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  1. 73 downloads

    Wooo did I have to pee and I was way out on some trails that were nowhere near the bathrooms. Lucky for me it was pretty dead at the state park. I actually walked back on one of the main trails with soaking wet pants. Luckily I had pissed enough that the wetness spread so much you couldn't even tell my pants were a different color 😄 To be safe I did wrap my jacket around my waist and only walked by one dog walker who was none the wiser, especially because they were busy adjusting their large dog's harness. Happy wetting out there!
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  2. View File Soaked jeans in the Woods Wooo did I have to pee and I was way out on some trails that were nowhere near the bathrooms. Lucky for me it was pretty dead at the state park. I actually walked back on one of the main trails with soaking wet pants. Luckily I had pissed enough that the wetness spread so much you couldn't even tell my pants were a different color 😄 To be safe I did wrap my jacket around my waist and only walked by one dog walker who was none the wiser, especially because they were busy adjusting their large dog's harness. Happy wetting out there! Submitter themerger Submitted 04/07/2024 Category Male  
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    girl wets her leggings in the woods she starts to masturbate and gets naked after
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  4. View File thisvid - hot babe pisses in black leggings girl wets her leggings in the woods she starts to masturbate and gets naked after Submitter LittleFool Submitted 03/20/2024 Category Female  
  5. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #192 on my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 Story is 용의남자 from the prologue chapter
  6. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #187 in my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 Title is 유부녀몰카협박사건
  7. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #187 in my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 Title is 유부녀몰카협박사건
  8. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #187 in my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 Title is 유부녀몰카협박사건
  9. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #187 in my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 Title is 유부녀몰카협박사건
  10. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #187 in my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 Title is 유부녀몰카협박사건
  11. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #189 on my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 The title of this story is 마누라 (chapter 15)
  12. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #189 on my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 The title of this story is 마누라 (chapter 15)
  13. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #189 on my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 The title of this story is 마누라 (chapter 15)
  14. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #189 on my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 The title of this story is 마누라 (chapter 15)
  15. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #192 on my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 Story is 용의남자 from the prologue chapter
  16. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #192 on my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 Story is 용의남자 from the prologue chapter
  17. From the album: [RAW] Manhwa/webtoon peeing scenes from stories with no English title

    This is #187 in my manhwa list: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/83782-i-made-a-korean-manhwawebtoon-pee-scene-list/#comment-2033065 Title is 유부녀몰카협박사건
  18. Yet another Umi commission from @Zenkopan! This one stars Umi on a camping trip with her family deep in the woods where there's no access to proper facilities. Nature's Call Umi felt a light fall breeze flitter through her hair as she stepped through the winding trail before her. Leaves crunched under her feet and twigs and grass brushed against her long socks. She was kitted out in full hiking garb, thick tan pants and a dark blue button-down worn over a white t-shirt, and a backpack full of supplies strapped to her back. She paused for a moment and turned around, grabbing a large water bottle strapped to the side of her bag as she did so. She took a swig and glanced back at her parents, who were also accompanying her on the hike. Her mother was right behind her, still wearing clothes appropriate for an outdoor hike, with khaki pants and a matching high-waist jacket, and a white shirt underneath. Missing was the well-stuffed backpack, though the man behind her, wearing a brown coat and thick jeans, and stomping around in hiking boots, was carrying a bag big enough for the both of them. “Honey, could you pass me my water bottle?” Umi’s mom smiled. “Of course, here,” her father replied, handing her a large, half-full bottle. Umi’s mother joined Umi in taking a few swigs, and as the two finished, they all stopped and looked around. Around them was a thick, lush forest, tucked between the more mountainous areas around them. In the distance, the sounds of a steady-flowing river could be heard. The Sonada family was on a family vacation to one of their favorite hiking destinations. This forest was a rather unknown and rugged spot that Umi’s father had learned about when he was a kid from some locals, and he had kept it a secret outside of the Sonada family for years. Occasionally locals who knew the trail would also come up here, but other than that it was a very quiet and private trail. Perfect for Umi and the family, who loved to come up here and spend time together, in tune with nature and away from their usual troubles. Umi’s father placed his hands above his eyes like a visor and squinted up through the trees at the grey-white clouds above. “It’s a little overcast, but I don’t think it’s going to rain. It’s nice shade.” Umi’s mother nodded, “It’s definitely better than if we had gone over the summer, it would be brutal out here at this time of day.” “Speaking of, when are we stopping for lunch?” Umi asked. Her dad looked down at his watch and then looked up at the trail in front of them, “Soon. If I’m remembering right, there’s a nice clearing about fifteen to twenty minutes down the trail that would make for the perfect picnic spot, unless you’re both too hungry to wait that long?” “No, that works for me,” Umi nodded. “I’d definitely rather wait, if it’s such a lovely place to stop,” Umi’s mother smiled. “It is! Unless of course I’m mistaking this trail for the other one,” Umi’s dad joked. Umi and her mom laughed and shook their heads, all enjoying the calm atmosphere and the sights and signs of nature around them. Umi’s mother handed her water bottle back to her husband and stretched. Umi put her own water bottle away, stretching her legs and starting down the trail again. “Oh, Umi,” her mother called, seeing her start setting off, “Could you wait one more moment, I was going to make a quick pit stop.” Umi stopped and turned around, seeing her mother shuffling slightly, clearly less from desperation and more just to illustrate her need. Umi then felt a twinge from her own bladder. They had been hiking all morning without stopping, and Umi had been filling up, both from the tea she drank, but also from the water she was sipping down to stay hydrated on the long trail. “A-actually, I kind of need to go too,” Umi admitted. “‘Kind of’? You don’t have to be shy, we’ve been out on the trail for hours,” her mother teased. “I’m not shy,” Umi blushed, “I’m serious, I have to go a bit, but I could definitely hold it until lunch. Though, since we’re stopping anyway, we might as well go together.” “Alright, whatever you say, honey,” her mother smiled. Umi was telling the truth, but it was clear her mother thought she was saving face. Umi sighed and followed after her mom as the two headed just off the trail. They were less concerned with cover as they weren’t likely to get caught by anyone else with how remote the trail was, so really it was just to put distance between them and Umi’s father. As such, it didn’t take them long to find a relatively suitable spot. Umi’s mom danced in place slightly as she quickly unfastened her belt and pants. Umi hadn’t noticed any signs that her mom needed to pee before, but it was clear she was more than eager to go. Umi saw no reason to wait or put any distance between her and her mother, and so she simply unbuckled her own pants right next to her. Umi’s mother dropped and squatted first, her stream gushing out of her loudly as she tilted her head back and let out a relieved sigh. She had squatted behind a tree, and her stream splashed and trickled loudly against its roots. Umi squatted down next, her stream sprayed against a small rock embedded in the ground next to the tree, making a much more loud patter as it struck the hard surface. Both streams flowed down, eager to find the thirsty ground, and foamed slightly as they settled on the dirt. “I don’t know about you, but I really needed that,” Umi’s mother sighed, “I’m definitely getting older. Holding it through a hike like this used to be no trouble for me.” “Yeah,” Umi nodded in agreement, taking in the relief. Umi hadn’t really felt much before, but now that she was letting it out, she realized how full her bladder had gotten. She had subconsciously pushed the need to the back of her mind since she was having so much fun on the hike. She wouldn’t say she had been anywhere near desperate, but she was definitely glad they had stopped. With the two of them peeing, the ground had quickly saturated with water, and the pee flowing down began to quickly pool at the base of the tree. Umi’s mother stopped mid-stream and adjusted her position so her feet stayed out of the growing puddle. Umi merely opted to let the puddle flow around her shoes. They were hiking boots anyway, and she didn’t think she could stop her stream as easily as her mom had. After a few more moments, Umi’s stream trickled off and stopped, and Umi’s mom stopped soon after as well. She let out one final contented sigh, and then turned to Umi. “Oh, I forgot to grab the toilet paper from your father before we left. You have some in your bag, right?” “Yup, I’ll get it.” Umi stood up awkwardly, pants still pulled down and her hips arched forwards so she wouldn’t drip onto her pants or panties between her legs. She slung her bag over her shoulder and fished around in her bag until she found the pack of biodegradable toilet paper, folded neatly in a resealable plastic bag to keep it dry. She grabbed a few sheets and handed them to her mom, who was still squatting on the ground waiting, before she took a few for herself and quickly began wiping herself down. As soon as she was clean, she dropped the paper into their collective puddle in a wad, and it quickly wicked up their pee until it was saturated and mushed down into a wet blob. Her mother had also wiped herself up, and tossed the tissue on top of Umi’s, forming a pee-soaked wad that would wash away harmlessly when it next rained. Umi then pulled up her pants and panties, adjusting her position to be less awkward now that she was cleaned and properly clothed. Her mother stood up and pulled her own pants up in a swift, elegant movement, fastening her pants quickly. “Here,” Umi offered her mother a dab of hand sanitizer in the absence of a proper sink to wash their hands. Not a moment later, they were headed back to where they had left Umi’s dad. “Sorry about that, I really had to go,” Umi’s mother admitted openly to her husband upon their return. “No worries, I’m actually gonna take a leak too,” he replied, “Was just waiting for you two to get back.” “Alright, but before you do, can you pass me my water again please?” Umi’s mom asked. Umi’s dad nodded and once again handed Umi’s mother her water bottle, “Eager to fill up so soon?” “Oh stop it! I’m just staying hydrated.” Umi’s dad laughed at the