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  1. Didn't even realize what the source was because I found it on twitter, but this one is fantastic as well and would be my nomination: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph6203b945a20df
  2. I'm projecting here of course, but he might just feel guilty about pressuring you in to doing something he knows is going to be uncomfortable and presumably unenjoyable for you. If you want to push his buttons, engineer a situation where you really need to go but can't. Maybe coming home from a night out drinking, maybe on a long car ride somewhere. Mention your need when there's no easy way for you to go and then tell him how YOU'RE feeling as it gets worse and worse. When you finally get him, leave the bathroom door open. Most likely, this will drive him wild and if you react positively to his arousal and then talk about the situation with him after sexy time he might open up about it more.
  3. [Melissa, Elle, Abby, Jane, and Anna are going to attempt to pee in that order] [RNG, 25% chance of negative event] = Yes [We are now going to experience a negative event. We will roll again to see what the negative event will be: 25% chance that the girls definitely got the clue wrong and are at the wrong bar 25% chance of an unusually long bathroom line 25% chance that only Melissa and Elle are guaranteed to go, with Abby getting a 50% chance of getting to go 25% chance that no one will get to go here Result = No one will get to go here] ***Authors note, the rolls actually worked out this way, I had been thinking in my head for a couple days about how I would write the scene of them getting to this bar and all getting to pee and was thrown off myself by how unlucky the rolls were, hence why this chapter took so long*** --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 3: Flying through the door of the bar, Milly nearly collided with someone who was standing and waiting in the reception area. The sudden shock combined with the fact that she was no longer moving nearly made her lose control and, forgetting herself in her desperate and also by this point quite drunk state, she buried her left hand in to her crotch and wrapped her legs around it. As the rest of her friends crammed in to the building behind her, she looked toward the back where she knew the toilets were, but between her and her relief was a massive commotion. It seemed that someone had somehow either gotten sick or drukenly injured themselves, as police offers were trying to corral the crowd away from some paramedics with a stretcher who were trying to assist the downed person. Milly would have usually been sympathetic and concerned, but right now she had tunnel vision, and began pushing her way through the crowd toward the bathroom before she was intercepted by a police officer. “We need everyone to go back outside for now please” his voice boomed. Milly was normally quite an obedient person and hated breaking the rules, but she absolutely couldn’t accept that command. The proximity and expectation of relief was nearly making her wet herself. If she had to go back outside, she’d pee her pants. She had to get by and get to the bathroom, so she made herself as small as possible and tried to scurry past the officer as he was looking the other way, but she was unfortunately not as sly as she thought as he immediately reached out his arm to block her path. “Miss, outside, now!” “I need to go to the bathroom, pplease—I’m sorr-“ “Miss, I am not having this conversation, outside NOW!” “B-BUT I’M GOING TO WET MYSELF. PLEASE” By this time, Abby and Jane had appeared behind Milly and were gently trying to shepherd her back outside “We really have to go too” Jane was saying “Come on, we’ll find another place while this gets cleared up” Milly didn’t want to accept this, but found herself being ushered back out to the street, tears streaming down her face and a hand still buried in her crotch. She couldn’t even understand Jane’s voice or the booming of the officer trying to clear the crowd and she found herself back outside and far closer to pissing her pants than she had ever been in her life. Unable to stand still and feeling like her underwear may already be damp, Milly began walking down the street, she didn’t know where she was going, but she had to find something, somewhere. She was in a miserable agony now. Why had she agreed to this dumbass competition? Why had she drank all that beer? Why was she torturing herself like this. The rest of the girls called after her, but when they realized she was no longer listening to them they began to follow her as she rounded a corner on to a residential street. There had to be something here, a gas station, a dive bar, ANYTHING. But alas, all Milly saw was rows and rows of houses, she tried to think about where she was and what might be near here, but she felt like her brain was jammed. All she could do was continue to hobble down the street, praying that something would come along and rescue her. Reaching the end of the block and waiting