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This story was written for SilverGatomon as part of my Patreon request days for March 2018. It contains F/Solo masturbation and watersports related content in a public place. <3

200 by Lunchtime

Judy felt great.

Two hundred tickets before noon. Well, two hundred and one if you included her own buggy. And on top of that, she'd gotten to help out a single dad down on his luck, and meet the sweetest, cutest little cub in the process. Even now, thinking of the pup's adorable elephant suit, it brought a smile to Judy's face and a warmth to her heart.

Of course, there was one thing that the rabbit had neglected thus far. One aspect of this thoroughly pleasant first day on the job that Judy hadn't fully attended to as she should have. Even as she watched Nick, the thoroughly pleasant and articulate fox, turn the corner and out of sight with his cub and their giant jumbo pop, she felt a sharp pang run through her body. An intense sensation not of pain exactly, but a frantic, desperate reminder of something that had been present in her head for honestly the majority of the morning.

At around ten o'clock, Judy had realised that she needed to use the bathroom. At that point however she had only been fifty or so tickets in, and hadn't wanted to stop until she was much further along.

By eleven that same morning, Judy had been pretty desperate, but she hadn't let that stop her. She was already more than half way to her goal, and she was an adult. Hell, she was a cop, a figure of moral authority with a host of training and discipline at her disposal. She could hold it. She had to hold it.

By the time her two hundred and first ticket had been filled out, though she had been so excited to succeed in her task that in the moment she had barely acknowledged the desperation beginning to radiate out from her swollen bladder, she knew she didn't have long. She had to get to a bathroom now, perhaps one in the ice-cream parlour across the street. But of course, no sooner had her eyes been drawn in that direction, she had seen him. The fox. Her instincts had gone into overdrive, and from that point onward the following five minutes or so had been taken up with official business, Judy refusing to let something as ridiculous as her need to use the bathroom allowing an injustice to befall some good, honest citizens of Zootopia.

And now, as a result of helping the fox and his son out, she felt incredible. Right up until the moment where she felt a surge of unbearable, uncontrollable desperation from her bladder, and realised that she wasn't just pushing her luck any more. She had already pushed it, and pushed it way, way too far. Thus all that remained, all that was left for the rabbit was to reap the consequences of ignoring her body's needs.

"O-ohh no..."

Judy whimpered as she felt a brief gush, the smallest squirt of urine escape her bladder and out into the panties which lay within her tight police uniform. Her eyes bulged, and she clamped her inner muscles down feverishly as she glanced down at herself. To her horror, there was a wet spot. It was small, almost imperceptible, but it was there. She looked back to the ice cream parlour, shuddering and curling her toes against the concrete floor as the dam creaked and groaned inside of herself, the leak already sprung but being plugged by the last residual moments of Judy's willpower. The rabbit knew she could make it there, and probably into the restroom before she lost control. But they knew here there. They would see her rushing in, and if even one patron or member of staff saw the wet spot on her uniform... or, god, if she didn't make it, if the bathroom was being used and she had to queue? No. No, she couldn't risk it.

As fast as her legs could carry her, stumbling and trembling from ear-tip to toes as she raced across the road, Judy darted back to her buggy. From its rear compartment she dragged a small bag, her emergency kit which amongst other things contained a second uniform just in case she got her first one at all dirty before reporting back to Chief Bogo that afternoon. From there, thighs quaking with the effort of keeping her inner muscles tightly clenched, she looked frantically around for anywhere, any other shop that might have a free and publicly available restroom in which she could relieve herself and change. She whimpered under her breath, feeling her face and her inner ears flushing crimson. There was nowhere. Nothing. Oh god. Nothing, except... an alleyway. Could she? Dare she?

Her muscles gave way, and Judy held back a strangled wail of relief as she bolted for the alleyway. She had no choice, because she wasn't just concerned about a drip, about a single wet spot any more. She had delayed for too long, she had tried to hold back nature's call for longer than it would allow itself to be restrained, and now... now she wasn't just close. She wasn't just on the verge of a terrible, embarrassing accident. She was in the midst of one.

She could feel her piss flowing freely, gushing out of her and into the fabric of her panties and the uniform beyond it as she darted into the darkness of the alleyway. She threw herself into a small alcove beside some large and thankfully empty dumpsters, tossing her bag to the ground and throwing herself against the wall. Judy panted, whimpered, clawed and scrabbled at the brickwork before her as with a deep and feverish gurgle she ceased holding anything back, letting loose the flood of her urine into her clothes without any further restraint. She felt the warm wetness running down the insides of her legs. She felt it pooling around her twitching toes. Her face burned scarlet. She was so ashamed, so humiliated to have wet herself like some child not yet fully toilet trained. To have ruined one of her uniforms on her very first day on the beat due to her own poor timekeeping and arrogant drive to excel at even the most mundane of challenges.

