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  1. Disclaimer: this comment is to anchor my progress. More content to come here. Also... Warning: this is an ABDL story. Fetishes are bound to be visualized. If you don't like any of the fetishes shown here, please click off the story. The romance story "The Heartwarming Flood" is not known for its vanilla sex scenes, after all!
  2. **Quick Notes: This is my first story on here. I didn't intend for it to be so long, but I like the way it turned out so that's positive. Any feedback is greatly appreciated. I hope you all enjoy. End of notes** Today is the day. The day she's finally going to do it. Emma had made up her mind part way through her work week. She was going to be desperate in public. From that slow day at her office onward she had a difficult time focusing. Instead she was going through the logistics of how she was going to make it happen. At 25 years old and having felt an attraction to seeing other women desperate, it seemed cruel to deny herself of her desire any longer. Needing to pee was easy enough, Emma planned to drink a sizable glass of water before bed and would wake up feeling the need to go soon. Having the need for a bowel movement on cue was the thing that was occupying her thoughts. One of the websites she would frequent had people talking about inserting frozen peeled bananas to simulate the feeling of needing to go. She had played with herself anally from time to time so using bananas seemed simple enough (although using frozen ones sounded uncomfortable at best). Either way, she had a plan and Saturday morning couldn't come soon enough. Emma's eyes snapped open on Saturday morning and she couldn't stop herself from smiling. It was here. As she went to sit up she felt the signals in her formidable bladder tell her to try to find a place to release. She was hoping it wouldn't feel quite so full because there was still preparation to be done before she walked out the door, but she was confident she could make it work. She walked into her closet and looked at the clothing she had carefully laid out the night before. Emma wanted to be looked at while desperate and her choices reflected that. Instead of a bra, her F cup boobs would have pasties on them and no real support other than the tight fitting tunic-style shirt she wore over them. She had considered panties but after a bit of thought decided that she got more excitement out of having nothing between her plump ass and the shapely leggings she had ordered online. To play it safe though, she placed a camel-toe prevention pasty over her vagina to make sure nothing that could give her a UTI could get in. Once dressed, she walked quickly to the kitchen and pulled a plate with 3 large, peeled, and halved bananas on it out of the freezer and walked it to the bedroom. Emma's heart started to quicken as she set down the plate and pulled out a bottle of lube from the night stand. Is she trying new things too quickly? Should she just try this at home first? No, she hadn't done all this planning just to back out now. She dropped her leggings around her ankles and bent herself over a pillow on the edge off her bed. This, off course put extra pressure on her bladder which sent a warning signal to her brain. After some adjustments to lessen that strain, Emma took a banana half and very lightly lubed the tip of it. She wasn't sure if it would need much but knew if she put too much they would probably just try to slide right back out, so she opted for less. Freezing them first definitely made insertion a little uncomfortable, but the amount of pushing she had to do to slide it in past her tight ring probably would have just mushed up an unfrozen one. Once it was fully in, she took a second to see how it felt. The warmth of her rectum was already helping with the cold, but Emma realized that meant she might have issues putting in more if she waited too long. Biting her lip she began slipping halves up after the first one. Two. Three. Four. After the fourth she paused again. The pressure she was feeling was strong. The 2 large bananas worth of mass in her bowels already felt like they were starting to ask for release. Since she had only prepared that many halves because she was sure that any more would be too much, she decided she was satisfied with what she had and hurriedly pulled up her tight leggings. As Emma walked into her garage to get into her SUV, her body started stressing to her just how badly she needed to go. Her bladder was begging for its morning release and her sphincter was already starting to feel the effects of what it was trying to hold back. As she climbed into the driver seat, she already felt a stirring in her vagina. The mixture of needing to pee, needing to poop, having (essentially) some quick anal play, and going into public desperate was turning her on like never before. She was almost shaking as she pulled out into the street and started on her way to the coffee shop about 20 minutes away. As she made her way there, Emma started to think about the coffee shop that was a vital part of her plan. Not only was it a decent ways away from her small home, it also had to important characteristics. One, it was located just off the freeway that ran through her town. This meant that the two stall women's room was frequently in use. The second, is that because so many people tried to use it, there were signs everywhere stating that their restrooms were for paying customers only. Although there were signs like this other places, the staff there must be constantly pushed to enforce it because they always seem vigilant for people trying to break it. This meant that she wouldn't be able to relieve herself as soon as she got there. Emma came to a stop at a red light almost exactly halfway to her destination. She looked over at the gas