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  1. Biku's art

    It's a house party! Spirits are high, drinks are abundant, toilets are scarce (one), and bladders are overflowing! (This is my 1000th post)
    13 points
  2. 636 downloads

    I think her name is Alyssa? If anyone knows, let me know! I'm not sure where the video comes from because there is no logo on the screen.
    Free
    9 points
  3. Oh boy do I have a mammoth story for you guys today I have never had a proper accident in front of people in my life... until today. This is exactly the kind of story that I've been reading from other people on this site for years but the kind of perfect storm of circumstances that I never would have thought really happens... until it happened to me. Let's set the scene. This morning, I woke up significantly earlier than I usually do so I thought perfect, I have even more hours to play with, I'm going to do a big hold and hopefully end up wetting some lovely skinny jeans and film it for all you lovely lovely people on my ManyVids (humble plug 😉). This is unfortunately not how the day turned out although the result was arguably better, even though I wasn't able to film anything. I started by drinking a nice cup of tea and heading out to my local shopping mall. I don't have much privacy in my house which makes omo play a bit of a logistical nightmare, but I digress. For this hold, I planned to drive to my nearest motorway service station (about 25 minutes away) which has showers. I thought that would provide plenty of privacy to film a desperation/wetting video and would be ideal for easy cleanup. I walked around some shops and bought some skinny jeans from a charity shop to wet in, and some cute undies to wear in future videos. While shopping I worked my way through two energy drinks which totalled about 500ml, on top of the previously mentioned cup of tea, as well as about a litre of water. You can see where this is going. I went into the public toilets, not to pee but to change into my peeing clothes. What a concept right? 🤣 Being inches away from a toilet but not letting myself use it was torture, and as soon as I shut the door all my drinks caught up with me at once. My body knew I was out of sight of prying eyes so my bladder spasmed, pee fighting for release so desperately that I had to hold myself tightly with my hand to stave off the flood. I managed to calm down, and changed into the designated wetting jeans I had just bought. I left the shopping mall feeling incredibly full, and still had a 20 minute drive ahead of me. I laid a plastic bag and a towel on the seat of my car as a just-in-case, but this turned out to be a premature omen, it seems. In my haste to leave the mall, I absent-mindedly set up my sat nav but didn't think to check it was actually directing me to the right place... it wasn't. I took a wrong turning, got a bit lost, and ended up adding an extra ten minutes onto my journey. Turns out this was indicative of how the rest of my hold would go. I arrived at the motorway services station absolutely bursting. The extra 10 minutes of the drive had been a bit frantic and now I was at my limit. I gathered up my bag with my clean, dry jeans in and a towel. In hindsight I am so, so glad I had these items 🙏 I stiffly got out of my car and headed towards the building. I felt like I was about to leak as I was walking up the steps, but turns out it was about to get much worse. There was a sign on the door to the service station: Please be advised that the toilets are currently out of service for refurbishment. Apologies for any inconvenience caused. Oh, they were about to find out what kind of inconvenience this caused and then they'll be sorry. I know this is the kind of convenient inconvenience that it feels like would only happen in the movies or in other people's omo stories that have been posted across the internet over the years, and I thought this as well until it happened to me. I didn't think too much of this hurdle because I was heading for the shower, not the toilets. How naïve of me. I only made it a few steps into the lobby when I glanced to the hallway that leads to the toilets and the shower. The entire hallway was blocked by a construction barrier. Now, I would like to preface this next part with a disclaimer that in order to practice this kink ethically, I am strongly opposed to leaving a mess for an unsuspecting somebody else to clean up, when they do not share this kink. It's my hard limit, I don't want to leave a mess. That being said, in this situation, I did not have a choice in the matter. I pissed myself. Not a leak, not a few little spurts, I had absolutely no warning. I just started peeing full force into my jeans, right there in a big open communal space where truck drivers were drinking coffee and chatting. I was in shock, I panicked, I froze. What the fuck do I do?! No matter how much I squeezed all my pelvic muscles I was absolutely powerless to stop the stream. I dashed quickly to a side so I was at least not right in the walkway. Reassured by the fact that my jeans had soaked everything up thus far and there was no puddle on the floor, I pressed on. I made it as far as a big block/pillar thing which I was able to sort of 'hide' behind for some shelter from view, maybe cling on to a tiny shred of dignity. Shop workers in full view of me didn't notice what was going on, I felt like an agent somehow going undetected. I'm sure some of the truck drivers saw the wet streaks down the backs of my legs but I didn't care, maybe they were into it. Right now all I needed to do was find somewhere, anywhere, to piss NOW. Ahead of me, I could see the hallway that led to what was supposed to be toilets. I hobbled, cross-legged, towards the hallway and moved the construction barrier to slip around it. As a last ditch attempt I tried pushing on all the toilet doors (maybe refurbishment hadn't actually started yet?) but every single one was locked. I had no other option. There were two empty mop buckets at the end of the hall. I made a beeline for one and half-squatted over it, draining as much as I could into the seat of my jeans. Some people walked past the other end of the hallway so I stood up as not to be caught in the act, and hid as much as I could behind a tiny outcropping of the wall. I was completely frantically pee dancing at this point, but thankfully nobody saw me. The people walked past and I immediately hopped back into position over the mop bucket. It was incredible to relieve some of the pressure. A man approached the end of the hall with a tentative hand on his rather swollen lower abdomen, clearly looking for the toilets. I quickly stood up and resumed my position behind the wall. I made eye contact with him and shook my head, hopefully with a look of sympathetic resignation on my face. He asked me if there were toilets down here, and I said no. I wonder if he realised what was going on in that moment, that I was leaking into my jeans the whole time he was there. After he left (presumably to go and find a secluded tree or something, lucky sod) I perched over the mop bucket one last time and released some pressure. I didn't want to empty my entire bladder into it, like I said, I strongly disagree with leaving messes for other people. The only mess I left was absolutely critical and completely out of my control. Having freed up enough pressure to function normally, I turned my attention to my soiled clothes. Remember that bag I had with a towel and some dry clothes? That, my friend, was a godsend. I took out the towel and wrapped it around my waist, to shield my dignity because I was in full view of anyone who happened to walk past the end of the hall (which was right by the entrance so yes, lots of people were walking past). I peeled off the soiled skinny jeans (a challenge in itself) and undies. At this moment a member of staff appeared at the end of the hall with a 'wet floor' cone. She thankfully didn't notice me or some any closer, because I was stood there like a deer in headlights, completely nude from the waist down and clutching my panties in my hand. I hurriedly put on my dry clothes and wrapped the wet jeans up in the towel, put everything back in the bag and then booked it back to my car, not looking up or daring to make eye contact with anybody. I was in utter disbelief. I could not believe that had just happened. I drove to the nearest petrol station and used the bathrooms there, taking a moment to process what had just happened to me. As I sit here writing this a couple of hours later, I am still in disbelief. It doesn't feel real. What an experience. Definitely the craziest omo thing to happen to me in my life. The first and only time I have ever wet myself in public, without meaning to. I mean, I've deliberately wet myself in secluded woodland before, but never in a room full of people whether I liked it or not. (Spoiler alert; I did like it. It wasn't nearly as embarrassing as I thought such an experience would be. For the most part, I got away unscathed. Nobody 'caught' me necessarily and anyone who did witness the accident had the decency not to confront me, and I was able to leave the situation in dry clothes. I'm sure if anyone had directly seen/spoken to me or if I'd had to leave in my soggy jeans, I would be feeling very differently about it 🤣)
    8 points
  4. Two weeks ago a good friend of mine got married. After church, there was a reception with champagne, coffee and cake. I talked to a good female friend of mine from college (Janna) who I had not seen in a few years. She is 29 and works as a consultant for a Big Four company. As the schedule was really tight, we were suddenly urged to get to the taxis in order to make it to the wedding dinner on time. In order to keep our conversation, Janna and I boarded the same minibus taxi together with about eight other people. Janna and I were sitting in the back row and usually the drive should only take half an hour. However, there was some obstacle on the highway which led to huge traffic jams. We therefore had to take a detour and the whole drive lasted almost 90 minutes instead of 30. Janna and I kept talking about this and that. After about half an hour I realised that Janna was constantly moving her legs. She also seemed to get less talkative within the next few minutes. She also asked me if I know how long we would still have to go. But I had no idea as I did not even know where we were exactly. We briefly left the highway and then suddenly stopped just next to the road. A guy in the front got off and went to pee right next to a tree more or less in full view of the car as some of his buddies were laughing. He must have begged the driver to make a pit stop. I noticed that Janna was very interested when the guy got off. However, it took him less than two minutes to pee and come back into the car. Janna seemed quite disappointed and kind of said half to herself, half in my direction: Actually, I also could do with a bathroom break somewhere. I said that there is no real bathroom around and she agreed. Within the next few minutes she got even more quiet and seemed to concentrate while jiggling her legs right next to mine. We then went on another highway where thee was also stop-and-go traffic as many cars had to take the detour. At this point, we were still about 45 minutes from our destination. When I asked Janna something, her mind seemed to be somewhere else and she did not really answer my question. She then apologised for not being talkative and said: I'm sorry, but it's just that I really kinda have to use the bathroom. I noticed that she had a really worried expression on her face now and she had started rubbing her thighs through her yellow-coloured dress. A few more minutes went by until she asked me if I think that we could stop somewhere to use the bathroom. We were in the middle of the highway in standstill traffic, so I told her that I do not know where the next reststop is. She went back to fidgeting until it seemed to get so bad that she had to lean forward in her seat. She then said in a strained voice: Ugh, I really need a bathroom, how much longer do you think it will take? I did not know. She then tapped on the shoulder of a girl in the row in front of us and told her that she has to pee. The girl said that she will ask the driver which she did. However, the driver just shook his head and seemed to be annoyed. The girl then told Janna that the driver said there is no restroom around and he cannot stop now. Janna seemed to be really desperate by now. The girl in front of us told her that she also has to pee and that they would have to hold on together. However, this did not really comfort Janna. A few more minutes went by until Janna's state seemed to go from bad to worse. She could not sit still anymore and was desperately squirming in her seat. Another 3-5 minutes later she suddenly grabbed her crotch and had a strange grimace on her face: This is super embarrassing, but we need to find a bathroom now. I don't think I can hold it until we get there! Two minutes later she grabbed her crotch hard again saying I don't care anymore and opened her seatbelt. She urged the girl in front of us again to please ask the driver to stop. When the driver seemed not amused, Janna pleaded with the girl to make him stop. Then the unthinkable happened: Janna grabbed my leg with one arm and put her other hand over her mouth and almost started to cry. I really need to get off or else I will.... she then squirmed in her seat again until she suddenly stopped and with a strange and shocked expression said: I'mgonnapeemypants, ohmygod! Of course, I did not believe it, but she seemed frozen in her seat now and did not say anything anymore. I only realised that she was serious when she took her hand out of her crotch and I saw that her hand was wet. She started sobbing and I could not believe that this smart adult woman really just started peeing in her dress. When we got off about 10 minutes later, she tied her jacket around her waist and immediately ran to the bathroom. She did not attend the dinner anymore, but must have told the other guests that she feels sick. I have not heard from her again since.
    8 points
  5. EE-697

