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(Heads up: English isn't my first language. Please excuse any grammatical errors you may find in this story.) "Marie! Wake up!" Callie said as she shook her cousin awake. Marie groaned and slowly opened her eyes. "........5 more minutes....." she said as her eyes slowly shut. Callie shook her again until Marie lifted herself from her pillow. "C'mon,Marie! We need to get ready for today!" Callie said as she exited her cousin's room. Marie sat on the edge of the bed yawned. She got up and slowly walked up to her closet while rubbing her eyes. She had no idea how Callie could be so energetic during the morning. Each time Marie took a step,she could feel a slight pressure in her abdomen. "Oh....i gotta pee...." Marie said to herself. She opened her closet,grabbed some clothes and then closed it. She then left her room and made her way to the bathroom. With each step she took, she could feel a bit of pressure. Despite this, Marie kept walking at a steady pace. The bathroom was very close to her room, so she wasn't really in a rush. She opened the bathroom door and entered it. After closing the door behind her, she placed her clothes near the sink and then turned to the toilet. Unlike most inklings, the Squid Sisters had a squat toilet as supposed to the sit toilet most of Inkopolis had. As she approached the toilet, she grabbed the waist of her shorts and pulled them down along with her panties. She took them off completely and then placed them next to the bin for dirty clothes. Marie then squatted above the toilet and relaxed. She let out a stream of green urine that splattered against the toilet bowl. Marie sighed and closed her eyes as she emptied her bladder. After a while,her stream weakened until only a couple of drops came out. Marie stood upright and flushed the toilet. Without wiping,she made her way to the shower. As she approached the shower,she took of her shirt and threw it near the bin. With the press of a green button,the shower head released some green ink. Marie then briefly stepped out of the shower and grabbed her phone to pick a song. She stopped scrolling when she saw the newest song: "Prism Wave" by Chirpy Chips. She tapped the "play" button and after a few seconds of loading,the song started playing. Marie grabbed the shower head and started washing herself with this ink. Today was one of the few days off Marie got. And she was planning to spend some time with her cousin,Callie. Ever since the "Callie VS Marie" Splatfest,the duo has exploded in popularity. Ever since then,they've been busy with solo careers. So much that they didn't get to spend a lot of time together. Marie turned off the shower head and stepped out. She shook off the ink on her body and approached the sink to put on her clean clothes. Meanwhile,Callie was already downstairs preparing breakfast. She placed two plates on the table; One with pancakes and one with waffles. Marie entered the kitchen while stretching. "Breakfast is ready,Marie!" Callie said with excitement. Marie lowered her arms and looked at the plate of waffles in front of her. She smiled and sat down in front of the plate. As Marie prepared to dig in,she saw Callie approaching her with some Milk Tea. "That won't be necessary,Callie. I'm not really thirsty right now..." Marie said. "Oh...Uh...Okay." Callie said as she sheepishly scratched her head. She then grabbed a cup and started preparing some lemon tea for herself. "So...Are you ready to go out today?" Callie said as she prepared the lemon tea. Marie just nodded as she kept eating her waffles. Normally,Marie would stay home and sleep during her day off. But since it's been so long since she got to spend time with her cousin,she decided to do that today. After she finished eating,Marie put her empty plate near the sink. She then entered the hallway to get a jacket while Callie was finishing her Tea. She took one last sip of her tea and then placed it next to Marie's empty plate. "C'mon, Callie! Let's go!" Marie yelled from the hallway. "Oh! Coming!" Callie said as she started dashing through the hallway. She grabbed her jacket and exited the house with Marie. "So....Where do we go first?" Marie asked. "Oh! How about Arowana Mall?" Callie said with excitement. Marie simply nodded and the two continued walking. As they got farther away from their house,Callie started feeling a bit of unease in the lower half of her body. She had completely forgotten to use the bathroom while she was home. To make things worse,the tea she drank was slowly making it's way to her bladder. Callie glanced at Marie,who was still looking at the road ahead of them.She clenched her fist and ignored the pressure. "C'mon,callie. you're not a kid anymore.you can hold it..." Callie thought to herself. She then noticed that Marie was moving a bit faster then her. She picked up her pace and caught up to Marie. With each step she took,she could feel a little bit of pressure. She turned to the direction of their house,which was almost out of sight. Callie looked back in front of her and tried to ignore her bladder. ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— The Squid Sisters reached the entrance of Arowana Mall. "Here we are....Where do we go first?" Marie asked. She didn't get a response. "Callie?" "......" "Callie!" Marie turned around and looked at her cousin. Callie jumped and looked around nervously. "Oh...uhh...Ooh! Let's go to the clothing shop first! I heard they have some new clothes there! Callie said. She then started running through the mall. "Callie! Wait!" Marie said. She sighed and started running after her cousin. After a bit of running,Callie stopped in front of the entrance to the clothing shop. It took a few seconds for Marie to catch up. "Don't run off like that,Callie..." Marie said. She then took a second to catch her breath. "Sorry....hehehe..." Callie said with a sheepish smile. Marie sighed and entered the store,with Callie following her. The two then split up and started looking around the store. Callie was starring at the row of clothes in front of her. However,she could feel her bladder pressuring her again. And this time It felt a bit stronger. Callie started rubbing her legs together while looking at the clothes in front of her. "Hey,Callie?" A voice said. Callie turned around to see her cousin standing there with some "Toni Kensa" branded clothes. "Which one do you think i should take?" Marie said as she lifted and lowered the shirts she was holding. "Uhh....The white one." Callie said she pointed at it. Marie then turned around and headed towards the changing rooms. Callie sighed and went back to looking for clothes. ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— The Squid Sisters left the store. Both of them were holding one bag filled with clothes. Just then,Callie heard a sniffing sound. She turned around to see her cousin looking at a fast food stand. "I'm going to get something to eat,Callie." Marie said. She then made her way to the stand. Callie crossed her legs and looked around. She spotted a restroom near the clothing store they just exited. Callie looked at Marie and then back at the bathroom. She took a couple of steps towards the restroom until.... "*Gasp* OH MY COD! LOOK EVERYONE!!!" A random inkling shouted. Every Inkling and Octoling near the shop turned around and saw Callie. They all immediately ran towards her and blocked her path. "HOLY CARP! IT'S CALLIE!" "I'M A BIG FAN OF BOMB RUSH BLUSH!" "CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH?!" Callie nervously smiled and backed away. Her fans kept asking questions and getting closer to her until Marie grabbed Callie. "Sorry,everyone. But i'm afraid we gotta leave now. Stay fresh!" Marie said. The two then ran away from the mob of fans until they reached the entrance of the mall. "*Sigh* Thanks,Marie. It's almost impossible for me to come here without getting mobbed by fans..." Callie said while scratching her head. "Maybe they think you're me." Marie said with a grin. Callie just frowned,causing Marie to chuckle. "C'mon! Let's go..." Marie said. The two then left the Mall and followed the sidewalk they were on. "Oh uhh....I bought you a catfish burger and some coral-cola." Marie said as she pulled out the bottle. "Ehh...I-I'll save them for later...I'm not really hungry or thirsty...." Callie said. Marie gave her a confused look, but nodded and put it back in her bag. ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— The duo of idols kept walking forward with comfort. Well....only Marie was walking with comfort. Callie was walking behind Marie with one hand between her legs. By this point,it was very difficult to ignore the signals her bladder was sending her. Callie then noticed that Marie stopped. "Marie? What are you-" Callie looked at where Marie was facing and saw a totem pole. Callie yelped and took a few steps back. The scare caused her to briefly lose control of her bladder. She quickly jammed her hands between her legs until she was sure her had control of her bladder again. She let go of her crotch and looked at Marie,who was starring at her with a confused expression. "S-Sorry...Those totems really creep me out." Callie said while rubbing her legs together. Marie looked back at the totem. "I dunno. They look pretty cute to me...." Marie said with a smirk. While her back was turned,Callie placed her hands between her legs again. She could feel a wet spot on her panties. After Marie was done starring at the totems,the two kept walking. The path they were following was close to Camp Triggerfish, which was a map surrounded by water. The sound of the flowing water caused Callie to whine, which did not go unnoticed by Marie. "Are you okay,Callie? You look a bit stiff...." Marie asked. "Y-Yeah,I'm fine." Callie said with a fake smile. Marie starred at her cousin for a few seconds and then turned away. Callie stopped smiling and tried to ignore the water. ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— After a while, the Squid Sisters reached Kelp Dome. "Ugh...It's so humid in here...." Marie complained as she fanned herself with her hand. Callie didn't reply as she was too occupied focusing on her bladder. "Are you sure you don't want to drink this,Callie?" Marie said as she pulled out the bottle of cola. "Y-Yeah,I'm sure....I'm not really thirsty..." Callie said nervously. Marie shrugged and put the bottle back in her bag. She then turned around and starred at all the plants. "I wonder if they have a chips tree somewhere around here...." Marie said. Callie put her hands between her legs and started rubbing them together again. She was very close to her breaking point now. She always a weak bladder compared to Marie and she was determined to prove to herself that she could hold it just as long as Marie. But now? All that determination was gone. She just wanted to relieve herself. Callie looked around for something to distract her from her bladder. But a sprinkler entered her line of sight. She winced at the sight of it and turned in the opposite direction. "Callie? What's the matter?" Callie looked at Marie,who was starring at her again with a worried expression. "Everything is fine,Marie...."Callie said as she kept rubbing her legs together.Marie frowned and moved closer to her. "Callie...just tell me what's wrong. You've been acting weird since we left Arowana Mall." Marie said. "I....Everything is-" Before Callie could finish her sentence,she heard the sound of another sprinkler. She looked over Marie's shoulder and saw another sprinkler. Callie winced again. She then quickly crossed her legs tighter and shut her eyes. "Callie?!.....do you....do you have to..." Before Marie could finish her sentence,Callie opened her eyes and looked at Marie with a worried expression. "I need to pee! I need to pee really badly,Marie!" Callie said as she started rubbing her legs together much faster. "Okay! Calm down!" Marie said as she placed her hands on her cousin's shoulder. "Uhh....this way." Marie said as she dragged her cousin back to the exit of the dome. Upon reaching the entrance,Marie ran up to the receptionist while Callie stayed there and looked around while potty dancing. "Uhh...Excuse me? Can you point me to the restroom?" Marie asked to the receptionist. "...yeah,They're over there." The receptionist said as she pointed at another hallway. Marie ran in the direction the receptionist was pointing at and dragged Callie with her again. Marie kept running with her cousin in tow until she saw a restroom sign pointing to her left. "Over here,Callie!" Marie said as she pointed at the girls' restroom. "Ah! Bathroom!" Callie gasped as she barged through the door. Marie scratched her head and followed Callie into the bathroom. She entered the restroom just as Callie entered one of the stalls. Callie closed the door behind her and reached for the waist of her shorts while her eyes were on the sit toilet. She turned around and in one swift motion, pulled down her shorts and panties. As soon as her rear landed on the toilet seat,a stream of pink urine flowed out of her urethra. "Aaaaaaaaah~" Callie moaned with relief as her bladder let out all the urine she had been holding. "Can you....Keep it down a little,Callie? It's making me a bit uncomfortable." Marie asked. Callie responded with another moan,causing Marie to shake her head. The only noises that could be heard were Callie's relieved moans and her stream splattering against the water in the toilet. Thankfully,Nobody was there to hear it....besides Marie,of course. Callie's eyes shut and a big smile appeared on her face. She was loving every second this. After what seemed like a minute,her stream stopped. Callie reached for the toilet paper and nearly grabbed a piece of it. But then she realized there would be no point in wiping since her panties were already wet. She let go of the paper and got up from the toilet. She pulled up her shorts and panties and shivered at the cold contact from her panties. Afterwards,she flushed the toilet and exited the stall. "Okay....I'm done,Marie..." Callie said as she approached the sink. She started washing her hands with Ink until she realized Marie was gone. "Marie?" Callie called out for her cousin. She then heard a flushing noise coming from another stall. She turned around to see Marie exiting the stall next to her. "I wanted to take care of it while we were here." Marie said as she closed the door behind her. She approached the sink and washed her hands as Callie finished. "Callie. Next time,if you need to go just tell me." Marie said as she finished washing her hands. "I will...I'm sorry..." Callie said with an embarrassed look on her face. Marie put on of her hands on Callie's shoulder. Callie looked at her cousin for a few seconds and smiled. The two exited the bathroom and left Kelp Dome. "So...Where do we go now?" Marie asked. "Oh! How about we go to Ancho-V games? A new game came out recently!" Callie said. Marie nodded and the two headed to the Ancho-V building.

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.

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

Chapter 1-Trying to get a wee before leaving Monica scrubbed her body as the boiling hot water poured all over her, flowing down in tiny rivers that splashed below and went down the drain. Her rock hard muscle, yet very thin tan body shined in this hot water which steamed up the whole bathroom. Monica whistled while she soaped up her broad shoulders. Lots of girls had hot bodies, but Monica made sure she had the one no boy would expect growing up. Having started lifting weights in high school, and having just graduated college and working as an engineer at a plant for construction projects, she now built a well-fit body that got a lot of guy’s attention at college. One guy while she waited in line for dinner at college her sophomore year grabbed her ass, and she flipped around, twisted his nipples and brought him to the ground. The whole cafe cheered that day and the douchebag was expelled, from that moment on men (and some women) loved this brown hair women’s muscular tan body. Not tall, average girl heigh. She rubbed the shampoo through her hair as her nipples flattened from the hot water, her awesome body in v-shape down as she bent over in that moment and scrubbed her crotch, getting a bit aroused while doing so. She finished and headed out the door, her roommate Emma bouncing in agony and rushed in. Monica hid her small laugh. “Oops” she said. She shared the house with a couple friends. Monica slipped into her tight black skirt that seemed to be a little too short for work which showed off her sexy hard calf’s and ass of steel. She put on a tight White top without sleeves just over the shoulders but boy did it show off those two breasts that were round and hard as bricks. She slipped her sock less feet into some black high heels. She brushed her dark brown hair so it went straight down just past the shoulders and was perfectly wavy. She drank the last bit of her morning coffee she left on her dresser before she showered, then went downstairs for a refill and drank that right down. “Ok, I should head out,” Monica said, seeing the clock. She lived in the city and had to take the train to work. She bagged the blueprints of the project they were working on at her plant, and felt a very small twitch in her abdomen. Well, that coffee traveled fast. She went upstairs and knocked on the bathroom door. Her roommate was still in there. “Emma, you almost done? I have to get going and I want to use the bathroom one more time before I leave.” “I have to get ready too ya know!” Emma yelled. She worked in the mayors office. Monica sighed. Her arms crossed across her chest trying to keep it together. “Ok, but it’s a bit of a ride to work, I just want to go one last time. I think I drank down my coffee too fast.” She bit her bottom lip and raised an eyebrow in wonder if she will get in or not? “Is it an emergency?” Emma asked without concern in her voice. Monica rolled her eyes. The fuck was this chick’s problem!? “No, but come on, let me in. I barely feel it but I just want to let it out now.” “Door is open,” Emma said. Monica opened the door, and there was sexy Emma in a pile of soapy bubbles that leaked over the edge of the tub. Monica put her hands on her hips and started to tap her foot in annoyance. When was Emma gonna get out of the tub. Seeing the toilet right there caused a slight jolt in her bladder. “Well, you gonna go or not?” “Not with you in the bathroom with me!” “Pff. Come on girls don’t have shy bladders, it in our nature. Now get going.” Monica could squash that myth in a heartbeat. She was a tough chick, but after twenty-three years on this earth, she fell weak when it was her bladder, peeing with someone on the other end of the door was hard enough, but in the same room!? Monica just shook her head and went downstairs and out the door. “I’ll just go at the train station,” she said to herself. She was almost done with her apple when she got there, her bladder having been humped around as she speed-walked there since she was running late after having to argue with Emma. The twitches made her lips curl to the side a couple times having felt slight discomfort against her abdomen. She grabbed her ticket after she paid at the machine, and saw sadly the women bathrooms were out of order. A long line of men and women waited outside the men’s room. She tossed her arms up. She sighed having become annoyed. She did all she could, hopped on her train, crossed her legs and wiggled the foot that went over the other leg as the train made its destination to the other end of the city where Monica worked. She got off and ate the rest of her apple as she entered the ladies bathroom. The pressure now stayed there in her abdomen. Nothing extreme, but it was like a hot bubble was growing and pushing against her insides slightly without stopping. There was only a couple stalls in this bathroom, and one was occupied as Monica noticed the other women’s feet. Monica went into the stall but her phone started buzzing. A text message from her boss Alicia. It read: CODE RED! NEED ALL SUPERVISIORS ON THE PROJECT IN ENTRANCR HALL IN NEXT TWO MINUTES! “Fuck!” Monica said as she looked at the time. She had to clock in five minutes or she’d be late. She looked down at the toilet, frowned, as there was her relief but there be no way to make it in time to the meeting if she peed. The urk of being a woman, you could not just wiggle it and be done. It was a process. She bounced a little, annoyed, and She bit the last part do her apple and tossed it in the toilet and hit the flush handle with her foot as she left without peeing. The flushing sound causing her to blink hard and raise one leg backwards trying to stay tight and keep it in. The remaining stub of the apple being flushed down the into the plumbing, the twitches in her bladder becoming more aggressive that one would start to try find a bathroom at this point. To be continued...

