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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from Babyfxce3 in Important Princess Business (MLP)   
    Decided to post this here because the world could always use more OMO. Please let me know if you enjoy, and if you really like this I'm open for commissions!
     
    Celestia didn't dare stop trotting, even as she became more certain what she was looking for wasn't to be found, because she knew disaster would strike if she stood still. 
    A great sloshing inside of her tortured her at every step, making her vision go blurry with tears as the contents of her bladder rammed against the exit repeatedly and rhythmically each time her hips shifted to walk. It was taking its toll too; she was getting weaker, and soon enough she wouldn't be able to hold it at all... Such a thought almost made her cry, if anything because it was just too horrible to consider. A Princess did not have an accident, especially after sneaking out of an insufferable garden party to find a bathroom!
    The rocking of her lower body from her frantic trotting wasn't helping either, and she could only hope the dampness on her mound was from the sweat beading on her shimmering coat. Oh, the many inconveniences of her brilliant white coloration... A single dribble would shine like a beacon to appearance obsessed ponies, and no amount of damage control could undo such a level of scandal. 
    Whimpering as she turned a corner to another dead end, the mare had to face the truth she'd spent the past fifteen minutes denying; there were no restrooms on this end of the garden after all. It was isolated and well hidden and perfect in every other way, but there was nowhere for her to pee with dignity.
    Dancing on the spot, she tried to control her breathing and think of a plan, having a hard time mulling over ideas with her brain fixated on one thing; relief. All of her thoughts inevitably snapped back to her pressing reality and how good it would be to let go, even if it came at the cost of all her dignity, and denying herself that release was getting harder. Biting her lip, she tried to keep it in any way she could, no longer too concerned with looking regal and instead squirming on the spot in an ungainly potty dance. Both of her thighs felt certain to cramp with how she was shoving them together, but she would have still thrown a hoof back for extra insurance were her long legs not already tangled together. 
    A lifetime of being raised as a Princess made her quite capable of holding and equally afraid of revealing her bodily functions, but she doubted that would keep her secure much longer. It was like invisible forces were tugging at her now, pulling her legs apart and doing their best to pry the floodgates open no matter how she fought... Manners alone weren't going to keep nature's call at bay forever. It was time to accept that a toilet just wasn't going to materialize, no matter how hard she searched, and that she had to face her problem with what she had... which was nothing, at the moment. 
    Keening to herself at a hot spasm rippling across her marehood, she uncrossed and crossed her back legs in a hurry, praying the thin line of warmth dribbling down one of her thighs was just more sweat. Now on the verge of an accident, the mare silently promised her bladder that she'd empty it very soon, provided there were no more leaks.
    Hooves stomping the lush grass into a flat carpet, Celestia cried out in pain and frustration, thankful only that she was alone. Beautiful flowers and plump vegetation surrounded her in a twisted labyrinth that limited visibility to a few feet, giving her some modicum of privacy in her darkest moment and allowing her to try and think. Any other pony would have just done the obvious and taken advantage of the nearest gap in the bushes, but she had never once gone anywhere but a toilet, and despite her desperation she was in no hurry to try. There was no guarantee she'd even be able to do it properly, and she certainly wouldn't enjoy a moment of it... Which was to say nothing of an even worse possibility; what if she was discovered in the act?
    Humiliation bloomed across her face in an intense blush, the very idea of such a scandal making her rump clench to lock in her burden and prevent her nightmare from becoming a reality. The idea sent her panicked mind absolutely wild. What would her subjects think if she was caught urinating amongst the roses? It would be unthinkable! Such a transgression against all that was becoming of her station, and that was to say nothing of what would happen if she was filmed...
    Pain and another feeling she didn't dare acknowledge pulsed through her bladder at the mortifying idea. But all the potential humiliation she was capable of imagining didn't change the one inevitability, she was going to pee, very soon, no matter how desperately she fought. There was just too much to hold, and it was still ramming against her poor urethra like a furious tidal wave demanding freedom, leaving her to squirm and tremble in a dripping sweat as she gasped for air. Magic couldn't save her with all the concentration it required, and the pressure it exerted on the body would have had her spurting before she arrived at her destination. All the missed opportunities to duck away and pee in the palace flashed before her eyes like a final mocking reminder, and she would have traveled back in time just to kick herself for thinking her needs could wait.
    Near to tears, she made the decision she had to, and her long neck stretched upwards in search of some privacy.
    Instinct led her to a tiny alcove off the main path, a curtain of flowers offering a hint of cover as she quickly slipped beneath them and into the tiny clearing beyond. Surrounded by walls of flora to protect her from prying eyes, she figured such an area was the best she could hope for, not that any one spot stood out to her. With no experience to draw from, she looked around at everything, noting all the little dips or crevices that could potentially hold her urine. Being faced with the physical reality of looking for a spot to pee made her pussy clench in a war with nature's calling, leaving her to briefly close her eyes and wrestle for control back before she started gushing into the nearest ditch. 
    Whining and looking about frantically, she just managed not to trip over her locked legs as she saw it; a gap between two bushes with a small depression in the ground beneath. It was just the right size for a large mare, particularly if she dropped her rump to squat, and would let her feel the tiniest bit sheltered. The dip would keep her hooves dry too, provided she was careful.
    Another dribble of what she no longer dared to hope was sweat launched her into action. Unable to believe herself even now, she turned on the spot and aimed her backside for the gap, trying not to trip as she backed up blindly into the corner.
    Tender leaves tickled her pristine ass, almost teasing her with the fact that she was nowhere near a toilet and thoroughly out of her element. There weren't words for what she'd have traded for the cool certainty of a porcelain bowl beneath her... that was to say nothing of an actual door to lock! Having no idea what she was doing, Celestia swallowed her pride and dropped her lower half as she raised her tail, trying to hold onto some modicum of her dignity in the process. It didn't feel like she was at all elegant as she squatted like a common dog, her magic tail rising up to reveal her tight marehood and even tighter asshole to the world. Maneuvering her tail well out of the splash zone, she adjusted her hooves as best she could, holding back the flood only through the power of her nerves. 
    Glancing back at herself with palpable uncertainty, she couldn't help but wince as the flowers she was aiming at seemed to look right back at her, their petals curling almost accusingly in her direction as they sat helpless in her shadow. Deep shame welled up in her belly and she was forced to look away, the silliness of her embarrassment doing nothing to quell it. Of course the plants couldn't actually mind, but she still felt beyond reprehensible, at least for the Royal gardeners. If she'd gone when the opportunity had presented itself, these poor blooms wouldn't be facing a soaking now...
    The final spreading of her legs kick started a reaction in her body so intense her pupils contracted with a gasp, her hooves just keeping their footing where the grass turned to bare dirt as something shifted inside of her. A reservoir of piss sloshed for a final time, the weight of it all moving from her belly to between her legs as her bladder realized she was giving in. Jaw going tight, the mare took one final breath of preparation that became two, which repeated faster and faster until she was nearly hyperventilating on the spot. Her anxiety peaking as the finality washed over her, Celestia stayed committed, though there was no backing out now. Keenly aware she was shaking from the tip of her nose to her exposed mound, the mare felt herself opening up despite her reservations, though it was a slow and tortuous process. 
    Bright sunlight caught her lips just as they managed to relax, the dripping folds spreading to unveil her urethra to the light breeze whistling through the trees. Tender pink lips winked at the flowers now inches from her mound, and a soft sound like none she'd ever made tumbled out of her open mouth as she felt the cool air easing her to release.
    There was no need for conscious decisions, not that she would have been capable of one anyway, for her body to decide it was time. This being more or less her decision didn't stop her from tensing reflexively when the muscles she'd overworked finally relaxed and let it happen.
    Countless glasses of tea and punch that she'd downed to avoid conversation took their sweet time getting through the exit, but she still felt the heat when they started to escape, the fat beads of urine forming on her marehood like tiny pearls before they fell. For all of her desperation, the flow started as nothing more than droplets coming out one after the other, their sluggish movement almost mocking her in the face of her predicament. After almost pissing herself and finally giving in just before it was too late, this was all she had to pee?
    Thankfully for her, the droplets began to multiply and hasten their journey in short order, coming out faster and closer together until they were a thin waterfall that cascaded to the ground below. Tasting the relief she'd been so eager for, Celestia tried not to interrupt herself, hopeful that it would continue to speed up. Her wish was granted as a pleasant warmth began to radiate from her marehood, and a few seconds of further buildup allowed the flow to gain enough speed to arc away from her pussy, the thin spout of pee merrily singing its song as it pattered into the earth. Now she was starting to feel actual relaxation, which made it all the easier for her tinkle to thicken the little bit more it needed to bridge the gap between herself and the flowers. For all of their apparent complaints, the plants soaked up her little rainstorm as if they were fully parched, leaves angling as much of the spray as possible to the thirsty roots. With that, she finally felt what she was looking for, the start of true relief.
    Celestia would have moaned if not still in so much shock, the delightful pattering of her stream against the flowers making her spread her legs and lean forward to help it flow.
    Musical tinkling filled the air as she peed more forcefully, the droplets raining down from leaf to leaf before soaking into the earth at her hooves, leaving an unmistakable patch of wetness in their wake. Her stream continued to sparkle in the dappling sun as it rained down on the leaves and petals framing her hefty backside, leaving them as soaked as if a summer rain had been unleashed. Soon the soft sound was intensifying into an unmistakable hiss as her overstretched bladder started contracting to force the urine out as fast as her body allowed. A thick cascade began gushing out forcefully enough to push the plants branches about and make them sway, resulting in a few more tickles to her rump that she no longer minded. If anything, the nature was just a part of the fun, reminding her that even if she couldn't help it she was acting very unbecoming of a Princess.
    A curious desire to check on herself rose up and refused to be dashed, and with a final glance at the exit to be sure she was alone, Celestia decided to give in. Preparing to loom back with her long neck, the mare subconsciously pushed, pissing so hard it would be a miracle if she wasn't heard before she was seen, not that she was as horrified by that as she should have been. Suddenly the image of a handsome stallion stumbling across her like this was... enough to make her wet with more than just urine.
    Ignoring her fantasies, the mare turned her head and craned her neck, getting a perfect view of her ass amongst the leaves. A stream of truly impressive power surged out of her almost parallel to the earth, pushing right through the branches and threatening to strip the bush to its bark. Piss was already dripping from each individual leaf, the literal golden shower sparkling even as it foamed in the growing puddle behind her. Pride filled her chest at the sight; she was peeing all that, with so much more to go? Even for a mare of her size, it was an impressive feat of holding, and more importantly felt so wonderfully good.
    All of her worries seemed to flow out with her stream, allowing her to relax and sigh whilst she took the time to savor the release. Unrepentant in her delight, she kept her head facing backwards as she wiggled her hips, letting her stream go from side to side to ensure everything got a thorough watering. A fine mist was sent through the air as high velocity piss spattered against solid branches, sending a few back to cover her exposed ass. She couldn't have cared less about the mess with all the fun she was having.
    All she could ask herself was; why had she waited this long to go, and gotten in such a panic? There was nothing but bliss on her expression as she watched the ground sag under so much liquid and felt her bladder shrink in tandem. Relief mixed with pleasure made relaxing much easier as she settled in her squat, tail waving back and forth over her head as she moaned in delight. 
    As she hit half of her capacity, the mare made sure to push again, wanting the entire reservoir cleared. What had once been fine tea in gorgeous crystal cups gushed down to the earth without a care, forming a lake that filled the small depression completely. The same part of her that had fought this was now reveling in it, and she could feel her mound pulsing in one very particular spot, her throbbing clit soaked in her piss. Holding it for so long had made her exceptionally sensitive too, allowing her to really enjoy herself.
    Feeling her stream fluctuate, Celestia took a moment to catch the breath she didn't realize she'd lost, the sweat of her exertion still dripping down her body. Bladder no longer bulging from her middle, she set about finishing up, closing her eyes and savoring the end just as she had the beginning. The stream lagged quickly from the dropping pressure, leaving her to squeeze down so the remaining quantity could be freed. Lips parting on both ends, Celestia let the last of the hot piss flow until it went from a stream to dribble, the arc lagging until it no longer cleared her pussy. She couldn't stop herself from putting on a small smile, the final dribble slinking down her pussy to tickle her inner thigh before dropping off and leaving her empty quite suddenly.
    Clear thought returned with a small sigh, though the full realization of what she'd done took a moment to dawn on the royal mare. Still quivering from exertion and excitement, she rose to her full height slowly, standing from her squat with a few careful steps forward. Piss dripped from her sopping pussy with every step, and she became aware of a not insignificant amount that had just splashed back onto her ass. Only now starting to think of how to clean up, she stood shakily on her long legs, breathing deeply before she did an about face to behold her efforts.
    A pony sized portion of the bush was soaked to the point of sagging, and the ground below had fared no better, the fertile earth dark and wet beneath the lake she'd made. Blushing hard, Celestia took a few further steps back to clear herself from the mess, embarrassed but feeling quite... excited by her decision. It looked like a creature twice her size had made that mess, and that was as thrilling as it was flattering; she'd held all that in, all morning? How strong of a bladder did she have?
    A distant laugh pulled her from her fun, reminding her that the garden party was still on and she had most likely been noticed as missing by now. If she didn't hurry ponies would come looking, and it wouldn't take a particularly bright individual to tell what she'd just been doing. Savoring this unexpected fun would have to be done later, when the gardens were really empty and she wasn't dripping from her trip to the bathroom. Speaking of which...
    Limited options led her to the large and dry leaves of a nearby tree, which she plucked using her magic and brought to her muzzle for a quick inspection. Not finding any sign of dirt and too pressed for time to do a thorough check, she ruled them good enough, blushing again as she spread her legs and raised her tail.
    A sopping pussy met the leaves with a tiny gasp from her, though she pressed on through her mixed uncertainty and arousal to take care of business. Softness against her marehood soaked up what it could, though there was quite a mess to be cleaned, resulting in her selecting multiple batches of leaves to wipe with. Even with a very real need to rush the mare had to take a moment to savor the feeling of her clit being caressed, her arousal letting the leaves all but glide between her lips.  Scattering the soiled fronds over her puddle when she finished, she hoped everything would dry before anypony wandered by, as there was no hiding that something had happened here.
    When she was as certain as could be she was clean, Celestia held her head high and left her secret alcove, keeping its location thoroughly in the back of her mind as she navigated her way back to the party. Any witnesses would have thought her small smile to be nothing more than a polite expression humoring the party atmosphere, but she knew there was a gleam of naughty delight in her eyes. No amount of propriety would allow her to hide just how much she'd enjoyed herself. As the sounds of the party grew louder, she sighed in bliss. This had been a most unexpected bit of excitement on a very boring day.
    "Your Majesty!" 
    A white Pegasus in full armor cried out as he caught sight of her, though she was calm and merely greeted him with a smile and a nod as he ran to her side. Dropping into an out of breath bow, the stallion huffed through his words, which tumbled out at a mile a minute. "We were just sent out to look for you! Is everything alright? Did something happen?"
    "Everything's quite fine!" she assured with a polite wave of her hoof, encouraging the guard to follow so they could assure the others. Thoroughly relieved, the stallion nodded and followed with a salute, looking quite pleased with himself to be returning with the Princess. Chuckling to herself, Celestia waved her tail from side to side, savoring the lingering tingle of her release. 
    This was truly the greatest garden party she'd ever attended.
     
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    Cupcakes85 reacted to MaleOmoLover16 in Fic Requests   
    hi! New member here decided a nice way to introduce myself to the community would be through some fic requests! I'm only gonna be doing male content for now as that's what I specialise in! My rules are only no scat or messing,no padded and no abdl! On that note get requestimg,I'm currently in the mood to write some Marvel,Helluva Boss,ASOIAF or Furry stuff but I'll take any requests!
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    Cupcakes85 reacted to Apan in The assistants of Katherine Andrews: Laura's long day   
    Right, time to make amends, dig through the personal archives and put to rest some unfinished business. Old-time readers may remember that years ago there was this epic (and by the time of my own endeavour still unfinished) fiction of one Katherine Andrews who had made a habit out of hiring gorgeous young women for assistants at her company, only to explore the thrills of getting them desperate whenever the occasion arose. The original thread, not courtesy of myself, featured one Danielle about whom you can read via the first link below. One particular exposition about her predecessors sparked my imagination and way back when I posted two stories but for whatever reason I neglected to release the third one. Reading through it once again all this time later, I've decided it's only fair to get it out there to complete the trilogy. With the benefit of hindsight, I would probably employ different wordings here and there had I written it today, but I decided not to tamper with it and will post it as it was.
    For context, here are the previous threads, the first one referring to the story on which all of these are based:
    Laura's first day
    Hannah and the business presentation
    With that out of the way, let me talk you through Laura's other fateful day.
    Part 1
     
    Laura arrived at her job as usual just before 8 AM. She rode the elevator up to the top floor of the Andrews Corporation where she had been employed just about five weeks ago as Ms. Andrew's assistant. She was replacing Hannah, a blonde girl who had quit her job as the assistant after just two weeks for some reason, but being the polite and well-mannered young girl, Laura didn't want to enquire too much in other people's pasts. It wasn't her business and shouldn't be of her interest.
     
    The elevator ground to a halt as it arrived at the office floor and Laura stepped out. She greeted the security guard sitting right outside the door leading into her and her boss's office department.
     
    "Morning, ma'am", he casually greeted her from behind his desk as Laura blipped her ID card through the card reader, letting her in through the door.
     
    "Good morning!" she replied to the guard as she passed through. She had fallen very well into her role as part of the company and by now she knew exactly the chores of the day. This was quite an ordinary day; she would spend the morning booking meetings as usual and working on a couple of presentations, then in the afternoon she would attend a board meeting with selected people of the company staff. The meeting was actually a rather important one as they would draw up the company guidelines for the upcoming six months and there was a lot happening in their business at the moment. She would also have an early lunch out on the town with Katherine at a restaurant of her boss's choosing, where they would prepare the meeting and Katherine would also talk a bit about Laura's future in the company. She was really excited about what her boss would have to say about that.
     
    Laura had proven herself to be quite a workhorse and it hadn't taken long for Katherine to appreciate Laura's strong work ethic. Katherine knew by now that she could easily rely on Laura to take care of the more mundane administrative tasks behind her back so that she herself could concentrate on being the head of the company. There had been a couple of bumps in the road, particularly during Laura's first day at work, but she had settled down into her role just fine.
     
    "Good morning, Miss Andrews", Laura said as she entered her office besides Katherine's
     
    "Good morning, Laura", Katherine replied with a deadpan expression. Laura actually appreciated Katherine's stern manners, not relying on shallow gleefulness but rather being straight to the point in her interactions. Katherine in turn appreciated Laura's humble discipline, knowing her well enough to trust her to get right to work with her tasks for the day. She was really impressed with Laura's achievements during her stint at the company.
     
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    Well inside her office, Laura put aside her business jacket. Katherine glanced at her pretty assistant from inside her office. Laura was wearing a sexy, big-collared red satin blouse, unbuttoned and wide open at the neck revealing a gold necklace against her fair and smooth skin, a tight grey pencil skirt reaching down just below her knees and black pantyhose underneath. She couldn't help getting a bit turned on at the mere sight of this lovely young girl and she had indeed made some subtle efforts to subject Laura to desperation during the last few weeks. Laura was equipped with quite a large bladder though, and despite Katherine's efforts to keep her from a restroom, Laura had always managed to make it until she could safely land onto the toilet seat at last.
     
    Apart from Laura's first day, when she was trapped in Katherine's company car on the way from an excruciating meeting and eventually soaked herself and the car with a spectacular amount of pent up urine, Katherine hadn't managed to set up Laura for a wet ending to her previous desperations. In all honesty, Katherine did have at least some qualms against manipulating her new assistant since Laura had proven to be such a good co-worker, so she didn't want to push things too far so as to risk exposing her manipulative perversions.
     
    But as of now, Katherine felt that enough water had run under the bridge since that incident in the car a few weeks ago and had secretly decided to take some calculated measures to set up Laura for an interesting day. With her enormous bladder capacity, there was potential for a really grand outcome given the vast amount of urine she could contain before the breaking point. One such measure was already established and would manifest itself at around 10:50 AM, when they would have their morning break.
     
    By 8:15 Laura was already on the phone with a potential business partner, setting up a future meeting. She had a glass of water on her desk on which she frequently sipped to moisten her throat. She had a habit of consuming quite a lot of water during her telephone bookings due to all the talking and today was no exception. After about half an hour she had already consumed two full glasses, constantly refilling from a big water bottle. Katherine smirked at the prospects.
     
    "I think we can reschedule and squeeze you in on the... 2nd of June, perhaps? Would that work out for you?" Laura was doing away with her scheduled bookings one by one and the morning almost flied by unnoticeably. By 10:00 she was starting to feel a bit desperate, having consumed no less than five glasses of water, all in addition to the large mug of coffee she had had for breakfast only after relieving herself at home just after getting up from bed. She shifted in her seat, mildly rubbing her knees back and forth together. She would definitely have to make a stop at the bathroom when the break came up.
     
    Approaching break time, Laura put down the phone on the last of the clients on her booking list and glanced at the clock on the wall, seeing that it was just about 15 minutes until her first break. She was already quite desperate and couldn't help moving her right leg back and forth while twisting her ankle around. She went through her bookings and started organizing them on her computer, estimating it to take just about the time it was left until her break. She tried to sit still but her bladder kept sending signals to her brain that it wanted to be emptied soon.
     
     
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    At 10:50 she had gone through all the bookings in the calendar and sent out invitations by mail to all the clients. It was finally break time and she immediately stood up and walked out of her office. As she approached the toilet out in the hall she heard Katherine calling on her from inside her office.
     
    "Laura! I see that you're on your way to your break. I just need to tell you that our restroom up here is temporarily out of order, if you were thinking about using it!"
     
    Laura stopped in the hallway and turned toward the door opening into her boss's office.
     
    "Oh... okay... thanks for letting me know. What is wrong with it?"
     
    "The flushing mechanism is broken. There will be a plumber here by lunch to fix it, they said it will probably be up and running during the afternoon." Katherine returned. She couldn't help but crack a smile as she informed Laura of the temporary inconvenience, but since Laura was listening from around the corner, she could get away with it.
     
