Another Challenge by ImoutoCommissions

Chapter 1

Pudding has to run home to Taruto that day, after a long day at school 
and then with cheerleading practice after that, and her bladder is 
absolutely throbbing, after being made to hold it all day long. That was 
what Taruto had challenged her with, telling her to hold it under any 
circumstances, but he refused to tell her what the rest of the challenge 
was, instead saying that he would tell her the rest when she got home.

All day, she's wondered what else there could be to it, and the more 
full her bladder became, the more she couldn't help thinking about it. 
Her bladder is so full that she can barely manage her pace, but she 
manages to get to him without any incident.

The first thing he asks her is, "Have you been a naughty little monkey 
like I asked you to?"

Nodding excitedly, she says, "I have! Just like you said!"

Still, he decides to check, poking at her bladder to see how it bulges, 
and pleased to discover that her uniform skirt is cutting into it. She 
squirms while he inspects her, but then he reaches under her skirt to 
feel her over her panties, teasing her until her ears and tail pop out 
from her excitement. However, he stops short then, refusing to actually 
give her the pleasure she desires, and instead leaves her aroused and 
desperate for a little more than just relief.

"It's time for the rest of your challenge to begin," he says. "I'm going 
to go take a shower, and when I'm done, you're going to take a shower. 
Then, we're going to have some fun together, and when all of that's 
over, you'll be allowed to use the toilet."

"You're evil!" she cries, teasingly. "That's going to be torture! But I 
have no choice but to accept your challenge! I'll do it!" She's actually 
a bit nervous, not sure if she's going to be able to make it, but she 
doesn't show that on her face, and she's determined to make it through 
to the end.

"We'll see," he says with a wicked grin before he heads to take his 
shower, leaving Pudding in the hallway outside of the bathroom. When the 
water starts running, she winces, squeezing her thighs together and 
doing what she can to make holding it easier, but the sound of the water 
really doesn't make it easy. And when squeezing her thighs together 
isn't enough, she crosses her legs, bouncing up and down at the knee and 
jamming a hand between her legs.

She focuses all of her energy into clenching her internal muscles, and 
even though she's had a lot of practice holding before, it really 
doesn't get much easier once she gets to this point, when she's so 
desperate that she can barely keep herself under control. And knowing 
that this is only the beginning of the real challenge doesn't ease 
things up at all, and she really isn't sure how, exactly, she's going to 
keep holding through his shower and her own. All she knows is that she 
has to give it her best shot, and that she hates losing.

Occasionally she doubles over, grabbing herself and dancing around in 
place, but when she hears the shower turn off, she tries her best to 
regain her composure, trying not to let Taruto see how bad it's getting. 
She doesn't think his teasing is going to help matters very much, and 
she needs all the help she can get.

When he emerges, with only a towel around his waist, it's a struggle for 
her to not jump him and take him right there in the hallway. She manages 
to hold back from doing that, however, and does what she can to conceal 
just how bad her desperation has become in this short amount of time.

"It's your turn now," he says. "And don't forget that you're not allowed 
to pee until after we've had our fun. When you're done with your shower, 
you're only allowed to wear the towel I laid out for you. Make sure you 
wash thoroughly!"

Pudding nods stiffly and walks past him into the bathroom, her bladder 
protesting every step of the way. Once the door closes behind her, she 
squeezes her thighs together again, bouncing up and down and trying to 
steel herself for the difficult shower ahead of her. It takes a lot of 
willpower to ignore the toilet when it's right in front of her, but she 
strips down, starting the water for the shower and wincing at the sound.

When she steps in and it hits her skin, it is something akin to torture, 
so hard on her bladder that she feels close to losing control almost 
immediately. She whimpers and bites her lip, fighting it off until she 
feels a bit more secure. Only then is she able to begin washing herself, 
doing it meticulously despite being in a hurry, because she knows he'll 
be able to tell if she slacks off at all to make it go faster.

She shampoos her hair and her ears, and then shampoos her tail, before 
using her tail to grip a bath brush so that she can get to some of the 
places that are harder to reach using her hands alone. Every now and 
then, she pauses to rub the bulge of her bladder, muttering to herself, 
"Please, just hold out a little longer. We're almost there, alright?"

When she washes her body, it takes a lot of willpower not to give in and 
masturbate, the lower she gets. She's still so turned on from the way he 
teased her earlier, but she knows better than to try to have fun without 
him, especially when she's in such a desperate state, when the wrong 
move could push her over the edge prematurely. She has to wash herself 
without letting her hand slip further, without letting a finger slip 
inside of her, both to avoid breaking the rules and to avoid risking an 
accident.

When she's finally clean, she's relieved to be able to turn off the 
shower and get out drying herself off before tucking the towel onto her. 
It tucks just under her armpits, covering her to the knees. She combs 
her hair out before she makes to leave the bathroom, but by now, just 
walking is a struggle for her, and she has to take small steps to the 
door. She has no idea what fun Taruto has in store for her, or how she's 
going to hope to make it, but she's accepted his challenge, so she won't 
give up now, not when she's so close to the end.

She reaches out to open the door.

