****** Early Potty Training Help by Susan Watergate ******
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Early Potty Training Help


I will tell you that when I was younger (8-12) I stayed with various family
members (since my Dad ran out on us)! There was good and bad that came from
being pushed out to different homes to live. The good news was that most
everyone else in our family was better off, so I was able to eat better and was
usually given some nice clothes too! The bad news was that every house had its
different rules and some of the people had some strange kinks and habits! I
remember one aunt and uncle only had a two-bedroom house and they had a boy and
a girl - so each night I had to sleep with my cousin. Although sleeping with
another girl shouldn't be bad - it was because she wet the bed almost every
night! Some nights I would move over to Tim's bed (he was 14) but he would
always pretend to be asleep and then touch my tits or ass. I really didn't like
him touching me, but it was better than sleeping on cold, wet sheets! That
summer was hell!

For the good news, there were houses I would stay at that I was given extra and
sometimes very special attention from my aunts, uncles or other friends of the
family when they found that I had peeing and pooping accidents. Most of the
time these accidents weren't my fault and weren't real accidents! I mean they
weren't real because I didn't fully poop or pee my panties. I would usually
just pee a little before I could get to the toilet or just a little poop would
push out of my butthole before I could get my panties down! Then when I would
get done with my toilet visit, I would wipe the best I could. I guess my real
problem was that my mom or sisters never showed me how to wipe myself after I
would pee or poop. And at home, no one ever gave me a hard time about my messy
panties, with pee stains or poop streaks because I always did the laundry!

Now for the summer I remember so well! This given summer I was to stay with one
of my favorite aunts that seemed to really care about me. I felt that she did
because she would take time to really talk to me and ask me how I felt about
different things. She also would talk to me about growing up to be a woman and
about "girl stuff"! I knew that that she felt sorry for me since I didn't seem
to know how to wipe right because she would take time to point out the stains
in my panties when we did the laundry and told me that big girls didn't make
dirty panties like that! I told her I didn't do it on purpose and wished I
could do better!

Soon after that discussion, my aunt told me she wanted to help me do better and
with that she would visit the toilet with me each time I had to go and work
with me on the proper way to clean myself after a pee or a poop! I thought that
sounded ok but the first time she followed me into the toilet it felt really
strange having her set there on the edge of the tub watching while I would drop
my jeans and then my panties to the floor. She told me I had to step completely
out of them each time because she wanted to check them, making sure they were
staying clean!

Having my aunt watch me take off my clothes to do my toilet seemed strange
enough, but having her watch me while I did my pee or my poop was even worse! I
remember that the sound of my pee coming out of me sounded ten times louder
with her setting two feet from me! And the first time I farted I thought I
would just die! But none of this seemed to bother my aunt! Hell, she didn't
even seem to mind the terrible smell that came from my poops!

So the time finally came when I had done my first pee and poop, under my aunt's
instruction. I told her I was done and then she moved over right next to me.
She rolled off my toilet paper and first she told me to spread my legs. When I
did she took this small wad of toilet paper and patted my pussy lips dry of any
remaining pee. Then she rolled off some more toilet paper and told me to lean
forward. When I did that, she pushed her hand between my buttcheeks and began
to wipe my butthole and cheeks. Each wipe she made she would bring the messy
toilet paper out from under me and around to my face so I could see how much
poop she was getting from her efforts! This first time, she wiped me fully and
then had to stand up. She told me to bend over and when I did she spread my
buttcheeks apart and inspected my butthole to see if it was truly clean! Next
she took a mirror from the sink and held it between my legs. She told me to
look down at it and see how clean by butthole was. I remember her saying, "See
no left over poop to make a mess in your nice, white panties!

Over the next several toilet visits, my aunt would do all of my pussy and
butthole wiping, making sure I was totally clean. She would also talk to me
about how nice and clean my panties were and even point to them where my pee
stains and poop streaks used to be. I also remember a few times I saw her smell
my panties and then tell me see what happens when you wipe yourself really good
- see they don't smell like pee or poop either! Then she would push them under
my nose for me to smell too!

After about the first week or so my aunt told me it was now time for me to do
my own wiping. So after I would finish with my pee or poop she would watch me
tear off the toilet paper and talk me though the wiping process. She would tell
me to wipe as many times as I had to until I felt like I was done. Then she
would tell me to say when I thought I was all clean. First she would again have
me spread my legs and then she would rub her fingers over my pussy lips. If
they felt wet, she would tell me I didn't do a good job. I also remember seeing
my aunt put her fingers under her nose a few times and smile, but I never
really understood why! Then she would tell me to stand up and move over to the
tub. There she would bend me over the tub, spread my buttcheeks apart and
inspect my butthole for any remaining poop. If it was still poopy, she would
take more toilet paper and finish wiping me! The strange thing was that it felt
good having her be that close to my butthole and also spread my buttcheeks that
wide! I seemed to enjoy having her wipe on my butthole while I was in that
weird position!