    6,397 downloads

    Desperate women wetting themselves Enjoy
    Free
    7 points
  6. Here's a little tale of desperation I wrote up for @WiiGuy86 that I thought deserved to be shared with you all... I used to work on a pick-your-own fruits and veggies farm - not in the actual fields, but manning the little farm stand. When people came in, I would check their wrist bands and hand them plastic buckets (like this: https://products.blains.com/600/14/140431.jpg) to put their harvest in. My little building contained nothing by a cash register, piles of those buckets and a sink to wash the dirt off your hands. There was a main building where guests could buy souvenirs and snacks, plus the only bathroom on the farm, separated from me by about a 2 minute walk. It's important to note here that my boss was kind of a jerk. Nothing made him angrier than people sneaking onto the farm without paying the entrance fee, so I was not allowed to leave the desk unmanned under any circumstances. I ate lunch at the counter and unless there was someone else free to cover for me, I was basically stuck there all day. Because of this, I was usually quite careful to make sure I peed right before my shift began and controlled my water consumption pretty carefully. One day, though, it all went wrong. It was a scorching 85 degrees and all I had to cool me down were a few dusty fans and staying hydrated. I kept filling and refilling my Nalgene from the sink - it felt like I was sweating every bottle right back out. Of course, that's not quite how human physiology works, and halfway through my shift a slight need to pee began to arise. I radioed over to the main stand to see if anyone could cover for me, but nobody was free. Having pretty good faith in my bladder control, I figured I could get through the last 3 hours or so as long as I slowed down on the water. It would be unpleasant for sure, but I could make it, and I'd just dash right over to the main building as soon as I was done. Spoiler alert: it was not fine. My bladder kept filling and filling as all those past bottles dripped their way through my kidneys. I was thankful that I sat on a stool behind a high desk - like your girlfriend says, it's definitely easier to hold while sitting, plus no one could see me flexing my thighs and squirming around. As the last hour approached, I did give in and popped the button on my denim shorts to give my bladder some much-needed room to expand. The minutes ticked by, but I would be okay. I could make it. With about half an hour to go, though, I got a terrible call from my boss: we were having an event the next day and he needed me to stay late and clean up the farm stand so it would be "presentable". I grumbled internally, but that was fine - I could still go use the bathroom after we closed and then come back to clean. Finally, finally my shift ended and I gingerly peeled myself off the stool. Tugging my t-shirt down to cover my unbuttoned shorts and (at that point quite obvious) bladder bulge, I locked the door behind me and set off towards the main building. As soon as I stood up, I realized just how desperate I was. I badly needed to piss and I needed to piss soon. I waddled as fast as I could, up the dirt road and up the steps to the main building, only to be met by the worst sign I'd ever seen taped to the door: SORRY, CLOSING EARLY TODAY! No one had told me, and there was no explanation offered. I jiggled the handle and knocked loudly on the door, hoping that they too had just shut down for a deep clean and there were still employees inside. Alas, I was met with no response. At this point, things were getting bad. I don't get truly desperate often, but it was building and building by the minute. After confirming that I was truly alone, I allowed myself a quick, blessed moment of relief by shoving my hands between my legs and giving myself a tight squeeze. Not knowing what else to do, I set off back towards my building, cursing my boss and the whole stupid farm under my breath. Safely back inside and assuredly away from prying eyes, I devolved into an archetype of desperation. I was bouncing from foot to foot, clutching myself and letting out (frankly embarrassing) whimpers. I ran through my options, of which there were not many. I didn't have the keys to the main building, so that bathroom was truly inaccessible. I lived too far away to consider driving home and coming back, plus my boss would lose his mind if he stopped by and I wasn't there. We had no porta potties or other facilities. I briefly eyed the sink, but it was too high for me to jump up on and I was certain that if I tried to clamber up in this state, I would end up leaking at a minimum, if not worse. It seemed like my best choice was to find a place to squat outside. Now, another important piece of information is that our land shared a border with a neighbor's residential house, and that border was directly next to the back side of my building. Furthermore, there were no hedges and not much tree cover to make the separation; the "border" was just a chickenwire fence and a few scattered trees. None of the trees were thick enough for me to hide behind, and there weren't even any bushes, but I was frankly too far gone to care about dignity. I shuffled around back, feeling like I quite literally did not even have a minute to spare; I could feel the piss begging to burst out of me, pulsing down again my tightly clenched urethra. I made it behind the building, hands already eagerly tugging at the waistband of my shorts, but just as I was about to squat down, I glanced up and... made direct eye contact with my neighbor, who had apparently picked the world's worst time to hang out in his back yard. With a yelp, I stood back up and ran back inside. Practically in tears, I frantically considered last resorts. Peeing anywhere else outside was too risky as my boss was definitely still on the premises and could show up at any minute to check on my cleaning progress. I was absolutely certain that if I didn't do something in the next 30 seconds, I was going to be pissing myself for the first time in my adult life. There was only one option left: the buckets. You might be thinking this would have been the obvious solution all along, but you see, I am something of a germaphobe and take food safety really seriously. Even with the knowledge I could wash and sanitize it, the thought of urinating in a container that customers used to carry food had been simply unjustifiable. All of the adjectives in the world could not reflect just how desperate I was than the fact that I was now truly considering it - no, not considering it, deciding on it. With a groan, I locked the door, grabbed the first bucket I could reach, fled behind the counter and flung it onto the floor. With my legs shaking like crazy, I frantically clawed my shorts and panties down to my knees and squatted down. Now, sometimes when I've been holding my bladder for too long, it takes a minute to get going and I just sort of dribble for a bit. This time, that was absolutely not the case. My stream began as soon as I lowered myself down and it was strong. That little building was quickly filled with an obscene array of sounds: the incredibly pronounced hiss of 8 hours worth of urine leaving my bladder at maximum velocity, the loud drum of my heavy stream against the hard plastic bucket, and the rather obscene moans and gasps leaving my mouth fully involuntarily. Within a few seconds, the sound of piss hitting plastic changed to the bubbling noise of liquid meeting liquid as my release covered the bottom of the bucket. As I've mentioned before, one of my main turn-ons is not just a desperate, gushing piss but a long one. As I often do when I think something impressive is happening, I pulled out my phone to time this, albeit missing the first several seconds. The relief I was feeling was some of the best I've ever had. I pissed on and on, the thick stream not even beginning to lose power until a good 20 seconds had passed. After that initial torrent, things slowed to a more normal speed and decibel level, but they did not stop. It felt never-ending. Normally, this would be my dream scenario, but once the crazed urgency left the forefront of my brain, the reality of the situation did begin to set in. I was peeing in a bucket at work, in a building with open windows, with the possibility of my boss showing up at any minute. I began to push hard, hoping to draw things to a close before the situation ended in me getting fully and shamefully fired. Finally, things did draw to a close, although it did take several rounds of pulsing my bladder to rid myself of the last few waves of piss. I pressed stop on the timer, shook myself dry and redressed myself. I dumped the bucket in the sink, scrubbed it copious amounts of soap and the hottest water I could stand, and then rinsed it out with bleach to soothe my anxious mind. I finished up the cleaning as quickly as possible, locked up and drove home with my legs still shaking slightly. Now, what of the results? Let me tell you - it almost made the stress worth it. I checked the timer when I got to my car: including the pauses between those closing mini-streams but not including the first few seconds I'd missed, the beautiful numbers that appeared on my phone screen read 1 minute and 48 seconds. And in terms of volume... The buckets we used held 8 quarts and were about 8 inches high. At the time, I didn't think much of my output; when dumping it in the sink, I noted that I'd filled the bucket maybe an inch, which didn't seem like all that much. However, writing this up just now inspired me to do some math. If my piss filled about 1/8 of the bucket, that would be about a quart... And one quart is the equivalent of ~946 mL. I'd measured my piss on a few prior occasions, but never when truly desperate - a slightly-more-than-comfortably full bladder usually gets me about 550-600 mL. Never before had I gotten so close to a liter. I almost wish I'd held on just a little bit longer and gotten all the way there.... I guess I'll have to try again!
    6 points
  7. I apologize I’m advance for the long back story but I do feel like it’s necessary. so a couple weeks ago I played a drunk truth or dare game with some friends. I ended up having to do a dare and the dare was to try an abnormal fetish. we ended up googling a bunch of different ones and put them all in a list randomized and low and behold.. I ended up with omorashi! I have never heard of this and decided joining this forum and exploring it before trying it was the best thing to do. I have read a few experiences and let the thoughts race through my mind about all of this. I decided to try and pee my pants before taking a shower one night and just absolutely could not bring myself to do it. I had to go pretty bad then and still couldn’t do it. I mean I’ve trained myself my entire life NOT to do that.. lol Anyway I was determined to find a way to try it! Now I will say if I drink much of anything typically it goes right through me and I have to go pretty urgently once it hits. my friends have made comments about me always having to pee, so I’d guess I have a small bladder. I’ve had to pee really badly multiple times and had grave concern that I would have an accident even a couple times, but I never actually had one. I’ve peed a little bit here and there before from laughing or coughing but who hasn’t? Fast forward to tonight, I was working a second job that I occasionally pick up when I have nothing going on. it was a 10:00PM-3:00AM shift as a CNA. One of my best friends worked with me so I knew the night would be pretty fun and relaxed. usually the late shifts like this are pretty slow, but they do have busy moments. There have been a couple close calls of me being busy and not being able to pee for a while and feeling like I might have an accident while working here, so I felt like tonight could be a fun opportunity to put myself in a desperate situation. I stopped on my way in and got a 44oz coke and had a couple water bottles in my car so I took those in too. over my first couple hours I slowly but steadily drank all of my coke and the urge was starting to hit me pretty hard. we were completely dead as my need was getting obvious and I was just sitting there talking with my friend so it would’ve been too awkward holding and not going to a restroom so I went a head and broke my seal and peed. I started drinking both of my waters and got them both down within the next half hour and that’s when the work started getting busier. Call lights and a couple late showers had to be done. I was focused on working for 30 minutes to an hour and out of nowhere I had to pee and it was extremely urgent! we were about to do another shower and I chickened out right beforehand and ran on to the restroom again. I was too nervous to pee my self in front of my friend and a patient. I went ahead and refilled a bottle and drank it quickly after I went to the restroom. I decided to keep refilling it and had a couple more over the next hour and got even closer to having an accident again and of course chickened out yet again.. The only thing is this time I started leaking as I got to the restroom and I peed myself a little bit. my underwear leaked through and showed a little bit on my scrubs, thankfully they are black so it didn’t show! After this restroom trip I had 45 minutes left in my shift and a 15 minute drive home so I drank yet another water and REFUSED to let myself visit the restroom before leaving. 10 minutes until my shift ended the urgent need hit me hard again.. I ignored it, it got worse, I kept ignoring the need but time was dragging so slow and I had to pee worse and worse by the second! I had to hold myself and squirm and dance practically nonstop for the last couple minutes just to hold it. I was so nervous but at the same time excited! I felt like I was going to finally get a sample of the fun you guys talk about on here! I had to waddle my way across the building to clock out. It was by far and away the biggest struggle of my LIFE! Thankfully no one was in the hallway and didn’t see me fighting my bladder for it’s life! I knew as I made the long walk around the guiding towards my car that there was no way I could hold it til I got home but I decided to say screw it and risk it anyway! I danced and held myself with all of my night as I stepped slowly to the car.. until I got right to it and the floodgate broke loose.. a small leak turned into a couple more, then to a slow stream, to a complete flood and pee pouring out of me through my pants, all down my legs, into my socks and shoes and all over the ground. of course I didn’t think this through at all and had nothing to put in my car seat to keep it dry so I just had to sit there with pee pants all over my seat and drive home like that. I didn’t realize though that there was still a ton of water trying to work it’s way through my body and my need got extremely quickly again and I ended up having a second uncontrollable accident and peeing what felt like a gallon right into my cloth seat.. So my thoughts as I sit here in my drive way in a massive puddle in my drivers seat of my car and my pants soaked from top to bottom and my feet feeling like they’re swimming in my shoes, THIS WAS ACTUALLY KIND OF FUN😉🥵 I wanna try this again soon, it might end up being my new thing! and since I’m already soaked and sitting in a puddle and have to pee AGAIN. I’m peeing myself again as I type these words 😘
    6 points
  8. Another one of my story comics in the ‘Decades of Desperation’ series. This ones set in the early 1940s during WW2. Based on a letter published in a soft porn mag from the 80s by someone reminiscing about his wartime experiences - it’s been edited and altered to make it into a comic. As usual it can be found in the album: ‘bustin2pee’s Decades of Desperation’ in the Gallery - Omorashi Artwork Hope you enjoy!
    6 points
  9. They were still waiting for the bill as Sue said “ I do it in my panties if the waitresses don’t come very soon, i need to piss so horrendous urgently, but you bad boys like that, you can’t even imagine how bad i need to go and how much it hurts me .” ” Sorry but exactly that is it what we like, we love it to know that you have not been at the loo all day and we love it to imagine how bad you are needing to wee and full and how big your bladder already must be after holding it for so long and after drinking so much.” Said one boy. After the boys paid they went back to their car. Sue was no more able to walk upright, she was bending slightly forward and was walking with small steps and her knees rubbing hard together. In the car she crossed her legs, caressed her swollen belly, massaged her bulging bladder and said “ i don’t know why it is especially bad today, i never use the toilet at school, i did not go once over all that years. Sometimes i don’t even go when i arrive at home after holding it all day, sometimes i wait until the dinner or longer, because i love the feeling of my full bladder, but today it is nearly unbearable. I think that was that extra large coffee!?” ” That is so great and so hot, that you hold your full bladder on purpose after school at home! Nothing is more arousing for us two, than a girl who needs to wee but don’t go, or can’t go. You are absolutely our bladder queen and our holding heroine. Can we meet at Saturday morning, can you come with your bladder full from the night? No morning wee for you? Could we spend the day together? No loo for you, no public toilet!! Can you show us how long a girl can endure not to wee!!!!? You don’t need to drink coffee, you just have to hold your wee for us as long as absolutely possible!!! Would you do that for us?” Asked on of the boys, horny as hell from that situation and from that talk.
    5 points
  10. Hey OmoOrg! I wanted to make a thread to post all of the stuff I or other people I know in the community have made of my OC Gothtilda! Also wanted to use this opportunity to create an interactive thread of sort! Here's a dump of most images with artist credit for each! Also feel free to draw her if you want to! I'm always open to seeing art of her! @BlueOmo Nomnomcat on discord YellowzoneMX Bibrel-Rei @Tentacool
    4 points
  11. tickles her during a broadcast and pees herself, a genuine accident ssstik.io_1683943736250.mp4
    4 points
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    found originally on Pornhub, but it is no longer available there
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    4 points
  13. When I was younger, my mom used to be okay with me peeing my pants when it was wintertime and I was outside playing and wearing snowpants. She said she wanted me to have fun outside and really really stressed how important it was for me to stay hydrated, and said she knew it was a recipe for accidents so she taught me how to use the laundry machine for “when it happens”, not even “if”! I always did it, and even as I got older I never really outgrew it. She never questioned it, but looking back she must’ve wondered why I never really quite tried very hard to make it inside and avoid peeing my pants lol. I even always had a favourite pair of jeans that I would always wear under my snowpants, and I remember always putting them in the washing machine together. It feels like I must have been so obvious 🤦‍♀️ lol I always had a fascination with snowpants, I loved wearing them and being bundled up and swishing around. Peeing my pants was always such a rush for me too, of course. So imagine my butterflies when she basically told me I was allowed to indulge myself! I would get so excited and drink lots of water, in ecstasy as I let myself get so desperate that I knew I wouldn’t make it. And I had a favourite way of going where I would find a nice secret private spot and kneel down in the snow and arch my back to find the sweet spot and make it spread all down my thighs. Ah, so many good memories!!! 🤣 And it all started with permission!!
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  14. Jan 10th 2018 Omg!!! Let’s just open with omg!!! I shouldn’t partake on the forum at work (using cellphone) and getting horny, such a big big no no, lol I was in a naughty naughty mood, but sneaky I was, I beset a challenge to myself consequently and it didn’t help, at least not till I finished after work, it was torcherous!!! And I had to pee so so bad!!! And I was sensitive down there cause of my challenge, never again!! (7.5 hrs was long enough!! Lol) And luckily for me, stacey didn’t ride with me cause she had a few promising interviews with some landlords =} My challenge was to cum as many times as I could without going pee, sounds easy right?? Hahahah!! Nope!! Especially towards the end, I wore my favourite fuchsia g-string and bra, it gets wet so nice, a burgundy silk top and a black skirt to my knees, that clings to my ass, and black thigh highs, At first it seemed simple enough, I did some work, got the real bladder pushing stuff done early and all was left would be my computer work, I started this challenge @ 8am 11am I went to the ladies room , it was empty so I went quietly to the stall and played with myself until I came, it was good, quick so I went back and drank a coffee, no big deal, Time pressed and time wasn’t going as fast, nothing to distract me, I needed to hold off to 2:30pm, I felt the pressure build but persistent I survived and at 2:30pm I made my way to thr ladies room , waited like 10min for a few girls to leave so I can be less obvious , and again, I made myself cum, it wasn’t as good and I really really needed to pee and I almost caved but I knew if I don’t try now I’ll never do it, what’s the worse case? I’ll just come back to the ladies room, so I slowly made my way back to my office and sat there feeling sorry for myself, omg I’m not gonna make it is what I thought, but I was able to get my mind off it for abit , I was needed , yay lol, it bought me 45min and I was done, and waited another 45min , to do my last bit of daily stuff, then finally 5pm came and I was hurting, I almost needed a wheel chair, I took it easy and slow and moved towards the elevator that took me to the parkade, and I made my way to my car, beside my car is a support pillar and with shifting changes and over laps I had 30min At least b4 ppl started to come, I was outta breath, I was even sweating a bit, I was antsy and was in desperate need, I made sure the area was clear, and began to slow pee, but it was to much and I didn’t care and the pressure was so overwhelming I feel to my knees, I gasped aloud and un buttoned my entire shirt grabbing one of my breasts and with my other hand pressed hard into my crotch as I peed, omg I rubbed as I peed until I came, I was so out of breath I felt like passing out , pee saturated my skirt greatly , after I finished peeing , pee was dripping still, from my skirt and gstring, I took it off and wrung it out so I could make the drive home abit more comfortly
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  15. 998 downloads

