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    Markj9494 got a reaction from Manticore in Holders of Iron House   
    Here is the little epilogue, possibly not quite what people were thinking when I mentioned it. But I feel it prehapse filled in a few gaps in an important characters back story / the university in general. I hope you enjoy!
     
    Chapter 9 for old times’ sake
    Leaning back in her chair dean Johnson couldn’t help but think back to her own time at this university, all those years ago when it was still in its prime. The mischief her and her best friend would get up to together, the biggest bladders in the university. Their status opening many doors to them, both the private functions and public parties with people from around the world. It seemed so long ago and yet was almost like it was yesterday at the same time. The days of men pining over her as they revelled at her full bladder at these functions, the old-fashioned gatherings always a spectacle. Then there was the last day as a student, her final test, the day she had set the record, the end of her third year... and friendship. 
     
    “Come on we know we are going to ace this, we do it like its nothing” the curvy blonde-haired woman said, her body the envy of all the women at the university for more reasons than one.
    “Lana what are you talking about?” a plainer looking woman sat opposite her asked, briefly looking up from her book and brushing a stranding of her frizzy hair out of the way. The plain white band in her hair failing to keep it all under control.
    “Mary, We are the two top holders in this university, a university of the world’s best holders and academics.” Lana said, gesturing with her arms wide open.
    “What is your point?” Mary asked, finally closing her book and placing it prudently on her lap.
    “Shouldn’t we prove ourselves, instead of just doing what all the rest of the bottom of the class do? We should make it more interesting, come on you know you love a challenge.” She said, diving onto the bed and resting her head on her hands. A mischievous and desire filled smile on her face and blue eyes that sparkled with energy. Lana had been the clear top holder ever since the first test and had done nothing but push herself since then. A fact that made Mary all to aware she would likely come out second best, but to have both their names, the formidable duo at the top of the list for all time was something of a dream to her.
    “I suppose there is some merit in that” Mary admitted, the challenge stoking the rebellious fires of the honour student.
    “Ok so the end of year test is to drink 2.5 litres for 2 days.”
    “Yes, 5 litres in 48 hours.” Mary agreed factually.
    “I think we should double it!” Lana said excitedly
    “Double it?!”
    “Why not, even that won’t be too much of an issue.” Lana said confidently.
    “I suppose, but isn’t it a risk?” Mary said frowning slightly.
    “How many times have you read the record book in the library. I know you want your name in it.”
    “Our names go in it anyway, it’s a list of every graduate and their final year volume.” Mary countered.
    “Shut up you know what I mean. We can totally be the top two if we try.”
    Even she couldn’t recount how often she read the book of holders. Their names and volumes almost burnt into her brain as she fantasised about them all. Cross referencing the holders with their yearbook photos to give her imagination all the fuel it needed on the cold winters nights when she lay alone in bed.
    “Fine, but you realise that once we start, we can’t stop?” Mary cautioned. 
    “Like we ever stop” Lana said patting her bladder, her organ already bloating out of her after days without a bathroom. “But I’m serious, is 10 litres and 4 days going to be enough to even put a dent in us?”
    “I mean it’s a challenge for sure.” Mary said, shrugging slightly.
    “Yeah, but is it a real one. Come on, imagine it, our names on the very top for years to come. We only get one chance we have to make it count!” Lana said, sitting up on the bed.
    “Lets not go too…”
    “One chance!” Lana repeated.
    “Fine, so what we go all out. How do we make sure its fair and balanced for us?”
    “That’s the beauty, it doesn’t have to be fair!” Lana said energetically, each wall of Mary’s that she broke down seemingly feeding her enthusiasm. “But lets not tell anyone alright, don't want anyone else crashing the party...May the biggest bladder win” She finished, a beaming smile across her face.
    “Im not sure I like the sounds of that.” Mary grinned back, but secretly she couldn’t have hoped for a better outcome. As much as the books gave her food for thought, there was nothing like watching Lana at her absolute limit. A sight that she hadn’t seen for years at this point, her capacity simply too large for most days to even put a dent in it. Even most trials they had been involved in usually had to conclude their findings before they reached her indomitable limits. So if she was going to go all out this time, the final week of term was going to be one to remember.
    ....
    Three weeks later Mary found herself awkwardly standing in the corner of the social room watching Lana. While she herself enjoyed the academic and conversations at the gatherings that involved the best and brightest. These more common affairs often left her feeling a little out of it, lacking many of the social graces and confidence of her friend.
    She would have declined tonight, but it was the day before their final test and since Lana had come up with this stupid contest between the two of them, she had insisted on doing everything together. Apparently in an effort to see how much each of them was drinking, seemingly wanting to make sure that she would be the one on top of the record books. Not that Mary was sure she should even be fighting for that spot, she needed to be careful to not ruin her chances of coming second. Holding was about grace under pressure, not ego's.
    Taking a sip from her beer she could feel her bladder beneath the tight frilly dress she had chosen for tonight. With about 6 litres of fluid sitting inside her she could certainly feel her need to pee escalating over the last day. A familiar uneasy feeling filling her abdomen as it started to incessantly remind her of her basic biology, including the fact that at some point she would need to pee. But checking her analogue watch as long as it was in no less than 59 hours from this point, she was sure she would give the record holders a run for their money.
    She had been careful, measuring her intake and spreading it throughout the day. Even mixing in the right amounts of salts and minerals she needed to keep her perfectly balanced and not increase her need to pee or her thirst. Looking down at her beer she was a little worried, Lana having told her that no one drinks water at a party. A fact that was true but made her worried about the impact it might have. But then again, anything that helped her bladder get fuller was a bonus when it came to the end result. A fact that she had already taken account of earlier in the day.
    Patting her internal dress pocket it was still there, the little packet of white powder that she and some friends had been cooking up in pharmacy society. A powerful diuretic that she knew would ensure her victory, one teaspoon of this with a few hours to go in the contest and her kidneys would start pumping through anything else she drank and blowing her up. It would be uncomfortable, but it was necessary for any chance at victory. Lana might have the confidence and the natural talent to out hold her, but she had the fortitude and intelligence to make this work in her favour should she choose to use it.
    “Hey, don’t drink the punch” A voice whispered behind her.
    “Jenny?”” She asked turning around to see the skinny dark haired girl smiling wickedly at her.
    “Spiking the punch is a tradition right” she smiled, holding up an empty bag of the stuff they had created earlier. The same powder she had in her pocket right now, just a lot more of it.
    “Uhhh, thanks” Mary said, uneasily watching the slightly scary woman walking away, she never knew what to make of Jenny. She was seemingly all smiles while managing to shoot daggers out of her eyes at all times. There was just something off about her...
     
     
    “Get over here” Lana interrupted her thoughts as she felt her friend grab her arm and pull her out of the corner.
    “Hey wait” She tried to object.
    “We are playing spin the bottle, truth or dares and you are playing” Lana said as she pulled her along to a group of people starting to sit in a circle.
    “Im not really…”
    “Nope, not this time.” Lana said as she pulled her into the group and all eyes fell on her. “Sit” her friend commanded and reluctantly Mary joined the group. Exchanging awkward glances with many of them.
    “Ill go first” Lana said, grabbing the empty bottle and spinning it rigorously. quickly it span, before coming to a rest in front of Claire, one of their classmates for the last 3 years.
    “Truth or dare” Lana asked.
    “Truth” Claire said after thinking for a moment.
    “Last time you peed your pants, like fully peed.” Lana said gleefully.
    “I….It was last month. I was doing one of those stupid fluid retention projects that company does here. They made us all drink like 5 litres in 2 hours and then they measured our pee output. One test without the drugs and then the next day we did it with them. Well, I was fine the first time and even at the end of the main test I held it. But then I went to the library for a few hours and I started to feel the need to pee but it was manageable. But suddenly when I was on the train because I live off campus, it hit me all of a sudden. I don’t know what happened but one minute I was doing ok but the next I was….I was pissing myself on station platform.” The red head said, blushing deeply and staring at the floor as she admitted to her accident.
    “Hey, its happens to us all.” Nancy added, trying to make her friend feel better.
    “Not all of us.” Lana boasted, clearly satisfied with the embarrassing story she had gotten. “Well, I guess you get to ask next.”
    Spinning the bottle Claire was happy when it stopped in front of Juliet, the pair good friends and well aware of each other’s interests.
    “Dare” Juliet said loudly.
    “I dare you to flash us” Claire grinned, the embarrassment from her story already forgotten.
    “You perv” Juliet smiled before lifting her top and exposing her large and perfectly sculpted breasts to the group. Mary seemingly feeling more embarrassed about the whole thing that anyone else including the one exposing herself as she felt her cheeks burn while averting her gaze.
    “Like you’re not into it” Claire responded, getting a wink out of Juliet at she put her top back down.
    The bottle span again and this time it stopped back at Anna.
    “Truth”
    “How about the last time you peed in your pants miss Iron bladder” Juliet said.
    “Lame, reusing the same things. But alright, I was 9 and on a family road trip. I wanted to make it the entire trip without stopping, like a personal goal. Well I made it 14 hours and then lost control in a burger king.”
    “Boring, next.” Juliet said, indicating to her to spin the bottle. Clearly frustrated by the un embarrassing story.
    Spinning the bottle Mary was horrified to see it starting to slow down before her, the open neck of the bottle coming to a rest facing her. Although what was more worrying was the smile on her friends face.
    “Uhh….Dare” Mary wasn’t sure what would be more embarrassing. But her friend would probably go easier on her with a dare. She knew too many embarrassing things about her to risk a truth.
    “I dare you to kiss Sarah”
    “What!?!” Mary said, staring back at her friend. She hadn’t just said that! Mary had, had the biggest crush on Sarah for the last two years and Lana knew that! Why would she do this to her, this was worse than any truth.
    “What, you think she is ugly or something?” Lana jibed, knowing all to well the opposite was truth.
    “No I…just”
    “Come on, just one kiss. What’s the problem.” Lana continued, clearly enjoying her flustered behaviour.
    now bright red Mary could feel her ears burning as she turned towards Sarah. Her mouth suddenly dry and heart pounding inside her rib cage. She could tell by the look Sarah was giving her it was obvious something was up, she wasn’t hiding anything. Her only choice was to get it over and done with and then move to a different country far away from here.
    Leaning in the two of them pressed their lips together, Mary almost melting into a puddle instantly as they made contact.
    As Sarah broke off, leaning back Mary almost fell forwards.
    “Easy there tiger” Lana joked, the others laughing at her and causing Mary to blush even more deeply. How could her friend do this to her, she had admitted her crush to her in confidence.
    “Well, spin the bottle.” Lana said.
    Slightly meekly she reached out and twisted the bottle, revolving several times it came to a rest in front of none other than her tormenter Lana.
    “OOOH” Juliet joked.
    “Dare” Lana said proudly, sure that Mary wouldn’t be able to think of anything.
    Being put on the spot definitely didn’t help but after a few moments she knew what she had to do, the ultimate comeuppance for her overly confident and boastful friend that only the two of them would know the true consequences of. Well…only her fully.
    “I dare you to drink the entire punch bowl!”
    Locking eyes it was clear that Lana knew her game instantly, it was a challenge. They were already 2 days into their end of year hold and there was no going back. But at the same time Lana couldn’t refuse, it would look odd. But she also couldn’t tell anyone why she might have reservations, they had agreed to keep it a secret, not that telling people her secrets seemed to be problem for her tonight.
    “Bit weird but sure” Lana said, feigning ignorance.
    Standing up she walked over to the large table nearby the large glass bowl filled with a sweet pink liquid. Taking out the ladle others had been using to fill their glasses Lana walked back over to the group with her hands full of the large bowl. Standing next to them she positioned the small pouring spout towards her, raising it to her lips and beginning to down the litres of liquid still in the bowl. For more than a minute she chugged, her breathing getting heavier as she started to struggle with the quantity of liquid she was forcing down her throat. But somehow, she chugged it all, in a single go.
    Smacking her lips she upturned the large bowl, locking eyes with Mary before putting the bowl on the ground next to her. Sitting down she groaned slightly, her hands resting on her massively bloated stomach. Like Mary her own bladder must have been also been filling but it was nothing compared to what was about to happen to it.
     
    She couldn’t remember exactly what had happened after that, the two days blurring over time. Her own desperation rapidly increasing to worrying levels by the time she walked into class on that final day. They had started drinking in class 46 hours earlier at 8am, the two litres having to be drunk by 10am. The same process had been repeated the day after and now as she sat shuffling in her place Mary was starting to question her decisions. Even as she stared at the water bottle on the desk, not one she had to drink but one she was trying to convince herself to drink to maximise her results. Many of the others around the room doing something similar, the third years cramming more and more water desperately into their distended bladders in the hope of increasing their final volume.
    “Oooh” a loud groan caught her attention, snapping out of her own desperation for a moment.
    The noise came from Lana who many in the class had been watching since her arrival. For the first time in her time at university, she looked like she was struggling. The other students simultaneously in awe of her bladders size and also enjoying the first real sighting of her being desperate.
    Clutching her massively distended bladder the poor woman looked months pregnant, her bladder pushing almost a foot out of her. The curves of her hips augmented by a bladder that seemed to be pushing around her, the large ominous bulge expanding outwards in all directions with immense pressure. Ripples and spasms in her muscles easy to see on her taught and porcelain white skin. Her choice of a revealing crop top and miniskirt giving the monstrous bladder the maximum room to grow but hiding nothing.
    She had all but burst into Marys room last night, pacing in desperation and muttering to herself. Trying to have a conversation but her fraying mind overwhelmed by the sensation of her maxed out bladder. Not that Mary had minded, she had quite enjoyed the sight of Lana as desperate as she was. This had to be by far the fullest she had seen her, or for that matter the fullest she had seen anyone. The diuretics her “friend” had spiked her with clearly going into overdrive and transforming the moderate bulge into a serious beer belly and now into its final form of a 9 month pregnant woman.
    But despite the obvious agony the heavily sweating and groaning woman was feeling, she was drinking even more. Her unerring confidence in her own capabilities a sight to behold. A shaking hand outstretching for another bottle, her sixth in the last hour. Stopping for a moment she visibly shuddered as her hand rested on the water bottle.
    “Come on, you can do it!” Mary encouraged.
    Shuddering again Lana picked up the bottle, uncapping the lid and putting it to her lips. Almost as soon as it touched her lips her whole body lurched again, a hard pulse momentarily contracting everything inside her body to force out the ocean of liquid inside her.
    “Just one more hour!” Mary said again, happy to see Lana scrunch her eyes and begin to down the bottle. Her friend showing a resolve and capacity outside of her wildest dreams, there was no way she wasn’t going to top the charts now! Any idea of her winning had long gone out the window and now she just wanted to see what Lana was capable of. 
    “More! I need more” Lana said, her eyes twitching as she placed the empty bottle with the others. Her hand resting on the desk as she swallowed forcibly.
    “More?” Mary asked incredulously, seriously did this woman have no limits.
    Grabbing another Lana uncapped it, taking a deep breath and clearly fighting off more pulses she repeated her process once more. Tipping the water back and soon, it too was gone. A seventh bottle joining the pile.
    A moment later Lana let out the loudest groan yet and next to her Mary was starting to sweat too. Her legs tightly crossed and hands resting in her lap as her desperation grew, but that was not the reason. She had all but forgotten her own body, even as her bloated bladder screamed for attention, it was drowned out by the breathless command from the woman next to her.
    “More!” Lana said quietly, her hand balled into a fist as she crushed it into the desk.
    Pushing over her own bottle Mary bit her lip, well aware of the light shinning of the powder she had poured into it last night. The diuretic not quite as tasteless or hidden as she had hoped, something she would have to work on in the future.
    But it seemed Lana was too far down the tunnel to notice as she uncapped and began to chug, the drug flowing down her throat to be absorbed by her body and turn it into even more of a piss producing factory. Lana's kidneys soon to be sent into overdrive and cause her bladder to swell faster and faster as time went on. With only 50 minutes their impact would be limited, but Mary was sure that it would be more than enough to help her friend win.
    “Oh god” Lana groaned as she pressed both hands between her legs for a moment, her torso quivering restlessly for a few seconds.
    “No, no, no, no” She muttered to herself, her eyes clenched closed. Quickly she raised a hand to her mouth to stifle a burp that threatened to be more that that judging by her worried expression. But a few moments later as sweat began to drip off her and onto the desk, her blonde hair already damp and sticking to her clammy face she said it again.
    “More!”
    Without hesitation Mary rummaged through her friends bag, finding the remaining 5 bottles from the 12 pack of isotonic water Lana had brought with her, she slid them all towards her friend. Looking down Lana eyed them hungrily, her eyes locking onto the prize even as she winced deeply. Her taught and exposed skin forming goose bumps as she was forced to hold herself again.
    Unsteadily she rushed to grab the next bottle uncapping it with some effort and putting it to her lips.
    Next to her Mary was in a trance, her friend was pushing her body to absolutely ludicrous limits, levels that she would have thought impossible. Leaning over she uncapped the next bottle just as Lana finished the previous one, almost forcing her friend to take it as she replaced the now empty one. Again and again she replaced the bottles, giving Lana no rest between the onslaught of water until finally she had done it! All 13 bottles now empty rested in front of the two of them, the desk littered with the remnants of both of their desires to see Lana push herself to the absolute limit, if she was not already.
    With just 30 minutes to go Mary was starting to think she could hear her friend’s bladder churning inside of her, between the constant moans and groans that she was making. Her entire body was constantly shivering, quivering and shaking as it desperately fought her for control. Her heavily pregnant looking stomach expanding to new monstrous levels. She could have been holding octuplets and not looked as bloated as she did now, her tall frame dwarfed by her bladder as it jutted out of extraordinarily. Doubled over Lana pressed both hands between her legs as she muttered some incoherent incantation to herself.
    20 minutes to go and she was grunting loudly, everyone in the class now staring at her as every few seconds through gritted teeth Lana made horrible pained noises. Her face a constant contortion of pain and concentration, the only thing holding her together was her fortitude and will power. Two things that were slowly leaving her as time went on and the water she had forced herself to drink flowed into her beyond full bladder.
    10 minutes later and Mary was watching the tears stream down her friends face. But she wasn’t crying, her face betraying no emotion at all. It was simply as if her body was reacting to the pain it was in, without involving her brain. Or perhaps it was simply trying to get rid of the water in anyway it could since she still somehow contained herself. But the quivering and pulses had stopped, or more accurately had become a solid and unending ball of pain within her friend.
    But with 6 minutes to go it seemed like something finally broke, or a connection to her brain was re-established. Lana’s eyes suddenly widened as she scrunched herself up and emitted a guttural moan that reverberated around the room.
    “Quiet please!” The old woman at the front commanded, her nun like appearance commanding the respect and in some cases fear from the University students.
    Lana stifled her moan but Mary could hear her breaths becoming quicker and quicker as she started to hyperventilate. Her eyes darting around the room as panic overtook her. Instantly her hand shot up, shaking manically in the air.
    “Yes Lana”
    “Please, I…I…I need to go!” She stuttered, her breathing still ragged as he hand shot back down to its resting place between her legs that were moving feverously beneath the desk.
    “The test isn’t over yet. You will just have to wait.” The adjudicator said unmovingly.
    “I promise you... I’m holding so... so much right now” Lana protested desperately, her hands pressing on the desk as she stood on shaking legs. Another loud moan leaving her as she took faltering steps towards the front of the class and the devices they would all be using to measure themselves.
    “Please, remain seated until the test is over. Its just a few more minutes and I’m sure that someone of your stature can manage that.” The woman said, looking down her nose at Lana from her slightly elevated seating position.
    “Look at me, my bladder is so full” Lana begged, tears streaming down her face as she danced desperately. Driven to keep walking towards her salvation but not wanting to disobey the strict rules of the school of holding.
    “I’m afraid this isn’t a test of volume Mrs wickers, you have 5 minutes remaining and then you will pee into the pre-allocated cylinder.” The woman said, indicating to the devices to her left. Each printed with a student number that matched one of theirs.
    “But I can’t hold it” Lana begged, the first time in her life she had done so. With just the admission of needing to go almost breaking her, her control teetering on the edge. Around the room desperate students including Mary watched on with interest. Would the top holder of the school be able to make it?
    “You have no choice, if you go now you will fail and your result will be 0” The uncaring woman announced, closing her book with a rather annoyed look on her face now.
    “Please you don’t understand…” Lana pleaded, her legs screwing themselves tighter as she doubled over in the middle of the class. Her arms gripping her crotch tightly, a strange gurgling noise emanating from her bladder for a few moments as she groaned loudly again. The room itself otherwise silent as they all watched her plight, some hoping she would break but others like Mary hoping she could survive and measure the colossal volume of pee inside her. Mary had to know what Lana was capable of, she just had to hold it a few more minutes!”
    “No it is you that doesn’t understand!” The adjudicator said crossly “These are the rules for this establishment and they will not change for one single student, not even one such as yourself. Otherwise out entire system may as well be disregarded. And I will not have that happen on the account of an over confident rebel such as yourself. Don’t think I didn’t see you downing all that water earlier, you only have yourself to blame. 4 minutes!”
    “Please!” Lana begged again.
    But it was no use, seconds later she groaned loudly enough that Mary almost had to cover her ears. The pained yell echoing throughout the entire building as Lana threw her head back. Both hands clutching her balloon of a bladder as it exploded on the spot. A deafening splatter akin to a heavy duty book being slammed against a table filled to room as her piss sprayed out of her at break neck pace. The hiss of her heavily pressurised stream as it jetted past her thin white cotton panties drowned out by the thunderous downpour of liquid leaving her. Heavy streams running down the fronts, back and even the outsides of her stocking clad legs. The material strangely lightning as her pee raced down then, shining in the bright lights of the class room.
    Convulsing in the middle of the room where she stood, it was clear that Lana had lost any and all control as rather emphatically she started to drown the room in her pee. A puddle running under the other desks, fellow students having to grab their belongings and raise their feet off the ground as the waves of Lana’s pee encroached upon them.
    But that wasn’t the worst of it, several of the other women in the class had clearly been on the edge of control and the loud waterworks were not helping their control. A chorus of groans filling the room as several of them leaked, quiet pattering’s and tiny puddles forming as they momentarily lost control. Several in the class now sporting wet patches on their trousers, underwear or skirts, but their years of training helping them to somehow regain control.  
    For more than three minutes Lana continued to pee, the heavy streams just as powerful almost the entire time as they added to the giant puddle beneath the panting blonde. An ocean expanding almost halfway across the large room, lapping up against the cupboards and book shelves on one side, and even escaping under the door to the room into the corridor. The industrial tiled floor not absorbing any of her accident and displaying its full extent.
    “Alright ladies, that’s time!” The task master announced, the edges of her mouth curling into a wicked smile as she watched Lana finally finish disgracing herself.
    For her part Mary has been mesmerised by the unfolding of Lana’s accident. As much as she had hoped to see how much her friend was holding, the spectacle that she had just witnessed was more than enough of a consolidation prize, at least for her.
    But now as the end of the test was announced, her own need was brought crashing back to her as she groaned hoarsely and pressed her own hands deeper into her crotch. Breathing steadily she tensed all of her muscles, becoming aware of the fire that was occurring inside her. Her own body burning up to do exactly what Lana had just done. But she didn’t have time to think about her friend, she just had to measure herself or all this was for nothing.
    Taking slow and considered steps she found her device, those around her sighing in relief or stuck in their chairs as they tried to regain control before making the slow walk to the front. Many of those around her sporting wet patches as they rushed to lower their clothes enough to get the collection tubes in place, not taking the them to the vanities that were positioned at the other end of the class and which could be used to retain their dignity. For most of them their control would not allow another journey, may of them not even surviving the one to the front. Reaching under long pink plead dress she managed to get the funnel like device in place and closing her eyes she revelled in the relief.
    ....
     
    Laying back in her chair slightly more it creaked, the memories making her sigh as she could almost feel the tremendous satisfaction and bliss of the events of that day.
    She had always regretted pushing Lana so far, desperate to know how much she could handle. But instead the yearbook she kept in her desk simply read 0, Lana forever the bottom of the record book despite her immeasurable bladder. Vanessa was the only student she had seen in years that could possibly have been close to her level and, with a year of training still to go, what sort of greatness could the young woman achieve she wondered to herself. Thankfully, the new watches she had specifically designed to avoid missing a measuring ever again, would ensure that if Vanessa ever beat her record of today, in a test or outside it, she would know.
    Sighing again she shivered to herself as she opened her eyes, it had been a while since she had done anything close to that hold. A week was no problem for her now, but she rarely felt the adrenaline, the thrill of pushing herself to her absolute limits. The risks for someone in position were too large…but only if she lost it.
    Glancing down at the large pitcher of water on her desk she had made up her mind, the nerves in her body tingling with anticipation. Opening the drawer to her desk she took out the small box of tablets, the same tablets she had dropped into the tea earlier that day. Upturning it she felt 9 of the small tablets fall into the palm of her hand, looking down she momentarily weaned in her commitment to about what she was about to do. But feeling the thrill of the moment she upturned her hand and watched as the 9 super strength diuretics started to dissolve in the three-litre pitcher in front of her.
    “In for a penny, in for a pound” she muttered, watching the water pour from the pitcher and into the glass she was holding.
    Sipping from it her thoughts began to wonder where Lana was now.
     
     
     
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    Thanks for reading, sorry if you were hoping for a direct continuation of the main story.
    I'd just had this thought in my head since writing the rest of it and thought it was worth putting out there to explain some of the Universities functions like the watch. Why it had been designed and also give a little insight into how the University has changed and the background of the mysterious Dean Johnson.
    Either way I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
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    Markj9494 got a reaction from Zedd3 in Holders of Iron House   
    Chapter 7: Fit to burst.  
    A loud ring filled the office, the telephone only connecting to one other just like it. The woman’s hand waivered over it for a moment, she knew who this was.
    “Hello sir” She answered.
    “Hello, I assume you know why I am phoning.”
    “Is it about my tests sir”
    “Yes... I might have given you free reign over that school to run as you see fit, but you can not just cancel classes to fulfil your own experiments.”
    “I understand sir, but if I may, you asked me to bring this establishment back to its former glory.”
    “I did and I understand why you are performing these tests. But it is my and the boards wish that you do not compromise on the academic side. We are an educational establishment after all.”
    “Yes sir I understand.”
    “Good, so classes will resume?”
    “Yes sir, I will arrange for them to start again.”
    “Good” He finished before quickly hanging up.
    Placing her phone back on the receiver she slammed her fist into the table in frustration. A knock on the door making her look up as her assistant walked into the room.
    “What is it!”
    “Mam, we have her.”
    “The last one? I thought there were 3 left?”
    “That was true yesterday morning, since then two more have finished the trial. Both record lengths and volumes for them and any other students.”
    “Good, what about the Iron house holder who lost it early. With the new data where does she finish.”
    “Despite losing it early, she was in the top 5 for volume” The woman said sliding across a portfolio to the desk.
    “Interesting” picking up the portfolio the woman in the high back chair began browsing it. “Do you think she could hold more if given more time to acclimatise to her hold?”
    “I do mam, in fact I think the signs are she could be one of the top 3 students.”
    “Interesting” she said again.
    “Do you want me to keep monitoring them throughout the year?”
    “Yes, I think we should keep a close eye on them. They are some of the best I have ever seen.”
    “What about the remaining participant?”
    “I’ll handle her personally.”
    Standing in the kitchen the following morning Eloise found herself alone despite not getting up particularly early. The silent house barely creaking as if the structure itself was aware of the fragile heads its occupants must have. After returning with more beer the drinking had seemingly intensified, with a few drunken comments being made about Kays accident. Most of it had been cleared up by the two of them by the time they had walked through the door. But the mop and bucket, kays flat stomach and her completely drenched clothes cluing in the others instantly. Her wet clothes joining Allies and summers in a pile next to the washing machine. The previous load Julia had put in with her own pee stained clothes still going around, the chain of accidents her household had suffered backing up the machine loads. The best holders in the university succumbing to the most basic of needs slowly but surely. Now there was just one, Vanessa was the final one of them maintaining dominion on her bladder. But judging by her frantic display last night Eloise wasn’t sure how much longer even the iron bladdered athlete could manage. 
    But to her surprise it was Vanessa that woke first, and even more surprising was what she was wearing. Walking into the kitchen it was Vanessas bloated bladder that came into vision first, the hulking mass passing through the doorframe before any other part of her housemate. Its quivering form now ruthlessly confined within an extremely tight pair of leggings, the elasticated material going white in some areas as the pink pigment was being pulled apart. A similar tank top barely fit over the top of her bladder, somehow pushing up her breasts even further as the already supportive material was pushed further up by her expanded abdomen.
    “Morn…Morning” Vanessa groaned, outstretching her hand to the tap and steadying herself for a moment before filling up her water bottle.
    “Mu, Morning” Eloise stuttered, watching Vanessas legs jiggle beneath her as the rush of the water came from the tap. Her face flustered and already sweating profusely, her skin shinny and pale.
    “Are you going for a run?” Eloise asked incredulously.
    “Yep” Vanessa added, grimacing as she wrenched the tap closed. Hoping that she could just do the same with her own bladder.
    Eloise could feel her throat going dry, how could she possibly survive her run. She looked and sounded about ready to explode, although she had sounded that for over two days. Perhaps her bladder was limitless?
    “You got plans?”
    “Oh, I still need to take some photos for the society.” Eloise replied. She had been meaning to head out early this morning to get some silhouettes in the morning sunrise. But lasts night party and the now empty bottle of brandy had seen that idea off.
    “You should go up on Lindon’s Hill, just behind the shopping area. Get some good views up there.” Vanessa suggested.
    “Sure, thanks!” Eloise said. “You heading out now?”
    “Yes.”
    “Cool, well I guess I will join you. At least for the first 100 meters.” Eloise said grabbing her bag that she had under the table.
    “I…ok” Vanessa said slightly nervously.
    Leaving the house they quicky said their goodbyes as Vanessa put in her earphones and began to slowly and laboured jog up the road. Each footfall causing her to groan loudly and make Eloise wonder why she was torturing herself like this. The enormity of the task at hand, each footfall shaking her bladder visibly. She could barely think of what horrible pains and pulses were racing around Vanessa now.
    Unable to look away she watched the pregnant looking woman awkwardly jog up the hill, huffing and puffing as she went. The ordinarily athletic and sprightly woman taking her time and moving at a similar pace to Eloise who watched on with interest. Almost walking into the road to maximise her time viewing her desperate friend.
    Walking to the hill Vanessa had suggested she tried to shake the thoughts and visions of Vanessa losing control in her running gear from her mind. But it seemed that no matter how hard she tried, the last few days had completely destroyed her ability to concentrate on anything else. Even as she snapped shot after shot around the campus, she found herself trying to find a way of intercepting Vanessa to spend more time together. Her friends run usually taking about an hour and going past the coffee shop on her way home. Would she stop for one even in her current condition, if she did she wanted to be there.
    Reaching the courtyard, she began to photograph the goings on of university life while keeping an eye open for her friend. After an hour and 20 minutes she was starting to give up hope, the desperate woman clearly too smart and full to add a coffee to the litres of consumed liquid. But then, just as she was giving up home a slow-moving Vanessa rounded the corner of one of the buildings. Her hand resting on her giant bladder as she walked towards her.
    Giving a friendly wave she got a half-hearted one from Vanessa who really seemed to be suffering now. The run clearly not a good idea, although she had thought that before the heavily ladened woman took off.
    “Hey, I’m just about done. Want a coffee?” Eloise offered.
    “ooh, I…” Vanessa panted, her bladder heaving where she stood.
    “I’m buying don’t worry. I owe you after that tip about the hill, it really is lovely up there.”
    “I…sure” the darkhaired woman smiled, her lips quivering slightly as she accepted the offer of a coffee despite knowing all too well it was a bad idea.
    Trying to contain her own excitement Eloise opened the door following Vanessa in. Walking in she was for some reason expecting to see Summer behind the counter, despite the fact she knew that she wasn’t working today.
    “What do you fancy?”
    “I’ll just have an Americano”
    “Sure thing.” Eloise said cheerily as she walked up to order. “Hi can I have two Americano’s please”. She wasn’t a coffee drinker but she could feel the tiredness for last night still taking its toll so maybe this would help.
    “Sure thing, are they to go?” The yong woman behind the counter asked.
    “Yes please.”
    “What size do you want, we have an offer on at the moment where a Venti is the same price as the tall.”
    Eloise knew she should say no, she knew it was the right thing to do. But at the same time there it was, the voice in the back of her head telling her to do it. After all Vanessa could choose not to drink it all if she wanted, all she was doing was buying her friend a gift. How much of that gift she used was up to her.
    “Sure thing, can I get an extra shot in each in that case.” Eloise said, the voice winning out.
    Walking back over a few moments later she could already see the trepidation on Vanessas face as she saw the size of her coffee.
    “We were lucky, they had a promotion on.” Eloise said handing her the coffee.
    “Um…thanks” Vanessa smiled weakly as she sipped her coffee to show her appreciation.
    The walk back to the house was pretty slow, now with one hand holding her coffee Vanessa was forced to move more slowly, her laboured steps more awkward and conscious decisions. The movement that comes unconsciously to everyone past the ages of about 2 now like solving a riddle for her. Each step separating her legs and momentarily opening her defences, her muscles straining for control as she ordered them to perform the same movement over and over again as they walked slowly along.
    Approaching their house they could see two figures slowly walking towards them. It seemed like Zara and Summer had finally woken up.
    “Hey guys, we are heading out for some lunch. You two should totally join us!” Summer said enthusiastically, apparently fine despite the nights drinking. She had polished off far more bottles than Zara but it was the slim gymnast that looked to be the worse off for it. Her slightly bedraggled hair and dark rings under her eyes typical of a hangover.
    “Yeah sure that would be nice. Im sure you have worked up an appetite after your run.” Eloise said, taking charge of the situation and trying to give her a reason to spend more time with her again.
    “I….” Vanessa started.
    “Where are you going?” Eloise asked
    “Just to the dog and bone for some greasy food to fight this hangover.” Zara said groggily.
    “Sure sounds good.” Eloise answered and soon the group were moving off together, vanessa just a pace behind them as she did her best to follow at the same pace.
     
    “No outside drinks sorry.” The man behind the counter said as they walked in. Elloise and Vanessa still holding their coffee cups.
    “Sorry” Eloise said, finishing off hers and holding out a hand for Vanessas. Expecting her to hand it over so they could put them in the bin. But it seemed Vanessa still had some reserves of confidence as she drained the last few mouthfuls and then handed Eloise an empty cup.
    Chucking them in the nearby bin the found themselves a large table, Vanessa groaning loudly as she sat. A number of the other patrons looking at her as she did so, her restrictive running clothes now cutting even deeper into her flesh and applying more pressure as she bent over in her seat. The absolutely massive bulge pressing into the table from the unmoving benches present in the booth they had chosen. Her bladder now so large the ordinarily thin woman barely fit into the pubs seating.
    “I’ll order if everyone knows what they want?”
    “Cooked breakfast, large.” Zara said, gently resting the cold glass vinegar bottle against her temple.
    “Same” Eloise added, she wasn’t too hungry but she had always loved it when her dad had made them back home.
    “Sounds good” Vanessa said breathlessly, her nostrils flaring as she breathed heavily even when sat down.
    “That makes it easier, any drinks?” Summer asked, standing up and taking a note of the table number. Eloise shook her head, the tea it came with more than enough for her, while the others opted for a large orange juice each.
    Remarkably quickly the table was covered in the three meat and one vegan breakfasts. The large plates surrounded by four large pots of tea and 3 orange juices. Vanessas face a picture of concern as the tea was unloaded, apparently, she had forgotten about them when she had placed the order for another drink and was regretting it.
    Due to the night of drinking it seemed Summer and Zara really had just come out to eat. Neither of them wasting a second before digging into their mountains of food. Conversation put on hold as everyone ate at surprising speed. Except for Vanessa who had started out using both hands but had to quickly abandon that plan. Instead her left hand was pressing deeply into her crotch while she used her fork in her right. Turning it on its side to cut through her food instead of using the knife and releasing her grip on her crotch. Soft moans constantly escaping her mouth as she sat there, writhing with desperation. The pot of hot tea and pint of orange juice looking like they were going down as nails. The liquid flowing into her already at capacity body with a grimace and flinch with each mouthful. 
     Soon the plates were empty once again, the remnants of beans and tomato sauce mopped up with the slices of toast as they all sat back satisfied. It seemed that even for a moment Vanessa had forgotten her need slightly, leaning back but yelping as she accidently pushed her bladder upwards and into one of the sharp edges of the table struts. Both hands instantly flying between her legs as new external pain joined in with the bolts of it shooting through her insides.
    Knowing looks passed between the others as they all knew what she was feeling, many of them having gone through the same thing this week. Although none had lasted this long or looked anywhere as full, only Lucy had such a round bulge as Vanessa was sporting right now.
    “I think I need a lie down” Vanessa stuttered, the joke coming out as more of a plea for help. But the others could agree with her, the food sitting heavily in their stomachs and making even summer feel lethargic. But draining the last from their teapots the group made a move, Eloise quickly learning that she didn’t need to tip here unlike some of the other countries she had lived in.
     
    “Ughh, I think I will join you in that lie down.” Zara said, stretching as she kicked off her shoes arriving back at home.
    “What are you on about, we should probably leave soon.” Kay said, her head poking out of her room.
    “For what?” Eloise asked.
    “Don’t tell me you all forgot, it’s the back to the future marathon at the cinema.” Kay said, her arms folding across her chest.
    “Im sorry, im not sure im feeling up to it” Vanessa said, her lips pursing and swallowing hard.
    “No, no one is backing out, ive already got you all tickets since you all agreed!” She said, seemingly standing taller to be more authoritative.
    “But I…” Vanessa
    “Ah, ah, ah. Get your shoes, the rest of us are ready.”
    Feeling her bladder already filling after the mornings drinks Eloise knew she should use her toilet now. But with the rest of them standing outside her room in the coridoor she felt uncomfortably awkward in doing so. But even as she tried to put it to the back of her mind she couldn’t manage it.
    “I’ll be right back, need to put my stuff away.” She said, her cheeks blushing a little.
    Walking into her room she closed the door behind her, still worried they would be able to hear it. Looking around she grabbed the duvet off her bed and put it near the gap under the door, her paranoid mind taking over and hoping it would block some of the sound for some reason. Closing the second bathroom door behind her she was about to sit when she realised they might hear the stream hitting the water. Shivering slightly as her bare skin made contact with the cold toilet she positioned herself at and angle and did her best to release her stream in a controlled, slow and quiet manner. Her muscles burning slightly as she forced them to remain partially closed. But after a few seconds the seemed to get the idea and a surprisingly long stream left her for almost a minute, making her doubly glad she had decided to go now.
    “Alright guys, im ready to go” Eloise said happily, feeling much more relaxed and happy to see none of them seemed to have noticed anything.
     
    The line for the small theatre was massive, the weekends showings completely sold out to the students who had nothing better to do since classes were cancelled. Standing in line Eloise couldn’t keep her eyes of Vanessa as she visibly pulsed where she stood. Her upper torso dancing to unheard music as she crossed, uncrossed and crossed her legs again and again. 30 minutes later they had made it into the building, the group making small talk while they waited. But all eyes including Eloise’s and several of the bystanders were watching the obviously desperate woman in their group.
    “You get the tickets ill get the snacks”, Eloise offered, conscious of the time they had to get into the theatre before the film started. 
    “Ill join you and help carry them.” Kay said with Allie following as well.
    “Everyone ok with coke?” Eloise asked as she turned towards the confectionary counters and getting nods of approval, she headed in.
    “How can I help?” The teenage girl behind the counter asked, looking already exhausted after the mid-day rush.
    “Yeah sure can I get 8…” Eloise said before realising that she hadn’t actually thought of what to get. Looking up she quickly browsed the stall, her eyes lighting up when she spotted the back to the future deal.
    “8 Back to the future combo’s” she finished, the woman totalling it up the bill and handing over the novelty Doc Brown collectable glasses. Next came the 8 large popcorn’s and then finally the 8 giant cups, each holding well over a liquid at 32 oz.
    “Don’t you think those are a little big?” Allie pointed out.
    “I mean its three films that’s like 6 hours right?” Eloise explained as she grabbed a couple of each of the combos, her arms full.
    “Good point, probably save us in the long run!” Allie and Kay agreed enthusiastically, grabbing the rest and carrying them back to the group.
    “These should see us through” Allie said half jokingly as she lumped the supplies into each of the others hands.
    “And here is yours” kay said as she pressed the extra-large drink into Vanessa’s hands, the colour seeming to fall out of her face as she accepted it. Her brain wavering and telling her to say something, but her mouth opened with no words escaping it. Her other hand that was between her legs forced to leave the warm recesses of her quivering crotch and grab the popcorn.
    Handing over their tickets the group sided into their row of seats, Vanessa grunting with each sideways step that caused her legs to separate more than they had in days. Taking her seat she let out a longer moan, her giant bladder troubling her greatly as it overflowed her body and now spilled onto her lap. The slightly angled seats amplifying her stature as they forced her to lean forwards slightly.
    Settling into their seats they had arrived just in time, the lights dimming and the first advert starting. It had been a while since Eloise had seen a movie in a theatre and she found herself far more excited than she had thought she would. Unable to stop smiling as the Universal pictures’ logo appeared, sipping from her drink she sat back and was ready to enjoy the film.
    97 minutes later the lights came back up, the first film just as good as they had all remembered. There had been some films that watching them back hadn’t lived up to her childhood memories but this was not one of them. Grabbing the large drink she sipped from the straw, realising that as she only got air she had somehow finished it all. Although given the fact the large cups didn’t fit in the holders and she had been forced to hold it the entire film it was no surprise. But what was a surprise was that it appeared Vanessa and all of the others had too. The lights showing through the thin carboard and revealing a tiny amount left in each of the cups. The volume of liquid already filling her bladder quickly, she could only imagine the impact it must have been having on the still holding Vanessa given she was clearly already at her limit.
    “Oh man, I love that film!” Kay said excitedly, her love of movies really coming through as she seemed to be in her element.  “But I think I might need a refill” she added, shaking her cup.
    “How have you eaten all the popcorn?” Summer joked, the sticky container resting on the ground now there was nothing in it to risk being kicked over.
    “What, I was hungry” Kay defended herself. “But it has made me really thirsty.” She said standing.
    Eloise knew this was her moment, the angel and devil in her minds battling over it once again as she contemplated getting Vanessa another of the large drinks. She was enthralled, fascinated by the sheer force of will and holding capabilities of her housemate. How could one personal hold so much, would she be able to hold anything close to her by the end of her time at university, how much more could Vanessa take? A million questions raced around her mind once again, but this time she could feel the devil winning as she strived to find an answer. Just as it had forced her hand and not told Lucy about her drink being dosed, the familiar feeling came over her, almost giddy with excitement.
    “They are free refills for the whole day. Why don’t we go and get everyone a refill before the next film starts in 10 minutes.” Eloise said, standing slightly to quickly.
    Grabbing the now empty cups from her friends she could see the reluctance in the eyes of Vanessa, she could clearly handle no more. She was full, completely and absolutely full, and yet with a shaky hand she held up her cup to be refilled. Unable to refuse the drink for her pride, confidence or some other reason.
    But as Eloise replaced it a few minutes later with another full cup both knew this could be the end for her. The quiet moans and pulsing of her body now constant and torturous for the sweating woman. The only saving grace in the warm theatre the fact she was still wearing her tight spandex but moisture wicking clothes. They had gotten more than a few looks from people in the lobby, many in their back to the future costumes. But it was unsurprising given how she was acting, thankfully her moans and whimpers didn’t seem to be distracting those around them.
    However, it was not Vanessa’s bladder troubles that were starting to worry Eloise as the second film started. It was her own, even in the short time since the movie had ended her need seemed to be going up at a breakneck pace. The large caffeinated drink flowing through her stomach and filling her bladder at a worrying pace. By the halfway point she couldn’t help but jostle her tightly crossed legs as the pressure within her bladder increased in leaps and bounds, the second large drink half finished and now sitting on the floor as to not tempt her.
    Glad for the dark surrounding she pressed a hand between her legs, glad for the extra support but she was really starting to worry now. Digging her nails into the arm rest she felt her bladder cramp inside her, a combination of the fizzy drinks and sheer quantity increasing the discomfort she was feeling. While in other days she had been pushing herself, the desire to increase her capabilities of holding strong. As she eyed the half empty cup resting next to her fidgeting feet she already knew that she had drunk too much to be able to hold this amount. She had to pee, and she had to pee soon.
    Sitting their restlessly she tried to hold out for the end of the film, but 5 minutes was all it took for her desperation to go from an uncomfortable 8 to a desperate 9. The Coke surging into her bladder that now ached terribly. She couldn’t hold it, she had to get to a bathroom now!
    Standing gingerly she felt the weight of her bladder shift uncomfortably inside her, a spasm of her muscles causing her thighs to slam together as she felt her muscles tremble. Excusing herself she shuffled out, ignoring the weird looks from her friends. Slowly walking out into the lobby she could feel the seconds of control she had left slipping, making her increase her pace as the true urgency of the situation made itself known.
    Power walking she thrust a hand between her legs as she walked through campus towards her one salvation, the house. Red faced she couldn’t help but blush as she gripped herself through her trousers. Pausing for a moment she doubled over, waiting for the crossing to turn green and allow her to pass. Marching on the spot she contemplated just making a run for it, but thankfully she noticed it start to turn and the cars stopping. Their occupants watching her desperate dash across the road with renewed speed, almost running at this point as she felt her whole body shaking with need. Each step sending shockwaves through her bloated bladder, filled so tightly with coke. The method of her fascination with pushing Vanessa to her limits coming back to bite her, why did she have to drink so much as well! In a way she couldn’t help but feel she in some way deserved this, but she wasn’t about to give in now.
    Rounding the corner next to the house she felt her muscles give up for just a moment, stopping where she stood, she clenched all her muscles rhythmically. A deep burning sensation between her legs making her unsure if she had leaked or it was just her muscles. Either way she couldn’t just stand here, so once again she began but this time she did run.
    Half sprinting she could feel each layer of her defences peeling back like a high security vault, but she knew she was done for either way. Grabbing the door handle it clicked loudly as she barged it open, sliding on the mat she felt a distinct wetness between her legs for a just a moment.
    Throwing herself through her room she all but launched herself into the bathroom, her trousers around her ankles before she had even crossed the threshold of the small room. Pivoting in a half crouch she could already feel her body starting to release, but with not a moment to spare she landed safely on the toilet. A sudden burst of piss erupting out of her, the relief causing her toes to curl in her shoes as she moaned loudly. Her pent-up pee shooting noisily into the bowl as she breathed heavily, it had been close…to close.
    Looking down she could see a distinct wet patch on the crotch of her pink panties, she had made it but only by a matter of seconds. Luckily as she inspected her jeans it seemed they had remained dry, just about.
    Finishing her pee Eloise couldn’t help but sit there, relaxed and enjoying the sensation of being empty. But at the same time, her mind went back to Vanessa and imagining what she must be going through. Taking off her shoes she quickly undressed, changing her damp underwear that she ashamedly balled up and threw in the bottom of her laundry hamper. Grabbing a new pair she vouched not to let it get to that state again and began to make her way back up to the cinema, hoping to be back in time for the third film.
    Sliding back into their row of seats she had arrived at the interval, the lights were back up and she could see the room. While it made getting to her seat easier it did mean it was all but impossible to sneak back to her seat.
    “Everything alright?” Summer asked, as she stood to let her past.
    “Yeah sorry, forgot my mum was going to call me.” Eloise lied, hoping her blushing cheeks were not a dead give away. But it seemed that she had accepted the explanation as she continued moving down the line.
    Sighing as she sat back in her chair she certainly felt much more relaxed, the dance with her accident tiring her out a surprising amount. But hearing a loud groan from her left a shot of adrenaline seemed to surge through her body as she looked over towards Vanessa expectantly.
    “You ok?” Allie asked, the last deep groan sounding far more desperate than the last.
    “I…think I might head back guys.” Vanessa said, her eyes fluttering a little.
    “Come on its just one more film.” Kay said indignantly.
    “Im just a little hungry” Vanessa said, smiling awkwardly.
    “Why don’t we go out as a house for dinner afterwards? That pub we went too had some nice looking options.” Zara suggested.
    Vanessa looked at the others for a moment, the torment of more holding clearly playing on her mind. She was stuck between a rock and a wet place at this point, pursing her lips she nodded reluctantly.
    “But I am going to get a refill of popcorn, I’ll go get us all some more drinks too.” Allie said, standing and waving Kay to come with her to help.
    “Pass your cups down.” Kay said, holding out her hand.
    “Its ok, I still have some of mine since I left” Eloise said, happy to be out of another round of the giant drinks.
    “Ok, Vanessa?” Kay said looking at the woman next to her.
    “I….” Vanessa said breathlessly as she tried to come up with an excuse.
    “Oh never mind, its right here.” Kay said, picking up the empty cup from next to Vanessas pretzeled legs. “Be right back.”
    Throughout the next film Eloise could hear something over the loud base filled audio coming from the speakers. An insistent heavy breathing from her left intermingled with increasingly frequent groans was a little distracting to say the least. Unable to focus on the film she was constantly stealing glances at her housemate as the battle within Vanessa seemed to intensify. The once again empty drink laying on its side but allowing one of her hands to grip between her legs as the other held onto the seat ahead of her. Unlike everyone else that was relaxed and leaning back it seemed she had chosen to lean forwards, her hand bracing herself against the row Infront as she pulsed, rocked and bobbed in her seat. But despite her outward appearance she held on, making it through the third film.
    “Man I love those films.” Kay said, stretching her arms wide before standing.
    “Guys…I…Don’t think I can do this.” Vanessa said, her voice surprisingly calm but her eyes full of panic.
    “What do you mean?” Allie asked.
    “I cant, hold it” Vanessa whimpered, her voice cracking this time.
    “Yes you can!” Zara said supportively.
    “You are the last one left, probably in the whole university!” Kay replied.
    “But…” Vanessa breathed heavily, wincing as pain raced through her body.
    “You are the strongest person I know. You can do this!”
    “I….” Vanessa said again, her body convulsing slightly.
    “Holy shit guys!” Lucy said from behind them, her eyes glued to her phone that she had just turned back on.
    “Classes are back on tomorrow!” She said, looking up at them all.
    “Wait, that means you can totally do it Vanessa.” Summer said
    “Its just a little longer. Come on, you can beat this.” Kay added.
    “Tomorrow…Tomorrow…Just a bit longer” Vanessa panted, her wavering hand outstretching and legs helping her stand. A loud grunt reverberating from her chest as she forced her muscles to obey her. A new fire in her eyes as she could finally see the finish line!
     
     
    That night Eloise was once again unable to sleep, tossing and turning as Vanessas grunts and pacing footsteps above her made their way through the silent house and into her mind. The desperate woman clearly unable to sleep as she battled with her body.
    Eloise had been worried about missing out on her final hours, but it seemed that only U-Block had been deemed safe. This had lead to a number of room shortages and timetabling conflicts, so much to her surprise and happiness she, Vanessa, Summer and Julia would all share their first class together in the morning. Giving her the perfect reason to go up to the University with them all. Turning over again she heard her alarm go off, was it morning already! She hadn’t slept a wink, but felt more awake and alert than she had in days.
    “How are you doing?” Eloise asked as she walked into the kitchen, spotting the even more desperate looking woman writhing in the kitchen. Her easily pregnant looking stomach full of so much liquid it bulged preposterously. The unreal looking bulge formed of days of liquid and held back by the shredded remains of her self control.
    “I…I….I…cant do this” Vanessa stammers, her body quaking in desperation.
    “Come on, you can do it. Its just a little longer, you have held out so long. You have beaten everyone else you can survive this!”
    “I…I’ve never had to go this bad in my life. I don’t even know what is happening any more. I…I just cant anymore!” she all but yelled in the room.
    “We can go in early, you just need to hold it like 30 more minutes. Just think about it, the only one to survive the outage!” But looking at her she could see why she was so demanding that she could hold it not one moment more. Her giant bulging body was quivering with every second as her inflated bladder continued stretching her to its absolute limits and clearly driving her mad with desperation.
    “Mmmmmm” Vanessa moaned, her hands all but rubbing against her private areas as she continued to groan, the gaps between the pulses spasms and shockwaves it was sending and had been sending for days at this point now measured in seconds not minutes.
    “You guys ready for the first day of a new year?” Julia asked cheerfully as she entered the room. Pouring out a dozen energy drink cans from her bag after a late night study session last night. Refilling her water bottle Eloise couldn’t help but notice that even she had a slight bulge in her abdomen. Not a shock given the quantity of cans she had been drinking and thinking about it most of them had gone several days since their accidents. Maybe it wouldn’t be just Vanessa making a made dash for the ladies room after all.
    As if on cue they were joined by Summer, dressed in a tight white summer dress and knee-high socks she looked more ready for a day in the sun than a lecture. But she too had a noticeable bulge, her legs gently resting against each other as she stood near the doorway. But none of them compared to Vanessa.
    “Ok im ready!” She said, still looking a little tired.
    “I can do this.” Vanessa grunted “But we have to go now, im ab..about…to piss myself.” She stuttered as she visibly winced while standing. Air hissing out between her clenched teeth as she heaved herself into the air, a hand pressing into her back.
    Grabbing their things the group hastily made their way up to the university, Vanessa managing an impressive turn of speed given her condition. A speed that only seemed to increase the closer they got, grabbing the handles to the uni rooms she was relieved to see them open. The keypad light turning green as she wrenched the doors open, with no other thought than finding the toilets.
    “Ah, you three, four. Just the people I was looking for.”
    “Mrs Johnson!” Julia said surprised as they came face to face with their school master.
    “Would you mind coming with me.” The smartly dressed woman said, the sentence more of a command that a question. Looking around Eloise could see Vanessa die a little inside as her relief was delayed yet again.
    Walking into the office it had been transformed from the shady dim room it was before into a bright and almost welcoming old space.
    “Please, take a seat.” Mrs Johnson said, the group filing in and grabbing one of the wooden chairs situated in front of the desk.
    “I have something I meant to ask you all, but thought it would be better to do it in person. But first, where are my manners.” She said, walking over and grabbing a steaming tea pot from the small table to their left. Placing it on the desk she began to pour four small cups of the liquid and handing them out.
    “So it is tradition for us to hold an annual industry meet and greet with last years graduates each year. It gives the top students that have left us a chance to talk and mingle with some of the best and most influential people in our sector. But this year we have decided to include you three, sorry four as added guests. You have all proven yourselves extremely capable and would like you to represent our current students at the event if you wouldn’t mind.”
    “That would be amazing!” Julia said excitedly before checking herself. “Sorry, I mean it would be a privilege” she replied while taking a sip from her tea.
    Eloise couldn’t help but feel a little like a fourth wheel here by circumstance rather than merit, but it would certainly be a good learning experience. Sipping her tea she had to bite her tongue slightly to stop herself reacting. The black tea far more bitter than she was use to, yet it was a familiar bitterness that she couldn’t quite place.
    “But what about classes?” Summer asked, herself seemingly enjoying the strong herbal blend of whatever was in the tea pot and drinking It happily.
    “Oh no worries there, its not scheduled until this afternoon. I will have a car ready to take you to the event once your lessons are over.” She said smiling, refilling Summers cup which she had emptied.
    “What do we need to do?” Julia asked.
    “Oh nothing really. Simply go there speak to people and see if anything piques your interest. Its as much for you as it is the university, its good for us to get our students out there and have a presence in the biggest companies. Several of our best graduates have been hired soon after these events so it’s a good opportunity to make a good impression for yourself and the university. There is a panel with our alumni that I would like you to take part in though, simply a Q and A sort of thing, assuming you want too?”
    “Yes!” Julia jumped at the chance. The others simply nodding.
    “Sure thing, now Eloise I know you are just a first year. But I thought it would be good to send along a new student to see what you thought about it. But it could be a good experience for you too, see what areas of the industry you might want to go into for example.”
    “Yes mam” Eloise nodded.
    “Good, now I did just want to go through a couple of things so that we are all one the same page.”
    20 long minutes later they had all been briefed by her about the school and what to say at certain topics. The friendly good for you atmosphere replaced by a serious and important one of them having a job to do. It seemed there was a lot riding on this event, for Mrs Johnson and the university in general.
    “Right then, I better let you get to class. I will make sure that the car is ready to pick you up once your classes have finished. Please make sure to be ready, punctuality is always important at these events and I don’t want them to have to wait for our students.” She finished, standing and indicating for them to do the same.
    Groaning as she stood Mrs Johnson looked at Vanessa wearily. “Everything ok Vanessa?”
    “Yes mam” She said breathlessly, a forced smile appearing on her flushed face.
    “Good, now enjoy your first class.”
    Walking down the corridor they hurried along, their class starting in just one minute. A longing and desperate look towards the ladies’ room from Vanessa showing she was more than contemplating dashing in, but panting slightly she forced her legs to carry on past it and into the lecture room. Maybe they would have a break, or she could find some other way of excusing herself.
    The large room itself was filled with a couple of hundred students, many grouped together already. Finding unoccupied chairs, the housemates grabbed a number of desks near the back of the room. The young-looking lecturer at the front currently shuffling some papers on the front desk before clearing her throat and starting the session. They had arrived without a moment to spare, not that Vanessa seemed to be happy about her own punctuality.
    “ladies, welcome back to my classes or hello for the first time.” The Lecturer smiled, her teeth perfect and shinning as she warmly welcomed them.
    “Now, I thought it would be fun to start the year with a little practical. It will also have some down time so you can get to know some of the newer students” she said, her hand indicating to the number of first years.
    “Thank god.” Vanessa muttered quietly beside Eloise. Her crossed legs going back to jigging furiously beneath the desks, something she had been fighting herself from doing in the dean’s office.
    “So, some theory before the fun. In 2011 a scientist from the Netherlands linked the fullness of one’s bladder to the ability to make better rational decisions. A thought that is largely at odds with how many of us feel when we have a strong urge, you would expect the irritability to cause bad choices. But in their studies, they found that people already suppressing an impulse, the impulse to pee, were fundamentally better at making other choices where impulse was important. The outcome of their research suggesting that the areas of the brain needed to resolve one could be linked to the other.
    “Oh god…” Vanessa said softly, her brain already seeing where this “practical” was going.
    “So, today we are going to do something similar. We are going to test the impacts of a full bladder on academic test scores. These general science tests will also serve as a starting grade for your year with me so its not just a case of not trying. I expect you all to do your best, but due to the nature of these examinations you will not be able to leave the room until both sets are complete.”
    “Oh God!” Vanessa whimpered again, her voice far shaky as she was once again delayed but this time in the worst possible way. Her hold increasing in length substantially at this point, the mere seconds away she had been twice already taunting her mind. Biting her lip her legs went into overdrive, the vibrations shaking the desk Eloise was sharing with her.
    “Now, because we have several years all in one class room we are going to have to modify the tests according to each of your bladder holding capabilities. It would be unfair to give the first years enough to make a dent in a third year, and not really worth it to do the opposite. As such, First years will be given 2 litres, second years 3.5L and 5L for third years. You will have two hours to drink the isotopically balanced drink during the first test. This will be followed by a 30-minute break for first years, an hour for second years and two hours for you third years. Then you will carry out the second two-hour test. You will be free to go once you complete the second test, but until then you must remain in the room.
    Even Eloise’s eyes went wide as she explained everything, they sure were not easing people into it. She would have to down 2 litres and hold it for Four and a half hours! Could she do that, but more importantly could Vanessa hold 5 more litres. The sweating and panting third year about to be truly pushed far, far beyond her limits.
     
     
     
    Less than four hours later Eloise hobbled out of the room, her legs and muscles quivering as she fought for control. It had been humiliating to be the first of them to leave, she couldn’t even remember the last few questions from the test that she had blitzed through. Despite trying to measure their ability to do tasks while desperate, she just couldn’t hold on any longer and as bad as it had been to walk out like this, it was better than the alternative. Her underwear was already damp for the second time in as many days, standing up and the walking to the front too much for her muscles. She hadn’t considered herself to be a leaker, but if recent events were anything to go on she might have to start worrying about it.
    Urging herself forwards she found her way into the ladies room, silently glad to be the first out so there wasn’t a que. Opening the stall she breathed a sigh of relief as she let the ocean inside her empty out into the toilet below her.  What was she going to do at the end of term if this was as much as she could hold. Would she be forced to take the remedial classes that Allie had talked about?
    Finding a seat in the hall she got out her phone, trying to find something to pass the time until her friends were out. The group of super holders surely able to keep control of themselves of their test scores. But worrying for Eloise as she watched the last of the first years desperately scurry for the bathroom after finishing their tests properly, she could already feel her own bladder filling considerably again. Something that happened a further two times over the next two and a half hours, what had she done to herself. Was it something to do with her holding too much, maybe it was something to do with the Isotonic drink they had just forced her to drink. Either way as she peed for the third time that morning, she couldn’t help but feel a little worried for her future at this university if this was what the first day was like. Taking her seat back in the hall Eloise sank into the uncomfortably hard chair and waited for the others.
    She didn’t have to wait long, the third years all walking out together after finishing their test with no real effort for most of them. But as she looked towards her friends it was a totally different story, each of them looked incredibly uncomfortable as their bladders once again bulged out of their skin. The five litres and days without relief pushing them all back to the bitter edge of control once again. But none of them compared even slightly to the state of Vanessa. Her enormous bladder so full it was barely recognisable as one, jutting out of her far more than anyone’s should do. The hemline of her leggings now below the ocean of pee inside her, compressed beneath the mass of liquid which hung over them precariously.
     
    “Ladies Where have you been?” Dean Johnson said as she hurried down the corridor towards them, her heels loudly clacking off the surface “The event starts in an hour, you need to get going now otherwise you will be late.”
    “B, But…” Vanessa pleaded, the others looking on nervously both for their friend and their own clearly full bladders. The bathroom just a few feet away, but a long que forming out of the door as another class of first years had finished up just before they had emerged. There was no way they could make it to the event in time if they waited, but would they even make it to the event without exploding?
    “The journey takes about an hour, im not even sure if you will make it on time if you leave right now. Better not keep them waiting any longer you cant afford to be late.” The dean reaffirmed again as as almost physically pushed the group towards the exit next to her office. The side door offering good access to the staff parking where a large black car was waiting for them.
    Bundling in all three of them let out varying degrees of groans as they sat. A loud cracking noise sounding in the car as the elastic of Vanessas leggings finally gave up the ghost and disintegrated around her giant bladder. The ordinarily strong material torn to tatters by her expanded abdomen and the pressure it was generating.
    Despite only taking an hour to get to the event, Eloise had begun to fidget in the back of the car as she joined the others in needing the use of a bathroom once again. The fact worrying her greatly, she knew she had drunk a lot in the lesson but surely it had all come out now? Had she waited too long, had she damaged something by trying to hold too much too soon at the cinema yesterday?
    Stepping out of the car she blinked in the sunlight, her thighs rubbing together for a few moments before she started towards the large white brick building that lay ahead of them. The large hall surrounded by a number of expensive cars and people milling around. Large signs advertised the many products and services that those in attendance today offered, some of the largest brands in the world were here!
    “Right this way please” A young woman with a clip board said to their side. “The talk is about to begin I’m afraid we are already a couple of minutes behind schedule.”
    Looking at each other for a moment they followed the ponytailed woman inside the building, being led to a large double door as they all tried to put their desperation to the back of their minds. It was supposed to be a two hour talk and Eloise was quickly starting to worry about having to admit her need in a packed room full of experts on the matter. Her classmates and fellow students had been one thing but this would be something else.
    “I’m sorry, it’s just those three.” She said, holding up a hand to stop Eloise.
    “What?” Eloise asked confused.
    “I’m afraid its Miss Vanessa, Julia and Summer that have been asked to take part as final year students. You will have to take a seat in the auditorium, just head down their and through those doors on the left.” The woman said.
    “Oh, ok” Eloise said slightly dejectedly.
    “Hey, we will see you after.” Summer said smiling at her, the blonde’s legs shifting where she stood.
    “Sure thing.” Eloise smiled back, leaving the three of them too it and taking a seat near the rear of the auditorium just as the talk began.
    The talk itself was actually quite interesting, the various alumni talking about their graduate placements and how they got into the industry. But Eloise could tell many were watching her three friends at the end of the line of students. Summer and Julia clearly embarrassed and red faced while they tried and failed to control their squirming. Strangely it was Vanessa who seemed in the most control as she sat there looking like a blimp, her face sweating and wincing as her bloated and bulging body twitched. Her tormented bladder sending signal after signal for more than a week to empty itself, but still the deathly proud or stubborn owner of it held on and other than the gentle rocking of her body she was still. Although she was clearly struggling as she stared off at a point on the horizon, completely not registering anything that was going on around her. Thankfully it seemed the questions were aimed at the three of them in general and as such the other two fielded most of the questions.
    But that became more of an issue as time wore on, entering the second hour is was clear that Julia and Summer were struggling more and more. Summers crossed legs bouncing as she gently placed her hands folded on her lap. Her deep Blue eyes and pink metallic painted lips quivering in unison a she bit them, her beaming white teeth now covered in pinkish marks from her lipstick. Sweat forming on her and Julia’s forehead as they tried to remain composed as the pressure within them mounted.
    In the crowd a similar sensation was filling Eloise with dread, her own bladder filling once more although thankfully slower this time. Even so, with 10 minutes to go she was once again forced to excuse herself. It wasn’t as bad as it had been in the lecture, but if she had done something to herself she knew she had to be smart and start taking any and all opportunities to save her graces.
    Sneaking out from the back of the large room she made her way to the ladies’ room the others had spotted before. Entering a cubicle, she sat and let her body relax once more, yawning as the lack of sleep took its tool on her. Smacking her lips she tasted the weirdly familiar bitter tea, but as she sat there her brain finally connected the two memories. It was the beer! The diuretic ladened beer she had drunk almost two weeks ago and that had spelt disaster for Lucy, the first of them to loose it so long ago. But wait, that couldn’t be right could it? Surely the dean wasn’t dosing her students with potent diuretics? But it would explain how she had felt today, the repeated bathroom trips after the tea and litres of water. The only question remaining was why, why would she do it.
    Finishing up and still confused by the revelation Eloise made her way to the corridor, seeing that the talk was finally ending. Going back to the door she had been turned away from she waited for her friends to emerge. Should she tell them, but what if she was wrong. There really wasn’t much to go on.
    The door in front of them opened, a member of staff holding it open for the guests.
    Grunting and clutching herself Vanessa waddled out of the room, Eloise had thought it impossible for her to look any bigger and yet every time she looked it seemed as if the poor woman had grown even more. Her bladder inflating like a water balloon, possibly due to the effects of the diuretic that had broken their friend more than a week earlier.
    “Toilet, Toilet, Toilet, Toilet” Summer muttered loudly as she almost raced past Vanessa, heading directly towards the ladies room. A slow moving Julia holding herself but following in the same direction as they sought their much needed relief.
    “Well, I think that went well. Don’t you think.” A familiar voice sounded behind them. The dean of their University coming out of one of the audience doors. She must have snuck in unnoticed near the end.
    “Yes mam” Julia said, pressing her legs together tightly and trying to put on a professional demeanour.
    “Im sorry, I…” Summer started
    “I’ve got some people I would like you to meet” Mrs Johnson said ignoring the pleas of Summer and the obvious shows of absolute desperation all three were putting on.
    “I…” Summer tried again.
    “Right this way, they are the leads on the Darrius project that…Aren’t you coming?” She asked clearly annoyed.
    “Bu…hu…hu” Vanessa stammered, her eyes fluttering and going into the back of her head for a moment. Her entire body shaking as she stood there, half stooped as her absolutely enormous bladder forced her to stand with an unnatural stance. Taking another longing look at the bathroom and then back at the unimpressed dean of her University she shook again before turning to follow.
    “I…” Summer said, her tone of voice several octaves higher as she pitched one thigh into the other before relenting and following. Her knees knocking as she walked and causing her white skirt to flutter.
    “These are Kim and Tony” she said indicating to a pair of casually dressed twins, the two women smiling at them.
    “I would like to introduce some of our top students” She said the two groups exchanging awkward handshakes.
    As they talked Eloise could see Summers nervous glances towards the bathroom, her knees continuing to hit into each other as she stood still, trying her best to listen to the apparently important women. Vanessa however could not have looked more zoned out, her matted hair sticking to her sweaty face as she continued to groan quietly, swallowing hard and teetering slightly where she stood. Her condition getting more than a fair share of concerned glances from the pair of women she was being introduced too. Yet they said and did nothing to help her. Julia was doing most of the talking, her stocking clad legs gently rasping against each other, the noise of the nylon just audible over the idle chit chat going on in the room.
    “Anyway, we need to go and find Thomas Elder. We said we would meet up with him after.” The pair of women said as if they all knew him, taking a last glance at Vanessa the pair departed.
    As soon as their backs were turned the three desperate women all took a step towards the bathroom before they were cut off once again. Fate cruelly playing them off against relief and professional and academic standings.
    “Who else can I introduce you too.” Mrs Johnson considered for a moment, glancing around the room.
    “I think” “I need” Julia and Summer spoke up at the same time. Desperate to find a way of the situation without offending their school dean.
    “Ah Julian, I would like you to meet some of our top students.” Mrs Johnson said, ignoring their plight once again.
    “Mrs Johnson” Summer whimpered, her own movements stopping as she clenched her muscles tightly. Her hands turning into tight fists by her sides as she grimaced, almost pulsing where she stood.
    “Right then Summer, Julia, Vanessa. I would like you too….”
    “Uhhhhh!” A shout filled the room, cutting the deans introductions off moments before a loud splattering noise erupted from beneath Summer as she doubled over in pain.
    Beside Eloise a waterfall of piss was falling between summers slender legs, her white knee-high socks instantly wet and turning slightly yellow. Pee racing down her thighs, spiralling down her now still legs, rivulets forking off in many directions as the forceful spray continued. More streams fell from her supple skin, flushed red by the constant movement throughout the last hour as she had tried to fight this. But here Summer stood, meters from a bathroom uncontrollably wetting herself while surrounded by some of the most important people in her industry.
    “Im sorry” She sobbed at the dean of her school who looked on gobsmacked. Her mouth hanging open but eyes strangely sparkling as Eloise looked into them. Her fascination with what was going on in front of her matched by the dean and all but confirming her thoughts about the diuretic she had given to them all.  
    “I…”the Dean stuttered. “Im sorry, I didn’t realise.” She tried to lie.
    The downpour between Summers legs capturing her attention as she watched on, summers hands covering her face as she continued to shake. Her inflated bladder slowly receding as its contents were nosily spilled onto the floor beneath her.
    As the accident slowed down the Dean seemed to come to her senses, beckoning over the woman that had met them. Having a word in her ear it seemed they were having some sort of urgent conversation.
    “Im sorry girls, I will have you taken home now.” The dean announced.
    “But…” Julia started, her own legs bending and crossing as Summers accident expedited the desperation she felt.
    “The car will take you back to the university.” She said before turning around and leaving the four of them. Their guide ushering them out to the car park once more before they could protest. Julia’s neck craning round as she tried to get one last look at the toilets. But once again she and the others were bundled into the back of the car, the woman having a word with the driver before they set off back to the university.
     
    Sitting quietly the group of them simply stared out at the passing countryside. The groans and grunts of Vanessa somehow blending into the background. The uttered tones now so common place to hear over the last day or two that even Eloise was taking less notice of them. Opposite her Julia was staring out the window, her hand clutching the edge of her emerald skirt as her black stockings bounced up and down.
    Summer was clearly humiliated once more, the latest wetting in the middle of the event far worse than even the one in the gym. Resting her head against the headrest she was simply staring at the floor, her cheeks still red and tears forming in the corners of her eyes which she would occasionally wipe away.
    Looking out the window Eloise watched the scenery go by for some time, until she saw a sign for the nearby city. Why were they heading towards it, it was in the opposite direction to the University? Looking at her friends it seemed none of them had noticed, Vanessa and Julia to desperate while Summer was seemingly in her own head.
    “Where are we headed?” She asked the driver loudly, Julia and Summer looking up.
    “To the University” her replied
    “Isn’t it the other way?” Eloise asked.
    Taking a moment to press some buttons on the Satnav the driver was clearly checking something.
    “Im sorry, I must have put in the wrong address. I will take the next off ramp and correct” He said, but surely he would have had the correct code in considering he picked them up there. Didn’t he work for the university, how could he get it wrong she wondered. Checking her watch they had been driving for almost 45 minutes the wrong direction, turning their hour drive into two and a half if he found an off ramp soon.
    Opposite her Julia was biting her bottom lip, a look of dire concern on her face. Breathing rapidly through her nose only her legs moved faster, her legs running on the spot as her stockings rubbed against each other so fast Eloise was starting to worry about Julia starting a fire in the back of the car.
    “Oh god, oh god, oh no, no, no , no , no” She muttered constantly for the next 30 minutes as she sat there, ashen faced. Her display of desperation far more acted than when she had lost it in the library. Although in that case Julia had something to occupy her mind, while right now all she must have been thinking about was her need to pee. A fact that ultimately proved fatal as she went wide eyed, her head looking up and catching Eloise’s.
    “You have to stop the car” She said with some urgency.
    “Im sorry mam, we are on the motorway I cant just pull over.” The driver responded as Julia uncrossed and recrossed her legs even tighter for a moment. Her balled up fists pressing into her crotch as she wiggled in her seat.
    “But I…Oooohhhh” Julia whimpered, her face contorting into a look of discomfort as she screwed her eyes closed.  
    “Mmm” Julia whimpered again, her legs pressing into each other even tighter on the leather seats. But it was no use, for the second time that week she was starting to wet herself. The noise of the engine and wheels covering up the faint hiss of her accident but sitting opposite her, it was impossible for Eloise to miss the river of clear liquid rolling down from her chair. A puddle spreading out in the back of the seat before rushing off the waterproof seats and pooling on the floor. As pee cascaded down from the leather seats the unmistakable smell of fresh urine filled the car as another of the group lost control of her bladder.
    But she was still fighting, Julia’s hands still pressing deeply in her crotch as she tried to stem the tide but it was no use, her frantic leg movements becoming slower and slower until they stopped completely. Her legs pressed together as her bladder continued to empty, her shoulders sagging and eyes looking down as she sobbed gently. She had lost control of her bladder once again, she was supposed to be one of the top holders and yet here she was, pissing herself in a car. The only positive was that she wasn’t alone, Summers clothes still drying from her own accident.
    Next to her Vanessa somehow seemed oblivious of what was going on, her desperate brain detached from all reality as it had been for most of the day. One hand gripping between her double-crossed legs, the other slowly rubbing her bladder in small circular motions that seemed to be barely touching her skin. Any and all additional pressure causing her excruciating pain, her skin pulled as taught as possible and threatening to pop at any moment.
    Where ever Vanessa had gone too, the plain of existence somehow let her maintain her control all the way back to the university. Her rounded bladder bulging even more monstrously as she managed to outhold two of the top bladders not once but twice, the volume of pee inside her incomprehensible.
    Opening the door the evening had turned dark, the sun just about setting behind the large campus building. Stepping out Eloise was surprised to see the Dean stood waiting for them, had she planned all this?
    “Im sorry about what happened earlier.” She said, her eyes glued to watching Vanessa get out of the car behind her. Not an easy task given her current predicament, a constant moan punctuated by heavy breathing escaping her as her whole body heaved up and down. Her eyes returning back to the present and going wide as if she truly had been having an outer body experience.
    “Please, follow me.” The dean said, walking back towards the door to her office they had come out of earlier.
    Sitting down in the chairs the stains and patterns of Julia’s and Summers wet clothes still visible despite them drying. The pair sullen but trying to be respectful as they sat in the office. Next to them Vanessa was even more of a mess than she had been in the morning, unable to hide her desperation at all now she had returned to her body.
    Whimpering softly she fidgeted madly, her knees bouncing as she double crossed her legs and supported her bloated bladder with her hands.
    “Now I wanted to apologise for what happened and make sure you know that it wont be held against you in anyway.”
    “I…thank you” Summer said, although she hadn’t thought it would be.
    “I think that despite it you all made a positive impression on the visitors and I think that…”
    “Please let me use the bathroom, I’ve never needed to go this badly in my life. I was about to explode 8 hours ago and since then I’ve drunk so much, I just cant.” Vanessa uttered at break neck speed, the urgency clear in her voice as she all but exploded on the spot.
    “Vanessa! I understand your position, but that is not how you should speak to me or how someone of your stature shouldn’t be talking. We pride ourselves on control at this university and the event tonight should have been reserved for just the graduates of other years. But given your track record I thought you would make the most of it but clearly, I was mistaken.” The dean shot back, surprised at the lack of decorum from her top student.
    “Im…Im sorry mam, but im about to wet myself in your office if you don’t let me go…please!” she begged with tears rolling down her cheeks. Finally, at her wits end she was truly begging for more than just her dignity, forks of pain wracking her body every second. The pulses increasing in ferocity as she kept her bladder shut away and forced to expand even more.
    “Well, I never” The dean replied.
    “Im so full” Vanessa reiterated, her bulging body creaking under the weight of her bladder’s contents. The fraying of her leggings not the only thing that was starting to be destroyed by it.
    “Vanessa, you are top of your class and have been since first year. I am sure that you can hold on long enough to finish this conversation.” The dean said calmly.
    Groaning loudly Vanessa plunged her fists between her legs, “Please!” she pleaded, her eyes watering as she locked her legs together in a death grip.
    “Fine, if you must.” The chancellor waved her away dismissively
    But it was already too late, Eloise had seen the first burst of wetness moments ago. She hadn’t been kidding when she said she was about to lose it and now as Vanessa groaned, her bladders contents exploded out of her with tremendous force. A torrent of liquid pushing past her clenched hands and spraying around them noisily in all directions. The deafening patter of her instantaneous and sudden loss of control sounding around the room like a tropical rainstorm as Vanessa let out another guttural yell. Her whole body shaking and quivering as if possessed, her bladder overwhelming everything else in her body as fireworks of conflicting signals erupted all over her abdomen. Her muscles still contracting and forcing themselves inwards while her crotch seemingly imploded in wetness. Thick streams erupted in all directions, the heavily pressurised streams falling almost a meter away from her in some cases as the others stood up to avoid being drenched in their friends monumental accident. Her mammoth bladder threatening to flood the room if it kept up.
    A river of steaming piss was running down both her legs at breakneck pace, her absolutely drenched leggings unable to stop any liquid having already absorbed as much as they could. Not a squire inch was spared as they darkened, her pee hissing loudly through them as it continued to erupt out of her at some pace. The force causing it to shoot through the crotch of her seemingly thick clothes, the barriers of her underwear and trousers no match for the pressure build-up that had been torturing the groaning woman for almost two weeks.
    Vanessa had pushed herself to the edge and then some, past any limits Eloise or anyone thought possible. 11 days of not skimping on drinking but including nights out, a full bladdered exam and seemingly a dose of some pretty strong diuretics if Eloise’s hunch was right. Putting her hands on the desk Vanessa groaned loudly again as she let her bladder hang freely beneath her, rivers of piss escaping from her in all directions and spreading for meters across the floor.
    Eloise couldn’t think of anything, her brain completely empty of anything but the images of the show being played out in front of her. The largest bladdered woman she had ever seen, or possibly there had ever been was still peeing fiercely in the dean’s office. A puddle of unfathomable size spreading out of her as the drum beat of her accident continued, backed up by a percussive hiss and vocal groans. Her bladder and abdominal muscles stretched to their limits and finally gaining control as they forced the ocean of pee she had been holding out of her.
    For almost five minutes the group watched in a silent awe of Vanessa's accident, almost the entire wooden floor was coated in her pee. It was by far the most anyone had ever seen anyone hold, even the dean was looking on with a faint impressed look. But as she looked up and caught Eloise watching her, her demeanour changed instantly. A scowl now on her face she crossed her arms, staring intently at the woman who had just drowned her office in piss.
    “Well then, we will continue this another time then. Now if you are quite finished I think you should leave my office.” She said, her toes splashing in the puddle that had run under her desk.
    “I…” Vanessa uttered, her mind filled with a tired and euphoric cloud. Silently the group left, unspeaking about what had just happened. But while they may never speak of it again, there was no way Eloise was going to forget what she had just seen. It was a sight that would visit her in her dreams over and over again, the first week at university more than meeting her expectations.
     
    Back in her office the dean stood with her arms crossed, looking down at the enormous puddle she let herself have a curt smile at her handywork. Flipping open her phone she quickly dialled in a number.
    “Well?” She said expectantly.
    “I…I have never…she broke your record Mam.”
    “She broke my record?”
    “Yes Mam.” The voice repeated.
    Smiling to herself the dean hung up. Taking a deep breath she picked up the red phone on her desk. The same one that she had been nervous to answer.
    “Chancellor, we’ve got them.”
    A moment of silence filled the room, before a soft murmur came through the other end of the phone.
    Yes sir, she broke my record. The summer internationals are ours this year.”
    Another murmur came through, seemingly impressed sounding.
    “Thank you sir, Yes I will keep you updated on their progress.”
    Hanging up the phone she sat back in her chair, relaxing and feeling happy as the contents of Vanessa's tortured bladder continued to spread around the room. She had done her job.
     
    The end...for now?
     
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    Once again thank you to everyone who read, commented and upvoted this story, it really means a lot to know people are enjoying the story!
    Unfortunately this is the end for now.
     
    Since someone asked 😛 I do have some ideas about where I could take this story and even have half of another chapter written as a kind of Epilogue, it does answer a few of your questions / explain a bit more about how the school works / came to be the way it did. But I have been having a bit of trouble making it entertaining enough for its own chapter. But watch this space.
    The watch isn't magic although that is an interesting thought, simply far more intrusive than indicated by the dean. I have an explanation of why / how they came to be a thing in the afore mentioned unreleased chapter, so I wont explain here in case I manage to finish writing the next chapter. The dreams were more apparitions of the internal struggle between her enjoying it, doing the right thing and also trying to be "normal". But if its something you are interested in I have half a story written about something along those lines. 
    Sadly while there is scope and some ideas floating around for a continuation, It probably wont be for a while. This story took me close to 3 months to write and release, and I haven't even started to fully flesh out the next parts if there will be some. But given by how well this seems to have gone down, I will definitely think about it. Although I have a steadily growing list of stories on my "to do" list. Including one that I started about 6 months ago but keep getting distracted from. So I might have a play with that one first.
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    Chapter 7: Fit to burst.  
    A loud ring filled the office, the telephone only connecting to one other just like it. The woman’s hand waivered over it for a moment, she knew who this was.
    “Hello sir” She answered.
    “Hello, I assume you know why I am phoning.”
    “Is it about my tests sir”
    “Yes... I might have given you free reign over that school to run as you see fit, but you can not just cancel classes to fulfil your own experiments.”
    “I understand sir, but if I may, you asked me to bring this establishment back to its former glory.”
    “I did and I understand why you are performing these tests. But it is my and the boards wish that you do not compromise on the academic side. We are an educational establishment after all.”
    “Yes sir I understand.”
    “Good, so classes will resume?”
    “Yes sir, I will arrange for them to start again.”
    “Good” He finished before quickly hanging up.
    Placing her phone back on the receiver she slammed her fist into the table in frustration. A knock on the door making her look up as her assistant walked into the room.
    “What is it!”
    “Mam, we have her.”
    “The last one? I thought there were 3 left?”
    “That was true yesterday morning, since then two more have finished the trial. Both record lengths and volumes for them and any other students.”
    “Good, what about the Iron house holder who lost it early. With the new data where does she finish.”
    “Despite losing it early, she was in the top 5 for volume” The woman said sliding across a portfolio to the desk.
    “Interesting” picking up the portfolio the woman in the high back chair began browsing it. “Do you think she could hold more if given more time to acclimatise to her hold?”
    “I do mam, in fact I think the signs are she could be one of the top 3 students.”
    “Interesting” she said again.
    “Do you want me to keep monitoring them throughout the year?”
    “Yes, I think we should keep a close eye on them. They are some of the best I have ever seen.”
    “What about the remaining participant?”
    “I’ll handle her personally.”
    Standing in the kitchen the following morning Eloise found herself alone despite not getting up particularly early. The silent house barely creaking as if the structure itself was aware of the fragile heads its occupants must have. After returning with more beer the drinking had seemingly intensified, with a few drunken comments being made about Kays accident. Most of it had been cleared up by the two of them by the time they had walked through the door. But the mop and bucket, kays flat stomach and her completely drenched clothes cluing in the others instantly. Her wet clothes joining Allies and summers in a pile next to the washing machine. The previous load Julia had put in with her own pee stained clothes still going around, the chain of accidents her household had suffered backing up the machine loads. The best holders in the university succumbing to the most basic of needs slowly but surely. Now there was just one, Vanessa was the final one of them maintaining dominion on her bladder. But judging by her frantic display last night Eloise wasn’t sure how much longer even the iron bladdered athlete could manage. 
    But to her surprise it was Vanessa that woke first, and even more surprising was what she was wearing. Walking into the kitchen it was Vanessas bloated bladder that came into vision first, the hulking mass passing through the doorframe before any other part of her housemate. Its quivering form now ruthlessly confined within an extremely tight pair of leggings, the elasticated material going white in some areas as the pink pigment was being pulled apart. A similar tank top barely fit over the top of her bladder, somehow pushing up her breasts even further as the already supportive material was pushed further up by her expanded abdomen.
    “Morn…Morning” Vanessa groaned, outstretching her hand to the tap and steadying herself for a moment before filling up her water bottle.
    “Mu, Morning” Eloise stuttered, watching Vanessas legs jiggle beneath her as the rush of the water came from the tap. Her face flustered and already sweating profusely, her skin shinny and pale.
    “Are you going for a run?” Eloise asked incredulously.
    “Yep” Vanessa added, grimacing as she wrenched the tap closed. Hoping that she could just do the same with her own bladder.
    Eloise could feel her throat going dry, how could she possibly survive her run. She looked and sounded about ready to explode, although she had sounded that for over two days. Perhaps her bladder was limitless?
    “You got plans?”
    “Oh, I still need to take some photos for the society.” Eloise replied. She had been meaning to head out early this morning to get some silhouettes in the morning sunrise. But lasts night party and the now empty bottle of brandy had seen that idea off.
    “You should go up on Lindon’s Hill, just behind the shopping area. Get some good views up there.” Vanessa suggested.
    “Sure, thanks!” Eloise said. “You heading out now?”
    “Yes.”
    “Cool, well I guess I will join you. At least for the first 100 meters.” Eloise said grabbing her bag that she had under the table.
    “I…ok” Vanessa said slightly nervously.
    Leaving the house they quicky said their goodbyes as Vanessa put in her earphones and began to slowly and laboured jog up the road. Each footfall causing her to groan loudly and make Eloise wonder why she was torturing herself like this. The enormity of the task at hand, each footfall shaking her bladder visibly. She could barely think of what horrible pains and pulses were racing around Vanessa now.
    Unable to look away she watched the pregnant looking woman awkwardly jog up the hill, huffing and puffing as she went. The ordinarily athletic and sprightly woman taking her time and moving at a similar pace to Eloise who watched on with interest. Almost walking into the road to maximise her time viewing her desperate friend.
    Walking to the hill Vanessa had suggested she tried to shake the thoughts and visions of Vanessa losing control in her running gear from her mind. But it seemed that no matter how hard she tried, the last few days had completely destroyed her ability to concentrate on anything else. Even as she snapped shot after shot around the campus, she found herself trying to find a way of intercepting Vanessa to spend more time together. Her friends run usually taking about an hour and going past the coffee shop on her way home. Would she stop for one even in her current condition, if she did she wanted to be there.
    Reaching the courtyard, she began to photograph the goings on of university life while keeping an eye open for her friend. After an hour and 20 minutes she was starting to give up hope, the desperate woman clearly too smart and full to add a coffee to the litres of consumed liquid. But then, just as she was giving up home a slow-moving Vanessa rounded the corner of one of the buildings. Her hand resting on her giant bladder as she walked towards her.
    Giving a friendly wave she got a half-hearted one from Vanessa who really seemed to be suffering now. The run clearly not a good idea, although she had thought that before the heavily ladened woman took off.
    “Hey, I’m just about done. Want a coffee?” Eloise offered.
    “ooh, I…” Vanessa panted, her bladder heaving where she stood.
    “I’m buying don’t worry. I owe you after that tip about the hill, it really is lovely up there.”
    “I…sure” the darkhaired woman smiled, her lips quivering slightly as she accepted the offer of a coffee despite knowing all too well it was a bad idea.
    Trying to contain her own excitement Eloise opened the door following Vanessa in. Walking in she was for some reason expecting to see Summer behind the counter, despite the fact she knew that she wasn’t working today.
    “What do you fancy?”
    “I’ll just have an Americano”
    “Sure thing.” Eloise said cheerily as she walked up to order. “Hi can I have two Americano’s please”. She wasn’t a coffee drinker but she could feel the tiredness for last night still taking its toll so maybe this would help.
    “Sure thing, are they to go?” The yong woman behind the counter asked.
    “Yes please.”
    “What size do you want, we have an offer on at the moment where a Venti is the same price as the tall.”
    Eloise knew she should say no, she knew it was the right thing to do. But at the same time there it was, the voice in the back of her head telling her to do it. After all Vanessa could choose not to drink it all if she wanted, all she was doing was buying her friend a gift. How much of that gift she used was up to her.
    “Sure thing, can I get an extra shot in each in that case.” Eloise said, the voice winning out.
    Walking back over a few moments later she could already see the trepidation on Vanessas face as she saw the size of her coffee.
    “We were lucky, they had a promotion on.” Eloise said handing her the coffee.
    “Um…thanks” Vanessa smiled weakly as she sipped her coffee to show her appreciation.
    The walk back to the house was pretty slow, now with one hand holding her coffee Vanessa was forced to move more slowly, her laboured steps more awkward and conscious decisions. The movement that comes unconsciously to everyone past the ages of about 2 now like solving a riddle for her. Each step separating her legs and momentarily opening her defences, her muscles straining for control as she ordered them to perform the same movement over and over again as they walked slowly along.
    Approaching their house they could see two figures slowly walking towards them. It seemed like Zara and Summer had finally woken up.
    “Hey guys, we are heading out for some lunch. You two should totally join us!” Summer said enthusiastically, apparently fine despite the nights drinking. She had polished off far more bottles than Zara but it was the slim gymnast that looked to be the worse off for it. Her slightly bedraggled hair and dark rings under her eyes typical of a hangover.
    “Yeah sure that would be nice. Im sure you have worked up an appetite after your run.” Eloise said, taking charge of the situation and trying to give her a reason to spend more time with her again.
    “I….” Vanessa started.
    “Where are you going?” Eloise asked
    “Just to the dog and bone for some greasy food to fight this hangover.” Zara said groggily.
    “Sure sounds good.” Eloise answered and soon the group were moving off together, vanessa just a pace behind them as she did her best to follow at the same pace.
     
    “No outside drinks sorry.” The man behind the counter said as they walked in. Elloise and Vanessa still holding their coffee cups.
    “Sorry” Eloise said, finishing off hers and holding out a hand for Vanessas. Expecting her to hand it over so they could put them in the bin. But it seemed Vanessa still had some reserves of confidence as she drained the last few mouthfuls and then handed Eloise an empty cup.
    Chucking them in the nearby bin the found themselves a large table, Vanessa groaning loudly as she sat. A number of the other patrons looking at her as she did so, her restrictive running clothes now cutting even deeper into her flesh and applying more pressure as she bent over in her seat. The absolutely massive bulge pressing into the table from the unmoving benches present in the booth they had chosen. Her bladder now so large the ordinarily thin woman barely fit into the pubs seating.
    “I’ll order if everyone knows what they want?”
    “Cooked breakfast, large.” Zara said, gently resting the cold glass vinegar bottle against her temple.
    “Same” Eloise added, she wasn’t too hungry but she had always loved it when her dad had made them back home.
    “Sounds good” Vanessa said breathlessly, her nostrils flaring as she breathed heavily even when sat down.
    “That makes it easier, any drinks?” Summer asked, standing up and taking a note of the table number. Eloise shook her head, the tea it came with more than enough for her, while the others opted for a large orange juice each.
    Remarkably quickly the table was covered in the three meat and one vegan breakfasts. The large plates surrounded by four large pots of tea and 3 orange juices. Vanessas face a picture of concern as the tea was unloaded, apparently, she had forgotten about them when she had placed the order for another drink and was regretting it.
    Due to the night of drinking it seemed Summer and Zara really had just come out to eat. Neither of them wasting a second before digging into their mountains of food. Conversation put on hold as everyone ate at surprising speed. Except for Vanessa who had started out using both hands but had to quickly abandon that plan. Instead her left hand was pressing deeply into her crotch while she used her fork in her right. Turning it on its side to cut through her food instead of using the knife and releasing her grip on her crotch. Soft moans constantly escaping her mouth as she sat there, writhing with desperation. The pot of hot tea and pint of orange juice looking like they were going down as nails. The liquid flowing into her already at capacity body with a grimace and flinch with each mouthful. 
     Soon the plates were empty once again, the remnants of beans and tomato sauce mopped up with the slices of toast as they all sat back satisfied. It seemed that even for a moment Vanessa had forgotten her need slightly, leaning back but yelping as she accidently pushed her bladder upwards and into one of the sharp edges of the table struts. Both hands instantly flying between her legs as new external pain joined in with the bolts of it shooting through her insides.
    Knowing looks passed between the others as they all knew what she was feeling, many of them having gone through the same thing this week. Although none had lasted this long or looked anywhere as full, only Lucy had such a round bulge as Vanessa was sporting right now.
    “I think I need a lie down” Vanessa stuttered, the joke coming out as more of a plea for help. But the others could agree with her, the food sitting heavily in their stomachs and making even summer feel lethargic. But draining the last from their teapots the group made a move, Eloise quickly learning that she didn’t need to tip here unlike some of the other countries she had lived in.
     
