Pressure

Back at home, I noticed a new problem. I had to piss very badly, since I had not gone since the garage sale in fear of having to deal with my new parts. The nearest toilet was our small guest bathroom next to the front door. I stormed off, again not really thinking about my condition. Inside the bathroom, I closed the door after me, put the toilet lid up and opened my zip, but all my fingers got to grab were the frilly panties I discovered previously. “Shit, I almost forgot!” I put the seat back down, discarded my pants and sat down on my soft bubble butt. In front of me, I could see myself in the mirror on the door. My legs were slightly parted and I could see the lips between my legs were slightly split open, revealing the pink inside of my new organ. I just let go and soon heard the urine splashing against the toilet bowl. After I finished, I was about to pull my pants back up, when I noticed some urine still dripping from my vagina. I got a sheet of toilet paper and carefully dried it up, while trying not to get aroused again.