for the stop light, Milly doubled over in pain, and felt a surge of pee rush out of her and in to her pants. She looked around, she was on a residential street corner pissing herself. She looked back the other way, there was an alley, with a dumpster in it, she just had to. Damn the consequences, damn if anyone saw her, she couldn’t stand this pain any longer, and rushing before the light changed again she crossed the street as her friends continued trying to catch up with her. Half way down the block, in to the alley, tears still streaming, she felt another large spurt escape as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her pants, stumbled behind a couple trash bags and dropped so hard in to a squat her ass nearly bounced off the ground. She exploded on the ground. Her bladder still hurting from how far it had been stretched even as she relieved herself. She looked up about half way through, surprised she was still going. She was pissing an absolute lake. There was a small hole in the concrete in front of her and it was filling up like a pool. She was so exhausted her entire body was shaking and wasn’t even startled as she saw Abby and Jane hurried around the corner after her. Milly stream began to taper off as she lifted her head and saw Abby pee dancing wildly in front of her, her jean shorts already unbuttoned. “I NEED to go first” she said to Jane, who nodded understandingly, her own legs tightly crossed. Suddenly from above her, Milly heard… clapping. She looked up to see 3 college boys standing on a balcony, clapping and whistling at her. “That looked like it felt good!” one of them called. “Pretty impressive stream!” yelled another. “Fuck you!” Abby yelled back, before turning away from them and bending over double with a hand in her own crotch “Fucking assholes” she muttered, seemingly scanning around for a more private place to relieve herself. After Milly squeezed out the last bit of her pee she stood up and pulled her pants back on, feeling the cool dampness of her wet panties against her vulva. She didn’t even care about the boys. She was just physically and mentally exhausted and leaned against the wall to try and gather herself. “Come on” Abby said, forcing herself to stand straight “Let’s go find Elle and Anna, maybe the situation at the bar is almost cleared up” Abby and Jane led the way back to the main road as Melissa followed slowly behind, head still bent down, she just felt exhausted. They spotted Elle and Anna quickly, standing on a nearby corner. Elle looked immensely relived, Anna was standing with her legs crossed. “What happened to you guys?” Elle asked as the 5 were reunited “Milly peed back over there in an alley” Abby responded, “but there were some asshole guys watching us from their balcony, so Jane and I still need to go” “I peed in a bush” Elle said flatly, her face bright red. “I didn’t” Anna moaned “and I really need to go now, do we think the bar might be cleared up?” “I doubt it but maybe” Elle says “It’s barely been 5 minutes”. The group quickly walks back toward the bar, Elle leading the way but Milly still lagging behind. There was an ambulance outside now, but they seemed to be finishing up and preparing to resume the activities. With the delay though, there was now a significant line of people waiting outside. “We coulllld maybe go to Sunflower’s first, it’s the last bar, if we get one of our last cards from there then all we would have to do is come back here after this all has cleared up and we would win. It’s only like a 15 minute walk from here and who knows how long this will take.” “But we all decided the clue lead us here” Elle responded “If we go all the way there and we’re wrong we’ll have wasted even more time.” “I really have to go to the bathroom” Abby interjected, stepping back and fourth “What if we go find somewhere else nearby to pee while this clears up, then come back?” Milly stands off the side, she doesn’t even care and is quite check out at this point. She also, somehow, is starting to feel like she needs to pee again. All the beer that her kidneys were holding up must’ve been now refilling her bladder at a rapid pace. ———————————————————————————————————————— [Milly has suffered a debuff. For the next 2 chapters, the probability of the girls getting a clue right is reduced by 10%. This is reflected in the numbers below] [Wildcard time, what should the girls do? 1. Wait in line here, it will take between 20 and 30 minutes, with a 57% chance of getting the clue right. The bathrooms here are plentiful and following all the drama, shouldn’t be too crowded. As usual, the next chapter will start with a 5% chance of a negative event for each girl chosen to pee. 2. Go to Sunflower’s, the other bar. It will take between 10 and 20 minutes to get there. Upon arrival, there will be a 1 to 10 roll to determine how bad the bathroom situation there is. There’s only a 23% chance of getting the clue right here. As usual, the next chapter will start with a 5% chance of a negative event for each girl chosen to pee. 3. Find somewhere else to use the bathroom. This will take between 5 and 40 minutes. The chance of a negative event to start the chapter will be doubled, 10% chance for each girl chosen to pee.] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Current cards held: 2, 3, 4, 6 Choices (reminder that providing reasons for your choices can get you bonuses): WILDCARD option 1, 2 or, 3 Which of the girls should pee (ordered by priority)