This is a follow up to 'Abby's desperate bus ride', that I posted a few months back. It's a bit long, but hopefully you'll enjoy it. I'd advise familiarising yourself with the first story first, but am sure this will work as a stand alone story if not. ------------------- 6 months had past since the worst day of Abby's life. She'd been really enjoying her new job, and was delighted to be a woman, excelling in a male world. She'd been on a team building excercise, only a few months in, and whilst she'd really enjoyed the day, she was caught short on the bus on the way home. When they were stuck in traffic she was so desperate, that she ended up begging the bus driver to stop, and completely breaking down and wetting hereslf. (See Abby's desperate bus ride). She couldn't believe that she'd gotten away with it. Noone that new her had seen, and, although she got a bit of stick for her frantic dash down the bus, everyone had just assumed she made it to a toilet. I mean, thats just what grown women do isn't it. Whilst she was somewhat relieved that no-one knew her shame, she still felt absolutely humiliated. She had never thought it possible that she could get so desperate that she would lose control. She had always just assumed that no matter how bursting you felt, you could just hang on that bit longer. That hadn't been the case though. She tried and tried and tried, but there was absolutley no way she could stop it coming out, she had simply lost control and peed her pants like a toddler. She'd been outside a busy pub, and people had seen her, laughed at her, sneered at her. It had really affected her confidence, and she was certainly never going to drink a pint of lager again. Tomorrow though, she was attending a business conference in Torquay. That was a 3 hour coach journey away waith a 1 night stop over. There were 5 people going from her company, and she had been selected to be one of them. It was an honour, and her manager had told her that she was very cose to getting a promotion, which would bring with it a very welcome pay rise. She was looking forward to a bit of hob nobbing, but, she couldn't help but be terrified of the coach journey. She was 18 years old, approaching a high profile promotion, and a 2 day break, and she was terrified of wetting her knickers. The thought was ludicrous, and she knew it. She'd be fine, she just needed to plan what she was doing. The day came, and she was to meet at the coach for 9AM. She was up early, and had her usual, very much needed, morning pee. She dolled herself up with make up, and got dressed into her VERY expensive, brand new Armani business suit. It was a tight white shirt, a black jacket, and a tight black pencil skirt. She admired herself in the mirror, and she looked amazing, but she noticed straight away that her usual, comfortable cotton panties left a very noticable VPL. She cursed as she noticed and changed into her best G-String. She wasn't a fan of the thong underwear, but it was aneccesary evil to complete her look. She wasn't naive enough to not realise that the company directors were men, and her amazing looking 19 year old ass would win her many admiring glances. She went to the toilet three times after drinking her morning coffee, just releasing a tiny dribble each time, just to make sure her bladder was as empty as it could be. She noticed as she was doing it thet her skirt was quite restrictive, but it wasn't a disaster. She called a cab, picked up her bag, and waited to be taking to the meeting point, at a local McDonalds store. When she arrived, she was met by Dave, who cheerily told her he'd got her a large coffee to drink before they went. They always made each other coffee at work, so there was no way she could refuse. Her heart sank as he cheerily accepted it and took a sip. I got here early so that it'd be the perfect temperature, he beamed. He was right it was perfect, so she drank it quickly. It was ridiculous how a simple cup of coffee was causing her such a trauma. "Pull yourself together Abs" she chistised herself, "you're an adult, what happened was freak incident, you can handle a cup of coffee." They made small talk outside until the rest of the party arrived, and then she saw the bus approaching. "Won't be a sec" she whispered to Dave, "just nipping to the ladies". She had planned this thoroughly, limit your fluid intake, then make sure you pee just before your leaving. She didn't even wait for a response, she turned on her heels and went inside, heading over to the toilets at the back, she became painfully aware that the ladies room door was propped wide open with a mop bucket. She knew from previous visits that there were only 2 cubicles in a very small ladies room, and her heart started pounding. As she approached the door, a spotty male teen strolled out and started to wring out his mop. "Erm, could I go in please" she asked nervously, but the teen looked up, "Sorry miss" he said, "Some idiot has flooded the place, just give me ten minutes and I'll have it all cleaned up again". "No, no, no" her mind raced, this wasn't the plan. She had planned it so perfectly, but now she had a large coffee inside of her and her last gasp pee was being denied. "But my coach is leaving now" she said, "Sorry" replied the teen, "like I say, its gonna be ten minutes." She looked at the mens room and thought about it, but at that moment an old man approached, and she could see him looking her up and down. "FUCK" she muttered, as she had no choice but to head back out to the coach. As she got outside she noticed that everyone had boarded and the coach was already quite full. She scanned the aisle and saw her colleagues about half way up. "Over here", said Dave "I've saved you a seat". He was obviously interested and trying to impress, and Abby had to admit that she wasn't disappointed, Dave was hot, the very epitome of tall dark and handsome. As she walked over she was greeted by Colin, who was on the seat behind them, literally shouting, "here we are, at last, has the little girl gone pee pee, we don't want any incidents like last time do we?". She was absloutely mortified, her cheeks blushed beet red as she prayed for the earth to swallow her up. "Why, what happened?" asked Dave, "Well" started Colin eagerly, "It was after that team building shit, we'd been in the boozer and then hit a bit of traffic, we were only ten minutes from home, and Abby here made a right show of herself, dancing around, grabbing herself, begging the driver to pull over so she could run into a pub and use the facilities". She felt like crying, she'd never been so embarrassed. The only positive was that they had no idea how badly it had actually ended, they all assumed she'd made it. She did a little giggle as she sat down. "Shut Up Colin" said Dave, "I'm sure she doesn't need reminding about it from some old perv like you does she". "Could have been worse" he said "That Katarina from accounts dashed out and dropped her knickers on the motorway, pissing like a bloody racehorse she was, never seen anything like it mate, I swear to god" "Don't worry about him" said Dave as she sat down, "dirty old bastard probably got off on it, look at him, he's definitely getting none at home. You must've been bursting to have asked the driver to pull over?" "OH FUCK" she thought, her mind racing, this was the last thing she needed, she thought there was a chance of her and Dave getting together, now they were sat on a coach, in a terrifying condition, and he was asking questions about the time she wet her knickers!" "Oh, I was" she replied sheepishly, "everyone was, all the lads went on the motorway, and poor Katerina couldn't wait. It was a bladder buster for sure" she tried to make light of it. "Thank God for pubs eh!" he said jovially, "Imagine if you'd have had to queue!" "hehe, yeah" she giggled, "that would have been really bad!" The topic was changed shortly afterwards, and they all started talking shop. Abby scanned around the coach, and noticed it was a much more even split. There were employees from allover the company on board, and it was probably a 70/30 split of men to women. She looked at her watch. It was 9:20, they were due to arrive at 12, she'd be fine, she told herself. Around 90 minutes later, and Abby was panicking. She'd become acutely aware of a need to pee around half an hour ago, and her need had been steadily rising since, and she was now at a level she would describe as bursting. She wasn't desperate, not yet, and she was nowhere near the level she was at when she lost control, but she was definitely needing to go, you know, the sort of level where you drop what you're doing and make finding a toilet your priority. Only, it couldn't be her priority. She was on a bus, and there was nowhere for her to go. A look at her watch told her there was just over an hour to go, and the thought of that made her want to burst into tears. Not only was her need becoming more pressing, but what she had also realised was that, in her current attire, there was no way of helping herself. She couldn't sit on her heel without flashing her intimate parts, and her skirt was so tight she couldn't press between her legs, hell, she couldn't even cross her legs. She was bursting for a wee, with over an hour to wait, and all she could do was press her thighs together and pray. For ten minutes she sat there, panicking, her heart pounding, and her mind replaying over and over the humilition of weeing in her knickers, the humiliation of begging the bus driver to stop, and even the humiliation of Colin taunting her, and Dave questioning her. Her predicament seemed to be making her need worse, as she wanted to go more and more, involuntarilly starting to jig her leg up and down. Dave noticed this immediately. "Are you OK?" he questioned. "Erm, yeah" she stammered, stopping dead still instantly, "its just, erm, well, erm, I'm a bit cold", "ahh, don't worry Abs, we're stopping at the services in a second, I'll get you another coffee to warm you up!" She almost gasped out in joy at what she'd heard, "Are we stopping?" she gasped, desperate to make sure she'd not misheard, "yes, a couple of the girls upfront asked for a toilet stop, so we're nipping into the services", sure enough, as he said it, she saw the coach pulling off the motorway. The thought of relief seemed to increase her need yet further, as her heart skipped a beat. Her bladder pulsed, but she hardly cared, she was going to make it to a toilet! As soon as the coach stopped, everyone stood up and started to dash forwards, the driver said something bout ten minutes, but no-one was listening. Abby tried to appear calm, but there was only one thing on her mind, getting to the Ladies room, and quickly. She was walking as fast as she could, trying desperately to keep her thighs pressed together. "toilets, toilets, oh where are they" she muttered as she dashed through the main doors. Dave shocked her by putting his hand on her shoulder, "are you coming for a drink?" he enquired. Abby could've slapped him, she needed to be pouring liquid out of her body, not putting more in! "I'll catch you up" she said, through gritted teeth, as she caught sight of 3 of the girls from the coach dashing towards the huge "TOILETS" sign. "Come on" she muttered as she dashed towards it, rounding the corners, and pushing open the door labelled "LADIES", her need intensifying yet more at the thought of glorious relief. "Yes, yes, yes" she said out loud, as she almost fell into the ladies room, to be faced with 4 bolted doors, and 7 women waiting outside them. "OH" she gasped, a bit too loudly, as she joined the queue, and started to jig up and down. The 7 ladies waiting were all from the coach, and the woman at the front was making a hell of a fuss! "PLEASE HURRY" she shouted at the bolted doors "PLEASE" as she shouted she hoiked up her skirt to her waist, pressing hard between her legs, "OH GOD HURRY" she begged again, "Don't make me wet myself!" "Calm down Laura" said the next girl in line. "I can't wait, I can't" she said, as a toilet flushed, "Oh fuck YES" she shouted, "PLEASE let me wee" as the bolt slid across the girl was already pulling down her knickers, pushing the woman coming out and dashing past her, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she gasped, as the sound of an almighty torrent of pee filled the room. "She wasn't joking was she?" said the girl infront of Abby in the queue, "Oh god that sound is doing nothing for me though, I'm bloody bursting here, these coach trips are a nightmare for us girls aren't they?" Abby just giggled and nodded as her bladder pleaded with her to empty it. When, at last, it was her turn Abby could barely walk, she was shuffling forwards, pressing her thighs together for all she was worth, as soon as she was in the privacy of a cubicle she went into a full blown pee dance as she fought to hold on foor the last couple of seconds. Her skirt was so tight accross her bladder, as she fought to hoik it up. "Come on, come on she said, as she bunched it higher and higher, just enough til she could grab the waistband of her panties, "Oh yes she gasped, yanking them down to her knees. as soon as they were clear, a blast of pee shot from her before she was even sitting, and as she collapsed onto the toilet she relaxed, and blasted her urine into the toilet below. The relief she felt was so overwhelming, she almost burst into tears. "Ahhhhhhh" she sighed, as her gushing stream quickly faded into a trickle. It felt so, so good, as her most intimate parts throbbed and tingled, and her agonised bladder finally felt empty. "Oh god I needed that" she thought, but was quickly snapped back to reality when she heard another girl outside her door crying out for her to hurry. She gave herself a long, luxurious wipe, shuddering with pleasure at the feeling she got as her hand brushed over her, now, sensitive parts. She noticed, as she pulled up her expensive panties, there was a slight dampness between the legs, but she smoothed down her Armani skirt, and unbolted the door. She was pushed aside by a desperate young girl, who already had her skirt hoiked up around her waist, but Abby washed her hands and made her way back out. Dave was waiting for her outside the ladies room, with another large coffee. He handed it to her, saying "you've been ages, was everything alright?". "Oh yes" she replied, "there was just a bloody queue, there always is in the ladies, you men don't know how lucky you are!". She played it cool, giving away no hint of the intense panic that had filled the ladies room just moments earlier! They strolled off back to the coach and took their places. Abby reflected again on how bursting she'd been, after she'd been so careful too. What was it on these coach trips that always made her need a wee? The rest of the journey passed without any issue, it was only 45 minutes, but Abby was painfully aware of what a state she would have been in without that pitstop. She was feeling the effects of the coffee already, but she was fine, they'd made it to the conference centre! As they all departed from the coach, they were greeted by Tony. Tony was the regional manager, and the man they were all out to impress. He spoke to some of the guys first, and then turned to address Abby. "Hi there dear, I hear you are speaking too? I'm really looking forward to finalising your notes with you, I have to say, a beautiful young lady on that stage will make a very refreshing change, you could be our secret weapon, come on lets go". Abby was both flattered and appalled. She hated male chauvenism, and just wanted to be treated equally, but then, she was there to impress. She was the 4th of their companies 5 speakers, and the speeches were due to begin in about 90 minutes time. She was feeling nervous, but eager to please. She thought they were having lunch first, but Tony led them all off into a small office. The other women were involved in much more menial stuff, and Abby was sat with some of the biggest names in the company. She was somewhat overawed to be honest, but glad that she still had Dave by her side. "OK folks" started Tony, "the bad news is, we aren't having lunch, but, I have some sandwiches and drinks coming through. We really need to make the most of today, we could secure some life changing business, so we need to get it right." As he spoke, the doors opened, and an astonishing platter was layed out infront of them. Abby wasn't really hungry, her stomach was doing summersaults, but she gratefully poured herself a cup of coffee. The next 45 minutes passed so quickly. She was in a different world. She was delighted to be there, but terrified of making a howler and messing up the whole day. She was a 19 year old girl on her first conference. Of course the directors knew this and she was briefed fully. She sipped through 3 cups of coffee without even thinking about it, when, 30 minutes before the speeches began, they were told to have a break. Abby was grateful of this, as she could, once again, feel her bladder starting to demand her attention. A quick trip to the ladies room would be very welcome indeed. She stood up, but Tony said, "Abby, would you mind waiting behind, I could do with a quick 5 minutes with you". Her heart sank, but she agreed and retook her seat whilst everyone else left the room. Tony started talking to her about who was who, and how to impress them. He complemented her on her suit, saying it was just the look that screamed professional business woman, the minutes ticked by as her bladder slowly filled, until there was only 5 more minutes left until the speeches were due to begin. Her bladder now was starting to become distracting, and the thought of having to hold it throughout was not a good one, so she knew she would have to excuse herself. "I'm sorry sir, but could I just quickly freshen up before we begin?" "Oh, yes, of course" he replied, "do hurry though, as we don't have much time" "I will" she replied, standing up, "I won't be a minute" She turned and headed for the door, but it flung open and she was greeted by a flustered looking man. "Tony, are you planning on joining us?" he almost shouted, "speeches are starting in 5 minutes, get through here now" "Sorry love" he added, looking Abby up and down, "You must be Abigail, I'm Martin, the company director". She did a little curtsey, partly out of respect, and partly to stop herself jigging about, now she was standing, her bladder was demanding her full attention. "Abby's just nipping to freshen up" said Tony, but he was shot down immediately, "No time for that, don't worry dear, you look amazing, come on now", Tony stood, and they were led away before Abby could protest. They moved swiftly down the corridor, passing the ladies room as they went. She thought about just ducking in, but it was more than her job was worth, so she continued into the conference room. As she entered she saw her friends, giving a nervous smile and wave, but Martin kept on leading her to thefront of the conference hall. It was absolutely packed, there must have been about 400 people in there, and the thought of speaking infront of these people sent a shiver through her. She was led to the very front of the room and up onto the stage by Martin, who sat right next to her. "OK" he said, "I hope you've got a great speech prepared, this is such a big day for the company, and I've heard nothing but great things about you. If you nail this you are in line for a very healthy bonus." Without further ado, introductions began, and the first speaker was introduced. Abby's mind was racing, she looked out over the sea of people as the first guy started to talk, in a really dull, and monotone voice. She was barely paying attention though as she looked at the very back of the room, lit up like a beacon to taunt her was a sign for the LADIES. Her bladder was making itself known, and felt even worse now the nerves had started to kick in. A quick glance at the running order told her that hers was the 5th, and final speech, not the 4th as she'd been told earlier. The first speaker droned on for just over 25 minutes, during which Abby's need rose alarming quickly, she kept having furtive glances accross towards the ladies room door wondering if she could make a quick dash for it between speeches. When the first guy finally finished everyone stood to applaud, Abby followed suit, but to her horror the second speaker was introduced immediately. Martin leaned over to her and said, "Well I hope yours is better than that yawn-fest, that was bloody awful", "haha, I'm glad you said that" giggled Abby, "I hope they don't all last that long". She was desperate to hear that the speeches would be over quickly, because without an interval there was no way she wouldn't have very wet knickers after 2 and a half hours. "They seem so much longer when they're so boring don't they" he repeated, giving nothing away. The second speech was slightly shorter, but no a lot, it was another 20 minutes, and by the end of it Abby was starting to get seriously bursting. She was pleased with the chance to stand up to applaud, and as she frantically looked towards the ladies room, she saw 2 girls near the back make a quick dash for them. How she longed to do the same, she looked over to Martin, who was applauding furiously. He was terrifying, but it was starting to get urgent, "Erm, could I please just..." started Abby, hardly beleiving what she was abut to do, but she had to ask to be excused for a second. "It's OK Abigail" said Martin, talking right over the top of her, "I know what your thinking, more coffee, I'm on it", he shouted over a waitress and ordered large lattes for everyone up on the stage. Abby could have screamed, more coffee was absolutely the last thing she needed, she started to protest, but the third speech was being introduced, she had no choice but to just squeeze her thighs together and sit back down. The coffees arrived 5 minutes later and Abby was starting to bounce her legs around, her need was getting so very urgent. As she sipped slowly at her coffee she convinced herself that there had to be an interval after this speech, and if there wasn't she would have to admit her need and make a frantic dash for it. As the speech droned on Abby was getting more and more desperate. She was trying to keep her thighs pressed together tightly, as her feet beat on the floor like a drum. 25 minutes he went on for and by the end she was nearly beside herself, as she stood up to applaud, she felt like she was going to lose control. She bent double, and was about to beg Martin for a wee when to her absolute delight, the speaker announced a short, ten minute interval. "Oh thank god" she gasped out loud, as she made her way to the edge of the stage. The sound of chairs scraping across the floor filled the room, as Martin stopped her, "Should we go through your speech again" he asked, but there was no way she could be denied, she absolutely had to have a wee, it was becoming extremely urgent. "NO" she stammered a bit too loudly, barely stopping her frantic dash, "I need to, I mean, I'm just nipping to the ladies room quickly", He tried to protest, but she was like a woman possessed. storming past him towards the sign she'd been staring at for the past hour. Her bladder was screaming at her, just like it had been in the services earlier, she absolutely had to wee, she needed it. "Just hold on girl" she thought, as she gritted her teeth. To her horror though, as she got to the ladies she was greeted with a queue snaking out of the door. "No no no no no, not now" she muttered as she joined the end of it. There must've been 15 people waiting outside the door, with good knows what sort of drama going on inside. This could not be happening she thought, as she stood in line, trying to hide her frantic desperation. 10 minutes later, the queue had started to die down, and she was just at the enterence to the door. There was no hiding it anymore, she was desperate, absolutely bursting for a wee, she was grinding her thighs together and bobbing up and down, as she peered past the woman infront of her she could see that there were just 3 cubicles, and still about 5 desperate ladies before her. Her mind raced, and her heart pounded, as a toilet flushed and the woman at the front dashed in. At that moment she heard an announcement that caused her to yelp out. "OK, thats the end of the interval, please make your way back to your seats". She couldn't be late, she was on the stage, next to the main company director, but she had to wee, she absolutely had to, there was no way she could hold it for another hour, and certainly no way she could give a speech like this. It was now or never, she pushed past the woman in front of her and ran to the front of the line. She was greeted by an 18 year old PA, who was pressing a hand into her crotch. Abby's mind raced, as she started to beg, "Please, please, please can I cut the line" she pleaded, as the young girl looked horrified. There was a protest from a girl three girls back, but Abby continued, "Look, its an absolute emergency, I'm absolutely bursting for a wee, and they're calling for us back". "We all are" said the girl second in line, "Fuck off and wait your turn like everyone else". "I know" stammered Abby, "But, but I'm on the stage, and have a presentation to do, I have to go back now, but I absolutely must wee first, if I don't I'll wet myself for sure". Her pee dance was getting more and more frantic as she spoke, but the girl at the front almost broke down. "I neeeeeeedddd to weeeeeee" she wailed, "I'm sorry but I'm bursting, Its starting to come out". At that moment Sue came charging into the ladies room, her terrifying line manager. "Abigail, what on earth are you doing in here, everyone is back on that stage apart from you, Martin looks fucking seething, you're showing us all up". At that moment, a toilet flushed, and the heavenly sound of a lock sliding open filled the room. "Please" begged Abby, looking longingly at the next girl in line, but she just pushed past her, lifting her skirt as she went, revealing an already substantial wetspot on her baby pink knickers. Seconds later the sound of a huge, hissing deluge filled the room, as the PA gasped out in relief. "NOW" commanded Sue, staring at Abby. Her bladder screamed, as the thought of not being able to pee tormented her, then out of nowhere, SSSSSS, she lost control, just for a second, but it was enough, she hoiked up her skirt and thrust both of her hands between her legs. "SUE" she begged, praying almost for divine intervention. "I absolutely must pee, and they wont let me cut the line". "There's no time" said Sue, "I need you out here now, you'll have to hold it." "I can't" she gasped, "I really can't, its coming out now" She was frantic at that point, and saw a cocktail glass on the side. Her mind raced, she had to find some relief, she grabbed it, pulled aside her panties, and thrust it between her legs. Immediately a blast of pee shot from her tightly clenched lips, and as she allowed herself to relax her stream blasted out at incredible force. The girl at the front of the line started to protest, "You dirty bitch, stop it, oh god, oh please stop it" she was in a furious pee dance, and watching Abby find relief was clearly not helping her. Sue stormed over, just as the glass filled, and it was so hard to stop peeing, as her bladder just wanted to empty itself. "UUUMMMPH" she grunted as she got herself under control. She placed the glass on the side, it was full to the brim of frothing, almost clear business woman piss. "I'm so sorry" she said to Sue, "I absolutely had to do that". Her stomach still ached, and her bladder demanded its full relief, the pain of having to hold on again once the floodgates had opened was agony. The glass was only small, probably about 150ml, and she felt like she had an ocean trying to thrash out from between her legs. "I'll deal with the disgusting show I've just witnessed later on, but get back on that stage this instant" replied Sue, with a face like thunder. She ushered her towards the door of the Ladies, with a bladder still uncomfortably full. She was panicking as she headed back to the stage. How much longer would it be til she could finish her wee. She tried to convince herself that now she'd taken the edge off it, she'd be fine, but she felt anything but fine. She pressed her thighs together as she staggered back up to the stage, where she was greeted by Martin, who looked bright red. "ABIGAIL" he boomed, "Where the hell have you been, do you realise how important these speeches are, I knew it was a risk putting a little girl in charge of the most important one, people kept telling me you were driven, that you had something special, but you don't seem to be taking this seriously at all!" Her bottom lip started to quiver. She couldn't cry, not here, but her bladder screamed at her and she was being literally shouted at by the most important man in the company. "I'm sorry sir" she started, "but, erm, well there was a line" she barely even knew what she was going to say. She certainly couldn't tell him the whole story of what had happened in the ladies room, or admit to the fact that she was still easily as bursting as she'd been when the coach stopped earlier and frantically panicking about the possibility of wetting her knickers. "I don't care" said Martin, "I just hope your speech is good, you better not let me down" As he said it the master of ceremonies started to talk, and introduced Abby up the the front. She'd put so much work into her speech that she had to focus. The first ten minutes went well, but her bladder seemed to be filling more. She knew it was the coffee, and she involuntarilly started to bob up and down, rubbing her thighs together. Her need was coming in waves, each one seemingly a litte more urgent than the one before. She started to sweat as she ploughed on through, desperately trying to appear calm and relaxed, but she could hear people whispering. By some miracle she made it to the end of her speech, and actually pressed her hand into her crotch, almost as a celebration. Her mind raced. She'd actually done it, that was it, it was time to pee! Then Martin stood up and took the mic. Abby looked longingly accross to the Ladies room, she knew hers was the last speech, should she just run for it now. Her bladder sensed this thought and demanded it. "Umph" she grunted, as she bobbed up and down. Martin announced over the microphone that they were opening the floor to any questions, to any of speakers, and immediately a sea of hands shot up. Looking at more denial, she felt her legs starting to shake, she didn't know what to do. She'd been so focussed on making it to the end of her speech, that she'd almost convinced herself that would be the end of her trauma. Martin pointed to the first question asker, but Abby was barely listening. "Yes, erm, question for young Abigail, what is it like being a young girl succeding in such a male dominated industry." "Abby" said Martin, handing her the mic. She hadn't prepared for this, she couldn't think straight, her bladder burned, it needed release, sweat poured from her brow, as she started a subtle, but obvious pee dance. "Erm" she stammered "Its erm, yes, its good, all of my male colleagues have been very helpful" She was almost floored by an incredible urge. She looked accross to the Ladies room. Her mind screamed at her to make a run for it, her bladder demanded she run for it. The question asker pushed for more, "At such a young age too, you've done incredibly well, do you see yourself progressing right to the top of the company" "PEE, PEE, PEEEEEEE" her mind screamed, "THE LADIES IS JUST THERE" Out of nowhere, another urge, almost as big as it had been the day she'd wet herself outside weatherspoons. A blast of pee escaped her tightly clenched lips, and soaked into her expensive panties. She tried to press her hand between her legs, but her skirt was too tight, she couldn't get any pressure where she needed it so badly. Another spurt escaped, this time causing a rivulet that she could feel dripping down her thigh. Everyone was staring at her, but she had to pee, right this second! It was, undoubtaby the worst moment of her life. She could hear people sneering and laughing at her, but she was out of control, on stage, and actively starting to wet herself. "I'm err, I'm sorry" she stammered into the mic, "I erm, that is, I'm sorry, I just need a quick break". She dropped the microphone onto the floor and just ran towards the Ladies. She could hear Martin saying something, and others told her to wait, but there was literally only one thing that mattered. More pee escaped from her, as she staggered accross the room. "I'm sorry" she cried, as she went, "I'm so sorry, I have to, I can't wait." Sue stood and tried to block her path again, but she was like a woman possessed. Any delay now, would be absolutely disasterous, she was literally out of control. "Abigail, get back on that stage this instant" commanded Sue, but she didn't even break stride. "I need a weee" she gasped as she pushed open the Ladies room door and saw an open cubicle infront of her. It was literally too much, the sight of a toilet was what she'd been dreaming of for so long, that she started to release as she frantically hoiked up her tight skirt. She could feel pee cascading from between her legs, as she pulled aside the gusset of her panties and collapsed onto the toilet, without even bolting the cubicle door. The relief she felt was like nothing she had ever encountered before, as she literally exploded a deluge of pent up pee into the bowl below. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" she gasped "oh my god, I've needed this for so long, oh a pee, oh I thought I'd never get to do it" she was crying as her stream dwindled down to a trickle, sobbing and peeing for all she was worth. She was lightheaded and the whole bottom half of her body tingled and relaxed. She seemed to pee on for ages, before finally she felt empty. Only at that stage did she assess the damage. She stood up and immediately felt how wet her panties were, she she removed them. She was also mortified to feel the inside of both thighs, and then noticed the streaks running down the back of her ridiculously expensive designer skirt. The mess she'd made on the floor of the, clearly, well maintained Ladies room was clear for all to see too. At that stage, Sue came charging in. Abby expected the telling off of her life, but seeing the state that she was in, she saw a different side to Sue. Her make up had run down her face where she had been crying, and her glistening legs, streaked skirt, and sopping wet panties in hand clearly showed there'd been quite a serious accident. "Oh my God Abby" said Sue, "What on earth happened, how can you just pee yourself" Abby, still crying started "I don't know, I had to go so bad, I told you I had to go. I couldn't wait, I tried, I really tried, I got through my speech, and then there was questions, it hurt, and I tried to stop it but my skirt was tight and I needed it, and I wet myself!" she cried more as Sue hugged her. "Do you have a weak bladder or something?" questioned Sue "We've all had to go at these events, but you don't just wet yourself." "I don't know Sue, but I premise I couldn't help it". "Get yourself cleaned up and I'll tell them you're ill she said, as 2 giggling girls came into the Ladies. Abby locked herself back inside her cubicle and dried her legs. She'd made a huge show of herself, but as much as she tried to think about all she could think about was the coach trip back tomorrow!! But that's another story.....

