owlcan:goo.gl/zPNHMw ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Whilst she was squirreled away in that shaded cor
owlcan: http://goo.gl/zPNHMw ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Whilst she was squirreled away in that shaded corner, Dere could hear the voices of the underclassmen in B-2 busily trying to locate their game ball. She had escaped to that corner for the privacy she believed necessary to check her diaper. However, no sooner had she rounded the corner than Dere’s weak continence gave rise to a feeling of dire urgency.“Please no, please not now! Not here!”During a round of pleading and struggling with her intestines and bladder, Dere hunkered closer and closer to the floor- a position that would bode precarious. She felt the intense waves of nauseating pressure that built just below her navel. It was a searing pulsation- that digestive distress- which slammed into her as she tried to resist.Hastily she threw off her running togs, her shoes, and her socks, she knew if the raging forces within were unleashed that even the ultra-thick protection between her legs was nothing but a paper wall against a hurricane’s absolute supremacy of force.Nature did not tolerate Dere’s reluctance- nor her shame- breaching the girl’s defenses at the end of her pitiable, even commendable, struggle. With all her blockades failing, the first sound to rise into the air was that of a droning, ever-present hiss. It was accompanied by warmth, spilling out from her nethers, drenching her manicured-yet-fuzzed groin with an unpleasant moisture.The rumbling, trumpeting, and then subsiding sound that proceeded after was one of ultimate degradation and torment. Dere’s eyes collecting tears as her brief did its damnedest to prevent the deluge from escaping. Like her compromised continence, the diaper could not handle the flow and did dribble from the leg gathers, dripping into a pond between Dere’s bare feet. Against her left heel she felt her humiliating expulsion wet her dusty sole.The third sound to come was one to send into her bloodstream icicles of paralyzing terror. Mirani, the boy from B-2, perhaps the prettiest boy in her entire Academy, was calling back to his team as a green orb rolled into Dere’s view- past her hiding corner and into the corner of her eye.“It’s right over here, guys! I got it!” Mirani shouted over his shoulder.Dere looked right, to the ball that was dooming her. She then looked left, to the rear entrance of the school. She appeared to have two choices. Dere` could allow Mirani to see her in that wretched state or she could risk a dozen others in her gym class seeing her soiled rear waddling into safety.She might have had the most severe of schoolgirl crushes on Mirani, but it seemed likely that he was her only hope! ~~~~~~~ -- source link