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Mr. Rishun

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  1.  Mira grabbed herself some breakfast and decided to make herself some coffee as she was going to need some energy after her long night of studying. She didn’t usually drink coffee before school but decided she’d make an exception today. She sat down and ate and ended up having two cups of coffee as well as a large glass of orange juice along with her food. She went to shower and then went to her bedroom to try to decide what to wear. It was a team tradition to dress up on days they had home games so she decided on a flowing black summer dress that went down to about 4 inches over her knees. She liked the way it looked and it also wouldn’t squeeze or press on her bladder which she was hoping would be quite full by the end of the day. She imagined the pressure slowly building and walking out of school at the end of the day with her bladder swollen and throbbing and bulging out of her abdomen but no one would be the wiser as it would be concealed under her loosely fitting dress. Mira was completely mystified by these desires, she’d always been a responsible and generally sober-minded person but something had stirred within her and today she just wanted to feel rebellious and sexy. She opened her underwear drawer and pulled out the only pair she really thought could qualify as sexy: a light blue pair of boy shorts with a lace waistband. She even lifted up her dress to admire how they hugged her figure. She couldn’t help but let her mind wander to a wet patch forming on the blue fabric and spreading out over her crotch, she couldn’t believe that she was really going to wet herself today and she knew it was going to be an incredibly long day waiting for the minute she could finally come home and indulge her desires. She let her dress fall back down her legs and headed off to school. Mira walked into school feeling a way she never had before. She felt butterflies in her stomach as she thought about her dirty little secret that she was going to forgo her bathroom breaks all day so that she could go home and uncontrollably wet her panties. The fact that she knew she looked good in this dress and knew she looked sexy underneath was only increasing her excitement. She gathered her things from her locker and went to meet Tyler. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw his eyes widen as soon as he saw her and stumbled over his words trying to greet her. “Hey Mira,” he said, “good to see you, um you look...amazing.” She felt herself blush and thanked him and they walked toward Mira’s first class and she stopped to fill up her water bottle on the way. It was a fairly hot day and Mira knew she’d need to be hydrated for the game as well as for her... other activities. She would have eight class periods today the fourth of which was her exam and the fifth was her lunch period. Her first class was an incredibly boring lesson on history and she absentmindedly drank from her water bottle throughout watching the clock and waiting for it to be over. Much to her surprise she felt a twinge in her bladder near the end of the period. She figured she must just feel nervous about her plans and ignored the urge and went on to her second class. However, her need continued to grow. As the teacher droned on about the latest book they were reading she tried to push it out of her mind. She never had to pee this early in the day so she knew it must just be nerves. If she was going to make it the rest of the day she was going to have to learn to ignore these feelings. She tried to completely focus on her class and even continued to drink from her water bottle to distract herself. As the hour wore on she soon felt an urge to cross her legs which would normally signal to her that it was past the point where she’d usually stop to relieve herself between classes. She figured the feeling would pass and the bell soon rang signaling the end of class and she packed up her nearly empty water bottle in her backpack and set off toward her third class. On her way, she passed by a bathroom and almost instinctively walked in feeling the pressure in her bladder but then remembered that she had sworn against setting foot in a school bathroom today. She felt another rush of adrenaline as she ignored her bladder’s protests and continued down the hall. She walked in and remembered that today was a laboratory experiment day in her chemistry class. She gathered with her group around the lab table and they began the experiment. They always had to work quickly to finish the experiment within the hour and Mira always found them to be fun and engaging. She became completely immersed in completing the procedure and gathering her data and completely forgot about the mounting pressure in her bladder. Unfortunately during one of their later steps one of her lab partners accidentally knocked over a container of the chemical they had been working with and they had to go back and redo a few steps. At this point Mira was fidgeting without even realizing it as her bladder continued to try to warn her preoccupied brain that her need was becoming urgent. They looked up at the clock and realized that they still had about 10 minutes left so they could at least make a new sample that they could use the next class. They worked furiously to make up for their mistake and a couple of them noticed Mira’s awkward fidgeting but figured she was nervous about finishing their task on time as they worked all the way up until the bell rang. However, they had finished their sample and just had to clean up their table. They began to put everything away and by the time Mira gathered her things and looked up at the clock she only had two minutes to get to her next class. Shoot her exam! She rushed into the hall and made it to her classroom just as the bell rang and made he way to her seat. Her teacher had already distributed the exam and was offering them a few reminder before it began. “Remember to answer all parts of the questions and keep your eyes on your own paper. No one will be allowed to leave the room until the exam period is over. Good luck and you may begin.” Mira opened the test and tried to focus on the questions but immediately realized that she was absolutely desperate to pee and began to panic. She quickly crossed her legs to try to relieve the pressure but it barely helped at all. She was able to overcome the distraction and work through a few of her test questions but a wave of desperation hit her forcing her to close her eyes and take a deep breath to hold on until the wave passed. Feeling in control again she squeezed her thighs together and managed to work through a few more of the questions. Despite her desperate state, she was very well-prepared after her long night studying. Soon another wave hit and she desperately squirmed in her seat. She couldn’t believe how badly she had to go, she normally wouldn’t take a bathroom break until after lunch and even then it was just so she wouldn’t have to stop between her afternoon classes. Suddenly it dawned on her, she had drank coffee that morning! She usually only had a glass of milk or orange juice with her breakfast. No wonder her bladder had filled so quickly. She’d drank two cups of coffee and a glass of orange juice and most of her water bottle and hadn’t peed for almost 5 hours! She looked at her test and realized she was about halfway done, but only about 20 minutes of the period had passed. Her legs were hurting from being pressed together so hard and she had to uncross them and her foot nervously tapped on the ground as she attempted to continue her test. She made it through one more question but the pressure had become so great her legs were essentially running in place under her desk. She was seriously beginning to doubt her ability to hold it until the end of the hour. She gingerly crossed her legs again and was able to finish another question but beads of sweat were beginning to form on her forehead as another wave hit. She clenched her teeth and willed her sphincter muscles to remain shut but nearly groaned in despair as she looked at the clock and realized not even another 10 minutes had passed. She tried to start the next problem but after a few seconds had to set her pencil down again and focus on preventing an accident. She discreetly glanced around to make sure no one was looking and slipped her hand into her crotch. She was able to finish the question but her bladder felt like it was about to burst. She looked up at the clock again an expression of worry on her face. She had 25 minutes left and she had 3 questions to complete. She decided to do the hardest of the three first while she figured in a few minutes’ time she would barely be able to focus on anything but her bladder. She hurriedly read through the question and dug her hand into her crotch as she figured out how she could solve it. She quickly worked through the necessary equations but after a few minutes had to stop and awkwardly squirm in her seat again. She regained control and furiously worked through the rest of the problem and just as she was about to write down her final answer she once again had so stop and collect herself having to focus all of her energy on preventing a humiliating accident. The fabric of her dressed bunched up in her crotch as she tightly clamped her hand over her urethra. After a few agonizing seconds she was able to write down her final answer and quickly glance at the clock again. 17 minutes. She knew the last two problems would be easy for her, and the test as a whole thankfully had been easier than she expected. All she had to do was quickly work through them while somehow keeping her panties dry. She quickly set to work with her legs crossed and shaking as the pressure in her bladder becoming painful. She was able to get through a couple lines of work before she felt another wave and she tensed every muscle in her body trying to hold back the ocean of liquid contained in her abdomen. Come on Mira, she thought, you’re 18 years old you can hold it. Her hands were now trembling as she attempted to finish the problem, furiously scribbling down numbers that were barely legible at this point. She was able to nearly finish before she was overcome by a painful wave of pressure. She sweat was now dripping down her forehead as she was quickly realizing that she dangerously close to wetting her dress. She was furious at herself for not listening to her bladder’s signals earlier and prayed she would be able to hold on. Her knuckles were white as her hand pressed even harder into her crotch and she gathered all her strength to quickly finish the question now squirming constantly in her seat. She looked at the last question and immediately realized that it was just two quick steps to solve. She could do this! She looked at the clock, 12 minutes left. However, she couldn't even bring herself to reach for her pencil. Her hand gripped the edge of her desk trying to will herself to hold on. She closed her eyes and tried to think of anything but running water, a dry desert, a... that’s all she could think of. She sat for a whole minute with her eyes closed trying to squeeze her exhausted sphincter muscles shut by any means possible. She took a deep breath and tried to pick up her pencil and work through the problem. She made it for about 20 seconds before she had to stop and bend forward and she again resigned to hold herself for as long as necessary to regain her composure. Her bladder was now sending continuous waves of painful desperation warning her that she couldn’t hold on much longer. Suddenly out of the corner of her eye she saw someone stand up on the other side of the room and make her way toward the teacher’s desk. She recognized her as Lauren, the captain of the girls cross country team and noticed that she was awkwardly fidgeting as she asked the teacher a question. She saw the teacher give her a sympathetic look and shake his head no. Mira figured that she must have asked to use the bathroom but she knew that due to some students getting caught cheating recently no one was allowed to leave the room during tests anymore. Lauren had long blonde hair and ran with the more popular crowd, and it was no secret that most guys in her grade had a huge crush on her. Mira watched her walk back to her desk and noticed a large water bottle sitting on her desk completely empty. She was wearing a cross country tshirt and a grey pair of leggings. Mira noticed her bite her lip And look nervously at the clock as she squirmed quite obviously in her seat. She looked to be quite desperate as well. However Mira’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a spurt of pee escaping her hold and dampening her panties. She knew she couldn’t afford any more distractions if she wanted any chance of finishing her test and making it to the bathroom before she humiliated herself. She looked up a the clock, dismayed to find that she still had 10 minutes left. Knowing she could focus completely on holding herself if she could get through this question she steeled herself to finish working through it. She quickly scribbled out as little work as she felt was necessary and circled her answer. She immediately turned her test upside down on her desk to indicate she was done and felt another spurt dampen her panties. 