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  1. I know I have another story in progress, and I assure you it is not being abandoned, I have made progress already on the final chapter, but I couldn’t get this fantasy out of my head, and had to jot it down. Also want to preface by saying, for exhibition purposes, this short story starts off with me (a male) dealing with my own full bladder, but it is very much a female desperation fantasy. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The hot sun is beating down. My girlfriend and a group of about 10 of our friends have come to a large outdoor beer festival. We’ve been here for about an hour and a half at this point, and our larger group has temporarily splintered in two. I’m with my girlfriend and another couple, and we’re chatting as we walk along the row of vendors, drinking and seeing what other entertainment is available. We’re all quite buzzed, and for the last 10 minutes, I’ve been feeling a fullness in my bladder, but have been pushing it off, as surely the rest of the group will be wanting a bathroom break soon. The girl in the other couple mentions she’ll probably need to pee soon, and my girlfriend agrees, but we continue to go from vendor to vendor. It’s starting to get very uncomfortable for me, and as much as I’d love to see the girls hold it a bit longer I’m about to suggest we take our bathroom break when another group approaches us. It’s a group of girls that my girlfriend and her friend knew from school. I can’t wait for this delay, and, following introductions, I mention I’m going to the bathroom, the girls make no move to follow, busily chatting with their friends. I walk back across the festival toward a row of porta potties. A massive line has formed, thankfully, there are some outdoor urinals set up behind them. I’m tempted to stay for a moment, to see if any of the girls in line are dancing around at all, or have their legs crossed, or look stressed, but I’m at the point that I need to make my own relief a priority. A moment later and I’ve relieved myself. Feeling like a new man, I step down from the urinal and start to head back, planning to walk slowly by and just glance at the lines. I wonder if I feel should feel guilty about doing this, maybe I should, but I’m not going to stay and leer, just a quick glance. As I’m about to exit the urinal area, she rushes around a corner so fast we nearly collide. It’s Nicole, one of my girlfriend’s other friends. I’ve known Nicole for years. She’s one of my girlfriends favorite friends. She’s fun loving and kind, but quite private and reserved. She’s usually one of the most well put together and calm people I know, but in this moment she’s looking just a bit disheveled. Her face is red, her brown bangs sticking to her forehead, clearly she’s been sweating in the summer heat, and drinking beer to cool herself off. She still looks good though, dressed in a cute romper that accentuates her curvy but not fat figure perfectly. We greet eachother, I ask her what’s up, she asks if there are more bathrooms anywhere, I say I don’t think so. She hesitates for a moment, debating whether she wants to fill me in on her current dilemma, but it’s pretty obvious and unavoidable at this point, and I suspect the alcohol and desperation have lowered her inhibitions just enough. “But I reeeeeeeeeally need to use one, and these lines are ridiculous” she says, crossing her legs tightly and looking around. She gestures to a building in the distance, at the edge of the park, not really part of the event. “I think there might be some in that clubhouse over there, but I can’t figure out how to get around this fence” I look behind me and see the fence in question, a temporary one clearly put up to contain the drunken chaos. “I think you have to go out of here the way we came in” I explain. She gives me a shy smile, obviously not sure where exactly that is at this point. “Here, I’ll walk over there with you” “Thanksssss” she replies, with a bigger smile. We begin to make our way back through the festival, she’s walking quickly, almost getting ahead of me at times, clearly trying to hurry me along with her body language. In all the years I’ve known her I’ve never seen her like this. Drunk and dying for a pee, it’s a whole different side. We get through the front gate in to the lot, we have to stop for a moment to let a car pass, Nicole is stepping back and fourth rapidly next to me, unable to stand still. She lets out a gasp of air as we start moving again. “God I have to pee so bad” She whispers aloud as we make our back around the venue toward the clubhouse, she’s walking slightly hunched over now, a hand plunged in to the front pocket of her romper. We finally near the clubhouse, and without saying anything, she starts running ahead. I hang back, with no reason to continue to follow her. She reaches the glass doors, grabs the handle and pulls, nothing. She tries the other one, no luck, she tries pushing, that doesn’t work either. The little clubhouse is clearly locked. She leans against the locked door and buries a hand in her crotch, rapidly bending her knees up and down, up and down. Getting herself