Clara drinks your pee

Despite your initial hesitation, Clara's suggestion seems more appealing by the second. Another wave of pressure hits you, making your decision for you.

"Alright," you say shakily. "Let's do it."

Clara nods solemnly. "Okay. Let's move over here behind the couch." She leads you to a relatively private area of the room, though still visible to anyone who walks in. "Pull down your pants, please."

With trembling hands, you comply, revealing your wet undergarments. Clara gently tugs them off completely, leaving you exposed. Your cheeks burn with embarrassment, but the ache in your bladder overrides any modesty concerns.

She carefully grasps your penis and aims it at her mouth, looking directly into your eyes. "Now, just let loose and I'll make sure to not spill a drop."

You nod nervously, feeling your face flush further. As you prepare to let go, you realize that you've never peed as a futa before and panic sets in once again.

"I-I don't know how to control which one pees!" you stammer, mortified. "This is all so new to me!"

Clara's expression softens immediately. "Oh shit, I didn't think of that. Being a futanari is a new experience for you right now." She pauses, considering other options. "Wait... if I get your cock hard, it'll make it harder to pee from there. So everything should come out of your snatch instead. Do you want to try that?"

Though embarrassed, you appreciate her quick thinking. You nod frantically, willing to try anything at this point.

Clara drops to her knees in front of you, positioning herself between your legs. Her fingers wrap around your shaft, stroking slowly. Despite your discomfort, your body responds eagerly, growing stiff beneath her touch.

Once you're fully erect, Clara leans forward, placing her lips against your pussy. "Go ahead," she whispers encouragingly. "Just let it flow."

At first, it feels unnatural, like trying to urinate backwards. But after a few moments, your body begins to respond, trickling forth a weak stream. As Clara continues to stimulate your cock, keeping it rigid, the flow increases gradually, pouring into her waiting mouth.

The relief is indescribable - finally, your bladder empties itself without fear of consequences. It takes several minutes, given how much liquid had accumulated, but Clara remains steadfast, drinking every last drop from your pussy.

As the final trickle subsides, Clara withdraws slightly, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Better?"

As the last droplets leave your body, you can't help but marvel at Clara's skillful assistance. The way she expertly manipulated your body, ensuring that you relieved yourself safely and discreetly...it almost seemed too natural for someone doing it for the first time.

You glance down at Clara, noticing that her own bulge appears slightly larger than when you started talking. A faint blush creeps up her neck, confirming your suspicions.

"Well, um..." Clara says awkwardly, breaking the silence. "I guess we could talk some more or watch TV till the next unlock time comes around. Or maybe take a nap? Whatever helps you'd prefer..."