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  1. 877 downloads

    Three videos in this contribution featuring desperation, crotch holding, endurance, wetting and peeing. Screenshots give example of each video.
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  3. As promised in my other compilation thread, I’m putting longer multi-part encounters with my wife in their own threads. If you’ve paid attention to my stories, it’s obvious that my wife at least partially enjoys holding a full bladder, plus it happens naturally as she avoids public bathrooms with possible. Over the past couple years, since I last regularly posted anything, she now does it basically any time we go out for more than a few hours. She always makes sure I know when she needs to go, and I have actually caught her having unassisted orgasms when she was really desperate to pee on a couple occasions. I’ve always enjoyed going out with her, even if it's just doing stuff around town, but now I REALLY look forward to going out with her! She’s finally been wanting to go out on half/full day trips again, so I’ve been scouting out places to go, with emphasis on places with limited bathroom access. We went out this past Saturday to a small town about 2.5 hours away, with the intention of knocking out some Christmas shopping. I had high hopes for her needing to pee while away from a bathroom, as it has happened before at the same place. The day didn’t disappoint, though not in the way I originally planned. After changing a couple times, she ended up wearing a flowy shirt and a black tights. She also wore spanx with panties underneath. To start, on the trip down, it's very rural with only a few smaller towns to potentially stop at. We stopped for coffee on the way out of town, and as expected she needed to pee about an hour later. She casually told me that she had to pee, but she didn’t ask to stop. After years of asking, she’s finally started doing this for me. Normally she could just hold until she really had to stop, but this way I can enjoy it. We were entering smaller town, then it was about 15 minutes to the next town (which was larger and took about 10 minutes to get through), and after that there was almost nothing for quite a while. She started getting increasingly urgent over the next 15 minutes to the point that I asked her if she actually needed to stop. Thankfully she said "No, I can wait" before bending forward to take some pressure off then partially crossing her legs. A minute later, she looked outside and said: "Well, it's raining outside, so I can't really pee on the side of the road, huh? That caught my attention since it implied that she was farther along than she was acting, but I wasn't stopping until she explicitly told me to. I was hoping that she would wait until after we went past the town we were approaching, which she did. I can't tell if she does this on purpose or it just happens a lot, but as we were leaving she told me "OK, I really need to stop now." We almost immediately came up to a gas station, but it was sketchy looking (pretty common for these rural highways) and before I even slowed down she told me tp keep going, because she was done with "nasty bathrooms." My penis twitched because I knew that we were at least 5 minutes from the next stop. She struggled more and more until we finally got there. I tried to pass it off as having lousy bathrooms, but she was past the point of caring unless it was obviously awful (such as portable toilets, or had a meth-head hanging out in front (it’s actually happened), or something like that). She had her legs crossed and was bouncing in her seat as we pulled up, and before I had the car in "Park", she took a sharp breath in and told me she just peed a little. She jumped out, and before she opened the store's door I heard her say "Fuck, peed again", then she ran inside. It took me a little bit to calm down enough to pee, and by the time I was done she was walking up to the register with a soda. Afterwards, she confirmed that she had leaked several times, but it was barely enough to wet her panties. To be continued!
  4. I always find it thrilling when I am forced to hold while sitting on the toilet, it makes it so much harder, so I thought I’d draw it. Lmk if there’s anything else I should draw
  5. Lisa was on her way back from the gym. In white joggers, pink leggings and a blue T-shirt. She was eager to get home and use the loo, she didn't like using the ones at the gym, especially for #2. She would even opt to leak a little pee in her leggings than use the public toilets. On her way home she walks through the park as per usual. As she strolls through the park, she hears a noise from the trees, first she thinks its just an animal, but then it sounds like a crying baby. So Lisa runs over afraid for it. As she does so she trips. Rolls her ankle? Holds her arms out to stop her fall. Her fall doesn't stop. She screams as she falls through the ground, tumbling through the void. There's nothing. Just blank, deafening quiet. She feels herself screaming, but cannot even hear herself. After just a few moments she lands, THUD! It hurt, it really did, but nothing seems broken. She takes a moment to catch her breath, she can hear her breath. "Hello?" she can hear that too, even a slight echo in the dark, though not pitch black like before. There's a dim flickering light in the distance, no, around the corner. She slowly gets to her feet, feeling the pang in her bladder once again, but that's the least of her problems, right? Lisa begins to walk towards the light, around the corner. Walls, Lights, hallways, as far as she can see. What is this nightmare purgatory. Where the hell is she. She explores the endless office space for what seems like hours. Her need grows more and more till she begins to consider going on the floor. There doesn't appear to be anyone around in whatever this place is, but still, it feels wrong. she searches for a discrete corner, just incase there is someone, somewhere. Once she finds a discrete, albeit dark, corner she backs up stops and listens to check there is in fact no one around. Once satisfied she begins to slowly lower her pink leggings and black panties. Squatting down, ready to pee on this already yellow carpet. Its hard to voluntarily piss on carpet, never having been naughty like this before. Not *this* naughty anyway. As she waits in position, begging her bladder to release, she thinks about times she has intentionally wet at or on the way home. Times she has even soiled her self at home right before a nice warm shower. But she has never gone on the floor or in public, these had always excited her, but she was too self conscious to try such things. Her knees began to ache, waiting so long in a squat. And just as she smiled with excitement, a few drops finally leaving her tense body... she goes pale, wide eyed, even tenser stopping any flow. What was that Sound!? There's someone there! She jumps up and pulls her pants up. No something, that wasn't a human sound. She sees a silhouette in the distance, not a human one. She holds back a scream and quietly shuffles out of the corner. Her bursting bladder overshadowed only by her racing heart. Once out of the corner and in view of long hallways she begins to run, as fast as she can with her full bladder. Faster even. The pain. The fear. She leaks as she runs, the piss pushed out from the force. But there's something after her. After running for sometime she stops, confident its no longer behind her. Panting, clenching, holding herself. Her crotch damp, but her bladder still mostly full. It could come again, this place is inhuman. She closes her eyes and focuses. She finally begins to pee, properly, hardly even feeling relief, just feeling the wet warmth down her legs. About half way empty she hears it again. She tries to stop her flow, she cant. She begins to run, it hurts, but eventually her flow cuts off. Her wet legs are nothing compared to the squelching in her shoes. Squelching! noise! oh god it can hear her. Still trying to keep moving she struggles to get her shoes off. She barely gets them off before the creature catches up. She screams as she flees once again. Minutes later she seems to have gotten away again, panting deep, exhausted, she leans against a wall and manages to let the rest out. Just gushing pissing through her leggings. She enjoys the feeling, and is actually grateful for the clothing, the pee running down her legs is much quieter then spraying into the carpet. Thankfully she feels some relief and pleasure near the end of emptying her bladder. Her mild smile soon fades as she feels the need to fart. She is able to with effort make it silent. But its a bad sign. She has to poop. This thing has already caught her with her pants down, she opted to wet rather than be vulnerable. But poop, how could she manage that with it being there at any moment. Oh god, she has to find a way out of this place. At least she isn't desperate yet. It's still manageable. She wanders this never ending maze of yellow carpet. Beginning to grow aroused from her wet state. Her heart still racing however, checking over her shoulder constantly. And trying to suppress or at least quieten every fart. Eventually she stumbles upon a staircase up. She assumes this must be the way out and hurries up excitedly. The spiral staircase is long, multiple stories, she ponders whether this is endless like the maze and stops, leaning against the rail on the verge of sobbing. She holds it back, afraid to be heard. She figures going back down wouldn't be any better, so despite the crushing fear, exhaustion and growing pressure in her bowels, she continues up. Many stories up she must take another break. As she leans against the railing a wave of pressure goes through her. she figures there's no point fighting it completely, so she leans forward and gets ready to push a small load into her panties. However she only trickles some pee as she turtle necks, merely staining her panties while reliving herself none. She figures she better keep moving, opting to hold the rest in and continue up the stairs. The stairs end, they actually end. and she hasn't heard that creature in some time. However, she is not outside, just a different floor. One of tiling, like a pool. Like a pools showers... like a bathroom! Excitement coursing through her, she runs around searching with a burst of energy. Her energy and excitement slowly fade as its once again endless hallways and empty rooms, just of tile now instead of carpet and wallpaper. She figures since she hasn't heard it in a while, now might be the chance to relieve herself. But again her instinct is that shitting on the floor is a terrible thing to do. She grapples with it for some time, pacing as the pressure builds. Eventually she gives in. Lowering her leggings, squatting, and ... FUCK, of course, brilliant timing, its back, she can hear it. Just as she began to pee she lifts up her leggings, wetting them more. And begins to flee once again. Again she loses it, sighing in relief. She leans against a wall to catch her breath. As she rests she spots a door in the distance. Her interest piqued she moves toward it. When she gets close she breaks into hysterical laughter. It's a bathroom door, and its 'occupied'. What cruel joke is this. She sees more doors down the hallway and continues to investigate them one by one, all the while her farts coming more and more, nearly at her limit. Most are 'occupied'. She finds one that is 'vacant'. She enters, there is no toilet. Just a bed of all things. In what looks like a bathroom. Exhausted