
Sexless incel
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It was in 2018, I finally worked up the urge to approach my crush - or atleast I thought. Slowly, I walked up to her table. Her friends noticed me before she did, with faces of disgust and confusion. I finally uttered the words: "H-Hey S-Stacy will you ggo out w-with.. me?". Silence, silence filled the air around us with suspense. Stacy looked at her friends and they looked at her. I heard giggling, then chuckling progressing into full on laughter like Hyenas in front of their prey. The were laughing at me, a subhuman, asking out a foid as good looking as her. I couldn't take the embarrassment, then it happened. I was so nervous that I ended up shitting myself, I couldn't believe that I didn't feel the hot, steaming drops of poo coming from my ass. Looking behind me, I saw a trail, meaning I shat my pants before I approached them, probably out of nervousness.
I ran away, far as I could, but as if the universe hated me, I ended up slipping and fell into one of my droplets of feces. I never went back to school for 4 months after that.
I ran away, far as I could, but as if the universe hated me, I ended up slipping and fell into one of my droplets of feces. I never went back to school for 4 months after that.