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Because of issues uploading this and some... Weird... Stuff... Involving Inkbunny, I'm separating the full story into four or five separate posts and just smushing them all into a Pool together. It made tagging a nightmare!

This story was a commission! I apparently do writing commissions! The catch there: I have to enjoy it.

Do note, the best way to experience this story is through the docs, since they include italicization and better formatting. But if you're lazy, you can also read on-site. I guess.

This is almost as big as the previous chapter and uses just as much funky text shenanigans. Had ~7,000 words. This is Part 4, the chapter I enjoyed writing the most. This thing is a MONSTER, just like the one prior. Because of the sheer size of it, expect there to be more minor formatting issues with the on-site version compared to the first few chapters. I'm not fixing those. Again, too much effort.

I had a lot of fun with this commission, learned a lot, and overall had a blast! The stress of COVID-19 really fucked me up and made it take way longer than expected, but I managed to pull through. I even had some imposter syndrome crop up during the writing of this chapter and I thought it'd pale next to the chapters prior. According to Ashi, nope! It's the BEST chapter. And I think I agree! I ADORED writing the Bubbles watersports bits. ", "writing": "Sandra briskly powerwalked out of Winders with utmost haste and made tracks away from the store, hoping to intercept Bubbles before she could get anywhere within 200 metres of the wreckage of that changing room. With thoughts of the topped off condom she called her best friend Ela and the notion of the gigatons of trouble she'd be in if Bubbles got even remotely within sniffing range of her girlfriend motivating her, Sandra whipped her phone out of her pocket and pulled the group chat right back up. \n\n``Change of plans, meet me at Arbeans? They didn't have what I was looking for at Winders.''\n\nShe tucked her phone back into her pocket, kept her head down, and with as little fanfare as she possibly could, speed-shuffled her way to the ludicrously effeminate clothing store. \n\nShe sighed through her nose as she briskly walked, feeling her oversensitive horse-nuts slapping her thighs with every shift of her legs. Every bump of thighmeat to horsemeat sent a little shiver of ecstasy through her, and the wet and sticky shllrrp of her nuts un-sticking from her thigh consistently managed to undo the feeling of ecstasy with how weird it was. Thankfully, as far as she could tell, the quiet sound of her junk thwapping against her knees and thighs was muffled by the din of the mall and the Top 40 music quietly droning in the backdrop. A small blessing, but a blessing nonetheless. \n\nDeep, deep within her mind, buried beneath all the temporarily repressed primal urges, a distinct, unavoidable need quietly pressed against the muddled instincts her brain was still struggling to grasp. That need corresponded to a tangible but momentarily ignorable pressure building within her loins. She was only slightly aware of what the feeling meant, as she'd only pissed with her preposterous prick once, but whether she was aware or not, her bladder slowly made its presence and its fullness more and more present within Sandra's body. \n\nBubbles washed her paws with soap and water for the recommended 20 seconds to maximize germ-fighting power, primarily out of habit but secondarily to rinse the smell of doggy dick and sheathmusk from her fur, then dried off with the handy-dandy high-efficiency jet drier. Truly, the air jet hand driers were the technology of the future and deserved to replace all the ineffective vaguely gusty driers that had become the norm over the past half-century.\n\nA notification buzzed in Bubbles' pocket as she left the girls room. She fiddled with the button and zipper on her jorts, zipped up, and withdrew her phone from her pocket. As she stepped out into the mall, she stopped for a moment and let her senses re-adjust to the onslaught of information she was now being presented with.\n\nShe took a deep breath through her nose and sorted through the scents attacking her. She could smell the scented soap still lingering in her fur; the myriad scents of cooking oils, food frying, sugary sweets, and that one smell that Sbubby always pumps out; hints of cleaning chemicals in all variety of concoctions, from vinegar to bleach and everything between. And, the absolute faintest scent of them all that she could still recognize, was that sickly-sweet Sandra smell, still clouding her mind and the table they'd shared. \n\nBubbles blushed beneath her fur and checked her phone. After reading the message, she tapped out a reply. \n\n``sure can! ill just follow ur bubble bath smell and catch u on the way >:)''\n\nShe chuckled to herself as she plodded off towards the far-too-pink store. Sure, Ela probably didn't know the truth behind the powerful stench of magical cum that her other best friend's loins were leaking, but Sandra sure as shit knew, and that meant she could tease her right in front of her girlfriend's face with Ela being none the wiser. As she walked to the store, she took short, shallow sniffs at the air, hunting for the delicious scent of Sandra's sweat-drenched taint. With how quickly she managed to make an entire cloud of the aphrodisiac she'd huffed earlier just by spreading her legs and staying still for a few moments, it surely wouldn't take much effort to catch a whiff of a fresh scent and follow it straight to the source. \n\nAnd, just like that, as she passed through the crossroads in the mall that lead to Winders, Bubbles caught wind of Sandra's potent stink. Her canid sniffer snubbed the inferior scents throughout the rest of the mall and ordained Sandra's shaft as her primary driver, and with her scent firmly placed, she sniff-snoof-snorfed her way in pursuit of Sandra and her scrumptious musk. Conveniently, her pursuit and Sandra's pace managed to coincide, and she caught up with her just outside of Arbean's. \n\n\t``Hey!'' Bubbles excitedly shouted to get Sandra's attention. This caused no issues. It's a mall, people are loud.\n\n\tSandra was mostly caught up in her own head trying to parse what she should be feeling over having just basically violated her best friend because her dick told her so. So, when a loud and familiar voice tore through the fog of white noise of the mall and demanded her attention, she jumped out of her own skin. She whipped around to face the familiar voice, her visage white as a sheet, then groaned and palmed her face as ashamedly as she could. ``Oh, god, it's just you. Hey Bubbles.'' She nervously laughed. \n\n\t``Yeah, of course it's just me. Ela's still in the bathroom, right?''\n\n\tAt the mention of ``bathroom'', Sandra felt her nuts tighten. She'd inadvertently contracted her urethral muscles and clenched her enormous shaft from flare to base. Christ, she didn't need to pee that badly just moments before. Why is her bladder suddenly weighing so heavily on her mind? \n\n\tSandra nodded, and did her best to loosen up. Another nervous chortle. ``Yeah, heh. She's still... Backed up. And I-''\n\n\t``Aww man. Hope she's not having her period. I feel so bad for her. I feel like a bad girlfriend for constantly forgetting when hers is. I consider myself pretty lucky that I was born hermaphroditic.'' She gave Sandra a knowing smirk. ``Anyway, if she needs me, I'm sure she'll text. Now c'mon, let's head in already! I wanna pick up some cute accessories!''\n\n\t``Wait but I-'' Sandra tried to interject. Find some way to worm her way out of her friend's social grip. Escape her grasp and go relieve herself. But as the thought graced her head again, she remembered...\n\n\t``What was that?'' Bubbles asked, momentarily pausing. \n\n\tI don't fucking fit in toilets. Sandra recalled. And I'd drown a urinal, I bet. Oh no. ``Oh, it's nothing. Let's go!'' \n\n\tBubbles offered Sandra a shrug and happily plodded into the budget adolescent fashion store. Sandra shuffled in behind her, careful not to step too far and not move so fast as to let her heart-smattered, glittery uni-cock tent her dress. Oh, to have a normal sized cock and fit cleanly and snugly in cute jorts with just the small, sexy little bulge rounding out the front...\n\n\tThrough some miracle of convenience, Arbean's somehow smelled stronger than Sandra's own musk naturally could. A heady mixture of cheap perfume and the stale, dusty air of decade-old air conditioner units overpowered the potent, mind-melting, panty-soakingly delicious miasma of heat-inducing unicorn pheromones that continued to gush from her cock. The calm in the storm of lust constantly gassing her mind and leaving a potent trail of confectioner's candy clouds in her wake was only a partial blessing, regrettably, as without the heavy stench of musk to passively arouse her, she had to constantly make a concerned effort to hold her pee in. \n\n\t``Hey, Sandra, check this.'' Bubbles barged into Sandra's head, prying her from her self-assessment. Bubbles held up a frilly top in audaciously loud pink. It was like a tube top with added frills and two skimpy straps to support it. ``Think I could rock this? It's... Kinda slutty, but Ela's been trying to get me to rock a tummy-out look for a while.''\n\n\t``... Tummy-out look? Why, for ease of access?'' Sandra giggled. Both she and Bubbles conjured mental images of Bubbles splayed across Ela's lap, with her hands curled up like a dog's paws, while Ela eagerly rubbed her belly. In public.\n\n\tBubbles blushed and looked away. ``... Alright, maybe don't be that overt with it, but... Yeah? C'mon, nobody would even think twice about you having your belly exposed. It's summer. It's hot. If it were legal, girls would have their tits out and flopping about just so they could sweat freely. And- I'm not going to defend my girlfriend's tastes to you, you loud and proud weirdo! Just- Just help me pick some cute stuff! And shut up!'' She devolved into silly giggles at the absurdity of the argument.