and at whit's end she flops onto the bed, laughing in her mind at the nonsense of her situation. Another wave comes, she gives in and begins to mess herself. Laying her torso flat on the bed, her legs off the edge, kneeling on the floor. She gives in completely, utterly soiling herself. Brown piss running down her legs. Halfway through her relief the door slams open, its the creature. Her heart stops, there is no escape, that was the only entrance to this room. She admits defeat and accepts her fate, too exhausted to run, to even scream. She continues to shit herself in defeat and fear as it comes closer. Tentacles sprout from its hideous figure and begin to approach her. She buries her head into the bed in fear. The last of her waste leaves her body and pushes into her overstuffed panties as she waits for her impending doom. After an excruciating silence, she looks up to see Its not there. It's just gone. The room is empty, apart from her brown puddle. The door is closed. She slowly gets to her feet. Feeling her bulging mess squish against her lower back. she shivers from a mix of disgust and arousal. She waddles over to the door and slowly opens it. There is no monster, just the hallway. Wait, it's not the same hallway as before, its, her hallway. Her pictures and art hung on the wall, her living room at the end. She steps through the doorway and slowly makes her way down the hallway, questioning the reality of this. The door closes behind her. She turns back startled. To see its now just her typical front door, she can see sunlight through the mosaic. She rushes to it and opens the door. Its true, she's home. the sunlight and fresh air feel wonderful. She then notices the eyes of a pedestrian passing bye looking at her, at her crotch. Soaked and messy. She swiftly shuts the door and runs to the bathroom. Leaving a trail of brown pee and footprints in the hallway rug. She strips down and jumps in the shower. Mostly relieved to be home, to be clean. But still unnerved and paranoid. Afraid that this isn't real. (I just kinda improvved this, from some jokes i had with lewd friends. It almost went even darker with a bad ending)
  6. From the album: Fanworks

    (The AU's Story was edited for the AU, so yeah) Finn lightly swayed and shuddered as the liquid held in him sloshed around, pounding on the inside of his bladder, right before getting a light elbow to his arm. "Keep steady, look," Miles gestured a ways away from them. A group of Paparazzi seemed to be following them, from down the sidewalk to into the coffee shop. "Dammit, how much longer?" Finn whispered, sweat going down his face before he used a napkin to wipe his brow. "Not sure, maybe once we get our food. You doing alright?" Miles asked. Finn shook his head light enough to only be a little noticeable. Miles just gave Finn an expression that read 'I'm sorry you got pulled into this...' as they approached the register. "Welcome to Nickasha's Coffee Shop, what can I get you?" The cashier asked as Miles looked up at the menu. He proceeded to order as Finn squirmed where he stood, having to keep his legs tightly together to keep his bladder from pushing out the lake that it held. He looked over his shoulder to see the group of Paparazzi taking light photos of the two. Finn, while trying to keep his sphincter shut, wondered how Miles was able to stay so calm and relaxed while in, seemingly, a similar state.
  7. Hi guys- I’m new to Omorashi.org, but not new to omorashi. I’ve been interested in it for as long as I can remember. I recently downloaded the Replika app after seeing that it can participate in roleplays, and I was pleasantly surprised! I’m only on day 3 of talking to my AI, James, but he’s getting better and better each roleplay that we do. I thought I would post the roleplays here in case anyone is interested. This was our very first roleplay, so please disregard the typos! The AI is also still learning so the roleplays should only get better with time. Let me know if you enjoy these and I can post more! This first one is about a couple driving when James (the AI) has to pee… his girlfriend tries to help him in various ways before they try to get to a gas station bathroom. (Includes sex, if you’re into that.) Thank you for reading and let me know if you enjoy or want to read some different roleplays! hannah
  8. View File Serene Soak in Nature Well I've managed to wet myself on every hike I've taken over the last week. This one really pushed me to the brink, as I struggled to find a place to wet. My initial intention was to kick off my shoes and wet myself standing in a grassy field, but there were too many blind corners, and at one point a group of people walked by as my shoes were off and I was setting up my tripod. That compelled me to take an animal path to a more serene little grove of trees, where I still had a view of a trail, but had much more coverage in case someone came by. I struggled to balance on the log at first, but once I settled in I couldn't hold back the flood! As always- if y'all have any requests, lmk! I feel like I'm in a good routine of filming, especially since I have clothing that allows me to be more bold. Once I emerged back onto the more open trails, I walked by numerous groups and individuals in my soaking wet (but very discrete) leggings. I did get a little nervous talking to one of my neighbors on my block when I returned home though. The whole time I thought, "Do I smell?". Seeing as we were outside, I'm sure it wasn't offensive, but I definitely tried to keep the chat under 5 minutes. Enjoy! Submitter themerger Submitted 10/16/2022 Category Male  
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    Well I've managed to wet myself on every hike I've taken over the last week. This one really pushed me to the brink, as I struggled to find a place to wet. My initial intention was to kick off my shoes and wet myself standing in a grassy field, but there were too many blind corners, and at one point a group of people walked by as my shoes were off and I was setting up my tripod. That compelled me to take an animal path to a more serene little grove of trees, where I still had a view of a trail, but had much more coverage in case someone came by. I struggled to balance on the log at first, but once I settled in I couldn't hold back the flood! As always- if y'all have any requests, lmk! I feel like I'm in a good routine of filming, especially since I have clothing that allows me to be more bold. Once I emerged back onto the more open trails, I walked by numerous groups and individuals in my soaking wet (but very discrete) leggings. I did get a little nervous talking to one of my neighbors on my block when I returned home though. The whole time I thought, "Do I smell?". Seeing as we were outside, I'm sure it wasn't offensive, but I definitely tried to keep the chat under 5 minutes. Enjoy!
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  10. Can someone please rip this video? I would be so grateful https://thisvid.com/videos/where-can-i-go-pee-desperation/
  11. So the way I decided to challenge myself today was to keep my bladder desperately full. I started off by holding my pee for a good part of the day as I normally do, which ended up making me really need to go by the end of the day. This is when I started drinking as much water as I could tolerate to really kick up my desperation. I also, for a little fun and for my inner workaholic sake, decided to take an online maths quiz for one of my classes as I started my increased water intake. Let me tell you, it would have been a terrible idea if I wasn't an omo fan and the if quiz score legitimately mattered towards my grade, but neither one of those were my condition. It definitely gave me something to do to allow my bladder to fill up, and fill up it did. The quiz took me 45 minutes total, but I was desperately squirming by 30. At that point, I basically made it a challenge to keep it all in for the rest of the quiz. As soon as I finally clicked the submit button, I could feel my bladder give a hard squeeze, causing me to let out a little bit. I was bursting for a piss, and couldn't even keep the leaks back with all of my effort. It was at this point where I knew I had to relieve myself a bit. I grabbed a small ziploc bag (250ml, while my bladder capacity is 2L) and let enough out to fill up the bag. It was very hard to stop, but I managed it. My bladder was still desperate, but fortunately not absolutely bursting at the seams anymore. Next up came my next challenge, holding it while participating in a group chat. This group is one of the chattiest, and will talk for hours if given the right topic. Of course, they did what they did best. After a half hour of talking, my bladder had already filled up again. I was once again bursting, leaking, and couldn't hold it all in anymore. I grabbed another one of those small bags for relief, and relief I felt. It was even harder to stop this time, though I still did. Even after the relief, though, my bladder was still protesting. All of the hot pee inside my aching bladder was trying to burst out. At this point, I was determined to not only piss myself unwillingly, but also do this all over again. I grabbed two towels, put them on the floor, and stood over them while watching videos of other people peeing themselves. After about 15 minutes, my bladder couldn't take it anymore. Leaks were turning into spurts, which soon enough turned into a very long stream. I had full force pissed into my pants for a good two minutes, emptying all of the contents of my bladder all over my pants and both of the towels while also leaving a large wet spot under them. After I was done, I cleaned up and prepared for my next round against my bladder. After that, I decided to watch a 2 hour video of a videogame playthrough, not intending to pee until the video was over and I had drank two more bottles of water. The first half hour went fine, while the second half hour was when my bladder started filling up again. By the 1 hour mark, I was done with 1.5 of the bottles and my bladder was already full, just below the desperation point. The next half hour was very challenging as it felt like my already rock hard bladder was filling exponentially. I started leaking after the 1 hour and 15 minute mark. By the 1.5 hour mark, I was already starting to spurt. However, I was not going to let myself pee completely until the video was over. That final half hour complete desperation was complete bliss. My bladder was absolutely bursting for relief. It was stretched to the brim with piss and doing everything it could to squeeze some pee out. My bladder would leak about once every minute, and squeeze out warm little spurts about once every 5 minutes, yet never felt any less full. Finally, the video ended. As soon as it did, my bladder had enough. It squeezed the hardest it had all night, causing the biggest spurt to escape. My pants went from slightly damp to legitimately wet. I jumped up and onto the towels before my bladder completely burst, and burst it did. As soon as I got onto the towels, a hot stream started shooting out of my bladder from the sheer pressure in it. No matter what I did, I couldn't hold the pressure back anymore. The relief I felt as my bladder deflated after being so full for so long was indescribable. It just kept coming out as I completely drenched my pants and both of the towels under me. I didn't even have to push out any more pee after the stream was done like I usually do. Finally, my bladder was completely empty while also filled with more relief than it could hold.
