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The pressure was relentless and she could see her bladder beginning to bulge. She was worried about standing up when they found a place, as the sudden shifting of her weight could be enough to make her pee a little. With a hard swallow, she dug her nails into her legs and fought the urge to groan.\"", "description_bbcode_parsed": ""She looked back down at her lap. The pressure was relentless and she could see her bladder beginning to bulge. She was worried about standing up when they found a place, as the sudden shifting of her weight could be enough to make her pee a little. With a hard swallow, she dug her nails into her legs and fought the urge to groan."", "writing": "\t“Oh, yeah, I think we did pretty well. I mean, yeah, we didn't [i]win[/i], but I wasn't expecting to. You know how different regions can be; they all have to have different standards and-.... Yeah, yeah, no, I know what you mean. No, she did a great job. Isn't that right, Fenny?” Larry looked back and locked eyes with the Braixen following close behind. \n\tFenny turned away from him in embarrassment and frowned.\n\t“Yeah, she's acting all shy now. You know her, only likes my praise in private.”\n\tFenny shot him a frustrated glance.\n\t“Anyway, we're not far from the hotel. Forty minutes on the freeway, give or take a few or whatever.... Yeah... yeah, well, compared to some other Contest Halls that isn't bad. Plus, we're leaving now, already in the parking lot....”\n\tFenny looked over her shoulder and gave the Contest Hall a fleeting glance. She looked up at Larry, but he was too distracted to notice. She mentally cursed at herself for not getting his attention sooner.\n\tThe urge had hit her the moment she'd climbed on stage for introductions, but at the time, it was still a minor issue. She had figured she could just ask to go when the contest concluded, but Larry had begun praising her for her good job the moment she'd walked off, and she'd been so flustered by his words that she was unable to gather the courage needed to pose such an embarrassing question.\n\tShe'd decided to ask him later, sometime before they left, but after her cheeks had a chance to cool down. Much to her frustration, however, he'd been roped into conversation after conversation with other trainers, and right when it seemed things were calming down, Fenny reached out to tug on his shirt, but was interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone.\n\tIt was hard enough asking with just him listening, but interrupting a phone call for something like that was more than she could bear. \n\t“...Yeah, well, lemme catch up with you later, 'kay? I'm at the car. Okay, yeah, sounds good, I'll talk to you later....” Larry hung up the phone. “Alright...” He sighed. “Ready to go?” He got into the driver's seat without waiting for an answer.\n\tFenny growled, but it was too low for him to hear. She climbed into the passenger seat, her sneer melting into a look of worry.\n\tAs they pulled out of the parking lot, Fenny looked back at the Contest Hall, and then down at her lap. She sighed. Her urge had grown dramatically worse since the start of the contest, and maintaining it for another forty minutes was going to be a challenge. She crossed her legs and rested her head against the window, hoping she would be able to forget her conundrum through daydreaming.\n\tThey made it onto the toll-way in just above five minutes and were able to drive at a high speed with little interruption for another ten. Fenny squirmed in her seat and uncrossed her legs. She pressed them together tightly and took a deep breath. Another half-hour would be unpleasant, but she was pretty sure she could make it―not that she had much a choice.\n\tWhen Larry reached his exit, he pulled onto a large, looping turn that would take them to the freeway, but before he reached it, he came to a near stop behind a line of cars. They inched up slowly, occasionally jumping ahead a car's length in distance. When he made it all the way through the exit-loop, a mile of stopped cars came into view, occupying all lanes.\n\tLarry looked at his phone. “Tck, damn. Right when everybody is getting off work.... Shoulda' left earlier.”\n\tThe sight of the traffic made Fenny grimace. What had once been a matter of making it home before Larry made the embarrassing discovery that she had been holding it in the entire time had turned into a real question of whether or not she would make it to a toilet at all.\n\tAfter five long minutes of inching forward, they managed to make it off the exit road and onto the freeway, but they were still stuck in gridlock traffic, moving forward only inches at a time. Fenny started to move her legs up and down in an alternating pattern, but her legs were too short to touch the ground while she was sitting. The inability to plant her feet made her muscles tire out quickly, and whenever she stopped moving to give them a break, the pressure against her groin rapidly crescendoed and she was forced to cross her legs again to keep herself from leaking.