Bad Day Averted
Back in high school, sometimes you'd have good days, and other times you'd have some not so good days. Today was on the verge of being a bad day, but, thanks to some good teamwork, it ended up being possibly the best day ever.
First, a little background. My name is Sally. I'm a young, shiny anthro Salamence close to graduating from high school. My fifth period teacher is Mrs. Smith, a Lopunny. However, I will from here on out be referring to her as Mrs. Bitch. She always had a policy of never allowing students to use the restroom during class time. This wasn't normally an issue for me as I always used the restroom during lunch, but there were cases where students ended up wetting themselves, which were written off as isolated incidents by the principal. There was one issue, though: All restrooms were under maintenance from the start of the day all the way until the beginning of fifth period due to an unforeseen issue with the plumbing. The school didn't expect maintenance to take that long, so there were no other places to pee. And this is where the problem comes in.
After the bell for fifth period rang, Mrs. Bitch went on to explain, "Okay, so, as you all know, there was a plumbing issue. However, my rule is, no restroom during class, so I think all of you can hold it a little longer."
Yeah. Mrs. Bitch was proving to be more inflexible with her rule than we ever thought. Worst of all, this was one of the "odd period" days, so fifth period lasted two hours and was the last class. I saw several students clearly utter "bullshit" under their breaths.
I stood up and said, "Excuse me, Mrs. Smith, but shouldn't you at least allow a ten-minute window for us to use the restroom?"
"No. This is an important lesson and it needs the entire class time."
Mike, a Lucario who always sat next to me stood up and said, "She's right. Maybe you can make it that long, but not everyone can."
"Well, maybe you should have peed before you left for school, Michael. Both of you, sit down."
Mike and I sat in disappointment. I figured I could make it another couple of hours, and Mike's been able to hold it for much longer periods of time. I, however, was worried about someone else. I looked over to my friend, Adan, an anthro Ninetales. She already had two accidents this year, both in this class, and has never been able to hold it in for longer than five hours. She could make it through another hour of class, tops. Plus, it was her 18th birthday. I didn't want her to be so humiliated on what should be one of the best days of her life.
"Okay," said Mrs. Bitch. "Today we'll be discussing integrals."
That was good news. Mike and I were a little ahead of the class, so we could afford to ignore this lesson and relax. I kept looking back at Adan; she grew more visibly desperate each time I looked. I knew there was no way she'd make it through, and unless we did something fast, she would end up remembering her 18th birthday as one of the worst days of her entire life. Mike seemed to have an idea, as I soon heard his pencil tapping in what was clearly morse code.
"Sally, you keep looking back at your friend. What's happening?"
"I'm worried for her. There's no way she'll make it through the whole class."
"And it's her birthday today, right?"
"Yes."
"Man, her 18 __th_ should be one of her best days, not her worst. I have an idea, but it requires cooperation on part of everybody in the class."_
"Oh dear. Are you gonna tell everyone to wet themselves?"
"If everyone or almost everyone does it, no one's humiliated. Plus, we can get this bitch in trouble."
"How do we go about spreading the word?"
"The Facebook group. Everyone in the class is in it, so they're all sure to see it."
Mike then proceeded to pull out his phone and post in the Facebook group, keeping his phone hidden under his jacket the whole time so as to not alert Mrs. Bitch. Sure enough, I soon got a text reading, "Everyone, pee when the minute hand hits 25. We'll teach her a lesson of our own." That gave us two minutes.
"So, we already learned that the derivative of e to the power of x is itself," said Mrs. Bitch. "Therefore, its indefinite integral would be e to the power of x plus a constant."
The minute hand hit 24. I looked over to Adan again. She was clearly relieved to discover the plan Mike had set in place, but at this point too desperate to even pay attention to what Mrs. Bitch was saying. Just a little more and everything would be better.
"So, who can find this integral?", asked Mrs. Bitch.
However, right when she finished her question, the minute hand hit 25. I started wetting, soaking my pink panties and white leggings. I looked around, and saw everyone around me, including Mike and Adan, wetting themselves. Mrs. Bitch saw exactly what was going on, then facepalmed and shook her head. She was clearly disappointed, so it must have been working.
Right after the last student finished, Mrs. Bitch said, "Okay, that's detention for everybody. You get an extra hour of integrals."
Mike and I immediately stood up, and shoted at her, "Excuse me?"
"Do you two wanna go to the principal's office?"
"If anyone should be getting punished, it's YOU," Mike and I said in unison.
"Principal's office, both of you."
Mike and I walked out of the classroom and towards the principal's office.
"Worth it?", Mike asked.
"I saved my friend from complete shame, so yes."
"Yeah, I agree."
When we both got to the principal's office, we were let in immediately after an assistant saw our predicament. When we got in, we were greeted by the Zoroark we call our principal.