  4. This was written for @Kayn as a prize for winning the most recent writing competition! ——————————————————————————————————————————— Kay’s Final Round Kayla shut off her car and took one last look at herself in her rearview mirror, touching up the makeup that was gently laid on her perfectly tanned skin and making sure that her shoulder length brown hair still looked as perfect as it did when she left home this morning. She finished off the last few sips of the 24oz iced coffee in her cupholder and stood up out of her car in the cool fall air. She paused for a second to marvel at the monolithic structure in front of her. The headquarters of the OMO Corp, one of the most prestigious companies in her field. Today was a day she had been looking forward to with nervous excitement for weeks, the chance to interview for her dream job. At 22 years old, Kayla had only just graduated from college and was lucky to have such an opportunity right out of the gate. She had been living with her parents for the past few months and had taken up a part time job as a cashier at a local grocery store. This was her big chance to change all of that. She had already completed several virtual interviews and this was to be the final round. An onsite, series of interviews that would last for most of the day. She checked her watch, 9:50, she was right on time for the ten o’clock start. As she strode toward the entrance to the building she double checked her outfit one final time. She was wearing a white blouse with a black blazer on top, a pair of tight black pants, and high heels. She looked good, in fact, she had just bought this outfit for the occasion. Entering the lobby she strode confidently up to the receptionist’s desk and got herself all checked in before taking a seat in the waiting area. She glanced around and spotted a water cooler that reminded her that she probably had coffee breath from the drink she had had on the ride in. Getting back up, she grabbed a plastic cup and filled it with water, quickly drinking it and being sure to swish it around a bit to keep herself as fresh as possible. After a few more minutes, she finally heard a familiar voice calling her name. “Hi Kayla, it’s great to finally meet you in person” Courtney said smiling as she approached with an outstretched hand, which Kayla excited shook as she stood up. Courtney was Kayla’s prospective hiring manager and the person within the company that Kayla had interviewed with and talked to the most throughout the process. They seemed to get along great and Kayla was very excited at the prospect of having her as a manager. Courtney was a bit older, probably in her mid 340s or so, the perfect age to be a mentor to her while also having enough in common that they could easily relate. Courtney actually resembled Kayla quite a bit, with longer brown hair and similar features. Kayla was surprised to learn that Courtney towered over her though, she must have been over 6 feet tall. She already looked up to Courtney as a role model. She was a Director at OMO Corp, exactly where she wanted to be one day, and as much as she did like Courtney, she was just ever so slightly intimidated by her. The two made small talk as Kayla followed Courtney in to the depths of the massive building, until they reached what Kayla gathered was the HR department. “Okay” Courtney said “Your first step will be to meet with HR, they’ll ask you some basic questions and go through some paperwork with you, it will take about an hour. After that, you and I will have a one on one, then I’ll introduce you to the rest of the team before we all break for lunch in our cafeteria at around 1. Then after lunch we’ll meet with some of our senior department leaders.” Just as Courtney finished, another woman approached the pair. Courtney introduced her as Kathy, one of their HR reps “I’ll come pick you up from here at 11, see you soon!” The next hour seemed to fly by as Kathy took Kayla through some basic HR procedures, but everything went well and before she knew it, Courtney was knocking on the door. Back through the maze of hallways, Kayla followed Courtney in to her own office, which was quite nice. “I know you mentioned before that you’re a big coffee drinker” Courtney said excitedly “I have my own cold brew machine right here in my office, do you want to try some?” Kayla accepted happily, although she felt like she could hardly refuse, and the interview commenced. It felt very casual and informal - which could only be a very good sign. Like the first hour, this one seemed to fly by as well, and before she knew it, Kayla was following Courtney down the hall to meet with the