Straight Female / 18
Lolita
When I was 14 I went to summer camp and they had a communal toilet that consisted of nothing more than a plank of wood with 8 holes in it. I hated peeing with 7 other girls next to me but I had to. Then there was the problem of having a poo. There was absolutely no way I was going to do that in front of anyone else so I decided to hold it the for the whole 2 weeks we would be there.
It wasn't too bad for the first 5 days. I felt full and bloated but I was in control. But by day 8 I was feeling really desperate. I had to clench hard several times to stop it coming out and at night I couldn't sleep for fear of having an accident.
By the morning of day 9 I really had to go and I was considering going to the toilet even though everyone would see me. It was a far better option than going in my panties. I went over there to find it was being cleaned so I waited while about 15 girls waived behind me. I felt so embarrassed I couldn't go and left the line and went back the cabin we were staying in.
Day 10 was easier as I was constipated now. I was bursting to go but I knew I would be safe so I joined in with all the activities as best I could.
By day 11 my stomach was rumbling and I knew I was in trouble. We went out on a hike in the woods and I was so focused on controlling my bowels it was slowing me down. Every step I took nearly made me lose it and we had to walk 8 miles! I was super desperate to go. Actually more than that. I had to go NOW! I tried to clench against the massive pressure behind my anus but the more I clenched the more the pressure increased. It warlike a tug of war with my bowels and my bowels were winning the battle.
Everything went into slow motion as my panties filled with a huge load of soft mushy poo. It went everywhere. All over my bum, down my legs, up my back and then the came the pee. I soaked my jeans as I continued to load my panties with more and more soft poo. When the pee stopped, I'd emptied a full bladder all down my legs and I was still pooing myself. The relief was so so good after not going for 11 days but the mess was indescribable. Everyone looked in awe at my creation and couldn't believe I hadn't been for so long.
I had to walk back to the camp on my own but at least I got to clean myself up privacy.
When I was 14 I went to summer camp and they had a communal toilet that consisted of nothing more than a plank of wood with 8 holes in it. I hated peeing with 7 other girls next to me but I had to. Then there was the problem of having a poo. There was absolutely no way I was going to do that in front of anyone else so I decided to hold it the for the whole 2 weeks we would be there.
It wasn't too bad for the first 5 days. I felt full and bloated but I was in control. But by day 8 I was feeling really desperate. I had to clench hard several times to stop it coming out and at night I couldn't sleep for fear of having an accident.
By the morning of day 9 I really had to go and I was considering going to the toilet even though everyone would see me. It was a far better option than going in my panties. I went over there to find it was being cleaned so I waited while about 15 girls waived behind me. I felt so embarrassed I couldn't go and left the line and went back the cabin we were staying in.
Day 10 was easier as I was constipated now. I was bursting to go but I knew I would be safe so I joined in with all the activities as best I could.
By day 11 my stomach was rumbling and I knew I was in trouble. We went out on a hike in the woods and I was so focused on controlling my bowels it was slowing me down. Every step I took nearly made me lose it and we had to walk 8 miles! I was super desperate to go. Actually more than that. I had to go NOW! I tried to clench against the massive pressure behind my anus but the more I clenched the more the pressure increased. It warlike a tug of war with my bowels and my bowels were winning the battle.
Everything went into slow motion as my panties filled with a huge load of soft mushy poo. It went everywhere. All over my bum, down my legs, up my back and then the came the pee. I soaked my jeans as I continued to load my panties with more and more soft poo. When the pee stopped, I'd emptied a full bladder all down my legs and I was still pooing myself. The relief was so so good after not going for 11 days but the mess was indescribable. Everyone looked in awe at my creation and couldn't believe I hadn't been for so long.
I had to walk back to the camp on my own but at least I got to clean myself up privacy.