    Chick really soaks her dress
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  16. 1,178 downloads

    Too sleepy to get up from napping to go pee... besides, it feels really warm and relaxing filling my Levis up with piss.
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  17. I'm wearing brand new undies today. I can't wait to wet in them!
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  18. 688 downloads

    better sound quality in file #1 vs. file #0. #1 has the pants wetting, #0 has the skirt wetting. she reveals her underwear in both name unknown
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  19. I had some more development planned for Emma and her family but the story was getting too long so I decided to scrap some of it. There will be some more of Emma and her mother in upcoming chapters but not too much
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  20. Wanted to share some of the commissions I got made of my OC Gothtilda! Tagging artists with each image! @BlueOmo Yellowzone Bibrel-rei definitely need to commission some more stuff with her newer design! Also Spider-Gwen art I got from BirdB55 on Twitter!
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  21. 344 downloads

    Tattooed lady in school girl skirt pees
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  22. It was a hot day, there were many guests at the ice cream shop and therefore they had to wait a while until the waitress came to take the order. The boys loved that situation, Sue not so much! They offered her iceceamsoda and she agreed, she did not know that there would be a lot of soda in the cup. The boys did that on purpose, Sue should drink, they wanted to test the endurance from her bladder and her ability to hold it, they wanted to fill her up to explode. Again it did last a while until the waitress served the cups. The boys have been at the toilet at lunch and because of the large coffee and the soda they were already needing to go again. How bad must that poor gal need to piss after holding her urine since she left her home early in the morning and after that large coffee? Sue was getting more and more restless. Sometimes she squeezed her thighs with both hands, then she was rubbing her knees and sometimes she pressed her thighs so hard together that she was trembling. She was no longer able to hide her torture, the boys could see her urgently need and her bladder pain at the expression of her face. They did enjoy that, but they wanted more, they wanted to talk about it and so one of the boys asked “what is wrong with you? You look like you be in pain.” Then she could no other, she had to admit her plight and said “ i need to wee so very, very bad, my bladder is full to explode!” ” Oh that is really bad, they don’t have a toilet there.” said one boy and did enjoy that so much. ”Since how long do you need to go?” asked the other boy. ”Since before noon.” answered Sue. ”And why did you not go since then?” he wanted to know. ”Because i never use the school toilets.” she replied. ”You mean that you did not wee since you was leaving your house in the morning?” he wanted to know. ”Not since my morning pee at 7 am. she answered. “You are a real bladder queen. You can’t imagine how much we love that!” said the boy. ”I can’t believe that you love it that i am needing to wee so bad, i can’t imagine that you love it that my bladder is full to burst and that it hurts so much.” said Sue. ”Don’t ask why, we don’t have an answer for that question, but you can’t even imagine how much that turns us on!” replied the boy. We love girls with a good body and good bladder control. Usually girls go several times at one school day and some girls can not even wait until the end of a lesson, but you hold it all day long. You are our holding heroine!!” gushed the boy. ”Can we please go now before i piss my panties.” she was begging. They had to wait again very long for the bill. Sue was shivering on her seat, she pressed one hand hard between her naked thighs and was moaning from her frantic need. ”You can’t imagine how hot and how sexy you are if you need to wee so bad!” Said one boy. ”We always wanted to know how long a girl can hold her pee and how much a girl is able to hold. Can you show us your absolutely limit?” Said the boy. ”You mean i should hold my pee for you?” She asked. “Would you? Would you hold it back until you absolutely can’t no more?”The boy asked. Sue was aroused as well, on one hand from her own need to wee and from that situation and on the other hand she felt attracted to the good looking boys and did like to be able to turn them on with her full bladder and her need to wee. ”I will think about it, but now bring me home as soon as possible if you want to keep your car seat dry.” Said Sue.
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  23. Wet swimsuit

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    I get dressed in my swim suit but then have to pee. You tell me I can't, unless I pee in front of you. So I do.
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  24. 666 downloads

