episode_0050

Ah─. I saw it. And this time it was purely my fault.

‘Ah, ah… … eww… … .’

Although I was wearing glasses, my vision gradually became blurred. The overload of thoughts was making my head go blank. The cock that was in the bucket was immersed in a warm sensation from the tip.

Twisting─. I unconsciously put some pressure on the tip of my dick and lifted it up. It may have been something he did unconsciously to find out what the strange feeling surrounding the tip of his dick was.

The feeling of cutting liquid reached my glans. The more I strained my dick and squirted urine, the cozy feeling of being cut off from the air engulfed my dick and spread warmth to my lower body.

I realize. ‘My dick is in urine right now…’ … .’ Grumble, rumble, rumble-. It seems like I needed to pee more than I thought. My legs lost strength and the bottom of my glans made contact with the bottom of the bucket.

But I couldn’t even think of what to do with my dick, which was swelling up in the bucket. Was it because he smelled the pheromones emanating from Miss Juliet’s rear crotch?

No, this is a much more familiar and understandable feeling than that.

The feeling of helplessness that urine has imprinted on the brain since childhood. Once you start to lose your strength, you won’t be able to hold it in. Once you wet your panties, there’s no going back… … .

So we all grow up to be girls who defecate until their bladders are empty, even though they are vaguely aware that they are drawing maps on their blankets in their sleep… … .

My hands, knees, crotch, and cock were already soaked with urine. Even if it stays like this for a few more seconds, it won’t change the fact that it’s already over.

You may have to wipe your hands on the inside of the cloak and under the hem, wrap the hem of your skirt around your dick, rub away the urine, and then return to the classroom smelling like ammonia.

The material of the hem of the skirt was not thick enough, so I might have to leave traces of urine dripping down every corner I walked, with Miss Juliet noticing my dick, which was quite swollen and dripping yellow water.

But now, there’s nothing I can do about it… … . In that way, I trust myself and am overcome by an ecstatic feeling of helplessness, and as I admire the scene unfolding before my eyes, I push as much force into my lower abdomen as I can.

Joo──Wook, Joo───Wook♡

The cock happily empties the swollen bladder. Just as urine comes out when you turn on the faucet, just looking at Miss Juliet’s urine pouring out between her legs… … It seems to be reacting.

Miss Juliet spread her hind legs eight-width apart, lowered her buttocks, stuck them out backwards, and was spouting urine forward. Because of the angle, I could clearly see how her pussy was working through the raised roots of her horsehair.

The soft, pure pussy flesh remained closed, and only the labia majora around the urethra, below where the round clitoris protruded, fluttered slightly and twitched lightly every time urine sprayed out.

A ‘gurgling–‘ sound rang out as it hit the bucket, but perhaps because the mouth of the bucket was too narrow, the placenta overflowed outward. The puddle that formed on the floor was clear and frothy.

Perhaps because I don’t know much about horse joints, I often wondered how they were able to support their huge bodies with their thin legs, but I once again felt, ‘I can stand in that position.’

It’s not just the inexplicable cuteness of the rugged yet healthy and wild body of a horse going through physiological activities with its buttocks spread out in that cute posture… … .

The feeling of awe you feel when you see a living being with a structure different from your own… … mystique? And a strong sexual desire that is instinctively felt. ‘… … It’s ridiculously sexy. ‘It’s the body of an animal.’

「… … .」

General Bigus Dickers also does not respond. Reason has already flown away. And, Miss Juliet has not yet noticed that I am watching.

‘Same as humans… … ‘It’s a living thing.’ It has organs for reproduction, and when stimulated, the uterus becomes excited and moves up into the stomach, and when it accepts the penis, it makes a baby… … Life.

The reason he was spreading his legs like that was probably to accurately place urine into the bucket. And you don’t want pee splashing between your legs.

It’s also strangely clean and cute. Ah, as expected, being a young lady is different… … . Like that, even when she’s doing the most vulgar things with the most erotic body, she’s overflowing with elegance.

Just as I was watching Juliet urinate with my face like an idiot, I heard the sound of water dripping from between her legs.

Before I knew it, the bucket was overflowing! A puddle of urine flowed from under the heel of the shoe and made a ‘slap’ sound. ‘No no! I need to get my dick out… … .’

But when you try to get things done in a hurry, nothing goes right. Unconsciously, my dick got stronger and I jumped up, and the glans, which was submerged in the bottom of the bucket, hit the inside of the bucket hard.

Teuung-!

‘Oh no… … !’ Because I was surprised and changed my posture by moving my legs, the tilted bucket fell over. I hurriedly grabbed Dongi, risking my hands getting wet.

Shoot──. Fortunately, I didn’t spill a lot of urine because I threw away my hands, but let alone my hands, my sleeves and right sock were soaked in urine, and a large puddle formed on the floor.

It was dark yellow with few bubbles, like tea made with grains, but it had a coppery, embarrassing smell.

Urine was dripping down my fingers and I couldn’t even think of wiping it anywhere. I’m not even halfway finished urinating yet… … . To put out the urgent fire, I slowly pulled my dick out of the bucket full of urine.

… … According to Archimedes’ law, the urine that was so full that it splashed all the way to the top shrank in height by nearly a third. However, the yodogu continued to expand and fill the bucket.

“Ugh, haha… … .” I put too much force on my legs and my lower abdomen is tight. So much so that it hurts… … . On the other hand, my breath was trembling due to the unpleasant feeling of wet dirt sticking to my entire body that would not come off.

I wrapped my thumb and index finger around the lowest root of my dick, which was covered in urine all the way to the root, and squeezed it, and then I squirted out all the urine that was left in my bladder.

Psyuk, pyukuk─. Surrr… … Just a little bit. Rumbling… … .

