Be 16

>be 16
>failed classes during the school year so have to take summer school
>bus comes super early
>like 5am
>wake up at like 4am with only three hours of sleep
>groggy as fuck
>make my way downstairs
>decide to drink my 60 year old grandfather’s coffee to wake myself up
>really strong coffee just like sludge
>also too hot to drink so I cut a big mug with half creamer
>lactose intolerant but need to drink this coffee
>say fuck it and fill the mug
>slam the coffee
>also need breakfast so I make some toast
>burnt it
>drench the toast in butter to mask the burnt
>wash it down with another mug of half coffee and half creamer
>hop in the shower to rinse off
>get out and get dressed
>have about five minutes to spare
>make another cup of coffee
>at this point I’ve drank a large mug and a half of just coffee and a mug and a half of creamer
>walk out my door to go wait near the end of the road where bus gets me
>stomach stars to rumble bad
>feel guts moving around
>no time to run back to my house
>frantically rip off my backpack and look for some tissue paper or paper towels to wipe my ass with
>totally prepared to shit in the woods
>find nothing
>bus pulls up
>try to put my earbuds in to distract me from my guts going nuts
>bass pounding from the music syncopated with my colon and makes my asshole throb
>take out earbuds and start to get cold sweats
>I’m one of the first to get picked up so there are only about 6 kids on the bus at this point
>some are younger than me mostly in the front
>one girl asleep directly in the back
>I look down the aisles for a trash can that I can ruin
>nothing on the bus
>get the idea in my head to rip out some paper from my notebook and lay it on the seat
>plan was to shit a little on the paper so I could tell if it was runny or not

Go on.

I don't like where this is headed

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>slav squat on the seat while observing the other kids to make sure they won’t see me
>push a little for the test
>pressured hot diarrhea squirts out of my ass
>splatters on the paper
>fucking panic because I know what’s brewing inside me
>intestines feel like a fucking cauldron

Bump

>plan was

OH SHIT IT'S ABOUT TO TURN BAD GUYS

inb4 gates of hell unleashed.

continue

Nice. This kid in my high school class shit the bus in tenth grade. He put a piece of paper down and went hogwild.

>quickly rip another sheet out of my notebook and wipe my ass with it
>just glides across shitty ass barely taking any off
>had to wipe like 8 times
>asshole is super raw right now
>crumpled up all the paper I wiped my ass with and the sheets with shit on them into a big ball
>wait for bus driver to look away
>throw it out the window
>finally relax because some pressure got released
>tremendous weight taken off my shoulders
>feel a gas bubble form
>feel it expanding in my colon
>can feel a huge dump slam against my anus from the inside
>felt like a brick thrown in me
>sweating comes back twice as bad
>really worried at this point
>all out of notebook paper too
>idea pops into my head
>take off sweater shirt and place it on the seat
>flatten it out and roll the sleeves away
>desperate measures call for action
>unzip my pants and Slav squat on the seat again

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>hover mud pipe over the center of the hoodie
>fire
>steaming hot shit rockets out of my ass and slams itself against the seat
>ItWasJustAPlug.gif
>burning diarrhea super soaker sprays out after
>consistency of butter
>almost collapse onto the floor
>such a relief
>look down at it
>bright fucking orange
>can’t even comprehend the situation I’m in
>collect my bearings and put my hand down the sleeve to I can wipe my already chaffed asshole
>tuck the sleeves into the chest of the sweater and roll the bottom up
>feel the shit through the fabric
>felt just like a lump of really wet clay and half melted cheese
>tuck it all into itself and then pull the hood over it all so it wouldn’t unravel
>shove the balled up hoodie down into my backpack

...

why didn't you just not get on the bus .wtf

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also pic related
bright orange shit OP? What the fuck?

Please go on. Best Sunday night thread so far...

OP, thank you so much for the story so far. bump bump

>convinced the end of it has come
>finally get some breathing room
>just in time because the bus was really starting to fill up
>probably 15 minutes pass before I start to notice a smell
>smells like a dead sheep pile covered in eggs
>oh no
>stick my head near my bag
>the smell is leaking out
>oh dear god no
>why won’t this nightmare end
>we arrive at my school and wait to for a second bus to take us to the nearby town where the district summer school was held
>bus comes and I walk to the back where all my friends sat
>sweating bullets because I’m going to be found out
>no way no one else can smell it
>sit down and immediately stuff my bag under the seat near the garbage bin
>this bus had a trash container near the fire exit at the back of the bus
>wanted to try to use the garbage smell to mask the shit smell
>actually worked and nobody smelled it
>was probably my paranoia that made my nose extra sensitive
>we arrive at the school

