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Hey everyone, here's my first attempt at writing anything in years. From the perspective of a crafty ultrasound tech (non-con). "Alright, hop off now. You're all done" I told my patient. She carefully slid off the table before taking quick, ginger steps outside my office and toward the bathroom. I went into the waiting room to see my last patient of the day. He was freckle faced cutie in his mid-twenties with curly locks. His name was Parker, and I saw him for a pelvic ultrasound a couple weeks ago. Last time the poor thing practically tripped over his jeans as he ran out of my office, leaking and spurting. Parker was doubled over, tensing his thighs and breathing laboriously. It was 5:15 and he had been scheduled for 4:30. "Hey Parker, come on in." The young man stood up slowly and followed me with an awkward gait. "Hop up on the table. I'm sorry for the wait, I scheduled you for the end of the day to give you a little more privacy" I half-lied. He blushed and darted his eyes to the ground. I locked my office door behind us and he didn't seem to notice. The privacy was perfect, but it was only part of my plan. He wasn't getting off easy this time. I gave him a little step stool to get up on the table, and told him to lie down. "Alright Parker, raise your shirt a little, unbutton your jeans and slide them just past your pubic bone," I instructed. The anxious boy followed while squeezing his thighs together tightly. "Now just relax, take a couple deep breaths," I said. Parker took a breath and shivered, getting goosebumps all over his body. I like to keep the office a bit colder than necessary and wear a cardigan myself. I love the effect it has on my desperate patients, especially when combined with the cool gel. My poor boy was sweating, shaking and I hadn't touched him yet. I dabbed his forehead with a paper towel. He opened his big brown eyes, looked straight into mine, and I could see tears start to well. "Don't worry, Parker. We'll get through this quickly and you won't have to come back, ok?" I whispered sweetly in his ear. "Ok" he closed his eyes again and braced for the ultrasound. He tried to keep from shivering as I applied the gel. I grabbed my probe and gently laid it on his stomach, right above his belly button. His bladder was bulging and his muscles were all tensed up. "You're doing so good for me" I whispered, this time a little sultrier, "such a good boy". He seemed to notice the change in my voice and shifted his body. I started moving the probe gently across his abdomen. As I looked at the monitor, I noticed his bladder was way too full for the scan. Normally I would have my patient release a little and return, but I couldn't let this squirming little cutie go. Parker's face was pink with effort, and his whole body was shaking trying to hold in the flood. Once I moved the probe lower onto his bladder, he groaned in discomfort. "It's ok, sweetheart. Why don't you grab hold of your cock for me?" He looked up at me a little bewildered. "Well, wouldn't it help you hold if you could squeeze off the exit?" The desperate boy, in no position to argue, grabbed hold of his cock and started squeezing against the contractions of his bladder. "Turn on your right side" I said softly, tucking a curl behind his ear. His cock stiffened in his hands. He groaned and turn his body over slowly, so as to not aggravate the contents of his bladder further. "That's my good boy," I said and wiped the gel off his stomach. Since I wasn't going to get any images, I wanted to feel his bladder for myself. I stood behind him and gently placed one palm on his lower abdomen, pushing the rest of his body back into me. His cute little ass ended up grinding against my pussy as he tried to escape my hand. I gently palpated his bladder, bulging from his pubic area all the way past his belly button. It was so firm to the touch and I wondered how much time he had before the inevitable. "Please!" he yelled out, surprising even himself. "Ok, I'll help", I said as I grabbed his cock too. I squeezed nice and tight below his head. "Nothing is coming out until I say so, ok? We have to finish your exam." I said sternly. He whined like a puppy and flapped his thighs before squeezing them tight again. Poor thing, I thought, knowing he would have to come back and go through all of this a third time. I started slowly pumping his little cock, and Parker began to moan. At this point he must've been seeing stars. His arms slumped, he stopped trying to exert control and gave himself up completely. I continued to stroke his little cock firmly while breathing a little heavily into his ear. "Please" he said more quietly, with wanting. I didn't know whether he was asking to piss or for me to continue, but I took the opportunity to lead the way. "Stay nice and hard for