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  1. Chapter 1: When issues have to be faced “Thank goodness for the internet” Will said to himself as he sat alone in his office as always. It seemed more and more of his life, thank goodness, was able to be completed online. He liked it that way. He was much more than an introvert; he was known as the ‘weird’ guy, the ‘odd one out’ but he was unable to be anyone else. There was shy and then there was Will. Even at 28, almost 29, he had yet to meet a girl let alone date one. He liked them, oh he liked them very much, but he just couldn’t get the words out to tell them and while he had friends on social media he even struggled to message them in case he was seen as stalking them. Instead he thought about them in his head, letting his imagination run riot with all he would love to do. But today even the internet could not save him. Months previously, or maybe it was closer to a year, he had emailed his doctor about a minor issue that he could no longer self treat. He hated having to go see a doctor, or anyone really, but his cough just wasn’t shifting. By the time he had mustered the courage to get out his car, register his attendance on the surgery computer and wait to be called he was sweating and breathing way too fast. His cough could easily be treated but his doctor was way more concerned about his anxiety and social difficulties than his upper respiratory infection. She gave him some calming techniques and general advice but had said she would be referring him to a therapist in the hope he could get treatment. Today was the day he had to leave the confines of his office where he spent 8 hours a day alone, otherwise choosing to work from home. Will ate his lunch in the office, having ordered his groceries online, and never once left the room, even to use the bathroom. He had his own coffee machine and would just hold his bladder until he returned to his apartment where he could pee without anyone knowing. Will had to admit to himself he was afraid of people. Yet here he was bracing himself to have to see a therapist after work. The thought terrified him yet he knew he had to do something. He was lonely. He would never find a woman or get promoted or be able to go out with friends until he had help. He had to do this. He finished his coffee, packing his mug away in his Tupperware box to take home and wash. He went through his daily rituals for leaving work, cleaning his computer with wipes, lining his pens in order in his drawer then putting his coat on, always with the left arm in first. He crossed his legs unconsciously as his bladder reminded him he hadn’t emptied it since 7:15am. He had to admit his anxiety needed addressed as despite working in this company for three years he still had no idea where the gents even was. He just could never ask, though finding them now would really help as for the first time in three years he wasn’t able to rush home to the bathroom as he had a 90 minute appointment with a stranger. Nerves were not helping him either. Nerves always affected his bladder. In the privacy of his office Will gave his penis a little squeeze, and fidgeted a bit. He was used to holding his urine and despite many close calls he always managed to make it home with no more than a small leak in his underwear. Today would be testing his ability to the extreme. Instead of getting home at 6 he would not get home until nearer 8, two and a half hours from now. If only he could have detoured home first but Will knew he would never manage back out again and he would be too late even if he could. He checked the corridor to make sure everyone else was out of sight, picked up his backpack and headed to his car. Even if he did see the gents (though he never had before) he would be too scared to go incase someone else heard him or saw him. Within a minute he had signed out and used his card to open the doors and he was safely in his car. He let out the breath he had been holding since leaving his office as he lived in fear of someone even saying ‘bye’ as he had no idea what he should say back. Before turning on his engine and programming his sat-Nov he placed his hands over his penis again as his bladder once again sent a message for release. ‘If only the internet had a way to let me pee’ he whispered to himself. It helped him do everything else in life from having hot food delivered, groceries delivered, enabled him to stay in the ‘loop’ with family and friends via social media and entertained him via Netflix. If only the internet had a way to help him pee in private when he needed it too. Right now he could so do with that.
  2. Church Christmas show I went to a fairly large and popular church when I was in my late teens/early twenties. I was just your average girl, petite, bobbed dark brown hair and hazel eyes and an average figure. The church was held in an old stately castle which had very few toilets. This particular year there was a Christmas show and meal put on. It was a ticketed event to raise money for charity and it was sold out. The evening was starting about 5:30 with a full three course dinner but anyone taking part in the event had to be there from 3 so that everything was organised. I was part of the event so had been there a few hours before people began arriving. I had been assigned a job of taking people to their seats which were all pre reserved. I had been so busy since arriving at 3 that I hadn’t had a moment to use a bathroom and I was drinking shloer (non alcoholic grape juice) and water to keep myself dehydrated as the building was warm with an open fire and a fantastic Christmas ambience due to the warm glow, party atmosphere and Christmas carols playing. I was also nervous as I was going to be speaking some lines in front of over 200 people. As I was busy showing people to their seats I was aware that my bladder was filling up but foolishly put the feeling down to nerves. Anyway there was a constant stream of people arriving and I was way too busy to get a chance to go to the loo anyway. After about half an hour everyone was seated and the event began with a ‘cheers’ and a drink. With 200 people in the room it was noisy but so warm so I raised my glass like everyone else and then drank most of the contents fairly quickly. I wasn’t serving the first course but was on schedule to serve the mains. So my table was served our soup which I ate and loved. By now I was much more aware of my need to use the bathroom and decided I would nip there quickly before serving out the main course. I finished my soup, excused myself to my table saying I was going to help serve the main meal and headed for the one single toilet nearby. I had already been bursting for an hour and really had to go. I opened the first door to find quite a queue as clearly many people had come straight from work or been so busy setting up they hadn’t had a chance to go. I crossed my legs and decided I would serve some meals and keep checking, hoping the queue would die down very soon. The meals were sitting on serving trays nearby and I took some through to the hall. I must have taken in about twelve or so meals when I felt the tingling in my vagina again and knew I really ought to pee! I pushed the door open quickly but alas there was still a queue and so many people waiting for their main course! I gave myself a quick rub and returned to the meals. I served another ten meals (two at a time) before checking again. I really could do with a loo break! Others were serving the meals too and one of the leaders saw me heading to the toilets for the third time and said casually ‘let’s try and get these meals out first can we? There’s so many here and we need them out while warm. It shouldn’t take long.’ Long? I was bursting and we were only half way through serving! But I was shy and hated getting into trouble so I did as requested and just kept shifting about crossing my legs, moving constantly and trying to get it done quickly so I could run to the ladies. We were finally down to the last ten meals, most of which belonged to those who were serving. My bladder was so full I could feel the weight of it with every step. The tingling sensation in my vagina was much more constant now. It was uncomfortable but quite arousing too. I could feel myself becoming turned on as my desperation increased and my glands were secreting moisture. Being damp and open down there was also making my need to urinate stronger so I pushed open the door to the single stall again and visualised myself having a long and relaxing pee. It’s not ideal to visualise a toilet when very desperate because my urethra was close to opening when I suddenly saw a queue of five people standing waiting still! How could so many people possibly be going to the toilet during a meal! Arghhhhh I was too embarrassed by now and as I came out one of the male leaders saw me and wrongly assumed I had got to use the toilet finally so handed me my dinner and said to go and enjoy it. Now I do love a good roast dinner but now I was left with the prospect of eating it bursting for the loo. I returned to my table and sat down immediately crossing my legs tight. I decided the best thing I could do now to save my embarrassment was to eat my meal and then sneak out as soon as socially appropriate and use that toilet I had been dying to use for an hour and a half now! It’s embarrassing to write this but I recall sitting at that table so red faced trying desperately to hide the fact I urgently needed to piss and that holding was driving me crazy with sexual desire! I was noticeably squirming now and struggling to sit still. I would cross my legs one way, shift on my seat, cross them the other way, bounce my knee, sit on my foot, and finally settled for a few minutes by turning my chair slightly and perching right on the corner rocking side to side. The rubbing of the chair was sending shivers through me and driving me wild with erotic thoughts. I had to stop because I was becoming way too turned on in public. All the time I was trying to hide my urgency from everyone under the table whilst trying to eat my meal. More juice was poured out and despite furiously needing a wee wee I sipped at the fluids to wash down my meal. The plates were cleared ready for pudding and I slipped out. I had to get to the loo now. Even if there was a queue I realised I would need to stay and wait as there was no way I could take part in the show with a bladder this full and besides I could not stand or sit still for a second. As soon as I was out of the main hall I grabbed myself. My urethra was pounding so hard. The blood had rushed to my private areas and my lips were swollen with arousal. It was so embarrassing but I knew if I rubbed myself much at all I would orgasm and I could not do that in public. I longed to so badly though not just because my entire body longed to climax but also because I knew it would help me hold back the sheer urgency I had to pee. I ran to the bathroom with one hand wedged between my legs and pushed the door open with my bottom. Oh please be free toilet! Please. I need to release so bad! But alas for the fourth time there was a queue! This time four people, two woman, one in her late forties in a sparkly short sleeved silver top and smart black trousers, the other female in her mid twenties in patterned jeans and a Christmas t-shirt. The two men were a boy in his early twenties, a young professional brought up in a rich home wearing a suit and tie and the other a man in his mid thirties, recently married and dressed in smart trousers and a dress shirt. Knowing they all had to pee, possibly pretty badly, aroused me even more but I also felt the social pressure to not hold myself openly even in a bathroom queue. At first we all remained quiet, every one of us concentrating on holding our own toilet needs in and no-one giving eye contact. First in the queue was the older woman in the sparkly top. She stood at the door crossed legged in silence looking at the floor. Next was the rich boy who was casually leaning against the wall showing no outward signs of needing to piss at all. The older man was, in contrast, more obviously needing and had his hands in his pocket as he bounced on his feet standing, slightly bending his knees as he did so. The girl in the Christmas t-shirt, who I was friends with called Lorraine, was pee dancing a little too, whereas I was losing all modesty by this point and despite my embarrassment I returned my hand to between my legs. I had to. It was either hold myself or wee myself. I was frantic. Four people to pee before me. Oh God, I wasn’t sure if I could seriously hold it that long. The door opened and as an older woman in his late fifties came out the lady in the sparkly top uncrossed her legs and ran in. Three to go. Oh man. I could not stop moving, even for a second. I was jigging about, squirming, holding myself and moaning. I had been bursting for so so long and I was now at a 9/10. I was close to full on wetting! Oh hurry up people. I had a show to take part in and no spare clothes. I was holding myself for dear life! Lorraine was the first to speak just saying how crazy it was to have the show in the castle with just one loo for so many. I said there was probably other toilets on the other floors but I wasn’t sure where. Maybe she suddenly remembered knowing where other ones where or she was just taking a chance but she ran out saying cheers and at that there was just me and the two gents left. Oh I longed to skip the queue and wee. I was utterly desperate to use the toilet. But now there were only men waiting with me I felt I should remove my hand from between my leg. That thought terrified me as the upwards thrust from the pressure of my hand was the only thing keeping my throbbing urethra shut. I shyly apologised unable to so much as look at either man in front of me so I just muttered to myself. ‘So sorry. I’m just so desperate, been holding for hours. So sorry.’ The younger man in the suit was still leaning against the wall staring at the other wall not in the slightest paying attention to my frantic pee dancing and muttered embarrassing apologies. The older man in the smart trousers and shirt who had his hands in his pocket and was still bouncing was more talkative. Watching him was the only thing preventing me from wetting myself as his moves, the thought of his dick throbbing in desperation and his sexy pee bouncing was turning me on beyond belief. He looked at me sympathetically, his gorgeous brown eyes sending shivers right through my entire body. ‘I know how you feel. It’s cool. I have to piss so badly too. I was trying to wait for after dinner but I couldn’t. I was bouncing my knee through my starter and squirming so much during the main course my wife whispered to me to go use the bathroom before it was too late. I wasn’t expecting a queue though.’ Hearing a man talk openly about his need was almost sending me over the edge. My nipples were rock hard, my urethra pounding and my glands secreting so many secretions I could feel my knickers filling with my own juices. I actually longed to use my fingers to touch myself inside my underwear both to keep the flood gates from opening and to bring myself to a needed climax. Thankfully the toilet flushed and we could hear the lady washing her hands and opening the bin to put a hand towel in. As she opened the door the young man in a suit stood up from leaning on the wall and went in. I silently begged him to hurry. I couldn’t wait much longer. There were just two of us waiting now. I think after dinner speeches and clear up was starting and I knew I had to get back soon. But I knew more than anything else in the world I HAD to use a toilet first. I had jeans on myself and at the end of my tether I undid my belt and undid the button and zip. My bladder was so hard and distended and it thanked me by expanding outwards right away. I still had one hand between my leg and I was now crossing my legs, moaning and moving every way I could to hold. I also could not take my eyes off the man who was in front of me who had one leg in front of the other and was bent forward with one hand leaning on the wall and the other in front of his crotch. He looked as desperate as I was and I decided to tell him so. ‘You look so desperate there. I know how you feel.’ He looked at me again, this time with pleading almost crying eyes as he half whispered, half groaned ‘I’m gonna piss myself in a second if he doesn’t hurry up.’ And at that he doubled over using both hands to grab his member tightly. He looked back at me in a very similar state and undid his trouser button and fly pushing one hand immediately inside to hold his penis through his boxers. With his head down and legs tightly crossed he moaned that he had leaked a little. He hobbled over to the door and knocked shouting ‘can you hurry up. I actually can’t wait any longer now. Please.’ Oh my word his actions and being able to see his cotton boxers and hear him pleading almost sent me over the edge to climax. I half laughed but blushing so badly I said ‘you need to hurry too please. I am really desperate to wee too’ ‘No worries there’ he said still holding himself tightly. ‘This piss ain’t gonna delay for anyone’. He turned and looked at me his face beetroot with embarrassment as I could see his half erect penis form through his tight grip and a wet patch on his dark blue boxers. Just then the door opened and without any thought that I could see everything he used his other hand to pull down the top of his boxers for a second revealing his beautiful penis as he quickly grabbed it again with his thumb over the top as urine tried to escape. He hobbled to the toilet as the door slowly closed on itself I could see his piss dripping onto the toilet floor and then pour out at force as he aimed it at the toilet. He hadn’t managed to lock the door behind himself but seeing and hearing him as he went in was sending electric waves right though me. I now HAD to climax every bit as badly as I had to pee...and that was immensely urgently! I slipped a hand inside my pants unable to hide the squelching noise it made as my fingers touched my open and sopping vagina. I stroked myself right there outside a public toilet at a big church function as urine leaked slowly out of my urethra mixed with huge stringy mucus from my glands making my underwear and hands covered. I quickly plugged myself with two fingers and crossed my legs tight. I pushed the door to the toilet ajar and watched as the piss poured out the man like it longed to do from me. Anyone could walk into the door at any minute and I was so close to having an orgasm! I know I shouldn’t have but I decided the only way I could cope was to step into the bathroom and let the door silently close over. The man was oblivious as I stood at the wall behind him, pulled my jeans down slightly, leaned back against the wall and used my fingers to bring myself to climax as he unleashed his massive longed for and huge piss stream into the toilet at last. He was caught up in his own orgasmic release, his eyes closed, head back as he moaned in relief as I moaned in relief simultaneously for another reason. As he finished I was just shaking from my ‘moment’ when he flushed and turned and saw me. I was mortified and terrified and with my head down I hurriedly tried to pull my jeans back up. Now I had orgasmed though I was about to piss myself. ‘Sorry’ I muttered breathlessly. ‘I couldn’t wait any longer’ And at that I literally ran for dear life to the toilet pushing my jeans and underwear down just as the waterfall finally released. The man washed his hands and dried them while my violent, urgent, and very loud pee splashed against the pan and water beneath like my very life depended on it. ‘Sorry’ I muttered again as I moaned in relief. My pee was in no hurry to end but the man was so polite in waiting to open the unlocked door as by now he had washed and dried his hands and was ready to leave. He waited until I had finished and washed my own hands before he opened the door and we both returned to the Hall relieved and so much calmer. ‘It’s meant to be a great show tonight’ he said casually as we walked back. I could only smile at him. I felt as if I had already had the greatest show that night and so had he. I have never done anything like that since and don’t plan on doing it again. That is unless anyone wants me to...
  3. I once had a second evening job as a cleaner because I needed extra money. I was allocated a busy estate agents in the high street to clean after hours. I was told it would be unlikely any staff would be around so to lock up places as I cleaned them for security. I am a bit of a creature of routine so found myself in a routine of starting at one point and finishing by the back door so I could leave, lock up and drive home. It was rare to see any staff at all though I knew it was always possible. One Thursday night I was cleaning as normal. I had wiped down the tables and chairs, computer screens and door handles and I had vacuumed the large public areas and offices. Having worked there a while I had realised that Thursdays seem to be particularly hectic days for estate agents with many final offers, contract exchanges and other legal matters all concluding on Fridays. Every single work area had piles of work and the staff room had a large white board full of appointments for the staff, who were predominantly female. I only had two hours in the building due to alarms and security so I worked my way through cleaning the unisex bathrooms next, polishing the taps, disinfecting the sinks, scrubbing the loos and mopping all before locking the bathrooms up for the night. I often wore earphones and listened to music but this night I had forgotten my music but as I was focussed on work it never bothered me. As I left the toilets and locked them I heard someone come in the back door. I could hear footsteps from high heeled shoes coming towards me, which while very rare, I assumed it to possibly be the manager who may have forgotten something or returning something from a late viewing. While I heard the other person they clearly hadn’t heard me and seemed very flustered and stressed to see me in the office. ‘Sorry I wasn’t expecting to see anyone’ she hurriedly said as she paced on the spot as if still walking but yet not actually moving forward. The rhythmic quick tapping of her black high heals on the tiled floor of the corridor was echoing in the otherwise empty room. ‘I...emmmm...I was just popping past on my way home and had some urgent business I needed to do. If you would just excuse me a moment...’ and at that she grabbed hold of the door to the toilets obviously not expecting them to be closed. ‘I’ve just cleaned them sorry.’ I mustered, so taken aback at her sudden arrival I never thought to even offer to unlock them! ‘Oh yeah, of course. No problem. I’ll just get on with why I came back here and be on my way. I shouldn’t be more than ten minutes max. I’ll keep out of your way.’ And at that she walked briskly to her office area. I went to the kitchen area and emptied the mop bucket quickly then returned to clean the windows and mirrors, of which there were loads, around the office. As I did I watched in wonder as the estate agent, a tall dark haired skinny build but large breasted woman dressed in a tight white blouse, pencil black skirt, and suit jacket bend one leg behind her, then the other, then danced on the spot, then crossed her legs tightly all while trying to file away a pile of schedules for properties I assume she had been at earlier. I felt so embarrassed by the fact I hadn’t offered to unlock the toilets a few minutes earlier when it was obvious now the girl was bursting but I didn’t know what to do so carried on cleaning as I would have. I could hear the estate agent muttering to herself now. ‘Oh, I so need to go. So need to go.’ She was moving constantly, tapping her feet, rocking back at forth whilst standing and pulling one leg then the next behind her all whilst trying to write some things in a diary. I could not stop watching her! There was a glass mirror very close to her desk and it had finger prints on so really needed cleaned. I tentatively moved over to spray and clean it and was a bit taken back when the estate agent began suddenly talking to me as if we were best friends. ‘This job is murder at times you know. People don’t think about it but we are under so much pressure all the time. Do you know I have been to three different houses this afternoon since lunch and this is the first I have been in the office since this morning when I was in a meeting for two hours then had a quick lunch. I haven’t even managed to go to the loo since I got here at 8:30am! God, I’ve been bursting for hours now! You should try having to be professional and talk about new fitted kitchens and bloody ensuites when you just want to use the bathroom so bad. Oh my God I need to get home before I burst. Sorry for disturbing you tonight.’ She was so frantic by now as she leaned against her desk and pushed back clearly tightening her muscles as much as she could. I was beetroot red by now, both from embarrassment and being exceedingly turned on by her openness and obvious pee dancing. ‘I’m sure the floors will be dry now if ummm you would like me to unlock the bathrooms. Sorry about earlier. I was so shocked to see someone I never thought’ ‘Oh God, would you darling? It’s a super emergency!’ I fished into my apron pocket for the keys, leaving the window cleaner and cloth sitting on her desk and I walked briskly to the back of the office to the toilets. The estate agent followed, one hand now between her legs. As I put the key in the lock she leaned back against the wall moaning, her eyes closed and her face deep in concentration. She was obviously in severe need! I pushed the door open for her and went back to quickly finish the mirrors and clear up ready to leave. My last job of the night was taking the bin bag of rubbish out with me into the large bins at the back of the office. I locked all the cleaning equipment away while I waited on the lady coming out of the toilet. She seemed to be a while and I was getting worried the alarm may go off with us both in the building. I stood near the door with my coat on and bin bag in hand as she came out and rushed over to her area to collect her hand bag and keys from her desk. I locked the door of the toilets and held the back door open for her to leave first as she came towards me with a soaking wet pair of knickers and dropped them in my bin bag then rushed out the door into her car and reversed out without so much as looking back at me. I assume she had been so desperate she had wet right through her underpants...either that or she had been leaking from holding on for so long. Either way it was very erotic! I cleaned that same estate agents for a few more years but never did see her again sadly.
  4. One time I had to have some tests done including a scan of my womb as I was having some pain and the doctor was concerned I had cysts in my ovaries. The scan is the same one you need in the early months of pregnancy and involves drinking plenty water and having a cold cream on your bladder and a scanner pressed over it. Having spent years enjoying holding a full bladder I was not overly worried about myself but I was secretly looking forward to the fact all the others waiting would also have full bladders too. It really is a shame not many men require scan like this! I arrived not even needing to pee but having had most of the recommended water intake. I guess my bladder was bigger than most or I was just distracted by other things. Either way I was pretty comfortable. I found where to go and had a seat. It was very obvious who else was there for the same scan as they all clearly had to go way worse than me. There were three females, two of whom where accompanied by male partners. The first one had her legs crossed and was bouncing her top leg a lot. The second lady had her coat over her legs and was looking quite restless and the third taller lady was pacing the waiting room. I was there at the time I had been told and wondered how long these other ladies had been waiting. What made things much more interesting was that in the waiting room itself there was a toilet in the far corner and the door had been wedged wide open so the toilet pan was clearly visible like some sort of Chinese torture for these poor woman. The tall lady was called through and she grabbed her bag and sprinted. Less than ten minutes later she rushed back in through the waiting room and into the bathroom as we all got to hear her pee gush out of her! She then grabbed her partners hand and walked quickly out. I was still not overly desperate but both the other girls were very restless. The one with her legs crossed had crossed them the other way a few times and was gripping the arm of her chair too. The other girl had her hands under her coat and I am sure she was holding herself hoping no-one knew. It took a good few minutes before another person was called through, this time it was the lady with the coat over her legs. She shuffled on her seat then followed the nurse away as if nothing was the matter. The tall lady had shut the bathroom door earlier but the receptionist came in and checked the bathroom before leaving the door wide open again. The crossed legged girl said to her partner that she was really struggling and hoped she would be called soon because she was so full. As if on cue the receptionist came in with a huge jug full of water and some cups and placed them on a table in the middle of the room. Not to be content with this she took the top cup, placed it on the table and filled it up with water from the jug. She reminded us we must be very full for the scan so to feel free to drink. I had already had three bottles of water but decided to err on the side of caution and took the cup that was full and started sipping it. My bladder felt very hard and full and I was thinking if I had been anywhere else I would have used the toilet we were all sat staring at. Shortly after the lady who had had the coat over her legs came running in and quickly made a bee line for the toilet. Once again we all heard ever splatter of her pee. Stating the obvious the final girl’s partner stroked her arm and said ‘you must be next’ as she was bouncing both legs up and down looking at the floor. I crossed my legs as another lady entered the room looking flustered. Finally the lady flushed the toilet and ran embarrassed out of the waiting room not giving eye contact to any of us. The fidgety girl looked like she was close to wetting now and I heard her whisper that she was so desperate. The flustered girl who had not long arrived must have heard as she quite brazenly spoke up and said ‘god this is like torture isn’t it!’ To which the other girl just went ‘yeah’ rather embarrassingly. Within another minute she was called in and I was left with just the bold girl who saw no reason to be embarrassed about our situation and started chatting about how she was needing to pee on the bus on the way here and thought she would pee herself and now she still had ages to hold and how much she wanted to go. She was so different to the previous girls I was quite entertained by her. I sipped my water and sat crossed legged while she said she was bursting, desperate, full, dying to pee, gagging for a bathroom and barely holding on. This was finally making me need to go much more and I was so glad to see the fidgety girl coming back telling her partner to wait in the corridor as she clearly knew we would all hear her pee. We actually didn’t hear her much so I think she may have filled the pan with paper first to hide her embarrassment. Mouthy woman was getting more mouthy now saying how bad it was we had to have a bathroom in the waiting room and how stupid it was in this day and age that there was no other way to scan a woman than have her almost wet herself. I found her amusing but was glad to be called finally. Having freezing cold jelly put on your rock hard bladder makes your need to pee suddenly intensify. Add the pressure of a scanner on top and I had to bite my lip and tense myself to keep from leaking. It was over quickly though and I decided to avoid mouthy woman and drive home to pee. My word did I go when I got home! I wonder if mouthy woman made it or not?
  5. The lodger When I was at university my parents had a house guest come to live for a while. He was a friend of my dad’s brother who lived in London. The guy was in his late thirties, he had scoliosis and he was a London taxi driver! He hated London and wanted to try start a fresh life in Scotland and my parents wanted to give him a chance to earn money so he could then rent a house. He worked a lot but when around he seemed pretty friendly, relaxed and funny. One Friday I was home as I had no lectures that day so I had come home for a long weekend. By now only my younger brother still lived at home full time though my sister came home at weekends too. Phil (the lodger) was happy to help everyone out, especially as my parents had no car, so this morning he had given my brother a lift to school while I was still in bed. The first I heard was when he came back into the house about 9:15 and I heard him chap on the bathroom door. We only had one bathroom and it was clearly in use. Next thing I knew Phil chapped my own bedroom door and after a quick ‘come in’ he walked in quickly and without even bothering with the fact I was still in bed he asked me if I knew who was in the bathroom. I had no idea but guessed it could be my mum who often had a bath after we all left for school. Phil walked over to my window, opened my curtains a bit as if wanting to look out then turned and looked at me. I could see he seemed a bit sweaty, agitated and he had his legs crossed. He obviously wanted to use the bathroom but I wasn’t sure if he needed to empty his bladder or bowels or both. He moaned and said he had to piss pretty bad and could he wait in my room as he didn’t want anyone else to see. I sat up in bed and assured him that was fine and suggested he close the door as the bathroom was next door and he would hear when my mum (or whoever was in) would be out. I told him I had just woken up and needed to pee myself so I too hoped the loo would be free soon. Phil looked back out of my window having heard this and proceeded to bounce on the back of his feet. He then put one leg behind him and rocked back and forth. He was essentially pee dancing in my room right in front of me openly really needing a pee (as was I by now) and I was mesmerised by him. He wasn’t shy in any way and as he had quite significant scoliosis I was aware that he had an oxygen machine for through the night. As both my sister and I were home for the weekend he was sleeping in the lounge. He started telling me how he had woken up with such a dry mouth from the oxygen mask that he made himself a coffee. As he was about to go do his first morning piss he found my sister in the shower so he had to wait. He then had a second coffee which my mum made him with some toast. He has still not had a pee yet. He was about to go when my dad asked if he would drive my brother to school since he was running late. He figured it was a five minute drive there and five minutes back so he would hold and pee the minute he got back and the morning bathroom rush was over. As he has said all this he continued jigging around looking out the window, now with one hand also in his pocket. Watching him and hearing all this was arousing me so badly. Combined with my own growing need to empty my own bladder it felt like my whole body was on fire. It’s one of the only times I can actually recall being so horny I was dying to masterbate in front of someone! Of course I couldn’t but my breasts were so tingly and tender and my nipples erect and hard. My vaginal lips had swollen and parted and my urethra was thumping against my cotton knickers. I only had a cotton nighty on and I was acutely aware of how my hard nipples were obvious through the nighty, though Phil seemed far too engrossed in his own battle to notice. I still had my duvet on so I slipped my hand under the duvet, under my night clothes and gave myself a rub through my knickers. That sent waves right through me of intense need and desire. I was actually more bursting to wee than I had realised! I quickly threw the duvet off my legs, swung them round to the side of the bed and crossed my legs tight. Phil was now pacing my room. ‘Fuck sake I need a piss!’ He was muttering. ‘Me too!’ I said. He came and sat on my bed beside me, undid the belt on his jeans and his fly and used his hand to hold his penis through this boxers. I could see he was anything but flaccid down there as he rocked back and forth moaning. ‘I’d nip to the supermarket if I thought I could wait. But fuck I’d piss myself before I got there. How much longer can she bath for? I really need to go!’ ‘Me too’ was all I could muster as the sight of him in that state was causing mucus to seep into my knickers which made my need to pee 100 times worse. With my legs scissoring in and out revealing my light pink cotton knickers on show and one hand stroking myself I wondered how both of us would manage to walk to the loo when whoever was in finally left. Still holding his penis through his boxers, with his jeans fly open and his belt undone Phil stood and walked back over to the window again. The garden was over looked on both sides but here he was now asking if I thought he could piss in our garden because he HAD to go. I said my mum surely had to be out soon and he ran the risk of being seen. He moaned loudly and he was starting to get very stressed and angry now. ‘For god’s sake this is fucking crazy! How bloody long does it take for a fucking bath? I fucking need to piss.’ He was jumping about like a little kid, stroking himself in a last ditch effort to keep his bladder from bursting. ‘Have you got a jug Mary? A bucket? Anything? Mmmmmmm, ahhhhhhh, grrrrrrrr, I’m gonna fucking piss myself any second.’ Except I couldn’t get him anything. I couldn’t move. If I stood up I would flood my floor without a doubt. My pants were noticeably wet now and so full of mucus. It was oozing out of my open pussy as I shook with such an intensity of urgent need to piss and being on the verge of an orgasm. And right at that very moment we both heard the bathroom door unlock, the door open and someone walk to a neighbouring bedroom. With his jeans held up with one hand and the other grasping at his penis through his damp boxers Phil ran to that bathroom with me right behind him one hand now inside my knickers with two fingers inside myself holding back my flow. Phil had no hands left to close the door so without him realising I ran in right behind him and while he slide his dripping half erect member out the leg hole of his boxers and let rip a hugely long, satisfying and loud pee I had jumped into the bath, closed the shower curtain, removed my wet pants and I crouched down and pissed in the bath a long, orgasmic and wonderfully relieving pee myself. As Phil moaned I had to hold back my own moans as I wasn’t sure he knew where I was. If he did he never said as after he had finished pissing, he pulled his jeans up, fastened his belt, flushed, washed his hands and left. Meanwhile I finished my pee, brought myself to climax then had a shower. Neither of us spoke about that morning ever again.
  6. So... It's been a long time since I've wet myself. Too long really. But most of the time I've ever done it, it's usually very planned and very deliberate. Not this time. A usual day at work sees me going to the bathroom at least twice: once around halfway through my shift and another time just after I clock out to leave for the night. Maybe it was because it was busy, maybe I just got distracted, I'm not sure. All I know is that I never got a chance to use the bathroom today, and it definitely made my bladder feel insanely full for a good portion of my shift. I drink a lot of water to keep hydrated and all of it inevitably made its way into my bladder over the day. So by the time I'm walking out the door after hours once I'm done with everything, I'm pee dancing. Like legit "will squirt into my boxers if I cough or forget to keep my muscles tensed" kind of pee dance. The drive home is maybe ten minutes, not even on a good day, and it's 9:45 at night with no traffic. I take that chance. Every little bump and vibration is an absolute nightmare. My bladder probably feels the size of a grapefruit by now. I've done a measurement before and I know (when completely full) my bladder can hold at least 20-25 ounces. Obviously problematic should I ever have to pee in a bottle. I'm two minutes from my house when the panic sets in. My palms are sweaty, my thighs are pressed tightly together, and every time I have to move my foot onto the brake pedal is agony. Above all odds, I make it into the driveway and hobble up the driveway. It's a long dash to the end, to relief, but... That would have been too easy. Three locks: an outer screen door, a deadbolt, and the actual knob. Three locks stand between me and ecstasy for a bladder beyond full. The urge to pee, as we all know, increases immensely when unlocking doors. The screen door is open when a hard spasm bends me over and a burst of pee saturates my boxers. I moan, both out of equal frustration and relief, as I keep fighting with my key ring. The deadbolt is next. Another hard spurt. I'm starting to feel the warmth spread down my leg at this point and pool up in my right shoe. The last lock is done, and so is my bladder. I'm halfway down the hall, the toilet less than a few feet away, when I can hold on no longer. Another hard spurt breaks the seal and the audible hiss is all I hear as I make it into the bathroom. I rip down my zipper and try to get myself situated in front of the bowl, but the damage is already done. It's at least an 85/15 split of how much pee made it into my pants compared to the toilet. The floor is wet. My hands are wet. Even my socks don't escape the flood. I'm completely alone in the house and yet I still myself feel my face flush a deep shade of red as I peel off the drenched pants and hang them up to dry a bit before they'll inevitably go into the washing machine. I don't have any pictures. I wish I did honestly, but that was probably the last thing on my mind at the moment. All I know is this: that was probably the most exciting thing that's happened to me in the last month or so and I'm honestly craving for it to happen again... Not that I don't like deliberate wettings, but the unexpected and uncontrolled ones are just so hot. That's all I've got for now. Enjoy! And do share if you feel the same as I do :)
  7. The last tale of Alice was when she purposely put off using the bathroom at the wedding we went to so she got desperate and then told me she did it because she knew I liked it. Now that she had done it again my initial shyness about asking her about it had lifted. After that day she became pretty open about it and started asking us questions about the things we do and why we enjoy doing them. We were happy to share with her and liked the fact she seemed interested. A few weeks after the wedding she came to me and asked if she could watch when I did a hold/wetting. I said that was fine and the following day when we were all at home Matty was controlling my bladder and she came and watched and after he made me hold and I ended up wetting myself she told me that him controlling me was kind of hot and she was starting to see why I enjoyed it and said maybe one day she would like to try being controlled. We told her if she wanted to try it all she had to was say and we would help her out and see if she enjoyed it. In the weeks that followed I noticed that when she got home from work she always seemed pretty desperate to pee. I put it down to traffic and such but it was every night so I asked her about it. She seemed a bit embarrassed and then admitted to me that she had started skipping peeing on her afternoon break at work because she had seen how much I had enjoyed holding my pee and she was starting to enjoy leaving work needing to pee and not knowing how long it would take to get home and the potential of getting super desperate. Hearing her say that was beginning to enjoy it made me happy and I told her how fun that was. I didn’t do anything more until she felt comfortable with wanting to progress anything further and let her continue her building enjoyment of arriving home desperate. Then one day her enjoyment reached a new level and I knew then she was becoming one of us. We were going on holiday with our friends and had booked a caravan for the week at a place we have been a few times before because we love the location and it's a lovely place. Its roughly a three hour drive from where we are which isn’t too far. As there were 7 of us going we obviously had to take 2 cars. Matty was going to drive one and my sisters bf was going to drive the other. Alice and I were going with Matty and we would have one of our friends with us and then My sister, her bf and our other friend would go in the other car with the majority of the luggage. We went to our friends house, loaded up everything and got in the cars. Alice and I sat in the back so we could talk and Matty and his friend could talk in the front. The first hour of the journey went by pretty quick and we made good progress. However as we came to go through one of the main cities en route the traffic got pretty bad. We weren’t at a stand still, we were just caught up in traffic heading either to the shopping centre or to the football. We crawled along for about 20 minutes and finally got through the build up and were on our way again. About 5 minutes later we got a call from the other car saying that they were going to stop at the services to get some drinks and something to eat. We told them we would meet them there and 5 minutes later we pulled into the services and found where they were parked. We parked up and got out and Matty asked if we were coming in. We both said no and we asked him to bring us drinks. We stood at the side of the car chatting with the others and when they came back they gave us our coffees and we stood for a while drinking them and eating our snacks. When we finished we got back in the car and we set off again. We had been driving for an hour or so when Alice suddenly leaned over and whispered “I really need to pee”. I too had been feeling the effects of the coffee but I was just starting to feel the need to pee. I looked at her and noticed she was squirming slightly and bouncing her legs and I asked how bad she had to go. She told me she was getting really desperate and the coffee wasn’t helping. She asked how much further we had to go and when I told her we had about 30 minutes she squirmed and squeezed her legs. I said if she wanted we could stop off somewhere. I knew there was a town coming up and we could go to the supermarket if she needed to. She shook her head and said she was good then leaned in close and whispered “I didn’t pee when we stopped before despite needing to so there is no need to stop”. I looked at her puzzled and just as I was about to ask why she didn’t pee she said “when we stopped before I needed to pee a little and was going to go but then I decided it might be fun to wait and see if I could make it all the way, especially when adding a cup of coffee into the mix”. I felt myself getting turned on with the knowledge she had done this on purpose and then got even more aroused when she continued and said “and not only that, I figured you would enjoy being in the back of the car with me whilst I was dying to pee and unable to”. I just nodded, my mind so aroused that I was unable to form words. For the next 20 minutes as we drove along I enjoyed watching her squirm and bounce her legs. If that wasn’t sexy enough she kept whispering in my ear how badly she needed to pee and how close she was to wetting her knickers. She suddenly moaned in my ear and told me she had just dribbled a little and was getting dangerously close to having an accident. I told her we were almost there and she told me she hoped so as she was really bursting. Every so often she would moan and tell me that some more had dribbled out and she was struggling to hold it back. After a few minutes of this she gasped and when I asked what was wrong she looked at the guys in the front seat and when she saw they weren’t looking she took my hand slid it up her skirt. She pressed my fingers against her knickers and I felt a wet spot on them. When I touched it she told me she had leaked. I moaned as I felt the pee spot on her knickers. Knowing she was starting to wet herself out of utter desperation was making me so horny. She winked at me and said “oh and just so you know, that isn’t all from pee”. That just made it so much hotter, she was as turned on as I was and that was just wonderful. She kept moaning each time she leaked and as we pulled onto the road that leads down to the little village where we were staying she grabbed my arm and said she was spurting into her knickers and didn’t know how much longer she could wait. She was now holding herself under her skirt and squirming like crazy. We reached the village and drove past the caravan park as we were too early to check in but we planned it that way intending to spend a couple of hours in the village getting some lunch and having a look round. Giving those who hadn’t been before the grand tour. As we pulled into the car park we rang the others to tell them where we were. As we parked up I pointed out a building nearby the entrance to the car park and told Alice that they were the public toilets. She shook her head and said “no way, I’m about to burst right now”. As soon as the car stopped she pushed me to get out as we had put luggage on the other side of her. I quickly opened the door and got out and she jumped out after me, squatted down and before she even had to chance to lift up her skirt all the way she released a torrent of pee through her knickers and all over the floor. She let out a huge sigh of relief as she emptied her bladder and it just kept coming and coming. No wonder she had been bursting. Eventually her stream died down and she moaned out that it had felt so good. She stood up and wiped off her legs where drops of pee had ran down when she started peeing. She giggled when she saw the three of us just staring at her and said “what? I really had to go”. She went over to the bathroom and I went with her. We went inside and she lifted up her skirt and showed me her soaking wet knickers. They looked so sexy and I could just how wet my own knickers were from my arousal. She grabbed some tissue and wiped herself down and then headed back outside. I went and pee’d and whilst I was there I had to relieve myself. I brought myself to a wonderful trembling orgasm thinking about what had just happened. I cleaned myself up and went back outside to where everyone was and I told Alice what I had just done and she said “mmmmm, how nice, I will have to do the same later on”. We went and got some lunch and then went and checked into our caravan and unpacked and whilst we were sat chilling out I couldn’t help but think about how she had deliberately made herself desperate and got herself so close an accident. Not simply because she knew I enjoyed it like she had done before. This time she had done because she had grown to enjoy it. I asked her about how if had felt and she told me she now understood why I liked it so much. The feeling of almost losing control was nice but that moment when you release the pressure and finally pee felt so wonderful. She told me she had never been that desperate before and was falling in love with how it felt. I was happy that I had awakened her love for omorashi and I now had someone else to enjoy it with. I just didn’t know just how much that would be true. To be continued.
