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    ola93 reacted to waffle<3 in Evening hold till failure   
    Oops 😬 

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    ola93 reacted to waffle<3 in Evening hold till failure   
    Ohno
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    ola93 reacted to waffle<3 in Evening hold till failure   
    Took off my makeup and washed my face for the night.
     
    pretty sure I could feel myself leaking but I'm pretty sure I'm still dry
    Nonetheless feels like 10/10 desperation right now
    I did the 10 squats no leaks so far
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    ola93 reacted to waffle<3 in Evening hold till failure   
    Okay wow. Really starting to feel it now 😳
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    ola93 reacted to waffle<3 in Evening hold till failure   
    Sounds good to me, best to speed things up a bit
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    ola93 reacted to boiyo6532 in Watching my girlfriend (at the time) desperately squat and pee in public.   
    Let me just preface this by saying this story doesn’t contain any wetting, but it gets just as good. 
    Me and my ex girlfriend had been drinking in a pub in town, and then went for a little smoke and chat around the corner. We were talking for ages, until eventually, she tells me she needs to pee. The only thing is, she was almost instantly desperate, and could not shut up about it. She begins wriggling and writhing whilst we were in town, continually saying things like ‘oh my god I really need to pee’ and ‘I’m actually going to piss myself.’ She was wearing light blue jeans as well, so whilst - being her boyfriend and all - I did not want her to piss herself in public as I didn’t want her to humiliate herself, perhaps the devilish part of me thought that would be the best thing ever. The bar we had drank at had just shut, hence her increasing desperation. In my hometown, there’s a cathedral with gardens next to it, which was close by. I decided we’d go there so she could relieve herself. 
    Walking there, she barely even kept her legs separate, shuffling along the backstreets near the bar we’d just been at, continually going on verbally about how much she was desperate to pee. She knew about my fetish but never indulged me in actually pissing herself for me, which I can respect. A lot of girls I’ve slept with have found out about my kink and equally have been unwilling to try it. Piss isn’t for everyone I guess. Nonetheless, my gf at the time would go ‘I’m literally going to piss myself’ to which I’d respond ‘you’re not don’t be silly, but this is also really turning me on, so stop telling me that.’ 
    We eventually go to the cathedral gardens. You walk down a cobblestone path and through a tunnel, and I had my flashlight on so we could see where we were going. She’s still shuffling at this point, then we get out the tunnel and onto grass; she asks if anyone’s around but equally she does not care; she runs over to a spot on the grass whilst I answer and near enough rips down her jeans and her knickers, falls into a squat and begins pissing. 
    To this day I think it is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. She let out a huge jet stream of piss between her legs whilst she squatted down, and it formed a parabolic arch. We’re not talking some dribbles here, we’re talking a well defined clear jet stream of piss. (see this video for a comparison on the shape of the stream.) It made a trickling sound as it hit the mud and grass, for what must have been a minute; this in conjunction with my gf moaning passionately in relief. It was an assault on the senses. I kept my flashlight fervently on her, so she could see where she was peeing and not get any of it on her clothes. I probably should have been keeping a lookout for any bystanders; at this point, I was way too aroused to look anywhere else.
    The piss began to diminish in its intensity, the arch getting smaller, the audible volume of the trickle decreasing and my gf’s moaning now shifting away from verbal moaning to pants and sighs of exhaustion and relief. I watched as she finished peeing, still not quite over the shock of how intensely hot the whole experience was. She finished, exclaiming ‘oh my god.’ And then as she got up, she pulled her knickers up first, so for a brief moment, my gf was just standing there in her lace panties exposed in public. Wow! What a sight. Then she pulled her jeans up as well. 
    ‘I can’t believe I just did that, there was so much’ she says. I walk over to her and kiss her passionately. She knows how much that turned me on. 
    To this day the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed. If she wasn’t such a psycho I would have loved to have stayed with her!
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    ola93 got a reaction from LilyBgirl in The MIllion Dollar Sleepover   
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    ola93 reacted to Kyuu in Shizuku's Midnight Emergency   
    A small art commission I got from @Biku to go with this chapter!
     