rest of her prospective team. As she walked down the hall Kayla felt a fullness in her bladder. Unsurprising given all of the liquids she had drank. She could have asked before they left Courtney’s office but it would be a bit awkward now that they were nearly there and besides, she didn’t have to go badly at all. It was already almost 12pm and the lunch break would be coming up shortly. Shaking pee thoughts out of her mind, Kayla focused back up as she was led in to a conference room where several people were waiting to introduce themselves to her, and as time went on, Kayla was pleased that she seemed to be getting along great with everyone. Whenever there was a lull in the conversation though, Kayla couldn’t help but let her mind drift back to her bladder. Her need to pee was much more persistent, and she was definitely looking forward to getting to go before lunch now. She had originally thought this was just going to be a quick meet and greet, but now it was 12:45 and it was apparent that they wouldn’t be breaking for lunch until 1. By the time 1 o’clock rolled around, Kayla’s bladder was consistently aching, and she was really, really looking forward to a bathroom break. She stood up slowly and followed the team out of the conference room and toward the cafeteria, doing her best to maintain her confident stride and stay involved in the small talk. The last thing she wanted was for anyone to notice that her bladder was so full it was practically trembling. After a few minutes of agonizingly slowly walking, the group was finally approaching the cafeteria and Kayla could see a bathroom right next to the entrance, her salvation. As they got closer, she was already rehearsing in her mind exactly how she was going to break away from the group. “I’ll catch up with you guys in one minute” she would say, and then before anyone could respond, she’d dash in, find a stall, and pee to her heart’s content. But as they approached, Courtney turned to one of the guys on the team. “Brian” she said “Can you show Kayla how to get lunch and show her where we sit? I’m just going to pop to the bathroom real quick.” As much as she liked Courtney, Kayla was very irritated now. Popping off was one thing, telling her hopeful boss and prospective future coworkers that no, actually, she had to go the bathroom right now, then having said boss hear her pee from the next stall over, was another entirely and something Courtney really wanted to avoid. So she said nothing, deciding to keep holding it until she got settled with her lunch, and then excusing herself at the earliest reasonable opportunity. Being led through the cafeteria helped Kayla put her need to pee to the back of her mind for a while. She was at the point where as long as she could stay occupied the urge was mostly still bearable other than the constant dull ache in her abdomen. Sometimes though, especially when her mind happened to wander back to it, she would have to fan her legs a bit to stave it off. Courtney was planning to sit her tray down at the table and excuse herself, but as they approached the table, a man who she immediately recognized as one of the VPs of her department that she had seen in her online prowling came over to the group and struck up a conversation with them, taking an immediate interest in his potential newest team member. Kayla was excited but also a bit dismayed when he sat down to join them for lunch. There was now no easy way out of the conversation, so Kayla begrudgingly sat down and tightly crossed her legs, leaning forward a bit to help take the edge off the urge. Thankfully for Kayla the next hour seemed to fly by as she was kept in constant conversation. Kept so busy that she was barely able to even touch her food. A few more executives, who would be joining the interview after lunch, had joined in on the conversation and kept her so occupied that her bladder had become just a dull ache that she had mostly repressed, only occasionally having the thought in her mind that it was almost completely taught and that at the first possible opportunity she would absolutely have to get herself to a toilet. 2 o’clock came around, and Courtney and the executives stood up to walk with Kayla to the conference room where with the final session would be taking place. Sitting down and being distracted had really helped Kayla keep her mind off of her now incredibly full bladder, but standing up nearly opened the flood gates. She had needed to go very badly, but now this was an absolute emergency. Kayla couldn’t help but bend forward and slightly cross her thighs to stave off a massive urge. It had been a while since Kayla had need to pee this bad, not since she had been caught out in line for a bar during a girls night out and had basically flown to the bathrooms the second she got in. She remember that pain clearly, she had really thought she was going to pee herself that night but there was absolutely nowhere to squat. Coming back to reality, she immediately looked up at the bathroom she had walked past on the way in, but was horrified