\n\n\tSandra likewise joined in the giggling, and per request, started looking through the racks of clothing with her man's-best-friend best friend. \n\n\tLuckily for Bubbles, the gist of what she was looking for was concentrated in one little section of the store. Sporty, cute summer wear. Stuff that left lots of skin, or in her case fur, showing. Unluckily for Sandra, that meant she and Bubbles, as they meticulously looked through crop top after crop top to tube top to tank top and all the way back around again, that meant the miasma of musk slowly started to well and truly saturate the air. \n\nIt started subtly enough in both of their minds. To Bubbles, she easily picked up Sandra's taintmusk over the smell of perfume and plastic. Thankfully, since she'd just ``cleared her mind'' and blown her load less than an hour prior, the aphrodisiac properties of Sandra's magical unicorn musk were subtle enough to ignore. Just a delightful, lingering warmth slowly spreading through Bubbles' body that focused quite closely on her prostate, testicles, and nipples. She was focused enough on the task of finding cute clothes to impress her girlfriend that she could even quell her urges as the musk became more and more prevalent. \n\nHowever, to Sandra, she didn't notice to effect of the aphrodisiac until it was already densely settled all over the summer wear section. The disgusting, chemical stench of the cheap perfume was strong enough to fully mask the smell of her fat, sweaty stallion shaft, weighty breeder nuts, and delightfully decorated unicorn taint, but just because she couldn't smell herself in the store didn't mean she couldn't feel the blood slowly rushing through her system, concentrated on jamming her shaft as chock-full of blood as it could. \n\nWorse than getting an inconvenient erection, though, was that she could feel her bladder actively pressing into her body now. She'd never actually physically felt her bladder inflated before. It was usually just a sensation in her body that she ignored as long as possible until she couldn't ignore it anymore and took a piss. Now, she could not only feel it weighing heavily in her pelvis like a marble, but she could feel it starting to stretch, and distend, and expand further and further than ever before. Maybe... Drinking all that liquid wasn't a good idea after all. \n\n``Oh, here's a cute one.'' Bubbles pulled a blouse from a nearby rack and held it up against her chest. It read Good Girl in glitter and sequins. The words on it, mingled with the aphrodisiac clouding their little corner of consumer hell, made Bubbles' heart flutter and her sheath throb in that oh-so-deliciously familiar way. ``Whaddya think? I could probably tear the sleeves off and cut some of the bottom off and make it into an adorable crop top with just a little effort.'' \n\n``I mean... Yeah, that'd be pretty cute. But could you hold yourself back if every time you were out in public some stranger just called you a good girl?'' Sandra teased. She had a solid enough clue that she didn't just pick it out for no reason, though she still didn't know the full extent of Bubbles and Ela's pet play shenanigans. \n\nBubbles' ears perked right up again and the fur on the nape of her neck bristled. Her tail started errantly wagging behind her, and her shaft started to straaaaaaaaaain against its fabric restraints. Eventually, it gave up and started to creep to the side instead of straight forward. \n\nBubbles hunched over and gave Sandra the most vicious glare she possibly could. Punctuated by a smirk. ``Don't you try to use my buttons against me, you sneaky bitch!'' She giggled under her breath. She hung the shirt back up on the rack and limped over to beside Sandra. ``Besides, if you're gonna push buttons...'' \n\nThe skin on Sandra's arms stood on end as Bubbles sidled up to beside her. She slowly took breaths in, then out. In, out. In, the smell of her addictive breeding stick wafted through her nose; out, the concentrated feeling of her bladder settling deep inside her and sloshing about. In, a rush of blood flooding her tremendous shaft and causing a little blurt of glitterglue cum to dribble from the head of her pristine pony; out, her overstuffed bladder sloshing about, filling and filling and filling with what felt like ounces of urine with every moment. \n\nWhile Sandra was distracted with something that Bubbles couldn't place, she gave a quick glance around the store. She scanned the ceiling for cameras, then the room for faces looking their way. Incredibly, she found only one camera that was looking at them, and that was quite the distance away. She winked at the camera, bent over a hair, and reached for a price tag on a shirt hanging from a nearby rack. When her hand left the view of the camera, she reached into Sandra's skirt and wrapped her hand around her musk-misting gargantuan horsecock. ``I know what you've g-''\n\nBoth Bubbles and Sandra froze. A simultaneous thought ripped through both their minds, oh fuck, then diverged. In Bubbles' head, her shaft is so much fucking bigger than I thought. In Sandra's, she knows? How the hell does she know? Why did she just grab it? Why didn't I stop her? Why is she still grabbing it? \n\nSandra's heart-smattered, cum-slathered, pearlescent-sheening shaft throbbed and thickened. It stood just a hair taller and started tenting Sandra's dress. Every beat of her panicking heart made it surge thicker and thicker in Bubbles' paw. And as her cock throbbed thicker and thicker, she felt her prostate deep within her body start to pulse and pound. And, as it throbbed, a sensation rippled through her that made her eyes water. \n\n``Bubbles.'' Sandra said, as calm and collected as she could. ``... I have to pee.'' \n\nBubbles didn't know how to respond to that. \n\n``Bubbles. Take your hand off.'' She reached down and grabbed Bubbles' wrist. A feedback loop had begun in her body, simultaneously increasing her arousal and desperation to piss. ``I have. To pee.'' \n\nBubbles loosened her grip and tried to step away. Sandra did not loosen her grip and pulled her right back to her side. Within Sandra's body, the inflated prostate was now pressing against her bladder. Her bladder, now that it was under pressure, was somehow kicking into overdrive and rapidly filling with pee. And as it filled, it expanded, and it pressed against her prostate. Which, in turn, throbbed with pleasure and pressed against her bladder. Every throb, another litre of urine. Every millilitre of pee, another microgram of pressure exerted on her prostate. Or something like that. The intricacies of the math were lost on her at the moment. All she knew was that she needed to pee. Very, very badly. And that made her horny. And the hornier she got, the harder she needed to pee. And she could not pee while horny. \n\nAs Sandra's arousal climbed higher and higher, her desperate need to piss skyrocketed alongside it. And as both of those reached new heights, that domineering, controlling side of her that had told her she needed to breed the everloving fuck out of Ela returned. With a vengeance. \n\n``Bubbles.'' She said, very sternly. ``You. Have been a bad girl.'' The word sent a tremble down Bubbles' spine and her tail drooped instinctively. ``If you're going to buy something, do it now. Then, I will text you instructions. And you will follow them.'' \n\nBubbles had no clue what had suddenly taken Sandra over. She thought she was just going to playfully tease her best friend and surprise her with the knowledge that she knew about her cock. Now, the timid, restrained Sandra she'd known her whole life had seemingly melted in a second, and this menacing, intimidating dominatrix had taken her place. \n\nAnd... I like it, Bubbles thought. A lot. \n\n``Am I clear, Bubbles?'' \n\nBubbles meekly nodded, her ears flattened to her head. \n\n``Good.'' \n\nAnd, with that, Sandra, let go of Bubbles' wrist, reached between her legs, stuffed her now rock-solid shaft back between her legs, wedged it securely in place, and clamped her legs on either side of it. That way, her massive shaft wouldn't protrude like the 30'' fuckslime dispenser it so rightly was. She whipped her phone from her pocket, aggressively unlocked it in front of Bubbles, then carefully waddled out of Arbean's, making sure not to let her cock slip from its carefully handled prison. \n\nBubbles had started panting audibly. She couldn't exactly sweat nervously, so panting was the best her body was going to come up with. She quickly pulled the Good Girl shirt and the frilly belly shirt that she was excited about from the rack, grabbed a second pair of the exact same denim jorts she was already wearing from a different section of the store, then queued up to pay. \n\nHer mind was racing a million miles a second. Did I do something wrong? Was that too much? Did I overstep my boundaries THAT bad? Oh god, what if she never wants to talk to me again? I just sexually assaulted my best friend! What the hell is WRONG with me?! Oh hell, I'm fucking ruined. I'm going to lose everything. My friends, my job, my girlfriend, my family, my-\n\n``This everything?'' An entirely disinterested sales clerk asked, jolting Bubbles from the prison of her mind. \n\n``Uh- Y-Yeah! That's all. And I'll be, uh, paying with cash. And I'd like a receipt too, just put it in the bag.'' \n\nWith the bare minimum for social interaction fielded, Bubbles sighed through her nose and let her tongue loll out and keep panting. She was still nervous and really needed to cool down. With her thoughts a smidgen more grounded, she counted out the money she'd need to pay and set it down. \n\nHer phone buzzed. She checked it.\n\n``Leave the store and turn left. Head towards B3. Head to the second floor using the right-side escalator in front of B3. Just before the store, turn right and enter the service hallway. In there, there is a family bathroom. It is locked. Knock three times and ask nicely to be let in. Am I clear, puppy?'' \n\nBubbles expected this sort of message to come from Ela, albeit with lots more teasing words and promises for what she'd do when she got there. But her eyes didn't betray her. It was Sandra who sent it. \n\nBefore she could reply, the cashier handed her her bag and her change. ``Have a nice day.'' \n\nBubbles nodded and gave the best smile she could force for the cashier. She briskly hustled out of the store and turned left. Her phone buzzed again. \n\n``I said am I clear, puppy. Answer me now or your punishment is getting a lot worse.''\n\n``ur clear :(``\n\nBubbles followed her orders. She approached the housewares superstore with 3 B's in its name. She ascended the right-side escalator in front of it. She ducked down the rarely frequented backroom corridor and headed towards the family restroom. \n\nShe stood, staring at the dingy gray door with a pictogram of a man, a woman, and a child in front of it, as well as a heavily vandalized and damaged sign indicating a baby-changing station within. Her heart fluttered in her chest. What am I doing, she wondered, following orders like some... Obedient slave? Like some kind of... Toy, out of control of my life and inhibitions?\n\nBubbles sighed, and as she breathed in, she caught a hint of a scent in her fine-tuned sniffer. She smelled that cotton-candy sickly sweetness. That thick, earthy musk. The potent chemical component behind both those smells that drove her absolutely mad just an hour ago and practically forced her to duck into a bathroom and jerk off just to relieve herself. And the warm, fuzzy feeling of arousal crept back into her head, clouded her judgement, and reminded her that she was doing everything right so far. \n\nShe curled her paw into a fist and rapped exactly three times on the door. And, with a quick glance in both directions to insure nobody would hear her, she quietly spoke. \n\n``M-May I please join you, Sandra?'' \n\nFrom the other side of the door, Sandra replied. ``Join me where, puppy?'' Her voice oozed overconfidence.\n\n``In- In the bathroom.'' \n\n``And why would you need to join me in the bathroom, puppy.'' \n\n``Be- Because you ordered me to.'' \n\nThe quiet sound of shuffling could be heard on the other side of the door, and the lock on the door clicked. Bubbles was tempted to open the door right then and there, but knew better than to ever presume permission when in the presence of a domme. Ela had taught her well to never assume permission is given. \n\n``Nn- Can- Can I enter the bathroom now?'' \n\n``You may.''\n\nAs the door to the family restroom slowly swung open, Sandra shifted her posture and adjusted herself on the toilet. As Bubbles entered, she slowly cast her eyes up from the linoleum floor. They first trailed onto the pile of clothes Sandra had deposited on the floor. As she processed that all her clothes were shed, she was all-at-once overwhelmed with the smell. \n\nA strand of saliva dribbled from Bubbles' jowls. It was so, so much stronger when there wasn't any clothing getting in the way. It was like walking into a scented candle shop, but the only things they sold were ``horsecock'', ``carnival candy'', and ``nut-sweat''. And every single one of them was laced with aphrodisiac. Bubbles' cock instantly surged from her shaft, surged against her leg, and spurted a globule of pre right into the same spot she'd previously creamed herself on. \n\n``Close the door and lock it, Bubbles.'' Sandra commanded.