Hazuki's Sexual Awakening by Imouto Kitten

Chapter 4: Taking Care of Hana-chan

As Hazuki exits the school, she's joined by Doremi, Aiko, and Onpu, the 
redhead asking the child idol, "NO work this afternoon?"

Onpu replies, "Not today, but I'll be pretty busy over summer vacation." 
Placing a finger to her chin in thought, she asks, "What flowers do you 
think would be good for a summer sell at the MAHO-Dou."

Hazuki replies, "Sunflowers are always popular this time of year, and 
Violets, Irises, and Aster are all in full bloom."

The girls continue chatting about various summer flowers as they make 
their way to the Flower Garden MAHO-Dou.

As the quartet enters the flower shop, they are greeted by Majorika and 
Lala, the blob like witch frog barely managing to keep her dustpan 
airborne, the blonde fairy swaying back and forth as she floats towards 
the girls, both with very obvious dark rings under their eyes.

"The two of ya look worse than usual." comments Aiko bluntly.

"Did Hana-chan give you two that much trouble last night and today?" 
Asks Hazuki, concern obvious in her tone.

"Neither of us have gotten a wink of sleep." Replies Lala.

Grumbling something, Majorika sticks out a worm-like tendril, forming 
the end of it into a crude hand and snapping her fingers to summon a 
sleep mask and earmuffs before declaring, "I'm heading to bed. Make sure 
you keep that brat from disturbing me and don't slack in your 
shopkeeping duties." without any of her usual fiery temper backing up 
the demands.

"There's some tea and cookies on the kitchen table if you girls want a 
snack before opening the shop." Adds Lala before following her cursed 
mistress in hopes of getting some much overdue sleep.

Heading into the kitchen, the girls split the cookies and each enjoy a 
few glasses of ice tea, finding the cold beverage refreshing after the 
hot walk from school.

As the girls finish their snack and Hazuki goes to flip the closed sign 
to open, the MAHO-Dou is filled with the wailing of an infant.

After turning the sign to open, Hazuki shouts, "I'll see to Hana-chan!" 
to the others as she starts up the spiral staircase that leads to Hana's 
nursery. As she enters the room and declares, "Mama's here Hana-chan!", 
the crying halts. Sitting in the enclosure formed from the branches of 
the tree of life, the once crying, now smiling baby floats up off her 
mattress before launching her self at the brunette.

Spreading her arms, Hazuki catches the magical little bundle of joy and 
hugs her to her chest as she twirls the infant's blonde top knot around 
her finger.

Affectionately rubbing Hana's cheek against her own, Hazuki checks the 
baby's diaper and finds it dry and unsoiled, and concludes, "I guess 
Hana-chan was just bored." Walking over to a dresser, Hazuki pulls out a 
couple of sock puppets, "If the others need my help in the store, 
they'll let me know, so I guess I'll entertain Hana-chan for a while."

Sitting the baby down and pulling a sock puppet on to each arm, the 
bespectacled girl starts performing a puppet show, Hana periodically 
giggling and clapping her tiny hands.

When the puppets seem to no longer captivate the child, Hazuki starts 
tickling the infant, giggles filling the room, and when the infant grows 
tired of being tickled, Hazuki starts a game of peek-a-boo.

As Hazuki continues to entertain her charge, the tea she drank with her 
afterschool snack quickly works its way through her system, ultimately 
filling her bladder. On top of a lifetime of toilet shyness and polite 
upbringing making it easy to tune out the signals from her bladder, 
she's having so much fun playing with Hana that her need goes unnoticed 
longer than usual as she unconsciously crosses and recrosses her legs.

When her bladder's pleas to be emptied finally reach Hazuki's conscious 
thoughts, the girl nearly bends double and can't resist grabbing 
herself. Blushing at her loss of composure and glad no one but Hana 
could witness it, Hazuki wonders how it got this bad without her 
noticing and what she should do about it.

Sitting Hana back in the enclosure that serves as the infant witch's 
crib, Hazuki heads for the stairs, only for the baby to start wailing. 
Maternal instincts overriding the imperative to empty her bladder, the 
bespectacled girl cradles the crying child in her arms.

As Hana continues to cry, Hazuki checks the infants diaper to find it 
clean and dry. Glancing at a wall clock, Hazuki realizes that it's past 
time for Hana's evening bottle and she makes her way down the stairs to 
the MAHO-Dou's kitchen, trying to calm the crying baby as she goes.

