Questioning every step, Isabelle headed for the form entrance. It wasn't like she had much choice, but it still felt wrong. She'd avoided the guys dorms like the plague and now she had to go ask to go inside, so she could change out of her soggy diaper?
"Excuse me?" Isabelke said to a man standing by the entrance.
"Huh? Oh hey...Isabelle right?" he said after needing a moment to locate the source of the voice.
She tried to remember if she has ever seen him around before. Maybe in one of her freshman classes? Or was she just more widely known now?
"Yeah that's me," Isabelle said dumbly after a minute.
The man waited expectedly for a moment before prodding, "Is there something I can do for you?"
"Well...I was wondering...if I...if I," Isabelle floundered trying to figure out how to phrase her request.
Apparently her body decided it would be easier to demonstrate. She didn't even notice she had started squatting and pushing before the poop began filling her diaper. Once she was finished the man...