  8. Hey folks, I have a few stories that I want to post but due to family problems and then having Christmas to sort out I have been really busy. Now however I hope to get back into writing as I enjoy it and haven’t had chance to do much recently. I will start out by posting this story of superb desperation that I witnessed on New Years. As I said above we had some family problems during december. Earlier in 2016 my father in law had an operation and was in hospital for a while and he came home Mid November and seemed fine however about three weeks ago he started falling really ill which was a worry for us. Then unfortunately over Christmas he took a turn for the worse and was rushed into hospital and it didn’t look good. Thankfully after a few days of being in critical condition he pulled through and is now on the mend. Obviously that situation of not knowing if he would be alive come the new year was hard for us so when he started getting better it was a big relief. That being said we were emotionally and physically tired from dealing with that and having being really busy Christmas day and Boxing day. We therefore decided that on New Year's eve we were just going to stay at home and chill out. We usually go to work at our pub as New Year’s is busy and we enjoy celebrating with our regulars, friends and family. We made sure the pub had plenty of cover and said that if they needed help they could call us. We asked our friends if they wanted to come over and we would hang out, watch tv, play some games and just have a fun night together. On New Year’s during the afternoon we went over to the hospital to visit my father in law and on the way back we called at the supermarket and picked up some drinks and snacks for that evening. We then called in to see my mum on the way home and she told us that she and my Aunt Jane had tickets to a party being held at the hotel located between our town and the next town over. I have an agreement with my mum that if she goes out in the evening either myself, my sister or Matty will come and pick her up. That way she doesn’t have to get a taxi and I know she gets home safe. I told her that we were not going out so I would come and pick her up. She said she would be fine and would get a taxi so I could have a drink but I reminded her that at the moment I am taking medication and I am not allowed to drink so after a few back and forths and me telling her I would taking my friends home anyway she agreed to call me when the party was over and I would go and pick them up. After that we went and picked up our friends and went home. We had a really good night playing games and ringing the new year in and after midnight and watching the fireworks in London we finished of the game we were playing and flopped on the sofa’s in the living room and listened to music and reminisced about memories from the past year. My mum had told me it could be 3 o’clock before she rang which I said was fine and my friends were fine with going home when I went for my mum. About half past 2 my mum called me and said that the party was winding down so they were ready to be picked up whenever. I told my friends to get ready and went to get my coat. As I stood putting my shoes on I realised I needed to pee but decided to wait and have some holding fun. When my friends were ready we went and got in my car and I drove them home. It took about 10 minutes to get them home due to the complete lack of other cars on the roads and after I dropped them off I set off to get my mum and Aunt Jane. As I got near the hotel I called my mum to say I was almost there and she said they were sat in the hotel lobby. When I arrived I parked up and went inside and found them sitting on a sofa by reception. When they saw me they got up and came over to me. It was obvious they had had a few drinks but thankfully they were only a little drunk. My mum came over to me and pointed to a woman who had been sat with them and asked if I was able to give her lift home as well. I asked where she lived then realised it wouldn’t have mattered, I would have given her a lift wherever she lived. My mum told me where she lived and I realised that although it was going out of my way I could do a big loop back to our town to drop everybody off. My mum shouted the woman and we all went and got in my car. My mum sat in the front seat and my aunt Jane and the woman who I found out worked with my mum and was called Susan sat in the back. We set off towards Susan’s house and I enjoyed listening to them talking about their evening and their happy spirit. It took about 15 minutes to get to near where Susan lived and a few minutes for her to direct me to her street and house. We pulled up outside and she thanked me and got out and my mum said that Susan had something for her and would be right back. She got out too and I watched them walk up the path and go into the house. I text Matty to let him know I would be longer than expected and that he didn’t need to wait up. I sat for a few minutes listening to Jane quietly sing along to the radio before saying “do you think your mum has decided to sleep over”. I laughed and said “yeah maybe, she might have moved in”. Jane laughed and went back to singing. A couple of minutes passed and she suddenly said “I hope your mum isn’t much longer I could really do with a wee”. I looked round at her and noticed that she was fidgeting slightly and bouncing her legs. I also noticed that I too was getting desperate. It had been a while since I left home and decided not to pee. I shifted in my seat and waited for mum. She finally came out of the house and got back in the car. As she did Jane leaned forward and said “bloody hell Vee (that’s what she calls my mum) we thought you were never coming back”. My mum laughed and said she was looking at something and started telling us about it as we set off towards home. We were driving for about 15 minutes or so and just as we were coming down the main road into our town my mum said that Jane was coming back to her house so I didn’t need to go to Jane’s first. I acknowledged her and before I could say anything Jane spoke up and said “yeah and can you be quick about it, I’m busting for a pee back here”. My mum laughed and Jane said “it's not funny, I feel like i'm about to wee myself and it's your fault for taking so long at Susan’s”. My mum just sat laughing and told her she would be fine. Five minutes later we rolled up outside my mum’s house and we all jumped out. Jane dashed up the driveway and when she reached the front door she looked round and found my mum in the boot of my car getting the things she had picked up from Susan. Jane shouted down at us to hurry up and open the door and stood dancing and squirming on the doorstep as we walked up. We got to the door and my mum gave Jane the bags she was carrying so she could get out her house keys. When she fished them out she opened the door and we went went inside. Jane dropped the bags on the floor and leaned down to unstrap her heels, all the while wiggling in desperation. As she undid the straps on her shoes my mum kicked off her heels and headed off upstairs. Jane asked where she was going and she said she was going to pee. Jane protested saying she was bursting and my mum told her she should have worn easier shoes to take off and continued upstairs and into the bathroom. Jane finally removed her heels and walked into the kitchen with the bags and I followed. She put the bags on the kitchen counter and immediately crossed her legs and grabbed her crotch. She danced around the kitchen moaning and gasping as she desperately waited. After a minute of this she pulled up her top and opened the button on her tight jeans obviously to relieve a little pressure and resumed her leg crossing and bobbing. I watched this show for a couple of minutes before she walked to the bottom of the stairs and shouted upstairs “hurry up vee i'm starting to wet myself”. She came back into the kitchen and leaned against the counter and wrapped her legs around each other and crossed them tight. She starting making loud gasps and chanting that she needed a wee. This lasted for about 30 seconds before she suddenly looked down and said “oh god I can’t hold it”. Had she been wearing light jeans I’m sure I would have seen a wet patch appearing but as they were dark you couldn’t see anything. She bounced on her feet for a few moments doing that quick breath intake that frantic people do when about to pee themselves and suddenly looked at me and said “oh god it's no good”. She dashed across the kitchen and opened the cupboard and pulled out the mop and bucket. She quickly removed the mop and then pulled down the zip on her jeans and whilst hopping from foot to foot she pulled them down revealing a white lace thong and then quickly pulled the thong down. The instant she pulled it down she started peeing and quickly squatted over the bucket and pee’d a long hard stream into the bucket. As the bucket was plastic the sound of the pee hitting was super loud but not as loud as her relieved sigh. She continued peeing for what seemed liked ages and eventually the stream died down and she sighed happily as the last few drops dripped into the bucket. She wiggled gently then stood up and pulled her knickers and jeans back up. She looked at me and apologised but she was about to explode. I just nodded and said it was fine. She picked up the bucket and went to the back door and poured it down the drain. She came back in and rinsed the bucket under the tap and as she did my mum came into the kitchen and Jane said “I had to use my bucket”. I wondered why she said “my” bucket and when my mum saw me looking puzzled she laughed and said “it's “her” bucket because that isn’t the first time she has used it in a desperate situation”. Jane laughed and patted the bucket and said “aye, she has helped me out a few times”. She walked over and put the bucket back in the cupboard and set about making drinks. I said my goodbyes and went out to my car. As I drove home I had to hold myself as watching Jane had made me super desperate to pee and I was almost leaking. When I got home I dashed inside and stripped out of my leggings and enjoyed a nice long pee through my tight pink knickers. I went to my room and found Matty in bed watching TV. I got in and snuggled up to him pressing my soaking wet knickers against his leg. When he felt them he smiled and we then enjoyed a lovely start to the new year.
  9. Not long after the events of the first story Alice ended up moving in with us. As we hung out quite a lot and she spent a lot of time at our house she would often end up sleeping over in the spare room and a few times we joked that she should just move in. Then unfortunately her Great Grandfather died and in his will he had left his house to Alice’s Mum. At the time Alice’s parents were renting the house they lived in and decided to move into the house they had inherited. The house in question was in the next town over and Alice didn’t really want to have to move and be far away from where she worked and her friends. We talked about it and told her that as she spent a lot of nights at our house anyway she was more than welcome to move in with us and claim one of the spare rooms as hers. At first she seemed hesitant but we convinced her she wouldn’t be imposing and we would love to have her around all the time. In the end she agreed and that weekend we went and collected all of her things and moved her in. This story takes place a couple of months after the first one. After what had happened in the first story she hadn’t said anything else about what she had done and saying she might do it again. I wanted to ask her but I figured it had been a one off and didn’t want to push the subject and make things weird. So I accepted that it would just be a happy memory and left it at that. However I would find that not to be true soon enough. Matty’s cousin and his gf were getting married and as family we were invited to the ceremony and the reception. The ceremony was being held at a church across town and the reception was at the function suite in the hotel just down the road from where we live so we decided we would drive over to the ceremony and then afterwards we would bring the car home and drop it off and then walk down to the hotel as it would only take us about 10 minutes and then we could enjoy ourselves and not have to worry about driving. On the morning of the wedding we had some breakfast and then got ready. When Alice came downstairs she looked stunning in a black dress that showed off her sexy figure. Not to mention her beautiful orange hair stood out against the dark colour. I had put on my red dress which was a little more floaty than hers but apart from that they were very similar. We sat in the kitchen doing each other's makeup and finishing our cups of coffee when Matty came downstairs having finished showering and changing and asked if we were ready. I went upstairs to grab the bag that matches my dress and figured whilst I was there I would use the bathroom. I went and peed and then when I got back downstairs I found Alice and Matty were already outside waiting by his car. I put my shoes on, locked the door and went over and got in the car and we set off. It took about 20 minutes to get to the church due to normal Saturday traffic and when we got there we parked up and went to join the other people who were already there. We found Alice’s parents talking to some other people and went over to see them. After greeting them and exchanging pleasantries they held up glasses in their hands and pointed over the crowd and said if we wanted a glass of champagne they were handing them out over there. Matty went over and brought back two glasses for myself and Alice and we stood chatting. About five minutes later Matty’s brother appeared out of nowhere with a cheery greeting and held out two glasses of champagne. We looked at him puzzled and he told us he had accepted them but he didn’t drink and his girlfriend hated champagne so we could have them. We didn’t complain and both Alice and I took a glass off him. We continued talking and going around saying hello to different people that we knew and did so for about 15 minutes whilst other guests arrived and we were then told we could go inside and take our seats. I finished my second glass of champagne and Matty took the empty glasses over to the table where they had originally come from and we ventured inside. We made our way down aisle and decided to sit on the fifth row back. We were the first on the row so Alice was sat on the end with me next to her and Matty on my other side. We sat and looked through the ceremony schedule we had been given whilst the other guests filtered in and found seats. Not long after everyone was inside and seated and then the ceremony started. The bride came in and looked absolutely stunning. She walked down the aisle and took her place at the altar and we sat back to enjoy the wedding. As the ceremony went on I noticed my bladder filling thanks to the cup of coffee and two glasses of champagne. As time passed I gradually got more and more desperate and was soon sat shifting subtly in my seat. I checked the schedule and saw that there wasn’t long left which was good as I really didn’t fancy the idea of being super desperate in the middle of a church full of people. As they got to the exchanging of vows I noticed a brushing on my leg and looked down and found Alice’s leg bobbing up and down gently and I wondered if she too found herself victim to the champagne. For the next few minutes whilst the couple exchanged vows I couldn’t help sneaking glances at her sexy legs gently bouncing and enjoying the knowledge she may need to pee too. After the rings were given and the couple were pronounced man and wife there was a round of applause as they kissed and they set off down the aisle towards the door. We watched as they went past and then people started leaving their seats and heading out of the church. I sat back down and commented on what a lovely ceremony it had been and Alice agreed. Then in a whisper said “I’m glad it's over though….I’m busting for a wee”. I laughed and told her I was getting pretty desperate too. She asked if the church had a bathroom and I said it did and that it was downstairs. I told her I was going to wait until we got home but she said “I think I had better go before we leave, I kept thinking if the ceremony went on much longer I would have to get up and leave I was getting that desperate. We waited for the mass of the crowd to leave and then left our row. I told Matty that I was showing Alice where the bathroom was and he said he would be outside and left with his brother. Alice and I walked over to the door in the corner of the church that I knew from past experience as a girl scout at church parade led down to the basement and the rooms that creeped me out when I was younger. We went down the stairs and upon reaching the bottom and turning the corner we found a few people stood outside what was the bathroom door. It seemed a few people had fallen victim to the effects of the champagne and had come to use the bathroom. Alice looked at the queue of people and said “I can’t be bothered waiting, I will wait till we get home. I asked if she was sure and she nodded and said “I can’t just stand here waiting, It will take as long to wait here as it would to get home”. I nodded in agreement and we went back upstairs. When we left the church and walked over to the car we found Matty stood at the car with his cousin and told us we were giving him a lift. He and Matty got in the front and Alice and I got in the back and we set off. As we drove along I couldn’t help watching Alice fidget and squirm and after ten minutes we came into the town centre and hit the traffic lights. As we moved along through the traffic Alice got more and more squirmy and I asked if she was okay. She looked at Matty and his cousin in the front and leaned over and whispered “I’m bursting, I’m gonna wet the seat if we don’t hurry up”. I felt myself get aroused at her words and I whispered back “don’t worry babe, I’m in the same boat”. Which was true, it seemed like the delay of getting caught in traffic had made my desperation shoot up and I too was feeling like I was close to leaking in my knickers. We finally got through the traffic and headed out towards the hotel. We pulled up at the end of the driveway of the hotel and Matty’s cousin jumped out and we continued up the hill to our village. It seemed like now it was just the three of us Alice was no longer embarrassed and told Matty to hurry up as she was dying for a wee and about to soak the back seat. Matty laughed and said “i know the feeling”. I then noticed he was squirming as he drove and my arousal grew at knowing Matty was desperate too. A few minutes later we pulled into our driveway and parked up. We jumped out of the car and headed over to the front door. We all stood squirming and dancing as I fished my keys out of my bag and unlocked the door. We went inside and Matty kicked his shoes off and dashed upstairs. We did the same and followed him up and as we got to the top of the stairs we saw him disappear into the bathroom. Alice and I went into my bedroom and stood waiting desperately for Matty to finish. When he did Alice asked if I wanted to go first and despite it being obvious she was more frantic than I was I accepted and went over to the bathroom. As I went in she followed me and watched as I pulled my knickers down and sat down on the toilet. I sighed happily as I released the pressure growing on my bladder and let a loud stream splash into the toilet. Immediately Alice stuck her hand up her dress and held her pussy and moaned. She started pee dancing like crazy and told me that watching me pee was torture. By the time I finished peeing she had started leaking and had pulled her dress out of the way and I could clearly see the wet patch growing on her blue knickers. I took my time finishing and when I stood up and pulled my knickers back into place she quickly dashed over, yanked her knickers down and let out a huge sigh as she relaxed and emptied her bladder. I just stood listening to her strong stream and sighs of relief and found myself getting very turned on. I stood at the sink washing my hands and when she finished she came over and washed her hands. I was about to walk out of the bathroom when she grabbed my arm and said “i bet you enjoyed watching me like that didn’t you”. I looked at her sheepishly and she moved closer to me and said “don’t be sheepish, I am glad you enjoyed it, I wanted you to enjoy it”. I smiled at her and she leaned in and whispered “why do you think I didn’t pee before we left earlier….why do you think I said we wouldn’t wait in line at the church….why do you think I let you go first”. My mind raced as these thoughts processed. She pulled back and looked at me with a cheeky smile and said “its because I know you like seeing me in that state, and I like that you enjoy it, did you enjoy it??”. I nodded and said I enjoyed it very much. She smiled and asked “can I see how much you enjoyed it?”. Before I could say anything her hand ran up my skirt and made contact with my knickers. She pushed her finger against my pussy and felt the wetness there caused by her sexy desperation. She smirked when she felt it and whispered “my you really did it enjoy it”. She pulled her hand from under my skirt and kissed me on the cheek before leaving the bathroom and leaving me standing there unable to comprehend what had just happened.
  10. It's been a long time since I last posted, but I'll just blame work and life for that. Luckily for me and you all, work provided me with a desperation experience that was honestly mortifying when it happened but now turns me on the more I've thought back on it. The place I work only has two bathrooms, one male and one female, that are shared by employee and customer alike. So in the event the store is even slightly busy, the chances of having a bathroom to use when the urge arises is slim. That leads us to a day ago when, after working a good five hours before break, I was honestly bursting. I have the bad habit of letting my bladder fill up over the course of the day and find myself getting distracted by my work until the point I'm pee dancing and have a full bladder between my legs. So when I finally got away from my register and found the bathroom door locked, a hard spasm rocked my bladder and made my heart start beating super fast. I've never peed myself in public. At least not as an adult. And I wasn't exactly looking to make that happen. So I tell myself that it's only going to be a few minutes, I'll get into the bathroom, relieve my bladder, and that'll be that. That wasn't the case... Minutes tick by and my mystery occupant still hasn't emerged from the bathroom. I'm usually too shy to knock, but I do, and hear back, "Hold your horses. Just finishing up." I had to piss like a racehorse. I could tell. It's a frantic, panicky pulse surging up into my lower stomach and making my legs feel shaky. The toilet flushes and it happens. A hard spurt of pee bursts into my pants and I just stand there, blushing I'm sure, and look down to check the damage. Call it luck or fate or whatever, but my pants show little to no signs of what had happened. Apparently my boxers had taken the brunt of the damage and absorbed what they could before reaching my work pants. When the door finally opens, I politely slip around an elderly man that slowly makes his way out. My bladder sees the urinal and decides that the next few seconds it takes to undo my zipper is just too long to wait. I start peeing, another hard spurt followed by a weak dribble, my boxers feeling wet against my skin with each leak. By the time I get myself situated, the damage is done. A spot the size of a grapefruit is now on the right side of my crotch and a few errant streaks are gradually appearing beneath it. In the moment, I don't care. All I can think about is the relief. I'm peeing so hard against the porcelain that I'm getting some splash back, but it seemed insignificant compared to my other patch. When my bladder finally expels it's final drops, I feel physically drained. A knock at the door is what makes me panic: another customer. I have no choice but to wash my hands as obnoxiously as possible, literally splashing water on my pants and shirt as I emerge from the bathroom. My face is red. I know it is. "Hand dryers just don't work for me," I say. The guy who goes in after me seems to pay no mind to my predicament. The rest of the night is relatively uneventful. So there you have it: that's probably the closest I've come to wetting myself in public. I can't say that I enjoyed it in the moment, but I definitely find it hot to think about now that it's over.
  11. In the stories, I post here and whilst on the discord chat I mention Alice who is mine and Matty’s girlfriend. She is also our submissive and gives Matty and I complete control of her. I get asked a lot of questions about her and I figured I would share a few tales of her fall into the rabbit hole and how she gained a love of omorashi. I will start with the first time I ever saw her truly desperate and fell in love with seeing her in a desperate state. Her and Matty have known each other since they were children as their parents were family friends. Then when they were about 11 years old her Mum got in a relationship with one of Matty’s uncles and eventually they got married so they became cousins. When I got together with Matty I met her a few times. Mostly at family gatherings and parties and got on really well with her. Then a couple of years ago, just after we moved to our new house we were at a family party and when we and our friends left to go back to our house she tagged along and spent the evening with us. She then sort of molded into our friend group and her and her and I started hanging out all the time and became best friends. This story takes place one weekend in early 2015. Matty was going away for the weekend and I had no plans so I asked Alice if she wanted to hang out. She said she would love to so after Matty left I went and picked her up and we went out shopping. We talked about what we were going to do and she said that her and her parents had been invited to an open house party for somebody's birthday and said we could go there if we wanted something to do. I decided it sounded fun so she rang her parents and said we would be going. She said she would have to go home and get something to wear but I told her she could raid my wardrobe. After we finished shopping we went back to my house and spent the afternoon chilling out. When it came time I went and showered and as I sat drying she came in and I told her to pick an outfit from my cupboard then she could go and shower. She went into the cupboard and I heard her looking through the clothes hanging there and her comments of “oooo I like this” or “this is nice”. After a few minutes she said “am I okay to wear this”. I looked around and saw she was holding my one piece, baby blue, romper shorts suit. She held it up to herself and I nodded and said she could wear whatever she wanted and added she would look super cute wearing that. She went off to shower and I finished drying off and got dressed. I chose a red top and a floaty white short skirt. As I was getting dressed she came back and after drying asked if she could borrow some knickers and I pointed out my underwear drawer and she rooted through and pulled out a pair of light blue knickers that matched the color of the romper suit. She slipped them on and I asked if she wanted the matching bra. She thought for a moment then said she was okay and didn’t need one. I made the mock “oooo naughty” and she laughed and said she preferred not wearing one. She slipped on the romper suit and I helped her zip up at the back and when she asked how she looked I told her the truth and told her she looked stunning. The suit showed off her sexy curves and made her beautiful orange hair look even more stunningly orange in contrast with the pale blue. I also noticed that her lack of bra meant her nipples were poking against the material and were fully on show. I couldn’t help staring at them thinking how sexy her boobs looked wrapped in the thin blue fabric. Then she turned round and almost floored me when I saw how nice the shorts made her butt look. We finished getting ready and then we called a taxi and headed off to the party. The party was pretty fun and we spent the evening chatting and enjoying the festivities. When her parents left the party Alice said she was staying and I said she could stay at mine that night to save her having to worry about what time she was getting home to her parents. We stayed a couple more hours than as people started leaving and the party was dying down we decided to head home. I looked at the time and saw it was half past 12 and when I rang for a taxi they said it would be about 20 minutes which I figured as it was Saturday and they would be busy. We got another drink and sat waiting for our taxi to come. A couple who were at the party said they were going to ring for a taxi and I said if they wanted they could share ours as we were heading in the same general direction. I got a text about 20 minutes later saying our taxi was on the way. I went to find the couple to let them know and after I found them I visited the bathroom as I needed to pee and given how much I had been drinking I knew I would get desperate pretty quickly and figured I might as well empty my bladder and let it fill again rather than skipping it and ending up super desperate. After I peed I went back to Alice and told her the taxi was on the way and she said okay and went off out of the living room and I assumed she had gone to the bathroom. I would soon find out however that she hadn’t. She came back a few minutes later and just as she did my phone rang and the driver said he was outside. We grabbed the couple who was coming with us and went and got in the taxi. I explained to the driver we were going to the first address and would then be going to the address on his computer. He said that was fine and we headed off. As we drove along we chatted with the couple and because I had sat on the seat facing the back window I was facing the other three and from my position I couldn’t help but notice Alice jiggling her legs up and down. I didn’t think anything of it as I assumed she had used the bathroom just before we left and just thought she was like me and her legs were a bit chilly. It took about 10 minutes to get across town to where the couple were going. As we pulled onto their road the guy pulled out his wallet but before he could open it I told him not to worry as the taxi fare would go onto the account we had with the taxi company. After a back and forth between us he eventually gave up trying to give me money, thanked us and they got out. The driver clarified our drop off point and set off when I said it was right. I moved across to the spare seat next to Alice and when I looked round her leg bouncing had gotten a lot more intense and before I could say anything she let out a low moan and whispered “ohhh I really need a wee”. My eyes widened and I said I thought she had been just before we left. She shook her head and said “No, I went to say goodbye to the host’s, although I probably should have peed because now I am really desperate and in danger of wetting myself”. Those words hit me and I became awash with arousal. I looked down at her legs which were shaking and bouncing and she was rocking back and forth. I asked if she would be okay and she nodded and said “yeah, as long as we get to yours quickly I will be fine”. It only took about 6-7 minutes to get to our drop off but those 7 minutes were spent listening to her moan and gasp and watching her bounce and squirm. When we pulled up we jumped out and I paid the driver and then we set off walking up the back road towards my front gate. As we were walking she kept stopping and crossing her legs and each time she did I felt my pussy throb with arousal. We got to my gate and set off up the drive. I noticed my sisters car wasn’t there and realised I didn’t have any keys to get in having agreed with my sister that she could let us in. I told this to Alice and she looked at me in despair and asked where she was. We reached the front door and I rang Casey and she said she had just called at the takeaway and would be home in about 5 minutes. I put the phone down and told Alice who moaned and jammed her hand in her crotch and started pee dancing. I was mesmerized watching her. Knowing she was almost peeing herself turned me on but the fact she was wearing my knickers and my romper suit, which had been soaked in pee many times before, was only adding to my arousal. She kept moaning about how close she was to bursting and I suggested that she squat and pee by the drain. She shook her head and said to do that she would have to take off the suit and she didn’t have a bra on and didn’t want to reveal herself and then get caught mid pee by my sister and her boyfriend. She continued dancing and squeezing her legs and each time she moved her hand from her crotch I noticed that she had pulled the suit tight into her pussy to help hold and ease the pressure and it had given her a sexy cameltoe. I could only stare with the knowledge that beneath just two thin pieces of fabric was her desperate pussy only just managing to hold back an ocean of pee. I was brought back to reality by her suddenly gasping and a chorus of “no no no”. I asked if she was okay and she laughed and said “Casey better hurry up, i almost lost it then”. The next few minutes she paced around the door step moaning about how badly she needed to pee and close she was to weeing herself. All I could do was stand there getting insanely turned on. The feeling of my pussy soaking through my knickers was driving me crazy. I thought it couldn’t get better then suddenly she stopped pacing and said “oh god”. I asked what was wrong and when she moved her hand away I saw a wet patch on the crotch of the shorts. She jammed her hand back against her pussy and moaned “oh god where is she, I’m gonna explode”. She leaked a few more times and the wet patch slowly got bigger. I couldn’t believe it, a gorgeous redhead frantically trying not to have an accident and slowly failing. I thought i was dreaming. Eventually we were thrown into light by Casey’s headlights and she pulled up to the garage. She got out of the car and went to say something but Alice shouted over her “hurry up Case, i’m practically wetting myself”. Casey laughed and came over and unlocked the door. As soon as the door opened Alice jumped over the doorway and kicked her shoes off. She stood at the bottom of the stairs for a moment holding herself tight before dashing up the stairs. I kicked off my own shoes and was about to head into the kitchen when Alice shouted my name followed by come here quick. I wondered what was up so I went upstairs and found her standing in the bathroom door. I noticed streaks of pee slowly running down her legs and at first I thought she had lost control and had had an accident. Then I noticed she was still holding herself and dancing in desperation. I asked what was wrong and she said in a panicky voice “I can’t reach the zip on the back to take it off, please do it and be quick I can’t hold it”. I realised she had almost reached relief but then found an obstacle and the streaks on her legs were from spurts and leaks as she tried to hold on. My horny side wanted to leave her zipped up and watch her struggle and have her beg me to release her but I didn’t want to be that cruel, especially as she wasn’t into being made to hold it. I quickly undid the zip and she frantically peeled off the suit and pulled it down and started peeing just as she reached the toilet. A forceful stream cascaded into the toilet and she let out a long low sigh of pleasure. She peed for a long time before eventually her bladder emptied and the stream died down. She sat for a moment sighing contentedly before kicking off the suit and asking if she could have some pyjamas. I went and got her some of my pyjamas and she slipped them on whilst I peed and then I went and got changed into some pyjamas and we went and sat downstairs and helped my sister and her bf eat their take away. After they finished eating they got themselves a drink and headed off to bed leaving me and Alice chatting downstairs whilst we each drank a cup of tea. As always when I have been drinking my bladder was filling up pretty quickly and I was enjoying the feelings, especially since I was already super turned on. I wanted to keep holding it and enjoy being super desperate. We sat talking and drinking our tea and my bladder continued to fill really quick and soon I was sat there busting for a pee. I noticed Alice was sat squirming slightly and loved the thought of her bladder filling up quickly like mine. She finished her cuppa and after a few minutes she put the cup down and said “its no good, I’m gonna have to have a wee, don’t want to end up like before”. We both laughed and she stood up. As she was walking to the door I told her I was going to go watch TV in bed and if she wanted she could join me. She thought for a moment, all the while subtly pee dancing, and said she would go to bed. She left the room and I tidied the cups away and went upstairs and checked the spare room was in order. When she finished in the bathroom she came in and I bid her goodnight and left her to it. Now that I was alone all I could think about was my rapidly filling bladder and my pussy dripping with arousal. I went to my room and grabbed the pint glass that was on my table and went and filled it up in the en-suite and went back to my bed. I slowly drank the water whilst enjoying the feeling of my bladder swelling. Once I finished it I put the glass and laid back. I slipped my pyjamas off and started to tease my aching pussy. After about five minutes I was absolutely bursting for a wee and having to really hold back. I replayed the images of Alice dancing in desperation and as I felt my own desperation imagining that is what she must have been feeling. I laid there squirming for about ten minutes until I was only just managing to keep holding. I started edging my pussy and holding myself right on the edge of cumming. I started leaking pee over my fingers which only turned me even more. I pictured Alice slowly leaking into her shorts and I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to cum. I let myself fall into an intense orgasm. As I came I started spurting uncontrollably and clamped my hand against my pee hole to stem the flow. Holding back so much liquid enhanced the pleasure and when it died down I laid for a moment enjoying the post orgasmic bliss. I felt my fingers getting wet and knew I was seconds from exploding so I quickly jumped off the bed, grabbed the glass bowl from under the bed and squatted over it and released my bursting bladder. Relief washed over me and I couldn’t help but rub my pussy as I peed. I quickly brought myself to another earth shattering orgasm and just sat there as my bladder emptied and I floated on the orgasmic high. When I finished and my bladder had emptied I picked up the bowl and went to empty it and then just flopped onto my bed and fell asleep. I woke up the following morning and laid for a few moments nursing a full bladder before going and peeing and then getting dressed. I went downstairs and and made myself a cup of coffee and sat at the kitchen table watching TV. About 15 minutes later Alice came downstairs and wished me good morning and I told her to help herself to some breakfast if she wanted any. She got herself some coffee then sat at the table opposite me and watched the TV. She kept looking at me and looked like she was going to say something before turning back to the TV. Eventually she turned to me and said “can I ask you something?”. I looked up and nodded and she said “erm….I was just wondering, did you enjoy my desperate situation last night”. I looked at her unsure what to say. She knew about my omorashi fetish, it’s not something that I hide but I wasn’t sure what kind of response to give. I meekly smiled at her and said “honestly, I did, I can’t help it, sorry if that bothers you”. She laughed and said “oh it doesn’t bother me, can i tell you something”. I nodded and she continued “you see I know that you enjoy being desperate to pee and enjoy seeing others desperate to pee which is why last night I didn’t use the bathroom before we left the party”. I stared at her processing what she had just said. She smiled and said “I needed to pee but decided not to use the bathroom so I would end up being desperate to give you something to enjoy”. I looked at her puzzled and said “really?”. She giggled and said “yeah, it was something Matty mentioned a while back and I wondered if I got desperate if you would enjoy it”. I smiled and said “well to be perfectly honest I thoroughly enjoyed it, seeing you in that state was such a turn on. She nodded and said “I’m glad, knowing I might be turning you on was such a thrill”. I smiled and said “well you know as seen as we are being perfectly honest, it turned me on that much that when I went to bed I had such an amazing wank thinking about you being frantic for a pee. She blushed slightly and said “I hoped that's what you were doing, I was laid in bed last night playing with myself, hoping that you were in your bed getting off to me and that thought is what got me off”. I sat there, my mind racing at what she was telling me. Before I could say anything in response she finished her drink and stood up and as she walked over to put the cup in the sink she ran her hand up my arm and said “because you enjoyed it so much maybe I will do it again sometime”. My mind exploded and I hoped she seriously meant that.
