I'm stuck in an airplane sitting in the middle seat next to two judgmental women. I've got diapers on, and I need to go to the bathroom, but there is a long line, so I wait in my seat. Soon I really have to go, but there is still a line, so I try my best to hold it in. Half an hour later I lose control, I feel the warm stream running down the front of my pants, and I feel a large load filling up my butt crack. I'm embarrassed, and the two judgmental women look at me in disgust. They know what I did because they can smell it. The line is fine and I get up to change myself. I walk down the aisle looking down in shame as everyone on the plane gives me a harsh, judgmental glare. I bump into Gael Bernal on accident, and I look up to see him, and he whispers in my ear "Looks like someone needs a change." He grabs my hand and leads me to the bathroom. The next part of the fantasy is different for me each time, but the stuff I already told you is the same. That's my fantasy.