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  1. He was bursting and then there were lines. I wonder if he soaked himself in front of all the other guys wetting his pants and underwear completely covered in pee
  2. Chapter 3 “Owwwwwwwwwwww!” Yelled Racilla. She was sure the neighbors heard, and might call the police. She was bouncing so much that dust was falling from the basement ceiling onto their brother (Adams friend) who was still sleeping. Racilla couldn’t help it though as he pain was becoming unbearable. Shit, it was unbearable and she felt like she would pop any second as a huge aching pain went through her abdomen. She kept bending over with crossed legs and going back up and down. Her nice shaped ass piercing the black fabric of her pants. “Adam!” Colly screamed. “We’re literally dying out here, why are you doing this?” “I’m just ah washing my hands,” Adam said in an accent to mock them. He continued to let the water pour from the sink to torture them. His wiener had grown so huge. In his twenty two years of being alive it never became this aroused. He placed a hand on it and was about to pull on it but didn’t want to give away such a good orgasm yet. His chest was filled with butterflies though. Colly was crying, dancing foot to foot unable to stop, and in just as much agony as Racilla. Her glasses fogged up from the tears and sweat running down her face. “Maybe we should…should…g-go get Brian downstairs.” Colly said. She could barely keep her words together through all the discomfort. “I’m not going to be able to make it down those stairs!” Racilla yelled. “If I move I’m going to burst!” “So am I!” There was a knock at the door of their house. The two poor twenty something aged girls looked at each other and hopped over to the front door. It was a cop. “Umm hello off…officer,” Colly said. “Hello ladies. Noise complaint from the neighbors. Everything ok here?” The girls looked at each other in relief. They were saved. They told the cop about Adam occupying the bathroom from them as a tease, and begged for his help. The cop looked confused and walked up the stairs. . “Hello, son?” Asked the cop. “Your friends here seem to be I need of the bathroom. Are you almost finished?” “I’ll be out soon! Just rinsing my hands.” “Okie dokie son. Well ladies, I’ll be seeing you.” They were stunned. This could NOT be happening. “That’s all you’re going to do?” Racilla asked. “Ladies my job is to protect the town. I can’t diddle saddle to help two grown women get to a potty. He’ll be out soon.” “He won’t!” Said Colly. “We’re telling you he’s teasing us. Please get him out!” “Sorry ladies, off I go.” And so he left . Colly and Racilla looked at each other in tears, their lips quivering, hugged each other and crossed their legs around each other bouncing in agony screaming. To be continued
  3. Chapter 2 “Adam come on!” Colly banged on the door. “You were done! Why are you keeping us out of the bathroom!” She scratched at the door while dancing foot to foot. Racilla was keeping her legs tight together and knees crossed. Her ankles crossed too as she felt the pressure in her abdomen grew. She was biting her lips abs bouncing. “Col…Colly,” Racilla moaned. “I have to go so so bad!” “Yeah I do too!” “I gotta go in before you, I’m seriously dying here!” Colly’s jaw dropped and she looked shocked. How the hell could Racilla ask that. Didn’t she see how desperate she was as well. “Racilla there is no way! I’ve been waiting longer and I’m about to explode.” “Just listen to the calming waters ladies!” Said Adam who turned on the sink in the bathroom to full blast. Colly and Racilla held into their bursting abdomens and bounced around in agony. They felt like cows who hadn’t t been milked in weeks and utters were about to explode. Colly wondered if this is what giving birth was like, and Racilla who has a kid knew this was worse. “Adam!” Racilla cried. “Adam, Adam, please, I’m gonna pop. You were done, please let us in, I’ll do anything.” Adam sat on the toilet both girls needed with an evil grin across his face. His legs shaking in and out with butterflies of excitement flying around the inside of his belly. His sexual arrousal increasing. If only he could see the girls on the outside of the door. He got a quick glimpse of them. Hmm The door was banged in harder by both girls. “Adam please!” Colly said, her legs twisted and hand deep in her crotch, pushing her panties into her crotch and she felt she could pee herself without control any second. Racilla was leaning against the wall and bounced in the same position as Colly. They were desperate as hell. To be continued
