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  1. It was a hot summer day. Kira was a girl who lived with her mom in a private house with a large area. There was also a large garden where vegetables and fruits were grown. Despite the fact that it was so hot that day, Kira's mom got ready to work in the garden and called Kira to help her. Kira agreed. While going outside, she thought it was a good idea to go to the toilet first, since she had drunk a lot of water due to the heat. But she no longer wanted to return to the house. Kira was sure that she will return if her need becomes desperate. The mom locked the house, because at that moment no one except her and Kira was home. Safety always comes first. It took a few minutes to walk from the house to the garden, the area was so large. In the end, mom and Kira came to the right garden bed and got to work. After some time of work, Kira felt that her bladder had become noticeably full. She ignored it at first, busy working as the pressure grew stronger by the minute. Kira didn’t want to get up and be distracted from work, but soon, squatting in the garden bed, she caught herself starting to squeeze her thighs. Her need was already becoming painful. She holded it until the last, but mom was not going to finish the work. Feeling that her urethra began to leak the first drops, Kira gave up. She stood up, shook her hands off the ground and, telling her mom that she needed to go to the toilet, walked towards the house. Kira wanted to start running to get relief as quickly as possible, but she didn’t want her mom to see her despair. While she was walking towards the house, Kira noticed how much her lower belly was swollen and protruding. She was wearing light pink shorts and a black crop top, her belly was exposed, so her swollen bladder was clearly visible. Her bladder turned out to be much fuller than she thought it would be while she was sitting. Kira so wanted to quickly get rid of the pressure inside, which was becoming acute, that she covered the last ten meters to the house almost at a run. Finally, she ran onto the porch and excitedly pulled the door handle, anticipating the soon desired relief. At that moment, Kira realized that she forgot to take the house keys from her mom, and her mom also forgot about them. The door was locked. As luck would have it, at that moment she felt the first strong spasm in her bladder. Cursing herself for her own stupidity, Kira bent in half, waiting out when the spasm will be over. Having no other choice, as soon as the spasm passed, she turned around and ran back to the garden. Running with a full bladder was quite hard. Several times along the way she had to stop, bend in half and squeeze her legs with force, waiting out when the next spasm will be over. Unfortunately, she did leak a few drops into her pink shorts, but it was unnoticeable. Damn, Kira regretted not going to the toilet earlier. She didn't expect her bladder to fill up so quickly. The mom looked in surprise at the despair on her daughter’s face. Kira told her about the keys. "Oh, wait a second, honey." Kira's mom began to rummage through her pockets. "I completely forgot where I put them." Kira didn’t want to show her despair, she was ashamed, but she couldn’t help but dance on the spot. Otherwise, she would have leaked more drops into her shorts. Her mother, as luck would have it, could not find the keys for a long time (as it seemed to Kira). In the end, when Kira had already clenched her teeth, she took out those damn keys and handed them to her. "You should have gone to the bathroom before we came here, Kira." Her mother said, but Kira did not listen. No longer caring about shame, she snatched the keys from her mom at that very second and immediately rushed towards the house. Along the way, Kira prayed to hold it. Her belly was completely overfull and she could hear the liquid gurgling in her bladder as she ran. Finally, overjoyed, Kira ran onto the porch, shuddering with spasms. She couldn't get the keys into the keyhole the first time because her hands were shaking. It took time. Kira swore out loud. She kept her legs clenched constantly and had to take breaks, bending in half. In the end, she managed to insert the keys into the hole, and she almost screamed with joy. Kira impatiently tried to turn the keys, but they did not move. They didn't turn around. She didn’t want to believe in her own bad luck, but after a few minutes of trying she realized that the lock was stuck. Their house was old, and this problem happened quite often with the lock. Kira didn't have enough strength to turn the keys. For a few seconds Kira wanted to cry. She realized that she had no choice but to go back to ask her mom come and help her open the fucking door. Her bladder needed to be emptied right then and there, and Kira doubted it could handle another walk to the garden and back. The distance was too much for her overflowing bladder. But, unfortunately, she had no choice. She didn't want to get her shorts wet and embarrass herself in front of her mom. She wasn't a baby girl, she couldn't wet herself. It would be wild. Kira even thought about taking off her shorts and squatting right in front of the house, but, as luck would have it, there was no ground or grass near the house, only an asphalt area. She didn’t want her mom to see the puddle when she would go to the house. Kira would die from shame. Having no other choice, Kira ran into the garden, holding her swollen belly with her hand and stopping every ten meters to cross her legs. About halfway through, the spasm turned out to be too strong, and a small stream escaped from her urethra for a second. Shocked, Kira was able to stop it, but she discovered a small but noticeable stain on the crotch of her shorts. A small dark spot on the pink fabric. Tears came in Kira’s eyes from shame. She couldn't believe it. She wet her shorts, even though it was a bit. She was very ashamed to show herself in front of her mom. But new and new urges in the bladder forced her to run further. Having reached her mom, Kira, having already forgotten about shame, squeezed her crotch with her hand to prevent a new stream from escaping. Seeing her daughter’s hand at her crotch, an almost invisible stain on her shorts, her red face and tears in her eyes, the mom immediately understood everything, of course. Kira's mom was shocked, but she did not look at her daughter with condemnation or disgust, only with pity. "The lock... stuck again." Kira moaned in despair before her mom could say anything. Her mom's eyes showed understanding of the situation. "Oh, honey." She nodded with pity. "I should have guessed. Why didn’t you tell me that your need was that bad?" Kira's mom did not take her eyes off her daughter's hand holding her crotch. Kira danced on the spot, realizing that she could not hold it for another minute. She was close to wetting herself. Almost crying, Kira realized that she would not be able to hold this to the house. It was already too late. The spasms in the bladder were too strong, and a new stream was coming. Hopeless, she was in despair, when suddenly... "If you had told me earlier, I would have let you pee here in the garden." Her mother said. "You can do it right now. There’s nothing shameful in it. I see that you can’t make it to the house, Kira." Kira