to realize she was being swept in the opposite direction. The execs led Kayla out of the back of the Cafeteria and rounded a corner leading to an elevator. They all stepped inside and Kayla swallowed hard as she was forced to stand still in the crowded elevator, painstakingly watching the numbers creep up as they headed back to their floor. She had to get a bathroom now, she was going to have to just bite the bullet and ask, whatever it took. The doors finally opened and Kayla was forced to respond to someone asking her a question, while trying to breathe normally. God she had to pee she had to pee she had to pee! Whisked down the hallway, Kayla finally saw what she needed most in the world, a bathroom. These high ups were still taking to her and still talking back, but in the back of her mind all she was thinking about was getting her butt on to a toilet. She would just have to ask to go, she’d interrupt someone if she had to, she would actually pee herself is she couldn’t get to a bathroom before this interview. But, as they approached the bathroom, and Kayla opened her mouth to speak up, a final knife was plunged in to her chest. “Out of order, please use rest rooms on other side of the floor near Accounting” Kayla’s mind went blank. Her ears were ringing, for a moment she felt like her vision was blurred. She had convinced herself that she was about to get to let go, no matter what, and now, a wave panic washed over her as her whole plan went out the window. Her mind raced, but her body seemed to be on auto pilot as she passed by the bathroom, denied her ultimate relief, and was ushered into a conference room where should be trapped for the next hour. She had been so close to relief, and was so taken aback by this turn of events, that she suddenly felt a spurt of burning hot pee escape her throbbing pussy and shoot in to the gusset of her light pink thong. Suddenly aware again of her surroundings, she nearly bent over double and grabbed the inside of her thigh, focusing all of her willpower and cutting herself off, she then feigned a bit of a stumble, not easy thing to do in heels, to obscure what she was doing as she made her way to her seat and sat down. She wasn’t sure if there had been a lull in the conversation or if she had just been completely zoned out, but Kayla flashed the room a weak smile, sitting and being able to recross her legs had allowed the urge to subside just the slightest bit. Even though her bladder itself still was searing with hot pain, the urgency was not as great and Kay tried to refocus on the conversation at hand. For about 15 minutes, Kayla soldiered on, having to pee as bad as she ever had in her life, but somehow, heroically managing to focus on her interview, with a lot of wiggling and some tightly crossed legs. 20 minutes in though, Kayla’s composure was starting to fade. She found herself just robotically answering questions with little ability to keep track of the conversation. She was glancing at the clock every 30 seconds. She was never the religious type, but she was paying to god for a miracle to come along and get her to a bathroom. The pain was unbearable. She was squeezing her inner thigh so hard with her hand that she was worried she was going to draw blood. At the 30 minute mark, Kayla was rocking forward and backward in her chair rapidly. Like she had before she leaked, she could once again feel the pee right on the edge of escape. Her vulva was quivering inside of her still slightly damp panties. Nearly her whole body consumed with the agony of keeping this incredible quantity of liquid inside her. 25 minutes left, Kayla has been almost watching the seconds tick by, scooting forward and backward even more quickly in her chair while knocking her knees together under the table. Finally, she nearly chokes on her spit as a massive urge overcomes her and just a tiny bit more leaks out. She’s actually going to pee herself in this room. In complete desperation, she allows her left hand to crawl up the inside of her thy and give her exhausted pussy a squeeze. Pressing her panties in to herself she can really feel the wetness. She had only meant to do this for a second but realizes she can’t take her hand away. No one can explicitly see what she’s doing, but she realizes she must look ridiculous. With 20 minutes left, the lead interviewer for this session informs Kayla that they’re just about wrapping up, and asks her if she had any questions for them. She did actually, she had prepared several, but at the moment all she could feel was overjoyed at the fact that she could just say no and that the interview would be over. She hadn’t even considered that they had reserved some time at the end for this. “NoIdon’tthinkIhaveany” she blurted out, surprising a yelp as another leak escaped. Pleasantries are exchanged as Kayla makes a gameplan, she locks eyes with Courtney who gives her a concerned but disappointed look. Tears are welling up in Kayla’s eyes. Just a few more moments, just a few more moments and everyone will leave and she can absolutely