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Midnight rubbed her forehead as she tried to tune out the blaring-loud music playing in the house, really starting to get annoyed with that party, especially considering that her bladder was quite full. She was attending a party for some random Misteria University club she couldn’t even remember the name of; she was only there because she’d been told there would be cute girls, but clearly, that was a lie. The only relatively cute one she’d seen the whole night was a white-furred tigress with golden stripes, whose fur was incredibly fluffy; unfortunately, she’d only seen a glimpse of her, and nothing more.
Midnight was a feathered dragon, with gray feathers and fur covering her body, purple highlights on her outer thighs, forearms, long tail, and on the bottom of her wings, which were also mostly grey, both being currently folded behind her back, sticking out of some holes she’d made in her t-shirt. She was wearing a black t-shirt and a purple-plaid skirt, a pair of bright-pink panties beneath them; she could swear that every drunk guy she passed was trying to take a peak. Her ice-gold cyan eyes glaring at them was often enough to make them go away.
Upon seeing the line to the bathroom, consisting of way too many people, she just shook her head and looked around a bit, trying to think of another place she could empty her bursting bladder - at this point, she didn’t give two shits about the house owner; her pissing on his floor would be revenge for him lying to her about the girls there.
She made her way up some nearby stairs and slipped through a door at the end of the hallway, not wanting to be seen; she gently closed it behind her, making as little noise as possible.
It seemed she was in a bedroom of some sort, a very clean, well-furnished bedroom, with a large wooden dresser, a king-sized bed, and two bedside stands with lamps on them, one having a large novel titled “Sunrise and Sunset” on it. Clearly, whoever was throwing this party was using their parents’ house to do it, and this was those parents’ bedroom - she snickered to herself, throwing some blankets back. Just as she had hoped, the sheets were pure-white, spotless, as though they’d just recently been cleaned, and all the pillows were in similarly-nice cases; she dropped her panties, grabbed a pillow, kneeled on the bed, put said pillow between her legs, and lowered her body, sitting down on it. With a mischievous smirk, she relaxed her lower muscles a little and just waited, and waited, for it to come…
…and with the sound of a little trickle, she knew it had started. She closed her eyes and sighed in relief as she peed, right on top of that pillow, the quiet pattering of liquid hitting cloth making her heart melt in happiness. She lifted her skirt up and watched a golden-yellow stream soak into the pillow and run down onto the sheets, a puddle quickly forming below her, leaving a huge, yellow stain, a stain that would likely never come out. Her piss was especially perfect for leaving that sort of permanent damage; this was far from the first bed she’d pissed on.
After letting her stream get a good start, she grabbed the book and flipped it to a random page. She lifted her body back up, still on her knees, her trickle now streaming down with great force onto the pillow; she held her skirt up with her teeth and held the book open, aiming her piss at it, watching as little droplets of gold bounced off the pages. A big wet spot formed and slowly spread, urine quickly dripping down, the entire book being soaked, through and through, in mere seconds, the pages soggy and unreadable. She put the book down and redirected back to the pillow and the sheets, satisfied with that particular bit of carnage.
She pulled out her phone and sent some texts to some friends, complaining about the party and telling them how she was totally ruining some poor guy’s bed with her urine, even sending a few selfies of her kneeling on that big, yellow puddle. After a few minutes, she finally stopped and jumped off the bed, grabbing a pillow and using it to wipe the piss off her legs.
She’d left a huge mess - her puddle of piss covered at least half of the bed, soaking into many layers of blankets as well, certainly dripping down and ruining the mattress beneath too. She tossed the pillow back on and snickered; a job well-done, as far as she was concerned~
And fortunately for her, she wasn’t even done quite yet - her tank was still very full. Her bladder was just naturally gigantic, being able to hold a crazy amount of piss for any occasion, a quality of her body she quite loved to take advantage of. She looked around a bit, considering a few choices for her next target, and her eyes landed on a door in the bedroom. She opened it, revealing a small closet, with some cardboard boxes filled with random stuff and tons of shirts, coats, and pants hanging up on the rack. She grabbed about half of the clothing and threw it on the bed, letting it soak into her piss without much of a worry, and she went inside, getting a closer look; there was just barely enough room for her to fit comfortably! She’d found a perfect space to hide out for the rest of the party…
…though there was no chance she was going to wait for that; as soon as she emptied her bladder, she was out of there. Instead, she decided to get rid of the rest of it in a fun way.
The first thing she saw upon looking inside of that closet was a big, white, fur coat, which looked extremely expensive! She checked a little tag on the collar, and saw an insane “$500” tag, confirming her suspicion. It was perfect. She leaned back and aimed her pussy at it, letting out a hose-like stream of yellow right onto the coat, watching it splash against the expensive, tailor-made fur and stain its beautiful, pure-white color a disgusting yellow. She snickered to herself - someone was going to be very unhappy when they found that! Her piss dribbled down the whole thing, leaving big, wet, yellow streaks that would never come off no matter how well that thing was washed, making the very warm, fancy fashion item into a toilet.