station on the corner, thinking about using their toilet to give herself the release her body longed for. She knew even if she wanted to chicken out, she wouldn't be able to there. That particular gas station had no public restrooms available. A sudden honk made Emma jump in her seat. A spasm shot through her bladder as her legs clamped together in response to stop herself from leaking. She looked up and realized that during her musings about using a toilet, the light had changed and she was holding up traffic. She blushed slightly and quickly accelerated, continuing on towards the coffee shop. Pulling into the parking lot she parked in a spot as quickly as possible and walked towards the coffee shop as fast as her body would allow her to. Her bladder was throbbing at this point and wouldn't be able to take much more and her anus was aching from trying to stay clamped shut for so long. She walked in and immediately got in line behind three other people. The need to release was so strong that Emma couldn't stop herself from bouncing in place. As she did so her unrestrained breast bounced merrily along. She had already caught the eye of a couple of people trying to slyly look her over but now at least a few people were just outright watching. It was an amazing feeling. A fresh wave of arousal jumped in with all of the other sensations vying for her attention. Two people had already ordered leaving just a 30-something year old woman who also seemed to be contending with needs of her own. While the woman was at the counter ordering, an audible fart could be heard followed by an immediate clenching of her buttocks. As she walked away from the counter she immediately walked towards the restrooms. Emma carefully walked up to the counter and ordered an extra large coffee and with trembling hands paid as fast as the transaction would allow. Turning to walk towards the restrooms she gave a quick look around. Most of the coffee shop patrons were looking at her and watching her predicament unfold. Her cheeks flushed deeply as she made her way to the incredible relief that awaited her. Rushing as quickly as she could, Emma opened the bathroom door to find that only one of the two stalls were occupied, obviously by the woman from the line. Emma hobbled into the stall and started to pull her tights down and remove her lower pasty. The promise of relief was too much for her aching bladder which started to spurt out urine. She slammed herself down on the toilet and started to unleash an absolute torrent of urine. A moan escaped her lips as she started to feel the relief. Suddenly, the door of the restroom banged open and someone came in swearing about "the fucking bitch at the counter not letting people pee" and walking up to the stalls. This sudden interruption made Emma's bowels start to open up along with her bladder. Although she had gotten some attention, she didn't want to be done with her adventure and tried to stop both from releasing. Her stream trickled to a stop and her anus struggled to shut. The woman in the neighboring stall grunted lightly as she obviously emptied her bowels. The sounds of some else's relief made Emma's bowels try again to do the same. Panicking, she plunged her middle finger into her own ass to push the faux bowel movement back up. Hearing the other woman defecating meant that the woman waiting started knocking on Emma's stall saying that the other woman would be too long. Emma quickly (as she could without losing control anyway) removed her finger, wiped, reapplied the pasty and excited the stall. The woman who was waiting was Hispanic, early 20s, and attractive in her own right. Before Emma could say anything the woman pushed past to get into the stall. Trying to quickly slam shut the stall door and latch it, she failed at both as it bounced back open. Emma looked in as the woman got her jeans over her round ass and then groaned, "Oh, -- FUCK." The loud hissing was unmistakable as the woman started to pee herself while still standing. Emma watched enjoying the unexpected show until the woman turned and looked at her, glaring at Emma for seeing her embarrassment. Emma stuttered out an apology, washed her hands and left. Grabbing her coffee that was in danger of getting cold on the way out, she started to drink it as fast as she could. There was only about a third of it left by the time she reached her SUV. The release of some of her urine seemed to by her some time, but not much since she didn't release it all and her bladder seemed to be weakened but the hold she had endured. As she started the drive back towards her house, it was Emma's bowels that were the thing taking her focus. Being so close to release and then being forced back up meant that her bowels were now screaming for release. Her anus was now in a state of constantly slowly being forced open by the banana-half closest to the entrance before being forced shut again. Each time it was harder to regain control. Eventually, she resorted to driving with one hand while having the other firmly placed on her ass. As she continued he desperate drive Emma started to revisit the accident she witnessed in the coffee shop in her mind. Another wave of arousal tingled through her body, even as she began to sweat with the effort of containing that which was demanding release. That was what she wanted. She wanted to lose some control with someone watching. As the gas station from before came into view Emma immediately form her plan. Turning into the gas station and parking right near the entrance, Emma scrambled out of her vehicle and unashamedly holding her butt with both hands she walked in through the slider doors. The male cashier looked up before locking his eyes firmly on Emma’s breast, once again bouncing as she danced in the spot trying to hold it all in. “Do you have a bathroom?” Emma