Krystal suddenly felt a familiar sensation building in her crotch. It occurred to her that she had an unusually full bladder. Her green eyes lit up with horny excitement.
"Shit, Mead!" the dickgirl practically chirped. "Do I ever have to fucking take a piss! Can't wait to try it with this baby!" The punk rocker playfully waggled her new, uncut dick at Meadow, a few drops of pee leaking out.
Meadow winked lasciviously at her girlfriend as she toyed with her new thicket of leg hair. "Have fun, Krys! Be sure not to tire your cock out before she can play with Tiger Lily. Ooh, we totally have to think of a cute name for your cock later! Hmmm... Miss Steele? I dunno. Maybe Velvet in honor of its nice, soft foreskin? Blade? That's a nice, badass name for your junk."
Krystal smiled. "We'll work on it later, Hippie-Dippie. Right now, I gotta fuckin' go!"
Meadow laughed. "You know I hate that nickname, right?"
Krystal laughed back. "You love it and you goddamn know it. Laters!"
Krystal sprinted across Meadow's apartment, struggling to hold her massive load of pee. As soon as she reached the door, Krystal froze. Yeah, she could piss in the toilet like a fucking basic bitch... or she could use Meadow as her toilet. Meadow had casually mentioned being curious about watersports a couple of times, and this might be the perfect time for the two of them to try the fetish out. Krys grinned lustfully at the thought of her sexy hippie's ample body hair matted and drenched in her piss. Or maybe she should put off marking her territory until she could give Meadow time to think about it.