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    I didn’t really want to break this up into multiple posts so it is quite a long one hope you don’t mind hehe. As usual I have grown to really like these characters so let me know in the comments if you think I should write further installments. Enjoy! ******************************** Nina stood in front of the mirror in a white lace bra and matching lacy panties admiring her figure. Her big blue eyes scanned up and down her lean frame. It had taken months of hard work in the gym to get the summer body she had been dreaming of but it had paid off. She had always been proud of her c cup tits but now she could show off a toned ass and hourglass figure as well. It was a body built for bikinis but as the horn of her family’s sedan went off several times she was reminded of why exactly it was wasted. She was going off to college next year and her younger brother would be entering his senior year, but despite Nina’s insistence that, as a soon to be college freshman, she was far too adult to still go on the annual family road trip, her parents had insisted. To make matters worse, her brother had been allowed to bring one of his dorky friends along. While the rest of her friends were taking planes to exotic places, she was about to be stuck in a small car for hours to get to a small lake town in the middle of nowhere. “I hate my life,” she groaned into her reflection. She jumped when she heard a pounding at her door. It was her father, angry that she was delaying them getting on the road and complaining about hitting traffic. She groaned, pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail, and grabbed a pair of white leggings and a purple tank top. She pulled the clothes on and shortly afterwards her father was swinging the door open and telling her that her time was up. Meanwhile, in the car waiting below, Nina’s mother sat in the front seat tuning the radio while Nina’s brother Harry and his friend Calvin sat in the backseat waiting for the other two to return. “Thanks again for letting me come with Mrs. Johnson,” Calvin spoke up. “Oh it’s no problem sweetheart! We’re happy to have you,” Mrs. Johnson smiled as she continued to fiddle with the radio before finally settling on a station she liked. Calvin was filled with anticipation, and while his friend assumed it was anticipation of the trip in general, that was only partly true. Of course he was happy to be going on vacation with his best friend this summer but he was very excited to get to be with Nina. Calvin was not a particularly attractive guy. It wasn’t that he was unattractive, many girls had complimented him on the way his dark hair contrasted with his hazel eyes, he just paled in comparison to the jocks Nina typically associated with. His love of comic books and video games had branded him a nerd early in his high school years. Even once he filled out a little and wasn’t quite as gangly as he was his freshman year, he had been unable to shake the lack of popularity his reputation afforded him. So instead of going for Nina he had admired her from afar. But then he had become best friends with Harry, who told Calvin all about his horrible big sister who made fun of his glasses and mocked him when he wet the bed as a child. After hearing all the ways Nina had tormented Harry, any feelings Calvin had for her outside the purely sexual or lustful had faded. So yes he was excited for this trip because he would be with his best friend, but he was even more excited to ogle said friend’s sister for an entire summer. Mr. Johnson quickly dragged a pouting Nina outside, her bag in his other hand. He walked over and pointed at the backseat indicating for her to get in, then tossed her suitcase into the trunk with the rest. Nina slid into the backseat and found herself next to Calvin, who was seated in the middle, while Harry had the other window seat. Calvin greeted her but she just rolled her eyes, put her headphones in, and turned the music up so she wouldn’t have to pay any mind to the other people in her company. In the back of her mind she had a nagging feeling that she had forgotten something but she shrugged it away. The route to their lake house was as familiar to Mr. Johnson as the back of his hand after years and years of going down for every summer. It was to the point that he had the whole drive scheduled to a tee. There’s a rest stop a couple miles down once they pull onto the highway. They would stop there, run to the bathroom, grab snacks or anything else they wanted, and then get back on the road. After that there would be no more stops until they needed gas. This rule was strict with no exceptions unless it was an absolute emergency, and so far they had not needed to deviate from that schedule in years. Mr. Johnson was already annoyed since Nina had put them behind schedule with her tardiness, so he was determined to stick to the rest of his plan as perfectly as possible. When they pulled up at that first rest stop everyone got out of