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A desperate arctic fox finds herself in public at a bowling alley with not many options for relief. How will she solve her problem?

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Word count: 2,746", "writing": "\t“...Let’s say drinks tonight are on whoever ends up in last place,\" proposed Kayla, driving a car with her 3 other friends on their way to the bowling alleys.\n\tLaila's ears lowered at her friend's suggestion. Drinks were not something the rather petite arctic fox wanted to think of at the moment. \n\t“Fiiine. I see how it is,” James responded jokingly. The raccoon sat in the passenger's seat next to the wolf.\n\t“What? We gotta have stakes,” Kayla replied.\n\t“We all saw how awesome I did last time,” James said sarcastically.\n\t“Hey, you didn’t do that bad. Just don’t be in last,” Kayla chortled, “Besides, it’s not like I did that great, either, remember?” The raccoon, albeit not that great at bowling, was by no means struggling to get by financially, so he accepted the bet. Laila didn’t want to alert her friend who was sitting next to her in the back, but couldn’t keep from squirming in her seat.\n\t“You alright, Laila?” June inquired.\n\t“Uh… Yeah. I just- I drank too much before we left and didn’t know the ride would be this long,” Laila answered.\n\t“Looks like we’re not [i]too[/i] far out, at least,” the otter responded, attempting to comfort her best friend. Laila stretched her arms out in her front jacket pockets, pulling the cloth between her legs. The rest of the car ride went by uncomfortably for the vixen, but the car seat managed to remain dry.\n\t“Here we are,” Kayla chimed, pulling into the parking lot. The car was met with a speed bump at the entrance, making Laila feel as if the road itself was attacking her. The bowling alleys had their own building. Nearby were various restaurants and eateries. “Oh man,” groaned the wolf, “that is a [i]lot[/i] of cars.” The parking lot, although large, had seemingly few, if any available spots left.\n\t“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” Laila lamented with a hushed tone. She was looking forward, above all else, to relieving her aching bladder soon. The busy plaza, on the other hand, seemed to be fighting her desires. The group kept their eyes open in an attempt to find a parking spot. Eventually, after a couple loops around, someone pulled out in front of them to leave.\n\t“Yes!” cried Kayla, pulling into the spot left by the previous person, “perfect.” The 4 got out of the car, Laila struggling more than the rest of them as standing up straight proved strenuous on her overstretched bladder.\n\t“Lane 12 for you guys. You can grab shoes by that desk over there.” The receptionist gave a gesture to point them in the right direction.\n\t“Sweet, thanks!” chimed June and Kayla in response.\n\t“Hey, June,” Laila quavered, “can you grab me size 8 and a half? I’m gonna head to the restroom real quick.”\n\t“Sure, no problem.”\n\tThe arctic fox rushed off, an immediate goal in mind. As she continued closer to the rest area, she noticed it: a long ass line. She opened her mouth in mild astonishment. There were even a couple guys standing outside the men’s restroom. “...Of course,” she whispered to herself frustratingly. She walked up to the back of the line and waited for a bit. A little while passed, but it may as well have been an hour from Laila’s perspective. The line hadn’t budged. She knew there was no way she was going to make it. Her eyes darting around, Laila noticed the small entrance to what she was pretty sure was the coat room. With some hesitation, the vixen exited the line for the bathroom, trying to think of some other way to mitigate her issue. At least she could hang some of her stuff up really quick and not have to worry about carrying it around.\n\tLaila approached the entrance and was greeted with a short hallway that banked left at a 90 degree angle, kind of like the letter 'L' tipped on its side. She was right, the edge of a couple hanging racks just barely poked out from around the corner and into the hallway. Making her way through, she noticed a sign on the wall that read “[i]NOTICE[/i] Any lost, damaged or stolen properties within the premises of this complex are not the responsibility of the management.” The idea of perhaps leaving her belongings unattended for some time with no security cameras in sight sat a little uneasy for a moment before her desperation pushed it aside. “[i]Whatever,[/i]” she thought, “[i]I’ll just hang onto my purse[/i]”. There were tons of personal belongings scattered about anyways. Some coats outwardly just sitting on the ground after being knocked off the overfilled rack.\n\tHanging her jacket up, the vixen entertained the idea of just popping a squat and peeing on the floor there. The layout of the hallway and room would afford [i]some[/i] privacy, but she was horrified at the prospect of her mess being inevitably found and word spreading throughout the venue. Laila paced for a moment, trying to think of a solution whilst keeping her desperation in check. Maybe she could find some storage room or closet or… [i]something[/i]. As she continued pacing, she kicked something accidentally. Something soft, but not like a jacket. Looking down, her gaze was met with a backpack that was seemingly bulging in some spots. Her primal instincts kicked in for a brief moment. Further unzipping the bag, she noticed that the contents were entirely clothes, towels, and other fabrics. “[i]This could totally pass as a makeshift toilet[/i],” she thought before immediately pushing the idea out of her mind. “[i]Of course I can’t,[/i]” she continued, “[i]what if I’m caught?