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  1. Azula

    female Desperation at Work

    Wow! It's been years since I've had a decent wetting or desperation experience to write until today . My ringtone was ringing in my ear at 5 am this morning. I opened up my eyes and reached for my phone to see who was calling me at this hour, although I already knew before I did. I quickly glanced down at my phone and sure enough, it was him. I quickly answered his phone call. "Hello?" I answered in a groggy tone, Despite knowing who was on the other side of the phone, my brain has yet to process still as I feel my eyes becoming heavy once again. "Hey" He responded in his usual sultry tone. "Oh! Hey Sean!" I immediately perked up at the sound of his voice. So from there, we chatted a lot, asking each other about work life as well as personal...And sexual. After our phone sex session, we talked for a little more. I made a mention of needing to pee a little bit and his voice changed into a sultry-like tone, I knew I officially stirred the pot. And the first thing he said was "get some water". Since I was still pretty horny and was somewhat in the mood for holding, I did what I was told, but not without giving him somewhat of a hard time first. I played it innocent...at first. "Do I have to get up and get water? I want to stay in my bed, it's so comfortable." I said in a whiny tone. "Yes, you do - Now do it." He ordered. "mmm...Fine" and went and did what I was asked, feeling a slight tingle in my pussy. At that moment, I wanted him here with me in person. But I shook myself away from those thoughts as I was on borrowed time before work started. It was already 6 am, So I didn't have much time to sit there and think a lot at the moment about that. I returned to my room with a bottle of water in my hand and sat on my bed, awaiting his next instruction. "Drink!" I messed with him again before taking a few sips from my water bottle. We went off topic, chatted some more before going back into our roleplay. By then, I had already finished one bottle of water. He told me to get another water bottle and drink that one as well. I was already a 6.5 on a scale of 1-10. But I wanted a challenge, So I drunk the second bottle as well. Well...I wasn't prepared for what my morning challenge would bring. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After I drunk those 2 water bottles, my 6.5 quickly shot up to an 8.5. It didn't help I never had my morning pee either. We were still talking on the phone well past 7 am, but I was incredibly desperate to pee. I asked him many times to let me use the bathroom - But of course, he declined. I was squirming in my bed, trying not to move too much, but it seemed I could never find a comfortable spot to let the pressure in my bladder stop bothering me. I released little moans as I squirmed, much to his delight. I realized time has quickly passed, It was 8 am already and I need to get ready for work and make it there before 9. I quickly got off the phone with him and told him I would contact him as soon as I got to work. I sighed in relief that they didn't suspect a thing. I called Sean and alerted him I was at work, It was only 8:30 so I had 30 minutes to kill. We continued our conversation and I walked in slowly while slightly hunched over. I needed to keep my composure. I didn't need my co-workers to think I was a little girl that couldn't control her bladder. But dammit! I was bursting and if I didn't get to a bathroom soon...I remembered there was one by another entrance, So I slowly walked over to it trying not to leak into my panties along the way. I felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment along the way. I finally got to the bathroom, I looked around to make sure no one was there, I went into one of the stalls with Sean still on the phone. I was finally in front of a toilet, but I knew I couldn't use it yet...I knew he wouldn't let me off the hook that easy. "Don't go yet, leak into your panties" "But I need to go..." I said, losing my composure I had and crossed my legs while grabbing my crotch in the stall. The toilet was right there! "Mmm...do it." At this point, I was very horny, desperate, on the verge of being more embarrassed. But I did what he asked, I let a little bit flow into my panties, it started to feel good actually...Until I had reminded myself I was at my work environment. I quickly snapped out of it and resumed crossing my legs and squirming. " I did it..." "Mmm...more" I heard him breathing heavy on the other end. "But I'm not sure if I can-" Before I could finish my sentence, I heard a few women came into the restroom. I had to think quick. If they see me standing up hobbled over in my stall...So I sat down on the toilet to make it seem not so suspicious...while still talking on the phone with him...At this point, I felt my cheeks burning hot. and was extra nervous. And sitting on the toilet did not help my situation at all. I thought for sure I was going to piss through my pants. But to my surprise, After everyone came and did what they needed, I pulled through somehow. "...That was close." I said, making sure I was the only one in the bathroom. I got up from the toilet seat and resumed my desperation dance. He asked me to leak into my panties 2 more times and I did, feeling mixed emotions each time I did. "I did it.." "Good...now, sit on the toilet and piss through your panties." I didn't even bother to debate him, I leaked multiple times at this point and my black pants at the crotch area were a little damp. I just wanted to relieve my aching bladder of piss and pressure. I happily just pulled down my pants, sat back on the toilet with my panties on, and pissed through my panties, sighing in relief while also moaning a little bit. I think I damn near had an orgasm, hehe. After I did that. I stripped myself of my former panties, Wiped myself down, put back on my pants, wrapped my panties in paper towels, and put them way down in the bathroom's trash can. I hopped off the phone with Sean and wished him a good day. I can honestly say I felt good but dirty...In a good way that is. Today was definitely a good day.
  2. its been a while since ive posted I know but thought id bring you this. its my favourite video of all time. was removed from the only site it was on years ago and found it today buried in the back of my folders !!!ENJOY!!! tights.m4v
  3. AN- Hi all! This story was the result of my first commission. If you enjoy it, or some of my other work, please consider commissioning me if you're interested in a customer piece! I'll be breaking this down into 3 chapters due to length. Hope you all enjoy! “Okay girls! I'm about to head out! Come say bye!” A young man called. He grabbed his overstuffed denim backpack and hefted it over his left shoulder. He ran his right hand through his Sandy brown hair as he mentally went over the checklist of everything he was going to need for this work trip. He hated having to leave his girls behind, but rules were rules. Doing a last pat down of his pockets to confirm he had his critical items, Troy nodded to himself and stepped out of his room and into the hallway leading to the front door. He smiled seeing his Pokemon waiting to send him off. Kendall, his Absol, rubbed up against his leg affectionately. She'd come an awful long way since he had first caught her as a young pup. Sandra, his Braixen, gave him a warm hug. She hated when her trainer left, she always missed him terribly. That was why Troy had brought home Kendall in the first place, to help curb some of the loneliness. “I'll miss you too girls. Be good while I'm gone. I don't want a repeat of last time either, Sandra. You do not mess with the doors while I'm gone, understood? I'm setting the alarm, so I will know if you do. I'll be back bright and early tomorrow.” He made sure Sandra had nodded to indicate her understanding before he reached down to ruffle Kendall’s fur and make sure her collar was still in place. He didn't even want to consider the mess he'd come home to without it. The collar activated an electronic lock that would let her out to do her business. With a final wave, Troy opened the door and left, locking it behind him. The two pokemon stared for a minute after hearing the click before looking at each other. “What now?” Asked Sandra. Kendall shrugged her forelegs. “We