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    Resch reacted to huberp76 in 2 Boys & 2 Girls   
    The girl was absolutely desperate now, desperate to pee and desperate about the situation.
    3 buttons of her shorts were open and her belly was so swollen from her distended and overstretched bladder that she was no more able to close it.
    It would have been impossible to push her so much bulging bladder back in her abdomen. It was already painful for her to touch it.
    She was afraid to see the long line in front of the ladies, because she knew she would not be able to wait that long and to hold her wee back for so long until she would be inside. Into the bargain was it a small rest stop with just one toilet for girls and therefore was the line moving very slowly.
    It seemed that a lot of people were getting desperate because of the accident on the motorway, because they were trapped for so long in the car. Many men and boys pissed on trees or somewhere else.
    Some of women and girls could not wait as well until they would have been able to get inside the toilet for to wee and were squatting on the grass.
    There must have been a lot of bursting full bladders during the waiting time in the cars, but there was for sure not even one of them who didn’t wee since 17 hours and who had to pee worth than Peter and the two girls.
    Sandras friend was no more able to get out of the car with her open shorts and to wait in that line to can finally wee, she urged Peter to drive away from the toilet to a quiet place of the parking lot.
    Peter had no other choice than to do that and this way he had an opportunity to watch her piss He stopped the car where no people were around.  
    The girl opened the door and did get out with one hand pressed hard against her crotch. As soon as she was out she pulled her shorts and her panties down at once and started to piss before she was squatting. It was jetting out of her with full power and with high pressure. It was hissing very loud and it did last very long before the flow stopped.
    ”That must have been really very urgently and very necessary.” said Peter’s friend with a boner in his shorts from watching the girl piss so near beside him.
    ” What do you want to hear from me?” answered the girl and pulled her wet panties and her shorts with a large wet spot between her thighs up over her firm ass and closed all the buttons.
    Sandra wanted to open her door as well but Peter said “ you not! You will not pee, you are a big o, you can hold it!”
    ”Evil sadist .” said Sandra and did stay in the car.
    ”Okay, i hold it but just if you hold it as well.” she continued.
    Peter started the engine, pressed hard on Sandra’s bladder and drove away.
    Sandra moaned loud, pressed her slim thighs together and smiled.
    ”How much wee can you hold in your skinny, sexy frame?” asked Peter.
    ”I don’t hold all the wee inside me. Look how much my bladder is bulging out and i think it can get a little bigger,” answered Sandra.
    ”You are such a naughty, horny gal.” said Peter and pressed again hard on her bladder.”Sorry, but you simply must get tortured.” he said.
    40 minutes of suffering they were at Sands house.
    Peters ans Sandras friends were already kissing as well. The girl had her hand inside the boys shorts and the had his hand inside the girl’s wet panties.
    ”At our next day trip you will both wear sexy shorts, we will take a little chain around your waist and we close it with a padlock.
    The key will stay at your home, you will both not be able to piss until you are at home.” said Peter.
    Peter and Sandra brought each other to a great and heavy orgasm, but as soon as they had their climax, they wanted nothing than to piss.
    Peter jumped out of the car and pissed against a tree beside the street and Sandra moved very slowly out of the car, she bent over and walked with 2 hands pressed hard between her sexy slim thighs which were naked until the top that way.
    Peter called Sandra next day for to talk about their great day and for to make a next date for a pee holding day trip.
    They did think about to meet before for a full bladder sex, bursting bladder sex. No pee in the morning before they meet late afternoon!!!!???
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    Resch reacted to huberp76 in 2 Boys & 2 Girls   
    The girl on the back seat was at the absolutely limit of her endurance, she was needing to wee so bad that she could not even imagine that it can be possible to need to pee so bad and so painful.
    It was absolutely inhumane for her to suppress the urge to urinate for so many hours. She was needing to go since before noon and now it was near 10 pm and she was still holding it.
    “What are you doing to me? Why are you torturing me so much? That is more than a human can endure.  I am afraid that my bladder can explode in side me if i don’t let it out.
    I get out , i can  no more care about if someone is watching me, i HAVE to piss now!!” said the girl.
    ”We are not bear the blame for that accident and you don’t have to be afraid that your bladder can burst, your bladder can get much more bigger than you think.” said Peter.
    ”Pee holding can get very painful, but you can learn a lesson from Sandra, don’t you think that it doesn’t hurt her, but i think she likes that kind of pain as well i like it. And believe me, you girls are so sexy when you are full to burst and when you are needing to wee so very, very bad.” continued Peter.
    “I don’t want to be sexy, i just want to piss!” answered the girl and at the same moment started the column to move.
    Just a little later was a rest stop and Peter had to stop now, he could not make her hold any longer.
    The girl made her hands to fists and tensed her muscles so hard that she was shaking with all her body.
    She was needing all her power to keep her wee inside her and to make her already wet panties not even more wet.
    But there were a lot of cars in front of them and as Peter was able to stop was already a long line in front of the toilets.
     
     
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    Resch reacted to NoahEdar0483 in The Cross Country Peeing Nightmare   
    Hello everybody! I have another story that I want to share with y'all! This was partially inspired by my experiences in Cross Country in high school. This will probably take two or three chapters, and yeah, without further ado, here it is, haha.
    (I can be bad at prefaces sometimes, lol)
    Chapter 1
    Josephine was a girl who at first glance didn’t seem to be of the athletic type. While she was undeniably beautiful, with long, golden hair, and green eyes that shined like emeralds, she was also extremely petite, standing at not even 150 centimeters (4’11” tall), and weighed only 50 kilos (110 pounds). However, in spite of her small size, her dominance over the track was simply unmatched throughout her entire university Cross Country team. Her strides across any given field could outmatch even some of the male runners. However, in order to keep herself in good shape before each race, she made sure to stay really hydrated, as all runners do. 
     
    On the day of one of the biggest Cross Country races in the entire state, Josephine packed a bunch of drinks in her duffle bag prior to going to school. She had been drinking water in her refillable water bottle throughout the entire day, and right before she got onto the bus to take her to the event, she went inside the bathroom. She lowered her shorts, which covered the uniform bottom that she would later show off during the race, and then lowered the bottoms themselves, as well as her thin pink thong, before sitting down on the toilet. Jo made a sigh of relief as crystal clear urine sprayed out of her urethra and into the waters below. About 10 seconds later, her bladder had been completely empty, and having been satisfied, she wiped herself off, pulled up her clothes, and exited the restroom.
     
    Jo maneuvered her way to the bus, which was a very fancy brand called Conlane. She found a comfortable spot in the middle of the bus, and sat down next to one of her friends, named Beth. She set down her duffle bag, and pulled out a 600 mL Gatorade bottle. Not including the one she already had, the duffle bag consisted of three Gatorades, half a dozen water bottles, a coffee, and some orange juice. Before the bus even started moving, Jo guzzled down the Gatorade without any hesitation. It was Lemon Lime, one of her favorites. Then the bus started to move, and she kicked back and relaxed, sipping the coffee as the bus pulled her, and her team, towards the big event.
     
    During the trip, Jo opened her phone and scrolled through social media. An endless amount of guys were shown in her DM’s, and one by one, she looked through them, becoming increasingly disappointed as none of them were of any interest to her. There were a couple of cute guys, but she nonetheless just scrolled by. There were also a few women that DM’d her, and she couldn’t help but feel a bit of remorse. While she definitely supported LGBT rights, Jo herself was cis, and as such had no real interest in dating the same gender.
     
    She continued to drink, and when she looked at her duffle bag, she noticed that there were a lot more empty bottles than what she had before. To be exact, she downed the coffee, the orange juice, three bottles, and one Gatorade. She put her hand on her stomach, feeling the fluids slosh around in her gut. However, she felt no urge to pee, and continued scrolling through social media.
     
    About an hour into the trip, the bus suddenly came to a stop. Jo looked around, and found that the team had made a quick pit stop at a gas station. Beth unbuckled and got out of her seat. She turned to Jo and asked “Hey, do you want to come inside to the gas station with me?”
     
    “Oh, of course!” Jo beamed. The two young women exited the bus, and went inside the gas station. They looked around the station, and saw a large line of her fellow teammates lined up in the bathroom.
     
    “Oof, I do not want to wait around for that,” Beth bemoaned, to which Jo nodded in agreement. So, the two girls decided to continue looking around the gas station, and along the way, Jo picked up an incredibly large Gatorade bottle, much larger than the other ones in her duffle bag. They went up to the cashier and paid for their drinks, and then looked at the line. They pondered getting into it, but just then, a loud voice erupted in the gas station, practically shaking the entire place.
     
    “ALRIGHT GIRLS! LET’S GET BACK ON THE ROAD! WE’RE ON A TIME CRUNCH, SO LET’S GET MOVING!” the coach boomed. The girls all groaned, but they simply shrugged and went back onto the bus, including Jo and Beth. As she was walking, Jo felt pretty calm. She didn’t need to pee that bad anyways. However, when the bus started going back on the road, a creeping, powerful urge made Jo think twice about being so nonchalant about not going to the bathroom in the gas station.
     
    Thirty minutes after leaving the gas station, the creeping urge turned into a powerful, screaming cry for a release of the liquid that festered in between Jo’s legs. She pushed her thighs tightly together, and was starting to fidget. She looked at her duffle bag, and seeing the unopened bottles, the wet substance that was taunting her, daring her to slither down her esophagus and make her growing agony even worse, was making things even worse. She also saw the empty bottles, and the temptation to fill them back up with her bodily fluids was strong, but she didn’t want anyone to potentially see that. Ten minutes later, Beth looked over to her, as she was fidgeting so much.
     
    “Hey Jo, are…are you alright?” Beth asked. Jo, sensing that her fidgeting was the cause of her question, put her hands over her crossed knees, temporarily halting the fidgeting.
     
    “Oh, sorry…I just have to pee a little bit,” she lied, the urge clearly not being “little”. Beth gave a slight unconvinced look, and pointed to the back of the bus. “There’s a toilet back there.”
    Jo nervously giggled. “Oh, how silly of me! Sure, let me out, please.”
     
    Beth got out of her seat, allowing Jo to scoot to the middle aisle and go to the back of the bus. She wanted to press her hand to her crotch, but she refrained from doing so. When she got to the bathroom door, she pulled on the door, but to her confusion and horror, it was locked! She looked up, and there was a sign that read Sorry! The bathroom is out of order at this time! Thank you for your understanding! It was complete with a stupid, fake, slightly creepy, and all around annoying smiley face right after the text. Jo cringed, flipped off the smiley face, and slowly went back to her seat.
     
    “It was out of order,” Jo muttered, with a vexed look on her face. Beth frowned in reply.
     
    “I’m sorry Jo. Hey, if it’s any consolation, we should be pretty close to the event, and there should be plenty of porta potties there for you to use!”
     
    “Heh, thanks,” Jo said, smiling in spite of her growing urge to pee. A looming question streamed through her train of thought however. “Wait, how long is it, specifically?”
     
    Beth scratched her chin. “I don’t know exactly. Let me check.” She pulled out her phone and looked up the distance on Google Maps. The result filled both of their eyes with shock and horror.
     
    “THREE HOURS?!” Jo screeched in her mind. There was no way she could hold it for that long!
     
    “Oh, shit! I’m so sorry Jo, I thought it was much closer,” Beth sighed.
     
    “Well…thanks for trying,” Jo reassured her. “It…it’s not even that bad. Honest.”
     
    “Are you sure? You look like you’re suffering,” Beth pointed out. Jo gave a light chuckle.

    “IT’S BECAUSE I AM SUFFERING!!!” Jo exclaimed in her mind. However, she bit her lip, and replied with “Yeah…I’ll be okay…at least for now.”
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    Resch reacted to huberp76 in 2 Boys & 2 Girls   
    Sandra‘s friend was in ecstasy . She had one hand pressed hard against her crotch and her thighs crossed over her hand.
    She was bending forward and whispered “ I need to wee so bad, it is hurting so much.”
    There was no really reason for her torment, there was no reason why she did get in the car with her bladder full from the day and with a already painful urge , the only reason is the fetish and  the amusement for the 2 boys.
    The boys had promised that they would let the girls wee before it would get unbearable for them and before they would piss their panties, but now it was no more depending from the boys, it was curl fate for the girls. They had to hold it no matter how long it would last and no matter how bad it would get.
    The girl was frantic to piss, she was rubbing her nude thighs and was squeezing it with both hands very hard.
    ”I have to get out of that car, i HAVE to piss, before my bladder explodes!” said the girl.
    The boys were both bone hard from watching the girl fight to keep all the wee inside her, they could no more hide their dick’s in their shorts.
    ”What will you do outside?” asked Peter smiling. “I HAVE to piss!” she replied.
    ”You will pull your shorts and your panties down and you will show everybody your pissing pussy? I think you will get a big clap for that!” said Peter with sarcasm.
    ”I am near that i will not have another chance than to do it, the pressure is getting too much, it is already coming out.” said the girl and slipped one hand deep inside her panties and pressed one finger on her pee hole.
    Peter’s friend was near to cum from watching it and from seeing her belly so much swollen down to her slit.
    ”May i block your little hole with my finger for you? I would love to help you so much to hold it that way!” he said.
    The girl didn’t even answer and so he said “ if you don’t want to use my help, then let me touch your horny bladder. You can’t even imagine how sexy you are so desperate to wee and with one finger in your already pee wet slit!”
    Again did the girl not answer, but she did let the boy feel her bladder.
    He was very tender with that bursting full balloon in the girl’s abdomen.
    ”Your bladder is so plump and tight , it is so so big and great, so absolutely sexy.” said the boy and caressed the smooth tensed skin over her overfilled bladder.
    ”May i touch your bladder as well?” asked Peter and lifted Sandra’s short skirt without to wait for a answer.
    Sandra did let him do it and Peter could see for him the sexiest sight what he could imagine - super slim naked thighs, tiny panties and the contours of a very full bladder bulging out of a thin abdomen.
    Peter caressed her swollen bladder and could not resist to press soft on it.
    Sandra moaned . “I think you like that and i think you can endure a lot more,” said Peter and pressed harder and started to massage the girls very full bladder.
    Sandra did the same with Peter’s bulging bladder. They were getting very horny from needing to pee so bad and from torturing each other.
    They started to kiss their first time, they pushed their tongues in the mouth of the other and they slid with their hands from their swollen bellies down to the boys penis and to the girls slit between her sexy thighs.
    Not even 15 minutes later they had their hands already inside Peter’s shorts and inside Sandra’s panties and two fingers of Peter inside the girl.
    Sandra’s friend was near to tears “ how much longer will that last, i can’t bear it up anymore, it hurts so much, i HAVE to pee so bad, i have to wee now .” she said and squeezed her thighs very hard with both hands.
    ”I don’t know how long, but for me it could last some hours longer.” answered Peter.
    ”For me as well!” said his friend and was sliding with one hand over the girls tummy.
     
     
     
     
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    Resch reacted to huberp76 in 2 Boys & 2 Girls   
    „3 hours will not be to long for big girls.“ said Peter’s friend.
    “ 3 hours not, but 17 hours very well!! But you should not talk so super brainy, you pissed 3 times during the day but we not even once.“ said Sandra‘s friend.
    The last drink went little by little in the already very full bladders of the girls and tortured them very much.
    Sandra had her slim naked thighs close together and on and off she was rubbing her knees.
    “Can it be that you are needing to wee??“ asked Peter to tease her. „ Do you have to go bad? Very bad? Is your poor bladder full? Very full? Let’s talk about it.“ he said.
    “It was such a nice and great day, i don’t want to destroy it with a talk about my need  to wee and about my bursting bladder.“ answered Sandra.
    “For me you wouldn’t destroy the day for this reason, for me you would make it even greater! I think you girls should talk a little bit about your bodily needs.“ said Peter.
    “Sure we can talk about it, we have to talk about it, because i am about to wet my panties and your seat and i will do that if you don’t stop at the next parking lot.“ said Sandra’s friend.
    “We will not stop!!! And you will not wet  your panties and my seat!!!
    You hold it from your home until back to your home was the deal.“ answered Peter.
    “But that you have to stop before we will wet our panties was another part of our deal and i am near to do that.“ 
    „Not even 2 more hours and you can let it out, but not before.“ said Peter.
    The last drink was already in their bladders and tortured the girls bladder very much. There was no more enough room in the tight shorts for her so much swollen bladder. She had to open the two top buttons to ease the pressure from outside, but she still moaned and begged for a stop at the next service area.
    “May i help you to hold it? I would like to borrow you one of my fingers to press on your little hole to keep it shut and to prevent it from leaking .“ teased her Peter’s friend. He was so aroused to see her swollen belly down to her panties and to move her her sexy legs from her bad need to wee.
    A half an hour later she was getting angry, she said that it is abnormal and very unhealthy not to wee for so long, not even once in 16 hours. She said that all her belly hurts from needing to wee so bad and she said that they should finally stop for her before she’ll piss herself.
    Peter didn’t like to stop, but it seemed that she had really reached her limit and therefore he promised to stop at the next parking lot.
    Just some minutes before they had to stop because of a car accidents. „ Oh no!!! Oh my God, not that!!! My bladder will burst if i can’t finally piss.“ whined the girl at the back seat with her legs knotted.
    They were trapped in the car for more than a half an hour. The poor girl was near to tears, she could not get out to squat in front of all the others, she had to fight with all her power to hold it back and the two boys loved to watch her.
    Sandra had her slim naked legs as well knotted and was visibly fighting against her strong urge.
    “ You will not wee at the parking lot when we stop later !!?? You will hold it until at home!!! Will you??“ asked her Peter. 
    „You are so strong, you can bear up for so long, you can endure that!“ he continued with a boner in his shorts and as well a bursting bladder in his abdomen.
     
     
     
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    Resch reacted to huberp76 in The love island!   
    The poor boy was a little bit bewildered and was still standing bended over and had his nude legs tight crossed.
    “Sorry that i have been so rude before and thank you very much that you made your bladder so full and that you leave it so very full for our date, but i don’t like to watch you piss, i want to see you hold. 
    I know that is not fair, but it makes me so horny to see you so very desperate and therefore i don’t let you use my toilet. You should stay both very full and should get even fuller.” said Peter.
    ”You know that we are not allowed to beg for a pee, even not if it gets very, very urgently and painful. We have to hold it no matter how bad it will get. We are not even allowed to talk about our needs, but your girl told me that you gave us permission to talk about our bodies and about our bodies needs.” said the boy.
    ”Oh yes, i love to talk with you about your urge to pee and about your bodily needs. But before you should strip your clothes and you should come in our bed.” answered Peter.
    The boy did what he was got told, he was now absolutely nude and naked. His body was gorgeous, slim, smooth and good shaped.
    Between his hipbones was his bladder clearly visible. It was bulging out from his pubic bone up near to his navel.
    ”Look how big my bladder became and there is still a lot of my last large drink on the way.” said the boy and massaged his swollen belly.
    ”You are really very full down there.” said Peter and slid with his hand over his belly to feel the body’s big firm bladder.
    Peter was lying between one of the most beautiful girls and of one of the cutest boys he had ever seen. For a bi sexual guy like Peter, was that the most erotic and the most arousing situation what he could imagine.
    That both of that young beautiful people had their bladders very, very full and stretched to double size or bigger and that both of them were needing to wee so unbelievably urgently and bad, was more than a dream for a bladder sadist like Peter.
    They could not get desperate enough for Peter and their bladders could never get full enough.
    Alternate he had his hands on the girl’s and on the boy’s body. He had his fingers around the boy’s penis and then deep in the girl’s tight cunt.
    Meanwhile he had the girls panties stripped to see her slit between her sexy thighs and to push easier his fingers inside her.
    They were now all three totally naked in the large bed.
    Peter pressed softly with his hand on their bladders until they moaned and groaned from needing to pee so bad. Peter’s sadism for their overfilled bladders had no limits, but especially the boy was near to the limit of his endurance. He wanted to pee so much, he was needing to pee since hours and did know very well that he would not get a chance for some hours more.
    He was not just handsome and cute, he was very intelligent as well. He wanted to animate Peter to have sex with them, either with him or with the girl, or with both.
    He thought that he would let them go to the toilet right after his climax and he told his intention to the girl.
    They started to be very tender to him. The boy leaked Peter’s body and kissed him with his soft tongue. The girl sucked his big bone hard penis and then they did it reverse. The boy sucked and the girl leaked and kissed.
    Peter was near to cum and therefore he was begging for a little break before he would eject.
    ” You both are so great, so sexy i feel like i would be in heaven, but we have to stop for some minutes, because i don’t want to cum, i want to stay horny all over the night.” said Peter.
    The boy was afraid to hear that and said “ does that mean that you will not let us pee until tomorrow?” 
    “Yes, i think so, i think that you will have to hold it until minimum tomorrow morning.” answered Peter.
    ”Did you ever think about how long a girl can last without a wee, how long a girl will be able to suppress her urge? Your girl is good trained, but she has not been at a toilet since yesterday morning, she didn’t wee since 38 hours!! What do you think how much longer she will be able to bear up?”said the boy.
    ”Many, many times i thought about that, but i don’t know it. Would you tell it me? Would she show me how long a girl can go without a wee!” asked Peter.
    The boys bladder was already full to explode from the rest of the large drink at the dinner, he was needing to pee worse than he could ever remember.
    He didn’t stop to hope to get permission to pee before sleeping, therefore they started again to animate Peter for sex.
    Peter was horny as hell and he wanted to stay horny until he would have sex with both of them, hours later.
    ”I would love to watch you both fucking.” said Peter. “Fuck her as hard as you can!” said Peter to the boy.
    ”We can’t fuck anymore with our bladders that full.” answered the boy.
    ”Sure you can.” replied Peter
     
     
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    Resch reacted to huberp76 in The love island!   
    It was so much exciting for Peter to see so many extremely pretty girls and boys at once.
    They worked as waiter, as waitress, as bratender, as animator and then there were service girls and boys which were free for all guests for their pleasure and for their special wishes. Above all there were the personal servants.
    All of them have great, gorgeous bodies and are dressed so sexy that some guys had troubles to hide their boners.
    The guests were mostly single. Male and female mixed, but some more males.
    Peter went with his girl to the beach to explore more of the island .He could see that some of the girls and boys, especially the servants, had swollen bellies.
    Peter did know why, he did know the reason, he knew that the servants were holding a very full bladder in their bellies and that they were not allowed to go to the toilet.
    It was so arousing for Peter to see the contours of the overfilled bladders bulging out of the girls and boys lower abdomen.
    „  Since how long are they made to hold ?  How bad and how urgently are they needing to go? Is it already painful for them?“ thought Peter to himself and couldn’t get enough to watch their swollen sexy bellies and he did like to imagine how bad they are needing to wee.
    The girl had noticed where Peter’s eyes were looking and she did know for some time that desperate girls and boys was turning him on very much.
    After a while they stopped at one of the beach bars. Peter ordered a large cocktail for himself and did let the girl choose her own drink. No wonder that she did choose a  small drink, because her bladder was already so full and her urge was more than just strong.
    The boy from earlier was sitting some chairs away on the bar with an older lady and a large drink in his hand, he cheered to Peter and smiled.
    “You like him?“ asked Peter’s servant.“Oh yeah, i like him. He is a handsome boy with a cute face and a great body.“ answered Peter.
    In the meantime served a pretty young waitress with a tiny bikini their drinks.
    Peter‘s girl was sitting with her wonderful legs tight crossed and with one hand on her nude belly.
    She closed her eyes, pressed with her hand slightly on her bladder, massaged it softly and moaned silently.
    “Is it that bad, do you need to wee so much urgently?“ asked Peter.  „Oh yes, it is very, very bad and it would be extremely urgently for me to wee.”answered the girl. „But i said that just because you asked me, i should not talk about it and it should not be a reason for you to let me go to the toilet. I am not allowed to beg you for that, you know our rules.”she said.
    Peter stated again to think about that situation and about the rules. “ She is not allowed to beg for a wee, but what will she do if i don’t invite her to go to the toilet. Girls HAVE to pee sometimes and boys have to do that as well!!
    How long will she be able to hold it back and what will she do if i don’t let her go? Will she wee in her bikini panties, or will she wet my bed during the night , or will there be a point where she can’t no more other than to beg me for a wee?” asked Peter himself.
    On the way back to their sunlounger looked Peter at the people around him.It was so exciting and arousing for him to see which of the girls or boys were needing to wee and that it was for everyone visible. The bigger the bladder and the more it was bulging out, the worse must have been their urge to wee.
    It was interesting as well to see the different types of the sadistic guests who made their servants hold their urine, who didn’t give them permission to go to the toilet, because they like to torture their bladders and they did like to see them desperate.
    Peter’s girl was suffering as well about her stretched and overfilled bladder what was visible bulging out of her slim, usually fiat belly, but no wee for her. Peter always dreamed about bulging bladder’s and desperate girls and boys, now was his dream coming true.
    They were lying again close together on the sun lounger. Peter could feel the girls body on his body, he caressed her and she kissed him tenderly.
    Sometimes he had his hand on her lower abdomen, he wanted to feel the roundness and the firmness of full bladder. He enjoyed that and thought “ how much hot girl wee was that poor thing holding inside there?”
    He pushed one or two fingers inside her tight slit between her wonderful thighs, he pressed on finger on her pee hole and thought “ how urgently wants her wee comes out of that little hole!!??”
    He could not resist to press on and off softly on her bladder to make her tense all  her muscles to keep it in and to hear her moaning  from needing to wee so bad.
    Late afternoon they went to their room to get dressed for dinner. They went early because the boy wanted to visit them already at 8.
    Peter went to the bathroom for to pee before leaving , the girl was waiting outside with tight crossed legs. To hear him pee was extra torture for the girl who had not weed since the morning of the day before.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
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    Resch reacted to WiiGuy86 in A Bursting Graduate   
    Once again, shout to @Apan for the continued inspiration!
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    Part 1:
    Anna gave her parents one last hug and one last smile before she turned and strode in to the arena. Over the past four years that she had been studying abroad at her relatively small college, she had been in this room several times. The small school wasn’t known for its sports, but Anna had recently made a few friends on the volleyball team and had since been coming out frequently to sit in the stands and cheer them on.
     
