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  1. It's been far too long since I posted here, and I've built up a backlog of stories from commissions I've done. This one's a commission by @Zenkopan staring Umi, Kotori, and Honoka from Love Live! I hope you guys enjoy! Also, sorry not sorry for the pun title. It entered my brain and I knew I couldn't NOT name the story that, even if it's a bit cringy. A Midsummer Hike's Stream Umi stared out the windows of the old bus excitedly as it drove up the winding road into the mountains. Beside her were Honoka and Kotori, chatting happily yet less enthusiastically as they felt the bumpy road shake the bus’s frame and watched as the road narrowed up ahead. Umi had invited the two of them to take a short day trip up into the mountains with her, and she was excited for the hike ahead. Umi herself hadn’t gone hiking in quite a while. She had been quite busy with μ's and her other responsibilities, and the last few times she had gotten a short break, the weather hadn’t been the best for hiking, so she wound up postponing her trip multiple times. That was until one of μ's lives had taken them up where they were now, near a popular hiking trail. The others had already gone home to rest after a successful show, but Umi wasn’t about to miss the chance to hike a popular spot she had heard so much about. Not to mention the weather was finally perfect-- not too hot nor too cold, and clear skies the whole day-- and so here she was. Honoka and Kotori were there more for the opportunity to spend time together with Umi rather than for the hiking itself, though that wasn’t to say they weren’t looking forward to it. They were all dressed and packed for the occasion. Umi was wearing a simple white and blue t-shirt that was neither too tight to restrict her movements, nor too loose to catch on stray twigs and branches. She had a brimmed cap to keep the sun out of her eyes, and had on a pair of shorts with hiking boots and long socks. Next to her was a lightweight but fully-packed bag of supplies and food for the trek. Honoka and Kotori were also dressed pretty well, though perhaps not as prepared as Umi was. Kotori was wearing a green t-shirt and a white skirt with black bike shorts underneath, as well as comfortable looking sneakers. Honoka was wearing a light orange blouse left unbuttoned over a black shirt and denim shorts, though her sandals were definitely less appropriate footwear. They both had their own packed backs of hiking supplies, courtesy of Umi helping them through the process. Although they were both packed much lighter than Umi, since if they needed anything she could always lend them supplies from her bag. The bus finally slowed as it pulled into the entrance to the hiking trail, and Umi and the other two eagerly stood up. They stretched their legs as they stepped off the bus, and Umi closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath as she looked around. There was a station at the start of the trail with restrooms and amenities, as well as a large map and signage clearly designating the correct path as it weaved its way up into the mountains. “Wow, there’s a lot more people here than I expected,” Honoka looked around, surprised. Sure enough, around them there was quite the crowd, a number of groups ranging from families looking like they were here for a picnic to hikers fully kitted out with large backpacks stuffed with supplies. It wasn’t just Honoka who was surprised. This was a lot more people than Umi expected to see, even for a well-known trail during a popular season for hiking. “Yeah, I’m surprised it’s so busy,” Umi agreed. “Maybe it’s because of the show yesterday,” Kotori pointed out, “We weren’t the only group performing, and there were a lot of people there.” “Oh! You really think some of these people might have seen our live yesterday?” Honoka asked excitedly. Umi looked around again nervously, “I don’t know, I kind of hope not.” “Why not?” Kotori asked, tilting her head to the side. Honoka seemed equally confused. “I guess it would feel weird to be recognized here,” Umi answered, “I’m used to hiking being a personal hobby, so I guess I’d rather not worry about other people knowing who we are.” Honoka and Kotori nodded, and Honoka replied, “I can kind of see that.” It was clear from her tone she didn’t quite agree with Umi on this one, even if she understood where she was coming from. Then again, it was unfair of Umi to expect her to fully understand. Honoka wasn’t into hiking as much as Umi was, so to her, this probably just felt like another day out. For Umi, however, this was something she enjoyed deeply, and wanted to keep it personal. “Anyway, we should set off on the trail,” Umi encouraged them, “It’s a pretty long path, and I want to give us plenty of time to rest once we reach the end before turning back.” “Sounds good!” Kotori nodded. “Let’s go!” Honoka beamed enthusiastically, charging ahead. Umi rushed up to catch up to her before she stepped out onto the trail and grabbed her hand, holding her back from running ahead carelessly. “Stick with me, you two. I know I helped you set up the map and trail path on your phones which should still work if we lose phone service, but it’s still possible to lose the GPS signal or have them malfunction. I packed us paper maps, but they’re harder to navigate, so we can still get lost if we’re not careful. This is a pretty popular, well-marked trail and there’s a lot of people here, so it’s not that dangerous, but we should play it safe and make sure to stick together.” “R-right,” Honoka nodded. With that, the three girls stepped out onto the trail proper and began hiking. Umi took in a deep breath of the fresh mountain air as she walked. Since they were still relatively close to the entrance, there were a lot of trail markers and signs along the path for those just entering, but soon they gave way to trees and bushes and rocks rising up ahead of them at a slight incline. The trail beneath Umi’s feet had been packed down and trampled by numerous other hikers over the years, and was clearly delineated, with only the occasional root or patch of dead leaves beneath her. Short bushes and shrubs brushed against her legs, hence her long socks as she led the way. She wondered if Honoka was regretting her decision to wear only sandals as the leaves and short grasses brushed against her exposed feet. “Wow, it’s so pretty out here,” Kotori noted, looking up at the canopy of trees above them, watching the mid-morning light filter through. The shadows the leaves casted danced as a light breeze brushed past them. “It is really peaceful,” Honoka agreed, closing her eyes. She looked like she could fall asleep standing up. “It is, isn’t it?” Umi beamed. This was what she loved about hiking, and she was glad she was sharing it with the other two. At first she had been worried that she was more-or-less dragging them with her on the trip, but getting to share the peace and beauty of nature made her reconsider. As they continued to hike, however, some of that peace would get disturbed. They ran into a family who seemed to be hiking back down the trail. Umi, Honoka, and Kotori were forced to slip to the side of the trail to let them pass, and the whole way they could hear an excited little kid making a lot of noise with some toy they brought along. Not too long after, they had to pass someone on the trail again, an old couple arguing about something or other and once again disrupting the quiet morning. After that it was a couple who kept gushing at each other about how romantic a hike through nature was. And then another larger group of older, gruff men who, despite being morning, were drinking beers and making a bit of a scene. Umi let out a slight sigh, and turned to the others, “Sorry, it’s normally not this crowded on a trail like this.” “Oh no, it’s fine!” Kotori smiled, raising her hands up defensively. “I’m not bothered! And it’s still really nice when it’s quiet like this, right?” Honoka pointed out. Umi looked around again and took in the trail, trying to focus on the chirping of birds and the quiet rustling of the leaves instead of the rowdy crowds making their way both up and down the mountain trail. “Yeah, it’s still nice,” Umi nodded, “I’m just not used to it being so crowded when I come out on a trip like this. I wanted you guys to experience a nice, quiet hike.” “Well, maybe it’ll be quieter up ahead?” Kotori suggested. “Speaking of which, how much further do we have?” Honoka asked. Umi glanced down at the map on her phone, “We’re almost halfway through the trail. We’ve only been hiking for about an hour.” “Wow, really?” Honoka asked, “It feels like we’ve been hiking for way longer than that!” “Keep in mind, we’re hiking up an incline, so it probably feels like more work,” Umi pointed out. “You also mentioned still being tired from yesterday,” Kotori reminded her. “Oh yeah, we did do a lot of dancing for the show,” Honoka recalled, “My legs are still kind of sore.” “We can take a break, if you want?” Umi offered. “No, that’s fine, let’s keep going! I want to make sure we get up to the end of the trail by lunchtime, I’m already getting hungry!” Umi nodded. In truth, this wasn’t the greatest place to rest anyway, but she didn’t want to push her friends, especially knowing that they had tagged along mostly for her sake. Still, she reached around for her bag and grabbed her water bottle, holding it up. “Let’s go, but first, don’t forget to stay hydrated, you two! We’re getting plenty of shade, and it’s not too hot, but it is warming up and keeping yourself hydrated while hiking is important!” The two nodded, grabbing their water as well, and all three took a few big swigs before setting off again. Thankfully, once they were past the halfway point, the people they managed to run into along the way were much more bearable. There was a friendly older woman who clearly enjoyed hiking and the outdoors, and stopped to chat with them. She was pleased to see the younger generation taking interest in nature. There was also a family resting by a few rocks halfway up the path, much quieter and less rowdy than the family they passed by earlier. As Umi walked, she was able to take in the scenery and sounds around her. The forest grew a bit sparse as they got higher up the mountain, though the path ahead was still forested and they had plenty of shade from the trees ahead. The dirt between them changed to gravel and rocks that crunched underneath their feet, and around them birds, small animals, and cicadas chirped around them, providing a relaxing ambiance. Umi could also hear the tell-tale signs of running water. Apparently the main attraction of this particular hiking trail was a waterfall that sat at the end, flowing from a spring higher up the mountain. Umi was excited to finally see it for herself. As she walked, though, she noticed a telltale nag from her bladder. It wasn’t anything urgent, but from the sounds of the waterfall up ahead and the water she had been drinking on her hike, she had definitely been filling up. She shuffled slightly as she walked and looked at her other two friends. Kotori looked fine, but as she watched Honoka walk behind her she noticed that she was glancing around somewhat nervously, and she was shaking her leg slightly whenever they stopped. “Do either of you need a break?” Umi