(Heads up: English isn't my first language. Please excuse any grammatical errors you may find in this story.) "Ugh......." An Inkling girl with Lime-Green tentacles slowly opened her eyes. she got up on the ground,with a hand on her head to ease the headache she was feeling. The inkling looked around. She seemed to be in some dimly lit hallway. She rubbed her chin and tried to remember how she ended up here. This inkling was known as Agent 3 by the people she worked for. She recalls exploring the subway with her leader,Captain Cuttlefish. But along the way,she encountered an Octoling. The last thing she remembers is fighting this Octoling until something attacked them out of the blue. Three shook her head and picked up her hero shot. She then started walking through the hallway. After a while,she reached a subway station. The station was completely empty and there weren't any subway cars. Three looked at the rails and followed them with her eyes until she saw a tunnel. She fired some ink at the ground and transformed into her squid form. She then dived into her ink and swam to the tunnel. Upon entering the tunnel,the first thing she saw was a bunch of teal ink laying around. This ink had a different texture compared to inkling ink. Three created another path of ink and continued to swim. The tunnel seemed to be pretty long however. As three was swimming for quite a while and she had yet to reach the other side. To make things worse,she couldn't help but feel a bit uncomfortable in her squid form. She continued to swim and the feeling seemed to slowly increase. She decided to shrug it off for now,as she saw a light up ahead. She entered the light and exited the tunnel. But the only thing in sight was more rails and more of that weird teal ink. Three continued to swim. She continued for 30 minutes and the discomfort she was feeling got a bit worse. Thankfully,she saw a metro station up ahead. She continued to swim until she reached the station. It wasn't until she reverted back to her humanoid form that she noticed something. The feeling she had earlier got a slightly weaker. And she was now feeling it in her abdomen. she then realized what the issue was: she needed to pee. But that problem could easily be solved,right? This is a subway station. They always have restrooms. Three walked forward while keeping an eye out for any signs pointing to a restroom. She entered a corridor,but there wasn't a bathroom to be seen. What she saw was an area filled with teal ink puddles and trees that had plastic warped around them. Some of the trees even had plastic bags with teal liquid in them. Three immediately prepared her weapon upon hearing some giggling. Suddenly,an Octoling jumped out of one of the puddles of teal ink and started firing at Three. Three rolled out of the way and fired back at the Octoling,Splatting her in the process. After splatting,Three noticed that the Octoling looked much more different than the ones she fought in Octo Valley. She had a different uniform,she was wearing shades and her skin almost had the same texture as the ink she shot. Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt slightly twinge in her bladder. Three decided to explore the area a bit. Maybe there was a bathroom around here somewhere? She started looking around. But after a few minutes of searching,there was no toilet in sight. She considered just peeing in the bushes,but the puddles of teal ink were everywhere and there was a chance one of those Octolings could strike her if she decided to do it there. Three walked past some boxes and saw another station entrance up ahead. Like the last one,there wasn't a subway car. Three hopped of the station and followed the rails again. The rails led her to another tunnel. Thought ,this one wasn't as long as the last one. Upon leaving the tunnel,Three was in for a shock. She entered some kind of void. The train tracks where still there. But the sky was purple,there seemed to be a bottomless pit below and there were all kinds of objects floating around. Ranging from giant gaming consoles,to even utensils. Three shook her head and continued to follow the rails. After walking for 15 minutes,Three stopped to look up ahead. There was another station up ahead and this one seemed to have a subway car. Three created a path of ink and swam towards the subway car. But like in the first tunnel,the pressure she felt in her bladder grew...and this time it was worse than last time. She swam up the station and transformed back into her humanoid form. The pressure decreased,but not by much. She then left the station and entered a corridor. Three looked around for restroom signs while she had one hand between her legs. She needed to pee pretty badly now and there was once again no restroom in sight. While walking through the corridor,she heard some groaning. She turned around and aimed her weapon. She had her legs crossed while doing this. There were 2 Twintacle Octotroopers and they were ready to attack her. She rolled away from the two Octotroopers as they started firing at her. Three threw a bomb at the Octotroopers. This sent them into a state of panic and they tried to move away from the explosion. But they were too slow and got caught in the explosion. Three looked around for more Octarians and lowered her weapon once it looked like she was safe. She continued walking through the corridor with one hand between her legs. There were multiple doors in the corridor,but all of them were locked and none of them had restroom signs on them. She entered an elevator and waited for it to close. Once the elevator was closed,she dropped her weapon and placed both hands between her legs. She looked around the elevator and didn't see any of that teal ink she saw all over the previous areas. She briefly considered peeing in the elevator,but she decided against it as she didn't want to be caught with her pants down if an enemy happened to be waiting for her in front of the elevator. A ding echoed through the elevator. The elevator door opened and Three stepped out while aiming her weapon forward. She took cover behind some boxes and peeked from behind them. She saw some more Octarians heading towards her. She hid behind the boxes without transforming into a squid. Luckily,the Octarians walked past her and made their way to the elevator. Three quickly jumped over the boxes and hid on the other side before the Octarians could turn around. However,the impact of the landing caused her bladder to start sloshing. Three quickly grabbed her crotch with one hand and crossed her legs. Three continued to walk down the hallway while trying to avoid fighting the Octarians she ran into. Because fighting them means she'd likely have to dive in her ink multiple times. And being in her squid form with a full bladder was painful. She managed to avoid fighting Octarians until she saw two doors. One of them had a silhouette of an Octoling Girl. Three looked to her sides and entered the restroom once the coast was safe. Three jumped when she saw what the inside looked like. There was teal ink everywhere. She opened one of the stalls and sure enough,the ink was all over the toilet. Three quickly closed the door and shook her head. There's no way she was going to use this restroom. "Ha!!!" Three turned around and yelped when she saw an Octobrush being swung towards her. She barely managed to duck under the swing. The one who delivered the swing was an Octoling. The Octoling went for another swing,But Three jumped over it. Upon landing,she had to place a hand between her legs to prevent a leak. The Octoling took advantage of this and jabbed her with the rear of her brush. This strike caused her to let out the leak she was trying to prevent. Three quickly turned around and left the restroom with one hand between her legs. She wanted to use both hands,but doing that was difficult due to the fact that she also had to hold her weapon. When she exited the bathroom,she immediately turned around and fired at the door until she was out of ink. The Octoling then barged out of the bathroom and made a ink-line towards her. Three put her weapon on her back and dashed out of the way. The Octoling turned around and tried to ram her with the brush. But three sidestepped out of the way while waiting for her ink tank to fill back up. "Must destroy,target...."The Octoling said in a robotic voice. She then started swinging her brush at Three. Three just backed away from the swings while keeping a hand on one of her weapons. She then heard a beep. She looked over her shoulder and saw the light on her ink tank. This meant she had enough ink to use a sub weapon. She reached for her ink tank and grabbed a bomb. But the Octoling struck her with the brush and knocked her down. Three dropped her weapon and placed both hands between her legs. Doing her best to hold back all the pee that was trying to break free from her bladder. She opened one eye and saw the Octoling approach her. "Target is down. Must finish her..." The Octoling said as she held her brush overhead. Three heard some squeaking and smiled. The Octoling looked at where the sound came from and saw an Autobomb standing next to her. The Octoling just stared at the Autobomb as it prepared for detonation. *SPLAT* The Autobomb exploded and destroyed the Octoling. Three got up from the floor and crossed her legs. She picked up Her weapon and put it on her back. She then started running while frantically looking around. She was very close to her limit now. She saw a room up ahead and entered it. She frantically inspected the room. It seemed to be a security room as there were multiple screens highlighting different stations. Three looked around for something to pee in.Anything. She then locked her eyes on a slosher that was right next to a storage door. She grabbed the slosher and barged into the storage room. Three then kicked the door to shut it and put down the slosher.She immediately pulled down her shorts and panties and sat on the slosher. Almost immediately,the sound of urine splattering could be heard in the room. "Ahh.........ohh....." Three moaned as she let out all the urine she had been holding. A smile slowly appeared on her face as the stream continued. She looked between her legs and saw the slosher slowly being filled with lime-green urine. Her stream slowly weakened until only a couple of drops came out. Three got up from the slosher and pulled her shorts up. There wasn't anything to wipe with. Not that it mattered,since her panties were already a bit wet. Feeling a bit more relaxed now,she turned around and looked at the slosher. She almost completely filled it. She pushed the slosher in the corner of the room and opened the door. She then made sure to coast was clear and exited the room. Three then went up to the screens. Maybe she could find Captain Cuttlefish on one of these screens. She looked at everything screen until she spotted Captain Cuttlefish. He was helping an Octoling drag....something....back to a subway car. She looked at the letters on the screen and saw "Center Station". Three then looked at the keyboard under the screen and saw some weird device. This device looked like some kind of controller and it had "Kamabo" written on it. She pressed the button and a holographic map appeared in front of her. This map listed all the stations that were visible on the screen. Three decided to hold onto the device. Now that she had a chance to relieve her self and had a clue on where to go,the exited the security room and made her way to the Central Station. And with that,I've made a story for all 3 playable Agents. If you want to see the other 2,Here's the Link to Agent 8's story: https://www.omorashi.org/forums/topic/46994-emptying-your-ink-tank-splatoon/?tab=comments#comment-1554119 And here's the Link to Agent 4's story: https://www.omorashi.org/forums/topic/52366-4-my-bladder-splatoon-agent-4/?tab=comments#comment-1689970

(Heads up: English isn't my first language. Please excuse any grammatical errors you may find in this story.) Also,this story takes place after Splatoon 1's final boss. A young octoling with brown and green tentacles was walking in the sewers. This Octoling was called Marina. She was part of the Octarian Army...Or atleast,she used to be. During the showdown between the leader of the Octarians and an inkling known as agent 3,her ears were exposed to a song known as the Calamari Inkantation. This song changed her life and gave her the motivation to leave the army. Her goal was to make it to Inkopolis and be part of their society. 2 days have passed since she left her base. She took a look at her map and by the looks of it,she was very close to Inkopolis. She put her map in her backpack and continued walking until she reached some stairs that led to a sewer exit. Marina climbed these stairs and exited a manhole. Suddenly,she felt a twinge in the lower half of her body. For the past two days,she would camp whenever the sun set and resume her journey on the next few days. She did manage to come across a few portable toilets on her way. Marina looked around but there weren't any toilets in sight. But....there wasn't anyone around either. Marina took one more look around to make sure the coast was clear. She then dropped her backpack and placed a hand on her shorts. But right before she could pull them down,she heard the sound of ink spattering. Marina quickly grabbed her backpack and ran towards a nearby boulder. She then pulled out her Octoshot and created a puddle of teal ink. She transformed into her octopus form and hid in the puddle she created. A few seconds later,two Octolings approached the boulder. They aimed their Octoshots around. "Hmm...Doesn't look like there are any inklings around..." One Octoling said as she lowered her weapon. Marina stayed in the puddle and waited for the two Octolings to leave. However while in the puddle, she felt a stronger wave of pressure going through her body. "Uh....Hey,can you stay on the look out for a minute? I uhh....have to...deplete my ink tank..." the other Octoling said. The Octoling then approached the boulder and dropped her weapon. She then pulled down her shorts and popped a squat in front of the boulder while her friend looked around.The Octoling relaxed and let loose a stream of pee,creating a magenta colored puddle near the boulder. "Ahh....I've been holding it all morning..." The Octoling said with a relieved expression on her face. "By the way....Did hear about what happened to Marina?" The Octoling on the look out said. "She went missing recently,right?" The other Octoling said as her stream was still going. "Yeah....Where do you think she is?" The look out Octoling asked. "I dunno. I saw her a few days ago and she looked very surprised. I asked what happened,but she only answered with "This changes everything"....." The peeing Octoling said. "Do you think the performance with Octavio had anything to do with it?" The two Octolings continued to chat while Marina remained hidden in her puddle. Hiding in the puddle was torture for her. Not only did she have to hide there while listening to someone else relieve themselves,but the pressure she felt nearly doubled while she was in her ink. This caused her to accidentally let out a moan. The Octoling in front of the building heard the noise and her stream immediately stopped. "Did you hear that?" The Octoling asked as she frantically looked around. The look out Octoling looked at the boulder in front of her friend. She slowly approached the boulder while the other Octoling pulled her shorts back up. "Is anyone there?" The Octoling asked her friend. "There's some teal ink behind this boulder..." the other Octoling said. She slowly approached the puddle and took a good look at it. She then fired some ink at the puddle. Suddenly,the puddle started glowing and- *SPLASH* And ink mine went off,causing the Octoling to fall down. "Wah?! Jade! Are you okay?!" The other Octoling yelled as she ran up to her friend. While the two were distracted,Marina super jumped out of her puddle. This didn't go unnoticed by the other Octoling however. "Was that....." A few seconds later,Marina landed on the ground. And she was back in her humanoid form. "Ahh!" Marina let out as she quickly placed her hands between her legs. Now that she was back in her humanoid form,the pressure was a bit weaker.....but only a little bit. Marina transformed into her octopus form and then quickly returned to her humanoid form with both hands between her legs. As she suspected,holding in pee seemed more difficult when in squid form. She took a look at her map while her legs rubbed together. She was close to Mt.Nantai right now. She put away her map and continued walking while staying on the look out for any other Octarians. After 5 minutes of walking,she arrived at the entrance to Mt. Nantai. Unfortunately,a bunch of Octotroopers were patrolling the entrance. Marina pulled out a Splat Bomb and tossed it towards the Octotroopers. The troopers saw this and quickly moved out of the way. But they weren't fast enough to avoid getting caught in the explosion of teal ink. Marina walked across the entrance to the mountain and started following the path up ahead. 30 minutes passed and Marina made it to a cave. By this point,Marina's bladder was very full. The only reason she didn't stop to relieve herself was because she was afraid of getting caught by other Octarians. Suddenly,A loud scream echoed through the cave in front of her. The sudden noise caught her by surprise and caused her to let out a spurt. She quickly crossed her legs and placed her hands between them in an attempt to stop her bladder from leaking some more. "What the devilfish was that?" Marina asked as she slowly approached the entrance to the cave. Marina steadily walked through the cave with both hands between her legs. She was considering peeing right there on the spot,but she was to scared to do that with...whatever made that noise...being nearby... As she was distracted by her bladder,someone bumped into her. Both of them fell down and landed on their butts. The impact caused Marina to leak again. "Ahhh!" Marina moaned as she crossed her legs. She slowly opened her eyes and her stomach dropped when she saw another Octoling standing in front of her. "Oh...Sorry...I was running because i heard a loud no-" The Octoling paused and looked at Marina. The two just silently stared at each other for a few seconds until the Octoling broke the silence by yelling..... "MARINA?!" Marina quickly got up and ran away from the Octoling. "Hey! Wait!" The Octoling said. She then gave chase. Marina was frantically rummaging through her backpack to grab her Octoshot. She then hid behind a boulder and caught her breath. Her breathing quickly turned into moaning,as her bladder was begging for relief. She placed her free hand between her legs and started bouncing up and down. "Marina! We know you're there!" A voice yelled. Marina peeked over the ledge to see 3 Octolings standing there. "You have nowhere to run! Surrender now or we'll splat you!" The leader said as she slowly approached the boulder. Marina started panicking and frantically looked around until she remembered something. She had a special can saved in case of an emergency. She rummaged through her bag again while the Octoling leader continued to walk. "So? What's it going to be?" The Octoling yelled. She didn't get a response. Suddenly,a light appeared behind the boulder. The leader groaned and sped up Her walking. She then aimed her Octoshot at Marina. "Don't mo......ve...." The Octoling said as she dropped her weapon in shock. There was a giant Kraken standing in front of her right now. The leader tried to run away,but the kraken grabbed her and slammed her into the ground. Her body exploded upon making contact with the ground. The kraken then came out from behind the boulder and looked at the two other Octolings. The two had looks of horror on their faces. "RUN!!!" One Octoling said. The two transformed into Octopusses and swam away in their ink. The kraken gave chase and quickly caught up to the two Octolings. The kraken then grabbed them and slammed them into the ground too. Like their leader,their body exploded upon impact. The kraken was then engulfed in light. Once the light disappeared,it reverted back into Marina. "Ahh......ARGH!!!" Marina crossed her legs and placed her hands between them. While she was in her kraken form,the pressure from her bladder completely disappeared. But now that she was back in her humanoid form,the pressure hit her like a truck. Marina started waddling towards one of the nearby boulders. She dropped her bag and quickly yanked down her shorts. A few drops of pee escape before she could completely pull them down. She popped a a squat and immediately let out a strong stream of pee. "Ahhh!.........Ahh......" Marina moaned as all the urine she's been holding finally escaped from her bladder. Her eyes slowly shut and her mouth hung open as all her pressure was replaced by relief. Her stream splattered against the floor and created a puddle of teal pee that slowly got bigger and bigger. After what felt like a minute,her stream weakened. And then it completely stopped,save for a few drops. Marina got up and pulled her shorts back up. She shivered because of the wet patch on her shorts. Thankfully,the color of her shorts and the material of it made it impossible for anyone to see it. Marina let out a sigh. She felt more relaxed now. And because of that,she was caught of guard when she heard another scream. The exact same one fron earlier. Marina grabbed her Octoshot and slowly approached the source of the noise. However,her eyes widened when she saw who Was making the noise. It wasn't a machine or another kraken....it was a little inkling girl with white and pink tentacles and a crown on her head. Nervously,Marina slowly approached the girl and tapped on her shoulder.