    Tonight though, the arena looked very different, as graduation time had come. Sitting in the small folding chair that had been reserved for her on the arena floor, she said hello to one of those new friends, Kate, who was seated next to her. As the audience filled in to the arena, they chatted idly, reminiscing about their experiences over the last four years. Anna looked up in the stands, trying to see if she could see her parents and sister. They had traveled a long way to see her graduate and she had spent the last day since they had arrived eagerly catching up with them about her final semester and showing them all around the campus.
     
    In just a couple days, Anna would be flying home with them, and was admittedly nervous about what the future held. Where would she end up living? Would she able to find the type of job that she wanted? Would she be able to maintain the friendships she had forged over such a great distance?
     
    As the ceremony got closer to starting time, Anna did her best to shake these thoughts from her head. She just wanted to focus on tonight. Despite her general introversion, Anna was really happy with the new group of friends that she had found over the past year, and was eager to have one last great night of memories with them. Following the ceremony, one of the girl’s parents had rented out a posh limousine that would be taking them to a nearby restaurant, where a private room containing delicious food and all the alcohol they could drink would await them.
     
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    An hour later, Anna wished the ceremony would move along a bit faster. The speakers had unfortunately been a bit long winded, and honestly, she was much more looking forward to the after party. Quietly exhaling from boredom, she crossed her toned legs under her long blue graduation gown. She also wished this ceremony would hurry up because she kinda had to pee. The water she had consumed on the way over in an effort to hydrate before her big night out tonight was making itself known. It wasn’t really urgent, but the speakers were not doing a very good job of distracting her.
     
    A half an hour later, the speeches had finally wrapped up, and the process of each graduate walking up on stage to shake the Dean’s hand and receive their diploma had begun. When it was her turn, Anna didn’t waste any time briskly walking up, shaking hands, giving a smile and wave to the crowd, and then returning to her seat and tightly crossing her legs. Over the past 20 minutes, her need had really began to grow, and she was feeling relieved that her class was small and she’d be on her way to a toilet in just a few short minutes.
     
    Of course, nothing ever seems to move along as quickly as you would hope in such situations, and things seemed to take an annoyingly long time to wrap up. Eager to get going, Anna had found herself squeezing her crossed thighs together and bouncing on her a seat a bit in, both out of excitement to be done with the ceremony and also out of excitement to get to a bathroom.
     
    After the Dean finally thanked everyone for coming, Anna quickly stood up and looked around the room, another pang from her full bladder reminding her to immediately plot a course for the nearest bathroom. As she was making her escape plan, she heard Kate behind her start speaking quietly. “Dude, I have to pee so bad, that really didn’t need to be that long”
     
    “Oh my God” Anna responded with a smile, feeling a bit better that she wasn’t the only one in this predicament. “Me too, I was not prepared to be sitting here for two hours”
     
    It took a few minutes for the crowd to spill out of the arena back in to the hallways, and immediately the scene was complete chaos as all of the graduates tried to reunite with their families. Anna craned her neck to look down the hallway toward the large illuminated bathroom signs in the arena and of course a huge line had already formed.
     
    “This is crazy” Kate said next to her “I’m just going to head to the locker room”
     
    Anna also needed to head the locker room. She had picked out a cute outfit to wear to the party tonight, and needed to change in to it before heading out to the limo.
     
    Unlike Kate, who as a member of the volleyball team had her own locker in which her clothes were stashed, Anna’s parents were holding on her to bag for her, so she needed to find them before going to change. She informed Kate of this, and told her she would catch up.
     
    Wading back through the crowd, Anna eventually found her family and admittedly rushed through the congratulatory hugs a bit, taking her bag and quickly maneuvering her way toward the locker room.
     
    Ducking in to the locker room, Anna was surprised to find that quite a lot of girls apparently had the same idea, and were laughing and joking as they changed out of their gowns and in to outfits more suitable for the night ahead. Feeling a bit shy about changing in front of everyone, and also quite eager to relieve her bladder at this point, Anna made her way toward the back of the locker room. She had never been in here before, and found a single door, labeled restrooms, which presumably lead to more stalls, she grabbed the handle, locked.
     
    Squeezing her thighs together, she let out a frustrated sigh. It made sense, there was no game going on, it was a bit surprising that the locker room was even open at all, but of course the bathrooms just had to have been left closed, probably because the stadium staff didn’t want to have to clean them at the end of the night. Understandable, but of course just when Anna was REALLY starting to NEED to pee and had been REALLY looking forward to a much needed bathroom break.
     
    Moving on, Anna set her gym bag down on a bench in the quiet part of the locker room. She pulled off her gown, revealing the pair of sweat pants and the t-shirt she had been wearing underneath. She pulled those off as well, stripping all the way down to her bra and panties.
     
    Something about undressing seemed to really trigger her bladder, and Anna felt a sudden intense wave of urgency. Hoping no one was paying attention to her, she couldn’t help but pace around a bit in her underwear, frequently stomping her foot on the ground and crossing one leg over the other back and fourth and back and fourth as she tried to focus on unpacking her outfit.
     
    Trying to think about anything other than the ocean of pee begging to be let out behind her tight thin pair of panties, Anna took a breath as she lifted her leg and began to pull a pair of stockings on over each of her legs. As she slid her second foot in, she slipped a bit and in the process of catching herself nearly let out a leak. Steadying herself against the lockers with her left hand, she quickly grabbed herself with her right. Pressing firmly against her distressed womanhood through her stockings and panties just long enough to be sure she had control.
     
    Taking another deep breath, she got dressed as a quickly as she could, able to stand still again with the support of her leggings. She put on a cute collared blouse that showed just the sexiest part of her neck, and over it a long, red, form fitting dress. She took a quick look at herself in one of the mirrors, it really was the perfect outfit for the occasion, other than the fact that she currently looked just the slightest bit bloated from all the liquid that was trapped in her belly. Not wasting much time admiring her fashion sense, Anna stuffed her graduation cap and gown back in to her bag, zipped it up, and hurried out of the locker room back toward the arena’s toilets.
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    It was a normal summer day and Helena was working her morning job as a waitress in a coffee shop before heading to her university. Since the weather was so hot Helena was dressed very lightly, with a sleveless white crop top and a pair of very tight, grey, knee-length leggings. She was also wearing a pair of black panties which were way too small for her ass and due to the tightness of the leggings panty lines were visible as well as her panties squeezing her ass cheeks subtly. Helena had a great body with her best features being her thick thighs, big and voluptuous ass and her thigh gap and as such all the men couldn't take their eyes off her. In fact the reason most people were attending the coffee shop was just to admire her ass. Helena was aware of the fact that people constantly stared at her ass and she was pretty annoyed but the weather was hot so she kinda had to wear really light clothing. However the thing bugging her most right now was her growing urge to go to the bathroom. Helena has been working since 8 am at the coffee shop and right now it was around 10. Up to that point she had drunk a whole lot of coffee to keep her awake and a lot of water due to the hotness of the weather. But due to her being busy with taking orders and serving the customers she didn't have a chance to take a much needed pee break. She still wasn't at the point were her urge was unbearable but she would occasionally cross her legs, bend forward while putting her hands on her lower abdomen and sigh under her breath due to the pressure she was feeling on her bladder. What made things worse was the fact that the sounds of coffee and water being poured into cups was agitating her bladder as it was subconsciously reminding her about her desperation. However her shift was coming to an end, due to her having to go to her university, and she thought to herself that she could finally use the restroom. Once her shift ended she immediately headed to the coffee shop's restrooms with a somewhat hurried pace while clenching her hand into a fist and placing it firmly on her lower abdomen. However the bathrooms were closed with an "out of order" sign stuck on the bathroom's door. Helena asked her boss about this while subtly fidgeting in place and the boss told her that the bathrooms' plumbing system was run down but the plumber he contacted still hadn't shown up. Upon hearing that Helena started panicking since the only other bathrooms she could use were the ones at her university, which were very dirty and most of the times locked and the bathroom at her house but the earliest time she could arrive at her house was 14:00. Helena should get on the bus to go to her university any minute but the thought of her not being able to use any restrooms until 14:00 was making her anxious about her losing control and peeing herself. As she had no other choice Helena headed to the bus stop with the hope that she would be able to find an available restroom at her university. The bus arrived shortly after packed with other students also heading to the university and she boarded it filled with worry on her mind and a lot of piss on her bladder. Since the bus was packed there were no available seats so Helena naturally spent the entire ride standing up with people constantly staring at her ass but this was the least of her worries as her urge to go was becoming bigger and bigger and her more and more desperate. They arrived at the university at 10:30 and Helena got out of the bus and started heading to the main building with her hands subtly placed on her bladder while half-running, half-walking as she was in a hurry to relieve herself. Helena started going up the stairs with each step making her situation worse while everyone stared at her ass jiggling up and down and her panties being visible through her leggings. Eventually she reached the bathrooms of the first floor which were right besides the auditorium her classes took place. However, like always the bathrooms were locked but she kept on trying to open it as if after a while they would magically open and she would finally be able to empty her bursting bladder, but that never happened. Frustrated at the locked bathrooms Helena decided that she would check on the bathrooms of the other floors during the break as she was late for her class. She entered the auditorium and sat next to her friend at the back. The moment she sat down she crossed her legs tightly, placed her hands on her lower abdomen and leaned forward while sighing and moaning in desperation due to the familiarity she felt while with her friend. Her friend, watching Helena squirm and fidget frantically in her seat, asked her what's up and Helena responded by saying that she had to pee really bad but she couldn't find a bathroom. Her friend, instead of showing sympathy she pulled out her half empty water bottle and started shaking it around making splashing noises in order to tease her. Helena did not appreciate the teasing as the sounds of water splashing were sending signals to her bladder that made it spasm uncontrollably making her incredibly uncomfortable. Not helping were her small panties and tight leggings squeezing her bladder making everything feel even worse. Helena could already feel her bladder bulging outward due to all the built-up pressure and she kept constantly squirming in her seat while sighing and moaning due to all those liquids sloshing inside her bladder making time pass agonizingly slow. When the classes were over Helena immediately stormed out of the auditorium and headed to the second floor bathrooms. It was now 13:30 and those 3 hours Helena spend on the auditorium were absolutely torturous as she was stuck constantly fidgeting in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her legs, moaning and sighing in desperation as her kidneys kept pumping more and more piss in her swollen and bursting bladder. As she was frantically making her way to the second floor all eyes were on her. A young woman clearly being in dire need to empty the contents of her bladder was a sight rarely seen. However everyone was ignoring that aspect and only focused on her voluptuous ass cheeks being squeezed by her panties which were visible through her very tight, grey leggings. Once she reached the second floor she spotted the bathroom from far away and to her surprise it wasn't actually locked, however there was a big line of women waiting to use it. Despite that inconvenience Helena was so relieved that she found a bathroom that for a split second her sphincter relaxed and let out a miniscule drop of piss onto her panties. Helena immediately pressed her hands on her crotch to avoid any further leaking and started heading for the line. As she was approaching it she heard someone calling out to her. She turned around and it was a guy from the same class as her named Mike. Mike greeted Helena and told her that if she wanted they could grab lunch together at a small restaurant nearby. Helena didn't really get along with men due to them always staring at her ass but she had a small crush on Mike ever since she saw him. On the one hand she was incredibly desperate to empty her bladder as she was bursting for a long time, but on the other she had an opportunity to get closer to her crush. After considering her options she decided to agree with Mike's proposal to eat as she would be able to use the restaurant's restroom and she doubted the line would be as long as the one at the university. The only problem was Helena not betraying her desperation through her uncontrollable squirming, fidgeting and the desperation in her voice and face. Mike and Helena headed to the restaurant while Helena was trying with all her willpower to not bend forward from the immense desperation she was feeling and hold her crotch. When they arrived at the restaurant they immediately sat down at a small table and the waiter gave them the menu in order for them to choose what they can eat. Helena had her legs tightly crossed and was subtly squirming in her seat waiting for the perfect opportunity to excuse herself to go to ask about the bathroom. When the waiter arrived to take their order they both told him what they wanted. After the waiter left Mike started talking with Helena about various stuff. Mike was the one doing most of the talking as Helena was afraid that if she spoke the desperation in her voice would betray the fact that she was absolutely bursting. Shortly after the food arrived and they both started eating. Mike immediately started pouring himseld a glass of water which didn't help Helena with her situation at all and her squirming just got more noticable. However it had been quite some time since she last had drunk water and she was very thirsty so she started drinking water as well which while it satisfied her thirst made her bladder spasm even more uncontrollably in protest. It was now almost 14:00 and Helena was dangerously close to peeing herself as the liquids sloshing inside of her bladder were gradually weakening her sphincter muscles and Helena was panicking out of her mind. Her fidgeting was uncontrollable as she was even subtly lifting her ass of her chair as she just couldn't stay still from all the desperation and had both of her hands placed firmly on her crotch while her face had an expression that could be read as: "I'm trying to remain calm but I'm dying to relieve myself from the massive amount of piss in my bulging bladder" Finally Helena found an opportunity to go ask about the bathrooms but unfortunately for her the bathrooms were only for the employees. Once Helena heard that her heart sunk. She was at her absolute limit but there was no bathroom in sight she could use. As she started believing that she might pee herself she noticed that Mike had finished with his food and that they could both leave and she could go back to the university to use the bathroom from the second floor. Mike paid for the food, they exchanged contact info and both went their separate ways. Helena was heading straight for the university while holding her crotch, bending forward, half-walking and half-running with each and every step being more painful than the last for her bladder. Her desperation and agony were so great that she even had to lean on walls or lampposts to regain her composure from all the pressure on her bladder. She eventually reached the university but once again luck wasn't on her side as the doors were closed. Helena started cursing herself under her breath due to how unlucky she's been and immediately started looking for a remote place to relieve herself. The surrounding area however was full with people making it all the more difficult. She was looking for some kind of bush or dark alley to pee behind. Everyone was looking at the young woman who was about to explode with piss looking for some privacy to take of her bodily needs. After a couple of seconds she spotted an alley completely devoid of people and headed there. The moment the shadow created by the alley enveloped her she started frantically pulling down her leggings and panties. She then crouched down, threw her head back, closed her eyes and started slowly opening her mouth ready for a massive moan of relief to come out but right before she started relaxing her sphincter she heard a dog's bark heading towards her. Upon hearing that a long spurt of piss shot out of her sphincter due to her being startled and she began immediately pulling up her leggings and panties and headed out of the alley as she noticed behind her that in that alley there were several stray dogs. At that point Helena's only option was taking the bus and using her home's bathroom. It would take around 30 minutes to arrive to her house and Helena wasn't sure if she would be able to hold out for much longer. But after a small drop of piss leaked into her panties again she decided that she'd rather suffer but be able to use the bathroom rather than piss her pants and embarrass herself after all the pain she went through. Fortunately for her the bus arrived immediately and she boarded it. As always the bus was full so she was forced to wait while standing for her destination. The pain she was feeling was absolutely agonizing as her bladder was very swollen from all the liquids she consumed over the day and she couldn't hide her desperation. She had both of her hands right between her thighs pressing against her sphincter, she was moaning and sighing uncontrollably as she couldn't take the desperation anymore and she was fidgeting all over the place. On the bus some people were feeling pity towards her as she was clearly suffering, others were uncomfortable due to all the moaning and sighing while others just didn't care. Every bump in the road caused the piss inside her bladder to slosh violently causing her more pain while the water she drank at lunch started slowly settling into her bladder making everything ten times worse. The worst thing out of all was that every couple of minutes she felt a tiny bit of piss leak into her panties and it even created a dark spot on the crotch area of her leggings. Helena was nearly tearing up from all the desperation and she started thinking to herself what did she do to deserve this suffering as more rivulets of hot piss were leaking onto her black, sexy panties. After 30 minutes went by which to her felt like an eternity she arrived at the bus stop that was the nearest to her house and immediately started heading towards it. Her bladder bulge was incredibly noticeable at that point but all she cared about was reaching her house without wetting herself. Once she reached her apartment she went into the elevator and pressed the button to reach her floor. When she arrived she crouched down to get the key under her apartment's mat but at that moment her bladder spasmed so hard that she let out a massive moan from the sheer desperation and pain she felt. She started frantically unlocking the door with one of her hands holding her crotch while she fidgeted uncontrollably in place. Once she entered her apartment she closed the door behind her, pulled her leggings down just below her ass and sprinted towards the bathroom while more rivulets were soaking her panties. When she went to open the bathroom the door was locked as Helena's sister was using it who lived with her. Helena was banging on the door begging for her sister to let her in as her bladder was about to explode. Since the toilet was so close to the door her sister opened it with Helena storming in while heading to the bathtub. She pulled down her soaked panties and leggings, turned around and started peeing her ass off. From between her legs erupted a massive stream of hot piss which she has been holding for the entire day and her overtaxed sphincter couldn't contain anymore. Meanwhile she let out an orgasmic moan as the relief she felt from finally emptying her bursting bladder was washing over her. The pure bliss she was feeling was staggering as she could feel her bulging bladder deflate after being emptied from all its contents with every muscle in her body completely relaxing. The stream kept going strong for over a minute straight after eventually slowing down to just a trickle. She ended up peeing for almost 2 minutes as she let out a final moan with relief all over her face, she remained in awe of the fact that she didn't wet herself in public from the massive amount of hot piss torturing her bladder for hours
     
     
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    Amazing story. Loved that Yoline wants to proof him that she has a iron bladder. 
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    Amazing story. Loved that Yoline wants to proof him that she has a iron bladder. 
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    Presenting to you the sequel and the finale of Yoline vs Darius Part 2/2.
    Just a heads up - it contains some really, really raunchy scenes and unbelievable power pissing, bordering on the lines of unrealistic. But hey, we are in the 'Fiction' section, right? So let's jump in.
    Chapter 4 - Build
    For the next few weeks, this cycle repeated. An early morning gusher followed by a torturous day long hold and concluding by a volume measurement. Only when they were back from the office, Darius would let Yoline pee in the measuring jug. If she could fill the jug to the brim i.e. 1500ml, he would fuck her brains out. However, if the volume was even a millilitre less, he would starver her off sex.
     
    It had been three days now since she last produced the desired 1500ml and Darius vehemently refused to fuck her. He went as far as banning her to even touch herself, driving her mad. For those three days she was tearing her hair, climbing the wall and what not! It was like there was a vibrator behind her swollen sticky vulva. One day she decided she had enough and drank way more than his instructions. All she wanted was to overflow the jug.
     
    “Exactly as expected,” he smirked to himself and put his next sinister plan in motion. Once they reached, she almost crawled inside. As the routine dictated, he brought out the jug and held it tightly against her swollen pussy. She grabbed his hair tightly with her sweaty palms. The room filled with her loud moans as the flood gates opened. She could feel the insides of her bladder contracting and aching. Her labia quivered as the warmth rubbed against it. Every fibre of her being wanted to just vigorously rub on her clit or just get fucked like a whore. He kept a close eye on his watch. After exactly 30 seconds he commanded, “STOP!”
     
    “Wait WHAT! WHY!” Yoline snapped out of her trance - panic filling in her eyes “JUST STOP!” Darius put his hand and tightly clasped her labia preventing any more pee to come out. The jug read 600 ml.  She screamed just as her bladder screamed in agony. After fighting her desperation for 14 long hours she was denied relief mid-stream when the gusher was coming with maximum velocity. She collapsed on him spilling the hot frothing piss all over. Darius however kept her womanhood still clasped, like a vice. Writhing and shaking she violently tried to push his hand away but failed.  After couple of minutes when she calmed down, he took her for a shower.
     
    Darius lathered her slender body and rubbed his squished his erect member against her swollen bladder. She was raging with horniness now that her bladder was at a much manageable level. “Yoline, what would you do to get fucked?” “Anything, ANYTHING!” She greedily grabbed his thick veiny dick drenched in soap.
     
    “That’s what I want!” Pulling her closer, he whispered, “We are going to out of the city tonight.”
    “Wait! Why all of a sudden?” She pulled herself back. Brows furrowed with worry.
    “You asked me to plan for two weeks of summer holidays, remember?”
     
    When coaxed by him, she simply nodded in a ‘Yes’. Once out of the bath, he gave her some clothes to wear. Taking a deep breath, she stood up and shimmied her wet self into the tank top and the jeans he provided. “Darius this is too tight. It’s two sizes smaller,” She complained as the button on the high waisted skinny jeans remained spread wide apart. “Let me see” he approached her and with one powerful tug he buttoned her up. The pressure in her bladder returned to hit her like a freight train. She winced as the volume trapped inside her bladder sloshed and crashed to find space.
     
    “How do you feel Yoline?” He snarled at her.
    “Just a moment ago it was okay, and I am about to burst – AGAIN!” She fought the waves with her life.
    “That’s awesome! Your bladder is containing a lot already and yet you are not losing control. You will have a lot of controlling to do tonight”.
     
    As they waddled to the bus stop, Yoline’s suspicion grew. She pestered him to know more, but he turned deaf ears to it. Once they boarded the bus, he revealed his grand plan. “Yoline it’s time we build your bladder. We are going to Holiday city is the perfect chance.” Her eyes popped out in horror. God no! Is he planning to make me hold all night?  She screamed in her mind.
     

     
    “B-But that is 12 hours away from here. I c-can’t hold for that long!”
    “Well, Yoline, I am not going to ask the bus to stop for you.” He plainly said as the bus moved.
    “Darius please this is not funny. You know how much I have to pee just in a few hours after my full pee. You stopped me mid-stream and it is fucking boiling inside my bladder.” shot a pleading glance at him while pointing towards her flattened belly and tightly clad crotch.
     
