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Teacher Stacy Scat Story
"You guys work on that and I'll be back," the teacher told the students. They gave silent acknowledgement. She walked to the Women's facility and went into the farthest stall from the wall. She locked the door behind her, though the spaces between the door and walls of her stall were big enough to peek through. She tried to ignore it. She laid a sheet of the wax paper toilet cover on the seat and looked around as she pulled down her pants and white cotton panties to her lower thighs and sat. Her tanned well-formed buttcheeks spread against the seat. She put her elbows on her legs and held her chin in her hands as she stared at the door with her delicate black eyes. A translucent stream came from her urethra and weaned away. She crossed her arms on her legs and pushed. A little more urine poured out of her and she felt movement in her bowels. She looked down. She pushed again. Nothing happened. The clicking of heels was heard. She became silent as a woman peed, washed her hands and left. The teacher pushed again. She was a little worried about her time. She hunched forward and pushed hard. The feces came towards the light a little. She was constipated.
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