[/i]” The bag did look absorbent, however; and at least she wouldn’t be irreversibly damaging anything expensive. Regardless, the idea seemed just a bit too naughty for her character. Stepping back out through the hallway, Laila contemplated her options. What alternatives did she even have though? The obvious answer of the bathroom was evidently out of the question, with the line effectively not having even budged during the time she was gone.\n\t\tAfter much indecision, Laila’s bladder had enough. If she didn’t find a place to pee, her pants were going to be done for. “[i]I can’t go back to my friends soaked,[/i]” she thought to herself. With much hesitation, a painful twinge in her bladder hurried her along in her decision making. Although the place was packed, there were seemingly little to no people around her and nobody approaching. Turning around and heading back into the coat room, she tried to justify her upcoming actions to herself. “[i]There’s no way I’m going to last 20 more seconds, and at this rate, that line looks like it’s gonna take 20 more minutes.[/i]”\n\t----------\n\tJune sat down at the booth with James as Kayla entered their names on the computer to set the game up. “Alright, what munchies do we want?” asked the Raccoon. Looking down at the venue’s food menu, June thought for a moment. “Hmm… the fish ‘n chips look good; and I know Laila likes them too. We could share; I know the portions are pretty big.”\n\t“Cool, I’m prob’ly gonna get a side of fried zucchini,” James added before pouring himself a cup of water using the large pitcher in the center of the table.\n\t“Sweet. On that note, I’mma head to the restroom before Laila gets back.” Standing up, the otter headed in the direction of the restrooms, the length of the line a mild inconvenience to her. As she entered the line, she noticed Laila turn around and head into the coat hanger area, confusing her slightly as it seemed heavily unlikely she would have been able to finish already. June wondered what she was up to for a bit, but pushed it aside for the time being and swiped through the notifications on her phone.\n\t----------\n\t\tThe arctic fox pulled the backpack to the most secluded spot she could find in the room and pulled it open. The mess of clothes were still inside, waiting. With haste, Laila unzipped her pants and pulled the button above her tail slot, before pulling her pants down. Lowering herself into a squat, she tried to relax enough that a stream would be able to form.\n\tDespite her overfull bladder, she still had some trouble initially, given the raunchiness of the situation. She knew the longer she was in here, the more likely her chances were of being noticed. Eventually, however, whilst maintaining her hyper awareness, the vixen managed to let go. Her stream quickly saturated the bag’s contents, permeating the clothing inside with a powerful torrent of fresh, warm fox piss.\n\tSupporting herself with one arm, she used the other to pull the flap on the backpack open more before pushing harder on her bladder. Laila’s jet thickened, the sound of her splatter growing louder. If anyone else was in this room with her, they’d be able to hear it for sure. Luckily for her, however, she had this whole space alone to herself. Moreover, tons of thick coats were providing her decent cover on either side.\n\tLooking down between her legs, Laila began to think her makeshift toilet was holding up pretty well. She had let out quite a decent amount of warm liquid and the bag was by no means dripping or pooling at the base. The towels and clothing inside must be really absorbent.\n\tAfter the bliss of the quickly releasing pressure on her bladder managed to subside, some anxiety befell the small vixen. She’s definitely been squatting here long enough for someone to possibly come in. She contemplated cutting her stream early, to stay on the more risk averse side of things. On the other hand, the feeling of the jet of urine between her legs accompanied by her emptying bladder was too overwhelming to want to stop early.\n\tAdjusting her posture a little so that her urethra was pointed more inward, Laila pressed her non-supporting fingers into her bladder in an attempt to finish quicker, causing her thickening stream to splatter into the side of the backpack and coat all of the contents inside in an even spray. If she wasn’t before, Laila was now glad she didn’t see any cameras around. The fox relished in her relief as her bladder nearly reached empty. She used this time to reach into her purse and pull out a small tissue. Clenching her muscles to let out the last spurt, Laila swiftly wiped around her pussy and dropped the tissue into the bag before standing and pulling her pants back up.\n\t----------\n\t\tJune swiped the last notification away on her phone and looked up. She’d been checking every now and then to see the current state of the line in addition to the status of her friend. She had moved a couple spaces up, but clearly the restrooms were still busy. She wouldn’t say she had been waiting [i]too[/i] long, but after that much time, she began to be a little worried about the vixen, having seen how desperate she was earlier. Did she wet herself? Someone else had come up and stood in line behind her, but the otter’s curiosity was too high to care too much about that.