Longer story let's get to it. I've been staying by a college over the summer to take classes. One of my friends who we'll call Sam was turning 21 last month and a few of his friends (me included) were gonna get together to help get him wasted. It was also when him and a bunch of other interns for the financial firm nearby were heading back to their respective colleges so it was a goodbye party too. The plan as I knew was for everyone to go eat a late lunch with him at 4 and then by 6 we'd head back to his place to start the drinking. I couldn't make the lunch part due to classes but I could make the 6, so I had planned for that. Description, I'm a dude. 6'2", chubbier, big bushy beard and big brown eyes. I got up that morning and hopped into a blue-mix polo shirt, a pair of black jeans, and some blue/white sneakers. I also threw on a pair of white boxer briefs with pink and blue sailboats on them - it was a special occasion and they make me feel cute. I went about my day as normal as I could when it was past 90 degrees. My classroom for Intro Psych was super hot too, but I had a handy 1L water bottle to chug and refill intermittently. The class got out at 5:45 and I had to high tail it out of there as the buildings close up very early during the summer. I didn't get a chance to pee before I left and I had to go a little bit, but I figured I'd just go at my friend's place. It's about a 20 minute walk from campus to the house and by the time I get there I'm uncomfortably full but nothing that can't be put off. Walk to the front door, ring the door bell and stand on my tip toes to see into the little glass above the door...only all the lights are off. I had the times correct but no one was here. I texted Sam to see what was up and sat down on a deck chair on their porch to wait. This was the kind of thing I'd read on here to get off so I was enjoying my predicament, but only to an extent. It'd be a lot less hot to explain to my friends why I watered their chaise lounge so I was trying my best to hold on. It was then that a car pulled into the drive way and Sam's friend Carol stepped out. Carol was very tall, not much shorter than me, with long light brown hair, freckles, deep hazel eyes. She wore a tight fitting black and white polkadot blouse and a jean skirt that went a little more than an inch above her knees. She comes to the porch and we say hi and I explain our predicament to her. It was then that Sam texts us back and confirms his idiocy. He had corrected his times from 4 for food and 6 for party to 6 for food and 8 for party, so him and the others that could make the restaurant were already on their way. His girlfriend and designated driver Jess would drop them off and wheel back around for us to come join them at the dinner. Our first response was Poor Jess, but then we realized through the conversation that the restaurant Sam chose was something like a half hour away and that was without traffic, it'd probably be worse on a Friday night. So I sat down ready to hold it all I could while trying to look normal. It was 40 minutes by the time that Jess mentioned that she had started driving back. We had been talking about our summers for a while but the conversation died down as I had to focus more and more on my bladder. I was shifting my legs in my seat and white knuckling the sides of the chair - everything I could to avoid holding myself. But the pressure was right at my urethra and wasn't really slowing down. At the same time, I noticed that Carol had slowed down too. She was sitting with her legs crossed and was tapping her foot quite a bit. No way for me to be certain but it seemed like she needed to pee. I figured I had nothing to lose by admitting my own need and if I was right, she'd probably say something too. "I can't believe Sam did this shit, I really have to pee" I say, shaking my legs a little to emphasize the point. Carol sits up, hands on the front of her skirt and goes "Me too!" We exchanged stories for a bit - she has a long drive to get here and thought she was late to leave, so she got driving before taking a bathroom break. I told her basically what I wrote above. With us now struggling together it became less taboo to hold - I grabbed my dick through my pocket and she had her hands on top of her skirt while we chatted to pass more time. It's important to note how relatively stranded we were with the college buildings closed. This part of town didn't have anything in it other than houses and lecture halls, so they were the only real public place we would've had to go. So we sat and waited and whined, both of our conditions deteriorating as we approached 40 minutes since Jess was driving back. Carol had escalated her hold by putting her hand under her skirt, leaning forward and rocking back and forth. I had my hand in my pants not long after, whistling air through my teeth as I suffered wave after wave of desperation. I knew I would at the very least leak soon and once I hit that it'd be a short timer. This could be disastrous for the both of us. It was then that Jess's car came up. Both me and Carol immediately straightened up, but at a great cost to me. I took my hand out of my pants and when I stood up, the weight of my bladder crashed against me and I lost a spurt. I crossed my legs, leaning against one of the banisters of the porch as if I was being cool and casual, but it was a frantic attempt to gain back control. I managed to. Jess is wearing a beautiful red dress with a flowing skirt. She herself was a little over 5 foot with piercing blue eyes and platinum blonde hair. We said hello as she walked up, with her responding "Sorry for the wait guys, also I REALLY gotta pee when we get in" as she fumbled with her keys. I texted her about this later. While they had hung out at Sam's house, people were pregaming and Jess was keeping up with water shots to join in on the fun. Everyone drank a fuckton before leaving. By the time she got to the restaurant everyone in the car had to go, her included. But she raced back to let us in without stopping for the bathroom. She "had never had to pee that bad in my life xD", to use her own words. Jess unlocked the door and sprinted down the main hall, turned right into the bathroom and slammed the door. Me and Carol followed in that order, waiting outside the door. Carol said to me "You have to let me go first, I'm not gonna make it otherwise". Her arm had hiked up her skirt, showing her hands pressing hard against the crotch of her pink lace panties. She bobbed in place and looked at me pleadingly. I also could definitely not wait and was about to tell her to fuck off because I wasn't gonna piss myself before dinner. But she was clearly in a bind and probably wasn't gonna be able to touch herself to this later. So I compromised. "I'll pee in the sink and you take the toilet?" She just looked at me surprised and a little disgusted for a second. I continued: "I'm really sorry, but if you go first, I'm gonna piss myself. So that's the way we both avoid pissing ourselves." Another wave of desperation hit me - leak. She looked around as if vainly seeing if a toilet would spawn next to her. Carol then looked back and said "Ok". We both had to endure Jess's piss cascading against the porcelain and an audible sigh of relief during that conversation, and I didn't make it out dry. A few minutes pass and I feel the pee pushing at the base of my dick. I'm having to double cross my legs to hold it. Carol is bouncing up and down with her skirt basically up at this point. Jess comes out, starting to say something like "Ah that feels better" but I push past her, with Carol not far behind, before she can get the words out. The next part happens over the course of a few seconds. The sink is right next to the door so I take one step in and start undoing my button and unzipping my pants. Carol squeezes in behind me, pushing me against the sink and starting my bladder up. From that point on I'm just peeing. It takes another second to get the jeans out of the way, and then I take my dick through the flap on my underwear and point it toward the sink. I release all the tension and the pee erupts out of me. I moan. I see through the mirror that Carol has started peeing too. She was lifting the lid on the toilet with pee pouring full force onto the ground beneath her. She then spins around, pulls down her underwear and sits. The sound of piss hitting water is twice as loud as what I'm doing. We had both made it, more or less. When we were done we spent a minute strategizing. My underwear was soaked, as was hers. Luckily I was wearing black jeans which didn't show anything, and she was wearing a skirt which was mostly unscathed. We cleaned up our respective messes with copious amounts of TP, and agreed we'd tell what happened up to but not included how we both pissed ourselves. We both went to Jess's car, where she asked us what the hell was that. I divulged everything save for the mess and we went on with the night. My bladder was incredibly weak from the whole affair, as it appeared was Carol's as we both sprinted to the bathroom upon arriving at the restaurant and back at Sam's house. When it came time to leave at like 1AM, Carol offered me a ride home. Once driving, we both apologized for exposing each other to each other and promised not to tell any of our friends about it. When she dropped me off, she also asked to use my bathroom which I happily obliged. When she left, I indulged myself with my new found alone time and quickly went to bed. Stuff like this never happens to me with another person involved. I get myself in to quite a few desperate situations but this is legitimately the first time I've experienced desperation with another person and it happened last month. Carol and Sam are gone now since the internship was for the summer, living across the country from me. We may never see each other again. But it was an incredible night. Thanks for reading.

(Heads up: English isn't my first language. Please excuse any grammatical errors you may find in this story.) "*Sigh* Callie...." Marie stared at a picture of her and her sis....err....cousin with a somber expression. Callie has been missing for over a month now and Marie hasn't had luck finding her. Marie snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the sound of a kettle outside. She turned around and looked out of the window. Sure enough,Agent 4 was standing on one of the entrances to the levels. Marie opened her paper parasol and left the cabin she was in. "Agent 4!" The yellow Inkling turned around upon hearing her code name. "So...how did the mission go?" Marie asked. Agent 4 gave her a thumbs up and showed her the Zapfish she rescued in the level. "Excellent job,agent 4. I really have a good eye for discovering talent." Marie said proudly. Agent 4 blushed and stepped of the entrance. The two agents then heard another noise coming from the kettle in the middle of the outpost. The lid of the kettle slowly started spinning until it came off and revealed another entrance. 4 started running towards the kettle while Marie slowly followed her. As she walked,she kept staring at all the platforms around the canyon. "Man...Octarians are so weird. What with their floating platforms everywhere..." Marie said to herself. However,something else caught her attention. Each time she took a step,she could feel a little bit of pressure in her bladder. "Hmm...." The noise Marie made caught the attention of Agent 4. "Huh? Oh. Everything is fine,four. You don't have to worry." Marie said. Marie looked at the keetle in front of them. Agent 4 hopped on the keetle and gave Marie a thumbs up. Marie simply nodded as Agent 4 transformed into her squid form and slipped through the entrance. Marie turned around and started walking back to the cabin to take care of some business. It's not like she was near her limit,but she figured it would be better to relieve herself while she had the chance. She entered the cabin and made her way to the bathroom door. She entered the bathroom and closed the door behind her. In front of er was a toilet bowl at floor level. Marie put her paper parasol and walkie-talkie near the sink. She then hiked up her kimono,revealing some green panties. She pulled them down and squatted over the toilet. She relaxed and let out a stream of green urine. The sound of her urine making contact with the toilet echoed through the room along with a sigh from Marie. After about 20 seconds,her stream began to get weaker and weaker until only a couple of drops came out. Marie stood up and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe herself dry. After wiping,she tossed the wet piece of toilet paper in a nearby bin and pulled her panties back up. She walked over to the sink and started washing her hands with some ink. As soon as she was done,she heard a loud beep coming from her walkie-talkie. She got up to where her parasol was and grabbed the Walkie-talkie. "This is Agent 2. I hear you loud and clear,four." Meanwhile..... Agent 4 was currently standing in front of a launch pad with the Hero shot in her hand. "Can you see the Zapfish?" Marie asked. Four looked at the Arena that was further ahead and saw a Zapfish hovering above some magenta ink. "Excellent! Go get that zapfish!" Marie said. Four walked towards the launch pad,but hesitated as she got close to it. She started feeling a bit of pressure in her in her bladder. She was so eager to get the next Zapfish that she forgot to use the bathroom while she was at the outpost. Despite the signals her bladder was sending her, she stepped on the launch pad. She then transformed into a squid and Super Jumped towards the Arena. Upon landing,the pressure in her bladder briefly increased. Four crossed her legs and started fidgeting a bit. Her attention shifted from her bladder to the Zapfish that was hovering above the magenta puddle of ink. Four created a path of ink with her Hero shot and swam towards the Zapfish. Whoever, her plan of quickly grabbing the Zapfish and leaving came to halt when an Octarian Tentacle popped out of the Ink and grabbed the Zapfish. Four quickly swam away from the Tentacle and aimed her Hero Shot at the puddle of ink.The puddle started glowing and a machine was slowly rising out of it. Very...very slowly.... Four groaned and crossed her legs while waiting for the machine to rise out of the ink. After what felt like an eternity to eight (when in reality it only took 12 seconds) the light disappeared and a giant oven was standing in front of Four. Four started shooting at the ground while the Oven approached her. The oven lined up one of it's loaves. Four noticed this and quickly jumped into her ink. She dodged the loaf that extended from the oven and continued to shoot at the ground. The oven did a short hop towards four and extended all it's loaves in an attempt to hit the Agent. Four dodged the attack and saw the tentacle sticking out of the oven. She started inking the loaves and swimming up the oven. Once she was on top of the oven,she started shooting ink at the Tentacle until it exploded. A bunch of ink started jetting out of the machine. Four super jumped back to where she was when the fight started. Four placed her free hand between her legs. Her bladder was filling up faster than she expected. A gusher landed next to her,startling her and causing her to leak a little. Four crossed her legs and started shooting at the ground again to create a path. She swam in her ink and avoided all the loaves that the oven extended. Unfortunately for her,swimming in her ink turned out to be more painful than she expected. In her squid form,the pressure felt nearly doubled. She jumped out of her ink and quickly reverted back to her humanoid form. She then put her free hand between her legs again and started fidgeting again. The oven once again extended all of it's loaves. Four yelped and barely managed to jump out of the way. Upon landing however,she could feel another leak escaping. She started shooting ink at the loaves again. She swam up the machine and started shooting at the exposed tentacle again until it exploded. Once again,a bunch of Ink jetted out of the oven. Four super jumped back to the starting spot. This time she landed on her knees and with both hands between her legs. The octo oven fired a bunch of gushers and extended a "glazing machine". This machine started spewing out multiple streams of magenta ink. Four whined as those streams reminded her of something she really wanted to do right now. She looked at the Hero Shot she dropped upon landing. She picked it up and got back on her feet. She started running away from the glazing machine in order to avoid getting caught in the streams of ink. She placed placed her free hand between her legs again and started maneuvering around the gushers that the oven scattered all over the arena. The oven prepared to extend it's loaves again. Four created path of ink and swam through both the ink and the pain of her bladder to avoid the loaves. She then turned back into her humanoid form and started shooting ink at the loaves again. This time,there was less room for ink since the loaves were covered in metal that couldn't be inked. Despite this,she managed to create a path. Four took a moment to brace herself. She then transformed into her squid form and swam through the ink,Trying to ignore the pain of being in squid form with a full bladder. Once she was on top of the oven, she transformed back into her humanoid form and started potty dancing. She then quickly started shooting at the exposed Tentacle until it exploded. Four super jumped off the machine and as soon as she landed,the oven exploded and revealed the zapfish. Four sighed with relieved,happy that it was finally over. Her brief moment of happiness was cut short when her headphones went off. This startled her and caused her to let out another leak. This one lasted a second longer than the previous ones. And if it wasn't for the material of her shorts,there would be a small wet patch on her crotch right now. Four answered the call. "Good Job,Agent 4! Now grab the Zapfish and return to the outpost!" Four immediately ran towards the zapfish and grabbed it. Later.... Four jumped out of the kettle and started running towards the cabin Marie was in. With one hand holding the Zapfish and the other holding her bladder. She quickly gave Marie the Zapfish and gave her a thumbs up. "Good Job,agent 4. Keep it up and we'll have the Great Zapfish back in no....time..." Marie stopped talking when she saw four doing a potty dance. "Uhh...the bathroom is inside the cabin if you need to-" Four nodded and quickly entered the cabin. "-go." Marie finished as she watched four rush to the bathroom door. Four closed the door behind her and started pulling her shorts down while walking towards the squad toilet. She squatted above the toilet and almost immediately a stream of yellow urine jetted out of her lower region. "Ahhhhhh....." Four let out. All the pressure she felt was slowly replaced with relief as she let out all the urine she was holding during the fight. The relief felt so great that four couldn't help exhale again. Four looked down. Her shorts looked like the were completely clean,but her panties had a big wet patch on them. After what felt like a minute,her stream weakened. Four sighed and stood up. She took off her shorts and panties and grabbed some toilet paper. She wiped her lower region and then cleaned her shorts. She then put her shorts back on without her panties. She grabbed her panties and sighed at the damage. She exited the bathroom and walked up to Marie. "Ah,You're done. Are you ready to go to the next kettle?" Marie asked. Four hesitated a bit before showing Marie the wet patch on her panties. "Heh...you barely made it?" Marie teased. Four lowered her head in embarrassment. Marie took the panties and entered the cabin. "Don't worry. I'll put these in the washing machine. That Zapfish you collected should be more than enough to power it up." Marie said. Four smiled and bowed. "In the meantime,how about you go to the next kettle?" Marie asked. Four nodded and was about to leave cabin. "Oh and uhh...." Four turned around and faced Marie. "....Stay fresh." Four let out a nervous chuckle and made her way to the next kettle.