thought she had heard wrong. Did her mom suggest she just... pee here? In the garden? "Just... here?" Not believing, she asked again, looking around the garden, squeezing her legs and feeling new drops bursting out. "But it's... not right." Kira felt ashamed when she thought about it. What if one of the neighbors sees her squatting and peeing in the garden? However, the fence around their garden was high enough not to worry about this, fortunately. Kira thought that she would die from shame if she sat down and peed here, in front of her mother, so she doubted it. The next second, a new spasm made Kira realize that she had no choice. Her mom was right. Kira thought that she would either sit down and pee or wet her shorts in front of her mom. The situation was hopeless. "Come on, my dear." Her mom said kindly. "I see that you’re about to wet yourself. Believe me, I sometimes allow myself to pee in the garden when I’m working here, if i don't want to go far into the house. It's natural and you have nothing to be ashamed of." Kira couldn’t believe that her mother allowed herself to pee in the garden sometimes, but she had no time to think about it. She couldn't hold it any longer. Her bladder was about to explode. "You can go there, honey." Mom nodded toward the thick raspberry bushes behind her. "I won’t see you, be sure." Kira didn't have time to doubt. Feeling like she was about to explode, she rushed towards those bushes, holding her hand between her legs. During this time, she again let a stream into her shorts, but it was less than a second. Kira ran into a small clearing overgrown with grass, which was among raspberry bushes. The mom turned her back to the bushes, busy with her work in the ground. Standing in a clearing behind the bushes, Kira removed her hand from her crotch and realized that a stream was coming out of her. She barely had time to pull off her shorts and panties while squatting down. The first seconds of the stream still got into her shorts, but she didn’t care at all. Spreading her legs wide and almost missing her bare ass on the grass, Kira released the stream at full power, pouring her golden liquid on the raspberry bushes. Her stream hit far and powerfully on the bushes, and she sighed loudly. The stream burst onto the grass with white foam, and the hissing was so loud that her mom could not help but hear it, being five meters from her daughter. But Kira didn’t care about that anymore. All she could care about at that moment was the overwhelming feeling of relief. The golden liquid continued to splash out of her with great pressure and foam onto the green young grass, forming a puddle on it. The ground did not manage to absorb it so quickly. Kira’s bladder took a very long time to empty, and every second brought her unreal pleasure. Finally, it was empty. Kira didn't have any tissues to wipe herself off with, so she rested her hands on the grass and shook her bare bottom, shaking the last drops from her crotch before standing up. Rising to her feet and pulling up her clothes, she looked down. The grass was covered in liquid, from the place where Kira was squatting to the bushes themselves. The puddle, already drying under the scorching sun, was huge. Kira's sandals were completely wet from her urine, but she wasn't upset at all, she was too happy about the relief. Feeling much better, Kira came out from behind the bushes with a smile on her face. Mom smiled too, turning around and looking at her daughter. "Are you feeling better now, my dear?" She asked as Kira crouched down next to her, going back to working in the ground. "Much better!" Kira answered, laughing. "I think peeing in the garden is a lot of fun, mom, what about you?" "I think so too, honey." Her mom said, continuing to work as if nothing had happened. Kira thought that next time she wouldn't have to go into the house just to pee. She would pee there, walking just a few steps away. It was a wonderful idea. P.S. Kira's shorts dried in the sun so quickly that she forgot they were wet 🙂
  2. Hi all! Today I want to share my experience of publicly peeing while on vacation this summer. 1. Beach. Peeing in public on a beach crowded with people has long been my fantasy. I love desperate peeing outside, especially if there is a possibility that someone will see you. It seems to me that the beach is the most ideal place possible for a person with a fetish like mine. But for a long time I didn't dare to try it. And so, this summer it happened. I didn’t prepare for this and didn’t think that I would do it on that beautiful sunny day. I was just on the beach and realized that I needed to relieve myself. I was too lazy to go to the toilet. The beach wasn't crowded, but there were still people nearby. However, I decided to do it. In fact, I could bring myself to desperate holding and only then desperately relieve myself, but at that moment I simply didn't want to hold it. I was too lazy and relaxed for this, and decided to pee, although the need wasn't urgent. I looked around and a great idea came to my mind. The descent to the beach had wooden steps with quite large gaps between them. There were a lot of people on the beach, but there was no one near these steps. I decided that I could pretend that I was just sitting on the steps and release my golden stream into the sand below them. I started executing my plan. I sat down on one of the lower steps and looked around. People around me saw me, but I was sure that the distance was enough so that they couldn't see what I was doing. It was safe for me. Next, I simply moved my trunks a little to the side with one hand, without pulling them down. Of course, it would have been more fun to get them wet, but it was cool that day and I didn't swim. So I decided to stay dry. As soon as I pulled the bottom of my swimsuit aside, and made sure to position my butt in the gap between the steps, using the steps as a toilet, my stream of urine immediately burst out. Even though my need wasn't severe, I felt relief immediately. I looked down between the steps and saw that my strong stream, falling into a hill of golden sand between the steps, formed a puddle. It was so good. But I liked not so much the feeling of relief as the fact that I looked at the unsuspecting people around me while my stream continued to wet the sand. It was my first experience of something so public and it was very exciting. The fact that any of them could come... But I especially remember one guy. It looks like he was a security guard on the beach. He stood closest to the steps, and seemed to be looking at me. I don't think he saw anything, but I remember him. I don't know, maybe I like the idea that he could see something quite... Perhaps he even smiled at me, or maybe I had already fantasized about it. When my flow finally dried up and I stood up from the steps with a sigh of relief, I discovered that the sand under the steps had become completely wet. The puddle I made was really big and it felt so good. But surprisingly, I discovered that the steps where I was sitting were completely dry, as was my swimsuit. My pressure was precise. 😉 Feeling a pleasant lightness in my empty bladder and the joy that I managed to empty it without going into cold water, on a beach crowded with people, and remain unnoticed, I walked back, smiling at that one guy. One of the best and most exciting experiences for me. I really regret not filming this on my phone. 