Another Dare

“Dare Three: Piss yourself during class. Difficulty: ****”

She stared at the notification. Her mind raced. On one hand it would not be hard to do, but it would lead to utter humiliation. If she did not do it, she would receive a punishment. She took a long time to decide and reasoned better to do this rather than chance an unknown punishment. When she looked at the time, she noticed she only had five minutes left it class. Reasoning she did not have time to drink water at the bathroom, she simply sat there and willed herself to pee. It did not work. Overcoming a person’s training not to piss themselves was hard. She closed her eyes and tried harder. There was tension in her bladder, but nothing came out. She tried and tried but nothing happened.

“Alright that is it for today!” said the professor while giving a loud clap, his usual signal for the class ending. The loud noise startled her, and she yelped. Her surprise also released the tension in her muscles, and her bladder began to empty while she sat in her seat. It soaked her skirt and pooled in her seat. She tried to stop, but the floodgates had opened. Significant streams began to fall from her seat, and the sounds of dripping water echoed through the auditorium. Several students glanced at Emily, but she just sat there red faced and not knowing how to handle this situation. She decided to look at her phone; at least she had completed the dare.

“Dare Three: Failure”

“Punishment Three: The user will be unable to pee while inside a bathroom”

Failure! She had done it! She could feel the evidence still on her skirt. Then she realized it. She had pissed herself after the professor had announced the end of class so technically, she had not pissed herself during class. So, not only had she pissed herself in public, but she also had to deal with the punishment. Emily wanted to cry. Deciding the best way to deal with her accident was to ignore it, she stood up and walked back to her dorm. As she walked into her dorm, she found her roommate sitting at her desk.

“Did you piss yourself?” Alice asked staring at Emily’s wet skirt.

Emily blushed but replied, “No I just spilled some water.”

Alice raised one eyebrow and said, “So you spilled water the same day you decided to wear piss scented perfume?”

The blush on Emily’s face deepened. Having no reply, Emily simply walked into the bathroom to shower. As she was undressing, her phone chimed, and her heart sank.