8 minutes left. Mira’s face was contorted in a mixture of pain and panic as she teetered on the brink of losing control. Her double-crossed legs trembled underneath her desk and she tried to take deep breaths as she pushed desperately against her pee hole. Her eyes were glued on the clock begging it to move faster. She held off wave after wave of desperation each one growing more intense. After what felt like an eternity she glanced at the clock again hoping it was nearly time to leave. 6 minutes left. Ok she needed to try something different, maybe distracting herself would help. Out of curiosity, she glanced across the room at Lauren shocked to see her also holding herself her legs wildly fidgeting. Her face looked panicked as she also gazed helplessly at the clock. Mira suddenly felt her control slip. She felt a spurt escape, and it was enough that she could feel it warm her hand as it pressed into her dress. She clamped down to stem the flow closing her eyes and channeling the last reserves of her willpower to try to hold back the flood. 5 minutes left. Suddenly motion on the other side of the room caught Mira’s eye. Lauren had gotten up and made her way to the teacher’s desk again. Mira watched in shock as she begged the teacher to let her go to the bathroom, now openly holding herself and dancing wildly as she stood in front of his desk. Mira could see the sympathetic look in his eyes as he explained there was nothing he could do. Mira knew that based on the new guidelines if a teacher permitted anyone to leave the room during a test they would have to void everyone’s scores and risk being fired. She felt badly for Lauren as she watched her once again return to her seat forced to desperately hold herself. She knew Lauren was one of the rare popular girls who was nice and she had just been edged out by Bridget, the truly evil captain of the cheerleading team for the title of homecoming queen this year though everyone was pretty sure that she only won because the school didn’t want to get sued by her father. At any rate, she felt sympathy for Lauren but was forced to turn her attention back to her own situation as she felt another spurt escape into her panties. She quietly whimpered as painful waves of desperation surged through her body and despite her effort another longer spurt escaped. 4 minutes left. Mira closed her eyes in concentration and tried to find one last reserve of strength to get her to the end of class. She squirmed desperately in her seat both hands now dug into her crotch. She knew she may he attracting some attention but she much preferred that to the prospect of wetting herself and she knew that even if she was completely naked everyone in the class would probably still be staring at Lauren anyways. But her bladder had reached its limit and Mira felt tears welling up in her eyes as she tried desperately to delay the inevitable. Another spurt escaped and she managed to bear down and hold on for another 10 seconds before another spurt escaped. There was now a small wet patch on the front of her dress concealed only its color. Mira could already feel a large wet spot on her panties, the warm wetness against her nether regions serving as her bladder’s last warning that it was about to burst through the floodgates. 3 minutes left. Mira couldn’t believe what was happening. She was now leaking short spurts every few seconds and felt hot wetness dripping down her fingers as tears welled up in her eyes knowing that she wasn’t going to be able to hold on until the bell rang. She desperately hoped that the back of her dress could soak up enough moisture that maybe she could conceal her accident a little bit longer. She felt the spurts growing longer and closer together as a puddle formed in her crotch. But then suddenly across the room she heard a gasp and a loud splashing sound. She looked over in shock and saw Lauren sitting stock-still in her desk as a waterfall of pee poured from her seat onto the floor below her. Their teacher immediately stood up and dismissed the class telling them not to worry about their tests, just to leave them on their desks. But before he had even finished his sentence Mira had recovered from her shock and dashed out the door, with one observant classmate of hers noticing the puddle on her chair and the pee running down her legs as she escaped into the hallway. Mira ran into the bathroom and threw her backpack on the floor leaving a trail of pee behind her as she dashed into a stall and pulled up her dress and sat down on the toilet, pee gushing through her panties into the water below her. She let her eyes roll back into her head in relief, not even caring that the stall door was wide open in front of her. The release felt absolutely euphoric and her loud moan of relief echoed off the tiled walls of the bathroom. Waves of pleasure coursed through her body as she felt the wet warmth of her pee spread across the crotch and the back of her underwear and multiple streams of pee fell from her underwear into the toilet. When she finally felt that she could temporarily cut off her stream to go shut the door her sphincter muscles burned as she attempted to stem the flow and she placed her hand over her soaked crotch as the got up and closed and locked the stall door in front of her. She felt her exhausted muscles desperate for her to release again so she simply sat back down and continued flooding her light blue panties. She couldn’t believe how amazing it felt to release her bladder again even though it had already been partially emptied. She felt nothing but pure bliss and relief as an endless stream of pee flowed into her panties. Well, so much for holding it all day. She finally emptied what she thought was the last of her bladder’s contents and stood up to inspect the damage to her underwear. Everything was completely soaked. The motion caused her to realize that her bladder still wasn’t completely empty and she sat down and peed for another 15 seconds. She heard the bell ring and people immediately started to stream into the bathroom. Mira began to panic. What was she going to do? She could throw away her wet panties but that would mean carrying them past the entire line of girls forming to wait for the stalls. Shoot her backpack was also out there too. She suddenly remembered that even though she usually stayed at school to work on homework upperclassmen were allowed to leave campus during the lunch hour so she would just have to wear her wet panties back to her house and then go change. She tried to dry her panties off with toilet paper as best she could so they wouldn’t drip as she walked and she stood up and pulled down her dress and stepped out of the stall hoping no one noticed the obvious trail of pee that was leading into it. When she emerged from the stall, a girl waiting impatiently with her legs crossed immediately rushed in behind her saying “oh thank goodness.” Mira listened intently as she walked toward the sink and soon heard the telltale loud splashing into the toilet bowl and audible sigh of relief as she reached the sink and began to wash her hands. She grabbed her backpack and headed towards the front door of the school. As she waded through the large crowd she was secretly enjoying the feeling of her soaked panties clinging to her nether regions. It was exciting her that nobody around her had any idea that she’d just wet herself like a 2-year-old. She could already hear people whispering about Lauren’s accident, apparently word had spread quickly. As she walked past her classroom she looked inside and saw Lauren standing at the back of the room bawling as multiple counselors and the teacher tried to comfort her and custodians were trying to mop up the massive puddle she had created. Even from the brief glimpse she got Mira could see that her grey leggings were completely soaked and did nothing to hide the copious amount of wetness. Mira felt awful for her and knew that had she not had an accident Mira would have wet herself in her seat seconds later. She texted her friends that she was running home before lunch to grab her Spanish notebook and quickly made her way out to her car. Mira found a towel in her trunk and placed it on the seat hoping her pee-drenched clothes wouldn’t soak through it. Her house was very close to the school so she quickly drove home and made her way upstairs. She went into the bathroom and once again lifted up her dress to inspect her panties. She couldn’t believe just how much of the fabric was soaked with pee. She pulled off her dress and hopped in the shower taking one last look at her soaked rear end in the mirror as she climbed in. She detached the shower head and sprayed down her legs before using it to completely drench her underwear. After enjoying the feeling for a few moments she peeled her underwear off and let them fall to the floor and rinsed off the rest of her lower body. She hung her panties over the shower curtain to dry and stepped out to dry off noticing a text from her best friend Angie. “Dude what happened in calc? Apparently Bridget’s telling everyone that Lauren peed her pants.” Mira picked up her phone and sent a response “Yeah it was awful she asked to leave twice and he wouldn’t let her go.” “Yikes apparently someone took a video and it’s all over the internet.” Mira picked up her dress and as she walked to her bedroom she looked at Bridget’s feed and sure enough she’d posted a video that one of the guys in her class had taken who was sitting right by Lauren. Mira immediately reported the video hoping it would be taken down but couldn’t resist just once watching Lauren helplessly struggle to hold it in before the fateful moment arrived when she simply couldn’t hold it a second longer and a massive wet patch spread across her grey leggings and a puddle quickly grew in her crotch and splashed onto the floor. She felt incredibly guilty but couldn’t help but be excited watching it. She entered her bedroom and pulled on a simple black pair of panties. She inspected her dress and other than being slightly wrinkled around the crotch where it had been bunched between her legs there was no evidence of her accident. The black color concealed any stains and she held it up to her face and it didn’t even smell strongly of pee. She figured people might have questions if she showed up in a different outfit so she decided her safest bet was just to put it back on and head back to school. As she left the room she caught a glimpse of the panties lying out on her bed that she had resolved to wet when she got home. Did she still want to go through with her plan after her eventful morning? She leaned in to look closer at them and noticed that other than a slight discoloration in the crotch there was no evidence of her accident that morning. She realized that she desperately wanted to stand in front of the mirror and watch herself completely ruin them. She imagined herself coming home and slipping them on and waiting until her bladder became painfully full again and then then stepping into the bathtub and... yeah she was definitely still going to do that. She filled up her water bottle and got in her car and headed back to school her adrenaline once again rushing at the thought of her afternoon plans.
