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Chapter 27
Memorable Presentation

My heart was beating so fast it felt like I was in the middle of a race.

“Ms. Parker,” The teacher said to me a little impatiently this time. “Did you hear me? I said set up for your presentation. You are going today.”

My nervous eyes were locked to the floor and I was shuffling my feet together. “I uhh… well… you see ma’am.” I was looking for the right words to tell her that I had nothing prepared when I heard a familiar voice say.

“Oh silly Alyssa. Don’t you remember? You had your presentation on my flash drive.” I looked over and saw Katie, still grinning wildly, holding out a pink flash drive to me. The teacher looked at me frustratedly.

“Well? Come on then. Get a move on Alyssa. We have 3 presentations to get through today. You’re just the first one who’s going today.”

As I grabbed the flash drive from Katie she winked at me. Did I really want to do this? There could be anything on this flash drive. Pictures of me from the entire weekend. What could I do though? The teacher wanted me to show her something. As I put the flash drive in and got it set up I could hear my diaper crinkling under my short skirt. Katie had planned this too. Had she been waiting for the weekend before my presentation to do all this so she could make this part of her plan too? I didn’t really want to think about it.

Here I was, an 18 year old cheerleader standing in front of a classroom filled with my peers while hiding a poofy crinkling diaper under my skirt. All while about to give a presentation that I had not prepared myself.

The file to the power point on the flash drive was titled “For my Babygirl”. As a blush flashed across my cheeks as I read it I was glad nobody could see that. Why had Katie done my project for me? Or was this part of her plan as well? As the teacher was turning her smart board on and getting ready for me to start I suddenly felt something strange, a gurgle and painful feeling come from my stomach. What was that? I thought. Where had this horrible feeling in my stomach come from all of a sudden? I looked over at Katie and saw that she was leaning back in her chair with the widest grin on her face that I had ever seen from her.

This feeling was her doing! She had done something… but what? Then it hit me: the strange object in the bathroom. She had shoved it into my bottom and I could no longer feel it. Was it the thing making me feel like this?

“Okay Ms. Parker,” The teacher said. “Please begin.” I nervously looked up at the screen half expecting a picture of me in nothing but a pull-up but to my surprise it was a photo from the Industrial Revolution.

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It felt like the longest presentation of my life. Only three minutes and 7 slide show pages later I could feel the groans in my stomach growing worse. I needed to finish this fast. As I clicked on to the next slide I was shocked by one slide that was very different from the others. The entire screen was filled with stock photos of things like strollers, baby toys, pacifiers, and more. I could hear confused mumbles and a few snickers from the audience. I glanced at my fellow students and for a moment made eye contact with two girls sitting in the back: Matilda and Jessie, my fellow cheerleaders.

What were they doing here? They weren’t in this class! Had they snuck in? Were they… in on something? Everyone else in the audience looked as confused as I was while Katie, Matilda, and Jessie all sat there trying to stifle their giggling.

“Um… Ms. Parker, could you please, uhh… explain this slide for us?” The teacher’s voice shocked me out of my momentary daydream. I looked back up at the board of babyish images as my stomach growled painfully once again.

“Oh…” I said with a nervous giggle. “This, um well you see the uhh… the Industrial Revolution had several varieties of new things coming out all over the word. Um… one of these things being baby products…” I was using improv and lying out of my ass. Katie had clearly thrown me a curve ball slide and was trying to fuck with me. I said a little bit more about the slide and then quickly moved on.

As she made a note in her notepad my teacher did not look convinced of my “research” but she didn’t say anything. I talked about the next slide, which was luckily normal again, but while I was speaking my stomach let out a loud groan that I know most of the class could hear as the room sounded with soft laughter.

“Settle down class!” The teacher said. I tried to finish my presentation but the slides seem to be never-ending. I think Katie had purposely made my PowerPoint as long as she possibly could so I would be up here for a very long time.

As I was reading from slide 24 I said the word “Diaper” out loud before I could stop myself causing more laughter. I was shocked but there it was, the word Diaper on the slide.

I giggled and tried to brush it off. “Oops… sorry. Hehe, that’s a typo.” I quickly moved onto the next slide as I tugged down on my skirt; self-conscious of my own diaper hiding under it.

I could feel the groans in my stomach growing worse and worse with every second. I didn’t know how much longer I could last. I briefly checked the number of slides in the presentation. I let out a sharp gasp as I saw that there were 77 slides! I was only on slide 25! What sort of shit had Katie put in this PowerPoint?

At that moment I felt a soft sharp little fart escape from my butt. The class heard it, everyone knew it, but I kept talking. I kept running through the slides as fast as I could, barely hearing what I was even saying. Every other slide or so more farts would escape out of me. Some silent and some not so silent. Many of the students were watching the presentation in awe and confusion. Katie, Matilda, and Jessie were holding their sides with laughter while trying to keep quiet.

I didn’t know what to do? Did I leave? Did I run out of the classroom in the middle of my presentation? Did I run over to Katie so I could punch her in the face?!

Before I could decide, my body decided for me. One last painful groan sent an instant wave of mush into the seat of my diaper. I could immediately feel the poofy diaper sag with the weight of my accident. Tears quickly built up in my eyes as I felt the mess continue.

“Ms. Parker?!” I heard the teacher say in astonishment, not knowing what to do.

One of the students spoke up, “Oh my god! Is she shitting herself?!” That broke the camel’s back. Katie, Matilda, and Jessie all exploded into fits of loud laughter, unable to contain it anymore.

I hugged my stomach, trying to overcome the cramps or hold anything back but I could barely move. Wave after messy wave sent more poop into my awaiting diaper. It wasn’t long at all before the diaper was clearly sagging past the point of my short skirt and was visible to the entire classroom.

“What the fuck?”

“Ew gross!”

“Is she wearing a diaper?!”

I fell to my knees and started bawling. Almost every person in the class was holding up their phones and filming the pathetic scene they saw in front of them. The teacher didn’t say a thing as she sat in her chair with her mouth hanging open.

While on my knees I felt my body instinctively move forward with my butt hovering in the air. Unable to stop it my body pushed one more time sending a massive load into my poofy messy diaper. It could barely hold anymore. The seat of the white diaper was now sagging and stained brown. By this point the entire class had erupted into laughter.

With her eyes right on mine, Katie walked to the front of the class and placed her hand firmly on my messy diapered bottom. “Good girl.”

Epilogue: That was the last day I had gone to school in almost a month. Katie, Matilda, and Jessie had gotten punished for what they did but they didn’t care. The damage was done. My reputation at school was completely and irrefutably ruined. Everyone now knew me as the girl who had pooped herself in a diaper in the middle of class. Diaper Slut, Poopy Pants, and many other names circulated the school and still were.

Katie had wanted to fight off her bully and not only defeat her but to completely ruin her entire reputation. And she had successfully done so to me. I have been homeschooled for a few weeks which was fine but the worst part of it was that whatever drugs Katie had concocted and been putting into my system that weekend were still not through. I have woken up several times in the past few weeks with wet sheets. Eventually I went to the drug store and cried as I bought a pack of pull-ups. I had not gone a single night without an accident yet. I’m afraid that it’s not just the drugs. Whatever Katie had done had scarred me psychologically and I had no idea when it would end… if ever.

Maybe next year I would start school again. Though I have a feeling I would be the one getting bullied now. Maybe I’ll transfer to a new school then. But then it would only be a matter of time before someone saw all the videos online.

One thing is for sure, I thought to myself as I got ready for bed, including my pull-ups… I won’t be bullying anyone ever again…

THE END

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This story was written by Zander Chesney
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