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  1. Right after the Cartwright family returned home from their evening at a restaurant, they walked up to the front door. Donald then noticed Kitty dancing around in desperation. "Wow, honey!" Donald said, impressed. "I didn't know you were such a good dancer. I'm still wondering why you're dancing if there's no music being played." "I'm not dancing, you idiot!" Kitty snapped. "I drank too much of that lemonade!" "Oh," Donald replied. "Is that what the song is called?" "No!" Kitty snarled. "I had five tall glasses of lemonade and I've been holding it for an hour now!" "Okay," Donald said, still dumbfounded by what Kitty meant. "But what does drinking lemonade have to do with dancing?" Kitty just slapped him in the face. "I am not dancing!" Kitty snapped once again. "I filled my bladder with 48 fl oz of that lemonade back at that restaurant and I have to pee! Are you really that stupid?!" "Oh," Donald told her. "Well why didn't you say so? You could have gone at the restaurant while we were still there." "That bathroom was too filthy," Kitty complained, hugging onto her crotch tightly. She wiggled her way to the door, searching for her keys. "Okay, Donald," she told her husband. "You can quit fooling around and give me the keys so I can unlock this door, step inside, and go to the bathroom in there!" "Okay," Donald replied. "Now let me see where I put them... " He searched for the keys for about a few seconds, and Kitty was bouncing in desperation, with one hand grabbing tightly on the doorknob and the other holding her crotch. "Are you going to give me the keys or what?!" Kitty snapped at Donald. Then Donald looked horrified. "Oh no!" he said. "I think I locked them inside the car!" Kitty then stared back in shock. "You what?!" she shouted in Donald's face. "I... I... " Donald stammered. Kitty was now furious. It was bad enough her husband had done a lot of dumb things in the past. But with him locking the keys in the car and her bladder getting ready to burst, she was really ready to attack him. But she thought better of it. So she ran to the car and tried to open the driver's door, only to find it was locked. As she stared inside, there they were. Inside the ignition, dangling slowly. Kitty growled at the top of her lungs as her husband and child slowly approached her. "Donald!" she yelled. "Y-y-y-y-y-yes, dear?" he asked apprehensively. "HOW DO YOU LOCK THE KEYS INSIDE THE CAR?!" Kitty shouted, emphasizing every word. "You don't use your head?" Donald answered nervously. "I hope you're proud of yourself now!" Kitty snarled. "The keys are locked inside the car, we're locked outside our house, and I have to pee!" "I can fix this," Donald protested. "Oh yeah?" Kitty replied sharply. "HOW?!" Donald tried to think for a second. But had nothing. He was feeling rather uneasy on what his wife would do. She was on the verge to bursting and was about to attack him if she got her panties wet. Luckily, he had dodged a bullet when Kitty made her decision. "I'll deal with you later!" Kitty shouted at her husband. "Right now, I have to find a way inside the house so I can use the bathroom!" Kitty held onto her crotch and ran back to and around the house to find some way inside. The backdoor was locked. The windows were locked. The garage door was locked. Everything around the house was closed tightly. Kitty growled in frustration. "EVERYTHING IS LOCKED!" she shouted at the sky. She held on to her crotch tighter. She really needed to go and could barely hold it in. "I really need to pee so bad," she whined. It wasn't helping that she saw that the house's roof was still drenched from raining yesterday. It dripped a thin trail of water from the edge rapidly. Kitty also looked around to find the faucet for the backyard was also dripping with a tiny thin trail of water. She was really desperate. Kitty then looked around some more. With no access inside a building and water dripping around her, she had only one option: go outside. She watched as her husband and child approached her. "Donald," she told him. I want you to come with me." "Where are we going?" Donald asked, hesitant of what he thought Kitty would do to him. "Just come with me," Kitty grumbled, grabbing Donald by the wrist and taking him with her, their child following along. She guided them to a large bush in their backyard. "Now