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Jimmy Olsen last won the day on February 9 2016

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  1. 280-character bathroom denial stories! Now with more clichés! He'd been dared to stay out of the bathroom for the whole party. If he broke the rules of Truth or Dare he'd be disqualified from Spin the Bottle. He crossed his legs and made his decision. The chance of kissing Stacy was worth the risk of wetting himself in front of his friends. The princess demanded her rescuer protect her each minute she was outside the castle walls. As the day wore on the knight felt a need that was unfit for a lady's eyes. He heeded her wishes and resisted nature's call. During the journey she made water 3 times while he stood guard. The tall brunette in the business suit maintained her icy professionalism in the stalled elevator. The 3 men who spent 8 hours stuck with her behaved much less respectably but they all avoided lawsuits by forgoing any alleviation or discussion of their private bodily compulsions. The mortals were imprisoned all night while lovely Victorian ladies drank from their veins. They'd be released alive and free of curse if they behaved like gentlemen. They found it difficult to maintain correct posture especially when the women loudly excreted the digested blood. She was off duty attending a casual party but was still in a policewoman's uniform and state of mind. She made sure everyone drinking was over 21. The men's room was busted and so was anyone who committed public urination. None of the guys broke the law but 2 broke down in tears. The adventurer's companion had a knack for popping up whenever he was trying to relieve himself. He was ultimately forced to explain his embarrassing situation to the giggling Fairy. After she granted him privacy he found that every bush on the plain was guarded by its own Fairy. When he agreed to try something different he didn't expect to be ambushed on the way to the bathroom by a leather-clad dominatrix in stiletto heels. The only pleasure he could think about was an empty bladder. She crouched on the toilet and cracked the whip whenever he came near. The boys' room sounded haunted. It also looked haunted to the few brave campers who sat in the stalls. Most were too scared to even stand at the urinals. They had to hold it or find other places to go. The girls giggled at their discomfort. They knew something they wouldn't tell. The muscle-bound athlete was at the mercy of the tiny muscle in his urethra. His mighty bladder couldn't shed a drop if he could hear a voice. His cute little girlfriend knew and was exploiting it by doing her cheer routine outside the door. He would suffer until she got her way. The explorers didn't find gold but they were tortured by golden streams. The all-female tribe was offended by their ideas of modestly and toilets. They put the outsiders in cages and taunted them with free-flowing urine. The men were desperate but too civilized to use the ground. Living in a rich relative's mansion waited on by gorgeous maids wasn't as sweet as he'd imagined. There was something wrong with those smiling servants. He needed a bathroom but they were all being cleaned at once. One maid cheerfully suggested he use the toilet while she worked. A gang of 4 teens spent the night among the graves for spooky thrills. The girls told the boys it was dangerous to use a cemetery as a bathroom. They held it all night while their friends secretly watered the grass. Their dreams were full of ghostly girls preventing their relief. The sailor was lucky enough to get a tour of the sea kingdom and the Mermaid way of love. He was unlucky enough for it to happen when he was about to burst. There were tubes of air but no other plumbing in sight. He asked if he could let loose in the water. "No! We breathe that!" The teens in the portaloo line almost wet their trunks when they saw their classmates in bikinis. Before they knew it they'd agreed to let the 2 girls and 6 friends cut. They liked the company despite the desperation. When the tickling started they thought they were going to die. The synthesized female voice spoke an error message when he tried to use the toilet. The house's other appliances never failed. His daughter used the toilet earlier and his wife used it now while he watched. "I don't want your filth inside me," the house said when he tried again. It was the best and worst day at the office. The men's room was out of order and he learned Ms Browne was as fond of him as he was of her. Here he was with a frisky secretary on his lap and he had to use most of his energy to keep her from squeezing the liquid out of his bladder. The villainess shocked the hostages with her hands when asked about toilet access. Another request was denied 4 hours later. She and her catsuited minions added insult to injury by shamelessly urinating on the floor before the men's eyes. When would the hero come to their rescue? The cider-drinking contest was judged an hour ago and both winners and losers were troubled by the shortage of restrooms. Lewd exposure led to gunplay at last year's festival so the men stayed zipped up. Meanwhile cowgirls were dropping britches and lifting skirts right and left. "This forest is magical," the mysterious young lady said to the young man doing the potty dance. "Great malice will be visited on you if you defile it. Walk 3 miles northeast before doing anything unclean." He knew she was serious when she showed him her broomstick parked nearby. "I know that all of our suits are equipped with regulation diapers. I also know that the shuttle is equipped with regulation toilets. To anyone who wants to use the former I suggest you be a man and use the latter instead." Everyone under her command was a man for the 9 hour EVA. His loving servant was his unwitting torturer. He was uncomfortable enough sharing a home with a supernormal being who dressed like a harem girl but when she insisted on assisting him in the bathroom it was more than he could take. He might explode before he overcame his shyness. The marriage went unconsummated during the 9 day honeymoon due to her unpredictable moods. His inability to have a BM away from home didn't help. As luck would have it his colon woke up right as she handcuffed them both to the bed and said she was ready. It would be a long night. All the male guests were banned from the bathroom until the man who clogged it apologized. They could take care of their bladders in the alley but their bowels were a serious problem. The hostess was furious. She had no clue that her own sister had created the unflushable ordure. Thanksgiving dinner was 6 hours ago and his guts felt like 100 lbs of manure in a 50 lb bag. His wife was on the downstairs toilet letting out plops and braps and moans. His SIL upstairs sounded like a rhino passing a cement mixer. Once those 2 finished his sisters would be next.
