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  1. Bees

    An Extreme Hold!

    Hey, I'm back! 😄 As you may know, I ran out of ideas with my last story, but if this goes like I think I will, then this one won't end as abruptly, and I can keep it going for a while. ^_^ My basic idea for this one is, a girl who enjoys holding it wakes up one day and decides to hold for a long period of time. You guys get to choose the girl, how long she holds for (or tries to), what she does, who she meets, and where she goes. (When she finally loses it, I will keep it going with later stories of the girl and her friends. c:) First of all, we'll have to pick the girl. What is her age? I'm thinking anywhere from 15-25, but any age is fine. Her hair colour? Any colour is fine, really. 😛 Her bust size? Doesn't have to be exact, either, 'big' and 'small' work just as well. Her holding capacity? Her name? And finally, is she just a human? Or should we mix this up and make her a neko? (And depending on the girl in question, I might be able to make a picture of her in the program I use called Kisekae 2. :P)
  2. Isn’t it strange how we are all innately shy about asking to use someone else’s bathroom? I mean we all know they have one, we all need to go regularly yet there seems to be some social taboo about asking to use someone’s smallest room for what is a necessary daily function. On the other hand that creates a few scenarios that lovers of desperation, like us, can enjoy. It also means that I fondly remember each and every time anyone has asked to use my bathroom. Here are a few of those events: My church friend. Elizabeth was a regular at my house. By regular I mean every two or three days. She wasn't working and was lonely and rather much the clingy kind of person who comes a little too often and stays longer than you might prefer. Even so it was still rare for her to ask to use the bathroom and she did live just five minutes walk away so I guess there was never really a need. She was, however, comfortable enough to regularly put the kettle on and help herself to biscuits! One afternoon though I was busy doing housework in my kitchen when I heard the doorbell. I wasn’t expecting anyone and I was sure for once it would not be Elizabeth as she was a single parent of two young kids and school was due out in about 15 minutes. I made my way through the kitchen, through the living room and out to the front door. The set up of that house was rather unusual in that the only bathroom was downstairs and right opposite the front door! As I had been washing floors etc the door was wide open to allow the floor to dry. I opened the door to find Elizabeth standing there with one hand frantic between her legs, jumping up and down, bent over, jiggling about from one foot to the other and generally looking like she had not used a bathroom in so long she was about to flood my front garden and porch! I had never in my life seen her in such a state. Despite it being absolutely obvious what she may be wanting by calling at my door I acted shocked and ignorant as she continued to try and stay calm and tell me what she wanted. She danced frantically about with one hand between her legs, quickly followed by both hands there as she said she had been visiting a friend at hospital then had to get a bus back and she had been on the bus almost half an hour so bursting for the toilet and that she was running late to pick her kids up but she was passing my house and just absolutely, urgently, so desperately HAD to find a bathroom as she needed to pee so so bad it was dribbling down her legs! Of course I stood to the side and watched as she hobbled into the toilet that she had been facing all that time and I just stood there listening as she kicked the door shut and peed for over two minutes! Of course when she came out I offered to run her in my car to get her kids as they were only 5 and 8 and I was concerned about them getting out of school with no-one there for them! She came out so relieved yet so embarrassed looking and from then on she came to visit a little less often. The salesman This was in the same house. It was number 113 and was the very last house in the street. Behind the house was a huge grass area that lead to another housing estate and there were pathways leading in several directions. While it may have been the last house in the street it was a semi-detached house on a corner with a crescent running along perpendicular to the main one we were on. The main road was at the opposite end of the street so any salesmen, postmen, or delivery drivers etc always started at the main road entrance and worked their way into the scheme. After my house you had a dead end so you would have to do an about turn to head out again. I loved the quietness of that end of the scheme and it meant I had the biggest front corner garden with a huge front drive compared to everyone else. Anyway, as I said, anyone targeting the houses for sales or religion or so forth would have been doing so for several hours before they got to my house. One evening I was sitting watching TV in my lounge when I could see two people walking down my drive. It was still just daylight and I was home alone. I was not concerned at all about opening the door back then so when the bell rang I got up and went to open the door. I knew they were salespeople of some sort but I didn’t like to be rude and guessed they had been out for a while by this time of night so at least decided I should hear them out. They had a well rehearsed speech going on between them both and what seemed like a genuine rapport. What I did notice right away though was that one of them, a young man in his twenties with neatly trimmed hair, smart suit trousers, a shirt, tie and company issue waistcoat on, seemed very distracted. He was looking around the back of my house, looking at a tree beside my porch lots and shifting about from foot to foot. I wondered if he perhaps had a rather full bladder but I was soon to find out for definite. The two of them continued on with their well worn sales pitch but this one gent was seemingly struggling more and more. He was stepping on and off my small porch like some sort of rhythmic dance and then pausing to cross his legs then start the up and down the step routine again. He then leaned on my porch and tapped his foot rhythmically up and down, all the time spouting out about double glazing or roofs or whatever he was trying to sell me. Finally after about 15 minutes their pitch came to an end and they asked if I had considered whatever it was blah blah and would I like a quote for this or that. To be honest I was far too transfixed by mr handsome who was making me very horny with his desperation dance on my doorstep and the only thing I wanted to do was delay them to see what might happen next! I am sure the site of my bathroom door opposite with the obvious door sign saying ‘bathroom’ was taunting him even more too. I couldn’t resist saying I HAD been considering those new windows, or whatever and they really were making me think that my current set up was long due a rethink. I never buy from sales people at my door but there was no harm in chatting to them just a little longer now was there? I was so turned on now. My nipples were hard and erect, my pussy lips were swollen and moist and my body was so responsive. The man in front of me was dying for a pee, he was handsome, same age as me approximately and driving me wild. Of course I knew there was only so long they would stay and then they began their closure of taking my details, address and so on. My porch had a small wall to lean on so the bursting boy was trying to write my details down leaning on this tiled area. By now he was really struggling and as he leaned slightly forwards and down he slid one hand in front of his trousers in hope the porch wall would hide him and he was clearly holding himself as he jigged and bounced his legs. His colleague was asking me the relevant questions as desperate salesboy tried holding back his bladder and writing simultaneously. I smiled as his colleague asked if he was ok. A fool could see he was on the verge of peeing himself at a young ladies doorstep while working but the desperate man just moaned back which sent shivers through me. Finally the standing still man asked his utterly desperate friend if there was any questions he had forgotten to ask me to which suddenly the young man turned and faced me, pen and paper abandoned on my tiled porch, both his hands clutching his penis for dear life, bend over and with tears behind his eyes, he looked right into my eyes and asked so politely ‘Could I possibly use your bathroom madam?’ I smiled, looked deep into his eyes and winked at him. ‘Of course, be my guest.’ And I pointed to the door in front. Now to say that man peed would be an understatement indeed! I heard every millilitre come out and the sigh of relief he expressed too. I was almost having an orgasm in my pants! He came out and thanked me and they went on their way. As they walked down my drive I heard bursting boy telling his mate how he had never had to piss like that in his life and that he had started going while writing my details down. I locked the door, drew my living room curtains and masterbated immediately lying on my couch replaying what I had just seen. I never did buy what they were selling but they are welcome back at my door anytime!