could watch some tv, and drink some of the sodas I managed to get.” She offered with a slightly mischievous grin. Troy did not like them having sugary drinks often, but being as quick and quiet as she was had its advantages. Sandra wasn't much of a rule breaker, but if Kendall had already done the hard part, she might be persuaded to acquiesce. The allure of the forbidden fruit proved too strong for the often times goody two shoes to resist. Sandra nodded eagerly. Kendall trotted off to their shared room. Occasionally either of them slept on the couch, but Troy’s house had 3 bedrooms and only himself aside from the Pokemon. He'd used one of the spare rooms as a workout and gaming facility, but the third he'd left to Braixen, who had happily shared the space when Kendall had first joined them. What Sandra hadn't realized, however, was there was a false floorboard on a section. The Absol had been positively tickled to discover it. She tended to stash all sorts of treats in it, and it was from here the she retrieved several cans of various pops. She slipped the floorboard back in place and began setting the cans on a small cart Troy had kindly purchased for her. Being the only quadruped, it could be tricky to get things from room to room with only her mouth. The cart left her gather more things at once, something she was quite glad for as she maneuvered it out into the living room to share with Sandra. “Tada!” The Absol exclaimed, lifting one of her forepaws as though she was pulling off a curtain. Sandra sighed and rolled her eyes, accompanying it with a mocking clap. Kendall pretended to bow, which was mostly ignored. “Would you mind doing to honors?” She asked, before trotting over to the Braixen with a can her her mouth. Her tail wagged eagerly as her friend popped the lid (the benefits of having thumbs never ceased to amaze the quadruped.), and kindly poured it out into a bowl. Kendall began to lap at the soda enthusiastically while Sandra grinned her own can and started to guzzle it down. She wished she had any idea how the Absol managed to snag so many drinks. Even though she wasn't the type to do something like that, it was still impressive. Soon both the can and bowl were empty, and Sandra poured out another one for her friend while drinking at her own. It looked like Kendall had gotten her paws (or more accurately teeth, judging by the small regular dents on each beverage) on about 12. They'd probably go through all of them before Troy got back, given he'd left so early in the day. Sandra didn't think it was even noon yet. As Kendall sipped the last dregs of her bowl, she belched loudly and then gave a satisfied sigh. Sandra gave her a disapproving look, ignoring the contented sigh that came next. “Hey, want me to set up your bowl next to the TV? There is supposed to be a marathon of The Diary of a Pokéromantic starting soon. It's leading up to the final episode.” Kendall nodded. “Of course! I can't wait to see how it ends up.” She grabbed her bowl in her mouth and the duo walked into the living room together. Sandra worked on turning the TV to the right channel since the remote had disappeared a while back. Kendall realized the soda, while delicious, had made her more thirsty from the sheer amount of sugar, and trotted back into the kitchen to drink water. She nudged the sink handle up and drank from the tap. Mmm, water was exactly what she needed. “Kendall! Come on, it's starting!” Sandra called. “Oh, and could you grab me a water bottle out of the fridge?” “Sure!” Kendall replied, turning the tap back off and getting back down to all fours. She made a face as her front paws hit the ground, all the liquid in her stomach seemed to slosh uncomfortably. She'd slow it down, she thought, as she hooked a paw under the fridge door handle gently to open it, took the water bottle in her teeth, and wandered back out to join Sandra. “Thank you, that soda made me so thirsty.” The Braixen said appreciatively, as she took the bottle out of Kendall’s mouth, before cracking the lid and taking a long gulp. Kendall wagged her tail in reply, and gave a friendly nod before settling onto the couch. She noticed Sandra had refilled her bowl with one of the sodas. Awesome, she wouldn't have to ask mid episode. “Good thing you go here! They're airing this with no commercials during the episodes, just a few intermissions.” Sandra filled Kendall in. “Great! Commercials are the worst, I wish they'd get rid of them altogether.” Sandra nodded with agreement, tucking her feet up onto her chair to be a little more comfortable. While her and Kendall had their disagreements from time to time, and the initial adjustment had been tough, she was really happy to have her friend. They got along really well, despite the Absol’s rebellious streak and Sandra’s more meek and obedient nature. She sipped on her water as the first episode started, quickly becoming engrossed in the show. The intermissions, as it turned out, we pretty long. Normally Pokéromance was about an hour, but without commercials it was cut down to around forty minutes. The ten minute intermission at the end of the first episode was a welcome break to grab some snacks from the kitchen and fill Kendall’s bowl with water. Sandra had started absentmindedly drinking another water bottle when the next show started. It wasn't until a few minutes in that she noticed her bladder was starting to send some signals. By this point she'd downed a good portion of her new water bottle, so she put the lid on and set it aside. Her legs readjusted to spread out a bit more, trying to find a new way to sit that would let her get through. She knew there was almost thirty minutes left, and she’d seen the episode before even though Kendall hadn’t. She could take a potty break, but decided to wait. Worst case scenario, she could just make a dash to the bathroom. Kendall might tease her a little, but there would be no real harm done. Given how much she'd been drinking though, Sandra’s bladder filled faster than she had expected. Ten minutes later she was having trouble sitting still, and the episode was only half over. Kendall began to notice Sandra’s constant movement. The sound was interrupting her immersion and was getting a bit annoying. “You okay?” She asked. Sandra nodded, and stopped shifting around so much. She didn't mean to be quite so obvious something was wrong. Even knowing nothing really bad would happen, she felt a little shy admitting she was starting to need to pee pretty urgently. A few minutes later she bit the bullet. All that soda had gone straight through her it seemed like. She got up and started walking toward the bathroom, which was down two halls and on the left. She always thought it was weird that it was so far away from the living room, but it did put it closer to her bedroom. Sandra shut the door behind her, locking it. Her bladder seemed to realize how close she was to the toilet, suddenly sending an extremely strong signal that it needed to let go immediately. “Mmmph.” Sandra made an unusual noise as she put her hand between her legs and pushed on her pussy. She had to bounce in place for a minute to get control. What was she thinking, letting it get this bad? Finally the full balloon inside of her settled down enough so that she could skitter over and do her business. Sandra felt an intense relief as she started to piss. It washed over her body like a wave, relaxing her muscles as her stream echoed in the bathroom. The Braixen sighed contentedly, so glad to had just decided to go instead of waiting any longer. Although, with such an intense relief, she wondered if waiting would've made it a more pleasurable feeling. She pondered that idly for the next thirty seconds or so as she finished up, washed her hands, and returned to the living room. “Did you get lost?” Kendall teased. Her friend had been gone a while, she must have really needed to go. Though she didn't say it, her own need was starting to build. With only fifteen minutes left in the show though, the Absol resolved to wait. It wasn't that bad yet anyway. Sandra rolled her eyes before sitting back down. She decided to wait a little while before grabbing another drink. “Whatever.” Sandra replied. She smirked, grabbing her stick from beside the chair. She began to concentrate on a bag cheese snacks Kendall was munching on. Pointing her stick at the cheese crackers, she twitched it upward and the bag shot into the air. “Hey!” The Absol screeched, both annoyed and confused to have her treats ripped away from her grasp. Sandra telekinetically lowered the bag into her grasp, snatching out a handful triumphantly. Kendall was not happy anyone had taken something away from her, but took it in stride. “Well at least I can wait until the end of a show to pee!” She declared, sticking her tongue out at Sandra. “Well tell me when not peeing brings you your snacks back.” Sandra snarkily replied. Kendall didn't want to miss out on the show any longer than she had to so rather than fighting more, she huffed indignantly and settled back onto her paws to enjoy the rest of the episode.
