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Commander-in-chief, General Pepper was having a mandatory military meeting with his top-ranking commanders that Fox McCloud, savior of the planet and leader of the StarFox Mercenaries, had to attend. Fox resented hearing this, wanting rather be flying through space on dangerous life-threatening missions than sitting through one of Pepper’s boring war meetings. Still, such was part of the job of being the leader and the planet's security depended on his team.
He spent the night before the meeting planetside in a hotel so he could get to the meeting on time the next morning. Still, Fox woke late, having only enough time to dress formally before rushing to the capital building. He made it just in time, hastily entering the meeting room and sitting at a huge table with the commanders. He regretted not having his usual cup of morning coffee, but luckily there was plenty of free coffee and snacks which Fox and the others greedily accepted.
General Pepper attended the meeting via hologram. He had to get off-planet on urgent business, but he wasn’t going to suspend this meeting. He quickly got things started by discussing new battle plans and rules about property damage. It was a bore listening to the old dog, but the flow of coffee was keeping Fox from nodding off.
As Fox downed a few rounds of coffee, his bladder throbbed in his abdomen reminding him that in his rush Fox never took the chance to pee. His bladder, still burstingly full from the night before, bulged his abdomen into his belt. Throughout the meeting, the coffee he consumed slowly added to his bladder’s fullness, bloating his abdomen further. It was hard enough to focus on this boring conference and needing to pee wasn’t making it any better. Fox stopped drinking the coffee but that didn't stop his bladder from filling. Embarrassed, he didn't want to ask for a bathroom break but as the meeting wore on, the fuller his bladder got. Under the table, his legs were firmly pressed together as he resisted the urge to squirm. His bladder grew heavier and fuller in his bloated abdomen, its swollen girth pressing uncomfortably against his pants’ waistband. There was no denying that he was going to wet himself if he didn’t get to the restroom soon. Yet, as Fox was about to ask to go, one of the other commanders asked before he did. Pepper was not happy about that, giving the commander a stern talking to that spooked the others. Pepper made it clear that this meeting was important and no one was to leave until it was over. At least I’m not alone in needing to pee, Fox thought.
Fox couldn’t help eagerly bouncing his legs on his toes, his thighs firmly clamped together doing little to stem the pressing need to pee. All the while, he kept a straight face hiding his desperate plight. Fox’s bladder felt like it was going to burst at any moment, his aching sphincter bearly staying clenched. Thankfully, Pepper was finally in the middle of his closing statements, he kept going on and on! All the while, Fox was dying to pee! Proper etiquette be damned, thought Fox. If Pepper didn’t end this meeting quick, Fox was going to just up and leave! He wasn’t about to wet himself because Pepper didn’t know how to wrap up a meeting!
Finally, Pepper called an end to the meeting. Once his hologram vanished, the other commanders rushed out of the room with as much dignity as they could muster. Clearly, everyone in the room needed to pee as badly as Fox did! Fox was one of the last out of the room. He resisted the urge to grab his crotch out in the open as he rushed behind the others into the hall and toward the restrooms. Watching everyone charge into the Men’s room, Fox knew that all the toilets and urinals would be taken, and he couldn’t out long enough to wait for one to open up. The elevator was closer to him than the restrooms. Thinking quick, Fox figured he could use the restrooms a floor down. Needing to pee too badly to think of an alternative plan, he quickly entered the elevator and pressed the “close-doors” button.
Luckily, he had the elevator to himself, letting him openly hold his crotch as the doors closed. Standing hunched before the elevator doors, Fox fidgeted impatiently. Fighting back a strong urgent wave, he squeezed his sheath through his pants as he criss-crossed his legs. His tail and ears lay flat against his body as he struggled with his failing bladder, feeling the weight of the overfilled organ sloshing in his bloated abdomen as he squirmed. Undoing the button on his pants gave his bulging bladder room to poke out, but it brought next to no relief.
Never had the elevator felt so slow! He only needed to go down one floor! Why was it taking so long?! As the number started to change, Fox felt a sudden warm wetness spread throughout his crotch. "No…No…!" he groaned through cliched teeth. Even as Fox crossed his legs and squeezed his crotch with both hands, there was no stopping the leakage. The wet darkening of his pants spread as his poor bladder gave up the fight. After holding his pee overnight and the added coffee of that morning, Fox's bladder had enough. The small leaks turned into a full-on torrent that spilled from his sheath, soaking his pants and running down his legs. Within moments, a dark patch formed on the soiled carpet at his feet. Fox groaned his displeasure but couldn't stop what was happening. A few moments more, he groaned. A few moments more and he would have made it to the restroom!
Just when Fox thought things couldn't get any worse, there was a ding and the elevator doors opened, revealing to a group of onboarding government officials the savior of Corneria wetting his pants.
I guess I would have to add Fox to those comics sooner or later...