listen up," Kitty told her husband. "I want you to keep lookout while I pee behind this bush. And when I am done, I want you to give me something to wipe with. Do you have any napkins?" Donald checked his pockets and pulled out a few napkins. "They're all clean," he told Kitty. "Cheers," Kitty replied, snatching the napkins out of his hands. "Now I want you to stay behind this bush and don't look at me." So Kitty went on the other side of the bush as Donald covered his eyes with his hands. Kitty could feel the flood gates opening any second. So she took a furtive look around to make sure no one was watching, pulled down her pants and panties, squatted down, and began to pee instantly. "Ahhhhh!" Kitty sighed in relief. "Now that feels much better." Kitty felt her pee hitting the ground rapidly. She was relieved that although she was upset to have to be forced to pee outside, at least she made it before she could wet herself. "I hope you're not staring at me back there!" Kitty called to her husband. "I hate people who watch me pee! I especially hate those monsters looking at me! I am NOT a project you can just observe! I want my privacy out here since I couldn't make it to the toilet!" "I'm not looking, honey!" Donald protested, his eyes still covered by his hands. "I promise." "You better not be staring at me!" Kitty called back as she continued to pee. As she continued squatting, Kitty saw that a trail of her pee was getting longer and longer. After about two minutes, the pee trail was 2 yards long. "Are you finished back there, honey?" Donald asked from behind the bush. "Not yet, Donald!" Kitty shouted furiously, her pee coming out faster. "I told you I drank too much lemonade! This is going to take a while!" So Kitty continued peeing, and soon, a good five minutes passed since she started peeing. Her pee trail was now about four yards long, and it was flowing on the ground like a yellow river. Kitty was still squatting while peeing rapidly. Her bare butt was getting so cold she could feel the goose bumps on them. She groaned in frustration. Why did I drink so much lemonade?" she complained. Kitty continued peeing for one more minute until her pee finally weakened into tiny drops. "Finally, I'm finished," she sighed. "I can't believe it took me this long to finish peeing." Kitty used the napkins to wipe herself and threw the napkins on the ground. "Are you finished yet?!" Donald asked, popping from behind the bush. He had accidentally saw Kitty still squatting with her pants down, getting a view of her bare butt, and Kitty turned back to see Donald by surprise. "DONALD!" she screamed. "I told you not to look!" "I'm sorry," Donald said, freaking out. "I was just seeing if you were finished already!" Kitty then pulled up her purple panties and red pants and stood up to face Donald. "Well I'm done!" she told him. "And I'm still mad at you for locking the keys in the car." She stepped over an absurdly long trail of her pee and on the other side of the bush to confront Donald. "I told you I was sorry," Donald complained. "I'll just call an auto company to see if they could get the keys out of the car," Kitty told him as she guided her husband and daughter to the front yard. "At least I still have my cellphone. You guys sure have it easy though. You can just whip it out and stand while keeping all your clothes on, while I, a woman, have to bare my bum in the air to go outside." As the Cartwrights left, Lydia then came around from behind the big bush, encountering a 4-yard stream of Kitty's pee. Lydia stared at it in disgust. "This must be what human urine looks like," she muttered. "And that woman says monsters are disgusting. They have a house right there. Why didn't she just go there? Don't humans have any decency?"
  2. Barb loves to be nosey to her neighbors. But when they accidentally spy her doing her business outside, she's actually taking it lightly.
  3. Shouldn't had drank too much tea. She doesn't want her kids to find out what she's doing behind the bushes. PS, follow the line that connects to each speech bubble to know the order of the dialogue.
  4. Yes. It's still possible for zombie girls to pee too. Squigly still remembers that one incident.
  5. This is Sienna when she was alive. A rude owner of the restaurant wouldn't let her use the restroom. So she went behind the bush to pee because she couldn't hold it any longer.
