It was Kyle! He walked up to Jen, smiling, watching her try to get the locker door closed. "Hey, Poopy, I told you that we aren't done yet." Kyle jeered, watching Jen squerm at the word 'poopy'. "Now, you will be unable to get yourself to orgasm. No matter how aroused you are, or how hard you try, you cannot even touch your pussy or nipples. Other people may help you, but only if they are really good friends with you. You won't get kicked out for disorderly conduct or anything, so you will still have to go to school. Finally, people are more likely to call you 'Poopy Pants Jenny' to your face, and if you are already pooping, you will poop even more. That's all for now, poopy pants Jenny."
Kyle walks away, but Jenny does not care as she is standing there, shitting herself. Jen frantically rubs her pussy, and gasps when she looks down and sees herself rubbing her stomach. Jen pulled herself together and walked to class, her load of poop swaying.