  4. Hello everyone! I've taken a few breaks from writing lately, but I got this idea stuck in my head for the last few days and I thought I'd share with everyone! I've got a few chapters planned, not sure how far I'm going to take this story. We'll see where it goes! Enjoy! Chapter One: At the Mall Skylar Grayson was as happy as an eighteen-year-old senior of Biltmore High could be. At least, in the fall she would be a senior. Her birthday had come at the very end of her junior year, and with it a beat-up Volkswagen Beatle her parents had bought her. She had a summer of fun and freedom ahead of her before her final year of high school, and Skylar was determined to make every minute of her it count. She had her entire summer vacation planned with parties and beach trips, even a visit to Disneyland as it was only about an hour drive. However, one thing she did not plan on was a little bit of self-discovery… It was a few days into her first week of summer break that Skylar woke to an overcast sky, not uncommon living so near the beach. It was a bit humid as well. But that was fine. She smiled, stretching as she sat up in bed, her messy auburn hair tumbling over the side of her shoulder. She got out of her bed to get ready for the day. She chose a loose, Boho styled brown skirt that layered itself longer in the back, exposing her thighs in the front, and a white lacy tank top to go along with it. She picked out a pair of emerald green panties, foregoing a bra. She wasn’t flat chested by any means, but her breasts were just small enough and perky to be able to get away with going braless for some time yet. She showered and dressed, admiring her simple summer outfit in the mirror. It looked good on her slight, willowy frame. She pulled her hair back into a simple messy bun and touched on a little bit of makeup to complete the look. She was going to go meet up her friends at the mall. They only had a few days until Chad Miller’s senior party. He’d been the most popular boy in school since she was a freshman. A year older, he’d be going away to college in the fall. And this would be the last party he’d throw in their hometown for some time. Not only that, but it was the first party of the summer and it was going to kick off with a bang, as all of Chad’s parties did. She grabbed an iced tea from the fridge instead of breakfast, not wanting to gain weight before the party, and headed out. It was humid, but not too horrible. There was a slight breeze too. Keeping in mind with the whole no gaining weight plan, she decided to walk to the mall. It wasn’t far from her house. Besides, gas prices were so high! She played on her phone, texting her friends Amberly, Christina, and Monica while she sipped her tea. They were all meeting outside the Cheesecake Factory in about twenty minutes, plenty of time for her walk there and finish her tea. Halfway there she wondered if she ought to have brought her umbrella. Was that thunder in the distance she heard? Or was it her imagination? She shrugged it off. They were going to an outdoor mall, so if they got rained on they got rained on. Besides, with so many stores one of them was bound to have an umbrella if she needed. Once she had arrived, she greeted her friends cheerfully. They’d all driven over in the old mini van that Monica had saved up for, so Skylar was last to arrive. They didn’t mind though. Her friends had grabbed drinks at Starbucks. Her best friend, Christina, had of course bought her a vanilla bean Frappuccino for her so she’d be included. “Aw, thanks so much! Let me finish this really quick,” Skylar said happily as she downed her tea, tossing the bottle before taking the Frap. “Sure thing, its so humid today,” Christina said “we better stay hydrated” The girls agreed, sipping their drinks happily as they walked through the outdoor mall. They went over styles, discussing various dresses and outfits they liked. They wandered in and out of stores, trying on outfits. The heat and humidity drove them to get waters and juices and cokes throughout their trip. The other three girls had stopped for bathroom breaks twice now, but Skylar always opted to stay outside and hold their bags. “God, how big is your bladder anyway?” Monica laughed “I almost peed my pants while that girl was zipping that dress for me!” “I don’t know,” Skylar laughed back “I’ve always been able to hold it pretty well, I guess.” Truth be told, Skylar wasn’t a huge fan of public toilets. They were smelly and dirty and the gap between the doors and underneath always made it feel like she was peeing in full view of everyone in the bathroom. Besides, they were almost done shopping. She could wait until she was back home. At least, that’s what she assumed. What she didn’t count on was running into Courtney Higgins while they were shopping. It wasn’t that Courtney was a bad person, but…she was particular. Especially so about clothes, and since it was such an important party coming up she was absolutely in Perfectionist Mode. When she joined their group, it easily added another two hours of detailed shopping for the perfect dress. And the perfect shoes. And the perfect accessories. And the perfect makeup. And the perfect back up outfit just in case. And Skylar was absolutely dying. She sat on a fluffy armchair in the waiting area of what she swore was the fifteenth changing room as Courtney tried on about twelve pairs of jeans that made her butt look exactly the same. She had her legs pressed tightly together, determined not to cross them or fidget. Her friends would catch on and take another bathroom break and she really, really didn’t want to have to use the mall bathrooms. Oh God…! I have to pee soooo bad… Skylar thought as she shifted her weight in the chair. Her bladder was full and tight inside her, the shift sending a painful spasm through it. She grit her teeth, jiggling her leg up and down. “I wish Courtney would hurry this up,” Amberly sighed, fidgeting with boredom herself, “We’ve already got our outfits…” “She already has her outfit too,” Christina said irritably, “she just wants like twenty-three backups just in case she changes her mind.” “Do we need to really sit here for this?” Monica mused “Guys, be nice, it would hurt her feelings if we ditched her,” Amberly sighed. “I do have to go soon though,” Skylar added. Back to her house, yes…but more importantly to a toilet. “Hey what do you think about this pair?” Courtney asked, modeling her jeans “Yeah, those look good” Monica said “But my mom, like, JUST called me and said I need to be home in like an hour…” “Yeah,” Amberly added, jumping at the opportunity “And Monica was our ride so…” “Boo, that sucks,” Courtney said, “well, I’ll buy these and we’ll head out. Want to grab Starbucks before we go?” “Yeah, that sounds great,” Christina said happily. No! Oh god no it doesn’t! Thought Skylar as she shivered, the thought of putting more liquid in her body made her bladder scream. Courtney went back to change, coming back out a few minutes later with her pair of jeans so she could check out. Oh no…I…I have to stand up Skylar thought as a sheen of cold sweat broke out over her body. She swallowed as everyone else got to their feet with no trouble. She had to make it look like that too. Slowly, she rolled herself up to stand. Her bladder did not appreciate that one bit. It sent a painful tremor up her spine, making her gasp and bend over, grabbing the arm of the chair for support. “You okay Sky?” Christina asked right before Skylar grabbed herself between the legs. She managed to halt the movement, pretending to adjust her skirt instead “Y-yeah, my leg was just asleep” she lied, but Christina nodded