Within the area of Runsdown, there lives a twelve year old Cherrim with a light-purple body and petals, magenta-pink berry orbs, and a flower charm around her neck. Her name is Erika Styles and she lives with her immediate family at a small adobe on one of the grassy hills that overlooks the downtown area. Her house is far different and exotic compared to other homes in the area because it is made of mud bricks. It’s something you’d see hundreds of years ago but due to being plant-like Pokemon, they don’t mind living in a mud-dried adobe. After being rescued from a forest fire, her family had to make a shelter quickly over the spring season to resume their daily lives. They got assistance from others in obtaining the land as well as the building material itself. They also built a well nearby because they have no plumbing access. After building the house, they allocated the rest of the area given to them by the mayor of Runsdown as a plot of land to start a garden and grow nutritious crops and flora. They have some plants being grown still due to the early Fall season, but when winter comes it’ll be difficult to make a living. They’re growing as much as they can for themselves and to make a profit to sustain through those harsh-winter months.

School has ended for the day and Erika is within the field of her family garden. Erika really likes gardening because she likes to be outside all the time. When the weather is particularly sunny like it is now, she is in a sunshine form where she feels a lot more energetic and active. If it’s cloudy like on other days, she is in an overcast form where she is more calm and collected. Regardless of form, after she finishes watering the greenery and vegetation, she has a strange habit of burying part of her body into the muddy soil and pretending to be like one of the many other plants in the garden. Her parents, who are another female Cherrim and a male Ditto, know about this but they do not care. They see it as perfectly normal behavior.

Erika lies there buried within the dirt, looking out towards the gravel road that leads to and away from the downtown area. A foreign Pokemon comes down the road; one that she hasn’t seen before. The Pokemon seems to be very young, about six years old. It looks like a green quadrupedal feline with mangy hair and purple eyes along with casual shorts and a shirt on. As the feline comes closer to her, it stops on all fours on the gravel and then looks directly at her. It feels like the kitty is blankly staring directly into her soul. It’s like feeling an Espurr’s stare but it looks more dumbfounded and silly-looking. The Cherrim is awful at staring back, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the kitty’s stare. To make it worse, the Pokemon starts to tilt its head somewhat. It feels like a minute had passed since then. And then the kitten takes one of its paws and places it near its crotch, as if it was holding something in. And it can somehow still stare at her during all of this. The silence within the wind had to be broken; Erika had to say something to get out of this.

“Hey there! Want to chat!?” yells Erika in a positive manner. The feline Pokemon stops staring, seeming excited to hear those words. “Yeah!” It runs closer to her, entering her garden area without a care in the world and coming near normal talking distance. “Hello! I’m Trip~” says the feline Pokemon. “I’m Erika, nice to meet you! By the way… what Pokemon are you?” The Sprigatito cheerfully replies, “I’m a Sprig boy!” Erika has no idea what a Sprig is. “Ah, okay! I’m a Cherrim girl~,” Erika giggles, “I’m still meeting new Pokemon every now and then.” Trip is liking the conversation that is going on, wagging his tail back and forth. “You seem like nice Pokemon~” Erika blushes hearing that and thinks over that statement, but concludes to herself in agreement. “Aw, thanks! That’s nice of you to say.” Trip purrs a bit like a feline would in response.

After but a moment, the Sprigatito shakes a bit in place and then puts his paw over his shorts again, gripping it firmly. Erika notices that feeling; she sees it everywhere within her friends and rarely herself (because she doesn’t care about holding it). She asks, “You okay? Have to pee?” Trip replies, “Yeah. But can hold.” “Um, you sure Trip?” Trip responds being unsure, “Y-Yeah! See?” Trip stops holding his crotch, looking around for another distraction.

Trip finds his answer by looking at the plants in the garden. Trip says with sparkling eyes, “Plants! I like them~” Erika smiles, “Me too! That’s my garden. Lots of plants being grown there. Flowers and produce and that kind of stuff.” The Sprigatito responds, “I’m a plant too!” The Cherrim says while giggling, “So am I!” Trip asks, “Are you ground plant?” “Nah! I can walk around too but I like to bury myself in the dirt like a plant would~” “Okay!”

Trip starts to worry about his condition again. The Sprigatito does a potty dance signaling to Erika that he really needs to go pee. He can feel his bladder being sore, desiring an escape of it’s fluids. Even with his paw there, Trip can feel it leaking out a little bit from his member into his underwear. Erika feels some concern, not liking seeing people hold it in for long periods of time. “You sure you’re okay? You can pee here if you want~” asks Erika. Trip replies while squirming, “It’s fine I can hold.” The Cherrim says, “I doubt that. You can pee here, it’s fine~” “You sure?” “Yeah, go ahead and pee~”