    “Your thing appears so swollen under those jeans! That thigh gap, that seam of the denim ruthlessly forming a camel toe. My goodness it’s so tight and juicy.” Darius slightly tapped her pussy. A coin sized spot formed immediately. Yoline dug her hand into her crotch. “Good. Keep fighting Yoline. No bathroom breaks tonight!” She shot him a glare that could melt steel while she muttered under her breath, shifting uncomfortably in her seat.
     
    Two hours into the drive Yoline was completely drenched in sweat. All the pent-up pee was not fully pumped by her kidneys into her bladder. “Darius please h-help! I am going to explode.” He moved her hand away from her crotch. That coin sized spot had grown into the size of a tennis ball. Her body shuddered as she clenched her muscles tighter. “We still have 10 more hours to go Yoline. You can hold it, trust me.” He remained resolute. Another spurt shot into her jeans, growing the patch. “I c-can’t! See. . .” He simply ignored her pleas and drifted to sleep. Poor Yoline was on her own now. Every little leak made her gasp for air and despite her teeth grinding efforts, she kept dripping into her jeans.
     
    After three more hours the bus finally pulled into a roadside diner. Toilet. . .There’s a toilet. Need to pee, need to pee. Yoline hurriedly tried to get up, waking Darius up in the commotion. He grabbed her arm and glared at her. “Darius, I will LITERALLY WET MYSELF!” She begged. Her butt was wet, and the seat had a huge ass-shaped spot. He placed a plastic sheet and a towel underneath. “Sit down and control yourself.” Her face was red and contorted with lines of stress. Yoline slumped back in her seat, weeping as she saw her only chance to relieve fade into darkness. HOLD IT, HOLD IT, HOLD IT. She muttered under her breath.
     
    Another two hours into the journey, things had almost settled down for Yoline. Despite the strong dull ache, she managed to stem the leaks. The wet patch on her jeans too dried up. Perhaps, he was right. I can actually hold it till we reach. Just when she was gaining some confidence, fate decided to throw another curveball her way. A loud bang echoed through the bus. The unmistakable sound of a tire burst filled the coach. “NO NO NO NO NO!” Yoline groaned under breath. Goosebumps appeared all over her body. Once the bus stopped, people started getting down from the bus to relieve themselves. She watched with envy as passengers streamed off the bus, their footsteps quickening with the promise of another relief. She pressed her hand against her aching leaking pussy which somehow sensed that relief is nearby. I COULD LITERALLY PEE MORE THAN ALL OF THEM COMBINED.
     
    "Darius, please," she turned her face away from the window, her voice strained with desperation. "M-Mercy!”
    But Darius merely shook his head, a sympathetic smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "You've come this far, Yoline," he said, his tone filled with unwavering determination. "Is it hurting your back? Or is it burning like a UTI?"
    “N-None of it.” Yoline bit her lips. “IT JUST FEELS LIKE MY BLADDER IS BEING FILLED THROUGH A TAP.”
    “That’s how it should be – utter desperation.” Darius said nonchalant. “Stay here and control, till I return.”
     
    What Darius did next was simply unthinkable. Her eyes widened in disbelief as he returned to the bus with a towering coffee in hand from a nearby vendor. She stared at the drink with a mixture of horror.  "Darius, are you serious?" she exclaimed, as she eyed the coffee warily. "My bladder is tearing apart." She pointed towards her waist where a bulge had formed despite her tight jeans. But he remained unmoved as he held out the coffee to her.
     
    “I am making it harder just like you always say." He reminded her, his tone firm, without a hint of sympathy. "I don’t care if there’s a bowling ball under there, control yourself and drink up. If you can’t hold it, there will be no fucking either.”
     
    The fear of not getting his meat was enough to break her. With a trembling hand she brought the coffee to her lips. “I will drink it all. YOU BETTER FUCK ME HALF DEAD when we reach.” She snarled at him. Despite the shearing pain she gulped down the entire thing at one go. A warm jet spurted out. All her efforts to clench and dry her jeans was in vain. She eyed the coffee mug greedily. “Puncture it for me Yoline, will you?” He grinned slyly, watching her as she slowly punctured the bottle with her hair clip. I feel like I am piercing my own bladder, she thought.
     
    For the remainder of the journey, she just curled up on her seat hoping for some miracle. There was not a moment she could be still. Her breaths came in short, shallow gasps as she struggled to clench her sore sphincter. After four more hours Yoline woke up to the jerk of the bus coming to a halt. ‘Holiday City Junction’ she read with her half open eyes. The watch on showed 11 in the morning. 15 hours since her last partial relief. She sharply tugged Darius’s shirt to wake him up. The poor girl couldn’t speak anymore. Her life depended on keeping the lake contained inside her. Her trembling lips, hair clinging to her forehead, sweaty cleavage, the button of her jeans fighting for its life – she was a literal pee bomb. Relief was just across the road, the glorious ladies toilet. She pointed towards it, sobbing.
     
    “Not yet darling! We have better things to do.” Darius took her in his arms and stepped out of the bus. “P-please”, she managed to squeak as he carried her in the opposite direction. “Nope, brunch first.” Another torturous hour and a few glasses of water later, they finally reached their beach front hotel room. She tried to dart towards the bathroom, but he held her hand, again.
     
    “Pee or fuck?” Darius greedily asked. His member was erect like a steel shaft. Her eyes welled up. Her mind was torn between the choice. In a split second she squeaked “F-FUCK ME NOW!” He sprang into action and unbuttoned her devilish jeans with a sharp pull. But that was the undoing. His knuckles squeezed the apex of her ballooned bladder. “Aaahhhhhhh!” Yoline yelped. Her flood gates burst open. A thick clear stream of pee erupted out of her thing, drenching her the crumpled jeans, halfway on her thighs. But Darius was not stopping anytime soon. He threw the Yoline on the bed while she was still spraying piss uncontrollably. Fortunately for him, all the sexual heat and all the piss made her all juicy and smooth. He swiftly took his giant organ out and slid her in with all his might. Her body convulsed. She nearly blacked out as her strong torrent was forcefully plugged by his throbbing organ. Pain and pleasure unknown to her surged through her body. The entire bed shook, scraping the wooden floor, badgering the wall behind as he hammered her all evening. The half-dead, half-awake Yoline was flooded with dopamine as he quenched her primal needs and that too with a bladder blocked from peeing.
     
    Only when the room service knocked on the door requesting to turn it down, Darius stopped. The commotion stopped and the room filled with the hustling sound of their breath and their loud pacing heart beats. Sweat dripped from his face on hers. Her half open eyes were still rolled up and her bladder was taut as ever, plugged by his swollen shaft. Once he pulled out his cum laden dick out of her, she moaned at the top of her lungs, clawing her fingers on his back. Like a bottle of champagne, a dense stream exploded out of her splashing and gushing his torso, his dick, and thighs. “Fuck! You really had to pee!” He grinned and moved out of her way. The stream hit the curtains on the wall ahead and flew quite a few feet high from the bed. He couldn’t believe his eyes as the perfect line of piss hung mid-air for minutes. After pissing for nearly 3 minutes, Yoline passed out.
     
    Darius began cleaning the room. By the time it was dawn he had exhausted a good few sets of tissues absorbing and wiping the lustful trouble made by her muse.
     
    Chapter 5 – Push & Push
    Ever since the holidays began Yoline was constantly on highs. This new regime drove her crazy - one partial pee in the morning and one devastating drain out with relentless fucking in the evening. She didn’t even realize but her morning measurements were consistently between 1900 to 2000ml. One fine evening after their earth-shattering session Yoline cuddled up to Darius. Her body still glazed with sweat, and a concoction of pee and cum.
     
    “I don’t think I have ever thanked you enough Darius. Thank you for helping me to achieve my ultimate dream.”
    “What ultimate dream darling?” He pulled her closer, fondling her perky boobs.
    “You know having an iron bladder, being able to hold it all day.”
    “Woah! All day – are you serious?” He replied with a hint of challenge. “I think you are still miles away from that.”
    “Why would you say that?” Yoline seemed offended.
    “For starters, if you have really mastered your bladder you will keep denying your needs NO-MATTER-WHAT! You will not turn down drinks or look for a toilet or try and make things easy for you. That’s the definition of an Iron bladder.”
     
    “Ooh sounds intriguing!” She winked at him. Darius grinned and passionately smooched her. She gladly spread her legs for another night long hammering.
     
    The next morning, when Yoline woke up she immediately covered her nose. The room was filled with stench of pee, sweat and cum. Her bladder reminded her of its nagging presence. Normally, Darius would be ready with the measuring jar as soon as she woke up, but today was different. He was still asleep but his comment from last night kept echoing in her ears. It changed her personality opening up a more determined more egoistic side of hers.
    Maybe it’s time that I prove him wrong. Maybe I CAN ACTUALLY HOLD IT AS LONG AS I WANT!
    She resolved to herself and turned to wake Darius up. When he woke up, he kissed her and proceeded to get the jug. But much to his surprise, she grabbed his arm. “I have decided – I don’t want to pee today!” Confidence abounded in her voice. Her pussy wet with arousal. “Is it my birthday today?” He grabbed her. What followed was another bed breaking round of sex.
     
    Around noon, Yoline begged him to stop. “If I cum one more time, I am going to pass out Darius. Please stop.” He gladly obliged and proposed to take her for lunch. Before she knew they were headed to the beach, and he couldn’t stop ogling. Her orange hair bouncing and playing with the wind. Her milky white legs shimmering in the morning sun. Her body language though normal screamed of discomfort – stiff and measured. She was holding her mobile and a 2-litre water bottle in one hand and the other hand remained on her belly. With measured steps she led the way to a nearby beach restaurant and took a sun lounger. “Did you buy this swimsuit from the toddler’s section – its squeezing the life out of me.” She said half annoyed, half aroused. “And why black of all the colours? I am boiling inside.” Darius smirked and continued to ogle at her, starting from her sweaty pushed up cleavage, all the way to her tightly clad bladder bulge and her swollen camel toe.
     
    “Would you like to order something?” A bikini clad waitress arrived. She broke him out of his lustful trance. Yoline grunted at that sudden interruption as her bladder made its presence felt again. It was taking absolute concentration to keep up with the façade and only her reward kept her going on - his thick massive organ squeezed inside his little trunks. Unfortunately for her, one of the reasons he chose this beach restaurant was their unlimited fishbowl sized juice combos. When their order arrived Yoline’s eyes fell on the gigantic glass of juice. “You can contain that right?” he teased her. A chill went down her spine, but Yoline kept her calm. “Easy-peasy” she chuckled and started gorging through the brunch. Before he could understand, she gulped down the entire juice was gone. She even called the waitress to refill the drinks. “I am just going to chug this thing. . . Bottoms up!” She knowingly stared at him and lifted the giant glass to her lips with both hands. An hour later, brunch was finished and so were their juices. “I would like to get one more refill.” She asked the waitress again, who was too stunned at her request. “Ma’am, are you sure?” she bent over and whispered to Yoline, “There are no restrooms on the beach.” Yoline however was absolutely relishing her newfound self-confidence. “Oh sweety! I will just cork myself up. I haven’t gone since last night anyways.” The speechless waitress returned with another giant juice which she chugged down in no time. Darius couldn’t believe his eyes. Cracks were appearing in her demeanor though as she tried to relax on the lounger. She was drenched in sweat and her legs were all tensed up. She didn’t shove her hands in her crotch yet but it the added triple dose of liquid was catching up with her, fast. “I am getting bored, let’s go for that dolphin ride.” Yoline proposed “Are you sure that is a good idea?.” He pointed towards her glistening camel-toe “No, no, no - it’s not pee. I won’t leak in just 15 hours – trust me.”
     
    Her body language spoke otherwise. When she rose from her seat into a standing position, her face contorted with discomfort. Her swimsuit somehow got even tighter around her midsection. But there was not an ‘Oof’ from her mouth. Soon, they were on a speed boat heaving away from the shore. The speed of the boat caused them to crash on the waves, each one acting like a hammer on her tired bladder. I CAN HOLD IT! I CAN HOLD IT! She kept talking to herself, fighting her inner bladder demons. With one hand she held the railings of the boat and the other hand tightly clawing her thighs. She was so engrossed in her battle that she couldn’t spare a moment to see any dolphins. After two excruciating hours, they were back on the shore. “How are you hanging in?” Darius asked.
    “Never been so relaxed” She lied through her teeth. Her legs were glued together as she sat down to catch a breather. 

     
    Had it not been for her volcano like arousal she would have wet herself hours ago. She forced herself to walk normally, albeit slowly. For the remainder of the afternoon, they lazed around on the beach while she kept sipping her 2-litre water bottle and some more lemonade to beat the heat.
     
    As the sun dropped to the horizon, Darius decided that they were going to the movies. Yoline fully new he was trying to get her more desperate but that strengthened her willpower. She agreed at once and soon they arrived at the theatre at 7 pm. 21 hours since her last relief. Yoline’s calm was breaking. People around looked at her as she visibly shuddered. Her legs bobbed uncontrollably. Darius, however, feasted his eyes on her wiggling butt and her predicament. Right before the movie, she insisted to get something to drink and went to the counter, tightly grabbed the edges. “I – I want the l-largest drink available.” The attendant watched Yoline in amusement as she passed on the giant fruit soda to her. “Are you sure you are not overdoing it?” Darius pointed briefly to her ballooned abdomen. It was the same jeans she wore to the holiday city and this time the uppermost button just came off flying. “Girls can hold it Darius! ALWAYS” Her resolution turned his manhood into a rod of steel.
     
    From the moment they sat, Yoline had her legs glued together. Her face etched with lines of stress, lips pursed and body rocking back and forth. But despite all the pain, she kept watching the movie or at least she pretended to. Parallelly, she kept sipping the soda like clockwork. Halfway through the movie Yoline emptied the soda. “C-Can you get me another one please?” Darius looked at her with concern, but his boner told him otherwise. He brought her a combo pack, “I don’t want to miss anything, so I brought two big ones.” She smiled with trembling lips and started sipping the 2nd one. From that point onwards, she kept changing her seating position every now and then. By the time she was done with the 2nd one, she was breathing through her mouth, rocking back and forth. The girl sitting next to Yoline yelled in annoyance, “Why don’t you just go to the bathroom? You are just so loud!” Darius watched in anticipation. “I am so sorry to disturb you. I don’t need to pee, it’s just stomach cramps.” The next moment Yoline just sucked it up and sat motionless. Needless to say, she grabbed the arm rests tightly and locked her legs into a pretzel. “Yoline, I think you should skip the third soda,” Darius chipped in. “Oh no! I forgot about it.” She just ignored his warning and did the exact opposite. When the movie ended at 10 pm, she slammed the third soda cup down, smiling at his growing and squirming dick, under his jeans.
     
    “Yoline, it’s been 24 hours. I am impressed.” He salivated at the sight of her grotesque bulge. The zip of her jeans came undone exposing her tight white undies. Suddenly he hugged her, tightly pressing the tent inside his jeans against her basketball sized bladder. When the hug ended her face was blue with the efforts. With laboured breath she said, “Darius, this is n-nothing. I will h-hold even longer.” “I know you will! It’s so sexy! Do you want to go back to the hotel though?” he asked. She on the other hand was riding a wave of pride and thoughts consumed by her primal desire to get fucked. “No. Let’s go to the club. I want to get fuller.” She announced to Darius, even though her teeth were floating with piss.

     
    At the club, Yoline chose to sit in a secluded corner. When she landed her ass on the plush couch, she sank into it, raising her knees. Her bladder further compressed shooting a sharp wave down her pee hole. But there was more to come. The DJ started playing some snazzy hits and the speakers right behind their seat started dropping bass beats, non-stop. Each beat sent ripples in her bladder, like a tsunami. Her sphincter muscles were fighting this ungodly pressure like the last few nuts of a boiler plate. She feigned a smile on her face and breathed only when needed. She was fighting the spasms on sheer willpower. Once the drinks started arriving, she started chugging. After 3 cans, a nasty spasm hit her. Even her butthole hurt like crazy. She stopped, abruptly dropping the can on the table as a devastating jet tried to escape into her undies. Darius watched the poor girl fight with all her power. Hidden from his view, her control was slipping. One hand of hers was permanently inside her jeans, fondling and rubbing her clit vigorously. Juices were oozing out of her pussy, and it was a sticky slimy affair inside her undies.
     
    Hold it Yoline. You cannot wet yourself! She muttered under her breath.
    Darius however heard her self-talk. “Can’t you clench a little harder? Or is it getting that that bad?”
    “Believe me, I am c-completely fine.” She lied once again. Her pride and arousal fogged her mind.
     
    Rivulets of sweat ran from her forehead to her heaving cleavage as she continued to drink. One hand under the table and the other for drinking the beer. A while later there was an announcement that the club was about to close. It was 4 in the morning after all. “Yoline, there’s still two cans of beer left. Don’t waste it please.” He commanded. She hurriedly grabbed the cans and gulped them down. GOD! I AM BURSTING! IT’S JUST TOO MUCH NOW! I’VE BEEN CONTROLLING MYSELF FOR OVER 30 HOURS WITHOUT A SINGLE PEE. She pushed her jeans further lower to accommodate the additional liquid. “I feel light-headed. Can we go back please?” She fidgeted like a mad woman and the low seat of the couch made it worse. Crossing-uncrossing her legs, sitting on her heels, scratching her calves – she tried everything to keep herself under corked up. As they got up from the seat, the movement sent a shockwave to her sloshing bladder. It revolted furiously and tried to push a jet almost escaped her control. She squeezed her muscled with all her might and tripped on the floor. Her eyes were welling up and she again shoved her hands inside her jeans. “The last two cans are breaking you, isn’t it?” Darius teased her. “N-No, my legs are cramped after sitting for so long.” Yoline vehemently denied her needs once again. He was salivating, his manhood could be mistaken for a steel rod. He couldn’t wait to pin her down and have the best sex of his life.
     
    After half an hour taxi ride they reached the hotel. It was 5 in the morning now. 31 hours without a single pee break. As soon as they got inside, Yoline crashed on the bed and hastily pulled herself out of her skintight jeans. She was drenched in sweat, writhing in pain. She curled up on the bed and shoved her hand in her crotch, rubbing and clutching at her humongous bulge. Every drop of liquid she consumed since the evening before the previous day was now pumped in her bladder. Her skin was stretched, and the bulge jutted out at least 3 inches from her petite body. Darius slowly approached her and made her sit and forcibly parted her legs.

     
    She looked as if she was possessed – red eyes, body smelling of sweat, her thighs and crotch full of scratches. Her knuckles were white as they clutched her pee hole shut. Darius slowly kneeled in front of us and places his hand on the apex of her bladder, “Woah! It is warm, hot almost?” As he continued to feel it, drool fell from his lips onto her thighs. “Will you be able to take it if I squeeze it?” She forced a smile. The next moment Darius squeezed her organ with all his might. She screamed in pain and finally a few drops leaked into her cum stained undies. “Should I stop?” He grinned. “N-No. Keep going.” He played with her bowling ball like bladder for some more time, while she wriggled in pain, throwing her legs in every direction possible. Her façade was long abandoned by her.
     
    And before she knew they were both naked. Her world had shrunk down to her throbbing pee hole. HOLD IT BITCH. JUST HOLD IT. She kept cussing herself as Darius slowly proceeded to give her a nice juicy oral. “Yes Yoline, hold it if you can.” The moment her tongue touched her labia she gasped for air and grabbed his hair tightly. Her sphincter was getting torn apart. After 33 hours of holding in a swimming pool her brain was shooting signals to relax to her systems to just explode the climax. On the outside, she was nearly in a fit of pleasure and pain. It was not long before which he pulled her closer and squeezed her bladder with his hands and dug his entire mouth, sucking and slurping her throbbing womanhood. Her body was drenched in sweat. Veins on her legs, her neck and forehead stiffened with the ongoing battle of holding and climaxing. A few drops started pushing its way out mixed with cum. She was losing the fight. Every fibre of her being wanted to cum and pee at the same time. “D-Darius” she squeaked, “P-please have mercy I...I don’t want to pee in your mouth.” She finally admitted. Little did she know the amount of cum and pee she had already spread on the bed. Darius, however, took the cue and proceed to whip his thing out. Her eyes widened in shock looking at the way it shined with pre-cum and veins all over, “How is – is it bigger today?” “You find out.” Darius cunningly smiled and thrusted into her with all his might.
     
    “OOHHHHHHHHH!” Yoline’s moaned aloud in pleasure. The gargantuan size of her bladder not only protruded externally but also internally. “You’re so solid even on the inside.” Darius grunted as he felt her bladder blocking him from going further in. He pushed her legs into air, maximizing the penetration. Yoline screamed even louder this time and finally surrendered. Her bladder had no more room. It was squeezed to an inch of its life. His dick pounded it like a piston and his weight squished it like a hydraulic press. Her sphincter could not bear the pressure anymore. It just ruptured open. The sensation of relief surged like electricity throughout her body. Her brain opened up the valves of all the feel-good hormones pushing her to an immediate ecstasy of highs. Her womanhood started firing orgasms as if blowing soap bubbles. She was in orgasmic overdrive. Like a tap of cum burst open just like her bladder. Just into his second thrust, he started feeling the hot liquid gushing in her insides. He ramped up the thrustin. Thanks to the log like girth of his dick not a drop could escape unless a gap opened. And when it opened, her boiling piss and frothing cum sprayed out like a jet. The white bed turned translucent in just a few minutes. Her nails bled into his arms, his back, and his neck. Dawn turned into morning and then into noon. Her bladder plugged by his dick was still screaming for a relief, barring the few sprays here and there. They fucking continued, just like animals. His biggest fantasy was finally fulfilled and so was hers. They were complete together. Their bodies exhausted but their desires not. Their bed shook so much that one of the legs broke, making a loud bang. All the incessant sinful orgasms gripped her senses to make her scream louder and louder.
     
    The hotel finally called up the emergency services to get them to stop. Even when the door broke open the duo tried to signal them to stop but the officers pulled them apart. And then the unthinkable happened, they both burst open. Streams of thick white liquid gushed out of her pussy, thicker and more ferocious than ever. Anything that came in front of Yoline’s pussy was pushed, drenched, or destroyed. The floor, the officers, the curtains, the table, the couch next to it, the carpet – nothing was spared. She shrieked aloud as the hot piss was finally free from all the pounding and the tiny confinement. The hissing sound could be heard throughout the corridor along with her screams. 4 and a half minutes later, her stream just stopped abruptly instead of trickling down. Her bladder forced everything out like a compressed canister. Finally empty after 38 hours and countless drinks. “I thought she was pregnant when we came here but all of that was her pee? SHE IS FUCKING FLAT NOW” The lead officer was stunned.
     
    Soon they were thrown out of the hotel by the wet officers. Darius was carrying Yoline in his arms, who was still high and foggy. They left behind a room wrecked with cum and piss all over, a few wet officers, and bank balance lesser by 10,000$ fine. As he carried her to the bus stop, she giggled,
    “That was the best sex ever Darius.” He smiled at her nodding in agreement but she kept on blabbering, “but now I want to train your bladder.”
    “That’s the best part Yoline, I only use my dick for sex.” 
     
    “What does that even mean?” Yoline asked still reeling with the high of her earth-shattering piss and orgasm.
    “Keep guessing”, he smiled as they boarded the bus.
    Their lives changed forever from that day onwards. A normal piss was not in their dictionary anymore.
     
