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Being an especially cold afternoon, Nevvie finds herself rushing the train station. Rushed and with a full bladder! What shenanigans will she get up to??", "writing": "Train Station 'Toilet':\n\nNevvie trudged through the harsh winter wind. Paws holding back her thick woolen hair over her head as she struggled to walk, quivering a little from her need to pee.\nThe sheep temporarily ducked behind a closed stall to shield herself from the wind. Taking out her phone to view the time. \n'2 minutes to 3… I'm gonna miss the bloody train!!'\nNevvie was a hotheaded ovine; quick to temper but friendly overall. She had little patience for anything that got on her nerves, be it from her own lack of foresight or otherwise.\n\n\nJust before she began walking a brisk gust of wind rounded the corner, catching underneath her skirt, expanding it as if it were an umbrella. The freezing wind passed through her exposed underside, jolting her bladder as it only reminded her of its urgency.\n'If only I had time to piss before I left…'\n\n\nLeaving the stall and the little protection it provided she headed onwards, spurred by the cold and her need. Lightly jogging until she rounded the street, the old brick station up ahead.\nOnly a short distance to go now, her clothes fluttered in the wind whilst her legs worked against the strong weather, any exposed part of her body was incredibly numb from the cold\nA small jolt of warm piss infiltrated her knickers as she struggled maintaining her body through the harsh temperature, the cold rushing to freeze the moist patch, causing her to bleat softly.\n\n\nRushing through the entrance she tilted her head up to see the panel above, showing the time was exactly when the train should arrive. Perhaps she made it? \nOne last hurdle through the ticket gates, luckily all were open from the time being off-peak. Running onto the platform, both directions were void of all trains. In despair at having to potentially wait an hour for the next train, a voice on the tannoy announced: \n\"Unfortunately due to the unforeseen weather conditions the 15:00 train has been delayed by up to ten minutes.\"\n\"Ugh, trains are a fooking joke.\" She muttered to herself, her prevalent Scottish accent revealing itself as she was simultaneously annoyed but relieved that she didn't miss her train.\n\n\nAs quickly as her relief came, she clearly needed to deal with another problem as the frigid wind blew across the exposed platform, freezing her in place as the wet patch in her underwear became colder.\n'While I'm here I've gotta at least find the toilet…'\n\n\nHer legs squeezed together as she waddled down the platform, wandering across the deserted platform, braving further gusts of wind that attacked her vulnerable bladder. \nLuckily the only toilets were located on her side of the platform, heading towards the door she shook at the metal handle, hardly feeling any sensation from her frozen paws as she bobbed around on the spot. However the door wouldn't budge, all she did was loosen some of the blue paint on the already scratched and worn wood exterior of it. Seems it was closed like most are during the winter.\n\"Christ, how hard is it to just keep the sodding toilets open?\" \n\n\nHer train would only be about 8 minutes away now, she could easily wait to use the facilities on board. For now, she wanted out of the harsh wind and to try and restrain her bladder, free from the wind chill. \n\n\nNext to the restrooms she remembered there was a small indoor waiting area, the see through windows revealing a rather simplistic array of metal benches along the walls. \nThis door was open luckily and she eagerly shut it after she was inside. \nIt wasn't much warmer than being outside but the removal of any wind made it worthwhile.\n\n\nAlthough the dilapidation of the station could really be felt in the waiting room; much of the floor was discoloured from the usual sterile white look, covered in small pieces of litter and dirt. The bench's paint had largely been chipped off after years of use, exposing the shiny metal underneath and the stale smell made it clear it definitely hadn't been tended to in a long while.\nNevvies legs bounced and she could barely keep still, she couldn't stop thinking about how good this room would be to take a quick 'break' of her own in.\n'Hmm… I still need a piss… and this room is already minging…'\n\n\nScouting the walls for any cameras, there were none as she expected. She was quite familiar with the procedure, having done her fair share of public urination before. Quickly checking outside on the platform, having to fight the wind to open the door. Activity still seemed scarce on her side, the furs on the other side may be able to see inside, however the window should be high enough that it wouldn't arouse suspicion.\n\n\nClosing the door, Nevvie immediately reached under her skirt, rushing towards the bench near the door, right by the windows. She reached into a convenient hole through her tights and pulled her damp panties aside, her pink urethra visible through the gap as she lowered her body just above the cold metal bench.\n\n\nImmediately a thick stream of piss bursts out, some splashing onto the metal bar and the rest falling through the gap onto the floor, colliding on one of those free train station newspapers, immediately soaking the pages in yellow.\n\"Oooh finally~\" she sighs, her muzzle pointing up as she finds herself relieved even more this time.\nSteam rose from the hot torrent of piss, warming her thighs as it created condensation on the window above.\nThe loud splashing echoed around the empty room, completely engulfing it in her sighs and piss as she indulged in her moment of privacy. \n\n\nThe door then suddenly swung open, a jackal poked his head through and noticed Nevvie relieving herself, the large puddle expanding across the floor at a fast rate. \nThe sheep, startled but still pissing strong, snapped at the canine for intruding and keeping his eye contact, clearly fixated on the show she was providing.\n\"Oi wanker!! Can't I have some privacy?!\"\nFinding himself intimidated by a sheep, of all creatures! The jackal backed out from the room, flustered from the lewd display. Leaving Nevvie to continue 'using' the room in private.\n\n\n\nUnfazed by the encounter, she whispered 'pervs' and rolled her eyes. She kept her high squat, the pressure in her bladder having freed itself. Looking below, her puddle almost reached her shoes, the floor looked as if it had gotten its first wash in months too.\nAs blissful as it was, the sheep's stream waned after half a minute, she reached into her handbag to retrieve a pack of pocket tissues to prepare. \n\n\nHer urethra slowed to a drip as she found it difficult to precisely pull out a tissue with her frozen hand, struggling just as much to wipe her dripping genitals, the paper slipping from her hand and falling onto the bench, only slightly damp as she cursed under her breath and retrieved another tissue. \n\n\nWiping up the last remnants of her piss, it was discarded directly onto her puddle, the fragile paper soaking immediately and succumbing to the weight of the liquid, the newspaper having soaked an impressive amount of her pee, the entire puddle emitting thin lines of steam from the floor.\n\n\nThe room's old stale scent had been replaced to that of sheep's piss, an improvement nonetheless as she just had to put her knickers back over her genitals. She didn't exactly want to stay in the waiting room any longer so Nevvie opened the door to see the Jackal waiting outside by the wall. \n\"Room's free now~\" \nShe said, a visible bulge poking from his trousers as he headed inside, likely having watched the rest of her piss from outside. \nThe sheep noticed the time on one of the station clocks, all of that and still 4 minutes to go…", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Train Station 'Toilet':