    “Ughh, I think I will join you in that lie down.” Zara said, stretching as she kicked off her shoes arriving back at home.
    “What are you on about, we should probably leave soon.” Kay said, her head poking out of her room.
    “For what?” Eloise asked.
    “Don’t tell me you all forgot, it’s the back to the future marathon at the cinema.” Kay said, her arms folding across her chest.
    “Im sorry, im not sure im feeling up to it” Vanessa said, her lips pursing and swallowing hard.
    “No, no one is backing out, ive already got you all tickets since you all agreed!” She said, seemingly standing taller to be more authoritative.
    “But I…” Vanessa
    “Ah, ah, ah. Get your shoes, the rest of us are ready.”
    Feeling her bladder already filling after the mornings drinks Eloise knew she should use her toilet now. But with the rest of them standing outside her room in the coridoor she felt uncomfortably awkward in doing so. But even as she tried to put it to the back of her mind she couldn’t manage it.
    “I’ll be right back, need to put my stuff away.” She said, her cheeks blushing a little.
    Walking into her room she closed the door behind her, still worried they would be able to hear it. Looking around she grabbed the duvet off her bed and put it near the gap under the door, her paranoid mind taking over and hoping it would block some of the sound for some reason. Closing the second bathroom door behind her she was about to sit when she realised they might hear the stream hitting the water. Shivering slightly as her bare skin made contact with the cold toilet she positioned herself at and angle and did her best to release her stream in a controlled, slow and quiet manner. Her muscles burning slightly as she forced them to remain partially closed. But after a few seconds the seemed to get the idea and a surprisingly long stream left her for almost a minute, making her doubly glad she had decided to go now.
    “Alright guys, im ready to go” Eloise said happily, feeling much more relaxed and happy to see none of them seemed to have noticed anything.
     
    The line for the small theatre was massive, the weekends showings completely sold out to the students who had nothing better to do since classes were cancelled. Standing in line Eloise couldn’t keep her eyes of Vanessa as she visibly pulsed where she stood. Her upper torso dancing to unheard music as she crossed, uncrossed and crossed her legs again and again. 30 minutes later they had made it into the building, the group making small talk while they waited. But all eyes including Eloise’s and several of the bystanders were watching the obviously desperate woman in their group.
    “You get the tickets ill get the snacks”, Eloise offered, conscious of the time they had to get into the theatre before the film started. 
    “Ill join you and help carry them.” Kay said with Allie following as well.
    “Everyone ok with coke?” Eloise asked as she turned towards the confectionary counters and getting nods of approval, she headed in.
    “How can I help?” The teenage girl behind the counter asked, looking already exhausted after the mid-day rush.
    “Yeah sure can I get 8…” Eloise said before realising that she hadn’t actually thought of what to get. Looking up she quickly browsed the stall, her eyes lighting up when she spotted the back to the future deal.
    “8 Back to the future combo’s” she finished, the woman totalling it up the bill and handing over the novelty Doc Brown collectable glasses. Next came the 8 large popcorn’s and then finally the 8 giant cups, each holding well over a liquid at 32 oz.
    “Don’t you think those are a little big?” Allie pointed out.
    “I mean its three films that’s like 6 hours right?” Eloise explained as she grabbed a couple of each of the combos, her arms full.
    “Good point, probably save us in the long run!” Allie and Kay agreed enthusiastically, grabbing the rest and carrying them back to the group.
    “These should see us through” Allie said half jokingly as she lumped the supplies into each of the others hands.
    “And here is yours” kay said as she pressed the extra-large drink into Vanessa’s hands, the colour seeming to fall out of her face as she accepted it. Her brain wavering and telling her to say something, but her mouth opened with no words escaping it. Her other hand that was between her legs forced to leave the warm recesses of her quivering crotch and grab the popcorn.
    Handing over their tickets the group sided into their row of seats, Vanessa grunting with each sideways step that caused her legs to separate more than they had in days. Taking her seat she let out a longer moan, her giant bladder troubling her greatly as it overflowed her body and now spilled onto her lap. The slightly angled seats amplifying her stature as they forced her to lean forwards slightly.
    Settling into their seats they had arrived just in time, the lights dimming and the first advert starting. It had been a while since Eloise had seen a movie in a theatre and she found herself far more excited than she had thought she would. Unable to stop smiling as the Universal pictures’ logo appeared, sipping from her drink she sat back and was ready to enjoy the film.
    97 minutes later the lights came back up, the first film just as good as they had all remembered. There had been some films that watching them back hadn’t lived up to her childhood memories but this was not one of them. Grabbing the large drink she sipped from the straw, realising that as she only got air she had somehow finished it all. Although given the fact the large cups didn’t fit in the holders and she had been forced to hold it the entire film it was no surprise. But what was a surprise was that it appeared Vanessa and all of the others had too. The lights showing through the thin carboard and revealing a tiny amount left in each of the cups. The volume of liquid already filling her bladder quickly, she could only imagine the impact it must have been having on the still holding Vanessa given she was clearly already at her limit.
    “Oh man, I love that film!” Kay said excitedly, her love of movies really coming through as she seemed to be in her element.  “But I think I might need a refill” she added, shaking her cup.
    “How have you eaten all the popcorn?” Summer joked, the sticky container resting on the ground now there was nothing in it to risk being kicked over.
    “What, I was hungry” Kay defended herself. “But it has made me really thirsty.” She said standing.
    Eloise knew this was her moment, the angel and devil in her minds battling over it once again as she contemplated getting Vanessa another of the large drinks. She was enthralled, fascinated by the sheer force of will and holding capabilities of her housemate. How could one personal hold so much, would she be able to hold anything close to her by the end of her time at university, how much more could Vanessa take? A million questions raced around her mind once again, but this time she could feel the devil winning as she strived to find an answer. Just as it had forced her hand and not told Lucy about her drink being dosed, the familiar feeling came over her, almost giddy with excitement.
    “They are free refills for the whole day. Why don’t we go and get everyone a refill before the next film starts in 10 minutes.” Eloise said, standing slightly to quickly.
    Grabbing the now empty cups from her friends she could see the reluctance in the eyes of Vanessa, she could clearly handle no more. She was full, completely and absolutely full, and yet with a shaky hand she held up her cup to be refilled. Unable to refuse the drink for her pride, confidence or some other reason.
    But as Eloise replaced it a few minutes later with another full cup both knew this could be the end for her. The quiet moans and pulsing of her body now constant and torturous for the sweating woman. The only saving grace in the warm theatre the fact she was still wearing her tight spandex but moisture wicking clothes. They had gotten more than a few looks from people in the lobby, many in their back to the future costumes. But it was unsurprising given how she was acting, thankfully her moans and whimpers didn’t seem to be distracting those around them.
    However, it was not Vanessa’s bladder troubles that were starting to worry Eloise as the second film started. It was her own, even in the short time since the movie had ended her need seemed to be going up at a breakneck pace. The large caffeinated drink flowing through her stomach and filling her bladder at a worrying pace. By the halfway point she couldn’t help but jostle her tightly crossed legs as the pressure within her bladder increased in leaps and bounds, the second large drink half finished and now sitting on the floor as to not tempt her.
    Glad for the dark surrounding she pressed a hand between her legs, glad for the extra support but she was really starting to worry now. Digging her nails into the arm rest she felt her bladder cramp inside her, a combination of the fizzy drinks and sheer quantity increasing the discomfort she was feeling. While in other days she had been pushing herself, the desire to increase her capabilities of holding strong. As she eyed the half empty cup resting next to her fidgeting feet she already knew that she had drunk too much to be able to hold this amount. She had to pee, and she had to pee soon.
    Sitting their restlessly she tried to hold out for the end of the film, but 5 minutes was all it took for her desperation to go from an uncomfortable 8 to a desperate 9. The Coke surging into her bladder that now ached terribly. She couldn’t hold it, she had to get to a bathroom now!
    Standing gingerly she felt the weight of her bladder shift uncomfortably inside her, a spasm of her muscles causing her thighs to slam together as she felt her muscles tremble. Excusing herself she shuffled out, ignoring the weird looks from her friends. Slowly walking out into the lobby she could feel the seconds of control she had left slipping, making her increase her pace as the true urgency of the situation made itself known.
    Power walking she thrust a hand between her legs as she walked through campus towards her one salvation, the house. Red faced she couldn’t help but blush as she gripped herself through her trousers. Pausing for a moment she doubled over, waiting for the crossing to turn green and allow her to pass. Marching on the spot she contemplated just making a run for it, but thankfully she noticed it start to turn and the cars stopping. Their occupants watching her desperate dash across the road with renewed speed, almost running at this point as she felt her whole body shaking with need. Each step sending shockwaves through her bloated bladder, filled so tightly with coke. The method of her fascination with pushing Vanessa to her limits coming back to bite her, why did she have to drink so much as well! In a way she couldn’t help but feel she in some way deserved this, but she wasn’t about to give in now.
    Rounding the corner next to the house she felt her muscles give up for just a moment, stopping where she stood, she clenched all her muscles rhythmically. A deep burning sensation between her legs making her unsure if she had leaked or it was just her muscles. Either way she couldn’t just stand here, so once again she began but this time she did run.
    Half sprinting she could feel each layer of her defences peeling back like a high security vault, but she knew she was done for either way. Grabbing the door handle it clicked loudly as she barged it open, sliding on the mat she felt a distinct wetness between her legs for a just a moment.
    Throwing herself through her room she all but launched herself into the bathroom, her trousers around her ankles before she had even crossed the threshold of the small room. Pivoting in a half crouch she could already feel her body starting to release, but with not a moment to spare she landed safely on the toilet. A sudden burst of piss erupting out of her, the relief causing her toes to curl in her shoes as she moaned loudly. Her pent-up pee shooting noisily into the bowl as she breathed heavily, it had been close…to close.
    Looking down she could see a distinct wet patch on the crotch of her pink panties, she had made it but only by a matter of seconds. Luckily as she inspected her jeans it seemed they had remained dry, just about.
    Finishing her pee Eloise couldn’t help but sit there, relaxed and enjoying the sensation of being empty. But at the same time, her mind went back to Vanessa and imagining what she must be going through. Taking off her shoes she quickly undressed, changing her damp underwear that she ashamedly balled up and threw in the bottom of her laundry hamper. Grabbing a new pair she vouched not to let it get to that state again and began to make her way back up to the cinema, hoping to be back in time for the third film.
    Sliding back into their row of seats she had arrived at the interval, the lights were back up and she could see the room. While it made getting to her seat easier it did mean it was all but impossible to sneak back to her seat.
    “Everything alright?” Summer asked, as she stood to let her past.
    “Yeah sorry, forgot my mum was going to call me.” Eloise lied, hoping her blushing cheeks were not a dead give away. But it seemed that she had accepted the explanation as she continued moving down the line.
    Sighing as she sat back in her chair she certainly felt much more relaxed, the dance with her accident tiring her out a surprising amount. But hearing a loud groan from her left a shot of adrenaline seemed to surge through her body as she looked over towards Vanessa expectantly.
    “You ok?” Allie asked, the last deep groan sounding far more desperate than the last.
    “I…think I might head back guys.” Vanessa said, her eyes fluttering a little.
    “Come on its just one more film.” Kay said indignantly.
    “Im just a little hungry” Vanessa said, smiling awkwardly.
    “Why don’t we go out as a house for dinner afterwards? That pub we went too had some nice looking options.” Zara suggested.
    Vanessa looked at the others for a moment, the torment of more holding clearly playing on her mind. She was stuck between a rock and a wet place at this point, pursing her lips she nodded reluctantly.
    “But I am going to get a refill of popcorn, I’ll go get us all some more drinks too.” Allie said, standing and waving Kay to come with her to help.
    “Pass your cups down.” Kay said, holding out her hand.
    “Its ok, I still have some of mine since I left” Eloise said, happy to be out of another round of the giant drinks.
    “Ok, Vanessa?” Kay said looking at the woman next to her.
    “I….” Vanessa said breathlessly as she tried to come up with an excuse.
    “Oh never mind, its right here.” Kay said, picking up the empty cup from next to Vanessas pretzeled legs. “Be right back.”
    Throughout the next film Eloise could hear something over the loud base filled audio coming from the speakers. An insistent heavy breathing from her left intermingled with increasingly frequent groans was a little distracting to say the least. Unable to focus on the film she was constantly stealing glances at her housemate as the battle within Vanessa seemed to intensify. The once again empty drink laying on its side but allowing one of her hands to grip between her legs as the other held onto the seat ahead of her. Unlike everyone else that was relaxed and leaning back it seemed she had chosen to lean forwards, her hand bracing herself against the row Infront as she pulsed, rocked and bobbed in her seat. But despite her outward appearance she held on, making it through the third film.
    “Man I love those films.” Kay said, stretching her arms wide before standing.
    “Guys…I…Don’t think I can do this.” Vanessa said, her voice surprisingly calm but her eyes full of panic.
    “What do you mean?” Allie asked.
    “I cant, hold it” Vanessa whimpered, her voice cracking this time.
    “Yes you can!” Zara said supportively.
    “You are the last one left, probably in the whole university!” Kay replied.
    “But…” Vanessa breathed heavily, wincing as pain raced through her body.
    “You are the strongest person I know. You can do this!”
    “I….” Vanessa said again, her body convulsing slightly.
    “Holy shit guys!” Lucy said from behind them, her eyes glued to her phone that she had just turned back on.
    “Classes are back on tomorrow!” She said, looking up at them all.
    “Wait, that means you can totally do it Vanessa.” Summer said
    “Its just a little longer. Come on, you can beat this.” Kay added.
    “Tomorrow…Tomorrow…Just a bit longer” Vanessa panted, her wavering hand outstretching and legs helping her stand. A loud grunt reverberating from her chest as she forced her muscles to obey her. A new fire in her eyes as she could finally see the finish line!
     
     
    That night Eloise was once again unable to sleep, tossing and turning as Vanessas grunts and pacing footsteps above her made their way through the silent house and into her mind. The desperate woman clearly unable to sleep as she battled with her body.
    Eloise had been worried about missing out on her final hours, but it seemed that only U-Block had been deemed safe. This had lead to a number of room shortages and timetabling conflicts, so much to her surprise and happiness she, Vanessa, Summer and Julia would all share their first class together in the morning. Giving her the perfect reason to go up to the University with them all. Turning over again she heard her alarm go off, was it morning already! She hadn’t slept a wink, but felt more awake and alert than she had in days.
    “How are you doing?” Eloise asked as she walked into the kitchen, spotting the even more desperate looking woman writhing in the kitchen. Her easily pregnant looking stomach full of so much liquid it bulged preposterously. The unreal looking bulge formed of days of liquid and held back by the shredded remains of her self control.
    “I…I….I…cant do this” Vanessa stammers, her body quaking in desperation.
    “Come on, you can do it. Its just a little longer, you have held out so long. You have beaten everyone else you can survive this!”
    “I…I’ve never had to go this bad in my life. I don’t even know what is happening any more. I…I just cant anymore!” she all but yelled in the room.
    “We can go in early, you just need to hold it like 30 more minutes. Just think about it, the only one to survive the outage!” But looking at her she could see why she was so demanding that she could hold it not one moment more. Her giant bulging body was quivering with every second as her inflated bladder continued stretching her to its absolute limits and clearly driving her mad with desperation.
    “Mmmmmm” Vanessa moaned, her hands all but rubbing against her private areas as she continued to groan, the gaps between the pulses spasms and shockwaves it was sending and had been sending for days at this point now measured in seconds not minutes.
    “You guys ready for the first day of a new year?” Julia asked cheerfully as she entered the room. Pouring out a dozen energy drink cans from her bag after a late night study session last night. Refilling her water bottle Eloise couldn’t help but notice that even she had a slight bulge in her abdomen. Not a shock given the quantity of cans she had been drinking and thinking about it most of them had gone several days since their accidents. Maybe it wouldn’t be just Vanessa making a made dash for the ladies room after all.
    As if on cue they were joined by Summer, dressed in a tight white summer dress and knee-high socks she looked more ready for a day in the sun than a lecture. But she too had a noticeable bulge, her legs gently resting against each other as she stood near the doorway. But none of them compared to Vanessa.
    “Ok im ready!” She said, still looking a little tired.
    “I can do this.” Vanessa grunted “But we have to go now, im ab..about…to piss myself.” She stuttered as she visibly winced while standing. Air hissing out between her clenched teeth as she heaved herself into the air, a hand pressing into her back.
    Grabbing their things the group hastily made their way up to the university, Vanessa managing an impressive turn of speed given her condition. A speed that only seemed to increase the closer they got, grabbing the handles to the uni rooms she was relieved to see them open. The keypad light turning green as she wrenched the doors open, with no other thought than finding the toilets.
    “Ah, you three, four. Just the people I was looking for.”
    “Mrs Johnson!” Julia said surprised as they came face to face with their school master.
    “Would you mind coming with me.” The smartly dressed woman said, the sentence more of a command that a question. Looking around Eloise could see Vanessa die a little inside as her relief was delayed yet again.
    Walking into the office it had been transformed from the shady dim room it was before into a bright and almost welcoming old space.
    “Please, take a seat.” Mrs Johnson said, the group filing in and grabbing one of the wooden chairs situated in front of the desk.
    “I have something I meant to ask you all, but thought it would be better to do it in person. But first, where are my manners.” She said, walking over and grabbing a steaming tea pot from the small table to their left. Placing it on the desk she began to pour four small cups of the liquid and handing them out.
    “So it is tradition for us to hold an annual industry meet and greet with last years graduates each year. It gives the top students that have left us a chance to talk and mingle with some of the best and most influential people in our sector. But this year we have decided to include you three, sorry four as added guests. You have all proven yourselves extremely capable and would like you to represent our current students at the event if you wouldn’t mind.”
    “That would be amazing!” Julia said excitedly before checking herself. “Sorry, I mean it would be a privilege” she replied while taking a sip from her tea.
    Eloise couldn’t help but feel a little like a fourth wheel here by circumstance rather than merit, but it would certainly be a good learning experience. Sipping her tea she had to bite her tongue slightly to stop herself reacting. The black tea far more bitter than she was use to, yet it was a familiar bitterness that she couldn’t quite place.
    “But what about classes?” Summer asked, herself seemingly enjoying the strong herbal blend of whatever was in the tea pot and drinking It happily.
    “Oh no worries there, its not scheduled until this afternoon. I will have a car ready to take you to the event once your lessons are over.” She said smiling, refilling Summers cup which she had emptied.
    “What do we need to do?” Julia asked.
    “Oh nothing really. Simply go there speak to people and see if anything piques your interest. Its as much for you as it is the university, its good for us to get our students out there and have a presence in the biggest companies. Several of our best graduates have been hired soon after these events so it’s a good opportunity to make a good impression for yourself and the university. There is a panel with our alumni that I would like you to take part in though, simply a Q and A sort of thing, assuming you want too?”
    “Yes!” Julia jumped at the chance. The others simply nodding.
    “Sure thing, now Eloise I know you are just a first year. But I thought it would be good to send along a new student to see what you thought about it. But it could be a good experience for you too, see what areas of the industry you might want to go into for example.”
    “Yes mam” Eloise nodded.
    “Good, now I did just want to go through a couple of things so that we are all one the same page.”
    20 long minutes later they had all been briefed by her about the school and what to say at certain topics. The friendly good for you atmosphere replaced by a serious and important one of them having a job to do. It seemed there was a lot riding on this event, for Mrs Johnson and the university in general.
    “Right then, I better let you get to class. I will make sure that the car is ready to pick you up once your classes have finished. Please make sure to be ready, punctuality is always important at these events and I don’t want them to have to wait for our students.” She finished, standing and indicating for them to do the same.
    Groaning as she stood Mrs Johnson looked at Vanessa wearily. “Everything ok Vanessa?”
    “Yes mam” She said breathlessly, a forced smile appearing on her flushed face.
    “Good, now enjoy your first class.”
    Walking down the corridor they hurried along, their class starting in just one minute. A longing and desperate look towards the ladies’ room from Vanessa showing she was more than contemplating dashing in, but panting slightly she forced her legs to carry on past it and into the lecture room. Maybe they would have a break, or she could find some other way of excusing herself.
    The large room itself was filled with a couple of hundred students, many grouped together already. Finding unoccupied chairs, the housemates grabbed a number of desks near the back of the room. The young-looking lecturer at the front currently shuffling some papers on the front desk before clearing her throat and starting the session. They had arrived without a moment to spare, not that Vanessa seemed to be happy about her own punctuality.
    “ladies, welcome back to my classes or hello for the first time.” The Lecturer smiled, her teeth perfect and shinning as she warmly welcomed them.
    “Now, I thought it would be fun to start the year with a little practical. It will also have some down time so you can get to know some of the newer students” she said, her hand indicating to the number of first years.
    “Thank god.” Vanessa muttered quietly beside Eloise. Her crossed legs going back to jigging furiously beneath the desks, something she had been fighting herself from doing in the dean’s office.
    “So, some theory before the fun. In 2011 a scientist from the Netherlands linked the fullness of one’s bladder to the ability to make better rational decisions. A thought that is largely at odds with how many of us feel when we have a strong urge, you would expect the irritability to cause bad choices. But in their studies, they found that people already suppressing an impulse, the impulse to pee, were fundamentally better at making other choices where impulse was important. The outcome of their research suggesting that the areas of the brain needed to resolve one could be linked to the other.
    “Oh god…” Vanessa said softly, her brain already seeing where this “practical” was going.
    “So, today we are going to do something similar. We are going to test the impacts of a full bladder on academic test scores. These general science tests will also serve as a starting grade for your year with me so its not just a case of not trying. I expect you all to do your best, but due to the nature of these examinations you will not be able to leave the room until both sets are complete.”
    “Oh God!” Vanessa whimpered again, her voice far shaky as she was once again delayed but this time in the worst possible way. Her hold increasing in length substantially at this point, the mere seconds away she had been twice already taunting her mind. Biting her lip her legs went into overdrive, the vibrations shaking the desk Eloise was sharing with her.
    “Now, because we have several years all in one class room we are going to have to modify the tests according to each of your bladder holding capabilities. It would be unfair to give the first years enough to make a dent in a third year, and not really worth it to do the opposite. As such, First years will be given 2 litres, second years 3.5L and 5L for third years. You will have two hours to drink the isotopically balanced drink during the first test. This will be followed by a 30-minute break for first years, an hour for second years and two hours for you third years. Then you will carry out the second two-hour test. You will be free to go once you complete the second test, but until then you must remain in the room.
    Even Eloise’s eyes went wide as she explained everything, they sure were not easing people into it. She would have to down 2 litres and hold it for Four and a half hours! Could she do that, but more importantly could Vanessa hold 5 more litres. The sweating and panting third year about to be truly pushed far, far beyond her limits.
     
     
     
    Less than four hours later Eloise hobbled out of the room, her legs and muscles quivering as she fought for control. It had been humiliating to be the first of them to leave, she couldn’t even remember the last few questions from the test that she had blitzed through. Despite trying to measure their ability to do tasks while desperate, she just couldn’t hold on any longer and as bad as it had been to walk out like this, it was better than the alternative. Her underwear was already damp for the second time in as many days, standing up and the walking to the front too much for her muscles. She hadn’t considered herself to be a leaker, but if recent events were anything to go on she might have to start worrying about it.
    Urging herself forwards she found her way into the ladies room, silently glad to be the first out so there wasn’t a que. Opening the stall she breathed a sigh of relief as she let the ocean inside her empty out into the toilet below her.  What was she going to do at the end of term if this was as much as she could hold. Would she be forced to take the remedial classes that Allie had talked about?
    Finding a seat in the hall she got out her phone, trying to find something to pass the time until her friends were out. The group of super holders surely able to keep control of themselves of their test scores. But worrying for Eloise as she watched the last of the first years desperately scurry for the bathroom after finishing their tests properly, she could already feel her own bladder filling considerably again. Something that happened a further two times over the next two and a half hours, what had she done to herself. Was it something to do with her holding too much, maybe it was something to do with the Isotonic drink they had just forced her to drink. Either way as she peed for the third time that morning, she couldn’t help but feel a little worried for her future at this university if this was what the first day was like. Taking her seat back in the hall Eloise sank into the uncomfortably hard chair and waited for the others.
    She didn’t have to wait long, the third years all walking out together after finishing their test with no real effort for most of them. But as she looked towards her friends it was a totally different story, each of them looked incredibly uncomfortable as their bladders once again bulged out of their skin. The five litres and days without relief pushing them all back to the bitter edge of control once again. But none of them compared even slightly to the state of Vanessa. Her enormous bladder so full it was barely recognisable as one, jutting out of her far more than anyone’s should do. The hemline of her leggings now below the ocean of pee inside her, compressed beneath the mass of liquid which hung over them precariously.
     
    “Ladies Where have you been?” Dean Johnson said as she hurried down the corridor towards them, her heels loudly clacking off the surface “The event starts in an hour, you need to get going now otherwise you will be late.”
    “B, But…” Vanessa pleaded, the others looking on nervously both for their friend and their own clearly full bladders. The bathroom just a few feet away, but a long que forming out of the door as another class of first years had finished up just before they had emerged. There was no way they could make it to the event in time if they waited, but would they even make it to the event without exploding?
    “The journey takes about an hour, im not even sure if you will make it on time if you leave right now. Better not keep them waiting any longer you cant afford to be late.” The dean reaffirmed again as as almost physically pushed the group towards the exit next to her office. The side door offering good access to the staff parking where a large black car was waiting for them.
    Bundling in all three of them let out varying degrees of groans as they sat. A loud cracking noise sounding in the car as the elastic of Vanessas leggings finally gave up the ghost and disintegrated around her giant bladder. The ordinarily strong material torn to tatters by her expanded abdomen and the pressure it was generating.
    Despite only taking an hour to get to the event, Eloise had begun to fidget in the back of the car as she joined the others in needing the use of a bathroom once again. The fact worrying her greatly, she knew she had drunk a lot in the lesson but surely it had all come out now? Had she waited too long, had she damaged something by trying to hold too much too soon at the cinema yesterday?
    Stepping out of the car she blinked in the sunlight, her thighs rubbing together for a few moments before she started towards the large white brick building that lay ahead of them. The large hall surrounded by a number of expensive cars and people milling around. Large signs advertised the many products and services that those in attendance today offered, some of the largest brands in the world were here!
    “Right this way please” A young woman with a clip board said to their side. “The talk is about to begin I’m afraid we are already a couple of minutes behind schedule.”
    Looking at each other for a moment they followed the ponytailed woman inside the building, being led to a large double door as they all tried to put their desperation to the back of their minds. It was supposed to be a two hour talk and Eloise was quickly starting to worry about having to admit her need in a packed room full of experts on the matter. Her classmates and fellow students had been one thing but this would be something else.
    “I’m sorry, it’s just those three.” She said, holding up a hand to stop Eloise.
    “What?” Eloise asked confused.
    “I’m afraid its Miss Vanessa, Julia and Summer that have been asked to take part as final year students. You will have to take a seat in the auditorium, just head down their and through those doors on the left.” The woman said.
    “Oh, ok” Eloise said slightly dejectedly.
    “Hey, we will see you after.” Summer said smiling at her, the blonde’s legs shifting where she stood.
    “Sure thing.” Eloise smiled back, leaving the three of them too it and taking a seat near the rear of the auditorium just as the talk began.
    The talk itself was actually quite interesting, the various alumni talking about their graduate placements and how they got into the industry. But Eloise could tell many were watching her three friends at the end of the line of students. Summer and Julia clearly embarrassed and red faced while they tried and failed to control their squirming. Strangely it was Vanessa who seemed in the most control as she sat there looking like a blimp, her face sweating and wincing as her bloated and bulging body twitched. Her tormented bladder sending signal after signal for more than a week to empty itself, but still the deathly proud or stubborn owner of it held on and other than the gentle rocking of her body she was still. Although she was clearly struggling as she stared off at a point on the horizon, completely not registering anything that was going on around her. Thankfully it seemed the questions were aimed at the three of them in general and as such the other two fielded most of the questions.
    But that became more of an issue as time wore on, entering the second hour is was clear that Julia and Summer were struggling more and more. Summers crossed legs bouncing as she gently placed her hands folded on her lap. Her deep Blue eyes and pink metallic painted lips quivering in unison a she bit them, her beaming white teeth now covered in pinkish marks from her lipstick. Sweat forming on her and Julia’s forehead as they tried to remain composed as the pressure within them mounted.
    In the crowd a similar sensation was filling Eloise with dread, her own bladder filling once more although thankfully slower this time. Even so, with 10 minutes to go she was once again forced to excuse herself. It wasn’t as bad as it had been in the lecture, but if she had done something to herself she knew she had to be smart and start taking any and all opportunities to save her graces.
    Sneaking out from the back of the large room she made her way to the ladies’ room the others had spotted before. Entering a cubicle, she sat and let her body relax once more, yawning as the lack of sleep took its tool on her. Smacking her lips she tasted the weirdly familiar bitter tea, but as she sat there her brain finally connected the two memories. It was the beer! The diuretic ladened beer she had drunk almost two weeks ago and that had spelt disaster for Lucy, the first of them to loose it so long ago. But wait, that couldn’t be right could it? Surely the dean wasn’t dosing her students with potent diuretics? But it would explain how she had felt today, the repeated bathroom trips after the tea and litres of water. The only question remaining was why, why would she do it.
    Finishing up and still confused by the revelation Eloise made her way to the corridor, seeing that the talk was finally ending. Going back to the door she had been turned away from she waited for her friends to emerge. Should she tell them, but what if she was wrong. There really wasn’t much to go on.
    The door in front of them opened, a member of staff holding it open for the guests.
    Grunting and clutching herself Vanessa waddled out of the room, Eloise had thought it impossible for her to look any bigger and yet every time she looked it seemed as if the poor woman had grown even more. Her bladder inflating like a water balloon, possibly due to the effects of the diuretic that had broken their friend more than a week earlier.
    “Toilet, Toilet, Toilet, Toilet” Summer muttered loudly as she almost raced past Vanessa, heading directly towards the ladies room. A slow moving Julia holding herself but following in the same direction as they sought their much needed relief.
    “Well, I think that went well. Don’t you think.” A familiar voice sounded behind them. The dean of their University coming out of one of the audience doors. She must have snuck in unnoticed near the end.
    “Yes mam” Julia said, pressing her legs together tightly and trying to put on a professional demeanour.
    “Im sorry, I…” Summer started
    “I’ve got some people I would like you to meet” Mrs Johnson said ignoring the pleas of Summer and the obvious shows of absolute desperation all three were putting on.
    “I…” Summer tried again.
    “Right this way, they are the leads on the Darrius project that…Aren’t you coming?” She asked clearly annoyed.
    “Bu…hu…hu” Vanessa stammered, her eyes fluttering and going into the back of her head for a moment. Her entire body shaking as she stood there, half stooped as her absolutely enormous bladder forced her to stand with an unnatural stance. Taking another longing look at the bathroom and then back at the unimpressed dean of her University she shook again before turning to follow.
    “I…” Summer said, her tone of voice several octaves higher as she pitched one thigh into the other before relenting and following. Her knees knocking as she walked and causing her white skirt to flutter.
    “These are Kim and Tony” she said indicating to a pair of casually dressed twins, the two women smiling at them.
    “I would like to introduce some of our top students” She said the two groups exchanging awkward handshakes.
    As they talked Eloise could see Summers nervous glances towards the bathroom, her knees continuing to hit into each other as she stood still, trying her best to listen to the apparently important women. Vanessa however could not have looked more zoned out, her matted hair sticking to her sweaty face as she continued to groan quietly, swallowing hard and teetering slightly where she stood. Her condition getting more than a fair share of concerned glances from the pair of women she was being introduced too. Yet they said and did nothing to help her. Julia was doing most of the talking, her stocking clad legs gently rasping against each other, the noise of the nylon just audible over the idle chit chat going on in the room.
    “Anyway, we need to go and find Thomas Elder. We said we would meet up with him after.” The pair of women said as if they all knew him, taking a last glance at Vanessa the pair departed.
    As soon as their backs were turned the three desperate women all took a step towards the bathroom before they were cut off once again. Fate cruelly playing them off against relief and professional and academic standings.
    “Who else can I introduce you too.” Mrs Johnson considered for a moment, glancing around the room.
    “I think” “I need” Julia and Summer spoke up at the same time. Desperate to find a way of the situation without offending their school dean.
    “Ah Julian, I would like you to meet some of our top students.” Mrs Johnson said, ignoring their plight once again.
    “Mrs Johnson” Summer whimpered, her own movements stopping as she clenched her muscles tightly. Her hands turning into tight fists by her sides as she grimaced, almost pulsing where she stood.
    “Right then Summer, Julia, Vanessa. I would like you too….”
    “Uhhhhh!” A shout filled the room, cutting the deans introductions off moments before a loud splattering noise erupted from beneath Summer as she doubled over in pain.
    Beside Eloise a waterfall of piss was falling between summers slender legs, her white knee-high socks instantly wet and turning slightly yellow. Pee racing down her thighs, spiralling down her now still legs, rivulets forking off in many directions as the forceful spray continued. More streams fell from her supple skin, flushed red by the constant movement throughout the last hour as she had tried to fight this. But here Summer stood, meters from a bathroom uncontrollably wetting herself while surrounded by some of the most important people in her industry.
    “Im sorry” She sobbed at the dean of her school who looked on gobsmacked. Her mouth hanging open but eyes strangely sparkling as Eloise looked into them. Her fascination with what was going on in front of her matched by the dean and all but confirming her thoughts about the diuretic she had given to them all.  
    “I…”the Dean stuttered. “Im sorry, I didn’t realise.” She tried to lie.
    The downpour between Summers legs capturing her attention as she watched on, summers hands covering her face as she continued to shake. Her inflated bladder slowly receding as its contents were nosily spilled onto the floor beneath her.
    As the accident slowed down the Dean seemed to come to her senses, beckoning over the woman that had met them. Having a word in her ear it seemed they were having some sort of urgent conversation.
    “Im sorry girls, I will have you taken home now.” The dean announced.
    “But…” Julia started, her own legs bending and crossing as Summers accident expedited the desperation she felt.
    “The car will take you back to the university.” She said before turning around and leaving the four of them. Their guide ushering them out to the car park once more before they could protest. Julia’s neck craning round as she tried to get one last look at the toilets. But once again she and the others were bundled into the back of the car, the woman having a word with the driver before they set off back to the university.
     
    Sitting quietly the group of them simply stared out at the passing countryside. The groans and grunts of Vanessa somehow blending into the background. The uttered tones now so common place to hear over the last day or two that even Eloise was taking less notice of them. Opposite her Julia was staring out the window, her hand clutching the edge of her emerald skirt as her black stockings bounced up and down.
    Summer was clearly humiliated once more, the latest wetting in the middle of the event far worse than even the one in the gym. Resting her head against the headrest she was simply staring at the floor, her cheeks still red and tears forming in the corners of her eyes which she would occasionally wipe away.
    Looking out the window Eloise watched the scenery go by for some time, until she saw a sign for the nearby city. Why were they heading towards it, it was in the opposite direction to the University? Looking at her friends it seemed none of them had noticed, Vanessa and Julia to desperate while Summer was seemingly in her own head.
    “Where are we headed?” She asked the driver loudly, Julia and Summer looking up.
    “To the University” her replied
    “Isn’t it the other way?” Eloise asked.
    Taking a moment to press some buttons on the Satnav the driver was clearly checking something.
    “Im sorry, I must have put in the wrong address. I will take the next off ramp and correct” He said, but surely he would have had the correct code in considering he picked them up there. Didn’t he work for the university, how could he get it wrong she wondered. Checking her watch they had been driving for almost 45 minutes the wrong direction, turning their hour drive into two and a half if he found an off ramp soon.
    Opposite her Julia was biting her bottom lip, a look of dire concern on her face. Breathing rapidly through her nose only her legs moved faster, her legs running on the spot as her stockings rubbed against each other so fast Eloise was starting to worry about Julia starting a fire in the back of the car.
    “Oh god, oh god, oh no, no, no , no , no” She muttered constantly for the next 30 minutes as she sat there, ashen faced. Her display of desperation far more acted than when she had lost it in the library. Although in that case Julia had something to occupy her mind, while right now all she must have been thinking about was her need to pee. A fact that ultimately proved fatal as she went wide eyed, her head looking up and catching Eloise’s.
    “You have to stop the car” She said with some urgency.
    “Im sorry mam, we are on the motorway I cant just pull over.” The driver responded as Julia uncrossed and recrossed her legs even tighter for a moment. Her balled up fists pressing into her crotch as she wiggled in her seat.
    “But I…Oooohhhh” Julia whimpered, her face contorting into a look of discomfort as she screwed her eyes closed.  
    “Mmm” Julia whimpered again, her legs pressing into each other even tighter on the leather seats. But it was no use, for the second time that week she was starting to wet herself. The noise of the engine and wheels covering up the faint hiss of her accident but sitting opposite her, it was impossible for Eloise to miss the river of clear liquid rolling down from her chair. A puddle spreading out in the back of the seat before rushing off the waterproof seats and pooling on the floor. As pee cascaded down from the leather seats the unmistakable smell of fresh urine filled the car as another of the group lost control of her bladder.
    But she was still fighting, Julia’s hands still pressing deeply in her crotch as she tried to stem the tide but it was no use, her frantic leg movements becoming slower and slower until they stopped completely. Her legs pressed together as her bladder continued to empty, her shoulders sagging and eyes looking down as she sobbed gently. She had lost control of her bladder once again, she was supposed to be one of the top holders and yet here she was, pissing herself in a car. The only positive was that she wasn’t alone, Summers clothes still drying from her own accident.
    Next to her Vanessa somehow seemed oblivious of what was going on, her desperate brain detached from all reality as it had been for most of the day. One hand gripping between her double-crossed legs, the other slowly rubbing her bladder in small circular motions that seemed to be barely touching her skin. Any and all additional pressure causing her excruciating pain, her skin pulled as taught as possible and threatening to pop at any moment.
    Where ever Vanessa had gone too, the plain of existence somehow let her maintain her control all the way back to the university. Her rounded bladder bulging even more monstrously as she managed to outhold two of the top bladders not once but twice, the volume of pee inside her incomprehensible.
    Opening the door the evening had turned dark, the sun just about setting behind the large campus building. Stepping out Eloise was surprised to see the Dean stood waiting for them, had she planned all this?
    “Im sorry about what happened earlier.” She said, her eyes glued to watching Vanessa get out of the car behind her. Not an easy task given her current predicament, a constant moan punctuated by heavy breathing escaping her as her whole body heaved up and down. Her eyes returning back to the present and going wide as if she truly had been having an outer body experience.
    “Please, follow me.” The dean said, walking back towards the door to her office they had come out of earlier.
    Sitting down in the chairs the stains and patterns of Julia’s and Summers wet clothes still visible despite them drying. The pair sullen but trying to be respectful as they sat in the office. Next to them Vanessa was even more of a mess than she had been in the morning, unable to hide her desperation at all now she had returned to her body.
    Whimpering softly she fidgeted madly, her knees bouncing as she double crossed her legs and supported her bloated bladder with her hands.
    “Now I wanted to apologise for what happened and make sure you know that it wont be held against you in anyway.”
    “I…thank you” Summer said, although she hadn’t thought it would be.
    “I think that despite it you all made a positive impression on the visitors and I think that…”
    “Please let me use the bathroom, I’ve never needed to go this badly in my life. I was about to explode 8 hours ago and since then I’ve drunk so much, I just cant.” Vanessa uttered at break neck speed, the urgency clear in her voice as she all but exploded on the spot.
    “Vanessa! I understand your position, but that is not how you should speak to me or how someone of your stature shouldn’t be talking. We pride ourselves on control at this university and the event tonight should have been reserved for just the graduates of other years. But given your track record I thought you would make the most of it but clearly, I was mistaken.” The dean shot back, surprised at the lack of decorum from her top student.
    “Im…Im sorry mam, but im about to wet myself in your office if you don’t let me go…please!” she begged with tears rolling down her cheeks. Finally, at her wits end she was truly begging for more than just her dignity, forks of pain wracking her body every second. The pulses increasing in ferocity as she kept her bladder shut away and forced to expand even more.
    “Well, I never” The dean replied.
    “Im so full” Vanessa reiterated, her bulging body creaking under the weight of her bladder’s contents. The fraying of her leggings not the only thing that was starting to be destroyed by it.
    “Vanessa, you are top of your class and have been since first year. I am sure that you can hold on long enough to finish this conversation.” The dean said calmly.
    Groaning loudly Vanessa plunged her fists between her legs, “Please!” she pleaded, her eyes watering as she locked her legs together in a death grip.
    “Fine, if you must.” The chancellor waved her away dismissively
    But it was already too late, Eloise had seen the first burst of wetness moments ago. She hadn’t been kidding when she said she was about to lose it and now as Vanessa groaned, her bladders contents exploded out of her with tremendous force. A torrent of liquid pushing past her clenched hands and spraying around them noisily in all directions. The deafening patter of her instantaneous and sudden loss of control sounding around the room like a tropical rainstorm as Vanessa let out another guttural yell. Her whole body shaking and quivering as if possessed, her bladder overwhelming everything else in her body as fireworks of conflicting signals erupted all over her abdomen. Her muscles still contracting and forcing themselves inwards while her crotch seemingly imploded in wetness. Thick streams erupted in all directions, the heavily pressurised streams falling almost a meter away from her in some cases as the others stood up to avoid being drenched in their friends monumental accident. Her mammoth bladder threatening to flood the room if it kept up.
    A river of steaming piss was running down both her legs at breakneck pace, her absolutely drenched leggings unable to stop any liquid having already absorbed as much as they could. Not a squire inch was spared as they darkened, her pee hissing loudly through them as it continued to erupt out of her at some pace. The force causing it to shoot through the crotch of her seemingly thick clothes, the barriers of her underwear and trousers no match for the pressure build-up that had been torturing the groaning woman for almost two weeks.
    Vanessa had pushed herself to the edge and then some, past any limits Eloise or anyone thought possible. 11 days of not skimping on drinking but including nights out, a full bladdered exam and seemingly a dose of some pretty strong diuretics if Eloise’s hunch was right. Putting her hands on the desk Vanessa groaned loudly again as she let her bladder hang freely beneath her, rivers of piss escaping from her in all directions and spreading for meters across the floor.
    Eloise couldn’t think of anything, her brain completely empty of anything but the images of the show being played out in front of her. The largest bladdered woman she had ever seen, or possibly there had ever been was still peeing fiercely in the dean’s office. A puddle of unfathomable size spreading out of her as the drum beat of her accident continued, backed up by a percussive hiss and vocal groans. Her bladder and abdominal muscles stretched to their limits and finally gaining control as they forced the ocean of pee she had been holding out of her.
    For almost five minutes the group watched in a silent awe of Vanessa's accident, almost the entire wooden floor was coated in her pee. It was by far the most anyone had ever seen anyone hold, even the dean was looking on with a faint impressed look. But as she looked up and caught Eloise watching her, her demeanour changed instantly. A scowl now on her face she crossed her arms, staring intently at the woman who had just drowned her office in piss.
    “Well then, we will continue this another time then. Now if you are quite finished I think you should leave my office.” She said, her toes splashing in the puddle that had run under her desk.
    “I…” Vanessa uttered, her mind filled with a tired and euphoric cloud. Silently the group left, unspeaking about what had just happened. But while they may never speak of it again, there was no way Eloise was going to forget what she had just seen. It was a sight that would visit her in her dreams over and over again, the first week at university more than meeting her expectations.
     
    Back in her office the dean stood with her arms crossed, looking down at the enormous puddle she let herself have a curt smile at her handywork. Flipping open her phone she quickly dialled in a number.
    “Well?” She said expectantly.
    “I…I have never…she broke your record Mam.”
    “She broke my record?”
    “Yes Mam.” The voice repeated.
    Smiling to herself the dean hung up. Taking a deep breath she picked up the red phone on her desk. The same one that she had been nervous to answer.
    “Chancellor, we’ve got them.”
    A moment of silence filled the room, before a soft murmur came through the other end of the phone.
    Yes sir, she broke my record. The summer internationals are ours this year.”
    Another murmur came through, seemingly impressed sounding.
    “Thank you sir, Yes I will keep you updated on their progress.”
    Hanging up the phone she sat back in her chair, relaxing and feeling happy as the contents of Vanessa's tortured bladder continued to spread around the room. She had done her job.
     
    The end...for now?
     
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    Once again thank you to everyone who read, commented and upvoted this story, it really means a lot to know people are enjoying the story!
    Unfortunately this is the end for now.
     
    Since someone asked 😛 I do have some ideas about where I could take this story and even have half of another chapter written as a kind of Epilogue, it does answer a few of your questions / explain a bit more about how the school works / came to be the way it did. But I have been having a bit of trouble making it entertaining enough for its own chapter. But watch this space.
    The watch isn't magic although that is an interesting thought, simply far more intrusive than indicated by the dean. I have an explanation of why / how they came to be a thing in the afore mentioned unreleased chapter, so I wont explain here in case I manage to finish writing the next chapter. The dreams were more apparitions of the internal struggle between her enjoying it, doing the right thing and also trying to be "normal". But if its something you are interested in I have half a story written about something along those lines. 
    Sadly while there is scope and some ideas floating around for a continuation, It probably wont be for a while. This story took me close to 3 months to write and release, and I haven't even started to fully flesh out the next parts if there will be some. But given by how well this seems to have gone down, I will definitely think about it. Although I have a steadily growing list of stories on my "to do" list. Including one that I started about 6 months ago but keep getting distracted from. So I might have a play with that one first.
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    Chapter 7: Fit to burst.  
    A loud ring filled the office, the telephone only connecting to one other just like it. The woman’s hand waivered over it for a moment, she knew who this was.
    “Hello sir” She answered.
    “Hello, I assume you know why I am phoning.”
    “Is it about my tests sir”
    “Yes... I might have given you free reign over that school to run as you see fit, but you can not just cancel classes to fulfil your own experiments.”
    “I understand sir, but if I may, you asked me to bring this establishment back to its former glory.”
    “I did and I understand why you are performing these tests. But it is my and the boards wish that you do not compromise on the academic side. We are an educational establishment after all.”
    “Yes sir I understand.”
    “Good, so classes will resume?”
    “Yes sir, I will arrange for them to start again.”
    “Good” He finished before quickly hanging up.
    Placing her phone back on the receiver she slammed her fist into the table in frustration. A knock on the door making her look up as her assistant walked into the room.
    “What is it!”
    “Mam, we have her.”
    “The last one? I thought there were 3 left?”
    “That was true yesterday morning, since then two more have finished the trial. Both record lengths and volumes for them and any other students.”
    “Good, what about the Iron house holder who lost it early. With the new data where does she finish.”
    “Despite losing it early, she was in the top 5 for volume” The woman said sliding across a portfolio to the desk.
    “Interesting” picking up the portfolio the woman in the high back chair began browsing it. “Do you think she could hold more if given more time to acclimatise to her hold?”
    “I do mam, in fact I think the signs are she could be one of the top 3 students.”
    “Interesting” she said again.
    “Do you want me to keep monitoring them throughout the year?”
    “Yes, I think we should keep a close eye on them. They are some of the best I have ever seen.”
    “What about the remaining participant?”
    “I’ll handle her personally.”
    Standing in the kitchen the following morning Eloise found herself alone despite not getting up particularly early. The silent house barely creaking as if the structure itself was aware of the fragile heads its occupants must have. After returning with more beer the drinking had seemingly intensified, with a few drunken comments being made about Kays accident. Most of it had been cleared up by the two of them by the time they had walked through the door. But the mop and bucket, kays flat stomach and her completely drenched clothes cluing in the others instantly. Her wet clothes joining Allies and summers in a pile next to the washing machine. The previous load Julia had put in with her own pee stained clothes still going around, the chain of accidents her household had suffered backing up the machine loads. The best holders in the university succumbing to the most basic of needs slowly but surely. Now there was just one, Vanessa was the final one of them maintaining dominion on her bladder. But judging by her frantic display last night Eloise wasn’t sure how much longer even the iron bladdered athlete could manage. 
    But to her surprise it was Vanessa that woke first, and even more surprising was what she was wearing. Walking into the kitchen it was Vanessas bloated bladder that came into vision first, the hulking mass passing through the doorframe before any other part of her housemate. Its quivering form now ruthlessly confined within an extremely tight pair of leggings, the elasticated material going white in some areas as the pink pigment was being pulled apart. A similar tank top barely fit over the top of her bladder, somehow pushing up her breasts even further as the already supportive material was pushed further up by her expanded abdomen.
    “Morn…Morning” Vanessa groaned, outstretching her hand to the tap and steadying herself for a moment before filling up her water bottle.
    “Mu, Morning” Eloise stuttered, watching Vanessas legs jiggle beneath her as the rush of the water came from the tap. Her face flustered and already sweating profusely, her skin shinny and pale.
    “Are you going for a run?” Eloise asked incredulously.
    “Yep” Vanessa added, grimacing as she wrenched the tap closed. Hoping that she could just do the same with her own bladder.
    Eloise could feel her throat going dry, how could she possibly survive her run. She looked and sounded about ready to explode, although she had sounded that for over two days. Perhaps her bladder was limitless?
    “You got plans?”
    “Oh, I still need to take some photos for the society.” Eloise replied. She had been meaning to head out early this morning to get some silhouettes in the morning sunrise. But lasts night party and the now empty bottle of brandy had seen that idea off.
    “You should go up on Lindon’s Hill, just behind the shopping area. Get some good views up there.” Vanessa suggested.
    “Sure, thanks!” Eloise said. “You heading out now?”
    “Yes.”
    “Cool, well I guess I will join you. At least for the first 100 meters.” Eloise said grabbing her bag that she had under the table.
    “I…ok” Vanessa said slightly nervously.
    Leaving the house they quicky said their goodbyes as Vanessa put in her earphones and began to slowly and laboured jog up the road. Each footfall causing her to groan loudly and make Eloise wonder why she was torturing herself like this. The enormity of the task at hand, each footfall shaking her bladder visibly. She could barely think of what horrible pains and pulses were racing around Vanessa now.
    Unable to look away she watched the pregnant looking woman awkwardly jog up the hill, huffing and puffing as she went. The ordinarily athletic and sprightly woman taking her time and moving at a similar pace to Eloise who watched on with interest. Almost walking into the road to maximise her time viewing her desperate friend.
    Walking to the hill Vanessa had suggested she tried to shake the thoughts and visions of Vanessa losing control in her running gear from her mind. But it seemed that no matter how hard she tried, the last few days had completely destroyed her ability to concentrate on anything else. Even as she snapped shot after shot around the campus, she found herself trying to find a way of intercepting Vanessa to spend more time together. Her friends run usually taking about an hour and going past the coffee shop on her way home. Would she stop for one even in her current condition, if she did she wanted to be there.
    Reaching the courtyard, she began to photograph the goings on of university life while keeping an eye open for her friend. After an hour and 20 minutes she was starting to give up hope, the desperate woman clearly too smart and full to add a coffee to the litres of consumed liquid. But then, just as she was giving up home a slow-moving Vanessa rounded the corner of one of the buildings. Her hand resting on her giant bladder as she walked towards her.
    Giving a friendly wave she got a half-hearted one from Vanessa who really seemed to be suffering now. The run clearly not a good idea, although she had thought that before the heavily ladened woman took off.
    “Hey, I’m just about done. Want a coffee?” Eloise offered.
    “ooh, I…” Vanessa panted, her bladder heaving where she stood.
    “I’m buying don’t worry. I owe you after that tip about the hill, it really is lovely up there.”
    “I…sure” the darkhaired woman smiled, her lips quivering slightly as she accepted the offer of a coffee despite knowing all too well it was a bad idea.
    Trying to contain her own excitement Eloise opened the door following Vanessa in. Walking in she was for some reason expecting to see Summer behind the counter, despite the fact she knew that she wasn’t working today.
    “What do you fancy?”
    “I’ll just have an Americano”
    “Sure thing.” Eloise said cheerily as she walked up to order. “Hi can I have two Americano’s please”. She wasn’t a coffee drinker but she could feel the tiredness for last night still taking its toll so maybe this would help.
    “Sure thing, are they to go?” The yong woman behind the counter asked.
    “Yes please.”
    “What size do you want, we have an offer on at the moment where a Venti is the same price as the tall.”
    Eloise knew she should say no, she knew it was the right thing to do. But at the same time there it was, the voice in the back of her head telling her to do it. After all Vanessa could choose not to drink it all if she wanted, all she was doing was buying her friend a gift. How much of that gift she used was up to her.
    “Sure thing, can I get an extra shot in each in that case.” Eloise said, the voice winning out.
    Walking back over a few moments later she could already see the trepidation on Vanessas face as she saw the size of her coffee.
    “We were lucky, they had a promotion on.” Eloise said handing her the coffee.
    “Um…thanks” Vanessa smiled weakly as she sipped her coffee to show her appreciation.
    The walk back to the house was pretty slow, now with one hand holding her coffee Vanessa was forced to move more slowly, her laboured steps more awkward and conscious decisions. The movement that comes unconsciously to everyone past the ages of about 2 now like solving a riddle for her. Each step separating her legs and momentarily opening her defences, her muscles straining for control as she ordered them to perform the same movement over and over again as they walked slowly along.
    Approaching their house they could see two figures slowly walking towards them. It seemed like Zara and Summer had finally woken up.
    “Hey guys, we are heading out for some lunch. You two should totally join us!” Summer said enthusiastically, apparently fine despite the nights drinking. She had polished off far more bottles than Zara but it was the slim gymnast that looked to be the worse off for it. Her slightly bedraggled hair and dark rings under her eyes typical of a hangover.
    “Yeah sure that would be nice. Im sure you have worked up an appetite after your run.” Eloise said, taking charge of the situation and trying to give her a reason to spend more time with her again.
    “I….” Vanessa started.
    “Where are you going?” Eloise asked
    “Just to the dog and bone for some greasy food to fight this hangover.” Zara said groggily.
    “Sure sounds good.” Eloise answered and soon the group were moving off together, vanessa just a pace behind them as she did her best to follow at the same pace.
     
    “No outside drinks sorry.” The man behind the counter said as they walked in. Elloise and Vanessa still holding their coffee cups.
    “Sorry” Eloise said, finishing off hers and holding out a hand for Vanessas. Expecting her to hand it over so they could put them in the bin. But it seemed Vanessa still had some reserves of confidence as she drained the last few mouthfuls and then handed Eloise an empty cup.
    Chucking them in the nearby bin the found themselves a large table, Vanessa groaning loudly as she sat. A number of the other patrons looking at her as she did so, her restrictive running clothes now cutting even deeper into her flesh and applying more pressure as she bent over in her seat. The absolutely massive bulge pressing into the table from the unmoving benches present in the booth they had chosen. Her bladder now so large the ordinarily thin woman barely fit into the pubs seating.
    “I’ll order if everyone knows what they want?”
    “Cooked breakfast, large.” Zara said, gently resting the cold glass vinegar bottle against her temple.
    “Same” Eloise added, she wasn’t too hungry but she had always loved it when her dad had made them back home.
    “Sounds good” Vanessa said breathlessly, her nostrils flaring as she breathed heavily even when sat down.
    “That makes it easier, any drinks?” Summer asked, standing up and taking a note of the table number. Eloise shook her head, the tea it came with more than enough for her, while the others opted for a large orange juice each.
    Remarkably quickly the table was covered in the three meat and one vegan breakfasts. The large plates surrounded by four large pots of tea and 3 orange juices. Vanessas face a picture of concern as the tea was unloaded, apparently, she had forgotten about them when she had placed the order for another drink and was regretting it.
    Due to the night of drinking it seemed Summer and Zara really had just come out to eat. Neither of them wasting a second before digging into their mountains of food. Conversation put on hold as everyone ate at surprising speed. Except for Vanessa who had started out using both hands but had to quickly abandon that plan. Instead her left hand was pressing deeply into her crotch while she used her fork in her right. Turning it on its side to cut through her food instead of using the knife and releasing her grip on her crotch. Soft moans constantly escaping her mouth as she sat there, writhing with desperation. The pot of hot tea and pint of orange juice looking like they were going down as nails. The liquid flowing into her already at capacity body with a grimace and flinch with each mouthful. 
     Soon the plates were empty once again, the remnants of beans and tomato sauce mopped up with the slices of toast as they all sat back satisfied. It seemed that even for a moment Vanessa had forgotten her need slightly, leaning back but yelping as she accidently pushed her bladder upwards and into one of the sharp edges of the table struts. Both hands instantly flying between her legs as new external pain joined in with the bolts of it shooting through her insides.
    Knowing looks passed between the others as they all knew what she was feeling, many of them having gone through the same thing this week. Although none had lasted this long or looked anywhere as full, only Lucy had such a round bulge as Vanessa was sporting right now.
    “I think I need a lie down” Vanessa stuttered, the joke coming out as more of a plea for help. But the others could agree with her, the food sitting heavily in their stomachs and making even summer feel lethargic. But draining the last from their teapots the group made a move, Eloise quickly learning that she didn’t need to tip here unlike some of the other countries she had lived in.
     
    “Ughh, I think I will join you in that lie down.” Zara said, stretching as she kicked off her shoes arriving back at home.
    “What are you on about, we should probably leave soon.” Kay said, her head poking out of her room.
    “For what?” Eloise asked.
    “Don’t tell me you all forgot, it’s the back to the future marathon at the cinema.” Kay said, her arms folding across her chest.
    “Im sorry, im not sure im feeling up to it” Vanessa said, her lips pursing and swallowing hard.
    “No, no one is backing out, ive already got you all tickets since you all agreed!” She said, seemingly standing taller to be more authoritative.
    “But I…” Vanessa
    “Ah, ah, ah. Get your shoes, the rest of us are ready.”
    Feeling her bladder already filling after the mornings drinks Eloise knew she should use her toilet now. But with the rest of them standing outside her room in the coridoor she felt uncomfortably awkward in doing so. But even as she tried to put it to the back of her mind she couldn’t manage it.
    “I’ll be right back, need to put my stuff away.” She said, her cheeks blushing a little.
    Walking into her room she closed the door behind her, still worried they would be able to hear it. Looking around she grabbed the duvet off her bed and put it near the gap under the door, her paranoid mind taking over and hoping it would block some of the sound for some reason. Closing the second bathroom door behind her she was about to sit when she realised they might hear the stream hitting the water. Shivering slightly as her bare skin made contact with the cold toilet she positioned herself at and angle and did her best to release her stream in a controlled, slow and quiet manner. Her muscles burning slightly as she forced them to remain partially closed. But after a few seconds the seemed to get the idea and a surprisingly long stream left her for almost a minute, making her doubly glad she had decided to go now.
    “Alright guys, im ready to go” Eloise said happily, feeling much more relaxed and happy to see none of them seemed to have noticed anything.
     
    The line for the small theatre was massive, the weekends showings completely sold out to the students who had nothing better to do since classes were cancelled. Standing in line Eloise couldn’t keep her eyes of Vanessa as she visibly pulsed where she stood. Her upper torso dancing to unheard music as she crossed, uncrossed and crossed her legs again and again. 30 minutes later they had made it into the building, the group making small talk while they waited. But all eyes including Eloise’s and several of the bystanders were watching the obviously desperate woman in their group.
    “You get the tickets ill get the snacks”, Eloise offered, conscious of the time they had to get into the theatre before the film started. 
    “Ill join you and help carry them.” Kay said with Allie following as well.
    “Everyone ok with coke?” Eloise asked as she turned towards the confectionary counters and getting nods of approval, she headed in.
    “How can I help?” The teenage girl behind the counter asked, looking already exhausted after the mid-day rush.
    “Yeah sure can I get 8…” Eloise said before realising that she hadn’t actually thought of what to get. Looking up she quickly browsed the stall, her eyes lighting up when she spotted the back to the future deal.
    “8 Back to the future combo’s” she finished, the woman totalling it up the bill and handing over the novelty Doc Brown collectable glasses. Next came the 8 large popcorn’s and then finally the 8 giant cups, each holding well over a liquid at 32 oz.
    “Don’t you think those are a little big?” Allie pointed out.
    “I mean its three films that’s like 6 hours right?” Eloise explained as she grabbed a couple of each of the combos, her arms full.
    “Good point, probably save us in the long run!” Allie and Kay agreed enthusiastically, grabbing the rest and carrying them back to the group.
    “These should see us through” Allie said half jokingly as she lumped the supplies into each of the others hands.
    “And here is yours” kay said as she pressed the extra-large drink into Vanessa’s hands, the colour seeming to fall out of her face as she accepted it. Her brain wavering and telling her to say something, but her mouth opened with no words escaping it. Her other hand that was between her legs forced to leave the warm recesses of her quivering crotch and grab the popcorn.
    Handing over their tickets the group sided into their row of seats, Vanessa grunting with each sideways step that caused her legs to separate more than they had in days. Taking her seat she let out a longer moan, her giant bladder troubling her greatly as it overflowed her body and now spilled onto her lap. The slightly angled seats amplifying her stature as they forced her to lean forwards slightly.
    Settling into their seats they had arrived just in time, the lights dimming and the first advert starting. It had been a while since Eloise had seen a movie in a theatre and she found herself far more excited than she had thought she would. Unable to stop smiling as the Universal pictures’ logo appeared, sipping from her drink she sat back and was ready to enjoy the film.
    97 minutes later the lights came back up, the first film just as good as they had all remembered. There had been some films that watching them back hadn’t lived up to her childhood memories but this was not one of them. Grabbing the large drink she sipped from the straw, realising that as she only got air she had somehow finished it all. Although given the fact the large cups didn’t fit in the holders and she had been forced to hold it the entire film it was no surprise. But what was a surprise was that it appeared Vanessa and all of the others had too. The lights showing through the thin carboard and revealing a tiny amount left in each of the cups. The volume of liquid already filling her bladder quickly, she could only imagine the impact it must have been having on the still holding Vanessa given she was clearly already at her limit.
    “Oh man, I love that film!” Kay said excitedly, her love of movies really coming through as she seemed to be in her element.  “But I think I might need a refill” she added, shaking her cup.
    “How have you eaten all the popcorn?” Summer joked, the sticky container resting on the ground now there was nothing in it to risk being kicked over.
    “What, I was hungry” Kay defended herself. “But it has made me really thirsty.” She said standing.
    Eloise knew this was her moment, the angel and devil in her minds battling over it once again as she contemplated getting Vanessa another of the large drinks. She was enthralled, fascinated by the sheer force of will and holding capabilities of her housemate. How could one personal hold so much, would she be able to hold anything close to her by the end of her time at university, how much more could Vanessa take? A million questions raced around her mind once again, but this time she could feel the devil winning as she strived to find an answer. Just as it had forced her hand and not told Lucy about her drink being dosed, the familiar feeling came over her, almost giddy with excitement.
    “They are free refills for the whole day. Why don’t we go and get everyone a refill before the next film starts in 10 minutes.” Eloise said, standing slightly to quickly.
    Grabbing the now empty cups from her friends she could see the reluctance in the eyes of Vanessa, she could clearly handle no more. She was full, completely and absolutely full, and yet with a shaky hand she held up her cup to be refilled. Unable to refuse the drink for her pride, confidence or some other reason.
    But as Eloise replaced it a few minutes later with another full cup both knew this could be the end for her. The quiet moans and pulsing of her body now constant and torturous for the sweating woman. The only saving grace in the warm theatre the fact she was still wearing her tight spandex but moisture wicking clothes. They had gotten more than a few looks from people in the lobby, many in their back to the future costumes. But it was unsurprising given how she was acting, thankfully her moans and whimpers didn’t seem to be distracting those around them.
    However, it was not Vanessa’s bladder troubles that were starting to worry Eloise as the second film started. It was her own, even in the short time since the movie had ended her need seemed to be going up at a breakneck pace. The large caffeinated drink flowing through her stomach and filling her bladder at a worrying pace. By the halfway point she couldn’t help but jostle her tightly crossed legs as the pressure within her bladder increased in leaps and bounds, the second large drink half finished and now sitting on the floor as to not tempt her.
    Glad for the dark surrounding she pressed a hand between her legs, glad for the extra support but she was really starting to worry now. Digging her nails into the arm rest she felt her bladder cramp inside her, a combination of the fizzy drinks and sheer quantity increasing the discomfort she was feeling. While in other days she had been pushing herself, the desire to increase her capabilities of holding strong. As she eyed the half empty cup resting next to her fidgeting feet she already knew that she had drunk too much to be able to hold this amount. She had to pee, and she had to pee soon.
    Sitting their restlessly she tried to hold out for the end of the film, but 5 minutes was all it took for her desperation to go from an uncomfortable 8 to a desperate 9. The Coke surging into her bladder that now ached terribly. She couldn’t hold it, she had to get to a bathroom now!
    Standing gingerly she felt the weight of her bladder shift uncomfortably inside her, a spasm of her muscles causing her thighs to slam together as she felt her muscles tremble. Excusing herself she shuffled out, ignoring the weird looks from her friends. Slowly walking out into the lobby she could feel the seconds of control she had left slipping, making her increase her pace as the true urgency of the situation made itself known.
    Power walking she thrust a hand between her legs as she walked through campus towards her one salvation, the house. Red faced she couldn’t help but blush as she gripped herself through her trousers. Pausing for a moment she doubled over, waiting for the crossing to turn green and allow her to pass. Marching on the spot she contemplated just making a run for it, but thankfully she noticed it start to turn and the cars stopping. Their occupants watching her desperate dash across the road with renewed speed, almost running at this point as she felt her whole body shaking with need. Each step sending shockwaves through her bloated bladder, filled so tightly with coke. The method of her fascination with pushing Vanessa to her limits coming back to bite her, why did she have to drink so much as well! In a way she couldn’t help but feel she in some way deserved this, but she wasn’t about to give in now.
    Rounding the corner next to the house she felt her muscles give up for just a moment, stopping where she stood, she clenched all her muscles rhythmically. A deep burning sensation between her legs making her unsure if she had leaked or it was just her muscles. Either way she couldn’t just stand here, so once again she began but this time she did run.
    Half sprinting she could feel each layer of her defences peeling back like a high security vault, but she knew she was done for either way. Grabbing the door handle it clicked loudly as she barged it open, sliding on the mat she felt a distinct wetness between her legs for a just a moment.
    Throwing herself through her room she all but launched herself into the bathroom, her trousers around her ankles before she had even crossed the threshold of the small room. Pivoting in a half crouch she could already feel her body starting to release, but with not a moment to spare she landed safely on the toilet. A sudden burst of piss erupting out of her, the relief causing her toes to curl in her shoes as she moaned loudly. Her pent-up pee shooting noisily into the bowl as she breathed heavily, it had been close…to close.
    Looking down she could see a distinct wet patch on the crotch of her pink panties, she had made it but only by a matter of seconds. Luckily as she inspected her jeans it seemed they had remained dry, just about.
    Finishing her pee Eloise couldn’t help but sit there, relaxed and enjoying the sensation of being empty. But at the same time, her mind went back to Vanessa and imagining what she must be going through. Taking off her shoes she quickly undressed, changing her damp underwear that she ashamedly balled up and threw in the bottom of her laundry hamper. Grabbing a new pair she vouched not to let it get to that state again and began to make her way back up to the cinema, hoping to be back in time for the third film.
    Sliding back into their row of seats she had arrived at the interval, the lights were back up and she could see the room. While it made getting to her seat easier it did mean it was all but impossible to sneak back to her seat.
    “Everything alright?” Summer asked, as she stood to let her past.
    “Yeah sorry, forgot my mum was going to call me.” Eloise lied, hoping her blushing cheeks were not a dead give away. But it seemed that she had accepted the explanation as she continued moving down the line.
    Sighing as she sat back in her chair she certainly felt much more relaxed, the dance with her accident tiring her out a surprising amount. But hearing a loud groan from her left a shot of adrenaline seemed to surge through her body as she looked over towards Vanessa expectantly.
    “You ok?” Allie asked, the last deep groan sounding far more desperate than the last.
    “I…think I might head back guys.” Vanessa said, her eyes fluttering a little.
    “Come on its just one more film.” Kay said indignantly.
    “Im just a little hungry” Vanessa said, smiling awkwardly.
    “Why don’t we go out as a house for dinner afterwards? That pub we went too had some nice looking options.” Zara suggested.
    Vanessa looked at the others for a moment, the torment of more holding clearly playing on her mind. She was stuck between a rock and a wet place at this point, pursing her lips she nodded reluctantly.
    “But I am going to get a refill of popcorn, I’ll go get us all some more drinks too.” Allie said, standing and waving Kay to come with her to help.
    “Pass your cups down.” Kay said, holding out her hand.
    “Its ok, I still have some of mine since I left” Eloise said, happy to be out of another round of the giant drinks.
    “Ok, Vanessa?” Kay said looking at the woman next to her.
    “I….” Vanessa said breathlessly as she tried to come up with an excuse.
    “Oh never mind, its right here.” Kay said, picking up the empty cup from next to Vanessas pretzeled legs. “Be right back.”
    Throughout the next film Eloise could hear something over the loud base filled audio coming from the speakers. An insistent heavy breathing from her left intermingled with increasingly frequent groans was a little distracting to say the least. Unable to focus on the film she was constantly stealing glances at her housemate as the battle within Vanessa seemed to intensify. The once again empty drink laying on its side but allowing one of her hands to grip between her legs as the other held onto the seat ahead of her. Unlike everyone else that was relaxed and leaning back it seemed she had chosen to lean forwards, her hand bracing herself against the row Infront as she pulsed, rocked and bobbed in her seat. But despite her outward appearance she held on, making it through the third film.
    “Man I love those films.” Kay said, stretching her arms wide before standing.
    “Guys…I…Don’t think I can do this.” Vanessa said, her voice surprisingly calm but her eyes full of panic.
    “What do you mean?” Allie asked.
    “I cant, hold it” Vanessa whimpered, her voice cracking this time.
    “Yes you can!” Zara said supportively.
    “You are the last one left, probably in the whole university!” Kay replied.
    “But…” Vanessa breathed heavily, wincing as pain raced through her body.
    “You are the strongest person I know. You can do this!”
    “I….” Vanessa said again, her body convulsing slightly.
    “Holy shit guys!” Lucy said from behind them, her eyes glued to her phone that she had just turned back on.
    “Classes are back on tomorrow!” She said, looking up at them all.
    “Wait, that means you can totally do it Vanessa.” Summer said
    “Its just a little longer. Come on, you can beat this.” Kay added.
    “Tomorrow…Tomorrow…Just a bit longer” Vanessa panted, her wavering hand outstretching and legs helping her stand. A loud grunt reverberating from her chest as she forced her muscles to obey her. A new fire in her eyes as she could finally see the finish line!
     
     
    That night Eloise was once again unable to sleep, tossing and turning as Vanessas grunts and pacing footsteps above her made their way through the silent house and into her mind. The desperate woman clearly unable to sleep as she battled with her body.
    Eloise had been worried about missing out on her final hours, but it seemed that only U-Block had been deemed safe. This had lead to a number of room shortages and timetabling conflicts, so much to her surprise and happiness she, Vanessa, Summer and Julia would all share their first class together in the morning. Giving her the perfect reason to go up to the University with them all. Turning over again she heard her alarm go off, was it morning already! She hadn’t slept a wink, but felt more awake and alert than she had in days.
    “How are you doing?” Eloise asked as she walked into the kitchen, spotting the even more desperate looking woman writhing in the kitchen. Her easily pregnant looking stomach full of so much liquid it bulged preposterously. The unreal looking bulge formed of days of liquid and held back by the shredded remains of her self control.
    “I…I….I…cant do this” Vanessa stammers, her body quaking in desperation.
    “Come on, you can do it. Its just a little longer, you have held out so long. You have beaten everyone else you can survive this!”
    “I…I’ve never had to go this bad in my life. I don’t even know what is happening any more. I…I just cant anymore!” she all but yelled in the room.
    “We can go in early, you just need to hold it like 30 more minutes. Just think about it, the only one to survive the outage!” But looking at her she could see why she was so demanding that she could hold it not one moment more. Her giant bulging body was quivering with every second as her inflated bladder continued stretching her to its absolute limits and clearly driving her mad with desperation.
    “Mmmmmm” Vanessa moaned, her hands all but rubbing against her private areas as she continued to groan, the gaps between the pulses spasms and shockwaves it was sending and had been sending for days at this point now measured in seconds not minutes.
    “You guys ready for the first day of a new year?” Julia asked cheerfully as she entered the room. Pouring out a dozen energy drink cans from her bag after a late night study session last night. Refilling her water bottle Eloise couldn’t help but notice that even she had a slight bulge in her abdomen. Not a shock given the quantity of cans she had been drinking and thinking about it most of them had gone several days since their accidents. Maybe it wouldn’t be just Vanessa making a made dash for the ladies room after all.
    As if on cue they were joined by Summer, dressed in a tight white summer dress and knee-high socks she looked more ready for a day in the sun than a lecture. But she too had a noticeable bulge, her legs gently resting against each other as she stood near the doorway. But none of them compared to Vanessa.
    “Ok im ready!” She said, still looking a little tired.
    “I can do this.” Vanessa grunted “But we have to go now, im ab..about…to piss myself.” She stuttered as she visibly winced while standing. Air hissing out between her clenched teeth as she heaved herself into the air, a hand pressing into her back.
    Grabbing their things the group hastily made their way up to the university, Vanessa managing an impressive turn of speed given her condition. A speed that only seemed to increase the closer they got, grabbing the handles to the uni rooms she was relieved to see them open. The keypad light turning green as she wrenched the doors open, with no other thought than finding the toilets.
    “Ah, you three, four. Just the people I was looking for.”
    “Mrs Johnson!” Julia said surprised as they came face to face with their school master.
    “Would you mind coming with me.” The smartly dressed woman said, the sentence more of a command that a question. Looking around Eloise could see Vanessa die a little inside as her relief was delayed yet again.
    Walking into the office it had been transformed from the shady dim room it was before into a bright and almost welcoming old space.
    “Please, take a seat.” Mrs Johnson said, the group filing in and grabbing one of the wooden chairs situated in front of the desk.
    “I have something I meant to ask you all, but thought it would be better to do it in person. But first, where are my manners.” She said, walking over and grabbing a steaming tea pot from the small table to their left. Placing it on the desk she began to pour four small cups of the liquid and handing them out.
    “So it is tradition for us to hold an annual industry meet and greet with last years graduates each year. It gives the top students that have left us a chance to talk and mingle with some of the best and most influential people in our sector. But this year we have decided to include you three, sorry four as added guests. You have all proven yourselves extremely capable and would like you to represent our current students at the event if you wouldn’t mind.”
    “That would be amazing!” Julia said excitedly before checking herself. “Sorry, I mean it would be a privilege” she replied while taking a sip from her tea.
    Eloise couldn’t help but feel a little like a fourth wheel here by circumstance rather than merit, but it would certainly be a good learning experience. Sipping her tea she had to bite her tongue slightly to stop herself reacting. The black tea far more bitter than she was use to, yet it was a familiar bitterness that she couldn’t quite place.
    “But what about classes?” Summer asked, herself seemingly enjoying the strong herbal blend of whatever was in the tea pot and drinking It happily.
    “Oh no worries there, its not scheduled until this afternoon. I will have a car ready to take you to the event once your lessons are over.” She said smiling, refilling Summers cup which she had emptied.
    “What do we need to do?” Julia asked.
    “Oh nothing really. Simply go there speak to people and see if anything piques your interest. Its as much for you as it is the university, its good for us to get our students out there and have a presence in the biggest companies. Several of our best graduates have been hired soon after these events so it’s a good opportunity to make a good impression for yourself and the university. There is a panel with our alumni that I would like you to take part in though, simply a Q and A sort of thing, assuming you want too?”
    “Yes!” Julia jumped at the chance. The others simply nodding.
    “Sure thing, now Eloise I know you are just a first year. But I thought it would be good to send along a new student to see what you thought about it. But it could be a good experience for you too, see what areas of the industry you might want to go into for example.”
    “Yes mam” Eloise nodded.
    “Good, now I did just want to go through a couple of things so that we are all one the same page.”
    20 long minutes later they had all been briefed by her about the school and what to say at certain topics. The friendly good for you atmosphere replaced by a serious and important one of them having a job to do. It seemed there was a lot riding on this event, for Mrs Johnson and the university in general.
    “Right then, I better let you get to class. I will make sure that the car is ready to pick you up once your classes have finished. Please make sure to be ready, punctuality is always important at these events and I don’t want them to have to wait for our students.” She finished, standing and indicating for them to do the same.
    Groaning as she stood Mrs Johnson looked at Vanessa wearily. “Everything ok Vanessa?”
    “Yes mam” She said breathlessly, a forced smile appearing on her flushed face.
    “Good, now enjoy your first class.”
    Walking down the corridor they hurried along, their class starting in just one minute. A longing and desperate look towards the ladies’ room from Vanessa showing she was more than contemplating dashing in, but panting slightly she forced her legs to carry on past it and into the lecture room. Maybe they would have a break, or she could find some other way of excusing herself.
    The large room itself was filled with a couple of hundred students, many grouped together already. Finding unoccupied chairs, the housemates grabbed a number of desks near the back of the room. The young-looking lecturer at the front currently shuffling some papers on the front desk before clearing her throat and starting the session. They had arrived without a moment to spare, not that Vanessa seemed to be happy about her own punctuality.
    “ladies, welcome back to my classes or hello for the first time.” The Lecturer smiled, her teeth perfect and shinning as she warmly welcomed them.
    “Now, I thought it would be fun to start the year with a little practical. It will also have some down time so you can get to know some of the newer students” she said, her hand indicating to the number of first years.
    “Thank god.” Vanessa muttered quietly beside Eloise. Her crossed legs going back to jigging furiously beneath the desks, something she had been fighting herself from doing in the dean’s office.
    “So, some theory before the fun. In 2011 a scientist from the Netherlands linked the fullness of one’s bladder to the ability to make better rational decisions. A thought that is largely at odds with how many of us feel when we have a strong urge, you would expect the irritability to cause bad choices. But in their studies, they found that people already suppressing an impulse, the impulse to pee, were fundamentally better at making other choices where impulse was important. The outcome of their research suggesting that the areas of the brain needed to resolve one could be linked to the other.
    “Oh god…” Vanessa said softly, her brain already seeing where this “practical” was going.
    “So, today we are going to do something similar. We are going to test the impacts of a full bladder on academic test scores. These general science tests will also serve as a starting grade for your year with me so its not just a case of not trying. I expect you all to do your best, but due to the nature of these examinations you will not be able to leave the room until both sets are complete.”
    “Oh God!” Vanessa whimpered again, her voice far shaky as she was once again delayed but this time in the worst possible way. Her hold increasing in length substantially at this point, the mere seconds away she had been twice already taunting her mind. Biting her lip her legs went into overdrive, the vibrations shaking the desk Eloise was sharing with her.
    “Now, because we have several years all in one class room we are going to have to modify the tests according to each of your bladder holding capabilities. It would be unfair to give the first years enough to make a dent in a third year, and not really worth it to do the opposite. As such, First years will be given 2 litres, second years 3.5L and 5L for third years. You will have two hours to drink the isotopically balanced drink during the first test. This will be followed by a 30-minute break for first years, an hour for second years and two hours for you third years. Then you will carry out the second two-hour test. You will be free to go once you complete the second test, but until then you must remain in the room.
    Even Eloise’s eyes went wide as she explained everything, they sure were not easing people into it. She would have to down 2 litres and hold it for Four and a half hours! Could she do that, but more importantly could Vanessa hold 5 more litres. The sweating and panting third year about to be truly pushed far, far beyond her limits.
     
     
     
    Less than four hours later Eloise hobbled out of the room, her legs and muscles quivering as she fought for control. It had been humiliating to be the first of them to leave, she couldn’t even remember the last few questions from the test that she had blitzed through. Despite trying to measure their ability to do tasks while desperate, she just couldn’t hold on any longer and as bad as it had been to walk out like this, it was better than the alternative. Her underwear was already damp for the second time in as many days, standing up and the walking to the front too much for her muscles. She hadn’t considered herself to be a leaker, but if recent events were anything to go on she might have to start worrying about it.
    Urging herself forwards she found her way into the ladies room, silently glad to be the first out so there wasn’t a que. Opening the stall she breathed a sigh of relief as she let the ocean inside her empty out into the toilet below her.  What was she going to do at the end of term if this was as much as she could hold. Would she be forced to take the remedial classes that Allie had talked about?
    Finding a seat in the hall she got out her phone, trying to find something to pass the time until her friends were out. The group of super holders surely able to keep control of themselves of their test scores. But worrying for Eloise as she watched the last of the first years desperately scurry for the bathroom after finishing their tests properly, she could already feel her own bladder filling considerably again. Something that happened a further two times over the next two and a half hours, what had she done to herself. Was it something to do with her holding too much, maybe it was something to do with the Isotonic drink they had just forced her to drink. Either way as she peed for the third time that morning, she couldn’t help but feel a little worried for her future at this university if this was what the first day was like. Taking her seat back in the hall Eloise sank into the uncomfortably hard chair and waited for the others.
    She didn’t have to wait long, the third years all walking out together after finishing their test with no real effort for most of them. But as she looked towards her friends it was a totally different story, each of them looked incredibly uncomfortable as their bladders once again bulged out of their skin. The five litres and days without relief pushing them all back to the bitter edge of control once again. But none of them compared even slightly to the state of Vanessa. Her enormous bladder so full it was barely recognisable as one, jutting out of her far more than anyone’s should do. The hemline of her leggings now below the ocean of pee inside her, compressed beneath the mass of liquid which hung over them precariously.
     
    “Ladies Where have you been?” Dean Johnson said as she hurried down the corridor towards them, her heels loudly clacking off the surface “The event starts in an hour, you need to get going now otherwise you will be late.”
    “B, But…” Vanessa pleaded, the others looking on nervously both for their friend and their own clearly full bladders. The bathroom just a few feet away, but a long que forming out of the door as another class of first years had finished up just before they had emerged. There was no way they could make it to the event in time if they waited, but would they even make it to the event without exploding?
    “The journey takes about an hour, im not even sure if you will make it on time if you leave right now. Better not keep them waiting any longer you cant afford to be late.” The dean reaffirmed again as as almost physically pushed the group towards the exit next to her office. The side door offering good access to the staff parking where a large black car was waiting for them.
    Bundling in all three of them let out varying degrees of groans as they sat. A loud cracking noise sounding in the car as the elastic of Vanessas leggings finally gave up the ghost and disintegrated around her giant bladder. The ordinarily strong material torn to tatters by her expanded abdomen and the pressure it was generating.
    Despite only taking an hour to get to the event, Eloise had begun to fidget in the back of the car as she joined the others in needing the use of a bathroom once again. The fact worrying her greatly, she knew she had drunk a lot in the lesson but surely it had all come out now? Had she waited too long, had she damaged something by trying to hold too much too soon at the cinema yesterday?
    Stepping out of the car she blinked in the sunlight, her thighs rubbing together for a few moments before she started towards the large white brick building that lay ahead of them. The large hall surrounded by a number of expensive cars and people milling around. Large signs advertised the many products and services that those in attendance today offered, some of the largest brands in the world were here!
    “Right this way please” A young woman with a clip board said to their side. “The talk is about to begin I’m afraid we are already a couple of minutes behind schedule.”
    Looking at each other for a moment they followed the ponytailed woman inside the building, being led to a large double door as they all tried to put their desperation to the back of their minds. It was supposed to be a two hour talk and Eloise was quickly starting to worry about having to admit her need in a packed room full of experts on the matter. Her classmates and fellow students had been one thing but this would be something else.
    “I’m sorry, it’s just those three.” She said, holding up a hand to stop Eloise.
    “What?” Eloise asked confused.
    “I’m afraid its Miss Vanessa, Julia and Summer that have been asked to take part as final year students. You will have to take a seat in the auditorium, just head down their and through those doors on the left.” The woman said.
    “Oh, ok” Eloise said slightly dejectedly.
    “Hey, we will see you after.” Summer said smiling at her, the blonde’s legs shifting where she stood.
    “Sure thing.” Eloise smiled back, leaving the three of them too it and taking a seat near the rear of the auditorium just as the talk began.
    The talk itself was actually quite interesting, the various alumni talking about their graduate placements and how they got into the industry. But Eloise could tell many were watching her three friends at the end of the line of students. Summer and Julia clearly embarrassed and red faced while they tried and failed to control their squirming. Strangely it was Vanessa who seemed in the most control as she sat there looking like a blimp, her face sweating and wincing as her bloated and bulging body twitched. Her tormented bladder sending signal after signal for more than a week to empty itself, but still the deathly proud or stubborn owner of it held on and other than the gentle rocking of her body she was still. Although she was clearly struggling as she stared off at a point on the horizon, completely not registering anything that was going on around her. Thankfully it seemed the questions were aimed at the three of them in general and as such the other two fielded most of the questions.
    But that became more of an issue as time wore on, entering the second hour is was clear that Julia and Summer were struggling more and more. Summers crossed legs bouncing as she gently placed her hands folded on her lap. Her deep Blue eyes and pink metallic painted lips quivering in unison a she bit them, her beaming white teeth now covered in pinkish marks from her lipstick. Sweat forming on her and Julia’s forehead as they tried to remain composed as the pressure within them mounted.
    In the crowd a similar sensation was filling Eloise with dread, her own bladder filling once more although thankfully slower this time. Even so, with 10 minutes to go she was once again forced to excuse herself. It wasn’t as bad as it had been in the lecture, but if she had done something to herself she knew she had to be smart and start taking any and all opportunities to save her graces.
    Sneaking out from the back of the large room she made her way to the ladies’ room the others had spotted before. Entering a cubicle, she sat and let her body relax once more, yawning as the lack of sleep took its tool on her. Smacking her lips she tasted the weirdly familiar bitter tea, but as she sat there her brain finally connected the two memories. It was the beer! The diuretic ladened beer she had drunk almost two weeks ago and that had spelt disaster for Lucy, the first of them to loose it so long ago. But wait, that couldn’t be right could it? Surely the dean wasn’t dosing her students with potent diuretics? But it would explain how she had felt today, the repeated bathroom trips after the tea and litres of water. The only question remaining was why, why would she do it.
    Finishing up and still confused by the revelation Eloise made her way to the corridor, seeing that the talk was finally ending. Going back to the door she had been turned away from she waited for her friends to emerge. Should she tell them, but what if she was wrong. There really wasn’t much to go on.
    The door in front of them opened, a member of staff holding it open for the guests.
    Grunting and clutching herself Vanessa waddled out of the room, Eloise had thought it impossible for her to look any bigger and yet every time she looked it seemed as if the poor woman had grown even more. Her bladder inflating like a water balloon, possibly due to the effects of the diuretic that had broken their friend more than a week earlier.
    “Toilet, Toilet, Toilet, Toilet” Summer muttered loudly as she almost raced past Vanessa, heading directly towards the ladies room. A slow moving Julia holding herself but following in the same direction as they sought their much needed relief.
    “Well, I think that went well. Don’t you think.” A familiar voice sounded behind them. The dean of their University coming out of one of the audience doors. She must have snuck in unnoticed near the end.
    “Yes mam” Julia said, pressing her legs together tightly and trying to put on a professional demeanour.
    “Im sorry, I…” Summer started
    “I’ve got some people I would like you to meet” Mrs Johnson said ignoring the pleas of Summer and the obvious shows of absolute desperation all three were putting on.
    “I…” Summer tried again.
    “Right this way, they are the leads on the Darrius project that…Aren’t you coming?” She asked clearly annoyed.
    “Bu…hu…hu” Vanessa stammered, her eyes fluttering and going into the back of her head for a moment. Her entire body shaking as she stood there, half stooped as her absolutely enormous bladder forced her to stand with an unnatural stance. Taking another longing look at the bathroom and then back at the unimpressed dean of her University she shook again before turning to follow.
    “I…” Summer said, her tone of voice several octaves higher as she pitched one thigh into the other before relenting and following. Her knees knocking as she walked and causing her white skirt to flutter.
    “These are Kim and Tony” she said indicating to a pair of casually dressed twins, the two women smiling at them.
    “I would like to introduce some of our top students” She said the two groups exchanging awkward handshakes.
    As they talked Eloise could see Summers nervous glances towards the bathroom, her knees continuing to hit into each other as she stood still, trying her best to listen to the apparently important women. Vanessa however could not have looked more zoned out, her matted hair sticking to her sweaty face as she continued to groan quietly, swallowing hard and teetering slightly where she stood. Her condition getting more than a fair share of concerned glances from the pair of women she was being introduced too. Yet they said and did nothing to help her. Julia was doing most of the talking, her stocking clad legs gently rasping against each other, the noise of the nylon just audible over the idle chit chat going on in the room.
    “Anyway, we need to go and find Thomas Elder. We said we would meet up with him after.” The pair of women said as if they all knew him, taking a last glance at Vanessa the pair departed.
    As soon as their backs were turned the three desperate women all took a step towards the bathroom before they were cut off once again. Fate cruelly playing them off against relief and professional and academic standings.
    “Who else can I introduce you too.” Mrs Johnson considered for a moment, glancing around the room.
    “I think” “I need” Julia and Summer spoke up at the same time. Desperate to find a way of the situation without offending their school dean.
    “Ah Julian, I would like you to meet some of our top students.” Mrs Johnson said, ignoring their plight once again.
    “Mrs Johnson” Summer whimpered, her own movements stopping as she clenched her muscles tightly. Her hands turning into tight fists by her sides as she grimaced, almost pulsing where she stood.
    “Right then Summer, Julia, Vanessa. I would like you too….”
    “Uhhhhh!” A shout filled the room, cutting the deans introductions off moments before a loud splattering noise erupted from beneath Summer as she doubled over in pain.
    Beside Eloise a waterfall of piss was falling between summers slender legs, her white knee-high socks instantly wet and turning slightly yellow. Pee racing down her thighs, spiralling down her now still legs, rivulets forking off in many directions as the forceful spray continued. More streams fell from her supple skin, flushed red by the constant movement throughout the last hour as she had tried to fight this. But here Summer stood, meters from a bathroom uncontrollably wetting herself while surrounded by some of the most important people in her industry.
    “Im sorry” She sobbed at the dean of her school who looked on gobsmacked. Her mouth hanging open but eyes strangely sparkling as Eloise looked into them. Her fascination with what was going on in front of her matched by the dean and all but confirming her thoughts about the diuretic she had given to them all.  
    “I…”the Dean stuttered. “Im sorry, I didn’t realise.” She tried to lie.
    The downpour between Summers legs capturing her attention as she watched on, summers hands covering her face as she continued to shake. Her inflated bladder slowly receding as its contents were nosily spilled onto the floor beneath her.
    As the accident slowed down the Dean seemed to come to her senses, beckoning over the woman that had met them. Having a word in her ear it seemed they were having some sort of urgent conversation.
    “Im sorry girls, I will have you taken home now.” The dean announced.
    “But…” Julia started, her own legs bending and crossing as Summers accident expedited the desperation she felt.
    “The car will take you back to the university.” She said before turning around and leaving the four of them. Their guide ushering them out to the car park once more before they could protest. Julia’s neck craning round as she tried to get one last look at the toilets. But once again she and the others were bundled into the back of the car, the woman having a word with the driver before they set off back to the university.
     