    We were riding along in the car and couldn't find a bathroom anywhere! I had on my gray leggings and new it would be the perfect opportunity to pull over and soak myself next to the water among the bushes. People were passing right by me! I hope they didn't see me piss all over myself!
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  25. Artwork created to feature female desperation with a historical theme
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  26. Hello again. Few weeks ago I was able to have a little fun again... I decided to hold it to my absolute limit! Usually I just 'give up' and wet myself without much effort to actually hold it in. But that day I decided to NOT give up so easily. I started everything by keeping myself VERY hydrated throughout the day. Drinking much more than usually, while still using the bathroom normally. I stopped using the bathroom at around 11 pm when my siblings started to get to their beds and I was FINALLY about to get some privacy. I was already kind of desperate, but I wanted to watch an film to the end. It was a film called 'Looper', but the name is probably the only thing I remember...😅 Anyways, I drank around six cups of tea during the movie, and I was feeling quite freaking full when the movie was close to the end. When it did end, I started to setup my floor with an giant plastic bag and some towels on top of that. I have already ruined one part of our floor, I really don't want to do that again 😆. I really regretted for not doing the setup earlier, it was annoying thing to do whilst desperate! I had just put the towels on the floor when my sister came in. I almost panicked, but then I just calmly lifted everything suspicious on my floor and threw them behind my armchair. I still can't believe she didn't notice anything, she was just looking at her phone 👏. She said that she wasn't feeling sleepy at all, and wanted to talk to me instead! It felt so unreal, she has never came into my room at so late time! (She is 16 by the way.) At first my mind was like "Oh yeah, now I have to hold it! This is perfect!". But as time passed by and she noticed that she hadn't written her diary yet and started to write it RIGHT THERE, i started to panic a little. I couldn't sit still anymore. I tried to say to her that I would like to sleep now, and she was like "I'll be quick, just a few more lines! Then I'll go to bed!". Now something about her; she does her diary EVERY day. EVERY FUCKING DAY. And no matter what, she wants to fill the pages right to the end. Exactly one big page every day. A bit crazy behavior, if you ask me 🤗. So I knew that I just had to wait. Of course I could have used the bathroom freely at any point, but... I had decided to hold it. So I just crossed my legs even more tightly and tried to act like nothing was going on. At one point I had to stand up to do a little pee dance, it was hurting so much I couldn't sit anymore! I was actually really close to losing it at this point. Soon I sat down again and started to feel a bit better. And I still had to use both of my hands to hold it in... Then she said that she's ready to go to sleep. I'm not sure, but I think that she was around an hour in my room. I felt so happy when she finally left, I don't think that I'd have been able to last a lot longer! So when I was sure that she won't come back, I quickly dug the towels and threw them on the floor. I mean, I just threw them. I did not care to carefully set them or anything. There simply wasn't time for that... 😂. Then I completely focused on holding it in. Legs TIGHTLY pressed together. My hands being the final hope to stop the flood. At one point I even tried laying on my bed, but it didn't help at all... I know that I have never been so desperate. NEVER. That's for sure. I leaked a bit, and felt SO excited! It felt so awesome to start losing control like that! It was my first time ever to actually pee myself because I simply could not hold it any longer. I tried to stop it, but... Oooohhh, I could not stop it. It felt far too good to be stopped! It didn't take long until my jeggins ended up being... well, quite damp ☺️. It was awesome. Absolutely the best wetting I've ever done. Wetting myself uncontrollably like that felt maybe 10 times better that 'just' wetting myself. HOW this ended up being so long post? I had just planned to post the pics and not to write a long story like this... Well, I don't know. Maybe someone will find it amusing. So, the pics: And my personal favorites: And pics from my panties for those interested: ps: Getting those tight wet jeggins off was NOT an easy task...😆
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  27. 1,144 downloads

    washing my scrubs i took my top of and realized i might as well enjoy these before i wash them. my top already had detergent on it so i wet my scrub pants before washing ~
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  28. I'm out of nappies, I'm maybe a 5/10? Its 7:15pm. I need to go buy some Drynites soon, what time should I go?
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  29. Jan 18th, 2018 I recieved a text message when I was work, from my fiancee, he was wanting me to bring him a coffee, but most importantly to see me, on his lunch hour, i didn't mind so much, i had to pee when i got there, it wasn't so bad where i needed to go right now, and i kinda lagged b4 leaving my vehicle, i was...distracted lol, i was in leggings, a blue top, i even wore matching thong bra set, not that it's completely relevent to this completely, but i went in, and knocked on his door, he was in a meeting with one of his workers that reports to him, i couldn't help but feel his eyes on me more then on what my fiancee was telling him, but he soon left so i gave him warm coffee, it wasn't hot, due to my lagging, lol, but that wasn't an issue with him, he asked how i was, and that my message i sent him about pleasing him under the desk when we got married, was a turn on, and a tease, i told him i'm good for it after we get married, I took a seat and sipped on what was left of my cold coffee and he got up to close the door and told the receptionist that he's having lunch, to please don't interupt unless it's urgent, We talked, he was stressed but he handled it well considering, paper work, people, meetings, not his favorite part of the job, but part of it never the less. I got up and told him to relax, i began to massage his shoulders, he was enjoying it, i couldn't help but notice a tiny hint of it, between his legs, oh my "virgin eyes", it was about 15 minutes I arched over from behind to kiss his cheek, then he got up, we hugged, then he laid me on the desk kissing me, and touching my face and hair so nicely, saying nice things, i was really wanting more, but having to pee didn't help, i told him i need to pee, and he said okay, as he continued to kiss me and touch my cheeks with his hand so gently, again i told him, i need to pee, or i'm gonna go all over your desk, and you know i would, but he ignored my plees, then i told him if he doesn't let me up he's going to have to unzip and stick it in and full fill me, unfortunately i peed some, and there was a small damp look on my pants, and on my butt a little, he let me up and whispered in my ear "I can be a tease too", i giggled, really liking this side of him, if this is the kind of stuff to look forward too, then i'm so gonna enjoy my marriage, in a sexual way, i went to leave and he grabbed my ass, pee escaped and rolled down my legs, i wanted to finish but regained enough control, i didn't turn around, i just said i'll see you later, and left to my car, i put my jacket in front of my front side and walked, out, no one noticed, and i went to my car and before i got in, i finished peeing my leggings, and went home to shower and head to bed
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  30. Glad you got some enjoyment from it 😄 I think that question is a bit too lewd for public forums 🤐
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  31. Hey all, sorry I've been absent for a little while, I actually ended up getting sick for over a week and couldn't get myself into a mindset to write. I'm feeling much better now, so I'll likely get back to working on requests, I just need to do a couple tweaks on one that I nearly finished before getting sick and I'll be able to get another one started. I am familiar with, and quite enjoyed DDLC, if you've got any more specific details about the request feel free to comment them here or DM them to me, I already think I have some fun ideas for that one.
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  32. A couple of nights ago, driving home from a ball game. The usual car wetting while driving. I figured there was a 50-50 chance of making it home without wetting. Probably made it about 3/4 of the way home.
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  33. DofD 1940s7.jpg

    Oh. Well it still looks great, awesome job as always. I’m really looking forward to the other decades as well! Particularly the 20s and 1900s
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  34. I hope you contribute more soon! I always like how you draw her!!
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  35. Absolutely! There isn't enough Goth girl wetting art and it saddens me, hopefully I can help change that with the help of some other artists, my wallet and my pencil.
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  36. Giving me ideas 💭 and that explains your username 🤣
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  37. When she appeared at the end of the hall with the wet floor cone I genuinely thought I was done for I thought maybe I'd left a trail and she was following it to find me but she didn't even look at me she just dumped the cone by the wall and walked away so I think she was just tidying up but it was a heart-in-mouth moment for sure because I was naked in public wrapped in a towel and I had just defiled company property and then got naked... now I think about it I genuinely could have been arrested uh oh 🤣
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  39. 834 downloads