asked, turning back towards them, “We’ve still got about a quarter of the trail left to go.” “I’m fine,” Kotori shook her head. Both her and Umi turned to Honoka. “I’m good too! Just a little tired, is all,” Honoka smiled, “But if we’re almost there, I can rest when we get to the top!” Umi frowned. Was she wrong about Honoka needing to go? Her friend wasn’t usually shy about announcing her needs, so maybe she was just feeling sore in her legs. Umi shook her head. She took another swig from her water bottle and set off again. This time, however, she watched Honoka more closely. She definitely seemed a bit restless, and her pace had slowed down somewhat, but she wasn’t sure if she had to pee or not. Umi herself felt her own urge grow. Perhaps it was because she was worried about Honoka, or perhaps it was simply because they were growing closer to the distant sounds of rushing water as they reached the end of the trail. Surprisingly, however, it was Kotori, not Honoka, who finally spoke up. “Hey, Umi,” Kotori looked over at her friend nervously, “Is there a restroom at the end of the trail?” The question caught Umi off-guard, seeing as how Kotori seemed perfectly fine, and it was Honoka Umi was more worried about. “No, this isn’t a campsite or a more commercial sightseeing spot, so there probably won’t be any toilets up ahead,” Umi answered. “Oh,” Kotori looked around worriedly. “Oh, so I guess we just go in the woods, then?” Honoka asked. “Yeah,” Umi nodded, “It’s pretty common for hikers to just head deep enough off the trail so no one sees them to go, especially since it’s rare for all but the most public trails to have any facilities set up.” “Oh, I thought I saw an outhouse set up near the start of the trail, so I kind of just assumed,” Honoka frowned, shuffling in place, “I wish I’d known. I’ve been holding it in for a bit, but I wanted to make it to the end because I thought there’d be something.” “Well, we can stop here. It’s better to go before we get too close to the end of the trail, because it’ll probably be busy,” Umi pointed out. Umi led them off the trail, heading deeper into the forest around them and weaving around some rocks before they found a relatively remote and densely forested area. Umi pointed up ahead to a large rock surrounded by a patch of dense bushes. “That’s probably a good place to go. It’s far enough away from the trail, and I don’t see anyone else around. We won’t be seen. Who wants to go first?” Honoka and Kotori looked at each other before Kotori nodded, “You can go first, Honoka.” “Are you sure? You asked first.” “Yeah, but you said you were holding it in. I’ll be fine!” “Thanks!” Honoka hurriedly rushed behind the rock and bushes. As soon as she was out of sight of the others, she looked around to make sure no one else could see her and hastily unbuttoned her shorts and panties. She squatted down, but the sticks and leaves from the bush tickled her thighs and bare legs. Honoka tried to adjust her position, but found it far too uncomfortable to squat. She stood back up, itching at her legs a bit before hunching over so she was still hidden behind the rocks. She would have to pee standing up. Instead of trying to arch her stream forwards, Honoka stuck her butt out as far as possible and grabbed her shorts and panties so they were as far forwards as possible out of the way. She braced herself against the rock and relaxed. Immediately her pee shot out of her in a messy stream, some splattering on the back of her bare legs as it pattered onto the forest floor below. Honoka looked down and watched it as it pooled and began to run, mixing with the dirt before slowly soaking into the ground beneath her. She tried to adjust herself to keep her sandals away from the growing puddle as she continued to relieve herself, letting out a contented sigh at finally getting to empty her bladder. She hadn’t been bursting by any means, but she had held it longer than she normally would in hopes of the imaginary restrooms at the end of the trail. The hiss of her stream died down as it slowed to a dribble, making pattering sounds as it hit the soaked soil beneath her. She let out a sigh and reached into her bag, pulling out a roll of biodegradable toilet paper that Umi had helped her pack. She supposed the fact that Umi had packed it should have clued her in that there wouldn’t be any proper facilities, but she was far too focused on making sure Umi packed her plenty of snacks for the trail instead. Honoka quickly wiped up the stray drops that had hit the back of her legs before wiping her crotch up and looking around. She imagined since the tissue was biodegradable, it was fine to just drop it where she stood. She tossed it to the ground right on top of her puddle and watched it soak up whatever the ground hadn’t. She blushed and looked around again before pulling her shorts and panties back up. She returned to the group with a smile, “Phew, thanks for letting me go first.” “No problem,” Kotori nodded, turning to Umi with a quick shuffle, “Do you mind if I go next?” “Go ahead,” Umi answered, even as she felt another slight nag from her bladder. It was definitely full, but her urge wasn’t immediate. She could comfortably hold it until Kotori finished up. Kotori nodded and walked towards the covering. As soon as she was behind the rock, she noticed the wet patch of ground Honoka left behind. Blushing, she took position over it and shuffled in place as she hiked up her skirt and pulled down her bike shorts and panties. Unlike Honoka, Kotori chose to squat, ignoring the leaves that brushed against her legs as she squatted. She closed her eyes and she started peeing. Her stream sprayed hard against the ground and splashed, both because Kotori could generally hold more than Honoka, but also because she was closer to the ground. Her pee hissed and splashed loudly against the already-soaked dirt and quickly began forming a puddle. Kotori glanced around the forest, acutely aware of the open area, and she suddenly felt a bit exposed. In an attempt to mitigate that feeling, Kotori tried to stem the flow and shift closer to the rock to give herself more cover, but she wasn’t able to fully stop now that her stream was in full force. She slowed it to a fast dribble and tried to scoot forward, but all she managed to do was nearly spray her shoes with her stream as she shifted. Reluctantly, she gave up her endeavor and relaxed, her stream arching slightly as she let it flow at full force once again. Kotori squeezed out the rest as fast as possible, her stream arching slightly and even splashing against the rock as she tried to hurry it up. Once she was done, she quickly wiped herself off, dabbing up the few errant dribbles on her ankles from her failed attempt at moving mid-pee. She let the tissue drop into the puddle, and as she stood up and pulled her underwear back up, she looked down at the saturated ground and the large puddle spreading out from between her legs. Carefully stepping around it, Kotori made her way back to the group. Just in time, too. While Umi wasn’t desperate by any means, the anticipation of waiting had gotten to her, and she was growing impatient, all too aware of her filling bladder as she stood there. It didn’t help that she could still hear the distant sounds from the waterfall at the end of the trail. “Alright, I’m gonna go, and then we can get back to the trail,” Umi stated somewhat hastily. She quickly shuffled over to the trail and noted the substantial puddle that had formed from her previous two friends. Eager to add to it, Umi quickly unbuttoned her shorts and bent over. Almost immediately she started peeing, and she allowed herself a small sigh as she closed her eyes and took in the relief. She had tucked herself closer to the rock than Kotori from the start, both because of privacy, but also to avoid stepping in the wet dirt the other two had left behind. Her stream hissed and pattered loudly as it sprayed against the rock and onto the saturated ground below. The dirt could take up no more liquid, and the puddle simply spread, running downhill in a small river as Umi emptied herself. Suddenly, however, Umi heard distant rustling and the crunching of leaves and gravel beneath someone’s feet. She glanced up in a panic and looked around, but she spotted no one. Still, she kept hearing distant footsteps. Suddenly, she was acutely aware of the possibility of being seen. Umi had grown complacent with the innate privacy of the woods, both out of familiarity and pragmatism. For her to enjoy hiking, she had to make peace with relieving herself out in the woods, and since most of the time trails were a lot less crowded, the chances of another hiker running into her during the short few minutes she was doing the deed were small enough to be ignored. Today, however, she was acutely aware of how busy it was, and she was beginning to regret not going deeper off the trail. Ordinarily she would have, but she wanted to make sure the other two could comfortably find their way back on their own in case of an emergency. In a panic, Umi hurriedly tried to force the rest of her pee out as she prepared a tissue to wipe herself. She strained her ears to keep track of the footsteps over the sound her own hissing as she waited to finish, silently cursing at how long it was taking. After what felt like ages, Umi’s stream finally started tapering off, and she quickly stood up and wiped herself off before pulling her shorts and panties back up in a rush. Umi dropped her tissue to the ground with the rest of them and watched it as it soaked up the now monstrous puddle at her feet. She knew that it had been the culmination of both her and her friends relieving themselves in the same spot, but if someone caught her here, they might think the impossibly large puddle was hers and hers alone. Worse still, Umi was pretty sure the footsteps were coming closer. As soon as she stepped from out from behind the rock, she nearly barreled into another hiker, a rather nervous looking man with his nose buried in a book. He must’ve been the footsteps she was hearing earlier. “Oh, sorry little lady, didn’t see you there,” the man spoke calmly. “H-h-hi!” Umi cried nervously. The man seemed oblivious, but she was acutely aware of how close they were to the place she had just peed, and the puddle tucked away behind the rock, just out of sight. “It’s rare to see someone off the trail,” he replied, “Are you lost?” “N-no,” Umi shook her head, “I’m fine, thank you though!” “Oh, could it be that you’re foraging for mushrooms too?” the man asked excitedly, “I hear this is a good area to find wild eringi!” “A-ah, no, I was just regrouping with my friends,” Umi replied nervously, pointing to Kotori and Honoka, who were just visible. Neither of them seemed to notice that she was having an awkward conversation with an eccentric man. “Ah, I see, I see!” the man nodded, “Well, if you spot any mushrooms and you happen to spot me again, do let me know! Ah, but I guess it’s unlikely that we’ll run into each other off the trail like this again.” “R-right,” Umi nodded. In truth, she sincerely hoped she wouldn’t run into the man again after this, “Anyway, good luck with the mushroom hunt!” Umi waved politely to the man who had nearly caught her mid-pee and blushed furiously as she turned around and headed back to her friends. Kotori and Honoka were chatting