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Logging my pees and fluid intake for fun   
    Just peed after drinking about 42 ounces of tea. Got in the house almost holding myself. Really had to pee. 
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Logging my pees and fluid intake for fun   
    Fell asleep and woke up after dreaming of peeing over a bucketfull. I just drank 20 ounces and now I'm gonna try and fall back asleep.
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Gotta pee 25 F   
    I'm holding with Danny99 in live action right now and my bladder is being a little nightmare. I keep randomly spurting. 
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Gotta pee 25 F   
    I'm at an 8/10. I just finished my water and am in the car.I'm debating where I want to go to the bathroom. I might keep holding. I'm just trying to think of a single occupancy toilet near where I live...
    There's another park with a single occupancy toilet near me. My drive is a bit longer now. 
    Leaking a little. 
    I've drank a total of 120 ounces since my last pee. 
    About 3.5 liters..
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Partial Releases 25 F   
    I just peed. I was gonna lose it. I got out 88 ounces if you include the 12 ounces I lost a second ago. 
    Should have just measured when I couldn't stop. :P
    There's no way I could have. I was at my limit. 
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Partial Releases 25 F   
    Couldn't hold it lost about 12 ounces. 
    I'm gonna finish my cup. I couldn't stop myself. 
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Partial Releases 25 F   
    Ok penalty sips then. 
    Can I let out 3 oz in 4 minutes?
    Okay my bladder settled. 9.5 again.
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Partial Releases 25 F   
    Leaking penalty sips.
    Maybe
    Just let out probably 4 oz. Feel slightly better?
    8 oz in.
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Partial Releases 25 F   
    Don't make me leak. I'm barely keeping it all in. 
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Logging my pees and fluid intake for fun   
    I'll try to post in the bathroom once I'm done peeing. 
    Yeah just not for a little while. 
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Logging my pees and fluid intake for fun   
    I last peed about 2 hours ago. Not ready to get up yet to go before bed. At a 4/5. My bladder is very tired and acting small from all the holding I've been doing. Earlier today I had a very urgent pee where I had to stop on the way home to go. It felt really good. I'm not posting this in live action because I'm not planning on wetting or measuring every time. 
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    ola93 reacted to bulgegirly in Our Trip to NYC   
    Thank you and that's a good idea!
                                                                                                                                      Chapter II
    “Baby, I ne-”
     
    “Shh! I need to explain the rules for you for the rest of our trip.” Lila cut me off with. 
     
    “Now, I bought all those drinks for you.” She said, motioning to the large bag of drinks in the backseat with one hand. “This one's for me.” She said as she picked up a water bottle out of her cup holder that I hadn’t noticed her put there. 
    “I got you six water bottles and four bottles of your favorite iced tea. You have four rules:
    1. You have to drink at least two of your drinks each hour. I don’t care what order you drink them in, just get two in you each hour. If you haven’t finished them all by the time we get to the hotel, you’ll have to finish them all in addition to a glass of water that has one cup of water for every drink you didn’t finish. 
    2. You have to keep your jeans and belt on no matter how desperate you are. If you ask to or try to sneakily undo your belt or pants, your belt gets tightened one notch. 
    3. You don’t get to pee until you have my permission. That includes once we get to the hotel and if we have to stop for gas again before we arrive. 
    4. Since you claimed to be a holding expert while you were torturing me earlier, you don’t get to leak. At all. I’ll be checking your underwear when we get to the hotel. If I find out that you leaked at all, you don’t get to pee until after the ball drops tonight and you have to drink anything left in my water bottle as soon as we get to the hotel. 
    Understand?” Lila informed me as she pulled the bag full of drinks from the backseat with one hand and dropped it in my lap. 
     
    I checked my phone, which said it was now about 2:30pm. “But…the ball doesn’t drop for another 9 ½ hours, baby. That’s a long time.” I said in a fearful tone as I felt the last of the two drinks I had consumed within the past couple hours hit my bladder. “And… I lied at the gas station. I actually do have to pee.” 
     
    Lila smirked. “I know it’s a long time, so you’d better not leak. You are, after all, a self-proclaimed holding expert. And I told you that it was gonna be your problem if you decided that you had to pee once we got on the road again,” She said in an “I told you so” manner. “Come on, you better start drinking if you want to finish in time.”
     
    I opened the bag and selected a water bottle as I stared at Lila. She usually wasn’t this dominant, but I guess she was just really feeling herself. I slowly cracked open the water bottle and took a long look at it. “Aquafina, 16.9 fl oz” is what the bottle read. As I sipped, I did the math in my head to figure out how many ounces I would be drinking and shuddered a little when I finished the multiplication. 
     
    “169 ounces.”
     
    “What?” Lila asked, obviously confused.
     
