Eclair was staring down at her bikini, her lips parted with anticipation. Her legs were spread, but her thighs flattened against the cool stone below, leaving only an inch of space between them. She leaned forward and cupped water into her hands, taking a drink before returning her focus to her waist.
She swallowed and took a deep breath. The white mesh of her bikini darkened and a moment's worth of warmth spread around her crotch, a single droplet dribbling down her butt. She pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and moistened it with her tongue, pausing for a moment to take another shaky breath.
She relaxed again and immediately spurted, a startlingly powerful stream hissing into her bottoms. Fluid completely soaked her crotch, leaving the rest of it running down her butt cheeks, pooling on the rock below. With great force she was able to stem the flow.
“Eclair!”
Her head snapped up and her gaze shifted downstream. Yukikaze was waving and running toward her, her chest bouncing excessively with each step. With her was Noir, both of them in their swimsuits1.
“Y-Yuki!” Eclair's cheeks burned.
“Thought you could have all the fun without us, huh?” Yuki smiled.
“What're doing here?”
“Noir came from Galette to talk to me and we happened to see you heading in this direction. You had a towel so... we figured we'd come out and join you!”
Eclair nibbled on her bottom lip. “Oh.”
“Are we interrupting something?” Noir chimed.
“O-of course not!”
“Perfect!” Yuki set her basket down next to Eclair and took a seat, slipping her legs into the water. Noir positioned herself on the other end of Eclair and approached the water. She squatted down and put her hand in it.
Eclair stole another glance at her own waist, making sure the wet spot was hidden from view. Her thighs were pressed together tightly, but the urine felt like it was centimeters from leaking out, and it pushed hard against her privates. She was paranoid more might leak out without her being able to feel it.
Noir entered the water, going knee deep before stopping.
She looked up. “It's cold.”
“It's this breeze.” Yuki smiled and looked at the swaying trees. “Honestly, sitting up here is just as nice as swimming.”
“Does that mean you're not going to swim?”
“Let's not get ahead of ourselves... I never said that. That's why we came here.” Yuki chuckled.
“I don't want to do it alone. It's too cold. Swim with me.”
“Hmm.” Yuki paused for a moment, before furling her eyebrow as if in deep contemplation. “I'll do it, but only if Eclair comes in too.”
Eclair flinched and looked up. “Uh, I'm alright here.”
“Come on.” Noir splashed a small amount of water toward her. “Live a little.”
“I don't want to.”
Yuki smiled. “Let's not tease her too much. After all, she came out here on her own.” She slipped butt first into the water, quickly submerging her body past her breasts.
She inhaled sharply, gripping her thighs and tensing up from the cold. Her feet landed on the pebbles below, involuntarily pushing her back up, just enough so her breasts appeared from the water, bouncing liberally.
“Y-your turn.” She looked at Noir and spoke through a tight jaw.
Noir looked down at the water and back up at Yuki.
“I don't want to.”
“T-that i-i-isn't f-fair! Y-you're the o-one who didn't w-want to do this a-alone.” Yuki crossed her arms over her chest, slowly slipping deeper into the water, until her butt reached the pebbles below.
“But it looks really cold.”
“I-it is! T-that's t-the point!” Yuki splashed a large amount of water at Noir. She tried to block it with her arms, but it was enough to dampen her chest and soak anything below it.
“Ergnnn.” She crossed her arms.
“I-I'll do it again!”
Noir looked back at her with little emotion, her tail whipping back in forth in quick, fragmented motions. “Fine.” She looked down and closed her eyes, plugging her nose with her hands. She curled into a ball, submerging her entire body into the water, remaining there for several seconds.
When she popped back up, her arms were over here chest. She inhaled shapely and started to shiver.
“Don't worry, it gets m-more bearable the longer you're in here.” Yuki consoled her.
“I-I h-h-hope s-s-s-s-s-so.”
Eclair was only half paying attention; her other half concerned about the overwhelming urge to urinate. Her muscles were beginning to twitch, and the breeze was making the feeling of wet fabric cold and prickly against her flesh. The desire to shake her legs, grind her thighs, or do anything to distract from the growing pressure was consuming.
She felt a small drop of warmth form around her crotch. She flexed her muscles, but a small trickle of urine followed suit, extending down toward her butt, and contributing to the small puddle she was sitting in. Her legs started to quiver.