reaction as he headed off into the woods, and Umi’s mom took a long swig from her water bottle. Umi herself had drank plenty before their pit stop, so she took the time to look around. There was a squirrel climbing a tree nearby, and a few birds were chirping. Umi could also hear the distant cawing of a crow, but she couldn’t spot it from here. It didn’t take her dad long to return, and once he stepped back onto the trail, they were off. Despite his joking from before, Umi’s dad had in fact remembered the trail correctly, and about fifteen minutes of light hiking later, the three emerged into a clearing where the trees gave way to soft grass, and light shined down from the overcast sky above. “This really is the perfect spot for a picnic!” Umi’s mother gushed. “Worth the wait, huh?” Umi’s father smiled. “It is lovely here,” Umi agreed. This really was a picturesque spot to eat lunch. “Umi, come help me unpack the food,” her father beckoned, setting down his large pack. Umi helped her father lay out the picnic blanket in the clearing and unpack their lunches, and soon the whole Sonada family was munching away happily as they enjoyed being out in nature. A few birds came by, likely attracted by the food, and Umi’s mom grabbed some mixed seeds from the larger backpack and fed them. Umi’s dad also grabbed a large container of green tea he had brought for them all to share, and passed it around. Umi poured some into a small travel cup and eagerly gulped it down, the last time she hydrated being after their pit stop. She also grabbed her water bottle and took a long swig of water. Umi didn’t mind the hustle and bustle of the city, and especially since she became a member of μ's, she definitely spent a lot of time there. However, out here, hiking in the middle of nature with her family, was always the most comfortable and cozy for her. After her meal, she sat there quietly, watching the birds and other animals fly and climb the trees around them. She watched the gentle breeze rustle the leaves around them, and watched the wispy grey clouds above as they rolled on through. They rested at the clearing for a little over an hour before finally deciding to pack up and continue on. The Sonada family still had the rest of the trail to go, and they also had plans to go canoeing later. Luckily, the trail they were on looped back to their campsite, and they had hiked the better part of it before stopping for lunch. While Umi and her family had been hiking all morning, it only took them another couple of hours to finish the loop and make their way back to where they had set up camp. Their camp was an old camp ground that had long since fallen out of popular use. Any facilities that used to be there had either been removed or torn down, though it was clear it was pretty bare-bones even before it had been basically abandoned. It wasn’t the kind of campsite with official maps or buildings and roads that people could easily access. Though, that suited Umi’s family perfectly. To get here, they had to drive up a dirt road and park a few kilometers away, then haul their tents and camping equipment the rest of the way. They had two tents set up now. A larger one for Umi’s parents, and a smaller one across the clearing for Umi herself. A canoe sat inverted by the rest of their supplies, and there was a pit in the center for building a campfire. On all sides, large trees overhung most of the clearing and offered a cozy canopy of shade. “Did you two want to go canoeing right away, or should we wait a bit? I know we’ve been going all morning,” Umi’s dad asked. “Let’s wait. I could definitely use a rest,” Umi’s mom suggested. “It might be nicer if we go out later, closer to sunset,” Umi agreed. “Works for me. In that case, I’m going to take a little nap.” With that decided, Umi also went back into her tent to rest, though she had no intention of napping. Instead, she sat down, grabbing her water bottle and taking a long swig to settle in after the long hike. She decided that while she was out here in nature, she should use the inspiration to write some songs for μ's, so she grabbed her notebook and began working. *** Umi had managed to finish a few rough drafts for some songs by the time the late afternoon rolled around. Of course she’d have to run them by Maki later and adjust things depending on the music, but for now, she felt particularly accomplished. She let out a contented sigh and a stretch and reached for her water bottle to take another sip, only to find it empty. Since she had finished writing, and it was probably around the time they should head out anyway, Umi climbed out of her tent. “Ah, perfect timing,” Umi’s mother smiled. She was sitting at the edge of the clearing, leaned right up against a tree with a blanket underneath her and a book in her hands. “I was just about to go wake your father.” “No need,” he called as he crawled out of the tent, letting out a yawn as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. “Oh, wonderful!” Umi’s mother smiled, “Shall we go, then?” “Sure, just give me a sec, I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick, and then we can start packing up the canoe,” Umi’s dad motioned over his shoulder to the woods behind them. He then began heading off down a short trail to relieve himself. Naturally, such a rugged, barebones camp site didn’t have any toilets or facilities, so they had been making due by going off into the woods and finding suitable spots far enough away from the campsite. Umi’s mother turned to her, “I just went myself not too long ago, but do you need to go?” Umi gauged her level of need, but didn’t feel like she needed to pee. “No, I’m fine.” “Are you sure?” Umi’s mother asked, “There’s no need to be shy, you know.” “I’m not being shy, I really don’t need to go.” “Hm? Really?” Umi’s mother asked, teasingly, “Because earlier you also said you didn’t really need to go, but when we finally went, you peed as much as me, and I was getting pretty full.” Umi blushed, not realizing her mother had paid that much attention to her peeing from before, but she still shook her head. “I’m serious, I don’t need to go,” Umi insisted, “I come on these hiking trips all the time, I’m used to peeing out in the woods. It doesn’t embarrass me.” “Well, if you say you’re fine,” Umi’s mother nodded, though with a tone that indicated she still wasn’t entirely convinced by her daughter. Umi let out a light sigh. She really was perfectly comfortable peeing out in the woods, as long as there was ample privacy like in a remote area like this. There was a time where she had been a little shy about it, right when her parents had started taking her on the more advanced trails rather than the beginner trails that were well-maintained with bathrooms and other facilities, but out of necessity and practicality, she quickly grew out of that. There was always a bit of residual apprehension and feeling of being exposed, but apart from that, Umi was fine peeing in the woods when she needed to go. Of course, that wasn’t going to stop her mother from teasing her. Turning her attention back to preparing for their canoe outing, Umi started by heading over to their supplies and refilling her water bottle with purified, filtered water from a large camping canister. She took a few swigs before turning her attention to the canoe. She reached in and grabbed By the time her dad returned from the woods, she had gotten most of it prepped, packing it lightly with supplies and making sure they had the canoe paddles. Her father came over and helped finish getting the boat ready, and then nodded. “Can I get a hand to help carry this down, you two?” “Sure thing!” Umi replied. “Of course, darling,” her mother also answered, heading over to the canoe. The family all lifted it up over their shoulders and made their way down the trail to the river. It wasn’t a short trail, but luckily it was a relatively easy hike to get through, which was good, because carrying the canoe was cumbersome at best. As they made their way down, suddenly Umi felt a twinge of pressure from her bladder. It was more than a subtle urge, too. Umi pressed her thighs together between steps as she suddenly realized her need. She was surprised by how suddenly it had come on, especially since she hadn’t felt any urges earlier. Of course, that was now a problem. Not five minutes ago, Umi had been so insistent that she didn’t need to pee, and now she did. She wasn’t exactly in a position to excuse herself either. Even disregarding the fact that she was helping her parents carry the canoe, if she asked to be excused now, so soon after persistently rejecting needing to go earlier, her mother would never let her hear the end of it. On top of that, Umi really wanted to shake her mother’s misconceptions about her being too shy to pee outdoors. Suddenly admitting that she had to go now would do nothing but convince her otherwise. Thankfully, Umi didn’t have to go that badly, at least for now. She definitely had to pee, but she was nowhere near desperate. If she could hold it, at least for a bit, Umi could then naturally excuse herself later. Umi bit her lip as she gauged how full she was. It wouldn’t exactly be comfortable, but she hoped once they got canoeing, she’d be having enough fun to ignore it for the most part. First, though, they had to make it through the rest of the trail, which was easier said than done. Hiking was a pretty physical activity even when Umi wasn’t helping carry a boat, and it was hard to ignore her bladder when each step sent little jolts up her legs and into her abdomen. Trying to keep any shuffling to a minimum, Umi continued onwards down the trail. Thankfully, her mother was in front of her, and wouldn’t notice if Umi’s walk was a bit awkward from her need to pee. Her father might, but he was on the other side of the canoe, where it was harder to see her. Beyond that, outside of occasionally pressing her thighs together and buckling her knees when she walked, Umi gave little indication of her need. By the time they reached the end of the trail, Umi was grateful and eager to be able to stop and rest. The Sonada family placed down the canoe on a sandy river bank and Umi let out a sigh as she disguised her shuffling with stretch. Unfortunately, even though Umi no longer had to carry the canoe, her predicament was replaced with another; the river. It was beautiful, lined on either side with thick trees that rose up and arched over it with their branches, flowing slowly but steadily. Further in the distance there were the sounds of rapids, but those were further up the river. Ordinarily, Umi would be happy to take in the lovely sight. Of course, now all that water was doing was reminding Umi of her urge to pee, which was growing alarmingly fast. The hike had done her no favors, and she was really starting to regret not going earlier. Unfortunately, it still hadn’t been long enough since Umi had insisted to her mother she didn’t need to pee, so she would have to hold it through the canoe trip.” “Ready to go, everyone?” Umi’s father asked. “Yup!” Umi’s mom nodded. Umi nodded as well, and Umi’s dad pushed the canoe into the water and climbed in carefully. He helped his wife into the boat as well, and then they both helped Umi climb in. Stepping into a shaky canoe and having to balance on a full bladder was not fun, and Umi was forced to stand with her legs apart to keep her balance as she sat down. As soon as she did, she quickly pressed her thighs together and clenched her teeth as she fought off a wave of pressure. Even once everyone was sitting down, the constant splashes of the river against the canoe and the gentle bobbing of the boat was doing Umi’s bladder no favors. Still, as they pushed off from shore and began paddling down the river, Umi kept her legs pressed together and looked around, trying to enjoy the surrounding scenery. As best as she could, she tried to keep her squirming to a minimum and glanced around. The crystal clear water shimmered and rippled as the canoe gently pushed through it. It was hard to ignore the splashing sounds as they rowed, but