the car. Nina and Harry went to the convenience store while their parents and Calvin stopped at the bathroom. There was coffee available but cups needed to be bought from the counter so after considering for a moment Nina decided that she needed the coffee to deal with her family and gas station coffee was better than nothing. She approached the counter and was pleasantly surprised to discover that the cashier on duty was quite attractive. She began to flirt with him as her brother meandered around the store before finally grabbing a soda and taking it to the counter. He rolled his eyes at his sister’s antics, walking up just as the cashier handed her a cup. “Oh wait, this is a large, I asked for a small,” Nina corrected him. “Don’t worry about it, the upgrade is on me,” the cashier winked. Without thinking of the consequences, only the flattery, Nina happily accepted the cup and flounced off to fill it up. Harry rolled his eyes again, paid, and then went outside to find Calvin and his mother already inside and his father leaning impatiently against the car. “Where’s your sister?” his father asked. Harry shrugged, “she should be out soon,”. Sure enough, Nina sauntered out shortly afterwards, happily sipping on her discounted coffee. She started to head towards the bathroom but decided better of it. Her father was already mad at her for disrupting his so called schedule and she didn’t feel like hearing the lecture that would surely follow if she delayed them again. So instead of taking the chance to relieve herself Nina hopped in the car, and soon the group was back on the highway again. An hour went by and Nina had gone back to listening to music and sipped her coffee all the while. Harry had just launched into a rant about the Star Wars prequels that Calvin was all too familiar with so he took the opportunity to primarily shift his focus to Nina. His eyes raked over her fit body, appreciating the results of her gym time. He noticed that her legs were pressed together pretty tightly. His eyes darted from there to her coffee and his mind began to spin. You see, Calvin had at some point developed an affinity for girls desperate for a toilet. He had watched countless hours of footage of girls squirming trying desperately not to soak their panties with urine or fill them with shit or both! But he had never seen anything in real life. “Real girls around my age just don’t wet themselves anymore, let alone shit themselves,” he thought with a sigh. So he wrote off Nina’s body language as wishful thinking and went back to focusing on his conversation with Harry. Harry was rambling. He could tell he was rambling by the way Calvin was zoning out, but he couldn’t help it. He had finished the soda he bought at the rest stop shortly after buying it in the first place and it had ran right through him. Rambling helped him take his mind off his need to pee. His leg bounced slightly, truly it was a wonder Calvin hadn’t noticed and made comment. “He probably is just sparing my feelings,” Harry thought, but his need was getting worse now and he had to resist the temptation to bring one hand down to hold himself. Talking with Calvin helped for a while but soon even that was not a sufficient distraction. Nina regretted having that coffee. Only after finishing it did she realize what that nagging feeling telling her she had forgotten something had been about. She had forgotten to use the bathroom this morning before her dad barged into her room demanding she get in the car. Now all that coffee was filling her bladder and causing a stirring in her gut. She had made such a fuss about being too much of an adult for this trip. Between that and having already been the reason they were held up in the first place, she didn’t dare open her mouth to ask for another break. She pressed her thighs together tightly and adjusted herself in her chair under the guise of getting more comfortable in hopes of easing the pressure off her bladder. Another fifteen minutes passed and neither of the Johnson kids were in very good shape. Harry was now clenching his dick in one hand, applying pressure directly to the tip to prevent any from coming out and, as subtle as she was trying to be, even Nina had a hand in her crotch, although she was pretending it was just casually in her lap. Meanwhile Calvin, who was now certain that both Harry and Nina desperately needed to pee, was torn between feeling pity for his friend and arousal for his friend’s sister. He felt as if he couldn’t fully appreciate Nina’s desperation because of Harry’s. “Calvin you got to help me. I have to pee so bad but if I ask for a break my dad will be mad and I don’t know if I can make it anyway,” Harry finally admitted in a whisper. Calvin was almost shocked Harry would reveal that and once again felt torn between hoping they could stop so his friend could get relief and hoping they couldn’t so that Nina couldn’t. Suddenly he came up with an idea that both helped Harry and made things worse for Nina. Although not quite squirming