  12. View File Becky Lesabre pees her shorts Becky Lesabre is waiting to be let in. She has to pee and decides to give her friend a call. They won't let her in. She ends up leaking a little bit, gives her friend another call to let them know that she's already started to pee her shorts. Well, still nothing so she just lets out all her pee into her khaki shorts. Just when you think she's done, twice, she has a little more actually come out. Warning: this video contains nudity when she takes her shorts off beckypee041415.mp4 Submitter tmivelaz Submitted 03/13/2017 Category Shorts Wetting
  13. Hi all, here is a little story based on a massive fantasy of mine. Attached is a picture of the girl in the story (completely fictional). I hope this is allowed (the picture I mean). Hellen Schweiss was 23 years old and from Bavaria, Germany. She was an attractive young lady, with medium length golden brown hair and a what her friends called, pretty face, with her little nose and alluring blue eyes. She was slim, just below average height and had quite small breasts but a large, rounded bottom. She had just finished university in Munich and had been persuaded by her friend Annika to travel with her to a language school in England on the south east coast for a month. They were to practise their English but also have a little bit of a holiday too. The plan was for them to have classes in the mornings with other students but in the afternoons and evenings to do some activities arranged for them by the school. This included visiting London which had sold the idea to Hellen. She had been once before in her teens and had always wanted to go back. It was at the end of their first week that the girls were to visit London. They had to be up early to get their coach to the city. Hellen had her morning pee and showered and got dressed. She put on a white cotton thong with matching bra, tight fitting blue denims and a casual white shirt. Leaving, she slipped on her black ballet flats and headed for the coach. When they got to London, they had a short tour with a guide from the school around the main sights. Big Ben, Parliament, Buckingham Palace; that sort of thing. Towards the end of the tour, Hellen started to notice a slight need to relieve herself. She'd finished her bottle of water and needed to pee. It wasn't massively urgent but she could have definitely done with a toilet. Eventually the tour was over and Hellen went to do some shopping with Annika. She'd now started to need to poo as well and so asked Annika if they could go to a traditional pub for some lunch and a drink. She knew there'd be toilets in the pub. Annika agreed and they found a nice, quintesential English pub around the corner from where they were to meet to go back to the coach for the journey home. Annika offered to buy the first drink and suggested they both have pints of beer as they were in England and so should do something traditional. Hellen agreed before dissapearing to find herself a toilet. There was no queue and Hellen went in to the nearest cubicle. She lowered her tight blue denims and white cotton thong and hovered her round bottom over the bowl to relieve her bladder. When she was finished, she reached behind her to spread apart her soft bum cheeks and squeezed out two large turds from her tight anus. They splashed into the bowl below and Hellen hoped nobody had heard. She was quite shy when it came to pooping. She took some paper and wiped her vagina and gently rubbed in the crack of her bum and over her tight little pucker and dropped the paper down into the bowl before pulling up her thong and denims, flushing the toilet and going to wash her hands. She then went to rejoin Annika. Annika had dutifully bought her friend a pint of beer and they sat together chatting and thinking about what to have from the bar menu for lunch. After about 45 minutes they'd both finished their pints and were ready to eat. Hellen said she would treat Annika to this and went to the bar to place their order and get them two more pints of beer. After all, they were German and Germans like beer! Theye were about halfway through these when their food arrived. They finished their pints with the food and Hellen was then bought a third pint by Annika as a thank you for lunch. Annika excused herself to the toilet and Hellen followed upon her return. The beer had started reaching the girls bladders. They finished their third pint and decided that that was enough beer before the journey home. Annika went to do some last minute shopping and Hellen went to a bookshop she'd seen on the tour. They agreed to meet back at the coach at four thirty. When Hellen got to the coach, she was running late and noticed Annika just coming out of the public toilets just down the road from the coach. Hellen considered going too but their guide was telling them that they were ready to leave. She boarded the coach and took her seat. An hour into the journey and not visiting the toilet before getting on the coach was proving to be a big mistake. Hellen knew there was no toilet on the coach and they didn't stop on the two hour journey to London so they probably wouldn't stop on the way back either. Up to this point, Hellen had been chatting with Annika and their guide, but now she'd gone quiet; focussed on her need to pee. To make matters worse for poor Hellen, beer was still reaching her bladder. She'd had all of the third pint Annika had bought for her after having relieved her bladder after the first two pints and some of the beer from the second pint had probably made it's way to her bladder now too, not having got to her bladder by the time she went to the toilet earlier. The traffic wasn't great either. At this rate, it would be more like three hours before they were back. Hellen got a little worried. She really needed to pee already. In two hours her need would be almost uncontainable. She consoled herself with the vain hope that they might actually stop somewhere on the way back. She edged ever so slightly forward in her seat, her seatbelt now unbuckled, she cared about nothing now other than getting to a toilet. Her bladder was truly bursting. It was taking all her concentration to hold on and to make things worse still, yet more beer had reached her already overstretched and bursting bladder. Her abdomen had distended to accommodate her swollen bladder and was rock solid from the pressure inside of her. She had never been in such a state before. She was absolutely dying on that coach. So embarrassed by her predicament yet unable to say anything. She clenched her muscles as tightly as she could, her tight pucker between her soft cheeks now permanently locked shut. To add to her woe, the beer, the horrible, horrible, gassy beer, had made her need to fart too. So on top of her ceaselessly pulsing, throbbing and aching bladder, begging for relief from the torment with which it was having to deal, she was now holding a build up of gas in her bowels and rectum. Her belly would rumble occasionally as she resisted another urge to relax her clenched sphincter and tight anus to ease out what would have been an enormously relieving fart. But she knew better, her anxious expression betraying the torment and pure, horrid desperation she was battling. If only she didn't have to fart to, she may have just about been able to contain the enormous pressure in her bladder but her bloated belly and swollen bladder in combination proved nothing less than torturous. Her toes curled up in her ballet flats as she shifted position for the umpteenth time, desperate to find something to help her wait. She wished she could hold herself between her legs and clasp shut her urethra but the embarrassment was already so great that she couldn't bare the thought of anyone seeing her holding herself like a little girl. The effort was making her hot and clammy. Her intimate parts were moist, including the cleft between her soft white cheeks, her anus still tightly closed against the horrible, ghastly build up of gas in her bowels. She could feel herself waning in her epic struggle. If they didn't arrive soon she would burst. She had been concerned for a little while already that she may do herself some damage, such was the pressure in her bladder. She was so utterly desperate, so completely bursting for relief and wishing for nothing more than to be able to just sit on a toilet and relax her bladder and all of the muscles working overtime to help her wait, to contain the pulsing urge burning inside of her. If there was but one good thing at this point, it was that the traffic had cleared and they had been travelling at a good speed on the motorway for some time now and they were nearing the turn off for the town where the school was. Hellen looked out of the window and recognised where they were. It would be no more than ten minutes until her stop. She prayed she could last that long. Here toes were now dancing in her flats, constantly moving around, her left leg ever so slightly bobbing up and down. All natural reactions to her predicament. The feeling inside of her was like nothing imaginable and the embarrassment was indescribable. She was mortified to be in this situation. She would have cried if it wouldn't have attracted attention. As is she let out a little whimper as she changed position again, putting her weight this time onto her right buttock and crossing her left leg over her right. The effort of doing this caused a couple of droplets of urine to squeeze themselves out of her urethra and ever so slightly dampen the front of her thong. She was doing everything she could to disguise and hide her incredible desperation, for she could think of few things worse than anyone else knowing of her agonising situation. Her abdomen was now incredibly distended, pressing hard against her jeans and belt. Oh how poor Hellen wished she could unbuckle her belt and unbutton her jeans for that would have at least provided some respite from her agony, but it was too obvious a move; she would've been found out immediately and she couldn't deal with other people knowing how desperate she was, that was just an embarrassment too far. But her efforts to hold on had become increasingly more difficult to disguise. She was fortunate at least that she had no one sitting next to her. And it did seem that no one had noticed her efforts to contain her bladder. She was sat by the window and was thus hidden from view from most of the other passengers. She looked out of the window and grimmaced as she gently altered her position ever so slightly and took the opportunity to rock slightly back and forth in her seat a few times in an effort to help her wait. The coach was nearing its first stop and over the microphone came the horrible announcement that Hellen's stop would only be the second. She would have to wait as students got off before her and were free to head to their host family's and awaiting toilets to relieve their bladders if they so required, but Hellen knew that absolutley none of them could be even close to her level of need. The coach slowed and eventually stopped at the first stop. The rocking of the coach as it stopped caused Hellen to whimper as she hunched forward, a wave of increased desperation having come over her. She prayed that the other people getting off at the first stop would be quick, but to her horror, a guy stopped to talk to someone at the front of the coach. Bastard!! Bastard!!! BASTARD!!!!!! The added wait and resulting increased agony caused Hellen to let out another dribble into her thong. She clenched everything to stop the dribble becoming a spurt and then the spurt a full on gush and then the gush into a complete wetting. And that wasn't even considering her terrible need to fart too that had now come back to make itself known. She knew that if she were to lose complete control, she'd not only wet herself but also let out probably several farts, alerting everyone to the fact that a 23 year old girl was not just wetting herself but also farting uncontrollably as well. That simply wasn't going to happen. Then, when Hellen had got her terrible, agonising need under control again, a girl from the back of the coach shouted at the guy to hurry up and get off the coach. Hellen obviously wasn't the only one on that coach who needed the toilet. But she knew also that absolutely no one could even be half as desperate as she was, trying as she was to hold her poor overfull, stretched and bursting, throbbing and now constantly pulsing, begging and pleading bladder full of all that damn gassy beer. But the coach was at least now moving again. Hellen changed position and shifted her weight back onto both her cheeks. The change of position wasn't easy and another few droplets of hot urine escaped into her croth to further dampen the front of her thong. And to make her discomfort worse, her thong had now effectively wedgied her more so than normal. It had ridden up between her buttocks and as Hellen changed position and rocked slightly in her seat to try to help her wait, she could feel the fabric rub against the sides of both her cheeks and tight, firmly clenched shut anus. Her sphincter really had been working overtime to help her wait. She wasn't sure how much longer she could do this, but she had come this far, she thought, she wasn't going to give in now. Otherwise all the agony and torturous holding would've been for nothing. The coach rounded a corner and Hellen's stop was in sight. She started hurriedly readying her things. Every movement was hellish. Her bladder was so full that her abdomen was rock solid, her kidneys were now constantly aching and her belly was bulging out. She would have to undo her belt and unfasten the button on her jeans when she got off the coach. Her jeans normally had a little extra room around her waste but now they were tight up against her abdomen, pushing against her poor bladder and making the pressure more intense. As the coach slowed to a halt at Hellen's stop, several other people got up infront of her who also wanted to get off at this stop. Hellen went to rise carefully from her seat but was halted in a moment of sheer terror when, as she rose from her seat, where she had been sitting for so long in silent agony, a fart escaped her rectum. As it did so, Hellen shuddered with the effort of trying to supress it and a look of horror was momentarily cast across her face. She prayed nobody heard it, for it escaped out of her anus with a tight squeeky sound that was definitely audible. If Hellen could hear it then others could too. But the noise of chatter on the coach drowned it out sufficiently that Hellen didn't think anyone else had heard her moment of unladylikeness. Hellen was quite shy about her bodily functions. It was why she'd suffered in agonising silence for so long. She didn't want anyone to know of her predicament and awful awful desperation. She didn't talk about peeing or farting and pooping. It embarrassed her. She knew it was a little silly, but that was just how she was. Hellen, having regained her composure after a little moment of panic following her small fart, was now faced with having to wait for others infront of her to get their bags and coats from the overhead compartments. She grimmaced slightly as she waited in the aisle, praying that they wouldn't take too long. She bent down slightly out of sheer desperation and let out a little whimper and gasp of despair before she was finally able to start moving down the aisle towards the door and finally freedom from the confines of this horrible coach, the scene of her torture and pain for the last couple of hours. Stepping off the coach was a challenge in itself. She was so full now that every step was hell and as she came down off the coach from the last step a little to hard she had to struggle to hold it all in as she hurriedly jostled past the others who had got off before her. She started mincing towards where she was staying before Annika, her friend, called after her. She pretended not to hear. But Annika called again. This time Hellen couldn't ignore her. "What are you doing later"? enquired Annika. Hellen turned and replied in a strained tone. "I'll text you". She then turned back and started towards her apartment where she was staying. She knew that Annika now probably thought that something was wrong but she was a good friend and said nothing off it, no doubt aware that her friend was in desperate need of a toilet. Hellen could live with Annika being aware she needed to pee but she hoped she didn't know of the urgent desire she was battling to relieve herself of a lot of pent up gas and wind in her bowels. Annika wasn't sitting far from Hellen on the coach so it was possible that she heard her fart but was just too polite to say anything. But all of this didn't occupy Hellen's thoughts for long. She rounded a corner and was now out of sight of the others from the coach and couldn't see anyone else in the street so took the opportunity to unfasten her belt and undo the top button on her tight jeans. This provided a tiny amount of relief. Hellen continued up the road towards where she was staying. The school had given her a small apartment not far from the school itself. This was normally a good thing; very convenient, but now the problem Hellen faced was that her apartment was on the second floor so she would have to climb two flights of stairs with her bladder as close to exploding as it could possibly get. As she walked further up the road, she cupped her abdomen in her left hand and could now feel how distended it was; how full and bloated she had become. It was like a bowling ball in her belly. She looked pregnant. This was awful. Her kidneys now didn't just ache, they hurt and she was now really worried she may do herself some damage if she couldn't get relief soon. She approached her apartment and hastily dug her keys out of her pocket and went to the front door. The building was an old Victorian town house that had been converted into apartments sometime in the 70's. She quickly put the key in the lock, doing the pee pee dance as she turned it to open the door and hurried inside, slamming the door shut behind her. She made her way tentatively up the stairs as a spurt of hot pee escaped her. She bent over double, about half way up the stairs now and jammed a hand between her legs as she regained control. There was now a visible wet patch between her legs. She'd technically wet herself. This was awful. Just awful! She got to the door of her apartment, now flushed and red in the face with the effort and embarrassment. She opened the door as quickly as she could, threw her bag down on the floor and groaned with discomfort and pain as she went, bent double now, towards the toilet. She didn't even bother closing the door to the bathroom behind her. No time for that. She flung the toilet seat up and hastily tugged her tight jeans down and then her thong. It was a relief to finally have that thing out from between her cheeks but Hellen's real relief was yet to come. She flung herself down onto the bowl, breathing heavily with the exertion of having held on so long, of having battled against nature and her bursting, aching and swollen bladder and tried to relax. This was easier said than done such was her desperation. Her body had got used to holding it all in. But after a couple of seconds a trickle of pee came out of her urethra, followed by a very tight squeeky fart and she sighed quietly as the trickle turned into a gush and then a torrent of pee started pouring forcefully into the bowl beneath her. Oh at last, the blissful sweet relief at last she thought to herself. And then several more farts released themselves from the confines of her rectum and escaped out of her anus. They came out in short bursts of wind and were heavenly to release. The pee flowed and flowed and flowed out of her and only became a trickle once more after well over a minute and then the trickle itself lasted for nearly a minute too. She then squeezed out several more quite forceful jets from within her and a final thunderous fart before taking some toilet paper to wipe herself after she was finally done. She cleaned her vagina and also her anus, wiping gently between her buttocks, for after the strain of holding for so long, her intimate parts had become moist and clammy. Finally done, she flushed the toilet and removed her jeans and thong and tossed them into the wash. She also took off her top and bra before walking naked to the bedroom to collect her towel to have a nice long shower and try to put all this horrible ordeal behind her.
  14. Part One. It was 09:00. I left in a hurry and was feeling the urge to visit a bathroom. At this moment in time, I didn’t realise how long it would be before I had the opportunity to relieve myself. I was on the mini-bus, travelling to the airport. I was in my dance gear (pictured in my profile photograph – message me for a larger version of it), and so quite a bit of attention was heading my way when we arrived at the airport. I went to go to the bathroom, but the queue was quite lengthy. We were cutting time quite short, so I agreed to put it off until we’d been through security. I was starting to feel the urge badly, but I still wasn’t too concerned. The queue for security was long and repetitive. Each time we stopped, I was having to stand with my legs crossed. At the front of the line, I was asked to step to one side. I was told that other people were complaining about my clothing, and that I would have to take a different travel option if I was to stay in my dancing gear. I was taken into a room and told to take a seat. I sat down and crossed my legs. If I had to rate my current situation (10 being beyond my limit, 1 being completely fine), I would probably pick 7. I wasn’t comfortable at all now. “Is there any chance I can visit the bathroom?” I was told I couldn’t. Again, I wasn’t overly concerned yet. I was asked why I was wearing my dancing gear. “I have a tight schedule. I need to go straight to the arena when I land in Spain.” A few minutes passed. Somebody walked into the room and sat down opposite me. A passenger booked on the previous flight had missed his check-in, and he had been offered a ticket on my flight. My flight was fully booked, and so somebody had to give up their place for him. Since I’d been held aside, they had given him my ticket. “When is the next flight?” I was told it would be four hours. “I need to be on this flight!” I had no choice. They had started boarding, and I hadn’t made it through security yet. I was edging closer to an 8 on the scale. I could sit still, but only just. I had my legs tightly crossed. “Can I use the bathroom yet?” Negative. I was told I would have to wait until I made it through security. Once through security, I would be taken to a waiting area until my flight was boarding. I would then be taken to my plane, where I would have the opportunity to use the on-board facilities. After being told that, I started to worry. Another employee entered the room and told me to follow them. I stood up, and that was the first time I realised how quickly I was filling up. I was close to an 8 on the scale. Despite this, I was still able to walk normally. It was a long walk. When we finally stopped, I was asked to lay down on a table. “Why?” I was told it was a medical check. All the dancers have one carried out when they travel through the airport. It wasn’t until I laid down that I realised my bladder was bulging. I was told that it would be a quick 20-minute check-up, and then I would be taken through security. To start with, they asked me a few standard questions. My name (Emily), my nationality (British), my age (17, at the time), my reason for travelling (dance competition) and my destination (Spain). Next, I was asked to stay completely still with my hands by my side. A male entered the room. He was in his mid-20s, possibly late-20s. He placed both his hands on my hips and grabbed me tightly. His hands were cold. It came as a shock to me. I was struggling to lay flat without crossing my legs. I tried to reposition myself, but he took hold of my legs. He grabbed the top of one of my knee-high socks and slowly rolled it down my leg. He took it off. He repeated the same process with my other sock. His hands moved back up my legs. He took hold of the white lace on my skirt and adjusted the fitting, making it tighter. It added an incredible amount of pressure to my bladder. I bit my tongue as hard as I could to avoid making a sound. He continued to tighten it until it would not move any further. A burning sensation started, but quickly stopped as he loosened the fitting. He took the lace off completely. He looked me in the eyes and pulled down the rest of the skirt. He placed one hand tightly over my vagina, and the other on my lower stomach. He then pushed down. I squealed as I felt my bladder spasm. He removed his hand. It was dripping wet. I’d managed to stop myself from letting go. He pulled my skirt back up, reattached the lace, and left the room.
  15. So here's an idea. Get super crazy desperate, put on some tight jeans, add a padlock to the button and spin around on the spot and throw the key somewhere in the room. Then try to find it before you piss yourself mhahahagajfagel cough,cough, ok back in the room. So yeah I think it's a great way to make sure you have a good chance at losing it or finding it! See what I did there have fun /:)
  16. I posted this story at another board and the people there liked it and asked me to write more, so I thought it worth posting here. It started out originally as a short story based on an idea I had, but it quickly became much longer than the under 1,000 word story I was originally intending to write. ===== (The Wife Who Had To Hold It, Part #1) My wife, Kate, and I were both big conservationists. We also lived in an area that had frequent droughts, and was frequently very hot outdoors. The frequent hot days, as well as how frequently me and Kate were outdoors, met me and Kate drank a lot of water to stay hydrated. It wasn't unusual for either of us to drink 2 half a liter bottles of water an hour, which of course made us both have to pee pretty frequently after a while. Kate had a much stronger bladder then me however. Kate was such a big conservationist that despite all the water she drank to stay hydrated, Kate used the toilet no more than 3 times a day in order to save water on toilet flushes. My wife frequently tried to encourage me to cut down on my uses of the toilet each day to. We had a high efficiency flush toilet that used only 1.28 gallons of water per flush. But urinals did use even less water, less than 0.5 gallons a flush. So a while ago I convinced Kate to agree to have me install a urinal in our bathroom to help us save water & money. Kate though insisted from the start that she would never use the urinal. "You can use the urinal to save water on your flushes honey, but us girls have to sit down on a toilet seat to pee. I'd make a huge mess if I tried to use a urinal" Kate had told me. But the idea of watching my wife use the urinal turned me on big time, no matter how much Kate insisted that she would never do so. "Kate the urinal uses only a third of the water as our regular toilet" I frequently said. "Just think of all the water you'd conserve if you learned how to use it without making a mess. There's guides on the Internet to teach women like you how to pee standing up, and there's even devices like the SheWee you can buy". Kate however would often counter this by replying "Karl, you use the urinal a lot more then I use the toilet. Just imagine how much water you could save if you limited yourself to 3 or less trips to the toilet a day like I do". At the time I started pestering my wife about the urinal I was using the toilet around 8 times a day, and I pissed a gusher each time because of all the water me and Kate drank in a day. I decided after a while that taking my wife's suggestion of cutting down my trips to the bathroom might help get Kate to take my suggestion at using the urinal. So over a 6 month period I worked on holding it in longer and getting a much stronger bladder. Kate however still stubbornly refused to use the urinal during that time, not even using it once just to try it out. Eventually our stalemate ended unexpected one day when I pestered Kate about the urinal yet again. Instead of replying with her usual response, Kate replied with a different solution for us to save more water. "I'll tell you what Karl" she said, "since you're right that my toilet flushes use 3 times the water as yours I'll only use the toilet once for every 3 times that you do from now on". Stunned by my wife's different answer, I replied "Kate I'd be thrilled with such a compromise, but can you really hold it that long all the time". By that point, thanks to Kate's urging, I was getting closer to needing the urinal only 3 times a day. "You'd be holding it in almost all day Kate, and you drink several gallons of water a day". "Of course I can hold it" Kate answered with a hint of impatience. "You know I'm a strong girl who's always had an iron bladder that's much stronger than yours Karl. I can wait as long as your trips to the urinal make me, even with my strong thirst not allowing me to cut back on my drinking. If you manage to start taking even less frequent trips to the urinal then your current 3 to 4 pisses a day then I'll just have to tough it out and wait longer, and we'll conserve even more water, I won't complain". "So this is also your way of encouraging me to wait even longer in between using the urinal" I replied. Me and my wife didn't conserve water just from being conservationists, we were both turned on by each other holding it for as long as we could. "Well of course Karl" answered Kate with a grin. "I've been urging you to hold it in longer and longer and use the urinal less frequently for months now. So it's only fair that I put my money where my mouth is and cut down on my own trips to the toilet to". Naturally I liked this solution, and I decided it was good reason to train myself to use the urinal just once a day. Just the thought of having the power to make Kate's bladder crack if I could take as few pisses as possible made me excited. I'm sure the thought of how desperate I was going to let myself get before I finally used the urinal from now on also turned Kate on. "There's just one more condition I want to add to this" I said before agreeing. "If my infrequent trips to the urinal prove to be too much to you, you can always use the urinal to relieve yourself whenever you want to Kate". I knew full well that Kate would never use the urinal, unless it was a choice between the urinal or pissing herself when her iron bladder finally couldn't hold it back any longer. Kate smirked and giggled in response "if you insist then fine. But like I said before Karl, I'm a tough woman, and you're never going to get me so desperate that I'd consider using the urinal. Nor will you ever see me piss myself because I can't hold it back any longer. You know full well what an iron bladder I have". Kate's confidence that I couldn't best her iron bladder even under these rules rigged against her only made me more determined to try. From that day on Kate had to cut her visits to the toilet down from her usual two to three times a day to just once a day. And as she bragged earlier Kate didn't cut down on her frequent drinking of water either, she still drank several gallons of water a day. I tried to keep up with my normal water intake to, though Kate still gave me more frequent reminders then previously to stay hydrated. By the evenings when Kate hadn't peed for nearly 24 hours, and had downed at least 2 gallons of water throughout the day, it started to become a regular thing for Kate to be sitting with her legs crossed and fidgeting at least mildly in desperation. Yet even that didn't stop Kate from casually downing yet more bottles of spring water. Also true to her bragging Kate never complained once about her bladder even when she hadn't peed in over 24 hours. Nor did Kate suggest I visit the urinal more frequently, or show any signs that she was seriously considering using the urinal herself. But this was only during the first week of our long challenge. I was determined to greatly increase the pressure on my wife's bladder in the coming months until I finally bested her iron bladder. ===== (The Wife Who Had To Hold It, Part #2) My last story took place a year ago. Since then my own bladder has gotten much stronger, but so has my wife Kate's. This morning, a Monday, I woke up to our alarm at 7 AM incredibly desperate with a very full bladder that I hadn't emptied in over 24 hours. Me and Kate had drank a lot of soda at the movies last night, and of course because we liked to stay hydrated in our hot climate me and Kate had drank a lot of water throughout the day yesterday to. By my count I had drank around two and a half gallons yesterday, while Kate had drank a bit over 3 gallons, which was more than usual for her, but not by much. Kate was just waking up beside me as I got out of bed and rushed to the urinal to piss. Kate, with her rock hard bladder bulge clearly visible from several days of holding it and lots of drinking would have loved to sit on the toilet next to the urinal and join me in the relief of a morning piss. But this was only my 2nd pee since Kate's last one, 2 and a half days ago. That met my wife still had a lot more waiting to go before she could take her piss. Fortunately for me, and unfortunately for Kate, our bathroom was right across our bedroom. The urinal and toilet were both clearly visible from the open door. I was in such a desperate hurry to pee that I didn't even close the bathroom door. So from where Kate sat up in bed she had a clear line of sight of me standing at the urinal. Kate watched from the bedroom as I whipped my desperate penis out and started to piss a gusher into the urinal. Through the open bathroom door I heard a groan escape from Kate's lips as I started to piss. I glanced over at Kate and saw her looking away from me and my piss, with a strained look on her face. Kate was fidgeting around in bed and gripping her pussy, likely suffering from some bladder spasms due to my loud gusher of piss going on just 15 feet away from her. I grinned, my prideful Kate liked to pretend to be the lady with the iron bladder who never needed to pee. But even she was human enough to flinch at my piss when she was this desperate, Kate had last peed Friday evening at 9 PM, 58 hours ago. I sighed in relief as the gusher from my penis finally ran out several minutes later, and flushed the urinal. When I left the bathroom feeling quite relieved I smiled at Kate, who seemed to have recovered by now from hearing my loud morning piss. Kate was standing with her arms crossed and her legs spread what was surely an uncomfortable distance in her desperate state. Kate knew I had heard her groan, and saw her squirm like a girl about to piss herself. Kate was trying to put up her tough girl act for her wounded pride, to make up for her moment of weakness when I pissed in front of her. Kate tried to stand before me like her bladder didn't have a care in the world, but one glance at Kate's rock hard bladder bulge clearly said otherwise. I reminded her "that was my 2nd trip to the bathroom since your last piss Kate, one more and then you can pee to. I hope you can make it, you looked like you were at the end of your rope struggling to contain yourself a few minutes ago while I was pissing away". Kate's proud face frowned for a moment, revealing a glimmer of concern, before she hid her concern behind her pride again. "No, I'm good now Karl. My bladder just had a slight moment of weakness after just waking up. And my pussy got jealous during that moment of weakness at the sight of your penis taking a morning piss, since I've been holding it for 58 hours now. But don't worry, I can keep holding it as long as I need to. I won't let myself show signs of weakness again Karl". "We'll see about that Kate" I replied. "You've got a long day of work ahead of you, and it's going to take a lot of hours until I'm full enough to need to pee again. Who knows how much longer you're still going to have to wait. Just remember, you can always give up and use the urinal whenever you want to". Kate to her credit didn't flinch at my taunting, even with her legs still spread an uncomfortable distance with her full bladder. "Karl there's no need to threaten to wait a while to keep me waiting a while longer. I know full well you're going to keep me waiting at least another 24 hours for a much needed piss, maybe even longer". Kate paused for a moment to put up a grin and gently rub a hand over her rock hard bladder bulge. "I'm a tough woman, and a tough wife, I can wait as long as your bladder can make me to take a piss. And for the last time, I'm not taking your get out of jail free card by using the urinal". With that me and Kate began to get dressed for the day. Kate grabbed her usual outfit for a day at work, a black women's pants suit. Under normal circumstances with an empty bladder Kate's pants suits fit just fine, but with a 2 and a half day full bladder I knew all her pants suits were sure to be tight around her already rock hard bladder bulge. While I put my own clothes on I kept an eye on my wife dressing herself. Kate to my surprise didn't even flinch as she pulled her tight pants suit on over her bladder bulge, tightened her belt, and locked her belt buckle. The belt especially surely made Kate's tight clothing press down uncomfortably on her bulging bladder. Kate finished off her outfit by slipping a pair of high heel's on her feet that while fashionable, surely made walking much more painful on her nearly bursting bladder. But despite all the uncomfortable clothing, Kate looked up at me casually after she had finished dressing, looking unconcerned about the added pressure her tight clothing and high heels put on her surely aching bladder. We headed to our kitchen to have some breakfast before heading to work. I got out a large 3 liter pitcher of spring water out poured out a large glass of water for each of us, and set the table, while Kate prepared breakfast. By the end of breakfast our large pitcher was completely dry after me and Kate had each downed 3 glasses of water with breakfast, which was pretty normal for us. Me and Kate both worked for the same company, it was a very large corporation in a very large office building. Neither of us worked in the same part of the building however, so outside of lunch breaks and occasional meetings together, we rarely saw each other at work. Our jobs also at times required one of us go out in the field to visit clients some days, today however wasn't one of those days, which met me and Kate could carpool to work together. As usual I was the one who drove, while Kate grabbed a fresh bottle of water to drink during the ride in. Me and Kate arrived at work shortly before 9 AM. Kate kissed me goodbye before we went our separate ways to our own offices at opposite ends of the building. I had expected to go out for lunch with Kate at 1 PM later that day, but shortly before 11 AM my phone buzzed with a text from Kate. "Can't do lunch today, work meeting to prepare 4 important client tomorrow". I sighed, disappointed I wouldn't get to see Kate at lunch. I knew Kate, like me, was drinking a lot of water and coffee at her desk, despite her 62 hours without a bathroom break. I had been looking forward to seeing if my prideful wife could continue to hold her bursting bladder at lunch without squirming around or gripping her crotch in a sign of her desperation as she had bragged earlier. But then I realized what Kate's text message met about her schedule at work tomorrow. Kate would likely be busy in meetings all day with whoever her important client was. I was also determined to continue holding it into tomorrow. Realistically I thought I could last until around lunch time tomorrow without a piss, which met Kate would have to keep holding it until at least noon tomorrow, over 3 and a half days without a piss for Kate. And then I knew Kate tended to really hate using public toilets, including the ones at work, so she'd probably hold it till she got home. The frown on my face turned to a big grin as Kate's text message gave me an idea to prepare for tomorrow. On my computer I brought up our company's calendar app. In the app I checked our list of expected visitors tomorrow, and what their schedules were. I also checked the list of who was going to be out of the office tomorrow visiting a client at their site. After reading the lists I grinned when I realized the evil idea my mind was hatching would work. I pulled my phone back out to text a response to Kate. "OK, see u after work Kate, love u". After sending my text to Kate I got up from my desk and went to do a few things to prepare for tomorrow. Over at Kate's office, despite Kate's pride and her promise to be strong and to not let her bursting bladder show any weakness, no one was watching her. So Kate was crossing her legs and squirming around in desperation behind her desk for all she was worth. But despite her bursting bladder, Kate was so engrossed in her work that she was surprised when the meeting reminder popped up on her computer 15 minutes before noon. Kate glanced at the side of her desk where she kept her empty drink containers, and counted 2 coffee cups and 4 bottles of water. Kate grimaced as her bursting bladder unexpectedly spasmed in desperation when she realized she had already drank over a gallon of water and coffee so far today, and she hadn't peed in nearly 63 hours. Kate's tight pants suit and belt only made things worse for her, applying more pressure on her rock hard bladder bulge, refusing to let it expand despite all Kate had drank so far today. Kate gripped her crotch with both hands and rocked back and forth in her chair for a moment as she waited for her bladder to calm down. After a few minutes when Kate was convinced her bursting bladder had calmed down enough for her to handle, she grabbed her laptop and got up to head to her meeting. But Kate nearly grimaced in pain after just a few steps, as her spasming bladder reminded her how painful it was to walk in high heels with a bladder as bursting full as hers was. Kate's meeting was a long one, starting with a work lunch at noon, and continuing until quitting time at 5 PM. Kate knew she couldn't fidget around in desperation in her meetings, but she was sure that her bursting bladder would calm down again when she got to sit down at the meeting. So my prideful wife was completely confident that she wouldn't let herself show any weakness to her co-workers as she arrived at the meeting early and sat down. Still, Kate was nervous about meeting with her important client tomorrow, and Kate always found herself drinking more water & coffee than usual when she was nervous. A glance at her empty drink containers from this morning had told Kate that she was already drinking more than usual today. Kate knew that she hadn't peed in over 63 hours by now, and she knew her rule that she had to hold it until my 3rd piss likely met she wouldn't be able to piss at least until tomorrow morning. Kate tried to put a conscious effort on cutting back on her heavy drinking a bit to try to stop her bursting bladder's complaints from getting even worse. Yet as Kate's 5 hour meeting continued to drag on, Kate's nerves continued to get the better of her judgment. By 5 PM when the meeting and workday were finally over Kate had drank another 7 bottles of water and 1 more cup of coffee during her meeting. Kate quietly cursed her lack of self control as she realized she had already drank a second gallon of water today, with the entire evening still to go before bedtime. It had been nearly 3 days (68 hours to be exact) since Kate had been able to relieve her bursting rock hard bladder by now. With an effort, Kate slowly got up from her chair, hoping that standing in her high heels wouldn't set off more spasms from her desperate bladder. Kate sighed in relief as none came when she was standing, and started to carefully head towards the main entrance to meet me and go home for the day. From my end, today had been a very productive day, as I had succeeded in making all the necessary arrangements for my evil idea I got earlier from Kate's text message. I had also been drinking a lot of water and coffee throughout the day, as I usually did, but not as much as Kate had. I had drank 2 cups of coffees and 8 bottles of water throughout the entire 8 hour workday. I had a definite urge to piss by now, but thanks to all of my practice over the last few years, heavily encouraged by Kate, I could easily handle it without an issue. Kate was already at the main entrance of the building when I got there. Before Kate saw me coming I noticed Kate had her legs pressed close together, rubbing them back and forth in a subtle sign of her desperation after 68 hours without a piss. My prideful wife stopped this immediately when she saw me coming, and walked out to our car with me. On the way out I grabbed a bottle of water for myself and Kate for the ride home without asking. I thought for sure Kate would at least let a small grimace show on her face after she was rubbing her legs together like that just a moment ago. But to her credit Kate's pride made her give me a big smile and thank me as she accepted the bottle of water and took a sip from it. Me and Kate piled into the car, with me driving. In the back of my mind I wondered if Kate's rock hard bladder bulge had gotten even bigger from all her drinking today. But after a quick glance at Kate I realized Kate's tight pants suit and belt prevented her bladder from bulging out any farther. The added pressure on Kate's bladder must have been getting immense after all the additional water and coffee she's had today I realized. Yet my prideful Kate, true to her word, merely crossed one leg loosely over the other in a natural position. Not even with her tight pants suit and belt making things much more difficult on her would Kate show weakness in her bladder to me while she knew I was watching. On the way home we made small talk for a while, and Kate began to tell me some about the important client she was meeting for much of the day tomorrow. "So I'm afraid we won't be able to have lunch together again tomorrow Karl" Kate told me as she summed up her schedule for tomorrow. Me and Kate were always disappointed when we had to go to lunch separately, so Kate expected me to be disappointed. I put on an Oscar winning performance as I replied to Kate "well, it turns out it's probably better your client is visiting tomorrow over another day". Kate got a confused look on her face, and asked me "what do you mean Karl"? "It turns out I won't be in the office tomorrow Kate, so we couldn't have lunch together anyway even if you were available that day. I've got to go out in the field with a different client tomorrow. It was supposed to be Fred who was going instead of me, but Fred got a really nasty flu over the weekend, and I was the next best person they had available". Most of that was true, except I had volunteered for the job, I wasn't chosen for being the next best option. Kate was silent for a moment as she realized the implications of this. She wasn't able to hide the disappointment in her voice when she finally replied "well I guess that means we both have to drive separately tomorrow". I nodded my head, Kate hated driving when she hadn't peed in over 2 days, let alone over 3 and a half days like it would be tomorrow morning. "Maybe it's for the best anyway, I can't guarantee I'll be finished with my client and able to leave on time at 5 PM tomorrow, if things don't go well". I grinned inwardly at how my ideas for tomorrow might go even better than expected after what Kate had told me. Not being able to go to work with Kate, and observe her in the car to see if she could manage not to fidget in desperation like mad was a downside to my ideas for tomorrow, but it was a necessary sacrifice for my plan. I got me and Kate home shortly before 6 PM, with Kate having managed to maintain her composure the entire ride home without showing any signs of weakness. Still, I knew my prideful wife Kate was dying to use the toilet after going 69 hours without urinating a single drop. But of course I had still not taken my 3rd piss since Kate's last one. So rushing inside and racing to the bathroom to use the toilet she so desperately needed simply wasn't an option for my wife due to her pride I watched as my prideful Kate got out of the car and stood on her painful high heels without flinching at the extra pressure it added to her nearly bursting bladder. Kate somehow managed to walk through our front door while continuing to maintain her composure and not let herself squirm in desperation. The first thing Kate did when she walked through the front door was kick off her painful high heels. Kate breathed an audible sigh of relief as one of the things pressuring her bursting bladder while she stood up went away. I'm sure Kate was very tempted to also undo her tight belt and change out of her tight pants suit into something more comfortable. Kate often worse loose fitting jeans and tee shirts on the weekends, which were much kinder on a rock hard bursting bladder like Kate had now. However, Kate had never bothered changing out of her work clothing into something more comfortable after work before, except when we went out somewhere fun in the evening. So my prideful Kate obviously knew I'd view it as a sign of weakness, and call her out on it if she changed into something more comfortable to make it a bit easier on her desperate bladder. The first thing me and Kate started to do once getting home was prepare some dinner, and turn the TV on so we could listen to the news from the kitchen. While we waited for our dinner to cook I grabbed a large 3 liter pitcher of spring water from the fridge, and poured out a large glass for each of us. Kate gladly accepted the glass of water without hesitation and downed nearly a third of it right away. Since taking her high heels off Kate had seem to become a lot calmer and more confident about the state of her bladder. Or maybe Kate's pride made her want to down her drink faster to try to prove to me how unaffected she was by her desperate bladder. By 7 PM our dinner had been cooked and eaten, and our 3 liter pitcher and large glasses had been completely drained. The surprising part about the glasses though was who drank how many cups. Normally me and Kate each drank 3 glasses of water when we drained a 3 liter pitcher in one sitting. But Kate had proven more thirsty then I was, drinking 2 glasses before our meal was done cooking, and then drinking another 2 during dinner. Sitting across from me at the kitchen table, Kate remained outwardly calm and confident despite the 70 hours she'd now gone without a piss, and the 2 liters of water she'd just drank. But I knew without looking that Kate was squirming and crossing her legs around in desperation under the table. And I knew that the pressure being applied to rock hard bladder bulge, which was still cruelly unable to expand due to Kate's tight clothing and belt, was only getting worse after all the water she had just drank. "Shall we kill the last few hours before bed playing some videogames" I asked Kate. It was one of the things we often did in the evenings together. Me and Kate both had our own computers and computer desks side by side in the living room, meaning Kate could hardly squirm around in her chair without me noticing. The reason we set our computers up this way however, was that we could play online multiplayer games together without the need for headsets or shouting across the room to communicate with each other in game. "Sure" replied Kate, "want to play some Heroes of the Storm matches as Cho'Gall?". For those who don't know, Heroes of the Storm is a MOBA game (Multiplayer Online Battle Arena), and Cho'Gall is a two headed character that takes two people to play, and required a lot of coordination between both players. Cho'Gall was me and Kate's my favorite hero, Kate normally played the Cho (who controlled where the hero moved), and I normally played the Gall. I grinned at Kate's choice of games, no game would make me notice Kate being shall we say 'distracted' from her bursting bladder like a game of HOTS as Cho'Gall. While we booted up our computers and waited for the game to load, I grabbed another 3 liter pitcher of spring water from the fridge, poured us both a large glass, and set the pitcher down between us. We played Heroes of the Storm as Cho'Gall for nearly 3 hours until 10 PM. Me and Kate each drank 3 glasses of water and completely drained the 3 liter pitcher during that time. I was beginning to feel the urges from my bladder a lot more since the end of work, now 15 hours since I had my morning piss. It was beginning to get to the point where I was tempted to openly squirm around in my seat in desperation, and I did start to the last hour, to let Kate know how full I was starting to get. But I was still well in control of my bladder, and unfortunately for Kate, able to last a lot longer still. Kate on the other hand started out strong in our games, but began to become noticeably more fidgety from time to time at her desk. Kate was constantly adjusting her legs, trying to find a more comfortable position, even though she knew none would help her real issue. Yet Kate bravely continued to hold on, and rarely allowed herself to grip her crotch. As the hours went by Kate's performance did decline, but surprisingly not by much. Still, by the time 10 PM rolled around, and we finished our last match, Kate was clearly eager to get out of her tight clothing. Kate announced she was going to take a shower, and hurried out of the room before I could say more than "ok". Once in the bathroom safely behind the closed door where Kate knew I couldn't see her grip herself and squirm in desperation, Kate hurried to unsnap her belt buckle. At first the belt buckle refused to snap open, and Kate despaired at the pressure it continued to apply to her so aching so exhausted bladder. Then Kate pushed down harder on the snap with both her hands, at first Kate felt pain as her pressing on the belt snap pushed it harder against her rock hard bladder bulge. But then Kate felt immediate relief as the buckle snapped open, and her rock hard bladder bulge could finally expand a bit. Kate breathed a sigh of relief as she slipped the belt off, and then pulled her too tight pants to the floor. When Kate finished fully undressing herself she sighed in relief as the pain in her bladder eased somewhat now that she finally had nothing pressing painfully down on her rock hard bladder bulge. Kate stood naked before the bathroom mirror, admiring her rock hard bladder bulge she had held back for 73 hours now, over 3 whole days. Kate's bladder bulged out nearly 3 inches by Kate's estimate. It was one of the biggest bladder bulges the prideful Kate had ever seen herself have. The prideful part of Kate's mind beamed in joy at how close she was getting to tying to her record largest bladder bulge ever. It wasn't much of a surprise though when Kate thought back to her day, and realized after doing the math that she had downed around 3.4 gallons of water and coffee in just the last 15 hours. Plus Kate had downed around 2.5 and 3 gallons the previous two days during the weekend she recalled. Kate bit her lips nervously and wondered how she would ever get through work tomorrow with her bladder already holding nearly 9 gallons. Kate knew she had been drinking more today because she was nervous about meeting with the client and drank to help cope with her nerves. Kate feared her nerves were bound to be even worse tomorrow when in the presence of the client. It simply wasn't an option for Kate to openly fidget or pee dance in front of the client, or worse yet finally losing her iron grip over her bladder for the first time in her life right in front of the client. Kate glanced away from the mirror and to the side at the urinal she would never use despite her husband's 'pee any time' exception. Beyond the urinal Kate's eyes stared at the inviting white toilet bowl with the lid up and seat down, waiting for her to plop herself on it and open her pussy's flood gates. Kate shuddered violently for a moment as a larger wave of desperation hit her at the sight of the tempting relief of the toilet bowl, so close to her after 73 hours of holding it in. But despite the wave of unimaginable desperation, Kate gripped her bladder's iron sphincter muscles down as hard as she could, and refused to leak a single drop as the wave of urgency passed. Because the lovely white toilet bowl was looking so tempting to her right now, Kate plopped the lid down to try to try to hide it's temptation. Then Kate looked away from the toilets, and went to take her shower. The shower wasn't the easiest thing on Kate with her bladder so full either, but it was still a lot easier then wearing the tight clothing and belt Kate had been in earlier, so she bore it without complaint. Many would have been tempted with such a painfully full bladder like Kate's to pee in the shower, but Kate's pride wouldn't let her. Plus Kate thought the idea of peeing in the shower was disgusting. While she bathed herself, Kate couldn't stop herself from thinking about me, and how she had seen me start to fidget around at the desk after 15 hours without a piss. She thought about how much water and coffee I must have had today that I was holding back. Though she knew it would no doubt be extra difficult on her bladder that hadn't peed in over 73 hours, Kate was already getting turned on by the thought of full bladder sex with me before bed. Kate finished her shower within 10 minutes, dried off, and left the bathroom to put her nightgown on. I hurried into the bathroom after she left, and took a quick shower myself before joining Kate in the bedroom. Me and Kate were soon both all over each, both turned on by each other's full bladder. I gently rubbed Kate's rock hard bursting bladder bulge during sex, feeling just how full it was. Even that gentle touch was enough to make Kate moan in pain, but she didn't pull my hands away. I whispered to Kate how proud I was of her for maintaining her composure all day. I told her how proud I was of her for continuing to keep her iron bladder's dam shut despite how many gallons of water and coffee she had drank. Kate whispered back how she told me she was strong enough to get through the whole day and more without a leak, all while shuddering involuntarily from time to time from the pressure our sex was putting on her bladder. When we were finished, Kate was gripping her pussy with both hands, as the strain our sex had put on her bladder had made her urges much worse again. Kate glanced over at me, not saying a word, but silently pleading for me to take a before bed piss so she could do the same. I smiled at her silently with a look she knew met no, and rolled over to fall asleep. Kate fidgeted around in bed for another 30 minutes before she regained enough control over her bladder to fall asleep despite it being so full. While Kate didn't wake up during the night, she had constant dreams where she was always desperate to piss, but was somehow never able to find a place to piss in her dreams. I meanwhile had more pleasant dreams, about how my plans for tomorrow would give Kate's bladder a much rougher day than she ever imagined. ===== That's all for now, let me know what you all think.
