The teacher isn't letting you go to the toilet

Your hand shoots up, 'Please miss, I really need to go to the bathroom!'

'You'll have to wait', she snaps back, 'your lunchtime was only 5 minutes ago you should have gone then.'

You're sweating profusely and your stomach is churning. Jess keeps turning around and giving you flirty looks, your sister is looking frustrated with your newfound attention and you're keenly aware that she could reveal at any moment you're in her pink satin panties under your uniform... Half an hour into the lesson you ask again, 'please miss, I'm really ****.'

'You will have to wait, do not interrupt my lesson one more time.'

After 20 more minutes, and seeing Jake and his cronies giggling you realise you actually can't wait any longer. You look down at your phone, Sophie has texted you asking if you're dying to go as you're not able to resist wanking over her.

'Miss, please, I have to go.'

'Fine, but you're making up the time after lesson!' Jake gives an annoyed look over, you move for the door knowing you were cutting this incredibly close... Too close... As you breach the door you realise you aren't going to make it any further. The bathrooms are on the floor above and you are not going to make it in time, your stomach is groaning. Sweating buckets, and utterly ****, you look to your only source of salvation... A large bin on the other side of the corridor. It's mid lesson, so the chances of someone coming are possible, but not likely and if you don't use this then frankly you're about to ruin your sister's panties.

You kick off your trousers, pull the pink panties to your ankles and sit in the bin unloading a torrent of filth...

'JAKE, OUTSIDE NOW' you hear from the classroom, and a second later a moody Jake kicks open the door... and makes eye contact with you sat precariously in the bin.

'Please don't take a photo...' You whimper.

He looks to consider it, then says, 'okay, if you insist'. You let at a sigh as you continue to unload your bowels. Then you see the fire alarm to his right... He follows your gaze, looks back at you. Through the sweating you shake your head...

'Jake, please...' He yanks down the alarm.

Chantelle and Jess are first out the classroom, Chantelle's eyes go wide and you look at Jess while firing out the last of the shit in your bowels. She begins to wretch as Chantelle starts giggling. More students are about to pour into the hallway now so you realise this is your last chance to retain any shred of dignity.

You go to move out the bin and feel it shift, just as Jess walks out of the classroom and is glancing to the right, this is your last chance for her not to see the state you're in. The bin wobbles, you've tried to pull up the panties and climb out at the same time and you realise you have overextended yourself. The bin teeters, Sophie's eye's go wide realising what is about to happen and the bin finally collapses with you falling back into it head first.

You're plunged into darkness, and a foul smell. A second later you hear shrieks and laughter throughout the corridor and Jess' voice saying, 'oh my god, who the fuck is that?'.

You clamber out of the bin and look at her, you see her expression change from laughter, to shock, to disgust. 'Jess, please...' you try to say with shit dribbling from your mouth. She vomits on the ground and runs off crying.

'You can keep the panties...' giggles Chantelle as she saunters down the corridor leaving you to the crowd of cheerleaders and footballers who have surrounded you, taking photos and videos.