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Looking forward to a part two! Maybe where the girls start getting a little more adventurous with where they relieve themselves? This would cause the POV to have to clean up the mess they made as it’s apart of the rules for him to clean up after the girls, after all. This could lead to some interesting events.
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By popular demand, I'm proud to present Chapter 2 to Terras adventures as a Delivery driver. The following story contains Furry content. If you are not a fan of Furry content in naughty scenarios, please hit the back button. This storry contains a Jex as a delivery driver encountering the need to use the bathroom on her route, and what she ends up doing when the need becomes too much. This story also contains a Fox that is introduced to the naughty actions of the delivery driver. This story contains object destruction, territory marking, and pee related content. Once again, This story contains FURRY content in NAUGHTY situations. This story was created by Codelizard.
If this gets enough support, ill post the next chapter in Terras adventures. "Terras Vacation"Chapter 1 can be found here Peelivery Chapter 1
Terra found Emily already waiting in the passenger seat of her truck, scrolling on her phone. The arctic fox looked up and waved at Terra; she probably smiled too, but she had a mask on so Terra couldn't see.
"Good morning, Terra." she said to the Jex when she opened the driver's-side door.
"Good morning."
"We're all loaded up and ready to go. I'm kind of excited. This beats walking circles around the warehouse all day long."
Terra chuckled as she climbed up into the driver's seat of the delivery truck. "It's not quite as glamorous as you make it sound, but at least we go to different places every day."
"Anywhere interesting today?"
"Actually, yes..."
Terra found she rather liked having Emily along; they already got along well enough and having someone to talk to helped break up the monotony of the driving. And though Emily wasn't technically required to help unload, she did anyway, which kept things moving along quickly. Time flew by and before she realized it, Terra was heading towards her final delivery for the day.
"The Yell Bar & Grill?" Emily asked as they drove around it, the neon sign attached to the front of the brick building currently turned off, depicting the head of a Lycanroc open-mouthed as if shouting. It was located in a row of small buildings on a street that was probably much busier normally, and Terra took the truck onto a narrow one-way street behind it to get to the back of the building where there was a loading area with a couple spaces for staff parking.
"Yep." Terra replied, stopping the truck and slowly reversing towards the back door of the building. "Kammy owns it, she's a friend of mine."
Before Emily could ask another question, the back door of the bar burst open as a Midnight Lycanroc in a black leather outfit emerged, one hand shoving the door as the other held a bottle of beer, a black cloth mask covering her muzzle. Her fur was red with a white chest and tail, while her hair was white with a purple highlight at the tip of the part that fell over half of her face. "Hey, Terra!" the Lycanroc shouted with a wave of her empty hand.
Terra put the truck in park and opened the door to hop out. "Hey, Kammy!" she replied. "How's it going?"
"Great! Just getting ready for the show tonight. I heard your beeper and came to say hi. Who's that?" She pointed with the apparently-empty bottle towards Emily, who had climbed down from the passenger's side of the truck.
"This is Emily," Terra answered, "she's a coworker in security."
Emily waved, and Kammy flashed a grin wide enough for her teeth to peek out around the edges of the mask on her muzzle. "Good to meet you, Emily! Hey, you should stop by after work, it's going to be one hell of a show."
"Thanks, I might just do that!" Emily replied. "Before we start unloading, can I use your bathroom? I had a bit too much coffee earlier."
"Uhh..." Kammy frowned behind her mask. "Yeah, but my drummer's been in there for the last 20 minutes, and trust me, you don't want to go in there for a bit." Her grin returned again a moment later. "But it's cool, just use the alley. I do it all the time."
With a wink and a swish of her tail, Kammy disappeared around the corner into the gap between the buildings, leaving the others behind. "Oh." was all that the stunned Emily could manage at first. "Never mind, I guess I can just hold it..."
"Why?" Terra asked as she started to head after Kammy. "Come on, you've been squirming in your seat since we made the last delivery. You don't want to have another near-accident like last week, do you?"
Emily's cheeks flushed; she hadn't forgotten how desperate she had gotten, and how she had ended up pissing in a glass in the staff room, all the while in front of Terra. "No, definitely not." Emily admitted.
The two of them followed after Kammy in time to see her chuck her empty beer bottle into an open dumpster. The area between the two buildings was clear in the center, but along the walls were several trash bags, cardboard boxes, the dumpster, and other bits of detritus. Opposite the dumpster and about a foot from the wall was a wooden bench that looked like it had been pilfered from somewhere else.
"There you are!" she called out to them as she started opening her leather pants. "I didn't think you'd pass up the opportunity to piss with me, Terra."
"Of course I wouldn't." Terra remarked playfully as she took up a spot next to Kammy. "I've been holding it in just for this."
"Wait, you do this a lot?" Emily asked as she walked past them both, fumbling with her belt buckle.
Terra realized that although she and Emily had peed together once, it was more due to the circumstances at the time than the usual reasons she and her friends did so. Still, she decided to just admit it; maybe she could get Emily to join in on more fun in future. "Let's just say it's the real reason I don't wear panties." Terra remarked as she slid her pants down all the way to her ankles, tugging one foot up through them to free her leg entirely.
Kammy, however, was a little more preoccupied as she inspected the bench. Someone had left a laptop on it, the screen still unlocked and showing a paused YouTube video. "Who's been out here using my wi-fi?" she grumbled, unamused, and picked up the laptop to set it on the ground in front of the bench. Lowering her pants down to her knees, she sat backwards on the bench with her legs between it and the wall. Then, she scooted her butt backwards until it was a few inches past the edge, positioning herself so that her exposed pussy was hovering above the laptop.
Terra and Emily noticed what Kammy was up to, and while the latter seemed a little apprehensive, Terra on the other hand looked excited. "Whose is that?" the Jex asked, tail swishing as she stood naked and watching Kammy.
"I dunno, but they're on my wi-fi and it's for paying customers only." Kammy remarked. Turning her attention to Emily, she casually continued, "Anyway, to answer your question, Terra and I have had plenty of fun pissing around." Mid-sentence, she let out a yellow stream that splashed onto the screen of the laptop and started running down it towards the keyboard. "Guess you're new to it, huh?" she quipped to Emily, "Well, try it! It's fun."
Terra was quick to join Kammy, squatting slightly over a pile of trash bags. She let loose moments later, her yellow stream spraying onto the nearest one and pattering against it loudly, a multitude of rivers of piss running down the plastic towards the concrete below. "Come on, join us, Emily." the Jex urged, wiggling her hips to send her stream splashing across other bags that had been piled up.
Emily fought a very brief war between her embarrassment and her bladder, with the latter winning quite handily. Just like Terra, she was going commando and as she dropped her pants to her ankles, the belt clattering on the ground, her pussy was left bared to the air as the arctic fox turned towards a pile of cardboard boxes, most neatly stacked, some not so much. She groaned a little as she started to piss against them, a stream gushing hard from her slit and striking the cardboard with a hollow noise before soaking into the material and darkening it greatly. As she kept going, excess urine washed down the soaked cardboard and spread the stain, eventually running down onto the next box in the stack and spreading out from there in between the boxes as well as down the side.
Kammy leaned forward, angling her stream down to unleash it onto the laptop's keyboard. Her piss splashed all over the keys and ran between them into the laptop itself; it managed to hold up for barely a couple of seconds before the screen abruptly began to flicker, and then went black completely. "To be honest, the bathroom thing was just an excuse," she admitted, "I was going to come out here anyway. It's just more fun to piss with friends." The lycanroc wiggled her hips to spray her urine all over the ruined computer, grinning as a few sparks flew off it as it shorted out and stopped working entirely. Even after it was completely wrecked, she emptied out the rest of her bladder onto it, leaning back slightly to spray the screen once more. Finally, her stream came to a quick stop, a final line of her piss splashing onto the touchpad at the front center of the case.
"I don't think I've ever actually been in the bar's bathroom," Terra commented offhandedly. Raising from her squatting position slightly, she lifted the foot that didn't still have her pants around the ankle and set it on top of one of the other trash bags, redirecting her stream to piss all over a fresh one. "You're telling me this alley isn't it?" she joked, rocking her hips and clenching her muscles to spray droplets of urine across several of the black plastic bags at once, producing different pitches of rustling plastic sounds as her stream rained down. When she felt that she was nearly empty, Terra lifted her leg a little higher and pushed with her muscles as hard as she could, her spray rising just enough to hit the brick wall behind the trash bags for just a moment and leaving a mark on it, the rest of her pee falling onto the bags themselves.
That just left Emily, who was still going strong, her focus coming back to her surroundings after the initial relief. Noticing that Kammy and Terra had both played with their streams to make a big mess, she curiously glanced down to see what else was nearby. Open-topped cardboard boxes of empty glass bottles were waiting to be picked up for recycling, and experimentally, she twisted her hips to piss into the nearest one. The arctic fox's stream cascaded onto the bottles and rattled them about in their box a little, making the glass bottles clink off of each other. She couldn't help but let out a chuckle as she carefully moved her legs to aim her stream as best she could, squeezing her muscles a bit to send out a stronger spray that rattled the bottles more as it hit them, some of her piss hitting the open tops of the bottles and running down the insides of the glass. Emily was briefly disappointed when her stream waned, but pushed out the rest of her bladder's contents onto the bottom of the stack of cardboar
d boxes she'd been marking before so that none of them escaped unscathed.
"You really had to go, huh?" Kammy remarked as she did up her pants, looking over at Emily.
"No kidding." Terra agreed, putting her foot back through the leg of her pants.
Emily couldn't help but laugh. "I feel so much better now," she admitted as she reached down and pulled her pants up. "I'll admit it; that was pretty fun."
"Good!" Kammy declared as she started heading off again, "Now let's get these boxes unloaded so we've got something fresh out here to piss on later after tonight's show."
They headed off together to unload the things from Terra's truck, which didn't take long with all three of them working together. As Terra and Emily were leaving, they heard a shout from the alley beside the building.
"Damn hoodlums!" came the voice, "Can't leave anything lying around here without someone breaking it!"
Kammy's muzzle broke into a wide, toothy smile as she waved to the other two. "Safe trip!" she called, then turned and went back into the bar.
A few days later, Terra was grumbling to herself as she shifted gears in the truck. Not HER truck – hers was being kept at the depot for a scheduled inspection. But with the increased volume of deliveries, they hadn't had any good trucks left to lend her, so she had been given one of the not-good ones. It was old and barely functional, but functional it was, at least in the important way: when she pressed on the pedal it went forward. The radio wasn't working, so Emily had volunteered to play some music on her phone in its place; the air-con made noise but didn't seem to actually cool the cab at all; and while functional, the engine made a racket even while the truck was still.
"It'll be a miracle if we get back to the depot in this thing." Terra complained as she slowed for a turn, raising her voice to he heard over the truck's engine in the poorly-soundproofed cab.
"Do you think we should stop and get some duct tape, just in case?" Emily joked.