  17. Hey everyone, I'm back again with another long story about some people who are extremely desperate to pee. I met to post this here when I finished it a few months ago, but I realized recently that I completely forgot to until now, so my apologize for the delay. Note: This story is long and divided up into multiple parts, so that it's easier to read in more than one sitting. Each part averages about 5,000 words in length, except for part #5, the final part, which is twice as long. So yeah, it'll take a while to read through it all. === The Beach Party, Part #1 "Hey Zora, you'll love this party I just heard about". "Oh? Why is that Matt? You know I only like parties if there's plenty of beer involved" "Oh there is, take a look at this flyer William gave me" replied Matt, handing it to Zora. Zora looked at the flyer, it was advertising a weekend party at the beach for the entire freshmen class, and promising plenty of beer. The group would leave extra early on a bus at 6 AM on a Saturday, and head home on a bus on Sunday at 7 PM. It also vaguely promised some 'beer contests' that people could win money participating in, or placing bets on. In smaller font it was stated that most of the beer served before the evening would be non-alcoholic for legal liability reasons. "Well I'm sure they'd love for two gorgeous people like us to be there Matt. Too bad we're both too broke to bet any money on the contests it advertises" said Zora. "Hey don't say that before we even know what the contests are" argued Matt. "We both know how you're able to drink a lot of big tough guys under the table Zora, including yours truly. No one ever expects the slim sexy nerd girl to be able to down more beer then them". Matt's flattering description of Zora described her well. Zora was a slim and sexy 19 year old college girl with long dark hair who majored in mathematics. Despite how Zora looked like a lightweight, whenever she went out drinking with the guys she always drank more beer than even the tall muscular jocks in the group. Zora was also well known among her friends for having an iron bladder, since she never visited the ladies room when she went out drinking. Not even when the others in her group had each visited the restrooms several times in the night while drinking less beer than her. Zora never took more than 3 trips to the toilet in a day, and could often easily get away with just 2 pees a day without too much trouble. Despite being one of the smartest students in her year, Zora often hung out with the guys who could be described as the 'dumb jocks' who were great at sports and had great bodies but weren't the brightest bulbs. Her boyfriend Matt was one of those guys, big and muscular but not the brightest at academic work. "Just because I'm good at it doesn't mean that I'll win any bets we place on me" protested Zora, "but even if we're too broke to bet money we could still win some of the prizes it talks about". "Then I'll find a few bucks to place a bet on you if it's a drinking contest Zora" said Matt. "But first lets answer the million dollar question. Are we going to sign up for this party or what"? "Of course we are" Zora replied eagerly. "William may be known as a rich prick, but he's also known to always throw the best parties. Just make sure you tell Steve and Phil about this, they'll want to go to". Steve and Phil were friends of Zora and Matt who they often hung out with and went out drinking with. "Way ahead of you Zora, I ran into them first and already told them while I was looking for you" grinned Matt. "I'll go RSVP for us both". When the day of the party came Zora was as exhausted as everyone else from having to get up before 6 AM to catch the bus. Zora woke up so close to 6 AM that she barely had time to get dressed and visit the bathroom to take a morning piss before racing to catch the bus. As they got onto the buses Zora counted roughly 100 college students coming along for the weekend beach party. Zora had dressed appropriately in skimpy clothing since it was bound to be quite warm at the beach, and she wanted to show off her sexy body. Zora wore a skimpy black bikini underneath a skimpy tank top and a very short jeans denim skirt. Zora saw that most of the other girls had dressed similarly. Most of the guys were in just their swim trunks and a short sleeve shirt. Since they wouldn't arrive at the beach for several hours, and it was so early in the day, Zora, Matt, and almost all the other passengers quickly fell asleep during the long ride. "Zora wake up, we're at the beach" whispered Matt. "Huh" yawned Zora as she opened her eyes and looked around. It looked like Matt was right, almost everyone else was already getting out of their seats and helping to carry beach supplies and coolers of refreshments out. Zora looked out the window, and saw the beautiful ocean splashing onto the beach sand. As they got off the bus Zora saw that the beach they had gone to was truly as in the middle of nowhere as possible. It was a very rural looking place with a lot of grass and mountains in the distance inland, and no signs of civilization for miles. William had promised that they'd have absolute privacy on the beach where no one would disturb them, and the location he had picked certainly seemed to deliver on that promise. Soon the beach supplies and drinks were completely unloaded from the buses and the buses drove away. Zora, Matt, and most of the others stripped down to their bikini's and swim trunks and began to put on sunscreen. Matt finished putting the sunscreen on himself first. "Hey, I'll be back in a bit Zora, I gotta go take a piss" said Matt as he began to get up. "Go right ahead" replied Zora, though she wondered where Matt intended to go. Zora had already gotten enough of a look at the beach & nearby area to see that there were no public restrooms here. There weren't even any buildings in sight for miles. There was also barely anything to hide behind to offer any privacy. As Matt began to walk away the direction he was heading in immediately answered Zora's question. He was heading towards some several feet high sand dunes that stretched pretty far. At least 4 other guys were already standing near the sand dunes facing away from Zora and most of the other college students. It didn't take a genius to figure out even from the distance that they were all peeing on the sand dunes. "Hey Matt" Zora shouted while he was still within earshot, "get me a cold bottle of beer on your way back, I'm thirsty". Zora heard Matt shout an 'ok' back to her. As Zora was left alone to put her sunscreen on her mind turned to the obvious question, what would Zora do when she had to pee later. While Zora had no urge to go right now, having just taken a morning piss about 3 hours ago, she had little doubt that she'd be needing to go eventually with all the beer she'd be drinking today. Zora had figured that there would be a public restroom nearby that she could use, but obviously that wasn't the case. While Zora wasn't completely opposed to the idea of squatting down to pee somewhere outdoors if she had no other choice, the thought of peeing without any privacy really bothered her. Zora didn't want over 100 other college students to see her squatting down for a piss. The sand dunes didn't really offer much of any privacy even if she went behind them, they were just too short. The thought of wading into the ocean and peeing through her bikini bottom crossed Zora's mind. But Zora couldn't stomach the thought of purposely peeing in the ocean. It was disgusting to even think about, let alone to actually do it. 'I guess I can hold it until it's pitch dark. Then I can take a short walk somewhere away from the others, and pee in the privacy of the cover of darkness' Zora pondered in her head. Without doing any math, Zora thought holding it that long might be a bit of a stretch for her iron bladder. If she wanted to Zora could easily pee just twice a day, once in the morning after just getting up, and once before bed. But that was without drinking a lot of beer throughout the day, and Zora had intended on drinking a lot of beer today. 'I should probably be alright, just as long as I make a conscious effort not to drink too much beer throughout the day' Zora thought. Zora tried to do some math in her head to determine how much beer she could get away with drinking without getting too uncomfortable before nightfall. Zora's thoughts were interrupted by Matt returning to her, carrying 2 bottles of beer in his hand, each were 12 ounces in size, the size of a can of soda. "Here, this bottle of beer is ice cold just the way you like it" said Matt as he handed Zora one. A thirsty Zora eagerly took the bottle from Matt and took a deep sip. Zora and Matt soon hooked up with their friends Steve and Phil, and some other college students as they began to have fun partying on the beach for the next hour. Zora ended up playing a game of volleyball with Matt against Steve and Phil. At one point during their game the guys called for a couple minute break to fetch and drink another bottle of beer. If it weren't for the lack of a restroom at the beach Zora would have grabbed herself a second bottle of beer without a second thought, instead Zora made an effort to restrain herself. 'Wait an hour before you grab a second beer, two in an hour is one too many this early in the day' Zora kept telling herself in her head. As the first hour wore on, Zora got to see a lot of other guys making use of the sand dunes to pee, and even some girls to. The lack of privacy the girls and guys had who went behind the sand dunes to pee only reinforced Zora's commitment to wait until it was pitch dark out to pee. That time was still many hours away however, it wasn't even 10 AM yet, though Zora still had no urge to go as of yet. Towards the end of their first hour at the beach as the clock neared 10 AM, William began to shout to get people's attention. "Alright everyone gather around and shut up for a moment, I've got an announcement to make" yelled William. Zora and her friends followed the crowd towards William. Soon there was a crowd of roughly 100 college students standing around William. "Alright everyone, you all no doubt noticed on the flyers I passed out advertising this party that it promised beer contests, and betting you can place on it" William announced. The crowd nodded eagerly. "Well, the first of those contests is to begin soon at roughly 10 AM". "What will the contest be" asked someone in the crowd. "Glad someone asked" said William, "has everyone ever heard of Edward Fortyhands contests, also called Amy Winehands contests in some places". Some people in the crowd shouted yes, but others said no. Zora was among the no's. "You've gotta be kidding me that you've never heard of it" Matt whispered in Zora's ears. "What" whispered Zora defensively, "I'm good at drinking lots of beer, but I've never entered any drinking contests before. Unless you count drinking you under the table for fun a contest". "Well for those who don't know it's simple" shouted William, continuing to talk over the whisperings from the crowd. William turned around and opened a large cooler behind him. He pulled out a large 40 ounce (1,183 ml) bottle of beer and held it up high for everyone to see. "The people in the contest get one of these 40 ounce bottles duct taped to each of their hands, that's 80 ounces of beer total. They can't use their hands for anything except for drinking from the beer bottles duct taped to them. Only by completely draining both bottles can they remove the duct tape and be free to use their hands for other things again". "See" whispered Matt, "we've already done it before with Steve and Phil, just without the duct tape". Zora nodded back, they had indeed had several similar contests in their dorm rooms in the past. Despite her smaller size Zora had always finished her bottles first in those contests. "What if you have to go to the bathroom from all that drinking" a girl in the crowd asked. William grinned obnoxiously as he answered "then you better finish your beer fast so you can go. Or you can always go in your bikini or swim trunks in front of the crowd". Some people in the crowd laughed. "But if you want to win some cash prizes you better hold it till you finish. The first person to finish their bottles wins $100, and there's prizes for 2nd and 3rd place to. And you can all place bets on who you think will win, and who you think will wet themselves instead of finishing". "If you want in the first contest then come see me" William concluded, "I'd like at least 8 people, but more is fine to. And remember it's still morning so it's non-alcoholic beer we'll be drinking". As the crowd broke up when William finished talking Zora's friends wasted no time encouraging her to enter the Edwards Fortyhands contest. As a bunch of poor college students with little extra spending money, the dollar signs were already in the eyes of her friends. William's contest and betting sounded like a golden opportunity for Zora and her friends to make some money. "Zora you've gotta enter that contest, you'll win for sure" her boyfriend Matt told her. "That contest is a free $100 for the taking for you Zora, and a free can't lose bet for the three of us" said Steve. "I don't know about the rest of you, but I have just $20, so I'd love to double that amount". Seeing the look of indecisiveness on her face, Phil chimed in "and since we wouldn't be able to win that free money without you we can even give you a cut of it to Zora. How about say 15 percent?". Matt and Steve both nodded in agreement with Phil. "Alright, alright I'll do it boys" said Zora as she bowed to peer pressure from her friends, and the lure of some much needed cash. In truth Zora hadn't hesitated just because she wasn't as confident in winning as her friends were. She was also concerned about how much beer she'd have to drink and how it would undoubtedly hit her bladder sooner or later long before night fell. Some quick math told Zora that downing two 40 ounce bottles of beer would fill her bladder more than 6 of the smaller 12 ounce (355 ML) bottles Zora had already drank one of. And this contest was all about downing a bunch of beer all at once, not over the course of several hours. And yet Zora was also flat broke just like her friends, so she told herself she could cope with two large bottles of beer. Having just one smaller bottle of beer an hour was being too overly cautious anyway Zora told herself. What good was an iron bladder if Zora didn't put it to use? Besides, it was only one contest, it wasn't like she'd have to do it again, or that they'd let her enter again after she won the first time. "Are you sure Zora, you seemed a bit indecisive" asked Matt, picking up on Zora's concern, but not realizing the reason for the concern. "Yes I'm sure Matt, I'm sure guys" said Zora, more confidently then before. "I'm as broke and in need of the extra spending money as you all are. I'll go see William to sign up right now". "And we'll all go and place bets on your certain victory" Steve added joyfully. William showed how his reputation as a rich prick was well earned when Zora approached him and announced she wanted to be in his Edward Fortyhands contest. "You?" William laughed, "are you here to try to win it, or are you just here to get some free beer". Zora wasn't surprised by William's skepticism. As a slim woman who was only 5 feet 5 inches tall, average height for a woman, Zora hardly looked like a person who could down a lot of beer faster than much bigger guys. Zora's three muscle man friends Matt, Steve, and Phil had all once underestimated her the same way when they had first met. Zora took great pleasure in proving to others that they had underestimated her prowess at drinking beer. "Of course I'm here win your contest" Zora replied with fierce determination. "I've drank plenty of big tough looking guys under the table before, including those three". William laughed at Zora's determination, clearly skeptical of her claims. "Well if you insist then sure, you can be contestant number 7, which is probably where you'll place to, 7th". Zora only smiled at William's arrogance, if others underestimated her like him then her friends could probably do better than just doubling their money on her win. "Don't underestimate my girlfriend man" said Matt. "I'm so confident in her that I'm placing a bet on her finishing in 1st place". Matt waved a $20 bill in his hand to show he was serious. "Well if you want to blow $20 on loyalty to your girl then be my guess" laughed William. "As for you Zora, go sit on the orange beach chair over there with the number 7 written on it, so that the others will know you're in the contest. Wait with the other contestants for the game to begin". There ended up being a total of nine people in the Edwards Fortyhand contest by the time it started at 10 AM. Besides Zora, there were two other girls in the contest, one of them was Kelly, she was a short, slim, and sexy girl like Zora, though she was a few inches shorter than Zora. Zora was sure William had mocked her as well when she wanted to enter the contest. Zora was sure that the girl was much better at rapidly downing beers then she looked, she had an aura of confidence about her. One of the other six guys, named Russell, was a strong jock who was over six and a half feet tall. Not surprisingly many were placing their bets on him to win first place. 'The bigger they are the harder they'll fall' Zora thought to herself as she smiled at him. When the contest was about to begin everyone formed a large circle around William, Zora, and the rest of the contestants. They watched as William duct taped two large 40 ounce bottles of beer to the hands of Zora and the other contestants. Zora smiled as William duct taped the beers to her hand, the bottles were both quite cold, just the way Zora liked her beer. "Alright everyone, when I say go you can all start drinking and the contest will be on" said William. "Is everyone here ready to drink"! There was a pause as Zora and the others all shouted yes excitedly. "Alright then, get ready, and GO, DRINK!". Zora didn't even pay attention to what the others were doing when the contest started. She knew from past experience going up against Matt, Steve, and Phil in similar contests that the way for her to win was to pace herself. Trying to down a third of the bottle in one gulp never worked out well for the guys. While the beer wasn't alcoholic like it had been when Zora had done this before, Zora didn't adjust her strategy. Zora only took herself out of the zone to see how the others were doing briefly when she finished completely draining the first 40 ounce bottle. None of the others had finished their first beer bottle yet. Many of Zora's competitors weren't even halfway done their first bottle. Two people were fairly close on Zora's heels however, Russell the six and a half foot giant, and Kelly the slim girl who was several inches shorter then Zora. Others in the crowd were obviously dumbfounded by how the two slim and good looking girls were giving the giant athlete Russell a run for his money. There was a lot of taunting from the crowd aimed at Russell and the other guys. "You're doing great Zora, keep going!" Zora heard Matt and her friends shouting. Zora went back into the zone, and kept on drinking from her second bottle at a steady pace, blind to what her competitors were doing. When Zora drained the last of her second 40 ounce bottle of beer she knew without even looking at the other contestants that she had won. She heard her friends Matt, Steve, and Phil giving the loudest cheers of the group. Zora looked to her side and saw a surprised William walking over to her. William grabbed Zora's hands and raised the beer bottles to his eye level to verify they were both indeed empty, and then raised Zora's right hand into the air. "The unexpected 1st place winner everyone, contestant #7, Zora" announced William to the cheering crowd. William soon removed the duct tape and beer bottles from Zora's hands, and then shook her hand. "Congratulations Zora, I never thought someone of your size could down that much beer in just 21 minutes. Feel free to run off for a pee now, I'm sure you need it after all that beer". William's mention of a pee was an unwelcome reminder of Zora's predicament, and how she had just made things harder on herself by downing so much beer so early in the day. Zora already felt the first twinges of an urge to pee hitting her bladder. Most of the beer hadn't had time to get to Zora's iron bladder just yet however, so Zora simply told William "thanks, but I'm good, I don't need a leak just yet". "Well feel free to run off to take a leak whenever all that beer hits your bladder" amended William, before he returned his attention to Russell and Kelly. Zora glanced at them as well, and saw Kelly had passed Russell, though Kelly also seemed to be feeling the effects of the beer, with how she was fidgeting her legs around. When Kelly finished 4 minutes after Zora, she didn't waste any time getting William to take the beer bottles off. "Hurry it up William, I've gotta pee really bad, I should have gone before the contest started". When William removed the duct tape and bottles from her hands, Kelly immediately gripped her crotch with both hands and ran off towards the sand dunes. Zora noted that a lot of people kept taking glances in the direction of Kelly and the sand dunes while Kelly was gone, which only reaffirmed to Zora that there would be no privacy to her if she peed on the sand dunes. The next 35 minutes everyone else in the contest who finished also ran off to the sand dunes for a much needed piss. However 2 of the contestants, one guy and one girl, both couldn't hold it before finishing their beer. The guy just stood there blushing as he soaked his swim trunks with urine and had it run down his legs. The girl, though unable to use her hands to try to keep her legs dry, tried squatting down on the ground when it started to run down her legs. It helped stop her legs from getting much wetter at least, but that was about all it accomplished. Just watching the two college students lose control of their bladder was enough to send thoughts of Zora's own bladder back to the top of her mind. Zora felt shivers run down her spine and into her filling bladder as she wondered if she'd be able to hold on till nightfall. By 11 AM when the contest was over Zora felt the beer continuing to rapidly pump itself into her bladder. But Zora tried to ignore her bladder by focusing on the money she and her friends had just won. "So exactly how much did you boys bet on me" asked Zora as Matt, Steve, and Phil returned with their winnings in hand. "Together we bet $80" answered Matt, "But so many people bet against you and on the other 8 contestants that William gave you 3 to 1 odds". As the math whiz in the group Zora knew how slim the odds were considered for a 3 to 1 chance event to occur, and what the payout was for 3 to 1 odds. Zora's jaw dropped in shock as she realized how much money that had netted the guys. "You guys raked in $240 dollars in profit!" Zora practically screamed in delight. "How well did you expect us to do" asked Steve. "I was expecting you three to collectively make around $100 in profits total, even if you bet all the cash you were carrying" answered Zora. "If I had known you three would make that much I wouldn't have even hesitated to enter the contest". "So, what's 15% of $240 dollars Zora" asked Matt. "Since we all agreed beforehand that would be your cut for entering the contest and winning us the money". Zora did the quick mental math "that's $36 dollars, let's hope we have enough smaller bills" Zora and the three guys sat down on their beach blanket and counted the money together. The gambling money totaled $320. Matt, Steve, and Phil each pocketed the $80 they originally bet, and handed Zora $36 dollars, then split up the remaining $204 among themselves. Zora found herself catching the guy's contagious greed for easy money as they counted it out. It had been so easy winning the contest, and Zora couldn't remember ever seeing so much cash in real life before. "It's a shame that they surely won't let me play in the remaining drinking contests now" said Zora as she pocketed her money. "It surely wouldn't pay out as much as this one did now, but hey free money is free money". "You never know if you don't ask" piped up Phil as he started to get up, "I'll go ask William if you'll be allowed to enter the next one, and when it'll be". "If you can enter it again, imagine how much more money we could win by betting more than $80" said Matt, as thoughts of what to do with their unexpected spending money filled their minds. Zora's thoughts of how to spend her money were interrupted by Phil returning with a big grin on his face. "Hey guys, William said why not, people love seeing if winners can win again against fiercer competition. Also he said the next contest will be at 2 PM, which is in another 3 hours". While Zora acted happy with her friends at the news, in the back of Zora's mind there was only one thing she was thinking. 'CRAP CRAP CRAP!' Zora screamed in her head as thoughts of her rapidly filling bladder refused to be ignored any longer. 'What have I just gotten myself into? I can't back out now after just telling the guys I'd do another contest'. Zora glanced at the $136 dollars in her wallet. 'Plus the money is too good for all of us for me to back out, I wish we weren't so poor'. Zora wondered how she'd ever hold on till nightfall if she had another 80 ounces of beer so early in the afternoon. Oblivious to Zora's anxiety, Matt wrapped his arms around Zora from behind and pulled her closer for a kiss. "Who says we have to do just one more contest guys? I think my girl can go on a long winning streak in these contests". Matt didn't even give Zora a chance to reply as he bent down and kissed her on the lips. But she could see how Steve and Phil's eyes lit up at Matt's idea, and knew immediately that Matt's big mouth had just made her desperate plight even worse. Out loud Zora simply told them "we'll see when we get there boys". === The Beach Party, Part #2 The next few hours passed uneventfully, at least to the guy's perspective, since unlike Zora their inhibitions and anatomy didn't stop them from all using the sand dunes whenever they wanted to. Zora and the guys played a few games of beach volleyball with themselves and others. They also enjoyed digging in the sand and playing in the ocean. The ocean water was colder then Zora had expected, which briefly made her urge to piss worse. But Zora prided herself on her iron bladder, so despite all the beer she had downed earlier it was nothing she couldn't handle, for now. Zora was briefly tempted to pee in the ocean, but she knew she couldn't do it, the thought disgusted her too much. Yet while Zora could still easily control her bladder, more beer continued to pump itself into her bladder the next two hours. Zora tried to ignore her slowly growing need as best she could and just have fun with her friends, but her bladder 's needs kept nagging at her at the back of her mind. Since Zora knew she'd be entering another beer drinking contest at 2 PM she barely ate anything when food was offered at noon. Zora knew she couldn't stuff herself on food or beer if she expected to win another Edwards Fortyhands drinking contest. To quench her thirst in between the contests Zora allowed herself only a single 12 ounce bottle of beer. Zora knew in the back of her mind she'd be regretting having the beer bottle later after she downed another 80 ounces of beer and had to pee a lot worse. But Zora was too thirsty to care at the moment. By 1 PM Zora couldn't help but occasionally fidget her legs around from her growing need. She tried to be subtle about it, and not do it if she thought anyone was looking in her direction. And yet despite her caution her boyfriend Matt saw her fidgeting her legs multiple times. At first Zora tried to play it off as adjusting her legs to a more comfortable position, and Matt didn't comment on it. But then Zora made the mistake of glancing in the direction of the sand dunes. She saw a college guy she didn't know standing at the sand dunes. Unlike most of the people who visited the sand dunes this guy didn't have his back facing the others, he had his side facing them. That met that despite the distance Zora easily saw his cock whipped out of his swim trunks, pissing a large stream onto the sand. Zora felt a jolt of added urgency hit her jealous bladder at the sight of the guy doing the thing her bladder wanted to do but could not do. Without thinking Zora moved a hand to grip her crotch, while also crossing her legs. She blushed when she realized Matt was watching her. Zora moved her hand away from her crotch and looked into her boyfriend's eyes, and she saw Matt knew without a doubt now about her need. "Come on Zora, let's go for a walk" he said as he got up out of the beach chair. Wordlessly Zora got up and followed her boyfriend. The beach and much of the surrounding area was so flat that you could see in any direction for miles, so they couldn't truly be alone, but they could get well out of ear shot of the others. When they were far enough away from the others for them to hear nothing, Zora confessed to Matt what he already knew. "All that beer from the contest has started to hit my bladder Matt. I haven't peed since shortly before we left at 6 AM, which was 7 hours ago". "I thought so, I noticed you still hadn't gone to relieve yourself yet" said Matt as he rubbed Zora's shoulders to try to calm her down. "Until now I thought that was just you being my iron bladder girlfriend who only pees two times a day, even with all that beer". "That's two times a day on a normal day without drinking any beer Matt. Even an iron bladder girlfriend fills up faster when she downs a lot of beer". Zora sighed and closed her eyes for a moment as she enjoyed Matt massaging her shoulders. "What am I going to do Matt?" "Well, even though you've been avoiding it because you don't like it, you can always use the sand dunes like everyone else". "I can't Matt, us ladies don't have it as easy as you guys do in situations like this" moaned Zora. "Sure you can" said Matt in a reassuring tone as he continued to massage Zora's shoulders. "Just do what the other girls have been doing. Squat down and pull your bikini bottom off or aside". "Matt I'm not peeing in front of 100 other college students, especially not on some sand dunes, and no other self respecting lady would either. The fact that you even know how the other women have been peeing on the sand dunes shows how there's no privacy over there". Zora sighed again as she felt her unrelieved bladder continuing to nag at her. "I expected us to have a public restroom so that I could pee in the privacy of a ladies room stall. You guys are so luckily being able to just whip your cocks out anywhere to pee". "Well we're not going to be back at the college until tomorrow evening, so what do you intend on doing about your bladder's predicament" asked Matt. Zora turned around to face Matt, and looked him in the eyes. "Unless you have a better idea I'll hold it till it's nightfall and relatively pitch dark, that should be shortly after 8 PM. Then I'll take a short walk and pee somewhere in the privacy of the cover of darkness. But that's still so many hours away Matt". "What about the next Edwards Fortyhands drinking contest in an hour" asked Matt, this time with a bit of anxiousness in his voice. "You know how much of a financial boon the last one was to us all, we can't make that money without you...". Zora saw the concern and disappointment in her boyfriend's eyes. Zora knew the guys wanted to milk these contests for as much money as possible, and the greedy part of her agreed with their sentiment despite her plight. "Don't worry Matt. I'll enter it, and I'll win again. I can't say my bladder will be too thrilled about it afterwards however". Zora thought Matt's eyes lit up a bit too eagerly at her response. "That's my girl, I knew you'd be tough enough to take one for the team, especially when there's beer involved". Matt reached his massive arms out to pull Zora close to him in a hug. "Don't worry about the drinking Zora, you're Miss Iron Bladder, you'll be fine". Zora pulled herself closer to Matt to hug him back, and felt herself rub right against his erect cock through his swim trunks. It was Matt's turn to blush now, as it all clicked in Zora's mind why he was turned on. Zora smiled at him and kissed. "At least one of us can take joy out of my situation" she whispered to him. Soon they turned to head back to the main part of the beach where the others were. The clock soon reached 1:50 PM. When William announced the next Edwards Fortyhands drinking contest would start in 10 minutes it triggered a rush to the sand dunes to pee before the contest started. Zora wasn't among those who rushed to the sand dunes, she waited, still unrelieved, for the contest to begin. This didn't escape the attention of a few people who had noticed that Zora still hadn't visited the sand dunes to pee since the last contest, including William. "You know you're free to pee before the next contest starts Zora" William reminded her. "It's peeing yourself during the contest that gets you disqualified". William spoke loudly enough for at least a dozen other people nearby to overhear. Zora blushed a bit at being found out so quickly by William. It was his fault that she wasn't able to pee out here, since he had picked a place with no public restrooms nearby for her to use. But Zora knew complaining now would do her no good. At the same time though, Zora was quick on her feet. She realized confessing the truth could help convince some people to bet against her winning the contest. Who would bet on a girl they thought might piss herself and get disqualified before she finished downing her beers? And the less that bet on her the greater the return on investment her friend's bets would get. "Eh I'll be fine William, this lady doesn't like the idea of peeing in sand dunes" she replied. "Have you even peed since the last contest" asked William. Zora noticed his eyes were focused right on the start of her bladder bulge, which was clearly visible to everyone who looked closely enough since she was only wearing a skimpy bikini. "Nope, I'm still holding it since the last contest" she confessed loudly enough for the eavesdroppers to overhear. "I haven't peed since shortly before boarding the bus about 8 hours ago". "Well I'm sure you must really need a leak by now then" said William. "That makes it even more foolish for you to not take the chance to go before the contest". "No, given the lack of any proper facilities out here, I'd much rather hold it then pee out here, even after the contest is over. You'd understand my hesitation if you were a girl William". William gave up the conversation at that point, but Zora happily noted some whispered conversations among the dozen strangers who had overheard their conversation. While she couldn't overhear what they were all saying, she hoped that they were less hesitant to bet on someone else now. She saw Matt, who had overheard her conversation with William, smile at her from the distance and give her a thumbs up. The next 10 minutes flew by, and William quickly recruited 9 other competitors for Zora in the second contest. Besides Zora there were 3 other women, one of which was Kelly, the girl who came in second place against Zora last time. A lot of the guys in the contest were athletes on the college sports teams, though none looked quite as intimidating on paper as Russell had. Despite how tough many of the guys looked, Zora considered Kelly to be her most dangerous competitor in the contest. Though the two women had never met each other prior to William's beach party, it already felt to Zora like they had quickly become each other's fiercest rival. Just one look at Kelly told Zora that she was much better prepared this time, she also looked a lot more confident and determined this time around. Like Zora, Kelly also didn't visit the sand dunes before entering the contest. But Zora didn't think much of it, figuring Kelly had probably gone earlier when she wasn't looking, after all she had rushed off to the sand dunes after the first contest. Soon William duct taped the 80 ounces of beer to Zora's hands, and the hands of her 9 competitors. The second Zora heard William tell everyone to start drinking she went into the zone again and just focused on downing her beer, rather than on the other competitors or the crowd watching her. Zora was aware of her bladder continuing to complain more fiercely then before as she drained her two 40 ounce beer bottles. Being unable to grip her crotch due to the beer bottles duct taped to it Zora found herself crossing her legs more the more she drained her beer bottles. Zora only let herself come out of the zone and pay attention to what was going on around her after she had drained the last of her second 40 ounce beer bottle. She knew immediately from the joyous reactions of Matt, Steve, and Phil that she had won. Unlike last time though, Zora also saw some looks of relief on the boy's faces, which told her it had been a closer match up. Zora glanced at her other competitors, and saw that Kelly was likely just 30 seconds behind her, too close for comfort for Zora even though she had still narrowly won. William soon confirmed her victory, and Kelly's second place finish as he removed the empty beer bottles from both women's hands. "Congratulations Zora, it became a very close matchup between you and Kelly at the end there. It took you 23 minutes this time around but you still won first place by about 30 seconds over your next competitor, Kelly. You started to give a few of your bettors a heart attack when you started to squirm your legs around in desperation, as if you might be in danger of losing it". Zora blushed upon realizing that of course the others had seen her squirm, she had been too busy downing her beer to care at the time. But now with her body rapidly pumping the beer she had just drank into her bladder right now Zora found herself tempted to cross her legs again, or grip her crotch in front of everyone. But she resisted the urge, now that the contest was over she didn't want to look that weak. "I told you I'd be fine William. I'm not a girl to rush off to the ladies room a half dozen times during the night when I go out drinking". After a moment of hesitation Zora added in a confident tone "a little extra beer is no problem for a girl like me". Zora wished she believed her boast with as much confidence as she had said it. 80 ounces of beer was hardly 'a little' beer for anyone, especially a girl Zora's size who had already downed a bunch of beer hours ago. "And what about you Kelly" William asked. "It was a very close match up, but you came much closer than last time. You were even ahead of Zora at one point when she started to squirm around in desperation". Even without words the look on Kelly's face already said it all. Kelly was clearly full of a lot of frustration and some rage as her eyes shot daggers in Zora's direction. "Of course I did better than last time, I wasn't all that ready the first contest" she answered. "But to come so close and still lose narrowly, that's so frustrating! I've always been the beer queen among my friends. I've never lost at something like this before, and now I've lost twice!". "Well I think you're both beer queens in the eyes of everyone here" said William to the cheers of the crowd. "Better luck next time then, but second place is still another $50 for you". As Zora watched the remaining competitors finish the contest she saw every single one of them rush off to the sand dunes to pee. Each one of them sent an unwelcome reminder to Zora of her bladder's own needs, but Zora knew she had no choice but to ignore her bladder's rapidly increasing urge and keep holding it. There was one competitor who didn't use the sand dunes however, her rival Kelly. She didn't seem to be showing any signs of needing a leak yet despite just downing 80 ounces of beer. While Zora was still concerned about her own filling bladder, she couldn't help but wonder if Kelly was like her in ways besides a talent for downing a lot more beer then most would expect for her size. Zora made a mental note to herself to keep an eye on Kelly. Zora couldn't help but get the feeling that Kelly was also keeping a close eye on her while they watched the rest of the contest with the others. Zora was increasingly tempted to grip her crotch in desperation as the hour wore on, and the gusher in her bladder grew more urgent. But her gut told her not to show weakness in front of Kelly and the others, so she kept her arms away from her crotch. By the time the contest ended Zora found herself constantly adjusting her legs every few minutes to deal with her bladder's urgent nagging. When the bets and prizes were paid out Zora hoped it would be a welcome distraction from her bladder's needs, as she and her friends sat down on a beach blanket together to count the money again. "Ok let me try to guess the amount first" said Zora before they started to count it out and divide it up. "It's under 50% of what we made last time isn't it?". "Why would you think we'd do that poorly" asked Phil, clearly trying to stifle a grin. "I'm just being realistic Phil, after the first contest where no one was even close to me who would want to bet against me? That's got to have put a big dent in our haul compared to last time". "That thinking would have applied before you made a public show of not visiting the sand dunes like the rest of your competitors" grinned Matt. "That was pure genius Zora, now we know why you're the brains of the group. I overheard several people changing their bets after they realized you still hadn't peed all day despite drinking all that beer. Thanks to your quick thinking we still managed to get 1 to 1.3 odds on you, on the entire $284". Zora's mind went through a rollercoaster of emotions at that news. On one hand Zora's mind immediately did the math and realized the win had netted the guys $218 in profit. That wasn't that far behind their winnings from the first contest, and it was much more then she expected them to win. The greedy part of Zora leapt in joy inside at this news. On the