    Sitting quietly the group of them simply stared out at the passing countryside. The groans and grunts of Vanessa somehow blending into the background. The uttered tones now so common place to hear over the last day or two that even Eloise was taking less notice of them. Opposite her Julia was staring out the window, her hand clutching the edge of her emerald skirt as her black stockings bounced up and down.
    Summer was clearly humiliated once more, the latest wetting in the middle of the event far worse than even the one in the gym. Resting her head against the headrest she was simply staring at the floor, her cheeks still red and tears forming in the corners of her eyes which she would occasionally wipe away.
    Looking out the window Eloise watched the scenery go by for some time, until she saw a sign for the nearby city. Why were they heading towards it, it was in the opposite direction to the University? Looking at her friends it seemed none of them had noticed, Vanessa and Julia to desperate while Summer was seemingly in her own head.
    “Where are we headed?” She asked the driver loudly, Julia and Summer looking up.
    “To the University” her replied
    “Isn’t it the other way?” Eloise asked.
    Taking a moment to press some buttons on the Satnav the driver was clearly checking something.
    “Im sorry, I must have put in the wrong address. I will take the next off ramp and correct” He said, but surely he would have had the correct code in considering he picked them up there. Didn’t he work for the university, how could he get it wrong she wondered. Checking her watch they had been driving for almost 45 minutes the wrong direction, turning their hour drive into two and a half if he found an off ramp soon.
    Opposite her Julia was biting her bottom lip, a look of dire concern on her face. Breathing rapidly through her nose only her legs moved faster, her legs running on the spot as her stockings rubbed against each other so fast Eloise was starting to worry about Julia starting a fire in the back of the car.
    “Oh god, oh god, oh no, no, no , no , no” She muttered constantly for the next 30 minutes as she sat there, ashen faced. Her display of desperation far more acted than when she had lost it in the library. Although in that case Julia had something to occupy her mind, while right now all she must have been thinking about was her need to pee. A fact that ultimately proved fatal as she went wide eyed, her head looking up and catching Eloise’s.
    “You have to stop the car” She said with some urgency.
    “Im sorry mam, we are on the motorway I cant just pull over.” The driver responded as Julia uncrossed and recrossed her legs even tighter for a moment. Her balled up fists pressing into her crotch as she wiggled in her seat.
    “But I…Oooohhhh” Julia whimpered, her face contorting into a look of discomfort as she screwed her eyes closed.  
    “Mmm” Julia whimpered again, her legs pressing into each other even tighter on the leather seats. But it was no use, for the second time that week she was starting to wet herself. The noise of the engine and wheels covering up the faint hiss of her accident but sitting opposite her, it was impossible for Eloise to miss the river of clear liquid rolling down from her chair. A puddle spreading out in the back of the seat before rushing off the waterproof seats and pooling on the floor. As pee cascaded down from the leather seats the unmistakable smell of fresh urine filled the car as another of the group lost control of her bladder.
    But she was still fighting, Julia’s hands still pressing deeply in her crotch as she tried to stem the tide but it was no use, her frantic leg movements becoming slower and slower until they stopped completely. Her legs pressed together as her bladder continued to empty, her shoulders sagging and eyes looking down as she sobbed gently. She had lost control of her bladder once again, she was supposed to be one of the top holders and yet here she was, pissing herself in a car. The only positive was that she wasn’t alone, Summers clothes still drying from her own accident.
    Next to her Vanessa somehow seemed oblivious of what was going on, her desperate brain detached from all reality as it had been for most of the day. One hand gripping between her double-crossed legs, the other slowly rubbing her bladder in small circular motions that seemed to be barely touching her skin. Any and all additional pressure causing her excruciating pain, her skin pulled as taught as possible and threatening to pop at any moment.
    Where ever Vanessa had gone too, the plain of existence somehow let her maintain her control all the way back to the university. Her rounded bladder bulging even more monstrously as she managed to outhold two of the top bladders not once but twice, the volume of pee inside her incomprehensible.
    Opening the door the evening had turned dark, the sun just about setting behind the large campus building. Stepping out Eloise was surprised to see the Dean stood waiting for them, had she planned all this?
    “Im sorry about what happened earlier.” She said, her eyes glued to watching Vanessa get out of the car behind her. Not an easy task given her current predicament, a constant moan punctuated by heavy breathing escaping her as her whole body heaved up and down. Her eyes returning back to the present and going wide as if she truly had been having an outer body experience.
    “Please, follow me.” The dean said, walking back towards the door to her office they had come out of earlier.
    Sitting down in the chairs the stains and patterns of Julia’s and Summers wet clothes still visible despite them drying. The pair sullen but trying to be respectful as they sat in the office. Next to them Vanessa was even more of a mess than she had been in the morning, unable to hide her desperation at all now she had returned to her body.
    Whimpering softly she fidgeted madly, her knees bouncing as she double crossed her legs and supported her bloated bladder with her hands.
    “Now I wanted to apologise for what happened and make sure you know that it wont be held against you in anyway.”
    “I…thank you” Summer said, although she hadn’t thought it would be.
    “I think that despite it you all made a positive impression on the visitors and I think that…”
    “Please let me use the bathroom, I’ve never needed to go this badly in my life. I was about to explode 8 hours ago and since then I’ve drunk so much, I just cant.” Vanessa uttered at break neck speed, the urgency clear in her voice as she all but exploded on the spot.
    “Vanessa! I understand your position, but that is not how you should speak to me or how someone of your stature shouldn’t be talking. We pride ourselves on control at this university and the event tonight should have been reserved for just the graduates of other years. But given your track record I thought you would make the most of it but clearly, I was mistaken.” The dean shot back, surprised at the lack of decorum from her top student.
    “Im…Im sorry mam, but im about to wet myself in your office if you don’t let me go…please!” she begged with tears rolling down her cheeks. Finally, at her wits end she was truly begging for more than just her dignity, forks of pain wracking her body every second. The pulses increasing in ferocity as she kept her bladder shut away and forced to expand even more.
    “Well, I never” The dean replied.
    “Im so full” Vanessa reiterated, her bulging body creaking under the weight of her bladder’s contents. The fraying of her leggings not the only thing that was starting to be destroyed by it.
    “Vanessa, you are top of your class and have been since first year. I am sure that you can hold on long enough to finish this conversation.” The dean said calmly.
    Groaning loudly Vanessa plunged her fists between her legs, “Please!” she pleaded, her eyes watering as she locked her legs together in a death grip.
    “Fine, if you must.” The chancellor waved her away dismissively
    But it was already too late, Eloise had seen the first burst of wetness moments ago. She hadn’t been kidding when she said she was about to lose it and now as Vanessa groaned, her bladders contents exploded out of her with tremendous force. A torrent of liquid pushing past her clenched hands and spraying around them noisily in all directions. The deafening patter of her instantaneous and sudden loss of control sounding around the room like a tropical rainstorm as Vanessa let out another guttural yell. Her whole body shaking and quivering as if possessed, her bladder overwhelming everything else in her body as fireworks of conflicting signals erupted all over her abdomen. Her muscles still contracting and forcing themselves inwards while her crotch seemingly imploded in wetness. Thick streams erupted in all directions, the heavily pressurised streams falling almost a meter away from her in some cases as the others stood up to avoid being drenched in their friends monumental accident. Her mammoth bladder threatening to flood the room if it kept up.
    A river of steaming piss was running down both her legs at breakneck pace, her absolutely drenched leggings unable to stop any liquid having already absorbed as much as they could. Not a squire inch was spared as they darkened, her pee hissing loudly through them as it continued to erupt out of her at some pace. The force causing it to shoot through the crotch of her seemingly thick clothes, the barriers of her underwear and trousers no match for the pressure build-up that had been torturing the groaning woman for almost two weeks.
    Vanessa had pushed herself to the edge and then some, past any limits Eloise or anyone thought possible. 11 days of not skimping on drinking but including nights out, a full bladdered exam and seemingly a dose of some pretty strong diuretics if Eloise’s hunch was right. Putting her hands on the desk Vanessa groaned loudly again as she let her bladder hang freely beneath her, rivers of piss escaping from her in all directions and spreading for meters across the floor.
    Eloise couldn’t think of anything, her brain completely empty of anything but the images of the show being played out in front of her. The largest bladdered woman she had ever seen, or possibly there had ever been was still peeing fiercely in the dean’s office. A puddle of unfathomable size spreading out of her as the drum beat of her accident continued, backed up by a percussive hiss and vocal groans. Her bladder and abdominal muscles stretched to their limits and finally gaining control as they forced the ocean of pee she had been holding out of her.
    For almost five minutes the group watched in a silent awe of Vanessa's accident, almost the entire wooden floor was coated in her pee. It was by far the most anyone had ever seen anyone hold, even the dean was looking on with a faint impressed look. But as she looked up and caught Eloise watching her, her demeanour changed instantly. A scowl now on her face she crossed her arms, staring intently at the woman who had just drowned her office in piss.
    “Well then, we will continue this another time then. Now if you are quite finished I think you should leave my office.” She said, her toes splashing in the puddle that had run under her desk.
    “I…” Vanessa uttered, her mind filled with a tired and euphoric cloud. Silently the group left, unspeaking about what had just happened. But while they may never speak of it again, there was no way Eloise was going to forget what she had just seen. It was a sight that would visit her in her dreams over and over again, the first week at university more than meeting her expectations.
     
    Back in her office the dean stood with her arms crossed, looking down at the enormous puddle she let herself have a curt smile at her handywork. Flipping open her phone she quickly dialled in a number.
    “Well?” She said expectantly.
    “I…I have never…she broke your record Mam.”
    “She broke my record?”
    “Yes Mam.” The voice repeated.
    Smiling to herself the dean hung up. Taking a deep breath she picked up the red phone on her desk. The same one that she had been nervous to answer.
    “Chancellor, we’ve got them.”
    A moment of silence filled the room, before a soft murmur came through the other end of the phone.
    Yes sir, she broke my record. The summer internationals are ours this year.”
    Another murmur came through, seemingly impressed sounding.
    “Thank you sir, Yes I will keep you updated on their progress.”
    Hanging up the phone she sat back in her chair, relaxing and feeling happy as the contents of Vanessa's tortured bladder continued to spread around the room. She had done her job.
     
    The end...for now?
     
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    Once again thank you to everyone who read, commented and upvoted this story, it really means a lot to know people are enjoying the story!
    Unfortunately this is the end for now.
     
    Since someone asked 😛 I do have some ideas about where I could take this story and even have half of another chapter written as a kind of Epilogue, it does answer a few of your questions / explain a bit more about how the school works / came to be the way it did. But I have been having a bit of trouble making it entertaining enough for its own chapter. But watch this space.
    The watch isn't magic although that is an interesting thought, simply far more intrusive than indicated by the dean. I have an explanation of why / how they came to be a thing in the afore mentioned unreleased chapter, so I wont explain here in case I manage to finish writing the next chapter. The dreams were more apparitions of the internal struggle between her enjoying it, doing the right thing and also trying to be "normal". But if its something you are interested in I have half a story written about something along those lines. 
    Sadly while there is scope and some ideas floating around for a continuation, It probably wont be for a while. This story took me close to 3 months to write and release, and I haven't even started to fully flesh out the next parts if there will be some. But given by how well this seems to have gone down, I will definitely think about it. Although I have a steadily growing list of stories on my "to do" list. Including one that I started about 6 months ago but keep getting distracted from. So I might have a play with that one first.
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    Chapter 7: Fit to burst.  
    A loud ring filled the office, the telephone only connecting to one other just like it. The woman’s hand waivered over it for a moment, she knew who this was.
    “Hello sir” She answered.
    “Hello, I assume you know why I am phoning.”
    “Is it about my tests sir”
    “Yes... I might have given you free reign over that school to run as you see fit, but you can not just cancel classes to fulfil your own experiments.”
    “I understand sir, but if I may, you asked me to bring this establishment back to its former glory.”
    “I did and I understand why you are performing these tests. But it is my and the boards wish that you do not compromise on the academic side. We are an educational establishment after all.”
    “Yes sir I understand.”
    “Good, so classes will resume?”
    “Yes sir, I will arrange for them to start again.”
    “Good” He finished before quickly hanging up.
    Placing her phone back on the receiver she slammed her fist into the table in frustration. A knock on the door making her look up as her assistant walked into the room.
    “What is it!”
    “Mam, we have her.”
    “The last one? I thought there were 3 left?”
    “That was true yesterday morning, since then two more have finished the trial. Both record lengths and volumes for them and any other students.”
    “Good, what about the Iron house holder who lost it early. With the new data where does she finish.”
    “Despite losing it early, she was in the top 5 for volume” The woman said sliding across a portfolio to the desk.
    “Interesting” picking up the portfolio the woman in the high back chair began browsing it. “Do you think she could hold more if given more time to acclimatise to her hold?”
    “I do mam, in fact I think the signs are she could be one of the top 3 students.”
    “Interesting” she said again.
    “Do you want me to keep monitoring them throughout the year?”
    “Yes, I think we should keep a close eye on them. They are some of the best I have ever seen.”
    “What about the remaining participant?”
    “I’ll handle her personally.”
    Standing in the kitchen the following morning Eloise found herself alone despite not getting up particularly early. The silent house barely creaking as if the structure itself was aware of the fragile heads its occupants must have. After returning with more beer the drinking had seemingly intensified, with a few drunken comments being made about Kays accident. Most of it had been cleared up by the two of them by the time they had walked through the door. But the mop and bucket, kays flat stomach and her completely drenched clothes cluing in the others instantly. Her wet clothes joining Allies and summers in a pile next to the washing machine. The previous load Julia had put in with her own pee stained clothes still going around, the chain of accidents her household had suffered backing up the machine loads. The best holders in the university succumbing to the most basic of needs slowly but surely. Now there was just one, Vanessa was the final one of them maintaining dominion on her bladder. But judging by her frantic display last night Eloise wasn’t sure how much longer even the iron bladdered athlete could manage. 
    But to her surprise it was Vanessa that woke first, and even more surprising was what she was wearing. Walking into the kitchen it was Vanessas bloated bladder that came into vision first, the hulking mass passing through the doorframe before any other part of her housemate. Its quivering form now ruthlessly confined within an extremely tight pair of leggings, the elasticated material going white in some areas as the pink pigment was being pulled apart. A similar tank top barely fit over the top of her bladder, somehow pushing up her breasts even further as the already supportive material was pushed further up by her expanded abdomen.
    “Morn…Morning” Vanessa groaned, outstretching her hand to the tap and steadying herself for a moment before filling up her water bottle.
    “Mu, Morning” Eloise stuttered, watching Vanessas legs jiggle beneath her as the rush of the water came from the tap. Her face flustered and already sweating profusely, her skin shinny and pale.
    “Are you going for a run?” Eloise asked incredulously.
    “Yep” Vanessa added, grimacing as she wrenched the tap closed. Hoping that she could just do the same with her own bladder.
    Eloise could feel her throat going dry, how could she possibly survive her run. She looked and sounded about ready to explode, although she had sounded that for over two days. Perhaps her bladder was limitless?
    “You got plans?”
    “Oh, I still need to take some photos for the society.” Eloise replied. She had been meaning to head out early this morning to get some silhouettes in the morning sunrise. But lasts night party and the now empty bottle of brandy had seen that idea off.
    “You should go up on Lindon’s Hill, just behind the shopping area. Get some good views up there.” Vanessa suggested.
    “Sure, thanks!” Eloise said. “You heading out now?”
    “Yes.”
    “Cool, well I guess I will join you. At least for the first 100 meters.” Eloise said grabbing her bag that she had under the table.
    “I…ok” Vanessa said slightly nervously.
    Leaving the house they quicky said their goodbyes as Vanessa put in her earphones and began to slowly and laboured jog up the road. Each footfall causing her to groan loudly and make Eloise wonder why she was torturing herself like this. The enormity of the task at hand, each footfall shaking her bladder visibly. She could barely think of what horrible pains and pulses were racing around Vanessa now.
    Unable to look away she watched the pregnant looking woman awkwardly jog up the hill, huffing and puffing as she went. The ordinarily athletic and sprightly woman taking her time and moving at a similar pace to Eloise who watched on with interest. Almost walking into the road to maximise her time viewing her desperate friend.
    Walking to the hill Vanessa had suggested she tried to shake the thoughts and visions of Vanessa losing control in her running gear from her mind. But it seemed that no matter how hard she tried, the last few days had completely destroyed her ability to concentrate on anything else. Even as she snapped shot after shot around the campus, she found herself trying to find a way of intercepting Vanessa to spend more time together. Her friends run usually taking about an hour and going past the coffee shop on her way home. Would she stop for one even in her current condition, if she did she wanted to be there.
    Reaching the courtyard, she began to photograph the goings on of university life while keeping an eye open for her friend. After an hour and 20 minutes she was starting to give up hope, the desperate woman clearly too smart and full to add a coffee to the litres of consumed liquid. But then, just as she was giving up home a slow-moving Vanessa rounded the corner of one of the buildings. Her hand resting on her giant bladder as she walked towards her.
    Giving a friendly wave she got a half-hearted one from Vanessa who really seemed to be suffering now. The run clearly not a good idea, although she had thought that before the heavily ladened woman took off.
    “Hey, I’m just about done. Want a coffee?” Eloise offered.
    “ooh, I…” Vanessa panted, her bladder heaving where she stood.
    “I’m buying don’t worry. I owe you after that tip about the hill, it really is lovely up there.”
    “I…sure” the darkhaired woman smiled, her lips quivering slightly as she accepted the offer of a coffee despite knowing all too well it was a bad idea.
    Trying to contain her own excitement Eloise opened the door following Vanessa in. Walking in she was for some reason expecting to see Summer behind the counter, despite the fact she knew that she wasn’t working today.
    “What do you fancy?”
    “I’ll just have an Americano”
    “Sure thing.” Eloise said cheerily as she walked up to order. “Hi can I have two Americano’s please”. She wasn’t a coffee drinker but she could feel the tiredness for last night still taking its toll so maybe this would help.
    “Sure thing, are they to go?” The yong woman behind the counter asked.
    “Yes please.”
    “What size do you want, we have an offer on at the moment where a Venti is the same price as the tall.”
    Eloise knew she should say no, she knew it was the right thing to do. But at the same time there it was, the voice in the back of her head telling her to do it. After all Vanessa could choose not to drink it all if she wanted, all she was doing was buying her friend a gift. How much of that gift she used was up to her.
    “Sure thing, can I get an extra shot in each in that case.” Eloise said, the voice winning out.
    Walking back over a few moments later she could already see the trepidation on Vanessas face as she saw the size of her coffee.
    “We were lucky, they had a promotion on.” Eloise said handing her the coffee.
    “Um…thanks” Vanessa smiled weakly as she sipped her coffee to show her appreciation.
    The walk back to the house was pretty slow, now with one hand holding her coffee Vanessa was forced to move more slowly, her laboured steps more awkward and conscious decisions. The movement that comes unconsciously to everyone past the ages of about 2 now like solving a riddle for her. Each step separating her legs and momentarily opening her defences, her muscles straining for control as she ordered them to perform the same movement over and over again as they walked slowly along.
    Approaching their house they could see two figures slowly walking towards them. It seemed like Zara and Summer had finally woken up.
    “Hey guys, we are heading out for some lunch. You two should totally join us!” Summer said enthusiastically, apparently fine despite the nights drinking. She had polished off far more bottles than Zara but it was the slim gymnast that looked to be the worse off for it. Her slightly bedraggled hair and dark rings under her eyes typical of a hangover.
    “Yeah sure that would be nice. Im sure you have worked up an appetite after your run.” Eloise said, taking charge of the situation and trying to give her a reason to spend more time with her again.
    “I….” Vanessa started.
    “Where are you going?” Eloise asked
    “Just to the dog and bone for some greasy food to fight this hangover.” Zara said groggily.
    “Sure sounds good.” Eloise answered and soon the group were moving off together, vanessa just a pace behind them as she did her best to follow at the same pace.
     
    “No outside drinks sorry.” The man behind the counter said as they walked in. Elloise and Vanessa still holding their coffee cups.
    “Sorry” Eloise said, finishing off hers and holding out a hand for Vanessas. Expecting her to hand it over so they could put them in the bin. But it seemed Vanessa still had some reserves of confidence as she drained the last few mouthfuls and then handed Eloise an empty cup.
    Chucking them in the nearby bin the found themselves a large table, Vanessa groaning loudly as she sat. A number of the other patrons looking at her as she did so, her restrictive running clothes now cutting even deeper into her flesh and applying more pressure as she bent over in her seat. The absolutely massive bulge pressing into the table from the unmoving benches present in the booth they had chosen. Her bladder now so large the ordinarily thin woman barely fit into the pubs seating.
    “I’ll order if everyone knows what they want?”
    “Cooked breakfast, large.” Zara said, gently resting the cold glass vinegar bottle against her temple.
    “Same” Eloise added, she wasn’t too hungry but she had always loved it when her dad had made them back home.
    “Sounds good” Vanessa said breathlessly, her nostrils flaring as she breathed heavily even when sat down.
    “That makes it easier, any drinks?” Summer asked, standing up and taking a note of the table number. Eloise shook her head, the tea it came with more than enough for her, while the others opted for a large orange juice each.
    Remarkably quickly the table was covered in the three meat and one vegan breakfasts. The large plates surrounded by four large pots of tea and 3 orange juices. Vanessas face a picture of concern as the tea was unloaded, apparently, she had forgotten about them when she had placed the order for another drink and was regretting it.
    Due to the night of drinking it seemed Summer and Zara really had just come out to eat. Neither of them wasting a second before digging into their mountains of food. Conversation put on hold as everyone ate at surprising speed. Except for Vanessa who had started out using both hands but had to quickly abandon that plan. Instead her left hand was pressing deeply into her crotch while she used her fork in her right. Turning it on its side to cut through her food instead of using the knife and releasing her grip on her crotch. Soft moans constantly escaping her mouth as she sat there, writhing with desperation. The pot of hot tea and pint of orange juice looking like they were going down as nails. The liquid flowing into her already at capacity body with a grimace and flinch with each mouthful. 
     Soon the plates were empty once again, the remnants of beans and tomato sauce mopped up with the slices of toast as they all sat back satisfied. It seemed that even for a moment Vanessa had forgotten her need slightly, leaning back but yelping as she accidently pushed her bladder upwards and into one of the sharp edges of the table struts. Both hands instantly flying between her legs as new external pain joined in with the bolts of it shooting through her insides.
    Knowing looks passed between the others as they all knew what she was feeling, many of them having gone through the same thing this week. Although none had lasted this long or looked anywhere as full, only Lucy had such a round bulge as Vanessa was sporting right now.
    “I think I need a lie down” Vanessa stuttered, the joke coming out as more of a plea for help. But the others could agree with her, the food sitting heavily in their stomachs and making even summer feel lethargic. But draining the last from their teapots the group made a move, Eloise quickly learning that she didn’t need to tip here unlike some of the other countries she had lived in.
     
    “Ughh, I think I will join you in that lie down.” Zara said, stretching as she kicked off her shoes arriving back at home.
    “What are you on about, we should probably leave soon.” Kay said, her head poking out of her room.
    “For what?” Eloise asked.
    “Don’t tell me you all forgot, it’s the back to the future marathon at the cinema.” Kay said, her arms folding across her chest.
    “Im sorry, im not sure im feeling up to it” Vanessa said, her lips pursing and swallowing hard.
    “No, no one is backing out, ive already got you all tickets since you all agreed!” She said, seemingly standing taller to be more authoritative.
    “But I…” Vanessa
    “Ah, ah, ah. Get your shoes, the rest of us are ready.”
    Feeling her bladder already filling after the mornings drinks Eloise knew she should use her toilet now. But with the rest of them standing outside her room in the coridoor she felt uncomfortably awkward in doing so. But even as she tried to put it to the back of her mind she couldn’t manage it.
    “I’ll be right back, need to put my stuff away.” She said, her cheeks blushing a little.
    Walking into her room she closed the door behind her, still worried they would be able to hear it. Looking around she grabbed the duvet off her bed and put it near the gap under the door, her paranoid mind taking over and hoping it would block some of the sound for some reason. Closing the second bathroom door behind her she was about to sit when she realised they might hear the stream hitting the water. Shivering slightly as her bare skin made contact with the cold toilet she positioned herself at and angle and did her best to release her stream in a controlled, slow and quiet manner. Her muscles burning slightly as she forced them to remain partially closed. But after a few seconds the seemed to get the idea and a surprisingly long stream left her for almost a minute, making her doubly glad she had decided to go now.
    “Alright guys, im ready to go” Eloise said happily, feeling much more relaxed and happy to see none of them seemed to have noticed anything.
     
    The line for the small theatre was massive, the weekends showings completely sold out to the students who had nothing better to do since classes were cancelled. Standing in line Eloise couldn’t keep her eyes of Vanessa as she visibly pulsed where she stood. Her upper torso dancing to unheard music as she crossed, uncrossed and crossed her legs again and again. 30 minutes later they had made it into the building, the group making small talk while they waited. But all eyes including Eloise’s and several of the bystanders were watching the obviously desperate woman in their group.
    “You get the tickets ill get the snacks”, Eloise offered, conscious of the time they had to get into the theatre before the film started. 
    “Ill join you and help carry them.” Kay said with Allie following as well.
    “Everyone ok with coke?” Eloise asked as she turned towards the confectionary counters and getting nods of approval, she headed in.
    “How can I help?” The teenage girl behind the counter asked, looking already exhausted after the mid-day rush.
    “Yeah sure can I get 8…” Eloise said before realising that she hadn’t actually thought of what to get. Looking up she quickly browsed the stall, her eyes lighting up when she spotted the back to the future deal.
    “8 Back to the future combo’s” she finished, the woman totalling it up the bill and handing over the novelty Doc Brown collectable glasses. Next came the 8 large popcorn’s and then finally the 8 giant cups, each holding well over a liquid at 32 oz.
    “Don’t you think those are a little big?” Allie pointed out.
    “I mean its three films that’s like 6 hours right?” Eloise explained as she grabbed a couple of each of the combos, her arms full.
    “Good point, probably save us in the long run!” Allie and Kay agreed enthusiastically, grabbing the rest and carrying them back to the group.
    “These should see us through” Allie said half jokingly as she lumped the supplies into each of the others hands.
    “And here is yours” kay said as she pressed the extra-large drink into Vanessa’s hands, the colour seeming to fall out of her face as she accepted it. Her brain wavering and telling her to say something, but her mouth opened with no words escaping it. Her other hand that was between her legs forced to leave the warm recesses of her quivering crotch and grab the popcorn.
    Handing over their tickets the group sided into their row of seats, Vanessa grunting with each sideways step that caused her legs to separate more than they had in days. Taking her seat she let out a longer moan, her giant bladder troubling her greatly as it overflowed her body and now spilled onto her lap. The slightly angled seats amplifying her stature as they forced her to lean forwards slightly.
    Settling into their seats they had arrived just in time, the lights dimming and the first advert starting. It had been a while since Eloise had seen a movie in a theatre and she found herself far more excited than she had thought she would. Unable to stop smiling as the Universal pictures’ logo appeared, sipping from her drink she sat back and was ready to enjoy the film.
    97 minutes later the lights came back up, the first film just as good as they had all remembered. There had been some films that watching them back hadn’t lived up to her childhood memories but this was not one of them. Grabbing the large drink she sipped from the straw, realising that as she only got air she had somehow finished it all. Although given the fact the large cups didn’t fit in the holders and she had been forced to hold it the entire film it was no surprise. But what was a surprise was that it appeared Vanessa and all of the others had too. The lights showing through the thin carboard and revealing a tiny amount left in each of the cups. The volume of liquid already filling her bladder quickly, she could only imagine the impact it must have been having on the still holding Vanessa given she was clearly already at her limit.
    “Oh man, I love that film!” Kay said excitedly, her love of movies really coming through as she seemed to be in her element.  “But I think I might need a refill” she added, shaking her cup.
    “How have you eaten all the popcorn?” Summer joked, the sticky container resting on the ground now there was nothing in it to risk being kicked over.
    “What, I was hungry” Kay defended herself. “But it has made me really thirsty.” She said standing.
    Eloise knew this was her moment, the angel and devil in her minds battling over it once again as she contemplated getting Vanessa another of the large drinks. She was enthralled, fascinated by the sheer force of will and holding capabilities of her housemate. How could one personal hold so much, would she be able to hold anything close to her by the end of her time at university, how much more could Vanessa take? A million questions raced around her mind once again, but this time she could feel the devil winning as she strived to find an answer. Just as it had forced her hand and not told Lucy about her drink being dosed, the familiar feeling came over her, almost giddy with excitement.
    “They are free refills for the whole day. Why don’t we go and get everyone a refill before the next film starts in 10 minutes.” Eloise said, standing slightly to quickly.
    Grabbing the now empty cups from her friends she could see the reluctance in the eyes of Vanessa, she could clearly handle no more. She was full, completely and absolutely full, and yet with a shaky hand she held up her cup to be refilled. Unable to refuse the drink for her pride, confidence or some other reason.
    But as Eloise replaced it a few minutes later with another full cup both knew this could be the end for her. The quiet moans and pulsing of her body now constant and torturous for the sweating woman. The only saving grace in the warm theatre the fact she was still wearing her tight spandex but moisture wicking clothes. They had gotten more than a few looks from people in the lobby, many in their back to the future costumes. But it was unsurprising given how she was acting, thankfully her moans and whimpers didn’t seem to be distracting those around them.
    However, it was not Vanessa’s bladder troubles that were starting to worry Eloise as the second film started. It was her own, even in the short time since the movie had ended her need seemed to be going up at a breakneck pace. The large caffeinated drink flowing through her stomach and filling her bladder at a worrying pace. By the halfway point she couldn’t help but jostle her tightly crossed legs as the pressure within her bladder increased in leaps and bounds, the second large drink half finished and now sitting on the floor as to not tempt her.
    Glad for the dark surrounding she pressed a hand between her legs, glad for the extra support but she was really starting to worry now. Digging her nails into the arm rest she felt her bladder cramp inside her, a combination of the fizzy drinks and sheer quantity increasing the discomfort she was feeling. While in other days she had been pushing herself, the desire to increase her capabilities of holding strong. As she eyed the half empty cup resting next to her fidgeting feet she already knew that she had drunk too much to be able to hold this amount. She had to pee, and she had to pee soon.
    Sitting their restlessly she tried to hold out for the end of the film, but 5 minutes was all it took for her desperation to go from an uncomfortable 8 to a desperate 9. The Coke surging into her bladder that now ached terribly. She couldn’t hold it, she had to get to a bathroom now!
    Standing gingerly she felt the weight of her bladder shift uncomfortably inside her, a spasm of her muscles causing her thighs to slam together as she felt her muscles tremble. Excusing herself she shuffled out, ignoring the weird looks from her friends. Slowly walking out into the lobby she could feel the seconds of control she had left slipping, making her increase her pace as the true urgency of the situation made itself known.
    Power walking she thrust a hand between her legs as she walked through campus towards her one salvation, the house. Red faced she couldn’t help but blush as she gripped herself through her trousers. Pausing for a moment she doubled over, waiting for the crossing to turn green and allow her to pass. Marching on the spot she contemplated just making a run for it, but thankfully she noticed it start to turn and the cars stopping. Their occupants watching her desperate dash across the road with renewed speed, almost running at this point as she felt her whole body shaking with need. Each step sending shockwaves through her bloated bladder, filled so tightly with coke. The method of her fascination with pushing Vanessa to her limits coming back to bite her, why did she have to drink so much as well! In a way she couldn’t help but feel she in some way deserved this, but she wasn’t about to give in now.
    Rounding the corner next to the house she felt her muscles give up for just a moment, stopping where she stood, she clenched all her muscles rhythmically. A deep burning sensation between her legs making her unsure if she had leaked or it was just her muscles. Either way she couldn’t just stand here, so once again she began but this time she did run.
    Half sprinting she could feel each layer of her defences peeling back like a high security vault, but she knew she was done for either way. Grabbing the door handle it clicked loudly as she barged it open, sliding on the mat she felt a distinct wetness between her legs for a just a moment.
    Throwing herself through her room she all but launched herself into the bathroom, her trousers around her ankles before she had even crossed the threshold of the small room. Pivoting in a half crouch she could already feel her body starting to release, but with not a moment to spare she landed safely on the toilet. A sudden burst of piss erupting out of her, the relief causing her toes to curl in her shoes as she moaned loudly. Her pent-up pee shooting noisily into the bowl as she breathed heavily, it had been close…to close.
    Looking down she could see a distinct wet patch on the crotch of her pink panties, she had made it but only by a matter of seconds. Luckily as she inspected her jeans it seemed they had remained dry, just about.
    Finishing her pee Eloise couldn’t help but sit there, relaxed and enjoying the sensation of being empty. But at the same time, her mind went back to Vanessa and imagining what she must be going through. Taking off her shoes she quickly undressed, changing her damp underwear that she ashamedly balled up and threw in the bottom of her laundry hamper. Grabbing a new pair she vouched not to let it get to that state again and began to make her way back up to the cinema, hoping to be back in time for the third film.
    Sliding back into their row of seats she had arrived at the interval, the lights were back up and she could see the room. While it made getting to her seat easier it did mean it was all but impossible to sneak back to her seat.
    “Everything alright?” Summer asked, as she stood to let her past.
    “Yeah sorry, forgot my mum was going to call me.” Eloise lied, hoping her blushing cheeks were not a dead give away. But it seemed that she had accepted the explanation as she continued moving down the line.
    Sighing as she sat back in her chair she certainly felt much more relaxed, the dance with her accident tiring her out a surprising amount. But hearing a loud groan from her left a shot of adrenaline seemed to surge through her body as she looked over towards Vanessa expectantly.
    “You ok?” Allie asked, the last deep groan sounding far more desperate than the last.
    “I…think I might head back guys.” Vanessa said, her eyes fluttering a little.
    “Come on its just one more film.” Kay said indignantly.
    “Im just a little hungry” Vanessa said, smiling awkwardly.
    “Why don’t we go out as a house for dinner afterwards? That pub we went too had some nice looking options.” Zara suggested.
    Vanessa looked at the others for a moment, the torment of more holding clearly playing on her mind. She was stuck between a rock and a wet place at this point, pursing her lips she nodded reluctantly.
    “But I am going to get a refill of popcorn, I’ll go get us all some more drinks too.” Allie said, standing and waving Kay to come with her to help.
    “Pass your cups down.” Kay said, holding out her hand.
    “Its ok, I still have some of mine since I left” Eloise said, happy to be out of another round of the giant drinks.
    “Ok, Vanessa?” Kay said looking at the woman next to her.
    “I….” Vanessa said breathlessly as she tried to come up with an excuse.
    “Oh never mind, its right here.” Kay said, picking up the empty cup from next to Vanessas pretzeled legs. “Be right back.”
    Throughout the next film Eloise could hear something over the loud base filled audio coming from the speakers. An insistent heavy breathing from her left intermingled with increasingly frequent groans was a little distracting to say the least. Unable to focus on the film she was constantly stealing glances at her housemate as the battle within Vanessa seemed to intensify. The once again empty drink laying on its side but allowing one of her hands to grip between her legs as the other held onto the seat ahead of her. Unlike everyone else that was relaxed and leaning back it seemed she had chosen to lean forwards, her hand bracing herself against the row Infront as she pulsed, rocked and bobbed in her seat. But despite her outward appearance she held on, making it through the third film.
    “Man I love those films.” Kay said, stretching her arms wide before standing.
    “Guys…I…Don’t think I can do this.” Vanessa said, her voice surprisingly calm but her eyes full of panic.
    “What do you mean?” Allie asked.
    “I cant, hold it” Vanessa whimpered, her voice cracking this time.
    “Yes you can!” Zara said supportively.
    “You are the last one left, probably in the whole university!” Kay replied.
    “But…” Vanessa breathed heavily, wincing as pain raced through her body.
    “You are the strongest person I know. You can do this!”
    “I….” Vanessa said again, her body convulsing slightly.
    “Holy shit guys!” Lucy said from behind them, her eyes glued to her phone that she had just turned back on.
    “Classes are back on tomorrow!” She said, looking up at them all.
    “Wait, that means you can totally do it Vanessa.” Summer said
    “Its just a little longer. Come on, you can beat this.” Kay added.
    “Tomorrow…Tomorrow…Just a bit longer” Vanessa panted, her wavering hand outstretching and legs helping her stand. A loud grunt reverberating from her chest as she forced her muscles to obey her. A new fire in her eyes as she could finally see the finish line!
     
     
    That night Eloise was once again unable to sleep, tossing and turning as Vanessas grunts and pacing footsteps above her made their way through the silent house and into her mind. The desperate woman clearly unable to sleep as she battled with her body.
    Eloise had been worried about missing out on her final hours, but it seemed that only U-Block had been deemed safe. This had lead to a number of room shortages and timetabling conflicts, so much to her surprise and happiness she, Vanessa, Summer and Julia would all share their first class together in the morning. Giving her the perfect reason to go up to the University with them all. Turning over again she heard her alarm go off, was it morning already! She hadn’t slept a wink, but felt more awake and alert than she had in days.
    “How are you doing?” Eloise asked as she walked into the kitchen, spotting the even more desperate looking woman writhing in the kitchen. Her easily pregnant looking stomach full of so much liquid it bulged preposterously. The unreal looking bulge formed of days of liquid and held back by the shredded remains of her self control.
    “I…I….I…cant do this” Vanessa stammers, her body quaking in desperation.
    “Come on, you can do it. Its just a little longer, you have held out so long. You have beaten everyone else you can survive this!”
    “I…I’ve never had to go this bad in my life. I don’t even know what is happening any more. I…I just cant anymore!” she all but yelled in the room.
    “We can go in early, you just need to hold it like 30 more minutes. Just think about it, the only one to survive the outage!” But looking at her she could see why she was so demanding that she could hold it not one moment more. Her giant bulging body was quivering with every second as her inflated bladder continued stretching her to its absolute limits and clearly driving her mad with desperation.
    “Mmmmmm” Vanessa moaned, her hands all but rubbing against her private areas as she continued to groan, the gaps between the pulses spasms and shockwaves it was sending and had been sending for days at this point now measured in seconds not minutes.
    “You guys ready for the first day of a new year?” Julia asked cheerfully as she entered the room. Pouring out a dozen energy drink cans from her bag after a late night study session last night. Refilling her water bottle Eloise couldn’t help but notice that even she had a slight bulge in her abdomen. Not a shock given the quantity of cans she had been drinking and thinking about it most of them had gone several days since their accidents. Maybe it wouldn’t be just Vanessa making a made dash for the ladies room after all.
    As if on cue they were joined by Summer, dressed in a tight white summer dress and knee-high socks she looked more ready for a day in the sun than a lecture. But she too had a noticeable bulge, her legs gently resting against each other as she stood near the doorway. But none of them compared to Vanessa.
    “Ok im ready!” She said, still looking a little tired.
    “I can do this.” Vanessa grunted “But we have to go now, im ab..about…to piss myself.” She stuttered as she visibly winced while standing. Air hissing out between her clenched teeth as she heaved herself into the air, a hand pressing into her back.
    Grabbing their things the group hastily made their way up to the university, Vanessa managing an impressive turn of speed given her condition. A speed that only seemed to increase the closer they got, grabbing the handles to the uni rooms she was relieved to see them open. The keypad light turning green as she wrenched the doors open, with no other thought than finding the toilets.
    “Ah, you three, four. Just the people I was looking for.”
    “Mrs Johnson!” Julia said surprised as they came face to face with their school master.
    “Would you mind coming with me.” The smartly dressed woman said, the sentence more of a command that a question. Looking around Eloise could see Vanessa die a little inside as her relief was delayed yet again.
    Walking into the office it had been transformed from the shady dim room it was before into a bright and almost welcoming old space.
    “Please, take a seat.” Mrs Johnson said, the group filing in and grabbing one of the wooden chairs situated in front of the desk.
    “I have something I meant to ask you all, but thought it would be better to do it in person. But first, where are my manners.” She said, walking over and grabbing a steaming tea pot from the small table to their left. Placing it on the desk she began to pour four small cups of the liquid and handing them out.
    “So it is tradition for us to hold an annual industry meet and greet with last years graduates each year. It gives the top students that have left us a chance to talk and mingle with some of the best and most influential people in our sector. But this year we have decided to include you three, sorry four as added guests. You have all proven yourselves extremely capable and would like you to represent our current students at the event if you wouldn’t mind.”
    “That would be amazing!” Julia said excitedly before checking herself. “Sorry, I mean it would be a privilege” she replied while taking a sip from her tea.
    Eloise couldn’t help but feel a little like a fourth wheel here by circumstance rather than merit, but it would certainly be a good learning experience. Sipping her tea she had to bite her tongue slightly to stop herself reacting. The black tea far more bitter than she was use to, yet it was a familiar bitterness that she couldn’t quite place.
    “But what about classes?” Summer asked, herself seemingly enjoying the strong herbal blend of whatever was in the tea pot and drinking It happily.
    “Oh no worries there, its not scheduled until this afternoon. I will have a car ready to take you to the event once your lessons are over.” She said smiling, refilling Summers cup which she had emptied.
    “What do we need to do?” Julia asked.
    “Oh nothing really. Simply go there speak to people and see if anything piques your interest. Its as much for you as it is the university, its good for us to get our students out there and have a presence in the biggest companies. Several of our best graduates have been hired soon after these events so it’s a good opportunity to make a good impression for yourself and the university. There is a panel with our alumni that I would like you to take part in though, simply a Q and A sort of thing, assuming you want too?”
    “Yes!” Julia jumped at the chance. The others simply nodding.
    “Sure thing, now Eloise I know you are just a first year. But I thought it would be good to send along a new student to see what you thought about it. But it could be a good experience for you too, see what areas of the industry you might want to go into for example.”
    “Yes mam” Eloise nodded.
    “Good, now I did just want to go through a couple of things so that we are all one the same page.”
    20 long minutes later they had all been briefed by her about the school and what to say at certain topics. The friendly good for you atmosphere replaced by a serious and important one of them having a job to do. It seemed there was a lot riding on this event, for Mrs Johnson and the university in general.
    “Right then, I better let you get to class. I will make sure that the car is ready to pick you up once your classes have finished. Please make sure to be ready, punctuality is always important at these events and I don’t want them to have to wait for our students.” She finished, standing and indicating for them to do the same.
    Groaning as she stood Mrs Johnson looked at Vanessa wearily. “Everything ok Vanessa?”
    “Yes mam” She said breathlessly, a forced smile appearing on her flushed face.
    “Good, now enjoy your first class.”
    Walking down the corridor they hurried along, their class starting in just one minute. A longing and desperate look towards the ladies’ room from Vanessa showing she was more than contemplating dashing in, but panting slightly she forced her legs to carry on past it and into the lecture room. Maybe they would have a break, or she could find some other way of excusing herself.
    The large room itself was filled with a couple of hundred students, many grouped together already. Finding unoccupied chairs, the housemates grabbed a number of desks near the back of the room. The young-looking lecturer at the front currently shuffling some papers on the front desk before clearing her throat and starting the session. They had arrived without a moment to spare, not that Vanessa seemed to be happy about her own punctuality.
    “ladies, welcome back to my classes or hello for the first time.” The Lecturer smiled, her teeth perfect and shinning as she warmly welcomed them.
    “Now, I thought it would be fun to start the year with a little practical. It will also have some down time so you can get to know some of the newer students” she said, her hand indicating to the number of first years.
    “Thank god.” Vanessa muttered quietly beside Eloise. Her crossed legs going back to jigging furiously beneath the desks, something she had been fighting herself from doing in the dean’s office.
    “So, some theory before the fun. In 2011 a scientist from the Netherlands linked the fullness of one’s bladder to the ability to make better rational decisions. A thought that is largely at odds with how many of us feel when we have a strong urge, you would expect the irritability to cause bad choices. But in their studies, they found that people already suppressing an impulse, the impulse to pee, were fundamentally better at making other choices where impulse was important. The outcome of their research suggesting that the areas of the brain needed to resolve one could be linked to the other.
    “Oh god…” Vanessa said softly, her brain already seeing where this “practical” was going.
    “So, today we are going to do something similar. We are going to test the impacts of a full bladder on academic test scores. These general science tests will also serve as a starting grade for your year with me so its not just a case of not trying. I expect you all to do your best, but due to the nature of these examinations you will not be able to leave the room until both sets are complete.”
    “Oh God!” Vanessa whimpered again, her voice far shaky as she was once again delayed but this time in the worst possible way. Her hold increasing in length substantially at this point, the mere seconds away she had been twice already taunting her mind. Biting her lip her legs went into overdrive, the vibrations shaking the desk Eloise was sharing with her.
    “Now, because we have several years all in one class room we are going to have to modify the tests according to each of your bladder holding capabilities. It would be unfair to give the first years enough to make a dent in a third year, and not really worth it to do the opposite. As such, First years will be given 2 litres, second years 3.5L and 5L for third years. You will have two hours to drink the isotopically balanced drink during the first test. This will be followed by a 30-minute break for first years, an hour for second years and two hours for you third years. Then you will carry out the second two-hour test. You will be free to go once you complete the second test, but until then you must remain in the room.
    Even Eloise’s eyes went wide as she explained everything, they sure were not easing people into it. She would have to down 2 litres and hold it for Four and a half hours! Could she do that, but more importantly could Vanessa hold 5 more litres. The sweating and panting third year about to be truly pushed far, far beyond her limits.
     
     
     
    Less than four hours later Eloise hobbled out of the room, her legs and muscles quivering as she fought for control. It had been humiliating to be the first of them to leave, she couldn’t even remember the last few questions from the test that she had blitzed through. Despite trying to measure their ability to do tasks while desperate, she just couldn’t hold on any longer and as bad as it had been to walk out like this, it was better than the alternative. Her underwear was already damp for the second time in as many days, standing up and the walking to the front too much for her muscles. She hadn’t considered herself to be a leaker, but if recent events were anything to go on she might have to start worrying about it.
    Urging herself forwards she found her way into the ladies room, silently glad to be the first out so there wasn’t a que. Opening the stall she breathed a sigh of relief as she let the ocean inside her empty out into the toilet below her.  What was she going to do at the end of term if this was as much as she could hold. Would she be forced to take the remedial classes that Allie had talked about?
    Finding a seat in the hall she got out her phone, trying to find something to pass the time until her friends were out. The group of super holders surely able to keep control of themselves of their test scores. But worrying for Eloise as she watched the last of the first years desperately scurry for the bathroom after finishing their tests properly, she could already feel her own bladder filling considerably again. Something that happened a further two times over the next two and a half hours, what had she done to herself. Was it something to do with her holding too much, maybe it was something to do with the Isotonic drink they had just forced her to drink. Either way as she peed for the third time that morning, she couldn’t help but feel a little worried for her future at this university if this was what the first day was like. Taking her seat back in the hall Eloise sank into the uncomfortably hard chair and waited for the others.
    She didn’t have to wait long, the third years all walking out together after finishing their test with no real effort for most of them. But as she looked towards her friends it was a totally different story, each of them looked incredibly uncomfortable as their bladders once again bulged out of their skin. The five litres and days without relief pushing them all back to the bitter edge of control once again. But none of them compared even slightly to the state of Vanessa. Her enormous bladder so full it was barely recognisable as one, jutting out of her far more than anyone’s should do. The hemline of her leggings now below the ocean of pee inside her, compressed beneath the mass of liquid which hung over them precariously.
     
    “Ladies Where have you been?” Dean Johnson said as she hurried down the corridor towards them, her heels loudly clacking off the surface “The event starts in an hour, you need to get going now otherwise you will be late.”
    “B, But…” Vanessa pleaded, the others looking on nervously both for their friend and their own clearly full bladders. The bathroom just a few feet away, but a long que forming out of the door as another class of first years had finished up just before they had emerged. There was no way they could make it to the event in time if they waited, but would they even make it to the event without exploding?
    “The journey takes about an hour, im not even sure if you will make it on time if you leave right now. Better not keep them waiting any longer you cant afford to be late.” The dean reaffirmed again as as almost physically pushed the group towards the exit next to her office. The side door offering good access to the staff parking where a large black car was waiting for them.
    Bundling in all three of them let out varying degrees of groans as they sat. A loud cracking noise sounding in the car as the elastic of Vanessas leggings finally gave up the ghost and disintegrated around her giant bladder. The ordinarily strong material torn to tatters by her expanded abdomen and the pressure it was generating.
    Despite only taking an hour to get to the event, Eloise had begun to fidget in the back of the car as she joined the others in needing the use of a bathroom once again. The fact worrying her greatly, she knew she had drunk a lot in the lesson but surely it had all come out now? Had she waited too long, had she damaged something by trying to hold too much too soon at the cinema yesterday?
    Stepping out of the car she blinked in the sunlight, her thighs rubbing together for a few moments before she started towards the large white brick building that lay ahead of them. The large hall surrounded by a number of expensive cars and people milling around. Large signs advertised the many products and services that those in attendance today offered, some of the largest brands in the world were here!
    “Right this way please” A young woman with a clip board said to their side. “The talk is about to begin I’m afraid we are already a couple of minutes behind schedule.”
    Looking at each other for a moment they followed the ponytailed woman inside the building, being led to a large double door as they all tried to put their desperation to the back of their minds. It was supposed to be a two hour talk and Eloise was quickly starting to worry about having to admit her need in a packed room full of experts on the matter. Her classmates and fellow students had been one thing but this would be something else.
    “I’m sorry, it’s just those three.” She said, holding up a hand to stop Eloise.
    “What?” Eloise asked confused.
    “I’m afraid its Miss Vanessa, Julia and Summer that have been asked to take part as final year students. You will have to take a seat in the auditorium, just head down their and through those doors on the left.” The woman said.
    “Oh, ok” Eloise said slightly dejectedly.
    “Hey, we will see you after.” Summer said smiling at her, the blonde’s legs shifting where she stood.
    “Sure thing.” Eloise smiled back, leaving the three of them too it and taking a seat near the rear of the auditorium just as the talk began.
    The talk itself was actually quite interesting, the various alumni talking about their graduate placements and how they got into the industry. But Eloise could tell many were watching her three friends at the end of the line of students. Summer and Julia clearly embarrassed and red faced while they tried and failed to control their squirming. Strangely it was Vanessa who seemed in the most control as she sat there looking like a blimp, her face sweating and wincing as her bloated and bulging body twitched. Her tormented bladder sending signal after signal for more than a week to empty itself, but still the deathly proud or stubborn owner of it held on and other than the gentle rocking of her body she was still. Although she was clearly struggling as she stared off at a point on the horizon, completely not registering anything that was going on around her. Thankfully it seemed the questions were aimed at the three of them in general and as such the other two fielded most of the questions.
    But that became more of an issue as time wore on, entering the second hour is was clear that Julia and Summer were struggling more and more. Summers crossed legs bouncing as she gently placed her hands folded on her lap. Her deep Blue eyes and pink metallic painted lips quivering in unison a she bit them, her beaming white teeth now covered in pinkish marks from her lipstick. Sweat forming on her and Julia’s forehead as they tried to remain composed as the pressure within them mounted.
    In the crowd a similar sensation was filling Eloise with dread, her own bladder filling once more although thankfully slower this time. Even so, with 10 minutes to go she was once again forced to excuse herself. It wasn’t as bad as it had been in the lecture, but if she had done something to herself she knew she had to be smart and start taking any and all opportunities to save her graces.
    Sneaking out from the back of the large room she made her way to the ladies’ room the others had spotted before. Entering a cubicle, she sat and let her body relax once more, yawning as the lack of sleep took its tool on her. Smacking her lips she tasted the weirdly familiar bitter tea, but as she sat there her brain finally connected the two memories. It was the beer! The diuretic ladened beer she had drunk almost two weeks ago and that had spelt disaster for Lucy, the first of them to loose it so long ago. But wait, that couldn’t be right could it? Surely the dean wasn’t dosing her students with potent diuretics? But it would explain how she had felt today, the repeated bathroom trips after the tea and litres of water. The only question remaining was why, why would she do it.
    Finishing up and still confused by the revelation Eloise made her way to the corridor, seeing that the talk was finally ending. Going back to the door she had been turned away from she waited for her friends to emerge. Should she tell them, but what if she was wrong. There really wasn’t much to go on.
    The door in front of them opened, a member of staff holding it open for the guests.
    Grunting and clutching herself Vanessa waddled out of the room, Eloise had thought it impossible for her to look any bigger and yet every time she looked it seemed as if the poor woman had grown even more. Her bladder inflating like a water balloon, possibly due to the effects of the diuretic that had broken their friend more than a week earlier.
    “Toilet, Toilet, Toilet, Toilet” Summer muttered loudly as she almost raced past Vanessa, heading directly towards the ladies room. A slow moving Julia holding herself but following in the same direction as they sought their much needed relief.
    “Well, I think that went well. Don’t you think.” A familiar voice sounded behind them. The dean of their University coming out of one of the audience doors. She must have snuck in unnoticed near the end.
    “Yes mam” Julia said, pressing her legs together tightly and trying to put on a professional demeanour.
    “Im sorry, I…” Summer started
    “I’ve got some people I would like you to meet” Mrs Johnson said ignoring the pleas of Summer and the obvious shows of absolute desperation all three were putting on.
    “I…” Summer tried again.
    “Right this way, they are the leads on the Darrius project that…Aren’t you coming?” She asked clearly annoyed.
    “Bu…hu…hu” Vanessa stammered, her eyes fluttering and going into the back of her head for a moment. Her entire body shaking as she stood there, half stooped as her absolutely enormous bladder forced her to stand with an unnatural stance. Taking another longing look at the bathroom and then back at the unimpressed dean of her University she shook again before turning to follow.
    “I…” Summer said, her tone of voice several octaves higher as she pitched one thigh into the other before relenting and following. Her knees knocking as she walked and causing her white skirt to flutter.
    “These are Kim and Tony” she said indicating to a pair of casually dressed twins, the two women smiling at them.
    “I would like to introduce some of our top students” She said the two groups exchanging awkward handshakes.
    As they talked Eloise could see Summers nervous glances towards the bathroom, her knees continuing to hit into each other as she stood still, trying her best to listen to the apparently important women. Vanessa however could not have looked more zoned out, her matted hair sticking to her sweaty face as she continued to groan quietly, swallowing hard and teetering slightly where she stood. Her condition getting more than a fair share of concerned glances from the pair of women she was being introduced too. Yet they said and did nothing to help her. Julia was doing most of the talking, her stocking clad legs gently rasping against each other, the noise of the nylon just audible over the idle chit chat going on in the room.
    “Anyway, we need to go and find Thomas Elder. We said we would meet up with him after.” The pair of women said as if they all knew him, taking a last glance at Vanessa the pair departed.
    As soon as their backs were turned the three desperate women all took a step towards the bathroom before they were cut off once again. Fate cruelly playing them off against relief and professional and academic standings.
    “Who else can I introduce you too.” Mrs Johnson considered for a moment, glancing around the room.
    “I think” “I need” Julia and Summer spoke up at the same time. Desperate to find a way of the situation without offending their school dean.
    “Ah Julian, I would like you to meet some of our top students.” Mrs Johnson said, ignoring their plight once again.
    “Mrs Johnson” Summer whimpered, her own movements stopping as she clenched her muscles tightly. Her hands turning into tight fists by her sides as she grimaced, almost pulsing where she stood.
    “Right then Summer, Julia, Vanessa. I would like you too….”
    “Uhhhhh!” A shout filled the room, cutting the deans introductions off moments before a loud splattering noise erupted from beneath Summer as she doubled over in pain.
    Beside Eloise a waterfall of piss was falling between summers slender legs, her white knee-high socks instantly wet and turning slightly yellow. Pee racing down her thighs, spiralling down her now still legs, rivulets forking off in many directions as the forceful spray continued. More streams fell from her supple skin, flushed red by the constant movement throughout the last hour as she had tried to fight this. But here Summer stood, meters from a bathroom uncontrollably wetting herself while surrounded by some of the most important people in her industry.
    “Im sorry” She sobbed at the dean of her school who looked on gobsmacked. Her mouth hanging open but eyes strangely sparkling as Eloise looked into them. Her fascination with what was going on in front of her matched by the dean and all but confirming her thoughts about the diuretic she had given to them all.  
    “I…”the Dean stuttered. “Im sorry, I didn’t realise.” She tried to lie.
    The downpour between Summers legs capturing her attention as she watched on, summers hands covering her face as she continued to shake. Her inflated bladder slowly receding as its contents were nosily spilled onto the floor beneath her.
    As the accident slowed down the Dean seemed to come to her senses, beckoning over the woman that had met them. Having a word in her ear it seemed they were having some sort of urgent conversation.
    “Im sorry girls, I will have you taken home now.” The dean announced.
    “But…” Julia started, her own legs bending and crossing as Summers accident expedited the desperation she felt.
    “The car will take you back to the university.” She said before turning around and leaving the four of them. Their guide ushering them out to the car park once more before they could protest. Julia’s neck craning round as she tried to get one last look at the toilets. But once again she and the others were bundled into the back of the car, the woman having a word with the driver before they set off back to the university.
     
    Sitting quietly the group of them simply stared out at the passing countryside. The groans and grunts of Vanessa somehow blending into the background. The uttered tones now so common place to hear over the last day or two that even Eloise was taking less notice of them. Opposite her Julia was staring out the window, her hand clutching the edge of her emerald skirt as her black stockings bounced up and down.
    Summer was clearly humiliated once more, the latest wetting in the middle of the event far worse than even the one in the gym. Resting her head against the headrest she was simply staring at the floor, her cheeks still red and tears forming in the corners of her eyes which she would occasionally wipe away.
    Looking out the window Eloise watched the scenery go by for some time, until she saw a sign for the nearby city. Why were they heading towards it, it was in the opposite direction to the University? Looking at her friends it seemed none of them had noticed, Vanessa and Julia to desperate while Summer was seemingly in her own head.
    “Where are we headed?” She asked the driver loudly, Julia and Summer looking up.
    “To the University” her replied
    “Isn’t it the other way?” Eloise asked.
    Taking a moment to press some buttons on the Satnav the driver was clearly checking something.
    “Im sorry, I must have put in the wrong address. I will take the next off ramp and correct” He said, but surely he would have had the correct code in considering he picked them up there. Didn’t he work for the university, how could he get it wrong she wondered. Checking her watch they had been driving for almost 45 minutes the wrong direction, turning their hour drive into two and a half if he found an off ramp soon.
    Opposite her Julia was biting her bottom lip, a look of dire concern on her face. Breathing rapidly through her nose only her legs moved faster, her legs running on the spot as her stockings rubbed against each other so fast Eloise was starting to worry about Julia starting a fire in the back of the car.
    “Oh god, oh god, oh no, no, no , no , no” She muttered constantly for the next 30 minutes as she sat there, ashen faced. Her display of desperation far more acted than when she had lost it in the library. Although in that case Julia had something to occupy her mind, while right now all she must have been thinking about was her need to pee. A fact that ultimately proved fatal as she went wide eyed, her head looking up and catching Eloise’s.
    “You have to stop the car” She said with some urgency.
    “Im sorry mam, we are on the motorway I cant just pull over.” The driver responded as Julia uncrossed and recrossed her legs even tighter for a moment. Her balled up fists pressing into her crotch as she wiggled in her seat.
    “But I…Oooohhhh” Julia whimpered, her face contorting into a look of discomfort as she screwed her eyes closed.  
    “Mmm” Julia whimpered again, her legs pressing into each other even tighter on the leather seats. But it was no use, for the second time that week she was starting to wet herself. The noise of the engine and wheels covering up the faint hiss of her accident but sitting opposite her, it was impossible for Eloise to miss the river of clear liquid rolling down from her chair. A puddle spreading out in the back of the seat before rushing off the waterproof seats and pooling on the floor. As pee cascaded down from the leather seats the unmistakable smell of fresh urine filled the car as another of the group lost control of her bladder.
    But she was still fighting, Julia’s hands still pressing deeply in her crotch as she tried to stem the tide but it was no use, her frantic leg movements becoming slower and slower until they stopped completely. Her legs pressed together as her bladder continued to empty, her shoulders sagging and eyes looking down as she sobbed gently. She had lost control of her bladder once again, she was supposed to be one of the top holders and yet here she was, pissing herself in a car. The only positive was that she wasn’t alone, Summers clothes still drying from her own accident.
    Next to her Vanessa somehow seemed oblivious of what was going on, her desperate brain detached from all reality as it had been for most of the day. One hand gripping between her double-crossed legs, the other slowly rubbing her bladder in small circular motions that seemed to be barely touching her skin. Any and all additional pressure causing her excruciating pain, her skin pulled as taught as possible and threatening to pop at any moment.
    Where ever Vanessa had gone too, the plain of existence somehow let her maintain her control all the way back to the university. Her rounded bladder bulging even more monstrously as she managed to outhold two of the top bladders not once but twice, the volume of pee inside her incomprehensible.
    Opening the door the evening had turned dark, the sun just about setting behind the large campus building. Stepping out Eloise was surprised to see the Dean stood waiting for them, had she planned all this?
    “Im sorry about what happened earlier.” She said, her eyes glued to watching Vanessa get out of the car behind her. Not an easy task given her current predicament, a constant moan punctuated by heavy breathing escaping her as her whole body heaved up and down. Her eyes returning back to the present and going wide as if she truly had been having an outer body experience.
    “Please, follow me.” The dean said, walking back towards the door to her office they had come out of earlier.
    Sitting down in the chairs the stains and patterns of Julia’s and Summers wet clothes still visible despite them drying. The pair sullen but trying to be respectful as they sat in the office. Next to them Vanessa was even more of a mess than she had been in the morning, unable to hide her desperation at all now she had returned to her body.
    Whimpering softly she fidgeted madly, her knees bouncing as she double crossed her legs and supported her bloated bladder with her hands.
    “Now I wanted to apologise for what happened and make sure you know that it wont be held against you in anyway.”
    “I…thank you” Summer said, although she hadn’t thought it would be.
    “I think that despite it you all made a positive impression on the visitors and I think that…”
    “Please let me use the bathroom, I’ve never needed to go this badly in my life. I was about to explode 8 hours ago and since then I’ve drunk so much, I just cant.” Vanessa uttered at break neck speed, the urgency clear in her voice as she all but exploded on the spot.
    “Vanessa! I understand your position, but that is not how you should speak to me or how someone of your stature shouldn’t be talking. We pride ourselves on control at this university and the event tonight should have been reserved for just the graduates of other years. But given your track record I thought you would make the most of it but clearly, I was mistaken.” The dean shot back, surprised at the lack of decorum from her top student.
    “Im…Im sorry mam, but im about to wet myself in your office if you don’t let me go…please!” she begged with tears rolling down her cheeks. Finally, at her wits end she was truly begging for more than just her dignity, forks of pain wracking her body every second. The pulses increasing in ferocity as she kept her bladder shut away and forced to expand even more.
    “Well, I never” The dean replied.
    “Im so full” Vanessa reiterated, her bulging body creaking under the weight of her bladder’s contents. The fraying of her leggings not the only thing that was starting to be destroyed by it.
    “Vanessa, you are top of your class and have been since first year. I am sure that you can hold on long enough to finish this conversation.” The dean said calmly.
    Groaning loudly Vanessa plunged her fists between her legs, “Please!” she pleaded, her eyes watering as she locked her legs together in a death grip.
    “Fine, if you must.” The chancellor waved her away dismissively
    But it was already too late, Eloise had seen the first burst of wetness moments ago. She hadn’t been kidding when she said she was about to lose it and now as Vanessa groaned, her bladders contents exploded out of her with tremendous force. A torrent of liquid pushing past her clenched hands and spraying around them noisily in all directions. The deafening patter of her instantaneous and sudden loss of control sounding around the room like a tropical rainstorm as Vanessa let out another guttural yell. Her whole body shaking and quivering as if possessed, her bladder overwhelming everything else in her body as fireworks of conflicting signals erupted all over her abdomen. Her muscles still contracting and forcing themselves inwards while her crotch seemingly imploded in wetness. Thick streams erupted in all directions, the heavily pressurised streams falling almost a meter away from her in some cases as the others stood up to avoid being drenched in their friends monumental accident. Her mammoth bladder threatening to flood the room if it kept up.
    A river of steaming piss was running down both her legs at breakneck pace, her absolutely drenched leggings unable to stop any liquid having already absorbed as much as they could. Not a squire inch was spared as they darkened, her pee hissing loudly through them as it continued to erupt out of her at some pace. The force causing it to shoot through the crotch of her seemingly thick clothes, the barriers of her underwear and trousers no match for the pressure build-up that had been torturing the groaning woman for almost two weeks.
    Vanessa had pushed herself to the edge and then some, past any limits Eloise or anyone thought possible. 11 days of not skimping on drinking but including nights out, a full bladdered exam and seemingly a dose of some pretty strong diuretics if Eloise’s hunch was right. Putting her hands on the desk Vanessa groaned loudly again as she let her bladder hang freely beneath her, rivers of piss escaping from her in all directions and spreading for meters across the floor.
    Eloise couldn’t think of anything, her brain completely empty of anything but the images of the show being played out in front of her. The largest bladdered woman she had ever seen, or possibly there had ever been was still peeing fiercely in the dean’s office. A puddle of unfathomable size spreading out of her as the drum beat of her accident continued, backed up by a percussive hiss and vocal groans. Her bladder and abdominal muscles stretched to their limits and finally gaining control as they forced the ocean of pee she had been holding out of her.
    For almost five minutes the group watched in a silent awe of Vanessa's accident, almost the entire wooden floor was coated in her pee. It was by far the most anyone had ever seen anyone hold, even the dean was looking on with a faint impressed look. But as she looked up and caught Eloise watching her, her demeanour changed instantly. A scowl now on her face she crossed her arms, staring intently at the woman who had just drowned her office in piss.
    “Well then, we will continue this another time then. Now if you are quite finished I think you should leave my office.” She said, her toes splashing in the puddle that had run under her desk.
    “I…” Vanessa uttered, her mind filled with a tired and euphoric cloud. Silently the group left, unspeaking about what had just happened. But while they may never speak of it again, there was no way Eloise was going to forget what she had just seen. It was a sight that would visit her in her dreams over and over again, the first week at university more than meeting her expectations.
     
    Back in her office the dean stood with her arms crossed, looking down at the enormous puddle she let herself have a curt smile at her handywork. Flipping open her phone she quickly dialled in a number.
    “Well?” She said expectantly.
    “I…I have never…she broke your record Mam.”
    “She broke my record?”
    “Yes Mam.” The voice repeated.
    Smiling to herself the dean hung up. Taking a deep breath she picked up the red phone on her desk. The same one that she had been nervous to answer.
    “Chancellor, we’ve got them.”
    A moment of silence filled the room, before a soft murmur came through the other end of the phone.
    Yes sir, she broke my record. The summer internationals are ours this year.”
    Another murmur came through, seemingly impressed sounding.
    “Thank you sir, Yes I will keep you updated on their progress.”
    Hanging up the phone she sat back in her chair, relaxing and feeling happy as the contents of Vanessa's tortured bladder continued to spread around the room. She had done her job.
     
    The end...for now?
     
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    Once again thank you to everyone who read, commented and upvoted this story, it really means a lot to know people are enjoying the story!
    Unfortunately this is the end for now.
     
    Since someone asked 😛 I do have some ideas about where I could take this story and even have half of another chapter written as a kind of Epilogue, it does answer a few of your questions / explain a bit more about how the school works / came to be the way it did. But I have been having a bit of trouble making it entertaining enough for its own chapter. But watch this space.
    The watch isn't magic although that is an interesting thought, simply far more intrusive than indicated by the dean. I have an explanation of why / how they came to be a thing in the afore mentioned unreleased chapter, so I wont explain here in case I manage to finish writing the next chapter. The dreams were more apparitions of the internal struggle between her enjoying it, doing the right thing and also trying to be "normal". But if its something you are interested in I have half a story written about something along those lines. 
    Sadly while there is scope and some ideas floating around for a continuation, It probably wont be for a while. This story took me close to 3 months to write and release, and I haven't even started to fully flesh out the next parts if there will be some. But given by how well this seems to have gone down, I will definitely think about it. Although I have a steadily growing list of stories on my "to do" list. Including one that I started about 6 months ago but keep getting distracted from. So I might have a play with that one first.
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    Chapter 7: Fit to burst.  
    A loud ring filled the office, the telephone only connecting to one other just like it. The woman’s hand waivered over it for a moment, she knew who this was.
    “Hello sir” She answered.
    “Hello, I assume you know why I am phoning.”
    “Is it about my tests sir”
    “Yes... I might have given you free reign over that school to run as you see fit, but you can not just cancel classes to fulfil your own experiments.”
    “I understand sir, but if I may, you asked me to bring this establishment back to its former glory.”
    “I did and I understand why you are performing these tests. But it is my and the boards wish that you do not compromise on the academic side. We are an educational establishment after all.”
    “Yes sir I understand.”
    “Good, so classes will resume?”
    “Yes sir, I will arrange for them to start again.”
    “Good” He finished before quickly hanging up.
    Placing her phone back on the receiver she slammed her fist into the table in frustration. A knock on the door making her look up as her assistant walked into the room.
    “What is it!”
    “Mam, we have her.”
    “The last one? I thought there were 3 left?”
    “That was true yesterday morning, since then two more have finished the trial. Both record lengths and volumes for them and any other students.”
    “Good, what about the Iron house holder who lost it early. With the new data where does she finish.”
    “Despite losing it early, she was in the top 5 for volume” The woman said sliding across a portfolio to the desk.
    “Interesting” picking up the portfolio the woman in the high back chair began browsing it. “Do you think she could hold more if given more time to acclimatise to her hold?”
    “I do mam, in fact I think the signs are she could be one of the top 3 students.”
    “Interesting” she said again.
    “Do you want me to keep monitoring them throughout the year?”
    “Yes, I think we should keep a close eye on them. They are some of the best I have ever seen.”
    “What about the remaining participant?”
    “I’ll handle her personally.”
    Standing in the kitchen the following morning Eloise found herself alone despite not getting up particularly early. The silent house barely creaking as if the structure itself was aware of the fragile heads its occupants must have. After returning with more beer the drinking had seemingly intensified, with a few drunken comments being made about Kays accident. Most of it had been cleared up by the two of them by the time they had walked through the door. But the mop and bucket, kays flat stomach and her completely drenched clothes cluing in the others instantly. Her wet clothes joining Allies and summers in a pile next to the washing machine. The previous load Julia had put in with her own pee stained clothes still going around, the chain of accidents her household had suffered backing up the machine loads. The best holders in the university succumbing to the most basic of needs slowly but surely. Now there was just one, Vanessa was the final one of them maintaining dominion on her bladder. But judging by her frantic display last night Eloise wasn’t sure how much longer even the iron bladdered athlete could manage. 
    But to her surprise it was Vanessa that woke first, and even more surprising was what she was wearing. Walking into the kitchen it was Vanessas bloated bladder that came into vision first, the hulking mass passing through the doorframe before any other part of her housemate. Its quivering form now ruthlessly confined within an extremely tight pair of leggings, the elasticated material going white in some areas as the pink pigment was being pulled apart. A similar tank top barely fit over the top of her bladder, somehow pushing up her breasts even further as the already supportive material was pushed further up by her expanded abdomen.
    “Morn…Morning” Vanessa groaned, outstretching her hand to the tap and steadying herself for a moment before filling up her water bottle.
    “Mu, Morning” Eloise stuttered, watching Vanessas legs jiggle beneath her as the rush of the water came from the tap. Her face flustered and already sweating profusely, her skin shinny and pale.
    “Are you going for a run?” Eloise asked incredulously.
    “Yep” Vanessa added, grimacing as she wrenched the tap closed. Hoping that she could just do the same with her own bladder.
    Eloise could feel her throat going dry, how could she possibly survive her run. She looked and sounded about ready to explode, although she had sounded that for over two days. Perhaps her bladder was limitless?
    “You got plans?”
    “Oh, I still need to take some photos for the society.” Eloise replied. She had been meaning to head out early this morning to get some silhouettes in the morning sunrise. But lasts night party and the now empty bottle of brandy had seen that idea off.
    “You should go up on Lindon’s Hill, just behind the shopping area. Get some good views up there.” Vanessa suggested.
    “Sure, thanks!” Eloise said. “You heading out now?”
    “Yes.”
    “Cool, well I guess I will join you. At least for the first 100 meters.” Eloise said grabbing her bag that she had under the table.
    “I…ok” Vanessa said slightly nervously.
    Leaving the house they quicky said their goodbyes as Vanessa put in her earphones and began to slowly and laboured jog up the road. Each footfall causing her to groan loudly and make Eloise wonder why she was torturing herself like this. The enormity of the task at hand, each footfall shaking her bladder visibly. She could barely think of what horrible pains and pulses were racing around Vanessa now.
    Unable to look away she watched the pregnant looking woman awkwardly jog up the hill, huffing and puffing as she went. The ordinarily athletic and sprightly woman taking her time and moving at a similar pace to Eloise who watched on with interest. Almost walking into the road to maximise her time viewing her desperate friend.
    Walking to the hill Vanessa had suggested she tried to shake the thoughts and visions of Vanessa losing control in her running gear from her mind. But it seemed that no matter how hard she tried, the last few days had completely destroyed her ability to concentrate on anything else. Even as she snapped shot after shot around the campus, she found herself trying to find a way of intercepting Vanessa to spend more time together. Her friends run usually taking about an hour and going past the coffee shop on her way home. Would she stop for one even in her current condition, if she did she wanted to be there.
    Reaching the courtyard, she began to photograph the goings on of university life while keeping an eye open for her friend. After an hour and 20 minutes she was starting to give up hope, the desperate woman clearly too smart and full to add a coffee to the litres of consumed liquid. But then, just as she was giving up home a slow-moving Vanessa rounded the corner of one of the buildings. Her hand resting on her giant bladder as she walked towards her.
    Giving a friendly wave she got a half-hearted one from Vanessa who really seemed to be suffering now. The run clearly not a good idea, although she had thought that before the heavily ladened woman took off.
    “Hey, I’m just about done. Want a coffee?” Eloise offered.
    “ooh, I…” Vanessa panted, her bladder heaving where she stood.
    “I’m buying don’t worry. I owe you after that tip about the hill, it really is lovely up there.”
    “I…sure” the darkhaired woman smiled, her lips quivering slightly as she accepted the offer of a coffee despite knowing all too well it was a bad idea.
    Trying to contain her own excitement Eloise opened the door following Vanessa in. Walking in she was for some reason expecting to see Summer behind the counter, despite the fact she knew that she wasn’t working today.
    “What do you fancy?”
    “I’ll just have an Americano”
    “Sure thing.” Eloise said cheerily as she walked up to order. “Hi can I have two Americano’s please”. She wasn’t a coffee drinker but she could feel the tiredness for last night still taking its toll so maybe this would help.
    “Sure thing, are they to go?” The yong woman behind the counter asked.
    “Yes please.”
    “What size do you want, we have an offer on at the moment where a Venti is the same price as the tall.”
    Eloise knew she should say no, she knew it was the right thing to do. But at the same time there it was, the voice in the back of her head telling her to do it. After all Vanessa could choose not to drink it all if she wanted, all she was doing was buying her friend a gift. How much of that gift she used was up to her.
    “Sure thing, can I get an extra shot in each in that case.” Eloise said, the voice winning out.
    Walking back over a few moments later she could already see the trepidation on Vanessas face as she saw the size of her coffee.
    “We were lucky, they had a promotion on.” Eloise said handing her the coffee.
    “Um…thanks” Vanessa smiled weakly as she sipped her coffee to show her appreciation.
    The walk back to the house was pretty slow, now with one hand holding her coffee Vanessa was forced to move more slowly, her laboured steps more awkward and conscious decisions. The movement that comes unconsciously to everyone past the ages of about 2 now like solving a riddle for her. Each step separating her legs and momentarily opening her defences, her muscles straining for control as she ordered them to perform the same movement over and over again as they walked slowly along.
    Approaching their house they could see two figures slowly walking towards them. It seemed like Zara and Summer had finally woken up.
    “Hey guys, we are heading out for some lunch. You two should totally join us!” Summer said enthusiastically, apparently fine despite the nights drinking. She had polished off far more bottles than Zara but it was the slim gymnast that looked to be the worse off for it. Her slightly bedraggled hair and dark rings under her eyes typical of a hangover.
    “Yeah sure that would be nice. Im sure you have worked up an appetite after your run.” Eloise said, taking charge of the situation and trying to give her a reason to spend more time with her again.
    “I….” Vanessa started.
    “Where are you going?” Eloise asked
    “Just to the dog and bone for some greasy food to fight this hangover.” Zara said groggily.
    “Sure sounds good.” Eloise answered and soon the group were moving off together, vanessa just a pace behind them as she did her best to follow at the same pace.
     
    “No outside drinks sorry.” The man behind the counter said as they walked in. Elloise and Vanessa still holding their coffee cups.
    “Sorry” Eloise said, finishing off hers and holding out a hand for Vanessas. Expecting her to hand it over so they could put them in the bin. But it seemed Vanessa still had some reserves of confidence as she drained the last few mouthfuls and then handed Eloise an empty cup.
    Chucking them in the nearby bin the found themselves a large table, Vanessa groaning loudly as she sat. A number of the other patrons looking at her as she did so, her restrictive running clothes now cutting even deeper into her flesh and applying more pressure as she bent over in her seat. The absolutely massive bulge pressing into the table from the unmoving benches present in the booth they had chosen. Her bladder now so large the ordinarily thin woman barely fit into the pubs seating.
    “I’ll order if everyone knows what they want?”
    “Cooked breakfast, large.” Zara said, gently resting the cold glass vinegar bottle against her temple.
    “Same” Eloise added, she wasn’t too hungry but she had always loved it when her dad had made them back home.
    “Sounds good” Vanessa said breathlessly, her nostrils flaring as she breathed heavily even when sat down.
    “That makes it easier, any drinks?” Summer asked, standing up and taking a note of the table number. Eloise shook her head, the tea it came with more than enough for her, while the others opted for a large orange juice each.
    Remarkably quickly the table was covered in the three meat and one vegan breakfasts. The large plates surrounded by four large pots of tea and 3 orange juices. Vanessas face a picture of concern as the tea was unloaded, apparently, she had forgotten about them when she had placed the order for another drink and was regretting it.
    Due to the night of drinking it seemed Summer and Zara really had just come out to eat. Neither of them wasting a second before digging into their mountains of food. Conversation put on hold as everyone ate at surprising speed. Except for Vanessa who had started out using both hands but had to quickly abandon that plan. Instead her left hand was pressing deeply into her crotch while she used her fork in her right. Turning it on its side to cut through her food instead of using the knife and releasing her grip on her crotch. Soft moans constantly escaping her mouth as she sat there, writhing with desperation. The pot of hot tea and pint of orange juice looking like they were going down as nails. The liquid flowing into her already at capacity body with a grimace and flinch with each mouthful. 
     Soon the plates were empty once again, the remnants of beans and tomato sauce mopped up with the slices of toast as they all sat back satisfied. It seemed that even for a moment Vanessa had forgotten her need slightly, leaning back but yelping as she accidently pushed her bladder upwards and into one of the sharp edges of the table struts. Both hands instantly flying between her legs as new external pain joined in with the bolts of it shooting through her insides.
    Knowing looks passed between the others as they all knew what she was feeling, many of them having gone through the same thing this week. Although none had lasted this long or looked anywhere as full, only Lucy had such a round bulge as Vanessa was sporting right now.
    “I think I need a lie down” Vanessa stuttered, the joke coming out as more of a plea for help. But the others could agree with her, the food sitting heavily in their stomachs and making even summer feel lethargic. But draining the last from their teapots the group made a move, Eloise quickly learning that she didn’t need to tip here unlike some of the other countries she had lived in.
     
    “Ughh, I think I will join you in that lie down.” Zara said, stretching as she kicked off her shoes arriving back at home.
    “What are you on about, we should probably leave soon.” Kay said, her head poking out of her room.
    “For what?” Eloise asked.
    “Don’t tell me you all forgot, it’s the back to the future marathon at the cinema.” Kay said, her arms folding across her chest.
    “Im sorry, im not sure im feeling up to it” Vanessa said, her lips pursing and swallowing hard.
    “No, no one is backing out, ive already got you all tickets since you all agreed!” She said, seemingly standing taller to be more authoritative.
    “But I…” Vanessa
    “Ah, ah, ah. Get your shoes, the rest of us are ready.”
    Feeling her bladder already filling after the mornings drinks Eloise knew she should use her toilet now. But with the rest of them standing outside her room in the coridoor she felt uncomfortably awkward in doing so. But even as she tried to put it to the back of her mind she couldn’t manage it.
    “I’ll be right back, need to put my stuff away.” She said, her cheeks blushing a little.
    Walking into her room she closed the door behind her, still worried they would be able to hear it. Looking around she grabbed the duvet off her bed and put it near the gap under the door, her paranoid mind taking over and hoping it would block some of the sound for some reason. Closing the second bathroom door behind her she was about to sit when she realised they might hear the stream hitting the water. Shivering slightly as her bare skin made contact with the cold toilet she positioned herself at and angle and did her best to release her stream in a controlled, slow and quiet manner. Her muscles burning slightly as she forced them to remain partially closed. But after a few seconds the seemed to get the idea and a surprisingly long stream left her for almost a minute, making her doubly glad she had decided to go now.
    “Alright guys, im ready to go” Eloise said happily, feeling much more relaxed and happy to see none of them seemed to have noticed anything.
     
    The line for the small theatre was massive, the weekends showings completely sold out to the students who had nothing better to do since classes were cancelled. Standing in line Eloise couldn’t keep her eyes of Vanessa as she visibly pulsed where she stood. Her upper torso dancing to unheard music as she crossed, uncrossed and crossed her legs again and again. 30 minutes later they had made it into the building, the group making small talk while they waited. But all eyes including Eloise’s and several of the bystanders were watching the obviously desperate woman in their group.
    “You get the tickets ill get the snacks”, Eloise offered, conscious of the time they had to get into the theatre before the film started. 
    “Ill join you and help carry them.” Kay said with Allie following as well.
    “Everyone ok with coke?” Eloise asked as she turned towards the confectionary counters and getting nods of approval, she headed in.
    “How can I help?” The teenage girl behind the counter asked, looking already exhausted after the mid-day rush.
    “Yeah sure can I get 8…” Eloise said before realising that she hadn’t actually thought of what to get. Looking up she quickly browsed the stall, her eyes lighting up when she spotted the back to the future deal.
    “8 Back to the future combo’s” she finished, the woman totalling it up the bill and handing over the novelty Doc Brown collectable glasses. Next came the 8 large popcorn’s and then finally the 8 giant cups, each holding well over a liquid at 32 oz.
    “Don’t you think those are a little big?” Allie pointed out.
    “I mean its three films that’s like 6 hours right?” Eloise explained as she grabbed a couple of each of the combos, her arms full.
    “Good point, probably save us in the long run!” Allie and Kay agreed enthusiastically, grabbing the rest and carrying them back to the group.
    “These should see us through” Allie said half jokingly as she lumped the supplies into each of the others hands.
    “And here is yours” kay said as she pressed the extra-large drink into Vanessa’s hands, the colour seeming to fall out of her face as she accepted it. Her brain wavering and telling her to say something, but her mouth opened with no words escaping it. Her other hand that was between her legs forced to leave the warm recesses of her quivering crotch and grab the popcorn.
    Handing over their tickets the group sided into their row of seats, Vanessa grunting with each sideways step that caused her legs to separate more than they had in days. Taking her seat she let out a longer moan, her giant bladder troubling her greatly as it overflowed her body and now spilled onto her lap. The slightly angled seats amplifying her stature as they forced her to lean forwards slightly.
    Settling into their seats they had arrived just in time, the lights dimming and the first advert starting. It had been a while since Eloise had seen a movie in a theatre and she found herself far more excited than she had thought she would. Unable to stop smiling as the Universal pictures’ logo appeared, sipping from her drink she sat back and was ready to enjoy the film.
    97 minutes later the lights came back up, the first film just as good as they had all remembered. There had been some films that watching them back hadn’t lived up to her childhood memories but this was not one of them. Grabbing the large drink she sipped from the straw, realising that as she only got air she had somehow finished it all. Although given the fact the large cups didn’t fit in the holders and she had been forced to hold it the entire film it was no surprise. But what was a surprise was that it appeared Vanessa and all of the others had too. The lights showing through the thin carboard and revealing a tiny amount left in each of the cups. The volume of liquid already filling her bladder quickly, she could only imagine the impact it must have been having on the still holding Vanessa given she was clearly already at her limit.
    “Oh man, I love that film!” Kay said excitedly, her love of movies really coming through as she seemed to be in her element.  “But I think I might need a refill” she added, shaking her cup.
    “How have you eaten all the popcorn?” Summer joked, the sticky container resting on the ground now there was nothing in it to risk being kicked over.
    “What, I was hungry” Kay defended herself. “But it has made me really thirsty.” She said standing.
    Eloise knew this was her moment, the angel and devil in her minds battling over it once again as she contemplated getting Vanessa another of the large drinks. She was enthralled, fascinated by the sheer force of will and holding capabilities of her housemate. How could one personal hold so much, would she be able to hold anything close to her by the end of her time at university, how much more could Vanessa take? A million questions raced around her mind once again, but this time she could feel the devil winning as she strived to find an answer. Just as it had forced her hand and not told Lucy about her drink being dosed, the familiar feeling came over her, almost giddy with excitement.
    “They are free refills for the whole day. Why don’t we go and get everyone a refill before the next film starts in 10 minutes.” Eloise said, standing slightly to quickly.
    Grabbing the now empty cups from her friends she could see the reluctance in the eyes of Vanessa, she could clearly handle no more. She was full, completely and absolutely full, and yet with a shaky hand she held up her cup to be refilled. Unable to refuse the drink for her pride, confidence or some other reason.
    But as Eloise replaced it a few minutes later with another full cup both knew this could be the end for her. The quiet moans and pulsing of her body now constant and torturous for the sweating woman. The only saving grace in the warm theatre the fact she was still wearing her tight spandex but moisture wicking clothes. They had gotten more than a few looks from people in the lobby, many in their back to the future costumes. But it was unsurprising given how she was acting, thankfully her moans and whimpers didn’t seem to be distracting those around them.
    However, it was not Vanessa’s bladder troubles that were starting to worry Eloise as the second film started. It was her own, even in the short time since the movie had ended her need seemed to be going up at a breakneck pace. The large caffeinated drink flowing through her stomach and filling her bladder at a worrying pace. By the halfway point she couldn’t help but jostle her tightly crossed legs as the pressure within her bladder increased in leaps and bounds, the second large drink half finished and now sitting on the floor as to not tempt her.
    Glad for the dark surrounding she pressed a hand between her legs, glad for the extra support but she was really starting to worry now. Digging her nails into the arm rest she felt her bladder cramp inside her, a combination of the fizzy drinks and sheer quantity increasing the discomfort she was feeling. While in other days she had been pushing herself, the desire to increase her capabilities of holding strong. As she eyed the half empty cup resting next to her fidgeting feet she already knew that she had drunk too much to be able to hold this amount. She had to pee, and she had to pee soon.
    Sitting their restlessly she tried to hold out for the end of the film, but 5 minutes was all it took for her desperation to go from an uncomfortable 8 to a desperate 9. The Coke surging into her bladder that now ached terribly. She couldn’t hold it, she had to get to a bathroom now!
    Standing gingerly she felt the weight of her bladder shift uncomfortably inside her, a spasm of her muscles causing her thighs to slam together as she felt her muscles tremble. Excusing herself she shuffled out, ignoring the weird looks from her friends. Slowly walking out into the lobby she could feel the seconds of control she had left slipping, making her increase her pace as the true urgency of the situation made itself known.
    Power walking she thrust a hand between her legs as she walked through campus towards her one salvation, the house. Red faced she couldn’t help but blush as she gripped herself through her trousers. Pausing for a moment she doubled over, waiting for the crossing to turn green and allow her to pass. Marching on the spot she contemplated just making a run for it, but thankfully she noticed it start to turn and the cars stopping. Their occupants watching her desperate dash across the road with renewed speed, almost running at this point as she felt her whole body shaking with need. Each step sending shockwaves through her bloated bladder, filled so tightly with coke. The method of her fascination with pushing Vanessa to her limits coming back to bite her, why did she have to drink so much as well! In a way she couldn’t help but feel she in some way deserved this, but she wasn’t about to give in now.
    Rounding the corner next to the house she felt her muscles give up for just a moment, stopping where she stood, she clenched all her muscles rhythmically. A deep burning sensation between her legs making her unsure if she had leaked or it was just her muscles. Either way she couldn’t just stand here, so once again she began but this time she did run.
    Half sprinting she could feel each layer of her defences peeling back like a high security vault, but she knew she was done for either way. Grabbing the door handle it clicked loudly as she barged it open, sliding on the mat she felt a distinct wetness between her legs for a just a moment.
    Throwing herself through her room she all but launched herself into the bathroom, her trousers around her ankles before she had even crossed the threshold of the small room. Pivoting in a half crouch she could already feel her body starting to release, but with not a moment to spare she landed safely on the toilet. A sudden burst of piss erupting out of her, the relief causing her toes to curl in her shoes as she moaned loudly. Her pent-up pee shooting noisily into the bowl as she breathed heavily, it had been close…to close.
    Looking down she could see a distinct wet patch on the crotch of her pink panties, she had made it but only by a matter of seconds. Luckily as she inspected her jeans it seemed they had remained dry, just about.
    Finishing her pee Eloise couldn’t help but sit there, relaxed and enjoying the sensation of being empty. But at the same time, her mind went back to Vanessa and imagining what she must be going through. Taking off her shoes she quickly undressed, changing her damp underwear that she ashamedly balled up and threw in the bottom of her laundry hamper. Grabbing a new pair she vouched not to let it get to that state again and began to make her way back up to the cinema, hoping to be back in time for the third film.
    Sliding back into their row of seats she had arrived at the interval, the lights were back up and she could see the room. While it made getting to her seat easier it did mean it was all but impossible to sneak back to her seat.
    “Everything alright?” Summer asked, as she stood to let her past.
    “Yeah sorry, forgot my mum was going to call me.” Eloise lied, hoping her blushing cheeks were not a dead give away. But it seemed that she had accepted the explanation as she continued moving down the line.
    Sighing as she sat back in her chair she certainly felt much more relaxed, the dance with her accident tiring her out a surprising amount. But hearing a loud groan from her left a shot of adrenaline seemed to surge through her body as she looked over towards Vanessa expectantly.
    “You ok?” Allie asked, the last deep groan sounding far more desperate than the last.
    “I…think I might head back guys.” Vanessa said, her eyes fluttering a little.
    “Come on its just one more film.” Kay said indignantly.
    “Im just a little hungry” Vanessa said, smiling awkwardly.
    “Why don’t we go out as a house for dinner afterwards? That pub we went too had some nice looking options.” Zara suggested.
    Vanessa looked at the others for a moment, the torment of more holding clearly playing on her mind. She was stuck between a rock and a wet place at this point, pursing her lips she nodded reluctantly.
    “But I am going to get a refill of popcorn, I’ll go get us all some more drinks too.” Allie said, standing and waving Kay to come with her to help.
    “Pass your cups down.” Kay said, holding out her hand.
    “Its ok, I still have some of mine since I left” Eloise said, happy to be out of another round of the giant drinks.
    “Ok, Vanessa?” Kay said looking at the woman next to her.
    “I….” Vanessa said breathlessly as she tried to come up with an excuse.
    “Oh never mind, its right here.” Kay said, picking up the empty cup from next to Vanessas pretzeled legs. “Be right back.”
    Throughout the next film Eloise could hear something over the loud base filled audio coming from the speakers. An insistent heavy breathing from her left intermingled with increasingly frequent groans was a little distracting to say the least. Unable to focus on the film she was constantly stealing glances at her housemate as the battle within Vanessa seemed to intensify. The once again empty drink laying on its side but allowing one of her hands to grip between her legs as the other held onto the seat ahead of her. Unlike everyone else that was relaxed and leaning back it seemed she had chosen to lean forwards, her hand bracing herself against the row Infront as she pulsed, rocked and bobbed in her seat. But despite her outward appearance she held on, making it through the third film.
    “Man I love those films.” Kay said, stretching her arms wide before standing.
    “Guys…I…Don’t think I can do this.” Vanessa said, her voice surprisingly calm but her eyes full of panic.
    “What do you mean?” Allie asked.
    “I cant, hold it” Vanessa whimpered, her voice cracking this time.
    “Yes you can!” Zara said supportively.
    “You are the last one left, probably in the whole university!” Kay replied.
    “But…” Vanessa breathed heavily, wincing as pain raced through her body.
    “You are the strongest person I know. You can do this!”
    “I….” Vanessa said again, her body convulsing slightly.
    “Holy shit guys!” Lucy said from behind them, her eyes glued to her phone that she had just turned back on.
    “Classes are back on tomorrow!” She said, looking up at them all.
    “Wait, that means you can totally do it Vanessa.” Summer said
    “Its just a little longer. Come on, you can beat this.” Kay added.
    “Tomorrow…Tomorrow…Just a bit longer” Vanessa panted, her wavering hand outstretching and legs helping her stand. A loud grunt reverberating from her chest as she forced her muscles to obey her. A new fire in her eyes as she could finally see the finish line!
     