Terra sighed and shook her head despite her smirk as she pulled the truck over at the side of an urban street, brick buildings lining both sides. They had come to a stop outside of a glass storefront, "This'll be a short one." she remarked with a glance at her schedule as she turned off the engine, the sudden silence nearly deafening. "It's Raven's place."
"Who's Raven?" Emily asked as she unbuckled her seatbelt.
"A friend of mine, this is her art studio." Terra explained. "Several of my friends are regulars."
A black-furred anthro Eevee wearing a white T-shirt and crimson skirt opened the front door of the building as Terra and Emily exited the truck. Her hair was dyed in a rainbow pattern along the front tips, and she had purple streaks in her fur at the tips of her ears and along the bottom of her tail. "Oh, that horrendous noise was just you, Terra?" Raven remarked as she wedged a doorstop underneath the door to hold it open.
"I'm stuck with this crappy truck today, sorry." Terra apologized as she slammed the door, then immediately pushed it closed again when it failed to stay shut. "But I've got all your art supplies."
Raven's purple eyes lit up as she heard that, and she bounded down the steps excitedly. "Thank you!" she exclaimed as she ran to the back of the van and almost bumped into Emily, who was waiting by the rear of the truck. "Oh, sorry! Who are you?"
"Hi, I'm Emily." the arctic fox answered, holding out a hand to shake Raven's. "I work with Terra."
Terra came around the back of the truck to join them. "She's been riding with me this week for security. Anyway, let me open this up and I'll get you your stuff..."
Firmly grabbing hold of the lever on the back door of the truck, Terra turned it and pulled upwards – and staggered backwards as the handle sheared clean off in her grasp. Emily reacted first and grabbed Terra to stop her from falling over and flattening Raven, who scooted out of the way in reflex.
"Are you okay?" Emily asked as Terra got her balance back and stood on her own, staring mystified at the handle in her hand.
"I'm fine, thanks." Terra responded after a moment. "I told you we wouldn't be getting the truck back in one piece." Without the latch holding it closed, the bottom of the shutter had lifted slightly, and she was able to get her hands in underneath and push it upwards to open the back of the truck, climbing up into it. From a shelf on the left she grabbed a large box and brought it to the back, bending her knees to set it down for Raven.
Raven took the box and started bringing it back to her store, as Terra hopped out and pulled the shutter down to inspect the damage. With the lever broken, the shutter couldn't be held closed, and wouldn't stay all the way down. "Maybe you were right, I could use some duct tape right now." Terra muttered to Emily before disappearing back into the truck.
Raven returned a moment later, just in time to hear Terra's frustrated cry of "Oh, come on!" from within the truck. Peeking around the corner inside, Raven saw the Jex staring at some boxes on the floor. "Is something wrong, Terra?" she asked.
Terra sighed and gestured to the boxes. "The shelf back here collapsed." she said with exasperation, tugging an oblong box out from under the metal shelf and the second box that were on top of it. Bringing it back, she set it down at the edge of the truck for Raven. "This truck is a piece of shit," she declared as Raven walked off with the box. "I want to kick it, but the whole thing would probably come apart at the seams."
"Well... why not piss on it, then?" Emily suggested.
Terra stared in shock; not from the suggestion – she was quite open to that – but because she wasn't expecting to hear it from Emily. The arctic fox gave a broad grin and a shrug. "What? You seem to enjoy doing it, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't starting to find it fun, too. Besides, they're probably going to be taking this truck out of commission after we bring it back – what are a few damp spots on a broken-down truck waiting for replacement parts?"
Terra burst out into laughter. "I like the way you think!" she responded, "And I'm glad you're getting as into this as I am. Let's invite Raven, too."
"Raven?" Emily repeated, then thought on that for a moment. "Are all of your friends into pissing on things?"
Terra just flashed a big grin of her own in response, and then leaned around the back of the truck. "Hey Raven!" she called, waving the eevee over.
Raven scurried back quickly, leaving the package by the door of her studio. "Do you need me to sign for it?"
"In a minute. First, I hope you need to pee; come up on here." she held out a hand to Raven to help her up into the truck.
"Oh, okay!" Raven said as she climbed up into the back of the truck, not questioning it – it wasn't the first time Terra had invited her to pee somewhere.
Emily climbed up as well, but then glanced back. "Street's empty, but who knows when someone will come along... should I close the shutter?"
Terra flicked the switch for the overhead light, and nothing happened. "No, I don't think so."
"Okay, then... I'll keep watch, I guess. But you'd better let me take a turn after, I could really use it."
"Sure thing." Terra answered, and took Raven deeper into the truck. Once she got to the back, Terra undid her pants and dropped them before stepping out of one leg. Raven was in a skirt, so she just reached under it to slide down her panties to her knees.
Terra raised the leg without her pants on it and planted her foot against the wall above the collapsed shelf. The long sheet of metal was still held up on one end, pointed downwards towards the floor of the truck with a box resting on the far end of it where it had fallen down. With one hand, Terra spread apart her pussylips and was quick to unleash her bladder against the wall of the truck, where her stream ran down it and onto the collapsed shelf. As the flow of her piss continued, it ran down the sloped metal, continuing on towards the box at the end; when it got there, it hit the bottom part and started to soak into the cardboard, some of the excess spreading out to the sides. Eventually it began to drip off the side of the shelf as Terra continued pissing heavily, and started to pool on the floor, the dark part on the bottom of the box expanding as her piss soaked into it further and further. By the time Terra finished, a large spot on the wall, almost the entire length of the shelf, the bottom of the box and part of the floor under it were all heavily soaked, and she gave a satisfied smirk as she put her pants back on, took out her phone, and snapped a picture of the scene.
Raven, meanwhile, had climbed up on top of a large box near the back of the truck and was sat on the edge of it. Lifting both feet, she perched them on the top corner of another box a couple of feet away, her hands gripping the box she was sat on to keep herself steady. With a few breaths she began to piss, her stream travelling in a slight upward arc before breaking into droplets as it curved downwards, raining onto the side of the box that was serving as her target. She shifted from side to side, wiggling her hips a little to spray the box, watching each droplet of piss strike it and leave a dark spot. She tried to cover as much of the box as she could, stray droplets occasionally hitting the side of the truck or landing on the floor. When she had soaked most of the side of the box, she lifted her feet up off the top of the box and leaned back to try and spray the upper few inches, splashing piss across most of the cardboard there and some droplets on the top before she finally ran out of steam. As her stre
am trickled off, she lowered her legs again and pushed out the rest of it, where it fell into the gap between the two boxes and hit an envelope resting there.
Emily was standing at the edge of the back of the truck, looking out onto the street. Sure enough, there was nobody in sight; it was a quiet street and few people were out during the pandemic. She shifted from foot to foot as she heard Terra and Raven behind her, both pissing loudly – not only did she need to go too, but she was looking forward to it; her encounters with Terra and Kammy had shown her the fun she could have while pissing. She subconsciously crossed her legs as she listened to the wet sounds behind her, and after another furtive glance around the deserted streets and curtained windows, she shook her head.
"Ahhh... I don't want to wait any longer!" she groaned to herself. She grabbed the loading ramp that was secured to the wall and pulled it free, setting it down so that the top rested on the edge of the truck and the bottom was on the street. She stepped back just a bit into the truck before opening her pants, pushing them down just enough to expose her pussy, and after spreading her slit lips apart she unleashed her stream onto the ramp. Her piss rained down onto the metal ramp and hammered on it noisily, but Emily found she was beyond caring; the relief felt great and the excitement even greater. Twisting her hips to send her stream back and forth over the ramp, she sprayed it down and watched rivers of her urine run all the way down to the far end of the ramp, where it finally pooled up on the tarmac. Letting out a breath, she emptied her bladder down to the last drop, watching her stream splash down on the metal ramp until she had finished, and then waited a little longer to see spots of the metal partly dry, leaving droplets here and there.
"I thought you were supposed to be keeping watch?" Terra said in a teasing tone from behind Emily, surprising the arctic fox.
"I was!" Emily said defensively, relaxing when she looked over her shoulder and saw Terra's wide grin. "See? Nobody around." she continued with a little chuckle, buttoning up her pants.
"Good, I'd hate for us to be interrupted." Terra replied. "Raven, could I borrow some rope? We've just got a couple more deliveries to make."
"Yeah, I've got some." Raven answered. "Nice meeting you, Emily!"
"Nice to meet you." Emily said back, then laughed. "I promise this isn't usually how I make an introduction!"
"...so it's like, okay lady, this isn't a market stall, you can't haggle for the price, I'm just going to take the box back to the depot. So I did – and it got a little wet on the trip back."
Terra finished her anecdote and picked up her mug of coffee to drain the rest of it. She was sitting in a truck stop diner with Emily and another one of her friends – Midnight had agreed to meet her for lunch, and so they had gotten together and were spaced as far as possible around two tables that had been pushed together.
With a chuckle, Midnight finished the last of her sandwich, brushing stray crumbs off her t-shirt and reached into the pocket of her jeans to get her wallet. She was a dragon with bright turquoise eyes whose body was mostly covered in gray fur, with purple coloring on her legs, arms, the top of her tail, the bottom half of her ears, and the tips of her small, feathery wings. "All right, Terra, I should probably head back to work. It's been great seeing you again, and it was good meeting you, Emily."
"Likewise." Emily replied. The three of them put their masks back on and left the money for their meal, plus a tip, with the receipt on the table and headed outside into the parking lot.
"Hey, that's not your truck, is it, Terra?" Midnight asked suddenly, pointing across the lot to a large truck. Midnight had parked in a corner spot, and a large truck had taken the next spot over, but was barely pulled two-thirds of the way into the spot and was at an angle that blocked in the dragon's car.
Terra took one look and scoffed, shaking her head. "Hell no. I don't work for GSC. They're one of our competitors. My truck is over further along."
"Well, he's blocked me in! I'm going to be late getting back to work if he doesn't move soon!" Midnight complained, approaching the truck to see if anyone was inside. The cab was empty and the engine was off; the driver had made a half-assed attempt at parking and then had simply gotten out. The edge of the lot was surrounded by concrete dividers, so she couldn't just drive out over the grass.
"I think you might be able to get out, but it'll be a tight squeeze. Do you have folding wing mirrors?" Terra asked as she looked at the gap between the truck and the car opposite Midnight's, but Midnight shook her head in response.
Emily, however, was looking at the cab on the truck. Reaching out, she tried the handle, and the door opened. "I knew it." she declared, peeking inside. "I worked for GSC before Terra's company. They barely train you and everyone is super sloppy. Look, he even left the keys in the ignition! I'm pretty sure I saw a guy in a GSC uniform in line as we were leaving, so he won't be back any time soon."
Terra peeked around Emily's shoulder and saw a single key without a keychain left in the keyhole under the steering wheel. "Perfect!" she declared, pushing past Emily to climb up and get inside. Starting the engine, she inched the truck forward fully into its spot, only being careful because she didn't want to hit Midnight's car.
"That's good, Terra. Thank you!" Midnight shouted over the loud diesel engine once the truck was far enough forward for her to easily get out, and Terra switched it off.
