Kaidence King Scat - Public toilet pooping
I was filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness as I walked into the women's restroom at the University. This was my very first time using the facilities here, and I couldn't help but feel out of place. The room was clean and modern, but that didn't help to calm my nerves.
I entered one of the stalls, locked the door behind me, and sat down on the toilet seat. It was cool against my bare skin, reminding me that I was still getting used to being naked under my dress. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, trying to relax.
A few minutes passed before I felt the urge to pee. I opened the stall door carefully and stepped out, making sure no one was around. Relieved, I released a steady stream of pee into the toilet bowl. It felt good to let go of the pressure building up inside me.
Once I was finished, I flushed and walked back to the stall. I sat down again, this time preparing myself for the main event – my first poop at University. The feeling was strange, but also somewhat thrilling. After all, this was a significant milestone in my newfound independence.
I took another deep breath and began to feel the sensation of needing to poop. It wasn't long before my bowels loosened, and I released a small pebble of poop into the toilet bowl. I was surprised by how different it felt from pooping at home, where everything was familiar. There was something... liberating about doing this in a public restroom.
I continued to pee, letting the warm golden stream mix with the cold water in the bowl. When I was done, I sat there for a moment, savoring the feeling of accomplishment. This was my first poop at University, and it felt good.
As I stood up to wipe, I realized how loud it was in the restroom. The sound of running water, flushing toilets, and other girls' voices filled the air. I could hear someone else in the stall next to me peeing, and it made me feel less alone.
I reached for the thin piece of toilet paper and began to wipe myself clean. The coolness against my skin was refreshing after the warmth of my pee and poop. I took my time, making sure to get everything clean.
Once I was satisfied, I flushed the toilet and grabbed the paper towel dispenser. As luck would have it, the toilet paper dispenser next to me was empty, so I had to grab some for that stall as well. It was a small inconvenience, but I didn't mind helping out.
Finally, I walked out of the stall, holding the towel in one hand and my bag in the other. I glanced around, making sure no one was looking, and swiftly threw the used toilet paper and feminine products into the trash can.
With that, I left the restroom, feeling a mix of satisfaction and nervousness as I walked out into the bustling hallway. This was just the beginning of my pooping adventures at University, and I couldn't wait to see what other exciting experiences lay ahead.