(Heads up: English isn't my first language. Please excuse any grammatical errors you may find in this story.) This is also the second story i've written involving Wii Fit Trainer. If you want to see the first story,here's the link: Now then....Let's begin..... In the middle of a town,two smashers were fighting against each other. Nobody knew the real names of these smashers. One of then was called "Villager". Villager was sent flying by the other smasher,the "Wii Fit Trainer". After being captured by the lord of light,Villager was freed by Mario and Kirby. He then decided to split up with the two in order to find the fighters faster. Shortly after that,he entered the town and found Wii Fit Trainer. Now all that was left was to free her from her possession. Villager summoned Lloid and mounted him like a vehicle. The two then flew forward and rammed into the Trainer,Knocking her down in the process. While she was down,Villager pulled out a bowling ball and dropped it on her. Villager's surroundings briefly turned red as the ball made contact with her body. The trainer lost her consciousness and the evil aura she had around her body disappeared. "Hmm....huh?" The trainer opened her eyes. Her pupils were no longer red. She got up and looked at villager,who simply smiled. "Thanks for saving me." The trainer said as she shook the villager's hand. The villager looked around and saw a giant bridge up ahead. "Maybe we can find some fighters on that bridge! Let's go see!" Villager said as he started running towards the bridge. The Wii Fit Trainer stretched her legs and proceeded to jog behind the Villager. While she was jogging,she started feeling some pressure. Her bladder must've been filling while she was possessed. And it seems like she was possessed for quite a while,as the pressure she was feeling was pretty strong. While jogging,she looked around. The town she was jogging through was an absolutely ghost town. There were a lot of buildings,but no residents. "Perhaps I should ask the villager if i can stop by the restroom...." the trainer thought to herself. "Excuse me....huh?" The trainer stopped jogging. Villager was nowhere in sight. She looked in front of her and saw villager running further up ahead. And even further ahead was the bridge that Villager mentioned earlier. The trainer sighed and resumed her jog. despite the Villager being way ahead of her,she kept jogging at her own steady pace. After what seemed like a minute,villager made it to the bridge. He slowed his walking down and then he completely stopped once he was at the middle of the bridge. "Hmm...No fighters here...huh?" Villager looked over the fence of the bridge. He had a full view of the town they were just in. A few seconds after the villager stopped,Wii Fit Trainer made it to the middle of the bridge. "Trainer! Look!" Villager said with excitement. He pointed at the city they were just in. "Doesn't this look beautiful?" Villager asked,still amazed by the view. Unbeknownst to him,the Wii Fit Trainer had her attention on something else. She placed her hands between her legs. The pressure she felt seemed to have gotten stronger during her jogging. She was about to ask the Villager if she could go back to the town to visit the ladies room,when suddenly an explosion went off. The duo turned their attention to the forest that was at the other side of the bridge. Without saying a word,Villager summoned Lloid and flew towards the forest. The trainer placed her hands on her belly and took a few deep breaths. Afterwards,she started jogging again. 5 minutes passed by and the villager was standing at a spot covered in ashes. While the villager was looking around for the source of the explosion,the Wii Fit Trainer caught up. "Hmm? What's this?" The trainer said as she picked up a lid. Villager grabbed the lid and inspected it. The lid had "Hogan's Alley" written on it. "This....This is one of Duck Hunt's cans...wich means...." Villager said to himself. Right on cue,a loud bark echoed through the forest. A dog jumped over some bushes and started barking at the Villager. This dog had a duck on his back. "Duck Hunt!" Villager yelled. The dog barked angrily at the villager. His eyes were red and he had the same evil aura as all the other puppets Villager encountered. Wii Fit Trainer raised both of her hands and created a yellow ball of energy. While she was doing that,Villager pulled out some boxing gloves and started punching the dog repeatedly. The dog jumped back and threw a Clay Pigeon at the two. Villager pocketed the Pigeon and threw it back at the dog. The dog dodged the pigeon,but was hit by a solar ball. Villager turned around and saw Wii Fit Trainer giving him a thumbs up. The dog got up,but was quickly hit by an umbrella from Villager. While he was stumbling back,The trainer jogged towards the dog and struck him with her Warrior Pose. Upon performing this pose,the trainer could her the urine in her bladder sloshing inside her. The trainer crossed her legs after executing this pose and looked at the dog. The aura around it slowly disappeared and the dog slowly regained his consciousness. After opening his eyes,the dog barked happily and tackled villager. "Hehe,I'm happy to see you too bud.." Villager said as he patted the dogs back. The dog started licking his face and causing him to giggle. "Excuse me...Villager?" The trainer interrupted. The dog got off from the villager and helped him get up. "Can we go back to the town? Maybe there are some fighters we missed there." The trainer said said as she stretched her shoulders,Trying her best to hide her need. Villager rubbed his chin for a few seconds and then nodded. The trio started leaving the forest and making their way back to the forest. However,Upon reaching the bridge the Duck Hunt Dog stopped following the two humans and started walking towards a bush. "Huh? Where are you going,bud?" Villager said. This got the attention of the Wii Fit Trainer. The dog stopped in front of a bush,lifted his leg and started peeing on said bush. The dog had a look of relief on his face,while the duck on his back was quacking in disgust. The trainer placed her hands between her legs and looked away. Despite her eyes no longer being on the dog,the sound of his stream was still torturing her. No matter how desperate she got,Wii Fit Trainer never liked peeing out in the open. There were a lot of times where she would hold in her pee in for long periods of time because she preferred using actual toilets. She started fidgeting while she had her hands between her legs and tried her best to keep her bladder under control. Suddenly,another explosion went off. This time,it came from the town. "Uh oh...Looks like we have to get there fast..." Villager said to the two. The Duck on the Dog's back started flapping his wings and carrying the two away from the bridge. Villager pulled out a helmet with two balloons on it and put it on. He then jumped off the bridge and started floating by flapping his arms. "Grab on!" Villager shouted to the trainer. The trainer hesitated for a bit before grabbing his leg. "Here we go!" The trainer stepped off the fence of the bridge while clinging onto the Villager. The duo slowly started descending towards the town below,with the Duck Hunt Duo flying right next to them. After 45 seconds,the trio landed in the middle of the town. Upon landing,the trainer quickly grabbed her crotch and crossed her legs. The impact of the landing nearly caused some pee to escape from her bladder. "Look out! The villager shouted! The trainer gasped and backflipped away from the spot. She landed with one hand between her legs. The trainer heard some loud footsteps. She slowly moved her hands away from her crotch and looked at the approaching figure. The figure was a Dr. Mario puppet made out of Metal. The villager caught the Metal Doctor with his net,But the doctor ripped the net and punched the villager. While the villager was stunned from the hit,the Doctor charged up some electricity and struck the villager with it. This sent the villager flying. The trainer threw a football in the air and knocked it towards the doctor. The ball managed to hit the door,but he barely flinched. The doctor turned around and started walking towards the trainer. Suddenly a reticle appeared on his body. The metal doctor got shot 3 times by an unknown person. The doctor turned around and saw the Duck Hunt Dog laughing at him. The doctor cracked his knuckles and made a dash towards the dog. The dog yelped and threw a Clay Pigeon at him. He got hit by the Pigeon,but kept walking like he wasn't hit. The dog panicked and cowered in fear. The doctor closed his fist. but before he could throw a punch,he was hit by a solar projectile. This time,the projectile wad powerful enough to make him flinch. The metal doctor turned around to see Wii Fit Trainer saluting the sun. The doctor turned around and ran towards the trainer. The doctor threw a couple of punches,wich the trainer dodged by performing a half moon pose. The trainer then struck him with the Warriors pose. The doctor took a few steps back and roundhouse kicked her in the belly. The impact of the attack nearly caused her to lose control of her bladder. She quickly jogged away from the doctor while keeping one hand between her legs. The doctor ran towards her again with his fists closed. Wii Fit Trainer charged up another solar ball and fired it at the doctor. The ball collided with the doctor and knocked him down. While he was down,the villager ran up to him and dropped a bowling ball on him. The doctor slowly got up while clenching his stomach. He grabbed the villager and slammed him into the ground. Before the doctor could do anything else however,he was hit in the face by a football. The doctor around to see the Wii Fit Trainer jogging towards him. The trainer tried to strike him with the dancer pose,but the doctor ducked under the attack and punched her in the belly again. The Trainer fell on her knees,with both hands between her legs. Using all her strength to prevent her bladder from leaking. As she was focusing on her bladder,she felt a shadow looming over her. The metal doctor charged up some electricity. But before he could strike her,he got hit on the head by an explosive can. The explosion knocked him away from the trainer. The Duck Hunt duck jumped over the smoke of the explosion and helped the trainer get up. The trainer kept both her hands between her legs. She crossed her legs started bouncing. She heard the Duck Hunt Dog whining. She looked at the dog and saw a concerned expression on his face. "Don't worry...I'm fine..."The trainer said. She let go her crotch and took a deep breath. She then jogged towards the doctor and struck him with another football. The doctor deflected the ball,but got hit by the Trainer's gate pose. The trainer then got up and performed a sideways leg lift,followed by a single leg twist and then a lunge. The lunge buried the doctor,Allowing the trainer to finish him off with another Warrior Pose. The doctor was sent flying and he exploded upon colliding with the ground. "Whooo! We did it! The villager cheered. The duck hunt dog stood on two legs and laughed. "Excuse me....Villager?" The Villager and the Dog turned around to see the Wii Fit Trainer standing there with both hands between her legs. "I need to use the ladies room." The trainer said. Villager could tell she was near limit by the way she was moving. The villager and the dog frantically looked around for a place with a toilet. "Ahh! That building over there looks like a restaurant. Maybe we can use a restroom there?" The villager said. he then summoned Lloid and flew towards the restaurant,with the trainer wasting no following him. The villager entered the restaurant and looked around. Just like the town,the restaurant was completely empty. The trainer entered the restaurant and looked around frantically. "There's nobody here..." he said as he continued to look around. Villager then heard the trainer gasp. "What's wrong?" The villager said. He then noticed the trainer staring at something. He turned around and saw two restroom doors there. The trainer jogged towards the ladies room and entered it. Once she was in the restroom,she entered the closest stall. She closed the door behind her and turned her back towards the toilet. She pulled down her jogging pants and sat down on the toilet. As soon as her rear made contact the toilet,she lost control of her bladder. A stream jetted out of her lower region,creating a very loud hissing noise as it made contact with the toilet bowl. The trainer placed a hand on her belly and breathed in...then out..then in...then out. As she was doing this,a wave of relief went through her body,causing her to let out a moan. The trainer relaxed and let out a loud sigh. After what about a minute,she sound of urine making contact with the bowl stopped echoing through the restroom. The trainer looked in the toilet and saw a few drops falling from her privates. She grabbed some toilet paper and wiped herself with it. She then tossed the paper in a bin and pulled her jogging pants back up. The sound of the toilet flushing echoed through the room as she left the stall. She washed her hands,dried them with some paper and then left the ladies room. "Sorry to keep you waiting." The trainer said as she approached the villager. The villager just gave her a thumbs up. All of the sudden,the duck hunt dog started barking at the door of the restaurant. The two looked out of the door and saw some puppets approaching the restaurant. The Wii Fit Trainer smiled and stretched her shoulders. "Well then,let's get fired up!" She said. Villager pulled out some boxing gloves and Duck Hunt Dog had a Clay Pigeon in his mouth. The trio then busted the door open and made a dash towards the approaching puppets.

This is a true experience that took place a couple of years ago, when I had just started my very first job after graduating university. I was assigned to a major project being run in the company’s UK head office, which was around a 2 hour drive from where I lived, but could take longer depending on traffic. On my first day on the project I woke up early at 5am, used the bathroom and had a shower, wanting to set off early to avoid being caught in the morning rush hour traffic. Wanting to impress my new work colleagues I decided to dress professionally, in a light blue fitted shirt (sleeves rolled up because it was a warm day), slim fit grey suit trousers, black CK boxers, black socks and a pair of smart black shoes. I was quite tired after getting up so early, so I drank two very large mugs of tea to help wake me up. I had a little bit of preparation work to do before leaving and was quite thirsty, so as well as the tea I ended up drinking a couple of large pint glasses of water as I worked (around 1 litre in total). I left my house a short time after 7am, a bit later than I planned to, and not long after setting off I wished I'd had one last pee before leaving because I could feel my bladder starting to fill up after all the tea and water I’d drank earlier. After around half an hour in the car I was making steady progress, but now had to fidget around a bit in my seat as I was really starting to need a piss quite urgently, my bladder rapidly becoming fuller, firmer and more uncomfortable as the minutes passed. After another half an hour I started to hit really bad morning rush hour traffic as I reached the outskirts of the town where the head office was located, and by this point I was absolutely dying to go for a piss, desperately hoping I would find somewhere convenient to stop so I could run to the gents and relieve myself. I squirmed in my seat and tapped my thigh as the traffic crawled along, occasionally reaching down to squeeze myself through my trousers as I looked around desperately for somewhere suitable to stop. After a few minutes crawling along in slow moving traffic I saw a petrol station up ahead and decided to pull in and take an urgently-needed toilet break. I parked up and hurried inside, quickly looked around but couldn’t find the toilets anywhere. I asked the woman on the till, who told me apologetically that they didn’t have any toilets for customers. I tried to hide my disappointment as I bobbed on the spot and stepped from foot to foot, asking her if she would possibly let me use the staff toilet really quickly. Although she was very sympathetic (I think she could tell that I was bursting to go), she explained that she wasn’t allowed to let customers through to the staff room where the staff toilet was located. I said that was fair enough and thanked her anyway, and she gave me a sympathetic look and said "I’m really sorry, hope you find somewhere". I returned to my car and gave myself another squeeze through my trousers, leaning forward and moaning under my breath, then set off again towards the office. After another half an hour or so spent sitting in agonisingly slow stop-start traffic, squirming and bending forwards in my seat, jiggling my thighs, fanning them in and out and squeezing my cock tightly with one hand as I worked the pedals, I was now really close to the office. I still hadn’t found anywhere to stop and use the gents, and by this point I was so incredibly desperate to urinate that I was in real danger of completely soaking my trousers and car seat if I didn’t find somewhere to relieve myself very, very soon. The problem was that my sat nav had directed me to a quiet residential street and told me that I had reached my destination, but I could see no sign of the back entrance to the office car park that I was looking for. I pulled over and looked at my phone to try and find the correct route, bouncing my legs frantically and holding myself with my other hand. “Oh God I need a piss” I muttered to myself as I checked my phone, which also seemed to indicate that I was very close to the entrance. I sighed in frustration and got out of the car, and just for a second I was seriously considering relieving myself quickly against one of my wheels, or into a clump of nearby bushes, just for a few seconds to release a tiny amount of the relentless pressure on my bladder, but there were far too many houses around and I was worried about being seen. As discreetly as I could, I undid the clasp of my trousers and pulled down the zip slightly, trying to give my very full bladder a bit more room. I walked up the road, trying not to jolt my bladder around too much, hoping to find the entrance to the car park (or somewhere discreet enough for a very quick pee), but I couldn’t see it anywhere. I went back to my car, standing facing the door as I looked for a different address for the office on my phone, crossing my legs and reaching down to give my cock a nice, hard squeeze for a few seconds through my trousers. "Ohh I really need to go" I sighed to myself. I was really, really tempted to pull down my zipper just a little bit more and relieve myself discretely for a moment against one of the tyres on my car, just a quick spurt of pee, but I noticed somebody walking in my direction from further up the road, and I was sure that she would see me. I had found the address for the main entrance to the office so I got back into the car and put this into my sat nav, which told me that the office was located at the far end of a nearby business park. I sighed in frustration, squeezed myself again and set off quickly, hoping to get there before I soaked my car seat (and my suit trousers) with a waterfall of piss. It was now just after 9am and the traffic at this time was really bad, so it was another 15 or 20 minutes before I eventually battled through queues of cars to find the entrance to the business park and drive as quickly as possible to find the office. Eventually I saw the office building up ahead and found the main car park entrance, and I joined the queue of around 4 cars waiting to get through the security barrier. As I pulled up to the back of the queue and concentrated on remembering my employee ID number, I felt a few drops of pee dribble out into my boxers. I swore and immediately reached down to hold myself, loosening my seatbelt which was tight across my rock solid bladder. "Oh come on, come on, come on I need a PISS"’ I moaned out loud, leaning forwards in my seat and unzipping my trousers further before squeezing myself hard, tapping my thigh in frustration with my other hand. My boxers felt damp against my penis and I knew that I didn’t have much longer before I lost control. It took another couple of precious minutes to get through the barrier and find a parking space. With every short delay, I was getting closer and closer to losing control of my bladder and soaking myself. I had to tense my thighs and grit my teeth as my car went over the speed bumps in the car park, making me moan out loud as my full-to-the-brim bladder was jolted and shaken around. By the time I had finally parked up I had lost another few dribbles of pee into my already damp boxers. "Fuck I’m gonna piss myself" I moaned under my breath, holding and squeezing with one hand as I shut the engine off. Relief was so close now, I just had to hang on for a few more frantic minutes until I’d made it across the car park, signed in at the reception desk and then found the nearest toilet. I stepped out of the car and jiggled on the spot as I zipped up my trousers and re-fastened the clasp, sucking in air through my teeth as my bulging bladder was pressed snugly and firmly against the waistband. I was so, so incredibly desperate to piss, absolutely frantic to relieve myself. The urge to relax my muscles and piss into my trousers right there next to my car was almost unbearable. Again, I was seriously considering trying to pee discretely next to my car, just for a couple of seconds to relieve some of the agonising pressure, but as soon as I started to loosen my zip a woman pulled into a parking space very close by. I blushed, turning towards my car and opening the passenger door to grab my laptop bag, quickly zipping my trousers back up. She smiled at me and we exchanged a friendly "Good morning!" as she walked past, her high heels clicking on the ground. It was no good, there were too many people around and far too risky to try and piss where I was, I had no choice but to clamp my muscles tightly and last for just a few more minutes. I walked into the office as quickly as possible without jiggling my bladder too much, desperately trying not to wet myself. As I walked, I felt a leak of piss dribble into my boxers then slowly trickle down one of my thighs. I reached down and squeezed myself again before quickly letting go. "Come on, come on, not long now, just hold on" I thought to myself, willing my bladder to contain the ocean of piss inside until I found a toilet. I glanced down, but despite all the leaks I didn’t notice a wet spot on my grey suit trousers. Entering through the doors, I looked around the huge reception area, impressed at the size and architecture of the building but also disappointed that I couldn’t see a toilet. I hoped I’d be able to find one further inside after I’d signed in. There were two receptionists sitting at the large round wooden desk, one of them was talking to the woman who I’d just seen in the car park, and the other receptionist was free. Lucky really, there was absolutely no way that I could possibly stand still and wait in a queue at reception even for a couple of minutes without losing the battle with my bladder. I walked over to the receptionist, a very friendly and attractive blonde lady in her 30s, and told her my name, explaining where I was normally based and why I was visiting the office, trying to keep my voice steady and not dance around on the spot too much. I showed her my work ID card and she handed me a form to collect some details. I jiggled up and down a bit as I wrote down my information, stepping from foot to foot and occasionally crossing my legs while bobbing on the spot, squeezing my thighs together. I absolutely could not stand still anymore and the only thing on my mind was reaching a toilet before I wet myself. It was probably really obvious to anyone looking at me that I was bursting for a pee but I was almost past caring at that point. I just really, really, really needed to find the gents before I had a very embarrassing accident and made a puddle in the reception area. As I finished writing my car registration number down on the form I lost control again just for a moment, a longer spurt this time, with more dribbles of warm piss escaping my bladder and trickling gradually down my leg towards my sock. I sighed quietly under my breath and placed the completed form and pen down on the reception desk, bending forwards slightly and pressing my clenched fist against my crotch just for a moment before straightening up and stepping from foot to foot again. I couldn’t believe that I was starting to wet myself in the lobby of head office, right there in front of the receptionist. I glanced at my watch. It was now almost 9:30am. I crossed my legs again and bent forwards slightly, placing my hand in my pocket to hold my leaking cock. I thought back to when I had last pissed, at 5am that morning, which was really only a few hours ago but felt like absolutely ages. My boxers felt soaking wet with pee and I was sure that a small wet spot must have appeared on my trousers, but I didn’t dare look. The receptionist glanced up and took the finished form, thanked me and asked me to hold on a moment while she activated my visitor’s pass, which would allow me to get into the main office area. She asked me if I’d had a long drive, and I nodded. “Yeah, just under two and a half hours, traffic was a nightmare” I said breathlessly as I shifted my weight from foot to foot, still holding myself through my pocket, trying (and failing) not to let on that I was about to piss myself in front of her. She laughed and told me “Oh it's always bad on that route, there’s not really anywhere to stop for a loo break either” she said, giving me a knowing smile. I blushed, wondering if she’d noticed how badly I needed to pee. I had to wait for a few more vital seconds as she finished activating my pass on her computer, expecting to lose control at any moment, squeezing my soaking wet cock as hard as I could through my pocket. My muscles felt weak, fatigued by holding a painfully full bladder for so long, and I actually couldn’t believe I was still holding on. I had never been so close to wetting myself in public before, but was determined to hold out until I’d finally reached a toilet. Relief was so, so close now. "All done, here’s your pass, do you want me to call someone to collect you?" she asked, smiling at me as she held out the visitor’s pass. "No that’s OK thanks, I’ll find the way" I said quickly. The last thing I wanted was for my new colleagues to see me in this state, desperate to piss and with soon to be soaking wet trousers. She smiled at me and said "OK!", and I thanked her and began to turn around and head for the doors to the main office before turning back quickly, my cheeks already blushing at what I was about to ask. "Actually, sorry, erm, where abouts are the toilets?" I asked shyly, keeping my voice quiet, jiggling on the spot. She smiled at me again and replied "Use your pass to go through the revolving doors over there on the left hand side, go through another set of doors which again you’ll need to use your pass to get through, then go through the door immediately to your left after that second set of doors and you’ll see a long corridor, then you’ll find the toilets at the very far end on the left hand side. There’s also more upstairs on the upper floors" she said quickly, clearly well rehearsed in instructing visitors where to find the toilets. Then, noticing my slight hesitation (I’d already forgotten half the steps, far too desperate to concentrate) she asked "Would you like me to show you the way?" "Yeah, please, thank you so much" I said gratefully, yet again having to cross my legs and bob on the spot, bending forwards slightly. She turned to the other receptionist, who was in the middle of signing in the woman I’d said Good Morning to."Back in a sec, I’m just leaving the desk for a moment so I can show this young man where the toilets are" she said, and the other receptionist laughed and said OK, glancing at me and smiling, as did the woman she was signing in. My cheeks went even redder as by now it was probably fairly obvious to everybody in the reception area that I was absolutely bursting for the toilet, but I just couldn't hide it. If I tried to stand still or stop fidgeting around I'd almost certainly piss myself, which would obviously be far more embarrassing. The receptionist left the desk and we walked quickly towards the doors, her heels tapping sharply on the wooden floors. I think she sensed my urgency and didn’t want to delay me any further. She showed me how to swipe my pass to get through the revolving security doors, and then took me through the second set of doors."‘Just down here, walk all the way to the end and you'll see the door to the gents on your left hand side" she said politely as she opened yet another door, leading to a long, quiet corridor. I thanked her breathlessly as I stepped through the door, another dribble of wee escaping into my boxers, barely holding onto my bladder now that relief was only moments away. "You’re welcome" she said warmly, smiling at me again before turning to head back to reception. I rushed down the long corridor towards the toilets, walking so quickly that I was almost jogging, reaching down to hold myself again as I felt another long spurt of piss teasing its way down my leg, shortly followed by another. "Fuck I’m pissing, I can’t hold it, it’s coming out" I moaned softly, and as I closed in on the door to the gents I started to unbuckle my belt and open the clasp of my waistband in fierce anticipation. I slammed the door open, another long leak trickling into my very wet boxers, and was pleased to see that nobody else was in there. There was a single toilet cubicle directly in front of me, a sink to my left and a single urinal on the wall at the back. Not breaking stride, I strode into the cubicle, my belt already unbuckled and the waistband of my trousers opened, and turned around to slam the door closed behind me. I bounced frantically as I fiddled with the lock, feeling yet another jet of piss burst out into my boxers and dribble warmly down my thighs, before whipping round and struggling to unzip my trousers. In my haste, the zip had got caught in the material, so I had to slowly ease it free before unzipping them the rest of the way. As I fiddled around desperately with the zip, standing there bouncing in desperation right in front of the toilet, I swore under my breath as I felt my muscles finally give up the fight against the ocean inside me. I started peeing forcefully into my boxers, unable to hold back for a moment longer, and a couple of seconds later I finally managed to unzip myself and hurriedly pull out my cock which was still peeing freely, accidentally spraying piss all around the toilet before pointing my stream down into the water. The sound of my wee splashing forcefully against the water immediately filled the small bathroom, and my bladder was so painfully full that it took a good few seconds of very forceful pissing before I eventually started to feel like I was emptying it. I moaned out loud as I noisily relieved my bursting, bulging, throbbing bladder, my strong stream going on and on with no signs of slowing down, and the feeling of releasing the pressure was just so good. I had been absolutely aching and longing to piss for hours and I couldn’t quite believe that I had made it without completely wetting myself. I hadn’t made it completely dry though, as even as the piss continued to stream out of me with force into the water below, I could feel how soaked my boxers were against my skin and how damp the legs of my trousers had become. I could actually feel trickles of warm pee still moving down my legs and slowly soaking into my socks. I’m sure I was pissing hard for over a minute before I felt my stream eventually lose some pressure, continuing for another minute or so into a slow trickle. I pushed out a few more final spurts and sighed loudly as I finally finished my massive pee. Relief! The feeling was almost too good to put into words. I looked down to check my boxers and trousers. The entire front of my boxers was completely drenched, absolutely sopping wet with piss. Thankfully though, my trousers weren’t too bad. There was a small damp patch just visible on the crotch, a only a couple of noticeable darker streaks on my inner thighs. Thankfully my boxers had done a very good job of absorbing most of the leaks and spurts, and I was glad that I had chosen to wear darker grey suit trousers rather than a lighter shade. I used toilet paper to dab my boxers and trousers dry as best I could, then a few more minutes using the powerful hand dryer by the sink, standing on my tiptoes so that the hot air reached my crotch (listening carefully for any footsteps coming down the corridor). Luckily nobody else came in, and despite my boxers still feeling damp and a very faint darker patch just about visible on the crotch of my trousers, I managed to get myself pretty much dry. Just before I left the bathroom I noticed that I actually really needed to piss again, so I relieved myself into the urinal. I was peeing for a surprisingly long time and I wondered if my bladder had been so full earlier that I hadn’t been able to empty it completely. Eventually, I washed and dried my hands and left the bathroom, my bladder still aching slightly from holding so much, but happy and relieved that I had just about managed to avoid a very public wetting accident at work.