She didn't get out, though, and Emily couldn't help but grin as she saw Terra wriggling in the driver's seat and pushing her pants downward. "Gonna leave him a negative review, Terra?"
"More like a negative pee-view." Terra joked as she moved her hips towards the edge of the seat. The Jex spread her legs apart and leaned back into the seat as she unleashed her bladder underneath the steering wheel, her stream first splashing the gas pedal before she shifted her body to the side to spray the brake pedal. Droplets splashed off from the hard plastic covering the pedals and sprayed onto the cheap upholstery around them, soaking the short gray fabric and turning it black. The pedals themselves were completely drenched, the plastic left glistening, dripping onto the floor of the truck.
Midnight went around to the other side of the truck to open the passenger's side door, climbing up into the cab next to Terra. "Let me show him what I think of his parking job." she remarked with a grumble, pulling open the glove compartment. She knelt on the seat and slid her pants down to her knees, pushing her ass out towards the dashboard, reaching between her legs with one hand to spread open her pussylips. The dragon pushed with her muscles as her release began and shot a heavy gush of piss out from her urethra that just barely cleared the dashboard and splashed on top of it, a few droplets hitting the windshield as her urine spread out over the dash. When her stream waned slightly after a moment as she took a breath, it lowered enough to spray into the glove box, soaking the dusty owner's manual that had been left inside, and pooling up on the bottom of the compartment.
Emily, meanwhile, went to the back of the truck and turned the handle on the shutter, pulling it upward – she wasn't surprised to find it wasn't locked, either. She climbed inside and flicked the lightswitch, illuminating the interior of the truck, and took a look around at the hastily-stacked boxes, some of which had fallen over in transit. Pulling the shutter down most of the way behind her, she took a look over the boxes to pick a target; once she found one, she undid her belt, dropped her pants, took them off and put them up on a high shelf.
Her target was an oblong cardboard box on an angle on the floor with "this way up" ironically pointing toward the back wall, and it was haphazardly lying amidst several smaller boxes, with a shipping label stapled to the front. Straddling the end of the box, Emily gripped the sides of it with her hands to steady herself as she squatted down over it and took deep breaths to relax. When she began to piss, her stream hit the top of the box and soaked into the cardboard quickly, staining it from light brown to a much darker color. The arctic fox stepped forward to bring her stream up the box, creating an unsteady, wobbly wet line up its surface, the sound of her pee changing abruptly from a dull thumping to the rustling of paper as she began pissing onto the shipping label. Emily moved all the way up to the end of the box, and then off of it to spray a couple of smaller boxes and envelopes on the floor, before she finally ran dry and pushed the last drops out onto the oblong box. Her deed completed, she went back
to her pants and quickly put them on, turning out the light before slipping out of the truck.
Back in the cab, Terra had plenty of piss left after soaking the area under the wheel. Grabbing the wheel, she lifted her hips and pushed them back so that she was pissing all over the seat, the fake leather getting copiously sprayed by the Jex's urine. It was still waterproof, so it pooled up where the backrest met the seat itself, with isolated droplets remaining on other parts of the seat. Excess pee spilled over the sides of the seat as Terra emptied herself out onto it, and when she had finished she pulled her pants back up and hopped back out from the cab, closing the door behind her.
That just left Midnight, who was slowly turning herself in the confines of the cab so that her stream, still spraying behind her, splashed across the gear stick and the divider between the two seats. Continuing to turn, some of her stream hit the driver's seat and mixed her piss with Terra's, until she was fully turned around and pissing on the seat behind her. Midnight swayed her hips back and forth to give the back of the seat a good soaking, rivers of piss cascading down the faux leather, and when she began to run out she lowered her hips over the seat to spray into the middle of it with the rest of her urine. Like Terra, she made a hasty exit when she was done, pulling her pants back up and getting out the side door, closing it behind her and heading for the back of the truck.
They caught up to Emily just as she was closing the shutter on the truck. "Have fun in there?" Terra asked, and Emily flashed her a wide grin.
"As much as you did, I'm sure." Emily quipped. "Let's do this again some time, Midnight!"
Terra kept her eyes fixed on the road, or at least, what she could make of it through the sheets of torrential rain that were pounding the windshield. Even with the wipers on their maximum speed it was hard to see anything, so she was driving a little slower to maintain control of the truck. At least there weren't many people out, so she didn't have to contend with traffic.
They were down in the business district of the city, with high skyscrapers stretching upward on all sides as Terra drove through the grid of roads. There was even less traffic here than in other places; most office workers were working from home, and the ones that weren't were already at work.
With another turn, Terra slowed down as she approached the back of one of the many office towers, and turned into the ramp to its underground parking lot. After a brief discussion with the guard, both of them having to shout to be heard over the intense rainfall, Terra took the truck in.
Emily breathed a sigh of relief as things abruptly got quieter once they were indoors and Terra was able to turn off the windshield wipers. "At least we're inside for this one." she remarked. Both of them were already soaked from previous deliveries that morning; the waterproof jackets only helped so much, umbrellas were useless in the high winds, and the towels Emily had thought to bring only helped to mitigate the problem.
Terra parked the truck in a spot marked for deliveries, turned off the engine and took her keys. Someone was already waiting for them; a text message had already been sent when Terra finished the previous delivery, so waiting by the freight elevator was a blue-green lizard with a sea-green underside wearing a white button-up shirt and a pair of tan slacks. They had a mask on, but to make up for the reptile's lack of ears it had a single strap that went all the way around the back of their head. They had been doing something on their phone, but put it away when the truck pulled up.
Terra grabbed the chunky tablet used to sign for deliveries and glanced at it. "Are you, uh..." she squinted at the name, trying to figure out how to pronounce it, but the lizard spoke up first.
"If it's for Initech, it's the right one. Just call me Code." The lizard replied, as she presented a badge that matched the unpronounceable name on the manifest – Terra assumed Code was female from the tone of voice, despite her lack of breasts.
With the formalities out of the way, they started loading boxes into the freight elevator from the truck and took the first load up to the 17th floor to bring the boxes into a deserted open-plan office. At Emily's request, Code made coffee for all of them – "I'm not supposed to, but it's not like there's anyone else here who needs it", she remarked as she handed the paper cup to Emily – and they took a short break back at the truck to chat before working on the remaining boxes of office supplies, all in white boxes with cardboard lids on the top, rather than the taped-up flaps that Terra usually saw.
With all the boxes moved to the elevator, Terra pushed the button for the 17th floor and leaned on the wall. "Do you want another coffee for the road?" Code asked Emily as the elevator began to rise.
"Yes, please." Emily replied, "And do you mind if I-?"
Her request got cut off as the elevator stopped abruptly and it went pitch-black for a moment, but for the faint glow of the cybernetics running through Terra's fur. A moment later, the emergency lighting kicked in to poorly illuminate the interior, the eyes of the three women starting to adjust to the darkness. Code let out a groan, pulling out her phone to switch on the flashlight on it, better lighting the control panel so that Terra could push the call button.
"Sorry about this," Code said to the others as they waited for a response.
"It's probably because of the storm." Terra suggested.
Turning back to Emily, Code continued, "What were you saying?"
"Well, I was going to ask if I could use your bathrooms, but..."
"When we get up there, sure." Code grumbled. "But it's going to have to wait."
Terra pushed the call button again a few seconds later, and then again, and finally got a response. Unfortunately, it didn't help; the operator on the other end confirmed the storm had taken out the power, but didn't have an ETA, and just told them to sit tight before hanging up.
And so, they did, phones coming out to pass the time. Emily took a seat on one of the boxes, crossing her legs, but within a few minutes was starting to squirm. It didn't escape the notice of the other two, and Code gave a sympathetic shrug. "I left my coffee cup by the truck, sorry."
"I've got mine," Emily answered at first, then understood a moment later what Code was driving at. "Wait, are you okay with-?"
Code burst into brief laughter. "I got called in to an empty office building on a Friday, to receive a delivery of copy paper and coffee cups, because I'm salaried and the staff who normally do this are hourly. I really couldn't care less if you mess things up a bit." She gave a dismissive wave of her hand to emphasize her point.
"Fine with me." Emily said as she stood back up, taking the lid off the coffee cup and setting it down on a lower box as she started unbuckling her pants. Terra took one look at the cup, remembering her encounter with Emily in the kitchen at the depot – there was no way the cup was going to be big enough. The Jex simply grinned to herself as she slipped her phone out from her pocket, turning on the light and subtly pointing the camera towards the coffee cup to watch the inevitable happen.
Emily pushed down her pants and straddled the box's corner with her pussy over the cup. Desperate as she was, it took almost no time at all for her to start pissing, her stream hitting the inner edge of the cup and pushing it forward slightly, rapidly filling the paper cup. Terra leaned over to peer inside as best she could in the dim lighting, hearing the changing pitch of Emily's piss splashing inside as the fluid level rose higher.
"Hmm..." Terra heard from Code, and glanced up; the lizard was peering into the cup as well, watching the stream filling it with apparent interest.
"Something wrong?" Emily asked, trying to look down.
"No, nothing." Terra said quickly.
"You're good." Code added, and the two made eye contact for a moment. Terra winked, and the lizard did the same, grinning behind her mask.
Emily continued to piss into the cup as it began to fill to its brim. Both Code and Terra watched as the piss inside soon reached the top and began to spill over the edge, running down the sides of the cup. The excess fluid cascaded down onto the box below and started to soak into the lid of the cardboard, spreading across it in a very uneven circle, reaching the corners of the box lid and spreading downward from there.
"Is it getting full?" Emily asked, letting out a little sigh of relief.
"Nope." Terra answered, her mask hiding the Jex's huge grin.
From there, Emily kept going until she was empty, as the other two watched the stain on the cardboard getting bigger. The wet cardboard sagged slightly underneath the weight of the filled cup, the surface foaming and only becoming still once the arctic fox pushed out the last few squirts and stepped back to do up her pants.
"What the-!" she started as she saw the gigantic mess she had made, cut off by the raucous laughter of the other two. She glanced between them and saw that not just Terra, but Code as well had been recording it on their phones, and her momentary surprise and annoyance quickly got replaced by amusement as she folded her arms. "You'd better send me those videos."
"Of course I will." Terra replied between chuckles. "You can take one of your own if you want." She started undoing her pants and let them drop, turning to face a stack of boxes three wide and two high. Keeping her own phone held in her left hand with the flashlight on, she used her right to spread open her pussylips and took aim at the central box.
Terra's stream gushed forward and landed near the back of the center box, but didn't stay there for long. The Jex twisted her hips, fingers pressing around her labia to direct her stream to the sides, spraying back and forth over the boxes before her. Her piss pattered on the cardboard as she moved it back and forth, painting dark, wet arcs on the top of the white supply boxes, each one getting a little closer to Terra as she shifted back slightly.
While Terra was peeing on the rightmost box, Code reached past her and put her fingers under the lid of the leftmost one, flipping it up to reveal the contents: stacks of paper coffee cups wrapped in plastic. Taking the invitation, Terra turned her aim back to that box and rocked her hips back and forth, sending urine spraying into it, loudly rustling the plastic packaging as droplets rained down onto it. Terra shifted closer as her stream tapered off, getting the last squirt inside of the box, stopping the recording on her phone before she started to put her pants back on.