casually, completely unaware of her close call. “Oh hey, what took you so long?” Honoka asked, “Oh, did you actually really have to go?” “N-no,” Umi looked back nervously. Her heart was still racing from nearly getting caught, and the idea that the man was poking around the area looking for mushrooms meant that he was likely to find the very noticeable puddle they had all left behind. She couldn’t get the image of him finding it and putting two-and-two together in his mind. “What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Kotori asked worriedly. “I’m fine,” Umi shook off. The last thing she wanted was to admit what had just nearly happened to her friends, “A-anyway, let’s hurry up, we’re nearly at the end of the trail!” Trying to shake off the experience she just had, Umi led her friends back to the trail. It was only a five or so minute hike up until they all reached the end. The trail opened up into a rocky clearing with sparse trees providing patches of shade. A river above them fell over the cliff face and rushed down in a single, large waterfall that was split up on its way down by the polished rock face below. The water glistened in the sunlight as it gushed over the falls and down into a basin that fed a small river running adjacent to the trail and disappearing down the mountain. The beauty of the sight hit Umi and she all but forgot about her close encounter with the strange mushroom man. She beamed and awed at the sight of the waterfall, streaming down and splitting off into many picturesque cascades like an ornate natural fountain. “Wow, so pretty!” Honoka gushed, eyes sparkling as she took in the sight. “This is amazing, I understand why it’s so popular!” Kotori agreed. Umi nodded, “I’ve seen photos of this place, but nothing’s quite like standing here ourselves, seeing it with our own eyes.” The three simply stood there, taking in the sight, until a loud grumble came from Umi’s right. She glanced to the side to see Honoka, holding her stomach and laughing sheepishly. “Hahaha, I guess I’m pretty hungry after that hike.” “Well, we did pack lunches to eat at the top!” Kotori pointed out, laughing. “Let’s find a place to sit and eat while we rest,” Umi suggested. That was definitely easier said than done. Naturally, as it was so busy, there were a lot of groups of hikers and backpackers sitting around, taking up spots in the shade and crowding out the clearing. Luckily it was pretty sizable, and despite how busy it was, the girls were able to find a nice tree to sit under and give them shade while they ate. “You know, this is kind of like being up on the roof,” Honoka replied as she dug into her lunch. “The roof?” the other two girls asked in unison. “Yeah, of the school,” Honoka smiled, “It’s like we’re up on the roof, eating lunch after gym class or something!” “Comparing a place like this to the roof of our school…” Umi looked around, letting out a sigh. “Oh come on! There’s a nice breeze, and we’re in the shade, it’s totally like being up on the roof in the summer!” “Well, I don’t think our school’s roof has a pretty waterfall like this,” Kotori pointed out, taking a pause to bite into her own lunch, “But you know, I can sort of understand where you’re coming from. Like, it’s peaceful, and you finally get to relax after doing a bunch of exercise.” “I guess,” Umi sighed, shaking her head and tucking into her own meal. Soon, the three had finished up eating, and washed their meals down with barley tea and plenty of water. After finishing their meals, they rested there for a while, taking in the sight of the waterfall and relaxing and chatting happily. Around them, other hikers came and went. Some decided to go swimming in the river, and Umi and Kotori had to talk Honoka out of jumping in when they didn’t have a swimsuit or a change of clothes for her. Another group brought a camping stove and had a bit of a mini-cookout right in the clearing, filling it with amazing smells. Others were doing what they were doing-- stopping to eat simple lunches and rest for a while. They had arrived a little after noon, and the three had gotten caught up talking and gossiping and enjoying the sight of the waterfall and the nature around them. The plan had only been to eat lunch and rest briefly before setting back down, but it was well past 3 PM before Umi finally stood up and stretched her arms and legs. As she did, a familiar sensation tingled in her abdomen. She had to pee again. It was only a slight urge, but she had the whole hike down ahead of her. Not to mention that, after nearly getting caught earlier, she really didn’t like the idea of stopping to go in the woods again. Umi pushed the nagging sensation to the back of her mind and turned to the others, “You two ready to head back out?” “Aw, come on, five more minutes?” Honoka asked. “Again?” Umi sighed. She was eager to get going, and the last thing she wanted now that she was aware of her bladder was to keep sitting right next to a rushing waterfall. “Honoka, you can’t keep asking for five more minutes,” Kotori pointed out, “We’ll be here until sunset.” “Fine, fine!” Honoka finally stood up, stretching and letting out a loud yawn, “Man, it’s really relaxing here though. I almost fell asleep a few times.” “You did fall asleep once, remember? Kotori had to shake you awake,” Umi reminded her, “Anyway, let’s start heading down. Don’t worry, the hike back won’t be so bad, since we’re going downhill.” True to Umi’s word, the hike down started well enough. They had the help of gravity and the slight decline as they started making their way back down the trail. It wasn’t long before they passed by the spot they had stopped earlier to pee. Umi glanced to the side nervously, once again recalling nearly getting caught in the act. Maybe it was because she was remembering it, or because she was worried about having to stop again, but her bladder sent her an urgent signal, and she squeezed her thighs together slightly as she hurried past that part of the trail. As Umi hiked down, though, she became all too aware at the speed her bladder was filling. Or perhaps it was that she already had to pee, and had only noticed it when she stood up. As she walked, her urge continued to grow, and despite the downhill slope making hiking easier, each step also sent a bigger jolt up her legs and straight to her abdomen. She tried to push the sensation to the back of her mind, but it seemed the harder she tried not to focus on it, the worse it became. It also didn’t help that it seemed like the trail was only more crowded. On more than one occasion, the three had to stop to let people pass them by on the trail. Each time Umi tapped her foot impatiently, squeezing her legs together as she tried not to think about her growing urge. She knew she could make it to the entrance of the trail, back where there were proper restrooms where she didn’t risk getting caught, but she didn’t want to be bursting when she got there. The group had made it about a quarter of the way down the trail before Honoka turned to Umi, “Hey, do you think we could stop off the trail again? I drank a lot of tea at lunch and I have to go again.” “Come on, we just started, can’t you hold it?” Umi asked, crossing her arms. She was perhaps a bit harsher than normal, but part of her annoyance was that she also wanted to pee. “Uh, well, it’s a pretty long trail,” Kotori pointed out. She shuffled in a way that made it clear to Umi that she also had to pee. “We all went earlier just fine, so what’s the point of holding it?” Honoka asked. “W-well,” Umi blushed, “A-actually, it’s pretty crowded today, and earlier when I went, I nearly got caught, so I don’t think it’s a good idea.” “Oh no!” Honoka gasped. “Ah, so that’s why you were so nervous earlier,” Kotori pointed out. “Then what are we going to do?” Honoka asked, shuffling nervously. “There are restrooms at the entrance to the trail,” Umi recalled, “So all we have to do is make it down. I have to pee a little too, but I think it’s best if we all try to make it down there. Do you two think you can hold it until then?” “I should be fine,” Kotori nodded. “Y-yeah, I can make it,” Honoka agreed, though she seemed unsure, and her eyes kept glancing towards the treeline. Still, with Umi having almost gotten caught earlier, she was steadfast about not stopping. Even as her own bladder nagged at her with each step as they started down the trail again, Umi couldn’t bear the idea of stopping again and actually getting caught. She wasn’t about to tempt fate. Of course, whether Umi wanted to stop or not, her bladder was growing fuller by the minute. Not only that, but now that she knew the others had to pee too, she was only all too aware of everyone’s growing needs. Honoka shuffled slightly every few steps, and it was clear she was uncomfortable, talking less than normal and glancing around, clearly still tempted to just go off the trail again. Kotori gave far less away, walking relatively normally and only occasionally taking an awkward step, but there was a slight stiffness to her normally relaxed gait and a nervousness in her voice that gave her away to her close friend. Umi herself was walking only somewhat awkwardly, trying to mitigate the jolts each step sent up her legs and straight into her bladder. She discreetly squeezed her thighs together between each step, trying to focus on the trail ahead of her and not the growing pressure mounting in her abdomen. Despite that, she could feel her bladder continue to fill, and she nervously thought back at the large bottle of water and sizable bottle of tea she had polished off during lunch and in the time after. Not to mention that she had heard the footsteps mid-pee. She mostly finished, but she might not have fully emptied herself out in her rush not to get caught. By the time they reached the halfway mark, it was clear they were all starting to struggle with their bladders. Honoka had her hands in her pockets and was walking somewhat awkwardly, shuffling every few steps and taking short breaks in between. Kotori was walking stiffly, her expression a bit more strained than normal as she struggled with clear discomfort. Umi herself could feel her bladder starting to bulge out against the waistband of her tight shorts, and she was definitely regretting staying so long at the end of the trail before setting back off again. “Umi, are you sure we can’t just go deeper off the trail?” Kotori asked, “We’re only halfway down, I don’t know if we’re going to make it.” Umi paused. She was more tempted now than before, especially considering she had gone in the woods countless times before today. Just then, however, a large group emerged from the woods off the trail, right in the area they would head off to find somewhere to pee. She couldn’t get the memory of almost getting caught out of her mind either. “It’s just too risky today, look how busy it is,” Umi urged, “Do you two really want to risk getting caught?” “Well, no, but…” Kotori trailed off. “Come on, let’s not sit here and argue, we’re only gonna make it worse,” Honoka pointed out, clearly eager to get going again. With that, Umi nodded, and the three set off again. Clearly, though, Kotori’s worries weren’t entirely unfounded. As they continued to make their way down the trail, the girls’ collective need definitely grew more urgent. Honoka was walking awkwardly, bent forwards