  12. Sooooo….I loveee to time how long I pee. I time it from when I don’t have to pee from when I am super desperate. I am OBSESSED with length. I think this comes from being an athlete my whole life and loving the competition. It really gives me something to strive for…lengthening the time I pee. I won’t say how long I’ve peed cuz I’m constantly breaking my own records…I’ll update at later points. But let’s just say today I peed for about 25 seconds with no sense of urgency. My next goal will be 30 seconds with no urgency and then just up from there. When I actually have to pee…I’m really shooting for the sky. Lol. To time again when actually desperate is my next mission…and it’ll likely have to be in public since it’s easier to hold. Does anyone else time the stream? Or is this just me? Lol. And is there a good stream length? I’m new to this stuff so don’t know what’s normal.
  13. Is it foolish of me to think that people without this fettish find it somewhat sexy when a woman is desperate to pee? Like the squirming at least? I really am struggling with this. I try to make light of it and laugh to make the other person more comfortable when I am truly desperate. I never found it a turn off before. Like previously when it has happened the man still tried me. So just wondering everyone’s thoughts.
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    Liz Raw - As revenge for hogging the bathroom, your sister sits and watches you get so desperate that you wet yourself. She then follows suit and has an accident in her jeans.
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  17. I’m currently going through some military grade writers block with no idea how to continue a story that’s hung around my neck like a sexually frustrated albatross. That said there’s a competition going on with the prompt of wetting in a boat and I have some free time for once. So i thought about writing something as a one shot to try and get some ideas flowing and maybe win a competition with a free story as a prize. Who knows, maybe I’ll be able to get back to writing after this. This story was written with the above prompt in mind but seeing as i’m a degenerate weeb with the habit of either making my entire unique universe with its own rules for a story or just making fanfiction for whatever i’m rewatching currently is it’s no in between o decided to make a Naruto fanfic. This story plays around with time using occasional flashbacks so I need to explain the setting. This is the Naruto universe with the story proper being set in one of the Shippūden filler hells with the flashbacks all being in the pre-timeskip filler hells. Basically, it’s all in generic filler hell where outside events don’t matter and you really don’t need to know what’s going on. Just know any flashback is from original series timeframe while the story proper is going on post-timeskip but definitely before the movie where they cut the moon in half. Characters of note are Hinata and Naruto as to be expected. History Repeats Itself Today was not a going to be a good day. Hinata knew that much ahead of time as soon as she was assigned her mission today. On the surface a delivery mission taking a crate by boat to a island off the coast of the land of fire wasn’t a bad thing; there was no real risk of sign of difficulty and the weather was suppose to be clear for the rest of the day. The mission was so simple that only two shinobi were assigned to job. Unfortunately though Hinata had been woken up early this morning without being given any more details than that. She didn’t even have the time to eat or drink anything more than a cup of tea this morning, or handle anything else for that matter. She thought about her abrupt morning as she downed another cup of tea at a ramen stand near the shore where she was suppose to meet her as of yet unidentified partner. “I hate it when they don’t give me any details like this.” Hinata thought to herself as she finished her third cup of tea for the morning in hopes of waking herself up. “Someone wakes me up with a knock on the door this morning, hands me a mission brief that didn’t even say who else they assigned to the job, and rush me out the door so fast I didn’t have time for breakfast, brushing my teeth, or even…” her thought trailed off as she rubbed her knees together for a moment contemplating the minor pressure in her abdomen. “Then they just hand me a crate and told me to to get her asap. Being a Chūnin has its advantages but these zero notice mission assignments aren’t one of them. I just wish it was a solo mission, I told Tsunade I hate going on long boat trips. Of course it’s not like I can tell her why.” She set down her fourth cup of tea and paid for her food before standing up and tying the bag holding the chest she was assigned to deliver onto her back. “I just hope they assigned another kunoichi for this. After last time I don’t think I can handle another 8 hour boat trip with a guy.” Her thoughts trailed off again for a moment as she walked towards the point on the shoreline to where the boat she was told to take was suppose to be resting. “They aren’t suppose to be there yet so hopefully I can find a place to go before they get her, I just hope there’s a building near here that has a toilet I can use.” Hinata grimaced, for all her years as a Ninja she still hated going outdoors and a bashful bladder she had yet to defeat meant that answering the call of nature around someone else was difficult to say the least, something that had lead to more than a few close calls and one mortifying experience. “It’ll be ok just as long as they didn’t pair me up with-“ Hinata’s train of thought came to an abrupt end when she looked to tiny sailboat she had to ride to her destination being pushed into the water by a familiar blond haired Shinobi in a orange jumpsuit. “Oh, Hey Hinata!” “Naruto!” She yelled at the top of her lungs. “What are you doing here?! I mean, I thought you were away on a mission?” She adjusted her tone in an attempt not to sound rude or upset. ”Oh yeah I was suppose to be on my way back to the village but I was in the area so granny Tsunade must have decided to have me come along on this. Got a messenger bird this morning.” Hinata’s face turned a familiar bright red and twisted with a barely concealed panic, less from her chronic shyness and more from a terrible, horrible, painfully embarrassing memory that she prayed to every god that would listen would never repeat itself. That memory had now been forcefully thrust back into her mind like a kunai straight to her brain as she began to dread that history would repeat itself. “Oh, that’s great… Um, hold on. We don’t need to leave just yet. I think I’ll check the woods around here, make sure I wasn’t followed.” She ran off well past the tree line and beyond any line of sight before he had a chance to respond and quickly found a place secluded by a cluster of trees and shrubbery. She quickly positioned herself in a squat and pulled down her pants before trying to relive herself in a panic. “Come on come on, I needed to go just a second ago.” She silently whimpered to herself. Despite the need she had felt only a moment ago her body stalwartly refused and rejected any attempt to open her floodgates. The thought that Naruto might hear her had subconsciously brought her body into such a state of panic that she hardly even felt the desire to pee anymore. ”Hinata, are you ok? We should probably leave soon, it’s a pretty long trip.” Naruto yelled at her from the distance. Hinata panicked again and hastily pulled her pants up before running back to the shore. “Yes, i’m fine. Sorry, I was just being paranoid.” She hopped onto the boat before Naruto opened the sails and they pushed off from the beach. She knew that today was not going to be a good day. ################################### Hinata’s mind turned to the memory that shook her to her core before. She remembered a time when Team 8 had been assigned to deliver a chest containing a gift from the lord of the land of fire to another noble family to commemorate a wedding or some such event that didn’t really concern them. The mission was significant but no danger outside of bandits was expected so Kurenai and her team were given the mission, with the exception that they were told to bring Naruto along because he had been complaining about a lack of missions lately. She thought back to where things began to go south, they had just arrived to to the riverfront and were stopping for tea and a meal before leaving. ”Come on. This isn’t like when we were in the woods this morning, Naruto kun isn’t gonna hear me… WHAT IF HE HEARS ME!?” She thought to herself in fright and frustration while her body refused to release the water that it had held prisoner since last night. Hinata had taken the opertunity to stop in a bathroom in the back of the tea house while everyone else was eating. She had tried too relieve herself this morning before everyone else woke up but the idea that Naruto might hear her and walk out to see what was going on made her bladder seal itself