Of all the days for there to be rain, did it have to be the one time Penny was entirely unprepared for it? Sure, she had a light coat, but only because she had been expecting low temperatures and maybe a little bit of wind – there hadn’t even been any mention of rain when she had checked the forecast in the morning. And now…

Now everything was just getting annoying. She couldn’t get a ride home with any of her friends; her sister and parents were at work, so they wouldn’t be able to come get her either; this was a twenty-minute walk at best; her socks were wet; and she really needed to pee.

That last part had been part of the plan – she never used the bathrooms at school anyways, so a full bladder was no surprise – but she hadn’t been expecting such weather to tease her all the way home. Penny’s hands were in her coat pockets, trying to do something about the pressure without making her need obvious; she wasn’t alone on these streets, after all, and 18 was far too old to be seen grabbing at herself in public.

If she could just hold on until she were somewhere private, though…

Penny stopped to rub her legs together as she came to a major intersection, waiting for the lights to change. At least she wasn’t the only one who was uncomfortable right now, with most of the other people standing there with her looking very annoyed with the current conditions; and since she recognized a lot of these people as fellow students, she had no doubt that their annoyance came from the same source as her own. Nobody liked using school toilets, but for most people the trip back to their own bathroom wasn’t as long as Penny’s. And most people would at least go to the bathroom during lunchtime, whether they liked it or not. So, sure, she wasn’t the only one waiting there who had to pee; but she had certainly been fuller for longer than anyone else, and had to wait longer than anyone else to get home and do anything about it.

At least she didn’t need to wait very long to cross the street, and once the lights changed in her favor and she hurried across four lanes of road, she could just keep moving for a while. That way her bladder would complain a little less, even with rainwater hitting her skirt or soaking through her leggings keeping it agitated, and she’d always be just a little closer to somewhere she could get it to stop complaining entirely.

But still Penny groaned quietly as she walked, still trying to help herself out from within her coat pockets. Knowing that she’d be on the toilet later wasn’t going to make her bladder any less full now. The thought briefly occurred to her that it might have been a good idea to pee before leaving school, and that at least some of the bathrooms there would be open until all the extracurricular activities were over; but she shook her head to abandon that line of thinking. It was too late to turn back now, she’d only have to spend even longer in the rain, and there was no way she was going to use those toilets. Wetting herself was by far the cleaner option.

And, come to think of it, she was already plenty wet anyways… No, that was a silly idea. She could hold it until she got home. Always. Sure, maybe there had been a day or two where she hadn’t been able to get into the house… but that was still technically getting home, so Penny had yet to wet herself en route, and she fully intended to keep it that way.

Just to be sure that she could, though, she stopped at another intersection, despite there being no lights and no traffic to wait for on the side street ahead of her. She knew it was going to look weird, but still she bent slightly at the knees, pressing her legs tightly together for just a moment before carrying on as if nothing had happened.

Even if she didn’t care about people noticing her desperation, she still wanted to get home as fast as possible for more reasons than just her bladder. She was cold, and wet, and tired, and the sooner she got home the sooner she’d be able to deal with all that. Perhaps she could take a nice bath, or make herself some hot chocolate. Or both.

Penny did end up passing by a coffee shop after a few more minutes of walking; she could have gone in for a hot drink and a quick trip to the bathroom, but had ultimately decided to just keep going instead. The water constantly getting into her shoes was a much bigger problem, and that wasn’t about to be solved by a donut and overpriced hot chocolate.

Not to mention that she wasn’t even sure if that place would have a usable bathroom, and Penny really didn’t want to end up only filling her bladder further if they didn’t. Some other time, maybe, but not now. She had other priorities now.

So she did the only thing she could do – just keep moving through the rain and hope she wouldn’t have to wait at too many crosswalks. Halfway through the journey she was already trying to keep her legs as close together as she could while still moving relatively comfortably, and if she could avoid wasting time then that was all she would need to do to keep her bladder full until it no longer needed to be.

The rain was really messing with her though, and it wasn’t showing any signs of clearing up any time soon. If anything, it was only raining harder now than when she got out of school. Had she been expecting such weather, of course, she would have worn boots and… literally anything other than a knee-length skirt and tights. Her coat was doing a decent job of keeping her top half relatively dry, but she could feel the cold moisture on her legs as her lower garments put up almost no resistance at all.

