Fall of the lobster.
A holding contest, weird cub doing silly things, a bit of cuddling.
Qui 08 Mar 2012 19:50 BRT We were resting in a inn. - Haw! - I laughed. - I won again! Liontari covered his face and laid on his back, on the floor. - You cheater! - he whined. I grinned. - You won the last one, don't be so frustrated - I said. We were playing a card game, just gambling. We got some diapers for me and, since we were alone in the room, I could stay with little to no clothes. Just my pudgy and furred body and my somewhat tight disposable diaper. - You are really good at this - Liontari commented. - If we were playing for money, I'd certainly be bankrupt. - I'm telling you, you won the last time, don't feel so down - I said, purring some, as my smile became more timid. I felt an usual urge to pee, but ignored. It has been a time since I last did a holding contest against myself, so I decided to try it now. It would be fun. I smiled widely again. - Wanna bet something else? - I asked. - What is would be? - Liontari asked. - A holding contest - I say. - Though you don't need to take part in it. I wanna do it alone, since you aren't much of a bladder holder. - I'm listening. - I bet the rest of my money that I can hold it in until we finish our investigation today. He chuckled. - I could delay the end of the investigation just to make you lose it - he said. - Well, you gotta sleep some time - I challenge. - Let's put it this way: I bet I can hold off until you sleep. - Deal - he grinned. - If I win, I get your ten bucks. - Deal. We shook our paws. "He-he..", I thought, "finally, some thrill..." - So, we need to find some information on what happened here last time the lobster attacked - said Liontari, getting up and going to the closet. - Everyone seemed to be too scared to talk about it at first, but it has been two weeks since the last attack, I think the villagers are calmer. - Hope so - I got up. - They looked pitiful. I walked towards my bag and pulled a baby bottle from it. It was full of pure milk. - Seriously, act your age - joked Liontari, pointing my behavior. I ignored and began suckling on my bottle. Liontari got some money and walked out. - I'm gonna bring some food. Once we are done eating, we start investigating. While he was gone, I finished my baby bottle and the pressure in my bladder rose slowly. Having nothing else to think about, I decided to just pay attention to the weak feeling in my bladder. I laid on the bed, belly face-up, closed my eyes and began fantasizing about something. Entertaining myself with my thoughts, I didn't see time passing through the room. My bladder wasn't even at 1/10 of it's capacity, but I knew the milk would kick in within forty minutes. I purred, then
placed my right hand-paw over my diaper front. I rubbed a bit, softly and slowly. No, no, I wasn't pawing off, just a random fondle. I love my body, all it's functions, and I have a tender appreciation for the functions related to urine. Isn't the body a beautiful thing? I yawned and covered myself with a warm blanket, my hand-paws uncovered, though. I used my paws to rub my arms and shoulders, causing the soft silky blanket to massage my fur. I purred and let my face go blank as I massaged myself through the silk. - I'm back - said Liontari, opening the door. I woke up from my trance and sat up, the pressure a bit stronger now, as the milk started being processed. - I brought fish, chicken and fresh mice - he announced Leaving the plastic cases on the floor, Liontari sat. I hopped out of the bed, feeling my bladder somewhat numb. Maybe I just more aware of myself, since I was in a challenge, or maybe I just spent too much time in the bed without moving my lower body. Sitting, we got the pieces of fried meat from the cases. I chewed on a chicken, filling my muzzle with salty meat. - How is your bladder going? - asked Liontari, chewing. - 5% full - I said, then swallowed, getting a piece of fish soon after. - The milk is acting up. - Why don't you stop drinking liquids until I sleep? - Liontari got a fish in his muzzle and pulled it's clean spine out, just like in a Saturday morning cartoon. - I want challenge - I said, finishing my fish and reaching for more chicken. There was another plastic case there, with something moving inside it. Yes, the dessert: living mice. You may say it's anti-ethic or something, but come on, we are carnivores, we are supposed to do this. Isn't what cats do to mouses? All that salty food was getting me thirsty, though. - Did you bought soda? - I asked. - They don't sell it here - Liontari answered, reaching for the closed case. Liontari opened the case and grabbed one mice by it's tail. He squirmed about, trying to flee. Liontari opened his big muzzle and laid the mouse on his tongue, closing his muzzle quickly. He began chewing. - Ah, they are behind, compared to the city - I said, disappointed, finishing my chicken. - Yeah - said Liontari, pulling the bones from inside his muzzle, once he wiped the meat and insides of the mice. I fidgeted once. - Oh, what is that? - asked Liontari. - Pressure rising... - I confessed. - Not dancing yet, just a shiver. He grinned. - Well then - Liontari got up. -, we are going. Get your mice and put some decent clothing. I pouted Liontari loves to poke fun at my love for acting and being treated as a child. Not that I care and he isn't really being serious. I got the second mice from the plastic case and swallowed it without chewing. The sensation
