Rrrrrrriiiiiinnnnnnng!
	Finally. Lucas, a pure white wolf, had spent the past half hour in pure agony waiting for that bell to ring. He felt a slight need to go shortly after finishing a rather hefty lunch, but he thought he could hold it till he got home. At the time it only felt like a little bit of pressure in his lower belly, not worth stepping foot in the gross boy’s bathroom. But then the pressure got heavier and heavier until it threatened to push the mass into his undies. 
	He raised his paw for a bathroom trip, but with only 30 minutes left of class he was quickly rebuffed by an unempathetic teacher. Thus, he sat writhing and aching as time ticked. Trying to keep his stomach rubs subtle, pretending not to notice those angry growls from his bowels, and keeping his rear end clenched. At the sound of the bell, he could barely stand up straight. Shakey paws sloppily packed his bookbag, and he was out of there without as much of a goodbye to his friends. 
	He awkwardly speed walked through the halls, and only froze at the sudden onset of a cramp. He had to lean against a wall. One knee impatiently rose towards his stomach, as if it was eager to fix the problem itself. With his arms around his stomach, he grit his teeth and squeezed his cheeks for dear life until it subsided. Crisis momentarily averted. The awkward stares at the seizing wolf could eat his dust, for the bathroom door was in sight and there was no stopping this apex predator from his goal.
	Dashing into the bathroom, Lucas was surprised at the lack of smells assaulting his nose. Was it actually clean? Bursting into the nearest stall seemed to confirm that yes, it was! In the short amount of time he spent squirming before the toilet to undo his belt, he noticed he didn’t even need to add safety paper to the seat. Good thing, he barely had time for it anyway.
	Turned around, his pants and underwear at his knees, he was so close to that golden moment when he froze, ears twitching. He could hear the bathroom door open, and a pair of paws skitter in. A tinge of pink grew on Lucas’s cheeks, there goes his privacy. He gasped, feeling a pang tear through him and push a silent greasy poot through his exposed butt. No time for privacy!
	He sighed as his backside finally met the seat. Just making it to a clean toilet gave him a sense of relief in itself. His knees shook and his hole quivered just barely keeping his waste in. He’d hardly have to push. Just relax and let it slide…wait a minute. 
The pair of paws from earlier found themselves in the stall to his left, he could see them poking into view from beneath the stall barrier. It completely violated bathroom etiquette to use a stall right next an occupied one, but there was something else that caught his eye…there’s…those…t-those are panties. A pair of pink seamed panties, the girliest of girly underwear draped just above those paws. And those paws themselves looked pretty dainty too, a touch of purple nail polish on their claws…oh no.
Lucas scowled both in pain and from his sudden realization. He couldn’t remember seeing any urinals on his quick dash in, combine that with how clean this bathroom was, and the fashion choices of his neighbor…he was in the girls’ bathroom. Oops.
He straightened up, his thighs pressed together and his handpaws neatly folded over his crotch as if he were politely sitting in class. The hissing and splashing of urine from his neighbor deafened his gurgling stomach and racing heartbeat. A-alright, how to get out of this? He could hike his pants back up and make an escape to the correct bathroom while his neighbor was still, uh, occupied. Though, he might not make it. A slippery, thick log pushed up against his twitching anal ring, one step and it might shoot right out. Though of course, he could just go now and sneak out when the bathroom’s empty. He’s already sitting on a toilet, and boy or girl that’s what they’re for. But…he frowned shyly peering down at his neighbor’s panties. He couldn’t poop next to a girl! They like rainbows, hug plushies, and wear…p-pretty underwear. It just didn’t mix with such a vulgar act. Plus, she’d know immediately that there’s a boy next her. No girl is capable of making what he felt inside of him. That much was clear from how clean this poor, poor, toilet is…for now.
Perhaps his best bet would just be to wait for his neighbor to finish up and then take care of his own business asap. And it sounded like she was finished. No more pee splashing, and he could hear a roll of toilet paper spinning. He clutched his lower stomach, wincing as his whole body shivered. He flinched, a slick poot slipping through his crowded rump at the sound of the toilet flushing. Yes! She’s done! Ooh, he clenched his butt and huffed, his colon started to release without permission. No, not yet, hmpf, just a little bit l-long-g-ger…huh?
