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  1. Mbgpeelover

    12 more months of desperate workers

    November: the Director Edward had been looking forward to this day for a very long time. Years of talking, planning and building had come to an end and today was the big day: a huge recreational hub built to his design, and under his management, opening in his town, by him, and even named after him: ‘The Forrester Sports Hub’. As Director for Sports and Recreation of one of the biggest local authorities in the country Edward knew this huge, ambitious centre would make local and national news. He already had interviews lined up for major radio stations and TV studios. A twenty-five million pound project from taxpayers money always drew attention and Edward was braced and ready. First he had to cut the ribbon amid a fanfare of crowds, photography and music and unveil a plaque with his name on followed by an entire day of events throughout the hub to showcase every aspect of it in all its glory. Everyone in the community was invited with schools taking part, youth clubs, sports clubs, and even senior citizens would be in the brand new swimming pool showing off aqua aerobics too. Edward was excited and had his car (one of the three he owned) washed and prepared, a new suit made especially for the day and he had spent over £100 just getting his hair styled. Edward was used to looking good and gaining attention but today he intended to lap it up and savour every moment. He woke early in his six bedroom home, showered and had breakfast with his wife while his son texted to say he would watch him live from his office later in the day. He then drove the 20 minute ride into town and parked in his reserved space. He swiped in before 8am and was delighted to see his trusted secretary already in. Edward was more than familiar with the layout of the new hub having sat many hours with the architects and he had visited often during construction but several fractious calls had warned him that some things hadn’t gone quite to plan and there were a few unfinished places and therefore locked doors today to avoid the press seeing what was, as yet, incomplete. Megan handed Edward his usual coffee plus a paper outline of the building and a full schedule for the day. He had to be at the centre in an hour and a half but first he had an urgent briefing meeting and a few calls to make. Edward checked his emails in his office before making two quick calls and then heading to the briefing meeting. There he was briefed by lawyers, the public relations team and senior officials as to what to say and what to avoid and between them a press release was drafted and emailed out. The meeting was just finalising when Megan knocked on the door to say he had to leave. With hand shakes and good luck messages and a whisper from Megan to text or call if he needed her, Edward was usher down the corridor and into his car and off to the days event. Crowds had gathered already but despite the centre still closed to the public Edward was taken into a side entrance where he had a microphone fitted and light make up applied for the cameras. Then it was right back out to start proceedings by cutting the ribbon. The air was cold, typical for November in England, and Edward felt cold and a little uncomfortable. He put it down to the cold air but actually just as he was handing the scissors back he realised he was needing the bathroom a little and once in the building he would find them later. For now he gave his short public speak which was being recorded for local and national news and shook the hand of a young boy, Adam, who had physical disabilities and was finally able to participate in more sports thanks to the design of the new hub. Edward stood beside the wheelchair awkwardly while more photos were taken then pressed the button to open the doors while Adam self propelled himself in as the first person through the doors. From then on it was orchestrated as football teams entered and made their way to pitches, others made their way to pools and gyms and still others to netball and volleyball. Had Edward had the chance he would far rather have been signing in