under control, she turns back and sees me watching, and quickly removes her hand, before walking back over to me. “Locked?” I ask as she approaches “Yes” she gasps “I don’t know what I’m going to do, I’ve never had to pee this bad in my life.” We both look around, trying to find a solution, she’s huffing and puffing and has broken out in to a classic peepee dance, twirling around, stepping from foot to foot, slamming her knees together. I have to turn away for a moment to adjust my erection. “You could squat between the cars” I finally suggest, gesturing to the parking lot behind us. “I’ll keep watch.” “I can’t in this” she gasps, looking away “I’d have to get completely naked” I spring in to action, “Back here”. I lead her toward the back of the club house, she’s bent over so far she can barely walk now. We get around the back, there’s some shrubbery, with a little gap leading to a locked back door. “There’s obviously no one here today, just go here, I’ll keep watch” I tell her She whines, looking around, but quickly accepts that she’s out of options. Without a word, she rushes between the hedges, I’m standing just around the corner, feet from her, looking out over the park. I hear the ruffle of her clothes, followed by an absolute blast of pee hitting the pavement. It goes on seemingly forever, I can’t help but give my rock hard dick the quickest rub, nearly cumming in my pants. Finally she finishes up and takes a moment to put herself together, emerging from behind the bush with her face still beet red. “Thank you” she says quietly “That was so embarrassing” “No worries”, I assure her “I’ve done it a million times” That night, my girlfriend and I are climbing in to bed. She runs her hand over my dick “You know Nicole told me about how you helped her out today… I really appreciate that.” “You know” she continued “Those lines really were a killer, I got so caught up talking to my old friends after you walked away that I ended up having quite an emergency myself” I was at full mast immediately, as she wrapped her hand around my shaft “Yeah?” I prodded with a smile “What happened?”
  2. Bit of an interlude chapter here, rest should be coming soon! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Anna was once again weaving through the packed halls of her college’s sports arena, trying to get back to her family and, more importantly, the bathroom. Now wearing her cute celebratory outfit, she noticed she was attracting a lot more attention as she squeezed through the crowd than she had been when she was wearing her graduation cap and gown. She turned the corner and could just see the symbol for the ladies room in the distance when she was suddenly intercepted. “Anna!” her mom exclaimed. Well, at least she had found her family, she was just about to hand her bag to them and excuse herself off to the bathroom when she noticed they weren’t alone. Just behind her mother, she saw a familiar face, Professor Jackson. She had taken multiple classes with him over the last four years and they had become quite close, she was happy to see he had apparently found her parents and that they were hitting it off, and after over an hour of boredom and frustration, she finally found something to distract her from increasingly urgent need to get herself over a toilet. They chatted happily, Anna’s crossed legs and occasional glances at the dwindling line for the ladies room going completely unnoticed to anyone as she pushed her urge to the back of her mind and focused on celebrating her final moments of college as she had promised herself she would do when the ceremony first began. About 10 minutes or so went by, and the conversation had just seemed to be wrapping up when Anna felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to see the smiling face of her friend Zach. She had met him a few months ago through some of her new friends. And while she was hesitant to get caught up in anything serious for obvious reasons, they had hit it off and she had grown quite fond of him. Following some brief introductions and pleasantries between Zach and the family, he turned back to Anna. “Are you ready to head out?” he asked “The limo is supposed to be leaving in a few minutes.” She glanced back over at the ladies room line, her bladder immediately reminding her of its presence at the thought of getting in to a car in this state. The line had gone down significantly for sure, but it will still snaking down the hallway, she suspected a lot of her classmates were using it to change, unaware that the locker room was even an option. She bit her lip in contemplation, just for a brief moment, as a million thoughts ran through her head. “Yep, let’s go!” She responded with a smile. She reasoned that the restaurant was only about a 10 minute drive away, she’d be on a toilet in 20 minutes at most. She could hold it that long. It would take her at least 10 minutes to use the bathroom here anyway and she was a bit embarrassed at the thought of asking Zach to wait for her or even worse, holding up the group. She said her goodbyes, and, taking one last longing look at the pink ladies room symbol, followed Zach out in to the parking lot.
