Anya smiled around at her classroom full of thirteen-year-old boys. She loved that they were all staring wide-eyed at her black bra, which was clearly visible through her very thin white blouse. “Hello boys,” she said. “Today we’re going to have a quiz. On each of your desks is a piece of paper with twenty questions. Without looking at your books, I want you to answer all of the questions and then put your hand up when you’re done. I’ll collect your answers and mark them while you’re reading through chapter eight. Everyone ready? Then go!”
The questions were fairly easy, and it was not long before one boy put up his hand. Anya went over to his desk and stood behind him, bending over his shoulder to look at his work. She knew full well that her ultra-short miniskirt was riding up over her buttocks and giving the boys behind her a spectacular view of her panty-clad bottom, but she ignored the gasps and giggles, and simply smiled to herself.
“Thank you Jonathan,” she said, taking the boy’s paper. “Looks like you’ve got most of them right.”
When the next hand went up (belonging to a freckle-faced boy named Martin), she stood in front of his desk and turned his paper around so that she could read it. As she bent down to look at it, her blouse fell away from her chest, giving Martin a perfect view of her right breast, partially encased in her black bra. Of course, the bra was at least three sizes too small for her, and her nipple was spilling out of the top, but she did not mind this a bit. She looked up and smiled at his red-cheeked grin. “Very good, Martin,” she said.
Then she felt the urge to defecate come over her once again. She had not been for days. “Oh dear!” she announced, loudly enough for the whole class to hear. “I think I’m going to have an accident!” She turned and staggered towards the front of the class, only to stop at her desk and lean over it, clutching her stomach. She pushed hard, and her anus opened wide to let her poo come out.
A large, thick turd with a knobbly tip slid slowly out of her rectum and pushed her gauzy, semi-transparent panties away from her buttocks. She hoisted her skirt up around her waist and gripped the sides of her panties as she pushed out more and more of her poo. The first turd popped free and fell into her panties, but she carried on pushing, and a softer, longer piece of poo slithered out of her anus and curled up on top of and around the first poo.
“Oh no!” she squealed in delight. “How embarrassing!” She put on a panicky expression and turned back to look at her pupils. They were staring open-mouthed at her bulging panties, and she had to turn back to the front before she burst into giggles. Excitedly, she started pushing again, and a short, chunky turd thrust into the softer poo in her panties, which expanded outwards and began to overflow past the elasticated seams. As those seams were pushed further and further away from her buttocks, the astonished boys nearest to Anya stared in disbelief at the growing mound of poo visible through the gaps.
Anya bent over further, thrusting her bulging panties towards her pupils, and arching her back so that the downward-sliding soft poo flowed along her gusset, slowly licking her pussy from her vagina to her clitoris and beyond. Looking back between her legs, she saw that a long, thin turd was dangling out of one side of her panties, next to her left leg. She reached back and grasped it, breaking it off before it fell of its own accord.
“Oh my, whatever shall I do with this?” she wondered aloud. Then she straightened up, turned to face the class, lifted up the front of her skirt and pulled open the front of her panties with her free hand, and dropped the long turd inside. It was so long that part of it became draped over the waistband, but she quickly tucked it back inside and squished it down against her pussy. Then she let her waistband snap back into place.
“I’m so sorry about this!” she said with a good pretence at mortification, looking around and drinking in all of the shocked, fascinated and disgusted expressions. “I do hope you won’t tell anyone – I’d be fired for sure, and then I’d never get to teach all you fine young men ever again.” She strained ever so subtly, and more soft poo slid out of her anus and into her panties, oozing around the lumpier turds, filling in all the spaces, and smoothing out the bulge into a huge round cotton balloon. She shivered with pleasure, and put on a sunny smile. “Now,” she said brightly, “who else has finished the quiz?”