2. Sauna. It was on the same vacation as the beach. My hotel had a good SPA with baths and saunas. Just like with the beach, I didn’t think it through in advance. I just realized I needed to relieve myself as I lay and relaxed in the hamam (Turkish sauna). Just like with the beach, the need wasn't urgent, I was just too lazy to leave the sauna to walk one minute to the toilet. And I didn't want my bladder to keep me from completely relaxing. In just a few seconds I realized that I didn't need the toilet because I could go right there in the sauna. It was a public place, but at that moment I was alone there. But at any second someone could come in, it was quite exciting. This time, unlike the beach, my swimsuit was completely wet, so I decided not to take it off. I decided to do it standing. I got up from the bench I was lying on and walked over to one of the holes in the floor where the water was flowing. I stood next to it and just... let my flow come out. Straight into my wet swimsuit. A stream of urine rushed down my legs, dripping onto the floor and immediately disappearing into the drain along with the other water on the floor. If there were security cameras in the sauna or someone walked in at that moment, they might not even realize what I was doing, since it could be mistaken for water dripping from my wet swimsuit. And yet it wasn't water 😁 I spread my legs wider, peeing while standing on the sauna floor and feeling the hot urine hitting the soaking wet fabric and then pouring out onto my legs. It was so good and it brought so much pleasure. Enjoying the feeling of an empty bladder, I took the shower head that people use to wash themselves in the sauna and washed myself with it (along with my swimsuit). I felt the pleasure that I relieved myself and could continue to relax, and for this I didn't even have to leave the sauna. It was good. What kind of stupid people interrupt their relax to pee? 😉 And the fact that it was a public place only added to the feelings. Afterwards, a wonderful thought came to me that I could not even get up from that bench, but just pee while lying on it, and then wash it with the same shower head. But, unfortunately, I was no longer there 😪 ...As you might have guessed, this was my best vacation (the first such experience). But I really hope that I will return to that place at least once more. I have a lot of plans for what to do there.😀 I hope you enjoyed this vacation with me.😉
  3. What follows below is a mostly true story. Some of the incidents I've embellished, some I've changed to protect identities and some things, well, they happened so long ago that I don't remember now what exactly took place. ******* I'd seen her at our hiking club meetings and out on the trails several times before, but had never gotten to talk to her alone until this evening when she came up to me as most of us were heading for the doors. So, I was a little surprised when she asked if I had any plans for the weekend. She hoped to get out of town and wanted to find someone to spend a day with hiking around in the mountains. Her name was Joanne. She'd just turned 23 and had been living in the city since starting college. She was a little taller than average, slender, with green eyes and light brown hair that came to her shoulders. Standing alone, she was what I considered attractive, yet I'd never really taken a good look at her before, perhaps only because she wasn't, well, striking. Good looking she was, but not the flashy kind of person who stood out in a crowd. While I'd only joined this group about six months back, I'd come to attend every meeting since. Quickly, I'd become one of the more active members, most every weekend either signing up for the group hike or setting off independently with a couple friends from the club. In the past month I'd led one of the groups, sixteen of us for a day hike, but this week I was looking forward to something a little more solitary. An overnight trek with no more than one or two others sounded more interesting, but I hadn't made any commitment. That is, until she singled me out. She had remembered me from the group hike three weekends before and must have thought I'd done a good enough job of keeping everyone from getting lost and safely bringing us back to the trailhead at the end of the day. Somehow, she figured me to be a good hiking partner and wondered if I could show her one of my favorite trails this weekend. It wasn't a date, she said, but it felt as good as one to me. She gave me her phone number and told me to call her on Thursday evening. I did and plans were confirmed to meet Saturday at eight. The morning came and we met up at the agreed location, an all-hours restaurant where the food was passable, the coffee good and the booths comfortable enough for long conversation. And, it had a large enough parking lot where we could leave a car until we returned in the evening. In barely ninety minutes we got to know a great deal about one another. "Call me Jo-a-NEE.” She drew the word out to three syllables. “When I was I growing up I couldn't say Joanne. Besides, I had a best friend named Ann and didn't like it when the neighbor kids called us Ann and Jo-Ann. Guess I fixed them, didn't I?" I shared a laugh with her. I liked her and kept revising upwards my assessment of her, as I looked her over while we ate. And talked. I tried to be the good conversationalist and mostly listen. There wasn't a lot to her, maybe a hundred twenty pounds, one twenty-five tops, but what there was was nice. Her arms were a little thin, but toned and what I’d noticed of her legs were similar. I guessed almost a B-cup, a tiny waist and not much in the ass, either. Still, she was more than capable of inspiring lustful feelings within my almost 24 year-old body. My thoughts must have been easily read, as she told me she had a boyfriend back home, a couple hours away, but only saw him occasionally. It sounded like she'd known him for years, a nice guy it seemed, and one who thought the world of her. What I didn't hear, though, was the passion in her voice when she talked about him, nor see a sparkle in her eyes. Perhaps best I just file that away for later. In less than a couple hours we had become quite comfortable around one another. We finished our coffees, got up and visited the restrooms on our way out. I paid the bill and we walked to our cars. There was no need for us to take two vehicles, so I offered to drive and she took me up on it. She grabbed a backpack from her trunk and climbed in the front with me. ******* We rode most of the way in silence. For the moment maybe we had run out of things to say, or maybe we were just enjoying the scenery that was getting better each passing mile. In little more than an hour we had left the suburbs, entered pine forests and reached the start of the mountains. Another twenty minutes and we were pulled over in the park’s lot. We got out, put on our packs and walked to the trailhead. There, to the side of the board describing the trails, was a portable toilet. Joanne looked over at me and asked, "Mind if I pop in there for a quick one? Need to use it, too?" "No, I try never to unless I absolutely have to. I'm don’t think I’m a germophobe, but I am all too afraid of catching