  2. Mira felt herself rousing from sleep as her alarm blared next to her. She managed to open her eyes and turn it off and immediately felt a strong sensation in her bladder. She remembered her coffee-fueled cram session she’d had the previous night for her test she had today and realized even the little sleep she had gotten had been enough time for her bladder to fill to the brim. She felt like she had a rock sitting in her abdomen as she sat up and looked on the floor for her slippers. That’s weird, she thought, they’re always right here by my bed. She felt a tremendous wave of pressure as she stood up prompting her to hold herself and desperately squirm as she quickly scanned her room for her slippers. She danced in place and groaned in frustration as they were nowhere to be found. She hated the feeling of the cold bathroom and kitchen tile on her feet so she liked to put them on every morning. She gritted her teeth and clamped her hand down on her crotch as she bent down to check under the bed but she immediately felt a sharp stab of pain in her abdomen as she did so and felt a small spurt dampen her panties. Forget it, she thought, her desperate need to relieve herself becoming too pressing to put off another second. She hurriedly made her way down the hall and to the bathroom but her dad was in there rummaging through the cabinet under the sink. “Hey kiddo don’t mind me just looking for some cleaning supplies I’ll be out of your way in a second” he said without looking up. She clenched her fists at her sides and managed to respond “it’s ok” through a pained smile but with the toilet literally in her line of sight her bladder screamed for release. She tried to stand still and appear calm but she was struggling to keep control. She felt another spurt slip through her urethra forcing her to discreetly cross her legs as she continued to wait for what felt like an eternity. Finally her dad grabbed the supplies he needed and made his way out of the bathroom casually saying “all yours” as he passed her completely unaware of her predicament. The second he stepped out and into the hall she darted in behind him and slammed the door. She danced from foot to foot as she fumbled with the door lock feeling herself leak again as she finally got it in place and immediately jammed her hand into her crotch to stem the flow and once she finally regained control she rushed to the toilet and briefly stood squirming in front of it not wanting to release her iron grip on her crotch. She took a deep breath and removed her hands but the floodgates opened just as she began to pull her shorts and underwear down her legs. Her forceful stream flowed into her panties as she pulled them down and then briefly onto the floor as she lowered herself to sit and then finally into the toilet as she felt her bare skin hit the cold seat. She moaned in relief and let her head fall forward into her hands as a gushing torrent of pee hissed out of her and splashed loudly into the toilet. She noticed a small puddle on the tile floor in front of the toilet and she glanced at her panties and shorts that lay around her ankles noticing a prominent wet spot around the crotch area. Her gaze shifted to the bathtub across from her and remembered having a similar feeling as she had stood in there and wet herself just a few days earlier. It had been absolutely exhilarating and she secretly wanted to try to do it again. She suddenly had an incredibly mischievous idea. Tonight was game night for soccer so she’d come home right after school to an empty house and head back to the school after an early dinner for her game. If she held it all day at school she could come back home desperate and have plenty of time to have another... accident. Her heart began to race again at that thought and she glanced back down at her dampened panties as she enjoyed the last few moments of her eventful morning pee. She finished and stood up and stepped out of her soiled clothes taking a second to admire the evidence in what was the scene of a very obvious crime. She wiped up her puddle on the floor as well as the front of the toilet seat. She felt a strange excitement cleaning up the evidence that she had lost control of her bladder yet again. She realized that she was going to have to change into dry shorts before she could head down to breakfast. She grabbed her shorts and panties off the floor and gingerly slid them back on. She felt the cold wetness of her underwear press into her nether regions as she pulled them up. She stood in front of mirror and reached down to place her hand over the baseball-sized wet patch on her crotch. She felt a familiar pleasurable tingling sensation as she admired herself in the mirror and decided that these would be the clothes she’d wet when she got home. She poked her head out of the bathroom to make sure the coast was clear and tiptoed back to her room to change. She laid a plastic bag on her bed and took off her shorts and panties again and laid them on the plastic bag. I’ll be back for you later she thought to herself as she stepped into a dry pair of shorts and headed down to breakfast.
  3. “Hey Mira good to see you” he greeted her with a smile. Despite her circumstances, she managed a smile as well. “Hey good to see you too,” she responded. They set off down the path starting a conversation about their favorite movies and restaurants in town. She was once again immensely enjoying their time together and was able to distract herself from her urgent need for awhile but soon her bladder’s signals were too strong to ignore. Her bladder felt like a rock in her abdomen and desperation was starting to come in strong waves. She squeezed her sphincter manage to hold them back but she was beginning to grow nervous. She had things under control for the moment but she knew based on how quickly her need had increased that she would absolutely be in a much more dire situation soon. She considered just telling Tyler that she already needed a bathroom stop but she hated people knowing that she had to use bathroom, especially someone she was trying to impress. Once again thinking on her feet, Mira remembered she had an empty water bottle in her bag and if they passed by a restroom she could say she forgot to fill it up before she left and run into the restroom to do so. She’d been coming to this park since she was a small child and knew it like the back of her hand. She knew they were already nearing the other side of the park where there was another set of restrooms. She guesses they would arrive there in about 10 minutes and she was certain she could hold on until then. Satisfied with her plan, she returned to immerse herself in their conversation. Tyler reached out and offered to hold her hand and they both blushed slightly as their fingers interlaced. They smiled and looked into each other’s eyes for a brief second. Gosh Mira hoped that they would finally be able to share their first kiss today. Tyler pointed to a small side trail and asked if she wanted to wander off the beaten path. She immediately said yes her very preoccupied mind thinking that getting off the busy main path would afford then a bit more privacy. Her bladder immediately made a strong protest as she felt a strong spasm causing her to briefly walk with her thighs pinched together to hold it in. Shoot, her need to pee was truly becoming desperate now and was still quickly increasing as the coffee and water from the morning were running through her. She felt a gentle tingling sensation in her nether regions and could feel her swollen bladder pushing against the waistband of her shorts. She was now having to focus more of her attention on holding as the trail now sloped downhill each step feeling like she was getting punched directly in the gut. It’s OK, she thought, she knew these trails like the back of her hand and despite taking a different path she was certain that in a few short minutes they’d emerge near the restrooms and she’d be able to go in and relieve herself. Beads of sweat began to form on her forehead as it required more and more effort to keep her panties dry. Tyler’s heart was racing in his chest. He’d secretly had a huge crush on Mira for the longest time and had always dreamed of a day like this happening. He couldn’t help but stare when her gorgeous smile broke across her face or when the wind picked up her hair. If he was being honest her body also looked amazing in those shorts and that tank top. However, he noticed her getting quieter and it seemed like maybe their conversation had run its course so he gathered up his courage and decided that now was the time to make his move and finally get to kiss the girl of his dreams. He stopped on a bridge with a scenic view over the river and gently put his arm around Mira. Mira was fighting with every ounce of her strength not to betray her desperate need to relieve herself. She bit down on her lower lip as her bladder released a strong wave of pressure. Closing her eyes for a brief second she was able to clamp down on her sphincter muscles and the wave soon passed. She knew she wouldn’t make it through many more without leaking but she could see the turn up ahead that she was certain would lead to the bathroom and she felt confident she could make it. Suddenly Tyler stopped as they crossed over a bridge and she felt her heart skip a beat. She felt his arm gently wrap around her as they took in the view together. The flowing river below them was absolute torture for Mira’s bladder. She tightly clamped her thighs together as Tyler pointed up toward a tree where he spotted a colorful bird and Mira took the much-needed opportunity to reach down and briefly hold herself as she agreed that it looked amazing. However Tyler’s attention soon turned back toward her and she had to tear it away, once again depending completely on her holding muscles that were weakening by the second. She knew that her light blue shorts wouldn’t hide any leaks and she knew time was running out if she wanted to keep them dry. Another wave hit and she couldn’t help but jiggle her legs trying desperately to hold back the flood. Tyler noticed her fidgety movements and figured she must be as nervous as he is. He turned to her and said “I never realized how scenic this park is thanks so much for showing me all the beautiful spots.” “Thanks,” she responded, “I’ve had a really good time with you today.” She looked up a him and smiled and their eyes locked. Mira was torn. This was exactly the moment she had hoped for, except she really didn’t want their first kiss to happen when she was in the verge of wetting herself. She had no idea what to do as they began to lean in towards each other, but suddenly her bladder decided for her. She was hit by an intense wave of desperation and felt herself nearly lose control. Her abdomen was throbbing in pain the ocean of liquid contained within it begging for release. She was forced to suddenly step back and cross her legs to avoid leaking and quickly had to find a way to play it off. “Sorry I know this is bad timing but my, um, mouth is just really dry could we just grab some water and come right back, there’s a restroom around the corner up there.” She stood with an expectant smile now squirming uncontrollably, her legs jogging in place as she awaited Tyler‘s answer. However in his trancelike stare Mira’s words had gone right in one ear