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Eager to relieve himself, he throws off the blanket, rolls on to his gut, and starts to strain.  He moans and groans into his pillow as the turd teases his hole. It descends a little as he pushes only to get sucked back up once he stops to take a breath. Out and in, out and in.

Absolutely determined to get his poop factory back on schedule, he arches his back and grinds his gut into the mattress. The rhythmic motion stimulates his cock and soon he's leaking and working towards another kind of release, as well.

Gradually, the massive log snakes through his stretched shit hole. The pitch of his moans rises and his breath quickens. He clutches at the sheets.

- “ooh, it’s coming out😣”

- “it’s a hard one”

- “nnnngh...push...”

- “i’m pooping” (it’s so simple but so effective)

- counting and pushing (“1, 2, 3, push!” etc.)

- “hnnnnnng!! come out, already!”

- “i’m gonna poop!” something about preemptively announcing an uncontrollable accident ,,,,🥵

- “i can’t stop it!”

- “it’s pushing into my pants” 🥵🥵

- “it’s too big/wide/hard, i can’t squeeze it out!”

- “oooh i’m going poop, i’m pooping”

give me a student who's so deep in their studying that they can't be bothered to get up. leaking little spurts into whatever they're wearing so they can last a little longer. eventually giving in and grabbing the nearest container, emptying their bladder into it. or hell, just going straight on the floor/chair they're sitting on, and worrying about cleaning it up later.

give me someone so cozy in bed that they can't fathom getting up and walking to the bathroom. have them grab a towel or piece of clothing nearby so they can press it to their crotch and go enough to take the edge off. or have them use one of the blankets on their bed, peeing on it while still half-dazed and tossing it to the floor before falling back asleep.

give me someone cleaning the house who just lets go whenever they feel the urge. they're cleaning the floors anyways, so who cares?

give me someone wearing diapers or absorbent underwear on a road trip so they can release a little and prevent themselves from needing to stop for a bathroom until they arrive.

my life has been pretty busy the past few months (uni lowkey kicking my ass), so i haven't really had the time or energy to do anything much. it really sucks that cleaning up in secret takes so much effort, it would be so much easier if i didn't have a flatmate at all (or one who wouldn't mind or maybe even be into the same thing). but as it stands, i can't keep damp, smelly towels lying around all day, and i also can't wash them multiple times a week because that would be just as suspicious. if it wasn't for the smell though, you'd never catch me using a toilet again.

i do have one little story for you though

since it's gotten colder, i've started drinking more tea (think 2 to 3 litres every day). so last weekend i was playing some video games while sipping tea with a lit candle and generally having a very chill evening. after a few hours, i refilled my cup and the splashing noise made me realise how full my bladder was, but i so relaxed for the first time in weeks really, that i didn't even consider getting up and leaving the coziness of my room. so i grabbed my big bath towel that was still lying around in my room, folded it up and put it down on my desk chair. surprisingly, moving didn't make the urge to go worse, so released a little spurt in my sweatpants, just to take the edge off. for the next half an hour or so, i was just pissing in little bursts, feeling the warmth between my legs grow each time. at one point, i bunched the towel up a little so i'd have a little bump to hump against every now and then. i couldn't tell you exactly how long that went on, but in the end, the towel was completely soaked through, and my bladder still wasn't entirely empty so i crouched down over the laundry basket, then climbed into bed naked, and got off to the whole thing before falling asleep.

i hope you enjoyed that!

until next time,

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