Lori and Lincoln strolled through the bustling Great Lake City Mall. Lincoln had once more come over to visit her. and that meant they had a lot of catching up to do.
"So are you still gonna continue studying?" Lincoln asked.
"I've literally been considering taking a gap year. But enough about that. What about you, Linky? How's the House holding up?" Lori questioned. Earning a grin from Lincoln.
"Oh, you know, the usual. Leni tried to vacuum the lawn again and Lisa...well, she accidentally turned the living room into a zero-gravity chamber for an afternoon."
Lori and Lincoln picked up their pace, heading back to Lori's car (Or Eliza) . Her iced coffee had been completely consumed as she listened to Lincoln go on about something he and Clyde did. They hopped into the car and with a roar, the car's engine came to life. they drove off, Lori's destination? Royal Woods. Taking Lincoln back to The Loud House.
Lori's car cruised down the highway, the warm, late-afternoon sun casting long shadows on the road.
"So then Rusty tried to flirt with a girl after growing another strand of hair on his face. It went about as well as you'd expect." Lincoln said. Earning a giggle from Lori.
With three hours of driving separating Fairway University from Royal Woods, there was still ample time for the siblings to catch up. But despite the amount of stories they had. it didn't take long for things to get boring. Roughly half an hour had passed since they left GLC. Lincoln had reached for one of his comic books. Lori tapped her fingers on the steering wheel in tune with the music.
Another ten minutes went by and the car had become mostly silent. Lori's eyes were still focused on the road, but her mind was beginning to drift to a different issue, one that was becoming increasingly hard to ignore. A mild discomfort had begun to build up into her abdomen. Lori winced slightly, regretting her decision to order that large iced coffee during their trip at the mall. And with roughly two more hours to go until they reached Royal Woods, she had some time to endure.
Lori shifted in her seat, first crossing her legs at the ankles, then uncrossing them. Her right hand slid to her abdomen, pressing gently to try and alleviate the growing pressure. She adjusted her posture once more, taking another deep breath
"You've literally got this," she thought, reassuring herself as best she could.
Two more hours, she thought, her eyes on the road but her mind elsewhere. She could handle that.
The clock on the dashboard blinked, showing that another 15 minutes had passed. Lori remained focused on the road ahead, doing her best to push down the rising discomfort. Her eyes briefly shifted to the passenger seat where Lincoln, comic book now resting on his lap, had drifted off to sleep.
She redirected her eyes back on the road. Her eyes widened at the sight that unfolded before her. Red brake lights as far as she could see, a long line of cars blocking her path.
"Oh...you are literally kidding me..." she muttered to herself. Of all the times for a traffic jam to occur, Why now? With her hands now resting on her lap, she glanced once again at Lincoln. With a sigh of resignation, Lori leaned back in her seat. Minutes continued to stretch out like hours. She began tapping her foot on the car floor.
Maybe a conversation might divert her attention? Lori picked up her phone and opened her messaging app. She typed out a quick message to Bobby.
"Hey Boo-Boo Bear, How is it going at the Mercado?"
Seconds turned into minutes as she waited for a reply. Finally, her screen lit up with Bobby's response.
"Hey babe, things are crazy busy here. A shipment came in late, and now we're scrambling to get everything sorted."
"Sounds literally like chaos. ! Hang in there, you got this!"
"Yeah, I'm trying. What about you? You and the Little Bro still on the road?"
"Yep, stuck in the worst traffic jam ever."
"Oh no! That sucks, babe. Sorry to hear that."
"Yeah, tell me about it, I'll let you get back to it then." Lori typed back.
Putting her phone down, she sighed. Their brief conversation hadn't done much to distract her from her increasingly pressing matter. A single bead of sweat trickled down her temple, sliding along her cheek before it disappeared. she began rocking back and forth her seat, her body almost involuntarily seeking any form of relief or distraction.
As the minutes passed, each one feeling longer than the last, Lori's situation went from uncomfortable to agonizing. Her bladder was begging for release. Lori tried different postures, shifting her weight forward, then leaning back against the seat. But nothing seemed to work. Seeking any form of distraction, her hand went to the car radio.
"...Come on down to Splash Mountain! Getting soaked has never been more fun!" the enthusiastic announcer's voice declared.
Lori winced. She hurriedly turned the knob, shifting to another channel.
"...and the residents are now dealing with the aftermath of a leak in the house. The entire building is reportedly flooding with..."
With a grimace, she changed the channel once more.
"...and the sound of ocean waves, the rushing tide coming in and out..."
With an annoyed groan, she decided to turn off the radio altogether. Her eyes scanned the endless line of cars. Needing something, anything, to distract her, she checked her phone. Maybe her other friends had something to say that could take her mind of off....
"Looks like the drinking fountains malfunctioned again." A text from Ali read. Attached was a picture of a mortified student, pants soaked after trying to use the aforementioned fountain.
