A Loli's ENF Adventure/Luneiris/Pee/Tankard
She couldn't take it anymore. She needed relief, and she needed it now.
Setting the tankard on a crate next to her, Luna undid the drawstrings of her trousers and slid them down her slender legs. Thankfully the ankles weren't very tight and she was able to yank the fabric over her boots with ease. Now all she was wearing was her blue tunic that just barely covered her buttocks and, without her trousers, looked more like a dress a few sizes too small. Throwing the crumpled up garment on the crate she grabbed the tankard and spread her legs before squatting down.
She lifted her tunic, showing off the barely-there white stubble of her first pubic hairs, and held the mug under her pussy not a moment too soon, as the floodgates opened the moment she got down. Finally not needing to worry about holding it in Luna closed her eyes and leaned her head back as she let out a long sigh. Almost immediately the wind picked up, and although it added to the heavenly feeling she was in, Luna raised the mug until the cold, metallic rim was flush against her skin, encircling her pussy, so the wind wouldn't blow her pee around. It was a strange feeling that sent a delightful shiver up her spine.
Luna had never felt as good as she had on this night here, bottomless in a alleyway, peeing into a cup. Despite the circumstance she hoped this moment would last forever...
Then a light turned on.
Luna jolted in surprise, almost cause some of her urine to slosh out of the mug, and opened her eyes, only to snap then back shut as she was blinded, her eyes still adjusted for night-vision. Slowly opening them again, her eyes quickly began adjusting and she could make out a lantern through the window across from her, one of those kind with special glass that amplifies the light inside tenfold. She could also make out a blurry figure in the window, and as her eyes finished adjusting she could see that it was a young boy, at most 10 in human years, rubbing his eyes as he yawned. After yawning he blinked and looked out the window.
Right at Luna.
The boy must still be tried because his eyes didn't go wide and his jaw didn't dramatically fall open. He just stood there, transfixed with the sight before him of a bottomless dark elf close to his age peeing into a tankard outside his window in the middle of the night. By the light of her lantern he could clearly see her pussy lips and the steady stream of lilac-tinted pee (yes, dark elf urine was lilac instead of yellow) pouring into the mug. Luna couldn't see it, but a very noticeable tent had formed in his sleep trousers that had nothing to do with morning wood.
Luna couldn't believe what was happening. She was beyond embarrassed, she was humiliated, she was terrified. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears, all the way to the tips, and felt immense heat rise to her cheeks as a darker lilac shade dusted her face. This boy had a front row seat looking straight at her pussy, and not only that, he was seeing her pee! She wanted to stop but the magical effects of the beer wouldn't let her. Wanting to end this now the poor elf forced herself to pee harder, her abdomen visibly contracting to push out all the urine. Unfortunately, to the boy it looked like she was purposefully trying to continue peeing for him as they had maintained eye contact this whole time, the thought of which made his little dick twitch.
They stayed like that for a few more uncomfortable seconds before, mercifully, the effects of the beer wore off and Luna finished peeing. Glancing down Luna almost did a double-take when she saw that the tankard was filled nearly to the brim. Looking back to the boy she slowly rose back up, using the wall to support her, until she was standing straight and her tunic fell back down to hide her girlhood. After another moment of uneasy silence she held her index finger to her mouth, her eyes pleading with him to stay quiet. The boy looked at her some more before slowly nodding and giving a thumbs up, sending a wave of relief through the girl.
Luna still needed to put on her trousers, however, and was starting to worry he wouldn't leave, but thankfully a call from inside his house got his attention and he closed his shutters, leaving her alone at last. Part of her wanted to sob, to cry, to crawl into a hole and never come out. Thankfully, she was able to reassure herself that it was just one boy, and he promised to keep quiet. Granted, she still felt completely and utterly embarrassed, and a random boy saw her both her pussy and her peeing, but that she had to live with. Hanging her head with a sigh she reached for her trousers.
They weren't there.
As if things couldn't get any worse, now her trousers were gone. She was about to upend the whole crate to find them when she remembered. The wind. The wind must've carried her bottoms away. Which means they were long gone now. As much as the thought made all those negative feelings come surging back, she knew staying here and fretting wasn't an option when the house before her was awake, even if the alternative meant running around in just a tunic and boots.
What was a human boy his age even doing waking up at this hour anyways?
With that thought on her mind she, rather reluctantly, began to carefully move down the alleyway, bottomless and holding a full tankard of her own urine, freshly dispensed. Her mission was now twofold: dispose of her pee (she saw pouring it on the ground to be no better than an animal) and tankard, and find some new trousers.
What's her next destination?