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Hers had been headed back to the main garage at the headquarters, and it was a nice car, too – not the luxury model she had gotten to drive once, but still a comfortable and sleek car all the same. And whoever had taken it to the airport had tracked a lot of muddy, gritty snow into both the back and front of the car, which meant it would have to be cleaned.\n\nAnd if it had to be cleaned anyway, then a little extra mess wouldn't matter...\n\nFelicia had fought off those thoughts past the first rest stop on the way back, but not the second. Her heart had been racing as she'd taken the offramp and gone to the very far back of the parking lot around the gas station and the modest collection of fast food outlets with it, finding the most remote parking spot in the whole lot. As soon as she had turned off the engine she climbed into the back, pushed the passenger side seat forward as far as it would go, squatted down, leaned back, and unleashed her bladder on the exposed short carpet. In the nearly-silent car interior she'd heard every splash and had watched every moment, and in the wake of it had been so intensely aroused that she had rubbed one out then and there, leaving her breathless in the back seat. After a quick trip to the bathrooms to clean up and stopping by a fast food joint to grab her own lunch, she had put the passenger seat back in its original position and gone on her way, feeling infinitely better than before.\n\nAt least until now, as she shifted in place just inside the front door of her home, her thighs rubbing together from the memories. She did have to pee again, but she was at home, and she couldn't indulge herself there – there was no appeal to it if she had to be the one to clean up afterwards, nor was she about to head back out in this weather. The last time the weather had been like this, she'd been at her brother's place, and she'd had no shortage of fun there...\n\nHer thighs pressed together more tightly from her growing arousal. She HAD recorded those adventures. The memories alone were already getting her riled up again, but she didn't have to be content with just that.\n\nHurrying upstairs, her cheeks flushed and her breaths coming quickly, Felicia stopped by the bathroom only long enough to grab a spare towel before slipping into her bedroom. Laying the towel out on the bed, she tugged her toy box out from underneath the bed and grabbed the first dildo her fingers came into contact with, her other hand reaching under her skirt to pull down her panties to her ankles. She stepped out of only one leg hole, hastily shoving the toy box back under the bed with one foot as she climbed onto the bed, leaving her panties dangling around her left ankle.\n\nHer chest heaved with arousal as she dropped the toy on the towel, her hand diving into her pocket to pull out her phone, and then she immediately pulled her skirt upward. She was too horny to undress any further, and it took all her focus just to unlock her phone and pull up the gallery app so she could bring up everything she'd saved from her trip to her brother's place – all already separated into its own folder away from the actual holiday photos.\n\nGetting into position as she tapped on the first one, Felicia spread her legs wide, her rump and tail positioned on top of the towel as she lay on her back. Her right hand moved to her slit and stroked over it – she was already soaking wet, her nectar leaking from her pussy, her upper thighs already damp. Her left hand held the phone steady as she looked at the first pictures, showing the dripping rack of summer clothing she had found in her brother's attic. She pressed her fingers against her wet folds a little more firmly, remembering that first night and how much of a mess she had made...\n\nSwiping left on her phone, she flicked past a couple more pictures and to the first video. This one was the first box. She hadn't had any idea if it would be hotter to pee in a box without opening it or to open it first – so she had done both on different nights to compare. This first video featured the closed box, its flaps mostly down, though not enough to fully seal it. Felicia watched the slightly shaky camera feed of her pussy hovering over the top of the box as she squatted, the camera held at a slightly low angle. Her own breaths came through clearly on the recording, and then a stream of pee gushed from her slit and rained down onto the box, pattering on the cardboard, quickly drenching it.\n\nShe bit her lip as she watched her past self showering the top of the box, lifting the phone to show the excess dripping into the box interior – which was too dark to see into even with the flashlight. So much the better. She never had opened up that box in the end, and as Felicia teased her middle finger over her clit, she wondered once again what could have possibly been in there. Was that rain of golden droplets soaking into more clothes? Decorations? Papers? She huffed and let out a little squeak of delight, then, seeing her stream waning in the video, swiped left to move on to the next one.\n\nThis one was the open box, and she'd had the camera at a much higher angle this time, recording more or less the same angle she had had at the time: downwards and angled back towards herself. The phone's flashlight lit up the box's contents, which had turned out to be a bunch of old CD cases – it was very unlikely any of them would be used again, but it hadn't mattered to her at the time: they were her brother's and she was getting away with soaking them. It had made a fair bit more noise as her piss splashed onto the topmost ones and rattled the lot of them, and the hard surface had meant her piss had cascaded down inside of the box, sure to cover everything inside of it rather than just soaking into the topmost items. Felicia panted a bit, staring at the screen as she rubbed her loins. The closed box had been far hotter, but this was still good...