\n\nBubbles hadn't even looked at Sandra yet, but she still followed her order. She shakily shut the weighty door behind her and turned the lock on the door and the doorhandle. With that task done, she finally looked at the source of the thin pink cloud of musk inundating the room. \n\nSandra was sat on the toilet with her legs spread widely. Between her legs, her gargantuan unicorn cock stood at full mast, towering over her head. While Bubbles would never know, she was looking at the second iteration of Sandra's ginormous shaft, with the added few inches she'd gained from guzzling the gallons of jizz that morning. All along her shaft, those heart blotches drew her eyes, from one to the other. Each one practically painting the idea of love itself into her mind. Love. Love for that massive, towering shaft of horsemeat. Down her massive brown-and-cream shaft, past the median ring, the entrancing opalescence of shimmering colours dazzled her eyes. The sheer sweat that had accumulated at the base of her cock gave it a glimmer and sheen much thicker than the rest of her gargantuan rod, and that dribbling sheath-sweat likewise saturated the crook of pure musk that was the space between her nuts and her shaft. Her nuts, as preposterously large as they were, were partially obscured from her line of sight, as Sandra had both her enormous testes resting in the bowl of the toilet. \n\n``So. Bubbles.'' Sandra broke Bubbles eye-fucking and drew her back into the reality of the massive shaft tempting her from across the room. ``I need. To pee.''\n\nSandra moved her elbow and pressed on the metal flusher. The toilet loudly shlorck, slosh, glurg, glp gluk shluped as it flushed, and as the water spun and swirled and swished around Sandra's ginormous nuts, she let out a whinny and moan, and her cock spurted a huge jet of gism from it, which splattered the ceiling and dripped back down directly onto her chest. \n\n``And all these useless toilets are good for is polishing my balls. And I peed this morning, and I- Nnnnhhgh!'' She groaned and tensed her body up. The sound of the water sloshing and now all this talk of peeing made her bladder fucking aaaaaaaache. She needed to blow her load and drain that fucking thing already. ``Hofuck... I am in a bit of a conundrum.''\n\nBubbles was still standing stock-still. She couldn't believe her eyes. Or her ears. Or her nose. Or her anything. It was like a dozen rapid-fire blows to the biggest buttons she'd never dare talking about. It had taken a year of dating for Bubbles to finally work up the courage to ask Ela to do pet play, and that only happened because she'd found out Ela was into it beforehand. This? This was so, so much more than just being treated like a dog. \n\n``Are you just going to stand there staring at it? Do you really want me to explain the whole thing before I-'' A little realization crossed Sandra's face as she remembered how Bubbles reacted to forceful commands. She took a gamble and went all-in. ``Stop fucking staring and get over here, dog. Drop your clothes off in the pile and wedge your musk-hungry snout in the crook of my balls and start huffing like your life depends on it. Now.'' \n\nBubbles did exactly as she was told. She dropped the plastic bag on top of Sandra's stuff, pulled her shirt off, but she was already at the rim of the toilet by the time that it was off. She wasn't willing to wait any longer. She'd been going nuts just getting a passive whiff of this ludicrous monster-cock for the past hour. Now, not only did she get the chance to huff that sugary nutsweat to her heart's content, but she was being commanded to. She dropped to her knees, braced herself on the rim of the toilet, then stuffed her snout face-first into the bowl of the toilet and smushed her sniffer directly into the sweat-accumulating nook where nuts meet cock. And just the first whiff of pure, unadulterated, unfiltered unicorn musk she took in made her cock spew all over her shorts. The second whiff instantly reset her refractory period and brought her back to being freshly erect again.\n\n``Gooooood girl. God, I needed someone's hot breath on my nuts to really get this started. So!'' Sandra reached down and gave Bubbles' head a playful rub. ``While you're memorizing every single part of my dick's stench, here's what's up. My prostate is big. Really big. Big enough that you could lick it from outside my body. And my bladder is packed. And because they're right next to each other, my bladder is preventing me from getting soft, and my erection is preventing me from pissing.''\n\nBubbles was too absorbed in her musk-worship to notice or care about what she was saying. Every breath came with a high-pitched moan of sheer bliss. Every breath out, a drawn-out whine, as the sensation of her brain being flooded with pure hormonal arousal briefly had to pause. Her canine tongue was now perpetually flopping from her mouth, and her mouth was drooling so much slobber that she now had a thick and viscous puddle of her own lustful dribble glimmering and shimmering in the crook of Sandra's balls. \n\n``So you're going to help me cum. And then I'm going to take the piss of my fucking life! Oh my god my nuts are fucking killing me, Bubbles. You don't have a clue.'' \n\nSandra flushed the toilet again, groaned, and pulled back a bit, dragging her nuts through the swirling suction. She let out a delighted groan and spurted a thick, gooey arc of pre across the room, which splattered the baby-changing station and dyed it with sparkles and glitter. The final globules of pre dribbling from her shaft dripped down and rained into Bubbles' fur, matting her back with sticky glitter. \n\nBubbles had closed her eyes and was just pulling herself deeper and deeper into the bowl of the toilet, not willing to let her nose leave that musk epicentre like her life depended on it. \n\nSandra grabbed Bubbles by the scruff of her nape and pulled her back. ``Get out of there, puppy.'' \n\nBubbles blushed hard enough to show through her fur. Sandra, in turn, giggled. \n\n``Am I right in assuming you don't like having any control, pup?'' \n\nBubbles nodded meekly. \n\n``Good girl. Then go on, scoot to the other side of the room. I've jerked off once today and pumped someone so full of cum they couldn't walk, so you get to chow down on my taint instead.'' \n\nBubbles, obliged. She crawled on hands and knees away from Sandra, then, when she reached the other side of the room, sat against the wall, and waited for her horsecock-equipped musky mistress to approach. \n\nSandra stood, her nuts absolutely soaked with toilet water, and gave them a few jostles and shakes. A couple droplets of water dripped from them, but quickly, the water on the surface of her nuts wicked away and was absorbed into her skin. Coinciding with that, she felt a sudden surge in the huge, heaving pressure her bladder was forcing onto her prostate, and her cock erupted with a gargantuan spurt of pre-seed. And another. And another. The three, huge, sugar-sweet, glittery spurts of precum all splattered against Bubbles. The first time, she closed her eyes and winced at being bathed in the cummy mess that basted her torso, but after the second hit, she opened her greedy little mouth and accepted a huge mouthful of gooey gunky goodness deposited directly down her throat from five feet away. When she was sure that she wasn't getting any more of the pre-bukkake, Bubbles wiped her eyes, licked her lips, and whined cutely, begging for more. \n\nSandra strode over to Bubbles and shook a few hefty globules of precum that just refused to drip from her shaft down into Bubbles' mouth and chuckled. ``Ah ah ah, this is a treat. What you're getting is discipline. Now keep that mouth open.'' \n\nBubbles obeyed her impromptu bathroom mistress and opened her maw. Sandra turned around, put both hands on her knees, and squatted over Bubbles' face. Bubbles watched in awe, amusement, and absolute arousal as the heart-speckled unicorn taint descended upon her snout, and she felt a thick, squishy component of it protruding from the rest of the meat of Sandra's taint. That part prodded her right on the snout, which she adjusted so it would rest squarely in the gap of her mouth. Conveniently, that left her nose embedded directly in Sandra's puffy horse anus - another center of pure, unadulterated musk, which she eagerly huffed with all the enthusiasm she could muster.\n\nSandra gasped as her prostate was depressed against Bubbles' cold, wet nose. She groaned, gyrated her hips a bit, and let out a high-pitched whine of delight and exertion as she felt Bubbles' hot breath constantly panting and heaving against her prostate. She pushed back a bit harder, forcing Bubbles' nose into her anus, which only smelled even muskier and sweeter somehow, and she let out a low growl. \n\n``Now... Lick my prostate, puppy.''\n\nBubbles dutifully obliged. She lapped eagerly, like Sandra's bulging prostate was a bowl of water and she had gone a whole day without drinking anything, and she thirstily slathered the pleasure-organ with reckless, carefree abandon. Every oral ministration she could perform at her limited angle was performed. She slurped, licked, tongued, poked, and slathered Sandra's fat pony prostate with her eager canid tongue. Her wide and flat tongue meant that a single slurp easily enveloped the whole of her taint and neatly wrapped around Sandra's whole prostate, meaning she had full surface coverage on the entirety of her mistress' most sensitive pleasure organ. \n\nSandra was far from silent about how good it felt. She was panting, groaning, and moaning in both delight and agony. The sheer amount of pleasure coming from her prostate was palpable and nearly enough to drive her over the edge, but the heavy, sloshing, gurgling pressure of her overfilled bladder just kept pushing her right back. She couldn't even spurt and splatter the toilet with her precum, her dick was so lost in the tug-o-war between pee and prostate. She knew she could easily take it over the edge by just grabbing her cock and jerking it as much and as hard as she could, but she wanted to cum completely hands-free, just for the sake of having done it. \n\n``So... Close... Gnnnhhhhgnn... So fucking close now... Keep going puppy...'' \n\nBubbles' worship didn't slow for even a second. She kept aggressively slurping and licking at that gargantuan prostate with reckless abandon, though she didn't account for her jaw getting a bit tired after a minute of straight prostate worship. Her jaw slackened a bit and gently pressed down against Sandra's prostate, digging her somewhat-blunted front teeth against her prostate. The sudden blunt pressure got a rise from Sandra, both figuratively and literally, and a spurt of precum jetted across the room. \n\n``Ohfuckohfuckohfuckgonna cum gonna cum gonna cum. Bite me again puppy. Gently. But make me feel it.'' Sandra pleaded. Her eyes were full of tears, both from exertion and pleasure, and her cock was dribbling fat, gooey globules of pre perpetually onto Bubbles' paws. \n\nThe prostate-pleasuring puppy obeyed her mistress and clenched her jaw just the slightest bit. Her canine teeth oh-so-gently dug into Sandra's puffy pleasure gland, and as she draaaagged her tongue up it once more, Sandra was pushed over the edge. \n\n``CUMMING! CUMCUMCUMCUMCUMMING-!'' She screamed, easily loud enough that anyone outside could hear.