\n\tShe started stealing frequent glances at Larry, becoming annoyed by the fact he was still oblivious to her dilemma. It wasn't like she wanted him to know or anything, but if he did know, at least he could make an effort to stop somewhere. Coming up on the right was an exit into the city, and she knew there would be a place where she could relieve herself. If he didn't notice it after a few more minutes, she would speak up and tell him. \n\tShe looked back down at her lap. The pressure was relentless and she could see her bladder beginning to bulge. She was worried about standing up when they found a place, as the sudden shifting of her weight could be enough to make her pee a little. With a hard swallow, she dug her nails into her legs and fought the urge to groan.\n\tSuddenly, the traffic began to clear out and they started moving forward. It was the fastest they had moved since exiting the toll-way. Up until that point, they had been slowly inching their way closer to the city-exit, where Fenny's dream bathroom awaited her. She looked over in a panic and tugged on Larry's arm. He glanced over and found her looking back with desperation in her eyes. She was biting on her lower lip and quivering from the waist down. In the corner of his eye, he caught the sight of her freehand balled into a fist, suspended awkwardly in air.\n\t“Oh, Fenny, what's up?”\n\tShe unhanded his sleeve and pointed toward the exit ramp directly next to them.\n\t“You gotta pee or somethin'?”\n\tThe red on her cheeks deepened. She nodded.\n\t“Ah damn, you shoulda told me sooner. We just passed the exit.”\n\tThe moment those words left his mouth, they came to a dead stop in the traffic, just next to the median blocking them from merging over to the city-exit.\n\tFenny took a breath and held it for several seconds. She stared forward, a look of surprise on her face. Her expression contorted into a grimace.\n\t“Think you can hold it until the next one?”\n\tShe looked over at him, but quickly averted her despairing gaze. It was her way of saying “I'll try.”\n\t“Yeesh, I didn't know it was so bad. How come you didn't say anything to me sooner?” When he turned to glance at her again, he saw her eyebrows curled forward in annoyance and both of her hands balled into fists. “Alright, alright, never mind. Just try to hold it until we get to the next exit. It shouldn't take long. This kinda traffic never lasts forever.”\n\tFenny grimaced. The pressure between her legs was getting difficult to control, and she was pretty sure her groin was a bit damp―though she was too scared to check. Even when the nearest city-exit had still been an option, she was doubting her ability to hold it until they found a place. Now that it wasn't, she could only look down at her lap with frustration.\n\tWhat was she supposed to do? She thought. Dignified, evolved Pokemon like herself did not pee on themselves. They held it in, maintaining poise and grace the entire time, and that went doubly true for a contest-mon. On top of that, how was she supposed to live such an embarrassing thing down? It would be hard enough to endure if she were alone, but with Larry sitting right next to her? With her urine staining the seat of his car, all out of her helpless inability to stop herself from regressing to the state of a pup?\n\tShe reset her jaw and frowned. She refused to let it happen. Even if she lost control and pissed all over the floor, she would not suffer the indignity of peeing on herself. \n\tHer legs began to twitch. The bouncing became uneven, and the pressure refused to let up. She started to lean forward, her eyes wide, gazing straight ahead, her hips quivering with her hands. She shoved a fist between her legs and pressed down hard on her privates. Larry looked over at her. \n\tThe muscles of her privates were beginning to loosen. She could feel them quivering, the urine was at the very edge her body, ready to spray out at any moment. She felt a single droplet of pee slip out as the pressure reached an apex. It ran down her butt and absorbed into the passenger seat, leaving her breathing heavy and sweating lightly.\n\t“You okay, Fenny?” Larry's voice sounded with authentic concern, which made her feel slightly less alone in her struggle.\n\tFenny shook her head back and forth as she leaned back in the seat. She knew if that happened again, there would be no stopping it.\n\tShe had stated to herself that she would sooner urinate on the floor before she would urinate on herself, but being suddenly faced with the moment of choice made her realize the difficulty there was in emptying her bladder on the floor of her own trainer's car.\n\t“Hey, uh, y'know, if you piss yourself, it's alright. I'm not gonna be mad or anything.... Just see if you can wait. We're not far from the next exit.”