\n\tExiting the line, June walked over to the coat room’s entrance and made her way down the short hallway. Upon entering, someone was definitely inside. The otter peaked around the side of the first coat rack to confirm her suspicion and saw Laila sliding a backpack over and zipping it up.\n\t“Hey,” June queried. Laila’s spine went cold. This was it, she thought. Her life was over and she just barely missed getting away with it. “What’s with the backpack?”\n\t“Oh, uh I-.. it just-” Laila struggled to come up with an excuse.\n\t“Also you don’t look like you’re desperate to use the bathroom anymore? How’d you-” June tilted her head to get a better view of the bag on the ground. Her eyes widened slightly with clear surprise. “Did you...?” The otter was only able to gesture towards the damp backpack with one of her arms.\n\t“What..? Did you think I…-” Laila looked down at the moisture-laden bag by her feet, “No! No…”\n\t“What’s it doing there so wet? I might as well pee in it myself,” June interjected. The fox was taken aback at her friend’s comment, yet still ridiculously embarrassed by her friend's intrusion on her activities. At the same time, she was extremely grateful it ended up being her best friend catching her instead of some stranger who could’ve reported her or something.\n\t“Are you serious?” asked Laila. June approached and pulled the zipper open.\n\t“Daaamn, girl,” June teased, “You really did a number on this bag, didn’t you?” Laila covered her face, knowing her friend was seeing her used tissue. “I mean, I [i]could[/i] go back and wait in line, but why bother? The stuff in there is already soaked, so taking care of my business isn’t gonna hurt anything in there any more than you already have,” June touted. Laila assumed a defensive posture, hugging her arms to her chest. “Besides, it’ll be way more convenient. C’mon if you can go watch out for me by the entrance, we can head back to the group more quickly and probably kick James’ and Kayla’s ass.” June tried to provide some comfort knowing how stressed her friend must be after walking in on her like that. Perhaps doing the same thing herself would alleviate some of Laila’s shame and embarrassment. “Oh, could I have one of those tissues, please?” Laila felt her face get warmer as she reached into her purse again.\n\tThe vixen agreed, feeling too overwhelmed by the whole situation to put up much of an argument. “If someone starts approaching I’ll rush in first to warn you.” Making her way to the hallway, Laila couldn’t help but feel guilty that her actions have caused this stranger’s backpack to become a toilet for both a fox [i]and[/i] an otter. Even still, she couldn’t help but notice the validity of her friend’s reasoning.\n\tJune leaned into the wall nearest to the backpack and lifted the front of her skirt slightly. Pulling her panties aside with one hand, she had much less trouble starting her stream than her friend. Immediately, the sound of splattering liquid permeated the room. Using some of her fingers, the otter adjusted her stream, making it wiggle around the backpack. The tissue Laila threw in earlier was already fairly damp to begin with when she opened the bag back up. Her stream constantly dragging back and forth across it didn’t help it’s structural integrity in the slightest. The otter’s warm jet of urine started cutting it apart, sending fragments of it around. Some little scraps of it stuck to the inner walls of the backpack, some of it seemingly dissolved into the clothes underneath it. Laila left all the inner contents of the backpack sodden, but at least the backpack itself wasn’t dripping. At this rate, however, June was pretty confident that might change. She savored the rest of her time peeing, occasionally rotating her waist ever so slightly to douse other parts of the bag. A small puddle began to form as her stream winded down. Pressing on her bladder, the otter made sure that the entire contents of it was emptied out into the receptacle. June let out the last few spurts before dragging her own tissue over her slit and dropping it, as well, into the backpack. It immediately deformed as it became sodden in the pool of urine on top. Standing up, she let go of her panties, letting them snap back into place over her opening.\n\tThe otter looked down at the damage and right before zipping the bag back up again, a trail of pee formed from the puddle at the base of the backpack and snaked its way through the floor before colliding with someone else’s hoodie that fell on the ground. “[i]Woops,[/i]” June thought as she made her way back to the room entrance to meet up with Laila. “Hey,” she said in a hushed tone as she approached her friend’s back.\n\t“All finished up?” Laila reacted, lightly startled.\n\t“Yep. Thanks for the lookout,” beamed June, “anyways, let’s go crush both those losers and get those drinks tonight.”\n\tLaila's ears perked up at her friend's suggestion. Drinks were something the fox could get around the idea of now.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\t“...Let’s say drinks tonight are on whoever ends up in last place," proposed Kayla, driving a car with her 3 other friends on their way to the bowling alleys.