of something squirming in my stomach is exquisite, but it fades away in seconds, since the acid is already working the fried chicken and the fish I just ate. I walked to my bag and got my recently washed pants and shirt. I had a bad leakage yesterday, took me forever to get the scent off. Once clothed, I walked towards Liontari and held his hand-paw We left the inn. - Okay, Yure, the lobster attacked the shopkeeper last time. He is still alive, though one of his family members is dead now - said Liontari, walking around the lake. - That's sad... - I said, avoiding to look at the frightening lake; something in me told me that I'd have to face my fear soon. - Sure - Liontari nodded. - We are gonna talk to him first, since he is eager for justice. We arrived at the shop. It was closed. - Strange, it was open a while ago - said Liontari. I looked around and spotted a wooden sign. I walked towards it and read it to Liontari: - "After the attack of the lobster, we are closing the shop earlier. If you have something to buy, come here from 8:00 to 20:00". - Well, then... - Liontari sighed. - We must find the house of the shopkeeper. Judging by how things look like... he doesn't live in the shop. We walked around the lake and spotted a cub cat playing alone with marbles. - Hey, kid - I said, approaching. - Do you know where the shopkeeper lives? He pointed to his own home, behind him. It was a little wooden house, we could see the lights on through the window. Liontari walked towards the door and knocked it twice. A fat, short cat opened the door and looked at Liontari from his foot-paws to the top of his head. - What do you want? - he asked, with an hostile voice. - We are hunters and we are looking for some information about the lobster. We have the mission of killing it - Liontari explained. - About time - the cat coughed. - The Government was supposed to act quicker in this kind of situation. The city may have a bunch of fancy technology, but their administration of things is just plain poor. The cat invited us to enter. The cub continued outside, playing with the shiny spheres. Liontari and I sat on the couch, beside a fireplace. The cat sat on a wooden chair. I bit my lower lip and danced a little; the pressure was starting to get to me. Luckily, Liontari didn't see or he would poke fun later. - So, what exactly happened? - asked Liontari. - During the afternoon, a lobster jumped from the lake and began attacking random animals for no apparent reason. He seemed irate - Do you know the lobster or where he might have came from? - If I knew, I would be hunting his family now... - the cat clenched his fists, grabbing the legs of his pants in utter anger. - Well, then... How he attacked? - With
a lot of unnecessary violence. If he wanted to kill, why make the villagers suffer so much? He grabbed a passer-by and pulled his head off. He is tall, around 2,5m. Seemed to not be interested in quick deaths, instead, made his victims suffer in different ways before finally killing them. - That's crazy... - Liontari was stunned; nothing made sense and the only way to find out what was going on was capturing the lobster. - Where, exactly, he attacked? - A few meter from my shop - answered the cat. - At what time of the day? - 16:00. - No idea about his motivation, I suppose... - I already answered that... Liontari got up and so I did. My tail twitched and I tried to not squirm. We left the house and the cat followed us to say something. - If you see my son, tell him to come back; it's late - he said, then returned home. Liontari and I walked to the shop again. I was biting my lower lip almost all the time, not wanting to dance about, signalizing my urge. It's fun to hold back pee without doing the potty dance, a true challenge for someone with a bladder that is so small. Liontari saw. I was pressing my front with my legs being tightly pressed together. - Strange, you usually take longer to be desperate - he commented. - What is the matter? - Cold... I'm also a bit scared of the lobster... and there's this huge lake... - I pointed at the side. - Your clothes aren't heavy enough, you are probably cold indeed - he said. With my body shaking in cold, it was harder to hold back, as my bladder was encouraged to contract and my sphincter shaking constantly. Liontari picked me up and cradled me. I purred, hugging him for warmth. We continued our way to the shop and, once there, Liontari took a look around. - What are we doing here? - I asked. - Looking for clues - said Liontari. - But it has been two weeks since his last attack - one of my paws was resting on the front of my pants. - Do we have choice? - I ask. - Let's start looking for some... We spent hours looking for clues, but we could find nothing. My bladder was getting fuller, but I could handle it, as the arms of Liontari kept me curled and it applied pressure on my legs, my legs applying pressure on my sphincter, so I didn't have to spend a lot of willpower to keep my liquids under control. But it was starting to hurt. - Well, Yure... - said Liontari. - We can say it's over. - Maybe he attacked another place. We should look for it further - I said, actually loving to feel full and wanting the challenge to last. - Tomorrow - Liontari looked up at the sky. - It's too late and this place is getting darker and darker. I frowned. - Yes... You are right - I said. We walked back to the inn. The owner of the inn, a
