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So, I've recently become fascinated with the concept of 'nurse/teacher bladders', where basically because nurses and teachers don't get time to pee throughout the day they just hold it for longer and longer - and as such their bladder gets bigger and bigger. I've seen a lot of videos on TikTok of women talking about this and about their unique bladder capacity, but not much noteworthy, which is why I'm turning to you guys. I'm not a leech, so here are some videos to give you a taster of what I'm looking for. Or, if you don't have anything, just saying you're into this kind of thing too would mean a lot 😊 Nurse bladder 1.mp4 Nurse bladder scan 2.mp4 Nurse bladder scan.mp4
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From the album: Accidents Happen
Lux had a genuine accident and Serena comforts him <3-
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CHAPTER 1 Ms. Chandler was a good-looking art teacher for her age. Lots of the male teachers and students thought that for 35 she was pretty attractive. Her hips were kind of big, but some meat on the legs was hotter on a woman than skin and bones. That day she had on tan, tight pants and brown shoes. She wore a white top and orange dress jacket, and her brown hair tied into a bun. Across the hall was Ms. Kringle. An English teacher with a muscular body, tan skin, curly blonde hair, and that day had on white heels, tight blue jeans, and a tight green shirt. Late twenties, and man did she raise the blood pressure of some of the boys in class. Down the other end was Ms. Marison. Black hair tied up in a ponytail, thin legs, but a shaped butt, and wore a white button down dress shirt that day and tight tan pants and brown high heels. Then, a student teacher named Ms. Jennie was teaching her class in math. She was tall, brown hair tied in a ponytail, nice breasts, and they showed in her tight, dark blue shirt. Just like her nice legs in those tight white pants. Ms. Kelso was a red head with long hair, bright skin and long, tan legs that were athletic-fit. She wore a short black skirt, blue tight top, and heels. They all had something in common. They were in their late-twenties to mid-thirties, attractive, and they all had a big cup of coffee before work, and refilled at school before first class. They all just taught two classes in a row and as one could imagine, their coffees had them feeling a bit of a build up in their bladders that felt hot and a little pushing. Ms. Chandler sat in her chair whistling as her students finished their works. Her legs crossed. She wasn’t dying to go (yet) but who knew? What if they had a fire drill, a lockdown, she worried. The bell rang, and she along with the other teachers in their classrooms got up, guided their students out, and were ready to move forward for relief. Ms. Kelso locked her room door and began to walk off but was pulled back. Her key was stuck in the door. She yanked on it but no use. “Oh no,” she said worried, her legs shook. She clenched her fit tan legs together as she fought for her keys. Her room key was also the teacher lavatory key. Her glasses fogged as sweat dripped from her head. “Come on!” she begged as she put a foot on the wall and pulled back and got her key out. She thanked the lord and ran off. “Damn!” she said. She saw the school’s one teacher’s lavatory (they had a small school) with a line of the four other teachers outside of it. That only made the pressure in her build up. All five waited in line. The order went Chandler at the front, then Kringle, Marison, Jennie, and Kelso. Their legs went from a crossed to foot tapping motion as their lips did that sexy pounce like they want to kiss as they waited, annoyed how long it was taking. When Ms. Chandler had gotten there before first she stuck her key in to enter the one person bathroom, but no good. It was locked from the inside. She struggled with turning her key as someone was locked within. She stepped back as she heard from behind the door them releving themselves making her own pains worse. “Of all days to have to pee bad, right?” Ms. Chandler said to the girls behind her. The other teachers nodded in agreement. Ms. Kringle had her hands in her jeans pockets. She bounced a little in place. Marison looked at her watch as she waved back and forth feeling her inner preasure slowly build up to more discomfort. Marison said, “Um, ladies…there’s only a minute before the bell.” They all looked like they had seen a ghost. “Oh, oh!” A couple of them said. Due to safety policies for students teachers had to be back in classes before the bell. There was no way they were all going to get to go. Ms. Chandler knocked on the door. “Um, excuse me?” “Just a sec!” the voice behind said. “It’s just the bell is almost here. We all need to go, so please wrap it up.” After about twenty seconds, Chandler was going to knock again, but the occupant came out. It was a student, senior Lizzie Banks. The Principal’s daughter. Their jaws all dropped. “Hey!” Marison said. “You’re not suppose to be in there. It’s our bathroom.” Lizzie put her hands on her hips. “Like I care. Daddy gave me keys to every room in the school in case of emergency. Besides it’s impossible to put makeup on in the student bathrooms with a crowd in there.” She wasn’t even going to the bathroom, yet made all these poor teachers and their filled bladders wait. “Whatever,” Chandler said. She started to walk in, but the bell rang. They all had to go back to class. NO CHOICE! They moaned and walked back, except for Ms. Kelso who was at the end of the line and dancing pretty much. “Well I lucked out!” she said. “Next two classes are off for me!” And there she went, into the bathroom, panties pulled down, and letting it all out. She let out a sigh of relief. The others were so jealous. Would they get to as wel?...... TO BE CONTINUED…