I'm always edgy
about having a number two in someone else's house. There is just some kind of taboo surrounding the act which just makes me try and hold it in for much longer than usual.

Last weekend though, I was invited to visit the in-laws and stay with the family to celebrate easter which meant that there was going to be an inevitable poo or two at some point.
Sadly, it came later rather than sooner.
This proved not to be a problem. I finished. I flushed. I then quickly realised that I had to flush again due to the sheer size of one of my mud-children. This wasn't good.
I then sheepishly grabbed my girlfriend away from her family to explain the 'shit-uation' and made her pretend to go to the toilet so another flush wouldn't seem suspicious. This carried for another 6 flushes (spread over the space of an hour and now involving her sister!) before it finally went. It wasn't long before relief was replaced with extreme shame.

Length: 7 inches and 6 flushes and a lot of apologies to save my relationship
(WillyNilly SillyBilly, Sun 30 Mar 2008, 15:01, 3 replies)

Haha smashing stuff!
Could've been worse, it could've ended with your girlfriends dad marching upstairs with a basinful of water or worse, a large spoon.
( baw__bag contains traces of nuts on, Sun 30 Mar 2008, 15:24, closed)

the large spoon
... to punish me with, right?
(WillyNilly SillyBilly, Mon 31 Mar 2008, 1:09, closed)

^ ^
a spoon for punishment in a situation like that? I wouldn't count on it.....
( flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Mon 31 Mar 2008, 5:20, closed)