Debbie felt a little bit out of place to be honest. Here she was on a night out with her work colleagues, but she was almost 10 years older than all of the other girls she was out with. That doesn't sound like much, but when you are 28, and your colleagues are all 18 and 19, it really does start to make you feel old! She was very grateful though that she worked with a great bunch of girls who went out of their way to make her feel part of the group. She was always invited on nights out, and she often went, enjoying them greatly. She did feel very pressured to 'keep up' with the youngsters, and this group of youngsters liked to drink. She wasn't a prude at all, but she was sure they drank a hell of a lot more on nights out now than they did when she was a teenager! That wasn't a huge problem, but what it did lead to was the others looking up to her, and when she tried to keep up, she tended to get very drunk! Last month they'd all gone out for Alison's 19th, and after a hard night of partying they were out of cash and ended up walking home! She was disgusted that as they approached the end of her street 3 of the girls had popped a squat in an alleyway, and despite her own urges, she was forced to stand guard! She'd made it home, just, but it had been a mad, frantic dash up the stairs to the toilet when she got there! This had been her first night out since, and she had been quite upset by how desperate she got, how she actually feared that she was going to pee herself, and how, when the other girls were peeing in the alley, it was just assumed that a sensible girl of her age would be able to hold it til she got to a toilet! What was worse was that she was very shy about such things, and even though she was going frantic while she was standing guard, as desperate as she'd ever been in her life, having to watch on as 3 girls found their relief, she couldn't bring herself to admit her need. The following week she had thought about little else, but she had decided that tonight was the night she would go out again. It was Sophie's leaving do, and all the girls were keen for her to come, so she would just have to be more careful what she drank. She couldn't allow herself to be caught short again!

They had met in a Wetherspoons bar at 7:30, and they had had a great night, all her doubts were quickly laid to left, and Sophie was getting a great send off. She was only drinking wine, instead of lager like she normally did, and she "Broke the seal" at about 9. She was still worried about what had happened last time, but a bottle of wine in her inhibitions were starting to drop a bit! Sophie, Emily and Lisa, had been drinking loads, as ever, and were starting to get on her case a bit about how slowly she was drinking. At 10 O'clock she went to the loo. She needed to go, but was managing it quite well, she trotted in, and wandered into a cubicle. She was wearing jeans tonight as she was a bit paranoid about her figure. The younger girls were all wearing pretty little dresses and short skirts, but jeans were much more appropriate for Debbie, or so she thought anyway, just another of her insecurities, in reality, she had a great figure for a woman of her age!

Anyway, as she locked the cubicle, she pulled down her jeans and her baby pink, cotton boyshorts around her knees, and she held a high squat above the toilet as she started to void her bladder. as her stream gushed out of her she heard the door of the ladies room smash open fast.

"Come on, come on" stammered a voice outside her cubicle loudly "I neeed a weeeee here, hurry up, gotta go, gotta go" whimpered the voice, as Debbie's pee continued unabated.

"Oh GOD, what are you doing in there". She shouted.

Debbie knew how she felt, and tried to force her pee out quicker, she had no desire to cause anyone pain! As her stream dribbled to a finish she grabbed a wad of toilet paper and wiped herself, when she heard the toilet in the next cubicle flush, and the bolt slide over. She heard frantic movement as as the desperate girl obviously hurried in. "Oh thank god" gasped the mystery voice, as the door slammed shut and bolted. There was a rustling sound of clothes being frantically moved around, Debbie was almost transfixed as she heard the audible thud of a desperate girl collapsing onto the seat, and then an audible hiss, as she exploded with a furious deluge of pent up pee.

"AHhhhhhhhhhh" moaned the voice, as Debbie almost felt her relief, she had never heard such a furious pee stream, and it went on and on and on. Another toilet flushed and Debbie came back to her senses, pulling up her knickers and jeans, and flushing her toilet.

When she went back down to the main bar, her mind was refocussed on peeing. She couldn't let herself get desperate again.