“I know.” Noir blurted it out and swam toward Eclair, stopping inches from her knees, looking up at her.
“W-what?” Eclair pressed her knees tighter together.
“You're on your period.”
Eclair bit down on her lower lip, more droplets of urine slipping into her bikini. “I-I am not on my period.” She could feel her face beginning to flush red.
“Then why won't you swim?”
Eclair's teeth pressed down tightly. “F-fine, then. I will swim. If you want me to so b-bad.”
As the last word left her mouth, a slow-flowing stream of liquid started to leave Eclair's body, and without giving Noir any time to back up, she quickly slipped her bottom off the stone and into the stream, her bladder releasing completely the moment she entered the ice cold water.
She turned around and splashed water on where she had been sitting, hoping neither of them noticed her suspicious behavior. Noir did not seem to question it, but she was difficult to real. Yuki looked at her inquisitively, but didn't comment on the action either. Eclair stole a glance at the darkening water around her groin and attempted to swim around to dissipate it – particularly away from Noir, who was dangerously close to the warmth.
She attempted to stem the flow, but her muscles were numb and unresponsive. The intoxicating euphoria of losing control left her quivering, and she struggled to internalize any expressions of relief that fought to show on her face. The pee started as a forceful wave that helped ease the immediate turmoil in her lower areas, but slowed down to an enjoyable dribble that was not obviously visible in the water, and helped keep her warm, trickling out for over a minute.
After her bladder had been emptied, Eclair fell into better spirits and played more willingly with Yuki and Noir, trying to ignore any worries that one of them had known what she had been doing. At first, she was disconcerted, over-analyzing their words and tones for indications they had seen through her, but after awhile, her worries faded and her “accident” became more of a memory.
“Marco.” Noir droned, her eyes closed, arms out in front of her.
“Polo!” Yuki and Eclair replied simultaneously.
Yuki smiled and moved from her position, trying to be as silent as she could.
“Marco.” Noir said it again, now standing where Yuki had been.
“Polo!” Yuki swam a distance, trying to throw Noir off and send her in Eclair's direction. When she stopped and turned around, Noir was nowhere to be found. She looked over at Eclair and saw her looking back at her – down toward her legs. She felt something soft brush against her knee, and suddenly a pair of arms wrapped themselves around her waist.
Yuki gasped as Noir slid up her body. “Got you.”
She took a deep breath and chuckled. “Jeez, Noir. Don't scare me like that – I almost peed on the both of us.”
Eclair's eyes widened imperceptibly and her ears twitched.
“Sorry.” Noir let her go.
“Alright, looks like it's my turn!” Yuki closer her eyes and started to count, giving Noir time to escape.
Eclair started to pay attention to the subtleties in Yuki's movements. Fidgeting and awkward stances became increasingly obvious as the game went on, and Eclair wondered why Yuki didn't just go in the stream, or even behind a tree.
Yuki started using her hand to hold it, off and on, impossibly casual to the point Eclair wondered if she could believe what she was seeing. Her actions were growing wider by the moment, and Eclair had to constantly check herself to make sure she wasn't staring.
“Hmm, my turn again...” Yuki looked at them both, shuffling aggressively. “I'm getting pretty hungry. You guys want to get some lunch? I brought sandwiches.”
“You made sandwiches for us?”
“Yep. Turkey, too. Your favorite.” Yuki smiled and headed for the rocks.
“You didn't have to do all that,” Eclair smiled.
“Not a problem at all. I felt it was the least I could do for randomly intruding on you with Noir.”
“Was I not invited?” Noir interjected.
“Neither of us were.” Yuki laughed.
Eclair blushed. “It''s been fun, though. I am glad you both came.
“That's good to hear.” Noir responded, dispassionately as always.
When they reached land, Yuki walked over to her basket, pressing her hand to her groin as she squatted down to get it. She placed a towel on a relatively flat piece of sand, and took a seat on her knees. Eclair and Noir both joined her, grabbing a sandwich and digging in.
“Jeez,” Yuki said between bites. “I really gotta pee.”
“Then go pee.” Eclair responded flatly.
“Nah, I can hold it.”
Eclair crooked her eyebrow and whipped her tail. “Why would you, though?”
“Why not?” Yuki smiled.
Eclair blushed, looking down at her sandwich.
“You don't go in the stream?” Noir asked.