    “169 ounces is how much you’re making me drink. There’s 10 bottles that all appear to be the same size and this one is 16.9oz. 16.9 multiplied by ten is 169. That’s a little over a gallon. You’re really gonna make me hold all of that? I’m sorry for the stunt I pulled at the gas pump if that’s what this is about.” I explained to Lila between sips of my water. 
     
    Lila gave me a sympathetic smile before quickly turning her facial expression into a tougher one. “No, that’s not what this is about, that was hot. You know I love that shit,” She said with a sigh. “I’m just tired of being the one that’s controlled all the time. I mean don't get me wrong, I love it. It just gets boring after a while, y’know?”
     
    I nodded. “Yeah, that’s fair. Being the one in control can get a little boring too. We really should switch more often, this is fun so far.”
     
    “Yeah? I’m glad you’re having fun. Mine will begin once you start getting desperate, my little wiggle-worm.” Lila said with a laugh and a smirk. 
     
    “Wiggle…worm? What the fuck does that mean?” I asked incredulously. 
     
    “Because you get all squirmy and wiggly when you’re desperate!” Lila exclaimed in a giggly tone. 
     
    “Uh-huh. Okay, I guess I’d better get drinking then so you can have some fun.” I said with a smirk as I started to drink my water even faster.
     
    Lila simply nodded with a smile and continued driving. 
     
    …two hours later…
     
    “God, I feel really full already. You’re absolutely sure I can’t loosen my belt a little? Low-rise jeans and a thick belt really aren’t helping right now.” I asked with a strained voice as I squirmed a little. My bladder was already feeling pretty heavy and solid and we weren’t even halfway through the last five hours of our trip.
     
    “No, you can’t. And, since you asked, tighten it one notch.” Lila said sternly without even glancing at me. 
     
    “But-”
     
    “Tighten it one notch right now or two notches after you try to convince me.” Lila instructed. 
     
    As I moved to tighten my belt as I was told, I realized something: Lila couldn’t physically make me tighten my belt since she was driving! And, since our last fuel stop was the last one we’d need to make, she likely wouldn’t stop again so as not to risk us being late. Instead of tightening my belt, I simply unbuckled it, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, and sighed with relief as the pressure was taken off my bladder.
     
    “You can’t make me!” I said mischievously as I stuck my tongue out at Lila. 
     
    Lila looked over and saw what I had done and, to my surprise, said nothing and just kept driving. I allowed a smug look to wash over my face as I rested my head against the window and watched the other cars drive by. I did still really need to pee though, so I held myself with one hand. 
     
    “Hmm…” Lila finally uttered about ten minutes later. “I know we could make it to the hotel on the half a tank we have left, but I think we should top up just in case.” She said as she began merging into the lane for the upcoming exit. 
     
    I whipped my head around to look at Lila. “We might be late for our check-in time. Are you sure?” I asked, trying to subtly convince her not to stop. I knew what would happen if she did. 
     
    “We won’t be. I’d feel better if we had some extra gas in the tank, y’know, in case we get lost or take a wrong exit.” She said nonchalantly as she took the exit and turned onto the city road at the end of the ramp.
     
    I let out a small sigh of defeat as I realized that she was going to stop no matter what I said or did. That sigh of defeat turned into a gasp of horror as I saw the gas station we were going to pull into. In addition to gas, this gas station offered automatic car washes - the kind that went on forever to spray every nook and cranny of your car with water and colorful soap. 
     
    “Perfect!” Lila exclaimed as she pulled into the gas station and parked the car at one of two pumps facing the car wash. She got out of the car and locked it as she walked toward the gas tank.
     
    I watched the car wash in front of me run as Lila pumped gas. The person in there had paid for the full thing; a double pass of soap and the water jets and some polishing brushes at the end. I felt my bladder filling more and more with every second I was subjected to the sight and sound of the water jets. As I watched, I squeezed myself and placed one hand on my bladder, which was bulging ever so slightly. 
     
    “Lean back.” Lila commanded as she threw my door open and leaned into the car. I hadn’t even noticed that she stopped pumping gas. 
     
    I let out a small groan as I leaned back in my seat. The tension of my skin pulling tighter over my bladder made my desperation worse. Lila reached down towards my unbuttoned jeans and “accidentally” bumped her hand into my bladder just before she forced my jeans to button over my bladder. 
     
    “Mmm… baby… please…” I started. “I won’t be able to hold it if there’s more pressure.”
     
