It was a very rainy day and it wasn't going to let up anytime soon. Rain like this, however, fascinated a particular white kitten who was watching from the window indoors. She had black head hair which was recently curled, a long fuzzy tail and purple eyes. She wore a collar which had a gold tag on it engraved with her name, "Mist". She stood there by the window with her tail wagging happily. Mist loved the rain; ever since she was a little baby kitten, she loved the sound of it and sometimes the feel of it. The rain however does tend to trigger certain urges within her; but currently she's okay.

Sitting in the same room on the sofa was her human "master", whom was tired as he just got home from work. He was watching TV, or at least trying to, which wasn't really working too well if at all since it ran off a satellite dish. He then turned his attention to his beloved kitty and smiled. He knew how much his cat loved the rain. It was how he even gave her the name Mist; because of how cute she would act during it. But he knew that she may love the rain a little too much. He was aware that the rain could trigger her little incontinence problem. He also noticed, as she began to grow from her baby kitten days, that she began to do rather questionable behavior in front of him during the rain. Either way, this was going to end with a pee puddle somewhere in the house. Even if the tray was nice and clean for her, that puddle will exist.

The master did talk to a veterinarian about her behavior and they said that this was normal for a kitten who's growing up. The simple solution that was discussed was to spay her, which may even lessen her incontinence. But from his past experience with previous pets, he knew that this would change them forever; rarely for the better, and mostly for the worse. He knew his precious Mist would never forgive him and wouldn't be a happy active kitty ever again. He swore to both himself and Mist he'll never let this happen, no matter what, as long as she's a good kitty. Though, omitting this from Mist, he would sooner have his cat piss everywhere in the house til her last breath than to ever ruin her; but he would still try to keep this under control, like he will do so now.

"Hey Mist sweetie, wanna go outside~?", said her master. Mist turned to him looking rather happy at his suggestion. Her mannerisms became like a dog, "Meow meeow~!", she says, hopping excitingly and nodded. These sort of gestures were her only form of communication to her master as she couldn't really speak to him. "Heh, okay, take it easy Mist. At least wait til you're outside," said her master as he walks over to the front door and opens it. It lead to a small wooden deck, also with old particular stains on it, and above it a roof to shield it from the rain. The kitten quickly ran out, sat near the edge and continued to watch the rain while allowing the mist of it to grace her body. "Remember to scratch the door if you want back in. I'll be in the living room. And stay near the house," said her master as he shut the screen door. He knew Mist was going to be out there for quite a while and would likely need drying off afterwards, so he decided to take this as an opportunity to get a towel beforehand and some much needed rest on the sofa. The master watched and listened to nothing but white noise coming from his old TV.

However, the "television" for Mist was almost always whatever goes on outdoors. She could just sit or lay there and watch for hours, like she was going to try to do now. Mist loved the rain; loved the sound of it, loved the coolness it brings to what is usually a hot day, and of course made a certain area of her body rather tender. But now was not the time; she was going to just simply enjoy the rain. She could feel her pale white fur glistening from rain droplets as she licked the nice, clean rain water off her fur. It made her thirsty for more, so she stuck her head out, getting it rained on, turned her head and lapped any rain droplets that she could. Her curled, black, long head hair that she got done at the salon not too long ago was now a loose mess yet again. She decided to bring one of her wet bangs into her mouth to chew on them and suck the water out of it.
The rain then became more harder hitting and less enjoyable to feel. Mist then pulled her soaked head back under the roof. She continued to lick whatever rain she had left on her until she felt full of it and no longer thirsty. She sat back down and continued to be lost in the sounds of the rain. Mist was indeed going to be outside for a while and was going to enjoy every minute of it. Then, her attention came to her certain feminine area. It was feeling a little hot, so after tapping her paw on some cool rain water, she brought her paw there and patted herself in hopes to cool herself down there. However, this didn't help much at all, and the once cool rainwater only got warm. The warmth though also felt good to her~.

Quickly, a certain familiar tight feeling came to her around her groin; she had to pee. But since she was outside, she knew her master wouldn't care if she peed wherever; even if it’s on the porch like she does most of the time whenever she's outdoors. However, she wanted to hold, wanted to see how long she could hold it; the idea of it made her frisky. She knew it wasn't gonna take that long. In fact, it’ll end rather quickly as the sound of the rain dripping downward was already trying to make her furry puss do the same. *drip* *drip* *drip* The droplets from the pouring down rain dripped slowly onto the wooden board beneath her. She still tried to resist, but the relaxing rain made it too hard for her. "Mreow~." She decided to close her eyes and allow the sounds of the rain to decide her body's fate. 

*psssh~* Her weak incontinent bladder spilled out for a second, dampening the wooden boards under her as well as her furry butt a bit. She was still sitting, not wanting to get up. *psssssh~* Another longer second of pee escaped from her weak control. She started to feel warm around where she was sitting. She knew this was gonna lead to a warm wet bottom, but was too frisky to care about staining her lovely fur and making her smell like a wet baby kitten. Just the thought of it and the rain made her rub her paws against her moist puss, "Reeow, I'm such a naughty kitten~. Wanting to pee all over myself~. Just like it's raining~. Ah~." She kept those thoughts in mind as she began to play with herself. Then a very naughty idea came to mind. She laid on her back, propping her lower body up so she can reach her puss and do what she wanted to do next.

*PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHH~*

A torrent of piss escaped from her, staining her face and her belly fur with hot milky kitty piss. Her once beautiful, pale-white coat was once again stained yellow, though this time it was all over herself from head to toe. In a way, she created her own little rain shower. She felt so frisky and hot; she rubbed her wet puss hard as she pissed. "Mreeow~. Aaaah~." The kitten wanted to make sure she got it all over herself. She rolled around in the puddle she made. She knew her master was gonna have to bathe her, but she didn't care because she was having so much fun. She kept rubbing herself til she approached her climax. She meowed louder more and more, "Meeeeeow~! Aah~!" covering herself in more sweet smelling juices before becoming exhausted. She laid her paws back. Then with whatever energy she had left she brought a wet paw to her mouth to suck it as the soothing sounds of the rain made her drift off into her dreams, "Good night, meow~"

After a while, Mist's master wakes up from his nap and realizes he hasn't heard anything from Mist yet. "Hmm, better check on Mist. Hope she just fell asleep again." He checked outside the screen door and sure enough Mist was passed out with her paw in her mouth, laying in a rather odd way. When master walked out, upon closer inspection, he saw Mist was saturated in urine. He sighs, somewhat annoyed, "Really Mist?" He expected her to be wet from the rain and to pee at some point, but he didn't expect Mist to be completely covered in her own piss. Still, he couldn't really be mad at her: at least she did keep it outside, even if it was on his deck. Mist looked really happy though enjoying her cat nap; and the paw in her mouth kinda reminded master how she was when she was just a few weeks old, although at that age she wore something to help contain her troubles. Master considered having her wear them again, and judging by how babyish she still is, he'd doubt she would protest. He smiles at his cute, little, sleeping pee-stained kitten, "Whatever makes you happy Mist~."

He decided to wait til she wakes back up to give her a bath, so he quietly goes back into the house and continues to sit there watching nothing on TV.