  4. Colly's heart pounded in frustration as she danced from one foot to the other outside the bathroom. Her brother's friend, Adam, had been hogging it for what felt like an eternity, and the urgency of her bladder made the situation unbearable. "Adam, seriously, are you done in there?" Colly called out, trying to keep her voice steady despite her desperation. Inside the bathroom, she could hear the faint sound of music playing, and Adam's laughter mixed with the running water. He was deliberately taking his time, relishing in Colly's discomfort. "Come on, Colly, just a few more minutes!" Adam teased, knowing full well that she couldn't wait any longer. Colly's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she continued to dance, crossing and uncrossing her legs in a desperate attempt to hold on. She was wearing a white top and a yellow skirt, her blonde hair cascading over her glasses as she pleaded with Adam to hurry up. Just when she thought she couldn't bear it any longer, her sister Racilla appeared on the scene. Racilla had striking red hair and was dressed in a white shirt and black pants. She was also in her twenties and a little overweight but still gorgeous and was carrying the same look of desperation as Colly. "Ugh, this is so unfair! Why does Adam always take forever in the bathroom?" Racilla groaned, her voice full of irritation. Colly nodded, empathizing with her sister's frustration. "I know, right? It's like he does it on purpose just to annoy us!" Racilla's eyes darted between Colly's dancing figure and the closed bathroom door. "I can't hold it much longer, Colly. I need to go now!" "I'm about to burst too," Colly admitted, trying to keep her composure. They both continued to wait, but with each passing second, their desperation grew. The music from inside the bathroom only seemed to mock them, and they felt like they were trapped in a never-ending nightmare. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the bathroom door creaked open, and Adam emerged, a smug grin on his face. "Sorry for the wait, ladies. Nature calls, you know?" just as Colly and racilla shoved each other to get in, he slammed the door in their face and locked the door again. They almost fainted in shock as their jaws hit the floor astounded by what Adam was doing just to tease. to be continued
  5. Poor, poor Katelyn. The college girl had been dying at the end of a long line in her college dorm for the one bathroom that the whole floor had to share. She had forgotten to set her alarm clock, and ended up waiting in a huge line of twenty other girls. “Son of a bitch!” Katelyn said. Her hands went on her hips when she started, but over the course of a couple hours as one girl after the other used the bathroom, Katelyn’s discomfort turned into compete physical agony and emotional panic. For even though she was at the front of the line, her legs were crossed right in her gray sweatpants, barefoot, and hunched over with her arms crossed in her black and red t shirt. Her black hair hanged out straight down but a little messy. She was breathing in and out quickly as the pulses in her full bladder felt like punches from a boxer. “Come on come on come on!” Katelyn squealed. “Eeeeeee I can’t hold it in much longer!” “What’s going on here?” Said Nicolette, who approached. Nicolette was a tall girl and had the body every girl wanted and every guy admired. She has tan skin and long brown hair. For her morning attire she stood there in white short shorts and a black robe. She was tapping her foot and bouncing. “Are you waiting for the bathroom?” “Y…yeah,” Katelyn struggled to say through her pain. She took in a deep breath as a huge pulse that was so much worse than the rest came inside of her. The poor girl really was in agony. “I….I…I’ve been waiting a while.” “Well I’m next,” said Nicolette who pushed Katelyn aside and almost caused her to lose control of her insides. “I have to pee like a t-Rex!” “What?!” Said Katelyn. “N-No way. I have to go really really bad too!” She tried stepping back in front of Nicolette, but was pushed aside. She held her crotch, shoving her fingers deep inside her pussy bouncing. “Ok, dude, I really have to go, this isn’t funny. Move!” Nicolette