yet, Nina’s need was starting to get serious. She had needed to tighten her grip on her crotch to prevent any potential leaks and now had crossed one leg over the other. The foot still on the ground was tapping anxiously as her bladder became more and more of a solid, warm weight in her abdomen. She had tried listening to music to help distract her but first “Umbrella” by Rihanna had come on and she had to hit skip because of all the rain talk. Then she had to skip again when “Singing in the Rain” popped up. When the sound of waterfalls came up, something she had added to her library for use when she had trouble sleeping, she had given up on the music and quickly yanked out her earbuds. She stared pointedly out the window, ignoring everyone else in the car to focus on her bladder and the slowly worsening stirring in her gut. Calvin bent down and rooted around the floor of the car in search of the discarded soda bottle that had gotten Harry into this mess in the first place. “Here just pee into this,” he said, passing the bottle to Harry. “No way! Mom and Dad would kill me,” Harry replied. “I’ll come up with a distraction” “Nina will point out what I’m doing.” “Trust me she won’t.” Harry looked at Calvin dubiously but having no other options he relented. Calvin suddenly leaned forward and said “Mrs. Johnson I love this song! Can you turn it up?” “Of course dear!” Mrs. Johnson sweetly replied, turning up the volume. Calvin then leaned back and nodded at Harry who quickly uncapped the bottle, whipped his dick out, and pointed it in the direction of the bottle opening. He heaved a sigh of relief as he released all the pent up urine from his aching bladder. Calvin’s music idea did the trick and Harry’s parents were unaware of his actions, but Nina was very much aware. Just as Calvin suspected she was speechless. She couldn’t help but stare as her brother pissed into the bottle and look at his euphoric, relaxed expression in envy. Watching him fill the bottle caused her bladder to briefly contract, a short spurt of pee forcing its way out of her to wet her panties a bit. She uncrossed her legs, the top leg was too close to her abdomen and had only been applying additional pressure to her already straining bladder, but she immediately dug both hands into her crotch to compensate. She became aware of eyes on her so she nervously turned her head to look at Harry and Calvin. By the time Nina had finished switching positions Harry had finished peeing, capped the bottle, and tucked himself back into his pants and boxers. But now he and Calvin could both see her in what was blatantly an attempt to hold back a full bladder. When Harry spotted her his mouth stretched into a Cheshire Cat grin. He knew she would be fine but seeing her embarrassed reaction at having been caught so obviously desperate was enough to make him happy. Calvin, on the other hand, was enjoying this for an entirely different reason. He was thankful that Harry was focused on Nina because it gave him an opportunity to quickly adjust himself as he grew hard. Here was this gorgeous woman sandwiched next to him, so close their thighs were touching, and she had a full bladder. It was a fantasy come to life and although he knew their next scheduled stop was only about five minutes away and Nina would likely make it to the bathroom with nothing worse than damp panties, he still was ecstatic. Nina took solace in the fact that she recognized where they were on the highway. They had left suburbia far behind them and were surrounded by trees on either side. If she weren’t so distracted by her bursting bladder and increasingly full bowels she would admire the view. “Just five minutes until Dad usually stops for gas,” she chanted in her head like a mantra. Suddenly she noticed that the car was slowing down. She anxiously looked outside only to discover that the highway had backed up. A quick check of the clock revealed it was rush hour. Her father groaned in the front seat. “This is why we stick to the schedule!” he said throwing up his hands in frustration. Harry was giddy that her relief would be further delayed but his excitement could not hold a candle to Calvin’s. This was more than he could have hoped for. Just knowing she had to pee had been enough but this, seeing her bursting, was a blessing. Calvin didn’t know if videos would ever satisfy him again know that he had been this up close and personal with a super hot girl who looked on the verge of wetting herself. “She probably is going to have a decent sized wet patch by the time she gets out of the car and can go to the bathroom,” Calvin thought, his eyes bouncing back and forth between her distressed face and where her hands were still buried in her crotch. Nina was about to burst. With all the traffic they were moving a fraction of the speed they usually would, doing about twenty where they usually would be doing seventy. Although she would usually be mortified to result to such childish means of holding it, she bounced and squirmed around as much as she