  6. Mrs. X couldn't make it inside the house. So she had to pee in the driveway.
  7. Dexter's Mom and Dad were spending their honeymoon at a park. Dexter and Dee Dee were at home, with Dee Dee taking responsibility to babysit Dexter. It was rather simple since Dexter was already stuck inside his laboratory. Now, the couple were having a picnic at the park with a bottle of apple cider. They also had a plethora of food inside the basket right next to them. Dad took the bottle and opened it. "How about these apples," Dad told Mom as he poured the apple cider in two of the plastic cups each. "Don't mind if I do, Honey," Mom replied accepting one of the cups. "A toast to our 10th honeymoon," Dad said as he and Mom clashed cups together. They then gulped down their drinks and enjoyed their picnic. As they drank the rest of their honeymoon, Mom was resting on Dad's lap, and they were resting peacefully on the blanket in the grass. Just then, Mom felt a rumbling in her bladder. "Honey, I have to tinkle," she whispered to her husband. "I'm going to find a restroom." "Me too," Dad agreed. "We'll go together." So the two hopped on their feet and walked around the park to search for a restroom. They looked all over the park and finally came across a building. "There it is!" Mom called. She paced towards the building and went inside. After about four seconds, she finally came out and wore a disgusted look on her face. "That restroom is disgusting!" she told her husband. "Not to mention it had no soap at all. I can't use that!" "Come on, Honey," Dad told her walking to the building. "How bad could it possibly be?" But as soon as he stepped inside, he came out after four seconds inside wearing a disgusted face as well. "I see your point, Honey," he told his wife. Mom started grabbing her crotch. "So now what?" she asked. "Where are we going to relieve ourselves?" "Come with me," Dad told her grabbing her arm. "I have a better idea." The couple returned to the car in the parking lot, and Dad went inside to pull out a bottle of hand sanitizer and a pack of napkins from the glove compartment. "Now we have something to wash away those germs once we're both finished," he told his wife. Mom just looked back awkwardly. She knew exactly what her husband was suggesting. It felt weird, but she then figured out it wouldn't be bad. "It beats sitting on those disgusting public toilets, I suppose," she agreed. "Okay. We'll do it." So the couple walked back to the park to look around. It was only 4:39 PM, and no one was around. They finally came to a tree with some bushes around. "This spot is perfect," Dad told Mom. "Definitely," Mom added. "There's no one there to see us and we'll be hidden behind these bushes and tree." So Mom grabbed the napkins and stepped behind the bushes. Dad stood in front of the tree to open his fly, yank his package through, and began draining it in front of the tree. Meanwhile, Mom pulled down her pants, squatted behind the bushes, and relaxed as she felt the urine flowing out of her. They were both relaxed. Dad was standing in front of the tree urinating on it while Mom was squatting to pee with her big bare butt exposed in the air. Since no one was around, they felt much better. After Dad had finally finished and squeezed a drop of hand sanitizer in his hands, he saw that his wife was still peeing, her big butt bared in the breeze as she squatted. A long trail of her pee was flowing around, so long that it almost surrounded her husband's feet. Dad stepped over the stream and faced his wife. "Whoa. I see you really had to go," he told her. "Really bad," Mom replied still squatting and peeing. "I just have the bladder of a hamster. At least it isn't cold outside." "Just relax, Honey," Dad told her. "No one's around. And if I do see anyone, I will be here to hide you." "Thanks, Honey," Mom replied. "Because this bush is too small to cover my butt." Dad watched as his wife continued peeing. After about a full minute and 40 seconds of peeing, Mom was finally finished and let the last drops pour out. She then used a sheet of one of the napkins to wipe herself. "You must have been bursting, Honey," Dad told her. "I had to go so bad," Mom told him still squatting to shake her big butt dry while still in squat position. Dad handed her the bottle of hand sanitizer, and Mom removed her gloves to squeeze a drop of the sanitizer in her bare palms and rubbed it around her fingers. After that, Mom put her gloves back on and yanked her pants back on, struggling to squeeze her big butt through them. "Now that we're both relieved, we still have time to see the sunset before returning home," she told her husband as she stared down at her ridiculously long trail of pee on the grass streaming around the tree. "That's right," Dad added. "We still have plenty of time. We're both relieved, and all we have left is to rest in our little area and look at the sunset before going back home tonight." So the couple returned to their spot to finish the rest of the food inside their basket. They watched as the sunset started glowing colorfully in the sky. The couple reminisced on everything the sunset reminded them of as they watched it slowly disappearing below the land. After night fell, it was time for them to go. So they grabbed their basket, headed back to the car, and drove away to get back home.