  3. Once again, shout to @Apan for the continued inspiration! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 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.
  4. I'd say when in doubt, post it. There can never be enough of these teases. Personally the school RP one is one of my favorites, I think the pacing is done very well. I like them to be difficult but beatable and actually have some semblance of a storyline or replayability
  5. This is fantastic and I am certainly eagerly awaiting the next part!
  6. Definitely in a writing mood this weekend! Here is the rest: 9:15 P.M. As happy as Kay had been when Owen had requested a bathroom break, she was now wishing he’d hurry hell the up. She stood cross legged at the entrance to the bathroom area, having been denied relief by a line she didn’t have time to wait in, while he was taking his sweet time in the Men’s room. Her phone rang, it was Matt, she answered immediately “Hey, where are you guys?” came a disgruntled voice. “Just waiting for Owen and then we’ll --- oh here he is now, we’re on our way” “Sorry” Owen muttered, still buttoning up his pants as Kay began leading him through the crowded bar area toward the front door. A small part of her kind of hoped the driver would just leave without them. If he did, she could go back and wait in line for the bathroom, and then with a clear head and empty bladder, find another way to get back to the office. But instead, she and Owen pushed through the front doors and found the Black SUV right outside, Matt standing halfway out of the passenger door, refusing to let it leave. Taking a deep breath, Kay climbed in, happy that they would at least be on their way immediately. Her optimism began to fade quickly, as just getting out of the parking lot was an ordeal that took nearly 5 minutes, as the driver evaded rideshares and bar hoppers. She had hoped that sitting down in the car would lessen her urge, but instead it was just forcing the waistband of her tight pencil skirt in to her bulging belly. She wanted nothing more than to unbutton it, but with Owen sitting right next to her… there was no way she could, not in this outfit. Finally out of the parking lot, they immediately hit a red light. Kay stared at it, feeling it almost taunting her. She crossed her legs tightly and leaned back, pushing her butt forward on the seat as far as she could to try and lessen the pressure. It was an unnatural and somewhat unprofessional position to be in, but no one was really paying attention to her and she had to do something, as what felt like gallons of hot liquid was pounding against her pee hole constantly now. As they finally turned on to the highway, she was starting to sweat, and was no longer even listening to Matt and Owen debrief about the dinner, hopefully they were too buzzed from their beers to take much notice. They would probably just assume she was tired. Fuck, she really had to go pee, much worse than she had had to go in a very long time, and the journey was just getting started. She was in serious pain now and told herself she would just take it minute by minute. She pulled out her phone and mapped back to the office. To her horror, the ETA was 35 minutes. She zoomed in and on their route and just ahead of where they were, solid red lines. Should she say something? Give the driver a heads up about the traffic? Maybe he could get off and go a different way, maybe on surface roads they would pass a gas station or a fast food place and she could pop in… just for a second. She looked up, and was just summoning the courage to say something when just as she feared, the car came around a bend and was met with a wall of brake lights. The driver threw up his hands in frustration, clearly unhappy about the additional delay. Kay meanwhile was starting to panic. Her urge was only increasing. They were at least 35 minutes away and she was already wishing she had just let them leave the restaurant without her. She let out a quiet squeal in desperation, thankfully no one seemed to notice. Her mind raced, what the hell was she going to do? There was no way she was going to make it through this. Her pussy was absolutely pounding, demanding that she end this torture, but she was stuck in a car seat, in traffic, with her coworkers. She tried to take a deep breath, calm herself down, but was barely able to, it felt like her bladder was taking up to much space inside her for her lungs to expand properly. She looked back down at the map, there was an exit a few miles ahead. Could she beg for a stop? Maybe, it’s not like they were getting anywhere anyway. Five minutes passed and Kay was in the worse pain of her life. They had hardly moved. The ocean of pee inside her felt like it was right on the top of her urethra and she was genuinely afraid her muscles might quit and it might come shooting out at any moment. She checked the map, they were starting to move a little bit but were still 3 miles from the