OofouchowCommander-in-chief, General Pepper was having a mandatory military meeting with his top-ranking commanders that Fox McCloud, savior of the planet and leader of the StarFox Mercenaries, had to attend. Fox resented hearing this, wanting rather be flying through space on dangerous life-threatening missions than sitting through one of Pepper’s boring war meetings. Still, such was part of the job of being the leader and the planet's security depended on his team.
He spent the night before the meeting planetside in a hotel so he could get to the meeting on time the next morning. Still, Fox woke late, having only enough time to dress formally before rushing to the capital building. He made it just in time, hastily entering the meeting room and sitting at a huge table with the commanders. He regretted not having his usual cup of morning coffee, but luckily there was plenty of free coffee and snacks which Fox and the others greedily accepted.
General Pepper attended the meeting via hologram. He had to get off-planet on urgent business, but he wasn’t going to suspend this meeting. He quickly got things started by discussing new battle plans and rules about property damage. It was a bore listening to the old dog, but the flow of coffee was keeping Fox from nodding off.
As Fox downed a few rounds of coffee, his bladder throbbed in his abdomen reminding him that in his rush Fox never took the chance to pee. His bladder, still burstingly full from the night before, bulged his abdomen into his belt. Throughout the meeting, the coffee he consumed slowly added to his bladder’s fullness, bloating his abdomen further. It was hard enough to focus on this boring conference and needing to pee wasn’t making it any better. Fox stopped drinking the coffee but that didn't stop his bladder from filling. Embarrassed, he didn't want to ask for a bathroom break but as the meeting wore on, the fuller his bladder got. Under the table, his legs were firmly pressed together as he resisted the urge to squirm. His bladder grew heavier and fuller in his bloated abdomen, its swollen girth pressing uncomfortably against his pants’ waistband. There was no denying that he was going to wet himself if he didn’t get to the restroom soon. Yet, as Fox was about to ask to go, one of the other commanders asked before he did. Pepper was not happy about that, giving the commander a stern talking to that spooked the others. Pepper made it clear that this meeting was important and no one was to leave until it was over. At least I’m not alone in needing to pee, Fox thought.
Fox couldn’t help eagerly bouncing his legs on his toes, his thighs firmly clamped together doing little to stem the pressing need to pee. All the while, he kept a straight face hiding his desperate plight. Fox’s bladder felt like it was going to burst at any moment, his aching sphincter bearly staying clenched. Thankfully, Pepper was finally in the middle of his closing statements, he kept going on and on! All the while, Fox was dying to pee! Proper etiquette be damned, thought Fox. If Pepper didn’t end this meeting quick, Fox was going to just up and leave! He wasn’t about to wet himself because Pepper didn’t know how to wrap up a meeting!
Finally, Pepper called an end to the meeting. Once his hologram vanished, the other commanders rushed out of the room with as much dignity as they could muster. Clearly, everyone in the room needed to pee as badly as Fox did! Fox was one of the last out of the room. He resisted the urge to grab his crotch out in the open as he rushed behind the others into the hall and toward the restrooms. Watching everyone charge into the Men’s room, Fox knew that all the toilets and urinals would be taken, and he couldn’t out long enough to wait for one to open up. The elevator was closer to him than the restrooms. Thinking quick, Fox figured he could use the restrooms a floor down. Needing to pee too badly to think of an alternative plan, he quickly entered the elevator and pressed the “close-doors” button.
Luckily, he had the elevator to himself, letting him openly hold his crotch as the doors closed. Standing hunched before the elevator doors, Fox fidgeted impatiently. Fighting back a strong urgent wave, he squeezed his sheath through his pants as he criss-crossed his legs. His tail and ears lay flat against his body as he struggled with his failing bladder, feeling the weight of the overfilled organ sloshing in his bloated abdomen as he squirmed. Undoing the button on his pants gave his bulging bladder room to poke out, but it brought next to no relief.
Never had the elevator felt so slow! He only needed to go down one floor! Why was it taking so long?! As the number started to change, Fox felt a sudden warm wetness spread throughout his crotch. "No…No…!" he groaned through cliched teeth. Even as Fox crossed his legs and squeezed his crotch with both hands, there was no stopping the leakage. The wet darkening of his pants spread as his poor bladder gave up the fight. After holding his pee overnight and the added coffee of that morning, Fox's bladder had enough. The small leaks turned into a full-on torrent that spilled from his sheath, soaking his pants and running down his legs. Within moments, a dark patch formed on the soiled carpet at his feet. Fox groaned his displeasure but couldn't stop what was happening. A few moments more, he groaned. A few moments more and he would have made it to the restroom!
Just when Fox thought things couldn't get any worse, there was a ding and the elevator doors opened, revealing to a group of onboarding government officials the savior of Corneria wetting his pants.
I guess I would have to add Fox to those comics sooner or later...
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