for the golf course build at the rear of the hub but he’d have plenty time for that on others days. Edward was guided into a dance studio, set up for day as a champagne reception for VIP’s. Edward was handed a glass of champagne and delighted in mingling with old friends and colleagues. He was so distracted by the chat and atmosphere it wasn’t until he was lead towards the pools that he remembered his need to find a bathroom. Not wanting to make a scene Edward was happy to wait, at least for now. He was guided to a front row poolside seat and he took his suit jacked off as the heat from the water made him hot. The music was catchy and buoyant as Edward enjoyed watching a group of seniors citizens dance in the water to pop songs released well after most of them had started collecting their pensions. He tapped his foot to the beat thinking he would quickly find the gents when this event finished. He was about to get up when another song started and the Aqua Aerobics group continued. Another four songs later and the foot tapping was accompanied by a little crossing of his legs as the splashing and movement of the water wasn’t helping one bit. It was almost 11am and Edward had been awake around 5 hours and only used the bathroom once. As the group began to wind up their routine Edward started to stand up. His intention was to head back to the main reception and follow signs to the gents but the newly appointed manager of the hub needed him somewhere else. There was a schedule to keep and no time at present for any bathroom trips, regardless how needed. Edward was walked, happily, away from the pool, and outside to football pitches where a friendly charity match was being played to mark the opening of the community facility. Always a keen fan of the sport Edward cheered and clapped at tackles, kicks and dribbles from both teams. Even with the distraction of the game Edward could feel his body feeling cold, his stomach feeling hungry and his bladder feeling full. After some brief photographs Edward was once again ushered back inside right past some toilets and into a side room where cameras and reporters were about to have their chance to grill him before he had a break for lunch. Edward read the press release prepared earlier that morning and did his best to avoid deliberately antagonist questions about spent on the centre and why both he and his extended family were all exempt from membership fees. Edward was uncomfortable, not just with the way questioning was headed but mostly by the fact he really really needed to find a bathroom. He shuffled in his seat, sweat on his brow and his feet swinging. Of course he knew his body language would be interpreted by the press as him feeling the pressure of questioning but only he knew it was pressure from his very full bladder instead. Edward was never happier when a knock at the door signalled it was time for him to leave. His friend, and manager of the centre, asked how it went and Edward replied ‘as expected’ but added quietly ‘any chance I could nip to the Gents before lunch Harry?’ ‘Yeah sure, mate. The ones along here are open though some are locked as I said to you on the phone the other day. Don’t want the press seeing unfinished tiling do we?’ Edward held his muscles tightly as he walked beside his mate, eagerly anticipating the release he would get very soon. As they turned a corner though they were met with a class of local school children who were touring the facilities and making use of some training on offer. Edward was recognised by a couple of the children who asked for his autograph. Edward didn’t want to stop but once again a camera seemed to chase him and he felt obliged to support the children despite being bursting to pee. He pulled a pen from his shirt pocket and looked fir something to sign. Reaching into his pocket he found the map of the centre Megan had given him and without thinking folded it and signed it fir both children, tearing it in half so they each had one. Then with a brief thanks he almost ran after Harry in the hope he was taking him to the toilets. Harry smiled with relief as he spotted a sign for toilets as he followed behind his friend. But he couldn’t