“Hey, are you on your way home yet? … So you should be here soon, right? … No, it’s just… I kinda forgot my keys, so… … Back door’s locked too, I already tried it. … Nah, it’s fine, just get back as soon as you can. … Yeah. … Okay.”

Jade dropped her phone back into her bag after hanging up, and then went to sit on the steps up to the porch while she waited for her brother to get home. Now she knew why she had left the house feeling like she had forgotten something. And now there was nothing to be done about it, except just sit and wait so she could get inside.

It was definitely going to be quite an uncomfortable wait, though, considering the main problem with not having her keys was that she couldn’t get to the bathroom. After a long day, Jade had been looking forward to being able to relax and finally silence her full bladder’s complaints – it had been bugging her for a while now, but that was no surprise considering she had left school without using the bathroom despite the slight pressure that had already developed. She could have gone then, but she didn’t need to, and so as usual elected to wait until she got home.

And now she was home, but still couldn’t relieve herself just yet. That was certainly not the ideal situation, considering her bladder had only become more eager for release as she approached her destination, and she had to deny it what it usually would have gotten by now. The one good thing was that it had calmed down a little bit after the initial excitement of getting to the door; Jade had then spent enough time checking for alternative entrances that her body was able to begrudgingly accept that it wouldn’t be getting what it wanted in the immediate future.

Of course, that didn’t mean it wasn’t upset about it. Jade, in fact, had her tail wrapped around and resting in her lap while her legs jiggled asymmetrically. She was leaning slightly forward, and rested her hands on her knees after reaching behind herself to unhook the little strip of denim over her tail. It didn’t ease the pressure at all, but she could tell already that she’d be in a rush when she eventually did get to the bathroom, and knew from experience that she would struggle with that if she had to do it without being able to calm down and take her time.

Hopefully her brother wasn’t taking his time with getting home… It would take a little while, of course – Matt always seemed to end up stuck in some little traffic jam or another on his way back from work – and Jade’s main concern was that it wouldn’t take long enough that there wouldn’t be any more point in waiting. She took a deep breath and reassured herself that it wouldn’t be more than twenty minutes. That’s what Matt had told her over the phone, and that’s what she was betting on. She could certainly wait twenty minutes.

Even so, she was taking deep, slow breaths in through her nose and out through her mouth, staring at the ground a little ahead of her and trying to suppress the sensations coming from the hot weight in her lower belly. The thought briefly crossed her mind to ask a neighbor if she could use their bathroom while she waited for her brother to get home, but quickly dismissed it – she wouldn’t embarrass herself like that; she could wait.

A hand drifted down to lightly tug at her waistband, hoping to ease the pressure just a little bit and make the wait more tolerable. The other hand came down when that proved ineffective, and Jade glanced around with twitching ears before unbuttoning her jeans and pulling the zipper partway down. Her tail, still resting in her lap, subtly waved as she sighed in response to even such minute relief.

Then she pressed her thighs together, keeping the toes of both feet on the ground while her legs swayed and she laid her hands on the edge of the stone step she was sitting on. She wiggled her toes and lightly drummed against the stone with her fingers, keeping up her breathing and still trying to keep her body from focusing too much on what was in her bladder. Soon, she told herself. Matt would be home soon, and then she’d get inside, get to the toilet, and everything would be fine.

Jade spent several minutes sitting there like that, until finally she grew bored of staying in one spot and the pressure grew to the point where she felt like she needed to be more mobile. First she closed the front of her jeans again with a groan, even though she was fairly certain they were a good enough fit to not fall down on their own – no reason to risk exposing her underwear in public if it could be avoided, after all. Then she slowly rose from her seat, taking great care not to disturb her bladder with her movements but still feeling the weight of her urine shift downwards regardless.

She growled quietly as the urgency intensified, but she was able to keep everything under control and take a few stiff steps with her legs as close together as she could keep them. She didn’t really have anywhere in particular to go, so once she started walking she just wandered around in circles, pacing back and forth in front of her house just to keep herself moving.

The whole time, she was grumbling or muttering some complaint to herself, and would occasionally stop to lift one leg up farther than necessary, or cross both of them, before continuing with her little march. Several times she considered calling her brother to check on where he was, but every time she dismissed the idea with the reassurance that he would be there any minute now. She never even tried to check her phone to see the time and whether she actually had been waiting twenty minutes yet.

Either way, Jade certainly felt like she’d been waiting for a long time – probably because she hadn’t been to the bathroom since before leaving in the morning – and was really counting on Matt rescuing her very soon. Her jeans were starting to feel very tight around her waist, and her bladder’s complaints only got louder with every passing minute.