    "Okay, thanks Miss Andrews"
     
    Laura didn't want to give away her need if she didn't have to but she went straight back to her office to collect her ID card so that she could get out and take the elevator down to the lobby and use the restroom there. After retrieving her card she marched out through the hallway, through the door and further onward to the elevator. As she waited for the elevator she had time to reflect about her need. She was quite desperate already but still manageable, she didn't have to make a show of it and openly hold herself or something. She stood upright and casually with her arms folded and no one who watched her would suspect a thing regarding her urinary status.
     
    The elevator arrived, she stepped in and proceeded to descend to the ground floor. Well at the bottom, she stepped out into the corridor leading to the lobby. She walked with determined steps towards the lobby and further onward towards the bathrooms located in another hallway on the other side. As Laura entered the hallway she noticed that the door to the bathroom was open and heard a thumping noise and what sounded like splashing water.
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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from Pachishock in Pony Pee Stories   
    I'm posting this first story of what will hopefully be a number to follow! I'll add general tags and warnings to the front of each fic, and if you like what you see, feel free to leave a request or contact me about commissions!
    This particular piece was actually inspired by some great art you can find here; https://derpibooru.org/images/1812250?q=artist%3Aithinkitsdivine
    Feedback is always welcome too!
    Rainbow Dash was almost thankful the train car was empty save for Twilight, but couldn't really be grateful for anything she was enduring. She'd have already died of embarrassment if anypony else could have seen her sorry state. But with her struggling to keep her bladder in check like a little filly, it was already too humiliating for her to bear, even without an audience…
    Legs crossed in a vice, the muscular mare kept one hoof shamefully buried between her thighs at all times to maintain pressure on her marehood. It was all she could do to keep the flood from gushing over her seat and cascading to the floor. Trying not to jostle her bulging bladder, she angled her head to gaze out the window and look down the tracks, almost weeping when she caught sight of the station in the distance. It was nothing more than a flimsy building and a few trees in the middle of nowhere, but it had to have a bathroom. All she had to do was hold it a little longer, then the nightmare would be over, and she trusted her friend not to ever speak of it again. Nopony would know how close she came to an accident.
    "Just seven more minutes, Rainbow Dash." Twilight encouraged from the seat opposite hers, her expression one of gentle reassurance. Not daring to meet her friend's gaze, Rainbow tried not to whine at the misguided encouragement, now keenly aware of every second ticking by thanks to the introduction of a countdown. The very beating of her heart was like a badgering drum against her bladder, the rhythmic spasms making her legs twitch every time the pain rocked her floodgates. A weaker pony would have been quaking in their own puddle by now, especially with the repetitive pain making it so tempting to let go. Granted, she was still far from in the clear, and a lot could happen in a few minutes…
    Ka-THUNK!
    A bump on the track jostled her floodgates like an earthquake and tested her theory all at once. Even with the strength of a Wonderbolt, she felt a burst of warmth rush over her underhoof and spread through her folds. Icy dread pitched through her stomach, and with a panicked shift of her legs to regain control she felt a second hot spurt sprinkle between her thighs. Praying Twilight hadn't noticed, she clamped down with her wet hoof harder than ever, pressing so tightly on her marehood it burned. Any amount of pain was worth bearing if it meant she didn't pee herself, especially after all she'd done to hold it these past few hours! Folded legs trembled like leaves in the wind as she grit her teeth.
    Chest heaving as she teetered on another leak, Rainbow Dash looked again to the window. Between tears and the fog of her breath it took a terrifying moment for her to locate the building she'd seen in the distance. By a miracle she didn't care to question, the station was now moments away down the track, and an outhouse was clearly visible at its side. She merely needed to fly a few measly feet once they came to their stop and she'd be free.
    Twilight jumped to her hooves just as the train started to slow down, fully aware of the severity of the situation and how not a moment could be wasted. Equally cognizant of how easily she could fail at the finish line, Rainbow Dash took a few precious moments to carefully unfurl her wings and alight, the momentum of the car coming to a halt sending her bladder sloshing most painfully and slowing her down considerably. By the time she was airborne there were tears blurring her vision, which was to say nothing of the blush rising across her cheeks. She didn't need anypony to tell her she looked ridiculous flapping along with her hoof buried between her crossed legs. Judging by the draft over her rump, she also had a not insignificant bit of damage from her leaks… A quick turn of her head revealed a few shameful droplets across the chair she was leaving behind.
    Ever the faithful friend, Twilight accessed her magic and opened the door to the car the instant they were stopped, bypassing the controls in a desperate bid for the sake of her friend. "I've got the door, hurry across to the-!"
    Rainbow didn't let her finish, too far gone to offer gratitude or to care about how cool she looked zipping out of the train with her hooves clamped between her legs. Aiming for the outhouse, she flew faster than she should have at such a short distance, so desperate for relief she didn't care about safety. It was all coming down to the wire. Every beat of her wings sent a burst of pressure down her belly she didn't have the strength to overcome, resulting in a series of spurts she was powerless to stop, save by pressing her tail against her labia and sacrificing her rainbow hair. Warm piss squirting in her wake, she prayed her tail wouldn't be too soaked by the time she pried it back from her marehood…
    She was so seduced by the prospect of relief that she failed to notice the sign hanging on the outhouse until she was flaring her wings in a panic and braking to a halt. 
    Every word hit her like a kick to the bladder.
    Out of Order
    The sign hung low and dusty and unkempt, giving no hope of a last minute janitor to the rescue.
    "Oh come on…" she wheezed in defeat, a hot dribble gushing past her hoof and tickling down her leg to patter on the wood below. Of course, the one outhouse for miles, and it was broken. She wasn't going to make it. Crushing humiliation almost knocked her to the ground, her blush spreading from her muzzle to the tips of her ears in a crimson rush of heat. It was all for nothing; she was at her limit, barely able to fly, and there wasn't a bathroom in sight… 
    Twilight gasped in horrified sympathy for her friend as she hovered before the broken bathroom, but wasted no time before looking for a solution, refusing to accept defeat even as Dash tinkled onto the platform with increasing force and volume. Spinning on the spot, she searched every corner of the unoccupied station for a last minute substitute to an outhouse.
    Sweat dripping over her brow as piss dribbled down her thighs, Rainbow Dash shook with a sob, helpless to her impending accident. Not even the grip of her hoof was enough to keep it all in. A thin tinkle was coming out without interruption, and by the time she realized she couldn't stop she had already let out too much, the fur about her folds growing soaked with her unstoppable leaks… Tears burned the corners of her eyes as she squeezed them tightly shut. "I can't… I-I'm gonna…"
    Reasoning that any waterproof container was better than none, Twilight pointed to the only one in sight, shouting to get her friend's attention. At this point, the best they could hope for was to salvage the situation. "Dash, use the trash can!"
    Snapping her eyes open and twisting her head around, the leaking Wonderbolt felt her stomach lurch in humiliation at the sight before her; Twilight pointing frantically, the lone dusty bin, and her out of time... It was bad enough she was this desperate to begin with, but was she truly so out of options she'd plant herself on a trashcan? 
    The most painful spasm yet from her bladder answered the question for her; yes, she would, and she'd do so posthaste!
    Trying not to cry in front of her friend, Rainbow furrowed her brows and turned her whole body, struggling not to keen at the pain of every wingbeat. Hooves dripping and legs criss crossed with piss, the mare lurched forward and didn't let another spurt stop her progress, the trashcan now beckoning her with the consolation prize of relief from her nightmare. By now the agony was ever present and overwhelming, her bladder spasming and her marehood throbbing, and the last few moments of enduring her torment stretched out to mirror eternity. It was almost impossible to think, let alone to fly across the tiny platform that stretched on forever, with her body fixating on nothing but obtaining relief. Sweet Celestia, she was like an overfilled water balloon… It didn't seem much of a stretch to say she was going to burst and flood the train station. Heat filled every inch of her as she closed in on her target and the long awaited release finally became a reality.
    Barely able to think, the mare relied on instinct to help her move into position, her hooves leaving her crotch to grab hold of the can. Exposure to the cool air immediately let a thin dribble of piss escape without obstacle, but she let it happen, setting her jaw as tiny streamlets danced down her thighs and over her legs. Prying away her tail also encouraged her strengthening release, the soaked rainbow hairs moving aside to allow a constant series of spurts to rain on the wood in her wake. It couldn't have been more obvious that she was about to burst.
    Taking deep breaths, the mare reached out with a single hoof and secured it atop the trash can, preparing to seal her rump over the admittedly perfectly sized hole-
    Then, it happened, quite without warning and well before she was in position. Her body hit its limit, just as she raised her leg up to mount her impromptu toilet, and with Twilight at the perfect vantage point to catch everything.
    She was unprepared when the call of nature overpowered her defenses in a single motion, and had only a rush of heat through her bladder to warn her before her floodgates crashed down in a single stroke. Endorphins rushed through her veins as wet heat flooded her mound, her pupils contracting to mere pinpricks. Reflexively, her tail flipped completely up and out of the way, making room for her surging stream just as it burst through. Hot piss cascaded to the ground without obstacle, and her legs only spread to grant it passage, the flow hissing loudly and proudly before pattering against the dusty wood below. Crying out in humiliation, Rainbow Dash nearly dropped out of the sky as she battled herself for control, wings flapping desperately out of sync as she clung to the rim of the can for stability. The turbulent flight merely sent her stream wobbling as it rained into the growing puddle below, the surging flood coming out in an occasional spray as her strong muscles clamped helplessly to try and stop the flow.
    Just out of range, Twilight startled at the dramatic burst of piss, her eyes going wide as the Pegasus began raining down on the platform. She'd never seen a pony have an accident, and never would have anticipated it happening to a mare like Rainbow Dash, but here they were. Unable to stop peeing, the always tough Rainbow Dash cried out in humiliation, tears streaming down her cheeks as her face lit up with crimson shame. She was having an accident, like a little foal! The wood was submerged by a lake of urine that streamed down through the slats just a tad slower than she added to it, allowing the edges to expand out as the puddle bubbled beneath her shower.
    Rainbow sobbed as she continued to humiliate herself, unable to stop when there was still so much that needed to come out. Worse than the fact she was peeing herself, it felt incredible, even with how she squirmed in resistance sending a massive amount of her stream surging down her legs… Fresh tears rushed down her cheeks as she felt the warm urine soaking into her fur, but there was no stopping her jaw from slacking as the bliss of relief started to tingle in her marehood. Humiliation didn't prevent this from feeling like heaven.
    Getting a very personal show, the Princess of Friendship found herself enraptured, her capacity for planning under pressure working only on autopilot. Summoning the gentlest of her spells, she grabbed Rainbow Dash in a levitational hold, lifting the peeing pony as she continued to relieve herself. Something within her pulsed most delightfully when she took control of the situation. Though the rainbow haired mare gasped and snapped her eyes open when she was lifted, she didn't protest when she quickly deduced what was happening. 
    Fresh mortification bloomed in her gut as she was maneuvered over the trash can like a helpless doll, her stream still surging and splashing over the rim of the can before Twilight managed to get her lined up properly. As gently as one would handle a statue of glass, the Princess set her friend down atop the can, unconsciously keeping a hold on her even as she stopped supporting her weight. Rainbow Dash closed her eyes as she was settled over the hole, her release speeding up reflexively now that there was a container to catch the mess. Sighing shakily, she stopped trying to hold it in and took advantage of the modicum of privacy the can offered. Dripping from the haunches back, she pushed down on her shrinking bladder as she entered the latter half of her release, whimpering at the realization she'd gotten more on the ground than in a container.
    Regaining some of her composure, Twilight made a point to look away and give Rainbow what privacy she could. Granted, averting her eyes didn't stop her from hearing the ongoing release, or feeling all the things it triggered inside of her… Though the sound was muffled by the bin, the Rainbow Dash was still pissing an absolute waterfall into the empty trashcan, and the hiss of her release bordered on impressive as it cascaded down into the growing pool at the bottom. Her friend had really held it in for her…
    "Ahhh…"
    Rainbow let out a tiny sigh as she savored a bit of her relief. The bulge of her bladder was now almost flat on her front, and the pressure she'd been suffering under was finally fading away. Though she could have probably stopped her stream with only a third of her burden remaining, she decided to finish, clenching down to speed up her lagging stream. Securing another bathroom would have been far too much trouble.
    They sat in silence, save for the weakening waterfall echoing through the bin, which told them both Rainbow was winding up. Her stream fluctuated and lagged even as she pushed down, thinning further as the ocean of piss was reduced to nothing more than a tinkle. Closing her eyes, the athletic mare listened as the last drops fell into the puddle below. A lingering sob made her sniffle.
    "I'm… I'm all done." she croaked, voice even raspier after all she'd endured. In the middle of a very impressive amount of piss, she wasn't sure she'd ever felt smaller. Recognizing her friend's plight moved her to action, but Twilight couldn't stop herself from noting every little detail along the way.
    "It's okay…" she soothed, gathering every trace of wetness she could find and teleporting it into the bin. Though the hot sun would dry up everything in less than an hour, she figured they would be better off keeping things out of sight. At least they hadn't been interrupted, and the entire area was still free of witnesses. When the platform was as dry as they'd found it, she tried to approach her friend, ignoring how her heart hammered at the memories so fresh in her mind. 
    "N-no it's not…" Rainbow sniffled, eyes shut as she remained parked over the can. Soaked from the haunches back in her own piss, the mare felt like less of a Wonderbolt than ever before. Trying not to cry fresh tears, she hid her eyes behind the dryer of her two hooves. "I had an accident."
    Unable to stand seeing her friend so upset, the Princess of Friendship rushed in, standing on her hind legs and laying her front against the bin.
    "You wouldn't have if the outhouse had been working!" she pointed out, plucking the mare off the bin. Her normal shade of blue was notably darker where she'd soiled herself, which was unfortunately most of her lower body, with the worst of it being the sopping fur around her mound. Eyes lingering on the soft folds, she carefully stripped the wetness away and transported it into the bin. Rainbow didn't protest the instantaneous drying. Biting her lip in thought, Twilight carefully set down her uncharacteristically quiet friend before offering another reassurance. "Or if… you hadn't come here to accompany me-"
    "You didn't make me come." Rainbow retorted quickly, standing on quaking legs to face the mare that had done so much for her. Still unable to look her in the eye, she mumbled an additional reply as she shifted the weight in her back hooves, not wanting to get distracted by how much better she felt. "It's not your fault…"
    "Then it's not yours, either." Twilight assured pointedly, refusing to accept any argument to the contrary. Rainbow Dash didn't want to let on how grateful she truly was, lest she cry again, so she merely nodded. Somehow, someday, she'd repay her friend for this kindness.
    She just didn't have the smallest clue as to how.
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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from LifeIsStrange in Pony Pee Art   
    Got some ridiculously detailed pieces, I hope you like them!


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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from LifeIsStrange in Pony Pee Art   
    The second shaded run in a series that's already been posted in full flat colors on my Derpibooru; the full Mane 6 are coming! Along with alternative versions

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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from LifeIsStrange in Pony Pee Art   
    The first shaded run in a series that's already been posted in full flat colors on my Derpibooru; the full Mane 6 are coming! Along with alternative versions 😉

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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from LifeIsStrange in Pony Pee Art   
    Another fantastic commission, this time of her Majesty being made to pee in a most indignifying way. I’ll leave the speaker to your imagination.

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    Cupcakes85 reacted to AlphaHyoudou in AlphaHyoudou's Commission Thread   
    This thread begins here with the first commission...! Although with a very unfortunate fate behind it, those who belong to the Discord server will know about it...
    But not everything is dark, there are still people with great kindness! I thank you a lot for the love and support that you always give me, I love you all a lot too :')

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    Cupcakes85 reacted to AlphaHyoudou in AlphaHyoudou's Commission Thread   
    Here I will post all the commissions I make!
    *Prices:
    $6 per drawing (Lineart and small details in color, no background)
    +$3 for: Backgrounds, extra character and complex clothing.
     
    *Things I DON'T do:
    -Male characters.
    -Furry (anthropomorphic or not)
    -Messing (Scat or any derivative)
    -Guro (blood, gu*ts, etc..)
    (I just do pretty vanilla things)
    To have better contact with me, send me a DM to my Discord (AlphaDM#6734), You can also send a DM there if you want to have more information about it 😉
    Here is a sample of my art, so you can get an idea of my work 😄
     






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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from aumonier95 in Robo/Furry Omo   
    Only YOU can prevent forest fires... by peeing on them, as Flora the park ranger here so helpfully demonstrates! I had never put this much effort into shading before but I think it's worth it here!

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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from aumonier95 in Robo/Furry Omo   
    Can you tell Kita is my favorite? Her offscreen coach will be appearing soon, but for now it's just her working hard to fill the bottle as fast as possible for her training.

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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from aumonier95 in Robo/Furry Omo   
    Technically she's a scaley, but I think this lovely lady more than deserves a spot in here! I went a little overboard on her design, hehe...

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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from aumonier95 in Robo/Furry Omo   
    Trying something new, once again with Kita, who may now be my favorite character to draw... I don't believe I've ever drawn something this detailed, but boy did it pay off!! What do you think?
     

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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from aumonier95 in Robo/Furry Omo   
    Got a new character in a cleaner style to challenge myself, here's Kita the racehorse... Pissing like a racehorse. Sometimes you get a little too hydrated! Feedback is always welcome 😄
    Also just want to say, I'm open for commissions in this style! $30 for the character of your choice!

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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from aumonier95 in Robo/Furry Omo   
    I got a request from Captain Snackbeard over on Discord to draw their character, a lovely Elite, taking a much needed pee on the job and here she is! Good thing that armor has a nice little hatch!
     

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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from aumonier95 in Robo/Furry Omo   
    More shark girl because I can! I like to imagine here she forgot which restroom was under repair, made a run for the wrong one at the end of her shift as lifeguard, and didn't have a chance to turn back... At least she's in a swimsuit! I've never really succeeded in drawing expressions but here I think I did okay! Any suggestions/requests for what species/scenarios to draw next?
     

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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from aumonier95 in Robo/Furry Omo   
    Per a suggestion in the Discord, Miia! I tried to play around with exactly how she could have an accident, and I had fun!

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    Oh i adore robot omo, definitely a cute one
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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from rebeljaffa in Pony Pee Stories   
    I've got another one, this time about a royal horse and a ball with too many lines, and you the reader are her guard who has to help her try and get to a bathroom in time! I hope you all enjoy! You can commission me if you like this, and if nothing else, please let me know how I can improve!
     
    For all of her natural authority, regal command, and effortless grace, Princess Luna had precious little ability to hide what bothered her, no matter how embarrassing the issue at hoof was. That didn't stop her from trying to hide things, mind you. The Princess of the Night was famously secretive and proud. 
     
    You knew all that well, as one of her most trusted guards, but you were clinging to some hope that her subjects were too dazzled by her royalty to notice anything amiss…
     
    Because it was very obvious to you that her majesty needed to pee.
     
    Atop the dais that held their thrones and beheld from a distance, Princess Luna appeared to only be rocking her hips from side to side in simple appreciation for the steady music. Close as you were, you could see the unfortunate truth. The base of her tail was clamped firmly in place over her marehood, likely to help her keep the floodgates sealed in the middle of a crowded castle, and her haunches were tense as a board. Then there was the sweat starting to shimmer on her coat, the way her rump clenched and her legs crossed and uncrossed, and the expression of increasing discomfort and concern on her face. Faint sounds of considerable urgency slipped from her muzzle every time she had enough space between herself and her subjects.
     
    You were in crisis mode yourself, because as her guard for the evening, surely you had to do something?!
     
    A constantly watching crowd made you hesitant to act. Luna was doing an excellent job appearing chipper when ponies approached her, though for the first time ever you were grateful she was receiving much less fanfare than Celestia. The more popular princess was attracting most of the crowd, and in the process, unknowingly leaving her sister some precious moments of freedom to catch her breath. Quite literally; you noticed Luna was starting to become winded, her sides expanding for deep gulps of air as she began to feel the exertion of her efforts. That was to say nothing of the bulge on her middle, where a balloon sized swell was making the fullness of her bladder known to the outside world. The Princess was running out of time.
     
    Thankfully, she was smart enough to know that. Cyan eyes turned to you damp with tears of panic, a painful admission of need in their depths, and you hurried to her side without delay.
     
    "Your majesty, are you alright?" you whispered in a hurry, almost tripping over yourself to help. There was no delicate way to say it, but time was obviously running out and the two of you needed to do something quickly to avoid… an unfathomable diplomatic tragedy. Still, you tried to be tactful with your words. 
     
    A small cough disguised your next question. "Do we need to… leave?"
     
    —///—
     
    Luna felt her knees threaten to give as a fresh wave of humiliation crashed over her, your awareness of her emergency making things all the worse. It was bad enough that she was in this situation, but for it to be so obvious that you knew she was in such ridiculously dire need of a toilet… You were the last pony she ever would want to see her in such a state. However, her most loyal and trusted of guards, she also had to take some comfort in the fact it was you who was standing beside her at this precarious moment. With you she had a fighting chance.
     
    "Yes!" she hissed through clenched teeth, a single tear dropping down her cheek as her bladder trembled through a spasm. Thankfully her billowing mane shielded her expression from the crowd, preventing anypony from catching her small breakdown, but she knew such luck couldn't be counted on for long. A winding line was still inching up the stairs to see the Royal Sisters, and there was a massive party stretching through the palace… There were many variables that made this all too delicate of a situation to linger in.
     
    "I will get us out of here." you vowed, touching her with your loyalty. This was going to be well rewarded, she was sure of that, but she hadn't a clue how to adequately reward such selflessness. A kingdom or two of your own, perhaps? Another burst of agony through her embattled marehood kept such thoughts of secondary importance at the moment, her urethra throbbing after enduring such pressure for so long. Every inch of her mound felt hot, and with the growing amount of sweat on her coat she could no longer determine if the wet heat was a sign her floodgates were failing… Merciful Midnight, why hadn't she forced a moment for a bathroom break before she was on the verge of peeing herself?
     
    "Princess Luna, I've just received a message; your presence is required for a quick matter regarding the… refreshments!"
     
