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Story starring Ruby only. Thought it'd be fun to give her a solo scenario.
As usual I intend it to be brief but end up writing more. I also wanted to actually post this in Winter!

Either way, Ruby's using her half day to explore town, but the day at work has been arduous and as a result she has consumed many waters. But of course it's winter and finding a toilet off peak is an awful experience, oh noes :3c ", "writing": "[i]‘Thank goodness we’re leaving early…’[/i]\n\n\nAfter a deep sigh, Ruby puffs out the chest to stretch her body. Her sore back is incredibly relieved that the shift has concluded. Having spent the last couple of hours ferrying heavy containers across the warehouse, the half day felt well deserved. \nWhat an odd choice by management to expect a fennec to keep up in such a demanding environment. \nWhile the situation left the fox bitter, it wouldn’t be productive to sulk with the weekend ahead of her. \n\n\nBut first, a quick wee. She’d consumed considerably more water than she normally would today. \nHeading into the employee restroom, many of the limited amount of cubicles are already occupied as workers finish their shift. A loud, roaring noise echoing around the room as piss is heard colliding into water and the porcelain. Closing the door behind one of the cubicles, Ruby raises the lid of the toilet. Now to fight with her tight work trousers, as she struggles to tug them down her waist. After vigorously wiggling them down, she lowers her khaki coloured rump onto the cold seat, restraining a gasp as it practically shocks her body.\nPee began trickling from her urethra, splashing in the water before it gains momentum, contributing to the chorus of others within the restroom. \n\n\nWith what is just a routine toilet break, it isn’t very eventful. Outside the cubicle, the squeaks and groans of doors are heard constantly, followed up by the sounds of regular taps dispensing water and blasting of hand dryers. Not unlike what she’s been through hundreds, if not thousands of times.\nHer stream quickly lessens in power, reverting back to a dribble. Her hands instinctively search for bog roll, only to feel the bare cardboard remnants on the holder.\n[i]‘Oh for fuck sakes’[/i] she mutters. Twisting her back, she searches the room, pleading in her mind that the janitor left spares. \nNaturally, there are none. Reluctantly, she lowers her hand underneath her crotch, dabbing the fur on the back of her hand onto her vulva. With her face momentarily recoiling, she retracts her now damp paw. [i]‘I really hope I can wipe with something next time…’[/i]\nThe ordeal over, she exits from the cubicle, ensuring to disinfect her hand before leaving.\n\n\nFinally stowing away her work branded jacket into her locker, the fox grabs a woollen jacket to wrap around her body, flipping the hood over her head to brace for the cold outside. Then she retrieved her keyfob to formally finish her time at work. \nOther workers slowly processed through the electronic auditing device. With the all too familiar beep proceeding her brief swipe of the fob, she’s finally free. \n\n\nAs a welcome surprise. The cold, depressing morning transformed into a rather welcoming sunny afternoon. The frigid temperatures still caused Ruby’s breath to condense in the air. However as a first this new year, the sun is actually present while the fox left work.\nIt would be a waste to not enjoy such a lovely day. Ruby nudged the hood of her jacket away from her head, allowing her large ears to flop up, jingling her ear ring in the process. In the calm air, she soaked in what little heat radiated from the sun. Instead of riding the bus home, getting off in town would mean she’d get the most out of the day.\n\n\nHeading towards the bus stop, the pavement beside her glistened with dew, recently left from melted frost, thanks to the shining sun. In the shade, patches of white held out, hiding from the heat. Reaching a very typical sheltered structure. Ruby stood nearby, the canopy underneath had already been occupied by other workers from the warehouse. An occasional breeze would drift by the fox, briefly shivering her thin coat of fur, but it would also give the slightest tingling sensation in her bladder, despite having gone so recently. \nWork had been especially strenuous, many workers had chosen to take time off rather than come in for half the day. But stores had been expecting a large shipment before the afternoon, requiring Ruby and a couple others to step in to ensure it had all been allocated inside. \nAs a result, the fox felt parched. Having consumed a couple cups worth of water by the dispenser before she left work. The result of which continues to trickle into her bladder. \nHer throat still felt dry however, a refreshing bottle of Oranta was foremost on her mind.\n\n\nHumming down the road, an electric bus brakes and manoeuvres into the lay-by. Coming to a brief stop by the shelter as a queue forms beside it. Paying contactless via her phone, Ruby hops on the bus and walks towards the back. Before she reaches her seat, the bus rapidly accelerates. The fox almost loses her step, still taken aback at how fast the new electrified buses gain velocity.\nShe occupies a nearby seat. Having just felt as though her body sloshed its contents around, the previously faint tingle steadily became more noticeable. It still isn’t an issue to worry about, but it could be a lot worse considering the countless other times she’s travelled on the bus. Nothing harder than to hold in your wee while the vehicle is hurdling over bumps and other deformities on the road…\n\n\nPassing by various urban neighbourhoods and large parks, it just felt like another uneventful bus ride. With her large coat on, the heating within the bus had made it perhaps too warm, it wasn’t often she wished to be in the cold. \nFortunately, her stop would soon come into view with the sight of increased congestion as traffic chokes the roads, and signs of popular brands adorning the buildings around her. After getting off the bus, she walks away from the main thoroughfare, full of loud vehicles passing by, to a more relaxing pedestrianised street. Much of the buildings that lined it had clearly existed for a while, its antiquated brickwork starkly contrasting with the modern and renovated storefronts on the bottom floor. Other, newer developments equally stood out. Visible from the lack of exterior masonry and taller footprint.