The effeminate man just stood on the royally-decorated chair wearing a flamboyant expensive costume which contained of a long pink cape , high-healed black over-knee boots , white tight pants and long red earrings.
His hair wasn't tight in a pony-tail anymore , flowing neatly on his shoulders.
Cronos was now posing as a model and waited for the painters to draw him.
He obviously looked gorgeous , but standing as a model for so many hours was exhausting , boring and his limbs were beginning to hurt.
He also developed a strong need to use the little boys's room.
Cronos knew bathrooms breaks weren't allowed during posing as a model and what was worse was that he couldn't even move to fidget or struggle.
He actually had his legs crossed for the picture and that helped a bit.
Cronos mentally scolded himself for not going to the restroom before coming to pose as a model for the picture.
A hot strain of pee began pouring down his leg and dribbling into his boots.
He tried to stop it from coming but couldn't.
Then , the sheer stream of pee turned into a gushing audible flow.
All the three painters turned their head in disgust.
Poor Cronos hanged his head in shame , being beyond embarrassed for causing the huge puddle of pee that formed beneath his feet.