quite get in as Harry paused right outside the door as two key players from the nearby premier league football team stopped to ask Harry about training on the large football fiends and how they had been so inspired by the hub so far they both wanted to train some local children. Harry was in his element listing the facilities the hub offered, the community opportunities and the difference this would make to the kids, all the time, assumedly unconsciously aware he was blocking access to the toilet from his friend. Edward didn’t want to seem rude as he stood crossed legged, but as the conversation continued Edward had to put one hand in his trouser pocket in order to squeeze his penis. Seeing the logo for the toilets, being so close and having wanted to go for so long, it was tantalisingly so close yet so far. Edward stepped from gout to foot trying not to show just how badly he wanted his friend to move. Just then some close colleagues walked by and grabbed Edwards arm as they almost carried him along to a nearby tracing room set up as a huge buffet for VIP’s. Smelling and seeing the food reminded Edward how hungry he was so to distract himself from his bladder and to appease his hollow stomach he joined the line and helped himself to some food and a coffee. He moved and mingled and ate all the Tim was becoming more and more aware that he HAD to get back to the toilets as soon as possible. When he couldn’t bare the pressure on his bladder and abdomen any longer Edward made his excuses and slipped back into the corridor to head to the bathroom. Just as he was a few steps from pushing the door open his mobile rang. Everyone in the office knew where he was, today of all days. His family had all been told too. Frustrated, desperate and annoyed Edward answered without checking the screen. ‘Hello?’ ‘Mr Forrester. Are you ok?’ ‘Oh Megan. Sorry. Listen can I call you back in five minutes. There’s something really urgent I need to do right now.’ ‘Oh. Can it wait? You are nit going to like this. The press are crucifying you sir. They are calling for you to be sacked.’ ‘Oh. God. Seriously? Megan I’ll call you back in a few minutes, I promise. It’s just...’ ‘But sir are you ok to let this go? They are planning to run it live in just five minutes. You are going to be on the lunch time BBC news. Apparently you looked guilty and uncomfortable in your interview. What’s going on? ‘Megan, honestly. You really want to know? I’ve been damn well bursting for the loo for two hours and I’m right outside the gents blooming well holding myself because I’m gonna have an accident. I was desperate to piss in that interview ok! I’m not guilty of anything...except...oh fuck Megan. I need to go. I seriously NEED to piss so badly.’ ‘Badly enough to lose your job sir?’ ‘Look what can I do? So what if the manager I appointed was my best mate in school. So what if we went over budget. What else should tax payers money be used for? Sport should be a priority surely? Look I can’t talk about this right now. I’m leaking piss here! I’ve never bloody needed to piss more than I do right now. You want me to piss myself? Cos that’s what’s happening if you don’t stop going on! I need to go. Goodbye.’ ‘One last thing sir. I’m quitting.’ Edward hung up the phone, one hand clutching his penis through his trouser pocket for dear life as he pushed the gents door open, ran up to the urinal and unzipped. As he fished his exhausted penis out and waited while his brain finally told him he could release he banged the tiles with his fist. God, this was meant to be the day he had looked forward to all his life. How could it all be going so wrong? Edward wanted to swear in frustration. With his head resting on the tiles above the urinal and his eyes closed he hadn’t released his aim was out and his strong and long missed the urinal and poured all over his expensive shoes and socks. What took years of planning all ruined by pee. Despite hours of holding and a now empty bladder Edward felt little relief in any way. For all he earned, for all his status, he felt vulnerable and stressed more than he ever had before. Maybe some champagne would make it all a bit better.
  2. Mbgpeelover