"Debbie babe" shouted Lisa, "was there a queue or what, you've been ages, here I got you a pint" and she handed her a pint of lager. Her heart sank, but what could she do, she sat and drank the lager. As she was finishing it up it was decided that they would move on the the local 'fun pub' there were only 4 girls left now, Debbie, Lisa, Sophie and Emily. So it was decided they would walk. Debbie started towards the toilets, but realised the other girls weren't bothering, and were already heading outside! She groaned a little, but in truth she didn't really need to go, she was just being paranoid, so she hurried off and caught them up, it was only a 15 minute walk, she'd be fine!

As soon as they got outside and the cold night air hit them, she felt a slight pang from her bladder, and at the same time Sophie said she kinda needed to go.

"Its only 5 minutes away, you can go at the next place" said Lisa. Debbie knew it was more like 15, but she was confident they would be fine, so they set off on their way.

5 minutes later, Sophie needed to go badly, and was starting to make a bit of a fuss!

"Why did I not go back in to Weatherspoons", she asked, no-one in particular, "I can't wait long when I've been drinking, I'm absolutely bursting over here".

"Me too" chimed Emily, "its definitely a mad dash to the little girls room when we get there".

Debbie too was starting to feel a distinct urge, made worse by her fears caused by their last outing. The girls desperate commentary was not going to help her "For fuck's sake" she said, "come on girls, its not far away, stop making such a fuss".

They continued on their way, but Sophie's was complaining more about her desperation almost literally by the second. As they finally neared the club, they rounded the final corner, and they noticed that there was a queue to get into the bar. Debbie groaned inside. The last 5 minutes seemed to have increased her need massively, and she was really starting to worry. Her stomach was developing a dull ache, and her bladder was making itself very known.

"Oh my god, I can't do it" stammered Sophie as soon as she spotted the queue, "we need to go somewhere else, I can't stand in a queue".

Emily looked just as shocked, "Where can we go though, I neeeeed a weeee, but where else is there"

Debbie could have burst into tears at this, there was no way she could go through that again, she was getting quite desperate, and she did not want to have to watch the young girls peeing in public again, and there was absolutely no way she could do that! She just couldn't, she felt she would rather wet herself before resorting to such measures. Lisa came to her aid this time though:

"Come on guys, its only a couple of minutes" she said, "its busy because its cheap, thats why were here, there will be a queue wherever we go, just cross your legs",

"ohmygod" said Sophie, "I know you're right, but oooh it hurts! OK, OK" she stammered, trying to calm down, as they reached the end of the queue "It can't take long though, I'm having an emergency here"

Emily had fallen quiet now, but was stood with her thighs were pressed tightly together, bouncing on the spot slightly. It looked as though she couldn't stand still for a second.

Debbie knew exactly how they felt. She couldn't believe how quickly her need had grown, she was starting to really panic now, as there were still 18 people ahead of them in the line.

5 minutes later and the queue had gone down, so there were just 5 people ahead of the girls. They were grateful that the queue was moving fairly quickly, but Debbie was getting more desperate by the second. Why had she drunk that pint of lager, she knew that once she had broken the seal lager just made her need to go every 10 minutes. She groaned as a really strong urge hit her, bending at the waist slightly, trying to avoid making a fuss, another spasm hit, and she tried to pull her jeans up hard, the seam cutting hard into her vulva. Sophie's desperation seemed to have increased just as rapidly, and she was seriously pee dancing now, almost none stop, even pressing her hand into her crotch.

"What is taking so long?" she shouted, "Please hurry, some of us need a pee".

Debbie was embarrassed that Sophie was making such a fuss, she knew they were the centre of attention. Sophie was vocally frantic, and Emily was jigging around like her life depended on it, ooohing and ahhing and whimpering like a bursting schoolgirl. Debbie was starting to feel pretty frantic too, she was trying to hide it but it was becoming increasingly difficult. How could she have let herself get like this again. As she stood, just starting to bounce about a bit, biting her lip, she started to think about the toilets, She knew from previous experience that there were only 4 cubicles, and she didn't even want to think about the possibility of queuing. She felt guilty, but she started to think that she needed to get there before Sophie and Emily so she didn't have to stand and wait for them to go first. Truth be told she was starting to think that she might not be able to wait outside a cubicle listening to their desperate deluges!!

