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Finally, it was done. After months of careful research and delicate plant mutation, the perfect berry tree had born fruit. The Cyndaquil looked at it in disbelief, silent but bubbling up with excitement. Berries had all sorts of great effects when eaten by Pokémon, so to make one that could enhance the lives of all was a grand undertaking.

But for Jasmine, this meant more to the Cyndaquil than the average scientific breakthrough. She had been stagnating in the academy's science department for months now, and all because she had taken on the task of creating something thought impossible: a way to stop needing to use restroom.

She was a big girl with an always noticeable gut, so it didn't surprise others that she wanted to find lazy solutions to problems like these. Deep down, she just hated the fact that she was born with a weaker bladder than most. If she could stop herself from ever needing to go pee, she wouldn't need to wear panties. She had to wear those because they would soak up her little leaks if she held too long. And of course, wearing panties meant she had to have a frilly, jagged pink skirt to go with it.

But here she was now, with what she was sure would be a triumph. This flabby fire type was staring at a berry that would eliminate all need to urinate. Sure, it wasn't tested yet, but all her theories and research led up to this. She was sure she was right on the money.

She could see it in her head now. All those overtime nights in the lab finally paying off. All those underhanded remarks about her weight shared by the other students, all turning praise. And she'd get it from those who just doubted her every mindset, forever triumphing over their cocky characters. But despite finishing on creating the berry, tonight was one of those overtime nights where she'd overworked herself and left the lab in a mess. And so, she had a lot of clearing up to do.

"Well, might as well give it a whirl now," Jasmine said to herself, picking one of the berries off the plant. There were four of them growing from the tall stem, and they all looked like Oran berries. She stored the plant on the windowsill and then stuffed the berry into her mouth without a second thought, surprised to enjoy the sweet taste of it. For a berry meant to stop one from needing the litter, it was awfully juicy too, but that was all the better for her preferences.

She took to clearing up after that. She was one Pokémon in a lab made for thirty, so there was quite a bit to do. Mostly clearing apparatus, books, and soil, nothing that she wasn't already accustomed to doing. She took her time scraping up and sorting the books orderly, having to use a stepladder to reach the higher shelves. Everything felt normal until a familiar, distant discomfort began to make itself apparent to her.

She still had a stack of books beside her, ordering them on a high shelf when it hit. She needed to pee soon, and couldn't help but rub her belly. Well, she would be done soon, she thought. She just needed to finish ordering, and she could return to her dorm and hit the hay. This could wait.

But one pile later, that feeling crept up on her. Thanks to the room being silent, she was able to hear her stomach rumble with need. In fact, she felt it rumble, like boiling water was bubbling up in her gut or something. She looked down to see it ripple and jiggle on its own a little, making low, sloshy gurgles. She moaned a bit and rubbed with both hands in attempt to settle it, a worried expression on her face.

Was this the effects of the berry? It couldn't be. It was supposed to stop her from needing to go, not bring it on quicker. Or perhaps it was some unforeseen mechanic, making her empty out first before stopping any urine from brewing within her.

And so, she ignored it, but could only manage so for a few more moments. Now that she could feel her bladder bubbling up uncomfortably, it didn't take long for her to reach a needy stage. She put three more books back in an unintended hurry, and then had to drop the next one to squirm a bit, jamming her hands onto her belly.

Her gut had grown heavy, and it looked like it was steadily growing right before her eyes. The bubbly growling was frequent, and the full discomfort of needing to go was there. She danced on her toes and tried to settle her tummy, but it just got worse. Scrap all thoughts, whether the berry was working or not - she had to go. Now.

She moaned and squirmed, tensing up to try and get control of herself. All that liquid stored within her was gathering down at her crotch whether she wanted it to or not, ready to burst from her at any moment like an overfilled sponge. It took all her will not to let that sponge leak, yet her body kept arguing with her, rumbling constantly.

She was only able to sprint out of the room before she shivered with need, letting out a panicked gasp. She walked with her hands as low down as possible, only to find they were squashing some soggy, jiggly fat to her sides. She was inflating, and attempting to continue holding only made it more uncomfortable. Her tummy looked like a water balloon sagging over her skirt, bulging out her underwear between her legs and almost pressing against the floor as she ran. Soon enough, she could feel herself beginning to leak through it all, and her underwear became steadily wet and warm.