something." "Yeah, I don't like them either, but all that water and coffee just wants to come out. If I go now, maybe I can get a little further up the way before we need to stop again." She ducked into the potty. I didn’t know if it was by accident, but she never bothered to latch the door. It was open a few inches and while I couldn’t see anything, the gentleman I tried to be turned my head away, I certainly could hear the sound of pee hitting plastic. It didn’t last long, no more than fifteen seconds or so, but it had enough of an effect on me that I needed to adjust my shorts. I was still tucking in my shirt when she came out. Looking straight at me with her gorgeous eyes, she gave a smile and exhaled, “Ah, better!” It sounded so sweet coming from her, but I kept having these naughty thoughts. We set out on the trail. It took a few minutes before my erection subsided. In its place, I became aware of a certain fullness. Despite my excitement, visions of Joanne peeing were getting me to the point where I needed to do the same. As we kept walking at a leisurely place, slowly climbing, so did the pressure within me, seeming to build with each passing minute until finally, after a little more than an hour on the trail, I gave in. “Can we stop? I could use a break,” then added, “My bladder, too!” I took off my pack, set it down to the side of the trail and started to walk into the woods. Joanne called out at me, "You're not pee shy, are you"? I stopped in my tracks. I suppose I still was, but something about the way she said that told me I needed to get over it right away. "I'm not, and I kind of like looking." She flashed a grin at me, and then continued, "Tell you what. I'll show you mine if you show me yours. I need to go again, anyway". I was amazed by her directness. Here I was thinking she was this quiet, reserved person, maybe a little on the serious side, when she came out with this part of her that I wasn’t quite prepared for. I had to give her a lot of credit, though, for she turned what could have been an awkward moment for us into, literally, child’s play. With that, she took a couple steps further off the path, then, squatting, pulled her shorts and panties down to her ankles. She had made it a point to turn towards me, spread her knees apart and I saw, well, everything. She had a small patch of fine pubic hair, almost golden, which failed to conceal the most delicate pink lips. Knowing I was watching, she made no attempt to hide anything. Still, I was a little surprised when the first few drops trickled out. Another five or so seconds later she pushed out a steady flow. “Say. You promised you’d join me”, as she continued to pee. Hers was a thin, clear stream that fell a foot or so ahead. I couldn’t believe what I did next, but I pulled my penis out of my shorts, pointed in her general direction and let go. Apparently, her openness and my need must have overruled any inhibitions I had, as well as my arousal, and the arc landed about two feet in front of her. She must have thought it was funny, for she broke into a laugh as she squeezed out her last drops. She remained squatting while I finished, my stream now falling further from her. As she pulled up her shorts, she remarked, “I can see we’re going to have a great time together. Was that as good for you as it was for me?” Making sure she was looking right at me, I replied, “Probably better.” I held my stare long enough for her to know I really liked it. ******* We continued on along the path, still climbing for another good hour until the forest opened into a rocky clearing. Walking over to the overlook, we took off our backpacks and sat down on edge of the rock, hanging our legs over the side. Pulling out from our packs what passed for lunch, we ate, and drank in the view. We had finished our first water bottles about half an hour ago. Having worked up a sweat on the climb, I knew I needed to replace the water lost, so I reached over and grabbed the second one, taking deep swigs as I washed down the meal. I noticed Joanne doing the same. We sat there, about three feet apart, enjoying the warming sun and the clean mountain air, and talked. She asked me why I had joined the club. I tried to give her more than a superficial answer. “I’ve been living and working in the city almost six years now. Much as it provides me with a good living, I don’t like the traffic, the noise, the pollution and too many people trying to get to the same place at the same time, so I regularly need my escape to the country. I grew up in the suburbs, in half a dozen towns not much larger than yours, and there were always places where I could explore the outdoors. I like to exercise, do healthy things for myself and get my fix of sunshine and fresh air. Besides, I’m not sure I’ve found a nicer group of people. And, you?” “I came for college five years ago, so I’ve been here almost as long. Of course, I could always go home for weekends, and usually did for the first year or two. But, between my course loads and finding work, I stopped going back as much. And, once you’ve lived in a big city, there’s something about the smallness of these little towns that’s just so… well, small.” I interrupted, “Oh, I must agree. Over fifty years ago, Thomas Wolfe, who grew up just a few hills over, said it in ‘You Can’t Go Home Again.’” “Yeah, what a great book. I read that, too, a couple years back when I was trying to sort out what I was doing and what I was feeling. I love my parents and don’t ever want to break their hearts, but I know I can never go back to their way of life. Yet, in many ways, I’m still that small town girl, say “hey” to people I meet, even if I don’t know them and have kept almost all the values I was raised with. From the time I was I grade school, I’ve been into health and fitness. I was little, but worked hard and got myself strong. For many years, I was one of the smallest in the class. Then, at about twelve or thirteen I had a growth spurt, and got to be almost the height I am now. I played soccer, softball, basketball and was captain of our volleyball team my senior year. I joined this club partly for the exercise I would get, but mostly for the social side of it. I haven’t made a lot of friends since I moved to the city, and have lost touch with most of the ones back home, so I thought I’d try this group and broaden my contacts. I’ve found a lot of folks I really like here. Who knows, I might even meet the right guy”, she paused for a couple seconds, as if she wanted to say more, then changed direction. “You’re right about it being a good group of people. They made me feel at home right away and encouraged me to join in on the hikes, trying to partner me up with others of equal ability. And, on the trail, they’ve always been so helpful, women and men alike, giving me words of advice, sharing food and water or looking out for me when I was hurting or tired. I’ve come to think of them like family or long-time friends. Heck, I’ve gotten so comfortable around them that when I’d have to pee, I never thought twice about just squatting, pulling my shorts down and letting go. Funny, I hadn’t done that in years.” She stopped, as if to let those words sink in. “Speaking of peeing, I’ve got to go again.” In that excited voice of hers that I was starting to find most attractive, she made it sound like