could in her seat considering she still had Calvin boxing her in one side and was confined by the seatbelt. Suddenly she got a bit more still, squirming in just one spot and hunched over instead of bouncing all over the seat. She felt a small bit leak out. Then a larger spurt. Calvin and Harry watched intently as Nina hunched over, both their gazes going towards her crotch. There was an audible hiss for a moment and then it was cut off. It started back up again, for longer this time, and this time a visible wet patch appeared around Nina’s hands before she could cut off the leak. “Nina’s pissing herself!” Harry gleefully announced. “What!” Mr. and Mrs. Johnson both exclaimed at once. Mr. Johnson muttered “Jesus Christ,” under his breath, knowing he could do nothing and needed to keep his attention on the road, while Mrs. Johnson frantically felt around until she found a towel. She shoved it towards Nina saying “put this underneath you,” but Nina shook her head. “N...no I’m fine!” she insisted, in denial that she was about to piss herself, despite being nineteen years old, in front of her eighteen year old brother and his friend. Mrs. Johnson rolled her eyes and shoved the towel into Calvin’s hands, nodding her head in Nina’s direction. Calvin nodded his understanding. “Lift up Nina,” he said lowly but firmly. Nina obediently lifted her butt off the seat so Calvin could shove the towel beneath her and then promptly sat back down. “Hang on the traffic has eased up,” Mr. Johnson said gruffly, as he quickly sped up in hopes of getting to the gas station before his daughter could embarrass herself any further. Unfortunately for Nina it was too late. With a whimper her bladder gave out and piss rushed out of her urethra, past her tired sphincter, to spray into her nice white panties and leggings. The wet patch quickly grew to Nina’s horror, Harry’s amusement, and Calvin’s pleasure. Her leggings went transparent and slightly yellow in a wide arc originating from her crotch and radiating outwards across her thighs. By the time her flow stopped, she had almost completely soaked the towel beneath her and had absolutely drenched her panties and leggings. It was absolutely unmistakable what she had done. “You can slow down now Dad, she already completely pissed herself,” Harry laughed as Nina trembled, her face burning red with shame and embarrassment. Calvin could not believe his luck. Soon afterward Mr. Johnson pulled into the gas station next to a pump. Immediately he turned and began to lecture Nina on how she was far too old to be behaving this way. She sat through the whole lecture head bowed in shame and when it was finally over he climbed out of the car to pump the gas and she reached for the door handle to leave. There were still her bowels to be taken care of. Now that she no longer had to worry about her bladder she was really realizing how badly she needed to relieve that as well. “You really want to go out there so everyone at the gas station can see you in your pissy pants?” Harry taunted her. “Harry, stop that!” his mother admonished but she then turned back to Nina. “He has a point though Nina. You should stay here. Honestly dear you are too old to be having accidents and frankly if you cannot hold it like a big girl then perhaps you should sit in your wet clothes as a lesson,” her mother concluded before turning back around. Calvin was dying. His dick was straining to be released and weeping precum into his boxers. Not only had one of the sexiest girls he had ever seen just pissed herself in front of him but she was going to sit in her wet clothes next to him for another hour or so at least! The fact it was poetic justice for his best friend was the cherry on top. “Can you let me out Harry? I want to run to the bathroom,” Calvin asked. “Sure dude,” Harry responded, climbing out of the car to let him out. As Calvin speed walked to the restrooms, he dimly heard Mrs. Johnson say, “see how the big kid lets people know beforehand he has to go so he doesn’t have an accident,”. Hearing the phrase only spurred him on more. The minute he got to the bathroom he slammed the door shut and locked it behind him. He leaned back against it, quickly undid the button and fly of his jeans and then shoved his hand down his boxers to get a grip on his achingly hard member. He moaned then quickly pushed his jeans and boxers down to mid thigh with his free hand as he began jacking himself off with the other. It didn’t take long before he was orgasming so hard he saw stars, his cum splattering on the floor of the gas station bathroom. He quickly pulled back up his underwear and pants, cleaned up his mess, washed his hands, and then went back to the car as if nothing had happened. So they got back onto the road. Everyone in the car assumed that Nina’s accident was the most excitement they were going to get on this car ride. Everyone except Nina who knew that the growing discomfort in her gut only spelled bad news. “Why the hell did I drink so much coffee when we got on the