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The Hat Stays On During Bladder Emergencies
🕑 Added 2021-05-19 06:30:49 +0000 UTCShe's already naked. There's nothing stopping her from just squatting down, hiking her tail, and blasting the floor with her intense torrent.
But she's not alone; if she did that, people would see. Sure, they can already see every single scale on her body, and it'd be painfully obvious to even a blind observer that she urgently, desperately, wants very badly to visit the little lizard girls' room.
And yet, rather than satisfying her critically-urgent need, she's standing around, crying with her tail between her legs while she massages her back and her bloated overloaded bladder in an attempt to calm the storm raging within her.
But it's not enough. There's simply been too much piss pent up inside her for too long - after three days, three gallons of her steaming waters need to come out now.
She just can't hold it in anymore. Not all of it, at least. Cracks are starting to form in her defenses, and her piss is beyond eager to take advantage of even the slightest opening.
One moment is all it takes. One brief lapse in concentration is more than enough to make her go to the bathroom on her tail. One quick squirt. One little burst of potent pent-up piss. One scalding stream shooting from one exhausted opening between one set of clenched and burning scaly lips. One puddle on her tail.
One decision to make: squat right here and now to spray the ground with a mighty golden cascade, in full view of everyone around her; or try to squeeze her quivering pee-hole shut and hold out until the pressure becomes unbearable and her piss starts violently gushing out onto her tail, streaming down her legs, and seeping past her scales, in full view of everyone around her.
