Liberation (01): Heidis first wetting

[Naughts 325]

Heidi was a nature child. There was nothing in the world she loved more than being outside surrounded by trees and plants. She was, in fact, a gardener by passion and profession. Her dream was to own her own gardening company, but until that could happen, the 24 year old was employed at a company that tended the yards of the villas in and around Berlin.

Normally Heidi didn´t mind the job too much. Most of the clients didn´t care about the details of the job as long as it looked pretty so she was quite free about desicions (often she chose the plants that where best for biodiversity over the ones that where beautiful but useless).

Today was not a good day though. All morning she sat in the office, being in meetings with the boss and the other gardeners and trying to communicate with clients. Heidi hated these hours in the office. She got crazy fidgety after a short time when not in the fresh air. And sitting still in a chair was worse than hell for her. In the forest she could sit still for hours watching the deers and butterflies, but indoors? Nope.

Then, in the afternoon when she finally got to work outside, they had the worst of the worst clients ever. It was the backyard of a huge mansion, belonging to one of the richest families all over Germany. They had their whole yard remodeled, making the pool bigger and adding a huge barbecue area. After those areas where built, Heidis job was to finish off the areas in between. She would have made the area look beautiful, could in fact see it all in her head already. But when she saw the plans, she could have screamed and wept at the same time. It was one of those stone gardens where you take away everyting natural, put down a plastic tarp and put fancy stones on top, soaking them in pesticides. And there would not even be potted plants! No! The client wanted ugly stone sculptures and fake plastic plants! Heidi hated her life sometimes. Also Heidi was working alone today. Often they were sent out in pairs or groups of three but today was one of those boring solo days.

It was a hot day today so Heidi was wearing kneelength Engelbert Strauss work shorts and a dark green t-shirt with the company logo on the back, showing off her muscular arms and legs. Safety shoes, a baseball cap and working gloves completed her look. Stone gardens always meant hard physical work. Heavy black tarps, that got very hot in the sun, had to be rolled out, and wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow of cobblestone had to be spread around. Very soon Heidi´s short blonde hair was sweat-glued to her forehead and her shirt clung to her back and stomach.

Heidi was chugging waterbottle after waterbottle, forgetting about all the coffee she drank in the morning to survive the meeting and office work, and working herself up more and more about the stupid rich client and his ideas of a beautiful garden. She worked really hard though, trying to get this job done as soon as humanly possible.

After about two hours (three more until her end of working day) she started to feel some pressure in her bladder and suddenly remembered that this client had explicidly said that there where no toilets to use for the workers. She decided to ignore her need and continued working and drinking water to endure the heat.

But after about another half an hour Heidi realised that there was no chance to hold her pee until she got home. While never stopping to wheel gravel around, she thought about her options.

On other jobs it was quite normal for the gardeners to just squat or whip it out behind a hedge or tree. They all did it and it was no secret or even a big deal. Heidi herself had been hiking and camping outdoors her whole life, so peeing in the grass was like second nature to her. Though today there were no hedges or trees or any places to hide at all. The whole yard was dead and empty and visible from the house. Dropping her pants was not an option.

The property was surrounded by fences, also Heidi knew better than to trespass into some peoples properties while on job. The street in front of the mansion was one of the poshest streets in all Berlin without any places to hide.

Suddenly, while Heidi was shovelling some more of the fancy white gravel into her wheelbarrow she felt a quick spurt of pee gushing out of her. Since she was not wearing any panties, she could feel it running down her legs a few centimetres before soaking into her shorts. Surprised she looked down into her crotch but couldn´t see anything.

She wasn´t sure though whether she didn´t see anything because the black fabric was not showing wetness or because it just wasn´t enough pee to make a visible patch.

Before really thinking about it, Heidi let out the next gush for a few seconds, barely managing to stop. She was still looking down, and this time she could see a shiny spot appearing just underneath her crotch. But soon after she stopped peeing, the wetness soaked into the material and could not really be seen anymore.

That got her mind turning. She didn´t need to undress herself to pee now! In this hot weather the cooling wetness was even a nice feeling!

Another wave of pressure rolled over her and while pressing her legs together Heidi realised that she was still standing there and very oviously looking at her own crotch. Anyone looking at her from the mansion would have been able to tell that she was doing something weird.

Quickly the young woman straightened herself up and grabbing her water bottle she sat down on the pile of gravel, trying to look as casual as possible.

Heidi tried her best to look like she was taking a normal short break, drinking some water and rolling her shoulders.

Then she was ready. Hesitantly she let some pee flow out of her, pinching her inner muscles to keep the flow even but after a few seconds she couldn´t keep back anymore. Heidi let loose. Piss was glouriously gushing out of her, hissing loudly and pooling in her shorts before soaking through the fabric at her bottom and flowing into the gravel. It was awesome.

When the pressure slowly decreased Heidi realised she was holding her breath. She inhaled and exhaled deeply while enjoying the now easy flow washing around her private parts.

Finally she was empty. She was shocked. What had she done? But quickly she realised that there was no sense in doubting the rights and wrongs of the situation. She had been desperate without a possibility to not wet her pants. And it felt good.

Determined she stood up, feeling one or two drops trailing down her bare legs, and grabbed her shovel.

The gardener shoveled the wet gravel into her wheelbarrow and spred it on the tarps. Very quickly the gravel dried in the sun and a quick glance at her pants confirmed, that there where no signs left of her action.

At least now Heidi had something else on her mind for the rest of her workday than the hatred for this absurd „garden“. She thought about wetting herself in different situations and how convenient it was. Also her wet pants felt really nice and cool in the heat. She was definitely doing this again!

In fact, about half an hour later she already felt the slight need to pee again. Without overtinking it, she let out a spurt of piss for about five seconds, resoaking her shorts that had been nearly dry again.

And that is the way Heidi continued to wet herself for the remaining day in the hideous garden. Everytime she felt like it she let a small spurt flow out of her, loving the feeling more and more each time.

At the end she was nearly looking forward to the next day, when she would finish this project. And pee her pants all day long.

 

 

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thanks for reading!

this is my first story so I need feedback please 🙂

I hope it wasn´t too obvious that English is not my first language.

I sort of have a plan to continue this story and ideas for other characters. Hopefully I will write more.

[wetwulf 3,324]

Wonderful story @Naughts. I definitely want to learn more about Heidi, and I am excited about what will happen next since she has discovered how great wetting feels.

[Kupar 13,343]

A very nice scenario, and I like the way you have built up Heidi's like of wetting. Very promising 🙂 Thank you! 

[MaxWasTaken 522]

Title: Liberation
Main character: Heidi 
I was so sure that this was a story about the second world war xD. Im happy i was wrong. I especially liked how you described how she discovered that she liked wetting. Question tho: why wasn't she wearing underwear ? I got the feeling that she wasn't a very naughty person before this encounter. If this isn't a plot point in part 2 of the story (which i haven't read yet) i would suggest that you explore this part of her personality a bit more.