and turned around to go with the other girls. Skylar stood still for a moment, barely breathing. Ohhh…I’m so full…I have to pee RIGHT NOW! She thought, desperation making her tremble. The group was already near the check out line, which Skylar noted with a groan, was long. She had to get through it though. She couldn’t have an accident in the store. She’d wait until after and just use the Starbucks bathroom. They were usually nice enough, and this was an emergency. Skylar took a hesitant step toward the line, but the moment she did, her bladder gave another hard throb. She bit her lip and shoved both hands between her legs, squeezing herself with all her might. Aaaah! Oh no no no…! I..I can feel my pee…its right about to come out! Her legs twisted together on their own as she felt hot pee travel down her urethra and she jammed her fingers against her hole as hard as she could. Another sensation throbbed between her legs, but it wasn’t the need she was experiencing. It…was pleasure. That…that felt good, to touch herself like that with her bladder about to burst. The confusion gave her a moment of clarity, a moment where she was able to regain a little control over her bladder. She swallowed hard and walked, quite stiffly, to where her friends were standing in line. They thought nothing of it, as they figured it was just her sleepy leg making her walk so stiffly. Waiting in line was agony. Skylar bit her lips red, trying to keep her moans whimpers stifled. Her body shook with the effort of holding back her pee and keeping her potty dancing to a minimum. She couldn’t stand still even if she wanted to. Her bladder throbbed as she resigned to stand still, legs pressed tightly together but not crossed. Not yet. Suddenly, a crack of thunder echoed overhead, making all her friends jump and gasp from shock. Skylar was no exception to this; however, her shock wasn’t the thunder so much as it was the hot burst of pee that came jetting from between her legs. No! No no no! Oh god I’m peeing! I’m peeing right here! She crossed her legs tightly and jammed her fingers against her spurting pee hole. Nnnn…it’s coming out so fast… And indeed, it was, she was nearly pissing at full force. Her bladder was so full it was all going to come out at once and make a huge, shimmering yellow puddle on the white tiled floor of the boutique shop… But it didn’t. By some miracle, she managed to stop the flow. She got her thighs and hand all wet in the process, her panties were completely soaked, but there was only a few drops that had splattered against the floor. She shivered, trying not to breathe so hard as her friends all giggled about the fright they had, oblivious to Skylar’s tiny accident. I peed…I totally just peed right now…not all the way but it came out… She shivered, biting her lip as she walked forward with the group. Her bladder wasn’t so rock solid anymore, and she felt like she could breathe a little easier. For a moment, she wondered if that brief release had been enough to let her make it home. She didn’t quite feel the urge as bad. Just as she was building some confidence on the matter, rain began to pour against the roof, splashing down the windows outside. Oh fuck…she thought, eyes widening at the downpour. The sound…the sight of the water flooding down the window…Her bladder pounded. Her rapidly chilling wet panties teased her opening and she bit her cheek as a few greedy drops of pee warmed them right back up again. By the time Courtney had paid for her jeans, Skylar was dripping pee into her panties near constantly. With each dribble, she felt a tingling sense of pleasure and relief. She was certain she was leaving a little trail from the counter to the door, but she dared not to look. And, she consoled herself, even if she was there were so many people running in from the rain that the floor was getting wet anyway. “What should we do?” Courtney wondered as they hesitated by the door “make a run for it?” Oh right. Starbucks. In her crisis, Skylar had completely forgot. She’d been so focused on not letting her bladder loose all over the pretty white floor that she’d forgot about the plan for Starbucks. And running? Could she do that? She squeezed her muscles tight and pressed her legs together. It didn’t feel quite so full…and Starbucks was only seven stores down, a straight shot up the pathway. I…I can make it Skylar resolved I have to make it. I’ll go to the bathroom in Starbucks, its just right there…I can hold it and run. I’ll run right into the bathroom. “Let’s go,” Skylar said “It’s not that far, we won’t get like, super wet.” Her friends agreed and they stepped outside under the awning, planning their dash. “On the count of three!” Amberly said Oh god its so cold…my bladder is shaking… “One…” Aaaah…my pee! I feel like its going to come out again… “Two…” No…no not yet…aaaah…ohhh its warm… “Three!” They took off in a sprint, Skylar running in a desperate haze right along with them. Her hazel eyes focused on the Starbucks ahead. The bathroom was there. She could pee in there. She barely noticed how the cool summer rain soaked her skin and clothes, but she did notice the spurts of pee that burst out of her with each step that crashed against the wet concrete floor. They reached the Starbucks in mere moments, ducking under the awning. “Guess we weren’t the only ones with this idea,” Monica chuckled as the line wrapped outside to where they stood. “We’re totally soaked,” Amberly sighed, “Oh well.” Their conversation fell on Skylar’s deaf ears. She stood behind them, gripping her shopping bags. She had intended on running right past the line, right inside to the bathrooms, but she just couldn’t make it that far. Standing there, right beside all her friends, as they chatted and laughed about the rain, Skylar’s bladder burst. A torrent of golden pee sprayed out from between her legs. She had no choice but to spread them a little in her body’s natural move to void the entire contents of her bladder. It hissed loudly, the only sound Skylar could hear, and splashed into a rain puddle below her. She gripped her shopping bags tight, looking down as she watched in horror as rivulets of pee streamed down the inside of her legs, creating warmth inside her flats. It’s…coming out…it’s all coming out… “Ahhhh…” Skylar sighed softly, eyes fluttering shut as she gave into the warm relief spreading through her body. It feels so good…I’m peeing and it feels so good… She felt like she could pee forever, so much was coming out. She shivered, from the pleasure of release rather than the cold, feeling her skin prickle. She pushed her muscles, making sure her pee sprayed out hard and fast. She had to swallow back a moan as a pleasurable sensation tickled hot between her legs. She recognized that sharp sensation, and it made her blush. The last of her pee trickled out, leaving her breathing heavy. And then she remembered she’d just done this in front of her closest friends. She swallowed thickly, looking slowly up at her companions for their reaction. After all, she’d just totally pissed herself like a toddler in front of them and an entire Starbucks line. They were all still chatting amongst themselves. Skylar blinked. She’d just stood there and peed, she peed an entire ocean it seemed, and they hadn’t noticed a thing. She stood upright, licking her lips. It was raining really loud, and a lot of people were chatting in the line. Could that sound have covered the waterfall that had gushed from her? And the ground and her clothes were already wet. It covered any stains or smell...She let out a sigh. She just peed, in front of everyone, and it went entirely undetected. She shifted her bags around. Her bladder was happily empty, no longer giving her sharp signals, but she still felt a throbbing heat between her legs. Realization made her blush Oh my god…peeing like that got me totally worked up…I guess…I guess it did feel really, really good… Thinking about how good it felt to pee made her shiver, the heated throbbing growing worse. She was dying to touch herself, but she knew there was no way she could get away with THAT in line around everyone. She pressed her thighs together, sighing at the slight pleasure the pressure gave. Well…she was just going to have go straight home after this drink and sort that all out, wasn’t she?
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  7. Dimwitrolo