Thinking of finding relief wasn't helping though, and she found herself pressing her hand between her legs. "OH Christ" she thought, "what am I doing", coming quickly to her senses and snatching it away, just as the 2 lads at the front of the queue moved into the pub, leaving just 3 girls infront of them. The bouncer looked at the desperate, dancing Sophie, and said "not long love, calm yourself down".

"Calm down" cried Sophie, "that's easy for you to say, I'm bursting here".

Debbie almost died, she was frantic for a pee, and her friends were making them the centre of attention!!

"Stop making such a scene will you" she said, again, trying to appear calm.

"oooooh, I can't help it Debs" stammered Sophie, "I don't think you understand, I'm not joking, I'm absolutley bursting here, I really wish you'd let me wee in Weatherspoons, oh god, I can't even think about peeing, it makes it worse, oh, oh god" she stopped, mid sentence and bent double, twisting her legs together in frantic desperation.

"I didn't stop you weeing" she snapped, wishing that they had all taken the chance to pee before they left.

Infront of them the 3 girls were allowed to enter, and Sophie tried to follow, before being stopped in her tracks.

"Not yet miss" said the bouncer.

"No, but, why, oh please, can't you see I HAVE to get in, please, I need the toilet",

"Sorry, but its really busy in there, we have to control entry, how many of you are there?"

"What, but" stammered Sophie, almost beyond coherent thinking now.

"There's 5 of us" said Lisa, "But these 2 have been caught a bit short, so let them in first".

Debbie couldn't believe it, she felt like crying. "NO" she blurted out loud "erm, we are all together" the thought of an extra delay like a red hot poker through the bladder. "Please, can we all go in" she stammered, but her pleas were completely ignored. The bouncer spoke up "OK, OK, I can see you're in a hurry, you two can go in".

"Oh god thankyou" gasped Emily as Sophie headed into the pub, and she waddled in behind her. Debbie tried to follow, but was stopped by the bouncer. "Not yet" he said sternly. "They got in early because of their situation, you need to wait for someone to come out before you get in. "But, err, but I" stammered Debbie, trying to find the words, but too embarrassed to admit that she too was beside herself with desperation.

"calm down Debs" said Lisa, who seemed to have a bladder of steel, "we'll be in in no time, I know it a bit cold out here, but just think how bad it was for those 2, poor Sophie, I seriously thought she was going to have an accident"

"yeah that's it, I'm just cold" said Debbie through gritted teeth, crossing her legs tightly, and chewing her lip.

Oh god she was desperate now, she couldn't bear the thought of the queue that was almost certainly building at the ladies room. Another 2 minutes passed, an they were almost stood in silence, Debbie's need was increasing all the time, and again, she found herself squeezing between her legs. Suddenly there was a commotion behind her, as a lot of laughing and jeering went up really loudly, followed by, to her horror, the sound of fast running water, she spun round to see a girl, who only looked about 16, squatted down, panties pulled aside, wetting a flood onto the tarmac, lads were scrambling for mobile phones to film her, but she had her eyes closed, and didn't seem to care.

"What the fuck" shouted the bouncer, making his way over, while this just brought a new urgency to Debbie. Uuumph, she grunted, fighting back a huge urge to pee, pressing hard between her legs, for the first time she felt like she was in real danger of wetting herself. "oooooohhhhhh", she moaned, twisting hers legs together. "oh that poor girl" said Lisa without even looking at Debbie, "imagine how desperate she must have been to break down in public like that, she'll get arrested for that." Debbie barely herd her though, as she dropped to her haunches, the thick denim mean even pressing her hand into her crotch meant she couldn't get nearly enough pressure into her womanhood.

Lisa turned again, and noticed Debbie's frantic show. "Debs, what the fuck" exclaimed the 18 year old bladder champion, "whats up?".

"I need a wee" she gasped, blushing beet red, she had never admitted her need to anyone before, but she was on the verge of wetting herself, "Lisa, please help me, I have to wee, NOW" she stammered, no longer afraid to show her need to her friend. Lisa looked around and noticed the bouncer with a police officer dealing with the accident girl behind.

"Go in Debs, quick while he's over there, I'll cover for you". "Oh god, OK, err, thanks" she gasped, and she hobbled off into the club.