  8. After FunWorld had been completely destroyed, Dorothea and Vivian managed to escape from the amusement park. They saw that the place had slowly torn apart. The two women were soak and wet after the kids caused them to fall overboard. "Now this is just embarrassing!" Dorothea screamed in disgust. "We just got thrown overboard by a bunch of children!" "It was nice to go for a swim though," Vivian said. "Forget that, girl!" Dorothea snapped. "Let's just dry up somewhere." "Hey, girl," Vivian told Dorothea when she spotted Robin's car driving away. "Ain't that your hubby driving over there?!" Dorothea took one good look at Robin's car driving away. "I know he playin' hard to get back," she mutter smugly. "He'll take me back. Right now, we gotta dry off!" So the two women stood in front of a heater right beside the destroyed amusement park. They dried off quickly and were no longer wet. However, Dorothea was now wiggling around. "Girl, what you dancin' for?" Vivian asked cluelessly. "There ain't no music playin'!" "I ain't dancin'!" Dorothea yelled. "I gotta pee! I think I drank too much of that large lemon soda!" "The FunWorld park got bathrooms there!" Vivian told her. "That place is destroyed!" Dorothea snapped still crossing her legs together. "I have to pee really bad" "Okay. We'll find a bathroom somewhere," Vivian reminded. But Dorothea could no longer walk, and her only other option was to let it out all over her pants. "Forget it!" Dorothea shouted. "There ain't nobody in this parking lot anyway! So I'll just pee right here!" "You really gonna do that, girl?" Vivian asked. "It's either that or I piss myself!" Dorothea said. "And I ain't fixin' to walk in public with wet pants! So I'ma pee right here!" So Dorothea uncrossed her legs, quickly pulled her pants down, squatted, and started to pee. Dorothea let out a sigh of relief as she continued peeing. "Now that's much better," Dorothea said to herself. "I'll be right back!" Vivian said as she ran away. "Where you going?!" Dorothea shouted back at her. She didn't care at the moment. She was very busy peeing. She started making a long trail on the dry asphalt. Her big bare butt was shining in the late afternoon sun. It was about a minute and twenty seconds when she kept peeing. By then, Vivian returned holding a roll of toilet paper. "I got the toilet tissue for you, girl," she told Dorothea, who was still squatting with her bare butt facing Vivian. "You gonna take some?" "Can't you see I'm still peeing over here?!" Dorothea snapped as she still continued peeing. "Wait 'til I'm finished!" Vivian looked around to find that Dorothea's pee trail was so long it formed a very long racing track. The stream was about at least 5 feet in length. Dorothea's bare butt was shining through the sun. After five minutes, Dorothea was finally finished as she let the last drops fall on the ground. "Now I'm done!" she declared. "Vivian, hand me that toilet tissue!" Vivian obey, and Dorothea rolled up a bunch of sheets in her hand. She used it to wipe herself and shook her butt dry. She then pulled up her pants and stood up. Vivian took a look at the long trail of pee on the asphalt. "Dang, girl!" Vivian said impressed. "You were bursting!" "It was that large soda!" Dorothea told her. "Now let's leave. I'm sure Robin hasn't forgotten about me. Because I ain't giving up on him." So Dorothea and Vivian walked out of the parking lot on their way to search for Robin. The long pee stream continued to flow through the ground, and one of the guards of the amusement park slipped on the stream. "What the-," he cried out. He rubbed his fingers on the urine and sniffed it. "Someone pissed out here," he said. He then looked at the pee trail that was now about 15 feet away from where the amusement park used to be. The guard followed the trail all the way to its end. He studied the urine stream carefully. "A woman pissed here, and I missed it!" the guard said in disappointment. "I must know who was the woman... right after I get changed into some new clothes." So the guard walked away wondering who was the woman who peed in the parking lot. He then got up on his feet and ran to his car. He changed into some dry clothes and headed to his car. As he started the engine, he drove straight ahead and saw Vivian and Dorothea walking up ahead. He pulled up in front of them. "I caught you!" the guard told them hopping out of the car. "So you were the one who urinated in the parking lot, weren't you?" "So what if I did?" Dorothea told him smugly. "You'd pee outside too if you had to hold it without a nearby restroom!" "I'm afraid I'm gonna have to write you up, Miss!" the guard told her writing a citation. "Here's $50 to pay for the fine for public urination!" He handed Dorothea the ticket, returned to his car, and drove off. Dorothea just looked back at the car driving away. "It's only $50," Vivian told her friend. "You can afford that!" "Whatever!" Dorothea replied. "I'll just pay the ticket now and find Robin later. We still got time." The women just continued walking. THE END
  9. I think there should be more artwork of The X's. But this is Tuesday not willing to wait to get inside the house to use the bathroom while Truman laughs at her.
