Finally decide that she can't hold it anymore.

Emma's eyes scanned the parking lot frantically, her body still squirming with her need to pee. The pain was unbearable and her crotch was beginning to leak a little. She couldn't hold it anymore, no matter how hard she tried. With a **** glance around, she spotted a large bush in a dark corner of the lot, its leaves and branches a dense tangle of shadows. Without hesitation, she darted towards it, her hands still clutching her crotch as if trying to physically contain the agony.

Reaching the bush, Emma squatted down behind it, trying to shield herself from view. The rough leaves scraped against her skin, but she didn't care. The bush was a meager hiding spot, but it would have to do. The darkness seemed to swallow her whole, a tiny oasis of privacy in the vast expanse of the parking lot.

With a sigh of relief, Emma finally let go, feeling the warm urine flow out of her body. The sensation was almost blissful, her bladder finally emptying after what felt like an eternity. The stream seemed to go on forever, a steady pulse of release that left her feeling drained but relieved. As she crouched there, the sound of her own urination was the only thing she could hear, a strange symphony of relief.

As the last drops fell, Emma felt a mix of emotions: relief, shame, and embarrassment. Here she was; naked, hiding behind a bush in a parking lot, urinating like an animal. It was a humiliating low point, a moment of raw vulnerability she never wanted to experience again. But at least her bladder was no longer torturing her.