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  1. Hey there! This is a thread for tiny desperation ideas! Things you can read in a few seconds but that put very sexy ideas in your head! I don't know how many of you knew holdingit.minuteboard? There are a fair few users on here that are also on there, and made content for it before it sadly went down. It's still available in parts through the waybackmachine, so it's not all bad, but still... it had a thread that I adored called "lines of desperation", started by the user Rexone312. It's just full of tiny little stories, though it did go off-topic and delve into longer ones at points, but most of it is really easy to digest chunks of very, very sexy desperation. It's often extreme stuff too, with unrealistic hold times and large bladders, which is what I love! https://web.archive.org/web/20171205040050/http://holdingit.minuteboard.com:80/m/b/a/showtopic.html?topicid=70357&start=0 You might also be aware of some other omorashi poetry already on the site, such as this topic by Sunflower: Or this more recent one by SecretPerson, which is what inspired me to make this topic after talking with him: Okay! So now that all that backstory is out of the way, I'm going to be posting some of my own tiny stories here, as well as some of the ones from users on holdingit.minuteboard, where I can I'll get permission to do so, but I would like to have a current archive of this stuff as the site was taken down! I don't want to take credit for any of these works, only put them up somewhere so more people can enjoy them again! ? One last thing: This Topic is for DESPERATION! If you want to make one about wetting stories or fear accidents, please do so! I'm really only interested in the holding, and wanted to make a topic for those, like me, who miss holdingit.minuteboard and this thread in particular. So, without anymore exposition, feel free to give writing some of these a go!
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  4. (I'm sitting on the bathroom on the tile because I am still soaked, and I mean Almost Every inch of my leggings!) Four in one evening. Round one, warming up the musxles. The first hold was kind of the starter because I woke up with the need to pee. I still kind of had my cold and was dribbling in my panties with every cough, so I was like, Okay let's do the thing. I drank the last half of my juice, and went downstairs to fill it back up with more soon after. This time I drank water and juice and tea slowly. I like this because it makes the pulsing urge to pee come on gradually, along with the overall fullness that is constant. At this point I put on one of my diapers. The sudden pulses and the legs crossed squeezes and the muscle contractions, along with omo getting me sexually aroused, makes me want to come so badly that just by shifting around on my bed and doing the kegels is enough to give me an orgasm. This is was what I was going for. After the amazing pleasure of coming while having a full bladder, I usually go to pee, the relief being another great pleasure. But I didn't do that. Instead I just release some pee to take the pressure off. I have strong muscles so it's not easy to really have a true accident. It was ok because after the small leaks I decided to keep the game going. Round two, overflow. I drank the rest of my second bottle of juice and chugged a bunch of cold coffee. Kind of a refill. I put on a pair of blue jeans that were just a bit too small. They were even more right around my pee bulged belly, squeezing my bladder even more. I wanted so badly to just have a real accident, to soak my jeans, to moan and hold myself and think, "oh god I'm going to wet my jeans!" Instead I paced around, hoping that my liquid refill would help me need to pee again soon. Since I had already did one hold, the urgency came back pretty quickly. There I was pacing, moaning, holding my crotch. My legs were shaking, my tummy was tingling, my breathing was fast. I couldn't stay in one place. I was sitting on my leather chair, straddling a footstool, kneeling on the floor. The wet patch of pee between my legs growing steadily. Now it was harder to stop those little bursts of pee that come with the bladder contracting. I would sit down so that when I did have the urge, it wouldn't come out, and then quickly stand up so that I didn't have time to squeeze it back. My bursts of pee were getting bigger now, and it was getting harder to stop the flow of pee. The warmth was too tempting to ignore. I wasn't wearing a diaper this time. I needed to feel the hot and wet patch growing. So I drank more liquid. Only water, but. It worked because I had to stand up and walk across the room, which meant that gravity and a weakened bladder made my jeans even more wet as I crossed the room, and just drinking cold water made me pee more. I was crossing my legs, leaning forward, holding my wet crotch, peeing some as I drank some. I paced some more, dribbling and moaning. Then I couldn't take it, I really really wanted to wet these jeans I was wearing. I haven't completely soaked a pair of jeans in a long time. I thought about letting loose, standing in the shower, listening to the hiss and the patter of it dripping down, wetting my cute little feet. But I also like feeling the conflict of losing control and keeping it. So I waited until the next big squeezing of my bladder screaming at me to let go, and stood up, gripped my soaked crotch, and let go. But. It was just slow and steady enough that so far my pee was only drenching my jeans. The wet patch of pee growing around my front, my bottom, down my legs. There were a few splashes on the carpet. I was about to panic. So I went I to the bathroom and let out more. The hot streams and the relief was so good that I relaxed completely, let all flow, watching as my jeans were too wet to contain all of my pee, watching as the puddle grew and grew, pooling around my feet. It felt like I was done. No more pee escaped as I stood there, so very wet, totally relaxed, so I began the dreaded cleanup. But there was another plan I wanted to try. I had a few beers in the fridge. I wanted to be a bit buzzed while I went for round three. I drank four beers in a relatively short amount of time for another bladder refill. Round three, waterfall. As I paced around, trying to decide what else I could do, I was almost to the point of a real accident this time from holding. And having done it twice already in the same afternoon made it so much harder to keep myself from wetting, and made the process of waiting for the pee accident so much shorter. I'm not into being seen wetting, but I wanted to go out and have an accident, so since it was dark outside, I decided to take a walk. I put on my black leggings, (and an oversized black hoodie because it's like 38 degrees out) some shoes that I didn't mind getting wet, and went outside for a nighttime walk. I was so excited that I was already peeing before I got outside. It was an amazing experience because even though I was trying so hard to hold it, pee was flowing with every footstep. This was what I wanted. To not be able to to control my bladder at all. I made it outside just in time. I still was trying to hold it. The darkness and the black leggings made it so much more enjoyable because I didn't have to think about anything else. The cold weather was also something interesting because I could feel the warmth running slowly down my legs, and also the coldness of the air making the wetness cool down. After a while I couldn't really tell when I was peeing and when I was managing to hold it in. Power walking because it was cold, because of my excitement, and because of the urgency all blended into one another, I was moaning almost constantly now. Two moans for the "oh my God I'm gonna pee and I can't hold it" and one for the " oh god wetting myself feels so good" eventually I started to slowly pee more with each step. Until I was just about peeing nonstop. My damp shoes were getting very wet. I was leaving splashy little drips behind me. Every time there was a streetlight I would stop and look at how wet and shiny my leggings were. And every time a car went by I would stop and look at the person driving and push out a burst of pee. I had so much pee, I was wondering if I would ever stop. By then it was gushing in such large bursts that I tought "this is the big one. I'm going to completely empty my bladder" but then I was able to squeeze my muscles enough to stop the flow completely. Which feels amazing, because it is the same feeling of being close to coming. That turned me on even more, and the satisfying feeling of wetting my pants, the hot and cold, the feelings of being naughty, all made me even more aroused. I was walking slower now, relaxing my bladder muscles so much that I was fully peeing now, reveling in it. I peed so much that I could finally relax like normal and not have any more leaking. This was what else I wanted because that meant that I could now wait a few more minutes and then force the rest out. By now my leggings were completely soaked except for a little line down the outer length of each leg. and my shoes were squishing with every step. My nighttime wet walk lasted at least 45 minutes. There's this almost hollow feeling in my tummy when my bulgingly full bladder finally empties. It's relaxing in such an indescribable way, almost like post-climax relaxing. That's how I felt as I walked back home, along with the the satisfaction of the incredible wetting. Round four. Good to the last drips. (In the middle of writing this I had to pee even more, so I ended up sitting in the bathtub, my knees pulled up, my feet against my wet bottom, still wearing my shiny soaked leggings, and letting loose each small wave of pee whenever the tingly feeling hit me)
  5. Grabbing Graham Unsteady on his feet with his voice raised more than usual Graham clumsily made his way onto the station platform. The works Christmas night out had been amazing and he was buzzing from finally kissing Jennifer from admin under the mistletoe and from the alcohol surging through his body. He was drunk and would probably not remember much tomorrow but right now he was merry and singing jingle bells to anyone who happened to even glance at him. It was just days until Christmas so what was the problem? He was happy and high and everyone else should be too. He couldn’t make out a word of the announcements but then even sober he could hardly make out what train announcers said anyway. The rain and alcohol made reading the notice board rather hard too. The words were fuzzy so Graham laughed and brazenly walked up to someone who vaguely looked like they worked for British Rail and shouted louder than he realised: ‘Hoy mate. When’s that train for Farmsly coming?’ It was another member of the public who replied: ‘They just announced it. It’s ten minutes late mate. Platform 6.’ Graham tried to focus on the information as his brain struggled to process. Far too much alcohol was clouding his understanding and awareness but familiarity eventually kicked in and he stumbled his way to platform 6 and found a bench in a shelter. Graham wasn’t an overly confident or out-going person normally but fuelled with beer, spirits, mulled wine and more that he couldn’t even remember now, he was louder, more care free and much more bold. As an older woman in her late forties stood in the shelter he held his hand out to shake hers. ‘Merry Christmas Mrs!’ His other hand carelessly moved to his crotch area. The woman looked at him scornfully glancing at his other hand rather than the one he held out. Clearly thinking he was acting inappropriately she picked up her phone out of her pocket and looking right at Graham she made her intentions obvious: ‘Either stop that or I’ll call the police now! Drunk or not I am not accepting anyone do that! You filthy animal!’ Graham laughed not quite thinking of the seriousness of the situation as his mind was still full of frolics from his night on the town. ‘Listen wo.....wom....woman. I’m...am no like that. I need a piss that’s alllllll....but merry Christmas to ya anyway.’ Graham hadn’t really noticed how much he had to piss until the woman had looked at his hand. It was true he was touching himself and it did look wrong but, shit, he had to piss and all the drink in his bladder was wanting out rather suddenly. He grabbed his crotch and squeezed himself as he moved his legs to try and get comfortable on the cold damp bench. ‘Well no getting your dick out and pissing in front of me or I’ll take your photo and stick it on Facebook! I’m sick of drunks like you thinking they can piss wherever the hell they want. If you canny hold your piss then don’t drink!’ Graham couldn’t be bothered thinking of a come back. He just wanted on the train and away from the woman and into the toilet. God he really had to piss badly now. He was sure he’d went in the club earlier but it was all a bit hazy now. He ignored the woman and continued to grab his penis, scissoring his legs fast. Nothing more was said and Graham staggered onto the train as it finally arrived. He didn’t bother sitting and instead made his way through the carriages to find the toilet. The train wasn’t too busy, probably because it was the last one of the night and most sensible people were already in bed asleep. Graham held onto the seats and handles as he unsteadily made his way through the train. Finally he reached the carriage with the bathroom and he pressed the button to open the door. Nothing happened. Graham grabbed himself again openly. ‘Oh for fucks sake man. I need a piss!’ An older man’s voice shouted: ‘I think it’s broke mate. Seen it tried twice now.’ Graham bent forward and held himself. ‘Are you fucking serious? I need a piss so bad man.’ Two young girls, in their early twenties, dressed in sparkly fitted short dresses and tights, and clearly a little tipsy themselves, giggled as they watched Graham push the door, press the button repeatedly, and squirm whilst grabbing his personal area. Graham made a fist and banged on the door before marching on the spot and finally sitting down right outside the bathroom. He couldn’t sit still at all, alternating between scissoring his legs, crossing them and bouncing them. The giggling from the girls continued, though Graham wasn’t really caring. He leaned forward rubbing his penis with one hand and holding the chair tightly with his other hand. Too drunk too care and way too desperate to be able to stop even if he did, he squirmed and grabbed himself openly in a valiant attempt to keep his urine from escaping. Graham was frantic. He was beyond bursting now as he rocked and fidgeted on the train chair, interspersed with moaning and whimpering. The girls continued to laugh. The ticket inspector opened the carriage door and the girls muffled their laughter as they looked for their tickets. Graham on the other hand couldn’t stop fidgeting to get his ticket out his pocket let alone remember if he even had one. He stood up as the inspector approached grabbing his penis openly with one hand whilst getting his wallet out his back jeans pocket with his other. ‘Tickets please.’ ‘Mate I’ve....I’ve got a tic...ticket...just geez a minute....I’m...shit mate I’m dying for a slash and your..,your...toilet’s broke. Can you not...fix it pleeee...please. It’s an...an emergency!’ ‘Tickets please.’ Graham couldn’t stand still. He fondled with his crotch openly as he danced and crossed his legs as he handed the inspector a train ticket. ‘That’s your inward journey one. I need your return one please.’ Graham bent forward with a hand contorted on his dick as a spurt shot out. ‘God no! I’m pissing myself here mate! Can you not fix your fucking....fucking toilet.’ ‘Have you got a return ticket please?’ Graham opened his wallet and handed the man a ten pound note. ‘Where from?’ ‘What?’ Another small amount of piss dribbled out of Graham’s penis. ‘Where did you get on and where are you going?’ Graham hammered on the toilet door with his fist as his other hand grabbed his aching member. ‘If you don’t stop that I’m adraid I will need to ask you to get off this train. The toilet is unfortunately broken sir. Now where did you get on the train and where are you going?’ ‘I’m pissing myself and all you can talk about is where am I going? The only place I want to go is this fucking toilet and I can’t! I’ve been bursting since central station and I can’t fucking hold this until Farmsly. Is there not ano...anoth....another toilet?” ‘One single from Central to Farmsly is £4.30. Here’s your change sir and please don’t make a mess of my carriage. I’m afraid you will just have to wait a bit longer. I do apologise for any inconvenience.’ Graham wanted to swear but all his energy was being used to balance on his feet on the moving train and holding back the torrent of pee inside his bladder. He u did the button on his jeans and hastily fell back onto the seat behind him. Being drunk and desperate was there torture and Graham knew his underwear was already pretty damp. The ticket inspector checked the other tickets before walking through to the next carriage. The girls continued their giggling at Graham’s predicament whilst the older man looked out the indie as if Graham’s didn’t exist. Graham slid his hand inside the crotch of his jeans and held his aching damp penis for all he was worth. He stroked it, squeezed it, pressed it, and rubbed it as it shook and surged between his legs. Every jolt of the carriage hurt and time seemed to stand still. Finally Graham could just about make out the on board announcement that the train was approaching Farmsly. ‘Thank fuck for that! Oh God I need to piss!’ Graham tried standing up but his jeans wouldn’t stay up. He hitched and held them up as best he could but as he needed both hands to steady himself to walk to the door he was faced with no other choice but to re zip his fly and button up his jeans. He moaned loudly at the pressure this put on his bladder and immediately grabbed himself and jigged about. ‘I need a fucking piss!’ He shouted. The girls giggled louder than ever. Graham couldn’t care. He leaned forwards, one hand grabbing his member as tightly as he could as the train slowed at the station. He punched the button to open the door and moaned as he had to open his legs in order to get over the gap between the train and the platform. It was raining, cold and dark. Graham felt more urine dribbling as he walked along the platform. He sensed he was alone as he staggered towards the exit. Suddenly another surge hit and he quickly undid the bottom on his jeans, unzipped his fly and pulled out his wet, aching, half erect penis and allowed the pent up pee to zoom it’s way past his urethra and surge out of his penis at force. He was too drunk and it was too dark to even attempt to walk towards bushes and his piss wasn’t going to wait another second. Graham stood shaking as warm piss surged out his body as he gripped his penis with both hands. High from alcohol, a great night out and the ecstasy of finally being able to release he stood there laughing and smiling and shouting at the top of his voice: ‘I needed a fucking piss ok!’ Not that anyone else cared except him. Well him and his bladder that was.