After the first month things were going pretty good. I usually got myself wiped
pretty good, although my aunt would usually have to wipe my butthole an extra
time to two. Then one day the strangest thing happened. I told her I had to use
the toilet, as usual, but this time, not only my aunt but also my uncle came
into the bathroom! When I turned and looked at my aunt she told me that
starting tomorrow she would be gone to help at the hospital each day between
9am and 3pm and she didn't want my training to stop so Tim, her husband, would
help while she was gone. I thought I would die with him setting there on the
tub watching me, but somehow I got though my peeing and pooping and then my
wiping and final inspection! It seemed strange having my aunt tell him how to
use his fingers to see if any pee was still left and then have him spreading my
buttcheeks to check for any remaining poop!

So it started. The next morning soon after my aunt left I felt the need to do
my morning poop. I started off to the toilet and ran into my uncle on the way.
He asked me where I was going - and I knew I was caught. I told him I had to
poop and was looking for him! I did feel strange about doing my poop in front
of him and even stranger about wiping my butthole while he was watching. I
guess having him watch me made me not do such a good job of wiping, because
when he bent me over to do his inspection, he showed me his toilet paper after
wiping, and sure enough there was a lot of poop on it!

The first few times, Uncle Tim didn't seem mad or anything, but that didn't
last too long.

One time he told me I was being a bad little girl and if I couldn't get this
done right he would have to spank me! I remember starting to cry and told him I
really did want to do a good job, but sometimes I still had problems wiping!
Then one day he told me he had an idea that might help me with my wiping. When
I told him I had to do a poop, he took me to the toilet but then told me to set
on the tub. He told me he thought if I would watch him do his poop and wipe
that might help me finally understand how to do it right! So he dropped his
jeans and underwear, which of course let his dick pop out and then he set down
and did his poop. God he smelled bad and after he was done pooping, he wiped
himself, then he stood, moved over to the tub, bent over and told me to spread
his buttcheeks and inspect his butthole! I did as I was told and sure enough,
his butthole was totally clean! I told him he had done a good job wiping! When
he turned around I saw his dick was sticking up in the air, hard as hell! He
seemed to take his time pulling on his underwear and jeans, but he finally did.
Then he told me to do my poop and apply what I had just learned!

So I pulled off my jeans and panties, set on the toilet seat, did my pee and
then my poop. When I finished, I did my wipes the best I could, but sure
enough, when he did his inspections, he found my pussy lips to still be wet (I
thought he pushed his fingers in more than he needed) and sure enough,
remaining poop on my butthole! This time, when he did the finishing wipes on my
butthole, it pushed really hard and ended up slipping one of his fingers into
my butthole! Then he yelled at me, telling me that I now had toilet paper stuck
in my butthole that he had to get out! It took him several minutes, but he
finally got all of the toilet paper pulled out of my butthole and then he told
me I was good and clean.

Finally this week was over and my aunt picked up her training over the weekend.
I liked her helping me much better, but didn't want to get into any trouble by
telling her I didn't want Uncle Tim to help when she was not home. Once again,
I enjoyed her talks about how big girls acted and how they took such good care
of their body. It also happened that this weekend, Aunt Marty told me she had
something else she wanted to talk about. This time when she slipped off her
slacks and panties she told me to look between her pussy lips and notice a
string that was hanging there. I looked between her spread legs and sure enough
I saw a white string coming out of her pussy lips. She went on to tell me all
about a woman's period and how that entire process worked. She even showed me
how to change her tampon so I would know how to do that when my time came! That
night, I remember feeling real good about life as I slipped off to sleep!

All too soon, it was Monday again and Aunt Marty was out of the house helping
at the hospital again. When I felt the need to do my morning poop I went and
found Uncle Tim out in the garage. I told him I had to do my poop but he told
me he was right in the middle of changing the oil in the car and I would have
to wait. I asked him not to be long, 'cause I really had to go! So I went back
into the house and started doing the dusting and sweeping. I felt my poop start
to push its way out of my butthole and held it in the best I could. It tried to
come out several times but each one I was able to push back in with my
buttcheeks! Finally he came into the house and told me to hit the toilet! I
followed him into the bathroom and quickly pulled off my jeans and panties.
When I pulled off my panties, sure enough, there was a poop stain right in the
middle of my white panties where my poop has been trying to come out! I knew I
was in trouble now! Sure enough, Uncle Tim started yelling at me and told me
that Aunt Marty was going to be really pissed at him for allowing me to make a
mess in my panties! The next thing I knew he had spun me around and had me
across his knee.