  2. A very enjoyable read! The brunette's wetting scene was incredible. Then you topped it when the blonde wet herself. I loved how you described their facial expressions and body language and kept the two characters very distinct. I hope you continue to milk this delicious premise!
  3. Nice story! Good idea! No clue when I'll get around to it. Great idea! It'll have to go in a different story however. The plot of the fishing story depends on the men not knowing that the women have been discreetly relieving themselves all along.
  4. Maybe I will, but which story should I expand?
  5. I wet standing, but I've only done it once. It was standing in the turned-off shower wearing longjohns and I had a ridiculously hard time getting started due to my nerves.
  6. A large part of my fantasy is women secretly wearing diapers during daily life, so I usually like to see something like Pull-Ups or Always Discreet under her clothes. But if she's privately relaxing or getting embarrassed then I like to see big poofy padding.
  7. I don't know why I keep doing this. The men didn't want to miss a minute of the big game. Even the ads were precious. Bathroom breaks would be few. The wife kindly waited on them but everyone was rude. When she demanded an apology she received a spanking instead. With a turn of a key she punished each male bladder. A catgirl was draped over his lap, a pair leaned on his sides, and another lay atop the sofa. He took turns petting and scratching each so all 4 stayed calm. There were growls and unsheathed claws when he moved. His bladder was about to explode but how could he leave these girls? The lowly retail worker thought he had a chance with his manager. "Can someone take over for a minute so I can use the restroom?" A breathy voice said "I thought if anyone could handle the busy hour it was you." "You can count on me!" replied a man in danger of wetting his pants. It took the warriors many hours to cross the city of their uneasy allies. Unlike the wastelands outside the robots' territory was clean and sterile. Metal women glared with glowing eyes each time a drop of sweat sullied their streets. The men didn't dare release any other liquid. They had to share a bed and she feared what could happen between a sleepy man and woman. Luckily she'd taken metalworking. His jeans were locked to his body before he remembered the bathroom. Next morning she wouldn't unlock him 'til after he took her to breakfast at a nice cafe. The magician's boyfriend was fed up with her refusal to drop the act. "You didn't really stop a waterfall with magic!" She looked him dead in the eye and said with the utmost sincerity "I'm casting a spell to stop your urine." He learned the power of magic over the next 12 hours. His senior prom date was a 25 year old woman. No one knew she was his stepmother so it should've been all right but she wouldn't stop mothering him. "Your constant potty breaks are a bad habit. You went before we left so I don't want you going again 'til at least the afterparty." Filming ran long so he was in his costume far too long. His producer was there with his contract in her claws in case he tried to avoid meeting the contest winners. He loved having fangirls fawn over him but not while trapped in 100 pounds of armor with a cantaloupe-sized bladder. "Requesting a pit stop, sir!" Every man in the platoon mentally sighed in relief when they thought they could finally drain their overworked systems. The commander narrowed her eyes. "I've got the balls to carry out this exercise without any tinkle breaks! What's wrong with you?" Drinks were free until someone went to the bathroom and a man at the table was about to do just that. His woman coaxed him back into his seat. He kept looking nervous but didn't get up. She smiled like the Mona Lisa. No one knew her hand was in his pants holding his passage shut. While the caravan rested the queen came down from her seat to make water. One by one she gave leave to each member of her entourage. Only her suitors were denied permission. They winced from hearing little streams all around and almost died when the elephants relieved themselves. "I don't care if you bribe, threaten or seduce me. We won't do anything drastic to your system 'til we're certain this regimen won't induce a movement." "Please just let me poop!" begged the patient. "Man up and drink your prune juice!" said the nurse with an inappropriate smile. On a double-date at an exotic restaurant the men dared each other to eat spicier and spicier foods. Each woman told her date not to back down. An hour later their intestines were in agony but their faces remained manly and unfazed. Visiting the restroom would be admitting defeat. The Centaurs were enchanted. In their pleasant daze they didn't ask why they were walking great distances or eating great amounts of plants or retaining great amounts of waste. When it was over they'd be led home and the Nymphs' crops would be fertilized with the greatest manure.
  8. The style looks like 34Qucker.
  9. Lovely! Out of curiosity what kind of outfit is that?
  10. This topic reminds me of a writing prompt that went something like this: "Imagine your fave wanting to indulge your watersports fantasy but not being ready to go all the way. They give you a thoughtful consolation prize instead. Your fave invites you into their bedroom where they talk to a teddy bear like it's their lover. A pretend romance plays out before your eyes. At the culmination they treat the plushy to a golden shower."
  11. I've always been more interested in still images than videos and for years I was afraid to watch peeing videos because I could pick up viruses or see actual porn so the first one I remember seeing was when I was like 25 or 30. An art news website had a video link of a performance piece where a group of people (both men and women I think) peed on the floor. In retrospect there's a certain appeal in a peeing video where the performers and cameramen aren't trying to make it sexy.
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