\n\nAnother leftward swipe brought her to a much steadier video, where she had left her phone propped on one chair facing the rest of the stack of old chairs she had 'borrowed'. The recording began with her hand by the phone as she had started the recording, and then showed her walking, bottomless, to the opposite chair. Climbing up onto it backwards, she placed her hands on the backrest and knelt on the seat, her legs spread out to the very edges of the seat. Sticking her hips out a bit and raising her tail to give the best view she could to the camera, Felicia watched the recording of herself taking a few breaths and then letting loose.\n\nIt had been amazing then, and it was still amazing now: her pale stream of piss gushed out and onto the cushion of the chair, soaking into it and visibly darkening the padding, soon producing a pattering sound as the fabric was saturated. Without taking her eyes off the screen, Felicia's free hand groped for the dildo and brought it to her slit, no longer content with just her fingers, pressing the silicone toy into her wet folds. She let out a moan and shivered, but kept her focus on the recording because it was getting better: the stack of chairs was tilted ever so slightly forward, which meant that the excess piss was flowing to the front of the chair. And from there it dripped down the front of the chair and then onto the one underneath, cascading down like a waterfall that also soaked into the front part of the padding of each chair in the stack. As she watched the show, pumping the toy in and out of her slit, she wished she could have zoomed in somehow, but she had the next best thing...\n\nSwiping again, she skimmed through a couple of pictures she had taken in the aftermath, close-ups of the soaked chair stack. Each one's wood and fabric soaked with her urine, the wet wooden parts glistening in the light of the flashlight. Her breaths came faster as she worked the toy in and out of her slit, but not too quickly – she still had some more recordings to get through.\n\nThe next one was a reprisal of her showering of the clothes rack, since she hadn't recorded it the first time. The phone camera had been placed to the side, and she had put the one dry chair back on the top of the stack so she could lean back on it. The angle really caught the arch of her spray as she rocked her hips from side to side and pissed all over the rack of clothes, leaving none of them untouched by the rain of otter pee. Meanwhile in the present time she squeaked and shivered as she gripped the toy firmly to pump it in and out of her slit, her whiskers quivering and her tail thumping on the towel. The more wild she got, the more she loved it – both at the time, and looking back.\n\nHer eyes closed for a moment. If only she could do that all the time! Even when she managed to get in a sneaky pee at work it had to be somewhere subtle – she couldn't just spray all over the interior like she had that one time in the car that was about to be crushed. But what if she could? That van she had taken in the morning had seats that could lower down, so she could have reached the whole thing from the back of it with enough force...\n\nHuffing, she slowed her hand down again. Not yet, she wasn't done yet.\n\nAnother swipe, this one opening with her past self panting heavily. This one was from New Year's, when her whole family had stayed up late, putting a damper on her ability to get up to mischief. It didn't help that she'd joined in some of the drinking too, so by the time everyone had gone to bed and she had been able to sneak into the attic, she had been absolutely bursting to pee. \"Nnnh, ahhn...\" the Felicia in the recording groaned in desperation, fumbling with the camera and looking around frantically, swinging the camera about. \"Gotta find something quick...!\"\n\nThe Felicia from back then shivered, muttered, \"There's no time...!\" and grabbed a folded red blanket off of a shelf, tossing it onto the floor. Then, ripping open the Velcro strap on her skirt and tossing it aside, she squatted down over it and tugged her panties aside just in time, her camera capturing the heavy gush of piss that erupted from her slit right after. \"Ohhhhh...!\" she moaned out in relief, though quietly, bringing the camera down closer to her stream. The spray of urine soaked into the blanket readily, and as the present-day Felicia watched, her hand sped up its motions again.\n\nThat would have been hot enough by itself, simply grabbing something and immediately using it without care or setup – but then her past self went out of her way to make a bigger mess, shifting her hips about and adjusting her feet to keep spraying dry parts of the blanket. \"Oh... oh, there's so much...\" the recorded Felicia moaned softly, her heavy stream continuing to spray around. \"I could soak this whole thing...\"\n\nShe hadn't quite been able to, but not for a lack of trying: in the recording she continued to shift around and even stood up just a little more to better move about and drench as much of the blanket as she could in a shower of pale pee. A majority of the blanket was wet by the time she had finished, leaving the present Felicia huffing as she pumped the dildo back and forth energetically. Past Felicia had been just as worked up, and without stopping the recording she had begun fingering herself, still mumbling absently, \"So much... so good... gotta find... another dry spot...