exit. She had to ask for a stop, no she had to demand a stop, there was no avoiding it. She was almost hyperventilating at this point, she tried to compose herself, going over what she was going to say in her head. There was a huge surge that forced her to bend forward, instinctively her hand tried to grab for her crotch but she couldn’t get to it, her skirt was way too tight. She hadn’t leaked, somehow, but the scare was enough to make her lean forward to the driver and speak up. “I am so so sorry to ask this, I know we were so late and this has been a terrible night, but is there any possible way we could get off the exit up ahead and stop at a gas station? Just for a moment? I have to use the bathroom so badly…. I really hate to ask, I’m so sorry but we just absolutely have to stop, I will be so quick” Realizing she was desperately rambling on, she stopped herself and leaned back in to her seat. “We’ve only been on the road for 15 minutes” the driver retorted, clearly trying to hide how furious he was. Matt turned around and gave her a questioning look “Didn’t you go with Owen before we left?” “I couldn’t” she started to explain, blushing wildly “There was a line and I didn’t have time to wait” “Oh jeez, I’m sorry Kay.” Matt replied, before turning to the driver “Come on man, she left without going to try and avoid holding you up any further, we’re hardly moving anyway, it’ll only take a second. We’re sorry for all the trouble, you definitely have a big well deserved tip coming your way” “Fine” the driver grumbled “I know a good gas station with a bathroom at the exit up ahead” Okay, they were going to be stopping soon, just a few more minutes, Kay told herself, just a few more minutes… A few minutes came and went, and then another, and another, and they had barely moved, Kay had gone completely quiet now, squeezing her legs in her tight pencil skirt for all she was worth, trying to put any pressure she could on her aching, desperate, pounding womanhood. From the front seat, she overhead something about an accident up ahead. For the first time in her adult life, Kay was starting to get genuinely concerned there was about to be another accident right here. She had to pee so badly she felt physically ill, like she could just vomit up all the liquid trapped inside her, she was sweating heavily now and having to make a conscious effort to keep her desperate whining to herself. She wanted to just PEE so SO so BADLY. Why did this have to happen her? Why did it have to happen here, trapped in a car with her coworkers? The dinner had gone so well, of all the things she worried may have gone wrong, this was certainly not one of them. What had she done to deserve this? Feeling like someone was driving a knife in to her stomach, her hand finally made its move. Almost subconsciously, her hand darted to the button on her skirt and released it, allowing her overloaded bladder to spill out in to the empty space. She couldn’t help but moan aloud a bit in relief and felt Owen glance over at her. She crossed her arms over her waistline and leaned forward to try and conceal what she’d done. They were moving a bit now, 10 feet at a time, she checked her map again, they were now only a mile and a half from the exit, but their ETA to the gas station was showing 11 minutes. As she tried to console herself, her body was suddenly rocked by another massive surge. She yelped aloud, her hand again tried to grab her crotch but was rejected by her tight pencil skirt that was stretched over it. She sat up straight and pushed her thighs together as hard as she could, so hard it almost hurt, but they were sleek with perspiration, her right leg slipped off the left with so much force she thought it might have ripped her skirt and in the shock of the moment her control slipped for just a split second and Kay felt a few drops of burning hot pee slip past her defenses in to her lime green thong. She bent over double, with her hands gripping her knees, stemming the flow. She buried her face in her hands. The tiny thong she was wearing was completely unforgiving and she could feel one of the shocking hot drops of pee running down her butt. Huffing and puffing with the effort of getting herself under control, she looked up and out the window at the line of cars ahead. They had made their way over to the right lane of the highway and looking out next to her Kay saw the hard shoulder. It was just barely wide enough for a car, with a waste high concrete barrier between the edge of the shoulder and grass on the other side. She looked up again at the line of cars as they moved up a bit. Maybe she could… No, she’d have to pull her skirt almost completely off, and her boss in the passenger seat would see everything. She tried to breathe and looked down at the floor, just a few more minutes… just a few more minutes… she was almost flailing around now, her feet stomping on the floor of the car, her legs fanning in and out, up and