Finally, when the stream of urine stops and residual urine drips from the end of the urethra… … I took a deep breath and flipped through the pages. “Ha, ha… … . Huh… … .”

And then our eyes met.

Miss Juliet’s bowel movement stopped and ended cleanly. The bucket was already full, and the puddle on the floor had become quite large. “… … Miss Penny.”

“Ah… … .” Unlike before, when Miss Juliet only had a faint blush, her entire face turned bright red from under her chin to her forehead… … .

That’s not the shame of urinating in a space with someone else.

A face with a mixture of excitement, shock, embarrassment, and anticipation. Yes, if I were to use an analogy, it would be like the face I had when I first saw my precious friend’s hidden dick.

I almost thought, ‘That’s a nice face.’ If only Juliet hadn’t actually blushed when she saw my swollen cock covered in urine.

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Now that we have met face to face, we are in a position where no one can make excuses. The two people who turned around before saying ‘It’s done’ are the culprits.

Where should I start apologizing? ‘Sorry for throwing you away?’ Even now, in the center of my vision, there was a horse’s vagina with drops of urine dripping from its clitoris. But that’s Miss Juliet too.

Then, ‘I’m sorry for hiding my dick’? Will Miss Juliet be shocked and run away? Or should I accept it like a pin? Was it a mistake to pass the futanari screening? On the other hand, was I even honorable in the first place?

“Miss Penny, hey… … .” Before I could finish thinking, Miss Juliet spoke first.

“Mi, sorry, sorry… … .” Every time I put pressure on my lower abdomen, my dick bounced, fluttered, fluttered, and the urine that had accumulated in the hollow of my glans flew in all directions.

Like a death row inmate waiting for the blade of a guillotine to fall, I closed my eyes tightly behind the round lenses of my glasses, trembled, and focused only on what I would hear.

The first sound that passed my ears was unexpectedly light laughter.

“… … Hehe. ” Miss Juliet covers her mouth with the back of her neat hand and smiles. “We all stained the balcony.”

“Oh?”

“I and Miss Penny are now accomplices! I can’t go back until it’s cleaned… … . Yes? Hehehe.”

… … That’s what you care about. I almost collapsed from the overwhelming relief. As expected, he is kind. Because he has a way of speaking that never hurts others.

But, what should I do now with the cock that has been caught… … .

“More than that… … Miss Penny!”

“Ugh, yes!”

“… … Our bodies are a mess! Let’s wash our hands first, right?”

Miss Juliet raised her hoof and came toward me cheerfully. I can clearly see the cock standing up under my legs panting, but I don’t care.

“Ah. that is… … .” As a cleaning expert, in my opinion, the correct order is to shower after wet cleaning. Cleaning is not only about removing dirt, but it is also a process of spreading dirt all over the body.

but… … You can’t touch a mop with urine-stained hands. The importance of keeping cleaning supplies clean cannot be emphasized enough.

“Yes, towel! Do you have a towel or handkerchief?”

“Yes, there is a handkerchief… … .” Miss Juliet took out a small handkerchief from her chest. “Is this okay?”

‘Will this work?’ is a phrase containing ‘Wouldn’t this work?’… … . It’s definitely not enough to wipe off all the urine that gets all over the dick, calves, and hands.

Anyway, I have to go back to my room and take a shower, but I think it would be like spreading the urine in a thin layer rather than thoroughly wiping it all off… … .

But are you telling me to shake off my hands and my dick in the air to get rid of the moisture? Well, that doesn’t work… … .

‘More than that, the smell of the animal is very… … .’ Earlier, I thought I simply smelled “the smell of urine from afar,” but this was clearly a strong pheromone smell that I had felt before.

The animal’s vagina looks very soft and clean on the outside. However, the mucous membrane of the gap between the clenched pussy is literally a crystallization of waste with an infinitely accumulated foreign smell.

If you think that this is only minor because it gets washed away while urinating… … Yes, for example, when you wake up from a night’s sleep and come straight to the classroom, the smell you smelled in the morning must be 100% pure Malboji Special.

Compared to then, I estimate that my strength is now around 70-80% due to urine. Maybe it’s because my nose has become desensitized to the smell of my urine, so I can’t perceive the smell as sensitively as I used to.

But that doesn’t mean it smells less at all.

Rather, it quickly mixed with the smell of ammonia coming from the puddles of urine scattered across the floor, creating a unique scent that was different from the last time I smelled it… … .

‘… … for a moment.’ At that moment, a forbidden question occurred to me that I should not have thought about. ‘Miss Juliet, how do you usually use the bathroom and clean up after yourself? … !?’

The moment my expression suddenly changed, Miss Juliet noticed something and opened her eyes wide, looking straight into my eyes with bright red cheeks trembling under her bright eyes.

I was having my thoughts read. I feel that instinctively. It’s as natural as feeling the gaze of others even without any clues.

no way… … Aren’t you going to take care of it?

Miss Juliet nodded without saying anything.

Miss Juliet’s ears, which had been standing upright, hung down and stuck to the top of her head, as if she wanted to dig into the ground. I never thought I would see the always confident Miss Juliet so embarrassed… … .

“Ah… … Ah… … Oh my… … .” As soon as I realized this incredible fact, the smell passing by my nose felt several times stronger.

“At home, the maids helped me wash my clothes… … I can’t ask my roommates here… … .”

Is it a psychological effect? I wonder why Juliet’s lower body has a pungent smell, and her brain, which has put together information, recognizes that smell much more clearly… … ?

Sharp ─. Knock knock─, knock knock─.

… … No, it’s the opposite.

This is because Miss Juliet, who was embarrassed because her embarrassing part was discovered, wriggled open and closed her vagina, which was excited by shame, and the smell inside that was not washed away by urine spread… … !