beg Courtney to show her to the nearest toilet. She watches as the executives file out of the room, she starts to stand, legs pinned together, but just as salvation arrives, she’s once again delayed, as the last executive, a prestigious looking older woman named Margaret, closes the conference room door. “Just one more moment dear, have a seat” she says Kayla slowly lowers herself back in to her seat. It’s agony now, a few more burning hot drops dribble out in her soaked underwear. “Whatever is the matter dear? You seemed to be doing so well earlier today, but I couldn’t help notice you have seemed a bit out of sorts in this final sess-” “I’M S-SORRY” Kayla sobs loudly, cutting the older woman off. “I need to use the restroom, extremely badly, I’m an idiot., I’m so. sorry” There’s a moment of silence in the room as Margaret seems a bit taken aback. “PLEASE” Kayla wails “PLEASE can I go? Please? I’m so sorry about this” She’s back on her feet now, nearly bent over double. “Of course dear I’m terribly sorry” Margaret says quickly “Courtney, please show Kayla to the nearest restroom.” Courtney rushes to grab her things and stand up, leaving the conference room. Kayla hobbles after her. They immediately go to the bathroom just outside, it seems Courtney didn’t even notice it was closed. Courtney panics a bit, trying to prevent her young interviewee from totally humiliating herself. “I’m sorry” Courtney says “This way” Her surroundings are a blur as Kayla follows Courtney through yet another maze of hallways. She hopes to God Courtney doesn’t take her to an elevator, there’s no way she’d be able to hang on if she had to stand still again. “Just around this corner… I’ll come with you actually, I need to go as well.” Courtney said, trying to sound sympathetic. Kayla realizes this is the exact situation she had tried to avoid earlier, now even more embarrassing than then, but she really didn’t care much, she just wanted to not completely pee her pants. If Courtney had to listen to her piss a lake, so be it, she wasn’t getting this job anyway and she didn’t care about even that at the moment. They round the corner and Kayla bolts in to the room she so badly needs. 4 blue cubicles, all occupied, some with a tinkle coming from within. “Aaaah!” Kayla moans, bending back over immediately and plunging her hand in to her crotch. “Oh gosh” Courtney says “Must be because the other bathroom is closed” Kayla prances in a circle, hand still in her crotch. She unbuttons her nice dress pants and plunges a hand in, feeling her fingers get wet as she grips herself helplessly. Her bladder is so full she can feel it spilling out of her waste band and touching her forearm as she buries her hand deeper in to her crotch. Finally a stall opens and Kayla charges in, locking the door, she drops her pants and collapses on to the toilet, pee thundering out before she even finishes sitting down. She pisses like a firehose for nearly 15 seconds, before her stream tapers off a bit but is still going strong. She sees feet entering the stall next to hers, Courtney’s, and soon after hears her neighbors trickle. Courtney finishes her pee and is washing her hands before Kayla’s comes to a final stop, she must have gone for at least a minute, but it felt like much longer. Gathering herself and halfheartedly attempting to dry her panties with toilet paper, Kayla exits the stall, washes her hands, and meets Courtney outside the bathroom. Face red as a tomato, body still trembling with indescribable relief. “Better?” Courtney asks quietly, Kayla can only nod. The two make some attempt at small talk as Courtney leads Kayla back down to the lobby, the outside air feels refreshing as she exits the building, sits down in her car, and collapses her head on to the wheel, her abs feeling sore, her body and mind completely exhausted from her ordeal. ——————————————————————————————————————————— Epilogue Kayla is relieved to finally see her manager making her way over to her register. She requested a break over 30 minutes ago. She needed to pee badly and didn’t think she could hold it for the remaining 2 hours of her shift. As she made her way toward the bathrooms in the back of the store, her cell phone rang, unknown number. She repressed the hope that it could be OMO corp calling her back. It had been 2 weeks and she had accepted she would likely not be getting the job before she had even left the parking lot, but answering the phone, she felt her stomach drop as she immediately recognized Courtney’s voice. She had gotten the job. Kayla stopped in the middle of the store to chat with Courtney about the new position, her heart leaping with joy the entire time. Hanging up, she noticed she had been on the phone for 10 minutes, far exceed the 5 minute break she had promised. Still right near the front of the store, Kayla realized she would not have time for her bathroom break, and headed back to her post. 90 minutes left in her shift. 90 minutes and she would walk out these doors for the final time, ready to begin an exciting new chapter of her life.
