Girls Pooping Stories Novels & Stories

"Well you said there was something different and I can't see anything; what, you have a third nipple or something?" "Cute, if you must know, I'm not exactly anorexic, so my best friend Tammy and I, you'll meet her in a few when she gets here. Anyway we're usually the butt of their jokes, what usually happens is whenever there's a new guy, the twit brigade likes to show us up to make themselves look better." "Oh, that's not nice; do people really do that stuff?" "You seen Mean Girls?" At my nod she carried on. "Well it could've been their autobiography word for word."

It seemed like this person was making a sexual point. She burst out laughing, taking the note hastily and torn it in pieces before she threw it in the garbage under the sink. "Sneaky cousin. Can't get over the fact that I am more attracted to girls than some boy he recommended me to hook up with." She was not making sense... at all. What her attraction does have to do with mythological Sexopedia that they strangely discovered thousands of years ago? Not to mention, under this unknown bed. "Oh, okay," I said suspiciously.

She always gives me jelly tots in class; it’s our little secret. All Jeni’s friends came to sit with us, so I had to sit with a table full of girls! They talk about such odd things as having babies, makeup and boys. Then one girl said that Jeni and I would have a baby if we continued sharing jelly tots. I was horrified! I don’t want a baby. They cry, eat all your sweets and poop a lot. So, today is the last day I share jelly tots with Jeni.

It looks like the catering they chose is really good. I drank it again until I was almost finished. The chattering with Violet made me feel really thirsty. I turned my head when I heard Violet's grumbling voice. The girl scowled while continuing to grumble. "Why are you grumbling like that?" I asked as soon as Violet stood over me. "They use the bathroom to make out! Just imagine if you were in a bathroom full of sighs! Very annoying!" I immediately laughed at Violet's story. Yeah, it's a pool party; isn't something like that common?

I'm a fucking girl. They said they'd sue if the school if they wouldn't let me attend, so here I am standing in front of my new school with my back pack, two suitcases, my phone, and a credit card with a limit. To make matters worse I'm also being stared at by every god forsaken guy who walks by like piece of meat. I pulled my schedule out unfolding it finding my room and dorm number: Dorm 5 room 302 and grabbed my suit cases pushing through the crowd. I counted 21 wolf whistles and one time being slapped in the ass but he was gone before I saw who it was, lucky for him. Finally I found the room and unlocked the door with my key after fishing it out of my pocket and rushed into the room clos

I can’t stay in this ugly place,my pack needed me, I slowly stood up, walked out of the basement,walked to the nearest room,opened it,walked in,it was different in here,nice smell,bed, and I spotted a bathroom in the corner except that I didn’t see there was someone in the dressing room. I slowly opened my trousers,closed my eyes,let out a deep groan and sigh,listened to the stream of my own urine as it hit the toilet,as it left my body ,when I was done,I turned to zip my trousers only to find a veiled nun staring at me wide eyed, I jolted back and the old woman screamed. In confusion,I didn’t move ,forgot to zip my pants,the rest of the two nuns stormed in ,there eyes widened in shock, scre

Without hesitation, Lizzy always agreed. One afternoon, after school, the two little girls sat in their classroom waiting for their parents. They sat on their small stools, their heads close together, whispering secrets. Their teacher, seeing that their parents hadn't arrived yet, approached them, fearing they might grow impatient. As she approached, she overheard Sophie complaining about her brother's habit of drooling everywhere. Sophie said, "Liam always plays with his saliva, even blowing bubbles with it. It's cute but so messy!"

The foxtail swayed teasingly as London rode the rocking horse like a pro, making lame cowgirl jokes and teasing her chat to try harder as the new poll showed itself. Revenge came in the form of fake semen getting pumped into Queenie, and the streamer moaned when she felt her insides getting messy again. If the chat decided to empty all the bags she had on the IV drip stand, there might be no saving the foxtail swishing from her butt as some of the gooey substance already matted the fur when it oozed from her opening.

The pain went away from her stomach and legs from that shor walking— albeit it felt like forever to her— but that short span of relief when her peace was disturbed, both by her thoughts and by the group that entered the girl’s toilet. ‘Great, another bunch of noisy people.’ stereotyping as it may seem, this is how they were always described. A group of girls laughing as they went in, all of their voices in high pitch— which Hestia hates right now—, the clickity clacks of their shoes into the tiles, indicating that they are wearing high heeled school shoes. ‘Is that even allowed?’ thought Hestia. Followed by a multiple soft thuds by the sink: their makeup kits that they always carry wherever

“What do you mean by that? I don’t tell Andre anything.” Alicia rolled her eyes. “Yeah right. Remember when you told him I wanted to pee so bad back in senior year and the bathrooms were all occupied so I peed in a party cup and left it in the school backyard? Remember when I fought this girl because she apparently saw my butt cheeks and said they weren’t the same size? Remember when I got asked to do a back slip and I almost broke my hipbones and I threw up on someone’s shoes? Remember when—” “Okayyyyy, I get it, geez.”