other hand, Zora had told the guys not to bet every cent they had on the contest, in case she lost. And the contest had turned out to be quite close, much too close for comfort for Zora in hindsight. The fact that the guys hadn't listened to her caution left another part of her pissed off at them for putting more pressure on her. She didn't want to be blamed for losing their entire winnings in one contest. Anger won out for Zora. "Matt! I told guys not to bet everything on one contest! What if I had lost and you guys lost all your money!". "Well that's why we didn't tell you in advance" admitted Matt to the nods of Steve and Phil. "We knew you wouldn't like it being under that kind of pressure. So we all agreed it's better to ask for forgiveness then permission". "Besides, we still won" Steve added cheerfully. "So we can be forgiven when we have this big haul of money can't we Zora". Zora wanted to do more to talk the guys out of betting all their money on the next contests. Milking the contests for some much needed extra spending money was one thing, but repeatedly betting it all was pure recklessness in Zora's book. But she knew from the greedy looks in their eyes, and the cheerful looks on their faces that she'd be wasting her breath. "Damn you boys! Just don't do that again" she said in a semi-stern tone even as she felt their optimism and the pile of cash smothering her anger. Zora calmed herself down and joined the guys in counting out the money and taking her 15% share of $33. As she counted out the money Zora couldn't help but repeatedly fidget her legs around and grab her crotch in desperation a few times. A trip to the toilet would be quite welcome right now Zora thought. Her squirming around in obvious desperation didn't escape the notice of Steve and Phil, who Zora had never confessed her plight to. Matt, knowing full well about her plight, was taking in all her desperate squirming with his eyes. "Wait a minute" said Steve with some concern. "You really weren't bluffing when you told William you hadn't peed in over 9 hours by now, and you're still holding it after the contest?". Zora couldn't help but blush and grip her crotch as a jolt of desperation swam through her bladder. "What kind of a lady could pee here" asked Zora. "If I was desperate and I had no other choice I'd be open to squatting down and peeing somewhere outdoors, but not in broad daylight with no privacy from a hundred other people. And before you ask, no, the sand dunes aren't private at all". "Then why agree to enter the drinking contests when you know it'll make you have to pee real bad" asked Phil. "You know why, the lure of this green stuff in front of us" answered Zora as she waved a wad of money around in one hand, before adjusting her fidgeting legs again. This conversation was not helping her bladder. "I just hope I'll be able to keep holding it once all that beer finishes hitting my bladder. I need to pee pretty badly already". Matt slid over to Zora and wrapped his arms around her in a bear hug. "Calm down Zora you're the Miss Iron Bladder in the group who can drink loads of beer with us while never peeing, you'll be fine" he whispered into her ear in encouragement. Zora squirmed around in desperation underneath his bear hug. "Matt you need to be more careful about that, my bladder doesn't like sudden jolts to my body" she complained in a playful but serious voice. Matt loosened his grip some. Things were quiet for a few minutes as the group counted out the rest of the money and divided it up. Then Matt broke the silence with a big grin on his face. "Guys I just got a great idea to increase our haul and betting odds in the next contests, but it'll take our heroine Zora to pull off". Steve and Phil were all ears and big grins with dollar signs practically visible in their face. Zora liked the idea of more money, so she was willing to listen to Matt's idea. "Well, what part will I have to play, besides winning another drinking contest" she asked, while she felt some jolts of desperation hit her bladder at the thought of downing yet another 80 ounces of beer. "It's simple, the next drinking contest is in another three hours at 6 PM, I asked William when we picked up our winnings" explained Matt. "Zora you need to keep holding it till 6 PM, and hold it during the contest while you win". Zora sighed "you know that's what I have no choice but to try to do" she said, hoping she could wait that long once the rest of the beer hit her bladder. "As soon as it gets pitch dark around 8 PM however, I'm gonna have to pee somewhere. I already need to go pretty badly". "But that's exactly what you have to not do" Matt replied energetically. "People will be so convinced you'll win next time that we probably won't get good betting odds on the 6 PM contest no matter what we do." "How will me not peeing help that" asked Zora warily. "The 6 PM contest will be over long before nightfall arrives and gives me my first chance to pee all day since arriving at the beach". While Zora still didn't get Matt's idea, she was already not liking where it was going. Her bladder didn't like it either, as she had to fight off more jolts of desperation as she openly squirmed around and gripped her crotch in front of the guys. "Because we won't be betting on just the drinking contest" Matt answered eagerly. "Sure, we'll put some money on you winning that. But remember, William also has betting on contestants pissing themselves before finishing their beer". "But most people haven't been betting on that" Steve pointed out, "and no one even pissed themselves last time because most people ran off to piss in the sand dunes before the contest started". Zora nodded, agreeing with Steve's assessment. "Right, and even William has to have noticed that" agreed Matt. "So we'll ask him to spice up that betting by changing the rules. Given how dead that betting is on that I think he'll be open to it. We'll say he should take bets on whether the contestants can wait several hours after downing their beer to pee. Say until right before the start of the next contest at 10 PM if he keeps doing them every 4 hours". Phil's face lit up with dollar signs as he understood Matt's idea quicker than the others. "And for the competitors who had bets placed on them, they'll need some encouragement to keep holding on after the contest for the betting. So if they can hold it, he should reward them with say 15% or so of the money bet on them lasting or not lasting. I like your idea Matt", Steve voiced his agreement as well. Zora felt her bladder complain at the mere thought of going along with the guy's idea. It was only 3 PM now, and the guy's idea had her holding it for at least another 7 hours, and probably at least several more hours after a 10 PM drinking contest. Yet Zora had been hoping to finally get to pee in just 5 more hours when it got dark enough to give her some privacy. 'CRAP! They all love this idea already without even consulting with me, even though I have to do all the work!' Zora screamed in her mind. Knowing how strong headed the guys could be when money was involved, Zora had her doubts she could talk the guys out of this idea. Despite her own doubts about being able to wait as long as necessary to win the guy's bets, Zora felt their shared greed to milk these contests for all the money possible already melting her opposition to their idea. After all, Zora was a poor college student who needed the money to, and thanks to William's prizes these contests were more lucrative to her than the guys. What was the point of earning the nickname Miss Iron Bladder if she couldn't put that iron bladder to use when the chance arose? "Pardon, but I couldn't help but overhear your idea for changing the rules" said a familiar feminine voice before Zora could say a word. Zora spun herself around and saw it was Kelly who had jumped into their conversation. While Kelly had wiped the frustration and anger from earlier off her face, Zora was sure she hadn't let go of either. A proud girl with wounded pride often struck back viciously Zora found. "I think your idea sounds wonderful, I'd love to make more money off entering these contests". She paused for a moment and looked directly at Zora, with a malicious glow in her eyes. "I think your iron bladdered friend Zora would like that idea to. If you need some help convincing William to change the rules just ask, I can be quite persuasive". Zora moved her eyes farther down and saw it on Kelly, the unmistakable bulge of an unrelieved bladder. It hit her then, Kelly really was just like her in having an iron bladder she was proud of to. Zora realized Kelly had rushed off to pee after the first drinking contest because she hadn't had time for a morning piss before catching the bus. There was no telling how long Kelly had been holding it before rushing off to the sand dunes, and she hadn't peed since. Since Kelly knew of Zora's iron bladder this was her way of challenging Zora to see who had the bigger iron bladder. But it was also undoubtedly Kelly's way of getting revenge on Zora for beating her in the first two contests. She knew full well Zora was getting desperate enough for a piss after all that beer to fidget around openly in desperation. She likely knew that Zora was extremely unlikely to bring herself to use the sand dunes. And because Zora had admitted it publically earlier Kelly knew her bladder had a 4 and a half hour advantage over Zora's. So this was also her way of trying to keep Zora from a much needed piss until Kelly had bested her iron bladder. Though she knew she couldn't say it out loud, Zora swore at Kelly in her mind as her bladder continued to get pumped fuller with beer. She hadn't wanted a holding contest with her at all, especially in such an inconvenient place with no public bathrooms. Matt, Steve, and Phil meanwhile all happily thanked Kelly for supporting their idea. Only then did they seem to realize that they hadn't heard Zora's opinion on the idea, or gotten her approval. "You're fine with this money making idea aren't you Zora" Matt asked in a tone that showed his full confidence in his sexy girlfriend with the iron bladder saying yes. In a split second Zora glanced at the eager faces of the guys, still with dollar signs in their eyes. She shifted her eyes to Kelly's, and saw her exuding complete confidence. Her eyes were practically daring Zora say no like her rapidly filling bladder wanted her to. Zora knew she couldn't give in to her bladder's demands if it was what Kelly wanted. Zora also knew the guys would be really disappointed in her if she gave in to her bladder's demands this soon and refused to enter more drinking contests because of it. "Sure, I'll be game for this boys" she answered, even as all the pee already sloshing around in her desperate bladder made her regret the words before speaking them. The look Kelly gave her said it all, she was eager for a showdown to best Zora's iron bladder and humiliate her in the way Zora's contest wins had humiliated her. Despite her pessimism about going up against Kelly in her state, Zora found herself wanting to best Kelly and her iron bladder just to wipe the arrogant look off of her face. Zora sighed as she realized it was going to be a long evening for her and her already desperately full iron bladder. === The Beach Party, Part #3 Kelly soon left, while Steve and Phil both headed for the sand dunes for yet another piss, leaving just Zora and Matt. "I thought for sure you'd try to say no to our idea after what you told me earlier Zora. This is the girlfriend with the iron bladder I fell in love with" he told her before kissing her. "Part of me really wanted to say no" she admitted. "But we're all broke college students who need the money, and you boys were really excited by the idea, so how could I say no?" "Plus you never need a pit stop when we go out drinking a lot of beer together, so why should that be any different now" added Matt with a grin. Clearly he was hoping his confidence would rub off on Zora like their excitement about their rule changes had. "It's not just that either" admitted Zora as she decided to be honest with Matt. "Did you see how Kelly looked at me? Did you pay attention to her body language?" Matt looked a bit confused. "What about it? She didn't seem that mad anymore about losing the contests to you if that's what you mean". "Kelly jumped onboard your idea in order to challenge me Matt, it was clear in her eyes. This is her way of trying to challenge me to a holding contest" Zora explained. "She wants to humiliate me by beating me at this after I beat her at beer drinking twice". Zora went into detail about the bulge she noticed on Kelly's bladder area, and how she realized Kelly had been desperate for a piss for a while when she entered the first drinking contest. Zora and Matt glanced at Kelly in the distance, calmly talking to some friends. "I think I may see subtle signs of it" admitted Matt. "She's feeling it in her bladder to Zora even if she's barely showing it, and most of the beer from her first contest didn't have time to hit her bladder yet when she last peed". "True, but she still last peed four and a half hours later than I last did" replied Zora as she fidgeted her legs around. "God, I haven't peed in 9 hours now, but I've already drank more than I normally drink all day. I've gotta pee so badly already Matt, how am I ever going to hold it?". Matt smiled at her. "Calm down, you'll be fine Zora. I know you'll beat Kelly, because you're my iron bladder girlfriend who can always wait and avoid visiting the ladies room whenever we go out drinking beer together". Zora thought she saw the hint of an erection underneath his swim trunks. "I'll try my hardest Matt" she replied, "but I can't promise I won't drop my bikini bottoms and pee in the dark the second we don't have any money on the line for me not peeing however". "That's the mindset of a loser Zora" scolded Matt. "Only losers who piss themselves think about when they might pee later while hoping they can hold it that long". Zora tried to interrupt, but Matt kept talking. "Be honest Zora, all the times in the past you were this desperate to piss after drinking a lot of beer what happened?" "I waited till we finally headed back, and then rushed to plop myself on that toilet seat when we were home" Zora answered. "But sometimes you'd make me keep waiting yet another hour by taking me right to bed for some sex the moment we got back". Zora sneaked another glance at Matt's swim trunks and was certain now from the large bulge, her boyfriend was getting a raging erection from her plight. Surprisingly Zora found herself getting a bit aroused by her boyfriend's erection and arousal. She wrapped her arms around Matt and pulled herself closer to him. She felt herself rub against his erect cock for the second time today. This time around Matt didn't blush at being caught. Zora kissed him and whispered "It's weird, but your arousal is making me a bit aroused at my own desperate plight. You should have told me this turns you on sooner". Convincing William to change the rules for the betting didn't prove difficult at all. The guys and Kelly did most of the work, while Zora just nodded along and agreed. That suited Zora just fine, since she found herself in less and less of a talkative mood due to her increasingly urgent need to piss. It was only 4 PM by now, but Zora already needed to piss much worse than she had an hour ago. Zora had to make a conscious effort to not grip her crotch or squirm around in desperation like she badly wanted to. After William said he'd spread word of the change of rules most of the group broke up and went in opposite directions, which somehow left Zora alone with Kelly. Both women's eyes glanced at each other's naval area, and saw how their distended bladder bulge had grown the last hour as the rest of their 80 ounces of beer had poured into their bladder. Zora was surprised to see Kelly fidgeting her legs around some, so she allowed herself to fidget her legs around a bit in desperation to. "You know what these new rules mean" Kelly asked her with a wicked smile, as if trying to look unaffected by her filling bladder. "That there's money in these contests for anyone with a strong bladder like us now" guessed Zora, unsure what Kelly was getting at. "No silly girl, it means if we're both going to ignore our iron bladder's, and keep holding it instead of peeing, then we might as well milk it for all the money it's worth" replied Kelly with an eager smile. "What are you proposing we do Kelly, besides holding the gushers in our iron bladders back some more?". Without even hearing the answer Zora knew her bladder wouldn't like it. "Isn't it obvious Zora" asked Kelly. "It means the two of us should take a walk around the beach until the next contest, while having a few 12 ounce beer bottles". Zora couldn't help but grip her crotch with one hand as her bladder shuddered at Kelly's suggestion. Kelly for her part squirmed by rubbing her legs together, as if determined not to grip her crotch in desperation like Zora had. "Think about it Zora, how else will we get more people to foolishly bet on us iron bladder ladies not being able to last? Unless of course your bladder is too full to have some more beer and keep waiting and waiting with me..." Kelly left her implication dangling, with her eyes daring Zora to agree with Kelly's assessment of her bladder. Zora stood up straighter and willed herself to stop fidgeting in front of the shorter blonde woman. "Me and my bladder will be just fine with an extra bottle of beer or two" said Zora with a confidence she didn't truly feel due to being a pessimistic person by nature. "But wouldn't we be undermining ourselves in the beer drinking competition if we followed your idea and drank more beer" she asked Kelly. "Zora we've been so far ahead of the others at the beer contests that as long as we both drink the same amount of beer we shouldn't have anything worry about" answered Kelly. "After all, we're both each other's only rivals at it". Zora and her already desperate bladder after 10 hours of waiting hated Kelly for her 'suggestions' and how she kept on making Zora's desperate plight even worse. And yet the greedy part of Zora's mind that constantly worried about her financial situation couldn't help but agree with Kelly's logic for increasing her potential winnings. So against what she considered her better judgment Zora allowed herself to grab another 12 ounce bottle of beer, and slowly down it while walking around the beach with Kelly. Zora and Kelly both ended up brazenly downing two 12 ounce bottles of beer the next two hours while waiting for the 6 PM drinking contest to arrive. While Zora hadn't liked Kelly at first, she began to grow on her as they hung out drinking beer with the others. Both ladies freely admitted to whoever asked that they hadn't peed since 6 AM and 10:30 AM. While both ladies didn't try to exaggerate how urgently their bladders wanted to piss a gusher, nor did they avoid crossing their legs and fidgeting around in desperation as much as they normally would have in private. Still, Zora found herself wishing she hadn't done it at all by the time the 6 PM contest was about to begin. Zora had to piss worse than ever, but she knew full well that even if she were willing to piss in the sand dunes it was too late by now, William had already started taking bets on her iron bladder lasting till 10 PM. For a moment Zora found herself wondering what she was thinking downing so much beer today when there wasn't a single toilet around she could use. Zora prayed she could somehow make it to 10 PM dry. Zora was glad that she had worn a black bikini which might cover up a tiny leak, but obviously not more than that. There was one silver lining to the drinking that got gotten Zora into this increasingly desperate state however. Zora could tell from a thumbs up Matt gave her that her and Kelly's ploy had worked, plenty of other people were betting on their bladders not lasting till 10 PM. Zora tried to take her mind off the gusher brewing in her iron bladder by imagining how much money she would win if she could hold on long enough. There were 8 other competitors this time around besides Zora and Kelly, all of them guys who were bigger and taller than Zora and Kelly. But the two ladies didn't care about any of them, and most of their competitors seemed quite intimidated by the two much shorter and smaller women. William soon duct taped the 40 ounce beer bottles to everyone's hands and told them to start drinking. Zora tried to keep herself in the zone and just focus on downing her drinks, but was finding her increasingly desperate need for a piss to be a pretty big distraction. 'Oh god I wish I could pee already' Zora moaned in her head as she double crossed her legs while continuing to steadily down her beer at a consistent rate. As Zora was finishing the last drops of her second 40 ounce bottle of beer she was aware of the crowd shouting excitedly. It was only after she finished the last drops of beer and waved her empty bottles that she realized Kelly was also frantically waving her two empty 40 ounce bottles of beer. For a heart stopping moment Zora thought she had lost to Kelly. Zora nearly pissed herself right there from the shock. But then Zora noticed Kelly didn't look happy and victorious, but rather ticked off and confused. As she listened to the crowd's shouts Zora realized the crowd was arguing over which of them had finished first. Zora looked around for William, and spotted him hunched over looking intently at a smartphone screen. "Why won't William get his ass over here and tell us who won" grumbled Kelly impatiently as she fidgeted her legs around. "I think he's watching a replay of our finish on that smartphone that everyone's looking at" answered Zora as she pointed with one of the empty beer bottles duct taped to her hand. "I just want him to take these off so I can use my hands again". Zora tried to grip her crotch even with the empty beer bottles duct taped to her hands, but all she succeeded in doing was getting Kelly to smirk at her pitiful attempt to grip her crotch. "I know what you mean" agreed Kelly with an impatient look on her face. "Hey William get your ass over here and tell us who won already" she shouted over the crowd's fierce debate over who had won. William finally put the smartphone down, and motioned for everyone to be quiet as he inspected both women's bottles to confirm they were empty. William stood in between Zora and Kelly and wrapped an arm around each lady's shoulder as he addressed the group. "Well ladies, you both traded the lead multiple times during the 20 some minute contest. But there's a lot of confusion about the end of this contest. No one can really agree which of you finished first. I've re-watched smartphone recordings of the finish three times now, and it looks to me like you both tied each other". "So... what happens in a tie" asked Zora nervously, speaking for Kelly and the crowd. "It means you and Kelly split the 1st and 2nd place prize, meaning you both get $75" answered William. "And it means all bets placed on either you winning this contest count as winning the bet. But since most of the money was bet one of you two winning, it means there's very little reward for winning those bets". Zora glanced in Matt, Steve, and Phil's direction, and saw a mix of disappointment and relief on their faces. "But hey, just to remind you both, there's still plenty of money on the line for both of you for your bets to avoid taking a piss until 10 PM". "Well then don't stand around wasting more time William" piped up Kelly impatiently, "remove our empty beer bottles already. We'd like to be able to use our hands again!". It was Zora's turn to smirk a bit now, Kelly's impatience showed she was a lot more desperate then she tried to let on Zora realized. When William removed the beer bottles from their hands, both women couldn't help but grip their crotch in desperation. Though neither would admit it to the other, both women were already feeling the effects of the extra 80 ounces of beer hitting their bladder. As William predicted, the drinking contest had not been very profitable for Zora and the guys. The guys had only netted themselves $20 from it after giving Zora $3 for her 15% cut. While money from the bet for Zora to hold it another couple of hours till 10 PM hadn't come in yet, Zora and the guys were still disappointed by their haul. Zora noted that even though Kelly had tied her in the drinking contest, Kelly didn't seem any happier either. No one was satisfied by the tie result and it's reduced payout. It was just after 8 PM now, night had fallen on the beach, though moonlight and a few campfires some people started allowed everyone to see well enough. William had started serving alcoholic beer an hour ago after the drinking contest ended, so plenty of people were getting drunk now. Matt, Steve, and Phil had already drank two 12 ounce bottles of it. Zora, who hadn't peed in over 14 hours by now, was bursting worse than ever after all the beer from her last contest had hit her bladder. Zora knew she must look pathetic right now, curled up like a ball in front of a campfire, her legs quivering around in desperation, with probably a pained look on her face. Zora couldn't remember letting her bladder get this bad off whenever she went out for a night of drinking with the guys before. Kelly, sitting across from Zora, also seemed quite distracted by her own bladder, but still not as bad off as Zora felt. Seeing her looking pitiful in her desperate state, and knowing she likely needed the distraction, Matt tapped Zora on the shoulder and asked for her to go for a walk down the beach with him. Zora stood up carefully to avoid any sudden jolts to her desperate iron bladder, and followed Matt with both hands gripping her crotch. Matt smiled as he noted how Zora's distended bladder bulged out several inches because of her desperation. He felt his cock already starting to get erect underneath his swim trunks. "Why did I ever let you talk me into this holding contest bet idea" Zora whined to Matt as soon as they were safely out of earshot of the others. "I really wanted to take a pee break when it got dark enough to give me some privacy. But now thanks to you I still have to hold it in at least another 2 hours until 10 PM!". "Be realistic Zora" replied Matt in a calm and soothing voice as he rubbed Zora's shoulders. "You say you would have peed now, but you know full well that's not true". "Of course I would have!" retorted Zora, "You're not the one who's drank a ton of beer in several drinking contests and hasn't had a leak in over 14 hours Matt! Piss would gush out of my pussy like a fire hose if I stopped trying to hold it!". Matt smiled as he felt his erection becoming a raging hard-on at his girlfriend's plight. "I know you're as desperate as you say Zora, but you still wouldn't have pissed now without us having money on the line" smiled Matt as Zora glanced down at the large bulge in his swim trunks. "We both know you're much too ladylike to ever pee out here. Peeing outdoors is too disgusting for a lady like you. Plus even in the dark there's still next to no privacy out here, especially with 100 other people still wide awake and roaming around". Trying to put on a brave face, Zora countered "maybe that wouldn't bother me anymore when my bladder is this full and it's dark out. Darkness can be just as good as a privacy barrier". Zora couldn't help but glance down and notice the bulge of Matt's raging erection underneath his swim trunks as she said this. "I don't think so Zora" grinned Matt. "The moonlight and all the campfires means there's still plenty enough light for us to see, even in the distance". "Oh fuck!" Zora moaned as she finally realized Matt was probably right. Immediately Zora's mind started to race, as she tried to figure out if there was another acceptable option for her to take a piss when the contest ended. There was only one other semi-acceptable option Zora could come up with, wait until almost everyone else at the beach went to sleep and then sneak off to piss somewhere. But who knew when a bunch of college students who always stayed up real late would all finally go to sleep? Could Zora even hold it that long? Zora felt her iron bladder beginning to rebel and send stronger waves of desperation upon realizing how very far away relief might actually be for her. Zora gripped her crotch with both hands again and did a potty dance in front of Matt to try to calm her desperate bladder down. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she repeated. "What am I going to do Matt? I don't think I can hold it long enough". "There's two big things you can do Zora" answered Matt calmly as he moved in closer to hug her. Zora felt his raging hard-on rubbing up against her. Despite her plight, she couldn't help but smile as it instantly aroused her. "First stop being a pessimist Zora. You're the girl with the iron bladder who never has to get up to take a piss whenever we go out drinking beer. So start thinking and acting like the confident beer queen you are. Beer queens don't struggle and complain about their iron bladder when they know they can still hold it, and you Zora KNOW you can still hold it as long as you need to". "I'll... I'll try my best" answered Zora as she began to blush from her own arousal, all while still being a bit puzzled that her situation was making her so lustful. "That's not good enough Zora" replied Matt in a stern drill sergeant voice. "I don't want an 'I'll try my best', that's what a loser who can't hold it anymore would say and think. I want an 'I can hold it and wait no problem Matt' from you Zora". Zora fidgeted her legs around desperately, but found herself getting more aroused at Matt playing the stern drill sergeant. "Ok Matt" she said as she mustered up her confidence. "I've really REALLY gotta take a whiz, but that doesn't mean I can't keep holding it in and waiting for a while longer". Zora felt her bladder loudly voicing it's disagreement to her, but she tried to avoid squirming around for just a moment. "Oh really?" asked Matt as he reached a hand towards Zora's growing bladder bulge. "Maybe I'm having a hard time believing you after your complaining just a minute ago" he said as his hands gently rubbed Zora's distended bulge. To Zora's surprise the pressure in her bladder seemed to lessen just a bit from Matt's careful touch, rather than get worse like she had expected. Continuing to play along, Zora used her sexy voice as she replied "I can always handle another beer regardless of what my bladder tells me Matt". Unable to resist anymore, Zora reached a hand out for the bulge of Matt's erect cock which was still rubbing against her body through his swim trunks. "You'd like that if I had yet another beer without peeing first, wouldn't you Matt" she whispered as arousal flowed through her body, and her bladder was momentarily forgotten. "I sure would baby" Matt replied with a big playful grin. "But can my girl keep holding it and waiting for the contests if she has some more beer?". Zora smiled as she realized from Matt's question that her bladder's needs didn't feel as urgent as they were a few minutes ago. Zora still needed to piss quite badly, but she felt in much more control than she had a few minutes ago. Matt's distractions were helping her a lot. "A lady can always wait just a little longer if she needs to Matt" she replied with her new optimism. "Especially if there's not a clean ladies room available nearby". She paused just long enough to see Matt smile at her satisfied. "It's funny Matt, I really didn't think what you were suggesting would help, but I do feel way better now". "Well then wait until you hear my second piece of advice" he replied with a grin. "I believe you said a moment ago that you can always handle another beer, well that's was going to be my second piece of advice. You're too tense Zora, and beer always put you in a better mood". Zora felt her body shudder involuntarily at Matt's suggestion, her bursting bladder begged her to say no. A moment ago Zora would have twisted around like a pretzel squirming in desperation, but for now she was able to resist it thanks to her newfound strength. The logic driven half of Zora's brain reminded her that she and Matt both had money on the line for her continuing to hold it for the next 2 hours, and urged her to say no. But the more impulse driven and heavily aroused part of Zora remained open to the idea. "Why should I?" she asked in a playful voice, knowing full well she was playing with fire if she had another beer. "Because you're a big girl who just said she can wait and handle more beer even if she already really has to take a whiz" answered Matt playfully. "Plus, if you drink a beer, so will Kelly. If she wants to go for your bladder queen crown then why should you make it easy on her?". Zora glanced around Matt's shoulder and saw Kelly fidgeting around desperately in the distance. She couldn't help not just feeling optimism at the sight, but more aroused by the thought of Kelly's desperation. The prideful and pleasure seeking part of Zora wanted to take the arrogant woman down another peg by showing her who the true bladder queen on the beach was. The logical part of her mind, succumbing to the demands of her illogical impulses, began to wonder if she could somehow earn some more money out of besting Kelly's bladder than she already was in the contests. Looking back at Matt she whispered "yes, I can certainly 'convince' Kelly to drink a beer with me Matt. Just do me a favor, and try to figure out a way we can win more money if Kelly insists on trying to beat me in a silly holding contest". "I'll keep my ears open for an opportunity" promised Matt as he kissed her on the lips. === The Beach Party, Part #4 Back at the campfire, Kelly couldn't help but smirk as she kept replaying in her mind how Zora had hobbled away from the campfire with Matt. Her rival had looked so pathetic and close to bursting with both hands jammed into her crotch, even her boyfriend had clearly noticed. 'It shouldn't be long now' Kelly thought to herself, eager to see her rival lose to her superior bladder. Kelly was surprised then when Zora returned to the campfire with a calm and confident walk, rather than the pathetic hobbling she had left it doing. At first glance Kelly thought from Zora's body language that Zora had already given up and pissed in the sand dunes. But then she noticed the still large bladder bulge Zora was sporting, which clearly hadn't shrunk from even a partial pee. "How about having a drink with me" Zora asked Kelly with a smile. Kelly bristled in annoyance for a fraction of a second before stopping herself, and putting a feigned grin on her face. "If you want to make a mistake and have one too many beers than you can handle then sure, I'll have one with you" she replied. "In your dreams, a beer queen's bladder can handle her beer" Zora replied as the women each got up and helped themselves to a 12 ounce can of alcoholic beer. As if taunting her, Zora added in a whisper that only she and Kelly could hear. "A beer queen doesn't ever have to piss in the sand dunes in broad daylight either Kelly, she should be above such an unladylike thing". Kelly pretended not to hear Zora's taunt, but the wheels were already beginning to spin in her mind because of it. 'I can read between the lines Zora. You don't like peeing outdoors during the day. You'll soon regret revealing that to me' Kelly thought to herself. By 9 PM Zora and Kelly found themselves seated around one of the large campfires with 10 other people. Both women had finished their 12 ounce bottle of alcoholic beer a half an hour ago. Zora was already feeling its effects on her bursting bladder, which was feeling even more desperate then before after 15 hours without a piss. But following Matt's advice, she tried to look unaffected by it. Zora tried to tell herself she was unaffected by the extra beer. She tried to tell herself she was merely imagining that her bladder's urgent need to piss had gotten more urgent since her last beer. Kelly, who was sitting next to Zora, was also trying to look unaffected by the beer as well, but with a bit less success as she kept shaking one of her crossed legs around. By contrast, Zora's crossed legs remained relatively still. Zora and Kelly's eyes briefly met as they glanced at each other. Kelly found herself getting a bit unnerved when she saw so much confidence in her rival's eyes, rather than the constant worry and doubt she had seen earlier. Worse yet, Zora smiled at her and whispered low enough for only Kelly to hear "I hope you're not too bothered by all that beer we've had today Kelly". "Of course not!" Kelly pouted back in a whisper as she tried to control her temper. In truth Kelly's own bladder was bothering her quite a lot after 10 and a half hours without relief. Normally Kelly would have enjoyed being this full, and how the fullness often pressed down on her G-spot and helped make her horny. But today it only angered her that her bladder was this desperately full already while her unexpected rival was still holding it in, and seemed unconcerned about holding it even longer. Where had this newfound strength and confidence in her rival come from if she truly hadn't peed in 15 hours? Kelly had long considered herself the beer queen and the bladder queen, and yet this long dark haired beauty she never met before had already put her beer drinking prowess to shame twice. Kelly couldn't allow Zora to do the same to her iron bladder. The memory of those losses still boiled her blood, and her tie in the last contest had done little to cool her simmering anger. Kelly had blamed her loss in the first contest on her own cockiness, since she had freely downed several beers before the contest while Zora hadn't. But her second loss couldn't be excused away on lack of preparations, the second loss had enraged her even more. It had seemed like such a perfect plan to show off her prowess at beer drinking. Drinking a bunch of big tough college guys under the table would have grabbed her all the attention, but Zora had stolen the show from her and ruined it. In Kelly's mind only the sight of Zora pissing herself in front of everyone when her bladder finally gave out could make up for the wound to her pride losing the beer drinking contests had caused. The problem with Kelly's revenge fantasy was obvious however. Kelly was certain Zora would never pee outdoors during the day or early evening. Hence Zora would no doubt be very tempted to take a much needed before bed piss somewhere under the cover of total darkness, regardless of their unofficial holding contest they were having. It would be Zora's one and only chance to piss at the beach. If Zora didn't take it she'd have to continue to try to hold it all day tomorrow until they were back at the college. So how could Kelly prevent Zora from taking a much needed piss before bed and during the night? Kelly sat in silence next to Zora, brooding over how she could make her revenge fantasy a reality. After a while Kelly decided she needed to get away from Zora and her calm demeanor. Kelly stood up, careful not to squirm around obviously in desperation. Once standing she left Zora and the others behind, and walked towards the opposite end of the beach. After a few minutes she was pleased to hear the familiar voice of William. "You look like you're letting your drinking and iron bladder rival get your mood down too much" he said. "You're usually in a much better mood this late into the day Kelly". Kelly continued to glare at William in the dark with a ticked off expression on her face. "Doesn't the thought of full bladder sex on the beach with your boyfriend excite you anymore Kelly" William asked in a mock wounded lover voice. "Sorry Will, nothing can distract me from my scorn for that woman for humiliating me by beating me twice at the beer contests" Kelly replied angrily. "I won't let her best me at having an iron bladder to, even if it means holding it all night and well into the next day". Sensing what was occupying her mind William asked "but will your rival Zora hold it all night with you just to settle this question? Or will she give up and finally pee on the sand dunes tonight before falling asleep?". "That's my concern to William" Kelly replied. "I don't just want to beat her, I want to humiliate her. I want to see her piss herself in front of everyone. I don't want her to sneak off by herself for a piss tonight after most of the others are asleep for the night". William was silent for several minutes, pondering over what Kelly had told him. Knowing no one but William could see her clearly in the dark, Kelly fidgeted around openly in desperation and gripped her crotch freely, in part from her bladder, and in part for William's pleasure. After several minutes William got a big grin on his face and kissed Kelly on the lips. "What?" she asked, "what's the big grin for?". "Leave your problem to me Kelly" William said. " I'll make sure that Zora's desperate bladder won't be getting any relief tonight, so that you can fulfill your revenge fantasy tomorrow". Kelly wanted to ask William how he would accomplish this, but she knew from past experience he would never tell her until after he did it. She just had to hope that he would come through. Another hour passed and 10 PM finally arrived, and with it the 4th drinking contest. It also met that Zora and Kelly had won the holding contest bets from earlier, which netted Zora another $92, and Matt, Steve, and Phil a net gain of $181. Because of the late hour there would only be betting on who would win the 10 PM beer drinking contest, which would be held with alcoholic beer this time. Zora figured the guys would be betting a lot of their money on the contest, so she was determined to score a win instead of a tie this time. Besides Zora and Kelly, William found 5 other guys and one larger girl who hadn't already gotten themselves drunk who were willing to enter the contest. Zora and Kelly were both as desperate as ever, but both tried to look perfectly calm as William duct taped two 40 ounce beer bottles to their hands. Both women tried to avoid fidgeting around to intimidate each other. Neither woman wanted to end the night losing the last drinking contest, especially not one with actual alcoholic beer. When the