The going is slow, Hazuki having to take tiny steps as she tries to keep 
her thighs pressed together to hold back the pressure her bladder is 
exerting on her young girlhood, but she eventually reaches the kitchen 
and deposits her charge in a highchair.

Though tempted to ask one of her friends to take over for her, Hazuki's 
sense of responsibility won't allow it as she fills the kettle, the 
sound of running water adding to the torment of her overfilled bladder.

Placing the kettle on the stove, the wait for the water to heat up feels 
like an eternity as Hazuki paces back and forth, periodically halting to 
press her thighs together and barely resisting the urge to make 
unladylike grabs at her crotch and regretting the vow she and the other 
ojamajo made to forego all magic in caring for Hana.

The kettle whistling comes as a signal that Hazuki is close to relief, 
but her renewed optimism is short lived as the sound of water sloshing 
as she mixes Hana's formula makes it hard not to think of her waste 
waters sloshing around in her lower abdomen.

Finished mixing the formula and tightly securing a lid on the bottle, 
Hazuki splashes some of the formula on her wrist to ensure it's the 
proper temperature before walking over to Hana's highchair. Cradling the 
infant in one arm, Hazuki presents the nipple of the bottle to the 
hungry baby, and Hana starts to greedily suckle at the offered bottle.

As Hana feeds, Hazuki makes her way for the toilets, eager to get rid of 
the pee that she's been holding for so long.

As she enters the staff restroom, Hazuki realizes that she has a 
problem, namely that between Hana and the bottle, she hasn't a hand free 
with which to lower her underwear. She looks around the room for 
somewhere she can sit the infant down, but at that moment, her sphincter 
starts to give out and she can feel her lacy underwear growing damp.

Panicking, Hazuki hastily sits on the toilet, the feeding infant in her 
arms seeming to not notice what one of her mamas is doing.

As pee rushes forth, escaping Hazuki's body and gushing through her 
clothes to cascade into the bowl beneath her, the relief is 
overwhelming.

Hazuki finishes emptying her bladder about the same time Hana finishes 
emptying her bottle and the brunette shifts the blonde infant so the 
baby's head is resting on her shoulder and gently pats Hana's back until 
the infant lets out a loud belch.

It is only now that Hazuki examines the damage from her accident and 
realizes that, in her haste, she sat on her skirt, the back of the white 
garment not only soaked through, but tinted yellow in a way that would 
be impossible to go unnoticed.

Before Hazuki can think of what to do, there's a knock at the door and 
she can hear Onpu's voice, "Hazuki-chan, are you almost done in there?" 
At the same time, Hazuki feels Hana's diaper grow warm and swell, and 
before she can answer Onpu's question, the infant starts wailing as she 
leaks onto Hazuki's hand and shirt.

At the sound of the crying baby, Onpu barges into the room, Hazuki 
having forgotten to lock the door in her desperation. Mortified, 
Hazuki's face goes as red as Doremi's hair and her glasses fog over. 
Though surprised to see the slightly older girl in a state that makes it 
obvious she wet herself, Onpu's maternal priorities take over as the 
purple apprentice lifts the infant out of the shell-shocked girl's arms 
and holding the blonde at arm's length caries Hana over to a 
wall-mounted changing table.

As Onpu changes Hana's wet diaper, Hazuki notices that the child idol's 
movements are a bit stiffer than usual, which coupled with the fact that 
Onpu almost never uses the MAHO-Dou's facilities leads Hazuki to suspect 
that her fellow witch apprentice is, like when Hazuki prepared Hana's 
bottle, putting off her own needs to care for their young charge.

All too soon for the bespectacled girl's liking, Onpu finishes her task, 
and leaving the freshly diapered baby on the changing table, turns and 
says, "That's one pissy girl taken care of." Placing a finger to her 
chin, the purple-haired girl muses, "What to do about the other one?"

Hazuki watches, still mortified, as her fellow apprentice walks stiffly 
to the door and locks it before turning to face the brunette with a 
mischievous smile.

Regaining her voice, Hazuki starts to beg, "Please, don't tell anyone 
about this..."

Placing a finger to Hazuki's lips to halt further comment, Onpu replies, 
"Don't worry, Hazuki-chan. What happens here will stay between you, me, 
and Hana-chan." Before the purple apprentice can say another word, a 
quiet hiss is heard in the bathroom. Stepping back and grabbing the hem 
of her dress, Onpu raises the garment to reveal a yellow patch on her 
white panties and a few rivulets sliding down her pressed together 
thighs. "Besides, I'm on the verge of humiliating myself in the same 
way."

