While she was trying to find a loophole in this curse, she felt a familiar pressure in her bladder.
Once in the bathroom, she prepared to relieve herself. Things down below had certainly adjusted to accommodate her breast, but it wasn't until she started to pee that she realized that it wasn't quite as open as she’d hoped. As pee squirted out of her urethra, she felt a warm sensation as the jet hit the bottom of her breast. It ran down and dribbled off just below the nipple. She scooted back on the toilet seat to keep from dribbling on the floor while reaching down to lift up her gland to offer more room for the stream.
Somewhat irritated, she finished up and wiped off the bottom of the breast, then cleaned up the bit of urine that dribbled on the toilet seat and floor.
A few more hours passed and, to her surprise, her parent’s hadn't called. It’s not like she would have picked up anyway, but she was sure one of the teachers must have noticed she was gone...