    Your voice cut through her fog just sharply enough to give her a little startle, but she recovered quickly once she recognized a way out of her torment. Standing straight even though it pained her straining bladder, she forced a smile and nodded, bidding a quick "I'll be back" to her sister in the form of a nod. 
     
    "Of course! Please, excuse me!" she announced, hoping the struggle in her voice might be mistaken for an effort to be heard over the crowd. Breathing deeply, the Royal mare followed you off the back entrance to the dais and down a concealed flight of stairs, clenching her teeth at every painful step. Each bounce jostled her bladder like a great water balloon, sending it sloshing inside of her with enough force to make her urethra ache at the fresh struggle to hold it all in. Ice filled her veins as something warm dribbled down the contours of her inner thigh when her back hoof touched the floor. Running on the assumption it was sweat, she clamped down her tail even harder.
     
    —///—
     
    "W-where is the nearest… b-b-bathroom!" Princess Luna gasped out as soon as the two of you slipped behind a pair of curtains, taking advantage of the privacy to cross her legs like a vice and bounce on the spot to try and relieve some of the tension. Delicate horseshoes tapped out a rapid melody on the tile as she hopped her weight to each hoof. Seeing the Princess shift into a desperate potty dance nearly tied your tongue, but urgency helped you find your voice. You had enough crisis training to know not a second could be wasted gaping or gawking.
     
    "There is one used by the staff just past the dining area. So long as it's not the shift change, we don't have to worry about witnesses!" you explained, pointing down an access hallway that was roped off from guests. It would attract little attention to duck through such an exit, and it was the fastest way out of the main ballroom, allowing you to save the Princess from as much humiliation as possible.
     
    "Lead the way, posthaste!" she commanded, sounding more pleading than authoritative. Your breath caught at her tone, something within you jumping to attention at the sights and sounds of a Princess desperate to pee. Not daring to indulge such things, you quickly shut it down and pretended you were nothing but focused and confident for the task at hoof. Holding your head high, you guided Luna out into the open. Thankfully, ponies didn't hesitate to clear the way for royalty led by a guard. Most would assume your quest was for something important and not of their concern, and plenty were too busy socializing to care at all.
     
    In the brief calm, your dedication was challenged by another burst of… fascination, and your eyes shifted backwards to absorb everything happening behind you. Princess Luna had her head held high, but she was starting to flounder in her presentation. By now the sweat dripping down her coat was readily apparent in her dark fur, shimmering in the light with every slow step she took across the tile. A fine tremor ran through her muscles from nerves and exertion. The worst was in her knees, which wobbled so considerably you feared she might trip on any given step. That would be a disaster of the most tragic magnitude… You couldn't even imagine a Princess tripping before such a crowd, only to soil herself, the flood gushing out over the expensive tile-
     
    Stop it! You demanded of yourself, blushing as your heart hammered against your breastplate and the image left your body tingling. Why was this situation bringing out these feelings and thoughts that you had never experienced before? You were loyal to the Princess, no matter what, and no part of you found any pleasure in this predicament for her. You were just fulfilling a mission!
     
    A tiny whimper tested your mettle and found it wanting. Lips pressed tightly into a line, Luna audibly gasped as the two of you all but stumbled into the hallway, the loss of an audience smashing her fake calm. Despite the mere minutes that had passed since she'd first admitted her need, she was already in far more dire straits, her rump visibly flexing as she tried to add more pressure on the outside. Without any eyes on her, she became openly urgent, shamelessly bouncing her rump from side to side. Her hindlimbs rubbed together as she briefly leaned on a wall for support and caught her breath with a few panicked huffs.
     
    "We m-must move quickly!" she pleaded when she could talk again, sending a bolt of lighting straight back to the meeting point of your own hind legs. It was now impossible for you to ignore whatever was awakening within you, but that didn't mean it had to be your focus. For her, you would give it your all.
     
    "Of course, Princess!"
     
    —///—
     
    Princess Luna was just attempting not to cry as she followed you down the narrow but blissfully empty hallway, her eyes burning with tears of pain, shame, and utter mortification. Were it not for you, she doubted she'd have made it this far, and she certainly wouldn't have been in any state to search for a toilet. You were owed more already than she had the capacity to give.
     
    A fresh eruption of heat and agony at her posterior nearly tore a most indignant yelp from her throat. Swallowing it down and scrunching up her muzzle with distaste, she didn't dare look at you as she followed a short distance behind, her shoes clacking against the stone with every forceful step. Each subsequent echo was like a taunting clock, ticking ever closer to the inevitable, mocking her with how little time she had left before she would no longer be in control… 
     
    Another tickle of wet heat down her thighs made her bite her lip fearfully, the underside of her tail sticking to her marehood with what she was no longer confident was merely sweat. Considering how much warmth was down there now, it was impossible to say if she was even still holding it in or had started to leak continuously.
     
    "Here, your majesty, just ahead!" you hissed, encouraging her to run as you closed in on the end of the hallway. A saintly choir seemed to beckon her to the glow ahead, her hooves growing light at the prospect of all her torment coming to a blissful end… Not even a far more palpable trickle running down her leg spoiled her mood. 
     
    Taking the lead, you pointed ahead, and she began to plan on the best way to get her larger than average frame over a toilet designed for normal ponies. It would have to be quick, she doubted she would be able to hold it long enough to dally for anything, but it would be heaven. She nearly cried fresh tears of joy…
     
    "Here, I-oh…"
     
    The sound of your voice fading to hopeless silence brought her skidding to a halt, and just in time to see the line that was waiting outside of the bathroom. A row of guards, cooks, maids and other workers stood in a queue for the stall, likely just now getting the chance to go after the changing of shifts that she had just missed… They would all know exactly what was happening if her guard ordered them aside for the Princess.
     
    Anguish didn't quite describe the weight of the emotion that nearly dropped Luna to the floor, but she hardly had time to linger in her grief. Scrambling back into the small amount of privacy provided by the hallway, she let go of dignity and threw her hooves beneath her as she flipped her tail aside, leaning against the wall as she pressed her fancy horseshoes into her marehood. Bulging bladder on clear display, she sobbed as she teetered on the edge of an accident, struggling not to pee then and there.
     
    "Too many ponies! I won't make… we must find one without a line!" she begged, forcing herself to be okay with you beholding her in such a state so long as she found a toilet in time. Wide eyes found yours, and to no one's surprise you were frozen on the spot, your hooves rooted to the tile in absolute shock. Why wouldn't you be? She was Princess of the Night, responsible for raising the moon into the sky, and she was about to have an accident! Of course you were distraught!
     
    Adrenaline flooded her veins as she lost control and squirted into her hoof, the piping hot piss spraying over the fine filigree and herself before pattering to the floor. Only her dark coat saved her from showing visible dampness, though she was already quite wet from the strain of her hold. Both of you pretended she hadn't leaked right there as she looked into your eyes for a last chance. The trembling in her knees was so great it shook her voice, which was hardly more than a whisper. "Please, please, please tell me you know one…"
     
    Like a final bastion against her total humiliation, you came through with a solution, encouraging her to put all four hooves on the ground and keep going with a frantic point of your hoof.
     
    "Over by the water features! There's a bathroom, and it's usually way less crowded. Let's hurry!"
     
    —///—
     
    You were fairly certain your heart was about to beat out of your chest, either due to the exercise of running at full speed or the exhilaration of everything going on, and you weren't certain which would be worse.
     
    There were no longer just bursts of arousal distracting you from your duty, you felt like your whole body was on fire. Throbbing need between your legs gave off so much heat you had to be nervous it might be discovered. Only your armor was hiding your shame, and the gleaming metal did little to distract from the exuberance you didn't have time to hide. Hopefully the Princess was reading your wide eyes and rapid breaths as urgency for her sake, especially as the two of you raced down the hall together. To be fair, that wasn't entirely untrue. No amount of arousal could stop you from wanting what was best for the Princess.
     
    That didn't make focusing easy, however. Luna made a sound of pain each and every time her hooves met the tile, sending rhythmic jolts of euphoria up your spine even as you looked at nothing but the path ahead. All you had to do was get her to the toilet, and the bathrooms up this way were rarely occupied, even during such large parties. Considering how this wing was absolutely bursting with fountains, indoor ponds and other water features, you weren't too surprised so few fancy ponies chose it as a gathering spot. Fine gowns and flowing water rarely mixed.
     
    Then again, neither did flowing water and bursting bladders…
     
    Shaking your head to clear the distractions, you skidded to a halt as your destination rapidly came up, the Princess nearly crashing into you from behind as she did the same. Metal shoes struggling to find purchase on the smooth stone, Luna nearly lost her footing and tripped just before she regained control and dug in her hooves. There was a thin squeak from the tile as she slid to a halt at your side.
     
    In the half second before she slammed her rump to the ground and jammed a heel between her legs, you very clearly saw a thin spurt of pee escape her tight and sopping lips, the resulting tinkle forming a tiny puddle below her. Keening and shoving her front hooves between her thighs, the shaking mare looked to you in helpless need, so far into her desperation she couldn't think clearly. In the room beyond, a million gallons of water trickling and splashing and gushing over fancy fountains did nothing to aid her. Having not thought in depth about how her majesty might handle getting to the bathroom without losing control in such a state, you made an executive decision to carry her if her legs proved too weak. Even if she was a solid mare, you couldn't just let things fail after she'd come so far. Not when she was mere feet from relief!
     
    Luna whimpered and whispered, her voice just clear enough for you to understand as she hung her head in shame and exhaustion. "W-where-?"
     
    "Right over-!" you stopped just as you completed an about face, your heart crashing to the stones below as you beheld the one thing you hadn't been anticipating; a line. 
     
    Your words died pitifully on your lips. "...There." 
     
    Oblivious to the potential diplomatic disaster they were causing, a not too short queue of ponies waited patiently for the lonely little bathroom, which had just closed its door for the latest occupant. Even if you were able to come up with a convincing lie, there was no way to empty the bathroom without causing a scene, one that would take far too long to clear up. You had failed your Princess yet again.
     
    "No!" Luna whined just loudly enough to be heard, a spurt of pee splashing none too quietly over the tile beneath her cheeks. It was too much to be denied twice, you could see that much in her expression of absolute hopelessness. Even with her legs crossed and her hooves squeezing her marehood like a vice, there was no way she could keep this up, and she seemed to think her time had come. A second tinkle against the stone echoed in the lonely hallway as she pleaded quietly, hooves quivering in near total exhaustion. "No… no…"
     
    Refusing to give up, you offered your hoof to help her stand, knees wobbling despite your certainty in your mission. This couldn't end here. "Princess, please-"
     
    Your offer wasn't even noticed. Her tightly shut eyes leaked tears freely, the absolute hopelessness she felt at her situation impossible to breach. 
     
    "Ohh! I'm… I can't! I'm going to pee!" Luna declared in humiliation, a deep red blush blooming across her entire muzzle at her own words. Hearing her say it out loud made you freeze in unexpected euphoria, but your loyalty stood the test well, refusing to accept defeat or give in completely to temptation. You remembered now; there was one last hope for your Princess.
     
    "Not yet!" you declared, ignoring all protocol to scoop under her middle and help her rise to her hooves. A spurt of urine gushed out of her as soon as she was halfway up, but you pretended not to notice how close it came to splashing you, or how many tiny puddles were now scattered about. Pointing the way you'd come, you hoped she wouldn't be angry that you had forgotten about a helpful resource in your prior panic. "There's a private bathroom for the guards just up this hall! We can still make it!"
     
    Instead of jumping to agree as expected, Luna remained quiet and closed her eyes again, lips pressed into a thin, trembling line as she processed the offer in a panicked rush. Thankfully there was no anger in her expression, but her desperation and near surrender gave you no comfort. For a split second you feared she was surrendering to desperation. 
     
    Snapping open her eyes without warning, she jumped to her hooves and nodded in a frenzy, willing to give it one final go. Still, her voice was almost choked with urgency. "Hurry! We must hurry!"
     
    You had never run faster in your entire life, but she still managed to overtake you in a few strides, following your direction from just ahead. Considering how she was down to the wire, you found it logical for her to lead; seconds would make the difference between victory and defeat. Following just behind, your eyes slipped between her legs for a heartbeat, just in time for you to catch sight of her tail rising. A now continuous flow sprinkled over the hallway in her wake, her marehood clenching valiantly as it used the last of its failing strength to hold it in. Hopefully nopony would come through here until everything had a chance to dry…
     
    Pssttt!
     
    A far thicker gush of piss hissed loudly as it escaped her majesty, making her stumble and cry out as she tried to reseal the floodgates. It occurred to you then that she really might not make it, and that you had no idea what to do if she didn't. There was nothing in your training about princesses having accidents! Not wanting it to come to that, you did the only thing you could; encourage her to keep going and pray she could hold it.
     
    "Just a little more, your Majesty!" you shouted, now just able to see the doorway that marked the private bathroom. It was within reach, right down the hall, she could do this! The two of you would be able to forget about it all-
     
    Ppppsssssttttt!
     
    Another burst of urine nearly splashed over your muzzle, silencing you on the spot. Though you didn't realize it consciously, you slid to a halt just when Luna did in front of you, the Royal mare losing control of all her legs at once. Front knees buckling and haunches going up, she trembled from overexertion as exhaustion caught her at last, her body losing the strength to fight right in front of you. Another hot spurt of piss surged out as the floodgates continued to fail, spattering across the tile in front of you. A few droplets splashed on your hooves.
     
    Gulping, you took a few panicked steps back, unable to look away. Watching enraptured as a thin dribble of pee cascaded continuously down her legs, you realized it was over. The flow only thickened with each passing second, trickling audibly as more and more started raining down from her marehood. You were frozen for many reasons, one of them being shock and the rest being a kind of awe. You choked out a lame offer of aid, knowing in your heart it was futile and she was done. Even her legs were spreading wide in unwitting acceptance. "You-your majesty-?"
     
    "I can't… I c-can't hold it anym-more!" Luna keened, tail flipping completely out of the way as another hot gush surged right to the floor. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as the floodgates came down right in front of you, her legs spreading and bending to help with the release she no longer had the power to stop. With a final cry of defeat, her wings went limp at her sides and she lost the battle with her bladder completely. "I'm sorry, I-I-I… I can't s-stop it! Ohhh-!"
     
    —///—
     
    Luna closed her eyes as her bladder emptied itself despite all of her protests, sending a waterfall of urine surging down between her spread and shaking back legs to splash on the tile below. A fiery blush filled her entire muzzle as the ridiculous sounds of her accident met her sensitive ears, from the loud hiss of her stream leaving her body to the cacophonous spatter of it hitting the cold tile, along with the faint rippling as it formed a puddle. She was helpless to do anything but submit, her shaking body refusing to heed her commands to try and run. Not even her incredible powers were enough to overcome the call of nature.
     
    A helpless sound of disbelief broke her brief silence as her body pushed down against her will, keeping the surge of urine going strong despite all of her ongoing protests. At the edge of her vision the bathroom she'd failed to reach seemed to mock her, taunting her with the fact all her struggle had been for nothing, that a Princess couldn't make it to the toilet… She couldn't even move her legs to try and shield herself, there was too much gushing out of her, the flood of piss so loud it echoed down the hallways. A million emotions swam through her; despair, humiliation, disbelief…
     
    But, and she was forced to accept she felt it at all, there was also relief.
     
    In the deepest part of her being, there was no denying the rush of piss leaving her bursting bladder was like heaven, the burden that had so pained her finally fading into relaxation that soothed her tense limbs and throbbing marehood… It was impossible not to tilt her head back with a sigh as the first wave of relief washed over her, the endorphins relaxing her to help her go faster. Actually pushing of her own volition, she nearly let a smile grace her lips as her stream surged to a new peak. She could feel the warmth as errant rivulets raced down her legs, tickling her worn out muscles, rewarding her with so many wonderful sensations…
     
    Then, just as she was getting almost comfortable, she remembered a most unfortunate fact; she wasn't alone.
     
    A panicked glance over her shoulder brought everything back, and she whimpered in helpless humiliation as she beheld her audience just as her stream surged from another push. 
     
    There you were, her faithful guard, getting an eyeful of her peeing herself. 
     
    You looked shocked, your jaw hanging open and your eyes wide as you stood motionless behind her, your hooves just shy of her growing puddle. Whimpering again, she tried in vain to stop her ongoing accident, clenching her lips and wiggling her hips. The waterfall continued to fall with only minor interruptions in its impressive flow, her bladder refusing even a compromise. The juxtaposition between incredible pleasure and unfathomable humiliation left her thoroughly distraught.
     
    "I can't s-stop!" she cried out, voice shaking as the conflicting feelings left her torn between keening and moaning. There was so much raw pleasure washing through her, from the relief of letting everything out to something she'd never experienced before… Yet, somehow the humiliation of peeing herself was far from the most important thing she was feeling. If anything, it was second to a mystery pleasure tingling through every part of her you were getting an eyeful of. It was with even greater shock that she realized what was causing it; having you as an audience felt good.
     
    Feeling herself drop below half of her usual capacity, she gave up completely on stopping herself, not that she would have had much success. Overworked muscles gleefully let herself continue to urinate, the naughty delight coursing through her only making that better. In a fog of contradicting emotions, she wasn't quite able to do much beyond submit. Ample physical pleasure made that far easier than she would have liked.
     
    —///—
     
    "Ahhhh…"
     
    A soft sigh from the Princess nearly did you in, not that you weren't already dealing with far too much to begin with. The puddle she was still adding to had now grown enough to force you back further, though no part of you wanted a more distant view. This was, to put it quite simply and bluntly and shamefully, the hottest thing you'd ever seen. Your desire not to feel that way did nothing to lessen your shame at your own enjoyment. It was bad enough that you could feel yourself throbbing under your armor, but you couldn't even look away! Trying not to make a sound revealing yourself, you bit your lip to keep deathly quiet.
     
    Luna bore an expression of total relief as she emptied herself, her tail draped over her back in relaxation. When her stream briefly sagged from the dropping pressure she merely pushed again, going right back to full force and keeping her waterfall going strong. You could hear every pitter patter, and see the ripples spreading across the puddle's surface in the moonlight streaming down from a window… 
     
    Far too soon, her flow started to sag with greater frequency, the stream and it's accompanying hiss slowing down. Luna sighed again and continued finishing up, spread legs quivering as she finally closed in on full relief. There was no bulge on her front any longer, and she appeared to finally be relaxing from head to tail, the tremble fading from her limbs as she did so and began to sink to the tile. It was impossible to imagine how tortured she'd felt…
     
    A splash against your hoof gave you a slightly better idea, at least, after you beheld the size of the lake lapping at your hooves. Even for a mare of her size, it was beyond impressive. You were sure she must have gone the entire day without a single bathroom break.
     
    Realization dawned on her face as her stream stopped for the first time, though it quickly started up again as a weak dribble. In seconds it no longer had enough of an arc to even clear her lips, instead dribbling down her legs and splashing messily to the floor. Soft sounds passed over her lips as she visibly clenched to finish peeing, the rivulets leaving her legs and backside absolutely soaked. A slightly closer inspection revealed the faintest wisps of steam rising from her dripping fur. You watched every droplet as they fell in an increasingly slow procession. 
     
    Then, just like that, the Princess of the Night was finished.
     
    There was silence like no other, the lack of a surging stream emphasizing that the two of you were indeed alone. In the absence of an active emergency you realized you had no clue what to do or say. Did she want help? Did she want you to leave? It was with no small measure of guilt you accepted a possible termination of your job, given that you had failed to get her to a bathroom in time…
     
    "I… I am… finished." Luna said simply, not moving from her crumpled position amidst her ocean. Still quite wobbly, she shivered from a growing chill, her once steaming release turning cold quite quickly. She appeared to be just as lost as you were…
     
    Not wanting to let her down further, you quickly pushed aside everything holding you back and moved to help. Stepping carefully around her puddle, you came to her front and offered your hoof. "Y-your majesty?" you said sheepishly, nearly losing your nerve at the lingering blush in her cheeks as she looked up at you. Gulping, you continued, wanting nothing more than to make things better at what had to be one of her worst moments. "We can still… clean you up… There are plenty of towels in the bathroom and it is rarely visited. Nopony will know."
     
    She was silent for only a moment, sniffling as your words registered.
     
    Nopony will know.
     
    It was a promise to never tell, that your loyalty to her meant this little incident wouldn't exist beyond a stretch of hallway. Nodding quietly, she took your hoof, a different kind of relief apparent on her face.
  21. wow
    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from Electrum in Pony Pee Stories   
    I've got another one, this time about a royal horse and a ball with too many lines, and you the reader are her guard who has to help her try and get to a bathroom in time! I hope you all enjoy! You can commission me if you like this, and if nothing else, please let me know how I can improve!
     
    For all of her natural authority, regal command, and effortless grace, Princess Luna had precious little ability to hide what bothered her, no matter how embarrassing the issue at hoof was. That didn't stop her from trying to hide things, mind you. The Princess of the Night was famously secretive and proud. 
     
    You knew all that well, as one of her most trusted guards, but you were clinging to some hope that her subjects were too dazzled by her royalty to notice anything amiss…
     
    Because it was very obvious to you that her majesty needed to pee.
     
    Atop the dais that held their thrones and beheld from a distance, Princess Luna appeared to only be rocking her hips from side to side in simple appreciation for the steady music. Close as you were, you could see the unfortunate truth. The base of her tail was clamped firmly in place over her marehood, likely to help her keep the floodgates sealed in the middle of a crowded castle, and her haunches were tense as a board. Then there was the sweat starting to shimmer on her coat, the way her rump clenched and her legs crossed and uncrossed, and the expression of increasing discomfort and concern on her face. Faint sounds of considerable urgency slipped from her muzzle every time she had enough space between herself and her subjects.
     
    You were in crisis mode yourself, because as her guard for the evening, surely you had to do something?!
     
    A constantly watching crowd made you hesitant to act. Luna was doing an excellent job appearing chipper when ponies approached her, though for the first time ever you were grateful she was receiving much less fanfare than Celestia. The more popular princess was attracting most of the crowd, and in the process, unknowingly leaving her sister some precious moments of freedom to catch her breath. Quite literally; you noticed Luna was starting to become winded, her sides expanding for deep gulps of air as she began to feel the exertion of her efforts. That was to say nothing of the bulge on her middle, where a balloon sized swell was making the fullness of her bladder known to the outside world. The Princess was running out of time.
     