Lori clicked her tongue and continued scrolling. Leading to an Ad.
"ASMR: you are having a picnic next to a flowing river."
Lori groaned and put the phone down. Why did literally everything have to be about water now?
Just then, she heard Lincoln stir next to her. Lori's face contorted with worry. Did her groans wake him up?
Minutes continued to crawl by. The pressure in her bladder was bordering on unbearable now. She glanced at Lincoln, who was yawning and stretching in the passenger seat.
Lori's gaze returned to the road. For the umpteenth time, her eyes landed on the dashboard clock. Another few minutes had passed, but relief seemed as distant as ever. Lori leaned back in her seat, squeezing her eyes shut. By this point, she was beginning to wonder how much longer she could hold on. She glanced over at Lincoln, who now seemed to be starring at her with concern. Lori refocused her eyes on the road, her grip on the steering wheel growing tighter.
"EEP!"
Suddenly, a small drop escaped. Lori's eyes went wide, panic flooding over her. Her muscles tightened.
"No, no, no," she muttered under her breath. Now it was more apparent than ever that she couldn't hold it for much longer. Her eyes flicked wildly around the car , searching for something, anything, that could be used. That's when her gaze fell upon an empty bottle lying at Lincoln's feet. For a moment, she hesitated.
"I can't... I can't possibly..." A small, shaky breath escaped Lori's lips as she took one last glance at the dashboard clock. Her eyes returned to the road ahead. The cars were still going slow as molasses. Her eyes lowered to her lap, where she felt the dampness from her leak just now. She needed to act now. If something didn't happen soon, her pants—and her car seat—would be a lost cause.
Her eyes landed back at the bottle near Lincoln's feet. and it was at that moment that she had made up her mind. With a shaky hand, she reached for the plastic water bottle. Lincoln turned his head just in time to lock eyes with his sister. his eyes widening as he saw her positioning the bottle.
"Look away! I literally can't wait any longer!" Lori moaned. Lincoln immediately averted his gaze, focusing intently on the traffic outside. With a trembling hand, Lori uncapped the bottle and continued positioning it. She couldn't believe she was about to do this. She unbuckled her seatbelt with one hand, The other hand steadied the bottle, positioning it carefully beneath her skirt. Fingers trembling, she slid down her underwear. Holding her breath, she finally loosened the muscles she'd been clenching for what felt like an eternity. The moment she allowed herself to let go, a gasp escaped her lips.
"Oooooooooohhhhh-ooOooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOh!!!!"
Her spurt quickly turned into a full-powered stream.
"Haaaah...oh...this literally feels...oh..."
Lincoln's cheeks flushed at the sounds his sister was making. he kept his eyes fixed what was outside his window, trying his hardest to ignore the faint reflection of his sister's in the window. Lori leaned her head back against the seat, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensation
"Ah...gosh...this is...so...ungh...literally needed this....Ooohh em gosh...." She moaned. Lincoln had no idea how to respond.
"...I'm literally...huh...in heaven right now," she continued, not bothering to contain relief.
Eventually, Her stream began to taper off and she let out one final sigh. she managed to screw the cap back onto the bottle. she discreetly tucked the now-full bottle into a side pocket of the car door.
She took a deep breath, pulled her panties back up, buckled her seatbelt, and settled back into her seat. She a lot more lighter now.
.....
She quickly realized Lincoln was still in the car with her.
"Umm. I'm sorry you had to hear that." Lori sheepishly said. Lincoln could only let out a muffled sound in response. Lori looked ahead and groaned.
"You have got to be kidding me. It moves literally right after I almost had a close call. Typical."
Lori stepped on the gas and the car began moving at a moderate speed once more.
The car finally pulled into the driveway of the Loud House. The moment the engine was turned off, Lincoln unbuckled his seatbelt and started to get out, eager to return to his room.
"Just a sec, Lincoln," Lori said, grabbing his wrist just as he was about to shut the door. He turned to look at her, and gulped when he saw his sister glaring at him.
"No telling anyone about this or I'll literally turn you into a human pretzel." Lori said before letting her face soften. clearly intending it to be a joke.
Lincoln raised his hands in mock surrender. Or somewhat Mock. Even if she was joking, he knew better than to test Lori. With that, he finally left the car and made his way into the house, leaving Lori alone in the driver's seat.
Watching Lincoln disappear into the home, Lori let out a contented sigh. She then reached for the bottle in the car door's pocket. Uncapping it, she carefully poured its contents onto a nearby bush. She then tossed the now-empty bottle into a nearby trash can. It didn't land.
Lori let out a frustrated sigh. She twisted the keys and began driving away from the house. Not even bothering to get out to say hello to the rest of the family. She just wanted to go back to her dorm and collapse.