asked, already knowing the answer. “No,” he started to reply, forcing himself to look at Emma’s eyes and sounding genuinely apologetic, “we don’t have a restroom for customers.” Emma swore and spun around to go back out the door but then stopped and put her hands on her hips. Her knees locked against each other as she pushed her ass out slightly. The shortest lapse in effort was all her relief-seeking asshole needed to open up. She unintentionally gasped as the first half of banana escaped and tented out the seat of her leggings before nestling in between her quaking cheeks. She looked up sheepishly at the cashier who had a look of shock, opening and closing his mouth repeatedly trying to find words. Emma started to take a step towards her SUV when another half of a banana started to force it’s way out. She thought she would have been able to regain control after the first one, but her body wanted more relief. This one emerged much more slowly as Emma struggled to force her opening shut. The further out the banana got the more it seemed like a lost cause, even though the bananas were starting to get mushy it was still firm enough to resist being clamped down on. Emma released a shuttering groan as she lost the battle. “We have an employee restroom you can...” the attendant started to say before Emma awkwardly, but quickly, waddled back to her vehicle to get in. As she sat down in the driver seat the contents of her pants mushed up against her. Sitting down was a strange feeling, but helped her regain a little control, for the moment at least. As she went to back out of the parking space she glanced at the cashier one more time and saw he was staring at her through the window, still trying to come to terms with what had happened so quickly. Emma’s face flushed a deep red as she pulled away. Quickly downing the remainder of her coffee, Emma’s mind was racing. Someone had seen her have an accident. She legitimately lost control in front of someone. Keeping one hand on the wheel again Emma reached a hand inside the front of her leggings to tease her clit which was now starting to demand attention loud enough to be heard over her partially relieved bladder and bowels. However, her fingers instead met with the anti-cameltoe pasty still placed over her vagina. What seemed like a great idea at the time now just felt like a cruel joke played on herself. Emma fervently rubbed herself up and down on the pasty taking the muffled stimulation over none at all. As Emma was nearing the 5 minute mark to being back home her need to use the bathroom had reached critical levels again. Her body had processed the coffee quickly and filled her bladder once more to the point of bursting. On top of that, having a mess in her leggings seemed to be signaling her body to just finish releasing her bowels and have that relief. Knowing she would be home soon Emma felt her needs even more intensely. If she started to pee the pasty would likely come off, which was tempting to do just so she could access her vagina. However, the mess slowly spreading in her pants was confirmation that it should stay on for the time being. Since that was the case anyway, Emma put all of her focus into keeping her bladder from leaking, which meant relaxing her ass once more. Immediately, the remaining banana halves, now fairly mushy started to force their way into Emma’s already crowded pants. The sounds and physical sensations were telling her that she was pooping herself, fueling the demand for stimulation coming from her vagina. By the time Emma was pulling up to her home her ass was the only thing that felt like it finally could relax. Waiting for the garage door to open felt like an eternity. Once it was, Emma parked inside it and was biting her lip and gripping the steering wheel with all her might. She quickly pressed the button on the remote and got ready to get out once the garage door finished its agonizingly slow decent. Finally, the door came to a stop. Emma scrambled out of the SUV and immediately dropped her leggings to her ankles. Once the mess was clear, she ripped off the pasty that had been denying her orgasm and started to play with her aching clit. The sudden stimulation made her tense in such a way that a single spurt released from her bladder, making her have to stop and hold herself as she clamped down on her urethra once more. Emma decided that she would play with herself on the toilet in the nearby bathroom, however she had to get there with her messy leggings still around her ankles. She tried to quickly get them off completely but couldn’t get them past her shoes. Frantically, she pulled them off and stepped out of her leggings. Now in the house, Emma raced to the bathroom pinching and rubbing her clit all the way. As she reached the toilet, Emma all but slammed herself down down on it. Her mind was feeling numb after all her body had been through, her thoughts were filled with nothing besides her need to pee and her need to orgasm. As one hand continued to play with her clit, Emma put two fingers on her other hand inside herself. She continued to give herself all the stimulation she could, relishing the sensations. After so long she could feel the orgasm start to well up inside herself. She withdrew the fingers from inside herself and slid back on the toilet seat angling herself carefully. As the stimulation of Emma’s clit drove her rapidly approaching orgasm closer, she used her other hand to start pushing hard against her bladder. The force was to much for her beleaguered bladder and urethra. As her body started to awash in the waves of orgasmic release it also felt the pure pleasure of being able to pee without restraint, finally. It took a good minute for all of the feelings of euphoria to subside, followed by Emma slumping back against the toilet. She was going to need to do this again.
