It was an average Tuesday late afternoon, not a cloud in the sky, and that particularly scenic part of day where the golden sun began casting shadows. It made sense that the average cub was happily out of class and either relaxing at home prepared for evening cartoons or playing outside in the perfect lukewarm weather. Unfortunately, little Noel Valarie—Nova as he preferred, wasn’t the average cub. 

	Behind his blinding poodle fluff, Nova looked out the school windows with longing. He was stuck in afterschool, like he was for hours most days after class, waiting for his mother to pick him up after work. Most of the other cubs in afterschool were older and from other classes, they barely paid the small poodle any mind, and Nova felt too shy to ask to join the bigger boys’ games. Thus, he had little to occupy himself with other than the problems in his study book and getting up for the occasional (frequent) carton of apple juice.  

	He shivered and crossed his legs under the table. He’s had to go to the bathroom for a while now, all that juice sloshing away inside him. But with all the big cubs sitting near the door playing a card game, he was afraid to ask to go. They’d probably pause their game make fun of his weird jittery walk, or being so small, or his girly looking poodle bangs. No, he could hold it until they moved elsewhere…he hoped.

	For now, he might as well keep working on his study book…Hmmm, he hovered his pencil over the book, he couldn’t stop his paw from shaking. He squeezed his thighs together and forced the lead to paper. He didn’t need it go that bad…he could wait. Although his continuing shivers said otherwise. A growl rose in his throat, annoyed at his overdramatic nerves making a display. He looked around before slipping a paw down to his crotch. He blushed, no one saw that, he didn’t have to go that bad…

	“Noel dear,” The pup flinched at a tap on his shoulder. He turned to see Ms. Franklin, a bunny who served as the school librarian, along with two other slightly older boys, a hyena and a squirrel. “You’re looking a little bored, would you like to help us bring some new books down from the library?”

	Nova smiled, he really liked the school library. Plenty of colorful books teaching facts of the world, the figurines of dinosaurs and planes, and that one dictionary with bad words! A little trip there sounded like fun. “Ok.” He nodded. His small voice and blinding fluff hid his true excitement. It made him forget about the growing pressure below until he stood up.

	Instantly, gravity forced his watery payload towards its exit. After just one step Nova stumbled and leaned on the table with a paw between his pressed thighs. But just as soon as it had arrived, the pang subsided as his bladder readjusted to its new position. He gasped at the tight but manageable pressure. He looked around, cheeks burning, but luckily for him, no one noticed the small pup’s mini-spasm. Embarrassment, and pants flooding averted. He took shaky steps to follow along.

	Walking down the hallway, the excitement of going to the library took back over. Perhaps that’s what added an extra pep to his step. “Ms. Franklin,” The hyena boy piped up. “I have to go to the bathroom!” The group paused and that pep suddenly became a heavy weight.

	“That’s Ok, just meet us upstairs when you’re finished.” She replied warmly. Nova frowned watching him skitter off to the boy’s room. He shook thinking of how he should, no, needed to go too. But…hmmmm, his body stiffened up trying not to grab himself or squirm. It would be weird to go in right after another boy, the older cubs would think he’s freak. Just gotta hold it till they get back. As they started down the hall again, Nova walked with a subtle sway in his hips, and kept his paws awfully tight to his sides. 

	On the way up the stairs, Nova took that opportunity of privacy to put a paw on his crotch. Though it didn’t help against the motion of climbing those steps. Each lift of his leg gave his bladder a slight squeeze, sending the poor pup a rhythmic numbing ache. When they finally reached the second floor, he let out a gasp from the angry tingles down below, echoes from the jostling it just received. 

Outside of the stairwell, he no longer had the freedom to hold himself away of judging eyes. He took a meek breath through his nose to brace himself and released his crotch midstride. Hng! Immediately hot drips of spurted into his underwear. His whole body jolted, and he bit his tongue to hold back a yelp. O-oh, gosh! He strained, balling his paws into fists, his steps growing more stiff and awkward as he willed his body to stop. 

It took all his power and more not to whine or cry out, it hurt so much. He walked slightly doubled over and near limping, but with Ms. Franklin and the older squirrel in front, they didn’t notice his plight. Tears started to well in his eyes, he didn’t know if he could make it back downstairs at this point. The only thing that could give him hope right now would be–the library!

They’re here! Oh, that brought out the hyper in that shy pup. Suddenly he was bouncing through the room, his tail whipping its puff balls back and forth. From the dinosaur figurines to the bad word dictionary, to the picture book on airplanes. His feet couldn’t keep still. He’d pace in place, doing little shimmies picking out one book, and flip through it while speed walking to the next, and repeating the cycle. It was like his little body was gonna burst if he didn’t see everything there was to see. Though, the one thing he couldn’t pick up was the big globe in the corner. The model of the world had a diameter that was almost his height, no zooming around with that. His curiosity got the best of him as he brought his steps to a halt and tried to spot their city on it. It took a few seconds, he had barely managed to turn the globe before his body caught up with him. 

Nova gasped feeling the warning trembles, before a sudden sharp stab in his bladder. He whipped his paws to his crotch, but it was too late. A flow had already started, and his wet undies squished under his grip. He could feel the droplets going down his thighs. His legs shook, his mouth quivered, his heart was in his throat, and he was on the verge of bawling. But no…no, he didn’t completely pee his pants. 

He swallowed back those tears and stood straight. With his back facing the rest of the room, no one could tell he was holding himself, he’s just gotta act normal. So, he stood, trying to squint through watery eyes at the globe, waiting for the panic and pangs to settle down…he can make it. He’s just as normal—and maybe even as…c-cool, yeah, cool!—as those older boys. Just looking, normally, at the globe, nothing to laugh at over he- “Noel,” Nova flinched at his name again.

“Y-yes M-Ms. Franklin?”

“Think you can help with the books?” The hyena boy caught up to them from the bathroom…bet he feels better. He along with the other boy and Ms. Franklin were each holding a box of new books, waiting for Nova to grab the final one on the table. He gulped as he stiffly walked over. This is his chance to not only prove himself cool and normal, but also strong, and helpful! Ok, Ok, he can do this…

Nova grabbed hold of the box…it was heavier than it looked. The instant he lifted it off the table his world came crashing down. He froze and yipped. A sharp pain ripped through him and quickly gave way to a soothing numbness, a different sweeter sensation than earlier, as his bladder finally burst. He sniffled and whined feeling his undies heat up, his private parts flooding in recycled apple juice. A warm waterfall rained down his uniform shorts, flowing down the bare skin on his legs, and quickly puddling on the floor. Well…he didn’t have to go anymore. But he needed a bath now…and new pants…and while not absolutely necessary, having his mommy would be nice too.

“Ewwww!”

“Ms. Franklin, Noel’s peeing!”

“Oh, Noel…” She sighed as the little puppy before her started to cry.