Then I felt his hand hitting my buttcheeks really hard! I started to cry from
the pain and remember wishing he would stop spanking me! Then the next time he
spanked me I felt a fart slip out of my butthole! I knew I was in real trouble
now! But Uncle Tim didn't yell anymore, but did keep on spanking me. After
several more spanks and farts I totally lost control and felt my poop start to
come out of my butthole. I remember yelling at him and trying to get off of his
lap to I could get to the toilet but he held me too tight! He kept spanking and
I kept pooping! I could hear his spanks getting quieter as his hand became
covered with my poop. The next thing I heard was Uncle Tim crying! He wasn't
spanking me anymore but I was still laying across his lap, my buttcheeks
covered with my poop! Finally I felt his hold on me loosen and I slid off his
lap and stood up. Uncle Tim looked at me and told me he was very sorry for
spanking me! He told me that Aunt Marty didn't have to know about my panty
pooping accident and that he would throw them away and buy me a new pair!

Well that incident ended up with Uncle Tim taking off his clothes, since they
were covered with poop, and then taking his messy clothes and mine to the
washer and throwing them in. Then he returned to the bathroom and started the
shower. He told me to climb in and he took the soap and wash rag and washed all
of the poop off of me. It did feel good having someone else rubbing the wash
rag all over me, but I remember wishing it was my aunt doing this and not him!
Anyway, he finally got me all clean and then handed the wash rag to me. I guess
I knew what he wanted so I soaped up the wash rag and started washing him just
as good. It took me several minutes to wash his back, buttcheeks, and legs,
then he turned around so I could do his front. I knew the second he turned
around that his dick would be sticking up all hard and sure enough it was! I
tried not to touch it and washed his chest, arms and hands. Then I moved down
to wash his legs. I thought that would be safe but I was totally wrong! As soon
as I was on my knees, washing his legs Uncle Tim grabbed the back of my head
and pushed his hard dick into my mouth! I knew I was in trouble by the way he
was holding my head so tight! I tried to yell for help but I couldn't get a
sound out with his big dick pounding in my mouth! It seemed like forever but I
know it only took a few minutes for Uncle Tim to fill my mouth full of his cum!
He kept pumping and pumping his dick into my mouth until it finally got soft.
The next thing I knew, Uncle Tim had gotten out of the tub and then he left the
bathroom. I just set down in the tub and started to cry. The next words I heard
were from my Aunt Marty who was kneeling next to me by the tub. She helped me
get out of the tub and then dried me off with a nice big towel. Then she put me
in bed.

The next morning when I came down for breakfast, Aunt Marty met me in the
kitchen and had breakfast all ready for me. As I ate, she told me that Uncle
Tim would be gone for a long time and that she hoped I would forgive him for
what he did! Then she asked me if I wanted to stay for the rest of the summer
or go home! I thought about it for a few seconds and then told her I wanted to
stay with her! She smiled and we finished our breakfast and cleaned up the
dishes. As we finished I told her that I felt I needed to do my morning poop.
Aunt Marty told me that she felt like she had to do her poop too! So off to the
bathroom we went. Aunt Marty asked me if I wanted to good first? I told her
sure! So I dropped my panties to the floor, set on the toilet, peed and then
did my poop. This time I felt very at ease with my Aunt setting there with me.
When I finished my poop, I reached for the toilet paper but her hands were
there first. I looked at her and she told me she thought she had better take
care of wiping me, just to make sure that I was real good and clean! Before I
knew it, I leaned back on the toilet set, spread my legs and felt Aunt Marty
wiping the remaining pee off of my pussy lips. It seemed to be taking her a
while but I knew as soon as she had all of my wetness cleaned off, she would
make my butthole just as clean! Sure enough, when I bent over the tub, Aunt
Marty used several pieces of toilet paper to wipe away my remaining poop and
then she gave my butthole a little kiss - telling me everything was going to be
alright now!

I really enjoyed the rest of my stay with Aunt Marty! By the time the summer
was over, she had taught me how to keep my pussy and my butthole totally clean
- if I wanted to!

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