In The Drive-Thru

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features peeing in a semi-public place; in a container

Burgers, she just had to be craving burgers. Clary and Izzy both had been craving them, but Izzy drew the short straw. She had to go pick them up. 

She pulled up to the fast food resturant and she sighed, the drive thru was so damn long. The line was backed up well into the parking lot. Usually in this situation she would just go inside, but the dining room was closed. Fuck. Drive thru it is then. She joined the line and sighed, shifting her car into park. It was going to be a long wait. She cracked her window and took a sip out of her water bottle, it was so hot out. But nothing she couldn't handle in her shorts and crop top. 

As the line slowly started to inch forward, she finished her bottle of water. And she was still so thirsty.

But she also felt a small tug in her bladder at the same time. 

She shifted slightly in her seat, scooting her car forward before putting it in park again. It felt like she hadn't moved at all and as she checked her clock, it had already been 20 minutes. What the hell? Why did so many people need fatty food right now?

She was starting to get a little despirate, but there was no where she could get out of line. She was boxed in. She had to finish this out. 

But that realization made her realize how much she truely had to go. 

Her need went from 5 to 9 almost immedately and she groaned, pushing her hair back. God she had to go. 

She shifted in her seat again, pressing her thighs together. As long as she could stay like this, she would be alright. But right as she got comfortable, the line moved forward again. Dammit. She spread her legs and pressed down on the gas, moving forward barely an inch. She's getting so close to the speaker, but so far. She slipped a hand between her legs, pressing hard against her crotch. If she could just keep it in, that'd be great. But she didn't know how much longer she could hold on. The line jumped forword and she smiled, finally getting up to the speaker. 

"Yes, I'd like two double burgers, one with no tomatoes and one with no pick- oh," she gasped, pressing harder against herself. She leaked a little, she felt it. It wouldn't be enough to show up on her shorts, she knew that, but it made her realize just how close to the edge she was. Fuck. "No pickles," she finally finished, closing her eyes for a moment.

"Fries and drinks?" the man over the speaker asked and she had to grip her thighs together tighter, the last thing she wanted to think about was drinks, dammit. 

"Yes, two cokes please," she finally said, resting her head on the steering wheel for a moment. He told her her total and she just nodded. And then the line didn't move again. Of course. 

Her breathing became labored, she had to pee so bad. Shit. She can't remember the last time she had to go this badly, she felt like Clary. She cracked open her eye and looked over at the cup holder, spotting an empty cup from the last time they ate out. Could she really pee in an empty cup in her car like this? She felt the urine pressing against her urethra and that made her decision for her. 

She put the car in park once again and popped the lid open on her cup, throwing it on the seat beside her. She shifted her shorts down just a little and raised her ass off the seat, enough to fit the cup under her and it won't spill from being sideways. She bit her lip as she started to let go, a slow but steady stream working its way down the side of her cup. It was sweet bliss, complete relief. The stream picked up and it thundered against the opposide side of the cup, splashing as it met the liquid at the bottom of the cup. The line started to move and she started to panic, pinching off her stream and sitting back down bare assed, working her way up towards the first window. She laid her wallet in her lap to cover up, kicking off her shorts so it'd be less obvious. At least this would make it look like maybe she had on a bathing suit bottom or something. She paid and inched forward again, and the second she was out of their line of sight she shoved the cup back between her legs and pushed, hard, trying to force the rest of the piss inside of her into the cup. The second she was done she dumped the cup outside of the window and got confortable again, just in time to make it to the second window and get their food.

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I can’t help thinking this has been played out in many places recently with all the restaurants being closed.  Hot to imagine how many people stuck in queues are desperate with no toilets available