  6. Jailor Eckman

    female Request 028

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Here's the request I did for @Tsuchigumo550! I'm not accepting any more new request suggestions, but I am taking commissions. If you are interested in having me draw something for you, please consider checking out my commission thread, here! I've lowered my prices, and the new prices are listed a few posts into the thread! --- Pride and confidence make for a deadly combination! Perhaps she should have thought about that before mocking her friends for needing to pull over on their way to that concert last March... She laughed and took verbal jabs at them while they squatted, bare-assed, at the side of the car and gushed into the gravel on the shoulder of the highway. Of course, she remained seated, because she could "hold it like an adult." Maybe it was the fact that they were already running late... But in her carelessness she may have pushed her friends a little too far. From then on, whenever one of them mentioned that they needed the bathroom, she'd tell them to just "use the ground, like they did on the way to the concert!" It finally boiled over when she couldn't bring herself to give up the taunting even when her best friend was having a dire emergency during finals. "You have the biggest bladder? Prove it!" The challenge was set. She'd drink three tall bottles of whatever her friends chose and be forced to hold it for an hour per bottle! A bit of concern set in when she saw what her friends had brought her: three bottles of peach tea measuring a liter each... She was to drink an entire bottle within the first fifteen minutes of each of the three hours. Then, she was to remain seated. She could cross her legs, but hands were not allowed... and neither was complaining. (Why would her friends allow it after she had so mercilessly mocked them, anyway?) It would be... accurate... to say that her confidence had already melted at the end of the first hour. Already unable to sit still, she had to then pound down the second bottle... And the third would sit there, awaiting its turn to be imbibed, filtered out of her blood, and pushed into her swollen, quivering bladder. By the time the second hour ticked over, she was in agony. Her kidneys seemed to be working in overdrive, like faucets left on full blast. 'No hands' meant she couldn't undo the button on her shorts. Her willpower and clamped thighs were the only thing that kept her from becoming an unseemly water feature. At this time, she had an awareness of her pee hole that she never thought possible... and the lighting bolts of severe desperation told her that, no matter how embarrassed she was... no matter how much she'd eat her words if she peed herself, it would be her body, not her, that made the decision...
  7. hello. the story of today is about my GF and I being stuck on the road with no way out of the situation. so it starts off on a very cold morning and me and my GF are heading back to her house after staying at a friends house. so the both of us start getting dressed, i put on red microfiber panties with mens galaxy leggings on with my converse and she wearing a black top with a really thin see through black thong with really thin blue tight jeans. my GF is 5ft 4" with very short blonde hair with multiple piercings and tattoos, shes also wearing converse. so headed out to the car as our friend had to leave ASAP as he was late for work (my gf is driving) . so we headed off for a 2+ hour drive and we both said to each other "wish we had time to use the toilet" (allot of drinking was involved last night and we haven't managed to have our morning pee yet. so 15 mins into the drive i see my gf wiggling a wee bit so i ask "you okay?" "yeah I'm fine just need to pee a bit" "same here" so another 15mins go by and I'm starting to get desperate myself and she notices. another 30 + minutes i heard her whimper, and i look at her and she says "i don't know if gonna be able to hold this" i just say "yeah me too" 10 minutes later i here her moan and whimper and slam her thighs together and hear her say "oh no" at this point I'm very desperate my self and all i hear from her is "I'm okay" she asks me how you holding up? i just reply with "not very well" so at this point we are over half way back to our house and things are not looking good. I'm sitting here very Very desperate and so is she. all of a sudden i get a desperation wave and i leaked for 2-3 seconds and i instantly say "I'm fine" i look over to her and shes practically bouncing up and down and all of a sudden she stops moving and spreads her legs apart with a loud moan. she quickly closes her legs and just looks at me with a really worried face and i look back puzzled and i say " are you losing it?" she starts almost crying and i just comfort her and say "don't worry about wetting your self i understand" She manages to say to me that shes peed a little bit and i just reply with "don't worry so have i" so at this point we are about 30mins away from the house and we are both in dyer need. I'm still squirming about and shes still bouncing up and down. a couple of minuets later I started to leak and i moaned as it ran down both my legs for about 4-5 seconds and she looks over and sees the wet streaks growing and out of no where she whimpers and says quite loud "OHH NOT AGAIN AHHH!!!" and i just see a wet patch growing around her pussy area. We both gained control and looked at each others jeans and leggings shock and i ask "have you wet yourself?" with a reply of "no just a wee bit tho" and i just replied with "same here" 10 minutes go by and shes the verge of crying and still bouncing about like crazy and she just about cries out "Gonna wet my self in a minute!!!" and as i look down i see her wet patch pulsating from her trying to clench her pussy but every time she fails to do so she lets out a little spurt. and less than a minute later i hear out of no where "OHH OOOHHH OH ahh ahhhhh please no please no no no No NO" And all i see is her pussy get wetter and wetter and she starts crying, spreads her legs and the wet patch starts spreading down her inner thighs. I put my hand on her knee while shes still wetting herself and say "It's okay just relax" and she dose and i start to rub the inside of her thigh (even tho shes wet and still wetting there) and she says "don't I'm still wetting there" i just reply with " it's okay just focus on your wetting don't worry about wetting into my hand" just to calm her down and after a few seconds she moans while still crying and fully lets go into her soaked thong, soaked jeans and into my hand. After about a minute the stream starts to die down and whisper to her " It's okay it's okay just let your self finish" the flood stops and seems to collect her self and say to me "how are holding up?" i did admit i peed for about 5 seconds during your wetting and i think I'm gonna wet my self and second as well. Another 5 minuets later and leaking every 5 seconds and my gf noticed and just said to me just relax if you want" and instantly she started rubbing my inner thigh and i ask "what are you doing?" just replied with "I'm helping you relax like you did for me" "but I'm not wetting my self" "that's the point, I'm getting you relaxed to wet yourself since we are about 20mins away you're not gonna make it and might as well go so you can relax" after about 10 seconds I say to her "gonna pee in your hand" with a reply of "it's okay it's only fair" and after that I relaxed and started wetting my self with no sign of it slowing down. after nearly a minute it came to and end of me wetting my self while wetting into my gf hand as she massaged my inner thigh. we both felt allot better and not long after we arrived back at our house made a dash for it and got inside and stripped naked and we both jumped into a shower together. then settled in for the night. I asked her how was feeling now after all of that. and the response was " I'm still a bit embarrassed and confused as it's my first time wetting in front of someone" "so it's not your first time wetting yourself in general?" "no when i was 18 i wet my self in my room while gaming completely topless wearing only white cotton panties and white thigh high lycra socks. Trying to complete this really long mission and after a good while of trying to hold as this mission needed to be complete within a cretin time i started leaking and fully started peeing into my gaming chair my white panties, down the chair to down my legs soaking my white lycra thigh highs" also didn't move i just sat there for a good couple of hours since well i wet myself so don't need to go and i still haven't completed this mission. so after that story we wen't to bed and well I'm sure you's can guess what happened after that thanks for reading through this not the best worded story as i was rushed for time while doing this. let me know what you think of this story
  8. Desperate Destiny Destiny sat wearing her green top and oversized green bow in her hair as agreed. She nervously sipped at her lemonade. Blind date number 6. Was it an omen she wondered or could this one actually be legitimate, attractive and interesting? He couldn’t be as boring as number 1, or as sleazy as number two, or as smelly and scruffy as number 3. Number 4 at least tried but then he’d left for the bathroom, never returned and left her to pay the bill. Number 5 was a no show and number 6...well so far he was five minutes late and counting! Maybe her friends were right and internet dating was doomed to fail? Well she was here now and this man had ten more minutes and if he didn’t contact her or appear she was deleting the app and giving up. She was already half way through her lemonade anyway. She looked around before tinkering with her phone to distract herself. Then a tap on her shoulder sent shivers down her full body. Destiny turned and immediately felt the shadow of someone behind her. His shoes were smart, he had smart black trousers on, a casual but smart jumper with a v neck and shirt beneath and...the most natural welcoming smile she could ever recall. He put his hand out to shake hers as she rose from her seat to face him, aware he wasn’t much taller than she was. ‘Sorry I’m a little later than planned. Every single light was red! I’m Fraser by the way but pretty sure you’ve worked that out. You look way more beautiful than your profile picture by the way. Wow!’ ‘Hi. Emmm thanks. I quite liked that profile pic too haha!’ Emma gestured to Fraser to sit but he asked if she wanted anything more to drink first. ‘I’ll stick to another lemonade if that’s ok. Thanks.’ ‘I’ll be right back!’ Destiny looked at Fraser standing at the bar and mentally ticked some boxes in her head. He seemed friendly. Tick. Genuine? So far at least. Tick. Sexy? His smile absolutely and there was definitely something about his think Scottish accent too. Tick. Generous? Well he hadn’t asked her for money for the drinks so that was a start. Good company? She’d find that out soon enough. Nerves made her hands shake a little and seeing Fraser at the bar ordering made her throat dry so Destiny gulped down the last of her lemonade and looked at the all too familiar menu. She knew this pub well but even familiar places could seem strange on your first date she thought. Just then Fraser returned with the drinks. He took his coat off and hung it neatly over the chair before sitting down. ‘Saw you looking at the menu there. Anything you fancy? I saw the special on the board when I was at the bar and the home made steak pie sounds amazing. Makes me think of home!’ ‘Sounds perfect. There’s usually quite quick at taking your order here.’ Sure enough less than five minutes later and two steak pies, chips and vegetables were on order and Fraser and Destiny continued their conversation. Destiny was somewhat surprised at how easy to talk to Fraser was and Fraser was equally surprised how ‘ordinary’ and lovely Destiny was. Wether it was nerves or a desire to please each other or something else again neither knew, but without thought or effort both had their hands around their drinks and sipped almost simultaneously as they chatted. So far so good thought Destiny, and unbeknown to her Fraser was having a lovely time too. The food arrived and Destiny was surprised when the waitress asked if they wanted any more drinks. It was only then she noticed she’d somehow almost finished her second glass already. ‘Do you sell Irn Bru at all?’ Fraser asked smiling. ‘As a matter of fact we do sir. It’s surprisingly popular here. Ordinary or diet sir?’ ‘Oh ordinary please.’ ‘And mam?’ ‘Oh I think a water please thanks’ ‘Fizzy or still mam?’ ‘Oh still would be great thanks’. The meal looked delicious and as Destiny began cutting hers up she couldn’t help but snigger when Fraser joked ‘she never asked if you wanted your drink diet. Honestly, you can’t get the staff round here!’ Funny? She could tick that now too. So far at least. The evening continued well until around half way through eating when Destiny felt a cool breeze from the door which sent a shiver down her body and through her bladder and she moved in her seat subconsciously. She smiled nervously at Fraser, ignored the twinge and carried on eating. The chips and vegetables were salty and Destiny was glad of the refreshing water. Fraser seemed to be enjoying his, even commenting that it was as good as his mums and he winked as he said it which Destiny found surprisingly sexy. Date number six was much better than expected. She wasn’t in any hurry to go anywhere. Dinner turned to pudding then tea and coffee and before Destiny was aware she’d consumed a full pint of lemonade, half a pint of water and a mug of tea! Time was passing quickly and she was in no hurry to leave Fraser with his ginger hair and deep brown eyes. She swung her legs under the table determined her stupid bladder wouldn’t ruin her best date so far. If Fraser excused himself for a comfort break she would too but she wasn’t going to be the first to break away. Absolutely not. The pub was getting busier and louder as a major match played on large TV’s and Fraser suggested they find a quieter corner to sit. Destiny knew she should have piped up something similar to ‘that would be lovely. I’ll just nip to the ladies first’ or something similar, but Fraser was too mesmerising, too exciting even, to leave. She’d go as soon as they parted. Yes that would be fine. They moved together to a snug couch by a fire. Romantic, quieter, but much further from the ladies. Fraser suggested another cup of tea and despite her already full bladder Destiny nodded and smiled. With Fraser at the bar she crossed her legs and pulled her knees towards her. She was bursting and thought about slipping to the loo while Fraser was not looking but she didn’t want to leave her bag, coat and Fraser’s coat unattended nor did she like the idea of Fraser returning and finding her away. She circled her foot and tightened her muscles and smiled as Fraser turned towards her and winked. Goodness he was stunning in the light of the pub and even the laughter and chatter of strangers seemed to somehow feel special as Destiny realised she actually really liked Fraser and absolutely wanted to date him again. The coffee table was low and bending to reach her tea squeezed against Destiny’s bladder and she quietly moaned. She didn’t want to show it but her body was absolutely desperate for release though pride prevented her excusing herself. ‘You ok?’ ‘Yeah fine.’ The tea was delicious but Destiny’s bladder just couldn’t stretch so she sat bolt upright, tense and concentrating rather than drinking. ‘You’ve gone quiet. Have I upset you?’ Fraser reached over towards Destiny and hugged her lightly. ‘If I’m boring you it’s ok. Just say.’ ‘No. No. Not at all. Just thinking.’ That was the truth really. She was thinking about how to politely excuse herself and how she could get to the ladies dry. But she couldn’t say that on a first date. She bit her lip, shifted on the seat and tensed her back more. Her face flushed and a drop of sweat formed on her forehead. It took all her effort to hold her bladder closed. ‘Please don’t feel you can’t say Destiny. We’ve had a lovely evening. Well I definitely have. You are great company. You are beautiful, intelligent and interesting. I would love to meet up again. So if something is bothering you I think honestly is definitely the best policy. ‘ It was all Destiny could do to whisper. Every last ounce of her energy was reserved for holding back the huge flood inside her. Her arms folded around her bladder as if hugging herself and she bent forward with a tear in her eye. Fraser put his arm around her and his head down towards hers and whispered. ‘Whatever it is it’s ok. I don’t bite.’ Destiny fidgeted before gasping as another spasm pushed through her body. ‘It’s just...it’s just...I’ve drank too much sorry. I should have...oh Good God above...’ Destiny pushed her bum as far back into the seat as she could and pressed a hand tight into her crotch pulling her coat over herself to cover it up while her head faced down to avoid seeing Fraser who was hugging her in concern. In a broken whisper she bravely but reluctantly confessed: ‘I should have gone at dinner. I should have gone before we moved over here. I’ve had to go for so so long. Now it’s an emergency. I am so so so desperate now. I think I’m going to pee my pants.’ Fraser kissed her forehead and stroked her hair. He whispered back: ‘Oh my sweet Destiny. My dear darling desperate Destiny.’ He slipped his hand under her coat and over her own in her crotch area as he used his other hand to tenderly lift her chin and kiss her lovingly on the lips whilst gently pressing his hand over her own between her legs. A current washed over Destiny as their lips met. She wanted more. So much more. But first she had to pee. Urgently. ‘I shan’t hold you any longer my precious desperate Destiny. I don’t want you upset. But hurry back. I’ll be right here waiting for you.’ His words enticed her like crazy but the pounding from her vagina was intensive and relentless too. She tied her coat around her waist to hide any wetness and ran to the ladies as she felt her knickers dampen. Fraser looked on with his own legs crossed in a vain attempt to hide his erection. He liked what he’d seen tonight and he wanted more again. He hadn’t planned to get a beautiful girl so close to wetting herself but he couldn’t believe his luck that it had happened. It might not be entirely appropriate to do what he wanted with Destiny tonight but he resolved to excuse himself briefly for the gents when Destiny returned. Assuming he could wait that long that was.