down every which direction, leaning backward and forward, sitting up straight and hunching over, she knew she was making a scene but she didn’t even care at this point. Anything to convince her bladder to hang on… just a few more minutes. But her erratic fidgeting only got her so far, and traffic continued to only inch along, a few minutes later, Kay froze as another massive surge overtook her, and for the second time she lost control. This time a blast of pee shot out of her with such force that it blasted threw her thong and hit the top of her skirt. She yelped again. This was it, for the first time in her life, her bladder had actually reached maximum capacity, this is what it felt like, and it was happening right now, miles from a toilet, in near standstill traffic in a fancy car with her boss and coworker right there to witness it. Her brain flashed back some of her previous desperate moments, the ride home from the swim meet, the impossibly long line after a concert, the desperate dash back to her dorm room after a frat party… in all those cases she had held on, but she would have gladly gone back and wet herself in any of those instances if it meant she could just avoid it now. Feeling another massive spurt coming, Kay knew she had to take action. There was little hesitancy this time, absolutely no time for shyness. “I’m sorry butcanyoupleasepullovernow” she stammered abruptly There was a moment of silence in the car during which Kay could almost hear her heart beating out of her chest, almost in disbelief herself that she had even made the request. For a moment the only audible sound in the car was the noise of her legs rubbing together and heels bouncing on the floor as her knees pumped rapidly up and down. “It shouldn’t be much longer” the driver finally responded awkwardly “The exit is just about a mile ahead and then we will be at the gas station right away” Kay felt another surge rock her body and another jet of pee reach the edge of her urethra, somehow she managed to restrain it, but it firmly reminded her that there was just no way she was going to make it to a toilet. It was going to be now or never, on the shoulder or in her seat. “I can’t hold it!” she screamed, forcing herself to be more aggressive to try and get her point across. The car came to a stop and she grabbed desperately the door handle, but it could only be unlocked from the front “I need to get out, NOW!” Another agonizing moment passed, the driver looked at Matt, as though seeking permission. “It’s your car seat man” Matt said quietly, before Kay interjected. “Please PLEASE you HAVE to pull over NOW or I am… I am going to be sick in your car I swear to god.” She desperately tried to open the door again “Let me out NOW” “Okay okay” the driver immediately responded “One second, I’m pulling over” Kay leaned all the way forward and gripped her flailing legs again as the driver maneuvered the car on to the side of the road. God, the pain was agonizing, she felt herself starting to go numb, until she finally felt the car come to a stop on the shoulder. “Okay I’m going to unlock the door” the driver said “Just please open it slowly so you don’t hit it against the barrier” As soon as she heard the click of the door unlocking, Kay opened it and slid herself out, closing it behind her. As soon as she stood she nearly collapsed with the strain she was under as she confronted her next obstacle. The concrete barrier on the side of the highway was almost up to her waist. She had to get to the other side of it, the car was so close to it that there was basically no room to squat, and Matt would see everything from the passenger side mirror. Normally, Kay could have easily thrown her leg over it, but her skirt was much too tight at the knees, and she realized the only way she could get to the grass on the other side was to sit her ass on top of the barrier and then swing her legs. To even have room for that, she’d have to go to the back of the car. Nearly delirious with desperation, Kay was ready to execute her plan, to finally relieve herself of this burden, for this nightmare to finally end, embarrassing as it was. She turned toward the back of the car, when suddenly, she was blinded by immensely bright red and blue flashing lights. Her eyes adjusted, and she saw the final nail in her bladder’s coffin, a police officer had pulled in behind them on the shoulder, had gotten out of his car and was approaching. “What are you doing?!” he exclaimed “We need to keep this shoulder clear—OH” The officer stopped in his tracks as Kay’s bladder finally surrendered. The shock, the panic, the fear, it was all too much. Everything went dark, almost as if she had blacked out for a moment, and when she gathered herself, all she could feel was the hot liquid that she had fought so, so hard to keep inside of her pouring out. She could feel it soaking the inside of her legs, soaking the back of her skirt, and eventually starting to pool in