"Oh my god!" Natsuki whined. "Could you write any slower?"
It had been two hours since school had ended, but Natsuki and MC were still in the club room. The sun had begun to set, casting its dimmed light through the open blinds on the windows.
"You know, Natsuki", MC began to say. "If you supplied some ideas too, we'd already be home."
The two had been assigned the task to write a poem together by Monika. Her intentions were to give the two something to bond over, but quite the opposite seemed to be happening; Natsuki was set on leaving as soon as possible.
"Ugh!" Natsuki groaned. "I didn't ask for your smart mouth! Just hurry up and finish writing the stupid poem!"
"I can't think of anything good! Besides, if I do it all myself, Monika will surely be able to tell." MC pointed out. "Why are you in such a rush anyway?"
Natsuki's throat was rather dry that day. To counter that, Natsuki had more to drink than usual. If she knew the extent of the effect all of that water would have on her bladder, she would have gone to the bathroom earlier. Unfortunately for her, the bathrooms get locked after the school day is over.
She had to hold it until she was home.
"It's none of your damn business why I'm in a hurry! Maybe if you quit asking so many questions, you'd have more words on that paper!" Natsuki snapped. Defeated, MC sighed and returned his focus to the paper.
The two had been silent for about five minutes after their last exchange, and Natsuki's bladder was crying out for relief. As much as she wanted to, she couldn't put her hand between her legs to hold herself; not in front of a boy. Instead, Natsuki just tried to ignore the urge by watching MC work. Monika had set a minimum of twenty lines for the poem. MC had only written six. Frustrated, Natsuki let out an impatient groan, hoping it would somehow make MC produce ideas more quickly so that she could go home and relieve herself.
Another ten minutes passed, and Natsuki was almost at her breaking point. She had been eagerly tapping her fingers on her desk in an attempt to distract herself from the screaming urge in her stomach. Despite her desperation, she had remained perfectly still so as not to attract attention to herself. Unfortunately, Natsuki could not hold on for much longer. To her horror, she leaked. It was only a small stream, only lasting a second, but she knew that there was no more waiting after that.
"Fuck!" Natsuki exclaimed. In a panic, she shot up from her seat and ran out of the club room and down the hallway towards the staircase. Worried by Natsuki's sudden fleeing, MC chased after her.
"Natsuki, what's going on?" MC called out to her, but she didn't answer. With her hand between her thighs, Natsuki hurried down the stairs; perhaps a little too quickly.
With a small yelp, Natsuki tripped on the last step. Afraid of falling on her face, she twisted herself and landed on her butt, legs spread. MC had watched from the top of the staircase and began to hurry towards her.
"Natsuki! Are you ok?" He asked worriedly as he made his way down the stairs. However, he stopped in his tracks when he saw Natsuki do something he never could have imagined. She began to wet herself. Her light blue panties quickly darkened as her urine spread across them and began to soak the rest of her clothes and the floor around her.
"S-stop watching, you idiot!" Natsuki yelled as she began to sob. She attempted to get up but she slipped in her own puddle, causing her to cry more loudly. Feeling sorry for her, MC went down to her and extended his hand. Still peeing, Natsuki reluctantly accepted his help and took his hand. MC helped her to her feet and tried to avoid looking at her as she continued to wet herself for another ten seconds.
"H-hey" MC stuttered. "Wanna borrow my hoodie to tie around your waist? People won't notice your um...wet clothes on the way home." Still sobbing, Natsuki nodded and kept her head fixated on the floor. She was clearly more humiliated than she had ever been, and all of a sudden, she didn't feel so tough anymore.
"Here." MC said with his arm extended toward her, hoodie in hand. Natsuki tied it around her waist and silently made her way to the door, still staring at the floor.
"L-look, Tell anyone about this, and you'll regret it" Natsuki pathetically threatened before exiting the school. MC went back to the club room to get the mop and bucket from the supply closet. He cleaned up Natsuki's liquid shame and headed home himself.