  3. This is the picture that's on the title page when you first enter AGD....most people on this site know about it, I'm sure. ^^
  4. All day Candy tries again Candy set herself her usual target: all day without a pee. After the disaster that was yesterday she was more determined than ever. Using the bathroom was just so time consuming, distracting and inconvenient and the feeling of a full bladder was delicious, thrilling and exciting. She’d woken horny in her strapless nighty, her large breasts feeling sensitive and tingly, her nipples hard and longing. Just touching her own body set it on fire as she suddenly pressed her hand between her legs and stroked her naked vagina. She hadn’t used the bathroom before bed and urgently had to go, so urgently she was seconds away from wetting the bed. Jumping up she ran to the toilet and released a huge long pee as she tweaked her nipples with fingers wet from her own vagina. She sighed in satisfaction and relief but also in excitement that this would be the last time she went for at least 12 hours. Regardless how desperate she got she would hold today until bedtime. There was nothing like the ecstasy of a huge long release after a long hold to bring her massive sexual desire and Candy knew that the longer the hold the better the high of the release, like a full day of fore play before sex. Candy showered, put her make up on naked, then dressed in a figure hugging revealing black dress that sat above her knees with her favourite bra and matching lace knickers. She made herself an instant coffee and buttered a croissant then after breakfast drove to work in her cosmetic shop. The mall she worked in was warm and before opening Candy made herself a mug of tea. First trade was usually quiet and she hoped she’d get to drink it all. Her colleague still wasn’t back until next week so Candy set about updating her window display and blowing some balloons up for some colour. The morning flew in with a steady trickle of customers and Candy had a lovely surprise when the newsagent next door popped in with a fresh roll from the nearby bakers and a latte. Mukesh was lovely and Candy admired him as a fellow businessman. They helped each other take in deliveries when busy and exchanged cash now and again if they needed change. Candy paid Mukesh and thanked him as she cleaned a shelf of lipsticks. Heading back to the till with the filled roll and drink Candy sat behind the desk away from the public as she had another working lunch. With the door of the shop open a light draft sent cold air under the table and onto Candy’s bare legs making her shiver a little and cross her legs. She smiled to herself realising she’d had the first signal from her bladder knowing it would get stronger and stronger as the day went on. True to her thoughts by mid afternoon Candy was much more aware of her body and her bladder especially. By 3:40 the tingling was becoming more distracting but Candy knew no matter how much her body protested she would make it wait. When Mukesh popped by asking if she had change of a ten pound note Candy wasn’t even aware that her legs were constantly moving and her thighs squeezing. As Candy leaned forwards to open the till drawer Mukesh had a clear view of her breasts as her dress moved down her chest as she leaned over. Coming to the front of the till Mukesh watched as Candy crossed her high heeled strapped sandals on the floor and swung her knee in and out rhythmically. Handing Mukesh the change and taking the note it was clear Candy was distracted and fidgety. Mukesh smiled and left having enjoyed the view. Candy was extremely attractive and seeing her movements was quite a turn on. Back alone Candy tried distracting herself with work, revelling in the beautiful tingling sensation between her legs. When a late customer came in close to finishing Candy struggled to stay still. Her whole body longed to relax and release but Candy loved the feeling so much she refused to give in. She wriggled openly on the seat behind the till then struggled to concentrate when the customer asked a simple question. Candy could feel her body yearning, bursting, desperate, but even at the risk of the customer noticing she couldn’t hide it any longer. Her squirming and fidgety behaviour was increasing her sexual desire and she was enjoying herself immensely. Finally Candy closed the shop, cashed the till up and left out the back door passing the toilet she never used. In her own car she grabbed between her legs and squirmed like crazy to keep holding back, loving every second of the feelings it gave her. As always the traffic was quite heavy and throughout the journey Candy spoke to herself ‘So gotta pee. So not going! Bursting but you can hold this Candy. Don’t you dare pee yet!’ Arriving home intensified the feelings immensely and Candy pee danced around her house as she hung her coat up and made her way to her kitchen. Yesterday she had held right through cooking and wet herself washing dishes but tonight she was absolutely determined she would hold it longer. Regardless how much her bladder moaned she refused to give in to it’s stupid demands. As if to taunt it more she immediately poured a glass of cold water, adding ice from the freezer and drank it down as she looked for something to cook. The fridge had little to offer other than some salad but she had some breaded chicken in the freezer and a few potatoes so put the chicken in the oven and peeled the potatoes all the time constantly moving, moaning and squirming. She sat on the breakfast bar stool and wiggled against it trying desperately not to give in to her bladder’s demands. One hand down her dress top and in her lace bra fondling her breasts and the other inside her knickers she pressed against the seat, squirmed and stroked herself loving the feelings it brought and knowing it was 100% intensified by her over full bladder. Her nipples were hand and protruding, her vaginal lips swollen and puffy, her clitoris tender and raised. Candy longed to pee but equally longed for sexual climax as she gazed around the kitchen wondering what to do. She slid the cutlery drawer open but seeing nothing to help she closed it and opened the next drawer which had all sorts of various cooking utensils. With her hand still between her legs and her pussy pounding she grabbed a wooden spoon and smiled. Holding the spoon end she pulled the gusset of her knickers aside and inserted the handle into her own vagina, moaning and pulsating and shaking as she did. She was dying to release so much excess bladder fluid but equally so aroused and horny she fucked herself with the wooden spoon handle as she clung to any hope of not pissing herself while her dinner cooked. Having orgasmed once Candy was sweating and dry mouthed as she poured herself some wine to drink as she dished up her dinner. For a minute her urgent need to pee subsided as her body recovered from her sexual high but by the time she sat down again to eat she had to slip a sandal off and sit on her foot to prevent herself wetting. ‘You need to wait bladder. A few more hours and I’ll let you go!’ Thankful for just a few dishes to wash and recalling how she had wet herself doing this same job yesterday Candy washed up as quickly as she could, having to stop a few times to hold herself and dance. God she urgently had to pee! Walking into the main room Candy thought about running to the toilet. She’d got further than yesterday but she so dearly wanted to know how much longer she could wait. She sat on her couch and switched the TV on fidgeting and rocking to prevent any leaks. Wow her favourite programme was just starting! How perfect. Candy was determined to keep her bladder on hold until the hour programme finished. Sitting on the couch she had a hand between her legs as she bounced her knee, wriggled and rocked. Drinking more wine Candy played with her body as her need grew and grew exponentially loving every single second. Oh how she adored this feeling but oh how dangerous it was too. As her wine finished she leaned forward to pour out more but alas her body was at it’s absolute limit and leaning on the edge of her own sofa with a bottle of wine in her hands Candy clenched her face and thighs simultaneously as her urethra popped open despite everything and a river of gushing warm urine ran down her bare legs and formed a huge running puddle at her feet. She’d made it to 11 hours but she had to do better. She watched the rest of her programme in her soaked clothes as she masterbated through them, proud of herself but equally disappointed. Tomorrow she would make it to bedtime without peeing. She set her mind to it. She had to. She wanted to. She was determined to whatever happened.
