The call of nature (Tokyo Mew Mew)
You know, being injected with animal genes and then being given the ability to transform into a magical catgirl had both its ups and downs.
The ups:
A cute outfit and some kick-ass powers, that allowed you to fight for a good cause and save the earth.
The downs:
Those very same animal genes - cat genes, in Ichigo's case - interfering with her normal day to day life.
Like, okay, her having a sudden and strong craving for fish all the time was manageable. So was her occasional meowing - even if she had, on a few occasions, embarrassed herself right in front of her classmates, by letting out an involuntary mew.
She certainly wasn't scoffing at her ability to survive any fall and always land on her feet... but there were also some... less desirable instincts, that Ichigo felt quite ashamed over.
She had noticed it first a few weeks ago, on a warm and sunny day, when she had visited one of her classmates. The two had been planning a little trip outside and Ichigo had eagerly rung the doorbell, ready to go get her friend.
But said friend had been anything but ready, as evidenced by her wet and dripping body - oh and also by the fact that she had been completely naked, except for a towel, that had been hastily wrapped around her.
"Oh, geez, were we supposed to meet up at three? I thought you would arrive an hour later... Sorry, but do you mind waiting a bit? I gotta finish showering, first... and getting clothed... and getting all my stuff."
Ichigo had replied that, no, she didn't mind waiting for her classmate. But once said classmate had locked herself back inside the bathroom, the sound of hissing water filling up the entire apartment, the redhead immediately began to regret her answer.
So stupid...! Ichigo had been so thrown off, for a moment, by her half-naked and stressed-out friend, that she had completely forgotten to ask about permission to use the toilet, first.
Now, though... now she had to wait for her friend to finish showering, first, before she could empty her swollen bladder. And it might even be a longer wait, if she was unlucky...
The redhead groaned in misery and plopped herself down on the sofa. Then, to pass the waiting time, she let her gaze wander around the spacious apartment, looking at any interesting thing that she could find.
Hmmm... A new painting on the wall, that Ichigo hadn't seen the last time. Her classmate's mother probably got that one from the flea market, again... A couple bananas in a fruit bowl, that were turning suspiciously brown and should probably be eaten, soon... A faded out water mark on the wall... The litter box, that belonged to her friend's cat Yuki... A blue-
Ichigo's train of thought stopped right then and there, her head quickly snapping back towards the previous object - quick enough, that she almost gave herself whiplash.
The litter box.
Before her brain could even formulate a coherent thought, that stop, this is wrong, you could get in trouble for this, what the hell are you doing?!, the girl was already walking towards said box, every organ in her body demanding her to use it - her bladder especially, which by now was sending out near constant waves of need and pressure. A violent shiver raced down her spine and she pressed her thighs close together, as a particularly strong wave hit her.
Then, without any further thought or hesitation, she pulled her skirt up, yanked her panties down and took a squat...
Only when she heard the dull sound of water hitting ground, did Ichigo come to her senses and realize what she was doing.
She blinked, a couple of times, confused and in awe at the sight of herself peeing right into Yuki's litter box, the kitty litter quickly turning wet.
"Ah!" She exclaimed in shock, her cheeks heating up. "What-... am I-"
The sudden and harsh sound of the shower being turned off made Ichigo freeze up, instantly replacing all her embarrassment with panic.
Oh no, what if her friend caught her, like this?! Ichigo had to stop herself! She had to get up! She had to... had to......
She looked down again, at her steady and gushing stream and the way her pee filled up more and more of the litter box... and her mind became hazy. Animal instincts were taking over, once more, and Ichigo stayed right were she was, purring in pleasure and closing her eyes.
For more than half a minute, she was blissfully following the call of nature, her mind so empty and content that she wouldn't have reacted, even if her friend had come out of the bathroom and caught her right in the act.
Thankfully, that didn't happen.
By the time her bladder finally ran dry and Ichigo's mind returned back to reality, her friend was still locked in the bathroom. The redhead quickly thanked all the gods that she could think of, for this small miracle, before hurriedly pulling her panties back up and then running back to the sofa.
She cringed, when she plopped herself down on it and immediately became aware of her wet crotch and underwear. Damn, if only she had some toilet paper at hand...
Before she could finish the rest of that thought, the door to the bathroom swung open. Ichigo quickly, and nervously, stood up and began talking with her friend.
All the while praying that her airheaded and forgetful classmate wouldn't notice the suspicious blush on Ichigo's cheeks... or the small, wet spot on the sofa... or the litter box filled with way too much pee...
If her friend noticed, she never called Ichigo out on it.
Ichigo had no idea, how the hell this conversation had even started, but somehow her and Mint's discussion, during their break, had turned towards their new, animal-like abilities... and all the downsides that came with them.
"...so, after I picked that piece of cake off the ground, there were still those crumbs all over the carpet, you see. And... well..." The half-bird girl paused, embarrassed and uncomfortable.
"I, uh... kind of bent down, to eat those crumbs directly from the ground... I mean, I stopped myself from doing that, at the last second, but still! It was kinda scary, how quick it happened! How... my body was doing it almost automatically, you know?"
"Oh, believe me, I know..."
"So!" Started Mint, eager to switch the topic, away from her and that one time where she almost ate cake off the ground, at her rich friend's birthday party. "What's your most embarrassing moment?"
"......I... peed into my classmate's litter box."
"......Oh."
"Yeah... Oh."
Silence reigned heavy, for a moment. Mint seemed to regret asking. Ichigo was wondering how her heated and flustered face hadn't spontaneously combusted, yet.
Finally, after about twenty seconds, curiosity got the better of Mint.
"Was.... it conscious, or......?"
Ichigo shook her head.
"It was automatic, like you. I just-... saw the litter box and my mind just... went with it?"
More silence. Then-
"Damn, guess that means I better stay away from cars, from now on..."
It took a long time, for Mint's remark to fully sink in. When it finally did, Ichigo couldn't suppress an amused snicker, at the mental image.
"Hey, don't laugh! My family is already upset enough at all those pigeons ruining our cars! They don't need to be upset with me, too!"
But the redhead only laughed harder. It was a welcome change, from feeling ashamed and depressed, over her own accident.
Still, after that conversation, the two friends made a conscious effort to be careful around cars and litter boxes, from now on.