    Desperate naughty student pees herself then teases with a sex toy
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  40. Nurses Never Need It The media was flooded with the news of an epidemic in the city of Aquina. Nobody knew where the virus originated from, but it certainly was a funny yet serious concern for the society. The virus was named as Pissera as it was making people incontinent by overhydrating their bodies and weakening their control at the same time. The streets were filled with people rushing to find the nearest bathroom. The city’s once-bustling businesses were now empty and deserted. The stench of urine filled the air, and people were starting to lose hope. Each toilet had become a breeding ground for the virus. As the situation grew worse, the World Health Association (WHA) stepped in to take control. They dispatched a team of medical professionals to Aquina to investigate the cause of the epidemic and find a cure. The team included Doctor Eva from Czech and 4 of the strongest nurses from around the world - Emily from Netherlands, Amy from Australia, Kim from Brazil & Adele from the USA. The nurses, in particular, were supposed to be at the forefront of the battle against the epidemic, tasked with collecting urine specimens from patients and analyzing them in the lab. Before they were recruited for Aquina, they would deal with so many patients in the day and ignore the urgent nature’s call. The entire gang were nominated by their countries especially for this special ability of theirs. abilities to withstand long hours of work without any trip to the bathroom. In the nurses’ community, if one can hold his/her pee it was a tremendous achievement. This group was renowned for not using any hospital bathrooms throughout their careers despite having to handle double shifts on a regular basis and maintaining on aura of strength around them. As much as they were experts at holding it for long durations, they did like to pee once in a while. It was not a demand but more of a sweet reward they gave to themselves after holding it all day. The gushers would be loud and long and nearly orgasmic. But here at Aquina, the nurses were asked to stay in residential quarters which had only one bathroom. This posed a great challenge for all of them as they didn’t like to be seen going to the bathroom for such silly bodily needs. In fact, they all used to make fun of other staff who used to take bathroom breaks. Thus, in the residential quarters, simply rushing to the bathroom after a long day at work was NOT-AN-OPTION for them. The first day of work was not so difficult but from the 2nd day of work, the girls could barely keep still. They had not taken a full pee for over a day. The taut bulges under those tight uniforms told their story . When Dr. Eva asked them whether they needed to relieve themselves, she was returned with all sorts of answers, mostly which were to impress her. “Me, needing the bathroom! Never!” Said Amy. “Fucking no! This bladder has no limits!” Adele was overconfident. “I set the rules for my bladder. If I say no, my bladder will hold it in” Emily responded. “Nope Doctor. I cannot function normally unless my bladder is tearing apart with pressure!” Kim exclaimed. But truth be told, despite their tall claims, Adele, Emily and Amy were having second thoughts about how long they can keep up with their act. Those tiny uniforms were not designed keeping in mind a nurse’s bladder and eventually show that would be bulging obscenely. Aquina was pushing them to their limits, daily. With so many close calls and being ridiculed by each other, their days ahead were going to be very challenging. Kim and Eva thought otherwise. Adele started using panty liners for those moments when her bladder simply won’t stop leaking. Amy bought sponge bars to take just the edge of her bladder when the pressure became too much. Emily brought some indoor plants and partially relieved herself in the pots at the exact same time, twice every day. Kim simply forced herself to hold it till she found some privacy – which was far and few. And to her dismay, every time she sneaked into the bathroom one or the other nurse would catch her and start mocking her for having a pea sized bladder. “One day I will teach YALL a lesson on holding!” And no one knew what Eva did to manage her pressure, since no one ever heard a flush sound coming from her priavet bathroom. In other words, since the group arrived in Aquina, they had never fully emptied themselves. As much as they hated the constant discomfort and grossness, it became a matter of pride for them to keep the bathroom unused. They were willing go to any lengths to keep up with the façade of being under control, until one fateful day. Scene 1: The announcement The nurses were about to start their day when Eva hobbled in the empty hospital corridors. The sound of her footsteps echoed throughout. The nurses, Emily, Kim, Adele, and Amy were all gathered around the nurses' station. The group had a long day at work and their bladders were not fully relieved. A constant dull ache plagued their bellies. Adele had run out of panty liners the previous night. The pleasure of finally letting go was so intense that she couldn’t bring herself to stop till all her stock for depleted. Fortunately for her, the pressure was still manageable in the morning. Amy had a habit of waiting, even when she could actually take a pee. It finally caught up with her. The previous night she barely made it to the quarter dry and one she was in privacy, she simply failed to stop her gusher. The sponge started overflowing. It could only contain so much. She somehow managed to fall asleep only to be woken by an alarmingly full bladder. She attempted to dry off the sponge, but it remained soaked. She couldn’t get her much needed morning relief and cursed herself for being so careless. She determined herself to get some additional sponge from the hospital today. Emily was no better. Her bladder begged for its scheduled relief but there was nowhere to go. She had released so much into the potted plants last night that the soil was still drenched. Clearly her lack of self-control proved to be costly in the morning. Her potted plants had still not absorbed the gusher from the previous night. Kim’s bladder was hard as steel. Unlike the rest of the girls she had no secret tricks of relieving herself in private. She didn’t mind the excruciating discomfort though. She was so confident about her ability to hold even though her face had turned red with the efforts of keeping her filthy liquids contained. Every time she moved her boiling piss rushed to her pee hole. The girls were in the living room in the morning which left her no chance to sneak into the common bathroom. She sighed at that but didn’t mind it the pressure though. She had spent her entire childhood holding it and it was her favourite sport. The rest of the girls were jealous of her and every time she would sneak into the common bathroom for a long awaited partial relief, they would roast her. Back to the situation, showing weakness was not an option. Eva was pretty strict with them about their bathroom habits. To act strong in front of each other and Eva, they sipped on their cups of coffee, while chatting about the latest gossip in town. Suddenly, the door to the doctor's office swung open, and Dr. Eva stepped in, looking grave and serious. "Attention everyone," she said in a solemn voice. "I have some news that I'm afraid is not going to be easy to hear." The nurses stopped chatting and turned their attention towards the doctor, wondering what was going on. "I'm afraid we have a new strain of the virus," Dr. Eva continued. "And the only way to minimize the risk of infection is by holding pee, at least for 2 full days. There is nowhere safe to pee as you would normally do." The room fell silent for a moment, as the nurses looked at each other with horror in their eyes. Their bladders were already throbbing with pressure and tiredness and now this! "Like literally pee in once every two days, you mean?" Kim asked with a grin on her face. "Its not a joke Kim" Dr. Eva was annoyed. "One needs to build and sustain enough pressure in their bladders for at least 2 days to fight off the virus. You cannot dehydrate or take partial pees or anything. By peeing only once or lesser in every two days, we can overcome the incubation period of the virus and reduce the chances of infection” The nurses all nodded, trying to act normally. “So what I need you all to do is to talk to all the patients and ask them to hold it for two days or longer between each pee. And parallelly, please continue to collect urine samples just in case we land up with some other break through.” Doctor Eva then went to her cabin, and watched the nurses closely through the CCTV camera, observing their every move. She could tell that each one of the nurses was pretending to act normally but in reality, they were all holding it in. It was a critical moment in the fight against the virus, and she was grateful to have such an incredible team by her side. She fought her own intense urge to pee, rooting for the nurses, who were managing to carry out their responsibilities flawlessly, despite fighting the increasing discomfort of their bladders. On the other hand, Adele had mixed feelings about the situation. She had always prided herself on her ability to hold it in, but the thought of peeing only once every two days sent a shiver down her spine. On top of that she wouldn’t even be able to use her panty liners. She took a deep breath and secretly put on a tight latex bodysuit underneath her tiny nurse uniform. It felt restricting, but it was the only way she could force herself to hold it. She couldn’t help but chuckle to herself, “I can’t wait to see their looks when they will find out about my intelligent idea of wearing an outfit which makes it impossible to pee.” She had to make sure that she could hold it in for the full two days, no matter what. The only problem was that the bodysuit was a little too tight for comfort. “Oh no,” she thought to herself, “this could be a problem.” But she was determined to make it work, and so she started taking small, careful steps, hoping to keep the pressure to a minimum. "I can do this,” she whispered to herself, with a determination om her face. Amy could hardly contain her excitement as she thought about the challenge ahead. Her competitive nature had kicked in. Holding her pee had always been a source of secret pride for her, but now she could finally show off her skills. “Holding it for two whole days – hmmm, I guess the sponge not getting dry was a sign from the universe to hold it longer.” As she went about her day, Amy drank measured amounts of water, purposely trying to stay hydrated and yet as full as possible. Every time she felt the urge to pee, she clenched her muscles and took deep breaths, determined not to give in to the temptation. She couldn’t wait to see what the other nurses had up their sleeves. Emily was nervous that she would have to break her habit of relieving herself in her potted plants, twice a day. She felt a wave of apprehension wash over her as she contemplated the task ahead. She had always prided herself on being disciplined and having control over her body, but holding her pee for two days, every time? It seemed impossible. Yet, the gravity of the situation was not lost on her. The thought of being the one to make a difference in the world, to contribute in some small way to the defeat of the virus, was too powerful to ignore. With a deep breath, she made up her mind to push past her habits and become the hero that humanity needed. She started to strategize her approach, wondering how much water she would need to drink to be able to hold it as long as possible. Kim, on the other hand thought to herself “Its nothing that I cannot control! I will show these bitches what it means to have an iron bladder!” She did the unthinkable decided to take things up a notch and began to drink diuretics to increase the pressure. She was secretly excited about the challenge and couldn't wait to see how far she could push herself. She grinned to herself as she quickly mixed up a cocktail of diuretics in her water bottle, which she stole from the med counter. She had always loved holding her pee for as long as possible, and this challenge was right up her alley. As she took a long sip of the water, she could feel her bladder throb in protest. She didn’t even pee in the morning. The game was risky but she loved the discomfort and rush of needing to pee. She was determined to be the last one standing in this challenge, and teach the rest of the girls a fitting lesson. As she went about her work, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within her. A few hours later, Doctor Eva again got back to the screen, rocking back & forth in her seat. She saw the nurses subtly squirming and managing their daily activities. But what she didn’t like was the fact that the nurses hardly drank any water ever since the announcement. She got on the mic… “Just so that you remember girls, not drinking water is not a solution to beat the virus. I need you all to stick to the universal drinking plan – RIGHT NOW!” The nurses were caught off guard. Except Kim, the rest of them wanted to spread out their intake but alas! They all waddled to the pantry and started chugging water, trying to act all strong and confident. Within a matter of minutes, another litre was down their throats. Their bladders violently protested this sudden unwarranted inflow of water. Scene 2: Hour Six: Bladder Measuring Machine Kim was huffing and puffing. The diuretics and the additional stream of water raided her overworked bladder. “No no no! This can’t be good. Why is this getting so difficult! ” Her attempts to distract herself were starting to fail. “I must find out how much is exactly inside, so that I will know whether the pressure is real or is it just my mind messing with me!” Kim’s mind kept going back to the ultra-sound machine she had seen earlier in the lab. Finally, when no one was around, she snuck off to the lab and quietly checked the volume of her bladder. To her shock, the machine registered that she was already at 90% capacity – 3000ml – 16 hours. Kim started to panic. She had no idea how she was going to last for another day and a half. She cursed herself for consuming such strong diuretics. As Kim came out, Adele caught her. She inquired Kim about her sudden visit to the ultra-sound lab. Kim tried to come up with some excuse but failed to stop Adele. Her eyes twinkled with excitement to see the machine. It was always her dream to measure her bladder and without giving a second though she put the sensors on her bladder bulge. She had always wanted to measure her bladder capacity, and now was her chance. Without giving it a second thought, she quickly put the sensors on her bladder bulge and eagerly awaited the results. Adele couldn't help but imagine herself breaking the world record for the maximum volume inside a bladder. Her mind raced with ideas of how she would celebrate her victory, including a parade in her honour and a medal presentation ceremony. Finally, the machine beeped, and the results appeared on the screen. Adele's heart sank as she saw that her bladder was only at 50% – a meagre 1400ml – 6 hours. She couldn't believe it! She had been holding it in for hours, and it felt like there was a lot inside her bladder. Feeling disappointed and a little embarrassed, Adele quickly left the lab and went back to her duties as a nurse. As she walked through the halls, she couldn't help but wonder how the other nurses were faring in their attempts to hold their pee. She knew one thing for sure, though – she was not going to let this defeat her. “If I’m only at 50% now, it means I can actually go up to a whopping 2800ml.” That thought alone left her salivating. She would keep trying and pushing herself to be the best pee holder she could be. “Where were you guys up to? A few patients need help.” Emily squirmed. It was clear that counselling the patients about holding, collecting urine samples, and listening to the sound of the flush was not exactly an easy task when your bladder is crying for relief. She had never been one to take her bathroom breaks lightly - always made it a point to relieve herself in her pots, exactly the same time every day, without fail. But today was different. Today onwards she could only pee only once every two days. Kim tried to stop Adele from talking about the bladder measuring ultrasound machine, but she simply ignored Kim and spilled the beans to Emily. “Kim, you don’t get to tell me what to do!” Emily at once ran to the empty ultrasound room at once. Her heart raced with anticipation. She had never seen anything like it before, and the prospect of measuring her bladder fullness was both exciting and terrifying. With shaking hands, she placed the sensors on her bulging bladder and waited anxiously for the results. When they finally appeared on the screen, her jaw dropped in shock. "70% - 2100ml – 6 hours" she exclaimed in disbelief. "How is that even possible?! How the fuck am I going to last for two whole days?” Kim and Adele watched Emily curse herself. “Come on, Emily! Don’t feel bad. You’re holding quite a full bladder. Though its nowhere close to my capacity.” Adele mocked her. Truth be told each nurse wanted to know how each of one of them were holding up, perhaps except Kim. “O really Adele? You still think you can beat my tank?” Kim interrupted “Y’all make my fun when I try to use the toilet… now you know how it feels to be at limits.” What followed thereafter was a heated argument. Each one was determined to prove the rest about their prowess. Scene 3: Hour Ten: Amy’s Masterplan Amy was shifting her weight from one leg to the other. “If this drinking regime, continues for a few more hours, I am literally going to pee myself”, she thought to herself, giving a quick squeeze to her crotch. “I must devise a plan and make sure that the other three lose their loads before I do.” Just then Amy happened to overhear the argument of Kim, Emily and Adele coming from the ultra-sound room. A devilish plot occurred to her, and Amy sneaked into the medical counter. She looked from one side to the other and quietly stole tablets called “Openthra”. Her heart was racing as she poured them in the coffee machine mixer. “These pills will wreak havoc on their bladder with a tsunami of pee and destroy their control!”, she greedily laughed. An hour later, during the break time, all the trio arrived at the nurse station and poured themselves tall mugs of coffee, giving each other a knowing look. The atmosphere was tense and soon the mugs were empty. Kim, Emily and Adele had no clue what just happened with them. Amy couldn't help but grin as her plan was put to motion. She made her way to the ultrasound machine and put the sensors on her bladder bulge. As the