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David transferred out of his old school; he thought that would end it until a suspicious car starts following him home. She ripped a very long, silent fart that assaulted me immediately. Kristen began clapping and laughing.

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I continued a pattern of exploding away for 10 or so seconds, and resting for the next 1-2 minutes, and exploding again. When I finally felt empty enough some 10 minutes later, I started wiping. She watched you beg for it. And she watched you chew it. And swallow it. And thank us for doing it," Kristen's smile had her glowing. You're welcome and apology accepted. If you keep trying, I think you will eventually reach your goal someday. 900ml is still impressive to me. I usually have to pour out the jug I use for measuring because it only stops at 1000ml. So, I am always stopping and continuing. Maybe a flower vase would work better than that old pyrex jug I have. I sure could use another one, maybe I should do 1000ml in there and move up to my old flower vase I'm not using.

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Hey everyone! Thanks for your responses to my public pooping question. It's interesting (and sad) that there is such a stigma among so many people about a simple act that each and every one of us do….Esme. I was interested to read how different your poops were in your last post even though they were a day apart. I flushed the toilet, and it surprisingly went down, but it had left a bunch of gnarly brown smears all over the toilet bowl, from the drain all the way to the rim, and the remaining water was brown and full of chunks. I flushed again. And again. The streaks remained although the water in the bowl was now clear. It was 2008. I had just gotten my then current job earlier that same year, and they were overworking me. I also was not living with family at the time as I relocated for the job. On Thanksgiving, I cooked me a massive pot of pinto beans, probably 10 lbs of them, and ate the entire thing over the course of the day. Ms. Jennifer Kelly uses her grotesque talents and her newly found growth ray to wreak havoc with her cohort in tow. Nothing is going right on the set of The Seven Year Itch. Now the fan for the skirt scene is malfunctioning and they are running out of time. What will they do?

This was a mistake, because I didn't get the day after off. I had a deadline to meet for a project and had to go to the office to continue working on it on Friday. I was also the only one in the building on my floor. Normally, I take three or four poops a day, usually within an hour after each meal, farting through the day. That morning after breakfast, I didn't poop. After lunch, I didn't poop either. It was getting toward the end of the day and I felt extremely bloated with both poop and gas, as I also hadn't been farting much that day. Then it finally came: the twinges and pangs in my lower GI tract made themselves known. I told you once, if you don't follow our commands, we will call the police, and set you up in a way that it would seem that you wanted to brutally murder us. So you've got 2 options." Then about mid morning he heard a bus stopping not far away from his toilet prison, then the sound of foreign voices as whoever they we're started getting off the bus and he guessed they must be from some sort of tour group. The voices sounded European to him, maybe either French or German but he couldn't really tell, all he knew was they we're definitely getting closer until they we're directly outside the toilet. The door then opened and a young blond girl in her early twentys with braided hair tied up in a ponytail looked down at him and started to giggle, she then called out something in her own language and before he knew it he saw the faces of about six different young girls looking down at him, all of whom started to giggle at the sight of such a pathetic creature at the bottom of a toilet with crap all over his face. He was starting to feel like some sort of tourist attraction, as the girls we're peering down at him pointing and laughing. He could then hear them start to clear their throats as all six girls started to spit on him at once, they all started to laugh again as one of the girls then pulled down her pants, sat on the toilet seat and stared to piss on him, while all the other girls who we're still in the toilet seemed to be cheering her on, when she had finished pissing she got up off the seat only to be replaced straight away by another young foreign girl who proceeded to piss all over his face as well, then another girl took her place and another until he had been peed on by about 6 different girls in a row. Once they had all relieved themselves they then left the toilet to continue with their day of shopping and sightseeing, leaving him in there covered in their piss, to do his own sightseeing of woman's piss and shit falling on top of his face. The cleanup job was a massive undertaking. I was wiping for the next 5 minutes. When I finished, the toilet bowl was filled with crap. Completely and utterly filled, with a pile of used toilet paper on top. I worried it would not go down. Hi Chakamami. You are not stupid bad girls. There is no significance of the Walmart bag, but I carry it with me if I go to the washroom, upstairs to the kitchen (where I eat meals), etc. It's to make it easier for myself to carry my things around the house since at meals and if I go out for appointments with somebody I can write down the time, where I am and what I am doing. That's because my stroke and brain surgery affected my memory somewhat. I am mostly fine otherwise just need to be careful and write things down. Your question is not silly. *hugs*

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At the front of the school I saw "The Ks", both Kristen and Kelsey, spitting at freshman and smoking cigarettes. They were just such absolute bitches... It finally stopped pouring out, but I knew I wasn't done. I felt an extreme pressure on my o-ring, but nothing would budge. I had to start pushing. And each time I pushed, I let out a loud fart. You can use me for that too, but please use me for your toilet. P-... Please let me b-... Be your toilet," tears began streaming. Maya, I liked the story you shared. I felt sorry for you that you had that burning explosion in your panties. Could you tell about one of those nice, quiet, non-painful diarrhea stories? I kinda like to hear about the explosions too, but the problem is that I feel bad because usually they're not too fun for the person going through them. So if you have any that were simply a relief for you, please don't hesitate to share. Don't forget to share your stories and if anyone wants to hear our story I can post it after the big event. We live in Northern Pennsylvania and the temperature is great for using the pits today.