  3. Hey guys. Some of you might remember a story of extreme female desperation I posted over a year ago about Karl and his wife Kate, called The Wife Who Had To Hold It. I mentioned at the time that I wanted to come back to these characters to write another story with them sometime later, and well, now's the time to do it I feel. If you haven't read the previous story (it's a good one but very long), it's not necessary to enjoy this story, it only explains a bit of the background between Kate & Karl. ====== Groundhog's Day for Kate, Part #1 If you've read my previous stories about my sexy wife Kate, than you'll know how she's prideful of her bladder of steel. You'll know how Kate is such a big environmentalist that she pees as infrequently as possible to save water on flushing the toilet. That was how I was able to talk Kate into us installing a urinal in our home bathroom. You'll also know how Kate agreed years ago to only let herself take a piss after I had peed in our home urinal 3 times since Kate's last piss. And you'll know how I built up enough of an iron bladder over the years to last over 24 hours without a piss, and therefore deny Kate a piss for several days in a row. Despite how many years me and Kate have been living under the rules of this challenge, I had never been able to crack Kate's bladder once. I've made Kate extremely desperate, and seemingly only seconds away from pissing herself. But never once had Kate lost control of her perfect iron bladder, Kate was always able to hold it until she was finally allowed to pee under the rules of our challenge. Over the years Kate had become quite smug about the fact that I had never once been able to best her iron bladder, even with the rules rigged heavily in my favor. On top of that, Kate always without exception drank 3 gallons of fluids (or more!) in a day as part of her diet, and because we lived in a hot climate. I drank a lot of fluids myself in day, but nowhere near as much as Kate did. Over the years I had tried to challenge Kate to keep on waiting after my 3rd piss until she couldn't wait any longer. But Kate's response was always one of the following, or a combination of them: 1. "You know the rules Karl. If you want to see me wait longer, than you'll have to learn how to hold it in longer". 2. "You'll never break my iron bladder Karl. I'm much too tough a lady and tough of a wife to ever lose control of my iron bladder". 3. "Why would I ever agree to continue to hold it until I can't wait anymore Karl? I like winning, and that's a bet even I would lose, eventually". 4. "Me lose control of my bladder? That'll never happen Karl. I can hold on a lot longer than you think". One day Kate took pity on me after I was forced yet again to take my 3rd piss and let Kate finally empty herself. "If you really want to try to beat my iron bladder Karl, you should try to drink a lot more fluids throughout the day" Kate said as she sat herself on the toilet. "But I already drink a lot of fluids throughout the day Kate" I replied as Kate began to calmly piss a gusher. Though Kate tried to look like she had barely needed to go after over 3 days of holding it, the relief written across her face clearly said otherwise. "But not as much as me Karl, you drink a little more than 2 gallons a day at most, while I always drink 3 gallons a day or more. Try it Karl, keep up with my drinking for a while and give your bladder a workout. Of course you won't be able to hold it as long at first with all those extra drinks Karl, but that'll be your goal to work for to improve your bladder". "Sure you're not just trying to make things easier on yourself for a while Kate" I asked her. "Just the opposite Karl" Kate had replied smoothly as she continued to piss a gusher. "I enjoy challenging myself to hold it even longer. I want you to hold it longer so that I have no choice but to hold it even longer. Besides... maybe it'll help you finally beat me one of these days". At first I didn't listen to Kate's suggestion. But then after some more encouragement and pestering from Kate I decided to try it. It took me several months to work myself up to peeing just once a day again instead of twice a day under my greater liquid intake, but Kate's advice did help a lot. Kate started to drink even more herself throughout the day at the same time. Kate went from drinking 3 gallons a day to drinking closer to 4 gallons a day. While this was going on, I tried to figure out the same thing I had for years. How could I arrange a situation where Kate had no choice but to continue to wait and hold it for hours or even days longer after I took my third piss? I tried to pee at places or times when I knew Kate couldn't or wouldn't pee, like in my last story, but I could never delay her trip to the toilet long enough for me to need to take a 4th piss, let alone for Kate to lost control of her iron bladder. Not even camping trips, far from any kind of public toilets that Kate would use, had been able to break Kate's iron bladder in the past. One day however a new tactic dawned on me. I didn't have to try to arrange situations to endlessly stall Kate's much needed visit to the toilet when she was allowed to go under our rules. Instead, I could use Kate's own pride to keep her waiting if I pushed her buttons just right at the right opportunity. That opportunity came one day on a Sunday evening. I had been holding it for the last 24 hours, and I had been quite desperate since the mid-afternoon. But finally, by 9 PM, after 24 hours of holding it, I couldn't wait any longer. This piss would be my 3rd piss since Kate had last peed, which was one reason Kate came to the bathroom to watch as I whipped my cock out and started to piss a gusher in the urinal. Just standing in the bathroom, next to the inviting white toilet bowl, and watching me piss a gusher in the urinal next to it was surely torture on Kate's bursting iron bladder. Kate had last taken a piss on Thursday evening at 9 PM, which was almost exactly 72 hours ago. On top of that, Kate hadn't bothered to take her 4 inch high heel shoes off, so her painful footwear was surely only adding yet more pressure to her surely exhausted bladder. Our rules technically didn't say that Kate had to stand there and wait for me to finish my piss in the urinal before she could seat herself on the toilet seat and piss her own gusher. But Kate always did it regardless, as if to push herself just a little bit farther each time. For Kate to seat herself on the toilet now before I finished would be admitting weakness in her mind, and Kate's pride couldn't allow that no matter what her bladder said. Kate tried to play the calm & prideful wife with the iron bladder who wasn't dying to be able to release her pent up piss in just a moment. But even so, I caught Kate grimacing out of the corner of my eye as I first started to piss my gusher. Still, despite Kate's extreme desperation after 72 hours of waiting, and the large bladder bulge that was visible, she didn't allow herself to grip her pussy. Nor did she let herself fidget around in desperation as she surely so wanted to. Instead she stood with her arms crossed, and her legs slightly spread. "So Kate, how desperate are you to finally be able to piss your gusher now" I asked. "You must be glad that you can finally piss after 3 long days of waiting". "You must be joking Karl" replied my wife. "You must know by now that I'm such a tough wife that you don't even make it a challenge for my iron bladder anymore". Kate tried to keep her face calm, but I could see the enormous strain on her bladder's sphincter muscles that she was dealing with and trying to hide. Me and Kate had drank a bit of alcohol earlier in the evening, and I had been stroking Kate's pride through it. So Kate's arrogant reply despite the strain already on her iron bladder was exactly as I had expected and hoped for. "Oh come on Kate" I said, "I know your pussy is as eager to piss a gusher as my penis is to be pissing right now. You'll be ripping your jeans and panties down to your knees the second my piss is finished, and you'll already be pissing a gusher even before your butt touches the toilet seat". As I said this I noticed Kate's hands were already starting to unbutton her jeans even as I continued to piss away in the urinal. Kate noticed it to, and stopped, with only the top button undone. I smiled at Kate, knowing she had helped prove my point. Kate looked a bit ticked off at herself for walking right into it. "Oh hush Karl, I am not as eager to piss as your penis is" Kate replied in her prideful tone. "Unlike you and your penis, me and my pussy could still wait and hold it a while longer if we had to". Seeing my chance now, I moved in to try to push Kate to agree to keep waiting even longer. "Well yeah, I'm sure you could wait a couple more hours Kate" I said in my Mr. Reasonable voice. "But there's certainly no way you could keep waiting until tomorrow morning, let alone beyond that, you're much too desperate to pee already Kate". As I hoped for, Kate got a fire burning in her eyes at that statement. "You don't know how tough your wife and her iron bladder is then Karl" Kate said with some anger in her voice now. "I could easily hold it throughout the night, all through work