Gatomon's Detention
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The Digimon school was busy today, as students and teachers were preparing for the finals of the year. Every student knew that today was the test that would determine weather they continue to the next year or get held back, and they were desperate to get themselves fully prepared. One Gatomon in particular was so nervous that her mouth was perpetually drying up, prompting her to drink as much as she could during lunch; sodas, cartons of milk, even a small can of that powdered juice stuff. By the time lunch was over, it was time to start the finals, so she and everyone else piled out of the cafeteria and proceeded back to class.

This Gatomon was wearing an expensive-looking outfit that showed off some of her figure while still looking elegant. Just because she was one of the smaller Digimon species didn't mean she didn't have a nice body, and she seemed dedicated to proving this. Her shirt was low-cut, showing off a small amount of her cleavage, with the bottom of the shirt rising just enough to reveal her bellybutton. However, it was also long-sleeved and had a trailing end, similar to a butler's outfit. Instead of pants, she wore a tight-fitting skirt that hugged at her legs. Despite being a little revealing for her rear end and legs, the skirt did not rise above her knees. Beyond what was clearly visible, she wore a relatively simple pair of white cotton underwear underneath her skirt.

She sat down in her chair near the front of class, getting out a simple sheet of paper and her pencil in order to write out the problems before answering them on the test. The teacher of this class, a rather gruff and angry looking Leomon, walked by and passed the test to her. As he continued passing papers to everyone, the Digikitty turned hers over and waited until the teacher sat back down at his desk. "Begin."

She and everyone else turned their tests back around, and the sound of pencils striking against sheets of paper filled the room, with the occasional eraser rubbing. The Gatomon, however, could not start. She looked at the questions and all she could see was some kind of foreign language. "The Mayan civilization was first discovered in what year?", "How is the area of a circle determined?", "600x = 10x-y+2z" She had no idea what some of these were, and it scared the hell out of her. She seemed to be unable to answer anything.

She clutched at her head in an effort to concentrate, but it was no use. She was about to give up and just write in the first bullshit thoughts she could come up with for each question, until she saw something in the corner of her eye. A Renamon next to her was breezing through the test. In fact, she had already gotten to the second row of questions and didn't seem to be slowing down. She must have been really confident in her answers. The Gatomon almost looked over at her, but caught herself just as the Leomon teacher looked up and scanned the room for potential cheaters. Once he decided that nobody had cheated so far, he lowered his head once more to focus on his own work.

The Gatomon was torn. She didn't want to cheat, and she definitely didn't want to get caught, but her brain was refusing to work, and that Renamon next to her was a golden opportunity. Without moving her head, she allowed her eyes to wander toward the Digifox's paper, just barely able to see the answer to the first question. As she began writing it down, Gatomon started to feel just a little tingle in her belly. In such a stressful situation, she was able to convince herself that it was just the nervousness caused by her cheating. With her head staying down, the Leomon couldn't see the bout of rule-breaking going on in front of him when he looked up again, and returned to his work without disruption.

Eventually the Gatomon had caught up on her work, continuing to copy down every answer that she could, until the Renamon's hand started to get in the way of the Digikitty's eyes. Desperate to keep herself as far away from a failing grade as possible, Gatomon started to crane her head upwards just a tiny bit in the attempt to see over the intruding hand. Not enough, just a bit further.

Just... a little... more...

"GATOMON!!"

The sudden roar of Leomon caused her to jump an inch out of her seat, as with everybody else in the class. The teacher stormed past rows of desks, grabbed her by the arm, and almost literally dragged her out of the classroom before she even had the chance to protest. He pulled her through the empty halls of the school, the sound of pencils coming from each room they passed. She tried to struggle against him and break free, but with their amazing size difference, it was an impossible effort. As she struggled, she began to realize that the tingling feeling she felt in her belly earlier was now trying to escape, and the realization caused her mind to go blank. Not now, of all times! In less than a minute, they arrived at the detention hall, where Leomon violently thrust the small Digikitty through the door and stood in her way as she tried to run back out.