But she just kept marching, trying to keep her mind off of those insistent requests that she do something about all the fluids she was carrying around. So instead of complaining, her bladder decided to take action – just when she picked up her foot to take a step, she froze as a wave ran through her body, making all her fur stand on end; then she quickly crossed her legs and doubled over when a rush of warm moisture spilled into her underwear and dampened the fur around her lips.

One hand went between her thighs to help regain control, and Jade looked around in a panic to see if anyone was watching her fighting off leaks like a puppy. Fortunately, nobody was around just yet, and with a deep breath she was able to pull herself together, untying her legs but keeping that hand where it was. She bounced on her toes while she continued looking around, hoping to see Matt’s car in the distance, but had no such luck.

Jade groaned and squeezed herself even harder as another little spurt broke free, spreading the warmth she could feel against her private fur. Her bladder certainly wasn’t playing games right now – it needed relief, and it felt like it was going to get it whether she was ready for it or not.

In an attempt to at least prepare herself a little bit before her body got what it wanted without her input, Jade rushed forwards and picked out the first thing she could see that she could hide herself with – the trash cans sitting by the side of the house, just around the corner from the front yard. Those would have to be good enough.

There was a gate in the way, but she forced her way through and stood behind the bins that were conveniently already positioned well enough to keep her hidden from anyone looking in from the street.

She hopped from foot to foot as little dribbles of urine trickled out and she hurried to unbutton and unzip her jeans, hook her thumbs into her waistband, and…

Snap her head over to look towards the street, prompted by the sound of a car slowing down in front of the house, only to see her brother’s car being turned around and backed into the driveway.

“Shit,” Jade muttered. “Shit shit shit shit shit…” Looking back and forth quickly between Matt’s car and her own squirming legs, she wondered if she could actually make it to the bathroom now that he was here… Only for her question to be answered by a heavy spurt that made her squeak and immediately drag her pants and underwear down to her knees and drop into a squat.

Her stream didn’t even wait for her clothes to get out of the way before breaking free, and it quickly grew to full force when Jade lowered her rear end to hover only slightly above the ground. Her breaths were quick and shallow, her heart racing as she heard a car door close and the chirping of the locks being engaged.

Then she held a hand up to the side of her face, blushing deeply enough to be seen through her black-and-brown fur with a grimace as she turned her head away from the sound of her brother’s voice.

“Jade?” The sound of his footsteps grew closer, and his voice sounded like he was uncomfortably nearby when he started to speak again. “Where’d y-“

She looked over her shoulder to see him looking down at her from behind with wide eyes, standing just on the other side of the gate; but just as soon as she looked over at him, he quickly turned around without saying anything more.

Jade continued to look at the back of his head for a little while longer, though, still panting quickly until she finally settled down enough to turn her attention to the growing puddle beneath her and take a deep breath. Only now did the relief finally start to set in – this was highly unorthodox, and still a little bit uncomfortable, but she was still removing a full school day’s worth of urine from her exhausted bladder. Of course it would feel good.

For another thirty seconds Jade repeatedly took deep breaths through her mouth while her river ran its course, and it took another thirty after the flow turned to dripping for her breathing to return to normal. But even with the ordeal over, she remained in position.

“Matt?” She didn’t look over at him; just glanced in his direction. “You still there?”

“Yeah?”

“Fuck off for a minute.”

“Yup.”

Only once her brother’s footfalls sounded distant enough did Jade rise from her squat, pulling her cold and damp underwear up with her along with her jeans. Her fur was still wet, too, but even so contact with soggy fabric was uncomfortable enough to make her shudder – she just had to deal with it long enough to get inside, though, so she powered through the discomfort, zipped up her jeans, and took a few steps away from her puddle.

Her tail – which she didn’t bother replacing the strap over, since she was going to disrobe again in a few minutes anyways – was wagging without her input as she sighed again and looked at the former contents of her bladder pooling on the ground in front of her. She always knew she would pee a lot when she got home after school, but seeing it in puddle form was really something else…

Shaking her head, she pulled her mind back to more normal thoughts, heading around to the front of the house and standing before her brother, who was leaning against the wall near the front door and prodding at his own phone. He looked up at her when she approached.

“All good?”

Jade pulled her ears back and pointed aggressively at Matt. “You didn’t see anything,” she said.

“Huh?” He raised an eyebrow at his sister. “Didn’t see what? Something happen?”

“No, of course not.” Jade sighed and her ears perked up again. “Now open the damn door, will you?”