tomorrow, and beyond that point to". My piss finally finished as Kate was talking, but Kate restrained herself and didn't rush to use the toilet the second I finished like she often did. I knew it was now or never to seal the deal as I flushed the urinal. "Well, I guess we'll never know the answer to that Kate" I replied. "Unless you were to agree to continue to hold it, say until I had to take my 4th piss since you last had a pee 72 hours ago". Kate was silent for several seconds now as she glared at me, standing just a few feet away from the inviting white toilet bowl promising her sweet relief now. Kate could have easily resumed unbuttoning her jeans, and sliding them and her panties off so that she could take her urgently needed piss now. But instead Kate stood there, on her painful high heels, with a boiling load of piss still brewing between her legs, and continued to stare into my eyes. I could tell Kate was seriously contemplating what to do in that silence. Finally Kate broke the silence. "You know how a certain lady loves to challenge herself Karl" she said with pride. "My bladder's floodgates will remain sealed, until you have to open your bladder's own floodgates and take a 4th piss since I last had a pee. No matter how long that takes". "Are you sure Kate" I asked playfully now as I put a hand on the raised toilet lid. "Last chance for a certain tough girl to change her mind and pee in a very long time Kate". "My jealous pussy will hate me for it Karl, I have to pee pretty bad already. But yes I'm certain, I'm a tough wife and I can hold it quite a while longer than just 3 days if I have to" Kate replied. I slammed the toilet lid down with finality, to signify Kate's now lost chance to take a much needed pee. "The ladies room is now closed Kate, I sure hope you can wait until it's available next time" I announced with a grin. I pointed at the button on her jeans Kate had undone a moment earlier. "You ought to button that back up Kate, you won't be needing to unbutton it anytime soon now". Kate smiled and nodded her head as she reached down to re-button the top of her jeans. Kate allowed a slight groan to escape her lips as the button re-added a bit of pressure to her bladder. "Oh my" whispered Kate playfully. "I think I made a mistake passing up that toilet Karl. I could really use a piss right about now". Kate 'playfully' gripped her crotch and squirmed for added emphasis. "Is the ladies room still open for a certain desperate lady who hasn't peed in 3 whole days Karl?". "Sorry, but the ladies room is going to be closed for a long while Kate" I replied. "You'll just have to wait until then". "Oh... gosh I sure hope I can wait that long" Kate muttered in pretend nervousness. "You boys sure have it easy being able to unzip and pee almost anywhere... that would really come in handy for me right now". Kate bit her lips as she glanced anxiously at the closed toilet lid, and the urinal she couldn't use. "But I am a lady, so I guess I'll just have to wait. It's a good thing I'm so good at waiting". I grinned at Kate, "I know you've been waiting to pee for 3 days already Kate, you could use a distraction from that desperate need" I said. Kate nodded while shifting her legs around desperately in her high heels. "Well what better distraction than the two of us sharing a pitcher of lemonade together" I asked in a tone that was daring Kate not to say no. Kate knew full well I was challenging her. "I don't think that'll help my poor unlucky bladder Karl" she replied knowingly, "but... you know how much I love lemonade". Lemonade was Kate's favorite drink, which was why I had suggested it over another beverage. Kate was grinning now at the challenge. "I know you don't think I can handle it Karl, but my iron bladder is much tougher than you realize". With that, Kate led the way to the kitchen. Despite the state of her bladder, Kate ended up having 4 of the 6 glasses of lemonade in the 3 liter pitcher. Later as we were getting ready for bed Kate eagerly agreed to some full bladder sex, during which Kate was gripping her pussy and squirming around a lot. My doubt that Kate could last the night, let alone the day tomorrow, must have been written on my face, because as I closed my eyes Kate whispered "I'm stronger than you think Karl, I will hold it for you and your silly bet. Maybe then you'll learn why it's futile to challenge to me and my unbreakable bladder". "Or maybe I'll finally discover that even your bladder has its limits" I whispered back playfully. ===== Groundhog's Day for Kate, Part #2 The next morning me and Kate were awaken at 7 AM by our alarm clock. Kate hadn't peed in 82 hours by now as she got out of bed with her rock hard bladder bulge quite visible in her skimpy lingerie. Kate allowed herself to squirm around a bit and grip her crotch for a moment in desperation as she fought against her urgent need for a morning piss. Kate noticed me standing by the bed staring at her as she stood up and calmly removed her hands from her crotch, stopped squirming, and smiled. "I guess the ladies room is still going to be closed for a while yet isn't it Karl" she asked me playfully. I nodded in agreement. "Certain guys sure can take a while to reopen the ladies room Karl... it's almost... as if they don't want desperate girls like me to pee for a long time". "There's nothing but your own pride preventing you from barging in to use the ladies room anyway Kate" I reminded her. I liked to give Kate an 'out' at times, she never took it, even if she so badly needed it. "No thanks, I'll be good Karl" Kate replied quickly to show that she was still up for the challenge from last night. "I've already waited all day for the last couple of days without giving my poor bladder any relief. I can do it again today if your bladder makes me". Me and Kate soon got dressed for the day. Without any important visitors expected at work today Kate grabbed a fashionable pair of jeans and a business casual shirt. Under normal circumstances with an empty bladder the jeans would fit Kate quite comfortably. But with 82 hours worth of boiling piss contained inside her rock hard bladder bulge I knew the jeans would be a more uncomfortable fit for Kate. But Kate, even with her surely desperate need, was used to wearing clothing too tight around her bladder region. So Kate's body language remained calm, even as she zipped and buttoned her jeans shut. Kate didn't even flinch when she tightened her belt and locked the buckle. And of course Kate finished up the outfit by slipping on a pair of fashionable high heels that she knew full well would torture her aching, bursting bladder all day whenever she stood up or walked anywhere. Without another word between us, me and Kate headed for the kitchen to have some breakfast, as well as share a 3 liter pitcher of spring water. Like we usually did we both had 3 glasses of it over breakfast before it was drained. Before we left for work Kate couldn't help but grab herself a cold bottle of spring water from the fridge, all while I smiled knowingly at her. "Just because I've really gotta pee bad doesn't mean I don't get thirsty Karl" Kate replied with a smile. We arrived at work shortly before 9 AM, by which time Kate had finished draining her bottle of water. Me and Kate kissed each other goodbye and went our separate ways in the office until we got together for lunch at 1 PM. Both of us had our share of drinks in the morning at work. I had 2 large cups of coffee, and 3 bottles of water, which I thought was a lot, until I learned Kate had drank same and an additional bottle of water. By the time we went to lunch I was really needing a piss myself. But of course there was no way I going to, because that would let Kate pee as well, unless I somehow talked her into waiting even longer, which I wasn't going to count on. Kate, despite having gone 88 hours without a piss now, was relatively calm as we went out to lunch together. She even teased me a bit about needing to go 'already' when she caught me squirming in the car. "What's the matter Karl? Don't tell me you need to pee already, it's only been 16 hours for you. I thought you were going to make this a challenge for me". "We'll see about that when I make you piss yourself Kate" I replied good naturedly. "I know you'll be crossing your legs and squirming around underneath the table when you don't think anyone will be looking". "I'd like to see you hold it for three and a half days and only cross your legs under the table a bit" Kate countered. Lunch passed uneventfully. Despite how desperate we both were Kate drank 3 large glasses of soda over lunch, while I had 2. I was still aiming to drink 3 gallons a day, and Kate 4 gallons a day, under our liquid heavy diet, so neither of us had a choice in the matter of not drinking so much. Kate tried to look calm sitting across the table from me, but I could tell from her strained body language that she was having a lot more trouble keeping her full bladder's dam shut then she was letting on. I tried to not let see Kate see just how bad off I was, but I did my share of leg crossing and crotch grabbing under the table. After lunch me and Kate went our separate ways in the office again. I don't know about Kate, since she would never admit it to me, but