"So," he said. "Another incident in Mrs. Smith's class?"
"Not quite," said Mike.
"I'm listening."
Mike and I explained what had happened, with Mrs. Bitch not allowing us a bathroom break even despite the bathroom maintenance. However, to be fair, we also included our delinquency in orchestrating the whole thing.
"I see," said the principal.
"I know, I shouldn't have planned that whole thing just to save her friend some shame..."
"No, no, both of you are fine. I would have done the same thing if I were you. Mrs. Smith was being quite unreasonable."
The principal proceeded to call in Mrs. Bitch.
"She'll be hearing some pretty nasty things from me. You two can handle a little adult language, right?"
"We're good," Mike and I said in unison.
When Mrs. Bitch got to the office, the principal ordered her to sit next to us.
"Please, have a seat, Mrs. Smith."
She sat down, then the shouting commenced.
"Mrs. Smith, if I may, what the fuck is your issue?", asked the principal. "Look, I saw a few of your students quite a few times this year, but I still didn't have an issue with your bathroom policy. What reason do you possibly have for not even making a slight exception, knowing the issue we had today?"
Mrs. Bitch had nothing to say.
"Didn't think you had one," said the principal. "However, even if you did, you'd still be fired. Get out of this fucking office, off this fucking campus, and I politely ask that you stay the fuck away from children for the rest of your miserable life."
Mrs. Bitch calmly left the office.
"Woah," said Mike. "That was fucking savage, dude."
"... I'll let that slide," said the principal. "Anyway, I'll be busy calling everyone's parents to let them know what happened. Would you two mind going back up to the classroom and letting everyone know they can go home?"
"Yeah, we can do that."
"Thanks. I'll see you on Monday."
Mike and I walked back up to the classroom, letting everybody know that the principal excused everyone for the day and that the teacher got fired. Everyone started heading home, while Adan immediately caught up to me.
"S.. Sally?", she said.
"Yeah?"
"You didn't have to do all that for me, you know."
"I did have to, though. It's your birthday, and your 18thone no less. I didn't want you to remember such a special day so horribly."
After saying that, Adan went in and hugged me tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Hey, there, there... Everything's okay now."
I looked down at Adan's pants and saw the top half of her jeans were so soaked that there was hardly any area where they weren't wet.
"Damn, girl," I said. "You really had to go, huh?"
"Yeah..."
"Did you pee before leaving for school?"
"No... I overslept. I rushed right for the bathrooms before classes, but they were closed..."
"Wow... That must have been tough."
"Yeah..."
"Hey, let's go over to your house, Adan. Get you changed."
"Okay..."
We walked to my car, then I started driving her to her house. At a red light, my phone rang. It was my mom.
"Hey, mom."
"Sally, the principal told me what happened. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I don't know about Adan, though."
"I'm sure she's glad to have you as a friend. Not many people would make such a plan for their friends."
"Yeah. Also, I'm heading over to her house to provide support for her. She could really use it right now."
"Not gonna go get changed first? You really should."
"Friends come first."
"Aww, that's sweet of you. In that case, why don't you just stay over for her birthday sleepover? I'll grab some clean clothes for you and have her dad give them to you."
"Thanks, mom."
"No problem. I love you."
"Love you too, mom. Bye."
I hung up, then said to Adan, "Sorry. Gotta answer when moms call, else they worry."
"Yeah... That does happen."
"Hey... Are you okay?"
"I just wish she were a bit more flexible with that rule... I'd have had a huge accident had you not intervened."
"Well, everything will be better soon. We'll get you in some clothes that aren't all icky, then we'll have lots of fun. After all, you're 18 now! You're gonna have a great birthday!"
"Aww... Thanks, Sally."
I stopped at a red light. Everybody's favorite traffic light, in a sarcastic sense of course. Luckily, traffic wasn't so bad since we got out early, so we'd be at Adan's house soon.
"... Sally? There's something I've been meaning to... Tell you..."
"Which is?"
"I'm... I'm... I'm gay..."
"Well, a bit of a random time to say that, but that's okay. Gay or not, you're still my friend."
"I was gonna tell you sooner... But when you came out as bi, it only made me more nervous that you'd think I had a crush on you or something."
"Do you?"
"N - No...?"
"Adan, you've always been a horrible liar."
"... Okay, maybe a little."
"That's okay too. We all have sexual desires... Surely we all fantasize about doing it with someone."
The light turned green. Afterwards, we got to her house with no issue. I parked in an open spot, then we got into her house.
"Finally, the great indoors," I said. "Adan, my pants feel really really gross. You don't mind if I undress now, do you?"
"Uh... Go ahead, I understand."