    - - - The End - - -
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    Resch reacted to huberp76 in 2 Boys & 2 Girls   
    Peter was the driver, his friend was sitting beside him and the two girls were sitting on the back seat.
    After about one hour on the motorway said Peter that they will stop at the next rest stop for a fast breakfast.
    So they did, the girls did take care that they didn’t drink too much, because the day will get a long day for them, especially for their bladders.
    Peter‘s friend excused him self for the toilet and said „just for safety, because it will be the last opportunity for the next 2 or 3 hours.“
    The girls could not even smile about that, because they did know that they wouldn’t get a chance to wee for the next 12 or 13 hours. Peter didn’t go as well.
    It was already 10 am as they arrived at the amusement park.
    There were so many attractive opportunities and the girls could choose which they used.
    At 1 o clock they went for a lunch, neither of them has been at the toilet until then.
    Peter and the girls not after they did leave their home and Peter’s friend not until breakfast.
    “How are you girls? Do you have fun?“ asked Peter.
    “Oh yes we have a lot of fun and it is absolutely great here, but you don’t really want to know how we are, you just want to know how our bladders are and if we would need to wee.“ answered Sandra.
    “And how are your bladders, are they full? Are you both needing to wee?“ asked Peter.
    “What do you think? They can’t be empty after holding it since nearly 8 hours, but you must know how it feels, you didn’t piss as well since that long.“ said Sandra‘s friend.
    Peter‘s friend went again to the toilet, Peter and the girls not.
    Peter likes it to have his own bladder full and to hold it, especially if he is with girls together who have their bladder full. This way he could better imagine what the girls are feeling.
    Sure for him that the girls should have to hold it longer and that their bladders should get fuller, because girls are so sexy and they make so horny when they are desperate to pee and don’t go, or can’t go.
    The afternoon went away so quickly because of so many attractivenesses.
    Peter was getting more and more horny, because of his own pee need and because of the imagination of the full girl bladders.
    Especially Sandra’s slim naked legs turned him on so very, very much. Sometimes he could see bare thighs up to her little panties.
    „How much warm girl wee is wanting to come out of the little hole underneath that panties?? Already 1 liter?
    It would be so great to fuck this sexy gal with her bladder that full!! I would love to feel how she squeeze her tight slit around my dick from the effort to hold her wee inside her what was waiting to come out so urgently.“he thought to himself with a boner in his shorts.
    At evening they went for a dinner, it was not a real dinner, it was more a snack at a fast food restaurant.
     Before they did leave went Peter’s friend again to the toilet.
    “That is not fair! My bladder is so very, very full, i need to wee since hours , we have been holding it for so long!! Can we girls go as well before we leave?“ ask Sandra’s friend.
    ”Oh no, you may not! Our deal is no wee from your home until back to your home.
    It was a very expensive day for us boys and you girls have to pay that high price with your bladders. Your bladders must get filled to the limit, or a little bit over the limit. We want to see you girls as desperate as any possible.” said Peter.
    ”Okay, we try to hold it, but you hold it as well, you don’t go to the toilet now and you promise that you will stop anywhere before we will wet our panties.” answered Sandra.
    “Okay but before we leave we take a last drink.“ said Peter.
    The girls agreed unwilling. 
    On the way to the parking lot, they met a group of guys which they know from their soccer team.
    They stopped for a small talk and one of the boys whispered to our 2 boys “You should bring your girls to a toilet before they do it in their panties.”
    ”Why do you think that they are needing to wee?” asked Peter.
    ”Because we have seen you standing in line a while before and the girls had their legs tight crossed and were rubbing their knees. Believe me, they are needing to wee very badly, i have a eye for girls who are desperate to pee!“ said the boy.
    “Didn’t they tell you that they would need to go? Didn’t they ask for a loo?“ wanted the boy know.
    “I see you have really a good eye for that and i think it is turning you on!!? We know that they are needing to wee very bad, they didn’t wee since 5.45 in the morning and we don’t let them go, they have to hold it until they are at home.“ said Peter.
    “No and never are they will be able to hold it for 3 hours longer, they will piss themselves long before, they will overflow your car.“ said the guy.
    “They have to hold it because we simply don’t stop for them.“ answered Peter.
    “Good luck and much pleasure with them.“ said the guy and then they went to the car.
    This time was Sandra sitting beside Peter, because he wanted to see her wonderful, sexy legs moving from needing to wee so badly and Peter’s friend was sitting beside the other girl who was even more sexy for him.
    “ I don’t know how i will survive the next 3 hours.“ said the girl as she was getting in the car and pressed her thighs hard together.
     
     
     
     
     
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    Resch reacted to huberp76 in 2 Boys & 2 Girls   
    „We will do our best.“ answered Sandra.
    “Another, you both should wear either super short skirts or small super short shorts. Your legs should be nude, we want to see so much as possible of your naked skin, maybe you show us your panties underneath your skirts.
    It will be a very expensive day for us boys and therefore we want to have as much as possible fun and pleasure with you girls.“ said Peter.
    “I understand and i know  you boys will have the most fun when we girls are needing to wee like crazy but don’t go.“ answered Sandra.
    “Exactly!!“ replied Peter.
    At that special day picked Peter and his friend the two girls up from Sandra‘s home.
    Sandra‘s friend did stay overnight at her home to save time.
    It was 6 am the girls were already waiting in front of the door.
    Sandra was for Peter the sexier of the two girls, she was more slim, nearly skinny and had good shaped slender legs, exactly how Peter loved it. For Peter’s pleasure she did wear a very short skirt and did show a lot of her slim, naked thighs.
    The other girl is more curvy and did wear denim short shorts and a denim T-shirt to be able to show her curves better . Peter’s friend loved her body type more.
    “Have you girls done a good pleasant morning wee wee? asked the boy.
    “Oh yeah, we piss already twice, once after getting up and a second time before leaving.“ answered Sandra and smiled.
    “Your bladders are now totally empty, they are ready to get filled up, or better to get overfilled “ said Peter.
    “It is so exciting for us boys that you girls will spend the whole day with us and don’t use even once a toilet.
    I love it so much to imagine how full your bladder’s will be when we are back here late in the evening.“ continued Peter.
    “We are excited as well, but we are afraid about the imagination to have to suppress our bodily needs the whole day long. I don’t even want to think about how painful this can get.“answered Sandra.
    “Great that we are all excited and i hope that it becomes a great day for all of us .“ said the boy.
     
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    Resch reacted to huberp76 in The love island!   
    Peter was still lying with his head on the girl’s belly especially there where her overfilled bladder was bulging out of her usually flat abdomen. 
    Her bladder was like a softball and for Peter was it the best and sexiest pillow what he could imagine. On and off he moved his head and pressed harder on her bladder to make her strong urge even stronger.
    ”Uhhh fhhhh ohhhh ahahhhh.” moaned the girl with a silent voice, when Peter pressed to hard, but the girl was letting him do it, or better she had to let him do it.
    Unbelievable what a discipline and what a bladder control that girl had. She didn’t wee since more than 27 hours, her poor bladder  was so full and was getting tortured, squeezed, pressed and pushed so hard, but she did not leak even one drop. Her little bikini panty was still dry between her wonderful slim thighs over her sweet wet slit.
    Just as unbelievable was the offer of the boy. Peter was bi, he spent already some nights with boys, but never before a night with a boy and a girl together in only one bed. Into the bargain with such a dream couple.
    ”May i please go now? But you didn’t give me an answer of my question, should i come in your room after dinner?” asked the boy.
    ” Sure you may go and yes i would love that so much if you spent the night with us.” answered Peter.
    ”When did you have your last pee?” wanted Peter know and pressed deep and hard in the boys lower abdomen.
    The boy tensed all his muscles to hold his urine back in his young body.
    ”Not after my morning pee and i will not go until we meet. I promised you that i’ll bring you my bladder very full for the night .” replied the boy smiled and went away.
    The girl started to be very tender to Peter and Peter responded her tenderness.
    They kissed, he caressed her smooth, young body. He stopped at her swollen belly and asked “ do you need to wee very urgently?”
    She told him that she would be not allowed to talk about her bodily needs, except he give her explicit permission.
    Sure that Peter gave her permission, because he wanted to talk with her about her needs and about her full bladder.
    ” I would already need to wee very urgently, i had to go pretty bad as we went to sleep last night.”answered the girl.
    ”And how will you stand it until tomorrow?” asked Peter.
    ”I don’t know, but i have to endure it, i have to hold it, if you don’t let me go.” replied the girl and was rubbing her body against Peter’s body and kissed him again very tender.
    He slid her panty between her thighs aside  and pushed one finger deep inside her.
    It was so unusually for Peter, that he did that in front of other people and that he did not care a little bit about others and that the others didn’t care about him and about what he was doing.
    That was another rule of the love island that nobody did care about what others were doing. 
    Peter wanted to go for a drink to the beach bar with his girl and he wanted to see if there will be other girls and boys with swollen bellies and crossed legs.
     
     
     
     
     
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    Resch reacted to huberp76 in The love island!   
    Peter could not believe what happens at the moment, not even in his hottest and widest dreams he could imagine something like that.
    He was getting kissed from a beautiful girl which was holding her wee since the day and the night before in her bladder   and his penis was in the hand of one of the most beautiful boys he had ever seen in his whole life.
    He could feel the young, smooth skin from both on all parts of his body, he had to be careful not to cum  too early, because he wanted to stay horny for much longer to enjoy this situation.
    Aroused and horny as hell asked Peter silently “ How long can we make her hold? What do you think, how much longer will she be able to hold it?”
    ”I don’t know it exactly, but i am sure still a long time, i think we don’t let her go today and then we will see what will happen .”answered the boy.
    “That will be absolutely impossible, she can never bear up until tomorrow, she told me that she has not weed since yesterday morning.” said Peter.
    ”She will be able to endure that, you will see that  she can.”said the boy.
    “What is about you?” wanted Peter know. “Can you drink what you want and pee whenever you want?” asked Peter.
    The boy told him that the rules for the boys and for the girls are the same.
    There is just a difference  between personal servant and free service girls and boys.
    The personal servants are owned by the guest and customers, they have no rights, not even the right to relieve oneself.
    Many guests , especially guys know about this rules and love it to make our girls hold their urine for long periods of time, because they love girls full to burst and desperate to pee.
    On the other hand there are females who like it to torture us boys and don’t let us pee for hours on end.
    They say that it is absolutely unfair in your culture and in your society that women and girls have to hold it but boys and men can go and therefore they want to see how boys act when they are needing to pee very bad but are not allowed to go.
    “Some of the ladies can be very evil to us boys. They fill up our boy bladders until we nearly burst. Some of the men like that as well.”he said.
    ”If you walk around and look, then you can see many of us who are made to hold, you can visibly see how their bladders bulging out. The bigger their bladder the longer they had to hold, the more urgently and more badly they are needing to pee.” said the boy.
    ”And what is about you? Is your bladder big and strong? Are you good in holding?” asked Peter.
    ”We are all good and strong, we are all good trained, but yes i can be very good if i have to be!”answered the boy.
    ”Would you like to overfill my bladder to see me suffer?” asked the boy.
    ”Oh yes, i would love that!” answered Peter.
    Peter was lying with his head on the girl’s belly. No pillow could be better than the girls full bladder. He could feel the fullness and he could feel how the girl tensed all her muscles to keep her wee inside her when he rolled his head on it.
    ”Should i come to your room after dinner and should i stay overnight? “ asked the boy.
    ”We could have a great night in a threesome!  Your servant girl will be very, very full to that time and i would not pee  until then to bring you my bladder very full as well.” said the boy and smiled.
     
     
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    Resch reacted to huberp76 in Full bladder date!   
    Another possibility for to end the story!?
    The girl waked up because of her urge to pee at 6 in the morning.
    Her urge was painful and her bladder was hurting her so much. It was impossible for her to sleep anymore, it was also impossible for her to hold her wee back any longer.
    Her bladder was at the limit of her load bearing capacity and she was at her limit of her endurance.
    ”Sorry, but i can’t any longer, i go to the toilet now.” she said and wanted again out of the bed.
    ”No You will not go, you will hold it like i have to do it!” said the boy and was holding her back in the bed.
    ” You make me wet my own bed if you don’t let me finally wee.” she answered.
    ”You will not wee in your own bed, you are no more a little pee girl, you told me that you are not weak, you told me that you are a strong girl, then show me how strong you are.
    I have not pissed since yesterday morning, my bladder is near to burst, but i have to hold it until after 8 until your parents leave.
    You weed like a little girl between the cars late at evening yesterday. I am holding the urine from all the day and all the night in my bladder and i have to be able to hold it for 2 or 3 hours longer, you have to be able as well. I don’t let you out, i don’t let you wee, even you wet your bed, you have to hold it with me, you have to suffer with me!!!” said Peter very dominant.
    Each of them had a bladder big and hard as a bowling ball in the belly. Each of them was needing to pee unbelievable urgently and very painful and each of them was absolutely horny.
    It was not easy for the boy to push one or two fingers in the girls slit,  because she had her sexy, slim thighs crossed and knotted  very tight.
    He caressed her swollen belly, he massaged her firm bladder. He could feel how the skin is stretched over her bulging bladder and he could feel how she tensed all her muscles when he pressed just very lightly on her lower abdomen.
    Peter did love to torture that girl and her so much overfilled bladder that way it was making him so horny, that he HAD to fuck her.
    He wanted to put her thighs apart but she didn’t let him. “We can’t do that, i will not be able to keep my wee inside if you fuck me.” said the girl.
    Peter didn’t let him stop, he pressed her knees and her thighs apart and lay with all the weight of his body on the girl’s body.
    She was trembling from needing to wee so bad, but she was able to endure that pressure without to let only one drop of urine out of her.
    Peter fucked her first very tender and then more and more heavily. Whenever he pushed hard and deep in the girl, whenever he pressed his bulging bladder against the bladder bulge of the girl, he could feel how she squeezed her tight slit hard around his penis.
    Sometimes he pushed one hand between their bellies and pressed soft on the girl’s bladder to make her urge unbearable.
    The girl wriggled under his body, she moaned and whined, but did stay closed.
    Her sphincter must have been a block valve and her will to endure pee urge pain must have been great as well.
    As soon as they had their climax, as soon as the horniness went away, they wanted just piss their pain away, but they could not, her parents were still at home.
    ”Sorry!” said the girl “ i can’t stand it any longer, i go now to the loo. I am really sorry about it that you have to wait.”
    ”No, absolutely no, you will not go, you will suffer with me!” said the boy and did hold her tight.
    It was so new for Peter, usually when he does his longtime holds, when he is full to burst, he takes a much needed piss as soon he is cuming, but now he still could not go for hours.
    It was already so painful for him, but it would be easier for him to endure it, if he can torture the girls bladder. No pee  for her for hours, she has to hold it with him together and she has to suffer with him together.
    He entwined with his body the girl’s naked, slim body and did hold her tight for nearly 2 more hours, until her parents was leaving.
    ”Oh my God, let us get up, let us finally piss!!” said the girl, but Peter was already horny again and started to fuck her a second time. He did never before fuck a girl with his bladder full from 24 hours and the girl on the other hand, did never before get fucked with her bladder full about to burst.
    After their second climax, they had no more time to wait, they went as soon and as fast as possible to the bathroom.
    The girl could no more stand upright, she walked with little steps, rubbing knees and one hand between her thighs to the bathroom. She could not  prevent that some drops of wee were  running down her wonderful naked legs.
    Peter was walking also bent over and with one hand squeezed his penis shut to the toilet.
    The girl was starting to piss before she was able to sit down. It was jetting out of her with full pressure and a loud hissing sound.
    She could not stop to pee for a  eternity, Peter could not wait for so long, he pissed with no end in the sink beside her.
    They agreed that it was torture pure what they did, but it was the hottest sex and the greatest night they ever had and they agreed that they would do that again.
     
     
     
     
     
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    Resch reacted to Golden Guard in All Day at Hexside (The Owl House)   
    Chapter 5: Desperation Education
     
    Summary:
    It's hard to focus in class when you need to pee.
     
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    Luz couldn't focus in class. This happened often with Luz, but today it was extra difficult cause she needed to pee. While the teacher droned on about the history of potion magic, Luz focused most of her energy on holding her bursting bladder. She had her hand gripping her crotch. She would cross and uncross her legs. She squirmed around and rocked back and forth on her chair. And as badly as she needed to pee, she couldn't imagine how bad it must've been for Amity. It was currently a bit after half past nine. Luz had only been holding it since a bit past midnight, but she's been drinking a lot of water since then. She wanted a full bladder to hold in solidarity with Amity, even if that meant taking the painful decision to skip her morning pee. Amity had been holding it for 19 hours. Luz shuddered trying to imagine how badly Amity had to pee right now. Noticing the time, she took another two gulps of water. She crossed her legs tighter as the liquid entered her body. They figured out that Amity had to drink about two gulps every half hour she was awake to keep the dehydration curse at bay.
     
    The sudden noise of pouring liquid sent a wave of desperation to Luz's bladder. The teacher was demonstrating some ancient potion making technique called "streamed titration", or something like that by pouring a flask of liquid from up high into a cauldron on the floor. Luz doubled over and tightened her crossed legs even more. She felt so close to leaking that she regretted going commando for today. The sound of one stream of liquid falling into a bigger volume of liquid was torture for Luz. She clenched her muscles tighter and tighter, so much of her willpower was being used to prevent her floodgates from leaking into her pants.
     
    Shortly after, the bell screamed, signalling the end of class. Luz gripped her crotch harder to stave off another wave of desperation. Then, she slowly got up and hobbled straight to the bathroom.
     
    The temptation to pee was super strong, but that's not why she was there. She just wanted to stuff her pants with some toilet paper to provide a bit of buffer in case she leaked. She hobbled into a stall, grabbed several strips of toilet paper and stuffed it down her pants.
     
    Then, she made the mistake of staring longingly at the toilet. It caused her bladder to spasm. Luz quickly jammed her hand to her crotch, but it was too late, she already started leaking. Then, she shoved her hand down her pants so that she could directly plug her pee hole with a finger. For the first few seconds she could feel her pee gushing out, warm liquid forcing it's way through the small gaps her finger couldn't plug. Though a combination of clenching her urethral sphincter and jamming her finger into her pee hole, she managed to stem the flow and it stopped after about 10 seconds.
     
    Her urethra was screaming in agony at the denial of more relief and when she opened her pants to check the damage, the toilet paper was all soggy, and the inside of her pants were a bit damp, but luckily, nothing showed up on the outside. She pulled it all out and tossed it into the toilet. Then, she grabbed more toilet paper to dry her crotch and damp pants and tossed that in the toilet too. Finally, she got another several strips and stuffed more back into her pants. Being somewhat satisfied with the situation, Luz decided to leave for her next class.
     
    It was the class Luz looked forward to the most every Wednesday: Abominations. She found it cool that witches could create and control slimy creatures to accomplish all sorts of tasks for them that went beyond fighting. It was super convenient to have them carry the heavy school textbooks instead of carrying them around in your backpack. Luz didn't know how she'd ever be able to perform such a complicated spell. But she envied witches like Amity that did it all the time with ease. And Amity was another reason Luz liked this class, they sat together in the same row and often passed notes to each other. Amity refused to do it at first, but eventually, Luz was able to get her to do it too with her hyper realistic Azura drawings.
     
    As Luz hobbled into the classroom and to her seat, she noticed Amity had a grimace on her face with her eyes shut tight. Her body looked like a pretzel with how she was crossing her legs and holding her crotch. Luz knew that Amity had two consecutive classes in this classroom, so a thought crossed her mind that Amity had been in that position for quite a while now since she didn't need to leave her seat between classes. "Hey, how ya holding up?" Luz asked.
     
    As soon as Amity heard Luz's voice, she stopped what she was doing and pretended like everything was normal. "Great." Amity said with strained grit.
     
    Luz sat down next to her and quickly crossed her legs. "I know this is difficult for you. Much more for you than it is for me. I actually leaked a little in between classes." Luz said with a blush.
     
    After hearing that statement, Amity's cheeks were dusted pink and she replied, "I haven't leaked yet. But I don't know how much longer I can stay dry."
     
    "Wow, you have such a strong bladder Blight, you should teach me your ways." Luz responded.
     
    Amity rolled her eyes and replied, "It's a trade secret. But maybe I can teach you one day... For the right price."
     
    "Ooh, you drive a hard bargain Blight." Luz said. Both girls giggled at that silly exchange before the teacher announced that class was commencing.
     
    Luz thought that having a full bladder while in class was distracting. But she was wrong. Having a full bladder while witnessing your friend's potty dance beside you was extremely distracting. Luz couldn't find the focus to keep her eyes on the board at all. Instead, she was either focusing on holding her own pee, or she was sneaking some glances at Amity's pee dance and it was a sight to behold.
     
    Amity was shaking the entire time. Her legs were just permanently twisted up like a Twizzlers™ stick. She was rocking back and forth and squirming around. And every few minutes, she'd grab her crotch. When she wasn't grabbing her crotch, she kept her hands close by, gripping the hem of her shirt. Luz was able to hear some of Amity's quiet moans and groans, and it happened several times throughout class. It seemed like Amity was also having trouble focusing as her eyes were clenched shut half the time.
     
    Luz found herself entranced by Amity's movements. There were a few times when Amity caught her staring and Luz had to look away towards the board pretending like she was taking notes. But her mind was racing a million miles a minute and she couldn't process what the teacher said or wrote.
     
    Suddenly, Luz heard a gasp from Amity and looked over. Amity had a worried look on her face and had her left hand buried deep in her crotch. When she finally managed to compose herself, she saw Luz looking at her with worry so she quickly wrote a note with her right hand and passed it along to her. Her left hand stayed glued to her crotch the entire time.
     
    Luz picked up the note, it read:
     
    "I just leaked a little. I managed to stop it though."
     
    Luz blushed while reading that. She also noticed that Amity's face was totally red, no doubt from having to strain herself from holding her pee. She wrote a sentence below Amity's and passed it back to her:
     
    "Is it visible?"
     
    Amity looked down and had a slightly relieved expression on her face. She wrote something and passed it back to Luz:
     
    "No, I think this counts as a minor leak. It's not significant and definitely not intentional."
     
    Luz gave Amity a reassuring smile and wrote another message back to her:
     
    "You've got this! Your endurance is strong, just like Azura's when she ran a marathon across the continent of Xadia!"
     
    Amity shot a smile back at Luz for her encouraging words. But it quickly turned back into a grimacing frown as she gripped her crotch harder, desperately trying to prevent another leak.
     
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    Eventually, it was time for lunch. Luz clenched all her muscles in response to the bell screaming at precisely 11:30 am. Then, she slowly stood up and turned to face Amity. Amity was still sitting down with a pained expression on her face. Her legs were still twisted up tightly and a hand was glued to her crotch.
     
    "Luz... If I stand up, I'll pee..." Amity whispered. They were the only ones in the room so it wasn't necessary, but Amity felt so embarrassed at the moment. She was openly holding herself like a child in front of her crush, desperately trying to prevent herself from wetting her pants.
     
    "I can carry you to the cafeteria." Luz suggested.
     
    Amity's eyes shot wide open and her face became a darker red. "What?!" Amity exclaimed.
     
    "If you're unable to stand up, I could help by carrying you to the cafeteria." Luz repeated.
     
    Amity couldn't believe that Luz was this nice. She was now paralyzed imagining being carried by her crush to the cafeteria...
     
    "Hello, Boiling Isles to Amity. Are you ready to go?" Luz asked. "I packed all your things for you already since you were too busy, uh, you know, holding it..."
     
    Amity snapped out of it and felt her heart flutter. She was sure her face couldn't get any redder than it already was. Luz was so caring and thoughtful. Titan, what did she do to deserve a friend like Luz? Hopefully, they can be more than just friends eventually... "Ok, I'm ready." Amity replied with a nod.
     
    Luz was able to scoop Amity up with ease. But once she was carrying her, she realized that exerting her arm muscles made it harder to hold her own pee. She felt a wave of desperation and had to cross her own legs momentarily before slowly hobbling to the cafeteria.
     
    Luz was carrying Amity bridal style. It felt like the easiest way to carry her with how Amity kept the rigid shape of her doubled over body to help her hold her pee. Amity wished she could enjoy the moment. She wished she could enjoy how close she currently was to Luz. She wished she could take a moment to smell that delightful lemony scent that her brain has now associated Luz with. But she was just in pain the entire time. She could feel all of Luz's slow footsteps as a pain to her bladder. She didn't dare take her hands away from her crotch, and her legs were beginning to feel pins and needles from being crossed so tightly. Amity needed to pee very urgently.
     