as the day went on, I knew I was getting more distracted by my giant urge for a piss. It didn't help that I drank another 5 bottles of water in the afternoon at work either. If it wasn't for the knowledge that Kate couldn't pee as long as I held on I would have been sorely tempted to visit the men's room. At the other end of the office, Kate was busy working her way through 6 bottles of water this afternoon. If Kate was alone in her office then I knew she had to be squirming around desperately in her seat from the nearly 4 days she had gone without a pee by now. As 5 PM rolled around I found Kate had helped herself to a can of soda from the vending machine on the way to the car where we both met. "Are you sure that's wise dear, given your predicament" I teased on the way to the car. "It's wiser then however many bottles of water you drank in the afternoon" Kate countered arrogantly. "You'll have to pee soon enough, and then it won't matter how wise or not wise this can of soda is, because I'll be able to pee to". "Well then, maybe you should do the driving if you're so confident I'll pee first" I countered. "After all, if I'll pee first then I must be more distracted by my desperate bladder after nearly 20 hours of waiting then you are from yours after nearly 92 hours of waiting". I could tell by the look in Kate's eyes that she hadn't expected that. Since I almost always drove, Kate was used to being able to sit back and focus her attention on her keeping her boiling piss contained in her bladder whenever we traveled. Kate narrowed her eyes, and took a sip from her can of soda, knowing what I was doing. "That won't be a problem Karl, hand me the keys" Kate replied, pretending to be calm, even though I knew full well she wasn't. I was glad to be able to grip my cock through my pants and pay attention to Kate's body language as she drove us. Kate did surprisingly well at looking calm when we were moving, but I saw her legs shifting around nervously from her desperate urge to pee after almost 4 days without relief. At the first red light when Kate stopped the car I could tell she was about to automatically grab her pussy in desperation. But she remembered who was sitting next to her and stopped before her hands could get there. So Kate grabbed her can of soda instead, and made a show of taking a long sip from it, enough to finish draining it. "What would us ladies ever do about these frequent & long closures of the ladies room if we weren't so good at waiting?" Kate asked me playfully, knowing I was watching her every move for signs of desperation. "Ladies could always use the urinal in the men's room" I suggested. Kate shook her head. "Ladies could also use the bushes alongside their man when we go camping or hiking" I added. "Us ladies don't have the anatomy for either of those things Karl" Kate replied playfully. "That's why our mothers teach us that boys get to pee outdoors, while us ladies have to hold it. And then there's filthy public restrooms, you guys don't mind Karl, you'd go anywhere. But us ladies do mind, so us ladies frequently have to continue to hold it when the ladies room is too filthy, even if we've already been waiting a lot longer then you boys have". "Well, a certain lady could drop the act and admit she has to go when we get home. Surely her own toilet is clean enough for her" I countered playfully. "But us ladies can't even do that either at times" Kate countered. "Sometimes us ladies get back home desperate to pee, only to have to wait even longer because our husbands beat us to the toilet first, even though the husband got to pee multiple times when he was out with the lady". "Then it's a good thing that some of you ladies enjoy putting off your pee, and holding it for several days in a row, isn't it Kate?" I replied with a smile. "Well, if the world conspires to keep us ladies from taking a pee, then why shouldn't I try to enjoy having to hold it all the time?" Kate grinned. When we got back home at 6 PM both me and Kate were dying to pee, with 21 and 93 hours of boiling pee in our bladders separating the us from our last trip to the toilet. But neither of us so much as glanced down the hall towards our only bathroom. Instead I took out a 3 liter pitcher of water and poured us both a glass, while Kate started dinner. Kate could have taken her pair of 4 inch high heels off at any time now that we were home, but she didn't. I think Kate decided a few months ago that she enjoyed the extra challenge her painful high heels were on a full bladder. Despite the high heels that were surely bothering her poor tormented bladder's sphincter muscles, Kate didn't hesitate to quickly down her first half a liter glass of water from the pitcher, and pour herself a second glass. Kate tried to avoid squirming around and gripping her crotch in front of me, with only partial success due to the nearly 4 days she had gone without a pee. But to be fair, I was desperately squirming around probably three times as much as Kate. At this point I knew I wasn't going to best Kate's iron bladder today, she was clearly in much better control of her bladder's situation then I was despite the much longer wait she had. I just wanted to extend Kate's desperate plight as long as I could, and figure out how I could get Kate to agree to skip her pee again if at all possible. By 7 PM both me and Kate had finished dinner, and completely drained the 3 liter pitcher. Both me and Kate had 3 large glasses of the pitcher. Though Kate tried to look tough, I could tell she was really beginning to feel the strain of denying herself relief for the last 94 hours while wearing such tight and uncomfortable clothing. Kate grimaced across the table, but she tried to turn it into a grin when she noticed me watching, all while I saw her hands go underneath the table towards her crotch. At first I thought Kate was gripping her crotch, until I heard the sound of a belt buckle unsnapping. "Does my lovely wife finally have to admit that her bladder isn't as strong as she claims it is and hurry to the toilet for a much needed pee now?" I asked smoothly. "Is it a crime for a girl to want to unwind at the end of a long day by taking her tight belt off?" Kate asked. "Don't worry about your silly bet Karl, I'll hold my pee until you have to pee again, which will be pretty soon I imagine". "I think it's a sign that a lady is nearing her limits if the pressure of the belt is too much for her to bear after 94 hours without a pee" I countered. "But... certain things... might persuade me otherwise". "Certain things Karl?" Kate questioned mockingly. "You're real subtle aren't you? Fetch me a can of soda then, I'll drink it while we watch some television". Our evening was relatively subdued after that for a while, as we watched TV for a few hours. Kate drank her can of soda, as well as 2 more glasses of water. I drank another 2 glasses of water myself. By the time 9 PM rolled around I once again couldn't hold it any longer. Kate had been watching me like a tiger for the last hour, just as much as I had been watching her desperately squirm after 4 days without a pee. When I finally couldn't take it anymore and announced I had to run to the bathroom, Kate slyly remarked "well of course you do Karl, the boys always have to pee first... and second, and third, and fourth to it seems". I hurried to the bathroom desperately gripping my desperate cock. Despite her 4 inch high heels Kate managed to stay right behind me without tripping. Upon entering the bathroom I hurried to the urinal, and began to take a loud piss with Kate watching. Kate tried to act calm as I peed away in front of her, but I caught her eyes anxiously darting to the inviting white toilet bowl next to the urinal. Despite her calm demeanor, Kate hadn't been able to pee in 4 days, and was a few hours away from the 100 hour mark. I knew Kate was really bursting to go right now as she began to unbutton her jeans before I was even half done my piss. Kate tried to cover it up by talking. "It's a good thing that the ladies room is now open again, because this lady really needs to take a leak now" Kate said as she lifted the toilet lid. "4 days of holding it like this is more of a challenge for me and my bladder of steel Karl". Kate didn't move to sit on the toilet yet however, for that I knew she'd wait until I was finished peeing first. "So does that mean that 5 days of holding it would be too much of a challenge for you to handle then Kate?" I asked slyly. "Don't be silly Karl, we both know the answer to that" Kate replied arrogantly, even as she squeezed her legs together in a subtle sign of desperation. "Maybe someday you'll learn Karl that me and my bladder of steel have no limits, I can always wait as long as I need to". "I think the way you've already unzipped your jeans says otherwise Kate" I countered as I continued to piss in the urinal. "You're so desperate to pee that you're hurrying to undo your jeans early just so that you won't have to wait an extra few seconds to pee, because you know you can't hold it much longer Kate. I bet you were getting worried about having an accident if I made you wait much longer". "In your dreams Karl. There's nothing unusual with a girl unbuttoning her jeans in anticipation of a much needed