\n\tFenny was too distracted by her own distress to get embarrassed or annoyed over his blunt―though admittedly kind―choice of words. She had both hands between her legs, and both legs still pressed together tightly. She was rocking back and forth, and knew that her limit was coming.\n\tThe traffic started to move, and Larry pulled forward, but the car in front of him came to an abrupt stop and he was forced to do the same. Fenny squeaked in distress as the pressure in her waist suddenly escalated. She clenched her teeth and waited for it to return to normal, but instead, it began to escalate just as it had before, except this time it showed no signs of stopping.\n\tLarry saw movement from the corner of his eye. When he looked over, he saw Fenny leaning back in the seat, both of her legs suspended in the air, held wide open. She was reaching down, spreading the lips of her glistening privates with her fingers.\n\t“Fen-”\n\tHe was interrupted by a sudden yellow stream of liquid shooting out from her lower body. Her face was contorted in what appeared to be pleasure, and he heard a soft moan escape her lips a few moments after she started peeing.\n\t“Oh... jeez.”\n\tLarry looked forward and found the traffic beginning to move again. He passed over a hill and saw several miles of visible cars stretched out in front of him, moving freely.\n\tThe sound of urine splattering loudly on the floor mat echoed through the car, and when he listened closely, he could hear a faint hiss coming from her vagina. He looked up at her face and saw that, beyond the pleasure, she had begun to look a bit frustrated. He imagined it was from the sight of the traffic immediately clearing out the moment she had given up on holding it.\n\tThe stream went on for nearly fifteen seconds, heavy, shooting out over the side of the seat and landing on the floor. As the stream started to weaken, the distance started to lessen, and the edge began to dribble on to the end of the seat. Fenny leaned forward and positioned her vagina over the floor and finished, letting every last drop trickle into the small ocean below before pulling back.\n\tThey both remained silent. Larry headed toward the next exit to get off and clean his car. As promised, he was not mad at Fenny, but when he looked at her face, he couldn't help but feel a bit skeptical. He imagined the average Pokemon would have looked a bit more ashamed, but she seemed to be relieved, almost a bit annoyed at what had happened―as if she was the one supposed to feel annoyed.\n\tHe sighed. “I guess there is no helping it....”\n\tFenny looked up at him in confusion, but soon turned away and crossed her arms, her cheeks still glowing red from earlier.\n\t“Hmpf.” \n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\t“Oh, yeah, I think we did pretty well. I mean, yeah, we didn't win, but I wasn't expecting to. You know how different regions can be; they all have to have different standards and-.... Yeah, yeah, no, I know what you mean. No, she did a great job. Isn't that right, Fenny?” Larry looked back and locked eyes with the Braixen following close behind.
\tFenny turned away from him in embarrassment and frowned.
\t“Yeah, she's acting all shy now. You know her, only likes my praise in private.”
\tFenny shot him a frustrated glance.
\t“Anyway, we're not far from the hotel. Forty minutes on the freeway, give or take a few or whatever.... Yeah... yeah, well, compared to some other Contest Halls that isn't bad. Plus, we're leaving now, already in the parking lot....”
\tFenny looked over her shoulder and gave the Contest Hall a fleeting glance. She looked up at Larry, but he was too distracted to notice. She mentally cursed at herself for not getting his attention sooner.
\tThe urge had hit her the moment she'd climbed on stage for introductions, but at the time, it was still a minor issue. She had figured she could just ask to go when the contest concluded, but Larry had begun praising her for her good job the moment she'd walked off, and she'd been so flustered by his words that she was unable to gather the courage needed to pose such an embarrassing question.
\tShe'd decided to ask him later, sometime before they left, but after her cheeks had a chance to cool down. Much to her frustration, however, he'd been roped into conversation after conversation with other trainers, and right when it seemed things were calming down, Fenny reached out to tug on his shirt, but was interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone.
\tIt was hard enough asking with just him listening, but interrupting a phone call for something like that was more than she could bear.
\t“...Yeah, well, lemme catch up with you later, 'kay? I'm at the car. Okay, yeah, sounds good, I'll talk to you later....” Larry hung up the phone. “Alright...” He sighed. “Ready to go?” He got into the driver's seat without waiting for an answer.