  10. Elise had returned from her latest mission to her house. As she walked to the house, she started to wiggle in desperation with her legs crossing together. "I shouldn't have drank 32 ounces of that lemonade," she muttered searching through her pockets shaking as if she was shivering from the cold. "Now where'd I put my... " Then she remembered! She had given the keys to Chris for safe keeping. So while trying to hold her bladder tight, Elise pulled out her cellphone and punched in Chris' number. Chris answered the phone. "Hello," he answered. "Chris, honey, it's me!" Elise replied. "Oh hey, Elise," Chris replied back. "How are you?" "I'll be fine," Elise told him through gritted teeth still desperate to use the bathroom. "Just as soon as you open the door now. I really have to go!" "GO?" Chris asked sounding hesitant. "Oh, well, I'm afraid... I have a problem. I'm not at home." "What do you mean you're not at home?!" Elise shouted. "See, I had to come here to Burgerphile to pick up my order," Chris told her. "I ordered it through the phone and I'm here right now to pick it up. So I'll be right over in a while." "I can't wait a while, Chris!" Elise shouted desperately. "I have a full bladder here! I need to get into to house so I can tinkle!" "Well, it's going to take me a while to get back home, Elise," Chris said. "So I'm locked out here holding on to dear life of my bladder until you come back?!" Elise shouted still squirming to keep her bladder tight. "No," Chris told her. "I had Dan stay around while I get my order." Elise then stared ahead in horror. "Oh no," she whispered. The last thing she wanted was to have Dan stay alone in her house. There was no telling what chaos he would have started while he was inside alone. So Elise quickly headed for the window and stared through the window. There was Dan resting on the couch with a bored look on his face as he flipped through channels. "Man, all these channels and there is just nothing on," he muttered under his breath. "I'm starting to give up on television at this point." Just then, Dan heard a loud tap at the window. He walked over to see Elise tapping on the glass. She was stomping her feet on the ground while holding on tightly to her crotch. "Elise?" Dan said. "Where did you come from?" "Never mind that, Dan!" Elise shouted. "Just open the door so I can go to the bathroom!" Dan then thought about it. He was quite enjoying Elise's desperation and wanted to have a little fun before letting her in. "Hmm... give me one good reason why I should let you in." "Because it's my house!" Elise shouted. "Why?" Dan asked. "Because I paid for it!" Elise yelled. "Why?" Dan asked again. "Because I got the money for the house!" "Why?" Dan asked once again. "BECAUSE I NEED A PLACE TO STAY INSIDE... AND PEE!" Elise shouted angrily. Dan then paused once again. "Why?" he finally repeated. "DAN!" Elise growled loudly. "Open this door right now!" "Open it?" Dan asked. "I would open it. But I'd be touching your property, which you wouldn't like." "I'm serious, Dan!" Elise snapped. "OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!" Dan just thought for a moment. "I'll have Chris open it for you," he said. "He'll be back in a few minutes." Dan just walked away. "Dan! You come back here!" Elise shouted angrily. "I swear, if I wet myself, I'll shove you down the toilet! Dan! DAAAN!" Elise stared angrily at the window. She continued to grab her crotch tightly. The urine wasn't going to hold inside any longer, and Elise couldn't afford wet pants. So she went to the backdoor to open it, only for Dan to beat her to it and lock it. "Too slow," Dan said smiling. Elise growled. "DAN!" she shouted furiously. Dan just walked away casually with a smug smile on his face. Elise felt her bladder stinging. "Just hold it, Elise," she told herself. "You're going to make it. You'll make it." So Elise went to the kitchen window, only to find that Dan had locked the window. Elise just stared at Dan furiously as she banged on the window. "You're a dead man, Dan!" she shouted. "No, I'm healthy and well hydrated," Dan retorted. "I think I need a glass of water to quench my thirst." So Dan went into the refrigerator and pulled out a full jug of ice cold water. This only made Elise's desperation worse. She continued holding onto her crotch as she watched Dan pour the water into a cup. "Look at the lovely waterfall," Dan said trying to get in Elise's head. "Such a nice splash." Dan then took the cup of water and started gulping it down slowly, causing Elise to squeeze herself together harder. Dan was really making it harder for her. As Dan finished, he walked to the sink. "Now to rinse out my cup," he stated. Elise's desperation got even worse when she saw the faucet running as Dan washed out his cup. Dan was really enjoying seeing Elise so desperate to get inside to use the bathroom. He was hoping that Elise would wet her