    No public bathroom

    I think about similar things wherever I see signs that read ‘toilets for staff use onky’ Am doing I think about how often they must have been asked before putting the sign up and how desperate people must be to be courageous enough to ask.
  3. Mbgpeelover

    Girls - Longest you have spent in peed panties?

    I once slept all night in knickers I had peed in. I put pyjama bottoms on top and just went to bed. Pas for daytime...a few hours at most as privacy is an issue and I lead a very busy life that can call me away at short notice so I case I had to leave the house I eventually changed. I once drove home in not just knickers I had owed in but in wet trousers too.
  4. Mbgpeelover

    [Male] Very desperate after long hold

    Would have loved watching you holding that first
  5. Another time I recall actually shaking with relief was while pregnant with my twins. I had to have regular scans and right up to the midway point they all needed a full bladder. I was forever needing to pee anyway with two growing babies pressing on my bladder! This one time I drank over a litre of water in an hour and was cross legged waiting. Then they rub freezing cold gel on your bladder and press on it with a scanner! I very nearly burst on the bed and was biting my lip so bad! When they finally said I could go (it takes much longer to measure two babies!) I actually cried and shook on the toilet with relief!
  6. Some of the times I have experienced this have already been posted on here but here’s one time I really recall. It happened in my local Asda (Walmart) store one day. I was in looking around and had been holding a full bladder for quite a while. I can’t remember what I was in to get but can clearly remember how much I needed to pee and how damp my underwear was. I remember standing looking at a shelf and bending forwards with my legs crossed. I suddenly became aware that my pussy was leaking and I was really unsure if it was mucus or pee! I was that turned on. I figured for safety I had better go to the toilets! When I went the bathroom was empty and as I pulled down my pants there was a huge amount of very stretchy mucus from my vagina right to my pants and it kept stretching as I pulled down my pants! My pants were also damp with pee so I used paper to clean the copious mucus and sat down on the pan. I tried to relax and finally a huge gusher escaped that went on and on and on. My bladder was pushing pee out faster than my body could cope and I struggling to balance even with my bottom firmly on the toilet pan. I was shaking with the force and the longing to cum and had to push my hand into my mouth to stop myself from making moaning noises. Just then I heard the door open and a woman’s voice panting out ‘no! No! Oh my God finally I can pee. Three hours of holding and I finally get to pee. It’s coming! God it’s coming! Hurry up woman and get your pants down before you piss everywhere. Oh my fucking God I have NEVER had to piss so bad in my fucking life. It’s coming out!’ And which I heard her kick the cubicle door in and pull her pants and clothes aside and sit on the toilet right next door to me. She sighed this sigh that I will never ever forget as long as I live as it sounded much more like she was having an orgasm than a pee. Now I am not bisexual neither am I someone who would normally wank myself in a loo but my word did that woman do something for me! With both hands I furiously rubbed myself to a beautiful and heavenly orgasm in the cubicle all while this unknown woman finished peeing and sighing and I came to her saying ‘my God that was amazing!’ As if she knew exactly what I was thinking too! I was terrified to come out so waited as she washed her hands and left before I finally cleaned myself up again, washed my hands and went home!
  7. I will share my experiences of this when I can tomorrow. Glad I am not alone though as that intense feeling is orgasmic!
  8. Have you ever been so full and so utterly desperate and held for ages (deliberate or not) that when you do get to the toilet your body is so utterly grateful to finally go that your whole body shakes and you need to hold yourself steady either by leaning on a wall (guys) or holding onto something while you pee? I have and while it’s nit something I would do daily because it’s a bit extreme, on the occasions I have experienced it it’s definitely an incredible almost out of body experience and there really is nothing like it. Would love to know if anyone can relate and if so what the circumstances leading up to it were. Happy to share the times i’ve experienced it if anyone wants?
  9. In everyday life I am not one for drawing attention to myself though I have found myself on nation TV and radio lots. As far as my love of desperation goes I tend to keep that very private but I have been bursting while public speaking, in many training courses, out in public and on public transport. I’ve found myself desperate in supermarkets, restaurants and even in banks! So if you could be desperate for a pee anywhere where is your ideal place?
  10. Mbgpeelover

    Peep Show - Jez pisses himself in the church

    Fantastic! Thanks for sharing
  11. Mbgpeelover

    What omo related words really get you going?

    I like it when the person loses their composure a bit so when someone who would otherwise not swear comes out with ‘fuck, I need to piss so bad!’ Or someone who is usually extremely shy and hardly speaks suddenly overcoming their quiet composure to say something like ‘Oh God, I need the toilet so bad i’m About to piss myself!’ I think one of the hottest ones for me is seeing someone struggle silently for a while and then eventually they suddenly say something which frees them to be more open about their need or even sexier if they whisper just to me! That sends shivers down my spine just at the thought!
  12. Mbgpeelover