     
    That night Eloise was once again unable to sleep, tossing and turning as Vanessas grunts and pacing footsteps above her made their way through the silent house and into her mind. The desperate woman clearly unable to sleep as she battled with her body.
    Eloise had been worried about missing out on her final hours, but it seemed that only U-Block had been deemed safe. This had lead to a number of room shortages and timetabling conflicts, so much to her surprise and happiness she, Vanessa, Summer and Julia would all share their first class together in the morning. Giving her the perfect reason to go up to the University with them all. Turning over again she heard her alarm go off, was it morning already! She hadn’t slept a wink, but felt more awake and alert than she had in days.
    “How are you doing?” Eloise asked as she walked into the kitchen, spotting the even more desperate looking woman writhing in the kitchen. Her easily pregnant looking stomach full of so much liquid it bulged preposterously. The unreal looking bulge formed of days of liquid and held back by the shredded remains of her self control.
    “I…I….I…cant do this” Vanessa stammers, her body quaking in desperation.
    “Come on, you can do it. Its just a little longer, you have held out so long. You have beaten everyone else you can survive this!”
    “I…I’ve never had to go this bad in my life. I don’t even know what is happening any more. I…I just cant anymore!” she all but yelled in the room.
    “We can go in early, you just need to hold it like 30 more minutes. Just think about it, the only one to survive the outage!” But looking at her she could see why she was so demanding that she could hold it not one moment more. Her giant bulging body was quivering with every second as her inflated bladder continued stretching her to its absolute limits and clearly driving her mad with desperation.
    “Mmmmmm” Vanessa moaned, her hands all but rubbing against her private areas as she continued to groan, the gaps between the pulses spasms and shockwaves it was sending and had been sending for days at this point now measured in seconds not minutes.
    “You guys ready for the first day of a new year?” Julia asked cheerfully as she entered the room. Pouring out a dozen energy drink cans from her bag after a late night study session last night. Refilling her water bottle Eloise couldn’t help but notice that even she had a slight bulge in her abdomen. Not a shock given the quantity of cans she had been drinking and thinking about it most of them had gone several days since their accidents. Maybe it wouldn’t be just Vanessa making a made dash for the ladies room after all.
    As if on cue they were joined by Summer, dressed in a tight white summer dress and knee-high socks she looked more ready for a day in the sun than a lecture. But she too had a noticeable bulge, her legs gently resting against each other as she stood near the doorway. But none of them compared to Vanessa.
    “Ok im ready!” She said, still looking a little tired.
    “I can do this.” Vanessa grunted “But we have to go now, im ab..about…to piss myself.” She stuttered as she visibly winced while standing. Air hissing out between her clenched teeth as she heaved herself into the air, a hand pressing into her back.
    Grabbing their things the group hastily made their way up to the university, Vanessa managing an impressive turn of speed given her condition. A speed that only seemed to increase the closer they got, grabbing the handles to the uni rooms she was relieved to see them open. The keypad light turning green as she wrenched the doors open, with no other thought than finding the toilets.
    “Ah, you three, four. Just the people I was looking for.”
    “Mrs Johnson!” Julia said surprised as they came face to face with their school master.
    “Would you mind coming with me.” The smartly dressed woman said, the sentence more of a command that a question. Looking around Eloise could see Vanessa die a little inside as her relief was delayed yet again.
    Walking into the office it had been transformed from the shady dim room it was before into a bright and almost welcoming old space.
    “Please, take a seat.” Mrs Johnson said, the group filing in and grabbing one of the wooden chairs situated in front of the desk.
    “I have something I meant to ask you all, but thought it would be better to do it in person. But first, where are my manners.” She said, walking over and grabbing a steaming tea pot from the small table to their left. Placing it on the desk she began to pour four small cups of the liquid and handing them out.
    “So it is tradition for us to hold an annual industry meet and greet with last years graduates each year. It gives the top students that have left us a chance to talk and mingle with some of the best and most influential people in our sector. But this year we have decided to include you three, sorry four as added guests. You have all proven yourselves extremely capable and would like you to represent our current students at the event if you wouldn’t mind.”
    “That would be amazing!” Julia said excitedly before checking herself. “Sorry, I mean it would be a privilege” she replied while taking a sip from her tea.
    Eloise couldn’t help but feel a little like a fourth wheel here by circumstance rather than merit, but it would certainly be a good learning experience. Sipping her tea she had to bite her tongue slightly to stop herself reacting. The black tea far more bitter than she was use to, yet it was a familiar bitterness that she couldn’t quite place.
    “But what about classes?” Summer asked, herself seemingly enjoying the strong herbal blend of whatever was in the tea pot and drinking It happily.
    “Oh no worries there, its not scheduled until this afternoon. I will have a car ready to take you to the event once your lessons are over.” She said smiling, refilling Summers cup which she had emptied.
    “What do we need to do?” Julia asked.
    “Oh nothing really. Simply go there speak to people and see if anything piques your interest. Its as much for you as it is the university, its good for us to get our students out there and have a presence in the biggest companies. Several of our best graduates have been hired soon after these events so it’s a good opportunity to make a good impression for yourself and the university. There is a panel with our alumni that I would like you to take part in though, simply a Q and A sort of thing, assuming you want too?”
    “Yes!” Julia jumped at the chance. The others simply nodding.
    “Sure thing, now Eloise I know you are just a first year. But I thought it would be good to send along a new student to see what you thought about it. But it could be a good experience for you too, see what areas of the industry you might want to go into for example.”
    “Yes mam” Eloise nodded.
    “Good, now I did just want to go through a couple of things so that we are all one the same page.”
    20 long minutes later they had all been briefed by her about the school and what to say at certain topics. The friendly good for you atmosphere replaced by a serious and important one of them having a job to do. It seemed there was a lot riding on this event, for Mrs Johnson and the university in general.
    “Right then, I better let you get to class. I will make sure that the car is ready to pick you up once your classes have finished. Please make sure to be ready, punctuality is always important at these events and I don’t want them to have to wait for our students.” She finished, standing and indicating for them to do the same.
    Groaning as she stood Mrs Johnson looked at Vanessa wearily. “Everything ok Vanessa?”
    “Yes mam” She said breathlessly, a forced smile appearing on her flushed face.
    “Good, now enjoy your first class.”
    Walking down the corridor they hurried along, their class starting in just one minute. A longing and desperate look towards the ladies’ room from Vanessa showing she was more than contemplating dashing in, but panting slightly she forced her legs to carry on past it and into the lecture room. Maybe they would have a break, or she could find some other way of excusing herself.
    The large room itself was filled with a couple of hundred students, many grouped together already. Finding unoccupied chairs, the housemates grabbed a number of desks near the back of the room. The young-looking lecturer at the front currently shuffling some papers on the front desk before clearing her throat and starting the session. They had arrived without a moment to spare, not that Vanessa seemed to be happy about her own punctuality.
    “ladies, welcome back to my classes or hello for the first time.” The Lecturer smiled, her teeth perfect and shinning as she warmly welcomed them.
    “Now, I thought it would be fun to start the year with a little practical. It will also have some down time so you can get to know some of the newer students” she said, her hand indicating to the number of first years.
    “Thank god.” Vanessa muttered quietly beside Eloise. Her crossed legs going back to jigging furiously beneath the desks, something she had been fighting herself from doing in the dean’s office.
    “So, some theory before the fun. In 2011 a scientist from the Netherlands linked the fullness of one’s bladder to the ability to make better rational decisions. A thought that is largely at odds with how many of us feel when we have a strong urge, you would expect the irritability to cause bad choices. But in their studies, they found that people already suppressing an impulse, the impulse to pee, were fundamentally better at making other choices where impulse was important. The outcome of their research suggesting that the areas of the brain needed to resolve one could be linked to the other.
    “Oh god…” Vanessa said softly, her brain already seeing where this “practical” was going.
    “So, today we are going to do something similar. We are going to test the impacts of a full bladder on academic test scores. These general science tests will also serve as a starting grade for your year with me so its not just a case of not trying. I expect you all to do your best, but due to the nature of these examinations you will not be able to leave the room until both sets are complete.”
    “Oh God!” Vanessa whimpered again, her voice far shaky as she was once again delayed but this time in the worst possible way. Her hold increasing in length substantially at this point, the mere seconds away she had been twice already taunting her mind. Biting her lip her legs went into overdrive, the vibrations shaking the desk Eloise was sharing with her.
    “Now, because we have several years all in one class room we are going to have to modify the tests according to each of your bladder holding capabilities. It would be unfair to give the first years enough to make a dent in a third year, and not really worth it to do the opposite. As such, First years will be given 2 litres, second years 3.5L and 5L for third years. You will have two hours to drink the isotopically balanced drink during the first test. This will be followed by a 30-minute break for first years, an hour for second years and two hours for you third years. Then you will carry out the second two-hour test. You will be free to go once you complete the second test, but until then you must remain in the room.
    Even Eloise’s eyes went wide as she explained everything, they sure were not easing people into it. She would have to down 2 litres and hold it for Four and a half hours! Could she do that, but more importantly could Vanessa hold 5 more litres. The sweating and panting third year about to be truly pushed far, far beyond her limits.
     
     
     
    Less than four hours later Eloise hobbled out of the room, her legs and muscles quivering as she fought for control. It had been humiliating to be the first of them to leave, she couldn’t even remember the last few questions from the test that she had blitzed through. Despite trying to measure their ability to do tasks while desperate, she just couldn’t hold on any longer and as bad as it had been to walk out like this, it was better than the alternative. Her underwear was already damp for the second time in as many days, standing up and the walking to the front too much for her muscles. She hadn’t considered herself to be a leaker, but if recent events were anything to go on she might have to start worrying about it.
    Urging herself forwards she found her way into the ladies room, silently glad to be the first out so there wasn’t a que. Opening the stall she breathed a sigh of relief as she let the ocean inside her empty out into the toilet below her.  What was she going to do at the end of term if this was as much as she could hold. Would she be forced to take the remedial classes that Allie had talked about?
    Finding a seat in the hall she got out her phone, trying to find something to pass the time until her friends were out. The group of super holders surely able to keep control of themselves of their test scores. But worrying for Eloise as she watched the last of the first years desperately scurry for the bathroom after finishing their tests properly, she could already feel her own bladder filling considerably again. Something that happened a further two times over the next two and a half hours, what had she done to herself. Was it something to do with her holding too much, maybe it was something to do with the Isotonic drink they had just forced her to drink. Either way as she peed for the third time that morning, she couldn’t help but feel a little worried for her future at this university if this was what the first day was like. Taking her seat back in the hall Eloise sank into the uncomfortably hard chair and waited for the others.
    She didn’t have to wait long, the third years all walking out together after finishing their test with no real effort for most of them. But as she looked towards her friends it was a totally different story, each of them looked incredibly uncomfortable as their bladders once again bulged out of their skin. The five litres and days without relief pushing them all back to the bitter edge of control once again. But none of them compared even slightly to the state of Vanessa. Her enormous bladder so full it was barely recognisable as one, jutting out of her far more than anyone’s should do. The hemline of her leggings now below the ocean of pee inside her, compressed beneath the mass of liquid which hung over them precariously.
     
    “Ladies Where have you been?” Dean Johnson said as she hurried down the corridor towards them, her heels loudly clacking off the surface “The event starts in an hour, you need to get going now otherwise you will be late.”
    “B, But…” Vanessa pleaded, the others looking on nervously both for their friend and their own clearly full bladders. The bathroom just a few feet away, but a long que forming out of the door as another class of first years had finished up just before they had emerged. There was no way they could make it to the event in time if they waited, but would they even make it to the event without exploding?
    “The journey takes about an hour, im not even sure if you will make it on time if you leave right now. Better not keep them waiting any longer you cant afford to be late.” The dean reaffirmed again as as almost physically pushed the group towards the exit next to her office. The side door offering good access to the staff parking where a large black car was waiting for them.
    Bundling in all three of them let out varying degrees of groans as they sat. A loud cracking noise sounding in the car as the elastic of Vanessas leggings finally gave up the ghost and disintegrated around her giant bladder. The ordinarily strong material torn to tatters by her expanded abdomen and the pressure it was generating.
    Despite only taking an hour to get to the event, Eloise had begun to fidget in the back of the car as she joined the others in needing the use of a bathroom once again. The fact worrying her greatly, she knew she had drunk a lot in the lesson but surely it had all come out now? Had she waited too long, had she damaged something by trying to hold too much too soon at the cinema yesterday?
    Stepping out of the car she blinked in the sunlight, her thighs rubbing together for a few moments before she started towards the large white brick building that lay ahead of them. The large hall surrounded by a number of expensive cars and people milling around. Large signs advertised the many products and services that those in attendance today offered, some of the largest brands in the world were here!
    “Right this way please” A young woman with a clip board said to their side. “The talk is about to begin I’m afraid we are already a couple of minutes behind schedule.”
    Looking at each other for a moment they followed the ponytailed woman inside the building, being led to a large double door as they all tried to put their desperation to the back of their minds. It was supposed to be a two hour talk and Eloise was quickly starting to worry about having to admit her need in a packed room full of experts on the matter. Her classmates and fellow students had been one thing but this would be something else.
    “I’m sorry, it’s just those three.” She said, holding up a hand to stop Eloise.
    “What?” Eloise asked confused.
    “I’m afraid its Miss Vanessa, Julia and Summer that have been asked to take part as final year students. You will have to take a seat in the auditorium, just head down their and through those doors on the left.” The woman said.
    “Oh, ok” Eloise said slightly dejectedly.
    “Hey, we will see you after.” Summer said smiling at her, the blonde’s legs shifting where she stood.
    “Sure thing.” Eloise smiled back, leaving the three of them too it and taking a seat near the rear of the auditorium just as the talk began.
    The talk itself was actually quite interesting, the various alumni talking about their graduate placements and how they got into the industry. But Eloise could tell many were watching her three friends at the end of the line of students. Summer and Julia clearly embarrassed and red faced while they tried and failed to control their squirming. Strangely it was Vanessa who seemed in the most control as she sat there looking like a blimp, her face sweating and wincing as her bloated and bulging body twitched. Her tormented bladder sending signal after signal for more than a week to empty itself, but still the deathly proud or stubborn owner of it held on and other than the gentle rocking of her body she was still. Although she was clearly struggling as she stared off at a point on the horizon, completely not registering anything that was going on around her. Thankfully it seemed the questions were aimed at the three of them in general and as such the other two fielded most of the questions.
    But that became more of an issue as time wore on, entering the second hour is was clear that Julia and Summer were struggling more and more. Summers crossed legs bouncing as she gently placed her hands folded on her lap. Her deep Blue eyes and pink metallic painted lips quivering in unison a she bit them, her beaming white teeth now covered in pinkish marks from her lipstick. Sweat forming on her and Julia’s forehead as they tried to remain composed as the pressure within them mounted.
    In the crowd a similar sensation was filling Eloise with dread, her own bladder filling once more although thankfully slower this time. Even so, with 10 minutes to go she was once again forced to excuse herself. It wasn’t as bad as it had been in the lecture, but if she had done something to herself she knew she had to be smart and start taking any and all opportunities to save her graces.
    Sneaking out from the back of the large room she made her way to the ladies’ room the others had spotted before. Entering a cubicle, she sat and let her body relax once more, yawning as the lack of sleep took its tool on her. Smacking her lips she tasted the weirdly familiar bitter tea, but as she sat there her brain finally connected the two memories. It was the beer! The diuretic ladened beer she had drunk almost two weeks ago and that had spelt disaster for Lucy, the first of them to loose it so long ago. But wait, that couldn’t be right could it? Surely the dean wasn’t dosing her students with potent diuretics? But it would explain how she had felt today, the repeated bathroom trips after the tea and litres of water. The only question remaining was why, why would she do it.
    Finishing up and still confused by the revelation Eloise made her way to the corridor, seeing that the talk was finally ending. Going back to the door she had been turned away from she waited for her friends to emerge. Should she tell them, but what if she was wrong. There really wasn’t much to go on.
    The door in front of them opened, a member of staff holding it open for the guests.
    Grunting and clutching herself Vanessa waddled out of the room, Eloise had thought it impossible for her to look any bigger and yet every time she looked it seemed as if the poor woman had grown even more. Her bladder inflating like a water balloon, possibly due to the effects of the diuretic that had broken their friend more than a week earlier.
    “Toilet, Toilet, Toilet, Toilet” Summer muttered loudly as she almost raced past Vanessa, heading directly towards the ladies room. A slow moving Julia holding herself but following in the same direction as they sought their much needed relief.
    “Well, I think that went well. Don’t you think.” A familiar voice sounded behind them. The dean of their University coming out of one of the audience doors. She must have snuck in unnoticed near the end.
    “Yes mam” Julia said, pressing her legs together tightly and trying to put on a professional demeanour.
    “Im sorry, I…” Summer started
    “I’ve got some people I would like you to meet” Mrs Johnson said ignoring the pleas of Summer and the obvious shows of absolute desperation all three were putting on.
    “I…” Summer tried again.
    “Right this way, they are the leads on the Darrius project that…Aren’t you coming?” She asked clearly annoyed.
    “Bu…hu…hu” Vanessa stammered, her eyes fluttering and going into the back of her head for a moment. Her entire body shaking as she stood there, half stooped as her absolutely enormous bladder forced her to stand with an unnatural stance. Taking another longing look at the bathroom and then back at the unimpressed dean of her University she shook again before turning to follow.
    “I…” Summer said, her tone of voice several octaves higher as she pitched one thigh into the other before relenting and following. Her knees knocking as she walked and causing her white skirt to flutter.
    “These are Kim and Tony” she said indicating to a pair of casually dressed twins, the two women smiling at them.
    “I would like to introduce some of our top students” She said the two groups exchanging awkward handshakes.
    As they talked Eloise could see Summers nervous glances towards the bathroom, her knees continuing to hit into each other as she stood still, trying her best to listen to the apparently important women. Vanessa however could not have looked more zoned out, her matted hair sticking to her sweaty face as she continued to groan quietly, swallowing hard and teetering slightly where she stood. Her condition getting more than a fair share of concerned glances from the pair of women she was being introduced too. Yet they said and did nothing to help her. Julia was doing most of the talking, her stocking clad legs gently rasping against each other, the noise of the nylon just audible over the idle chit chat going on in the room.
    “Anyway, we need to go and find Thomas Elder. We said we would meet up with him after.” The pair of women said as if they all knew him, taking a last glance at Vanessa the pair departed.
    As soon as their backs were turned the three desperate women all took a step towards the bathroom before they were cut off once again. Fate cruelly playing them off against relief and professional and academic standings.
    “Who else can I introduce you too.” Mrs Johnson considered for a moment, glancing around the room.
    “I think” “I need” Julia and Summer spoke up at the same time. Desperate to find a way of the situation without offending their school dean.
    “Ah Julian, I would like you to meet some of our top students.” Mrs Johnson said, ignoring their plight once again.
    “Mrs Johnson” Summer whimpered, her own movements stopping as she clenched her muscles tightly. Her hands turning into tight fists by her sides as she grimaced, almost pulsing where she stood.
    “Right then Summer, Julia, Vanessa. I would like you too….”
    “Uhhhhh!” A shout filled the room, cutting the deans introductions off moments before a loud splattering noise erupted from beneath Summer as she doubled over in pain.
    Beside Eloise a waterfall of piss was falling between summers slender legs, her white knee-high socks instantly wet and turning slightly yellow. Pee racing down her thighs, spiralling down her now still legs, rivulets forking off in many directions as the forceful spray continued. More streams fell from her supple skin, flushed red by the constant movement throughout the last hour as she had tried to fight this. But here Summer stood, meters from a bathroom uncontrollably wetting herself while surrounded by some of the most important people in her industry.
    “Im sorry” She sobbed at the dean of her school who looked on gobsmacked. Her mouth hanging open but eyes strangely sparkling as Eloise looked into them. Her fascination with what was going on in front of her matched by the dean and all but confirming her thoughts about the diuretic she had given to them all.  
    “I…”the Dean stuttered. “Im sorry, I didn’t realise.” She tried to lie.
    The downpour between Summers legs capturing her attention as she watched on, summers hands covering her face as she continued to shake. Her inflated bladder slowly receding as its contents were nosily spilled onto the floor beneath her.
    As the accident slowed down the Dean seemed to come to her senses, beckoning over the woman that had met them. Having a word in her ear it seemed they were having some sort of urgent conversation.
    “Im sorry girls, I will have you taken home now.” The dean announced.
    “But…” Julia started, her own legs bending and crossing as Summers accident expedited the desperation she felt.
    “The car will take you back to the university.” She said before turning around and leaving the four of them. Their guide ushering them out to the car park once more before they could protest. Julia’s neck craning round as she tried to get one last look at the toilets. But once again she and the others were bundled into the back of the car, the woman having a word with the driver before they set off back to the university.
     
    Sitting quietly the group of them simply stared out at the passing countryside. The groans and grunts of Vanessa somehow blending into the background. The uttered tones now so common place to hear over the last day or two that even Eloise was taking less notice of them. Opposite her Julia was staring out the window, her hand clutching the edge of her emerald skirt as her black stockings bounced up and down.
    Summer was clearly humiliated once more, the latest wetting in the middle of the event far worse than even the one in the gym. Resting her head against the headrest she was simply staring at the floor, her cheeks still red and tears forming in the corners of her eyes which she would occasionally wipe away.
    Looking out the window Eloise watched the scenery go by for some time, until she saw a sign for the nearby city. Why were they heading towards it, it was in the opposite direction to the University? Looking at her friends it seemed none of them had noticed, Vanessa and Julia to desperate while Summer was seemingly in her own head.
    “Where are we headed?” She asked the driver loudly, Julia and Summer looking up.
    “To the University” her replied
    “Isn’t it the other way?” Eloise asked.
    Taking a moment to press some buttons on the Satnav the driver was clearly checking something.
    “Im sorry, I must have put in the wrong address. I will take the next off ramp and correct” He said, but surely he would have had the correct code in considering he picked them up there. Didn’t he work for the university, how could he get it wrong she wondered. Checking her watch they had been driving for almost 45 minutes the wrong direction, turning their hour drive into two and a half if he found an off ramp soon.
    Opposite her Julia was biting her bottom lip, a look of dire concern on her face. Breathing rapidly through her nose only her legs moved faster, her legs running on the spot as her stockings rubbed against each other so fast Eloise was starting to worry about Julia starting a fire in the back of the car.
    “Oh god, oh god, oh no, no, no , no , no” She muttered constantly for the next 30 minutes as she sat there, ashen faced. Her display of desperation far more acted than when she had lost it in the library. Although in that case Julia had something to occupy her mind, while right now all she must have been thinking about was her need to pee. A fact that ultimately proved fatal as she went wide eyed, her head looking up and catching Eloise’s.
    “You have to stop the car” She said with some urgency.
    “Im sorry mam, we are on the motorway I cant just pull over.” The driver responded as Julia uncrossed and recrossed her legs even tighter for a moment. Her balled up fists pressing into her crotch as she wiggled in her seat.
    “But I…Oooohhhh” Julia whimpered, her face contorting into a look of discomfort as she screwed her eyes closed.  
    “Mmm” Julia whimpered again, her legs pressing into each other even tighter on the leather seats. But it was no use, for the second time that week she was starting to wet herself. The noise of the engine and wheels covering up the faint hiss of her accident but sitting opposite her, it was impossible for Eloise to miss the river of clear liquid rolling down from her chair. A puddle spreading out in the back of the seat before rushing off the waterproof seats and pooling on the floor. As pee cascaded down from the leather seats the unmistakable smell of fresh urine filled the car as another of the group lost control of her bladder.
    But she was still fighting, Julia’s hands still pressing deeply in her crotch as she tried to stem the tide but it was no use, her frantic leg movements becoming slower and slower until they stopped completely. Her legs pressed together as her bladder continued to empty, her shoulders sagging and eyes looking down as she sobbed gently. She had lost control of her bladder once again, she was supposed to be one of the top holders and yet here she was, pissing herself in a car. The only positive was that she wasn’t alone, Summers clothes still drying from her own accident.
    Next to her Vanessa somehow seemed oblivious of what was going on, her desperate brain detached from all reality as it had been for most of the day. One hand gripping between her double-crossed legs, the other slowly rubbing her bladder in small circular motions that seemed to be barely touching her skin. Any and all additional pressure causing her excruciating pain, her skin pulled as taught as possible and threatening to pop at any moment.
    Where ever Vanessa had gone too, the plain of existence somehow let her maintain her control all the way back to the university. Her rounded bladder bulging even more monstrously as she managed to outhold two of the top bladders not once but twice, the volume of pee inside her incomprehensible.
    Opening the door the evening had turned dark, the sun just about setting behind the large campus building. Stepping out Eloise was surprised to see the Dean stood waiting for them, had she planned all this?
    “Im sorry about what happened earlier.” She said, her eyes glued to watching Vanessa get out of the car behind her. Not an easy task given her current predicament, a constant moan punctuated by heavy breathing escaping her as her whole body heaved up and down. Her eyes returning back to the present and going wide as if she truly had been having an outer body experience.
    “Please, follow me.” The dean said, walking back towards the door to her office they had come out of earlier.
    Sitting down in the chairs the stains and patterns of Julia’s and Summers wet clothes still visible despite them drying. The pair sullen but trying to be respectful as they sat in the office. Next to them Vanessa was even more of a mess than she had been in the morning, unable to hide her desperation at all now she had returned to her body.
    Whimpering softly she fidgeted madly, her knees bouncing as she double crossed her legs and supported her bloated bladder with her hands.
    “Now I wanted to apologise for what happened and make sure you know that it wont be held against you in anyway.”
    “I…thank you” Summer said, although she hadn’t thought it would be.
    “I think that despite it you all made a positive impression on the visitors and I think that…”
    “Please let me use the bathroom, I’ve never needed to go this badly in my life. I was about to explode 8 hours ago and since then I’ve drunk so much, I just cant.” Vanessa uttered at break neck speed, the urgency clear in her voice as she all but exploded on the spot.
    “Vanessa! I understand your position, but that is not how you should speak to me or how someone of your stature shouldn’t be talking. We pride ourselves on control at this university and the event tonight should have been reserved for just the graduates of other years. But given your track record I thought you would make the most of it but clearly, I was mistaken.” The dean shot back, surprised at the lack of decorum from her top student.
    “Im…Im sorry mam, but im about to wet myself in your office if you don’t let me go…please!” she begged with tears rolling down her cheeks. Finally, at her wits end she was truly begging for more than just her dignity, forks of pain wracking her body every second. The pulses increasing in ferocity as she kept her bladder shut away and forced to expand even more.
    “Well, I never” The dean replied.
    “Im so full” Vanessa reiterated, her bulging body creaking under the weight of her bladder’s contents. The fraying of her leggings not the only thing that was starting to be destroyed by it.
    “Vanessa, you are top of your class and have been since first year. I am sure that you can hold on long enough to finish this conversation.” The dean said calmly.
    Groaning loudly Vanessa plunged her fists between her legs, “Please!” she pleaded, her eyes watering as she locked her legs together in a death grip.
    “Fine, if you must.” The chancellor waved her away dismissively
    But it was already too late, Eloise had seen the first burst of wetness moments ago. She hadn’t been kidding when she said she was about to lose it and now as Vanessa groaned, her bladders contents exploded out of her with tremendous force. A torrent of liquid pushing past her clenched hands and spraying around them noisily in all directions. The deafening patter of her instantaneous and sudden loss of control sounding around the room like a tropical rainstorm as Vanessa let out another guttural yell. Her whole body shaking and quivering as if possessed, her bladder overwhelming everything else in her body as fireworks of conflicting signals erupted all over her abdomen. Her muscles still contracting and forcing themselves inwards while her crotch seemingly imploded in wetness. Thick streams erupted in all directions, the heavily pressurised streams falling almost a meter away from her in some cases as the others stood up to avoid being drenched in their friends monumental accident. Her mammoth bladder threatening to flood the room if it kept up.
    A river of steaming piss was running down both her legs at breakneck pace, her absolutely drenched leggings unable to stop any liquid having already absorbed as much as they could. Not a squire inch was spared as they darkened, her pee hissing loudly through them as it continued to erupt out of her at some pace. The force causing it to shoot through the crotch of her seemingly thick clothes, the barriers of her underwear and trousers no match for the pressure build-up that had been torturing the groaning woman for almost two weeks.
    Vanessa had pushed herself to the edge and then some, past any limits Eloise or anyone thought possible. 11 days of not skimping on drinking but including nights out, a full bladdered exam and seemingly a dose of some pretty strong diuretics if Eloise’s hunch was right. Putting her hands on the desk Vanessa groaned loudly again as she let her bladder hang freely beneath her, rivers of piss escaping from her in all directions and spreading for meters across the floor.
    Eloise couldn’t think of anything, her brain completely empty of anything but the images of the show being played out in front of her. The largest bladdered woman she had ever seen, or possibly there had ever been was still peeing fiercely in the dean’s office. A puddle of unfathomable size spreading out of her as the drum beat of her accident continued, backed up by a percussive hiss and vocal groans. Her bladder and abdominal muscles stretched to their limits and finally gaining control as they forced the ocean of pee she had been holding out of her.
    For almost five minutes the group watched in a silent awe of Vanessa's accident, almost the entire wooden floor was coated in her pee. It was by far the most anyone had ever seen anyone hold, even the dean was looking on with a faint impressed look. But as she looked up and caught Eloise watching her, her demeanour changed instantly. A scowl now on her face she crossed her arms, staring intently at the woman who had just drowned her office in piss.
    “Well then, we will continue this another time then. Now if you are quite finished I think you should leave my office.” She said, her toes splashing in the puddle that had run under her desk.
    “I…” Vanessa uttered, her mind filled with a tired and euphoric cloud. Silently the group left, unspeaking about what had just happened. But while they may never speak of it again, there was no way Eloise was going to forget what she had just seen. It was a sight that would visit her in her dreams over and over again, the first week at university more than meeting her expectations.
     
    Back in her office the dean stood with her arms crossed, looking down at the enormous puddle she let herself have a curt smile at her handywork. Flipping open her phone she quickly dialled in a number.
    “Well?” She said expectantly.
    “I…I have never…she broke your record Mam.”
    “She broke my record?”
    “Yes Mam.” The voice repeated.
    Smiling to herself the dean hung up. Taking a deep breath she picked up the red phone on her desk. The same one that she had been nervous to answer.
    “Chancellor, we’ve got them.”
    A moment of silence filled the room, before a soft murmur came through the other end of the phone.
    Yes sir, she broke my record. The summer internationals are ours this year.”
    Another murmur came through, seemingly impressed sounding.
    “Thank you sir, Yes I will keep you updated on their progress.”
    Hanging up the phone she sat back in her chair, relaxing and feeling happy as the contents of Vanessa's tortured bladder continued to spread around the room. She had done her job.
     
    The end...for now?
     
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    Once again thank you to everyone who read, commented and upvoted this story, it really means a lot to know people are enjoying the story!
    Unfortunately this is the end for now.
     
    Since someone asked 😛 I do have some ideas about where I could take this story and even have half of another chapter written as a kind of Epilogue, it does answer a few of your questions / explain a bit more about how the school works / came to be the way it did. But I have been having a bit of trouble making it entertaining enough for its own chapter. But watch this space.
    The watch isn't magic although that is an interesting thought, simply far more intrusive than indicated by the dean. I have an explanation of why / how they came to be a thing in the afore mentioned unreleased chapter, so I wont explain here in case I manage to finish writing the next chapter. The dreams were more apparitions of the internal struggle between her enjoying it, doing the right thing and also trying to be "normal". But if its something you are interested in I have half a story written about something along those lines. 
    Sadly while there is scope and some ideas floating around for a continuation, It probably wont be for a while. This story took me close to 3 months to write and release, and I haven't even started to fully flesh out the next parts if there will be some. But given by how well this seems to have gone down, I will definitely think about it. Although I have a steadily growing list of stories on my "to do" list. Including one that I started about 6 months ago but keep getting distracted from. So I might have a play with that one first.
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    Chapter 7: Fit to burst.  
    A loud ring filled the office, the telephone only connecting to one other just like it. The woman’s hand waivered over it for a moment, she knew who this was.
    “Hello sir” She answered.
    “Hello, I assume you know why I am phoning.”
    “Is it about my tests sir”
    “Yes... I might have given you free reign over that school to run as you see fit, but you can not just cancel classes to fulfil your own experiments.”
    “I understand sir, but if I may, you asked me to bring this establishment back to its former glory.”
    “I did and I understand why you are performing these tests. But it is my and the boards wish that you do not compromise on the academic side. We are an educational establishment after all.”
    “Yes sir I understand.”
    “Good, so classes will resume?”
    “Yes sir, I will arrange for them to start again.”
    “Good” He finished before quickly hanging up.
    Placing her phone back on the receiver she slammed her fist into the table in frustration. A knock on the door making her look up as her assistant walked into the room.
    “What is it!”
    “Mam, we have her.”
    “The last one? I thought there were 3 left?”
    “That was true yesterday morning, since then two more have finished the trial. Both record lengths and volumes for them and any other students.”
    “Good, what about the Iron house holder who lost it early. With the new data where does she finish.”
    “Despite losing it early, she was in the top 5 for volume” The woman said sliding across a portfolio to the desk.
    “Interesting” picking up the portfolio the woman in the high back chair began browsing it. “Do you think she could hold more if given more time to acclimatise to her hold?”
    “I do mam, in fact I think the signs are she could be one of the top 3 students.”
    “Interesting” she said again.
    “Do you want me to keep monitoring them throughout the year?”
    “Yes, I think we should keep a close eye on them. They are some of the best I have ever seen.”
    “What about the remaining participant?”
    “I’ll handle her personally.”
    Standing in the kitchen the following morning Eloise found herself alone despite not getting up particularly early. The silent house barely creaking as if the structure itself was aware of the fragile heads its occupants must have. After returning with more beer the drinking had seemingly intensified, with a few drunken comments being made about Kays accident. Most of it had been cleared up by the two of them by the time they had walked through the door. But the mop and bucket, kays flat stomach and her completely drenched clothes cluing in the others instantly. Her wet clothes joining Allies and summers in a pile next to the washing machine. The previous load Julia had put in with her own pee stained clothes still going around, the chain of accidents her household had suffered backing up the machine loads. The best holders in the university succumbing to the most basic of needs slowly but surely. Now there was just one, Vanessa was the final one of them maintaining dominion on her bladder. But judging by her frantic display last night Eloise wasn’t sure how much longer even the iron bladdered athlete could manage. 
    But to her surprise it was Vanessa that woke first, and even more surprising was what she was wearing. Walking into the kitchen it was Vanessas bloated bladder that came into vision first, the hulking mass passing through the doorframe before any other part of her housemate. Its quivering form now ruthlessly confined within an extremely tight pair of leggings, the elasticated material going white in some areas as the pink pigment was being pulled apart. A similar tank top barely fit over the top of her bladder, somehow pushing up her breasts even further as the already supportive material was pushed further up by her expanded abdomen.
    “Morn…Morning” Vanessa groaned, outstretching her hand to the tap and steadying herself for a moment before filling up her water bottle.
    “Mu, Morning” Eloise stuttered, watching Vanessas legs jiggle beneath her as the rush of the water came from the tap. Her face flustered and already sweating profusely, her skin shinny and pale.
    “Are you going for a run?” Eloise asked incredulously.
    “Yep” Vanessa added, grimacing as she wrenched the tap closed. Hoping that she could just do the same with her own bladder.
    Eloise could feel her throat going dry, how could she possibly survive her run. She looked and sounded about ready to explode, although she had sounded that for over two days. Perhaps her bladder was limitless?
    “You got plans?”
    “Oh, I still need to take some photos for the society.” Eloise replied. She had been meaning to head out early this morning to get some silhouettes in the morning sunrise. But lasts night party and the now empty bottle of brandy had seen that idea off.
    “You should go up on Lindon’s Hill, just behind the shopping area. Get some good views up there.” Vanessa suggested.
    “Sure, thanks!” Eloise said. “You heading out now?”
    “Yes.”
    “Cool, well I guess I will join you. At least for the first 100 meters.” Eloise said grabbing her bag that she had under the table.
    “I…ok” Vanessa said slightly nervously.
    Leaving the house they quicky said their goodbyes as Vanessa put in her earphones and began to slowly and laboured jog up the road. Each footfall causing her to groan loudly and make Eloise wonder why she was torturing herself like this. The enormity of the task at hand, each footfall shaking her bladder visibly. She could barely think of what horrible pains and pulses were racing around Vanessa now.
    Unable to look away she watched the pregnant looking woman awkwardly jog up the hill, huffing and puffing as she went. The ordinarily athletic and sprightly woman taking her time and moving at a similar pace to Eloise who watched on with interest. Almost walking into the road to maximise her time viewing her desperate friend.
    Walking to the hill Vanessa had suggested she tried to shake the thoughts and visions of Vanessa losing control in her running gear from her mind. But it seemed that no matter how hard she tried, the last few days had completely destroyed her ability to concentrate on anything else. Even as she snapped shot after shot around the campus, she found herself trying to find a way of intercepting Vanessa to spend more time together. Her friends run usually taking about an hour and going past the coffee shop on her way home. Would she stop for one even in her current condition, if she did she wanted to be there.
    Reaching the courtyard, she began to photograph the goings on of university life while keeping an eye open for her friend. After an hour and 20 minutes she was starting to give up hope, the desperate woman clearly too smart and full to add a coffee to the litres of consumed liquid. But then, just as she was giving up home a slow-moving Vanessa rounded the corner of one of the buildings. Her hand resting on her giant bladder as she walked towards her.
    Giving a friendly wave she got a half-hearted one from Vanessa who really seemed to be suffering now. The run clearly not a good idea, although she had thought that before the heavily ladened woman took off.
    “Hey, I’m just about done. Want a coffee?” Eloise offered.
    “ooh, I…” Vanessa panted, her bladder heaving where she stood.
    “I’m buying don’t worry. I owe you after that tip about the hill, it really is lovely up there.”
    “I…sure” the darkhaired woman smiled, her lips quivering slightly as she accepted the offer of a coffee despite knowing all too well it was a bad idea.
    Trying to contain her own excitement Eloise opened the door following Vanessa in. Walking in she was for some reason expecting to see Summer behind the counter, despite the fact she knew that she wasn’t working today.
    “What do you fancy?”
    “I’ll just have an Americano”
    “Sure thing.” Eloise said cheerily as she walked up to order. “Hi can I have two Americano’s please”. She wasn’t a coffee drinker but she could feel the tiredness for last night still taking its toll so maybe this would help.
    “Sure thing, are they to go?” The yong woman behind the counter asked.
    “Yes please.”
    “What size do you want, we have an offer on at the moment where a Venti is the same price as the tall.”
    Eloise knew she should say no, she knew it was the right thing to do. But at the same time there it was, the voice in the back of her head telling her to do it. After all Vanessa could choose not to drink it all if she wanted, all she was doing was buying her friend a gift. How much of that gift she used was up to her.
    “Sure thing, can I get an extra shot in each in that case.” Eloise said, the voice winning out.
    Walking back over a few moments later she could already see the trepidation on Vanessas face as she saw the size of her coffee.
    “We were lucky, they had a promotion on.” Eloise said handing her the coffee.
    “Um…thanks” Vanessa smiled weakly as she sipped her coffee to show her appreciation.
    The walk back to the house was pretty slow, now with one hand holding her coffee Vanessa was forced to move more slowly, her laboured steps more awkward and conscious decisions. The movement that comes unconsciously to everyone past the ages of about 2 now like solving a riddle for her. Each step separating her legs and momentarily opening her defences, her muscles straining for control as she ordered them to perform the same movement over and over again as they walked slowly along.
    Approaching their house they could see two figures slowly walking towards them. It seemed like Zara and Summer had finally woken up.
    “Hey guys, we are heading out for some lunch. You two should totally join us!” Summer said enthusiastically, apparently fine despite the nights drinking. She had polished off far more bottles than Zara but it was the slim gymnast that looked to be the worse off for it. Her slightly bedraggled hair and dark rings under her eyes typical of a hangover.
    “Yeah sure that would be nice. Im sure you have worked up an appetite after your run.” Eloise said, taking charge of the situation and trying to give her a reason to spend more time with her again.
    “I….” Vanessa started.
    “Where are you going?” Eloise asked
    “Just to the dog and bone for some greasy food to fight this hangover.” Zara said groggily.
    “Sure sounds good.” Eloise answered and soon the group were moving off together, vanessa just a pace behind them as she did her best to follow at the same pace.
     
    “No outside drinks sorry.” The man behind the counter said as they walked in. Elloise and Vanessa still holding their coffee cups.
    “Sorry” Eloise said, finishing off hers and holding out a hand for Vanessas. Expecting her to hand it over so they could put them in the bin. But it seemed Vanessa still had some reserves of confidence as she drained the last few mouthfuls and then handed Eloise an empty cup.
    Chucking them in the nearby bin the found themselves a large table, Vanessa groaning loudly as she sat. A number of the other patrons looking at her as she did so, her restrictive running clothes now cutting even deeper into her flesh and applying more pressure as she bent over in her seat. The absolutely massive bulge pressing into the table from the unmoving benches present in the booth they had chosen. Her bladder now so large the ordinarily thin woman barely fit into the pubs seating.
    “I’ll order if everyone knows what they want?”
    “Cooked breakfast, large.” Zara said, gently resting the cold glass vinegar bottle against her temple.
    “Same” Eloise added, she wasn’t too hungry but she had always loved it when her dad had made them back home.
    “Sounds good” Vanessa said breathlessly, her nostrils flaring as she breathed heavily even when sat down.
    “That makes it easier, any drinks?” Summer asked, standing up and taking a note of the table number. Eloise shook her head, the tea it came with more than enough for her, while the others opted for a large orange juice each.
    Remarkably quickly the table was covered in the three meat and one vegan breakfasts. The large plates surrounded by four large pots of tea and 3 orange juices. Vanessas face a picture of concern as the tea was unloaded, apparently, she had forgotten about them when she had placed the order for another drink and was regretting it.
    Due to the night of drinking it seemed Summer and Zara really had just come out to eat. Neither of them wasting a second before digging into their mountains of food. Conversation put on hold as everyone ate at surprising speed. Except for Vanessa who had started out using both hands but had to quickly abandon that plan. Instead her left hand was pressing deeply into her crotch while she used her fork in her right. Turning it on its side to cut through her food instead of using the knife and releasing her grip on her crotch. Soft moans constantly escaping her mouth as she sat there, writhing with desperation. The pot of hot tea and pint of orange juice looking like they were going down as nails. The liquid flowing into her already at capacity body with a grimace and flinch with each mouthful. 
     Soon the plates were empty once again, the remnants of beans and tomato sauce mopped up with the slices of toast as they all sat back satisfied. It seemed that even for a moment Vanessa had forgotten her need slightly, leaning back but yelping as she accidently pushed her bladder upwards and into one of the sharp edges of the table struts. Both hands instantly flying between her legs as new external pain joined in with the bolts of it shooting through her insides.
    Knowing looks passed between the others as they all knew what she was feeling, many of them having gone through the same thing this week. Although none had lasted this long or looked anywhere as full, only Lucy had such a round bulge as Vanessa was sporting right now.
    “I think I need a lie down” Vanessa stuttered, the joke coming out as more of a plea for help. But the others could agree with her, the food sitting heavily in their stomachs and making even summer feel lethargic. But draining the last from their teapots the group made a move, Eloise quickly learning that she didn’t need to tip here unlike some of the other countries she had lived in.
     
    “Ughh, I think I will join you in that lie down.” Zara said, stretching as she kicked off her shoes arriving back at home.
    “What are you on about, we should probably leave soon.” Kay said, her head poking out of her room.
    “For what?” Eloise asked.
    “Don’t tell me you all forgot, it’s the back to the future marathon at the cinema.” Kay said, her arms folding across her chest.
    “Im sorry, im not sure im feeling up to it” Vanessa said, her lips pursing and swallowing hard.
    “No, no one is backing out, ive already got you all tickets since you all agreed!” She said, seemingly standing taller to be more authoritative.
    “But I…” Vanessa
    “Ah, ah, ah. Get your shoes, the rest of us are ready.”
    Feeling her bladder already filling after the mornings drinks Eloise knew she should use her toilet now. But with the rest of them standing outside her room in the coridoor she felt uncomfortably awkward in doing so. But even as she tried to put it to the back of her mind she couldn’t manage it.
    “I’ll be right back, need to put my stuff away.” She said, her cheeks blushing a little.
    Walking into her room she closed the door behind her, still worried they would be able to hear it. Looking around she grabbed the duvet off her bed and put it near the gap under the door, her paranoid mind taking over and hoping it would block some of the sound for some reason. Closing the second bathroom door behind her she was about to sit when she realised they might hear the stream hitting the water. Shivering slightly as her bare skin made contact with the cold toilet she positioned herself at and angle and did her best to release her stream in a controlled, slow and quiet manner. Her muscles burning slightly as she forced them to remain partially closed. But after a few seconds the seemed to get the idea and a surprisingly long stream left her for almost a minute, making her doubly glad she had decided to go now.
    “Alright guys, im ready to go” Eloise said happily, feeling much more relaxed and happy to see none of them seemed to have noticed anything.
     
    The line for the small theatre was massive, the weekends showings completely sold out to the students who had nothing better to do since classes were cancelled. Standing in line Eloise couldn’t keep her eyes of Vanessa as she visibly pulsed where she stood. Her upper torso dancing to unheard music as she crossed, uncrossed and crossed her legs again and again. 30 minutes later they had made it into the building, the group making small talk while they waited. But all eyes including Eloise’s and several of the bystanders were watching the obviously desperate woman in their group.
    “You get the tickets ill get the snacks”, Eloise offered, conscious of the time they had to get into the theatre before the film started. 
    “Ill join you and help carry them.” Kay said with Allie following as well.
    “Everyone ok with coke?” Eloise asked as she turned towards the confectionary counters and getting nods of approval, she headed in.
    “How can I help?” The teenage girl behind the counter asked, looking already exhausted after the mid-day rush.
    “Yeah sure can I get 8…” Eloise said before realising that she hadn’t actually thought of what to get. Looking up she quickly browsed the stall, her eyes lighting up when she spotted the back to the future deal.
    “8 Back to the future combo’s” she finished, the woman totalling it up the bill and handing over the novelty Doc Brown collectable glasses. Next came the 8 large popcorn’s and then finally the 8 giant cups, each holding well over a liquid at 32 oz.
    “Don’t you think those are a little big?” Allie pointed out.
    “I mean its three films that’s like 6 hours right?” Eloise explained as she grabbed a couple of each of the combos, her arms full.
    “Good point, probably save us in the long run!” Allie and Kay agreed enthusiastically, grabbing the rest and carrying them back to the group.
    “These should see us through” Allie said half jokingly as she lumped the supplies into each of the others hands.
    “And here is yours” kay said as she pressed the extra-large drink into Vanessa’s hands, the colour seeming to fall out of her face as she accepted it. Her brain wavering and telling her to say something, but her mouth opened with no words escaping it. Her other hand that was between her legs forced to leave the warm recesses of her quivering crotch and grab the popcorn.
    Handing over their tickets the group sided into their row of seats, Vanessa grunting with each sideways step that caused her legs to separate more than they had in days. Taking her seat she let out a longer moan, her giant bladder troubling her greatly as it overflowed her body and now spilled onto her lap. The slightly angled seats amplifying her stature as they forced her to lean forwards slightly.
    Settling into their seats they had arrived just in time, the lights dimming and the first advert starting. It had been a while since Eloise had seen a movie in a theatre and she found herself far more excited than she had thought she would. Unable to stop smiling as the Universal pictures’ logo appeared, sipping from her drink she sat back and was ready to enjoy the film.
    97 minutes later the lights came back up, the first film just as good as they had all remembered. There had been some films that watching them back hadn’t lived up to her childhood memories but this was not one of them. Grabbing the large drink she sipped from the straw, realising that as she only got air she had somehow finished it all. Although given the fact the large cups didn’t fit in the holders and she had been forced to hold it the entire film it was no surprise. But what was a surprise was that it appeared Vanessa and all of the others had too. The lights showing through the thin carboard and revealing a tiny amount left in each of the cups. The volume of liquid already filling her bladder quickly, she could only imagine the impact it must have been having on the still holding Vanessa given she was clearly already at her limit.
    “Oh man, I love that film!” Kay said excitedly, her love of movies really coming through as she seemed to be in her element.  “But I think I might need a refill” she added, shaking her cup.
    “How have you eaten all the popcorn?” Summer joked, the sticky container resting on the ground now there was nothing in it to risk being kicked over.
    “What, I was hungry” Kay defended herself. “But it has made me really thirsty.” She said standing.
    Eloise knew this was her moment, the angel and devil in her minds battling over it once again as she contemplated getting Vanessa another of the large drinks. She was enthralled, fascinated by the sheer force of will and holding capabilities of her housemate. How could one personal hold so much, would she be able to hold anything close to her by the end of her time at university, how much more could Vanessa take? A million questions raced around her mind once again, but this time she could feel the devil winning as she strived to find an answer. Just as it had forced her hand and not told Lucy about her drink being dosed, the familiar feeling came over her, almost giddy with excitement.
    “They are free refills for the whole day. Why don’t we go and get everyone a refill before the next film starts in 10 minutes.” Eloise said, standing slightly to quickly.
    Grabbing the now empty cups from her friends she could see the reluctance in the eyes of Vanessa, she could clearly handle no more. She was full, completely and absolutely full, and yet with a shaky hand she held up her cup to be refilled. Unable to refuse the drink for her pride, confidence or some other reason.
    But as Eloise replaced it a few minutes later with another full cup both knew this could be the end for her. The quiet moans and pulsing of her body now constant and torturous for the sweating woman. The only saving grace in the warm theatre the fact she was still wearing her tight spandex but moisture wicking clothes. They had gotten more than a few looks from people in the lobby, many in their back to the future costumes. But it was unsurprising given how she was acting, thankfully her moans and whimpers didn’t seem to be distracting those around them.
    However, it was not Vanessa’s bladder troubles that were starting to worry Eloise as the second film started. It was her own, even in the short time since the movie had ended her need seemed to be going up at a breakneck pace. The large caffeinated drink flowing through her stomach and filling her bladder at a worrying pace. By the halfway point she couldn’t help but jostle her tightly crossed legs as the pressure within her bladder increased in leaps and bounds, the second large drink half finished and now sitting on the floor as to not tempt her.
    Glad for the dark surrounding she pressed a hand between her legs, glad for the extra support but she was really starting to worry now. Digging her nails into the arm rest she felt her bladder cramp inside her, a combination of the fizzy drinks and sheer quantity increasing the discomfort she was feeling. While in other days she had been pushing herself, the desire to increase her capabilities of holding strong. As she eyed the half empty cup resting next to her fidgeting feet she already knew that she had drunk too much to be able to hold this amount. She had to pee, and she had to pee soon.
    Sitting their restlessly she tried to hold out for the end of the film, but 5 minutes was all it took for her desperation to go from an uncomfortable 8 to a desperate 9. The Coke surging into her bladder that now ached terribly. She couldn’t hold it, she had to get to a bathroom now!
    Standing gingerly she felt the weight of her bladder shift uncomfortably inside her, a spasm of her muscles causing her thighs to slam together as she felt her muscles tremble. Excusing herself she shuffled out, ignoring the weird looks from her friends. Slowly walking out into the lobby she could feel the seconds of control she had left slipping, making her increase her pace as the true urgency of the situation made itself known.
    Power walking she thrust a hand between her legs as she walked through campus towards her one salvation, the house. Red faced she couldn’t help but blush as she gripped herself through her trousers. Pausing for a moment she doubled over, waiting for the crossing to turn green and allow her to pass. Marching on the spot she contemplated just making a run for it, but thankfully she noticed it start to turn and the cars stopping. Their occupants watching her desperate dash across the road with renewed speed, almost running at this point as she felt her whole body shaking with need. Each step sending shockwaves through her bloated bladder, filled so tightly with coke. The method of her fascination with pushing Vanessa to her limits coming back to bite her, why did she have to drink so much as well! In a way she couldn’t help but feel she in some way deserved this, but she wasn’t about to give in now.
    Rounding the corner next to the house she felt her muscles give up for just a moment, stopping where she stood, she clenched all her muscles rhythmically. A deep burning sensation between her legs making her unsure if she had leaked or it was just her muscles. Either way she couldn’t just stand here, so once again she began but this time she did run.
    Half sprinting she could feel each layer of her defences peeling back like a high security vault, but she knew she was done for either way. Grabbing the door handle it clicked loudly as she barged it open, sliding on the mat she felt a distinct wetness between her legs for a just a moment.
    Throwing herself through her room she all but launched herself into the bathroom, her trousers around her ankles before she had even crossed the threshold of the small room. Pivoting in a half crouch she could already feel her body starting to release, but with not a moment to spare she landed safely on the toilet. A sudden burst of piss erupting out of her, the relief causing her toes to curl in her shoes as she moaned loudly. Her pent-up pee shooting noisily into the bowl as she breathed heavily, it had been close…to close.
    Looking down she could see a distinct wet patch on the crotch of her pink panties, she had made it but only by a matter of seconds. Luckily as she inspected her jeans it seemed they had remained dry, just about.
    Finishing her pee Eloise couldn’t help but sit there, relaxed and enjoying the sensation of being empty. But at the same time, her mind went back to Vanessa and imagining what she must be going through. Taking off her shoes she quickly undressed, changing her damp underwear that she ashamedly balled up and threw in the bottom of her laundry hamper. Grabbing a new pair she vouched not to let it get to that state again and began to make her way back up to the cinema, hoping to be back in time for the third film.
    Sliding back into their row of seats she had arrived at the interval, the lights were back up and she could see the room. While it made getting to her seat easier it did mean it was all but impossible to sneak back to her seat.
    “Everything alright?” Summer asked, as she stood to let her past.
    “Yeah sorry, forgot my mum was going to call me.” Eloise lied, hoping her blushing cheeks were not a dead give away. But it seemed that she had accepted the explanation as she continued moving down the line.
    Sighing as she sat back in her chair she certainly felt much more relaxed, the dance with her accident tiring her out a surprising amount. But hearing a loud groan from her left a shot of adrenaline seemed to surge through her body as she looked over towards Vanessa expectantly.
    “You ok?” Allie asked, the last deep groan sounding far more desperate than the last.
    “I…think I might head back guys.” Vanessa said, her eyes fluttering a little.
    “Come on its just one more film.” Kay said indignantly.
    “Im just a little hungry” Vanessa said, smiling awkwardly.
    “Why don’t we go out as a house for dinner afterwards? That pub we went too had some nice looking options.” Zara suggested.
    Vanessa looked at the others for a moment, the torment of more holding clearly playing on her mind. She was stuck between a rock and a wet place at this point, pursing her lips she nodded reluctantly.
    “But I am going to get a refill of popcorn, I’ll go get us all some more drinks too.” Allie said, standing and waving Kay to come with her to help.
    “Pass your cups down.” Kay said, holding out her hand.
    “Its ok, I still have some of mine since I left” Eloise said, happy to be out of another round of the giant drinks.
    “Ok, Vanessa?” Kay said looking at the woman next to her.
    “I….” Vanessa said breathlessly as she tried to come up with an excuse.
    “Oh never mind, its right here.” Kay said, picking up the empty cup from next to Vanessas pretzeled legs. “Be right back.”
    Throughout the next film Eloise could hear something over the loud base filled audio coming from the speakers. An insistent heavy breathing from her left intermingled with increasingly frequent groans was a little distracting to say the least. Unable to focus on the film she was constantly stealing glances at her housemate as the battle within Vanessa seemed to intensify. The once again empty drink laying on its side but allowing one of her hands to grip between her legs as the other held onto the seat ahead of her. Unlike everyone else that was relaxed and leaning back it seemed she had chosen to lean forwards, her hand bracing herself against the row Infront as she pulsed, rocked and bobbed in her seat. But despite her outward appearance she held on, making it through the third film.
    “Man I love those films.” Kay said, stretching her arms wide before standing.
    “Guys…I…Don’t think I can do this.” Vanessa said, her voice surprisingly calm but her eyes full of panic.
    “What do you mean?” Allie asked.
    “I cant, hold it” Vanessa whimpered, her voice cracking this time.
    “Yes you can!” Zara said supportively.
    “You are the last one left, probably in the whole university!” Kay replied.
    “But…” Vanessa breathed heavily, wincing as pain raced through her body.
    “You are the strongest person I know. You can do this!”
    “I….” Vanessa said again, her body convulsing slightly.
    “Holy shit guys!” Lucy said from behind them, her eyes glued to her phone that she had just turned back on.
    “Classes are back on tomorrow!” She said, looking up at them all.
    “Wait, that means you can totally do it Vanessa.” Summer said
    “Its just a little longer. Come on, you can beat this.” Kay added.
    “Tomorrow…Tomorrow…Just a bit longer” Vanessa panted, her wavering hand outstretching and legs helping her stand. A loud grunt reverberating from her chest as she forced her muscles to obey her. A new fire in her eyes as she could finally see the finish line!
     
     
    That night Eloise was once again unable to sleep, tossing and turning as Vanessas grunts and pacing footsteps above her made their way through the silent house and into her mind. The desperate woman clearly unable to sleep as she battled with her body.
    Eloise had been worried about missing out on her final hours, but it seemed that only U-Block had been deemed safe. This had lead to a number of room shortages and timetabling conflicts, so much to her surprise and happiness she, Vanessa, Summer and Julia would all share their first class together in the morning. Giving her the perfect reason to go up to the University with them all. Turning over again she heard her alarm go off, was it morning already! She hadn’t slept a wink, but felt more awake and alert than she had in days.
    “How are you doing?” Eloise asked as she walked into the kitchen, spotting the even more desperate looking woman writhing in the kitchen. Her easily pregnant looking stomach full of so much liquid it bulged preposterously. The unreal looking bulge formed of days of liquid and held back by the shredded remains of her self control.
    “I…I….I…cant do this” Vanessa stammers, her body quaking in desperation.
    “Come on, you can do it. Its just a little longer, you have held out so long. You have beaten everyone else you can survive this!”
    “I…I’ve never had to go this bad in my life. I don’t even know what is happening any more. I…I just cant anymore!” she all but yelled in the room.
    “We can go in early, you just need to hold it like 30 more minutes. Just think about it, the only one to survive the outage!” But looking at her she could see why she was so demanding that she could hold it not one moment more. Her giant bulging body was quivering with every second as her inflated bladder continued stretching her to its absolute limits and clearly driving her mad with desperation.
    “Mmmmmm” Vanessa moaned, her hands all but rubbing against her private areas as she continued to groan, the gaps between the pulses spasms and shockwaves it was sending and had been sending for days at this point now measured in seconds not minutes.
    “You guys ready for the first day of a new year?” Julia asked cheerfully as she entered the room. Pouring out a dozen energy drink cans from her bag after a late night study session last night. Refilling her water bottle Eloise couldn’t help but notice that even she had a slight bulge in her abdomen. Not a shock given the quantity of cans she had been drinking and thinking about it most of them had gone several days since their accidents. Maybe it wouldn’t be just Vanessa making a made dash for the ladies room after all.
    As if on cue they were joined by Summer, dressed in a tight white summer dress and knee-high socks she looked more ready for a day in the sun than a lecture. But she too had a noticeable bulge, her legs gently resting against each other as she stood near the doorway. But none of them compared to Vanessa.
    “Ok im ready!” She said, still looking a little tired.
    “I can do this.” Vanessa grunted “But we have to go now, im ab..about…to piss myself.” She stuttered as she visibly winced while standing. Air hissing out between her clenched teeth as she heaved herself into the air, a hand pressing into her back.
    Grabbing their things the group hastily made their way up to the university, Vanessa managing an impressive turn of speed given her condition. A speed that only seemed to increase the closer they got, grabbing the handles to the uni rooms she was relieved to see them open. The keypad light turning green as she wrenched the doors open, with no other thought than finding the toilets.
    “Ah, you three, four. Just the people I was looking for.”
    “Mrs Johnson!” Julia said surprised as they came face to face with their school master.
    “Would you mind coming with me.” The smartly dressed woman said, the sentence more of a command that a question. Looking around Eloise could see Vanessa die a little inside as her relief was delayed yet again.
    Walking into the office it had been transformed from the shady dim room it was before into a bright and almost welcoming old space.
    “Please, take a seat.” Mrs Johnson said, the group filing in and grabbing one of the wooden chairs situated in front of the desk.
    “I have something I meant to ask you all, but thought it would be better to do it in person. But first, where are my manners.” She said, walking over and grabbing a steaming tea pot from the small table to their left. Placing it on the desk she began to pour four small cups of the liquid and handing them out.
    “So it is tradition for us to hold an annual industry meet and greet with last years graduates each year. It gives the top students that have left us a chance to talk and mingle with some of the best and most influential people in our sector. But this year we have decided to include you three, sorry four as added guests. You have all proven yourselves extremely capable and would like you to represent our current students at the event if you wouldn’t mind.”
    “That would be amazing!” Julia said excitedly before checking herself. “Sorry, I mean it would be a privilege” she replied while taking a sip from her tea.
    Eloise couldn’t help but feel a little like a fourth wheel here by circumstance rather than merit, but it would certainly be a good learning experience. Sipping her tea she had to bite her tongue slightly to stop herself reacting. The black tea far more bitter than she was use to, yet it was a familiar bitterness that she couldn’t quite place.
    “But what about classes?” Summer asked, herself seemingly enjoying the strong herbal blend of whatever was in the tea pot and drinking It happily.
    “Oh no worries there, its not scheduled until this afternoon. I will have a car ready to take you to the event once your lessons are over.” She said smiling, refilling Summers cup which she had emptied.
    “What do we need to do?” Julia asked.
    “Oh nothing really. Simply go there speak to people and see if anything piques your interest. Its as much for you as it is the university, its good for us to get our students out there and have a presence in the biggest companies. Several of our best graduates have been hired soon after these events so it’s a good opportunity to make a good impression for yourself and the university. There is a panel with our alumni that I would like you to take part in though, simply a Q and A sort of thing, assuming you want too?”
    “Yes!” Julia jumped at the chance. The others simply nodding.
    “Sure thing, now Eloise I know you are just a first year. But I thought it would be good to send along a new student to see what you thought about it. But it could be a good experience for you too, see what areas of the industry you might want to go into for example.”
    “Yes mam” Eloise nodded.
    “Good, now I did just want to go through a couple of things so that we are all one the same page.”
    20 long minutes later they had all been briefed by her about the school and what to say at certain topics. The friendly good for you atmosphere replaced by a serious and important one of them having a job to do. It seemed there was a lot riding on this event, for Mrs Johnson and the university in general.
    “Right then, I better let you get to class. I will make sure that the car is ready to pick you up once your classes have finished. Please make sure to be ready, punctuality is always important at these events and I don’t want them to have to wait for our students.” She finished, standing and indicating for them to do the same.
    Groaning as she stood Mrs Johnson looked at Vanessa wearily. “Everything ok Vanessa?”
    “Yes mam” She said breathlessly, a forced smile appearing on her flushed face.
    “Good, now enjoy your first class.”
    Walking down the corridor they hurried along, their class starting in just one minute. A longing and desperate look towards the ladies’ room from Vanessa showing she was more than contemplating dashing in, but panting slightly she forced her legs to carry on past it and into the lecture room. Maybe they would have a break, or she could find some other way of excusing herself.
    The large room itself was filled with a couple of hundred students, many grouped together already. Finding unoccupied chairs, the housemates grabbed a number of desks near the back of the room. The young-looking lecturer at the front currently shuffling some papers on the front desk before clearing her throat and starting the session. They had arrived without a moment to spare, not that Vanessa seemed to be happy about her own punctuality.
    “ladies, welcome back to my classes or hello for the first time.” The Lecturer smiled, her teeth perfect and shinning as she warmly welcomed them.
    “Now, I thought it would be fun to start the year with a little practical. It will also have some down time so you can get to know some of the newer students” she said, her hand indicating to the number of first years.
    “Thank god.” Vanessa muttered quietly beside Eloise. Her crossed legs going back to jigging furiously beneath the desks, something she had been fighting herself from doing in the dean’s office.
    “So, some theory before the fun. In 2011 a scientist from the Netherlands linked the fullness of one’s bladder to the ability to make better rational decisions. A thought that is largely at odds with how many of us feel when we have a strong urge, you would expect the irritability to cause bad choices. But in their studies, they found that people already suppressing an impulse, the impulse to pee, were fundamentally better at making other choices where impulse was important. The outcome of their research suggesting that the areas of the brain needed to resolve one could be linked to the other.
    “Oh god…” Vanessa said softly, her brain already seeing where this “practical” was going.
    “So, today we are going to do something similar. We are going to test the impacts of a full bladder on academic test scores. These general science tests will also serve as a starting grade for your year with me so its not just a case of not trying. I expect you all to do your best, but due to the nature of these examinations you will not be able to leave the room until both sets are complete.”
    “Oh God!” Vanessa whimpered again, her voice far shaky as she was once again delayed but this time in the worst possible way. Her hold increasing in length substantially at this point, the mere seconds away she had been twice already taunting her mind. Biting her lip her legs went into overdrive, the vibrations shaking the desk Eloise was sharing with her.
    “Now, because we have several years all in one class room we are going to have to modify the tests according to each of your bladder holding capabilities. It would be unfair to give the first years enough to make a dent in a third year, and not really worth it to do the opposite. As such, First years will be given 2 litres, second years 3.5L and 5L for third years. You will have two hours to drink the isotopically balanced drink during the first test. This will be followed by a 30-minute break for first years, an hour for second years and two hours for you third years. Then you will carry out the second two-hour test. You will be free to go once you complete the second test, but until then you must remain in the room.
    Even Eloise’s eyes went wide as she explained everything, they sure were not easing people into it. She would have to down 2 litres and hold it for Four and a half hours! Could she do that, but more importantly could Vanessa hold 5 more litres. The sweating and panting third year about to be truly pushed far, far beyond her limits.
     
     
     
    Less than four hours later Eloise hobbled out of the room, her legs and muscles quivering as she fought for control. It had been humiliating to be the first of them to leave, she couldn’t even remember the last few questions from the test that she had blitzed through. Despite trying to measure their ability to do tasks while desperate, she just couldn’t hold on any longer and as bad as it had been to walk out like this, it was better than the alternative. Her underwear was already damp for the second time in as many days, standing up and the walking to the front too much for her muscles. She hadn’t considered herself to be a leaker, but if recent events were anything to go on she might have to start worrying about it.
    Urging herself forwards she found her way into the ladies room, silently glad to be the first out so there wasn’t a que. Opening the stall she breathed a sigh of relief as she let the ocean inside her empty out into the toilet below her.  What was she going to do at the end of term if this was as much as she could hold. Would she be forced to take the remedial classes that Allie had talked about?
    Finding a seat in the hall she got out her phone, trying to find something to pass the time until her friends were out. The group of super holders surely able to keep control of themselves of their test scores. But worrying for Eloise as she watched the last of the first years desperately scurry for the bathroom after finishing their tests properly, she could already feel her own bladder filling considerably again. Something that happened a further two times over the next two and a half hours, what had she done to herself. Was it something to do with her holding too much, maybe it was something to do with the Isotonic drink they had just forced her to drink. Either way as she peed for the third time that morning, she couldn’t help but feel a little worried for her future at this university if this was what the first day was like. Taking her seat back in the hall Eloise sank into the uncomfortably hard chair and waited for the others.
    She didn’t have to wait long, the third years all walking out together after finishing their test with no real effort for most of them. But as she looked towards her friends it was a totally different story, each of them looked incredibly uncomfortable as their bladders once again bulged out of their skin. The five litres and days without relief pushing them all back to the bitter edge of control once again. But none of them compared even slightly to the state of Vanessa. Her enormous bladder so full it was barely recognisable as one, jutting out of her far more than anyone’s should do. The hemline of her leggings now below the ocean of pee inside her, compressed beneath the mass of liquid which hung over them precariously.
     
    “Ladies Where have you been?” Dean Johnson said as she hurried down the corridor towards them, her heels loudly clacking off the surface “The event starts in an hour, you need to get going now otherwise you will be late.”
    “B, But…” Vanessa pleaded, the others looking on nervously both for their friend and their own clearly full bladders. The bathroom just a few feet away, but a long que forming out of the door as another class of first years had finished up just before they had emerged. There was no way they could make it to the event in time if they waited, but would they even make it to the event without exploding?
    “The journey takes about an hour, im not even sure if you will make it on time if you leave right now. Better not keep them waiting any longer you cant afford to be late.” The dean reaffirmed again as as almost physically pushed the group towards the exit next to her office. The side door offering good access to the staff parking where a large black car was waiting for them.
    Bundling in all three of them let out varying degrees of groans as they sat. A loud cracking noise sounding in the car as the elastic of Vanessas leggings finally gave up the ghost and disintegrated around her giant bladder. The ordinarily strong material torn to tatters by her expanded abdomen and the pressure it was generating.
    Despite only taking an hour to get to the event, Eloise had begun to fidget in the back of the car as she joined the others in needing the use of a bathroom once again. The fact worrying her greatly, she knew she had drunk a lot in the lesson but surely it had all come out now? Had she waited too long, had she damaged something by trying to hold too much too soon at the cinema yesterday?
    Stepping out of the car she blinked in the sunlight, her thighs rubbing together for a few moments before she started towards the large white brick building that lay ahead of them. The large hall surrounded by a number of expensive cars and people milling around. Large signs advertised the many products and services that those in attendance today offered, some of the largest brands in the world were here!
    “Right this way please” A young woman with a clip board said to their side. “The talk is about to begin I’m afraid we are already a couple of minutes behind schedule.”
    Looking at each other for a moment they followed the ponytailed woman inside the building, being led to a large double door as they all tried to put their desperation to the back of their minds. It was supposed to be a two hour talk and Eloise was quickly starting to worry about having to admit her need in a packed room full of experts on the matter. Her classmates and fellow students had been one thing but this would be something else.
    “I’m sorry, it’s just those three.” She said, holding up a hand to stop Eloise.
    “What?” Eloise asked confused.
    “I’m afraid its Miss Vanessa, Julia and Summer that have been asked to take part as final year students. You will have to take a seat in the auditorium, just head down their and through those doors on the left.” The woman said.
    “Oh, ok” Eloise said slightly dejectedly.
    “Hey, we will see you after.” Summer said smiling at her, the blonde’s legs shifting where she stood.
    “Sure thing.” Eloise smiled back, leaving the three of them too it and taking a seat near the rear of the auditorium just as the talk began.
    The talk itself was actually quite interesting, the various alumni talking about their graduate placements and how they got into the industry. But Eloise could tell many were watching her three friends at the end of the line of students. Summer and Julia clearly embarrassed and red faced while they tried and failed to control their squirming. Strangely it was Vanessa who seemed in the most control as she sat there looking like a blimp, her face sweating and wincing as her bloated and bulging body twitched. Her tormented bladder sending signal after signal for more than a week to empty itself, but still the deathly proud or stubborn owner of it held on and other than the gentle rocking of her body she was still. Although she was clearly struggling as she stared off at a point on the horizon, completely not registering anything that was going on around her. Thankfully it seemed the questions were aimed at the three of them in general and as such the other two fielded most of the questions.
    But that became more of an issue as time wore on, entering the second hour is was clear that Julia and Summer were struggling more and more. Summers crossed legs bouncing as she gently placed her hands folded on her lap. Her deep Blue eyes and pink metallic painted lips quivering in unison a she bit them, her beaming white teeth now covered in pinkish marks from her lipstick. Sweat forming on her and Julia’s forehead as they tried to remain composed as the pressure within them mounted.
    In the crowd a similar sensation was filling Eloise with dread, her own bladder filling once more although thankfully slower this time. Even so, with 10 minutes to go she was once again forced to excuse herself. It wasn’t as bad as it had been in the lecture, but if she had done something to herself she knew she had to be smart and start taking any and all opportunities to save her graces.
    Sneaking out from the back of the large room she made her way to the ladies’ room the others had spotted before. Entering a cubicle, she sat and let her body relax once more, yawning as the lack of sleep took its tool on her. Smacking her lips she tasted the weirdly familiar bitter tea, but as she sat there her brain finally connected the two memories. It was the beer! The diuretic ladened beer she had drunk almost two weeks ago and that had spelt disaster for Lucy, the first of them to loose it so long ago. But wait, that couldn’t be right could it? Surely the dean wasn’t dosing her students with potent diuretics? But it would explain how she had felt today, the repeated bathroom trips after the tea and litres of water. The only question remaining was why, why would she do it.
    Finishing up and still confused by the revelation Eloise made her way to the corridor, seeing that the talk was finally ending. Going back to the door she had been turned away from she waited for her friends to emerge. Should she tell them, but what if she was wrong. There really wasn’t much to go on.
    The door in front of them opened, a member of staff holding it open for the guests.
    Grunting and clutching herself Vanessa waddled out of the room, Eloise had thought it impossible for her to look any bigger and yet every time she looked it seemed as if the poor woman had grown even more. Her bladder inflating like a water balloon, possibly due to the effects of the diuretic that had broken their friend more than a week earlier.
    “Toilet, Toilet, Toilet, Toilet” Summer muttered loudly as she almost raced past Vanessa, heading directly towards the ladies room. A slow moving Julia holding herself but following in the same direction as they sought their much needed relief.
    “Well, I think that went well. Don’t you think.” A familiar voice sounded behind them. The dean of their University coming out of one of the audience doors. She must have snuck in unnoticed near the end.
    “Yes mam” Julia said, pressing her legs together tightly and trying to put on a professional demeanour.
    “Im sorry, I…” Summer started
    “I’ve got some people I would like you to meet” Mrs Johnson said ignoring the pleas of Summer and the obvious shows of absolute desperation all three were putting on.
    “I…” Summer tried again.
    “Right this way, they are the leads on the Darrius project that…Aren’t you coming?” She asked clearly annoyed.
    “Bu…hu…hu” Vanessa stammered, her eyes fluttering and going into the back of her head for a moment. Her entire body shaking as she stood there, half stooped as her absolutely enormous bladder forced her to stand with an unnatural stance. Taking another longing look at the bathroom and then back at the unimpressed dean of her University she shook again before turning to follow.
    “I…” Summer said, her tone of voice several octaves higher as she pitched one thigh into the other before relenting and following. Her knees knocking as she walked and causing her white skirt to flutter.
    “These are Kim and Tony” she said indicating to a pair of casually dressed twins, the two women smiling at them.
    “I would like to introduce some of our top students” She said the two groups exchanging awkward handshakes.
    As they talked Eloise could see Summers nervous glances towards the bathroom, her knees continuing to hit into each other as she stood still, trying her best to listen to the apparently important women. Vanessa however could not have looked more zoned out, her matted hair sticking to her sweaty face as she continued to groan quietly, swallowing hard and teetering slightly where she stood. Her condition getting more than a fair share of concerned glances from the pair of women she was being introduced too. Yet they said and did nothing to help her. Julia was doing most of the talking, her stocking clad legs gently rasping against each other, the noise of the nylon just audible over the idle chit chat going on in the room.
    “Anyway, we need to go and find Thomas Elder. We said we would meet up with him after.” The pair of women said as if they all knew him, taking a last glance at Vanessa the pair departed.
    As soon as their backs were turned the three desperate women all took a step towards the bathroom before they were cut off once again. Fate cruelly playing them off against relief and professional and academic standings.
    “Who else can I introduce you too.” Mrs Johnson considered for a moment, glancing around the room.
    “I think” “I need” Julia and Summer spoke up at the same time. Desperate to find a way of the situation without offending their school dean.
    “Ah Julian, I would like you to meet some of our top students.” Mrs Johnson said, ignoring their plight once again.
    “Mrs Johnson” Summer whimpered, her own movements stopping as she clenched her muscles tightly. Her hands turning into tight fists by her sides as she grimaced, almost pulsing where she stood.
    “Right then Summer, Julia, Vanessa. I would like you too….”
    “Uhhhhh!” A shout filled the room, cutting the deans introductions off moments before a loud splattering noise erupted from beneath Summer as she doubled over in pain.
    Beside Eloise a waterfall of piss was falling between summers slender legs, her white knee-high socks instantly wet and turning slightly yellow. Pee racing down her thighs, spiralling down her now still legs, rivulets forking off in many directions as the forceful spray continued. More streams fell from her supple skin, flushed red by the constant movement throughout the last hour as she had tried to fight this. But here Summer stood, meters from a bathroom uncontrollably wetting herself while surrounded by some of the most important people in her industry.
    “Im sorry” She sobbed at the dean of her school who looked on gobsmacked. Her mouth hanging open but eyes strangely sparkling as Eloise looked into them. Her fascination with what was going on in front of her matched by the dean and all but confirming her thoughts about the diuretic she had given to them all.  
    “I…”the Dean stuttered. “Im sorry, I didn’t realise.” She tried to lie.
    The downpour between Summers legs capturing her attention as she watched on, summers hands covering her face as she continued to shake. Her inflated bladder slowly receding as its contents were nosily spilled onto the floor beneath her.
    As the accident slowed down the Dean seemed to come to her senses, beckoning over the woman that had met them. Having a word in her ear it seemed they were having some sort of urgent conversation.
    “Im sorry girls, I will have you taken home now.” The dean announced.
    “But…” Julia started, her own legs bending and crossing as Summers accident expedited the desperation she felt.
    “The car will take you back to the university.” She said before turning around and leaving the four of them. Their guide ushering them out to the car park once more before they could protest. Julia’s neck craning round as she tried to get one last look at the toilets. But once again she and the others were bundled into the back of the car, the woman having a word with the driver before they set off back to the university.
     
    Sitting quietly the group of them simply stared out at the passing countryside. The groans and grunts of Vanessa somehow blending into the background. The uttered tones now so common place to hear over the last day or two that even Eloise was taking less notice of them. Opposite her Julia was staring out the window, her hand clutching the edge of her emerald skirt as her black stockings bounced up and down.
    Summer was clearly humiliated once more, the latest wetting in the middle of the event far worse than even the one in the gym. Resting her head against the headrest she was simply staring at the floor, her cheeks still red and tears forming in the corners of her eyes which she would occasionally wipe away.
    Looking out the window Eloise watched the scenery go by for some time, until she saw a sign for the nearby city. Why were they heading towards it, it was in the opposite direction to the University? Looking at her friends it seemed none of them had noticed, Vanessa and Julia to desperate while Summer was seemingly in her own head.
    “Where are we headed?” She asked the driver loudly, Julia and Summer looking up.
    “To the University” her replied
    “Isn’t it the other way?” Eloise asked.
    Taking a moment to press some buttons on the Satnav the driver was clearly checking something.
    “Im sorry, I must have put in the wrong address. I will take the next off ramp and correct” He said, but surely he would have had the correct code in considering he picked them up there. Didn’t he work for the university, how could he get it wrong she wondered. Checking her watch they had been driving for almost 45 minutes the wrong direction, turning their hour drive into two and a half if he found an off ramp soon.
    Opposite her Julia was biting her bottom lip, a look of dire concern on her face. Breathing rapidly through her nose only her legs moved faster, her legs running on the spot as her stockings rubbed against each other so fast Eloise was starting to worry about Julia starting a fire in the back of the car.
    “Oh god, oh god, oh no, no, no , no , no” She muttered constantly for the next 30 minutes as she sat there, ashen faced. Her display of desperation far more acted than when she had lost it in the library. Although in that case Julia had something to occupy her mind, while right now all she must have been thinking about was her need to pee. A fact that ultimately proved fatal as she went wide eyed, her head looking up and catching Eloise’s.
    “You have to stop the car” She said with some urgency.
    “Im sorry mam, we are on the motorway I cant just pull over.” The driver responded as Julia uncrossed and recrossed her legs even tighter for a moment. Her balled up fists pressing into her crotch as she wiggled in her seat.
    “But I…Oooohhhh” Julia whimpered, her face contorting into a look of discomfort as she screwed her eyes closed.  
    “Mmm” Julia whimpered again, her legs pressing into each other even tighter on the leather seats. But it was no use, for the second time that week she was starting to wet herself. The noise of the engine and wheels covering up the faint hiss of her accident but sitting opposite her, it was impossible for Eloise to miss the river of clear liquid rolling down from her chair. A puddle spreading out in the back of the seat before rushing off the waterproof seats and pooling on the floor. As pee cascaded down from the leather seats the unmistakable smell of fresh urine filled the car as another of the group lost control of her bladder.
    But she was still fighting, Julia’s hands still pressing deeply in her crotch as she tried to stem the tide but it was no use, her frantic leg movements becoming slower and slower until they stopped completely. Her legs pressed together as her bladder continued to empty, her shoulders sagging and eyes looking down as she sobbed gently. She had lost control of her bladder once again, she was supposed to be one of the top holders and yet here she was, pissing herself in a car. The only positive was that she wasn’t alone, Summers clothes still drying from her own accident.
    Next to her Vanessa somehow seemed oblivious of what was going on, her desperate brain detached from all reality as it had been for most of the day. One hand gripping between her double-crossed legs, the other slowly rubbing her bladder in small circular motions that seemed to be barely touching her skin. Any and all additional pressure causing her excruciating pain, her skin pulled as taught as possible and threatening to pop at any moment.
    Where ever Vanessa had gone too, the plain of existence somehow let her maintain her control all the way back to the university. Her rounded bladder bulging even more monstrously as she managed to outhold two of the top bladders not once but twice, the volume of pee inside her incomprehensible.
    Opening the door the evening had turned dark, the sun just about setting behind the large campus building. Stepping out Eloise was surprised to see the Dean stood waiting for them, had she planned all this?
    “Im sorry about what happened earlier.” She said, her eyes glued to watching Vanessa get out of the car behind her. Not an easy task given her current predicament, a constant moan punctuated by heavy breathing escaping her as her whole body heaved up and down. Her eyes returning back to the present and going wide as if she truly had been having an outer body experience.
    “Please, follow me.” The dean said, walking back towards the door to her office they had come out of earlier.
    Sitting down in the chairs the stains and patterns of Julia’s and Summers wet clothes still visible despite them drying. The pair sullen but trying to be respectful as they sat in the office. Next to them Vanessa was even more of a mess than she had been in the morning, unable to hide her desperation at all now she had returned to her body.
    Whimpering softly she fidgeted madly, her knees bouncing as she double crossed her legs and supported her bloated bladder with her hands.
    “Now I wanted to apologise for what happened and make sure you know that it wont be held against you in anyway.”
    “I…thank you” Summer said, although she hadn’t thought it would be.
    “I think that despite it you all made a positive impression on the visitors and I think that…”
    “Please let me use the bathroom, I’ve never needed to go this badly in my life. I was about to explode 8 hours ago and since then I’ve drunk so much, I just cant.” Vanessa uttered at break neck speed, the urgency clear in her voice as she all but exploded on the spot.
    “Vanessa! I understand your position, but that is not how you should speak to me or how someone of your stature shouldn’t be talking. We pride ourselves on control at this university and the event tonight should have been reserved for just the graduates of other years. But given your track record I thought you would make the most of it but clearly, I was mistaken.” The dean shot back, surprised at the lack of decorum from her top student.
    “Im…Im sorry mam, but im about to wet myself in your office if you don’t let me go…please!” she begged with tears rolling down her cheeks. Finally, at her wits end she was truly begging for more than just her dignity, forks of pain wracking her body every second. The pulses increasing in ferocity as she kept her bladder shut away and forced to expand even more.
    “Well, I never” The dean replied.
    “Im so full” Vanessa reiterated, her bulging body creaking under the weight of her bladder’s contents. The fraying of her leggings not the only thing that was starting to be destroyed by it.
    “Vanessa, you are top of your class and have been since first year. I am sure that you can hold on long enough to finish this conversation.” The dean said calmly.
    Groaning loudly Vanessa plunged her fists between her legs, “Please!” she pleaded, her eyes watering as she locked her legs together in a death grip.
    “Fine, if you must.” The chancellor waved her away dismissively
    But it was already too late, Eloise had seen the first burst of wetness moments ago. She hadn’t been kidding when she said she was about to lose it and now as Vanessa groaned, her bladders contents exploded out of her with tremendous force. A torrent of liquid pushing past her clenched hands and spraying around them noisily in all directions. The deafening patter of her instantaneous and sudden loss of control sounding around the room like a tropical rainstorm as Vanessa let out another guttural yell. Her whole body shaking and quivering as if possessed, her bladder overwhelming everything else in her body as fireworks of conflicting signals erupted all over her abdomen. Her muscles still contracting and forcing themselves inwards while her crotch seemingly imploded in wetness. Thick streams erupted in all directions, the heavily pressurised streams falling almost a meter away from her in some cases as the others stood up to avoid being drenched in their friends monumental accident. Her mammoth bladder threatening to flood the room if it kept up.
    A river of steaming piss was running down both her legs at breakneck pace, her absolutely drenched leggings unable to stop any liquid having already absorbed as much as they could. Not a squire inch was spared as they darkened, her pee hissing loudly through them as it continued to erupt out of her at some pace. The force causing it to shoot through the crotch of her seemingly thick clothes, the barriers of her underwear and trousers no match for the pressure build-up that had been torturing the groaning woman for almost two weeks.
    Vanessa had pushed herself to the edge and then some, past any limits Eloise or anyone thought possible. 11 days of not skimping on drinking but including nights out, a full bladdered exam and seemingly a dose of some pretty strong diuretics if Eloise’s hunch was right. Putting her hands on the desk Vanessa groaned loudly again as she let her bladder hang freely beneath her, rivers of piss escaping from her in all directions and spreading for meters across the floor.
    Eloise couldn’t think of anything, her brain completely empty of anything but the images of the show being played out in front of her. The largest bladdered woman she had ever seen, or possibly there had ever been was still peeing fiercely in the dean’s office. A puddle of unfathomable size spreading out of her as the drum beat of her accident continued, backed up by a percussive hiss and vocal groans. Her bladder and abdominal muscles stretched to their limits and finally gaining control as they forced the ocean of pee she had been holding out of her.
    For almost five minutes the group watched in a silent awe of Vanessa's accident, almost the entire wooden floor was coated in her pee. It was by far the most anyone had ever seen anyone hold, even the dean was looking on with a faint impressed look. But as she looked up and caught Eloise watching her, her demeanour changed instantly. A scowl now on her face she crossed her arms, staring intently at the woman who had just drowned her office in piss.
    “Well then, we will continue this another time then. Now if you are quite finished I think you should leave my office.” She said, her toes splashing in the puddle that had run under her desk.
    “I…” Vanessa uttered, her mind filled with a tired and euphoric cloud. Silently the group left, unspeaking about what had just happened. But while they may never speak of it again, there was no way Eloise was going to forget what she had just seen. It was a sight that would visit her in her dreams over and over again, the first week at university more than meeting her expectations.
     
    Back in her office the dean stood with her arms crossed, looking down at the enormous puddle she let herself have a curt smile at her handywork. Flipping open her phone she quickly dialled in a number.
    “Well?” She said expectantly.
    “I…I have never…she broke your record Mam.”
    “She broke my record?”
    “Yes Mam.” The voice repeated.
    Smiling to herself the dean hung up. Taking a deep breath she picked up the red phone on her desk. The same one that she had been nervous to answer.
    “Chancellor, we’ve got them.”
    A moment of silence filled the room, before a soft murmur came through the other end of the phone.
    Yes sir, she broke my record. The summer internationals are ours this year.”
    Another murmur came through, seemingly impressed sounding.
    “Thank you sir, Yes I will keep you updated on their progress.”
    Hanging up the phone she sat back in her chair, relaxing and feeling happy as the contents of Vanessa's tortured bladder continued to spread around the room. She had done her job.
     
    The end...for now?
     
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    Once again thank you to everyone who read, commented and upvoted this story, it really means a lot to know people are enjoying the story!
    Unfortunately this is the end for now.
     
    Since someone asked 😛 I do have some ideas about where I could take this story and even have half of another chapter written as a kind of Epilogue, it does answer a few of your questions / explain a bit more about how the school works / came to be the way it did. But I have been having a bit of trouble making it entertaining enough for its own chapter. But watch this space.
    The watch isn't magic although that is an interesting thought, simply far more intrusive than indicated by the dean. I have an explanation of why / how they came to be a thing in the afore mentioned unreleased chapter, so I wont explain here in case I manage to finish writing the next chapter. The dreams were more apparitions of the internal struggle between her enjoying it, doing the right thing and also trying to be "normal". But if its something you are interested in I have half a story written about something along those lines. 
    Sadly while there is scope and some ideas floating around for a continuation, It probably wont be for a while. This story took me close to 3 months to write and release, and I haven't even started to fully flesh out the next parts if there will be some. But given by how well this seems to have gone down, I will definitely think about it. Although I have a steadily growing list of stories on my "to do" list. Including one that I started about 6 months ago but keep getting distracted from. So I might have a play with that one first.
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    Chapter 6: A lapse of concentration.
    “Come on!” Kay pleaded with Allie as they both desperately paced at the work counters in the kitchen.
    “Im not being a model for your photoshoot.”
    “Why not?”
    “I don’t want too and….” Allie trailed off, her legs continuing to wiggle as she leaned against the row of cupboards. The rhythmic shuffling hypnotising to Eloise as she watched the pair of them dance their desperate dance, neither of them wanting to show how bad it had gotten. But it was easy to see, they had been struggling two days ago but now their antics had been dialled up to 11. Allie for her part unable to stand still for even a moment, the constant shuffling must have been burning her muscles but it was in order to save another assuredly tiring one.
    “And what?” Kay asked, showing similar signs of her need as she sat on the couch. Her crossed legs bobbing up and down next to Eloise. The French girl keeping an eye on them too ni the corner of her vision, a sight she had become well versed in over the last few days.
    “I, nothing… I just don’t feel like doing it.” Allie replied, her cheeks burning a little redder than before as she pushed off again and started dancing in front of the fridge, staring in even though Eloise could see she had already taken out the milk she was looking for.
    “I’ll do your washing up for a week” Kay rebutted, trying to bribe their housemate.
    “Really?” Allie asked, surprised by how badly Kay wanted her to be involved. “Why not go with Lucy, im sure she would love it.”
    “That’s why, its more fun to have you.” Kay smiled, getting a glare from Allie. “But yeah I’ll wash and Eloise will dry for the rest of the week.” Kay offered up despite not having talked to her about it. But then again it was for the photography society that had both signed up for, which Eloise had completely forgotten about.
    “Fine…but I’m not doing any stupid poses or anything like that.” Allie relented, breathing out heavily as she noticed the milk she had already gotten out. Her desperate mind failing to keep any coherent thought in for more than 2 minutes it seemed.
    “Nothing like that, don’t worry.” Kay answered her, grunting loudly as she forced herself up from the couch. A hand on her back as she puffed her cheeks out as if she had been doing some heavy lifting.
    “Where is everyone else by the way?” Zara asked, turning over to look at them from the couch where she sat. Her legs seemingly spread as far apart as possible, a triumphant posture for the winner of last night’s contest and the prize of an empty bladder.
    If there had been a loser it had been Summer, walking out of the venue she hadn’t been lucky to escape the attention of others. Her sodden blue socks and hem of her skirt giving her away as many of the students pointed and made comments. Their poor friend staring ashamedly at the floor in silence the entire way home. They had done their best to comfort her but it was clear that she just as Lucy had, was feeling sorry for herself.
    “I think some of them are feeling a little down because of, you know.” Kay said.
    “You telling me, looks like we are about to have two more.” Vanessa announced as she strode in wearing her running gear. But despite the confident outburst it was clear that she too was suffering with her bladder.
    “You’re telling me, but like you can say anything.” Allie shot back, managing a faint smile as a bead of sweat worked its way down from her brow and dripped off her nose.
    “Hey, this bladder is fine. Im not the one using the edge of the counter to hold myself.” She said, a cheeky smile appearing as she indicated to Kay.
    “Gross, that’s where I make my food.” Zara laughed heartily, clearly feigning her annoyance.
    “I tell you what we need.” Vanessa said, gingerly joining Zara on the sofa. Letting out a not so quiet groan even with the slow speed of her movement.
    “What? Zara asked.
    “A night in with lots of alcohol so everyone can forget the last couple of days.” She said, her idea clearly at odds with her bladder unless she was insane, or so Eloise thought.
    “That sounds like a plan.” Zara said excitedly. “Im up for some victory drinks.”
    “Should we ask the others?” Eloise asked, although half the house was now in the room.
    “Guys I…” Allie tried to speak but was interrupted by an excited Kay.
    “No, we should tell the others” Kay said authoritatively, vanessa and Zara pointing at her and agreeing whole heartedly.
    “Ok putting it in the group chat now, no question marks just facts.” Zara said, pulling out her phone and a few moments a series of dings went off in the kitchen.
     