\n\nFirst, to hydrate herself. A nearby sign illuminates the name [i]Tescrow Express[/i], a smaller variant of a popular supermarket chain in the country. It might not be a [i]Servaldi[/i], but it’s good enough to just grab a drink. \nApproaching the glass facade, Ruby passes a few other anthros milling in the street. There are other shoppers wandering along, but given how early into the afternoon it is, many must still be at work. Not that the fennec minded the calmness of it all.\nThe automatic door slides open. Its bright interior clearly illuminating the aisles, it looks practically identical to many other small Tescrow’s she’s been to. Much like outside, there aren’t many others browsing the store’s items, allowing her to breeze past the shelves to find a section of chilled drinks.\n\n\nPurchasing a 500ml bottle of oranta, she immediately gets to work consuming its contents; swiftly unscrewing the cap from the bottle as she reenters the street. Her lips press against the opening, tipping up the bottle to chug the orange flavoured beverage, without much reprieve to savour the tangy fruitiness of it.\nShe finally parts it away, muttering [i]“Ahh”[/i] under her breath as she inspects the bottle; roughly a quarter of liquid remains as it sloshes around the nearly empty container. With it practically finished anyway, she drank the remaining juice, chucking the bottle into a nearby bin.\nRuby is unsure if she could feel the liquid rush through her body, applying subtle amounts of pressure onto her bladder already. As a slight sensation nagged at her, while it is a little uncomfortable, she’d easily be able to numb the feeling as she walks along. \n\n\nDespite the new year passing some time ago, a couple holiday decorations remain on display. A couple streetlights are lit up with an array of differing patterns. It didn’t matter how irrelevant it is to the season, they still looked very pretty. Elsewhere there are outdated banners overhead. For some storefronts, Christmas decorations persisted in view, many advertising a clearance sale in the hope to dispose of the remaining stock. \nSure, 80% off some fairy lights is an incredibly tempting offer, if Ruby didn’t need to wait a whole year for it to be useful. That’s if it doesn’t tangle and break within a month.\n\n\nDown the street, the area opens up to a cozy plaza. The exposed surroundings invite a gust of freezing wind to pass Ruby, causing her to shiver and become reminded of her slight need. \nHer view looks towards a signpost nearby, stating directions to various points of interest and public locations. It indicated the presence of restrooms within the plaza. Ruby shrugs, with her need gradually increasing, she may as well empty the tank.\nShe traverses the plaza, there isn't much of note while it’s off-season. Just a couple benches and bike stands beside the storefronts, with a couple trees that have shed their leaves in the cold weather.\nReaching the toilets, the fox squeaks a dissatisfied groan; of [i]course[/i] they’d be locked during winter. Her petite bladder is becoming more uncomfortable, however she reassured herself to carry on as normal. It didn’t feel that urgent anyway.\n\n\nShe continues onto an adjoining street, the sight of a newly renovated games shop catching her attention. Recalling how abundant these places had been in her youth, it piqued the fox’s interest. Taking a diversion, she enters through the doors of the store. Indoors, the building is a hybrid of an arcade and games distribution shop. With shelves of recent and retro video games on one side, then arcade systems and other game stations on the other.\nWhile not an avid ‘gamer’, Ruby does occasionally enjoy passing the time on her games console back home. \nShe initially heads to the shelves of games, inspecting the newest releases of a couple game franchises. [i]‘Call of Warfare: Special Operations 6? At what point do they stop??’[/i]\nAs she browses the selection of games, her need builds exponentially. The drink of oranta combines with the water consumed at work, working to rapidly fill her bladder. \nThis caused the fox to mumble a soft groan, really wishing those toilets had been open. \n\n\nBesides a game or two, none enticed her much. While she is here, she may as well check out the other side of the store.\nWalking towards the arcade section, various sound effects are heard amongst the machines. \nSome offered a traditional gamepad, others opting for a gun to represent the controller. \nRuby checked her pocket for any change, finding a couple coins she could use. With the coins being more likely to become lost than actually used, a quick round would be fun.\nShe approached one of the arcades she had not seen in eons since her childhood, labelled [i]“Time Crunch”[/i]. With the familiar single coloured pistol holstered into a groove within the frame of the machine.\nThe anticipation felt, about to reconnect with her childhood is enough to subdue the fox’s nagging bladder, as she began inserting the coins into the designated slot. To her surprise, there is even an option for a contactless method of payment beside it. Shows just how long it has been since her last visit to an establishment like this.\n\n\nWith an announcement, the machine commences onto the main menu. She slides the controller from the holster, pointing it towards the screen to initiate the game. \nSmashing through the first level, Ruby’s confidence is high. Although the tingling sensation in her bladder reintroduces itself. A small distraction at first, but as she finishes the second level, her hips begin bobbing side to side; her subdued need is reintroducing itself rapidly.\nBut she couldn’t stop now, not with the momentum she had, along with another life stored from the coins she’d entered.\n\n\nEntering the third level, the fox could somewhat distract herself by focusing on the screen. The difficulty has increased noticeably, which would be an issue as her aim suffered, her mind struggling to concentrate on the impending targets. \n[i]‘I can do this, I couldn’t have drank that much…’[/i]\nShe progresses through the level without a significant challenge. Despite her slightly shaky aim and soft whining, her experience prevails for now.