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Ember chugged down his second bottle of water, eagerly gulping the last of its contents. The weather may have been chilly but for a fire type like himself, the body had to work harder to maintain his slightly elevated operating temperature, which often meant consuming much more water.
He wished that the bottle of water could be salvaged for use on another day, but alas, his backpack had to be used for shopping. Leaning off of the wall he discarded the plastic bottle into the bin. Looking up at the darkening evening sky from the inside of the open air shopping centre, twilight was beginning and that would only mean brisker temperatures…
“You do know the toilets are closed for maintenance, right?”
Zhori’s sudden interjection startled Ember, who had completely zoned out from his observation of the sky.
“We won’t be here that long. Besides, I’m pretty good at holding it.”
“If you say so~”
A smug grin descends onto the fox’s face, he will certainly be keeping an eye on this situation.
The two friends set off into the shopping centre, they had visited the place multiple times so navigation was not an issue. The shops were all aligned on either side of a long decorated pathway with a plaza in the middle that often had special events hosted. Ember wondered what could occupy the plaza this time but it was too far away to be decipherable, but it was probably some “consumerist bullshit” as Zhori states every time.
“So what's on the agenda today?” The fox asks.
“The usual; browse some shit, check out the gaming place, buy some food. If I can be bothered, finally buy some new clothes. Did you want to go anywhere in particular?”
“Nah, I find stopping off at those places good enough.”
First stop along the way was a family owned charity shop not far from the entrance, Ember had eyed the interior eagerly, wondering if any new antiques or random accessories had been put in stock.
“Hey it’s this place! I swear they had a closing sale last time we were here. Mind if I take a quick look around?”
Zhori had his arms crossed, rolling his eyes at the thought. He completely forgot about this place and just the fact he might be dragged into it already bored him.
“Ugh, do we ha- Hey, actually, sure that sounds like a fun idea, I’ll come with you.”
When responding he would’ve normally tried to wiggle out of it but his tricky fox senses were tingling…
Ember, initially finding his response out of place, saw this as a suspicious answer. ‘He tends to act grumpy, so maybe he’s in a better mood today.’ he thought. After entering the shop they are both greeted by the smell of ageing clothes and carpet cleaner. Ember preoccupied himself looking at the various knick-knacks by the shelves, already abandoning Zhori in his enthusiasm. The Zoroark shrugged to himself, thinking ‘He’ll never buy anything, he never does.’ Before wandering off to have a browse himself, at least making himself look busy. He brushed past various used merchandise, walking slowly down the aisle to a rack of clothes with a high shelf above with various Pokemon plushies, some so old they were even off coloured or bursting at the worn seams.
Zhori stretched up and chose a miniaturised plush of his species, inspecting its details with a frowned grin.
“How humiliating. At least they’ve captured my cuteness.”
Placing it back he looked down to see his crotch poking right between the sidewards facing clothing. He scouted the room to find the shop empty, bar Ember’s ecstatic movement, no CCTV seemed to look in this direction either. He slipped down his fly to flash his dark flaccid member, it blended in perfectly between the clothing. His mind raced with arousing thoughts, ‘this would be a perfect position to piss,’ he imagined, causing his cock to twitch and rush with excitement. Unfortunately his tank was empty, making him reluctantly store his penis back into his clothing. Maybe next time.
By the time they had finished browsing the store it had been a good 30 minutes. Ember had thoroughly inspected every shelf for anything of interest, as usual, he left the store empty handed.
“Maybe one day you’ll buy something there.”
“Even if I don’t, it’s still fun to look around!”
The Blaziken asserted, noting in his head how Zhori never buys anything, often salvaging thrown out items and “foraging” food from markets or that have grown on private property. The chicken’s bladder felt a tiny twinge of pressure, nothing significant but the consequences of his drinks were going to build up as there were still more shops to head into. A gaming store took Ember’s interest, often equally as exciting to check out displays of upcoming technology and previews of games that can be tried.
Heading inside, a corner of the shop had been dedicated to house multiple consoles, separated by small cubicles with chairs and two wired controllers per machine to try out the latest edition of ‘Call of Shooty: City Warfare’, it seems like it actually has a campaign this year. The chicken heads over to interact with the console, finding there to be multiple other demos to test out. After sitting on the chair, Zhori leans onto the top of it to look over his friend’s head.
“Hey, do you think this has co-op? Would love to try it out.”
“I think that’s what this controller is for, might be a little awkward for you though.”
The fox picks up the spare controller, confused by its button layout, definitely not a console he has much experience with. The Zoroark presses the ubiquitous ‘X’ button that seems present on all gaming controllers. It appears to launch him in the game immediately into a split screen mode, spawning him nearby.
The friends get carried away playing through the demonstration level, being sure to stop for any shiny collectable. Sure enough by the time they beat it it had been another half hour of time used in the shopping centre.
Ember gets up from the chair, his bladder tingling as it seems his need is slowly creeping up to him. Becoming increasingly worried Ember reassured himself; “Well despite that distraction, it’s not like shopping takes long, right?”