"Ah, ah no, stop don't, please," she huffed, scrunching up her face. She had barely gone down the hallway and yet she was holding so hard that it actually hurt. The lab was still in sight. She was going to have an accident again. It was the fifth time this week alone - and sometimes she'd been caught. Those comments the other students made? All embarrassing baby jokes or reminders of puddles she'd left during her accidents.

As embarrassing as that was, her need hurt too much to hold anymore. She accepted her fate and used what few seconds she had before disaster to search for something, anything that she could relieve in to save herself. It was dark and night, so no Pokémon were around, and all dorms were locked. Along the hallway was the occasional plant pot, each one growing some exotic flower or something she didn't care about. It was generic plant decoration for an ancient designed school.

Then she realised: the plant pots. No one would hear her if she used one, right? A loud, low, bubbly rumble made her gasp a desperate moan once more, and she caved in. That had to work, or else.

She dove over to the pot and cradled the plant itself, and that was it, the dam opened up at full force. Piss gushed out of her before she was even in position, spraying into the soil faster than a hose. She didn't even have time to remove her panties, so they were soaking through from front to back in no time, dampening all over in their useless attempt to hold all the liquid.

"Oh gods yessss," Jasmine dribbled, shivering from pleasure. Her head was raised high as relief drowned her whole being. She didn't care about how damp and sticky her underwear felt right now, all that was on her mind was how good it felt to let out. She let out hot breaths as she kept her thick legs spread and damp crotch low down, basking in the release of all that strain she was holding earlier. She was still shivering from how good it felt to let it all go, even going as far as to rock forward a bit to stroke herself against the roots of the plant.

It kept gushing from her. Minutes onward and piss was still spraying through him slit, soaking into the soil of the plant pot below. Was this from the berry? Or had she been holding that long without realising? Either way, the fact that she was still going strong, filling the plant pot so much that she could smell her own release was a problem. Worry filled her face. Worry that she might actually overfill the pot, as silly as that sounded. She rose one leg, gasping disbelief at just how much she was still letting out. This was bad.

"Got to make it to an actual bathroom," the Cyndaquil said, looking up to search for just that.

From here, all that was around were more plants. They'd have to do. With all the force she could muster, she pulled up her skirt against herself and closed herself off, instantly feeling a pang against her bladder. She took off after that, making her way down the hallway as quickly as her growing gut would let her.

She ran on all fours for a few seconds, but the way her weight shook about, it was like heavy bags were slapping against her sensitive areas. She resorted to walking on her hind legs moments later, but already she could feel that inflated bloating brewing within her. She let out desperate breaths, hands clenching her skirt to keep her pants held up. They were dripping and leaving a trail on the floor, but that was nothing compared to what she needed to release right now.

"Oh, can't hold it!" she grunted, diving for the next plant. Just like that she let loose again, blissful relief taking over as she drowned the roots of the plant, filling the pot with her release. She didn't realise how much strength she was putting into holding like this either, as her form hugged up and sunk against the plant like it was her saving grace.

Part of her predicament was something she perceived as a fatal flaw. Because her bladder was weak and she was prone to often wetting herself, peeing heavy amounts like this was something that occurred often. Not nearly to this extent, but it was enough for her to realise that her body was stimulated by it.

This chubby Cyndaquil loved peeing. And more than that, she loved peeing her panties like this. She knew it grossed other Pokémon out and she always made an honest effort to avoid doing it, but when things were like this and there was nothing left but to empty all over herself, she could think of little more that excited her.

And so, this predicament turned her on, big time. All the straining building up to release, followed by all that wet warmth filling the threads of her pants, she loathed to admit how much she loved it. The idea that she was watering the plants enough to literally fill up the pot started to drive her nuts, and her head rose skyward as she let out a blissful gasp.