"All right, your turn." Terra remarked playfully as she turned to Code.
"What, me?" the lizard replied in an equally playful tone of voice not intended to fool anyone, as she started undoing her slacks. "All right, stand back and watch this."
Emily and Terra shuffled to the back of the elevator as Code stood in the middle of it, turning her back to a tall pile of neatly-stacked boxes. Dropping her pants, she bent at the waist and braced herself on a dry box, her long tail lifting up high, and Terra noted that she was going commando just like herself.
Flashing a quick grin to the others, who both had their phones ready, Code unleashed her bladder onto the boxes behind her. The stream of piss hit a box in the middle of the pile, but just like Terra she began to move it around to hit more boxes. At first she began to wiggle her hips, but then soon was swishing them back and forth, sending droplets of pee splashing all over the boxes and thumping against them wetly. She bent further forward to raise her angle, bending and straightening her knees to aim up and down as well, making a show of spraying as much of the boxes as she could.
She sidestepped to more thoroughly soak the boxes at the edges, spreading her piss around as much of the box stack as she could, her tail swaying back and forth in the air over her rump. As she watched, Terra thought the lizard was running out early, but she was just deliberately weakening her stream as she straightened up just a bit to make sure she got the lower-down boxes too – pissing with less force, her stream arced downwards and hit the bottom of the stack of boxes as she sidestepped along, a few stray droplets hitting the floor of the elevator. She did finally run dry shortly after that, trickling off to a stop and then pushing out two more little gushes before completely emptying.
Terra whistled in appreciation as she stopped the recording. "Very nice."
Code did a mock bow as she straightened up. "Thank you, thank you," she said, but put a little too much flourish into it. Her long tail swung to the side and struck Emily's coffee cup, knocking it over and sending the fox's urine splashing all over the box it was on, and the wall of the elevator.
"Whoops!" Code said in reflex at first, then waved her hand dismissively again. "Ah, whatever."
As she was putting her pants back on, the intercom crackled to life. "We'll have you moving in just a minute." the voice on the other end told them. "Sorry about that."
Sure enough, after a couple of minutes the elevator began to rise. The lights came back on as well, letting them properly survey the damage – one box was thoroughly drenched on top with a tipped-over coffee cup on it, one stack was soaked on the top with the insides wet as well, and on the other half of the elevator a whole pile of boxes was marked on the side with haphazard sprays of fluid.
"Wow, what a storm outside, huh?" Code remarked as she saw the boxes, taking a few pictures. "Guess a little water damage is unavoidable."
Terra laughed and pulled out her phone for a different reason. "Can I have your email address? I've got some videos to send you, after all."
Code turned back to her as she pulled up her own contacts list to add a new one. "Sure thing." she remarked teasingly, "I think we have at least one common interest."- 2
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With the recent intrest in delivery drivers having to use the bathroom while at work, and what ends up happening, ive decided to share a story i had commissioned by a good friend named Codelizard. The following story contains Furry content. If you are not a fan of Furry content in naughty scenarios, please hit the back button. This storry contains a Jex as a delivery driver encountering the need to use the bathroom on her route, and what she ends up doing when the need becomes too much. This story also contains a Fox that is introduced to the naughty actions of the delivery driver. This story contains object destruction, territory marking, and pee related content. Once again, This story contains FURRY content in NAUGHTY situations.
If this story does well here, i will submit chapter 2 at a later date.Terra flicked the turn signal as she approached the intersection, stopping at the red light. With a glance to the sides to confirm nobody was coming, she turned to the right and continued onwards down the streets that were almost bare, but for a couple pedestrians on the sidewalks with masks on. At least there was one benefit to being a driver during a pandemic – there was a hell of a lot less traffic to contend with.
Not that it made her any less busy. Terra worked as a delivery driver, dressed up in the company's uniform: a shirt, skirt, and baseball cap, all of them a matching and horrendously drab purple. These days, almost all of her work involved taking her cube van to all the various essential services still open in the city to deliver supplies to them. Her truck started each day loaded with boxes and boxes of masks, gloves and cleaning supplies, destined for stores and businesses everywhere.
The increased demand kept her very busy, but now some of the other drivers were out sick, which caused her workload to increase to match. If she didn't want to be out delivering late, she'd have to forego as many breaks as possible – today, in particular, one store was very far out of the way compared to the others, so she couldn't waste time. Earlier that day, she'd eaten her lunch at the wheel, working her way through her food and drink at each red light or open stretch. She'd skipped other breaks too – but the blue-furred, cybernetic Jex couldn't simply ignore all her body's needs forever, as the increasing pressure in her bladder constantly reminded her.
Pulling into the back lot behind a row of stores, Terra parked her truck outside the back door of the store she was delivering too, took out her phone, and called in to let them know she'd arrived. Soon, two of the staff – wearing masks and gloves – came out from the back door, propped it open, and started unloading boxes. Terra grabbed a box as well and followed them, setting it down just inside the entrance before looking around.
She was in a storage area; there were lots of tall metal shelves holding numerous boxes, with a few overhead lights hanging from the ceiling to keep the place lit. It was very Spartan; the walls were exposed brick, the floor was bare concrete, and the only window was a skylight at the top that probably had never been opened. She could hear the loud rattling of an AC unit somewhere overhead, the large vents under the ceiling completely exposed and visible.
"Take that one to the back," one of the staff called from behind her, "Just leave it by the wall." As she did, Terra spotted what she'd really been looking for: a door in the wall with a bathroom sign on it. Finally! She put down the box near the rearmost shelf and then turned around, walking up and trying the handle. Unfortunately, it was locked.
"Go away." Said a voice from inside as she rattled the handle in frustration. "Can't a guy get a minute of peace around here?"
Terra folded her arms and frowned; she didn't have the time or patience to wait. But there was plenty of cover in the storage room, with all the boxes blocking sight – maybe she could just find somewhere to pee quickly so she could get on with her shift. The cybernetic Jex followed the wall until she found a gap in between two of the shelves, standing between them and facing away from the wall.
A shelf parallel to the wall was directly in front of her, so unless anyone came walking down that exact aisle, they'd never see her. She slipped her hands under her skirt and started tugging down her panties, pulling them over her shoes to remove them completely. Without any more delay, she squatted down and leaned back, resting against the wall to support herself, her left hand gripping the shelf beside her. Spreading her legs out wide, she put her panties down next to the wall and lifted up her skirt with her right hand. Her pussy, a pink opening amidst the blue fur and cybernetics surrounding it, was now bared to the open air; having now assumed the right position, she took a breath and relaxed.
She felt relief almost immediately as she started pissing onto the floor, the splashing of her pee almost completely drowned out by the noise the AC unit was making up above. Looking down, she saw the yellow stream splashing onto the concrete, spreading out into a big puddle. The gray of the concrete surface darkened wherever her stream or the growing puddle touched it, the uneven surface resulting in an oddly-shaped puddle as it followed the bumps and contours of the floor.
Already, Terra was feeling better, but saw no reason to stop until she was empty. Clenching her muscles, she pissed out harder, sending her spray further, droplets splashing off of the floor and flecking the metal racks nearby with her fluid. Some of the nearby boxes got a light spraying as well, the cardboard darkening wherever her stray urine struck it and soaked in.
As she glanced to the sides to make sure nobody was coming, Terra spotted an open box on the low shelf to her left. She clenched her muscles to stop her stream and gripped the shelf more tightly as she hauled herself to her feet, shuffling into place to face the box. Peering inside, she saw the box was one-quarter full of plastic-wrapped packages of masks, and she gripped the open flap closest to her to pull it out from the shelf by a few inches.
With the inside of the box exposed, Terra held the shelf with one hand as she slightly bent her legs, bringing her pussy closer to the box, before she relaxed her muscles and started to pee inside of it. She heard the pattering of her stream on the plastic wrapping, watching as it flowed over the packages inside and ran down to the bottom of the box. Some of it splashed off and hit the interior sides of the box as well, soaking into the cardboard. Terra wiggled her hips a little to send her stream splashing all around the inside, raining down onto as many of the packages as she could hit.
She sighed as she felt her stream starting to wane, watching as the arch of golden fluid grew weaker and shrank, painting a dark line up the flap of the box, the last few drops landing on the concrete in front. She took only another moment to squeeze her muscles and push out the last few drops to completely empty herself, using one foot to push the box back onto the shelf.
She didn't have time to stick around, though – she quickly pulled herself to her feet, letting her skirt fall back down into place before she walked back to the rear entrance to help finish unloading the truck. She made it all the way back to the truck and was picking up a box when a breeze reminded her that she'd left her panties behind... but she carried on regardless. She didn't want to take the time to go back for them, and besides, they might make a nice present for whoever came to clean up. Going without them would make it easier to pee in unusual places, anyway.
The next day was incredibly windy, constantly blowing Terra's fur and clothing around every time she stepped outside. She wasn't even halfway through her shift yet, and she'd already stuffed her baseball cap into the box between the truck seats after the second time the wind had pulled it off her head and sent her running after it through a loading bay.
Her route today took her across the river to the southern half of the city, and she'd have to deliver to all the spots on that side before she could cross back and return to the depot. She'd just finished up at the last place on the north side, but there hadn't been any opportunity to relieve herself there, and now she was squeezing her thighs together as she drove. Fortunately, the next spot was a regular customer and typically let her unload the boxes unsupervised, so she'd have plenty of opportunity to take a restroom break out back there – it wouldn't be the first time.
However, when she drove up the ramp onto the bridge to get across the river, she could hear the bells ringing, and saw lights flashing on the barricades that had been lowered to block access. Terra stopped the truck, and looked past the barricades; she could see the middle section of the bridge was in the process of raising upward, making her groan in disappointment. It was sheer bad luck that she'd gotten to the bridge just in time for a ship to come by, but even if she turned around now and drove to the next bridge, it would still take longer to go around and come back on the other side than if she just waited for the bridge to lower again.
The wind was especially bad here with the open river on both sides of the bridge. It wasn't dangerously fast, but it certainly would make it difficult for her to try and make use of the time to go pee somewhere – if she wasn't careful, the wind would probably just blow it right back onto her legs. She'd have to find somewhere enclosed, and private, and not very far away... and fast.
The inspiration came to Terra a moment later for the perfect location. She was already driving around an enclosed, private space! She didn't want to make her seat wet, though, so the Jex opened the door – which was a battle to do in the wind – and got out, walking to the back of the truck. She opened up the shutter and got inside, turning on the inner light before tugging the shutter back down.
With the shutter lowered, the wind was sealed out, leaving Terra alone in the back of the windowless cube van with shelves of boxes and envelopes. She was in a hurry, since she didn't want to still be in the back of the truck when the bridge came back down, so she didn't waste any time stepping into the middle of the truck and taking off her skirt, stashing it on an empty space on the shelves. She'd never bothered to replace the panties she'd left behind the other day, so as she rose a leg and held her arms out to grasp the shelves for balance, her pussy was left bared to the air.