Chapter 2

As soon as she steps out into the hallway, Taruto sneaks up on her and 
quite literally sweeps her off her feet, pulling her into his arms. It's 
hard for her to maintain control when he startles her like that, but she 
manages, just barely. But, in the end, she's grateful, because her 
bladder is so full that she isn't sure if she could manage the steps on 
her own, or if she could walk all the way to the bedroom without losing 
control.

When he lays her down on the bed, he takes too much time, drawing things 
out while he slowly unwraps the towel around her. She squirms as he does 
this, until finally he has her unwrapped, with the towel spread out 
beneath her. He leans down, squinting at her and looking at her all 
over.

"I have to inspect you to make sure that you washed thoroughly," he 
says. As he examines her, he presses his lips to her stomach, kissing 
around her navel before kissing up until he reaches her breasts, kissing 
each nipple in turn. Pudding squeaks and squirms more, feeling her 
control start to slip for a moment before she's able to regain it.

She whines and says, "We don't have to do that right now! Just skip the 
foreplay, alright? Hurry up and fuck me! Your horny, desperate little 
monkey needs you inside of her right now!"

"Really? Is that right?" he asks with a grin, climbing on top of her. 
She braces herself in anticipation, but she isn't even able to fully 
prepare herself for the force he uses to enter her, shoving himself 
inside of her so hard that it hits her bladder just like a punch. There 
is nothing she can do to prevent a short, hot spurt escaping her in that 
moment.

"No! No, not like that!" she cries out. "Please, please, not like that! 
Have mercy!" she begs him, certain that her bladder won't be able to 
take a fucking this rough, already in such a desperate state. "You're 
cheating, you know!" But Taruto ignores her completely, acting as if 
he's deaf to all of her pleas. He just grins at her as if to say that he 
has no intention of going easy on her, and then he proves that with his 
actions.

Another hard thrust causes her to cry out in agony, though there is more 
pleasure to her voice than she'd like to admit. He seems intent to 
torture her as much as he can like this, targeting her weakened bladder 
to see if she can really hold on until their fun is over. At this point, 
she seriously doubts that she can, but she doesn't want to admit that to 
him, even as she begs him for mercy. To show too much weakness 
guarantees that this will only get worse, and soon enough, even her 
cries for mercy fall silent as she tries to endure without letting him 
know just how close she is to her limit.

When he begins to aim his thrusts directly at her bladder, with just as 
much force as before, she bites down hard on her lip and clenches her 
muscles as hard as she can, only to fail and feel another leak escape 
her. Her heart skips a beat in brief panic, but no more follows it, so 
she's good for now. However, he continues to thrust hard at her bladder, 
and she knows she won't be able to prevent more leaks like this, and the 
more she leaks, the more likely it is that it won't be able to stop and 
that her bladder will empty itself whether she wants it to or not.

Another particularly rough thrust results in a rather large spurt 
escaping and soaking into the towel beneath her, and he gives a little 
laugh, saying, "Remember, you have to hold it until we're done, you 
naughty little monkey."

"I...I can do it," she says weakly, even though she knows it to be a lie 
at this point. And, judging from his smirk, he knows as well, and he 
begins pounding into her so hard that she leaks again and again as he 
hits her bladder. But then he grabs her ankles, pushing them up and 
holding them apart, and changes his method completely.

He focuses more on going fast than going hard, which is a little bit 
easier on her, but not by much, seeing as he continues to aim for her 
bladder and cause her to leak. By now, she's so weakened that anything 
could push her over the edge. She can't make it any longer, she knows, 
and she cries out to him, "Please, just...hurry up!"

"Hurry up and what?" he teases her.

"Hurry up and come!" she begs him.

He begins to fuck her even faster then, as if answering her pleas, but 
the speed worsens things nearly as badly as the pounding had earlier, 
and she trembles beneath him, fighting off her bladder while her 
pleasure threatens to take her over. Taruto must be getting close if she 
is, but she doesn't know if she can make it through her orgasm at this 
rate, or if she can make it through his. Her bladder is beyond the point 
of aching, and holding it for this long is very hard on her.

Suddenly, he tenses, and as soon as she feels him erupt within her, she 
has no hope of holding back on either front. She joins him in orgasm, 
trembling and pulsing around him, and her bladder gives out in that 
moment, the contents gushing out in a warm burst, soaking her and 
Taruto, as well as the towel beneath her. For a moment, she's so lost in 
the pleasure of both forms of release that she doesn't even register the 
fact that she's failed, and it isn't until they're both coming down that 
either makes mention of it.

"Looks like you couldn't hold it until we were done," Taruto announces. 
"The penalty is that you have to be my urinal now." Without waiting for 
a response, he relaxes and begins emptying his bladder inside of her, 
the warm liquid feeling pleasant to her despite it being part of a 
punishment. There's more than she expected, and she hadn’t realized that 
he'd been holding so much that whole time. She's almost disappointed in 
herself for not being able to make it longer than him, but she's too 
happy to really care.

"I think we could both use another shower," he says once he's empty. He 
hugs her close so that he can lift her up, and when he pulls up the 
towel, it reveals that the bed is clean and that nothing managed to soak 
through. He carries Pudding off to the bathroom to get cleaned up.