\tLaila's ears lowered at her friend's suggestion. Drinks were not something the rather petite arctic fox wanted to think of at the moment.
\t“Fiiine. I see how it is,” James responded jokingly. The raccoon sat in the passenger's seat next to the wolf.
\t“What? We gotta have stakes,” Kayla replied.
\t“We all saw how awesome I did last time,” James said sarcastically.
\t“Hey, you didn’t do that bad. Just don’t be in last,” Kayla chortled, “Besides, it’s not like I did that great, either, remember?” The raccoon, albeit not that great at bowling, was by no means struggling to get by financially, so he accepted the bet. Laila didn’t want to alert her friend who was sitting next to her in the back, but couldn’t keep from squirming in her seat.
\t“You alright, Laila?” June inquired.
\t“Uh… Yeah. I just- I drank too much before we left and didn’t know the ride would be this long,” Laila answered.
\t“Looks like we’re not too far out, at least,” the otter responded, attempting to comfort her best friend. Laila stretched her arms out in her front jacket pockets, pulling the cloth between her legs. The rest of the car ride went by uncomfortably for the vixen, but the car seat managed to remain dry.
\t“Here we are,” Kayla chimed, pulling into the parking lot. The car was met with a speed bump at the entrance, making Laila feel as if the road itself was attacking her. The bowling alleys had their own building. Nearby were various restaurants and eateries. “Oh man,” groaned the wolf, “that is a lot of cars.” The parking lot, although large, had seemingly few, if any available spots left.
\t“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” Laila lamented with a hushed tone. She was looking forward, above all else, to relieving her aching bladder soon. The busy plaza, on the other hand, seemed to be fighting her desires. The group kept their eyes open in an attempt to find a parking spot. Eventually, after a couple loops around, someone pulled out in front of them to leave.
\t“Yes!” cried Kayla, pulling into the spot left by the previous person, “perfect.” The 4 got out of the car, Laila struggling more than the rest of them as standing up straight proved strenuous on her overstretched bladder.
\t“Lane 12 for you guys. You can grab shoes by that desk over there.” The receptionist gave a gesture to point them in the right direction.
\t“Sweet, thanks!” chimed June and Kayla in response.
\t“Hey, June,” Laila quavered, “can you grab me size 8 and a half? I’m gonna head to the restroom real quick.”
\t“Sure, no problem.”
\tThe arctic fox rushed off, an immediate goal in mind. As she continued closer to the rest area, she noticed it: a long ass line. She opened her mouth in mild astonishment. There were even a couple guys standing outside the men’s restroom. “...Of course,” she whispered to herself frustratingly. She walked up to the back of the line and waited for a bit. A little while passed, but it may as well have been an hour from Laila’s perspective. The line hadn’t budged. She knew there was no way she was going to make it. Her eyes darting around, Laila noticed the small entrance to what she was pretty sure was the coat room. With some hesitation, the vixen exited the line for the bathroom, trying to think of some other way to mitigate her issue. At least she could hang some of her stuff up really quick and not have to worry about carrying it around.
\tLaila approached the entrance and was greeted with a short hallway that banked left at a 90 degree angle, kind of like the letter 'L' tipped on its side. She was right, the edge of a couple hanging racks just barely poked out from around the corner and into the hallway. Making her way through, she noticed a sign on the wall that read “NOTICE Any lost, damaged or stolen properties within the premises of this complex are not the responsibility of the management.” The idea of perhaps leaving her belongings unattended for some time with no security cameras in sight sat a little uneasy for a moment before her desperation pushed it aside. “Whatever,” she thought, “I’ll just hang onto my purse”. There were tons of personal belongings scattered about anyways. Some coats outwardly just sitting on the ground after being knocked off the overfilled rack.
