Jane rushed to the toilets. She pulled down her skirt just in time and sighed in relief as diarrhoea flooded out of her and she filled the bathroom with gas from a long stinky fart. She heard a person in a neighbouring cubicle gasp in disgust, but she was too preoccupied to care. She rushed back to the pool area as fast as she could. At the pool, Jane was watching her teacher demonstrate side-stroke when she did a huge fart that she had no hope of holding back. Luckily, she was in the water so nobody noticed, but she knew what was coming. She squeaked "Can I go to the toilet?" The teacher shook her head. "In a minute, once I've finished demonstrating this," But now she was close to losing control. "PLEASE!?" she begged. But the teacher still said no. She groaned and tried to stop the inevitable by clenching her glutes as hard as she could. With every untrustworthy fart that escaped her, she became more and more certain she wouldn't make it. Finally, Jane couldn't hold it anymore. She moaned with relief as diarrhoea spurted out of her arse and large bubbles appeared in the water. Everyone screamed and rushed out, much to Jane's embarrassment. A brown cloud appeared in the water, expanding with every fart from her behind. She couldn't move for her legs shaking, so was forced to stand there and shart more and more, tears running down her cheeks. Lifeguards came forward and asked everyone to get out so they could remove the 'obstruction', so they all went to break early. Jane cried, burying her face in her hands, but the damage was done.