drinking contest started Zora tried to ignore everything around her as she steadily worked on downing her 80 ounces of beer. In the back of her mind Zora feared how her already bursting bladder might revolt at the thought of downing another 80 ounces of beer. But following Matt's advice Zora told herself any increasingly urgent messages her bladder sent her was just her mind playing tricks on her. While the drinking contest was going on, neither Zora or Kelly noticed when William and Matt both briefly disappeared from the crowd to have a heated whispered conversation. "Are you serious man" Matt asked incredulously. "You want to bet how much against my girl?". "You heard me right" William replied calmly. "$500, my girl Kelly against your girl Zora. First one who's girl spills even a drop of piss loses". Matt could hardly believe his luck. Zora had asked him to keep an eye out for a chance to make money off of her holding contest against Kelly, and now such an opportunity had walked right into his face. "I can take your bet" said Matt, "but only if my girl Zora wins this beer drinking contest, because otherwise I won't have $500 to bet on her". William pretended to think it over for a moment, then nodded. "Don't let Kelly hear I agreed to our bet being official only if she lost a drinking contest". Matt nodded his head in agreement. "You're on then, my girl can hold her piss in longer than yours can, she's my bladder queen". "And Kelly is my perfect little bladder queen" William replied with a wicked smile as he and Matt shook on their agreement. There was no way Zora would dare sneak off for a piss before bed with so much of her friend's money on the line. William was sure Kelly would be quite pleased with him when she found out. Now all Kelly had to do to fulfill her revenge fantasy was to beat Zora's iron bladder either tonight or tomorrow, and William was confident in his girl being able to do so. Despite her vow to remain focused on her drinking to win the money, Zora found her attention drifting away from the contest as she finished her first 40 ounce bottle of beer. Her bladder's already urgent needs seemed to be growing more desperate as the alcohol hit her. Despite her vows to show no weakness Zora found herself starting to uselessly try to grip her throbbing pussy's pee hole with the hand that had the empty beer bottle duct taped to it. But of course with the beer bottle still there Zora didn't accomplish anything more than make herself look like a desperate little fool. Zora found herself starting to blush in embarrassment as she realized how silly her squirming must be making her look. "Don't pee, don't pee" Zora found herself muttering repeatedly in her mind. "And don't squirm either, you promised Matt to stay strong". Zora's drinking, and desperation was distracted suddenly by a loud hissing sound that Zora, even in her drunken state, recognized as someone pissing themselves. Fearing it was herself due to the alcohol weakening her iron bladder too much Zora glanced at her crotch, and saw she was still dry. Zora glanced to the side at Kelly, and saw her still dry to, though clearly more desperate than before. Her and Kelly's eyes glanced over at the other contestants, and saw one of the guys in the contest was pissing himself. Much of the front of his swim trunks were soaked, and piss was running down one of his legs, but he was too drunk to care. Zora almost let herself get glued to the sight, especially as piss began to run down the legs of the only other girl in the contest besides her and Kelly. But then Zora heard Matt's voice in the crowd shouting "keep drinking Zora, you can do this girl!", and she remembered what she was doing. When Zora finally finished the last of her alcoholic beer she found her mood improved tenfold over what it had been before the alcohol. Her mood only got better when William informed her that she had won another close match against Kelly and removed the empty beer bottles from her hands. Kelly gave her an angry glare over being defeated yet again. But Zora, with her judgment impaired, just smiled back and waved, which only seemed to make Kelly madder. Part of Zora knew that she ought to be worried when Matt told her about the $500 bet with William. After all she was already bursting for a piss, holding it for the rest of the night might be a stretch, let alone holding it into the morning and however long Kelly could last. But the alcohol was enough to drown out her concern and worry. Instead, Zora's drunken response to Matt was to playfully whine in a slurred voice "But Matt, I really have to pee, like really bad Matt". "But you won't pee now will you Zora" asked Matt, somewhat drunkenly. "We have big money on the line now for you resisting the urge to piss, because you're the bladder queen". Hearing the title bladder queen brought back memories of Matt's earlier pep talk to Zora's drunk mind. She blushed, "I'm not a good queen Matt, I squirmed and potty danced a lot during that last contest. I really had to pee bad during that contest Matt, I still have to pee bad now". Zora blushed again as she realized she was hunched over gripping her crotch with both hands squirming in front of Matt. Matt gently lifted Zora's arms away from her crotch and made her stand straight. "Just remember our pep talk from earlier babe" he whispered as he rubbed her shoulders. "You're a beer and a bladder queen Zora. Queens like you can always handle a little more beer, your mind is playing tricks on you if your bladder says otherwise. You're a lady, and like you told me, ladies can always wait just a little longer if they need to". Zora felt her bladder's desperate urges relaxing a bit at Matt's calming words of encouragement. "I'm a bladder queen Matt" she smiled drunkenly. "I haven't peed in 16 and a half hours, I really have to pee bad now Matt. But I'm a queen, and queen's can hold it when they're expected to wait. William expects me to wait and hold it till we're back at the college, otherwise he would have brought us to a beach with a ladies room to use". With confidence fueled somewhat by her hormones, and somewhat the alcohol, Zora gripped Matt's cock through his swim trunks, and found it fully erect. "That's why we ladies always have the longer bathroom lines while you boys get to go right in and pee" she whispered in an increasingly slurry voice. "You like it when we have to pee, you like making me hold it and get desperate for a pee from the beer, don't you? I should have recognized it sooner in you Matt". Instead of answering, Matt drunkenly kissed Zora on the lips. "I always knew you were the brains Zora, figuring out stuff like that" he whispered drunkenly. As 10:30 PM turned to midnight Matt, Steve, and Phil all had several more 12 ounce bottles of alcoholic beer. At first Zora refrained from joining them in their drinking, and simply sat by the dying fire fidgeting slightly in desperation. But after a while the alcohol's effect on her judgment and her own stubborn pride about out drinking the boys got the better of her, no matter what her bursting bladder said. Steve and Phil looked surprised and a bit worried as they saw Zora help herself to a 12 ounce bottle of beer. Zora smiled drunkenly at them and said "I got thirsty, a beer queen can always have another beer can't she?". Zora noted the prideful look on Matt's face. "Just don't drink more than you can handle with the money on the line" Steve reminded her. "Don't be a buzz kill Steve, I wanna have a good time" Zora moaned, even while her bladder protested at the extra beer. "Shouldn't you get Kelly to have a beer with you" Phil asked. "I don't wanna drink with her, don't kill the party mood guys" Zora whined. "I don't have to make Kelly drink another beer to win the bet, because I'm a queen Phil". Zora gently rubbed her bladder bulge, visibly protruding by several inches. "Only a bladder queen can get one of these and still hold it Phil, a queen can hold it Phil". The logical part of Zora's mind would have agreed with Phil, but it was too snowed under by all the alcohol to stop Zora's drunken arrogance. Around midnight William went around and extinguished all the campfires with buckets of ocean water to encourage everyone to go to bed. The others soon left the smothered out fire, but Zora and Matt remained, now alone. At Matt's suggestion they decided to use the darkness as an excuse to have one more beer before bed. By the time Zora and Matt finished their last beer at 12:15 AM, the night air had gotten pretty chilly, especially without the fire to warm them. While Matt hadn't been in any of the beer contests, he had been packing away the beer tonight, having downed 6 beers in the last hour and a half. The beer, combined with the chilly air, were quickly making his bladder a problem. Matt found himself gripping his desperate cock through his swim trunks and squirming around in his seat. Yet despite how drunk he was, Matt was still able to remember his fear from earlier when he placed his bet with William. Zora might try to take a midnight before bed pee if he left her alone now, in the near pitch darkness with no campfires to light things up anymore. Even drunk Matt knew he couldn't afford to lose $500 from Zora giving into such a temptation. Matt's fears were well founded. The chilly air and added beer were also quickly making their effects known in Zora's bulging bladder. At first Zora tried to look tough for Matt and not squirm as she gently rubbed her legs together, but soon she couldn't keep her legs still as she uselessly tried adjusting them repeatedly for a bit of relief. Zora found herself starting to wonder how good it would feel to drop her bikini bottom and piss in the smothered out campfire. Surely no one would see anything, and no one would ever suspect a thing Zora drunkenly thought. At first Zora's aversion for peeing anywhere but a toilet made her tell herself she shouldn't be thinking of such things. But soon her increasingly frantic desperation, and the alcohol's effects on lowering her inhibitions left her hoping Matt would leave her alone already so she could carry out her sneaky pee in private. After several minutes of obvious squirming in her seat, and even gripping her crotch, Zora knew she couldn't take much more of this. She was on the verge of losing control of her iron bladder right there. If Matt wasn't going to leave then she had to do something her drunken mind told her. So she stood up carefully, as Matt, with his eyes glued to her, did the same. "Leave me alone Matt, I have to pee before bed" Zora moaned in a slurry drunk voice. When Matt didn't move quick enough she added "I wanna pee in the campfire Matt, no one will ever know I did it". Alarms went off in Matt's drunk mind at Zora's drunken confession. "You can't pee Zora, you need to keep holding it for our $500 bet". "But I REALLY have to pee Matt, I haven't peed in over 18 hours" she whined. "Please just go Matt, I know you're desperate to pee on the sand dunes again, I see you squirming". "You're not going to just let Kelly win like that are you" asked Matt, trying to ignore his own desperately full bladder. "Just because you're not enough of a lady to wait until morning. I thought you were a queen Zora". "Like you're not gonna just go pee even if I agree to wait" complained Zora. "You boys peed on the sand dunes all day. Even Kelly peed on the sand dunes, and she's a girl. So why do I have to keep waiting while you all get to pee?". "Because... I won't leave you alone to pee, even if it means I can't pee all night either" Matt replied. For a long moment Zora and Matt were both silent as they stared drunkenly at each other and squirmed while gripping their crotch. Matt felt a lake of piss continuing to slosh around inside his bladder, and wondered how Zora had coped so well with the ocean of piss residing in her own much larger bladder. It was way harder then she made it look. Finally a smile crept on Zora's face. "You're not keeping me from peeing tonight Matt" she whispered as she stepped within an inch of Matt's face. "I'm keeping you from peeing tonight, because you know you can't leave me alone to go pee in the sand dunes. And you're too much of a gentleman to pee in front of me when you know I really have to pee to. That would be too mean to me". Speechless, Matt nodded, realizing Zora was right. On one hand he was glad that Zora wouldn't lose the bet by peeing before bed. On the other hand, he was disappointed that he couldn't take his own desperately needed piss. Zora however, was thrilled. "It's going to be fun watching you squirm with me for a change tonight Matt" she giggled as she kissed him. Soon she and Matt went to find some warm blankets to sleep under, and the couple with two desperately full bladders tried to fall asleep for the night. Meanwhile, a half mile walk down the beach, Kelly and her bursting bladder were in absolute agony. Her heavy load of piss sloshed around her bursting bladder and hammered at her pee hole, desperate to come out. Things only got worse for Kelly's tortured bladder as William thrust his hard cock into her tensed cunt. Kelly moaned loudly in both pleasure & pain, she loved riding the endless waves of pleasure their full bladder sex always gave her. If William had any doubts as to who the real bladder queen was on the beach, Kelly was determined to erase those doubts. The pressure Kelly felt with each thrust was immense, and sent constant jolts through her iron bladder. Kelly's bladder begged her to make William stop, but the rest of Kelly begged him to keep on going. When Kelly and William both reached orgasm at the same time it felt like a bomb had gone off in Kelly's bladder. Kelly felt the ocean of piss sloshing inside of her bladder trying with explosive force to squeeze past her sphincter and run down her legs. Kelly immediately jammed both hands into crotch to try to stem the flood as she moaned loudly in pleasure and agony. Kelly's years of training her mammoth iron bladder paid off as her sphincter muscles fought back against the overwhelming pressure, and she somehow miraculously didn't leak a drop. For a minute Kelly rolled around in the sand in her own little world, gripping her crotch like mad and twisting her legs around, trying to calm her bladder down now that the sex was over. Kelly's attempt to calm her bladder down was interrupted when she heard the familiar sound of someone urinating. The sound sent more urgent jolts through her bladder. For a horrified moment Kelly thought her iron bladder had failed her. But no, her hands and legs were still dry, she wasn't leaking, yet. "William!" Kelly screamed with fury as she sat up, and saw his penis pissing a thick stream of urine into the sand a few feet in front of her. William was always doing cruel stuff like this around her when he knew she was so desperate to pee. "What's the matter Kelly" asked William. "I thought you were a bladder queen who didn't mind when a guy pisses next to her. If you're not going to pee then surely you can wait without a problem". Kelly nearly broke down and gave into the gallons of piss urgently sloshing around inside her bursting bladder. It was what Kelly did every other night she had full bladder sex with William, she rushed to the toilet for a much needed piss afterwards. Or if they were having sex outdoors like tonight, she'd squat down and piss a gusher where she was. William's piss was like a drug to Kelly. She knew she should look away as William's piss continued to wreak havoc on her bladder and push her closer to leaking a massive spurt of piss down her legs. Just the sight of William's piss was tempting Kelly more by the second to give into her bladder's urgent demands and piss on the beach. And yet Kelly couldn't bring herself to look away from it, so she watched in a desperate jealous agony as William finished his piss. "Do you want me to lose this damn $500 bet you made on me" Kelly hissed at William as he started to put his swim trunks back on. "Because this is how you make me lose a $500 bet". "But you didn't Kelly" William replied in his calm and soothing voice. "You were able to hold it in anyway, because you're the real bladder queen on this beach". In truth, William came from a wealthy family, so $500 was nothing to him. William smiled at Kelly's silence, knowing his charm had hit home. "Think of what you just went through as practice for tomorrow Kelly" he suggested. "Do you think your rival Zora could have survived what you just went through the last hour without springing at least a dozen leaks?". Kelly soon put her bikini back on, and her and William walked the half mile back to the part of the beach the others were at. The walk back in the chilly night air was torture on Kelly's exhausted bladder. Nearly every step sent new jolts through her bursting bladder. So Kelly was very grateful when William fetched her some warm blankets to sleep under. Despite Kelly's extreme desperation, she managed to fall asleep on the beach rather quickly. In the near pitch dark by now, Kelly and William didn't even notice that they had chosen to fall asleep right next to Zora and Matt, who were both already sound asleep despite their own bladder's urgent needs. Zora and Kelly both needed their rest, for tomorrow the beer drinking contests would resume at 10 AM. Neither desperate woman knew how much more beer their bladder could take without relief. But both desperate women knew that they'd likely have to drink a lot more beer to defeat their iron bladdered rival to prove that they were the true bladder queen on the beach. === The Beach Party, Part #5 The first thing Zora noticed when she began to stir around 8 AM in the morning was that she felt pretty aroused over something. Zora was pretty sure she had been having a vivid dream that somehow involved her finding herself dying for a piss, and was somehow very erotic. Zora blissfully tried to remember the dream she had been having, until she realized that her bladder felt ready to explode with piss. Zora groaned and gripped her crotch for dear life as she rolled around squirming underneath the blankets, her arousal and thoughts of whatever dream she had been having forgotten. Memories of the previous night flashed through Zora's mind. Why had she been dumb enough to have several cans of beer after the last contest ended she wondered. Those cans were already coming back to haunt her this morning. And most important of all, why hadn't Zora snuck off for a piss before going to bed last night? Zora was so desperate after 26 hours without a piss that she almost considered abandoning her modesty and hurrying behind the sand dunes to take a morning piss. But then Zora glanced over to her side, and saw Kelly beginning to stir, and she remembered the $500 bet. It was then that Zora realized Matt was no longer sleeping beside her, Zora glanced around for him. She spotted him in the distance, standing near the sand dunes at the spot everyone else had turned into the bathroom area, obviously taking a much needed morning piss. For a brief moment Zora allowed herself to smile as memories of how Matt had squirmed around gripping his cock in desperation all night long returned to her. It had been fun seeing him squirm around for a change, even if she had been squirming with him all night long. Still, Zora groaned as her jealousy over Matt's morning piss sent more urgent jolts through her desperate bladder. A few feet away, Kelly woke up, and immediately shot both hands towards her own crotch and trembled around madly in desperation after 21 and a half hours without a piss. Kelly was sure that she had been having a really vivid dream that somehow involved her holding it and beer contests with Zora. But her slight hangover was making it too difficult to remember any details. Kelly glanced to her side and realized that William had already woken up and left earlier. Memories of how William had cruelly taken a piss a few feet away from her last night, knowing she couldn't pee with him because of the $500 bet sent shudders through Kelly's desperate bladder. She began to silently squirm around in desperation under her blanket just like Zora. Eventually, after several minutes of silent squirming, both Zora and Kelly's bladders calmed down just enough for them to both sit up and stare at each other. Zora saw a lot of anguish in Kelly's eyes, but still a burning fierce determination that Zora shared with her rival. Zora was certain that Kelly was nearly as bad off as she was in the bladder department, but she decided to bluff and pretend to be in a much better state than her rival. "Good morning Kelly" Zora said with little emotion, "I hope you're not still foolish enough to think you can somehow best my iron bladder this morning". Zora tried to sound calm and unconcerned, but in her desperate state it just wasn't possible, she had to pee too badly. Kelly didn't buy her bluff for a moment. "You'd give up now if you knew what my iron bladder endured last night without leaking a drop. You'd know there's no hope of beating me if I could survive that self inflicted torture" Kelly hissed as she remembered her difficult full bladder sex with Will. Zora rolled her eyes at Kelly's claim, which only seemed to infuriate Kelly farther. "I know you can never bring yourself to pissing out here where 100 other strangers can watch you Zora, that's a real shame. Modesty can be a real difficult thing for a woman to have in situations like this". "Maybe for an ordinary woman it is" replied Zora, "but you forget Kelly, I'm the bladder queen of this beach. I'm the only person who hasn't taken a piss since we got here, and I intend to keep it that way". Despite her plight, Zora felt herself enjoying her rivalry with Kelly, and the knowledge that she was the only thing making Kelly force herself to continue holding her boiling load of piss back. "Even a queen has to take a leak eventually Zora. And you will involuntarily leak soon in a humiliating fashion. And I'll enjoy every second of the sight" said Kelly. "You may not believe it, but when I peed on the beach I hadn't taken a piss in over a day and a half. So I can still last all day if I want to, I doubt you can say that about yourself". "You're right, I don't believe you Kelly. I doubt you were even holding it for half that time when you peed on the beach yesterday morning" Zora replied, knowing that it would tick Kelly off. Kelly glared angrily at Zora now. "You know, it would almost be worth it for me to drop my bikini bottom right here and piss a gusher in front of you. I bet you'd probably piss yourself right now if I did. Or at the very least I'd at least get to see you suffer a lot. And then since you're too modest to pee on the beach I'd get to watch you continue to suffer all day until you can't wait any longer and you humiliate yourself". Zora felt her bladder spasming in complaint at the thought of watching Kelly piss a gusher just a few feet away from her. But she kept her head on and remembered the $500 bet, it would be so easy to win if she could goad Kelly into following through on her threat. Matt and the guys would be so pleased with her as well. "Go ahead and do it then" Zora said in taunting voice, trying not to let her nervousness show. "I'm not afraid of you pissing a little waterfall in front of me. I know I've got more beer in my bladder than you do, because I had several 12 ounce bottles before bed last night". Despite her fears of Kelly going through with her threat, Zora felt herself getting excited anticipating Kelly's piss. Zora struggled not to smile as she realized her own desperation and the thought of her own suffering was turning her on again. Kelly however was too smart to be goaded into following through with her threat. "No, as tempting as it might be, I'll wait until I get to enjoy the sight of you pissing yourself before I let myself pee". Kelly noticed at a hint of disappointment on Zora's face, and smiled. "You didn't think I'd just let you and your boyfriend win $500 that easily did you Zora? $500 may be nothing to my rich asshole boyfriend, but I'm a real bitch when I'm angry. So I'll gladly keep holding it in and suffering just to make your boyfriend $500 poorer". Silence stretched out between the two women again for a minute as they stared at each other and continued to squirm around desperately. Kelly began to brush the sand out of her long blonde hair with both hands, her eyes daring Zora to show she could do the same with both hands despite her bladder's plight. Aroused at the thought of how big a risk she was taking with her bursting bladder so full, Zora followed suit, and used both hands to shake the sand out of her long dark hair. Zora began to wonder in the back of her mind if Kelly was getting aroused by their contest to despite her desperation. Eventually when both women finished with their hair Zora broke the silence. "I'm thirsty Kelly, let's go get a can of beer together". By 10 AM when the first drinking contest of the day rolled around Zora wanted nothing less than to drink another 80 ounces of beer. Zora couldn't remember ever letting herself get this frantic for a piss in her life, as she frequently jammed both fists into her crotch. Though she tried to mask her dread, Matt seemed to sense it right away. He was quickly by Zora's side, whispering words of encouragement into her ears. "I know you're nervous about this contest Zora, and I know you're doubting yourself because you have to piss real bad" Matt whispered as he wrapped his arms around her in a hug. "But there's no reason sell yourself short darling. You've gotta keep showing Kelly who's the real queen on this beach". "I know Matt, a true bladder queen should never back down from a challenge" Zora whispered back. "I can hardly believe that it's been nearly 28 hours now since I last took a morning piss the previous day. I REALLY need to piss so fucking bad Matt, and I haven't even drank the 80 ounces of beer yet that I'm going to have in this contest". "I know, I know you've been waiting a long time to piss already Zora, and I know you really need to go by now" replied Matt. "But you know you can wait even longer babe". "I know Matt, I'll show them who the real queen is on this beach by downing my beer like a pro" Zora replied as they shared a kiss. Zora felt Matt's erect cock rub up against her as she leaned in closer. "At least I know what it's like to be on the other end of enjoying the sight of someone with a full bladder suffering after last night" she added in a whisper. "What can I say, you were very persuasive that I had better hold it when you made your drunken threats last night" Matt replied. Zora grinned happily. "Thanks for being a good sport about it Matt" Zora replied happily. "And thanks for being a gentleman by not whipping that cock out and peeing in front of me last night or this morning. Queen or not, I don't think I could hold it back any longer if you or anyone were mean enough to do that to me". The memory of the entire contest was a complete blur to Zora afterwards. All she knew was that she had tortured herself farther and downed her two 40 ounce bottles of beer the quickest, and neither herself nor Kelly had leaked a drop yet. And yet the pain from her bursting bladder being forced to find more room for yet more beer also partially aroused Zora, leaving her looking oddly happy to some people. The other thing Zora knew was that after the contest had ended she and Matt had left the crowd and gone off for a walk together. Zora was silent at first as she hobbled along and struggled not to let her bladder do the thing it so desperately needed to do. The look on Matt's face when she had won again, and netted Matt and the guys yet more gambling money ($160 total before Zora's cut) told her how proud he was of her right now. Despite her plight Zora couldn't help but be quite proud of herself to. Still, the second Zora was certain they were well out of earshot of the others she hissed "I've never had to piss so bad in my life Matt!". All of Zora's last ounce of composure she had been using during the contest instantly evaporated as she rammed her hands into her pussy. Zora had little doubt Matt was beginning to get another raging erection at the sight of her desperation, if he didn't have one already. Matt was silent for a long moment, as Zora sat herself on the sand and jammed a heel against her pee hole. Matt calmly sat down in front of Zora, and looked her in the eyes, as if sizing her up. "Well, you sure showed Kelly who the real queen on this beach was in that contest" Matt finally concluded. "Now all you have to do is keep waiting until you show Kelly who the real bladder queen is on this beach to. And don't try giving me that 'I can't' excuse Zora, because I know you can still hold it". "Matt please, Kelly... doesn't matter" Zora muttered through gritted teeth. "Even if Kelly pees, I still can't let myself take a leak on the beach. I HAVE to hold it until we get back to the college now. I have no choice, no matter how bad it gets for me". "Who said anything about letting you pee on the beach when we won the $500 bet Zora" Matt asked casually, but with an evil look in his eyes. "You've made it clear repeatedly that that's not what a proper lady does. I commend you for being a proper lady last night and not giving into your silly temptations to use the sand dunes before bed". Zora groaned as a new wave of desperation hit her already bursting bladder even harder. "Matt, I may be getting pretty turned on by this right now, but I still wish I had given into that temptation when I was drunk last night. I have to pee so bad already, and I still have to keep waiting for who knows how many more hours today". "Well, looks like you don't have a choice but to wait like a proper lady now Zora" Matt replied happily. "I'm sure a bladder queen like you can handle it no problem. You'll put all those improper ladies on the beach to shame Zora, especially Kelly". Matt knew just how to push her buttons and fuel her pride Zora told herself as she nodded her head. "For you and me both I will Matt" Zora replied lustfully, "even if, oh god, even if it takes all day to best Kelly's iron bladder". Time crawled by agonizingly slow for Zora as she waited for Kelly to lose their contest, and for the buses to finally show up to take her and the others back to the college in the early evening. The thought of visiting the sand dunes and pulling her bikini bottom aside to finally piss her most urgent gusher was becoming more and more temping for Zora as the second day dragged on. But still, Zora stubbornly refused to let herself piss out of pride and the $500 bet. Kelly also managed to stubbornly refuse to let herself piss no matter how badly her bladder urged her to, even though she began to look like she was in even worse shape than Zora was. Kelly's earlier prideful taunting disappeared as the long day dragged on. Twice more, at Zora's urging, Zora and Kelly shared a can of beer in between the drinking contests. The first time Zora suggested it, around 12 PM noon, Kelly looked nervous for an instant, but tried to quickly hide that nervous behind a stern look of pride. The second time Zora suggested it, around 4 PM, Zora saw real fear in Kelly's eyes for a moment at the thought of downing yet more beer without a piss first. Zora and Kelly both also entered two more beer drinking contests, at 2 PM and 6 PM, which only made both women's agonizing plights even worse. Despite her own prideful determination, Zora really didn't want to enter either of the beer drinking contests. Her bursting bladder urgently begged her not to enter anymore beer drinking contests. But Zora did it anyway for two reasons. One was the money she kept winning for herself and the boys. The second was because she knew Kelly's pride wouldn't allow her to stay out of the contest if Zora entered it. The thought that she could torture Kelly's bladder farther by forcing her to enter the beer drinking contests aroused her more than she thought it would as a straight woman. The beer contests themselves were the very torture on her bladder that Zora had dreaded. Just a quick glance at Kelly however told Zora it was just as bad on her rival, if not even worse. In both the 2 PM and 6 PM contests it was Zora who tortured herself faster by downing the 80 ounces of beer quicker and coming in first place. It was a bit after 7 PM by the time the buses finally arrived to take the college students back to college. Zora was sitting in the sand with Matt when the buses finally arrived, desperately gripping her crotch, and enjoying Matt's company. In the distance they both heard William shouting orders at the group. "Alright everyone, pack your stuff up on the bus. And go to the bathroom now before we leave. We're late enough as it is, so we won't be making any pit stops on the way back". Zora couldn't help but grimace inwardly at William's proclamation about the bathroom, and the reminder that she still had to hold it till she made it back to the college. Matt and Zora looked each other in the eyes, and Matt smiled. "I think William's proclamation won't be any trouble for a certain bladder queen who hasn't peed in 37 hours, now will it Zora?" he asked with a big grin. "Me, ask for a pit stop on the way home?" asked Zora playfully as her bladder begged for one. "You know full well William's idea of a pit stop will be letting people piss by the side of the road. That's not an acceptable restroom for a proper lady like me Matt. I'd rather continue to hold it, despite how badly I urgently need a leak already". Matt gently patted Zora on the back before getting up. "That's my girl Zora. I've got to grab our stuff, but how about we meet in the last row of the last bus" Matt suggested. Matt knew full well that Zora was in no state to gather her things, and didn't want her to push herself too far while Kelly still held on. "Certainly, and I'll see if I can wrap this silly contest up with Kelly before we leave" Zora replied. Matt gave Zora a surprised look, but saw from the look in her face that she didn't intend to pee even if she could get Kelly to. He smiled and wished his girlfriend luck as he ran off to pack their things and take a piss himself before entering the bus. Alone now, Zora carefully stood up, with both hands gripping her crotch desperately. For a moment Zora's bladder tried to rebel more fiercely than ever upon standing up, Zora felt a rush of her urine trying to squeeze past her bladder's sphincter muscles. But the urges soon subsided enough for Zora to hobble towards the other end of the beach, where she knew Kelly was. Kelly, who hadn't peed in over 32 and a half hours, definitely looked to be in even worse shape than Zora when she first saw her. Knowing she had to look tough now, Zora forced herself to stand up straight, and tried to make herself walk normally over to Kelly rather than hobble in desperation. When Kelly first looked up at Zora, trying to feign a strength she didn't truly feel, Zora saw a look of fear in her eyes, which soon turned to a look of hopelessness and defeat. Willing herself not to let her desperation show in her voice, Zora tried to speak with confidence. "So Kelly, you heard what your boyfriend William said. A girl with a weak bladder like you should really take a leak before a several hour bus trip with no bathroom breaks". Zora expected to see a spark of anger in Kelly's eyes at her taunting. Instead Kelly groaned, as if wrecked by a new wave of desperation, and squirmed around even more urgently than before. For a moment Zora was certain she was about to see some piss running down Kelly's legs, but then Kelly moved her hands away from her crotch, and revealed her still dry bikini bottom and legs. "Why, to let you piss to before you get on the bus?" Kelly asked. "I'd rather see you piss in your seat on the bus Zora, even if it means I have to keep holding it to after 32 and a half hours of waiting already". Kelly tried to have a hint of anger in her tone, but even Kelly thought she just sounded weak. "Kelly, you silly girl" replied Zora happily. "You forget, I'm the proper lady who refuses to pee anywhere but seated on a clean toilet. And like a proper lady I'm still holding all of my pee, even though it would be so simple to pull this bikini bottom aside and piss a nice gusher right now". Zora almost grit her teeth as the piss sloshed around more urgently in her bladder at the thought of doing just what she had said. "But I won't do it" Zora continued, "because I intend to wait until I get back to the college. And then I'll calmly wait in line to use the ladies room, like a proper lady". "You however, are the girl who rushed off to piss in the sand dunes a few hours after we got here. A girl like you Kelly, willing to drop her bikini and piss anywhere just doesn't have the motivation to keep holding on like a proper lady should. When things get too tough for you to wait you'll always just drop your bikini and pee where you are, just like the guys who will rudely pee anywhere in front of the other desperate girls at the drop of a hat" Zora finished with a sly smile. Zora wanted to giggle, but knew it would probably be the end of her 37 hour long hold if she did. For a moment Kelly looked torn, as if seriously contemplating giving up. Zora watched Kelly's eyes dart towards the sand dunes, but then she shook her head. "First William tries to get me to piss before we leave, and now you" she muttered. "I'm getting on that bus with my bladder still bursting and unrelieved. I'm the real bladder queen here, not you Zora, and I'll prove it on the ride home". Zora rolled her eyes, which only seemed to tick Kelly off more. "Fine, piss yourself on the bus ride home Kelly" Zora replied in an unconcerned voice. "I'll be having a beer or two on the way home with my boyfriend, even if you don't have any". "Then I'll enjoy seeing you piss yourself on the ride home" Kelly retorted, in a tone that clearly said she would not be having any beers on the ride home. Zora knew promising to drink some more beer on the ride home could be a big mistake, the piss sloshing around in her bladder already hated the idea. But seeing Kelly's reaction only made Zora more certain that she had to do it anyway, just to show Kelly who the real bladder queen was in case she had any doubt about it. With that Kelly began to hobble her way to the last bus. Zora followed closely behind her. The driver barely gave either woman a glance as they hobbled onboard. Zora sat in the very back where Matt told said he'd meet her, while Kelly sat a few rows in front of her. Matt soon joined Zora at the back of the bus just as the other two buses were beginning to drive away. The way Zora had her legs practically double crossed in her seat made clear to him that Zora was still very much unrelieved. "So, what happened with you and Kelly" Matt asked as he sat down. "Let's just say I had some fun toying with her" Zora answered coyly. "She'll never make it back to the college dry". "I should have known you just wanted to be a bitch to her one last time" Matt chuckled. Matt unzipped one of the bags he was carrying and pulled out a 12 ounce can of beer as he chuckled. He was surprised as Zora reached a hand into the bag to grab a can herself. "Are you sure about having that beer Zora? Kelly certainly isn't going to have any". "I'm a woman of my word Matt, and I promised Kelly I'd have a beer or two with you on the ride home" Zora replied with an air of confidence. "I just wish I didn't have to pee so bad right now Matt. My tortured bladder is beginning to get exhausted after waiting so long already". "You know it's too late for you to pee now Zora, no matter how bad you need it" Matt replied with a grin. "You passed up a chance to pee on the beach like a good girl. Now you just have to finish your beer and hold on for several more hours until we're back at the college". Zora nodded in agreement, finding herself excited at the challenge she had put before herself, and unsure if she could last long enough. The effect of all the alcohol William had served, as well as all the drinking on the bus, started to show itself by 8 PM. Despite how William had insisted everyone pee before getting on the bus, many of the drunk college students either hadn't, or needed to pee again already. Soon the bus driver had no choice but to pull over by the side of the road (in what was still an empty rural area) to prevent the drunk college students from peeing in the bus. Many guys, and even a few girls, quickly hurried out of the bus for a piss. There were cries of jealousy by some of the girls who needed to go, but refused to by the side of the road in front of everyone. Soon Zora and Kelly, who both had the window seat, had a great view of college aged men and women both peeing just outside the bus. At first Zora dared herself to watch the whole thing, eager to see as many cocks from the window as she could. But when Zora's bladder shuddered in jealousy too much at the sight of so many people pissing she had to look away from the window. "I think William's trying to convince Kelly to pee here, but she's having none of it" Matt said as he craned his head to see William and Kelly. "He'll probably try to convince you to piss next". "Then he's wasting his time" Zora replied impatiently as she continued to fidget around desperately in her seat. The last beer hadn't helped Zora at all, her squirming was much more frantic now. "Us ladies can't pee outdoors, it's the rule, William should know that by now". "Well, if it's a rule then who made the rule Zora" Matt asked playfully. "Us ladies did of course Matt" Zora replied in a more playful tone now, even as she could just barely make out the unwelcome sound of people urinating on the other side of bus window. In Zora's opinion nothing was worse on a full bladder than listening to someone else pee while you couldn't. "Well, why can't you ladies break the rule? None of the ladies out there are obeying it" Matt playfully asked with a grin. Zora readjusted her shaking legs and rammed a fist into his crotch again. "Us ladies have to obey the rules Matt... well us proper ladies at least. Guys get to pee outdoors, while us ladies have to hold it. Even if we really have to pee bad we still have to hold it". Zora's eyes moved towards the cans of beer Matt still had in his unzipped bag, Matt's eyes followed hers and smiled. Zora knew she shouldn't let herself have another. She knew her exhausted iron bladder might