![]() "M-Megan! P-please! I really need to go!" I was far too old to be having accidents, and at my best friends house non the less. My hands were now pressing against myself tightly to try and stop anything from leaking out. I called out again, this time my voice being louder and holding more urgency. I couldn't get any further init the house. My hand wedged between me as I tried the living room door, but it was jammed shut, or locked. I was so flustered at this point but I was struggling to hold back my bladder, springing up and down on my legs as I did a babyish potty dance. I was greeted by a living space with a adult size changing Matt and a whole shelf full of diapers, along with various other adult shaped baby stuff. We've been friends since middle school and have really just grown closer ever since, especially now we're nearing the end of high school.Īs I, Becky, entered my best friends house in a hurried state to find her and ask politely to use the toilet before we left for our night out, I was greeted by quite a strange sight. I arrived at my best friends house, Megan. ![]()
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