stood there with her lustful long legs crossed and toes curled. She bit her lip bouncing as well. “I’m literally about to explode. I am NOT going to pee myself!” “Oh but it’s ok if I do?” “I don’t really care honestly! When they open that door I’m going in!” Nicolette knocked hard. “Hey, hurry the hell up and get out. I’m dying!” “Oh no oh no oh no!” Said Colleen who came around the corner in nothing but her black bra, panties and glasses. She had her blonde hair tied in a bun. “Is there seriously a line?” She was bouncing and holding herself. “Yeah and I am freaking next!” Said Kate, shoving Nicolette who pushed back. “Nicolette! This isn’t a joke, I’m about to freaking explode! I’m going in there the hell next!” “Guys, I actually really really really need to go first!” Said Colleen whose eyes watered from deep panic. “Hell no!” Kate and Nicolette said in unison as they continued to shove one another. Kate grasped her arms around a Nicolette’s waist and squeezed. Nicolette’s bladder felt like a knife was stabbing into it and screamed. “Get off! Get off!” She yelled. “You’re gonna make me pee myself.” “I’m going to go to the bathroom in my pants if you don’t move!” Kate said. She pulled and pulled as Nicolette grasped the door knob but lost her grip. Kate pulled her away, but Colleen snuck to the front dancing around feeling physically sick from her bathroom needs. “Colleen no way! I’m next I said!” Colleen danced from foot to foot while biting her lips. She moaned. “I really cannot hold it much longer!” She closed her eyes and locked her knees together as a huge spasm passed through her, sending a chill up her spine as she felt she might lose control. Her legs crossed. “I have to pee! Please!” She started to bang on the door. “Please! Please! I can’t hold it much longer!” Nicolette elbowed Kate in the jaw. She tried shoving Colleen out of the way, but the poor blonde pushed her body against the door as if they were attached as one. With her legs crossed she only managed to kick Nicolette off her a bit using her hips to add some force. But Nicolette’s tall body and muscle gave her the advantage. “Colleen!” Nicolette said and grunted. She was starting to breathe heavy. “Move right freaking now!” She banged on the door . “And whoever is in there GET THE FREAK OUT NOW! WERE ABOUT TO FREAKING PISS OURSELVES OUT HERE!” “We’re dying!” Colleen said through her tears and squirming. Katelyn was on her knees on the ground, holding her aching body up with her hands barely. She was shaking as the agonizing bladder pulses that had become earthquakes feeling as if geysers of urine would shoot out of her sides. Like Colleen who cried, Katelyn’s eyes watered, losing hope as people other than the three girls walked in the hall, some giggling at the predicament. This couldn’t happen. NO! She could NOT wet her pants like a lesser person. She would never be able To face people in this dorm again. THIS COULD NOT HAPPEN! Katelyn pulled herself up on the wall, shaking, barely hanging on. Colleen was wailing back and forth sticking her fingers inside of herself causing a slight orgasm. Nicolette held on to herself and went to the door kicking it. She HAD to get in. “Open the door NOW!” Nicolette yelled, still kicking. Finally, the door opened, and when all three girls almost lost themselves, they looked inside shocked that it was empty. That’s when Kate realized, she was in so much agony when she by herself she was twisting around and closing her eyes. Maybe the last girl left and shut the door without Kate noticing! She could have had relief from her explosive bladder this whole time! All three poor girls stood in disbelief, that they fought, moaned, cried and dealt with agonizing pain and terror for sooooo long when they could have been free! “Me first!” Nicolette said. “No me!” Said Kate. They both were at the toilet pushing each other side. Colleen danced in the doorway holding herself and turning red, her knees turned inwards. Seeing the toilet, all of this was too much, and she just could not hold it in any longer. “Oh…my…guys…” Colleen cried. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Colleen’s bladder exploded, pee gushing out of her so hart her panties fell down exposing herself. Yellow sizzling pee getting everywhere, flooding the ground around them. Colleen had tears falling down her face as she was so humiliated, she ran off, leaving the other two to fight and suffer at what they saw. To be continued