After taking a moment to relax her muscles, Terra felt the piss leaving her body a moment before she heard it patter on something that wasn't the floor. Looking down, she saw that her stream was striking the side of one of the boxes, and she shifted, awkwardly keeping her one leg held up. The stream moved to the side and landed on the floor, but kept wobbling back and forth as she tried to keep her pose, stray droplets splashing off and hitting the nearby boxes and packages.
To try and keep herself steady, Terra put her raised foot onto a shelf, accidentally knocking some lighter padded envelopes off of it and directly into the path of her stream. She frowned for a moment at the mess she was making unintentionally, but she'd have plenty of time to let them dry before they got to their destination...
...and as that thought crossed her mind, another one followed it: if that was the case, why did she need to try and avoid making a mess? Her frown turned into a grin as she gripped the shelves tighter and twisted herself around, sending her stream spraying all over the boxes and packages on the floor of the truck, leaving dark streaks of wet cardboard all over them wherever the spray of her pee landed. The puddles on the floor that spread enough to touch the bottoms of the boxes soaked into them too, saturating the cardboard as more of her piss poured down from her slit and added to the growing mess.
As she felt herself starting to run dry, Terra lowered her hips a bit more towards an oblong box, the side of which was already soaked, and clenched her muscles to spray out her stream along the top of it. Droplets of the Jex's urine rained down over the cardboard, some of it landing on the tape sealing the flaps and rolling off of the waterproof tape onto the cardboard around it. Once her stream ended, Terra glanced around and saw a small box stacked on a bigger one that had escaped unscathed – grabbing it with one hand, she rubbed it against her pussy briefly to dry herself off before replacing it, stepping back, and surveying the scene.
Several puddles had accumulated on the floor of the truck, the sides of the boxes were thoroughly darkened by the piss that had sprayed across them, and the envelopes that had fallen to the floor were almost completely drenched. Terra grabbed her skirt and put it back on quickly, leaving the back of the truck and moving back to the cab to get into the driver's seat, briefly battling with the heavy winds to get the door closed. The bridge had almost come back down, so she settled in, buckled up, and prepared to head out to her next destination.
The next day, Terra followed the directions on her GPS and found herself in a residential district, pulling up outside a detached house in the suburbs. Puzzled, she double-checked the address, but it was correct; someone had ordered several boxes of supplies and had put the delivery address as their home. It wasn't enough to be someone trying to stockpile or resell, but it was a large house, so perhaps there was just a large family.
Parking the truck and turning off the engine, Terra climbed out from the truck cab and took a look around. The garage door was open and there were no cars in the driveway. Terra walked up to the door and was about to press the doorbell when she saw a hastily-scrawled note that had been taped to the front of the door.
It read, 'Something came up – be back soon! Please wait for me.' Terra frowned and folded her arms; they must have gotten the automated text message that was sent to the customer when her truck got close, but had left anyway. She wasn't allowed to make unattended deliveries – someone had to sign for it. That left her with only two options: she could wait an indeterminate amount of time, or just leave and mark the customer down as a no-show.
She decided to wait for two reasons. One, she knew that no-show customers got hit with a pretty heavy penalty, and she wanted to wait at least a short time before leaving.
Two, her bladder was full and she needed somewhere to relieve it.
Terra took a look at her surroundings – it was an out-of-the-way suburban street, and with it being the middle of the day during a pandemic, nobody was around to be seen. That left her free to stroll across the grass in the garden back to the garage and walk inside for a better look.
The garage was a mess and looked barely used. There were some cobwebs in the corners and the windows badly needed cleaning. The shelves were sparsely filled with junk and there was a workbench that looked like it and the tools on it hadn't been used in a long time. Old boxes were piled in one corner under a dirty sheet, and when Terra looked up, she saw an empty socket where there should have been a light bulb.
Since it was clear that nobody would notice her making a mess, Terra was quick to approach one of the shelves and raise her skirt with one hand, spreading the lips of her slit with the other – she had deliberately foregone panties to make escapades like these easier to pull off. A lower shelf had a can of paint that was almost empty and had long since dried, but when she started to pee her aim was off and her stream hit the side of it, making her piss run down the label of the can and onto the shelf. Adjusting her stance, she managed to get the stream of her fluid into the can itself, which made a hollow metallic sound inside of the can, quickly turning into a splashing noise as it started to fill.
After a few seconds though, Terra started to move, sidestepping and turning her hips to keep spraying the shelves. A closed toolbox got hosed down by her piss, the rain of her urine echoing off of it, but it almost looked cleaner by the time she was done with it, leaving the rusting red metal a little shinier than she had found it. She continued past an empty part of the shelf, leaving a long and messy puddle, her stream soon splashing all over a rolled-up extension cable covered in dust, the flow of her pee washing dust from the plastic holder the cord was wrapped up in.
Stopping her stream, Terra moved on next to the workbench. There was a solid, heavy metal chair in front of it, and Terra climbed up onto it, standing and bending at the waist with one hand holding the back for support, the other still holding open her pussylips. She clenched her muscles to push out her piss, giving it a bit more force, sending her stream spraying behind her onto the bench where it struck the flat surface and started rolling off the edges, dripping onto the floor. Glancing behind her and wiggling her hips, she heard small plastic boxes of screws rattling when her stream hit them directly, and briefly managed to push hard enough to strike the backboard of the workbench, making it and the tools hung from it rattle loudly.
Not quite done yet, Terra cut off her stream one more time and quickly moved over to the pile of boxes and the old, moth-eaten white blanket that had been hurriedly tossed over them. Raising one sneaker-clad foot, she planted it on a box and shifted closer, once more lifting her skirt with one hand. She unleashed her piss once more on the sheet, where it quietly thumped against the thick fabric, which soaked up her golden liquid like a sponge. Sighing peacefully, Terra poured out every last drop of pee she had inside of her onto the blanket, wiggling and shaking her hips to spray as much of it as she could.
Once she had finally finished, Terra lowered her foot and then her skirt, heading back outside. The owner was still nowhere to be seen, but just as she returned to the cab and started to get back inside, a black sedan turned onto the street and pulled to a stop just outside the house, the driver's side window rolling down.
"Good, I made it!" she heard from within. "Sorry about that, you can just leave the boxes here on the sidewalk and I'll take them inside."
When Friday finally came, Terra returned to the depot at lunchtime to restock her truck – someone had ordered an entire van's worth of supplies and she was going to be the one to deliver them. After parking her truck in the loading bay and opening the shutters for the stockers who were going to fill it up, she headed inside to take a quick break and refill her thermos.
The break room was empty but for Terra and a coworker Emily, an arctic fox whose brown hair was tied back into a ponytail. Terra knew her fairly well as Emily was part of the building security, dressed in a white button-up shirt and black pants, and the two often bumped into each other whenever Terra was at the depot.
"Hey, Emily!" Terra greeted her coworker. "How's it going?"
"Not good, today." Emily grumbled, turning around from the countertop with all the snacks. "The water got shut off earlier for some utility work outside and it's still not been turned back on yet."
"That's annoying." Terra responded with a frown. "So you can't make any coffee, I take it?"
"Worse than that, I can't go to the bathroom either. I've been holding it in all morning." Emily had her legs pressed close together, leaning back on the counter behind her. "And my break ends in another five minutes. And since there's no water, the janitor figured they might as well close the bathrooms for cleaning now and get it out of the way. I'll have to just sneak into the men's room or something and pee in the sink."
"If you've still got time to get all the way over there and back."
"Ugh, yeah, I should have just done that in the first place. Not like anyone would walk in on me; the stockers take breaks later, security's breaks are staggered, and the other drivers are all out."
Terra took a moment to think. She had to pee as well, and she wanted to help her friend. Maybe there was somewhere else they could go? Outside wasn't really an option; the depot was part of a large industrial lot and there weren't any trees nearby. Maybe there was some closet nearby, or...
The Jex's cybernetic-blue eyes fell on the counter behind Emily and the glasses piled up there. "Hold on, Emily." She said after a moment as the arctic fox started to shuffle from foot to foot. "I've got an idea."
"Let's hear it, because I'm bursting."
Terra pointed behind Emily, who turned her head to see what the Jex was pointing at. "Huh? Oh!" She said in realization, reaching out and grabbing one of the tall glasses that were set out for employees to use.
"Just pee in there and then dump it down the sink." Terra suggested. "Put the glass in the dishwasher when you're done, and nobody will know about it."
Emily didn't need to be told twice, halfway done unbuckling her pants when she looked up at Terra. "Do you mind if I-?"
"Go right ahead." Terra replied, "I'll be doing the same." Rather than take a glass, though, Terra grabbed one of the big empty glass coffee pots that was next to the machine, since the handle on it would make it easier to hold in place. She started to undo her pants, tugging down the zipper with one hand.
"Thanks." Emily breathed in response as she quickly resumed unbuckling and dropping her pants down to the ground unceremoniously. Terra raised an eyebrow as she looked and saw that Emily was going commando, the bottom of her shirt only coming down to right around her waist, leaving her pussy exposed.
"What?" Emily asked incredulously as she saw Terra looking at her, watching the Jex lower her pants until they fell down to the ground of their own accord. "I don't like panties. Not like you're wearing any either." Her hands kept moving as she spoke, leaning back against the counter and spreading her legs, moving the glass between them and pressing it against her pussy.
Terra gave a little chuckle as she pressed the lip of the coffee pot between her legs, surrounding her vulva with the smooth plastic. "I'm just surprised to see someone else without them, that's all."
Responding only with a short laugh of her own, Emily sucked in a breath through her nose and let it out slowly as she started to piss into the glass. Terra could see Emily's yellow stream hitting the side of the glass closest to her and running down to the bottom, and she heard the faint hissing sound that accompanied it. "Ohhh, that's good." Emily mumbled, her hand curled around the bottom of the glass to hold it in place.
Only another moment passed before Terra followed suit, unleashing her pee into the coffee pot she was holding steady. Her stream drummed on the glass bottom for several seconds before enough of her pee pooled up to make it start splashing. Emily glanced at the pot out of the corner of her eyes, watching as Terra filled it up.
The two stood quietly, subtly watching each other as they both continued to pee into their respective containers. Terra saw the fluid level in Emily's glass steadily rising as she pissed hard into it, the flow of hot liquid causing the top of the glass to start to fog up. Meanwhile, her own stream flowed steadily into the coffee pot, swirling around inside it with every little motion Terra made as she stood with her legs spread and the pot held tight.
"Sounds just like someone's brewing a pot of coffee." Emily remarked after a moment to break the silence, grinning a little. "Better not let it overflow."
"Speak for yourself." Terra responded playfully, inclining her head towards Emily's loins. The glass was almost full, and Emily pulled it away in reflex when she noticed. She uttered an expletive as she spilled a bit of piss on the floor and her stream continued, splashing onto the linoleum tile for several seconds before she grabbed a second glass and quickly put it into place, blushing deeply.