In that moment, she caught a brief glimpse of another presence. She shivered hard and snapped her view back down to find another Pokémon stood unexpectedly close to her. She froze there, realising that in her rush to find another pot to fill up, she didn't account for where that pot was. There were two right next to the doorway to a Pokémon's dormitory.

The Scorbunny within must've heard her orgasmic groans and come out to see. And now, they were staring at each other, Jasmine's face quickly turning red. The only sound interrupting them was the hissing from her below, and soon, the strong smell of her mark.

"Wa-wait, a Pokémon! Y-you can help!" she gasped, grunting in effort to try and stop herself. Scorbunny gasped as well, covering his face with both paws. "No, seriously! I know what this looks like, but I honestly do need your help."

"U-uh, e-erm, how do I, wha?" the Scorbunny replied, peeking through his paws. He was a chubby guy for such an athletic species, but he was blushing harder than she was. His belly hung low and his backside was wider than his hips, but it all amounted to a round face that she couldn't help but call cute.

"F-first, you've gotta let me use your bathroom. Please! I'll explain everything," she cried, grunting again as her stomach rumbled. "Ugh, how can I pee so much?"

"U-uh, yeah. In here," he said, clearly uncertain about the whole ordeal. He slowly stepped aside despite her clear desperation, pointing inside the room.

With all the effort she needed to hold from earlier, she stepped away from the pot and rushed inside. Each moment felt like a hammer hitting against her ballooning abdomen, causing her to grunt and groan as it sloshed around. It was almost like despite how much she'd released already; the effects of the berry were only intensifying. She made it to his toilet however, but not without hugging the backseat and peeing frontside. She still peed right through her panties as well, keeping them well soaked and used.

"Aaahhhnn... it feels so good," she gurgled, sinking down into it again. After a few more puffs and shudders, she turned around and sat properly, rubbing her stomach. Scorbunny was slyly watching her, but covered his face again when she noticed. "L-listen... I made a b-berry that was supposed to stop me from going toilet. But as you can see, it's sorta ba-backfired and done the opposite."

"S-so you can't stop peeing?" Scorbunny asked, paws on his cheeks.

"Yes! But I'm a great scientist, you know? I made an antidote to neutralise the effects, just in case. I need you to go back to the lab and grab it!" she said, leaning forward eagerly. The whole time she spoke, she kept letting out cute little whines in between her words. "And grab the berry tree, too. We can't have any other Pokémon eating them. It looks like a little Oran berry tree. The antidotes are the vials right next to them. Hurry!"

"U-uh, right!" he said, disappearing behind the wall.

Jasmine sat back and tried to relax, letting herself just empty freely. Now that she wasn't straining to empty herself or hold it in, she realised how much strength she had really been using to help herself. She couldn't exactly go limp right now, but she felt like she could, and she'd probably oversleep tonight just to get all the strength she'd used back. After a little while, she leaned backward far enough that she could see her piss flowing through her pants, which were turning gold from how damp they were. How pink underwear could change colour, she'd never know.

"Oh come on, stop already," she moaned, rubbing herself lightly.

She needed to get those panties off, so she sat up and pulled her piss to a stop, surprised to not feel any pain in doing so this time. She had deflated quite a bit since being able to use an actual toilet like this. Even still, the moment she held back, she could feel herself bubbling up again, her stomach rumbling in complaint. She stood tall and pulled the underwear off as quickly as she could, and then searched his room for a place to put them. They were dripping wet, making her blush from her work.

Scorbunny's room was impressive - the room of a high performing student. She could tell thanks to the extra luxuries he had over her own and many other student's rooms. Smooth wood flooring with small carpets by the bed and bathroom, king-size bed, shelves with accolades, fancy curtains, and more.

But he didn't have anywhere to put these panties, and her belly made that apparent with another bubbly rumble. She moaned a bit and hopped back and forth, freezing up when Scorbunny dashed back into the room.

"Whoa, you were fast!" she said. She half expected him to have missed something, but he had everything. The potted water berry tree in both paws with the vials of antidote on top of the soil. He slid the plant up on one of the shelves and waddled over, freezing at a distance. "Well? What's the hold up?"

"It's just... u-um... uh, er," he mused, twiddling his feet.