> Bright Orange

I ate a couple dozen hot wings with my dad the night before

OP wtf

Keep going my sides are rip

bump bump bump

>I walk in and head to the nearest bathroom
>only available one was through the nurses office
>walk past two school nurses into the bathroom
>take my backpack and set it down
>open it up and take my hoodie out
>I unfold the hoodie and attempt to scrape the shit off into the toilet
>I figured that it would peel off like a fridge magnet with little mess
>dead wrong
>fucking mashed into the fibers on the sweater
>I panic because I can’t get it off
>throw the hoodie into the toilet bowl and try to flush it
>it doesn’t go down and the toilet over flows
>now it’s a shit covered sweater soaked in shit water
>pull it out and ace it into the sink
>break the wall mounted soap dispenser and pour it on the main poop spot
>turn the hot water on and start scrubbing with my hands trying to get it off
>the shit actually gunked up the drain and plugged it
>trying to use my fingers to press the shit through the sink grate
>get some of it through but it’s obvious there’s a lump of human shit in the sink
>almost throw up from the smell of it and the stress I was under
>no where to leave the hoodie so I poorly wring out as much water a so can and shove it down into my bag
>wash my hands off and leave to go to class
>I take a look at the clock on the wall and see the time
>40 minutes late to my class

Continue

you retard. keep going

I tell myself I am too old to be amused by these but no avail

Why wouldn't you just throw out the sweater?

I like this OP, keep going

Screencap pls

WHAT I WAS THINKING. DITCH THE FUCKER.

tru

Can't imagine why you'd be going to summer school

kek

Sorry about the delay now. Didn’t have the entire story pre typed

>Nerves are shot to hell
>bolt out of the bathroom with my backpack in one hand
>as I’m making my way to my class I notice that the bag is dripping onto the floor
>just my fucking luck
>pretty sure I’m about to throw up
>get to the class door and everyone stops the lecture and stares at me
>stomach drops
>teacher looks at me and says
>”where have you been? You’re almost an hour late”
>I was sick

Good so far but hardly believable.

>The stories and information posted here are artistic works of fiction and falsehood.
Only a fool would take anything posted here as fact.
waddya think

Did you ever finish high school OP?

>autistic works of fiction

Op mentioned in the beginning. He isn't smart, hence the summer school and hence he didn't throw the hoodie out

>teacher brings me out into the hall and asks me if I was drinking the night before
>sweet god everyone thinks I’m hungover
>tell her yeah and that I was in the nurses office downstairs
>she says alright and just lets it go like nothing is wrong
>take my seat in class
>place my bag down on the rug under my desk
>seat is literally in front row
>can feel everyone’s eyes on me
>still sweating bullets fearing that my shit bag will be found out
>smell starts to permeate though the class
>smells like death
>people notice but attention isn’t drawn to me
>thank fuck
>eventually class gets over and everyone gets up to leave to the next class
>pick up my bag
>soggy dark puddle where my bag sat is now in the carpet
>bag is still dripping

>inb4 op developed a scat fetish and became the first log poster on 4chins

Sure, but the story still has to hold up under our Willing Suspension of Disbelief or else the magic is lost. It has to seem believable.

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This seems believable to me so far. Summer school faculty does not give a FUCK about anything - plus there's only ever like ten other students tops - and so you can get away with shit like this.

Nice trips but im still here

for the love of fuck

Oh I'm not the complainer, I was just defending his statement about needing to be able to believe a story can be real to enjoy it on principle, not in this specific case.

That's fair.

im laughing because god made poo and stuff like this happens

Op is clearly having a shitty day here

>carpet
>in a school
fake as fuck abandoning thread

GET A LOAD OF THIS BARBARIAN THAT DIDN'T HAVE CARPETED FLOORS IN HIS SCHOOL

AHAHAHAHAHAH

What kind of poor prison school did you go to?

You didn't have that ugly multi color carpet that hides the stains?