road?” she thought, internally cursing her past self. Her bowels were growing angry and impatient, ready to release a load she had been carrying since yesterday. “I should have gone before we left or even at that first rest stop, then I wouldn’t be in this mess!” she thought, incredibly self conscious. The pressure was slowly mounting and Nina was seriously concerned that she may not make it to the lake house and in her current state, in clothes soaked in her own piss, she definitely didn’t want to request another bathroom break. Calvin had been sneaking glances at Nina even more since she wet herself, which meant he was rather attuned to her body language. Initially he assumed her occasional shifting was because of the discomfort of wearing wet clothing but now he was starting to suspect a different culprit. “No- there is no way I am getting this lucky in one day,” he thought in disbelief as he began to notice subtle signs that Nina may just need to take a shit. The more time wore, on the more convinced Calvin became. Nina was rocking a little bit, her hand subconsciously rubbing her gut in an attempt to soothe it, and she was clearly clenching her lower body. There was no doubt about it, Nina desperately needed to go poop. It was only a matter of whether Calvin would get lucky enough to witness Nina have another accident or not. The pain and cramping in her abdomen was getting more intense and Nina could feel her load desperately trying to escape. She began to grind her ass back into the seat for additional pressure but each grind would result in some of the piss in the towel rising to the surface again. The constant reminder that she had just had an accident was not helping at all in her struggle to avoid another. Finally her father merged off the highway onto one of the small town roads and then soon after he merged to an even smaller road surrounded by trees on either side. The paving was rough and uneven, making for an equally rough ride, and each vibration was like a dagger in her gut. Nina could feel a bit starting to peek out of her straining hole and prayed that she could hold out just a little longer. Calvin couldn’t get enough of the show. Harry had decided to save up his material for teasing his sister and was giving her a break for now. He was staring out his window, but Calvin was transfixed. Every little sign of her desperation, from her clenched fists in her lap to her constant shifting in the seat, turned him on. He thought it couldn’t get any more perfect until suddenly it did. As he was watching Nina so intently he noticed her suddenly look out the window, face burning red. When his eyes shifted lower he saw she was leaned so her weight was resting on her window side hip and her ass was lifted off the seat. To the inattentive it may seem like she was simply leaning closer to the window but Calvin knew better. “No way. No way!” Calvin thought excitedly. Sure enough, a brown bulge was beginning to form in the back of Nina’s leggings. Nina could not believe it. Peeing herself had been bad enough but this was a whole new low. It felt like an out of body experience, like she was watching from above as she shifted her weight and felt log after log of shit force its way past her tired asshole and into her nice white panties. The flimsy things of course could hardly contain the massive mess Nina was filling them with so it didn’t take long for her shit to snake into the leggings themselves, staining the material brown and forming a bulge there. Harry recognized one of the landmarks outside his window and excitedly turned to announce “we’re only five minutes away now!” He stopped though when he saw Calvin’s expression. He then followed Calvin’s gaze to Nina, who was still shitting herself, and muttered a quiet “oh my god,” then, as he recovered from the shock announced far louder “Oh my god Nina is shitting herself!” Her parents were in disbelief. There was no way their college bound daughter was shitting herself in the backseat. So Mr. Johnson quickly pulled over, threw the car in neutral, and then he and his wife both turned around to see for themselves. Sure enough, Nina hadn’t quite finished yet and so they, as well as the rest of the car’s occupants, watched as the stain and bulge continued to grow for another couple minutes. When Nina finally stopped the car went silent. “Nina sit down,” her father finally said quietly. “But Dad...” she started, “I said sit down!” he interrupted her. She whimpered and nodded. She took a minute to gather herself and then obediently sat back down, wincing as doing so squished the mess against her and caused the stain to spread further. The rest of the ride was quiet as Nina stewed in her embarrassment, Harry texted his other friends about what had happened, their parents fumed and wondered how to deal with their daughter, and Calvin tried to will down his near painful erection. When they finally arrived at the house, the whole group climbed out of the car. While everyone else stretched their limbs, Nina fidgeted nervously, not quite knowing what to do until her parents unlocked the door to the house. Her father walked to the door and unlocked it then turned back to her. “Go get cleaned up,” he sighed. She nodded and scampered into the house. Calvin stared at her leggings, inspecting the damage as she went. The entire butt area of her white leggings were stained brown and the piss stains were a wide arc covering most of her thighs as well. “I can’t believe this! I am going to make sure she never forgets this!” Harry said triumphantly, clapping Calvin on the shoulder. “I certainly won’t forget,” Calvin thought, already thinking of how this would fit into his next masturbation session even as his friend walked with him into the house.
