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PART TWO!
I finally got inspiration again. I'm not dead, neither is Billie (yet), and the story continues.

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Billie stretched, enjoying the feeling of the last rays of the sun kissing her tanned skin, the pyre crackling as it burned behind her. "Okay, that was fun. Maybe I'll see you guys around?" She asked, waving to her erstwhile companions as she stepped away from them. "Assuming I survive that long, of course."

The men waved back weakly; their prior nervous energy now turned to lethargy after spending the evening pumping loads into Billie. Billie herself skipped away from the group, winding her way through the loosening crowd toward the nearest edge of the camp. "Let's see what's on offer over here..."

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"Water, water... Aha!" Billie exclaimed as she spotted someone minding a pair of water coolers. She beelined for them, stepping around tents and the occasional patch of bloody sand. "Hello!~" She called as she approached. "Is that fresh water? I've just... Ahh!" She shouted as she tripped over the edge of a kiddie pool, losing her balance and falling face-first into it with a splash.

"Hello." Replied the girl at the water coolers. "I see you found the urinal, and my sister. Welcome to our hydration station!"

"Huh?" Billie propped herself up and looked around. "Oh. Hi! I saw your coolers, and I'm kind of thirsty. What's with the trip hazard?"

The girl in the pool started to giggle. "This is our unofficial Burning Woman hydration station. Free, cold water, and a cute little piss target to check your hydration levels!"

"Oh. Oh!" Billie exclaimed as the situation dawned on her. "Well, we can skip the hydration check; I ran out of water half an hour ago. Cold water sounds kinda nice, but you've got all this pee just sitting around going stale in the heat. Do you mind?" She raised her bottle into the girl's field of vision.

"Oh, no, by all means, go ahead!" The piss target said, waving a hand semi-submerged in the liquid. "I might last a little longer that way, even with my sister moving the shade every so often to help it evaporate a little."

Billie smiled, opening her bottle and dunking it under the surface to fill it, then drinking deeply. "Sip, don't gulp! You get more hydration from it with small sips, and you can fill your belly like that and still be dehydrated!" The target girl warned, waggling a finger in admonishment. Billie rolled her eyes, but slowed her drinking anyway. "Yes, mom..."

The girl at the coolers rolled her eyes in turn. "Sorry, she takes this kind of seriously. She used to do it at family gatherings until people learned to make her shut up by just jamming their dick down her throat. But feel free to hang out here for a while; I'm in and out to keep the coolers topped up, but my sister the 'cute little piss target' as she calls herself will be here all night. Not that she has a choice in the matter."

Billie considered the offer as she filled her bottle again. "Sure, okay." She replied, moving to sit cross-legged in the kiddie pool between the target's legs. "Heck, I might replace you once you finally drown under all this. Or if you need to take a meal break or anything; I'm not really looking to die until at least tomorrow."

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"So, you didn't even bring sandals?" The piss target asked, blinking to try and dislodge a load of cum from her eye. "Your feet are going to BURN tomorrow."

"Oh, they won't!" Billie replied smugly. "I've been training them! We started off with just sandpaper in my shoes and sun-warmed concrete, then sandpaper on a treadmill and standing on hot plates, until finally I was able to walk over broken glass and my daddy can heat them with a blowtorch for a whole minute before I start screaming!" She finished proudly, sipping (not gulping) from her bottle of piss. "And even then, I'm going to die here anyway. Who cares if my feet don't last? I can either find someone to cut them off and give me wooden ones, or persuade some guys to carry me, or I'll just burn on the pyre if it gets too much." She smiled, leaning down to kiss the piss target on her somewhat gooey forehead. "One more before I go; I need to find someone to curl up with for the night." She added, straddling the girl's face again as the queue moved and another load of cum landed on the two girls.

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"Ooh, what does that sign there say? Stun-gun testing? THAT sounds like fun!"