He and Zhori wander through the gaming store’s aisles, both purchasing a few pre-owned titles that seemed interesting, at least for the price. Within a few minutes they find themselves back onto the path of the shopping centre.
Continuing forwards, they find the centre of the complex had a quaint little cafe kiosk operating this time, as opposed to Zhori’s pessimistic statement earlier. A smell of freshly toasted bread permeates around their nose. Convincing them to take a small break to eat at one of the tables outside of the stand. They find the very breakfast-esque meal very convenient.
Ding!
‘Attention, this shopping centre will be closing in 30 minutes, can all customers please take this time into consideration before entering one of the stores.’
“Hmm, looks like we better get a move on. So, how are you feeling?” Zhori asks.
“About what?”
“Your bladder, it’s been over an hour, surely you feel something.”
“Maybe I’m feeling it quite a bit now, but that's not our only excuse to rush through the next place.”
‘Quite a bit’ was understating the matter at this point; Ember had been bouncing his legs impatiently as they were eating, it seemed the large gulps of water earlier were finally filtering out of his kidneys and filling his bladder at an alarming rate. Knowing his time was numbered, the chicken swiftly urged his friend to continue to the convenience store nearby the kiosk.
“Whew, just a quick visit, that’s all…”
The interior of the store advertised many aisles of food and common disposable household items, all Ember needed was something to provide sustenance, plus a couple of snacks for the road. At a pace that could have counted as jogging, the chicken scouts each aisle’s summary board to find what he was looking for. The sensation in his bladder nagging at him to go, only serving as a distraction as Ember paces back and forth up the lanes to find an item he had carelessly missed. Zhori was asked to take care of finding any confectionery and biscuits, he observed his friend rush with his basket nearby, chuckling as he clearly wasn’t rushing to beat closing time.
The Blaziken’s bladder had felt the pressure tumble onto him in the convenience store, the increasing need fueling Ember’s panic to get out of the shopping centre and back home.
Meeting back up with all the collected food, the two entered a small queue for one of the self service tills, Zhori could hear his pal muttering under his breath, fiddling with his claws as he held the basket.
“You’re clearly busting, aren’t you?”
“Fine! I admit it, I could honestly really do with a piss break right now.”
“I mean you did say earlier you wanted to find some clothes right? A quick visit to a changing cubicle might be what you need.”
Zhori smirks, seeing the desperation on his chicken friend’s face, he looked as if he’d do anything.
“Humph, s-seems like it’d be the only private toilet in this damn place!”
“Better hurry with this till, it seems we don’t have much time left.”
The friends rush all of their items across the self-service scanner. Ember anxiously eyes the monitor as it processes the barcodes, often feeling like it was intentionally failing to read it.
Hastily paying for the items, the two finally escape out of the shop, looking over to the clothes store across the path.
Ember rushes ahead of his friend, whispering ‘come ooon, come ooon!’, watching the automatic doors slowly slide open as his whole body hops. Darting inside he quickly snatches a piece of clothing from one of the clothing racks and takes it towards the changing rooms at a pace that would’ve been incredibly suspicious, had it not been for the closing time approaching.
With his destination in view, his mood heightens, a smile sprawling across the bird’s beak. That is, until he could read the signs plastered upon the doors. ‘Closed due to excessive vandalism’. The Blaziken places the hangar of the shirt he had taken earlier onto a nearby rack, not caring if it was in the wrong section and crouched down onto the carpeted floor, there seemed to be a large wet patch that had seeped out. The intrigue caused Ember to cautiously tip his head onto the floor to look inside the gap below the cubicle door; inside the carpet had been absolutely drenched by previous occupants. Multiple discarded wads of tissue were still on the floor, tinted with yellow, with the distinct smell of pungent urine hitting his nose, it seems the staff hadn’t even bothered to clean it up, unless they were hogging it all for themselves. The rest of the changing rooms seemed to be in a similar state, looks like the maintenance of the toilets has had some unforeseen side effects.
Despite this Ember still desperately pawed at the changing room doors, hoping one would open as he huffed and squeezed his legs over his crotch, begging to not soil himself in such a public situation.
The fox caught up to his desperate friend, seeing him visibly in despair from his need. There did not need to be an explanation of what was happening.
“No luck there huh? What a shame, you look like you’re about to burst~”
“H-hnf, well not like I can just go here can I??”
“So you want to run outside of the shopping centre just to find an alley or what?”
Ember sighed, his face was defeated but legs wobbled defiantly, refusing to give up. Zhori thought about telling his chicken friend to just go in a corner and he'd simply stand by his back, but he really wanted to try something out.
“Well, there might be another way…”
“Oh well naturally you’d kn-”
The fox hushed him and beckoned with his head to follow. The two, at a brisk pace moved to one of the more secluded corners of the shop, where the clothes faced the duo sideways. The busier parts of the floor were still hectic with customers rushing to purchase the items they needed. Which did not help given the urgency of the Blaziken’s bladder.
Ember pressed his hands against his crotch, panting as he let out small, cute squeals due to his situation, Zhori even noted his friend’s lower abdomen had a visible bulge.