  9. Hello everyone. This is my first attempt at writing fiction on this site. This is a tale of extreme desperation involving a girl in cosplay. It is inspired by @Jailor Eckman's piece on his Hoard Images pack called “On the Way” and I give credit to him for the character. Seeing how frantic she looked in that terrible situation she was in and how much she drank actually inspired me to request an additional photo of her in a far worse situation where it looked like she was in serious pain. You can see the image that Jailor made in Request #010. From there it gave me some ideas as to how the rest of her story went and it is all culminated in this fiction that I’ve written here. I’ve taken into mind of the health consequences of what this girl in this piece can face and I have included descriptions of such consequences to try to keep it realistic, though I guess it won’t be entirely. I ran into some writers block towards the end of the piece which admittedly did delay the release of this fiction for a couple more months, but I eventually got over them. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the fiction. Peace out and let me know what you think of it. NOTE: There is a mention of Bailey as a teenager in junior high school suffering desperation and some vivid descriptions of sexual encounters that Bailey would imagine in this story and there is nudity involved in this piece as well as some strong language. View this at your own discretion. It was a bright morning in Springfield Oregon and Bailey Porter was excited about the anime convention in Seattle that her anime club successfully raised funds for. She had dyed her hair red the night before and prepared her red seifuku outfit. It was to be a six hour drive to Seattle so she had no intention to waste any time sleeping in as the convention was to open at 3:30PM and her best friend, Selina wanted her to be there for 3:00PM. With the alarm clock going off, she gets out of her bed in her naked form quickly discovering that she has a strong urge to pee, likely a result of needing to go since 9:30PM last night and going to bed without relieving her bladder. Her toilet had been broken for two days and her landlord said that he would show up in four days as his office is currently busy. It was not a big deal to her, she was going to go to a rest stop on the way and have her morning pee and during those two days, she would stop at either a friend’s place or go to a coffee shop to use the bathroom. She put on her seifuku outfit which perfectly fit her small petite figure, put on her glasses which suited her cute face and ate her breakfast which consisted of bacon and eggs and orange juice. A thought crossed her mind “Why am I drinking when I already have a full bladder?” she pondered this question for some time, but decided to drink the rest. “Whatever.” she thought, she knew that she was going to stop at a gas station or rest stop on the way to the convention. Her cell phone started ringing, she grabbed it off her coffee table to see who it was. Sure enough, it was her friend Selina calling her. She swiped to answer. “Hey Selina.” her friend’s voice answers: “Hey Bailey, how are you this morning?” Bailey felt a slight twinge from her bladder and crossed her legs. “Other than the fact that I still have to pee, I’m alright. I’m just waking up from my bed rest and having some breakfast.” Selina was heard laughing on the other end. “Oh T.M.I Bailey. Nah, just joking, its okay. I’ve had a pretty strong urge to take a tinkle myself when I woke up. How bad is it?” Bailey crossed and uncrossed her legs, trying not to think about it. “It’s really bad but I can still wait. I’ve had to piss since last night and my landlord still hasn’t fixed the damned toilet yet. I slept with a bladder full of piss and it kind of screwed with my sleep.” Selina’s tone on the other end got serious very quickly. “Now Bailey you better listen to me, as soon as you get on the freeway, look for a service station and relieve yourself. Do not hold it, you don’t want a UTI and a bladder infection like I did and I know you have a habit of doing that. Plus, you’ve had one already.” It was true, even though Bailey does have a weak bladder and very often she has had very urgent urges, she does have a habit of trying to hold it in even when she was bursting and that has led to some very close calls and she has peed herself in ninth grade when she was fourteen because of this. She definitely hasn’t forgotten about the god-awful urinary tract infection that she had and that certainly made her constantly worry about being near a toilet so she didn’t suffer from UTIs and bladder infections. Bailey replies “Selina, I totally get you. I am going to stop at one and take a piss. I’ve been holding it for almost ten hours, there’s no way I’m going to hold it for an additional six. I planned out my route on Google Maps, so I should be there for that exact time.” Selina seemed assured at the other end. “Thank you, Bailey. You know it would hurt me to see you like that again returning to our school from our museum trip back in junior high, you know back in ninth grade.” Bailey definitely did remember that being the worst she had to pee, and she did not want that to happen again. “It won’t happen again.” Bailey said “I’ll see you at 3:30.” She hung up the phone, put her dirty dishes in her dishwasher and then she got out the door. The air outside was cold as was expected when the weather began to cool down during this time of year. It irritated her bladder and she winced and shivered. She quickly got into her sedan and started her drive. The air was almost just as cold inside her vehicle as the temperature outside, but she figured she could get used to it. Bailey eventually merged onto Interstate Five. The time was 8:30am, she had been holding it for eleven hours. This thought made her shiver in her car seat. She noticed that it was starting to get a little cloudy. The traffic on the highway was moving fast and steady. While she was driving, she was thinking about her friend’s costume. Selina wanted to keep it a surprise, but she couldn’t help but picture her in different outfits, even having some naughty thoughts about her wearing something scantily clad. Just then, she felt a twinge in her bladder reminding her to empty her morning pee and the urine from last night and the orange juice was starting to stream into it. It was becoming more annoying to deal with. Just up ahead was a service station. She merged into the lane that would take her there and she arrived there at 8:45am. She went inside and walked up to the clerk. “Excuse me miss, do you know where I can find the bathrooms?” Bailey asked, subtly squeezing her thighs. The clerk looked at her with a look of remorse for her situation. “I’m very sorry, there is a problem with the plumbing in the building and the washrooms are closed.” Bailey couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Is she going to have to hold it for the entire trip? She seemed to be at disbelief but didn’t think it was a big deal. She has held her urine for very long periods of time before and she was young healthy eighteen year old girl who turned eighteen about a month ago. It’s not like she has had her pelvic muscles torn away by pregnancy. Though she did have a weak bladder and whenever she has to go, it always made her feel so uncomfortable and it always became urgent very quickly. She can always lie to Selina and tell her that she relieved herself, even though that wouldn’t be true. Bailey felt dehydrated and felt tempted to get a large drink. “Okay, do you mind if I get the extra-large sixty eight ounce peach tea?” The clerk took her money and handed it her, although she was puzzled considering Bailey asked for a bathroom. The clerk took Bailey’s money and then gave her the drink. “Here you go, don’t drink it all at once now.” The clerk said with concern, Bailey didn’t seem to be listening to her, in fact she thought that the clerk shouldn’t be stepping out of her place and concern herself in someone else’s affairs. Bailey left and got back into her vehicle. Bailey looked at her drink with such intoxication in her eyes. She couldn’t believe the size of it. This was slightly bigger than one of those big gulps at 7-Eleven. The tea inside it looked so delicious. She wondered how nice it tasted. Without thinking about the consequences, she began to quickly gulp down that ridiculous sized drink. She was just sucking in the peach tea like a vacuum until it becomes empty. She did not have time to find a garbage to toss it out so she placed it in one of her cup holders. She could feel her bladder reacting to the liquid coming down her body and she briefly stuck her hand in her crotch. The morning pee urge was getting really bad, though she didn’t think it is going to get any worse. She couldn’t afford to stop at so many service stations to look for a toilet. Even though she had been holding it since feeling the urge last night, she just had to suck it up and hold it for the whole six hour drive regardless of what Selina says if they are to make it to the convention in time. Bailey has a weak bladder and she is sick of having it, if she held it in while she was sleeping then she can make do with liquid still inside her for another six hours. That will really strengthen her bladder control and keep her pelvic floor strong. She started her car and drove off. It was 9:30am and Bailey was making significant progress towards her destination. Though she could see that the clouds in the sky looked really nasty. It looked like it was going to rain and sure enough it started to. The water temptations outside of her car and the cold air inside it didn’t help matters as her bladder continued to spasm and ache. She did remember seeing a guy pee next to a tree when she was camping with her friends last summer, she was always envious of guys because it was definitely a lot easier to urinate when you have a penis. She wondered how she could pee standing next to a tree even though she has a vagina. She imagined taking off her jeans and pulling the crotch of her panties to the side, exposing her vagina lifting her leg and peeing full force on the tree and moaning in relief. She would have done that had she been on the verge of going in her pants on the campground but she didn’t want to embarrass herself at the same time. Immediately after that thought she felt a bladder spasm that felt stronger than before. Why is her need becoming so much worse? She squeezed her thighs together and shook them as the rain turned into a downpour. The pressure in her bladder was growing and she began to realize that that massive peach tea that she drank was going to end up in her bladder along with her morning pee that she should have pissed out when she woke up, not to mention her piss from last night was still sitting in her bladder as well as her orange juice. Her mind flew into worry but she relaxed herself. She should find a service station soon with a functioning bathroom and she could still hold it until then. She glanced at her clock on the dashboard and saw that it was 10:45am, thirteen hours and fifteen minutes without peeing. The traffic was still moving fast, she wasn’t worried too much. Fifteen minutes later and the traffic started to slow down into traffic delays. What is going on? She is not seeing any construction signs up ahead and she was confused. She turned on her radio and discovered that there was a horrific car accident up ahead that closed major sections of the highway and was causing delays. The movement of the cars was incredibly slow. It isn’t just needing to pee that’s worrying her, she was worried she would be late to the anime convention. That six hours might turn into eight hours at this rate. Bailey’s need to pee was increasing freakingly fast and she began to look worried, she didn’t think she could hold it for six hours let alone eight but she had no choice in the matter and Selina was just going to have to accept it plus she didn’t want to have to stop at a bathroom so often because of a weak bladder. She simply had no time to look for one, no matter how painful it would become, the liquid was going to have to stay inside her. At 12:00PM, Bailey became completely desperate. She would feel a spasm almost every thirty seconds and it would remind her that she needs to go to the bathroom soon. She cannot simply forget about the pressure anymore and shrug it off as an annoyance. It was constantly prodding her at this point. This was the kind of bladder pressure that when she is working or studying, she would stop whatever she is doing and find a toilet right away only she is stuck in a vehicle on a six to eight hour drive to Seattle and she had to use the short time she had to get there, so she had to simply hold it. She tried to take her mind off her bladder and focus on the road ahead, but the traffic was barely moving and her kidneys aren’t even nearly done processing the loads of caffeine that she drank. She can feel the peach tea, her morning pee, her orange juice and the urine from last night swishing and sloshing around inside her which was making her wince and all she can do is cross her legs and squeeze her thighs together as she had to have both hands on the wheel. At 12:30PM she was absolutely bursting! It was becoming impossible for Bailey to think of anything else and the freezing downpour outside was making things so much worse. Her bladder felt rock hard and it was starting to feel tight around the waistband of her skirt. She needed to go so bad, her body was literally sweating to keep it in. It was becoming intolerable and now she was starting to worry about the growing pressure inside her more than being late to the anime convention. The empty sixty eight ounce cup looked tempting to her, but she was a proper lady and not five years old and she had more dignity than that. As she reasoned to herself before, however painful this may become, she was going to have to hold it. Instinctually she took her right hand and shoved it against the crotch of her skirt, her eyes began to water and she clenches her teeth looking worryingly at the traffic delays ahead. She has been holding her urine for fifteen hours now and she was worried if things were going to get much worse. At the rate the pressure is going up, she was going to have a total toilet related emergency on her hands and she was starting to regret drinking that massive peach tea. An hour and a half later at 2:00PM, Bailey was starting to panic and she was in heavy pain. She was about to explode and get her convention outfit and car upholstery all drenched. The waistband of her skirt was pressing into her bladder and she was constantly opening and closing her legs. Her body was sweating profusely and she could feel the urine about to burst out. Her bladder even began to expand and push back against her waistband which is causing the bladder pressure to reach unbearable levels. She noticed that she started feeling horny as well and was having sexual thoughts about the guy she wanted to date and she started feeling wet, even briefly thinking about how good his penis would feel inside her vagina. She wondered what sex would be like while she is bursting for a pee, how it would intensify her pleasure of having his cock thrust in and out of her. It was obvious that her bladder was pushing against her g-spot. She felt a strong spasm and that brought her back to her reality, she was about to burst! She was about to burst in her cold car and it is pouring outside. She placed both of her hands on the crotch of her skirt, looking worryingly at the traffic delay and the rain on the highway. This