numbers flashed on the screen, Amy's eyes widened in shock. It read 75% capacity – 2700ml – 10 hours. She nearly jumped with glee, only to stop within a second, when her bladder angrily protested. Her bladder was uncomfortably full but still under her control. Thankfully for her, her cunning plan put her on fast track to win the competition. For the first time she felt that she could survive without using the sponge. Back at the nurse station, Kim, and Adele were catastrophically desperate now. Their muscles were quivering. Hot frothing piss was pushing down their urethral opening like an overflowing dam. There was something wrong they sensed and went to Dr. Eva. “Help us” they wept to Eva, who herself was in a dire situation. The moment was tense and Eva, who herself was visibly shaking, hinted the girls to follow her to the ultrasound room. The machine there still had the Amy’s stats on the screen, which they were surprised to see. One by one they all used the machine and recorded the stats on a piece of paper. Capacity used by 6pm Volume holding No. of hours since last pee Kim 95% 3200 20 Amy 75% 2700 10 Adele 85% 2400 10 Emily 80% 2400 10 Eva 90% 2700 22 “How is it possible?!” Eva was perplexed looking at the various charts in the machine. “Our bladders have filled in so rapidly in just the past few hours and yet its only Amy who is below 80%. Strange!” “Wh-what is it doctor? We are so close to wet ourselves here!” Emily was strained. “Is it the virus, doc?” Kim asked with teary eyes. “N-No! Its not the virus. It does not act so fast. Things like this only happen if we consume a very strong diuretic” Eva couldn’t stand still. “Did you all drink anything in the past hour or so?” “Coffee” They all said in a chorus. “Me too!” Eva quickly got her mobile and scrolled through the CCTV footage of the coffee machine. And BAM! “Amy – Amy mixed something in the coffee machine mixer!” “What the fuck! Should we confront her? This is cheating!” Emily yelled. Her voice shaky. “Y’all wanna do it – Go ahead!” Kim tried to straighten up. “I am not going to give that bitch Amy any satisfaction about giving me a tough time.” “I think she is right!” Eva nodded. She instructed Kim, Adele and Emily to keep mum. Instead, she encouraged them to fight their needs and cork it in like TRUE NURSES! All the girls including Eva had never felt such an intense need to pee. Feeling the sensation of their bladders growing was weird, funny, arousing – all at the same time. Scene 4: Hour Twelve: Bombarding with Beer It was 8 in the evening and the last patient just left from the hospital. The nurses and Eva gathered at the nurse station. The bulge in each one’s bladder strained their already tight uniforms to its limits. The zip, the buttons, the seams – all were fighting to keep their swollen organ covered. “Long day girls, isn’t it?” Eva started. “Yeah! Long but easy!” Kim patted her bladder vigorously, sending shockwaves through her body. She suppressed it merely by gritting her teeth and clenching her muscles with all her might. “I agree!” Adele added, uncrossing her legs. She was followed by Emily who poured herself a tall glass of milkshake from the same machine. Amy raised her brows. “This wasn’t a part of the plan. How are they still so calm, by this time they should have formed a puddle under their feet.” All the 4 girls acted bravely as if nothing happened to them, while in reality they were hanging by a thread. Their bladders were near their capacity already and not even one day had passed. “I hope you all are doing fine with the new rule of peeing only once every 2 days!” Eva announced trying to force a smile. Her face red with the efforts. “Amy – you look concerned – what happened?” Amy realized that all the eyes were on her. “Are you all right? Please tell me you don’t need to pee yet.” “Oh no! Not at all!” Amy was blushing furiously. Eva, however, had a different idea of punishing Amy. "You know what we should do? We should go beer hopping. Push ourselves to our absolute limits." Amy raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that, Eva? You might not be able to handle it." Eva grinned. "Oh, I can handle it my dear. Can you?" Adele cleared her throat, trying to sound confident. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm still holding strong." Emily nodded in agreement. "Me too. I'm not going to let my bladder win." Kim shifted in her seat, her face turning red. "I can hold it. No problem." “Great! Lets get going. The bills on me!” Eva announced. Her bladder nearly erupting the flood in her tight undies. “It might not be the best idea at this moment” Amy tried to protest again. “Jeez! Aquina is the Beer capital of the world, and we haven’t taken a single night off. THIS IS AN ORDER!” Eva glared at all. Kim literally pulled Amy out of her seat, and they all began. The girls had squeezed themselves into the tightest of sexy club dresses and highest of heels, before starting the trip. The next few hours were an epitome of glamour and peak of bladder torture - combined. People were envious of the gang, who were chugging pints after pints without a care in the world. Others around them were either pissing themselves or making a beeline for the bathrooms. From each pub to the next the amount of beer entering their bladders kept on rising. With seemingly last reserves of their strength the girls steeled themselves to strut around. Amy who was struggling to keep up with the pace of the girls failed to understand how the town was not flooded with their piss yet. With sweaty bodies, gritted teeth, and cramping muscles they spent the evening hopping from pub to pub. drinking pint after pint of beer. Eva, known for her love of beer, was the 2nd most desperate of the group. She had a habit of drinking multiple pints of beer and holding her pee for the entire night. This time was different, though. She had been fighting with tooth and nail to avoid peeing ever since she was deputed to Aquina. Her bladder was over-worked, and sphincter was weakening by the minute thanks to the diuretics and her greed for chilled beer. Every sip of beer was followed by an intense spasm and a minute of clenching herself to not allow a drop of relief. She was determined to keep up with the girls and show that she was their true leader who practices what she preaches, especially to Amy. As they hopped from one pub to another, Eva’s desperation had reached levels which she had never experienced before. She tried to distract herself with conversation and laughter, but her mind kept wandering back to her bladder. Every muscle below her hips were burning as if she was doing a high intensity training. She lost count of the number of pints she was downing to keep up with the girls. She too had her limits and as they moved from one pub to the next, Eva’s body started to betray her. She started squirming in her seat, crossing, and uncrossing her legs, and shifting from side to side. Emily noticed her discomfort and whispered to her, “Are you okay, Eva?” Eva quickly replied, “Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I’m just enjoying myself.” She flicked her hair behind her hair with a trembling hand. Her body unable to stop rocking back and forth. “Gosh! My bladder is surely going to explode inside me today!” she could feel her bladder on the verge of giving in, but she still refused to be the first one to break. The others could see the struggle written all over her face. Emily didn’t believe Eva, but she didn’t push the issue. She was in the same boat as Eva, after all. After Amy's heinous act of spiking her drinks with diuretics, Emily’s bladder felt as though it was being filled like a balloon stuck against an open tap. With a strained expression, she tried to appear nonchalant by keeping her hands rested firmly on the table. However, the tension in her tightly crossed thighs could have easily cracked a walnut. With gritted teeth, she silently repeated to herself, "Hold it - Hold it - Hold it." She was determined not to give Amy the satisfaction of breaking her first. As the group stumbled from pub to pub, she found herself taking short halting steps as she fought the urge to pee. Her competitive nature refused to allow her to be the first to cave and admit her need to pee. She prided herself on being a self-disciplinarian, always striving to prove herself as the best at everything. So, despite the strong frantic signals from her bladder, she kept her lips tightly sealed and struggled to maintain her composure. Every muscle in her body screamed out for release, but she held firm, determined to prove her mettle, and come out on top. Adele’s boobs were popping out of the tiny cups of her latex bodysuit, but she paid no heed to it. For her, all that mattered was to not pee herself, and it was becoming increasingly difficult for her. Her bladder was screaming for relief, and she could feel pee rushing to her pee hole with more and more force after every gulp of beer. Her tight latex bodysuit was squeezing her bladder to an inch of its life and her 6” heels didn’t exactly make her life any easier. Each step sent tremors of pain to her bladder. As they walked from pub to pub, Adele was feeling more and more frantic for a pee, but she didn’t let that show on her face. She walked with small, tentative steps and crossed her legs as much as possible. Every time they entered a new pub, her eyes automatically fell on the sign of the toilets. She bit her lips and imagined how blissful it would feel to let go of a few drops. But instead, all she kept doing was “Get me one more pint!” Kim was dying a thousand deaths every second. She minced with pain as she downed 9th pint of beer. The ribs of her corset were bent outwards. Her bladder simply refused to stay confined anymore and demanded more room. “Just co-operate you spoilt brat!” She cursed her bladder for not letting her enjoy the beers. She clenched herself harder and decided to punish her bladder for not obeying her command to hold her piss. “So, what if I had a double dose of diuretic – you still need to hold it in till I say otherwise.” With every ounce of her core strength, she uncrossed her legs, straightened up and brough her hand back onto the table. The words which came out of her mouth shocked everyone, “One beer tower for me!” That statement alone was enough to prove to all the girls around the table that Kim meant business. The next half an hour the girls watched Kim down the entire tower herself without a single whimper of discomfort. The vein of her forehead could pop any time, such was the intensity of the strain Kim was subjecting herself to. Her bladder swelled by the minute breaking the buckle on her corset sending it flying across the room. “WHERE THE FUCK IS ALL THAT BEER GOING!” Amy exclaimed in frustration. “To my bladder where it will stay as long as I want.” Kim said coldly as if challenging Amy to do the same. “I don’t believe you – I don’t believe any of you” Amy’s voice was shaking in desperation. “How are you still holding it? You should have peed hours ago.” She couldn’t pretend to be comfortable anymore and her hands flew down to her crotch. The rest of the girls looked at each other knowingly. “And why would you say that?” Adele questioned. “Do you think we are not strong enough to hold?” “Or you are ashamed that you are unable to contain just a few cans of beer when we are clearly drinking way more than you can catch up?” Emily was fuming. “I . .” “Answer the damn thing!” Eva pounded the table with her fist. “I poured an entire bottle of Openthra diuretics in the coffee machine! You all have peed secretly sometime when I must not have been there!” Amy immediately covered her mouth, realizing what she blurted out. “There we go!” Kim added, trying to keep her voice stable. “You just put the fate of Aquina out of the window for your petty – selfish gains! And yet look at us girls, despite knowing that you cheated on us, we kept on with the drama that none of us knew. We downed nearly a drum of beer each throughout the evening and yet not a drop has escaped! Your puny diuretics are not strong enough to thwart us from saving Aquina. That’s the power of a TRUE NURSE!” Eva angrily said. “If you have any saving grace or shame – you may leave or you may tank up on these Openthra pills show up at the hospital tomorrow without any relief if you can!” Soon after the nurses left the pub leaving Amy behind. She felt humiliated. Her selfishness proved costly to her. Scene 5: Hour Twenty – The Long Night of Eva Eva returned to her quarters after the dramatic evening of pub hopping. Her bladder was full to the brim, but using the bathroom was out of option. Not only could she risk catching the virus, but it would defeat the whole purpose of the show-down with Amy. Eva silently slipped out of her sweaty clothes and entered into her bed. She hoped that lying down would release some of the pressure, but the opposite happened. She yelped in pain as her bladder shot a nasty spasm trying to force out all the beer piss from her body. However, the moment she lay down, the pressure intensified, and she knew that she had to hold it in for the entire night. She bit her pillow in sheer despair and shoved her hands in her bladder. Eva tried to focus her thoughts on anything but her bladder, but it was impossible. Her bladder had trapped. The AC in her room was on full blast and the door of her bathroom was open. Unlike the nurses, doctors had their own private quarter with an attached bathroom. The way she lied on the bed, the white porcelain bowl was right in front of her eyes. “God! Help me! If I move I will wet myself!” Eva suffered in silence forcing herself to endure the night looking at the toilet, freezing herself under the AC. Eva started to mumble to herself, trying to keep her spirits up. “You can do this, Eva. You’re a strong girl. You can hold it in. You’re not going to give up.” She repeated this mantra over and over again, trying to motivate herself to keep going. Scene 6: Hour Twenty – The Long Night of Kim Kim was clawing the walls in desperation. As soon as she stumbled into her room, all her pretence of being normal was gone. Her heels came off and she tore away the remainder of her ribbed corset and her clingy rubber dress. She moaned in pain and her breathing became erratic when she looked at her grotesquely bulging bladder. Right from the apex of her navel till the crotch, the bulge protruded for a good few inches. Others would call her crazy but there was no other girl in the world who could come close to her when it came to her addiction to holding. “With all that beer I am sure my body will dehydrate.” Kim thought to herself. Before her body could prepare she waddled to the kitchen and downed half a gallon of water without any thoughts. What came next, nearly knocked her out. This additional water hit her bladder like a freight train, forcing herself to nearly squat down. She pursed her lips and held her breath immediately to avoid the imminent flooding. She was curled on the floor for the longest time. Her bladder refused to stop spasming and cramping but Kim was resolute. At one point in time, she practically crawled to her bed. The minutes turned into hours, and the pressure in her bladder continued to worsen. Her lower belly, back and legs all were hurting. Kim was now beyond frantic, and she felt like she was going to burst. “I can’t take it anymore,” she whispered, reaching for her phone. She opened the group chat and typed, “I think I’m going to lose it.” But right before she hit send she paused. That one message could destroy her entire reputation. She had not come this far only to accept defeat “What was I thinking! How could I even. .” Kim was furious on her inability to stay composed. With a swift motion she turned and slammed her bladder against the bed. She was feeling frustrated and angry at herself for allowing her bladder to take control “I – MUST NOT - - -PEEEEE” Kim’s eyes welled up with the pain, but it was decided that to teach her bladder a lesson she would sleep on her belly for the rest of the night. “Strong nurses don’t pee! Strong nurses don’t pee” She kept chanting the mantra. Scene 7: Hour Twenty – The Long Night of Emily and Adele Emily and Adele stumbled into their apartment, giggling uncontrollably. Their bladders were stretched to the limit, and they both knew that they were on the verge of losing control. The bathroom was so close, yet so far away. They both hesitated, knowing that once they let go, they would never be able to stop. Emily leaned against the wall; her eyes squeezed shut. She groaned as another wave of pressure hit her. "Oh god, Adele," she muttered. "I don't think I can hold it much longer." Adele clutched her stomach and laughed nervously. "I know, Em. Me too. But we have to. We can't give up now. We've held it all day, we must hold it. It’s just a matter of one more day." Emily nodded, her hands shaking as she clutched her crotch. "You're right. We've come this far. We can't let Amy win. We can’t let that virus win." Adele's face twisted into a scowl at the mention of Amy's name. "That little cheat," she growled. "I can't believe she spiked our drinks like that." Emily rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I’m glad that we all put her to place. For now, we need to focus on holding it." The two girls stumbled towards the couch and collapsed onto it, their legs crossed like a pretzel. Their bodies shuddered and within a blink of an eye the pressure started to build up again. Their bladder needed room to expand, which was virtually not available in their petite frames. Emily squirmed on the couch, her thighs trembling. "Oh god, Adele, I don’t want to pee. Please help me!" Adele patted her Emily’s shoulder sympathetically. "I know, Em. Me too. But we can't give up now. We're in this together." Little did the girls realize that unknowingly the pressure in their bladders turned them into friends from foes. Emily nodded; her teeth clenched. "Right. Together. We can do this." A new pack of panty liners which arrived from delivery and the potted plant were right in front of their eyes. Their secret tool to relief was – RIGHT THERE! “You know! All this time in Aquina, I have never ever fully emptied my bladder. I had a secret method to take the edge off my bladder!” Emily whispered. Her legs were shaking, and body drenched in sweat. Adele could feel her heartbeat rising. It was like they show in the movies, where a hero knows she is about to die, and they divulge their deepest secret to her friend. “No! I don’t want to listen to it.” “My body simply can’t contain any more. It – I want to hold it but” Emily pulled her tight skirt down to reveal a coin sized spot on her tight undies. Adele contorted her face merely looking at it. “Please – don’t” Adele’s hands suddenly flew down to her crotch. She hid her face in shame and suddenly started groaning. “No no no!” The next moment a drop of pee escaped from her vagina. But unlike