"Stay here until the tests are over."

Her heart sank, understanding what he meant. There were going to be multiple tests running from Lunch until the end of the school day, which was in about three hours.

"Wait, I'm supposed to stay here for three hours?"

"Yes."

That same tingling feeling hit her again, and it again tried to escape downward. She needed to pee, and she really didn't want to be stuck with that for three hours.

"Well... what if I need to... powder my nose?"

The Leomon, clearly unfamiliar with female phrases, muttered something under his breath before speaking.

"No makeup in the detention hall. You should have thought of that before cheating!"

He then slammed the door closed and locked it before the Gatomon could say anything else. This was really bad. She needed to visit the little Digi-girl's room, and now she was trapped in detention until 3 P.M., when the tests were done. And she still remembered how much she drank during lunch, knowing that she was going to regret all that milk and soda soon. She looked up at the clock in the far end of the room, which said 12:30 on it. Maybe she could make it until she was let out, or if she was really lucky, someone might let her leave early. One way or another, she would have to fight long and hard to keep herself from having an accident in her expensive clothes.

Gatomon decided to waste some time by reading one of the availiable books for awhile. It kept her entertained for a time, but the more she read, the more her bladder filled up with the liquids she had consumed during her lunch break. It was becoming more difficult to read as her mind had to concentrate more and more on keeping her pee-hole closed and her legs crossed, finally deciding to close the book after about an hour and a half, which left her another hour to go before she could leave. It was 2:00 now, and each minute passing by was starting to become a torturous process. She was focusing all of her energy to keeping herself from pissing herself and making an awful mess of her favorite skirt and the carpet below.

Another ten minutes later and she was absolutely bursting to go, trying everything she could to hold it in. From grabbing and dancing in desperation, to grinding her crotch into any suitable surface she could find, but nothing was working anymore. She was starting to leak a little bit into her panties, which were quickly becoming damp and yellow. Now she knew that there was absolutely no way she could wait until the clock struck three, and she was certainly going to either have an accident in her underwear and favorite skirt, or pee straight onto the floor on her own. She wanted to take the second option, but if the school directors found out that it happened when she was the only student in the room, she would be completely screwed, and regardless, she didn't want to be accused of exposing herself AND urinating on public grounds.

Still, the longer she waited, she more angry she got at the school for putting her in this position. That, along with the obvious dilemma of 'the longer she waits, the sooner it's no longer her choice', caused her to finally make up her mind. She immediately hiked up her skirt, revealing her damp cotton undies, and pulled them down by the waistband. Now everything below her hips was exposed. Her thin-but-shapely thighs, her round butt, and her quivering pussy lips, all covered in stark white fur. The only thing off was the fur around her sex: it was covered in the warm golden urine that she had been trying so hard to hold in, the same liquid that was still leaking out of her urethra in small spurts every few seconds.

She blushed deeply in the sudden realization of what she was doing, but she was too far along to quit now. She tried to squat down, but the skirt was too big to force all the way up, as she realized just a little too late, and it kept her legs from spreading out as she wanted them too. Suddenly she heard something outside and it caused her to panic. She dropped the skirt and let it fall back down to cover her legs. The noise passed, someone had simply walked by without entering, but the damage to her short-term sanity was apparent, as she lost her focus while her bladder took advantage. Before she could stop it, a long and powerful stream shot forth, spraying down her legs and underwear, and giving the carpet a good soaking. She desperately put every last milimeter of her remaining strength into stopping it, and it was only just enough to cut the stream down to a tiny trickle, but now she knew that she was out of time.

It was now or never. She could feel it surging through her urethra, her bladder was seconds away from releasing everything. She unzipped her skirt and pulled it down, no longer caring that she was getting it soaked in the trickle of piss that was already leaving her, and squatted down over it and her wet undies. She silently sighed and gave one last effort before giving in completely. She didn't know why. She had already lost.