    12 more months of desperate workers

    October: Fancy Dress shop assistant Hazel loved dressing up right from when she was a toddler: a dinosaur, a princess, a superhero or a nurse; she was never happier than when she was in fancy dress and pretending to be someone else. From re-enacting movies dressed as her favourite character to swanning around her bedroom like a queen, Hazel and dress up went together like fish and chips. As the teenage years crept up on her Hazel invited herself (and got invited to) more parties than her parents could count, and for every occasion Hazel delighted in dressing as whoever she pleased, adding makeup and accessories as she grew and discovering sexier outfits as college and employment began. Hazel tried traditional employment as best as she could. Tall, well endowed, slightly overweight, outgoing, but smart, she tried working as a secretary then in a call centre and even in a nursing home but nothing seemed to last as she resented the hours at work when she would rather be dressed up. So when an old school acquaintance contacted her to say their step dad was looking for someone to work in his fancy dress hire shop Hazel jumped at the chance. By now she was edging closer to thirty and excited about her big birthday with huge plans for a massive Cosplay party with everyone in character. It was an absolute blessing, Hazel thought, that her birthday fell a week after Halloween and everyone was keen to reuse their costumes. With two weeks to her party and one week to Halloween Hazel visited the fancy dress hire shop in the retail park and introduced herself. Her enthusiasm and excitement got her the job instantly but there was one ‘catch’, (except to Hazel it wasn’t a catch more a perk really): leading up to Halloween Darren required all his staff to ‘get into the spirit’ by wearing one of the shop’s outfits. The staff could choose, of course, but it was all about the atmosphere and ambiance and it, of course, helped abundantly with the sales too. Hazel didn’t want to leave and spent well over an hour searching through the vast array of costumes looking for something that caught her eye. The shop seemed to have everything from superhero’s to movie characters, to TV personalities to every service job like firefighter, nurse, maid, police officer etc to fairy story characters, book characters and then an entire range of Halloween costumes. It was in the latter section that Hazel settled on a sexy full body skeleton body suit made of Lycra that accentuated every curve of her body but also kept her discreet as it covered her whole legs, body and arms. Hazel tried it on but she had to ask a stranger in the next door dressing room to zip her up as the zip began at her lower back and ran up to the back of her neck. Hazel looked at herself in the full length mirror and loved what she saw. Her long dark brown hair shone against the tight black suit with white skeleton glow in the dark pattern. She struggled to get out of the suit, having to step out the changing room and ask someone to unzip her, but to Hazel this didn’t seem an issue and she loved everything about the suit. She hung it back up and took it to the till to her new boss who approved greatly and put it aside for Hazel in the morning. It was almost closing time but the shop was still very busy and Darren requested Hazel start work for 8:30 but to come earlier to give her time to get ready. The next morning Hazel was up, fed. showered and ready and at the shop for 8:10am. Darren was already inside and handed Hazel the outfit as he unlocked the changing rooms. He told her to shout if she needed anything and to bring her clothes to the front desk. Hazel shouted on him to zip her up and then she folded her jeans and shirt up into a bag and put it behind the till counter. Darren offered her a drink and Hazel accepted a coffee while Darren showed her the different sizes of clothes they sold, the layout of the shop and how to measure someone if required. As well as fancy dress hire the shop also did kilt and suit hire hire for weddings and formal events and Hazel may need to measure customers if required. He promised to show her how to work the till as the day went on but initially he wanted her out helping customers, advising, and preventing shop lifting. Hazel had no issues with that and loved seeing herself as she passed the mirrors dotted around the shop. Her suit was snug but so comfortable and Hazel had never felt sexier. Darren, meanwhile, had dressed as a wizard and Hazel knew he would draw the attention of customers. By 9:15 customers were arriving and Hazel had finished her mug of coffee. Eager to please she sat the empty mug by the till and went over to help the customers. The morning went in quickly with a lot of sales made, mostly cute outfits for children to trick or treat in but with a few adults treating themselves too. Hazel was eye catching and she saw a few customers browse the rail where her skeleton outfit was. By late morning though Hazel was finding the shop warm. Darren clearly was too as he offered Hazel a short break to get herself a cold drink, telling her to help herself to a can of juice from the staff fridge. Sitting in the staff room at 11:30 Hazel realised while gulping her lemonade that she could do with a quick loo break. She was sure she had seen the toilets near the changing rooms so she put her can in the recycle bin and made her way there. She was right about the bathrooms being there and as