\"\n\nIt hadn't taken long at all for her past self to climax with how incredibly worked up she had been, giving a muffled squeak and shivering, the feed a little blurry from the shaking as she squirted onto the blanket. Though she had been too caught up in the moment at the time to watch, the present Felicia was able to see most of the splash of juices hit the blanket and soak into it just like her piss had done...\n\nToo riled up, Felicia failed to stop herself from going over the edge, and as soon as she felt the tingling of her impending orgasm she went all-out, pumping the toy in and out of her slit until she hit her peak. With no need to be quiet this time, she squeaked and moaned loudly and writhed on the bed with her legs spread wide, squirting onto the toy, her undertail, and the towel on her bed, her eyes shut tightly as she rode out her orgasm. Mental images flashed through her mind of all she had done and wished she could do, drawing out the euphoric bliss a little longer until she flopped on her back on the bed and lay panting in recovery.\n\nFor a little while she lay there, the video reaching its end and stopping. Eventually she came back to her senses, pressing a button on the side of her phone to turn off the screen, and sighed softly as she set it aside. She'd have to clean herself up, but that wasn't that big of a deal. The only thing souring her mood was the returning thought that she couldn't indulge herself all the time – she had a full bladder but she'd have to waste it on the toilet, or maybe the shower, but it just wasn't as good.\n\nShe shook her head and withdrew the juice-covered toy from her slit as she began to sit up. She couldn't let it get her down that much. All the more reason to take every other opportunity she could get, at work or while out and about... and to be more diligent about recording them for later use.\n",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>Shivering from the cold as she hurried in through the front door of her house, Felicia quickly closed the door behind her and then stomped her feet on the doormat to get the snow off of her shoes. It had been a very bracing ten seconds or so between the warmth of her car and the warmth of her house through the blizzard that was raging outside. She hadn&#039;t gotten caught in traffic on the way home from work so it was only just after six, which meant she had the whole evening ahead of her. Now that it was late January and the holiday traffic was long gone, her job at Carport hadn&#039;t been too hectic, aside from days like this when the weather was particularly nasty.<br /><br />The otter&#039;s thoughts returned to earlier as she took off her jacket and shoes, leaving her in a long skirt, a sweater, and thick socks. She&#039;d gone out to the airport with a van full of other employees, each of whom had picked up a rental car and driven it off elsewhere. Hers had been headed back to the main garage at the headquarters, and it was a nice car, too &ndash; not the luxury model she had gotten to drive once, but still a comfortable and sleek car all the same. And whoever had taken it to the airport had tracked a lot of muddy, gritty snow into both the back and front of the car, which meant it would have to be cleaned.<br /><br />And if it had to be cleaned anyway, then a little extra mess wouldn&#039;t matter...<br /><br />Felicia had fought off those thoughts past the first rest stop on the way back, but not the second. Her heart had been racing as she&#039;d taken the offramp and gone to the very far back of the parking lot around the gas station and the modest collection of fast food outlets with it, finding the most remote parking spot in the whole lot. As soon as she had turned off the engine she climbed into the back, pushed the passenger side seat forward as far as it would go, squatted down, leaned back, and unleashed her bladder on the exposed short carpet. In the nearly-silent car interior she&#039;d heard every splash and had watched every moment, and in the wake of it had been so intensely aroused that she had rubbed one out then and there, leaving her breathless in the back seat. After a quick trip to the bathrooms to clean up and stopping by a fast food joint to grab her own lunch, she had put the passenger seat back in its original position and gone on her way, feeling infinitely better than before.<br /><br />At least until now, as she shifted in place just inside the front door of her home, her thighs rubbing together from the memories. She did have to pee again, but she was at home, and she couldn&#039;t indulge herself there &ndash; there was no appeal to it if she had to be the one to clean up afterwards, nor was she about to head back out in this weather. The last time the weather had been like this, she&#039;d been at her brother&#039;s place, and she&#039;d had no shortage of fun there...<br /><br />Her thighs pressed together more tightly from her growing arousal. She HAD recorded those adventures. The memories alone were already getting her riled up again, but she didn&#039;t have to be content with just that.<br /><br />Hurrying upstairs, her cheeks flushed and her breaths coming quickly, Felicia stopped by the bathroom only long enough to grab a spare towel before slipping into her bedroom. Laying the towel out on the bed, she tugged her toy box out from underneath the bed and grabbed the first dildo her fingers came into contact with, her other hand reaching under her skirt to pull down her panties to her ankles. She stepped out of only one leg hole, hastily shoving the toy box back under the bed with one foot as she climbed onto the bed, leaving her panties dangling around her left ankle.