she was looking forward to it. I guess she was. ” Since we’re here, why don’t I just go over the side? I’ve always wanted to see how far I can pee down a mountain. You want to join me?” All that water I’d just drank was starting to want its way out of me. Without hesitation, I said, “Sure.” Then, after glancing side-to-side, quietly added, “You don’t think anybody’s watching?” She giggled. She had already pulled her shorts and panties to her knees, then lifted her legs back up on the rock. I followed her lead. I must have started peeing first, for she looked over at me and her giggle grew to a full laugh. Watching my effort, she pushed her stream out towards mine. For a moment there were two falling pee trails, barely a couple feet apart and making a splash on the rocks far below. But, it was over far too quickly. Our bladders empty, we silently sat there half a minute, maybe longer. Then I turned to her. “That was fun. I’d never known a girl could pee so far.” Another giggle. We pulled up our shorts and stood up. Grabbing our packs, we got back on the trail. We were now almost to the midpoint of our hike. In another mile it took us to the other side of the ridge, then followed a path almost parallel to this one that would take us back to the trailhead. Her bladder must have been really small, for we had to stop again in barely another hour. I probably should have joined her once again, but I did get to watch. She stepped a few feet off the trail into the woods, where the ground quickly turned into a deep bed of pine needles “Oh, I love these pine forests. I love the quiet, the solitude and they smell so great, especially on a hot day. And, I can pee here as hard as I want and never worry about the splash.” She pulled her shorts and panties down again, but this time she turned away from me. Then, she leaned way forward and sort of pushed her ass, her cute tiny ass, towards me. Gee, she was small, but everything was there, it’s just there was nothing excess anywhere on her. From where I was standing, I had a great view. I could see her lips open as she bent and noticed her urethra twitch when she let go the first drops. “I always used to love doing this,” she said as she pushed out her stream. It was another tight pencil of a flow, almost straight down, but this time there was more power to it than I’d seen before. Had she stood up she likely could have peed past most men. It didn’t last more than about ten seconds, but she hovered there another minute as she let the last drops fall to the ground. Even if my bladder had been full, I don’t think I could have gotten anything out. I was highly excited, but hoping Joanne didn’t notice the bulge in my shorts. At least, not just yet. ******* On the hike back to the car she filled me in about herself a lot more. "I was tiny as a baby and never easily put on weight as a child. I was always small, especially around the middle. I guess having a tiny bladder was just part of my makeup. Early on, I learned to accept the fact that I had to pee a lot. It was such a natural event for me that I never developed any shyness about it. Of course, I was told there were some places where I couldn't just let go, like in church, when we went shopping and social events at neighbors. But, even where there wasn’t a bathroom around, there was always somewhere I could just wander off to and drop my pants, whether the woods that backed up to most houses or among the trees in the park in town." "Given that you couldn't hold much, didn't you have lots of accidents growing up?" "When I was little, I'm sure I did. But, by the time I got to school I'd learned how to deal with it. Pee early and often became my motto." "But what about those times when you had to hold it?" "Surprisingly, there weren't many of those. Because I'd regularly empty my bladder, then just sit and relax myself down there when I was done, I’d be able to hold long enough until I found some spot where I could relieve myself. I could always make it through class and, if I were out somewhere, never failed to find a place. We lived at the edge of town and had a big yard that went back to a field where we always played after school, on weekends and all through the summer. I’d be out there with my friends and when I’d have to go I’d just set down and pee, just a few feet away from them, boys as well as girls, from the age of five or six until my early teens. Sure, I was called Joannee Peepee a few times, but I never wet myself. Oh, there may have been a couple drops on my panties when I almost didn't make it or pulled them up too quickly, but my clothes stayed dry." "What about later, in college, when you were drinking or out on a date? I thought for a long time that the women I went out with never peed." "I'm afraid I didn't have much of a social life. I knew that alcohol would get me in trouble, in more ways than one, so I almost never drank, and when I did it was only a beer or two or a couple glasses of wine. Any more than that, and I was certain I couldn’t control my pee. I had worked so hard to not have an accident growing up, that I wasn’t about to start now. One time, early in my freshman year, I went a party, you know it was my first taste of real independence, and got the closest to drunk I’ve ever been. On the way back to the dorm, walking with a few of my new friends, I realized I couldn’t make it. Nice thing about those wooded campuses. I just walked over to a stand of trees, pulled my pants and panties down, sat on the grass and peed. At first the girls looked at me as if I was crazy, or just crazy drunk, which I probably was. But, they must have had the need, too, as they all joined in before I got my pants back up. Guess that says something about women always pee in groups, doesn’t it?” I never had that many dates, but I had no problem about running off to use the restroom if I needed to. If we were outdoors, I’d just take a few steps and go as I always did. Funny, how guys could get all awkward. It was if they hadn’t seen a girl pee before. Or, at least weren’t supposed to. Heck, Greg has never even watched me.” “Your boyfriend?” “Um, yeah. And, we’d gone out since our last year in high school. Before that, actually. He took me to junior prom and senior prom. Our families always told us we looked so good together.” There was something just so sweet about Joannee, so naturally nice. I was beginning to seriously like her. Whoever this Greg was, he was one lucky guy. Or, maybe he didn’t have a clue. I was enjoying this conversation with her. Just having it must have built up my confidence. The way she had opened up to me made me think I could ask her just about anything. So, I gave it my best shot. “I don’t mean to be out of line, so please don’t take this the wrong way. You’re so uninhibited about peeing, I can’t help but wonder, does it do anything for you, well, sexually?” “I’m not sure I follow you. Peeing for me is just that, a natural body function. I don’t think it’s any different for me now than when I was a little girl. Although, I could see how much you enjoyed watching me. Actually, I kind of liked the way you squirted towards me and when we peed off the rock together. But, it reminded me more of what I did among my friends growing up. It’s been nearly ten years since I last did that. And, no, you didn’t say anything wrong. It’s just