Darling it's better down where it's wetter

“I know you want more…”

“I… What?” I answered, breathless. She then pulled me into the girl’s locker room and I couldn’t help but fear for my bladder as I now entered the lion’s den, completely up to her mercy.   All I could do was clumsily follow as she pulled me in deeper until I passed the bathroom stalls, -so long sweet chance-, and was now in a shower stall with her. I was half ready to whip it out and go in the drain but she grabbed the hands that were on my belt.

Right then, she leaned in and kissed me. When I kissed her before, I had some sense of control, I could phase it out, but here and now, with my bladder like a tingling weight in my abdomen and her body heavy against mine I couldn’t help but take in the entire sensation. She leaned her body up against mine - and against my bladder.

“A-ah!” No… Hold it.

“It’s ok,” she whispered cheerfully. Against my will I leaked a bit and sucked in a breath, I looked into her eyes, and they were the same expression as before: shiny and star-struck. I shook my head. She pulled out a water bottle as I squirmed away and she held it to my lips, giving me the option to either drink or choke. I see. This is revenge.

Over my dead body!

A sudden warmth coming over my body as I breathed heavy I swatted the bottle away and squirmed away, surprising her. She blinked; surprised, and then I realized what I’d done. She had the upper hand in this. She smiled, calmly, lovingly, and thrust her fist into my bladder. My bladders signals screamed within me and I immediately felt it flow to the tip, ready, aching, to come out. A whole shiver went up my spine. “N-“ with that she kissed me again as my legs buckled beneath me. “Do you want more?” “I… I-“ I was dizzy.

But when she pulled away I wanted her lips back on mine. I wanted my bladder to relieve itself.

With that she pressed it again and it was all over. “N-Ng…!” I threw my head back as my eyes rolled up to the sky, my breathing quick and heavy again. The screaming tingling sensation in my body finally gave way to overwhelming relief, as hot spurt after hot spurt shot out of me, until a heavy flow jet out into the crotch of my pants, soaking my dress pants and clinging to my legs as it flowed to my ankles. All that could be heard for a while was the thunderous torrent hitting the floor and the low hiss as it filled my pants. This was humiliating. I could have fought it off, but I didn’t. That’s the most humiliating part.

I wasn’t truly fighting it, I let her do this. She was right, I wanted more. “More…” I couldn’t help but mutter. “What was that?” She said with a grin. “I said… More…!” I answered weakly, breathing heavy.

Just then she pulled me by the hair to face her and looked me in the eyes, kissing me again passionately and I couldn’t help but moan as I continued, unable to believe the relief as I suffocated in her passion.

The stream began to settle and eventually stop and all that was left was the warm steam as my pants began to cool and dry. She traced her hand to my zipper and grabbed it gently, looking me in the eyes to ask the question. I could only faintly nod.

 Just then there was a voice. 

“Hello? Is someone here? School ended just a few minutes ago.”

Minutes? That felt like hours. 

Wait.

I just realized where I was, what I was doing, what I did. My body went cold. Chizuru suddenly turned on the shower, and with a hiss cold water shot me in the back and I had to bite my tongue not to cry out from shock as it froze me like electricity. I propped my legs up on the sides of the shower stall, climbing it awkwardly to hide from seeing an extra pair of feet. Chizuru changed the temperature of the water to one that was more comfortable and looked me in the eyes, as she got drenched, her clothes now clinging to her. “Just taking a shower before I head out. I fell in the pond nearby…! Sorry I’m so clumsy!” “Ok well don’t be too long ok? Do you need me to wait for you?” “No that’s ok, I already told a teacher to come and escort me.” “I’ll head home then, be safe ok?” “I will!”

Just then we heard her leave the locker room. “I think she’s gone.” I awkwardly slid down the wall and landed on the ground less than gracefully. I shook my head, then I felt a giggle sneaking up on me. “this is insane…! Absolutely insane.” “And you love it, don’t you.” “I will never say so.”

“Mhm…” She said seductively, putting her finger under my chin.

We realized the water was still running on us and that we’d have to change into our clothes. So with a faint blush she began undressing. I normally would have no feeling about this, but now I watched in slight awe as the water now hit her dress shirt; soaking it and making her bra show throw the fabric clinging to her. She rung out her skirt and stripped it off, then her socks, then her shirt, leaving her in her bra and panties. She happily let the water hit the crotch of her panties, and seemed to enjoy it. She gave a happy sigh before delicately unclasping her bra, showing her bare chest before me. Her boobs were nice, to put it simply. Not large, not small, just a soft medium bust with perky light pink nipples. My instinct wanted strongly to touch them, and she caught my fixated stare and gave a gentle smile before inviting me to touch them.

They were as soft as they looked, now wet with the warm water flowing over them. I felt my heart race a bit and traced my hands down her soft body, down to the panties. My curiosity was going wild. She had a gleam in her eyes as she pulled them down revealing a cute small forest and beautiful hip bones nestled in the curve of her thighs. Entranced, I began to also undress, quickly out of my dress shirt, and out of my pants and boxers, tossing the soaked mass to the corner of the stall. I began drawing towards her but then I noticed the look in her eyes again. That same look from when she had an accident. I quickly spun her around and grabbed the soap and began to wash her back, hating to refuse this chance.

“We can’t… Not right now. You’re not you.”

I heard a gentle sigh escape her before her posture changed as I washed it.

“Hm? Why are we… Oh that’s right I…”

“Yeah.”

Her nerves grew more evident and I began to comb my fingers through her hair, embracing her gently and murmuring to calm her down. “Well hey, you got your vengeance,” I said, pointing to the sopping uniform pants in the corner. She started to turn pink and quickly shoved her hand over her mouth to hide a well-deserved smirk.