Nevvie trudged through the harsh winter wind. Paws holding back her thick woolen hair over her head as she struggled to walk, quivering a little from her need to pee.
The sheep temporarily ducked behind a closed stall to shield herself from the wind. Taking out her phone to view the time.
'2 minutes to 3… I'm gonna miss the bloody train!!'
Nevvie was a hotheaded ovine; quick to temper but friendly overall. She had little patience for anything that got on her nerves, be it from her own lack of foresight or otherwise.


Just before she began walking a brisk gust of wind rounded the corner, catching underneath her skirt, expanding it as if it were an umbrella. The freezing wind passed through her exposed underside, jolting her bladder as it only reminded her of its urgency.
'If only I had time to piss before I left…'


Leaving the stall and the little protection it provided she headed onwards, spurred by the cold and her need. Lightly jogging until she rounded the street, the old brick station up ahead.
Only a short distance to go now, her clothes fluttered in the wind whilst her legs worked against the strong weather, any exposed part of her body was incredibly numb from the cold
A small jolt of warm piss infiltrated her knickers as she struggled maintaining her body through the harsh temperature, the cold rushing to freeze the moist patch, causing her to bleat softly.


Rushing through the entrance she tilted her head up to see the panel above, showing the time was exactly when the train should arrive. Perhaps she made it?
One last hurdle through the ticket gates, luckily all were open from the time being off-peak. Running onto the platform, both directions were void of all trains. In despair at having to potentially wait an hour for the next train, a voice on the tannoy announced:
"Unfortunately due to the unforeseen weather conditions the 15:00 train has been delayed by up to ten minutes."
"Ugh, trains are a fooking joke." She muttered to herself, her prevalent Scottish accent revealing itself as she was simultaneously annoyed but relieved that she didn't miss her train.