(Heads up: English isn't my first language. Please excuse any grammatical errors you may find in this story.) The sound of a harp could be heard alongside the sound of the wind. There was one big piece of land floating in the sky,surrounded by a bunch of smaller bits of land. This bigger piece of land was known as "The Temple" and this is where the sound of a harp came from. Sheik,a member of the Sheikah clan and the 16th fighter in the world of smash,was currently leaning against one of the pillars while playing her harp. Right now she was waiting for the champion of Hyrule and the 3rd fighter of Smash....Link. Earlier today,Link asked the sheikah if she want to have a friendly match with him. Wishing to spend more time with him,Sheik agreed. Sheik stopped playing her harp and looked around. She's been waiting for 15 minutes,but Link was nowhere to be seen. To make matters a bit worse,she was starting to feel a familiar pressure in her abdomen. Sheik had some tea before leaving early to fight link. By the looks of it,some of that tea has made it's way to her bladder while she was waiting for link. Sheik's focus on her bladder quickly disappeared as she heard a voice. To her delight,she saw Link descending towards her with his paraglider. Upon landing,Link stored his paraglider away and waved to Sheik. Sheik had a smile on her face, wich would've been visible to Link if her mask wasn't in the way. "Glad to see you made it here..." Sheik said as she put down her harp. Link walked up to her and explained to her that he had to find a spot to paraglide from so that he could reach the temple. As he was explaining it,Sheik once again felt some pressure in her bladder. She ignored it and hopped onto the pillar that she was leaning on moments ago. "Very well then. Shall we start the match?" Sheik asked as she got into a fighting stance. Link nodded and made his way to the roof that was on the other side of the Temple. Sheik once again ignored the signals her bladder was sending. She didn't want to delay the match any further and she figured she could hold it until the end of the match. The two Hylians prepared themselves for a 2 stock match with no time-limit. "Are you ready,Link?" Sheik asked. Link responded with a nod and a grunt. 3...... 2...... 1....... GO!!!!! As soon he heard the word "GO!!!" Link ran towards sheik and jumped over the entrance to the "Cave of Life". Link jumped and swung his sword downwards. Sheik back flipped out of the way and hopped onto the highest platform. She started preparing some needles while Link made his way to the top platform. Once he was on the platform,Link tried to grab Sheik. But Sheik jumped out of the way and threw the needles at him. Sheik was back on the normal ground and waited for Link to come to her. Link summoned a Remote Bomb and threw it at her. Sheik struck the ground with her palm and vanished out of sight before Link had a chance to detonate the bomb. She reappeared near the entrance of the Cave of Life. Link entered the cave and threw his Boomerang at Sheik. But sheik crawled under the boomerang and performed her Bouncing Fish technique. Link blocked the attack with his shield,causing Sheik to bounce of off it. Upon landing however,sheik grabbed link and started jabbing him. She then threw him into the air and followed up by doing a handstand kick. This combo knocked him out of the cave and while he was in the air,Sheik Jumped towards him and hit him multiple times with a corkscrew kick. Link stopped tumbling and thrusted his sword downwards. Sheik dodged out of the way and threw a burst grenade at him. Once the grenade was close to him,Sheik pulled the Pin and detonated it. The explosion knocked Link away and caused him to land on the other side of the entrance to the cave. While he was down,Link pressed a rune on his Sheika slate. "Huh?" Sheik let out as she turned around to see that the Remote Bomb link threw at her earlier was still there. Link detonated the bomb and the explosion sent sheik flying. The burn from the explosion wasn't the only thing Sheik felt. As she felt yet another wave of pressure going through her body. This wave was stronger than the last. Sheik got up from the ground while she had one of her hands between her legs. Her need to pee was starting to get urgent,but she couldn't abandon the match just to relieve herself. She let go of her lower region and started preparing some needles. While she was doing that,Link jumped over the entrance to the cave and swung his sword. Sheik stopped charging the needles and rolled out of the way. She then threw the needles at Link and made a beeline towards him. Link blocked the needles with his shield,but this gave Sheik the opportunity to grab him. And so she did. She then jumped over him and kicked him straight in the stomach. Sheik then jumped towards him and struck him with her bouncing fish technique. This sent him flying towards the blast line and link exploded upon making contact with them. While Link was gone,Sheik took a moment to place her hands between her legs. She then looked to her left and she managed to spot a corridor obstructed by some pillars. "Maybe i could....GAH!" Her thoughts were interrupted by two arrows landing next to her. "*Sigh* relief can wait....You have to focus on this fight." Sheik thought to herself. Link jumped over the entrance to the cave and threw his boomerang at Sheik again. Sheik dodged the boomerang and waited for it to return. While doing so,Link ran towards her and started swinging her sword. Sheik dodged the swings,but her focus was also on her bladder. The tea that was sloshing inside her bladder caused her to feel the pressure a bit more frequently than before. Because her focus was on Link's swings and her bladder,she completely forgot about the Boomerang that came back to hit her. The hit caused her to stumble towards Link,who then delivered struck her with the hilt on of his sword. Unfortunately for Sheik,the spot he struck happened to be where her bladder was located. The impact of the strike caused her to lose control of her bladder for a split second. Sheik jumped back and threw a burst grenade at Link. Link jumped far away from the explosion,wich gave sheik some time to feel the damage. She placed a hand on her crotch and felt a small wet spot on her panties. Sheik crossed her legs and look at the pillars that hid the corridor. She then turned around to see Link holding another Remote Bomb. The Champion threw the bomb at Sheik, but she caught it and threw it back at him. Link gasped and jumped away from the blue explosive. When he landed,Sheik threw the needles at him. Link flinched from the impact of the needles. Sheik took the opportunity and performed the Bouncing Fish. The attack successfully connected and sheik bounced off of Link. However,Upon landing she had to press her hands against her crotch again. She stood there still,waiting for the contents of her bladder to stop sloshing around. Link got up and fired an arrow at her. Sheik barely managed to sidestep away from the attack. Link leaped towards her and started swinging his sword around again. Sheik was barely dodging the swings because most of her attention was on her bladder. She ducked under one of the swings and tripped link with a sweep kick. She threw out a flurry of knifehand strikes wich she then followed up an open palm strike. This strike knocked link very close to the blast line. Sheik crossed her legs and tried to keep her bladder under control. The Sheika them made a dash towards Link. Link got up and performed a Spin Attack,But Sheik Jumped over it and grabbed Link. She then tossed him behind her and kicked him in the back. Link was sent flying away from the stage and he was very close to the blastline. But he double jumped away from the line and got closer to the ledge. Unfortunately for him.Once he was close to the ledge,Sheik raised her hands overhead and quickly swung them down. The impact of the attack caused the sky to turn red. Link was sent flying and he exploded once he was past the blast line. GAME!!!!! The sky returned to it's original color and the blastlines disappeared. Link reappeared on a respawn platform. he jumped off the platform with a smile and made his way to sheik. He was about to congratulate Sheik,when suddenly he noticed.... "Huh?" Link looked around in confusion. Sheik was nowhere to be seen. Meanwhile..... A smoke bomb went off in the corridor. The smoke cleared and revealed Sheik,who was now fidgeting with both of her hands between her legs. She walked further into the corridor and looked behind her. As she expected,the pillars in front of the corridor made it almost impossible for anyone walking past to see her. Sheik looked around one last time and started frantically undoing her belt. She then pulled down her Stealth Pants and panties,exposing her butt for the world to see. (And thankfully for her,nobody was there to see it.) She popped a squat and relaxed. The silence inside the corridor was quickly replaced by the sound of her urine making contact with the ground below her. Sheik closed her eyes and let out a moan. And although it wasn't visible,she had a smile on her face. However,that smile quickly disappeared as she heard Link's voice. Her stream quickly stopped and her relief was replaced with fear. She turned around and she could barely see Link looking for her. Thankfully,he didn't turn to her direction and he walked away from the pillars. Sheik sighed and let out what was left in her bladder. Sheik looked at the pillars and then at her pants. She was very lucky that the pants could be removed. If she had to take off the entire suit and Link DID walk in on her,not only would she expose her rear to him but also her identity. Her stream slowly weakened and after a while,it completely stopped. Sheik shook her butt a little and then pulled up her pants. She didn't have anything to wipe with. but her panties were already a bit wet from earlier,so it didn't really matter. Sheik took a look at the puddle she great and sighed. She struck the ground and disappeared in a puff of smoke. Meanwhile outside the corridor.... Link looked around and Sheik was still nowhere to be found. Link turned around and was caught of guard by sheik throwing out a punch. However,she stopped the bunch before it could connect with Link's face. "...You gotta have better reflexes if you want to save the world..." Sheik said. Link chuckled nervously and scratched his head. "C'mon...Let's go back..." Sheik said as she grabbed Link's hand. The two hylians smiled (with only smile being visible) and walked to the edge of the Temple. Link pulled out his Paraglider and jumped off the temple. Sheik struck the ground and disappeared in a puff of smoke. And that's the end of this story. What do you guys think Sheik's true identity is in this game? She has the hat and hairstyle from her Twilight Princess Beta design but she wears the Stealth Armor from Breath of the Wild...

I did a short animation. I don't think I'll do these often, especially with color. Anyways, enjoy! pee_Trim.mp4

Ok so this happen about 2 months ago while going to a concert. Now I left the house with my parents and headed off. When I left home I felt a very small twinkle in my bladder which I payed little mind to. On our way we ended up in traffic. In the traffic I was talking to my parents about the main artist that was performing that night I guess I was so caught up in the conversation that I never felt the need in my bladder until we go close to the stadium. The place was ramed pack so we had to pack at the far end of the stadium. My stepmom thought it would have been a good idea for us to get out and wait for dad at the end for the parking lot so that’s what we did. It was at this time I realized my need for the bathroom was urgent it was all that was going though my head I couldn’t even stand still for to long I was busting but doing everything in my power not to make it seem that way finally my dad came back and we where in our way. In my head I thought finally I’ll get to go in then I’ll get to pee. I was so wrong apparently my parents had VIP tickets and enter at a closer point in the stadium while I had to go all the around and use the other entrance. So with my bladder begging for relief I told them see you when the show is over and started walking. Now the far entrance isn’t that far probably and 5-10 minutes of walking but when your bladder is full it feels a whole lot different. While walking I desperately looked for somewhere to pee but the place was just to well lit up and had to many people around so I just had to hold it. After the walk I still have to wait 15 minutes to get searched by security then wait in another line to get in. All the while trying to keep my composure which I believe i was doing well but I had to mover a little while in the lines tho. Finally I got in and all that on my mind is the bathroom then I see it the bathroom sign turns out to be a women’s bathroom I pasted three lady’s bathroom before finally reaching the men’s bathroom. At this put I could feel spurts of pee forcing its way out of me. When I got in I went for the first urinal and let go the pee that need to come out it felt so good. That night I saw a few others good sighting but nothing that much hope you enjoyed

Here's a video I bought from ELM (extralunchmoney) recently. Its about 40 seconds long and in summary, its a girl rushing towards her toilet because shes desperate (duh) and pees. However, shes didnt make it dry. Scenarios like this are criminally underrated. I actually ordered a few customs from her. Shes pretty good. Profiles called 'VanillaxCyanide' VanillaxCyanide (Racing to toilet).mp4

The Black-Light District.... A subsidiary of the Magic Academy as a whole.... The air smells strongly of disinfectant, and an unnatural cleanliness. The area, at least initially, seems to be illuminated by a dim light...Brighter than candlelight, but not quite at the level of a few well placed lamps...As if the lighting itself wants to leave the area.... After a few minutes of exposure to the uncomfortable air, the area starts to brighten up.... Yet, the same overly-clean smell pervades the senses for a while longer. It almost feels like a hospital... Especially as several of the doors open....A few, barely cracked....some opened halfway......Yet, the inviting light doesn't seem to permeate the deep shadows in the door frames... Save for the bright, watchful eyes that peek out at you.... Moving..Staring... following... Unblinking glares, as you pace your way down the halls... None of the doors opening fully....A few of them even creaking shut.... Doing absolutely nothing for the nerves, or anxiety such an area brings. At the end of the hallway merely leads to a left-or-right junction, heading you further into the district. A note fished from a pocket tells you to go left, right, and then left..... Prompting you to make your turn.... And suddenly notice the hall you were in fade from the corner of your view..... The path behind you shifting to a diagonal one, from it's prior setup. An...uncomfortable shift in perspective... Or one of the many Defense mechanisms you'd heard about..? Pacing down the hall, you see a few girls standing outside of their rooms, speaking in hushed tones... More stares gazing over you... Not as a stranger, but the way someone looks at a bug on their wall... Or, a piece of refuse..... Less than human.. Less than animal... You appear to be less than nothing to them, as you keep going... Taking the first right you get to... The area behind you fading again.... As you make a lengthier trip, pressing forward.... And seeing a line of girls, standing straight... In identical uniforms to one another... As they await outside of a door with a familiar ladies room sign on it... The bathroom, you imagine.... Some girls are shifting ever so slightly.. Some are glancing forward, with bitten lower lips... And some of them are pale, with hands clenching their stomachs..... You decide it's best not to be caught staring, and make your way to the last junction... Taking another left, as you come to a pair of....refreshingly blue doors. It seems almost like the material is made up of something soft, as you glance down at the note... The text on it having changed. [You're there] .... You take a breath of the uncomfortable air you just now realize is fading... Gasping as if you'd just emerged from being submerged.... As you push open the doors to see... .... The bottom of an ocean? You see windows behind a large desk, with deep, blue waters behind it... A singular, folded note on the desk. You step forward, glancing down at it... As you look over the text. [Be back in two minutes: Get Comfortable] You ponder how long that two minutes will actually be... but, this gives you time to center your thoughts.... And recollect some parts about yourself... ========================================================================================================================== [Black Light District: Character Creation Generator! (This will be your main character for the Black-Light District of Magic academy! Please fill out accordingly, and a general consensus will be reached out of several votes...) Height: (Are you Short, Average, or Tall?) Weight: (Are you Skinny, Average, or Plump?) Bust Size: (Are you Flat, Modest, or Ample?) Rump Size: (Are you Flat, Average, or Gifted?) Hair Style: (Is your Hair Long, Average, or short?) (Extra Details welcome too) Clothing Style: [Do you prefer Boyish clothes, Girly clothes, or have No preference?] Transfer Reason: (People don't usually come here of their own volition. Were you sent here for Violent reasons, Mentality reasons, Disciplinary reasons, or A Stupid reason?) Secrets: Any kind of secret you may have, Embarrassing, dark, or otherwise? Extra: Extra Details! [If a consensus can't be reached, you will be created by the Author instead.] (Faust apologizes for the lengthy delays in stuff. Hopefully, life'll stop beating him up for enough to get this off the ground.)

I seriously can't believe how close I was to losing it. Sorry for the kinda click baity title, but I need to vent lol. Despite not posting in like forever, I think this definitely tops the list. It was a somewhat busy day, drinking a lot of fluids through the begining of the day. I start to notice I was getting pretty desperate around 3pm, last time I went was around 11am. I generally go to the bathroom around the same time everyday, as the morning break is suppose to take care of my morning Coffee and breakfast fluids. I also drink another cup of coffee around 10:30 and that's the last coffee for the day before I switch to tea and water. Getting back on track and as I mentioned before it was somewhat busy, I ignored that fullness. I was concentrated on my work, distracting me from how badly I really needed. Time kinda flew as I autopiloted through my work, before I knew it, I was bursting to pee lol. It was probably around 15 mins to 4pm before I realized my crisis, but I was close to finishing. I wasn't aware of how bad until I noticed my legs were double crossed, clamping tightly together. Tried to work a little more on it while fidgeting like crazy, which I probably was already but didn't realize - it's like once you know it you cant not think about it. When I quickly got up, I was immediately hit with a wave of desperation, my waistband and belt heightened that urgency. I dashed to the bathroom, with the only thoughts of not wetting myself. That's how bad I had to go. I ran straight into the cubicle, locked it with my whole body shaking. I was fighting against the key in latch effect as my hands were shaking undoing my belt and buttons of my jeans. (Which were medium washed jeans so it was half noticeable) As I was desperately undoing my jeans, my body just froze for a split second. I felt it like slow motion as hot liquid spread before I could get my jeans and underwear out of the way. I quickly pulled them both down and a split second after my legs immediately collapsed. My head was pounding, my body became hot as I realized my predicament. I didn't want to look at the damage as I felt a trail of warmth near my inner thigh. Reality hit me like a truck, took a few minutes just sitting on the loo. I just stared at the medium wet spot. I tried to dry it as best I could with the paper and mustered the strength to leave the safety of the cubicle. As I washed my hands, I looked at the mirror and there was a wet spot. It wasn't down to my thighs which was what I felt - so I kinda felt a little better but was still pretty down about it. I rushed back to my desk, trying not to gain attention. One thing that was a saver is my heater under my desk. I put on a jacket and turned it on as if I was cold. Aimed it at my wet spot to dry it lol. Made me feel better going home as it dried somewhat away in the hour it ran. Anyways, can't believe that happened but it's better than not getting it off at all lol nothing can save that.