  6. Continue A bathroom stall opened, and Kates eyes widened. “About time!” She started to race inside, but a fire alarm went off in the hallway. Suddenly every stall opened and relieved women passed the most desperate one. Kate’s legs were closed right, her knees crossed. She couldn’t bare the pain anymore she was gonna blow! The stadium was being evacuated but she had no choice. She ran to the stall, pulled her pants down as she turned her ass to the toilet, pulled down her panties but a firefighter rushed in and opened the stall door. Kate pulled her panties up and covered her crotch turned red. “what the hell?!” She said. “Miss we are evacuating, let’s go!” He said picking her up, throwing her my thr waist over his arm. The slam was so hard she felt like her bladder ripped, she yelled in pain, struggled and squirmed out of his grip as he walked them away from her relief. ”STOOOOOOOOOOOOOP! PLEASSSSSSSSSSSSE!” Kate cried. She sweated and squirmed shuffling her legs as the firefighter kept a tight grip of her body over his shoulder. She had to go so bad, and she could not wait anymore. She could NOT pee her pants in public. Not in front of everyone. Not now! She begged and pleased but was ignored . as they were outside and he rested her down, that was it. Her friend rejoiced that she was safe, but Kates pants which were never rebuttoned fell down to her ankles. Hundreds of people saw and she heard the laughter start as her poor pee hole couldn’t take it anymore and exploded, gushing urine from her body, down her legs into her jeans below. Her friends backed away in shock as the puddle grew and Kate could only stand there humiliated having a panic attack. Compete terror. “Oh my god oh my god!” She cried. I’m he laughter continued, some had phones our, it was the most humiliating accident ever at the old ball game the end
  7. Are we still doing a story trade?
  8. OFFER*** would anyone like to do a story trade? Female desperation, wetting, humiliation, messing that’ sort. Message if interested. IMPORTANT: I will only do story trades if you are 18 or older. An adult. Should be anyways on this site.
  9. Paul’s hands were deep in the pockets of his khakis as his whole body tensed. His leg pushed off the ground and discreetly crossed over his other knee and then he started to bounced. “What’s wrong, bro?” Said Bob, who was aroused by his tall, blonde friends desperate demeanor. Paul’s sweaty face turned to Bob as he continued to bounce. “I really gotta go!” Paul twisted around and sprinted off in a speed walk with his legs remaining tight together. Bob on the other hand smiled and leaned forward as his erected penis threw him off balance. Paul breathed with relief as he approached the bathroom door. He could not wait to empty his full bladder that he had been holding for over four hours. He pushed the door open, and was immediately kicked off of the ground and away . He landed flat on his butt and clenched his crotch in both hands to keep himself from wetting. Paul twisted his legs and squirmed in place as the fall, along with having been so close to relief, had pushed his bladder to the edge. He grinned and bit his lip. Out of the bathroom came a large muscular man with long hair and a thick mustache. He wore a black onesie that was so tight the bulges from his muscles stuck out. He walked towards Paul, breathing heavy, and finally burped into the air, sending a stink across the room. Paul covered his face and kept on hand buried between his crossed legs. The smell was so bad it made his eyes water. He struggled to pick himself off from the ground, and the large man pulled Paul up from his ankle, hanging him upside down. “What you doing boy?” The large man spat out in a thick accent that sounded German or Russian to Paul. “This is Boris’ bathroom,” he said pointing to the door. “No one uses it but Boris!” He pointed his finger in Paul’s face, hoping his words stuck inside Paul as much as the urine in his poor, swelled bladder was. Bob walked forward carefully as his balance was still off from his massive erection from admiring Paul’s desperation. “Yes, yes! I’m so sorry Mr. Boris sir.” Paul kept his legs closed tight, twisting his ankle around the one Boris held in his gigantic hand. He placed his hands against his crotch which was pushing outwards as the urine inside of him seemed to have developed a kind of its own, pushing itself