\n\nHer cock opened fire, spraying fuckmassive arcs of ginormous high-pressure globules arcing across the room. Her imprecise, un-aimed shaft didn't care for the target, it just spewed. Enormous blurts of cum splattered the wall behind the toilet, huge gloorps landed directly in the toilet and filled it to the brim, massive creamy sperm-filled gluey glitterbombs painted the mirror, preposterously potent prostate-milk plowed into the garbage bin and gunked it up to the brim, and dozens more spurts simply basted everything time and time again until the entire room looked like a glitter-glue shaped charge had gone off. \n\n\tThe stench surrounding the room was maddening. Mind-flooding. Sensibility-erasing. The potent musk emanating from Sandra's beautiful unicorn cock now didn't just come from her cock, but from every litre of cum in the room, of which there were several hundreds. And Sandra, who now was luckily entrenched in post-nut clarity, was, in some fucked up way, intensely proud at how utterly ruined she had made this bathroom. \n\n\tSandra pulled herself up from Bubbles' face with a groan of effort and braced herself against the wall. She giggled. Her legs felt like jello from the strength of that orgasm, plus the duration of the squat. Maybe erotic workouts were an untapped art form...? \n\n\tBubbles let out a gasp for fresh air, only to be continuously bombarded with the nonstop musk of Sandra's unicorn taint which now inundated the entire room. She whined and writhed where she sat, squishing and rubbing her rock-hard cock into the cummy mess she'd left in her shorts, which was now stained with some of Sandra's pre-seed. \n\n\t``Holy... fuck, that was good. You alright, Bubbles?'' Sandra asked, turning around to face her. \n\n\tBubbles didn't respond. Her eyes were practically glazed over with lust. Her cock was dribbling her creamy-white puppy-seed, and her knot was so fully inflated that it was making a bulge in her skintight shorts. \n\n\t``Eh... you'll probably be fine. Just need to cum, maybe.'' \n\n\tWithout any more words, Sandra yipped in surprise and squeezed her legs together. Her now-softening shaft was clenched from flare to base again, but this time it was just barely holding back the high-pressure stream of pee that her now-freed bladder had been straining to contain. \n\n\tI didn't think this through! Oh fucking hell I did NOT think this through! Where the hell am I gonna piss? The toilet is clogged and couldn't fit all of it. The drain in the floor is also plugged from all the cum. Maybe the sink? If I squeeze the head and aim it down maybe it'll come out low enough pressure that I can get it all down there? \n\nAs she ruminated on her emergency need to urinate, she didn't even notice as Bubbles lustily crawled from the wall, still on all fours, and dragged herself through the mucky cum-slime pooling on the floor to kneel between Sandra's legs. She looked up at her, mouth open wide, and playfully pawed and batted at her softening cock. She let out a mock-whine, like a sad dog, and nuzzled her cummy snout against Sandra's clenched shaft. \n\n\t``... Bubb- Puppy, you- you want me to pee on you?'' \n\n\tBubbles shook her head, then opened her mouth and pointed at it. A smile slowly spread across Sandra's face, and she eagerly wrangled her massive shaft to Bubbles' jaws. \n\n\t``Oh, you nasty little puppy. Do you have a pee fetish?'' \n\n\tBubbles nodded eagerly and wrapped her mouth around Sandra's head. \n\n\t``You dirty, dirty girl. Why didn't you say so sooner? I would've eagerly plugged your throat with cock and used your esophagus as a urinal any time. It's okay to let loose and be weird, puppy!'' Sandra sighed and relaxed her shaft. ``Now speaking of letting loose...''\n\n\tSandra's urethra visibly surged as the first jet of pee rocketed up the shaft. Bubbles' eyes widened as she felt Sandra's urethra physically throb and pulsate with her tongue, then Sandra's powerful, yellow waterspout started spewing into her mouth. Bubbles initially swallowed as much as she could, though she couldn't keep up with the rate that Sandra's unicorn cock was hosing into her mouth. In turn, Sandra grabbed Bubbles' head and pushed her down, lodging her pissing chub into Bubbles' throat, forcing it open so her powerful, pressure-washer stream of piss could wash straight into the piddle-puppy's belly. \n\n\tSandra groaned a sigh of relief. Fucking hell I needed this so bad... She gently rubbed Bubbles head as she throat-fucked her urinal. She looked down at Bubbles, who was looking up at Sandra with big, frightened, watering eyes, but betraying her true emotion, her tail was aggressively slapping and sloshing through the cum behind her. Despite what her face said, she was adoring the feeling of the hot, tangy urine searing its way down her throat and the slosh of Sandra's superior piss gradually filling her belly out. \n\n\tBubbles reached her hands down to her tummy and gently squeezed it with one hand. As she did, she felt herself gag for just a moment, and the backup made the fresh piss gushing down her esophagus go up instead. Pee spewed from her mouth and nostrils. The bitter, acrid sting of it drove her absolutely insane, and the feeling of her stomach bloating from the sheer volume of Sandra's bathroom break pushed her beyond the brink. With one hand, she reached up and cradled Sandra's testicles, showing her incredible unicorn nuts the subservience and obedience they deserve, and the other raced to her denim-trapped cock and stroked it as rapidly as she could through the cum-stained fabric. She reached orgasm in mere strokes, but the sheer magnitude of Sandra's so utterly dwarfed Bubbles' comparatively pathetic orgasm that it's hardly even worth mentioning. \n\n\tSandra was practically nonchalant about it. She was just about a third of the way emptied, and Bubbles was still eagerly accepting more since she hadn't been stuffed to the point of bursting with cum, so it only made sense that she'd likely be able to accept the fifty or so litres of piss that she had left in her gut, regardless of how badly it would make her belly bulge. \n\n\tMinutes of nonstop pissing passed. Bubbles could feel every centimetre of added urine-girth coming from her gut. Sandra barely even processed that she'd dumped about 2/3 of her bladder's worth of piss into Bubbles, she was just focused on getting the final stretch of relief out of her system. \n\n\tSandra sighed and shivered with delight. The feeling of relief after being so backed up was intoxicating. Sure, holding onto it for so long didn't feel the best, but the pleasure of pissing this much was unparalleled. Even her orgasm felt only a bit better, and that was effectively indescribable with its absurdity. Though, the satisfaction might have partially come from the fact that she had a living, breathing urinal guzzling her piss, as she certainly didn't feel this proud when she made that huge mess back home. \n\n\tBubbles' thought process was much simpler than Sandra's. She could only focus on the huge, swelling pressure in her belly, the disgusting, bitter, acrid sting of Sandra's pee, the mounting pressure in her own bladder, and how much she absolutely adored all of these things. Her shaft had started softening, but now she really, really needed to pee. And unlike the girl treating her as one, she didn't even have a real urinal to let loose into. \n\n\tThe mounting pressure in her bladder and the constant, everpresent reminder of urine and water and piss and wet and pee and liquid and hydro and watersports and more gushing down her throat pushed Bubbles beyond the brink. She couldn't hold herself in any longer. And since the toilet was utterly out of service and she wasn't able to stand up until her mistress was finished peeing, she did the only thing she could do. Bubbles' tail slowed to a stop and some tears welled up in her eyes as she forced herself to commit the ultimate humiliation, and she released her bladder. Her doggy dong peeked from her sheath, poked her panties, and started dribbling hot, wet urine into the fabric of her panties. She wriggled and writhed in her seat of subservience, her bladder only getting more and more confidence as it emptied into her once-clean shorts, and the hot, wet, soaking feeling gradually spread from the front of her panties to the seat of her panties to the denim of her shorts to the fur on her thighs. She was so backed up, she even peed so much that some of the hot urine spilled all the way to Sandra.\n\n\tSandra felt something warm and wet on her toes. Something far too runny to be cum. She briefly drew her attention from her five-minute urination and lifted her foot. She looked down at where she was standing and saw a spreading yellow pool. \n\n\t``Aww, couldn't hold yourself, puppy?'' She giggled as condescendingly as she could. ``That's okay, puppies are expected to piddle their panties here and there. It's only natural that you're not housebroken yet, you poor widdle thing.'' \n\n\tBubbles' tail started to swish and wag at the teasing, and the tears of shame in her eyes turned to ones of joy and elation. \n\n\t``It's okay. I forgive you this time. But be careful! If you pee your panties again, we might need to get you some padding! And it'd be so embarrassing to have to introduce you as the puppy who keeps peeing her panties, wouldn't it?''\n\n\tAs Sandra's relentless teasing pressed on, Bubbles' started peeing even more and more excitedly. Her tail eagerly and enthusiastically whipped and wagged and wiggled in the air behind her, and her ears wiggled and wobbled with glee and delight as she squeezed her bladder and peed her panties as hard and as proudly as she could. All while still guzzling so much piss that it put her piddly output to shame. She didn't care that her volume was beat, though, as it was where she peed that mattered more than how much she peed. \n\n\tFinally, after another minute of pissing, Sandra finally felt her bladder empty, and the last few streams of pee drained from her bladder. With her cock totally empty, she pulled it out of Bubbles' throat, gripped it with both hands, and shook the last few droplets out of it directly onto her patiently waiting tongue. \n\n\t``Now swallow, piddle-puppy!'' Sandra teased. Bubbles did exactly as she was told and enthusiastically swallowed, and made a big, proud display of showing her completely empty mouth. ``Oh, good, good girl! Now clean my penis off, and I'll let you have fun with your big, bloated belly full of pee!'' \n\n\tThe corniness of what Sandra was saying aside, Bubbles was more than happy and proud to slather Sandra's cock with tongue one more time. She eagerly slurped the shaft clean of every drop of sweat (and her girlfriend's femcum, though it was so saturated with sweat that she never realized), every ounce of precum, and every dollop of urine, and left her shaft sparkling clean and shiny. \n\n\tSandra, after using Bubbles to the greatest extent she could, finally sighed, gave her a pat on the head, and stepped over the pee-bloated hermaphroditic puppy-girl to wade her way over to the door, where their clothes waited. She carefully re-dressed herself, making sure not to get anything in the enormous puddles and piles of glittercum all over the walls and floor, and unlocked the doors to the family bathroom and walked out, leaving Bubbles to bask in the musky, musty afterglow. \n\n\tAs she powerwalked away from the 2nd scene of degenerate debauchery she'd marked the mall with in one day, Sandra pulled out her phone and sent a message to Bubbles. \n\n\t``Hope you enjoyed that, Bubbles! I really needed that. If you don't tell Ela, I won't tell. Let me know when you've recovered. Sorry!''\n\n\tAs she exited the maintenance hallway and passed by the home decoration superstore with three B's, a thought graced her mind. \n\n\tI... Should get some more bedding.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Sandra briskly powerwalked out of Winders with utmost haste and made tracks away from the store, hoping to intercept Bubbles before she could get anywhere within 200 metres of the wreckage of that changing room. With thoughts of the topped off condom she called her best friend Ela and the notion of the gigatons of trouble she'd be in if Bubbles got even remotely within sniffing range of her girlfriend motivating her, Sandra whipped her phone out of her pocket and pulled the group chat right back up.

