The first three chapters are on my pee-blog, please read those for the plot if you want to catch up. Please read in your peed-in bed while marinating your body in pee, so you can cherish the SMELL as you read!

EPISODE FOUR: The Journey to the Pee Princesses Temple

Rhythm. Patterned recurring alternations. Clomp, clomp, clomp went the hooves of the pony-unicorns which carried the cadre of powerfully pee-perfumed Pee Princesses toward the sacred temple of their Pissy Moon Goddess.
Penelope felt as one with all of the other Pee Princesses. Their pee-drenched, sticky pissy bodies gave off such a strong odor that the whole group could smell one another even at a distance. It created a perfect, harmonious, girl-power bond between them as they rode in their herd. Clomp clomp. Inanna Moongloe rode directly in front of Penelope, among the herd of a dozen Pee Princesses and steeds, plus the two new initiates, Penleope and her beloved Calliope. Penelope felt like Inanna had taken her under her wing, and her heart fluttered as she was downwind from Inanna and caught her beautiful pungent collective-girlpiss scent flowing back to her. The rhythm of the hoofbeats matched her own heartbeat and she felt almost as safe and protected as if she was snuggled under the sheets of her very own pee-bed, wetting over and over. The unicorns were outfitted with soft saddles covered with white downy fabric, stained by many, many re-wettings into a nice patchwork of yellow and brownish tidal shapes, outlining the rough contours of the many cunts that had left pee-puddles in them on previous journeys.

In the distance, the outlines of the temple began to appear. Penelope marvelled at the pretty citadels and spires, and wondered so many things about the history and physics of the Pee Princesses world. She was also beginning to wonder if she could hold her own pee in until their arrival. She wanted to share her next load of precious girlpee with Calliope and Innana especially, but the rhythm of the unicorn undulating between her legs was making it hard to hold it. She decided that it was OK to let it go while the peegirls rode together.... in fact, she noticed as she glanced to her left that one of the other pee-sisters of the coven whose name she wasn't quite sure of yet was doing just that. She noticed her nice fresh yellow cuntpiss soaking into the white fur of her steed, and also into her pretty green and white boots. To Penelope's astonishment and delight, the unicorn, whose fur was snow-white itself then said "ah! How nice and warm! Thank you, Priscella!" Penelope burst out cackling with unrestrained, total glee! What a completely perfect magical world this was! It was as if every dream she'd ever had while snuggled under her damp strong-smelling yellow pee-blankets was becoming real. She remembered her poster of a strong sexy pony protected by rainbows and how the pony would encourage her to wet the bed. Penelope also thought about how nice it was that in the Pee Princesses world there were no aggressive, violent boys. There were only intelligent, confident and loving peegirls who encouraged each other to be bedwetters and to spend their time developing their minds and working on their higher spiritual senses through bedwetting, sharing pee-clothes and drinking mouthfulls of sacred girlpee. That said, the unicorns mostly had enormous, veiny cocks. Penelope noticed though that when the ponies talked, they were very kind and obedient to the Pee Princesses, though clearly not brow-beaten or abused in any way. It all made her feel so glowing inside that she barely noticed when a massive load of girlpee hissed forth from between her legs. Of course her own unicorn then thanked her and told her how proud she had made him. She patted him gently on his gorgeous mane and bent forward "I love you so much. Thanks for encouraging me. I was holding it for Calliope and Innana but now that I know you like it, it feels special to share with you." Says the unicorn: "It makes me so happy that you love your friends so much! Innana is really cool, for sure. She always goes out of her way to show the new initiates the ropes and make them feel at home." Penelope "I can tell! I will make more pee later and share it with her, I can't wait. By the way, what is your name?" "Oh, my name is Golden Diamond! It's nice to meet you!" Clomp clomp!