    Thankfully, she was smart enough to know that. Cyan eyes turned to you damp with tears of panic, a painful admission of need in their depths, and you hurried to her side without delay.
     
    "Your majesty, are you alright?" you whispered in a hurry, almost tripping over yourself to help. There was no delicate way to say it, but time was obviously running out and the two of you needed to do something quickly to avoid… an unfathomable diplomatic tragedy. Still, you tried to be tactful with your words. 
     
    A small cough disguised your next question. "Do we need to… leave?"
     
    —///—
     
    Luna felt her knees threaten to give as a fresh wave of humiliation crashed over her, your awareness of her emergency making things all the worse. It was bad enough that she was in this situation, but for it to be so obvious that you knew she was in such ridiculously dire need of a toilet… You were the last pony she ever would want to see her in such a state. However, her most loyal and trusted of guards, she also had to take some comfort in the fact it was you who was standing beside her at this precarious moment. With you she had a fighting chance.
     
    "Yes!" she hissed through clenched teeth, a single tear dropping down her cheek as her bladder trembled through a spasm. Thankfully her billowing mane shielded her expression from the crowd, preventing anypony from catching her small breakdown, but she knew such luck couldn't be counted on for long. A winding line was still inching up the stairs to see the Royal Sisters, and there was a massive party stretching through the palace… There were many variables that made this all too delicate of a situation to linger in.
     
    "I will get us out of here." you vowed, touching her with your loyalty. This was going to be well rewarded, she was sure of that, but she hadn't a clue how to adequately reward such selflessness. A kingdom or two of your own, perhaps? Another burst of agony through her embattled marehood kept such thoughts of secondary importance at the moment, her urethra throbbing after enduring such pressure for so long. Every inch of her mound felt hot, and with the growing amount of sweat on her coat she could no longer determine if the wet heat was a sign her floodgates were failing… Merciful Midnight, why hadn't she forced a moment for a bathroom break before she was on the verge of peeing herself?
     
    "Princess Luna, I've just received a message; your presence is required for a quick matter regarding the… refreshments!"
     
    Your voice cut through her fog just sharply enough to give her a little startle, but she recovered quickly once she recognized a way out of her torment. Standing straight even though it pained her straining bladder, she forced a smile and nodded, bidding a quick "I'll be back" to her sister in the form of a nod. 
     
    "Of course! Please, excuse me!" she announced, hoping the struggle in her voice might be mistaken for an effort to be heard over the crowd. Breathing deeply, the Royal mare followed you off the back entrance to the dais and down a concealed flight of stairs, clenching her teeth at every painful step. Each bounce jostled her bladder like a great water balloon, sending it sloshing inside of her with enough force to make her urethra ache at the fresh struggle to hold it all in. Ice filled her veins as something warm dribbled down the contours of her inner thigh when her back hoof touched the floor. Running on the assumption it was sweat, she clamped down her tail even harder.
     
    —///—
     
    "W-where is the nearest… b-b-bathroom!" Princess Luna gasped out as soon as the two of you slipped behind a pair of curtains, taking advantage of the privacy to cross her legs like a vice and bounce on the spot to try and relieve some of the tension. Delicate horseshoes tapped out a rapid melody on the tile as she hopped her weight to each hoof. Seeing the Princess shift into a desperate potty dance nearly tied your tongue, but urgency helped you find your voice. You had enough crisis training to know not a second could be wasted gaping or gawking.
     
    "There is one used by the staff just past the dining area. So long as it's not the shift change, we don't have to worry about witnesses!" you explained, pointing down an access hallway that was roped off from guests. It would attract little attention to duck through such an exit, and it was the fastest way out of the main ballroom, allowing you to save the Princess from as much humiliation as possible.
     
    "Lead the way, posthaste!" she commanded, sounding more pleading than authoritative. Your breath caught at her tone, something within you jumping to attention at the sights and sounds of a Princess desperate to pee. Not daring to indulge such things, you quickly shut it down and pretended you were nothing but focused and confident for the task at hoof. Holding your head high, you guided Luna out into the open. Thankfully, ponies didn't hesitate to clear the way for royalty led by a guard. Most would assume your quest was for something important and not of their concern, and plenty were too busy socializing to care at all.
     
    In the brief calm, your dedication was challenged by another burst of… fascination, and your eyes shifted backwards to absorb everything happening behind you. Princess Luna had her head held high, but she was starting to flounder in her presentation. By now the sweat dripping down her coat was readily apparent in her dark fur, shimmering in the light with every slow step she took across the tile. A fine tremor ran through her muscles from nerves and exertion. The worst was in her knees, which wobbled so considerably you feared she might trip on any given step. That would be a disaster of the most tragic magnitude… You couldn't even imagine a Princess tripping before such a crowd, only to soil herself, the flood gushing out over the expensive tile-
     
    Stop it! You demanded of yourself, blushing as your heart hammered against your breastplate and the image left your body tingling. Why was this situation bringing out these feelings and thoughts that you had never experienced before? You were loyal to the Princess, no matter what, and no part of you found any pleasure in this predicament for her. You were just fulfilling a mission!
     
    A tiny whimper tested your mettle and found it wanting. Lips pressed tightly into a line, Luna audibly gasped as the two of you all but stumbled into the hallway, the loss of an audience smashing her fake calm. Despite the mere minutes that had passed since she'd first admitted her need, she was already in far more dire straits, her rump visibly flexing as she tried to add more pressure on the outside. Without any eyes on her, she became openly urgent, shamelessly bouncing her rump from side to side. Her hindlimbs rubbed together as she briefly leaned on a wall for support and caught her breath with a few panicked huffs.
     
    "We m-must move quickly!" she pleaded when she could talk again, sending a bolt of lighting straight back to the meeting point of your own hind legs. It was now impossible for you to ignore whatever was awakening within you, but that didn't mean it had to be your focus. For her, you would give it your all.
     
    "Of course, Princess!"
     
    —///—
     
    Princess Luna was just attempting not to cry as she followed you down the narrow but blissfully empty hallway, her eyes burning with tears of pain, shame, and utter mortification. Were it not for you, she doubted she'd have made it this far, and she certainly wouldn't have been in any state to search for a toilet. You were owed more already than she had the capacity to give.
     
    A fresh eruption of heat and agony at her posterior nearly tore a most indignant yelp from her throat. Swallowing it down and scrunching up her muzzle with distaste, she didn't dare look at you as she followed a short distance behind, her shoes clacking against the stone with every forceful step. Each subsequent echo was like a taunting clock, ticking ever closer to the inevitable, mocking her with how little time she had left before she would no longer be in control… 
     
    Another tickle of wet heat down her thighs made her bite her lip fearfully, the underside of her tail sticking to her marehood with what she was no longer confident was merely sweat. Considering how much warmth was down there now, it was impossible to say if she was even still holding it in or had started to leak continuously.
     
    "Here, your majesty, just ahead!" you hissed, encouraging her to run as you closed in on the end of the hallway. A saintly choir seemed to beckon her to the glow ahead, her hooves growing light at the prospect of all her torment coming to a blissful end… Not even a far more palpable trickle running down her leg spoiled her mood. 
     
    Taking the lead, you pointed ahead, and she began to plan on the best way to get her larger than average frame over a toilet designed for normal ponies. It would have to be quick, she doubted she would be able to hold it long enough to dally for anything, but it would be heaven. She nearly cried fresh tears of joy…
     
    "Here, I-oh…"
     
    The sound of your voice fading to hopeless silence brought her skidding to a halt, and just in time to see the line that was waiting outside of the bathroom. A row of guards, cooks, maids and other workers stood in a queue for the stall, likely just now getting the chance to go after the changing of shifts that she had just missed… They would all know exactly what was happening if her guard ordered them aside for the Princess.
     
    Anguish didn't quite describe the weight of the emotion that nearly dropped Luna to the floor, but she hardly had time to linger in her grief. Scrambling back into the small amount of privacy provided by the hallway, she let go of dignity and threw her hooves beneath her as she flipped her tail aside, leaning against the wall as she pressed her fancy horseshoes into her marehood. Bulging bladder on clear display, she sobbed as she teetered on the edge of an accident, struggling not to pee then and there.
     
    "Too many ponies! I won't make… we must find one without a line!" she begged, forcing herself to be okay with you beholding her in such a state so long as she found a toilet in time. Wide eyes found yours, and to no one's surprise you were frozen on the spot, your hooves rooted to the tile in absolute shock. Why wouldn't you be? She was Princess of the Night, responsible for raising the moon into the sky, and she was about to have an accident! Of course you were distraught!
     
    Adrenaline flooded her veins as she lost control and squirted into her hoof, the piping hot piss spraying over the fine filigree and herself before pattering to the floor. Only her dark coat saved her from showing visible dampness, though she was already quite wet from the strain of her hold. Both of you pretended she hadn't leaked right there as she looked into your eyes for a last chance. The trembling in her knees was so great it shook her voice, which was hardly more than a whisper. "Please, please, please tell me you know one…"
     
    Like a final bastion against her total humiliation, you came through with a solution, encouraging her to put all four hooves on the ground and keep going with a frantic point of your hoof.
     
    "Over by the water features! There's a bathroom, and it's usually way less crowded. Let's hurry!"
     
    —///—
     
    You were fairly certain your heart was about to beat out of your chest, either due to the exercise of running at full speed or the exhilaration of everything going on, and you weren't certain which would be worse.
     
    There were no longer just bursts of arousal distracting you from your duty, you felt like your whole body was on fire. Throbbing need between your legs gave off so much heat you had to be nervous it might be discovered. Only your armor was hiding your shame, and the gleaming metal did little to distract from the exuberance you didn't have time to hide. Hopefully the Princess was reading your wide eyes and rapid breaths as urgency for her sake, especially as the two of you raced down the hall together. To be fair, that wasn't entirely untrue. No amount of arousal could stop you from wanting what was best for the Princess.
     
    That didn't make focusing easy, however. Luna made a sound of pain each and every time her hooves met the tile, sending rhythmic jolts of euphoria up your spine even as you looked at nothing but the path ahead. All you had to do was get her to the toilet, and the bathrooms up this way were rarely occupied, even during such large parties. Considering how this wing was absolutely bursting with fountains, indoor ponds and other water features, you weren't too surprised so few fancy ponies chose it as a gathering spot. Fine gowns and flowing water rarely mixed.
     
    Then again, neither did flowing water and bursting bladders…
     
    Shaking your head to clear the distractions, you skidded to a halt as your destination rapidly came up, the Princess nearly crashing into you from behind as she did the same. Metal shoes struggling to find purchase on the smooth stone, Luna nearly lost her footing and tripped just before she regained control and dug in her hooves. There was a thin squeak from the tile as she slid to a halt at your side.
     
    In the half second before she slammed her rump to the ground and jammed a heel between her legs, you very clearly saw a thin spurt of pee escape her tight and sopping lips, the resulting tinkle forming a tiny puddle below her. Keening and shoving her front hooves between her thighs, the shaking mare looked to you in helpless need, so far into her desperation she couldn't think clearly. In the room beyond, a million gallons of water trickling and splashing and gushing over fancy fountains did nothing to aid her. Having not thought in depth about how her majesty might handle getting to the bathroom without losing control in such a state, you made an executive decision to carry her if her legs proved too weak. Even if she was a solid mare, you couldn't just let things fail after she'd come so far. Not when she was mere feet from relief!
     
    Luna whimpered and whispered, her voice just clear enough for you to understand as she hung her head in shame and exhaustion. "W-where-?"
     
    "Right over-!" you stopped just as you completed an about face, your heart crashing to the stones below as you beheld the one thing you hadn't been anticipating; a line. 
     
    Your words died pitifully on your lips. "...There." 
     
    Oblivious to the potential diplomatic disaster they were causing, a not too short queue of ponies waited patiently for the lonely little bathroom, which had just closed its door for the latest occupant. Even if you were able to come up with a convincing lie, there was no way to empty the bathroom without causing a scene, one that would take far too long to clear up. You had failed your Princess yet again.
     
    "No!" Luna whined just loudly enough to be heard, a spurt of pee splashing none too quietly over the tile beneath her cheeks. It was too much to be denied twice, you could see that much in her expression of absolute hopelessness. Even with her legs crossed and her hooves squeezing her marehood like a vice, there was no way she could keep this up, and she seemed to think her time had come. A second tinkle against the stone echoed in the lonely hallway as she pleaded quietly, hooves quivering in near total exhaustion. "No… no…"
     
    Refusing to give up, you offered your hoof to help her stand, knees wobbling despite your certainty in your mission. This couldn't end here. "Princess, please-"
     
    Your offer wasn't even noticed. Her tightly shut eyes leaked tears freely, the absolute hopelessness she felt at her situation impossible to breach. 
     
    "Ohh! I'm… I can't! I'm going to pee!" Luna declared in humiliation, a deep red blush blooming across her entire muzzle at her own words. Hearing her say it out loud made you freeze in unexpected euphoria, but your loyalty stood the test well, refusing to accept defeat or give in completely to temptation. You remembered now; there was one last hope for your Princess.
     
    "Not yet!" you declared, ignoring all protocol to scoop under her middle and help her rise to her hooves. A spurt of urine gushed out of her as soon as she was halfway up, but you pretended not to notice how close it came to splashing you, or how many tiny puddles were now scattered about. Pointing the way you'd come, you hoped she wouldn't be angry that you had forgotten about a helpful resource in your prior panic. "There's a private bathroom for the guards just up this hall! We can still make it!"
     
    Instead of jumping to agree as expected, Luna remained quiet and closed her eyes again, lips pressed into a thin, trembling line as she processed the offer in a panicked rush. Thankfully there was no anger in her expression, but her desperation and near surrender gave you no comfort. For a split second you feared she was surrendering to desperation. 
     
    Snapping open her eyes without warning, she jumped to her hooves and nodded in a frenzy, willing to give it one final go. Still, her voice was almost choked with urgency. "Hurry! We must hurry!"
     
    You had never run faster in your entire life, but she still managed to overtake you in a few strides, following your direction from just ahead. Considering how she was down to the wire, you found it logical for her to lead; seconds would make the difference between victory and defeat. Following just behind, your eyes slipped between her legs for a heartbeat, just in time for you to catch sight of her tail rising. A now continuous flow sprinkled over the hallway in her wake, her marehood clenching valiantly as it used the last of its failing strength to hold it in. Hopefully nopony would come through here until everything had a chance to dry…
     
    Pssttt!
     
    A far thicker gush of piss hissed loudly as it escaped her majesty, making her stumble and cry out as she tried to reseal the floodgates. It occurred to you then that she really might not make it, and that you had no idea what to do if she didn't. There was nothing in your training about princesses having accidents! Not wanting it to come to that, you did the only thing you could; encourage her to keep going and pray she could hold it.
     
    "Just a little more, your Majesty!" you shouted, now just able to see the doorway that marked the private bathroom. It was within reach, right down the hall, she could do this! The two of you would be able to forget about it all-
     
    Ppppsssssttttt!
     
    Another burst of urine nearly splashed over your muzzle, silencing you on the spot. Though you didn't realize it consciously, you slid to a halt just when Luna did in front of you, the Royal mare losing control of all her legs at once. Front knees buckling and haunches going up, she trembled from overexertion as exhaustion caught her at last, her body losing the strength to fight right in front of you. Another hot spurt of piss surged out as the floodgates continued to fail, spattering across the tile in front of you. A few droplets splashed on your hooves.
     
    Gulping, you took a few panicked steps back, unable to look away. Watching enraptured as a thin dribble of pee cascaded continuously down her legs, you realized it was over. The flow only thickened with each passing second, trickling audibly as more and more started raining down from her marehood. You were frozen for many reasons, one of them being shock and the rest being a kind of awe. You choked out a lame offer of aid, knowing in your heart it was futile and she was done. Even her legs were spreading wide in unwitting acceptance. "You-your majesty-?"
     
    "I can't… I c-can't hold it anym-more!" Luna keened, tail flipping completely out of the way as another hot gush surged right to the floor. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as the floodgates came down right in front of you, her legs spreading and bending to help with the release she no longer had the power to stop. With a final cry of defeat, her wings went limp at her sides and she lost the battle with her bladder completely. "I'm sorry, I-I-I… I can't s-stop it! Ohhh-!"
     
    —///—
     
    Luna closed her eyes as her bladder emptied itself despite all of her protests, sending a waterfall of urine surging down between her spread and shaking back legs to splash on the tile below. A fiery blush filled her entire muzzle as the ridiculous sounds of her accident met her sensitive ears, from the loud hiss of her stream leaving her body to the cacophonous spatter of it hitting the cold tile, along with the faint rippling as it formed a puddle. She was helpless to do anything but submit, her shaking body refusing to heed her commands to try and run. Not even her incredible powers were enough to overcome the call of nature.
     
    A helpless sound of disbelief broke her brief silence as her body pushed down against her will, keeping the surge of urine going strong despite all of her ongoing protests. At the edge of her vision the bathroom she'd failed to reach seemed to mock her, taunting her with the fact all her struggle had been for nothing, that a Princess couldn't make it to the toilet… She couldn't even move her legs to try and shield herself, there was too much gushing out of her, the flood of piss so loud it echoed down the hallways. A million emotions swam through her; despair, humiliation, disbelief…
     
    But, and she was forced to accept she felt it at all, there was also relief.
     
    In the deepest part of her being, there was no denying the rush of piss leaving her bursting bladder was like heaven, the burden that had so pained her finally fading into relaxation that soothed her tense limbs and throbbing marehood… It was impossible not to tilt her head back with a sigh as the first wave of relief washed over her, the endorphins relaxing her to help her go faster. Actually pushing of her own volition, she nearly let a smile grace her lips as her stream surged to a new peak. She could feel the warmth as errant rivulets raced down her legs, tickling her worn out muscles, rewarding her with so many wonderful sensations…
     
    Then, just as she was getting almost comfortable, she remembered a most unfortunate fact; she wasn't alone.
     
    A panicked glance over her shoulder brought everything back, and she whimpered in helpless humiliation as she beheld her audience just as her stream surged from another push. 
     
    There you were, her faithful guard, getting an eyeful of her peeing herself. 
     
    You looked shocked, your jaw hanging open and your eyes wide as you stood motionless behind her, your hooves just shy of her growing puddle. Whimpering again, she tried in vain to stop her ongoing accident, clenching her lips and wiggling her hips. The waterfall continued to fall with only minor interruptions in its impressive flow, her bladder refusing even a compromise. The juxtaposition between incredible pleasure and unfathomable humiliation left her thoroughly distraught.
     
    "I can't s-stop!" she cried out, voice shaking as the conflicting feelings left her torn between keening and moaning. There was so much raw pleasure washing through her, from the relief of letting everything out to something she'd never experienced before… Yet, somehow the humiliation of peeing herself was far from the most important thing she was feeling. If anything, it was second to a mystery pleasure tingling through every part of her you were getting an eyeful of. It was with even greater shock that she realized what was causing it; having you as an audience felt good.
     
    Feeling herself drop below half of her usual capacity, she gave up completely on stopping herself, not that she would have had much success. Overworked muscles gleefully let herself continue to urinate, the naughty delight coursing through her only making that better. In a fog of contradicting emotions, she wasn't quite able to do much beyond submit. Ample physical pleasure made that far easier than she would have liked.
     
    —///—
     
    "Ahhhh…"
     
    A soft sigh from the Princess nearly did you in, not that you weren't already dealing with far too much to begin with. The puddle she was still adding to had now grown enough to force you back further, though no part of you wanted a more distant view. This was, to put it quite simply and bluntly and shamefully, the hottest thing you'd ever seen. Your desire not to feel that way did nothing to lessen your shame at your own enjoyment. It was bad enough that you could feel yourself throbbing under your armor, but you couldn't even look away! Trying not to make a sound revealing yourself, you bit your lip to keep deathly quiet.
     
    Luna bore an expression of total relief as she emptied herself, her tail draped over her back in relaxation. When her stream briefly sagged from the dropping pressure she merely pushed again, going right back to full force and keeping her waterfall going strong. You could hear every pitter patter, and see the ripples spreading across the puddle's surface in the moonlight streaming down from a window… 
     
    Far too soon, her flow started to sag with greater frequency, the stream and it's accompanying hiss slowing down. Luna sighed again and continued finishing up, spread legs quivering as she finally closed in on full relief. There was no bulge on her front any longer, and she appeared to finally be relaxing from head to tail, the tremble fading from her limbs as she did so and began to sink to the tile. It was impossible to imagine how tortured she'd felt…
     
    A splash against your hoof gave you a slightly better idea, at least, after you beheld the size of the lake lapping at your hooves. Even for a mare of her size, it was beyond impressive. You were sure she must have gone the entire day without a single bathroom break.
     
    Realization dawned on her face as her stream stopped for the first time, though it quickly started up again as a weak dribble. In seconds it no longer had enough of an arc to even clear her lips, instead dribbling down her legs and splashing messily to the floor. Soft sounds passed over her lips as she visibly clenched to finish peeing, the rivulets leaving her legs and backside absolutely soaked. A slightly closer inspection revealed the faintest wisps of steam rising from her dripping fur. You watched every droplet as they fell in an increasingly slow procession. 
     
    Then, just like that, the Princess of the Night was finished.
     
    There was silence like no other, the lack of a surging stream emphasizing that the two of you were indeed alone. In the absence of an active emergency you realized you had no clue what to do or say. Did she want help? Did she want you to leave? It was with no small measure of guilt you accepted a possible termination of your job, given that you had failed to get her to a bathroom in time…
     
    "I… I am… finished." Luna said simply, not moving from her crumpled position amidst her ocean. Still quite wobbly, she shivered from a growing chill, her once steaming release turning cold quite quickly. She appeared to be just as lost as you were…
     
    Not wanting to let her down further, you quickly pushed aside everything holding you back and moved to help. Stepping carefully around her puddle, you came to her front and offered your hoof. "Y-your majesty?" you said sheepishly, nearly losing your nerve at the lingering blush in her cheeks as she looked up at you. Gulping, you continued, wanting nothing more than to make things better at what had to be one of her worst moments. "We can still… clean you up… There are plenty of towels in the bathroom and it is rarely visited. Nopony will know."
     