    Home alone for the weekend

    Hi there omo.org! My name's Rosie - I'm eighteen years old, there's no one at home, and I'm bored! So - there's nothing for me to do on my own at the moment, so I thought I'd come to you guys for some fun! Right now I'm sat in my room in my PJs. I've got a full wardrobe, I've got three bottles of water, and I've got the whole house to my self! Mom and Pop are on holiday, my elder sister and younger brother are with them, but I've exams to study for so I'm stuck here. At home. With nothing to do. That's where you come in! So - anything you want me to do? Name it! I'll do whatever so long as it's within reason! There's coffee or tea in the kitchen, the garden's kinda empty, my sister's home-gym isn't being used by anyone, Pop might have left a couple beers in the fridge - oh the opportunities I have! Just so you know though - I really need to pee - I'd say like a six out of ten - so keep that in mind!
  8. I think the episode was “Sibling Rivalry “ and it started with Carl and Hoodsie dropping plants down the school toilets which once in the septic tank mutated and exploded out of the ground. NEXT we see Carl and Hoodsie in class being lectured by their teacher and she says, “our plumbing is ruined, you’ve clogged our toilets. And your poor classmates are suffering from extreme discomfort “ then shows that he rest of the class moaning painfully holding their bladders. I was a kid when that came out and it’s a cartoon. I got to say even though that time I then started to like omorashi, not knowing what it was, I felt bad for those cartoon kids. I mean could they really keep the school open when it has no toilets?
  9. Found this searching XTube. Nice desperation and peeing. Nudity near the end https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/holding-challenge-till-my-bladder-is-bursting-and-wetting-32200602 Holding challenge till my bladder is bursting and wetting.mp4
  10. NotDusty