"Toilets, quickly" she stammered as she entered the door, he wasn't joking, the club was packed! "quick, quick, oh god, quick" stammered Debbie, her hand now lodged permanently between her legs. As she reached the edge of the dancefloor 2 girls pushed past her towards the exit, one of them was in floods of tears, "C'mon, shit, how can they do this, I'm gonna fucking sue, they can't just close them", Debbie couldn't care less about what their issue was though, the only thing on her mind was relieving the pressure in her bladder. She was easily as desperate as she had been last month, when she had been so close to wetting herself.

Her bladder throbbed now, she couldn't believe how much her desperation was increasing by the second. "oh god, I hope there's not a queue, oh fuck, I have to peeeeee" she thought, following the signs for the toilets. As she approached them she couldn't quite believe what she saw. Queue was an understatement, there must have been 20 girls waiting outside the toilets, and they were making a hell of a fuss. As she got closer she noticed that the door was being blocked by a bouncer, the scene was utter chaos.

"OH MY GOD" stammered Debbie, far too loudly, "WHAT THE FUCK".

She bent double as her bladder demanded relieving right now.

"NOOOOO" she wailed, pressing both of her hands into her crotch, bending double, she really began to think she might actually be in danger of having an accident. Tears in her eyes now she tried to move again towards he toilets, and bumped into a bouncer who was dashing over.

"Sorry love", he said, glancing at her. "Oh my god, are you ok?"

It was perfectly obvious that she was not, she looked like a woman possessed. "I, err, I need a wee" she stammered, tears now flowing down her face, she had never felt so humiliated, she had admitted her need to a total stranger, and this time a man. "I really, really need a wee".

She had hoped that her admission would force him to see her desperation and help her out somehow, but instead he laughed at her. "Yeah, theres a few of you in the same boat" he said, "its not ideal that we've had to close the toilets down is it, just cross your legs", and with that he turned and moved off towards the ladies room.

"Closed" stammered Debbie, "no, no, they can't be" she was almost having a panic attack, and for the first time in her adult life a spurt of pee escaped her tightly clenched pussy.

"Oh my god, oh god, oh fuck no" stammered Debbie, she was losing control, she felt that she was seconds away from wetting her panties, she moved off towards the toilets, she was going to have to barge to the front of the line and demand to be allowed in. She didn't know what was happening, but they couldn't let her wet herself. As she approached the queue another spurt escaped, and she couldn't press hard enough, in frantic desperation, she undid the button of her jeans, and thrust her hand down the front of them, for the first time being able to press hard directly through her panties, finally getting herself back under control, she couldn't believe how wet they felt.

"oh god, oh god, oh god" she stammered, but as she approached the door.

For the first time she noticed that the girls at the front were Sophie and Emily. They still hadn't pee'd and they had been in the club for what felt like ages.

"OH MY GOD NOW, PLEASE" screamed Sophie at the bouncers, almost incoherently, and Debbie looked on as the bouncers relented

"OK ladies" announce the bouncers "We have decided that in the circumstances we can make a makeshift ladies room, and allow you to use the gents."

"Oh thank god" cried Sophie, darting off towards the mens room.

"OH god, oh yes, no more delays" muttered Emily, following closely "gotta wee, let me wee, please I need it" she stammered.

"OH god yess" cried Debbie, trying to head over, but it was like a stampede, all the other girls were pushing her, "FUCK YOU" said one of them, pushing her hard, "GET IN LINE"

"Please, please" stammered Debbie, pressing a second hand into her gaping jeans, "I'm, I mean, I need", no-one was listening though.

"move move move" cried another young, desperate girl, pushing her back again, this time catching Debbie right in the stomach, another spurt escaped, a longer one this time, and she felt her seering hot pee running through her fingers, she looked longingly at the door to mens room and just tried to join the stampede, it didn't even matter if there were no toilets left, a urinal, or a sink would do, hell, she would squat in a corner, anything was better than peeing in her jeans.

She watched as Sophie got to the door, she was joined by two bouncers. Sophie was physically shaking now, she was certainly desperate, and she was closely followed by Emily, who was just as bad."ooooh a few more seconds" she stammered, and as Emily looked on, she saw pee snaking down Emily's thigh

"I ne, need, to" stammered Sophie, as she got the door, and the bouncer pushed it open. Sophie dashed in, and one of the bouncers followed.

