Messy Teaching

Cheerilee hummed happily as she made her way up the little stone path to the Ponyville schoolhouse. It was early in the morning and most of her students likely hadn't even left their houses yet, giving her plenty of time to set up the day's lesson. It was a Monday morning too, so it was unlikely that anypony would be too eager to get up this early. If it weren't for Big Mac, Cheerilee would probably have ended up oversleeping herself. Thankfully, the hunky stallion knew just how to get her going in the morning~.

After eating a bit more for breakfast than most ponies probably would, though that in itself wasn't all that unusual, she was quick to head out for the school. She'd been having massive cravings recently as a result of her bulging pregnant belly, which even now hung down pretty far underneath her barrel. Ever since becoming pregnant, she'd practically turned into an eating machine. The large morning meal was adding a bit more gait to her steps than usual this morning.

Losing track of time during her little feeding frenzy, she'd been forced to forgo a few things to get to school early enough to prepare for the day. Primarily by skipping both her shower and any chance at using the bathroom. Both probably wouldn't be much of an issue though. Her mane had been a bit messy, but a comb alone had been enough to restore it for the most part.

Thankfully, she had at least remembered to do laundry the night before. At the moment, she was wearing one of her favorite teaching outfits, one that her students were quite used to seeing her in. It included a soft white collared blouse, a deep-blue skirt, and some partially transparent black leggings which went over the white cotton panties covering her marehood and squishy ponut. Both her shirt and skirt were being stretched quite significantly due to her swollen belly, but they were just big enough to handle it.

All in all, she felt pretty good about today...

A young colt yawned as he leaned back in his wooden desk, not really paying attention to the lecture their teacher was currently giving them. Of course, that didn't mean she didn't have his attention in another way. While the rest of the class were busy jotting down things in their notes, his eyes remained glued to Ms. Cheerilee's shapely skirt-draped flanks.

Though he couldn't care less about pretty much everything involving school, he had developed quite a fondness for their teacher. He usually at least pretended to pay attention, but at the moment, he was curious about the way Ms. Cheerilee had been moving around the classroom.

Granted, she already did waddle a bit because she was pregnant, but there was something else odd that had started to show about a quarter of the way into class today. She'd stutter every now and then, and more recently her ears twitched almost every time she took a step. It seemed like she was actively trying to avoid taking any unnecessary steps or movements whenever possible.

He watched with interest as she carefully turned around upon finishing her latest knowledge dump, only to find that the filly sitting right next to him had her hoof raised high into the air.

"Ah, y-yes, Sweet Flower?" Cheerilee asked, babbling as she held a strained smile.

"Um, can you come here, Ms. Cheerile? I don't really get this one problem." The filly named Sweet Flower replied, looking down at her notes with confusion.

A look of dread briefly flashed over Cheerilee's muzzle, and while most didn't really notice, the colt certainly did. She had always been so eager to help her students with just about anything. This odd quirk in her behavior only increased his curiosity as she made her way down the row between his own and the confused filly. She was very nearly as wide as the gap between the desks.

The colt only realized the situation he was unintentionally being gifted as Cheerilee turned to help the filly beside him. Her rear hovered mere inches from his face. Unfortunately, he was unable to see under said skirt unless she were to bend over or decide to lift her tail for some reason. As Cheerilee went through the filly's notes, the colt noticed that she was keeping her back legs closely pinned together.

Tempted to lean down for a peek when nopony was looking, the colt was then caught off guard as he was suddenly bombarded by a forceful gust of hot, smelly air as a loud fart sputtered out through Cheerilee's skirt. Though only for a moment, the force was enough to lift it up, giving him a split second view of precisely what he had wanted to see.

*Pwwwwfrpt!*

What he saw though made the gag-inducing odor worth it. Even though her partially transparent leggings and panties made it a bit difficult, he could easily make out the well-defined outline of both her plump marehood and puffy ponut. It was a sight that made his insides tingle as he sat there in the stunned silence that followed the teacher's surprise expulsion.

Immediately realizing what she'd just done, Cheerilee spun around on the spot, gasping out a quick but sincere apology as her face flushed a deep red color. A few childish giggles and some awkward coughs could be heard scattered throughout the classroom as everypony clearly heard and saw what had happened. It wasn't every day you saw a grown-up, much less a mare, let loose something like that.

Turning to tell the student who seemed almost as flustered as she was that she'd help her out later, Cheerilee quickly waddled back up to the front. She immediately got back to the lesson, evidently trying to pretend that nothing had happened. All the while, her movements were getting more and more erratic and stiff.

Having recovered from the unexpected event, the colt was focused solely on Cheerilee’s rear now, having noticed that something dark had been speckled against the fabric covering the mare's ponut.

'I wonder If she will...'