``Change of plans, meet me at Arbeans? They didn't have what I was looking for at Winders.''

She tucked her phone back into her pocket, kept her head down, and with as little fanfare as she possibly could, speed-shuffled her way to the ludicrously effeminate clothing store.

She sighed through her nose as she briskly walked, feeling her oversensitive horse-nuts slapping her thighs with every shift of her legs. Every bump of thighmeat to horsemeat sent a little shiver of ecstasy through her, and the wet and sticky shllrrp of her nuts un-sticking from her thigh consistently managed to undo the feeling of ecstasy with how weird it was. Thankfully, as far as she could tell, the quiet sound of her junk thwapping against her knees and thighs was muffled by the din of the mall and the Top 40 music quietly droning in the backdrop. A small blessing, but a blessing nonetheless.

Deep, deep within her mind, buried beneath all the temporarily repressed primal urges, a distinct, unavoidable need quietly pressed against the muddled instincts her brain was still struggling to grasp. That need corresponded to a tangible but momentarily ignorable pressure building within her loins. She was only slightly aware of what the feeling meant, as she'd only pissed with her preposterous prick once, but whether she was aware or not, her bladder slowly made its presence and its fullness more and more present within Sandra's body.

Bubbles washed her paws with soap and water for the recommended 20 seconds to maximize germ-fighting power, primarily out of habit but secondarily to rinse the smell of doggy dick and sheathmusk from her fur, then dried off with the handy-dandy high-efficiency jet drier. Truly, the air jet hand driers were the technology of the future and deserved to replace all the ineffective vaguely gusty driers that had become the norm over the past half-century.

A notification buzzed in Bubbles' pocket as she left the girls room. She fiddled with the button and zipper on her jorts, zipped up, and withdrew her phone from her pocket. As she stepped out into the mall, she stopped for a moment and let her senses re-adjust to the onslaught of information she was now being presented with.

She took a deep breath through her nose and sorted through the scents attacking her. She could smell the scented soap still lingering in her fur; the myriad scents of cooking oils, food frying, sugary sweets, and that one smell that Sbubby always pumps out; hints of cleaning chemicals in all variety of concoctions, from vinegar to bleach and everything between. And, the absolute faintest scent of them all that she could still recognize, was that sickly-sweet Sandra smell, still clouding her mind and the table they'd shared.

Bubbles blushed beneath her fur and checked her phone. After reading the message, she tapped out a reply.

``sure can! ill just follow ur bubble bath smell and catch u on the way >:)''

She chuckled to herself as she plodded off towards the far-too-pink store. Sure, Ela probably didn't know the truth behind the powerful stench of magical cum that her other best friend's loins were leaking, but Sandra sure as shit knew, and that meant she could tease her right in front of her girlfriend's face with Ela being none the wiser. As she walked to the store, she took short, shallow sniffs at the air, hunting for the delicious scent of Sandra's sweat-drenched taint. With how quickly she managed to make an entire cloud of the aphrodisiac she'd huffed earlier just by spreading her legs and staying still for a few moments, it surely wouldn't take much effort to catch a whiff of a fresh scent and follow it straight to the source.

And, just like that, as she passed through the crossroads in the mall that lead to Winders, Bubbles caught wind of Sandra's potent stink. Her canid sniffer snubbed the inferior scents throughout the rest of the mall and ordained Sandra's shaft as her primary driver, and with her scent firmly placed, she sniff-snoof-snorfed her way in pursuit of Sandra and her scrumptious musk. Conveniently, her pursuit and Sandra's pace managed to coincide, and she caught up with her just outside of Arbean's.

\t``Hey!'' Bubbles excitedly shouted to get Sandra's attention. This caused no issues. It's a mall, people are loud.

\tSandra was mostly caught up in her own head trying to parse what she should be feeling over having just basically violated her best friend because her dick told her so. So, when a loud and familiar voice tore through the fog of white noise of the mall and demanded her attention, she jumped out of her own skin. She whipped around to face the familiar voice, her visage white as a sheet, then groaned and palmed her face as ashamedly as she could. ``Oh, god, it's just you. Hey Bubbles.'' She nervously laughed.

\t``Yeah, of course it's just me. Ela's still in the bathroom, right?''

\tAt the mention of ``bathroom'', Sandra felt her nuts tighten. She'd inadvertently contracted her urethral muscles and clenched her enormous shaft from flare to base. Christ, she didn't need to pee that badly just moments before. Why is her bladder suddenly weighing so heavily on her mind?

\tSandra nodded, and did her best to loosen up. Another nervous chortle. ``Yeah, heh. She's still... Backed up. And I-''

\t``Aww man. Hope she's not having her period. I feel so bad for her. I feel like a bad girlfriend for constantly forgetting when hers is. I consider myself pretty lucky that I was born hermaphroditic.'' She gave Sandra a knowing smirk. ``Anyway, if she needs me, I'm sure she'll text. Now c'mon, let's head in already! I wanna pick up some cute accessories!''

\t``Wait but I-'' Sandra tried to interject. Find some way to worm her way out of her friend's social grip. Escape her grasp and go relieve herself. But as the thought graced her head again, she remembered...

\t``What was that?'' Bubbles asked, momentarily pausing.

\tI don't fucking fit in toilets. Sandra recalled. And I'd drown a urinal, I bet. Oh no. ``Oh, it's nothing. Let's go!''

\tBubbles offered Sandra a shrug and happily plodded into the budget adolescent fashion store. Sandra shuffled in behind her, careful not to step too far and not move so fast as to let her heart-smattered, glittery uni-cock tent her dress. Oh, to have a normal sized cock and fit cleanly and snugly in cute jorts with just the small, sexy little bulge rounding out the front...

\tThrough some miracle of convenience, Arbean's somehow smelled stronger than Sandra's own musk naturally could. A heady mixture of cheap perfume and the stale, dusty air of decade-old air conditioner units overpowered the potent, mind-melting, panty-soakingly delicious miasma of heat-inducing unicorn pheromones that continued to gush from her cock. The calm in the storm of lust constantly gassing her mind and leaving a potent trail of confectioner's candy clouds in her wake was only a partial blessing, regrettably, as without the heavy stench of musk to passively arouse her, she had to constantly make a concerned effort to hold her pee in.

\t``Hey, Sandra, check this.'' Bubbles barged into Sandra's head, prying her from her self-assessment. Bubbles held up a frilly top in audaciously loud pink. It was like a tube top with added frills and two skimpy straps to support it. ``Think I could rock this? It's... Kinda slutty, but Ela's been trying to get me to rock a tummy-out look for a while.''

\t``... Tummy-out look? Why, for ease of access?'' Sandra giggled. Both she and Bubbles conjured mental images of Bubbles splayed across Ela's lap, with her hands curled up like a dog's paws, while Ela eagerly rubbed her belly. In public.

\tBubbles blushed and looked away. ``... Alright, maybe don't be that overt with it, but... Yeah? C'mon, nobody would even think twice about you having your belly exposed. It's summer. It's hot. If it were legal, girls would have their tits out and flopping about just so they could sweat freely. And- I'm not going to defend my girlfriend's tastes to you, you loud and proud weirdo! Just- Just help me pick some cute stuff! And shut up!'' She devolved into silly giggles at the absurdity of the argument.

\tSandra likewise joined in the giggling, and per request, started looking through the racks of clothing with her man's-best-friend best friend.

\tLuckily for Bubbles, the gist of what she was looking for was concentrated in one little section of the store. Sporty, cute summer wear. Stuff that left lots of skin, or in her case fur, showing. Unluckily for Sandra, that meant she and Bubbles, as they meticulously looked through crop top after crop top to tube top to tank top and all the way back around again, that meant the miasma of musk slowly started to well and truly saturate the air.

It started subtly enough in both of their minds. To Bubbles, she easily picked up Sandra's taintmusk over the smell of perfume and plastic. Thankfully, since she'd just ``cleared her mind'' and blown her load less than an hour prior, the aphrodisiac properties of Sandra's magical unicorn musk were subtle enough to ignore. Just a delightful, lingering warmth slowly spreading through Bubbles' body that focused quite closely on her prostate, testicles, and nipples. She was focused enough on the task of finding cute clothes to impress her girlfriend that she could even quell her urges as the musk became more and more prevalent.

However, to Sandra, she didn't notice to effect of the aphrodisiac until it was already densely settled all over the summer wear section. The disgusting, chemical stench of the cheap perfume was strong enough to fully mask the smell of her fat, sweaty stallion shaft, weighty breeder nuts, and delightfully decorated unicorn taint, but just because she couldn't smell herself in the store didn't mean she couldn't feel the blood slowly rushing through her system, concentrated on jamming her shaft as chock-full of blood as it could.

