College Lectures The Turning Point

Lauren and Kelsie woke up on Saturday both desperate to poop and pee. They got on the phone immediately and started talking through their desperate urges. The timing had been worked out again, and Kelsie was holding her bowels three days, Lauren holding four. They planned on doing a holding scenario where they were college students who woke up late for lectures, barely had a chance to pee, and had to endure the day with full bowels. The same setup from the airplane scenario was used to provide realism, with tables next to chairs to support iPads.

"Lauren, I've gotta shit so badly. I don't know how I'm going to last through our lecture."

"Same here, we just don't have any time, and this is a super important class, we can't miss this lecture. We'll just have to hold it in until we can get out of the lecture. We should be able to go before the second one."

"I hope so, otherwise I might not make it."

"Me neither. We just need to hope for the best."

The two young women walked around the house on video chat simulating the walk to class, both grunting every so often as their bowels tried to empty in their panties.

When they reached class, they sat in their seats and tried to get comfortable, but it was hard with their bowels so full. Each felt like they would start prairie dogging soon, and neither knew if they could make it through class with clean panties.

As the minutes went by, Lauren and Kelsie only got more desperate. At one point, Kelsie turned to Lauren and whispered, "I gotta go! My asshole keeps opening, and I keep having to squeeze the shit back inside. It's so bad, I don't know if I can hold it much longer!"

"Damn, me too, it keeps pushing on the inside of my anus, it feels so big, and there's a ton of pressure. I just hope we can make it to the end of class!"

After nearly an hour, Lauren and Kelsie were much worse off. Both were turtleheading, both desperately sucking their bowel movements back in with some accompanying grunts and groans, hoping no one would notice their desperation. They had to make it to the bathroom after this lecture, otherwise they would likely both unload their massive shits in their panties.

With a few minutes left of the 90-minute lecture, Lauren and Kelsie were in bad shape. They were regularly grunting together with the effort of holding their loads in their bowels. Lauren spoke first this time saying, "I can't remember the last time I had to take a shit this badly. I'm constantly prairie dogging now, it just doesn't want to stay in my rectum. We'll have to move slowly to get to the bathroom without losing it."

"I agree. If I move too fast, it's all over, and I'll take a giant shit in my panties."

They slowly got up together careful not to let themselves relax, getting on video chat for the walk to the bathroom and relief of their aching bowels. When they turned the corner to the bathroom, Kelsie groaned, and Lauren acknowledged why. "A line. Damnit, I don't know that we'll have time before next lecture to go. I guess we just get in line and hope for the best?"

"Yeah, I guess," Kelsie said with a grunt, "I'm not overly optimistic."

After a few minutes of squirming in line, Lauren and Kelsie realized they'd be late for second lecture if they kept waiting. Groaning with the desperation and the frustration at having been denied relief, they walked quickly to their next class and sat down extremely uncomfortable and unsure how much longer they could wait.

This lecture was supposed to be an hour, though the professor was known to be verbose, and sometimes went over by a few minutes. Half an hour in, Lauren looked at Kelsie and said, "I don't know if I can wait. I'm prairie dogging again, and it's getting extremely difficult to suck it back in. I hope we can get out of here on time."

"Yeah, maybe then we can finally find a bathroom and poop, if we make it that far." She grunted with the effort of holding, and Lauren knew Kelsie was in trouble just like she was. As the second half of the lecture went on, Lauren and Kelsie were grunting and groaning on camera for each other, sitting in their seats desperate to poop. When class was supposed to end at the top of the hour it did not, as the professor was still rambling for a few more minutes. "Kelsie turned to Lauren and said, "One more lecture, I hope there's no line at the bathroom or I'm seriously going to shit my pants."

"Same. Just be ready to move so we can beat the line."

They both made a show of carefully putting books away, and moved to the edge of their seats, ready to make a break for the door as much as their overloaded bowels would allow. When the professor dismissed everyone, Lauren and Kelsie got up and walked out quickly, each straining to keep from loading their panties as they briskly moved to the bathroom. Lauren arrived first and pushed the door, but it wouldn't open. She nearly started crying, "Oh God, it's locked! I can't hold it much longer! What now??"

"I have no idea; do we look for another bathroom?"

"No time, next lecture starts in less than ten minutes. We just need to hold it and hope we can make it back to the dorm." But neither one really believed they'd make it back without loading their panties.

They arrived at the final lecture, also an hour, and very uncomfortably got in their seats, both struggling badly to contain their massive bowel movements. As the lecture began, Lauren grunted a little more loudly than usual, and Kelsie turned to see Lauren stick a hand behind her ass. A minute later the hand returned to her belly. To Kelsie's inquisitive look, Lauren said, "I just had to reach back there and push the poop back inside with a couple fingers. I'm not sure I'll make it out of this room without filling my panties." She was clearly in bad shape, but so was Kelsie. Her poop started prairie dogging again, and she started grunting with the effort of holding it in. By half an hour into the lecture, Lauren and Kelsie were prairie dogging again and looked at each other with a pained expression of intense desperation. Kelsie said with a groan, "I can't hold it, I'm shitting myself."

"Me too," Lauren said with a grunt of her own, "it's touching cloth, and I can't keep it in."

Both quietly grunted with the effort of still attempting to hold on for the next several minutes, but at nearly 45 minutes into the lecture, even their seats weren't providing enough resistance to keep their massive loads in their bowels. They kept quietly grunting as thick log after thick log loaded their panties, trying not to draw any unnecessary attention to themselves as they both filled their panties with days of accumulated poop.

When they were done, both looked relieved, and as long as the smell didn't give them away, they could possibly escape class without being noticed. They agreed to simply go back to the dorm and clean up in the toilets there. It was then that Kelsie had a realization. "Lauren, I need to pee really badly. Think I should wait until we get back?"

"I do too, so yes."

They walked back to the dorms together, trying not to draw attention to their pooped pants or the desperate walk they were doing to keep their full bladders in check. On returning, they didn't immediately clean up either. They got on screen for each other, enjoying their full bladders for a while longer with their loads sensually lodged between their asses. After less than an hour, both were too desperate to hold their pee, so they went to the bathroom intending to each sit on the toilet and relieve their bursting bladders. On getting into the bathroom though, all stalls were taken, and Lauren and Kelsie were forced to wait longer, which was what finally did them in. As they stood there in line in their messy pants, pee dancing like crazy, Lauren lost her bladder in her pants and on the floor, followed seconds later by Kelsie. They went back to their rooms to masturbate on camera in their messes. After they both cleaned up, there was a follow-up conversation which Lauren had been wanting to ask for some months now since they first met on the west coast. "Kelsie, I don't know how to ask this, so I'm just going to be direct and hope for the best." She paused, and Kelsie almost looked like she knew what was coming, putting Lauren briefly at ease. "Would you be willing to move out here to live with me?"

"Is this an actual relationship now? Am I more than just a friend?"

"Yes, that's been my view of you for a while now. Am I way off?"

"No," Kelsie said, "you're not. And yes, I'd be happy to move in with you!"