Title: | A Couple of Little Girls | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Name: | Glenn | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Email: | Not shown | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Gender: | Male | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Current Age: | Not given | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Posting Date: | 09/06/09 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Summary: |
An 11-year-old boy is in school it is break time and he goes to the toilet but it is
locked. He needs to go for a poop and he soon gets desperate. Does he make it in time?
Carwin is slim and small for his age. In other opinions he looks cute. He is an adorable child with black hair. He is in a school uniform that is black trousers, black shoes, white shirt with yellow and black tie, and black jumper. This is set in Wales in the UK. It's a school called Llantarnam Comprehensive. I will use UK words: diapers are nappies, pants are trousers, and underpants are also known as pants. I don't know any other phrase differences. Finally, I have heard that some people get confused of the location of Wales it is a Country next to England it is not in England the 3 countries of the United Kingdom are Wales England and Scotland. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Deekerian Score (20 is max.) [?]: | 6 (30%) |
Chapter 1 Carwin is an 11-year-old boy who have just started high school. He is wandering around as he has not made friends yet. He starts to feel the need to poop, so he goes to the toilet. The only thing is, it is locked. He gets too embarrassed to ask a teacher or another pupil, so he tries to hold it in until he can find another toilet. Upon searching he gets to an empty corridor. He sees a couple of benches behind a wall and a group of 4 girls, about 11, some 12. He is also at the other end of the school. He sits on a different bench behind a different wall. He loses hope of finding a toilet and struggles to hold it in. He fights to hold it but fails. He starts pooping his pants. After he finished he pulls his pants down to inspect as no one else is around. Lucky for him it isn't that much. He pulls his pants back up and sits down on the bench. He decides to get out his chocolate bar and eat it. After about 5 minutes or so he hears the girls get up and move closer. He hopes and prays they don't sit near him. He sees them come in to the area he is sitting in. They all sit around him. One of the girls look at him and smile. She says hi. He looks and says hi back, but looks back down she asks what his name is. He replies, �Carwin.� Then she asks how old he is. He says, �Eleven.� The girls then say their ages are 11 and 12. One of them puts their hand on his knee and says, �Don't worry, relax. We know your nervous. He looks up at her and smiles. After a couple of minutes one of the girls says ,�Is it me, or does it smell around here?� Someone else says, �It must be the toilets; they always smell.� Someone else says, �Nah, the toilets are not near here. They�re in the next building.� They look around trying to find out where the source is coming from, when one of them looks at Carwen and says, �It's you, isn't it? That's why you've been so shy.� Carwen immediately says, �No it isn't.� As she leans towards him and smells him she sits back up and says, �Eeewww! It *is* him!� Girls smell him. Carwen then stands up and starts to walk off but one of the girls stands infront of him and says, �What�s the matter, Carwen? Why are you leaving?� All of a sudden Carwen says, �Leave me alone, and stop picking on me!� With that he feels his trousers and pants being pulled back as the others peer down and look at his small, cute bum and his poopy light blue pants. They say, �Aaww, he's pooped his pants!� The girl in front of him smiles at him and says, �Don't worry, cutie. We won't tell anyone. We think you�re cute.� Carwen freezes on the spot. He doesn't know what to do. The youngest girl goes around to his front and feels his front and says, �No, he hasn't wet himself.� At that, Carwen starts crying a little. He is pulled back to the seat as the oldest girl hugs him and says, �Don't worry, everything is going to be okay. We'll take care of you.� One of the others says, �He should wear a nappy to school.� After a couple of minutes they decide to clean him up. Carwen objects but the girls say, �If you don't let us we will tell everyone,� so Carwen agrees. The girls pull his trousers down and look at his pants, saying how cute he looks. Then they pull his pants down. They all take stuff out of their bags. The oldest has a flannel and a flask of soapy water. The other girls look at her. She responds, �Don't ask. It has to do with that time of month.� They understand. Carwen is faced away from the girls as one of them washes his bum. The girls widen his bum and clean his bum hole. He is turned to face them as the girls handle his private parts and clean that. It starts growing and the girls all giggle. They start to rub it up and down until Carwen feels all tingly down there. He feels a strange feeling. The girls hold tissue to his willy as he finds he is wetting himself, a bit he gets really embarrassed when he looks down and he sees his wee is white. He thinks that is strange and wonders why. The girls clean his willy again when they finish they ask him if he feels better. The girls smell him as if to exaggerate his cleanliness. Chapter 2 The girls all whisper to each other and nod their heads in agreement. Carwen asks them, �What's the matter?� They smile at him and say, �Oh, nothing.� They pull up his soiled pants and rub the back of his pants in his bum. He tells them to stop it. They say, �We think we haven't done a good job, so let us take you somewhere we can make sure we do a good job.� They walk a little and take him to the nurse�s office. Before Carwen gets a chance to ask what they are doing here, someone knocks on the door and the nurse answers. The oldest girl explains, �Mrs., we seen this boy. We seen him poop himself and he said he doesn't want anyone else to know. We thought we should bring him to you.� The nurse looks at her, then at Carwen, and says, �Thank you, girls. Have your lunch now.� She tells Carwen to come in so he does. She closes the door and looks at him. He looks back but looks to the floor in shame. The nurse says, �Don't be embarrassed. I can tell you�re new. What�s your name?� He replies, �Carwen.� The nurse then asks if its true. He nods. She asks if he can show her. He just turns around. The nurse grips the waistband of his trousers and pants then pulls them back and looks down. She sees his poopy pants and his poopy bum. She lets go of his pants and then she says, �Carwen, how come you done this? How come you didn�t use the toilet?� He cries and says they were locked and he was too embarrassed to ask. The nurse calms him down and says, �Okay, let�s get you cleaned up.� She takes him to the next room and lifts him on the bed. She takes his trainers off, then she pulls down his trousers. She gets him to sit up and says, �I think I�ll put a towel there to stop the bed from getting dirty.� So she places a towel there. She then proceeds to grip his pants and slowly pulls them down. Carwen covers his willy but the nurse takes them away and says, �Don't worry, it�s nothing I haven't seen before.� She gets a cloth and wets it, then she cleans his hips and willy. She gets some soap and rubs it in the cloth and washes his front. Again, his penis reacts the same way as it did in front of the girls. He starts getting embarrassed, so the nurse says, �Don't worry, Carwen. It�s natural for little boys like you to react like that. It�s because it makes you feel good, but I'm not trying to do that. I can�t control how you feel.� She cleans his willy some more, then asks him to turn around, so he does. He feels her hands on his hips and the nurse says, �raise your bottom for me.� (more to come)