TIFU by sh*tting my pants in class. Toilet ran out of paper so I had to use my socks to wipe it

This happened 5 years ago when I was still in highschool. This story may be lengthy, so please ignore my bad English.
I will name this horrorfying memory as: Diarrhea, the Socks, and the Quiet Restroom.

-The “unSH*Table” Restroom : I lived in a third world country in South East Asia where everyone has to wear uniform to school. I was in 11th grade, and I had two school session each day: morning and afternoon. Each session consist of 4 periods for 45min each. I will have in total 3 breaks in each session: 5 mins between after the 1st and 3rd period, and 15 mins big break after the 2nd period.

There were very limited time to take a duke at school. It was impossible to run to the restroom and finish a “bussiness” in 5mins break. We stayed in the same classroom while teachers came to us every periods. The only time when different students from different classes can see each other is during the big break.

The men restroom in 15 mins break was occupied with “cool kids” and smokers. I would not take a duke while there were like 10 dudes talking in the restroom. I couldnt ask teacher to go out during class because the only reason why one needs to go out is to take a sh*t. My stupid teenager mind was too prideful for that.
Therefore, I could NOT sh*t at school, and the shit-my-pants was not an accident but more like redemption of a teenager’s fragile will.



-THE REMEDY OF DEVIL: I remembered it was a sunny day. I finished my morning school session and had around 2 hour before my afternoon session started. I went out for lunch and got a pretty common meal near school. However, I decided to have some “House special fish sauce” to enhance my rice and Dear Lord. I wouldn’t get that fish sauce If I knew it was the Remedy of Devil that pierced my fragile soul. I did not feel anything strange until the 1st period afternoon session started. My stomach started to growling like there were 2 cats having a presidential debate inside.

– TEMPTATION: I was very active and talkative during class, but everything changed in that destiny day. Near the end of the 1st period, I felt a sensation, an urge of something explosive moving downward to my bottom. I could hear my conscience tell me about that magical place. What magical place? – you asked. I could only find inner peace at that moment in one place – The Toilet. I then asked my self “Is it why people call it Nature Calls”? Then dear nature, WHY ME? WHY HERE?? WHY NOW????

-STRONG WILL: “Everything will be less important when you need to sh*t” – Some really wise guy. I could feel everything in that moment. I controlled my breathing like Im about to deliver a baby. I couldn’t hear or focus on anything else. It was a test to my sheer will. I kept telling myself: “You can do it”. The sky seemed to be less blue, the lectures seemed worthless now. My friends noticed I looked sick and quiet the whole time. WHAT AM I SUPPOSE TO TELL THEM?
“I’m sweating like crazy because I have to channel all of my lifeforce, my nerves into clenching my *ss???”

-WEAK BOTTOM: I didn’t go during the first 5 mins break because there was no way that I could make it back to class on time. I held it until the 15mins break after the 2nd period ended. I decided to stop giving a f*ck about the smoking guys and went to the men restroom and oh bois. They f*cking had a party there!!! I’m not kidding. There were like 15 dudes from different clases smoking and drinking sodas in the restroom. I couldnt duke when there were a bunch of nasty morons joking and laughing outside my stall.

I told my self:”You held it for 2 periods. You can do it again.” As you can see the title, I was made a big big mistake. The first half of the 3rd period went smoothly. I started to drop some mini “quiet farts”: silent but deadly. My friends around used to farts and made jokes about who did it so the smells was not a big deal. We blamed it on each other and some of them actually farted loudly so It was actually quite funny. I then told my friend I had food poisoning and I wanna puke to explain my quiet pale face. I drop another mini fart; however, it was different this time. It was WET!!!!!. Time stops, heart drops, mind went blank. I cover my face to pretent that I was vomiting and then ran to the restroom. The sad thing is I couldnt run too fast cuz I might left a trail of sh*t from my pant. I just wanna duke.