     
    “Where… are… we going Kay?” Allie asked, stopping for a moment to put a hand on her thigh as she all but panted with exertion.
    “I want to go the campus.” Kay replied, her own breathing not too far behind.
    “Are you ok?” Eloise asked, a question she was starting to think was the only thing she could ask given the amount of times she had uttered it lately. But what else was there?
    “Oooh” Allie puffed her cheeks out again. “Man, I’ve never felt like this before. It feels like my insides are vibrating on their own.” Groaning she stood up straight, putting a thumb under the deadly tight jeans she was still forcing herself to wear despite how they all but cut her bladder in too. She had been wearing jogging bottoms for the last couple of days, but given that she was being photographed she had spent more than 10 minutes groaning as she buttoned them up. Eloise spying her lying in the foetal position on her bed through the crack in the door. She was truly suffering, the back of her light green top a shade darker from her burning body.
    10 minutes later they had made it up to the spot where the almost equally bloated Kay was happy. A busy intersection of the university with students milling around them.
    “Really…here?” Allie asked, putting a hand on her chest.
    “Yes here” Kay added, starting to unfold a tripod from her bag while she paced on the spot. Her entire face glistening despite the cool day, her hastily applied makeup already smudging. But she wasn’t the one that was going to be in front of the camera so Eloise doubted she really cared. It was clear something else was on her mind as she moved feverously on the spot, her hands unscrewing the legs.
    “Okay, Okay, Okay” Kay began muttering to herself, now stood behind the camera and visibly shaking. Her eyes glued to the small LCD screen on the back of the camera as she bobed up and down, walking on the spot. Her hand waving around all over the place as she focused down on the task at hand. Each heavy press of the button making the tripod shift slightly.
    “Oh shit” Kay said quietly, her left hand falling between her legs and giving herself a reassuring squeeze for a moment.
    “Ok, im good its set up.” She said, wiping her forehead with the back of her hoodie sleeve.
    “So, you…youi just want me there?” Allie asked, her own legs moving her in small circles, the pair of them attracting a lot of strange glances from the passers by. The two struggling women walking in tiny circles as they battled their enormous bladders demands to finally give them some relief.
    “Yep, just stand there for like two minutes”
    “Two minutes!” Allie said out loud, Eloise unsure if she could manage 2 seconds let alone 120.
    “Yeah”
    “What photo takes two minutes?” Allie said, clearly still upset about this revelation.
    “I want a time lapse; you know you stay still and everyone can move around behind you as a blur.” Kay said hastily as she uneasily waited to click the shutter button.
    “Kay, I don’t know.” Allie said, her eyes pleading with Kay.
    “You can do it, its just two minutes.” Kay smiled at her.
    “I, ok but make it fast.” Allie said.
    “I…ok?” Kay replied, confused by the statement. Two minutes was two minutes, not much she could do about that.
    “Ok, you can do this” Allie said, pumping herself up as she pressed firmly between her clenched thighs.
    “Ready?” Kay asked.
    “As I will ever be” Allie replied, her hands finally leaving her crotch as she took up a somewhat normal pose. Her hands grabbing the student brochure that Kay had hastily given to her as a prop.
    “Ok, now stay as still as possible” Kay said, herself moving non-stop. A loud click indicating that the photo had begun, just 120 seconds.
    “I…..” Allie stuttered almost immediately.
    “You can do it!” Kay shouted in support.
    “I….” Allie stuttered again, her eyes glancing down at her own crotch for a moment.
    “You are doing great, just a little longer.”
    “I…im sorry Kay but I think I’m about to make your photo a little more interesting than you meant it to be.” Allie shuddered, her head turning to look between her legs as the light grey of her jeans suddenly darkened. An explosion of wetness showering out of her clenched thighs, short but fierce bursts of piss showering out of them and darkening patches of her jeans. Strange patterns appearing all over her legs as the spurting continued, a thudding sound could be heard as the rest of her pee poured out behind her legs.
    Groaning she convulsed lightly, new streaks of wetness flowing from her crotch and down the front of her unmoving legs, a shower of wetness that was cascading and running down her legs. The wet patches shining anew as her accident continued to unfold in front of Eloise. The many rivulets spiralling down her legs and leaving trails in Allies clothing. Dripping into the muddy pool that she was making beneath her that was shinning brightly in the mid-day sun as it hung over her, accidently providing the perfect lighting for the ongoing photo of her accident.
    At almost the exact same moment a loud shutter noise signalled the end of the time-lapse, and Allie finished wetting herself. Stood routed to the spot she exhaled deeply “Fuck I needed that.” She laughed, her shoulders sagging forwards. The giant orb that was her bladder completely gone and her drenched jeans now fitting properly.
    “Well I hope you got what you needed because im not giving a repeat performance” She continued looking up at Kay who was now also routed to the spot. Her face bright red and both hands pulling up at her crotch for all she was worth.
    “I…..oooh.” Kay muttered, herself looking only moments from a similar fate as Allie.
    But breathing heavily she managed to pull herself together, “Sorry, I didn’t”…. she trailed off.
    “Yeah don’t worry. I thought I could hold it too.” Allie said clearly disappointed, but taking it far better than Lucy or Summer had.
    “Now can we get out of here, its actually quite cold in these wet jeans now I’m not sweating my balls off in desperation.” She said rather bluntly, the desperate kay just nodding and starting to pack away her things.
    “You better not show that to anyone” Allie said as they made their way down the hill again.
    Eloise had totally forgotten about the photo and now Allie had said that, she couldn’t help but wonder what it looked like. A two-minute time lapse of Allie peeing herself, what would that look like she wondered. Maybe she would have to find a way to get it, or try it herself… what was she thinking. Shaking her head and being repulsed by the weird idea that she would try it at home, what was happening to her thoughts? Where were all these new thoughts coming from, it had to just be because she was surrounded by desperate women that they were coming to her. Hopefully once this was over they would leave her be, although she couldn’t quite shake the feeling that this had always been something she enjoyed. Memories of holding it slightly longer than needed under the guise of studying as her bladder throbbed at the kitchen table. The odd road trip where she would see how long or how far she could go without needing to stop, even asking friends and family members to do the same. Had she always liked this…No it was just this week…it had to be.
     
     
    “Eloise?” Kay said, brining her out of her confused stupor. The pair of them now sat in the kitchen, Kay on the phone with Summer who was at the shop.
    “Yeah sorry?”
    “What drinks do you want?”
    “Oh, do they have any brandy?”
    “Brandy?” Kay lowered an eyebrow at her before nodding and passing on the order. The dark brunette now sitting in the back of the kitchen, her legs tightly crossed and bobbing up and down wildly. She had been there ever since she had barely survived the walk back, the new sitting position clearly helping her maintain her control a little easier.
    “What bout snacks?” Kay asked, her hand over the phone.
    “Don’t mind, crisps, maybe pretzels if they have any?” Eloise replied.
    “Pretzels and Brandy, not quite the night in of drinking I was expecting” Kay joked before a violent shake in her body forced her to frown deeply, a hand steadying herself on her thigh as she leaned forwards a little more. A deep sweat all over her body despite the fact she was barely moving.  Taking a deep breath she put the phone back to her ear and passed on the new order to the group of them at the store.
    “Oh god!” Kay groaned loudly after putting the phone down. Both her hands falling between her clenching and knotted legs, “I don’t know how much longer I can hold this.”
    “What?” Eloise said shocked by her friends openness, her eyes awkwardly meeting hers as she felt her stomach flutter slightly at Kays admission.
    “I don’t know the last time I held this long. Even the end of year test wasn’t this bad.” Kay said looking her in the eyes, causing Eloise to blush and look away.
    “Umm, I mean….you have lasted this long. Its way more than I could manage. Like 10 times as long!” Eloise blurted out, aiming for supportive but ending up a little past that.
    “Yeah, I suppose” Kay said, finally looking down and placing a hand on her heavily distended bladder. The giant protrusion locked tightly shut for over a week now, yet both of them seemed to sense the end was near. But who knew when the classes were to start again, they knew she couldn’t give up. If her or Vanessa did and it turned out the buildings opened the next morning they would be kicking themselves for the rest of the year. They just had to hold out.
     
    A short while later the others arrived noisily through the front door, bottles clinking in the bags they had brought with them. Unpacking them the kitchen counter was covered in all sort of alcohol, bottles and cans of beer covering most it while large vodka bottles towered above the other bottles.
    Admiring their handywork Kay let out a loud sigh, grunting as she reached across for the first bottle. “Its six o’clock somewhere.” She smiled, cracking open the first bottle using the edge of the counter instead of a bottle opener. The others shrugging and joining her with a beer of their own while Eloise checked her watch. It was already 7.15Pm, why did it matter that it was 6pm somewhere else.
    “I will order the Pizza, same as last week?” Zara offered, opening her laptop.
    “Sounds good!” Kay said, raising her bottle. The others joining in a little impromptu toast, taking a sip from their own bottles. Well except Summer who seemed to be in the mood to get things started, downing her entire beer in one go and sighing deeply.
    “Some ones in the mood to party” Lucy joked.
    “Oh, sorry.” Summer said kind of sheepishly, her face blushing as she realised everyone was watching her.
    “No, don’t apologise just let me catch up!” Lucy said enthusiastically as she downed the rest of hers.
    “Well…if everyone else is.” Kay said, lifting her own bottle to her lips and starting to down it. A hand resting on her bladder as she scrunched up her face, forcing the beer down her throat.
    “Come on guys, keep up.” She smiled, her body wobbling slightly as she sat there. Vanessa, Julia and Zara sharing a look before joining in.
    “Well, im on Vodka so I will not be downing that.” Allie joked, unscrewing the top off the first bottle and pouring a little in a cup before downing the shots worth as a show of solidarity.
    “Your turn” Kay said loudly, uncapping the next bottle and pointing at Eloise with it.
    Taking a leaf from Allies book she unscrewed the brandy, pouring a fingers worth into a glass. Taking a deep breath she tipped the glass back feeling the familiar burn but then a weird acidic feeling taking over.
    “Urrgh, what is that?”
    “Its brandy, what you asked for.”
    “That is the worst brandy I have ever had, what is this.” She said inspecting the bottle. “What on earth is a  brandy drink?” she asked out loud, never having seen the words together but sure they were not a sign of quality.
    “Cheap, you’re a student now remember.” Zara joked.
    “True, but I will not be doing any more shots of that.” Eloise said, mixing it with some soda that had been bought as mixer.
    “Ok, lets get this party started!” Zara said enthusiastically, pulling out a box of cards.
    “Not this again, I remember you forcing me to play that like two years ago.” Julia said out loud.
    “Well, it’s a good way of getting to know each other, and then drinking enough to forget it all again.” Zara smiled.
    “Well, sounds fun.” Summer joined in, “what is it though?”
    “Its called first, like spin the bottle. It has a little dial thing you spin like this” she said spinning it, it landing on Vanessa. “Then Vanessa grabs one of the cards which will have a promt on it and you have to answer what your first experience of it was.”
    “Like never have I ever.” Kay said.
    “Never have I ever?” Eloise asked, understanding the game but getting lost with the annology.
    “Its like a game where….” Allie started.
    “Look forget that, lets just play this.” Zara interrupted, before things could get too confusing. “Now grab a drink and Vanessa grab a card.”
    Groaning deeply as she tried to stand to move to the box the others watched her for a moment before she seemingly gave up. “Just slide one over will you?”
    Sliding over a card Vanessa picked it up “It just says broken bone.” She said turning it around.
    “Yeah so you can either take a drink, or tell us what your first broken bone was. Bit of a tame one to start with but they get way more…interesting.”
    “Oh ok, I was Nine and I fell off a Donkey” Vanessa said putting the card down.
    “A donkey, not a horse?” Julia asked, raising an eyebrow.
    “Yeah my neighbour had one and I tried to ride it and well, it didn’t want to be.”
    “Not the only thing you have tried to ride and it not wanting to be.” Lucy chimed in.
    “What does that even mean?” Vanessa said blushing.
    “Oh I don’t know, what about Luke in first year.” Lucy said, her smile only widening as Vanessa clearly understood what she was referring too.
    “You can shut up now!” Vanessa shot back, eyeing her friend.
    “Rejected!” Lucy said loudly.
    “Well that wasn’t even a question but how about you have a go then, lets see what secrets we can unearth on you.” Vanessa countered, pointing to the box of cards.
    “Fine, we don’t need a spinner, lets just go around.” Lucy said, taking out a card before sitting back on her chair. An embarrassed smile coming across her face as she turned around a card that simply read “sex”.
    “Whheeyyy” Vanessa said slightly too enthusiastically as her eyes widened again, her hand flying between her legs. The conversation momentarily distracting her and she had almost paid the price, going off the look of panic creeping across her face.
    “Do try not to wet yourself” Lucy joking shot back but they could all tell she had been moments away from doing just that. Crossing one leg over the other even tighter Vanessa shifted in her seat uncomfortably.
    “Come on then.” Zara said, indicating for Lucy to explain herself.
    “Well, I was 14”
    “14!” Julia and Allie said loudly at the same time.
    “What, loads of people were doing it at that age in my school.” Lucy tried to defend herself.
    “Many of your friends been on that teenage parents tv show?” Zara joked.
    “Well actually…. yes. As in not friends but people from my school.”
    “Oh my god I was joking, but that is amazing.” Zara said. The group laughing and opening the next round of beers.
    Over the next few hours the group went through almost all of the questions and almost all of the beer. It was safe to say that Eloise now knew more about her housemates than she had most other people in her life, and unfortunately they knew far more embarrassing things about her than she had ever told anyone else. She just couldn’t seem to help it, her housemates were just too good at prying things out of her, although she had to admit it felt good to find a group of friends she could trust not to hopefully do anything with the information.
    Although just looking at them, it seemed Zara may have been right about them being too drunk to remember any of it. The girls in particular Summer and Lucy had been pounding back the beers, taking almost an entire crate by themselves at this point.
    Although what had surprised her more was the quantity that Kay and Vanessa were drinking despite their bulging bladders. Kay in particular seemed to be throwing caution to the wind, almost keeping up with Summer and egging people on to drink more and more. Calling out people who didn’t have a drink in their hands from her seat, making Lucy and Zara hand them another.
    “Hey Allie, can you pass me the soda please.” Eloise asked, pouring herself another and unwittingly noticing that almost half the bottle of brandy was gone. At least it wasn’t as strong as what she was use to in France.
    “Sure thing Eloise.” Allie said smiling.
    “Look at you too, thick as thieves over there with your fancy drinks.” An intoxicated Kay said in a mockingly playful way.
    “What we are just being friendly, sheesh.” Allie joked back, handing over the soda.
    “Oooh, Drink friends.” Lucy joked, a chorus of it going around the others leaving Eloise perplexed. A clear look of confusion on her face.
    “Please tell me you have seen inbetweeners?” Zara asked, sitting up in her seat for the first time in a while.
    “Inbetweeners?” Eloise asked.
    “Sorry, im on their side.” Allie said smiling.
    “Quint…quintisssss…..quintessential British comedy show that you have to see.” Summer said, slurring her words slightly.
    “Oooh someone stop her drinks.” Lucy joked.
    “Im fine, just a hard word when you are drunk. Not that I am!” Summer said, pointing an unsteady finger somewhere in the vicinity of Lucy.
    “Looks like that wont be much of an issue anyway.” Julia said, upturning the last crate of beers. “Looks like we are out.”
    “We are out of snacks too” Allie said, her hand grasping a number of empty crisp packets that lay on the kitchen worktop.
    “Well this wont stand!” Summer said, standing quickly and teetering as the blood rushed out of it.
    “That’s not the only thing.” Julia said, standing and helping Summer back into her seat.
    “Ok, booze run, get your orders in now.” Lucy said, downing the rest of her bottle and getting to her feet.
    “Ill come with you, I think I need the air” Allie said.
    “Yeah, im coming too, need more snacks!” Vanessa and Zara joined in.
    Taking their orders the group grabbed some flat shoes and their coats, making a slow amble towards the front door. Clunking behind them it left a slightly awkward silence with just the four of them sitting in the lounge that looked like a bomb had gone off in it.
    Summer broke the silence by starting to giggle to herself for some reason.
    “What’s so funny?” Julia asked
    “I don’t know.” Summer said standing up and tipping remnants of one of her bottles into her waiting mouth.
    “Oh no!” Summer said loudly, wobbling where she stood a hand flying to her stomach.
    “What, are you?” Eloise asked, the blonde going deathly pale in an instant.
    “I…I…Im going to be sick” She said, her eyes wide and the other hand shooting to her mouth. Turning she quickly ran towards the stairs, taking them too at a time and crashing into the shower rooms above them.
    “I better go check on her.” Julia said after a few seconds, grabbing a cup of water and taking it up to Summer. Leaving just Eloise and the groaning Kay in the room.
    From where she was sat Eloise was watching her attentively, the brunette tomboy rocking on the chair she hadn’t left for hours now. A hand deep in the pockets of her jogging bottoms and clearly holding herself as she let out short sharp breaths. Drawing in air through her nose and letting it out of her mouth, she looked almost as if she was mediating in some ways.
    A few minutes passed as Eloise kept waiting for Julia to come back, unsure of what to say to Kay but unable to take her eyes off her and her giant bladder. Kay had been quiet for the last few hours, actively taking part in the game until her bladder seemingly made that impossible. The other trying to include her but only getting single word answers or her choosing to drink as a response. She was on the very edges of control, and the few braincells the beer had left her with were otherwise occupied.
    “Oooh, no, no , no , no ,no” Kay muttered to herself as she rocked on the kitchen chair, the first thing she had said for almost 45 minutes.  Her eyes were fixed on a point in front of her as she struggled for control. The night of heavy drinking making her quiver in desperation. Now with just her and Eloise in the room her heavy breathing, pants and groans were too loud for the French girl block out.
    “OOOoffff” Kay groaned again as she pivoted her hips to apply more pressure on her hand that was gripping herself between her legs. The other joining it on the outside of her trousers, her short nails digging into the fabric of her trousers as she squeezed her legs tightly.
    “I can…” Kay said breathlessly to no one.
    “Just a little longer and….” Her brain tried again, unable to finish its sentences as her bloated and bulging bladder quivered inside her. Sweat was pouring off her brow now, her neck muscles twitching and taught as she grunted much louder this time.
    “Ooofff fuck” she groaned hoarsely, her head tilting back and eyes scrunching closed. Eloise watched on, unable to look away as her own legs pressed against each other, her heart beating faster as she felt her body becoming hot. She was sure Kay was reaching her limits, limits she had seen her pass 12 hours ago when they were outside with Allie. The memories of Allies slow laboured accident unfolding in her mind, this time joined with Kay.
    “No, no, no, no….”The woman in front of her panted, her body constantly shaking now.
    “ooooOOOHHHFFF” Kay groaned again but this was the final moment as she finally lost control, her jogging bottoms darkening as a flood of pee hissed out of her. Overflowing the chair in an instant it created a noisy waterfall off onto the kitchen floor of it as Kay continued to breath heavily. Her hips starting to gyrate against the chair as she panted, almost thrusting forward causing wave after wave of her hot pee to fall from the chair, heavily splattering against the floor. The enormous bulge in her abdomen barely even shirking as the litres of pee burst out of her, she had pushed it hours longer than she had before. Pushing her limits to new hights as she had not only forced it to wait but ruthlessly filled it over the last few hours.
    Continuing for almost 20 seconds Kay’s eyes were closed, her hips moving as she panted, only Eloise witnessing the display that was making her a little light headed. She had been denying what she had been feeling as she watched her friends get more and more desperate, but this intimate almost voyeuristic view of Kay wetting herself was too much. Her heart fluttered violently as her breath caught in her chest, eyes glued to the glistening crotch of her friend that continued press itself into the chair. The ocean of pee within Kay now flowing freely through the darkened and saturated cotton. It felt as if it was almost like her sexual awakening, a lightbulb turning on in her mind, she was into this and she could deny it no longer as she let out a quiet whimper.
    Kay finally opened her eyes. The two of them accidently locking eyes and blushing madly, both caught out enjoying what was going on.
    “Im sorry…” Eloise stuttered madly averting her gaze and staring at the floor, but even out of the corner of her vision she could see Kay’s puddle slowly advancing across the floor towards her.
    “Oh god” Kay said again, her voice several octaves lower than normal. The loud splashing telling Eloise her hips were still moving. “I forgot how good this felt.” Kay announced, with no sense of embarrassment.
    “I….uh” Eloise looked up, finding that Kay was still watching her.
    “I thought so” Kay started, smiling broadly before her eyes rolled back in her head for a moment.
    “don’t worry, you would be surprised…Surprised by how many people…Pee, people are into this, especially at this place…Just don’t get any ideas” Kay smiled for a moment before her body doubled over and caused her to visibly wince. Her overfilled bladder clearly still sending painful signals through her body even as it relaxed.
    “I…really?” Eloise replied sheepishly. She hadn’t even considered it to be a thing someone could be into, but she couldn’t deny her own feelings on the matter.
    Holding up two fingers as if to tell her to wait a minute Kay put her hand on her thigh. Leaning forwards she closed her eyes, the river of urine still flowing out of her and onto the floor beneath the thankfully wooden chair. She looked lost in her own world once again, the only sounds the hiss through her sodden underwear and the drumming of the streams onto the floor. For more than two minutes Eloise stood there, unsure of what to do but enjoying the sight of the red faced kay wetting herself.
    Finally she finished, letting out a long sigh Kay shivered violently in her seat for a few moments. Opening her eyes she locked them with the awkward looking Eloise.
    “Lets just not tell anyone about this though” She said breathlessly.
    “Wont they notice the…”
    “No, about the…enjoying it” Kay smiled, her face relaxed for the first time in days.
    “But I thought you said…”
    “Look a lot of people enjoy it, but its not really a talked about thing. Given the emphasis on holding at this university, enjoying losing control is probably as taboo as you can get around her.”
    “Oh ok” Eloise said.
    “But don’t get me wrong, I think a lot of people still enjoy it. But just don’t go around talking about it, and you can never know who does and doesn’t like it. Some people can be freaked out about it, I’m sure even yourself last week would have been if I had just squatted in the middle of the kitchen.”
    “I…Yeah, thank you.” Eloise replied, still not quite able to look her friend in the eye after the intimate moment.
    “No problem, but if I can stand, we should probably clean this mess up before it ruins the floor” Kay said smiling and looking down at the giant puddle she had created fondly.
     
     
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    Chapter 6: A lapse of concentration.
    “Come on!” Kay pleaded with Allie as they both desperately paced at the work counters in the kitchen.
    “Im not being a model for your photoshoot.”
    “Why not?”
    “I don’t want too and….” Allie trailed off, her legs continuing to wiggle as she leaned against the row of cupboards. The rhythmic shuffling hypnotising to Eloise as she watched the pair of them dance their desperate dance, neither of them wanting to show how bad it had gotten. But it was easy to see, they had been struggling two days ago but now their antics had been dialled up to 11. Allie for her part unable to stand still for even a moment, the constant shuffling must have been burning her muscles but it was in order to save another assuredly tiring one.
    “And what?” Kay asked, showing similar signs of her need as she sat on the couch. Her crossed legs bobbing up and down next to Eloise. The French girl keeping an eye on them too ni the corner of her vision, a sight she had become well versed in over the last few days.
    “I, nothing… I just don’t feel like doing it.” Allie replied, her cheeks burning a little redder than before as she pushed off again and started dancing in front of the fridge, staring in even though Eloise could see she had already taken out the milk she was looking for.
    “I’ll do your washing up for a week” Kay rebutted, trying to bribe their housemate.
    “Really?” Allie asked, surprised by how badly Kay wanted her to be involved. “Why not go with Lucy, im sure she would love it.”
    “That’s why, its more fun to have you.” Kay smiled, getting a glare from Allie. “But yeah I’ll wash and Eloise will dry for the rest of the week.” Kay offered up despite not having talked to her about it. But then again it was for the photography society that had both signed up for, which Eloise had completely forgotten about.
    “Fine…but I’m not doing any stupid poses or anything like that.” Allie relented, breathing out heavily as she noticed the milk she had already gotten out. Her desperate mind failing to keep any coherent thought in for more than 2 minutes it seemed.
    “Nothing like that, don’t worry.” Kay answered her, grunting loudly as she forced herself up from the couch. A hand on her back as she puffed her cheeks out as if she had been doing some heavy lifting.
    “Where is everyone else by the way?” Zara asked, turning over to look at them from the couch where she sat. Her legs seemingly spread as far apart as possible, a triumphant posture for the winner of last night’s contest and the prize of an empty bladder.
    If there had been a loser it had been Summer, walking out of the venue she hadn’t been lucky to escape the attention of others. Her sodden blue socks and hem of her skirt giving her away as many of the students pointed and made comments. Their poor friend staring ashamedly at the floor in silence the entire way home. They had done their best to comfort her but it was clear that she just as Lucy had, was feeling sorry for herself.
    “I think some of them are feeling a little down because of, you know.” Kay said.
    “You telling me, looks like we are about to have two more.” Vanessa announced as she strode in wearing her running gear. But despite the confident outburst it was clear that she too was suffering with her bladder.
    “You’re telling me, but like you can say anything.” Allie shot back, managing a faint smile as a bead of sweat worked its way down from her brow and dripped off her nose.
    “Hey, this bladder is fine. Im not the one using the edge of the counter to hold myself.” She said, a cheeky smile appearing as she indicated to Kay.
    “Gross, that’s where I make my food.” Zara laughed heartily, clearly feigning her annoyance.
    “I tell you what we need.” Vanessa said, gingerly joining Zara on the sofa. Letting out a not so quiet groan even with the slow speed of her movement.
    “What? Zara asked.
    “A night in with lots of alcohol so everyone can forget the last couple of days.” She said, her idea clearly at odds with her bladder unless she was insane, or so Eloise thought.
    “That sounds like a plan.” Zara said excitedly. “Im up for some victory drinks.”
    “Should we ask the others?” Eloise asked, although half the house was now in the room.
    “Guys I…” Allie tried to speak but was interrupted by an excited Kay.
    “No, we should tell the others” Kay said authoritatively, vanessa and Zara pointing at her and agreeing whole heartedly.
    “Ok putting it in the group chat now, no question marks just facts.” Zara said, pulling out her phone and a few moments a series of dings went off in the kitchen.
     
     
    “Where… are… we going Kay?” Allie asked, stopping for a moment to put a hand on her thigh as she all but panted with exertion.
    “I want to go the campus.” Kay replied, her own breathing not too far behind.
    “Are you ok?” Eloise asked, a question she was starting to think was the only thing she could ask given the amount of times she had uttered it lately. But what else was there?
    “Oooh” Allie puffed her cheeks out again. “Man, I’ve never felt like this before. It feels like my insides are vibrating on their own.” Groaning she stood up straight, putting a thumb under the deadly tight jeans she was still forcing herself to wear despite how they all but cut her bladder in too. She had been wearing jogging bottoms for the last couple of days, but given that she was being photographed she had spent more than 10 minutes groaning as she buttoned them up. Eloise spying her lying in the foetal position on her bed through the crack in the door. She was truly suffering, the back of her light green top a shade darker from her burning body.
    10 minutes later they had made it up to the spot where the almost equally bloated Kay was happy. A busy intersection of the university with students milling around them.
    “Really…here?” Allie asked, putting a hand on her chest.
    “Yes here” Kay added, starting to unfold a tripod from her bag while she paced on the spot. Her entire face glistening despite the cool day, her hastily applied makeup already smudging. But she wasn’t the one that was going to be in front of the camera so Eloise doubted she really cared. It was clear something else was on her mind as she moved feverously on the spot, her hands unscrewing the legs.
    “Okay, Okay, Okay” Kay began muttering to herself, now stood behind the camera and visibly shaking. Her eyes glued to the small LCD screen on the back of the camera as she bobed up and down, walking on the spot. Her hand waving around all over the place as she focused down on the task at hand. Each heavy press of the button making the tripod shift slightly.
    “Oh shit” Kay said quietly, her left hand falling between her legs and giving herself a reassuring squeeze for a moment.
    “Ok, im good its set up.” She said, wiping her forehead with the back of her hoodie sleeve.
    “So, you…youi just want me there?” Allie asked, her own legs moving her in small circles, the pair of them attracting a lot of strange glances from the passers by. The two struggling women walking in tiny circles as they battled their enormous bladders demands to finally give them some relief.
    “Yep, just stand there for like two minutes”
    “Two minutes!” Allie said out loud, Eloise unsure if she could manage 2 seconds let alone 120.
    “Yeah”
    “What photo takes two minutes?” Allie said, clearly still upset about this revelation.
    “I want a time lapse; you know you stay still and everyone can move around behind you as a blur.” Kay said hastily as she uneasily waited to click the shutter button.
    “Kay, I don’t know.” Allie said, her eyes pleading with Kay.
    “You can do it, its just two minutes.” Kay smiled at her.
    “I, ok but make it fast.” Allie said.
    “I…ok?” Kay replied, confused by the statement. Two minutes was two minutes, not much she could do about that.
    “Ok, you can do this” Allie said, pumping herself up as she pressed firmly between her clenched thighs.
    “Ready?” Kay asked.
    “As I will ever be” Allie replied, her hands finally leaving her crotch as she took up a somewhat normal pose. Her hands grabbing the student brochure that Kay had hastily given to her as a prop.
    “Ok, now stay as still as possible” Kay said, herself moving non-stop. A loud click indicating that the photo had begun, just 120 seconds.
    “I…..” Allie stuttered almost immediately.
    “You can do it!” Kay shouted in support.
    “I….” Allie stuttered again, her eyes glancing down at her own crotch for a moment.
    “You are doing great, just a little longer.”
    “I…im sorry Kay but I think I’m about to make your photo a little more interesting than you meant it to be.” Allie shuddered, her head turning to look between her legs as the light grey of her jeans suddenly darkened. An explosion of wetness showering out of her clenched thighs, short but fierce bursts of piss showering out of them and darkening patches of her jeans. Strange patterns appearing all over her legs as the spurting continued, a thudding sound could be heard as the rest of her pee poured out behind her legs.
    Groaning she convulsed lightly, new streaks of wetness flowing from her crotch and down the front of her unmoving legs, a shower of wetness that was cascading and running down her legs. The wet patches shining anew as her accident continued to unfold in front of Eloise. The many rivulets spiralling down her legs and leaving trails in Allies clothing. Dripping into the muddy pool that she was making beneath her that was shinning brightly in the mid-day sun as it hung over her, accidently providing the perfect lighting for the ongoing photo of her accident.
    At almost the exact same moment a loud shutter noise signalled the end of the time-lapse, and Allie finished wetting herself. Stood routed to the spot she exhaled deeply “Fuck I needed that.” She laughed, her shoulders sagging forwards. The giant orb that was her bladder completely gone and her drenched jeans now fitting properly.
    “Well I hope you got what you needed because im not giving a repeat performance” She continued looking up at Kay who was now also routed to the spot. Her face bright red and both hands pulling up at her crotch for all she was worth.
    “I…..oooh.” Kay muttered, herself looking only moments from a similar fate as Allie.
    But breathing heavily she managed to pull herself together, “Sorry, I didn’t”…. she trailed off.
    “Yeah don’t worry. I thought I could hold it too.” Allie said clearly disappointed, but taking it far better than Lucy or Summer had.
    “Now can we get out of here, its actually quite cold in these wet jeans now I’m not sweating my balls off in desperation.” She said rather bluntly, the desperate kay just nodding and starting to pack away her things.
    “You better not show that to anyone” Allie said as they made their way down the hill again.
    Eloise had totally forgotten about the photo and now Allie had said that, she couldn’t help but wonder what it looked like. A two-minute time lapse of Allie peeing herself, what would that look like she wondered. Maybe she would have to find a way to get it, or try it herself… what was she thinking. Shaking her head and being repulsed by the weird idea that she would try it at home, what was happening to her thoughts? Where were all these new thoughts coming from, it had to just be because she was surrounded by desperate women that they were coming to her. Hopefully once this was over they would leave her be, although she couldn’t quite shake the feeling that this had always been something she enjoyed. Memories of holding it slightly longer than needed under the guise of studying as her bladder throbbed at the kitchen table. The odd road trip where she would see how long or how far she could go without needing to stop, even asking friends and family members to do the same. Had she always liked this…No it was just this week…it had to be.
     
     
    “Eloise?” Kay said, brining her out of her confused stupor. The pair of them now sat in the kitchen, Kay on the phone with Summer who was at the shop.
    “Yeah sorry?”
    “What drinks do you want?”
    “Oh, do they have any brandy?”
    “Brandy?” Kay lowered an eyebrow at her before nodding and passing on the order. The dark brunette now sitting in the back of the kitchen, her legs tightly crossed and bobbing up and down wildly. She had been there ever since she had barely survived the walk back, the new sitting position clearly helping her maintain her control a little easier.
    “What bout snacks?” Kay asked, her hand over the phone.
    “Don’t mind, crisps, maybe pretzels if they have any?” Eloise replied.
    “Pretzels and Brandy, not quite the night in of drinking I was expecting” Kay joked before a violent shake in her body forced her to frown deeply, a hand steadying herself on her thigh as she leaned forwards a little more. A deep sweat all over her body despite the fact she was barely moving.  Taking a deep breath she put the phone back to her ear and passed on the new order to the group of them at the store.
    “Oh god!” Kay groaned loudly after putting the phone down. Both her hands falling between her clenching and knotted legs, “I don’t know how much longer I can hold this.”
    “What?” Eloise said shocked by her friends openness, her eyes awkwardly meeting hers as she felt her stomach flutter slightly at Kays admission.
    “I don’t know the last time I held this long. Even the end of year test wasn’t this bad.” Kay said looking her in the eyes, causing Eloise to blush and look away.
    “Umm, I mean….you have lasted this long. Its way more than I could manage. Like 10 times as long!” Eloise blurted out, aiming for supportive but ending up a little past that.
    “Yeah, I suppose” Kay said, finally looking down and placing a hand on her heavily distended bladder. The giant protrusion locked tightly shut for over a week now, yet both of them seemed to sense the end was near. But who knew when the classes were to start again, they knew she couldn’t give up. If her or Vanessa did and it turned out the buildings opened the next morning they would be kicking themselves for the rest of the year. They just had to hold out.
     
    A short while later the others arrived noisily through the front door, bottles clinking in the bags they had brought with them. Unpacking them the kitchen counter was covered in all sort of alcohol, bottles and cans of beer covering most it while large vodka bottles towered above the other bottles.
    Admiring their handywork Kay let out a loud sigh, grunting as she reached across for the first bottle. “Its six o’clock somewhere.” She smiled, cracking open the first bottle using the edge of the counter instead of a bottle opener. The others shrugging and joining her with a beer of their own while Eloise checked her watch. It was already 7.15Pm, why did it matter that it was 6pm somewhere else.
    “I will order the Pizza, same as last week?” Zara offered, opening her laptop.
    “Sounds good!” Kay said, raising her bottle. The others joining in a little impromptu toast, taking a sip from their own bottles. Well except Summer who seemed to be in the mood to get things started, downing her entire beer in one go and sighing deeply.
    “Some ones in the mood to party” Lucy joked.
    “Oh, sorry.” Summer said kind of sheepishly, her face blushing as she realised everyone was watching her.
    “No, don’t apologise just let me catch up!” Lucy said enthusiastically as she downed the rest of hers.
    “Well…if everyone else is.” Kay said, lifting her own bottle to her lips and starting to down it. A hand resting on her bladder as she scrunched up her face, forcing the beer down her throat.
    “Come on guys, keep up.” She smiled, her body wobbling slightly as she sat there. Vanessa, Julia and Zara sharing a look before joining in.
    “Well, im on Vodka so I will not be downing that.” Allie joked, unscrewing the top off the first bottle and pouring a little in a cup before downing the shots worth as a show of solidarity.
    “Your turn” Kay said loudly, uncapping the next bottle and pointing at Eloise with it.
    Taking a leaf from Allies book she unscrewed the brandy, pouring a fingers worth into a glass. Taking a deep breath she tipped the glass back feeling the familiar burn but then a weird acidic feeling taking over.
    “Urrgh, what is that?”
    “Its brandy, what you asked for.”
    “That is the worst brandy I have ever had, what is this.” She said inspecting the bottle. “What on earth is a  brandy drink?” she asked out loud, never having seen the words together but sure they were not a sign of quality.
    “Cheap, you’re a student now remember.” Zara joked.
    “True, but I will not be doing any more shots of that.” Eloise said, mixing it with some soda that had been bought as mixer.
    “Ok, lets get this party started!” Zara said enthusiastically, pulling out a box of cards.
    “Not this again, I remember you forcing me to play that like two years ago.” Julia said out loud.
    “Well, it’s a good way of getting to know each other, and then drinking enough to forget it all again.” Zara smiled.
    “Well, sounds fun.” Summer joined in, “what is it though?”
    “Its called first, like spin the bottle. It has a little dial thing you spin like this” she said spinning it, it landing on Vanessa. “Then Vanessa grabs one of the cards which will have a promt on it and you have to answer what your first experience of it was.”
    “Like never have I ever.” Kay said.
    “Never have I ever?” Eloise asked, understanding the game but getting lost with the annology.
    “Its like a game where….” Allie started.
    “Look forget that, lets just play this.” Zara interrupted, before things could get too confusing. “Now grab a drink and Vanessa grab a card.”
    Groaning deeply as she tried to stand to move to the box the others watched her for a moment before she seemingly gave up. “Just slide one over will you?”
    Sliding over a card Vanessa picked it up “It just says broken bone.” She said turning it around.
    “Yeah so you can either take a drink, or tell us what your first broken bone was. Bit of a tame one to start with but they get way more…interesting.”
    “Oh ok, I was Nine and I fell off a Donkey” Vanessa said putting the card down.
    “A donkey, not a horse?” Julia asked, raising an eyebrow.
    “Yeah my neighbour had one and I tried to ride it and well, it didn’t want to be.”
    “Not the only thing you have tried to ride and it not wanting to be.” Lucy chimed in.
    “What does that even mean?” Vanessa said blushing.
    “Oh I don’t know, what about Luke in first year.” Lucy said, her smile only widening as Vanessa clearly understood what she was referring too.
    “You can shut up now!” Vanessa shot back, eyeing her friend.
    “Rejected!” Lucy said loudly.
    “Well that wasn’t even a question but how about you have a go then, lets see what secrets we can unearth on you.” Vanessa countered, pointing to the box of cards.
    “Fine, we don’t need a spinner, lets just go around.” Lucy said, taking out a card before sitting back on her chair. An embarrassed smile coming across her face as she turned around a card that simply read “sex”.
    “Whheeyyy” Vanessa said slightly too enthusiastically as her eyes widened again, her hand flying between her legs. The conversation momentarily distracting her and she had almost paid the price, going off the look of panic creeping across her face.
    “Do try not to wet yourself” Lucy joking shot back but they could all tell she had been moments away from doing just that. Crossing one leg over the other even tighter Vanessa shifted in her seat uncomfortably.
    “Come on then.” Zara said, indicating for Lucy to explain herself.
    “Well, I was 14”
    “14!” Julia and Allie said loudly at the same time.
    “What, loads of people were doing it at that age in my school.” Lucy tried to defend herself.
    “Many of your friends been on that teenage parents tv show?” Zara joked.
    “Well actually…. yes. As in not friends but people from my school.”
    “Oh my god I was joking, but that is amazing.” Zara said. The group laughing and opening the next round of beers.
    Over the next few hours the group went through almost all of the questions and almost all of the beer. It was safe to say that Eloise now knew more about her housemates than she had most other people in her life, and unfortunately they knew far more embarrassing things about her than she had ever told anyone else. She just couldn’t seem to help it, her housemates were just too good at prying things out of her, although she had to admit it felt good to find a group of friends she could trust not to hopefully do anything with the information.
    Although just looking at them, it seemed Zara may have been right about them being too drunk to remember any of it. The girls in particular Summer and Lucy had been pounding back the beers, taking almost an entire crate by themselves at this point.
    Although what had surprised her more was the quantity that Kay and Vanessa were drinking despite their bulging bladders. Kay in particular seemed to be throwing caution to the wind, almost keeping up with Summer and egging people on to drink more and more. Calling out people who didn’t have a drink in their hands from her seat, making Lucy and Zara hand them another.
    “Hey Allie, can you pass me the soda please.” Eloise asked, pouring herself another and unwittingly noticing that almost half the bottle of brandy was gone. At least it wasn’t as strong as what she was use to in France.
    “Sure thing Eloise.” Allie said smiling.
    “Look at you too, thick as thieves over there with your fancy drinks.” An intoxicated Kay said in a mockingly playful way.
    “What we are just being friendly, sheesh.” Allie joked back, handing over the soda.
    “Oooh, Drink friends.” Lucy joked, a chorus of it going around the others leaving Eloise perplexed. A clear look of confusion on her face.
    “Please tell me you have seen inbetweeners?” Zara asked, sitting up in her seat for the first time in a while.
    “Inbetweeners?” Eloise asked.
    “Sorry, im on their side.” Allie said smiling.
    “Quint…quintisssss…..quintessential British comedy show that you have to see.” Summer said, slurring her words slightly.
    “Oooh someone stop her drinks.” Lucy joked.
    “Im fine, just a hard word when you are drunk. Not that I am!” Summer said, pointing an unsteady finger somewhere in the vicinity of Lucy.
    “Looks like that wont be much of an issue anyway.” Julia said, upturning the last crate of beers. “Looks like we are out.”
    “We are out of snacks too” Allie said, her hand grasping a number of empty crisp packets that lay on the kitchen worktop.
    “Well this wont stand!” Summer said, standing quickly and teetering as the blood rushed out of it.
    “That’s not the only thing.” Julia said, standing and helping Summer back into her seat.
    “Ok, booze run, get your orders in now.” Lucy said, downing the rest of her bottle and getting to her feet.
    “Ill come with you, I think I need the air” Allie said.
    “Yeah, im coming too, need more snacks!” Vanessa and Zara joined in.
    Taking their orders the group grabbed some flat shoes and their coats, making a slow amble towards the front door. Clunking behind them it left a slightly awkward silence with just the four of them sitting in the lounge that looked like a bomb had gone off in it.
    Summer broke the silence by starting to giggle to herself for some reason.
    “What’s so funny?” Julia asked
    “I don’t know.” Summer said standing up and tipping remnants of one of her bottles into her waiting mouth.
    “Oh no!” Summer said loudly, wobbling where she stood a hand flying to her stomach.
    “What, are you?” Eloise asked, the blonde going deathly pale in an instant.
    “I…I…Im going to be sick” She said, her eyes wide and the other hand shooting to her mouth. Turning she quickly ran towards the stairs, taking them too at a time and crashing into the shower rooms above them.
    “I better go check on her.” Julia said after a few seconds, grabbing a cup of water and taking it up to Summer. Leaving just Eloise and the groaning Kay in the room.
    From where she was sat Eloise was watching her attentively, the brunette tomboy rocking on the chair she hadn’t left for hours now. A hand deep in the pockets of her jogging bottoms and clearly holding herself as she let out short sharp breaths. Drawing in air through her nose and letting it out of her mouth, she looked almost as if she was mediating in some ways.
    A few minutes passed as Eloise kept waiting for Julia to come back, unsure of what to say to Kay but unable to take her eyes off her and her giant bladder. Kay had been quiet for the last few hours, actively taking part in the game until her bladder seemingly made that impossible. The other trying to include her but only getting single word answers or her choosing to drink as a response. She was on the very edges of control, and the few braincells the beer had left her with were otherwise occupied.
    “Oooh, no, no , no , no ,no” Kay muttered to herself as she rocked on the kitchen chair, the first thing she had said for almost 45 minutes.  Her eyes were fixed on a point in front of her as she struggled for control. The night of heavy drinking making her quiver in desperation. Now with just her and Eloise in the room her heavy breathing, pants and groans were too loud for the French girl block out.
    “OOOoffff” Kay groaned again as she pivoted her hips to apply more pressure on her hand that was gripping herself between her legs. The other joining it on the outside of her trousers, her short nails digging into the fabric of her trousers as she squeezed her legs tightly.
    “I can…” Kay said breathlessly to no one.
    “Just a little longer and….” Her brain tried again, unable to finish its sentences as her bloated and bulging bladder quivered inside her. Sweat was pouring off her brow now, her neck muscles twitching and taught as she grunted much louder this time.
    “Ooofff fuck” she groaned hoarsely, her head tilting back and eyes scrunching closed. Eloise watched on, unable to look away as her own legs pressed against each other, her heart beating faster as she felt her body becoming hot. She was sure Kay was reaching her limits, limits she had seen her pass 12 hours ago when they were outside with Allie. The memories of Allies slow laboured accident unfolding in her mind, this time joined with Kay.
    “No, no, no, no….”The woman in front of her panted, her body constantly shaking now.
    “ooooOOOHHHFFF” Kay groaned again but this was the final moment as she finally lost control, her jogging bottoms darkening as a flood of pee hissed out of her. Overflowing the chair in an instant it created a noisy waterfall off onto the kitchen floor of it as Kay continued to breath heavily. Her hips starting to gyrate against the chair as she panted, almost thrusting forward causing wave after wave of her hot pee to fall from the chair, heavily splattering against the floor. The enormous bulge in her abdomen barely even shirking as the litres of pee burst out of her, she had pushed it hours longer than she had before. Pushing her limits to new hights as she had not only forced it to wait but ruthlessly filled it over the last few hours.
    Continuing for almost 20 seconds Kay’s eyes were closed, her hips moving as she panted, only Eloise witnessing the display that was making her a little light headed. She had been denying what she had been feeling as she watched her friends get more and more desperate, but this intimate almost voyeuristic view of Kay wetting herself was too much. Her heart fluttered violently as her breath caught in her chest, eyes glued to the glistening crotch of her friend that continued press itself into the chair. The ocean of pee within Kay now flowing freely through the darkened and saturated cotton. It felt as if it was almost like her sexual awakening, a lightbulb turning on in her mind, she was into this and she could deny it no longer as she let out a quiet whimper.
    Kay finally opened her eyes. The two of them accidently locking eyes and blushing madly, both caught out enjoying what was going on.
    “Im sorry…” Eloise stuttered madly averting her gaze and staring at the floor, but even out of the corner of her vision she could see Kay’s puddle slowly advancing across the floor towards her.
    “Oh god” Kay said again, her voice several octaves lower than normal. The loud splashing telling Eloise her hips were still moving. “I forgot how good this felt.” Kay announced, with no sense of embarrassment.
    “I….uh” Eloise looked up, finding that Kay was still watching her.
    “I thought so” Kay started, smiling broadly before her eyes rolled back in her head for a moment.
    “don’t worry, you would be surprised…Surprised by how many people…Pee, people are into this, especially at this place…Just don’t get any ideas” Kay smiled for a moment before her body doubled over and caused her to visibly wince. Her overfilled bladder clearly still sending painful signals through her body even as it relaxed.
    “I…really?” Eloise replied sheepishly. She hadn’t even considered it to be a thing someone could be into, but she couldn’t deny her own feelings on the matter.
    Holding up two fingers as if to tell her to wait a minute Kay put her hand on her thigh. Leaning forwards she closed her eyes, the river of urine still flowing out of her and onto the floor beneath the thankfully wooden chair. She looked lost in her own world once again, the only sounds the hiss through her sodden underwear and the drumming of the streams onto the floor. For more than two minutes Eloise stood there, unsure of what to do but enjoying the sight of the red faced kay wetting herself.
    Finally she finished, letting out a long sigh Kay shivered violently in her seat for a few moments. Opening her eyes she locked them with the awkward looking Eloise.
    “Lets just not tell anyone about this though” She said breathlessly.
    “Wont they notice the…”
    “No, about the…enjoying it” Kay smiled, her face relaxed for the first time in days.
    “But I thought you said…”
    “Look a lot of people enjoy it, but its not really a talked about thing. Given the emphasis on holding at this university, enjoying losing control is probably as taboo as you can get around her.”
    “Oh ok” Eloise said.
    “But don’t get me wrong, I think a lot of people still enjoy it. But just don’t go around talking about it, and you can never know who does and doesn’t like it. Some people can be freaked out about it, I’m sure even yourself last week would have been if I had just squatted in the middle of the kitchen.”
    “I…Yeah, thank you.” Eloise replied, still not quite able to look her friend in the eye after the intimate moment.
    “No problem, but if I can stand, we should probably clean this mess up before it ruins the floor” Kay said smiling and looking down at the giant puddle she had created fondly.
     
     
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    Chapter 6: A lapse of concentration.
    “Come on!” Kay pleaded with Allie as they both desperately paced at the work counters in the kitchen.
    “Im not being a model for your photoshoot.”
    “Why not?”
    “I don’t want too and….” Allie trailed off, her legs continuing to wiggle as she leaned against the row of cupboards. The rhythmic shuffling hypnotising to Eloise as she watched the pair of them dance their desperate dance, neither of them wanting to show how bad it had gotten. But it was easy to see, they had been struggling two days ago but now their antics had been dialled up to 11. Allie for her part unable to stand still for even a moment, the constant shuffling must have been burning her muscles but it was in order to save another assuredly tiring one.
    “And what?” Kay asked, showing similar signs of her need as she sat on the couch. Her crossed legs bobbing up and down next to Eloise. The French girl keeping an eye on them too ni the corner of her vision, a sight she had become well versed in over the last few days.
    “I, nothing… I just don’t feel like doing it.” Allie replied, her cheeks burning a little redder than before as she pushed off again and started dancing in front of the fridge, staring in even though Eloise could see she had already taken out the milk she was looking for.
    “I’ll do your washing up for a week” Kay rebutted, trying to bribe their housemate.
    “Really?” Allie asked, surprised by how badly Kay wanted her to be involved. “Why not go with Lucy, im sure she would love it.”
    “That’s why, its more fun to have you.” Kay smiled, getting a glare from Allie. “But yeah I’ll wash and Eloise will dry for the rest of the week.” Kay offered up despite not having talked to her about it. But then again it was for the photography society that had both signed up for, which Eloise had completely forgotten about.
    “Fine…but I’m not doing any stupid poses or anything like that.” Allie relented, breathing out heavily as she noticed the milk she had already gotten out. Her desperate mind failing to keep any coherent thought in for more than 2 minutes it seemed.
    “Nothing like that, don’t worry.” Kay answered her, grunting loudly as she forced herself up from the couch. A hand on her back as she puffed her cheeks out as if she had been doing some heavy lifting.
    “Where is everyone else by the way?” Zara asked, turning over to look at them from the couch where she sat. Her legs seemingly spread as far apart as possible, a triumphant posture for the winner of last night’s contest and the prize of an empty bladder.
    If there had been a loser it had been Summer, walking out of the venue she hadn’t been lucky to escape the attention of others. Her sodden blue socks and hem of her skirt giving her away as many of the students pointed and made comments. Their poor friend staring ashamedly at the floor in silence the entire way home. They had done their best to comfort her but it was clear that she just as Lucy had, was feeling sorry for herself.
    “I think some of them are feeling a little down because of, you know.” Kay said.
    “You telling me, looks like we are about to have two more.” Vanessa announced as she strode in wearing her running gear. But despite the confident outburst it was clear that she too was suffering with her bladder.
    “You’re telling me, but like you can say anything.” Allie shot back, managing a faint smile as a bead of sweat worked its way down from her brow and dripped off her nose.
    “Hey, this bladder is fine. Im not the one using the edge of the counter to hold myself.” She said, a cheeky smile appearing as she indicated to Kay.
    “Gross, that’s where I make my food.” Zara laughed heartily, clearly feigning her annoyance.
    “I tell you what we need.” Vanessa said, gingerly joining Zara on the sofa. Letting out a not so quiet groan even with the slow speed of her movement.
    “What? Zara asked.
    “A night in with lots of alcohol so everyone can forget the last couple of days.” She said, her idea clearly at odds with her bladder unless she was insane, or so Eloise thought.
    “That sounds like a plan.” Zara said excitedly. “Im up for some victory drinks.”
    “Should we ask the others?” Eloise asked, although half the house was now in the room.
    “Guys I…” Allie tried to speak but was interrupted by an excited Kay.
    “No, we should tell the others” Kay said authoritatively, vanessa and Zara pointing at her and agreeing whole heartedly.
    “Ok putting it in the group chat now, no question marks just facts.” Zara said, pulling out her phone and a few moments a series of dings went off in the kitchen.
     
     
    “Where… are… we going Kay?” Allie asked, stopping for a moment to put a hand on her thigh as she all but panted with exertion.
    “I want to go the campus.” Kay replied, her own breathing not too far behind.
    “Are you ok?” Eloise asked, a question she was starting to think was the only thing she could ask given the amount of times she had uttered it lately. But what else was there?
    “Oooh” Allie puffed her cheeks out again. “Man, I’ve never felt like this before. It feels like my insides are vibrating on their own.” Groaning she stood up straight, putting a thumb under the deadly tight jeans she was still forcing herself to wear despite how they all but cut her bladder in too. She had been wearing jogging bottoms for the last couple of days, but given that she was being photographed she had spent more than 10 minutes groaning as she buttoned them up. Eloise spying her lying in the foetal position on her bed through the crack in the door. She was truly suffering, the back of her light green top a shade darker from her burning body.
    10 minutes later they had made it up to the spot where the almost equally bloated Kay was happy. A busy intersection of the university with students milling around them.
    “Really…here?” Allie asked, putting a hand on her chest.
    “Yes here” Kay added, starting to unfold a tripod from her bag while she paced on the spot. Her entire face glistening despite the cool day, her hastily applied makeup already smudging. But she wasn’t the one that was going to be in front of the camera so Eloise doubted she really cared. It was clear something else was on her mind as she moved feverously on the spot, her hands unscrewing the legs.
    “Okay, Okay, Okay” Kay began muttering to herself, now stood behind the camera and visibly shaking. Her eyes glued to the small LCD screen on the back of the camera as she bobed up and down, walking on the spot. Her hand waving around all over the place as she focused down on the task at hand. Each heavy press of the button making the tripod shift slightly.
    “Oh shit” Kay said quietly, her left hand falling between her legs and giving herself a reassuring squeeze for a moment.
    “Ok, im good its set up.” She said, wiping her forehead with the back of her hoodie sleeve.
    “So, you…youi just want me there?” Allie asked, her own legs moving her in small circles, the pair of them attracting a lot of strange glances from the passers by. The two struggling women walking in tiny circles as they battled their enormous bladders demands to finally give them some relief.
    “Yep, just stand there for like two minutes”
    “Two minutes!” Allie said out loud, Eloise unsure if she could manage 2 seconds let alone 120.
    “Yeah”
    “What photo takes two minutes?” Allie said, clearly still upset about this revelation.
    “I want a time lapse; you know you stay still and everyone can move around behind you as a blur.” Kay said hastily as she uneasily waited to click the shutter button.
    “Kay, I don’t know.” Allie said, her eyes pleading with Kay.
    “You can do it, its just two minutes.” Kay smiled at her.
    “I, ok but make it fast.” Allie said.
    “I…ok?” Kay replied, confused by the statement. Two minutes was two minutes, not much she could do about that.
    “Ok, you can do this” Allie said, pumping herself up as she pressed firmly between her clenched thighs.
    “Ready?” Kay asked.
    “As I will ever be” Allie replied, her hands finally leaving her crotch as she took up a somewhat normal pose. Her hands grabbing the student brochure that Kay had hastily given to her as a prop.
    “Ok, now stay as still as possible” Kay said, herself moving non-stop. A loud click indicating that the photo had begun, just 120 seconds.
    “I…..” Allie stuttered almost immediately.
    “You can do it!” Kay shouted in support.
    “I….” Allie stuttered again, her eyes glancing down at her own crotch for a moment.
    “You are doing great, just a little longer.”
    “I…im sorry Kay but I think I’m about to make your photo a little more interesting than you meant it to be.” Allie shuddered, her head turning to look between her legs as the light grey of her jeans suddenly darkened. An explosion of wetness showering out of her clenched thighs, short but fierce bursts of piss showering out of them and darkening patches of her jeans. Strange patterns appearing all over her legs as the spurting continued, a thudding sound could be heard as the rest of her pee poured out behind her legs.
    Groaning she convulsed lightly, new streaks of wetness flowing from her crotch and down the front of her unmoving legs, a shower of wetness that was cascading and running down her legs. The wet patches shining anew as her accident continued to unfold in front of Eloise. The many rivulets spiralling down her legs and leaving trails in Allies clothing. Dripping into the muddy pool that she was making beneath her that was shinning brightly in the mid-day sun as it hung over her, accidently providing the perfect lighting for the ongoing photo of her accident.
    At almost the exact same moment a loud shutter noise signalled the end of the time-lapse, and Allie finished wetting herself. Stood routed to the spot she exhaled deeply “Fuck I needed that.” She laughed, her shoulders sagging forwards. The giant orb that was her bladder completely gone and her drenched jeans now fitting properly.
    “Well I hope you got what you needed because im not giving a repeat performance” She continued looking up at Kay who was now also routed to the spot. Her face bright red and both hands pulling up at her crotch for all she was worth.
    “I…..oooh.” Kay muttered, herself looking only moments from a similar fate as Allie.
    But breathing heavily she managed to pull herself together, “Sorry, I didn’t”…. she trailed off.
    “Yeah don’t worry. I thought I could hold it too.” Allie said clearly disappointed, but taking it far better than Lucy or Summer had.
    “Now can we get out of here, its actually quite cold in these wet jeans now I’m not sweating my balls off in desperation.” She said rather bluntly, the desperate kay just nodding and starting to pack away her things.
    “You better not show that to anyone” Allie said as they made their way down the hill again.
    Eloise had totally forgotten about the photo and now Allie had said that, she couldn’t help but wonder what it looked like. A two-minute time lapse of Allie peeing herself, what would that look like she wondered. Maybe she would have to find a way to get it, or try it herself… what was she thinking. Shaking her head and being repulsed by the weird idea that she would try it at home, what was happening to her thoughts? Where were all these new thoughts coming from, it had to just be because she was surrounded by desperate women that they were coming to her. Hopefully once this was over they would leave her be, although she couldn’t quite shake the feeling that this had always been something she enjoyed. Memories of holding it slightly longer than needed under the guise of studying as her bladder throbbed at the kitchen table. The odd road trip where she would see how long or how far she could go without needing to stop, even asking friends and family members to do the same. Had she always liked this…No it was just this week…it had to be.
     
     
    “Eloise?” Kay said, brining her out of her confused stupor. The pair of them now sat in the kitchen, Kay on the phone with Summer who was at the shop.
    “Yeah sorry?”
    “What drinks do you want?”
    “Oh, do they have any brandy?”
    “Brandy?” Kay lowered an eyebrow at her before nodding and passing on the order. The dark brunette now sitting in the back of the kitchen, her legs tightly crossed and bobbing up and down wildly. She had been there ever since she had barely survived the walk back, the new sitting position clearly helping her maintain her control a little easier.
    “What bout snacks?” Kay asked, her hand over the phone.
    “Don’t mind, crisps, maybe pretzels if they have any?” Eloise replied.
    “Pretzels and Brandy, not quite the night in of drinking I was expecting” Kay joked before a violent shake in her body forced her to frown deeply, a hand steadying herself on her thigh as she leaned forwards a little more. A deep sweat all over her body despite the fact she was barely moving.  Taking a deep breath she put the phone back to her ear and passed on the new order to the group of them at the store.
    “Oh god!” Kay groaned loudly after putting the phone down. Both her hands falling between her clenching and knotted legs, “I don’t know how much longer I can hold this.”
    “What?” Eloise said shocked by her friends openness, her eyes awkwardly meeting hers as she felt her stomach flutter slightly at Kays admission.
    “I don’t know the last time I held this long. Even the end of year test wasn’t this bad.” Kay said looking her in the eyes, causing Eloise to blush and look away.
    “Umm, I mean….you have lasted this long. Its way more than I could manage. Like 10 times as long!” Eloise blurted out, aiming for supportive but ending up a little past that.
    “Yeah, I suppose” Kay said, finally looking down and placing a hand on her heavily distended bladder. The giant protrusion locked tightly shut for over a week now, yet both of them seemed to sense the end was near. But who knew when the classes were to start again, they knew she couldn’t give up. If her or Vanessa did and it turned out the buildings opened the next morning they would be kicking themselves for the rest of the year. They just had to hold out.
     
    A short while later the others arrived noisily through the front door, bottles clinking in the bags they had brought with them. Unpacking them the kitchen counter was covered in all sort of alcohol, bottles and cans of beer covering most it while large vodka bottles towered above the other bottles.
    Admiring their handywork Kay let out a loud sigh, grunting as she reached across for the first bottle. “Its six o’clock somewhere.” She smiled, cracking open the first bottle using the edge of the counter instead of a bottle opener. The others shrugging and joining her with a beer of their own while Eloise checked her watch. It was already 7.15Pm, why did it matter that it was 6pm somewhere else.
    “I will order the Pizza, same as last week?” Zara offered, opening her laptop.
    “Sounds good!” Kay said, raising her bottle. The others joining in a little impromptu toast, taking a sip from their own bottles. Well except Summer who seemed to be in the mood to get things started, downing her entire beer in one go and sighing deeply.
    “Some ones in the mood to party” Lucy joked.
    “Oh, sorry.” Summer said kind of sheepishly, her face blushing as she realised everyone was watching her.
    “No, don’t apologise just let me catch up!” Lucy said enthusiastically as she downed the rest of hers.
    “Well…if everyone else is.” Kay said, lifting her own bottle to her lips and starting to down it. A hand resting on her bladder as she scrunched up her face, forcing the beer down her throat.
    “Come on guys, keep up.” She smiled, her body wobbling slightly as she sat there. Vanessa, Julia and Zara sharing a look before joining in.
    “Well, im on Vodka so I will not be downing that.” Allie joked, unscrewing the top off the first bottle and pouring a little in a cup before downing the shots worth as a show of solidarity.
    “Your turn” Kay said loudly, uncapping the next bottle and pointing at Eloise with it.
    Taking a leaf from Allies book she unscrewed the brandy, pouring a fingers worth into a glass. Taking a deep breath she tipped the glass back feeling the familiar burn but then a weird acidic feeling taking over.
    “Urrgh, what is that?”
    “Its brandy, what you asked for.”
    “That is the worst brandy I have ever had, what is this.” She said inspecting the bottle. “What on earth is a  brandy drink?” she asked out loud, never having seen the words together but sure they were not a sign of quality.
    “Cheap, you’re a student now remember.” Zara joked.
    “True, but I will not be doing any more shots of that.” Eloise said, mixing it with some soda that had been bought as mixer.
    “Ok, lets get this party started!” Zara said enthusiastically, pulling out a box of cards.
    “Not this again, I remember you forcing me to play that like two years ago.” Julia said out loud.
    “Well, it’s a good way of getting to know each other, and then drinking enough to forget it all again.” Zara smiled.
    “Well, sounds fun.” Summer joined in, “what is it though?”
    “Its called first, like spin the bottle. It has a little dial thing you spin like this” she said spinning it, it landing on Vanessa. “Then Vanessa grabs one of the cards which will have a promt on it and you have to answer what your first experience of it was.”
    “Like never have I ever.” Kay said.
    “Never have I ever?” Eloise asked, understanding the game but getting lost with the annology.
    “Its like a game where….” Allie started.
    “Look forget that, lets just play this.” Zara interrupted, before things could get too confusing. “Now grab a drink and Vanessa grab a card.”
    Groaning deeply as she tried to stand to move to the box the others watched her for a moment before she seemingly gave up. “Just slide one over will you?”
    Sliding over a card Vanessa picked it up “It just says broken bone.” She said turning it around.
    “Yeah so you can either take a drink, or tell us what your first broken bone was. Bit of a tame one to start with but they get way more…interesting.”
    “Oh ok, I was Nine and I fell off a Donkey” Vanessa said putting the card down.
    “A donkey, not a horse?” Julia asked, raising an eyebrow.
    “Yeah my neighbour had one and I tried to ride it and well, it didn’t want to be.”
    “Not the only thing you have tried to ride and it not wanting to be.” Lucy chimed in.
    “What does that even mean?” Vanessa said blushing.
    “Oh I don’t know, what about Luke in first year.” Lucy said, her smile only widening as Vanessa clearly understood what she was referring too.
    “You can shut up now!” Vanessa shot back, eyeing her friend.
    “Rejected!” Lucy said loudly.
    “Well that wasn’t even a question but how about you have a go then, lets see what secrets we can unearth on you.” Vanessa countered, pointing to the box of cards.
    “Fine, we don’t need a spinner, lets just go around.” Lucy said, taking out a card before sitting back on her chair. An embarrassed smile coming across her face as she turned around a card that simply read “sex”.
    “Whheeyyy” Vanessa said slightly too enthusiastically as her eyes widened again, her hand flying between her legs. The conversation momentarily distracting her and she had almost paid the price, going off the look of panic creeping across her face.
    “Do try not to wet yourself” Lucy joking shot back but they could all tell she had been moments away from doing just that. Crossing one leg over the other even tighter Vanessa shifted in her seat uncomfortably.
    “Come on then.” Zara said, indicating for Lucy to explain herself.
    “Well, I was 14”
    “14!” Julia and Allie said loudly at the same time.
    “What, loads of people were doing it at that age in my school.” Lucy tried to defend herself.
    “Many of your friends been on that teenage parents tv show?” Zara joked.
    “Well actually…. yes. As in not friends but people from my school.”
    “Oh my god I was joking, but that is amazing.” Zara said. The group laughing and opening the next round of beers.
    Over the next few hours the group went through almost all of the questions and almost all of the beer. It was safe to say that Eloise now knew more about her housemates than she had most other people in her life, and unfortunately they knew far more embarrassing things about her than she had ever told anyone else. She just couldn’t seem to help it, her housemates were just too good at prying things out of her, although she had to admit it felt good to find a group of friends she could trust not to hopefully do anything with the information.
    Although just looking at them, it seemed Zara may have been right about them being too drunk to remember any of it. The girls in particular Summer and Lucy had been pounding back the beers, taking almost an entire crate by themselves at this point.
    Although what had surprised her more was the quantity that Kay and Vanessa were drinking despite their bulging bladders. Kay in particular seemed to be throwing caution to the wind, almost keeping up with Summer and egging people on to drink more and more. Calling out people who didn’t have a drink in their hands from her seat, making Lucy and Zara hand them another.
    “Hey Allie, can you pass me the soda please.” Eloise asked, pouring herself another and unwittingly noticing that almost half the bottle of brandy was gone. At least it wasn’t as strong as what she was use to in France.
    “Sure thing Eloise.” Allie said smiling.
    “Look at you too, thick as thieves over there with your fancy drinks.” An intoxicated Kay said in a mockingly playful way.
    “What we are just being friendly, sheesh.” Allie joked back, handing over the soda.
    “Oooh, Drink friends.” Lucy joked, a chorus of it going around the others leaving Eloise perplexed. A clear look of confusion on her face.
    “Please tell me you have seen inbetweeners?” Zara asked, sitting up in her seat for the first time in a while.
    “Inbetweeners?” Eloise asked.
    “Sorry, im on their side.” Allie said smiling.
    “Quint…quintisssss…..quintessential British comedy show that you have to see.” Summer said, slurring her words slightly.
    “Oooh someone stop her drinks.” Lucy joked.
    “Im fine, just a hard word when you are drunk. Not that I am!” Summer said, pointing an unsteady finger somewhere in the vicinity of Lucy.
    “Looks like that wont be much of an issue anyway.” Julia said, upturning the last crate of beers. “Looks like we are out.”
    “We are out of snacks too” Allie said, her hand grasping a number of empty crisp packets that lay on the kitchen worktop.
    “Well this wont stand!” Summer said, standing quickly and teetering as the blood rushed out of it.
    “That’s not the only thing.” Julia said, standing and helping Summer back into her seat.
    “Ok, booze run, get your orders in now.” Lucy said, downing the rest of her bottle and getting to her feet.
    “Ill come with you, I think I need the air” Allie said.
    “Yeah, im coming too, need more snacks!” Vanessa and Zara joined in.
    Taking their orders the group grabbed some flat shoes and their coats, making a slow amble towards the front door. Clunking behind them it left a slightly awkward silence with just the four of them sitting in the lounge that looked like a bomb had gone off in it.
    Summer broke the silence by starting to giggle to herself for some reason.
    “What’s so funny?” Julia asked
    “I don’t know.” Summer said standing up and tipping remnants of one of her bottles into her waiting mouth.
    “Oh no!” Summer said loudly, wobbling where she stood a hand flying to her stomach.
    “What, are you?” Eloise asked, the blonde going deathly pale in an instant.
    “I…I…Im going to be sick” She said, her eyes wide and the other hand shooting to her mouth. Turning she quickly ran towards the stairs, taking them too at a time and crashing into the shower rooms above them.
    “I better go check on her.” Julia said after a few seconds, grabbing a cup of water and taking it up to Summer. Leaving just Eloise and the groaning Kay in the room.
    From where she was sat Eloise was watching her attentively, the brunette tomboy rocking on the chair she hadn’t left for hours now. A hand deep in the pockets of her jogging bottoms and clearly holding herself as she let out short sharp breaths. Drawing in air through her nose and letting it out of her mouth, she looked almost as if she was mediating in some ways.
    A few minutes passed as Eloise kept waiting for Julia to come back, unsure of what to say to Kay but unable to take her eyes off her and her giant bladder. Kay had been quiet for the last few hours, actively taking part in the game until her bladder seemingly made that impossible. The other trying to include her but only getting single word answers or her choosing to drink as a response. She was on the very edges of control, and the few braincells the beer had left her with were otherwise occupied.
    “Oooh, no, no , no , no ,no” Kay muttered to herself as she rocked on the kitchen chair, the first thing she had said for almost 45 minutes.  Her eyes were fixed on a point in front of her as she struggled for control. The night of heavy drinking making her quiver in desperation. Now with just her and Eloise in the room her heavy breathing, pants and groans were too loud for the French girl block out.
    “OOOoffff” Kay groaned again as she pivoted her hips to apply more pressure on her hand that was gripping herself between her legs. The other joining it on the outside of her trousers, her short nails digging into the fabric of her trousers as she squeezed her legs tightly.
    “I can…” Kay said breathlessly to no one.
    “Just a little longer and….” Her brain tried again, unable to finish its sentences as her bloated and bulging bladder quivered inside her. Sweat was pouring off her brow now, her neck muscles twitching and taught as she grunted much louder this time.
    “Ooofff fuck” she groaned hoarsely, her head tilting back and eyes scrunching closed. Eloise watched on, unable to look away as her own legs pressed against each other, her heart beating faster as she felt her body becoming hot. She was sure Kay was reaching her limits, limits she had seen her pass 12 hours ago when they were outside with Allie. The memories of Allies slow laboured accident unfolding in her mind, this time joined with Kay.
    “No, no, no, no….”The woman in front of her panted, her body constantly shaking now.
    “ooooOOOHHHFFF” Kay groaned again but this was the final moment as she finally lost control, her jogging bottoms darkening as a flood of pee hissed out of her. Overflowing the chair in an instant it created a noisy waterfall off onto the kitchen floor of it as Kay continued to breath heavily. Her hips starting to gyrate against the chair as she panted, almost thrusting forward causing wave after wave of her hot pee to fall from the chair, heavily splattering against the floor. The enormous bulge in her abdomen barely even shirking as the litres of pee burst out of her, she had pushed it hours longer than she had before. Pushing her limits to new hights as she had not only forced it to wait but ruthlessly filled it over the last few hours.
    Continuing for almost 20 seconds Kay’s eyes were closed, her hips moving as she panted, only Eloise witnessing the display that was making her a little light headed. She had been denying what she had been feeling as she watched her friends get more and more desperate, but this intimate almost voyeuristic view of Kay wetting herself was too much. Her heart fluttered violently as her breath caught in her chest, eyes glued to the glistening crotch of her friend that continued press itself into the chair. The ocean of pee within Kay now flowing freely through the darkened and saturated cotton. It felt as if it was almost like her sexual awakening, a lightbulb turning on in her mind, she was into this and she could deny it no longer as she let out a quiet whimper.
    Kay finally opened her eyes. The two of them accidently locking eyes and blushing madly, both caught out enjoying what was going on.
    “Im sorry…” Eloise stuttered madly averting her gaze and staring at the floor, but even out of the corner of her vision she could see Kay’s puddle slowly advancing across the floor towards her.
    “Oh god” Kay said again, her voice several octaves lower than normal. The loud splashing telling Eloise her hips were still moving. “I forgot how good this felt.” Kay announced, with no sense of embarrassment.
    “I….uh” Eloise looked up, finding that Kay was still watching her.
    “I thought so” Kay started, smiling broadly before her eyes rolled back in her head for a moment.
    “don’t worry, you would be surprised…Surprised by how many people…Pee, people are into this, especially at this place…Just don’t get any ideas” Kay smiled for a moment before her body doubled over and caused her to visibly wince. Her overfilled bladder clearly still sending painful signals through her body even as it relaxed.
    “I…really?” Eloise replied sheepishly. She hadn’t even considered it to be a thing someone could be into, but she couldn’t deny her own feelings on the matter.
    Holding up two fingers as if to tell her to wait a minute Kay put her hand on her thigh. Leaning forwards she closed her eyes, the river of urine still flowing out of her and onto the floor beneath the thankfully wooden chair. She looked lost in her own world once again, the only sounds the hiss through her sodden underwear and the drumming of the streams onto the floor. For more than two minutes Eloise stood there, unsure of what to do but enjoying the sight of the red faced kay wetting herself.
    Finally she finished, letting out a long sigh Kay shivered violently in her seat for a few moments. Opening her eyes she locked them with the awkward looking Eloise.
    “Lets just not tell anyone about this though” She said breathlessly.
    “Wont they notice the…”
    “No, about the…enjoying it” Kay smiled, her face relaxed for the first time in days.
    “But I thought you said…”
    “Look a lot of people enjoy it, but its not really a talked about thing. Given the emphasis on holding at this university, enjoying losing control is probably as taboo as you can get around her.”
    “Oh ok” Eloise said.
    “But don’t get me wrong, I think a lot of people still enjoy it. But just don’t go around talking about it, and you can never know who does and doesn’t like it. Some people can be freaked out about it, I’m sure even yourself last week would have been if I had just squatted in the middle of the kitchen.”
    “I…Yeah, thank you.” Eloise replied, still not quite able to look her friend in the eye after the intimate moment.
    “No problem, but if I can stand, we should probably clean this mess up before it ruins the floor” Kay said smiling and looking down at the giant puddle she had created fondly.
     
     
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    Chapter 6: A lapse of concentration.
    “Come on!” Kay pleaded with Allie as they both desperately paced at the work counters in the kitchen.
    “Im not being a model for your photoshoot.”
    “Why not?”
    “I don’t want too and….” Allie trailed off, her legs continuing to wiggle as she leaned against the row of cupboards. The rhythmic shuffling hypnotising to Eloise as she watched the pair of them dance their desperate dance, neither of them wanting to show how bad it had gotten. But it was easy to see, they had been struggling two days ago but now their antics had been dialled up to 11. Allie for her part unable to stand still for even a moment, the constant shuffling must have been burning her muscles but it was in order to save another assuredly tiring one.
    “And what?” Kay asked, showing similar signs of her need as she sat on the couch. Her crossed legs bobbing up and down next to Eloise. The French girl keeping an eye on them too ni the corner of her vision, a sight she had become well versed in over the last few days.
    “I, nothing… I just don’t feel like doing it.” Allie replied, her cheeks burning a little redder than before as she pushed off again and started dancing in front of the fridge, staring in even though Eloise could see she had already taken out the milk she was looking for.
    “I’ll do your washing up for a week” Kay rebutted, trying to bribe their housemate.
    “Really?” Allie asked, surprised by how badly Kay wanted her to be involved. “Why not go with Lucy, im sure she would love it.”
    “That’s why, its more fun to have you.” Kay smiled, getting a glare from Allie. “But yeah I’ll wash and Eloise will dry for the rest of the week.” Kay offered up despite not having talked to her about it. But then again it was for the photography society that had both signed up for, which Eloise had completely forgotten about.
    “Fine…but I’m not doing any stupid poses or anything like that.” Allie relented, breathing out heavily as she noticed the milk she had already gotten out. Her desperate mind failing to keep any coherent thought in for more than 2 minutes it seemed.
    “Nothing like that, don’t worry.” Kay answered her, grunting loudly as she forced herself up from the couch. A hand on her back as she puffed her cheeks out as if she had been doing some heavy lifting.
    “Where is everyone else by the way?” Zara asked, turning over to look at them from the couch where she sat. Her legs seemingly spread as far apart as possible, a triumphant posture for the winner of last night’s contest and the prize of an empty bladder.
    If there had been a loser it had been Summer, walking out of the venue she hadn’t been lucky to escape the attention of others. Her sodden blue socks and hem of her skirt giving her away as many of the students pointed and made comments. Their poor friend staring ashamedly at the floor in silence the entire way home. They had done their best to comfort her but it was clear that she just as Lucy had, was feeling sorry for herself.
    “I think some of them are feeling a little down because of, you know.” Kay said.
    “You telling me, looks like we are about to have two more.” Vanessa announced as she strode in wearing her running gear. But despite the confident outburst it was clear that she too was suffering with her bladder.
    “You’re telling me, but like you can say anything.” Allie shot back, managing a faint smile as a bead of sweat worked its way down from her brow and dripped off her nose.
    “Hey, this bladder is fine. Im not the one using the edge of the counter to hold myself.” She said, a cheeky smile appearing as she indicated to Kay.
    “Gross, that’s where I make my food.” Zara laughed heartily, clearly feigning her annoyance.
    “I tell you what we need.” Vanessa said, gingerly joining Zara on the sofa. Letting out a not so quiet groan even with the slow speed of her movement.
    “What? Zara asked.
    “A night in with lots of alcohol so everyone can forget the last couple of days.” She said, her idea clearly at odds with her bladder unless she was insane, or so Eloise thought.
    “That sounds like a plan.” Zara said excitedly. “Im up for some victory drinks.”
    “Should we ask the others?” Eloise asked, although half the house was now in the room.
    “Guys I…” Allie tried to speak but was interrupted by an excited Kay.
    “No, we should tell the others” Kay said authoritatively, vanessa and Zara pointing at her and agreeing whole heartedly.
    “Ok putting it in the group chat now, no question marks just facts.” Zara said, pulling out her phone and a few moments a series of dings went off in the kitchen.
     
     
    “Where… are… we going Kay?” Allie asked, stopping for a moment to put a hand on her thigh as she all but panted with exertion.
    “I want to go the campus.” Kay replied, her own breathing not too far behind.
    “Are you ok?” Eloise asked, a question she was starting to think was the only thing she could ask given the amount of times she had uttered it lately. But what else was there?
    “Oooh” Allie puffed her cheeks out again. “Man, I’ve never felt like this before. It feels like my insides are vibrating on their own.” Groaning she stood up straight, putting a thumb under the deadly tight jeans she was still forcing herself to wear despite how they all but cut her bladder in too. She had been wearing jogging bottoms for the last couple of days, but given that she was being photographed she had spent more than 10 minutes groaning as she buttoned them up. Eloise spying her lying in the foetal position on her bed through the crack in the door. She was truly suffering, the back of her light green top a shade darker from her burning body.
    10 minutes later they had made it up to the spot where the almost equally bloated Kay was happy. A busy intersection of the university with students milling around them.
    “Really…here?” Allie asked, putting a hand on her chest.
    “Yes here” Kay added, starting to unfold a tripod from her bag while she paced on the spot. Her entire face glistening despite the cool day, her hastily applied makeup already smudging. But she wasn’t the one that was going to be in front of the camera so Eloise doubted she really cared. It was clear something else was on her mind as she moved feverously on the spot, her hands unscrewing the legs.
    “Okay, Okay, Okay” Kay began muttering to herself, now stood behind the camera and visibly shaking. Her eyes glued to the small LCD screen on the back of the camera as she bobed up and down, walking on the spot. Her hand waving around all over the place as she focused down on the task at hand. Each heavy press of the button making the tripod shift slightly.
    “Oh shit” Kay said quietly, her left hand falling between her legs and giving herself a reassuring squeeze for a moment.
    “Ok, im good its set up.” She said, wiping her forehead with the back of her hoodie sleeve.
    “So, you…youi just want me there?” Allie asked, her own legs moving her in small circles, the pair of them attracting a lot of strange glances from the passers by. The two struggling women walking in tiny circles as they battled their enormous bladders demands to finally give them some relief.
    “Yep, just stand there for like two minutes”
    “Two minutes!” Allie said out loud, Eloise unsure if she could manage 2 seconds let alone 120.
    “Yeah”
    “What photo takes two minutes?” Allie said, clearly still upset about this revelation.
    “I want a time lapse; you know you stay still and everyone can move around behind you as a blur.” Kay said hastily as she uneasily waited to click the shutter button.
    “Kay, I don’t know.” Allie said, her eyes pleading with Kay.
    “You can do it, its just two minutes.” Kay smiled at her.
    “I, ok but make it fast.” Allie said.
    “I…ok?” Kay replied, confused by the statement. Two minutes was two minutes, not much she could do about that.
    “Ok, you can do this” Allie said, pumping herself up as she pressed firmly between her clenched thighs.
    “Ready?” Kay asked.
    “As I will ever be” Allie replied, her hands finally leaving her crotch as she took up a somewhat normal pose. Her hands grabbing the student brochure that Kay had hastily given to her as a prop.
    “Ok, now stay as still as possible” Kay said, herself moving non-stop. A loud click indicating that the photo had begun, just 120 seconds.
    “I…..” Allie stuttered almost immediately.
    “You can do it!” Kay shouted in support.
    “I….” Allie stuttered again, her eyes glancing down at her own crotch for a moment.
    “You are doing great, just a little longer.”
    “I…im sorry Kay but I think I’m about to make your photo a little more interesting than you meant it to be.” Allie shuddered, her head turning to look between her legs as the light grey of her jeans suddenly darkened. An explosion of wetness showering out of her clenched thighs, short but fierce bursts of piss showering out of them and darkening patches of her jeans. Strange patterns appearing all over her legs as the spurting continued, a thudding sound could be heard as the rest of her pee poured out behind her legs.
    Groaning she convulsed lightly, new streaks of wetness flowing from her crotch and down the front of her unmoving legs, a shower of wetness that was cascading and running down her legs. The wet patches shining anew as her accident continued to unfold in front of Eloise. The many rivulets spiralling down her legs and leaving trails in Allies clothing. Dripping into the muddy pool that she was making beneath her that was shinning brightly in the mid-day sun as it hung over her, accidently providing the perfect lighting for the ongoing photo of her accident.
    At almost the exact same moment a loud shutter noise signalled the end of the time-lapse, and Allie finished wetting herself. Stood routed to the spot she exhaled deeply “Fuck I needed that.” She laughed, her shoulders sagging forwards. The giant orb that was her bladder completely gone and her drenched jeans now fitting properly.
    “Well I hope you got what you needed because im not giving a repeat performance” She continued looking up at Kay who was now also routed to the spot. Her face bright red and both hands pulling up at her crotch for all she was worth.
    “I…..oooh.” Kay muttered, herself looking only moments from a similar fate as Allie.
    But breathing heavily she managed to pull herself together, “Sorry, I didn’t”…. she trailed off.
    “Yeah don’t worry. I thought I could hold it too.” Allie said clearly disappointed, but taking it far better than Lucy or Summer had.
    “Now can we get out of here, its actually quite cold in these wet jeans now I’m not sweating my balls off in desperation.” She said rather bluntly, the desperate kay just nodding and starting to pack away her things.
    “You better not show that to anyone” Allie said as they made their way down the hill again.
    Eloise had totally forgotten about the photo and now Allie had said that, she couldn’t help but wonder what it looked like. A two-minute time lapse of Allie peeing herself, what would that look like she wondered. Maybe she would have to find a way to get it, or try it herself… what was she thinking. Shaking her head and being repulsed by the weird idea that she would try it at home, what was happening to her thoughts? Where were all these new thoughts coming from, it had to just be because she was surrounded by desperate women that they were coming to her. Hopefully once this was over they would leave her be, although she couldn’t quite shake the feeling that this had always been something she enjoyed. Memories of holding it slightly longer than needed under the guise of studying as her bladder throbbed at the kitchen table. The odd road trip where she would see how long or how far she could go without needing to stop, even asking friends and family members to do the same. Had she always liked this…No it was just this week…it had to be.
     
     
    “Eloise?” Kay said, brining her out of her confused stupor. The pair of them now sat in the kitchen, Kay on the phone with Summer who was at the shop.
    “Yeah sorry?”
    “What drinks do you want?”
    “Oh, do they have any brandy?”
    “Brandy?” Kay lowered an eyebrow at her before nodding and passing on the order. The dark brunette now sitting in the back of the kitchen, her legs tightly crossed and bobbing up and down wildly. She had been there ever since she had barely survived the walk back, the new sitting position clearly helping her maintain her control a little easier.
    “What bout snacks?” Kay asked, her hand over the phone.
    “Don’t mind, crisps, maybe pretzels if they have any?” Eloise replied.
    “Pretzels and Brandy, not quite the night in of drinking I was expecting” Kay joked before a violent shake in her body forced her to frown deeply, a hand steadying herself on her thigh as she leaned forwards a little more. A deep sweat all over her body despite the fact she was barely moving.  Taking a deep breath she put the phone back to her ear and passed on the new order to the group of them at the store.
    “Oh god!” Kay groaned loudly after putting the phone down. Both her hands falling between her clenching and knotted legs, “I don’t know how much longer I can hold this.”
    “What?” Eloise said shocked by her friends openness, her eyes awkwardly meeting hers as she felt her stomach flutter slightly at Kays admission.
    “I don’t know the last time I held this long. Even the end of year test wasn’t this bad.” Kay said looking her in the eyes, causing Eloise to blush and look away.
    “Umm, I mean….you have lasted this long. Its way more than I could manage. Like 10 times as long!” Eloise blurted out, aiming for supportive but ending up a little past that.
    “Yeah, I suppose” Kay said, finally looking down and placing a hand on her heavily distended bladder. The giant protrusion locked tightly shut for over a week now, yet both of them seemed to sense the end was near. But who knew when the classes were to start again, they knew she couldn’t give up. If her or Vanessa did and it turned out the buildings opened the next morning they would be kicking themselves for the rest of the year. They just had to hold out.
     
    A short while later the others arrived noisily through the front door, bottles clinking in the bags they had brought with them. Unpacking them the kitchen counter was covered in all sort of alcohol, bottles and cans of beer covering most it while large vodka bottles towered above the other bottles.
    Admiring their handywork Kay let out a loud sigh, grunting as she reached across for the first bottle. “Its six o’clock somewhere.” She smiled, cracking open the first bottle using the edge of the counter instead of a bottle opener. The others shrugging and joining her with a beer of their own while Eloise checked her watch. It was already 7.15Pm, why did it matter that it was 6pm somewhere else.
    “I will order the Pizza, same as last week?” Zara offered, opening her laptop.
    “Sounds good!” Kay said, raising her bottle. The others joining in a little impromptu toast, taking a sip from their own bottles. Well except Summer who seemed to be in the mood to get things started, downing her entire beer in one go and sighing deeply.
    “Some ones in the mood to party” Lucy joked.
    “Oh, sorry.” Summer said kind of sheepishly, her face blushing as she realised everyone was watching her.
    “No, don’t apologise just let me catch up!” Lucy said enthusiastically as she downed the rest of hers.
    “Well…if everyone else is.” Kay said, lifting her own bottle to her lips and starting to down it. A hand resting on her bladder as she scrunched up her face, forcing the beer down her throat.
    “Come on guys, keep up.” She smiled, her body wobbling slightly as she sat there. Vanessa, Julia and Zara sharing a look before joining in.
    “Well, im on Vodka so I will not be downing that.” Allie joked, unscrewing the top off the first bottle and pouring a little in a cup before downing the shots worth as a show of solidarity.
    “Your turn” Kay said loudly, uncapping the next bottle and pointing at Eloise with it.
    Taking a leaf from Allies book she unscrewed the brandy, pouring a fingers worth into a glass. Taking a deep breath she tipped the glass back feeling the familiar burn but then a weird acidic feeling taking over.
    “Urrgh, what is that?”
    “Its brandy, what you asked for.”
    “That is the worst brandy I have ever had, what is this.” She said inspecting the bottle. “What on earth is a  brandy drink?” she asked out loud, never having seen the words together but sure they were not a sign of quality.
    “Cheap, you’re a student now remember.” Zara joked.
    “True, but I will not be doing any more shots of that.” Eloise said, mixing it with some soda that had been bought as mixer.
    “Ok, lets get this party started!” Zara said enthusiastically, pulling out a box of cards.
    “Not this again, I remember you forcing me to play that like two years ago.” Julia said out loud.
    “Well, it’s a good way of getting to know each other, and then drinking enough to forget it all again.” Zara smiled.
    “Well, sounds fun.” Summer joined in, “what is it though?”
    “Its called first, like spin the bottle. It has a little dial thing you spin like this” she said spinning it, it landing on Vanessa. “Then Vanessa grabs one of the cards which will have a promt on it and you have to answer what your first experience of it was.”
    “Like never have I ever.” Kay said.
    “Never have I ever?” Eloise asked, understanding the game but getting lost with the annology.
    “Its like a game where….” Allie started.
    “Look forget that, lets just play this.” Zara interrupted, before things could get too confusing. “Now grab a drink and Vanessa grab a card.”
    Groaning deeply as she tried to stand to move to the box the others watched her for a moment before she seemingly gave up. “Just slide one over will you?”
    Sliding over a card Vanessa picked it up “It just says broken bone.” She said turning it around.
    “Yeah so you can either take a drink, or tell us what your first broken bone was. Bit of a tame one to start with but they get way more…interesting.”
    “Oh ok, I was Nine and I fell off a Donkey” Vanessa said putting the card down.
    “A donkey, not a horse?” Julia asked, raising an eyebrow.
    “Yeah my neighbour had one and I tried to ride it and well, it didn’t want to be.”
    “Not the only thing you have tried to ride and it not wanting to be.” Lucy chimed in.
    “What does that even mean?” Vanessa said blushing.
    “Oh I don’t know, what about Luke in first year.” Lucy said, her smile only widening as Vanessa clearly understood what she was referring too.
    “You can shut up now!” Vanessa shot back, eyeing her friend.
    “Rejected!” Lucy said loudly.
    “Well that wasn’t even a question but how about you have a go then, lets see what secrets we can unearth on you.” Vanessa countered, pointing to the box of cards.
    “Fine, we don’t need a spinner, lets just go around.” Lucy said, taking out a card before sitting back on her chair. An embarrassed smile coming across her face as she turned around a card that simply read “sex”.
    “Whheeyyy” Vanessa said slightly too enthusiastically as her eyes widened again, her hand flying between her legs. The conversation momentarily distracting her and she had almost paid the price, going off the look of panic creeping across her face.
    “Do try not to wet yourself” Lucy joking shot back but they could all tell she had been moments away from doing just that. Crossing one leg over the other even tighter Vanessa shifted in her seat uncomfortably.
    “Come on then.” Zara said, indicating for Lucy to explain herself.
    “Well, I was 14”
    “14!” Julia and Allie said loudly at the same time.
    “What, loads of people were doing it at that age in my school.” Lucy tried to defend herself.
    “Many of your friends been on that teenage parents tv show?” Zara joked.
    “Well actually…. yes. As in not friends but people from my school.”
    “Oh my god I was joking, but that is amazing.” Zara said. The group laughing and opening the next round of beers.
    Over the next few hours the group went through almost all of the questions and almost all of the beer. It was safe to say that Eloise now knew more about her housemates than she had most other people in her life, and unfortunately they knew far more embarrassing things about her than she had ever told anyone else. She just couldn’t seem to help it, her housemates were just too good at prying things out of her, although she had to admit it felt good to find a group of friends she could trust not to hopefully do anything with the information.
    Although just looking at them, it seemed Zara may have been right about them being too drunk to remember any of it. The girls in particular Summer and Lucy had been pounding back the beers, taking almost an entire crate by themselves at this point.
    Although what had surprised her more was the quantity that Kay and Vanessa were drinking despite their bulging bladders. Kay in particular seemed to be throwing caution to the wind, almost keeping up with Summer and egging people on to drink more and more. Calling out people who didn’t have a drink in their hands from her seat, making Lucy and Zara hand them another.
    “Hey Allie, can you pass me the soda please.” Eloise asked, pouring herself another and unwittingly noticing that almost half the bottle of brandy was gone. At least it wasn’t as strong as what she was use to in France.
    “Sure thing Eloise.” Allie said smiling.
    “Look at you too, thick as thieves over there with your fancy drinks.” An intoxicated Kay said in a mockingly playful way.
    “What we are just being friendly, sheesh.” Allie joked back, handing over the soda.
    “Oooh, Drink friends.” Lucy joked, a chorus of it going around the others leaving Eloise perplexed. A clear look of confusion on her face.
    “Please tell me you have seen inbetweeners?” Zara asked, sitting up in her seat for the first time in a while.
    “Inbetweeners?” Eloise asked.
    “Sorry, im on their side.” Allie said smiling.
    “Quint…quintisssss…..quintessential British comedy show that you have to see.” Summer said, slurring her words slightly.
    “Oooh someone stop her drinks.” Lucy joked.
    “Im fine, just a hard word when you are drunk. Not that I am!” Summer said, pointing an unsteady finger somewhere in the vicinity of Lucy.
    “Looks like that wont be much of an issue anyway.” Julia said, upturning the last crate of beers. “Looks like we are out.”
    “We are out of snacks too” Allie said, her hand grasping a number of empty crisp packets that lay on the kitchen worktop.
    “Well this wont stand!” Summer said, standing quickly and teetering as the blood rushed out of it.
    “That’s not the only thing.” Julia said, standing and helping Summer back into her seat.
    “Ok, booze run, get your orders in now.” Lucy said, downing the rest of her bottle and getting to her feet.
    “Ill come with you, I think I need the air” Allie said.
    “Yeah, im coming too, need more snacks!” Vanessa and Zara joined in.
    Taking their orders the group grabbed some flat shoes and their coats, making a slow amble towards the front door. Clunking behind them it left a slightly awkward silence with just the four of them sitting in the lounge that looked like a bomb had gone off in it.
    Summer broke the silence by starting to giggle to herself for some reason.
    “What’s so funny?” Julia asked
    “I don’t know.” Summer said standing up and tipping remnants of one of her bottles into her waiting mouth.
    “Oh no!” Summer said loudly, wobbling where she stood a hand flying to her stomach.
    “What, are you?” Eloise asked, the blonde going deathly pale in an instant.
    “I…I…Im going to be sick” She said, her eyes wide and the other hand shooting to her mouth. Turning she quickly ran towards the stairs, taking them too at a time and crashing into the shower rooms above them.
    “I better go check on her.” Julia said after a few seconds, grabbing a cup of water and taking it up to Summer. Leaving just Eloise and the groaning Kay in the room.
    From where she was sat Eloise was watching her attentively, the brunette tomboy rocking on the chair she hadn’t left for hours now. A hand deep in the pockets of her jogging bottoms and clearly holding herself as she let out short sharp breaths. Drawing in air through her nose and letting it out of her mouth, she looked almost as if she was mediating in some ways.
    A few minutes passed as Eloise kept waiting for Julia to come back, unsure of what to say to Kay but unable to take her eyes off her and her giant bladder. Kay had been quiet for the last few hours, actively taking part in the game until her bladder seemingly made that impossible. The other trying to include her but only getting single word answers or her choosing to drink as a response. She was on the very edges of control, and the few braincells the beer had left her with were otherwise occupied.
    “Oooh, no, no , no , no ,no” Kay muttered to herself as she rocked on the kitchen chair, the first thing she had said for almost 45 minutes.  Her eyes were fixed on a point in front of her as she struggled for control. The night of heavy drinking making her quiver in desperation. Now with just her and Eloise in the room her heavy breathing, pants and groans were too loud for the French girl block out.
    “OOOoffff” Kay groaned again as she pivoted her hips to apply more pressure on her hand that was gripping herself between her legs. The other joining it on the outside of her trousers, her short nails digging into the fabric of her trousers as she squeezed her legs tightly.
    “I can…” Kay said breathlessly to no one.
    “Just a little longer and….” Her brain tried again, unable to finish its sentences as her bloated and bulging bladder quivered inside her. Sweat was pouring off her brow now, her neck muscles twitching and taught as she grunted much louder this time.
    “Ooofff fuck” she groaned hoarsely, her head tilting back and eyes scrunching closed. Eloise watched on, unable to look away as her own legs pressed against each other, her heart beating faster as she felt her body becoming hot. She was sure Kay was reaching her limits, limits she had seen her pass 12 hours ago when they were outside with Allie. The memories of Allies slow laboured accident unfolding in her mind, this time joined with Kay.
    “No, no, no, no….”The woman in front of her panted, her body constantly shaking now.
    “ooooOOOHHHFFF” Kay groaned again but this was the final moment as she finally lost control, her jogging bottoms darkening as a flood of pee hissed out of her. Overflowing the chair in an instant it created a noisy waterfall off onto the kitchen floor of it as Kay continued to breath heavily. Her hips starting to gyrate against the chair as she panted, almost thrusting forward causing wave after wave of her hot pee to fall from the chair, heavily splattering against the floor. The enormous bulge in her abdomen barely even shirking as the litres of pee burst out of her, she had pushed it hours longer than she had before. Pushing her limits to new hights as she had not only forced it to wait but ruthlessly filled it over the last few hours.
    Continuing for almost 20 seconds Kay’s eyes were closed, her hips moving as she panted, only Eloise witnessing the display that was making her a little light headed. She had been denying what she had been feeling as she watched her friends get more and more desperate, but this intimate almost voyeuristic view of Kay wetting herself was too much. Her heart fluttered violently as her breath caught in her chest, eyes glued to the glistening crotch of her friend that continued press itself into the chair. The ocean of pee within Kay now flowing freely through the darkened and saturated cotton. It felt as if it was almost like her sexual awakening, a lightbulb turning on in her mind, she was into this and she could deny it no longer as she let out a quiet whimper.
    Kay finally opened her eyes. The two of them accidently locking eyes and blushing madly, both caught out enjoying what was going on.
    “Im sorry…” Eloise stuttered madly averting her gaze and staring at the floor, but even out of the corner of her vision she could see Kay’s puddle slowly advancing across the floor towards her.
    “Oh god” Kay said again, her voice several octaves lower than normal. The loud splashing telling Eloise her hips were still moving. “I forgot how good this felt.” Kay announced, with no sense of embarrassment.
    “I….uh” Eloise looked up, finding that Kay was still watching her.
    “I thought so” Kay started, smiling broadly before her eyes rolled back in her head for a moment.
    “don’t worry, you would be surprised…Surprised by how many people…Pee, people are into this, especially at this place…Just don’t get any ideas” Kay smiled for a moment before her body doubled over and caused her to visibly wince. Her overfilled bladder clearly still sending painful signals through her body even as it relaxed.
    “I…really?” Eloise replied sheepishly. She hadn’t even considered it to be a thing someone could be into, but she couldn’t deny her own feelings on the matter.
    Holding up two fingers as if to tell her to wait a minute Kay put her hand on her thigh. Leaning forwards she closed her eyes, the river of urine still flowing out of her and onto the floor beneath the thankfully wooden chair. She looked lost in her own world once again, the only sounds the hiss through her sodden underwear and the drumming of the streams onto the floor. For more than two minutes Eloise stood there, unsure of what to do but enjoying the sight of the red faced kay wetting herself.
    Finally she finished, letting out a long sigh Kay shivered violently in her seat for a few moments. Opening her eyes she locked them with the awkward looking Eloise.
    “Lets just not tell anyone about this though” She said breathlessly.
    “Wont they notice the…”
    “No, about the…enjoying it” Kay smiled, her face relaxed for the first time in days.
    “But I thought you said…”
    “Look a lot of people enjoy it, but its not really a talked about thing. Given the emphasis on holding at this university, enjoying losing control is probably as taboo as you can get around her.”
    “Oh ok” Eloise said.
    “But don’t get me wrong, I think a lot of people still enjoy it. But just don’t go around talking about it, and you can never know who does and doesn’t like it. Some people can be freaked out about it, I’m sure even yourself last week would have been if I had just squatted in the middle of the kitchen.”
    “I…Yeah, thank you.” Eloise replied, still not quite able to look her friend in the eye after the intimate moment.
    “No problem, but if I can stand, we should probably clean this mess up before it ruins the floor” Kay said smiling and looking down at the giant puddle she had created fondly.
     