Lucas heard the bathroom door opening again. No! He was almost free! Another pair of paws made their way into the stall to his right, just as his original neighbor was finishing up at the sink. Lucas tried to keep his distressed whine quiet, his knees grinded against each other. Through his pain, he still managed to blush at the sight of the purple princess branded panties nestled within his neighbor’s pulled down pants. He never saw girls’ underwear outside of those panty packs at the mall, and now he saw two—attached to real girls—in one day…
PFFFT! A short fart sputtered out from the other side of the stall followed by a steady stream of urine. Lucas sent his paws to his mouth to stifle a laugh. Girls farted just as loud as boys, who would’ve thought! Suddenly those panties had slightly less mystique to them…but they were still kinda pretty. He wondered what the girl behind this steel barrier actually looked like. Was the rest of her pretty too? A-and, and, how did the panties look on her butt?
Hnnng, Lucas shuffled in his seat. His original matter at hand made itself known again, his aching stomach giving an angry moan. And on top of that there was another issue…his budding 3-inch anatomy stood up and twitched for attention. His toes curled for 2 reasons now. Of all the times for this…thing to happen, it’s when he’s around girls. His blush deepened thinking of how the girls might squint and comment on how weird his foreskin looks, or maybe ask embarrassing questions about his balls. His anxiety only made his initial need more urgent. He squished his thighs together harder and tried to ignore how it kind of tickled his tender excited parts. 
His new neighbor’s urine stream stopped, hopefully he’d be alone again soon. Lucas closed his eyes and just tried to focus on keeping his butthole shut. Though, he soon opened a curious eye upon hearing what sounded like an annoyed groan to his right.
*Knock-knock* He jumped, the head of a turd plugged his pink opening. “Can you pass me some toilet paper?” Oh no, what should he do?
More knocks. “Hey, you there?”
He cringed, clenching to keep his rouge waste back. He can’t just do nothing, it’ll look suspicious! “U-um, sure!” He replied in a high pitch falsetto, his best attempt to replicate a girl’s voice. He leaned forward to reach the toilet paper dispenser. He gasped when he felt the squeeze on his colon, his slick log started to slide out like toothpaste from a tube. He yanked and grabbed as much toilet paper as he could before whipping back upright, gritting his teeth and flexing his butt to reel his log back in. Lucas looked down at the pile of paper that spilled out of his handpaws. Most of it was tattered with claw marks, whoops. He didn’t know how much girls used to wipe their pee holes or whatever, but this should be enough. It looked to be the same amount he used to wipe on a hefty load…like the one he needed right now. “H-here you go.” Lucas reached his haul under the stall next to him. His face contorted, his other paw clenched in a fist. It wasn’t the easiest position to hold.
“Oh…thanks.” The receiver on the other side seemed a little taken aback by the manic mess of an offering.
Lucas sat back feeling proud of himself. He did that without getting found out, maybe he cracked the code of the girls! Though that satisfaction was short lived, he quickly realized the stall to his left was filled once more, this time with a pair of white panties stretched around two hooves. He sighed dejected, leaning back in the seat and massaging his raging guts. This was never gonna end, was it? At least this girl’s panties looked really pretty, they even had little frills along the edges and those especially girly fabric crumples. He bet they were really fitting too, those crumples expanding out and filling in every crease of her lower body…aw man. He’s stiff again.
And if that wasn’t bad enough, he heard the bathroom door burst open again. This time the paw steps were markedly more hurried, along with the sound of soft panting. Following close behind were another pair of paws and giggles. “Oh my god!” The pair of dancing paws shifted from door to door, leaving quick knocks at each. “Hurry up, hurry up!” She pleaded. 
“You’re gonna pee your pants!” Her giggly acquaintance teased. Those voices sound kinda familiar….
“Sorry, I’m going as fast as I can.” Lucas’s righthand neighbor replied. Lucas felt just a bit more panic set in as he twisted in his seat, knock-kneed. He had his own emergency to deal with, and now he might be the cause of someone else’s. His eyes watched the shadow of the desperate figure bounce and pad from one side of the room to the other, almost wishing he could do the same. 
“I’m done!” His right stallmate announced, shortly before a toilet flush, and the door opening. 
“Oh my god!” The voice whined as its urgent owner rushed to the newly freed stall. “Oh my god, oh my god!” She whined. Her toeclaws tapped the floor as she danced in place. There was the sound of a zipper. “Ah!” The sound of a torrent clipping the toilet seat, before hitting the water as his new neighbor’s rump finally met the seat. “I-I made it.” A relaxed voice announced to her friend in between sighs. She plopped down so quickly her pants were still above her knees. 