Umi tried to focus more on the beauty. Fish swam underneath them and they could see underwater plants swaying back and forth in the current. “It’s lovely out here,” Umi’s mother smiled. Umi glanced back at her mom, as she was now sitting at the front of the canoe. She was tucking her hair behind her head with one hand as she gazed out at the river around them. However, Umi also noticed that she had her legs pressed tightly together, with one knee raised slightly over the other and her foot tapping against the floor of the canoe. Perhaps it was because she had to pee, but Umi thought that maybe her mother had to go as well. Umi didn’t want them to cut their canoe ride short, but she secretly hoped that was the case. If her mother asked to pee, Umi could simply accompany her without raising any questions. Her mother could hardly tease her if she also had to go, especially after saying she just went not too long ago. Though, since her mother had apparently gone shortly before she left the tent, Umi wasn’t about to get her hopes up. Either way, Umi’s mother didn’t voice any desire to end the canoe ride, so the Sonada family continued to row down the river, taking in the sights and sounds around them. As much as Umi wanted to enjoy the lazy float down the river, it was getting harder and harder to ignore her bladder. Her need had escalated quickly, likely due to her already needing to go and just not feeling it earlier. Her urge would rise and fall with the bobbing of the canoe, and even though she wanted to squirm and wriggle, she was forced to keep relatively still. Otherwise, her desperate movements would transfer to the canoe and her parents would definitely notice. “Honey, could you grab me my water?” Umi’s father asked suddenly, motioning to the bottle stowed away in the canoe’s storage compartment. “Oh, sure thing,” Umi’s mother nodded. She bent forwards to reach the bottle, and Umi caught her wriggle slightly as she fished around for the water bottles. When she found it, she passed it back to her husband, and Umi winced at the sloshing sounds as he took a big swig, as if the sounds of the river around them weren’t bad enough. A few moments later, Umi was hit with her first real wave of desperation. She had been fighting the gentle pusles of pressure, but this one hit her all at once, and she was forced to dance and squirm as she fought back her urge. “Umi, are you alright? You seem uncomfortable,” Umi’s mother asked. “I’m fine, mom,” Umi lied. Just as she feared, as soon as she showed an outward sign of her urge, her parents noticed. “Are you sure? It looks like you need to pee. I told you you should’ve gone earlier.” Umi sighed. There was no point in hiding it. Now that her mom was clued in, she was sure she’d notice her subtle tells of needing to go. “I really didn’t have to go before, but I kind of do now,” Umi replied, trying to downplay her need. “We could cut the boat ride short,” Umi’s husband offered. “N-no,” Umi shook her head. Even though she had to pee, she didn’t want to cut things short and ruin it for her parents, “I can hold it.” “Holding it in is bad for you, sweetie,” Umi’s mother said, “Besides, I have to go too. I know I said I went earlier, but I must be getting older. I filled up again pretty fast.” “I’ll pull up along the shore, then,” Umi’s dad said. “Actually, why don’t we just go here?” Umi’s mother suggested. “W-what do you mean?” Umi asked. “I mean, we’re out over a river. We can just go over the edge.” “It’s no big deal, girls. I can just pull over to the river bank. We can always get back on the water, if that’s what you’re concerned about,” Umi’s father replied. “There’s not really a good place along this part of the river to land the canoe,” Umi’s mom pointed out. Sure enough, the once sandy river bank had given way to a rocky shore, “Besides, I learned this trick specifically because you used to hate stopping these boat rides short, remember?” Umi’s dad scratched the side of his face, “I don’t really remember that, though I guess I’ve been stubborn about stopping in the past.” “Are we really going to just go over the edge, right here?” Umi asked, blushing. “There’s no need to be shy,” Umi’s mom smiled, “No one’s out here but us, and your father’s going to turn around, aren’t you, darling.” “O-of course,” Umi’s father nodded, flustered, and turned around as instructed. “I’ll show you how it’s done. You have to balance properly or you could tip the canoe.” Umi’s mother scooted over to the side of the canoe and squatted over the edge, pulling her pants and panties down. She leaned the rest of her body back over the canoe so her weight was still mostly centered, though the canoe swayed. Umi shuffled as she watched her mom continue to tune her balance until the canoe was relatively stable, and then she relaxed. Her stream started immediately, trickling into the water below. It splashed and pattered as Umi’s mom was careful not to let it hit the side of the canoe. Watching someone else pee did Umi’s bladder no favors, and she squirmed and squeezed her thighs together as she watched her mom pee. She must’ve been well hydrated, as the pale golden liquid nearly disappeared into the otherwise clear stream. Despite this, it still splashed and bubbled as it hit the water, foaming up as the faint color mixed with the river and flowed further down. Luckily for Umi, her mother didn’t pee for that long. Something unsurprising since she mentioned going not too long ago. Her stream trickled off and she motioned to the canoe’s storage compartment. “Could you grab me a tissue, please?” Umi nodded, leaning over to grab the toilet paper from the compartment. The motion put her weight on her bladder and Umi clenched her teeth as she felt a spike of urgency. She fought back a leak and quickly handed her mom the paper and watched her quickly clean herself up. Since the toilet paper was biodegradable, Umi’s mom wadded it up and tossed it into the river, where it quickly soaked up the water and turned transparent. Umi could barely track it as it floated down the river and was broken up by the current. “Nothing to it,” Umi’s mother smiled, “It’s trickier than it looks.” Umi blushed and opened her mouth to ask if she really needed to pee over the edge like this. However, after watching her mother pee, Umi really didn’t want to wait any longer, and peeing out in the open like this would hopefully prove that she wasn’t embarrassed to pee outdoors like her mother seemed to think. Of course, this situation was totally different. In the woods she would usually go alone, or just with her mother like last time, and back at camp they had designated zones so the girls would never accidentally run into Umi’s dad or vice versa. Now, however, he was right there, and Umi was still a little uncomfortable with the thought of going right in front of a man, even though he was her own father, and turned around. In the end, though, Umi’s need won out, and she scooted over to the edge of the canoe. She fiddled with her pants and pulled them down, trying to squat over the edge just like her mother. She couldn’t quite get it down, leaving her squirming in an awkward position with her butt hanging over the side of the boat as she tried to get the right balance. The canoe swayed and jostled, and Umi let out a spurt over the edge before she had fully gotten into position. The short taste of relief sent her bladder into overdrive, and Umi quickly finished getting into position before opening the floodgates. Her stream splashed and sprayed messily as it gushed out of her, and Umi realized her mother must’ve been controlling her stream better. Umi tried to slow her flow, but failed, and her pee sprayed messily against the side of the canoe. Blushing, Umi simply let it flow at full-force, bubbling and foaming as it splashed loudly against the surface of the otherwise calm river. Umi let out a relieved sigh as she continued to pee, briefly forgetting her embarrassment or the teasing gaze of her mother as she let it show just how badly she needed to go. She closed her eyes and simply listened to the sounds of her pee trickle against the water. What was once the agonizing noise of running water was now the sound of blissful relief. She peed for much longer than her mother, and when she was finally done, she could see the telltale yellow wisps still mixing with the flow of the river around her. Her pee was still clearly visible in the crystal clear water, though it was quickly being washed away. The place where her stream had splashed against the outside of the canoe was bobbing up and down in the water as well. By the end of their trip, it would be thoroughly rinsed of all traces of Umi’s little accident. Umi quickly cleaned herself up with the toilet paper and, just like her mother, she dropped it into the river. The wad unraveled and greedily soaked up the water around it, quickly being washed away and slowly dissolving, just like the one from before. Umi then fixed her clothes and said, “Okay dad, you can turn back around now, we’re done.” Umi’s father nodded and turned around, and Umi still felt her ears burning at the thought of her dad having heard them both peeing over the edge. She also remembered her mother saying she learnt the trick because of him, and she shook her head as she tried not to think about how often that happened when she wasn’t around. “Well, now that you girls are taken care of, we can continue our trip!” Umi’s and her mother both nodded, and Umi tried to focus on the river around her rather than what she had just done. The plus side was, now that she no longer had to pee, the calming sounds of the rippling water and the splashes of their paddles weren’t a nuisance, and she could enjoy the experience. The Sonada family spent a good length of time out on the water, lazily paddling down the river and then turning around and paddling up, the slow current giving little fight as they rowed back up to the trail back to their campsite. The sun was beginning to set by the time they landed back on the sandy shore, and as they were dragging the canoe out of the water, Umi’s dad looked up at the sky. “The clouds are pretty angry over there, looks like it might be a rainy night.” “Oh dear,” Umi’s mother frowned, “Well, let’s hurry back to the campsite for dinner.” “Yeah, we wouldn’t want to get caught out in that,” Umi agreed. They quickly lifted the canoe and began carrying it back to their campsite, trying to make good pace. Luckily, the clouds, while clearly signaling a storm, were still quite the distance away. Still, Umi couldn’t help but glance towards them from time to time, worried about how bad the storm might get that night. *** Upon their return to the campsite, the Sonada family prepared and ate a quick meal, and Umi and her dad set upon the task of preparing the campsite for the storm. They made sure their supplies were secure and covered, and put up rain tarps over their tents for extra protection. Just as Umi was finishing tying the tarp over her tent, she felt a drop of water hit her nose. Then another hit the top of her head, and very suddenly a steady rain began falling. “Here it comes!” Umi’s father called, quickly hurrying into his tent, where Umi’s mother was already sheltering. Umi herself quickly rushed to get out of the rain before it totally soaked through her clothes, and as soon as she was in her tent, she quickly changed out of them and into her pajamas. Outside, the rain was steady, and she could hear it loudly pattering off the tarps of her’s and her parents’ tents. She let out a sigh of relief, glad they had managed to get them up in time. With the rain trapping her inside, Umi decided to go to bed. She had already written earlier and while she had also brought some books and other things she could do in the comfort of her tent, she was exhausted after such a long day. She laid out her damp clothes to let them dry, grabbed her pillow and a sleeping bag, and made sure her water bottle was within reach so she wouldn’t have to get up if she was thirsty. She took a good gulp from it to quench her thirst and