Terra couldn't help but give a good-natured laugh. "I'll clean it up when we're done," she said dismissively.
"No, it's fine, I made the mess. I'll clean it up."
With a grin of her own, Terra moved the coffee pot aside and pissed onto the floor for a few seconds, loudly splashing the tile with her urine before putting the pot back and continuing to fill it. "No, I’ll do it. I made a bigger mess than you, after all."
Emily laughed aloud, shaking her head and smiling. "Thanks, Terra," she said as she held the glass in place, turning and dumping the first one into the sink behind her. Terra kept watching Emily filling up the second glass, until when it was about three-quarters full, her stream trickled to a stop, and she emptied that glass as well.
Terra kept going for a little bit longer, tilting the coffee pot back and forth to make the liquid inside slosh around as she kept filling it, until she also ran out. After clenching her muscles to make sure she'd peed all she had, she placed it on the counter next to the sink, waiting for Emily to move out of the way.
Emily pulled her pants back up and rapidly buckled them. "Thanks, Terra." She quickly said as she got herself presentable once more.
Terra pulled her own pants back up, much more slowly and casually. "No problem, it was kind of fun."
Emily shot her a questioning look, but then gave a little laugh. "It was, wasn't it?" Flashing a wink at Terra, she added, "Maybe we should do it again some time... anyway, I've got to get going, I'll see you around." The fox waved and made a quick exit, leaving Terra alone in the break room.
Picking up the coffee pot, Terra was impressed at how much she'd put out - enough to make another pot with. A few moments passed before a playful grin crossed her face, and instead of dumping it into the sink, she lifted up the lid on the back of the coffee machine and poured the entire pot's worth of her pee inside. After grabbing a fresh filter and a bag of coffee grounds, she put the pot on the burner and turned on the machine to make a fresh pot - with some recycled water.
When Terra came in to work on Monday and checked her schedule on the noteboard outside the supervisor’s office, she was surprised to find some of her shipments had a new icon printed next to them that she didn’t recognize. Looking to the side, she saw a new sheet had been printed out and pinned up, informing her that today she was carrying "valuable cargo".
"Valuable cargo?" Terra wondered aloud. "What does that mean?" Scanning the other printed pages pinned to the board, the answer came quickly: There had been incidents recently where people had been stealing things from unattended trucks. So, any driver who was carrying valuable cargo - mostly stuff that was in very short supply - would have to take along a member of security to watch the truck while it was being unloaded.
Finding the assignment sheet, Terra's eyes widened as she saw who her assigned security member was...
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Looking forward to more! Maybe try and make the story a bit longer for the chapters going forward, and it would be great!
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I’m actually looking forward to seeing more of what naughty fun the two sisters would be up to, the hidden toilets they could do and then the brother finding them later after he comes home from work or school.
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I too would love this series to be continued.
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I also would love to see the return of these girls. I have a lot of ideas for different possibilities for them if you need a brain to pick.
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It doesn’t matter to me. A new thread would show their is a continuation but also posting it in here as it would be a chapter 2, works the same
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Once again, you have produced magnificent work! I do wonder tho, will the son get a break from his room being used as a toilet? Or will it continue? Because if it isn’t cleaned some house the smell of it would be enough to make some one sick, even after what happened to his comics with the scat ( I prefer more of the piss and the destruction the girls cause )and his switch. Would the mom put her foot down and say no more. And only it being Clair that can? Or will she hire a cleaning service to clean the room or clean it her self? That or just leave it as is. I’m wondering if the kid will grow some balls and retaliate and mark their rooms? Or of anything would be safe?
I do have a idea, why don’t we see what happens when Clair, vennessa and the girlfriend visit a party that has tons to drink 🙂
keep up up the good work.
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Great story! I would have loved to have found out what happens next when they get into the car. Do the other girls find out jasmine pissed in the back seat ? Or does it remain a secret? Or does she do it again and get cought? I ask that you do please continue this part , even if it’s a small little add on story to answer what happens. Thanks for the awesome read!
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Warning, if you have anything against furrys, anthros, or Pokemon, TURN BACK NOW.
this story was created by a good friend of mine called AntiqueSloth, the picture was created by another good friend named Raven.
Terra, Starfire, winter, and Kira are different Ocs of mine.
youve been warned, this story contains furry content.
Terra couldn’t believe how many people were at the party. From wall to wall, the living room was packed. Most people were crowded around the center of the room, some dancing, others just drinking and socializing. The music wasn’t really Terra’s style, so she’d mainly been drinking and catching up with old friends, though it was hard to talk when the music was so loud that it shook the floor beneath her feet. She’d been hanging out in the living room since she’d arrived, but before the end of the night she had to make sure to regroup with Raven and the twins, Starfire and Winter, since the twin’s older brother was her ride home.
But for the moment, the blue furred jex was content just to hang out and drink, and now that she’d finished her third drink, she was really starting to feel a buzz from the alcohol. She was dressed in a red skirt and a white jacket that matched nicely with the white lines on her fur. These glowed in the dim lighting, and had she chosen to dance, they would have dazzled any onlookers.
Though she didn’t want to leave the living room, there was something else she needed to take care of. Terra started making her way through the crowd, holding her long bushy tail high to make sure it wouldn’t be stepped on. The drinks were beginning to work their way through her, and a considerable amount of pressure in her bladder told her that before long she needed to find a suitable place to relieve herself.
That suitable place didn’t exclusively mean the bathroom. Terra often found it much more convenient to use a piece of furniture, or an area of the house that seemed unwatched, though her favorite thing to pee on was electronics. As long as she was discreet about it, which she always was, she could pee whenever she wanted without waiting in long lines for the bathroom.
The bathroom was located at the start of a hallway that branched off from the living room, and it seemed to be the only one in the house. And as Terra walked past it, sure enough, there were at least six girls standing in line outside the door, all of them seemed to be fidgeting, and some were crossing their legs. Terra figured that the guys must have been stepping outside to pee in the bushes, since there were no males in the line. Frequent urination was an unfortunate side effect of alcohol consumption, but Terra knew she never had to worry about waiting in that line. She turned her head away from the bathroom to look for a private enough location to do her business.
As she looked away, her ears perked up when she heard someone loudly declare, “Screw this, I can’t wait any longer.” She looked back and saw that a female Lycanroc had stepped out of line. She was wearing a silky black dress that would have made her hard to see if it weren’t for her red and white fur. Looking a bit closer, Terra noticed that she was bent over nearly double, both hands squeezing her crotch.
The midnight Lycanroc was clearly at her limit, and Terra saw that as she exited the line that instead of heading towards the living room, she began running towards the hallway which lead to the bedrooms. Terra had a pretty good idea of what the Lycanroc was about to do.
Terra slipped through the crowd, following the Lycanroc down the empty hallway until she disappeared around a corner. Then, carefully peeking her head around the corner, Terra saw the Lycanroc hastily shoving the bedroom door open with one hand. With her other hand, she was already hiking up her dress, exposing the black panties she wore underneath. As Terra watched, the Lycanroc rushed inside the bedroom, not even bothering to close the door behind her. Barely a foot inside the room, she pushed down her panties and dropped into a low squat over the white bedroom carpet, her round ass completely exposed.
Before Terra’s eyes, the Lycanroc began to relieve herself. A powerful stream of bright yellow piss shot straight down into the carpet with a loud hiss. But there were other sounds, the Lycanroc seemed to be panting, overcome with relief after barely making it in time. Her urine was soaking into the carpet, creating a stain beneath her that was rapidly growing. Already it seemed to be completely saturated at the point where the stream struck it, and her piss splashed and began to form a puddle that had yet to be absorbed. Terra’s eyes widened as she saw just how much piss the Lycanroc’s bladder was able to pump out.
The Lycanroc began to moan with relief as she continued to piss on the carpet, but at some point the massive puddle must have reached her feet, because Terra saw noticed that she widened her stance. The Lycanroc had been relieving herself for nearly a minute before the stream showed any signs of slowing down. Yet even when it looked like she was done, another jet of piss would spray out, followed by another soft sigh of relief. It seemed like even the Lycanroc was surprised at how much piss she could hold. Then, after one final burst of piss had soaked into the carpet, it seemed she was done.
The Lycanroc shook off the last remaining drops, and as she got to her feet, Terra thought she could hear her giggling. Whether it was from enjoyment from what she’d done, or a symptom of embarrassment, Terra didn’t find out. It took some effort to pull herself away from the corner, but eventually she did it. She made her way back up the hallway towards the living room, but the entire time her mind was focused on that huge puddle the Lycanroc had left right on the bedroom carpet. Watching all of that piss come pouring out, the hissing sound it had made, and the Lycanroc’s moans of relief had all excited Terra, but also made her more aware of her own need. Even now she felt a more intense pressure in her bladder, but she would take care of that soon enough. It would be too obvious that she had been spying if she stood waiting in the hallway when the Lycanroc came out, but all she had to do was wait for her to leave and she could slip in to relieve herself as well.
She had just reached the end of the hallway when she noticed a familiar purple-furred Braixen getting in line for the bathroom.
“Hey Starfire!” Terra called to her friend, but it looked like Starfire hadn’t heard her over the loud music, so Terra tapped her on the shoulder instead.
“Oh!” said Starfire, turning around quickly in surprise. Her round eyeglasses drooped down her nose, and she hastily pushed them back into place. She was always a bit jumpy, but she smiled when she saw that it was just Terra. Yet her smile seemed a bit weaker than usual, as if from some form of discomfort, and looking closely, Terra noticed that Starfire was squeezing her thighs together. “It’s you, I was wondering where you’d gotten to.”
“Yeah, I was just catching up with some friends.” Terra found herself having to yell, even though she and Starfire were barely a foot apart. And even as they stood talking, they were bumped and jostled around by others trying to squeeze past.
“Pretty crowded huh?” said Terra, “Hey, have you seen Raven?”
“Yeah,” said Starfire, “She’s in the kitchen with my sister. I was just there, but I left to come use the restroom.”
Terra noticed that as they stood talking, Starfire had begun to cross her legs, and her fidgeting was becoming more obvious. Also, she kept glancing over her shoulder at the bathroom door, which remained closed.
“Please tell me this line moves fast,” said Starfire, indicating the line of five other girls standing ahead of her, each wore an equally desperate look on their face to match her own. “I really have to pee.”
“Sorry, but it’s not moving at all,” responded Terra, and the look she saw on Starfire’s face was of utter distress. Terra noticed in the dim light that Starfire had one hand pressed against her crotch. She looked like she was on the verge of wetting herself, and if Terra didn’t help her out soon, she would ruin her jeans.
It was then that Terra saw a familiar midnight Lycanroc coming up the hallway. As she hurried past the bathroom Terra could see that she was blushing. Terra immediately knew the solution to Starfire’s problem, all Starfire needed was a little convincing. She leaned in close and did her best to whisper in Starfire’s ear while still being audible over the incessant pounding of the music.
“There’s a bedroom down the hall and around the corner. There’s nobody in there, you could squat over the carpet.”
