The Pooping Girl and her class (for diokno44)
 

The 18 years old high-school student Jennifer Masters as constantly looking at teh clock, fidgeting a bit on her seat. It was still almost 5 minutes untill the lesson's over...



Jennifer was a rather cute girl, well-developed, wit dark hair reaching the middle of her back, not a bad student either... But she had some major problems with shyness. In her age of 18 Jennifer was too emberrassed to let anyone know she wanted to use the toilet, she always sneaked there then no one was looking, as if it was somethig extremely shameful. Sometimes it caused problems. Like today.



Jennifer needed to go almost from teh morning, but first the classes she ahd to attnde to were too afr from each other and she hadn't time, then the girls toilet was occupied by teh chatting company, and the last recess some girls talked to her and Jennifer didn't dare to excuse herself untill the ball rang. Asking to come out from the lesson was impossible, unimaginable for her, even though the girl needed all her strenght to keep her anus tight shut, while her guts were trembling in pain, demanding an immediate release. The girl winced her toes inside her shoes, did her best to control her breath and prayed for the lesson to end.


"If you'll ask to go now, everyone will think of you as the Pooping Girl. Come on, Jennifer, less then four more minutes!.. You're 18, you can do it... You can..." she thought to herself.

"Jennifer, could you come up to the board and finish this equation?" Their futanari teacher, Mrs. Amber Blackwood, called up. She was a woman in her mid twenties, with her fiery red hair in a ponytail. Her fourteen inch cock tented out through her skirt

Jennifer gulped. "Y-yes, ma'am..." she mumbled, slowly standing up. The pressure in her guts became worse. The girl slowly shuffled to the blackboard, hoping she didn't look too awkward. she tried to do the maths, though her mind was occupied with the movements in her belly. Just a minute or two more... But then Jennifer uttered a very smelly fart. And it made a way to the rest - a big sticky soft poop appered between her cheeks, and no matter how hard she clenched them, it made it's way furture. Today Jennifer wore a rtaher short skirt to school, and soon her classmates could see the stretched, brown-ish fabric of her panties ahnging down from under that skirt. And tehn her panties coudln't contain all these and teh stinku mass srtarted to drip down her inner hips... The girl, paralzied with shame beyone words, could only blush intensly and gasp, as she cotinued to shit her panties in front of the whole class.

The whole class burst into laughter. Ever since then, Jennifer has been dubbed The Pooping Girl of Katamari D High. Not only that, but she has been stripped of panties, only allowed to wear cutesy diapers. She is constantly checked, changed if needed, photographed, and fucked by the teacher, and the futa students for potty training.

That shamefull experinec busted Jennifer's anxiety greatly, and her anxiety was apperently bad for her control over her guts, sho teh accidents kept happening untill she was full-time diapered by her classmates' and taecher's collective decision. It only made it worse for teh girl, and now she was havig accidents more then she ahd ever used her toilet before.


A few weeks later, the Pooping Girl was collecting her books after the class...

One of the futanari girls, named Farida, pulled up Jennifer's skirt, humming. "Did the little Pooping Girl have an accident?" she cooed, pressing a hand to the crinkling plastic. "Hey, before you head out, its my turn to "tutor" you, potty pants." she purred, her cock growing hard. Hearing this, the yearbook club's photographer, Jacquelyn, came over. It was her duty to photograph Jennifer's "potty training" and changed

"N-no, I didn't" Jennifer mumbled, blushing. It was true, but she imediately felt the need to go once they started mocking her. She then agve a bulge under her calssmate's skirt a frightened look. "Please, Farida, no... It hurts and it didn't help me yet... I appreciate you all are so eager to help, but can we not train this time?" Jennifer whined.

"Sorry, no can do poopypants." Farida taunted. She grabbed the collar and leash that Jennifer had been assigned, and clipped it on. "Come on baby. If you poop or pee your diaper while we're walking, I won't change you till after I've railed your ass." she led the way, Jacquelyn following

Jennifer could only sniff her nose, humiliated and helpless. The more Farida was saying, teh more nervous she felt, and the worse a pressure on her bladder got. Jennifer really wished she won't wet herself, but this anciety had an opposite effect, and the girl splashed a bit into her diaper as they walked with a soft gasp. There was plenty more to come, though...

'Aww, is baby using her diapee already?" Farida cooed, her seven and a half inch cock hard. "Don't worry." she led the way back. It took them about twenty-two minutes to get to Farida's front door, and another two to get to her spacious bedroom.