Worse than getting an inconvenient erection, though, was that she could feel her bladder actively pressing into her body now. She'd never actually physically felt her bladder inflated before. It was usually just a sensation in her body that she ignored as long as possible until she couldn't ignore it anymore and took a piss. Now, she could not only feel it weighing heavily in her pelvis like a marble, but she could feel it starting to stretch, and distend, and expand further and further than ever before. Maybe... Drinking all that liquid wasn't a good idea after all.

``Oh, here's a cute one.'' Bubbles pulled a blouse from a nearby rack and held it up against her chest. It read Good Girl in glitter and sequins. The words on it, mingled with the aphrodisiac clouding their little corner of consumer hell, made Bubbles' heart flutter and her sheath throb in that oh-so-deliciously familiar way. ``Whaddya think? I could probably tear the sleeves off and cut some of the bottom off and make it into an adorable crop top with just a little effort.''

``I mean... Yeah, that'd be pretty cute. But could you hold yourself back if every time you were out in public some stranger just called you a good girl?'' Sandra teased. She had a solid enough clue that she didn't just pick it out for no reason, though she still didn't know the full extent of Bubbles and Ela's pet play shenanigans.

Bubbles' ears perked right up again and the fur on the nape of her neck bristled. Her tail started errantly wagging behind her, and her shaft started to straaaaaaaaaain against its fabric restraints. Eventually, it gave up and started to creep to the side instead of straight forward.

Bubbles hunched over and gave Sandra the most vicious glare she possibly could. Punctuated by a smirk. ``Don't you try to use my buttons against me, you sneaky bitch!'' She giggled under her breath. She hung the shirt back up on the rack and limped over to beside Sandra. ``Besides, if you're gonna push buttons...''

The skin on Sandra's arms stood on end as Bubbles sidled up to beside her. She slowly took breaths in, then out. In, out. In, the smell of her addictive breeding stick wafted through her nose; out, the concentrated feeling of her bladder settling deep inside her and sloshing about. In, a rush of blood flooding her tremendous shaft and causing a little blurt of glitterglue cum to dribble from the head of her pristine pony; out, her overstuffed bladder sloshing about, filling and filling and filling with what felt like ounces of urine with every moment.

While Sandra was distracted with something that Bubbles couldn't place, she gave a quick glance around the store. She scanned the ceiling for cameras, then the room for faces looking their way. Incredibly, she found only one camera that was looking at them, and that was quite the distance away. She winked at the camera, bent over a hair, and reached for a price tag on a shirt hanging from a nearby rack. When her hand left the view of the camera, she reached into Sandra's skirt and wrapped her hand around her musk-misting gargantuan horsecock. ``I know what you've g-''

Both Bubbles and Sandra froze. A simultaneous thought ripped through both their minds, oh fuck, then diverged. In Bubbles' head, her shaft is so much fucking bigger than I thought. In Sandra's, she knows? How the hell does she know? Why did she just grab it? Why didn't I stop her? Why is she still grabbing it?

Sandra's heart-smattered, cum-slathered, pearlescent-sheening shaft throbbed and thickened. It stood just a hair taller and started tenting Sandra's dress. Every beat of her panicking heart made it surge thicker and thicker in Bubbles' paw. And as her cock throbbed thicker and thicker, she felt her prostate deep within her body start to pulse and pound. And, as it throbbed, a sensation rippled through her that made her eyes water.

``Bubbles.'' Sandra said, as calm and collected as she could. ``... I have to pee.''

Bubbles didn't know how to respond to that.

``Bubbles. Take your hand off.'' She reached down and grabbed Bubbles' wrist. A feedback loop had begun in her body, simultaneously increasing her arousal and desperation to piss. ``I have. To pee.''

Bubbles loosened her grip and tried to step away. Sandra did not loosen her grip and pulled her right back to her side. Within Sandra's body, the inflated prostate was now pressing against her bladder. Her bladder, now that it was under pressure, was somehow kicking into overdrive and rapidly filling with pee. And as it filled, it expanded, and it pressed against her prostate. Which, in turn, throbbed with pleasure and pressed against her bladder. Every throb, another litre of urine. Every millilitre of pee, another microgram of pressure exerted on her prostate. Or something like that. The intricacies of the math were lost on her at the moment. All she knew was that she needed to pee. Very, very badly. And that made her horny. And the hornier she got, the harder she needed to pee. And she could not pee while horny.

As Sandra's arousal climbed higher and higher, her desperate need to piss skyrocketed alongside it. And as both of those reached new heights, that domineering, controlling side of her that had told her she needed to breed the everloving fuck out of Ela returned. With a vengeance.

``Bubbles.'' She said, very sternly. ``You. Have been a bad girl.'' The word sent a tremble down Bubbles' spine and her tail drooped instinctively. ``If you're going to buy something, do it now. Then, I will text you instructions. And you will follow them.''

Bubbles had no clue what had suddenly taken Sandra over. She thought she was just going to playfully tease her best friend and surprise her with the knowledge that she knew about her cock. Now, the timid, restrained Sandra she'd known her whole life had seemingly melted in a second, and this menacing, intimidating dominatrix had taken her place.

And... I like it, Bubbles thought. A lot.

``Am I clear, Bubbles?''

Bubbles meekly nodded, her ears flattened to her head.

``Good.''

And, with that, Sandra, let go of Bubbles' wrist, reached between her legs, stuffed her now rock-solid shaft back between her legs, wedged it securely in place, and clamped her legs on either side of it. That way, her massive shaft wouldn't protrude like the 30'' fuckslime dispenser it so rightly was. She whipped her phone from her pocket, aggressively unlocked it in front of Bubbles, then carefully waddled out of Arbean's, making sure not to let her cock slip from its carefully handled prison.

Bubbles had started panting audibly. She couldn't exactly sweat nervously, so panting was the best her body was going to come up with. She quickly pulled the Good Girl shirt and the frilly belly shirt that she was excited about from the rack, grabbed a second pair of the exact same denim jorts she was already wearing from a different section of the store, then queued up to pay.

Her mind was racing a million miles a second. Did I do something wrong? Was that too much? Did I overstep my boundaries THAT bad? Oh god, what if she never wants to talk to me again? I just sexually assaulted my best friend! What the hell is WRONG with me?! Oh hell, I'm fucking ruined. I'm going to lose everything. My friends, my job, my girlfriend, my family, my-

``This everything?'' An entirely disinterested sales clerk asked, jolting Bubbles from the prison of her mind.

``Uh- Y-Yeah! That's all. And I'll be, uh, paying with cash. And I'd like a receipt too, just put it in the bag.''

With the bare minimum for social interaction fielded, Bubbles sighed through her nose and let her tongue loll out and keep panting. She was still nervous and really needed to cool down. With her thoughts a smidgen more grounded, she counted out the money she'd need to pay and set it down.

Her phone buzzed. She checked it.

``Leave the store and turn left. Head towards B3. Head to the second floor using the right-side escalator in front of B3. Just before the store, turn right and enter the service hallway. In there, there is a family bathroom. It is locked. Knock three times and ask nicely to be let in. Am I clear, puppy?''

Bubbles expected this sort of message to come from Ela, albeit with lots more teasing words and promises for what she'd do when she got there. But her eyes didn't betray her. It was Sandra who sent it.

Before she could reply, the cashier handed her her bag and her change. ``Have a nice day.''

Bubbles nodded and gave the best smile she could force for the cashier. She briskly hustled out of the store and turned left. Her phone buzzed again.

``I said am I clear, puppy. Answer me now or your punishment is getting a lot worse.''

``ur clear :(``

Bubbles followed her orders. She approached the housewares superstore with 3 B's in its name. She ascended the right-side escalator in front of it. She ducked down the rarely frequented backroom corridor and headed towards the family restroom.

She stood, staring at the dingy gray door with a pictogram of a man, a woman, and a child in front of it, as well as a heavily vandalized and damaged sign indicating a baby-changing station within. Her heart fluttered in her chest. What am I doing, she wondered, following orders like some... Obedient slave? Like some kind of... Toy, out of control of my life and inhibitions?

Bubbles sighed, and as she breathed in, she caught a hint of a scent in her fine-tuned sniffer. She smelled that cotton-candy sickly sweetness. That thick, earthy musk. The potent chemical component behind both those smells that drove her absolutely mad just an hour ago and practically forced her to duck into a bathroom and jerk off just to relieve herself. And the warm, fuzzy feeling of arousal crept back into her head, clouded her judgement, and reminded her that she was doing everything right so far.

She curled her paw into a fist and rapped exactly three times on the door. And, with a quick glance in both directions to insure nobody would hear her, she quietly spoke.

``M-May I please join you, Sandra?''

From the other side of the door, Sandra replied. ``Join me where, puppy?'' Her voice oozed overconfidence.

``In- In the bathroom.''

``And why would you need to join me in the bathroom, puppy.''

``Be- Because you ordered me to.''

The quiet sound of shuffling could be heard on the other side of the door, and the lock on the door clicked. Bubbles was tempted to open the door right then and there, but knew better than to ever presume permission when in the presence of a domme. Ela had taught her well to never assume permission is given.

``Nn- Can- Can I enter the bathroom now?''

``You may.''

As the door to the family restroom slowly swung open, Sandra shifted her posture and adjusted herself on the toilet. As Bubbles entered, she slowly cast her eyes up from the linoleum floor. They first trailed onto the pile of clothes Sandra had deposited on the floor. As she processed that all her clothes were shed, she was all-at-once overwhelmed with the smell.

A strand of saliva dribbled from Bubbles' jowls. It was so, so much stronger when there wasn't any clothing getting in the way. It was like walking into a scented candle shop, but the only things they sold were ``horsecock'', ``carnival candy'', and ``nut-sweat''. And every single one of them was laced with aphrodisiac. Bubbles' cock instantly surged from her shaft, surged against her leg, and spurted a globule of pre right into the same spot she'd previously creamed herself on.

``Close the door and lock it, Bubbles.'' Sandra commanded.

