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You pull into a nice parking spot right in front of the bathroom building. There are several other cars in the lot and you see a friendly looking family eating a picnic at a wooden park table near to where you parked.

"Gotta go NOW," Kara says quickly and hops out of the car still holding herself with one hand. She waddles towards the bathrooms hastily trying carefully not to release the floodgates. You follow her towards the girls bathrooms and wait outside as she runs in.

You wait for about a minute before she comes back out still hopping up and down. "What's wrong?" You ask.

There's only one working stall and someone is in there!"

Only one? What's wrong with them?"

I don't know, they're locked!" "

"OK, Well, they can't be that long, we'll just wait."

She crosses her legs and jumps up and down. "I can't wait, I can't wait. I'm gonna pee."

The family at the picnic table are watching her curiously.

"OK, screw it, let's just go to the guys bathroom on the other side," You say.

"Alright Alright Aright." She cutely tries to walk slowly, her face clenched tightly. "Oh god," she exclaims. "It's coming out. It's in my underwear." A hiss starts and you watch with large eyes and see a small line of pee make it's way down the inside of her leg.

Kara starts running towards the boy's bathrooms but you realize she won't be able to stop the flow. The pee continues to travel down her bare legs. She freezes outside the boy's bathroom and closes her eyes as a jet of urine rushes out of her like a warm waterfall. Her legs are slightly spread apart and the pee gushes down her legs and into her socks and black canvas sneakers. her skin glistens brightly.

She's crying now as the last of her pee travels into the pool that has formed below her feet on the concrete. You notice that her piss has left a slight trail all the way from the other side of the bathrooms.

"Sweetie, don't worry about it, it's OK."

"No it's not," she cries. "I just wet myself like a little baby."

"Sweetie. It's OK." You put your arms around her and she cries into your shoulder. you caress her lower back and slide your hands down onto her wet butt still warm with pee.


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