    As they entered the cafeteria, they got stares and there were whispers. The way that Luz was carrying Amity, the weird position Amity was in, and Luz's awkward walking drew in everyone's attention. Luz finally reached her usual seat next to Willow and Gus and then gently placed Amity down. She immediately grabbed her crotch and crossed her legs as she began to feel her urethra throbbing during the tail end of that walk.
     
    As soon as Luz sat down too, Boscha came over. "Hey Amity and dweebs." Boscha quipped. Then she turned to face Luz, her face immediately turning sour before asking, "Why were you carrying Amity like that?"
     
    Luz gave an equally sour look back to Boscha before responding, "You know exactly why. Amity can barely move thanks to that stupid everlasting oath you made her take yesterday."
     
    Boscha looked over at Amity and smirked. Then she looked back at Luz and said, "Well, that's her problem. You don't have to help her."
     
    "She's my friend, I will help her whenever she needs help!" Luz responded. She was squirming in place. Her bladder felt so full.
     
    Boscha turned back to Luz and stared at her for a moment. Her face lit up as she realized "You have to pee too, don't you?" Boscha asked.
     
    Luz nodded, "Yeah, so what?"
     
    "Why are you doing it? You didn't take the oath." Boscha replied.
     
    "I'm holding in solidarity with Amity. Your oath was a very mean thing to do and I wanted to make sure Amity wasn't alone in this." Luz responded.
     
    Boscha just laughed at Luz's response. Then, her face turned to a frown, she looked dead straight in Luz's eyes, shooting sharp daggers with her own pupils and said, "It's also entertaining seeing you squirm around too. But, I don't ever wanna see you carrying Amity again. Otherwise I'll make your life a living hell. Understand round ears?"
     
    Luz just stared back at Boscha in silence. But she still maintained the righteous anger in her face.
     
    "Boscha, get lost!" Amity managed to yell out loud enough to make everyone at the table jump. Kids at neighbouring tables glanced over to see what the commotion was about. Luz crossed her legs tighter as her bladder spasmed in response to the sudden loud noise.
     
    Boscha made a "hmmph!" sound before turning around and walking away.
     
    "Sorry about that Luz. That was very mean of Boscha." Amity said, breaking the silence at the table.
     
    "It's ok Amity, we're in this together, we'll show Boscha that we can't be messed with!" Luz exclaimed.
     
    Luz, Willow, and Gus continued to eat their lunches. Amity didn't eat anything. She wasn't hungry. She needed to focus all her energy on holding her bladder. She didn't want to do anything to needlessly stretch or strain her bladder and she felt like eating was enough to strain her very overstretched bladder. She continued to squirm around with tightly crossed legs and a hand glued between them jammed to her crotch. This was bad, Amity could feel her urethra throbbing. She was on the brink...
     
    Luz felt bad for Amity. She could see how much pain her friend was currently in and she felt a fraction of that pain with her own full bladder. She glanced over to Boscha's table and saw her staring at them smirking. It made Luz's blood boil seeing Boscha take pleasure in their suffering like this.
     
    Suddenly, Luz heard Amity moan softly, and then she let out a loud gasp. Then, Amity exclaimed "I can't hold it any longer!" and she stood up and bolted out of the cafeteria doing the weirdest jog Luz had ever seen.
     
    Luz decided to go follow her, she stood up and waddled towards the exit that Amity took. Luz didn't see where Amity went after leaving the cafe. But based on what was going on, she made an educated guess and hobbled towards the girl's bathroom.
     
    END OF CHAPTER
     
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    A/N: This chapter was #NotSponsored by Twizzlers™, those things are disgusting, but I thought they'd make a good metaphor XD.
     
    Thank you to mourn365 for beta reading this fic!
     
    Also, to all you chemists out there, I am aware that the procedure I described is nothing like titration, I just needed a fancy science-y sounding word to add some flair to that scene.
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    Resch reacted to huberp76 in 2 Boys & 2 Girls   
    2 friends went to a music event. They had to go about two hours per car to the destination where the event happened.
    2 girls, also friends, wanted to come with them. They did know each other from the school, but not really good because the girls were one year younger( a little over 18) and therefore they didn’t go to the same class.
    The driver stopped for petrol at a petrol station on the motorway before they arrived at the city.
    Another reason for the stop was to use the toilet, because it was usually that there would  be always long lines in front of the loos inside the stadium.
    The toilets at the petrol station were in a separate building.
    The boys went in a urinal and as they came out, they saw that one of the girls wanted in to the ladies, but couldn’t get in because the door was closed.
    “Tough luck!“ said one of the boys and smiled.
    Both of the boys did like it if girls hold their pee and both of them was turned on about this situation.
    “You have to go inside for the key.“ said the other girl.
    “Oh no, I don’t want to do that, i can wait, i am holding it.“ answered the girl and the boys did love it.
    The boys did love it, because it makes them horny when a girl is holding her wee inside her, they did love it if a girl was holding her urine back in her bladder even when her bladder was  very full and it was turning them on very much if a girl  suppress her urge, even when her urge is already very, very strong.
    It seemed that it would become a great day for the boys, though both of them.
    When they arrived,  there were already many cars at the stadium parking lot. There was a long line at the entrance because of the security check and inside there was a very long line in front of the ladies.
    “I told you that you should have gone at the petrol station.“ shouted the girl to her friend who didn’t go for the key, for during a wee.
    “Don’t worry, you don’t have to wait for me, i am holding it.“ answered the girl with the full bladder.
    “Until the end? You are crazy, that will last  some hours!“ shouted her friend again.
    “It seems that there will be no other way for me.“ answered the second girl.
    “Can you really endure that for so long?“ asked one of the boys full of lust.
    “I think that i have to!“ answered the girl and they went inside in direction stage.
    On the way bought on boy a large Coca-Cola for each of them, especially for the girls and for to fill their bladders.
    They had standing room and wanted to stand as near as possible in front of the stage. They could not leave the place for the whole concert, because it would have been impossible to get back to their place.
    More than 3 hours was the girl standing with her bladder full since hours.
    On the way to the parking lot, has been near the exit the  toilets. The line in front of the girls room was much longer than before.
    ”Oh my God, i need to wee so bad! That coke was not a real good idea for me.” said the girl who was needing to wee already on the way to the stadium. She crossed her legs very tight to demonstrate her need and her urge.
    The girls were both very good looking, they did wear both super short, low waist shorts  so that their bellies and their legs were nude.
    To see how the girl crossed her bare legs from needing to wee so bad, made the boys totally horny.
    ”We have to wait for her, she will piss her shorts and your car seat, if we don’t let her go now.”
    ” No, i will not do that, i need to go indeed very badly, but i can hold it, you don’t have to wait for me.” answered the girl with her overfilled bladder.
    ”What is about you? Don’t you need to go as well? You also have not weed.” asked one boy.
    ”Sure that i would need to go too, sure that my bladder is full after all that time, but i have been at the toilet before leaving, but she did not wee even once since her early morning pee. . She is full to burst.” answered the girl.
    The boys penis were getting visibly in their shorts and the girls overfilled bladder was visible as well, it was bulging out of her flat belly.
    ”Are you really able to hold it for 2 more hours?” asked the driver.
    ”I am!! I will be able !! Let’s go finally to the car.” answered the girl.
    On the way to the car, pissed the 2 boys against a tree, the girls were getting in the car with their  bladders very full.
    One hour later caressed the “holding girl” her swollen belly and said” my poor bladder is about to explode, it is already up to my navel. You 3 can’t even imagine how bad i am needing to wee.”
    ”My friend is crazy, she always put it off until she is full to burst. She is a masochist, she tortures her own bladder, but that can’t be healthy to hold it back for so long. I think we should stop somewhere for her.” said the girl.
    ”Should we?” asked the driver.
    ”It would be absolutely a relief for me to wee now and to piss that nearly unbearable “pee urge pain”away.
    It would be already really very necessary.” replied the girl.
    “I think that will be not necessary, you have been holding it for so long, you will easily be able to bear up for one more hour, or would you wet my seat if i don’t stop?” asked the driver.
    ”You are such a evil sadist, you know very well that it is painful for her to hold it, you know that her bladder hurts her, but you don’t stop to let her pee, because you are one of the guys who loves it to see us girls suffer from needing to wee so bad.” said the friend from the bursting girl, with her own bladder as well already painful overfilled.
    ” That matches, i am a sadist and she is a masochist, why should i stop? There is absolutely no reason for a stop, or are you needing to go? Do you want to the toilet?” asked the guy and smiled sadistic.
    ”Sure i would need to go, you boys went twice and we girls not even once. That is not fair.  She didn’t wee since more than 15 hours! Can you even imagine how that feels?” asked the girl a little bit angry.
    ”Sure i can imagine that and i love to imagine it, because you know that i am a sadist.” answered the boy.
    The “bursting girl “ opened the two top buttons of her shorts to give her bladder more room. Her bladder loved it and pushed her belly skin out to a large hemisphere between her hipbones.
    A little longer than one hour they were  at the girls home.
    “I can’t close the buttons anymore.” said the girl. The boys turned around and could see the large bladder of the girl bulging out of her lower abdomen.
    “That is amazing, i have never before seen such a big bladder.” said one of the boys.
    The girl on the other hand was proud of her bladder and about her holding ability, but could not even stand upright anymore outside the car.
    She was waiting bending forward and with her sexy legs tight crossed for her friend.
    ”That was a great day, but the greatest of all is your bladder.” said one boy.
    ”We should  next time make a “no toilet day trip” with you girls!” said the driver.
    ”Food and drinks would be free for both of you, but no permission for the toilet for you girls!! Would that be a good idea for you 2 ??
     
     
     
     
     
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    Resch reacted to Rexone_312 in Rexone Story Commissions   
    Yoline vs Darius - Part 1/2
     
    Chapter 1 - The Beginning
    ‘Yoline Chiara’, the name tag on the table shined in bright afternoon. And just like it her forehead glistened with the beads of sweat. She rocked back and forth in her chair, clutching the hem of her maroon pencil skirt. She flicked her golden-orange strand of her hair behind her ear and pretended to listen to the online meeting. From the other side of the camera people couldn’t guess what was the 35-year-old up to. Truth be told, she hated long meetings, especially in the second half of the day.  Thankfully, she had her own cabin with a serene view of the sea. Perks of being the owner, of a popular local magazine. She was furiously tapping her foot now, awaiting the clock to strike 4. The fabric of her dress stretched tightly over the humble bulge on her bladder. A drop or two of sweat dripped from her forehead on to the keyboard.
     
    Yoline cast a glance at the empty jug of water and the coffee mug, in front of her. Her bladder throbbed relentlessly. The first few drops escaped the clutches of her trembling labia and formed a spot on her tight undies. She hurriedly turned the laptop camera off, and tried to shove her hand in her crotch, nearly breaking her perfectly polished nails. The thick fabric of her skirt wouldn’t budge. “I need to stop this stupidity of extra liquid from now on.” She cursed herself and rose from her seat. There were just 7 minutes left for the meeting to end. The office-girl entered her cabin and refilled the 2-litre jug. The gurgling sound dropped like a hammer on Yoline’s bladder. Once the office girl left, she sprang up from her seat and leaned on the table. Her legs tightly glued to each other. A tingle went down her body as her aching pussy quivered for attention.
     
    “I NEED CUM SO FUCKING BAD! ALL THIS PRESSURE IS MAKING ME CRAZY” She screamed in her mind.
     
    As the clock struck 4, she slammed the lid of the laptop and tried to run towards the door. Her tight pointy formal shoes did not exactly help her cause. “Just across the floor, and then you can have your glory Yoline.” She tried to pep herself up. After steadying herself, Yoline pulled the heavy glass door. Her pussy quivered; her toes curled as another drop escaped into her already damp undies. Little did she know that she was about to meet the man of her life. She bumped into a man right outside the door.
     
    “Howww may I helpppp you?” Her words were strained, fists closed, and calves tensed.
     
    “Are you alright Ma’am?” a manly voice reverberated. When she looked up, her body shuddered with arousal. There stood a man, dressed sharply, his chiselled jawline met a sun-bronzed neck, the hint of a stubble added a touch of rugged charm to his handsomeness. He was at least half a foot taller than her, and shoulders on which she could perhaps sit and a physique that could give Jack Reacher a run for his money. He was the manliest man she ever met.
     
    “Oh dear” the freckled beauty felt herself getting wet but this time not with pee. Before she could even utter something proper, her bladder sent a huge wave. “I.. I have to attend something reeeealy important right now... Do you mind waiiiii-tinnngggg?” She half-sang, half-curtseyed and rushed to the bathroom. She didn’t dare raise her head, walking with one hand covering her face. Once inside the bathroom, all hell broke loose. Another spurt jetted out and another, as she tried to open the door of the cubicles. But all were occupied. She squatted down in despair, grunting and breathing shallow. Her muscles seemed to be on fire. She had overestimated her capacity and an accident seemed imminent. The world around her shrank down to that little, stressed pee hole of hers somehow still withholding her pent-up pee.
     
    After an eternally long minute, a door opened. “Ma’am are you ok? What’s happening, Yoline?” A girl was shaking Yoline, who was still squatted in front of the cubicle. It took her a few more spurts to get back into senses, “Pee – pee, I need to p-pee!” She inadvertently blurted out. The girl understood her situation and helped her to get to a cubicle. Once inside Yoline was rapidly panting, her legs bouncing and twisting frivolously. She yanked down the zip of her skirt with such brute force that her manicured nails chipped off. Her clenched butt draped under the semi-transparent undies hovered and gushed over the WC. Her bladder didn’t give her a chance to even sit – it simply tore through her sphincter. She hurriedly tried to pull her undies down, but they won’t budge. “Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!” She cursed herself and wrestled with the duct tape tied around her waist to secure the undies tightly to her skin. Her torrent was unrelenting, and she tore open the duct tape nearly ripping her skin.
     
    “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh”, Yoline groaned with pleasure as her vigorously rubbed her clit, while her hot pee splashed and gurgled through her fingers. Eyes half open and drool dripping from her lips. The sound of her pissing shocked the ladies outside. They hushed and giggled as the outpour continued. A steady stream of pee gurgled into the WC, splashing her butt. Her heartbeat gradually returned to normalcy. After a 50 second performance she stood up with a bitter mood. She yanked wet damp undies up and wiggled back in her maroon skirt. She glared herself at the mirror while washing her hands. “You pathetic loser!” She kept murmuring to herself and furiously unlocked her mobile app. A timer was running on it. She clicked on it and her screen flashed with a number “9H 15M”. She begrudgingly returned to her cabin.
     
    Once the door was shut, she couldn’t hold herself back. “WHY CAN’T I HOLD MY PEE FOR EVEN 10 HOURS! FUCKING IDIOT!” She screamed at herself and turned around. A chill went down her spine. Darius stood there looking at her in disbelief. “Fuck! I forgot” She whispered. Her face reddened and throat dried.
     
    “Looks like you forgot I was here Yoline.” Darius broke the awkward silence. His manly voice sending her in a fit of orgasms.
     
    “I. . .I can do whatever I want in my cabin. Keep this to yourself or else I will get you thrown out.” Yoline came back with a shaky distracted voice. “Is he having a boner?”, she couldn’t believe it. For the first time in her life, a guy had a raging boner by her mention of pee.
     
    “Relax. I am your new ‘PERSONAL’ assistant, Darius. Remember?” Making air quotes in his hand. “Besides I would actually be disappointed if you wouldn’t try to hold it. I like my bosses - strong” She gulped down her throat. This hunk of a man was her personal assistant and someone who encouraged her to hold it on their very first meet.  “Oh yeah! Yeah of course. I am strong. I will make sure to live up to your expectations” She sheepishly smiled as she felt her undies squelching with her juices.
     
    Chapter 2 - Yoline’s Birthday
    Yoline’s libido was taking decisions on her behalf now. Right from the next day she arranged a small table inside her lavish cabin for him and a brand-new laptop. He gladly accepted it. And as his first action, he acquired access to her calendar.
     
    “Hmmm… What are these yellow and blue dots on the calendar?” He asked Yoline as he synced it to his phone.
    “They are nothing, just ignore them.” Yoline’s face was red as a tomato.
     
    As days progressed, he observed a few peculiarities of Yoline. Every morning around 9 a new yellow dot would appear on the calendar. Throughout the morning, she would sip water from her calibrated jug and enter something in her phone. Right after that a blue dot would appear on the calendar again and more soul or follow with each glass of water. The more the number of blue dots on her calendar, the more flustered she would get. He heard her faint moans as she worked, her hands always below the table. By the lunch time she would be very restless and fidgety. After lunch, she always had her hands under the desk after lunch time. The cabin would fill with the creaking sound of her chair rocking back and forth. The office-girl would come and re-fill her jug and soon more blue dots appeared on the calendar. As she got more frantic – she would sit, pace around, and again sit down. The creaking sound increasing every minute. Her responses would be mono-syllabic and forehead glistening with sweat. Between 3 to 4pm everyday she would dart out of the room faster than an Olympian. Upon returning she keyed something in her phone, which created another yellow door on the calendar. Every time he asked her where she would rush to every afternoon, he got only dodgy answers from her. “Getting a coffee”, “I got a phone call”, “The delivery guy is here”. 
     
    Deep down he knew what she was up to. His manhood would immediately throb non-stop merely looking at her bulge underneath her formals. This game of yellows and blues continued even after the office hours. Unlike Yoline he only touched himself once he was at home. There were sparks flying between them. A bit of flirting here and there, a bit of touching, a bit of hugging.  Her clothes got tighter, neckline plunged and push up bras became a norm. He started wearing her favourite cologne and bought her flowers each day. All they needed was a trigger. 
     
    One night Darius saw a yellow dot pop up on his phone. A cunning idea struck his mind. He suddenly dialled Yoline on the pretext of some office work. As he guessed, he heard the sound of the flush going on faintly in the background. Darius’s suspicion for confirmed that Yoline had a strict schedule for hydration and bathroom breaks. That night he beat his manhood so much that he smelt of cum long after he was done. On the other hand, Yoline felt so naughty hearing his voice during such a private moment, that she drained all her vibratory.
     
    “I WANT HER”, Darius determined himself. He devised a plan which started a day prior to her birthday.
     
    He deliberately picked her up early in the morning, before the first yellow dot appeared on the calendar. He caught Yoline off-guard and didn’t let her take her urgently needed morning pee. Right after they got to the office, he executed the next step, a long overdue townhall with employees in the first half followed by a critically important meeting in the afternoon – a meeting that would decide the future of Yoline’s magazine house. He didn’t let her step aside even for a second. Even lunch was served right on her table. Throughout the afternoon, he kept her on her toes.. “It’s going to be a blue dot day Yoline”, he smirked to himself as the office-girl kept her coffee mugs always filled to the brim. Around 4, when Yoline was crossing and re-crossing her legs frantically. As soon as someone suggested taking a break, she stood up. “DAMN! I need to act fast.” She thought to herself.
     
    Darius however held her hand firmly. “Yoline, you gotta pee? We still need to finalize the concluding slides.”
     
    His firm grip and commanding tone made her surrender, “N-no of course not! I can hold it” She clenched herself as hard as could. Each time her bladder spasmed she felt her juices leaking into her undies. The fabric was sticky and cold. Every time she crossed and un-crossed her legs, the moistness rubbed against her labia. She felt butterflies in her stomach. “The pressure feels so good. I just want to cum on it – pleassseeee!” Her inner voice was begging to her own self. She could barely form sentences and embarrassingly faltered while delivering a long ass presentation. Had it not been for Darius they would have lost the contract. By 6 in the evening, the meeting came to a successful closure, and they won the contract. As soon as the investors left, Yoline sprang from her seat. Her back arched forward, one hand unbuttoning her pencil skirt and legs trembling. “TIME FOR A PISS-CUM NOW!” Yoline tried to hobble out of the room.
     
    “Where are you going Yoline?” Darius asked, his tone more commanding than inquiring.
     
    “I just needed, I remembered, I f-forgot to my phone at my desk.” Despite all her fatal attraction towards Darius, she couldn’t admit her need to pee and otherwise to him.
     
    “Oh, don’t be silly. It’s right in your pocket.”
     
    Darius held her hand and took her straight to the parking. “C’mon now, we are celebrating today.” Yoline was frantic now. A big spurt escaped into her undies as she got into his car. Her hands flew down to her crotch, brazenly. AAs her fingers rubbed her pussy, a current of desperation and arousal electrified her body. Darius was salivating at that sight. A tent formed in his pants. “Yoline don’t do that. People are looking.” He gently removed her hands and fastened the seat belt. “Ow!” Yoline yelped.
     
    Darius smirked, “Why are you so tense Yoline?”
     
    She bit her lips tightly, “I AM HOLDING A LAKE AND TSUNAMI OF CUM INSIDE!” Only if he could hear her inner screams. All she could manage to say was, ““I … It’s nothing.” She then signaled him to drive. After an hour of crawling in the peak traffic, they reached a pub. “W-why are we here Darius?” Her words were shaky.
     
    “Well, did you really think I wouldn’t know?” Darius pointed towards the neon signs. “Unlimited beer for birthday girls.” She winced at the mere mention of ‘Beer’.
     
    “You seem antsy, Yoline. Any problem?” Darius seemed to challenge her. She didn’t want to upset Darius who was the only person to remember her birthday and also took her. She vigorously nodded her head saying, “N-no. I will be fine.” Insider her mind she was screaming, “I AM BURSTING TO PEE!”  Her desperation had reached new heights but her prospect of jacking off was dwindling down.
     
    Once inside, Darius got her to sit on a high stool. She could feel his gaze piercing down her crotch and her tightly clad body. He placed his hand at the small of her back, “It’s her birthday – let the beers flow.” She nervously smiled and grabbed the chilled pint of beer. Her bladder angrily spasmed forcing her to squish her legs together. That however led to a domino effect on her clit. “Ohhhh GOD! I am going to explode.” Her breath was labored, and eyes fluttered. She could blow off steam from her ears. After forcing down a beer, a nasty spasm hit her badly followed by a mini orgasm. She nearly jumped off the stool and tried to rush to the ladies. But Darius wasn’t going easy today. He pretended not to hear her and pulled her to the dance floor. He began to groove to the music, cunningly aware about Yoline's internal struggles. She, on the other hand, was torn between getting up close with him and making a run for the bathroom. As the rhythm caught pace, Darius spun her around. Yoline was caught off-guard. A few more drops leaked her confinement. “DON’T PEE! DON’T PEE! DON’T PEE!” She tried to distract herself with thoughts of arousal. But the torture continued as he pulled her close and started to rub himself to her back. His manly grip was firm on her waist. Even if she resisted he made her grind, twist, and bend. Her arousal and desperation kept climbing higher. In a foggy state of mind, she downed a few more ‘Darius-insisted-beers’.
     
    Yoline was in bladder crisis mode. She smiled through gritted teeth as she attempted to keep up with her grind with Darius. After her 7th beer, her tortured bladder couldn’t take any more. A huge spurt leaked, forming a tennis ball sized patch on her skirt. Her face turned red with embarrassment as her crotch felt the sudden warm sensation. She cast a glance at the ladies room. The line could go to the moon. She only has a few minutes to act. “D-Darius, I don’t feel good. Can we p-please go home?” Darius pretended not to notice the wet patch on her pencil skirt.
     
    “Are you alright?”, Darius asked, fully knowing that she was not.
    “I had too many beers, I just feel nauseous.” She squeaked. Though aroused like never before, she knew her bursting need to pee had far exceeded her greed to cum.
    “I understand.. Let’s go to my place, it’s closer,” Darius played his masterstroke. She tried her best to avoid it but every word she spoke weakened her control. Once they reached his place, Darius gave her a tall glass of lemon juice and some light food.
    “W-why the lemon juice?” She asked horrified.
    “To eliminate the alcohol effects BABE”, he said, suggestively.
     