pee she's about to take" Kate replied calmly. As she spoke my piss began to die down, Kate couldn't help but grip her crotch and fidget her legs around in anticipation of her pee. "There's nothing wrong with a girl lifting the lid in preparation for her pee either, especially seeing as you're about done Karl" Kate added. Kate was right, my piss finally dribbled down to nothing as Kate watched, eager to let loose her own brewing load of boiling piss. But unfortunately for Kate, I was determined to make sure that her brewing load of boiling piss would have to brew for a while longer in her tiring bladder. I knew that I had to make my move quickly as I tucked my cock back in my pants. Kate smiled as she began to pull her jeans down, only the smile soon vanished when I slammed the lid down on Kate's toilet before she could pull her jeans even halfway down her hips. "Karl what are you doing?" Kate asked confused, her jeans still only partially pulled down, her red panties easily visible. "It's my turn to pee now". "Sorry Kate, it turns out the ladies room is still closed for maintenance" I announced boldly, jumping back into our earlier role-playing. "It was a totally unexpected problem the maintenance crew ran into. You'll just have to continue waiting until they finish Kate. I'm afraid it's going to be a while longer yet". "Well then how's a lady supposed to get the pee that she was promised for out holding you yet again Karl" Kate asked annoyed. She bent her knees and fidgeted her legs together nervously, considering her options I knew. Kate clearly hadn't expected me to issue another challenge to her bladder of steel so soon. "Hey, you were the one who said earlier that the world conspires to keep you ladies away from the toilet" I reminded her with a shrug. "I guess you were right Kate, the world is sure conspiring against you now". Silence stretched between us for a few seconds. Kate's eyes glared at me, before shifting to the white porcelain toilet bowl aside of me, that she had been eagerly looking forward to using 15 seconds ago before I had moved to stop her. I knew the heavy load of boiling piss brewing between her legs for the last 4 days was at the forefront of Kate's mind. Kate really didn't want to have to keep that piss brewing in her bladder for yet another day, especially not with the 4 inch high heels she wore, which only made a full bladder harder to deal with. But Kate was also quite prideful, and could be quite stubborn when she saw her pride as at stake I knew. I smiled as Kate's eyes shifted away from the much needed toilet and back at me, full of stubbornness and determination. "A totally 'unexpected' maintenance problem in the ladies room Karl?" Kate asked me, her voice full of playful skepticism. "Sounds to me like someone just really doesn't want us ladies to pee, especially this lady in particular, who hasn't peed in 4 whole days already", Kate added, pointing at herself as she crossed her legs. "Hey I'm not the maintenance man Kate, I'm just the bearer of bad news" I said, innocently. Kate playfully rolled her eyes at my feigned innocent. "The bottom line Kate is you'll just have to wait some more, unless you care to use the men's room instead" I added, waving at the urinal, "no plumbing issues or lines there". "Certainly not Karl!" Kate scolded me. "A lady doesn't barge in and use the men's room, especially not when she'd mind if a man barged into the ladies room!". "Well then, I guess you're just going to have to wait Kate, since that's your only option left" I told her. Kate frowned, as if remembering her brewing load of boiling piss she had been so eager to rid herself of a moment ago. "I really need to pee bad after holding it for the last 4 days Karl" she admitted as she gripped her crotch and squirmed in front of me. I smiled as I saw my opportunity. "What's the matter Kate, worried that you might pee yourself soon if you have to hold it a while longer?" I taunted. Kate bristled visibly at the insult to her pride, even as her bladder begged for relief. Knowing I was taking a risk now, I opened the toilet lid. "Go ahead and take your pee Kate. I wouldn't want you to end up peeing in your jeans just because you were too stubborn to admit that you couldn't hold it any longer during our role-playing session". My gamble worked better than I thought, Kate didn't even pause to think about her words first. "I'm going to make you eat those words Karl" Kate replied confidently. "I may really have to pee quite badly after holding it for the last 4 days, but that doesn't mean that I'll pee myself soon if I don't plop myself on that white porcelain toilet bowl". Kate glanced at the toilet longingly for a moment as she continued to fidget around. With one hand still openly gripping her throbbing desperate pussy through her red panties, Kate reached out for the toilet lid with her other hand. "It would feel really frigging good to use that toilet, I won't deny it Karl. But I'll hold it for a while longer instead, just to prove to you that I can still wait for a pee. I think another 24 hours should be long enough to prove my point to you". With that, this time it was Kate who slammed the toilet lid shut with finality, to signify her once again lost chance to pee. "Are you really sure about this Kate?" I asked as Kate began to pull her jeans back up. "Another 24 hours without a pee is a long time for anyone to wait, especially for a desperate lady who already hasn't peed in the last 4 days". Kate's face grimaced as she pulled her jean's zipper back up, pressing her tight jeans up against her bulging bladder and the 4 days of boiling piss brewing inside. "No one said us ladies have it easy Karl" Kate replied playfully, even while partially grunting as she buttoned her jeans back up, which put more strain on her 4 day unrelieved bladder. "Your penis is really lucky Karl. My pussy is so jealous that it still hasn't gotten to pee yet, especially with the toilet right there in front of me!". I smiled, Kate looked so darn sexy the way she desperately squirmed around in her tight jeans, while trying hard not to in order to look like the tough woman she stubbornly wanted to be. I couldn't resist pulling her into my arms and kissing her on the lips just then. I felt Kate's enormous bulging bladder brushing up against my leg as I did this. I heard a slight moan escape from Kate's lips at the unneeded extra pressure this put on her tiring bladder. But Kate was too stubborn to complain about the effect our close embrace was having on all that boiling pent up piss brewing in her bladder, so she simply bore it without a word of complaint. "You're really hot when you're so desperate to pee like this Kate" I said as I mercifully let go of her. Kate, still in her 4 inch high heels, which only made things worse on her full bladder, squirmed her legs around nervously, which only made her sexier. "Well Karl, with the ladies room closed for another day, I'm sure you'll enjoy my plight for the next 24 hours then" Kate replied with surprising calm. I couldn't help but smile lustfully like a giddy little schoolboy, which wasn't unnoticed by Kate. "I really shouldn't have turned down that trip to the ladies room yesterday, should I Karl?" Kate asked me playfully as her hands began to undo my jeans to get at my erect cock. "My desperate pussy is throbbing for relief already Karl, but it's a good thing that I can hold it for another day... or maybe longer if I really want to". The two of us quickly began to undress and make our way to the bedroom. By the time I was laying in bed trying to fall asleep later I couldn't wait for tomorrow, to see if Kate could really backup her earlier boasting about her iron bladder.
  4. Shorts wetting View File Recreating an accident I had stuck in traffic on holiday. Submitter wetchris Submitted 08/17/2018 Category Peeing  
  5. 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<
  6. 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.