\tFenny growled, but it was too low for him to hear. She climbed into the passenger seat, her sneer melting into a look of worry.
\tAs they pulled out of the parking lot, Fenny looked back at the Contest Hall, and then down at her lap. She sighed. Her urge had grown dramatically worse since the start of the contest, and maintaining it for another forty minutes was going to be a challenge. She crossed her legs and rested her head against the window, hoping she would be able to forget her conundrum through daydreaming.
\tThey made it onto the toll-way in just above five minutes and were able to drive at a high speed with little interruption for another ten. Fenny squirmed in her seat and uncrossed her legs. She pressed them together tightly and took a deep breath. Another half-hour would be unpleasant, but she was pretty sure she could make it―not that she had much a choice.
\tWhen Larry reached his exit, he pulled onto a large, looping turn that would take them to the freeway, but before he reached it, he came to a near stop behind a line of cars. They inched up slowly, occasionally jumping ahead a car's length in distance. When he made it all the way through the exit-loop, a mile of stopped cars came into view, occupying all lanes.
\tLarry looked at his phone. “Tck, damn. Right when everybody is getting off work.... Shoulda' left earlier.”
\tThe sight of the traffic made Fenny grimace. What had once been a matter of making it home before Larry made the embarrassing discovery that she had been holding it in the entire time had turned into a real question of whether or not she would make it to a toilet at all.
\tAfter five long minutes of inching forward, they managed to make it off the exit road and onto the freeway, but they were still stuck in gridlock traffic, moving forward only inches at a time. Fenny started to move her legs up and down in an alternating pattern, but her legs were too short to touch the ground while she was sitting. The inability to plant her feet made her muscles tire out quickly, and whenever she stopped moving to give them a break, the pressure against her groin rapidly crescendoed and she was forced to cross her legs again to keep herself from leaking.
\tShe started stealing frequent glances at Larry, becoming annoyed by the fact he was still oblivious to her dilemma. It wasn't like she wanted him to know or anything, but if he did know, at least he could make an effort to stop somewhere. Coming up on the right was an exit into the city, and she knew there would be a place where she could relieve herself. If he didn't notice it after a few more minutes, she would speak up and tell him.
\tShe looked back down at her lap. The pressure was relentless and she could see her bladder beginning to bulge. She was worried about standing up when they found a place, as the sudden shifting of her weight could be enough to make her pee a little. With a hard swallow, she dug her nails into her legs and fought the urge to groan.
\tSuddenly, the traffic began to clear out and they started moving forward. It was the fastest they had moved since exiting the toll-way. Up until that point, they had been slowly inching their way closer to the city-exit, where Fenny's dream bathroom awaited her. She looked over in a panic and tugged on Larry's arm. He glanced over and found her looking back with desperation in her eyes. She was biting on her lower lip and quivering from the waist down. In the corner of his eye, he caught the sight of her freehand balled into a fist, suspended awkwardly in air.
\t“Oh, Fenny, what's up?”
\tShe unhanded his sleeve and pointed toward the exit ramp directly next to them.
\t“You gotta pee or somethin'?”
\tThe red on her cheeks deepened. She nodded.
\t“Ah damn, you shoulda told me sooner. We just passed the exit.”
\tThe moment those words left his mouth, they came to a dead stop in the traffic, just next to the median blocking them from merging over to the city-exit.
\tFenny took a breath and held it for several seconds. She stared forward, a look of surprise on her face. Her expression contorted into a grimace.
\t“Think you can hold it until the next one?”
\tShe looked over at him, but quickly averted her despairing gaze. It was her way of saying “I'll try.”
\t“Yeesh, I didn't know it was so bad. How come you didn't say anything to me sooner?” When he turned to glance at her again, he saw her eyebrows curled forward in annoyance and both of her hands balled into fists. “Alright, alright, never mind. Just try to hold it until we get to the next exit. It shouldn't take long. This kinda traffic never lasts forever.”
\tFenny grimaced. The pressure between her legs was getting difficult to control, and she was pretty sure her groin was a bit damp―though she was too scared to check. Even when the nearest city-exit had still been an option, she was doubting her ability to hold it until they found a place. Now that it wasn't, she could only look down at her lap with frustration.