"Aaahh, hurry it up, I can't hold it," she moaned, squirming as a pang hit her. Her belly was beginning to bloat up again, groaning as it stretched to capacity.

"You took your pants off," Scorbunny said, looking away and twiddling his fat feet.

"Well yeah! I was looking for a place to put them, I've already wet them way too much," she said, stomping her feet. Her face went red as her stomach rumbled loud enough for them both to hear. Scorbunny blushed brightly as well, covering his crotch with both paws. "This isn't funny if you're trying to tease me here. I'll piss your floor if you don't gimme that antidote, now! I mean it."

"It's just, I uh, um--"

"The antidote!"

"Can you really not stop peeing?" he cried, leaning forward.

"Does it look like I'm joki--" she began, silencing from shock. The big boy's tool was showing between his legs, which he promptly covered up. His face was redder than a tomato and he was trying to sink behind his paws while hiding himself, too.

She couldn't believe what she was seeing. They had just met, and yet he was excited over her? Sure, she had met shy Pokémon before, but never because they had straight up gotten hard over her appearance. Most Pokémon hated her for being an overweight Cyndaquil, but here was a shy, tubby bunny who got so excited by her on first appearance that he was as hard as a Metapod using Iron Defence.

"How are you--?" she muttered, before realising. Her stomach rumbled with another audible, bubbly groan. All that urine she was holding made her gut sag over her skirt again, but she kept her eyes on the Scorbunny rather than her state. His eyes kept darting at her and all over the place as if trying to hide what he was really staring at, even as she leaned forward. She gave him a sneaky smile, giving him her best lewd look.

"I just thought- maybe- u-uh, this is gonna sound weird but--"

"You like that I can't stop peeing?" she asked, edging closer. Scorbunny squeaked and clammed shut right there, leaning backward as she edged closer. He barely made an effort to pull away however, solidifying her guess. "You naughty bunny. You want me to pee on you, don't you?"

He only managed a petty whine as he leaned back, letting her sit on top of him. There was an effort to move his cock aside as well, but she grasped it in a hand as she climbed above him, keeping her lewd gaze on him.

She was the one getting excited now, adapting to the sudden change of circumstances. She loved peeing herself, she was bursting to piss again thanks to the berry, and now she had a boy who seemed absolutely willing to let her play with him. She could only have dreamt of being in a situation like this, so now that she was here, she knew better than to let it go to waste.

Positioned with their noses touching, her thick rear pressed up against his cock while his paws subconsciously moved to her back. She relaxed, and out it came, a strong gush of urine right against his tool. She pushed back so that it splashed out of her, piss leaking from her in splattering streams that flew all over the place. It matted the top of his member and soaked down into the plush of his fat, immediately staining his once white fur in addictively smelly gold.

Jasmine let out a lewd moan once she started relieving himself on him, to which he responded with an equally satisfied sigh mixed with a couple of nervous grunts and groans. To Scorbunny, she was overwhelming, a dream come true and more. Being a fire type, her piss was hot, boiling even, a lovingly heated nectar that he was losing his mind over. The way it matted his fur, streaming to the floor around them and under his back, and especially directly onto the sensitive meat of his dick, coating it in heat - he wanted to literally bathe in her piss, and couldn't help but lean back, soaking the back of his head and more into it.

Jasmine couldn't help but giggle at his immediate submission to her, meanwhile she lost herself in her own pleasurable movements. She started to rock back against him with a steady rhythm, squashing her pussy against his tool as much as she could, all the while still peeing and spreading that lovely filth all over him as much as she could. She cuddled him affectionately, intentionally spreading the heated liquid all over the front of their flabby bellies, breathing hotly.

Whenever she intentionally peed herself in her own quarters, she liked to rub herself this way. But doing it with another Pokémon was a whole new experience she wasn't prepared for. It felt so good that she was beginning to rock herself harder than ever. She whipped her head up and let out a pleasured moan, hands clenching Scorbunny's chest a bit to give herself more vigorous movements back there. Her head was racing, body tensing up a bit in attempt to stifle the feelings of her oncoming peak. She didn't want to cum this soon, not when this was feeling so much better than it usually did.