  5. had a message requesting a story about a female holding all day by choice only to wet herself washing dishes. So here it is: All day Candy Candy set herself a target: all day without a pee. She had far too much to do and going to the bathroom consumed way too much time and would stop her concentrating enough. Her first day back in her cosmetics shop after a long few months closed due the pandemic would be manic anyway. So much cleaning, organising and stock taking. She’d kept her assistant on government aid another week until things settled down more. She woke, showered, and peed at 7:30 and vowed she wouldn’t go again until bedtime. She had a mug of tea with breakfast and headed to work. By 9am the shop was open and a steady trickle of customers came by. Mid morning a short break in customers allowed Candy to make herself a quick coffee. Thankfully she got to drink it all warm as customers came slowly but steadily. In between there was so much cleaning, so much organising, fresh seasonal stock to order, and a huge pile of mail to work through. Working alone there was absolutely no time to use the bathroom at the back anyway. Too much potential for theft if nothing else. For lunch she had brought in some sandwiches and water and in between work she somehow managed to consume both too. It wasn’t until around mid afternoon that her bladder even signalled it might want emptied soon. Candy laughter at its indignation and carried on working, loving the distraction and the feeling of a filling bladder. Unconsciously her legs moved more, her thighs squirmed and her urethra thumped between her legs, her need increasing fast as the tea, coffee and water worked through her body. By 4:30 she was very aware of her need and conscious to avoid customers seeing her unprofessional. Her tights and high heeled black strappy shoes, her short skirt and revealing top over her large breasts making holding between her legs impossible to do unnoticed. Candy sufficed by clenching tightly, pulling a leg up behind her at times, moving lightly from foot to foot and pressing her thighs together, sweating more with the effort. Finally she was able to shut up shop and drive home, though the rush hour traffic had her bouncing in her seat and pressing hand against the seat. She just had to cook, clean up and get through the evening and then she could go. Oh how she longed to be able to go so badly! Finally in her house she pee danced as she opened the fridge to find food. Lightly frying some fish she couldn’t stand still as she grabbed between her legs with one hand turning the fish with the other, moaning how bursting she was to go. She poured a glass of water as she sweated so much. For speed she microwaved some rice and sat at her breakfast bar tightly crossed legged and squirming as she ate her dinner and drank her water. Still determined to wait until bedtime she rocked on the chair and bounced with urgent need for release. Her bloated bladder made her skirt elastic tight and her top was damp with sweat but still Candy was determined. She laughed as she felt her hard bladder but then had to courtesy and grab herself as laughing made her dribble a bit. She didn’t care what she looked like she was just loving the feeling of pressure, the constant tingling and the relentless thundering of her urethra against the damp crotch of her knickers. She felt sexy, naughty and hugely aroused! But God she was frantic to pee now! Finally finished her meal she scraped the left overs into her food bin and collected the dishes into the sink. Absolutely determined to wash up before she used the bathroom she leaned on the counter and tensed every muscle in her body as she ran the hot water until it ran hot enough. She squeezed out some washing up liquid and picked up her sponge as another strong urge caused her to bend forwards and wedge a hand to her crotch. ‘Gotta pee. Gotta pee. Gonna hold. Gonna wait.’ She muttered over and over. With her high heeled shoes tapping on the tiled floor and her thighs circling and pressing against the counter in urgent need, Candy tried to carry on washing up, her body convulsing in desperation. She washed the cutlery and her breakfast plates and put them on the rack, tears forming in her eyes with the intensity of holding. Her hair was wet with sweat, her legs frantically marching, her thighs rubbing, her urethra barely holding the huge amount inside her bladder now. She brushed the inside of her glass to clean it in the sink of warm water which tortured her more. Then she turned the tap on to rinse it out...but as water poured from the tap Candy felt her urethra give way between her legs and with an almighty huge gush...a full days worth of urine poured loudly and fiercely out through her pink spotty knickers making the crotch drenched and turning the single stream flow into a multi stream outpouring forming a huge puddle between her shoes. Candy laughed at the thrilling feeling, loving touching and exploring her soaked knickers gusset and wet tights. ‘Oh well. Tomorrow we try again!’ She didn’t feel like taking her clothes off right away so finished everything that needed done before bed in her soaked outfit before showering and putting a strapless nighty on for bed, not even bathing to pee again before she fell asleep. Using the bathroom was just such an inconvenience. She just needed to master holding longer.
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