she pushed open the door to the ladies her desire to pee increased greatly. It wasn’t until she closed and locked the cubicle thought that she realised she had a big problem: however she tried she just couldn’t get her outfit unzipped in order to use the toilet. With the toilet right in front of her Hazel rubbed her bladder and curtsied as her need to pee felt so strong. She tried reaching the zip from the top of her shoulders but couldn’t manage. She tried from behind but that didn’t work either. She tried catching it on the wall even, but that failed too. Knowing she needed to be back in the shop as soon as possible, she opened the cubicle to see if anyone was around to help her but the toilets were otherwise empty. She tentatively opened the main door of the bathroom and looked into the changing rooms but surprisingly they appeared empty too. Hazel looked longingly at Darren serving at the till and thought about interrupting him but she just couldn’t embarrass herself in from of a busy shop. She decided she’d just have to wait until the shop was quieter and then ask someone then. She gave herself a quick push with her hand between her legs (hidden by the door) and headed back out into the main shop where a customer asked for assistance finding an outfit before Hazel had time to think. Being busy helped distract Hazel though she could feel the Lycra of her suit stretching as her bladder grew. She tried not to make it obvious she needed the toilet but as time went on she found herself crossing her legs, raising one leg behind the other and rubbing her bladder while advising customers. All the time Hazel would look over to see if the till area was quiet so she could ask Darren to help release her from her outfit so she could pee. The till was always busy though and by 11:55 Hazel was wondering what else she could do to help her get out of her outfit. Her need to pee was more constant now and distracting. Hazel looked over at the till again after helping yet another parent search for a Woody outfit from Toy Story for her four year old and noticed that her old school friend, Patel, was serving and Darren wasn’t anywhere to be seen. Using the excuse of saying thank you for thinking about her for the job, Hazel walked to the till to see Patel, also hoping she might perhaps be willing to loosen the zip on her suit so she could quickly have a wee. Patel smiled and waved to Hazel as she drew closer but a constant stream of customers made conversation limited. Finally there was a short gap and Hazel noticed Patel wasn’t in fancy dress. ‘Darren’s just popped out to the bakers for some lunch. He took a pile of leaflets too so think he’s planning on giving those out before coming back. He said you are doing great! I’m just here to help until he comes back. Did he tell you about the Incy Wincy nursery across the road by the way?’ ‘No he didn’t. Patel I was wondering if you could help me with something?’ ‘Oh he should have mentioned the nursery! It’s where my son goes. Anyway the Head is coming over shortly. They are putting on a Halloween party for the kids next week and coming in to get nursery rhyme themed outfits for the staff. Obviously she’s not got long to hang around so I have a list of the staff sizes and wondered if you could fill a spare rail from the cupboard up with a selection of suitable stuff she could look at. You know like Little Bo Peep, Red Riding Hood, The Three bears, Incy Wincy spider of course...thanks! I’ll come over and help with whatever it was you wanted as soon as things calm down. Cheers!’ The till queue was forming quickly and Patel went on to serve customers as Hazel fetched a spare rail and started looking for nursery rhyme outfits while helping customers at the same time. Meanwhile her bladder filled more and more and Hazel found it harder to hide the fact she really needed a minute to use the toilet. She rocked slightly from foot to foot anxiously and crossed her legs when possible. She leaned forward as she looked for sizes to add to the rail and bit her lip. Her nipples were so hard and sensitive against the tight outfit, her bladder pushing and aching. Sweat drops formed on her forehead and the tingling between her legs felt like it was so extreme like someone was tickling her in her most private area with a feather! She really regretted drinking the can of lemonade so quickly earlier as another strong urge caused her to whimper a little and dance around. It was impossible to hide now and Hazel put two more outfits on the rail and headed back to the till to ask Patel if she could quickly run to the lavatory. It was more of an urgent need than a request as Hazel used the rail of clothes to hide behind as she momentarily put a hand between her leg to help herself hold. The till was still constant and Hazel couldn’t really stand still as she waited to try and get Patel’s attention. As another urgent urge came Hazel left the rail of clothes and ran to the toilets running straight to a cubicle and locking it. Suddenly she remembered that she couldn’t get her Lycra all in one body suit off as a warm spurt of pee pushed out beyond her control wetting her pants. Hazel sat on the toilet fully dressed with one hand tightly between her legs. She was achingly desperate to pee, sitting exactly where she should be to get release yet unable to remove her sexy outfit in order to get the relief her whole body craved. She stroked back and forth between her legs with her hand, loving the feeling it gave