me, sweetie. It'll be so much easier for you to hold it." I purred. At this point my patient was drooling on the table, desperately in need. I could feel his heart pounding fast and his cock getting ever harder. I pinned his left shoulder down, forcing the boy to fall harshly on his back, sloshing his bladder. "Fuck!" he yelled out. "Now, there's no need for that kind of language in my office young man," I reprimanded him. "Sorry--gotta piss--sorry" was all I got out of him. His eyes were squeezed shut and his breathing became shallow. "You'll have your time," I said "right after I'm done with you, you can race down to the bathroom and finally have a nice, long, relaxing piss" I teased. He whined again as I kept a steady hand down on his bladder and continued stroking with the other. He groaned in pain and tried to curl into himself. "Please please I have to pee so badly can we reschedule please?" he begged me. "Sorry dear, I'm all booked up and won't have another appointment for six weeks. Let's try to make it through this one and it'll be your last," I lied. "AH!!" He yelped and his hands flew down to his cock, squeezing mine too as he desperately fought for control. "Please I can't anymore I can't!" he cried. He tried to get up, but couldn't fight with his bladder so full. He gasped and tears started to flow down his pretty cheeks. "It's ok, I know it hurts but it's going to be ok. You're a a big boy and you're going to hold all that hot piss inside for me until we're finished." I tried to pry his hands off his cock but he kept squirming away. I gave him a quick slap, which took him by surprise, and grabbed his jaw in my hand. "Listen to me Parker, the only way you're getting through this is by following my instructions carefully. Is that understood?" The scared young man nodded in submission. "Good," I said, "Now take your hands off that cock." The sweaty, pained boy carefully lifted finger after finger, with a gentle sob. "PLEASE--" he cried, and I slapped him again. This time harder. The sting felt warm against my palm and I lingered on his cheek, wiping away his tears. The other hand went down to squeeze him. "Watch your tone with me," I told him. To his horror, I loosened my grip on his cock, and he immediately began to spurt. I squeezed him shut and he groaned loudly. His piss dribbled down, wetting his jeans and briefs. I started to let go every few seconds, and spurt after spurt leaked out of his abused little cock. Bit by bit, I allowed him relief, a few seconds at a time. By the time Parker was able to empty half his bladder, he was completely exhausted. He managed to gather himself once the worst of the urgency wore off, and wiped away his tears. "You were such a good boy for me," I whispered tenderly, and let him empty the rest of his bladder uninterrupted. His eyes rolled back into his head with pleasure. "Let's get you cleaned up and send you home."
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After some amazing experiences with controlling bladders to the point of failure, I love the idea of someone being made to do a challenge/having a challenge done to them (like pressing their bladder) that makes them have an accident. See below for some of my favourites. Would love if anyone wants to add to this (particularly OC) https://thisvid.com/videos/tied-up-pee-holding-contest/ https://thisvid.com/videos/pissqueen/ https://thisvid.com/videos/full-bladder-fisting2/ https://thisvid.com/videos/peeing136/ https://thisvid.com/videos/haya-s-desperation-challenges/ https://thisvid.com/videos/wetting-game/
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(Self-indulgent self insert warning) "Shhhhhhh...Now, darling." I whisper, "I want you to be my submissive little pet for the day," I caress his face, "Purr for me like a good kitty, now," I instruct, scratching underneath his chin. He chuckles through his gag and proceeds to let out a gurgled groan, "Oh, how cute you sound making noises like that...Purring just for me~" I can't contain my laughter as I massage along his jawline, my heart racing with excitement. I sit on top of him just below the chest and he grunts, almost struggling to breathe under my weight, "tell me..." I begin tying his wrists to the bed posts, "How much tea did you drink earlier? If I remember correctly...You served yourself two cups..." I tighten the rope until he moans, "After that...I gave you five more..." I tighten the other rope, "Seven cups? Wow...your pretty little body can hold a lot~" I slide my body down to put my weight over his visibly overextended bladder and he nearly sobs, a tear trickling down his face, "Oh, poor baby~ You really need to go, huh?" I can feel him squirming beneath me and tugging against the ropes with lust in his eyes. He's enjoying this as much as I am. I lick the tear from his face and start bouncing myself over his bladder