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  14. Edith had to go pee. Right. Now. She'd had to go since about five minutes after their last pit stop. Edith was incredibly determined to make it to their next planned stop without asking for the bathroom. She knew it was a hassle for Mom and Dad to make another stop and have to unbuckle her little brother from his wheelchair. She bit her lip and looked out over the landscape. She could've sworn they'd crossed the border over to Utah by now, but she hadn't seen any signs. She longingly looked at the gas station as they drove by, wishing Dad would need to stop and buy another pack of smokes. Edith adjusted her legs, trying not to draw attention from her three siblings. Her older brother, Elias, pushed up his red wire-framed glasses and scrunched up his nose as he stared intently at his Gameboy Advance. It was one of those cool flip-up “SP” ones; Mom and Dad had just bought it for him for his 14th birthday. Edith was jealous; she was stuck with Eli's hand-me-down old school Gameboy and Pokemon Blue. Eli had saved up his allowance to buy Pokemon Sapphire, which looked amazing on that little back-lit screen. Edith tried to focus on her jealousy instead of her desperate urge to pee, but it wasn't working very well. She quickly pressed her legs together and tightened her hold. Edith winced, realizing she might not make it much longer. “Daddy!” Edith's younger sister, Esther, called from the back seat of the van. “What is it, pumpkin?” “Daddy I need to go pee,” Esther sang the word 'pee' like she was auditioning for a musical. It was like the eight-year-old was expecting woodland creatures to carry her off to the toilet at the drop of a hat. “Can you hold it, princess? We just passed a gas station, but we can pull over as soon as another one comes along.” “I can hold it for a while,” Esther reassured their dad. Edith, on the other hand, was bursting. She was jiggling her legs, doing a kind of seated potty dance. “Can you stop that for, like five seconds?! Please?! I'm trying to concentrate,” Elias barked. Edith crossed one leg over the other, trying not to bounce too much. She felt a tiny stream of pee escape and drip into her Paul Frank panties, but quickly plugged the flow. She stuck her hand between her legs and held herself. Edith was thankful that Elias wasn't paying close enough attention to realize how desperate she was. On their last family road trip, before their youngest brother Ezra was born, Elias had taunted Edith the whole trip. Every time she needed to go to the bathroom he told her to think about waterfalls and made gushing and spurting sounds with his mouth. She peed her pants only twice the whole trip, but Elias never let her live it down. Edith's bladder had become stronger than it was when she was five, going on six. Now at eleven, almost twelve, she felt like she was grown enough to handle holding it. And she wouldn't let Elias win this one. Another spurt erupted from her urethra, dampening her panties and possibly her embroidered denim shorts. Edith was afraid to check. “Daddy! Oh my gosh, I see a gas station!” Esther squealed with joy from the back seat. Ezra, who had been quiet for a while, let out a goofy laugh. “Perfect timing,” Dad said, “I'm ready to stretch my legs.” Edith squeezed her quivering legs together and leaned forward. It was about time; she wasn't sure how much longer she could hold it for. Dad pulled into the gas station and unlocked the van. Esther flung open the sliding door and ran, holding herself, for the gas station door. Elias closed his Gameboy and shoved it into his backpack. “I gotta go too,” he said, running after his youngest sister. “Edie, would you help me with Ezra?” Mom asked. “Um,” Edith squeaked, pressing hard on her urethra, unsure if she could even get up without letting loose. “It'll only take a minute, hun,” Mom reassured her. “Mom, I really need to-” “Can you unbuckle him and I'll unload the wheelchair?” Edith cautiously got up from her seat, being very careful not to disturb her too-full bladder. She could feel the pressure as she changed positions and slipped into the back seat. Her five-year-old brother stared off in the distance, seemingly unaware of the world around him. He smiled and waved his arms as if he were