“I'm not going to say I never have... But I try not to around people. Do you?”
Noir's cheeks tinged red. “Sometimes.”
“Did you?” Eclair blurted. “While we were in the water, I mean.”
Noir shook her head.
“Did you?” Yuki looked at Eclair, a suspicious smile on her face.
“... Maybe.” Eclair blushed harder. There was awkward silence as they all took another bite.
“Oh dang,” Yuki squirmed around on her knees, taking one hand off her sandwich and wedging it between her legs. “I'm about to pee myself.”
“Then go pee.” Eclair repeated.
“I wanna finish this first. Isn't a big deal anyway, I'm in my swimsuit... What's the worse that could happen?” She took another bite.
“How does that change anything?”
Yuki looked up from her sandwich. She finished chewing before answering. “... It's just different in a swimsuit, isn't it? This might be weird, but I think it's... kinda fun. It's like peeing yourself, but suddenly it isn't embarrassing or anything. It just isn't a big deal.” She shrugged.
“So you think it's fun to pee in your bathing suit...?” Eclair's eyebrow was crooked again.
“Yeah, don't you?”
Her expression softened. The look on Yuki's face and the tone in her voice made Eclair think she knew more than she had previously thought, but she couldn't tell if it was just paranoia or not.
“You're weird.” Noir interjected. Eclair blushed in place of Yuki.
“Have you ever done it?” Yuki asked, unphased.
“Not out of the water.”
Yuki closed her eyes and smiled. “Why not give it a shot? Your swimsuit's already wet, and you can just rinse off in the stream so it isn't nasty...”
“I don't want to... It's embarrassing.”
“We're the only three here,” Yuki pressed. “What if I do it too? I promise it isn't what you're expecting.”
Noir seemed deep in thought, gazing downward toward nothing in particular.
“It really isn't a big deal... Eclair,” Yuki looked over at her. “You should do it too.”
Eclair blushed. “You want me... to pee myself?”
“I know, I know, it isn't suited for the head of the Biscotti knights... But why not? Like Noir said, live a little.”
“I'll do it.” Noir interjected. “But only if Eclair does it too.”
“...Why do I have to do it, too?” Eclair replied with annoyance.
“Is it that big of a deal?” Yuki went on.
Both and Noir and Yuki were looking at her, waiting for her answer. Blushing, she looked down at the same nothing Noir had been looking at. “Fine. I'll do it. But I won't like it.”
“Uh huh,” Yuki said unconvinced. “On that note,” she licked her fingers. “It's good we're all doing this, because I don't think I can get up without losing control.”
Eclair's eyes widened. “It's that bad?”
“I've been holding it for awhile.” She smiled.
“Why did you hold it so long, though?” Eclair tilted her head to the side. “You could have gone in your bathing suit at any point.”
“Holding it feels kinda good.” Yuki blushed and chuckled awkwardly. “Ugh, can't laugh like this.”
“Holding it feels good?” Noir asked.
“Yeah, I know it's weird, but I just like the feeling. I usually don't hold it this much, but... out here in a bathing suit is the perfect occasion. There's nothing to lose, and sometimes I just can't resist. You guys don't feel the same?”
Noir shook her head and took another bite of her sandwich.
“What about you, Eclair?” The tone in her voice and the expression on her face was similar to earlier, and again Eclair suspected she knew of her actions when they had arrived.
“I... well...” She swallowed and looked downward.
Yuki chuckled. “So you do like it.”
“You like to hold your pee?” Noir looked at her, her mouth agape, torn between mystification and her default stoicism.
“I didn't say that!” Eclair snapped.
“You didn't say no, either,” Yuki smiled. “Look, it's okay. If we both feel that way, we're definitely not the only ones... It isn't a big deal. If anything, it's something we get to enjoy that others don't.”
“You guys are weird.”
Eclair growled through clenched teeth. “Shut up.”
“O-oh. I'm... I think...” Yuki quickly got to her feet and rushed in the opposite direction of the group. The moment she made it off the towel, there was a faint glimmer of light between her legs. She made it only feet away before she squatted down, her butt pointing toward them.
The power was audible, a loud hissing filling the air as the hot urine rushed downward against her butt and overflowed from the purple bottoms, draining in a collection of morphing streams. Yuki bit down on her lower lip, her face flushing red and her entire body vibrating with pleasure.
