Severely exposed patients on campus

I am a severe exhibitionist.

I'm thorough in everything I do, and exhibitionism is no exception. I don't leave anything on my body to cover myself; I take off all my clothes, pants, boots, and socks. Before leaving the classroom, I make sure no one is on the floor. The first thing I do is turn off the corridor lights. Then I walk around the floor, but after a few laps, I get bored and start crawling on the floor. (My teaching building is an old seven-story building with only one staircase on the east side and no elevator. My classroom is on the sixth floor. The seventh floor is a multimedia classroom. The first and third floors are large classrooms where people usually have evening classes. The fourth, fifth, and sixth floors are for the finance department.) Because the multimedia classroom's power is cut off after 4:30 AM, I'm not afraid of anyone being on the seventh floor. Seeking excitement, I climbed to the seventh floor, walked around it twice, and then went back down to the sixth floor. The sixth and seventh floors offered no excitement. I quickly got bored. I went back to the classroom and masturbated with a Coke bottle. I realized I couldn't stop; I wanted even greater stimulation. Having experienced my first public exposure, I was planning my next one. (Don't think I'm just randomly exposing without any sense; I always prepare carefully, estimating how many people are on each floor, just in case someone is hiding there.) This time, I decided to leave the building. Actually, floors 4, 5, and 6 pose no threat to me at all. Generally, after 8:30 PM, those three floors are empty, except for floors 1, 2, and 3, where classes end at 10 PM, and those three floors are always brightly lit! However, I also noticed a pattern: people who come to night classes are usually late, not early. Classes start at 7:00 PM, and if someone isn't there by 7:30 PM, they won't come! There's a 5-minute break at 8:30 PM, and those who decide to go home usually leave then. This means that from 8:45 PM to 10 PM, no one will enter or leave the classroom. This is a safe bet; I can freely run naked through the building and still get back to my dorm before 11 PM.

Finally, one day in mid-April, I decided to do another exposure. To make it even more exciting, I stuffed a salt soda bottle into my **, upside down. This makes it less likely for the bottle to fall out. I tried stuffing it in upright, but because of the weight of the salt soda, it usually slipped out after a few steps unless you walked with your legs tightly together. You might ask why I didn't use an empty bottle stopper. I've tried it; an empty bottle stopper makes a noise when you walk in it. For someone who is exposed, revealing their location is a major taboo. (As I mentioned above, the ease with which the soda bottle can go in and out is conditional. First, it must be lubricated. I used to use honey, which worked well at first, but once it dried, it became very sticky, and the bottle would fall out and be difficult to put back in. Later, I switched to lotion. I don't remember the brand, but it was a very cheap one. After applying it to the area, you can try inserting it. First, insert your fingers, one, two, three... until your entire wrist is in. Once your anus is used to it, insert the soda bottle upright. Then stand up and let it fall naturally. After a few tries, you can easily insert it backwards. This process takes about 20 minutes. To avoid injury to the anus, this time is worthwhile. The anus is much tighter than the vagina. I tried to insert the soda bottle into my anus several times, but I failed.) Finally, at 8:45, after everything was ready, I packed all my clothes, pants, boots, and socks into my backpack, picked up the backpack, walked out the door, and locked it. Since I needed to leave the building, I was in big trouble if someone came in and took my things. I hid my backpack behind the trash can in the 7th-floor corridor, since nobody would go to the 7th floor. It was almost time, and I was about to embark on my adventure. I went straight from the 7th floor to the 5th floor. Because of the foreign object in my penis and the fact that I wasn't wearing shoes, I walked very slowly. When I reached the 5th-floor door, I peeked out first, making sure all the classroom lights were off before I came out. I walked from the east side to the west side. Since I hadn't turned off the corridor lights on this floor, it was much more exciting than the 6th floor. I felt an urgent urge to masturbate. When I reached the west side, I spread my legs and pulled out some of the salt soda from my penis, starting to masturbate. However, remembering the real excitement was yet to come, and that masturbating now would ruin my plan, I stopped myself and shoved the bottle deep into my penis. Then I climbed back from the west side to the east side and down to the 4th floor. Nobody was on the 4th floor either. I climbed around and ended up between the 3rd and 4th floors. The third floor was brightly lit, and the sound of teachers lecturing could be heard intermittently, making me shiver. My goal was to get out of this building; I couldn't waste any more time here. I took a deep breath and then rushed downstairs. I started to panic. After reaching the first floor, I walked straight out the door without thinking. A naked woman standing at the entrance of a building was far too conspicuous. I immediately hid in the roadside bushes to see what was happening. Our building was located in a rather secluded spot, about 200 meters to the left of the school's back gate. If it were in front of the Literature and History Department building, I guess I would already be surrounded by onlookers. I observed for a few minutes and found that there was no one on the road nearby. My courage grew. I slowly crawled out of the bushes, sticking my buttocks out directly towards the entrance of the Finance and Economics Department building. If someone came out at this moment, my buttocks and genitals would be on full display. A row of low bushes, about half a meter tall, lined the side road. Afraid someone would see me from afar, I only poked my head out, looking around as I climbed. Under the dim streetlights, I figured it would be hard for anyone to spot me, and it turned out I was right. In the distance, I could hear bicycle bells and the sounds of students chatting and laughing. Each sound aroused me; my **vagina** kept secreting, and the soda bottle slowly slipped out. I felt an increasing urge to masturbate, but I resisted. As I climbed, I realized I'd almost reached 100 meters, almost to the boys' dormitory—a dangerous area where boys returning from their evening outings could easily pass by. I decided to head back to my building; if I went any later, it would be crowded after my night classes. I climbed back to the building entrance, and after confirming no one was around, I quickly entered. Because of the bottle inside, my movements were somewhat restricted. Running made my **painful** throb, and the bottle was about to fall out. I climbed all the way to the third floor in one go. When I thought about going to the fourth floor, I hesitated. I'd already climbed all four floors before, so why not try climbing the third floor too? Having already experienced being outside the building, my courage grew. So, I started climbing! I pushed the bottle deeper into my seat; I didn't want it to fall out halfway up. I took a deep breath and began the biggest attempt of my life.