slightly and pulling up her shorts to put pressure on her crotch, clearly tempted to grab herself. Kotori walked with an awkward gait, biting her lip with sweat beading on her forehead. Umi could see through her tighter-fitting t-shirt that she was nursing a slight bulge. She wasn’t outwardly as desperate as the other two, but Kotori definitely still had to pee. Umi herself felt her own bulge, which was more concealed with her looser and thicker t-shirt, but was nonetheless uncomfortable as it pressed out against her waistband. Umi reached down and adjusted her belt so it was one notch looser to take some of the pressure off of her full bladder. She shuffled slightly between each step, and she found herself clenching her teeth as the small jolts reverberated through her pent-up urine. Still, they all managed to continue on. By the time they had made it 3/4ths of the way back, they were all in a sorry state. Honoka looked to be nearing her limit, hobbling more than walking and nearly giving herself a wedgie with her shorts just to keep some pressure on her crotch as she struggled to hold it in. Umi was struggling with each step, trying not to leak as she felt her swollen bladder squeeze and spasm inside her, begging for relief. Kotori suddenly stopped, doubling over and openly jamming her hands between her legs. Umi blushed and panicked, looking around, but luckily there was no one else in sight as Kotori squeezed her eyes shut and squirmed in the middle of the trail. A minute later, she recovered, straightening out slightly, though she was still dancing around desperately. “S-sorry,” Kotori blushed, “I was hit with a really strong wave.” “Hang in there, we’re almost there,” Umi encouraged her. They weren’t as close as Umi made it sound, but they didn’t have far to go by this point. The group struggled along for another few minutes before Honoka pointed to an old, worn-down looking building half-buried in the woods off the trail. “Hey, that’s the outhouse I saw earlier,” Honoka beamed, “We made it.” “Are you sure that’s an outhouse? It looks more like a shed,” Kotori pointed out. “Yeah, I don’t think that’s an outhouse, and if it is, it’s probably filthy,” Umi pointed out, “Come on, there’s the marker for the start of the trail just up ahead. We know there’s proper restrooms there.” “Oh come on,” Honoka urged, grabbing herself and dancing in place. Still, just like with going off the trail, it was clear that Umi wasn’t going to budge on this one, “Fine, fine, but let’s hurry!” That was something they could all agree on. The group half-hiked, half-shuffled the rest of the way until they finally reached the trail entrance. Umi had never been so relieved to see the gaudy trail signs and map as they stepped back off the trail and onto the paved area. The girls all rushed straight to the main building where there were restroom signs, and quickly found the door to their desperately needed relief. Unfortunately, Umi’s heart sunk the second she reached for the door, only to hear the clunk of the knob hitting a latch. The door was locked. “Oh no,” Honoka exclaimed. “They’re locked, why?” Kotori asked as she squirmed in place. “Needing the toilets?” a voice spoke behind them. They turned around to see another female hiker, who was giving them a sympathetic look. “Sorry girls. They’re closed for the time being. It was storming pretty bad up until recently, so everything was locked up. Guess they haven’t had time to get back out here to open things up again.” “What are we going to do?” Kotori turned to Umi. Umi bit her lip. This was bad. If they couldn’t use the restrooms, the only other choice was to go out on the trail again, but ironically, since they were closer to the trail entrance, it was even more crowded than if they had found a secluded area off the trail. She briefly considered taking the bus, but she didn’t know when it would stop here next, and they were all already far too desperate to hold it through an entire bus ride. “We gotta try that outhouse we saw earlier,” Honoka suggested. “We don’t even know if it is an outhouse!” Kotori reminded her. Umi shook her head, “It’s our only option, and it’s better than going back on the trail. Let’s try it.” Desperately leading the way, Umi tried to be discreet about her desperation as she passed by the crowds of people gathered at the trail head. She pushed past them quickly and the girls were back on the trail for the third time that day. Unfortunately, while gravity had helped them on the way down, they were now hiking back up the trail again, and while it was only a short distance back towards the outhouse, the three were so desperate it felt like an eternity. Making it back up was a struggle, and Umi leaked a few times before they got there, having to stop and clamp down hard to keep from wetting herself. Honoka was no longer trying to hold it discreetly, openly jamming both hands between her legs. Kotori was holding out, but just barely, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt as she walked stiffly, barely able to take more than three steps before stopping and squirming frantically. Finally, they reached the outhouse, and Honoka wasted no time throwing the door open hastily. Unfortunately, much as Umi suspected, it wasn’t an outhouse at all, but a small supply shed. There were some tools leaned up against the far wall, as well as a small waste basket and a few shelves with some supplies. There was also what looked to be a pile of dirty rags in the corner. “No!” Honoka exclaimed, “W-what are we going to do? I can’t hold it any more!” “Umi, we have to go in the woods, we have no other options!” Kotori urged, “I know you’re worried about being caught, but we’re all going to wet ourselves like this!” Umi froze up, struggling to hold on as she battled with the dilemma. It was true that they were out of options, and she was only so nervous about going out in the woods because she had almost gotten caught before. She was about to agree reluctantly, when she turned back towards the shed. “We can still go in here,” Umi suggested. “What?” Honoka exclaimed in surprise. “But this is just a random shed,” Kotori pointed out. “Yes, but going in here is better than getting caught out in the woods with no privacy,” Umi pointed out, “Besides, this shed looks pretty run-down, and I don’t think anyone’s used it for a while.” “But…” Kotori was about to argue, but suddenly she doubled over and jammed both hands between her legs, “Ah, I can’t hold it! Fine, let’s do it here!” Umi nodded and they all shuffled in before Umi closed the door behind them. There wasn’t much room in the shed for all three of them, but they didn’t have the time to take turns anymore. Kotori wasted no time hobbling straight to the wastebasket. She tore down her bike shorts and panties, a few errant dribbles already escaping her, and squatted over before practically exploding. A hot, forceful stream of urine sprayed out into the bin beneath her, loudly spattering and splashing as it soaked into discarded papers, paper towels, and the various other trash already inside. The sight of her nearly made Umi lose it, and she squirmed frantically as she made her way to the back corner with the dirty towels. She figured since the floor was concrete, it would be better to pee into something that could soak them up, like Kotori. She unbuckled, unbuttoned, and tore down her shorts and panties, an arduous task with her bladder as full as it was, and stood over them, having no time to squat down before the dam burst. She spread her legs and arched her back so her stream shot forwards onto the pile of rags. Umi braced herself against the wall with one hand as she held her lower lips open with the other to get a clean flow. Her stream hissed loudly and pattered like raindrops as it hit the rags beneath her, and she could feel a few errant drops strike her ankles. Honoka danced in place desperately as she looked around, trying to find anywhere else to go. Unfortunately, the other two seemed to have taken up the good spots, and she didn’t have any time to waste either way. She gasped and doubled over as she was hit with one final wave, and she quickly tore her shorts and panties down before squatting and peeing right then and there. Despite squatting down, her stream sprayed forwards in a powerful arch and sprayed loudly against the wall. The torrent of pee rang as it struck a metal shovel right in front of her, and Honoka tried to adjust her aim to avoid peeing directly onto the tool. This didn’t help at all, and she wound up spraying large rake instead. Giving up on avoiding the tools, Honoka simply threw her head back and basked in the blissful relief. The sounds of hissing and splashing filled the shed as all three of them emptied their overfilled bladders into their chosen areas. Kotori’s stream was neatly contained in the wastebasket, streaming over the now soaked contents inside. Umi’s stream was soaked up readily by the rags, with only a few errant streams fully saturating them and running off into a small puddle between her legs. Honoka was far less lucky. With her unfortunate lack of choices, as well as hitting the tools, her spray splashed messily against the wall and floor and spread out in a large puddle that quickly overcame the concrete’s ability to soak it up. Despite being the last to start, Honoka wound up being the first to stop, with her stream trickling into intermittent spurts, then small dribbles before finally stopping. She let out a heavy sigh of relief and reached into her bag to grab the toilet paper to wipe herself off. As she cleaned up and pulled her shorts up, she once again let it fall to the ground into her puddle before immediately realizing there was a waste bin behind her. It was currently being used with Kotori still peeing into it full-force, but it was the far more appropriate receptacle for her discarded tissues. Looking down at the soaked paper now, there was no way she was going to pick it up to try to properly dispose of it. Umi was the second to finish, and she made sure to squeeze the rest out, not having to rush to finish for fear of getting caught this time. She stood there for a few more minutes, basking in relief, before reaching for her own tissues and wiping herself off. Unlike Honoka, she had the mind to wait for Kotori to finish with the trash can so she could properly dispose of it. As she waited, she looked down onto the thoroughly soaked rags, and the small puddle running out from underneath them. They looked dirty already, so she was sure they would be washed before anyone used them, but she still felt a little bad for soaking them with her own pee like this. At least no one would be able to trace it back to her even if they did notice. Kotori finished last, throwing her head back in bliss and letting out a contented sigh as the last few spurts shot out of her and into the wastebasket. Despite its size and the absorbent paper materials it was filled with, she still managed to leave a noticeable layer of hot urine at the bottom that could be seen through the cheap, transparent plastic. She blushed slightly and quickly reached for her own toilet paper to wipe herself off, letting it fall into the basket and watching it soak into the layer and nearly disappear. She then pulled her panties and bike shorts back up and fixed her skirt, and Umi came over to put her own tissue in the trash can on top of hers. “Phew,” Umi sighed, “Sorry I made you two do this. But it definitely felt safer doing it in here than out in the woods.” “Yeah, I guess the privacy was nice,” Kotori admitted, looking around nervously at the puddles and evidence they were leaving behind, “But we kind of made a mess of this place. Especially Honoka.” “Hey, you two picked the best spots first!” Honoka pointed out, crossing her arms and pouting, “And before you say I should’ve waited for you to finish with the trash can, you peed for two whole minutes! I would’ve wet myself!” “I-it wasn’t that long,” Kotori blushed, “Was it?” Umi began heading for the door, “It doesn’t matter, let’s just get out of here before we get unlucky and someone actually decides to use the shed.” “Right!” the other two nodded. As they left the scene of their crime behind, Umi placed a hand over her now empty bladder contently. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was worried about how her hikes were going to go if she was going to be this apprehensive about peeing out in the woods again, but she shook her head and pushed that thought to the back of her mind. She knew it was just today’s close call that made her nervous, and that in time she’d get over it. Until then, however, she hoped she would be as lucky as today with finding run down sheds, just in case. The End
