A female dog certification event

Ten minutes into the first class this morning, I asked the teacher for leave to go to the restroom.

(To briefly describe the layout of our school building: the main staircase and men's restroom are on the left side of the corridor, and the small staircase and women's restroom are on the right side. There are five classrooms on each floor.) I ran into the restroom carrying a small bag containing a black leather collar and leash I had carefully selected at a pet store. That's right, I was going to hold a "bitch certification ceremony" for myself today. I've always said I'm a bitch, but I've never actually acted like one, so today I'm going to have a ritual to officially become a slutty little bitch.

I quickly stripped off all my clothes, put them in the bag, and solemnly put the collar on. After putting it on, I suddenly realized I had entered the women's restroom. This kind of ritual should be done in the men's restroom! So I hid the bag of clothes at the very back of the restroom, took a deep breath, and tiptoed out, running naked through the corridor into the men's restroom.

After entering the men's restroom, I cautiously peeked inside. Good, no one was there. I breathed a sigh of relief. Choosing the first class seemed wise; few people use the restroom or leave the classroom at this time, making it the safest.

I looked at myself in the mirror on the sink and struck a few suggestive poses. In the mirror was a naked girl, shamelessly posing provocatively. Her seemingly innocent face betrayed an undisguised lewdness and shyness, and around her neck was a collar only dogs wear—how obscene and perverse! That girl was me, the thrill-seeker and wanton me.

However, I didn't dare waste any more time, I was really afraid someone would come, so I immediately put on the leash, tied myself to the water pipe, and knelt down like a dog with my face facing outwards. "Woof woof—" I whispered two dog barks, then silently counted to 100 in my mind. I turned around, facing my rear end outwards, clenched my anus, and continued to silently count to 100. But by this time, my psychological pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and the water in my anus was almost about to burst out. I counted the last 50 in my mind very quickly, finishing in less than 10 seconds.

After finishing, I got up with a sigh of relief, looked at myself in the mirror, my little face flushed, filled with tension and joy. The ritual was over, I was a qualified little female dog. Looking at my own lewd self, I became more and more excited. I couldn't help but lift one leg and step on the sink, gently stroking my vulva to masturbate. Pleasure, along with courage, filled my heart. Ahh... I was masturbating naked in the school's men's restroom, with so many people in class outside. If someone came by, they would see me. I wanted to be seen by the whole school. Ahh... I can't take it anymore... The intense stimulation quickly brought me to the urge to climax. I decided to go to the nearest classroom door to climax. So I staggered to the nearest classroom door, knelt down, and faced the door with my buttocks, quickly stroking my vulva... Ahh... I'm about to climax... Suddenly, the sound of the door latch being pulled out startled me. Maybe the person inside heard my uncontrollable moans. Although I was sure I had kept the noise as low as possible, reality didn't allow me to think any further. I jumped up with a start and instinctively ran towards the women's restroom. After running a few steps, I realized I was wrong. I should have run towards the men's restroom. There were only a few steps to the stairs there, where I could hide. But now, running towards the girls' restroom meant facing a 100-meter-long corridor.

It was too late; I clearly heard a door open behind me. I didn't know if it was a teacher or a student, but I was certain he saw me, a girl with my bare bottom running naked. Even more embarrassing, the water in my anus gushed out the moment I stood up, spraying all the way as I ran. I could almost feel the astonished gaze behind me, burning my back. I ran the entire corridor under his watchful eyes. After running

back to the girls' restroom, I quickly put on my clothes, covered my face, ran down the small stairs, out of the teaching building, out of the school, and all the way home. When I got home, I finally let out a long breath and burst into tears.

Although I'd been seen before, it was always in unfamiliar places, by strangers. This time was different; it happened in my own school, with someone from the school seeing me. What was I going to do?

I didn't dare leave the house that day, just stayed home obediently. The next day, feeling a little better, I finally mustered the courage to go to school. On the way, I was constantly anxious, afraid of being recognized. Only after entering the school did I realize that there seemed to be no rumor about a streaking girl, and my classmates didn't look at me strangely. At that moment, I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that person hadn't seen my face or spread the story. Thankfully, I escaped unscathed.

[The End]

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