not be able to take it for much longer. And yet the thought of how risky it was really excited her. So against her better judgment she reached for the can. "As a lady who has to hold it according to the rules, I'm probably going to deeply regret this Matt" Zora announced as she opened the can and took a sip. "I might have to make an unladylike mad dash for the ladies room when we get back Matt. I'm already nearly leaking a gusher right in my seat". Kelly knew she was on the verge of a major accident as the drunk college students piled back in the bus after their piss by the side of the road. If it wasn't for Kelly's stubbornness about her contest with Zora she would have gladly pissed on the beach many hours ago. But despite William's urging Kelly refused to pee by the side of the road. "I'm holding it till I can't hold it anymore Will, end of discussion" she hissed at him. William seemed conflicted with joy at Kelly pushing herself farther, and fear that she was going to inevitably have a major accident on the bus. Shortly after 9 PM, after holding it in for 34 and a half hours, Kelly's iron bladder finally cracked under the enormous pressure from the gallons of piss sitting in her bladder. Kelly lost control of her bladder for just a second, long enough for a large spurt of piss to escape her and leave a major wet spot on Kelly's bikini. Some piss began run down Kelly's legs as well. William was out of his seat immediately to let Kelly pass. "Hurry to the front of the bus. I'll get the bus to pull over for you before you make a big mess that gets us an expensive cleanup bill" he hissed. Kelly let out a loud moan as she gripped down harder on her bladder to stop the flood. But she knew William was right. She was only moments away from her exhausted bladder completely losing the rest of her boiling pent up piss, even with her iron control. Kelly hurried down the aisle, leaking a bit more piss down her legs as she hobbled. Kelly was too distracted by her own desperate need to even realize that everyone on the bus was watching her beginning to piss herself. Kelly was grateful that William had already gotten the driver to pull over for her by the time she was at the front. Kelly barely walked more than 3 steps after she got off the bus before she opened her flood gates to let the piss finally gush out of her like a fire hose. Kelly was so eager to piss that she didn't even take the time to pull her bikini bottom aside, so it and her legs began to get soaked until she started to pull the bikini bottom aside. At first Kelly was too awash in relief to even care that almost everyone on the bus had their eyes on her. But when Kelly's iron bladder finally finished emptying itself 5 minutes later, Kelly couldn't help but blush in embarrassment. Kelly was supposed to be a bladder queen, but here she was, so desperate to pee that she had to make the entire bus pull over on the side of the road just for her. Plus Kelly's bikini bottom and legs were embarrassingly soaked with her own urine. Anyone who even glanced at her would be able to tell that she had a major accident, like an ordinary girl with a weak bladder. William wordlessly handed Kelly a towel, which she used to dry her legs off. Not wanting to wear her piss soaked bikini bottom anymore Kelly covered herself with the towel and took her bikini bottom off. Kelly left her piss soaked bikini bottom on the ground as she re-boarded the bus. Everyone was starring at her as she made her shameful walk back to her seat, feeling utterly humiliated. But the worst part of it for Kelly was seeing the smug look of satisfaction on Zora's arrogant face. That was the biggest blow of all to Kelly's once prideful demeanor. "I can't believe I did that" Kelly whispered quietly enough for only William to hear after she sat down. "I guess I can't call myself much of a bladder queen anymore". Meanwhile, in the back row of the bus, Matt was already counting out the $500 haul from Zora winning the holding contest against Kelly. Zora meanwhile was feeling quite pleased with herself at finally bringing Kelly's iron bladder down in such spectacular fashion. "I'm so glad Kelly waited until she started pissing herself" Zora said gleefully as she watched Matt divide the money into several piles, one of which was for her. "Now she and everyone else here can't possibly deny who the real bladder queen is. And she'll think twice about challenging the true queen again". "If you want to celebrate I still have a few more cans of beer" Matt offered with a grin. "Unless of course the bladder queen is too close to pissing herself on the bus like the Kelly did". "If I might be blunt with you Matt, I'm really struggling to not piss in my seat right now " Zora confessed without emotion. Zora had a firm death grip over her pussy with one hand, as she squirmed around and double or triple crossed her shaking legs. "I really don't know if I can hang on for another hour till we return to the campus". Disappointment clearly showed on Matt's face. "Well, if the bladder queen knows her limits than that's fine, I'll drink for her" he said as he opened one of the beer cans and took a long sip. "But at the same time..." Zora added tantalizingly. "A certain girl does love to celebrate with some beer, even if it's against her better judgment...and the entire idea of entering those beer contests in the first place was against her better judgment". With a daring smile Zora reached into the bag and grabbed one of the last remaining cans of beer, and took a long sip. "Sometimes I'm too daring for my own good Matt" she said with a smile, all while her double crossed legs screamed she was still dying for a piss. Because Zora felt extra daring after her victory over Kelly, she drank her entire 12 ounce can of beer within 5 minutes. But it didn't take long for the adrenaline of her victory to wear off, and the added load on her increasingly exhausted bladder to catch up to her. Zora's frequent squirming around in desperation soon grew twice as frantic. "Why did I have to have to be stupid and have that last can of beer?" Zora moaned while tapping her crossed legs impatiently. "I really don't think I can wait till we get back to the campus Matt! I'm on the verge of peeing myself like Kelly did!". "Well, since we both know you aren't willing to piss by the side of the road, I'm afraid you don't have any choice Zora but to keep on waiting" Matt replied slowly. "I mean, the only other solution I can think of is we have a few empty 12 ounce beer cans. You could let a bit of the edge off your need if you're really desperate enough to use them". Zora shook her head. "No way, that's a boy's only solution Matt. Even a less ladylike girl couldn't possibly use something with that narrow an opening without making a huge mess". Zora moaned and bent her head down, causing her long dark hair to cover much of her face from Matt's view. "I don't know how I'll ever be able to wait much longer Matt! Even a newly crowned bladder queen has her limits!". "You will wait Zora! You'll wait as long as you need to wait " said Matt with encouragement. "You'll wait because you're a lady, and a bladder queen, who has to wait because there's no toilets available. You'll wait because the longer you and your iron bladder can wait the more you can brag about beating Kelly's iron bladder". "Ok, your last point about sticking it to Kelly sold me Matt" Zora replied with a hint of her pride in her voice again. "I don't know how I'll keep holding it back much longer Matt, but I will, because that's what a bladder queen does". The last hour of the bus ride was hell on Zora, as her desperate plight seem to get exponentially worse by the minute as her iron bladder grew more exhausted. Zora tried every position she knew desperate girls used to try to hold it, and even invented a few of her own. Nothing seemed to make things any easier on her overfilled bursting bladder. For a while Matt sat in silence, enjoying the lustful sight of Zora's desperation. If only the two of them were alone somewhere Matt found himself wishing, then he could fuck Zora's brain out with his raging erection, all while not letting her pee first. On one hand, Matt hoped for Zora's sake that she could hold on and get to the toilet in time. But on the other hand, Matt knew he'd never get to see the end of Zora's desperate struggle when she disappeared into the ladies room, so he found himself kind of hoping Zora didn't make it. "Oh thank god!" Zora moaned as the bus finally pulled into the college campus. "I've gotta get to a toilet right frigging now Matt! I swear I might lose it just standing up! That beer on the bus was definitely a mistake!". "Before you hop out of your seat, you might want to consider waiting a couple of minutes for the bus to empty out first" Matt suggested calmly. "You're at the back of the bus Zora, a bunch of people are going to block you from moving down the aisle if you try to hurry out the second the bus stops". "Oh FUCK you're right! Why'd we have to sit in the back of the bus Matt" Zora moaned as she continued to squirm around like mad, with both hands rammed firmly against her pee hole. Matt, though sympathetic to his desperate girlfriend's plight, was loving every moment of it, he was glad now he had suggested they sit in the back of the bus. "There better not be a line for the ladies rooms by the time I get off this bus" Zora hissed at Matt. "I seriously cannot wait any longer Matt". "You'll be alright Zora, it's just a couple minutes more" Matt said as the bus stopped and the aisle was immediately blocked by at least 20 other people as Matt predicted. "Besides, I thought you were a bladder queen who could hold it?" he added teasingly. The two minute wait for the bus to empty out was agony for Zora. Matt gathered up both their bags while they waited for the bus to empty out. There were still a few others left on the bus when Zora's patience ran out. "Let me out Matt! I can't frigging wait any longer!". The thought of refusing to let Zora out of her seat for another couple of minutes crossed Matt's mind in that split second. But he was too much of a gentleman to purposely extend Zora's desperate plight any farther... at least not so blatantly. Matt had barely stood up and stepped aside before Zora jolted right past him and halfway down the aisle. "Out of my frigging way, I haven't been able to pee all day!" Matt heard Zora hiss as she shoved her away around a couple of people standing in the aisle. Matt watched as Zora ran off the bus as fast as her desperate legs could carry her, all while trying to follow her at a brisk pace. Once off the bus, Zora quickly hurried back to her dormitory building, knowing everywhere else was surely closed after 10 PM on a Sunday night. Zora stifled a groan with each hurried step she took, as each step sent renewed jolts through her bursting bladder, and threatened to make her spill her urine right there. Standing up and walking had definitely made Zora's plight even worse, even if it took her the closest she had been to a toilet in the 40 hours since she had last been able to pee. As Zora passed by some bushes she desperately thought of pulling her bikini bottom aside and pissing right there. Normally Zora would have never considered doing such a risky thing, but she was on the verge of pissing herself, so previously unacceptable things had finally started to become more viable options to her. But even so, Zora knew she still couldn't risk it, the campus was well lit at night, and had security cameras all over the place. Zora knew she must look like a desperate little fool on the cameras, gripping her crotch with both hands while hobbling towards the dorms. When Zora reached the front door to her dormitory building she was forced to remove a hand from her crotch to pull the door open. "No one here to hold the door for a lady" Zora muttered to herself as she gripped the door with her hand and pulled, only to realize the door was locked. "Damn it! Where did I put my damn key card" Zora muttered as she reached her hand towards her pockets. Zora was surprised when rather than finding her jeans her hand found her bikini instead, which obviously didn't have any pockets. "No! No! This can't be happening!" Zora whimpered pathetically as she jammed her hand back over her crotch and began to shift her legs around urgently. "I can't have left that damn card key in my bag which Matt has! I can't be that stupid can I!" Zora quickly glanced behind her, and groaned, Matt wasn't anywhere in sight. Nor was anyone else in sight who could let her in. "Yes, you are that stupid Zora! Why didn't you think to put your jeans back on so that you'd have the damn card key!" she hissed, along with a series of swear words. It was only now, stuck outside her dormitory building, dying to piss after 40 hours of waiting, that Zora realized how chilly the evening air was when you were only wearing a skimpy bikini. Zora's whole body begin to shiver from the cold, which was the last thing her bladder needed. Zora felt her throbbing bladder trying to urgently expel her hot pent up pee despite Zora's best effort to keep it in just a little longer. Zora was sure that both her fists jammed against her pee hole were the only thing keeping her from pissing herself right now. "Don't let me lose it now! Please not now!" Zora whimpered to herself "Not when I'm so close to the ladies room and have come so far". Zora's exhausted bladder continued to rebel against her iron control in the cold night air however. Zora could barely hold it back much longer as she was nearly overwhelmed by even stronger urges yet. Just as Zora was about to give up all hope and piss in the grass before her urine ran down her legs she heard several familiar voices approaching. She turned around and saw Matt, Steve, and Phil approaching, counting out some of the money she had won for them. The guys all noticed Zora desperately squirming by the door at the same time. Steve and Phil had a look of surprise, while Matt had a look of guilt as he realized why Zora was still standing outside in the cold. "Guys one of you use your key card to open that damn door right now before I piss myself! I'm going out of my mind in desperation in this cold air!" Zora yelled impatiently. "Zora I'm so sorry, I didn't realize you left your key card in your bag before you ran off" Matt apologized as he whipped his card out and unlocked the door for Zora. Zora didn't waste a second, she ran full speed through the open door towards the ladies room, nearly losing a major spurt along the way. Zora's relief at finally getting to the ladies room turned to horror as she stepped inside. She had never seen it so crowded before. There were only 3 stalls in the ladies room, and all were occupied already. There were also 10 other women already waiting in line, most of whom Zora recognized from the weekend beach trip. At even a quick glance Zora could tell many of the women were shifting around uncomfortably, obviously desperate to pee. Zora had little doubt these women had been drinking a lot of beer on the bus ride home. In other words, the ladies room was just as Zora had dreaded it would be. Zora felt her exhausted bladder weakening just from being so close to the anticipated relief of the toilet. The sound of one or two other women pissing in the toilet behind the stall door was torture on Zora. "Oh please, please, let me cut in line ladies, I'm about to lose it" Zora whimpered as she openly squeezed her pussy at the back of the line. The reception Zora got was not as she had hoped however. Almost all the girls immediately protested, and complained about their own needs. Sheena, the loudest of those girls, ended up speaking for the group. "No one's letting you cut in line girl, so shut up and wait your turn like the rest of us! You're not the only one dying to pee, I had 6 cans of beer on the way home!". Before Zora could say anything more, everyone heard the loud sound of one of the toilets flushing. The noise of the flush was like a battering ram hitting Zora's exhausted little pee hole. "Oh No! NO!" Zora screamed as the flush was the straw that broke the camel's bladder. Piss squirted out of Zora's warm pussy for several seconds, soaking half her bikini bottom, and running down her legs before she could cut off the flow after a few seconds. Almost all the ladies eyes were on Zora now. Zora tried to cut in line and hurry into the stall when the door opened, but several of the women moved to block her. "Please let me go!" Zora cried. "I haven't peed in over 40 hours! I'm already pissing myself!" "You're not cutting in line bitch and that's final" said Sheena as Zora watched another girl hurry into the stall and close the door behind her. Despite her best efforts, Zora lost another large spurt of piss right there and felt it running down her legs, which wasn't unnoticed by Sheena, who was still blocking her from cutting in line. "Looks like you won't be needing the toilet anymore by the time it's your turn" Sheena said with a nasty grin. Zora began to blush as she realized Sheena was right, she was likely only seconds away from completely losing control of her exhausted bladder. For a fraction of a second Zora was ready to give up in despair and just piss where she stood rather than drag out the inevitable even longer. Zora knew even her iron bladder was too exhausted and too overfilled to the brim to hold her hot pent up piss back for more than a couple of seconds longer. But then the solution to her desperate plight dawned on her. "Out of my way!" Zora shouted as she shoved her way past the women waiting in line, all while the new girl in the stall began to piss a gusher. The sound of the new girl's gusher was like a bomb going off in Zora's bladder. A few more drops dribbled out of her exhausted iron bladder and down her legs despite Zora's best efforts to hold it. But then Zora turned the corner and saw the shower stalls. Zora hurried inside the nearest shower stall, stood over the drain in the center, and began to release her boiling load of pent up piss full force before she had even pulled her bikini bottom aside. The hiss of Zora's piss was easily loud enough for every woman in the ladies room to hear. Several of the women desperately waiting in line groaned at the sound of Zora's gusher of piss. Zora was too engrossed with the feeling of her relief to pay attention to anything else. The relief was like a constant orgasm of pleasure that nothing could top. It took over 6 minutes for Zora's impressive waterfall of piss to finally run dry. Zora couldn't believe she had held so much piss in her bladder for so long. It was miracle she had held it in even this long she thought. It was only then that Zora realized that she had forgotten to close the shower curtain to give herself some privacy. Zora blushed in embarrassment as she quickly pulled her wet bikini bottom back in place to cover her pussy. Then she looked up and realized that her arch-rival Kelly was watching her with a smirk on her face. "Looks like I'm not the only girl who needs to clean herself up now" she said with a mix of venom and glee as she entered another shower stall. When Zora left the ladies room she found Matt was alone in the hallway waiting for her. A quick glance at Zora's soaking wet bikini bottom, and moist legs told him all he needed to know. "I don't know if I can call myself a bladder queen anymore Matt" she confessed, her face red with embarrassment. "I just couldn't hold it any longer, the long line did me in Matt. I ran into the shower stall to piss after I started to pee myself in front of everyone! Kelly saw everything!". "It's alright, don't be upset Zora" Matt replied, trying to calm Zora down as he embraced her in a warm hug and began to walk her to her room. "You're still the girl with the biggest bladder on campus, and that's good enough to make you the reigning bladder queen here. Kelly can't take that away from you, you held on a lot longer than she did". "No" Zora replied with a look of stubbornness returning to her face. "It's still not good enough Matt. I need to learn how to hold it even longer, so that tonight's shameful little accident never happens to me again". Alternate Ending/Ending 2 "Guys one of you use your key card to open that damn door right now before I piss myself!" Zora yelled impatiently. "Zora I'm so sorry, I didn't realize your key card was in your bag before you ran off" Matt apologized as he whipped his card out and unlocked the door for Zora. Zora didn't waste a second, she ran full speed through the open door towards the ladies room, nearly losing a major spurt along the way. Zora's relief at finally getting to the ladies room turned to deep disappointment as she stepped inside. She had never seen this ladies room so crowded before. There were only 3 stalls in the ladies room, and all were occupied already. There were also 10 other women already waiting in line, most of whom Zora recognized from the weekend beach trip. At even a quick glance Zora could tell many of the women were shifting around uncomfortably, obviously desperate to pee. Zora had little doubt these women had been drinking a lot of beer on the bus ride home. In other words, the ladies room was just as Zora had dreaded it would be. 'A bladder queen waits in line, she doesn't beg for other women to let her jump the line' Zora told herself in her head as she joined the end of the line. Even so, Zora felt her exhausted iron bladder weakening from the anticipation of relief being so close. Standing so near the toilets but not being able to use them yet was much worse on Zora then being a several hour bus ride away from any usable clean toilets. Zora couldn't stop shifting her legs around in desperation with her hands jammed into her crotch, just like several other women in front of her in the line. The worst part of being in line however was the assault on her ears. Zora could hear the loud sound of one or two other women pissing in the toilet behind the stall door, doing the thing her exhausted iron bladder still couldn't do quite yet but desperately wanted to. Given the complains Zora heard from the other women, she was obviously not alone in being tortured by this. After a minute one of the women finally finished up in the stall. The sound of one of the toilets flushing was like a battering ram hitting Zora's bladder. Zora desperately jammed her hands deeper into her pussy as she watched with jealousy as one woman left a stall, and the woman at the front of the line entered it. Zora nearly lost control as the new woman's loud piss began to echo throughout the ladies room, which sent more urgent jolts through her bladder. Waiting in line was never going to work Zora realized. Zora made a split second decision to head towards the door. The sound of the other women peeing and flushing the toilets was surely going to make Zora piss herself waiting in line if she stayed any longer. Matt was alone in the hallway waiting for Zora. He was clearly surprised when Zora came out in just under a minute. Then he realized Zora was still shifting her legs around desperately, all while still remaining dry. "What's the matter Zora is something wrong with the ladies room" Matt asked. Unknown to Matt, Zora saw Kelly approaching from down the hall. It was clear from the items she was carrying that she was heading for a shower to clean herself off after her earlier accident. The women's eyes locked for a brief second, Kelly had to have seen the worry in Zora's eyes, because she smirked at her. Kelly knew without a doubt why Zora hadn't been able to release her boiling load of pent up piss in the ladies room. She knew Zora had fled the ladies room to beg Matt to sneak her into the men's room to use their stall that hopefully had no line. Kelly would no doubt enjoy the sight of her arch rival swallowing her pride out of desperation, and doing something so pitiful she would never even consider otherwise. Zora knew she simply couldn't allow that to happen, no matter how close the piss was to spurting out of her pussy. "I... don't want to wait in that line... it's too long... and a bladder queen doesn't... wait in lines... for her chance to pee..." Zora replied to Matt, unable to keep the anxiousness from her voice. "Let me check if the stall in the men's room is available and sneak you inside Zora" Matt offered, knowing Zora's control was likely at its limit after 40 hours of waiting. "No... please don't" Zora replied anxiously, as she still bravely kept her hands away from her pussy. "A bladder queen doesn't... do things like that... she holds it... she should be able to wait...". "Err, then what do you want to do Zora" Matt asked, confused, but also pleased at what a hot squirming mess his girlfriend was in front of him right now. The fact that Zora was for some reason refusing to grip her pussy for dear life all while close to losing her mind in desperation made it all the hotter for Matt. "I want... another beer Matt" Zora replied, still anxious, but now with more confidence flowing into her voice. "I want... to share a couple more beers with you in my dorm". "But what about that pussy of yours that hasn't been able to pee in over 40 hours? And all that beer you've already had since then?" Matt asked excitedly as he pulled the last 12 ounce alcoholic beer bottle in their bags out. "Surely you've got a lot of boiling pent up piss still bursting to come out". "I'll have to wait" replied Zora as she accepted the open beer bottle form Matt and took a sip. "I'll have to wait... until morning when there won't be a line to wait in". The look of frustration on Kelly's face as she realized Zora was serious was enough for Zora to know she had made the right choice. "Well if there's any girl on campus who can wait that long, even with a rock hard bulging bladder, it's my bladder queen" Matt said with a big grin. He had a raging hard-on now underneath his swim trunks, which was not unnoticed by Zora, who was feeling pretty turned on herself. "Besides" Zora added casually in a whisper, "I know from all your... enjoyment... of my desperation that you want to fuck me now, before I can piss a single drop... and so do I. My boiling load of pent up piss may be driving me out of my fucking mind in desperation, but it'll just have to wait until morning. There will be no peeing in a bucket or trashcan for me after sex or before bed. I'm in for a rough night Matt, and I want you to make it as rough on your queen and her very much unrelieved bladder as you can". With that Matt followed Zora as she began to hobble back to her dorm room, still unrelieved. === That's the story, tell me what you think. Also, if you're wondering why there's two different endings, I liked both of them so I decided to include both.
  18. Jeff Hayman has the most popular parties on campus. He has a pool party at his off college house. The big pool was complete with a giant water slide with water flowing down it. There was a barbecue that seemed great but sadly, the first batch of burgers were tainted and old meat. A few girls devoured that plate. Ash was a tall, tan girl with a two piece black bating suit. Her friend Nicala leaned against the snack table with with their legs curved. She too was tan, hair tied in a pony tail as she wore her dark blue tight two piece bathing suit. Ash grabbed her belly as she felt a pressure pop out. “What the….OH!” Nicala asked her friend, “What’s wrong-OH!” Nicala grabbed her belly and bent over. “Ash, I really got to go to the…ttthe bbathroom.” Nicala’s words stuttered. Ash replied, “Me too, let’s go.” The two hot friends walked together and knew Jeff’s house had three bathrooms. They walked in there nothing but bathing suits and tried to go into the bathroom right there in the hall. Nicala opened the door and someone shouted, “NOOOOOO!” Nicala screamed, “Oh my god!” She saw Jeff’s older dad taking a bubble bath. He said, “Jeff said I get a nice hot bath time all day if he can have his party. Now beat it!” He kicked the door shut and locked it with his toes. Nicala and Ash moaned. They walked acorss the room, their nice butts going back and forth, and reached the other bathroom. There were two couples in front of them. They looked all giggly. “What’s this?” Nicala asked. One guy said, “We’re using this bathroom for make-out sessions. It’s clean and Jeff locked his room so-.” Nicala and Ash put their hands on their hips and tapped their foot to deal with the building preassure and situation. Ash said, “That’s not what bathrooms are for!” The guy shook his head and laughed and turned around. One more bathroom. Nicala and Ash took the unpleasant walk up the large staircase, each step adding pressure to their pulses of poop pains. Pains that caused huge belly aches. But also, Ash stopped and grabbed her butt and started to sweat with a scared face. “Oh no,” she said quietly. “What’s wrong?” Nicala asked. “”I have to go the other way too!” Ash had to poop and pee. They ran up the staircase. “Damn!” A line of three other girls for the bathroom. Alexa was at the front. An average height dark skin girl with a two piece brown suit. Her hands rested on her crotch and legs crossed as she bounced while waiting at the front of the line. Kelly, a red head with an athletic body wore a two piece black suit. Her belly was clearly bloated as it was filling up fast. She squirmed. Jona was third in line. A tall, tan girl with curly hair in a light blue two piece. Her hands were on her hips and one leg tipped on it’s toe. Nicala got behind her, and then Ash. “NOOO!” yelled a girl in agony. It was Colly. A gorgeous blonde who wore sexy framed glases and was in a two piece black suit, except her big boobs pushed on the bra. As well as her bladder pushing against her waist and belly making her feel like she would literally explode. “Oh man…I gotta hold it now!” Her knees inwards as her legs wobbled, and arms crossed on chest. Just like Nicala and Ash, she tapped her foot. THE LINE: Alexa was at the front, then Kelly, Jona, Nicala, Ash, and poor Colly. All squirming and desperateyly holding in a load. Five minutes passed and Nicala was bent over and held her belly with her legs locked together, and butt cheeks squeezed. Ash stoof up straight, legs locked together, hands rested against crotch, and bounced just a bit as she took heavy breaths. Alexa knocked, “Hey, are you almost done, it’s been fifteen minutes?” The person inside, another girl, said, “I’m sorry, I’ll be out soon.” Nicala who felt her pee and poop hitting against her exits, “What’s taking her so long? Ehhhhh!” Jona crossed her arms and held her boobs up as her feet paced slowly. “I should not have drank so much water. Had like four bottles.” “It is hot out,” Kelly said, arms and legs both crossed. It was safe to say each girl was at a desperation point of near explosion. “Yeah well I think something was wrong with the meat,” Nicala said. She bounced while bent over still. “My bladder and belly are both burning, I have two loads about to pop out like waterfalls.” “One will looks more like a sewer,” Ash said. “MMMMMMMMMmmmmmm!” Colly moaned from the very back. They all turned to her. The poor girl had her hands in her crotch, legs locked, knees inwards, and it was clear her belly was a little paler than the rest of her body as it bloated over a little bit. “Are you going to be ok?” Ash said, stepping back from a possible coming mess. “Y-Yeah…I’ll be fine,” Colly’s voice so strained. Ten more minutes went by, and each girl was on the verge of an accident everyone at the party would see and humiliate them. Alexa who had waited the longest was bent a little, hands in crotch, legs and feet shuffling over each other, and her eyes with tears. She banged on the door several times with her fist. She said, “That’s it! Come on, we really gotta go!” She began to bounce off the ground at her feet. “Bunch of babies,” the occupant said. “Ahhhhahahahah!” Alexa said not as laughing, but agonizing discomfort. SHE HAD TO PEE! All the other girls were hunched over a little, hands in crotch, tearing at the eyes which made it worst from the feelings of tears which is water. Ash though remained standing up straight, legs slightly crossed. She made a big frown as her lips puffed out and sweat was on her face. “OOooohh, ah!” Alexa said. She felt her panties of the swimsuit getting warmer and warmer. “Oh noooo!” Streams of pee shot out in multiple directions. The poor girl was wetting herself like a mere child in front of everyone. Kelly looked away as the carpet stained and her need grew worse from the reminder. Colly ran up to the door and was knocking hard. Colly screamed, “Hurry up! I’m going to explode!” “NO!” Kelly yelled as the red head grabbed Colly by the waist and shoving her out of the way. Colly landed on her butt and crossed her legs as tight as a pretlze. As Alexa ran off humiliated and people downstairs were heard laughing at her, Kelly wrestled with the bathroom door handle. She HAD to get in there! Her face showed a lot of worry with her frown, and wide low eyes, and mouth open a little. Her ankles crossed, legs shifted back and forth as she bounced. Kelly’s stomach felt like her belly would literally burst open with pee everywhere. Kelly yelled as she knocked. “Come on, come on, come on! We’re dying out here!” Kelly thoughts, Oh my God, oh my God, I can’t wet myself in front of everyone. I have classes with so many of them. The other girls were just as desperate and ready to pop. Hearing splashes in the pool outside through the window made it worse, as well as the loud streaming of the water slide. The flowing stream reminded them how bad they really had to go, and the agony only got worse. Jona dug one hand under her panties of the suit and into her crotch to plug herself up, pushed the other hand outside of her panties. Jona leaned against the wall on the other side with one eye closed, teeth jittering, turning red; she was in the pre-law program with a lot of these people at college at the party. She was School Student President, Captain of Debate Team, she would not be able to hide the mess right at the exits of her body. Kelly too was a well respected person. She was Captain of the Soccer Team, Swim Team, Dance Squad, how could she survive that humiliation. Jona said in a grunted voice, “Hey…K-K-Kelly. I….OH!...Can you kick the door down or something, I can’t wait much longer.” “If I do, I’ll burst!” Kelly argued. They all moaned. “Something wrong?” It was Jeffrey Hayman, the most popular guy on campus and host of the party. He stared awkwardly at the girls and their squirming. “What’s going on?” All the girls blushed as this cute, tall guy saw their desperation. He asked, “Ew, is that pee on the floor! Is that what happened to Alexa?” “Mhm!!!” shriked Ash through her bit, closed lips, crossed legs so tight they were numb, butt cheeks moved back and forth. Nicala said, “Jeff, that person has been in there forever. We’re dying, can you do something?” “Whoever is in there,” Kelly said. “They’re not even answering anymore.” Her hands remained on the door knob wrestling as she bounced. Her tan skin turning blushed red. Jeffrey went to the door and knocked. “Hello?” Nicala crossed her arms and rubbed her sides as her muscles grew tense. Oh come on! I can’t wet and crap myself in front of Jeff! She thought. After knocking again, the door opened, almost causing all the girl’s bladders to explode in excitement. A blonde girl in a two piece, all black suit with silver diamonds (fake ones) going across the bra and panties. It was Zina, Jeff’s girlfriend. They kissed. “You alright babe?” he asked. “I think I just drank too much alcohol,” Zina said. “Felt woozey. I’m fine now.” All the girls were thinking, GET OUT OF THE WAY ALREADY, WE’RE GONNA BLOOOOOOWWW! “OOooooHHoo, OK that’s enough you two,” Jona said. She went up and gave them little pushes to head away. “Ew,” Zina said. “Ah, my puke stunk up the bathroom. She closed the door. She and Jeff left and went downstairs. The girls all shook their heads. Jona ran to the door and tried to turn the handle. “No way!” Kelly said. She grabbed Jona and pulled her away. Her legs going up and down in big steps. Like she was doing a ridiculous dance. “I’m going to pee my panties if I don’t go now.” Kelly grabbed the handle and tried to turn it. “What the?!?” Locked! “You’ve got to be kidding!” Colly cried, still on the floor, crossed legs to her chest. Her glasses steamed up. “Kelly you broke the door knob when you wrestled with it,” Ash cried. “I-!” She stopped and grabbed her belly as it let out a huge growl. Her lips trembled, legs that were crossed so tight they became numb and weren’t able to hold anything. A load pushed through her butt, her cheeks were tired and overworked like her belly and bladder and could not hold it in. Ash cried quietly, “Oh…no!” Her eyes shut, tears fell as a farting noise that started as soft but then exploded out of her butt along with a bunch of poop. It splattered on the wall and floor. Ash watched her friends back off horrified, Her legs uncrossed without her control, and pee started to stream right out onto the floor between her legs. Then let out as one huge stream. Her legs covered with poop and pee, her face covered in tears with her hands over her mouth and face red. “Oh my God!” she cried. A few people sitting on the staircase saw as she backed up and pointed and were disgusted by her loss of control. Some laughed and yelled, “Hey, Ash totally pissed and crapped herself like a baby!” Ash cried, “I…I can’t believe this.” She ran down the stairs and out of the house. “Oh my God!” Kelly cried. She held her crotch and legs. “That’s going to happen to us.” Nicala bit her lips, eyes watered, and still hunched over bounced as she held herself. Jona had her legs crossed as she breathed heavy. She layed her back against the wall, arms out and moaned, “OOOOOOOOOOHHH!” Then her hands clapped over her face, and she scrunched down to the floor a little. Colly rocked back and forth on the floor. “I gotta peeeee!” she screamed. Nicala let go of herself and stood up, breathing heavy. “That does it.” Nicala kept her legs tight but kicked up one barefoot at the bathroom door. Then another kick. Nicala had to get in there. She was going to explode all the same like Ash. But every kick added preasure. Jona was leg crossed, on the floor with her whole scrunched up body being held by her feet. She pulled on her hair and cried a little. Every second that passed, another wave of raised agony would add to the feeling of literally feeling like you’re going to burst the next second. “MMMMMMMM!” Jona moaned as she grabbed her swim panties and legs shuffled tight together. She ran down the staircase in tiny steps, knowing she had less than a minute. She could not hold it anymore. She ran to the bathroom the dad was in. Banged on the door as she danced. “I ain’t giving this bathroom up!” he yelled. Jona screamed and truffled off and pushed people out of the way for the “makeout session bathroom” and knocked on the door. She begged in a high voice of paranoia, “Oh please please please hurry up! Get out! I REALLY GOTTA PEE!” The couple inside opened up. The man said, “Listen this bathroom ain’t gonna help-.” She pushed them out of the way and saw the horror of finding out why this was a makeout bathroom….that’s all it could be used for. NO TOILET. But being at the bursting point, muscles tired, and being in the bathroom gave thoughts of going that were too much. She covered her mouth and cried as her bladder exploded and pee shot out of her, destroying her panties, and a huge puddle quickly covered the floor. It hurt as it pumped out of her without control. She turned as red as her friend Kelly’s pretty hair and ran but slipped and fell on her butt as people laughed at her misfortune. Speaking of Kelly……She saw Nicala with her feet in the wall as she pulled the jammed handle. Colly fainted on the floor, and pee flowed out of her. What a mess. Kelly COULD NOT LET THIS HAPPEN! She sprinted downstairs, saw Jona crying as she crawled out of the hall soaked in pee, and Kelly said, “I got to go behind a bush outside. No choice!” Kelly had a hot body made hotter by her red hair. Her stomach was stone hard from all the pee in there, BUT she saw the bush. Big, could cover five people if they wanted to go behind them, so she scrubbled over to it, legs locked, drops starting to come out, and arms on sides tight in fists. A guy named Jason admired her hot body and beauty and confronted her. “Hi, I’m Jason,” he said. Making Kelly stop in place and agony. This guy was keeping this girl from her relief, and she was about to burst in front of everyone. “Oh hi,” Kelly said quick. “Look I-.” “I,” he said, interrupting. “I just wanted to say….” The guys lips were moving, but it was silence. Kelly saw blurs from her tearing eyes, and she tried to go around but the guy stepped in front. “OH NASTY!” someone yelled. Kelly turned and saw Jason backed away. Kelly’s bottom had become so numb, she didn’t feel the pee streaming down her legs as everyone watched. Her legs were blown apart from each other as a huge flood flowed out of her. “NO!” Kelly cried, actual tears. She blushed and fell to her knees as more and more pee came out. Alexa, Ash, Jona, Colly, Kelly, just Nicala now. Jeffrey and his girlfriend went up to his room. Nicala walked down the hall 100% dry. No poop or pee on her. She whistled with her hands behind her back and shifted her hips back and forth as she passed Jeffrey. He checked her out. Once he and his girl got in his room there was a nasty smell. “What the hell is that?” he said. He looked in his garbage. “Did my dog crap and piss in my garbage?” THE END
  19. I would really appreciate the help, and as long as you don’t bs it I will write what you want next. The show is Life with Louie in the episode where they’re at the play and the Dad holds in his pee so long about to burst. It’s applied at the very end he made it BUT I’d like someone to write an alternate ending where the dad either has an accident in the auditorium in front of everyone OR in the men’s room in front of everyone....as long as he has an accident in in that setting in public and you describe his reaction to the humiliation and that of everyone around him. As well as how he feels physically ally and emotionally as he’s bursting. Use the time of the last four minutes or so of this video to guide you to make your story. That’s when he walks in the play to storming for the bathroom.