    female Drinking 3L in 5 hours

    Hi All, Just wanted to let you know of a little challenge that I tried last weekend that I thought some of you might get a kick out of or want to try. I was somewhat inspired by some of the dares over in the GetDare forums - I'd recommend having a look over there if pee holding challenges are your thing. I ended up combining two or three different dares/challenges to make one that I knew would be challenging yet realistic for me. So the outline is as follows; 1. Pee before the start of the challenge (optional). 2. Drink 1 litre over water gradually over the course of an hour. 3. Drink 250ml of an alternative drink of your choice, followed by another 500ml of water, followed by another 250ml of another drink of your choice. This should all be done over the second hour, for a total of two liters of fluid over two hours. 4. Hold for another 45 minutes. Drink as much or as little as you want in this time. I also chose to eat something in this hour to balance out my electrolytes. 5. Here's where it gets interesting. Take a litre bottle of water with you and drive or walk about 15 minutes from your house. This could be to a public or secluded place depending on preference, as long as it's away from home. 6. Once there, continue to hold and drink the litre of water you brought with you over the course of the next hour. This brings you up to 3 litres over the course of 4 hours. 7. One finished with, hold for another hour. By now you have drunk 3 litres and not peed for 5 hours. 8. Now you have a choice. You could; a) Try to find a public restroom (if you chose to go somewhere with facilities) b) Try and get back home to pee in your desperate state; or c) Find somewhere secluded to pee sneakily (if you went to a more private place) When I did this challenge I chose to mix up the water with two cups of hot black coffee, and I drove to a secluded hilltop/lookout place about 10 minutes drive from where I live. I found a nice quiet spot away from the car park for the last two hours of holding, and when the five hours had passed, my bladder absolutely exlpoded as I peed behind some bushes. (If anyone would like to hear any more about my experience of this challenge please let me know). I'd love to hear your stories about this challenge or similar challenges you guys have tried, have fun!
  11. Chapter 1 Jess was a hot, mid twenties woman at a neighborhood party. Her huge boobs in that tight black top matched her tight jeans a she walked in those high heels. She went to the bathroom to freshen up halfway through the night after everyone already had plenty of drinks and danced in the house. No one was outside the bathroom yet to wait. So Jess took her time. She didn’t even need to pee. She saw a makeup kit on the shelf above the toilet and went to grab it. For some reason she had not been thinking and left the top of the toilet seat up, so she was balancing on the sides. As her legs wobbled, her boobs caused the weight of her body to unbalance as she tripped and her foot went straight into the toilet. “Shit that hurt!” She said. As she felt the pain ease in her ankle she looked down and said, “oh gross.” She tried to step out of the toilet but she did not. Her foot was stuck! “Crap!” The cold toilet water sent a chill up her spine and she shivered then after regaining focus heard a knock at the bathroom door. “Um...hello?” Someone on the other side said awkwardly. And in discomfort . “Um,” Jess said. “Just a minute.” Amanda was on the other side of the bathroom door in the hallway. As Jess unwillingly occupied it, Amanda stood there in her latex black tight short shorts that showed off her long white shiny legs. She wore flips flops, and a white hoodie sweater. Her brown hair tied up. She had a few glasses of wine tonight and was a bit upset she did drank that much in a full house with one bathroom. She looked worried as he fingers twiddled over each other and she gave a hop here and there to squirm the discomfort away. Not long after Chris showed up. A tan, in shape fellow with brown hair, glasses, fresh shaved face, and black t shirt and tight blue jeans. He was always a little awkward over his need for a bathroom. The fact he now had to wait behind a hot girl like Amanda only made him more shy. Erin had just had a great night dancing with her friends. She smiled as she went upstairs, each step another pulse to her well filled bladder. One of those hot brunettes with a perfect model body who held it until the last minute. Boy, would she regret it tonight. Her sparkling short black dress in high heel black boots made her a treasure for any mans eyes. “Ah shit!” She said. Seeing two people in front of her. She held the sides of her dress as she looked down at the door and asked if the person was going to be a while as she felt her panties in danger of being flooded and her facing huge embarrassment. Amanda knocked. “Um, you’ve been in there a while. Like five minutes. Something.” She was getting nervous. Nerves tensing up would not help her bladder hold. Her back foot kicked back and stood on the toes. Her exposed legs squeezed tight. In the bathroom, after numerous hard pulls off the wall Jess’s foot remained stuck in the toilet. Keeping a needed potty break from everyone on the other side of the door. “Almost done!” She said. Then something bad happened. She looked to the sink and saw the faucet had stated to drip....drip....drip.....“Oh, oh....”. That and the feeling of toilet water on her foot, and being so close yet so detailed form relief Jess felt the drinks in her bladder start to boil. She moaned as she grasped her crotch and grinder her teeth. TO BE CONTINUED....
  12. I found this video this evening and it was too good not to share: https://www.youporn.com/watch/14148721/cute-blonde-masturbates-and-pees-desperation-video/ This is my favourite kind of omorashi video - a girl drinking throughout, getting steadily fuller, sitting down with her legs open so you can watch all the leaking. If anyone else knows of any other videos like this, I'm all ears!
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    Holding

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  14. Dimwitrolo

    Bored and in my Bedroom

    Hey Nerds! I'm Jessie, and I'm bored! Completely Bored. Like absolutely bored. I got a week off work, but all my plans kinda fell through. And now into day two, I'm bored out my mind. I figured you guys could tell me what to do! yes I agree, it was an excellent idea. Not really too many limits, so long as you keep it in the realm of reality! Oh, and don't make the first response be 'Uuu get nekkid', because it ain't going to happen! Straight away, at least... And GO!
  15. I treated myself with a little challenge from Fap Roulette the other day. These were the rules: Wear whatever clothes you like. Drink 0.5 liter of water immediately. Drink 0.5 liter of water per half hour. Hold for 3.5 hours after you feel the first need to pee. Relief (pee in your clothes for 1/2 second) is allowed every 5 minutes. Remembering how nice the double-layered underwear and jeans wetting felt which I did a while ago I decided to take it a bit further today. Count layers yourself. 🙂 Before I started the challenge, I was already well primed with a 1.5 liter of green tea during the afternoon. So all those layers of clothing gave me a little pressure on my bladder almost immediately. About one hour into the challenge when I was sure it was pee pressure and not just a little uncomfortable the holding timer was started. After starting the timer, I made good use of the allowed relief. It's amazing how much "relief" this massive layers of fabric could take before it shows on the outside. And how comfortably warm it stays under all those layers. Finally, about 2.5 hours into the challege and 1.5 hours into the, the intended relief turned into an unstoppable and most enjoyable flood. 😎
  16. justarandomguy