set it down before crawling into the sleeping bag and closing her eyes. Umi nodded off rather quickly, and managed to sleep for a few hours before being awoken by an all-to-familiar sensation. Her bladder was starting to fill up again, and it sent a nagging signal that ripped Umi out of her light sleep. She shuffled in her sleeping bag and frowned. I have to go? Well, I guess I didn’t go after dinner… Umi hadn’t needed to go after dinner, and she wanted to avoid mentioning peeing again after the incident on the boat. Not only that, but she had been focused on preparing for the storm, and hadn’t had a good opportunity to slip off even if she needed to. Of course, now that it was raining, Umi couldn’t exactly casually walk out into the woods and go now, at least without getting soaked. She had packed light and needed the clothes she had laid out to dry for tomorrow. An extended trip to find a place to go would thoroughly soak them, and they wouldn’t dry by tomorrow. Not to mention Umi wasn’t really keen on going out in such a downpour in the first place. I don’t have to go that bad, I’ll just go back to sleep. Hopefully the storm passes by morning. Umi curled back up, pressing her thighs together as she laid back down in her sleeping bag. Trying to fall asleep was trickier now that she was aware of the pressure building up in her bladder. She tried to push the sensation to the back of her mind, but as soon as her body would relax, her bladder would send her another signal, and it would bring the slight but slowly growing urge to the forefront of her mind. Umi rolled over, rubbing her thighs as she tried to ignore her body’s nagging. Slowly but surely, even with her filling bladder, Umi managed to fall asleep once again. Suddenly, a loud boom of thunder shook Umi’s tent, and she was jolted awake from her sleep once more. Her muscles spasmed as she jumped from the shock and Umi had to clamp her thighs together to prevent herself from letting out a leak just from surprise. Although she had managed to fall asleep again, she didn’t feel any more rested, and it was still just as dark and stormy out as it had been when her bladder had woken her up the first time. This time, however, her need was much worse. Not just from the sudden thunderclap, but she had also been asleep long enough to fill up considerably. Umi squirmed around in her sleeping bag. She had to go much more now, and she doubted she’d be able to fall asleep again. After a few futile attempts at trying, Umi wriggled in frustration and turned her attention outside. It was still pouring rain, perhaps harder now than it had been earlier. Not only was the rain trapping her in here, but the constant sound of pattering against the tarp and trickling water as the rain came down was doing her bladder no favors. Umi weighed her options. She wasn’t going to fall back asleep with her bladder’s constant nagging, and she was somewhat worried that if managed to, she wouldn’t wake up dry. She could change and go out and hope her clothes dried by tomorrow, but she knew they would be drenched and with the humid air from the rain outside, she knew that was unlikely. Her other option was going out in her pajamas, but that would leave her with nothing to sleep in but her underwear, and while this campsite was remote and the only other people here were her parents, Umi still didn’t like the idea of only sleeping in her underwear out here. Umi rubbed her knees together and squirmed in her sleeping bag as she realized her only option was to wait out the storm. She steeled herself and tried to think about anything but her bladder. She first tried to focus on the lovely hike in nature or the canoe ride, but her mind kept going back to her peeing in the woods with her mom, and peeing over the edge of the canoe. Each time she imagined it, her bladder begged her for release, and she recalled how good it felt to finally let go. Umi snaked a hand down between her legs and held herself as she tried to focus on the other parts of the trip so far, but all she could think about right now was the river, the rain outside, and peeing. Umi then tried to think about things not related to the trip, like μ's and school. She thought back to the songs she had written earlier, but unfortunately she had exhausted all her ideas and brainstorming earlier. Attempting to distract herself now only led to her imagining lyrics for a song about being trapped somewhere and needing to pee. There was no way she was going to write a μ's song like that. Umi felt the pressure in her abdomen spike as her bladder fought against her attempts to hold it in. She bit her lip and rolled over again, doing a desperate dance from within her sleeping bag. She unzipped the side a little, as her constant squirming and the efforts of holding was making the sleeping back uncomfortably hot. She wound up laying on her back, rubbing her abdomen with one hand as she rubbed and shook her legs against each other, the other hand clamped firmly down on her crotch. This is bad. I don’t know if I can hold it until the rain stops. Umi once again tried to distract herself, this time by thinking about their plans for tomorrow. Unfortunately, she wasn’t sure about them anymore now that the weather had changed. If worse came to worse, they might have to wait for a break in the storm and quickly pack up and head home early. Umi sincerely hoped that wouldn’t happen. As she felt another desperate wave come over her, she clenched her teeth and squirmed, silently cursing the rain for trapping her in and potentially ruining the rest of their trip. An hour ticked by agonizingly slowly, with Umi feeling her bladder steadily filling up all the while. Her mouth was dry from her heavy breathing as she squirmed and danced in her tent, trying to focus on anything but her desperation. She glanced over at her water bottle, mocking her from beside her sleeping bag. She was a bit parched, and reasonably knew she needed to drink, but the last thing she wanted was to throw proverbial fuel on the fire and fill her body with more fluid that would eventually make its way into her already full bladder. Eventually, though, she gave in and took a few tentative sips. The water quenched her thirst and hydrated her sandy throat, but immediately she felt her bladder spasm in protest. She squeezed her thighs together and rubbed the back of her calf with her other foot, and nursed her abdomen with her free hand. Through her thin pajamas, she could feel a slight bulge beginning to stretch out, right where all the pressure was. Umi once again turned her attention to the rain, which was still coming down hard and giving no signs of stopping. She wondered if it would be worth running out there in her pajamas. She’d have to sleep in her underwear, but despite her misgivings, there really was no one around to see her. Umi seriously considered it, but in the end, she just couldn’t bring herself to go out there. She knew that despite her desperately wanting the relief in the moment, that she’d just feel way too exposed and vulnerable for the rest of the night. I just have to hold it. I just have to hold it. Even as Umi chanted this to herself, she realized that was easier said than done. It didn’t even sound like the storm was close to ending, but Umi knew her body was growing closer and closer to her limits. She couldn’t keep still for a single moment, and she could feel her legs shaking and quivering as she fought desperately to keep all the pent-up pee inside of her. Her swollen bladder was sending her wave after constant wave of pressure, making it near impossible to focus on anything else but her need to pee. Every time a jolt of desperation hit her, Umi was more and more afraid she’d be able to keep herself from leaking. Umi rolled over again and scrunched her body up, clamping down on her crotch with both hands as she struggled and squirmed. Suddenly, a particularly strong wave of desperation struck her, and Umi gasped. She grasped herself hard and willed her bladder muscles to keep fighting, but she felt a small leak escape out into her panties. I can’t… I can’t hold it anymore! With the storm outside showing no signs of subsiding any time soon, Umi jolted upright. She was at her limit. She needed to pee right then and there, or she was going to flood her pajamas and sleeping bag. She once again considered leaving the tent and just dealing with wet pjs, but she was so close to losing control that with the rain hitting her, she was sure she wouldn’t even make it out of the campsite before she wet herself. Instead, she frantically searched around her tent for anything she could use as a container. Unfortunately, she didn’t really have any suitable vessels. She didn’t carry a portable toilet around in her bag, and only other watertight container she had on hand was her water bottle. There was no way she was peeing into that, and even if she wanted to, it was pretty full with water. She’d have to frantically chug it down, and would likely wet herself before she emptied it sufficiently. The only other things Umi had were some snacks and supplies packed away in her backpack. No, no no no! I’m gonna wet myself! There has to be something! Squirming in place with her hand desperately clamped over her crotch, Umi used her free hand to rummage around in her backpack, frantically searching for something to use. She felt herself leak again and gasped as she squeezed her thighs together with all her might, feeling her legs quiver and shake from sheer desperation. Suddenly, realization hit. The grocery bag her snacks were held in. Outside of some resealable plastic bags containing supplies that couldn’t get wet, and thus had to remain in the waterproof bag, the grocery bag was the only thing in Umi’s pack that could potentially hold the pent-up flood threatening to burst out of her. Umi wasted no time, quickly dumping out the snacks and practically tore down her pajama pants and panties. She maneuvered into an awkward half-stand, half-squat as she positioned the bag underneath her. She let out a hot spurt involuntarily that splashed onto the edge of the bag, nearly missing, and Umi desperately clamped her bladder muscles shut just long enough to reposition. That was the last of the holding her bladder could take. Immediately afterwards, pee burst out of her in a loud, hissing stream. It sprayed against the plastic bag, moving it with its sheer force and making a distinct, crinkly sound. It almost sounded like someone frying food or static from an old tv. It was loud and filled the tent, and if it hadn’t been raining, Umi would’ve worried her parents would hear her. Then again, if it hadn’t been raining, Umi wouldn’t have had to resort to the bag in the first place. Umi cared very little about that right now. All she could focus on was the blissful relief. She threw her head back and closed her eyes, feeling goosebumps travel up her body. The pressure in her abdomen was still immense, but she could slowly feel it subside as sensations of her desperate need were replaced with a warm tingling that washed over her and fogged up her mind. Suddenly, however, the possibility of there being a hole in the bag to leak crossed Umi’s mind, and she snapped out of her haze and glanced down frantically. Luckily, there were no leaks in the bag, and her pee pooled and filled it as she continued to pee full force. It foamed and swirled as Umi continued to empty her bladder into it, the sound as loud as it had been when Umi started. Slowly, however, the pressure of Umi’s stream began to subside, and soon her stream tapered off and turned into a few dribbles before finally stopping. She forced out one final spurt to ensure her bladder was truly empty. She wanted to make sure she wouldn’t need to pee again before the rain stopped. Umi then turned her attention to wiping herself up, which was awkward to do while holding a shopping bag full of her pee. She managed to pass both handles to her left hand and grabbed some tissues with her right before wiping her crotch and discarding the toilet paper into the bag. It soaked up her pee and half-dissolved into a mushy wad that floated on the still-foaming surface. Umi then carefully placed the bag on the floor in the corner of the tent, lifting it into a shape where she could tie off the handles and it wouldn’t leak. Her knot wouldn’t be watertight, so she made sure it was stationary and secure as she sealed it up and returned to her sleeping bag. She blushed at the thought of what she had done, feeling particularly embarrassed about peeing in her tent, in a plastic bag of all things. But it had been necessary. She had really hit her limits, and by the sounds of it, the storm still wasn’t anywhere close to stopping. As Umi settled back down, still feeling the warmth of relief, she thought about what she would do about the bag in the morning. If she was lucky, she could sneak off before her parents woke up and drain it without them seeing it. She’d still have to bring the empty bag back and throw it into their designated trash bag, but as long as she could do that without being seen, she doubted her mom or dad would go sifting around in the trash and find it. If her parents were already awake, though… Umi shook her head. She didn’t want to think about how to sneak the bag out of her tent with her parents there, or leaving it sitting in the corner as they went about the day’s activities. Instead, she pushed the thought to the back of her mind and closed her eyes. Now that she didn’t need to pee, the sounds of the rain outside calmed and relaxed her, and lulled her into a relaxing sleep. The End
