Pooping on the bus

DownUp (+13 rating, 21 votes)

When I was in high school a group of popular girls would constantly tease and torment me because I was shy and because I wasn’t as ‘developed’ as they were. They were always getting in trouble. One time they were forced to work for two weeks in the cafeteria after they had been caught smoking pot. I even giggled at them when they were forced to serve me lunch. One day at lunch, right before a field trip to the state capital, they put a whole bunch of laxatives in my food as a prank, even though I didn’t know that at the time. As soon as the bus started I felt like I needed to go to the bathroom really bad, but the teacher said I needed to wait until we arrived because they didn’t have time to stop and find a bathroom. All the bullies were laughing at me as I held my stomach in pain, that’s when I started to suspect what they had done. I tried so hard to hold it in, especially since I was sitting right next to my crush. Finally after about 20 minutes I just couldn’t hold it any more, and I had a huge bowel movement right when we got on the highway. Everyone started laughing, the girls were shouting “sarah just shit her pants”, I just wanted to die. It smelled so bad, everyone around me was covering their noses in disgust. I had to wait for more than an hour before the bus finally stopped, the teacher told me to get up and I had to walk through the bus in front of everyone with a huge brown stain covering the back of my pants. Poo was dripping down my legs and on to the floor. The whole bus just burst into laughter, while I cried like a baby. After I had finished cleaning myself up in the bathroom my teacher went next door to wal mart to buy me some new clothes. Instead of underware, he came back with a diaper. My teacher told me that there was no way he was going to clean up another mess and that if I couldn’t hold it in I should be wearing pampers. The diaper was completely obvious under my sweat pants, and everyone could hear the sound that they made as I sat back on my seat when I got back on the bus. For the rest of high school everyone called me pampers, it was a living nightmare.