Dating by ImoutoCommissions

It had been a few weeks since Molly had begun to travel with May and 
Max, and she had been so happy to get to see so much of the world with 
them. They had welcomed her as one of their own, and it had been the 
happiest she had been in a very long time. When the three of them 
arrived in Ecruteak City, May was quick to tell them that she would be 
going to the Kimono Dance Theatre, hoping to learn something new that 
might help her in her contests.

"How about you two explore the city together?" she asked. "With how much 
fun you two have alone together, I'd say you're overdue for a first 
date!" They both blushed at her remark, but they knew that she was 
right.

When she was gone, the two of them walked together, and Max did what he 
could to explain what he knew about the history of the city, looking at 
all the old shrines and mountains together. Molly was having a wonderful 
time with him, and was more than impressed with his intelligence, but 
that had always been something they had been able to bond over. However, 
her attention was soon stolen by a twinge in her bladder, and she 
realized that she needed to pee.

It had been some time since she had been to a bathroom, and she knew 
that she would need to take a break soon, but she was having so much fun 
with Max that she decided she would wait a little bit longer. She could 
still hold it, and she didn't want to look childish in front of Max, 
already needing to go off in search of a bathroom. He and May had shown 
her so many grown up things, and she didn't want him thinking that she 
wasn't as grown up as he was.

So they walked along together and she did what she could to forget the 
pressure growing in her bladder, even as it continued to get worse over 
time. She did a very good job ignoring it, enjoying her time with Max 
and all the things that he told her about the city and it's history, and 
enjoying what she knew was their very first date. It was so much fun 
that it was quite a long time before her need became impossible to 
ignore, but when it did, she realized just how bad it had become.

Her bladder was so full now that it ached, and she knew that she could 
not afford to avoid the bathroom for much longer, or else there would be 
consequences. But Max was still talking, and she really didn't want to 
interrupt him, or interrupt their very first date so early on. She was 
better than that, she could hold it longer than that, and it didn't 
matter how desperate she was becoming.

I'm a big girl, and big girls can hold their pee, she thought. I'm a big 
girl, and big girls can hold their pee. She kept repeating this in her 
mind, encouraging herself to continue holding it, even while she knew 
that it was getting beyond the point that she could control. Her eyes 
watered a bit as she concentrated on holding it, not even able to listen 
to what Max was really saying. All she could think about was holding it 
while not letting it show that she needed to go so badly.

The worst part was trying to keep still and not make it obvious what she 
was dealing with. Molly wanted so much to cross her legs whenever they 
stopped for any reason, but she knew that if she did, Max might figure 
out the problem, and what if he made fun of her or called her a little 
kid? She even took her dress in hand, clenching her fists around the 
fabric because the urge to grab at herself to help hold it was too 
tempting, and this was the only way she could think of to resist it.

Her bladder was aching from how full it was and she was practically 
shaking as she continued to fight her need, doing all she could to try 
to appear more mature for Max. She held back a whimper, but she could 
not hold back a leak escaping, and when she felt the small bit of liquid 
dropping into her panties, she was shocked and afraid. She couldn't be 
wetting herself now, she just couldn't!

But her own panic worked against her, and she could not regain control, 
no matter how hard she fought to. More leaks followed that she could not 
stop, and now she did whimper, quiet and strained, knowing that she had 
finally lost the battle and that she was wetting herself completely. To 
make matters worse, the noise she made was loud enough to catch Max's 
attention, and he turned to look at her just in time to watch as she 
humiliated herself.

"Don't look!" she cried, burying her face in her hands and hoping that 
he looked away and did not watch. She spread her legs far enough apart 
that her dress did not get wet while a puddle formed at her feet. At 
least she would keep a little bit dry, but that was a very small comfort 
after knowing that Max had seen and that he could hear her and that he 
knew what she was doing.

As soon as she felt the last trickle of urine, she turned to run away. 
She just couldn't face Max, not after she had humiliated herself like 
that! But just as she started to run, he grabbed her wrist, pulling her 
back to him and hugging her tightly. She sobbed into his shoulder and he 
patted her hair, murmuring, "It's alright, it's okay," until she finally 
stopped crying.

Pulling back, he helped her dry her tears and said, "Really, don't worry 
about it, okay? Let's just get you somewhere to get cleaned up." And the 
two of them went to a public bathroom, Max sneaking in with her so that 
he could help her dry off and make sure that there was no visible 
evidence of her accident.

"I'm so sorry I did something like that," she said, looking down.

"Hey, I said it was okay and I meant that," he replied. "Honestly, I...I 
really like that. It's another sort of grownup game I like to play. I 
was wondering how to tell you about it, but I didn't know how. If you'd 
be okay with it, I'd really like to do that again, but without a bunch 
of people around."

Blushing, Molly offered him a smile. "I think...I think I'd like to try 
that with you. I think if we were alone, it could be really fun."

"I'm glad," he replied, then blushed himself. Her panties were soaked, 
and there was nothing they could do to fix that. Finally, he began to 
take his shorts off, saying, "Do you want to borrow my underwear? So you 
won't be naked under your dress, I mean."

"Oh!" She didn't seem to have thought of that, but she nodded and said, 
"Yes, thank you." He removed his briefs and handed them to her, and she 
put them on. The fit was only a little bit awkward.

The young couple walked hand in hand out of the bathroom, not minding if 
anyone saw them now, and held hands for the rest of their first date. It 
may have started out a little rough, but everything had worked itself 
out, and Molly was absolutely delighted.