O ye of little faith

Odd, back in highschool i had certain class that had carpet, yet the majority of the time the floor was tiled

>leave the classroom with by backpack and walk across the school to the science wing
>as I’m walking down remember that I had left my PSP and all my games in the front pocket
>stop in the hallway to check them
>covered in brown water
>smell seemingly explodes out of my bag
>really disappointed because I had a file of Monster Hunter Freedom 2 on it and it was all I played
>anyways get to the classroom
>teacher is an old bitch
>tells me I’m late
>bell hadn’t rung yet
>she goes around collecting homework and asks me where mine is
>fuck
>every work I had in that bag was saturated with poo water
>get a zero for the day
>class wasn’t so stressful because there was a friend of mine and a couple ugly girls that I didn’t give a fuck about if they knew what I had in my bag
>class gets over but the bus home wasn’t for another period
>had to go to the library to wait
>stuffed my bag behind a chair and whatever else was in my pants pockets on a nearby table I sat at
>library was almost always empty besides kids who sat at the computers trying to get work done
>before I knew it the bell rang and it was time to escape this hell

IME: public schools have tile, private schools have carpet.

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Aw man, I logged over 1000 hours in MHF2 so I understand your pain OP.

None of the schools I attended had a carpet. None of the schools I work in have a carpet.

Just backing up

nooo not the psp, i feel worse for u now if i was in ur class and this happened and u told me bout the psp i would feel bad for you dont worry

I go to a public school w/ carpet

I had carpet to an extent in my school.
Yeah more or less just mats or whatever, and very little was actually permanent.

underage b&

I see why you're in summer school

> the bus ride back the bag was still leaking
> one girl gets close to me and says what the fuck stinks back here
> she stares at my bag and rips it off the seat
> squatting liquid shit everywhere
> I look up the crowd gathering
> THEY ALL WALKING LIKE THE DINOSAUR

Hmmmm... I get the odd feeling you're not OP...

Continue, good story imo.

Not OP

Good story so far, continue.

not now faggot i wanna see how this ends

For the love of fuck continue

>walking down the hall with friend to head to the front of the school to get on our bus
>reach into pocket to check my phone
>phone isn’t in my pocket
>autism kicks in and I throw my bag into my friend’s arms and ask him to take it to my seat
>sprint towards the library and grab my shit
>sprint back to the bus so it doesn’t leave without me
>all my information was in that bag so if anyone opened it they would know it was me
>finally get to the bus
>in total bliss
>can’t believe the day went by that slow
>see friend
>sitting against the window looking away from me
>see bag slumped up in seat with a small puddle around it
>he knows
>spent the rest of the time on the bus worrying how I could salvage my PSP
>bus stops at my house and I get out to walk down my driveway
>I get inside my house and open up the pocket and take out my PSP and all my games
>open up the trash and throw my bag into the garbage
>strip down all of my clothes and throw them in too
>hear laughter
>sister was sitting in the living room with her boyfriend watching me the whole time
>boyfriend always fucks with me and kept asking me why I through everything out
>figure that I was home safe and that the evidence was disposed of I could tell the truth and hopefully they laugh it off
>tell the story
>laugh in my face and sister calls me ShitBag
>whatever I need a shower
>go to the bathroom to clean myself off
>can still hear them laughing
>they make a point of it every year at the holidays to bring it up
>I still have the PSP

Don't worry it's coming

OP here. Been meaning to greentext this for a long time.

I can answer any questions you have about the story.

Dear Lord and I thought my life was cringe. Why get on the bus? Why not throw out the Hoodie. Just why would you wash it in the sink holy fuck

Lol

You did not think to throw the shitshirt out the window of the bus? You might have been able to get a shirt at school. Whatever, you still have your PSP.

OP u should've ditched the backpack in school but hindsight is always 20/20 i guess

Actually.

Now that I think of it, my French and German class had carpet. As well as my drafting and English class. In high school that is. Actually, all my classes had carpet. Except art.

I didn’t throw the sweater out because I thought it would be suspicious as fuck to throw away a hoodie in the class garbage

Someone please screen cap and edit before the thread dies. I love this story. It's so awesome.

why was there carpet at the school

hmm. i wish that were a funny walk dino. this is just trump sad.

Sweating Bulllllllleeeeeeetttttsss!!

>Although the PSP still works, the shit smell still lingers through the PSP
>Because I threw away my bag, I lost my notes, failed summer school and ultimately, failed my school year.
>Rest of my school life was relatively normal!

This.

real autismo down at the end there.

It was a patterned carpet. This was the algebra class. That entire division of the school had carpeted rooms because they were just English, math, and History classes

Best story of heard in the while. See this is the shit that Sup Forums is about- not all this Trump post bs.

>shitbag

If he did all the information in his back pack would give away who he was and he would pay for the trail of wreckage he left behind

I'm 18 dummyhead

The disk compartment still has a smell to it

Don't put me in reddit screencap

Gernig

>Still to this day haven't drunk coffee

>be 16

GTFO junior. Come back when you're a man.