The teacher was suddenly filled with a sense of dread as over a dozen little hands shot up all at once. She glanced back at the small garbage pail and back at the students, unsure if it would be enough for the students. Without any other option she just gulped and resolved to the idea that it would be.

"Okay then everyone form a nice neat line" She said to the class, the dozen or so students quickly scrambled to get ahead of one another, some moving more urgently than others. She looked over the students, finding one or two who seemed to struggle to get a place in line as it formed, gripping their groins, or pausing to cross their legs tightly. She realized she was risking an accident or two by not getting involved

"Alright now…who needs to go…really badly?" She asked feeling a bit awkward asking her students who needed the toilet the most urgently. A few hands slowly raised, then a few more six in total and oddly only one of the two that seemed to really be struggling.

The young teacher found that curious but she felt it best to concentrate on her other students who made their more urgent needs known to her, she stepped out from behind the desk and rearranged the line so the kids who expressed more urgent needs were in the front.

"Hey! Thats not fair! I was first!" A young boy called as the 6 students were moved in front of him. He pouted and crossed his arms. "I have to use the bathroom too!"

The teacher sighed before kneeling to speak with the boy. She didn't quite have time for this, and the last thing she needed was for one of her students to soil themselves and risk all the annoyance that would come with that.

"Listen, not everyone can hold it as well as you. So you need to let your friends who are struggling go first, okay?" She said, trying to frame the boys less dire need as some sort of strength. He simply continued to pout and she was left with no choice but to stand up and walk away, taking the hand of the first student in line and walking him to the small waste pail.

He shuffled on his feet, fumbling with his pants before yanking them down to his ankles along with his underwear. Exposing his bottom as well as his little pecker. Almost the instant his pants were down a hot stream of piss fired from his uncircumcised tip, missing the pail and blasting the side of it. Urine thumped the side of the pail and spilled down on to the floor as the young boy made no attempt to correct his aim, or move in any away. He just stood there pissing freely.

The teacher gasped and quickly tried to move the boy forward so his stream would actually make it into the pail. The boy didn't seem to care much as he sighed and emptied his bladder, a small puddle forming underneath the bucket. With a small push she managed to get his stream on course for the mouth of the bucket, urine spattering loudly against the inside of the bucket. His little stream quickly weakened to a trickle and he pulled up his pants and walked to the rest of the class that wasn't on the line.

The teacher looked down at the bucket, the big sloppy stool from the first girl was now sitting under an inch of urine. She knelt over and moved the bucket, trying to cover the small puddle so it would at least go unnoticed by the next students. She made a mental note to watch the boys more closely when they came to use the bucket, lest they end up pissing all over the floor.

She grabbed the hand of the next student, another boy and brought him to the pail, he appeared to be in distress, gripping his stomach and squirming as he stood there. He tried undo his pants but appeared to be having trouble.

"I'm not gonna make it!" He whined as he suddenly stopped trying to undo his pants to grip his aching stomach. The teacher responded quickly kneeling down and popping the button on his pants before tanking them down, whipping around and forcing his bottom into the mouth of the bucket. A loud explosive fart ripped out of his little ass, but it soon devolved to a his as his pucker was blocked by a thick turd. He grunted and groaned as it crawled out of his rear end slowly, finishing with a splat as it fell into the waiting mess bellow. The teacher handed him the napkins though she was soon greeted by another loud hiss as he fired a jet stream of piss right into the bucket. It pounded the inside of the pail loudly for a moment before stopping. The boy wiped, stood up and was on his way.

Next up was a girl, who wasted no time dropping lifting her skirt and yanking her panties down before dropping her bottom on the little potty bucket. A few small trickles of urine squirted out of her followed by a crackling fart. -bloop- -bloop- -bloop- small knobby turds fell into the waiting cesspool of urine and filth each announced with a small fart which stuttered as the turd fell out of her. She gave a grunt, her face getting red as a more complete turd began to spread her little hole, thick lumpy and somewhat painful, it crawled out of the little girl slowly before it fell into the rest of the filth with a loud splat. The teacher cringed at the noise, as well as the ever worsening stench. The girl wiped only twice and was on her way.

The teacher couldn't help but peer into the bucket, a morbid curiosity overcoming her. There laid three separate layers of filth sitting in a pool of soiled urine, soft light brown brown poop at the bottom with a long darker turd laid atop it. Little floating knobs of much darker poop as well as rather thick dark turd dead center of the rest of the filth. Almost like an island of shit had be struck by a hefty massive shit meteorite. The bucket was now a fifth full, and the stench was growing wretched. The teacher pulled herself away from it and moved to get the next student, purposefully avoiding any mental math about how long before the bucket would be full. She just hoped there would be enough room…


(That's it for now, sorry if this is a bit weak, its very late at the moment and I just wrote what came to mind. This isn't quite over yet, but I can't imagine I'll do more than another two parts)