The day at the mall couldn't have started any better.

A new mall had just opened in town, and Amy Rose decided that today was a good chance for a personal shopping spree. Entering through the mall’s front doors, she was blown away by the beauty of the inner décor. Among the three floors, there were more places to shop than the hedgehog could count, and she planned to visit all of them. However, Amy was reminded that the mall was still under construction by the signs around the restroom doors warning of the lack of functional stalls. Amy paid it little mind. All she could think about was shipping until her heart's content.

Traveling between the stores, Amy grew thirsty enough to indulge in the many flavors at the boba tea stands. There was a sale, so she sampled as many flavors as she could as she shopped. Slowly but surely, all that tea found its way to Amy's bladder, the need to pee steadily creeping up on her. Not wanting to stop her store hopping just yet, she ignored nature’s call. She was having too much fun to pause for a bathroom break. Especially when she just found a department store that she liked. Here, she was finding clothes and accessories from every designer she liked, and the lowest prices, too! Her bladder had to wait while she tried on as many outfits as she could. As the minutes went by, it was getting harder to overlook her bursting bladder. She told herself that she would sample a few more clothes then she would make her way home where she could use her own toilet.

The longer she shopped the more she sealed her fate. The full urgency of her need was finally realized while she was in the dressing room. Crossing her legs and squirming madly, she told herself that she would go to the toilet once she tried one more new dress. Putting it on, she suddenly had to stop and lean on the wall as she crossed her legs and pressed her hand to her crotch. The sudden waves pulsed strongly through her bladder, nearly making her wet herself right then and there. She admitted that she was being foolish letting her need to pee get this bad and that she she should go find a restroom. Redressing into her original dress, Amy finally decided to pay for her clothes and leave. She hoped that maybe there was a restroom in this store she could use.

Out of the dressing room, Amy started to look for the check-out counter or a restroom. Whichever she could find first. Not only did she learn that there were no public restrooms in the store, but the store was practically a huge maze. It took forever to find the checkout area and nearly twice as long to pay for everything. As she stood at the checkout counter, she wore a weak smile as she struggled to not show her desperation but her desperate bladder rebelled with waves of urgency. She could feel the overfilled organ bulging against the waistband of her panties, giving her abdomen a slightly swollen look. Once her purchases were bagged and paid for she dashed out of the store.

Walking home with dry underwear was out of the question at this point. Her only hope was to use the public restrooms. As Amy walked fast, she could feel her sphincter straining to stay clenched as the heavy contents of her bladder pounded against it. She was barely holding on, her bladder mere inches from its bursting point. She only had to hold on a few moments more, but even that was too long. Despite the little relief it would give her, she resisted the urge to hold her crotch with so many people around her. Only when she neared the Ladies' room did she give in and grab her crotch through her dress as she dashed inside.

There were no lines to wait in but that was where her luck ended. In the restroom, she was met with a terrible scene: Out of the six bathroom stalls, only one did not have an "under construction sign" on it. What's worse, it was in use.

She knocked desperately on the stall door. "Hello! Hello in there!" Amy yelled at the occupant, "Are you going to be in there much longer?"

"Sorry…” said the voice from the other side. “I just got in here…" long low-toned fart made it clear what she was doing. "I'm going to be a while…"

Amy didn't have a while. She didn't even have a few seconds. With one hand on the door, the other held her crotch, squeezing her loins hard as if that would hold back the tide sloshing in her bladder. Crossing her legs. Shifting her weight on her feet. Nothing would ease her desperation. Suddenly, she gasped and her heart dropped as she felt her panties dampen. She knocked and pleaded again, but it was too late. More jets of liquid warmth seeped from her crotch. No matter how much she grasped her crotch, there was no stopping it. “Sorry…” the female on the other side of the door said with pure sincerity. Doubling over and leaning on the stall door, Amy forced her fatigued sphincter to hold on, but it wasn't meant to be. With tears swelling in her eyes, the leakage became a deluge that soaked her panties. She could only whimper as warm pee ran down her legs and pooled on the floor under her.

And to think, the day started out so nice….

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Amy Rose won the poll!
Seriously, I was expecting Rouge to win, but oh well...