  2. Just got home from a half day at work and I decided I wanted to be little for the rest of the day.. so no more potty for me! I’m going to only go pee in my big girl panties or directly on the floor/in the bath for the rest of the day. Feel free to encourage me to drink more or to wet myself or tease me a little bit. I also really enjoy praise 🙈
  3. I want to have a day with my partner where neither of us are allowed to use use the toilet and have to go any other way. It doesn't matter if it is on the floor, in a cup, in the sink, or in our clothes. It would be fun to come up with new ways to pee together throughout the day. Maybe have a contest to see who can hold the longest. To me there is something that feels humiliating about being forced to go in unconventional ways because it's too much to hold. When you have to pee so bad it's already leaking out it doesn't matter where you go as long as you go on yourself. anyone else have fun ideas or rules for a day like this? I'll be taking notes to use
  4. Last weekend I decided to celebrate the approach of winter break by partaking of one of my favorite activities: Spending a whole weekend in diapers. I was recently reminded of the latest such occasion and decided to give it a writeup based on a private journal I kept of the weekend. The rules I follow are simple. Once the weekend begins, I must wear diapers for the entire duration. Diapers can only come off for showers and changes. I am not allowed to use the toilet, all my pee and poo must be done in a diaper. I'm free to change my diapers at my discretion. The night before, I took care of my weekend grocery shopping and made sure I had enough diapers and other relevant supplies for my needs. I'd be going through more diapers than usual this weekend, so I wanted to make sure I was set. To make sure I didn't miss any time, I went to bed that night in a diaper. I typically sleep nude most nights, so that night the diaper was the one exception. I slept through the night without a problem. Morning on day one. I woke up feeling like someone had replaced my bladder with a small rock. I relaxed and let my morning pee gush into my diaper. No time like the present to get started. I inspected myself. This diaper could take at least another wetting, so I yawned, put on a robe, and went to get breakfast ready. After breakfast, I lounged on the couch for a bit and did some reading. During this time I peed a little, but it wasn't a large wetting. A little bit before lunch, I released another big pee into my diaper. It was time for a change. Now wearing a fresh diaper, I made a sandwich and ate while listening to YouTube. By this point I had ditched the robe, so I had nothing on but the diaper and a blanket (which went on and off a lot because my apartment's heating is finicky as can be). Two or so hours later, I became aware of a minor need to wet. After a few minutes, my diaper had sustained its first pee. It was nowhere near full. However, I was also aware that my urge to poop was growing fast. Might as well go now, that's what diapered weekends are for. I pushed for a bit but made little headway, eventually transitioning from laying on my belly to a kneeling position. That made things a little easier and eventually I had filled my diaper. After checking out the bulge in the mirror, I got back in bed on my belly and resumed my routine. After another wetting, I got up, changed my diaper, and started thinking about dinner. I made dinner, ate, and went about my usual evening ritual of doing a spot of work with the TV/YouTube on in the background. During this span I peed three times, along with a scattering of smaller leaks. It's after sunset now. I have to go potty, but I can't wet this thing a fourth time. I need a diaper change. After doing just that, I treated myself to a dish of ice cream while I soaked my fresh diaper, a pullup this time. I read for a little while, leaked a few times, and realized I ought to be getting ready for bed. Entering the bathroom, I pulled down my wet diaper and set it on the floor. Post-shower, I put it back on. Now for some video games. En route to my bed post-gaming, I realized that I had to go poo again. NorthShore pullups are good for messing, so I wasn't afraid to poop myself in one. This I did after some effort. I finished the last two chapters of my book before changing out of my pullup and back into a tabbed diaper for the night. Morning on day two. I awoke in a damp diaper. I had wet during the night. This did nothing to lessen my need for my usual morning pee, which hissed into the diaper soon after. It was toasty in the apartment that morning, so I decided to forego the robe as I walked to the kitchen in nothing but a wet diaper. A few dribbles followed in the after-breakfast period, and eventually a decent chunk of poop. I changed out of that diaper after another large wetting round midmorning. Lunchtime came and went, and my new diaper had not stayed dry. A morning of gaming, a few mugs of cocoa, and a nice lunch will do that to a girl. I changed out of that diaper right away and got a pullup on. I had decided to hit up a few stores for some personal items. Over the pullup went a knee-length plaid skirt, a bra, and a cable knit top. My girlfriend tells me that the way I dress in winter is an unholy crime against the good people of Ireland, and I'm often inclined to agree. That said, it was time for a bit of shopping. I visited a few stores, picking up various odds and ends like a notebook or two, some cookware to stoke my misguided attempts at making Asian cuisine, and some Pokemon cards. I'm not sure where, but somewhere in all that I wet my pullup. A second, smaller wetting occurred on the drive home, and my lunch was settling rather quickly. By the time I got through the front door, I could feel my poo poking out into the back of the pullup. I put my stuff down and stripped down to my diaper. No sooner had I done that and returned to the living room had a sizable bit of poo settled itself in the back of my pullup. The pullup held my entire mess, and after putting my purchases in their proper places I went to the bathroom for a diaper change. Back in a nice thick tabbed diaper I went to enjoy the afternoon. I spent it on the floor in my room, watching some YouTube, opening and sorting cards, and peeing. Time flew by, and when I got up to fix myself a meal I was a bit surprised at how yellow my diaper was. I determined that it could hold some more and set about getting dinner ready. After dinner, I sat in bed and texted my girlfriend for an hour or so. Few small leaks, but nothing much. One diaper change later and I was seated at my desk to finish my work. I hadn't very much of it to begin with, as the following week wasn't a full five days and winter break was around the corner. Midway through this remaining work, I realized I needed some potty time almost as badly as I needed to stretch my legs. I decided to kill two birds with one stone by taking a walk down the hall to the kitchen and getting myself a snack while I let loose in my diaper. The only things warmer than my pee-soaked diaper as I returned to the desk were the slice of pie in my hand and the air in this bloody apartment. I have a working theory that for every degree the outside temperature drops, the inside temperature goes up ten. But I digress. I finished my workload, and after doing so felt a need to make a load of a different kind. Accompanied by a few stray dribbles of pee was the biggest mess I had made all weekend. It made a nice bulge in the back of my diaper and made my evening reading that much more enjoyable. Finally I got up, admired my messy diaper in the mirror one more time, and took care of one more diaper change. A short rinse in the shower followed, and then I got into a clean diaper for the night. I woke up on Monday in a wet diaper, even wetter than the previous day's. After taking care of my morning pee, I took the diaper off to get ready for classes. I had officially done a weekend in diapers. Overall it was great fun. Diaper weekends are one of my favorite indulgences. Total diapers used: Ten Total wettings: Twenty (including smaller wettings/ repeated leakage) Total messings: Five
  5. Author's notes: I don't think there has ever been any Fossil FIghters Omo content, and its a franchise I absolutely adore, so maybe I could be the first writer to ever make one. If so, wow. For anyone out of the loop Fossil Fighters on a super basic level is essentially pokemon with elemental dinosaurs. In reality it is so much more than that, but for those unfamiliar, that should cover some the basics needed to fully get some parts of the fic. The atmosphere was buzzing with excitement. Tina was an up-and-coming Fossil Fighter entered into the Caliosteo Cup and she specialized in Water-Typed Vivosaurs. Due to her love of Water-Types she wore a blue tracksuit most of the time with a white shirt underneath. She had a skinny, somewhat athletic build, but some form of curvature to her figure and she had brown hair which was kept at shoulder length. Tina had just defeated her opponent in the third round of the Cup thanks to her trusty team of the small but sturdy Proto, the agile dolphin-like swimmer Shoni, and her ferocious signature Sucho. Her entire team consisted of female vivosaurs as of now. Tina felt that her last match in the cup was too close for comfort, as she faced an opponent utilizing the Air-Types Goyo and Coatlus, alongside a Fire-Type menchi. The Air-Types were absolutely devastating against Tina’s Water-Typed team. Tina was pushed into a two versus one situation, and had only won through Sucho persevering through Goyo’s fierce wind-based headbutts, swiping Goyo down when it got greedy, then utilizing powerful water-based attacks on the Fire-Typed Menchi, which decimated her opponent. Before leaving Ribular town, Tina made sure to buy a large smoothie to sip on. She absolutely loved that because Ribular Town was a tropical island, there was