“Okay!” Trip scans the area quickly to find a place to piss. He finds a plant that is mid-bloom and lifts his lower hind leg. The way he’s positioned and acting is much like how a canine out in the wild would go pee. He starts to push his juices down there in-between his legs. “W-Wait!” yells Erika. *psssh~* A quick burst of Sprigatito piss splashes onto his underwear before he suddenly halts it during a quick mental shock. From Trip’s facial expression, it’s difficult to tell that he’s shocked as he tilts his head normally towards Erika and says, “Huh? What is wrong?” Erika replies, “Not on those plants. And not in your shorts either, silly~” Trip giggles, “Ah, my bad~” He then asks, “Where I pee then? Must pee on something.” Erika is a bit dumbfounded why he can’t pee wherever, but she is sure that Trip has his personal reasons. “Those plants don’t need pee. You can go pee on that tree way in the back over there. Or in the ditch that is somewhat behind us. Or even pee on me if you want since I’m a plant that is okay to pee on~” After saying that, Erika feels like encouraging that thought of peeing on herself is immoral, especially with the Sprigatito at such a young age. But Erika would absolutely love something like that to happen. But there’s no way it’ll happen, right?

“Okay!” Trip says as he starts to quickly pull off his shorts and underwear in front of her, not giving any care in the world that he is exposing his barbed feline penis in front of the Cherrim. The Cherrim is a bit surprised that it’s right in front of her, but she does not care that he is naked either. Erika thinks to herself, ‘Shouldn’t he be taking it off where he’s going pee? Unless…’ The Sprigatito, smiling happily, pulls up his lower hind leg like before, but is naked this time without the shorts and underwear in the way, and points his barbed penis at the Cherrim. ‘Wait, he can’t be serious….’

*PSSSSSSssssssssh~* “Ahhh~” says Trip as he lets his warm piss flow out of his member, splashing straight onto Erika’s lower body. The Sprigatito urine hits the side of her body as the fragrant aroma of mint surrounds her. The grass kitty piss drips from her body onto the soil around where she buried herself. Erika enjoys the smell of what is all over her, almost as much as she likes her own pee odor. Trip continues to relieve himself, making a cute meowing sound and wagging his fluffy tail while releasing the pressure within his bladder. “Mrrrrreow~” The Sprigatito starts to lose balance while trying to balance his posture on one leg. He does a cute hop with the lower leg that is on the ground, correcting his balance. He does this a couple more times while he urinates on the Cherrim until Trip’s penis is pointing towards Erika’s face. “Purr~” Trip makes some cute purring sounds after peeing what seems like twenty seconds. The kitty urine hits Erika’s face, nearing her mouth. Erika has an abnormal fetish of drinking her own urine, but she has yet to try it from someone else. Taking advantage of the opportunity with Trip being unaware and not caring what he is peeing on, she adjusts her balance a bit and opens her mouth with her tongue out, letting the pee flow inside. Erika finally got a taste of urine that isn’t hers! *gulp~* *slurp~* “Mmm~” Erika says as she accepts Trip’s piss flowing into her throat, gulping it down with enjoyment. To her, it has a strong, but salty, mint taste that she really loves. Like with the scent, she likes Trip’s piss almost as much as her own. Erika’s belly is starting to bulge from the urine inside. If Trip was looking at her, Erika would also look like she was high on something. The Cherrim enjoys this experience so much that she starts to enter a trance, drinking the urine while barely being conscious about it. This moment alone makes Erika think that this is the best day of the week for her, and possibly of the month as well.

Half a minute passes until Trip finishes peeing on Erika. It slows down to a trickle and he cutely shakes the remainder off with his paw. Erika starts to wake up in a more conscious state, licks around her mouth, and closes it before Trip looks back at her. Trip looks relieved, wagging his tail in excitement and saying, “Okay, done going pee~” Erika responds, “Glad you’re okay~ You peed in a good spot.” Tail replies, “Yay! Don’t want to ruin plants.” Erika agrees, “Me neither.” Some seconds pass with Trip about to start the dumbfounded staring towards her again. Erika notes, “You can pee on me whenever I’m here if you want and without others around, but don’t let your parents know okay?” Trip nods his head, “Okay! Don’t want trouble anyways or I’m in diaper.” Erika asks, “Great! That was fun! Want to be friends?” Trip’s ears perk up as he wags his tail and looks really pleased to hear that question. “Yeah! Let’s be frens~” Trip gets close to Cherrim and then hugs her in delight with his two front paws around her. Erika returns the gesture. After some seconds they stop hugging with Trip being covered somewhat in his own mint-smelling urine now. Trip tells Erika, “I want to stay more but got to go home.” Trip puts his clothes back on. Erika says, “No problem! It’s nice to meet you! You go to Mornwood school right?” “Yeah!” “Me too! I’ll be there or in the garden if you want to chat some more.” “Okay!” Trip waves, “Bye potty plant fren~” Erika tries not to laugh at that, waving back. “Bye Trip!” Trip the Sprigatito continues down the gravel path looking very happy to have met a new companion.