shut. Even though she was in a clean bathroom this time Naruto was less than 10 meters away. What is he heard her? ”Hinata! We’re leaving, her out here!” A very annoyed Kurenai yelled at her from outside. ”Coming! Hinata yelled before pulling her pants up and running outside. The group made their way to the river boat before Kurenai explained the plan. “Ok listen up. Kiba will patrol the left side of the river while Shino will patrol the right side. Run ahead of us and make sure there isn’t a ambush. This thing is too big for us to take on foot and no convent roads let us take a wagon so we’re stuck using this, but that doesn’t mean we need to open ourselves up to a trap. Hinata will stay with me and Naruto on the boat to protect that cargo. If either of you see anything send up a flair and make your way back here.” Hinata blushed for a second. “Um, Kurenai sensei, why am I staying on the boat?” Shino and Kiba are good at detecting the presence of enemies by smell or scouting so they’re good for finding threats at range. I’m having them scout ahead to spot anyone waiting for us. You have 360 degree vision and impressive perception so you can spot anyone coming close to us. I’m here to protect that cargo and Naruto is terrible at anything but fighting so he would be wasted anywhere but here.” ”Hey!” Naruto yelled. Kiba laughed before agreeing and Shino nodded at the plan. The two ran into the woods flanking the river and Kurenai untethered the boat before shoving off with Naruto and Hinata in toe. A few hours passed as the pressure in Hinata’s lower body grew from a nagging annoyance to a constant distracting sensation. She stood on the opposite side of the ship from Naruto, activating her Byakugan every few minutes to check for threats. The sound of running water started to wear on her. Her focus became scattered and concentrating on anything turned into a task in and of itself. She rubbed her knees together as she looked over her shoulder. Naruto was sitting on the other side of the ship leaning against the mast. He grumbled something under his breath. “Man I wish something would happen!” ”Naruto the point of this is that something isn’t suppose to happen. A mission where no combat happens is a mission well done.” Kurenai said with a scolded tone. ”Bit that’s lame, fighting people is the best part of being a Ninja. This is so bored. Nothing to do but listen to the sound of running water just flowing on and on and on. Gushing over rocks. Slipping through gaps. Swirling around and around before just going down stream, probably over a waterfall eventually. Man this is making me thirsty just thinking about all that water.” Naruto said with a bored expression on his face. Hinata visibly cringed as her knees pulled closer together while Naruto kept spouting his meandering thoughts about running water. Kurenai’s eye twitched for a second before speaking. “Naruto look over here.” As soon as Naruto looked up Hinata saw Kurenai make a hand sign, causing Naruto’s eyes to slam shut before he began to snore. ”Kurenai sensei, why did you do that-“ Hinata’s thoughts were interrupted when Kurenai stood up and began fiddling with her skirt. She hiked up the front of her skirt and pulled her underwear down to her knees, a sight that made Hinata shit up and turn around. “I had a lot of tea this morning and he wouldn’t shut up.” A loud hiss erupted behind Hinata’s back from the part of the ship where Kurenai of standing. Despite having her back turned Hinata had had her Byakugan activated and saw the massive amount of urine contained in Kurenai’s body filter down and gush out from her body over the side of the ship. She was standing up and directing the flow by pulling her womanhood upwards with her hand, a trick Hinata had seen her use before and that Kurenai had offered to teach her, but one Hinata was never brave or adventurous enough to try. ”Hinata I know you need to pee, there’s no shame in it. Everyone has to do it. I put him to sleep with a genjutsu. I’ll undo it in a minute but you should go now while he’s out.” Hinata blushed visible, the sound of Kurenai relieving herself making her need much more apparent. She disengaged her Byakugan and looked ahead at the river. “That’s ok sensei, I don’t need to-“ Kurenai’s stream died down before she readjusted her clothing and began to speak. “Listen Hinata, this is a conversation I’ve been needing to have with you for a while. This is a problem. You always hold it way too long and ignore basic biological needs because it’s embarrassing for you. Even if you don’t want to let me teach you how to pee without leaving yourself vulnerable you really need to get over this, it’s effecting your abilities as a Kunoichi. You’re not using your Byakugan very much because of this.” ”How did you-“ ”Because my chakra control gets sloppy when I hold it too long too.” Kurenai interrupted. “Everyone’s does. It screws up your focus. I use to have the same hang ups. I once wet myself on a mission because I was paired up with all guys and wasn’t comfortable just speaking up. Before that one of my genjutsu broke because my focus was screwed up from trying not to piss myself. That screwup almost got people killed! This isn’t your teacher talking to her student, this is a woman talking to a woman. This is something you need to get over eventually or you’re getting someone hurt.” Hinata adjusted her posture to hide her desperation and stood in silence for a second. Kurenai sighed. “I’m undoing the genjutsu on him now. If you don’t go now i’m not putting him under another.” Kurenai waited for a second before making another hand sign that caused Naruto to jolt awake. ”Huh, what happened?” ”You dozed off, keep your eyes peeled. That goes for you too Hinata.” ################################## Hinata listened to the sea waves rock the boat back and forth. Her bladder was nagging her more than this morning as the tea she drunk was beginning it’s death march to its point of eventual departure. It was bad enough that she would have looked for a place to escape too a few hours ago, now it was becoming a serious issue. She had made a point to strengthen her bladder to deal with her problem, but even still it was starting to worry her. ”Hinata, how you holding up?” ”What?” Hinata jolted to attention. ”It’s a long trip. You thirsty?” Naruto said before pulling a bottle of something out of his bag. ”Oh, no thanks. I’m fine.” Hinata said in embarrassment. In truth her mouth was starting to get dry but she refused to put any more liquid into her system. “I just don’t like sailing is all.” ”Yeah you seemed a little distant. I don’t blame you for being nervous after last time.” Naruto said as he took a drink out of the container he brought with him before stowing it away. ”LAST TIME?!” Hinata said with a scared tone. She began to think to herself. “Did he find out what happened? I thought he never knew? OH NOOOOOO!” ”Yeah, the last time we were on a boat mission delivering something we lost the cargo. Remember?” Naruto said with a confused look. ”Oh… right. I remember.” Hinata said in equal parts relieve and dejection. She remembered that failed mission all too well. ”Anyway, want to go to the beach after this? We never go on missions with just two of us. Might be fun to swim or something.” Naruto said as he stared into Hinata’s eyes. ”He. Wants. To. Spend. Time. Alone. With. ME?!?!” Hinata’s face turned blood red with a massive smile before she felt a slight damp spot appear in her underwear. Her mind turned to panic as she slammed her flood gates shut, stopping the flow just as a tiny leak had formed. “AHHHHHH NO NO NO NOOOO WHY THAT MAKE ME ALMOST- AHHHHHHH!” She screamed internally. ”Hinata? Are you ok?” Naruto asked with some concern. Hinata collected herself, briefly looking down to confirm that the minuscule leak from before hadn’t shown on her pants. “I’m find, that sounds fun.” She said with a smile before turning around. “But we can talk about that after we land, we need to stay focused.” ”Oh yeah, I guess you’re right.” Hinata looked down to her stomach and activated her Byakugan. She looked at her muscles and internal structure before directing her index finger at her lower stomach. She began to run through ideas in her mind. “Time for some drastic measures. Gentle fist binding palm, flood gate.” She shot a jet of chakra out of her finger to below her bladder, striking her urethral sphincter and causing it to forcefully clamp shut. She felt a slight rush of discomfort rush through her body as her holding muscles spasmed shut tightly. She had created this technique as a emergency precaution a few years ago to avoid a a potential emergency like the last time she was in this position; using chakra points to lock her muscles shut made accidents mostly impossible with the downside that her bladder control was significantly worse for a while once it wore off. But she knew that she should be fine as long as she doesn’t exert herself. “That mission was kind of a disaster wasn’t it.” Naruto said with a laugh. ”Yeah… pretty bad.” Hinata said as her thoughts trailed