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Mickey

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  1. I did post that story on this site - Huh! That does sound like my kinda story Although I haven't finished any story in a while, so I don't know if I'll ever get to this. Thanks for the idea though! Thank you for the feedback! Even though I'm more than a year late responding
  2. Another common scenario is with people who work in call centers - you can't stop a customer call for a pee break. It would be especially fun if the woman is working with a team of men on the other end, and near the end of the call, when she's already desperate, she asks one of the men to execute something and he goes "<colleague's name> can you do this? I am nearly pissing myself. I gotta run" and then comes back and talks of how relieved he is. The call finally ends, and she rushes to the toilet, only to find a long queue. She wasn't the only one on call for most of the day. She i
  3. One of the companies I worked for was located in some god forsaken corner of the city - with no public transport. So the company offered free transport to the nearest public transportation hub - it ran every half hour between 4:30pm to 6:30pm. If you missed the 6:30pm shuttle, your only option would be a very expensive cab ride (and you would have a long wait to get a cab). Now for the fun part - the company threw a "beer bash" for employees every Friday. Between 5:30pm to 6:30pm. So how about a woman who was enjoying her first beer bash, and lost track of time (as well as exactly how man
  4. I am with the suggestion to offer Amanda solution (A) but have her refuse on the grounds of it stinks/no one will use it. [Then maybe she will reach a stage where she understands her mistake?] Personally I would like to see (C) as the accepted solution. You would have to be pretty desperate to go over to the building opposite and ask to use their loos - especially if Amanda announces they are meant to be used only in case of an extreme emergency. And if the building opposite turns out to be a small family owned milk shake parlor with just one unisex toilet, with plenty of their own custom
  5. I think I will take #1 - not a fan of wet pants at all. Would you rather - 1. Never pee in a public loo (you can only pee in a toilet at home. Outside? Well, the world is your restroom my friend) 2. Never pee in your home toilet (there's always the kitchen sink I guess. Though if you have a room mate/family living in *shrug*)
  6. Scene-5: Game Over! Paul could feel all the soda pushing down against his spinchter, begging for release. His legs were crossed tight, but that was hardly any relief. He squirmed around, trying to find a more comfortable position but that only jolted his bladder. All the liquids sloshed inside him, making his urge even worse. Fuck. The pitcher was taking his time to walk up to the mound. Paul wanted to scream at him to hurry the fuck up. He would piss himself if he had to wait much longer. He looked around surreptitiously, looking for ways to escape his torture. He could just walk a
  7. Scene-4: The limits of the human bladder Paul had no choice but admit just how badly he needs to pee. His bladder was starting to really hurt. He couldn't possibly wait another minute, let alone another full innings! He would be pissing uncontrollably in his shorts any second now - his spinchter was just so tired of the wait, forced to hold back the weight of so much soda! He would beg Greg if that got him relief. He needed relief, right now. "Oh don't be a baby! Just wait till the game ends. It's just one more innings" He felt his bladder throb and pulse, telling him one more
  8. Thanks! * Blush Blush * Let's see how long he manages to wait!
  9. Glad to know you're enjoy this! He is a big boy, isn't he? He's gonna be waiting for a while I think ...
  10. Scene-3: Desperation Greg had enjoyed watching Paul fidget in his peripheral vision. He hadn't dared to stare, but just knowing his friend was desperate to use the loo was enough. He noticed Paul getting up - damn, Paul must be making his way to the urinals. Knowing he'll probably never manage to make Paul bursting to wee again, he decided to push his luck. "Oi! Where do you think you're going? No running away from the game", he kept his voice light as he pulled Paul by the wrist. "Oh come on! You know I won't leave without you" Paul almost whined, while stepping from foot to fo
  11. Scene-2: I don't want that soda! "Here, you can stop sucking at that empty cup now" Damn. Greg had bought him another king size soda. With two litres of heavily caffeinated monster soda already inside him and just half the game gone, he had not planned on drinking any more liquids. Much less yet another huge cup of heavily diuretic soda. His bladder was already uncomfortably full - nothing urgent yet, on the higher side of 5/10. His legs were still on top of the chairs in front of him, but they were no longer just casually crossed. He distinctly needed to press his legs together. Nor
  12. C2 is my first choice, Emma in a city environment. But A1 (Sarah in a rural environment) is good too!
  13. Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it ... I had initially planned a wet ending, but decided a sneaky piss was hotter. Glad to know you liked it! * Blush blush * Why thank you! This is the best compliment ever! Thank you! I am really grateful for your long comments! You have no idea how inspiring they are! I have never really written a toilet-queue story before, though it is such a common omorashi theme. I was planning to remedy that in this universe, though the plan was to have only the other men in the queue. Now, I am thinking I'll add Jordan too - I didn't think of "b
  14. Author's Note - I am writing this as part of a story trade with @Mad Bladder. They provided a detailed outline - so this fic will be somewhat different from my usual jam. I will post short chapters, scenes, as they get done. The first few scenes don't really have much desperation, but I promise the good stuff will come PS - The story is set against the backdrop of a baseball game. I know zilch about baseball. So if you're a baseball fan, I beg your pardon. Scene-1: I Need That Soda! "Must we?" Paul whined, as Greg stood in his living room giving him a stern glance. Paul loved
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