Chapter 13

It was Monday so back to school for more exams. Mum brought us in tea so we sat up. Mum paid no attention to our noisy peeing in to our bed as we drunk our tea.

Mum informed us. “Colin has finished his exams now so will be coming to stay on Wednesday. I know you still have some more exams to do so don’t let Colin staying here distract you from your studies, and be nice to him. I heard you call him ‘specky’ and I don’t want any of that. He has had laser surgery since that photo was taken you saw on Facebook, so does not even wear glasses now.”

It was a bit naughty of us to be having prejudicial thoughts about our stepbrother before even meeting him, but he was a bit silly to post that picture on Facebook where all could see it.

We got ready for school as usual in our uniforms, went down stairs where dad peed on mum and us before we had breakfast, and then mum brushed the white crystals off of our hockey skirts where they had been hanging up all weekend with drying pee on them.

We had our hockey P.E. assessment first. Bryony was there with some other girls to make up the numbers which was cool. We got changed, and managed to convince Bryony to play without knickers on. In the heat of play it was hard to tell which bare bottom I was seeing as skirts flew up, but I don’t think that Miss Jenkins realised that there was another knickerless girl on the team. I was a bit disappointed that the hockey pitch we used had no spectators at all.

At half time Erica and I were chatting with Bryony. “Did you enjoy the game?” I asked her.

“It was fun.” Bryony answered. “I was so engrossed I forgot completely that I was knickerless, but now I think about it I felt a lot more liberated. It is so much more comfortable and unrestricting.”

Erica started to pee down her legs. “So much more convenient too.” She said.

I started to pee down my legs too, and pointed to Erica’s ankles so that Bryony would notice the pee starting to discolour Erica’s socks.

Erica spoke again. “I love warm pee on my feet. Mmmm...”

Bryony noticed. “I don’t think I could do that. In the changing room is one thing, but...”

We left it at that.

After the game ended we went back to the changing room.

I suggested to Bryony. “Try it now before we shower, the only way you know if you will enjoy wetting yourself fully clothed is to try it.”

I peed a little down my legs as a demonstration.

I said. “Take your boots off if you are worried about them, borrow mine if you like!”

Bryony said. “What, you mean pee in your boots?”

I started to take off my hockey boots and reassured her. “Of course. They will be fine. In the army they pee in their boots to soften the leather, boots will be O.K.”

Bryony took her boots off and put on mine.

Bryony noticed the wetness. “It feels funny putting on wet boots.”

Bryony stood for a few seconds, then a little trickle of pee started to run down her leg.

“Just relax.” I encouraged. “Let it go and feel the warmth. The harder you pee the hotter it feels.

I heard hissing and pee started to cascade down Bryony’s legs.

Erica asked. “How does it feel now?”

Bryony stopped peeing as a puddle started to form around her feet.

“It is lovely and warm.”

“Excellent.” Erica said.

Bryony sat down and took off my boots, and started to undress. We all undressed and showered.

After showering Bryony was about to put her knickers back on.

I said. “Leave them off. They are not going to expel you in the middle of exams for being knickerless! Here have a pair of stockings.”

I passed Bryony my spare pair of hold-up stockings. Bryony tucked her knickers and tights in her kit bag and got dressed in her school uniform, properly knickerless just like Erica and me, and with stockings.

We stayed with Bryony for lunch, and never spoke about pee at all, just discussing trigonometry and simultaneous equations since we all found them hard and knew that they would crop up in the afternoon exam.

On the way to the exam hall we were just coming up to the toilet when Bryony said. “I am just popping in here...”

Erica said. “I don’t think that will be necessary.”

I said. “We are going to be wetting ourselves during the exam.”

Bryony looked startled and stopped walking. “What, you are going to wet yourselves on purpose in the exam when you could go to the toilet?”

Erica and I said. “Yes.”

I added. “Just skip the toilet. You don’t have to wet yourself, but, if you get a bit desperate, you can do like us and just wet yourself to get more comfortable. It is not like you are intending to wet yourself on purpose of anything.”

Erica added. “If you do need to pee, just tuck your legs under and pee gently so that no one knows.”

We walked purposefully past the door to the toilet, and Bryony followed us to the exam hall.

As before we sat in alphabetical order, with Erica and I either side of Bryony.