Bubbles hadn't even looked at Sandra yet, but she still followed her order. She shakily shut the weighty door behind her and turned the lock on the door and the doorhandle. With that task done, she finally looked at the source of the thin pink cloud of musk inundating the room.

Sandra was sat on the toilet with her legs spread widely. Between her legs, her gargantuan unicorn cock stood at full mast, towering over her head. While Bubbles would never know, she was looking at the second iteration of Sandra's ginormous shaft, with the added few inches she'd gained from guzzling the gallons of jizz that morning. All along her shaft, those heart blotches drew her eyes, from one to the other. Each one practically painting the idea of love itself into her mind. Love. Love for that massive, towering shaft of horsemeat. Down her massive brown-and-cream shaft, past the median ring, the entrancing opalescence of shimmering colours dazzled her eyes. The sheer sweat that had accumulated at the base of her cock gave it a glimmer and sheen much thicker than the rest of her gargantuan rod, and that dribbling sheath-sweat likewise saturated the crook of pure musk that was the space between her nuts and her shaft. Her nuts, as preposterously large as they were, were partially obscured from her line of sight, as Sandra had both her enormous testes resting in the bowl of the toilet.

``So. Bubbles.'' Sandra broke Bubbles eye-fucking and drew her back into the reality of the massive shaft tempting her from across the room. ``I need. To pee.''

Sandra moved her elbow and pressed on the metal flusher. The toilet loudly shlorck, slosh, glurg, glp gluk shluped as it flushed, and as the water spun and swirled and swished around Sandra's ginormous nuts, she let out a whinny and moan, and her cock spurted a huge jet of gism from it, which splattered the ceiling and dripped back down directly onto her chest.

``And all these useless toilets are good for is polishing my balls. And I peed this morning, and I- Nnnnhhgh!'' She groaned and tensed her body up. The sound of the water sloshing and now all this talk of peeing made her bladder fucking aaaaaaaache. She needed to blow her load and drain that fucking thing already. ``Hofuck... I am in a bit of a conundrum.''

Bubbles was still standing stock-still. She couldn't believe her eyes. Or her ears. Or her nose. Or her anything. It was like a dozen rapid-fire blows to the biggest buttons she'd never dare talking about. It had taken a year of dating for Bubbles to finally work up the courage to ask Ela to do pet play, and that only happened because she'd found out Ela was into it beforehand. This? This was so, so much more than just being treated like a dog.

``Are you just going to stand there staring at it? Do you really want me to explain the whole thing before I-'' A little realization crossed Sandra's face as she remembered how Bubbles reacted to forceful commands. She took a gamble and went all-in. ``Stop fucking staring and get over here, dog. Drop your clothes off in the pile and wedge your musk-hungry snout in the crook of my balls and start huffing like your life depends on it. Now.''

Bubbles did exactly as she was told. She dropped the plastic bag on top of Sandra's stuff, pulled her shirt off, but she was already at the rim of the toilet by the time that it was off. She wasn't willing to wait any longer. She'd been going nuts just getting a passive whiff of this ludicrous monster-cock for the past hour. Now, not only did she get the chance to huff that sugary nutsweat to her heart's content, but she was being commanded to. She dropped to her knees, braced herself on the rim of the toilet, then stuffed her snout face-first into the bowl of the toilet and smushed her sniffer directly into the sweat-accumulating nook where nuts meet cock. And just the first whiff of pure, unadulterated, unfiltered unicorn musk she took in made her cock spew all over her shorts. The second whiff instantly reset her refractory period and brought her back to being freshly erect again.

``Gooooood girl. God, I needed someone's hot breath on my nuts to really get this started. So!'' Sandra reached down and gave Bubbles' head a playful rub. ``While you're memorizing every single part of my dick's stench, here's what's up. My prostate is big. Really big. Big enough that you could lick it from outside my body. And my bladder is packed. And because they're right next to each other, my bladder is preventing me from getting soft, and my erection is preventing me from pissing.''

Bubbles was too absorbed in her musk-worship to notice or care about what she was saying. Every breath came with a high-pitched moan of sheer bliss. Every breath out, a drawn-out whine, as the sensation of her brain being flooded with pure hormonal arousal briefly had to pause. Her canine tongue was now perpetually flopping from her mouth, and her mouth was drooling so much slobber that she now had a thick and viscous puddle of her own lustful dribble glimmering and shimmering in the crook of Sandra's balls.

``So you're going to help me cum. And then I'm going to take the piss of my fucking life! Oh my god my nuts are fucking killing me, Bubbles. You don't have a clue.''

Sandra flushed the toilet again, groaned, and pulled back a bit, dragging her nuts through the swirling suction. She let out a delighted groan and spurted a thick, gooey arc of pre across the room, which splattered the baby-changing station and dyed it with sparkles and glitter. The final globules of pre dribbling from her shaft dripped down and rained into Bubbles' fur, matting her back with sticky glitter.

Bubbles had closed her eyes and was just pulling herself deeper and deeper into the bowl of the toilet, not willing to let her nose leave that musk epicentre like her life depended on it.

Sandra grabbed Bubbles by the scruff of her nape and pulled her back. ``Get out of there, puppy.''

Bubbles blushed hard enough to show through her fur. Sandra, in turn, giggled.

``Am I right in assuming you don't like having any control, pup?''

Bubbles nodded meekly.

``Good girl. Then go on, scoot to the other side of the room. I've jerked off once today and pumped someone so full of cum they couldn't walk, so you get to chow down on my taint instead.''

Bubbles, obliged. She crawled on hands and knees away from Sandra, then, when she reached the other side of the room, sat against the wall, and waited for her horsecock-equipped musky mistress to approach.

Sandra stood, her nuts absolutely soaked with toilet water, and gave them a few jostles and shakes. A couple droplets of water dripped from them, but quickly, the water on the surface of her nuts wicked away and was absorbed into her skin. Coinciding with that, she felt a sudden surge in the huge, heaving pressure her bladder was forcing onto her prostate, and her cock erupted with a gargantuan spurt of pre-seed. And another. And another. The three, huge, sugar-sweet, glittery spurts of precum all splattered against Bubbles. The first time, she closed her eyes and winced at being bathed in the cummy mess that basted her torso, but after the second hit, she opened her greedy little mouth and accepted a huge mouthful of gooey gunky goodness deposited directly down her throat from five feet away. When she was sure that she wasn't getting any more of the pre-bukkake, Bubbles wiped her eyes, licked her lips, and whined cutely, begging for more.

Sandra strode over to Bubbles and shook a few hefty globules of precum that just refused to drip from her shaft down into Bubbles' mouth and chuckled. ``Ah ah ah, this is a treat. What you're getting is discipline. Now keep that mouth open.''

Bubbles obeyed her impromptu bathroom mistress and opened her maw. Sandra turned around, put both hands on her knees, and squatted over Bubbles' face. Bubbles watched in awe, amusement, and absolute arousal as the heart-speckled unicorn taint descended upon her snout, and she felt a thick, squishy component of it protruding from the rest of the meat of Sandra's taint. That part prodded her right on the snout, which she adjusted so it would rest squarely in the gap of her mouth. Conveniently, that left her nose embedded directly in Sandra's puffy horse anus - another center of pure, unadulterated musk, which she eagerly huffed with all the enthusiasm she could muster.

Sandra gasped as her prostate was depressed against Bubbles' cold, wet nose. She groaned, gyrated her hips a bit, and let out a high-pitched whine of delight and exertion as she felt Bubbles' hot breath constantly panting and heaving against her prostate. She pushed back a bit harder, forcing Bubbles' nose into her anus, which only smelled even muskier and sweeter somehow, and she let out a low growl.

``Now... Lick my prostate, puppy.''

Bubbles dutifully obliged. She lapped eagerly, like Sandra's bulging prostate was a bowl of water and she had gone a whole day without drinking anything, and she thirstily slathered the pleasure-organ with reckless, carefree abandon. Every oral ministration she could perform at her limited angle was performed. She slurped, licked, tongued, poked, and slathered Sandra's fat pony prostate with her eager canid tongue. Her wide and flat tongue meant that a single slurp easily enveloped the whole of her taint and neatly wrapped around Sandra's whole prostate, meaning she had full surface coverage on the entirety of her mistress' most sensitive pleasure organ.

Sandra was far from silent about how good it felt. She was panting, groaning, and moaning in both delight and agony. The sheer amount of pleasure coming from her prostate was palpable and nearly enough to drive her over the edge, but the heavy, sloshing, gurgling pressure of her overfilled bladder just kept pushing her right back. She couldn't even spurt and splatter the toilet with her precum, her dick was so lost in the tug-o-war between pee and prostate. She knew she could easily take it over the edge by just grabbing her cock and jerking it as much and as hard as she could, but she wanted to cum completely hands-free, just for the sake of having done it.

``So... Close... Gnnnhhhhgnn... So fucking close now... Keep going puppy...''

Bubbles' worship didn't slow for even a second. She kept aggressively slurping and licking at that gargantuan prostate with reckless abandon, though she didn't account for her jaw getting a bit tired after a minute of straight prostate worship. Her jaw slackened a bit and gently pressed down against Sandra's prostate, digging her somewhat-blunted front teeth against her prostate. The sudden blunt pressure got a rise from Sandra, both figuratively and literally, and a spurt of precum jetted across the room.

``Ohfuckohfuckohfuckgonna cum gonna cum gonna cum. Bite me again puppy. Gently. But make me feel it.'' Sandra pleaded. Her eyes were full of tears, both from exertion and pleasure, and her cock was dribbling fat, gooey globules of pre perpetually onto Bubbles' paws.

The prostate-pleasuring puppy obeyed her mistress and clenched her jaw just the slightest bit. Her canine teeth oh-so-gently dug into Sandra's puffy pleasure gland, and as she draaaagged her tongue up it once more, Sandra was pushed over the edge.

``CUMMING! CUMCUMCUMCUMCUMMING-!'' She screamed, easily loud enough that anyone outside could hear.