\n\n\nAt this point, Ruby’s bladder felt slightly bloated. On the level complete screen, her crosshair wobbles around the button to initiate the next section of the game. Not only is she fighting her desperation, but the increasing difficulty of the arcade game.\nWith a deep breath, she defies her biological urges to persist with the activity. \nThe next level opens with a chaotic battlefield, tasked with taking down a rapid onslaught of targets to concentrate on. By now she is struggling to contain her body from fidgeting, as she tackles the challenge while constantly swaying her hips side to side. Finding any method to keep her mind on the task, her paws even begin to tap impatiently on the floor.\n\n\nDespite how much her body fought with her senses, Ruby endures it. Narrowly finishing the level with a slim bit of health remaining. The reprieve from the battlefield relaxed the fox perhaps too much, as she felt the fabric of her underwear become damp. Now she has reached an intermission, her view shifts around the room. \nThere has to be a restroom for customers somewhere. Scanning the room, she initially looks around the rows of arcades, nothing promising is in sight. Nor when she lifts herself on her tiptoes, seeing just over the aisles of games she browsed earlier.\nDesperate, she continues searching, shifting her body along the carpeted floor for a better view of the shop. That’s when her eyes suddenly spot a door between some of the arcade units. As she walks closer, hand moving to restrain her crotch, it unfortunately is only a service door. There are none within the establishment at all, but the fox also took note of any secluded locations inside; some of the arcades had a generous amount of space between it and the wall…\n\n\nVarious thoughts invaded her mind, with her game still in stasis nearby, idly blasting music. The entire room has been void of other customers throughout. It’d almost be too easy to take a pee break.\nHer legs struggled to move as she lumbered towards the service door, the large arcade units either side blocked much of the view around her. They are also set back enough from the wall to present a gap large enough to hide the petite fennec. Ruby scouted her surroundings one last time, whining with more desperation as she felt as though there was no other choice.\nShe angled her bum towards the gap, reversing in her slim figure between the wall and arcade machine. Practically out of sight, her hands worked to tug at her still unwavering work trousers. Struggling to ease them from her waist in her rush to relieve herself. \nAlready feeling her urethra dribble into her underwear, she slips her fingers inside her knickers. With more desperate wiggles, both garments drop down her thighs as her knees bend in tandem, unleashing a torrent of pee onto the patterned carpet. \nImmediately the sound of her hissing stream overcame the bleeps of the nearby arcades, supplemented by the harsh roar of her bladder contents flooding the fabric. \nSighing in bliss, the weight that pressed against her abdomen began to subside. Her body lowered as she relaxed. A puddle quickly forms over the thin carpet, as streaks of liquid are propelled onto the walkway beside the service door.\n\n\nOver by the entrance, the automatic door slides open. Emitting an electronic chime that Nevvie’s ears perked up at. A couple customers must have entered, judging by the chatter between them. Ruby, reluctant to cease her stream, pees for a couple extra seconds. Attempting to empty as much of her bladder as possible. Huffing in discontent, mumbling ‘It’s never this simple’. She restrains the flow of liquid, urethra still dripping profusely as she hastily reaches for her trousers to yank them back up. \nAs the fox nonchalantly exits the corner, the puddle continues to settle. Glistening in the light as a dark patch sprawls from within the gap. Returning to the arcade game, it’s as if she never left. Although the fennec’s bladder has only been eased temporarily. Just as she enters into the next level of [i]Time Crunch[/i], its presence rapidly reoccurs. \n\n\nHaving escaped the alcove so quickly, she’d leaked the last of her pee in her underwear. Still feeling its warmth whilst she engages with the arcade. It’s difficult to discern whether her urethra continued to leak with how soaked it felt. So not only did she still need to pee, but also to dry herself.\nIt isn’t long for the fox to restart her desperate fidgeting; gripping the handle of the controller tighter between each engagement on screen with her tail slowly flailing in the air. Reminding her that she still needed to urgently find a restroom, or at least a place to pee in peace. \n\n\nThose who disturbed the fox, the customers casually browsing games on the other side of the store are completely unaware of Ruby’s plight as she dances to herself by the arcade.\nAs yet more oranta filters into the vulpine’s bladder, the desperation causes the fox to falter, failing the level she is playing. The game reminds the fox that she still has an additional life to use. Causing her to reflect on her decision to use all of her coins. \nShe has to at least finish off the fifth level, how far could the end be anyway?\n\n\nWith the game resuming, Ruby’s character returns with all of their health back. But she really needed to empty her bladder, fully this time. Its weight felt against her abdomen, each manoeuvre the fox makes with her controller causes it to slosh around. Unhelped by her constant dancing, as the mission only becomes more challenging. \nThe thought of relief is constantly on her mind, the game becoming a blur as the desperate fox powers onwards, determined to at least complete this level.\n\n\nAgainst what felt like all odds, she concludes the last section of the mission. Expressing a quiet, but enthusiastic [i]‘Yes!!’