pants and he would videotape it to show the whole world Elise's embarrassing accident. As Dan walked away, Elise grabbed her crotch as she raced to the other side of the house, only to learn those windows were locked as well. She then returned to the glass window and saw Dan sitting on the couch. "DAN!" Elise shouted banging on the window. "DAN! YOU OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!" Dan pretended he didn't hear her and watched a channel with a river. Elise was very desperate to use the bathroom that she had to quickly stare away. When she looked around, she saw the bushes around the house. She thought about it, but then she thought against it. "No. You're better than this, Elise," she whispered to herself. "Just hold it until Chris comes back with the key." But by this time, Elise felt her bladder about to leak, and she was left with a choice: either wet herself, or relieve herself behind the bushes. "Fine!" Elise finally shouted in despair. "I can't believe I'm really going to do this." Elise felt so embarrassed to do it. But she knew that she would wet her pants if she didn't just go right away, and Dan was obviously not going to let her step in the house until he would see Elise with wet pants. Elise looked around and went inside the shed in the backyard. She went inside one of her drawers and found a piece of soft handkerchief. It was in mint condition and clean. Feeling the drops of liquid on its way to exit out of her lower regions, Elise quickly dashed outside and stood behind the bushes. With the handkerchief in her left hand, Elise looked around to make sure no one else was watching. After a while, she finally pulled her pants and panties down, squatted down, and started to pee. While Elise was finally relieved she was able to pee without wetting herself, she was still angry with Dan for locking her out and forcing her to squat and pee behind the bushes instead. She especially hated the cold breeze blowing through her bare butt while she was peeing a river on the lawn. "Grr, I am going to MURDER him!" Elise growled underneath her breath. After about 40 seconds had passed, Elise then heard Dan laughing. She looked straight ahead just to see Dan recording Elise squatted while peeing on his cellphone. "Smile, Elise," Dan sneered capturing Elise, who was staring holes at Dan. "Dan, I am going to KILL YOU when I'm finished!" Elise told Dan angrily. She was so angry that her pee stream started pouring quickly. She was really forming a river on the grass. Dan just laughed. "When you gotta go, you gotta go, sweetheart," Dan mocked. "You might beat the world record of peeing at the longest time once I put this on YT." Dan laughed, and Elise finally finished after a minute and 20 seconds. "You better not, Dan!" Elise told him as she began to wipe. "I swear, you post that video for everyone to see me, I will KILL you!" After wiping, she tossed away the handkerchief and pulled up her pants. She stared angrily at Dan and started to chase him. "Come here, you lousy jerk!" Elise shouted as Dan ran away in fear. "I don't think I thought this through!" Dan cried apprehensively. Just then, a pair of headlights shined on them both. It was Chris, who had parked in the driveway just in time. He hopped out of the car, holding a Burgerphile bag, and stared at Dan and Elise. "Need I asked what's going on here?" he started. "Nothing, Chris," Dan told him grinning widely, trying to seem innocent. "There wasn't anything going on between me and Elise, right?" "Not yet," Elise grumbled silently. "Whatever," Chris said sounding uninterested. "Listen, I'm going to finish my food inside now." Before Chris made his way to the door, he noticed a long trail of urine trickling through the grass. "Say, what's that?" he asked. "Just a small river," Elise told him. "Yellow river?" Chris asked. "Let's just go inside," Elise said shoving Chris to the front door, with Dan following along. "I'm still going to kill you, Dan," Elise muttered under her breath. Dan gulped a little. He was afraid for a bit, but at the same time, he was glad he got a video of Elise and just smiled at his cellphone. The End
  11. I know she's a mime and everything but how in the hell is she doing this? She don't have wings. Thanks to Frist for the art

    © Furaffinity.net

  12. How can see show her face in public again? This is humiliating. Thanks to Maanii for the art

    © Danbooru.donmai.us