“You weren't kidding. You really did have to go.” Eclair looked on in surprise.
“Yeah...” Yuki inhaled deeply. “I couldn't have waited another moment. It just hit so suddenly.”
“I don't know if I would call that suddenly...”
She remained in her position for over forty seconds; the first fifteen full-force, the subsequent ten steady waning until nothing but a drip remained. When she finished, she headed toward the stream to wash off, and soon returned to the group.
“So...” She broke the awkward silence. “Who's next?”
Eclair and Noir both looked at each other.
“Do either of you need to go?”
Noir nodded.
“Yeah, I could go.” Eclair responded.
“Hmm,” Yuki began, before anyone had a chance to volunteer. “I have an idea. Why don't you both hold it?”
Eclair crooked her eyebrow again.
“Hold it?” Noir asked.
“Yeah, instead of just making someone do it first, we see who can hold it longer.”
Noir didn't answer and instead looked over at Eclair. In response, Eclair crossed her arms over her chest and sighed. “I don't really see a point to it, since it would easier to just flip a coin or something, but... ugh, fine. We'll hold it.”
Yuki smiled. “Excellent.”
“Do you like watching other people hold it too or something?”
“...Maybe.”
Eclair looked at her with skepticism. “Seriously?”
“What?” She pouted and blushed. “It's fun. Don't get the wrong idea or something... Now go drink some water.” She smiled again. “We don't have all day!”
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After drinking what their belly's deemed a sizable amount of water, they again entered the stream and returned to their games. Yukikaze had packed an inflatable beach ball along with the food, and after blowing it up they hit it back and forth, the object of the game to make the other person miss and have it touch the water. After some time to adjust, they got comfortable with the game, and by extension competitive, hitting the ball with near unfair speeds.
Eclair sent it flying at Noir, making her jump to the side to keep it airborne. The ball hit her fist from the side and it bounced straight up, but instead of hitting it again, Noir's hands went straight to her crotch, the ball falling listlessly on the water's surface. She was kneeled down, her chest forward and her butt pointed out.
“Oops.”
Eclair and Yuki honed in on her.
“Something the matter?” Yuki asked, excitement in her voice.
“Some came out.”
Eclair inhaled, feeling her heart beat heavily against her chest. Her own physical reaction surprised her.
“Can you still hold it? Or do we need to stop the game?”
“I can hold it.” Noir replied quickly, but looked down, unsure. Her hands remained on her groin and her hips were swaying back and forth slowly. “But we should probably stop the game too.”
Yuki lead them out of the stream, Noir's hands leaving her groin the moment she hit dry land. Her desperation seemed to fade at first, but after a few moments of stillness, her feet began shuffling.
“You alright over there?” Eclair asked with a modest smile.
Noir nodded her head.
“Looks like you might not be able to hold it much longer... I know the signs.” Yuki smiled again.
“I have to.”
“I think that ones gonna be up to your body pretty soon here.” Yuki laughed.
Noir's gaze shifted to Eclair. “My body can wait. I at least have to hold it longer than her.”
Eclair cocked her eyebrow and chuckled. “I hate to break it to you, but I don't really have to go that bad.”
The silence lingered for several seconds before Noir squinted almost imperceptibly.“.... You cheated.”
Eclair furled her brow. “How?”
“You went earlier. I should have been able to go too.”
“You could have gone. You were the one who decided to hold it.”
“I was being polite by not going in the stream. Unlike someone.”
Eclair frowned. “I di-”
“-Noir. Fair is fair. You knew the conditions before we did this. If you want to beat Eclair then you're just gonna have to hold it longer.”
Noir went silent. She put her hand against her groin and closed her legs, bouncing on the spot, her expression typical, but bizarrely empty.
“But I'm surprised it got so bad so fast....” Yuki continued.
“Leaking made it worse.”
Yuki looked at them both inquisitively. “You know... This isn't a real competition or anything. Maybe we should try to even the odds.”
Noir looked up, her eyes slightly widened.
Eclair squinted. “Even the odds...?”
“Yeah... You did get to go earlier, so we may as well make it fair. Seems more... fun, that way.”
“Fun for who? And fair for who, at that?” She crossed her arms petulantly.
“Come on! Lighten up a little.”
She frowned. “What did you have in mind, anyway?”