her through the skin tight material as her other hand moved to her tender breasts and played with her obviously hard erect nipples which could be felt so easily through the body suit. Hazel moaned as another wave of urgent desire to piss enveloped her entire body as she pressed harder and stroked faster on her hard clit and pounding urethra which could both be felt clearly thought the suit. Hazel was red and sweating both from the effort of holding her full bladder and the movements and feelings she was doing to herself. She wasn’t deliberately trying to masterbate but she so urgently needed to pee and clenching her legs and swinging them, combined with stroking her vaginal area and rocking was not only very pleasurable but it was definitely helping prevent her peeing herself through an expensive dress up outfit she adored. Hazel continued her actions as she moaned quietly until she shook and realised she had climaxed quicker than she had ever done during sex with anyone! It was like a flick switched and immediately her intense desire to pee settled as if she had had release from that too,even though she hadn’t. She stood up, instinctively flushing the chain, washed her hands and went back to work. Back in the shop Patel was laughing with a customer as they both looked at the rail of clothes Hazel had looked out and Hazel guessed it was the nursery manager Patel was with. She didn’t want Patel to see her red face, smell her sweat or hear her heart beating fast so she instead headed towards the door for some fresh air. Outside she could see Darren in the distance handing out leaflets and attracting a lot of attention in his wizard outfit. Hazel smiled loving the fact someone else seemed to share her love of dressing up. Her thoughts were rudely interrupted by a customer asking if they had an outfit in a certain size and Hazel went to ask Patel. On her way to the till she felt a strange and sudden sensation hit her. Instantly her urgent need to urine returned with a vengeance and Hazel bent forward with her legs crossed as a leak of warm pee slid out of her aching urethra and Hazel felt it run down her thighs. She HAD to get someone to unzip her outfit NOW or she knew she would wet herself any minute! Patel was serving but Hazel couldn’t stop herself, interrupting with a cowboy outfit in one hand and her other tight between her legs as tears formed in her eyes. ‘Sorry Patel! A customer wants to know if we have this aged 8 at all....plus I really need to use the bathroom could you unzip my suit a bit please as I can’t get it off. Please. Sorry I interrupted it’s just I’ve been holding so long I’m gonna wet myself here!’ Hazel was well aware customers were staring at her. She knew she looked a sight dressed in a tight Lycra body suit with glow in the dark skeleton outline, holding herself and bend forward like a young child. But more dribbles were running down her leg making her shiver with every wet hair and she knew that any second her urethra would open fully and she would have a huge puddle to clean. Patel was so embarrassed and annoyed to have interrupted a customer but she leaned over and pulled the zip on the back of Hazel’s fancy dress outfit enough that she could grab it from behind. Hazel ran with all her might back to the ladies, opening the cubicle and locking it for the third time in an hour! She twisted her hand behind her and frantically felt for the zip as she pulled it down to her waist as she squirmed and moaned and pleaded with herself to hurry up. She couldn’t remember ever having to pee so bad ever! With her whole body sweating the Lycra seemed to cling to her and pulling each arm out was proving harder than Hazel wanted. Finally both arms were out and Hazel shifted from side to side as she tried to wiggle the tight costume down over her swollen bladder and larger than should be thighs, finally managed to get it down enough she could see and feel her underwear. Her knickers smelt wet, they looked wet and they sure felt wet as Hazel lowered them enough to sit down on the toilet pan. Even before she did so another long spurt blasted out of her and splashed loudly into the toilet she was straddled over. ‘Oh thank God I made it! Phew!’ Hazel sat there for what seemed like weeks while her bladder relaxed fully and emptied. She dabbed the inside of the body suit with toilet paper before wiping herself and pulling up her wet pants and pulling the skeleton body suit back on. She washed her hands and zipped up as best she could before asking a stranger who had just come out the toilets if they would mind zipping her up again. Hazel was never more embarrassed to return to the shop but thankfully she could hear Patel leaving as Darren came in, right past the tills and heading right towards her. He looked stressed and flustered and Hazel feared she was about to lose yet another job. ‘Hi Hazel, Patel had to rush away to get her son but I can’t do the tills for a minute. Could you just say I’ll be back in two minutes to the customers? If I don’t get to the gents in sixty seconds flat I’m gonna piss this fucking Wizard suit. Got to run. Thanks!’ And at that Hazel watched as her boss raced into the gents to pee. Hazel smiled realising she knew exactly how he felt and just glad she wasn’t the only one who almost peed herself at work that day!
  13. Mbgpeelover

    [Male] Late night agony

    Thanks for this
  14. Mbgpeelover

    Excellent Hold It For Money Video!

    I really enjoyed the male in this one