    Not wanting to offend him Yoline downed all of it. The pressure was getting so unbearable that pulled the waistband of her skirt away from her bulge. As the cool of the lemonade hit her bladder, another spasm hit her. “I can flood his apartment right now.” She thought. “D-Darius, my clothes stink. Do you have anything I can wear?”, she frantically came up with an excuse.
     
    “Of course. Come with me”, He took her to his bedroom and pulled her into his walk-in wardrobe full of soft satin shirts. “You can change here.” He quickly came out before she could say anything. Inside the room she was pulling her hair. Her heart beating in her ears. She yanked down her unforgiving pencil skirt, which had mercilessly flattened her bladder. “Jeez I look pregnant”, she wept as her eyes fell on the mirror reflecting her bruised skin and her distended bladder. Another spurt pushed past iron control landing onto her crumpled clothes.
     
    Her labia were swollen, and a strange pulsation overcame her suddenly. Without a second thought she started rubbing herself vigorously. With a bladder containing nearly a day’s worth of pee, she came in quick session. She was on the floor, with her legs spread apart and her fingers squishing, tapping, circling, and rubbing herself like no tomorrow. It didn’t take her long before her long awaited mega-orgasm of the day started building up. After two painfully long minutes her body finally convulsed to a cataclysmic orgasm. Her eyes rolled back, mouth wide open gasping for hair. Her legs shook violently, and toes curled as her fingers ravaged her wet sticky pussy leaking with pee. And then BOOM! She exploded. A thick semi-solid slime of her juices oozed out of her throbbing pussy. It leaked out of her tight underwear and started to spread on her legs and then onto the floor. Before she could exhale another one erupted and she groaned with pleasure. It sounded more like a scream outside the door.
     
    “Yoline, are you alright?” Darius called out for her, breaking her trance. She hurriedly sprang out of the wardrobe. Her hand still cupping her leaky pussy. When she spotted the bathroom door, she nearly cried in joy. She waddled towards it, thighs squishing against each other. Her hand was just an inch away from the door know when Darius grabbed her hand,
     
    “That’s the bathroom silly. The bedroom’s through the opposite door.” Darius proceeded and then suddenly stopped, “Wait, I will just put your clothes in the washer first.” A chill went down her spine. “What if he touched the wet patch on her clothes? What if he stepped on my cum? What if they stank?” Yoline panicked and hobbled right behind him. But it was too late. Darius picked up her bunch of clothes stained with her freshly oozed cum and and warmed with pee. He slowly turned to Yoline, “W-wait I can pee..I mean explain.” She was absolutely frantic now. Her legs never still for a moment, body drenched with sweat and bladder pushing down her undies obscenely low.
     
    “Yoline... Your underwear’s wet too. What can you possibly explain? Did you just wet yourself in my home?”
    “I... I... Am sorry. It’s coming out. I have.. Haven’t peed since yesterday dinner.”
    “Why?”
    “Because I.. I didn’t want you to think that I.. I am weak.”
     
    “So, what now?”, Darius slowly removed his shirt and picked her up. She yelped in despair and a strong jet of pee gushed out onto his hands. “Hold it,” he commanded. Her face went blue with the strain of clenching. He brought her out of the room, each step hitting her bladder like a hammer. A cake was kept on the table.
     
    “Darius, you didn’t have to do this?” Yoline grabbed herself tightly as he gently placed her on the couch. The drips were coming out steadily now, like a leaking faucet. “C’mon now.. Cut the cake.” Darius extended his hand. Her eyes welled up. “I want to... But if I take my hands away, I... I might explode.” A huge boner formed in his pants instantly much to her surprise.
     
    “Yoline, you got to decide. What’s more important for you – peeing or this?” He pointed towards his stretched humongous bulge. Yoline’s pupils dilated at the prospect. For the first time since the morning, she was not thinking about taking a pee. She drooled greedily. Darius knew that look. “Pee or FUCK?” Darius slowly unbuttoned his jeans. “FUCK. . .FUCK ME HARD DARIUS!” She couldn’t resist his charm anymore. The next moment he carried the spurting and leaking Yoline to his master bedroom and pinned her down on the bed. The white bedsheets were immediately stained with patches of pee wherever she landed her quivering pussy.
     
    Darius began teasing her. He slowly rubbed and tapped his thick warm fingers on her throbbing squelching pussy still wrapped under the tight wet undies of her. With the other hand he pressed on her bladder, gradually increasing force. Yoline’s body, shining with sweat writhed in front of him. Before she knew Darius was all over her. His fingers tapped, and squeezed and rubbed and tickled her constantly squirting pussy. Her eyes rolled up and fingers clawed into his shoulders and arms as he ravaged her with his tongue.  Minutes turned into hours, his face got drenched with her pee and cum, which he deliciously licked. It was 3 in the morning now. “Darius! I want you” She pleaded. Her words could barely reach his ears. But he was ever attentive. He whipped down his pants and briefs, sheathed a condom on his veiny dick, already dripping with pre-cum. She screamed in ecstasy as he thrusted himself into her juicy pussy.
     
    “GODDD! IT IS TEARING ME APART!” Yoline gasped as he filled her with her organ slowly. But Yoline was far too eager. She grabbed his butt and pulled him closer. He got the cue and rammed his manhood all at once. The entire block heard her scream of pleasure as he pounded her. His dick was squeezed tightly inside her warm, clenched organ. “Wow! I feel like there’s a bowling ball inside.” Darius whispered to a whimpering Yoline. The nerve endings inside her were overloading her brain with pleasure and pain at once. He savoured the fullness of her bladder as his tip rubbed and poked her bladder. On the outside her kept a firm hand on the apex of her bulge. Little did she know he was a machine when it came to fucking.  Hardly 2 or 3 thrusts later, her brain froze. Her body was solely under his command and every few thrusts caused a shattering orgasm for her, more intense than the previous. Plop, plop, cum – plop, plop, squirt. Only when his alarm rang Darius realized he had been hammering her all night without a break. He snoozed the alarm and passionately smooched the dazed Yoline.
     
    “Don’t stop please. One more.” She groggily said, still in trance.
     
    “If I thrust you once more, you would die Yoline,” he gently whispered and pulled his veiny dick out of her, making a loud pop out. She gasped for air, back arched and hands grabbing the bedsheet. The cum over his dick could be collected into a bowl. With a smirk and a still unrelenting boner, he helped her clean and bath. When she came out fully awake, her eyes fell on the bedroom. It was destroyed just like her swollen oozing womanhood. Every inch of the bed was wet and smelled of pee – when she pressed it with her hand, pee pooled around her fingers. “I – I am so sorry about this Darius”, she could feel her cheeks burning as he hugged her from behind. His dick squishing against her clenched butt. “Did you like it though?” Yoline slowly turned her head towards him but not quite looking directly into his eyes.
     
    “You tell me, how was it? It was in your wish to get fucked on a full bladder.” Darius whispered in her ears.
    “How did you know?” Yoline gasped as he pulled her tighter to fondle her.
    “You gave access to your calendar and notes, including the personal ones, Yoline. So, tell me everything. . .”
     
    “Honestly, it was the best sex I ever had in the decade,” She could feel her cheeks burning., “All of my boyfriends grossed out at the idea of me holding my pee while having sex or they would simply stop when I would start leaking.” Yoline turned towards him, “No body really understood but I LOVE HOLDING MY PEE. The rush, the tingle, the waves of pleasure it brings, is just mind-blowing. I have a small bladder and I try to restrict myself to only three pees a day. But once I cross my scheduled time, pleasure turns into panic, and I start leaking.”
     
    “I can help you train if you want. You held for 24 hours last night; I am sure you can smash records.” Darius confidently said.
    “Will you train me? I would love to hold more and more. It’s my dream to live on only one pee a day, endure my screaming bladder for the entire time we make love and still not pee.” Yoline smooched Darius. “I will be your trainee. You be my coach. SHOW-NO-MERCY.”
    “Consider it done” Darius threw her on the drenched bed again, making love for the entire day.
     
    Chapter 3 - The Training Begins – Break
    Next day, when Yoline arrived at the office after her usual 8AM pee, her jaws dropped to the ground. “What have you done to this place?” She looked at Darius with disbelief. He transformed her office overnight - Yoline’s large wooden office desk was replaced by a transparent glass desk. The cabinets were moved away from her too. The opaque glass sheets were torn apart giving the entire office floor a clear view of the inside. When she arrived at the office she was shockingly looked at him.
     
    “Well, you ASKED me to train your bladder. All this is a part of your Rubber-bladder-crash course. We break, build, push, and sustain.” Darius pulled the chair for her, “Here’s what’s going to happen. You will drink as I say and obey my command.” She remembered about the last night and quickly complied to him. “I am always up for a good challenge. I can hold it easily for 8-9 hours. I want you to make it harder than just changing my office.” Excitement gleamed in her eyes.
     
    “Even schoolgirls can hold it for 8 hours. You will beg me for a pee, sooner than you think.”
     
    She lustfully nodded while Darius poured her the first glass of water. Little did she know what was coming for her. As she put the glass to her lips, he already poured the second one. He made sure that she downed even the last drop from both the glasses. She shifted in her seat as the water bloated her belly into her belly. Half hour into the day, the first pangs started tingling in her bladder. “This can’t be good”, she thought to herself. During the first meeting with the department heads came another two cups of tea. He discreetly slid it to her and even before she knew they were making its way into her bladder. While coming out of the meeting room, Darius asked, “By now you must be feeling quite some pressure down there Yoline, isn’t it?” For her it was not just the nagging pressure, but her arousal kicked in too.
     
    Once back in the cabin, he promptly dropped the temperature of the air conditioning by a couple of degrees and took away her blazer. The cool of the AC made her shudder and before she knew she was already fanning her legs. Half an hour later, she slouched on the chair and put her right hand below the desk. “Hands on desk Yoline. Everyone can see you.” She quickly realized her mistake and straightened herself. “Let’s fill you up more.” He called in the office-girl and instructed her to fill the jug. The office girl strutted in and ruthlessly poured water in the jug. Yoline gulped down as she saw the water level rose beyond the 2000ml mark. “All of it needs to be gone by the noon.” She looked at the clock, it was just 11AM. “Are you nervous?” Darius challenged her.
     
    “N-No”, Yoline forced a smile, “Still too easy for me.” But at the back of her mind, she was like, “I AM GOING TO BURST TODAY.” By noon, she had her legs tightly crossed and one hand resting in her lap again. “You know, working with one hand makes you slow.” Darius taunted. She nodded and removed her hand from her lap. Then came the lunch time. Yoline was blowing steam out of her ears. Her legs squishing and squirming tightly.
     
    “How do you feel Yoline?” Darius asked as he led her out to the cafeteria. “G-good. It tingles.” Came a blushed reply from her. Once in the lift they rested against the wall of the lift-car, behind everyone else. “Are you enjoying it?” He asked as he pulled the waistband of her skirt tightly. She gasped for air – her bladder sent pangs down to her pee hole and she felt herself getting wet immediately.
     
    “But I want more. Make it harder for me.” She dared despite knowing that the pressure was eventually going to surpass her arousal.
    “I have taken care of that.”
     
    Yoline’s eyes widened in horror as he bought her lunch and juices, “I will drown in all that juice Darius.”  He smirked back at her, “someone was saying – make it harder.”  Without much resistance she quietly downed the juices. Each sip made its presence felt in the bladder. By 2pm they returned to her cabin. Thanks to the jugful of juice, her pussy was on fire now. He could see her butt clenching under her skin-hugging skirt. Her body arched forward as she waddled closer to her table. But alas, her chair was missing.
     
    “Where’s the fucking chair?” Yoline’s eyes darted around.
    “No chair for the rest of the afternoon.”
    “Darius, I need the chair?”
    “Why?”
    “Because I . . I need to,” Her face was beet red, “A girl has her own needs, OKAY? If I don’t feel myself it gets difficult to hold.”
     
    “I am in command Yoline,” Darius slowly landed himself in his chair. “You may now continue your day standing. If you want the chair, impress me?” She nervously nodded and pretended to work. Truth be told, she was trying to find ideas to convince him. “I can’t handle all this pee, without a little play-time. Its throbbing so hard.” Then in a flash of the moment an idea struck her mind, “What if I drink more voluntarily and act strong? May be then he will be impressed and return my chair?”
     
    Yoline turned to Darius, “You know what, I am not desperate enough. I am going to drink more now.” The next moment she finished the remaining half of her jug and kept the empty jug on Darius’s table. “Oooh, look at my bulge now. It is so hard and throbbing - just how you like it. Can I get the chair NOW Darius?” He ogled at her from head to toe. Her slightly dishevelled hair, the sweat on her face and neck, the bands of her bra tightly imprinted against her shirt, her swollen bladder, her clenched fists, her tightly glued legs. “He is so hot! I wonder if he is undressing me with his eyes.” She bit her lips in anticipation.
     
    “Yoline, I ain’t that easy. So, you don’t get a chair till we get home.”
     
    A chill went down her spine. Her stunt failed miserably, and her kidneys pumped her bladder with fury. Within half an hour, her body language changed rapidly from ‘squirmy’ to a full-blown pee-pee dance. She had consumed almost twice the liquid than she normally would and had not felt a relief for the past 10 hours. It was a dangerous territory for her. Work was out of window now and she spent the rest of the day pacing in the room, hands on her waist and legs trembling. Any file that came to her got marked with sweat dripping from her forehead. As the clock ticked 6pm, she expectantly looked at Darius.
     
    Her lips trembled, “Darius, it’s getting bad. Can I please take a pee now? I haven’t gone since the morning. I don’t want to wet myself here in office” The fullness of her bladder had long surpassed her need to cum. The force of pee was hammering the walls of her bladder. She was huffing and puffing. Her shirt clung to her body with sweat. Face red with strain. The extra liter of water had added itself to the copious volume already contained in her bulging midsection. Her bladder was swollen outwardly in a way that it seemed like a separate attachment to her body.
     
    “That’s easy. Don’t pee and you will save some grace.” Darius remained unfazed.
     
    For the rest of the two hours, Yoline just couldn’t work anymore. One moment she hopped from one foot to the other, her movements growing more erratic. The other moment she cradled her bladder bulge in both hands with her legs pressed together. Her right foot then raised slightly off the floor, to plant it to the other side of her left foot and cross her legs tightly. “No crossing your legs. BEHAVE YOURSELF!” She almost shot a spurt, but she somehow managed to stem it. Even one small drop could ruin her light-beige coloured skirt. Taking a few deep breaths, she finally raised her head to meet Darius, “I’M t-trying. Can we please go home now?” She seemed as if she could pop any second, but she continued to bear the gigantic load of pee inside her.
     
    “First tell me how do you feel?” He asked her as they left from office. Her reply was succinct, “It is like a bowling ball in my belly.” Darius smirked and took her to his car and drove off. Once the door thud close, Yoline didn’t wait a second. She yanked her skirt up and shoved her hands down into her sweaty crotch. She craned her neck to check her undies. “They are still d-dry”, she said with a feebly voice. “Can I please pee when we get home?”
     
    “Depends on the next challenge”, Darius said and drove off to her favourite Coffee shop, “If you really want to pee, you are going to go inside, get a take-away latte, take a fake pee in their bathroom like a normal girl, and return to the car – DRY. May be then I will think.” He then dialed her phone and answered the call and kept it in her purse. He kept listening to her as she inched towards her suicide mission. She spent the next few minutes purely on adrenaline. As she placed the order, she was visibly shaking, her legs were absolutely crushing each other. Each word that came out of her mouth, weakened her control.
     
    “C-can I use your b-bathroom please?” She begged to the Barista and the next minute she was in the bathroom. The mere sight of the white porcelain bowls shot her desperation up ten folds. With a face scrunched up she entered a cubicle, closed the lid of the WC and plopped down. She pressed her hands against the wall and crossed her legs with all her might. A buzzing noise filled her ears as she channelized all her energy towards her inflamed pee hole. She spent close to a minute there fighting the tsunamis inside her. But the inevitable finally happened. Despite all her efforts, she failed. Her willpower was not strong enough to contain the steaming liquid anymore. A jet of pee pushed past her vice like sphincter into her undies. “Nooooooo!” She gasped and shoved her hand under her skirt again. She could practically hear her heartbeat in her throat. She sprang up from the seat at once and darted out, straight towards the parking. The entire café got an eyeful of her tennis ball sized patch at the back of her skirt. She hid her face with one hand and clutched her crotch with another as she waddled towards the car. The seal was broken, and her pressure was at an all-time-high. The spurts just wouldn’t stop.

     
     
    “It’s time.” Darius said to himself and drove the car towards her. “Hold your breath, un-button your skirt and sit on your heels.” He dropped instructions like a seasoned professional and sped the car faster than a bullet to his home. Throughout the journey Yoline’s head hung low and eyes remained shut tight. 20 minutes later, she felt the car coming to a grinding halt. Darius opened the door for her and almost carried her inside. From the stained seat of the car to his couch there was a trail of pee. He yanked down her skirt and rushed inside while she writhed on the couch, sobbing and drenched with sweat. Pee kept leaking past her fingers. He then emerged from his room with a measuring jug. Her lips trembled at the prospect of finally letting go.
     
    “When did you pee today?”
    “I n-need to pee please. Give me that.” Yoline tried to extend her hand.
    “I asked when did you pee last?” He commanded.
    “7 – 7AM in the morning.” She sobbed. Darius quickly noted it down, “So it’s 9pm now. You drank almost 3 litres today. Good achievement for the first day.” He then asked her to stand up and placed the jar between her milky white thighs. “You are going to pee in this – on my mark – 3 – 2. . .” A huge jet escaped into the jar, splattering onto his fingers. “Hold it.”
     
    “I c-can’t” Tears fell from her eyes.
    “YOU-HAVE-TO”, he remained firm, “Now, let’s do it again. If you spurt again you don’t get to pee. Ok? Let’s go – 3 – 2 . . .” He paused. Yoline arched forward and dug his nails on his shoulders, her body shaking violently.
     
    “GODDAMIT JUST LET ME FUCKING PISS!” Yoline screamed.
     
    Darius chuckled, “GO NOW!” Even before he finished saying it, her flood gates opened. A thick stream of pee erupted from her womanhood and gurgled pee into the measuring jug. He was stunned at the sheer velocity at which the pee was rising in the jug. She gasped for breath as her bladder deflated and the pressure gradually subsided. Her gusher however, refused to die down yet and continued to go on. He could feel the jar getting warm as steam emanated from it. He greedily looked at the mark of the jar but there was so much froth that it was impossible to understand how much she actually peed, yet. The smell of her pee hit his nose, resulting into an even thicker boner. He continued to watch her go and finally the pee rose to such a mark that even his fingers got dipped into it. He bit his lips with excitement. After a minute of peeing her torrent turned into a trickle and then stopped. Her bladder finally emptied after 14 long torturous hours and even without her touching a huge of wave of climax hit her. Her thick cum oozed out of her drenched undies and dropped into the brimming jar. She moaned aloud and then collapsed on the couch.
     
    He gently kept the jar absolutely brimming with 1500ml of clear pee and approached the tired Yoline, still panting on the couch.
     
    “D-Did I do good?” She asked in state of semi-trance.
    “I am impressed actually.” He said seductively as he slowly peeled out her soggy underwear and unbuttoned her shirt.
    “Can I please get my reward now?”
    “You read my mind. . .” Darius wasted no time and started giving her a ‘SERVICE’ that she so desperately craved.
     
    To be continued. . .
     
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    Resch reacted to Golden Guard in All Day at Hexside (The Owl House)   
    Chapter 4: Amity Goes For A Spin
     
    Summary:
    Thanks for nothing you useless Palisman!
     
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    Amity had to pee, really badly. For the most part, Luz was a smooth flyer. Besides liftoff and the occasional cross winds, the ride didn't contribute unnecessary g-forces to make her bladder suffer. Amity was doing subtle things to help her hold her pee. She was tightly crossing her legs, gripping the broom stick like a vice. And she was also slowly rocking back and forth to provide some supporting pressure for her aching crotch.
     
    During descent, Luz noticed that Amity was flailing around desperately trying to balance herself on Owlbert.
     
    "Amity, just hold on to me." Luz said.
     
    "What? Me, hold on... to you?" Amity awkwardly asked.
     
    "That's what I said. I can see you're having trouble balancing so just hold on to me." Luz replied.
     
    Amity gently hugged Luz and was able to balance herself better now. But now, she was all flustered at the prolonged contact she was having with Luz. She was warm, and soft, her hair smelled like lemons, and it felt nice to pull her in close-
     
    "Ah! Not too tight please, I still have to pee!" Luz exclaimed.
     
    "Sorry!" Amity apologized and immediately loosened her hug.
     
    A few seconds later, a Grudgby ball hit the tail end of the broom stick and they began spiraling out of control. Amity tightened her hold on Luz out of fear. They were spinning around and falling out of the sky. The g-forces Amity experienced, along with her full bladder gave her crotch an extremely weird and uncomfortable feeling.
     
    The feeling was kinda like that time when she was 7 and got on a roller ghoster for the first time with Willow. It was summer break, so the lines for the fair rides were super long. Amity wasn't thinking ahead and didn't use the bathroom before lining up. By the time it was her turn to ride the roller ghoster, she had to pee. But she waited 2 hours to get on the ride, she couldn't bail now. So she stepped in the cart and hoped the ride would be quick. The ride was quick, but what she didn't realize was that all the g-forces she'd experience on the roller ghoster were not good for her bladder. Her need to pee doubled, it felt like an invisible force was pushing on her bladder, trying to get all her pee to gush out. She felt every plummet and loop-de-loop as a pained aching in her bladder. Luckily, all her clenching helped her stay dry and she managed to leave the roller ghoster without wetting her pants. Willow was not so lucky, she left the roller ghoster with ruined clothes but for different reasons...
     
    But this broom stick spiraling drop felt worse. Amity felt like she was on the verge of peeing herself. She clenched everything she could. Her legs crossed tighter around the broom stick and her arms around Luz squeezed tighter. Both girls were screaming in fear as they continued to drop.
     
    But at the last minute, Luz was able to pull a maneuver to allow them to gracefully crash into some soft bushes. Luz still felt extreme aching in her bladder when she noticed Amity was still hugging on to her tightly. "Amity?" Luz squeaked.
     
    Amity immediately let go and said "Sorry, I didn't mean to-"
     
    "It's ok, it was a bumpy ride." Luz replied with a wink.
     
    Both girls blushed at what just happened and Luz got up first to turn away from the awkwardness. She was glad that Amity wasn't bear hugging her anymore. She still had to pee badly, but it was a lot less painful now. And thank Titan she still stayed dry. Amity didn't quite squeeze her bladder, but got close and Luz was on the verge of losing it. A tiny leak would surely show up on her rainbow coloured school uniform pants if she wasn't wearing any panties.
     
    As Luz turned around, she saw Boscha laughing hysterically. "Boscha! Were you the one that kicked that Grudgby ball into us?!" Luz accused.
     
    "And so what if I was?" Boscha replied.
     
    "So it was you! How dare you! That wasn't funny Boscha, we could've gotten hurt!" Luz ranted.
     
    "That's exactly why this is funny." Boscha quipped. She shifted her attention to Amity, who was sitting in the bush, squirming around and holding her crotch. Boscha smirked, then proceeded to walk away.
     
    Luz turned back around to help Amity up she saw Amity tightly gripping her crotch with her hands and a big grimace on her face. When she opened her eyes and saw Luz staring at her, she immediately put her hands away and squeaked "Eep!"
     
    Luz held out her hand to help Amity up while standing up with crossed legs. "Amity, it's ok to squirm around and hold yourself when you need to pee. It's a natural reaction." Luz stated.
     