never a shortage in delicious smoothies to try. She chose a strawberry and banana smoothie and also bought a bottle of water just in case. She bought her drinks and sipped on her smoothie as she left the shop where she bought it. Tina had ventured to Treasure Lake from Ribular Town in an effort to dig up some more fossils to aid in growing her fledgling team, and prepare for the challenges that would come with traveling to Cranial Isle, sipping on her smoothie the entire way. Treasure Lake happened to be a good fossil location for locating fossils for her team members. She also planned to gain some new Vivosaurs here, mainly the iconic Tricera, and an agile flier in the form of Thalasso to round out her monotype Water team. Tina had always loved the water since she was young and saw being a fossil fighter as an opportunity to connect with it on a greater level. Though there was quite some competition for being a dedicated master of Water-Vivosaurs. She had to contend with the likes of young prodigy fossil fighters, most notably Rupert, who wielded an imposing Mapo alongside other powerful vivosaurs to demolish any opponents he had faced so far in the Cup. Tina decided to wade into the shallow lake and start digging. Her pickaxe began chipping away at the ground as she searched for rocks to collect. Between powerful swings, she drank her smoothie, but by the time she even found one fossil rock of the Tricera she wanted, the smoothie’s cup had been utterly depleted. Tina did not want to leave however, she continued digging, and found yet another fossil, possibly belonging to Tricera or Thalasso. She grew thirsty again however, and opened her bottle of water, this time, not blinded by the flavor as she drank from it when she needed to instead of just to get a rush of flavor. She had been digging for a while near and in the shallow water, finding plenty of rocks to analyze and clean. She even found what she thought could be an arm fossil to further bolster her Sucho’s strength. Deciding to head back to town, she finished off her water bottle, but realized something. Cleaning can only do so much to make a vivosaur strong. In order for her team to not stagnate and lose, she must battle outside of the Cup matches. Tina looked around to see if anyone was up for a quick battle before she headed back to town. She saw someone and he was quite handsome and clean looking despite the usually dusty or rugged nature of digging up fossils. Tina felt a little nervous, she was blushing slightly, but forced herself to walk towards him as he was crouched over a fossil rock he had dug up. The young man got up, and turned around, having heard Tina walking towards him. Tina jumped back a tiny bit, continuing to blush, but her face grew even redder as the first sparks of a crush were forming. “Huh? Why’d you sneak up on me like that?” The boy asked Tina. Tina was nervous, captivated by his voice and jet-black hair, “I wanted to have a fossil battle, but I completely understand if you don’t want to, or if you were busy, or if you were creeped out by me, I-I’m so sorr-” “Sure.” He interrupted her, not totally sure why she was stammering. “Oh I’ll just be goi- wait. You said yes?” “Yeah. I’d love to have a fossil battle. I lost my last match in the cup to Rupert so maybe a friendly low-pressure battle could cheer me up. Oh, and my name is Mark. And yours is?” “Tina. I’m so sorry about creeping up on you like that. I’d like to have a battle.” “Good to meet you. And I hope our Vivosaurs will feel the same in battle.” Mark replied, shining three medals to Tina. Tina and Mark walked apart to create space for their fossil battle. Tina threw her medals, sending out her Proto, Sucho, and Shoni in a ray of light. Mark responded by doing the same, releasing three Earth-Types, those being the regal looking Raja, a fleet-footed Tryma, and a large yet clownish Anato. Both teams were on the field, and as the battle began, Tina felt a pressure building up. She brushed it off as just excitement. She ordered her Sucho to attack Mark’s Raja, and their vivosaurs were locked into battle. Her Proto was not faring well against the flightless, but agile bird Tryma. Shoni was doing amazingly in combat against Anato however, “swimming” through the air boosted by watery waves created from Shoni’s previous attacks. Shoni shot a whirlpool of water at the duck-billed Anato who appeared to be mindlessly flailing its arms around, blindly trying to land a punch. When Shoni launched the whirlpool, Tina realized what her pressure was. It was her bladder, having been filled drastically by the smoothie she sipped on earlier, and the water she drank while digging up fossils. Proto managed to land a few hits onto Tryma, but the bird was more than a match for the tiny hornless ceratopsian. Fading into white light and back to its medal, Proto was defeated. Shoni also had launched another whirlpool at Anato, defeating it, and causing the Anato to return to its medal as well. Upon seeing the water erupt from Shoni’s maw, Tina winced a bit, being reminded of her rapidly filling bladder. Shoni and Tryma, both having defeated their opponents, turned their attention to one another. All the while, Raja and Sucho were locked in a back-and-forth, a stalemate of sorts. Shoni and Tryma’s duel was short-lived however, as right when Shoni delivered a final biting attack to Tryma, Raja launched a burst of dirt at the large ichthyosaur, and defeated it as well. Now it was down to Raja and Sucho. They both backed off for a moment, both being roughed up from their prolonged assault. Tina was beginning to need to cross her legs, her bladder was brimming with pee and said urine was pushing upon her bladder’s walls. Tina crossed her legs subtly, as she commanded Sucho to go on the offensive again. Sucho rushed towards Raja, only to be launched backwards by a swift headbutt. Raja seemed to scoff at its opponent, as he let out a snort from his nose. Sucho regained its footing, looking towards Tina, who was now pressing her thighs together and beginning to shake from her desperation. Tina told Sucho to rush in again, but this time proved no different than the last. One swift move from Raja sent the weakened Sucho reeling back. Tina, wanting to win the battle, knew a ranged water-attack would be the best course of action, but also wanting to continue containing her bladder’s contents, was reluctant to do so. Tina sighed before making her order. “Sucho, blast Raja with all you’ve got!” Mark heard Tina’s command, “Raja, bring on a desert storm!” The two theropods launched bursts of energy from their mouths, Sucho releasing a torrent of water, and Raja launching a vast array of rocks and dirt. The two forces clashed, spewing dirt, water, and mud between the two combatants. But Sucho’s attack gained the upper hand, and the beam of water overtook Raja’s storm, sending a monsoon crashing into Raja. Raja was defeated and returned to his medal. Sucho let out a final roar in victory, before turning towards Tina and returning to his medal. “Wow. That was one heck of a battle Tina. Your team is amazing.” “As was yours Mark. I would have been scared if you were my previous opponent.” Tina replied to the compliment, trying to hide her escalating desperation. Mark and Tina said goodbyes to one another and vowed to battle again soon, as Mark started to head back to town. Tina would have followed him but was afraid she’d walk in a funny manner and did not want to embarrass herself in front of someone she had a crush on. Tina’s bladder was begging for release and was beginning to hurt, badly. Tina moaned to herself and she started to hobble towards one of the orange VMMs, which had a function to teleport a user back to town, which would certainly help Tina shorten what would be a torturous journey for her bursting bladder. Tina looked at the VMM but saw someone using it. He was a boy in an orange jacket and shorts, with blue hair who was looking very intently at the VMM screen, probably managing his team. Tina had no intentions of coming off as rude and demanding that she use the VMM. She began to cry, her bladder was bursting at the seams yet all she could do was hobble around and pee-dance in what looked like a futile struggle to not wet herself. This was, until Sucho’s medal began to glimmer. Tina, keeping one hand on her crotch to help hold herself, threw down Sucho’s medal with the other hand. Sucho knew something was wrong. Sucho had a special bond with Tina, and let out a soft grumble before picking up Tina by her tracksuit. Tina almost leaked from the change in altitude and as she dangled, she crossed her legs as tightly as possible, while trying to keep holding her crotch. “Sucho! What are you doing!? Put me down! Please!” Sucho was being uncharacteristically disobedient, beginning to wade through the shallow water that Tina had found the fossils in. Sucho continued to walk in spite of Tina’s protests, and wandered into the giant skull in the center of the shallow lake. Bonehead Hollow. Sucho put down Tina once they were inside the skull, but Tina was crying now while continuing her desperate pee-dance in vain. “Sucho! Why did you bring me here!? I’m about to piss myself!” Tina yelled in tears. Sucho let out a small crocodile-like grumble, before looking at her master’s plight. Sucho reached out and with her fangs, gently tugged on Tina’s pants downwards. Not enough to pull them down completely, but Tina noticed. “Sucho! Wait, are you trying to-” Tina was cut off by a spasm in her bladder triggered by Sucho tugging on her pants again. Sucho then let go and let out another grumble while looking at a bush that Tina was next to. Tina was on the verge of a full-wetting but she felt as if she understood exactly what Sucho was trying to communicate to her. Tina pulled down her pants and panties, before squatting and unleashing a torrent of her own. Her bladder was finally released of its burden as she sprayed the bush with a torrential downpour of pee. Her bladder practically exploded with feelings of relief, as her stream remained strong for at least thirty seconds before dying back down to a trickle. She took out a tissue from her bag and wiped herself before pulling her pants back up. She ran over to Sucho and hugged her Vivosaur’s snout. “Sucho, I’m sorry for yelling at you. You’re a genius!” Tina was proud of both Sucho’s win against Mark’s Raja, but also proud of Sucho’s pragmatism when it came to helping Tina find relief and avoid an accident. After hugging Sucho, Tina allowed Sucho to return to her dino medal and began to trek back to Ribular Town. She really wanted to see Mark again, and she was very sure that her sneaky pee in Bonehead Hollow would remain a secret between herself and her loyal Sucho.