     
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    Chapter 6: A lapse of concentration.
    “Come on!” Kay pleaded with Allie as they both desperately paced at the work counters in the kitchen.
    “Im not being a model for your photoshoot.”
    “Why not?”
    “I don’t want too and….” Allie trailed off, her legs continuing to wiggle as she leaned against the row of cupboards. The rhythmic shuffling hypnotising to Eloise as she watched the pair of them dance their desperate dance, neither of them wanting to show how bad it had gotten. But it was easy to see, they had been struggling two days ago but now their antics had been dialled up to 11. Allie for her part unable to stand still for even a moment, the constant shuffling must have been burning her muscles but it was in order to save another assuredly tiring one.
    “And what?” Kay asked, showing similar signs of her need as she sat on the couch. Her crossed legs bobbing up and down next to Eloise. The French girl keeping an eye on them too ni the corner of her vision, a sight she had become well versed in over the last few days.
    “I, nothing… I just don’t feel like doing it.” Allie replied, her cheeks burning a little redder than before as she pushed off again and started dancing in front of the fridge, staring in even though Eloise could see she had already taken out the milk she was looking for.
    “I’ll do your washing up for a week” Kay rebutted, trying to bribe their housemate.
    “Really?” Allie asked, surprised by how badly Kay wanted her to be involved. “Why not go with Lucy, im sure she would love it.”
    “That’s why, its more fun to have you.” Kay smiled, getting a glare from Allie. “But yeah I’ll wash and Eloise will dry for the rest of the week.” Kay offered up despite not having talked to her about it. But then again it was for the photography society that had both signed up for, which Eloise had completely forgotten about.
    “Fine…but I’m not doing any stupid poses or anything like that.” Allie relented, breathing out heavily as she noticed the milk she had already gotten out. Her desperate mind failing to keep any coherent thought in for more than 2 minutes it seemed.
    “Nothing like that, don’t worry.” Kay answered her, grunting loudly as she forced herself up from the couch. A hand on her back as she puffed her cheeks out as if she had been doing some heavy lifting.
    “Where is everyone else by the way?” Zara asked, turning over to look at them from the couch where she sat. Her legs seemingly spread as far apart as possible, a triumphant posture for the winner of last night’s contest and the prize of an empty bladder.
    If there had been a loser it had been Summer, walking out of the venue she hadn’t been lucky to escape the attention of others. Her sodden blue socks and hem of her skirt giving her away as many of the students pointed and made comments. Their poor friend staring ashamedly at the floor in silence the entire way home. They had done their best to comfort her but it was clear that she just as Lucy had, was feeling sorry for herself.
    “I think some of them are feeling a little down because of, you know.” Kay said.
    “You telling me, looks like we are about to have two more.” Vanessa announced as she strode in wearing her running gear. But despite the confident outburst it was clear that she too was suffering with her bladder.
    “You’re telling me, but like you can say anything.” Allie shot back, managing a faint smile as a bead of sweat worked its way down from her brow and dripped off her nose.
    “Hey, this bladder is fine. Im not the one using the edge of the counter to hold myself.” She said, a cheeky smile appearing as she indicated to Kay.
    “Gross, that’s where I make my food.” Zara laughed heartily, clearly feigning her annoyance.
    “I tell you what we need.” Vanessa said, gingerly joining Zara on the sofa. Letting out a not so quiet groan even with the slow speed of her movement.
    “What? Zara asked.
    “A night in with lots of alcohol so everyone can forget the last couple of days.” She said, her idea clearly at odds with her bladder unless she was insane, or so Eloise thought.
    “That sounds like a plan.” Zara said excitedly. “Im up for some victory drinks.”
    “Should we ask the others?” Eloise asked, although half the house was now in the room.
    “Guys I…” Allie tried to speak but was interrupted by an excited Kay.
    “No, we should tell the others” Kay said authoritatively, vanessa and Zara pointing at her and agreeing whole heartedly.
    “Ok putting it in the group chat now, no question marks just facts.” Zara said, pulling out her phone and a few moments a series of dings went off in the kitchen.
     
     
    “Where… are… we going Kay?” Allie asked, stopping for a moment to put a hand on her thigh as she all but panted with exertion.
    “I want to go the campus.” Kay replied, her own breathing not too far behind.
    “Are you ok?” Eloise asked, a question she was starting to think was the only thing she could ask given the amount of times she had uttered it lately. But what else was there?
    “Oooh” Allie puffed her cheeks out again. “Man, I’ve never felt like this before. It feels like my insides are vibrating on their own.” Groaning she stood up straight, putting a thumb under the deadly tight jeans she was still forcing herself to wear despite how they all but cut her bladder in too. She had been wearing jogging bottoms for the last couple of days, but given that she was being photographed she had spent more than 10 minutes groaning as she buttoned them up. Eloise spying her lying in the foetal position on her bed through the crack in the door. She was truly suffering, the back of her light green top a shade darker from her burning body.
    10 minutes later they had made it up to the spot where the almost equally bloated Kay was happy. A busy intersection of the university with students milling around them.
    “Really…here?” Allie asked, putting a hand on her chest.
    “Yes here” Kay added, starting to unfold a tripod from her bag while she paced on the spot. Her entire face glistening despite the cool day, her hastily applied makeup already smudging. But she wasn’t the one that was going to be in front of the camera so Eloise doubted she really cared. It was clear something else was on her mind as she moved feverously on the spot, her hands unscrewing the legs.
    “Okay, Okay, Okay” Kay began muttering to herself, now stood behind the camera and visibly shaking. Her eyes glued to the small LCD screen on the back of the camera as she bobed up and down, walking on the spot. Her hand waving around all over the place as she focused down on the task at hand. Each heavy press of the button making the tripod shift slightly.
    “Oh shit” Kay said quietly, her left hand falling between her legs and giving herself a reassuring squeeze for a moment.
    “Ok, im good its set up.” She said, wiping her forehead with the back of her hoodie sleeve.
    “So, you…youi just want me there?” Allie asked, her own legs moving her in small circles, the pair of them attracting a lot of strange glances from the passers by. The two struggling women walking in tiny circles as they battled their enormous bladders demands to finally give them some relief.
    “Yep, just stand there for like two minutes”
    “Two minutes!” Allie said out loud, Eloise unsure if she could manage 2 seconds let alone 120.
    “Yeah”
    “What photo takes two minutes?” Allie said, clearly still upset about this revelation.
    “I want a time lapse; you know you stay still and everyone can move around behind you as a blur.” Kay said hastily as she uneasily waited to click the shutter button.
    “Kay, I don’t know.” Allie said, her eyes pleading with Kay.
    “You can do it, its just two minutes.” Kay smiled at her.
    “I, ok but make it fast.” Allie said.
    “I…ok?” Kay replied, confused by the statement. Two minutes was two minutes, not much she could do about that.
    “Ok, you can do this” Allie said, pumping herself up as she pressed firmly between her clenched thighs.
    “Ready?” Kay asked.
    “As I will ever be” Allie replied, her hands finally leaving her crotch as she took up a somewhat normal pose. Her hands grabbing the student brochure that Kay had hastily given to her as a prop.
    “Ok, now stay as still as possible” Kay said, herself moving non-stop. A loud click indicating that the photo had begun, just 120 seconds.
    “I…..” Allie stuttered almost immediately.
    “You can do it!” Kay shouted in support.
    “I….” Allie stuttered again, her eyes glancing down at her own crotch for a moment.
    “You are doing great, just a little longer.”
    “I…im sorry Kay but I think I’m about to make your photo a little more interesting than you meant it to be.” Allie shuddered, her head turning to look between her legs as the light grey of her jeans suddenly darkened. An explosion of wetness showering out of her clenched thighs, short but fierce bursts of piss showering out of them and darkening patches of her jeans. Strange patterns appearing all over her legs as the spurting continued, a thudding sound could be heard as the rest of her pee poured out behind her legs.
    Groaning she convulsed lightly, new streaks of wetness flowing from her crotch and down the front of her unmoving legs, a shower of wetness that was cascading and running down her legs. The wet patches shining anew as her accident continued to unfold in front of Eloise. The many rivulets spiralling down her legs and leaving trails in Allies clothing. Dripping into the muddy pool that she was making beneath her that was shinning brightly in the mid-day sun as it hung over her, accidently providing the perfect lighting for the ongoing photo of her accident.
    At almost the exact same moment a loud shutter noise signalled the end of the time-lapse, and Allie finished wetting herself. Stood routed to the spot she exhaled deeply “Fuck I needed that.” She laughed, her shoulders sagging forwards. The giant orb that was her bladder completely gone and her drenched jeans now fitting properly.
    “Well I hope you got what you needed because im not giving a repeat performance” She continued looking up at Kay who was now also routed to the spot. Her face bright red and both hands pulling up at her crotch for all she was worth.
    “I…..oooh.” Kay muttered, herself looking only moments from a similar fate as Allie.
    But breathing heavily she managed to pull herself together, “Sorry, I didn’t”…. she trailed off.
    “Yeah don’t worry. I thought I could hold it too.” Allie said clearly disappointed, but taking it far better than Lucy or Summer had.
    “Now can we get out of here, its actually quite cold in these wet jeans now I’m not sweating my balls off in desperation.” She said rather bluntly, the desperate kay just nodding and starting to pack away her things.
    “You better not show that to anyone” Allie said as they made their way down the hill again.
    Eloise had totally forgotten about the photo and now Allie had said that, she couldn’t help but wonder what it looked like. A two-minute time lapse of Allie peeing herself, what would that look like she wondered. Maybe she would have to find a way to get it, or try it herself… what was she thinking. Shaking her head and being repulsed by the weird idea that she would try it at home, what was happening to her thoughts? Where were all these new thoughts coming from, it had to just be because she was surrounded by desperate women that they were coming to her. Hopefully once this was over they would leave her be, although she couldn’t quite shake the feeling that this had always been something she enjoyed. Memories of holding it slightly longer than needed under the guise of studying as her bladder throbbed at the kitchen table. The odd road trip where she would see how long or how far she could go without needing to stop, even asking friends and family members to do the same. Had she always liked this…No it was just this week…it had to be.
     
     
    “Eloise?” Kay said, brining her out of her confused stupor. The pair of them now sat in the kitchen, Kay on the phone with Summer who was at the shop.
    “Yeah sorry?”
    “What drinks do you want?”
    “Oh, do they have any brandy?”
    “Brandy?” Kay lowered an eyebrow at her before nodding and passing on the order. The dark brunette now sitting in the back of the kitchen, her legs tightly crossed and bobbing up and down wildly. She had been there ever since she had barely survived the walk back, the new sitting position clearly helping her maintain her control a little easier.
    “What bout snacks?” Kay asked, her hand over the phone.
    “Don’t mind, crisps, maybe pretzels if they have any?” Eloise replied.
    “Pretzels and Brandy, not quite the night in of drinking I was expecting” Kay joked before a violent shake in her body forced her to frown deeply, a hand steadying herself on her thigh as she leaned forwards a little more. A deep sweat all over her body despite the fact she was barely moving.  Taking a deep breath she put the phone back to her ear and passed on the new order to the group of them at the store.
    “Oh god!” Kay groaned loudly after putting the phone down. Both her hands falling between her clenching and knotted legs, “I don’t know how much longer I can hold this.”
    “What?” Eloise said shocked by her friends openness, her eyes awkwardly meeting hers as she felt her stomach flutter slightly at Kays admission.
    “I don’t know the last time I held this long. Even the end of year test wasn’t this bad.” Kay said looking her in the eyes, causing Eloise to blush and look away.
    “Umm, I mean….you have lasted this long. Its way more than I could manage. Like 10 times as long!” Eloise blurted out, aiming for supportive but ending up a little past that.
    “Yeah, I suppose” Kay said, finally looking down and placing a hand on her heavily distended bladder. The giant protrusion locked tightly shut for over a week now, yet both of them seemed to sense the end was near. But who knew when the classes were to start again, they knew she couldn’t give up. If her or Vanessa did and it turned out the buildings opened the next morning they would be kicking themselves for the rest of the year. They just had to hold out.
     
    A short while later the others arrived noisily through the front door, bottles clinking in the bags they had brought with them. Unpacking them the kitchen counter was covered in all sort of alcohol, bottles and cans of beer covering most it while large vodka bottles towered above the other bottles.
    Admiring their handywork Kay let out a loud sigh, grunting as she reached across for the first bottle. “Its six o’clock somewhere.” She smiled, cracking open the first bottle using the edge of the counter instead of a bottle opener. The others shrugging and joining her with a beer of their own while Eloise checked her watch. It was already 7.15Pm, why did it matter that it was 6pm somewhere else.
    “I will order the Pizza, same as last week?” Zara offered, opening her laptop.
    “Sounds good!” Kay said, raising her bottle. The others joining in a little impromptu toast, taking a sip from their own bottles. Well except Summer who seemed to be in the mood to get things started, downing her entire beer in one go and sighing deeply.
    “Some ones in the mood to party” Lucy joked.
    “Oh, sorry.” Summer said kind of sheepishly, her face blushing as she realised everyone was watching her.
    “No, don’t apologise just let me catch up!” Lucy said enthusiastically as she downed the rest of hers.
    “Well…if everyone else is.” Kay said, lifting her own bottle to her lips and starting to down it. A hand resting on her bladder as she scrunched up her face, forcing the beer down her throat.
    “Come on guys, keep up.” She smiled, her body wobbling slightly as she sat there. Vanessa, Julia and Zara sharing a look before joining in.
    “Well, im on Vodka so I will not be downing that.” Allie joked, unscrewing the top off the first bottle and pouring a little in a cup before downing the shots worth as a show of solidarity.
    “Your turn” Kay said loudly, uncapping the next bottle and pointing at Eloise with it.
    Taking a leaf from Allies book she unscrewed the brandy, pouring a fingers worth into a glass. Taking a deep breath she tipped the glass back feeling the familiar burn but then a weird acidic feeling taking over.
    “Urrgh, what is that?”
    “Its brandy, what you asked for.”
    “That is the worst brandy I have ever had, what is this.” She said inspecting the bottle. “What on earth is a  brandy drink?” she asked out loud, never having seen the words together but sure they were not a sign of quality.
    “Cheap, you’re a student now remember.” Zara joked.
    “True, but I will not be doing any more shots of that.” Eloise said, mixing it with some soda that had been bought as mixer.
    “Ok, lets get this party started!” Zara said enthusiastically, pulling out a box of cards.
    “Not this again, I remember you forcing me to play that like two years ago.” Julia said out loud.
    “Well, it’s a good way of getting to know each other, and then drinking enough to forget it all again.” Zara smiled.
    “Well, sounds fun.” Summer joined in, “what is it though?”
    “Its called first, like spin the bottle. It has a little dial thing you spin like this” she said spinning it, it landing on Vanessa. “Then Vanessa grabs one of the cards which will have a promt on it and you have to answer what your first experience of it was.”
    “Like never have I ever.” Kay said.
    “Never have I ever?” Eloise asked, understanding the game but getting lost with the annology.
    “Its like a game where….” Allie started.
    “Look forget that, lets just play this.” Zara interrupted, before things could get too confusing. “Now grab a drink and Vanessa grab a card.”
    Groaning deeply as she tried to stand to move to the box the others watched her for a moment before she seemingly gave up. “Just slide one over will you?”
    Sliding over a card Vanessa picked it up “It just says broken bone.” She said turning it around.
    “Yeah so you can either take a drink, or tell us what your first broken bone was. Bit of a tame one to start with but they get way more…interesting.”
    “Oh ok, I was Nine and I fell off a Donkey” Vanessa said putting the card down.
    “A donkey, not a horse?” Julia asked, raising an eyebrow.
    “Yeah my neighbour had one and I tried to ride it and well, it didn’t want to be.”
    “Not the only thing you have tried to ride and it not wanting to be.” Lucy chimed in.
    “What does that even mean?” Vanessa said blushing.
    “Oh I don’t know, what about Luke in first year.” Lucy said, her smile only widening as Vanessa clearly understood what she was referring too.
    “You can shut up now!” Vanessa shot back, eyeing her friend.
    “Rejected!” Lucy said loudly.
    “Well that wasn’t even a question but how about you have a go then, lets see what secrets we can unearth on you.” Vanessa countered, pointing to the box of cards.
    “Fine, we don’t need a spinner, lets just go around.” Lucy said, taking out a card before sitting back on her chair. An embarrassed smile coming across her face as she turned around a card that simply read “sex”.
    “Whheeyyy” Vanessa said slightly too enthusiastically as her eyes widened again, her hand flying between her legs. The conversation momentarily distracting her and she had almost paid the price, going off the look of panic creeping across her face.
    “Do try not to wet yourself” Lucy joking shot back but they could all tell she had been moments away from doing just that. Crossing one leg over the other even tighter Vanessa shifted in her seat uncomfortably.
    “Come on then.” Zara said, indicating for Lucy to explain herself.
    “Well, I was 14”
    “14!” Julia and Allie said loudly at the same time.
    “What, loads of people were doing it at that age in my school.” Lucy tried to defend herself.
    “Many of your friends been on that teenage parents tv show?” Zara joked.
    “Well actually…. yes. As in not friends but people from my school.”
    “Oh my god I was joking, but that is amazing.” Zara said. The group laughing and opening the next round of beers.
    Over the next few hours the group went through almost all of the questions and almost all of the beer. It was safe to say that Eloise now knew more about her housemates than she had most other people in her life, and unfortunately they knew far more embarrassing things about her than she had ever told anyone else. She just couldn’t seem to help it, her housemates were just too good at prying things out of her, although she had to admit it felt good to find a group of friends she could trust not to hopefully do anything with the information.
    Although just looking at them, it seemed Zara may have been right about them being too drunk to remember any of it. The girls in particular Summer and Lucy had been pounding back the beers, taking almost an entire crate by themselves at this point.
    Although what had surprised her more was the quantity that Kay and Vanessa were drinking despite their bulging bladders. Kay in particular seemed to be throwing caution to the wind, almost keeping up with Summer and egging people on to drink more and more. Calling out people who didn’t have a drink in their hands from her seat, making Lucy and Zara hand them another.
    “Hey Allie, can you pass me the soda please.” Eloise asked, pouring herself another and unwittingly noticing that almost half the bottle of brandy was gone. At least it wasn’t as strong as what she was use to in France.
    “Sure thing Eloise.” Allie said smiling.
    “Look at you too, thick as thieves over there with your fancy drinks.” An intoxicated Kay said in a mockingly playful way.
    “What we are just being friendly, sheesh.” Allie joked back, handing over the soda.
    “Oooh, Drink friends.” Lucy joked, a chorus of it going around the others leaving Eloise perplexed. A clear look of confusion on her face.
    “Please tell me you have seen inbetweeners?” Zara asked, sitting up in her seat for the first time in a while.
    “Inbetweeners?” Eloise asked.
    “Sorry, im on their side.” Allie said smiling.
    “Quint…quintisssss…..quintessential British comedy show that you have to see.” Summer said, slurring her words slightly.
    “Oooh someone stop her drinks.” Lucy joked.
    “Im fine, just a hard word when you are drunk. Not that I am!” Summer said, pointing an unsteady finger somewhere in the vicinity of Lucy.
    “Looks like that wont be much of an issue anyway.” Julia said, upturning the last crate of beers. “Looks like we are out.”
    “We are out of snacks too” Allie said, her hand grasping a number of empty crisp packets that lay on the kitchen worktop.
    “Well this wont stand!” Summer said, standing quickly and teetering as the blood rushed out of it.
    “That’s not the only thing.” Julia said, standing and helping Summer back into her seat.
    “Ok, booze run, get your orders in now.” Lucy said, downing the rest of her bottle and getting to her feet.
    “Ill come with you, I think I need the air” Allie said.
    “Yeah, im coming too, need more snacks!” Vanessa and Zara joined in.
    Taking their orders the group grabbed some flat shoes and their coats, making a slow amble towards the front door. Clunking behind them it left a slightly awkward silence with just the four of them sitting in the lounge that looked like a bomb had gone off in it.
    Summer broke the silence by starting to giggle to herself for some reason.
    “What’s so funny?” Julia asked
    “I don’t know.” Summer said standing up and tipping remnants of one of her bottles into her waiting mouth.
    “Oh no!” Summer said loudly, wobbling where she stood a hand flying to her stomach.
    “What, are you?” Eloise asked, the blonde going deathly pale in an instant.
    “I…I…Im going to be sick” She said, her eyes wide and the other hand shooting to her mouth. Turning she quickly ran towards the stairs, taking them too at a time and crashing into the shower rooms above them.
    “I better go check on her.” Julia said after a few seconds, grabbing a cup of water and taking it up to Summer. Leaving just Eloise and the groaning Kay in the room.
    From where she was sat Eloise was watching her attentively, the brunette tomboy rocking on the chair she hadn’t left for hours now. A hand deep in the pockets of her jogging bottoms and clearly holding herself as she let out short sharp breaths. Drawing in air through her nose and letting it out of her mouth, she looked almost as if she was mediating in some ways.
    A few minutes passed as Eloise kept waiting for Julia to come back, unsure of what to say to Kay but unable to take her eyes off her and her giant bladder. Kay had been quiet for the last few hours, actively taking part in the game until her bladder seemingly made that impossible. The other trying to include her but only getting single word answers or her choosing to drink as a response. She was on the very edges of control, and the few braincells the beer had left her with were otherwise occupied.
    “Oooh, no, no , no , no ,no” Kay muttered to herself as she rocked on the kitchen chair, the first thing she had said for almost 45 minutes.  Her eyes were fixed on a point in front of her as she struggled for control. The night of heavy drinking making her quiver in desperation. Now with just her and Eloise in the room her heavy breathing, pants and groans were too loud for the French girl block out.
    “OOOoffff” Kay groaned again as she pivoted her hips to apply more pressure on her hand that was gripping herself between her legs. The other joining it on the outside of her trousers, her short nails digging into the fabric of her trousers as she squeezed her legs tightly.
    “I can…” Kay said breathlessly to no one.
    “Just a little longer and….” Her brain tried again, unable to finish its sentences as her bloated and bulging bladder quivered inside her. Sweat was pouring off her brow now, her neck muscles twitching and taught as she grunted much louder this time.
    “Ooofff fuck” she groaned hoarsely, her head tilting back and eyes scrunching closed. Eloise watched on, unable to look away as her own legs pressed against each other, her heart beating faster as she felt her body becoming hot. She was sure Kay was reaching her limits, limits she had seen her pass 12 hours ago when they were outside with Allie. The memories of Allies slow laboured accident unfolding in her mind, this time joined with Kay.
    “No, no, no, no….”The woman in front of her panted, her body constantly shaking now.
    “ooooOOOHHHFFF” Kay groaned again but this was the final moment as she finally lost control, her jogging bottoms darkening as a flood of pee hissed out of her. Overflowing the chair in an instant it created a noisy waterfall off onto the kitchen floor of it as Kay continued to breath heavily. Her hips starting to gyrate against the chair as she panted, almost thrusting forward causing wave after wave of her hot pee to fall from the chair, heavily splattering against the floor. The enormous bulge in her abdomen barely even shirking as the litres of pee burst out of her, she had pushed it hours longer than she had before. Pushing her limits to new hights as she had not only forced it to wait but ruthlessly filled it over the last few hours.
    Continuing for almost 20 seconds Kay’s eyes were closed, her hips moving as she panted, only Eloise witnessing the display that was making her a little light headed. She had been denying what she had been feeling as she watched her friends get more and more desperate, but this intimate almost voyeuristic view of Kay wetting herself was too much. Her heart fluttered violently as her breath caught in her chest, eyes glued to the glistening crotch of her friend that continued press itself into the chair. The ocean of pee within Kay now flowing freely through the darkened and saturated cotton. It felt as if it was almost like her sexual awakening, a lightbulb turning on in her mind, she was into this and she could deny it no longer as she let out a quiet whimper.
    Kay finally opened her eyes. The two of them accidently locking eyes and blushing madly, both caught out enjoying what was going on.
    “Im sorry…” Eloise stuttered madly averting her gaze and staring at the floor, but even out of the corner of her vision she could see Kay’s puddle slowly advancing across the floor towards her.
    “Oh god” Kay said again, her voice several octaves lower than normal. The loud splashing telling Eloise her hips were still moving. “I forgot how good this felt.” Kay announced, with no sense of embarrassment.
    “I….uh” Eloise looked up, finding that Kay was still watching her.
    “I thought so” Kay started, smiling broadly before her eyes rolled back in her head for a moment.
    “don’t worry, you would be surprised…Surprised by how many people…Pee, people are into this, especially at this place…Just don’t get any ideas” Kay smiled for a moment before her body doubled over and caused her to visibly wince. Her overfilled bladder clearly still sending painful signals through her body even as it relaxed.
    “I…really?” Eloise replied sheepishly. She hadn’t even considered it to be a thing someone could be into, but she couldn’t deny her own feelings on the matter.
    Holding up two fingers as if to tell her to wait a minute Kay put her hand on her thigh. Leaning forwards she closed her eyes, the river of urine still flowing out of her and onto the floor beneath the thankfully wooden chair. She looked lost in her own world once again, the only sounds the hiss through her sodden underwear and the drumming of the streams onto the floor. For more than two minutes Eloise stood there, unsure of what to do but enjoying the sight of the red faced kay wetting herself.
    Finally she finished, letting out a long sigh Kay shivered violently in her seat for a few moments. Opening her eyes she locked them with the awkward looking Eloise.
    “Lets just not tell anyone about this though” She said breathlessly.
    “Wont they notice the…”
    “No, about the…enjoying it” Kay smiled, her face relaxed for the first time in days.
    “But I thought you said…”
    “Look a lot of people enjoy it, but its not really a talked about thing. Given the emphasis on holding at this university, enjoying losing control is probably as taboo as you can get around her.”
    “Oh ok” Eloise said.
    “But don’t get me wrong, I think a lot of people still enjoy it. But just don’t go around talking about it, and you can never know who does and doesn’t like it. Some people can be freaked out about it, I’m sure even yourself last week would have been if I had just squatted in the middle of the kitchen.”
    “I…Yeah, thank you.” Eloise replied, still not quite able to look her friend in the eye after the intimate moment.
    “No problem, but if I can stand, we should probably clean this mess up before it ruins the floor” Kay said smiling and looking down at the giant puddle she had created fondly.
     
     
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    Chapter 6: A lapse of concentration.
    “Come on!” Kay pleaded with Allie as they both desperately paced at the work counters in the kitchen.
    “Im not being a model for your photoshoot.”
    “Why not?”
    “I don’t want too and….” Allie trailed off, her legs continuing to wiggle as she leaned against the row of cupboards. The rhythmic shuffling hypnotising to Eloise as she watched the pair of them dance their desperate dance, neither of them wanting to show how bad it had gotten. But it was easy to see, they had been struggling two days ago but now their antics had been dialled up to 11. Allie for her part unable to stand still for even a moment, the constant shuffling must have been burning her muscles but it was in order to save another assuredly tiring one.
    “And what?” Kay asked, showing similar signs of her need as she sat on the couch. Her crossed legs bobbing up and down next to Eloise. The French girl keeping an eye on them too ni the corner of her vision, a sight she had become well versed in over the last few days.
    “I, nothing… I just don’t feel like doing it.” Allie replied, her cheeks burning a little redder than before as she pushed off again and started dancing in front of the fridge, staring in even though Eloise could see she had already taken out the milk she was looking for.
    “I’ll do your washing up for a week” Kay rebutted, trying to bribe their housemate.
    “Really?” Allie asked, surprised by how badly Kay wanted her to be involved. “Why not go with Lucy, im sure she would love it.”
    “That’s why, its more fun to have you.” Kay smiled, getting a glare from Allie. “But yeah I’ll wash and Eloise will dry for the rest of the week.” Kay offered up despite not having talked to her about it. But then again it was for the photography society that had both signed up for, which Eloise had completely forgotten about.
    “Fine…but I’m not doing any stupid poses or anything like that.” Allie relented, breathing out heavily as she noticed the milk she had already gotten out. Her desperate mind failing to keep any coherent thought in for more than 2 minutes it seemed.
    “Nothing like that, don’t worry.” Kay answered her, grunting loudly as she forced herself up from the couch. A hand on her back as she puffed her cheeks out as if she had been doing some heavy lifting.
    “Where is everyone else by the way?” Zara asked, turning over to look at them from the couch where she sat. Her legs seemingly spread as far apart as possible, a triumphant posture for the winner of last night’s contest and the prize of an empty bladder.
    If there had been a loser it had been Summer, walking out of the venue she hadn’t been lucky to escape the attention of others. Her sodden blue socks and hem of her skirt giving her away as many of the students pointed and made comments. Their poor friend staring ashamedly at the floor in silence the entire way home. They had done their best to comfort her but it was clear that she just as Lucy had, was feeling sorry for herself.
    “I think some of them are feeling a little down because of, you know.” Kay said.
    “You telling me, looks like we are about to have two more.” Vanessa announced as she strode in wearing her running gear. But despite the confident outburst it was clear that she too was suffering with her bladder.
    “You’re telling me, but like you can say anything.” Allie shot back, managing a faint smile as a bead of sweat worked its way down from her brow and dripped off her nose.
    “Hey, this bladder is fine. Im not the one using the edge of the counter to hold myself.” She said, a cheeky smile appearing as she indicated to Kay.
    “Gross, that’s where I make my food.” Zara laughed heartily, clearly feigning her annoyance.
    “I tell you what we need.” Vanessa said, gingerly joining Zara on the sofa. Letting out a not so quiet groan even with the slow speed of her movement.
    “What? Zara asked.
    “A night in with lots of alcohol so everyone can forget the last couple of days.” She said, her idea clearly at odds with her bladder unless she was insane, or so Eloise thought.
    “That sounds like a plan.” Zara said excitedly. “Im up for some victory drinks.”
    “Should we ask the others?” Eloise asked, although half the house was now in the room.
    “Guys I…” Allie tried to speak but was interrupted by an excited Kay.
    “No, we should tell the others” Kay said authoritatively, vanessa and Zara pointing at her and agreeing whole heartedly.
    “Ok putting it in the group chat now, no question marks just facts.” Zara said, pulling out her phone and a few moments a series of dings went off in the kitchen.
     
     
    “Where… are… we going Kay?” Allie asked, stopping for a moment to put a hand on her thigh as she all but panted with exertion.
    “I want to go the campus.” Kay replied, her own breathing not too far behind.
    “Are you ok?” Eloise asked, a question she was starting to think was the only thing she could ask given the amount of times she had uttered it lately. But what else was there?
    “Oooh” Allie puffed her cheeks out again. “Man, I’ve never felt like this before. It feels like my insides are vibrating on their own.” Groaning she stood up straight, putting a thumb under the deadly tight jeans she was still forcing herself to wear despite how they all but cut her bladder in too. She had been wearing jogging bottoms for the last couple of days, but given that she was being photographed she had spent more than 10 minutes groaning as she buttoned them up. Eloise spying her lying in the foetal position on her bed through the crack in the door. She was truly suffering, the back of her light green top a shade darker from her burning body.
    10 minutes later they had made it up to the spot where the almost equally bloated Kay was happy. A busy intersection of the university with students milling around them.
    “Really…here?” Allie asked, putting a hand on her chest.
    “Yes here” Kay added, starting to unfold a tripod from her bag while she paced on the spot. Her entire face glistening despite the cool day, her hastily applied makeup already smudging. But she wasn’t the one that was going to be in front of the camera so Eloise doubted she really cared. It was clear something else was on her mind as she moved feverously on the spot, her hands unscrewing the legs.
    “Okay, Okay, Okay” Kay began muttering to herself, now stood behind the camera and visibly shaking. Her eyes glued to the small LCD screen on the back of the camera as she bobed up and down, walking on the spot. Her hand waving around all over the place as she focused down on the task at hand. Each heavy press of the button making the tripod shift slightly.
    “Oh shit” Kay said quietly, her left hand falling between her legs and giving herself a reassuring squeeze for a moment.
    “Ok, im good its set up.” She said, wiping her forehead with the back of her hoodie sleeve.
    “So, you…youi just want me there?” Allie asked, her own legs moving her in small circles, the pair of them attracting a lot of strange glances from the passers by. The two struggling women walking in tiny circles as they battled their enormous bladders demands to finally give them some relief.
    “Yep, just stand there for like two minutes”
    “Two minutes!” Allie said out loud, Eloise unsure if she could manage 2 seconds let alone 120.
    “Yeah”
    “What photo takes two minutes?” Allie said, clearly still upset about this revelation.
    “I want a time lapse; you know you stay still and everyone can move around behind you as a blur.” Kay said hastily as she uneasily waited to click the shutter button.
    “Kay, I don’t know.” Allie said, her eyes pleading with Kay.
    “You can do it, its just two minutes.” Kay smiled at her.
    “I, ok but make it fast.” Allie said.
    “I…ok?” Kay replied, confused by the statement. Two minutes was two minutes, not much she could do about that.
    “Ok, you can do this” Allie said, pumping herself up as she pressed firmly between her clenched thighs.
    “Ready?” Kay asked.
    “As I will ever be” Allie replied, her hands finally leaving her crotch as she took up a somewhat normal pose. Her hands grabbing the student brochure that Kay had hastily given to her as a prop.
    “Ok, now stay as still as possible” Kay said, herself moving non-stop. A loud click indicating that the photo had begun, just 120 seconds.
    “I…..” Allie stuttered almost immediately.
    “You can do it!” Kay shouted in support.
    “I….” Allie stuttered again, her eyes glancing down at her own crotch for a moment.
    “You are doing great, just a little longer.”
    “I…im sorry Kay but I think I’m about to make your photo a little more interesting than you meant it to be.” Allie shuddered, her head turning to look between her legs as the light grey of her jeans suddenly darkened. An explosion of wetness showering out of her clenched thighs, short but fierce bursts of piss showering out of them and darkening patches of her jeans. Strange patterns appearing all over her legs as the spurting continued, a thudding sound could be heard as the rest of her pee poured out behind her legs.
    Groaning she convulsed lightly, new streaks of wetness flowing from her crotch and down the front of her unmoving legs, a shower of wetness that was cascading and running down her legs. The wet patches shining anew as her accident continued to unfold in front of Eloise. The many rivulets spiralling down her legs and leaving trails in Allies clothing. Dripping into the muddy pool that she was making beneath her that was shinning brightly in the mid-day sun as it hung over her, accidently providing the perfect lighting for the ongoing photo of her accident.
    At almost the exact same moment a loud shutter noise signalled the end of the time-lapse, and Allie finished wetting herself. Stood routed to the spot she exhaled deeply “Fuck I needed that.” She laughed, her shoulders sagging forwards. The giant orb that was her bladder completely gone and her drenched jeans now fitting properly.
    “Well I hope you got what you needed because im not giving a repeat performance” She continued looking up at Kay who was now also routed to the spot. Her face bright red and both hands pulling up at her crotch for all she was worth.
    “I…..oooh.” Kay muttered, herself looking only moments from a similar fate as Allie.
    But breathing heavily she managed to pull herself together, “Sorry, I didn’t”…. she trailed off.
    “Yeah don’t worry. I thought I could hold it too.” Allie said clearly disappointed, but taking it far better than Lucy or Summer had.
    “Now can we get out of here, its actually quite cold in these wet jeans now I’m not sweating my balls off in desperation.” She said rather bluntly, the desperate kay just nodding and starting to pack away her things.
    “You better not show that to anyone” Allie said as they made their way down the hill again.
    Eloise had totally forgotten about the photo and now Allie had said that, she couldn’t help but wonder what it looked like. A two-minute time lapse of Allie peeing herself, what would that look like she wondered. Maybe she would have to find a way to get it, or try it herself… what was she thinking. Shaking her head and being repulsed by the weird idea that she would try it at home, what was happening to her thoughts? Where were all these new thoughts coming from, it had to just be because she was surrounded by desperate women that they were coming to her. Hopefully once this was over they would leave her be, although she couldn’t quite shake the feeling that this had always been something she enjoyed. Memories of holding it slightly longer than needed under the guise of studying as her bladder throbbed at the kitchen table. The odd road trip where she would see how long or how far she could go without needing to stop, even asking friends and family members to do the same. Had she always liked this…No it was just this week…it had to be.
     
     
    “Eloise?” Kay said, brining her out of her confused stupor. The pair of them now sat in the kitchen, Kay on the phone with Summer who was at the shop.
    “Yeah sorry?”
    “What drinks do you want?”
    “Oh, do they have any brandy?”
    “Brandy?” Kay lowered an eyebrow at her before nodding and passing on the order. The dark brunette now sitting in the back of the kitchen, her legs tightly crossed and bobbing up and down wildly. She had been there ever since she had barely survived the walk back, the new sitting position clearly helping her maintain her control a little easier.
    “What bout snacks?” Kay asked, her hand over the phone.
    “Don’t mind, crisps, maybe pretzels if they have any?” Eloise replied.
    “Pretzels and Brandy, not quite the night in of drinking I was expecting” Kay joked before a violent shake in her body forced her to frown deeply, a hand steadying herself on her thigh as she leaned forwards a little more. A deep sweat all over her body despite the fact she was barely moving.  Taking a deep breath she put the phone back to her ear and passed on the new order to the group of them at the store.
    “Oh god!” Kay groaned loudly after putting the phone down. Both her hands falling between her clenching and knotted legs, “I don’t know how much longer I can hold this.”
    “What?” Eloise said shocked by her friends openness, her eyes awkwardly meeting hers as she felt her stomach flutter slightly at Kays admission.
    “I don’t know the last time I held this long. Even the end of year test wasn’t this bad.” Kay said looking her in the eyes, causing Eloise to blush and look away.
    “Umm, I mean….you have lasted this long. Its way more than I could manage. Like 10 times as long!” Eloise blurted out, aiming for supportive but ending up a little past that.
    “Yeah, I suppose” Kay said, finally looking down and placing a hand on her heavily distended bladder. The giant protrusion locked tightly shut for over a week now, yet both of them seemed to sense the end was near. But who knew when the classes were to start again, they knew she couldn’t give up. If her or Vanessa did and it turned out the buildings opened the next morning they would be kicking themselves for the rest of the year. They just had to hold out.
     
    A short while later the others arrived noisily through the front door, bottles clinking in the bags they had brought with them. Unpacking them the kitchen counter was covered in all sort of alcohol, bottles and cans of beer covering most it while large vodka bottles towered above the other bottles.
    Admiring their handywork Kay let out a loud sigh, grunting as she reached across for the first bottle. “Its six o’clock somewhere.” She smiled, cracking open the first bottle using the edge of the counter instead of a bottle opener. The others shrugging and joining her with a beer of their own while Eloise checked her watch. It was already 7.15Pm, why did it matter that it was 6pm somewhere else.
    “I will order the Pizza, same as last week?” Zara offered, opening her laptop.
    “Sounds good!” Kay said, raising her bottle. The others joining in a little impromptu toast, taking a sip from their own bottles. Well except Summer who seemed to be in the mood to get things started, downing her entire beer in one go and sighing deeply.
    “Some ones in the mood to party” Lucy joked.
    “Oh, sorry.” Summer said kind of sheepishly, her face blushing as she realised everyone was watching her.
    “No, don’t apologise just let me catch up!” Lucy said enthusiastically as she downed the rest of hers.
    “Well…if everyone else is.” Kay said, lifting her own bottle to her lips and starting to down it. A hand resting on her bladder as she scrunched up her face, forcing the beer down her throat.
    “Come on guys, keep up.” She smiled, her body wobbling slightly as she sat there. Vanessa, Julia and Zara sharing a look before joining in.
    “Well, im on Vodka so I will not be downing that.” Allie joked, unscrewing the top off the first bottle and pouring a little in a cup before downing the shots worth as a show of solidarity.
    “Your turn” Kay said loudly, uncapping the next bottle and pointing at Eloise with it.
    Taking a leaf from Allies book she unscrewed the brandy, pouring a fingers worth into a glass. Taking a deep breath she tipped the glass back feeling the familiar burn but then a weird acidic feeling taking over.
    “Urrgh, what is that?”
    “Its brandy, what you asked for.”
    “That is the worst brandy I have ever had, what is this.” She said inspecting the bottle. “What on earth is a  brandy drink?” she asked out loud, never having seen the words together but sure they were not a sign of quality.
    “Cheap, you’re a student now remember.” Zara joked.
    “True, but I will not be doing any more shots of that.” Eloise said, mixing it with some soda that had been bought as mixer.
    “Ok, lets get this party started!” Zara said enthusiastically, pulling out a box of cards.
    “Not this again, I remember you forcing me to play that like two years ago.” Julia said out loud.
    “Well, it’s a good way of getting to know each other, and then drinking enough to forget it all again.” Zara smiled.
    “Well, sounds fun.” Summer joined in, “what is it though?”
    “Its called first, like spin the bottle. It has a little dial thing you spin like this” she said spinning it, it landing on Vanessa. “Then Vanessa grabs one of the cards which will have a promt on it and you have to answer what your first experience of it was.”
    “Like never have I ever.” Kay said.
    “Never have I ever?” Eloise asked, understanding the game but getting lost with the annology.
    “Its like a game where….” Allie started.
    “Look forget that, lets just play this.” Zara interrupted, before things could get too confusing. “Now grab a drink and Vanessa grab a card.”
    Groaning deeply as she tried to stand to move to the box the others watched her for a moment before she seemingly gave up. “Just slide one over will you?”
    Sliding over a card Vanessa picked it up “It just says broken bone.” She said turning it around.
    “Yeah so you can either take a drink, or tell us what your first broken bone was. Bit of a tame one to start with but they get way more…interesting.”
    “Oh ok, I was Nine and I fell off a Donkey” Vanessa said putting the card down.
    “A donkey, not a horse?” Julia asked, raising an eyebrow.
    “Yeah my neighbour had one and I tried to ride it and well, it didn’t want to be.”
    “Not the only thing you have tried to ride and it not wanting to be.” Lucy chimed in.
    “What does that even mean?” Vanessa said blushing.
    “Oh I don’t know, what about Luke in first year.” Lucy said, her smile only widening as Vanessa clearly understood what she was referring too.
    “You can shut up now!” Vanessa shot back, eyeing her friend.
    “Rejected!” Lucy said loudly.
    “Well that wasn’t even a question but how about you have a go then, lets see what secrets we can unearth on you.” Vanessa countered, pointing to the box of cards.
    “Fine, we don’t need a spinner, lets just go around.” Lucy said, taking out a card before sitting back on her chair. An embarrassed smile coming across her face as she turned around a card that simply read “sex”.
    “Whheeyyy” Vanessa said slightly too enthusiastically as her eyes widened again, her hand flying between her legs. The conversation momentarily distracting her and she had almost paid the price, going off the look of panic creeping across her face.
    “Do try not to wet yourself” Lucy joking shot back but they could all tell she had been moments away from doing just that. Crossing one leg over the other even tighter Vanessa shifted in her seat uncomfortably.
    “Come on then.” Zara said, indicating for Lucy to explain herself.
    “Well, I was 14”
    “14!” Julia and Allie said loudly at the same time.
    “What, loads of people were doing it at that age in my school.” Lucy tried to defend herself.
    “Many of your friends been on that teenage parents tv show?” Zara joked.
    “Well actually…. yes. As in not friends but people from my school.”
    “Oh my god I was joking, but that is amazing.” Zara said. The group laughing and opening the next round of beers.
    Over the next few hours the group went through almost all of the questions and almost all of the beer. It was safe to say that Eloise now knew more about her housemates than she had most other people in her life, and unfortunately they knew far more embarrassing things about her than she had ever told anyone else. She just couldn’t seem to help it, her housemates were just too good at prying things out of her, although she had to admit it felt good to find a group of friends she could trust not to hopefully do anything with the information.
    Although just looking at them, it seemed Zara may have been right about them being too drunk to remember any of it. The girls in particular Summer and Lucy had been pounding back the beers, taking almost an entire crate by themselves at this point.
    Although what had surprised her more was the quantity that Kay and Vanessa were drinking despite their bulging bladders. Kay in particular seemed to be throwing caution to the wind, almost keeping up with Summer and egging people on to drink more and more. Calling out people who didn’t have a drink in their hands from her seat, making Lucy and Zara hand them another.
    “Hey Allie, can you pass me the soda please.” Eloise asked, pouring herself another and unwittingly noticing that almost half the bottle of brandy was gone. At least it wasn’t as strong as what she was use to in France.
    “Sure thing Eloise.” Allie said smiling.
    “Look at you too, thick as thieves over there with your fancy drinks.” An intoxicated Kay said in a mockingly playful way.
    “What we are just being friendly, sheesh.” Allie joked back, handing over the soda.
    “Oooh, Drink friends.” Lucy joked, a chorus of it going around the others leaving Eloise perplexed. A clear look of confusion on her face.
    “Please tell me you have seen inbetweeners?” Zara asked, sitting up in her seat for the first time in a while.
    “Inbetweeners?” Eloise asked.
    “Sorry, im on their side.” Allie said smiling.
    “Quint…quintisssss…..quintessential British comedy show that you have to see.” Summer said, slurring her words slightly.
    “Oooh someone stop her drinks.” Lucy joked.
    “Im fine, just a hard word when you are drunk. Not that I am!” Summer said, pointing an unsteady finger somewhere in the vicinity of Lucy.
    “Looks like that wont be much of an issue anyway.” Julia said, upturning the last crate of beers. “Looks like we are out.”
    “We are out of snacks too” Allie said, her hand grasping a number of empty crisp packets that lay on the kitchen worktop.
    “Well this wont stand!” Summer said, standing quickly and teetering as the blood rushed out of it.
    “That’s not the only thing.” Julia said, standing and helping Summer back into her seat.
    “Ok, booze run, get your orders in now.” Lucy said, downing the rest of her bottle and getting to her feet.
    “Ill come with you, I think I need the air” Allie said.
    “Yeah, im coming too, need more snacks!” Vanessa and Zara joined in.
    Taking their orders the group grabbed some flat shoes and their coats, making a slow amble towards the front door. Clunking behind them it left a slightly awkward silence with just the four of them sitting in the lounge that looked like a bomb had gone off in it.
    Summer broke the silence by starting to giggle to herself for some reason.
    “What’s so funny?” Julia asked
    “I don’t know.” Summer said standing up and tipping remnants of one of her bottles into her waiting mouth.
    “Oh no!” Summer said loudly, wobbling where she stood a hand flying to her stomach.
    “What, are you?” Eloise asked, the blonde going deathly pale in an instant.
    “I…I…Im going to be sick” She said, her eyes wide and the other hand shooting to her mouth. Turning she quickly ran towards the stairs, taking them too at a time and crashing into the shower rooms above them.
    “I better go check on her.” Julia said after a few seconds, grabbing a cup of water and taking it up to Summer. Leaving just Eloise and the groaning Kay in the room.
    From where she was sat Eloise was watching her attentively, the brunette tomboy rocking on the chair she hadn’t left for hours now. A hand deep in the pockets of her jogging bottoms and clearly holding herself as she let out short sharp breaths. Drawing in air through her nose and letting it out of her mouth, she looked almost as if she was mediating in some ways.
    A few minutes passed as Eloise kept waiting for Julia to come back, unsure of what to say to Kay but unable to take her eyes off her and her giant bladder. Kay had been quiet for the last few hours, actively taking part in the game until her bladder seemingly made that impossible. The other trying to include her but only getting single word answers or her choosing to drink as a response. She was on the very edges of control, and the few braincells the beer had left her with were otherwise occupied.
    “Oooh, no, no , no , no ,no” Kay muttered to herself as she rocked on the kitchen chair, the first thing she had said for almost 45 minutes.  Her eyes were fixed on a point in front of her as she struggled for control. The night of heavy drinking making her quiver in desperation. Now with just her and Eloise in the room her heavy breathing, pants and groans were too loud for the French girl block out.
    “OOOoffff” Kay groaned again as she pivoted her hips to apply more pressure on her hand that was gripping herself between her legs. The other joining it on the outside of her trousers, her short nails digging into the fabric of her trousers as she squeezed her legs tightly.
    “I can…” Kay said breathlessly to no one.
    “Just a little longer and….” Her brain tried again, unable to finish its sentences as her bloated and bulging bladder quivered inside her. Sweat was pouring off her brow now, her neck muscles twitching and taught as she grunted much louder this time.
    “Ooofff fuck” she groaned hoarsely, her head tilting back and eyes scrunching closed. Eloise watched on, unable to look away as her own legs pressed against each other, her heart beating faster as she felt her body becoming hot. She was sure Kay was reaching her limits, limits she had seen her pass 12 hours ago when they were outside with Allie. The memories of Allies slow laboured accident unfolding in her mind, this time joined with Kay.
    “No, no, no, no….”The woman in front of her panted, her body constantly shaking now.
    “ooooOOOHHHFFF” Kay groaned again but this was the final moment as she finally lost control, her jogging bottoms darkening as a flood of pee hissed out of her. Overflowing the chair in an instant it created a noisy waterfall off onto the kitchen floor of it as Kay continued to breath heavily. Her hips starting to gyrate against the chair as she panted, almost thrusting forward causing wave after wave of her hot pee to fall from the chair, heavily splattering against the floor. The enormous bulge in her abdomen barely even shirking as the litres of pee burst out of her, she had pushed it hours longer than she had before. Pushing her limits to new hights as she had not only forced it to wait but ruthlessly filled it over the last few hours.
    Continuing for almost 20 seconds Kay’s eyes were closed, her hips moving as she panted, only Eloise witnessing the display that was making her a little light headed. She had been denying what she had been feeling as she watched her friends get more and more desperate, but this intimate almost voyeuristic view of Kay wetting herself was too much. Her heart fluttered violently as her breath caught in her chest, eyes glued to the glistening crotch of her friend that continued press itself into the chair. The ocean of pee within Kay now flowing freely through the darkened and saturated cotton. It felt as if it was almost like her sexual awakening, a lightbulb turning on in her mind, she was into this and she could deny it no longer as she let out a quiet whimper.
    Kay finally opened her eyes. The two of them accidently locking eyes and blushing madly, both caught out enjoying what was going on.
    “Im sorry…” Eloise stuttered madly averting her gaze and staring at the floor, but even out of the corner of her vision she could see Kay’s puddle slowly advancing across the floor towards her.
    “Oh god” Kay said again, her voice several octaves lower than normal. The loud splashing telling Eloise her hips were still moving. “I forgot how good this felt.” Kay announced, with no sense of embarrassment.
    “I….uh” Eloise looked up, finding that Kay was still watching her.
    “I thought so” Kay started, smiling broadly before her eyes rolled back in her head for a moment.
    “don’t worry, you would be surprised…Surprised by how many people…Pee, people are into this, especially at this place…Just don’t get any ideas” Kay smiled for a moment before her body doubled over and caused her to visibly wince. Her overfilled bladder clearly still sending painful signals through her body even as it relaxed.
    “I…really?” Eloise replied sheepishly. She hadn’t even considered it to be a thing someone could be into, but she couldn’t deny her own feelings on the matter.
    Holding up two fingers as if to tell her to wait a minute Kay put her hand on her thigh. Leaning forwards she closed her eyes, the river of urine still flowing out of her and onto the floor beneath the thankfully wooden chair. She looked lost in her own world once again, the only sounds the hiss through her sodden underwear and the drumming of the streams onto the floor. For more than two minutes Eloise stood there, unsure of what to do but enjoying the sight of the red faced kay wetting herself.
    Finally she finished, letting out a long sigh Kay shivered violently in her seat for a few moments. Opening her eyes she locked them with the awkward looking Eloise.
    “Lets just not tell anyone about this though” She said breathlessly.
    “Wont they notice the…”
    “No, about the…enjoying it” Kay smiled, her face relaxed for the first time in days.
    “But I thought you said…”
    “Look a lot of people enjoy it, but its not really a talked about thing. Given the emphasis on holding at this university, enjoying losing control is probably as taboo as you can get around her.”
    “Oh ok” Eloise said.
    “But don’t get me wrong, I think a lot of people still enjoy it. But just don’t go around talking about it, and you can never know who does and doesn’t like it. Some people can be freaked out about it, I’m sure even yourself last week would have been if I had just squatted in the middle of the kitchen.”
    “I…Yeah, thank you.” Eloise replied, still not quite able to look her friend in the eye after the intimate moment.
    “No problem, but if I can stand, we should probably clean this mess up before it ruins the floor” Kay said smiling and looking down at the giant puddle she had created fondly.
     
     
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    Chapter 6: A lapse of concentration.
    “Come on!” Kay pleaded with Allie as they both desperately paced at the work counters in the kitchen.
    “Im not being a model for your photoshoot.”
    “Why not?”
    “I don’t want too and….” Allie trailed off, her legs continuing to wiggle as she leaned against the row of cupboards. The rhythmic shuffling hypnotising to Eloise as she watched the pair of them dance their desperate dance, neither of them wanting to show how bad it had gotten. But it was easy to see, they had been struggling two days ago but now their antics had been dialled up to 11. Allie for her part unable to stand still for even a moment, the constant shuffling must have been burning her muscles but it was in order to save another assuredly tiring one.
    “And what?” Kay asked, showing similar signs of her need as she sat on the couch. Her crossed legs bobbing up and down next to Eloise. The French girl keeping an eye on them too ni the corner of her vision, a sight she had become well versed in over the last few days.
    “I, nothing… I just don’t feel like doing it.” Allie replied, her cheeks burning a little redder than before as she pushed off again and started dancing in front of the fridge, staring in even though Eloise could see she had already taken out the milk she was looking for.
    “I’ll do your washing up for a week” Kay rebutted, trying to bribe their housemate.
    “Really?” Allie asked, surprised by how badly Kay wanted her to be involved. “Why not go with Lucy, im sure she would love it.”
    “That’s why, its more fun to have you.” Kay smiled, getting a glare from Allie. “But yeah I’ll wash and Eloise will dry for the rest of the week.” Kay offered up despite not having talked to her about it. But then again it was for the photography society that had both signed up for, which Eloise had completely forgotten about.
    “Fine…but I’m not doing any stupid poses or anything like that.” Allie relented, breathing out heavily as she noticed the milk she had already gotten out. Her desperate mind failing to keep any coherent thought in for more than 2 minutes it seemed.
    “Nothing like that, don’t worry.” Kay answered her, grunting loudly as she forced herself up from the couch. A hand on her back as she puffed her cheeks out as if she had been doing some heavy lifting.
    “Where is everyone else by the way?” Zara asked, turning over to look at them from the couch where she sat. Her legs seemingly spread as far apart as possible, a triumphant posture for the winner of last night’s contest and the prize of an empty bladder.
    If there had been a loser it had been Summer, walking out of the venue she hadn’t been lucky to escape the attention of others. Her sodden blue socks and hem of her skirt giving her away as many of the students pointed and made comments. Their poor friend staring ashamedly at the floor in silence the entire way home. They had done their best to comfort her but it was clear that she just as Lucy had, was feeling sorry for herself.
    “I think some of them are feeling a little down because of, you know.” Kay said.
    “You telling me, looks like we are about to have two more.” Vanessa announced as she strode in wearing her running gear. But despite the confident outburst it was clear that she too was suffering with her bladder.
    “You’re telling me, but like you can say anything.” Allie shot back, managing a faint smile as a bead of sweat worked its way down from her brow and dripped off her nose.
    “Hey, this bladder is fine. Im not the one using the edge of the counter to hold myself.” She said, a cheeky smile appearing as she indicated to Kay.
    “Gross, that’s where I make my food.” Zara laughed heartily, clearly feigning her annoyance.
    “I tell you what we need.” Vanessa said, gingerly joining Zara on the sofa. Letting out a not so quiet groan even with the slow speed of her movement.
    “What? Zara asked.
    “A night in with lots of alcohol so everyone can forget the last couple of days.” She said, her idea clearly at odds with her bladder unless she was insane, or so Eloise thought.
    “That sounds like a plan.” Zara said excitedly. “Im up for some victory drinks.”
    “Should we ask the others?” Eloise asked, although half the house was now in the room.
    “Guys I…” Allie tried to speak but was interrupted by an excited Kay.
    “No, we should tell the others” Kay said authoritatively, vanessa and Zara pointing at her and agreeing whole heartedly.
    “Ok putting it in the group chat now, no question marks just facts.” Zara said, pulling out her phone and a few moments a series of dings went off in the kitchen.
     
     
    “Where… are… we going Kay?” Allie asked, stopping for a moment to put a hand on her thigh as she all but panted with exertion.
    “I want to go the campus.” Kay replied, her own breathing not too far behind.
    “Are you ok?” Eloise asked, a question she was starting to think was the only thing she could ask given the amount of times she had uttered it lately. But what else was there?
    “Oooh” Allie puffed her cheeks out again. “Man, I’ve never felt like this before. It feels like my insides are vibrating on their own.” Groaning she stood up straight, putting a thumb under the deadly tight jeans she was still forcing herself to wear despite how they all but cut her bladder in too. She had been wearing jogging bottoms for the last couple of days, but given that she was being photographed she had spent more than 10 minutes groaning as she buttoned them up. Eloise spying her lying in the foetal position on her bed through the crack in the door. She was truly suffering, the back of her light green top a shade darker from her burning body.
    10 minutes later they had made it up to the spot where the almost equally bloated Kay was happy. A busy intersection of the university with students milling around them.
    “Really…here?” Allie asked, putting a hand on her chest.
    “Yes here” Kay added, starting to unfold a tripod from her bag while she paced on the spot. Her entire face glistening despite the cool day, her hastily applied makeup already smudging. But she wasn’t the one that was going to be in front of the camera so Eloise doubted she really cared. It was clear something else was on her mind as she moved feverously on the spot, her hands unscrewing the legs.
    “Okay, Okay, Okay” Kay began muttering to herself, now stood behind the camera and visibly shaking. Her eyes glued to the small LCD screen on the back of the camera as she bobed up and down, walking on the spot. Her hand waving around all over the place as she focused down on the task at hand. Each heavy press of the button making the tripod shift slightly.
    “Oh shit” Kay said quietly, her left hand falling between her legs and giving herself a reassuring squeeze for a moment.
    “Ok, im good its set up.” She said, wiping her forehead with the back of her hoodie sleeve.
    “So, you…youi just want me there?” Allie asked, her own legs moving her in small circles, the pair of them attracting a lot of strange glances from the passers by. The two struggling women walking in tiny circles as they battled their enormous bladders demands to finally give them some relief.
    “Yep, just stand there for like two minutes”
    “Two minutes!” Allie said out loud, Eloise unsure if she could manage 2 seconds let alone 120.
    “Yeah”
    “What photo takes two minutes?” Allie said, clearly still upset about this revelation.
    “I want a time lapse; you know you stay still and everyone can move around behind you as a blur.” Kay said hastily as she uneasily waited to click the shutter button.
    “Kay, I don’t know.” Allie said, her eyes pleading with Kay.
    “You can do it, its just two minutes.” Kay smiled at her.
    “I, ok but make it fast.” Allie said.
    “I…ok?” Kay replied, confused by the statement. Two minutes was two minutes, not much she could do about that.
    “Ok, you can do this” Allie said, pumping herself up as she pressed firmly between her clenched thighs.
    “Ready?” Kay asked.
    “As I will ever be” Allie replied, her hands finally leaving her crotch as she took up a somewhat normal pose. Her hands grabbing the student brochure that Kay had hastily given to her as a prop.
    “Ok, now stay as still as possible” Kay said, herself moving non-stop. A loud click indicating that the photo had begun, just 120 seconds.
    “I…..” Allie stuttered almost immediately.
    “You can do it!” Kay shouted in support.
    “I….” Allie stuttered again, her eyes glancing down at her own crotch for a moment.
    “You are doing great, just a little longer.”
    “I…im sorry Kay but I think I’m about to make your photo a little more interesting than you meant it to be.” Allie shuddered, her head turning to look between her legs as the light grey of her jeans suddenly darkened. An explosion of wetness showering out of her clenched thighs, short but fierce bursts of piss showering out of them and darkening patches of her jeans. Strange patterns appearing all over her legs as the spurting continued, a thudding sound could be heard as the rest of her pee poured out behind her legs.
    Groaning she convulsed lightly, new streaks of wetness flowing from her crotch and down the front of her unmoving legs, a shower of wetness that was cascading and running down her legs. The wet patches shining anew as her accident continued to unfold in front of Eloise. The many rivulets spiralling down her legs and leaving trails in Allies clothing. Dripping into the muddy pool that she was making beneath her that was shinning brightly in the mid-day sun as it hung over her, accidently providing the perfect lighting for the ongoing photo of her accident.
    At almost the exact same moment a loud shutter noise signalled the end of the time-lapse, and Allie finished wetting herself. Stood routed to the spot she exhaled deeply “Fuck I needed that.” She laughed, her shoulders sagging forwards. The giant orb that was her bladder completely gone and her drenched jeans now fitting properly.
    “Well I hope you got what you needed because im not giving a repeat performance” She continued looking up at Kay who was now also routed to the spot. Her face bright red and both hands pulling up at her crotch for all she was worth.
    “I…..oooh.” Kay muttered, herself looking only moments from a similar fate as Allie.
    But breathing heavily she managed to pull herself together, “Sorry, I didn’t”…. she trailed off.
    “Yeah don’t worry. I thought I could hold it too.” Allie said clearly disappointed, but taking it far better than Lucy or Summer had.
    “Now can we get out of here, its actually quite cold in these wet jeans now I’m not sweating my balls off in desperation.” She said rather bluntly, the desperate kay just nodding and starting to pack away her things.
    “You better not show that to anyone” Allie said as they made their way down the hill again.
    Eloise had totally forgotten about the photo and now Allie had said that, she couldn’t help but wonder what it looked like. A two-minute time lapse of Allie peeing herself, what would that look like she wondered. Maybe she would have to find a way to get it, or try it herself… what was she thinking. Shaking her head and being repulsed by the weird idea that she would try it at home, what was happening to her thoughts? Where were all these new thoughts coming from, it had to just be because she was surrounded by desperate women that they were coming to her. Hopefully once this was over they would leave her be, although she couldn’t quite shake the feeling that this had always been something she enjoyed. Memories of holding it slightly longer than needed under the guise of studying as her bladder throbbed at the kitchen table. The odd road trip where she would see how long or how far she could go without needing to stop, even asking friends and family members to do the same. Had she always liked this…No it was just this week…it had to be.
     
     
    “Eloise?” Kay said, brining her out of her confused stupor. The pair of them now sat in the kitchen, Kay on the phone with Summer who was at the shop.
    “Yeah sorry?”
    “What drinks do you want?”
    “Oh, do they have any brandy?”
    “Brandy?” Kay lowered an eyebrow at her before nodding and passing on the order. The dark brunette now sitting in the back of the kitchen, her legs tightly crossed and bobbing up and down wildly. She had been there ever since she had barely survived the walk back, the new sitting position clearly helping her maintain her control a little easier.
    “What bout snacks?” Kay asked, her hand over the phone.
    “Don’t mind, crisps, maybe pretzels if they have any?” Eloise replied.
    “Pretzels and Brandy, not quite the night in of drinking I was expecting” Kay joked before a violent shake in her body forced her to frown deeply, a hand steadying herself on her thigh as she leaned forwards a little more. A deep sweat all over her body despite the fact she was barely moving.  Taking a deep breath she put the phone back to her ear and passed on the new order to the group of them at the store.
    “Oh god!” Kay groaned loudly after putting the phone down. Both her hands falling between her clenching and knotted legs, “I don’t know how much longer I can hold this.”
    “What?” Eloise said shocked by her friends openness, her eyes awkwardly meeting hers as she felt her stomach flutter slightly at Kays admission.
    “I don’t know the last time I held this long. Even the end of year test wasn’t this bad.” Kay said looking her in the eyes, causing Eloise to blush and look away.
    “Umm, I mean….you have lasted this long. Its way more than I could manage. Like 10 times as long!” Eloise blurted out, aiming for supportive but ending up a little past that.
    “Yeah, I suppose” Kay said, finally looking down and placing a hand on her heavily distended bladder. The giant protrusion locked tightly shut for over a week now, yet both of them seemed to sense the end was near. But who knew when the classes were to start again, they knew she couldn’t give up. If her or Vanessa did and it turned out the buildings opened the next morning they would be kicking themselves for the rest of the year. They just had to hold out.
     
    A short while later the others arrived noisily through the front door, bottles clinking in the bags they had brought with them. Unpacking them the kitchen counter was covered in all sort of alcohol, bottles and cans of beer covering most it while large vodka bottles towered above the other bottles.
    Admiring their handywork Kay let out a loud sigh, grunting as she reached across for the first bottle. “Its six o’clock somewhere.” She smiled, cracking open the first bottle using the edge of the counter instead of a bottle opener. The others shrugging and joining her with a beer of their own while Eloise checked her watch. It was already 7.15Pm, why did it matter that it was 6pm somewhere else.
    “I will order the Pizza, same as last week?” Zara offered, opening her laptop.
    “Sounds good!” Kay said, raising her bottle. The others joining in a little impromptu toast, taking a sip from their own bottles. Well except Summer who seemed to be in the mood to get things started, downing her entire beer in one go and sighing deeply.
    “Some ones in the mood to party” Lucy joked.
    “Oh, sorry.” Summer said kind of sheepishly, her face blushing as she realised everyone was watching her.
    “No, don’t apologise just let me catch up!” Lucy said enthusiastically as she downed the rest of hers.
    “Well…if everyone else is.” Kay said, lifting her own bottle to her lips and starting to down it. A hand resting on her bladder as she scrunched up her face, forcing the beer down her throat.
    “Come on guys, keep up.” She smiled, her body wobbling slightly as she sat there. Vanessa, Julia and Zara sharing a look before joining in.
    “Well, im on Vodka so I will not be downing that.” Allie joked, unscrewing the top off the first bottle and pouring a little in a cup before downing the shots worth as a show of solidarity.
    “Your turn” Kay said loudly, uncapping the next bottle and pointing at Eloise with it.
    Taking a leaf from Allies book she unscrewed the brandy, pouring a fingers worth into a glass. Taking a deep breath she tipped the glass back feeling the familiar burn but then a weird acidic feeling taking over.
    “Urrgh, what is that?”
    “Its brandy, what you asked for.”
    “That is the worst brandy I have ever had, what is this.” She said inspecting the bottle. “What on earth is a  brandy drink?” she asked out loud, never having seen the words together but sure they were not a sign of quality.
    “Cheap, you’re a student now remember.” Zara joked.
    “True, but I will not be doing any more shots of that.” Eloise said, mixing it with some soda that had been bought as mixer.
    “Ok, lets get this party started!” Zara said enthusiastically, pulling out a box of cards.
    “Not this again, I remember you forcing me to play that like two years ago.” Julia said out loud.
    “Well, it’s a good way of getting to know each other, and then drinking enough to forget it all again.” Zara smiled.
    “Well, sounds fun.” Summer joined in, “what is it though?”
    “Its called first, like spin the bottle. It has a little dial thing you spin like this” she said spinning it, it landing on Vanessa. “Then Vanessa grabs one of the cards which will have a promt on it and you have to answer what your first experience of it was.”
    “Like never have I ever.” Kay said.
    “Never have I ever?” Eloise asked, understanding the game but getting lost with the annology.
    “Its like a game where….” Allie started.
    “Look forget that, lets just play this.” Zara interrupted, before things could get too confusing. “Now grab a drink and Vanessa grab a card.”
    Groaning deeply as she tried to stand to move to the box the others watched her for a moment before she seemingly gave up. “Just slide one over will you?”
    Sliding over a card Vanessa picked it up “It just says broken bone.” She said turning it around.
    “Yeah so you can either take a drink, or tell us what your first broken bone was. Bit of a tame one to start with but they get way more…interesting.”
    “Oh ok, I was Nine and I fell off a Donkey” Vanessa said putting the card down.
    “A donkey, not a horse?” Julia asked, raising an eyebrow.
    “Yeah my neighbour had one and I tried to ride it and well, it didn’t want to be.”
    “Not the only thing you have tried to ride and it not wanting to be.” Lucy chimed in.
    “What does that even mean?” Vanessa said blushing.
    “Oh I don’t know, what about Luke in first year.” Lucy said, her smile only widening as Vanessa clearly understood what she was referring too.
    “You can shut up now!” Vanessa shot back, eyeing her friend.
    “Rejected!” Lucy said loudly.
    “Well that wasn’t even a question but how about you have a go then, lets see what secrets we can unearth on you.” Vanessa countered, pointing to the box of cards.
    “Fine, we don’t need a spinner, lets just go around.” Lucy said, taking out a card before sitting back on her chair. An embarrassed smile coming across her face as she turned around a card that simply read “sex”.
    “Whheeyyy” Vanessa said slightly too enthusiastically as her eyes widened again, her hand flying between her legs. The conversation momentarily distracting her and she had almost paid the price, going off the look of panic creeping across her face.
    “Do try not to wet yourself” Lucy joking shot back but they could all tell she had been moments away from doing just that. Crossing one leg over the other even tighter Vanessa shifted in her seat uncomfortably.
    “Come on then.” Zara said, indicating for Lucy to explain herself.
    “Well, I was 14”
    “14!” Julia and Allie said loudly at the same time.
    “What, loads of people were doing it at that age in my school.” Lucy tried to defend herself.
    “Many of your friends been on that teenage parents tv show?” Zara joked.
    “Well actually…. yes. As in not friends but people from my school.”
    “Oh my god I was joking, but that is amazing.” Zara said. The group laughing and opening the next round of beers.
    Over the next few hours the group went through almost all of the questions and almost all of the beer. It was safe to say that Eloise now knew more about her housemates than she had most other people in her life, and unfortunately they knew far more embarrassing things about her than she had ever told anyone else. She just couldn’t seem to help it, her housemates were just too good at prying things out of her, although she had to admit it felt good to find a group of friends she could trust not to hopefully do anything with the information.
    Although just looking at them, it seemed Zara may have been right about them being too drunk to remember any of it. The girls in particular Summer and Lucy had been pounding back the beers, taking almost an entire crate by themselves at this point.
    Although what had surprised her more was the quantity that Kay and Vanessa were drinking despite their bulging bladders. Kay in particular seemed to be throwing caution to the wind, almost keeping up with Summer and egging people on to drink more and more. Calling out people who didn’t have a drink in their hands from her seat, making Lucy and Zara hand them another.
    “Hey Allie, can you pass me the soda please.” Eloise asked, pouring herself another and unwittingly noticing that almost half the bottle of brandy was gone. At least it wasn’t as strong as what she was use to in France.
    “Sure thing Eloise.” Allie said smiling.
    “Look at you too, thick as thieves over there with your fancy drinks.” An intoxicated Kay said in a mockingly playful way.
    “What we are just being friendly, sheesh.” Allie joked back, handing over the soda.
    “Oooh, Drink friends.” Lucy joked, a chorus of it going around the others leaving Eloise perplexed. A clear look of confusion on her face.
    “Please tell me you have seen inbetweeners?” Zara asked, sitting up in her seat for the first time in a while.
    “Inbetweeners?” Eloise asked.
    “Sorry, im on their side.” Allie said smiling.
    “Quint…quintisssss…..quintessential British comedy show that you have to see.” Summer said, slurring her words slightly.
    “Oooh someone stop her drinks.” Lucy joked.
    “Im fine, just a hard word when you are drunk. Not that I am!” Summer said, pointing an unsteady finger somewhere in the vicinity of Lucy.
    “Looks like that wont be much of an issue anyway.” Julia said, upturning the last crate of beers. “Looks like we are out.”
    “We are out of snacks too” Allie said, her hand grasping a number of empty crisp packets that lay on the kitchen worktop.
    “Well this wont stand!” Summer said, standing quickly and teetering as the blood rushed out of it.
    “That’s not the only thing.” Julia said, standing and helping Summer back into her seat.
    “Ok, booze run, get your orders in now.” Lucy said, downing the rest of her bottle and getting to her feet.
    “Ill come with you, I think I need the air” Allie said.
    “Yeah, im coming too, need more snacks!” Vanessa and Zara joined in.
    Taking their orders the group grabbed some flat shoes and their coats, making a slow amble towards the front door. Clunking behind them it left a slightly awkward silence with just the four of them sitting in the lounge that looked like a bomb had gone off in it.
    Summer broke the silence by starting to giggle to herself for some reason.
    “What’s so funny?” Julia asked
    “I don’t know.” Summer said standing up and tipping remnants of one of her bottles into her waiting mouth.
    “Oh no!” Summer said loudly, wobbling where she stood a hand flying to her stomach.
    “What, are you?” Eloise asked, the blonde going deathly pale in an instant.
    “I…I…Im going to be sick” She said, her eyes wide and the other hand shooting to her mouth. Turning she quickly ran towards the stairs, taking them too at a time and crashing into the shower rooms above them.
    “I better go check on her.” Julia said after a few seconds, grabbing a cup of water and taking it up to Summer. Leaving just Eloise and the groaning Kay in the room.
    From where she was sat Eloise was watching her attentively, the brunette tomboy rocking on the chair she hadn’t left for hours now. A hand deep in the pockets of her jogging bottoms and clearly holding herself as she let out short sharp breaths. Drawing in air through her nose and letting it out of her mouth, she looked almost as if she was mediating in some ways.
    A few minutes passed as Eloise kept waiting for Julia to come back, unsure of what to say to Kay but unable to take her eyes off her and her giant bladder. Kay had been quiet for the last few hours, actively taking part in the game until her bladder seemingly made that impossible. The other trying to include her but only getting single word answers or her choosing to drink as a response. She was on the very edges of control, and the few braincells the beer had left her with were otherwise occupied.
    “Oooh, no, no , no , no ,no” Kay muttered to herself as she rocked on the kitchen chair, the first thing she had said for almost 45 minutes.  Her eyes were fixed on a point in front of her as she struggled for control. The night of heavy drinking making her quiver in desperation. Now with just her and Eloise in the room her heavy breathing, pants and groans were too loud for the French girl block out.
    “OOOoffff” Kay groaned again as she pivoted her hips to apply more pressure on her hand that was gripping herself between her legs. The other joining it on the outside of her trousers, her short nails digging into the fabric of her trousers as she squeezed her legs tightly.
    “I can…” Kay said breathlessly to no one.
    “Just a little longer and….” Her brain tried again, unable to finish its sentences as her bloated and bulging bladder quivered inside her. Sweat was pouring off her brow now, her neck muscles twitching and taught as she grunted much louder this time.
    “Ooofff fuck” she groaned hoarsely, her head tilting back and eyes scrunching closed. Eloise watched on, unable to look away as her own legs pressed against each other, her heart beating faster as she felt her body becoming hot. She was sure Kay was reaching her limits, limits she had seen her pass 12 hours ago when they were outside with Allie. The memories of Allies slow laboured accident unfolding in her mind, this time joined with Kay.
    “No, no, no, no….”The woman in front of her panted, her body constantly shaking now.
    “ooooOOOHHHFFF” Kay groaned again but this was the final moment as she finally lost control, her jogging bottoms darkening as a flood of pee hissed out of her. Overflowing the chair in an instant it created a noisy waterfall off onto the kitchen floor of it as Kay continued to breath heavily. Her hips starting to gyrate against the chair as she panted, almost thrusting forward causing wave after wave of her hot pee to fall from the chair, heavily splattering against the floor. The enormous bulge in her abdomen barely even shirking as the litres of pee burst out of her, she had pushed it hours longer than she had before. Pushing her limits to new hights as she had not only forced it to wait but ruthlessly filled it over the last few hours.
    Continuing for almost 20 seconds Kay’s eyes were closed, her hips moving as she panted, only Eloise witnessing the display that was making her a little light headed. She had been denying what she had been feeling as she watched her friends get more and more desperate, but this intimate almost voyeuristic view of Kay wetting herself was too much. Her heart fluttered violently as her breath caught in her chest, eyes glued to the glistening crotch of her friend that continued press itself into the chair. The ocean of pee within Kay now flowing freely through the darkened and saturated cotton. It felt as if it was almost like her sexual awakening, a lightbulb turning on in her mind, she was into this and she could deny it no longer as she let out a quiet whimper.
    Kay finally opened her eyes. The two of them accidently locking eyes and blushing madly, both caught out enjoying what was going on.
    “Im sorry…” Eloise stuttered madly averting her gaze and staring at the floor, but even out of the corner of her vision she could see Kay’s puddle slowly advancing across the floor towards her.
    “Oh god” Kay said again, her voice several octaves lower than normal. The loud splashing telling Eloise her hips were still moving. “I forgot how good this felt.” Kay announced, with no sense of embarrassment.
    “I….uh” Eloise looked up, finding that Kay was still watching her.
    “I thought so” Kay started, smiling broadly before her eyes rolled back in her head for a moment.
    “don’t worry, you would be surprised…Surprised by how many people…Pee, people are into this, especially at this place…Just don’t get any ideas” Kay smiled for a moment before her body doubled over and caused her to visibly wince. Her overfilled bladder clearly still sending painful signals through her body even as it relaxed.
    “I…really?” Eloise replied sheepishly. She hadn’t even considered it to be a thing someone could be into, but she couldn’t deny her own feelings on the matter.
    Holding up two fingers as if to tell her to wait a minute Kay put her hand on her thigh. Leaning forwards she closed her eyes, the river of urine still flowing out of her and onto the floor beneath the thankfully wooden chair. She looked lost in her own world once again, the only sounds the hiss through her sodden underwear and the drumming of the streams onto the floor. For more than two minutes Eloise stood there, unsure of what to do but enjoying the sight of the red faced kay wetting herself.
    Finally she finished, letting out a long sigh Kay shivered violently in her seat for a few moments. Opening her eyes she locked them with the awkward looking Eloise.
    “Lets just not tell anyone about this though” She said breathlessly.
    “Wont they notice the…”
    “No, about the…enjoying it” Kay smiled, her face relaxed for the first time in days.
    “But I thought you said…”
    “Look a lot of people enjoy it, but its not really a talked about thing. Given the emphasis on holding at this university, enjoying losing control is probably as taboo as you can get around her.”
    “Oh ok” Eloise said.
    “But don’t get me wrong, I think a lot of people still enjoy it. But just don’t go around talking about it, and you can never know who does and doesn’t like it. Some people can be freaked out about it, I’m sure even yourself last week would have been if I had just squatted in the middle of the kitchen.”
    “I…Yeah, thank you.” Eloise replied, still not quite able to look her friend in the eye after the intimate moment.
    “No problem, but if I can stand, we should probably clean this mess up before it ruins the floor” Kay said smiling and looking down at the giant puddle she had created fondly.
     
     
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    Markj9494 got a reaction from watchinghold in Holders of Iron House   
    Chapter 5: Cost of Composure
    “We lost one” The same woman said, a hint of nervousness in her voice for the first time as she spoke into the dimly lit room once again.
    “A member of Iron house?” came the perfectly calm reply.
    “I’m afraid so. It was the one that was dosed instead of the first year.”
    “A feat to last as long as she had given the circumstances.” Came the impressed sounding reply, the first sign of emotion from the woman standing at her bookshelf.
    “The device recorded a volume above her previous record, suggesting that despite the lack of holds she has done recently and today’s events, she may be a good candidate.”
    “Even though so many are beating her?”
    “Its true many students are out holding her in length, but I doubt many will reach the same volume. I still think it’s worth keeping her in the running even though she didn’t make the 150 hour mark that we expected her too.”
    “Good, I didn’t put her with the others in Iron house for nothing...”
     
    That Night Eloise couldn’t help but dream about what she had seen, images of Lucy’s accident plaquing her dreams as the events of the day played themselves out again and again. A mix of guilt and fascination fuelling the dreams of the sometimes even larger than life accident she had witnessed. Again and again the desperate Lucy would plead or beg with her to let her use a toilet, asking her why she hadn’t said anything about the diuretics in the beer she had drunk. Yet each time Eloise stayed silent, her heart beating rapidly as she watched it unfold one more time, each wetting more exciting that the last, the anticipation making her hunger for the moment of loss.
    Now she found herself under a giant Lucy, her booming voice calling to her.
    “Is this what you wanted, is that what you hoped for” She said, before the giant woman let lose a torrent of liquid above her as it fell towards her in slow motion. Eloise almost cried out raising her hands above her face before the gigantic droplets hit her.
    “Hhhye huuu…what?” Eloise jolted awake, her hair matted to her face with sweat as she felt her clothes sticking to her.
    “What the fuck was that” she whispered to herself, the memories of the dreams not fading away as they usually did. Blinking her eyes a few times she adjusted back to the real world, still slightly weirded out by the dreams as her heart beat in her chest.
     
    As they sat around the table that morning the tension in the room was palpable, the women around her unable to stop the occasional grunt or groan escape their lips while easting their cereal. An otherwise ordinary task that seemed to be causing a ludicrous level of exertion for her house mates. Their bladders had truly been pushed to their maximum capacity, a fact that now one of them had lost control was starting to sink in. But despite that, it seemed none of them were making any moves to make life easier for themselves. Their training, pride and infallible belief in themselves overriding any rational thoughts, even as they winced in discomfort.
    Unable to take the silence Eloise tried to think of something to say, the constant tapping of Summers and Julia’s feet on the vinyl floor making it more difficult. “So what are you guys planning on doing today?” She asked.
    “Not sure” Lucy said, her legs still but shoulders sagged. It was clear to everyone she was feeling down about what had happened, it would probably be worth thinking of something to do together to cheer her up Eloise thought to herself.
    “I’ve got to prepare for the gymnastics performance tomorrow. So I will be at the gym all afternoon.” Zara said before noisily slurping her milk from her spoon. “Yeah im going with her to see if I can help” Vanessa added before taking a large sip of orange juice. The only one other than Eloise to have a large drink on the table as well.
    Wait, Zara was still planning on doing her routine? Eloise couldn’t imagine what it must feel like or the strength it must take to do it without exploding everywhere. If that simple twist had been enough to cause her discomfort yesterday, what must a flip through the air do. But there it was again, the sense of anticipation or excitement to know these women’s limits.
    “I have work” Summer said matter of factly, standing slowly to place her bowl in the sink. Her tight black work trousers clearly digging into her bladder. The zip partially undone at the top as they struggled to accommodate her bladders size.
    “Im heading to the library, going to see if I can get some more….” Julia winced visibly, her eyes closing and lips pursing as she stifled a groan. “More prep in for the test” She finished, her voice wavering.
    “Mind if I come with you?” Eloise asked, “I think I should probably start on that reading list”
    “Sure thing. Will be nice to have some company.” Julia replied.
    “What about you guys?” She asked, looking at Kay and Allie who sat cross legged on the sofa next to them. Their dangling feet wiggling as almost a mirror image of one another.
    “Not sure” Kay replied, “Might order a pizza later.”
    “Not really an activity.” Allie joked. “But no I don’t have any real plans either. I do have to do my laundry though”
    “Since we don’t have any plans, why don’t we all go out for lunch?” Vanessa suggested to the room.
    “No fair!” Summer said, sliding her water bottle into her work bag.
    “Your place serves food right, any chance you can get a break to join us for a bit if we come to you?” Allie asked.
    “Oh maybe!” Summer said happily.
    “Can we make it brunch rather than Lunch. I don’t want to be too late to the gym.” Zara said.
    “Sure thing” Vanessa agreed, none of the others voicing a concern.
    “Anyway I have got to get to work, text me the details” Summer said, slinging her bag over her shoulder and wincing slightly as it made contact with her abdomen. Despite hitting her in the back, it seemed that any pressure anywhere caused her more discomfort.
     
     
    “We told Summer 11 and its five past.” Lucy said as they walked up the road. Now unencumbered, her movements had returned to a more normal pace. But with the others still struggling they were walking considerably slower than they had been before today. Not that Eloise could blame them as she walked beside them, occasionally sneaking glances at their mammoth bladders that continued to fascinate her. Academically she had read about super holders, but until now she had never met anyone who came close to the medical oddities or extreme cases in those texts. Thinking back to what Allie had said some days ago, it was really no surprise that companies would be head hunting her house mates if they were capable of such feats.
    “Its just 5 minutes” Kay said, her face a little more red than usual.
    “If Julia hadn’t forgotten her work book and gone back for it we might have made it on time.” Vanessa said, slightly annoyed.
    “I’m sorry I was a little distracted.” Julia admitted, a hand deep in the pockets of her tightly fitting trousers and making Eloise wonder if she was actually holding herself as the group walked along.
    “That only took like 2 minutes anyway” Allie responded, siding with Julia. “It was Zara on the phone before we left.” She finished, pointing the finger at yet another of the group. The tensions flaring as they each battled their own bodies which were clearly causing them more than a little irritation or short temper.
    “Guys its fine, I am sure Summer will understand.” Eloise said, trying to broker a truce but only succeeding in causing a now awkward silence between them all as they continued walking uneasily. The only sounds the heavy breathing and panting of her bloated housemates, added to by the occasional groan and grimace as pulses raced through their full bodies.
    As they walked through the campus and approached the coffee shop Eloise was becoming aware of a number of looks from those they passed. Passers-by watching the parade of desperate women, some with envy of their skills and others with jealousy that made them want to see them all reach their final limits. Although a couple seemed to be sporting similar bulges, their own faces wracked with desperation and pain. It seemed that her house mates were not the only ones still holding and suffering for it, the universities prowess making many more push themselves to their absolute limits.
    Entering the coffee shop they found themselves a large table, her friends grunting as they forced themselves to sit down. Visibly sighing and taking a few moments to recover from their walk, some resting a hand on or giving their crotch a little squeeze for the extra reassurance. It was clear they were all at their wits end.
    “Hey guys, I couldn’t get a break right now but I will be with you in like 15 minutes.” Summer said, approaching the table and standing with her legs tightly crossed. The pose doing nothing to hide her bladders prominence.
    “Do you want us to wait for you?” Eloise asked, trying to look her friend in the eyes and not just stare at her abdomen.
    “No, if we order now it will probably take 10 – 15 minutes anyway which should be when I get a break.”
    “Ok that sounds good.” Eloise replied.
    “What can I get for you?” Summer said, giving her best customer service smile. But the twitching at the edges of her smile combined with the furrowing in her brow somewhat broke the surface level of composure she was displaying.
    “Can I get the chilli Jacket potato” Eloise replied, going for a slightly heavier lunch to get her energy up for a long night of studying.
    “Sure thing and to dr…drink?”
    “I’ll have a black tea if you do that?”
    “Ok, whose next?” Summer said, her pencil finishing Eloise’s order as she looked up expecting for someone to speak. But instead it seemed they were all to preoccupied, their eyes staring down at the menu’s but none of them taking anything in. Summer herself was standing waiting, her thighs rubbing against each other as she tried to look as composed as possible.
    “Julia?” She asked, the direct question snapping the black-haired woman out of it.
    “Im sorry, im not really hungry now I think about it.” She said shifting uncomfortably.
    “Come on, I thought we were eating together, I convinced my boss to let me give you guys a discount.” Summer said, clearly a little annoyed.
    “Ok, I think I will just have a cheese and tomato panini” She said, choosing a lighter option from the menu.
    “Yeah that sounds good” A couple of the others joined in and soon the orders were taken.
    About 15 minutes later a slightly stressed looking Summer brough over the tables food and joined them as they began to eat, making small talk and mainly listening to Zara talk about her performance tomorrow. Eloise was taken aback by how she spoke, sounding either oblivious of her current condition or possessing a superhuman willpower that would allow her to perform her ordinarily taxing routine with a full bladder. Either way Eloise was not going to miss it tomorrow.
    She was also happy to see that despite the tumultuous start to lunch things seemed to have calmed down a little. Their desperation still obvious but they were at least talking to each other.
    “Summer, breaks over” A older woman announced to her from the till about an hour later. The blonde letting out a loud sigh as she stood uneasily, pressing her legs together tightly before grabbing up the plates they had eaten from and walking back towards the shop front.
    “Yeah I should probably head off to the gym.” Zara said, adjusting herself in her seat slightly.
    “And I guess we should go to the Library?” Eloise added in the direction of Julia who had once again been far more quiet than was usual for even her. Getting a nod she stood up quickly, looking over at Julia who seemed to be having second thoughts about standing. Her hand resting on the table for a moment as she remained firmly in her seat, before finally and with a loud grunt she pushed herself up from it. Her eyes scrunching closed and lips pursing together to stop any more noises escaping.
     
