Go to class

With an unusual silence, Hazel edges to her seat. She surveys the room, getting turned on with each person she knows she's going to gross out with her messes. Hopefully she'd be able to get a diaper change by lunch.

   Hazel's best friend, Roxy, leaned over.

   'You okay, Haze?'

   Hazel grinned, now having to keep a grip over her bowels.

 

The End

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