<br /><br />Her chest heaved with arousal as she dropped the toy on the towel, her hand diving into her pocket to pull out her phone, and then she immediately pulled her skirt upward. She was too horny to undress any further, and it took all her focus just to unlock her phone and pull up the gallery app so she could bring up everything she&#039;d saved from her trip to her brother&#039;s place &ndash; all already separated into its own folder away from the actual holiday photos.<br /><br />Getting into position as she tapped on the first one, Felicia spread her legs wide, her rump and tail positioned on top of the towel as she lay on her back. Her right hand moved to her slit and stroked over it &ndash; she was already soaking wet, her nectar leaking from her pussy, her upper thighs already damp. Her left hand held the phone steady as she looked at the first pictures, showing the dripping rack of summer clothing she had found in her brother&#039;s attic. She pressed her fingers against her wet folds a little more firmly, remembering that first night and how much of a mess she had made...<br /><br />Swiping left on her phone, she flicked past a couple more pictures and to the first video. This one was the first box. She hadn&#039;t had any idea if it would be hotter to pee in a box without opening it or to open it first &ndash; so she had done both on different nights to compare. This first video featured the closed box, its flaps mostly down, though not enough to fully seal it. Felicia watched the slightly shaky camera feed of her pussy hovering over the top of the box as she squatted, the camera held at a slightly low angle. Her own breaths came through clearly on the recording, and then a stream of pee gushed from her slit and rained down onto the box, pattering on the cardboard, quickly drenching it.<br /><br />She bit her lip as she watched her past self showering the top of the box, lifting the phone to show the excess dripping into the box interior &ndash; which was too dark to see into even with the flashlight. So much the better. She never had opened up that box in the end, and as Felicia teased her middle finger over her clit, she wondered once again what could have possibly been in there. Was that rain of golden droplets soaking into more clothes? Decorations? Papers? She huffed and let out a little squeak of delight, then, seeing her stream waning in the video, swiped left to move on to the next one.<br /><br />This one was the open box, and she&#039;d had the camera at a much higher angle this time, recording more or less the same angle she had had at the time: downwards and angled back towards herself. The phone&#039;s flashlight lit up the box&#039;s contents, which had turned out to be a bunch of old CD cases &ndash; it was very unlikely any of them would be used again, but it hadn&#039;t mattered to her at the time: they were her brother&#039;s and she was getting away with soaking them. It had made a fair bit more noise as her piss splashed onto the topmost ones and rattled the lot of them, and the hard surface had meant her piss had cascaded down inside of the box, sure to cover everything inside of it rather than just soaking into the topmost items. Felicia panted a bit, staring at the screen as she rubbed her loins. The closed box had been far hotter, but this was still good...<br /><br />Another leftward swipe brought her to a much steadier video, where she had left her phone propped on one chair facing the rest of the stack of old chairs she had &#039;borrowed&#039;. The recording began with her hand by the phone as she had started the recording, and then showed her walking, bottomless, to the opposite chair. Climbing up onto it backwards, she placed her hands on the backrest and knelt on the seat, her legs spread out to the very edges of the seat. Sticking her hips out a bit and raising her tail to give the best view she could to the camera, Felicia watched the recording of herself taking a few breaths and then letting loose.<br /><br />It had been amazing then, and it was still amazing now: her pale stream of piss gushed out and onto the cushion of the chair, soaking into it and visibly darkening the padding, soon producing a pattering sound as the fabric was saturated. Without taking her eyes off the screen, Felicia&#039;s free hand groped for the dildo and brought it to her slit, no longer content with just her fingers, pressing the silicone toy into her wet folds. She let out a moan and shivered, but kept her focus on the recording because it was getting better: the stack of chairs was tilted ever so slightly forward, which meant that the excess piss was flowing to the front of the chair. And from there it dripped down the front of the chair and then onto the one underneath, cascading down like a waterfall that also soaked into the front part of the padding of each chair in the stack. As she watched the show, pumping the toy in and out of her slit, she wished she could have zoomed in somehow, but she had the next best thing...<br /><br />Swiping again, she skimmed through a couple of pictures she had taken in the aftermath, close-ups of the soaked chair stack. Each one&#039;s wood and fabric soaked with her urine, the wet wooden parts glistening in the light of the flashlight. Her breaths came faster as she worked the toy in and out of her slit, but not too quickly &ndash; she still had some more recordings to get through.