    Reporter/Newspeople Desperation

    So my girlfriend recently (as in the last year) started working with the local news station as a producer and camera person. She's had her fair share of "on-scene" location shootings and has relayed to me a good number of desperation stories. She says its totally not uncommon for a reporter to be stuck somewhere for a good amount of time without access to a bathroom. Just the other day she was on location with another one of the young female reporters and noticed that she was obviously getting pretty desperate. It was 5:45 in the morning, most stores were closed, and they had both been downing coffee and tea to stave off sleepiness. I wish I could've been a fly on the wall. While it didn't affect my girlfriend all that much, apparently the reporter made a beeline for the bathroom the second they got the all clear from the studio. It's an interesting thought. I mean, we all have to pee, but how many times do you think the reporter, anchor, or even producer behind the camera has to go during a live shot? The thought honestly intrigues me.
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  19. Hi, A while ago i saw a short clip of a distance peeing contest which i think was giga. Does anyone have the full clip? I hope my request is not to vague
  20. This one is new to me, some nice subtle desperation by a beautiful lady https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JOQ-RvMC18E
  21. NiagraFalls

    i'm about a 5...sorry

    well, when i logged in, i really had to go, but it seems to have subsided. carry on. yeh...just squirming a little
  22. WetPantyGirl

    female Desperate on a Train

    It was doing Easter this year when I took a couple of days off from work and decided to visit my mother, who lives a couple of hours away… I was there a handful of days and the visit was lovely, however I guess that’s not the reason why you’re here? Let’s skip forward a couple of days, to the day when I was going back home. As many times before I was traveling by train and having kissed my mom goodbye we were waiving at each other as the train started to accelerate and left the station. I quickly located my seat in the business class cart (I always travel business class, as I struggle with being shy and there are always far less people in business class) and it wasn’t long before the conductor was there to check my ticket. The conductor was a tall middle age man in a stiff uniform, who kindly informed me that the toilet system on the train was out of order so if I had to use the bathroom I would have to inform him and he would make sure that the train would wait for me a the next station while I used the ladies room there otherwise we would be making a longer stop in Vejle (Danish town) where there would be plenty of time for that sort of thing. Having heard that I was staring to regret drink a whole bottle of coke zero on drive to the train station but there wasn’t really much I could do about it now. I didn’t really have to pee but as I had a hard time not thinking about my newly discovered inability to use the toilet, I slowly felt a small urge to pee building up as the time slowly passed. Listening to music and trying not to thing about the broken toilet or me slight urge to pee, I knew that I had to drink something was the temperature in the cart was pretty high and I was sitting in the sunny side of the train. The first hour passed as I regularly sipped some cold water from a bottle however the small urged had slowly been growing and it was starting to get quite uncomfortable. With a hand hold my crotch I looked up the train schedule on my phone and to my horror discovered that we wouldn’t be in Vejle for another hour! Doubting that I would be able to hold it for another hour I was worried that I would might end up with a pair of wet shorts. I knew that I could contact the conductor and tell him that I had to pee but for a shy girl like me, that nothing something you can just do. Sitting in my seat with crossed legs and a hand firmly planted between them I was watching the minutes slowly pass by as we made a bunch of stop at smaller stations, each time regretting that I did got off the pee! Tortured by a full bladder, I had about 35 minutes left when I knew for certain that I wasn’t going to make it however as I was building up courage to tell the conductor that I had to pee, he suddenly walked through the cart telling everyone that someone else had requested a pee-stop and that we would be stopping shortly. I almost couldn’t believe it, I would be able to use the restroom! The though alone almost made me pee my pants as knowing that I would soon get to pee, make the urge so much bigger! As the train pulled into the station, I was already standing at the door, still with and hard between my legs, ready to jump out and head towards the restrooms! As the train came to a stop, I had completely forgotten everything about that last powerful tug that it makes every time it stops (you know the one) and I almost fell over and was soooooo freaking close to losing control and pissing my tight shorts. I even think that a small squirt of pee managed to escape my bladder and rush into my panties, but I had no time to waste and I was soon out of the train and on my way towards the restroom! However, that unfortunate surprise had make a huge impact on my bladder and I was struggling to stay in control as I rushed across the platform. Down the stairs, under the rail and towards the station building I finally reached the restroom but almost started crying when I saw two women standing in a line, in front of the stall. I had to pee sooo bad and at that point I was tempted to just give up and piss my pants! Biting my lip and holding my crotch, I was finally first in line when suddenly felt my urethra filling up with pee. I instantly panicked and did everything in could to hold back the stream. However, with the uncomfortable feeling of my urethra being full I very carefully let out that small squirt of pee into my tight panties however as soon as I did that, I could feel my urethra filling up again! I did my best to hold it back, but another squirt eventually escaped into my damp panties followed by one or two more! However just as I though that all hope was lost I heard the sound of a stall unlocking and as soon as the stall was free, I rushed in slammed the door, unzipped my shorts, pulled down my panties and barely made it unto the toilet before a strong stream of pee started spraying out of me and directly into to toilet! I looked down to inspect the damage of my panties and found a dark and wet patch inside my tight gray panties, about the size of my hand but even though it left and strange/sticky and uncomfortable feeling around my crotch, I was just happy that had managed to save that… More or less… From getting completely soaked!
  23. wetguyy10