  7. So as I mentioned in my last story, I have been into desperation for as long as I care to remember. Both male and female. I have not though witnessed very much in my life. Like all of us desperation fans I wish I could see more but it's obviously not something that happens a lot. True desperation to me is almost overwhelmingly exciting so when it does come around I consider myself very very lucky. My parter and I have been together for coming up to seven years. When I say she is beautiful I'm not saying it as she's beautiful to me, I mean she is beautiful to everyone. I am, and will always be baffled as to how I managed to snag such a beautiful, kind person. She has long brown hair and a body she has worked long and hard on. I won't waist your or my time describing her, my Jess looks and sounds exactly like you want her too but know this, she is shy and lovely and on this particular day she was wearing a red long sleeve top and jeans. We had been together for 6 years at the time and were well into planning our future. At this stage though we were having too much fun to rush into marriage and children and debt. I had come to know her family very well. I liked them more and more with every meeting. The only member that scared me though was Jess's sister Melanie. Mel, it would seem had had a pretty hard life. She'd had a baby to a loser at 16 and struggle to pay the rent when he disappeared leaving her to raise young Matt on her own. She did though and 14 years later met a man, Cameron who also had a teenage son, Chris who was 13. Anyway they decided to get married, so they did. They went on a honeymoon to Vietnam for a week and Jess and I (we had been living together for 3 weeks) looked after the young boys Matt and Chris. As a special bonus for Melanie and Cameron though we decided to take the boys on a holiday of their own the day Mel and Cam got back from their honeymoon. We took them to Queensland for a week, going to all the theme parks and spending much of our time on the beach. Matt and Chris were both really good kids and the fact that both Jess and I weren't their parents trying to boss them around made for a really good week away. I new Chris was infatuated with Jess but honestly I couldn't blame him. We spent our last morning in Queensland having breakfast in the hotel we'd stayed at for the week. We had already checked out of our rooms earlier on and were ready to go by 11am. Time to spare as our flight back to Melbourne was not until 1245. We all finished our breakfast and juices, Jess grabbed a take away coffee for herself and we headed to the hire car to drive to the air port. We piled in, luggage and all and drove the 15 or so mins to the air port. It should have been 15 or so minutes but it was not. It was hell from the get go. We didn't really know our way around Queensland and were kind of relying on the GPS to get us to where we needed to go. Jess had set it for the airport and we thought thats where it was taking us but soon realized that it was taking us to a hire car place around 20 mins out of our way. We drove there, realized what we'd done then headed back for the airport. It was now 1130 and Jess was getting pretty worried about making it to the airport on time. When we finally got the GPS to work it said we were 30 mins from the airport. Then it froze and no amount of technical tapping would get it to work again. We drove in the direction we thought was the right one and stopped at the nearest service stations we could to get directions. 'I might just stop into the loo while your getting directions' said Jess. 'Me too' said Matt 'Might as well too' said Chris. We all started to walk towards the service station when Jess’s phone rang. 'It's Mel' she said turning away and answering the phone. Mel was going to pick us up from the air port so it was a call that needed to be taken. Myself and the boys went to the toilet and then I spoke to the guy behind the counter who said that the easiest way was to jump on the freeway and follow the signs. I walked out of the service station just as Jess was hanging up the phone. 'The guy said take the free way. About 35 mins from here. I think we're going to miss our check in' The boys were waiting in the car and I jumped into the drivers seat and started the engine. I didn't mean to ignore the fact that Jess hadn't been to the bathroom at the service station but it just happened that way. She got into the passenger seat and buckled up and we were on our way. 'So we have to return the car and get the deposit back. I'll do that and you check in our luggage. Hopefully if all goes to plan we will still make the check in and have some time to sit back and relax' I looked over too her and smiled. She was ever the optimist. Kind hearted to a fault and always looking on the bright side. She grabbed her coffee from the cup holders and took a big drink. I caught her eye. 'What' she said 'Positive thinking. I've read the secret and I think their onto something' I smiled and shook my head. We were on the freeway and the signs were indeed pointing the way. It wasn't until we were about ten minutes away from the airport that something occurred to me. 'Oh god' I said 'Did you get a chance to go to the toilets back at the service station' She put her coffee back in the cup holders. I wondered how much was left in it but by the looks of it it was pretty close to empty. 'No, I was talking to Mel the whole time. It's fine. But I will go at the airport before we get on the plane' 'Sorry about that' I said 'I didn't even think' 'That fine, who can think when we're this pressed for time' 'Are we going to miss our plane' came Matts voice from the back. I looked at the time on the dashboard. Just on twelve. 'Possibly' I said looking over to Jess who raised her eyebrows. She picked up her coffee and appeared to finish it off. I got the feeling she was nervously drinking. She'd just polished off a large coffee in no time. 'We are going to be cutting it fine aren't we' asked Jess. 'The wrong side of fine I think, but we'll see. If all goes to plan we'll make it' We got to the airport at 1220. 25 mins to return the car, check in our luggage and make it to the gate. We pulled up to the hire car joint. 'Ok' I said to Jess 'You take care of the car, we'll meet you at the check in. Boys you're with me'. We grabbed the luggage and headed for the luggage check in. We found the check in isle and hopped in line. I was talking to Matt about how my old man probably had the same haircut as he did when he was younger, back when it was cool, when Jess came up behind us. 'All good?' I said 'All taken care of' she lent in close and whispered to me 'I need a wee' I looked at her and then to the line ahead. We were almost at the front. 'Can you hold it till the plane'. In hindsight I should have whispered it back. 'Hold what till the plane' asked Chris. 'Nothing honey' said Jess. She looked back to me and whispered into my ear once again 'If you see one let me know. That coffee moved really fast' she put her hand on her bladder as if to show me where it had moved too. I wasn't surprised. She'd had a coffee in the room before we left, a large freshly squeezed juice at breakfast and a large coffee to go as we were leaving for the air port. She was shifting her weight ever so slightly as we were called up to book in our luggage. As the lady handed us our tickets she said 'There you go guys, gate eleven but you'll really have to hurry. That flights almost finished boarding'. We headed for our gate as fast as we could. 'Looks like you'll have to wait till the plane' I said to her. She smiled and rolled her eyes and did a sort of curtsy as she walked. 'Are you ok auntie Jess?' said Chris. 'Fine, yeah' said Jess smiling and giving him a playful push forward. 'Lets hurry though' We made it to our gate and were quickly ushered on the plane and to our seats. It appeared we were the last to board. Jess, Matt and I were on the window, Matt taking the window seat and me taking the isle. Chris was on the isle in the center next to me. Almost as soon as we were sitting down the plane pulled away and began to taxi. I noticed Jess was bouncing ever so slightly in her seat. Barely noticeable to even myself. To anyone else nothing would have been a miss but as I've said before, I know her well. She does not bounce. She lent over to me and said 'I need a wee' again 'I know' I said back to her 'Sorry we were so rushed but we'll be in the air soon and you'll be able to go' That of course was a completely fitting thing to say. I knew she was pretty desperate, she wouldn't have said anything otherwise. In the 6 years I'd know her she'd only admitted to me that she needed the toilet on about 3 or 4 occasions. That being said it wasn't incredibly exciting because she was almost definitely ten minutes away from being able to pee. Ten minutes of desperation is great but nothing to right home about. The plane taxied for about 5 minutes and then sped up and left the ground. We were up in the air for about 10 mins, all the while Jess was watching the seatbelt sign feverishly but it was still illuminated. 'Not long now' I said to her giving her a playful shove. 'Better not be' she said Ten more minutes passed and still the fasten seat belts light was on. Jess had her legs crossed, something that definitely didn't seem all that natural. She did seem fairly composed though. Not bouncing of shifting her weight. Just crossing her legs. 'Any second now' I said. This time she didn't say anything but instead scrunch up her eyebrows and upturned her mouth, if you know what I mean. We had been on the plane for half an hour. Matt was happily watching a documentary about the JFK assassination, which I thought was cool but weird. Chris was leaning over towards me talking about wrestling or something and Jess was sitting beside me, legs still tightly crossed. 'Why aren't the lights off yet' she said to me, appearing to stretch. I knew though that it was something else. 