  19. It's been far too long since I posted here, and I've built up a backlog of stories from commissions I've done. This one's a commission by @Zenkopan staring Umi, Kotori, and Honoka from Love Live! I hope you guys enjoy! Also, sorry not sorry for the pun title. It entered my brain and I knew I couldn't NOT name the story that, even if it's a bit cringy. A Midsummer Hike's Stream Umi stared out the windows of the old bus excitedly as it drove up the winding road into the mountains. Beside her were Honoka and Kotori, chatting happily yet less enthusiastically as they felt the bumpy road shake the bus’s frame and watched as the road narrowed up ahead. Umi had invited the two of them to take a short day trip up into the mountains with her, and she was excited for the hike ahead. Umi herself hadn’t gone hiking in quite a while. She had been quite busy with μ's and her other responsibilities, and the last few times she had gotten a short break, the weather hadn’t been the best for hiking, so she wound up postponing her trip multiple times. That was until one of μ's lives had taken them up where they were now, near a popular hiking trail. The others had already gone home to rest after a successful show, but Umi wasn’t about to miss the chance to hike a popular spot she had heard so much about. Not to mention the weather was finally perfect-- not too hot nor too cold, and clear skies the whole day-- and so here she was. Honoka and Kotori were there more for the opportunity to spend time together with Umi rather than for the hiking itself, though that wasn’t to say they weren’t looking forward to it. They were all dressed and packed for the occasion. Umi was wearing a simple white and blue t-shirt that was neither too tight to restrict her movements, nor too loose to catch on stray twigs and branches. She had a brimmed cap to keep the sun out of her eyes, and had on a pair of shorts with hiking boots and long socks. Next to her was a lightweight but fully-packed bag of supplies and food for the trek. Honoka and Kotori were also dressed pretty well, though perhaps not as prepared as Umi was. Kotori was wearing a green t-shirt and a white skirt with black bike shorts underneath, as well as comfortable looking sneakers. Honoka was wearing a light orange blouse left unbuttoned over a black shirt and denim shorts, though her sandals were definitely less appropriate footwear. They both had their own packed backs of hiking supplies, courtesy of Umi helping them through the process. Although they were both packed much lighter than Umi, since if they needed anything she could always lend them supplies from her bag. The bus finally slowed as it pulled into the entrance to the hiking trail, and Umi and the other two eagerly stood up. They stretched their legs as they stepped off the bus, and Umi closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath as she looked around. There was a station at the start of the trail with restrooms and amenities, as well as a large map and signage clearly designating the correct path as it weaved its way up into the mountains. “Wow, there’s a lot more people here than I expected,” Honoka looked around, surprised. Sure enough, around them there was quite the crowd, a number of groups ranging from families looking like they were here for a picnic to hikers fully kitted out with large backpacks stuffed with supplies. It wasn’t just Honoka who was surprised. This was a lot more people than Umi expected to see, even for a well-known trail during a popular season for hiking. “Yeah, I’m surprised it’s so busy,” Umi agreed. “Maybe it’s because of the show yesterday,” Kotori pointed out, “We weren’t the only group performing, and there were a lot of people there.” “Oh! You really think some of these people might have seen our live yesterday?” Honoka asked excitedly. Umi looked around again nervously, “I don’t know, I kind of hope not.” “Why not?” Kotori asked, tilting her head to the side. Honoka seemed equally confused. “I guess it would feel weird to be recognized here,” Umi answered, “I’m used to hiking being a personal hobby, so I guess I’d rather not worry about other people knowing who we are.” Honoka and Kotori nodded, and Honoka replied, “I can kind of see that.” It was clear from her tone she didn’t quite agree with Umi on this one, even if she understood where she was coming from. Then again, it was unfair of Umi to expect her to fully understand. Honoka wasn’t into hiking as much as Umi was, so to her, this probably just felt like another day out. For Umi, however, this was something she enjoyed deeply, and wanted to keep it personal. “Anyway, we should set off on the trail,” Umi encouraged them, “It’s a pretty long path, and I want to give us plenty of time to rest once we reach the end before turning back.” “Sounds good!” Kotori nodded. “Let’s go!” Honoka beamed enthusiastically, charging ahead. Umi rushed up to catch up to her before she stepped out onto the trail and grabbed her hand, holding her back from running ahead carelessly. “Stick with me, you two. I know I helped you set up the map and trail path on your phones which should still work if we lose phone service, but it’s still possible to lose the GPS signal or have them malfunction. I packed us paper maps, but they’re harder to navigate, so we can still get lost if we’re not careful. This is a pretty popular, well-marked trail and there’s a lot of people here, so it’s not that dangerous, but we should play it safe and make sure to stick together.” “R-right,” Honoka nodded. With that, the three girls stepped out onto the trail proper and began hiking. Umi took in a deep breath of the fresh mountain air as she walked. Since they were still relatively close to the entrance, there were a lot of trail markers and signs along the path for those just entering, but soon they gave way to trees and bushes and rocks rising up ahead of them at a slight incline. The trail beneath Umi’s feet had been packed down and trampled by numerous other hikers over the years, and was clearly delineated, with only the occasional root or patch of dead leaves beneath her. Short bushes and shrubs brushed against her legs, hence her long socks as she led the way. She wondered if Honoka was regretting her decision to wear only sandals as the leaves and short grasses brushed against her exposed feet. “Wow, it’s so pretty out here,” Kotori noted, looking up at the canopy of trees above them, watching the mid-morning light filter through. The shadows the leaves casted danced as a light breeze brushed past them. “It is really peaceful,” Honoka agreed, closing her eyes. She looked like she could fall asleep standing up. “It is, isn’t it?” Umi beamed. This was what she loved about hiking, and she was glad she was sharing it with the other two. At first she had been worried that she was more-or-less dragging them with her on the trip, but getting to share the peace and beauty of nature made her reconsider. As they continued to hike, however, some of that peace would get disturbed. They ran into a family who seemed to be hiking back down the trail. Umi, Honoka, and Kotori were forced to slip to the side of the trail to let them pass, and the whole way they could hear an excited little kid making a lot of noise with some toy they brought along. Not too long after, they had to pass someone on the trail again, an old couple arguing about something or other and once again disrupting the quiet morning. After that it was a couple who kept gushing at each other about how romantic a hike through nature was. And then another larger group of older, gruff men who, despite being morning, were drinking beers and making a bit of a scene. Umi let out a slight sigh, and turned to the others, “Sorry, it’s normally not this crowded on a trail like this.” “Oh no, it’s fine!” Kotori smiled, raising her hands up defensively. “I’m not bothered! And it’s still really nice when it’s quiet like this, right?” Honoka pointed out. Umi looked around again and took in the trail, trying to focus on the chirping of birds and the quiet rustling of the leaves instead of the rowdy crowds making their way both up and down the mountain trail. “Yeah, it’s still nice,” Umi nodded, “I’m just not used to it being so crowded when I come out on a trip like this. I wanted you guys to experience a nice, quiet hike.” “Well, maybe it’ll be quieter up ahead?” Kotori suggested. “Speaking of which, how much further do we have?” Honoka asked. Umi glanced down at the map on her phone, “We’re almost halfway through the trail. We’ve only been hiking for about an hour.” “Wow, really?” Honoka asked, “It feels like we’ve been hiking for way longer than that!” “Keep in mind, we’re hiking up an incline, so it probably feels like more work,” Umi pointed out. “You also mentioned still being tired from yesterday,” Kotori reminded her. “Oh yeah, we did do a lot of dancing for the show,” Honoka recalled, “My legs are still kind of sore.” “We can take a break, if you want?” Umi offered. “No, that’s fine, let’s keep going! I want to make sure we get up to the end of the trail by lunchtime, I’m already getting hungry!” Umi nodded. In truth, this wasn’t the greatest place to rest anyway, but she didn’t want to push her friends, especially knowing that they had tagged along mostly for her sake. Still, she reached around for her bag and grabbed her water bottle, holding it up. “Let’s go, but first, don’t forget to stay hydrated, you two! We’re getting plenty of shade, and it’s not too hot, but it is warming up and keeping yourself hydrated while hiking is important!” The two nodded, grabbing their water as well, and all three took a few big swigs before setting off again. Thankfully, once they were past the halfway point, the people they managed to run into along the way were much more bearable. There was a friendly older woman who clearly enjoyed hiking and the outdoors, and stopped to chat with them. She was pleased to see the younger generation taking interest in nature. There was also a family resting by a few rocks halfway up the path, much quieter and less rowdy than the family they passed by earlier. As Umi walked, she was able to take in the scenery and sounds around her. The forest grew a bit sparse as they got higher up the mountain, though the path ahead was still forested and they had plenty of shade from the trees ahead. The dirt between them changed to gravel and rocks that crunched underneath their feet, and around them birds, small animals, and cicadas chirped around them, providing a relaxing ambiance. Umi could also hear