The Villager was walking around, looking for fossils to dig up.
Tangy was near by. Suddenly, she perked up, and started jogging towards him.
"What is it, Tangy?" he asked her.
"Well, since you're the best mayor ever, I got you a lil gift!" And she handed him a leaf. It was... a potty?!
"I hope you like it!" She smiled and skipped away.
"I don't even need this. Might as well sell it to Reese," The Villager shrugged and put it in his pocket.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX ONE WEEK LATER... XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
The Villager's house was quiet. Picture this: the paw print wallpaper, bare floor, a TV, modern couch, a lantern, and locker. Picture them wherever you want in the room.
BANG!
The door burst open.
The Villager is right there. a Pepto Bismol color is painted on his cheeks (I call that color "prissy pink"). Tears dripped down his face. His thighs were squeezed together, and his feet were dancing in place. His hands were squeezed around his dick. On the front of his shirt, just above his dick, a bulge the size of an upside cereal bowl bulged out.
If you couldn't tell, he has to pee.
He hasn't gone in 8 hours.
He drank 3 pints of water.
Imagine the desperation. That was a trick question. He was so desperate, you can't. People have peed themselves out of desperation, but this was worse. Much, much, much worse. He wanted to hold onto his pride, so he held on for as long as possible. He was so full, he could barely walk. On a scale of 1 to 10 on the pain scale, it was about a 50. His pants were slightly soaked because of leaks.
"I can't do it!" He thought to himself.
He thought he could get relief, but then he remembered.
He sold the toilet 3 days ago.
In his defense, he really wanted that TV.
"GOD DAMMIT!" He managed to say, then another spurt escaped him.
He couldn't simply go behind a tree. There was going to be fireworks tonight, and everyone was out.
Then he remembered.
The potty. He forgot to sell it.
Without thinking, he moved a little bit into the house, then slammed it. No time for locking it. He'll have to risk it.
He grabbed it from his pocket and threw it. The familiar duck appeared.
The Villager almost ripped his pants and underwear off. The second they were off, the long, hot stream of piss started coming out full-force. Grasping his dick, he tried to stem off the flow as he dashed to the potty and plonked down. Piss exploded from his cock, some ending up on the floor, some in the potty.
HIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS...
He moaned in pleasure. Oh good God, this was better than any masturbating he ever done. This was better than when he accidentally saw the Wii Fit Trainer's tits while she was changing. Steam leaked out.
Suddenly he could feel the heat of the piss on his butt.
He wasn't even done yet! Not even close!
"Oh fuck..." He whimpered.
The Villager pinched off, then has to decide what to do.
His stomach was still bulging out, and he didn't think he could get outside in time.
He has no choice. He finished off in the corner. But he didn't have the energy to stand because he held on for so long. So he sat down with his legs spread. He was hard from relief, so the piss shot straight out. A light smell filled the room.
His eyes were closed from pleasure, his mouth hanging open. The euphoria caused some drool to leak out of his mouth.
Finally, he finished. It took 3 minutes.
He pulled his shorts back on. The crotch, unfortunately, was soaked. He pulled on some new ones.
"How am I gonna clean this up?" he thought angrily.