  5. This is great and I definitely appreciate you posting old stuff especially from experience project! There was a lot of junk but also a ton of great stories that were not archived anywhere. I spent hours and hours on that sight finding new profiles and stories that suddenly vanished
  6. [RNG, 0% chance of negative event] Chapter 2: Drinks in hand, the team heads to the back of the bar to join the bathroom queue. They pass by all of the other teams trying to quickly force down their drinks and join the end of the line in the small hallway. Milly is already counting the number of women between her and her relief when they are approached by a bouncer wearing a Scavenger Hunt t-shirt. “Sorry ladies” he says “No drinks allowed back here during the scavenger hunt, you’ll have to either finish them first or leave them at the bar” Abby and Anna immediately start trying to argue but it gets nowhere, as the bouncer explains this rule is in place for fairness and to prevent everyone from constantly standing in line for the bathroom. Dejected, the girls proceed back to the main area to regroup. “Okay” Anna says “We’ll just drink these as quickly as possible and go to the next bar then” Jane nods in agreement and takes a sip, Melissa immediately looks at Elle, hoping that she will press the issue. Milly would have a really hard time messing the whole team up just so she could pee, but if only Elle or Abby also needed to go… then it would be fine. But unfortunately, Elle only lets out a defeated groan and does a little curtsy before getting to work on her drink. Abby is already a quarter finished with hers, legs tightly crossed and a determined look on her face. Melissa feels a twinge of panic pass through her. She REALLY needs to pee now, and is already regretting saying that she could wait until the next stop. When she said that she imagined them immediately running out, having to stand here and drink another 20 ounces of liquid was going to seriously test her control. But she really had no other option but to finish her drink and move the group along as quickly as possible, so she tilted the glass back and got to work. 10 minutes later she was nearly finished, as was everyone else, there was still debate going on about their next destination, a debate Melissa was not involved in at all as her mind was increasingly consumed with the buzz she was getting and the throbbing of her completely taught bladder inside her abdomen. She was constantly recrossing her legs now and looking longingly at the bathroom line. Maybe she would just have to go here, going back outside in this current state was becoming unthinkable. She was suddenly snapped out of her fantasy by Abby grabbing her arm “Finish that last sip” she said, beckoning to the remaining liquid in Melissa’s glass “We’re ready to go” Milly tiled the the glass all the way up and finished the beer, then set the glass down and steeled herself for the next journey. “Okay I’m ready, where are we headed?” [RNG, Distance to next bar, 10-35 minutes] = 21 “Mover’s” Abby replied “It’s not too far, we’ll cut through campus” Mover’s was a bit farther than Milly would have liked, but she was ready to just get walking, she knew that at least moving toward a toilet she could actually use would make things a bit easier. 5 minutes later Milly was thinking she may have made a mistake. As they entered the campus, her need to pee had grown to dangerous levels. The throbbing ache in her abdomen had grown to a serious pain and she was out in front of the group, walking slightly bent over with her hands almost cradling her bulging bladder. She had to go so bad she could almost hear her heart racing and feel herself begging to sweat everywhere. They were only a few other times she could think of that she had to go this bad. They passed by several school buildings that Melissa had classes in and she tried to ignore them, tried not to think about the available toilets just past the doors that she wasn’t going to able to use right now. She trudged on in front of the group, she hadn’t even noticed that Elle’s plight was getting quite serious as well until she spoke up. “Guys I’m sorry” Elle panted “I really am going to need to run to the bathroom as soon as we get to Mover’s, I’ve got a serious code red situation here” “That’s okay” Abby replied, clearly nursing a full bladder herself “We’re doing well but a pee break is definitely a necessity at this point, lets all go when we get there and get it over with, then lets win this thing” “Sounds good to me… looks like Milly really needs to go as well” Anna said with a teasing giggle. Milly didn’t even reply to the jab, she was not in the mood, she trudged on, only focused on one goal at the moment. After 10 more agonizing minutes, the bar finally came in to view and Milly began to really walk as fast as she could, almost running, towards the door. She had been visualizing this moment. She knew the bar well and had been picturing herself running straight to the bathroom, picking out a stall, and relieving herself for the past 5 minutes. Finally reaching the door, she threw it open and ran inside. Current cards held: 2, 3, 4, 6 Choices: Which of the girls should pee (ordered by priority)
  7. Great story. So much good content was lost from experience project