[/i] under her breath. \nHer legs constantly shuffle, no differently than in her recent predicament. However the place is still occupied with other customers, despite the gap nearby practically begging to be absorbed with more piss. \nAs much as she wished to continue the momentum, she just had to pee first. \nLeaving the arcade machine, she departs the establishment, but not without one last glance towards the service door. The carpet was still dark and soaked in vulpine urine. \nSince there isn’t a toilet here, she’ll just look for a place that does.\nHowever such a task would end up being incredibly difficult, as Ruby fights to contain her bladder, which feels as though it is ready to burst at the seams, and now she has to find a place that would even allow her to use the restroom.\n\n\nThrough a brief look inside the windows, many are simple shops, offering a slim amount of merchandise. From her experience, they never contain any free to use toilets. \nBut it felt as if she was on the verge of wetting herself. To any passersby, the fox would appear peculiar with her stride consisting of her legs being pressed together, rushing from one window to another. The chill from the wind didn’t help either, as each breeze cooled the liquid stuck to her underwear, causing the fox to gasp from the cold. \nHer best bet is to find a cafe or other food serving joint, but the street is coming closer to the end, with the fox being no closer to a toilet than before. \nLooking through another shopfront window, the interior is similar to the other stores she’d passed before. This one is full of Christmas items on clearance. Juxtaposed by easter themed objects. Much like her decision in the games shop, if she doesn’t at least check inside, how will she know if there isn’t a restroom she is missing?\n\n\nTimidly, the desperate fox enters the store. A quiet bell sounding above, announcing her presence inside. She looks over at the cashier, who didn’t even acknowledge the sound. He sat back, eyes glued to his phone while it played short form videos. Clearly the employee isn’t being compensated enough to even pay attention to his surroundings.\nRuby searches the room, her muzzle moving frantically around in her endeavour to find at least one usable toilet.\nIt should have been obvious, but there naturally isn’t going to be one. Though in her search, she notices only one other customer inside, preoccupied with inspecting one of the easter products.\nWith a subtle drone of a speaker, tuned to one of the radio stations playing in the room. Perhaps she can use this moment to find another secluded spot…\n\n\nRuby approaches the assortment of Christmas decorations. Which are sorted haphazardly in the corner, with items stacked on top of one another. While pretending to ‘browse’ them, like any normal customer would, her sight looks towards some shelves that are attached to the wall. \nThere is a large gap underneath, enough to fit a fox of her stature. Being surrounded by large Christmas props, they’d be just enough to conceal her. \nShe better act fast, Ruby’s quivering legs and scrunched face would look incredibly suspicious if she’s noticed now. With a glance over her shoulder, it’s the perfect opportunity to slip in.\nQuickly, Ruby stepped over the strewn items. Slowly being covered by boxes of unsold goods, until a large festive ornament fully hides her from the shop floor. She turns until her back faces towards the wall, confirming she is safely concealed from view.\nGripping her trousers, she feels more proficient at yanking the stifling garments down her legs, shifting into a squatting position. She tucks herself neatly under the shelves, causing the fennec’s large ears to bend under the plastic panel above, adjusting to the smaller space. Despite the proximity to others, Ruby’s need supersedes any concerns as her urethra gushes with piss, hissing aggressively as it splashes the linoleum floor. Suppressing her immense satisfaction, she channels it into a prolonged mumble consisting of [i]‘Hmnnf…’[/i], trying to avoid alerting the shop of her activity.\n\n\nThe quiet atmosphere is disturbed by a faint sound, not dissimilar to a running tap. For Ruby, the noise echoes around her, rumbling the surface beneath her as the tight space fills with urine. A puddle stretching to the props that block the fox, soaking into the base of them as they help to contain the flash flooding. As worried as she is, the relief is too overwhelming to stop now.\n\n\nThe cashier is unbothered by the water works, his attention still drawn to his phone. It’s possible that the employee hasn’t even noticed the noise occurring. To anyone else, there can be a myriad of other sources causing it. \nFoaming on the floor, urine practically fills the space. Despite its clearish colour, Ruby’s nose twitches; the scent of pee becomes prevalent around her.\nJust as quickly as it started, the quantity of urine that escaped Ruby’s urethra swiftly drained her bladder. Leaving the fox in a state of panting bliss, with her crotch soaked from the torrential downpour that preceded. \n\n\n[i]‘Just my luck. Nothing to wipe with, again!’[/i] Ruby pouts to herself. Glancing around her surroundings. A couple bubbles remain in the yellow puddle in front of her, expanding away from the corner as the floor has no ability to absorb it.\nFor once, luck strikes the fox as one of the boxes beside her contains holiday themed accessories. Her hand reaches in, feeling the soft fabric hug her fur as she grabs the closest one. She withdraws a patterned scarf, the long piece of cloth droops onto the wet floor, immediately coating it in urine. With the dry section of fabric still being held, she drags it towards her crotch. Delicately applying the soft, comfortable material over her urethra. \n[i]‘Oooh! I feel like royalty.’[/i]\nLeaving another damp patch over the scarf, Ruby now has to escape from her vulnerable position. Seeing how the scarf has outlived its usefulness and weighed down in urine, she tosses it aside. Freeing her hands to adjust her trousers, slipping out from the shelf to pull them over her waist. Cautiously, she tip toes out from the corner, briefly needing to step in her puddle as it creeps out into the aisle. \nSwiftly, she darts towards the front door, escaping unnoticed. After today, she’s gained an extra appreciation for clearance sales…", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "‘Thank goodness we’re leaving early…’


