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A heat wave was striking the city and with the air conditioner broken all the radical trash pandas could do now was chug water and soda to beat the heat, having already made their way through plenty. The duo had sweated their way through most clothing, both removing their bottoms to help cool off their respective junks, a fan doing heavy lifting to keep a breeze on them. Deciding to take things easy Thrash and Gnash decided to take it easy, eagerly watching a no commercial interruption of a classic movie on cable, as both had refused to get a more modern setup. The film had been about a hard boiled hooded cobra cop stopping a serial killer. The two siblings had gotten themselves plenty of drinks to get through the movie. About midway through the film they had suffered the realization that no commercials meant no commercial breaks. And with so much hydrating it meant their bladders could only hold so much. They had to choose between running to the restroom and miss some scenes of overly macho action or sit and squirm through it. Both had chosen the latter.

The heat had left both raccoon minds, leaving both to struggle using all their willpower to hold in their bladders. Neither wanted to miss out on the thrilling climax of the movie, even if they could not pay terribly much attention to it. As soon as the credits started to roll up the screen both shot up from their seats and made a mad dash for their only bathroom. The siblings shoved and pushed each other, trying to be first to the porcelain throne. Thrash swept out his leg, causing his sister to fall face first. Seizing the initiative he took a few steps forward, only for his ankle to be grabbed and he too fell down. He rolled over to his back, and saw Gnash dragging him closer to her.

"Come on, I'll be quick!" The brother pleaded as he struggled in vain to break free.

The sister crawled up until she was atop her brother "You'll be quick, after me!"

She drove her hard knee into the testicles of the male raccoon, leaving him mewling in pain. "My fuzzballs..." The sister did feel a little awkward as her bare knee hit his bare balls, but she was hoping the male would be down enough for her to lock the bathroom door. She stumbled up, fingers brushing against the metal door handle before she was suddenly stopped dead in her tracks. She yelped in pain as the ringtail felt a sharp agony race up her back as her tail was yanked. She attempted to push on, hoping to slip from the brothers grasp but too much pain on the tail caused her to take a few steps backward.

Thrash managed to get himself on his knees, ignoring the pain in his balls and the pain in his bladder as it cried out for release. He let go of the tail and drove a fist up between the legs of the sister raccoon, causing her toned butt to give a slight jiggle. She bent over, cradling her aching womanhood. "Not cool, bro!"

"You started it!" Thrash said defensively. He forced himself to his feet and took waddling steps towards the door. As he moved his hands went quickly from his sore balls, to his penis, and back and forth, his body unsure which was in more agony at the moment. He was in reach of the bathroom door and pulled it open. relief washed over him and he felt like he was home free, only for that hope to shatter as he felt his fuzzy balls explode in pain. Lurching forward he accidentally closed the door, sealing his salvation away. He could feel a few drops of urine escape him, the pain in his balls sapping away the power needed to hold it in. With a whimper he turned around, and saw his angry sister reach down and grab hold of his balls, giving them a sharp squeeze.

"I heard pee is stored here. If I squeeze hard enough will you just go on the floor here?" She said with a wicked grin.

"That's a dumb myth!" Thrash said, his hands grabbing at his sisters wrists to pry them off.

"Then why'd you tinkle a little when I kicked them?" She asked, one hand wrapping around the bare fur of each testicle to give a painful grab. Words failed to form as gut wrenching pain racked his body. He could feel his strength leaving him and knew he would fall to his knees soon if he didnt act soon. His position was bad to try and hit the crotch of his sibling, but her talk of stored urine did give him an idea.

Forcing his hand free he reeled back, punching the lower abdomen of the female. Gnash tightened her abs in anticipation of a gut punch, but howled in pain when her already strained bladder received a direct hit, making her already need to empty herself an all consuming desire. The grip on the balls in her hand loosened and Thrash once again punched out, slamming hard knuckles into the organ that was already filled like a water balloon.

She let go fully, taking a few steps back. Horror filled her as she heard a trinkle of splashing liquid hit the ground.

"No no no." She pleaded to herself, feeling embarrassment hit her as she peed on the floor. She tried to stop, but the already strained bladder refused until it was fully empty. Thrash stood, almost transfixed by what he saw. He wasn't expecting this result but this did mean he was now free to relieve himself. He started to turn but felt hands grab hold of either shoulder, locking him in place. Before he had time to think further his world turned to pain as Gnash launched her knee into his balls with all the strength gifted to her by anger and humiliation. The male whimpered and a new trinkle of liquid splashing on the hard wooden floor met both sets of ears. Thrash had started to pee, the stream going between his sister's legs and joining the puddle she made. Both held still, fearful that any movement would result in the stream landing on their legs. Once it lowered to just a few drops the siblings awkwardly shimmied straight away from any stray drops. Both looked at each other and to the mess they made.

"I'll get the paper towels." Thrash said, shame obvious in his tone.

"I'll get the cleaning spray." Gnash said, her tone matching her brother.

As they trekked to the cleaning supplies the female asked. "Where did you learn that bladder hitting thing?"

Thrash felt a little better, almost cool as he was asked this question. "Well, I was looking at anatomy when I figured out that ovary hitting thing. Figured the bladder may work as well."

Rubbing her lower belly "I can promise you it worked very well." Suddenly getting a mean grin. "So you were looking at pictures of naked ladies?"

"Shut up." Thrash said with a giggle.