In the midst of all this common-place (in the Pee Princesses world) excitement, Penelope had barely noticed they had arrived at the gates of the temple! It was staggeringly massive! The walls were pocked with mossy green lichens, and the towers were ten stories high. Flags with emblems fluttered in the breeze high up, but Penelope could barely see the symbols on them. They were gold and white, however. And everywhere were lace and embroidered banners - nothing like "warlike" banners from medieval times, but stunning shawl-like fabrics that looked like they had been woven over the course of a hundred generations. Penelope asked Vermillion, who seemed to be the know-it-all of the coven how long it had taken to weave and embroider these banners. Vermillion, who had just dismounted her unicorn, turned to meet Penelope's gaze. "This one alone - " she pointed a finger decorated with an amber ring - took me 260 of your Earth-years to complete. Penelope gasped. "But... how... I...." Vermillion smiled wide a psychotic sort of toothy smile, her yellow teeth glinting in the perfect sunlight - "Penelope, how do you think peegirls get to live in the Pee Princesses world? Do you understand that none of us are alive? We are shades. We are shadows. Ghosts. We are as nothing. We are a piece of stray imagination, a fantasy, part of a slithering ember in the dying brain of a person who was gassed in the trenches of Verdun, part of the stray memories of our original martyr, Persimmon the Immaculate, who was crucified for bedwetting thousands of years ago... that sort of thing. We all have origin stories, and they're all sad and tragic. But you know we are also so real, because here we are! But did you know, I was tied to a stripped tree by vile, cruel boys and bled to death, because they said I was crazy and a vampire. It was the one who supposedly loved me who turned on me. I won't recount the details. I would rather forget that foul repulsive dry-night world we came from. But you know when they buried me they severed my head and they put a dagger through my heart. The problem was my heart was already so broken that the blade missed every important piece. And my mind already belonged to the Pee Princesses world, as I was a proud bedwetter and peed my pants every chance I got. So no matter where they flung my brain or what they did with my body, the Pee Princesses were sure to find me, and claim me, stitch me back together and bring me into their world.

Penelope stopped for a second and tears welled up in her eyes, with deep, deep love and mercy for all her pee-sisters. "I'm so glad we are here together now. We should fight the evil wicked world where people kill and hurt each other, and also they hurt all living things." Vermillion: "Our beautiful perfect world is our victory. But also we do visit the dry-night world at times. There are ways we can pierce the veil. We will teach you! But first we have to get the unicorns in, and then it's time to eat!"

Innana then said a series of magic words, and the massive gate, which towered above their heads and looked unimaginably ancient, creaked open, and down, and allowed the whole group into the courtyard of the temple.
Now Penelope was leading Golden Diamond, and she noticed his massive unicorn cock was unsheathed and very hard. "Oh, Diamond! Would you like to release unicorn sperm?" Diamond "Yes Penelope, your pee smells so nice on me and I began dreaming of how much you loved all your new friends, and...." "Oh silly!" Says Penelope.... "there's no need to explain! Can I help you shoot your sperm?" Now at this, Priscella, the one who rode to the left, sallied over to Penelope and Golden Diamond. She sat down akimbo beneath his massive cock and smiled up at Penelope. Diamond began huffing "Penelope.... yes... I will leave a big pool of unicorn sperm for Priscella... for mealtime!" Priscella held a big dark blue ceramic bowl, so large it could almost be called a basin, but it was very elegant and ceremonial looking, not like a medical plastic basin. Penelope had actually never masturbated a unicorn's cock before, but she got the general idea from Golden Diamond's jerking motions, and the magical fact that he could speak. "Penelope, use both hands there, near the tip. Spit on your hands..." Penelope also got lots of girlpee on her hands.... her old best friend Calliope joined them, and she borrowed the basin. She didn't bother to remove her leggings, but pulled her skirts up and released a massive torrent of golden cuntpiss into the bowl. Foamy, bubbly, and pefect. This could then be used as a lubricant for Golden Diamond, who was clearly getting close to releasing unicorn sperm. At last, Diamond's sperm shot out, and it was a forceful stream, thick ropes of strong sperm splashed into the bowl, mixing with Calliope's foamy girlpee. Without missing a beat, Diamond then began releasing his own mighty geyser of urine into the bowl, while simultaneously emptying squeezing round hay-turds from his puckered equine butthole. His tail swished. He felt loved and every bit as much part of the coven as the bipeds. "Time for our feast!" cried one of the pee-sisters Penelope and Calliope had yet to get to know very well. "And then it will be time for our ritual circle, honorary peegirl training, and witch-craft lessons!"

Penelope sighed, her breath heavy with the smell of the communal mouth-peeing ritual from earlier in the day. She asked to carry the special bowl, enjoying the sloshing sounds as she walked toward a doorway at the far end of the courtyard, the unicorns all happily grazing. She had grown so used to living in the dry-night world with an ever-present sense of dread and depression that it was a new feeling to look forward to things. But as she watched each peegirl, one by one, begin ascending the spiraling stairwell, she truly looked forward to what would happen next. She was allowed to finally have this feeling because of the mercy of the Moon Goddess of the Bedwetters, who had caught Penelope and Calliope like two precious pee-droplets as they dropped through a scary universe full of terror, and cradled them and cooed to them "I am so proud of you for being bedwetters and I will place you in a better world."

Next: Episode FIVE: Peegirls feast, rituals for honorary peegirls, and more SECRETS are revealed! Thank you for reading! More pee-galerries will come soon and illustrations.