Starfire frowned. She didn’t have the same attitude as Terra in regards to urinating outside of the bathroom, and this wasn’t the first time Terra had tried to convince her to do something like that. Deep down, she had to admit that there was something exciting about the idea, not to mention the convenience, but the risk of being seen always seemed too daunting for her.
Not this time though. Starfire had already reached her limit in the kitchen with Raven and Winter. Her bladder had been full for some time already, but she’d gotten so caught up in conversation that she didn’t realize she had to go until she was about to burst. She’d hoped to find the bathroom empty, or at least with a short line. She didn’t have time to wait for five other girls to have their turn, so for the first time, she began to consider Terra’s suggestion.
“Are you… absolutely sure no one will see me?” She was pressing both hands to her crotch now. It seemed that the choice was between going in the bedroom, and going in her pants, and if she took too long her bladder would decide for her.
“I’m sure,” said Terra, giving Starfire an encouraging smile, “Someone already went in there.”
Starfire gasped. “Was it you?”
“No,” said Terra, “It wasn’t me, but I’ll come with you if you want. I can stand guard if you need me to.”
Starfire took one last glance at the bathroom door. Finally it had opened and one girl stepped out, only for the next to rush inside. Would she take as long as the previous girl? Starfire didn’t have time to find out.
“Alright, I’ll do it,” she said, and Terra was surprised at her certainty, determining that Starfire must have really reached her limit if she was ready to go through with this.
“Ok, this way,” said Terra. She took Starfire by the hand and started leading her towards the hallway.
She hadn’t guided Starfire more than a few feet when she heard a loud yelp from behind. Starfire’s hand slipped from her grasp. She whirled around to see Starfire standing hunched over, with her legs crossed tightly together. A yellow-furred male was standing in front of her, he was laughing. Terra instantly recognized him as Kira, the twin’s older brother.
“I just wanted to ask what time you and your friends want to leave,” he laughed, “Forgot you scared so easily...”
His voice trailed off and his expression was replaced with shock as he looked closer at Starfire. From behind her, Terra could see a large, wet spot beginning to grow on her jeans. Within moments, the pee had soaked through and began dripping out onto the hardwood floor below. Starfire whimpered and fell to the floor, sitting in a growing puddle of her own urine, which still poured out into her jeans. At first there was nothing she could do to stop it, and she almost felt relieved, despite the circumstances. Though when the worst of the pressure was gone, all she felt was embarrassment. She managed to stop peeing, but the damage was already done, her jeans were ruined. She stared at the ground, and tears began to well in her eyes.
“Kira!” Terra yelled, rounding on him, “What did you startle her like that for? Look what you did!”
“What I did?” Kira bellowed back, defensively, “So it’s my fault that my sister pissed herself? I just needed to ask her something, I barely tapped her shoulder.”
Now, all eyes were on them, and Starfire felt rooted to the floor by her own embarrassment. She was the one everyone was staring at. The girl who had just wet herself. Amidst all the commotion, another Braixen pushed her way through the crowd towards Terra, Kira, and Starfire. One look at her light blue fur and Terra knew it was Winter. Behind her was a black-furred Eevee with rainbow-striped hair, Raven. They both stopped in surprise when they saw Starfire.
“Starfire! Are you alright?” said Raven, dropping to her knees and reaching out a hand to comfort Starfire. First she noticed the puddle, then the huge wet spot on Starfire’s jeans. Winter quickly rounded on her brother, she had a feeling he had something to do with this, based on Terra’s shouting.
“What did you do, Kira?”
“Nothing!” Kira said, louder than ever, and now more people were beginning to stare, “She pissed herself, how is that my fault?”
“You shouldn't have startled her!” Terra shouted back, and now she looked really angry. Meanwhile, Raven had helped Starfire get back on her feet again, though she was still staring at the ground. She continued to whimper, too embarrassed to say anything.
Raven turned to face Kira. “Look, we need to get her home so she can change.”
“Oh I guess that's my job then,” said Kira, “Have to take my sister and her friends home because she still wets herself.” He was speaking loudly, as if he wanted the whole room to hear, which only made Starfire's embarrassment worse.
“Just be quiet Kira,” said Winter calmly, though she had her arms crossed and looked as if she wanted to punch him. “Just take us home.”
“Fine,” said Kira, “But this is the last time I'm driving you all. You can walk next time.” And with that he turned and walked away, heading out the front door and towards his car, parked on the side of the street.
“It's ok Star,” said Winter, “We'll get you changed and wash these as soon as we get home. Don't worry.”
Starfire sniffled, but nodded as the four of them walked out the door, and towards Kira's car.
When they got there, Starfire opened the passenger side door and made to sit down.
“Wait!” said Kira. He reached around along the floor of the car and pulled up a dirty old grocery bag. He placed it down on top of the passenger seat. “Sit on that, I don't want you getting piss on my seats.”
“Fine,” said Starfire, and she took her seat. She proceeded to turn her head and stare out the window, refusing to look at her brother. Meanwhile, Terra, Raven, and Winter piled into the back. With Terra on the left, Winter on the right, and Raven in the middle. Once they were all in, Kira began driving.
Winter and Kira argued for most of the way. Meanwhile, Starfire would only repeat that she just wanted to get home and change. At one point it seemed Kira had gotten tired of being scolded by his sister, so he turned up the radio to drown her out. Raven shifted in her seat. She’d wanted to use the bathroom after Starfire, but obviously that hadn’t happened. For the moment she tried to think of something else to distract herself
Amidst the fighting of Kira and Winter, Raven and Terra didn't say much, choosing to stay quiet while the siblings argued. That was until Terra leaned over and whispered in Raven's ear.
“I think someone should teach Kira a lesson.”
“Oh yeah?” Raven whispered back, “What do you have in mind?” Though she already had a pretty good idea of what Terra was about to say. It was obvious for anyone who’d spent a lot of time around Terra.
“He doesn't want pee in his car,” said Terra, “So I'm going to pee in his car.”
She flashed Raven a mischievous grin and quietly unbuckled her seatbelt. Then, shifting forward in her seat, she flipped her skirt up and took aim at the floor. Since she was sitting directly behind the driver’s seat, she was completely hidden from Kira, but Raven and Winter got a full view as Terra began to pee.
At first, it was only a faint trickle of pale-yellow urine, dripping down onto the black carpet at her feet. But in a few seconds she was spraying a powerful stream of piss that hissed as it gushed out of her. Possessing an unusually large bladder, Terra was able to hold a lot of pee, which meant that when she finally did release, it rushed out of her like the stream of a garden hose. It thundered against the carpet, which began absorbing the fresh piss immediately. Terra sighed with relief, and even though she was making quite a bit of noise, it was covered by the sound of the radio. Though Kira couldn’t hear Terra pissing, her scent rapidly began to fill the car.
“Wow, Starfire,” he said, after sniffing at the air, thinking that the smell was coming from Starfire’s soaked jeans, “You reek of piss.”
Meanwhile in the backseat, Terra continued to shower the carpet. Raven found it impossible to look away, even though looking seemed to make her own bladder hurt more. The stream raining down, and the look of relief on Terra’s face excited her. The way Terra’s piss just kept spraying from her slit, Raven couldn’t resist the desire to reach out and touch it. As Terra showed no signs of slowing down, Raven reached her hand over, placing it on Terra’s thighs and sliding her fingers up towards her slit.
“Watch this,” she whispered, “I’ll help you aim.” And with that she used her fingers to spread Terra’s folds, and pulled them upwards. This had the effect of aiming Terra’s stream higher, causing it to strike the back of the driver’s seat, where it dripped down to join the already massive puddle on the floor. Terra let out a soft moan as she felt Raven’s gentle touch, placing her hand on top of Raven’s, guiding her fingers.
Winter was watching from the seat on the right, though she was constantly glancing back at Kira to make sure he hadn’t noticed anything. She was amazed at Terra’s boldness. The sheer naughtiness of it was exhilarating, and she felt the desire to join in. After all, she had to go pretty badly herself. Though right as she was considering how best to do it discreetly, Kira was pulling into the driveway. Raven quickly retracted her hand and Terra cut off her stream, sliding back into her seat and putting her skirt back into place. She turned and casually looked out the window, as if nothing had happened, though her legs were still spread far apart to avoid soaking her feet in the puddle that now sat soaking into the carpet. Once Kira parked the car, all four girls got out, but he stayed in his seat.
“I’m going back,” he said, “Not going to have my night ruined because my sister wet herself.” He sniffed the air again and was greeted with the powerful scent of Terra’s piss. “Damn, it still stinks in here, thanks a lot Starfire.” And with that he reversed out of the driveway and drove off. Winter unlocked the front door, and the girls stepped inside the house. Now, they turned their attention to Starfire.
“Alright Star,” said Winter, “Why don’t you go to the laundry room and toss your clothes in the wash? I’ll go get some fresh ones for you.”
Starfire nodded. There were no longer any tears in her eyes, in fact, now she looked angry. Irritated at the way Kira had spoken to her. All she wanted to do now as get out of the soaked jeans, so she made her way down the hallway and into the laundry room, pulling the door closed behind her.
“Wow, he didn’t have to be such a jerk about it,” Starfire muttered to herself as she began stripping off her urine-soaked jeans. Her panties were completely ruined, and she pulled them off as well, cringing at the cold, damp feeling against her fur as they slid down her thighs.
She picked up her wet clothes and walked over to the washing machine. However, when she lifted the lid, she found it was already full of clothes. There were pants, gym clothes, and boxers, clearly belonging to Kira. She groaned, opening the dryer door so she could move them. Yet when she did, she found that it too was full of her brother’s clothes. A few random shirts were even scattered on top of the dryer, no way to tell if they were clean or dirty without smelling them, which she wasn’t in the mood for. Starfire was quickly starting to get annoyed.
“Fine!” she muttered, “I’ll just throw my clothes in with his stuff and he can sort them out.”
In front of the washing machine was a laundry basket filled with white clothes, mostly socks and t-shirts, seemingly already washed. Next to it was another basket that was full of dirty clothes. On top of the pile was a bottle of Tide laundry detergent. Starfire picked it up, and then immediately noticed it was too light. She shook it.
Empty.
Seemingly, he’d used the last of it on his own clothes. Starfire was pissed, what was she supposed to do now? Then, almost as if it had been brought on by her frustration, she felt a familiar pressure in her bladder.
She still needed to pee. She’d wet herself at the party, but there was still plenty more left in her bladder. Either that, or it had refilled since the incident, probably due to the all the drinks she’d had. That’s when she got an idea for how to get back at her brother.
She turned around and hopped up onto the open washing machine. Sitting on the edge, she shifted backwards to balance herself just right. Positioning herself over the washing machine’s tub as if it were a toilet. She was ready to add her own special detergent to her brothers clothes, and teach him a lesson. She took a deep breath, as it took a bit of courage for her to start peeing anywhere that wasn’t the toilet.
Her stream started as only a few golden drops, but it quickly began to grow. Her piss rained down onto her brother’s clothes, which silently absorbed the liquid. It felt good to let it out, and she sighed as her stream grew steadily more powerful, now pattering against the side of the tub with a series of metallic splashing sounds.