As her urine continued to flow however, and as her face continued to glow brightly with embarrassment, there was another feeling intermingled with that shameful awareness of her wetting. Something that Judy had tried to leave behind in Bunnyburrows. Something that she had tried to leave behind in the ZPD academy. She'd never felt it in this context before of course, because to date she had never before wet herself as an adult or at any time since her youngest years. But in that moment, for whatever bizarre and lewdly unfathomable reason, Judy felt her undeniably and stereotypically high gear bunny libido erupt with excitement.

She was wetting herself. Pissing through her ZPD uniform in public, and if she wanted to clean up and continue her day's duty without anyone noticing, she would have to strip off her clothes and expose herself in this dark, big city alleyway just to dress herself in new, clean clothes.

What a naughty rabbit she was.

What a lewd, horny bunny she was.

Judy shuddered and grunted as she reached down almost without thinking, and rubbed at the front of her warm, soaking wet and sodden crotch, pressing two fingers against her pussy through the glistening, damp and urine scented material. Her mind immediately burst forth with all sorts of images from her past. The orgy upon the far the day before she'd left for the academy, dozens of her friends and older siblings and indeed her parents too clustered around her, giving her the send-off of a lifetime. The many, many nights at the ZPD academy when she'd found herself in another trainee's bunk. Trying so many new species. So many men, so many women. On her knees in the toilet block, gurgling around a thick cock stuffed through a glory hole she found herself attending with ever increasing frequency as all around her she heard rumours of the sweetest muzzle and the tightest pussy available for any trainee to sample, no strings attached.

Now, instead, she found those memories giving way to fantasies of what could be instead. Her mind reeled with memories of the night before, feverishly humping her pillow as she listened to her next door neighbours bellowing and fucking for hours at night. Her head span as she imagined being caught like this, caught right now with her paw grinding at her urine-soaked crotch, pleasuring herself shamelessly as some guy... maybe that fox from the ice cream parlour, wandered into the alleyway to take a leak himself. With his cock already being fished out, he'd see her. She'd see him, and... and then...

Judy's eyes bulged as she realised what she was fantasising about. As she realised that without even thinking about it she was imagining being plucked up in the arms of that larger fox, and fucked right there in the alleyway. Her uniform not just tugged down but torn, ripping the crotch open and tearing her piss-stained panties away so the fox could get at her. Snarling. Howling. Biting at her neck tenderly as he plunged himself deep into her.

With one hand pressed feverishly to her crotch and the other slapped across her own muzzle, Judy muffled the shriek of pure ecstasy that escaped her as she imagined the fox cumming in her. Snarling as he filled her writhing little body with his cum, using her like the naughty, smutty bunny she was. A final spray of urine erupted from her pussy as she lost all control of her senses, mindlessly bucking and humping at her own feverishly masturbating paw. Her eyes rolled back, and she let loose a thankfully stifled scream as a moment later she felt a very different surge of wetness, and was thrust headlong into the throes of orgasm as she added several potent gushes of orgasmic ejaculation to her already urine-soaked uniform.

A minute later, Judy was stripping off her soaking, urine-scented clothes from the waist down and blushing, nibbling bashfully and yet excitedly upon her bottom lip as she felt a cool breeze whip around her damp fur. She knew she should have immediately dried herself off, and put the new, clean spare uniform back on before anyone even had the chance to see her. But instead, she lingered. She leaned back against the brickwork, legs spread to avoid the wet puddle of her own urine below, and spread her pussy lips open within the dark alleyway. Showing off to no-one, to herself and herself alone, but still giggling and whimpering at the lewdness, the deliciously fun naughtiness of the act.

A few minutes after that, she was dry and clothed once more, though not entirely unable to shift the scent of urine from her furred fingers or her legs. She knew that she'd need to shower when she got back to the ZPD headquarters, and whimpered as she wondered if anyone else might be there to shower with her, only to shut down that thought before she could start making herself damp all over again.

And finally, another minute after that, Judy was emerging from the alleyway once more. Throwing her bag and the damp clothes held within a sealed, airtight evidence pack into the rear of the buggy.

She might have achieved her goal of 200 tickets by lunchtime, but her day's work was still far from over. And now, refreshed and reinvigorated by her release in the alleyway, there was nothing stopping her from getting right back to work.

Nor, indeed, was there anything stopping her from using the coming hours of traffic duty to think more about how horny she had gotten in the alleyway... and how surprisingly fun, how thrilling it had been to imagine being fucked by a fox.

By Jeeves

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