Of course I was struggling again during the final quarter. I knew I would need to keep the pad dry now or I'd be without protection for the final lesson, but there was nothing I could do about it as every muscle in my body was already tired. I realized after a few minutes I couldn't withstand and let go a bit to lower the pressure. For a moment I could sense a little sea at my pussy again before it finally drowned out. The maxi pad bloated so much it pressed against my vagina lips and my bum hole. I knew the pressure on the pad would inevitably lead to overflow. I tried not to move, but to focus on the lesson again. After a few minutes a little pressure started to build again and I tinkled some more. Jenny asked me if I needed the loo again to which I nodded. I must have shown some signs. She cheered me to hold on a little bit longer and that the bell would ring in a minute. When it finally did she helped me pack my bag and rushed me to the restrooms. On our way down the hallways we almost ran and I could feel I dribbled some wee. I wanted to go slower but Jenny kept pushing me. Once in the restroom we each took a stall and locked the doors quickly. I was still fumbling with my leggings when I heard a sob from the stall next to me.
"GOSH DAMMIT!", Jenny cried out and then I could hear a loud stream hit the porcelain followed by a groan. But I could not care about her yet as I was still struggling with my panties. The leggings were down but now I needed to stop dribbling for a moment while I pulled the panties down as well. But a few seconds later I sat down and could let go.
"Are you alright, Jen?", I asked as I was finally able to take care of her. When she didn't answer right away I felt bad. I hadn't even considered she needed the loo, too, and was suprised when she stormed into the cubicle next to mine.
"Yes, I'm fine", Jenny finally said, but I could hear her voice was a bit shaky. I wasn't sure what to say. Should I dig deeper or just leave her alone after all? I for myself wouldn't want anybody to investigate my personal problems.
"Glad to hear", I simply answered.
"How about you, Lyz?"
"I'm alright due to your effort. Thank you!"
"You're welcome", she said with a sad undertone. I examined my maxi pad and it was lost beyond all hope. It swell so much it had an imprint of my privates and I could even see a brown discoloration from my hole. The seat of my leggings and panties had wet stains. The maxi pad must have been overflowed while running. I was fucked. All I could do is flush the toilet and try to leave school without being seen and take the heat after. But then I heard Jenny sob again. It reminded me how she had been there for me in the gym and how she was always cheering me up. I was in a mess but she was, too. If I wanted her to be my bestie, I needed to help her quickly! And if that meant to embarrass myself then so it be. But overthinking the situation I came to the conclusion that I couldn't be strong for her while embarrassing myself in front of her at the same time. I thought of another plan. I took the soaked maxi pad out of my panties, stood up and started wringing it out over the toilet. I was pretty sure those weren't made for recycling, but I thought it could actually work a bit again once emptied. As soon as the pad didn't lose any more urine, I dried it with some toilet paper and put it back in my wet panties. I dried them and the leggings as good as I could and put everything back on. I would never get used to the feeling of the cold wet pad and thus needed to change something soon, but couldn't care about this at the moment. I sprayed my crotch with perfume and found myself done.
"What's up, Jen? You taking so long tells me there's something wrong. I want to help my friend out. That's my job, right?", I tried to encourage her, but for another minute all I could hear was her sobbing.
"...but there's nothing you can do..."
"How do you know for sure? You can't. I could either just stay in the stall next to you and be by your side or I could even come over and help you in person. That way we could speak more privately", I suggested despite not wanting to show her my wet butt. The cubicles were very narrow, but deep enough the latter would work.
"Come over", was all she said and I heard her unlock her door. I left my stall and joined hers with the wetness hidden behind my back. This would work like a charm.
"First of all: Jen, I like you and everything is fine. So just tell me what's up", I whispered to her while I scanned the room. Jenny was sitting on the potty crying with her hands trying to cover her pink panties and jeans at her ankles. I could also see her hairy pussy.
"Please don't laugh at me"
"I won't. I promise you, Jen!"
"I didn't make it. I peed in my pants", she sobbed.
"How bad is it?", I asked and after some hesitation Jenny pulled her hands away. Panties and jeans were both wet.
"My jeans are soaked! I don't know what to do. I can't go to class like this after all. I just want to die!", she whined with big tears rolling down her cheeks.
"No, don't worry, we'll manage this together. I promise! So stand up first", I requested her and when she did without hesitation I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a big long hug. She started crying again and we embraced.
"Thank you so much!", she whispered right into my ear and suddenly the situation felt kinda hot. I mean she stood there with her naked pussy and her panties down to her ankles while we were tied to each other and I could feel her small breasts on mine and her breath on my neck. Then the smell of urine got me back to reality and I wasn't sure if it was hers or mine.
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Curveballs (Chapters 1 to 199)
RandomIt's about a girl named Lyza and her fates past and present. This novel tells the story of her whose situation in her eyes became hopeless. She reminisces how she ended up in diapers again. Continued in: https://www.wattpad.com/story/316979404-curve...