  13. It’s been a few weeks since the date, but it’s all still clear to me. With a pandemic shutting down many places in our area, we secluded ourselves in her compact car near a park undergoing construction. Not the most romantic option, but no one should be here to interrupt us and the workers were perhaps on holiday break. Despite not seeing each other in months, we could only stay for a few hours. A snowstorm was forecasted later that day, ruining any plans of late night fun. Due to certain circumstances and desperation to be together after so long apart, we would make the most of this time. We prepared to stay inside our comfy vehicle for a long while with snacks, plenty of water bottles, and my homemade lunch that we shared. After having spent my morning preparing salmon, fried chicken, roasted vegetables, and boiled eggs for us, I didn’t want my effort to go to waste. It was all worth it, our starved stomachs were delighted to have the first meal of our day and to see her smile with a face full of food definitely brightened my day. About thirty minutes later, my best friend perks up with this, “Do you want to come with me to the bathroom in the park?” What a rare occasion, and with no one to stop us, I of course agreed with a stupid grin on my face. We step out into the chilled winds for a 20 meter walk to the only building in the park. We circled around it, tried every door but none would budge. I bring up that in all my time visiting this place that I’ve never seen them open, not even convinced that it was a bathroom, it had none of the usual signs, or one at all. As we jogged back into the warmth of the car, she mentioned that she’ll drive back to her house to use her bathroom. However, I saw this as an opportunity and exchanged kinks. The trade was to indulge in her own kink, wedgies. A win-win scenario, to be the one that puts her in the feeling of pleasure and pain and being able to watch it all unfold. She knows how much I like seeing her desperate, jig her legs about, squirming to pee which she sometimes teases me with that knowledge. To make the experience more interesting, I gave her the task to coddle with a gallon of water that she always carries around. We spent some time hanging out, watching her light blue panties suspended by the car hook, casually talking about Bugsnax and Deep Rock Galactic. Naturaly, she had breaks which consisted of resting by my lap, sipping her giant water bottle. Enjoying our peace, I take notice of her thighs bouncing back and forth. This is a natural sight from her, never keeping still and keeping active, but I knew this wasn’t just her antsy self. The water had to be taking effect on her bladder. Glancing at the bottle, she was about half way finished, granted I sipped some as well. She wasn’t vocal about her need and kept enduring, her thighs moved as if she was using a bicycle with only one petal, keeping a steady rhythm. I asked how bad she needed to go, it was kinda bad but she could hold out and drive to her home soon. Feeling cheeky, I prod her side with the bottle and ogled her eyes. There was hesitation from the pressure her groin and I put on her, but she gave in and drank a bit more. Our date was approaching the end of its time span. At this point we were enjoying our company together. I laid my head on her lap and we both played with each other’s hair. Time was breezing past us. I wished that it would freeze with the frigid air so we could stay here. Unfortunately, I was whisked back into reality, being pushed off from my polyester pillow. It was obvious to the both of us that she needed to go. Her hand grabbed the door handle and yet, the door wouldn’t open. My eyes widened as the door was absolutely unlocked, but here I am watching her forcefully pushing the stuck door to no avail. She then asks me to try the door at my side. At that moment, I remembered that this car had an issue like this before, but only on that one door, so this one next to me should work, but my awful mind had another idea. My acting came into play, mimicking the same issue despite feeling the car door open. Now if she would have tried to open it, my foolish bluff would have been caught and she without question would be furious at me for lying. But, she took my word and believed that both rear sides were stuck. Even though both of us were looking worried, I told her that the front doors should open. In a bit of a frenzy, she climbed forward despite her condition, presenting me her butt, to which the temptations overwhelm me to slap it. She fortunately didn’t struggle getting to a front seat and the door as I expected was whooshed open. Next, the fidgety woman opened all the doors from the outside to unjam them and settled in the front seat after closing them. Being outside in the freezing temperature for that small minute might have loosened her control of herself as her legs shuffled constantly. Amidst this chaos, there was one more problem stopping us from leaving our parking spot, the windows were completely frosted. It’s perilous to drive in that condition, even if we knew the distance was less than half a quarter of a mile. My friend wasn’t looking too good, a painful silence was in the air and her lips were bitten. I didn’t need to ask how bad she was feeling and to make light of the situation, I asked if we could walk to her house instead. She didn’t agree with that plan. I was