It happened. She was naked from the waist-down, and urinating all over the carpeted detention hall floor. The Gatomon's piss shot forth wildly from her pussy in an incredible stream. For such a little Digimon, she held back so much. It was flooding and soaking into the carpet, spreading out slowly from where the Digikitty had started her mess. After a moment, her mind calmed down and allowed her body to relax completely, letting loose all of her pent-up liquids at a faster rate. She sighed again, this time in pure relief and pleasure as her spent body allowed nature to take over, spilling the fragrant golden liquid all over the floor below.

Despite the incredible relief that she felt, and the fact that it was so difficult to locate any liquid in a thick carpet, the Gatomon could see that her piss puddle was about to reach her skirt and underwear. She forced her pee-hole shut once again, causing her urine to burn inside her. As much as it stung, for some reason it felt oddly pleasant. She couldn't reflect on it, as her body quickly went from blissful relief to horrible protest, and her tired and stretched muscles had no chance of lasting now. She quickly pulled the damp clothes off of her ankles, but when she tossed them to the side, the sudden arm movement caused her to lose her balance and fall on her bare behind. Naturally, the motions caused by her fall shook her weary muscles until her urethra re-opened and the golden fountain resumed it's powerful spray against the soaked carpet.

Now it was a truly embarrassing image. Gatomon was peeing all over, sitting on the carpet, spread-legged, all her feminine glory exposed and facing directly at a door that any teacher could open if they so pleased. And her bladder was still full enough and muscles weak enough that she couldn't possibly hold it back any more if she tried. The thought that anyone might come in and see her like this, with no way to stop herself, toyed with her mind. It was frightening, sickening, horrifying, disgusting and truly vile. But it was also one of the most arousing things that she had ever known, and it was happening too fast to keep track of. She didn't even realize it, but she had brought a paw up to her pussy, still urinating heavily, and was starting to pleasure herself. It really didn't take much more than a few rubs to bring herself to an orgasm, releasing clear juices that joined the pee that continued to soak into the carpet.

She continued like this for a short time, even gently rubbing her golden liquids into her clearer liquids with her own now-sticky paw, letting the warmth aid her self pleasuring. It wasn't until nearly a minute after she started that her bladder had finally emptied itself and she reached her third consecutive orgasm, but she still wasn't done. The Digikitty leaned back and dipped her fingers into her soaking pink folds, swollen and puffed up from the previous releases of fem juice, not even caring weather or not she got caught. The only thing that mattered now was keeping this wonderful moment going as long as possible. She came, again and again, until finally her body couldn't take any more pleasure, and she was left sprawled out on the floor. She took fast, deep breaths in the attempt to get her energy back. It was the only thing she had the strength or the senses to do at this point.

Her legs were in a V-stance, a stained and exposed private area still facing directly at the door, with a huge mess of urine and vaginal fluids directly between them. She didn't have the energy to get up, so she simply rested there for a few minutes, until finally she could lean up a bit. She looked at the clock.

2:58

She shot up, now terrifyed beyond the capacity for rational thought. Her teacher was coming back in two minutes! Without thinking, she bolted for her clothes and slipped her wet underwear back over her aching pussy, followed by her skirt, which sported a rather large wet patch on the back, from when she couldn't get it all the way off in time. She shakily moved toward the door, starting to feel a little sick from over-exertion and light-headedness, and waited for the Leomon to release her. About a minute later, he returned and unlocked the door. He huffed at her a little, clearly not knowing how to take it easy with a cheater, and stepped out of the way as Gatomon moved into the hallway. She wordlessly started to walk away, but smirked slightly in the knowledge that she had gotten a little revenge, and had a great deal of fun as she did so. And her teacher would find out about it soon enough.

The Leomon caught a whiff of something, causing him to start sniffing the air. He made the connection rather quickly, but it truly confused the hell out of him. He muttered under his breath.

"What smells like cat piss?"

He looked around the detention hall and noticed the wet and sticky mess that Gatomon left. He turned toward where she was going, and saw the stain on the back of her skirt just as she turned a corner. He almost went after her, but something stopped him. He could tell that her pheromones were thick in the air, and of all damn things, it had given him a strong erection.

Gatomon dropped out the next day.