the tell-tale signs of running water. Apparently the main attraction of this particular hiking trail was a waterfall that sat at the end, flowing from a spring higher up the mountain. Umi was excited to finally see it for herself. As she walked, though, she noticed a telltale nag from her bladder. It wasn’t anything urgent, but from the sounds of the waterfall up ahead and the water she had been drinking on her hike, she had definitely been filling up. She shuffled slightly as she walked and looked at her other two friends. Kotori looked fine, but as she watched Honoka walk behind her she noticed that she was glancing around somewhat nervously, and she was shaking her leg slightly whenever they stopped. “Do either of you need a break?” Umi asked, turning back towards them, “We’ve still got about a quarter of the trail left to go.” “I’m fine,” Kotori shook her head. Both her and Umi turned to Honoka. “I’m good too! Just a little tired, is all,” Honoka smiled, “But if we’re almost there, I can rest when we get to the top!” Umi frowned. Was she wrong about Honoka needing to go? Her friend wasn’t usually shy about announcing her needs, so maybe she was just feeling sore in her legs. Umi shook her head. She took another swig from her water bottle and set off again. This time, however, she watched Honoka more closely. She definitely seemed a bit restless, and her pace had slowed down somewhat, but she wasn’t sure if she had to pee or not. Umi herself felt her own urge grow. Perhaps it was because she was worried about Honoka, or perhaps it was simply because they were growing closer to the distant sounds of rushing water as they reached the end of the trail. Surprisingly, however, it was Kotori, not Honoka, who finally spoke up. “Hey, Umi,” Kotori looked over at her friend nervously, “Is there a restroom at the end of the trail?” The question caught Umi off-guard, seeing as how Kotori seemed perfectly fine, and it was Honoka Umi was more worried about. “No, this isn’t a campsite or a more commercial sightseeing spot, so there probably won’t be any toilets up ahead,” Umi answered. “Oh,” Kotori looked around worriedly. “Oh, so I guess we just go in the woods, then?” Honoka asked. “Yeah,” Umi nodded, “It’s pretty common for hikers to just head deep enough off the trail so no one sees them to go, especially since it’s rare for all but the most public trails to have any facilities set up.” “Oh, I thought I saw an outhouse set up near the start of the trail, so I kind of just assumed,” Honoka frowned, shuffling in place, “I wish I’d known. I’ve been holding it in for a bit, but I wanted to make it to the end because I thought there’d be something.” “Well, we can stop here. It’s better to go before we get too close to the end of the trail, because it’ll probably be busy,” Umi pointed out. Umi led them off the trail, heading deeper into the forest around them and weaving around some rocks before they found a relatively remote and densely forested area. Umi pointed up ahead to a large rock surrounded by a patch of dense bushes. “That’s probably a good place to go. It’s far enough away from the trail, and I don’t see anyone else around. We won’t be seen. Who wants to go first?” Honoka and Kotori looked at each other before Kotori nodded, “You can go first, Honoka.” “Are you sure? You asked first.” “Yeah, but you said you were holding it in. I’ll be fine!” “Thanks!” Honoka hurriedly rushed behind the rock and bushes. As soon as she was out of sight of the others, she looked around to make sure no one else could see her and hastily unbuttoned her shorts and panties. She squatted down, but the sticks and leaves from the bush tickled her thighs and bare legs. Honoka tried to adjust her position, but found it far too uncomfortable to squat. She stood back up, itching at her legs a bit before hunching over so she was still hidden behind the rocks. She would have to pee standing up. Instead of trying to arch her stream forwards, Honoka stuck her butt out as far as possible and grabbed her shorts and panties so they were as far forwards as possible out of the way. She braced herself against the rock and relaxed. Immediately her pee shot out of her in a messy stream, some splattering on the back of her bare legs as it pattered onto the forest floor below. Honoka looked down and watched it as it pooled and began to run, mixing with the dirt before slowly soaking into the ground beneath her. She tried to adjust herself to keep her sandals away from the growing puddle as she continued to relieve herself, letting out a contented sigh at finally getting to empty her bladder. She hadn’t been bursting by any means, but she had held it longer than she normally would in hopes of the imaginary restrooms at the end of the trail. The hiss of her stream died down as it slowed to a dribble, making pattering sounds as it hit the soaked soil beneath her. She let out a sigh and reached into her bag, pulling out a roll of biodegradable toilet paper that Umi had helped her pack. She supposed the fact that Umi had packed it should have clued her in that there wouldn’t be any proper facilities, but she was far too focused on making sure Umi packed her plenty of snacks for the trail instead. Honoka quickly wiped up the stray drops that had hit the back of her legs before wiping her crotch up and looking around. She imagined since the tissue was biodegradable, it was fine to just drop it where she stood. She tossed it to the ground right on top of her puddle and watched it soak up whatever the ground hadn’t. She blushed and looked around again before pulling her shorts and panties back up. She returned to the group with a smile, “Phew, thanks for letting me go first.” “No problem,” Kotori nodded, turning to Umi with a quick shuffle, “Do you mind if I go next?” “Go ahead,” Umi answered, even as she felt another slight nag from her bladder. It was definitely full, but her urge wasn’t immediate. She could comfortably hold it until Kotori finished up. Kotori nodded and walked towards the covering. As soon as she was behind the rock, she noticed the wet patch of ground Honoka left behind. Blushing, she took position over it and shuffled in place as she hiked up her skirt and pulled down her bike shorts and panties. Unlike Honoka, Kotori chose to squat, ignoring the leaves that brushed against her legs as she squatted. She closed her eyes and she started peeing. Her stream sprayed hard against the ground and splashed, both because Kotori could generally hold more than Honoka, but also because she was closer to the ground. Her pee hissed and splashed loudly against the already-soaked dirt and quickly began forming a puddle. Kotori glanced around the forest, acutely aware of the open area, and she suddenly felt a bit exposed. In an attempt to mitigate that feeling, Kotori tried to stem the flow and shift closer to the rock to give herself more cover, but she wasn’t able to fully stop now that her stream was in full force. She slowed it to a fast dribble and tried to scoot forward, but all she managed to do was nearly spray her shoes with her stream as she shifted. Reluctantly, she gave up her endeavor and relaxed, her stream arching slightly as she let it flow at full force once again. Kotori squeezed out the rest as fast as possible, her stream arching slightly and even splashing against the rock as she tried to hurry it up. Once she was done, she quickly wiped herself off, dabbing up the few errant dribbles on her ankles from her failed attempt at moving mid-pee. She let the tissue drop into the puddle, and as she stood up and pulled her underwear back up, she looked down at the saturated ground and the large puddle spreading out from between her legs. Carefully stepping around it, Kotori made her way back to the group. Just in time, too. While Umi wasn’t desperate by any means, the anticipation of waiting had gotten to her, and she was growing impatient, all too aware of her filling bladder as she stood there. It didn’t help that she could still hear the distant sounds from the waterfall at the end of the trail. “Alright, I’m gonna go, and then we can get back to the trail,” Umi stated somewhat hastily. She quickly shuffled over to the trail and noted the substantial puddle that had formed from her previous two friends. Eager to add to it, Umi quickly unbuttoned her shorts and bent over. Almost immediately she started peeing, and she allowed herself a small sigh as she closed her eyes and took in the relief. She had tucked herself closer to the rock than Kotori from the start, both because of privacy, but also to avoid stepping in the wet dirt the other two had left behind. Her stream hissed and pattered loudly as it sprayed against the rock and onto the saturated ground below. The dirt could take up no more liquid, and the puddle simply spread, running downhill in a small river as Umi emptied herself. Suddenly, however, Umi heard distant rustling and the crunching of leaves and gravel beneath someone’s feet. She glanced up in a panic and looked around, but she spotted no one. Still, she kept hearing distant footsteps. Suddenly, she was acutely aware of the possibility of being seen. Umi had grown complacent with the innate privacy of the woods, both out of familiarity and pragmatism. For her to enjoy hiking, she had to make peace with relieving herself out in the woods, and since most of the time trails were a lot less crowded, the chances of another hiker running into her during the short few minutes she was doing the deed were small enough to be ignored. Today, however, she was acutely aware of how busy it was, and she was beginning to regret not going deeper off the trail. Ordinarily she would have, but she wanted to make sure the other two could comfortably find their way back on their own in case of an emergency. In a panic, Umi hurriedly tried to force the rest of her pee out as she prepared a tissue to wipe herself. She strained her ears to keep track of the footsteps over the sound her own hissing as she waited to finish, silently cursing at how long it was taking. After what felt like ages, Umi’s stream finally started tapering off, and she quickly stood up and wiped herself off before pulling her shorts and panties back up in a rush. Umi dropped her tissue to the ground with the rest of them and watched it as it soaked up the now monstrous puddle at her feet. She knew that it had been the culmination of both her and her friends relieving themselves in the same spot, but if someone caught her here, they might think the impossibly large puddle was hers and hers alone. Worse still, Umi was pretty sure the footsteps were coming closer. As soon as she stepped from out from behind the rock, she nearly barreled into another hiker, a rather nervous looking man with his nose buried in a book. He must’ve been the footsteps she was hearing earlier. “Oh, sorry little lady, didn’t see you there,” the man spoke calmly. “H-h-hi!” Umi cried nervously. The man seemed oblivious, but she was acutely aware of how close they were to the place she had just peed, and the puddle tucked away behind the rock, just out of sight. “It’s rare to see someone off the trail,” he replied, “Are you lost?” “N-no,” Umi shook her head, “I’m fine, thank you though!” “Oh, could it be that you’re foraging for mushrooms too?” the man asked excitedly, “I hear this is a good area to find wild eringi!” “A-ah, no, I was just regrouping with my friends,” Umi replied nervously, pointing to Kotori and Honoka, who were just visible. Neither of them seemed to notice that she was having an awkward conversation with an eccentric man. “Ah, I see, I see!” the man nodded, “Well, if you spot any mushrooms and you happen to spot me again, do let me know! Ah, but I guess it’s unlikely that we’ll run into each other off the trail like this again.” “R-right,” Umi nodded. In truth, she sincerely hoped she wouldn’t run into the man again after this, “Anyway, good luck with the mushroom hunt!” Umi waved politely to the man who had nearly caught her mid-pee and blushed furiously as she turned around and headed back to her friends. Kotori