conducting an orchestra. Edith wondered for a moment what Ezra would be like without cerebral palsy. She unbuckled him from the wheelchair car seat contraption that was especially built for the family's van and Mom lowered him and his chair down the ramp. Edith was still trying to disguise her potty dance, but failing terribly. Mom wasn't paying any attention, but if she had been, she would've shook her head and told Edith to just go. From the corner of her eye, she could see her little sister running back to the car, holding a giant bag of Cool Ranch Doritos. They were Dad's favourite and she'd suckered him into buying a bag for her. Edith sighed; she was a little jealous, but at least the bathroom was free. She slowly headed towards the gas station bathrooms, every few steps having to squeeze herself. A few tiny drips of pee made their way down her leg, but nothing drastic enough for anyone to notice. When she finally made it to the bathroom door, she felt like she'd finally found her oasis. Edith let out a giant sigh and tried for the door. It didn't budge. She tried again. “Hey! I'm peeing here!” Elias bellowed. “Elias?!” “Can I not just use the bathroom in peace?!” “Eli- I-I really need to go... can you please...” “Seriously, can you give me a damn minute?!” Edith could hear the sound of a fast, hard stream and it made her even more desperate. She was ready to let go, but she couldn't. She could hear that he had finished and had flushed, but he was taking his sweet time washing his hands. “Eli! Please! I really, really, really need to go!” A loud groan came from inside the bathroom. “I'm almost done, for god's sake!” Edith banged on the door again, “Hurry!” she shouted in a voice that was almost unrecognizably desperate. She was hopping and dancing, trying to keep it all in. None of it was working. She felt a leak and held herself tighter. Moving around wasn't helping, but standing still was next to impossible. She tried to hold her breath and close her eyes. She thought about the last time she'd been in this much trouble. During Spring Break, she went on a Girl Guides camping trip and had drank almost a whole two-liter cola as a dare from another girl in her cabin. She didn't have time to use the toilets before they left camp. Edith had to hold all that soda for what felt like an hour on the bus. Thankfully, the girl sitting next to her also needed to use the bathroom and they helped each other through the situation by distracting one another. Edith made the mistake of making her partner laugh, though, which ended in her bus mate losing control before they got back home. Edith still felt bad about that whole scenario. The girl who wet herself never came back to Guides. Edith knocked on the door again. “Elias! I-I have to go really b-badly! Please... let me go pee!” She heard the sink and Elias pushed the door open. “God, you're so impatient!” he grumbled. Edith gave him a half smile and let herself into the dirty bathroom. She didn't want to sit on the seat, but she had no choice. Time was running out. Another tiny trickle escaped into her already soaked panties. She pulled down her shorts with some difficulty and sat down on the grimy toilet seat, feeling a hard rush of urine... fill her underwear. Edith gasped, realizing her mistake. There was no going back now. The Paul Frank money on the front of her panties was completely soaked through and she could feel pee sticking to her hot skin. She looked down at her shorts and realized that they were much wetter than expected. A large wet spot had gathered at the crotch and backside of her shorts. She swore she'd held most of it in! Edith wanted to cry. She couldn't go back to the car with wet shorts. Her heart was throbbing with anxiety. She finished peeing and went to the sink, trying to wash the urine out of her panties and shorts. The water was just making everything worse. She tried to blow dry her clothes in the push-button hand dryer, but it barely worked. Tears streamed down Edith's face. She would never hear the end of this from Elias and Esther. She pulled on her soaking panties and drenched denim shorts and made her way back to the car. “Edie, honey, are you okay?” Mom asked. Edith shook her head. “I... I had an accident,” she whispered. “We've got some clean clothes for you in the back of the car,” Mom replied. “Your brother and sister don't even have to know.” She handed Edith a backpack and sent her back to the bathroom. But before she could wander off, she heard Elias snickering. “Ha! Did you pee your pants, Edie? That's hilarious!” he laughed. Esther rolled down the window of the front seat. “Oh my gosh, you peed your pants?! Are you, like five?!” Esther giggled mercilessly. Edith's lip quivered. She wanted to run away and cry, but she just stood there, trying to cover her soaked jeans.
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  16. View File Girl wets her black leggings This is a file I found a few weeks ago, enjoy. Submitter mrbobert Submitted 06/24/2019 Category Female videos Clothing Other  