    "I- I know, I'm just really shy and get embarrassed easily by this stuff." Amity replied. Amity accepted Luz's hand and began to pull herself up, but as soon as she used her core and leg muscles to pull herself up, she felt a huge wave of desperation and had to let go to grab her crotch again.
     
    "Ohhhhhh..." Amity moaned. "I don't think I can make it..." Amity stated. "I have to pee sooooooo badly."
     
    "Hey, it's ok, I believe in you Amity." Luz said.
     
    "No, it's not ok!" Amity exclaimed. Tears started forming in her eyes. "When I fail this, Boscha is going to continue picking on Willow, we'll both be humiliated, no one will wanna be friends with me and this will be all for nothing!" Amity ranted, and then she started crying.
     
    "Amity, I'll still be friends with you." Luz said.
     
    "R- Really?" Amity asked, while sniffling.
     
    Luz continued, "Yeah, it doesn't matter what happens today. I'm still gonna be friends with you cause you're an amazing person. You're smart, determined, and willing to stand up to bullies like Boscha. And you are not responsible for Boscha's actions. Willow will understand that."
     
    "I'll understand what?" Willow asked. She and Gus had a perplexed look on their faces as they approached Luz and Amity sitting in a bush looking like they crashed into it. Luz and Amity seemed stressed, and nervous about something.
     
    "And why do you both look like you need to pee?" Willow asked.
     
    Amity and Luz blushed at what Willow just pointed out. Luz was the first to speak up.
     
    "So, something happened with Boscha in photo memory class yesterday..." Luz responded.
     
    Luz looked over at Amity indicating to her that it was her story to tell. Amity took a moment to get over her embarrassment and to collect her thoughts.
     
    "... Boscha and I were partners for memory picking yesterday. And one of the memories she pulled out of my brain was a memory from that sleepover you and I had in 2nd grade. It was when you had... uh... that incident..." Amity replied.
     
    Willow's face turned a shade of red that roughly matched the hues of both Luz and Amity's faces. She knew what 'incident' Amity was talking about and was embarrassed that it has come up again after all these years. And of all the people that could find out about it, why'd Boscha have to be one of them?!
     
    Gus was oblivious as to why the three girls were currently silently embarrassed and spoke up.
     
    "What happened?!" Gus questioned.
     
    Willow internally debated about whether she should tell Gus, she looked over at Luz and could tell she already knew about this. Finally, she decided that letting her best friends know would be no where near as bad as Boscha knowing, so she decided to tell him.
     
    Willow whispered into Gus's ear, "I- uh- I wet the bed during that sleepover..."
     
    "Oh..." Gus replied. "It's ok, it happens to all of us, I- uh wet the bed often when I was five... But it doesn't happen anymore!" Gus said that last part a bit too loud, nearby students looked over at the group. Now Gus's face was just as red as the other's in their group. Everyone felt embarrassed that they were sharing embarrassing stories near the school. They were all out of earshot being by the bushes, but it still felt like they had no privacy with everyone staring at them.
     
    After a moment, Willow began to fully process what had happened and now she just felt angry. "FOR TITAN'S SAKE. OUT OF ANYONE THAT COULD'VE FOUND OUT, WHY'D IT HAVE TO BE BOSCHA!!?!?!?!!!" Willow shouted. Students began walking away and avoiding the group now. At least they had a bit more privacy.
     
    Willow looked at Amity with rage in her eyes, and Amity looked back with fear.
     
    Luz stepped between them, looked at Willow and said, "Wait, please. It's not Amity's fault. You know as well as we do that the memories get pulled out randomly. Plus, Amity has a plan to prevent Boscha from using this information to embarrass you!"
     
    Willow took a deep breath and realized that what Luz said was true. She looked back at Amity with a slight bit of anger in her face and nodded at her, motioning for her to continue the story.
     
    Amity took a moment to compose herself. She almost wet herself in fear. She crossed her legs tighter and continued her story.
     
    "... Anyways, I made a deal with Boscha..." Her voice was a bit shaky. "An everlasting oath actually. We agreed that if I'm able to hold my pee for 24 hours while drinking a regular intake of fluids, then she'll be forbidden from talking about your incident."
     
    Amity squirmed a bit after being reminded of her current predicament. Willow could clearly tell that Amity had to pee badly at the moment and decided that she was telling the truth. So many questions crossed her mind after Amity's explanation: How long has she been holding it already? Why did Boscha make such an odd request? I know Amity has been mean to me in the past, but does she really deserve this?
     
    Then Willow saw Luz squirming out of the corner of her eyes.
     
    "Wait, then why do you look like you need to pee? Did Boscha include you in the oath too?" Willow asked Luz.
     
    Luz blushed at the probing question. "No... It's a bit silly, but I've decided to help Amity through this by being her personal cheerleader. It's Boscha's fault that she's in this situation, so I'm holding my pee in solidarity with her for moral support." Luz light gripped Amity's shoulder as a physical gesture of her support and Amity tensed slight at the touch.
     
    Willow narrowed her eyes at Luz. Lately, she's been getting closer and closer to Amity. What's going on...? Willow thought.
     
    Willow decided to stop focusing on Luz (for now) and brought her attention back to Amity. She can always question Luz during their girl talks after school.
     
    "Amity, it's nice that you're doing this to stop Boscha from being able to spread rumours about me. But it looks like you're hurting yourself." Willow pointed out.
     
    "Yeah, Boscha's just being a jerk! You don't have to do what she says." Gus said.
     
    "But if I am successful. Boscha will be magically forbidden from sharing that piece of info!" Amity responded.
     
    "Amity, Luz is right. This whole thing is Boscha's fault. I admire you for doing this. But please know that I won't hate you, at least not anymore than I previously did, if this goes wrong. I'm sorry for my anger earlier, I was just really embarrassed. I appreciate that you're taking steps to repair our relationship, but these things take time. I'll still give you a chance to rekindle our friendship no matter what. I don't want you to hurt yourself though, ok?" Willow replied while Gus and Luz were nodding in agreement.
     
    Amity nodded. She felt like a weight was lifted off her shoulders knowing she'd still be on good terms with Luz (and maybe Gus and Willow?). But the prideful part of her still wanted to stick it to Boscha and see this through. After all, this reassurance from these people she cared about gave her some new found courage. It was reassurance from people that care about her more than anyone else in her life, except for Ed and Em, though they had a weird way of showing it sometimes. Even if Willow wasn't willing to call her a friend yet, she sure cares about her more than Boscha and her clique, the girls that were supposed to be her "friends".
     
    With this new found courage, Amity replied "Thank you Willow. I'll try my best to beat Boscha's stupid little oath. But it's reassuring to know you won't hate me if I don't."
     
    Amity was able to stand up now. Willow and Gus went ahead to their respective homerooms while Luz hobbled with Amity until they needed to separate to get to their respective homerooms.
     
    END OF CHAPTER
     
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    Top Secret writing notes: I included multiple references to my two favourite dragon shows in this chapter. Surely at least one reader will catch em and point it out in the comments, right? Right?!
     
    A/N: Also, Owlbert is not actually a useless Palisman here. I just wanted to make a reference. I love including references to other works in my fics and I love it when readers point it out to me in the comments, so do me a favour and point out all the references I made in this chapter in the comments please. It would make this author happy! (And go back to the previous chapters and do the same if you're feeling generous.)
     
    Thank you to mourn365 for beta reading this fic!
     
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    Resch reacted to Golden Guard in All Day at Hexside (The Owl House)   
    Chapter 3: Watching and Dreaming
    Summary:
    Amity gets some weird dreams after she falls asleep with a full bladder.
     
    DISCLAIMER: This chapter contains depictions of masturbation and mentions of genitals. Reader's discretion is advised.
    This chapter is a bit longer, I hope that means you'll enjoy it more!
     
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    "Amity, would you mind if we cuddled while we slept?" Luz asked
     
    "What?!" Amity looked at Luz in shock. Finding it hard to believe what she just heard.
     
    "I usually have a teddy bear when I sleep, but I decided not to bring it with me to summer camp, so I don't have it with me right now. Whenever something bothers me at night, I just cuddle my teddy bear. It would help take my mind off my bladder right now." Luz explained.
     
    Amity felt honoured that Luz was being so vulnerable and opening up about something so personal about herself. She already wasn't gonna say no to the cuddling, but now she just felt bad for Luz.
     
    "Of course we can cuddle. Since you're being my cheerleader, I'll let you cuddle me like a teddy bear." Amity couldn't believe she just said that out loud. But before she could give it anymore thought, she heard a loud squeal from Luz and then a pair of arms hugging her. It was nice... Amity felt like she was in heaven.
     
    The pair fell back asleep again. In the middle of the night, Amity felt a sharp pain in her bladder.
     
    "Luz, I don't think I can hold it much longer. Could you let go so that I can use the washroom?" Amity asked. She felt bad about losing Boscha's challenge so early and condemning Willow to a life of embarrassment. But she couldn't hold it for much longer.
     
    Luz didn't respond.
     
    "Luz?!" Amity asked again, but a bit louder. She heard Luz snoring and she kept hugging Amity tightly. Amity couldn't get up to use the washroom.
     
    It was useless. Amity lied in her sleeping bag as she felt her bladder expand larger and larger like a balloon. Oh Titan, it felt like it was gonna pop at any second. And then, it happened... A torrent of urine blasted out of her crotch and soaked her pants and panties.
     
    ---
     
    "Ahhhh!" Amity woke up with a jolt and shot her hand down to squeeze her crotch. Her pants and panties were luckily, still dry. But her need to pee felt much worse than before bed. The sudden movement also woke Luz up.
     
    "Ugh..." Luz groaned. She tensed up then asked, "is everything ok Amity?"
     
    "Yeah, I just had one of those dreams where I peed my pants..." Amity replied. Luz didn't need to know the other details.
     
    "Oh no, did you actually pee your pants for real?" Luz asked.
     
    "No, luckily, I'm still dry." Amity replied.
     
    "Ok, that's good," Luz replied. "Ya know, I kinda had a similar dream. I was in class and I had to pee really badly. But we were writing a test so the teacher wouldn't let me use the washroom. I felt my bladder get fuller and fuller. Then the bell rang and scared me. I almost peed. But luckily, I think you were the bell cause I woke up shortly after and I'm still dry too." Luz added.
     
    Amity blushed really hard imagining the scenario that Luz just described. Thank Titan it's still dark, cause there's no way Luz wouldn't notice how red my face is at the moment. Amity also crossed her legs tighter as imagining Luz's desperation made herself more desperate. "Well, I'm glad we're both still dry. Let's try to get some more shut eye before class tomorrow." Amity suggested.
     
    Both girls went back to bed again. But it was harder to sleep with their bladders feeling rock hard. Amity tried squeezing her crotch with a hand along with crossing her legs. Over the next few minutes, Amity heard lots of rustling coming from Luz. She looked over and it looked like Luz was tossing and turning a lot. She tried to ignore it, but Amity found it hard to sleep with the noise, in addition to her full bladder.
     
    Eventually, Luz said, "I realllllly have to pee Amity," in a worried tone.
     
    "Luz, just go to the bathroom if it's getting too painful for you. You're my friend and I don't want you getting hurt." Amity replied.
     
    Luz let out an adorable whine. Half of it sounded like a complaint to Amity's request, and the other half sounded like desperation from needing to pee. Amity couldn't help but watch Luz squirm around under her blanket.
     
    Then, Amity heard a gasp from Luz.
     
    "Allright i'llgopeeijustleaked!" Luz said in a very rushed and worried tone. She jumped out of her sleeping bag and quickly hobbled to the washroom.
     
    Amity felt a spasm from her bladder. She gripped her crotch harder. This was getting bad. Knowing that Luz was on the verge of wetting herself, and is currently relieving herself made Amity's bladder really jealous. She was partially sad that Luz was no longer holding in solidarity, but she was also glad that Luz was finally taking care of her bodily needs. If only Amity could say the same for herself. She had to double over to prevent the wave of desperation from becoming a leak.
     
    Amity looked over at a clock. It was just barely past midnight. Ugh, I'm not even half way past this stupid dare yet and I already have to pee this badly. Amity thought. Do I really think I'm going to make it till 2pm tomorrow? Then Amity imagined Luz in a cheerleader outfit encouraging her and telling her how strong and determined she was and that "if anyone can get through this, it's you, Amity Blight!" and that brought a smile to Amity's face.
     
    Then, Amity's imagination drifted to Luz's pee dance. She imagined Luz grabbing her crotch and crossing her legs. Tossing and turning, being unable to sleep due to her full bladder. A bladder, that Amity imagined had protruded significantly out of her abdomen and was hard upon touching. She imagined that her bladder was bulging as much as her tiny breasts that she totally wasn't looking at when they were brushing their teeth. The hand that was grabbing her crotch started rubbing. Why was she having these weird thoughts about her friend? It felt wrong, but at the same time, it felt so good.
     
    Suddenly, Amity felt really thirsty. It was that damn curse again. She took a few gulps from her water bottle while she was still rubbing herself. The pleasure she felt more than offset the wave of desperation she felt as the liquid entered her throat.
     
    Luz popped back into her room to grab a clean pair of panties and then went back to the bathroom again. It all happened so quickly, so there was no way Luz noticed what I was doing, right? Amity thought.
     
    Luz finally came back to bed and there was silence. Amity stopped rubbing herself and instead continued to squeeze her legs together in an attempt to fall asleep. The rush she felt from rubbing herself had helped take her mind off her bladder. This made it easier for Amity to fall asleep.
     
    ---
     
    "I realllllly have to pee Amity," Luz said. She was squirming around and had a hand in her crotch.
     
    Amity continued to stare at Luz in silence. Luz's potty dance was so mesmerizing. She stood up and hobbled to the bathroom. But it was locked.
     
    "Ner- Mmmmmm..." Luz moaned in desperation. She doubled over and squeezed her legs tighter.
     
    "Amity... I can't hold it much longer..." A few seconds after she said that, Amity heard a hissing sound and Luz's pants began to darken. First around her crotch area, but then it trickled, then flooded down her legs too. Luz's hands stayed on her crotch, a futile attempt to stop the pee from gushing out of her.
     
    Amity felt strange feelings the entire time she watched Luz like this. Especially around her own crotch feeling comfortably warmer than usual.
     
    ---
     
    Amity woke up startled. There was light coming from the window. Amity felt something wet and sticky on her crotch and feared the worst. She hobbled over to the washroom to check on her panties. "Luckily", it wasn't pee. But she definitely needed a shower now. And that was the last thing she needed because she had to pee so badly. She hobbled back into Luz's room to grab her spare "period panties" from her backpack. Luz was very nice in offering her clothes last night, but there was no way Amity was going to accept underwear from Luz without being super awkward about it. She checked the time and noticed that it was about 10 minutes before she usually woke up anyways.
     
    No point in trying to go back to sleep now. I guess I'll just have to *shudders* take a shower.
     
    Just thinking about showering made Amity's bladder spasm and she had to double over. She hobbled back to the bathroom and stared at the shower.
     
    Well, I might as well rip the band-aid off, Amity thought.
     
    As soon as she turned on the water, the sound of the water hissing and spraying out made Amity's bladder spasm stronger. She had to cross her legs, double over, and grip her crotch. A small moan escaped her lips as she fought hard to contain the bursting dam inside of her.
     
    Taking a shower was torture. Her entire body was shaking the entire time. She quickly cleaned her pits, crotch, and feet areas and turned off the water. She couldn't bare cleaning more than the dirtiest parts of her body at the moment. Her legs were tightly crossed the entire time. As she stepped out of the shower, she saw the toilet, just there, taunting her. It gave her bladder a big spasm and she had to create a pretzel with her legs. She jammed her hand up her crotch and waited for the feeling to subside.
     
    As a Blight, Amity had her fair share of being forced to hold her pee during her parents' fancy events. So she was used to the feeling of a full bladder. In fact, sometimes she even enjoyed it... But this instance was starting to become one of the worst that Amity has ever needed to pee before. She was still able to hold it in though, after all, she was conditioned to.
     
    She looked at herself in the mirror and noticed the huge bulge below her stomach. Her bladder looked almost as big as a grudgby ball. Ok, maybe that was an exaggeration, but she's never seen it this big before. She carefully dried herself and put her clothes back on.
     
    ---
     
    Luz woke up to her phone's alarm. The Good Witch Azura theme song. She noticed that Amity was no longer next to her. She had to pee again as she drank a lot to keep up with how much Amity needed to drink to keep Boscha's dehydration curse at bay. She got up to go to the bathroom and heard the pitter platter of the shower. Amity must be showering, Luz thought. The sound of water cascading onto the shower tiles increased Luz's desperation. She crossed her legs and then waddled away, back to her room. She could empty her bladder later. Or maybe she should hold her pee again in solidarity with Amity? Emptying her bladder was always the first thing that Luz did when she woke up as the urge to pee hit her like a truck every morning. She grabbed her crotch to stop another wave of desperation from turning into a leak. She jammed a finger up her pee hole.
     
    Luz thought back to yesterday and the amount of times she caught Amity crossing her legs and squirming. At first, it appeared that Amity was trying to hide her desperation around Luz. Luz did notice it most of the time though, because, well, Amity looked cute in that state. Wait, do I think Amity looks cute? Luz thought. As the day went on though, Amity got less and less subtle, but Luz kept pretending that she didn't notice for the sake of helping to maintain Amity's dignity.
     
    And Luz could've sworn she saw Amity looking at her chest as they were brushing their teeth last night. Oddly, Luz didn't mind, and even felt a bit of pride in the fact that maybe, just maybe Amity was checking out her boobs. Maybe Amity sees me in a certain light too? Luz thought. I don't wanna get my hopes up too high though... Luz added to her thought as she recalled some sad events from her past.
     
    Luz felt sorry for Amity though, because despite the fact that she's currently feeling the wrath of her morning bladder, she knows that Amity has it a much worse. She doesn't know how Amity has been able to hold it for so long so far. Luz herself was barely able to hold it for more than 12 hours. Maybe she just has a big bladder? Or she's been practicing? Or maybe...
     
    Before Luz was able to finish that thought, she let out an orgasmic moan and realized that she was rubbing herself the entire time. She took her finger out of her vagina and felt extremely guilty that she took advantage of her friend's vulnerable position to get herself off like that. But she felt her urge to pee almost disappear, and her entire body felt like it was in heaven. She definitely needed to change her panties now.
     
    Luz has masturbated to a lot of her friends before. They're all really cute after all. But this was the first time she did it to Amity. And it felt different from the other people...
     
    "Good morning Luz!" Amity announced.
     
    "Ahhhh!" Luz exclaimed in surprise. Her hand was still in her panties but luckily she was facing away from the door and was able to subtly move her hand out by throwing them into the air and turned to face Amity. "Amity. Hey! Hi Amity, Hi Amity. Hi. Amity." Luz sputtered out awkwardly. She saw how Amity's legs were tightly crossed and could barely stand still. She felt her face flush even more at the sight.
     
    "Hey Luz, I just finished showering, so the bathroom is all yours if you need it." Amity stated, while shifting her weight back and forth.
     
    "Coolio. Awesome. Great. Imma, I'm just gonna brush my teeth. I'll help you hold your pee. Ermmm, I- I mean, I'll hold my pee in solidarity with you. Again." Luz responded with a blush.
     
    "Luz, you don't have to do it again. But that's very sweet of you." Amity replied while giggling at Luz's poor phrasing. Amity had a blush on her own face and smiled at her. Then, there was a moment of awkward silence as both girls were staring at the ground trying to avoid eye contact with each other.
     
    Finally Luz got up and walked towards the bathroom. "Alright, I'll just brush my teeth now!" Luz said, a bit too loud.
     
    On her way to the bathroom, she couldn't help but think about her accidental slip up of "...I'll help you hold your pee...". What was I thinking? Was I going to offer to use my finger to help plug up Amity's pee hole? Luz felt a tingling sensation in her crotch as she shuddered at the idea.
     
    Once she entered the bathroom, she was reminded by how ruined her panties were. Well, I can't go back into my room now and grab another pair of panties, that'll be awkward. Luz thought. She decided that she would just quickly wash her crotch, dry it, and go commando for the day. She felt a spasm in her bladder as she splashed some warm soapy water onto her crotch. She cleaned it as quickly as possible and then dried it. She did her best to wipe off the mess on her panties before throwing it in the laundry hamper. She had to ensure that she was the one doing laundry this week if she wanted to avoid that awkward conversation with Eda. Afterwards, she brushed her teeth and felt her urge to pee slowly creeping back. She glanced at the toilet and that didn't help at all. She jammed her hand to her crotch and held it there for a minute. She finished brushing her teeth and walked away from the bathroom, much to her bladder's dismay.
     
    Being in a bathroom but not allowing herself to relieve her morning pee left her bladder complaining with a vengeance. As Luz left, she felt a strong wave of desperation. She waddled back to her room with a hand tightly gripped to her crotch. Right before she entered her room, the wave subsided so she tried her best to act normal in front of Amity before walking in.
     
    "Ready to head to school?" Luz asked as she entered the room. Amity was standing there with her legs tightly crossed with a worried look on her face. Luz couldn't help but slightly cross her legs after being reminded of her own desperation.
     
    "I'm not sure how much longer I can hold it for Luz." Amity said with a worried tone. She turned slightly sideways and Luz could see how much her bladder was bulging out. It was about as big as a Grudgby ball.
     
    Amity looks so cute squirming around like that. No Luz, stop having those thoughts. Your friend needs your moral support right now! Luz thought.
     
    "It- It's ok Amity, you held it this far. You are one of the smartest, most determined people I know. You'll make it through this." Luz said encouragingly.
     
    "You really think so?" Amity asked in a slightly whiny tone.
     
    "Yes, you have a strong bladder Blight. If anyone can beat this stupid curse of Boscha's, it's gotta be you!" Luz affirmed. She proceeded to give Amity a gentle hug.
     
    Amity returned the hug with a very red face. She appreciated that Luz was encouraging her. She really really liked her hugs, and she appreciated that she was gentle. Any extra pressure on her bulging bladder and she would surely lose it. But she was also embarrassed that her crush had to see her like this. Luz was being very supportive though and Amity thanked the Titan for that. She didn't know what she'd do if Luz ran away, thinking of her as a weirdo over this bizarre circumstance that Boscha forced her into for Willow's sake. She definitely had to ask this girl out to Grom now for being so amazing.
     
    "Ok Amity, as much as I like hugging, I think we'll be late for school if we don't leave now." Luz said.
     
    Amity immediately let go and faced away in embarrassment. Oh no, I really overstayed my hugging time. I really messed things up, Amity thought.
     
    "I can give you plenty of hugs after school though!" Luz suggested with a smile and a wink. Amity's face turned even redder. Is she flirting with me? I can't tell... Maybe I do have a chance with her though..., Amity thought.
     
    Just as they exited the Owl House, Eda came back home. Amity immediately stopped crossing her legs, not wanting her to suspect anything. Luz was less worried about appearances as she kept her legs crossed, though she did it in a way that looked natural for Luz.
     
    "Hey Kiddo, did you bring Boots here for a sleepover?" Eda asked.
     
    "Yeah, her parents and siblings were also out for the night and so I suggested a sleepover so that we'd both be less lonely last night." Luz responded.
     
    "Ah, well that's very nice of you kid." Eda said approvingly
     
    "Now, you better not have broken anything in my house while I was gone!" Eda said with an accusatory face.
     
    Luz chuckled, "I promise we didn't break anything while you were gone." Luz assured.
     
    "Alright, I'm happy you two weren't sulking in your respective houses all alone last night then." Eda said.
     
    "Oh farts, would you look at the time, you're gonna be late for school!" Eda exclaimed. "That's my kiddo!"
     
    "Eeeeda!" Luz complained. "Actually, could we borrow Owlbert for today so that we can get to school on time?" Luz asked.
     
