Kate in despair

Kate hurriedly ran to the classroom.

She had woken up late, missed the bus, and had run to school to avoid arriving later.

Still, Kate was ten minutes late for her first class. She apologized to the professor and sat down in one of the seats at the back.

Kate took out her supplies and began to take note of what the teacher was saying. However, she felt a sudden weight in her intestines, and she felt like shitting.

"Not now, please," Kate thought.

Kate had been late for class, and it would be very brazen of her to ask permission to go to the bathroom. Especially since the first class had just started. So he decided that the best thing to do would be to hold out until the next hour and ask the teacher's permission.

But there was a problem. Kate couldn't remember if the next class was math or chemistry. If it was math, her chance to go to the bathroom was nil, the teacher who taught her math wouldn't let anyone out, even if someone was, literally, shitting himself. So she would have to wait another hour to go to the bathroom. But unfortunately she wouldn't have that opportunity, as the next two hours were physical education, and it seemed that the teacher had a hard time with her, because she never gave her permission for anything. And after that, it will lunchtime.

Seeing that situation, it really suited Kate that her next class was chemistry. The chemistry teacher didn't deny permission to go to the bathroom, and he was always kind to the students.

A silent fart roused Kate out of her reverie, returning her to class. That was not the time to overthink, she had to pay attention and take note, as there would be an exam with such topics in the near future.

Kate took a deep breath and tried to ignore her growing need.

When the bell rang, the language teacher left, dropping off an assignment before leaving to teach her next class.

Everyone started getting up and getting together with their groups of friends to talk about the next teacher. But Kate didn't. She stayed in her seat, tensing the muscles in her ass, praying with all her soul that the next person to come in would be the chemistry teacher and not the math teacher.