\tHanging her jacket up, the vixen entertained the idea of just popping a squat and peeing on the floor there. The layout of the hallway and room would afford some privacy, but she was horrified at the prospect of her mess being inevitably found and word spreading throughout the venue. Laila paced for a moment, trying to think of a solution whilst keeping her desperation in check. Maybe she could find some storage room or closet or… something. As she continued pacing, she kicked something accidentally. Something soft, but not like a jacket. Looking down, her gaze was met with a backpack that was seemingly bulging in some spots. Her primal instincts kicked in for a brief moment. Further unzipping the bag, she noticed that the contents were entirely clothes, towels, and other fabrics. “This could totally pass as a makeshift toilet,” she thought before immediately pushing the idea out of her mind. “Of course I can’t,” she continued, “what if I’m caught?” The bag did look absorbent, however; and at least she wouldn’t be irreversibly damaging anything expensive. Regardless, the idea seemed just a bit too naughty for her character. Stepping back out through the hallway, Laila contemplated her options. What alternatives did she even have though? The obvious answer of the bathroom was evidently out of the question, with the line effectively not having even budged during the time she was gone.
\t\tAfter much indecision, Laila’s bladder had enough. If she didn’t find a place to pee, her pants were going to be done for. “I can’t go back to my friends soaked,” she thought to herself. With much hesitation, a painful twinge in her bladder hurried her along in her decision making. Although the place was packed, there were seemingly little to no people around her and nobody approaching. Turning around and heading back into the coat room, she tried to justify her upcoming actions to herself. “There’s no way I’m going to last 20 more seconds, and at this rate, that line looks like it’s gonna take 20 more minutes.”
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\tJune sat down at the booth with James as Kayla entered their names on the computer to set the game up. “Alright, what munchies do we want?” asked the Raccoon. Looking down at the venue’s food menu, June thought for a moment. “Hmm… the fish ‘n chips look good; and I know Laila likes them too. We could share; I know the portions are pretty big.”
\t“Cool, I’m prob’ly gonna get a side of fried zucchini,” James added before pouring himself a cup of water using the large pitcher in the center of the table.
\t“Sweet. On that note, I’mma head to the restroom before Laila gets back.” Standing up, the otter headed in the direction of the restrooms, the length of the line a mild inconvenience to her. As she entered the line, she noticed Laila turn around and head into the coat hanger area, confusing her slightly as it seemed heavily unlikely she would have been able to finish already. June wondered what she was up to for a bit, but pushed it aside for the time being and swiped through the notifications on her phone.
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\t\tThe arctic fox pulled the backpack to the most secluded spot she could find in the room and pulled it open. The mess of clothes were still inside, waiting. With haste, Laila unzipped her pants and pulled the button above her tail slot, before pulling her pants down. Lowering herself into a squat, she tried to relax enough that a stream would be able to form.
\tDespite her overfull bladder, she still had some trouble initially, given the raunchiness of the situation. She knew the longer she was in here, the more likely her chances were of being noticed. Eventually, however, whilst maintaining her hyper awareness, the vixen managed to let go. Her stream quickly saturated the bag’s contents, permeating the clothing inside with a powerful torrent of fresh, warm fox piss.
\tSupporting herself with one arm, she used the other to pull the flap on the backpack open more before pushing harder on her bladder. Laila’s jet thickened, the sound of her splatter growing louder. If anyone else was in this room with her, they’d be able to hear it for sure. Luckily for her, however, she had this whole space alone to herself. Moreover, tons of thick coats were providing her decent cover on either side.
\tLooking down between her legs, Laila began to think her makeshift toilet was holding up pretty well. She had let out quite a decent amount of warm liquid and the bag was by no means dripping or pooling at the base. The towels and clothing inside must be really absorbent.
\tAfter the bliss of the quickly releasing pressure on her bladder managed to subside, some anxiety befell the small vixen. She’s definitely been squatting here long enough for someone to possibly come in. She contemplated cutting her stream early, to stay on the more risk averse side of things. On the other hand, the feeling of the jet of urine between her legs accompanied by her emptying bladder was too overwhelming to want to stop early.
\tAdjusting her posture a little so that her urethra was pointed more inward, Laila pressed her non-supporting fingers into her bladder in an attempt to finish quicker, causing her thickening stream to splatter into the side of the backpack and coat all of the contents inside in an even spray. If she wasn’t before, Laila was now glad she didn’t see any cameras around. The fox relished in her relief as her bladder nearly reached empty. She used this time to reach into her purse and pull out a small tissue. Clenching her muscles to let out the last spurt, Laila swiftly wiped around her pussy and dropped the tissue into the bag before standing and pulling her pants back up.