  6. this story was inspired by a Facebook post I saw advertising a pta car bout fundraiser with a note saying ‘please note the school building will be closed during this event and there will be no access to the facilities.” The car boot sale When Alyson sent me the advert on messenger I ought to have read the small print. Entirely my fault I guess. All I saw was that it was for her kid’s school and she knows I’ll do anything for my nieces so I, of course, said yes. Anyway I’m always looking for opportunities to sell my home made cakes so it sounded perfect. I spent the whole week baking after work. It was exhausting but great fun and, for me, very relaxing. Armed with bags of goods, cardboard presentation boxes filled with cup cakes, cones of various sweets and even a pile of flyers advertising my prices I packed my car as full as possible, swallowed my second coffee of the morning and headed to the school a few towns away. Arriving half an hour before opening I was surprised just how busy it already was but I was directed in and reversed into a good spot and started setting up. A lady with a lanyard came around asking for my admission fee and looked at my cakes. She bought a bag of fudge making my first sale. It was all looking great! To the left of me was a Volvo with a boot bulging with kids toys and books and to the other side of me was this middle aged man with red hair who I later found out was actually one of the teachers! I should have maybe guessed that since his boot was full of brand new books and stationery from a well known educational supplier! We passed the time of day with each other as we busied ourselves with setting up as more people began gathering near the school gate. I watched as a burger van was directed into the car park and parked up. My nieces would be thrilled at that I thought! From the very start business was steady and my eldest niece Katy came rushing to say hi to me fairly early on. I did ask if she wanted to stay and help but the lure of everything on sale seemed way too tempting. Alyson did pop by and asked if I’d like a tea or coffee. I wasn’t going to say no now was I? It was meant to be on from 10am until 1pm but the way things were going I wondered if I might sell out too early. I spread out my cakes more as things sold and enjoyed the whole atmosphere and listening to the chat between sales. It was a lovely morning and I was so pleased for my sister that the event was going so well. The only little niggling thing was that I was starting to need a wee. Nothing too bad and as an experienced car booter I am adept at waiting so I didn’t worry much about it at that point. That was until this family came up to my car looking at my cakes. The woman was well built, looked to be in her thirties and the male was dressed in joggers and a football shirt with his hair in a pony tail. With them was a young lad with hair past his ears and joggers on just like the man. The woman was in raptures about my baking admiring the boxes of cakes and asking about my prices for birthday cakes and cupcakes. The man meanwhile was munching on a burger from a brown paper bag and the lad was drinking from a can of coke. Despite talking to the woman it was the lad that was stealing my attention as he wasn’t standing still and was looking towards the school anxiously. After the woman finally decided on what she wanted and made her purchase they walked over to the car next to mine to look at the toys and books. I glanced over just as the boy seemed to tug the woman, who I presumed was his mum, and said he wanted to go home. I was so mortified for that lad at the woman’s response as she spoke so loudly that the entire car park could have heard her! “I’m trying to support your school Gius! Look at these little action figures! You loved these last summer! You sure you don’t want a new one? Look they’re only £2 too!” “Mum! You know I don’t play with those any more! Can’t we just go home now, please!”: “Why? What you wanting home for? To sit in your room playing computer games? Let’s see what else there is here!” Much quieter than his loud mouth mum the young lad shook his leg, bowed his head and looked at the ground.” “I just want the bathroom that’s all.” “We’ll you should have went before we left home then shouldn’t you!” As I said she was loud and people couldn’t help but overhear. I tried looking everywhere other than at that family, trying to reshuffle what was left of my cakes and sweets and trying to distract myself from my own body’s need. It wasn’t the first time I’d had a full bladder at a car boot and it wouldn’t be the last but I definitely didn’t want to hear about anyone else in the same situation. That was when the red haired man next to me looked at me and suddenly spoke to me. “They should have pushed more to get the school open really. I know the PTA didn’t want the extra expense but I could have predicted this would happen.” I gave him a double take as I processed what he’d said. “They haven’t opened up the school?” “Nope. The committee wasn’t willing to pay the janitor. They did put it on the flyer but even so it was bound to happen with a public event. They weren’t thinking of us stall holders either clearly!” He nodded to me and I realised I was sort of bouncing on my heels whilst moving stuff. Was he aware I had to pee or was he just making casual comment? I wasn’t sure at that point but he went on to say he was a teacher and that he had seemingly pointed out to the pta that they weren’t really considering the stall holders, nor the public, especially children, but they were insistent that they wouldn’t make money if they had to pay the three hour let for the whole building just to get access to toilets. I nodded not really sure what to say as I let the fact there was no toilets sink in my mind. As I say I felt sort of awkward especially knowing my sister was on the pta committee so I looked around hoping for some more customers and noticed the family with the boy were still hanging about despite the child obviously getting more and more distressed. The red haired teacher obviously noticed too as I heard him mutter quietly, “You’d think they’d notice he’s bursting. Poor boy.” Our eyes met again and I smiled awkwardly. He was cute looking and obviously caring and for the first time I noticed he was learning on his own car with one ankle over the other. Just then another customer came over and I turned my thoughts back to selling. After they left with a box of cupcakes I turned to rearrange the last of my stuff feeling a bit of a breeze waft up the edge of my dress heightening my need to pee rather a lot. I tried disguising it by moving around but I had this weird feeling I was being watched. However, when I turned back I couldn’t see anyone looking at me at all. Up until this point I had been standing by my car but I had been out for over two hours by this point and my legs and feet were starting to ache. I was also finding it harder to stand still as the tingling feeling between my legs increased to the point it was very distracting. As an experienced car booter I opened the side door of my car and pulled out a canvas fold out chair. As I opened it out the man nearby was standing leaning on his car this time with his legs crossed more at the knees as he smiled down at me. “I wish I had thought of that! Can you tell it’s my first time ever doing a car bout sale?” “Really? I wouldn’t have known. You’ve done pretty well by the looks of it anyway. I actually forgot all about this seat until my feet began aching there.” “Ah. That explains the moving around then.” I wasn’t about to tell a stranger that my movement was nothing to do with my feet and more to do with my full bladder so I decided the safest option was just to agree with him. “This is much better now though.” I glanced at my watch as I noticed the crowd thinning a bit. “Wow. Only 45 minutes to go. I might just sell out by then.” As there was no-one currently looking at his wares he stepped towards mine and took a good look at a box of cupcakes. Picking them up he brought them closer towards me. “I can see why. These look delicious. How much for the box?” I took his money and thanked him. “Fancy checking out what I have to offer then?” I blushed, immediately thinking his words meant something different before realising he literally meant looking at his educational supplies as he nodded to his open boot. I really didn’t want to get off my chair as sitting down was helping me hold my pee so much easier but I kind of felt I owed him so I stood up and took a few steps towards his open boot. It was that standing up that really changed things. All of a sudden it was like my bladder was sending these urgent pangs and all I could think about was finding a bathroom! Of course I already knew the school was closed and it was impossible to get my car out the car park with the crowd and all the cars parked up selling so I was essentially trapped with nowhere to go! I feigned an interest in the encyclopaedias and maths books but I was hyper aware of the fact I had one leg rubbing the back of the other and my hands were rubbing my thighs too. I knew I was sweating and awkward looking so I picked up a book on Victorian Britain just to try and distract myself. “Fascinating period of history that. Marbles, spinning tops, petticoats, corsets and not forgetting the lack of running water and chamber pots!” I felt myself blushing. Why had he had to mention running water and chamber pots? I put the book back and muttered something about not having kids yet and quickly sat back in my canvas folding seat immediately crossing my legs tightly. He laughed a little but I kept my eyes as far away from him as I could. All I could think about though was his mention of a bloody chamber pot! Oh how I would have loved one of those right at that point! There was a bit of a last minute clamber for final bargains but by 12:45 it was obvious the boot sale was winding down. The Volvo next to me was starting to pack up what was left of their second hand toys and books and I heard the red haired teacher talk to me again. “At last! Oh to get home for a cup of coffee and a sit down!” As I packed away what was left of my baking I muttered to myself as I bounced around nervously, now desperate for the loo. I hadn’t intended anyone else to hear me of course! “And a toilet! Oft I so can’t wait to get to one of those!” “You’re not the only one!” I turned in shock and embarrassment to see my car neighbour facing away from the last of the crowd with one hand awkwardly over his crotch and his cheeks scarlet. Checking behind him to make sure no-one was watching he stepped closer to me still clutching between his legs. “Remember that boy earlier telling his mum he wanted home? I’ve been needed to go since before then! I actually can’t believe the pta never paid to get the school open!” “Me neither. But don’t tell my sister I said that! Oh feck I’m bursting here! You think they’d let us go?” “What? Right now?” I looked him in the eye as his face reddened even more as he squeezed his thighs together as I bounced around. “I meant the cars. Not weeing!” “Of course! Sorry! I have pissing on the brain I’m afraid. So got to go!” I chuckled and pressed a hand between my own legs as only he could see (I hoped anyway!) “Me too!” I closed my boot down and remained sitting on my seat squeezing my muscles in and begging time to go faster. Oh how badly I had to go by that point! It really was all I could think about! I must have drifted off a bit into my own desperate mind as I jumped when one of the cars beside me closed their boot with a bang making me leak a bit with the shock. Blushing and looking around anxiously I noticed that the teacher wasn’t there any more. His can boot was now closed but I had no idea where he had went. It was the. I saw my sister approach me looking tired but happy. “You sold out too? Seems everyone has done well! I’m going to head home with the girls now but we’ll FaceTime