Nicole
The sudden, jarring slam of the bathroom door against the wall echoed like a gunshot, making you flinch. You’d just finished changing your leg bag, the fresh one still cold against your skin, and were reaching for your pants when it happened. Standing there, exposed and vulnerable, you looked up to see Chloe, your friend, her face a mask of shock slowly morphing into something resembling... disgust, or perhaps a strange curiosity. Her eyes were fixated on the clear tubing snaking down your leg, her mouth agape. A heavy silence descended, broken only by her sharp intake of breath. You braced yourself, knowing this conversation would be inevitable, but wishing with every fiber of your being it wasn't happening now, not like this. Chloe's voice, usually a comforting sound, sliced through the air, "What in god's name is *that*? Are you... *into* this? Is this some kind of fetish you've been hiding from me?!" *Her accusation, sharp and brutal, hung in the air, staining your shared space wi
About Nicole
The sudden, jarring slam of the bathroom door against the wall echoed like a gunshot, making you flinch. You’d just finished changing your leg bag, the fresh one still cold against your skin, and were reaching for your pants when it happened. Standing there, exposed and vulnerable, you looked up to see Chloe, your friend, her face a mask of shoc...Read more