Hazuki stares transfixed as the child idol shakily forces her legs 
apart, the yelow patch growing ever so slightly as the rivulets become 
more pronounced. Holding her dress with one hand and using the other to 
caress her rather obvious bladder bulge, Onpu continues, "I've been 
holding it in since before I left home this morning. Seeing Doremi-chan 
and our other classmates having accidents was hard, but the tea really 
pushed me to my limit and now I'm leaking uncontrollably and the dam 
might burst at any moment."

The sight of her fellow Ojamajo slowly wetting herself has Hazuki frozen 
to the spot, her own wet clothing nearly forgotten as the mysterious 
tingle urging the brunette to touch her privates returns.

Continueing her lewd performance, Onpu declares, "It feels so naughty, 
yet so good to pee my panties in the privacy of my bathroom at home 
after a long day of holding it all in, and the thought of peeing them in 
a more public place has crossed my mind, but I could never bring myself 
to do it before seeing someone as sophisticated as Hazuki-chan in such a 
state!" With that Onpu presses down hard on her bladder, forcing the 
pressure against her spincter past the critical point.

Still transfixed, Hazuki stares as the small rivulets are replaced by a 
torrential cascade, Onpu's pee no longer trickling down the child idol's 
thighs, but pouring directly from her panties to the tiled floor as the 
undergarment goes from damp to completely soaked.

As an expression of bliss crosses Onpu's pinkened face and the child 
idol trembles in what Hazuki deduces to be a combination of relief and 
pleasure, the bespectacled girl can't help wondering if she would have 
looked similar to an outside observer when she lost control in the 
shower that morning.

As Onpu's waters slow to a trickle and then come to a stop, Hazuki's 
urge to touch and be touched in an intimate place grows stronger, but 
instead of touching herself and being touched by herself, the urge has 
become one to touch Onpu and to be touched by Onpu.

Not wanting to do something... so intimate... in so public a place, 
especially with an infant child in the room, but unable to suppress the 
urge completely, Hazuki leans in to give Onpu a chaste kiss on the cheek 
only for the purple-haired girl to intercept the brunette's lips with 
her own. With her brain short-circuiting from this turn of events, 
Hazuki puts up no resistence as Onpu pulls her into a hug, the warm 
wetness of the slightly younger girl's panties seeping through the front 
of Hazuki's skirt as the purple-haired girl slides her tongue into her 
stunned friend's mouth.

Letting the unfamiliar feelings of arousal wash over her and relaxing 
into the embrace, Hazuki moans into Onpu's mouth when the bolder girl 
reaches a hand under the brunette's soaked skirt to cup one of the 
bespectacled girl's half moons through black silk and gives it a gentle 
squeeze.

Taking Hazuki's moan and lack of resistence as permission to go further, 
Onpu slides her hand between Hazuki's thighs, seeking out the more 
reserved girl's pee drenched girlhood and breaks the kiss in surprise at 
what she finds, "Oh my, I would've never pegged Hazuki-chan as the kind 
to wear such sexy, lacy panties!"

Snapping back to reality and going red as a Tomato at Onpu's outburst, 
Hazuki regains her sense enough to stammer a reluctant protest, 
"On-Onpu-chan, as nice as this is, I don't think we should be doing this 
here, especially not with Hana-chan in the room..."

Her own blush growing a bit more intense in realization of what she's 
done in the last few minutes, Onpu replies with an undertone of 
disappointment, "I guess you're right."

Picking up on Onpu's disappointment and not really wanting to stop 
herself, Hazuki asks, in a near whisper, "If-If you'd like to 
continue... May-maybe you could spend the night at my house?"

Giving a megawatt smile, Onpu replies, "That sounds great! My dad's 
driving a sleeper train tonight and my mom's going to be working late at 
the talent agency, so I'm sure they'd rather I spend the night with a 
friend rather than home alone... In the meantime, I think we should get 
cleaned up."

With that, Onpu transforms, "Pretty Witchy, Onpu-chi!" and summoning her 
Poron, "Pururun Purun Famifami Fa! Clean Hazuki-chan and me!"

In a shower of purple musical notes, there clothes are dried, all 
evidence of their accidents, including the puddle Onpu left on the 
floor, vanishing. After using the MAHO-Dou's telephone to confirm with 
their mothers that it's okay for Onpu to spend the night with Hazuki and 
returning Hana to her nursery, the quartet of witch apprentices wake 
their mentor and her fairy familiar for their nightly babysitting before 
heading home under the flaming dusk sky.