    Lila didn’t respond to me, instead reaching for my belt. She tightened it slowly, counting as she did. “One…” She tightened it one notch. “Two…” She tightened it by two notches. “And three.” She said as she buckled my belt three notches tighter than it was before. 
     
    “Wh-what?! Why?!” I exclaimed as I shoved my hands between my legs.
     
    “Because,” Lila started as she pulled away from me and out of the car. “I told you to either tighten it one notch as soon as I asked or two notches if you wanted to back-talk. You chose to unbuckle your belt and unbutton your jeans. So, three notches since you decided to back-talk and do the exact opposite of what I told you.” She explained, fully getting out of the car and closing my door. 
     
    “Fuck, baby, I’m not gonna make it another three hours like this. It’s too much, I’m gonna end up peeing my pants.” I said in almost a whisper once Lila had gotten into the driver’s seat and could hear me. 
     
    Lila put one hand on top of my bladder that was already being constricted by my pants and belt and applied a little pressure, making me squirm. She giggled and started rubbing my bladder in circles, applying slightly more pressure while I squirmed. 
     
    “Come on, be a big girl. You talked back and this is your punishment. Although, I do have an idea you might like…” Lila trailed off as she removed her hand from my bladder and reached into the backseat, dragging one of our bags into the front. 
     
    “Hmm, I could’ve sworn we put it in here…” She said while she rummaged through the bag. “Ha! Here it is!” She exclaimed as she pulled out a bright pink object. 
     
    “What is- oh!” I exclaimed in confusion when she handed me our remote controlled vibrator that we had packed to have some… play time once we got to our hotel in New York. “Why?”
     
    “Put it in your underwear baby, you know the drill.” Lila said with a smirk.
     
    Luckily this one was just for clit stimulation and didn’t have to go inside me, so I could just pop it in while sitting down. If I’d had to go into the gas station bathroom to insert it and be in such close proximity to a toilet, I truly may have lost it. I did as I was told and put it in, reluctantly zipping my jeans and redoing my belt afterwards. I gasped and shoved my hands between my legs as a big wave of desperation hit me after I put my belt back in place. I heard Lila giggle and felt the vibrator turn on while I was trying to keep everything in my bladder, which just made everything even worse. 
     
    “Hhhhhaaa mmmmfffuck!” I moaned, partially from the sudden stimulation but mostly from my drastically increased desperation. 
     
    “Oh, I love that sound!” Lila exclaimed giddily before turning the vibrator off. She laid her hand on my bladder and gently rubbed it, not applying pressure but definitely jostling it a little. “My little water balloon, keep drinking and filling up for me like a good girl. You’re not quite full enough for me yet. I’ll let you control the vibrator for a little bit if you do a good job at filling up for me, hmm?”
     
    “Y-yes, baby. I w-will.” I said through my teeth while I squeezed myself, trying to contain about 64 ounces worth of tea and water. 
     
    “Good girl. Now, let’s keep going so we aren’t late.” Lila said as she put the car in park and got us back on the road. 
     
    While Lila drove, all I could think about was how I was gonna manage to finish and hold another 86 ounces of liquid in three hours. Sure, I had indeed held for ten, 12, even 18 hours before, but I was never made to drink this much and hold with so much pressure on my bladder. It was already bulging quite a bit and was nearly rock-solid. I gingerly rested one hand on my bladder while I used the other to continue drinking out of my supply and could swear I felt every single drop landing in my already overfilled bladder. I rested my head against the window and let a few tears roll down my cheek each time we went over a bump or pothole. God, this was gonna be a long trip…
     
    To be continued… 
     
    I have some questions for you guys before the next part starts being written:
    1. Would you prefer one longer part for the rest of the trip and what happens in the hotel? Or would you rather have one part for the rest of the trip and one for the hotel?
    2. Should our main character leak a little so Lila makes them hold it until the ball drops or should I have some mercy? 
    Reply in the comments! Thanks for reading so far!
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    ola93 reacted to bulgegirly in Our Trip to NYC   
    DISCLAIMER: Don’t do anything that puts extreme pressure on a full bladder unless you’re 100% sure you know what you’re doing and are willing to accept the risks. This story is pure fiction and I love extreme desperation and bladder torture. 
     
                                                                                                                                 Chapter I
     
    I quickly opened my eyes as my body flew up and slid forward in my seat. 
     
    “What the hell? What was that?” I asked, extremely confused as to why my position in space had so suddenly changed. 
     