    "Ugh, always got to be a goodey-Luz shoes, huh? Have you remembered your flying lessons? I don't want you hurting Owlbert again, whatever you were up to the last time 'I' let you 'borrow' him..." Eda asked with air quotes. She still didn't remember agreeing to that, but both King and Luz kept insisting she did.
     
    "Yes, I remembered my lessons, and I promise to take care of him." Luz responded.
     
    "Hoo, hoooo," Owlbert said.
     
    "Alright fine, if Owlbert is ok with it, you can borrow him. Please bring him back in one piece." Eda said.
     
    "Yay! Thanks Eda!" Luz said, before giving her a hug.
     
    Luz and Amity got on Owlbert and flew towards Hexside.
     
    "Huh, is it just me, or did baby Blight get fatter?" Eda said out loud once the girls were out of earshot.
     
    "Maybe she's pregnant!" Hooty chimed in.
     
    "Haha! Oh Titan, I forget you're here sometimes. That's ridiculous Hooty, she's only 14. But hmm, either way I should give kiddo The Talk if she's gonna be inviting Boots over without supervision." Eda pondered. " 'The girl's got rizz' as them witchlings would say nowadays."
     
    END OF CHAPTER
     
    A/N: That opening scene was quite in character for Luz, huh? I wrote it as if Amity was dreaming it, but maybe there was some of it was real... I've decided to leave it up to the reader to decide what was real and what wasn't in that scene.
     
    Big shout out to my new beta reader mourn365! She's agreed to beta read this and all future chapters of "All Day At Hexside" and I am very grateful for their time in helping me improve my stories!

    After I finished writing this fic, I found this piece of art made by YellowZone depicting Luz in a cheerleader outfit being desperate to pee. I like to think that this scene appeared in one of Amity's dreams: https://www.omorashi.org/profile/98474-yellowzonemx/?status=24476&type=status. (Image link if page is broken: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EZmDEQiUEAAtdbd?format=jpg&name=large, I highly encourage you to check out YellowZone on Pixiv if you haven't already, they make a lot of great art of cartoon girls in omorashi situations: https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/40489187, *Pixiv account needed to view)
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    In the village of Kanezaka, Kiriko was known as the Defender. With her fiery determination and unwavering spirit, she had earned this title at a young age of 22. She stood as the last line of defense against any threats to the village, a role she took with both pride and naivety.
    Kiriko possessed a unique power bestowed upon her by the mystical kitsune spirits. As their chosen one, she commanded the ability to harness their energy and channel it into extraordinary strength and agility. She had trained relentlessly to master these skills, believing she was invincible.
    But even a Defender has an advisor, and Sakura was hers. With her strict demeanor and serious countenance, Sakura was like a guiding force in Kiriko's life. Standing tall, her ample bosom a symbol of wisdom and experience, she was the embodiment of authority.
    One day, Kiriko sought counsel from Sakura in her small study. They sat across from each other, Sakura sifting through ancient scrolls, and Kiriko fidgeting with her brimming confidence.
    "Tell me, Sakura," Kiriko began, her voice mixed with hesitation, "what is my role as the Defender of Kanezaka?"
    Sakura looked up, her tired eyes surveying Kiriko. "Your duty, my dear, extends beyond mere physical protection. As the Defender, you hold the responsibility of safeguarding the well-being of the women in our village."
    Kiriko furrowed her brow, her naivety showing. "What do you mean, Sakura? How can I protect them in any other way?"
    Sakura leaned forward, her voice filled with a gravity that demanded Kiriko's attention. "It is said that the kitsune have blessed you with the gift of control. A unique power that allows you to hold in large amounts of pee."
    Confusion swept over Kiriko's face. "Hold in...pee?" she stammered, her mind racing to comprehend how this related to her role as Defender.
    Sakura's tone turned stern. "Yes, Kiriko. As the Defender of Kanezaka, it is your duty to be the reservoir of bladder strength for our women. In times of danger or scarcity, you must hold their burdens, quite literally, within you."
    Kiriko's hesitance grew, her youthful arrogance waning. The weight of the responsibility crushed upon her. She questioned her own capability to fulfill such a strange and unorthodox role.
    But Sakura's voice broke through her uncertainty. "Remember, Kiriko, this is the honor bestowed upon you by the kitsune themselves. To disregard it would be to defy their will. It is a choice between honor or death."
    Silence enveloped the room as Kiriko contemplated her decision. She knew deep within her heart that she couldn't shirk her duty, no matter how peculiar it seemed. With a renewed determination, she met Sakura's unwavering gaze.
    "I accept, Sakura. As the Defender of Kanezaka, I will protect the women's bladders with all my strength and resolve."
    Sakura smiled, a glimmer of pride shining in her eyes. "You have made the right choice, young one. The kitsune shall guide you on this path."
    And so, Kiriko embraced her newfound role, vowing to honor the kitsune and protect the women of Kanezaka. Little did she know that this strange responsibility would test not only her physical prowess but also her inner strength and resilience.
     
    The sun's soft rays peeked through the curtains, gently nudging Kiriko awake. She stretched, yawned, and felt a twinge of excitement in her chest. Today was the day she began her new role as the Defender of Kanezaka's bladders.
    With a determined spirit, Kiriko slipped into a white tank-top and pulled on thin black leggings, putting them over her belly button. She knew she had to be prepared for what lay ahead. As she admired her reflection in the mirror, she took a deep breath, embracing the weight of responsibility.
    Downing a glass of water, Kiriko started her morning routine by hydrating herself fiercely. One cup turned into two, then three, then four. Eight cups of water later, she felt her bladder filling up, but she remained resolute. She had to prove herself as the Defender, and that meant holding in her own needs.
    Hours passed, and Kiriko found herself pacing around the dojo, her mind consumed by thoughts of her full bladder. She clenched her teeth, desperate to distract herself from the mounting pressure. Every step she took seemed to amplify the strain within her, but she refused to falter.
    As she glanced down at her lower abdomen, Kiriko noticed a small bulge forming in her leggings. It felt stiff and hard against her skin, a constant reminder of her fullness. She winced, her voice trembling as she muttered, "Oh man… I need to go."
    The challenge to maintain control grew more intense with each passing moment. Kiriko's every movement became a battle against herself, her willpower tested to its limit. She knew that yielding to her body's demands would be a betrayal of her role as the Defender.
    With beads of sweat dotting her forehead, Kiriko soldiered on. She clenched her fists, digging her nails into her palms as she fought against the persistent urge.
     
    As the sun began to set over Kanezaka, Sakura, the advisor to the Defender, made her way to Kiriko's home. Concern etched across her face, she wanted to see how Kiriko was holding up with her newfound responsibility.
    Opening the door, Sakura was greeted by a sight that shocked her. There stood Kiriko, her young, determined face betraying the hidden pain she tried so desperately to conceal. Sakura's eyes widened as she caught sight of the bulging bladder sticking out from Kiriko's lower abdomen. It was clear that she had been holding in an immense amount of pee.
    "How are you feeling, Kiriko?" Sakura asked, her voice filled with genuine worry.
    "I'm fine," Kiriko replied, her voice strained as she fought to hide her discomfort. She hoped Sakura wouldn't notice the pain etched in her eyes or the way she squirmed and fidgeted.
    Sakura wanted to discuss something important with Kiriko, something that concerned the women in the village, but she couldn't ignore the incredible burden Kiriko was bearing. "Would you like a drink?" Sakura asked, offering her a cup of water.
    "Thank you," Kiriko said gratefully, accepting the water and taking a small sip. She knew she couldn't afford to drink too much, no matter how parched her throat felt.
    Sakura's voice softened as she spoke, "The women in the village were content and happy today, Kiriko. They didn't have to worry about any bladder problems because you took on this role. Your sacrifice means so much to them."
    A small smile tugged at the corners of Kiriko's lips, although it was quickly replaced by a wince as her bulging bladder protested against the strain.
    Sakura placed a hand on Kiriko's shoulder, her eyes filled with admiration. "Keep up the great work as the Defender of Women's Bladders, Kiriko. Your determination is inspiring, and the women of Kanezaka are grateful for your sacrifice."
    Kiriko nodded, her determination renewed by Sakura's words. She knew she couldn't let them down. As Sakura turned to leave, the weight of her task heavy on her shoulders, Kiriko vowed to continue protecting the village, even if it meant enduring this incredible physical struggle.
     
    Kiriko lay in her bed, exhausted and longing for some rest. But her desperate need to pee made it impossible to find any solace. Her bladder throbbed with pain, aching to be relieved. Clutching her bulging bladder with her hands, she quickly pulled down her leggings underneath the bulge, careful not to squeeze it too tightly. The pressure was becoming unbearable.
    She tried to find a comfortable position, shifting from side to side, but the constant ache persisted. Her eyes grew heavy, but her bladder refused to grant her the mercy of sleep. It seemed as though her need to pee had become an insurmountable obstacle, a battle that she fought against her own body.
    Finally, exhaustion took over, and Kiriko drifted into a fitful slumber. When morning arrived, she sat up in her bed, hoping for a brief respite from her bladder's demands. But as soon as her feet touched the floor, a sudden wave of desperation and pain washed over her.
    She crossed her legs tightly, clutching her hands against her bulging bladder once again, as if to physically control the urge. Looking down, she noticed that her bulge had grown even larger since Sakura had given her that water to drink. Panic surged through her, but she refused to let it take control. "Hold it, Kiriko," she whispered to herself, determination gleaming in her eyes.
    She fought against the wave of desperation, clenching her muscles and repeating the mantra of self-control. Gradually, the intensity subsided, leaving her with a lingering discomfort. With a deep breath, Kiriko gathered her strength and managed to get out of bed, her steps slow and careful.
    Waddling to the kitchen, she knew that the day ahead would be a struggle. She poured herself a cup of water and sighed, knowing that she needed to stay hydrated. But as she raised the cup to her lips, she couldn't help but dance and squirm, trying to alleviate the pressure that threatened to consume her.
    Every sip sent a shiver down her spine, a reminder of the battle she fought within her own body. But Kiriko was determined to be the Defender, to protect the women of Kanezaka, and that meant enduring this painful challenge.
    She stood there, drinking the entire cup of water, feeling her bladder swell with each passing second. She danced with desperation as she fought against her body's demands, refusing to surrender.
    With the cup drained, Kiriko gasped for breath, her hands firmly grabbing her ever-expanding bladder. The struggle would continue, the battle raged on, but she wouldn't give in. Not yet.
     
    A few days had passed since Kiriko had taken on the role of Defender of Women's Bladders. She had not encountered any major problems thus far, despite the immense pressure building within her. Her bladder bulged, massive in size, resembling a watermelon that she cradled in her hands to prevent the extra weight of pee from pulling her down.
    Word of Kiriko's selfless actions had spread throughout the village, thanks to Sakura's heartfelt words. The women of Kanezaka now knew of the Defender's sacrifice, and they came to visit her daily. They brought drinks to quench her thirst and admired her bulging bladder in awe and gratitude.
    Even the little girls, who would one day face their own bladder issues as adults, flocked to Kiriko. They offered her drinks, their eyes wide with admiration as they touched her bulge with gentle hands. Kiriko's determination and sacrifice inspired them, filling their hearts with hope for a future where their bladders would be protected.
    But within Kiriko, desperation and pain intertwined. The weight of her bladder pressed upon her relentlessly, demanding release. Yet, she remained resolute, committed to being the Defender of Kanezaka and the Defender of Women's Bladders.
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    Chapter 2: The Everlasting Oath
    Summary:
    Amity recalls the details of the Everlasting Oath she made with Boscha.
     
    --- Flashback ---
     
    "Good, lets shake on it. Everlasting oath. If the spell detects intentional or significant peeing from you before 24 hours is up, then you will have broken your oath and I'll be able to post on Pensta about Willow being a bedwetter." Boscha stated.
     
    "Wait, let me empty my bladder one last time first, otherwise I'd be holding for way more than 24 hours." Amity said.
     
    "Fine by me, come out and shake on it when you're done." Boscha replied.
     
    As Amity entered the stall, she reiterated, "And if I successfully hold my pee for 24 hours, you will never talk about Willow's incident with anyone, is that clear?" Amity demanded.
     
    Boscha nodded, "Yeah yeah, just empty your bladder already so that we can do the oath."
     
    "...Boscha, I can't pee while you're in the room." Amity stated. She had a very shy bladder.
     
    "Alright fine, I'll wait outside. Come do the oath when you're done." Boscha replied.
     
    --- Present ---
     
    "Are you sure that will work?" Luz asked.
     
    "The Everlasting Oath spell doesn't mess around, if I uphold my end of the deal, Boscha will be magically prevented from ever talking about Willow's incident." Amity replied.
     
    "Wow, then it's a good thing you reversed the oath that would've prevented me from performing magic." Luz joked as she gently poked her left elbow into Amity's ribs.
     
    Amity frowned and Luz noticed.
     
    "Hey it's ok, I know you're a different person now, I meant it as a joke." Luz reassured.
     
    "I still regret doing that though. If I didn't reverse the oath, you wouldn't be here with m-- today! Be here today, at Hexside today. If the spell was fully cast." Amity said. Her cheeks were slightly pink.
     
    Luz smiled. Amity's been acting kinda strange lately and Luz finds it adorable. It's probably because she finally feels comfortable letting out this dorkier side of her in front of Luz. "Well, it's almost 5pm now. How are you feeling now?" Luz asked.
     
    "I'm feeling a small urge to pee now. But it's not that bad yet. I could definitely hold it for several more hours, but until 2pm tomorrow? I'm doubtful I can hold it that long..." Amity said.
     
    "Well hey, I'll be your moral support. I'll encourage you so that you can complete this challenge! Gasp I can be like your personal cheerleader!" Luz exclaimed.
     
    Amity giggled at Luz's enthusiastic encouragement. "Thanks Luz, I'll probably need it." Amity said, with a bit more red in her cheeks this time.
     
    The pair spent another hour at the library. With Amity's spirits lifted, it felt more like a regular Tuesday now where the two girls would read a few chapters of an Azura book, talk about some theories, and of course some shipping discussions ensued.
     
    "... And Azura stepped in to help Hecate at her lowest point, even though they just recently became friends. It's so romantic!" Luz concluded.
     
    Amity giggled. Luz was constantly moving around, doing dancing motions, and being her bubbly energetic self the entire time they were talking about Azura. Amity loved liked that about Luz.
     
    Eventually, the girls started to share other details about their day. "...my parents are on a business trip. And Ed and Em are staying over at their friends' places for the night." Amity said.
     
    "Aw, sounds like you're gonna be quite lonely tonight then," Luz replied. "King and Eda are also out for the night. Eda told me not to ask questions, but I know she's playing Hexes Hold Em with some friends," Luz said.
     
    "Oh, so it sounds like we're both going to be quite lonely tonight then..." Amity replied.
     
    Suddenly, Luz's face lit up. "I have an idea, how about we have a sleepover so that we're both a little less lonely tonight! Oh, and you can show me around your huge mansion! I've never been inside of a mansion before. Do you have one of those fountain thingies in some foyer that spray water..."
     
    Amity blushed at the thought and she crossed her legs as she started to feel a bigger urge to pee for some reason. Sleeping with Luz, TONIGHT?! Amity thought.
     
    She wasn't sure her lesbian heart was ready for this. "Um actually, I don't particularly like my house. I'd rather sleep in The Owl House tonight," Amity responded, possibly interrupting Luz, but she wasn't really paying attention.
     
    That's such an odd response, why would I say that?! Amity thought to herself.
     
    It wasn't even false. Amity has bad memories living inside of the Blight mansion. And even though she's only been to The Owl House once, it felt much more like a home to her. The inhabitants (mostly) were kind to her, it felt a lot more cozy. And most important of all, Luz was often there.
     
    "That works with me as well! We already have extra sleeping bags and toiletries in the closet, so we can just head over there right now if you'd like!" Luz excitedly exclaimed.
     
    To Amity's surprise, Luz grabbed her hand as they began to walk to The Owl House. She kept her head down, hoping that Luz wouldn't notice her red face, but she was smiling the entire time.
     
    ---
     
    Hand in hand, they walked down the forest path that lead to The Owl House. As they approached The Owl House, Amity saw that inferno bird demon wiggle it's way over to them. "Oh hey Luz, I see you brought a guest over. Will she be staying for the night?" Hooty exclaimed in that annoyingly screechy voice.
     
    "Hooty! I keep telling you to stop annoying my friends. And yes, she is staying over for the night," Luz replied.
     
    "Gasp, can we play sleepover games together? I'll go get a bottle!" Hooty exclaimed.
     
    Luz tensed up and spoke with an irritated voice, "Hooty, just leave us alone!"
     
    "Oh I see, alright, I'll leave the two of you alone then. HOOT!" Hooty screeched.
     
    Amity blushed at Hooty's implications, but Luz appeared oblivious to what Hooty was implying so she just went along with her into The Owl House.
     
    As soon as Amity sat down on the couch, she felt really thirsty. "Luz, can I have a cup of water?" Amity asked in a very hoarse voice. Luz immediately rushed to the kitchen and filled a cup of water for Amity. The hoarseness in her voice worried her. Amity downed the cup of water within seconds and started to feel better. She crossed her legs.
     
    "What happened? Are you alright? Why did you suddenly sound so dehydrated?" Luz badgered.
     
    "It must be the everlasting oath," Amity replied. "Boscha wanted me to 'drink a regular intake of fluids the entire time', so this must be the spell's way of enforcing that." Amity stated.
     
    "That witch! Isn't this challenging enough?! Why would Boscha do this to you?" Luz ranted.
     
    "I don't know. I kinda have to pee already and drinking regularly will definitely make it worse," Amity said.
     
    Luz frowned at the thought. She didn't like seeing her friend getting hurt like this. "Well hey, you must be hungry," Luz stated. Luz was getting quite hungry herself, after all, they've been at the Azura Book Club for such a long time. "How about I heat up some leftovers and we can eat? Help get your mind off your bladder for a while." Luz offered.
     
    Amity nodded at the offer. But stayed on the couch with her legs squeezed together as Luz went into the kitchen to heat up the leftovers.
     
    A few minutes later, Luz came back into the living room with a plate of Griffin eggs for herself and notdogs for Amity.
     
    "Wanna watch something on the crystal ball while we eat?" Luz asked.
     
    "Luz, everyone here calls it a CB, but yes, I'd like to watch something while we eat." Amity replied.
     
    Luz proceeded to put on the holiday special of Azura and they ate their dinner while watching it. Throughout the show, Amity felt her bladder slowly fill up as the evening passed. She was worried that she wouldn't make it till 2pm tomorrow. She just crossed her legs and continued to eat her dinner.
     
    Throughout the movie, she noticed that Luz couldn't stay still. She would rub her legs together and sway back and forth. Perhaps she just had more energy than usually today.
     
    After dinner, Luz took care of the dishes and offered to lend some of her clothes to Amity so that she could shower and change into a fresh set of clothes for the evening. Amity refused for 3 reasons:
     
    She normally showered in the morning
    The thought of borrowing Luz's clothes froze up Amity's mind, she couldn't bare thinking about it and would rather not be placed in that awkward situation
    Amity needed to pee, and showering was just gonna painfully remind her of that fact
     
    After freezing for half a minute, Luz called her name 3 times and Amity decide to tell Luz reason number 1 to be polite.
     
    Luz nodded. She dug through her closet and picked out her favourite set of pajamas. "Ok, I'll just quickly take a shower then. In the meantime, feel free to dig around my closet for pajamas. Here's an extra sleeping bag and make yourself at home!" Luz suggested.
     
    As Luz left for the bathroom, Amity caught a glimpse of the pink underwear that she was carrying in her hands. Amity's brain froze for another few minutes as her imagination went a bit wild during Luz's shower. Amity felt intense feelings in her groin area. She knew that it wasn't all from needing to pee. She crossed her legs and reminded herself that she was in her friend's room. This was not the place to... relieve herself... And she definitely felt the need to relieve herself in more ways than one.
     
    Eventually, she concluded that it would make sense to at least change into a set of pajamas since this was a sleepover. She browsed through Luz's closet and found a set of dark blue pajamas with weirdly shaped black traffic cones on them. She could smell a pleasant lemony scent as she put them on.
     
    Shortly after, Luz came out of the shower wearing her Azura pajamas. Amity blushed at the sight of how cute Luz looked.
     
    "Omgeeeeee, you look so cute in that witches hat pajama set!" Luz squealed.
     
    Amity blushed even more. She lowered her head and tightly gripped the hem of her shirt. "Thanks Luz." she managed to reply.
     
    "Do you wanna finish the other Azura holiday special before bed?" Luz asked.
     
    "Sure!" Amity replied.
     
    They sat next to each other on their respective sleeping bags and watched the rest of the movie. During the movie, Amity kept her legs squeezed together. She began to feel like she had to pee badly. She took a few sips of water to ensure the dehydration curse didn't come back to bite her. She crossed her legs when the liquid entered her throat.
     
    Throughout the movie, Amity noticed that Luz took sips of water around the same time that she did. She was also a lot more fidgety than usual. She was moving her legs around, crossing them and even rocking back and forth. "Luz, do you need to pee too?" Amity asked.
     
    Amity swore she saw a faint hint of red on her cheeks as Luz replied "Yeah, I decided that I would hold my pee in solidarity with you. I haven't peed since lunch. But I've also been drinking a lot less."
     
    Amity blushed at this. "Luz, you don't have to do this for me. Boscha only cursed me with the everlasting oath and it's my fault that she has that secret about Willow." Amity stated
     
    "But it's not your fault!" Luz objected. "She just happened to pull out that memory from your brain, it's not like you wanted that happen. And plus, it's not your fault that Boscha is such a jerk that she would threaten to spill such an embarrassing secret of Willow's. I told you that I was gonna be your cheerleader, and so I'm going to morally support you by holding my pee too! And I'll even try staying as hydrated as Boscha required you to be." After her speech, Luz chugged her remaining half a glass of water. In the process, both girls had to cross their legs at the sight and sound of liquids flowing.
     
    Amity blushed harder at this. Luz was such a kind, nice, and great friend. She didn't deserve to have her in her life. And Luz was also making this sacrifice for both her and Willow. "Thanks Luz. I- uh, I really appreciate it. But maybe don't sip so loud, it reminds me of how badly I need to pee." Amity admitted.
     
    After the movie finished, the girls went to brush their teeth. They went to the bathroom together and shared the sink. Amity was blushing at how close she was standing next to Luz, in a bathroom of all places! Luz kept gushing about her favorite details of the special they just watched. But Amity couldn't understand her with a toothbrush in her month. She just nodded and smiled. The sound of running water would cause them both to cross their legs. Amity was making an active effort to not look at the toilet, out of fear that it would cause her to leak. Instead, she looked at Luz using the mirror. Eventually, her eyes wandered to her chest and she noticed that Luz wasn't wearing a bra. It was awkward for Amity, she was blushing the whole time, but she secretly enjoyed it.
     
    After she brushed her teeth, Luz shot a beaming smile at Amity and Amity couldn't help but smile back with a flushed face.
     
    Then, the girls prepared for bed. After Amity tucked herself in, she heard Luz say "I always have a hard time sleeping when my bladder is full."
     
    "Me too." Amity replied. "But again, you don't have to hold your pee if you don't want to Luz."
     
    "It's ok, again, I want to do this in solidarity with you Amity. You're my friend, and friends support each other no matter what!" Luz responded.
     
    Amity blushed at this statement. Wow, I've been blushing a lot today. I hope Luz hasn't noticed, I still don't have the nerves to tell her how I feel yet.
     
    Amity closed her eyes. She felt the nagging aching of her bladder as she tried to drift asleep. Under the cover of her blanket, she grabbed her crotch. She resisted doing that in front of Luz all day, despite needing to do it a few times this evening, because she didn't want Luz to have a bad impression of Amity being too childish to hold her pee. She squeezed her legs together and eventually fell asleep.
     
    END OF CHAPTER
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