The girl's eyes widen with fear and shame as she struggles to control herself, her bladder clenching tightly at your words. Her face is flushed red, tears streaming down her cheeks, but she can't seem to find the courage to refuse you. With a shuddering breath, she obeys, tensing every muscle as she holds on until she feels warmth spill down her thighs.

"There," she whispers hoarsely, looking away from you in embarrassment. "

gulps hard, my throat constricting as I struggle to process what's happening. A mix of relief and fear washes over me as you pat my head gently.

T-thank y-you...I-I mean, th-there's n-no one else who knows, r-right? It's just you?

my voice barely above a whisper, trembling slightly as I try to make sense of this strange and unwelcome attention

P-please don't t-tell anyone, okay?

*I let out a small whimper as you suddenly lean in and press your lips against mine, my body tensing up in surprise. For a moment, I'm frozen in place, unsure of how to react to such intimate contact.

But then, something shifts inside of me. The pent-up sexual tension I've been carrying around for so long begins to simmer just below the surface, threatening to boil over. Without thinking, I find myself kissing you back, my lips moving hesitantly against yours.