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Chronivac Version 4.0

Jeff Tries to Take a Much Needed Leak Through the Crotch-Breast

added 3 years ago BM TG O

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Jeff gazed over at the pool shed as if it were the electric chair, dreading the result of what would happen once he entered it. He would be expected to exit, clad in a girl's bikini, in front of God only knew how many people. Worse yet, he had no idea how he would be able to hid the breast given how skimpy the outfit was. He would have been heavily aroused imagining Brianna's heavenly body snuggled inside of the itty-bitty, teeny-weeny confines of this swimwear, but his mind was elsewhere. Several places, in fact, with the concealment of his udder being one of them.

Suddenly, an idea dawned of Jeff. The pool shed, while small, was a private place with four walls and a roof. If he could get in there, which he didn't see any complications with (especially since it was his mom's desire that he do so) and so long as he was quick and quiet, he could drain his bladder in there. It would be difficult, since he hadn't had much experience with peeing through the crotch-breast, but it was the only chance he had. It didn't solve the other fifty-seven problems facing him at the moment, but damn it, he had to piss.

Walking awkwardly, the swollen breast full of urine continuing to make his steps look or feel natural, Jeff ignored the laughs and the comments from some of the people around him as he strode towards the shed. He had a feeling he would have to get used to that, given the swimsuit his mom was expecting him to put on upon his reappearance.

Jeff shut the pool shed door behind him as he entered, and felt his bare feet against hard concrete. The smell of dried pool water hung in the air, and the shed was infeasibly hot. Wiping sweat from his brow, Jeff got to work slipping out of the crotch-sling he had manufactured out of his mom's bra back at home. Taking the tender and sensitive breast carefully in hand, as even the slightest touch felt like a squeeze on his already tortured bladder, Jeff looked around for anything he could use to make the process more comfortable.....


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