“Alright so…”
The Zoroark said, undoing his fly in front of his friend, his floppy uncut penis being revealed. With a demonstration, it was then gently grasped and cloaked in between the items of clothing in front of the fox, then glancing at Ember, encouraging him to follow suit.
“But c-cameras??” The chicken whispered, still bouncing on the spot.
“Well can you see anything suspicious from there? If anyone looks at us, they’ll think we’re inspecting these clothes.”
“F-fucking hell - Hnf, Okay, fine!”
Checking behind himself one last time, Ember took a deep breath. Attempting to discreetly lower his trousers, shaking at the seams of his clothes as his own, flaccid red member is revealed. He grasps it and leans into the clothing while his urethra immediately bursts with his piss, darkening the clothes in between, Ember steadies his aim and stays as still as possible to keep it hidden within the rack.
Ember groans a sigh as his eyes close to indulge in absolute bliss, carelessly letting his urine soak the store’s clothes, the fabric in front of him becoming absolutely drenched as it starts to drip onto the floor’s carpet already.
The fox maintained his position, soon joining Ember’s piss as Zhori’s cock peed directly into the clothes it was hidden with, allowing the fox to softly sigh. If it wasn’t for the bustling rush of the store the combined hissing from their glans and dripping of urine onto the floor could have compromised them.
Ember noticed his friend still between the items of clothing as the chicken’s own piss kept strong, the clothes around his cock incredibly wet as he could see a puddle steadily growing beneath him.
“Hey, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you were pissing with me.”
Ember said with a chuckle, seeing the fox smile as he noticed.
“If it wasn’t here it would’ve been in an alley. Besides… I didn’t want to miss out on the fun.”
The Blaziken parted his legs wider to prevent the excessive dripping from the clothes he was drenching, his cock still erupting with piss as his nerves started to overcome him; the puddle below him had inundated the carpet and even combined with Zhori’s increasingly large mess, his bladder didn’t feel like stopping any time soon…
Ding!
‘Attention, the store will be closing imminently, please conclude any activity and proceed to the exit.’
“Ah shit!” The chicken exclaims, huffing a groan. Immediately his hissing became louder as the stream was heard splashing against the wall, attempting to drain as much out as he could.
The Zoroark on the other hand blissfully sighed, feeling his pee wain in strength to a dribble, glancing beside him to quickly rotate a clean item of clothing to wipe his dripping foreskin onto.
“Relaax, I’ll keep a lookout. You really did need to piss huh.”
After a quick final shake he promptly hid his pisser back beneath his underwear and trousers, casually stepping back to see the fresh clothes drip with pee onto the floor, and how darkened and soaked Ember’s spot was. He looked back to the shop floor to see staff members beginning to escort customers out.
The fox’s ears perked and twitched at the sound of his friend’s naughty wee, indulging in how loud but discreet their actions were as he briefly looked around for anyone coming their way. For Ember, his member had grown semi-erect, twitching gently onto the soft fabric surrounding it. It was enough to take his guiding claw from his penis to pee hands-free, placing the now unrestricted hands on the clothes rack to make it seem like he was engaged in another, less suspicious activity.
The last customers had exited the store by this point, Zhori noticed one of the staff members on their way over from the entrance.
“Might wanna hurry up over there.”
“J-just a little more though…”
The fox urgently thought of a contingency plan, walking down the aisle to where a junction of clothes racks were, waiting for the employee to arrive. Back down the aisle Zhori looked back to see a nervous, sweating Ember, his hips forward enough to hide his member. The sound was a faint splashing at this distance, but judging by the further diminishing noise, Ember was finally finishing up.
The employee beckoned to the black furred fox to exit the store,
“Sir, you must make your way out immediately.”
“Yeah well…-”
Meanwhile for the chicken his tap lowered in pressure before drying up, muttering pleasurably under his breath. Looking over to see Zhori engaged in conversation he used the opportunity to hastily slap his member back into his trousers, stuck with forcing to hide his erection that bulged up his trousers.
Waltzing up to the two, Ember’s throat nervously gulped, the stain back there travelled along the back of the wall and carpet, with multiple clothes that were soaked while also dripping with warm piss. He assured the member of staff with a hasty, almost incoherent sentence as he got behind Zhori, nudging him in the back to start moving. His lack of any cleanup meant the tip of his hard cock had moistened the bottom of the shirt Ember was wearing.
“We’re good here don’t worry about anything just a very late browse you know better follow us to the door don’t wanna accidentally let anyone else in you know also might be a spilled water bottle back there I don’t know hahaha…”
Being escorted out from the store by the employee, they just seemed to shrug off most of what Ember said, if he could even understand it, likely wanting to close the store already. Once outside the two breathe a sigh of relief, now moving towards the exit for the shopping centre.
“Don’t deny yourself, you had fun.” Zhori playfully poked Ember as they walked.
“Okay maybe a little, but don’t expect me to be doing that again anytime soon!”
“Sure sure, whatever you say.”