Emily, it didn’t show up as a wet spot thanks to the latex bodysuit she wore underneath. “I am so tempted to ease myself in that pot of plant” Emily wept. “But we can’t – We must not.” Adele said clutching the pack of panty liners. Both of them were using all their strengths to hold the piss inside but just then the alarm rang on Emily’s phone startling the duo. It was so abrupt that they both lost a few more spurts of pee in their tight underwears. Scene 8: The Finale The morning was excruciating. Emily & Adele were just a breath or two away from a full blow accident. Eva woke up with bloodshot eyes and Kim’s whole body seemed to be on pins and needles. The group had subjected their bladders to impossible tortures. That they were still dry was a miracle in itself. Being in this profession they had learnt to put their bodily needs to the backburner but today it seemed impossible to even breath without risking a full blown accident. Eva, Adele, Emily and Kim stumbled through the hospital doors, their faces twisted with pain and desperation. Their bladders were swollen beyond belief, and they could hardly move without whimpering. Each of them had been holding it for over 24 hours, and the amount of pee they all had corked up was unbelievable. Their uniforms threatened were stretched to the seams. But they were determined not to give in and pee before at least another 24 hours. As they made their way to the waiting room, they were surprised to see Amy sitting there, looking guilty and anxious. Eva approached her with a scowl, her eyes blazing with fury. "I hope you downed all the Openthra, Amy?" she hissed, her voice barely above a whisper. Amy hung her head in shame, "I'm so sorry, guys," she whimpered. "But right now - I - I am bursting just like you all. I too consumed Openthra pills just like you guys asked." The other girls were taken aback by Amy's confession. It was a surprise to them that Amy had put herself through the same ordeal. But their competitive spirits were still strong, and they wanted to prove who was the strongest among them. Adele, who had been quiet until now, spoke up. "I don't care who did what, but I know that I can hold it better than any of you," she said, her eyes glinting with determination. "I've been holding it for so long now, and I'm not about to give up now." Emily snorted. "Please, Adele, we all know that I can hold it the longest," she said, her voice dripping with confidence. "I've been training for this my whole life, and I'm not about to let you beat me now." Their drama was just so good and they cleverly tried to divert their attention away from their little secret of leaking earlier. Kim rolled her eyes. "You guys are ridiculous," she said, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "I'm pretty sure that I can hold it longer than both of you combined. And why should we believe Amy anyway?" Eva grinned, her competitive spirit igniting. "Oh, I know," she said, her voice low and dangerous. "Let's measure how much each of us are actually holding. That will tell us all if Amy is telling the truth or not. Follow me to the ultra-sound room.” The girls followed Eva to the hospital's ultra-sound room, their steps slow and hesitant. They were all at their breaking point, and the thought of measuring their bladder capacities was daunting. But they were determined to see who was the strongest among them. As they approached the machine, Eva gave them each a sly grin. "Alright ladies, let's see who's been holding it in the most" she said, her voice laced with excitement. One by one, they stepped up to the machine and pressed the button, wincing as it tried to measure their bladder capacity. However, to their utter dismay, the machine failed to read. Apparently the girls bladder contained so much pee that it crossed the threshold of the machine. The girls looked at each other in disbelief in annoyance. They couldn't believe they had reached such a point of desperation that the machine could break down. Adele spoke up, her voice shaky with desperation. "What do we do now? How do we know if Amy is not lying?" she said, her eyes pleading with the others for a solution. Emily's face was twisted with pain, but she refused to give up. "We'll just have to find another way to measure who's holding it the longest," she said, her voice strained. They gave each other a knowing look. Since their seals got broken earlier in the morning their bladder was in overdrive to push out the liters of piss contained within. "I have an idea! We have a few prototypes ultra-sound belts in the hospitals, which when tied around the waist can measure all our bladders. The only problem being it emits strong pulse waves which can be a bit ‘Uncomfortable’ at times.” Eva forced a smile on her face. Kim, “Bring it on! My bladder can take anything. I can’t wait to find out how much is there inside me!” Eva waddled to the storage room to fetch the prototype ultrasound belts, while the other girls waited anxiously. They all were fighting a losing battle against their overworked bladders. When Eva returned, she handed each of them a belt and helped them strap it around their waist. All they had to do then was press a button and the belt would automatically grip itself around. As soon as they pressed the button, the belts started vibrating, with a typical buzzing sound. With each passing second the belts became more and more constrictive. It could put Victorian tight-laced corset to shame. The girls winced with pain when the tightening stopped. All of them were nearly squatting down on the floor with legs double crossed. But that was not all. A green light suddenly came up on the belt and all hell broke loose. “DOOOM – DOOOM – DOOOM” Gigantic pulse waves started coming from the belt hitting right at the apex of their swollen, sensitive bladders. Each wave felt like a hammer. Adele and Emily were at the verge of losing it. They looked at Eva with the hopes of some help, but she was fighting her own battle. They crawled to the instruction manual. “The ultra-sound belt will release sound waves till it can correctly read the volume inside the organ. If you feel that the belt is not tightened properly use the red button. Please note: The more the volume inside the longer it will take and stronger the waves.” Adele and Emily could not believe the instructions. The belt did not show any readings yet and the sound waves relentlessly hit their bladders. All the water, beer, coffee and juices that they had been downing without a thought was compressed to an inch of its life inside their bladders and now they had to endure the maniacal belt. The pressure was unbearable. Adele and Emily tightly grabbed each other’s hand showing their support to each other. “Let-Let’s get to work!” Eva announced much to the horror of everyone. “We are nurses – we cannot afford to fall weak.” Kim and Amy nodded in agreement and proceeded to their wards, their faces were twisted with pain and body arched forward. Eva’s legs wobbled as if they were made of Jell-O. All the patients in the hospital were in awe of the team’s determination to hold on. However, the non-stop waves of pee sloshing inside had slowed them down. The minutes ticked by, and the waves continued to hit them mercilessly, causing their bladders to ache with intensity. They gritted their teeth, trying to focus on anything but the pain. Their hair stuck to their forehead and uniforms clung to their bodies. Each second seemed like an eternity. Two slow hours passed – the girls were fighting their bladders on sheer willpower. Every fibre in their body was angry and trying to expel the hot piss inside. Emily and Adele cried out for help. They had been leaking since morning and they were exhausted beyond belief. The rest of the girls rushed to the ward as fast as they could and escorted the duo to privacy. Both Adele and Emily’s belts were vibrating incessantly now and throwing beeps. Their belts were now shooting sound waves without any intervals suggesting that both the girls were at their breaking point. As the girls took a seat few numbers finally appeared on the screen. Capacity used by 6pm Volume holding No. of hours since last pee Adele 115% 3300 29 Emily 120% 3600 29 All the girls except Kim, marvelled at the numbers. They patted and congratulated Adele and Emily for truly pushing themselves to their limits. They barely nodded and quickly tried to undo the belt. And that was their undoing – the belt released and final wave onto their bladders - “DOOOOOOMMMMM” It was the final nail in the coffin. The dam cracked. The bomb exploded. Both Emily and Adele’s floodgates burst open one after the other in quick succession. Their already patched underwears were not strong enough to withstand the force of the piss coming out of their vagina. They clasped their crotch as tightly as they could. Tears fell from their eyes and their faces turned red as a tomato. Their muscles had no more strength left. For the first time in all these months hot frothing piss was flowing freely out of their bladders with full force. The stream was half an inch thick and formed a huge, combined puzzle under them. The sound of piss splattering on the floor could be heard down the entire corridor as if someone had left a tap open. The gusher kept coming minute after minute. Their bladders contracted with all its might trying to push out everything at once. The duo was convulsing with pleasure and pain all at the same time. Their eyes had rolled up and they moaned with relief and pleasure, which people could have easily mistaken for something else. Eva and Amy could not stand the sight anymore. All the commotion on top of the gut-wrenching waves from the belt was making them go weak in knees. They rushed out of the room with hands glued to their crotch. But the damage was already done. Their belts too had started shooting waves with more intensity and stronger though the lights on their belt was yet to come on. They knew their end was near. “I – I won’t give up!” Eva muttered to herself. “Neither will I – I am the strongest” Amy whispered to herself. In the meantime, Kim emerged from the room after helping Adele and Emily to clean up. She was drenched in sweat. Her uniform was starting to tear, and the bulge of her bladder was peeking from underneath despite the clinching belt. Her face was contorted as if she was forcing herself to not breath. She was under tremendous pressure. Her body was working on overdrive to contain a lake of piss. “Looks like someone is going to wet herself.” Amy took a dig at Kim. “Says the girl who spiked our drinks.” Kim glared at Amy. “We never should have trusted you to come back. You never truly learned last evening!” “Hey! I too popped in Openthra myself just to appease you guys isn’t that enough?” “Too bad for you. Even after your cunning act I am the only girl who is alone holding 50 hour’s worth off piss” Kim said pointing at the large screen on her belt. “Not anymore!” Amy suddenly lost her cool and she pressed the dreaded red button on Kim’s belt, causing it to tighten further. “No don’t do it! She’s our only chance against the virus!” Eva was horrified and she tried to stop the girls from quarrelling. In the process, Amy’s elbow hit her bladder hard causing Eva to fall on her belly and hitting the red button. As Amy turned back, Kim pressed the red button on Amy’s belt. Within seconds, the entire hospital corridor was filled with noise of the trio screaming and yelling. Not as much on each other as much as because of their bladders being crushed by the belt’s ruthless tightness. The belt started throwing all sorts of lights and sounds indicating that it was going into hyper-drive. They only had seconds to understand what was happening, but it was already too late. “DOOOOOM!” The belts exploded with the strongest of waves. Waves which could shatter glasses literally. Their time had come. The best defenders on the earth against the Pissera virus were having an embarrassing failure because of their craziness and impatience. Their belts were showing the numbers which they could barely focus on. Capacity used by 6pm Volume holding No. of hours since last pee Eva 145% 4350 30 Amy 115% 4200 30 Kim 150% 4800 50 Eva was the first one to break. “Noooooo!!!”, she cried. Unfortunately her bladder wouldn’t stand any of her nonsense any more. It had enough. She curled on the floor grabbing herself. She used every trick available in her book to prevent the outburst, but alas. A strong spurt escaped first. That was the first irresistible taste of relief. Then came another one. As much as she tried to hold it, these jets of piss gave her ecstatic pleasure. After the few spurts, she simply couldn’t resist it anymore. Eva, the leader of the group finally gave in to the orchestra of pee-gasmic pleasure. A strong, almost straight jet of transparent piss erupted from Eva’s vagina flying across the corridor hitting Amy’s ankles who stood opposite to her. There was splattering everywhere. Relief washed Eva’s face as she allowed herself to feel the bliss of an uninterrupted relief. She didn’t care who watched her or who fell down. Her bladder contracted with all its might; angrily expelling gallons worth of piss. Amy on the other hand lost her balance and fell down sending a shock wave throughout her body. That was the moment Amy realized – It fucked up. Amy’s floodgates opened too. The pressure was insane, and her torrent filled the corridor with a loud whooshing noise. Kim tightly closed her ears and shut her eyes tight, leaning against the wall. Amy tried to fight it off valiantly, clenching her muscles with all the bits of strength left. All her liquid, diuretic and beer flowed freely into the air, forming a fountain of piss. Her little cotton thongs tore apart with the sheer intensity of the gusher. But despite this devastating force, she succeeded to stop the torrent midstream. Kim opened one of her eyes to check what happened and lo! Another, even stronger sound wave from Amy’s belt absolutely decimated her bladder. An even thicker, more ferocious torrent to piss erupted out of her vagina. She screamed in pleasure as the liquid kept pouring out. The two women were happily pissing away as if their bladders had taken possession of their bodies. Minute after minute, Kim endured the mind-bending torture of seeing and hearing them go at it, wasting litres of research worthy pee. When their bladders were finally emptied both of them broke into tears. Their dream of saving the world and proving to have the strongest bladder was washed away. The entire corridor was steaming and filled with the stench of long held piss. Kim was frozen now. All this commotion made her bladder contract and spasm like a spring. Her body shuddered. Beads of sweat fell from her forehead to her neck and her cleavage. Her white uniform was nearly transparent with all the sweating. Her belt continued to pound her bladder like a hammer but with nerves of steel, she still did not let a single drop escape. Kim was the last lady standing. The hope of humanity who could end the epidemic. In spite of the inhuman discomfort, she still helped Eva and Amy. They couldn’t belief their eyes as they watched her clean the corridor, get them a fresh at of uniform and taking them to privacy. They felt ashamed and exhausted of their inability to hold on. “Do you think you will be able to ask hold on?” Eva gently asked Kim not wanting to force her. Kim’s face had turned blue. Every vein on her forehead, neck, thighs, and all possible places were bulging out. Her knuckles were white, and toes curled. Her legs seemed to be welded to each other. Every inch of her skin was covered in sweat. The belt had clinched her waist to 16 inches and yet her humongous bladder was trying to make its way out from the bottom of the belt, like an ever-expanding water balloon. “How long do you want me to hold doc? Tell me – I can go on as long as you demand”, Kim asked, her voice merely coming as a whisper. “May be one more day. At once, I will inform the World Health Association team that we have found an unbeatable bladder!” Kim she was a fighter. “Of course.. Its too easy. I am the nurse who never needs it.” With those ungodly words Kim straightened herself up. The belt was no match for her. It tore apart and went flying across the room. Kim shyly smiled and with baby steps, proceeded to carry on her duties, still chugging water as if she was empty. When the research team finally arrived a day later, Kim was unrecognizable. Her uniform was shredded across her waist. The skin around her bladder was taut and one could see the redness underneath her skin. Veins which otherwise would be all zig-zag and erratic appeared as perfectly straight lines. When she moved others around her could hear the bubbling noise of the piss inside her bladder. It was frighteningly humongous. Yet Kim insisted that she didn’t feel a thing. “I – I am ok. I don’t need to p-piss. I am immune to it” Kim kept telling others or maybe it was her own way of reinforcing her strength. They took her to a secluded room. It took hours for the team to convince her to pee. It was a marvellous feat and the entire hospital burst into claps and cheer after the was announcement. Everyone eagerly awaited to hear what was Kim’s final volume. The team had to call packs and packs of piss collection bag as Kim’s fury of piss was so strong that the bags couldn’t withstand it. They either burst open or got torn apart. After a dozen of accidents, the team was finally able to drain Kim out. After months of enduring a painfully bladder and surviving only on short partial reliefs, feeling an empty bladder was unnerving for Kim. For the past 82 hours she had gone without a single drop of relief whatsoever while also enduring double doses of Openthra, 13 pints of beer, nearly 5 litres of water and hammering soundwaves. With so much torment and suffering, Kim’s bladder had stretched itself to contain a whopping 6800ml of piss. And this didn’t factor the wastage that the team was unable to contain. Kim rose to game overnight for being a hero and save humanity from Pissera, while Eva, Amy, Adele, and Emily remained mere spectators. Despite their huge bladders they stood no chance in front of Kim. And from that day onwards a new slogan forbeing.es came into being “Nurses Never Need It” - - - The End - - -
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  41. Or at least some thumbnails and better names so we know what is what
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  42. There was-or more precisely, were, more Dutch speaking fora around. All the ones I know of personally have gone, sadly. But, that was quite some time ago,years even. So perhaps with all the new ducht faces responding on this topic, it IS time to 'meet' somewhere online again. One idea could be on a set time and day on some chatroom? Anyone got a better suggestion, please correct me!
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  43. 273 downloads