was so similar to her situation back when she was fourteen years old, coming back from her trip to the museum and peeing herself as soon as she got to her home’s doors. A downpour and thunder storm outside and her face was all red and sweating and so embarrassed in front of her peers. No matter how much she begged teachers to pull over to a gas station, no matter how many tears she cried, she had to hold it for the entire two hour trip back, slowing leaking during the trip. The school was closed and she had to take the city bus home, waddling home afterwards and she peed herself outside of her parents’ home. She remembered that being the worst she ever had to pee in her life and now she was on that level again where she was worried about peeing all over her seifuku outfit and all over her car seat. “Oh my god. I’m going to explode.” Bailey moaned “Why can’t this traffic go any fucking faster?” The accident must be cleared up, isn’t it? How bad is this accident? It turns out that there was a severe car pileup which resulted in fiery crashes and multiple fatalities. She was lucky that this did not happen to her, but her situation isn’t so grand being stuck in a car for eight hours with a bladder that was about to burst. She would not allow this to happen to her. She will pee in a proper toilet like a decent and polite lady and not her empty sixty eight ounce cup. Bailey’s anxiety was spiking up and she started taking deep breaths, deeply breathing in and out and sighing in desperation on top of it while her legs and her bum began to gyrate. Her entire lower body eventually began to gyrate on top of that as she struggles with the pressure in her lower abdomen and her sighs turned into moans and groans. If she was wearing jeans, she could undo her button to relieve the pressure a bit but she didn’t even have that. That was not an option for her skirt, it is just going to continue to push into her lower abdomen and worsen her urge and she was so afraid of being impolite that she would not take off her skirt to relieve the pressure. She’ll just need to suffer for a while longer. The downpour continued and the traffic hasn’t gone any faster. In fact, it has gone slower for poor Bailey and her bladder pressure only continued to increase and increase and increase. Bailey was in even more psychological distress and her moans and groans have gotten louder in volume. It is an absolute emergency now and it is starting to hurt; her urethra felt like it was stinging and she could also feel the pressure in her vagina. She was constantly trying not to think of toilets and water temptations. Her eyes spelled horror and pain and it began to blush red. It was no longer just prodding her; the searing bladder pressure was always there inside her body sitting and expanding and it was never ending torture for Bailey. Her bladder no longer felt rock hard, it felt like a boulder is sitting inside her with steamy boiling water inside it. “Why is this happening to me?! Why did I drink that horrible peach tea? Oh god.” She thought. The traffic was slowed to the point where the traffic stopped moving. “Oh god, help me please.” She moved her other hand off the steering wheel and started to move it toward her crotch when she felt that something was off. She felt a large mass on her lower abdomen and she looked down and realized in horror what that large mass was. This was her painfully overfilling bladder. She looked five to six months pregnant. Her bladder was so distended and overstretched it looked like it was popping out of her lower belly as if she was actually carrying a child inside her. This really caused her to start losing her mind. She looked over at the clock and realized that it was 2:45PM, over seventeen hours without a pee and having to pee so much her bladder was stretched to the point where the skin on her lower belly was popping out. This was horrid, absolutely horrid! This urge is a lot worse than needing to piss on the bus from her trip to the Museum when she was in junior high. This was unlike any other urge she has ever felt before. She has never had to pee this bad in her entire life, she never thought it was possible to have her bladder this full. She needs to get to a service station right now before she pisses all over her car interior. The rain kept on coming down which tortured her and the traffic has barely moved an inch. She turns on the radio and hears a broadcast saying that all drivers need to remain in their cars as there is flooding on the highway. Afraid to look, but curious anyway, she looked out of her window and noticed that the highway was flooded with rainwater all the way up to the wheels of her car. She was practically driving in a river with rain that continued to come down like a bathtub faucet. Suddenly, she gasps as she feels a giant wave of urgency and she immediately holds up her skirt and places it against her bulge with one hand and shoves the other in her panties with her fingers going inside her vaginal canal. “Okay! Okay!” Bailey said out loud in a panic. “You are about to explode. Don’t think of water. Don’t think of water. Don’t think of water.” Bailey repeatedly said to herself until she is tempted by the water surrounding her car outside, visualizing herself as if she is driving a boat in a storm. Then imagining herself hitting a tidal wave which sets her boat upside down with her falling into the sea. “Don’t think of water… water... I’m thinking of water! I’m thinking of water!! I’m thinking of water!!!” As she said that a third time, tears begin falling from her eyes and she starts to sob. She kept thinking of a different image but still saw herself sinking into the sea with no hope of ascending, about to drown. “Oh god, is this really all my pee!?” She panicked and sobbed as she saw the ocean water turn yellow, turning into urine. She could no longer see the surface nor the ocean floor or any of her surroundings, instead she could only see walls closing in on her, further compressing her air until she wakes from her trance, feels a giant urgency wave worse than before and she felt a gush of pee spray onto her fingers and onto her panties. She just leaked her pee! She immediately starts screaming in a pained and panicked fury and places her fingers deeper into her vaginal canal. The front of her panties became saturated and her car upholstery and the back of her skirt was wet with her urine. It took all of her effort to stop it but felt even more pain as her panties and car seat were wet. The only audible sound that filled the car at this point was her screaming and crying in such distress. She couldn’t even do a thing to calm herself down. All she could think about was her horrid need to piss. She looked at her empty sixty eight ounce cup and cursed that sweet tea. That horrible, horrible sweet tea did this to her, making her feel like a boulder full of boiling urine is inside her abdomen and about to piss herself in her car just as she did when she was in junior high coming back home from the museum trip. She considered using the cup as relief but decided against it out of pride, wanting to piss like a proper lady should on a toilet, refusing to give in to the agonizing pressure inside her. Just then she notices a call from Selina. She continued to scream and cry in her car until she takes more deep breaths. If she asks, should she tell her the pain she is going through or lie? Hopefully she does not ask that. She swipes to answer, trying to hide the pain in her voice and trying not to cry as she struggles with the searing pressure and bladder contractions. “Sup Selina?” Selina immediately answers “Hey Bailey, are you still heading over to the convention?” “Yes I am.” Bailey felt another painful wave and covered her mouth for a second, then continued “Sorry, the traffic is kind of slow. The highway is flooded and there is some kind of accident again, am I late?” Selina notices something was off and was worried “You sound kind of nervous and fidgety, are you alright?” Bailey was worried that Selina found out what she was battling but quickly came up with a lie to deflect the concern “I’m alright, it’s just nerves that’s it. Sitting in a car for a long time can make me anxious.” Selina seemed to believe the lie. “That’s fine. They’ll go away.” The lie clearly worked. “Listen, I know this is going to sound disappointing and it will be a bitch to do this, but the event is being rescheduled because of the bad weather. Springfield and Seattle are declaring states of emergency because of flooding and property damage, this is the worst rainfall we got in a long time. We both need to return home now.” Even though Bailey was disappointed, she knew Selina was right. Still trying hard to hide the agony in her voice she says “That sucks but you’re right, the highway is completely flooded and I don’t want to be caught in the flooding.” Bailey shuddered when she said flooding, she continued “I guess we just spent an entire day on the freeway. Anyway, do you want to come over tomorrow morning?” Selina was delighted with this invitation “Oh, absolutely. We can spend the weekend watching movies and playing video games, considering the state of emergency is going to last until Sunday evening.” Bailey was horrified when she heard this, was she going to have to hold it for two whole days? That was impossible, what was she going to do? This was far too painful, she needed a toilet before she pisses herself or suffer damage to her body; she didn’t know which was worse in her panicked state. She held back a moan by covering her mouth with her left hand that was drenched in piss, she could smell the urine as the scent went up her nostrils, and the smell wasn’t strong considering that the drink hydrated her so much. “Bailey, are you there?” She quickly uncovered her mouth and replied “Yeah, sure. It’s just disappointing that we can’t go out and do things because of this. Will the lack of a functioning toilet be a deal breaker to you?” It certainly caused Bailey some frustration of not having a working toilet. “I can just pee in my own plastic cup or outside on the grass, it’s alright.” Selina giggled. “Alright, I’ll see you tomorrow then.” Bailey replied then hung up. Then she began to realize what she just did. “Is Selina going to see me like this?” she pondered “No I won’t let that be possible, I’ll find a place with a working toilet.” She saw an exit from the freeway up ahead, she went up the ramp onto the main street and then took the freeway back to Springfield Oregon. For most of her trip home, Bailey constantly wiggled and sobbed in her car constantly thinking about how she has to pee so unbelievably bad but has to hold it in for the rest of the day, horrified with the prospect that no establishment was open so she could release her scalding waters into a toilet bowl for the next two days. Her bladder pulsed painfully inside her, she cursed this day for causing her so much pain and suffering, and she cursed the sweet tea for putting her in this terrible state. That clerk warned her to not drink that sweet tea all in one go, she should have listened. Bailey instead ignored the clerk and now she has put herself in an absolutely horrible state such as this. She kept leaking on the way which made things worse. Even when she leaked, it gave her absolutely no relief from her torment, in fact the leaks worsened it. She was drenched in sweat, her grey panties were completely drenched in urine, her thighs glistened with her own pee and her bum and her vagina were completely coated and submerged in the urine puddle on her car seat. The only scent she could smell was the incredibly pungent smell of her own urine, it continued to go up her nostrils which not only grossed her out but reminded her that she needs to get to a toilet ASAP! She continued to sob and moan and she would continue to scream in panic and searing pain while being tortured by her own hellish environment, the flooded roads, the rain, the thoughts of water and toilets that she can’t stop thinking about and the slow traffic, the puddle of piss she was sitting in which submerged her ass and her pussy and the strong smell of her little accident in her car, all of it made it feel like the boulder in her lower abdomen is only getting bigger and the contents inside it getting more and more scalding. She even tried to give up and pee herself, but nothing would come out, she would just leak and leak and leak, never giving her any relief from the terrible pressure. It took her eight more hours to return to Springfield. The time was now 10:30PM. Bailey desperately looked for any gas stations or establishments that were open so she can relieve her horribly distended bladder, but they were all closed due to the state of emergency on her city. She has held her pee for twenty five hours, an entire day of pain, and an entire day of sitting in her car with a bladder that was horribly beyond exploding and she never got to go to the anime convention because of the weather. She pulled into her parking lot and she got at least some relief. She can finally move around. Her bum that is soaked with her piss is very sore from sitting all day, her abdomen is absolutely distended with her bladder sticking out and she has not had a piss in an entire day and her toilet is still broken and she cannot find any establishment that was open and had a working toilet. She took her empty sixty eight ounce cup, walked out of her car, locked it and waddled to her apartment while putting a hand on her bladder still suffering tremendous pain. Trying not to scream, she walked in and with all her strength, she immediately sprinted to the bathroom. Her toilet had still not been fixed. “This day is just awful, AWFUL! And now I need to sleep with a full bladder again, with all this piss inside me?!” She sobbed again, but eventually she did compose herself. She took off her shoes and socks, her skirt and her top and her bra and she looked at her panties. She had been leaking the whole trip home and they were completely soaked and smelled very strongly of urine. Disgusted, she took off her panties and threw them into the washing machine. Bailey then looked at her naked self in the mirror. She looked sexy, but the only thing that isn’t making her look sexy is this god awful ball of piss sticking out of her abdomen. She again put her hand on her massively distended bladder and felt that it was as hard as a bowling ball. Her skin did not give way no matter how hard she pushed it. Anybody can mistake her for being pregnant. This was terrible, this needed to come out of her body, but she can’t do that in her empty cup or go squat in the bathtub or on the grass, she had more dignity than that so she decided she was going to have to suffer more. Thinking of all she has gone through, Bailey looked at her vagina and her ass in the mirror. They were the parts of her body that were drenched the most in her urine. She spent hours sitting in it as it glistened her thighs and submerged both her butt and her pussy. She remembered that she needed to clean her car. Bailey quickly put her bra, her top, and her tie socks shoes and although the back of her skirt was wet from her accident, she put that on too. She didn’t bother putting panties on as she didn’t want to wet another pair and she was grossed out with the idea of wearing her already drenched ones. She got baking soda and made a soap solution and obtained a rag and went out the door. The heavy rain coming down on her was even worse than sitting in her car with the rain tormenting her. It felt so cold, the contents in her bladder no longer felt scalding. Instead, it was starting to feel like a ball of freezer burnt ice