to her heels. Then there was the noise, like a rainstorm, audible even over the noise of the highway, splashing in a puddle beneath her feet. Letting out a tortured moan of agony and relief, Kay put her hands down on the concrete barrier and leaned over as her pee continued to thrash out. She was still going, and going, and going when the officer said something else to her and then retreated to his vehicle and drove away. After nearly a minute, Kay was finally empty, and was starting to be able to think clearly again. She was sobbing hard, panting from being so out of breath from the effort of trying to contain herself just a little longer. She looked down, the front of her skirt had actually escaped any damage, but her legs, and her ass, were soaked. What was she going to do now? The front door of the car then opened, and she heard Matt’s voice behind her. “Kay are you o—oh, oh my God.” A minute later the driver appeared in front of her having come around from the back of the car, he was holding a couple towels that he must have been keeping in the back. “Here you go miss” he said sympathetically, all the frustration of the night gone from his voice “Just sit on these and we will get you back home in no time.” Kay climbed back in to the car and sat on the towels, she looked straight out of the window, stifling her gentle sobs as best she could, unable to face anyone or think about anything else than the clammy feeling of her soaked underwear clinging to her exhausted vagina. 10:47 A.M. Kay awoke. The ceiling fan in her bed room lazily spinning above her. She watched it go round and round. She slid her hand down under her blanket and gently touched her crotch. Dry. She stood up and walked in her bathroom and there it was. Her best gray pencil skirt. Sitting in her washing machine, soaking in the water, just as she had left it last night. It wasn’t a nightmare, she had actually wet herself. Wet herself. At 26 years old, on the side of a highway, in front of her boss and coworker that she would have to face Monday and every day after. On a night where she had been so excited to really prove herself to them. She walked back out in to her kitchen, still processing what had happened the night before. She picked up her cell phone off the counter and saw that Matt had texted their team group chat. “Kay, I just heard from Lane and Mary, they called me to follow up and say that they were extremely impressed with you last night, and are ready to file the paperwork to move forward with the project first thing Monday morning. Excellent job. And as for what happened on the way home… you can be sure that Owen and I will never mention it again. Could have happened to anyone. Have a great rest of your weekend, I’m excited to get started on that paperwork first thing Monday.”
  7. Shout out to @Apan for inspiring me to write a story about a bursting business girl. 5:04 P.M. Kay stares at the clock in the bottom right corner of her computer. There’s nothing left for her to do today work wise, and it being a Friday afternoon, the large corporate office surrounding her is almost completely silent. Even the cleaning staff have already finished their work and headed home. This was actually the first time she’d ever been in to the office on a Friday since starting her job nearly a year ago. Normally, she’d be finishing up a day of working from home, looking ahead to her weekend. Instead, she was sitting in her cubicle watching the clock tick by, finishing off a large iced vanilla latte with a twinge of nervous excitement in her stomach. She typically didn’t drink caffeine so late in the day, but wanted to make sure she was energized for the night ahead. Dropping the empty plastic cup in the trash can below her desk, Kay stood up and headed to the restroom, as she’d been planning to at exactly 5:05. She passed her boss’ office and gave him a smile as he sat behind his desk reviewing his notes one last time. In just about 10 minutes, they would be heading out to have dinner with a major prospective client. This was a big moment in Kay’s young career, as it was the first time she’d been given a role in such an important project. The automatic lights flickered on as she entered the empty ladies room. She stood in front of the mirror and gave herself a look. She was dressed to impress for sure, wearing a tight gray pencil skirt, heels, and a black button down blouse which complemented her tanned skin and long flowing brown hair perfectly. Satisfied that she looked as good as expected for the big meeting, she turned and entered one of the stalls behind her to relieve herself. Back at her desk, she shut down her computer and packed up her handbag as her boss, Matt, emerged from his office and asked if she and her other coworker, Owen, were ready to go. They both agreed and the trio set off toward the elevators, chatting about final notes and lamenting how long the day had felt. In the parking lot, a fancy black SUV