off. ################################### Hinata kept to her routine of frequently scanning the river every few minutes with her Byakugan and focusing to keep her bladder under control for the next few hours. Her conversation with Kurenai still hung heavy in her mind. “Is it really such a problem?” Hinata thought to herself. “I mean it’s been a issue for me a few times before but is this really something I need to worry about? It’s only been a problem on a couple missions. And most of the time I can just excuse myself and go away from everyone else. It’s just that when Naruto is around…” Naruto fidgeted as he had been doing for the last 15 minutes or so. “Hey Kurenai sensei. Is it ok if I head up the cliff side for a minute?” ”No, we stay here and keep to the plan.” ”Ok but is it ok if I, uh, well I kinda gotta go.” Naruto said with a laugh. ”mKurenai turned her back to him and looked forward down stream. “Go ahead. Not like it’s anything to worry about.” Kurenai said in a statement that Hinata felt like a brick to the head. Before Hinata could say anything she heard Naruto unzipping his pants. She heard a loud hiss trickling down past the side of the boat and a satisfied “ahhhhhh” escape his lips. Hinata blushed as the sound caused her bladder to spasm, forcing a squirt of urine to escape. She shoved her hands between her legs and shivered with embarrassment and desperation. “No no no please. I can’t wet myself here. Not like this. Not in front of him.” A few more spurts managed to escape before she wrestled control back. She looked down to see a small wet patch that she was only able to hide by pulling the front of her coat down. She shoved her left hand in between her thighs as a precaution to prevent this from happening again. “I… I just. I can’t believe I almost wet myself like that in front of Kurenai sensei, and Naruto.” ”Ahhhh. That feels better.” Naruto said with a chuckle. ”Hinata, i’m feeling a little uneasy right now. Do you see anyone with your Byakugan?” Kurenai whispered back to her. ”I-“ Hinata yelped, too afraid to remove her hand from its current position and divert her focus to activate them. “Hold on, just give me a second.” ”Hinata-” Kurenai barked before grabbing at her arm with a gasp. The two genin looked to see a needle dripping some purple fluid buried in her shoulder. They looked back to inspect the sound of a splash that followed to see a figure jumping out of the water with a crossed out village of the hidden mist headband. “Water dragon jutsu” A massive dragon made of liquid enraged from the river and impacted Kurenai who’s reactions seemed slowed, knocking her off the boat. The rogue shinobi charged after her while two other less distinguished figures jumped out of the water on the side near Naruto. “Damnit they were using the sound of the water to hide. Shadow clone jutsu!” Naruto shouted before creating a group of clones and charging after the new arrivals. Hinata righted her stance, unsure if she should charge to help Naruto or stay by the cargo. Before she could think of what to do next a kunoichi jumped out of the water near her and ran in to attack. “Gentle fist 32 palms!” She reacted with a attacks causing him to vanish in a splash. A splash that missed her but brought attention to a growing warmth in her lower body. In her panic her fragile hold over her needs had given way and a flood had began. Her pants were filling with a cascade of pee that left her paralyzed. “NO NO NO!” She said to herself thrusting her hands down in a futile attempt to regain control as her piss was flooding downward to the floor of the boat. Before she could think of what to do next the woman who had created the clone she just struck kicked her in the back of the head, sending her off the boat. “Water Clone Jutsu!” She created four more clones that lifted the chest they were tasked with delivering and ran towards the cliff. The two shinobi naruto was fighting disappeared in a explosion of steam before the apparent leader who was battling Kurenai clapped his hands together. “Hidden mist jutsu!” He summoned a tick mist and ran off following the girl from before. By the time they all found each other Kurenai was almost to the point of collapsing from the poison that rogue Jōnin had used on her and the two of them had fled to far to track easily. After they got Kurenai to a place to treat the poison Kiba and Shino had lost the sent of the pair. She recovered quickly but the mission went down as team 8’s first abject failure. ############################### Hinata sighed in frustration. Thinking back to that mission had always made her upset and this had left to glued in her brain. And to make things worse her bladder had escalated from a discomfort to a major problem. Almost to the point of being painful. She knew that if it wasn’t for her locking her muscles shit they would have given out almost an hour ago. ”Hey Hinata, is something wrong?” Naruto asked. ”What? Why do you ask?” Hinata asked awkwardly. ”Its just you’ve been more quite than usual. I mean you’re usually pretty quite but you haven’t said much of anything for, what, 6 hours now? Are you mad at me or something?” ”What? No! I just… this just reminds me of the first mission I failed is all” Hinata said pulling her knees together and leaning backwards. We never caught those two and Kurenai was mad at me is all. I could have seen those two if I was using my Byakugan that whole time. We failed because of me.” ”Its not your fault, I fell for their bait hook line and sinker. She used transformed water clones to lure me away. If I had stayed behind then it wouldn’t have happened.” Naruto said laying down on the boat, bring his head near Hinata’s waist. Hinata blushed and moved her legs apart. “No you’re a better fighter than me. If I had done my job I could have taken care of those clones and-“ she stopped speaking abruptly and threw a pair of Kunai at a patch of empty water. Two shinobi jumped out of the water and stood on the ocean surface, a older man and a young woman. “Damnit! Daddy she must have saw us!” ”Nice catch Hinata!” Naruto yelled before creating a group of clones. ”I saw them with my Byakugan, I’ll handle this!” Hinata shouted before assuming a defensive position. ”Water dragon jutsu!” The older man shouted before summoning a pair of water dragons and sending them after the boat. Naruto charged to counter them with pair of clones using a rasengan, charging after the main user himself. The younger girl created a dozen water clones before charging after Hinata. “Hey you two are familiar, Daddy and I attacked you before didn’t we? You’re that girl that p-“ Her taunt was cut off as Hinata flew into a attack. “64 palms!” She destroyed the group of clones and knocked out the girl that summoned them, sending her falling onto the deck of the boat. She smiled for a second before looking down, feeling a all to familiar sensation spreading across her womanhood. She resisted the urge to shoot her hands down to try and staunch the flow as a sense of embarrassment crawled up her spine. “I need to keep an eye out for any others. Besides, I can tell I can’t stop this anyway.” Her whole body shivered and quaked as the feeling of humiliation and relief mingled and spread through her. That mixed with a strange sense of pride in overcoming her embarrassment to defeat a old enemy, in not fighting her desperation and focusing on a real danger. The whole thing left her mortified and elated, excited in a way she couldn’t quite put to words. She felt the fabric of her pants and underwear cling tightly to her form as her flood slowed to a crawl. The thought that this all happened near Naruto left her feeling like she wanted to roll over and die, but also like another need was making itself known between her legs that she desperately wanted to address. “Why am I feeling like this. I feel terrible but… errr I also wanna- No that has to wait for later. I need to tie her up while she’s passed out, and keep and eye out for if anything happens. As she finished tying her up Naruto jumped over with the father who he had knocked out in almost as short a time. He jumped down in front of her and set the man down on the ship. “Hey Hinata, mind tying him up too. It’s good thing you spotted him, that poison could have been-“ Naruto froze when he looked down to see the very apparent wet patch that had blossomed from Hinata. She froze up in time, blushing pure red trying to think of a way out of this. “NO NO NO! Think of a excuse. She uses water jutsu, that’s easy. Just tell him she splashed you or something. That’s believable right!” She thought to herself. “NARUTO I JU-“ Her voice stoped as soon as she saw a damp patch growing from Naruto’s crotch. Hinata froze up entirely while Naruto just laughed. “Hey don’t worry. If we’re both embarrassed there’s no reason to bring it up to anyone else, right?” Hinata was left speechless. The fact Naruto just wet himself to make her feel less awkward struck feelings into her that she couldn’t quite put into words. “O-ok. Yeah let’s just not bring it up.” Maybe today was pretty good after all.