<br /><br />The next one was a reprisal of her showering of the clothes rack, since she hadn&#039;t recorded it the first time. The phone camera had been placed to the side, and she had put the one dry chair back on the top of the stack so she could lean back on it. The angle really caught the arch of her spray as she rocked her hips from side to side and pissed all over the rack of clothes, leaving none of them untouched by the rain of otter pee. Meanwhile in the present time she squeaked and shivered as she gripped the toy firmly to pump it in and out of her slit, her whiskers quivering and her tail thumping on the towel. The more wild she got, the more she loved it &ndash; both at the time, and looking back.<br /><br />Her eyes closed for a moment. If only she could do that all the time! Even when she managed to get in a sneaky pee at work it had to be somewhere subtle &ndash; she couldn&#039;t just spray all over the interior like she had that one time in the car that was about to be crushed. But what if she could? That van she had taken in the morning had seats that could lower down, so she could have reached the whole thing from the back of it with enough force...<br /><br />Huffing, she slowed her hand down again. Not yet, she wasn&#039;t done yet.<br /><br />Another swipe, this one opening with her past self panting heavily. This one was from New Year&#039;s, when her whole family had stayed up late, putting a damper on her ability to get up to mischief. It didn&#039;t help that she&#039;d joined in some of the drinking too, so by the time everyone had gone to bed and she had been able to sneak into the attic, she had been absolutely bursting to pee. &quot;Nnnh, ahhn...&quot; the Felicia in the recording groaned in desperation, fumbling with the camera and looking around frantically, swinging the camera about. &quot;Gotta find something quick...!&quot;<br /><br />The Felicia from back then shivered, muttered, &quot;There&#039;s no time...!&quot; and grabbed a folded red blanket off of a shelf, tossing it onto the floor. Then, ripping open the Velcro strap on her skirt and tossing it aside, she squatted down over it and tugged her panties aside just in time, her camera capturing the heavy gush of piss that erupted from her slit right after. &quot;Ohhhhh...!&quot; she moaned out in relief, though quietly, bringing the camera down closer to her stream. The spray of urine soaked into the blanket readily, and as the present-day Felicia watched, her hand sped up its motions again.<br /><br />That would have been hot enough by itself, simply grabbing something and immediately using it without care or setup &ndash; but then her past self went out of her way to make a bigger mess, shifting her hips about and adjusting her feet to keep spraying dry parts of the blanket. &quot;Oh... oh, there&#039;s so much...&quot; the recorded Felicia moaned softly, her heavy stream continuing to spray around. &quot;I could soak this whole thing...&quot;<br /><br />She hadn&#039;t quite been able to, but not for a lack of trying: in the recording she continued to shift around and even stood up just a little more to better move about and drench as much of the blanket as she could in a shower of pale pee. A majority of the blanket was wet by the time she had finished, leaving the present Felicia huffing as she pumped the dildo back and forth energetically. Past Felicia had been just as worked up, and without stopping the recording she had begun fingering herself, still mumbling absently, &quot;So much... so good... gotta find... another dry spot...&quot;<br /><br />It hadn&#039;t taken long at all for her past self to climax with how incredibly worked up she had been, giving a muffled squeak and shivering, the feed a little blurry from the shaking as she squirted onto the blanket. Though she had been too caught up in the moment at the time to watch, the present Felicia was able to see most of the splash of juices hit the blanket and soak into it just like her piss had done...<br /><br />Too riled up, Felicia failed to stop herself from going over the edge, and as soon as she felt the tingling of her impending orgasm she went all-out, pumping the toy in and out of her slit until she hit her peak. With no need to be quiet this time, she squeaked and moaned loudly and writhed on the bed with her legs spread wide, squirting onto the toy, her undertail, and the towel on her bed, her eyes shut tightly as she rode out her orgasm. Mental images flashed through her mind of all she had done and wished she could do, drawing out the euphoric bliss a little longer until she flopped on her back on the bed and lay panting in recovery.<br /><br />For a little while she lay there, the video reaching its end and stopping. Eventually she came back to her senses, pressing a button on the side of her phone to turn off the screen, and sighed softly as she set it aside. She&#039;d have to clean herself up, but that wasn&#039;t that big of a deal. The only thing souring her mood was the returning thought that she couldn&#039;t indulge herself all the time &ndash; she had a full bladder but she&#039;d have to waste it on the toilet, or maybe the shower, but it just wasn&#039;t as good.<br /><br />She shook her head and withdrew the juice-covered toy from her slit as she began to sit up. She couldn&#039;t let it get her down that much. All the more reason to take every other opportunity she could get, at work or while out and about... and to be more diligent about recording them for later use.<br /></span>",
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