    She was silent for only a moment, sniffling as your words registered.
     
    Nopony will know.
     
    It was a promise to never tell, that your loyalty to her meant this little incident wouldn't exist beyond a stretch of hallway. Nodding quietly, she took your hoof, a different kind of relief apparent on her face.
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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from Ishimura in Pony Pee Stories   
    I've got another one, this time about a royal horse and a ball with too many lines, and you the reader are her guard who has to help her try and get to a bathroom in time! I hope you all enjoy! You can commission me if you like this, and if nothing else, please let me know how I can improve!
     
    For all of her natural authority, regal command, and effortless grace, Princess Luna had precious little ability to hide what bothered her, no matter how embarrassing the issue at hoof was. That didn't stop her from trying to hide things, mind you. The Princess of the Night was famously secretive and proud. 
     
    You knew all that well, as one of her most trusted guards, but you were clinging to some hope that her subjects were too dazzled by her royalty to notice anything amiss…
     
    Because it was very obvious to you that her majesty needed to pee.
     
    Atop the dais that held their thrones and beheld from a distance, Princess Luna appeared to only be rocking her hips from side to side in simple appreciation for the steady music. Close as you were, you could see the unfortunate truth. The base of her tail was clamped firmly in place over her marehood, likely to help her keep the floodgates sealed in the middle of a crowded castle, and her haunches were tense as a board. Then there was the sweat starting to shimmer on her coat, the way her rump clenched and her legs crossed and uncrossed, and the expression of increasing discomfort and concern on her face. Faint sounds of considerable urgency slipped from her muzzle every time she had enough space between herself and her subjects.
     
    You were in crisis mode yourself, because as her guard for the evening, surely you had to do something?!
     
    A constantly watching crowd made you hesitant to act. Luna was doing an excellent job appearing chipper when ponies approached her, though for the first time ever you were grateful she was receiving much less fanfare than Celestia. The more popular princess was attracting most of the crowd, and in the process, unknowingly leaving her sister some precious moments of freedom to catch her breath. Quite literally; you noticed Luna was starting to become winded, her sides expanding for deep gulps of air as she began to feel the exertion of her efforts. That was to say nothing of the bulge on her middle, where a balloon sized swell was making the fullness of her bladder known to the outside world. The Princess was running out of time.
     
    Thankfully, she was smart enough to know that. Cyan eyes turned to you damp with tears of panic, a painful admission of need in their depths, and you hurried to her side without delay.
     
    "Your majesty, are you alright?" you whispered in a hurry, almost tripping over yourself to help. There was no delicate way to say it, but time was obviously running out and the two of you needed to do something quickly to avoid… an unfathomable diplomatic tragedy. Still, you tried to be tactful with your words. 
     
    A small cough disguised your next question. "Do we need to… leave?"
     
    —///—
     
    Luna felt her knees threaten to give as a fresh wave of humiliation crashed over her, your awareness of her emergency making things all the worse. It was bad enough that she was in this situation, but for it to be so obvious that you knew she was in such ridiculously dire need of a toilet… You were the last pony she ever would want to see her in such a state. However, her most loyal and trusted of guards, she also had to take some comfort in the fact it was you who was standing beside her at this precarious moment. With you she had a fighting chance.
     
    "Yes!" she hissed through clenched teeth, a single tear dropping down her cheek as her bladder trembled through a spasm. Thankfully her billowing mane shielded her expression from the crowd, preventing anypony from catching her small breakdown, but she knew such luck couldn't be counted on for long. A winding line was still inching up the stairs to see the Royal Sisters, and there was a massive party stretching through the palace… There were many variables that made this all too delicate of a situation to linger in.
     
    "I will get us out of here." you vowed, touching her with your loyalty. This was going to be well rewarded, she was sure of that, but she hadn't a clue how to adequately reward such selflessness. A kingdom or two of your own, perhaps? Another burst of agony through her embattled marehood kept such thoughts of secondary importance at the moment, her urethra throbbing after enduring such pressure for so long. Every inch of her mound felt hot, and with the growing amount of sweat on her coat she could no longer determine if the wet heat was a sign her floodgates were failing… Merciful Midnight, why hadn't she forced a moment for a bathroom break before she was on the verge of peeing herself?
     
    "Princess Luna, I've just received a message; your presence is required for a quick matter regarding the… refreshments!"
     
    Your voice cut through her fog just sharply enough to give her a little startle, but she recovered quickly once she recognized a way out of her torment. Standing straight even though it pained her straining bladder, she forced a smile and nodded, bidding a quick "I'll be back" to her sister in the form of a nod. 
     
    "Of course! Please, excuse me!" she announced, hoping the struggle in her voice might be mistaken for an effort to be heard over the crowd. Breathing deeply, the Royal mare followed you off the back entrance to the dais and down a concealed flight of stairs, clenching her teeth at every painful step. Each bounce jostled her bladder like a great water balloon, sending it sloshing inside of her with enough force to make her urethra ache at the fresh struggle to hold it all in. Ice filled her veins as something warm dribbled down the contours of her inner thigh when her back hoof touched the floor. Running on the assumption it was sweat, she clamped down her tail even harder.
     
    —///—
     
    "W-where is the nearest… b-b-bathroom!" Princess Luna gasped out as soon as the two of you slipped behind a pair of curtains, taking advantage of the privacy to cross her legs like a vice and bounce on the spot to try and relieve some of the tension. Delicate horseshoes tapped out a rapid melody on the tile as she hopped her weight to each hoof. Seeing the Princess shift into a desperate potty dance nearly tied your tongue, but urgency helped you find your voice. You had enough crisis training to know not a second could be wasted gaping or gawking.
     
    "There is one used by the staff just past the dining area. So long as it's not the shift change, we don't have to worry about witnesses!" you explained, pointing down an access hallway that was roped off from guests. It would attract little attention to duck through such an exit, and it was the fastest way out of the main ballroom, allowing you to save the Princess from as much humiliation as possible.
     
    "Lead the way, posthaste!" she commanded, sounding more pleading than authoritative. Your breath caught at her tone, something within you jumping to attention at the sights and sounds of a Princess desperate to pee. Not daring to indulge such things, you quickly shut it down and pretended you were nothing but focused and confident for the task at hoof. Holding your head high, you guided Luna out into the open. Thankfully, ponies didn't hesitate to clear the way for royalty led by a guard. Most would assume your quest was for something important and not of their concern, and plenty were too busy socializing to care at all.
     
    In the brief calm, your dedication was challenged by another burst of… fascination, and your eyes shifted backwards to absorb everything happening behind you. Princess Luna had her head held high, but she was starting to flounder in her presentation. By now the sweat dripping down her coat was readily apparent in her dark fur, shimmering in the light with every slow step she took across the tile. A fine tremor ran through her muscles from nerves and exertion. The worst was in her knees, which wobbled so considerably you feared she might trip on any given step. That would be a disaster of the most tragic magnitude… You couldn't even imagine a Princess tripping before such a crowd, only to soil herself, the flood gushing out over the expensive tile-
     
    Stop it! You demanded of yourself, blushing as your heart hammered against your breastplate and the image left your body tingling. Why was this situation bringing out these feelings and thoughts that you had never experienced before? You were loyal to the Princess, no matter what, and no part of you found any pleasure in this predicament for her. You were just fulfilling a mission!
     
    A tiny whimper tested your mettle and found it wanting. Lips pressed tightly into a line, Luna audibly gasped as the two of you all but stumbled into the hallway, the loss of an audience smashing her fake calm. Despite the mere minutes that had passed since she'd first admitted her need, she was already in far more dire straits, her rump visibly flexing as she tried to add more pressure on the outside. Without any eyes on her, she became openly urgent, shamelessly bouncing her rump from side to side. Her hindlimbs rubbed together as she briefly leaned on a wall for support and caught her breath with a few panicked huffs.
     
    "We m-must move quickly!" she pleaded when she could talk again, sending a bolt of lighting straight back to the meeting point of your own hind legs. It was now impossible for you to ignore whatever was awakening within you, but that didn't mean it had to be your focus. For her, you would give it your all.
     
    "Of course, Princess!"
     
    —///—
     
    Princess Luna was just attempting not to cry as she followed you down the narrow but blissfully empty hallway, her eyes burning with tears of pain, shame, and utter mortification. Were it not for you, she doubted she'd have made it this far, and she certainly wouldn't have been in any state to search for a toilet. You were owed more already than she had the capacity to give.
     
    A fresh eruption of heat and agony at her posterior nearly tore a most indignant yelp from her throat. Swallowing it down and scrunching up her muzzle with distaste, she didn't dare look at you as she followed a short distance behind, her shoes clacking against the stone with every forceful step. Each subsequent echo was like a taunting clock, ticking ever closer to the inevitable, mocking her with how little time she had left before she would no longer be in control… 
     
    Another tickle of wet heat down her thighs made her bite her lip fearfully, the underside of her tail sticking to her marehood with what she was no longer confident was merely sweat. Considering how much warmth was down there now, it was impossible to say if she was even still holding it in or had started to leak continuously.
     
    "Here, your majesty, just ahead!" you hissed, encouraging her to run as you closed in on the end of the hallway. A saintly choir seemed to beckon her to the glow ahead, her hooves growing light at the prospect of all her torment coming to a blissful end… Not even a far more palpable trickle running down her leg spoiled her mood. 
     
    Taking the lead, you pointed ahead, and she began to plan on the best way to get her larger than average frame over a toilet designed for normal ponies. It would have to be quick, she doubted she would be able to hold it long enough to dally for anything, but it would be heaven. She nearly cried fresh tears of joy…
     
    "Here, I-oh…"
     
    The sound of your voice fading to hopeless silence brought her skidding to a halt, and just in time to see the line that was waiting outside of the bathroom. A row of guards, cooks, maids and other workers stood in a queue for the stall, likely just now getting the chance to go after the changing of shifts that she had just missed… They would all know exactly what was happening if her guard ordered them aside for the Princess.
     
    Anguish didn't quite describe the weight of the emotion that nearly dropped Luna to the floor, but she hardly had time to linger in her grief. Scrambling back into the small amount of privacy provided by the hallway, she let go of dignity and threw her hooves beneath her as she flipped her tail aside, leaning against the wall as she pressed her fancy horseshoes into her marehood. Bulging bladder on clear display, she sobbed as she teetered on the edge of an accident, struggling not to pee then and there.
     
    "Too many ponies! I won't make… we must find one without a line!" she begged, forcing herself to be okay with you beholding her in such a state so long as she found a toilet in time. Wide eyes found yours, and to no one's surprise you were frozen on the spot, your hooves rooted to the tile in absolute shock. Why wouldn't you be? She was Princess of the Night, responsible for raising the moon into the sky, and she was about to have an accident! Of course you were distraught!
     
    Adrenaline flooded her veins as she lost control and squirted into her hoof, the piping hot piss spraying over the fine filigree and herself before pattering to the floor. Only her dark coat saved her from showing visible dampness, though she was already quite wet from the strain of her hold. Both of you pretended she hadn't leaked right there as she looked into your eyes for a last chance. The trembling in her knees was so great it shook her voice, which was hardly more than a whisper. "Please, please, please tell me you know one…"
     
    Like a final bastion against her total humiliation, you came through with a solution, encouraging her to put all four hooves on the ground and keep going with a frantic point of your hoof.
     
    "Over by the water features! There's a bathroom, and it's usually way less crowded. Let's hurry!"
     
    —///—
     
    You were fairly certain your heart was about to beat out of your chest, either due to the exercise of running at full speed or the exhilaration of everything going on, and you weren't certain which would be worse.
     
    There were no longer just bursts of arousal distracting you from your duty, you felt like your whole body was on fire. Throbbing need between your legs gave off so much heat you had to be nervous it might be discovered. Only your armor was hiding your shame, and the gleaming metal did little to distract from the exuberance you didn't have time to hide. Hopefully the Princess was reading your wide eyes and rapid breaths as urgency for her sake, especially as the two of you raced down the hall together. To be fair, that wasn't entirely untrue. No amount of arousal could stop you from wanting what was best for the Princess.
     
    That didn't make focusing easy, however. Luna made a sound of pain each and every time her hooves met the tile, sending rhythmic jolts of euphoria up your spine even as you looked at nothing but the path ahead. All you had to do was get her to the toilet, and the bathrooms up this way were rarely occupied, even during such large parties. Considering how this wing was absolutely bursting with fountains, indoor ponds and other water features, you weren't too surprised so few fancy ponies chose it as a gathering spot. Fine gowns and flowing water rarely mixed.
     
    Then again, neither did flowing water and bursting bladders…
     
    Shaking your head to clear the distractions, you skidded to a halt as your destination rapidly came up, the Princess nearly crashing into you from behind as she did the same. Metal shoes struggling to find purchase on the smooth stone, Luna nearly lost her footing and tripped just before she regained control and dug in her hooves. There was a thin squeak from the tile as she slid to a halt at your side.
     
    In the half second before she slammed her rump to the ground and jammed a heel between her legs, you very clearly saw a thin spurt of pee escape her tight and sopping lips, the resulting tinkle forming a tiny puddle below her. Keening and shoving her front hooves between her thighs, the shaking mare looked to you in helpless need, so far into her desperation she couldn't think clearly. In the room beyond, a million gallons of water trickling and splashing and gushing over fancy fountains did nothing to aid her. Having not thought in depth about how her majesty might handle getting to the bathroom without losing control in such a state, you made an executive decision to carry her if her legs proved too weak. Even if she was a solid mare, you couldn't just let things fail after she'd come so far. Not when she was mere feet from relief!
     
    Luna whimpered and whispered, her voice just clear enough for you to understand as she hung her head in shame and exhaustion. "W-where-?"
     
    "Right over-!" you stopped just as you completed an about face, your heart crashing to the stones below as you beheld the one thing you hadn't been anticipating; a line. 
     
    Your words died pitifully on your lips. "...There." 
     
    Oblivious to the potential diplomatic disaster they were causing, a not too short queue of ponies waited patiently for the lonely little bathroom, which had just closed its door for the latest occupant. Even if you were able to come up with a convincing lie, there was no way to empty the bathroom without causing a scene, one that would take far too long to clear up. You had failed your Princess yet again.
     
    "No!" Luna whined just loudly enough to be heard, a spurt of pee splashing none too quietly over the tile beneath her cheeks. It was too much to be denied twice, you could see that much in her expression of absolute hopelessness. Even with her legs crossed and her hooves squeezing her marehood like a vice, there was no way she could keep this up, and she seemed to think her time had come. A second tinkle against the stone echoed in the lonely hallway as she pleaded quietly, hooves quivering in near total exhaustion. "No… no…"
     
    Refusing to give up, you offered your hoof to help her stand, knees wobbling despite your certainty in your mission. This couldn't end here. "Princess, please-"
     
    Your offer wasn't even noticed. Her tightly shut eyes leaked tears freely, the absolute hopelessness she felt at her situation impossible to breach. 
     
    "Ohh! I'm… I can't! I'm going to pee!" Luna declared in humiliation, a deep red blush blooming across her entire muzzle at her own words. Hearing her say it out loud made you freeze in unexpected euphoria, but your loyalty stood the test well, refusing to accept defeat or give in completely to temptation. You remembered now; there was one last hope for your Princess.
     
    "Not yet!" you declared, ignoring all protocol to scoop under her middle and help her rise to her hooves. A spurt of urine gushed out of her as soon as she was halfway up, but you pretended not to notice how close it came to splashing you, or how many tiny puddles were now scattered about. Pointing the way you'd come, you hoped she wouldn't be angry that you had forgotten about a helpful resource in your prior panic. "There's a private bathroom for the guards just up this hall! We can still make it!"
     
    Instead of jumping to agree as expected, Luna remained quiet and closed her eyes again, lips pressed into a thin, trembling line as she processed the offer in a panicked rush. Thankfully there was no anger in her expression, but her desperation and near surrender gave you no comfort. For a split second you feared she was surrendering to desperation. 
     
    Snapping open her eyes without warning, she jumped to her hooves and nodded in a frenzy, willing to give it one final go. Still, her voice was almost choked with urgency. "Hurry! We must hurry!"
     
    You had never run faster in your entire life, but she still managed to overtake you in a few strides, following your direction from just ahead. Considering how she was down to the wire, you found it logical for her to lead; seconds would make the difference between victory and defeat. Following just behind, your eyes slipped between her legs for a heartbeat, just in time for you to catch sight of her tail rising. A now continuous flow sprinkled over the hallway in her wake, her marehood clenching valiantly as it used the last of its failing strength to hold it in. Hopefully nopony would come through here until everything had a chance to dry…
     
    Pssttt!
     
    A far thicker gush of piss hissed loudly as it escaped her majesty, making her stumble and cry out as she tried to reseal the floodgates. It occurred to you then that she really might not make it, and that you had no idea what to do if she didn't. There was nothing in your training about princesses having accidents! Not wanting it to come to that, you did the only thing you could; encourage her to keep going and pray she could hold it.
     
    "Just a little more, your Majesty!" you shouted, now just able to see the doorway that marked the private bathroom. It was within reach, right down the hall, she could do this! The two of you would be able to forget about it all-
     
    Ppppsssssttttt!
     
    Another burst of urine nearly splashed over your muzzle, silencing you on the spot. Though you didn't realize it consciously, you slid to a halt just when Luna did in front of you, the Royal mare losing control of all her legs at once. Front knees buckling and haunches going up, she trembled from overexertion as exhaustion caught her at last, her body losing the strength to fight right in front of you. Another hot spurt of piss surged out as the floodgates continued to fail, spattering across the tile in front of you. A few droplets splashed on your hooves.
     
    Gulping, you took a few panicked steps back, unable to look away. Watching enraptured as a thin dribble of pee cascaded continuously down her legs, you realized it was over. The flow only thickened with each passing second, trickling audibly as more and more started raining down from her marehood. You were frozen for many reasons, one of them being shock and the rest being a kind of awe. You choked out a lame offer of aid, knowing in your heart it was futile and she was done. Even her legs were spreading wide in unwitting acceptance. "You-your majesty-?"
     
    "I can't… I c-can't hold it anym-more!" Luna keened, tail flipping completely out of the way as another hot gush surged right to the floor. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as the floodgates came down right in front of you, her legs spreading and bending to help with the release she no longer had the power to stop. With a final cry of defeat, her wings went limp at her sides and she lost the battle with her bladder completely. "I'm sorry, I-I-I… I can't s-stop it! Ohhh-!"
     
    —///—
     
    Luna closed her eyes as her bladder emptied itself despite all of her protests, sending a waterfall of urine surging down between her spread and shaking back legs to splash on the tile below. A fiery blush filled her entire muzzle as the ridiculous sounds of her accident met her sensitive ears, from the loud hiss of her stream leaving her body to the cacophonous spatter of it hitting the cold tile, along with the faint rippling as it formed a puddle. She was helpless to do anything but submit, her shaking body refusing to heed her commands to try and run. Not even her incredible powers were enough to overcome the call of nature.
     
    A helpless sound of disbelief broke her brief silence as her body pushed down against her will, keeping the surge of urine going strong despite all of her ongoing protests. At the edge of her vision the bathroom she'd failed to reach seemed to mock her, taunting her with the fact all her struggle had been for nothing, that a Princess couldn't make it to the toilet… She couldn't even move her legs to try and shield herself, there was too much gushing out of her, the flood of piss so loud it echoed down the hallways. A million emotions swam through her; despair, humiliation, disbelief…
     
    But, and she was forced to accept she felt it at all, there was also relief.
     
    In the deepest part of her being, there was no denying the rush of piss leaving her bursting bladder was like heaven, the burden that had so pained her finally fading into relaxation that soothed her tense limbs and throbbing marehood… It was impossible not to tilt her head back with a sigh as the first wave of relief washed over her, the endorphins relaxing her to help her go faster. Actually pushing of her own volition, she nearly let a smile grace her lips as her stream surged to a new peak. She could feel the warmth as errant rivulets raced down her legs, tickling her worn out muscles, rewarding her with so many wonderful sensations…
     
    Then, just as she was getting almost comfortable, she remembered a most unfortunate fact; she wasn't alone.
     
    A panicked glance over her shoulder brought everything back, and she whimpered in helpless humiliation as she beheld her audience just as her stream surged from another push. 
     
    There you were, her faithful guard, getting an eyeful of her peeing herself. 
     
    You looked shocked, your jaw hanging open and your eyes wide as you stood motionless behind her, your hooves just shy of her growing puddle. Whimpering again, she tried in vain to stop her ongoing accident, clenching her lips and wiggling her hips. The waterfall continued to fall with only minor interruptions in its impressive flow, her bladder refusing even a compromise. The juxtaposition between incredible pleasure and unfathomable humiliation left her thoroughly distraught.
     
    "I can't s-stop!" she cried out, voice shaking as the conflicting feelings left her torn between keening and moaning. There was so much raw pleasure washing through her, from the relief of letting everything out to something she'd never experienced before… Yet, somehow the humiliation of peeing herself was far from the most important thing she was feeling. If anything, it was second to a mystery pleasure tingling through every part of her you were getting an eyeful of. It was with even greater shock that she realized what was causing it; having you as an audience felt good.
     
    Feeling herself drop below half of her usual capacity, she gave up completely on stopping herself, not that she would have had much success. Overworked muscles gleefully let herself continue to urinate, the naughty delight coursing through her only making that better. In a fog of contradicting emotions, she wasn't quite able to do much beyond submit. Ample physical pleasure made that far easier than she would have liked.
     
    —///—
     
    "Ahhhh…"
     
    A soft sigh from the Princess nearly did you in, not that you weren't already dealing with far too much to begin with. The puddle she was still adding to had now grown enough to force you back further, though no part of you wanted a more distant view. This was, to put it quite simply and bluntly and shamefully, the hottest thing you'd ever seen. Your desire not to feel that way did nothing to lessen your shame at your own enjoyment. It was bad enough that you could feel yourself throbbing under your armor, but you couldn't even look away! Trying not to make a sound revealing yourself, you bit your lip to keep deathly quiet.
     