After removing my shoes and socks, I immediately pulled off my leggings and panties, then removed my shirt. After that, I had nothing on, with all of my private goodies visible to a friend who just told me she likes girls. I was a lot more nervous than I looked.
"Okay," I said. "So, do you need a bath or anything, or do you think you'll be fine just changing?"
"Well... A bath would be nice."
"Yeah, it does sound nice. I could use one too, to be honest."
We both walked upstairs, heading to the bathroom by her room.
"Sally... How do you do it?"
"Do what?"
"You're butt naked right in front of me, and yet you're still so confident."
"Oh, um... Well, I'm pretty nervous right now. Anyone would be."
"I guess I just don't realize it."
"Well, to be fair, I'm probably still less nervous than your typical state."
"... That's true."
Adan opened the bathroom door then headed in. However, just before she shut it, she opened it up again.
"Oh, um," she said. "Since you said you wanted a bath too... Would you like to... Um..."
"Share? Sure."
I walked into the bathroom and immediately glanced at the huge bathtub. I expected an ordinary-sized bathtub that would barely even fit me, someone who stands at 6'1", but the bathtub here was large enough to fit both of us comfortably.
"Sally," said Adan. "Could you cover your eyes while I undress? It might make things a little easier for me..."
"Sure. I'll get the water running then cover up my eyes."
I got the water running, ensuring it was just warm enough to be comfortable but not so hot so as to burn. Once the water was running, I covered my eyes and waited until Adan was done undressing. In this time, I spent some time fantasizing about what she'd look like nude. I knew she had pretty large breasts, especially for someone a foot and a half shorter than me. Like, they'd look small on a tall girl like me, but with her standing at just 4'7", they'd be the equivalent to if I had F-cup breasts. I was really getting off imagining her a little curvy and maybe slightly toned.
"Okay, Sally," she said. "You can open your eyes now..."
I uncovered my eyes, then turned my head to look at her. My curviness expectation wasn't fulfilled, but oh boy, she had some tone to make up for it. She had an appearance that was just feminine enough so that she looked like a woman rather than a man in drag, yet with some traditionally masculine traits including mildly toned legs and arms and particularly defined abs.
"Oh, Adan... You're so... Sexy..."
"You... Think so? I'm always told I look like a boy..."
"Please, you make me insecure. I mean, I'm a little chubby."
"You are, but just a little bit. It's not too much and it complements your curves."
"Aww... You're so kind."
We both got in the tub, waiting for it to fill up. The tub was nice and roomy, which unfortunately meant it would take longer to fill.
"Long day, huh," I said.
"Yeah," said Adan. "I'm still not thrilled about wetting myself, but thanks for removing the humiliation factor. That made everything easier. And thanks for being here for me."
"That's what friends are for. And even if the worst happened, we all have accidents. I've had a few myself."
"I guess... I just seem to have them a lot."
Before replying, I turned off the water as the bath tub had filled up to the ideal water level.
"Well, everyone can hold on for different amounts of time. Can't do much about a situation like today, but you just have to know your limits."
"Well... I guess it's better than freshman year was. I think I averaged like two accidents a month?"
"Sounds right. It's alright, though; I had five that year."
"I never noticed, though..."
"I took steps to avoid detection. First, no visible desperation, and then if it did happen, I was usually fine if I was wearing dark pants or a skirt, or I'd wrap my jacket around my waist if I was wearing light pants that day."
"So... You're saying I should avoid drawing attention to myself?"
"Exactly. You do lean towards the accident-prone side, so that could help to reduce the humiliation if it does happen."
"I guess... I'll try that out."
I grabbed the bar of soap then gave my legs and my vagina a good scrub. Once I was done cleaning myself off, I handed the soap to Adan, who proceeded to give her legs and privates a nice scrub. Once that was done, we got out of the tub and removed the drain stopper. As we started drying off, we heard the front door open.
"And that's my dad," said Adan.
We both wrapped ourselves in our towels to cover our nipples and privates. Or, at least, I thought the towels would fully cover my privates...
"Sally, I can still see your vagina."
"... Shit, these things are short."
I wrapped my towel around myself much like how a guy would after a shower, then covered my breasts with my arms. Afterwards, I headed downstairs to greet a Delphox - Adan's father.
"I guess I got here at the right time," he said, handing me my change of clothes.
"Thanks, sir."
"No, I should be thanking you. You helped out my daughter with that stunt of yours. I mean, Adan sets records in sports, but not in bladder capacity."
"That's one way of putting it," said Adan.
"Why don't you girls go get dressed?"
"Good idea," I said.
Adan and I walked up to our room. I started putting on my new clothes while Adan searched for something new to put on.
"He didn't even question it," I said. "The fact that both of us were wet and in towels."
"Oh, he knows what happened. He just didn't care enough to mention it."
"He expects something naughtier to happen, doesn't he?"
"Probably."