    wet myself driving

    so i finally got around to writing about this experience that happened to me last week. soooo i was driving home from visiting family (about 2 hours) and i usually like to just wet a little towards the end of the drive.... you know, just to dampen my boxers. maybe even a small wet spot on my pants / shorts. however.... this time i had the great idea to drink more before i left and NOT use the bathroom before leaving,. AND i stopped at the store for a big redbull on the way! sooooo i started feeling the need to go about an hour on the way. which is what i wanted.! and so i would let a little out when it built up enough! and this was fun... for about the time till i had about a baseball wet patch on my shorts! it was so naughty feeling to let pee dribble out into my cotton briefs and into my gym shorts getting my thighs all wet and hot. so now im about 1 1/2 hours in.... and well i basically need to pee about 9/10. at first i would just let a little out thinking it would go away. buttttttt the feeling did NOT go away... so i decided to put a towel under my butt (i keep a towel in my car for after the gym. also i had my laundry in my car, thankfully). and shortly after i did this i just let go. i completley peed all overmyself and the towel while driving down the hwy. and i did this a few times till i go home. so once i got home i just put a pair of dry shorts over what i was wearing and hurried into my appt. so glad no one was outside (usually isnt anyway). once i got in and got everythign out of my car i run inito the bathroom and jsut stand in the shower and i swear that was the most i ever peed on myself! it jsut kept flowing down my legs and SOAKED my underwear and shorts that were ... already soaked lol. I might do this again though! it was really fun and daring! sorry i didnt take pictures:/
  24. Hey guys, this story was a commission by Rick Dixon, and he helped with the storyline and setting, so props to him for that! Hope you like it! As always C and C welcome and appreciated! And finally! Enjoy! I’ve attached a stock photo of Alison so you can all visualise her! Alison, was full of regret, she had been working hard all day, intending to try and get off early so she could drive over to see her little brother’s play on sleeping beauty. But it had been a hot day, and her decision to skip bathroom breaks in favour of getting to the school all the earlier was really starting to prove a uncomfortable error. No matter how much her mom would have bitten her head off for being even later than she already is. As she parked her car, Alison decided that she would really struggle to get through this play, knowing how long it is likely to drag on, and so walks as quickly as her tightly pressed legs would allow to the nearest bathroom. As she is walking towards the toilets her bladder is pulsing, being so close to relief, but as she turns the corner she is met by the sight of a janitor slapping a cleaning in process sign on the door. Alison stopped and squirmed trying to maintain some dignity as she asked. “ err.. sir? Please can I go in first? I am really desperate and I need to go before the play starts!” “Sorry miss you’ll just have to hold it for a minute” replied the janitor Alison was about to protest that she might not have that long when the tannoy sounded, signalling the start of the play, and so with a humph she minced her way to her seat. As soon as she sat down, Alison crossed her legs as tightly as she could, aiming to dash for the toilets as soon as she could. However the curtains open to a bubbling pot of water, which did nothing to help Alison, who was trying to think of anything but liquids, and deciding that the janitor would be finished by now, got up to make a dash for it. “Sit down! It’s almost the intermission, be polite Alison!” Whispered her mother, pulling her back into her seat with a painful jolt to her bladder, sending it sloshing around “Would it be polite to have a flood in this hall?” Muttered Alison, her long dark hair fanning out in front of her pale face, as she slowly slipped a hand between her legs. Alison glanced through her hair to the stage where her brother had just walked on, however she couldn’t hear his lines. ‘He must have stage fright!’ she thought, before wincing as the child next to her started slurping from his drink loudly, the sounds travelling straight to her strained bladder. As she looked away from the child, her foot tapping away, and her arms crossed over her chest, she noticed the intermission sign being placed up. This was her chance! She slowly rose to her feet, making sure not to put any pressure on her bladder, which was bulging out over the top of her tight jeans, when she was roughly pulled back into her seat once more by her mother, her ass landing in the seat with such force that a small spurt of pee squirted out of her crotch and dampened her panties. Alison quickly placed both hands in her crotch and squeezed for all she was worth, as her mother whispered to her. “Sit down, it starting again!” “You can’t be serious!” Alison moaned, how could her brother do this to her? She looked at the stage willing it to end, her brother was just about to kiss the sleeping beauty, then the curtains rolled back to reveal a running waterfall, and a random child for some reason, but Alison didn’t notice that, she was too busy bending over and shoving her hands deeper into herself in an effort not to wet herself like a child right there. Then as if to add to her torture, the sprinklers turned on outside. Alison had tears welling in her eyes as she felt a drop leak past her defences and trail down the inside of her thigh. However her salvation was at hand, her brother had just kissed the girl, and now everyone was stood up and clapping as they all bowed. Alison didn’t waste a second, she pushed past her row, not caring for the moment what she looked like, only that she made it to a toilet before she completely peed her pants. She turned the corner and the cleaning notice was down! “Thank god! I’m going to burst!” She cried As the pushed the door, but she hit resistance, she pushed harder, and this time she could hear raised voices. The door swung open to a livid looking girl. “WHAT?!” She screamed. “I need to use the bathroom. I..I’m going to have an accident!” Alison Stuttered. “WAIT YOU’RE DAMN TURN!” The girl screamed before slamming the door Alison bobbed down and wiggled her ass, trying to hold back the flood, which, being so close to relief, was pulsating against her tired muscles and getting more insistent by the minute. But just then she heard the jangling of keys, she swivelled around to see the janitor walking to his closet. Alison hobbled over to him and grabbed him by the shoulder, he turned around and recognition flashed in his eyes. “Oh hi there Miss, all’s finished now!” He Chirped “It’s occupied, is there another.. nngh!.. toilet?!” Alison Groaned. “Why yes! On the other side of the building!” The janitor replied, seemingly obvious to Alison’s shaking form, with both hands buried in her crotch. “T..thank you!” Alison called, moving as fast as she could, hoping it wasn’t too late. How she managed to cross the school without losing it all was a miracle, however as she opened the door to the corridor holding the toilets, she was met with an ugly sight, a long line. “Just my luck!” Alison cried, as another spurt escaped her hold. With no other choice, Alison joined the end of the queue, dancing around and blushing when she realised that some of the girls were looking at her and muttering, she tried to keep still but only succeeding in spurting into her soaked panties, leaving a coin sized wet patch on the crotch of her jeans. Alison glanced at the Male toilets, with no line. There was no choice really. She hobbled over to the door, but as she pushed on it, it swung open with such force that Alison was sent crashing into the person exiting, losing control and peeing for a full second before she managed to gain a wavering control. Alison blushed deep crimson, It was Chris! Her high school crush! “Oh hey Alison! I’ve not seen you in years! How are you?” Chris oozed, “Chris, I’d love to chat, but I really need to pee and I... oh no!” Alison Sobbed, as she felt her bladder give in, and flood her jeans. Face like a tomato, Alison sank down to her knees in her rapidly growing puddle of pee, face in her hands, her hair shielding everyone from view, as she sobbed her heart out. ‘Oh why didn’t I just pee before I left?!’ Fin
  25. 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.