This story contains graphic scenes of people pooping
Chapter 1: Party Games
Alice lay there, reading her book and pretending everything was O.K. This wasn't how she'd imagined university -- moving away from home was meant to her chance to reinvent herself and yet here she was having another quiet night in. Music throbbed through the walls as the sound of laughter echoed from beyond.
Feeling bored, she shuffled into a different position. Doing so made her realise she needed the loo, which was just as well as it'd been over a week since she'd last pooped. Outside her room she could hear voices.
"She's only going to say 'no' -- Alice is one of the most frigid people I know."
"Yeah, but we should try and involve her."
Alice froze -- there was a knock on the door. She inched over and poked her head out. Sarah and Lydia were there -- she'd only ever spoken to them a few times despite living on the same corridor.
"We're playing a few drinking games over in my room, if you wanna join us," said Lydia.
"Yeah," chipped in Sarah, "it might get a little wild though, so it's entirely up to you."
Alice thought for a second; she barely drank and knew she wouldn't fit in, however what harm could it do?
"O.K," said Alice with a little smile, grabbing her keys.
Alice's poo would have to wait, after all, she wasn't that desperate.
The three girls walked into the room to the sound of cheering.
"Everyone who thought Alice wouldn't join us," screamed Sarah, "needs to take shot."
Everyone, apart from Lydia and a guy called Graham, picked up their shot glasses.
"We wanted you to be here," explained Lydia, "but most of us thought you were too uptight. Do you wanna drink?"
Not sure what to ask for, Alice pointed to the bottle of gin lying on the floor.
"Gin and tonic?" suggested Lydia, grabbing and glass and making one up.
Alice took her glass and sat down legs crossed on the floor. Her need to poop was starting to get uncomfortable, but she wasn't going to share that with a room full of people she barely knew.
The gin and tonic was strong and Alice kept losing the games they played. She was soon feeling rather tipsy.
Chapter 2: Alice Shits Herself
An hour later Alice was starting to feel more relaxed. She tried to ignore her bowels bulging inside as the tip of her poo attempted to push its was out. Everybody else was using the room's en suite, but then again nobody else needed to shit like she did.
"Right," said Sarah, "one final truth and then we'll play something else."
Great, thought Alice, once this game is over I'll make my excuses and sneak off. Alice's insides continued to squirm, the only thing stopping them from emptying was her own determination.
Sarah spun a bottle around with it landing on Graham. "O.K Graham, who, in this room would you most like to shag?"
Graham looked embarrassed. "well, err but...errr...Alice. I kinda find her cute."
Alice blushed. Nobody, as far as she was aware, had ever fancied her before. Her stomach gave a little flutter, causing her to clench her arse cheeks together to keep her poo from escaping.
"That's sweet," said Sarah. "there's nothing wrong with liking Alice. O.K then, time for another challenge. The next person to need the loo has to wet themselves."
Alice panicked - she really needed to go. "I was actually just about to use the loo," she muttered.
"Oh, don't feel like you have to join in," said Sarah, "everything we do tonight is optional."
Alice hated feeling like an outsider and, she realised, changing her underwear would give her the perfect excuse to slip off back to her own room to have her poo in peace. It was, after all, only a bit of wee. Alice stood up, feeling rather uncomfortable, wondering what she was doing.
And there she stood, with the whole room watching. Taking a deep breath, Alice slowly relaxed her muscles. She felt the wee trickle out -- looking down she could see a dark patch appearing on her jeans. It all felt very outrageous and Alice realised she was enjoying the experience. The warm urine made her tingle and rather than trying to stop herself she continued to let it flow. Relaxing her muscles had also caused her bowels to loosen and sphincter to stop holding itself so tightly. Without even realising it the poo gently started to flow out. It slithered into her knickers and around her arse cheeks. Everything happened so quickly Alice couldn't stop herself.
"Wow," exclaimed Sarah, "I think you've shat yourself."
Alice grabbed her arse, trying her best to keep the poo in place, and dashed out the room. She waddled down the corridor feeling her mushy shit rub around as laughter echoed behind her. Once she'd made her way back to her bathroom she carefully removed her trousers. Realising her bowels hadn't completely emptied, Alice sat down on the toilet with her knickers still on. She put her head in her hands pushed the remaining poop out, secretly enjoying the sensation of it filling up her underwear.
Alice never talked about her bodily functions in front of people -- her heart was racing with the excitement of breaking such boundaries.