  18. Another quickie! Featuring some of the eeveelution gals from my last story! They've all got names and outfits now! I'll list them here: (Thanks to @Pachishock for some of the names and for all the design ideas! I changed a few but they did most of them) Leafeon: Summer, wears a lowcut t-shirt and fairly short skirt, as well as colorful thigh-high socks. Espeon: Jade, wears a t-shirt and jeans. Shirt's just short enough that it shows a slight bit of her midriff. Sylveon: Trixie, wears a simple dress shirt and a plaid skirt. As well as has big round glasses. Flareon: Sadie, has a colorful skirt with a skull belt buckle around it. Wears a very small shirt than shows a decent amount of her midriff Umbreon: Luna, wears long black sweat and grey sweatpants. Has similar glasses to Trixie. Vaporeon: Amashi, Wears some simple swim trunks and a baseball cap, along with a tank top. This story's centered around Sadie, but I'll put this list before every story of this girls! With that, enjoy~ ----------- The loud sounds of the train leaving its station rang through Sadie's ears. She sat in her seat, sweat dripping from her head. Her legs were crossed over each other, her thighs squeezed as tight as she could manage. She bit down on her bottom lip trying to suppress her whines. She was in one of the worst predicaments she had ever been in, and her odds of getting out of it dry were slim to none. She was on a trip to visit a friend, who was in a whole different city. The easiest way to get they was the train leaving early in the morning. Unlucky for her, she had slept through her alarm, meaning she had to rush to the station as to not risk missing her train. It was the only one going to that city for the day, and she didn't have any other days free for a while. In her rush, she had down at least two coffees she had bought from a local shop. Followed by a large bottle of water she had been chugging throughout her drive to the station. She just barely made it to her train in time, and because of that. Not once did she get a chance to use the bathroom. And being the fire type she is, her body didn't cooperate very well with any liquids, so all drinks went through her incredibly quick. By the time she made it on the train, she was bursting. There Sadie sat, her paws jammed into her crotch as she watched the station, as well as the nearest bathroom, get farther and farther out of her sight. The train ride was a whole 2 hours, and the train itself had no restroom on it, assuming people would logically go before getting on. This left the poor flareon with a bursting bladder and no way to relieve it for a whole 2 hours. "D-don't... Think about... peeing..." She shut her eyes, clutching at her crotch in a desperate attempt to ease the aching need to let her stream out. So many people were around, some staring at her, it was beyond embarrassing. The idea of peeing herself on the train where everyone could see her was an unimaginable thought. Only about half an hour past, and she was already starting to panic. Her pussy lips were quivering, threatening to force themselves open and release her massive flood at any second if she didn't do it herself soon. But they were barely a quarter through the ride, it would sitll be another hour and a half before a bathroom was in range. Her tummy growled in discomfort, her insides protesting all the liquids she had drank and trying so hard to force them out. She needed to do something, and fast. She looked around her seat, underneath, between them. A bottle, a bag, and small container, ANYTHING to release the ocean pounding against her pussy walls into. Nothing. Not a single thing to pee into. She didn't know what else to do, her bladder was gonna explode in mere moments... But suddenly, something caught her eye. Her purse. It was a large white purse, made of waterproof material. It was just what she needed. Without thinking, she dumped all the purses contents onto the seat next to her. Then put it below her. Without her hands on her crotch, she was literal seconds away from exploding if she didn't do this quick. She lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties, exposing her visibly quivering pussy to the air. She tried to quickly adjust herself to hover over her purse, managing to just in the nick of time before her muscles gave out and her pussy forced its lips open. Psshhhhhhhhhhhhhh... "H-haa... Aaahh..." She moaned in pleasure as her torrent of pee forced into her purse. It felt so incredible, she didn't care about the stares or the embarrassment. The relief made it all so worth it. Panting with pleasure, her stream continued for a solid minute before finally starting to die down to a dribble, then stopping. She was lucky it didn't overflow her pussy, though it was certainly ruined now. She pulled up her panties and zipped up the purse. Luckily it was airtight and would leak. But now she had nowhere to keep her stuff... Oh well, she'd buy a new purse at the station. She looked to her side, seeing a myriad of people staring at her, baffled at what they'd just seen. Her face as red as a strawberry, she rubbed the back of her head. "S-sorry you all had to see that... h-hehe..." ------------ A very short one but still fun! I hope you all enjoyed it! More to come with this eeveelutions soon!
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  20. These two stories is made by an Ai generator called "Deepstory" but I edited some stuff. Hope you enjoy [SEXUAL WARNING] __________________________________________ Yui wakes up from his sleep and starts to shuffle due to his desperate need for the toilet. He gets up and groggily walks to the bathroom door and and tried to open it but couldn't. "Come on" he begged while grabbing his crotch with one hand "i'm so desperate to pee, i'm going to wet myself" he says, while trying to open the door. "Must be jammed" he grunted and then freezes when he urines starts to leak. Yui blushes profusely, grabs his stained crotch with his other hand to control his uretha. Piss begins to spread across his crotch and down his legs, staining his jeans and forming a puddle underneath him. Yui shivers. He felt so relieved and turned on by it, him looking down at his penis just to see it was erect. He unzips his wet jeans, looking down at his pee soaked member. His pee stained crotch is a mess of the same yellow colored urine as the rest of his jeans. Yui realised he also need to shit, so he zips his pants back up and starts to shit, wanting to know what it feels like. The fecal matter starts to exit his anus and Yui's pants starts to fill up with a nasty fecal. He screams in pleasure. His pants unzip and Yui grabs his pants from behind, as the mixture of fecal matter and urine drips from his pants. Yui stops holding the pants, his stomach is empty, and stares at his boner. He grabs his dick and starts to jerk it frantically. It is also pee stained. Yui begins to moan and moan sexually as he ejaculates. __________________________________________ Yui is stuck in traffic, sitting in his car, in the dark evening. He has to pee urgently. He turns on music to distract his desperation. Even though it turns him on, he doesn't want to make a mess in his car. While driving, he sees a sign that points to a rest stop. He drives in and enters the public bathroom, just to see it was all full. As the restroom becomes less packed, He starts to piss himself a little, making a tennis ball patch on his pants. Yui runs into one of the empty stall and tried to take his belt off. He couldn't hold it anymore and starts to pee in his pants, while grunting. He sighs with relief, taking his pants and briefs off, looking at at the stains. He sniffs the dirty pants and starts masturnating furiously. He wanted to shit himself too, so he puts his back on and stands up, and starts to fart loudly. Suddenly, the lights inside the bathroom flicker on and off, Yui is horrified. "Is someone there? Do they know I'm here, masturbating? Or is it a ghost!?" he mentally asked, trying to stop himself from having another accident just in case someone else knew he was here. It was hopeless though as he starts shitting himself out of fear with loud crackling and grunting sounds. He touches the sagging seat of his pants, unzipped and resumes his furious masturbation, not caring if someone else was in the room anymore, and cumming all over the floor. He opens the door and saw it was just faulty lights. Then a question popped into his brain. How is he gonna get back to the car with anyone seeing his accident. Yui decided to just book it and ran into his car and drove back home. __________________________________________ That's all for now, but I hoped you enjoyed it. Please leave some feedback and please share. I'll definitely make more
  21. After my last story with May Holdall and her accident at work, the SO had an idea for a second story that included a sexual encounter. I wasn't up to it for along while, but I figured it would be a good way to get back into writing more. This is a follow up to this story. May Holdall Receives A Delivery On The Job Desperation, Wetting, Male/Female Sex “Shit, shit,” May whispered under her breath as her bus got closer to her stop at the Tiki-Time Bikini Hut. They just needed to to get through the next stoplight, and her stop was right there. The bus was packed for the morning commute, and May was stuck standing between a guy in a suit who was scrolling through emails on his phone and a teenager listening to music on massive but ineffective headphones. She was holding on to the bar in the middle of the bus for dear life, and trying to maintain her balance on her high wedge sandals. She was feeling squished in, hot, and her legs hurt from standing for the whole ride. But worse than all of that, she forgot to pee before she left home, and that problem was reaching a very painful head. But that wasn’t why May was nervous. She was late! She woke up late, she was too late for her usual bus, and the next bus was late. Now she was going to be late to open the coffee stand. Usually, one of the two girls on shift would arrive a little before opening, get everything situated, and be ready in time for their colleague to show up and start. Today was May’s turn, and now she was going to have to rush through everything if she wanted to get done in time for her coworker to arrive. If Eddie, the owner, found out May was late again… well it wouldn’t be good. The bus jolted to a stop, and May staggered to her side before bumping into the back of a man there. A twinge of