and out the other. He suddenly snapped out of it asking “wait sorry what did you say?” Mira couldn’t prevent a pained expression from breaking across her face for a brief second until she once again managed a smile even as a wave forced her to cross her legs and grasp the wall of the bridge next to her so tightly that her knuckles turned white. It took every ounce of her willpower not to hold herself as she asked Tyler with obvious desperation in her voice despite her efforts to remain calm “I’m feeling thirsty is it ok if we go around the corner and get some water?” Tyler was disappointed that they were once again so close to kissing but he too was feeling thirsty so he agreed began to nod his head but before he could even finish saying “sure” Mira grabbed his hand and began to guide him off the bridge. They set off toward the turn in the trail and each step was agony for Mira, her overtaxed sphincter muscles threatening to give way every time her foot hit the ground. She knew relief was near, she could already envision herself making it in to the restroom and sprinting to the toilet, praying she would be able to get her shorts and underwear out of the way before she opened the floodgates. She imagined the pure relief she would feel as a torrent of pee gushed from her urethra splashing loudly into the toilet. She imagined returning to the bridge feeling the relief of an empty bladder, Tyler flashing his smile at her and asking “Where were we?” They’d one again lock eyes and lean in until their lips gently touched... These thoughts were interrupted by a strong spasm from Mira’s bladder just steps before their turn towards the restroom. She immediately stopped and jammed her legs together and gasped as she felt a stabbing pain in her bladder. She once again had to think fast to play it off pointing into the woods and saying she thought she saw an animal moving. As Tyler looked away to where she pointed she once again grabbed her crotch providing her slight relief from her desperation allowing her to hold it until the wave passed. That had been close, Mira thought. She was so close, she couldn’t lose control now! Apologizing for the false alarm they once again set off. As they approached the corner, Mira mentally prepared herself to see the restroom in the distance knowing that seeing relief was so close would cause her need to increase even further. Now walking with her thighs constantly pressed tightly together, Mira turned the corner looking expectantly for the small brick edifice that could finally offer her relief. But all she saw was another trail extending into the distance. In her distracted state, Mira had taken a wrong turn somewhere and she was now completely lost. She couldn’t believe she had gotten lost on these trails she’d known for years. “Shoot“, she said, “we’re not exactly where I thought we were.” She took a deep breath trying to remember what direction they had to go. Another wave of desperation hit her and she crossed her legs and curtsied somehow managing to keep her pantries dry. Tyler noticed her worried expression and awkward fidgeting and figured she must be nervous about being lost. He tried to reassure her, saying “it’s ok the park isn’t that big we’ll find our way.” She figured her best chance was to walk down the trail hoping she encountered something familiar. She set off uncertain that she could make it even if she could figure out where she was. To make matters worse she was having to walk slowly and gingerly with her thighs tight together to avoid an accident. Even the slight perturbation of her bladder with each painful step was threatening to cause her to lose control. She felt another painful spasm in her bladder triggering a wave of painful desperation as she came to a fork in the trail forcing her to stop and cross her legs. However, it wasn’t enough as she felt her control slipping. “Hey is there anything down that way?” she asked Tyler pointing down the trail he was closer too and immediately turned to look the other way and jammed her hand into her crotch praying he wouldn’t turn back around quickly. It required every ounce of her strength to keep her panties dry as her bladder threatened to break through her iron grip. The wave mercilessly subsided as Tyler reported that there was nothing to be found so they off in Mira’s direction her panic rising as her bladder felt like a time bomb seconds from exploding in her abdomen. They set off an she looked around desperately for anything she could recognize but it was of no use. In her desperate state, everything looked completely foreign to her. Her bladder was at its limit and no relief was in sight. She was able to walk down the trail for another 10 meters or so before she had to stop and cross her legs trying to hold off another wave of desperation, claiming she was trying to look around for something familiar. The wave kept coming as she fought against her bladder with every muscle in her body. She felt sweat dripping down her face as her bladder screamed for release. She tried to take a few more labored steps but she again had to stop and clamp her legs together and as the pressure was too great. She felt her bladder spasm and immediately jammed her hand into her crotch. Her knuckles were white as she strained to hold back the inevitable flood. Tyler looked at her concerned and asked if everything was OK. She nodded and responded with a pained and unconvincing “yes” and tried to gather her strength and take another step but immediately she felt a warm spurt escape and dampen her panties. She could feel her holding muscles weakening as she bent over forward and felt another longer spurt escape. She pressed her hands into her crotch with all her strength but she felt two more spurts escape and the hot pee begin to slip through her fingers. She refused to admit defeat even as the spurts turned into a slow leak. She held her hands in front of her trying to shield her crotch from Tyler’s view until she knew It was futile and she gingerly removed her hands revealing a large and rapidly growing wet spot as she finally gave in to her bladder. For a few moments she felt nothing but pure relief as the floodgates opened and pee gushed into her panties and shorts. She could hear an audible hiss as her forceful stream flowed into her denim shorts and she could feel a warming sensation spread out from her crotch as hot, clear pee streamed down her tan legs. Completely forgetting her surroundings she closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure as her muscles finally relaxed. She eventually spread her legs and her pee flowed directly through her shorts onto the grass below her. It was ecstasy beyond anything she had experienced as she felt the warm wet sensation of her panties against her nether regions. Pleasure coursed through her exhausted body until finally she opened her eyes to see Tyler staring at her crotch in shock. She buried her face in her hands in shame as pee continued to flow into her shorts for nearly a whole minute. Tyler’s mind was racing a million miles an hour as he watched Mira lose another battle against her bladder. He hated to see her suffer the pain and embarrassment but he’d honestly never been able to stop thinking about her last accident and it was a guilty fantasy come true that he was witnessing another one. Along with his feelings of sympathy he felt an undeniable sense of excitement watching the girl of his dreams helplessly wet herself. Everything below her waist was completely soaked as her bladder finally emptied the last of its contents. The feeling of an empty bladder was indescribable after enduring so much pain trying to hold it in. But she felt tears welling up in her eyes as Tyler looked at her concerned completely at a loss for words. “I’m so sorry,” she said, “I just... I drank too much coffee and... I couldn’t hold it.” Tyler was completely taken aback but tried to gather himself and comfort her. “It’s ok, can I help you, um find a bathroom or something?” She suddenly broke into a nervous laugh, “well it’s a little too late for that unfortunately.” They both chuckled and stood in awkward silence before Mira spoke again “I’m so sorry I was really having a great time and I promise this isn’t a normal thing for me...” Tyler knew that he shouldn’t be enjoying Mira’s humiliation but he couldn’t tear his eyes from her soaked crotch and legs. Still totally flustered he knew he shouldn’t admit that he liked it but found himself wanting to comfort Mira. But all his distracted brain could come up with was “I mean... clearly you were holding in a lot.” He immediately felt that he was betraying his fascination and averted his gaze and apologized. “Sorry I’m... just surprised are you OK?” Mira gingerly stepped out of the puddle she’d created and said “Yeah I’m fine I just can’t believe this happened again. I should probably go home and clean up unfortunately.” Tyler was disappointed their time together was over and they once again were kept from having their first kiss but he figured this was probably a nightmare for her and thought the least he could was try to be nice about it. He offered a smile and said “Sure I’ll walk you back to your car.” He tried to take Mira’s hand but she said “I... probably wouldn’t do that” holding hers up showing them completely drenched in pee. Tyler responded with a smile that that was fair enough and they set off together to find their way back to the parking lot. Mira soon found her way and they walked together in silence. They still had a fairly long walk to get back across the park. Mira couldn’t help but notice Tyler continuing to sneak glances down at her pee-stained shorts. He looked like he wanted to ask what happened and she figured she should try to explain herself. “I, um, tried to go before you got here but I went in the bathroom there was literally an animal in there and I freaked out and I thought we could stop on the other side of the park I should have told you I just felt weird about it.” Tyler couldn’t resist showing his amusement at the thought of a wild creature scaring Mira away from a much-needed restroom break and tried to make some light of the situation. “Not your day, huh?” Mira also began to laugh as she realized the absurdity of the situation. “No it really hasn’t been.” She went on to explain about the broken pipe at the coffee shop and feeling emboldened by Tyler’s friendly response to her openness she even explained how she tried to run into the woods before he arrived. She giggled as Tyler began to blush furiously. Their conversation eventually picked up where it has left off and they walked down the trail together talking and laughing so much so that Mira nearly forgot about what had just happened. They both couldn’t believe how easy it was to talk to each other and the natural chemistry they seemed to have. They ended up taking a longer route as Mira took a wrong turn distracted by their conversation. She realized soon after but just went with it as she was enjoying their time. However, much to her surprise after some time she once again began to feel signals from her bladder as they walked. She couldn’t believe how quickly her weakened bladder was already demanding her attention again. However they soon made it back to the parking lot and she bid Tyler goodbye. “Thanks for being nice about all this,” she said, “I had a great time despite, you know, and I can’t wait for homecoming next weekend.” Tyler smiled back at her, “I can’t wait either thanks so much.” He stepped toward her and gently kissed her on the cheek. Their hearts both raced as they said goodbye and headed off to their cars. As they began to walk away Tyler snuck a glance back at Mira and couldn’t help but admire the massive wet spot that spread across the seat of her shorts. Mira immediately felt her bladder warn her that it was filling again as she walked toward her car and she glanced at the restrooms wondering if she should stop but she was terrified she would once again encounter some ugly creature. She felt another wave as she opened her door and she stood and jiggled her legs shocked st how badly she had to go again and wondering if she should empty her bladder before she set off. She shook her head got in her car figuring she could manage the 20 minute drive across town and through her neighborhood. 