The Mop Bucket
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I decided to be a lot looser with the perspective, forms, and line-work in this one, and I think it paid off --- please let me know what you think!
I might do a more in-depth story for this one if I have time, lol.
But for now, a little synopsis:
Tia and Bailey (in her usual gothic style --- un-dyed hair, etc.) have just arrived at a geek-culture-plus-anime convention late after being stuck for two hours on the horribly-congested freeway! (Nitefield might need to hire some better city planners...) Naturally, they both need to pee very badly; Tia had insisted that the 45-minute drive would be fine and that they could just use the VIP bathrooms at the convention center. The traffic coupled with their rather unwise decision to collaboratively suck-down a gallon of peach tea before departure, meant that this idea had been, in fact, not fine.
But she had to get there; Tia had just finished starring in the first season of a critically-acclaimed, live-streamed tabletop RPG campaign --- and she really needs to be present at the booth to build hype for the next season! Her contract may even hang in the balance! Meanwhile, Bailey was indebted to her "famous" best friend for helping her land a job with the same company as a "general assistant" --- she wasn't not going to follow Tia's lead even as she worryingly fastened her seatbelt over what had already, by that time, become a concerningly-full bladder!
All the support and motivation in the world would not have eased the dire situation that faced them upon their finally "waddling" into the convention hall. In fact, the sheer desperation of nursing delicate, liquid bowling balls clouded their judgement when they decided to skip the long line for the public ladies' room in favor of following a few frantically-waving "fans" who'd appeared in the doorway of a maintenance corridor.
"Follow us," they said...
"We'll keep you out-of-view of the public and get you to the VIP bathrooms quickly," they said...
"We just want to help our favorite actress," they said...
While "out-of-view (and, incidentally, out-of-earshot) of the public" proved to indeed be a feature of where they ended-up... The "ratcheting of cold metal handcuffs around their wrists and stuffing them into a utility closet" part, by contrast, made for a hideously unwelcome surprise.
"Roll a 'Save v.s. Pissing-Yourself '! " quipped the girl in back who was recording the entire affair on her phone when the group closed the closet door.
Now, the two squirming women are trapped with a very conspicuous mop bucket... And the muted giggling with occasional commentary that proceeds outside the door makes it very clear that their captors are sticking-around. Continuing to record. Ready to tear open the door at the first suspicious sound. Poised to expose the first girl who caves to the yellow plastic vessel's offer of euphoric relief...
Perhaps Tia has resigned herself to this fate; she can still make it to her scheduled appearance, even now... Maybe it'd be better to face the "scandal" of her being parked bare-ass over and furiously pissing into a mop bucket in some random online video than to join her co-actors and actresses on-stage in urine-soaked booty shorts. Or, maybe the primal demands of her biology have superseded any semblance of rational thought... In either case, she immediately began rubbing her ass against the wall of the closet in a frantic attempt to work her shorts down, and it appears to be working.
At the same time, Bailey has come to the agonizing realization that she doesn't even have an option. She'll have to hold it to the bitter end.
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