  20. So, this will be my first time writing an interactive story, and I think I’ve got a story that will work pretty well for it. My idea is, a girl wakes up naked in a dungeon, and must fight her way out of it. The only problem is, there are no bathrooms. So of course, the girl must fight off monsters, as well as her urge to pee! Now, just a fair warning, this story will mostly be focused on her desperation. I won’t have her wet a whole lot, for 2 reasons. I’m more into the desp stuff myself, and I feel like I’m not too good at describing wettings. ^^; The story will focus on a girl of your choosing (we’ll get to that soon), and she’ll be travelling around the dungeon, fighting monsters, picking things up and adding them to her inventory as she gets them, it’s like a dungeon-crawling RPG game. I hope that makes sense. So, you’ll be deciding on the girl. Everything about her! First off, her age. The older she is, the more control she’ll have over her bladder, and the less likely she’ll be to pee somewhere that’s not a toilet. I’m fine with doing loli, if that’s what’s picked. Secondly, hair and eye colour. These are just for aesthetic purposes. Third, her bladder capacity, from 1-10. 1 being problematically small, and 10 being, on long road trips she doesn’t have to stop once. :P Then, her bladder fullness at the start. Is she bursting right from the get-go, or does it build gradually? Let’s do this percentage-wise, from 0 to 100. She can go above 100, but it’s much, much harder to hold it then. And finally, stats. I’m giving her 30 points to spread among these. HP - How much damage she can take. This will be multiplied by 10. ATTACK - How much damage she does. DEFENSE - How much damage she resists. SPEED - How likely she is to dodge an attack, or attack first. MANA - Her magic power. HOLDING - Her ability to hold her pee. These will increase as she levels up. She starts at level 1. If nobody can agree, then they will end up being equal. You can also choose the girl’s name, if you feel so inclined. :P I hope this takes off, I really want to write this story! >u<
  21. For those of you who may or may not have read my stories before, this one is a sequel to The Beach Party story I posted a while ago. The Kelly referenced in the title is the same Kelly from that story. It's not necessary for you have to read The Beach Party in order to enjoy this story, but fair warning if you haven't read it yet, there's a few spoilers about that story in this one. === Kelly's Regret, Part #1 The first thing Kelly was aware of as she woke up was that she needed to take a piss quite badly, her hands automatically grabbed her pussy in desperation. That she needed to pee so badly wasn't very surprising, Kelly had last peed at 6 AM yesterday morning. By the time Kelly had went to bed at midnight last night she had already really needed a piss after holding it for 18 hours already. And now according to the clock it was 8 AM, 26 hours since Kelly had last had a piss. Normally Kelly wouldn't have needed to go quite this badly after holding it for just 26 hours, but William had made sure she drank a lot of water the previous day. Kelly's bulging bladder, which was already large last night, had only gotten even larger overnight. Before her humiliating loss against Zora's iron bladder several months ago Kelly would have probably used the toilet before bed. Or if not before bed it would certainly be the first thing she did right now after getting up the next day. But ever since her humiliating loss Kelly had been hyper focused on training herself to get an even stronger iron bladder than she already had. Kelly wanted nothing more than to have a rematch against Zora, and watch her arch-rival piss herself while Kelly still held it in even longer. The memory of her humiliating loss still haunted Kelly in her dreams from time to time, which only made her more determined to beat Zora one day. Kelly thought she had made great progress in her training over the last few months, she knew her iron bladder was much tougher than it used to be. Yet Kelly feared that her arch-rival was probably pushing herself even harder in her own training then she was. Kelly knew that unlike her Zora refused to pee anywhere but a clean ladies room toilet. Zora had even bragged to Kelly once that Zora's own refusal to drop her clothing, and squat down for a piss outdoors like the other girls gave her the extra motivation to build up such an unbeatable iron bladder. Zora never had that option as a way out when she was far away from any toilets, so she always had to keep waiting. Kelly had replayed that offhanded comment in her mind so many times the last few months. The more Kelly thought about it, the more she worried that Zora was right. Kelly needed to put herself in situations like Zora did, where she was desperate to pee, but wouldn't be able to for a long time. But putting herself in situations where she couldn't pee for a long time was easier said than done for Kelly. Whenever Kelly got in trouble in her bladder training sessions at college she could always just give up and run into the ladies room to use a toilet. Or if that wasn't an option she could always squat down behind some bushes and pee outdoors as she had done countless times before. Other girls like Zora shuddered at the mere thought of peeing outdoors, and would try to hold it until a clean toilet was available to them at all costs, but Kelly loved peeing outdoors. Kelly thought peeing outdoors felt quite liberating, and enjoyed the freedom of it too much to give it up. A girl like Zora could easily force herself to hold it all day or longer by taking a hike or camping trip outdoors. But that wouldn't work for Kelly, who had no qualms about peeing on the grass next to the guys, so Kelly needed an alternate solution. Kelly's alternate solution was a padlock, and William's love for making her as desperate to pee as possible. When she got dressed yesterday Kelly had grabbed her favorite pair of expensive designer jeans, and locked herself in them with the padlock. She gave the key to her boyfriend William, with a knowing look in her eyes. The look on William's face was like a kid in a candy shop as he realized what Kelly was asking him to do. "Are you sure you want to do this Kelly? You know I won't make it easy on you, I can promise you that" William had asked with a big grin. Under normal circumstances Kelly would have known not to give her boyfriend absolute control over if she could pee or not. She had little doubt that he would abuse the privilege to make her hold it as long as possible, and maybe even cause her to piss herself in public again. Just the look in Will's eyes would have been enough to make Kelly reconsider under normal circumstances. But not today, Kelly was too desperate to beat her arch-rival's iron bladder to care what a bad idea she knew her plan was. "I know you won't be easy on me Will, that's the whole reason I'm asking you to do it. You have my permission to be as hard on me and my iron bladder as possible, no matter what I tell you later" Kelly had replied with confidence. "I want you to make me hold it as long as I possibly can Will. If I tell you I can't wait any longer, I want you to call me a liar and make me wait even longer until you finally give me the key. I want you to push me to my absolute limits before you let me pee. You know full well why I need the practice". "Oh Kelly, I think you'll regret asking me to do this by the time I finally give you the key" William had replied with an evil grin on his face now. Ever since William had met Kelly and learned what a huge iron bladder she had William had been fantasizing about situations like this, where he had absolute control over Kelly's bladder. In the months since the beach party William had to settle for watching Kelly make herself as desperate as possible, knowing full well she could give up and pee at any time despite Will's encouragement to keep waiting. But now Kelly had literally just given him the key to fulfilling his own secret fantasies on her. William knew he wouldn't waste this opportunity, Kelly would get plenty of training to help her best Zora's iron bladder alright! Kelly, unaware of what William had in store for her, maintained her look of confidence, but in the back of her mind she was nervous. She had no doubt that William was bound to push her a LOT harder than she had been pushing herself in her training. Kelly just hoped that William didn't cause her to piss her expensive designer jeans. She had purposely picked her most expensive pair to make herself less likely to give up and piss herself. Back in the present, Kelly's hands shot to her crotch as she fidgeted around in bed from her desperate urge for a morning piss. If it wasn't for the padlock, and it's reminder of her hatred for her arch-rival, Kelly would probably have been racing to plop herself down on the toilet seat for a piss after 26 hours of waiting. All that water she had drank yesterday at William's urging needed to come out in the worst way. Besides, a 26 hour hold ought to have been enough for Kelly to easily best anyone else's bladder under normal circumstances. But of course it hadn't been enough to bring down her arch-rival last time, Zora had continued to hold it for much of the second day in their last contest, despite the 5 and a half hour disadvantage she had over Kelly. Kelly was so distracted by her urgent need for a morning piss that she didn't even think to glance to her side to see if William was awake or not. That changed when she soon heard the sound of the toilet flushing from the master bathroom a few meters away. Belatedly Kelly glanced to her side, and saw William leaving the master bathroom, clearly having just taken the morning piss Kelly urgently needed herself. William's eyes met Kelly's, with a knowing grin on his face. "Good morning Kelly, how would you like to have a few glasses of water with breakfast" he asked as Kelly made herself sit up and stop squirming around in bed like a desperate little girl. Kelly hated looking like she was weak or desperate in front of Will and others if she could help it. Besides, forcing herself to not squirm around in desperation was good practice for her eventual rematch against Zora. Still, Kelly couldn't help but shudder inwardly at the obvious message in William's good morning. She had only just woken up, and William was already making clear that he was going to be cruelly keeping her extremely well hydrated today just like yesterday. Kelly had started out yesterday with an empty bladder when she drank what was probably several gallons of beverages. Anything Will offered yesterday Kelly had dutifully drank without question or complaint. But Kelly didn't have the luxury of taking a morning piss today before continuing to down more beverages, and William obviously wasn't going to give it to her. Kelly really didn't think she could last all day if William kept offering her as many drinks today as he did yesterday. She'd probably piss herself by the late afternoon if he did. But then maybe that was Will's plan with all this drinking, to fill her up as much as she had been in her last contest against Zora before she lost it. It would let them both see how much Kelly had really improved since then. Kelly knew she could just refuse to drink some or all of the beverages William offered her today, but her pride wouldn't allow it, at least not yet. Besides, William was just doing what she had asked when he offered all these beverages. Still, Kelly could at least have a bit of fun teasing Will, pretending she might refuse his drinks, just to warn him she wouldn't roll over completely today no matter what he told her to do. "And what if I'm not as thirsty today as I was yesterday Will?" Kelly asked, with an edge of stubbornness in her voice. Kelly sat up straighter in bed and kept herself stiller to make herself look stronger, and more unconcerned about her urgent need for a morning pee. William smiled like a shark sniffing out weakness as he hid one of his hands behind his back. "Well then, I'd say I hope the reason you aren't thirsty isn't because you woke up this morning needing to use the toilet to take a badly needed pee after holding it for just 26 hours Kelly". Kelly swore in her mind, of course Will wouldn't buy her tough girl who doesn't have to pee body language. He probably saw her gripping her crotch and squirming around in her sleep before she got up. "Of course I'm not bothered by my bladder Will, that's a silly question. I barely even feel an urge to go despite the 26 hours that it's been since I last peed" Kelly lied with an irritable look on her face. "Well that's good to hear Kelly" William said as he let Kelly see what his hand was hiding behind his back, it was the key to her padlock. "Then you wouldn't want this even if I offered to let you take a morning piss, would you Kelly?". Kelly knew William was just taunting her now for fun now. He knew full well she was lying to him, this was his way of calling her out on it. Kelly decided to play along with his 'offer' anyway. "Well... if you made the offer, I guess I would need to take it" she admitted slyly. "I can certainly wait a long while if I have to, but I could really do with a morning pee right about now". "I thought so, you aren't a very good liar Kelly, your body language gives you away. You need to do better than that Kelly if you ever want to beat Zora's bladder of steel" William said simply. "That makes it a very good thing you asked me to help you train yourself. You know I'm all about 'helping' you to hold it in even longer Kelly". Kelly's nostrils nearly flared as she was angered by the reminder that Zora was better than her. But reluctantly she knew that William was trying to help her, in his own cruel way, so she let it slide. "I'll have to prove you wrong then Will" she said, "Your girl knows how to hold her pee. I can handle a lot more than a mere 26 hours without a leak if you make me". Kelly knew her bladder situation obviously wasn't going to improve at breakfast as she drank another 3 bottles of water at William's urging. Despite her prowess for holding it for a long time, Kelly found herself dreading the rest of the day, knowing that William would inevitably continue to fill her bladder until she couldn't take it anymore. Kelly had become super desperate plenty of times around William before, especially at various outdoors places far from a toilet. But Kelly had always had the power to rip her jeans off and pee wherever she was if William kept her from a toilet for too long for even her considerable bladder control. But today Kelly didn't have that escape option, since William had the key to unlock her jeans. Thinking back to all the many times she had had enough and peed outdoors in front of William, she doubted that he would have given her the key to pee most of times if she had asked for it. Kelly tried to banish such thoughts from her head as she took a large sip of water. William only liked it when she was desperate to pee, he wouldn't really make her piss herself if she really couldn't hold it any longer... she hoped. "So, what are we going to do today? Besides filling me up some more" Kelly asked William, hoping for a distraction from her gloomy thoughts. "Oh, since you're going to make day so enjoying by continuing to hold it and giving me the key I thought I'd treat you to something special" Will said with a smile. "How's a day of shopping and sightseeing around town sound to you Kelly" he said with a grin. Kelly's eyes lit up with joy, she was soon grinning with Will. "That's what I love about you Will, you know how to lift the mood of a girl who's having a bad morning" she said with a smile as she reached over to kiss him. While William could be a jerk at times, shopping with him was the best, and showed the perks of dating a boyfriend from a wealthy family. He was often willing to let Kelly buy whatever she wanted on his dime (technically his wealthy parents dime, just like the vacation house they were staying in). Kelly, like any girl, loved shopping. Plus Kelly knew the shopping and sightseeing was bound to be a welcome distraction from her still filling bladder. Of course when you're doing a lot of running around shopping and sightseeing, it can make you quite thirsty. So William made sure to frequently drag Kelly to vending machines to buy her a bottle of water, or a can of soda. "Here Kelly, they say never letter your lady shop while she's thirsty" he said as he handed her a can of soda within 10 minutes of her finishing the last one. Kelly grimaced inwardly, her need to piss was distracting her enough already during their shopping, she didn't want even more soda so soon. But of course she couldn't show that weakness to Will. "Whoever says that Will?" Kelly asked skeptically as she accepted the can of soda with a smile. "It sounds like something only you or Matt would ever say, to fill your girl's bladder up more". Kelly opened the can of soda and took a long sip for Will, trying to look like a woman who was completely unconcerned about her bladder. "Ok, maybe I did just make it up" Will admitted with a grin. "But hey, maybe if your girl really needs to pee after quenching her thirst she'll tire of shopping quicker" he added with a shrug. "Maybe other girls, but not this one" Kelly replied with a prideful grin. "You have to do better than giving me just a few cans of soda if you want me to hurry up and finish shopping so I can pee" she added daringly. "What would be the point in attempting that Kelly?" Will asked playfully. "We both know you can't pee until I give you permission and unlock you. But based on how calm you seem that won't be for a very long time yet". Kelly smiled inwardly at the compliment. "It certainly won't Will, I barely even notice the urge!" Kelly answered, perhaps a bit too quickly to come across as truly unconcerned about her bladder's incessant needs. But William didn't seem to notice, as his phone buzzed with a new text message, and he went back to texting some of his other college friends again. By the time noon rolled around Kelly was really starting to regret accepting all the drinks William had offered her today. Shopping could no longer distract her from the 30 hours worth of pent up boiling piss she had brewing in her bladder. On any other day, were she not locked in her jeans, Kelly probably would have caved to her bladder's incessant demands by now and found a toilet to use. But not today, Kelly had locked herself in her jeans for a reason yesterday morning, she wasn't giving up that easily. Kelly was still determined to make this her longest hold ever, no matter how difficult Will made it for her. Kelly was even determined to keep up the tough girl who didn't need to pee act, no matter how much her bladder was nagging her for a piss right about now. Yet as Kelly and William returned to their car carrying several shopping bags, Kelly found herself looking forward to the chance to sit down for a few minutes. It would be nice to rest her legs, and hopefully have her bladder settle down a bit. Just thinking about how badly she needed to pee was making Kelly's legs fidget. Kelly found herself fantasizing about how good it would feel to be able to pee, even taking a partial pee would feel really good after holding it for over 30 hours. "Struggling with your need to pee I see Kelly" Will said with a knowing smile, knocking Kelly out of her daydreams. Kelly realized they were standing by the trunk of their car, and she had been fidgeting her legs around in a blatant sign of desperation. That wasn't what a tough girl who didn't need to pee was supposed to be doing Kelly told herself. "I am not struggling with my bladder Will! I don't even have an urge to go!" Kelly lied stubbornly, despite the overwhelming evidence otherwise provided by her clearly visible rock hard bladder bulge. "I was just distracted a bit Will, it's nothing to worry about". "Distracted by the unpleasant feeling that you haven't peed in the last 30 hours I bet Kelly" Will replied as he opened the trunk. "I bet you'll be begging me to give you the key and let you pee real soon when the urge becomes too much for you" he added, whipping a key out to wave it around just for good measure. Kelly couldn't tell from the distance if it was the key to her lock or a different key, but she assumed it was the lock's key. The sight of the key sent a slight tremor through Kelly's bladder. She nearly crossed her legs in desperation, but caught herself and used muscle power alone to hold on. "Oh come on Will, do you really think I'd ask for your help, and give you the key, only to give up and ask to be allowed to pee after only 30 hours?" Kelly asked. "I'm a tougher girl then I was a few months ago Will, I can wait a lot longer than I used to". William smiled at her proudly. "Well then, you'll just have to keep convincing me Kelly, in fact I have something in mind that'll do the trick" he said with a grin on his face. "Come over here for a moment Kelly", he pointed to the space between their car and the one parked next to them in the busy parking lot. "You had better not be doing what I think you're doing Will" Kelly warned. William's grin let her know that her suspicions were right, as he unzipped his jeans and began to pull his cock out. "If you're so confident you can keep holding on much longer then you already have then this should be nothing for you Kelly" Will said, quietly enough so others who might be near in the parking lot wouldn't hear them. Kelly felt the familiar anger she had felt countless times before as she saw Will begin to piss right in front of her on the concrete. This was hardly the first time Will had ever found a way to pee in front of her when she was desperate but couldn't pee, Kelly used to have to endure it all the time around Will. Kelly used to be like the other girls who refused to pee outdoors, until William helped change that. Whenever William peed in front of her outdoors when she had to piss really badly Kelly used to get really ticked off. She used to yell at him and loudly complain about how badly she had to pee. Early on in their relationship Kelly didn't even realize that William enjoyed putting her into desperate situations outdoors where he could pee but she couldn't because of her own inhibitions. It should have been so obvious in hindsight. But one time Kelly had been really desperate for a piss after holding it in for nearly a day and a half on an outdoors adventure. When William whipped out his cock to cruelly pee in front her yet again, Kelly, certain she was on the verge of pissing herself any minute now, and not wanting to piss her jeans, decided she had enough. She hurried to undo her belt, then she ripped her jeans and panties down in one swift motion. Kelly was so desperate that she had already started peeing before she even squatted down beside William. Kelly's urine had gotten on her shoes and part of her jeans that first time, but it was much better than the alternate of completely pissing herself. At the time Kelly had intended for it to be a one-time thing done out of pure desperation when she was on the verge of pissing herself. But William had told her afterwards that it was really hot watching her pee outdoors, and Kelly found that she had really enjoyed doing it. It was then that it clicked for her that William had been getting a kick out of seeing her desperate to pee, and cruelly peeing in front of her like that. Just like Will was getting an erotic kick out of peeing in front of her right now. His penis was partially erect in excitement, which was making it harder for him to keep his stream going. After all the times Will had previously peed in front of her when she was desperate Kelly's bladder wasn't too bothered by Will's taunting piss. But Kelly still felt anger that Will would pee in front of her like this, and in such a public place where anyone walking back to their car might see. So she decided to do something about it this time around. Kelly reached out and gripped Will's cock playfully, it instantly stiffened under her touch, and Will's urine stream slowed to a trickle, despite all the soda he still had inside. "Normally I love it when you give me a handjob Kelly, but right now I've really gotta pee after all that soda babe" Will complained. "I think I'd rather you had to wait to" Kelly said with a smile as she began to stroke his cock. It didn't take much for her to get Will hard enough to cut his piss off entirely. "You can pee in front of me for your own erotic kicks as much as you want Will, but not in the middle of a crowded parking lot you idiot" she whispered angrily. "There's hidden cameras all over here, now put your cock back in your pants and hold it like a man till you get to a men's room". Will looked like he was about to protest, until he saw the look of anger in Kelly's eyes. "Ok, you made your point Kelly. Let's grab some lunch" he said as he zipped his jeans back up. He had barely having gotten any relief at all in the 10 to 15 seconds he had been able to pee, but it was still more then Kelly's bursting bladder was going to get. At lunch Will briefly left Kelly to take a still much needed piss in the men's room. Kelly was glad she didn't have to listen to his piss for once as she crossed her legs underneath the table. Will soon came back and they ordered and ate lunch together, with Kelly continuing to cross and squirm her legs around under the table where no one could see. Wanting to continue the tough girl act, Kelly ended up helping herself to several refills of her large glass of coke at lunch without Will's prompting. "You really put that soda away at lunch darling. But where's it all going I wonder" Will commented as they got up to leave. "I know you want me to beg for the key Will, but I don't have to, not when I'm so good at holding it" Kelly replied calmly. She wasn't sure for how much longer she could continue to act calm however, she was sure that soda was going to cause her a lot of havoc once it all hit her bladder in another hour or two. The early afternoon passed with Kelly drinking even more bottles of water at Will's urging. By 2 PM in the afternoon Kelly's bladder was becoming a major problem for her after 32 hours without a piss. All the soda from lunch was coming back to haunt her now. It was becoming a struggle for Kelly to not openly squirm in desperation in the stores or during their sightseeing. But Kelly didn't want to look weak, so she stubbornly fought to hide her needs as best she could, even though her whole body wanted to squirm around desperately now. The afternoon was filled with a lot less shopping, and much more sightseeing then the morning was, which left Kelly with less things to distract her from her growing need to piss. Even though she wanted to turn down some of the drinks William offered her, Kelly's stubbornness wouldn't let her, no matter how much her bladder complained. Not fidgeting around or gripping her crotch when Will or others were looking was becoming much more of a struggle now. But Kelly, determined to prove to Will and herself that she was a tough girl and she could defeat her arch-rival Zora's bladder of steel, endured it all without complaint. By 5 PM Kelly was getting quite desperate to piss after holding it in for the last 35 hours, but she was still holding on. It was clear to Will from her tense body language just how badly she needed to go by now, even if she was stubbornly determined to keep up the tough girl act. It was shortly after 5 PM that Kelly's tough girl who doesn't need to pee act finally broke. Kelly was hit suddenly by such a strong wave of desperation that she had to ram both hands into her crotch and squirm around desperately. "Oh damn! Damn! I've really gotta pee!" Kelly moaned, glad that only Will was around to see her. "If that's your way of asking for the key, you know why you can't have it yet Kelly" Will said with a grin. Kelly shook her head. "No... I don't need it... yet" she grunted. Kelly tried experimentally to lift her hands off her crotch, but had to put one hand back after a few seconds. "I can still hold it... but maybe that last cup of soda was a mistake" she admitted. Will smiled at her still tough attitude, and sexy squirming. "Kelly you're doing much better than you were in your last match up against Zora. Keep this up and I don't think she'll stand a chance against you in a rematch". Kelly shook her head. "I'm still not good enough Will... Zora has been training herself to... she's probably been getting even better training than me". Kelly tried removing her second hand from her crotch again, this time she succeeded, though her whole body was still fidgeting quite a bit. "I've gotta keep pushing myself Will... as long as I can... that's why I gave you the key... I know you'll make me wait as long as I can... longer then I'd make myself wait if it was up to me". Will smiled mischievously. "You made the right choice there Kelly. I'll definitely make sure you push yourself farther than you ever thought possible. Now come on, if you're up to it I want to see the rest of this museum before we leave". Kelly wasn't really in the mood to see the rest of the museum anymore with her bladder so full. But she bit her tongue and merely said "of course I'll be up to seeing the rest of it Will". The museum tour continued to be just as bad on Kelly's bursting bladder as she feared. Kelly began to repeatedly pester Will for a break to sit down and rest her legs as her heavy load of urine continued to wreak havoc on her bladder. Kelly squirmed around and gripped her crotch from time to time, but she had to be careful out in public not to be too obvious. It wasn't until 6 PM that William finally agreed for them to sit down and rest somewhere. Fortunately Will found a private area for them to sit down where they wouldn't have to worry about anyone seeing Kelly squirming around in obvious desperation. "Can we go back to the vacation house now Will?" Kelly asked hopefully. "I don't know how much more of this walking around I can take, especially when I have to pee this bad". Will was silent for a long moment, seeming to study Kelly's body language, or contemplate something, with a big smile on his face. "Alright, we can go... but only if you can drink another 6 cans of soda first Kelly". Kelly raised an eyebrow and grimaced at the suggestion. "Think of it as practice for the beer drinking contests against Zora" he added. "Now you're just taking advantage of a girl who's desperate to pee" Kelly replied, playfully rather than angry. "And why can't I drink the cans when we get back to the vacation house? Are you impatient Will?" she teased. "Well you haven't had anything to drink the last two hours" Will said simply. "And besides, Zora wouldn't turn it down, she would relish in the practice no matter how bad she needed to pee". Will knew he was risking Kelly's anger with that last line, she often hated any mention of Zora being better than her. But luckily Kelly's anger wasn't triggered. "And... what if I refuse?" Kelly asked calmly. "Then I guess I won't take you back to the vacation home for a while longer" Will replied smoothly. "Maybe we'll hop over to a movie theater and go see a long movie, and maybe I'll even get you a jumbo sized cup of soda... and who knows what I'll do if you don't finish it". "You're mean Will" Kelly pouted playfully as she squirmed around in her seat. "But fine... I can do it" she added. It wasn't Will's threat that got her to go along with it however. Despite her desperation, Kelly's pride couldn't let a challenge to her iron bladder go unanswered on a day like today, she was trying to challenge herself after all. She was pretty bad off right now, but she knew she could endure worse if she pushed herself. Kelly and Will returned to the vacation home shortly before 7 PM, Kelly had drank the entire six pack of soda cans within 20 minutes. Kelly was constantly crossing her legs and squirming around in her seat the whole ride back, urging Will to avoid any bumps on the road to not jostle her full bladder. As soon as she walked through the door Kelly collapsed on the couch with both hands gripping her crotch. Will would have loved to stay and watch, but he had to hurry off to the bathroom to take a much needed piss for himself. Fortunately the bathroom was far enough away for Kelly to not be tortured by the sound of Will's reliving piss or the toilet flushing afterwards. Will returned a few minutes later feeling quite relieved, unlike his girl Kelly. "I... don't know how much longer I'll be able to hold on Will" Kelly admitted. "Are you asking for the key so you can pee now Kelly" Will asked calmly, wondering if Kelly thought she was nearing her limits so soon. If so then that was disappointing, he had expected better from her. "No!" Kelly answered quickly, before immediately reconsidering as her bladder complained more fiercely. "Well... ok maybe..." Kelly confessed coyly. "I don't think I've ever held it this long before Will, especially not while drinking so much water and soda". "That doesn't mean you can't hold on for a while longer Kelly" Will said with encouragement. "Remember, you gave me the key so that you'd push yourself to new limits Kelly. What's the point of going all in like that if you're just going to give up so easily?". "I know Will" Kelly admitted, knowing Will had a good point. "I'd like be able to wait at least till I've been holding it for 40 hours since my last pee... to at least tie Zora's record. But I... don't know if I can hold on for another 3 hours Will... the urge is getting really bad". "Only 40 hours?" Will asked skeptically, "I think you can control yourself a lot longer than that Kelly, if you push yourself and don't give up so easily". Will's eyes glanced at the lock on Kelly's belt, and he smiled. "And since you can't pee until I give you the key... I guess that means you'll just have to wait a while longer". "Well then, how much longer do I have to control myself before I can pee?" Kelly asked, dreading the answer as she sat on her heel to try to help her bladder's plight a bit. All her arrogance from a day and a half ago when she gave Will the key to her lock were about to bite her in the butt now she knew. Yet she couldn't blame Will, he was only doing exactly what she had asked him to after all. "Oh I don't know, how about holding it for at least 48 hours since you took your last piss" Will replied lazily. "I think with all your practice the last few months that you can wait that long if you really try hard Kelly". "48 hours are you nuts Will! That's another 11 hours!" Kelly practically shouted in horror. "I can barely control myself for another 3 hours! There'll be a waterfall of piss erupting in between my legs long before I'm even half way there Will!". Unmoved by her pleading for mercy, Will sat down across from Kelly with what she could only describe as a look of pure evil joy in his eyes. Kelly knew whatever he was about to say wouldn't be good for her if he was this happy about it. "Well then, I have some bad news for you Kelly. You don't have any choice in the matter but to hold on for at least another 11 hours. The key to the lock on your jeans is somewhere that neither of us can get to it for a while, so I couldn't let you pee even if I wanted to right now" "...What the fuck are you talking about Will?" Kelly asked, confused by Will's bold claims. She would be livid if Will had somehow lost the key. "You had better not have given the key to someone else if that's what you're implying" she added sternly. "I'll show you Kelly, be right back" Will answered with a grin as he went into the kitchen. Kelly was too distracted by her desperate urge to pee to wonder what Will was doing, until he came back carrying a large fancy looking bowl. "It'll take all evening for it to melt I'm afraid" Will said with a big grin as he gave Kelly a closer look. The large bowl was filled with solid ice, Will had clearly filled it with water and put in the freezer for a while. At the very bottom of the ice, impossible to get at without breaking the bowl (which looked quite expensive), was a very familiar looking key. "Oh My God! What the Hell Will!" Kelly gasped in astonishment and horror. Kelly nearly lost her heavy load of pent up piss right there from the shock of it. She had been worried 37 hours ago that Will would keep the key to her lock in his pocket and refuse to give it to her until she started to piss herself. But this was even worse. If she pissed herself she'd have to wear her humiliating piss soaked jeans until the ice melted enough for her to get the key! "I think I did a good job at mimicking the stakes you'd have if you were really in a re-match holding contest against Zora" Will said with pride, oblivious to Kelly's anger. "Your problem is that you give up too easily when it gets too uncomfortable and too inconvenient to keep holding it Kelly" Will explained. "As you've made clear in the last few minutes Kelly, when your need to pee gets as bad as it is now you'd be hurrying to the nearest toilet if you could. And if the ladies room were unavailable that wouldn't stop you either Kelly, not when you have to pee this bad already. You'd drop your jeans and pee somewhere outdoors. Well now you can't, now you have to wait for a while because you have no other choice". "Will! I am NOT ok with having to wear piss soaked jeans for half the night if I can't hold it anymore!" Kelly protested angrily. "I don't recall giving you permission to freeze my key in a bowl of ice either!". "Actually you did imply that" William countered. "You said, I quote 'you have my permission to be as hard on me and my iron bladder as possible, no matter what I tell you later'. Well now it's later Kelly". "But you could have accomplished the same thing by keeping the key in your damn pocket!" Kelly protested. "No I couldn't have!" Will argued. "If I didn't pull this stunt it would always be in the back of your mind that I could change my mind and let you pee at any moment, so you wouldn't try as hard. You'd expect me to let you use the toilet if you began to piss yourself. Whereas this way you know there's no point in not trying your hardest now". Kelly was silent, but continued to glare at him as she fidgeted around on the couch. "I know you're mad Kelly, but that stubborn prideful part of you knows I'm right". Kelly slapped herself in the face, she had known full well Will would do something like this when she gave him the key. But she did it anyway, because she knew her own holding sessions weren't good enough to help her one day defeat her arch-rival. Everything Will had just said was right, she had to grudgingly admit. Kelly knew full well she often gave up and peed whenever continuing to hold it got too uncomfortable for her like it was now. The stakes to her pride in her contest against Zora on the beach had been the only reason why she had held it until she pissed herself back then. If Zora had lost their contest, Kelly knew she would have squatted down and peed immediately on the beach , no matter who was watching her. Kelly took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. "Alright... alright Will... how long will it take for the ice to melt so we can get at the key?" she asked. "We'll be able to get at it by 6 AM tomorrow Kelly, I've experimented with how long it'll take this large bowl of ice to melt at room temperature before" Will answered. 6 AM tomorrow was exactly at the 48 hour mark since Kelly last had a pee. "Alright... then let's have a quiet evening together" Kelly said, as she accepted that she was going have to somehow hold it a while longer. Kelly thought that was the end of Will's surprises, until she caught an evil glint in Will's eye. "What else did you do Will?" she asked impatiently, knowing he was hiding something else from her. "Well, I lied earlier at the museum, we need to be going somewhere else soon" he said. "You see, I found out yesterday that Zora and Matt were in town on vacation this week to, so I invited them to go out to dinner with us while I was texting them earlier today". Kelly's first reaction was annoyance, but it quickly gave way to fear as she doubled over gripping her pussy in desperation. Now Kelly knew why Will wanted her to drink all those soda cans before they headed back. He had wanted her as desperate as possible when she sat across her arch-rival at the restaurant, to really put her composure to the test. "You bastard Will!" Kelly said grudgingly. "You made me drink all those cans of soda before we came back! You're trying your damnest to make sure I don't make it through dinner dry". Will shrugged his shoulders, with a look that said 'nothing you can do about it now'. A long moment of silence stretched between them as Kelly managed to straighten up and exert a bit more control over herself. "What if I refuse to go out to dinner" she asked Will in a rebellious tone. She didn't intend to run away from his challenge, but she didn't want to just meekly accept it either. "Well then, we'll have to inform your arch-rival exactly why you backed out of having dinner with her and her boyfriend" Will answered smoothly. "I know from Matt's texts that Zora hasn't peed all day either. I doubt Zora's been holding it as long as you have right now, but who knows? I didn't ask". "Well, it looks like we're going out to dinner then" Kelly answered calmly, pretending to cave to Will's threat to damage her pride. A few minutes later Kelly tried to walk normally to the car, without jamming a fist into her crotch. Kelly just hoped that her pride wouldn't be her downfall yet again while they were at dinner. Ten minutes ago she had been confident she could hold on for a few more hours, but who knew if Will had arranged other after dinner plans that might keep them out all night? === That's all for now. I'm still working on Part #2, but it'll take me some time to finish it.
  22. Hi! Here I've got another great video of a very sexy bonde girl, who is dying for the toilet and finally bursts into her pink spottet panty under her camouflage army skirt. Hope you like it. Jack VTS_09_1.VOB
  23. Shorts wetting View File Recreating an accident I had stuck in traffic on holiday. Submitter wetchris Submitted 08/17/2018 Category Peeing
  24. This was during last December and Im not sure why I havent posted about it on here yet, maybe because its humiliating.. But I hope you guys enjoy it. Every story I post is true. If I ever end up writing a work of fiction I’ll be sure to put a fiction disclaimer on it somewhere. ______________________________ After I had finished a full day of work at around 6pm I decided I didn’t want to drive home and would rather spend some time Christmas shopping while I was already out. I was still in my work clothes but it didn’t bother me in the slightest as they were overall comfortable to walk around in. It was a casual work environment so I was wearing medium wash denim skinny jeans, a beautiful purple frilly tank top, a green neck scarf (more for looks than warmth) and a black leather coat vintage from the 90’s. I was absolutely freezing but I would lie through my teeth and tell you I was warm because I loved that outfit, i felt it make me look like a sexy artist type. I worked, and lived, in the middle of absolute nowhere so it was a 45 minite drive to get to a shopping center. Naturally I decided to get a very fancy, large strawberry banana smoothie with extra whip cream to drink during the drive. It is my absolute favorite beverage so I downed it quicker than I would with a coffee or water. Not the best idea. I drove to a very chic outdoor mall. It’s one of those uber fancy places where everyone wears Prada boots and buys designer chocolates at $300 a pop for their elaborate dinner parties or whatever rich people do. I was so out of place here. In the same parking lot is the fanciest food market I’ve ever seen with a name so Italian I couldn’t dream of pronouncing it. I decided to go run in really quick and pick up some organic vanilla beans before I went shopping in the mall. “It should only take like 5 minutes” I told myself. 5 minutes turned to 10 as I looked around aimlessly for vanilla and walking noticibly slowly because my bladder was killing me. When I had stepped out of the car I noticed I had to go but I didn’t think it was that bad until I really needed to focus on something, I found myself being constantly distracted by how desperate I was. I didn’t use bathroom before I left work either. Eureka! I had found the vanilla beans at literally the back of the store, very last shelf, end of the isle. I was holding my crotch at this point trying not to make it noticeable, as I’m already sticking out like a sore thumb in this area. I picked up the jar and very quickly put it back because I realized I wouldn’t be able to stand in the checkout line and not have a little accident......okay a big accident. “I’ll just use the bathroom here” I rationally told myself. Well, it turned out the universe isn’t rational because there’s no bathroom in the store. I abandoned any idea of ‘quickly grabbing vanilla’ as I power walked out of the market. A middle aged woman gave me a sad smile as I left. “Did she know?” I thought “Does everyone know??” Oh god maybe someone saw me do a potty dance or hold my crotch in the spice isle. It was very possible someone saw how badly I needed to go. I shook my head at the thought. I jogged through the parking lot to my car and dove into the drivers seat, trying not to think about the people in the store. I threw it in drive and moved to the parking spots closer to the actual mall. At this point all I’m thinking about is how badly I have to go. How I need to get to a bathroom this instant or I’m going to explode. It’s worth mentioning that I have a rather small bladder. I parked with the other cars and contemplated my game plan. “These are fancy people I can’t just sprint in holding myself in this mall, it would be humiliating” I pull up a map of the mall on my phone and look up where the nearest restrooms are located. It’s about three turns away from the entrance and I’m debating if I can even make it there. I’m holding my crotch constantly at this point sitting in my car and looking at the gates. If I left now I would Literally have to run to make it, and what if there’s a line? “No. I can do this, I’m an adult” I said, mentally giving myself a little pep talk. I opened my car door and jogged my way up to the entrance when I felt a pang in my bladder and a sizeable leek. I immediately turned on my heels and ran back to my car to desperately make it stop. I’m breathing hard with a flushed face not even caring about who could have spotted my odd behavior. “I’m not gonna make it” I say to myself. Im 45 minutes from home, unable to make it to even the closest restroom, trapped in my car in a parking lot of an ultra fancy mall. Oh god. I start racking my brain for what to do and start weighing my options. I don’t want to pee on my seat or in public in front of so many people. “Think. Think.” I say as time is clearly running out. I look around my car. “My smoothie cup!” Thank God I hadn’t thrown it away. I look around the parking lot to see if the coast is clear. It absolutely is not. There’s people everywhere. Shit. I don’t waste any time throwing my car into reverse and moving to the less occupied section of the parking lot which isn’t saying much because this IS a mall at Christmas time. This section is also facing the main road. My options are too limited to be picky now though. I glance around to see if I’m in the clear and spot one man, about 6 parking spaces away, probably in his mid 30s talking on the phone outside of his car and for whatever reason, he’s looking my way. Or at least it seems like he is, it’s fairly dark by now so at least I have that going for me. I try to hold off and give him a chance to move along but he’s too busy talking away. “I can’t wait any longer” The spurt in my panties now grown cold against my crotch, making me shiver and almost loose control. There are a few more people relatively close to me getting in and out of their respective cars. I check to see if Mr. Chatty Cathy is still there and, yup, he is. Screw it. Without a second thought I grab my left shoe and then my right and toss them onto my passenger seat, along with my socks just to be safe. The movement puts pressure on my bulging bladder but I can’t stop now. I yank my zipper down and hook my thumbs into the waistband of my too tight skinny jeans and pull. Taking off pants in your drivers seat is way harder than I expected. I frantically pull at the denim at the odd angle I have just praying I don’t wet myself here. I get the pants completely off (but now inside out) with a sigh of relief and toss them in the back seat. “Just the panties now” I thought as I shivered. I look down at my frilly pink cotton panties, their style really fitting the situation unfortunately “They really are wet” I yanked them down over my knees and threw them behind me somewhere with my jeans. I hiked up my shirt to get it out of the way and tucked it into my bra. I didn’t even think about the man as I got into a squatting position and placed the cup underneath me. From this angle you could easily see everything if you were close enough. But I literally had no other options. I let out an experimental burst and the damn just broke. I tilted my head back and let an audible sigh escape me as I completely let go. Rapidly filling the container I had to work with and making an incredibly loud tinkling noise. I all but moaned. I was holding it and fighting it for so long and it felt so good to just give in to it. My muscles relaxed and my body quivered. My bladder was just about empty now and I had almost filled the cup to the rim. I let the final drips slowly stop themselves and very carefully handled the cup. My face was bright red from an obvious blush but all I could feel was relief. “Much better” I sighed. Slowly but surely though, the humiliation set in. How could I have not been able to hold it on my own? I’m an adult and I’m out here making a laughing stock of myself. I sat there in my car, freezing and half naked. You wouldn’t believe how embarrassed and vulnerable you feel when you’re alone, miles from your home, car surrounded by strangers, and essentially naked. I shamefully looked over at the guy and he was still talking on the phone but with a big grin on his face and no longer looking my direction. I have no way of knowing if that grin is from me. I pulled my shirt down, trying not to flash my tits to the road or the man, and fished in the backseat for my panties. I slid them on and quickly remembered they were still wet and ice cold from my spurt earlier. I hung my head in shame as I worked my way into my jeans, realizing they were inside out, fixing them, and sliding them back on, spending way too much time without clothes for my personal tastes. I slid my shoes back on and stepped out of my car to dispose of the cup in the safest way possible, desperately avoiding eye contact with cellphone guy. I didn’t get my Christmas Shopping finished, and I had a long time to think about what I had done on the way home.
  25. I've shared this story online before, but possibly not here, at least not in recent years, can't find it in my history. But, it's a good one, so enjoy. Several years ago, I got involved with a girl who worked with me in an office. We had a playful D/s thing going on, she was my Ma'am, and I was her missy. I had noticed almost right away that Ma'am was always holding her pee, for absolutely no reason at all. Then, she started making me do it, too. I brought up the pee fetish several times, but she denied she had one, of course. One day at work, when I was having a really bad time, and we were alone, after she'd told me to hold it, she said "Come, here, missy." She patted her lap, and I sat down, holding myself and helplessly squirming. She held me and told me to quit fidgeting and relax, and she kissed me. I told her that I couldn't keep still, that I was on the verge of "pissing myself like Fergie" (my exact quote), and Ma'am pushed me off her lap. "No, missy! Don't wet your pants! Go to the restroom, now! Run, missy! You'd better not wet your pants!" She scolded me as I ran out of the office. I did make it to the bathroom, good thing, because she checked to make sure I hadn't wet myself at all. Even though I hadn't, she still swatted my ass with her ruler for being unable to wait.
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