5 minutes in and she wished she was regretting her decision. She was already squirming in her seat her holding muscles completely exhausted from the day’s events. Clearly some of her morning’s coffee and water was still running through her. She shifted uncomfortably begging the car in front of her to move faster. Another 5 minutes and she was starting to seriously doubt her ability to make it back. A wave of desperation caused her to place her hand on her crotch and she nervously bit her lip unable to believe she was in this situation yet again. 5 minutes later and Mira was completely desperate she bounced up and down in her seat her hand jammed between her legs. She finally stopped and a stoplight and she unbuttoned her shorts plunging her hand directly into her underwear trying to hold back the flow. She spotted a gas station and instinctively drove into the parking lot feeling like she couldn’t hold it the last 5 minutes until she made it back to her house. But as she reached down to unbuckle her seatbelt she looked down at her unbuttoned pee-stained shorts and realized she couldn’t go in there looking like this! She quickly peeled out of the parking lot trying desperately to hold on until she made it back. As she rejoined the road she realized she hadn’t rebuckled her seatbelt and she began to fasten it until she felt it press on her bladder and realized that definitely wasn’t going to happen. She let go of the seatbelt and immediately plunged her hand back into her shorts to try to hold on. Her bladder was sending painful waves through her abdomen threatening to break through her weakened floodgates. Praying nobody in neighboring cars could see her she grimaced in pain as she pressed against her urethra begging her bladder to hold on for just a few more short minutes. Her completely weakened sphincter was about to betray her again. It hadn’t even been an hour since her accident and she was already on the verge of another one. She pulled into her driveway squirming madly with her hand dug into her crotch. She realized that she had to button her shorts before she could run in and she felt absolute agony as she fastened the button over her bursting bladder and gathered her strength to try to stand. She managed to get out of her car leaving all her things behind and hurried into her house, feeling a small spurt release as she pulled out her key and unlocked the door. She dashed into her house with her hand between her legs and made it to her bathroom feeling herself start to leak as she slammed the door behind her. Her bladder gave in as she took her first step away from the door. She knew she couldn’t make it to the toilet in time and secretly she didn’t want to. She stepped into the bathtub as the first drops of pee were running down her legs and finally... relief. She moaned in ecstasy as she once again felt herself emptying her bladder into her shorts. She looked at herself in the mirror as she felt a wet warmth spreading in her crotch. She watched a glistening wet spot spread across her shorts and once again felt her hot pee flowing down her legs. She closed her eyes and relaxed every muscle in her body that let herself enjoy the feeling of pee flowing freely out of her urethra and into her soiled panties and shorts. Her bladder was empty much more quickly this time and as she looked at herself in her wet clothes in the mirror she began to feel tremendously aroused. Shame in her newfound desire forgotten she peeled off her shorts and now stood in her wet panties and a tank top. She felt her heart race as she looked at the soaked crotch of her underwear and the puddle beneath her. She reached down and felt the moisture between her legs and immediately a wave of pleasure like she had never experienced came over her body. She was still completely mystified by these feelings but now she was also completely hooked on them.
  4. Accidental, realistic, clothed. A couple of favorites are definitely waking up/coming home desperate but being kept out of the bathroom by a roommate or a shy girl unwilling to admit her need for whatever reason (in a meeting, on a date, in the window seat on a bus/plane) eventually causing her to become so desperate she wets herself.
  5. It had been a couple of weeks since Mira’s incident following her ice cream date with Tyler. However, everything was well and she was getting ready to see him again. Last week, they had gone out for burgers together and absolutely hit it off staying and talking for a couple of hours after their meal had finished. He had driven her back to her house and they were sitting together in her driveway and she was certain they were about to kiss when suddenly her parents arrived home from their dinner party and they jumped apart and unfortunately had to say a rushed goodbye. However, today they planned to meet to go for a walk through a local park together and she hoped that maybe things would go differently. She was planning to meet her friend Angie for coffee and then head to meet Tyler at the park. As it was a fairly hot day she selected some denim shorts and a tank top for her outing which she pulled on a simple black bra and some lavender cotton panties and set off for the coffee shop. She arrived and met Angie and ordered a large coffee. She hadn’t slept much last night in anticipation of her date and wanted to make sure she had plenty of energy. Plus she really enjoyed the taste. As they sipped on their beverages, Angie incessantly inquired about all the details of their first two dates. Mira filled her in on everything, well everything except how their first outing had ended with her completely wetting herself in front of him. She had tried to forget about and move on from her humiliating accident the last couple of weeks but she just couldn’t take her mind off of it. As expected she felt considerable embarrassment but she kept feeling strangely excited by the incident remembering the feeling of hot pee pouring down her legs as her bladder finally got the best of her. She found herself craving the sensation of an overfilled bladder and the pure ecstasy of the feeling when she finally lost control. However, she also felt ashamed of these strange desires and therefore couldn’t bring herself to indulge in them. Mira began more quickly guzzling down her coffee as it cooled and before she knew it it was gone. Still feeling slightly thirsty she got up to fetch herself a glass of ice water. On the way, she noticed an employee putting up an “out of order” sign on the bathroom door. The employee told her one of the pipes had broken and it would probably be down for awhile. Shoot, she thought, she wasn’t feeling a need to go yet but she probably would soon after all that coffee. However, she then remembered that there were bathrooms right at the entrance to the park that she could use, she’d just leave a few minutes early so she could use them before Tyler arrived. She took her water and went back to join Angie. Distracted by conversation, Mira drank two glasses of water as they talked for another 45 minutes or so. As they talked, she could feel her bladder quickly filling but was able ignore her growing urge for awhile, eventually crossing her legs as her bladder began to send stronger signals. By the time she said goodbye to Angie and headed out toward her car, her need for the bathroom had become impossible to ignore, an uncomfortable pressure strongly nagging in her lower abdomen warning her that this was now getting well beyond the point she usually waited to relieve herself even if she was busy. It took about 15 minutes to drive across town to the park and she was amazed at how fast her bladder was filling. She began to tap her finger impatiently on the steering wheel and jiggle her leg as she drove, her need growing by the minute. She had to squirm in her seat to hold it in as she pulled in to the parking lot. She quickly made her way into the bathroom anxious to empty the copious amount of liquids she’d consumed over the course of the morning from her rapidly filling bladder. However, just as she came through the entrance she was greeted by a raccoon rummaging through trash on the floor! She shrieked and sprinted out of the bathroom all the way back to her car where she tried to catch her breath. She eventually managed to gather herself and check her watch. Just 5 minutes until Tyler was going to arrive and she still desperately needed to relieve herself! She felt a more powerful twinge in her bladder prompting her to cross her legs as an expression of worry came over her face. She looked around and saw her only option looked to be to head into the woods. She’d only had to pop a squat to relieve herself a couple of times in her life before but desperate times called for desperate measures. She hurried into the woods trying to go in far enough that she couldn’t be seen. She quickly unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down to her knees along with her underwear. She lowered herself to the ground trying desperately to hold her shorts out of the way of her impending stream. She had just begun to relax and feel the first drops of pee escape from her urethra when suddenly she saw a man walking his dog come around the corner. She immediately panicked and quickly pulled her shorts back up, hurrying back out of the woods drawing a strange look from the man as she emerged. Her mind now on overdrive she went back to her car trying to consider her options. Tyler could be pulling in any second! Thinking fast, she grabbed the bag she’d packed for the walk and emptied the water bottle out onto the ground. The splashing prompted a spasm in her bladder as her need seemed to have increased exponentially after being so close to relief. She ducked back into her car hoping no one could see her as she once again undid her shorts and pulled them down to her knees along with her panties as she awkwardly crouched over the driver’s seat. She brought the water bottle between her legs and she as just beginning to relax, preparing to release a gushing torrent of pee into the empty bottle when suddenly her prospects of relief were once again foiled as she saw Tyler’s car pulling in to the parking lot. She once again panicked prompting her to release a short spurt of pee onto her car seat as she attempted to set her water bottle down and pull up her shorts. However, she managed to get herself back in order and she quickly gathered her bag and went to meet Tyler.