waited to drive them over to the restaurant. Any one of them could have driven, but executive leadership had made it clear they would spare no expense to impress this client, and wanted their team to be as professional as possible, especially since this dinner was going to be a somewhat... casual. Her team had gotten special permission to purchase alcohol for themselves and the clients on the company’s dime. The ride to the restaurant seemed to go by quickly as the team chatted amongst themselves in the car. Matt and Owen were both older and considerably more experienced than Kay, and at first she had been a bit apprehensive about joining a team with two older men, but they had fortunately been great. They were friendly and happy to mentor, but not at all condescending. Kay had found herself happy to be on their team and was eager to prove herself to them at her first big client meeting of this sort. The team arrived about 10 minutes before the agreed time and stood around in the foyer. Making idle chit chat, Kay told Matt and Owen about she had actually been to the place several times before, mostly during her college days. The restaurant was actually a large sports bar type place. During the day it was a very popular casual lunch spot for professionals, but late at night the food service would stop and it would turn in to more of a party spot, filled with students and young professionals looking to dance the night away. A few moments later, the clients came through the door, and greetings began. The first hand Kay shook was Lane, a tall and serious seeming older man. The second was Mary, a motherly woman who Kay had been speaking with often over teams meetings for the last few weeks. The group was shortly thereafter shown to their table, which was a large high top booth. Owen slid in first and Kay followed him, leaving Matt to sit on the end of bench, with the clients across the table. The start was a bit awkward, as both sides were attempting small talk before diving in to to business, but half an hour and a beer or two later, everyone started loosening up, and the conversation became very natural. Glasses were clanked, appetizers were shared, and Kay was finding Lane and Mary’s company quite pleasurable. The topic turned to business, but the conversation was kept light, as the goal of this meeting was to build a more personal connection before potentially diving in to a project that would involve the two parties working very closely together for a hopefully long stretch of time. Time seemed to fly by, and during a break in the conversation, Kay noticed that her bladder had become quite full. Unsurprising given the amount she had drank, she couldn’t easily excuse herself as she was trapped in her seat by Matt and had become quite integral to the conversation, so she pushed her need to the back of her mind. Another hour later however, her need was getting quite hard to ignore. Her tight pencil skirt was really digging in to her bladder and she found herself oh so subtly squeezing her thighs together under the table. She stole a glance at her watch, 8:35! They had been sitting here for nearly 3 hours! Dinner had been long since finished, but the drinks had continued to flow. Kay thought about excusing herself, but things did seem to be wrapping up, so she resolved to wait. As fast as those 3 hours had passed, the next 30 minutes went by much more slowly for Kay. She found herself going a bit quiet and hoping things would wrap up. At every pause in the conversation her mind seemed to drift back to “Let’s wrap this up, I have to PEE!” Finally, just after 9, Lane and Mary said their goodbyes and their thank yous. Kay had to stand up to bid them farewell, and was struggling a bit to keep her legs still until Lane and Mary walked off, leaving her and her teammates standing next to the table. There was a silence until the clients were out of earshot, before Matt quickly spoke up. “Guys, our driver has been blowing up my phone, he was only contracted to work until 9 at the latest, he says if we’re not in the car by 9:15, he’s leaving without us, I’m going to run up front and get our bill payed and then we need to be on our way.” Kay looked at her watch, 9:09. A sense of panic washed over her. It was only about a 20 minute ride back to the office but she REALLY needed to go pee first. Had she had 3 beers, 4? She wasn’t sure, but they needed to be let out now. Wheels turned in her head as she tried in a split second to come up with a way to communicate her need, before Owen saved her. “I have got to stop by the Men’s room and leave some of this beer behind, I’ll meet you at the car?” “Okay” Matt agreed, “But be quick, it’s Friday night and this driver guy is seriously pissed at us right now” “I also need to pop to the bathroom actually” Kay admitted, blushing a bit. “Okay” Matt said. “5 minutes” Matt hurried off to take care of the check, and Owen turned to Kay “You’ve been here before right? Where