that I’m still sorting my emotions out and I guess I'm a little too inexperienced in that department to give you a good answer. You've got to realize I grew up in a small Southern town. We were all a bunch of God-fearing people and I was raised believing I was supposed to save myself for marriage.” She paused, then continued, “I’m not so sure now." "Surely you’ve...” my voice trailed off, purposely. "Well, I’m finally okay with giving myself pleasure, but only once in a great while, like when I really can’t get to sleep. And I have come pretty close to going all the way, well, almost second base a couple times, but..." I cut her off, "With Greg"? She shook her head. "He's a nice enough guy, and I love him dearly, but I really want something more. He’s all too happy still living in the small town we grew up in and I’ve had this taste of a much bigger world.” She went quiet. Perhaps she’d told me everything she’d needed to for now. We were almost to the car before she spoke again. “Guess I need to pee before we head back or I’ll likely never make it home.” Glancing over at her, I replied, “I’ll keep you company.” “I thought you might like to,” making another giggle. She stepped off into the pine needles again. I immediately followed. Once more she took her shorts down, then her panties, only now she pulled them over her shoes and held them in her hand. Totally naked from the waist to her feet, she faced me, making sure I got the full view. I couldn’t help but stare at her loveliness. Only the fact I, too, now had to pee kept me from being totally aroused. Now that she had my attention she dropped into a high squat. She took a deep breath and, as she exhaled, almost immediately began to pee. I pulled open a leg opening of my shorts and joined in, emptying my bladder into the puddle she was, no, we were, making. ******* It was an interesting conversation on the drive home, as we were still pretty stoked by the day’s events. I probably did most of the talking, but it was Joanne who seemed to hold up the conversation. “You must think I’m a freak the way I carried on today. The truth is I never learned to be embarrassed by my body or bodily functions. While I haven’t peed in front of boys since I started high school, when I’m in the outdoors it’s easy to let my guard down. Sure, what you and I did today was more than anything I ever played as a child. I actually surprised myself today being as bold as I was, but you have to admit it broke the tension, didn’t it? I could tell right away you were enjoying it, but it wasn’t until we were walking down the hill, after you mentioned it, that I was feeling something sexual myself. And, that’s not something I normally allow myself. While that last little display was for your benefit, I’ll have to admit I was getting turned on, too. When I get home tonight, I am going to have to take a long, cold shower. You and I are hiking buddies, and we’re fast becoming good friends and I think, in time, something more, but you have to realize I’m not ready to go down that road just yet. I feel it’s not so far away, but I’m going to need to take this thing very slowly. Meantime, we can still have a lot of fun together, plenty of exploring ourselves, if you’re inclined, and you can take it as a very good sign we’re comfortable to pee around one another.” ******* I pulled into the restaurant parking lot alongside her car. Before I could get around to open the door on her side, she was out. I walked over to her and stood between the cars. She got her key out and unlocked her door. As I held it open for her, I spoke. “I know this wasn’t a date, but I had a great time, and I really would like to get to first base with you,” setting myself up for a good night kiss. “Oh, you definitely got to first base. And, I’m so looking forward to us doing this again.” I was expecting just a kiss or two on the check, but she met me fully face-on. My arms wrapped around her slender frame and we embraced. She might not have been the most experienced kisser, but it didn’t matter. We held onto one another, our lips joined, for at least a minute, and I thought I felt a spark pass between us. As she was getting into her car, she called out, “I’ll see you Tuesday night. We’ll make plans for the weekend.” Funny, she never talked about Greg after that.
  4. Got another ToTK inspired short. This time an NPC suggested by @Grenn34 "THE AUDACITY OF THAT WOMAN!" Mastro shouted. "Mastro,Please calm down." Violynne said. "No i will not calm down! She just jumped in front of us!" Mastro said in rage. "Maybe she was running from something and didn't notice us?" Violynne suggested. "Doesn't matter!! Our wagon is broken and we lost our horse! What a tragedy!" Mastro said with his arms crossed. Violynne rolled her eyes. "Atleast our instruments are safe." Violynne said as she held the instrument she was named after. "One positive indeed! We'll have to repair our wagon once we get back to the stable." Mastro said. "But how are we gonna get it back there?" Violynne asked as she tapped her feet with a concerned expression. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Oh...Stop! Stop! Stop!" Violynne said as she let go of the wagon and began inhaling and exhaling. "Okay! Come on now! How many times are you gonna make us stop? We we're having such a good rhythm going!" Mastro asked. "I-I'm not much of a lifter. J-Just give me a second!" Violynne replied. Mastro shrugged and waited for his partner to catch her breath. She took a look at Mastro and took a moment to cross her legs. She took a deep breath and then went back to helping her partner push the wagon. The two were using every ounce of their strength to push the broken wagon. Meanwhile, Violynne was fighting a battle of her own. Her breath hitched, caught in her throat as she tightly crossed her legs with every step she took. After minutes of pushing and lifting the broken wagon, they stopped. Violynne winced and stepped back from the cart. "Dear Hylia! Again?!" Mastro asked. "Like i said! I'm not a lifter!" Violynne said as she looked around and lightly tapped her foot in a specific rhythm. "What's with the dance?" Mastro asked. Though he already had an idea what was going on. It wasn't the first time he had scene that particular dance his partner was performing. "Umm.....How far away do you think the stable is?" She asked as she brushed her hands against her purple hair while bouncing up and down. "At the rate we're going? It's gonna take a long time!" Mastro said. "Ohhh......." Violynne whined as she looked around. A wince crossed her face as she gingerly crossed her legs, her thighs squeezing together while Her body swayed slightly from side to side. "I recognize this dance of yours! You need to pee!" Mastro blurted out. "D-Don't say it out loud like that!" Violynne chided him. "Just go behind one of these structures!" Mastro said as he pointed towards the many rocks that had fallen from the sky. "H-Huh? I-I don't know...." Violynne said. "Why not? There's nobody here!" Mastro said. "B-But we're still near the Great Fairy's Fountain! I-i can't!" "The fountain is out of sight dear! and you usually don't find any stray fairies this far from the fountain! Besides,With the Great Fairy going into hiding ever since the upheaval, i'm sure she's got other things to worry about!" Violynne she scanned