-QUIET RESTROOM: The restroom was next to a classroom, and the wall was very thin. If I dropped my explosive diarrhea too loud, the next class would easily link what happened to the guy just ran through their class. I had to synchronize my duke with the teacher’s lecture of that class. Word by word, sh*t by sh*t. I had to be hurry before people in my class started to check on me, but I gotta be slow enough to not make any loud noise that the next class could hear me. Taking a dump after holding it for a long time should feel like heaven. To me? It was HELL!!!!

-SACRIFICE: I finally finished the job, but my luck hasnt come back to me. THERE WAS NO TOILET PAPER!!!! I felt like the universe just betrayed me. I looked around and there was nothinf I could use. A wet sh*t without toilet paper should be nominated as “The worst sh*t of all time.” I looked as my socks and I knew sacrifice has to be made. I had washed my under and my pants since there were some “contents” on it. The restroom didnt have any trash can since we usually let our hands air out after washing it. Third world country’s old toilet of an old school. In conclusion, I left the restroom with a wet bottom pants along with socks and under in my pocket since I couldnt flush them.

-SIDE WAY GUY: I went back to my class door and looked like I just puked my guts out. Everyone thought I had a really serious food poisoning, so teacher sent me to the nurse office

My luck was not there again. There was already a girl in my grade laying on one bed because she had stomache from period. The nurse gave me a pill and left me on another bed before going to somewhere else. I made sure that the girl was sleeping before open the window and throw my socks and under out to the school empty gargen. I couldnt keep them in my pocket or throw them in the trash can of the nurse offfice since they smelled like sh*t.

I laid side ways facing the girl’s bed to air out my pants since I didnt want her to wake up and witnessed my wet butt. The girl was really cute and I was justing looking at her like a maniac. She suddenly woke up and caught me starring at her. She was surprised for a second and greeted with a smile.
–How long have you been here?
-I just got here 5 mins ago due to food poisoning.
–Why are you lying side way and looking at me sleeping like that?
-Because I think you look really good when you sleep…

My stupid brain just straight up start hitting on her to cover the fact that I’m drying out my wet pants that was full of sh*t. Thank god she thought it was cute and we had a small chat after instead of thinking that Im a perverted weirdo. And no, we didnt date. Life is not a movie. I didn’t talk to her after that day and my classmates didnt suspect that I pooped my pants. They were really close to me and would have joke about it if they know the truth. Task failed successfully?? No more “house special fish sauce”!!

Bonus segment:
-Lost and Found:
The story didnt end there. Every classes in my school have to do “community service” like sweeping the School yard, clearing the grass near the soccer field,… once every 2 months. It was more like a “social activity” to help students understand how hard it is to keep the school environment nice and clean.

Fast forward to 3 weeks after the day I lost my dignity to fish sauce. It was my class turn to do the service. We were scheduled to clean the school empty garden since the grass back there has grown quite tall now. I actually didnt think much since the garden was really big, and the chance for my class to clear the part behind the nurse office was really slim.
There was a teacher who was holding a leash of a trained dog. It was trained to detect snake to protect the students.

We were clearing out some wild plants until the dog led one guy near the building area. It barked loudly at something and my traumatic memory started to kick in. The class gathered up near the dog to see what it was. It was actually someone else’s underwear like both women and men. Thank The Nature Force!!!! Someone definitely hooked up there and left all of there nasty stuff behind. We found even more bras, condoms, and tampons surrounding that area. It turned out that the women restroom was direct above it. Some uncivilized girls threw there trash out since there was no trash can in their restroom either. The school should put some trash can in there those cheap bastard!!!

We were cleaning that stuff until someone yelled:” I more found socks and underwear.” My soul just left for a moment to find peace in a different place. The universe definitely trying to f*ck with me. It definitely wanted people to know I sh*t my pants that day. My only hopes was no one recognized my socks and linked it back to me. The socks had some dark dried yellow-ish content which was no doubt, poop. People laugh their *ss off and thought someone took a sh*t here and used their socks to wipe it. I laughed nervously and volunteered to clean my “history”. No one recognized it.
Not today satan, not today!!!!

tl;dr: I shit my pants during class. The restroom ran out of papper, so I had to use my socks to wipe it. I couldnt throw it away, so I had to throw it through the nurse office’s window to the school garden before it stank up.