There are five classrooms on both sides of the three-story building. Three on the left, two on the right, and two toilets. The toilets are on the far west side. I slowly crawled past the door of the first classroom. Although it wasn't very hot, sweat dripped onto the floor, especially down my back, where it was a flood of urine. I couldn't tell if it was sweat or urine. It flowed down my thighs, leaving a deep trail as I crawled. The sounds inside the classroom grew louder. There were lecturers, people kicking chairs, and people talking. I felt like I was naked under their noses, and I couldn't help but masturbate, fantasizing about publicly displaying my genitals and masturbating with something even bigger. Suddenly, a restlessness brought me back to reality. Oh no, it was 10 o'clock! get out of class was over. I didn't have time to go back up to the fourth floor. I'd better hide in the toilets on the west side. I immediately stood up and ran towards the toilets. I hadn't run far when a soda bottle fell to the ground with a thud. That soda bottle had been inside me hundreds of times. Several times it had stayed inside me overnight, and I still had a lot of affection for it. But I couldn't care less now. I rushed into the toilet, went into a stall, and locked the door. I held my breath, not daring to make a sound. Ironically, I went into the men's room, and immediately heard a lot of men chatting outside. Haha, who would have thought there would be a naked woman squatting in the men's room?! I waited until about 10:30, and only when there was no sound outside did I dare to come out. All the lights in the five classrooms were off. Then I went to find the bottle. It had been kicked to a corner far away, covered in dust. I felt like my man had been violated. I picked up the bottle, carefully wiped off the dust, and then deeply inserted my penis. Anyway, this exhibitionism was quite successful. I got back to my dorm before 11 o'clock. My roommates were all asleep. I filled a basin with warm water, wiped myself down, and then went to sleep. After that, I had several similar experiences, the process was similar to the last time, only the range of movement was a bit larger. I tried climbing every floor. Climbing the first floor was truly terrifying. The main entrance was on the east side, and I could hear noises coming from outside from time to time. There was a window on the west side, and passersby could very well see a naked woman crawling on the ground. Moreover, there was no toilet on the first floor. If anything happened, there was nowhere to hide. The corridor was about 60 to 80 meters long, and it took me about 10 minutes to climb back and forth. The thrill of those 10 minutes was unimaginable, especially when climbing back. You wouldn't even know if someone saw you through the window, and you also had to worry about whether someone would pass by the main entrance. (Here I should mention that I have absolutely no sense of time, and I always miscalculate the time when I expose myself. I was planning to buy a watch, but that way it wouldn't be considered completely naked.) My teaching building exposure also had several dangerous accidents. Once, I was climbing back from the west side to the east side on the third floor when suddenly a boy and a girl came down from upstairs. By the time I looked over, they were already laughing and talking as they walked downstairs. I watched them walk past me without reacting. My hands and legs felt like they were out of control; I lay on the ground, unable to move, for a long time. When I came to, I realized I had urinated all over the floor. This was my first time experiencing incontinence. Everyone says incontinence happens when you can't hold it in anymore, but I felt no sensation at all. I only realized I had urinated after I finished. How could I possibly feel anything? I've also experienced fecal incontinence before, but I find it extremely repulsive, so I won't go into details. Luckily, they didn't notice me this time; otherwise, how could I face anyone? Because nothing like this had happened before, I let my guard down that time; otherwise, I would definitely have heard them coming downstairs. Another time, I wasn't so lucky. I was climbing from the west side of the third floor to the east side, and when I was halfway up, someone suddenly came out of the westernmost classroom, probably going to the restroom. The students in the innermost classrooms face east when they reach the restroom, and I'm sure they saw a naked woman crawling on the floor. If their eyesight was good enough, they might have even seen the soda bottle cap sticking out of my vagina. This time, unlike last time, I didn't freeze up. I immediately got up and scrambled back to the seventh floor. As I stood up, my precious bottle fell out again. This time, I was incredibly embarrassed. I think that person saw it too, but he was a bit far enough away to see exactly where the bottle fell out, and he would never have imagined someone would put something so thick inside their vagina. I rushed back to the seventh floor, quickly put on my clothes, and went downstairs. On the third-to-fourth floor corridor, I saw a puddle of urine. It must have been another uncontrollable incontinence. I peeked out to make sure no one was on the third floor, then dashed out of the building. I like exhibitionism, and I like to do it where I know people are around—right under their noses. But once I was discovered, I became much more discreet. Since then, I've never shown myself in the teaching building again; I was afraid that person would be waiting for me.

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