After a deep sigh, Ruby puffs out the chest to stretch her body. Her sore back is incredibly relieved that the shift has concluded. Having spent the last couple of hours ferrying heavy containers across the warehouse, the half day felt well deserved.
What an odd choice by management to expect a fennec to keep up in such a demanding environment.
While the situation left the fox bitter, it wouldn’t be productive to sulk with the weekend ahead of her.


But first, a quick wee. She’d consumed considerably more water than she normally would today.
Heading into the employee restroom, many of the limited amount of cubicles are already occupied as workers finish their shift. A loud, roaring noise echoing around the room as piss is heard colliding into water and the porcelain. Closing the door behind one of the cubicles, Ruby raises the lid of the toilet. Now to fight with her tight work trousers, as she struggles to tug them down her waist. After vigorously wiggling them down, she lowers her khaki coloured rump onto the cold seat, restraining a gasp as it practically shocks her body.
Pee began trickling from her urethra, splashing in the water before it gains momentum, contributing to the chorus of others within the restroom.


With what is just a routine toilet break, it isn’t very eventful. Outside the cubicle, the squeaks and groans of doors are heard constantly, followed up by the sounds of regular taps dispensing water and blasting of hand dryers. Not unlike what she’s been through hundreds, if not thousands of times.
Her stream quickly lessens in power, reverting back to a dribble. Her hands instinctively search for bog roll, only to feel the bare cardboard remnants on the holder.
‘Oh for fuck sakes’ she mutters. Twisting her back, she searches the room, pleading in her mind that the janitor left spares.
Naturally, there are none. Reluctantly, she lowers her hand underneath her crotch, dabbing the fur on the back of her hand onto her vulva. With her face momentarily recoiling, she retracts her now damp paw. ‘I really hope I can wipe with something next time…’
The ordeal over, she exits from the cubicle, ensuring to disinfect her hand before leaving.


Finally stowing away her work branded jacket into her locker, the fox grabs a woollen jacket to wrap around her body, flipping the hood over her head to brace for the cold outside. Then she retrieved her keyfob to formally finish her time at work.
Other workers slowly processed through the electronic auditing device. With the all too familiar beep proceeding her brief swipe of the fob, she’s finally free.


As a welcome surprise. The cold, depressing morning transformed into a rather welcoming sunny afternoon. The frigid temperatures still caused Ruby’s breath to condense in the air. However as a first this new year, the sun is actually present while the fox left work.
It would be a waste to not enjoy such a lovely day. Ruby nudged the hood of her jacket away from her head, allowing her large ears to flop up, jingling her ear ring in the process. In the calm air, she soaked in what little heat radiated from the sun. Instead of riding the bus home, getting off in town would mean she’d get the most out of the day.


Heading towards the bus stop, the pavement beside her glistened with dew, recently left from melted frost, thanks to the shining sun. In the shade, patches of white held out, hiding from the heat. Reaching a very typical sheltered structure. Ruby stood nearby, the canopy underneath had already been occupied by other workers from the warehouse. An occasional breeze would drift by the fox, briefly shivering her thin coat of fur, but it would also give the slightest tingling sensation in her bladder, despite having gone so recently.
Work had been especially strenuous, many workers had chosen to take time off rather than come in for half the day. But stores had been expecting a large shipment before the afternoon, requiring Ruby and a couple others to step in to ensure it had all been allocated inside.
As a result, the fox felt parched. Having consumed a couple cups worth of water by the dispenser before she left work. The result of which continues to trickle into her bladder.
Her throat still felt dry however, a refreshing bottle of Oranta was foremost on her mind.


Humming down the road, an electric bus brakes and manoeuvres into the lay-by. Coming to a brief stop by the shelter as a queue forms beside it. Paying contactless via her phone, Ruby hops on the bus and walks towards the back. Before she reaches her seat, the bus rapidly accelerates. The fox almost loses her step, still taken aback at how fast the new electrified buses gain velocity.
She occupies a nearby seat. Having just felt as though her body sloshed its contents around, the previously faint tingle steadily became more noticeable. It still isn’t an issue to worry about, but it could be a lot worse considering the countless other times she’s travelled on the bus. Nothing harder than to hold in your wee while the vehicle is hurdling over bumps and other deformities on the road…


Passing by various urban neighbourhoods and large parks, it just felt like another uneventful bus ride. With her large coat on, the heating within the bus had made it perhaps too warm, it wasn’t often she wished to be in the cold.
Fortunately, her stop would soon come into view with the sight of increased congestion as traffic chokes the roads, and signs of popular brands adorning the buildings around her. After getting off the bus, she walks away from the main thoroughfare, full of loud vehicles passing by, to a more relaxing pedestrianised street. Much of the buildings that lined it had clearly existed for a while, its antiquated brickwork starkly contrasting with the modern and renovated storefronts on the bottom floor. Other, newer developments equally stood out. Visible from the lack of exterior masonry and taller footprint.