  6. Hello everyone, Long story but this is my first fiction, it is a slightly edited version of a story I posted before on a different account. Any feedback is welcome especially whether you’d like to see more from these characters. Mira sat at the table distractedly eating a sandwich. She wasn’t feeling particularly hungry but knew she needed to eat something before her soccer game against her team’s crosstown rival. She was the team’s star goalie and though it was still early in the season this was a game her team definitely wanted to win. She gulped down the last of her large glass of water and went to refill it reminding herself that she had to stay hydrated for the big game. As she finished up her sandwich her dad came down the stairs and asked if she wanted him to drop her off at the school on his way out of town. “Thanks,” she said, “but I’ll just ride my bike it’s not too far and it’s a really nice day.” Her dad wished her good luck at her game and reminded her not to burn down the house that night and that the extra key was under the rock in the backyard. Mira assured him she could take care of herself, reminding him that she’d be off to college next year. After he left, Mira finished the last few bites of her sandwich and poured herself one more glass of water, the memory of having to come out of last week’s game due to dehydration still fresh in her mind. Then again, she thought, she wouldn’t want to drink too much and have her admittedly small bladder cause her issues during the game. She decided the latter was the lesser of two evils, especially considering there were multiple porta-potties right by the field she could use if necessary. She downed the final glass of water and quickly packed up her bag to bring with her to the game. She grabbed a Gatorade from the fridge and went to fill up her large water bottle. The water running into the bottle made her realize the water she’d drank had already reached her bladder and she gently shifted her weight back and forth as the bottle finished filling. The twinge in her bladder brought back memories of her incident freshman year. She vividly recalled becoming desperate to pee on the long bus ride back after they’d lost the championship game. She had been too shy to ask to stop, fearing the ridicule that would come from the upperclassmen. She remembered desperately trying to hang on, her legs crossed and her hands dug into her crotch, barely managing to hold it until they got back to the school late that night. She made beeline for the school, desperately hoping to make it to the bathroom in time. She would have made it too... had the janitor remembered to unlock the locker room for them. She remembered pulling madly on the locked door with tears welling up in her eyes as she felt a warm wet feeling spreading between her legs. Three years later, the humiliation of her teammates coming to find her standing in a puddle of her own pee was still burned into her mind. However, she also felt a tingling sense of excitement she couldn’t quite explain as she recalled her intense feelings of desperation and then finally losing control. Her heart started to race slightly as she thought about how she sometimes enjoyed the feeling of a full bladder and remembered the extreme relief and pleasure she had felt before the humiliation had set in on that fateful evening. Just as these thoughts were striking her she realized her water bottle was overflowing into he sink and she snapped back to reality. She packed and zipped up her bag, ducked in the bathroom to relieve herself and then hopped on her bike and headed to the game. Mira only lived a few blocks from the school and always enjoyed the short bike ride. She was a responsible and conscientious high school senior, consistently making the honor roll and excelling in various sports and extracurriculars. Mira was about 5’7” with straight, medium length brown hair and an athletic, slender build. She had perky b-cup breasts and long, tan, toned legs that caught the attention of more than a few guys at her school. However, despite a few attempts, she never seemed to have much luck with dating. Despite this, her thoughts kept wandering to a particular guy she hoped would ask her to homecoming this year. She sang with Tyler in choir and they always seemed to be in the same classes but had never really talked until the past summer when they went on a biology class trip together. He was tall and lanky and a little on the awkward side but had a charming sense of humor and a singing voice that she had to admit made her melt a little. Before she knew it, she arrived at the school and made her way on to the field to begin warming up for the game. Mira became completely focused on the game as she warmed up, going through drills with the backup goalie and reviewing information about their opponent. About 15 minutes before the game was set to start, their coach called them into a huddle. He offered them words of encouragement and reminded them that citywide bragging rights were on the line. He also delivered some unfortunate news that some students had gotten a bit rowdy the previous night and tipped over the porta-potties near the field so if they needed to use the restroom before the game they’d have to make the trek to the school. A few girls elected to go but Mira didn’t feel any need to go and saw them working to repair the porta-potties figuring they would be ready by halftime and she’d have no problem waiting until then. As the game approached and the sun started to beat down on them the coach reminded everyone to continue to stay hydrated. Distracted by nerves, Mira drank about a third of her large water bottle and half of her Gatorade before the game started. Just as it was about to start she looked up to the stands and noticed Tyler was there. The game began and roughly the first quarter of it passed fairly uneventfully with neither team scoring and Mira easily deflecting the few shots that came her way. At one point the ball was on the opposite side of the field for several minutes and she used the opportunity to drink from the water bottle she had stowed near the goal. Not really paying attention to how much she was drinking and feeling the heat of the sun, she drank almost all the water remaining and her backup goalie provided her with a freshly refilled one. With about 20 minutes to go until halftime she felt a sharp pang in her lower abdomen. She would definitely have to visit the bathroom during the break. However, her team soon scored taking a 1-0 lead, distracting her from the growing pressure. A couple minutes later, an opponent broke through the defense and took a hard shot at the goal. Mira dove toward it and was able to deflect it away drawing applause from the crowd. The rest of the half was nonstop action as she had to block several more shots as the defense was wearing out. However, they managed to make it to halftime without giving up any more goals and entered the break with a 1-0 lead. As Mira jogged to the team bench, she felt a large volume of liquid sloshing about in her bladder and knew she definitely needed a trip to the toilet. She gently jiggled her legs as the coach implored the defense to do a better job. “Mira won’t be able to stop everything the rest of the game” he warned them. No kidding, she thought, I won’t able to stop myself from peeing all over if don’t get a bathroom break soon. She remembered seeing them pulling the porta-potties upright near the end of the half and briefly looked over to make sure there wouldn’t be too long of a line. Much to her to her dismay she saw the porta-potties being loaded onto a truck and being driven away! She panicked, looking at the time and realizing she only had about 5 minutes until the game resumed. “Hey coach, are they going to have the bathrooms fixed before the second half starts?” She asked, a hint of desperation in her voice. He said he wasn’t sure but probably not, but given the circumstances he was sure they’d be willing to wait to start the second half if she had to run into the school. She felt a sense of panic rising in her imagining how embarrassing it would be having her opponents watching her run to and from the bathroom. She didn’t want to show that kind of weakness, especially in such a close game. The whole crowd would also probably know what was happening... including Tyler. “I’ll be fine, just some nerves.” She said with a phony sense of confidence. Her need had reached almost a 7 and she knew holding it the rest of the game would be pushing her limit. “Mira you’ve got nothing to worry about you’re playing a great game just keep it up in the second half” her coach reassured her. As the game resumed, she made her way into the field, reassuring herself that as long as she didn’t drink too much more water she’d be able to make it. As the game resumed she didn’t see too much action as the defense had taken their coach’s words to heart and only let a few weak shots come Mira’s way. She soon even received some more help from her offense as one of her teammates was able to boot one past the outstretched arms of the opponent’s goalie. 