This happened a few years ago at Megacon in Florida. A little background, I am a huge nerd! I love theater, Larp, comics, games, cosplay...everything nerdy just about. This particular day, my fiance and I decided to cosplay as Dark elves/Drow. Basically obsidian black skin, long ears, stark white hair and blood red contacts. He wore a suit of Asian inspired leather armor and I wore a black, silk kimono with pink and red flowers. Underneath, I wore red silky panties with a matching bra and, here is the important part, a black lycra body suit to cover my legs, chest and arms. The rest of my skin was covered in theatrical ben nye black makeup. To toot my own horn we looked pretty damned classy. I tinted my makeup blue so it glittered a bit in the light just to give it that extra extravagant flair~ Anyways I get about halfway through putting on my makeup ( a 4 hour process...yes we are very dedicated to our craft) and I realized that A: I had to pee and B: going without ruining my Kimono (roughly $500 real silk kimono) at the con/ taking off my body suit was going to be hell. Once again, dedicated to my craft I stripped off, peed and carried about my setup. After the makeup I went again for good measure and finished suiting up, knowing full well this was going to be a challenging day. We grabbed breakfast from chick-fil-a in full garb (yes funny looks but they had fun with it) and started the roughly hour commute. The long white wig was already making me a little warm so I chugged my large lemonade and about half of my fiances large sweet tea...Mistake number 1. An hour later we are trying to find parking and I ALREADY have to pee. It wasn't terrible, but I was at the point where I would be looking for a bathroom/ be a little impatient to find a spot. Maybe a 6/10. Fully expecting this and unwilling to undress to pee I held it in excited silence for the convention. Getting in and ticketed took another hour and by then I was at like a 7/10. A little fidgety and getting nervous I wouldn't be able to hold it until we left for the hotel in about 4 hours. But hey, I was a theater kid and a Larper, I had done dumb holds like this before so kept holding it. Mistake #2. I lost my need in the absolute sensory overload that was Megacon that year. So many people taking our photo, so many photos we took, all the swag we purchased and of course I cant go to a con without quaffing at least 3 Ramune sodas...Mistake #3. About an hour before we were scheduled to leave my fiance is feeding me a piece of pocky and I realize...I really have to pee. Like BAD. I crossed my legs under my kimono and thought about my options. I was getting tired, but it was SO FUN being at the con. I didn't want to leave early! I could try to go in the ladies room, but the line was a pain and con restrooms are gross. I really did not want to ruin my kimono with someone else's pee, but what choice did I have then? I made the decision to wait it out and be a big girl. Mistake #4. Over the next hour I passed up several Ramune sodas and got very quiet as I used to do when I was in danger of an accident. I fidgeted my way through the dealers room and one last panel before I realized this wasn't going to work. After giggling at a shadow cast and feeling the tiniest little dribble escape I bolted upright and told my fiance I was going to find the restrooms. I couldn't do it. It was now or never. Either DEFINITELY ruin my kimono and my dignity with my own pee or risk the chance that it was getting ruined by another's pee...The choice seemed obvious to me now. I hobbled trying not to leak over to the public restrooms, which for reference were about 50 yards away and got in the WORST LINE I have ever encountered in my life. It was easily 40 ladies long, each with some kind of huge bag of stuff to deal with or some horrible costume to take off. I knew from previous years that there were only so many stalls in that ladies room. Doing some mental math left me very dubious of my ability to hold it through this line. 5 minutes later the line had gone down to maybe 30 women and I was DESPERATE. Here I was, playing this upper class character at the con literally potty dancing trying not to piss on the floor. There were a few times I considered going outside to the terrace and lifting my kimono out of the way to tinkle through my bodysuit on the grass. Needless to say, shy Etchy back then didn't do so. Each time I thought about it the need got worse and more than once I dribbled into my panties. 20 min after joining the line I was finally in the bathroom proper, not just lined up on the wall outside and I was absolutely shaking. My legs were in a permanent state of locked crossing with my knees bent for extra pressure. I am practicing deep, slow, breathing because to sharp of an inhale or exhale will cause me to start peeing uncontrollably. My arms were stiff near my crotch and my hips were swaying back and forth. It would have been super obvious to anyone looking at me that I was about to piddle myself in front of 10,000 people. It was this that saved me. A girl near the front of the line kept looking back at me whenever I would whimper with a leak or tense harder than normal because a wave was obliterating my resolve. Finally after she became next and I was still 5 girls back she asks me if I want to skip her. This was both the nicest and most embarrassing thing I can think of that anyone in the nerd community has done for me. Ever. All I could do was nod with tears in my eyes as I moved in front of her. A few girls on the way grumbled, but she silenced them with a very angry look. A few minutes and at least two leaks later and FINALLY I was moving slowly into a stall. I quickly doffed my kimono and hanged it up behind me and stared longingly at the toilet, knowing it was going to be a struggle to remove the body suit. I reached up behind me while dancing in place and fiddled with the zipper at the nape of my neck. Suddenly the contortions became a little to much for me and I lost it. Just for a second, but still. I peed full on for a full second. it wasn't a leak. It wasn't a dribble. I peed, for a full second, in my pants. I thought I was gonna lose it right then. I thought about just plopping down in the body suit and going, but I held it. Barely. Finally the zipper was low enough to peel the bodysuit off and down. My panties were soaked. My body suit had streaks down the legs. There were a few drops on the floor. But Good god It was finally time. I yanked my panties down and had the second most blissful pee of my life in that con. I peed for a good minute before it slowed down. Eventually I stopped, and shakily redressed myself, cringing a little at the cold dampness of my panties and body suit. I rejoined my fiance and we enjoyed the con for a bit longer before heading out. All In all i saved the kimono and most of dignity...

A young Octoling looked out of the window as all the buildings seemed to go by. Nobody...Not even she...knew her name. But most of her friends called her "Eight". She's an Octoling that lost her memories after entering the Deep Sea Metro while on her way to "the promised land". The only thing she remembers is that she used to live underground among other Octarians and that she decided to make her way to inkopolis after hearing a song known as Calamari Inkantation. 1 month has passed since she made it to inkopolis. And she's been spending that month starting a new life. "Next Stop: Inkopolis Square!" The train announcer said. Eight smiled and got up from her seat. A minute later, the train stopped and Eight got off. She looked around the station. Multiple Inklings and Octolings could be seen chatting with each other. When Eight initially arrived at Inkopolis, she was surprised to see the amount of Octolings that had already made it there. Even more when it seemed like the inklings were getting along with them just fine. But then she learned that when Octolings started moving to Inkopolis, the Inklings thought they were just Inklings with exotic hairstyles. Eight chuckled and made her way to the stations exit. A few minutes later,she made it to the square. Upon arriving there,she felt a familiar urge in her abdomen. She had recently reached level 10, wich meant she was finally allowed to participate in Ranked Battles. She was so excited to participate that she left her apartment early and forgot to use the bathroom. Eight headed towards the Deca Tower and thought that she'd have a chance to use to bathroom there. She entered the tower and headed towards the receptionist counter. "Hello there! I would like to participate in Ranked Battle please." Eight said. "Are you level 10?" The receptionists asked. Eight nodded and pulled out her pass. The receptionist took a closer look at it and nodded. The receptionist returned the pass and pointed eight to the door that lead to ranked. "Oh,Before i leave...Can you point me to the restrooms?" Eight asked with a nervous smile. "Sure,Just head to the left of that hallway." The receptionist instructed. Eight nodded and thanked the receptionist while walking away from the counter. She followed the directions she was given and quickly found the restrooms. Unfortunately for her,there was a line of girls in front of the door. Eight sighed and headed to the ranked battle entrance. The door opened and revealed a monitor with two pictures on it; one of Wahoo World and one of Port mackerel. Above those pictures was an icon of a tower with "Tower Control" written next to it. Eight touched the Port Mackerel picture and the floor below her transformed into a launchpad. She transformed into her Octopus form and with the help of the launch pad,Super Jumped towards her destination. 5 seconds later,Eight landed on a pink spawn point. She reverted back to her humanoid form and looked around. She was the only one on the map right now. She pulled out her phone and texted her friends. "Hey! I'm at Port Mackerel right now. Where are you guys?" She typed. She then sent the message and waited for a response. 5 minutes passed and she still didn't get a response. To make matters worse,her need to pee had increased while waiting. She put her phone in her pocket and looked around. There was still nobody in sight,so she grabbed the waist of her pants to relieve herself. Right as she was about to pull them down however,3 icons appeared on the Spawn Point. Eight quickly let go of her pants and stood upright. A few seconds later,3 inklings landed in front of her. A green haired inkling girl,who Eight called "Three" approached her. "Sorry we're late,Four saw some new shoes at Shella Fresh and insisted we buy them before the match." Three said as she pointed at the Yellow Inkling,Who sheepishly scratched her head. The hair of the Inklings then changed to pink while they grabbed their weapons. Eight sighed and got her undercover brella ready. "Alright,Are you all ready?" Three asked. Eight was standing behind her teammates with her legs crossed as she waited for the match to start. "Ready?..............GO!!!" The match started and the team wasted no time making a path of pink ink to swim in. Eight followed her team,but was lagging behind because of her bladder. Eight hid behind one of the containers and peeked from behind it. WE TOOK THE TOWER! Four was currently standing on the moving tower while Three and the other Inkling were hiding in their ink and following her. Eight looked at the spot she was on and blushed. "Nobody will notice....right?" She said to herself. Before she could reach for her waist whoever,a couple of ink shots landed next to her. She peeked from behind the wall and saw another Octoling firing at her. Eight came out of her hiding spot and opened her brella to block the inkoming shots. She then pulled the trigger and fired 3 shots of ink at the Octoling. The Octoling exploded and a ghost flew out of his body. Eight eight closed her brella and placed her free hand between her legs. "WE'VE REACHED CHECKPOINT 1!" Eight transformed into her Octopus form and swam to her teammates. Upon arrival close to the location of the Tower,Eight quickly exited her ink and reverted back to her humanoid form. She then hid behind a wall and dropped her umbrella to place both her hands between her legs. Her need was urgent now and she was sure that somebody would catch her if she attempted to relieve herself right now. "WE'RE PAST CHECKPOINT 1!" Eight peeked from behind the Tower and sighed as the Tower started moving again. And the smile vanished as quickly as it appeared when four got splatted by someone. One of the opposing teammates got onto the tower and he was holding an Aerospray. The Tower started moving in the opposite direction. Eight grabbed her brella and rushed out of her hiding spot. The Aerospray wielder saw her and started firing at her. She opened her brella and blocked the shots. But because of the fast firing rate,her brella ended up breaking. She yelped and quickly swam away before any shots could land on her. She then got out of her Ink and started firing at the Inkling on the tower. All while making sure she didn't get too close to it. Some of her ink landed on the Inkling, but it wasn't enough to splat him. Suddenly,The inkling exploded. This caught Eight off-guard and caused her to let out a spurt. She quickly crossed her legs and placed her free hand between her legs. She then looked up and saw Three standing on a container with a charger in her hand. Eight quickly stood upright and gave three a thumbs up. She then inked the tower and swam up to it. The tower started moving again and her brella was fixed after a few seconds. Eight placed a hand between her legs and started fidgeting. She was very close to her limit and she was hoping she could reach the goal already. Luckily for her..... "WE'VE REACHED CHECKPOINT 2!" Eight smiled and looked around. Unlike the first checkpoint, she didn't have to wait as long for the tower to start moving again. 5 second passed and.... "WE'RE PAST CHECKPOINT 2!" The tower started moving again and Eight could already see the goal. Unfortunately,she also saw the same Aerospray user from earlier respawning. The Inkling wasted no time swimming towards her and firing at her. Eight quickly took cover behind the pole in the middle of the tower. Unfortunately,it didn't do much to block the shots and some ink ended landing on her. Eight opened her brella and started firing at the Inkling. The Inkling then swam towards the tower and managed to get on. He then fired at Eight,who still had her brella open. And like last time,her brella broke because of the firing rate. Eight quickly got off the tower and placed a hand between her legs. She quickly swam away and hid behind a container. She peeked from behind a container again while fidgeting. The tower was once again moving in the opposite direction. Suddenly,Eight's hair started glowing. Eight gasped and smiled; her special weapon was ready. She left her hiding spot and swam towards the moving tower. She jumped out of her ink and looked at the Inkling. He was currently busy dealing with her team trying to hold him back. Eight saw the chance and quickly swam up to the tower. She then performed a huge leap while her fist started glowing. The Aerospray inkling turned around and his eyes widened in horror as he realized what was about to happen . He tried to jump of the tower,But it was too late. Eight's fist made contact with the tower and created a huge explosion of ink. This explosion splatted the Aerospray user. The tower started moving towards the goal again. Eight got up and put her hands back between her legs. She then starred at the goal as the tower slowly got closer to it. "C'mon...please!" Eight said to herself as she could feel another spurt escaping. The tower stopped moving.... "GAME!!!" Eight smiled and got off the tower. "The winner is.....TEAM PINK!!" Eight smiled and spun her Brella. But the spinning was interrupted by her bladder giving her a reminder. A minute passed and eight was back in the Deca Tower. Once the entrance to Ranked opened,Eight made a mad dash towards the restrooms. "Excuse me! Coming through! This is an emergency!" Eight said to each Inkling and Octoling she ran past. To her delight,the line that was in front of the door when she arrived was gone. Eight entered the bathroom and then kicked a stall door open. She then turned around and locked the door. She quickly pulled down her pants and sat down. As soon as her rear made contact with the seat,a stream of pink urine jetted out of her body. "Ah......Ahhhh...." Eight moaned as she started feeling more relaxed. Her mouth hung open and her eyes shut as the feeling of relief overwhelmed her. She opened her eyes and looked at her panties. There was a pink stain visible in the middle. After what seemed like a minute,her bladder was completely empty. Eight got up and pulled her panties back up. She didn't bother wiping as her panties were already wet. She shivered a bit because of the contact and turned around to flush the toilet. She exited the stall and headed to the sink to wash her hands. Because inklings dissolve in water, they used a special transparent ink to wash their hands or take showers. Eight left the restroom with a smile. She then headed back to the entrance where her team was waiting.

Hiya again friends! I was having a bad day. Long story short I was forced to hire a useless employee onto my game dev team where I function as creative lead. While I was having some fun times with @Gemgirl and @drenna on the discord I get a call from the person I left in charge saying that the whole project was screwed. Anyways I ended up getting pulled from some fun times into work and lots of meetings. Needless to say stressy Fox ensued. We got to the point where we had a path forward and I saw the light, this of course being several hours later and many coffees. My shoulders were tight, I was in a bad mood and I was still more than a little horny from earlier... I decided then that I was going to have some fun~ I kept drinking and enjoyed the feeling of building pressure as I finished my work. By the time I could crack my back and shut down my computer I was already at a strong 8.5 and very wiggly indeed. I went onto the discord to chat while I squirmed and foolishly mentioned my plans. From that moment on, @Biku, @Faust, @Pondera and @KozmoFox held my fate. As this community is apt to do, I was forbidden from using the bathroom by Koz until "I begged sufficiently hard enough." Being sufficiently worked up in stress and other things I thought this could be fun! A little bit of time with no control and people poking and prodding my bladder verbally...Plus many pets and words of encouragement had me quickly relaxing and getting very squirmy. I was at a solid 9 before I started begging. *OBLIGATORY DESCRIPTION PHASE* I am about medium height with a slender/ athletic build. Because I know someone is going to ask...Cs. I have a sort of olive colored skin. I was wearing my long brown and purple hair in a high ponytail and I had taken my glasses off as soon as I got off work. I may or may not have been wearing clothes while working in my home office so when people asked I went and put on my favorite outfit on. Black Blake RWBY tee with a purple plaid mini skirt. I don't remember the bra I had on but I think it was the purple one with the pink bow. My panties were white and black striped and cotton. I was wearing tall purple thigh socks to keep warm. *END DESCRIPTION* Now something to know about Etchyfox. I usually don't like begging, but at this point it was really helping me relax. I was rambling, bouncing and squirming in my chair. Twisting and turning, bucking my hips I could barely type and it showed on the chat. Koz was being mean and decided to sit back and watch as I squirmed, not replying at all to my requests to use the bathroom. At this point I was desperate. A solid 9.9 about to piss my seat and finally after 20 min of me asking koz where she was she comes back and gives me a challenge. Lean over my chair arms with my bladder and beg her to let me up. Good god that was hard. As soon as I leaned down I started dribbling into my panties. It was immediate. No chance to stop it. The only thing I could do was convince Koz to not make me wet my carpet. I begged. Typos and poor grammar plagued my chat as I couldn't think, type or hold it. Finally it got to the point where I was spurting. Not leaking. Not dribbling. I had about .5 seconds where I was peeing. Koz finally allowed me up and I immediately started dancing. I almost fell over trying to march in place with my legs crossed because that was all that was keeping in the rest. At this point my panties were wet and my socks were getting damp. I sat back down for a second on orders and immediately dribbled on the leather chair in my office. The chat at this point looked a little like this: KozPLEson ELT ME PEE PLES KJOz LET EM PEE KOZ ITS comING ouTT KJOZZIM GONA PEE I was begging her to at least let me pull down my panties and squat. She wasn't having it. Everyone was having a good time with this or so I'm told. Koz knows me a bit to well now I think. She knows when i'm about to burst and this was it. I couldn't hold it. This was the end, but koz was having none of that. "Get on your knees and beg" Fuck me that was the worst thing I have had to do EVER involving holding. By second two I was starting to pee. I could hear it on the carpet under me. I couldn't type. I couldn't breathe. I managed one cohesive sentence in the panic. "Kozmofox please let me pee." "RUN" she said and I ran, leaking the whole way. I knew I would never get to the toilet so I jumped in the bath, yanked down my panties and... OH MY GOD WAS IT BLISS. I was panting, shaking and spraying pee harder than I think I may have ever done before. Have you ever experienced relief so extreme all you can do is laugh? All the stress from the day and my bladder all bubbled forth in a mad giggle as I peed for over a minute. When I was done I just plopped by bare bottom down in the tub and relaxed. Better than any massage, better than meds, better than a therapist. Just friends and mad relief. Thanks to @Biku for the incredible art! Go check him out! He has a few comics out now that are well worth the money! Hope you all enjoyed the story!

