Valentine's Day by ImoutoCommissions

"Finally, my first date with Taru Taru!" Pudding Fong announced 
excitedly to herself. She had been looking forward to this day for ages, 
ever since she had finally convinced him to go on a date with her for 
Valentine's Day. After all, it was getting ridiculous for them to keep 
denying that there was anything between them. It was obvious to all, and 
she was ready to make things a little more serious.

She got dressed quickly, and picked up her neatly wrapped present for 
him. She had just finished it the night before, and hoped that it would 
help their relationship along quite nicely. With the small box in hand, 
she left her house, grinning.

Since she knew the two of them both loved fun above all else, she 
planned to take him to the amusement park and was meeting him at the 
nearest station that ran a train to that area. She was, of course, too 
early, and so she stood by herself, barely able to contain her 
excitement for the rest of the day.

As she stood waiting, it hit her that she had been in such a hurry to 
get ready and leave that she hadn't remembered to go to the bathroom 
before leaving. She thought perhaps she should get that out of the way 
before her date started, but just as she was about to look for one, she 
saw Taruto approaching her, looking incredibly nervous and uncomfortable 
in the large crowd.

"Taru Taru!" she called loudly, waving. She saw his face turn a bit red 
when several people stopped and stared at them.

He hurried over to her and said, "I told you to stop calling me that!"

"Oops! I forgot," she lied, smiling at him. "I was just super excited 
for our date!"

He blushed again at her words and mumbled, "Yeah, whatever."

"Oh, yeah! Here!" She pulled out the small present for him and handed it 
to him. "Happy Valentine's Day!"

"H-huh?" He looked confused, then suddenly guilty. "I...I didn't know we 
were supposed to give each other presents. I don't have anything for 
you. Sorry..."

"No, no, don't worry! See, girls give presents on Valentine's Day, and 
boys are supposed to give back on White Day, so you can just pay me back 
then!" She grinned at him. "Well? Aren't you gonna open it?"

When he did, he broke into a huge grin upon seeing the chocolates she 
had made for him. He then realized he what he was doing and frowned, 
saying, "They're alright, thanks." Though he tried to keep his 
expression grumpy, he kept almost smiling again and she knew he was 
pleased.

As they got on the train to go to the amusement park, Pudding was having 
so much fun that the small pressure in her bladder was far from her 
mind.

~X~

The first few hours of their trip was a blast. They rushed to every ride 
that looked like fun, and chattered excitedly during every line. They 
had lots of tasty (and incredibly unhealthy) snacks and drinks, then got 
in more lines to ride more rides. The only thing that took away from the 
sheer joy of it all was the fact that Pudding's need was growing more 
and more.

For a long time, it was something she could ignore entirely. She had 
held it for much longer during long cafe shifts, after all! But every 
time they waited in a long line, her thoughts returned to the fact that 
she would have to go to the bathroom soon, and the drinks that they had 
didn't help matters much. She knew that if she waited too much longer, 
it would be unbearable, but she was having such a great time that she 
didn't want to interrupt things.

She tried again to shove it out of her mind, but it was getting harder 
and harder to forget as the need grew and grew. She was getting fidgety 
and hoped that her date didn't notice this. Just a little bit longer, 
and then she would excuse herself. Just a few more rides, and then it 
would be okay.

~X~

"That was the funnest ride yet!" she declared, already scoping for a 
bathroom in the area. She was most definitely at her limit, and knew 
that she had to go right now or else she wouldn't make it.

"No way!" said Taruto, shaking his head. "That one we did earlier was 
way better!"

"What? You're crazy!"

"Nuh uh! You are!"

Before they knew it, they had started bickering, and before she knew 
what she was doing, Pudding began tickling him, hoping that she could 
overpower him and win the argument. He began tickling her back 
ferociously, and the two were soon rolling around, giggling and tickling 
each other.

There was a blinding flash of light, and Pudding realized that she must 
have been touching her pendant at some point, and unintentionally 
triggered her transformation. She didn't bother transforming back 
though; she was so caught up in her epic battle that she didn't notice 
anything else, not even the fact that tickling and full bladders don't 
mix, and she was in a very dangerous situation.

When she suddenly remembered that she was supposed to be rushing off to 
the bathroom, she said, "T-Taruto, please, st-stop!" She could barely 
say anything between her giggles, though there was a steady panic 
building.

"Wh-what? D'ya give up?" He too could barely speak.

"No way! I-I just!" She gasped as she felt herself leak a bit, a small, 
dark spot appearing on her outfit before she was able to regain control. 
"P-please, let's t-take a break!"

"Not until y-you admit you l-lose!" he replied, oblivious.

"B-but," she said, and would have whimpered if she wasn't laughing so 
uncontrollably. "But I...I-I have to..."

Unfortunately, it was too late for her. The crotch of her yellow outfit 
slowly grew darker and darker as her bladder emptied. She shoved him off 
of her as she wet herself, standing up while it ran down her legs, 
soaking her legwarmers. Her eyes filled with tears, humiliated and 
shocked that she had let this happen.

She was soon standing in a large puddle, and began sobbing loudly. Her 
very special first date, ruined! Everything had been going so perfectly, 
too, but now she knew that he would never want to go out with her ever 
again. It was just all too much for her to handle.

Seeing her like this, Taruto instantly felt awful for her. He should 
have realized why she was asking him to stop tickling her, and he 
hadn't. No matter how he looked at it, this was all his fault. And to 
make matters worse, she was bawling so loudly that every time he started 
to say something to comfort her, it was drowned out.

Finally, desperate for some way to cheer her up, he declared, "I, uh...I 
can't hold it anymore either!" And then he let go, soaking his shorts. 
He hadn't been at the point of wetting himself, but he had noticed that 
he had to go a bit earlier, and decided that this would be the only way 
to calm her down.

As he had predicted, she did indeed stop crying. "Y-you too?" she asked 
with a small sniffle.

"Yeah, me too," he said, blushing. "See? It's not so bad if it happened 
to both of us..."

She giggled and said, "You're right! But...I think we should probably 
get cleaned up soon. Let's do something tomorrow to make up for cutting 
this short!"

"W-whatever," he said, then smiled shyly and said, "I'd like that..."

She suddenly leaned forward and kissed him lightly, before running off 
to head home. Her date, despite its little mishap, had turned out great 
after all. She had gotten a kiss and a second date out of him, after 
all! It was, without a doubt, the best Valentine's Day ever.