A little story told to me by a friend, Alicia hadn't been feeling quite right throughout her morning lessons, but tried to ignore the slight protests in her stomach as she went to go upstairs for her English class in third period. As she mounted the staircase, she suddenly felt her stomach clench hard and she burped, stifling a retch, and knew she had to get to the toilets quickly.
The nearest girls' toilets were on the floor she was heading to so Alicia began to run up the stairs, her satchel swinging on her shoulder and her short grey skirt riding up her plump thighs, threatening to expose her rather large white knickers to any boys who may be passing. Alice had no time to think of her skirt however, as she kept her mouth tightly closed and swallowed hard as she ran, feeling hot and desperate.
Alicia luckily managed to keep her throat and stomach tight as she rushed to the toilets, kicking the door open with a squeak from her leather school shoe as she clutched her tummy with her hand and ran for the nearest cubicle. The toilets were thankfully quiet as Alicia raced into the nearest cubicle, dropping her satchel and throwing herself over the toilet with a loud "Eurrgghhh". A large mouthful of spit and phlegm splashed into the toilet, and then Alicia's stomach contracted hard and her throat opened as a wave of her breakfast shot back up into her mouth, cascading into the water. Her blonde hair was luckily already tied back so she didn't have to worry about keeping it sick-free.
Alicia's stomach churned and with another "Eurgh" she was sick again, her cereal and toast from early that morning almost clogging in her throat as she retched it back up. She supported herself with her hands on the rim of the toilet as she gagged and coughed hard, the sour taste of the milk from her cereal coming back up making her feel even more sick.
The plump blonde girl kept coughing until she loudly retched again, bringing up more chunky sick followed by a smaller wave of toast crumbs mixed with stomach acid. One more hard retch made her legs almost buckle, but then her stomach began to settle down and with a few more coughs and burps she was empty.
Alicia flushed the toilet and wiped her mouth on some toilet paper, before realising that her short school skirt had ridden up and was showing her white knickers at the back. Getting her breath back she rearranged herself, before drinking some water at the sink and straightening her hair a little. She wondered whether to continue to English or to ask the office if she could go home, but on the other hand she was hungry now her stomach was empty and she wondered if she could keep going and see if lunch would stay down a little later.
The nearest girls' toilets were on the floor she was heading to so Alicia began to run up the stairs, her satchel swinging on her shoulder and her short grey skirt riding up her plump thighs, threatening to expose her rather large white knickers to any boys who may be passing. Alice had no time to think of her skirt however, as she kept her mouth tightly closed and swallowed hard as she ran, feeling hot and desperate.
Alicia luckily managed to keep her throat and stomach tight as she rushed to the toilets, kicking the door open with a squeak from her leather school shoe as she clutched her tummy with her hand and ran for the nearest cubicle. The toilets were thankfully quiet as Alicia raced into the nearest cubicle, dropping her satchel and throwing herself over the toilet with a loud "Eurrgghhh". A large mouthful of spit and phlegm splashed into the toilet, and then Alicia's stomach contracted hard and her throat opened as a wave of her breakfast shot back up into her mouth, cascading into the water. Her blonde hair was luckily already tied back so she didn't have to worry about keeping it sick-free.
Alicia's stomach churned and with another "Eurgh" she was sick again, her cereal and toast from early that morning almost clogging in her throat as she retched it back up. She supported herself with her hands on the rim of the toilet as she gagged and coughed hard, the sour taste of the milk from her cereal coming back up making her feel even more sick.
The plump blonde girl kept coughing until she loudly retched again, bringing up more chunky sick followed by a smaller wave of toast crumbs mixed with stomach acid. One more hard retch made her legs almost buckle, but then her stomach began to settle down and with a few more coughs and burps she was empty.
Alicia flushed the toilet and wiped her mouth on some toilet paper, before realising that her short school skirt had ridden up and was showing her white knickers at the back. Getting her breath back she rearranged herself, before drinking some water at the sink and straightening her hair a little. She wondered whether to continue to English or to ask the office if she could go home, but on the other hand she was hungry now her stomach was empty and she wondered if she could keep going and see if lunch would stay down a little later.
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