As quickly as her relief came, she clearly needed to deal with another problem as the frigid wind blew across the exposed platform, freezing her in place as the wet patch in her underwear became colder.
'While I'm here I've gotta at least find the toilet…'


Her legs squeezed together as she waddled down the platform, wandering across the deserted platform, braving further gusts of wind that attacked her vulnerable bladder.
Luckily the only toilets were located on her side of the platform, heading towards the door she shook at the metal handle, hardly feeling any sensation from her frozen paws as she bobbed around on the spot. However the door wouldn't budge, all she did was loosen some of the blue paint on the already scratched and worn wood exterior of it. Seems it was closed like most are during the winter.
"Christ, how hard is it to just keep the sodding toilets open?"


Her train would only be about 8 minutes away now, she could easily wait to use the facilities on board. For now, she wanted out of the harsh wind and to try and restrain her bladder, free from the wind chill.


Next to the restrooms she remembered there was a small indoor waiting area, the see through windows revealing a rather simplistic array of metal benches along the walls.
This door was open luckily and she eagerly shut it after she was inside.
It wasn't much warmer than being outside but the removal of any wind made it worthwhile.


Although the dilapidation of the station could really be felt in the waiting room; much of the floor was discoloured from the usual sterile white look, covered in small pieces of litter and dirt. The bench's paint had largely been chipped off after years of use, exposing the shiny metal underneath and the stale smell made it clear it definitely hadn't been tended to in a long while.
Nevvies legs bounced and she could barely keep still, she couldn't stop thinking about how good this room would be to take a quick 'break' of her own in.
'Hmm… I still need a piss… and this room is already minging…'


Scouting the walls for any cameras, there were none as she expected. She was quite familiar with the procedure, having done her fair share of public urination before. Quickly checking outside on the platform, having to fight the wind to open the door. Activity still seemed scarce on her side, the furs on the other side may be able to see inside, however the window should be high enough that it wouldn't arouse suspicion.


Closing the door, Nevvie immediately reached under her skirt, rushing towards the bench near the door, right by the windows. She reached into a convenient hole through her tights and pulled her damp panties aside, her pink urethra visible through the gap as she lowered her body just above the cold metal bench.


Immediately a thick stream of piss bursts out, some splashing onto the metal bar and the rest falling through the gap onto the floor, colliding on one of those free train station newspapers, immediately soaking the pages in yellow.
"Oooh finally~" she sighs, her muzzle pointing up as she finds herself relieved even more this time.
Steam rose from the hot torrent of piss, warming her thighs as it created condensation on the window above.
The loud splashing echoed around the empty room, completely engulfing it in her sighs and piss as she indulged in her moment of privacy.


The door then suddenly swung open, a jackal poked his head through and noticed Nevvie relieving herself, the large puddle expanding across the floor at a fast rate.
The sheep, startled but still pissing strong, snapped at the canine for intruding and keeping his eye contact, clearly fixated on the show she was providing.
"Oi wanker!! Can't I have some privacy?!"
Finding himself intimidated by a sheep, of all creatures! The jackal backed out from the room, flustered from the lewd display. Leaving Nevvie to continue 'using' the room in private.



Unfazed by the encounter, she whispered 'pervs' and rolled her eyes. She kept her high squat, the pressure in her bladder having freed itself. Looking below, her puddle almost reached her shoes, the floor looked as if it had gotten its first wash in months too.
As blissful as it was, the sheep's stream waned after half a minute, she reached into her handbag to retrieve a pack of pocket tissues to prepare.


Her urethra slowed to a drip as she found it difficult to precisely pull out a tissue with her frozen hand, struggling just as much to wipe her dripping genitals, the paper slipping from her hand and falling onto the bench, only slightly damp as she cursed under her breath and retrieved another tissue.


Wiping up the last remnants of her piss, it was discarded directly onto her puddle, the fragile paper soaking immediately and succumbing to the weight of the liquid, the newspaper having soaked an impressive amount of her pee, the entire puddle emitting thin lines of steam from the floor.


The room's old stale scent had been replaced to that of sheep's piss, an improvement nonetheless as she just had to put her knickers back over her genitals. She didn't exactly want to stay in the waiting room any longer so Nevvie opened the door to see the Jackal waiting outside by the wall.
"Room's free now~"
She said, a visible bulge poking from his trousers as he headed inside, likely having watched the rest of her piss from outside.
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