'I don't know' I said honestly 'I haven't even seen a flight attendant since we sat down' She once again lent in close and whispered 'I really have to pee'. A moment later the captain made an announcement. 'Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. This is your pilot speaking. Welcome to flight 567 from the Gold Coast to Melbourne. Apologies for the inconvenience but we are expecting some turbulence within the next half an hour or so. Due to this we have had to delay all mid flight catering until we are safely through the turbulence. The seatbelt signs will remain on and we ask that you keep your seat belt fasten and remain in your seats until the seatbelt sign is turned off. We are scheduled to land at Melbourne Airport at 1500 hours or 3pm where the weather is stormy with a high of 26 dropping down to 14 overnight. Sit back and enjoy our on flight entertainment and we will do our best to get some catering around to you just as soon as we can. On behalf of myself my co-pilot and the cabin crew, We hope you enjoy your flight' I was instantly taken back to our train trip from 5 years back. I looked over to Jess who despite the obvious bad news, seemed to be quite calm. 'Ehhhgg. The worlds against me being comfortable today' she said it to me but Chris on my right obviously heard. 'Are you ok auntie Jess. Do you still need to pee' 'I'm fine, just need to stretch my legs' she was blushing. I could tell that Chris wasn't convinced. I knew he had a big crush on Jess. She wasn’t a blood relation so I guess I couldn't blame him. I started to wonder if maybe Chris’s attraction to Jess transcended into my fetish. I don't know why I thought it but I did. I didn't have long to think about it as the promised turbulence hit. It didn't hit hard but it did hit. Once more I turned to Jess. 'How are you doing beautiful' I said putting my hand on her thigh. 'Fine' she said 'You know when you think your close to being able to go, makes you need to go a little worse. I'm fine now. Just looking forward to being able to stand' A while later and still the seat belt sign shine bright. Jess was moving around a little to my left. Both the kids had their earphones in and were happily watching the screens in the back of the seats. 'Are you desperate' I said, a little more confident than usual. 'Getting there' she said rubbing her hands together in her lap. Then she said it again with more emphasis 'Getting there fast' I didn't want to pass up this opportunity to talk about her need as I wasn't sure if I would ever see her in this situation again. She had mentioned her need around two hours ago. The fact that she mentioned it to me meant it was at least a pressing need, otherwise she'd have said nothing. An hour ago she had lent in and said 'I need a wee'. That was a bit different from saying ‘I might pop into the loo’. It meant that she was desperate. It meant that she had to physically hold on. That was an hour ago. That meant that she had been desperate to pee for at least an hour. I didn't know how to proceed so I just said 'Are you going to be ok' 'I will when they let us up' 'And what if they don't'. I wasn’t sure if I was pressing to hard but it turned out I wasn't. I also didn't really think they would keep us in our seats for the whole 2 hour flight. The though seemed absurd somehow. 'I don't even want to think about that' she whispered cutely 'Just gotta pee. They surely won't keep the sign on the whole way back will they. The turbulence isn't even that bad' She had crossed her legs once more and was definitely starting to look a little more desperate. I felt for her a bit. The toilet was only like twenty steps behind us. It must have been pretty frustrating knowing she was so close to relief, but like a school girl had been told to stay in her seat until the bell rang. 'I can't be the only one who needs to go. I may need to go the worst but surely there are others who were counting on going to the bathrooms on the plane'. 'You have to go the worst' I whispered back to her with concern. 'I'd hate to think that anyone might need to go more. Especially some nice old lady' I didn't want to push things any further. I now knew that she was desperate. Her words coupled with her minor fidgeting would no doubt make for an interesting couple of minutes I hoped. As I said, the turbulence really wasn't that bad. I was sure that any second they were going to switch of the seatbelt sign and Jess would finally be able to pee. But they didn't. No announcement, no flight attendance no nothing. Jess was not being overly open about her need but every now and then she would look at me with a look that simply said 'I have to pee'. Matt finished his movie and took out his earplugs. Jess did her best to stop her fidgeting as we began to talk about the fun we'd had on our holiday. Jess though was definitely finding it hard to join in on the conversation. 'Are you ok, is something wrong' asked Matt giving Jess a strange look 'She has to pee' said Chris from beside me 'But they won't let us get up' I hadn't even noticed he wasn't watching his movie anymore. 'Why don't you just go anyway' The question hung in the air but that's all it did. I changed the subject as quick as I could. I knew Jess would be very uncomfortable with the current conversation. 'So what did your sister have to say' 'Oh yeah. She didn't know where she was going to pick us up from. I have to call her when we get off the plane. She said she would work something out' For the next half an hour Jess fidgeted and moved fairly regularly. Every now and then saying 'come on' to the seatbelt sign. The turbulence was fairly bad but I didn't even notice. I was to busy enjoying being stuck next to Jess as her need slowly turned from being well concealed to becoming fairly noticeable. Still no announcement and still no flight attendant. It was odd but I was enjoying every second. I don't think I was the only one. Chris to my right was leaning across the isle watching Jess like a hawk. It had been an hour and three quarters since we took off. I knew we would be descending soon and I said as much. 'Looks like you'll have to hold it till we get to the airport' Jess let out a sigh of resignation. 'This is crap' she said then lent forward and pressed her head upon the seat in front of her. About 10 mins later there was a ding sound. The sound that usually signifies that the seat belt sign has been turned off. My heart sank a little but I had enjoyed her desperation very much. 'Oh thank god' said Jess reaching for her seat belt. 'The lights not off auntie Jess' said Chris. He was right and I knew we had started our decent. Jess froze beside me. 'What the hell' she whispered to herself in frustration. Then music to my ears. 'Ladies and gentlemen we have started our descent into Melbourne airport. We apologies for the cancelation of your in flight refreshments but due to the rough conditions we were unable to prepare them for you. The seatbelt signs are once again on and we ask that you make sure all carry on luggage is stored safely away as we brace for landing. Once again we thank you for flying with us and we hope you choose us on your next time in the air' Someone up ahead shouted 'Not a chance' which produced a healthy bout of laughter. 'Sorry honey' I said to Jess. ‘We'll get to a toilet at the airport' She winced ' He said once again on. Did they forget to turn them off' She began to fidget once more, not much but she was definitely wearing a worried look on her face. She crossed her legs and bounced the top leg rhythmically, Then uncrossed them again. We didn't descend for long before we could see land below. Ten mins later of the same mild seated desperate pee dance from Jess and we had landed. We grabbed our luggage, preparing to be off quickly but it didn't happen that way. Because of where we were seated we had to wait a fare while to make our way off. Jess was standing the whole time. She was pacing a bit on the spot but I knew she was struggling to not do a full on pee dance. We finally made it off the plane and into the airport proper. 'Ok' started jess ' You guys go get the luggage, I'm going to find the toilet' She tossed her carry on to me and made to leave when her phone rang. 'Pretty sure you're supposed to have them turned off on the plane' said Matt pulling his own out and switching it back on. Jess rolled her eyes and answered the phone. 'Mel' she said into the phone. She was dancing around subtly with her free hand balled up at her side. 'Ok, we have to get our luggage but call me when you're about a minute away from passing....ok...I'll see you soon. 'Whats happening' I asked 'I'll tell you in a second. I'm seriously about to pee myself' she said and walked off in the direction of the toilets. 'We'll meet you at the luggage train' I called after her. I stood there fairly stunned. I guess the fact that she was only a couple of minutes from being in a toilet had wiped her shyness away. I would have put money in the fact that she would never say that in front of the boys. I'd have lost apparently. I assumed that was it I really did and I was ok with that. I was glad she was going to be more comfortable and I had definitely enjoyed the plane trip and yeah, she was on her way to the toilet so this particular episode was done and dusted. Thats what I thought at least. I was very very wrong. End Part 1
  8. FullBladder85

    female Kelly's Regret

    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.
  9. Despholder

    Great Desperation

    Just found this awesome desperation clip on youtube. What do you guys think? Any ideea where I could possibly get the full clip?
  10. The time I need translated is from 12:50-16:05. I think it’s Greek could be wrong.
  11. FullBladder85

    female The Wife Who Had To Hold It

    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.