    Arriving at the library Eloise was impressed by the sheer size of it. The old brickwork building at least six stories high, busts and statues adorning the outside of the classic building. Since moving to England she had missed the old European architecture that she had grown to consider normal to her home, the large town she grew up in was full of the French equivalent. Just looking at it made her heart feel a little fuller, a little closer to home.
    “This place looks amazing!” she said,
    “You haven’t seen the inside” Julia smiled, a hand once again deep in her pocket as the pair walked slowly along.
    But she was right, entering the front door they found themselves in a large dome roofed section, sunlight beaming down through the centre, with the floors of books above them.
    “So we should probably start on the fourth floor, its where a lot of the main study books you will need for first year are. The place uses the dewy decimal system, so if you go up to one of the computers you can search for books by name and they will give you the number. Then just follow the numbers to the right area.”
    “Ok thank you!” Eloise said, glancing over at the computers.
    “Uh…” Julia groaned again, bending over where she stood. “Lets take the lift to the sixth and I’ll point out a couple of books that might be useful.”
    “Sure thing.”
     
    “I used that a lot in first year” Julia said, pausing and taking out another book. Putting it into the heavily ladened arms of Eloise who was starting to struggle with the weight. The dozen books from the reading list and Julia’s recommendations feeling like a lead weight.
    “I….uh……uh” Julia suddenly breathed out heavily, doubling over slightly again.
    “Are you ok?”
    “Yeah I am fine”, Julia said panting slightly. Bracing herself on a book case for a moment she seemed to regain her composure as she stared at the floor.
    “I think that should do for now, why...why don’t we find somewhere to sit and study.”
    Taking faltering steps for differing reasons the duo walked around the book cases and to a small desk and chairs situated near the corner of the building. A secluded and quiet spot for them to study with no distractions.
    Sitting down Julia grimaced as her rear met the seat, the change of posture not helping the full woman’s bladder. But despite this, a moment later she pulled a large 6 pack of energy drinks from her bag and placed them on the table. Pulling the first one out and cracking it open and beginning to sip from it. Taking a seat next to her Eloise could already see her friends legs beginning to vibrate under the desk. Julia’s left hand resting on her thigh as it moved up and down at a breakneck pace.
    It was difficult to concentrate with her friend moving so erratically next to her, occasionally gasping or grunting, but somehow Eloise managed to get pulled into her studying. Taking notes on the history and world cultures of Urology. It was a fascinating subject that really captured her interest, she had always been interested in how different people and cultures viewed it. She couldn’t help but smile sub-consciously as she took her notes, she was living her dream of being at one of the most prestigious universities and learning about something she truly loved. What more could she have wished for!
    She stayed in this revere for hours, although to her they felt like minutes. Her mind completely occupied by her studying, until a loud groan caught her attention. Somehow, she had almost forgotten about her friend sitting next to her, but as she looked over she could see Julia doubled over in her seat. Her eyes were closed and she was bent over so far her head was almost making contact with the desk. Beads of sweat were forming and running down the sides of her pale face, falling onto the notebook she had beneath her.
    “ooohhhh” She groaned again, her body shaking violently and causing her glasses to slip from her face and clunk onto the desk. The close proximity of her face probably saving them from any damage. The loud noise making Julia open her eyes and straighten slightly. A shaky hand reaching for her glasses and putting them back on.
    “Are you sure your ok?” Eloise asked again even though it was clear she wasn’t.
    “why does it have to be so hot in here. Its making me sweat and my glasses keep sliding down my nose.” Julia responded, ignoring the real point of the question. Even opening another energy drink and taking a sip, it seemed like the more of them she drank the quicker she drank. A vicious circle that Eloise was sure wasn’t helping her, because the room wasn’t hot in the slightest. In fact Eloise she could feel a distinct chill in the area, the old building apparently not having much in the way of heating.
    But after watching her friend try to go back to studying she did the same, occasionally glancing at Julia who was now breathing loudly through her nose. The constant unerring noise coming from her making it slightly harder than before to concentrate.
    But soon the heavy breathing stopped from her nose and looking over Eloise could see Julia biting the hemline to her shirt as she pulled it up in anguish, her legs continuing to jig ferociously where she sat. The nervous behaviour pulling her top up and revealing her massively distended bladder that seemed to be shaking on its own. Pulses and ripples racing across the surface of her skin and flapping the fabric of her shirt. The hem line of her Khaki trousers pressing viciously into it, a thick and painful red line easy to see on her white skin.
    But somehow it seemed the woman sat next to her was able to push the thoughts of desperation from her mind and take notes from the book she was reading. A task that Eloise was unsure she would be able to in similar circumstances. Even now she could feel a distinct fullness in her own bladder having not relieved herself since the morning. Although as she thought about it she realised she hadn’t drunk that much, her water bottle only half empty.
    Taking a long sip from her bottle she Eloise noticed Julia’s frantic movements stop for a moment, the black haired woman’s her eyes widening as she let out a couple of deep rapid breaths. Another pulse raced around her body as she let out short pained breaths.
    “Oh…” Julia said quietly as if she was surprised by something, her eyes still wide and twitching for a moment before a loud splattering noise drew the attention of Eloise.
    A waterfall of pee was draining off every side of the fabric chair that glistened brightly as Julia began to wet herself. A loud hissing noise escaping as what must have been a heavily pressurised stream burst through her defences, spraying noisily into her pants and instantly saturating them. The navy material hiding much of the damage, but the backs of her legs becoming obviously wet. Streams rained from where her knees bent over the chairs while a wide waterfall fell from behind her and off the back of the chair. A large puddle instantly forming under her as she gazed forwards, her eyes still twitching but not changing any emotion.
    Eloise couldn’t believe what she was seeing, Julia was completely wetting herself in the library. Despite the copious signs of desperation through the day and even the last couple of days, the sudden loss and lack of emotion had caught her by surprise. As was the size of the slightly yellow puddle, a faint sweet small emanating from Julia’s piss that she could only assume was the effect of the can after can of energy drinks Julia had forced into her still emptying bladder.
    For more than three minutes pee rained down off the chair, the ever-expanding puddle spreading out in all directions from the chair on the level and waxed floor. The chair itself was completely sodden as were her trousers and shoes. Urine pooled against her skin, racing down her legs and overflowing her converse shoes, the light grey turning a saturated dark grey all over as even the shoe laces seemed to be soaking up Julia’s accident.
    Finally the loud splattering streams had finished, the quiet drips from the chair the only sound in their corner of the library. A silence that seemed to last forever came over them, Julia still staring forwards in disbelief, like a deer in the headlights of a car.
    “I….I thought I could hold it.” Julia said, her eyes blinking as she finally moved her head to look down at her saturated trousers and the puddle beneath her. “I haven’t lost control like this since…. I cant believe I just wet myself.” She said, her shoulders sagging as her body started to unwind itself from the knots she had tied it in to keep her bladder contained.
    “I….” Eloise said, at a loss for words, still staring at the mesmerising drops of Julia’s pee as they splashed into the giant puddle. Ripples radiating out in a symmetrical pattern as her puddle continued to spread.
    “I need to go and get changed.” Julia said standing, a sudden loud splattering noise making Eloise wince slightly as the pee caught between her friends legs fell to join the rest of it on the floor.
    The walk back was quiet, Eloise could tell Julia was embarrassed and didn’t want to talk about it. If it had been anyone else they might have gotten away with no one noticing. But given the sudden disappearance of the giant bulge sticking out of her, she was sure the others in her house would all realise what had happened when they saw her, even if they didn’t see the mess she had made of her clothes. Even now as they approached the house drips were still falling from Julia’s clothes, such was the amount they had tried to absorb.
     
    She was right though, the others had all been shocked to see her in such a state. Many of them in the hallway chatting when the wet Julia had returned moments after Zara and Vanessa. It was clear they were shocked and a little shaken by another of the house losing control of their body, but neither said anything. Assuming like Eloise that silence was the best option, for Julia’s sake they were pretending that nothing had happened. But something most certainly had.
     
    The morning sun was barely above the horizon and her room was still largely shrouded in darkness when Eloise woke the next day. Most of the time if she woke this early she would fall back to sleep, but for some reason the last few days she had been waking with an immense sense of excitement about what the day would bring. Maybe that was just what being at university was like.
    Getting up she turned on her laptop, browsing social media and checking the university news. It seemed like despite not having classes everything else was carrying on like normal at the university. The only thing that caught her eye was a headline saying they were currently investigating a possible water leak on the sixth floor of the library and that electronics in a certain corner were disabled for safety.
    Hearing slow and heavy footsteps walk past her room and the clunk of the door she figured it was probably time to get some breakfast. Walking towards the kitchen a few minutes later she could already hear the soft grunts and groans emanating from two of her housemates. Vanessa was stood by the counter making some toast as she bounced on double crossed legs. Her long muscular legs allowing her the strange added benefit of tying themselves in multiple knots. The mundane task of buttering her toast causing her to breath heavily and grunt with exertion from time to time.
    At the Table Summer was doing something similar, leaning back in her chair to give her giant bladder extra room. The force of her vibrating legs causing her entire body to shake as she tried to spoon cereal into her mouth from a great distance. Drops of milk falling from the shaking spoon that she was staring at intently, using all of her brain power to try and guide it to her mouth without losing its contents all over the table or herself. Every few seconds that passed she would shiver strongly, a grunt escaping twitching mouth as her overburdened bladder made its presence known.   
    “Hey, how are you guys doing?” Eloise asked, a greeting but also hoping for a little bit more.
    “Morning” Vanessa said, grimacing slightly as she twisted to greet her.
    “Hi, im doing good thanks.” Summer said, her sweaty and twitching face suggesting the opposite.
    “Good.” Eloise smiled, slightly saddened by the short replied but given the energy it must me taking them both to contain their bladders she couldn’t really fault them for not being talkative.
    “Was it Zara that just left, she nervous about later?”
    “No I don’t think so.” Summer replied.
    “Although she might need to be.” Vanessa added casually.
    “What do you mean?”
    “I mean, come on im not the only one to notice how much trouble she is having sitting still let alone jumping around.”
    “Vanessa!” Summer said, surprised. “Like you can say anything” she added.
    “What! Look we all need to go and im not saying I would be able to hold it doing her routine either. but I know the rest of us can control ourselves until the main block opens up.”
    Just looking at the pair of them squirming even as they talked about it made Eloise start to doubt that sentence. Although they had held it far longer than anything, she would have thought possible. So despite their clear signs of desperation, perhaps their confidence was well founded.
    “I would have thought the same about Julia and Lucy thought.” Summer said quietly, her friend’s accidents clearly playing on her mind as another powerful pulse or shiver seemed to race around her body.
    “What about me?” Julia said, walking into the kitchen to join them. A heavy bag on her shoulder and giant coffee cup in her hand that she emptied the dregs from and began to make a fresh batch.
    “Oh, we were just wondering If you and Lucy were coming to Zara’s performance later.” Vanessa said quickly as she turned around, her face grimacing once again and reminding Eloise of Zara the day before. Vanessas skin flushing red either from exertion or from almost being caught talking about Julia’s accident. While they might have all been open and talked about their need to pee earlier in the week, their friend’s loss of control still seemed to be a possible sore spot for them. Unsurprising given their status around the campus as some of the best holders.
    “Oh yeah sure, I wouldn’t miss it!” Julia said happily, fishing out two six packs of energy drinks and sliding them into her bag along with two large water bottles and the coffee cup. It seemed that despite her accident just a few hours earlier, the black-haired woman was taking no note of it. Going straight back to drinking copious amounts of liquid and making Eloise wonder if it had even had any impact on her. Lucy for her part had seemed dejected since her accident, although being the first may have only increased the humiliation she felt.
    “Im going to head to the Library again and then will meet up with you guys there.” Julia said, zipping up her bag.
    Behind them the front door opened loudly, hurried footsteps approaching them.
    “Guys!” An out of breath Zara said, leaning heavily on the doorframe with her hand as she doubled over. Panting heavily she tried to catch her breath, her chest and entire body heaving up and down as she groaned and scrunched up her face from discomfort. But given what Eloise was seeing it was really no wonder she was so uncomfortable.
    Now dressed in a skin tight leotard Zara’s bladder bulge seemed to have grown several inches. The heavy growth in her abdomen making it look like she had put on at least 20 pounds, the expanding organ now almost shrink wrapped by the lycra gym wear that must have been torture on her. The stylishly tie dye and ordinarily tight-fitting clothes stretched to their limits and pressing against her mercilessly.
    “Does anyone have any idea how to use this?” she asked, shakily holding up and old cassette tape.
    “What?” Vanessa asked, Eloise noticing her friends eyes glancing every few seconds at the pronounced bladder bulge on their mutual housemate. At least it wasn’t just her, although it was definitely hard to miss.
    “The stupid sound system doesn’t work with my phone. The only option is this thing.”
    “You hadn’t tried using the sound system till right now?” Summer asked.
    “No, now can someone please tell me they know how to put music on this thing?”
    “I do” Eloise said, for some reason holding her hand up slightly.
    “Awesome, you are my new best friend now please we have like 4 hours!” Zara pleaded.
    “Sure thing, we just have to find a track player. They might have one in the computer labs?”
    “Those are in the teaching blocks” Vanessa pointed out.
    “Fuck!” Zara swore loudly, curtsying slightly and pressing her now crossed thighs slightly harder against each other.
    “The might be one in the Library” Julia said.
    “Ok lets go!” Zara said, turning and storming off towards the front door with a surprising turn of speed given her current situation.
    Grabbing her coat on the way past her room the pair of them soon made it to the library and with the help of a slightly bemused looking receptionist pointed them towards the room they needed. With the help of Eloise and a couple of youtube videos they managed to convert her music track from her phone, onto a computer, onto a cd and then finally onto the cassette. A lengthy process that saw the gymnast vibrate around the room as she waited impatiently for it to finish up.
    Now with the cassette in hand they rushed back over to the gym with a little over an hour before the start of the competition. Moving to the booth they handed the girl behind the sound system the cassette and a few moments later they could both breath in relief as Zara’s song started playing over the gym speakers.
    “Thank god” Zara said, doubling over and putting a hand on her thigh she breathed out heavily.
    “Oooh does someone need to pee” A mocking tone came from behind them.
    “I should have guessed you would be here Bethany” Zara said, her eyes narrowing.
    “Looks like someone could use a bathroom. You look positively bursting” The leggy blonde said gleefully.
    “Well, looks like someone isn’t capable of holding it at all. I bet you scurried off somewhere to pee like a little child. How many times have you gone, four, five?” Zara said, a new fire burning in her eyes.
    “Hmmmf” Bethany scoffed, dismissing the claims but it was clear to Eloise that Zara had hit a chord.
    “It doesn’t matter…I’ve just been focused on winning this contest, something im sure you wont be doing looking like that” She said, pointing at Zara’s bulging bladder.
    “I will win this and keep control of my bladder.” Zara shot back, the pair of them trading insults and making Eloise feel a little awkward.
    “Really, well remember to stay hydrated” Bethany said, a smirk on her face as she grabbed her water bottle and held it above her mouth. Squeezing it she noisily drank the water as it squirted into her mouth, an audible rushing noise making the edges of Zara’s eyes twitch and her foot begin to fidget despite her best efforts to remain still.
    Finishing her bottle Zara’s apparent rival smirked again. “Looking a little hot and bothered there Za-za”
    “Just make sure you remember to pee before you start, that looked like a lot of water for someone like you.” Zara said, stuttering slightly but the comment making Bethany narrow her eyes. The two fierce competitors locking eyes for a few moments before Bethany turned and walked away, flicking her hair over her shoulder.  
    “What was that about?” Eloise asked.
    “Oh its just her. She is just upset because we use to be in the same leagues in most things in first year. But I’ve progressed and she is still stuck down at the bottom, I’ve even heard she failed the end of year 2 test and had to get remedial catch up lectures to help her.”
    “Is that all it is?” Eloise asked, their rivalry seemingly too big for just that.
    “Yeah, as far as I know anyway. I cant think of anything else.” Zara said shrugging.
    A buzz from her pocket made Eloise pull out her phone and as she opened the text message from Summer her heart skipped a beat.
    “Hey Eloise. Sorry to ask you but are you at home, would you be able to bring me some new trousers to the coffee shop.”
    Had she wet herself at work? A strange sense of sadness and missing out swept over her, making Eloise realise she had apparently been looking forward to seeing her friends hold on as much as possible. Now to have missed the final hours of Summers struggle she felt like she had lost an opportunity to witness something amazing.
    “What wrong?” Zara asked.
    “Oh…nothing. Sorry Summers just asked me to grab something for her.”
    “She is always forgetting something.” Zara smiled.
    “Yeah, are you going to be ok here?” Eloise asked
    “Yeah, I’ll be fine now, thanks.”
     
    luckily the gym wasn’t too far away from the house and less than 15 minutes later Eloise was walking up the road carrying a pair of her housemates work trousers in a small bag.  Her heart starting to beat faster the closer she got to the coffee shop and as she walked in she couldn’t help but look around for any signs of Summers accident. It had to have been over 20 minutes ago, but maybe there would be a wet floor sign, a mop and bucket, something.
    But as she looked around she was happy to see that while there was no sign of an accident, it was because Summer was still holding. Her friend currently tending to a table, her massive bladder bulge and shaking legs indicating that Eloise had in fact not missed anything.
    Looking up Summer caught sight of her, giving a weak wave and half-hearted smile the blonde pointed towards the staff only door that she was then led through.
    “Here you go, everything ok?” Eloise asked, now wondering why her friend had asked for spare trousers.
    “Yeah” Summer said breathlessly, her legs continuing to walk on the spot as she stood there. “The stupid button popped off” she said and looking down at the waist of her trousers it was no surprise given how much her bladder was poking out of her. “Had to use a safety pin, but I didn’t know if it would hold up either. You are a life saver”
    “No problem, you want me to wait for your shift to be over. Can head up to the gym together?” Eloise offered.
    “Yeah that sounds nice. Should only be about 30 minutes, I’ll get you a free tea while you wait. It’s the least I can do…but if you wouldn’t mind?” Summer said, her hands holding up her unbuckled trousers.
    “Yeah sorry” Eloise said, leaving her friend to get changed.
    A couple of minutes later Summer reappeared, her face much redder than it had been, her lips pursed as she looked like she was trying even harder not to let out a groan as she walked by. The new trousers apparently slightly tighter than the last and given the fraying fabric they were only just holding on too.
    Sipping her tea she watched Summer serve the tables for the next 25 minutes, each moment that passed making her look more and more desperate. She would try her best when serving the customers to act normal, but she was so far past normal it was impossible to hide it from them. Whenever she thought she was out of sight she would grab her crotch, squeezing it in a vice like grip as she held on for dear life. Her frantic typing and distracted serving leading to more than a couple of errors that she would have to painstakingly correct. Her attention and brainpower being taken away from her hold and put back where it should have been and correctly serving the customers.
    But despite appearances of being moments from exploding all over the shop Summer managed to make it to the end of her shift 40 minutes later. Disappearing hurriedly into the staff room once again, the swinging door revealing just enough of the room that Eloise peeked her start to desperately dance around the room with both her hands buried in her crotch for a few moments before is closed.
    Re-emerging summer was suddenly dressed in a light blue polo dress, although the typical thin waistband was currently being pushed out and turning the straight edged dress into something else entirely. The short length of it being made even shorter by the extra size of her bladder as the form fitting dress was forced to go around the large addition to her abdomen.
    “Should we go, don’t want to be late?” Summer said uneasily, her exposed knees knocking together where she stood.
     
    Meeting up with the others they had all taken their seats in one of the large metal stands that had been built for spectators. Heavy base music filled the air as the gymnasts stretched and prepared on the large floor mat, the group of them waving at Zara as she awkwardly stretched. Eloise hoping her housemate wouldn’t hurt herself by doing her routine while that full of liquid.
    Thankfully she didn’t have long to wait, Zara was the third contestant up for her event in the bar vault. She was following her rival Bethany who had managed to score an impressive 32/40. Her tight corkscrew jump off the springboard pleasing the crowd and judge.
    As her music started Zara rocked at the start of her run up, even from the stands it was easy to see the sweat gathering on her even before her first run. Breathing heavily Zara started down the mats, her face grimacing with every heavy and slightly off rhythm step. Jumping onto the springboard she twisted her body, tucking up her knees and grunting loudly. Landing on her feet she let out a sharp shout, groaning as she fell to one knee. Her hands firmly between her legs for a moment before the buzzer sounded and she looked up. Her run had been disqualified and looking to her left she could see why, as she had fallen to her knee she was landed outside the yellow landing area, her body crossing the thick red lines that marked their boundary. Puffing out her cheeks she remained in the crouched position for a few seconds longer before taking her place at the start for her second run.
    Charging down the mat again she flipped forwards once more, catapulting off the board and into the air where she began to rotate, another loud groan escaping her as she forced her giant bladder to twist inside her. Managing two full rotations with her head just above the beam she readjusted herself to land on her feet but again she was forced to double over. The boom of her feet loud enough to hear over the music, a heavy landing that jostled everything inside her. Even from the stands they could all she her grimace, her hands going between her legs again as she fell to her knees again. But no buzzer sounded this time, she had fallen to her knees within the lines. But such a bad landing was sure to hurt her score even if it was legal.
    Watching Zara walk back to the starting run Eloise could tell she was annoyed, kicking her water bottle across from her and earning her a warning from the umpire.
    The scores, 2.5, 3.0, 2.0, 2.0.
    9.5 the lowest of the competition so far.
    Taking her place back at the start Zara was shaking her arms and her head, before it hung still looking down and then at the celling with her eyes closed. As the music started she put a foot forward rocking backwards and forwards a couple of times before sprinting down the runway. Her strides seemed more powerful this time, her legs extending more as she jumped to the springboard. Landing for a moment she launched into the air, her legs quickly swivelling around until she was inverted, corkscrewing her body around not once or twice but three times. Finally adjusting herself in the air once more she tucked her legs in and added a summersault just a foot from the floor before landing on her feet.
    This time her posture remained and her hands flew above her head triumphantly, but there wasn’t a smile on her face but a pained grimace. Even as she celebrated all of those watching her including her friends could see the crotch of her bodysuit darkening substantially as the ocean of pee inside her burst through her defences, the sudden jolt shattering all control or perhaps she had simply given it up to achieve a better result. But now as Eloise watched in mild shock a hushed silence filled the room, one of the top holders at the university was currently wetting themselves in an auditorium packed with spectators. A loud splattering noise echoing up off the plastic-coated crash mats, the pool of clear liquid spraying out of her in all directions and at some speed. It looked almost as if someone had a thumb in a hose between her legs as the days of pent up pee soaked through her clothes and raced down her legs that now shone in the lights of the packed auditorium.  
    As those around the room began to realise what was going on there was an audible pause in the clapping, before a few moments later it seemed to erupt even louder as Zara continued to wet herself on the centre of the stage. The rapturous applause far louder for some reason, as if the crowd were showing their appreciation of how much and how hard she was trying to contain her bladder. Or perhaps they thought it was some added artform, the bladder university offering a new spectacle of wet gymnastics. It was a strange moment for Eloise, everyone around her clapping madly for her friend who was currently pissing herself, well everyone but Summer.
    A couple of people over the Blonde-haired woman had her head in her hands, her ears burning bright red. Looking beneath her it was clear that she too had lost control of her bladder at almost the same moment, a river liquid currently draining down the metal slats and pouring off them onto the wooden floor meters beneath her. Too wrapped up in the show in front of them the audience was missing her accident, but as the applause started to die down an unmistakable sound of liquid dripping onto wood took its place as a couple of those around summer began to look over at the mortified woman who was wetting herself amongst the crowd.
    But just as the loud patter of Summers accident starting to make its way through the noise of the auditorium the music started again. The sudden base noise filling the room and sparing Summer further humiliation, only a couple of her housemates seemed to have noticed.  Their red faces looking first at her and then beneath them. Summers stream still adding to the huge puddle under the stand, falling almost three feet and colliding with the solid surface. Her and Zara a mirror image but as one revelled in the applause the other shrank back from the room, hoping no one had noticed as she too lost control of her mammoth bladder. The only saving grace the fact she was wearing a dress, although given her sitting position Eloise could see it running down her thighs and the backs of her blue knee socks darkening in long streaks as her pee soaked into them.
    Eloise couldn’t pick who to watch, her head swivelling between Zara who remained on the stage, pee running down her toned legs and darkening the crash mats for meters around her. Or Summer, who still had her head in her hands, the distance her pee falling causing it to bounce and spray an even larger puddle than Zara was creating.
    “The scores are in!” The woman in the booth announced.
    “10.0, 10.0, 10.0, 10.0, a perfect score!”
    Again the crowd erupted in applause, people all around them standing in ovation.
    Bowing to them she walked off the stage, a few rivulets still flowing down her legs. But as the music started Zara simply took her place on the side of the stage, sitting in a chair as pee still left her exhausted bladder. A new second puddle forming under her chair as If now she had virtually won, she had no cares in the world. Unlike Summer who continued to hide her face, peeing a steady stream for well over two more minutes. But despite her unmoving body and the loud patter of urine, no one seemed to have noticed other than Eloise and her housemates. Although, someone would surely find the absolutely massive puddle beneath the stand when they came to take it down later that evening. Her mess easily mistaken for a spilt cooler, drips still falling in a wide arc where her pee had run along the bottom of the metal bar beneath her.
     
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    The cracks in the groups iron bladders are starting to appear, will any of them be able to hold on?
    Thank you all for reading and I really appreciate your comments!
    Thank you all so much for the support.
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    Chapter 2: Pyramid Party.
    “Is everything in place?” the partially obscured figure asked, her back to the only other person in the room as she looked out a large window over the campus.
    “Yes Mam, as you requested.” Replied the woman behind her, taking a couple of steps forwards and placing something on the large desk.
    “So all the delivery mechanisms are paired only to activate in close proximity to the list of devices I gave you?”
    “Yes mam, they will only be activated if they remain in proximity for more than 5 seconds to the list of watches you gave me.”
    “Perfect, you may go” she said, waving her hand at the door.
    Sitting back in her chair she pulled open the bottom draw, sliding in a small plastic box from her desk and the signed order form that had just been returned to her.
    Picking up a small white sphere from the desk she inspected it in her fingers, rolling it around as she watched the light bounce of its shiny surface.
    Her hand stopped moving for a second, before she leaned over and dropped the orb into the glass of liquid she had been drinking from. Immediately it began to fizz and within seconds it had completely disappeared, leaving no trace as to its existence. “Perfect” she muttered again, sliding the drawer closed.
     
     
    After waiting for Summer to get home after work and quickly change, the group of new friends made their way down the street towards the social club where tonight’s party was being organised.
    “So how many people usually turn up to this thing?” Eloise asked
    “Probably like 300 students, which is maybe two thirds of everyone.” Vanessa replied.
    “Usually its mainly first years and some second and third years.” Kay replied, trying to pull something out of Julia’s small bag, the only one of them with something to carry items.
    “So some tips for tonight if you want to survive it, don’t accept drinks from anyone else even if they are cute. Don’t mix alcohol, if you are doing beer stick to beer, and the same with any other type. Shots are good at getting you drunk but at £1 a go you may as well just get a regular drink and do it slower.” Kay continued, finally freeing her hand and whatever it was from Julia’s bag while the black haired woman looked on slightly annoyed.
    “And take one of these, always cover your drink.” She said, handing over a folding straw lid combo thing.
    “Why, I thought this was a nice university I cant believe anyone would drug you here.” Eloise said shocked, maybe she had made a mistake coming here after all.
    “Oh no its not that, its…lets just say there is a stupid tradition where dickheads go around slipping diuretics into first year’s drinks. The straw turns blue if detects anything” Allie said, trying to calm her down although the casualness of that comment really didn’t fit the bill in her mind.
    “Really!?”
    “Yeah you would think that a bunch of students at one of the most prestigious Urodynamics and bladder holding universities would know better. But I suppose in terms of hazing its not too bad.” Vanessa added.
    “For you, you were in a skirt when it happened and didn’t almost wet your Jeans every 5 minutes.” Summer interjected.
    “Look, You were the one who refused to leave and besides you did better than Jess and Mandy”
    “That’s because Jess got a triple dose and Mandy had the bladder of a mouse.” Vanesa said, a slight tone of mockery detectible as she spoke about the other women’s bladders.
    “Is that even safe.” Eloise asked, still worried about what she was hearing.
    “That’s the one upside, at least the people doing it knew enough to make it safeish.” Kay replied.
    “Didn’t stop Jess pissing herself four times in two hours, including in the cab we shared back. I just wish I knew who did it so I could have passed on the bill. Lucy added, her own annoyance easy to hear although it was hard to tell if it was about her friends loss of control or the person who had caused it.
    “Yeah, but you don’t have anything to worry about Eloise. It only seems to happen on this one night and seems to only be aimed at first years. So if you stick around us, people might just think you transferred into our year.” Zara said, the first and finally comforting thing any of them had said in the last minute.
    “Oh ok, thank you for telling me all this and looking out for me.”
    “Hey, your one of us now!” Allie added, grabbing her and pulling her into a half hug as they walked along. 
     
    Walking into the large hall the first thing Eloise noticed was the giant pyramid of Beer crates that were piled up in the centre of the room. The second was the large crowd of students awkwardly standing around it.
    “Result, another pyramid party” Allie said, high fiving Zara as they walked in.
    “Pyramid party?” Eloise asked confused by yet another new custom.
    “Yeah, so its kind of like a …oh never mind” Allie stopped, pointing towards a woman holding a clipboard and walking towards the pyramid.
    “Hello Freshers!” The woman said enthusiastically, a chorus of cheers going around from the students.
    “So tonight we have a very special way to introduce all you newbies into the university, in what we like to call a pyramid party.”
    “Here in the centre we have £1,000 of beer that has been generously paid for by the students union and for tonight it is free, for most of you.” She said, pausing for dramatic effect. Walking over to the wall next to the door she put a sheet up, 10 large stars on the front of it.
    “For most of you, the beer is free. But for those of you unable to hold your bladders with the true strength of a Galgani Alumni. Brining shame to our prestigious university the cost is high…£100.   The first 10 of you that lose control will have to pay it, but if you can finish the pyramid before 10 of you first years lose control then the cost is paid by us the third years!” Her sentiment followed by a number of playful boo’s from the third years. “Not only that, if you can finish this monumental task you all drink free for one term.”
    A number of excited murmurs went around the crowd, a lot of the freshmen apparently liking their chances. But Eloise was doing the maths, there had to be 100 crates, each with two dozen cans…that was 2,400 beers that they needed to drink! There was no way the almost 300 students could drink that right? Or maybe that was the point. To give people an incentive to drink quickly and not realise that also meant filling their bladders quickly too. Although, if that was happening then if she paced herself she wouldn’t end up disgracing herself or having to fork out the money. The exuberant chanting and cheering for some of the women around her only putting her mind more at ease, they would all be drunk and desperate far before her.
    “Without further ado, if Jenny would be so kind as to lock the door to stop people sneaking out. Let the games begin!” She shouted as a number of the students rushed the pyramid, tearing open the cardboard boxes and feverously ripping the beers out as if they had been given a time limit.
    “Well may as well make the most of the free drinks.” Lucy said, walking towards the pile and carefully picking up and entire crate from the top and casually brining it back to their group as they stood around a tall table. Opening it she began handing around the cans, of which Eloise took one as did all the others. Kay finding a number of plastic cups and handing them around so they could each use their colour changing straws as an extra precaution.
    “Shouldn’t you be trying to stop them finishing the pyramid?” Eloise asked, unsure why they would all drink the beer if it was increasing the chances of them paying for it.
    “Oh no, trust us there is no way they can make it through all this. That’s 1,200 litres of beer right there.” Vanessa said, opening a can and pouring it into her cup.
    “So has anyone ever finished it?” Eloise asked, intrigued by the event.
    “I mean there are tales of it being done, something about a pair of massive bladdered women chugging it all back. But that was like 15 or more years ago and its gotten to the point where no one even knows who started it, and the dates change all the time so its probably just to give you guys hope.” Julia responded, sipping lightly on her straw and trying not to remove her purple lipstick on it.
    Looking back to the pile she could see a number of women ravenously opening cans, tipping them back with reckless abandon as some of the beer spilled down their chins. She had seen things about binge drinking in England on the Television but this just seemed extreme, how could they possibly be enjoying what they were just shoving into their mouths. One of the women smashing the can against her head and crumpling it into a pile as her friends cheered, instantly going for another one.
    “Holy shit, these first years are mad.” Lucy said, watching over Eloise’s shoulder at the spectacle in the middle of the room.
    “They will burn themselves out pretty quick.” Vanessa said, dismissing the loud groups confidence.
    But over the next hour she was proven right, the loud boisterous behaviour giving way to more drunken dancing and rambling at tables instead of the aggressive displays of drinking that were going on previously. Despite that Almost half the pile of beer was already gone and ignoring the desperate movements of a few of the women on the dance floor no one had lost it yet.
    Finishing her third beer, Eloise was starting to feel her own bladder fill. It wasn’t uncomfortable and she knew there was a long way to go, but the one down side of the straw was that it made drinking all to easy. Plus, if there was one thing she was learning about Lucy it was that she liked to play host. A new can appearing almost instantly each time her cup ran empty, the busty red head sliding one over as if she was watching everyone drink and waiting for the split second they stopped. Staring down at the unopened carn in her mind she made a mental note not to drink this one too quickly. Sighing heavily she enjoyed the cold of the can against her hand for a moment before cracking it open and pouring the large beer into her glass.
    Making small talk with Lucy they laughed at the others dancing on the floor at the centre of the room, a strange mixture of Allie and Kay reservedly stepping from side to side with their drinks in their hands while the others danced slightly provocatively around them.
    “Oooh, Come on I love this one” Lucy said out of the blue, grabbing Eloise by the arm and dragging her out onto the dance floor. Feeling herself pressed amongst the crowd forming on the floor it seemed a lot of people liked this one, thankfully the slight buzz from the beer was enough to get over the awkwardness and join in. A chorus of voices screaming out the lyrics to a song that seemed to be a list of drinks someone called Danny boy was drinking before getting knocked down and getting up again. She might have had a good grasp of English but this made no sense to her, although the energy everyone seemed to have as they almost jumped around the floor was hard not to get wrapped up in. A broad smile spreading across her face as she couldn’t help but laugh, even Allie and Kay were screaming the lyrics at the top of their voices. 
    But as quickly as it started the song ended and the instant dance party faded away as a number of cries about the next song rang around.
    “Mr. Brightside, really?” Lucy joined in, walking back to their table and Eloise gladly following. As much fun as it had been to watch that, she had never been much of a dancer.
    “Oh man, nothing like Chumawumba to work up a sweat” Lucy joked, her hand picking up a cup from the table and tipping it back as she downed it in one go.
    “I think that might have been mine.” Eloise said, pointing to her friends cup as she tipped it back.
    “Oh shit, sorry.”
    “Oh no, its no problem, you didn’t use the straw so its fine.” She wasn’t a germaphobe, but sharing straws was a bit too far for her.
    “My bad” Lucy said, handing Eloise her almost empty cup back and then sliding another beer towards her.
    Drinking the last few centimetres of beer from the bottom she couldn’t help but notice a strange bitter taste. Her mind instantly reeling as she tried not to grimace at the thought of it being Lucy’s backwash. But stifling that thought she cracked open the next beer, pulling out the straw so she could pour it in more easily. But as she did she noticed the colour, it had gone blue! Someone had tried to dose her with diuretics.
    “Uh……” she paused, she wasn’t sure why but something was stopping her.
    “You good?” Lucy asked, a bemused look on her face.
    “I…yeah, I just wanted to say thanks for tonight.”
    “Oh, don’t tell me you are an emotional drunk” Lucy said a smirk on her face.
    Laughing together Eloise was wondering why she hadn’t said anything. This was her friend and yet she could feel this deep desire to see this play out. The group of them had already gone days without a bathroom break and she was fascinated to see how long they could go. She had always been interested in this stuff, its why she was studying it after all.
    Carefully sliding the straw back into the cup she filled it back up with beer, the amber liquid obscuring the colour of her straw that she hoped would slowly fade back to its normal clearer colour.
     
    Soon the others joined them back at the table, the small talk resuming as the drinking intensified again. Watching the pile of crates in the centre only the bottom layer of the pyramid was left, giving the impression they were almost done. But in reality it was actually the largest layer with the most beers in it, possibly a cunning ploy from whoever had planned it.
    “Oh my god!” a cry came from Eloise’s left, interrupting their chit chat.
    Looking over a tall blonde-haired student was being watched by a small crowd as she became the first to loose control of her bladder. Streams of pee almost silently racing down her bare legs and pooling on the floor underneath her. But moments later she wasn’t the only one, her friend that had cried out after noticing her losing control burst out laughing, the second woman’s hands flying to the crotch of her jeans as she fought for control while drunkenly laughing. Moments later as her body heaved up and down the crotch of her light coloured jeans darkened. Streaks of wetness spreading rapidly down both her legs as she continued to uncontrollably laugh at her friend who was currently hiding her face, a pair of puddles growing beneath them and their other friends backing away.
    A loud bell suddenly rang as the woman with the clipboard re appeared, “Looks like we have our first two losers!” she cheered. A cheer that most of the second and third years joined in on as they got a couple of steps closer to their free drinks. Taking the names and campus houses from the pair she was given a small compact camera, snapping a couple of pictures onto the special made device they instantly printed out in the shape of a star. Walking over to the board she slapped the stickers onto it, the first markings that left just 8 slots to go. The photos of the women in their wet clothing a reminder to the rest of them what fait would befall them if they couldn’t control themselves.
    Looking back at the table she was surprised to see Summer dumping a second crate of beers on their table, cracking another one open and seemingly not shocked by what she had just seen.
    “So have you signed up for any clubs yet?” She asked, handing out another round of beers that Eloise gladly didn’t partake in as her cup was still full.
    “Um, no I haven’t found anything yet. I only got here today.”
    “Oh yeah” Summer replied, a slightly drunk grin on her face that surprised Eloise, apparently her tolerance wasn’t that high. But given the tiny petite frame the blonde sported it was unsurprising that it would all go to her head.
    “There is a freshers fare club fare tomorrow if you want to go?” Julia responded, its always worth a look around especially in your first year.
    “Cool, that sounds great! So do all of you guys go to a club or something together?” Eloise asked the table.
    “No not really, we actually have pretty different hobbies thinking about it. But we are all active like there are these gym classes and things we all talked about doing with each other yesterday. So you are more than welcome to join us, if that’s your thing?”
    “Maybe, im not really a gym person but I guess its good to stay active” Eloise replied. In fact it was a little understatement from reality, she couldn’t honestly remember the last time she did something like a gym class. But maybe it would be more fun with friends.
    “Sure thing, well the invite is always open” Julia added, noisily slurping from her straw.
    Over the next hour the bell was rung 6 more times, many students fleeing the building after giving their details in the hope of making it home without wetting themselves. A couple of others loosing control out of sight of Eloise and the group, but the loud bell and cheers was a clear indication of what was happening. Putting a hand on her own bladder she could definitely feel it getting full, an uncomfortable pressure now constantly reminding her of all the beers she had drunk. But with only two stars left she was quietly confident that she would be able to manage, after all she had been making sure not to drink too much while it seemed everyone else was busily guzzling down beer after beer including her friends.
    Glancing over at Lucy Eloise was still amazed at the strength of the woman’s bladder, despite having drunk what was probably a diuretic laden beer it seemed she felt no need to pee or was extremely good at hiding it.
    A loud smashing noise caught her attention from the small talk they were taking part in, another clearly drunk student was currently walking into the ping pong table and had almost tipped it. A hand in her crotch she unsteadily stumbled forwards, streams of wetness running down her red pants and turning them a deep crimson as she walked. Clearly too drunk to even care, her eyes glassy and unfocused as she walked between the rows of students now staring at her, a large bulge slowly deflating in her abdomen as she wet herself. After noticing what was happening a friend of hers quickly ran over, her own legs scissoring madly as she fought her own desperation and lead the still peeing woman over to the front door to get her some air after her photo was taken unceremoniously by the woman in charge. Although given the dotting friends obveious desperation it could just have been a cunning way of getting out of the place without having pee herself or pay.
    “What a mess” Vanessa said, looking on at the stream of liquid that had been left across the floor of the thankfully concrete building.
    “These first years are kind of insane” Julia said half laughing.
    “Come on, you remember what it was like in first year. First time away from the parents and given free beer.” Lucy said, opening yet another beer and handing out a few more left in the bottom of the third crate. “Dam, one short”
    “Its ok, I think im gonna skip the next one” Eloise said.
    “You doing ok?” Summer asked, a concerned look on her face.
    “What, oh yeah im fine but I don’t know how you English can drink so much of this stuff” She said, looking at the beer can in front of her.
    “Fair, well im going to get us another crate” Kay said, taking a step towards the middle and then stopping.
    “Holy shit they have almost done it.” She said, a stunned look on her face.
    Turning to the centre of the room there were just 4 crates sitting there, only 96 beers stood between the first years and the achievement so many had failed before.
    “Damn, they have been putting it away.” Julia said, similarly surprised.
    “They wont make it, just look at them” Vanessa said slightly coldly, but she was right. All around the room were clearly desperate students. Their hands buried in their crotches as they danced or writhed in desperation. Each one of them hoping not to be the last one to wet themselves, clutching themselves to maintain control for just a little while longer. The dancefloor now filled with mainly second and third years who were clearly unaffected by the volume of drinks they had consumed. Their years of study here training them to hold more and hold for longer than those arriving a few days earlier.
    “So…do we get another crate?” Summer asked.
    “Maybe just get us all another round and leave the others there.”
    “Yeah, don’t want to be the third years that accidently get the freshers off the hook for this lot.”
    Walking over summer opened the box, many of their first years eyeing her slightly as she pulled out three beers, tossing them to Zara who went with her and then grabbing another 3 for the rest of them.
    Half an hour later and somehow everyone was still dry and more remarkably there was just one crate left, sitting in the centre of the room and surrounded by an almost spotlight affect from the light bulb above it. The third years had all clearly thought similarly to Vanessa and had unwittingly moved the first years so much closer to their goal by helping themselves. Now all eyes were looking towards the last crate, hoping and urging someone else to take it as the first years bordered on losing control and full to their ultimate final capacities. An awkward standoff now taking place between the various groups of friends, no one wanting to take it but knowing that each moment no one did was one moment closer to losing. The DJ was doing her best to keep the party atmosphere going, but even that was struggling as everyone waited for the inevitable to happen.
    “Fuck it, come on girls!”  A rallying cry for action from a short brunette caught everyone attention as she strode forwards, a group of six or seven other desperate looking women following her awkwardly. Each obviously well past their comfortable limit, their legs shaking and hands gripping themselves tightly despite the embarrassment they were feeling. Although, given the rosy cheeks and unsteady walking Eloise was sure that most of them were too tipsy to even feel the embarrassment.
    “Handing out a can to each of her friends she looked back when one refused to take it.
    “Come on bella, Im dying I…I just cant take any more.”
    “Do you want to pay for these, or do you want to go down in history Tina!”
    “But…..” Bella tried again
    “Look, the quicker we drink it the quicker you can pee and the quicker we win. If we do it fast enough, these wont even have time to reach your bladder!”
    Reluctantly the desperate girl accepted the can into her hand as everyone in the room was now wrapped up in what was happening. This group of desperate students were going for it, could they do it? Or would it simply be too much?
    Cracking their first cans open the speed most of them drank with was a tell-tale sign of how uncomfortable they were, the slow sips watched by the room as they forced more beer into their already bloated bodies. The gaseous drink filling them up uncomfortably with liquid and air at the same time.
    Only two of the group seemed to have the ability to chug, the leader and another of her friends, the pair downing their beers and instantly grabbing another.
    “Come on, just a couple more and we will have finished!” she cheered again, slurring her words a little bit. “Go Lexi!” she shouted to her friend already halfway through the second beer, her eyes glazing over as she drank. Her mind focussed and body acting like a machine as she forced herself to drink.
    Still sipping the others of her group gave each other nervous looks, they knew what these two were like on a night out and could see where this was heading. But at the same time they all shared the same optimism that this might be possible after all. Speeding up slightly they all finished their first ones around the time as the dominant pair finished their second. The clang of empty beer cans ringing out again as they dropped them where they stood.
    “Oh no” Tina whimpered.
    “Don’t you dare, just hold it a little longer!” Bella almost commanded, her hand going into the back of the box and pulling out another, her and Lexi drinking with renewed vigour as they saw the impending loss of control of their friend coming. They just had to beat it.
    But a few moments later a load groan came from the centre of the room, but it wasn’t from Tina. Next to where Bella was standing Lexi had slumped onto the floor as she drank, her hand getting better access to the almost empty crate. With her thighs pressed together on the floor and her knees bent so that her feet were behind her she let out another groan, her whole body starting to shake with effort. One hand on her bladder, the other between her legs. But as she struggled to maintain her control and her friends drank desperately around her the light started to catch on something quickly spreading across the floor.
    “Nooo” She whined loudly, a large puddle quickly expanding around from where she was sitting, she had lost control. In the silence of the room as the last song ended an audible hissing noise replaced it, Lexi’s pink skirt that was draped around her turning magenta as it soaked up the pee that was rushing out of her heavily distended bladder. She had pushed it to its limits but she had lost.
    “Not you Lexi” Bella said, surprised that it was her apparent partner in crime to have cost them the victory. But beside them another stream started, a heavy drumbeat of liquid falling from Tina as another of their group lost control of their bladders. The desperate and pleading woman hiding her face as the whole room watched on as two of them pissed themselves surrounded by their classmates.
    “I cant believe you two!” Beth said, her voice clearly annoyed that the pair of them couldn’t last just 5 more minutes.
    “Im sorry” Tina replied, starting to sob quietly as her pee raced down her darkening and once stylish brown playsuit.
    “Like you could hold out long enough to drink those” Tina replied, her face far more relaxed but not taking any of her friends’ criticism. A loud bell sounded as the tenth and final bladder lost control, the woman with the clipboard appearing out of nowhere.
    “Looks like were off the hook!” she shouted happily, the awkward silence of the room filled with a cheer from all of those still in control of their bladders. As soon Lexi’s photo was taken while still sitting in the large puddle she was still adding too, it was placed on the chart and a slow shambling stampede of people rushing for the door began. Flying open the horde of desperate first years flowed out onto the campus, searching for anywhere to relieve themselves.
    Back inside the building it seemed only Eloise and the second and third years had remained inside, although she had to admit her need was getting desperate. But she was still confident that she could make it back in plenty of time and at least she knew she had a bathroom to use.
    “Well, that was closer than most years.” Lucy joked
    “Your telling me, I was starting to get worried for my wallet.” Summer joined in. But a clang in the centre of the room caught their attention. Apparently despite her friends running off Bella was still standing in the middle of the room, the crate emptied and a line of 3 full cans standing outside it as she went to grab another.
    “Is she really doing that?” Julia asked quietly.
    “Seems like it. Well, I guess the free beers gone so whose round is it?” Vanessa said nonchalantly.
    “I think im going to pass, I really cant stomach much more of this stuff” Eloise said, feeling the beer starting to churn in her stomach uneasily.
    “Light weight” Kay joked.
    “I mean she outlasted most of the others, plus she seems to be able to handle her alcohol much better than them too.” Summer said in her support.
    “Im not really a beer drinker” Eloise countered, which was true but only part of the reason she was skipping out on them tonight. Her full bladder now pulsing inside her slightly to the extent the walk back might be more of a problem than she had anticipated if she didn’t leave soon.
    Another loud clunk from the centre of the room signalled Bella had finished yet another.
    Despite her own need getting worse by the second Eloise could feel a slightly morbid fascination growing about the struggles of the woman standing in the middle of the room. One hand clutching a beer that she was attempting to chug and the other between her tightly crossed legs in a slightly drunken manner. For more than 30 minutes she watched her, the last two cans going down uneasily and with a number of pauses between gulps. But somehow she forced herself to drink them, her stomach easy to see as it pushed up against the tight waist of her jeans and caused her light white top to ride up slightly.
    The last loud clunk reverberated around the room as Eloise stood there with her legs crossed tightly, waiting in anticipation to see what would win out, Bella’s bladder or her thirst.
    “Told you I could have done it” Bella said loudly to her friend that was long gone.
    Letting out a loud burp she turned towards the door as a river of pee started to stream down her legs. Her grey jeans becoming saturated as she continued to walk towards the door, in apparent disregard for what was going on or the warmth spreading down her legs. Bellas face was completely absent of emotion as she walked out of the building, a strange drunken look of satisfaction on it as the pints of beer poured out of her and into her clothes.
    Unable to wait any longer and having nothing to distract her, Eloise excused herself whilst bobbing on the spot slightly. Knowing looks from many of her new housemates told her she wasn’t being subtle but who could blame her. Saying her goodbyes for the night she escaped into the cool evening that did nothing for her bladder. A shiver going up her spine she started her way back, stepping over the numerous puddles streams and even discarded underwear.
    Clicking the door open with her watch she was thankful to have a hand free to hold herself. Rushing into her bedroom she kicked off her shoes and barged into the only toilet in the house. Hear clothes quickly falling away as she almost threw herself onto the toilet, letting out a deep sigh as the nights contents of beer started to flow out of her.
    As the seconds ticked by her mind went back to the others, were they really not planning on peeing tonight? How long could they possibly last, it had been more than two days and they had each drunk litres since then. Even just thinking about it Eloise found that strange sense of anticipation growing, she was excited to see how long these iron bladdered housemates of hers could hold it.
    She had come to this university to study the bladder and it seemed it was already giving her the best live action experiment possible.
     
     
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    Here is Chapter two, I hope you all enjoy.
    Thank you all for your amazing support and kind comments on the last Chapter!
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    Wow. Three down in a single chapter. Things are really heating up now as the iron ladies start dropping like flies. I admit, I've lost track of who's left that's still filling up, but whoever it is can't have much longer to go, and when their dam breaks the results will be absolutely spectacular.

    On the other hand, little Eloise here is becoming quite the expert on observations of women in the final stages of extreme desperation. She could even write a paper on the telltale signs of when a bladder is about to blow: Starting with stiffening movements, shortened breathing, impaired speech, and loss of concentration on other tasks; these are signs that an eruptions is imminent, but there may still be time to get to safety. Then, excessive perspiration begins, accompanies by increased immobility and further shortening of breath, if the bladder bulge is exposed it will likely be seen visibly spasming through the skin; this is the critical zone, when eruption is imminent and perhaps mere minutes away, likely too late to reach a toilet, just time enough to attempt to get to safety, or for a companion to find a bucket to catch what will come next. Finally, the body locks up completely, breathing ceases or drops to bare minimum shallow intakes, eyes often open wide in shock; this is the moment when the victim realizes what is about to happen and attempts one last inevitably futile attempt to regain some semblance of control that will never come, involuntary urination is mere seconds away. At last, the urethral muscles fail, the bladder contracts and forces its load out, the victim attempting to stem the tide and perhaps succeeding momentarily, reducing flow to a spurt or two, but once the breach has been made there is no stopping release, and eventually the full stream will commence, only ending once the bladder is completely voided. It plays out nearly the same way every time, captured in this story in wonderfully vivid detail. That's thesis material right there, especially at this school!

    One thought that occurred to me though: As proud as these girls are, I'm a little surprised we haven't yet seen one banging on Eloise's door in the middle of the night begging to secretly use her toilet before they wet their bed. As much as their pride may forbid it, they now know that even they have their limits, and in the back of their minds it must be taunting them that they know there's an out in their very dorm, a safe haven within such easy reach, yet sealed to them by school regulations and their own pride. Probably the same reason none of them have let go of their burden while in the shower (though I must admit the concept of a gorgeous lady standing in the shower with a pregnancy-simulating bladder bulge complete with baby-kick muscle spasms is one of the hotter mental images I've had recently).

    This may well be your best story yet. I eagerly await the next installment. And given the rate you've been cranking these out, it doesn't seem like we'll have to wait long.
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    Chapter 5: Cost of Composure
    “We lost one” The same woman said, a hint of nervousness in her voice for the first time as she spoke into the dimly lit room once again.
    “A member of Iron house?” came the perfectly calm reply.
    “I’m afraid so. It was the one that was dosed instead of the first year.”
    “A feat to last as long as she had given the circumstances.” Came the impressed sounding reply, the first sign of emotion from the woman standing at her bookshelf.
    “The device recorded a volume above her previous record, suggesting that despite the lack of holds she has done recently and today’s events, she may be a good candidate.”
    “Even though so many are beating her?”
    “Its true many students are out holding her in length, but I doubt many will reach the same volume. I still think it’s worth keeping her in the running even though she didn’t make the 150 hour mark that we expected her too.”
    “Good, I didn’t put her with the others in Iron house for nothing...”
     
    That Night Eloise couldn’t help but dream about what she had seen, images of Lucy’s accident plaquing her dreams as the events of the day played themselves out again and again. A mix of guilt and fascination fuelling the dreams of the sometimes even larger than life accident she had witnessed. Again and again the desperate Lucy would plead or beg with her to let her use a toilet, asking her why she hadn’t said anything about the diuretics in the beer she had drunk. Yet each time Eloise stayed silent, her heart beating rapidly as she watched it unfold one more time, each wetting more exciting that the last, the anticipation making her hunger for the moment of loss.
    Now she found herself under a giant Lucy, her booming voice calling to her.
    “Is this what you wanted, is that what you hoped for” She said, before the giant woman let lose a torrent of liquid above her as it fell towards her in slow motion. Eloise almost cried out raising her hands above her face before the gigantic droplets hit her.
    “Hhhye huuu…what?” Eloise jolted awake, her hair matted to her face with sweat as she felt her clothes sticking to her.
    “What the fuck was that” she whispered to herself, the memories of the dreams not fading away as they usually did. Blinking her eyes a few times she adjusted back to the real world, still slightly weirded out by the dreams as her heart beat in her chest.
     
    As they sat around the table that morning the tension in the room was palpable, the women around her unable to stop the occasional grunt or groan escape their lips while easting their cereal. An otherwise ordinary task that seemed to be causing a ludicrous level of exertion for her house mates. Their bladders had truly been pushed to their maximum capacity, a fact that now one of them had lost control was starting to sink in. But despite that, it seemed none of them were making any moves to make life easier for themselves. Their training, pride and infallible belief in themselves overriding any rational thoughts, even as they winced in discomfort.
    Unable to take the silence Eloise tried to think of something to say, the constant tapping of Summers and Julia’s feet on the vinyl floor making it more difficult. “So what are you guys planning on doing today?” She asked.
    “Not sure” Lucy said, her legs still but shoulders sagged. It was clear to everyone she was feeling down about what had happened, it would probably be worth thinking of something to do together to cheer her up Eloise thought to herself.
    “I’ve got to prepare for the gymnastics performance tomorrow. So I will be at the gym all afternoon.” Zara said before noisily slurping her milk from her spoon. “Yeah im going with her to see if I can help” Vanessa added before taking a large sip of orange juice. The only one other than Eloise to have a large drink on the table as well.
    Wait, Zara was still planning on doing her routine? Eloise couldn’t imagine what it must feel like or the strength it must take to do it without exploding everywhere. If that simple twist had been enough to cause her discomfort yesterday, what must a flip through the air do. But there it was again, the sense of anticipation or excitement to know these women’s limits.
    “I have work” Summer said matter of factly, standing slowly to place her bowl in the sink. Her tight black work trousers clearly digging into her bladder. The zip partially undone at the top as they struggled to accommodate her bladders size.
    “Im heading to the library, going to see if I can get some more….” Julia winced visibly, her eyes closing and lips pursing as she stifled a groan. “More prep in for the test” She finished, her voice wavering.
    “Mind if I come with you?” Eloise asked, “I think I should probably start on that reading list”
    “Sure thing. Will be nice to have some company.” Julia replied.
    “What about you guys?” She asked, looking at Kay and Allie who sat cross legged on the sofa next to them. Their dangling feet wiggling as almost a mirror image of one another.
    “Not sure” Kay replied, “Might order a pizza later.”
    “Not really an activity.” Allie joked. “But no I don’t have any real plans either. I do have to do my laundry though”
    “Since we don’t have any plans, why don’t we all go out for lunch?” Vanessa suggested to the room.
    “No fair!” Summer said, sliding her water bottle into her work bag.
    “Your place serves food right, any chance you can get a break to join us for a bit if we come to you?” Allie asked.
    “Oh maybe!” Summer said happily.
    “Can we make it brunch rather than Lunch. I don’t want to be too late to the gym.” Zara said.
    “Sure thing” Vanessa agreed, none of the others voicing a concern.
    “Anyway I have got to get to work, text me the details” Summer said, slinging her bag over her shoulder and wincing slightly as it made contact with her abdomen. Despite hitting her in the back, it seemed that any pressure anywhere caused her more discomfort.
     
     
    “We told Summer 11 and its five past.” Lucy said as they walked up the road. Now unencumbered, her movements had returned to a more normal pace. But with the others still struggling they were walking considerably slower than they had been before today. Not that Eloise could blame them as she walked beside them, occasionally sneaking glances at their mammoth bladders that continued to fascinate her. Academically she had read about super holders, but until now she had never met anyone who came close to the medical oddities or extreme cases in those texts. Thinking back to what Allie had said some days ago, it was really no surprise that companies would be head hunting her house mates if they were capable of such feats.
    “Its just 5 minutes” Kay said, her face a little more red than usual.
    “If Julia hadn’t forgotten her work book and gone back for it we might have made it on time.” Vanessa said, slightly annoyed.
    “I’m sorry I was a little distracted.” Julia admitted, a hand deep in the pockets of her tightly fitting trousers and making Eloise wonder if she was actually holding herself as the group walked along.
    “That only took like 2 minutes anyway” Allie responded, siding with Julia. “It was Zara on the phone before we left.” She finished, pointing the finger at yet another of the group. The tensions flaring as they each battled their own bodies which were clearly causing them more than a little irritation or short temper.
    “Guys its fine, I am sure Summer will understand.” Eloise said, trying to broker a truce but only succeeding in causing a now awkward silence between them all as they continued walking uneasily. The only sounds the heavy breathing and panting of her bloated housemates, added to by the occasional groan and grimace as pulses raced through their full bodies.
    As they walked through the campus and approached the coffee shop Eloise was becoming aware of a number of looks from those they passed. Passers-by watching the parade of desperate women, some with envy of their skills and others with jealousy that made them want to see them all reach their final limits. Although a couple seemed to be sporting similar bulges, their own faces wracked with desperation and pain. It seemed that her house mates were not the only ones still holding and suffering for it, the universities prowess making many more push themselves to their absolute limits.
    Entering the coffee shop they found themselves a large table, her friends grunting as they forced themselves to sit down. Visibly sighing and taking a few moments to recover from their walk, some resting a hand on or giving their crotch a little squeeze for the extra reassurance. It was clear they were all at their wits end.
    “Hey guys, I couldn’t get a break right now but I will be with you in like 15 minutes.” Summer said, approaching the table and standing with her legs tightly crossed. The pose doing nothing to hide her bladders prominence.
    “Do you want us to wait for you?” Eloise asked, trying to look her friend in the eyes and not just stare at her abdomen.
    “No, if we order now it will probably take 10 – 15 minutes anyway which should be when I get a break.”
    “Ok that sounds good.” Eloise replied.
    “What can I get for you?” Summer said, giving her best customer service smile. But the twitching at the edges of her smile combined with the furrowing in her brow somewhat broke the surface level of composure she was displaying.
    “Can I get the chilli Jacket potato” Eloise replied, going for a slightly heavier lunch to get her energy up for a long night of studying.
    “Sure thing and to dr…drink?”
    “I’ll have a black tea if you do that?”
    “Ok, whose next?” Summer said, her pencil finishing Eloise’s order as she looked up expecting for someone to speak. But instead it seemed they were all to preoccupied, their eyes staring down at the menu’s but none of them taking anything in. Summer herself was standing waiting, her thighs rubbing against each other as she tried to look as composed as possible.
    “Julia?” She asked, the direct question snapping the black-haired woman out of it.
    “Im sorry, im not really hungry now I think about it.” She said shifting uncomfortably.
    “Come on, I thought we were eating together, I convinced my boss to let me give you guys a discount.” Summer said, clearly a little annoyed.
    “Ok, I think I will just have a cheese and tomato panini” She said, choosing a lighter option from the menu.
    “Yeah that sounds good” A couple of the others joined in and soon the orders were taken.
    About 15 minutes later a slightly stressed looking Summer brough over the tables food and joined them as they began to eat, making small talk and mainly listening to Zara talk about her performance tomorrow. Eloise was taken aback by how she spoke, sounding either oblivious of her current condition or possessing a superhuman willpower that would allow her to perform her ordinarily taxing routine with a full bladder. Either way Eloise was not going to miss it tomorrow.
    She was also happy to see that despite the tumultuous start to lunch things seemed to have calmed down a little. Their desperation still obvious but they were at least talking to each other.
    “Summer, breaks over” A older woman announced to her from the till about an hour later. The blonde letting out a loud sigh as she stood uneasily, pressing her legs together tightly before grabbing up the plates they had eaten from and walking back towards the shop front.
    “Yeah I should probably head off to the gym.” Zara said, adjusting herself in her seat slightly.
    “And I guess we should go to the Library?” Eloise added in the direction of Julia who had once again been far more quiet than was usual for even her. Getting a nod she stood up quickly, looking over at Julia who seemed to be having second thoughts about standing. Her hand resting on the table for a moment as she remained firmly in her seat, before finally and with a loud grunt she pushed herself up from it. Her eyes scrunching closed and lips pursing together to stop any more noises escaping.
     
    Arriving at the library Eloise was impressed by the sheer size of it. The old brickwork building at least six stories high, busts and statues adorning the outside of the classic building. Since moving to England she had missed the old European architecture that she had grown to consider normal to her home, the large town she grew up in was full of the French equivalent. Just looking at it made her heart feel a little fuller, a little closer to home.
    “This place looks amazing!” she said,
    “You haven’t seen the inside” Julia smiled, a hand once again deep in her pocket as the pair walked slowly along.
    But she was right, entering the front door they found themselves in a large dome roofed section, sunlight beaming down through the centre, with the floors of books above them.
    “So we should probably start on the fourth floor, its where a lot of the main study books you will need for first year are. The place uses the dewy decimal system, so if you go up to one of the computers you can search for books by name and they will give you the number. Then just follow the numbers to the right area.”
    “Ok thank you!” Eloise said, glancing over at the computers.
    “Uh…” Julia groaned again, bending over where she stood. “Lets take the lift to the sixth and I’ll point out a couple of books that might be useful.”
    “Sure thing.”
     
    “I used that a lot in first year” Julia said, pausing and taking out another book. Putting it into the heavily ladened arms of Eloise who was starting to struggle with the weight. The dozen books from the reading list and Julia’s recommendations feeling like a lead weight.
    “I….uh……uh” Julia suddenly breathed out heavily, doubling over slightly again.
    “Are you ok?”
    “Yeah I am fine”, Julia said panting slightly. Bracing herself on a book case for a moment she seemed to regain her composure as she stared at the floor.
    “I think that should do for now, why...why don’t we find somewhere to sit and study.”
    Taking faltering steps for differing reasons the duo walked around the book cases and to a small desk and chairs situated near the corner of the building. A secluded and quiet spot for them to study with no distractions.
    Sitting down Julia grimaced as her rear met the seat, the change of posture not helping the full woman’s bladder. But despite this, a moment later she pulled a large 6 pack of energy drinks from her bag and placed them on the table. Pulling the first one out and cracking it open and beginning to sip from it. Taking a seat next to her Eloise could already see her friends legs beginning to vibrate under the desk. Julia’s left hand resting on her thigh as it moved up and down at a breakneck pace.
    It was difficult to concentrate with her friend moving so erratically next to her, occasionally gasping or grunting, but somehow Eloise managed to get pulled into her studying. Taking notes on the history and world cultures of Urology. It was a fascinating subject that really captured her interest, she had always been interested in how different people and cultures viewed it. She couldn’t help but smile sub-consciously as she took her notes, she was living her dream of being at one of the most prestigious universities and learning about something she truly loved. What more could she have wished for!
    She stayed in this revere for hours, although to her they felt like minutes. Her mind completely occupied by her studying, until a loud groan caught her attention. Somehow, she had almost forgotten about her friend sitting next to her, but as she looked over she could see Julia doubled over in her seat. Her eyes were closed and she was bent over so far her head was almost making contact with the desk. Beads of sweat were forming and running down the sides of her pale face, falling onto the notebook she had beneath her.
    “ooohhhh” She groaned again, her body shaking violently and causing her glasses to slip from her face and clunk onto the desk. The close proximity of her face probably saving them from any damage. The loud noise making Julia open her eyes and straighten slightly. A shaky hand reaching for her glasses and putting them back on.
    “Are you sure your ok?” Eloise asked again even though it was clear she wasn’t.
    “why does it have to be so hot in here. Its making me sweat and my glasses keep sliding down my nose.” Julia responded, ignoring the real point of the question. Even opening another energy drink and taking a sip, it seemed like the more of them she drank the quicker she drank. A vicious circle that Eloise was sure wasn’t helping her, because the room wasn’t hot in the slightest. In fact Eloise she could feel a distinct chill in the area, the old building apparently not having much in the way of heating.
    But after watching her friend try to go back to studying she did the same, occasionally glancing at Julia who was now breathing loudly through her nose. The constant unerring noise coming from her making it slightly harder than before to concentrate.
    But soon the heavy breathing stopped from her nose and looking over Eloise could see Julia biting the hemline to her shirt as she pulled it up in anguish, her legs continuing to jig ferociously where she sat. The nervous behaviour pulling her top up and revealing her massively distended bladder that seemed to be shaking on its own. Pulses and ripples racing across the surface of her skin and flapping the fabric of her shirt. The hem line of her Khaki trousers pressing viciously into it, a thick and painful red line easy to see on her white skin.
    But somehow it seemed the woman sat next to her was able to push the thoughts of desperation from her mind and take notes from the book she was reading. A task that Eloise was unsure she would be able to in similar circumstances. Even now she could feel a distinct fullness in her own bladder having not relieved herself since the morning. Although as she thought about it she realised she hadn’t drunk that much, her water bottle only half empty.
    Taking a long sip from her bottle she Eloise noticed Julia’s frantic movements stop for a moment, the black haired woman’s her eyes widening as she let out a couple of deep rapid breaths. Another pulse raced around her body as she let out short pained breaths.
    “Oh…” Julia said quietly as if she was surprised by something, her eyes still wide and twitching for a moment before a loud splattering noise drew the attention of Eloise.
    A waterfall of pee was draining off every side of the fabric chair that glistened brightly as Julia began to wet herself. A loud hissing noise escaping as what must have been a heavily pressurised stream burst through her defences, spraying noisily into her pants and instantly saturating them. The navy material hiding much of the damage, but the backs of her legs becoming obviously wet. Streams rained from where her knees bent over the chairs while a wide waterfall fell from behind her and off the back of the chair. A large puddle instantly forming under her as she gazed forwards, her eyes still twitching but not changing any emotion.
    Eloise couldn’t believe what she was seeing, Julia was completely wetting herself in the library. Despite the copious signs of desperation through the day and even the last couple of days, the sudden loss and lack of emotion had caught her by surprise. As was the size of the slightly yellow puddle, a faint sweet small emanating from Julia’s piss that she could only assume was the effect of the can after can of energy drinks Julia had forced into her still emptying bladder.
    For more than three minutes pee rained down off the chair, the ever-expanding puddle spreading out in all directions from the chair on the level and waxed floor. The chair itself was completely sodden as were her trousers and shoes. Urine pooled against her skin, racing down her legs and overflowing her converse shoes, the light grey turning a saturated dark grey all over as even the shoe laces seemed to be soaking up Julia’s accident.
    Finally the loud splattering streams had finished, the quiet drips from the chair the only sound in their corner of the library. A silence that seemed to last forever came over them, Julia still staring forwards in disbelief, like a deer in the headlights of a car.
    “I….I thought I could hold it.” Julia said, her eyes blinking as she finally moved her head to look down at her saturated trousers and the puddle beneath her. “I haven’t lost control like this since…. I cant believe I just wet myself.” She said, her shoulders sagging as her body started to unwind itself from the knots she had tied it in to keep her bladder contained.
    “I….” Eloise said, at a loss for words, still staring at the mesmerising drops of Julia’s pee as they splashed into the giant puddle. Ripples radiating out in a symmetrical pattern as her puddle continued to spread.
    “I need to go and get changed.” Julia said standing, a sudden loud splattering noise making Eloise wince slightly as the pee caught between her friends legs fell to join the rest of it on the floor.
    The walk back was quiet, Eloise could tell Julia was embarrassed and didn’t want to talk about it. If it had been anyone else they might have gotten away with no one noticing. But given the sudden disappearance of the giant bulge sticking out of her, she was sure the others in her house would all realise what had happened when they saw her, even if they didn’t see the mess she had made of her clothes. Even now as they approached the house drips were still falling from Julia’s clothes, such was the amount they had tried to absorb.
     
    She was right though, the others had all been shocked to see her in such a state. Many of them in the hallway chatting when the wet Julia had returned moments after Zara and Vanessa. It was clear they were shocked and a little shaken by another of the house losing control of their body, but neither said anything. Assuming like Eloise that silence was the best option, for Julia’s sake they were pretending that nothing had happened. But something most certainly had.
     
    The morning sun was barely above the horizon and her room was still largely shrouded in darkness when Eloise woke the next day. Most of the time if she woke this early she would fall back to sleep, but for some reason the last few days she had been waking with an immense sense of excitement about what the day would bring. Maybe that was just what being at university was like.
    Getting up she turned on her laptop, browsing social media and checking the university news. It seemed like despite not having classes everything else was carrying on like normal at the university. The only thing that caught her eye was a headline saying they were currently investigating a possible water leak on the sixth floor of the library and that electronics in a certain corner were disabled for safety.
    Hearing slow and heavy footsteps walk past her room and the clunk of the door she figured it was probably time to get some breakfast. Walking towards the kitchen a few minutes later she could already hear the soft grunts and groans emanating from two of her housemates. Vanessa was stood by the counter making some toast as she bounced on double crossed legs. Her long muscular legs allowing her the strange added benefit of tying themselves in multiple knots. The mundane task of buttering her toast causing her to breath heavily and grunt with exertion from time to time.
    At the Table Summer was doing something similar, leaning back in her chair to give her giant bladder extra room. The force of her vibrating legs causing her entire body to shake as she tried to spoon cereal into her mouth from a great distance. Drops of milk falling from the shaking spoon that she was staring at intently, using all of her brain power to try and guide it to her mouth without losing its contents all over the table or herself. Every few seconds that passed she would shiver strongly, a grunt escaping twitching mouth as her overburdened bladder made its presence known.   
    “Hey, how are you guys doing?” Eloise asked, a greeting but also hoping for a little bit more.
    “Morning” Vanessa said, grimacing slightly as she twisted to greet her.
    “Hi, im doing good thanks.” Summer said, her sweaty and twitching face suggesting the opposite.
    “Good.” Eloise smiled, slightly saddened by the short replied but given the energy it must me taking them both to contain their bladders she couldn’t really fault them for not being talkative.
    “Was it Zara that just left, she nervous about later?”
    “No I don’t think so.” Summer replied.
    “Although she might need to be.” Vanessa added casually.
    “What do you mean?”
    “I mean, come on im not the only one to notice how much trouble she is having sitting still let alone jumping around.”
    “Vanessa!” Summer said, surprised. “Like you can say anything” she added.
    “What! Look we all need to go and im not saying I would be able to hold it doing her routine either. but I know the rest of us can control ourselves until the main block opens up.”
    Just looking at the pair of them squirming even as they talked about it made Eloise start to doubt that sentence. Although they had held it far longer than anything, she would have thought possible. So despite their clear signs of desperation, perhaps their confidence was well founded.
    “I would have thought the same about Julia and Lucy thought.” Summer said quietly, her friend’s accidents clearly playing on her mind as another powerful pulse or shiver seemed to race around her body.
    “What about me?” Julia said, walking into the kitchen to join them. A heavy bag on her shoulder and giant coffee cup in her hand that she emptied the dregs from and began to make a fresh batch.
    “Oh, we were just wondering If you and Lucy were coming to Zara’s performance later.” Vanessa said quickly as she turned around, her face grimacing once again and reminding Eloise of Zara the day before. Vanessas skin flushing red either from exertion or from almost being caught talking about Julia’s accident. While they might have all been open and talked about their need to pee earlier in the week, their friend’s loss of control still seemed to be a possible sore spot for them. Unsurprising given their status around the campus as some of the best holders.
    “Oh yeah sure, I wouldn’t miss it!” Julia said happily, fishing out two six packs of energy drinks and sliding them into her bag along with two large water bottles and the coffee cup. It seemed that despite her accident just a few hours earlier, the black-haired woman was taking no note of it. Going straight back to drinking copious amounts of liquid and making Eloise wonder if it had even had any impact on her. Lucy for her part had seemed dejected since her accident, although being the first may have only increased the humiliation she felt.
    “Im going to head to the Library again and then will meet up with you guys there.” Julia said, zipping up her bag.
    Behind them the front door opened loudly, hurried footsteps approaching them.
    “Guys!” An out of breath Zara said, leaning heavily on the doorframe with her hand as she doubled over. Panting heavily she tried to catch her breath, her chest and entire body heaving up and down as she groaned and scrunched up her face from discomfort. But given what Eloise was seeing it was really no wonder she was so uncomfortable.
    Now dressed in a skin tight leotard Zara’s bladder bulge seemed to have grown several inches. The heavy growth in her abdomen making it look like she had put on at least 20 pounds, the expanding organ now almost shrink wrapped by the lycra gym wear that must have been torture on her. The stylishly tie dye and ordinarily tight-fitting clothes stretched to their limits and pressing against her mercilessly.
    “Does anyone have any idea how to use this?” she asked, shakily holding up and old cassette tape.
    “What?” Vanessa asked, Eloise noticing her friends eyes glancing every few seconds at the pronounced bladder bulge on their mutual housemate. At least it wasn’t just her, although it was definitely hard to miss.
    “The stupid sound system doesn’t work with my phone. The only option is this thing.”
    “You hadn’t tried using the sound system till right now?” Summer asked.
    “No, now can someone please tell me they know how to put music on this thing?”
    “I do” Eloise said, for some reason holding her hand up slightly.
    “Awesome, you are my new best friend now please we have like 4 hours!” Zara pleaded.
    “Sure thing, we just have to find a track player. They might have one in the computer labs?”
    “Those are in the teaching blocks” Vanessa pointed out.
    “Fuck!” Zara swore loudly, curtsying slightly and pressing her now crossed thighs slightly harder against each other.
    “The might be one in the Library” Julia said.
    “Ok lets go!” Zara said, turning and storming off towards the front door with a surprising turn of speed given her current situation.
    Grabbing her coat on the way past her room the pair of them soon made it to the library and with the help of a slightly bemused looking receptionist pointed them towards the room they needed. With the help of Eloise and a couple of youtube videos they managed to convert her music track from her phone, onto a computer, onto a cd and then finally onto the cassette. A lengthy process that saw the gymnast vibrate around the room as she waited impatiently for it to finish up.
    Now with the cassette in hand they rushed back over to the gym with a little over an hour before the start of the competition. Moving to the booth they handed the girl behind the sound system the cassette and a few moments later they could both breath in relief as Zara’s song started playing over the gym speakers.
    “Thank god” Zara said, doubling over and putting a hand on her thigh she breathed out heavily.
    “Oooh does someone need to pee” A mocking tone came from behind them.
    “I should have guessed you would be here Bethany” Zara said, her eyes narrowing.
    “Looks like someone could use a bathroom. You look positively bursting” The leggy blonde said gleefully.
    “Well, looks like someone isn’t capable of holding it at all. I bet you scurried off somewhere to pee like a little child. How many times have you gone, four, five?” Zara said, a new fire burning in her eyes.
    “Hmmmf” Bethany scoffed, dismissing the claims but it was clear to Eloise that Zara had hit a chord.
    “It doesn’t matter…I’ve just been focused on winning this contest, something im sure you wont be doing looking like that” She said, pointing at Zara’s bulging bladder.
    “I will win this and keep control of my bladder.” Zara shot back, the pair of them trading insults and making Eloise feel a little awkward.
    “Really, well remember to stay hydrated” Bethany said, a smirk on her face as she grabbed her water bottle and held it above her mouth. Squeezing it she noisily drank the water as it squirted into her mouth, an audible rushing noise making the edges of Zara’s eyes twitch and her foot begin to fidget despite her best efforts to remain still.
    Finishing her bottle Zara’s apparent rival smirked again. “Looking a little hot and bothered there Za-za”
    “Just make sure you remember to pee before you start, that looked like a lot of water for someone like you.” Zara said, stuttering slightly but the comment making Bethany narrow her eyes. The two fierce competitors locking eyes for a few moments before Bethany turned and walked away, flicking her hair over her shoulder.  
    “What was that about?” Eloise asked.
    “Oh its just her. She is just upset because we use to be in the same leagues in most things in first year. But I’ve progressed and she is still stuck down at the bottom, I’ve even heard she failed the end of year 2 test and had to get remedial catch up lectures to help her.”
    “Is that all it is?” Eloise asked, their rivalry seemingly too big for just that.
    “Yeah, as far as I know anyway. I cant think of anything else.” Zara said shrugging.
    A buzz from her pocket made Eloise pull out her phone and as she opened the text message from Summer her heart skipped a beat.
    “Hey Eloise. Sorry to ask you but are you at home, would you be able to bring me some new trousers to the coffee shop.”
    Had she wet herself at work? A strange sense of sadness and missing out swept over her, making Eloise realise she had apparently been looking forward to seeing her friends hold on as much as possible. Now to have missed the final hours of Summers struggle she felt like she had lost an opportunity to witness something amazing.
    “What wrong?” Zara asked.
    “Oh…nothing. Sorry Summers just asked me to grab something for her.”
    “She is always forgetting something.” Zara smiled.
    “Yeah, are you going to be ok here?” Eloise asked
    “Yeah, I’ll be fine now, thanks.”
     
    luckily the gym wasn’t too far away from the house and less than 15 minutes later Eloise was walking up the road carrying a pair of her housemates work trousers in a small bag.  Her heart starting to beat faster the closer she got to the coffee shop and as she walked in she couldn’t help but look around for any signs of Summers accident. It had to have been over 20 minutes ago, but maybe there would be a wet floor sign, a mop and bucket, something.
    But as she looked around she was happy to see that while there was no sign of an accident, it was because Summer was still holding. Her friend currently tending to a table, her massive bladder bulge and shaking legs indicating that Eloise had in fact not missed anything.
    Looking up Summer caught sight of her, giving a weak wave and half-hearted smile the blonde pointed towards the staff only door that she was then led through.
    “Here you go, everything ok?” Eloise asked, now wondering why her friend had asked for spare trousers.
    “Yeah” Summer said breathlessly, her legs continuing to walk on the spot as she stood there. “The stupid button popped off” she said and looking down at the waist of her trousers it was no surprise given how much her bladder was poking out of her. “Had to use a safety pin, but I didn’t know if it would hold up either. You are a life saver”
    “No problem, you want me to wait for your shift to be over. Can head up to the gym together?” Eloise offered.
    “Yeah that sounds nice. Should only be about 30 minutes, I’ll get you a free tea while you wait. It’s the least I can do…but if you wouldn’t mind?” Summer said, her hands holding up her unbuckled trousers.
    “Yeah sorry” Eloise said, leaving her friend to get changed.
    A couple of minutes later Summer reappeared, her face much redder than it had been, her lips pursed as she looked like she was trying even harder not to let out a groan as she walked by. The new trousers apparently slightly tighter than the last and given the fraying fabric they were only just holding on too.
    Sipping her tea she watched Summer serve the tables for the next 25 minutes, each moment that passed making her look more and more desperate. She would try her best when serving the customers to act normal, but she was so far past normal it was impossible to hide it from them. Whenever she thought she was out of sight she would grab her crotch, squeezing it in a vice like grip as she held on for dear life. Her frantic typing and distracted serving leading to more than a couple of errors that she would have to painstakingly correct. Her attention and brainpower being taken away from her hold and put back where it should have been and correctly serving the customers.
    But despite appearances of being moments from exploding all over the shop Summer managed to make it to the end of her shift 40 minutes later. Disappearing hurriedly into the staff room once again, the swinging door revealing just enough of the room that Eloise peeked her start to desperately dance around the room with both her hands buried in her crotch for a few moments before is closed.
    Re-emerging summer was suddenly dressed in a light blue polo dress, although the typical thin waistband was currently being pushed out and turning the straight edged dress into something else entirely. The short length of it being made even shorter by the extra size of her bladder as the form fitting dress was forced to go around the large addition to her abdomen.
    “Should we go, don’t want to be late?” Summer said uneasily, her exposed knees knocking together where she stood.
     
    Meeting up with the others they had all taken their seats in one of the large metal stands that had been built for spectators. Heavy base music filled the air as the gymnasts stretched and prepared on the large floor mat, the group of them waving at Zara as she awkwardly stretched. Eloise hoping her housemate wouldn’t hurt herself by doing her routine while that full of liquid.
    Thankfully she didn’t have long to wait, Zara was the third contestant up for her event in the bar vault. She was following her rival Bethany who had managed to score an impressive 32/40. Her tight corkscrew jump off the springboard pleasing the crowd and judge.
    As her music started Zara rocked at the start of her run up, even from the stands it was easy to see the sweat gathering on her even before her first run. Breathing heavily Zara started down the mats, her face grimacing with every heavy and slightly off rhythm step. Jumping onto the springboard she twisted her body, tucking up her knees and grunting loudly. Landing on her feet she let out a sharp shout, groaning as she fell to one knee. Her hands firmly between her legs for a moment before the buzzer sounded and she looked up. Her run had been disqualified and looking to her left she could see why, as she had fallen to her knee she was landed outside the yellow landing area, her body crossing the thick red lines that marked their boundary. Puffing out her cheeks she remained in the crouched position for a few seconds longer before taking her place at the start for her second run.
    Charging down the mat again she flipped forwards once more, catapulting off the board and into the air where she began to rotate, another loud groan escaping her as she forced her giant bladder to twist inside her. Managing two full rotations with her head just above the beam she readjusted herself to land on her feet but again she was forced to double over. The boom of her feet loud enough to hear over the music, a heavy landing that jostled everything inside her. Even from the stands they could all she her grimace, her hands going between her legs again as she fell to her knees again. But no buzzer sounded this time, she had fallen to her knees within the lines. But such a bad landing was sure to hurt her score even if it was legal.
    Watching Zara walk back to the starting run Eloise could tell she was annoyed, kicking her water bottle across from her and earning her a warning from the umpire.
    The scores, 2.5, 3.0, 2.0, 2.0.
    9.5 the lowest of the competition so far.
    Taking her place back at the start Zara was shaking her arms and her head, before it hung still looking down and then at the celling with her eyes closed. As the music started she put a foot forward rocking backwards and forwards a couple of times before sprinting down the runway. Her strides seemed more powerful this time, her legs extending more as she jumped to the springboard. Landing for a moment she launched into the air, her legs quickly swivelling around until she was inverted, corkscrewing her body around not once or twice but three times. Finally adjusting herself in the air once more she tucked her legs in and added a summersault just a foot from the floor before landing on her feet.
    This time her posture remained and her hands flew above her head triumphantly, but there wasn’t a smile on her face but a pained grimace. Even as she celebrated all of those watching her including her friends could see the crotch of her bodysuit darkening substantially as the ocean of pee inside her burst through her defences, the sudden jolt shattering all control or perhaps she had simply given it up to achieve a better result. But now as Eloise watched in mild shock a hushed silence filled the room, one of the top holders at the university was currently wetting themselves in an auditorium packed with spectators. A loud splattering noise echoing up off the plastic-coated crash mats, the pool of clear liquid spraying out of her in all directions and at some speed. It looked almost as if someone had a thumb in a hose between her legs as the days of pent up pee soaked through her clothes and raced down her legs that now shone in the lights of the packed auditorium.  
    As those around the room began to realise what was going on there was an audible pause in the clapping, before a few moments later it seemed to erupt even louder as Zara continued to wet herself on the centre of the stage. The rapturous applause far louder for some reason, as if the crowd were showing their appreciation of how much and how hard she was trying to contain her bladder. Or perhaps they thought it was some added artform, the bladder university offering a new spectacle of wet gymnastics. It was a strange moment for Eloise, everyone around her clapping madly for her friend who was currently pissing herself, well everyone but Summer.
    A couple of people over the Blonde-haired woman had her head in her hands, her ears burning bright red. Looking beneath her it was clear that she too had lost control of her bladder at almost the same moment, a river liquid currently draining down the metal slats and pouring off them onto the wooden floor meters beneath her. Too wrapped up in the show in front of them the audience was missing her accident, but as the applause started to die down an unmistakable sound of liquid dripping onto wood took its place as a couple of those around summer began to look over at the mortified woman who was wetting herself amongst the crowd.
    But just as the loud patter of Summers accident starting to make its way through the noise of the auditorium the music started again. The sudden base noise filling the room and sparing Summer further humiliation, only a couple of her housemates seemed to have noticed.  Their red faces looking first at her and then beneath them. Summers stream still adding to the huge puddle under the stand, falling almost three feet and colliding with the solid surface. Her and Zara a mirror image but as one revelled in the applause the other shrank back from the room, hoping no one had noticed as she too lost control of her mammoth bladder. The only saving grace the fact she was wearing a dress, although given her sitting position Eloise could see it running down her thighs and the backs of her blue knee socks darkening in long streaks as her pee soaked into them.
    Eloise couldn’t pick who to watch, her head swivelling between Zara who remained on the stage, pee running down her toned legs and darkening the crash mats for meters around her. Or Summer, who still had her head in her hands, the distance her pee falling causing it to bounce and spray an even larger puddle than Zara was creating.
    “The scores are in!” The woman in the booth announced.
    “10.0, 10.0, 10.0, 10.0, a perfect score!”
    Again the crowd erupted in applause, people all around them standing in ovation.
    Bowing to them she walked off the stage, a few rivulets still flowing down her legs. But as the music started Zara simply took her place on the side of the stage, sitting in a chair as pee still left her exhausted bladder. A new second puddle forming under her chair as If now she had virtually won, she had no cares in the world. Unlike Summer who continued to hide her face, peeing a steady stream for well over two more minutes. But despite her unmoving body and the loud patter of urine, no one seemed to have noticed other than Eloise and her housemates. Although, someone would surely find the absolutely massive puddle beneath the stand when they came to take it down later that evening. Her mess easily mistaken for a spilt cooler, drips still falling in a wide arc where her pee had run along the bottom of the metal bar beneath her.
     
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    The cracks in the groups iron bladders are starting to appear, will any of them be able to hold on?
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    Chapter 5: Cost of Composure
    “We lost one” The same woman said, a hint of nervousness in her voice for the first time as she spoke into the dimly lit room once again.
    “A member of Iron house?” came the perfectly calm reply.
    “I’m afraid so. It was the one that was dosed instead of the first year.”
    “A feat to last as long as she had given the circumstances.” Came the impressed sounding reply, the first sign of emotion from the woman standing at her bookshelf.
    “The device recorded a volume above her previous record, suggesting that despite the lack of holds she has done recently and today’s events, she may be a good candidate.”
    “Even though so many are beating her?”
    “Its true many students are out holding her in length, but I doubt many will reach the same volume. I still think it’s worth keeping her in the running even though she didn’t make the 150 hour mark that we expected her too.”
    “Good, I didn’t put her with the others in Iron house for nothing...”
     
    That Night Eloise couldn’t help but dream about what she had seen, images of Lucy’s accident plaquing her dreams as the events of the day played themselves out again and again. A mix of guilt and fascination fuelling the dreams of the sometimes even larger than life accident she had witnessed. Again and again the desperate Lucy would plead or beg with her to let her use a toilet, asking her why she hadn’t said anything about the diuretics in the beer she had drunk. Yet each time Eloise stayed silent, her heart beating rapidly as she watched it unfold one more time, each wetting more exciting that the last, the anticipation making her hunger for the moment of loss.
    Now she found herself under a giant Lucy, her booming voice calling to her.
    “Is this what you wanted, is that what you hoped for” She said, before the giant woman let lose a torrent of liquid above her as it fell towards her in slow motion. Eloise almost cried out raising her hands above her face before the gigantic droplets hit her.
    “Hhhye huuu…what?” Eloise jolted awake, her hair matted to her face with sweat as she felt her clothes sticking to her.
    “What the fuck was that” she whispered to herself, the memories of the dreams not fading away as they usually did. Blinking her eyes a few times she adjusted back to the real world, still slightly weirded out by the dreams as her heart beat in her chest.
     
    As they sat around the table that morning the tension in the room was palpable, the women around her unable to stop the occasional grunt or groan escape their lips while easting their cereal. An otherwise ordinary task that seemed to be causing a ludicrous level of exertion for her house mates. Their bladders had truly been pushed to their maximum capacity, a fact that now one of them had lost control was starting to sink in. But despite that, it seemed none of them were making any moves to make life easier for themselves. Their training, pride and infallible belief in themselves overriding any rational thoughts, even as they winced in discomfort.
    Unable to take the silence Eloise tried to think of something to say, the constant tapping of Summers and Julia’s feet on the vinyl floor making it more difficult. “So what are you guys planning on doing today?” She asked.
    “Not sure” Lucy said, her legs still but shoulders sagged. It was clear to everyone she was feeling down about what had happened, it would probably be worth thinking of something to do together to cheer her up Eloise thought to herself.
    “I’ve got to prepare for the gymnastics performance tomorrow. So I will be at the gym all afternoon.” Zara said before noisily slurping her milk from her spoon. “Yeah im going with her to see if I can help” Vanessa added before taking a large sip of orange juice. The only one other than Eloise to have a large drink on the table as well.
    Wait, Zara was still planning on doing her routine? Eloise couldn’t imagine what it must feel like or the strength it must take to do it without exploding everywhere. If that simple twist had been enough to cause her discomfort yesterday, what must a flip through the air do. But there it was again, the sense of anticipation or excitement to know these women’s limits.
    “I have work” Summer said matter of factly, standing slowly to place her bowl in the sink. Her tight black work trousers clearly digging into her bladder. The zip partially undone at the top as they struggled to accommodate her bladders size.
    “Im heading to the library, going to see if I can get some more….” Julia winced visibly, her eyes closing and lips pursing as she stifled a groan. “More prep in for the test” She finished, her voice wavering.
    “Mind if I come with you?” Eloise asked, “I think I should probably start on that reading list”
    “Sure thing. Will be nice to have some company.” Julia replied.
    “What about you guys?” She asked, looking at Kay and Allie who sat cross legged on the sofa next to them. Their dangling feet wiggling as almost a mirror image of one another.
    “Not sure” Kay replied, “Might order a pizza later.”
    “Not really an activity.” Allie joked. “But no I don’t have any real plans either. I do have to do my laundry though”
    “Since we don’t have any plans, why don’t we all go out for lunch?” Vanessa suggested to the room.
    “No fair!” Summer said, sliding her water bottle into her work bag.
    “Your place serves food right, any chance you can get a break to join us for a bit if we come to you?” Allie asked.
    “Oh maybe!” Summer said happily.
    “Can we make it brunch rather than Lunch. I don’t want to be too late to the gym.” Zara said.
    “Sure thing” Vanessa agreed, none of the others voicing a concern.
    “Anyway I have got to get to work, text me the details” Summer said, slinging her bag over her shoulder and wincing slightly as it made contact with her abdomen. Despite hitting her in the back, it seemed that any pressure anywhere caused her more discomfort.
     
