Shit Stories: Part Number Two
As a regular service to our readers, we've been re-opening old questions.
Once again, we want to hear your stories of shit, poo and number twos. Go on - be filthier than last time.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 14:57)
As a regular service to our readers, we've been re-opening old questions.
Once again, we want to hear your stories of shit, poo and number twos. Go on - be filthier than last time.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 14:57)
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Back when we were kids, my cousin and I were out tobogganing fairly late at night. On the way back to his house, he felt the need to shit badly... he couldn't last another few blocks, so he bolted down a nearby alley. He found an old tyre against a fence and decided it would make a nice seat. Meanwhile, I'm standing on the street waiting when I hear a shout and some mumbling, so I went to see if he was ok. It turns out that he had a one-piece long underwear on and used the ass-flap. Unfortunately, gravity took hold and the flap hung down in the poo's trajectory, causing half the poo to go down his legs. To make matters worse, he had the squirts. In a fit of panic, he used his mitts to wipe, and tossed the shit-mitts into a nearby backyard. When he got home he disappeared quickly into the bathroom to stealthily clean up and hide the poo-stained clothes from his mum. I think he was about 11 or 12 at the time.
Length? Not sure, as it was all liquid.
( , Sat 29 Mar 2008, 6:53, Reply)
Back when we were kids, my cousin and I were out tobogganing fairly late at night. On the way back to his house, he felt the need to shit badly... he couldn't last another few blocks, so he bolted down a nearby alley. He found an old tyre against a fence and decided it would make a nice seat. Meanwhile, I'm standing on the street waiting when I hear a shout and some mumbling, so I went to see if he was ok. It turns out that he had a one-piece long underwear on and used the ass-flap. Unfortunately, gravity took hold and the flap hung down in the poo's trajectory, causing half the poo to go down his legs. To make matters worse, he had the squirts. In a fit of panic, he used his mitts to wipe, and tossed the shit-mitts into a nearby backyard. When he got home he disappeared quickly into the bathroom to stealthily clean up and hide the poo-stained clothes from his mum. I think he was about 11 or 12 at the time.
Length? Not sure, as it was all liquid.
( , Sat 29 Mar 2008, 6:53, Reply)
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