Her friend responded with giggles. “You’re so loud.” Lucas silently agreed, sounds like she almost had an accident. And looking at her underwear, that she now pushed low enough to peek at, it seemed there was a dark wet spot in the middle of her yellow panties. Lucas wondered how that felt, to be a girl and pee through their…holes? It already felt kinda nice to pee through a wiener like he has, he imagined it would be more relaxing to sit every time…maybe he should start sitting too. Nah…that’s too girly. And if it’s just a hole, maybe it just kinda…gushes out like waterfall. That’ll probably feel nice too.
“Stoooop, don’t listen to it!”
“Ooh finally,” The other girl said as Lucas’s left neighbor exited the stall. 
“What’d you say Suzy?” The girl to his right asked. So the other girl’s Suzy, the grey tabby cat he’s in a math group project with. And the girl to his right sounds a lot like her best friend Laura, a bubbly papillon that he didn’t talk to that much, but she seemed nice. One wrong move, and they’d both recognize him for sure. Ah, the anxiety. 
“Nothing, I’m gonna pee too.” She announced, as she took the now empty stall. He silently groaned and put his head in his paws, yet another girl to wait for. It seemed his stomach was equally dismayed, as he was hit with an onslaught of cramps. 
“Hmph!” A groan escaped him before he could cover his mouth. He doubled over in his seat, an arm around his stomach while his whole body shook. 
“Huh? Suzy?”
“Yeah?” The girl to his left responded.
“You alright?” The girl to his right asked with a chuckle.
“Yeah…”
Oh no, they can hear him. They could probably hear his desperate breaths too. Or the moans coming from his stomach as a pressure moved downward. He gripped his knees, his toes crunched, and his legs made an ‘x.’ He strained as hard as he could, but he couldn’t hold it. He could feel his butthole bulging on the brink of release. No, no, no! It’s coming out! It’s coming ou-
PBBBBBFFFT! Lucas’s face turned red as laughter arose. Well, at least girls found farts funny too. “Laura was that you?!” The giggling girl to his left asked.
“No!” She replied through her own chortles. 
“I think someone’s pooping!”
“Let’s get out of here before it starts to stink!”
Finally! They’re gonna leave! Lucas really couldn’t hold it anymore, that fart prompted a movement in the rest of his intestines. The sounds of slimy crackling arose as his slippery turds inched ever closer. He opened and closed his thighs against the urgent need. Just a minute or two more, c’mon, c’mon…
“Uh-oh…” Laura said ominously. 
“What?” Suzy asked.
“No toilet paper.” No, not again! “Yo, can I borrow some TP?” Laura asked as she knocked on his stall.
“S-sure.” Lucas said, his voice faltering. He instinctively reached back to place a paw below his tail at the start of his crack, feeling like it would somehow help. He then sucked in his stomach, arched his back, and prayed for the best as he started to reach for the dispenser. 
He leaned forward stiffly and started unrolling another pad of toilet paper. His insides felt so full and painfully tight, but he was keeping it in. For the first few seconds that is. The log that was already so close to escaping picked up its pace, and an inch of a soft turtlehead emerged through his slick ring.
“Ah!” He yelped at the feeling as he whipped back up. His anus clenched, cutting the nugget off and letting it fall to the toilet. His hole winked around the rest of the log impatiently trying to slide its way out. 
That outburst was met with snickers from both sides. Lucas, with his face burning just silently reached the wad under the divider. “Thanks!” Laura said while suppressing a giggle.
“Y-yo-you’re w-welc-come!” He sputtered, bits of his real voice coming through.
“Hey, for real, are you Ok?” She asked back.
“Y-yeah-oh! I-I’m, f-f-fine, ah!” It wasn’t very convincing, especially given how his footpaws were now tapping the floor. The squelching sounds of his messy ring fighting to hold back his load grew louder. 
“Um…”
His breathing got heavier, he squirmed on the seat, teeth grit, and his handpaws pressing his rump together. At this point he was trying with all his might to keep his buttchecks clenched shut, but he could feel the inevitable coming closer. His bowels pushed too hard, and the cramps in his stomach were reaching a fever pitch.  
“Aaaah, no, no!” Like the flip of a switch, his tired insides gave way. Instantly a rope of soft wolfpup sludge burst from his anus and pierced the toilet water below. He gasped and froze at the sensation of the fat log stretching and racing through him so violently. “Hah…ah!” He could only manage short moans feeling that warm grainy texture rushing out. And all of this while barely a foot away from two girls! 
This initial log slowed down and broke itself off into the toilet, leaving his butt still wide open with its jagged remainder. Lucas twitched and shook, overwhelmed with so many feelings, but he instinctively pushed against the pressure still in his guts. His toes curled, his knees rose as that thick greasy snake slithered its way through his insides, picking up speed until it abruptly fired into the toilet, ending with a loud wet fart. Lucas flinched as it slapped out of his hole. 