shark, was outside with some worried animals around him. - What is up? - asked Liontari. - The lobster is inside the inn and he invaded a room - answered the shark, who was sitting on the ground. - What a luck! - I said. - Yure, you stay here - Liontari put me down. Instantly, an almost irresistible pressure hit my sphincter. I grabbed my crotch and bit my lip. - Ooh... oh, my... - I moaned. Liontari entered the inn to fight the lobster. I couldn't see what was going on and the tension of the scene took my mind of my bladder, though my legs kept tightly together and my paw wouldn't leave my crotch. After a few minutes, another pressure it my muscles. I gritted my teeth and walked away from the crowd to grab myself directly. I went to the bushes, tempted to cheat, but, instead, I plunged a paw inside my padding and grabbed my toy tightly. Once I was calm again, I walked back to the inn, to wait for Liontari. After some time, sounds of crashing things could be heard. The murmur started, animals wondering what was going on. I knew Liontari was strong and able, plus he had affinity with light. I was almost sure of his advantage. Pee was constantly trying to escape, so I kept squirming and dancing softly automatically, as my mind was focused on what Liontari could be doing. Of course, he could be fighting or maybe negotiating the hostage, if there's any. - Excuse me - I pulled the dress of a female deer. - Oh, what is wrong, little one? - she asked, noticing my distress. - Need to find a bathroom? - No, no... - I lied. - I just want to know what is going on there. - Ah, nothing really, little one - she smiled. - Why don't you go play? Where are your parents? Being stuck in a cub body has it's disadvantages. - It's because I think that one of my relatives is inside the inn - I said, trying to look sad. Meanwhile, Liontari and the lobster were fighting inside the inn. The sounds of things breaking filled the air. I bit my lower lip and pressed the front of my pants. - Are you sure you don't need to go, little one? - asked the lady. I nodded and backed off, then turned to the bushes once again to grab and drop (gosh, this sounds so wrong...). I pulled my pants down and plunged my paw in my padding once again to grab my weenie. The pressure wasn't going down. I felt painfully full and my bladder was nearing it's limit. My sphincter was about to give in and I could feel droplets of pee leaving my bladder and being trapped in my thing as my paw kept the tight grip. I whined and danced about, wrapping my legs with my bushy tail and hopping from foot-paw to foot-paw In desperation, I hugged a tree and humped it a bit, then pressed my crotch tightly against it. It was a lost cause, but now I wanted to see how long I could last. My sphincter was weakening quickly as more
pee left my bladder, only to be trapped in my urethra. I hugged the tree with all my might, pressing my diaper against it. It wasn't working as well as it would work if I was just holding myself. I let go the tree and grabbed myself again, some pee escaping and entering my diaper. I can't say I didn't enjoy. I rolled on the floor making silly noises. If someone saw me doing that, they would probably think I was high on catnip (as usual). My sphincter was opening up more and more as keeping it closed wasn't working. My muscles were becoming tired and, as they get tired, the amount of energy you can spend in them becomes more and more limited. The pressure of the liquid gathering up in my urethra became more and more painful and I was fearing I would hurt myself. I let go, filling my diaper with at least three hours worth of pee. Not much for an adult, but certainly a lot for a cub who could barely hold off five cups of urine. I purred, laying on the ground with just a diaper on. Once finished, I got up, sagging, got my pants and wore it over my diaper, which rubbed against my crotch with every movement of my legs. I waddled back to the scene, to find Liontari holding the fainted lobster by it's neck. The animals were happy, but still too scared to enter the inn. - Wow - I said, approaching to Liontari. - Great job! - Thank you - he said. - I'm plain tired now - he then spoke to the crowd: - It's safe to enter and pick your things up. The animals entered the inn and so did Liontari and I. The furniture of the reception room was destroyed, couches with large cuts, bookshelves taken down, dust everywhere. The inn keeper was stunned, but thankful that the lake was, once again, safe. Liontari chained the lobster up and locked it. - We gotta take him to the city, won't be easy task - Liontari said. - Oh, but we will - I said. - Hey, Liontari, by the way... I lost the bet. He patted my butt. - Eh, I knew you would lose. You shouldn't have taken the milk - he said. I purred at the pats and hugged him, "squish-wagging". - Well, then... I owe you some money... - I said. - Ten bucks, gimme - I said. I put my paw in the pocket of my leg and felt the wetness. I leaked and it stained the bills. I pulled them out and they were drippy. - Ow, no! - said Liontari. - No, no, you can keep them for yourself until they dry off, okay? I nodded and grinned. - You are plain weird, you know - Liontari said, then got up. I frowned. Liontari looked back at me. - Hey, what is wrong? - he asked. Liontari didn't like my fetishes. He just accepted to have me by his side because I accept his controversial fetish. - Hey, Yure... - he picked me up and hugged me as I began crying some. - You hate me, don't you? - I asked. - No, no, far from it,
kiddo... - pat my head. I sighed and buried my muzzle in his chest.