and Honoka were chatting casually, completely unaware of her close call. “Oh hey, what took you so long?” Honoka asked, “Oh, did you actually really have to go?” “N-no,” Umi looked back nervously. Her heart was still racing from nearly getting caught, and the idea that the man was poking around the area looking for mushrooms meant that he was likely to find the very noticeable puddle they had all left behind. She couldn’t get the image of him finding it and putting two-and-two together in his mind. “What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Kotori asked worriedly. “I’m fine,” Umi shook off. The last thing she wanted was to admit what had just nearly happened to her friends, “A-anyway, let’s hurry up, we’re nearly at the end of the trail!” Trying to shake off the experience she just had, Umi led her friends back to the trail. It was only a five or so minute hike up until they all reached the end. The trail opened up into a rocky clearing with sparse trees providing patches of shade. A river above them fell over the cliff face and rushed down in a single, large waterfall that was split up on its way down by the polished rock face below. The water glistened in the sunlight as it gushed over the falls and down into a basin that fed a small river running adjacent to the trail and disappearing down the mountain. The beauty of the sight hit Umi and she all but forgot about her close encounter with the strange mushroom man. She beamed and awed at the sight of the waterfall, streaming down and splitting off into many picturesque cascades like an ornate natural fountain. “Wow, so pretty!” Honoka gushed, eyes sparkling as she took in the sight. “This is amazing, I understand why it’s so popular!” Kotori agreed. Umi nodded, “I’ve seen photos of this place, but nothing’s quite like standing here ourselves, seeing it with our own eyes.” The three simply stood there, taking in the sight, until a loud grumble came from Umi’s right. She glanced to the side to see Honoka, holding her stomach and laughing sheepishly. “Hahaha, I guess I’m pretty hungry after that hike.” “Well, we did pack lunches to eat at the top!” Kotori pointed out, laughing. “Let’s find a place to sit and eat while we rest,” Umi suggested. That was definitely easier said than done. Naturally, as it was so busy, there were a lot of groups of hikers and backpackers sitting around, taking up spots in the shade and crowding out the clearing. Luckily it was pretty sizable, and despite how busy it was, the girls were able to find a nice tree to sit under and give them shade while they ate. “You know, this is kind of like being up on the roof,” Honoka replied as she dug into her lunch. “The roof?” the other two girls asked in unison. “Yeah, of the school,” Honoka smiled, “It’s like we’re up on the roof, eating lunch after gym class or something!” “Comparing a place like this to the roof of our school…” Umi looked around, letting out a sigh. “Oh come on! There’s a nice breeze, and we’re in the shade, it’s totally like being up on the roof in the summer!” “Well, I don’t think our school’s roof has a pretty waterfall like this,” Kotori pointed out, taking a pause to bite into her own lunch, “But you know, I can sort of understand where you’re coming from. Like, it’s peaceful, and you finally get to relax after doing a bunch of exercise.” “I guess,” Umi sighed, shaking her head and tucking into her own meal. Soon, the three had finished up eating, and washed their meals down with barley tea and plenty of water. After finishing their meals, they rested there for a while, taking in the sight of the waterfall and relaxing and chatting happily. Around them, other hikers came and went. Some decided to go swimming in the river, and Umi and Kotori had to talk Honoka out of jumping in when they didn’t have a swimsuit or a change of clothes for her. Another group brought a camping stove and had a bit of a mini-cookout right in the clearing, filling it with amazing smells. Others were doing what they were doing-- stopping to eat simple lunches and rest for a while. They had arrived a little after noon, and the three had gotten caught up talking and gossiping and enjoying the sight of the waterfall and the nature around them. The plan had only been to eat lunch and rest briefly before setting back down, but it was well past 3 PM before Umi finally stood up and stretched her arms and legs. As she did, a familiar sensation tingled in her abdomen. She had to pee again. It was only a slight urge, but she had the whole hike down ahead of her. Not to mention that, after nearly getting caught earlier, she really didn’t like the idea of stopping to go in the woods again. Umi pushed the nagging sensation to the back of her mind and turned to the others, “You two ready to head back out?” “Aw, come on, five more minutes?” Honoka asked. “Again?” Umi sighed. She was eager to get going, and the last thing she wanted now that she was aware of her bladder was to keep sitting right next to a rushing waterfall. “Honoka, you can’t keep asking for five more minutes,” Kotori pointed out, “We’ll be here until sunset.” “Fine, fine!” Honoka finally stood up, stretching and letting out a loud yawn, “Man, it’s really relaxing here though. I almost fell asleep a few times.” “You did fall asleep once, remember? Kotori had to shake you awake,” Umi reminded her, “Anyway, let’s start heading down. Don’t worry, the hike back won’t be so bad, since we’re going downhill.” True to Umi’s word, the hike down started well enough. They had the help of gravity and the slight decline as they started making their way back down the trail. It wasn’t long before they passed by the spot they had stopped earlier to pee. Umi glanced to the side nervously, once again recalling nearly getting caught in the act. Maybe it was because she was remembering it, or because she was worried about having to stop again, but her bladder sent her an urgent signal, and she squeezed her thighs together slightly as she hurried past that part of the trail. As Umi hiked down, though, she became all too aware at the speed her bladder was filling. Or perhaps it was that she already had to pee, and had only noticed it when she stood up. As she walked, her urge continued to grow, and despite the downhill slope making hiking easier, each step also sent a bigger jolt up her legs and straight to her abdomen. She tried to push the sensation to the back of her mind, but it seemed the harder she tried not to focus on it, the worse it became. It also didn’t help that it seemed like the trail was only more crowded. On more than one occasion, the three had to stop to let people pass them by on the trail. Each time Umi tapped her foot impatiently, squeezing her legs together as she tried not to think about her growing urge. She knew she could make it to the entrance of the trail, back where there were proper restrooms where she didn’t risk getting caught, but she didn’t want to be bursting when she got there. The group had made it about a quarter of the way down the trail before Honoka turned to Umi, “Hey, do you think we could stop off the trail again? I drank a lot of tea at lunch and I have to go again.” “Come on, we just started, can’t you hold it?” Umi asked, crossing her arms. She was perhaps a bit harsher than normal, but part of her annoyance was that she also wanted to pee. “Uh, well, it’s a pretty long trail,” Kotori pointed out. She shuffled in a way that made it clear to Umi that she also had to pee. “We all went earlier just fine, so what’s the point of holding it?” Honoka asked. “W-well,” Umi blushed, “A-actually, it’s pretty crowded today, and earlier when I went, I nearly got caught, so I don’t think it’s a good idea.” “Oh no!” Honoka gasped. “Ah, so that’s why you were so nervous earlier,” Kotori pointed out. “Then what are we going to do?” Honoka asked, shuffling nervously. “There are restrooms at the entrance to the trail,” Umi recalled, “So all we have to do is make it down. I have to pee a little too, but I think it’s best if we all try to make it down there. Do you two think you can hold it until then?” “I should be fine,” Kotori nodded. “Y-yeah, I can make it,” Honoka agreed, though she seemed unsure, and her eyes kept glancing towards the treeline. Still, with Umi having almost gotten caught earlier, she was steadfast about not stopping. Even as her own bladder nagged at her with each step as they started down the trail again, Umi couldn’t bear the idea of stopping again and actually getting caught. She wasn’t about to tempt fate. Of course, whether Umi wanted to stop or not, her bladder was growing fuller by the minute. Not only that, but now that she knew the others had to pee too, she was only all too aware of everyone’s growing needs. Honoka shuffled slightly every few steps, and it was clear she was uncomfortable, talking less than normal and glancing around, clearly still tempted to just go off the trail again. Kotori gave far less away, walking relatively normally and only occasionally taking an awkward step, but there was a slight stiffness to her normally relaxed gait and a nervousness in her voice that gave her away to her close friend. Umi herself was walking only somewhat awkwardly, trying to mitigate the jolts each step sent up her legs and straight into her bladder. She discreetly squeezed her thighs together between each step, trying to focus on the trail ahead of her and not the growing pressure mounting in her abdomen. Despite that, she could feel her bladder continue to fill, and she nervously thought back at the large bottle of water and sizable bottle of tea she had polished off during lunch and in the time after. Not to mention that she had heard the footsteps mid-pee. She mostly finished, but she might not have fully emptied herself out in her rush not to get caught. By the time they reached the halfway mark, it was clear they were all starting to struggle with their bladders. Honoka had her hands in her pockets and was walking somewhat awkwardly, shuffling every few steps and taking short breaks in between. Kotori was walking stiffly, her expression a bit more strained than normal as she struggled with clear discomfort. Umi herself could feel her bladder starting to bulge out against the waistband of her tight shorts, and she was definitely regretting staying so long at the end of the trail before setting back off again. “Umi, are you sure we can’t just go deeper off the trail?” Kotori asked, “We’re only halfway down, I don’t know if we’re going to make it.” Umi paused. She was more tempted now than before, especially considering she had gone in the woods countless times before today. Just then, however, a large group emerged from the woods off the trail, right in the area they would head off to find somewhere to pee. She couldn’t get the memory of almost getting caught out of her mind either. “It’s just too risky today, look how busy it is,” Umi urged, “Do you two really want to risk getting caught?” “Well, no, but…” Kotori trailed off. “Come on, let’s not sit here and argue, we’re only gonna make it worse,” Honoka pointed out, clearly eager to get going again. With that, Umi nodded, and the three set off again. Clearly, though, Kotori’s worries weren’t entirely unfounded. As they continued to make their way down the trail, the girls’ collective need definitely grew more urgent. Honoka was walking awkwardly, bent forwards slightly and pulling up her shorts to put pressure on her crotch, clearly tempted to grab herself. Kotori walked with an awkward gait, biting her lip with sweat beading on her forehead. Umi could see through her tighter-fitting t-shirt that she was nursing a slight bulge. She wasn’t outwardly as desperate as the other two, but Kotori definitely still had to pee. Umi herself felt her own bulge, which was more concealed with her looser and thicker t-shirt, but was nonetheless uncomfortable as it pressed out against her waistband. Umi reached down and adjusted her belt so it was one notch looser to take some of the pressure off of her full bladder. She shuffled slightly between each step, and she