    Luna bore an expression of total relief as she emptied herself, her tail draped over her back in relaxation. When her stream briefly sagged from the dropping pressure she merely pushed again, going right back to full force and keeping her waterfall going strong. You could hear every pitter patter, and see the ripples spreading across the puddle's surface in the moonlight streaming down from a window… 
     
    Far too soon, her flow started to sag with greater frequency, the stream and it's accompanying hiss slowing down. Luna sighed again and continued finishing up, spread legs quivering as she finally closed in on full relief. There was no bulge on her front any longer, and she appeared to finally be relaxing from head to tail, the tremble fading from her limbs as she did so and began to sink to the tile. It was impossible to imagine how tortured she'd felt…
     
    A splash against your hoof gave you a slightly better idea, at least, after you beheld the size of the lake lapping at your hooves. Even for a mare of her size, it was beyond impressive. You were sure she must have gone the entire day without a single bathroom break.
     
    Realization dawned on her face as her stream stopped for the first time, though it quickly started up again as a weak dribble. In seconds it no longer had enough of an arc to even clear her lips, instead dribbling down her legs and splashing messily to the floor. Soft sounds passed over her lips as she visibly clenched to finish peeing, the rivulets leaving her legs and backside absolutely soaked. A slightly closer inspection revealed the faintest wisps of steam rising from her dripping fur. You watched every droplet as they fell in an increasingly slow procession. 
     
    Then, just like that, the Princess of the Night was finished.
     
    There was silence like no other, the lack of a surging stream emphasizing that the two of you were indeed alone. In the absence of an active emergency you realized you had no clue what to do or say. Did she want help? Did she want you to leave? It was with no small measure of guilt you accepted a possible termination of your job, given that you had failed to get her to a bathroom in time…
     
    "I… I am… finished." Luna said simply, not moving from her crumpled position amidst her ocean. Still quite wobbly, she shivered from a growing chill, her once steaming release turning cold quite quickly. She appeared to be just as lost as you were…
     
    Not wanting to let her down further, you quickly pushed aside everything holding you back and moved to help. Stepping carefully around her puddle, you came to her front and offered your hoof. "Y-your majesty?" you said sheepishly, nearly losing your nerve at the lingering blush in her cheeks as she looked up at you. Gulping, you continued, wanting nothing more than to make things better at what had to be one of her worst moments. "We can still… clean you up… There are plenty of towels in the bathroom and it is rarely visited. Nopony will know."
     
    She was silent for only a moment, sniffling as your words registered.
     
    Nopony will know.
     
    It was a promise to never tell, that your loyalty to her meant this little incident wouldn't exist beyond a stretch of hallway. Nodding quietly, she took your hoof, a different kind of relief apparent on her face.
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    I've got another one, this time about a royal horse and a ball with too many lines, and you the reader are her guard who has to help her try and get to a bathroom in time! I hope you all enjoy! You can commission me if you like this, and if nothing else, please let me know how I can improve!
     
    For all of her natural authority, regal command, and effortless grace, Princess Luna had precious little ability to hide what bothered her, no matter how embarrassing the issue at hoof was. That didn't stop her from trying to hide things, mind you. The Princess of the Night was famously secretive and proud. 
     
    You knew all that well, as one of her most trusted guards, but you were clinging to some hope that her subjects were too dazzled by her royalty to notice anything amiss…
     
    Because it was very obvious to you that her majesty needed to pee.
     
    Atop the dais that held their thrones and beheld from a distance, Princess Luna appeared to only be rocking her hips from side to side in simple appreciation for the steady music. Close as you were, you could see the unfortunate truth. The base of her tail was clamped firmly in place over her marehood, likely to help her keep the floodgates sealed in the middle of a crowded castle, and her haunches were tense as a board. Then there was the sweat starting to shimmer on her coat, the way her rump clenched and her legs crossed and uncrossed, and the expression of increasing discomfort and concern on her face. Faint sounds of considerable urgency slipped from her muzzle every time she had enough space between herself and her subjects.
     
    You were in crisis mode yourself, because as her guard for the evening, surely you had to do something?!
     
    A constantly watching crowd made you hesitant to act. Luna was doing an excellent job appearing chipper when ponies approached her, though for the first time ever you were grateful she was receiving much less fanfare than Celestia. The more popular princess was attracting most of the crowd, and in the process, unknowingly leaving her sister some precious moments of freedom to catch her breath. Quite literally; you noticed Luna was starting to become winded, her sides expanding for deep gulps of air as she began to feel the exertion of her efforts. That was to say nothing of the bulge on her middle, where a balloon sized swell was making the fullness of her bladder known to the outside world. The Princess was running out of time.
     
    Thankfully, she was smart enough to know that. Cyan eyes turned to you damp with tears of panic, a painful admission of need in their depths, and you hurried to her side without delay.
     
    "Your majesty, are you alright?" you whispered in a hurry, almost tripping over yourself to help. There was no delicate way to say it, but time was obviously running out and the two of you needed to do something quickly to avoid… an unfathomable diplomatic tragedy. Still, you tried to be tactful with your words. 
     
    A small cough disguised your next question. "Do we need to… leave?"
     
    —///—
     
    Luna felt her knees threaten to give as a fresh wave of humiliation crashed over her, your awareness of her emergency making things all the worse. It was bad enough that she was in this situation, but for it to be so obvious that you knew she was in such ridiculously dire need of a toilet… You were the last pony she ever would want to see her in such a state. However, her most loyal and trusted of guards, she also had to take some comfort in the fact it was you who was standing beside her at this precarious moment. With you she had a fighting chance.
     
    "Yes!" she hissed through clenched teeth, a single tear dropping down her cheek as her bladder trembled through a spasm. Thankfully her billowing mane shielded her expression from the crowd, preventing anypony from catching her small breakdown, but she knew such luck couldn't be counted on for long. A winding line was still inching up the stairs to see the Royal Sisters, and there was a massive party stretching through the palace… There were many variables that made this all too delicate of a situation to linger in.
     
    "I will get us out of here." you vowed, touching her with your loyalty. This was going to be well rewarded, she was sure of that, but she hadn't a clue how to adequately reward such selflessness. A kingdom or two of your own, perhaps? Another burst of agony through her embattled marehood kept such thoughts of secondary importance at the moment, her urethra throbbing after enduring such pressure for so long. Every inch of her mound felt hot, and with the growing amount of sweat on her coat she could no longer determine if the wet heat was a sign her floodgates were failing… Merciful Midnight, why hadn't she forced a moment for a bathroom break before she was on the verge of peeing herself?
     
    "Princess Luna, I've just received a message; your presence is required for a quick matter regarding the… refreshments!"
     
    Your voice cut through her fog just sharply enough to give her a little startle, but she recovered quickly once she recognized a way out of her torment. Standing straight even though it pained her straining bladder, she forced a smile and nodded, bidding a quick "I'll be back" to her sister in the form of a nod. 
     
    "Of course! Please, excuse me!" she announced, hoping the struggle in her voice might be mistaken for an effort to be heard over the crowd. Breathing deeply, the Royal mare followed you off the back entrance to the dais and down a concealed flight of stairs, clenching her teeth at every painful step. Each bounce jostled her bladder like a great water balloon, sending it sloshing inside of her with enough force to make her urethra ache at the fresh struggle to hold it all in. Ice filled her veins as something warm dribbled down the contours of her inner thigh when her back hoof touched the floor. Running on the assumption it was sweat, she clamped down her tail even harder.
     
    —///—
     
    "W-where is the nearest… b-b-bathroom!" Princess Luna gasped out as soon as the two of you slipped behind a pair of curtains, taking advantage of the privacy to cross her legs like a vice and bounce on the spot to try and relieve some of the tension. Delicate horseshoes tapped out a rapid melody on the tile as she hopped her weight to each hoof. Seeing the Princess shift into a desperate potty dance nearly tied your tongue, but urgency helped you find your voice. You had enough crisis training to know not a second could be wasted gaping or gawking.
     
    "There is one used by the staff just past the dining area. So long as it's not the shift change, we don't have to worry about witnesses!" you explained, pointing down an access hallway that was roped off from guests. It would attract little attention to duck through such an exit, and it was the fastest way out of the main ballroom, allowing you to save the Princess from as much humiliation as possible.
     
    "Lead the way, posthaste!" she commanded, sounding more pleading than authoritative. Your breath caught at her tone, something within you jumping to attention at the sights and sounds of a Princess desperate to pee. Not daring to indulge such things, you quickly shut it down and pretended you were nothing but focused and confident for the task at hoof. Holding your head high, you guided Luna out into the open. Thankfully, ponies didn't hesitate to clear the way for royalty led by a guard. Most would assume your quest was for something important and not of their concern, and plenty were too busy socializing to care at all.
     
    In the brief calm, your dedication was challenged by another burst of… fascination, and your eyes shifted backwards to absorb everything happening behind you. Princess Luna had her head held high, but she was starting to flounder in her presentation. By now the sweat dripping down her coat was readily apparent in her dark fur, shimmering in the light with every slow step she took across the tile. A fine tremor ran through her muscles from nerves and exertion. The worst was in her knees, which wobbled so considerably you feared she might trip on any given step. That would be a disaster of the most tragic magnitude… You couldn't even imagine a Princess tripping before such a crowd, only to soil herself, the flood gushing out over the expensive tile-
     
    Stop it! You demanded of yourself, blushing as your heart hammered against your breastplate and the image left your body tingling. Why was this situation bringing out these feelings and thoughts that you had never experienced before? You were loyal to the Princess, no matter what, and no part of you found any pleasure in this predicament for her. You were just fulfilling a mission!
     
    A tiny whimper tested your mettle and found it wanting. Lips pressed tightly into a line, Luna audibly gasped as the two of you all but stumbled into the hallway, the loss of an audience smashing her fake calm. Despite the mere minutes that had passed since she'd first admitted her need, she was already in far more dire straits, her rump visibly flexing as she tried to add more pressure on the outside. Without any eyes on her, she became openly urgent, shamelessly bouncing her rump from side to side. Her hindlimbs rubbed together as she briefly leaned on a wall for support and caught her breath with a few panicked huffs.
     
    "We m-must move quickly!" she pleaded when she could talk again, sending a bolt of lighting straight back to the meeting point of your own hind legs. It was now impossible for you to ignore whatever was awakening within you, but that didn't mean it had to be your focus. For her, you would give it your all.
     
    "Of course, Princess!"
     
    —///—
     
    Princess Luna was just attempting not to cry as she followed you down the narrow but blissfully empty hallway, her eyes burning with tears of pain, shame, and utter mortification. Were it not for you, she doubted she'd have made it this far, and she certainly wouldn't have been in any state to search for a toilet. You were owed more already than she had the capacity to give.
     
    A fresh eruption of heat and agony at her posterior nearly tore a most indignant yelp from her throat. Swallowing it down and scrunching up her muzzle with distaste, she didn't dare look at you as she followed a short distance behind, her shoes clacking against the stone with every forceful step. Each subsequent echo was like a taunting clock, ticking ever closer to the inevitable, mocking her with how little time she had left before she would no longer be in control… 
     
    Another tickle of wet heat down her thighs made her bite her lip fearfully, the underside of her tail sticking to her marehood with what she was no longer confident was merely sweat. Considering how much warmth was down there now, it was impossible to say if she was even still holding it in or had started to leak continuously.
     
    "Here, your majesty, just ahead!" you hissed, encouraging her to run as you closed in on the end of the hallway. A saintly choir seemed to beckon her to the glow ahead, her hooves growing light at the prospect of all her torment coming to a blissful end… Not even a far more palpable trickle running down her leg spoiled her mood. 
     
    Taking the lead, you pointed ahead, and she began to plan on the best way to get her larger than average frame over a toilet designed for normal ponies. It would have to be quick, she doubted she would be able to hold it long enough to dally for anything, but it would be heaven. She nearly cried fresh tears of joy…
     
    "Here, I-oh…"
     
    The sound of your voice fading to hopeless silence brought her skidding to a halt, and just in time to see the line that was waiting outside of the bathroom. A row of guards, cooks, maids and other workers stood in a queue for the stall, likely just now getting the chance to go after the changing of shifts that she had just missed… They would all know exactly what was happening if her guard ordered them aside for the Princess.
     
    Anguish didn't quite describe the weight of the emotion that nearly dropped Luna to the floor, but she hardly had time to linger in her grief. Scrambling back into the small amount of privacy provided by the hallway, she let go of dignity and threw her hooves beneath her as she flipped her tail aside, leaning against the wall as she pressed her fancy horseshoes into her marehood. Bulging bladder on clear display, she sobbed as she teetered on the edge of an accident, struggling not to pee then and there.
     
    "Too many ponies! I won't make… we must find one without a line!" she begged, forcing herself to be okay with you beholding her in such a state so long as she found a toilet in time. Wide eyes found yours, and to no one's surprise you were frozen on the spot, your hooves rooted to the tile in absolute shock. Why wouldn't you be? She was Princess of the Night, responsible for raising the moon into the sky, and she was about to have an accident! Of course you were distraught!
     
    Adrenaline flooded her veins as she lost control and squirted into her hoof, the piping hot piss spraying over the fine filigree and herself before pattering to the floor. Only her dark coat saved her from showing visible dampness, though she was already quite wet from the strain of her hold. Both of you pretended she hadn't leaked right there as she looked into your eyes for a last chance. The trembling in her knees was so great it shook her voice, which was hardly more than a whisper. "Please, please, please tell me you know one…"
     
    Like a final bastion against her total humiliation, you came through with a solution, encouraging her to put all four hooves on the ground and keep going with a frantic point of your hoof.
     
    "Over by the water features! There's a bathroom, and it's usually way less crowded. Let's hurry!"
     
    —///—
     
    You were fairly certain your heart was about to beat out of your chest, either due to the exercise of running at full speed or the exhilaration of everything going on, and you weren't certain which would be worse.
     
    There were no longer just bursts of arousal distracting you from your duty, you felt like your whole body was on fire. Throbbing need between your legs gave off so much heat you had to be nervous it might be discovered. Only your armor was hiding your shame, and the gleaming metal did little to distract from the exuberance you didn't have time to hide. Hopefully the Princess was reading your wide eyes and rapid breaths as urgency for her sake, especially as the two of you raced down the hall together. To be fair, that wasn't entirely untrue. No amount of arousal could stop you from wanting what was best for the Princess.
     
    That didn't make focusing easy, however. Luna made a sound of pain each and every time her hooves met the tile, sending rhythmic jolts of euphoria up your spine even as you looked at nothing but the path ahead. All you had to do was get her to the toilet, and the bathrooms up this way were rarely occupied, even during such large parties. Considering how this wing was absolutely bursting with fountains, indoor ponds and other water features, you weren't too surprised so few fancy ponies chose it as a gathering spot. Fine gowns and flowing water rarely mixed.
     
    Then again, neither did flowing water and bursting bladders…
     
    Shaking your head to clear the distractions, you skidded to a halt as your destination rapidly came up, the Princess nearly crashing into you from behind as she did the same. Metal shoes struggling to find purchase on the smooth stone, Luna nearly lost her footing and tripped just before she regained control and dug in her hooves. There was a thin squeak from the tile as she slid to a halt at your side.
     
    In the half second before she slammed her rump to the ground and jammed a heel between her legs, you very clearly saw a thin spurt of pee escape her tight and sopping lips, the resulting tinkle forming a tiny puddle below her. Keening and shoving her front hooves between her thighs, the shaking mare looked to you in helpless need, so far into her desperation she couldn't think clearly. In the room beyond, a million gallons of water trickling and splashing and gushing over fancy fountains did nothing to aid her. Having not thought in depth about how her majesty might handle getting to the bathroom without losing control in such a state, you made an executive decision to carry her if her legs proved too weak. Even if she was a solid mare, you couldn't just let things fail after she'd come so far. Not when she was mere feet from relief!
     
    Luna whimpered and whispered, her voice just clear enough for you to understand as she hung her head in shame and exhaustion. "W-where-?"
     
    "Right over-!" you stopped just as you completed an about face, your heart crashing to the stones below as you beheld the one thing you hadn't been anticipating; a line. 
     
    Your words died pitifully on your lips. "...There." 
     
    Oblivious to the potential diplomatic disaster they were causing, a not too short queue of ponies waited patiently for the lonely little bathroom, which had just closed its door for the latest occupant. Even if you were able to come up with a convincing lie, there was no way to empty the bathroom without causing a scene, one that would take far too long to clear up. You had failed your Princess yet again.
     
    "No!" Luna whined just loudly enough to be heard, a spurt of pee splashing none too quietly over the tile beneath her cheeks. It was too much to be denied twice, you could see that much in her expression of absolute hopelessness. Even with her legs crossed and her hooves squeezing her marehood like a vice, there was no way she could keep this up, and she seemed to think her time had come. A second tinkle against the stone echoed in the lonely hallway as she pleaded quietly, hooves quivering in near total exhaustion. "No… no…"
     
    Refusing to give up, you offered your hoof to help her stand, knees wobbling despite your certainty in your mission. This couldn't end here. "Princess, please-"
     
    Your offer wasn't even noticed. Her tightly shut eyes leaked tears freely, the absolute hopelessness she felt at her situation impossible to breach. 
     
    "Ohh! I'm… I can't! I'm going to pee!" Luna declared in humiliation, a deep red blush blooming across her entire muzzle at her own words. Hearing her say it out loud made you freeze in unexpected euphoria, but your loyalty stood the test well, refusing to accept defeat or give in completely to temptation. You remembered now; there was one last hope for your Princess.
     
    "Not yet!" you declared, ignoring all protocol to scoop under her middle and help her rise to her hooves. A spurt of urine gushed out of her as soon as she was halfway up, but you pretended not to notice how close it came to splashing you, or how many tiny puddles were now scattered about. Pointing the way you'd come, you hoped she wouldn't be angry that you had forgotten about a helpful resource in your prior panic. "There's a private bathroom for the guards just up this hall! We can still make it!"
     
    Instead of jumping to agree as expected, Luna remained quiet and closed her eyes again, lips pressed into a thin, trembling line as she processed the offer in a panicked rush. Thankfully there was no anger in her expression, but her desperation and near surrender gave you no comfort. For a split second you feared she was surrendering to desperation. 
     
    Snapping open her eyes without warning, she jumped to her hooves and nodded in a frenzy, willing to give it one final go. Still, her voice was almost choked with urgency. "Hurry! We must hurry!"
     
    You had never run faster in your entire life, but she still managed to overtake you in a few strides, following your direction from just ahead. Considering how she was down to the wire, you found it logical for her to lead; seconds would make the difference between victory and defeat. Following just behind, your eyes slipped between her legs for a heartbeat, just in time for you to catch sight of her tail rising. A now continuous flow sprinkled over the hallway in her wake, her marehood clenching valiantly as it used the last of its failing strength to hold it in. Hopefully nopony would come through here until everything had a chance to dry…
     
    Pssttt!
     
    A far thicker gush of piss hissed loudly as it escaped her majesty, making her stumble and cry out as she tried to reseal the floodgates. It occurred to you then that she really might not make it, and that you had no idea what to do if she didn't. There was nothing in your training about princesses having accidents! Not wanting it to come to that, you did the only thing you could; encourage her to keep going and pray she could hold it.
     
    "Just a little more, your Majesty!" you shouted, now just able to see the doorway that marked the private bathroom. It was within reach, right down the hall, she could do this! The two of you would be able to forget about it all-
     
    Ppppsssssttttt!
     
    Another burst of urine nearly splashed over your muzzle, silencing you on the spot. Though you didn't realize it consciously, you slid to a halt just when Luna did in front of you, the Royal mare losing control of all her legs at once. Front knees buckling and haunches going up, she trembled from overexertion as exhaustion caught her at last, her body losing the strength to fight right in front of you. Another hot spurt of piss surged out as the floodgates continued to fail, spattering across the tile in front of you. A few droplets splashed on your hooves.
     
    Gulping, you took a few panicked steps back, unable to look away. Watching enraptured as a thin dribble of pee cascaded continuously down her legs, you realized it was over. The flow only thickened with each passing second, trickling audibly as more and more started raining down from her marehood. You were frozen for many reasons, one of them being shock and the rest being a kind of awe. You choked out a lame offer of aid, knowing in your heart it was futile and she was done. Even her legs were spreading wide in unwitting acceptance. "You-your majesty-?"
     
    "I can't… I c-can't hold it anym-more!" Luna keened, tail flipping completely out of the way as another hot gush surged right to the floor. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as the floodgates came down right in front of you, her legs spreading and bending to help with the release she no longer had the power to stop. With a final cry of defeat, her wings went limp at her sides and she lost the battle with her bladder completely. "I'm sorry, I-I-I… I can't s-stop it! Ohhh-!"
     
    —///—
     
    Luna closed her eyes as her bladder emptied itself despite all of her protests, sending a waterfall of urine surging down between her spread and shaking back legs to splash on the tile below. A fiery blush filled her entire muzzle as the ridiculous sounds of her accident met her sensitive ears, from the loud hiss of her stream leaving her body to the cacophonous spatter of it hitting the cold tile, along with the faint rippling as it formed a puddle. She was helpless to do anything but submit, her shaking body refusing to heed her commands to try and run. Not even her incredible powers were enough to overcome the call of nature.
     
    A helpless sound of disbelief broke her brief silence as her body pushed down against her will, keeping the surge of urine going strong despite all of her ongoing protests. At the edge of her vision the bathroom she'd failed to reach seemed to mock her, taunting her with the fact all her struggle had been for nothing, that a Princess couldn't make it to the toilet… She couldn't even move her legs to try and shield herself, there was too much gushing out of her, the flood of piss so loud it echoed down the hallways. A million emotions swam through her; despair, humiliation, disbelief…
     
    But, and she was forced to accept she felt it at all, there was also relief.
     
    In the deepest part of her being, there was no denying the rush of piss leaving her bursting bladder was like heaven, the burden that had so pained her finally fading into relaxation that soothed her tense limbs and throbbing marehood… It was impossible not to tilt her head back with a sigh as the first wave of relief washed over her, the endorphins relaxing her to help her go faster. Actually pushing of her own volition, she nearly let a smile grace her lips as her stream surged to a new peak. She could feel the warmth as errant rivulets raced down her legs, tickling her worn out muscles, rewarding her with so many wonderful sensations…
     
    Then, just as she was getting almost comfortable, she remembered a most unfortunate fact; she wasn't alone.
     