    Kinktober day wetting
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  44. “Physics 371 is not beginner’s level,” the instructor Dr. Welf began promptly on time. “There are high expectations and high stakes for this course,” She continued. “Should you succeed, you will be rewarded with a significant head start for Physics 400 or higher.” Finally. Something Bella could sink her teeth into and not have to focus on her bladder. “For the majority of this course, we will focus on the complex concepts of the movement of fluids,” Dr. Welf continued. Wait… what? ”To start, we will look at concepts of water flow in nature. Fast versus slow flow…” Please stop saying the word flow ”… We’ll move to water flow altered by humans such as dams as the incredible forces associated with controlling and holding back water…” I can’t do this. This can’t be really happening. ”… Around mid-semester, we’ll delve into entirely human-altered water flow such as wells and most famously, or should I say infamously, indoor plumbing and specifically toilets…” The hand of a male student directly next to Bella immediately raised. “Dr. Welf, I’d like to use a bathroom pass.” ”No problem, go ahead,” She answered with barely a thought. Bella, on the other hand, was overflowing and couldn’t stop thinking about how badly she needed to pee.
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  45. Thank you so much! I wouldn't say I was calmly walking it was more of a stiff hobble ahaha definitely left it until the ultimate last minute... I know where my limits lie now, at least 😄
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  46. I'm grateful that nobody found out. Wow, such an incredible community. I was pleasantly surprised to hop on today and discover that my post had received 6 responses. That means that 6 people around the world took time out of their day to read my story and comment. I wasn't expecting any replies at all, so this really has sparked me with a bit of joy.
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  47. 423 downloads

    Desperate women pissing/wetting themselves in the park. Enjoy
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  48. I try to avoid being wet in public, but when it does happen, I've gotta agree with the rest of you all that you can get away with a lot by just pretending nothing's wrong. It's pretty rare that anyone obviously notices, and even rarer that they say anything about it, even when the wet spot's pretty obvious. But I'm realizing that I've posted about this a bunch recently, so let's move on to wetting days! I've definitely had some fun days where I didn't use a toilet all day, instead rewetting the same pants a bunch (and changing panties two or three times, because I don't want a UTI). My favorite time had to be a few summers back, when I had a beach house to myself for most of a day. The floors were all made to be easy to clean liquids off of, and I was able to walk around pretending that I wanted to use the toilet before "resigning" myself to using my pants instead. I changed myself before doing anything with food, but I watched some TV in the backyard while soaked, then took a shower with my clothes still on and changed just in time to wet myself again... That was a good day. Still, it's a sometimes kink for me; I enjoy desperation as much as casualness. I really enjoy it when I do, though!
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  49. 945 downloads

    I have to piss and you see me struggling and squirming in my hold. So I challenge you. I jack you off and suck on you. Do you cum first or do I piss my jeans first? Game on.
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