After a minute, she was satisfied; she looked down to the cardboard boxes instead, which were already covered in wet droplets from her piss. She opened the one on top, revealing, inside, a Gameboy Advance SP! It seemed a bit outdated to be buying something like this in the modern age, but nonetheless, it looked new. She flicked the switch to turn it on and watched as the familiar logo flashed across the screen, followed by the title screen for Super Mario Advance 4. The dragon didn’t spend long considering what the purpose of this console was; instead, she just took it to a bathroom, connected to the bedroom she was in, and sat down on the porcelain toilet, spreading her legs and holding the console between them.
She aimed her slit and let out a rush of golden urine right onto the screen, listening to it tap off the glass and splash all over, hitting the floor, the walls, the toilet seat, even Midnight herself, but she didn’t care. It dripped down and covered the console quickly, seeping into the buttons and other various ports, and soon, the machine’s screen glitched out, the colors sporadically changing, eventually flashing white, then going black. A little smoke rose from it - she’d short-circuited the little thing in no time at all. She licked her lips and just dropped it into the toilet, splashing against the water, and, without thinking, she flushed, completely on instinct. She jumped in slight surprise as she realized what she’d done, spreading her legs and watching the poor Gameboy being swept into the drain… oh well - it was broken anyways~!
As she exited the bathroom, wiping her pussy with a piece of toilet paper that she just dropped on the floor carelessly, she was greeted by a surprising sight. The same tigress she’d seen walking around earlier was now standing in front of the bed, overlooking the piss puddle, one hand on her chin, the other by her side, her cylindrical, fuzzy tail swaying left and right.
Daytime was, as mentioned, a tigress, with fur the same color as coffee creamer and golden stripes covering her body from head to toe, each one having an almost radiant glow to it. Her fur was all extremely fuzzy, visibly so, making Midnight instantly wish to hug and cuddle with her, despite barely knowing the girl. She had two large, pointed ears on her head. Currently, her outfit consisted of a pair of black sweatpants and a white sweatshirt, with “MISTERIA” written across it in golden letters.
The tigress seemed entranced by her current sight, enough so that she didn’t notice Midnight walking out of the bathroom and stealthily approaching her. The dragon smiled, getting nice and close, then reaching out an arm and giving the tigress a little tap on the shoulder.
“Who- WHOA!” She turned around quickly and tripped over herself, almost stumbling back onto the bed, but Midnight reached out and caught her, grabbing her by the collar of her sweatshirt and pulling her back up, barely saving her moments away from falling back-first into a puddle of urine. The dragon had some great reflexes and was quite acrobatic - she actually worked as an assassin, a job that required such a set of skills. “A-ah, u-um!” She stuttered, blushing, extremely flustered; the tigress felt like she’d been caught somewhere she wasn’t supposed to be. Her maroon eyes looked into Midnight’s cyan ones, getting lost in that stare.
Midnight chuckled, letting go of the poor tigress. “What’s wrong, honey? You seemed really interested in that piss stain~” She smirked, licking her lips seductively.
“Oh, um!” She scratched the back of her head, her claws being long and sharp. “I-I mean, you know, who wouldn’t be curious about something like that, r-right?”
“Hmm, I wonder if simple curiosity really covers it~” Midnight reached her tail out to the door leading to the bedroom and slowly shut it. “To me, it almost seemed like you were a little excited, by the way your tail was wagging~ And it looks to me like it still is~”
The tigress tensed up, looking behind her, to see that her tail was, indeed, still swaying. She blushed a lot harder, her entire face going red; she was so embarrassed! “I-I’m sorry, just forget you saw me!” She quickly walked towards the door, but the dragon walked in front of her, blocking her path.
“Now, now, no need to be so shy~” She rubbed the tigress’ crotch with her paw, making the nervous girl suddenly quite aroused by the warm touch. “If you’re so interested in my piss…” she lifted her skirt up. “Why don’t you have a taste~?”
“A-a taste? S-so that was you, then?” She pointed to the bed.
“Correct~ I had to go, but there was just such a long line for the bathroom, so I decided to find a secluded spot to let it out. That poor bed just happened to be in my way~ As was that expensive white fur coat in the closet, or the little Gameboy Advance I flushed~” Her tail swayed, a sensual, seductive wag. “And now, I’m seeing an adorable tigress in my way~ And I still have a very full bladder~”
The tigress’ face went entirely red; she felt like she was melting into a puddle of nervous embarrassment, but also extreme arousal! She couldn’t help it; there was something incredibly attractive about a girl who just peed on whatever she wanted… and there was something significantly hotter about being the thing she wanted to pee on! “I-I’ve never b-been someone’s t-toilet b-before, a-are you sure?”