Hi lads! Its your friendly neighbourhood KozmoFox, and I'm here today to give you the details on the absolute torture I went on yesterday. If you remember the second part of KozmoLotto V, you know I had art done. If you pay a lot of attention to the art-centric part of this community, you may also know that a certain @Biku won't even draw wetting even if you throw money at him. So one might be wondering how I managed to get him to do so. Essentially, Biku and I entered a certain business relationship that will hopefully become tradition. That being, he gives me art for my experiences, so I give him experiences for his art. This is going to be the tale of the second part, as everything I'm about to tell you is going to be rendered into the glorious art of Biku sometime soon. Half the purpose of me even writing out this experience is to provide him with an even better script to work with than all of the details I've already given him or the ones he were present for. Essentially, I paid him with my bladder, acting out his whimsy so he could get the most accurate depiction of the scenario in his mind that he possibly could. And it was utter torture. If you know Biku, you know he likes his Just Made It scenarios, and this was the goal for this one. But even if such a scenario is not to your particular taste, there may still be something for you, as I did not make it to the end of this day unscathed or without changing my clothes. The long and short of it was essentially, a bathroom gauntlet. I provided Biku with a map of my surroundings, and we pinned down 8 bathrooms. Before the challenge ever began, I was to consume 3 litres. THREE LITRES of fluid. Then after my class, I was to hit up every single bathroom, and stand in it for 2 minutes, each. If I ever leaked, I'd get an incremental penalty (1 minute, then 2 minutes, then 4, etc). After completing all of the bathrooms, I was to go back to the very first one and stand in it for a minute, before I could sit down and have my sweet relief. BUT THAT'S NOT ALL FOLKS. When that particular challenge was finished, I was to fill up on food and gatorade (warding off water intoxication) to initiate an immediate second hold, just to see how far a bladder that had just been through hell and back could go. No special nuances with that one, it would be just to see how my endurance could hold up. That was also absolute torture, but a new and different kind of torture. If you've read basically anything you know my general appearance. Pale medium height skinnysmol covered in tats. Currently rockin the teal hairdo. On this day I was wearing a beige jacket, a brown and white striped sweater (THE BEST TIME TO WEAR A STRIPED SWEATER...IS ALL THE TIIIIIIME), a blue skirt, black thigh highs, winter boots, and a nice matching set of teal underwear. Looked pretty professional if you ask me. Biku's Depiction (accurate as can be): It all began before I ever left for school. You can drink as much water as you can, but your kidneys only move so fast eh? So the idea was for me to start drinking before I ever left for school. I have a giant water bottle that can hold 2L, and it fit snugly into my bag. I drank a litre of water before I left the house, and even grabbed a coffee on the way. Once I got there and sat down in class, I polished off the coffee like nobody's business. I was going to be in that class for about an hour and a half, so I had that period to down another 2l. When I got there, I barely needed to pee at all. I could feel myself filling, but even if I wasn't holding I wouldn't go to the bathroom yet, barely anything there. Every little while, I'd open the bottle, chug down a bunch of gulps, and put it down for a bit to let my stomach settle. I'm not the biggest person on earth, so I had to let some filter, my stomach expand, all that. I was barely paying attention to the class, I was mainly doing site things on my laptop from where I was sitting in the back. Things got interesting towards the end of the class. It was very similar to the feeling you get from rapid desperation if you're familiar, where you're filling up your bladder faster than it can expand and accommodate, causing your bladder to feel unbearably full before you're even at max capacity because it just wasn't ready to be hit by a truck of water. This had me VIOLENTLY desperate in the last 20 minutes. If I was smarter I'd have thought of everything I just said about bladder expansion, but in these moments I was convinced I wouldn't even make it to the challenge itself. It was a wild eyed sort of panic, my foot frantically tapping on the ground, constantly shifting around as I waited for the clock to hit the class end time. I thought I had so little time that I actually packed up my things before the class was over, because I thought saving those precious seconds would mean all that much. They probably did, looking back. The posture change across this whole challenge was gradual. Starting out here, I was basically exactly as you see in the artwork. Determined, mildly frustrated and irked, just a little tense. I basically powerwalked with an absolute purpose straight to that first bathroom, like a stern mom looking for the manager. I walked in, walked to the sink, braced on it with one hand and stuffed the other between my legs. I let out some noise, the most pent up groan you will ever hear, probably sounded like someone having a bad day hearing that one stupid thing to break the camels back. A little jiggle and dancing later and I managed to finesse out my phone. I should probably mention I had a stopwatch app for measuring time in each bathroom. I also needed my phone to keep in contact with Biku; keep in mind the entire purpose of this entire debacle is for him to collect data on this scenario so it could be prepped as accurately as possible. Data I did provide gladly, but also in furious caps lock. This bathroom was one of the worst of the bunch, because of my aforementioned bladder issue of rapid expansion. I couldn't believe I was actually holding it because it felt like I was about to piss all over the floor. Eventually the two minutes passed, and I was able to make my way to the next two bathrooms, located in the cafeteria area. These two were probably the easiest; they weren't EASY, just the easiest by comparison. The absolute powerhouse of a strut I walked to get there must've helped my bladder settle and adjust to its growing shape. I was still in DIRE need of a bathroom, but it got just a touch easier, and that little touch to take the edge off was all I needed to clear the next two. They went much the same way as the first, me shaking and dancing like a leaf, propping myself up on the sink, my fingers and foot tapping way impatiently as I watched the clock. At this point I was beginning to sweat from all the effort, who knew that holding a full bladder and walking an entire campus with a full laptop bag of college supplies on your back would be a good workout? I was still quite badly in danger, but this was as collected I would be for the entirety of the challenge. I hit another bathroom in the hallway on the way, and I was really starting to feel the effects. The bladder settling only goes so far; you have a capacity, and adjusted or not I was reaching mine, with all of those litres of water steadily chugging their way through, like a tap into a water balloon. Having to stop in that bathroom made me very aware of that fact. The tapping of my feet and the shifting around were getting more and more intense with every passing moment, as stopping to take stock really sets your mind on things, and my mind did not like what it was thinking and feeling. Better yet, nobody I was chatting with on my phone would let me forget. This was the end of easy mode. And there's nothing quite to signal the end of an easy mode, like a sudden curve in difficulty. You see, on my way to bathroom #5, something bad happened. Something really really bad. I made my way to where I knew it was, up on the second floor, and continued my highly aggressive traversal. At least I did this, until I was in the second floor lobby, which was milling about with students, and very suddenly had to stop. I stopped, I stalled. My knees turned inward, and I hunched over ever so slightly. I could feel my face burn red hot as I felt my bladder protest, and decide that it wouldn't be taken so lightly. That it meant business. I couldn't believe it, not for a second that something so dastardly was about to happen to me. And then I leaked. Badly. Very badly. I felt the spray hit my underwear that were dry up until this point. Not a dribble. A spray. I felt it cover my nether regions, and pour a tiny river down my thighs as I instinctively pressed my legs together. I saw some hit the ground, and felt some saturate the side of one of my socks. In a lobby, rife with students. It perhaps hit me more in that moment than ever, just how dangerous this challenge was. My aggressive confidence went straight down the toilet. Stepping on the drops I had left with my boot, confident that they were inconsequential given the snowy climate causing people to track slush everywhere, I hobbled around the corner and into the bathroom. This was bad. This was very very bad. If I had been wearing say, jeans, the damage would be noticeable to everyone with eyes, and Biku was kind enough to point out that the skirt was his idea, and a good one. He also chose this moment to tell me that from now on, all time spent in the bathrooms was to be done inside a stall. All this on top of each other made this to be one of the harder bathrooms. I ended up in a stall, hand buried in my skirt (which was a terrible idea; given my underwear was now soaked, this spread the damage) with my arm propped up against the wall, and my head propped up against that. Squirming and gasping in extreme desperation, I suffered a full 3 minutes due to my penalty, every now and then another pang forcing me to shudder and crouch and bend my body ever so slightly. The people I was chatting with seemed to be a big fan of this development; in the span of a minute I had gone from my determined and angry desperate persona to an absolute wreck of a woman inches from wetting herself, standing right next to a toilet. And I'm telling you, I could not bear to look at that thing. I could not bare to listen to the other girls using the bathroom. I should probably thank the chat for that, for being the distraction letting me tune out the environment that very well could have doomed me right there on the spot. I was about to pop. I then had to find my next bathroom, which was a building away. I did not stride there. I did not confidently strut with determination. I hobbled, with my legs pressed together, feeling the dampness of my underwear and sock torment me. I had to pee. I really really had to pee. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, and that if I had any chance of victory, it was going to be very slim. I was dancing the wire, and BOY was I dancing, skating on thin ice above a river contained only by my bladder, which at this point felt massive. My abdomen, which is not a big abdomen, felt as hard as a boulder. I got in that next stall and I swear, the entire time was just me frantically whining on my phone. Victory almost felt hopeless. I needed to pee, I needed to PEE. I didn't think I could make it, not in a million years, and my fight or flight was on maximum overdrive, because I was all but certain that within the next few minutes I was about to make a complete mess, pissing myself in the middle of my college. Luckily, I had champions to my cause, who despite all of my moaning and panting and whining, the frantic typo-laden garbage I kept sending through my phone, they convinced me I could do it, they believed in me. Of course I had some naysayers, in this community there's always the ones who want the desperate girl to fail horribly and wet herself. But I was successfully convinced. I had 2 more bathrooms before finish line. I could do it. I'm not some pleb, I'm KozmoFox. I got this. And so I left that bathroom, knowing the final two were nearby, in such close proximity I could taste it, victory was so close, and then... I got fucking lost. Yeah, you heard me. My stupid ass got lost. Me, who has been a student at this college for 5 whole years, and been through the whole campus enough to navigate it with my eyes closed, got LOST. That's like getting lost in your own house. Do you know how absolutely, mindblowingly and ferally desperate to pee you need to be, to get LOST in your own HOUSE?! Because that was straight up me. In theory, I knew where the last two bathrooms should be. But my mind was so foggy, so frantic, so close to losing complete and utter control of the body it was piloting could not fit the pieces together, like a dog trying to play Tetris. So, I had to cheat a little. Just a little. It actually hurt my chances even to do so...because I went on autopilot trying to find another bathroom that I hadn't already been in. That counts, right? A bathroom is a bathroom, even if its not the originally intended bathroom. So I went down a flight of stairs, gingerly and carefully as not to jostle myself that little amount that would cause me to completely flood them, and started darting my eyes around. I saw a ramp and went nearly right back to where I was, because a desperate Kozmo on autopilot is the dumbest creature on earth. I knew I'd be like this well in advance, which is why Biku and I went over the details so painstakingly and carefully. And I still managed to fuck it up. Luckily, the goddess of omorashi must have been on my side, because there was one on the ramp. I flew in, went in a stall, and locked the door. Again, I resumed the song and dance. Brace against wall, hold onto my crotch for dear life because I was so close to losing it I could practically taste it. But I couldn't think about that, no, if I thought about it, I'd be a soaked mess of a student before you could say la li lu le lo, so again I turned to my chat, who reinforced my upcoming victory. That encouragement is all I held onto. This challenge would be crushed beneath my boot, I just needed to stay...well, I wasn't dry, I'd already had a pseudo-mini accident, but RELATIVELY dry. I just had to make it. I knew I couldn't leak anymore, I knew it. Dribbles tried to force their way out, and I used all of my willpower, all of my strength and any determination I had left, to hold them back. I wouldn't survive another minute long penalty. As I traversed to the final bathroom, and by traversed I mean looked for another random one, I had to toss all pride out the window. I didn't have a choice. Attempting to seem dignified would spell the end, I required every single ounce of strength in my body. I hobbled down a hallway, knowing there was likely and hopefully a bathroom at the end, and boy did I hobble. Down a hallway. In the middle of a school day, with a hand buried between my legs, hidden under my bag which I had slung over my front, as a final flimsy shield between me and shame. I didn't care if my skirt got wet from the dampness of my underwear anymore...I was so close, and I do not go down without every single ounce of fight I have. The last bathroom was indeed at the end of this hall. I was able to take bearing and understand where I was in relation to everywhere else, and realized I was essentially very close to where I had originally started, and what would be my final stop. I got in this bathroom, which was not a stalled one but a single door single toilet bathroom, locked it, and began to pace wildly, occasionally smacking a fist off my leg, groaning and hissing in frantic desperation, and just generally hobbling about. No more dribbles, no more leaks. Two more minutes and then homestretch. The knowledge kept me alive, invigorated, kept me holding on just so. Just. So. My bladder was a volcano, ready to erupt between my legs, any more liquid, any more jostling would be the end. But I would NOT let that happen. I was sweating and panting like an absolute maniac, my forehead feeling damp and my face feeling hot. Firing on all cylinders, max capacity, max effort. And with that two minutes done, home stretch. It was time to take this one home. Leaving that bathroom, and going very carefully up some stairs lead me to the two bathrooms I had originally intended to be 7 and 8. I would appreciate the irony later. Another hallway and a half of frantic, skirt tugging hobbling brought me to the first bathroom I had visited right after leaving class. Home base. I spent the whole 60 seconds I was required to spend before my relief violently pacing around that room. I tossed my bag AND my jacket aside, I was overheating too much. If I stopped moving, I'd think about my desperation, if I thought about my desperation, I would pee. That's just how that was going to be. I could have choreographed a dance routine with how much prancing and shaking I was doing. Leaning on the sink, stuffing my hands down my skirt, planting my head against walls, all that good stuff. Whining and practically yelling at my stupid clock, to hurry up, hurry the fuck up, I'm about to piss myself please hurry! The racket I was making in that bathroom would have been audible to anybody walking by, they probably would have thought a murder was taking place. The final ten seconds I read my final words of encouragement, crouching and bouncing on my heel in the middle of the bathroom. It was time. I was about to win. And then the time hit 0. I confirmed it with Biku. I told him it was time. The second I read "fine, go" I flew to the toilet, hoisted my skirt up, and I hooked my fingers around the band of my damp panties gingerly sliding them quickly down my legs and around my ankles. Looking at them, the teal all over the crotch area and a bit of the back was darkened significantly, and as I saw the bow on the front hit the floor at my feet, seeing them crumple felt like a good metaphor for what I was going through. I planted myself on the throne with my legs apart, leaning forward and practically drooling. And I let loose. It was the most heavenly feeling I've ever experienced in my life. The hiss of my pee spraying below me was completely deafening and I didn't care. I started a timer, at Biku's request, to see how long it'd go. The final time? 1 minute and 52 seconds straight of peeing. There was so much, I could have sworn in that moment I was peeing more than I'd ever peed in my life. I peed, and I peed, and I peed. Probably about a minute in I changed positions, flopping back against the wall and letting my head loll about a bit, making it so that I was basically half-laying on the toilet, basically ready to nap from pure, exhausted relief as I kept on peeing. Those 2 minutes felt like forever. They say a sneeze is an eighth of an orgasm...This felt like double. Eventually the flow tapered off and I must have sat on that toilet another 10 minutes, relaxing, recuperating, and just chatting in the chat. Every now and again I'd end up letting out another spurt...because you know, 3 litres is a LOT OF LIQUID and I still had plenty coursing through my system, and still filtering into my bladder. The kidneys do not care what the bladder is going through. Take that knowledge to heart. But then I was reminded...I had a second challenge to start immediately, and these still pumping kidneys were going to help with that. How far can a girl push a beaten and bruised bladder? I walked to the store, feeling more relieved and bouncy than I had in forever, literally lighter on my feet, and bought some chips and over a litre of gatorade. Gotta get those salts and electrolytes, it staves off water intoxication. Any person into holding should deeply familiarize themselves with this concept. When you drink as much as I just did, stuff gets washed out of your body, stuff like electrolytes which you could die without. You gotta drink a LOT for this to happen, but ALWAYS be safe before sorry. Therefore, on top of everything still filtering through my system, all this gatorade became the beverage of choice for the immediate round two. Writing on round two will be infinitely briefer. Mainly due to the fact that it was not a gauntlet challenge, or any sort of challenge with steps. It was simply a waiting game to see how long my overly tired battle could hold out. I had brought a change of clothes, because I know I'm a leaker and that getting out completely unscathed was slim. But I had no idea what I was about to go through, it was new territory. So I inclined to change after whatever was about to happen, not wanting to wear and then ruin a second pair of clothes. The build didn't take long, probably about another hour or so. My kidneys were still on overdrive, I still had a ton of water left in me, and I had just introduced a fair amount of gatorade into my system. Most of my time was spent sitting around by the cafeteria in a chair, munching on my doritos and polishing off the gatorade. It was pretty boring until I shifted in my seat and I felt a pang. A very interesting pang. I KNEW I wasn't filled yet, not to bursting...but my tired bladder was unbelievably sensitive. I walked around a little to test it, and sure enough, despite being maybe half full, I needed to pee again, and badly. Every little movement felt like it had a direct effect on my bladder, the sensitivity caught me super off guard but the sensation wasn't unpleasant. Say I crossed my legs, it would feel like the very bone of my leg was massaging directly onto the wall of my bladder, pulsing it and encouraging its release. Now I know it wasn't actually the bone, it was just the first metaphor I thought of upon experiencing it. If I took a step, I'd feel a sharp pulse, not an ache, not a dull throb, I mean a very sharp pulse that would make my thighs tremble. My bladder was very, VERY weak. Not gonna lie, it turned me on a fair bit, and if I hadn't been in a public place it was a sensation that would merit more experimentation, but this was not the day for that, nor the place. This was for SCIENCE. I wanted some peace and quiet and the day was fairly nice, so I decided to take my little rodeo of desperation outdoors. I knew a nice little crevice I could sit around in free from prying eyes, a wall that sort of curved around under an overhang. Realizing that I would not be able to hold this particular need nearly as long, I hopped back in the chat and let my gaggle of jerks know that the secondary event of the day was starting, and also soon to end. The people who earlier in the day my biggest showing of support, my rock, my source of courage...suddenly became quite dastardly. Suddenly it seemed like everyone wanted me to wet myself except Biku. I could feel my sensitive bladder expanding, and screaming for release due to the sensations of such expansion. Over the course of another fair bit, I went from uncomfortable standing around, to once more dancing on the spot, every movement tempting disaster, the sensitivity of my bladder doing me in far faster than any mass amount of liquid ever could. Yet they wanted me to wait, as much as I continually told them, with constant swearing and caps lock that "Hey, I'm going need to go inside soon, or I'm just not going to make it." Imagine that over several angry messages, conveying that thought. Meanwhile, in the legendary words of Biku... "kozmo no" As I stood there, hopping from toe to toe and mewling under my breath in utter sensitive agony, my tired bladder on the verge of just giving out, the dynamic very very swiftly changed. Firstly, my bladder was no longer Atlas, holding litres above his head to carry the journey forward. It was now more like a weak, shrivelled up raisin of an old person trying to hobble around without their cane and not fall over. Secondly, dear Biku pulled the trigger on something I never ever thought this bastion of making it and holding to the brink was even possible of comprehending. He brought out the big guns of torture. Enter my dearest waifu, whom I love so dearly, @Pondera. This waifu who in a short while, I'd open the chat to call a "huge bitch." Biku brought out this hound from hell itself, and let her off her chain. You see, Pondera has a very specific way with words. She knows how to verbally burst a bubble. How to pay the pied piper. How to make a person spill. Biku knew this. And Biku personally sicced her on me. I thought I could take it, and I stated so. After all, all of the other people trying to make me lose it weren't doing too much, all the remarks of pssssh and all the gifs and images couldn't do anything other than give me uncomfortable pains. What could this one person do? I practically dared her to try. And then for my transgression, I was delivered a nice little paragraph. A paragraph detailing in detail, all of the little feelings I must be feeling, every little sensation, bringing them all to my immediate attention. Telling me how tired and sore they must feel. Tempting me to just give into these feelings and let go. Ever realize you done fucked up? It was at that moment Kozmo knew, she fucked up. I thought I was Obi-Wan on the high ground, telling her not to bother. I was actually Anakin, doing something stupid and getting crippled for it. I played coy. I said she shouldn't bother, that it was useless. Boom, another short paragraph, dealing absolute crippling pangs straight into my bladder. I told her that this should last, not to ruin the fun. Paragraph. I doubled over, my pee hole feeling like it was about to violently erupt into my already disgraced clothes. I told her to stop. That she should just stop. Just stop. She kept going. It was at this moment I knew, if I heard another word, I was going to piss myself right there. After being dealt all these blows and my bladder being so tired, I wasn't sure I could make the short journey back into the college and to the bathroom by the door. I told her if she kept going I wasn't going to make it. She kept going. I started to beg. I started to beg her to stop. I begged with my life, which was basically on the line. From determined woman to frail, nearly leaky girl. I wasn't going to make it to the toilet. I wasn't going to make it. I begged her to please let up. Then she dealt a critical hit. I read it and for a moment, a terrifying moment, right there in public, outside my college, the floodgates burst open. Tears streaming down my cheeks, my hand stuffed in my skirt, it gushed out. Through my already sodden panties, through the front of my skirt, through my fingers onto the ground. Pee blazed a trail down my legs, soaking my socks, one stream going straight into my boot, making me feel the warmth pool around my foot. I saw a giant explosion fall from directly between my legs onto the brick beneath me, the wet stain looking like someone had dropped a water balloon straight onto the ground, a giant wet puddle and rivulets scattered everywhere. All from what was maybe a two second mega-leak. I barely got it back together, my bladder muscles quivering, screaming, barely managed to type on my phone, one last soft beg. To please stop, I was going to full on wet myself and had already started. I was sniffling from the pure tired effort of keeping it in. I was far from strong. I was about to keel over and collapse into a wet mess. Biku realized this, and called a cease-fire. It was the end game, and he knew it, and wanted to see if I'd make it that final stretch. He put the hound back on the leash, and she backed off before she could finish me off. Upon being told to go, I hobbled back to the door of the college. I left a trail the whole way. My bladder control was gone, and I kept spurting, sputtering, and dribbling with every pulse, straight into my clothes and onto the ground. The trail from my spot to the door was easy to follow with the eye. I entered the school saw people coming for the door. I initiated ninja training and scurried forward and down the hall to the right as fast as I could, right into what was bathroom #3 in the first challenge. Still leaving droplets pattering behind me, I dove into a stall and locked the door. My bladder knew where I was, and had none of it. The stream started, slowly but surely, the pitterpattering of drops on the tile underneath me audible enough to make me nearly cry. The front of my skirt was drenched, absolutely no saving it. I didn't bother to try moving it out of the way as I once more hooked my thumbs around the band of my poor panties and pulled them down, seeing them having been soaked every which way. It was surreal, seeing my borderline loss of control up close, pulling down my underwear and seeing firsthand the drops leaving me and striking my panties as they fell around my ankles yet again, falling into the small puddle beneath my feet, even the cute waistband receiving damage. I plopped onto the toilet. I had lost the battle...but I had won the war, and once more claimed victory. I spewed the inner river of my turmoil into the toilet bowl, knees together as I arched my back leaning forward and turning my head upward, not daring to look at the mess below and letting that small shame destroy my greater victory. Against all odds and torment, I once again had made it. Timing this one, the pee lasted over a minute. Half the length of the previous one, but the sensation of my poor bladder getting the relief it had been murdering me to get was pure bliss. Pure, and utter, fucking, bliss. The bliss of a hard earned success. My bladder wasn't the same for the rest of the day. Luckily, I had a change of clothes, and was able to go about the rest of my day and observe my functions without any issue, except for a close call after a meeting I had, and then another on the drive home that required a rest stop for a 10 minute drive. Yeah, my bladder was so weak I couldn't last a 10 minute drive without having to stop for another toilet victory. But all and all, this experiment for science? Yeah no, it wasn't that bad. There's something about the taste of victory that really hits all those nice feelings. While I'm mostly a fan of desperation and accidents, even I can't deny that maybe there's something about actually making it at the very brink that has its own separate appeal, at least when doing it rather than watching. After all, if I continue having accidents in my experiences, there's gotta be a couple of victories in order to make the losses feel like losses. And all the losses I've had, really made these victories feel like victories. Maybe, just maybe there's something to this whole "just made it" thing. I'll be flayed alive in the discord for saying so, but don't take this as a conversion. Just a curt nod of respect and acknowledgement. The moral of the story is, I have a very unique way of paying for art. And I'm probably going to end up doing it again. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This entire debacle is going to be the basis for some Biku art later. So stay absolutely tuned. Tuned as fuck. TUNED. THIS. THIS THING. ^ THAT. IS GOING TO BE BIKU'D. SO THAT. STAY. TUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNED.