Something rather different from the usual threads here. I thought it could be a fun idea to add some illustartions to my story this time, just to try something new and make it hopefully a bit more interesting.
The premise of this little piece of fiction is simple: an artist's bladder starts to make itself notice while she's outside painting a mural.
The story contains female desperation and peeing - Enjoy!
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It was early in the morning when Jackie finally found that almost un
All she wanted was to leave and go pee. But even if she would've had the chance to do so, where would she go? It was an unknown area the woman found herself in and all around her walls, walls, people, cars and more walls. No restaurant, no public bathroom, not even apartments where she could bother people to ask for a toilet. In short, it was the worst place one could be with a full bladder.
The evening hours arrived and Jackie took benefit from the strong decrease of people around he