His butt felt warm and tingly, the most urgent of it happened so fast. And now, still not even done, but the cramps and heavy pressure was finally gone. That beautiful relief had him trembling. “Hah…hoh…” He panted. Tiny greasy farts leaked out of him following that hefty load, a reminder that he still had waste to dispose of.  “Hmph…mmmmm…” He gave gentle groans as he started another push for the turds deeper in his colon. It felt so good to just push and flex his hole with all the pain gone.
“Um…are you a boy?” Laura asked shyly.
Uh-oh. “No! I-I mean, no.” He clenched out of fear, letting that log fall into the bowl. He yipped feeling the cold-water splash back onto his boy bits.
“Wait a minute…” Suzy suddenly spoke up. “Luke?! Luke is that you?!”
Lucas flinched, he’s been found out! “N-no!” He turned to the sound of rustling from his lower left. He jumped upon seeing Suzy’s shocked and giddy expression peeking up at him. “H-hey!” Instantly his paws went to pull his shirt over his uncut pink tipped member.
“Oh my god, it is you!” She giggled. “And you stink! This is why boys aren’t allowed in here! And…” She laughed, reaching out to tug on the underwear around his legs. “You still wear Wonder Wulf undies?!”
“Stop!” He cried and bent over, reaching to cover his cartoon briefs.
Lucas heard a gasp coming from above. He craned his neck, only to see Laura looking down at him from over the stall wall. “You’re the boy from class!” She said, shocked at his presence. “Ewwwww!” She suddenly giggled. “I can see your butthole from here! And it looks really dirty!”
“St-stop looking!” He covered his exposed crack with his tail, his face a deep red and feeling a sob in his throat. This is officially the worst day of his life.
“Why are you in the girl’s bathroom huuuuuh? Perv! Peeeeeeerv!”
“No, I’m not!” He said feeling an extra warmth on his cheeks. She was kinda right on that last part.
“Hehehe, you’re gonna get in soooo much trouble!”
Oh god, he’s probably gonna get suspended, and then they’ll tell his parents, and then all of his friends will find out he used the girl’s room. “N-no please! I-it was a mistake, I swear!”
“But don’t worry, we won’t tell anyone.” Suzy interjected.
“Y-you won’t?”
“We won’t?” 
“Yeah,” Suzy paused to giggle. “If you let us see that thing boys have.” Lucas felt his heart drop to his now empty stomach. “Your uhhhh…the ummm…”
“Oh-oh!” Laura piped. “You mean his penis?” Her tone rose in excitement.
“Yeah, yeah! That!”
“And your balls!”
“Those too!”
“Bu-but…” He barely muttered. Lucas shook for a different reason now. All the thoughts ran through his head of how girls might react to a boy’s parts.
“Come on, you don’t wanna get in trouble, do you?” Laura teased from above.  
There’s really no way out of this. A peek from two girls is better than having his entire life ruined. He gripped the bottom of his shirt and took a breath. He then gave it a lightning-fast lift, just enough to feel the air touch his parts, and then back down. “There.”
“Nuh-uh! That was too fast!” Laura complained from above.
“Yeah, I didn’t even see anything!” Suzy added.
“We gotta see it for at least…20 seconds!”
“20?!” Lucas sputtered out flabbergasted.
“20, no, 30, or we tell the principal!” Laura snapped.
He looked between the two, his paws folded over his privates with the defeated look of a begging puppy. He felt the urge to protest but it would just make it worse for him. Whoever said girls are nice is a liar. “O-Ok…” His paws shook as he gripped his shirt.
“Wait, wait, I can’t see it that good from down here!” Suzy pulled her head back behind the wall. There was the sound of the toilet lid clacking and she soon reappeared above him. “Ok, now do it!”
He closed his eyes. A flip of his shirt up, and his uncut boyhood was on full display. He could hear gasps and suppressed giggles. He just tried to keep counting those 30 seconds in his head.
“Oh my god…” Laura rasped, astounded maybe? …Hopefully? “It looks like a worm!” And with that, Lucas was ready to shrivel up and die. “It looks all wiggly and squishy! And it even has a little mouth thing at the end!” She pointed at the very tip of his penis, where his long foreskin completely covered his glans and ended in a peak. 
Suzy giggled. “It’s kinda cute, it even has a little pink on top. Luke, why’s your thing pink? I thought boys don’t like pink.”