“I’m very sure~ Come on, move those boxes out of the way in the closet and kneel down in there - it’ll be just perfect~”
She gulped and nodded, doing as Midnight said, also throwing the remaining clothes on the bed. The tigress then kneeled down on the carpeted floor, and Midnight followed, closing the doors to the closet until they were almost fully shut; there was no light in there, so she left just a sliver so she could see her urinal. “What’s your name~?” The dragon asked.
“D-daytime,” the tigress responded, looking up at Midnight with awe.
“Daytime? How perfect - I’m Midnight~” The dragon lifted her skirt, revealing her pussy to the tigress. “I think you’ll make for a wonderful long-term urinal~ Open up~”
Daytime opened her maw immediately, revealing sharp rows of teeth, tilting her head back to catch the stream of urine, and Midnight let it all out. It sprouted from her slit and trickled right into the tigress’ mouth, building up inside quickly, the sound changing from the gentle, wet sound of piss hitting flesh, to the patter of urine hitting urine, as Daytime’s mouth was slowly filled, more and more, with golden-yellow pee. She was in such a horny trance from the first bitter taste of the warm liquid, so much so that she forgot to swallow; she began to gulp as much of the urine as she could, struggling, Midnight increasing her speed and pissing faster than the tigress could swallow. Nonetheless, the dragon just kept going, until urine was flowing out of Daytime’s mouth, streaking down her face, dripping onto her white sweatshirt and leaving a few little golden stains, both on that sweatshirt, and on her fur. It was difficult to swallow all of that bitter, disgusting urine… but she did it the best she could, and she enjoyed every single gulp, purely out of her lust and horniness for being used as a urinal. Her tail thumped against the walls of the closet, wagging excitedly; she was in heaven! It was all she’d ever dreamed of!
But soon enough, her well ran dry. The tiger swallowed the last of the nectar and wiped her mouth with her paw; she was in a state of pure bliss! She looked up at Midnight like a happy dog, smiling wide, and Midnight looked down at her with a satisfied smile; the dragon had a feeling she’d just found a wonderful long-term pet.
“Hey, what the hell is going on up here!?” The door to the bedroom was suddenly slammed open; Midnight closed the closet doors immediately, concealing the two from the group of guys walking in, a bunch of wolves with their hats on backward - the classic stereotypical frat guy. “Who the fuck pissed on my bed!?” One of them sounded particularly angry; it didn’t take a genius to figure out why.
“Shit…” Midnight whispered, watching through a slit in the closet doors. “What are we going to do?”
“Hmm…” Daytime thought for a moment; she had a pretty simple solution, honestly, but she didn’t really want to use it… however, she didn’t have much of a choice, and she liked Midnight. “Hold on.” She pulled off her sweatshirt, handing it to Midnight, and revealed a pair of radiant, glowing, angelic wings, the light shining out from the closet’s opening, like a spotlight shining on both of them. Daytime grabbed Midnight by the shoulder, and before any of the guys could inspect the closet… everything suddenly froze. The guys stopped walking as though they were stuck in the middle of their action, the music went quiet, it was like someone had hit the pause button on a movie.
“What happened?” Midnight asked, looking to Daytime, who was the only one still moving… and who was now quite prominently displaying her massive breasts, held in place by an adorable frilly pink bra.
Daytime pushed the closet open and gestured out. “This is kind of a lot to drop on you, but, um… I’m an angel, sort of? And I have the power to stop time at will.” She scratched the back of her head. “I’m sure that sounds ridiculous, but you can hopefully see the proof.”
“Wow~!” Midnight said, exiting the closet and looking at the frozen-solid frat guys. They didn’t move an inch, even their eyes being dead-set; without missing a beat, she lifted her skirt and started pissing on the side of one, watching as her urine trickled down his t-shirt and jeans, leaving a big wet spot. “This is incredible~ It’s going to be so useful for pissing in fun places~”
“W-well, i-it’s not really supposed to be used that way,” Daytime said, a little worried.
“Don’t be like that, dear - don’t tell me you don’t want to use it for this~ We could mark so many fun places~” Midnight pissed on one of the guys in the crotch, making it look like he’d peed himself.
“Um… well, I guess a little bit wouldn’t hurt.” She smiled bashfully; it sounded really fun to her too, honestly.
“That’s what I thought~” Midnight turned around and gave the tigress a sudden little kiss on the lips, making Daytime’s eyes go wide, her face turning red. “Now come on, let’s get out of this place~”
And the two of them left, the angel not unfreezing time until they were good and far away, although they did both take the time to piss on the carpet in the foyer as one last little goodbye present. And from then on, they’d spend quite a lot of time, soaking many important items with no remorse… but that’s a story for another time.
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