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I was backstage with a very cute female black cat. I couldn't quite figure it out, but I was sure I'd seen her before; I just couldn't figure out where I had seen her. What I did know was that she was squirming, as if she had to pee or something. It didn't seem like she had used the bathroom before she arrived

"Are you okay?", I asked. "Do you need to use the bathroom? It's right over there."

"I'm fine," she said.

"Well, alright... Just know that it's there if you ever need it."

I wasn't sure why she was refusing to use the bathroom; maybe she thought it would be rude to run off and use the bathroom? I wouldn't have minded... Although, I also wasn't minding her visible acts of desperation. All the leg-crossing, crotch-grabbing, and butt-wiggling was really getting me. It was a good thing I was wearing particularly tight underwear and loose-fitting pants; my erection would have been quite obvious otherwise.

I grabbed a couple of shot glasses and a bottle of Absolut Vodka and then we sat down on the backstage couch.

"So, umm," she said. "How did the band start?"

"Well, Yiska would start playing the drums, and then I would play guitar over that. It started like that; then we got Shiro to provide a bass line and Kyle to provide vocals and the rest is history."

I poured out a couple of shots of vodka, offering one to the cat. She took one of the shot glasses out of my hand, after which we quickly downed our respective shots.

"Fuck, that's strong..."

"Well, I can get something more to your tastes, if you'd prefer."

"What kind of beer do you have here?"

"Hmm... There should be Blue Moon, Guinness, and Modelo in the fridge."

"Can you bring me a Blue Moon? And also a bottle of water while you're there."

"Sure thing."

I went towards the nearby fridge, getting a bottle of Blue Moon and a bottle of water. I was sure the water would only add to her growing desperation, but I chose not to question it. Besides, all the squirming was cute.

I handed her both bottles as I sat back down; once I got that out of the way, I went to pour myself another shot of vodka. She opened the bottle of beer and started drinking it as quickly as she could. I wondered why she was drinking as much as she could, especially given her current situation, but I didn't want to say anything for fear of annoying her. I was beginning to wonder if she somehow knew of my kink; it's like she was trying to seduce me somehow.

Surely enough, right after she finished the whole bottle of beer, I noticed her hand move to make another crotch grab.

"Oooof... I really have to wee..."

"You should really go use the bathroom."

"It's fine... I can hold it."

"It's always best to be safe, though."

Right as I said that, I noticed she was chugging down the whole bottle of water while pressing down hard on her crotch with her free hand. At this point, I was sure of it; she was deliberately holding it for as long as she possibly could, waiting for her bladder to simply quit holding it all in. I was just trying to figure out how she knew I was into that. Shortly after she was done chugging the water, I saw her squirming and shaking her legs, all while pressing both of her hands into her crotch to keep all those pent-up fluids in. After a few minutes of that, she quickly stood up, crossing her legs while also pressing hard on her crotch.

"Ah! I..."

"You should -"

Before I could suggest she use the restroom, all of a sudden her light blue skinny jeans started to become flooded with all of that urine she had forced to remain in her bladder. Her body just gave up, and now she was paying the price with her accident visible for anyone to see upon taking even the quickest glance down at her jeans. The poor thing didn't even bring anything to change into, so she wasn't going to be able to avoid the public humiliation.

"Nnnn....", she said as the flooding into her jeans stopped.

"Oh... Are you okay?"

"Yeah... I'm f-fine..."

"Shiro might have something that you can change into -"

"No need..."

All of a sudden, she moved to unzip my pants, after which she simultaneously pulled off my pants and my underwear, allowing my erection to stand to attention. She started playing with my penis, moving my restored foreskin up and down the glans.

"See... I heard you're a dirty, dirty black-and-gray fennec who likes to watch ladies and gents wee themselves," she said, her British accent becoming even more obvious on her use of the word "wee".

"Uhh... Where did you hear that?"

"When you and the band were in London, I saw you purchasing a manga... Which was full of nothing but pants wetting scenes."

"... Okay, I definitely remember doing that... But how did you just happen to catch me buying it?"

"I was the cashier on duty when you were buying it."

Everything made sense now; I _had_seen her in London when I was buying that lewd item, and now I knew both where I had seen her and how she knew what I was into. Still, kind of strange that she would travel all the way to another continent just to seduce me with that. These events playing out made no sense to me; why couldn't she have just waited until we were all in London again? Why wouldn't she have brought something to change into if she planned on enticing me with an involuntary wetting?

Suddenly, she slipped out of her soaking wet jeans, revealing her pussy, which was particularly wet and glistening from having totally soaked her jeans. She got on top of me, getting my penis into her wet pussy.

All of a sudden, I found myself in a familiar hotel room. A familiar single-bed room, with a familiar green-maned and red-eyed Zoroark cuddled up to me. I looked under the covers to find no sort of nocturnal emission or bedwetting or anything, but I did take note that my penis was still very obviously circumcised.

"Shit," I thought. "I was dreaming..."

I got up out of the bed, with Kyle quickly awakening, having noticed my exit.

"Pat, are you okay?", he asked.

"I'm fine... I just, had this really weird dream. Our band made it big, and there was this British girl seducing me. She somehow knew everything I was into."

"Oh, it's alright... Just get back to sleep."

"I... Think I'm gonna go walk around in the hotel for a bit. Need to clear my mind."

"Well, okay."

I walked out of the hotel room wearing only my birthday suit and only carrying a flask of vodka. As I took a big drink from the flask, I glanced upon a female black cat. It was uncanny; she looked exactly like the one in my dream.

"Hey," she said, her British accent even lining up with the dream. "You're Patrick, right?"

"Yeah... You can just call me Pat. How did you know my name?"

"You and your band came to London recently," she said. "Sorry. You can call me Nyx."

"Okay, Nyx... We're not that famous, so that doesn't answer my question."

"You... Bought something. You had to be carded for it, and I just kind of remembered your name"

"Okay, well... That's a little weird..."

"How about you spend a little time in my room?"