that was painfully sticking out of her. Then a thought crossed her mind, she was in the street and it was dark out and nobody could see her, she can discreetly pee in the street if she wanted to. Even when she is suffering this amount of pain, she kept holding it in as she believed a decent lady doesn’t urinate in the street. She opened her car door and bent downwards, holding back a moan as bending downwards squashed her bladder. She took her cleaning solution and put it on the rag, then she tried her hardest to scrub off the large urine stain that was apparent on her car upholstery. The rain was so cold on her body that she shivered and her bladder hurt even more, feeling like a frozen lake inside her lower stomach and the skin around her distended stomach feeling numb from the cold rain. Bailey groaned and moaned trying not to freak out. It absolutely hurts. To add to her torment, the cold water on the ground went right up to her calves as the parking lot became flooded. Again the thought crossed her mind that she should just piss in the rainwater, but again wanted to maintain decency but she was curious whether she could relieve herself here and now. With her pussy exposed, her ass hanging out and her legs spread, she relaxed and tried to let out a stream. Ten seconds pass and nothing came out. Was her bladder locked up from holding so long or was she just nervous to piss outside? She didn’t want anybody to see her in that position and she was going to behave like a polite young pregnant woman, only she wasn’t pregnant, her bladder was so overstretched that it felt like it was occupying much of her stomach which made her look that way. Her lower stomach began to feel like a giant freezer burnt ice cube, the cold was getting too much for her condition. She starting to rush the cleaning job. Eventually she finished cleaning the stain off her car seat, shut her door and then waddled painfully back to her apartment. Immediately after coming back inside, she was consumed with thirst. She knew it was not a good idea to drink anything else for the sake of her bladder or her kidneys but she hasn’t drunk anything else ever since that sweet tea and she needed to hydrate herself. Screw it she thought. She took her empty sixty eight ounce cup, went to her osmosis tap in the kitchen and sensibly filled it halfway with water so she doesn’t put too much additional strain on her organ. Bailey was a bit of a masochist for doing this to herself, but she had to take care of her other needs and her bladder was going to have to hold more. She would hold it no matter how painful it got until she can pee like a proper lady as she reasoned many times to herself on this particular predicament she was in. She drank out of her cup to her hearts content then felt her bladder painfully protest as her body began to process the loads of water she is putting into her body. She rubbed her swollen bladder in an attempt to calm it while she looks very uncomfortable. She rubbed her bulge as if she was actually carrying a child hoping to lessen pregnancy contractions. Due to her pride and caring about being a proper young lady, Bailey decided that she was going to have to sleep with all this piss inside her small petite and naked body. She took off her wet clothes and left them on the floor, not caring to put them away. To calm her nerves, she took a sleeping pill, turned off the lights in her apartment and went to bed at 11:00PM. Before she passed out in sleep, she had been feeling horny all day. She stuck her fingers inside her vagina again and massaged her clitoris. The masturbation felt more intense, she knew that she gets horny with a full bladder and the worse the pressure got the hornier she became. She wondered what sex was like with a bladder this full, maybe it would be very painful with his cock accidentally pressing on her absolutely exploding and distended bladder when he thrusts it in and out of her vaginal canal, but a girl can imagine. She eventually got tired, stopped massaging herself and went to sleep. Though it was hard to as she always felt the searing, once icy now scalding pressure inside her lower abdomen. She was surprised how much was actually inside her bladder, all sixty eight ounces of fluid in there and there was more to process into her overloaded organ in her tiny body. She tossed and turned all night, trying to ignore what’s inside her body, though she can still feel the horrid pressure inside her abdomen and she would quietly sigh and moan in her half-asleep state. The loads of water she drank was definitely having an effect on her and it will be even more so in the morning. She had drunk thirty four ounces of water which she was unaware that the water was also going to stream into her bladder on top of the over sixty eight ounces of urine already inside her. She was having very horrific aquatic dreams, showing her fall into the sea from a ship hit by the tidal wave and her falling into an icy lake. Then the dreams switched over to something else. She saw herself as a teenager again, rushing home face all red slowly pissing herself, but then she got to the door and let it all out. While she was unaware, urine started to dribble out of her bare vagina and onto the bed. Then the dribble turned into a stream and the stream into a gush. She unconsciously squeezed her thighs together and the gush stopped. Her vagina, her ass, her thighs, her legs and her bed was now completely drenched in piss. Her dreams also took a sexual turn, she dreamt that a man was having intense vaginal sex with her while she was beyond exploding to pee with her bladder sticking out. The vaginal lubrication leaked on the bed forming a small patch mixed with pussy juice and piss. As the hours passed, although half-asleep, Bailey was not conscious of the fact that her abdomen is noticeably getting much bigger as more and more water is pumped into her already terribly distended bladder. It was 6:30am in the morning, the weekend has just begun and Bailey has been thirty three hours without a pee. Her eyes opened and it seemed like the pain was gone, though she and her bed did feel drenched. She noticed that her naked body was covered in sweat and urine. This was her own. Why was this? Bailey looked under her covers and saw that she not only wet the bed in her sleep, but her abdomen looked bigger as if she was eight to nine months pregnant and the bulge protruded up to her ribcage. Bailey gasped, feeling anxious and horrified and immediately she felt her lower body feel like its ripping itself apart and she covered her mouth, went underneath her pillow and screamed in such agonizing pain. It felt that if she got up, her bladder would literally rupture and burst inside her. She could have made due with the pain from yesterday, but this was truly beyond unbearable. Seriously she could not stand it! Her bladder felt like an anvil that was falling towards the ground at high speed. She could feel massive pressure in her pisshole which caused her to gasp again and all the now scalding volcanic hot piss was moving towards her urethra. It felt like a volcano that was ready to erupt. She could feel her bladder press painfully against her pubic bone and her g-spot and even breathing would add to the already agonizing and horrible pressure inside her. She could also feel massive pain in her kidneys and her back and her sides, they were starting to have trouble processing liquids. She couldn’t even scream or cry anymore or even breathe, she couldn’t even moan, she could only gasp and wheeze because if she did anything else, she would feel a stabbing pain in her lower abdomen. The pain from her pelvic floor and her bladder was excruciating and the pain from her pubic bone hurts much worse when she touches it. Her spine ached and hurt so much and even her vagina ached excruciatingly from the pressure. Breathing also added much pressure to her bladder so she had trouble doing so, she felt so faint that it felt like she was going to pass out from both the lack of oxygen and the tremendous pain inside her tiny eighteen year old body. Bailey weakly grabbed her glasses from the table next to the bed putting them on and looking at what’s happening to her body. She was shocked at what she did to herself. “My god, I can’t take this. I can’t stand it!” Bailey faintly wheezed “How did I do this to myself?” Then she remembered, the piss from two nights ago is still inside her, the piss from yesterday morning is still inside her, the orange juice is still inside her, the sweet tea and now the water all inside her massively overstretched bladder. It seems that she never learned from her mistake. Her eyes were watering and tears started falling down. The pain is so beyond excruciating that many thoughts crossed her mind “Am I going to get a bladder infection? Is my pee going to start backing into my kidneys and making me sick?” On top of that, Bailey couldn’t stop thinking about water or toilets. “God I need to take a fucking piss and get all this piss out of me before I put myself in the hospital.” She whispered out loud but felt a huge stabbing pain in her bladder and lower abdomen, she gasped in pain but that made the pain intensify. Speaking or even whispering added to the pressure in her overfilled organ. Her body was being ravaged by a series of spasms and bladder contractions and urine continued to dribble out of her pisshole and making her inner and outer labia more drenched in her own pee, it was doing everything it can to force it out of her body but she has held it in for so long that only little leaks would come out. This torture she is doing to herself is Hell. This was making her feel sick, she began to get worried about doing some serious damage to her kidneys, but still held on to the belief that she needed to use a toilet like a proper lady and still refuses to urinate in her empty 68oz cup. She had to call Selina for help, but Selina wouldn’t be awake at this time in the morning plus she sleeps in. It was still dark out and the downpour and the thunder continued to torture her mind from her empty window as she continues to think about water and peeing into a toilet. She could not think of anything else, she constantly thought of water temptations and she cradled her distended bladder while she was attempting to clench her teeth, they only chattered. She laid on her bed for hours, moving her legs inward and outward and moving them up and down squirming in her bed and sweating like a faucet while she cradled her lower abdomen. Then it reached 9:30am, thirty six hours holding her urine. The pain reached a point where she could not take it anymore, she thought she was damaging her body doing this, she needed to get her piss out, now! Bailey got out of her bed in her naked and wet state but felt a really sharp pain in her abdomen which made her feel nauseous, her face looked so pale and she looked like she was in a state of absolute distress. She covered her mouth with her hands to stop the loud wheezing so her neighbors wouldn’t hear. She waddled to her broken toilet. Despite the fact that the flushing mechanism was still broken, she sat on it rubbed her bladder bulge and tried to relax. Nothing would come out. Was she suffering from retention? “My goodness, I have to go to urgent care! I need a catheter!” Bailey started crying heavily in the bathroom sitting on the toilet while all of the sudden, she heard her cell phone ringing. She got off the toilet and walked over to her cell phone on the coffee table. There was no hiding anything from Selina anymore, she was going to know from the stress in her voice and her crying, and she just couldn’t stop it. Bailey swiped to answer and immediately answered “Selina is that you?” Selina laughed out loud “Of course it’s me silly, didn’t you add me to your contacts list?” Just then Selina noticed Bailey’s gasps, wheezing and tears on the other end “Hey, what’s the matter? You don’t sound too good.” Bailey decided that she was going to tell Selina the truth, she couldn’t hide anything anymore. “Selina. I need help. I have to pee so badly! I can’t hold it!” Bailey started crying heavily on the phone to Selina in which Selina responds with disbelief “Well what are you doing talking to me about it?! You’re not a kid, you’re an adult. Just piss in your broken toilet or get a cup and don’t freak out like this.” Bailey felt a strong stabbing pain in her abdomen again and gasped “I can’t get it out! I’ve been holding it for a day and a half! Thirty six hours! You get me? I’ve been holding my piss for thirty six hours! I wasn’t able to find a place with a working toilet and the traffic was absolutely congested and now my bladder is sticking out! I’m in so much pain!” Bailey wheezed louder this time as her speaking added more pressure in her lower belly. Selina was horrified and angered at hearing this “Oh my god Bailey! Why didn’t you just piss in a cup or on the road?!” Bailey felt embarrassed by her friend’s angry tone but at least she was telling her friend the truth. “I don’t do that! I’m a lady and I need a toilet!” Selina got fed up with what she was hearing “That’s it! I said I’ll be coming over there to hang out with you, but I am going to come over there, hold my badly needed piss for a minute and force yours to come out.” She hung up the phone. For the next fifteen minutes, Bailey sat on a bar stool her legs an inch from her bladder her feet also on top of the stool. She was trying her best to relax and stop crying. It hurt so bad, the pain was becoming too much for her to bear and she wasn’t sure if her kidneys were in a healthy state anymore. She moved her fingers through her urine drenched labia back into her vagina. She couldn’t bear being in this state, but minus the pain in her back and her kidneys, she imagined being penetrated by a guy’s monster cock while she is in this horrible condition. She tried to imagine the effect on her massively distended bladder while having his penis deep inside her love canal and thrusting hard. No she thought, her bladder would probably rupture and her pubic bone would hurt even more. Oh how she needed help, she never thought it was possible to have to piss this bad that your stomach is protruding out of your body and your kidneys are hurting and you feel anxious and sick and about to pass out. This was a hell of a lot worse than coming back from that trip to the museum when she was in junior high. She could not find comfort on this stool, she carefully got up from the stool and walked over to the sofa so she could put on some TV. It pulled up The Shallows, a scene played where Blake Lively was swimming and wading through Jellyfish underwater and being chased by a shark. The setting reminded Bailey of the ocean that was sitting in her lower abdomen and she felt a sharp radiating pain move all over her stomach and she leaked and spurted on her sofa from her bare pussy. Great, she didn’t just pee on her bed but now she pissed on her sofa. She thought about calling 911 until she heard a knock at her door. Bailey carefully got up from her sofa. Making sure not to squish her own bladder, she opened her door and saw Selina. Selina had a ponytail with black hair and in her own seifuku outfit except it was blue. She has a very slim figure with B cup breasts and she stared at a naked Bailey horrified by what she was seeing in her lower stomach on her petite naked body as Bailey did a slow pee dance, looking horrified and sweating like a fire hose and gasping. “Good lord Bailey, what did you do to yourself?!” Selina yelled in anger while pointing at her bulge while briefly putting a hand over her crotch. “I’m busting for a piss myself but you? Goodness