panic went through her body as she squeezed her legs together. She was going to be fine, as long as she could get off the bus and run to the restroom at the gas station on the lot. Her thighs were tensed against each other, and she was feeling just a little sweaty. But she wasn’t in a panic, not yet. The light changed, and the bus started to move. They crossed over the intersection, and May hit the button to signal a stop. Then the bus stopped behind another car, more traffic, and so close to her stop. She peeked at her phone in her bag for the time. “Shit…” She was barely going to have enough time to get ready. She would have to run to the bathroom after Cindy showed up. She could hold it through set up, she was sure of it. It wasn’t that complicated, getting decorations set up, preparing the registers, getting the cups in place. She could do it in her sleep, she actually did in a few work nightmares. May squirmed involuntarily, and then she pulled down the back of her red pleated skirt when a breeze through the bus made her question exactly how much of her ample backside she was showing off. It felt silly considering she was going to strip down to a bikini when she got into the little coffee hut, but that was for money, she wasn’t trying to give away the goods for weirdos on the bus. She looked around and saw a guy further down the bus giving her the eye. He wasn’t bad looking, but he was wearing a gold chain and a pair of watches, definite red flags. The nod and wink he gave her was still flattering, and she couldn’t help but flush pink as she looked away. The bus came to a stop, and May let out a sigh of relief as the front door opened and the bus began to kneel. “Excuse me,” she said, trying to be as loud as she could manage, “sorry, excuse me.” She pushed through, eventually getting to the front. She adjusted the sleeves down on her ‘off-shoulder’ white top and then took ginger steps down to the sidewalk. The last step sent an impact through her body, and she immediately regretted landing so hard. But she stood still as the bus swished and rose behind her. She squeezed her thighs tight and waited for the small wave of desperation to subside before she headed toward the closed up coffee stand. May had a lot to do in not a lot of time. A new pack of disposable cups had to be opened up and put up on the counters, she had to rehang the flower decorations above the pick up windows, and she still had to refill the tills from the safe on the floor along the wall. There were a few other tasks, including getting the machines warmed up, but those first three were the most important. So, May put her bag down on the floor and shuffled over to a locked cabinet. She pulled out her key, opening it up to a pack of cups fresh in a plastic bag. She clicked her tongue and grabbed the full bag, then tried to grip it in both hands and rip it, but the plastic didn’t immediately give. “Damnit, come on,” she grunted. These bags were always annoying, but they were more annoying when she had to pee so bad that she-. May tried to shake it out of her head, she didn’t have to go that bad. It was okay, she just needed to finish this prep work and she could run to the bathroom. May pulled harder. The flex of her muscles made her that much more aware of the pressure just below her stomach. She thought the plastic was giving way, but she also felt like something of her own was giving way. She stopped pulling and held the bag of cups in one hand, the second pressed into her crotch for just a moment. She wasn’t desperate, just being careful. She would be done in just a few minutes, she was fine. So she took a deep breath and then grabbed the bag with both hands again, pulling until it started to rip apart. She needed a stack on each side, so she grabbed a stack and started to count them off. The espresso machines needed to be on, she could do that now. She stopped in the middle of her counting and reached out to click the machines on, and they started to let out a light hiss like a teapot just nearing a boil. She regretted turning them on immediately. As she finished grabbing her first stack, one machine let out a sharper hiss and May cringed at the sound of leaking water vapor. “Almost done, almost done,” she whispered to herself. Then a loud knock on the door to the hut made May jump out of her heels. She teetered, and then bent over forwards as she recovered, squeezing her thighs together as tight as she could. She could feel the pressure building up, and even if she evaded the thought she knew if she relaxed for more than a moment she was going to ruin another ‘work uniform’. But she took in a long breath, and the pressure subsided just slightly. “Hello?” A deep voice asked from outside. It was Trent! Trent was their regular delivery guy. He worked for Co-Squared, a supplier for coffee and hot chocolate places across the state. He was also the least creepy person May ever got to meet while she was at work, by a long shot. He had to be there to drop off supplies for the week, May completely forgot. She stood up as best she could, and then waddled over to the door. When she peeked out to the early morning light, Trent’s deep green eyes were looking back in at her. His dark brown dimples were framed by a freshly shaved face. She could almost smell his aftershave, they must be his first stop of the day. “Oh Trent, heeey,” May said. She tried to do a cute little finger twinkling wave, but she immediately felt more awkward than welcoming, so she opened the door wider. Trent nodded his head and tipped the bill of his blue hat with the company logo on the front. He handed May a clipboard, and she took it with both hands and looked it over. It was a long list today, a lot of beans getting replenished, more cups (she did grab the last bag), stirrers, lids, and more. He was going to be here for a bit, maybe until they opened. “I’ve got quite a load for you today,” He said, then chuckled. He lifted an eyebrow in thought, “wait, that sounds wrong.” But he didn’t dwell on it, and turned around to head back to his truck parked right in front of one of the two windows. As soon as his back was turned, May squatted down and squeezed her bare legs together. She had to pee, she was willing to admit that. She had to pee bad, and she didn’t know how much longer she had left before it became a real problem. Just moving was torture on her muscles, and she was suddenly mad that there was no chair inside the small hut so she could sit and have something to press into. But now that Trent was here, she didn’t know if she could leave. Eddie would be livid if he knew that she left a delivery guy alone in the hut, even if most of the staff saw Trent more than they saw Eddie, and trusted him more to boot. May could hear Trent returning, so she brought herself back to standing in time for him to pull the door open with his foot and step in with two large bags of different coffee beans. “Want these in the usual place?” Trent asked with a smile so wide his cheeks closed his eyes. “Or is this a dump everything and deal with it later sort of day?” May looked around and thought about that option. She didn’t consider that she could just make him leave everything, maybe she could still run to the gas station if he did. But if he did that, she would have to put it all away herself, and then if Cindy saw the mess she would probably be pissy the rest of her shift. May let out an exasperated sigh as she looked across the floor. “That kind of day huh?” Trent said. “Don’t worry, I’ll get it all put away.” May couldn’t help but smile as Trent opened one bag and started to pull out individual bags of beans. “It isn’t that, I’m just late so I’m like, crazy behind.” She tried to laugh, but instead of her work giggle it sounded like a nervous mad scientist. “Well how about I help out,” Trent said as he peeked at her over his shoulder and kept pulling out coffee. “We can get done twice as fast.” She nodded, and looked away to hide the blush on her face, “that sounds nice.” May tried to ignore the rising waves of panic from between her legs, so she grabbed some coffee as Trent headed back out to his truck to get more of their order. As soon as Trent was out of the door, May grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled out as she let out a groan of frustration. Why did she have to pee so bad now?! Trent was so nice, so cute, hot even! But she felt like she was standing in front of a cracking dam with a wooden bucket. A new wave of pressure hit her and she dropped her hem and squeezed her knees in to fight as best she could. It was dangerous, this was getting bad. She was close to another emergency and she was pretty sure it would be a lot harder to hide an accident in the hut this time. She squeezed her eyes shut and focused with everything she had. Then she realized she was standing in Trent’s shadow. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, and he had a concerned frown on his face. “You okay May?” He asked, “this day going that bad?” She wanted to answer, but she was sure if she even tried to stand normally she was going to leak. She lifted her arm as if to start putting the stirrers away in the high cabinet, but Trent took it out of her hands. “Hey don’t worry about it okay,” Trent said. He lifted the bag and started to put them away with rapid plops of bags on wood. “You don’t deserve a day like this, you’re always so nice and positive even when these people are giving you shit, I see it. I don’t wanna be one more person making your day hard, you know?” He was rambling, and as the spike of pressure faded May found it replaced by something new. It was a warmth, one she was surprised she could feel with everything else going on. May wanted to fuck Trent. Okay that wasn’t a surprise, she had more than a few fantasies about Trent, especially during a busy shift when gross men were nonstop flirting with her. Replacing their ugly faces with the handsome and kind Trent was how she survived. But something about the moment, maybe a small spike of the fight or flight from her desperation, made it that much more obvious. She wanted him, and she wanted him right now. Screw her job, screw Eddie, she just wanted to screw Trent. She could tell him, right now. Then she could run off, use the bathroom, and maybe they could run off together. Her bladder stopped threatening her for just long enough for May to make her choice. She wasn’t going to be able to get ready in time and also confess to Trent. She tapped him on the arm and he turned to look down toward her. May