her surroundings once more, her eyes wide and frantic, desperately seeking for something. anything that would keep her from having to resort to something so embarrassing. But of course, nothing came. Violynne groaned and ultimately resigned herself to Mastro's idea. "N-No peeking! Got it?!" She said with urgency as she sprinted away, her hands tightly clasped between her legs as she fought against the twinge being sent through her body. "Wouldn't dream of it!" Mastro shouted as Violynne hid behind one of the weirdly shaped rocks. She looked around to make sure there was nobody around and then unbuckled her belt. "Oh...I can't believe i'm about to do this..." She muttered as she kept looking around while hiking up her shirt and yanking down her tights. She bent over and leant against the rock. She looked around. There was still nobody in sight. And yet she still felt like there was someone starring at her. She let her bladder relax upon uttering the words.... "Oh,Great Fairy. Please forgive me for what i'm about to do..." As if a floodgate had opened, a torrent of pee burst forth, her body trembling and her having to use her other hand to stabilize herself as her stream splattered against the grass below. As her muscles released the mounting pressure, a wave of relief washed over her lower body, releasing her from the agony of her bursting bladder. She couldn't resist letting out a moan as she continued to lean against the rock. She looked around once more. Still nobody around. No stray fairies, no villagers. She sighed. The feeling of relief somewhat overpowering the dread she felt. She began humming a song to herself as her stream continued. It's something she always did to calm herself. Soon she was no longer shaking and she only needed on hand for support. Her stream continued until it eventually slowed down and turned into just a few drops. She let out a content sigh and stood upright again. "....Damn it. nothing to wipe with..." She whispered to herself as she pulled up her panties and her tights. She emerged from her hiding spot and regrouped with Mastro. "Enjoy the pee?" Mastro asked with a smile. Causing Violynne to blush. "D-Don't say it like that. She said as she looked around. "It's nothing to be ashamed off. But,hey! I got good news! While you were singing back there, a Rito saw us and landed in front of our wagon. He said he was going fly to the stable to get us some help! What luck!" Mastro said. "Well. That's good." Violynne said. "Shall we practice our song while we wait? We cannot afford to be rusty for the Great Fairy when we return and convince her to stop hiding!" Mastro said. "Yeah. Let's do it." Violynne said as she whipped out her violin. a thought crossed her mind. The great fairy. She then thought back to her detour just then and sighed. "Oh great fairy. again,i hope you forgive me for this..."
  5. So how are we enjoying Tears of the Kingdom so far? i've been having a lot of fun. Though i will admit most of my playtime involved me screwing around in Hyrule. I've cleared the entire map, completed about 65 shrines as of writing this but I've only recently started making progress with the story and seeing the cutscenes. This short in particular takes place shortly after one of the memories. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Still thinking about returning home?" Rauru asked. Zelda took her eyes off the stone for a second and eyed the Zonai King of Hyrule. "Y-Yeah....I think I'm starting to get the hang of things. But i still can't help but worry." Zelda said as she brushed her hair and looked around. Rauru noticed the strained look on her face and smiled. "Please don't push yourself princess. As Sonia said. It'll become second nature in due time." Rauru said as he placed a hand on her shoulder. Zelda smiled, though Rauru couldn't help but notice how strained Zelda's expression was and how she was sweating. "How about you get some rest. I'll go get you some refreshments." Rauru said. Zelda thanked the King and watched as he walked away and disappeared into the forest she was training in. Once he was out of sight, Zelda crossed her legs and placed her hands on her thighs. In the time Zelda had spend trying to draw out her Stone's power, The tea she had drank from Sonia had began working it's way through the princess' System. And she was at a point where every step she took caused her to wince. For about an hour she had to divide her focus between keeping a hold on her bladder and using her power and she was nearing her limit. But the Castle was far away and she wasn't sure she could handle walking all the way back there. She had a distressingly close call not to long ago while trying to use her recently-discovered powers on a much larger object. Zelda hissed and looked around. Rauru was nowhere in sight now and neither were any of the guards that accompanied her on her way to the forest. Taking a deep breath, Zelda slowly made her way towards the bushes. Behind those bushes was a boulder Zelda had practiced on earlier. She hid behind the boulder and took another look around to confirm nobody was watching. Admitedly, This wasn't exactly the first time Zelda had found herself having to do her business outside. She remembered having to do so while exploring a cavern with Link not too long ago. But those experiences did very little to quell her nervousness. Once she made sure nobody was around to see her, she hiked up her archaic dress. She pulled down her panties to her knees, looked around once more and then crouched down until her butt has hovering mere inches above the grass. Despite her bladder's begging, there was a bit of hesitance before she felt comfortable. She took a deep breath and relaxed her muscles. and then a powerful stream of pee came out of her most intimate area. Splattering against the grass and slowly greating a puddle that was just barely being obscured by the grass. Zelda closed her eyes and leaned her head back, she couldn't resist letting out a satisfied sigh. All the pressure and stress she felt earlier being quickly replaced by an overwhelming feeling of relief. Zelda felt so much more relaxed now, the noises of the forest added a touch of serenity to a situation that she would've found overwhelmingly awkward. She was so engulfed in her relief she failed to notice the figure creeping up on her. "Am i interrupting?" That snapped Zelda out of her relaxation and in a split second the relief was replaced with panic. She turned around to see the Queen and Founder of Hyrule looking at her. Zelda couldn't quite get a read on her facial expression but she she couldn't imagine her being happy about this. "Q-Queen Sonia! I uhh...This- .....This isn't what it looks like,i uhh...." Zelda scrambled for a excuse, trying to put an end to her stream. But she couldn't stop it. Sonia slowly approached her. Zelda covered her face, being unable to face the Queen. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! i couldn't wait...i had to......Please forgive me!" Zelda whispered hastily, unable to look at the queen. And as such, she failed to see the Queen stop next to her and reach below her own dress. She hiked it up and draped it in front of her, revealing a lack of underwear. Zelda snapped out of her thoughts when she heard some shuffling, She worked up the courage to look to her side and her eyes widened as she watched the Queen get in the same position she was. And if that didn't strike confusion into the future princess, what happened next definitely did. Sonia relaxed and a stream of urine jetted out of her own body. Splattering against the grass and adding to the wetness Zelda had created. Zelda was so in shock she hadn't registered that her own stream was coming to an end. "Q-Queen Sonia?!" "Ahhhh.....Nothing feels better than releasing it after a long day of work. Wouldn't you agree?" She said as she looked at Zelda before closing her eyes and relaxing further. "Y-You're not...i mean..." Zelda stuttered, not knowing how to respond. Sonia looked at the princess once more and smiled. "You don't have to be ashamed. When the goddesses call, you've got to answer." Sonia said as she looked at her own stream. "I too have had to hold it for long periods of time. Sometimes i barely make it back to the castle. Mastering your abilities, extensive meetings. They can be though to sit through." Sonia said. Now facing the princess once more. "And i'd be lying if i said i hadn't found myself having to sneak and hide once or twice." She said with a giggle. This caused Zelda's anxiousness to diminish a little. She looked at the Queen's stream, which was already starting to die down. Zelda looked down and only then noticed her own had stopped. "Umm...i don't suppose you'd have anything to wipe with?" Zelda asked with a sheepish smile. "Heh....I'm afraid not. Most of the people in this time aren't very lucky to have that luxury. Me and Rauru do but...Well, we're not in the castle right now are we?" Sonia said. This did get a small chuckle out of Zelda. She stood up and pulled her panties back up, The wetness causing her to shiver a little. Sonia stood upright again and dropped and readjusted her dress. "There's a river nearby we can use to wash our hands" Sonia said as she urged Zelda to follow her. Zelda smiled and followed the queen. The queen turned around and looked at Zelda. "Remember to take a break occasionally and don't strain yourself, Princess. You will master your abilities soon. I know it." Sonia said. "Yes...Yes, your majesty." Zelda said with a confident smile. The two royals continued walking. As they did, Zelda's thoughts drifted back to her powers...and then to Link. "Link. I'm okay. I'll be back with you soon..."
  6. This sighting happened some years ago, I think we were both around the age of 14-15 when it happened. Anyway, both me and a friend were really into acting, so we decided to hop on the special play our school was holding for only secondary school students (12-18 years old). The play was going to be perfirmed in a well known theatre in my home country, so about 8-12 weeks before the play, we would all go to the theatre and rehearse there, so as to accustom ourselves to the size, entrances, etc... This theatre was about 40 minutes away from our school, so we all went together, in a bus. At first, all was good, I was chatting with one of my friends (for the sake of the story, let's assign a name to her, for example... Samara, dark-ish skinned, average height and straight black hair up to her shoulders) But about 30 minutes into the trip, I had noticed Samara seemed a bit distracted, I asked her if anything was wrong, and she replied she needed to go to the bathroom kinda bad. As I had not discovered my fetish yet (but was somehow "interested" in girls having to pee, oh sweet little innocent creature I was), I didn't think much of it at the time, and just told her "Hey, we are not that far away from the theatre" However, lady luck was not on her side as 5 minutes later, traffic slowed down to a crawl due to 3/4 lanes being blocked due to a crash, it took us 25 minutes to navigate that 5-minute path to the theatre. By this moment, we were already late, so right after we got there, we had to hop on stage and start rehearsing. However, another girl complained she needed the toilet, so the teacher said we would have a break in the middle. Meanwhile, we were still rehearsing, and I could see Samara getting more and more desperate, while on stage she hid it astonishingly well, but backstage she was a squirming mess, grabbing herself when seh thought no-one was looking, and bouncing around like she was on enough sugar to give a heart attack to a buffalo. This particular play had around 25 scenes, and the teacher said the break would be on scene 14, so that gave the girl plenty of time to, ahem, "fill up". I remember vividly that by scene 6, Samara pulled me away and said "I am seriously going to piss myself" I said that I couldn't do anything, but still encouraged her to hold it in. After a while, scene 13 rolled around and Samara was SERIOUSLY desperate, she was now openly holding herself with both hands in backstage, and fidgeted a bit while on stage, in that same scene, I exited, and she exited a bit after me, when she was out, she frantically told me that a little bit had just come out. Finally, the teacher gave us the break and Samara just darted past me, both hands grabbing her crotch for dear life, I ran after her, and quicly caught up since she had to stop running so fast to not leak, she told me, on the verge of tears, that she was at her absolute limit, so I decided to be a good person for once and helped her down the stairs, she grabbed her crotch like she was trying to tear it off, while I held her across the back, and that way, we went down the staircase, into the changing rooms, which had 2 toilets on the entrance. BUT! As we had reached the toilet, Samara's hopes were crushed as 4 girls already stood in a line, 3 of them just minding their business, and the one furthermost back fidgeting a lot. I asked Samara if she could hold it, to which she moved her head side to side frantically, and begged me to help. Just then, I noticed something, the place we were in had a storage room behind it, which had a huge door which was constantly open for when trucks needed to deliver stuff, so if we were quick and stealthy, we could sneak around there and she could pee outside, in a private-ish place. I explained this to her, and she frantically nodded yes. So out went our two adeventurers, I first checked to see if no-one was around, and then, when I confirmed it I signaled Samara to come with me, as she was crossing the doorway, she suddenly doubled over, pressed her hands against her crotch with the fury of a thousand stars and I saw 2 or 3 drops fall. She ducked behind a wall, signaled me to turn away, and peed, I could hear her sighs of relief from about 5m away, and her pent-up pshhhhhhhhhhhh hitting the concrete floor below. She must have peed for a solid minute, which is impressive considerin she has a quite small bladder. after she was done, she hugged me and thanked me for helping her, and we both went back upstairs to finish rehearsing. At the moment, I didn't think much of it, but now, every time I remember it, I feel extremely aroused. When I confessed my fetish to her (we often talk very openly about our sexual lives, since neither of us considers the topic a "taboo") the first thing she said was "You must have enjoyed that time at the theatre then" I really loved sharing this story with you, If I'm not lazy, I'll maybe even make it into a short comic!
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