gracious, how can you put yourself through so much pain?! Why do you have to piss so much?” Bailey couldn’t even speak a long sentence “It… hu-hurts!” Selina went to the kitchen to grab a pint glass and placed it underneath Bailey’s vulva which was sopping with pee. “Seriously Bailey. Don’t worry about being a proper lady. Just pee. Get it out now!” Bailey pushed the cup away “I-I… I can’t. I’m going to ho-hold it. I need-“Just before Bailey could finish her sentence, Selina pulled Bailey angrily to her face grabbing her by her shirt. “I’m not asking you, I’m telling you! Take a piss right now and get that out of your body before you damage your kidneys!” Just then, Selina noticed the empty sixty eight ounce cup on her dresser, she noticed that there was remnants of water in it. “Holy shit, Bailey. Did you drink a soft drink out of this and then refilled it with water and drank it all out too? And you didn’t even tinkle?” Bailey nodded her head once. “I-I f-f-filled it with… water halfway. I h-h-had… sweet tea bef-before that.” This sentence caused Selina to completely lose it on Bailey, she was absolutely furious now. “You added caffeine in the mix too? What the hell is the matter with you?! Seriously, are you trying to torture yourself? For what?! Are you actually trying to get a kidney infection?! Bailey Porter, we are absolutely going in the shower enclosure right now!” Selina snapped, she felt a spurt in her g-string but she didn’t care. All she cared about was the state of her friend’s urinary health confused and infuriated that her friend has held it for a day and a half. On that note, Selina angrily dragged Bailey into her bathroom in her shower enclosure. She motioned for Bailey to stay on the shower enclosure drain and then she rushed into the kitchen to find a measuring cup. She wanted to know how much urine was inside her friend’s bladder and she was going to use the mega cup to relieve her own. She placed the gallon sized measuring cup underneath Bailey’s pussy and looked at her sternly. “Bailey, we need to get it out. Take as much time as you need, but you need to take a piss very soon.” Bailey squatted over the measuring cup and tried to relax and pee. Two minutes later and nothing came out, she only felt a sharp pain in her stomach which caused her to gasp. “It’s not working. I think I need to go to A&E.” Selina held Bailey by the shoulders “I just think you are not relaxed. You keep thinking about the pain in your body and it is only going to get worse and you’ll get tenser.” Selina put her hand on Bailey’s distended lower abdomen and rubbed it which caused Bailey to gasp in pain. Selina immediately took her hand away. “I’ll try and help you relax, if nothing happens then I’ll call an ambulance. Come sit with me on the sofa.” With that plan in motion, Bailey got up and painfully waddled with Selina to her sofa. The two girls sat on the couch watching The Shallows as well as 47 Meters Down. Selina is still holding her full bladder not wanting to torture Bailey with the sound of her relieving herself. Bailey’s bladder on the other hand was still horrifyingly overstretched and pressing against her pubic bone and she was in an absolutely horrible state physically and mentally and the watery images on her TV were making her mental state worse as well as her pain. Selina was rubbing Bailey’s back and her bladder that was sticking painfully out of her abdomen. It was filled with so much liquid Bailey thought her bladder was going to tear. “My god, this is going right up to your ribs. It looks like a giant bowling ball is inside you.” Selina said in shock and concern for her friend. Bailey was crying and she looked at her friend with her teeth chattering “It-it fe-feels li-li-like- one is inside me. I’m in so mu-mu-mu-uch p-p-p-pain. My back and my kidn-n-neys are hur-r-rting. I-I-I’m about to burst and-and damage my body! It s-s-s-so so bad that-at-at my bl-bl-bladder feeeels like it-its going t-t-t-to rupture a-a-nd it won’t come out!” Bailey continued to wheeze and writhe on her sofa. Selina can only look at Bailey in horror, it really hurt her to see her friend struggling like this, a lot more than that museum trip back in junior high. “It feels like its going to rupture?” Selina asked in surprise, and her friend nodded her head up and down. She looked at the clock and noted the time. It was 1:30am, forty hours her friend has held it in. Selina had tried to relax Bailey to no avail. “Selina, my back!” Just then Bailey noticed a very sharp and consistent pain in her back and her sides and her kidneys and winced in agony and making squealing sounds as if she is being tortured by a demon. Her lower abdomen felt like it was going to tear and her pubic bone felt like it was going to crack and her bladder literally felt like it was going to burst inside her. The pain was becoming too much for her to the point where she uttered a mix of pained moans and squeals and she felt like she was going to pass out. “It’s okay Bailey, take some deep breathes, I’ll get you to A&E.” Just as all hope is lost, a stream of urine squirted out of Bailey’s sopping pussy onto her sofa. “I think it’s starting to come out.” Bailey said in shock. Selina then grabbed Bailey and took her into the shower enclosure along with the measuring cup and the sixty eight ounce cup. Bailey squatted over the measuring cup and Selina held onto Bailey. “Now Bailey, do what you did before.” Her friend started tearing up “I can’t believe I’m doing this, this hurts so much but I need a proper-“ Selina became furious again with where Bailey’s words are going. “NO MORE EXCUSES!” Just then Selina wrapped her arms around Bailey’s severely distended bladder and squished it. The pain was blinding and absolutely horrible, Bailey gasped very loudly. Finally, all the liquid that Bailey’s bladder contained for forty hours straight comes out in a giant gush. It wasn’t just a gush, it was a literal spray as if it’s a shower head spraying urine coming right from her vagina and the pee looked as clear as water. This was not yet relief, this was still blinding and torturous for her to feel. The spray felt so painful, perhaps even more so than keeping the loads of piss inside her. Selina herself began relieving her bladder by pissing into the empty sixty eight ounce mega cup. Bailey’s face turned red from the pain and she was screaming and crying in her shower enclosure. “Selina, please stop!” Her friend however isn’t having any of it “Are you kidding? Look at that measuring cup!” They both saw that the searing liquid has filled the cup past one quart and Bailey wasn’t even done pissing out what she has battled with since that trip to the anime convention. “How could you have done this to yourself?” Selina growled in anger as she finishes her pee. Bailey on the other hand was still pissing hard into the measuring cup. Her bladder isn’t as distended as it was before, it was decreasing in mass as more and more piss came out. Selina was horrified by what she was seeing. The liquid was filling the measuring cup past two quarts now with no sign of stopping. It took a total of three minutes for Bailey’s bladder to completely empty. Her stomach bulge was gone and she sighed, finally relieved of the pain inside her tiny petite body. Her pelvic floor however was seriously strained and hurting and her kidneys still burned, but not as bad as before. “Oh my god Bailey, look at that.” Both she and Selina looked at the measuring cup. It went past three point two quarts. “The bladder usually can hold under five hundred milliliters before it gets really urgent above that. You pissed out a little over three litres, you were just one away from a gallon. Your bladder could have ruptured and you could also have suffered serious kidney damage. How could you have put yourself through this torture? Are you out of your mind?” Bailey did not know how to respond. “I just wanted a proper toilet.” Selina growled again at her friend “Well consider what could have happened to you! You weren’t helping your situation by holding in that what must have felt like a giant stone inside your body. If everything in your body hurts like that, you need to let it out. I don’t care if you would do it in your panties or one of your sexy g-strings or whatever, I don’t EVER want to see you go through that again!” Bailey then kneeled on the ground looking right at the measuring cup she pissed in and saw how full the gallon measuring cup is. Embarrassed, Bailey started crying, the smell of her own piss filling her nostrils. Selina then realized how harsh she was with her words, she kneeled down to Bailey and moved the measuring cup. “Come on, you don’t need to be smelling your own piss.” Bailey took the measuring cup back and kept it close to her. “I’m already covered in my own sweat and pee, the smell of my own pee reminds me of what I went through. Oh god, my pubic bone is hurting still.” She held on to her left side of her pubic bone and had one hand underneath her vagina wincing in pain. “It’s okay Bailey. We’ll get you to a doctor to check you out. I also think we should check out your bladder and your kidneys too just to make absolute sure they are okay. You’re not going to go through this by yourself.” Bailey looks up to Selina and smiles. “Thank you Selina.” The two girls hug and then Bailey went to sit down on her sofa that was soaked with her urine and Selina went over to get her cell phone. Bailey went through some serious pain, and Selina believed that it was in her best interest to go see a doctor to get herself back to normal after such a painfully long holding of her urine inside her massive and painful bladder. Her pelvic floor was going to take time to recover from this horrific ordeal. She did not know how she got to this point, but what is done is done and she believes that this is the worst pain she has ever experienced in her life and vows never to put herself in this position or to experience this kind of bladder pressure ever again, or so she believed. This was truly a petite girl's wet plight.
  10. I want to say this my girlfriend is NOT into omo at all, I came clean and said to her I liked it and she said she doesnt care, shes just never going to do it for me because she doesn't even want to dare to try it) So today I was at my girlfriend's house and we were casually hanging out, cuddling, watching TV as we normally do. She was wearing one of my hoodies, it was red with white strings, and a pair of thin black tights which were see through, and you could see she was wearing pink panties underneath, (and my girlfriend does have a nice backside too so seeing her ass turns me on) we were cuddling when all of a sudden she whimpers a little and shoves her left hand into her crotch and tightens her legs and I looked over and stupidly said "what's going on? You ok?" Even though I knew she would have to pee. She looked up at me and smiled "Yeah but dont worry I'll just go use the washroom" and she smiled and kissed me on the lips and got up and I waited for her, wondering if by chance she could have even a minor leak or something. I was sitting when I hear a loud slamming noise and banging on a door, and I heard my girlfriend screaming in an anime kinda voice. "Get out! I gotta pee!" She yelled and pounded on the door, her brother was In there, as he came over for the day, and let me say her brother is a bit of a cuck, and I felt bad for her "He shouldn't be too long, you can hold it.. right?" I replied hesitantly and she shrugged in response "I Hope.." she simply replied doing a pee dance squeezing her big thighs together and putting her hand in between her legs 15 minutes later and the bathroom door wasn't open, and she was sitting on the floor with her knees hiked up, I could see her panties through her tight pants and I could see cameltoe through her panties, but I couldnt make out of there was a little wet spot, I dont think she leaked at all, and then she shoved her hands back in between her legs. And very shortly her brother opened the door, and in all the years I knew her she never got up so fast.. she bolted into the bathroom and didnt even lock the door behind her and all k could hear was *pshhhhh* as she peed full force into the toilet and, jesus it was loud.. I stood and listened outside the door but around the corner so my feet weren't visible, and I heard very faint little whimpers and moans, she was happy to be releasing her bulging bladder into the toilet and when she flushed I went back to the couch and she came out and sighed in relief "Better?" I turn around chuckling as she climbs onto me and kisses me with passion, as she gently pulls my bottom lip romantically and gaze Into each others eyes, and she rested her body on me and gripped her hands onto the collar of my shirt and rested there for an hour and slept fin
  11. @subexpose1983 (on twitter) likes to be exposed, so I requested he hold and pee in his pants tim-green-piss-order.mov
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  14. View File Holding+Gaming 06 - Getting Over It with Bennett Foddy 2 My second time in Getting Over It: as with the previous video, the punishments are dependent on how big of a fall I took, and if I (for some reason), made it to the end of the game, I'd be allowed to use the bathroom. From the thumbnails, you might notice that I'm wearing rather short shorts... I asked some of the live viewers if they wanted to see me holding in panties and hotpants, and since the response was positive, well, there I am! Reminder that you can hit me up here or in Discord to ask for a live seat and tease, challenge and punish me! Discord is needed and I can only host up to 10 people including myself, however. Will I ever be able to? Inch by inch, I'm able to get a little further every time, so who knows; until then, legs crossed! Credit where it's due, starting from top left and going clockwise: Miri-kun's Milk Tea! Buy the doujin in https://mirihtmr.itch.io/milktea (translation available with it!) and support miri here https://www.patreon.com/miricomics Ralsei - Wakko pic - this one I don't know. I could never track a source for it. Currently it only exists hosted in rule34.paheal Not the same pic but same artist - https://twitter.com/brown_tail/status/838067004204437504 And, last one is from my buddy Jarvis! Submitter EmesiraGimil Submitted 12/02/2019 Category Desperation Clothing Jean shorts  
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    My second time in Getting Over It: as with the previous video, the punishments are dependent on how big of a fall I took, and if I (for some reason), made it to the end of the game, I'd be allowed to use the bathroom. From the thumbnails, you might notice that I'm wearing rather short shorts... I asked some of the live viewers if they wanted to see me holding in panties and hotpants, and since the response was positive, well, there I am! Reminder that you can hit me up here or in Discord to ask for a live seat and tease, challenge and punish me! Discord is needed and I can only host up to 10 people including myself, however. Will I ever be able to? Inch by inch, I'm able to get a little further every time, so who knows; until then, legs crossed! Credit where it's due, starting from top left and going clockwise: Miri-kun's Milk Tea! Buy the doujin in https://mirihtmr.itch.io/milktea (translation available with it!) and support miri here https://www.patreon.com/miricomics Ralsei - Wakko pic - this one I don't know. I could never track a source for it. Currently it only exists hosted in rule34.paheal Not the same pic but same artist - https://twitter.com/brown_tail/status/838067004204437504 And, last one is from my buddy Jarvis!