“Nothing too major. We just gotta help even the score a bit. I would say since Noir leaked earlier and that made it worse, why don't you do the same? You'll still have a slight advantage, just helps make it... a little more balanced.”
“You want me to... leak?” Eclair grimaced.
“Well, not leak, exactly. But, you could just go a bit. Just for a second. That might help you get on Noir's level.”
“I-I... I mean, I guess I... could.” Eclair blushed and swallowed.
“Do it.” Noir chimed.
“B-but what if I... can't stop?”
“I mean, does it really matter? You're gonna go eventually anyway.” Yuki shrugged.
“I guess that's... true.”
“Come on, you don't have to go much. Just a little bit, right where you're standing.”
“...Do I have to do it in the bikini?” She blushed harder.
“Of course! That's the entire point of this, isn't it?”
There was a short silence. Eclair swallowed again. “I guess so.”
She looked down at her legs, most of the water from the stream having already dripped off of her. Thinking about what she was about to do made her urge intensify, and while the increase was minute, it was enough to make an impact on trying to start and stop a stream – the exact thing that had done her in earlier. But Yuki was right, she was going to have to go at some point anyway.
She bit down on her bottom lip and cleared her mind, spreading her legs a few more inches apart and standing up straight to the point she was leaned slightly forward to watch just as Noir and Yuki did.
“Okay... I'm gonna do it...”
Yuki smiled.
Within seconds, a stream of urine slipped began dribbling to the ground, pouring straight down from the mesh of the bikini, some of it spreading back to her behind.
“D-damn it... I c-can't stop.” She repositioned and closed most of the distance between her legs, keeping her thighs a sliver apart.
Her eyes closed shut in embarrassment, but soon reopened to watch the small, parallel streams now flowing down her legs.
“Eclair is having an accident.” Noir mocked.
“I... am not...” Eclair strained as hard as she could and managed to stop the flow of urine, following up with a hand to her crotch for good measure. She crossed her legs widely, but tightly, resulting in an awkward, imbalanced stance. “Ugh, crap.”
Yuki giggled. “Looks like you almost lost it there.”
“Yeah, I came close.”
“How much longer can you hold it, though? -Oh, it looks like seeing you go made it worse for Noir, though, so it wasn't a complete loss, right?”
Noir was dancing more fervently, hand still on her crotch. “It looked like it felt good...” Her cheeks flushed, responding as if she had to have an excuse.
“I can't believe I am about to pees myself...” Eclair closed her eyes and looked up.
“Hey, just try to enjoy it!” Yuki slapped her on the shoulder, making her stumble forward.
Eclair gasped, spreading her legs, barely catching herself from falling. Immediately a stream of gold began to cascade, splattering loudly against the wet pebbles below.
“S-shit! I'm peeing!”
“We can see that...” Yuki said, her tone matter-of-face, but her smile replaced with awe.
“Unnng. Bad.”
“Are you going to lose it too, Noir?” Yuki glanced over at her, before quickly looking back at Eclair.
“It's... coming out.”
“Try to wait until Eclair is finished, at least!” Yuki chuckled, but it was clearly forced.
“Drip.”
Eclair didn't move from the spot as the urine poured straight down from her bikini and dissipated beneath the pebbles, a small puddle forming in the sand. There were streams running down her legs, and droplets that ran half an inch up her butt cheeks and trickled to the ground and down the backs of her thighs.
She peed almost as hard and fast as Yuki had for almost fifteen seconds, before the stream ended abruptly, leaving only remnants in the bikini to drip.
“Feel better?”
Before Eclair could respond, a loud hiss stole their attention.
Noir squatted down, her swimsuit pulling tightly against her groin.“I'm going.”
The urine did the same as it had for Yuki: it ran back against her butt and rained heavily in multiple streams, like water overflowing off the surface of a leaf. Some of it dripped down her legs and dribbled from her heels to the ground. From the front they could see a small stream penetrating the swimsuit, gushing forward. It only remained for a few moments, as the intensity of her pee slowed considerably after the first few seconds.
“This feels weird.”
“Good at all?” Yuki pressed.
“...I've felt worse.”
The hiss faded and her puddle became slow-growing. She went for far longer than they did, a mellow stream coming out for the majority of her release.
“I peed longer than you.” She looked up at Eclair, Yuki laughing out loud in response.
“Jeez,” Eclair blushed and crossed her arms. “Do you have to turn everything into a competition?”
