Caca's POV:
I put my curly brown hair in a messy bun, and then I put on my air forces, an oversized hoodie because I am SO tiny. And a Beanie. I would say I'm shy. Most people don't even try to get to know me. But if they did, they'd figure out that I...I'm different.
I'm built different, I dress different, I even eat different foods. Like chicken nuggets! Well most girls would only eat like a few grapes, but I would eat an entire big mac. Yeah...I like to eat.
I also am SO lazy. Most girls like to play sports and go outside. But I.... I like to chill. People might say I'm the gamer girl type. Also I watch Anime. Which is so different.
Now that we've got the basics out of the way. Let's get on with the story.
I am walking to school one day, when I feel a tinkle? wait no stop. I cant think about this right now I continue walking, but the urge keeps rushing over me. I NEED TO PEE!!! oh shit I'm at school already.
Stratus' POV:
I'm leaning against one of the lockers, and I see this girl who seems to have something on her mind, my big fat massive schlong stiffens. I feel something warm down there.
"What are you doing leaning on MY locker." Said Caca
It took me a second, but she's talking to me?
"Uh HELLO???" yelled Caca in annoyance.
Ugh snap out of it dumbass " Hey mamas "*bites lip
"Um who do you think you are?" Snapped Caca
Oh wow. She's 5'2 with some attitude. " I'm the Bad Boy at Ohio High"
" Um YEAH.. I've known you since like second grade. We're literally neighbors you complete bafoon." said Caca
"Big oof! I've never even seen you before." I said confused.
She blushes in embarrassment...it's cute
she's about to walk away when i see something drip down her leg.
What the actual hell
I was reaching for her arm to turn her around, but then i tripped and fell on her.
she squealed!
Is that...PEE?
YOU ARE READING
the secret of piss
Romancegirl with a secret, she has a secret and no one knows the secret until one day someone finds out the secret, and from that day on her life went kooky. in a good way? read 2 find out l o l . S M U T
