Hi, my name is Gina, and I am working in a coffee shop, making coffees all day long. I am 28 years old, I like to party a lot. I am a blonde girl, average height, quite sporty look, although I don't do much sport unless dancing in the club counts. Guys say I look pretty cute and attractive.
I wear glasses only when I'm working, because we have a white collar clientele, and I fit more into the high-end coffee shop when I'm wearing glasses. Outside work I am rather a party girl, I love party dresses, but I also appreciate spending my Saturday and Sunday alone at home, enjoying some me-time (after a good Friday party I need it actually).
I live in a cozy downtown appartment in Budapest. It fits my lifestyle perfectly: it is close to the coffeshop where I'm working and party district is also close.
I usually drink my first coffee in the morning, that makes me poop sometimes - there is no stress around this, we can go out for a break that is not more than 5 minutes any time.
I don't drink coffee in the afternoon - usually, but there are exceptions. Maybe last weekend I was partying too much, and I felt really tired on Monday, it is a good thing I did the morning shift which is 8am - 4pm. Even though I spent almost all my day with sleeping on Sunday, I felt I am so tired on Monday, so I drank my two free coffees by 10.30am at my workplace. I didn't need to poop that day. I was so glad when 4pm came and I could go home.
I switched on the TV, started to watch some series. I wanted to sleep, but I could not. I had some "sleeping tea mix" at home - I bought it from the pharmacy for such cases. I checked on the box: main ingredient is camomile. I thought what the heck, it could not harm.
So I drank this tea mix, then took a hot shower. Then went back to my couch to continue the TV series I started to watch, and in like 10 minutes, I felt so sleepy, I could not keep my eyes open. I have set my alarm clock, then laid down on my couch, and fall asleep immediately . It was about 7pm.
I had a good night's sleep, I woke up at 5am the next morning. I went to work. Around 10 am, I had a pretty big poop at the ladies room in my workplace. I sat down to the toilet, and it just came out of me. I made a big pile of soft poop. It smelt pretty bad, and after flushing, I needed to use the toilet brush twice to leave the toilet clean for the next user who is probably going to poop as well. I felt quite good and relaxed after this big poop - I could say Tuesday was cool.
Since I could not sleep once again, I drank another sleeping tea on Tuesday, and I did the same on Wednesday and Thursday evening as well - although I know you are not supposed to drink this tea every day.
Nothing special happened, I slept quite well, working days just went by. But I did not have a poop on Wednesday or Thursday either. I did not bother too much, I thought this was because I did not eath enough fiber.
I woke up around 6am on Friday. It was a bit late as compared to other days, but never mind. I went to work, and I was already thinking about the Friday night party where I am invited to - this is some exclusive club in downtown that I could not visit so far. It might be a just a girls' night out.
I wanted to poop before the party, because I hate to spend my party time with pooping. Since I did not have a poop since Tuesday, I was a little bit worried that I got constipated.
So I went in to my workplace on Friday, and started my shift with a coffee. My stomach was a bit uneasy and bloated, and it hurt a little as well. I drank my coffee straight after I arrived to work, so around 8am.
I felt gassy all day long - I can do silent farts when I am really bloated - and since I was bloated, I thought I needed to pass some gas. I remember I was making a coffee for a university student, when my stomach cramped. I was in the coffee making area when I stopped for a moment, and let out a stinky silent fart. Since there is background music, no one can hear anything, but the stench was strong.
The university girl must have smelt my stinky fart as she gave me a weird look when she grabbed her coffee, but she took the coffee anyway.
I told to my female coworker: -Hey, would you serve the customers for a good 10 minutes, I think I need to go to the bathroom. - I said. She said sure.
I went to our toilet in the coffee shop, it is a very small one, two stalls only. Workers of the coffee shop could use it, no customers allowed. Since the coffee shop is in a shopping center, they could go in the shopping center's toilets.
I went into the second stall, pulled down my jeans and my knickers, sat on the toilet. I thought I needed to poop, but I let out a strong stream of pee instead. I peed for almost a minute. Then I just farted a stinky one into the toilet. I tried to push, but I could not poop at this time. I sat there for a little bit, tried to relax. I just let out another stinky fart and a few more drops of pee into the toilet, then I was done. I went back to the shop.
During my lunch break, I went out to the shopping center's pharmacy and bought some laxatives. I knew this could be a mistake, but I felt so bloated and constipated as well.
I grabbed a nice sandwich from a sandwich bar, and headed back to the coffee shop. I took one laxative. Then I prepared my second free coffee of the day for myself, and went to our little kitchen to enjoy my sandwich with coffee.
I went back to serve the customers. My stomach started to hurt and make gurgling noises after lunch. I felt really gassy as well. By 1pm, I wanted to go out for another toilet visit and try to poop, I felt that my stomach is full of gas, and I wanted to have this out of my system before tonight's party. Within a good 30 minutes, my stomach started to make very audible gurgling noises. I am sure customers heard my stomach noises, so I had no other choice than to opt for a toilet break.
I asked one of my female coworkers if she could replace me, as I need to go to the bathroom. She said sure. So I went towards the ladies room quite quickly.
I went into the second stall in a big hurry, pulled down my jeans and my knickers quickly, and put some toilet paper on the toilet seat. I did not sit down completely, I just held my butt over the toilet, with my knees close together, slightly bent forward. I felt I needed to poop quite badly.
I just gave a little push. As soon as I did, I started to empty light brown mushy poop into the toilet. My poop kept coming and coming at a rapid rate. Since my butt was over the toilet, it was splashing, I am sure the girls outside heard me plopp-plopp-plopp-plopp-plopp-plopp-plopp-plopp in a very quick succession, I must have plopped 20 times. I wiped and flushed quickly. It felt quite good to let this poop out, so I came out from the stall, and washed my hands quickly. My shit smell was lingering in this tiny bathroom.