"Quick, oh quick its coming out" muttered Emily as she tried to follow, but no, the other bouncer stopped her.

"Sorry girls, it is strictly one at a time" he said, blocking Emily again.

"What, oh no, oh god no" she pleaded, the quiet retiring girl now completely forgoton, "I am weeing my knickers, you have to move" she shouted, pushing the bouncer as hard as she could, but he just pushed her back like she was nothing. She burst into tears fully, and started having a tantrum like a little girl. "pleeeasse" she cried, as more pee ran down her legs "Please, I'm wetting myself" both her hands worked furiously between her legs pressing hard, but wee was starting to run through her fingers, Emily was out of control, and the bouncer didn't seem to care. Finally he looked down and saw pee dripping to the floor. "Oh for fucks sake" he chastised, but Emily didn't hear, "please" she sobbed "don't make me do this" another blast escaped, the inside of both of her legs was soaked now, as she felt pee dripping into her shoes.

Debbie couldn't do it, another spurt escaped, and another, she was wetting her pants like a 5 year old, there were at least 10 girls infront of her, it was one at a time and the bouncers had no sympathy.

"OH NO" she gasped, its coming, she ran from the line and just scanned for some privacy. She was weeing right now, she saw a pint glass on a table, there was still a small amount of drink in the bottom of it, but she didnt have chance to think. "oh god no" she gasped, frantically grabbing the glass, scanning the crowded bar searching for a secluded area, "its coming, I'm weeing, oh god help" she cried, as she hobbled into a dark corner.

"oh god" she gasped as she finally found a bit of privacy, "oh fuck" she removed her hands from her crotch and tugged down her now wet jeans, as she did it she felt herself let go, full blast into her panties "no, no, no, no, no" she gasped as she hooked her fingers behind the gusset and yanked them aside, "oh, oh yes" she gasped as she jammed the glass between her legs and finally let the pee come flooding out. "oh a wee, oh ahhhh" she moaned, "oh I needed this", she finally started to relax, when to her horror, she felt a pair of eyes looking at her!

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god" stammered Debbie, as she opened her eyes, trying desperately to stem the furious hissing deluge. She wasn't sure if she was happy or mortified that it was only Sophie. "I'm sorry, I had to, oh my god, this is embarrassing" she cried."Oh fuck Soph, it feels good, I swear I had no choice" she stammered, she still had so much more inside of her.

"STOP" shouted Sophie,

"I can't, I can't, oh god I'm sorry, I had to do this, I can't stop" she stammered, still peeing furiously.

"NO DEBS, I mean STOP!!" shouted Sophie, "The glass is full!"

"WHAT" she screamed, looking down, clenching harder than she'd ever clenched herself before.

"OH SHIT". Her furious stream slowed to a trickle, as she looked down and saw she'd stopped about half a milimetre from the top of the pint glass.

A full strength blast escaped though, and another. she clenched her eyes tightly shut, "fuck, fuck, fuck" she moaned, desperately fighting to regain control.

"Oh god, oh it hurts" another spurt escaped her lips, as the glass started to overflow. Feeling the hot liquid running over her fingers seemed to give her an extra bit of strength, as she withdrew the glass, and placed it on the table infront of her!

"I need another glass Soph, there's so much more in me."

"OK, OK" said sophie,

"Help me, it hurts more now I've stopped, please help me".

Sophie went back around the corner, to see 2 bouncers heading right for them, "OH SHIT, Debs, bouncers" she cried, "you need to cover up".

"ooooooowwwwwwwwhhhhhhhhhhh" groaned Debbie as she pulled up her baby pink panties and oh so tight jeans,

"I need to get to the loo", she cried and ran off to leave Sophie facing the bouncers.

She went back out into the club, and headed back to the toilets, but the scene was still absolute insanity, as she looked on her aching pussy finally gave up and the rest of her pee flooded out into her jeans. She was crying uncontrollably as she left and went home on her own. She couldn't believe what had happened and had never felt so humiliated in her life.