2-0 lead! However, along with her celebration came a strong signal from her bladder that the pressure was growing. “Come on Mira” she thought to herself. “You’re an adult now you can hold it.” But she was finding it difficult to stand still, hoping the crowd would view her fidgety movements as an attempt to stay warmed up. She looked at the clock, disheartened to find that only about a third of the second half had elapsed. She decided the best way to distract herself would be to focus intensely on the game, which soon became necessary as the other team’s star forward started becoming very aggressive. Mira was able to block several of her shots but could feel the pressure building both in the game and in her abdomen. After passing it over her head to a teammate down the field she felt a sharp stab of pain from her bladder and she drew in a sharp breath, instinctively clamping her legs together to try to prevent herself from leaking. That was a close call but in the heat of the competition it seemed her predicament had gone unnoticed. She again looked up at the scoreboard, happy to find that the intense sequence of events had caused the time to pass quickly, with now only 1/3 of the second half remaining. She certainly felt a strong urge to relive herself but felt that as long as she didn’t attempt any more overhead passes she’d be able to make it. Her attention snapped back to the game as she once again saw the other team’s forward sprinting down the field with the ball. But this time the defender stumbled and fell to the ground, giving her a clear path toward Mira. Crap, thought Mira, she’s got a wide open shot. The forward seemed to be focusing toward the top right corner of the goal as she approached and Mira began to anticipate moving in that direction. Unfortunately, the forward switched feet and kicked the ball in the other direction, Mira realizing her mistake as she was unable and the ball traveled past her into the goal. The other team’s fans erupted in cheers for the first time in the game. Now it was 2-1 and they still had 12 minutes left to play. Frustrated, Mira retrieved the ball knowing the goal wasn’t entirely her fault but wishing she could have stopped it. Her coaches and teammates shouted encouragement from the sidelines but she knew it was going to be an intense game the rest of the way. To make matters worse, her need had reached almost an 8 and the elastic of her shorts was pushing painfully against her overfilled bladder. She was very much looking forward to the relief that was on the way if they could just hold off this other team for a few more minutes. She imagined lowering herself onto the toilet her eyes closed in relief as she was finally able to empty her aching bladder. She could already hear the strong stream of her pent-up pee hissing out of her and splashing loudly into the toilet bowl. She hadn’t had to pee this badly in ages. Ok, she’d had a few close calls from barely making it to a rest stop bathroom after drinking too much iced coffee during a family road trip to barely making it through that choir concert after drinking way too much water to try to avoid coughing during her solo. Then there was the time her most recent date had thought it would be romantic to catch a movie and then walk through the park back to his house. She ate way too much popcorn during the movie bringing on a different kind of desperation. She wondered what part of her sweatily clutching her stomach awkwardly speed-shuffling into a sketchy park bathroom just in time hadn’t impressed him enough to want a second date. Her attention snapped back to the game as she saw her teammate take a shot at the goal. It looked good but bounced off the post, tough luck. As the seven minute park passed Mira felt a wave of desperation and tensed her body, trying to hold it in without betraying to anyone that she was on the verge of wetting her shorts. A few members of the crowd including Tyler had noticed her fidgeting but figured she was nervous about this nail-biter of a game. The next few minutes the ball never made it to Mira’s side of the field meaning there was nothing to distract her from trying to hold her sphincter shut. In reality, she was still around an 8 but the inability to hold herself was causing her need to increase in intensity exponentially. As she was attempting to discreetly squeeze her thighs together to lessen the pressure the other team was suddenly making a break down the field toward her. She saw their star forward receive a pass and begin advancing toward her. This was it, 2 minutes to play if they could get a stop they would win. The other team worked the ball around looking for a clear shot at the goal. With about 30 seconds left to play their forward once again sliced through the defense and took aim at the corner of the goal. But this time Mira has anticipated her shot correctly and was able to dive for it and deflect it with outstretched arms. Her crowd erupted in cheers in response to the game-winning save. The game finally ended and with it came enthusiastic applause from the crowd. As the coach called them to a huddle to debrief. Mira intentionally chose a spot near the back of the huddle where she was finally able to use her hand to discreetly hold herself. Her hand clutching her crotch provided some much-needed relief but unfortunately caught the attention of her friend who acknowledged it with a wink. Mercifully, her coach soon wrapped up by congratulating them on a good game and giving them the rest of the weekend off. After they broke up the huddle Mira hustled to grab her bag and make a beeline off the field and to the school to the sweet relief of a toilet. However, her friend managed to catch up to her on her way off the field. “Hey play it cool Tyler might be watching you” she teased. Gosh Angie could always see right through her as they had been best friends since childhood. She’d developed a little bit more of a wild side than Mira but they’d still stayed good friends all through high school. “Please Angie stop I have to pee so bad.” “Ok, ok I’m just saying we’ve got the day off tomorrow and your parents are out of town you could totally invite him over tonight and...” Mira turned red in the face and cut her off right there stammering out something about having homework to do as they exited the field. However, there was going to be one more obstacle on her path to the bathroom as Tyler was waiting outside with a sign and flowers to ask her to homecoming! As she approached the crowd of her friends turning even redder in the face she managed to get her heart back into rhythm and respond with a “yes, of course!” They put their arms around each other as their friends took pictures but a wave of desperation soon struck her and she had to wriggle to body to hold it in which she played off as just as a way to get out of his grip to tell him something... “um... thank you I can’t wait!” She managed to get out and he responded with a smile and much to her shock asked if he could take the star goalie out for some ice cream, adding that he had brought his bike. Not wanting to disappoint her crowd she responded that of course she would love to! Her friends all shouted their encouragement as Tyler began to lead her toward the bike rack which was unfortunately in the opposite direction of the school... She hesitated but soon followed him, again feeling too shy to voice her desperate need to use the bathroom. Plus, she figured, they’d just head to the creamery 5 minutes down the street and she could perfectly innocently slip into the restroom under the guise of washing her hands up before eating. She tried to limit her fidgeting as she fumbled with the bike lock and eventually managed to get on her bike, and she was even able to get a bit of relief by pushing her crotch into the seat. She was now confident she would be able to make the short ride even though her desperation was approaching a 9 at this point. As the creamery came into view, she felt her bladder give that characteristic spasm when she knew relief was close. She at least hoped the bathroom would be unoccupied so she wouldn’t again have to wait without the benefit of holding herself which she seriously doubted was possible at this point. However, much to her dismay Tyler biked right past creamery. Crap! He was probably taking her to that ice cream truck they set up downtown on the weekends. She considered asking him to go back to creamery, maybe telling him she only had time for the short trip and she could make up something she had to do later. But before she could they were already far past it and she thought it would be too weird to ask him to turn back. They soon arrived at the truck and got in line. It definitely served some of her favorite ice cream creations and she was glad Tyler had similar taste but unfortunately there was not a bathroom in sight. Beginning to panic, she asked Tyler if he knew of any bathrooms around where she could wash some of the dirt off her hands and he pointed out the bottle of hand sanitizer sitting on the counter of the truck and said unfortunately that might be all she had to work with. “Oh that’ll be just perfect thanks” she stuttered now truly beginning to panic. She was now at a full 9 and knew she wouldn’t be able to make it to the front of the 10-person line in front of her without either holding herself or wetting herself. And her crush was standing right next to her! Ugh why hadn’t she just run quick into the school before they left. She felt a small spurt escape and dampen her panties and Tyler asked if she was ok as he noticed her tensely fidgeting. “Yeah sorry I’m just nervous I haven’t been on like a date kind of thing in awhile you know.” “So soccer balls flying at you at a hundred miles an hour is no big deal but eating ice cream that makes you nervous?” Tyler asked jokingly. He realized that may not have been the nicest thing to say so he apologized saying this was his first real date ever and he was plenty nervous too but they were in this together. Mira assured him that he was doing an excellent job but instantly felt another spurt release into her panties. She had to do something, she was about to have an accident in front of the first guy she really liked. Thinking fast, she noticed that the tables around the stand were filling up very quickly and they might not get a spot if they waited until they both got their ice cream. “Hey, um, would it be ok if I go get us a spot to sit before they’re all taken? I’ll take a single scoop of cookies and cream in a waffle cone.” “Oh yeah good call,” Tyler responded, “I can get that ordered for you and I’ll meet you there.” Having at least momentarily avoided humiliation, Mira found a table behind the stand that luckily would be able to conceal her holding herself under the table. She crossed her legs and discreetly slipped her hand between them, trying to hold off the increasingly intense waves of desperation. She could feel the moisture against her nether regions as she pushed her hands into her crotch. She desperately searched for a way to distract herself from her dire situation but couldn’t tear her mind from her desperation. Tyler soon arrived with their ice cream and sat across from her. As he settled in to the seat she took the opportunity to check her shorts for visible wet spots. None yet. By tightly crossing her legs and discreetly holding herself under the table she was able to carry on a conversation for about 15 minutes or so. Despite everything, she was actually really enjoying the time together with Tyler and really hoped she’d be able to get to know him better. However, she knew that her odds of reaching a bathroom in time decreased every minute the date continued. She needed to find a reason to leave and find