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  16. Hi, thanks for checking my thread. I was hoping to get some female perspective, regarding the best way to go for my wife and I when it comes to our omo fun times in bed. Any guys here who get to have sex while your SO is desperate are also more than welcome to share your thoughts. I'm primarily into desperation, and although my wife isn't herself into holding or omo in general, she knows and likes the effect it has on me when she's got an uncomfortable bladder, however she has been liable to get UTIs from time to time, particularly a few days after we had sex when she was holding. I get that sex in itself can cause the onset of a UTI, holding not withstanding even, but it makes it easier for it to happen if she needs to pee while we do it. Puts kind of a damper on our play time if she gets one, personally I feel like shit because she's doing it for me really, and she's even worse off recovering from it. But then I thought about her hold times. She always gets home from work after I do, and occasionally in need of a good pee, so we likely end up in bed. Since she's been holding for let's say 5 hours if not more, I suspect it could be factor. As mentioned in another thread I looked up, doing a hold with your first morning pee isn't recommended due to how long it's been in there and could incite an infection, so it strikes me as a similar situation. Understandably there's an assortment of factors that cause an infection (hygiene, liquid intake, restroom habits etc) knowing this, would cutting down the overall hold time, getting desperate quicker, help in further avoiding UTIs? To put it into perspective when I get desperate for my own amusement, I just down a couple tall glasses of water and within 2 hours I'm at a 7-8 out of 10, and climbing quick. I space out the glasses a couple minutes to avoid getting too bloated, once I get to a 9 I'm letting go. Being male I'm not as susceptible to UTIs but I have gotten cystitis from time to time, but in correlation to how often I hold? Not nearly as much, I'm guessing not dragging it out helps. My wife on the other hand, even if we're both home and she wants to "fill up" I noticed she'll drink casually, so by the time she has to pee bad she's been holding a gradually increasing amount for a longer time overall. Any feedback would be appreciated. I hope you're all having a nice weekend.
  17. As a lover of other people being desperate and my own desperation there’s always a dilemma that goes a bit like this: I start needing to pee that arouses me a bit i need to go more i get aroused more i get more and more desperate I get more and more turned on til I eventually reach a point where I need to pee every bit as much as I need to...well you get the idea! when I watch others it’s the same and as I usually watch or chat etc when I am holding I am often never sure if I will climax or piss first and the excitement of which it will be when both are exceeding and urgently needed is incredible the problem is once one if over the other diminishes quickly too. If I piss myself or go pee I lose my libido and if I climax I stop needing to pee for a bit though it returns with gusto soon afterwards but without the arousal. is this similar for others too?
  18. Meradith was a 27 year old mother of 2. She was recently divorced, as she married the father of her children thinking she had to, not because she loved him. Now she was out of that relationship, with her two daughters and the happiest she had been in a long time, living with her boyfriend, a guy who she had been friends with back in high school. For the first time she could remember, she was in a happy relationship. She was still a beautiful woman. Short, at about 5’3 with sandy blonde hair and nice features. A big butt that caught the attention of men everywhere, and breast that had grown to 36 D’s since her first daughter at 25. She kept her vag fully shaved at all times, as she hated the feeling of hair down there and she knew how much her man loved it. Today was a Saturday, and Mary needed to run into town to get some baby clothes for her friend Chelsey’s baby shower that afternoon. She got up and got dressed in a black shirt with a v neck that showed her impressive cleavage. Then she put on her comfy pink thong she had gotten on vacation that said “aloha” on the front and out on a pair of tight blue jeans. She had already drank one cup off coffee. She poured herself a second and then leaned into the bathroom where her boyfriend was showering “I’m running in to town to the department store” Mary informed “I’m taking Riley and Anna with me” “I should probably pee before I leave.” She thought briefly “but the bathroom is occupied. I’ll be ok” Mary grabbed a bottle of cranberry juice out of the fridge, as her mouth was dry from the nearly entire pot of coffee she was in the process of finishing. She strapped her daughters in the their car seats and headed into town. About halfway through the 15 minute drive, she had finished her coffee. Immediately she could feel her bladder filling, as Mary’s need to pee intensified. It was noticeable, but nothing she couldn’t handle.mary arrived at the department store and headed to the baby clothes section with her daughters by her side. As she browsed for the best gift for Chelsey, her need to piss became worse and worse. The pot of coffee and the bottle of cranberry juice had reached her bladder, and needed to escape and soon “Riley! Stay over here by mommy” she said to her curious wondering daughter. While doing so, she was continuously crossing and uncrossing her legs. Even resorting to shoving her hand into her crotch. “What’s wrong mommy?” Her 2 year old daughter asked “why are you dancing” “Momma just needs to use the potty baby” Mary responded with a smile. Finally, rushing her decision a bit, Mary found some baby clothes for her old college roommate, and now she needed to find a bathroom, and quick. “Come on Riley, this way.” Mary instructed. She held Riley’s hand with one hand and pushed Anna’s stroller with the other, as she power walked towards the restroom. As she reached her destination, she stopped as she noticed a troubling realization. A few plumbers were occupying the woman’s room. “Umm excuse me” Mary said politely “I need to use the bathroom.” “I’m sorry ma’am, but the main pipe has busted. Both bathrooms are out of commission for about the next hour” “Oh fuck” Mary thought. She was at the point of emergency now. She raced to the front of the store. She needed to get home as quick as possible or she’d have a very public, very embarrassing accident. Mary was 3rd in line at the only open register. “Come on please hurry” she whispered to herself as she danced in place, trying to force her screaming bladder to hold on longer. Finally, she was up. Mary unloaded her cart with one hand firmly pressed into her crotch. “Aww cute kids!” The cashier complimented. “How old are they?” In the back of her mind, Mary wanted to scream “JUST CHECK ME OUT SO I CAN GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE I PISS ALL OVER YOUR FLOOR!!” But she believed in being polite. Especially in front of her young daughters. “This is Riley, she is 2 and a half. Say hi to the nice lady. And this is Anna, shes 10 months” Mary informed with a forced smile “Well they are very cute. Your total is 52.43” Mary got her wallet out of her purse. The seconds felt like hours as she waited for the machine to read her card. Finally, the process was over and Mary races to her car. She strapped Riley in to her car seat again. Then quickly strapped her youngest. As she folded up the stroller to slide into the back of her white SUV, she felt a little leak. “Oh no” she said as her pretty blue eyes widened. “I have to get home fast” Mary got in and buckled up. She put peddle to the meddle. Every minute that passed, her need to piss got worse and worse and worse. About halfway, at a red light, she felt another spurt shoot out of her pretty shaved pussy and into her thong. This time, a little circle about the size of a quarter was visible on the bottom of her crotch. “Shit shit shit” she said, as she squeezed as hard as she could. Finally it turned green, and Mary hit the gas. Right before she got to the street to enter her neighborhood, another red light, and another leak, this time even longer. Her wet spot grew, it was now probably noticeable to anyone who would see. “Oh my god, oh my god. I’m not gonna make it” Mary realized as she gripped the steering wheel. As the light turned green, Mary zoomed home. She pulled in her driveway. She had, for the most part, made it that far. But she couldn’t leave her kids unattended in the car, that was something she refused to do. As Mary hopped out of her car, another leak. Then another and another. Finally as she unbuckled Riley’s car seat, the inevitable happened. “Oh fuck. It’s too late” Mary said. Finally, the gates had opened, and there was no stopping it. Mary felt her little pink thong overflow almost immediately, as her long held piss ran down her legs and out the bottom of her jeans, soaking her shoes and socks. Her jeans got darker and darker as her piss saturated all around her legs, half way up her ass, and all over her crotch. She stood there frozen for about a minute and a half as her bladder finished emptying. Mary looked down at the large puddle that had pooled beneath her feet. She stood there with a look on her face of both embarrassment and relief as the last of her pee slowed to a trickle out of her worn out bladder. Her younger daughter noticed something wrong “Are you ok mommy?” She sweetly asked “Yes baby mommas ok. She just had a little accident is all” “You went pee pee in your pants” “Yes sweetie. See even mommy’s have accidents sometimes” “It’s ok mommy, I’ll give you one of my diapeys” Even in her current state, Mary couldn’t help but smile at the sweet offer Mary turned to her boyfriend who had came outside to see what was taking so long “Uh oh” he said “could hold it?” He asked, holding back a smile “The damn bathroom at the store was under repair. I got to the driveway then the floodgates opened.” She explained. “Will you get the kids? I have to go change” Mary waddled inside, legs spread as she walked with pee still dripping off her pant legs. She arrived at the washer and took off her soaking wet pants and underwear, exposing her beautiful ass and bald pussy. As he boyfriend walked past, he gave her a little tap on the butt “Don’t worry” he said “it’s not the first time you’ve done this” Mary smiled, as she walked upstairs to shower
  19. Part 2 of the kailey and Jessica omo story! Read part one if you haven't already! Sorry if the punctuation and capitulation arent correct I didnt really focus on that too much) Kailey awoke from her nap, her eyes felt heavy and she felt tired and.. horny.. she had never felt horny in the morning before, surprisingly. She was a kinky, beautiful and perky young teenager in her junior year of high school and this was her first Time, something had to of been wrong with her body. She put her hand on her forehead and slammed her head back against the big soft pillow and groaned, remembering what had happened earlier that day.. she was still so embarrassed about it, yet it felt so good, letting out all the urine she had built up over the day felt euphoric, and it made her horny, but she didn't know why, why did pissing herself, feel so good? Maybe Jessica would know, Jessica was always horny and kinky, and always up to try new things "I bet that kinky fuck Jessica would know.." she said quietly and reached over her bed and grabbed her phone and texted Jess - "hey.. would you like to come over I wanna talk to you about earlier today" And Jessica read the text shortly after and sent a text back replying, saying she would in 5 minutes, as she lived right down the road and kailey waited patiently for her to get there. She was there in just 3 minutes and she just walked in as she was permitted to by her parents, she hopped up the stairs like a little girl and found kailey in her bed under the covers "Hey there, I'm guessing you wanted to come over and talk to me about omorashi?" She said and kailey titled her head "Omo-wah?.. say that again" she said confused as hell, and Jessica laughed "Omorashi, aka wetting, what you did earlier, I heard about it, nobody in the school really seems to care, they know you're a kinky slut" she said and hopped on the bed making it bounce, and she giggled, still wearing the same small skirt and clothes as before, while kailey had changed in pj's "Oh.. yeah that's actually why I wanted you to come, and we're best friends so I have to confess something.." she said and blushed twirling her hair and looking away and Jessica smirked going on all fours and going close to her "You liked it didnt you" she said with a seductive and sexy tone in her voice as she giggled and made a purring sound. Kailey sighed and nodded slowly "Y-yeah I kinda did, it was so.. warm, and it felt great to let it all out, and my panties after just.. kept me nice and warm it was, so good" she said hesitantly and looked at the ceiling, and Jessica went over her showing her light gray panties and she sat on her chest "I could tell by what people said" she chuckled and kailey smiled "So.. you're accepting of it?" "Well of course, it's a great kink, I must agree" and Kailey's eyes widened and she started to catch onto her "Wait, do you like it too?" She said and sat up a bit playfully pushing Jess off of her and she rolled on the bed with a giggle "You know I do, and I was thinking that right now, we could do a little wetting challenge" she smirked and kailey shrugged " I dunno' I already went once today by accident" "What makes it great too is the fact that you hold it and just let it all out when you cant no more on purpose, and that is another thing that makes it the best kink of all time" And kailey nodded slightly in full agreement "sounds like some valid points, alright what is your challenge?." "Let's start off simple, we go and drink a shit ton of water, and then we have to hold as best as we possibly can, and the first person to start spurting loses and they have to let it all out into just their panties" "Mmmk" kailey said in response interested in this "And the other person gets to use the bathroom normally, but also the person who loses has to wear the wet panties the rest of the day, no changes" she smirked and kailey nodded when she did wanting to explore this new kink, especially with her friend "You're on" she said and she took off her pjs and put on a thin white shirt that made her pink bra see through and she looked into her panty drawer and looked at Jess "What panties are good for wetting in?" Jess took off her skirt showing her light gray panties "hmm, well in my opinion lighter colors so the wet patch shows better, gray is the all time best, with lighter colors you can also see the glistening of it alot better" Kailey nodded and pulled out a pair of light blue panties, she knew if they got wet then they'd quickly turn into a very dark blue, and she put them on and Jessica whistled "well look at you, absolutely sexy as always" she left to get large jugs of water she she came back instead with lots of bottles "these were all I could find, we'll keep refilling them once we're out!" She handed kailey 4 and took 4 for herself. Kailey knew for a fact her bladder wasn't that strong, and she knew Jess had a bladder made of metal, but she was detiermed to win, and she would beat her, and they sat on the bed and both started to drink all of the bottles, nothing happening yet.. They went and kept on refilling them and on the 5th bottle they both needed to pee, both of them squirming a bit "How bad on a scale of 1-10? I'm a 5.5" jess said smirking and kailey replied with "6.." and she hiked her legs up and squirmed like that but Jessica stopped her "Keep drinking" she said and they both continued, devouring all the water and with every bottle both of their urges to go, got even worse and worse and they decided to chat about omo, both girls probably around 8/10, they bit squirmed around with their hands shoved into their legs and their thighs pressed together pushing their fingers against themselves to keep it from coming out of them "So kailey what's great about.. omo is that if you wear a skirt and go secretly in public nobody will ever know, and its a great way to release.. the main drain.. and if you wear tights.. they pool up, and become see through and warm" she said groaning having a hard time focusing because of the urge to go, and kailey felt like she was doing really good even though she still had to go, none of the girls suffering from any leaks yet "Well maybe we can give that a try sometime" Kailey said and shifted back and forth her blonde hair drooping over her face And shortly after Jess leaked, not a spurt but a leak and she moaned "That's one for you!" Kailey said and kept on rocking as she started to leak too spreading her legs a bit more for Jess to see, and she did the same "How about no hands, so we can see when the first spurt is" Kailey suggested and tok her hands off her blue panties and Jessica followed and then both glared at each others cute little panties both having tiny leak spots Over the next few minutes they kept on leaking and then.. Jessica let out the first spurt, and with that a loud moan and kailey had won! "I win! You have to release!!" She said and spurted too in excitement damping her panties again and Jessica laughed slightly "Alright well, you go after me because I saw you spurt too" Kailet nodded and instantly Jessica whimpered and let go of her bladder and instantly it gushed out of her and onto the bedsheets, the fabric of her grey panties becoming a dark pitch black instantly and they glistened lightly with the yellow fluid, it made a little puddle on kaileys bed and it continued to grow and she peed for about a minute until she was done and she put a hand on her drenched panties and moaned fingering herself through her panties "mm your turn" she said smirking at Kailey and she nodded and released too.. Her blue panties hissed and instantly a dark blue patch shot right up the front of them and she moaned as it bolted out of her, making a puddle under her too, and it was so unbelievable to finally let it all out.. it was orgasmic, the soft cotton became hot, and damp as she peed with more force than Jessica and longer too. The puddle in between her legs started to die down as she stopped wetting.. and when she did she bent down and examined her wet patch, and she felt it go right up the front all the way, and right up the back, and she loved sitting in the warm pool of pee, her panties were so soaked they weren't absorbing the puddle and she wiggled her bum around in it the pee puddle moving with her legs and Jessica giggled and stopped fingering herself and kailey went on her knees and the puddle dispersed all over the bed and she sat on Jessica's lap and her pantjes made a squish sound and some urine oozed out of them "So how about we both leave these on the rest of the day?" Kailey said and grinded her crotch on her leg and Jessica nodded with a blush and looked up to her "mm ok, you might wanna change the sheets though" she said and kailey nodded getting off the bed and enjoying the boiling hot warmth of her panties as a few trickles went down her legs and Jess got off too, trickles running down hers aswell. Kailey swiftly changed the bedsheets and set them in the wash and changed everything on the bed, somehow the piss didnt het to her mattress but she was grateful for that. When kailey was done making the bed they both got back on the new fresh one and kailey out a hand on her still warm panties and fingered herself through it "I think I found my favourite kink, that felt.. so damn good" she said and whimpered as she fingered her clit and the wet blue panties and Jessica watched fingering herself too "Mhm, you did well, next time we'll have to go out in public, or whenever the next occasion comes" Jessica nodded, and she went up the bed more and Kailey cuddled in with her and she sunk her face into her large breasts and they pressed their wet crotches together, the Panties remaining soaked, as they took a nap together. Both of them, could not be happier Part 3?
