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Cathy had always been shy of her glasses, feeling like they drew unnecessary attention to herself. But she had no choice- without them, she couldn’t see the board, and her grades would plummet. So, she put them on every day with a heavy heart.
Today, she had also chosen to wear a tight grey dress that hugged her curves. It wasn’t too revealing, but it showed off her figure more than she was used to. She felt a little self-conscious but pushed the thought away and headed to school.
During the break, Cathy felt a sudden pressure in her bladder. She sighed, feeling annoyed at herself for drinking so much water earlier. She made her way to the restroom, expecting to be done quickly. However, she was met with a long queue of girls waiting outside.
She joined the end of the line, adjusting her glasses and fidgeting with her dress. Time dragged on painfully slowly, and Cathy felt more and more desperate. Finally, it was her turn to enter the only available stall.
Just as she pulled down her gray dress, her zipper got stuck. She pulled and tugged, but it wouldn’t budge. Panic rose in her chest along with an even stronger urge to pee. She tried to hold it in, but her bladder felt like it was about to burst.
In a desperate move, she wiggled out of her dress, leaving it bunched up on the toilet seat, and managed to relieve herself. She was all too aware of her exposed panties and didn’t dare open the stall’s door until the last person had left the restroom.
Cathy took a deep breath before dressing and stepping out, her face red with humiliation. She knew the rumor mill would spin out of control, with everyone in school soon hearing about her little bathroom mishap. But all she wanted right now was to crawl into her bed and never leave.
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As Cathy realized that the zipper of her dress was stuck, she began to panic. Her desperate need to pee was now at a critical level, and she knew she could not wait any longer. In a split second decision, she decided to try and relieve herself while still wearing her dress.
As she pulled down her underwear and positioned herself over the toilet, she struggled to keep her legs together, but with the pressure in her bladder increasing, she couldn’t contain it any longer. She let out a small gasp as she felt the warm urine begin to flow, spreading through her undergarments and soaking into the material of her dress.
Cathy felt a mix of relief and humiliation, knowing that she was now completely soaked in urine. She tried once more to unzip her dress, her hands shaking with anxiety and embarrassment, but it would not budge. She could feel her heart racing and tears beginning to fill her eyes as she realized that she was trapped in the toilet stall, unable to free herself from her now wet clothing.
Finally, accepting defeat, Cathy pulled up her underwear and struggled out of the wet dress, using toilet paper to clean herself as best she could. She knew that the rumor mills at school would be buzzing with her embarrassing ordeal for days to come, but all she wanted was to leave the restroom and go home, away from prying eyes and mocking glances.
As Cathy stood in the queue, she began to feel her bladder become fuller and fuller. She tried to distract herself by looking around at the tiles on the walls and the patterns on the floor, but it didn’t help. Her need to relieve herself was growing more urgent by the second.
Cathy shifted her weight from one foot to another, trying to find a comfortable position. She instinctively crossed her legs, squeezing her thighs together in an attempt to hold the urge to pee at bay. However, the pressure in her bladder was unbearable, and her legs began to tremble with effort.
Desperately, she tried to think of anything else but the urge, but it was impossible. She felt each second tick by like an eternity, and she was sure she’d lose control soon. Her breathing was shallow and quick, and she felt sweat on her forehead.
Finally, when it was her turn to use the restroom, she rushed inside, hoping to relieve herself as quickly as possible. But it wasn’t meant to be. With the zipper of her dress getting stuck, she was trapped in the bathroom stall, feeling her bladder capacity nearing its limit.
As she struggled with the zipper, she clenched her thighs tightly shut, trying desperately to hold back the growing urge to pee. Her face was a mask of fear and anxiety as she felt the situation slip out of her control. She knew that any moment, she’d lose her battle with the urge and humiliate herself in front of her classmates.