Maybe she should have stopped by that coffee shop to see if she could use their bathroom after all. She was too far away from it to turn back now, of course, but even so she was starting to doubt whether ignoring the place had been a good idea. She felt like she was wearing clothes she’d had an accident in hours ago, and never changed out of. Several accidents, even, given how thoroughly the rain had soaked whatever it touched.

At just over halfway through her walk, Penny was doubting even if she’d actually be able to make it home. Her bladder seemed to fill up with every step she took towards home, and now with only a few more streets to cross she was fighting off leaks as she tried to keep going and stay subtle.

She was approaching the last major crossing on her route when she suddenly felt warmth between her legs where previously there had been only cold. She paused for a moment to lean back against a nearby lightpost with her legs crossed, feeling a little more heat trailing down her inner thigh before everything was under control again. Her legs stayed as they were for a while though, just to be absolutely sure she was done leaking, giving Penny just a little bit of time to consider the situation.

She was almost home. One more major road to cross, and then it was all just side streets until she was at her house and could use her own bathroom. But she had just leaked, twice, and could feel more threatening to come out at any moment. She wasn’t so sure anymore that she could make the rest of the journey, but these roads were too public to pop a squat somewhere, and likely no businesses around that would have a toilet available without a line.

Penny unwound her legs and started walking again – everything was pointing towards her wetting herself to be the most likely outcome right now, especially the new leak caused by pushing off from the lightpost, but if she just kept moving there was the slightest chance that she wouldn’t. Her leggings were already wet, and she had already leaked, but she still didn’t want to pee her pants outright if it could be avoided. Whether she would need to hinged on whether she would need to wait for the light to change at this next crossing…

The sight of people already standing there waiting as she approached wasn’t a good sign, but maybe things would change right as she got there. Maybe. Hopefully. Probably not, though. This was always a long light, after all.

And, indeed, Penny had to stop at the corner rather than being able to just keep walking, and once more her panties warmed up again as she stopped and rubbed her legs together. She swayed from side to side as she looked around to see if anyone would be paying any attention to her. The rain was still coming down hard, and everyone else seemed to be occupied with their own business.

She certainly had the opportunity to do what she needed to, but even as she prepared herself for it she tried to talk herself out of it – the light might change soon, the rain might not cover up the noise, or…

Or her body could just go ahead and give her the last little push she needed to make up her mind. First a little dribble, then a heavy spurt, then Penny adjusted her stance to spread her legs a little bit, then she gave up. She kept her hands in her pockets to try to seem casual, and looked down at her feet to try and hide her red face as nearly nine hours of pent-up urine gushed out of her, down her legs and even straight through her clothes to the ground. She could see that the splashing of her thick stream against the pavement was very obviously different from so many little drops of rain hitting the ground, and she was sure that anyone who looked at her would be able to plainly see the waterfall coming from under her skirt. But at least it might be overlooked due to its lack of color; if ever there was a time for Penny to be glad that she had a habit of keeping herself so well-hydrated at school, it was now.

She sighed as the cold moisture on her legs warmed up and the pressure in her bladder went away. She had been hoping to do have a bit of fun with that pressure at home, but… she had to admit that this was kind of fun, too; wetting herself, on purpose, in public, with a group of strangers standing right next to her. Sure, her clothes being wet wasn’t that great of a sensation, but the relief and the feeling of naughtiness were undeniably quite enjoyable.

Her heart was racing and she was trying her hardest to control her breathing and not seem suspicious; anyone could look over at her at any time and see what was going on. She wouldn’t normally have done something with this much risk involved, and now that she was doing it she was just as nervous as she thought she would be, but it was also exciting. And so simultaneously she wished that the moment could last forever, and that it would be over soon so that there was less of a chance of getting caught. It was awkward enough for her to use a bush in an emergency, with a friend or her sister standing guard; now, with no cover, no lookout, and just a few steps away from the nearest other person…

Well, at least she didn’t have to worry about that for very long. Her torrent died down just as the light changed and everyone else made their way across the street, leaving Penny to try to quickly force out the last few spurts and get moving again. She ended up dribbling as she rushed to cross before the lights changed again, and finally ran dry as she stopped to breathe for a moment on the other side.

And when she started walking again, she reminded herself to make plans to go out and wander around in the rain sometime.