First, to hydrate herself. A nearby sign illuminates the name Tescrow Express, a smaller variant of a popular supermarket chain in the country. It might not be a Servaldi, but it’s good enough to just grab a drink.
Approaching the glass facade, Ruby passes a few other anthros milling in the street. There are other shoppers wandering along, but given how early into the afternoon it is, many must still be at work. Not that the fennec minded the calmness of it all.
The automatic door slides open. Its bright interior clearly illuminating the aisles, it looks practically identical to many other small Tescrow’s she’s been to. Much like outside, there aren’t many others browsing the store’s items, allowing her to breeze past the shelves to find a section of chilled drinks.


Purchasing a 500ml bottle of oranta, she immediately gets to work consuming its contents; swiftly unscrewing the cap from the bottle as she reenters the street. Her lips press against the opening, tipping up the bottle to chug the orange flavoured beverage, without much reprieve to savour the tangy fruitiness of it.
She finally parts it away, muttering “Ahh” under her breath as she inspects the bottle; roughly a quarter of liquid remains as it sloshes around the nearly empty container. With it practically finished anyway, she drank the remaining juice, chucking the bottle into a nearby bin.
Ruby is unsure if she could feel the liquid rush through her body, applying subtle amounts of pressure onto her bladder already. As a slight sensation nagged at her, while it is a little uncomfortable, she’d easily be able to numb the feeling as she walks along.


Despite the new year passing some time ago, a couple holiday decorations remain on display. A couple streetlights are lit up with an array of differing patterns. It didn’t matter how irrelevant it is to the season, they still looked very pretty. Elsewhere there are outdated banners overhead. For some storefronts, Christmas decorations persisted in view, many advertising a clearance sale in the hope to dispose of the remaining stock.
Sure, 80% off some fairy lights is an incredibly tempting offer, if Ruby didn’t need to wait a whole year for it to be useful. That’s if it doesn’t tangle and break within a month.


Down the street, the area opens up to a cozy plaza. The exposed surroundings invite a gust of freezing wind to pass Ruby, causing her to shiver and become reminded of her slight need.
Her view looks towards a signpost nearby, stating directions to various points of interest and public locations. It indicated the presence of restrooms within the plaza. Ruby shrugs, with her need gradually increasing, she may as well empty the tank.
She traverses the plaza, there isn't much of note while it’s off-season. Just a couple benches and bike stands beside the storefronts, with a couple trees that have shed their leaves in the cold weather.
Reaching the toilets, the fox squeaks a dissatisfied groan; of course they’d be locked during winter. Her petite bladder is becoming more uncomfortable, however she reassured herself to carry on as normal. It didn’t feel that urgent anyway.


She continues onto an adjoining street, the sight of a newly renovated games shop catching her attention. Recalling how abundant these places had been in her youth, it piqued the fox’s interest. Taking a diversion, she enters through the doors of the store. Indoors, the building is a hybrid of an arcade and games distribution shop. With shelves of recent and retro video games on one side, then arcade systems and other game stations on the other.
While not an avid ‘gamer’, Ruby does occasionally enjoy passing the time on her games console back home.
She initially heads to the shelves of games, inspecting the newest releases of a couple game franchises. ‘Call of Warfare: Special Operations 6? At what point do they stop??’
As she browses the selection of games, her need builds exponentially. The drink of oranta combines with the water consumed at work, working to rapidly fill her bladder.
This caused the fox to mumble a soft groan, really wishing those toilets had been open.


Besides a game or two, none enticed her much. While she is here, she may as well check out the other side of the store.
Walking towards the arcade section, various sound effects are heard amongst the machines.
Some offered a traditional gamepad, others opting for a gun to represent the controller.
Ruby checked her pocket for any change, finding a couple coins she could use. With the coins being more likely to become lost than actually used, a quick round would be fun.
She approached one of the arcades she had not seen in eons since her childhood, labelled “Time Crunch”. With the familiar single coloured pistol holstered into a groove within the frame of the machine.
The anticipation felt, about to reconnect with her childhood is enough to subdue the fox’s nagging bladder, as she began inserting the coins into the designated slot. To her surprise, there is even an option for a contactless method of payment beside it. Shows just how long it has been since her last visit to an establishment like this.


With an announcement, the machine commences onto the main menu. She slides the controller from the holster, pointing it towards the screen to initiate the game.
Smashing through the first level, Ruby’s confidence is high. Although the tingling sensation in her bladder reintroduces itself. A small distraction at first, but as she finishes the second level, her hips begin bobbing side to side; her subdued need is reintroducing itself rapidly.
But she couldn’t stop now, not with the momentum she had, along with another life stored from the coins she’d entered.