"I-I c-can't," Scorbunny grunted, kicking himself forward.

"Hwa?" Jasmine gasped, not expecting to be thrown back. They were both in sitting position, soaked in piss from their chests downwards. Scorbunny connected their lips and bellies again, but this time squeezed his member deep into her pussy, earning a yelp and gasp. With his paws wrapped around her back, he quickly pulled her up and down, driving his piss-soaked cock in and out of her.

Each thrust spiked all those pleasurable feelings despite how sudden and direct he was. She lost control over her voice and gasped out each time he entered, his cock prodding so deep and softly it sent shivers all over her body. She couldn't help but hug him tight now, the walls of her vagina squeezing down and milking him hard.

"Sc-Scorbunny!" she squeaked.

"Cumming!" was all he managed to growl seconds before he blew. He let out a lengthy, low, satisfied grunt and fired away, hugging her as snugly as he could as he began to empty himself into her.

Jasmine hit her peak the moment she felt his load. It was thick, plentiful, and flowed into her through frequent spurts, like a sticky nectar that melted itself into her most sensitive areas, making her lose all feeling besides the pleasure she was already so happily basking in. Her voice was lost, head tilted back, body tense and cradling her new lover like a hero, back arched and flaming at full power.

It kept coming. In just a few moments, she felt herself filled to the brim, all that sticky white pooling up in her womb and with her pussy squeezing so tightly, barely any of it seeped out between her folds and his dick. He came faster than it leaked, forcing her walls to expand, her tummy squeezing and growing taut as it was squashed aside from their tight hugging. Something about getting filled up so much enticed her however, and she flew into a second orgasm, this one sending her raring back to give her bloating belly a rub.

Scorbunny followed, though he acknowledged her want to give her growing gut some room. He kept cumming, leaned forward with his paws at her sides, brought to his limits as her pussy squeezed every last drop out of him. He was a breathing wreck, unable to move an inch.

As her peak began to calm, the Cyndaquil realised the weight of her issue. With the two of them cumming so hard, she was forced to hold in all that urine she couldn't stop brewing. That, combined with Scorbunny's overexcited load, she was filled her far beyond the limits she knew she could take, and it was only still going. He wasn't cumming as much, only light dribbles, but even with her pussy leaking a bit, she was too full. Her belly was so wide that it obscured her feet from view, sagging to the sides further than her chubby legs usually went. Her belly groaned and gurgled in protest, and her breath became frantic and strained, face turning blue from her imminent explosion.

"Go-gonna... burst," she managed to huff. Scorbunny gasped at her, and with a strain of his own, pulled out with a quick pop, sending a mighty shiver through her. "Don't pull out!"

But after a heavy tremble, he fell right on top of her instead. He didn't slam into her or anything, settling into another cuddle of sorts - but the added pressure on her bloated belly removed any chance of holding she could possibly have mustered. She let out a gurgling squeak as all of that cum and urine gushed from her, flooding the floors around them. It flushed over her back in a wave, giving her a similar sensation of that pee bath Scorbunny wanted earlier.

She sat there drowned in bliss, tongue hung out of her mouth while heavy breathing was all she could do. She enjoyed Scorbunny's embrace too, making an effort to turn them both on their sides so that he could roll in the mess, too. Not that they hadn't already made a mess having chosen to do it in the main room and not the bathroom, but now it was definitely all over them.

He was a stranger, but a dream come true one. She'd never felt anything like it, but how she felt now, she'd definitely do it with him again. Maybe after making it up to him by cleaning up this mess. But first, rest. And actually getting to know him.

"You little... don't cum so suddenly next time," she said as a quiet murmur.

"N-next time?" he replied just as weakly.

"Heh heh... no need to hide it anymore. You're the one that asked for it, you naughty little bunny," she mumbled, nuzzling into his chest. He moaned a bit, making her giggle. "You're kinda cute, still being shy."

"Sorry..."

"Nah uh. You tell me your name. Mine's Jasmine."

"... It's Yuli," he mumbled, shutting his eyes and resting his head on her.

"Yuli," she muttered, nuzzling into his chest to relax further.