Sally burst into tears. She had meant to go to the toilet during break, but it was her turn to hold the skipping rope and Danni and Sarah wouldn’t let her keep playing with them if she didn’t contribute.
Now it was painting, her favourite class, and she desperately needed to go. That was bad enough, but Miss Andrews had barely listened to her plea to visit the bathroom and given her a stern, “You should have gone during break. Wait until lunchtime.” Just two minutes later and the pain from her bladder was too much, and she started to cry.
Miss Andrews looked across. Clearly the poor girl was in distress, so she walked briskly across. “Oh Sally. You really need to go that badly?”
Sally sniffled as she looked up. “Yes,” she sobbed, “can I please go?”
“Ok then,” allowed Miss Andrews. “See you in a few minutes”
Sally fled the classroom, ran to the bathroom and sat on the toilet. A few moments later she pulled some scratchy paper from the roll, had a quick wipe and went to wash her hands.
On her return to class Miss Andrews greeted her. “Feeling better now?” she asked.
“Yes thank you,” said Sally. “I’m sorry, I really needed to go.”
“That’s ok,” replied Miss Andrews, “Now, how’s that picture looking? Oh, I like that tree.”
Class continued, and life went on.
[Author’s note: This story was inspired by so many ABDL stories that start with a similar scenario. Unfortunately the characters in this story all decided to act realistically, so it finished surprisingly fast]