\tWhat was she supposed to do? She thought. Dignified, evolved Pokemon like herself did not pee on themselves. They held it in, maintaining poise and grace the entire time, and that went doubly true for a contest-mon. On top of that, how was she supposed to live such an embarrassing thing down? It would be hard enough to endure if she were alone, but with Larry sitting right next to her? With her urine staining the seat of his car, all out of her helpless inability to stop herself from regressing to the state of a pup?
\tShe reset her jaw and frowned. She refused to let it happen. Even if she lost control and pissed all over the floor, she would not suffer the indignity of peeing on herself.
\tHer legs began to twitch. The bouncing became uneven, and the pressure refused to let up. She started to lean forward, her eyes wide, gazing straight ahead, her hips quivering with her hands. She shoved a fist between her legs and pressed down hard on her privates. Larry looked over at her.
\tThe muscles of her privates were beginning to loosen. She could feel them quivering, the urine was at the very edge her body, ready to spray out at any moment. She felt a single droplet of pee slip out as the pressure reached an apex. It ran down her butt and absorbed into the passenger seat, leaving her breathing heavy and sweating lightly.
\t“You okay, Fenny?” Larry's voice sounded with authentic concern, which made her feel slightly less alone in her struggle.
\tFenny shook her head back and forth as she leaned back in the seat. She knew if that happened again, there would be no stopping it.
\tShe had stated to herself that she would sooner urinate on the floor before she would urinate on herself, but being suddenly faced with the moment of choice made her realize the difficulty there was in emptying her bladder on the floor of her own trainer's car.
\t“Hey, uh, y'know, if you piss yourself, it's alright. I'm not gonna be mad or anything.... Just see if you can wait. We're not far from the next exit.”
\tFenny was too distracted by her own distress to get embarrassed or annoyed over his blunt―though admittedly kind―choice of words. She had both hands between her legs, and both legs still pressed together tightly. She was rocking back and forth, and knew that her limit was coming.
\tThe traffic started to move, and Larry pulled forward, but the car in front of him came to an abrupt stop and he was forced to do the same. Fenny squeaked in distress as the pressure in her waist suddenly escalated. She clenched her teeth and waited for it to return to normal, but instead, it began to escalate just as it had before, except this time it showed no signs of stopping.
\tLarry saw movement from the corner of his eye. When he looked over, he saw Fenny leaning back in the seat, both of her legs suspended in the air, held wide open. She was reaching down, spreading the lips of her glistening privates with her fingers.
\t“Fen-”
\tHe was interrupted by a sudden yellow stream of liquid shooting out from her lower body. Her face was contorted in what appeared to be pleasure, and he heard a soft moan escape her lips a few moments after she started peeing.
\t“Oh... jeez.”
\tLarry looked forward and found the traffic beginning to move again. He passed over a hill and saw several miles of visible cars stretched out in front of him, moving freely.
\tThe sound of urine splattering loudly on the floor mat echoed through the car, and when he listened closely, he could hear a faint hiss coming from her vagina. He looked up at her face and saw that, beyond the pleasure, she had begun to look a bit frustrated. He imagined it was from the sight of the traffic immediately clearing out the moment she had given up on holding it.
\tThe stream went on for nearly fifteen seconds, heavy, shooting out over the side of the seat and landing on the floor. As the stream started to weaken, the distance started to lessen, and the edge began to dribble on to the end of the seat. Fenny leaned forward and positioned her vagina over the floor and finished, letting every last drop trickle into the small ocean below before pulling back.
\tThey both remained silent. Larry headed toward the next exit to get off and clean his car. As promised, he was not mad at Fenny, but when he looked at her face, he couldn't help but feel a bit skeptical. He imagined the average Pokemon would have looked a bit more ashamed, but she seemed to be relieved, almost a bit annoyed at what had happened―as if she was the one supposed to feel annoyed.
\tHe sighed. “I guess there is no helping it....”
\tFenny looked up at him in confusion, but soon turned away and crossed her arms, her cheeks still glowing red from earlier.
\t“Hmpf.”
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