    A panicked glance over her shoulder brought everything back, and she whimpered in helpless humiliation as she beheld her audience just as her stream surged from another push. 
     
    There you were, her faithful guard, getting an eyeful of her peeing herself. 
     
    You looked shocked, your jaw hanging open and your eyes wide as you stood motionless behind her, your hooves just shy of her growing puddle. Whimpering again, she tried in vain to stop her ongoing accident, clenching her lips and wiggling her hips. The waterfall continued to fall with only minor interruptions in its impressive flow, her bladder refusing even a compromise. The juxtaposition between incredible pleasure and unfathomable humiliation left her thoroughly distraught.
     
    "I can't s-stop!" she cried out, voice shaking as the conflicting feelings left her torn between keening and moaning. There was so much raw pleasure washing through her, from the relief of letting everything out to something she'd never experienced before… Yet, somehow the humiliation of peeing herself was far from the most important thing she was feeling. If anything, it was second to a mystery pleasure tingling through every part of her you were getting an eyeful of. It was with even greater shock that she realized what was causing it; having you as an audience felt good.
     
    Feeling herself drop below half of her usual capacity, she gave up completely on stopping herself, not that she would have had much success. Overworked muscles gleefully let herself continue to urinate, the naughty delight coursing through her only making that better. In a fog of contradicting emotions, she wasn't quite able to do much beyond submit. Ample physical pleasure made that far easier than she would have liked.
     
    —///—
     
    "Ahhhh…"
     
    A soft sigh from the Princess nearly did you in, not that you weren't already dealing with far too much to begin with. The puddle she was still adding to had now grown enough to force you back further, though no part of you wanted a more distant view. This was, to put it quite simply and bluntly and shamefully, the hottest thing you'd ever seen. Your desire not to feel that way did nothing to lessen your shame at your own enjoyment. It was bad enough that you could feel yourself throbbing under your armor, but you couldn't even look away! Trying not to make a sound revealing yourself, you bit your lip to keep deathly quiet.
     
    Luna bore an expression of total relief as she emptied herself, her tail draped over her back in relaxation. When her stream briefly sagged from the dropping pressure she merely pushed again, going right back to full force and keeping her waterfall going strong. You could hear every pitter patter, and see the ripples spreading across the puddle's surface in the moonlight streaming down from a window… 
     
    Far too soon, her flow started to sag with greater frequency, the stream and it's accompanying hiss slowing down. Luna sighed again and continued finishing up, spread legs quivering as she finally closed in on full relief. There was no bulge on her front any longer, and she appeared to finally be relaxing from head to tail, the tremble fading from her limbs as she did so and began to sink to the tile. It was impossible to imagine how tortured she'd felt…
     
    A splash against your hoof gave you a slightly better idea, at least, after you beheld the size of the lake lapping at your hooves. Even for a mare of her size, it was beyond impressive. You were sure she must have gone the entire day without a single bathroom break.
     
    Realization dawned on her face as her stream stopped for the first time, though it quickly started up again as a weak dribble. In seconds it no longer had enough of an arc to even clear her lips, instead dribbling down her legs and splashing messily to the floor. Soft sounds passed over her lips as she visibly clenched to finish peeing, the rivulets leaving her legs and backside absolutely soaked. A slightly closer inspection revealed the faintest wisps of steam rising from her dripping fur. You watched every droplet as they fell in an increasingly slow procession. 
     
    Then, just like that, the Princess of the Night was finished.
     
    There was silence like no other, the lack of a surging stream emphasizing that the two of you were indeed alone. In the absence of an active emergency you realized you had no clue what to do or say. Did she want help? Did she want you to leave? It was with no small measure of guilt you accepted a possible termination of your job, given that you had failed to get her to a bathroom in time…
     
    "I… I am… finished." Luna said simply, not moving from her crumpled position amidst her ocean. Still quite wobbly, she shivered from a growing chill, her once steaming release turning cold quite quickly. She appeared to be just as lost as you were…
     
    Not wanting to let her down further, you quickly pushed aside everything holding you back and moved to help. Stepping carefully around her puddle, you came to her front and offered your hoof. "Y-your majesty?" you said sheepishly, nearly losing your nerve at the lingering blush in her cheeks as she looked up at you. Gulping, you continued, wanting nothing more than to make things better at what had to be one of her worst moments. "We can still… clean you up… There are plenty of towels in the bathroom and it is rarely visited. Nopony will know."
     
    She was silent for only a moment, sniffling as your words registered.
     
    Nopony will know.
     
    It was a promise to never tell, that your loyalty to her meant this little incident wouldn't exist beyond a stretch of hallway. Nodding quietly, she took your hoof, a different kind of relief apparent on her face.
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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from LifeIsStrange in Pony Pee Stories   
    I've got another one, this time about a royal horse and a ball with too many lines, and you the reader are her guard who has to help her try and get to a bathroom in time! I hope you all enjoy! You can commission me if you like this, and if nothing else, please let me know how I can improve!
     
    For all of her natural authority, regal command, and effortless grace, Princess Luna had precious little ability to hide what bothered her, no matter how embarrassing the issue at hoof was. That didn't stop her from trying to hide things, mind you. The Princess of the Night was famously secretive and proud. 
     
    You knew all that well, as one of her most trusted guards, but you were clinging to some hope that her subjects were too dazzled by her royalty to notice anything amiss…
     
    Because it was very obvious to you that her majesty needed to pee.
     
    Atop the dais that held their thrones and beheld from a distance, Princess Luna appeared to only be rocking her hips from side to side in simple appreciation for the steady music. Close as you were, you could see the unfortunate truth. The base of her tail was clamped firmly in place over her marehood, likely to help her keep the floodgates sealed in the middle of a crowded castle, and her haunches were tense as a board. Then there was the sweat starting to shimmer on her coat, the way her rump clenched and her legs crossed and uncrossed, and the expression of increasing discomfort and concern on her face. Faint sounds of considerable urgency slipped from her muzzle every time she had enough space between herself and her subjects.
     
    You were in crisis mode yourself, because as her guard for the evening, surely you had to do something?!
     
    A constantly watching crowd made you hesitant to act. Luna was doing an excellent job appearing chipper when ponies approached her, though for the first time ever you were grateful she was receiving much less fanfare than Celestia. The more popular princess was attracting most of the crowd, and in the process, unknowingly leaving her sister some precious moments of freedom to catch her breath. Quite literally; you noticed Luna was starting to become winded, her sides expanding for deep gulps of air as she began to feel the exertion of her efforts. That was to say nothing of the bulge on her middle, where a balloon sized swell was making the fullness of her bladder known to the outside world. The Princess was running out of time.
     
    Thankfully, she was smart enough to know that. Cyan eyes turned to you damp with tears of panic, a painful admission of need in their depths, and you hurried to her side without delay.
     
    "Your majesty, are you alright?" you whispered in a hurry, almost tripping over yourself to help. There was no delicate way to say it, but time was obviously running out and the two of you needed to do something quickly to avoid… an unfathomable diplomatic tragedy. Still, you tried to be tactful with your words. 
     
    A small cough disguised your next question. "Do we need to… leave?"
     
    —///—
     
    Luna felt her knees threaten to give as a fresh wave of humiliation crashed over her, your awareness of her emergency making things all the worse. It was bad enough that she was in this situation, but for it to be so obvious that you knew she was in such ridiculously dire need of a toilet… You were the last pony she ever would want to see her in such a state. However, her most loyal and trusted of guards, she also had to take some comfort in the fact it was you who was standing beside her at this precarious moment. With you she had a fighting chance.
     
    "Yes!" she hissed through clenched teeth, a single tear dropping down her cheek as her bladder trembled through a spasm. Thankfully her billowing mane shielded her expression from the crowd, preventing anypony from catching her small breakdown, but she knew such luck couldn't be counted on for long. A winding line was still inching up the stairs to see the Royal Sisters, and there was a massive party stretching through the palace… There were many variables that made this all too delicate of a situation to linger in.
     
    "I will get us out of here." you vowed, touching her with your loyalty. This was going to be well rewarded, she was sure of that, but she hadn't a clue how to adequately reward such selflessness. A kingdom or two of your own, perhaps? Another burst of agony through her embattled marehood kept such thoughts of secondary importance at the moment, her urethra throbbing after enduring such pressure for so long. Every inch of her mound felt hot, and with the growing amount of sweat on her coat she could no longer determine if the wet heat was a sign her floodgates were failing… Merciful Midnight, why hadn't she forced a moment for a bathroom break before she was on the verge of peeing herself?
     
    "Princess Luna, I've just received a message; your presence is required for a quick matter regarding the… refreshments!"
     
    Your voice cut through her fog just sharply enough to give her a little startle, but she recovered quickly once she recognized a way out of her torment. Standing straight even though it pained her straining bladder, she forced a smile and nodded, bidding a quick "I'll be back" to her sister in the form of a nod. 
     
    "Of course! Please, excuse me!" she announced, hoping the struggle in her voice might be mistaken for an effort to be heard over the crowd. Breathing deeply, the Royal mare followed you off the back entrance to the dais and down a concealed flight of stairs, clenching her teeth at every painful step. Each bounce jostled her bladder like a great water balloon, sending it sloshing inside of her with enough force to make her urethra ache at the fresh struggle to hold it all in. Ice filled her veins as something warm dribbled down the contours of her inner thigh when her back hoof touched the floor. Running on the assumption it was sweat, she clamped down her tail even harder.
     
    —///—
     
    "W-where is the nearest… b-b-bathroom!" Princess Luna gasped out as soon as the two of you slipped behind a pair of curtains, taking advantage of the privacy to cross her legs like a vice and bounce on the spot to try and relieve some of the tension. Delicate horseshoes tapped out a rapid melody on the tile as she hopped her weight to each hoof. Seeing the Princess shift into a desperate potty dance nearly tied your tongue, but urgency helped you find your voice. You had enough crisis training to know not a second could be wasted gaping or gawking.
     
    "There is one used by the staff just past the dining area. So long as it's not the shift change, we don't have to worry about witnesses!" you explained, pointing down an access hallway that was roped off from guests. It would attract little attention to duck through such an exit, and it was the fastest way out of the main ballroom, allowing you to save the Princess from as much humiliation as possible.
     
    "Lead the way, posthaste!" she commanded, sounding more pleading than authoritative. Your breath caught at her tone, something within you jumping to attention at the sights and sounds of a Princess desperate to pee. Not daring to indulge such things, you quickly shut it down and pretended you were nothing but focused and confident for the task at hoof. Holding your head high, you guided Luna out into the open. Thankfully, ponies didn't hesitate to clear the way for royalty led by a guard. Most would assume your quest was for something important and not of their concern, and plenty were too busy socializing to care at all.
     
    In the brief calm, your dedication was challenged by another burst of… fascination, and your eyes shifted backwards to absorb everything happening behind you. Princess Luna had her head held high, but she was starting to flounder in her presentation. By now the sweat dripping down her coat was readily apparent in her dark fur, shimmering in the light with every slow step she took across the tile. A fine tremor ran through her muscles from nerves and exertion. The worst was in her knees, which wobbled so considerably you feared she might trip on any given step. That would be a disaster of the most tragic magnitude… You couldn't even imagine a Princess tripping before such a crowd, only to soil herself, the flood gushing out over the expensive tile-
     
    Stop it! You demanded of yourself, blushing as your heart hammered against your breastplate and the image left your body tingling. Why was this situation bringing out these feelings and thoughts that you had never experienced before? You were loyal to the Princess, no matter what, and no part of you found any pleasure in this predicament for her. You were just fulfilling a mission!
     
    A tiny whimper tested your mettle and found it wanting. Lips pressed tightly into a line, Luna audibly gasped as the two of you all but stumbled into the hallway, the loss of an audience smashing her fake calm. Despite the mere minutes that had passed since she'd first admitted her need, she was already in far more dire straits, her rump visibly flexing as she tried to add more pressure on the outside. Without any eyes on her, she became openly urgent, shamelessly bouncing her rump from side to side. Her hindlimbs rubbed together as she briefly leaned on a wall for support and caught her breath with a few panicked huffs.
     
    "We m-must move quickly!" she pleaded when she could talk again, sending a bolt of lighting straight back to the meeting point of your own hind legs. It was now impossible for you to ignore whatever was awakening within you, but that didn't mean it had to be your focus. For her, you would give it your all.
     
    "Of course, Princess!"
     
    —///—
     
    Princess Luna was just attempting not to cry as she followed you down the narrow but blissfully empty hallway, her eyes burning with tears of pain, shame, and utter mortification. Were it not for you, she doubted she'd have made it this far, and she certainly wouldn't have been in any state to search for a toilet. You were owed more already than she had the capacity to give.
     
    A fresh eruption of heat and agony at her posterior nearly tore a most indignant yelp from her throat. Swallowing it down and scrunching up her muzzle with distaste, she didn't dare look at you as she followed a short distance behind, her shoes clacking against the stone with every forceful step. Each subsequent echo was like a taunting clock, ticking ever closer to the inevitable, mocking her with how little time she had left before she would no longer be in control… 
     
    Another tickle of wet heat down her thighs made her bite her lip fearfully, the underside of her tail sticking to her marehood with what she was no longer confident was merely sweat. Considering how much warmth was down there now, it was impossible to say if she was even still holding it in or had started to leak continuously.
     
    "Here, your majesty, just ahead!" you hissed, encouraging her to run as you closed in on the end of the hallway. A saintly choir seemed to beckon her to the glow ahead, her hooves growing light at the prospect of all her torment coming to a blissful end… Not even a far more palpable trickle running down her leg spoiled her mood. 
     
    Taking the lead, you pointed ahead, and she began to plan on the best way to get her larger than average frame over a toilet designed for normal ponies. It would have to be quick, she doubted she would be able to hold it long enough to dally for anything, but it would be heaven. She nearly cried fresh tears of joy…
     
    "Here, I-oh…"
     
    The sound of your voice fading to hopeless silence brought her skidding to a halt, and just in time to see the line that was waiting outside of the bathroom. A row of guards, cooks, maids and other workers stood in a queue for the stall, likely just now getting the chance to go after the changing of shifts that she had just missed… They would all know exactly what was happening if her guard ordered them aside for the Princess.
     
    Anguish didn't quite describe the weight of the emotion that nearly dropped Luna to the floor, but she hardly had time to linger in her grief. Scrambling back into the small amount of privacy provided by the hallway, she let go of dignity and threw her hooves beneath her as she flipped her tail aside, leaning against the wall as she pressed her fancy horseshoes into her marehood. Bulging bladder on clear display, she sobbed as she teetered on the edge of an accident, struggling not to pee then and there.
     
    "Too many ponies! I won't make… we must find one without a line!" she begged, forcing herself to be okay with you beholding her in such a state so long as she found a toilet in time. Wide eyes found yours, and to no one's surprise you were frozen on the spot, your hooves rooted to the tile in absolute shock. Why wouldn't you be? She was Princess of the Night, responsible for raising the moon into the sky, and she was about to have an accident! Of course you were distraught!
     
    Adrenaline flooded her veins as she lost control and squirted into her hoof, the piping hot piss spraying over the fine filigree and herself before pattering to the floor. Only her dark coat saved her from showing visible dampness, though she was already quite wet from the strain of her hold. Both of you pretended she hadn't leaked right there as she looked into your eyes for a last chance. The trembling in her knees was so great it shook her voice, which was hardly more than a whisper. "Please, please, please tell me you know one…"
     
    Like a final bastion against her total humiliation, you came through with a solution, encouraging her to put all four hooves on the ground and keep going with a frantic point of your hoof.
     
    "Over by the water features! There's a bathroom, and it's usually way less crowded. Let's hurry!"
     
    —///—
     
    You were fairly certain your heart was about to beat out of your chest, either due to the exercise of running at full speed or the exhilaration of everything going on, and you weren't certain which would be worse.
     
    There were no longer just bursts of arousal distracting you from your duty, you felt like your whole body was on fire. Throbbing need between your legs gave off so much heat you had to be nervous it might be discovered. Only your armor was hiding your shame, and the gleaming metal did little to distract from the exuberance you didn't have time to hide. Hopefully the Princess was reading your wide eyes and rapid breaths as urgency for her sake, especially as the two of you raced down the hall together. To be fair, that wasn't entirely untrue. No amount of arousal could stop you from wanting what was best for the Princess.
     
    That didn't make focusing easy, however. Luna made a sound of pain each and every time her hooves met the tile, sending rhythmic jolts of euphoria up your spine even as you looked at nothing but the path ahead. All you had to do was get her to the toilet, and the bathrooms up this way were rarely occupied, even during such large parties. Considering how this wing was absolutely bursting with fountains, indoor ponds and other water features, you weren't too surprised so few fancy ponies chose it as a gathering spot. Fine gowns and flowing water rarely mixed.
     
    Then again, neither did flowing water and bursting bladders…
     
    Shaking your head to clear the distractions, you skidded to a halt as your destination rapidly came up, the Princess nearly crashing into you from behind as she did the same. Metal shoes struggling to find purchase on the smooth stone, Luna nearly lost her footing and tripped just before she regained control and dug in her hooves. There was a thin squeak from the tile as she slid to a halt at your side.
     
    In the half second before she slammed her rump to the ground and jammed a heel between her legs, you very clearly saw a thin spurt of pee escape her tight and sopping lips, the resulting tinkle forming a tiny puddle below her. Keening and shoving her front hooves between her thighs, the shaking mare looked to you in helpless need, so far into her desperation she couldn't think clearly. In the room beyond, a million gallons of water trickling and splashing and gushing over fancy fountains did nothing to aid her. Having not thought in depth about how her majesty might handle getting to the bathroom without losing control in such a state, you made an executive decision to carry her if her legs proved too weak. Even if she was a solid mare, you couldn't just let things fail after she'd come so far. Not when she was mere feet from relief!
     
    Luna whimpered and whispered, her voice just clear enough for you to understand as she hung her head in shame and exhaustion. "W-where-?"
     
    "Right over-!" you stopped just as you completed an about face, your heart crashing to the stones below as you beheld the one thing you hadn't been anticipating; a line. 
     
    Your words died pitifully on your lips. "...There." 
     
    Oblivious to the potential diplomatic disaster they were causing, a not too short queue of ponies waited patiently for the lonely little bathroom, which had just closed its door for the latest occupant. Even if you were able to come up with a convincing lie, there was no way to empty the bathroom without causing a scene, one that would take far too long to clear up. You had failed your Princess yet again.
     
    "No!" Luna whined just loudly enough to be heard, a spurt of pee splashing none too quietly over the tile beneath her cheeks. It was too much to be denied twice, you could see that much in her expression of absolute hopelessness. Even with her legs crossed and her hooves squeezing her marehood like a vice, there was no way she could keep this up, and she seemed to think her time had come. A second tinkle against the stone echoed in the lonely hallway as she pleaded quietly, hooves quivering in near total exhaustion. "No… no…"
     
    Refusing to give up, you offered your hoof to help her stand, knees wobbling despite your certainty in your mission. This couldn't end here. "Princess, please-"
     
    Your offer wasn't even noticed. Her tightly shut eyes leaked tears freely, the absolute hopelessness she felt at her situation impossible to breach. 
     
    "Ohh! I'm… I can't! I'm going to pee!" Luna declared in humiliation, a deep red blush blooming across her entire muzzle at her own words. Hearing her say it out loud made you freeze in unexpected euphoria, but your loyalty stood the test well, refusing to accept defeat or give in completely to temptation. You remembered now; there was one last hope for your Princess.
     
    "Not yet!" you declared, ignoring all protocol to scoop under her middle and help her rise to her hooves. A spurt of urine gushed out of her as soon as she was halfway up, but you pretended not to notice how close it came to splashing you, or how many tiny puddles were now scattered about. Pointing the way you'd come, you hoped she wouldn't be angry that you had forgotten about a helpful resource in your prior panic. "There's a private bathroom for the guards just up this hall! We can still make it!"
     
    Instead of jumping to agree as expected, Luna remained quiet and closed her eyes again, lips pressed into a thin, trembling line as she processed the offer in a panicked rush. Thankfully there was no anger in her expression, but her desperation and near surrender gave you no comfort. For a split second you feared she was surrendering to desperation. 
     
    Snapping open her eyes without warning, she jumped to her hooves and nodded in a frenzy, willing to give it one final go. Still, her voice was almost choked with urgency. "Hurry! We must hurry!"
     
    You had never run faster in your entire life, but she still managed to overtake you in a few strides, following your direction from just ahead. Considering how she was down to the wire, you found it logical for her to lead; seconds would make the difference between victory and defeat. Following just behind, your eyes slipped between her legs for a heartbeat, just in time for you to catch sight of her tail rising. A now continuous flow sprinkled over the hallway in her wake, her marehood clenching valiantly as it used the last of its failing strength to hold it in. Hopefully nopony would come through here until everything had a chance to dry…
     
    Pssttt!
     
    A far thicker gush of piss hissed loudly as it escaped her majesty, making her stumble and cry out as she tried to reseal the floodgates. It occurred to you then that she really might not make it, and that you had no idea what to do if she didn't. There was nothing in your training about princesses having accidents! Not wanting it to come to that, you did the only thing you could; encourage her to keep going and pray she could hold it.
     
    "Just a little more, your Majesty!" you shouted, now just able to see the doorway that marked the private bathroom. It was within reach, right down the hall, she could do this! The two of you would be able to forget about it all-
     
    Ppppsssssttttt!
     
    Another burst of urine nearly splashed over your muzzle, silencing you on the spot. Though you didn't realize it consciously, you slid to a halt just when Luna did in front of you, the Royal mare losing control of all her legs at once. Front knees buckling and haunches going up, she trembled from overexertion as exhaustion caught her at last, her body losing the strength to fight right in front of you. Another hot spurt of piss surged out as the floodgates continued to fail, spattering across the tile in front of you. A few droplets splashed on your hooves.
     
    Gulping, you took a few panicked steps back, unable to look away. Watching enraptured as a thin dribble of pee cascaded continuously down her legs, you realized it was over. The flow only thickened with each passing second, trickling audibly as more and more started raining down from her marehood. You were frozen for many reasons, one of them being shock and the rest being a kind of awe. You choked out a lame offer of aid, knowing in your heart it was futile and she was done. Even her legs were spreading wide in unwitting acceptance. "You-your majesty-?"
     