rhythmically. He tries to hold back his whimpers, but gives in when I increase the pressure, whining and squeaking with need and pleasure equally, "Can you hold it, darling?" he stares deeply into my eyes. By the look he's giving me, I can tell he can barely hold it. I grin and lift myself off of him and he pants heavily, writhing in needy bliss, "Hey...it's alright...you can let it out now. I know you need to...We wouldn't want it to start hurting." I kiss his neck, "Darling kitten~ Will you purr for me again when you relieve yourself?" I begin rubbing his bladder in gentle circles, causing him to leak in his pants. I watch the urine dribble down and form a small puddle below him. He purrs and moans before fully letting go. A strong rush of fluid bursts from the fabric of his pants. He gasps and lets out a particularly erotic moan as the relief takes over his body. It seems that at that same moment, he'd reached orgasm, as the urine was mixed with thick white in the rapidly growing puddle. I push into his bladder to make sure he fully empties it before giving him a moment to calm his rapid breathing, "So cute...you're shaking...Feel better?" He looks at me, sighs, and snuggles up to me before closing his eyes. I hold him and stroke his hair until he's fast asleep. I'll get him washed up when he wakes.
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(Fictional) So, you’ll never guess how bizarre my experience was telling my girlfriend Emilia my feelings. So, we’re both girls and she was always talking about how much she liked this guy or that guy or who knows what. Yet, when push came to shove and said guys ever tried to make a move on her, she’d reject them without a blink. She’s beautiful you see, I mean you look at her and think she should go into modelling, and we know how competitive that is. To me she was my best friend, someone I really connected with. She is smart, cunning, beautiful, err… See, I had a crush on her for years at this point but we’d been friends since high school and I never heard her once mention being into girls unless it was in a fake sorta “girl crush celebrity crush” thing. I didn’t want to risk messing up our friendship since she’s probably not into girls. But, there were moments where I wondered if just maybe she felt the same. The glint in her eye when we’d be talking for hours, the way that she laughed at my jokes that no one else did. This story took place when we were both 19 and freshmen at the same University. And of course, here we were again, talking about- “BOYS! am I right?” she said throwing her head back in laughter. “He should just give it up” I laughed. If you’re curious about how we look I’ll give you a quick description. My name’s Amanda, I’m 5’6, slim build, I have curly long blonde hair and a few small light freckles around my nose. I have light blue eyes and have been told I’m “crazy girly,” So that’s me lol. Amelia is about the same height as me, slim build, has gorgeous long brown hair that she curls the bottom of, light brown eyes, and is girly too but doesn’t wear dresses everyday like I do. Anyways, back to the story. Then the bell rang and it was time to go home. Amelia said she would come over to my place to study Chemistry together. She was quite a bit better at it than me so I of course was in. As we were about to leave the school Amelia stopped walking for a second. “Actually, I’m just gonna run to the bathroom for a sec, all that lemonade went right through me." It had been a pretty hot day earlier. We did indeed drink quite a lot of water and juice to stay hydrated. Now it was about 5:30p.m. and a nice cool breeze had picked up making the temperature rather perfect. I just stood outside the doors and enjoyed it. A moment later Amelia returned, “darn, they’re being cleaned right now.” “You could probably just go in anyways.” I said. “It’s okay, I’ll wait till we’re at your place.” she said. Funny enough, Amelia was a bit shy when it came down to it, so it’s not unlike her to not want to disturb someone just doing their job cleaning. We began our 30 minute walk to my student residence. I lived in a small house I rented with 3 other students. They were all on exchange programs right now so I had the place to myself for a while. After about 5 minutes of walking I noticed Amelia was sort of gripping the front of her shirt every so often and walking a little strange. I’ve always fantasized about omorashi practically as long as I can remember. So I couldn’t help myself but wonder and asked. “You alright?” “Hmm?” she said. “You’re just walking a little weirdly, did you hurt your foot or something?” She laughed a little. “No no, honestly I just really need to pee. I didn’t realize how bad it was. Haven’t had to go this bad in forever.” “We could go back if you’d like?” I offered (secretly hoping she’d say no). “It’s fine, we’re