a bathroom. She soon got a very unfriendly reminder from her bladder that the clock was ticking in the form of an intense spasm that nearly resulted in her leaking despite her holding. She had to find a reason to leave. “Hey, um, I forgot I was supposed to, uh, water the plants in my house after the game. I’d really love to resume this another time but unfortunately I think I have to head back home.” “Wait,” Tyler said excitedly, “did I just hear that you’re interested in a second date?” “Absolutely, I’m just sad this one has to come to an end” she responded. “Hey no worries,” said Tyler, “I’d be more than happy to bike you home.” Mira once again panicked, seriously doubting her ability to make it home without an accident but she didn’t know how to politely refuse and instead enthusiastically told him that she would love that. She was definitely at a 9.5 by now, she could feel her painfully swollen bladder aching for release, her overworked sphincter muscles reaching their limit. She realized with horror that Tyler was standing up and that she would have to do the same. All she had to do was stand up and walk a few meters to her bike which she knew might offer her just enough relief to hold on. Tyler looked at her expectantly as she gingerly unfolded her legs and attempted to exit the table and stand up. She instantly felt a warm spurt but somehow managed to stem the flow. With each hobbling step toward their bikes she felt increasingly larger spurts escape. Tyler asked if she was ok and she just mumbled that she was sore from the game. He likely would have seen through this had he taken a second look but instead he instead took their dishes and went to throw them in the trash, giving her a chance to make a desperate break for her bike. She was now leaking large spurts with each delicate step and as she reached her bike she felt a couple drops of pee running down her leg. She managed to hop on her bike and jam her crotch into the seat in attempt to stem the flow. At first, it wasn’t enough and she released a steady stream of pee onto the bike seat. She braced herself for the worst, at least hoping she could convince Tyler not to tell everyone about her impending accident once he decided definitely not to go out with a girl who wet her pants on their first date. But by some miracle she managed to stem the flow after a whole second of full-on peeing. She quickly wiped of the several drips of pee cascading down her legs and turned to face away from Tyler, concealing the softball-sized wet patch between her legs. Luckily her shorts were dark blue so he may not notice it unless he was actively looking. Tyler asked her to lead the way as he wasn’t sure how to get back to her house. She set off praying she could somehow finish this outing with her dignity intact even if her shorts were a lost cause. She fought against her bladder with every ounce of muscle in her body as she pedaled along. Tyler was unsure why she was going so fast, figuring she was anxious about the plants drying out or something. Mira felt herself begin to spurt again as she exerted herself trying to get up a small hill. She felt her crotch warming with each movement of her legs. She had to reach down with her hand to stem the flow as she reached the top, hoping Tyler didn’t notice the few drops of urine that dripped down, unable to be absorbed by her now-saturated crotch. But again she was able to do it, there was still a chance she’d make it back to relieve herself in the same bathroom she last peed in roughly 4 long hours ago. She managed to make it back to her driveway without incident but now she had to find a way to send Tyler on his way and somehow make it to the bathroom. She turned around on her bike to face him, putting one foot on the ground allowing the seat to still rest against her crotch. “Thanks...um... for the ice cream I had a really great time and I hope we can hang out again soon.” She managed a smile despite the fact she was in pure agony, now at a 10 the seat pushing against her pee hole the only thing preventing her from having an accident at that moment. Tyler dismounted his bike and made his way toward her, placing a hand on her back and gently kissing her on the cheek. “I would absolutely love that.” He said with a smile. “Congrats again on the win have a good rest of your weekend.” Mira felt her face flush red and her mouth fell open. “Thank you, um, see you Monday then?” She stuttered. “Looking forward to it” said Tyler as they briefly stood in shocked silence. She finally broke the silence saying she had better go water those plants and with horror she realized that meant getting off the bike and walking to her front door. Mira summoned her last ounces of strength a she swung her leg over the bicycle and hobbled with it toward her front door. She tried to explain away her pained gait, “ah, so sore, you know, from the game...” With the very last of her holding muscles, Mira managed to limit the damage to several forceful spurts, just small enough to be undetectable to Tyler’s concerned eye. She could still make it! However, as she propped her bike up against the stairs and made her way up towards the door she felt herself losing control. She began leaking uncontrollably as she climbed up the stairs. She could immediately tell that there would be no stopping it this time. She was peeing herself. The only chance she had was to make it inside before Tyler realized what was happening and at least make herself the only witness to her shameful accident. Streams of hot pee cascaded down her legs, completely unbeknownst to Tyler as he got on his bike to leave. She jammed her legs together, trying to prevent her pee from splashing loudly onto her front steps. Her continuous leaks had now turned into a full forceful stream as she searched desperately through her bag for her key. She suddenly realized in horror that it was all the way in the backyard, under the rock. Dismayed, she pulled at the locked door desperately willing it to open. Unfortunately this drew the attention of Tyler just as he was leaving. He shouted from his bike on the sidewalk “Hey is everything ok can you get in?” He didn’t want to leave his first ever date stranded outside her house. He couldn’t quite see her clearly though the shrubs but he soon heard a response: “No... please... I’m fine I have a, um, spare key... I just have to... please... just go...” he also heard... water splashing? Incredibly confused, he got off his bike and began to make his way to the front steps to check on her. Mira felt like she was in a nightmare. She stood helplessly peeing full force into her soccer shorts as she continued to madly look through her bag, searching for the key that she knew wasn’t there. She laid down the bag and admitted defeat, allowing the feeling of relief to wash over her. Hot pee hissed forcefully out of her soaking her panties and shorts, splashing loudly onto the ground, cascading down her legs and puddling in her shoes. Her eyes began to well up in tears as she couldn’t believe that, as a fully grown woman, she was just standing there uncontrollably soaking herself outside her own front door. She leaned against the door allowing an incredible feeling of relief to wash over her as she finally relaxed her overworked holding muscles. Tyler came around the corner to see Mira looking furiously through her bag as a large puddle formed beneath her. Wait... was she... He watched unable to believe his eyes as Mira gave in and began to release the full capacity of her bladder into her soccer shorts. Mira nervously turned around and her worst fears were confirmed. Tyler was standing there with his mouth wide open in shock staring at her as she peed full force for what felt like an eternity. When her stream finally died down after what felt like and eternity, Tyler broke the silence first: “Are... are you ok I’m so sorry... I didn’t mean to see...” Mira tried to respond through her tears “no... please... it wasn’t your fault... I just... had to go and... just please don’t tell anyone?” Tyler had no idea what to say. “Of course I won’t, would you like me to go and I’ll... um... text you later maybe?” Wiping away her tears, Mira responded “yeah... I mean if you want to you know I just...” she pointed to the steps below her and Tyler saw that her pee had flowed down the stairs all the way down to his feet. “Hey, don’t worry about it,” he reassured her, “I know it was an accident.” He offered a sympathetic smile and said he should probably get going and she nodded in agreement. Mira trudged shamefully through her backyard to procure her key, just praying that none of the neighbors had seen what happened. She made her way inside and stepped into the shower wishing the events of the afternoon would just wash down the drain with the water. She soon emerged and dried herself off, picking up her phone and she saw a text from Tyler. “Hey I had a great time today hope you’re feeling better. I heard the new burger place in town is good and I’d love to try it with you next weekend if you’re up for it.” She felt relieved that he was not completely disgusted by her unfortunate accident and was even trying to be kind about it. She texted back that that would be great and went to finish cleaning up. Her eyes wandered to her soaked panties on the bathroom floor and suddenly she felt another tingling sensation as she thought about what had happened. She studied the soaked crotch noticing the scent of pee as she picked them up. She knew she had just showered but she felt a strong desire to put them on again and feel the wetness against her crotch. Maybe she could wait until she was desperate and wet then all over again. She felt her heart racing as these thoughts were running through her mind. No, she thought, grown women don’t wet themselves and they certainly don’t like it. She threw her soiled clothes in the wash and went to make herself some dinner to try to take her mind off things. As he biked back to his house, Tyler was unable to stop thinking about the image of Mira peeing herself outside her front door. He felt bad for her but had to admit it he was fascinated by it. He’d always had a thing for someone being desperate for a bathroom and losing control like that. He couldn’t help but imagine how desperate she must have felt. He hoped she didn’t feel too badly about it because he definitely wanted to see her again.
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