Waiting

The story

I was literally sitting on the edge of my seat. I tapped my fingers and shuffled my feet. Then it happened. The final bell signifying the end of the school year! I jumped from my seat and grabbed my backpack. I clenched my butt cheeks and waddled towards the door. It was finally time for the first poop of the summer. 

"Y/N!" My friends called out, "where are you going?" I nervously turned around. "I have to meet someone." I said. By someone I mean the toilet. That toilet would meet my butt and the poop that I have been waiting for all year. When I got home and threw my backpack down my dad stopped me. "Y/N! What's the rush?" He asks. I feel the poop coming out of me. "I have an appointment." I tell him then push past and waddle towards the bathroom. 

When I get there I see that the door is closed. It is occupied. I gasp reaching to push the poop back in my anus. My underwear are done for. I feel like my intestines are all trying to get out. "PLEASE LET ME IN!" I scream and bang on the door. My brother comes out and looks at me like I'm crazy. I'm not crazy; I just really have to poop. 

I finally reach the toilet and let my butt hit the cold seat. I finally can do it! I can finally poop. 

I grip the edge of they seat with my clammy hands. I feel beads of sweat dripping down my forehead. I start to push. I push and push and push but nothing happens. What do I do? I tried for another hour and nothing happened. After a few concerned knocks from my parents I decide to emerge from the bathroom. I have to tell them what's going on. "Mom, dad, I have to tell you something." I say. "What is it sweetie?" My mother asks. "I-i-I'm constipated!" I yell and start to cry. "That's natural sweetie we'll just get you some prune juice." My dad tells me. "No you don't understand. I haven't pooped all year. I've been waiting so it would be special but now my bowels are bursting and I think I'm dying." I shamefully admit. They look at each other then look at me. They come to a silent agreement and they take me to the doctor. 

"So Ms. Y/L/N, what has been going on." My doctor asks. I look at my parents waiting for them to answer for me. "Well," my mom says, "she has been complaining about stomach aches for awhile now and she keeps getting sick but she just told us why. Would you like to tell her Y/N?" My mom says and I shake my head no. "Fine then I will. Y/N is constipated because she hasn't pooped all year." She says and I can see the shame in her eyes. I glance at my feet but even that small movement sends pain to my buttocks. I groan and look back up. My doctor is sitting there with a surprised look on her face. The surprise turns to concern in less than a second. She feels my abdomen and gasps. "It feels like there is a baby in there! It's a poop baby! We're going to have to take you to the pregnancy ward because you essentially have to give birth to this crap!" They put me on a stretcher and wheel me down many hallways. I scream in agony as my butt hole dilates. "She's at 10 centimeters!" I hear someone say. "This poop is coming now! Breathe in and out in and out." I do and I feel it coming out. "I can feel it!" I yell, "My poop baby!" Everyone plugs their nose as the stench of my putrid poop fills the room. It wasn't only the stench that filled the room but also the poop. I watched as my poop spills out of me and my stomach concaves. Everyone starts to pass out from either the sight or the smell. Once all the poop is out of me and everyone is passed out in the poop filled floor I grab armfuls of my poop baby and start to cry. "I love you my poop baby! I carried you in me for 9 months and I thought I was ready to let you go but I wasn't! I must have you back!" I say and swallow mouthfuls of my poop.