    “Oh, you’re awake! You’ve been out for a while. Sorry about that, there was a pothole I couldn’t avoid. One of the ones that makes your soul jump out of your body.” Lila, my girlfriend, said with a laugh. 
     
    “Makes sense, stupid government won’t provide funds to fix the roads in this country,” I said with a sigh “Are we there yet? I feel like we’ve been driving for like two days.”
     
    Lila laughed and glanced over at me. ‘I mean… we have. San Francisco to New York City isn’t exactly a short drive. You’re the one who insisted on going to see the ball drop in person, love.” 
     
    “Ugh, don’t remind me that I’m the one who caused this,” I said in a jokingly angry way. “Do you wanna switch at our next gas stop? We last switched at 12 and it’s 2 now, you’ve been driving for a while.” 
     
    “No, I like driving and it freaks you out, no sense in switching for a while. We only have about 5 hours to go now anyways, I can do it. Although, we do need to stop for gas again.” Lila said. 
     
    I looked over at the fuel tank and saw the meter riding the “empty” line. “Oh my god why didn’t you stop earlier? We had like half a tank left when we switched. Look, there’s a gas station right off this exit, I can literally see the sign from here. Let’s fill up there.” 
     
    Lila chuckled and rolled her eyes at me as she took the exit. “Don’t worry, worry wart. I’ve got it, we’re not gonna run out or anything. I promise,” Lila said as she sped down the exit ramp and turned onto the road. “Arriving in 5..4..3..2..1! See? We made it, we’re okay. I’ve gotta pee like nobody’s business, can you pump gas while I go and then you can go when I come back out?” Lila asked with a hint of urgency in her voice while she unbuckled her seatbelt. 
     
    “Yeah I can pump gas, I don’t have to pee so we can just set off again when you come out. Can you grab some snacks though and get me a drink?” I said, getting out of the car. 
     
    Lila looked at me with one eyebrow raised. “You’re sure? You drank like half of the drinks we bought at our last hotel stop, surely you’ve gotta go.”
     
    “No, I’m completely fine. And it was only two of them, you drama queen. Go pee before you have an accident out here, just because we’re on opposite sides of the car doesn’t mean I can’t tell you’re squirming.” I said with a grin as I watched Lila’s face grow red and contort with the effort of holding all her pee in. 
     
    “Yeah, two 16oz bottles, that’s a lot. But fine, it’s your problem if you decide you have to pee when we get back on the road. I’m gonna go now.” Lila said in a strained voice as she started to take off into the gas station. 
     
    I rolled my eyes and chuckled at Lila as I walked around the front of the car to get to the gas pump. I passed her as she scurried around the front of the car to go inside and saw that her bladder was bulging a bit. I started to get turned on as I watched it bounce just the tiniest bit as she ran. I so badly wanted to tease her just a little. I quickly tried to think of some way to get her to come back, then I remembered she still had our joint debit card in her wallet, which was in her pocket. 
     
    “Baby, wait, come back!” I yelled for her before she got too far. “You have our card in your wallet, I need it to buy gas.”
     
    Lila hurried over to me and crossed her legs as she dug through her wallet for the card. “Here it is, I’ve really gotta go now.” She said as she swayed her hips a little. 
     
    “Wait a second,” I said as I gently grabbed her arm. “I can never get this damn thing to work. Can you buy the gas real quick before you go in? It’ll only take a second.” I asked, praying that she would agree. 
     
    “Mmm fine, just let me do it real quick, then I have to go for real. I didn’t realize how full I was until I got out of the car.” Lila said as she inched over to the gas pump. 
     
    I quickly moved in behind her and wrapped my arms around her. “You really thought I wasn’t gonna take this opportunity to tease you? I know how much you love it and you know how much I love it.” I whispered to Lila as I gently rested my hand on top of her bladder. 
     
    Lila squirmed at my touch and rolled her head back to be closer to me. I began to gently massage her bladder, rubbing my hand in small circles with light pressure. She whimpered and squirmed some more. “Mmff.. fuck!” She whisper-yelled. 
     
    I leaned in closer to Lila’s ear and gently breathed down her neck. “Yeah? I know you like this stuff but I didn’t think it was to this extent.” I whispered with a small chuckle. 
     
    “Sorry, I just.. I-I’m really full and I wasn’t expecting you to do that. I’ve been holding it since we switched, it’s been like two hours.” Lila said, crossing her legs and reaching to hold herself as she blushed even harder than before. 
     