Just as she was really starting to feel relieved, the door opened. She gasped, trying to cover herself up. The sudden shock caused an increase in the strength of her stream. It sprayed out of her faster than ever, making it impossible to stop. It splattered loudly against the clothes below as Winter poked her head in.
“Star, I’ve got your clothes…” She trailed off, her eyes going wide as she saw the scene unfolding before her.
“Star!” she exclaimed, “What are you doing?!”
Starfire finally managed to cut off her stream, but not quickly enough. Her sister had seen everything.
“I uhh, well…” she stammered.
“You’re... why are you peeing on the laundry?!”
“Kira’s laundry,” Starfire corrected, with a slight blush. She had the feeling that there was no other option than to come clean.
“Oh, are you getting back at him?” said Winter, and she began to grin. “Well don’t stop because of me. Maybe I can help out. Actually, I think Raven and Terra can too.”
Winter beckoned to Raven and Terra from where they were waiting outside the laundry room, and they stepped inside. Raven was surprised to see Starfire in such a compromising position, but as she noticed the laundry basket full of Kira’s clothes, she figured out what was going on.
“Oh, are we getting back at Kira?” she said, “Well allow me to help, I’m absolutely bursting.” And with that she strode over to the clean laundry basket and stood over it, her bladder threatening to burst at any second. She lifted her plaid skirt and quickly lowered her underwear down to her knees. She dropped into a low squat over the pile of clean clothes in the basket. Lifting her tail up to keep it from getting wet, she began to pee. Raven’s stream immediately sprayed out at full force, it seemed she wasn’t lying about how badly she needed to go. A clean white t-shirt positioned at the top of the pile took the brunt of the torrent, quickly becoming stained with Raven’s yellow urine. Raven couldn’t help but sigh with relief. She even closed her eyes, holding onto the sides of the basket for support as she let her body relax, her piss flooding the basket, staining everything it touched.
Seeing Raven drenching Kira’s clean clothes with her piss was enough to encourage Winter to act. She looked over at the dryer, where the door was still hanging open. She walked over to it, and In one swift movement, she hiked her leg up onto the dryer. Reaching beneath her skirt, she pulled her panties out of the way and let loose.
Immediately, a light, golden trickle of piss began to spray from her slit. The first few drops fell to the floor tiles below, splattering and pooling, but in no time at all the stream built up to full strength, shooting straight into the dryer. Some of Kira’s freshly dried underwear was taking the full blast of Winter’s pee, which soaked into the fabric, staining it before trickling down to soak the other clothing beneath. She swayed her hips back and forth, causing her stream to spray from side to side to soak as much clothing as possible. It felt good, both to let it all out, and to be getting back at Kira. She locked eyes with her sister, who was watching the events play out in front of her in awe.
“Don’t be embarrassed, Starfire, let it all out, you’ll feel much better after getting a bit of revenge on Kira.”
“Yeah” said Raven, in-between moans of relief, “Ahhhhh, it feels so good.” Then, she looked down at the laundry basket she was peeing into, and seeing that it was thoroughly soaked, she cut off her stream, only to move to the other basket. There, she assumed a half-squatting position and released once again.
Even with the other’s encouragement, it was quite difficult for Starfire to start her stream up again with so many people in the room. She felt a bit pee shy, but as she listened to the hissing sounds of both Starfire and Raven’s streams being absorbed by fabric, she felt the urge building inside her again. Closing her eyes to concentrate on the sound, she started to pee again. The first few drops were quietly absorbed by the clothing in the washing machine beneath her, but as the stream built up strength, it made a hissing and splattering sound to rival the others, echoing inside the tub of the machine.
Now, the only one who wasn’t peeing on Kira’s clothing was Terra. To be fair, the Jex had already left her mark on something of his, but she didn’t want to be left out of this act of naughty peeing. Unfortunately, all the good spots seemed to be taken, so she’d have to get creative. Scanning around the laundry room, she soon found a suitable receptacle.
She approached the basket where Raven was still showering all the dirty clothes with a seemingly endless downpour of piss. Terra reached around Raven and grabbed the bottle of Tide laundry detergent sitting in the basket. Fortunately, it seemed to be the only thing that wasn’t completely covered in Raven’s pee. As she reached for it she made sure to brush her hand against Raven’s ass, which was so perfectly exposed due to her half-squatting position. This had the effect of causing Raven to gasp and blush as she realized that Terra was reciprocating the touch that she’d given her in the car. As Terra brought her hand back up, she allowed the back of her hand to lightly graze along Raven’s thigh, to which Raven responded with a soft moan.
As Terra lifted the bottle, she immediately noticed how light it was. Empty, well that would certainly make things easier. She removed the cap of the bottle, setting it atop the washing machine next to Starfire’s thigh. She stood with her legs spread apart, and moved the bottle underneath her skirt. Then once she was sure it was in position she began to release. The first few drops fell straight to the bottom, pattering against the plastic. Terra carefully controlled her stream, making sure not to spill a single drop as she began to fill the bottle with her piss.
Starfire was the first to finish, since she’d had a head-start compared to the others. The last few drops trickled out and she hopped down from the washing machine. Then, another problem presented itself.
“Does anyone have a tissue?” she asked. She didn’t want to walk through the house while still dripping. Fortunately Winter had the solution. With her leg still hiked up on the dryer, a waning stream of piss spraying straight through the door, she used her free hand to lift one of the shirts laying on top of the machine and handed it to her sister.
“Here take this,” she said, “He’s going to have to wash everything again anyway after we’re done.”
Starfire accepted the improvised tissue, wiping her pussy with it. She dropped it into the washing machine and turned her attention towards Winter’s stream, forgetting for the moment that she was standing there naked from the waist down.
Winter’s stream had weakened so much at this point that she practically had to thrust her hips up against the dryer to get the last of it inside. When her stream finished, she reached for a shirt to wipe herself with, but Starfire grabbed it first.
“Allow me,” said Starfire, in a sudden act of boldness as she used the shirt as a tissue to wipe her sister. Once she’d wiped away all the pee, she tossed the shirt into the dryer and brushed her bare hand against her sister’s folds. Starfire gasped, but then began to shiver with anticipation. The twins had a history of being intimate with each other, and relief seemed to have brought about arousal in both of them.
It was at this point that Terra finished, since her bladder hadn’t been as full as the others. With the Tide bottle nearly full, her bladder was empty. She put the cap back on and set the bottle back into the basket. She shook the remaining drops off onto the formerly-clean basket.
Raven’s stream was still surprisingly powerful. The second basket was now just as soaked as the first. Her piss dripping down to be absorbed by the clothes at the very bottom. She looked around at the others, and then blushed, seeing that they were already done.
“I really needed to go.” she said, with a bit of a shy smile as her stream finally started to taper off. A few more spurts of piss, and she was empty. As she stood, Terra approached her. Seemingly inspired by Starfire and Winter, she used one of Kira’s shirts to wipe Raven’s slit. She dropped the shirt into the basket and began stroking Raven’s lower lips with her bare hand instead, and Raven felt arousal coursing through her body in response to Terra’s delicate touch.
The room smelled heavily of urine. A combination of four distinct scents wafted through the air as Winter temporarily broke away from Starfire’s touch to survey the damage. In the washer, dryer, and two laundry baskets, Kira’s clothes were drenched and stained with piss. The clothes that had absorbed a lot of pee would almost certainly take more than one washing to remove the scent of whichever girl had marked it. And even then, when he tried to wash the clothes, he’d only be pouring Terra’s fresh urine all over them. She laughed, picking up the bottle that now contained Terra’s pee, and upon seeing its label she couldn’t resist cracking a joke.
“Hey, look,” she said, “It’s a Tide ad!”- 6
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For your first story posted here, I think you did a wonderful job, a few places that can be improved, but I’m not that good at writing my self. One tip I can give ( just an opinion) is when it comes down to the peeing parts, ( and sexual parts) you could add a bit more detail to it. Depending on how much detail could make your story extreamly sexually hot, to entertaining for the readers. The thought of a school that allows its students and staff to wee wherever they want freely is very enlightening to me. I cannot wait for the next chapter to see what happens! And I hope to see you grow and adapt your own unique writing style!
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I am patiently awaiting the next chapter of your fine work. :)
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You, you have cought my attention. and have a intent reader. This is the part of the watersports fetish that i thrive for. i enjoy roleplays where items are marked and claimed by the individual by their scent of piss. having electronics like a xbox one, a computer, ect ruined by the golden honey liquid. You... you have created a master piece. I await for your next chapter!!!
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On 6/14/2017 at 7:46 AM, Ozabot said:
Topic on Reddit about Eroshare's shutting down
https://www.reddit.com/r/Pee/comments/6g33rd/eroshare/
There are some links to Eroshare accounts with a lot of pee videos to save
any idea how i can goabout saving the videos? my video converter only sees one video out of the multiple on there
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I personally enjoyed the Video gallery. there where plenty of videos i would want to keep for my own collection on there. Im sad to see it gone.
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I honestly think you should do a part 2, maybe a 3rd. This is some of your best work by far. The girls all got a taste of serving just dessert ( catch the drift?) that I'm sure it won't just stop here. The girls might indulge in some lesbian action after seeing each others pussys? This story has opened a whole new world.
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Hey buddy, just finished reading the story. And I must say, I think you took a lot of my advice and utilized it well in here in two scenes, that I noticed at least. This story would be a 4 1/2 stars in my opinion, as it shows just what can happen in a bathroom with a ton of drunk girls. I feel your pain about cleaning bathrooms, I did it for a few years at a grocery store, it wasn't fun at all. I've seen what your talking about, but even had to clean up their mess in the isles that magically appeared some how. The scat part wasn't overly done, it was played just right to skim over for those who don't like it, same for the tampon part.
Your work has improved since the revenge story you did, and I can tell. Keep writing what comes to your mind, as some scenes won't be every ones cup of piss, but that's how you appeal to every type of audience. I've seen a few story's that had a disclaimer before a scene saying what was in the scene and to skip ahead if they didn't like what that topic, and that scene wasn't a key scene to the story either, just a scene for erotic pleasure. Might be and idea to implement? Any ways keep up the good work.
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Revenge pissing, territorial markings, heck, even some wettings are major turn one for me. Your story has some major potential to be great. A 5 out of 5 stars. But I sadly would give it a 3. Here is why.
The story felt a bit rushed, especially when it came down to some of the peeing parts. A few more scentences here n there would have helped fix that. The peeing scenes needed to be a bit more detailed in my opinion. It needs a bit more to make it a 5 star reading to me.
When it came down to the orgasom scene over the ashes, that was one of the hottest parts, but once again, the peeing felt rushed to wrap up the story.
I could keep giving feedback about it, but I feel I have sadly aggitated some fans of yours with this critique of your work.
Don't get me wrong. I liked the story, and can't wait to see what elts you have composed, and soon to create. I'm also sure that the Amy's payback will be a masterpiece if it has stuff that this story had in it too. :)
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Would love to see a part 2 to this!