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When I was 17, I was going to the Zoo with my family to celebrate my little brothers 6th birthday. The night before we had gone out to dinner and had spicy food. As much as I love it, my stomach hates it. So anyway, the next morning I slept in late by accident so I didn’t get to have a shower or go to the bathroom, just get changed, have breakfast and leave.
We got there around 11:50AM if I recall right.
I had terrible stomach cramps in the car and when I got out they got even worse.
My brother wanted to see everything and every other kid at the zoo, he was constantly running around and making us go in circles. It was making me even more sick. My stomach constantly made noises so loud, I’m surprised no one besides me heard them.
I knew if I didn’t get to a toilet soon I would explode! and it wouldn’t be a pretty explosion like fireworks, it would be nasty.
At around 1:00PM we sat down to have the lunch that my mum had prepared, and oh what joy, she put hot sauce on my sandwich. Usually I love hot sauce on sandwiches but not this time. I managed to force it all down. We were sitting on the ground by a tree, my mum wanted to stay in the shade for a while. The cramps came back and..lets just say I know how tubes of toothpaste feel now. It felt like someone had a strong hold on my bowels and was squeezing reeally hard.
I told myself I could wait a little longer…wrong.
I started to get reeally gassy and managed to let out a few farts without pooping myself. But the smell was like no other.
While my mum and dad relaxed in the shade, I felt like we’d never leave that spot, when suddenly my brother said he had to go to take a shit, I jumped up offering to take him to the bathroom.
So we headed off, well, my brother ran and I walked slowly, trying not to mess myself.
We got to the restroom and praise God, he wasn’t making it easy for me that day. Only one was free and I knew I couldn’t go and leave my brother there so I let him go first.
I started crossing my legs gripping my butt cheeks together, my bowels were on fire from the spicy food.
I thought I was gonna blow when suddenly came the sweet sound of someone flushing the toilet…buut when they came out I made a dash for it and when I went in I saw that there was no toilet paper left. Oh joy. I stood there waiting for someone else to finish or my brother, when suddenly I couldn’t hold it anymore, my bowels literally exploded! It was volcanic. And of course, I had chosen boxes over briefs that day, it wasn’t pretty, nor did it feel pretty. the restroom was suddenly drenched in the smell of sh!t. And I could have sworn I heard someone gag, twice. The sh!t started running down my leg and into my shoe.
I went to the door of the stall my brother was in and told him to stay there (I didn’t want him to run off on top off what just happened)
I slowly made my way to the the stall with no toilet paper and sat down. MY bowels again exploded into the bowel, making a noise I can only describe as chunky mud falling into a pool of water. The person in the stall next to me started coughing and someone else gagged again. My little brother, who was still in his stall yelled out “eeew someone has smelly poop” I yelled across my stall for him not to yell and the strain in my voice must have given me away and he yelled “eeeew it was you! (my name) you stink!”
Again, I let lose again and was starting to my myself sick with the smell.
After about a minute the other stalls opened and the people left. I then called to my brother to hand me some toilet paper. He called back “no way get it yourself stinky” I started to get mad and begged him to get me some toilet paper. Luckily for me (kinda) some other guy had just walked in as I said it and he was nice enough to hand me some over the door. Once I was cleaned up, I knew flushing would in no way make things better, so I closed the lid and left it. I noticed nothing had soaked through my boxers, I threw them out, and had to walk around the rest of the day with just my jeans. When we got back to my parents, they asked what took us so long and my brother blurted out that I ‘nearly killed him with my smell’
I’ll never live it down.
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Title: Pooping Girls
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