    I gently grabbed her wrist with my free hand and pulled it away from her body, pinning her hand between my stomach and her back. “Don’t apologize, it was cute! Although, only two hours? You can’t have to go that badly. Those are rookie numbers, I’ve gone four times as long.” 
     
    Lila let out a whimper and tensed up a little as I increased the pressure I was applying to her bladder. I continued to massage it in small circles, gradually increasing the pressure. Lila’s bladder was firm but still squishy, I could feel that she was holding back a decent amount but she still had quite a bit of room. I stopped massaging her bladder and just let my hand rest atop of it for a moment. I felt Lila loosen up a little once the pressure I was applying disappeared and gave a light tap to her bladder, which made her shudder. 
     
    “Can I go now? Please baby? I can’t take much more.” Lila whispered to me with a strained voice. 
     
    “Hmm… you can go. But first, let me just…” I trailed off with a smirk and a purposefully suspenseful voice. 
     
    Lila’s eyes grew wide as she realized what I was about to do and she preemptively crossed her legs. I pushed my knee between her thighs to uncross her legs and started to gently massage her bladder again, which caused her to squirm. I continued gently massaging Lila’s bladder for a few seconds before suddenly pushing in on it. I pushed hard, but not hard enough to hurt her. I kept the pressure applied for a few seconds and felt Lila squeeze my knee between her thighs. Finally, I let up on the pressure and let her out of my arms. 
     
    Lila doubled over and crossed her legs tight, breathing hard. She slowly uncrossed her legs and began doing her oh-my-god-I-have-to-pee-right-now-or-I’m-gonna-have-an-accident-dance, which was a cute mixture of bouncing, crossing and uncrossing her legs, and rubbing her bladder. “I can’t h-hold it! I-I’ve gotta go.” She said just loud enough for other patrons to hear before hobbling into the gas station. 
     
    I smirked as I began pumping gas into the car. I knew that this would likely be our last stop before we arrived at our hotel in New York since our car was tiny and fuel efficient. I heard the distinctive “click” of the gas pump shutting off once the car had filled up and put the nozzle back into its place before getting back in the car. As I waited for Lila to return, I tried to think up some ideas as to how I could get Lila desperate before we got to our hotel. I had really enjoyed our mini play session at the gas pump and really wanted it to go on for longer. Ever since we got together a couple years ago and realized that we were both into this bladder torture thing, it’s been one hell of a ride. 
     
    “Hey, Ms.Torturer. I’m back with an empty bladder and every beverage in the observable universe.” Lila said to me through my open window as she threw two large bags into the backseat. 
     
    “Damn, baby. I just wanted one or two!” I said with a laugh as Lila got into the driver’s seat and closed the door. 
     
    “I know,” She started, clicking in her seatbelt. “But since you decided to pull that stunt with me, I have a little challenge for you.” 
     
    I heard the locks in all the car doors click as Lila started up the engine. As I started to realize what she meant, I looked into the back seat to see how much she was going to make me drink and took note of just how big those grocery bags were. My eyes went wide as I counted about 10 drinks in the backseat in addition to our snacks. The drinks were a healthy mix of water bottles and bottled iced tea - a strong diuretic that Lila knew I couldn’t resist. I turned back around to tell Lila that I actually did have to pee already, I just wanted to make sure both our bladders were full by the time we got to our hotel so we could play around a little bit. Before I could even open my mouth, Lila put the car in drive and sped out of the gas station parking lot.
     
    To be continued…
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    ola93 reacted to Ashlovesomo in A mini hold!   
    Alright last post of the day before I get in trouble 😂
    Also sorry if this video is cut short, I'm a bit new to recording desperation and get a bit pee shy! Tried my hardest for y'all 😭

    InShot_20240318_183459779.mp4   Enjoy (?) 🩷
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Gotta pee 25 F   
    I peed like 36 ounces. My bladder is being pathetic. I'm gonna let it rest today. 
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in Gotta pee 25 F   
    Woke up this morning my bladder is actually doing ok. Pretty full right now though 7/10. I'm gonna hydrate a little bit and stay cozy in bed for a little while. 
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    ola93 reacted to Archivekitten in 4 Holds in the last 24 hours   
    I keep leaking
    9/10
    I'm shaking
    Peeing through my pants on the toilet.
    I think I relieved enough pressure. I can hold again.
    4/10 legit accident.
    I put on clean pants.
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