collegecoming-of-age

The Stink

6 chapters

~15 min read

Shawn’s crush catches a whiff of something foul, and when her eyes land on the dark stain spreading down his pants, the air between them turns thick with humiliation and heat. He has nowhere to hide, and she’s not looking away.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Shawn Miller

A 19-year-old with sandy brown hair that flops over his forehead and anxious hazel eyes that dart away whenever his crush walks past. He's lanky and still growing into his limbs, with the kind of nervous energy that makes him knock things over and say the wrong thing at the worst moments. Today he's wearing his favorite gray hoodie with frayed cuffs, and he's never been more terrified in his life.

Maya Torres

A 20-year-old with sharp dark eyes that miss nothing and wavy black hair she tosses over her shoulder when she's amused. She's got an easy confidence in her compact frame, moves through the world like she belongs everywhere, and has a smirk that makes Shawn forget how to breathe. She notices everything about everyone, especially when they're trying to hide something.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

Caught in the Open

Shawn is halfway down the concrete steps outside the humanities building, walking stiff-legged and praying the big bulge in his khakis blends into the gray afternoon light. He hears sneakers behind him, close, and Maya's voice says his name — not loud, not cruel, just certain. He stops. She comes around to face him, her head tilted, her smirk soft and sharp at once. She looks down at the stain, then back up at his face, and says, 'You okay, Miller?' — like she already knows the answer and is waiting to see if he'll lie.

The Couch

He stands in the hallway in the too-big gray sweats and a faded t-shirt that smells like her laundry detergent, his wet hair dripping onto his shoulders. She's curled on the couch with a mug of tea, her knees pulled up, watching him with those dark eyes that miss nothing. She doesn't say anything. Just pats the cushion beside her. He crosses the room and sits, leaving six inches between them, and the silence stretches warm and fragile, filled with the sound of rain starting against the window and the knowledge that she saw everything and stayed.

The Spread

Shawn is halfway down the hall, Maya's folded sweats in his hand, when his stomach cramps hard and low. He freezes, clenching, but the pressure gives way in a hot, wet release that floods his underwear and soaks through the clean khakis in seconds. The fabric darkens at the back of his thighs, a spreading stain he can feel against his skin, and when he turns his head, Maya is standing in the living room doorway, her dark eyes fixed on the evidence traveling down his pants.

Chapter 4

Shawn poops his pants with a solid load and Maya smells him out telling him that he stinks.

Chapter 5

Shawn poops a solid heavy load in his pants near Maya. She starts sniffing the air but he troies to get away from her but he is eventually caught

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