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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #1846550
Allison’s embarrassing secret is about to be revealed to everyone.
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Allison goes to science class where she takes a seat on her science chair, making sure to keep her skirt tight around her to make sure no one had even a chance to see her diaper. However, as she did so, she felt the need to relieve herself, she had to admit that the diaper was at least useful in some situations.
"Alright class, we will be moving to the science lab for today. And please sit in your assigned seats!" the teacher told the class as they began getting up to leave.
Allison got up with the rest of her class and went into the science lab across the hall from the classroom. And because it was her science teacher who never shut up, and who never said anything that was NOT going to be on a test. Allison watched her science teacher intently and did not realize what was on her seat. She fluttered out her skirt as usual and sat down in a puddle of cold liquid. She immediately stood up and looked down at the seat, realizing that her diaper had soaked up the entire puddle of liquid. In disgust she picked up the unused stool next to her and sat down in that instead.
"Now class, because the test is next week! I have decided to give you all a pop quiz today!" her teacher said enthusiastically as the paper began getting passed around the room.
That was when Allison realized that she had forgotten to go to the bathroom before she came to school, which had been while she had needed to pee so soon. But she usually got rid of all of the previous day's meal food as well. She then raised her hand, not wanting to take a dump in her diaper, peeing was one thing, but sitting in her own crap for an hour was another thing.
"And that means no leaving the room until you are done!" her teacher said with a very derpish face.
Allison put her hand down and instead took her pop quiz and picked up a pen. She figured that she could finish before nature made its call. And that was when she saw that it was several pages long, and doubled sided. She gulped and began working hard, answering questions without even reading what they ask. However, she knew that her teacher would not accept anything less than a B+ from her since she was one of the top students-"Never missing a minute of class!" as he put it. This thought forced her to go back and began seriously begin considering the questions, all while trying to ignore the growing pressure in her bowels.
She looked up at the clock after seemingly working for hours on it, knowing that her friendly but douchey teacher probably planned on this taking more than one day to complete considering she had only just completed the backside of page one. The clock told her that she had only been in class for a half an hour and since the second and third pages were even longer, she knew that she would never make it to the end of class. She decided that she would relieve a little bit of the load now and then deal with the rest later. She let go for a split second but a bit more came out than she expected as a mess of crap slid out from her butt and was squished under small ass. She felt even more embarrassed about them, as if it wasn't enough she was peeing in them, now she was shitting in them... and sitting in it. And unfortunately for Allison, the pressure had only temporarily gone as it returned in force, forcing even more of the mush out, pushing it up to the front of her body, rubbing against her pussy lips. She silently gasped and looked down at her skirt and saw no indication of the mess now tickling her vagina and filling her ass up.
"Oh, it appears the clock has stopped," the teacher began noticing the clock and checking his watch "its actually 9:59, class ends now!" he said as the taunting bell rang.
Allison realized she only had to wait another couple minute to dodge this mess and like facepalming, except that she still had a pen in hand and an unfinished pop-quiz. She got up and felt the mush slid down into the diaper, making it sag slightly down.
"All students please proceed to the gym for the school spirit day!" the announcer cheerfully announced.
Allison knew she could just go to the bathroom quick and change her diaper when her science teacher said "Allison, put your quiz on the table and then go!"
Allison put it down on the table and left the room, and was about to go to the bathroom when she noticed the principle walking down the hallway towards her. She immediately turned away and began walking towards the gymnasium, knowing that the principle would think she was skipping.
A few minutes of walking slowly in the crowd with a load of messy poop in her diaper later. She was sitting uncomfortably crammed between her friends as her body begged to relieve itself. Finally she could resist any longer and let another lump go through, filling her diaper to the max even as she was forced to clench her cheeks together to prevent even more coming through. She knew she was in trouble now. The mush was beginning to leak through the diaper and run down the interior of her soft thighs and the mess did not seem to be letting up. Even now she even more agony as urine fought the mess to get out of her tight pussy.
That was when...

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1. She was asked what was happening by a friend...

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2. She was called up for something...

3. Her diaper broke open...

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