  12. View File Naked desperation in the bathtub Naked and bursting in the bathtub. To whom it may concern, yes it contains a naked lady from behind squirming and loosing control Submitter Despholder Submitted 02/06/2018 Category Desperation Clothing  
  13. View File Bursting in the kitchen She is in the kitchen, puts some clothes to wash and struggles to hang on to her bursting need. She ends up making a big puddle on the kitchen floor. Vulva visible at some points Submitter Despholder Submitted 02/05/2018 Category Desperation Clothing  
  14. View File Morning pee bulgy hold 19 hours pee hold. Wake up and held my morning pee for 4 hours getting this huge bulge. My bladder is rock solid, insanely bulged, spasming and can feel my skin as it's stretched out and way more sensitive to the touch, which made me burst even more when pressing, scretching or massaging it, but also a huge turn on that I just couldn't resist not to do. After getting a bit of joy out of my huge bulge (and frantically trying not to leak at the meantime) I chalenge myself to stand still with my legs spread apart. I manage to do that for quite over a minute before I frantically grabmyself to stop a leak from coming out. I go to my room, lay on my bed and get the most joy I can get from my bulging bladder without loosing control. I very gently on my teeniee tops get out of bed, squirm my way trough the kitchen where I frantically try to hang on just a bit longer trough some smoking whilst the mind-over-body battle becomes overwhelming. After my first spurt, I make way for myself to the bathroom. I frantically try to hold on to the flow for as long as I can. I can feel like exploding, the pee pushing itself with more and more pressure down the tube. It feels so awesomely good and excruciatingly bad at the same time. I squeeze and hold as well as I can, but spurts start escaping my pee hole no matter how hard I try to prevent that from happening. The wet soaky spots suround my underwear and my pants, making everything a ton more arousing and enjoyable, whilst still holding back the huge bulge from releasing. I manage to hang on to the leaks for some minutes whilst enjoying my damp until the bladder spasms and pressure become so intense that I can't stop the leakage and end up massively flooding my pants till they are fully soaked along with my socks and a puddle to go with that. That release felt simply godlike. If you want to see the video of the struggle above, it is available here. Definitely one of the biggest bulges that I remember having. Let me know what you think :-) Submitter Despholder Submitted 02/05/2018 Category Desperation Clothing  
  15. View File Katie in the care An older one, the quality isn't the best but the video is nice. Katie is absolutely bursting in the car. You can see that there is already a big patch on her by the time she gets out of the car. Leaky Leaky bursting Submitter Despholder Submitted 02/05/2018 Category Desperation Clothing  
  16. View File Ripped videos pack 1 Here is a part of the videos I have recently ripped from the web. They contain female desperation, wetting, peeing. Please note that some videos include nudity and self-pleasure along with the wetting / peeing Sorry if some of the clips are already in here. Hope you enjoy Submitter Despholder Submitted 01/31/2018 Category Peeing  
  17. I have recently stumbled upon a lot of omo videos very new to me ( https://www.omorashi.org/files/file/4690-ripped-videos-pack-1/ ) After a lot of watching, I have discovered the hottest omo video for me. We see an attractive female naked absolutely bursting, frantically spurting leaks out as she walks around and goes up and down on some stairs. The sounds and video quality also are awesome which makes everything real. If anybody knows who she is, I'd really like to see more of her. https://drive.google.com/file/d/1vvp8ETFfQw0cpOyT37dNUXHmdrEwNhNP/view?usp=drivesdk Video is also in the pack. Let me know what you think and please share your fav video 😊
  18. View File Frantically leaking - bursting naked Was pretty sure I have added this video to the pack, however I had a really though finding it so here it is. This is one of the hottest videos I've seen out there. She is naked absolutely bursting all spurting out as she frantically tries to move around. More of her: https://www.clips4sale.com/studio/98261/hot-poison Submitter Despholder Submitted 02/03/2018 Category Desperation Clothing  
  19. FullBladder85

    Female The Beach Party

    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.
  20. View File Personal record. 21 Hours Hold. Peeing in measuring cup I am so relieved 😀 right now and happy to announce that I've broke my personal best. I have been holding my morning pee since I woke up (10.5 hours ago). Last pee was just shy of 21hrs ago. I peed in a measuring cup when I felt the first spurt leak into my pants. 21Hrs hold... 1.4L pee If you want the full desperation story, visit Wetting Experiences -> Live action Omorasgi - Pages 1089 - 1096. Live ordeal starting here Warning Contains male nudity Submitter Despholder Submitted 01/31/2018 Category Peeing  
  21. View File Desperate struggle of a leaky bursting bladder Desperately trying to keep holding on whilst leaking Submitter Despholder Submitted 01/31/2018 Category Desperation Clothing  
  22. View File Topless, horny and bursting A very desperate and naughty girl [Nudity] Submitter Despholder Submitted 01/31/2018 Category Female videos Clothing  
  23. View File Super hot desperation wetting [nudity] WARNING CONTAINS NUDITY `In this video we have a very attractive girl topless, wearing just panties and really bursting in the bathtub. She holds on until she explodes in her panties in a moan of pleasure and relief. As she can't stop, she just takes them down mid pee and keeps peeing naked until empty. Judging from the soak and the flow, she has been holding quite a lot. Submitter Despholder Submitted 01/31/2018 Category Peeing  
  24. View File Morning pee hold and HUGE bulging squirmy soak I had been very busy and caught up with lots of things for the past week or so and was unable to spend pretty much any time around here, nor experience any omo and I started to miss that. I went to bed at around midnight and peed before that. Woke up at around 11 AM and felt that I need to pee, a noticeable and constant 6. I figured that I can take a few hours off for myself and let this desperation build up, felt really kinky and wanted to feel some bulging pressure. I skipped the bathroom completely and went into the kitchen where I had my morning cigarettes, a big brown coffee and a light breakfast. I was wearing some jeans had a nice belt around them, not with holes, but the one that wraps around a buckle and you can squeeze it as hard as you can. Of course I pulled on it hard and squeezed it as much as I could around my waist and swelling bladder. The bulge is pretty visible by this point already. I had also drank 2 big glasses of water and started surfing the web and catching up with people. It was 1:00PM (2 hours since being up and 13 hours since last pee) that I started feeling my bladder hard as a rock and a lot of pressure building up. I was at an 8 and it felt like it was accelerating rapidly, lol :-). I managed to stay as still as I could and ignore the urge for about another 30 minutes and focused on a call with a friend. It was almost 2:00PM (14 hours into this) when I felt like literally I was gonna burst out very soon, moment at which I drank another glass of water and started posting in the Live Action Thread. It felt so amazing to feel such a pressure and struggle after some time off, was feeling amazing and also got my pretty aroused, I wanted to prolong this as much and as long as possible. My plan was to keep my belt fastened as tight as I could and hold on by any means until the first spurt comes out and than just release the belt completely and struggle to keep on holding for as long as I can. I was very rapidly accelerating to a 9, moment at which I took these picture and started the camera rolling. I was very squrimy and fidgeting at this point, was fighting and squeezing tight against rapidly intensifying pressure waves. My bladder was rock solid and very bulged. I managed to struggle with the flow for a few minutes until a little jet of pee just spurt out. At that point I rushed to the bathroom, I was fighting as hard as I could to stop myself from loosing control and preventing any further leaks I released the tension completely on my belt and struggled on for a few more minutes, until the leaks become more and more frequent and harder to stop After the leaks become unstopabble, I just exploded and peed for more than a minute, making a huge soak on my jeans, a puddle in my flip-flops in which I was standing and also a big puddle on the floor. Felt amazing, hot, flood of relaxation and made me EXTREMELY HORNY in the process. Great way to start off a day. . Submitter Despholder Submitted 11/29/2017 Category Desperation Clothing Jeans  
  25. So I woke up this morning needing a wee. Already pretty desperate I reached over, silenced the alarm, and picked up and woke up my laptop. I could feel my bladder, full, tense, bloated within me. A strong urge in the tip of my penis, and a tightness in my crotch where I was firmly clenching my muscles to hold back the pee. Logging into this site, I chatted with someone for a good hour or two, my desperation growing and growing, me wriggling in bed, squirming in bed, crossing my legs as I typed. More and more often I had to stop typing to hold myself for a moment, squeeze the end of my penis to numb the now almost undeniable urge to pee. Then it happened. As I typed a message, I wriggled, clenched, wriggled, squirmed, desperately trying to finish typing the message I was writing before I reached away from the keyboard to hold myself again. Suddenly a spurt came out, shooting through me and out into my pyjamas. Instantly I grabbed myself and squeezed, clenching hard for all I was worth. i stopped the leak, but I knew I couldn't hold much longer. By now I could feel the telltale sensation of the muscles in my crotch fluttering, spasming with the effort I was asking them to make. I asked the person I was chatting with if I should wet, or just go and pee 'normally.' Squirming, squirming, clenching and squirming to hold on, I waited for the reply. My bladder was heavy inside me, a slight bulge in my lower tummy the outward sign of inward turmoil. 'Wet' came the reply. Far more eloquently put, but the one word I saw was the one that mattered at that moment. Flutter. Flutter.....clench ,hold.....I knew I was in the last few seconds of being able to hold it in. I grabbed my phone, and, one hand squeezing myself and one hand stabbing at the phone to get it into video mode I dashed for the fire exit door. Outside the chill morning air hit me and I started to leak. Holding it back as best I could, feeling pee leaking past my muscles and flowing out of me in dribbles and spurts I hit record, and sat down....... ______ The video is here.....it's a bit different to usual in that there's no real desperation in it, which is why I've described that above - I was already leaking by the time I hit record - and it's hand held, as I simply didn't have time to set it up not hand held! Bear in mind though, that I'm peeing from just before it starts, until a couple of moments before it ends..... ;) I was very very full! pjsitdesp.mov