found herself clenching her teeth as the small jolts reverberated through her pent-up urine. Still, they all managed to continue on. By the time they had made it 3/4ths of the way back, they were all in a sorry state. Honoka looked to be nearing her limit, hobbling more than walking and nearly giving herself a wedgie with her shorts just to keep some pressure on her crotch as she struggled to hold it in. Umi was struggling with each step, trying not to leak as she felt her swollen bladder squeeze and spasm inside her, begging for relief. Kotori suddenly stopped, doubling over and openly jamming her hands between her legs. Umi blushed and panicked, looking around, but luckily there was no one else in sight as Kotori squeezed her eyes shut and squirmed in the middle of the trail. A minute later, she recovered, straightening out slightly, though she was still dancing around desperately. “S-sorry,” Kotori blushed, “I was hit with a really strong wave.” “Hang in there, we’re almost there,” Umi encouraged her. They weren’t as close as Umi made it sound, but they didn’t have far to go by this point. The group struggled along for another few minutes before Honoka pointed to an old, worn-down looking building half-buried in the woods off the trail. “Hey, that’s the outhouse I saw earlier,” Honoka beamed, “We made it.” “Are you sure that’s an outhouse? It looks more like a shed,” Kotori pointed out. “Yeah, I don’t think that’s an outhouse, and if it is, it’s probably filthy,” Umi pointed out, “Come on, there’s the marker for the start of the trail just up ahead. We know there’s proper restrooms there.” “Oh come on,” Honoka urged, grabbing herself and dancing in place. Still, just like with going off the trail, it was clear that Umi wasn’t going to budge on this one, “Fine, fine, but let’s hurry!” That was something they could all agree on. The group half-hiked, half-shuffled the rest of the way until they finally reached the trail entrance. Umi had never been so relieved to see the gaudy trail signs and map as they stepped back off the trail and onto the paved area. The girls all rushed straight to the main building where there were restroom signs, and quickly found the door to their desperately needed relief. Unfortunately, Umi’s heart sunk the second she reached for the door, only to hear the clunk of the knob hitting a latch. The door was locked. “Oh no,” Honoka exclaimed. “They’re locked, why?” Kotori asked as she squirmed in place. “Needing the toilets?” a voice spoke behind them. They turned around to see another female hiker, who was giving them a sympathetic look. “Sorry girls. They’re closed for the time being. It was storming pretty bad up until recently, so everything was locked up. Guess they haven’t had time to get back out here to open things up again.” “What are we going to do?” Kotori turned to Umi. Umi bit her lip. This was bad. If they couldn’t use the restrooms, the only other choice was to go out on the trail again, but ironically, since they were closer to the trail entrance, it was even more crowded than if they had found a secluded area off the trail. She briefly considered taking the bus, but she didn’t know when it would stop here next, and they were all already far too desperate to hold it through an entire bus ride. “We gotta try that outhouse we saw earlier,” Honoka suggested. “We don’t even know if it is an outhouse!” Kotori reminded her. Umi shook her head, “It’s our only option, and it’s better than going back on the trail. Let’s try it.” Desperately leading the way, Umi tried to be discreet about her desperation as she passed by the crowds of people gathered at the trail head. She pushed past them quickly and the girls were back on the trail for the third time that day. Unfortunately, while gravity had helped them on the way down, they were now hiking back up the trail again, and while it was only a short distance back towards the outhouse, the three were so desperate it felt like an eternity. Making it back up was a struggle, and Umi leaked a few times before they got there, having to stop and clamp down hard to keep from wetting herself. Honoka was no longer trying to hold it discreetly, openly jamming both hands between her legs. Kotori was holding out, but just barely, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt as she walked stiffly, barely able to take more than three steps before stopping and squirming frantically. Finally, they reached the outhouse, and Honoka wasted no time throwing the door open hastily. Unfortunately, much as Umi suspected, it wasn’t an outhouse at all, but a small supply shed. There were some tools leaned up against the far wall, as well as a small waste basket and a few shelves with some supplies. There was also what looked to be a pile of dirty rags in the corner. “No!” Honoka exclaimed, “W-what are we going to do? I can’t hold it any more!” “Umi, we have to go in the woods, we have no other options!” Kotori urged, “I know you’re worried about being caught, but we’re all going to wet ourselves like this!” Umi froze up, struggling to hold on as she battled with the dilemma. It was true that they were out of options, and she was only so nervous about going out in the woods because she had almost gotten caught before. She was about to agree reluctantly, when she turned back towards the shed. “We can still go in here,” Umi suggested. “What?” Honoka exclaimed in surprise. “But this is just a random shed,” Kotori pointed out. “Yes, but going in here is better than getting caught out in the woods with no privacy,” Umi pointed out, “Besides, this shed looks pretty run-down, and I don’t think anyone’s used it for a while.” “But…” Kotori was about to argue, but suddenly she doubled over and jammed both hands between her legs, “Ah, I can’t hold it! Fine, let’s do it here!” Umi nodded and they all shuffled in before Umi closed the door behind them. There wasn’t much room in the shed for all three of them, but they didn’t have the time to take turns anymore. Kotori wasted no time hobbling straight to the wastebasket. She tore down her bike shorts and panties, a few errant dribbles already escaping her, and squatted over before practically exploding. A hot, forceful stream of urine sprayed out into the bin beneath her, loudly spattering and splashing as it soaked into discarded papers, paper towels, and the various other trash already inside. The sight of her nearly made Umi lose it, and she squirmed frantically as she made her way to the back corner with the dirty towels. She figured since the floor was concrete, it would be better to pee into something that could soak them up, like Kotori. She unbuckled, unbuttoned, and tore down her shorts and panties, an arduous task with her bladder as full as it was, and stood over them, having no time to squat down before the dam burst. She spread her legs and arched her back so her stream shot forwards onto the pile of rags. Umi braced herself against the wall with one hand as she held her lower lips open with the other to get a clean flow. Her stream hissed loudly and pattered like raindrops as it hit the rags beneath her, and she could feel a few errant drops strike her ankles. Honoka danced in place desperately as she looked around, trying to find anywhere else to go. Unfortunately, the other two seemed to have taken up the good spots, and she didn’t have any time to waste either way. She gasped and doubled over as she was hit with one final wave, and she quickly tore her shorts and panties down before squatting and peeing right then and there. Despite squatting down, her stream sprayed forwards in a powerful arch and sprayed loudly against the wall. The torrent of pee rang as it struck a metal shovel right in front of her, and Honoka tried to adjust her aim to avoid peeing directly onto the tool. This didn’t help at all, and she wound up spraying large rake instead. Giving up on avoiding the tools, Honoka simply threw her head back and basked in the blissful relief. The sounds of hissing and splashing filled the shed as all three of them emptied their overfilled bladders into their chosen areas. Kotori’s stream was neatly contained in the wastebasket, streaming over the now soaked contents inside. Umi’s stream was soaked up readily by the rags, with only a few errant streams fully saturating them and running off into a small puddle between her legs. Honoka was far less lucky. With her unfortunate lack of choices, as well as hitting the tools, her spray splashed messily against the wall and floor and spread out in a large puddle that quickly overcame the concrete’s ability to soak it up. Despite being the last to start, Honoka wound up being the first to stop, with her stream trickling into intermittent spurts, then small dribbles before finally stopping. She let out a heavy sigh of relief and reached into her bag to grab the toilet paper to wipe herself off. As she cleaned up and pulled her shorts up, she once again let it fall to the ground into her puddle before immediately realizing there was a waste bin behind her. It was currently being used with Kotori still peeing into it full-force, but it was the far more appropriate receptacle for her discarded tissues. Looking down at the soaked paper now, there was no way she was going to pick it up to try to properly dispose of it. Umi was the second to finish, and she made sure to squeeze the rest out, not having to rush to finish for fear of getting caught this time. She stood there for a few more minutes, basking in relief, before reaching for her own tissues and wiping herself off. Unlike Honoka, she had the mind to wait for Kotori to finish with the trash can so she could properly dispose of it. As she waited, she looked down onto the thoroughly soaked rags, and the small puddle running out from underneath them. They looked dirty already, so she was sure they would be washed before anyone used them, but she still felt a little bad for soaking them with her own pee like this. At least no one would be able to trace it back to her even if they did notice. Kotori finished last, throwing her head back in bliss and letting out a contented sigh as the last few spurts shot out of her and into the wastebasket. Despite its size and the absorbent paper materials it was filled with, she still managed to leave a noticeable layer of hot urine at the bottom that could be seen through the cheap, transparent plastic. She blushed slightly and quickly reached for her own toilet paper to wipe herself off, letting it fall into the basket and watching it soak into the layer and nearly disappear. She then pulled her panties and bike shorts back up and fixed her skirt, and Umi came over to put her own tissue in the trash can on top of hers. “Phew,” Umi sighed, “Sorry I made you two do this. But it definitely felt safer doing it in here than out in the woods.” “Yeah, I guess the privacy was nice,” Kotori admitted, looking around nervously at the puddles and evidence they were leaving behind, “But we kind of made a mess of this place. Especially Honoka.” “Hey, you two picked the best spots first!” Honoka pointed out, crossing her arms and pouting, “And before you say I should’ve waited for you to finish with the trash can, you peed for two whole minutes! I would’ve wet myself!” “I-it wasn’t that long,” Kotori blushed, “Was it?” Umi began heading for the door, “It doesn’t matter, let’s just get out of here before we get unlucky and someone actually decides to use the shed.” “Right!” the other two nodded. As they left the scene of their crime behind, Umi placed a hand over her now empty bladder contently. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was worried about how her hikes were going to go if she was going to be this apprehensive about peeing out in the woods again, but she shook her head and pushed that thought to the back of her mind. She knew it was just today’s close call that made her nervous, and that in time she’d get over it. Until then, however, she hoped she would be as lucky as today with finding run down sheds, just in case. The End
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