A small trickle of urine leaked out of the woman and unfortunately for you, her maxi pad was able to absorb it. You could taste and smell it as your body eagerly absorbed the urine - it wasn’t much, but enough that you were able to absorb it all without leaking.
At this point the woman must have realized what she had done because she made a beeline for the bathroom, walking at a brisk pace before you heard Her enter the bathroom. Once again she got a new maxi pad out of the vending machine and made her way over to a stall where she promptly pulled her pants down, followed by her pantries and you! You were blinded by the light and you lay in her panties between her dark skinned legs. She unleashed a torrent of urine into the toilet above you, letting out a sigh of relief before grabbing some toilet paper and dabbing herself up. She then brought her attention back to you where she quickly tore open the wrapper of the other maxi pad and set the fresh pad on her lap. She the. Reached down towards you and grabbed the ends of the lad and carefully pulled you from her panties - the adhesive backing inking giving mild resistance.
Next thing you knew you were in her hands as she then rolling you up and deposited you into a waist receptacle designed specifically for pads and tampons on the side of the stall. Your world was dark now as she finished up her business, flushed and left. The small was somehow ten times stronger now combined with that of the other used pads and tampons though they had more of a musty, iron smell rather than urine. Over time more feminine hygiene products would Join you. After sometime there was a bright flash as the chronovac did its thing and you found yourself transformed