  8. To make things a bit more unpredictable, I’m going to add some additional RNG as we go… [RNG, 0% chance of negative event] Chapter 1: Melissa’s thoughts are quickly diverted away from a potential pitstop as Jane struck up a conversation with her about the status of the group. They had left home 2 hours ago and were only just at their second stop, how far along might some of the other teams be? Melissa felt a bit nervous as she realized that they might already be behind or that this may be a much longer night than she had anticipated, but Elle chimed in and reassure them that her older brother had participated in this before, and advised her that it always felt like you may be behind early but to keep going, as about it would take a long time and many groups would end up not finishing at all anyway. Everyone took a step forward, they were already next in line for the bar, with several groups forming up behind them. Melissa now felt another pang of anxiety as she hoped they had solved the riddle correctly, she already felt they were behind despite Elle’s assurances and getting it wrong would really set them back. After a few more moments, the group in front of them walked off with their drinks, celebrating that they had apparently come to the right place, and the roommates stepped forward to the bar. The bartender briefly inspected the group, making sure everyone was present, then took the card from Abby and paused a moment to provide some suspense. [RNG, 75% chance of success] = WIN “You got it!” he explained, handing them the next card, number 3, and 5 large glasses of Ale. “Cheers!” The team carried their glasses off to the side of the bar, making eye contact with one of the contest officials near the door who was making sure everyone drank their share. They downed their drinks as quickly as they could while discussing the next clue. It took them a little longer to finish this time, a little under 15 minutes, but they had at least decided where they were going to go [RNG, Distance to next bar, 10-35 minutes] = 13 “So we’re headed to Molly’s” Abby said “that works out as it’s pretty close to here, only a 10 or 15 minute walk”. With that everyone put their glasses down and headed for the door, Melissa felt a bit nervous again as all of the liquid she had just put in to her stomach reminded her of all the liquid that was already in her bladder, but glancing at the bathrooms again the line was now a bit longer as it seemed like the group before them had opted to go. With no chance of a quick pit stop and none of the other girls mentioning a need for one, Melissa followed the crew out of the bar in to the autumn air. No sense in going now, she told herself, she only had a mild urge and could easily still hold it in. Definitely not worth breaking the seal. 10 minutes later, and the group was approaching Molly’s. Melissa was really feeling her bladder now. She wasn’t at the point where was all out desperate and pee dancing, it was still manageable, but she could physically feel how full of liquid it was. Running a hand over her belly, she could even feel it starting to bulge. Were she at a party or a bar, she’d definitely be side eyeing the bathroom and thinking about breaking the seal soon. She would really have to go before leaving Molly’s. “Almost there, it’s just around this corner, hopefully we got this right, if we did we should be in good shape” Anna commented “I hope so” Elle chimed in “Maybe we could take a bathroom break while we’re here?” “Sure” replied Jane “I wouldn’t mind going” “Me too” said Abby “That 40oz of beer is definitely starting to catch up with me” “I’ll go to, might as well” Melissa chimed in, trying not to seem too excited [RNG, Severity of the bathroom situation at Molly’s. 1 is good, 10 is bad] = 8 With a little extra pep in their steps, the team reaches Molly’s. It’s a divey hole in the wall type place and seems quite crowded, but the team is able to push their way inside and immediately find themselves in what is presumably the line for the bar, there seem to be 2 groups ahead of them. They wait silently for a few minutes, Melissa’s mind is racing a bit and she stretches to see towards the back of the bar. All of the tables have been removed from the dining the area and that’s where everyone is drinking their beers. Behind that, there’s a long hallway, at the end of which are the bathrooms. Even from all the way up here, Melissa can see a long line for the ladies room spilling out of the hallway past a contest official who is standing near by watching the place. Next to the ladies is a decent line of guys also waiting for the own bathroom. Melissa is trying to think of a way to mention her increasing need to pee to her friends when Elle breaks the ice. “Looks like that bathroom break isn’t going to be so easy” she comments, a disappointed tone in her voice. “Yeah” Abby chimes in as the group moves up to next in line for the bar “I have to pee kinda bad but I could probably hold it until the next place, how are you guys feeling?” “I would like to go, but I’m fine right now” Jane says “I’m fine too” says Anna “Ughhh, I have to go really bad honestly” Elle says, crossing her legs tightly “But that line is going to take forever, I wonder if it wouldn’t just be faster to go to the next place anyway” “If we get this clue wrong, it definitely might be better to just quickly head to the next place, but, if we get it right, and you guys really have to go, maybe we could wait in line for the bathroom while we drink our beers and work on the next clue?” “That’s probably the right call” Elle admits, recrossing her legs “Do you need to go Milly?” Melissa is now standing slightly hunched over with her legs pressed tightly together “Yeah, really bad honestly but… if it makes sense to tough it out to the next place… I’ll be fine” “Okay, lets see what happens then we can scope out the situation back there” Abby says The group steps up to the bar and Abby hands over the card. [RNG, 67% chance of success] = WIN Right again, the bartender hands over the 6 card and the girls give each other a celebratory cheers, taking one sip of the next round of beers, before heading to the back of the bar. “We’re killing it!” Jane exclaims “We already have only two more to go!” Current cards held: 2, 3, 4, 6 Choices: Which of the girls should pee (ordered by priority)
  9. The judging is actually already complete and, by a slim margin, the winner is @Kayn Congrats! All of the entries this round were absolutely fantastic. Thank you to everyone for participating
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