out of Paul against all of his will power and muscles. He had to hold on. “Im so, so sorry. It’s just, we’ve been waiting for the market to open for hours now, and I’ve had to pee since we left the house, and now really have to go!” “Why puny nervous man no go before he leave home?” “My-erg…bladder w-was only at a two for desperation at that point,” Paul stuttered. “Now I’m at a 10-OW-or maybe a 13!” A tear fell from Paul’s face and dropped down his forehead as the pulses in his bladder became so intense he felt he might burst any second. “Mr. Boris s…sir. P-please, I really have to pee so bad. I don’t want to have something embarrassing happen in the store in front of everyone. Please, may I just use the bathroom, please sir, please?” Boris scratched his chin, and stared into space considering Paul’s proposal. Paul meanwhile was still upside down which only added more pressure on his bladder. Even though he was trying to avoid a humiliating accident, hanging up there from this large, ridiculous-looking scary man, he squirmed around with his legs crossed and hands still held tightly. He was not going to last much longer, he feared. People were already giggling as he squirmed in mid-air at his predicament, and Bob didn’t seem to be helping. “Excuse me good sir,” said Bob. “What you want, small, chubby man?” “I couldn’t help but hear this predicament.” “Bob, what are you-“ “Shush, Paul. You seem to be a fellow who enjoys a good muscle match!” Bob swung two fists out like a boxer. “I believe my desperate, bladder busting friend here would gladly have a fun fight with you for the bathroom. What do you say?” Paul’s eyes widened as his whole body froze. His lip quivered as he stuttered. “B-Bob! I can’t fight hi-“ “It deal puny man!” Boris said. ……………. Everyone was gathered around for the fight. The bathroom remained locked with the referee, Bob, holding the key. He walked up to his friend as Boris stretched, readying himself for battle. Bob rubbed Paul’s shoulders. Boris made him change into a tight, black onesie like him, and Paul bladder bulge and penis showed through the latex. “How you feeling buddy?” Paul was shaking and holding himself. “I-I—I-c-c-can’t h-h-h-h-HOLD it much l-longer!” “You’ll do great!” The bell ring, and Boris ran at him. Paul put up his hands and shoved Boris away just in time. His strength intensified from his bladder urges. Paul got on and started making light punched on Boris who laughed at the puny man’s hits. “Whoa whoa whoa!” Said Bob. He pulled PAul off of Boris and felt warm liquids glide down his leg which turned him on, causing him to pop a huge boner into Paul’s butt since he was squeezing PAuls back against him. Paul blushed, and looked down at the accident he made. Urine poured out of him, and a puddle stretched. Everyone started pointing and laughing and taking pictures, and Paul started crying in despair. The end
  10. This story takes place in the old Fox show Gotham, and stars 21 year old Bruce and Selena. Except Bruce never left Gotham The Wayne Family charity event was being held at Gotham hall, and Bruce couldn’t wait to bring his date: the lovely Selena Kyle. Although wanting to wear her normal black tights and jacket with curly messy hair, Alfred had been able to convince her to tidy up. Bruce knocked on the door. “Selena, we’re going to be late!” “Jeez, Bruce. Calm down, you have these charity events like every month. It’s not my fault you made me redo my hair, makeup, all that stuff.” “You know I think you’re beautiful Selena. But for these events, image is key.” “Yeah, yeah.” Selena opened the bathroom door, and Bruce looked at her, jaw-dropped. “Wipe that drool, Bruce,” she smiled with her hands on her hips. She wore a short black dress with web nylons and dark boots. She had a small red jacket, and her hair wrapped up. “You look…amazing, Selena.” “Yeah, yeah. Let’s go, romance boy.” She ruffed his arm but stopped and grabbed her belly. “Oof!” “What is it?” “Bathroom break. Had too much wine before while you were getting ready.” Alfred came in the room. “Master Bruce, we must get going.” “Right. Selena, can you wait until we get to the event?” She sighed and bounced. Her legs tightened down the middle. “Fine. Let’s go.” To be continued
  11. Willing to do a story trade! If someone writes me one from the tv show Gotham with a desperate Selena I’ll do a story for you.
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