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\t\tJune swiped the last notification away on her phone and looked up. She’d been checking every now and then to see the current state of the line in addition to the status of her friend. She had moved a couple spaces up, but clearly the restrooms were still busy. She wouldn’t say she had been waiting too long, but after that much time, she began to be a little worried about the vixen, having seen how desperate she was earlier. Did she wet herself? Someone else had come up and stood in line behind her, but the otter’s curiosity was too high to care too much about that.
\tExiting the line, June walked over to the coat room’s entrance and made her way down the short hallway. Upon entering, someone was definitely inside. The otter peaked around the side of the first coat rack to confirm her suspicion and saw Laila sliding a backpack over and zipping it up.
\t“Hey,” June queried. Laila’s spine went cold. This was it, she thought. Her life was over and she just barely missed getting away with it. “What’s with the backpack?”
\t“Oh, uh I-.. it just-” Laila struggled to come up with an excuse.
\t“Also you don’t look like you’re desperate to use the bathroom anymore? How’d you-” June tilted her head to get a better view of the bag on the ground. Her eyes widened slightly with clear surprise. “Did you...?” The otter was only able to gesture towards the damp backpack with one of her arms.
\t“What..? Did you think I…-” Laila looked down at the moisture-laden bag by her feet, “No! No…”
\t“What’s it doing there so wet? I might as well pee in it myself,” June interjected. The fox was taken aback at her friend’s comment, yet still ridiculously embarrassed by her friend's intrusion on her activities. At the same time, she was extremely grateful it ended up being her best friend catching her instead of some stranger who could’ve reported her or something.
\t“Are you serious?” asked Laila. June approached and pulled the zipper open.
\t“Daaamn, girl,” June teased, “You really did a number on this bag, didn’t you?” Laila covered her face, knowing her friend was seeing her used tissue. “I mean, I could go back and wait in line, but why bother? The stuff in there is already soaked, so taking care of my business isn’t gonna hurt anything in there any more than you already have,” June touted. Laila assumed a defensive posture, hugging her arms to her chest. “Besides, it’ll be way more convenient. C’mon if you can go watch out for me by the entrance, we can head back to the group more quickly and probably kick James’ and Kayla’s ass.” June tried to provide some comfort knowing how stressed her friend must be after walking in on her like that. Perhaps doing the same thing herself would alleviate some of Laila’s shame and embarrassment. “Oh, could I have one of those tissues, please?” Laila felt her face get warmer as she reached into her purse again.
\tThe vixen agreed, feeling too overwhelmed by the whole situation to put up much of an argument. “If someone starts approaching I’ll rush in first to warn you.” Making her way to the hallway, Laila couldn’t help but feel guilty that her actions have caused this stranger’s backpack to become a toilet for both a fox and an otter. Even still, she couldn’t help but notice the validity of her friend’s reasoning.
\tJune leaned into the wall nearest to the backpack and lifted the front of her skirt slightly. Pulling her panties aside with one hand, she had much less trouble starting her stream than her friend. Immediately, the sound of splattering liquid permeated the room. Using some of her fingers, the otter adjusted her stream, making it wiggle around the backpack. The tissue Laila threw in earlier was already fairly damp to begin with when she opened the bag back up. Her stream constantly dragging back and forth across it didn’t help it’s structural integrity in the slightest. The otter’s warm jet of urine started cutting it apart, sending fragments of it around. Some little scraps of it stuck to the inner walls of the backpack, some of it seemingly dissolved into the clothes underneath it. Laila left all the inner contents of the backpack sodden, but at least the backpack itself wasn’t dripping. At this rate, however, June was pretty confident that might change. She savored the rest of her time peeing, occasionally rotating her waist ever so slightly to douse other parts of the bag. A small puddle began to form as her stream winded down. Pressing on her bladder, the otter made sure that the entire contents of it was emptied out into the receptacle. June let out the last few spurts before dragging her own tissue over her slit and dropping it, as well, into the backpack. It immediately deformed as it became sodden in the pool of urine on top. Standing up, she let go of her panties, letting them snap back into place over her opening.
\tThe otter looked down at the damage and right before zipping the bag back up again, a trail of pee formed from the puddle at the base of the backpack and snaked its way through the floor before colliding with someone else’s hoodie that fell on the ground. “Woops,” June thought as she made her way back to the room entrance to meet up with Laila. “Hey,” she said in a hushed tone as she approached her friend’s back.
\t“All finished up?” Laila reacted, lightly startled.
\t“Yep. Thanks for the lookout,” beamed June, “anyways, let’s go crush both those losers and get those drinks tonight.”
\tLaila's ears perked up at her friend's suggestion. Drinks were something the fox could get around the idea of now.
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