already on our way. I can hold it.” she said. We continued talking about our days at school, we took different courses so our schedules were completely different. I noticed that the more minutes that passed the more erratic her breathing became and she began to stutter just a little every so often. I couldn’t help but feel incredibly hot and aroused. I didn’t know what to do, I just wanted this moment to last longer and kept stealing glances at her trying not to make it obvious that I was pretty much staring. I notice her inching her hands downwards as if trying to resist holding herself in front of me and people we were walking by. She was trying to act normal, how cute I thought. About ten minutes from my place she stood still and crossed her legs suddenly and her face went a bit red. I turned and looked at her. “You okay, Emilia?” “Sorry, I just needed to cross my legs. Fuck, I need to go pee.” she said. “We’re almost there” I said. I put my hand on her shoulder and gently stroked her arm. She looked up at me and I smiled at her. She collected herself and took a deep breath. “Okay, I can make it," she said. I was going crazy inside. I couldn’t help it, I basically loved this girl and here she was playing out my biggest fantasy. What was I supposed to do? I couldn’t clear my mind of all the things I wanted to do with her right now. We walked even slower to try and make it easier for her moving her legs less. We got to my front porch after 10 minutes and she stood at the base of the three steps leading up to my front door. “…just.. give me a sec.” she said. She bent over and took a couple more deep breaths. She stood up as straight as she could and walked very slowly up the steps and stood beside me. All I wanted was for this to last longer, to pretend I forgot my keys maybe. But I also didn’t want her to be in discomfort longer than needed if she’s suffering or something. I took out my keys and began fumbling with them to grab the right one. I looked at her and noticed she was holding herself bluntly now and bent over a bit staring at my hands as I put the key into the lock and turned it. She began to dance just a little on the spot and bent her head down as I opened the door. It was so fucking cute, I must have been red as well. I was about to open the door when she did her best to stand up and looked right into my eyes and said. “I really don’t know if I can make it inside Amanda,” she looked so sad. I could see tears welling up in her eyes just a little. And she was not one to cry, I mean barely ever have I seen her shed a tear in all these years. “You can, it’s just a few more steps.” I said. “I really can’t, if I move I think it’ll start coming out,” she said, her voice a little shaky. I guess I really just couldn’t hold back after she said that.” “Want me to help?” I asked. “You could lean on me or something.” (I really was wishing I could help in another way though.) She looked at me with her big brown eyes and gave me a little nod. I just stood there for a second. Mesmerized. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The girl I was helplessly in love with standing in front of me, looking right into my eyes, desperate and unable to hold it in well enough to walk. I seriously couldn’t move either for that moment, it was a bit of a long moment though so she eventually began to look a little puzzled at me while beginning to dance just a little again. “Amanda?” She asked. “Sorry- I just uhhh…” I put my hand out slowly on her shoulder again and gently stroked down her arm to her hand. I noticed her face go redder. She crossed her legs together tightly and took my hand into hers and held it firmly. She looked at me with a pained glance. And that was all I could take. I walked right up to her and looked into her eyes and began moving in slowly to kiss her. Really slowly to see if she’d pull back or try to stop me. But instead she closed her eyes and moved in and kissed me right then. She gripped my hand even tighter and we began kissing passionately and I put my hand around her back and held gently onto her hair as we kept kissing. I noticed her body moving a bit erratically as we kissed and wondered how she was doing with that situation still. I tried to look down out of the corner of my eye and noticed her legs shaking a little and her free hand holding herself tightly digging her fingers right in to her jeans to hold on. I pulled back for a moment and without saying anything I opened the door and helped her step inside and closed the door behind us. I turned around to see her still standing right by me, unable to move from holding herself and crossing her legs. Even so, she was still staring at me smiling a little and took one hand to pull me back to her. I placed my hands on her shoulders and turned her slightly so her back was facing the wall. Then I led her backwards and