genuinely shocked, she should have the strength to make it home, she never clutched her crotch at all. We’ve done this sort of play before so I was at a loss on what to do. The car was taking it’s time to defrost the windshield and looking at her rubbing her hands along her legs, I was feeling regret over my previous stunt, even if it was a minor setback. She isn’t into omorashi at all and only holds it to make me happy, but to actually wet herself in her car, she would cry even if I could comfort her about it. I mulled over to myself what to do. Then an idea came, in my bag I brought a towel to pick up any crumbs, but didn’t use it because she already prepared her car for that scenario. I reached into the backpack for it and presented it, “If you really can’t hold it, you can use this.” Once again she said no. I was baffled at the response, what did she want to do about it, we knew she couldn’t hold it forever. When we talked about this sort of thing in the past, she was insistent about using a toilet and her pride was too great to use anything else. She even said that she would wet herself instead of going outside. Now that line was put to the test. I’ll admit it, I begged her to use the towel, my mind was at a loss. She wouldn’t because the towel might not absorb it all and might stain the car, even in the back where there was another towel. I mention using her water bottle after dumping the rest of the water out, but no dice. There wasn’t a portable potty near us, in fact it was at the other side of the park and that was probably further away than walking to her home. As I was stuck pondering, she spoke up, “What if I go outside and you protect me with the towel?” I stared at her in awe, she chose to break one of her claims, going out of her comfort zone. To the average Joe, this wouldn’t mean much, but this event was proof that she has enough trust in me to shield her in doing something she would only do privately. It may just be a piss, but to me, this was so much more. I could only mutter out a single “Yeah.” She turned off the car and took the keys and we both put on our jackets. We walked side by side to the park, going to the perimeter of the walkway. I looked around for anyone and only saw a few people out in the distance, maybe 50 meters or more playing basketball. As we continued, she told me that she couldn’t even run, the first I ever heard of it. She was feeling impatient and did her best to rush at a tree, but I stopped her and wanted to go further out to completely hide ourselves in the thickets of a dead bush in the distance, where passersby would probably never see us. She was able to hold out but was impatient and the next tree we passed she beelined for. I was worried as it only covered one side, but behind us was a graveyard blocked by a chain link fence and no one else was in sight. I couldn’t argue with her, she made her choice and readied me to cover her. Looking out at her left and then to me, she pulled down her light blue sweatpants, the same color as her panties and bent back, using the tree as support. Instantly the waters flowed, assaulting the dirt we stood. My towel extended out in front of us and I looked at our surroundings again, there wasn’t a soul nearby and the men at the court were too invested in themselves. Then I decided to slack and enjoy the show. She didn’t protest to me about not hiding her, I wasn’t sure if she knew no one was here or was just lost in bliss. I stood behind her and gazed at her nice round brown butt, admiring the natural beauty she’s born with. My eyes went down and took in the river she produced, her pee was clear like the water we drink and rushed out at an impeccable speed. The stream didn’t even have time to form, it rained down several droplets that crashed into nature. It was it’s own beast that I could barely understand, her most private part was shadow. I had no telling what shape it was, just complete darkness despite the sun still shining outside. Her cascade was tremendous, but soon sputtered weakly, taking that as my sign to check again for intruding voyeurs like me. The coast was clear and the sound of silence returned. As she finished relieving herself, I offered her my towel as we didn’t have any other meaningful way to wipe. Embarrassment came over her, but still took it and rubbed herself dry. Returning the oversized substitute toilet paper, she lifted her pants back and I noticed a wet spot at the lower end of her leg, her splashing was that extreme to catch her pants. After attempting to absorb the dampness from there, we walked back as nothing happened. On the way, I tripped on some rock and almost fell. With a laugh, “You almost tripped and fall didn’t you.” “Yeah, but I wasn’t the one who almost wet her pants.” With that quip, our fun was over and we had an experience that at least I will never forget.
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