    "I can't… I c-can't hold it anym-more!" Luna keened, tail flipping completely out of the way as another hot gush surged right to the floor. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as the floodgates came down right in front of you, her legs spreading and bending to help with the release she no longer had the power to stop. With a final cry of defeat, her wings went limp at her sides and she lost the battle with her bladder completely. "I'm sorry, I-I-I… I can't s-stop it! Ohhh-!"
     
    —///—
     
    Luna closed her eyes as her bladder emptied itself despite all of her protests, sending a waterfall of urine surging down between her spread and shaking back legs to splash on the tile below. A fiery blush filled her entire muzzle as the ridiculous sounds of her accident met her sensitive ears, from the loud hiss of her stream leaving her body to the cacophonous spatter of it hitting the cold tile, along with the faint rippling as it formed a puddle. She was helpless to do anything but submit, her shaking body refusing to heed her commands to try and run. Not even her incredible powers were enough to overcome the call of nature.
     
    A helpless sound of disbelief broke her brief silence as her body pushed down against her will, keeping the surge of urine going strong despite all of her ongoing protests. At the edge of her vision the bathroom she'd failed to reach seemed to mock her, taunting her with the fact all her struggle had been for nothing, that a Princess couldn't make it to the toilet… She couldn't even move her legs to try and shield herself, there was too much gushing out of her, the flood of piss so loud it echoed down the hallways. A million emotions swam through her; despair, humiliation, disbelief…
     
    But, and she was forced to accept she felt it at all, there was also relief.
     
    In the deepest part of her being, there was no denying the rush of piss leaving her bursting bladder was like heaven, the burden that had so pained her finally fading into relaxation that soothed her tense limbs and throbbing marehood… It was impossible not to tilt her head back with a sigh as the first wave of relief washed over her, the endorphins relaxing her to help her go faster. Actually pushing of her own volition, she nearly let a smile grace her lips as her stream surged to a new peak. She could feel the warmth as errant rivulets raced down her legs, tickling her worn out muscles, rewarding her with so many wonderful sensations…
     
    Then, just as she was getting almost comfortable, she remembered a most unfortunate fact; she wasn't alone.
     
    A panicked glance over her shoulder brought everything back, and she whimpered in helpless humiliation as she beheld her audience just as her stream surged from another push. 
     
    There you were, her faithful guard, getting an eyeful of her peeing herself. 
     
    You looked shocked, your jaw hanging open and your eyes wide as you stood motionless behind her, your hooves just shy of her growing puddle. Whimpering again, she tried in vain to stop her ongoing accident, clenching her lips and wiggling her hips. The waterfall continued to fall with only minor interruptions in its impressive flow, her bladder refusing even a compromise. The juxtaposition between incredible pleasure and unfathomable humiliation left her thoroughly distraught.
     
    "I can't s-stop!" she cried out, voice shaking as the conflicting feelings left her torn between keening and moaning. There was so much raw pleasure washing through her, from the relief of letting everything out to something she'd never experienced before… Yet, somehow the humiliation of peeing herself was far from the most important thing she was feeling. If anything, it was second to a mystery pleasure tingling through every part of her you were getting an eyeful of. It was with even greater shock that she realized what was causing it; having you as an audience felt good.
     
    Feeling herself drop below half of her usual capacity, she gave up completely on stopping herself, not that she would have had much success. Overworked muscles gleefully let herself continue to urinate, the naughty delight coursing through her only making that better. In a fog of contradicting emotions, she wasn't quite able to do much beyond submit. Ample physical pleasure made that far easier than she would have liked.
     
    —///—
     
    "Ahhhh…"
     
    A soft sigh from the Princess nearly did you in, not that you weren't already dealing with far too much to begin with. The puddle she was still adding to had now grown enough to force you back further, though no part of you wanted a more distant view. This was, to put it quite simply and bluntly and shamefully, the hottest thing you'd ever seen. Your desire not to feel that way did nothing to lessen your shame at your own enjoyment. It was bad enough that you could feel yourself throbbing under your armor, but you couldn't even look away! Trying not to make a sound revealing yourself, you bit your lip to keep deathly quiet.
     
    Luna bore an expression of total relief as she emptied herself, her tail draped over her back in relaxation. When her stream briefly sagged from the dropping pressure she merely pushed again, going right back to full force and keeping her waterfall going strong. You could hear every pitter patter, and see the ripples spreading across the puddle's surface in the moonlight streaming down from a window… 
     
    Far too soon, her flow started to sag with greater frequency, the stream and it's accompanying hiss slowing down. Luna sighed again and continued finishing up, spread legs quivering as she finally closed in on full relief. There was no bulge on her front any longer, and she appeared to finally be relaxing from head to tail, the tremble fading from her limbs as she did so and began to sink to the tile. It was impossible to imagine how tortured she'd felt…
     
    A splash against your hoof gave you a slightly better idea, at least, after you beheld the size of the lake lapping at your hooves. Even for a mare of her size, it was beyond impressive. You were sure she must have gone the entire day without a single bathroom break.
     
    Realization dawned on her face as her stream stopped for the first time, though it quickly started up again as a weak dribble. In seconds it no longer had enough of an arc to even clear her lips, instead dribbling down her legs and splashing messily to the floor. Soft sounds passed over her lips as she visibly clenched to finish peeing, the rivulets leaving her legs and backside absolutely soaked. A slightly closer inspection revealed the faintest wisps of steam rising from her dripping fur. You watched every droplet as they fell in an increasingly slow procession. 
     
    Then, just like that, the Princess of the Night was finished.
     
    There was silence like no other, the lack of a surging stream emphasizing that the two of you were indeed alone. In the absence of an active emergency you realized you had no clue what to do or say. Did she want help? Did she want you to leave? It was with no small measure of guilt you accepted a possible termination of your job, given that you had failed to get her to a bathroom in time…
     
    "I… I am… finished." Luna said simply, not moving from her crumpled position amidst her ocean. Still quite wobbly, she shivered from a growing chill, her once steaming release turning cold quite quickly. She appeared to be just as lost as you were…
     
    Not wanting to let her down further, you quickly pushed aside everything holding you back and moved to help. Stepping carefully around her puddle, you came to her front and offered your hoof. "Y-your majesty?" you said sheepishly, nearly losing your nerve at the lingering blush in her cheeks as she looked up at you. Gulping, you continued, wanting nothing more than to make things better at what had to be one of her worst moments. "We can still… clean you up… There are plenty of towels in the bathroom and it is rarely visited. Nopony will know."
     
    She was silent for only a moment, sniffling as your words registered.
     
    Nopony will know.
     
    It was a promise to never tell, that your loyalty to her meant this little incident wouldn't exist beyond a stretch of hallway. Nodding quietly, she took your hoof, a different kind of relief apparent on her face.
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    Cupcakes85 got a reaction from Brackets in Late Night Watering (MLP)   
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    Though she knew the layout of their old home well enough to trot it backwards in her sleep, Princess Luna had yet to memorize the entirety of the Canterlot Castle, leaving her in need of a guide for visits to areas she rarely traveled. At present such a pony wasn't available, so she was on her own as she hurried through the hallways branching off from the ballroom, her magical mane flowing well behind her as she hurried. The area was one of the few where only castle staff and royalty had permission to travel, so she was quite alone as she cantered down a dark hallway.
    At least that meant she was free of witnesses when she skidded to a halt and crossed her back legs in a rush, color rising to her cheeks as a soft keen echoed down the window lined hall. Sweat dampened her dark coat, beading along her forehead and going flying as she looked about the tight quarters with rapid twists of her neck. Even with her darkness adjusted eyes she found nothing and no one to help her. For all of her struggle that was just as well, she'd have combusted if one of her subjects saw her in her current state...
    What would they do if they saw a potty dancing princess anyway?
    Hot pain burst across her marehood in a spasm, the muscles seeming to throw a tantrum at her adamant refusal to give them a break, and she was left hopping from side to side. Thighs crammed together and slick with sweat, the mare tried to give herself some light to search by with her horn, only to whimper when the concentration sent another jolt of pain down her hindquarters. There wasn't a way to use her powers without creating the very disaster she wanted to avoid.
    Worse, she was no longer just away from the party, she was rather turned around. It would take time she didn't have to get back to the crowd, and by then she'd be at her limit, if she didn't lose control on the way.
    Another burst of agony made her cry out, rump dropping so she could shove her heel against her marehood. There was already more dampness than she wanted to acknowledge on her marehood, though hopefully it was nothing more than sweat... a great deal of it.
    "Why didn't you just go when you woke up?" she asked herself, voice a croaky whisper in her current state as she rocked her hips from side to side. Memories of her private room and the attached bathroom mocked her with how easily she could have avoided her current predicament; if only she'd gone just as the sunset woke her, when she had first felt the fullness of her bladder throbbing between her legs... Oh, but she'd been so confident in her ability to hold, even when she'd learned this party was occurring and required her to make an appearance... The line to the bathrooms was probably just as long now as it had been when she'd left, especially with a number of the restrooms closed for renovations.
    Thinking of a toilet made her spasm again, and this time a shock of hot wetness dribbling down her inner flank sent cold adrenaline through her veins. Bouncing her back legs, she started up her search again, looking for a bathroom that wasn't blocked by a line of ponies. Without a soul for company the clopping of her hooves over the pristine tile was loud enough to make her wince, and her own haggard breathing was no more subtle, her soft whimpers of pain growing louder with every step. All she had to be thankful for was privacy, with nothing but the occasional statue in the moonlight to judge her for being in such a predicament.
    Princess Luna came to a shaky and sudden halt by one of the many windows, her back legs trembling as a series of soft cries left her lips and her legs wound themselves together. It was all trying to burst out then and there, threatening to overwhelm her floodgates and gush onto the tile below...
    Tears burned in her eyes as she looked out on the darkened landscape; the forest beyond beckoned to her, inviting her to relieve herself as she had many times before while out on patrol. All she ever needed was a tree and a heft of her tail... Had she the strength or time she'd have gladly taken to the skies and found the edge of the forest, but her wings were locked at her side now, frozen like the rest of her thanks to how coiled she was. All her body allowed was a tightening of her crossed legs and a soft sound of despair as more heat dribbled down her thighs.
    Not here, not here... Merciful Midnight, I can't do it here!
    But what could she do?? There was nowhere to go, she didn't have the capacity to get somewhere appropriate, and she had to pee...
    Some terrible madness, brought on by an unbearable need to urinate, compelled her to take the path of least resistance. Nopony knew she was here, and there probably wouldn't be anypony coming through these halls until morning... If there was anything left at all by then it would be impossible to tell where the puddle came from, and her greatest humiliation would be mopped up like it had never occurred in the first place. Such intense desperation clouded her mind to the point that the idea seemed absolutely brilliant. Who cared about dignity when so much was at stake? Even better, if she seized the opportunity now when there was no one around, there'd be no chance of her getting caught. Temptation tugged at the tail she'd plastered over the exit, compelling it to rise and reveal a glimpse of her marehood, the delicate folds puffy and sore thanks to all of her holding-
    "No!" she stopped herself from peeing with a cry of defiance, but her bold resistance petered out with another keen of pain, her labia burning from the overexertion. Though she didn't lose a drop, she was left standing in the same spot and enduring the same predicament, her side heaving to catch her breath. There was too much pride in her to lose control, but there was also far too much piss for that ideal to last, meaning she had this brief window in which to make a decision. At this point she was in damage control and accepted that nothing would be perfect... though surely there was somewhere more or less dignified a princess could pee, right?! Somewhere out of the way, free of witnesses, and that would let her keep some measure of her dignity...
    Rythmic agony in her urethra, like a captive banging against an exit, formed the backdrop of her decision. Barely coherent and ready to burst, the mare took one final look around. Darkness at both ends of the hallway made her feel quite isolated, though there was still nowhere that made for an obvious back up toilet. Shimmering light from the countless windows danced across the marble tiles as her eyes darted about, the statues of ancient heroes all flanked by pristine pots and vases of rare flowers that gave the hall a wiff of sweetness.
    A mix of a pained cry and a frustrated sigh passed her muzzle as she failed to find a solution. A million fineries, but not a single-
    Wait.
    An instinct within her realized the potential of the plants before her conscious mind could even register the wilted fronds of the closest one, and by then she was already hobbling over, trying not to spurt with every step. Knowing relief was potentially at hoof gave her the strength to hold just a little longer, though there was still wetness on her fur that would need to be dealt with.
    In the full light of the moon she was just able to maneuver the pot with her shaking hooves, her chest heaving as she pulled it close and moved the withered leaves aside. A glance inside and a quick bit of mental math found the pot roughly big and deep enough, she hoped, to contain the full capacity of her bladder without overflowing. It would help that the plant inside was dry and withering; hopefully it would by thirsty enough to drink up everything she gave it...
    Securing the pristine ceramic between her hooves, Luna bit her lip and shoved herself behind a tiny outcrop between two towering statues so she had some hint of privacy, securing her coiled self as out of sight as her size allowed. Granted, there was a towering window at her side, but she reasoned it was dark enough that she didn't have to worry about that. The real threat came from being stumbled upon whilst she was powerless to move. Smushing her side against the cold glass and bracing her forehead against the statue at her front, Luna prayed she'd also be quiet enough not to draw attention, blushing even harder at the fact she needed to be worried about such things.
    A hot sting filled her marehood as she pushed the plant behind her, the darkness and her own lack of experience going under such circumstances making it hard to be sure she wasn't about to shower the hallway, not that she had the time to care. Trying not to feel too humiliated, she spread her legs and squatted like a dog, aiming herself at the pot she'd placed between her legs and behind her rump. Quaking as the ocean prepared to gush forth, she nearly choked on her humiliation as she settled into position, lifting her tail to expose her shame to the open air.
    She didn't even need to "go" thanks to her desperation; the opportunity for relief kicked her body into action, a sense of warm relaxation washing over all the parts of her that had been so tormented and compelling them to release their tension. Heat flooded her cheeks as she felt herself giving in, her senses primed for intruders even as she recognized stopping would be impossible.
    Tail hefting high and out of the way, Luna gasped and twitched as her labia partef suddenly, the cold night air sending a bolt tingling up her spine and a quiver along the length of her back. It was all it took.
    Endorphins tingling along her shaking body, the Princess had to bite her lip to avoid gasping at the first spurt to willingly pass her labia, the hot droplets of piss sprinkling the wilted plant below to gather on the leaves like golden dew. Holding it for so long made letting go a slow process, but she didn't need to expend effort on anything but maintaining her aim, her floodgates naturally easing open beneath the astounding pressure inside her. Soft gasps from her open mouth were the only quiet cue to what she was doing. At first it was overwhelmingly sharp thanks a veritable ocean of piss rushing for the exit, but after a few precious moments she finally felt the pieces fall into place. Her urethra relaxed, her tail went limp across her flank, and the floodgates eased open at long last...
    In the silent hallway, she heard her tinkle pattering against the dirt before she even realized she was going for real, the sound of release like music to her twitching ears. It was the tiniest stream she'd ever known at the start, thinner than the knib of a delicate quill, but it didn't take long for it to thicken. Soft hissing merged with the delicate sound of her flow splashing into the dirt, and as out of place as it was she knew the noise would be recognizable to anypony as soon as they heard it. That should have put her on edge; anypony unlucky enough to stumble into the hallway would have been able to tell what she was doing before they even saw her, but she found it impossible to care, let alone worry.
    "Ahhhhh..."
    Fog blossomed on the window as she let out a heavy sigh, her sweat soaked forehead resting against the cool glass and her eyes lidding with bliss as she felt it at long last; relief.
    From between her parted labia, a thin tinkle sped up until it was a proper waterfall, the flow landing perfectly in the center of the pot save for the occasional brush against the wilted leaves. Princess Luna shifted her hooves for greater comfort, keeping herself close to the pot so she didn't overshoot and make a mess on the tile below, not that she could do much about the small amount spattering to the floor... There was no controlling such a high velocity stream in such tight quarters. Enjoying herself too much to care, she sighed again, cracking open her eyes as the first rush of urine lost some of its power.
    Looking out on the empty moonlit landscape as her stream slowed, the Princess pushed down on her bladder without delay, needing only to give a tiny squeeze before she was once again gushing at full capacity.
    Taking a moment to look back at her progress, Luna had to hold back a naughty smile when she beheld the window fogging from the heat of her release, the clear glass becoming nearly opaque from the heat she was letting off. That was to say nothing of how much she'd already made; the bone dry dirt was now struggling to soak up her piss fast enough to keep it from climbing the rim, forcing her to hold back a little lest she overflow her impromptu toilet. Even better, the plant itself seemed to have perked up from the refreshing drink and shower, the plumpening folds rising up to caress her rump.
    Letting out another sigh as her streamagged, Luna took the time to push again, feeling her bladder dropping to a much more bearable level as she did so. There was still so much, but compared to the ocean she'd been enduring the weight of for hours on end, this felt quite... pleasant. In fact, her whole body was almost tingling with electric relief. Warm bliss pulsed through her as she peed, encouraging her to keep going and free every last drop.
    By the second half her urine was splashing into a puddle that the plant couldn't absorb, fat droplets flying off the impact point to land everywhere from the plant to the floor to the unfortunate statue behind her. Whatever brave hero had been immortalized in the carved crystal, they didn't seem to mind getting caught in the crossfire of her release, their determined gaze remaining forward. Though she had every intention of cleaning them up, for the moment it just added to the naughty fun she was having. This wasn't the kind of activity she usually indulged in...
    For the first time since she'd started her stream truly fluctuated, the audible hiss sputtering from the lack of flow and giving her enough time to catch the breath she wasn't aware of losing before she pushed again.
    Almost... Almost...
    Tender whispers to herself encouraged her to keep going at a dutiful pace, her tail staying raised as she dropped her butt closer to the pot. A lagging stream made aiming a tad bit harder in the tight space, encouraging her to look back and watch herself to ensure she didn't miss completely as she finished her business. The first good look made her blush; a fine mist covered absolutely everything in a small radius. Closer inspection revealed herself to be equally damp, her exposed cheeks dripping from the backsplash she'd been sustaining her entire release, and that was to say nothing of her sopping marehood. At least it was better than an accident...
    Jaw going slack and eyes slightly crossing, Luna pushed herself until she was pissing a thin dribble, holding her rump over the pot to ensure the final drops all fell where they needed. A few weak spurts helped her finish the job more quickly, and with one she unexpectedly found herself completely empty, the sensation almost foreign to her after so much desperation.
    Quivering from the exertion and the countless feelings surging through her, the Princess stumbled into a standing position, leaving her little space to stretch her legs. Making it only a few wobbly steps, she savored the warm satisfaction in her belly before sighing in near disbelief.
    This feels... so much better...
    A touch of curious compulsion made proved too much to ignore. Turning around, facing the window and the plant she'd showered, she got her first clear look at her work.
    By now the plant had been able to soak up everything, but it was still dripping atop its sopping soil, the leaves sagging beneath the weight of her downpour. It actually looked a great deal healthier than when she'd started... Even the wilted stem seemed to have plumped up, rising to the occasion to swell and fill the fine ceramic.
    However, her release had been far from clean outside the pot, and there was a not insignificant amount of piss dripping down the ceramic sides... and resting in droplets down the floor... and dribbling down the statue... and running down the window...
    That was to say nothing of the wetness covering her backside, which was catching a draft she hadn't previously noticed, the cold air teasing her sensitive labia.
    Going back into a touch of panic, she realized that getting caught in such a state wouldn't be much better than being found in the midst of a potty break. Clearing her head with a gulp, she looked about for something to clean herself with, finding the hallway to be quite lacking in toilet paper. There were only more planters spaced along the length of the hallway... Considering how when she went in the woods a leaf was usually all she required, she decided to make the most of what she had. A few spare fronds were plucked via her magic as a small sacrifice.
    Rushing now that she had a clear head, Luna wiped up the floor and her surroundings first, sopping up the mess and depositing the soiled leaves in the pot of the plant they came from. It worked well enough, at least to the point she couldn't tell somepony had peed nearby, so she didn't waste time trying to perfect it. A far more noticeable mess still needed to be dealt with.
    Blushing to herself, she quickly raised her haunches and flipped up her tail, shivering as cold air danced over her dripping marehood. This time she made sure to tuck herself away for privacy, the sense she was doing something naughty making her do what she could to hide her shame. Hot delight in her marehood made her shiver despite all of her efforts.
    "Oh..."
    The soft sound passed her lips as she gave herself a long, slow wipe down the length of her labia, the slickness of piss and arousal all but allowing the leaf to glide. Her clit throbbed as the tender frond brushed past, sending hot tingles of desire up her spine. Hooves trembling on the tile, the mare tried to focus, but found it incredibly hard to do anything but enjoy herself. Oh goodness, it felt so good... Magic humming in her ears, Luna let the leaf linger over her clit, rubbing a tiny circle over the wet heat. Having come so close to humiliation only made her more excited, and soon her breath was coming out faster, her rump pressing back into the heavenly attention-
    What are you doing?! You don't have time for this; you have an appearance to make!
    Common sense snapped her out of the bliss she was building to like a splash of frigid water. Holding back a whine, she wiped herself clean quickly, dabbing at her rump to dry herself as thoroughly as possible. Though she still throbbed with desire, the Princess had enough control over herself to ignore her arousal for the time being, even if there was nothing she wanted more than to satisfy herself. Ignoring how her marehood pulsed, she tossed the last of the leaves into the pot they'd come from when she was done. It was enough to be clean and dry and empty after all she'd been through.
    Taking one last look at the corner she'd had such a little adventure within, Luna pushed the pot back where she'd found it and decided to call it sufficient. This had ended far better than she could have ever hoped, and she didn't want to push her luck. No amount of temptation was worth risking her pride.
    Hurrying off to try and find her way back, the Princess made sure to move as swiftly as she could, well aware that her body was still alight with desire. A quick visit to the party followed by her usual nightly duties would keep her busy for a while, but when she was finished... Excitement still pulsed in her folds, demanding satisfaction as soon as she was free to give it.
    When she retired to her quarters come morning, she'd happily do so without delay.
     
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