     
    “We told Summer 11 and its five past.” Lucy said as they walked up the road. Now unencumbered, her movements had returned to a more normal pace. But with the others still struggling they were walking considerably slower than they had been before today. Not that Eloise could blame them as she walked beside them, occasionally sneaking glances at their mammoth bladders that continued to fascinate her. Academically she had read about super holders, but until now she had never met anyone who came close to the medical oddities or extreme cases in those texts. Thinking back to what Allie had said some days ago, it was really no surprise that companies would be head hunting her house mates if they were capable of such feats.
    “Its just 5 minutes” Kay said, her face a little more red than usual.
    “If Julia hadn’t forgotten her work book and gone back for it we might have made it on time.” Vanessa said, slightly annoyed.
    “I’m sorry I was a little distracted.” Julia admitted, a hand deep in the pockets of her tightly fitting trousers and making Eloise wonder if she was actually holding herself as the group walked along.
    “That only took like 2 minutes anyway” Allie responded, siding with Julia. “It was Zara on the phone before we left.” She finished, pointing the finger at yet another of the group. The tensions flaring as they each battled their own bodies which were clearly causing them more than a little irritation or short temper.
    “Guys its fine, I am sure Summer will understand.” Eloise said, trying to broker a truce but only succeeding in causing a now awkward silence between them all as they continued walking uneasily. The only sounds the heavy breathing and panting of her bloated housemates, added to by the occasional groan and grimace as pulses raced through their full bodies.
    As they walked through the campus and approached the coffee shop Eloise was becoming aware of a number of looks from those they passed. Passers-by watching the parade of desperate women, some with envy of their skills and others with jealousy that made them want to see them all reach their final limits. Although a couple seemed to be sporting similar bulges, their own faces wracked with desperation and pain. It seemed that her house mates were not the only ones still holding and suffering for it, the universities prowess making many more push themselves to their absolute limits.
    Entering the coffee shop they found themselves a large table, her friends grunting as they forced themselves to sit down. Visibly sighing and taking a few moments to recover from their walk, some resting a hand on or giving their crotch a little squeeze for the extra reassurance. It was clear they were all at their wits end.
    “Hey guys, I couldn’t get a break right now but I will be with you in like 15 minutes.” Summer said, approaching the table and standing with her legs tightly crossed. The pose doing nothing to hide her bladders prominence.
    “Do you want us to wait for you?” Eloise asked, trying to look her friend in the eyes and not just stare at her abdomen.
    “No, if we order now it will probably take 10 – 15 minutes anyway which should be when I get a break.”
    “Ok that sounds good.” Eloise replied.
    “What can I get for you?” Summer said, giving her best customer service smile. But the twitching at the edges of her smile combined with the furrowing in her brow somewhat broke the surface level of composure she was displaying.
    “Can I get the chilli Jacket potato” Eloise replied, going for a slightly heavier lunch to get her energy up for a long night of studying.
    “Sure thing and to dr…drink?”
    “I’ll have a black tea if you do that?”
    “Ok, whose next?” Summer said, her pencil finishing Eloise’s order as she looked up expecting for someone to speak. But instead it seemed they were all to preoccupied, their eyes staring down at the menu’s but none of them taking anything in. Summer herself was standing waiting, her thighs rubbing against each other as she tried to look as composed as possible.
    “Julia?” She asked, the direct question snapping the black-haired woman out of it.
    “Im sorry, im not really hungry now I think about it.” She said shifting uncomfortably.
    “Come on, I thought we were eating together, I convinced my boss to let me give you guys a discount.” Summer said, clearly a little annoyed.
    “Ok, I think I will just have a cheese and tomato panini” She said, choosing a lighter option from the menu.
    “Yeah that sounds good” A couple of the others joined in and soon the orders were taken.
    About 15 minutes later a slightly stressed looking Summer brough over the tables food and joined them as they began to eat, making small talk and mainly listening to Zara talk about her performance tomorrow. Eloise was taken aback by how she spoke, sounding either oblivious of her current condition or possessing a superhuman willpower that would allow her to perform her ordinarily taxing routine with a full bladder. Either way Eloise was not going to miss it tomorrow.
    She was also happy to see that despite the tumultuous start to lunch things seemed to have calmed down a little. Their desperation still obvious but they were at least talking to each other.
    “Summer, breaks over” A older woman announced to her from the till about an hour later. The blonde letting out a loud sigh as she stood uneasily, pressing her legs together tightly before grabbing up the plates they had eaten from and walking back towards the shop front.
    “Yeah I should probably head off to the gym.” Zara said, adjusting herself in her seat slightly.
    “And I guess we should go to the Library?” Eloise added in the direction of Julia who had once again been far more quiet than was usual for even her. Getting a nod she stood up quickly, looking over at Julia who seemed to be having second thoughts about standing. Her hand resting on the table for a moment as she remained firmly in her seat, before finally and with a loud grunt she pushed herself up from it. Her eyes scrunching closed and lips pursing together to stop any more noises escaping.
     
    Arriving at the library Eloise was impressed by the sheer size of it. The old brickwork building at least six stories high, busts and statues adorning the outside of the classic building. Since moving to England she had missed the old European architecture that she had grown to consider normal to her home, the large town she grew up in was full of the French equivalent. Just looking at it made her heart feel a little fuller, a little closer to home.
    “This place looks amazing!” she said,
    “You haven’t seen the inside” Julia smiled, a hand once again deep in her pocket as the pair walked slowly along.
    But she was right, entering the front door they found themselves in a large dome roofed section, sunlight beaming down through the centre, with the floors of books above them.
    “So we should probably start on the fourth floor, its where a lot of the main study books you will need for first year are. The place uses the dewy decimal system, so if you go up to one of the computers you can search for books by name and they will give you the number. Then just follow the numbers to the right area.”
    “Ok thank you!” Eloise said, glancing over at the computers.
    “Uh…” Julia groaned again, bending over where she stood. “Lets take the lift to the sixth and I’ll point out a couple of books that might be useful.”
    “Sure thing.”
     
    “I used that a lot in first year” Julia said, pausing and taking out another book. Putting it into the heavily ladened arms of Eloise who was starting to struggle with the weight. The dozen books from the reading list and Julia’s recommendations feeling like a lead weight.
    “I….uh……uh” Julia suddenly breathed out heavily, doubling over slightly again.
    “Are you ok?”
    “Yeah I am fine”, Julia said panting slightly. Bracing herself on a book case for a moment she seemed to regain her composure as she stared at the floor.
    “I think that should do for now, why...why don’t we find somewhere to sit and study.”
    Taking faltering steps for differing reasons the duo walked around the book cases and to a small desk and chairs situated near the corner of the building. A secluded and quiet spot for them to study with no distractions.
    Sitting down Julia grimaced as her rear met the seat, the change of posture not helping the full woman’s bladder. But despite this, a moment later she pulled a large 6 pack of energy drinks from her bag and placed them on the table. Pulling the first one out and cracking it open and beginning to sip from it. Taking a seat next to her Eloise could already see her friends legs beginning to vibrate under the desk. Julia’s left hand resting on her thigh as it moved up and down at a breakneck pace.
    It was difficult to concentrate with her friend moving so erratically next to her, occasionally gasping or grunting, but somehow Eloise managed to get pulled into her studying. Taking notes on the history and world cultures of Urology. It was a fascinating subject that really captured her interest, she had always been interested in how different people and cultures viewed it. She couldn’t help but smile sub-consciously as she took her notes, she was living her dream of being at one of the most prestigious universities and learning about something she truly loved. What more could she have wished for!
    She stayed in this revere for hours, although to her they felt like minutes. Her mind completely occupied by her studying, until a loud groan caught her attention. Somehow, she had almost forgotten about her friend sitting next to her, but as she looked over she could see Julia doubled over in her seat. Her eyes were closed and she was bent over so far her head was almost making contact with the desk. Beads of sweat were forming and running down the sides of her pale face, falling onto the notebook she had beneath her.
    “ooohhhh” She groaned again, her body shaking violently and causing her glasses to slip from her face and clunk onto the desk. The close proximity of her face probably saving them from any damage. The loud noise making Julia open her eyes and straighten slightly. A shaky hand reaching for her glasses and putting them back on.
    “Are you sure your ok?” Eloise asked again even though it was clear she wasn’t.
    “why does it have to be so hot in here. Its making me sweat and my glasses keep sliding down my nose.” Julia responded, ignoring the real point of the question. Even opening another energy drink and taking a sip, it seemed like the more of them she drank the quicker she drank. A vicious circle that Eloise was sure wasn’t helping her, because the room wasn’t hot in the slightest. In fact Eloise she could feel a distinct chill in the area, the old building apparently not having much in the way of heating.
    But after watching her friend try to go back to studying she did the same, occasionally glancing at Julia who was now breathing loudly through her nose. The constant unerring noise coming from her making it slightly harder than before to concentrate.
    But soon the heavy breathing stopped from her nose and looking over Eloise could see Julia biting the hemline to her shirt as she pulled it up in anguish, her legs continuing to jig ferociously where she sat. The nervous behaviour pulling her top up and revealing her massively distended bladder that seemed to be shaking on its own. Pulses and ripples racing across the surface of her skin and flapping the fabric of her shirt. The hem line of her Khaki trousers pressing viciously into it, a thick and painful red line easy to see on her white skin.
    But somehow it seemed the woman sat next to her was able to push the thoughts of desperation from her mind and take notes from the book she was reading. A task that Eloise was unsure she would be able to in similar circumstances. Even now she could feel a distinct fullness in her own bladder having not relieved herself since the morning. Although as she thought about it she realised she hadn’t drunk that much, her water bottle only half empty.
    Taking a long sip from her bottle she Eloise noticed Julia’s frantic movements stop for a moment, the black haired woman’s her eyes widening as she let out a couple of deep rapid breaths. Another pulse raced around her body as she let out short pained breaths.
    “Oh…” Julia said quietly as if she was surprised by something, her eyes still wide and twitching for a moment before a loud splattering noise drew the attention of Eloise.
    A waterfall of pee was draining off every side of the fabric chair that glistened brightly as Julia began to wet herself. A loud hissing noise escaping as what must have been a heavily pressurised stream burst through her defences, spraying noisily into her pants and instantly saturating them. The navy material hiding much of the damage, but the backs of her legs becoming obviously wet. Streams rained from where her knees bent over the chairs while a wide waterfall fell from behind her and off the back of the chair. A large puddle instantly forming under her as she gazed forwards, her eyes still twitching but not changing any emotion.
    Eloise couldn’t believe what she was seeing, Julia was completely wetting herself in the library. Despite the copious signs of desperation through the day and even the last couple of days, the sudden loss and lack of emotion had caught her by surprise. As was the size of the slightly yellow puddle, a faint sweet small emanating from Julia’s piss that she could only assume was the effect of the can after can of energy drinks Julia had forced into her still emptying bladder.
    For more than three minutes pee rained down off the chair, the ever-expanding puddle spreading out in all directions from the chair on the level and waxed floor. The chair itself was completely sodden as were her trousers and shoes. Urine pooled against her skin, racing down her legs and overflowing her converse shoes, the light grey turning a saturated dark grey all over as even the shoe laces seemed to be soaking up Julia’s accident.
    Finally the loud splattering streams had finished, the quiet drips from the chair the only sound in their corner of the library. A silence that seemed to last forever came over them, Julia still staring forwards in disbelief, like a deer in the headlights of a car.
    “I….I thought I could hold it.” Julia said, her eyes blinking as she finally moved her head to look down at her saturated trousers and the puddle beneath her. “I haven’t lost control like this since…. I cant believe I just wet myself.” She said, her shoulders sagging as her body started to unwind itself from the knots she had tied it in to keep her bladder contained.
    “I….” Eloise said, at a loss for words, still staring at the mesmerising drops of Julia’s pee as they splashed into the giant puddle. Ripples radiating out in a symmetrical pattern as her puddle continued to spread.
    “I need to go and get changed.” Julia said standing, a sudden loud splattering noise making Eloise wince slightly as the pee caught between her friends legs fell to join the rest of it on the floor.
    The walk back was quiet, Eloise could tell Julia was embarrassed and didn’t want to talk about it. If it had been anyone else they might have gotten away with no one noticing. But given the sudden disappearance of the giant bulge sticking out of her, she was sure the others in her house would all realise what had happened when they saw her, even if they didn’t see the mess she had made of her clothes. Even now as they approached the house drips were still falling from Julia’s clothes, such was the amount they had tried to absorb.
     
    She was right though, the others had all been shocked to see her in such a state. Many of them in the hallway chatting when the wet Julia had returned moments after Zara and Vanessa. It was clear they were shocked and a little shaken by another of the house losing control of their body, but neither said anything. Assuming like Eloise that silence was the best option, for Julia’s sake they were pretending that nothing had happened. But something most certainly had.
     
    The morning sun was barely above the horizon and her room was still largely shrouded in darkness when Eloise woke the next day. Most of the time if she woke this early she would fall back to sleep, but for some reason the last few days she had been waking with an immense sense of excitement about what the day would bring. Maybe that was just what being at university was like.
    Getting up she turned on her laptop, browsing social media and checking the university news. It seemed like despite not having classes everything else was carrying on like normal at the university. The only thing that caught her eye was a headline saying they were currently investigating a possible water leak on the sixth floor of the library and that electronics in a certain corner were disabled for safety.
    Hearing slow and heavy footsteps walk past her room and the clunk of the door she figured it was probably time to get some breakfast. Walking towards the kitchen a few minutes later she could already hear the soft grunts and groans emanating from two of her housemates. Vanessa was stood by the counter making some toast as she bounced on double crossed legs. Her long muscular legs allowing her the strange added benefit of tying themselves in multiple knots. The mundane task of buttering her toast causing her to breath heavily and grunt with exertion from time to time.
    At the Table Summer was doing something similar, leaning back in her chair to give her giant bladder extra room. The force of her vibrating legs causing her entire body to shake as she tried to spoon cereal into her mouth from a great distance. Drops of milk falling from the shaking spoon that she was staring at intently, using all of her brain power to try and guide it to her mouth without losing its contents all over the table or herself. Every few seconds that passed she would shiver strongly, a grunt escaping twitching mouth as her overburdened bladder made its presence known.   
    “Hey, how are you guys doing?” Eloise asked, a greeting but also hoping for a little bit more.
    “Morning” Vanessa said, grimacing slightly as she twisted to greet her.
    “Hi, im doing good thanks.” Summer said, her sweaty and twitching face suggesting the opposite.
    “Good.” Eloise smiled, slightly saddened by the short replied but given the energy it must me taking them both to contain their bladders she couldn’t really fault them for not being talkative.
    “Was it Zara that just left, she nervous about later?”
    “No I don’t think so.” Summer replied.
    “Although she might need to be.” Vanessa added casually.
    “What do you mean?”
    “I mean, come on im not the only one to notice how much trouble she is having sitting still let alone jumping around.”
    “Vanessa!” Summer said, surprised. “Like you can say anything” she added.
    “What! Look we all need to go and im not saying I would be able to hold it doing her routine either. but I know the rest of us can control ourselves until the main block opens up.”
    Just looking at the pair of them squirming even as they talked about it made Eloise start to doubt that sentence. Although they had held it far longer than anything, she would have thought possible. So despite their clear signs of desperation, perhaps their confidence was well founded.
    “I would have thought the same about Julia and Lucy thought.” Summer said quietly, her friend’s accidents clearly playing on her mind as another powerful pulse or shiver seemed to race around her body.
    “What about me?” Julia said, walking into the kitchen to join them. A heavy bag on her shoulder and giant coffee cup in her hand that she emptied the dregs from and began to make a fresh batch.
    “Oh, we were just wondering If you and Lucy were coming to Zara’s performance later.” Vanessa said quickly as she turned around, her face grimacing once again and reminding Eloise of Zara the day before. Vanessas skin flushing red either from exertion or from almost being caught talking about Julia’s accident. While they might have all been open and talked about their need to pee earlier in the week, their friend’s loss of control still seemed to be a possible sore spot for them. Unsurprising given their status around the campus as some of the best holders.
    “Oh yeah sure, I wouldn’t miss it!” Julia said happily, fishing out two six packs of energy drinks and sliding them into her bag along with two large water bottles and the coffee cup. It seemed that despite her accident just a few hours earlier, the black-haired woman was taking no note of it. Going straight back to drinking copious amounts of liquid and making Eloise wonder if it had even had any impact on her. Lucy for her part had seemed dejected since her accident, although being the first may have only increased the humiliation she felt.
    “Im going to head to the Library again and then will meet up with you guys there.” Julia said, zipping up her bag.
    Behind them the front door opened loudly, hurried footsteps approaching them.
    “Guys!” An out of breath Zara said, leaning heavily on the doorframe with her hand as she doubled over. Panting heavily she tried to catch her breath, her chest and entire body heaving up and down as she groaned and scrunched up her face from discomfort. But given what Eloise was seeing it was really no wonder she was so uncomfortable.
    Now dressed in a skin tight leotard Zara’s bladder bulge seemed to have grown several inches. The heavy growth in her abdomen making it look like she had put on at least 20 pounds, the expanding organ now almost shrink wrapped by the lycra gym wear that must have been torture on her. The stylishly tie dye and ordinarily tight-fitting clothes stretched to their limits and pressing against her mercilessly.
    “Does anyone have any idea how to use this?” she asked, shakily holding up and old cassette tape.
    “What?” Vanessa asked, Eloise noticing her friends eyes glancing every few seconds at the pronounced bladder bulge on their mutual housemate. At least it wasn’t just her, although it was definitely hard to miss.
    “The stupid sound system doesn’t work with my phone. The only option is this thing.”
    “You hadn’t tried using the sound system till right now?” Summer asked.
    “No, now can someone please tell me they know how to put music on this thing?”
    “I do” Eloise said, for some reason holding her hand up slightly.
    “Awesome, you are my new best friend now please we have like 4 hours!” Zara pleaded.
    “Sure thing, we just have to find a track player. They might have one in the computer labs?”
    “Those are in the teaching blocks” Vanessa pointed out.
    “Fuck!” Zara swore loudly, curtsying slightly and pressing her now crossed thighs slightly harder against each other.
    “The might be one in the Library” Julia said.
    “Ok lets go!” Zara said, turning and storming off towards the front door with a surprising turn of speed given her current situation.
    Grabbing her coat on the way past her room the pair of them soon made it to the library and with the help of a slightly bemused looking receptionist pointed them towards the room they needed. With the help of Eloise and a couple of youtube videos they managed to convert her music track from her phone, onto a computer, onto a cd and then finally onto the cassette. A lengthy process that saw the gymnast vibrate around the room as she waited impatiently for it to finish up.
    Now with the cassette in hand they rushed back over to the gym with a little over an hour before the start of the competition. Moving to the booth they handed the girl behind the sound system the cassette and a few moments later they could both breath in relief as Zara’s song started playing over the gym speakers.
    “Thank god” Zara said, doubling over and putting a hand on her thigh she breathed out heavily.
    “Oooh does someone need to pee” A mocking tone came from behind them.
    “I should have guessed you would be here Bethany” Zara said, her eyes narrowing.
    “Looks like someone could use a bathroom. You look positively bursting” The leggy blonde said gleefully.
    “Well, looks like someone isn’t capable of holding it at all. I bet you scurried off somewhere to pee like a little child. How many times have you gone, four, five?” Zara said, a new fire burning in her eyes.
    “Hmmmf” Bethany scoffed, dismissing the claims but it was clear to Eloise that Zara had hit a chord.
    “It doesn’t matter…I’ve just been focused on winning this contest, something im sure you wont be doing looking like that” She said, pointing at Zara’s bulging bladder.
    “I will win this and keep control of my bladder.” Zara shot back, the pair of them trading insults and making Eloise feel a little awkward.
    “Really, well remember to stay hydrated” Bethany said, a smirk on her face as she grabbed her water bottle and held it above her mouth. Squeezing it she noisily drank the water as it squirted into her mouth, an audible rushing noise making the edges of Zara’s eyes twitch and her foot begin to fidget despite her best efforts to remain still.
    Finishing her bottle Zara’s apparent rival smirked again. “Looking a little hot and bothered there Za-za”
    “Just make sure you remember to pee before you start, that looked like a lot of water for someone like you.” Zara said, stuttering slightly but the comment making Bethany narrow her eyes. The two fierce competitors locking eyes for a few moments before Bethany turned and walked away, flicking her hair over her shoulder.  
    “What was that about?” Eloise asked.
    “Oh its just her. She is just upset because we use to be in the same leagues in most things in first year. But I’ve progressed and she is still stuck down at the bottom, I’ve even heard she failed the end of year 2 test and had to get remedial catch up lectures to help her.”
    “Is that all it is?” Eloise asked, their rivalry seemingly too big for just that.
    “Yeah, as far as I know anyway. I cant think of anything else.” Zara said shrugging.
    A buzz from her pocket made Eloise pull out her phone and as she opened the text message from Summer her heart skipped a beat.
    “Hey Eloise. Sorry to ask you but are you at home, would you be able to bring me some new trousers to the coffee shop.”
    Had she wet herself at work? A strange sense of sadness and missing out swept over her, making Eloise realise she had apparently been looking forward to seeing her friends hold on as much as possible. Now to have missed the final hours of Summers struggle she felt like she had lost an opportunity to witness something amazing.
    “What wrong?” Zara asked.
    “Oh…nothing. Sorry Summers just asked me to grab something for her.”
    “She is always forgetting something.” Zara smiled.
    “Yeah, are you going to be ok here?” Eloise asked
    “Yeah, I’ll be fine now, thanks.”
     
    luckily the gym wasn’t too far away from the house and less than 15 minutes later Eloise was walking up the road carrying a pair of her housemates work trousers in a small bag.  Her heart starting to beat faster the closer she got to the coffee shop and as she walked in she couldn’t help but look around for any signs of Summers accident. It had to have been over 20 minutes ago, but maybe there would be a wet floor sign, a mop and bucket, something.
    But as she looked around she was happy to see that while there was no sign of an accident, it was because Summer was still holding. Her friend currently tending to a table, her massive bladder bulge and shaking legs indicating that Eloise had in fact not missed anything.
    Looking up Summer caught sight of her, giving a weak wave and half-hearted smile the blonde pointed towards the staff only door that she was then led through.
    “Here you go, everything ok?” Eloise asked, now wondering why her friend had asked for spare trousers.
    “Yeah” Summer said breathlessly, her legs continuing to walk on the spot as she stood there. “The stupid button popped off” she said and looking down at the waist of her trousers it was no surprise given how much her bladder was poking out of her. “Had to use a safety pin, but I didn’t know if it would hold up either. You are a life saver”
    “No problem, you want me to wait for your shift to be over. Can head up to the gym together?” Eloise offered.
    “Yeah that sounds nice. Should only be about 30 minutes, I’ll get you a free tea while you wait. It’s the least I can do…but if you wouldn’t mind?” Summer said, her hands holding up her unbuckled trousers.
    “Yeah sorry” Eloise said, leaving her friend to get changed.
    A couple of minutes later Summer reappeared, her face much redder than it had been, her lips pursed as she looked like she was trying even harder not to let out a groan as she walked by. The new trousers apparently slightly tighter than the last and given the fraying fabric they were only just holding on too.
    Sipping her tea she watched Summer serve the tables for the next 25 minutes, each moment that passed making her look more and more desperate. She would try her best when serving the customers to act normal, but she was so far past normal it was impossible to hide it from them. Whenever she thought she was out of sight she would grab her crotch, squeezing it in a vice like grip as she held on for dear life. Her frantic typing and distracted serving leading to more than a couple of errors that she would have to painstakingly correct. Her attention and brainpower being taken away from her hold and put back where it should have been and correctly serving the customers.
    But despite appearances of being moments from exploding all over the shop Summer managed to make it to the end of her shift 40 minutes later. Disappearing hurriedly into the staff room once again, the swinging door revealing just enough of the room that Eloise peeked her start to desperately dance around the room with both her hands buried in her crotch for a few moments before is closed.
    Re-emerging summer was suddenly dressed in a light blue polo dress, although the typical thin waistband was currently being pushed out and turning the straight edged dress into something else entirely. The short length of it being made even shorter by the extra size of her bladder as the form fitting dress was forced to go around the large addition to her abdomen.
    “Should we go, don’t want to be late?” Summer said uneasily, her exposed knees knocking together where she stood.
     
    Meeting up with the others they had all taken their seats in one of the large metal stands that had been built for spectators. Heavy base music filled the air as the gymnasts stretched and prepared on the large floor mat, the group of them waving at Zara as she awkwardly stretched. Eloise hoping her housemate wouldn’t hurt herself by doing her routine while that full of liquid.
    Thankfully she didn’t have long to wait, Zara was the third contestant up for her event in the bar vault. She was following her rival Bethany who had managed to score an impressive 32/40. Her tight corkscrew jump off the springboard pleasing the crowd and judge.
    As her music started Zara rocked at the start of her run up, even from the stands it was easy to see the sweat gathering on her even before her first run. Breathing heavily Zara started down the mats, her face grimacing with every heavy and slightly off rhythm step. Jumping onto the springboard she twisted her body, tucking up her knees and grunting loudly. Landing on her feet she let out a sharp shout, groaning as she fell to one knee. Her hands firmly between her legs for a moment before the buzzer sounded and she looked up. Her run had been disqualified and looking to her left she could see why, as she had fallen to her knee she was landed outside the yellow landing area, her body crossing the thick red lines that marked their boundary. Puffing out her cheeks she remained in the crouched position for a few seconds longer before taking her place at the start for her second run.
    Charging down the mat again she flipped forwards once more, catapulting off the board and into the air where she began to rotate, another loud groan escaping her as she forced her giant bladder to twist inside her. Managing two full rotations with her head just above the beam she readjusted herself to land on her feet but again she was forced to double over. The boom of her feet loud enough to hear over the music, a heavy landing that jostled everything inside her. Even from the stands they could all she her grimace, her hands going between her legs again as she fell to her knees again. But no buzzer sounded this time, she had fallen to her knees within the lines. But such a bad landing was sure to hurt her score even if it was legal.
    Watching Zara walk back to the starting run Eloise could tell she was annoyed, kicking her water bottle across from her and earning her a warning from the umpire.
    The scores, 2.5, 3.0, 2.0, 2.0.
    9.5 the lowest of the competition so far.
    Taking her place back at the start Zara was shaking her arms and her head, before it hung still looking down and then at the celling with her eyes closed. As the music started she put a foot forward rocking backwards and forwards a couple of times before sprinting down the runway. Her strides seemed more powerful this time, her legs extending more as she jumped to the springboard. Landing for a moment she launched into the air, her legs quickly swivelling around until she was inverted, corkscrewing her body around not once or twice but three times. Finally adjusting herself in the air once more she tucked her legs in and added a summersault just a foot from the floor before landing on her feet.
    This time her posture remained and her hands flew above her head triumphantly, but there wasn’t a smile on her face but a pained grimace. Even as she celebrated all of those watching her including her friends could see the crotch of her bodysuit darkening substantially as the ocean of pee inside her burst through her defences, the sudden jolt shattering all control or perhaps she had simply given it up to achieve a better result. But now as Eloise watched in mild shock a hushed silence filled the room, one of the top holders at the university was currently wetting themselves in an auditorium packed with spectators. A loud splattering noise echoing up off the plastic-coated crash mats, the pool of clear liquid spraying out of her in all directions and at some speed. It looked almost as if someone had a thumb in a hose between her legs as the days of pent up pee soaked through her clothes and raced down her legs that now shone in the lights of the packed auditorium.  
    As those around the room began to realise what was going on there was an audible pause in the clapping, before a few moments later it seemed to erupt even louder as Zara continued to wet herself on the centre of the stage. The rapturous applause far louder for some reason, as if the crowd were showing their appreciation of how much and how hard she was trying to contain her bladder. Or perhaps they thought it was some added artform, the bladder university offering a new spectacle of wet gymnastics. It was a strange moment for Eloise, everyone around her clapping madly for her friend who was currently pissing herself, well everyone but Summer.
    A couple of people over the Blonde-haired woman had her head in her hands, her ears burning bright red. Looking beneath her it was clear that she too had lost control of her bladder at almost the same moment, a river liquid currently draining down the metal slats and pouring off them onto the wooden floor meters beneath her. Too wrapped up in the show in front of them the audience was missing her accident, but as the applause started to die down an unmistakable sound of liquid dripping onto wood took its place as a couple of those around summer began to look over at the mortified woman who was wetting herself amongst the crowd.
    But just as the loud patter of Summers accident starting to make its way through the noise of the auditorium the music started again. The sudden base noise filling the room and sparing Summer further humiliation, only a couple of her housemates seemed to have noticed.  Their red faces looking first at her and then beneath them. Summers stream still adding to the huge puddle under the stand, falling almost three feet and colliding with the solid surface. Her and Zara a mirror image but as one revelled in the applause the other shrank back from the room, hoping no one had noticed as she too lost control of her mammoth bladder. The only saving grace the fact she was wearing a dress, although given her sitting position Eloise could see it running down her thighs and the backs of her blue knee socks darkening in long streaks as her pee soaked into them.
    Eloise couldn’t pick who to watch, her head swivelling between Zara who remained on the stage, pee running down her toned legs and darkening the crash mats for meters around her. Or Summer, who still had her head in her hands, the distance her pee falling causing it to bounce and spray an even larger puddle than Zara was creating.
    “The scores are in!” The woman in the booth announced.
    “10.0, 10.0, 10.0, 10.0, a perfect score!”
    Again the crowd erupted in applause, people all around them standing in ovation.
    Bowing to them she walked off the stage, a few rivulets still flowing down her legs. But as the music started Zara simply took her place on the side of the stage, sitting in a chair as pee still left her exhausted bladder. A new second puddle forming under her chair as If now she had virtually won, she had no cares in the world. Unlike Summer who continued to hide her face, peeing a steady stream for well over two more minutes. But despite her unmoving body and the loud patter of urine, no one seemed to have noticed other than Eloise and her housemates. Although, someone would surely find the absolutely massive puddle beneath the stand when they came to take it down later that evening. Her mess easily mistaken for a spilt cooler, drips still falling in a wide arc where her pee had run along the bottom of the metal bar beneath her.
     
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    The cracks in the groups iron bladders are starting to appear, will any of them be able to hold on?
    Thank you all for reading and I really appreciate your comments!
    Thank you all so much for the support.
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    Markj9494 got a reaction from watchinghold in Holders of Iron House   
    Chapter 5: Cost of Composure
    “We lost one” The same woman said, a hint of nervousness in her voice for the first time as she spoke into the dimly lit room once again.
    “A member of Iron house?” came the perfectly calm reply.
    “I’m afraid so. It was the one that was dosed instead of the first year.”
    “A feat to last as long as she had given the circumstances.” Came the impressed sounding reply, the first sign of emotion from the woman standing at her bookshelf.
    “The device recorded a volume above her previous record, suggesting that despite the lack of holds she has done recently and today’s events, she may be a good candidate.”
    “Even though so many are beating her?”
    “Its true many students are out holding her in length, but I doubt many will reach the same volume. I still think it’s worth keeping her in the running even though she didn’t make the 150 hour mark that we expected her too.”
    “Good, I didn’t put her with the others in Iron house for nothing...”
     
    That Night Eloise couldn’t help but dream about what she had seen, images of Lucy’s accident plaquing her dreams as the events of the day played themselves out again and again. A mix of guilt and fascination fuelling the dreams of the sometimes even larger than life accident she had witnessed. Again and again the desperate Lucy would plead or beg with her to let her use a toilet, asking her why she hadn’t said anything about the diuretics in the beer she had drunk. Yet each time Eloise stayed silent, her heart beating rapidly as she watched it unfold one more time, each wetting more exciting that the last, the anticipation making her hunger for the moment of loss.
    Now she found herself under a giant Lucy, her booming voice calling to her.
    “Is this what you wanted, is that what you hoped for” She said, before the giant woman let lose a torrent of liquid above her as it fell towards her in slow motion. Eloise almost cried out raising her hands above her face before the gigantic droplets hit her.
    “Hhhye huuu…what?” Eloise jolted awake, her hair matted to her face with sweat as she felt her clothes sticking to her.
    “What the fuck was that” she whispered to herself, the memories of the dreams not fading away as they usually did. Blinking her eyes a few times she adjusted back to the real world, still slightly weirded out by the dreams as her heart beat in her chest.
     
    As they sat around the table that morning the tension in the room was palpable, the women around her unable to stop the occasional grunt or groan escape their lips while easting their cereal. An otherwise ordinary task that seemed to be causing a ludicrous level of exertion for her house mates. Their bladders had truly been pushed to their maximum capacity, a fact that now one of them had lost control was starting to sink in. But despite that, it seemed none of them were making any moves to make life easier for themselves. Their training, pride and infallible belief in themselves overriding any rational thoughts, even as they winced in discomfort.
    Unable to take the silence Eloise tried to think of something to say, the constant tapping of Summers and Julia’s feet on the vinyl floor making it more difficult. “So what are you guys planning on doing today?” She asked.
    “Not sure” Lucy said, her legs still but shoulders sagged. It was clear to everyone she was feeling down about what had happened, it would probably be worth thinking of something to do together to cheer her up Eloise thought to herself.
    “I’ve got to prepare for the gymnastics performance tomorrow. So I will be at the gym all afternoon.” Zara said before noisily slurping her milk from her spoon. “Yeah im going with her to see if I can help” Vanessa added before taking a large sip of orange juice. The only one other than Eloise to have a large drink on the table as well.
    Wait, Zara was still planning on doing her routine? Eloise couldn’t imagine what it must feel like or the strength it must take to do it without exploding everywhere. If that simple twist had been enough to cause her discomfort yesterday, what must a flip through the air do. But there it was again, the sense of anticipation or excitement to know these women’s limits.
    “I have work” Summer said matter of factly, standing slowly to place her bowl in the sink. Her tight black work trousers clearly digging into her bladder. The zip partially undone at the top as they struggled to accommodate her bladders size.
    “Im heading to the library, going to see if I can get some more….” Julia winced visibly, her eyes closing and lips pursing as she stifled a groan. “More prep in for the test” She finished, her voice wavering.
    “Mind if I come with you?” Eloise asked, “I think I should probably start on that reading list”
    “Sure thing. Will be nice to have some company.” Julia replied.
    “What about you guys?” She asked, looking at Kay and Allie who sat cross legged on the sofa next to them. Their dangling feet wiggling as almost a mirror image of one another.
    “Not sure” Kay replied, “Might order a pizza later.”
    “Not really an activity.” Allie joked. “But no I don’t have any real plans either. I do have to do my laundry though”
    “Since we don’t have any plans, why don’t we all go out for lunch?” Vanessa suggested to the room.
    “No fair!” Summer said, sliding her water bottle into her work bag.
    “Your place serves food right, any chance you can get a break to join us for a bit if we come to you?” Allie asked.
    “Oh maybe!” Summer said happily.
    “Can we make it brunch rather than Lunch. I don’t want to be too late to the gym.” Zara said.
    “Sure thing” Vanessa agreed, none of the others voicing a concern.
    “Anyway I have got to get to work, text me the details” Summer said, slinging her bag over her shoulder and wincing slightly as it made contact with her abdomen. Despite hitting her in the back, it seemed that any pressure anywhere caused her more discomfort.
     
     
    “We told Summer 11 and its five past.” Lucy said as they walked up the road. Now unencumbered, her movements had returned to a more normal pace. But with the others still struggling they were walking considerably slower than they had been before today. Not that Eloise could blame them as she walked beside them, occasionally sneaking glances at their mammoth bladders that continued to fascinate her. Academically she had read about super holders, but until now she had never met anyone who came close to the medical oddities or extreme cases in those texts. Thinking back to what Allie had said some days ago, it was really no surprise that companies would be head hunting her house mates if they were capable of such feats.
    “Its just 5 minutes” Kay said, her face a little more red than usual.
    “If Julia hadn’t forgotten her work book and gone back for it we might have made it on time.” Vanessa said, slightly annoyed.
    “I’m sorry I was a little distracted.” Julia admitted, a hand deep in the pockets of her tightly fitting trousers and making Eloise wonder if she was actually holding herself as the group walked along.
    “That only took like 2 minutes anyway” Allie responded, siding with Julia. “It was Zara on the phone before we left.” She finished, pointing the finger at yet another of the group. The tensions flaring as they each battled their own bodies which were clearly causing them more than a little irritation or short temper.
    “Guys its fine, I am sure Summer will understand.” Eloise said, trying to broker a truce but only succeeding in causing a now awkward silence between them all as they continued walking uneasily. The only sounds the heavy breathing and panting of her bloated housemates, added to by the occasional groan and grimace as pulses raced through their full bodies.
    As they walked through the campus and approached the coffee shop Eloise was becoming aware of a number of looks from those they passed. Passers-by watching the parade of desperate women, some with envy of their skills and others with jealousy that made them want to see them all reach their final limits. Although a couple seemed to be sporting similar bulges, their own faces wracked with desperation and pain. It seemed that her house mates were not the only ones still holding and suffering for it, the universities prowess making many more push themselves to their absolute limits.
    Entering the coffee shop they found themselves a large table, her friends grunting as they forced themselves to sit down. Visibly sighing and taking a few moments to recover from their walk, some resting a hand on or giving their crotch a little squeeze for the extra reassurance. It was clear they were all at their wits end.
    “Hey guys, I couldn’t get a break right now but I will be with you in like 15 minutes.” Summer said, approaching the table and standing with her legs tightly crossed. The pose doing nothing to hide her bladders prominence.
    “Do you want us to wait for you?” Eloise asked, trying to look her friend in the eyes and not just stare at her abdomen.
    “No, if we order now it will probably take 10 – 15 minutes anyway which should be when I get a break.”
    “Ok that sounds good.” Eloise replied.
    “What can I get for you?” Summer said, giving her best customer service smile. But the twitching at the edges of her smile combined with the furrowing in her brow somewhat broke the surface level of composure she was displaying.
    “Can I get the chilli Jacket potato” Eloise replied, going for a slightly heavier lunch to get her energy up for a long night of studying.
    “Sure thing and to dr…drink?”
    “I’ll have a black tea if you do that?”
    “Ok, whose next?” Summer said, her pencil finishing Eloise’s order as she looked up expecting for someone to speak. But instead it seemed they were all to preoccupied, their eyes staring down at the menu’s but none of them taking anything in. Summer herself was standing waiting, her thighs rubbing against each other as she tried to look as composed as possible.
    “Julia?” She asked, the direct question snapping the black-haired woman out of it.
    “Im sorry, im not really hungry now I think about it.” She said shifting uncomfortably.
    “Come on, I thought we were eating together, I convinced my boss to let me give you guys a discount.” Summer said, clearly a little annoyed.
    “Ok, I think I will just have a cheese and tomato panini” She said, choosing a lighter option from the menu.
    “Yeah that sounds good” A couple of the others joined in and soon the orders were taken.
    About 15 minutes later a slightly stressed looking Summer brough over the tables food and joined them as they began to eat, making small talk and mainly listening to Zara talk about her performance tomorrow. Eloise was taken aback by how she spoke, sounding either oblivious of her current condition or possessing a superhuman willpower that would allow her to perform her ordinarily taxing routine with a full bladder. Either way Eloise was not going to miss it tomorrow.
    She was also happy to see that despite the tumultuous start to lunch things seemed to have calmed down a little. Their desperation still obvious but they were at least talking to each other.
    “Summer, breaks over” A older woman announced to her from the till about an hour later. The blonde letting out a loud sigh as she stood uneasily, pressing her legs together tightly before grabbing up the plates they had eaten from and walking back towards the shop front.
    “Yeah I should probably head off to the gym.” Zara said, adjusting herself in her seat slightly.
    “And I guess we should go to the Library?” Eloise added in the direction of Julia who had once again been far more quiet than was usual for even her. Getting a nod she stood up quickly, looking over at Julia who seemed to be having second thoughts about standing. Her hand resting on the table for a moment as she remained firmly in her seat, before finally and with a loud grunt she pushed herself up from it. Her eyes scrunching closed and lips pursing together to stop any more noises escaping.
     
    Arriving at the library Eloise was impressed by the sheer size of it. The old brickwork building at least six stories high, busts and statues adorning the outside of the classic building. Since moving to England she had missed the old European architecture that she had grown to consider normal to her home, the large town she grew up in was full of the French equivalent. Just looking at it made her heart feel a little fuller, a little closer to home.
    “This place looks amazing!” she said,
    “You haven’t seen the inside” Julia smiled, a hand once again deep in her pocket as the pair walked slowly along.
    But she was right, entering the front door they found themselves in a large dome roofed section, sunlight beaming down through the centre, with the floors of books above them.
    “So we should probably start on the fourth floor, its where a lot of the main study books you will need for first year are. The place uses the dewy decimal system, so if you go up to one of the computers you can search for books by name and they will give you the number. Then just follow the numbers to the right area.”
    “Ok thank you!” Eloise said, glancing over at the computers.
    “Uh…” Julia groaned again, bending over where she stood. “Lets take the lift to the sixth and I’ll point out a couple of books that might be useful.”
    “Sure thing.”
     
    “I used that a lot in first year” Julia said, pausing and taking out another book. Putting it into the heavily ladened arms of Eloise who was starting to struggle with the weight. The dozen books from the reading list and Julia’s recommendations feeling like a lead weight.
    “I….uh……uh” Julia suddenly breathed out heavily, doubling over slightly again.
    “Are you ok?”
    “Yeah I am fine”, Julia said panting slightly. Bracing herself on a book case for a moment she seemed to regain her composure as she stared at the floor.
    “I think that should do for now, why...why don’t we find somewhere to sit and study.”
    Taking faltering steps for differing reasons the duo walked around the book cases and to a small desk and chairs situated near the corner of the building. A secluded and quiet spot for them to study with no distractions.
    Sitting down Julia grimaced as her rear met the seat, the change of posture not helping the full woman’s bladder. But despite this, a moment later she pulled a large 6 pack of energy drinks from her bag and placed them on the table. Pulling the first one out and cracking it open and beginning to sip from it. Taking a seat next to her Eloise could already see her friends legs beginning to vibrate under the desk. Julia’s left hand resting on her thigh as it moved up and down at a breakneck pace.
    It was difficult to concentrate with her friend moving so erratically next to her, occasionally gasping or grunting, but somehow Eloise managed to get pulled into her studying. Taking notes on the history and world cultures of Urology. It was a fascinating subject that really captured her interest, she had always been interested in how different people and cultures viewed it. She couldn’t help but smile sub-consciously as she took her notes, she was living her dream of being at one of the most prestigious universities and learning about something she truly loved. What more could she have wished for!
    She stayed in this revere for hours, although to her they felt like minutes. Her mind completely occupied by her studying, until a loud groan caught her attention. Somehow, she had almost forgotten about her friend sitting next to her, but as she looked over she could see Julia doubled over in her seat. Her eyes were closed and she was bent over so far her head was almost making contact with the desk. Beads of sweat were forming and running down the sides of her pale face, falling onto the notebook she had beneath her.
    “ooohhhh” She groaned again, her body shaking violently and causing her glasses to slip from her face and clunk onto the desk. The close proximity of her face probably saving them from any damage. The loud noise making Julia open her eyes and straighten slightly. A shaky hand reaching for her glasses and putting them back on.
    “Are you sure your ok?” Eloise asked again even though it was clear she wasn’t.
    “why does it have to be so hot in here. Its making me sweat and my glasses keep sliding down my nose.” Julia responded, ignoring the real point of the question. Even opening another energy drink and taking a sip, it seemed like the more of them she drank the quicker she drank. A vicious circle that Eloise was sure wasn’t helping her, because the room wasn’t hot in the slightest. In fact Eloise she could feel a distinct chill in the area, the old building apparently not having much in the way of heating.
    But after watching her friend try to go back to studying she did the same, occasionally glancing at Julia who was now breathing loudly through her nose. The constant unerring noise coming from her making it slightly harder than before to concentrate.
    But soon the heavy breathing stopped from her nose and looking over Eloise could see Julia biting the hemline to her shirt as she pulled it up in anguish, her legs continuing to jig ferociously where she sat. The nervous behaviour pulling her top up and revealing her massively distended bladder that seemed to be shaking on its own. Pulses and ripples racing across the surface of her skin and flapping the fabric of her shirt. The hem line of her Khaki trousers pressing viciously into it, a thick and painful red line easy to see on her white skin.
    But somehow it seemed the woman sat next to her was able to push the thoughts of desperation from her mind and take notes from the book she was reading. A task that Eloise was unsure she would be able to in similar circumstances. Even now she could feel a distinct fullness in her own bladder having not relieved herself since the morning. Although as she thought about it she realised she hadn’t drunk that much, her water bottle only half empty.
    Taking a long sip from her bottle she Eloise noticed Julia’s frantic movements stop for a moment, the black haired woman’s her eyes widening as she let out a couple of deep rapid breaths. Another pulse raced around her body as she let out short pained breaths.
    “Oh…” Julia said quietly as if she was surprised by something, her eyes still wide and twitching for a moment before a loud splattering noise drew the attention of Eloise.
    A waterfall of pee was draining off every side of the fabric chair that glistened brightly as Julia began to wet herself. A loud hissing noise escaping as what must have been a heavily pressurised stream burst through her defences, spraying noisily into her pants and instantly saturating them. The navy material hiding much of the damage, but the backs of her legs becoming obviously wet. Streams rained from where her knees bent over the chairs while a wide waterfall fell from behind her and off the back of the chair. A large puddle instantly forming under her as she gazed forwards, her eyes still twitching but not changing any emotion.
    Eloise couldn’t believe what she was seeing, Julia was completely wetting herself in the library. Despite the copious signs of desperation through the day and even the last couple of days, the sudden loss and lack of emotion had caught her by surprise. As was the size of the slightly yellow puddle, a faint sweet small emanating from Julia’s piss that she could only assume was the effect of the can after can of energy drinks Julia had forced into her still emptying bladder.
    For more than three minutes pee rained down off the chair, the ever-expanding puddle spreading out in all directions from the chair on the level and waxed floor. The chair itself was completely sodden as were her trousers and shoes. Urine pooled against her skin, racing down her legs and overflowing her converse shoes, the light grey turning a saturated dark grey all over as even the shoe laces seemed to be soaking up Julia’s accident.
    Finally the loud splattering streams had finished, the quiet drips from the chair the only sound in their corner of the library. A silence that seemed to last forever came over them, Julia still staring forwards in disbelief, like a deer in the headlights of a car.
    “I….I thought I could hold it.” Julia said, her eyes blinking as she finally moved her head to look down at her saturated trousers and the puddle beneath her. “I haven’t lost control like this since…. I cant believe I just wet myself.” She said, her shoulders sagging as her body started to unwind itself from the knots she had tied it in to keep her bladder contained.
    “I….” Eloise said, at a loss for words, still staring at the mesmerising drops of Julia’s pee as they splashed into the giant puddle. Ripples radiating out in a symmetrical pattern as her puddle continued to spread.
    “I need to go and get changed.” Julia said standing, a sudden loud splattering noise making Eloise wince slightly as the pee caught between her friends legs fell to join the rest of it on the floor.
    The walk back was quiet, Eloise could tell Julia was embarrassed and didn’t want to talk about it. If it had been anyone else they might have gotten away with no one noticing. But given the sudden disappearance of the giant bulge sticking out of her, she was sure the others in her house would all realise what had happened when they saw her, even if they didn’t see the mess she had made of her clothes. Even now as they approached the house drips were still falling from Julia’s clothes, such was the amount they had tried to absorb.
     
    She was right though, the others had all been shocked to see her in such a state. Many of them in the hallway chatting when the wet Julia had returned moments after Zara and Vanessa. It was clear they were shocked and a little shaken by another of the house losing control of their body, but neither said anything. Assuming like Eloise that silence was the best option, for Julia’s sake they were pretending that nothing had happened. But something most certainly had.
     
    The morning sun was barely above the horizon and her room was still largely shrouded in darkness when Eloise woke the next day. Most of the time if she woke this early she would fall back to sleep, but for some reason the last few days she had been waking with an immense sense of excitement about what the day would bring. Maybe that was just what being at university was like.
    Getting up she turned on her laptop, browsing social media and checking the university news. It seemed like despite not having classes everything else was carrying on like normal at the university. The only thing that caught her eye was a headline saying they were currently investigating a possible water leak on the sixth floor of the library and that electronics in a certain corner were disabled for safety.
    Hearing slow and heavy footsteps walk past her room and the clunk of the door she figured it was probably time to get some breakfast. Walking towards the kitchen a few minutes later she could already hear the soft grunts and groans emanating from two of her housemates. Vanessa was stood by the counter making some toast as she bounced on double crossed legs. Her long muscular legs allowing her the strange added benefit of tying themselves in multiple knots. The mundane task of buttering her toast causing her to breath heavily and grunt with exertion from time to time.
    At the Table Summer was doing something similar, leaning back in her chair to give her giant bladder extra room. The force of her vibrating legs causing her entire body to shake as she tried to spoon cereal into her mouth from a great distance. Drops of milk falling from the shaking spoon that she was staring at intently, using all of her brain power to try and guide it to her mouth without losing its contents all over the table or herself. Every few seconds that passed she would shiver strongly, a grunt escaping twitching mouth as her overburdened bladder made its presence known.   
    “Hey, how are you guys doing?” Eloise asked, a greeting but also hoping for a little bit more.
    “Morning” Vanessa said, grimacing slightly as she twisted to greet her.
    “Hi, im doing good thanks.” Summer said, her sweaty and twitching face suggesting the opposite.
    “Good.” Eloise smiled, slightly saddened by the short replied but given the energy it must me taking them both to contain their bladders she couldn’t really fault them for not being talkative.
    “Was it Zara that just left, she nervous about later?”
    “No I don’t think so.” Summer replied.
    “Although she might need to be.” Vanessa added casually.
    “What do you mean?”
    “I mean, come on im not the only one to notice how much trouble she is having sitting still let alone jumping around.”
    “Vanessa!” Summer said, surprised. “Like you can say anything” she added.
    “What! Look we all need to go and im not saying I would be able to hold it doing her routine either. but I know the rest of us can control ourselves until the main block opens up.”
    Just looking at the pair of them squirming even as they talked about it made Eloise start to doubt that sentence. Although they had held it far longer than anything, she would have thought possible. So despite their clear signs of desperation, perhaps their confidence was well founded.
    “I would have thought the same about Julia and Lucy thought.” Summer said quietly, her friend’s accidents clearly playing on her mind as another powerful pulse or shiver seemed to race around her body.
    “What about me?” Julia said, walking into the kitchen to join them. A heavy bag on her shoulder and giant coffee cup in her hand that she emptied the dregs from and began to make a fresh batch.
    “Oh, we were just wondering If you and Lucy were coming to Zara’s performance later.” Vanessa said quickly as she turned around, her face grimacing once again and reminding Eloise of Zara the day before. Vanessas skin flushing red either from exertion or from almost being caught talking about Julia’s accident. While they might have all been open and talked about their need to pee earlier in the week, their friend’s loss of control still seemed to be a possible sore spot for them. Unsurprising given their status around the campus as some of the best holders.
    “Oh yeah sure, I wouldn’t miss it!” Julia said happily, fishing out two six packs of energy drinks and sliding them into her bag along with two large water bottles and the coffee cup. It seemed that despite her accident just a few hours earlier, the black-haired woman was taking no note of it. Going straight back to drinking copious amounts of liquid and making Eloise wonder if it had even had any impact on her. Lucy for her part had seemed dejected since her accident, although being the first may have only increased the humiliation she felt.
    “Im going to head to the Library again and then will meet up with you guys there.” Julia said, zipping up her bag.
    Behind them the front door opened loudly, hurried footsteps approaching them.
    “Guys!” An out of breath Zara said, leaning heavily on the doorframe with her hand as she doubled over. Panting heavily she tried to catch her breath, her chest and entire body heaving up and down as she groaned and scrunched up her face from discomfort. But given what Eloise was seeing it was really no wonder she was so uncomfortable.
    Now dressed in a skin tight leotard Zara’s bladder bulge seemed to have grown several inches. The heavy growth in her abdomen making it look like she had put on at least 20 pounds, the expanding organ now almost shrink wrapped by the lycra gym wear that must have been torture on her. The stylishly tie dye and ordinarily tight-fitting clothes stretched to their limits and pressing against her mercilessly.
    “Does anyone have any idea how to use this?” she asked, shakily holding up and old cassette tape.
    “What?” Vanessa asked, Eloise noticing her friends eyes glancing every few seconds at the pronounced bladder bulge on their mutual housemate. At least it wasn’t just her, although it was definitely hard to miss.
    “The stupid sound system doesn’t work with my phone. The only option is this thing.”
    “You hadn’t tried using the sound system till right now?” Summer asked.
    “No, now can someone please tell me they know how to put music on this thing?”
    “I do” Eloise said, for some reason holding her hand up slightly.
    “Awesome, you are my new best friend now please we have like 4 hours!” Zara pleaded.
    “Sure thing, we just have to find a track player. They might have one in the computer labs?”
    “Those are in the teaching blocks” Vanessa pointed out.
    “Fuck!” Zara swore loudly, curtsying slightly and pressing her now crossed thighs slightly harder against each other.
    “The might be one in the Library” Julia said.
    “Ok lets go!” Zara said, turning and storming off towards the front door with a surprising turn of speed given her current situation.
    Grabbing her coat on the way past her room the pair of them soon made it to the library and with the help of a slightly bemused looking receptionist pointed them towards the room they needed. With the help of Eloise and a couple of youtube videos they managed to convert her music track from her phone, onto a computer, onto a cd and then finally onto the cassette. A lengthy process that saw the gymnast vibrate around the room as she waited impatiently for it to finish up.
    Now with the cassette in hand they rushed back over to the gym with a little over an hour before the start of the competition. Moving to the booth they handed the girl behind the sound system the cassette and a few moments later they could both breath in relief as Zara’s song started playing over the gym speakers.
    “Thank god” Zara said, doubling over and putting a hand on her thigh she breathed out heavily.
    “Oooh does someone need to pee” A mocking tone came from behind them.
    “I should have guessed you would be here Bethany” Zara said, her eyes narrowing.
    “Looks like someone could use a bathroom. You look positively bursting” The leggy blonde said gleefully.
    “Well, looks like someone isn’t capable of holding it at all. I bet you scurried off somewhere to pee like a little child. How many times have you gone, four, five?” Zara said, a new fire burning in her eyes.
    “Hmmmf” Bethany scoffed, dismissing the claims but it was clear to Eloise that Zara had hit a chord.
    “It doesn’t matter…I’ve just been focused on winning this contest, something im sure you wont be doing looking like that” She said, pointing at Zara’s bulging bladder.
    “I will win this and keep control of my bladder.” Zara shot back, the pair of them trading insults and making Eloise feel a little awkward.
    “Really, well remember to stay hydrated” Bethany said, a smirk on her face as she grabbed her water bottle and held it above her mouth. Squeezing it she noisily drank the water as it squirted into her mouth, an audible rushing noise making the edges of Zara’s eyes twitch and her foot begin to fidget despite her best efforts to remain still.
    Finishing her bottle Zara’s apparent rival smirked again. “Looking a little hot and bothered there Za-za”
    “Just make sure you remember to pee before you start, that looked like a lot of water for someone like you.” Zara said, stuttering slightly but the comment making Bethany narrow her eyes. The two fierce competitors locking eyes for a few moments before Bethany turned and walked away, flicking her hair over her shoulder.  
    “What was that about?” Eloise asked.
    “Oh its just her. She is just upset because we use to be in the same leagues in most things in first year. But I’ve progressed and she is still stuck down at the bottom, I’ve even heard she failed the end of year 2 test and had to get remedial catch up lectures to help her.”
    “Is that all it is?” Eloise asked, their rivalry seemingly too big for just that.
    “Yeah, as far as I know anyway. I cant think of anything else.” Zara said shrugging.
    A buzz from her pocket made Eloise pull out her phone and as she opened the text message from Summer her heart skipped a beat.
    “Hey Eloise. Sorry to ask you but are you at home, would you be able to bring me some new trousers to the coffee shop.”
    Had she wet herself at work? A strange sense of sadness and missing out swept over her, making Eloise realise she had apparently been looking forward to seeing her friends hold on as much as possible. Now to have missed the final hours of Summers struggle she felt like she had lost an opportunity to witness something amazing.
    “What wrong?” Zara asked.
    “Oh…nothing. Sorry Summers just asked me to grab something for her.”
    “She is always forgetting something.” Zara smiled.
    “Yeah, are you going to be ok here?” Eloise asked
    “Yeah, I’ll be fine now, thanks.”
     
    luckily the gym wasn’t too far away from the house and less than 15 minutes later Eloise was walking up the road carrying a pair of her housemates work trousers in a small bag.  Her heart starting to beat faster the closer she got to the coffee shop and as she walked in she couldn’t help but look around for any signs of Summers accident. It had to have been over 20 minutes ago, but maybe there would be a wet floor sign, a mop and bucket, something.
    But as she looked around she was happy to see that while there was no sign of an accident, it was because Summer was still holding. Her friend currently tending to a table, her massive bladder bulge and shaking legs indicating that Eloise had in fact not missed anything.
    Looking up Summer caught sight of her, giving a weak wave and half-hearted smile the blonde pointed towards the staff only door that she was then led through.
    “Here you go, everything ok?” Eloise asked, now wondering why her friend had asked for spare trousers.
    “Yeah” Summer said breathlessly, her legs continuing to walk on the spot as she stood there. “The stupid button popped off” she said and looking down at the waist of her trousers it was no surprise given how much her bladder was poking out of her. “Had to use a safety pin, but I didn’t know if it would hold up either. You are a life saver”
    “No problem, you want me to wait for your shift to be over. Can head up to the gym together?” Eloise offered.
    “Yeah that sounds nice. Should only be about 30 minutes, I’ll get you a free tea while you wait. It’s the least I can do…but if you wouldn’t mind?” Summer said, her hands holding up her unbuckled trousers.
    “Yeah sorry” Eloise said, leaving her friend to get changed.
    A couple of minutes later Summer reappeared, her face much redder than it had been, her lips pursed as she looked like she was trying even harder not to let out a groan as she walked by. The new trousers apparently slightly tighter than the last and given the fraying fabric they were only just holding on too.
    Sipping her tea she watched Summer serve the tables for the next 25 minutes, each moment that passed making her look more and more desperate. She would try her best when serving the customers to act normal, but she was so far past normal it was impossible to hide it from them. Whenever she thought she was out of sight she would grab her crotch, squeezing it in a vice like grip as she held on for dear life. Her frantic typing and distracted serving leading to more than a couple of errors that she would have to painstakingly correct. Her attention and brainpower being taken away from her hold and put back where it should have been and correctly serving the customers.
    But despite appearances of being moments from exploding all over the shop Summer managed to make it to the end of her shift 40 minutes later. Disappearing hurriedly into the staff room once again, the swinging door revealing just enough of the room that Eloise peeked her start to desperately dance around the room with both her hands buried in her crotch for a few moments before is closed.
    Re-emerging summer was suddenly dressed in a light blue polo dress, although the typical thin waistband was currently being pushed out and turning the straight edged dress into something else entirely. The short length of it being made even shorter by the extra size of her bladder as the form fitting dress was forced to go around the large addition to her abdomen.
    “Should we go, don’t want to be late?” Summer said uneasily, her exposed knees knocking together where she stood.
     
    Meeting up with the others they had all taken their seats in one of the large metal stands that had been built for spectators. Heavy base music filled the air as the gymnasts stretched and prepared on the large floor mat, the group of them waving at Zara as she awkwardly stretched. Eloise hoping her housemate wouldn’t hurt herself by doing her routine while that full of liquid.
    Thankfully she didn’t have long to wait, Zara was the third contestant up for her event in the bar vault. She was following her rival Bethany who had managed to score an impressive 32/40. Her tight corkscrew jump off the springboard pleasing the crowd and judge.
    As her music started Zara rocked at the start of her run up, even from the stands it was easy to see the sweat gathering on her even before her first run. Breathing heavily Zara started down the mats, her face grimacing with every heavy and slightly off rhythm step. Jumping onto the springboard she twisted her body, tucking up her knees and grunting loudly. Landing on her feet she let out a sharp shout, groaning as she fell to one knee. Her hands firmly between her legs for a moment before the buzzer sounded and she looked up. Her run had been disqualified and looking to her left she could see why, as she had fallen to her knee she was landed outside the yellow landing area, her body crossing the thick red lines that marked their boundary. Puffing out her cheeks she remained in the crouched position for a few seconds longer before taking her place at the start for her second run.
    Charging down the mat again she flipped forwards once more, catapulting off the board and into the air where she began to rotate, another loud groan escaping her as she forced her giant bladder to twist inside her. Managing two full rotations with her head just above the beam she readjusted herself to land on her feet but again she was forced to double over. The boom of her feet loud enough to hear over the music, a heavy landing that jostled everything inside her. Even from the stands they could all she her grimace, her hands going between her legs again as she fell to her knees again. But no buzzer sounded this time, she had fallen to her knees within the lines. But such a bad landing was sure to hurt her score even if it was legal.
    Watching Zara walk back to the starting run Eloise could tell she was annoyed, kicking her water bottle across from her and earning her a warning from the umpire.
    The scores, 2.5, 3.0, 2.0, 2.0.
    9.5 the lowest of the competition so far.
    Taking her place back at the start Zara was shaking her arms and her head, before it hung still looking down and then at the celling with her eyes closed. As the music started she put a foot forward rocking backwards and forwards a couple of times before sprinting down the runway. Her strides seemed more powerful this time, her legs extending more as she jumped to the springboard. Landing for a moment she launched into the air, her legs quickly swivelling around until she was inverted, corkscrewing her body around not once or twice but three times. Finally adjusting herself in the air once more she tucked her legs in and added a summersault just a foot from the floor before landing on her feet.
    This time her posture remained and her hands flew above her head triumphantly, but there wasn’t a smile on her face but a pained grimace. Even as she celebrated all of those watching her including her friends could see the crotch of her bodysuit darkening substantially as the ocean of pee inside her burst through her defences, the sudden jolt shattering all control or perhaps she had simply given it up to achieve a better result. But now as Eloise watched in mild shock a hushed silence filled the room, one of the top holders at the university was currently wetting themselves in an auditorium packed with spectators. A loud splattering noise echoing up off the plastic-coated crash mats, the pool of clear liquid spraying out of her in all directions and at some speed. It looked almost as if someone had a thumb in a hose between her legs as the days of pent up pee soaked through her clothes and raced down her legs that now shone in the lights of the packed auditorium.  
    As those around the room began to realise what was going on there was an audible pause in the clapping, before a few moments later it seemed to erupt even louder as Zara continued to wet herself on the centre of the stage. The rapturous applause far louder for some reason, as if the crowd were showing their appreciation of how much and how hard she was trying to contain her bladder. Or perhaps they thought it was some added artform, the bladder university offering a new spectacle of wet gymnastics. It was a strange moment for Eloise, everyone around her clapping madly for her friend who was currently pissing herself, well everyone but Summer.
    A couple of people over the Blonde-haired woman had her head in her hands, her ears burning bright red. Looking beneath her it was clear that she too had lost control of her bladder at almost the same moment, a river liquid currently draining down the metal slats and pouring off them onto the wooden floor meters beneath her. Too wrapped up in the show in front of them the audience was missing her accident, but as the applause started to die down an unmistakable sound of liquid dripping onto wood took its place as a couple of those around summer began to look over at the mortified woman who was wetting herself amongst the crowd.
    But just as the loud patter of Summers accident starting to make its way through the noise of the auditorium the music started again. The sudden base noise filling the room and sparing Summer further humiliation, only a couple of her housemates seemed to have noticed.  Their red faces looking first at her and then beneath them. Summers stream still adding to the huge puddle under the stand, falling almost three feet and colliding with the solid surface. Her and Zara a mirror image but as one revelled in the applause the other shrank back from the room, hoping no one had noticed as she too lost control of her mammoth bladder. The only saving grace the fact she was wearing a dress, although given her sitting position Eloise could see it running down her thighs and the backs of her blue knee socks darkening in long streaks as her pee soaked into them.
    Eloise couldn’t pick who to watch, her head swivelling between Zara who remained on the stage, pee running down her toned legs and darkening the crash mats for meters around her. Or Summer, who still had her head in her hands, the distance her pee falling causing it to bounce and spray an even larger puddle than Zara was creating.
    “The scores are in!” The woman in the booth announced.
    “10.0, 10.0, 10.0, 10.0, a perfect score!”
    Again the crowd erupted in applause, people all around them standing in ovation.
    Bowing to them she walked off the stage, a few rivulets still flowing down her legs. But as the music started Zara simply took her place on the side of the stage, sitting in a chair as pee still left her exhausted bladder. A new second puddle forming under her chair as If now she had virtually won, she had no cares in the world. Unlike Summer who continued to hide her face, peeing a steady stream for well over two more minutes. But despite her unmoving body and the loud patter of urine, no one seemed to have noticed other than Eloise and her housemates. Although, someone would surely find the absolutely massive puddle beneath the stand when they came to take it down later that evening. Her mess easily mistaken for a spilt cooler, drips still falling in a wide arc where her pee had run along the bottom of the metal bar beneath her.
     
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    The cracks in the groups iron bladders are starting to appear, will any of them be able to hold on?
    Thank you all for reading and I really appreciate your comments!
    Thank you all so much for the support.
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    “...Hmm...swear this used to be cheaper…” 26-year-old Ricky Foster grumbled to himself as he frowned down at the can of kidney beans in his hand. He had been standing in the canned vegetable aisle for the past 5 minutes, one hand on his cart and the other still clasped around the aluminum cylinder that he was sure had inexplicably gone up in price since he was last at the store. He supposed that’s what he’d signed up for, though, when he decided to do his Doctorate in California...come for the top notch oceanography programs, stay for the random upswings in price of non-perishables. 
    With a sigh, he tossed the can into his cart and moved on, pulling out his phone to check his list. All that was left was corn, canned tomatoes and this cobalt-blue eyes sweeping the shelves. He only had a few more items left, and they were all in this aisle; he’d been deliberate about that, marking the quickest pathway between himself and the checkout counter to retrieve his groceries. Ricky always liked having a solid plan when undertaking mundane expeditions such as these; conserving time was always a goal of his. It had to be, especially when balancing a dual major in biology and nature conservation for undergrad… impeccable time management was paramount to success. 
    He pushed his cart further down, eyes already on the corn… there was but a single can of his favorite brand left. 
    Perfect timing. 
    He reached for the can, not noticing another hand reaching for the same one. As the two hands touched, he blinked, looking down with slight irritation at who would be trying to muscle in on his corn… then suddenly, his eyes widened. 
    It was a woman, Latina, early thirties, clad in a pink t-shirt and lycra black leggings. Her dark haired tied in a ponytail underneath a ratty worn cap...but there was no mistaking those brilliant green eyes, nor the cute little dimple in her caramel cheeks… a dimple he’d been unable to look away from, all those years ago in 11th grade Anatomy… he suddenly felt very self-conscious about his choice of t-shirt, gym shorts and sandals.
    “...Ms. Jiminez!?” He breathed, staring down at his former teacher. 
    The woman herself blinked, as if confused to hear her name as she turned to him. “...I’m sorry, do I know you?” She murmured in that sweet, slightly accented strain Ricky had always felt fond of. 
    The young man nodded, smiling widely. “Y-yeah, it’s me, Ricky Foster! We were...I was in your class, back at Westmond High in Nevada? Class of 2013?”
    The woman blinked before realization slowly dawned on her face, her own eyes widening. 
    “...Ricky?” She breathed incredulously before shrieking in delight as she threw her arms around him in a hug. Her teakwood locks smelled just like he remembered...cacao and cinnamon, with a hint of orange. Ricky immediately reddened, but he returned the hug emphatically, trying his best not to let on how flustered he was. 
    The woman pulled back with a chuckle, her eyes sparkling as she grinned up at him. “Wow, I...I’m so sorry, I didn't even recognize you! You’re so tall, now! God, it’s been...what, seven years?” She exclaimed. 
    Ricky swallowed, but he nodded in assent. “Yeah, something like that, haha…” He chuckled in turn, smiling down at the woman. “Last time I saw you was graduation, back home…” He recounted, thinking back to walking across the stage to receive his high school diploma… seeing Ms. Jiminez’s disarming smile...nearly tripping over his gown…
    The woman laughed again. “Wow, seems like just yesterday you were sliding into class early to work on homework before the bell rang… you were always the only student that did…” 
    Ricky remembered that, too...Sidling into 1st period Anatomy a half hour before class started to get work done. Ms. Jiminez was always early to school, and her classroom was open an hour before the first bell… Ricky would always love going in there, seeing all the diagrams and charts she kept around the room, and the skeleton in the corner that she would dress up for the holidays...a santa hat for christmas, a pilgrim hat for Thanksgiving, a sash saying “If I didn’t have you, I wouldn’t have any-body” for Valentines Day… he could always count on her for a bright smile and a warm greeting, which he began to rely on to start his day...and sometimes, in the winter, she’d bring a thermos of her abuela’s spiced hot chocolate, and share it with him...
    Clearing his throat and sincerely hoping his face wasn’t red as it felt, he looked back up at her...and for the first time, he noticed that her left hand was bare...conspicuously absent the engagement ring he’d so often scowl at in his youth. “So...what brings you out here?” He asked, forcing his eyes up from her hand to her face.
    The woman took a deep breath, letting it fill up her cheeks before blowing it back out. “Wow, um...well, a lot of things, really. I’m from here, actually, did you know? Well, not here here, but, San Diego... born and raised.” She uttered proudly, grinning again. “And, um...Obviously, I’m not teaching at Westmond anymore...family moved here a few years back, and Mom’s getting on in age... all my brothers are abroad, and both my sisters have husbands and kids, so they aren’t really around to look in on her… they suggested maybe I move back home…” She said with a dry chuckle, folding her arms. “And, well, after how I left things with Martin, I didn’t see anything tethering me to Nevada…” She murmured, her voice trailing off as a cloud came over her face. 
    Suddenly, she snapped out of it with a shake of her head. “Ahah, but you don’t want to hear about all that, I’m sure, haha…” She chuckled. “Anyway, a school in La Jolla offered me a pretty sweet gig with a position funded by their new science endowment, and I took it.” She said, shrugging.
    Ricky’s eyes widened. Ms. Jiminez lived here now? 
    “That’s great!” He exclaimed, a little more excitedly than he meant to. “Like...A whole new crop of kids are gonna get the best Biology teacher around...” 
    The woman chuckled.  “You’re too kind… and yeah...Seemed like the universe was pushing me back here, so...here I am!” She laughed. “Guess it pushed you here, too, huh?” 
    Ricky had been so caught up in processing the fact that she was no longer engaged that he nearly missed her question. “Huh? Oh, yeah, uh...I’m doing my Doctorate, over at UCSD...got a great oceanography program over there…”
    The woman tapped her chin, still grinning. “Ooh, oceanography...sounds fancy…” She chuckled. 
    Ricky returned the smile, albeit a bit nervously...He cursed himself for being so awkward. So what if it was the teacher he used to crush on, whose beauty was only exceeded by her kindness? So what if it was her class that made him want to pursue biology, and later oceanography? So what if she was now single and living in the same city as he was? 
    ….So what?
    He chuckled to silence his inner dialogue. “Yeah, I guess you could say that...they’ve got all the best equipment for flora and fauna capture, water sampling, profilers...there’s even a grant proposal being written up to send a student probe to the Mariana, they’ll-” 
    He stopped himself as he realized he was rambling, his face reddening for what seemed like the umpteenth time. “Ah...sorry…” He chuckled.
    The woman laughed again. “Not at all! I always loved seeing how your face lit up when you talked about this stuff in school...there’s hardly a better feeling for a teacher than seeing a student who’s passionate about learning…” She murmured, smiling gently up at him. 
    He smiled back, looking down into her eyes… those deep, hypnotic green eyes…
    Shaking his head, he cleared his throat once more. “Ah, so, yeah, um...Did you...want this?” He murmured, looking back at the can of corn in his hand. 
    The woman’s eyes followed his to the can, and a sheepish smile spread on her face. “Ah, this is kind of embarrassing, but...that’s my favorite kind…” She chuckled. “My mother always used to use it when making empanadas...reminds me of my childhood…”
    Ricky looked up, his eyes wide. “Really? This is my favorite kind, too! Cause my mom would make corn muffins with little bits of corn in it…” 
    Both of them stared at each other before bursting out laughing, sharing in the ridiculousness of having a favorite corn brand. They spent the next few moments heeing and hawing and having a grand old time before finally calming down enough to revel in the breaking of tension. 
    Wiping a tear from his eye, Ricky took a few gulpfuls of air to get himself back right. “Ha...haha here, you can have it, Ms. Jiminez…” He chortled, handing over the corn. 
    “Oh no, I think I’ll be fine, I’m sure Mom’s got cans of the stuff…” the woman murmured, still grinning as she held up her hands. “Besides...this chat is worth the corn…and please, call me Daniela...” She murmured, smiling up at him again. 
    Ricky swallowed. “Ah..okay...Daniela...I insist…” He murmured, holding the corn out to her. 
    The woman looked at him for a moment before smiling and taking the can. “Well, if you insist…” She chuckled. 
     “Well, um...that’s all I need…” He murmured, racking his brains to try and figure out a way to keep the conversation from ending. 
    The woman sighed gently, still slightly giggly. “Well, since I got the corn, guess I’m all set too…Ready for checkout?” She chuckled, moving towards the line… Clearly she didn’t want the conversation to end either. Ricky followed, his own smile lingering.
    Just then, an announcement came over the intercom. “Attention, Ralph’s shoppers...due to a burst water main, the toilets will be out of commission for the next few hours...we apologize for this inconvenience…” The announcement cut off just as some muffled shouting could be heard. 
    Ricky frowned, his eyes flitting to the end of the aisle and towards the checkout lanes, where a middle-aged blonde woman in jeans and a blouse could be seen arguing vociferously with a frazzled looking store clerk. She appeared to be pointing and yelling in frustration, occasionally pointing back at the out-of-commission restrooms. She looked to be holding a dancing little girl by the hand, obviously in need of a toilet. And if the way the woman was bending at the hip and pressing her own thighs together was any indication, her daughter wasn’t the only one. 
    Ricky felt his heart skip a beat. Unbeknownst to anyone, he had a...fetish, one would call it. For as long he could remember, he’d had an obsession with watching women hold their pee… he’d spent many a night hour on various adult sites, scrolling through pages of videos detailing women in situations where they were forced to ignore the call of nature, stuck in places with overflowingly full bladders and unable to empty them… He’d take himself in hand, stroking along to the rhythm of their bouncing thighs, his own bladder near full to bursting as he worked himself up to a climax while watching the bulbous protrusions in each of the women’s abdomens.
    “Huh…” Ricky muttered, trying to keep his voice steady. “That’s... inconvenient…” He murmured, his eyes shifting over to Ms. Jiminez as they made their way to the checkout. 
    The woman chuckled, looking at him. “Is it?” 
    Ricky blinked, now turning fully to look at her. “...Isn’t it?” He murmured, feeling his pulse quicken.
    The woman merely shrugged. “I dunno...maybe for her...Personally, I don’t see what the big deal is, she can just wait till she gets home…That’s what I’d do, anyway...”
    Ricky swallowed again, taking a deep breath. “Well, she might have other places to go...might be a long time to wait…”
    The woman chuckled again. “She’s a grown woman, she’ll be fine…” 
    Ricky didn’t even know how to respond… how could he? He couldn’t very well tell her why he was so interested…
    Luckily, it seemed Ms. Jiminez had moved on already, sighing as she looked around. “You know...this store wasn’t even here when I was a kid...the whole city’s changed so much, though I guess 15 years away will do that, heh…”
    Ricky could hear the blood thundering in his ears as he pulled out his debit card to complete the transaction.
     “Well, I mean...I’ve been out here for some time, and I know it can be... kinda tricky, to navigate...So, uh... If you’re looking for a re-introduction, I could show you some of my favorite spots… like, there’s a cafe near here that’s got great muffins…you know, if you like that...sort of thing...” He ramblingly offered, trying to keep his voice light despite the trembling in his chest. 
    The woman blinked, slowly turning to look up at him. She seemed to be carefully considering his words, and the silence seemed to stretch on forever...Ricky hardly dared to breathe, feeling wholly present in his body and yet floating above, omniscient, at the same time.
    “Sure, that sounds nice…” She said finally, a small smile gracing her lips as she pulled out her phone. “I’ve got some time Saturday morning...”
    Ricky blinked, nodding, his whole body numb. “Yeah, sure, sounds good...Uh, lemme just, uh… Send you the address…” He murmured, pulling out his own phone. He typed in the address, pulled up the address and then screenshotted the map. 
    “...Is your Airdrop on, or…oh here, I see it...” He murmured, chuckling as he clicked on the icon that popped up. 
    A moment later, the woman’s phone buzzed as it received the photo. “Okay, got it.” She confirmed, smiling.
    Ricky nodded, putting the last of his items into his bag. “Cool...so, Saturday...let’s say, 11?” He said, looking up.
    Daniela hoisted her own bag, smiling up at him. “Sounds like a plan. See you then…and thanks for the corn...” She murmured, giving him a little wave before turning and sauntering out of the store. 
    Ricky felt like he was walking on air all the way back to his car. He’d come to the store for some groceries and left with plans for a date with his vivacious and gorgeous former high school biology teacher. Life sure was funny.
    ~~
    The rest of the week passed relatively painlessly...Ricky managed to busy himself with school and other distractions as he awaited Saturday and the coffee meet, though the anticipation continued to buzz in his mind, shocking him with little jolts of excitement every time he thought about it. 
    Finally, the morning came, and Ricky was up at 9 AM with crippling anxiety. What if he was making a mistake? He’d often fantasized about spending time with Ms. Jiminez in school, but that was just a silly little boyhood crush...now that it was actually happening, Ricky wasn’t excited. He was terrified.
    Still, that didn’t stop him from taking a quick shower and throwing on a pair of dark jeans and a light sweater...perfect for cooler San Diego weather and coffee not-quite-dates with your former teacher. He checked himself in the mirror...he looked nicely dressed, but not too nicely dressed...Luckily for him, he’d gotten taller and filled out since high school, and though he still wouldn’t consider himself “muscular”, he definitely had some definition that wasn’t there in his teenage years.
    He left his building at 10:30, anticipating traffic for the weekend, arriving at the shop promptly at 10:47. He pushed open the doors, invigorated by the scent of mocha and chai. 
    He took a seat near the window, taking a deep breath and settling himself in for the wait.
    Hardly 10 minutes passed before he began checking his phone for the time; had he gotten here too early? Was he gonna look silly already sitting here?
    15 more minutes passed, and he was beginning to get slightly anxious. What if she had had second thoughts? He was one of her former students, after all… perhaps the fact that she knew him as a teenager bothered her more than she realized. 
    Ricky swallowed, looking at the table. Maybe he really was deluding himself...maybe he should-
    Suddenly, a little gray Prius pulled up in the parking lot in front of the shop. The door opened, and out stepped a dark-shaded Daniela, decked out in her own pair of dark jeans that hugged her hips and thighs quite nicely, a cream camisole top, a pumpkin colored scarf and a light brown jacket. Strands of her hair blew in the wind as she came up to the door, opening it and stepping inside. She removed her sunglasses, peering anxiously around the small shop as if looking for something. 
    “Daniela! Over here!” Ricky called, waving her down. The woman turned to him, a smile splitting her features as she came over and took a seat across from him. “Hey! Sorry I’m late...I was up late last night grading tests…Midterms are brutal...” She explained as she removed her purse from her shoulder. 
    Just then, a young woman came to the table, smiling at the both of them. “Hello, and welcome to Duponte...what’ll you have?” 
    Daniela’s eyes flitted to Ricky, who motioned for her to go first. 
    “Could I just get an iced coffee? Biggest you have, and with oat milk?” She turned to Ricky with another sheepish grin.
    The server scribbled on her pad. “Sure thing… and for you?” She murmured, turning to Ricky. 
    “Some rum raisin spice cake, and some water, please…” He said. 
    “Oooh, make that two…” Daniela cut in, biting her lip as she smiled up at the server. 
    The server scribbled some more before closing her pad. “Perfect, coming right up!” She murmured, turning and leaving the two to chat. 
    Daniela sighed gently, turning back to the young man with an apologetic grin. “Again, sorry I’m late… I set my alarm clock for 8, but I was up till nearly three grading those damn tests...Oh!” She squeaked, covering her mouth for a moment before visibly relaxing. “Ah, sorry about that… Brain still in school mode, can’t be swearing in front of the kids…” She chuckled. 
    Ricky found himself smiling, his anxiety melting away. 
    “Anyway, where was I? Oh, right… I went to bed around 4, slept right through the damn alarm...woke up at 10:45…” She sighed, leaning her elbows on the table and sliding her fingers through her hair. “I bolted out of bed, did the QUICKEST teeth brushing ever, threw on my clothes, and hopped in the car...and I was still late…” 
    Ricky hadn’t wanted to fixate on the fact that the woman had conspicuously omitted any mention of a morning pee, nor the fact that she was about to chug a grande-sized iced coffee. Things were weird enough as it was, no need to push it…
    They chatted idly for the next several minutes… about how Daniela was adjusting to being home, Ricky’s work, and his focuses during undergrad and graduate programs. 
    The server brought out their items soon after, and within moments Daniela had drained nearly a third of her latte.
    “Sorry…” She murmured, pulling back from the straw and smacking her lips. “Like I said, late night...plus, kind of an addict, heh…”
    They continued to talk more, with Ricky going into some of his knowledge about the places in the neighborhood he frequented and Daniela recounting what used to be there. They were finding themselves to have quite a bit in common despite their age difference...and while it was weird for Ricky to talk so casually like this with someone who used to grade his homework, he found that the juxtaposition made the conversation even more engaging. 
    Before they knew it, two hours had passed, and Ricky was definitely feeling that water go through him… but he didn’t dare move, not when his mind had been slowly tallying how many glasses of water Daniela had had… 2 with her spice cake, and 2 more besides...plus the large latte...and all of that was sitting on top of her morning piss, she had to be desperate...yet she merely continued to go on chatting idly as if nothing was wrong. It just didn’t add up.
    After a few more minutes, Ricky decided to try an experiment. “Be right back, I’m gonna go to the bathroom…” He murmured, getting to his feet. 
    Daniela nodded, still smiling. “Okay, I’ll wait here…” She murmured, taking a sip from her recently refilled glass. 
    Ricky felt his heart leap again. She was just going to wait? She wasn’t going to follow, try to get some relief of her own? 
    He swallowed as he went up to the counter to get the bathroom code from the barista before striding towards it, tucking his hands in his pocket to adjust his pants around his rising member. 
    Ok, Rick, just be cool...she probably peed before she came, don’t get worked up… 
    Still, as he pushed open the doors to the bathroom, he couldn’t shake the thought. Especially after what happened when they met at the store, how she said she wouldn’t pee there even if she could...what had that meant?
    He stared at himself in the mirror...his reflection stared back, just as anxious as he felt… He steeled his nerves. No sense worrying over hypotheticals...and if she wasn’t going to pee, neither was he.
    And so, Ricky left the bathroom unrelieved, heading back towards the table where Daniela had taken to glancing at her phone. 
    He sat back down, noticing that her water was empty once again as the waiter came to refill it. 
    He didn’t know how to broach the subject, and he was racking his brains trying to figure out a solution.
    “Well, I gotta say, Ricky…” The woman said as she finished what she was typing. “Part of me had reservations about today...you know, with you being a former student of mine, but...we’re both adults, and it really has been nice talking to you…” 
    Ricky forced himself to move his mind away from the contents of his former teacher’s bladder, smiling in turn. “Yeah...yeah, it has… Sorry about making you rush, like that…”
    The woman waved the apology away. “It’s my own fault...Should’ve just gone to bed at 11, like I’d planned...but then 11 became 12, 12 became one… and so on and so forth, until I was waking up and rushing out with only enough time to brush my teeth…” She sighed. 
    Ricky swallowed. He was so close. “Wow…” He murmured. “Brush your teeth? That’s it?” 
    Daniela blinked. “Well, yeah...I mean, we said 11, and I didn’t get your number so I couldn’t exactly tell you I was running late...I just had to get out and hope you were still here when I arrived…” She laughed. 
    Ricky tried to keep himself calm. “So, then...I guess you’ll probably be wanting the bathroom code, huh?” He asked, keeping his voice steady as he could. He murmured, kicking himself over the inelegant insertion...but he had no other option. Though if Daniela was put out by the strange comment, she didn’t show it.
     “Oh, thanks, but I’m good.” She said, adjusting in her seat. 
    There it was. Not only had Daniela skipped her morning pee to meet him, but she’d consumed 6 glasses of water and an entire latte on top of that without even breaking a sweat. 
    “...Wow...Really?” The young man croaked, clearing his throat. “That’s...surprising…” 
    Just then, the woman’s phone buzzed. She frowned, picking it up before huffing. “Shit...I’m sorry, Ricky, I gotta go… I totally lost track of time, I have to proctor make-up exams at the school today…” She murmured, getting to her feet and shouldering her purse before digging out some money for her food. 
    Ricky nodded, swallowing down his disappointment as he rose with her, pulling out his own phone for digital payment on the little pad next to their plates. “Ah, okay...well, it was great to see you…” 
    Daniela smiled. “Yeah, you too… we should do this again, sometime…” She murmured, smiling genially up at him. 
    “Next weekend?” Ricky blurted before he could stop himself. 
    Daniela looked slightly surprised, but her smile quickly returned. “Yeah, okay...same place, same time? And…” 
    The woman took Ricky’s phone from his hand, opening an app and tapping for a moment before handing it back to him. He took the phone and looked down, seeing that the woman had entered her contact info. 
    “So I can tell you if I’m running late again…” She chuckled, opening her arms for a hug that Ricky quickly reciprocated. 
    “Alright, see you next week!” She called merrily as she strode away and out the door towards her car. 
    Ricky watched her go, his heart beating in his chest as he thought about the woman holding in a night’s worth of pee inside her, about to go proctor a test in which you couldn’t leave till all students were finished…
    Swallowing again, he looked down at the contact information in his phone. Next Saturday could not come soon enough. 
    ~~~~
    The next weekend, Ricky and Daniela met up again, talking again for hours. They set a plan to meet the next Saturday, and the next and over the couple months it became a regular thing. Coffee turned into lunch, and lunch into dinner. Each time, Daniela would polish off large amounts of water or soda (gotta stay hydrated, she’d say), and never once would she ever make use of the facilities. This went on until… on the anniversary of their first date, Ricky did the unthinkable, and asked his former teacher if she would like to go out with him right in the middle of her 5th refill of water. She’d finished the glass before graciously accepting, reaching up to kiss his mouth to seal the deal. 
    Tonight, Ricky stood in front of his mirror, dressed in a tailored navy suit and baby blue button up. This was what he’d been wearing when he’d first kissed Daniela goodnight, and he’s since considered it his lucky suit. 
    Winter, or at least whatever passed for winter in southern California, was quickly approaching, so he found himself donning a peacoat as well to stave off the chill in the evening air. A quick text to Daniela to let him know he was on his way, and he left the house.
    A quick drive over to Daniela’s apartment, a heart-stopping sight when she walked out of the front door in a tight black dress that hugged her generous curves, chocolate tresses gently curled and falling down over his shoulder. 
    “...Wow…” He’d breathed as he’d walked her back to the car.” 
    Daniela giggled. “Haha you’re too sweet… and you don’t look too bad yourself, babe...” She teased, reaching up to peck his cheek. 
    They got in the car, heading to a rustic Italian bistro for dinner. Daniela’s eyes widened upon seeing the restaurant. “Cucina Vine?” She murmured. “Pretty swanky…” 
    Ricky grinned. “Yeah...one of my fellows at the university’s uncle knows the owner...got him to get us a reservation...wanted to do something special…” 
    The woman reddened gently, though her smile didn’t dissipate. 
    They pulled in, got out and strode into the restaurant, hand in hand towards the table reserved for Foster, party of two. 
    Fifteen minutes later, they were seated and sipping on a currant Red and chatting idly. 
    “So…” Daniela murmured, setting down her wine next to the two glasses of water she’d already finished. “With the holidays coming up, I was wondering if you...had any plans?” She murmured, her eyes looking everywhere but into his. 
    He blinked, frowning. “Um...not particularly, why?” He murmured. She swallowed, reddening again. “Well, erm...My school is sending teachers abroad to an education conference in Guatemala...and I was one of the ones they picked…” 
    Ricky’s eyes widened, as did his smile. “Really? That’s amazing!” He exclaimed. 
    Daniela smiled shyly at his enthusiasm, taking a deep breath as if his excitement bolstered her courage. “And...we can bring a plus one...I was wondering if you wanted to come with me… it’ll be right after Christmas, and it’ll go till the 10th…” 
    Ricky’s eyes widened before he  slumped back in his chair, staring at the table. “Guatemala…” He breathed. 
    Daniela frowned, suddenly looking nervous. “...I know it’s a long time, and we’ve only been dating a couple months, but….” She watched him on tenterhooks. 
    Ricky’s head snapped up. “Are you crazy? I’ve always wanted to go to Guatemala, the Basin is one of the most information rich quadrants for aquatic current patterns in the hemisphere, I-”
    He stopped, noting the smirk on the woman’s face. Ricky swallowed, reddening as he ran a hand through his hair. “Ah...sorry, um...Yeah, yeah I’d love to go…” 
    Daniela’s face brightened, and she looked 10 times more radiant. “Amazing! I’ll call the agency on Monday and have them confirm! Hmmm...New Year’s in the South Americas…” She mused, taking another sip. 
    Just then, the waiter came by to take their orders. Ricky got chicken marsala, and Daniela ordered the pappardelle bolognese... and another glass of water. 
    Ricky noticed this request, and he continued to peer at the woman as she looked over the menu to decide dessert in advance. 
    He swallowed, pushing back from the table. “Be right back, gonna hit the gents…” He murmured, keeping his eyes on her. 
    “Alright…” The woman murmured, tracing a finger down the tiramisu list. 
    Ricky continued to stare. “...You...aren’t gonna come?” 
    Daniela looked up, frowning. “To the men’s room?” 
    Ricky reddened, gently clearing his throat. “I meant to the bathroom...half a bottle of wine and 3 glasses of water, and you don’t need to go?” 
    The woman shook her head. “No, I’m alright…” 
    Ricky looked at her for a few more minutes before sitting back down with a huff. “Alright…” he muttered, causing Daniela to look up. “Every time we go out somewhere, you drink your weight in water, wine or coffee but you never visit the ladies…that or you’re just really good at being inconspicuous...”
    The woman was silent, looking pensive about something before turning to him. “Can I...tell you something sorta crazy?” She murmured, smiling a bit sheepishly.
    Ricky felt his heart quicken, and he nodded, not trusting himself to speak. 
    The woman brushed a bit of hair behind her ear, chuckling quietly. “It’s...sort of silly, but… I never use the bathroom in public. After teaching for so long, you get paranoid about the things that go on in publicly accessible bathrooms, ych…” She shuddered gently. “I never have a problem waiting till I get home, so...I do.” She murmured, shrugging again. 
    Ricky felt his heart thudding so fast he was almost sure she could hear it. He swallowed, thinking back to high school. Come to think of it, he couldn’t remember her ever visiting the bathroom before or after his class with her… nor after the next two, once he became her T.A…
    “...You...never go in public? Ever?” He murmured.
    The woman looked up at him with a sort of grinning wince. “Yyyeah...is that weird?” 
    Ricky quickly shook his head. “No, not at all...it’s, uh...sanitary…but...always till you get home? That can’t be true...” 
    At this, Daniela’s smile melted into somewhat of a smirk. “Hmm...Alright…” She said, leaning forward. “You remember when we first met for coffee? The day I was running late? Well...I would’ve arrived at the same time anyway, because I never pee in the morning. And after I left, straight to the exam, I was there for 4 hours, supervising two separate tests. Didn’t pee there either. Left there and swung home to grab my stuff for the gym, got in a run and some weight training. Then dinner and drinks with a friend, then home...then my first pee of the day.”
    She leaned back, arms crossed, smirking widely. 
    Ricky was beside himself. He could feel his length straining through his suit pants as the woman recounted her story. 
    “...Wow…” He croaked again. “You...must’ve been bursting...” 
    The woman chuckled, shrugging. “I’ll admit, I had a fair urge down there, but I was wayyyy below bursting.” She told him. “Benefits of growing up in a house with 9 people and one bathroom...you get good at holding it in.” 
    Ricky was practically shaking now, perspiration beading on his forehead. His heart was beating so violently in his chest he feared it’d burst out.
    Daniela’s face shifted from smug grin to concern. “Ricky, honey, are you alright? You look like you’re about to be sick…” 
    The man shook his head, swallowing. “Oh, n-no...Sorry, I, uh...well, I-” He tried to figure out how to explain his reaction without incriminating himself. He adjusted himself in the seat, and Daniela’s eyes narrowed as she caught a glimpse of his crotch under the table...and the tightness within.
    Slowly, her eyes traveled back up. She looked around to see that no one was paying them any mind before leaning forward. 
    “Are you...turned on, right now?” She whispered. 
    Ricky felt his blood turn to ice as his beautiful girlfriend pieced together the depths of his depravity. “P-please, Daniela, let me explain, I-”
    “You’re turned on listening to me talk about holding my pee, aren’t you…” She murmured, leaning back and crossing her arms, still staring at him open-mouthed. 
    He swallowed again, fear blossoming in his chest. “N-no, you don’t understand…” 
    She tilted her head. “Then what’s got you cocked and ready, huh?” 
    Ricky racked his brains, but in his flustered state he couldn’t come up with a deflective answer. 
    He slowly hung his head...years of crushing on this woman, and then 2 wonderful months of dating...gone. All because he’d had to pry, to ask too much…
    “Richard…” she murmured softly. 
    Ricky looked up, surprised to find not disgust or anger on Daniela’s face, but concern. “Why are you embarrassed?” She asked
    The young man swallowed again, trying to bring moisture back into his mouth. “I…I don’t want you to think...think I’m a creep, o-or a perv, or anything, I just...I don’t why I like it, I just do, and...yeah, women who are desperate to pee turn me on…” He finished with a defeated slump of his shoulders. 
    The woman was silent for a moment at his admission. Ricky waited for her to blow up, to yell, to storm out. 
    But she didn’t. Instead, she leaned forward, touching his arm. “Hey…” She murmured. “Hey, look at me.”
    Slowly, the man raised his head again. 
    Daniela pursed her lips. “You’re not a creep, or a perv. Everyone has weird stuff they're into, it doesn’t make you bad...just unique…” 
    Every word she spoke was a modicum of calm on his frazzled nerves, and slowly began to relax. 
    Seeing this, Daniela smiled, nodding. “Besides...I should be the one who’s sorry...I bet I’m a total dud to you, huh…” 
    Confusion replaced relief and embarrassment on Ricky’s features. “I...what?” 
    The woman chuckled. “You like it when women are desperate to pee, and you happen to be dating the one woman who never is…
    Ricky’s eyes widened, and he felt himself stiffen again. “N-not quite…” He forced himself to speak. “In reality...the fact that you’re never desperate is even hotter…” He breathed. “You always drink so much when we’re together, it drives me crazy thinking about where it all goes...and yet, you never seem to need to release it... I don’t know what your limits are, and...that makes the fact that you have them even sexier…” 
    The woman leaned back, folding her arms again. “So...you like when girls have to pee, but then you like when they don’t?”
    “I