“I-I dunno…” He mumbled. Is it weird that it’s pink? Does that make it girly?” He pouted and kept his eyes closed, trying his best not to cover back up…and to remember how many seconds he counted.
“Boys shouldn’t be so stupid about pink, it looks nice on them.” Oh? Lucas’s ears perked up. He was almost tempted to open his eyes and see if Suzy’s expression was genuine. 
“It looks so weeeeeeiiiiiird!” Laura whined. Lucas huffed with embarrassment, she didn’t have to be so loud about it. “And why are your eyes closed?” She shifted back to giggling. “You look like a baby about to throw up!”
“Awwww, he’s shy.” The pair chuckled at Suzy’s comment. To Laura’s credit, Lucas very much did want to throw up. The humiliation somehow reversed the course of his stomach.
“Hey Luke, why do boys call them balls when they don’t even look like balls?” Laura asked, tilting her head at the pert sack resting on Lucas’s thighs. 
“I dunno…” He mumbled again, though he knew it was cause of the balls inside of the sack. He just didn’t want to risk trying to explain it and starting to sob when they laughed. How many seconds has it been again?
“I think it’s really cute, it kinda looks like a…peach? A little white peach!” Suzy concluded with a light blush of her own.
“With a weird line down the middle!”
“Hey Luke, are you ticklish on your balls?”
“I…y-yes.” He choked out. Ticklish wasn’t really the right word but touching them in certain ways made him flinch like they were.
Suzy gasped. “Really?”
Lucas heard the genuine excitement in her voice. “K-kinda…” Why was she so happy to hear that? D-does sh-she want to…to t-tickle them? To touch them? But, but, that’s weird! S-she even said it looks like a peach! A white peach! She’s just kidding, r-right? He gulped and dared to open his eyes. He just had to see the mocking in her face to be sure. But when he meekly looked up, he was met with sparkling eyes staring at his lap with a hunger. It looked like she…she likes it?!
“Oooooh, look! It’s getting bigger!” Laura pointed at his stiffening length.
“Luke! Luke! What’s your thing doing?”
“Nothing!” He spat out and whipped his shirt back down. “It’s been 30 seconds!” He screeched, his face on fire. He felt his boy boner rising against the fabric of his shirt, his lower body getting that excited warmth again. He couldn’t even explain this to himself, he certainly couldn’t justify this to two girls.
“Aww man!”
“Can we get 30 more? Please?”
“No! You said 30!” He snapped. “Go before someone else comes in!”
“Oh yeah, then we’ll all get in trouble.” Suzy said sounding disappointed. Lucas oddly felt a twinge of disappointment too. Their little show was over. “Bye Luke…see you tomorrow.” She ended with a sly smile that sent a chill up his spine.
“Ok…” Laura sighed before dipping back behind the stall. Though she popped back up just a second later. “…Can we watch you wipe?”
“No!”
“Gross Laura!” Suzy scolded.
“Never mind, never mind!” She disappeared with a blush.
Lucas sat there shaking, frozen in place waiting for the girls to leave, and then waiting for their laughter on the other side of the bathroom door to die down. Well, that wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been. He’s not in trouble, he doesn’t have to go anymore, and…they kind of liked it. Sure, Laura thinks his penis looks like a worm, but she wanted to keep looking! And Suzy…she thinks it’s cute! That pretty much means she thinks he’s cute! And, and, she wanted to touch them! A shy smile grew on his maw, his length straining at full mast. 
Does this mean they like him? Two girls like him? Even after, kinda, pooping in front of them? Wow…maybe he’s just that cute. And not only do two girls like him, he got to see their panties too! Hey, wait…they got to see more than just his undies. No fair! Oooooh, next time he’s gonna see more than just pretty underwear! He’s gonna see their butts, and their, um, front parts! And, and, maybe, even touching! They’ll let him touch theirs’, right? After all, they like him…r-right?
Oh! Lucas flinched at the feeling of his excited puppycock pressing against his shirt. There’s that “tickle” again, it would probably tickle even more if a girl touches it…agh! He needs to get out of here! What if another girl walks in while he’s all stinky and his wiener’s all hard? What if…they like it too? No, no, he’s risked getting in trouble enough.
He yanked a wad of toilet paper and quickly wiped up. He cringed pulling his undies back up, he might not have done his best job with the TP. Whatever, that’s the laundry’s problem. He dashed straight to the door, he’ll wash his handpaws in the boy’s room he swears! He strained his ears, no footsteps on the other side. He opened it a crack for a peek down the hall and confirmed he’s in the clear. He darted out and sped away, a nervous pep in his step, and a giddy smile the whole way out.