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From the album: Kamie's artwork
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The Pressure to Pamper: Prologue The Helpful Fox Senko-san fanfiction by MasterXploder With thanks to Sake for editing, and Captain L for providing the idea for this story Warning: Contains an 800-year-old loli peeing and getting into lewd shenanigans. Make sure the FBI aren’t watching. "Be careful on your way to work today! It's gonna rain, you know?" Kuroto Nakano sighed as he finished putting his raincoat on over his work suit. "As always," he replied. "And make sure you don't work through your lunch break again! It's very important you get your nutrition." "Of course." He looked at the bento box full of a lovingly-prepared meal inside his suitcase before closing it. "And don't let them make you spend another night at the office! They've already done that to you twice this week!" He finally turned around with a weary smile. "I'd say you're working just as hard as I am today, Senko-san." The eight-hundred year foxgirl puffed her cheeks out. "Well, I have to! You've been run ragged these last few days.” She spoke only truth; she could already see the dark miasma regrowing around him, and he hadn’t even left his apartment yet. Nakano sighed again. "It can't be helped. We're approaching our deadline, so we've had to crunch to get it all done." He put a hand to his face. "At least it'll be over after today." “Hee hee…” Senko put on her determined face. “Then I’ll make sure to pamper you extra hard to celebrate when you get home tonight.” To this, Nakano gave a warm chuckle. “I look forward to it.” “Mm!” Senko nodded and put her hands together, returning his smile with one of her own. Suddenly, Nakano’s phone vibrated from inside his pocket, and an alarm sounded shortly after. “Ah! I need to get going now. I’ll see you whenever I get home. Take care, Senko-san!” he hurriedly said as he stepped through the front door. “Don’t work too hard!” Senko cheerfully replied before the door closed shut. Only the hum of the air conditioning could be heard now, with Senko staring motionless at the front door, waiting for the possibility of Nakano coming right back in. Seconds dragged by as the entire apartment remained still, until... “Aah, finally!” Senko let her guard down the moment she was sure Nakano wasn’t coming back. Her hands pressed right into her groin while her legs pushed together from the knees up. Even her luxurious orange tail wrapped around her waist in an instinctive attempt to press harder. With no more eyes on her, she could finally address her biggest problem that morning, namely the pressure that was close to bursting inside her. Despite spending months with Nakano to the point where they were comfortably taking baths together, there were still some barriers Senko was not ready to break. Openly admitting her need for a bathroom was one of them; she didn’t even like to use the toilet while he was home lest he heard noises not meant for human ears. Naturally, this led to some difficulties. On rare occasions, Nakano would be fortunate enough to come home from work early. While she was happy he wouldn’t be suffering under a grueling job, it also meant she would have to hold her tinkle for the remainder of the evening. If she was especially unlucky like this morning, Nakano would wake before her and she would wait until he was out the door. She might have been able to hold past the normal human capacity, but even an eight-hundred-year-old goddess had her limits, and she was nearing those very limits right now. “Gah, toilet!” Senko turned about on her sock-clad feet at once and waddled to the water closet, stepping in and locking the door behind her right away. Nakano's squat toilet looked heavenly in that moment, almost enough to make her feel excited over something so mundane and unsightly. Senko could feel her hold slipping away just by looking at it, so she went right to work getting into position. Stepping one foot on each side of the toilet, she grabbed her ankle-length skirt on both sides and rolled it up as far as it could go. She lowered her body until her rump was exposed and hovering above the waters, her tail lifted up and out of the way already. Only one barrier remained, that being her red undergarments, which she pulled to her raised knees with a free hand, once the other hand was safely keeping her dress lifted. Just like that, Senko was ready to let go of all that pesky pressure inside, at least physically. She still had to pause and take a couple breaths to relax enough to get the flow going. Even when she was surely by herself, just being inside his apartment added one more mental barrier she had to pass before her urine could do the same. But luckily, it wasn't long before she felt things moving down below. Soon enough, a light dribble of gold fell from between her open legs, staining the waters below and creating a trickling sound. From there, it quickly built into a respectable stream, flying farther and higher until it struck the inside of the bowl jutting upwards. The small room filled with indecent noises that made her ears twitch, from the ringing of the bowl to the hiss from Senko's sacred shrine. Peeing in Nakano’s bathroom was never not an embarrassing act for Senko, but she found it difficult to focus on that in the moment. Faced with the strong sense of relief radiating from her groin and the fact that she was truly alone, she felt helpless against her urge to express her satisfaction. “Uyaaaaaannn...” Senko’s mouth fell open and eyes fell shut as she found herself relaxing into another satisfying morning pee. Lost in this bliss, it reminded her of the days long before modern civilization, where she would often be surrounded by the sights and sounds of nature as she did her business, whether it ended up on the grass or in a gently-flowing creek. There was a pleasant peacefulness to answering nature’s call in its domain, nothing like the sterile and constrictive toilets of today. Still, it wasn’t all bad here. Privacy was at least guaranteed with all these walls. There were some close calls with wandering humans almost stumbling on her in mid-pee back in the day, forcing her to cut the stream and quickly disappear with her clothes often getting lightly wet in the process. She couldn’t help it; centuries of life had given her a capacity far greater than what her petite figure would imply. Even over a minute into her pee, the stream had not slowed in the least. The relief had tapered off at this point, leaving a sheepish Senko squatting with a hand on her blushing cheek. "I need to watch how much tea I drink at dinner," she openly thought. Fortunately, her tinkle time didn't last much longer. The stream fell into a light trickle that lasted for maybe ten more seconds before giving out completely, leaving only the occasional drop falling straight down into the yellowed waters. “Ah, much better!” Senko could only smile, having rid herself of all that discomforting pressure with Nakano being none the wiser. All that remained was to clean herself up and move on. First up was to make use of the toilet paper, perhaps her favorite modern human invention. It was so gentle but also thorough, leaving her feeling clean and dry after just a couple wipes. It was much more effective than using her foxfire to dry it all out, and leagues better than scrounging for rough leaves that could give her a rash. With that taken care of, Senko pulled her smallclothes back to where they belonged and stood up, letting her skirt fall back into place. She pulled the toilet handle, sending her waste off to who-knows-where, then departed the toilet. Her next destination was the sink, where she gave her hands a good washing, lightly humming as she scrubbed until they were spotless. The best pampering could only happen with the cleanest hands, after all. Speaking of, with her mind finally off her bathroom urges for now, Senko could return to her biggest concern of the day: how to help Nakano relax after what would surely be another grueling day at the office. It would have to be something special after the hell he had been put through recently, but just what would that be? She wasn’t entirely sure, but she needed to think of something soon. That kind of thinking was best done in the rest of the house, however. With a smile and a swish in her tail, Senko left the bathroom ready to commit herself to serving Nakano as best as she could. (A/N: The next part to this story will be here soon... ish. Probably. I hope.)
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