One day, after returning from shopping, I felt a strong urge to urinate and rushed to the toilet at home. The neighborhood association chairman, who was waiting with a garbage bag, tried to stop me, but I managed to reach the entrance despite his attempts. However, my shoes wouldn't come off, and I ended up leaking what I had been holding back. The chairman saw this and I was overwhelmed with shame. Since then, the chairman has been molesting me, getting excited every time he sees me lose control. He seems to genuinely enjoy it…