  20. Guest

    female A Long Shift

    Hello! This is a story I wrote for OmoL, who had the idea of a waitress from a diner getting desperate at work and rushing home to use the toilet. Even though I don't think it's my best work writing-wise, I had a lot of fun working on this, and I hope you all enjoy reading it ? “Hey ma'am? Can I get another glass of sweet tea?” Laura stopped in her tracks, looking to the customer with an anxious expression on her face. She managed to force a smile and respond, “Of course.” She grabbed the pitcher of iced tea off the nearby counter and walked towards the customer slowly, cautiously. The pitcher had just been filled, and Laura had to move with great care to make sure none of the liquid sloshed out. You could say the pitcher and Laura’s bladder had a few things in common. It’d had been a long and busy day at the diner where Laura worked. People just kept pouring in, never giving the staff a chance to catch their breath. It was also in the middle of summer, and although the a.c worked just fine, it did little to help with so many individuals packed into one space. Between running from table to table and grabbing food from the scorching hot kitchen, Laura had to drink a lot of water throughout the day just to keep from overheating. Sadly, gulping down glasses of water was all Laura had time to do. As the day had progressed she made many attempts to run the restroom, but something always got in the way. A broken glass that needed to be swept up, another table that needed to be served, or another customer asking for a refill. Finding it increasingly hard to keep still, Laura rubbed her thighs together as she poured, the sound of trickling liquid torturing her. Thankfully, everything above her knees was covered by the 1950s-esque waitress dress she was required to wear. After being thanked by the customer, Laura put the pitcher back down and glanced at the clock hanging above her. It read 6:30 pm. “Oh thank God.” Laura thought, rushing to get out of sight and clock out before she was asked to do anything else. She shuffled into the empty break room, closing the door behind her before pressing her legs together and bouncing up and down. It felt so good to be able to squirm after having to hide her need for so long. Once she felt a bit more in control, Laura grabbed her things and took a quick look in the mirror propped up against the wall. Her dark brown hair was a mess, slowly falling out of the bun she had put it in before work started. There were faint, dark circles beneath her hazel eyes, a result of staying up late before remembering she had work in the morning. The dress she was wearing clung to her curvy figure well, but it was a bit wrinkled from all the running around she did. It was a good thing her shift was ending, because she was starting to look a bit unhinged. Laura straightened out her appearance the best she could before throwing all of her things in her bag and heading to the restroom, which was right by the back door of the building. Her bladder quivered in anticipation as she drew closer and she had to stop and squirm for a moment to calm it down. However, when Laura approached the door, her heart dropped down to her stomach. In front of her was a crudely written sign that read, “OUT OF ORDER”. “Shit…” Laura hissed, shifting her weight from foot to foot. She tried to go in anyway but the door was locked. She felt her bladder jolt once again, unhappy that it's chance to empty was snatched away. It looked like she would just have to try and make it home. Sighing, Laura tore herself away from the restroom and walked out of the building. She hopped into her car and took a few minutes to fidget in private, steeling herself for the long drive ahead, before pulling out of the parking lot. “It usually only takes about 20 minutes to get home.” Laura thought. “I should be able to hold that long…” Laura wished she didn’t have to drive, longing to press her legs together. Whenever she didn’t have two hands on the wheel she placed one on her lap, just barely resisting the urge to shove it between her thighs. She placed a hand on her stomach to rub her sore bladder, and was horrified to feel something round and hard. She glanced down to find that her bladder was so full that it was beginning to bulge out of her abdomen. This revelation only seemed to increase Laura’s desperation, and she whimpered as she writhed around in her seat. “Only ten more minutes…” Even with the ticking time bomb in her abdomen being squished by her seat-belt, Laura didn’t think she was in too much trouble. She was confident that she would make it home dry, even though it might be a bit of close call. That confidence was shattered when she turned the corner to see a block of cars in the distance. “Oh for fuck’s sake...” She said, slowing and eventually stopping behind the car in front of her. “Of course there’s traffic.” A work convoy a few miles ahead was causing traffic to move unimaginably slow. Laura dug her nails into her thigh while she rocked back and forth, her patience wearing down by the minute, and took the opportunity to cross her legs tightly while she waited for the road to clear. She couldn’t manage to sit still, feeling like she’d burst if she stopped moving for even a second. “Gotta pee, gotta pee…” Fifteen minutes later, Laura was officially frantic. She was bouncing, scissoring her legs, rubbing her thighs together and anything else she could think of to try and keep everything in. She finally gave into the urge to hold herself and pressed a hand into the skirt of her dress. The relief it offered drew a quivering sigh from her lips, but it still wasn’t nearly enough. Laura wished she could sit on her heel and grind into it for more pressure, but her car was too small. On the bright side, traffic was beginning to clear, and Laura uncrossed her legs so she could drive properly, despite the ache in her abdomen and between her legs that advised against it. Rocking her hips, Laura drove as fast as she legally could, whimpering and cursing to herself all the while. The pressure was getting excruciating, and the simple thought of getting to the toilet was enough to make her bladder spasm. Finally, Laura was right down the street from her home. She came across another red light and shoved both of her hands into her crotch once she’d stopped the car. She was panting now, her body tense and legs quivering with the effort to keep her seat dry. “Oh, I have to go-ah!” Laura yelped. She felt something warm and wet escape her, dampening her hands. She looked down and found a small wet spot on her dress. A string of curses escaped her mouth as Laura held herself even tighter, begging the light to turn green before she leaked again. Once it did, Laura sped down the road and pulled into her driveway. She grabbed her bag, got out of the car and hobbled to the front door, keeping a hand buried between her thighs. She bounced up and down while she frantically searched for her keys. “Come on, come on…!” She whined, feeling another couple of drops leak out, and began to dance from foot to foot as she shoved the key into the door. As soon as the door opened, Laura nearly collapsed into the house, slamming the door behind her and dropping her things before shoving her other hand into her crotch. She ran in place for a second, begging her body to hold on for just a few more minutes. Slowly, Laura shuffled down the hall towards her bathroom, pausing every few seconds to squeeze her legs together. Another few spurts escaped her the second she placed her hand on the door knob. It took all of Laura’s willpower not to give into the relief, trembling as she felt streams of piss rolling down her leg. She knew she only had a few seconds left before the dam broke. She had to make one final push. After taking a deep breath, Laura threw open the door and dashed to the toilet, scrambling to slide down her underwear as her bladder let out leak after leak. Finally, Laura sat down on the toilet and let go. Laura buried her face in her hands and let out a loud moan of relief. The sound of her stream was almost deafening, pounding against the water below. The ache in her abdomen slowly disappeared along with with the bulge her bladder had created, and she lost herself in the feeling of release after holding for so long. By the time she was done, Laura was almost panting with relief. However, she knew she hadn’t made it home completely dry, and looked down to inspect the damage. Her underwear was completely soaked, along with her legs. She noticed that there were multiple drops on the floor, and a small puddle outside the bathroom door, which she neglected to close. “Thank God I live alone…” She thought. Although she basically wet herself, and had a bit of a mess to clean up, Laura was satisfied. She was just happy to not have that unbearable sensation between her legs anymore. However, for some odd reason, she felt another, more pleasurable one, take its place.
  21. I've been checking out SpicyIren's many desperation videos on PornHub, she is really into holding her pee! I also like her descriptions of how bad she has to go, and her delightful accent. In this clip she is wetting her denim shorts. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5d55074fc4896
  22. Over the summer I made a fiction series called pee holding camp which followed a series of girls going to a camp in which girls were trained to be better at holding their pee needless to say it wasn't what I would call outstanding especially the characters who weren't really explored and mainly just existed to find a place to pee in the dirt in fact I feel it would be been mostly the same if they were just girls who lived in the same neighbourhood. so I have decided to remake this series this time taking into account all the things I could have done better in the original the first part should be released in the next few hours
  23. I've been reading this site for like 8 years and finally posting! Thank you all for this community. So, I've noticed different sensations when I'm holding, and that some are better than others. There's this super sudden "I need to go!" feeling like I'll wet myself if I'm not careful, I don't really like that because it feels out of control. And there's a sharp pang that also isn't pleasant to me. I prefer the slow building pressure and aching feeling, even if it hurts (in the muscles way not the stretchy/sharp dangerous way). I'll let that build for a long time and enjoy it. What about you? Does your bladder send really different sensations? Which feel good and which don't?
  24. Chapter 1 Daria was dying. Her bladder pressed hard against the tight waist of her khakis that cut off at the ankles to show off her sexy feet in designer flip flops. Her tight top stretched tight over her boobs as her tits erected out like arrowheads from the pressure she dealt with. The physical agony was bad enough. Those five water bottles she sucked down throughout the party had really gone to her. She was sitting and talking to some other twenty something years olds like herself from around town in her college campus while crossing and shaking her legs aggressively. “Oh holy crap,” she whispered to herself. So low, as it was from an intense and slight pulse that made her feel like her belly would pop out any second. Her toes curled as her feet shook and sweat fell down her head. “Why did I drink so much and hold it for so long?” She wondered. Daria got up from her chair and prayed there wouldn’t be a line at the bathroom. Apparently there was only one in the house but alas, she stopped in the hallway and threw her arms up in frustration then rubbing her hands down her face as her legs squeezed over each other tight. She stated at three other girls as beautiful as she was squirming gently outside the bathroom door painfully holding back their bladders as well. The one at the front, Erin, was in a red sweater and black tights with slippers. She held her hand gently against her crotch as she bounced with an annoyed expression across her face. Behind her was Alex. A thin and tan hottie with long legs in short short jeans and a red shirt with buttons. Her arms wrapped around her chest and bit her lips as her foot tapped. Behind her and in front of Daria was Joanna. A tall gal with tight blue jeans and wearing a purple top. She stood with her legs crossed and hands in her pockets. Anxious and in agony . Daria walked up asked, “Um, I’m sorry to trouble you. But....could I possibly cut in front?” The girls all turned their heads shocked as they were bouncing around themselves. “Hells no.” They each replied. Daria felt like collapsing to her knees and crying however, she had to pursue on. She squirmed at the end of the line, legs rubbing against each other and feet pacing back and forth as she worried and held in a watery load anxiously. Meanwhile not far behind was Billy. A horny omorashi obsessed guy who from behind the corner of the wall started to cum himself in aw from watching those four beauties squirm . To be continued
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