are the bathrooms?” “This way” Kay said, taking the lead. The pair hurried toward the back of the restaurant as quickly as they could, but their progress was a bit slowed as it was much more crowded now, the late crowd had begun to trickle in. About halfway there, Owen spoke up again “We must be getting in to business with some bottomless bladdered people, I was dying that last half hour” “Oh my God” Kay responded with a laugh “You and me both, I couldn’t believe no one else was making a move” Kay lead Owen to a fork between two hallways at the back of the restaurant. “Men’s room is down there”, she said, gesturing to the hallway on the left. “Meet me right back here”. As Owen went off, Kay turned the corner towards her own relief and felt her heart drop almost immediately. Even though it was barely 9pm, there were already 6 girls lined up in the hallway outside the restroom. Normally, this wouldn’t be much of an issue, as Kay knew from experience that the bathroom lines here normally moved pretty fast, but they were surely not going to move fast enough. Joining the back of the line and crossing her legs, Kay looked at her watch again, 9:12. Oh God, she thought to herself, there was no way she was going to get to pee, Owen would be back at the end of the hall waiting for her in 30 seconds and even still they would just make it to the car, there was just no scenario where she could spend at least 5 minutes standing here. She thought about the ride, 20 minutes, and she could definitely go back in to the office to pee before her drive home. She’d be sitting so that would make her feel a bit better, it was going to be uncomfortable, but she generally had a very good bladder and she didn’t have to pee THAT bad right? She would just have to tough it out, God knows she’d done it several times before after nights of drinking. With a final glance at the line and a grimace, Kay turned and walked back down the hall to meet up with Owen. Second and final part should be coming soon!
  8. This sounds just perfect I can not wait to play this!
  9. Agreed, the models and animations are amazing. I think any complaints about the characters are probably related to clothing and hairstyles. If the game is open source, I'm sure the talented artists and creative people in this community will create lots of characters creating a lot more diversity. (As well as additional dialogue, maybe even traits, etc...) The potential here as a sandbox seems huge to me.
  10. Very excited for this! I believe that you should be able to upload it to the RPGs section. https://www.omorashi.org/files/category/17-rpgs/ Would be happy to help with playtesting if needed
  11. Fantastic as always Kayn! Always excited to see a post from you!
  12. Hi Kyuu, could you please restore these as well when you get a chance: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/21200-leahs-night-out/ https://www.omorashi.org/topic/21293-leahs-final-exam/ https://www.omorashi.org/topic/21160-leahs-countryside-adventure/ https://www.omorashi.org/topic/21488-leahs-flat-party/ https://www.omorashi.org/topic/21230-leah-goes-to-the-beer-festival/ I don't have a link but there was also a story by this same author called "High Winds and wet knickers" that was also good
  13. Absolutely fantastic! Story content has been so slow on here sadly that this was wonderful to see, the best story I've read in ages!
  14. For me it's usually a strong laserbeam like jet
  15. Hi Kyuu, Could you please review these as well when you get a chance: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/21200-leahs-night-out/ https://www.omorashi.org/topic/21293-leahs-final-exam/ https://www.omorashi.org/topic/21160-leahs-countryside-adventure/ https://www.omorashi.org/topic/21488-leahs-flat-party/ https://www.omorashi.org/topic/21230-leah-goes-to-the-beer-festival/ I don't have a link but there was also a story by this same author called "High Winds and wet knickers" that was also good
  16. WiiGuy86

    She Gave Up

    This is absolutely fantastic... the scenario, the writing, the art, amazing.
  17. This is absolutely fantastic!! I'll go with 3
  18. I remember it being gone for a while before and coming back for a bit. Hopefully someone has the archive downloaded, some solid content in there
  19. What a great experience thank you for sharing it with us! It's so easy to miss posts by new users when they end up being on the second or third page of the forum by the time they're approved. Would love to hear about more of your experiences
  20. This was great! I love stories with a romance/relationship element
  21. The road trip pee holding one above is probably my favorite of all time as it gives you the opportunity to beg for relief and then makes you wait for a stop, while still giving more and more chances to continue to embarrass yourself.
  22. Excited to see this continued and can't wait for the next part!
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