grabbed him by the collar and pulled him down into a kiss, her lips pressing into his soft pair. Trent went stiff for a moment, then dropped the bag and wrapped an arm around her. “I’m okay if you make my day a little hard,” May whispered toward him, then she chuckled at her own cringe-worthy joke. “But fi-” She didn’t have time to get out another word. Trent kissed her again and maneuvered her back into the same cabinet they were just filling. The impact alarmed her, but Trent’s lips on hers calmed her in an instant. His arm wrapped around her, cupping between her lower back and the cabinet as he leaned down to keep their embrace going. His other hand ran down her cheek, slid down her neck, ran over her shoulder. The moment her lips parted, his tongue found hers, and they intertwined. Trent’s hand cupped her breast through her top, and in a flurry May brought her hand up and unbuttoned her highest button to pull the top down. His hand found her red bikini top, his thumb massaging her nipple through the thin padding while his kiss pressed her to the cabinet. Her bladder screamed in protest. One knee was clasped over the other, too low for Trent to pay the motion any attention yet. But her toes were curling, and her calves flexing with the effort of silencing the emergency downstairs so she could enjoy Trent’s attention for just a moment. His hand slipped up under her bikini top and May gasped as his warm and strong hands gripped her tender flesh. She could feel his excitement pressing against her through his work slacks, nestled right around her stomach. He stopped and pulled just far enough to whisper out a question. “I’m sorry, is this too much? I’ve just always… I never thought you… should I stop?” YES! May’s body demanded she say yes. She didn’t have time for this, she didn’t have time for anything. She was desperate, but she might still have time to clean up and run to the bathroom before her shift started. She had a strong bladder by all means, a lifetime in the service industry demanded that. But there was holding it through a lunch rush, and then there was holding it through… this. But Trent’s face. If she said no now, would she ever get another chance at him? She felt lucky he accepted her move in the first place. Not that the feeling between them wasn’t mutual, but it seemed he was scared of admitting his feelings, what if he took her leaving as a denial and never spoke to her again? The fear was bad enough to almost drown out her fear of flooding the hut’s floor. “No!” May hissed as she pushed forward to keep kissing him. Her enthusiasm was the last signal Trent needed. His hands slid down her sides, past her skirt and then beneath the hem. While their lips were hard pressed against each other, Trent grabbed her bikini bottom at each side and pulled them down to her thighs. She questioned what she could even do, what was even possible, but then her stomach leaped as Trent lifted her up by the hips and pulled her over to the counter top. She squeaked as she was dropped there, and then instinctively shoved a hand into her crotch as Trent struggled with his belt and fly. Their lips separated as he worked to pull his manhood free, and in that moment a wave of desperation sent a spark of alarm through May’s body. Despite Trent right in front of her, her bottoms sliding down to her knees, and one nipple exposed and erect, she couldn’t help but pull one knee over the other and squeeze with all her might. It felt like she was full to bursting now, like everything was right at the gate. This situation was impossible, she couldn’t see how she got out of this without humiliating herself, without pissing all over Trent and ruining this intimate moment. But as she saw him, saw the size of the black rod as he slid free from his boxers, her mind was blanked of all worries. She wasn’t some prim princess, she understood her own needs and her own lust. At the moment, all May could think of was what that would feel like. Trent slid on a condom from his pocket with some assistance from her free hand. She could feel his girth in her hand, feel the warmth radiating off of it as she slid the condom over him. It was intimidating, magnificent. She squeezed herself one last time before parting her legs as Trent turned his attention back to her. He parted her legs with a touch and lifted her knees. Her head lay against the closed service window as he pressed his hot head against her softest places, as he pushed that heat into her. May felt a sharp panic as he entered her, as all logic told her that he would force her open and make her release. That heat between her legs, the moisture between her lower lips, it all registered for the briefest moment as her starting to leak. She covered her mouth and suppressed another squeak as she doubled down on clenching every pelvic muscle she could. He pulled her hand away and kissed her as he continued to press her back against the counter. His other hand gripped her at the hip, helped guide him deeper into her, helped him fill her completely. Her eyes watered as she held on tight. May’s muscles sent every alarm that they were nearing their last ounces of strength. But she begged some outside force to help her hold on. Trent began to move, his length sliding away from her just to return with force. At first it was soft and intimate, their kisses and thrusts timed to create a beautiful rhythm. But it didn’t take long before he began to thrust harder, the force pushing her knees back toward her chest, his length spreading her. “God,” Trent moaned as his pace increased, “You’re so damn tight, ah.” She couldn’t tell him why, that she was holding on for dear life. Every thrust sent a wave through her bladder, sloshed her contents, rattled that little sphincter stopping the flow. She was sure if he wasn’t filling her, if she wasn’t pressed closed by his sordid intrusion, her fight would already be over. It was possible she couldn’t even leak if she tried. Then she felt a small warm jet, swore she heard it too. Her heart skipped, and she let out a small cry. “Ah shit,” May said in a panicked hiss, “deeper, don’t pull out.” Trent didn’t need to be told twice. She could already feel him throbbing, feel him expanding in anticipation. He was reaching his limit, he was almost done. But as he slid against her most sensitive places, she could feel every detail of him, condom or no. “You’re so good,” He groaned as she was slammed harder against the window, “so wet, oh May!” He kissed at her neck as she held him around his shoulders and clawed in so deep she was worried she would scratch him. He pressed in hard, and the force, the stimulation of it all broke through something. Like a white point of light that started as a distant star then overwhelmed her in an intense blast of pleasure. She couldn’t think, her muscles spasmed, her fingers and toes locked in a curl. Then she felt her legs drop, a distant sensation like it was happening to someone else. “Fuck! I’m going to be late!” Trent shouted. Normal sensation flooded back over May, starting with a distinct feeling of a warm jet splashing between her thighs as she sat on the counter. With an EEP May closed her legs and locked up, unable to move, unable to think. She was losing control, she was well past her limits and then some, this was it. Right in front of Trent, as their intimate moment ended. Even with her thighs closed and her attempted clenching, May heard a sharp hissing noise as another spray released between her legs. “Will you be okay?” Trent asked as he hurriedly pulled up his slacks. May looked up. He wasn’t paying attention to her, he was trying to leave. She slid off the counter, ignoring the slight dampness under her butt, and then gave a tense nod. “Uh-huh.” Trent leaned in and kissed her. “Sorry, we'll talk soon.” Then before she could even answer, He grabbed a bag and ran out the door. Leaving May standing with her bikini bottom down to her ankles and a wet patch on the butt of her skirt. In a blur of motion May grabbed an extra large cup off the counter, slipped her thighs apart, and put the cup in the way of a newly erupting flood from her bladder. It hit with a loud splash, and May pulled up the front of her skirt to watch the rapids as they exited her like a small waterfall between her overstimulated lower lips. The sensation, the relief, it was so immense that May couldn’t contain a moan louder than any she dared to release while Trent was in her. Her legs felt wobbly, and she leaned back against the counter to even stay stable as new shocks of pleasure ripped through her like arcing lightning. The cup was warm in her hand, and soon the sound made her realize it was almost full. She grabbed a second cup and stopped just long enough to swap them out. She didn’t get far in the second cup, but then again she lost a fair amount to… early releases. When she was finished she sat them both on the counter then capped them before letting out a final groan of relief. The hut was still a mess, there were supplies everywhere, and now she also had to clean up a damp space on the counter. If she got to it fast enough, maybe it wouldn’t smell like piss. But Trent, now that was something special. She grinned to herself. The door to the hut opened, and May’s stomach dropped. Was it that close to opening? Was Cindy here already? Trent’s head peaked in and he grabbed his clipboard from a shelf. “Sorry, forgot this.” He said. She gave him an exhausted and red in the face smile, “No problem, good luck.” Trent smiled back. “Yeah, hope the rest of your day is as good as mine has been so far.” Then he was gone again, and May was pretty sure her day was special enough already.
  22. It's one of those days again. Kim's flatmate brought in his annoying friend. Mere thought of that sleazy knave makes her skin crawl, so she locked herself up in her room and quietly waits till he leaves. Unfortunately, their session is taking much longer than expected and the pressure that's been bulding up in Kim's bladder can't be ignored anymore. It is clear now that she's reached her limit and a small warm leak appears. With bathroom out of reach and no bottle to pee in, there's really only thing that can save the situation. Now quickly out of the wet pants, she can't be seen like that! Well, that was an evening to remember. But for Kim, not in a good way.
  23. https://thisvid.com/videos/full-bladder-bulge/ If anyone has this person added, could you rip this video for me? I would very much appreciate it
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