  17. I knew I had to go for ages - I really should have went on my break - but I thought there'd be time later. But as my luck would have it, this was one of the busiest days I've ever worked. Customer after customer, no time to get away for even a second. My team leader was busy next to me, serving as quickly as she could, customer after customer, as my aching bladder got fuller and fuller - tighter and tighter with each passing minute. But I couldn't show it - I had to smile, stand straight and serve as best I could. But that wasn't the hard part. Coffee. That was the hard part. Watching each espresso drip into each cup, dripping and splashing. Pouring milk into each jug, each time - watching the bottles as they emptied, and feeling a pang of jealousy each time one emptied out entirely. Because my poor bladder meanwhile was begging for release. As time went on, it got harder and harder to hold - but the customers didn't let up. I was stuck to the till, not even a minute away from the bathroom. But I couldn't go. I couldn't leave my team leader on her own. So I put on a brave face, and I keep serving, ignoring the desperate calls from my bladder, begging to be let go. It felt like hours - customer after customer. No time to escape, no time to duck behind the counter - and all the mean time, I had to keep a straight face. But eventually, the queue died down - slowly but surely, until there was one customer remained. But my bladder wasn't going to wait for one customer. I stood on the spot, aching and trying my best to hide my need to go, sweat running down my face. Wave after desperate wave from my bladder until... A leak. I had to respond - I felt my body jolt on the spot as my bladder began to give way - there was nothing I could do! But it wouldn't be long now...I just had to serve this last customer and then...Four more walked in. It was hopeless, and I knew it. And as another hot jet hit the insides of my thighs, It was safe to say my bladder knew it too. I couldn't grab myself - I couldn't make a scene and embarrass myself or my team leader. So what could I do? As the next customer stepped to the till, I relaxed. I felt my body thank me immediately with a hot shiver of relief up my spine. At the same time, I was immediately aware of a hot burst in my underwear as my bladder began to drain itself into them. My face went bright red as I do my best to look natural as I ask the customer what I can get for him. He casts me an odd look as I blush, but he's nonetheless completely unaware that I'm currently emptying my bladder as we talk. I hope. From my side I can hear it splash onto the floor, and I can just about make out a hiss as it floods out of me. I can certainly feel the warmth as it blossoms out of my groin, spreads down my thighs, calves, and eventually shoes, where it soaks in. I have to stand still now - every single movement makes my shoes squish as warm pee saturates them. All the while, I'm trying to keep a casual smile as I serve the gentleman on the other side of the till. From the corner of my eye, I can see that my team leader has noticed - she's gone red herself as she watches me having my accident. I continue to serve the customer, directing him to enter his card into our machine, enter his PIN, and wait for the receipt. As I bend down to pick the receipt out the machine I take a look at the damage - the puddle beneath me - my soaked jeans, and my once-white shoes. I feel myself go even redder as I stand back up, handing the receipt back to the customer. He smiles at me and walks out. And as if fate itself was mocking me personally, the queue is gone. I'm left stood alone at the till, still emptying my bladder, as my team leader watches. It barely lasted a minute, but it felt like an hour as I was stood there, waiting for my bladder to finally finish. I stand in the puddle for a moment, letting my jeans cool down, and letting my face grow even redder, knowing that I'll eventually have to turn around and look my team leader in the eyes.
  18. Gaming + Holding 01 View File This was my first session of holding and gaming live on Discord, playing Ori and the Blind Forest. It lasted for almost 3 hours before I lost it - you can choose to watch it as I slowly show more and more signs of my need, or skip to the last 40 minutes or so where the need is more intense and obvious. Thanks @Pistachio for the support and for being my hype girl. Credit where it's due: Dude on top left - Miri-kun's Milk Tea! Buy the doujin in https://mirihtmr.itch.io/milktea (translation available with it!) and support miri here https://www.patreon.com/miricomics Pic on the side, not the same pic but same artist - https://twitter.com/brown_tail/status/838067004204437504 https://twitter.com/rennniuzumi/status/847773543714574336 Ralsei on the top - Wakko pic - this one I don't know. I could never track a source for it. Currently it only exists hosted in rule34.paheal. Submitter EmesiraGimil Submitted 06/24/2019 Category Desperation Clothing Shorts