Her cock opened fire, spraying fuckmassive arcs of ginormous high-pressure globules arcing across the room. Her imprecise, un-aimed shaft didn't care for the target, it just spewed. Enormous blurts of cum splattered the wall behind the toilet, huge gloorps landed directly in the toilet and filled it to the brim, massive creamy sperm-filled gluey glitterbombs painted the mirror, preposterously potent prostate-milk plowed into the garbage bin and gunked it up to the brim, and dozens more spurts simply basted everything time and time again until the entire room looked like a glitter-glue shaped charge had gone off.

\tThe stench surrounding the room was maddening. Mind-flooding. Sensibility-erasing. The potent musk emanating from Sandra's beautiful unicorn cock now didn't just come from her cock, but from every litre of cum in the room, of which there were several hundreds. And Sandra, who now was luckily entrenched in post-nut clarity, was, in some fucked up way, intensely proud at how utterly ruined she had made this bathroom.

\tSandra pulled herself up from Bubbles' face with a groan of effort and braced herself against the wall. She giggled. Her legs felt like jello from the strength of that orgasm, plus the duration of the squat. Maybe erotic workouts were an untapped art form...?

\tBubbles let out a gasp for fresh air, only to be continuously bombarded with the nonstop musk of Sandra's unicorn taint which now inundated the entire room. She whined and writhed where she sat, squishing and rubbing her rock-hard cock into the cummy mess she'd left in her shorts, which was now stained with some of Sandra's pre-seed.

\t``Holy... fuck, that was good. You alright, Bubbles?'' Sandra asked, turning around to face her.

\tBubbles didn't respond. Her eyes were practically glazed over with lust. Her cock was dribbling her creamy-white puppy-seed, and her knot was so fully inflated that it was making a bulge in her skintight shorts.

\t``Eh... you'll probably be fine. Just need to cum, maybe.''

\tWithout any more words, Sandra yipped in surprise and squeezed her legs together. Her now-softening shaft was clenched from flare to base again, but this time it was just barely holding back the high-pressure stream of pee that her now-freed bladder had been straining to contain.

\tI didn't think this through! Oh fucking hell I did NOT think this through! Where the hell am I gonna piss? The toilet is clogged and couldn't fit all of it. The drain in the floor is also plugged from all the cum. Maybe the sink? If I squeeze the head and aim it down maybe it'll come out low enough pressure that I can get it all down there?

As she ruminated on her emergency need to urinate, she didn't even notice as Bubbles lustily crawled from the wall, still on all fours, and dragged herself through the mucky cum-slime pooling on the floor to kneel between Sandra's legs. She looked up at her, mouth open wide, and playfully pawed and batted at her softening cock. She let out a mock-whine, like a sad dog, and nuzzled her cummy snout against Sandra's clenched shaft.

\t``... Bubb- Puppy, you- you want me to pee on you?''

\tBubbles shook her head, then opened her mouth and pointed at it. A smile slowly spread across Sandra's face, and she eagerly wrangled her massive shaft to Bubbles' jaws.

\t``Oh, you nasty little puppy. Do you have a pee fetish?''

\tBubbles nodded eagerly and wrapped her mouth around Sandra's head.

\t``You dirty, dirty girl. Why didn't you say so sooner? I would've eagerly plugged your throat with cock and used your esophagus as a urinal any time. It's okay to let loose and be weird, puppy!'' Sandra sighed and relaxed her shaft. ``Now speaking of letting loose...''

\tSandra's urethra visibly surged as the first jet of pee rocketed up the shaft. Bubbles' eyes widened as she felt Sandra's urethra physically throb and pulsate with her tongue, then Sandra's powerful, yellow waterspout started spewing into her mouth. Bubbles initially swallowed as much as she could, though she couldn't keep up with the rate that Sandra's unicorn cock was hosing into her mouth. In turn, Sandra grabbed Bubbles' head and pushed her down, lodging her pissing chub into Bubbles' throat, forcing it open so her powerful, pressure-washer stream of piss could wash straight into the piddle-puppy's belly.

\tSandra groaned a sigh of relief. Fucking hell I needed this so bad... She gently rubbed Bubbles head as she throat-fucked her urinal. She looked down at Bubbles, who was looking up at Sandra with big, frightened, watering eyes, but betraying her true emotion, her tail was aggressively slapping and sloshing through the cum behind her. Despite what her face said, she was adoring the feeling of the hot, tangy urine searing its way down her throat and the slosh of Sandra's superior piss gradually filling her belly out.

\tBubbles reached her hands down to her tummy and gently squeezed it with one hand. As she did, she felt herself gag for just a moment, and the backup made the fresh piss gushing down her esophagus go up instead. Pee spewed from her mouth and nostrils. The bitter, acrid sting of it drove her absolutely insane, and the feeling of her stomach bloating from the sheer volume of Sandra's bathroom break pushed her beyond the brink. With one hand, she reached up and cradled Sandra's testicles, showing her incredible unicorn nuts the subservience and obedience they deserve, and the other raced to her denim-trapped cock and stroked it as rapidly as she could through the cum-stained fabric. She reached orgasm in mere strokes, but the sheer magnitude of Sandra's so utterly dwarfed Bubbles' comparatively pathetic orgasm that it's hardly even worth mentioning.

\tSandra was practically nonchalant about it. She was just about a third of the way emptied, and Bubbles was still eagerly accepting more since she hadn't been stuffed to the point of bursting with cum, so it only made sense that she'd likely be able to accept the fifty or so litres of piss that she had left in her gut, regardless of how badly it would make her belly bulge.

\tMinutes of nonstop pissing passed. Bubbles could feel every centimetre of added urine-girth coming from her gut. Sandra barely even processed that she'd dumped about 2/3 of her bladder's worth of piss into Bubbles, she was just focused on getting the final stretch of relief out of her system.

\tSandra sighed and shivered with delight. The feeling of relief after being so backed up was intoxicating. Sure, holding onto it for so long didn't feel the best, but the pleasure of pissing this much was unparalleled. Even her orgasm felt only a bit better, and that was effectively indescribable with its absurdity. Though, the satisfaction might have partially come from the fact that she had a living, breathing urinal guzzling her piss, as she certainly didn't feel this proud when she made that huge mess back home.

\tBubbles' thought process was much simpler than Sandra's. She could only focus on the huge, swelling pressure in her belly, the disgusting, bitter, acrid sting of Sandra's pee, the mounting pressure in her own bladder, and how much she absolutely adored all of these things. Her shaft had started softening, but now she really, really needed to pee. And unlike the girl treating her as one, she didn't even have a real urinal to let loose into.

\tThe mounting pressure in her bladder and the constant, everpresent reminder of urine and water and piss and wet and pee and liquid and hydro and watersports and more gushing down her throat pushed Bubbles beyond the brink. She couldn't hold herself in any longer. And since the toilet was utterly out of service and she wasn't able to stand up until her mistress was finished peeing, she did the only thing she could do. Bubbles' tail slowed to a stop and some tears welled up in her eyes as she forced herself to commit the ultimate humiliation, and she released her bladder. Her doggy dong peeked from her sheath, poked her panties, and started dribbling hot, wet urine into the fabric of her panties. She wriggled and writhed in her seat of subservience, her bladder only getting more and more confidence as it emptied into her once-clean shorts, and the hot, wet, soaking feeling gradually spread from the front of her panties to the seat of her panties to the denim of her shorts to the fur on her thighs. She was so backed up, she even peed so much that some of the hot urine spilled all the way to Sandra.

\tSandra felt something warm and wet on her toes. Something far too runny to be cum. She briefly drew her attention from her five-minute urination and lifted her foot. She looked down at where she was standing and saw a spreading yellow pool.

\t``Aww, couldn't hold yourself, puppy?'' She giggled as condescendingly as she could. ``That's okay, puppies are expected to piddle their panties here and there. It's only natural that you're not housebroken yet, you poor widdle thing.''

\tBubbles' tail started to swish and wag at the teasing, and the tears of shame in her eyes turned to ones of joy and elation.

\t``It's okay. I forgive you this time. But be careful! If you pee your panties again, we might need to get you some padding! And it'd be so embarrassing to have to introduce you as the puppy who keeps peeing her panties, wouldn't it?''

\tAs Sandra's relentless teasing pressed on, Bubbles' started peeing even more and more excitedly. Her tail eagerly and enthusiastically whipped and wagged and wiggled in the air behind her, and her ears wiggled and wobbled with glee and delight as she squeezed her bladder and peed her panties as hard and as proudly as she could. All while still guzzling so much piss that it put her piddly output to shame. She didn't care that her volume was beat, though, as it was where she peed that mattered more than how much she peed.

\tFinally, after another minute of pissing, Sandra finally felt her bladder empty, and the last few streams of pee drained from her bladder. With her cock totally empty, she pulled it out of Bubbles' throat, gripped it with both hands, and shook the last few droplets out of it directly onto her patiently waiting tongue.

\t``Now swallow, piddle-puppy!'' Sandra teased. Bubbles did exactly as she was told and enthusiastically swallowed, and made a big, proud display of showing her completely empty mouth. ``Oh, good, good girl! Now clean my penis off, and I'll let you have fun with your big, bloated belly full of pee!''

\tThe corniness of what Sandra was saying aside, Bubbles was more than happy and proud to slather Sandra's cock with tongue one more time. She eagerly slurped the shaft clean of every drop of sweat (and her girlfriend's femcum, though it was so saturated with sweat that she never realized), every ounce of precum, and every dollop of urine, and left her shaft sparkling clean and shiny.

\tSandra, after using Bubbles to the greatest extent she could, finally sighed, gave her a pat on the head, and stepped over the pee-bloated hermaphroditic puppy-girl to wade her way over to the door, where their clothes waited. She carefully re-dressed herself, making sure not to get anything in the enormous puddles and piles of glittercum all over the walls and floor, and unlocked the doors to the family bathroom and walked out, leaving Bubbles to bask in the musky, musty afterglow.

\tAs she powerwalked away from the 2nd scene of degenerate debauchery she'd marked the mall with in one day, Sandra pulled out her phone and sent a message to Bubbles.

\t``Hope you enjoyed that, Bubbles! I really needed that. If you don't tell Ela, I won't tell. Let me know when you've recovered. Sorry!''

\tAs she exited the maintenance hallway and passed by the home decoration superstore with three B's, a thought graced her mind.

\tI... Should get some more bedding.

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