Entering the third level, the fox could somewhat distract herself by focusing on the screen. The difficulty has increased noticeably, which would be an issue as her aim suffered, her mind struggling to concentrate on the impending targets.
‘I can do this, I couldn’t have drank that much…’
She progresses through the level without a significant challenge. Despite her slightly shaky aim and soft whining, her experience prevails for now.


At this point, Ruby’s bladder felt slightly bloated. On the level complete screen, her crosshair wobbles around the button to initiate the next section of the game. Not only is she fighting her desperation, but the increasing difficulty of the arcade game.
With a deep breath, she defies her biological urges to persist with the activity.
The next level opens with a chaotic battlefield, tasked with taking down a rapid onslaught of targets to concentrate on. By now she is struggling to contain her body from fidgeting, as she tackles the challenge while constantly swaying her hips side to side. Finding any method to keep her mind on the task, her paws even begin to tap impatiently on the floor.


Despite how much her body fought with her senses, Ruby endures it. Narrowly finishing the level with a slim bit of health remaining. The reprieve from the battlefield relaxed the fox perhaps too much, as she felt the fabric of her underwear become damp. Now she has reached an intermission, her view shifts around the room.
There has to be a restroom for customers somewhere. Scanning the room, she initially looks around the rows of arcades, nothing promising is in sight. Nor when she lifts herself on her tiptoes, seeing just over the aisles of games she browsed earlier.
Desperate, she continues searching, shifting her body along the carpeted floor for a better view of the shop. That’s when her eyes suddenly spot a door between some of the arcade units. As she walks closer, hand moving to restrain her crotch, it unfortunately is only a service door. There are none within the establishment at all, but the fox also took note of any secluded locations inside; some of the arcades had a generous amount of space between it and the wall…


Various thoughts invaded her mind, with her game still in stasis nearby, idly blasting music. The entire room has been void of other customers throughout. It’d almost be too easy to take a pee break.
Her legs struggled to move as she lumbered towards the service door, the large arcade units either side blocked much of the view around her. They are also set back enough from the wall to present a gap large enough to hide the petite fennec. Ruby scouted her surroundings one last time, whining with more desperation as she felt as though there was no other choice.
She angled her bum towards the gap, reversing in her slim figure between the wall and arcade machine. Practically out of sight, her hands worked to tug at her still unwavering work trousers. Struggling to ease them from her waist in her rush to relieve herself.
Already feeling her urethra dribble into her underwear, she slips her fingers inside her knickers. With more desperate wiggles, both garments drop down her thighs as her knees bend in tandem, unleashing a torrent of pee onto the patterned carpet.
Immediately the sound of her hissing stream overcame the bleeps of the nearby arcades, supplemented by the harsh roar of her bladder contents flooding the fabric.
Sighing in bliss, the weight that pressed against her abdomen began to subside. Her body lowered as she relaxed. A puddle quickly forms over the thin carpet, as streaks of liquid are propelled onto the walkway beside the service door.


Over by the entrance, the automatic door slides open. Emitting an electronic chime that Nevvie’s ears perked up at. A couple customers must have entered, judging by the chatter between them. Ruby, reluctant to cease her stream, pees for a couple extra seconds. Attempting to empty as much of her bladder as possible. Huffing in discontent, mumbling ‘It’s never this simple’. She restrains the flow of liquid, urethra still dripping profusely as she hastily reaches for her trousers to yank them back up.
As the fox nonchalantly exits the corner, the puddle continues to settle. Glistening in the light as a dark patch sprawls from within the gap. Returning to the arcade game, it’s as if she never left. Although the fennec’s bladder has only been eased temporarily. Just as she enters into the next level of Time Crunch, its presence rapidly reoccurs.


Having escaped the alcove so quickly, she’d leaked the last of her pee in her underwear. Still feeling its warmth whilst she engages with the arcade. It’s difficult to discern whether her urethra continued to leak with how soaked it felt. So not only did she still need to pee, but also to dry herself.
It isn’t long for the fox to restart her desperate fidgeting; gripping the handle of the controller tighter between each engagement on screen with her tail slowly flailing in the air. Reminding her that she still needed to urgently find a restroom, or at least a place to pee in peace.


Those who disturbed the fox, the customers casually browsing games on the other side of the store are completely unaware of Ruby’s plight as she dances to herself by the arcade.
As yet more oranta filters into the vulpine’s bladder, the desperation causes the fox to falter, failing the level she is playing. The game reminds the fox that she still has an additional life to use. Causing her to reflect on her decision to use all of her coins.
She has to at least finish off the fifth level, how far could the end be anyway?


With the game resuming, Ruby’s character returns with all of their health back. But she really needed to empty her bladder, fully this time. Its weight felt against her abdomen, each manoeuvre the fox makes with her controller causes it to slosh around. Unhelped by her constant dancing, as the mission only becomes more challenging.
The thought of relief is constantly on her mind, the game becoming a blur as the desperate fox powers onwards, determined to at least complete this level.


