that severe with her but having happened at our school’s Science Fair, it was an accident while representing the school. That is, of course, a more serious violation that simply soiling her panties in school. The case was decided last week but I still feel compelled to comment as I’m asking Blossom to hand in her punishment assignment.

“I must say Blossom I’m still quite surprised at you having an accident like that,” I tell her, shaking my head, “I mean, you’re probably the best Science student in the whole school and, of all places, you soil your panties at our very own Science Fair.” “I think I speak for the whole TVPC when I say I‘m quite proud of your achievements in Science, but I’m quite ashamed of you for this.” “Believe me, sir, you can’t be more ashamed of me than I am of myself,” the articulate junior honor student tells me, “I’d do anything to go back in time and prevent this was happening.” “I still can’t believe it happened, sir,” she says, shaking her head, “And in front of all those people at the Science fair, to boot.” Blossom goes on to explain that she was showing her project and she was having to go worse and worse as her presentation was going on. She says she had to go quite bad after a while but a lot of people were interested in her project. “I guess I just waited too long, sir,” she tells me, “When I finally did go there was a line in the girls’ room and I just couldn’t hold it in any longer.” That is, of course, no excuse for having an accident and I tell her so. “I know you really like Science, Blossom, but sometimes getting to the toilet has to come first,” I tell her, “Sometimes your bowel movements just can’t wait and unfortunately this seems to have been one of those times.” “Yes sir, I know,” she says, “I certainly didn’t mean that as an excuse.” “I know it’s my own fault for not going to the girls’ room when I needed to,” she acknowledges “I know that taking care of my bowel movements is sometimes even more important that Science.”

As directed, Blossom then hands her completed punishment to the TVPC clerk. “500 times!” she says. The TVPC clerk looks it over and announces that it appears complete and in good form. He notes that Blossom wrote on both sides of the paper (TVPC rules give girls the choice of writing on one side or both sides of the paper) and at 25 sentences per side, the punishment fills 10 sheets of paper. Her punishment is, of course, accepted. Our clerk also notes that it’s written particularly neatly. “I trust you’ve learned your lesson,” I tell the sweet and likable young lady, “I trust you’ll be doing your bowel movements in the toilet from now on.” “Yes, sir -- that’s for sure,” she tells me, “It makes a big dent in your time having to write 500 times,” she says, “Not to mention the embarrassment of having done it in the first place.” With Blossom’s rigorous academic schedule, her time is at a premium. I certainly believes Blossom when she tells me that she’s learned her lesson.

Before adjourning the meeting, I take a moment to receive a report for Mrs. Johns. When TVPC detention ended about 10 minutes ago, I had our ace monitor Mrs. Johns follow Allison when she left detention. “Allison and Angela headed immediately for the girls’ room when they left detention,” Mrs. Johns report, “The went to the girls’ room just down the hall from here.” “Allison immediately went into a stall and got herself onto the toilet,” Mrs. Johns reports further, “She didn’t even bother to close the stall door.” “I’m happy to report that Allison did make it to the toilet in time,” she tells us with a smile, “She did a nice bowel movement in the toilet and I’m happy to report that none of it came out in her panties beforehand.” “Well, that’s certainly good news,” I tell her, “Thank you for your report.” “You’re welcome, Mr. Chairman,” she tells me, “That is indeed good news.” “Still, lets hope that Allison goes before reporting to detention next time,” Mrs. Johns adds, “I think this was a very close call for her.”

So concludes another session of the Toilet Violations Punishment Committee. Meeting adjourned at 4:26 PM.

[spandexman]

Welcome back Arnold

I missed Grace Musso, Glad to see she is back.