Cheerilee stumbled over her words as she pointed her hoof to the diagram she'd just drawn on the chalkboard, at this point not bothering to disguise how tightly she had her rear legs pinched together. The lesson was almost over now! She only needed to hold it for just a few more minutes!

But her body seemed to have other ideas. Both her bladder and bowels felt like they were full to bursting, the urge to relieve herself having appeared not long after class started. She was deeply regretting not taking the time to use a bathroom before leaving home.

While craning her neck down to grab some chalk, another surge of pressure nearly ended it all right there and then, but she was just barely able to keep control at the last second. However, this was not without consequence.

*Pwwwffprtp!*

Cheerilee blushed hard as she heard and felt a thunderous fart again putter out of her anus, the sound drowning out her voice completely as everypony in the room heard it. Muffled giggles again rippled from a few of her students, though more were blushing than laughing.

"E-excuse me." Cheerilee stammered, not able to look back at the class as she felt a wave of hot embarrassment wash over her.

Thankfully, the outburst had also relieved some of the mounting pressure in her rectum. There was a good chance she'd be able to make until the end of class now. Clearing her throat, Cheerilee took a deep breath and got on with her lesson.

After a little time, most of the class had calmed down again, though she did pick up on a few scattered whispers here and there. No doubt they were all still discussing her little gas leaks. Little did they know how easily either could have become something much bigger and far more embarrassing...

With a breath of relief, Cheerilee turned back to the chalkboard as her students began packing up their saddlebags. She'd done it! Though she was feeling incredibly desperate at this point, she'd successfully been able to prevent an utter disaster. Though she still needed to go over homework before fully dismissing the class, that was usually a rather quick task. After that, she'd finally be able to rush over to the outhouse back by the playground.

Seeing the chalkboard board still covered with shakily written diagrams and scribbles, she reached down for the eraser that lay along the bottom shelf of the board. However, this simple act of bending down proved to be a huge mistake as, at that exact moment, her body suddenly seized, and the pressure against her ponut returned two-fold in an instant.

Cheerilee only had time to gasp in alarm as she felt her anus spread apart before she could react. The thick and bumpy head of a massive log started pushing out of her as her gasp attracted the attention of the rest of the class who all turned to see what was wrong. They all looked just in time for Cheerilee's front hoof to land on a dropped piece of chalk, causing her to roll and fall forwards. Landing face first, her tail to flipped upwards, inverting her skirt in the process and leaving her flanks completely exposed.

*Crackle* *Pwwrplrpt!*

A third bubbly fart squeezed out around the giant log's girth as it emerged, tenting the stunned teacher's panties and leggings in front of the entire class. Too overcome by shock to muster any resistance, Cheerliee merely lay there in horror as she felt her underwear bulge. The long turd slithered out quickly, bundling up over itself inside her underwear. The growing pile felt hot and creamy between her cheeks as it started to ooze downwards, smearing her marehood with shit as the mess eventually settled at the bottom.

The strange stimulation proved too much to process as the second of her urgent needs broke through her defenses. Hot piss began flooding out behind the growing load, the forceful stream slamming into the mess in front of it. Yellow-brown liquid raced down the inside of her back legs before forming a shallow puddle that grew slowly around her back hooves.

Head still down behind her desk, Cheerilee could only imagine her student's faces as her mind overflowed with shame and embarrassment. She, their teacher and a grown adult mare, was actively pooping and peeing herself in front of them all.

By the time the tail end of her long log finally snapped off from her agape and now quite filthy ponut, the pile of poop covered most of her trembling marehood was huge. It was deathly silent in the classroom as eventually the constant dripping sounds also stopped once her bladder emptied entirely.

With shaky breaths, Cheerilee slowly pushed herself back up onto her front hooves, still staring straight ahead at the board. With an expression full of shame, she slowly looked back towards the class, praying to Celestia that somehow the classroom would be empty.

But she had no such luck. All her students sat motionless in their seats as they were all focused on her messy accident. Yet rather than descending into uproarious laughter, as she was expecting, they all just looked... surprised.

Cheerilee's mouth opened, yet no words came out as she struggled to think of something to say. An excuse, any reason that might explain the sudden soiling of her underwear. But none came. When she did finally find her words, they were shaky and heavy alongside with her rapid breathing.

"C-class D-dismissed!" She shouted, swirling around in less than a second as she turned back to face the class, tail immediately flicking down in order to cover her soiled panties. A sharp tingle raced up her spine as she felt the poop resting in her panties shift and smush from her sudden movements.

Again, without saying a word, each colt and filly quickly grabbed their things and hurried out the schoolhouse door, each one wearing an intense blush as many refused to make eye contact with her. As the last few hurried out, Cheerilee's eyes widened as she noticed something. One colt had not brought any saddlebags to school, leaving his undercarriage fully visible. And there, hanging down under his barrel, a small but clearly hardened shaft twitched as quickly he darted past...

'Oh my...'