Against what felt like all odds, she concludes the last section of the mission. Expressing a quiet, but enthusiastic ‘Yes!!’ under her breath.
Her legs constantly shuffle, no differently than in her recent predicament. However the place is still occupied with other customers, despite the gap nearby practically begging to be absorbed with more piss.
As much as she wished to continue the momentum, she just had to pee first.
Leaving the arcade machine, she departs the establishment, but not without one last glance towards the service door. The carpet was still dark and soaked in vulpine urine.
Since there isn’t a toilet here, she’ll just look for a place that does.
However such a task would end up being incredibly difficult, as Ruby fights to contain her bladder, which feels as though it is ready to burst at the seams, and now she has to find a place that would even allow her to use the restroom.


Through a brief look inside the windows, many are simple shops, offering a slim amount of merchandise. From her experience, they never contain any free to use toilets.
But it felt as if she was on the verge of wetting herself. To any passersby, the fox would appear peculiar with her stride consisting of her legs being pressed together, rushing from one window to another. The chill from the wind didn’t help either, as each breeze cooled the liquid stuck to her underwear, causing the fox to gasp from the cold.
Her best bet is to find a cafe or other food serving joint, but the street is coming closer to the end, with the fox being no closer to a toilet than before.
Looking through another shopfront window, the interior is similar to the other stores she’d passed before. This one is full of Christmas items on clearance. Juxtaposed by easter themed objects. Much like her decision in the games shop, if she doesn’t at least check inside, how will she know if there isn’t a restroom she is missing?


Timidly, the desperate fox enters the store. A quiet bell sounding above, announcing her presence inside. She looks over at the cashier, who didn’t even acknowledge the sound. He sat back, eyes glued to his phone while it played short form videos. Clearly the employee isn’t being compensated enough to even pay attention to his surroundings.
Ruby searches the room, her muzzle moving frantically around in her endeavour to find at least one usable toilet.
It should have been obvious, but there naturally isn’t going to be one. Though in her search, she notices only one other customer inside, preoccupied with inspecting one of the easter products.
With a subtle drone of a speaker, tuned to one of the radio stations playing in the room. Perhaps she can use this moment to find another secluded spot…


Ruby approaches the assortment of Christmas decorations. Which are sorted haphazardly in the corner, with items stacked on top of one another. While pretending to ‘browse’ them, like any normal customer would, her sight looks towards some shelves that are attached to the wall.
There is a large gap underneath, enough to fit a fox of her stature. Being surrounded by large Christmas props, they’d be just enough to conceal her.
She better act fast, Ruby’s quivering legs and scrunched face would look incredibly suspicious if she’s noticed now. With a glance over her shoulder, it’s the perfect opportunity to slip in.
Quickly, Ruby stepped over the strewn items. Slowly being covered by boxes of unsold goods, until a large festive ornament fully hides her from the shop floor. She turns until her back faces towards the wall, confirming she is safely concealed from view.
Gripping her trousers, she feels more proficient at yanking the stifling garments down her legs, shifting into a squatting position. She tucks herself neatly under the shelves, causing the fennec’s large ears to bend under the plastic panel above, adjusting to the smaller space. Despite the proximity to others, Ruby’s need supersedes any concerns as her urethra gushes with piss, hissing aggressively as it splashes the linoleum floor. Suppressing her immense satisfaction, she channels it into a prolonged mumble consisting of ‘Hmnnf…’, trying to avoid alerting the shop of her activity.


The quiet atmosphere is disturbed by a faint sound, not dissimilar to a running tap. For Ruby, the noise echoes around her, rumbling the surface beneath her as the tight space fills with urine. A puddle stretching to the props that block the fox, soaking into the base of them as they help to contain the flash flooding. As worried as she is, the relief is too overwhelming to stop now.


The cashier is unbothered by the water works, his attention still drawn to his phone. It’s possible that the employee hasn’t even noticed the noise occurring. To anyone else, there can be a myriad of other sources causing it.
Foaming on the floor, urine practically fills the space. Despite its clearish colour, Ruby’s nose twitches; the scent of pee becomes prevalent around her.
Just as quickly as it started, the quantity of urine that escaped Ruby’s urethra swiftly drained her bladder. Leaving the fox in a state of panting bliss, with her crotch soaked from the torrential downpour that preceded.


‘Just my luck. Nothing to wipe with, again!’ Ruby pouts to herself. Glancing around her surroundings. A couple bubbles remain in the yellow puddle in front of her, expanding away from the corner as the floor has no ability to absorb it.
For once, luck strikes the fox as one of the boxes beside her contains holiday themed accessories. Her hand reaches in, feeling the soft fabric hug her fur as she grabs the closest one. She withdraws a patterned scarf, the long piece of cloth droops onto the wet floor, immediately coating it in urine. With the dry section of fabric still being held, she drags it towards her crotch. Delicately applying the soft, comfortable material over her urethra.
‘Oooh! I feel like royalty.’
Leaving another damp patch over the scarf, Ruby now has to escape from her vulnerable position. Seeing how the scarf has outlived its usefulness and weighed down in urine, she tosses it aside. Freeing her hands to adjust her trousers, slipping out from the shelf to pull them over her waist. Cautiously, she tip toes out from the corner, briefly needing to step in her puddle as it creeps out into the aisle.
Swiftly, she darts towards the front door, escaping unnoticed. After today, she’s gained an extra appreciation for clearance sales…", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Out of Peeason", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/plain", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "264" }