pressed her against it. I looked at her and began kissing her again suddenly and moved my right hand off her shoulder and moved it slowly down her side and over her butt and rested it there for a moment. God her body is hot. I felt back up and squeezed her boob. She let out a slight moan. My hand wondered right to her crotch where her other hand was holding firmly. I began to try and put my hand under hers and heard her whimper a little with concern. I looked at her and once my hand was under hers I held her as firmly as she had been. She breathed out in relief and I saw her relax just a little with my help. This was all so surreal, I could not believe it was happening. I began rubbing my hand slowly up and down and she began moaning so softly into my ear. I used my other hand to unbutton her jeans and zip them down. She moaned out louder as my finger unzipping the zipper went over and pressed her bladder softly. I looked at her. “Can I take these off?” She nodded and I could tell she was bracing herself and I took my hand away from holding her crotch. I then quickly pulled her jeans down over her hips and slid them down to her ankles where she slowly and carefully stepped out of them. I quickly opened the sofa bed just a few feet away and led her slowly over to it. She held onto herself the whole time and sat down on the sofa. I got on top of it beside her and gently laid her backwards and she shifted up so she was completely on it lying down now. Still holding herself and whimpering just a little. I could tell she was in a lot of discomfort. I laid beside her and put one arm under her head, holding her to me slightly. I then stroked down her body with my other hand and lightly over her bladder. She winced. I tried to move her hand away from her crotch but she wouldn’t let go. “I’m going to wet myself if I do that…” she said worriedly. I began to kiss her again and as I did slowly maneuvered my hand under her holding her firmly again at first but as we continued kissing I very slowly reduced my firm hold and began stroking her over her panties. For a moment she seemed to give in and started kissing me harder and moaning louder. Then she suddenly squeezed her legs together tightly and I felt the smallest damp spot on her panties. She pulled back. “I’m sorry, I can’t hold it if you do that.” “It’s okay, just relax.” I said, seeing the pained expression on her face. I doubt it was easy for her to stop herself there, it probably hurt a little. I kissed her again and gently tried spreading her legs. She wasn’t moving them at first and I started to just press on her clit and stroke her with her legs closed. She was shaking just a little and moaning as she put her hand around my back and dug her nails in a little. I then put my hand under her panties gently, avoiding her bladder, and tried to move my fingers down. She moaned louder and opened her legs finally to allow my hand to touch directly on her clit. I began rubbing it and she gasped. She clenched her legs together. I whispered “It’s okay, relax Amelia.” as I used my arm to press on her bladder a little. She dug her nails harder into my back. “-but…” I pressed harder on her bladder and pushed at her legs with my hand. She opened them and I immediately started stroking her clit fast and with more pressure. I felt her body tense fiercely under me as she moaned out. I cut her moan short as I kissed her hard and I felt her body relax under me as she released her nails from my back. I felt it right away, she started peeing right on my hand as I continued stroking her. She pulled away from my kiss and started moaning so loudly and smiling with relief. I kept rubbing her clit as I felt her stream strong against my fingers and not seeming to ever end. When she finally stopped peeing, she continued moaning and I kept up my pace. She held onto the bed with both her hands and dug in her fingers. “I’m cumming!” she said. I saw her stomach clench and relax as she moaned out so loud I thought the neighbours might hear. I just stared at her as she orgasmed, I couldn’t help it. I stop and leaned in, kissing her once more. We lay there in silence for a moment. “What just happened?” she finally said, smiling and laughing a little. “Well, I’d been meaning to tell you…” I said, laughing myself. “I kinda guessed. I feel the same way about you, I just suck at saying anything,” she smiled. And that’s how we found out we liked each other. We’ve had many more amazing experiences together since and we’re still together. Funny enough, she later told me she had never had a pee fetish before but that day had changed everything for her. *note: I didn't really proof read this so hopefully the grammar is okay. If you have any story requests let me know! Any feedback is appreciated, lmk what you think of this story ^.^
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