later tonight as usual. Thanks so much for coming today! You know it means such a lot to us.” I really wanted to get up and hug her to say goodbye but I knew if I was to stand up I would immediately wet myself I was so desperate! In fact after the jump with the car boot closing I could feel my grip loosening by the second! I was honestly sitting there thinking to myself if i sit here any longer I am going to leave a puddle! I waved to Alyson as she walked briskly away towards the gate where my two nieces were waiting with bags. I really wanted to get in my car but I could see none of the cars had left yet and it looked like they were trying to herd the last of the stragglers out the school gate so they could open it to let the cars out one by one so I just sat there squeezing and tensing and praying I could hold on. Meanwhile I still couldn’t see the teacher guy until several minutes later when I heard a car door and then heard him behind me. I turned to see him walking around the front of his car away from everyone as he came beside my chair and leaned on it casually. “Finally. Looks like we can leave at last.” How was he so calm sounding when I was absolutely frantic and struggling to even talk? I looked up to see him smiling and relaxed. My puzzled look must have been obvious as he leaned quietly down and filled me in. “You’re not the only one who had something in their car to help them relax! I couldn’t wait any longer so I sat in my car and used an empty bottle I had in the door well. It was that or piss against the car!” Talk about feel jealous! Here I was nearly wetting myself while this man, whose name I didn’t even know, had just emptied his bladder metres from me into a bottle without anyone knowing! I wanted to scream at the unfairness. I sat silently not even knowing what to say when finally he broke the silence. “Pity that book didn’t come with some real artefacts. Marbles maybe, or a petticoat…or a chamber pot perhaps?” I think the redness of my face, the way I was sitting, the ways my mouth tensed and how my knuckles were white with gripping the sides of the fold up seat all told him what he needed to know. I knew then looking at the people talking and the closed gates and the locked school that I wasn’t going to make it home dry. I closed my eyes as another strong bladder spasm pushed against me. As tightly as I tried to squeeze and fight against it it hurt and the pressure was incredibly strong. A spurt shot out making my pants warm and damp. I bowed my head and took a deep breath trying to wade off the discomfort. If he knew what was happening he was at least sensitive enough not to say and kind enough to step forward and casually cover me. I gasped softly as another urge pushed down from my distended aching bladder as another warm spurt escaped. This time it took seconds longer to clamp off and I could feel the chair was now damp with my pee. The man glanced back and winked but then immediately turned away and looked around as if trying to protect me. I leaned slightly forwards trying not to cry as my hands gripped the side of the chair tightly. I couldn’t go on. I couldn’t hold even another second as I raised my bottom ever so slightly from the canvas seat and relaxed as urine whizzed steadily out from between my legs, soaking through my pants and running down my leg, collecting on the canvas chair before slowly soaking through and dribbling onto the ground. I longed to stop but my body wouldn’t let me as I did all I could to balance myself and keep at least the front and sides of my dress dry. My pee was pooling on the chair as I peed so furiously that it was now meeting my knickers that were slightly raised above it. Yet I still couldn’t stop going! The metal legs of the chair were soaked, the seat pretty much ruined I expected and I was utterly mortified. Apparently the pta raised a fortune and not one person complained about the school building being closed so they have no plans to change it next year. I’m certainly not going to ever mention to my sister what happened that day but from now on I will definitely be reading the small print on things. Oh and I had to get a new fold up chair but I found a great one at a car boot sale the following week. I found a book about Victorian Britain too but I left that one. It reminded me far too much of that day for some reason…..
  7. 4 times in 4 days Part 1 Anya gained great satisfaction as a mentor for young adults. It had its fair share of challenges, like all jobs, but getting to the root causes of someone’s difficulties and helping them morph into an employable citizen with the necessary skills to succeed and live independently brought her so much pleasure. It took time, often up to six months with each client group, but the achievement of hearing that some of them went on to college or gained employment, or in some cases went on to live by themselves or move in with girlfriends or boyfriends or house mates, always made her heart beat stronger and her smile that bit wider. While some of her older female colleagues often mothered the clients and the older men even fathered them at times Anya, being younger, often found herself being chatted up or eyed up by many of the male clients. She was only in her late twenties, dressed professionally and her long black hair and darker skin drew attention to her quickly. Yet Anya held her own and was respected by clients and colleagues alike. So when in the weekly meeting she suggested taking some of her current group out on 1-1 trips in order to connect better with them by exploring their personal interests her requested was granted easily. She could hold her own and was more than capable of risk assessing and keeping herself and any clients safe. So on her first of four days spent with clients doing activities of their choosing Anya found herself picking up TJ in her car and heading out to the country for a day of bird spotting. Fully organised with a picnic, a blanket, warm clothing, a flask of warm tea and even some binoculars she’d found packed away in a cupboard, Anya was looking forward to getting to know TJ better and finding out what made him tick. TJ knew exactly where to go and directed Anya to a hideout about a miles walk from the nearest car park and they settled in for a morning of watching birds. At first TJ was on edge, put off by Anna’s presence and concerned she might disturb him, but after an hour or so he began to relax more when Anya poured out her first flask of tea and TJ opened a can of soda and they both took a break from bird sporting to chat. TJ spoke with a passion Anya hadn’t heard before and she was impressed by his knowledge and eye for detail. Before long they were both peering out the hideout as TJ whispered about what they could see now and Anya actually found herself enjoying the quietness and peace of hiding out and watching the wild birds. They paused again for lunch with Anya impressed that TJ had organised his own food and they chatted more over their food as TJ revealed more about his previous troubles and began slowly opening up more to his mentor. Anya finished her flask of tea and put it away beginning to wonder how much longer they might stay hidden away as she found her bladder slowly filling and wondering what she might do about it. TJ drank another can of something with his lunch but before they resumed watching again he casually said he was popping out the hide for some fresh air and Anya nodded thinking nothing if it. The hideout was cramped and cold and she could easily understand why anyone would want some air. She’d have got some herself had it not been for the fact she was warm under her blanket and wanted to tidy away her lunch stuff back into her bag. TJ returned keen to get back to seeing what was going on now with the wildlife he was so fascinated with and Anya picked up her binoculars and started watching too, her concentration beginning to wane though as her bladder filled more and more. Changing position to try and stay comfortable TJ looked at her disdainfully as the slight noise she made clearly caused him some offence. “Shhh. You’re frightening them away! Sit still please!” Anya felt humiliated to be chastised by a client so did her upmost to compose herself feeling herself slightly embarrassed and ashamed. Unfortunately her bladder wasn’t listening though and just minutes later a strong urge made her move again. This time TJ was even less patient almost shouting at Anyaand suggesting she leave the hide out if she couldn’t stay still. “You got ants in your pants or something?” Anya really wanted to reply telling TJ what was wrong but was determined to calm him and stay composed instead. “Sorry. Just a bit of cramp. Just let me stand for a bit then I’ll be fine.” So she stood in the hide trying to focus on the birds outside but feeling her need to urinate getting more and more urgent. Why wasn’t TJ needing too? It was only then it crossed her mind that his ‘getting some air’ might actually have been to relieve himself outside. If only it was that easy for a woman, especially one in in a skirt and tights and smart jumper! She resolved to not mention her need to her client hoping he’d feel the desire to leave soon enough anyway. 3pm came and went and Anya was really struggling now. The hide was chilly, sending cold air right up her legs, and staying still for more than a few minutes was pretty much impossible. She screwed her toes up in her flat shoes, tensed her thighs and slowed her breathing deliberately. She had to wait. It was just one of those things. Besides TJ had now whispered an apology since he was distracted by some new bird he’d seen and getting excited at what it was doing. At least with his eyes stuck firm to his binoculars he couldn’t see that Anya had her legs crossed and was biting her lip. Whispering so as not to scare the birds away Anya decided enough was enough. She was bursting for the loo and still needed to drop TJ home before she herself could get home to a bathroom. Even leaving now she doubted she could make it home dry. “TJ do you think we ought to call it a day? Maybe head home?” “You’re kidding right? Can’t you see what I can? Look! I’m not leaving now. Not when it’s just getting exciting. But we need to stay quiet ok! This is important to me. You wanted to come.” It’s true she had wanted to come and it had been a good day so far but now things had changed and staying, for her at least, wasn’t much of an option. She really really had to pee! Maybe it was time to fess up and just tell TJ? Whispering so as not to cause more disturbance Anya shook her leg then stepped quietly from foot to foot. “I know. It’s just…” TJ was facing away from her, binoculars at his eyes, and she really was desperate now having been needing to go since lunch time hours ago. Assuming he would be none the wiser she pressed against her skirt into her crotch in the vain hope it might help. Her movements startled TJ who sighed, turned to look right at Anya then gasped. “You don’t…you aren’t needing…” “I’m sorry TJ. I know I promised to spend the full day with you but I just really need to find a toilet. Could we call it a day maybe?” “Just go pee outside. It’s what I do. Just be super quiet though won’t you. Don’t scare them away whatever you do.” Anya reddened. What? Pee outside where anyone nearby might see her? Absolutely not! She was a lady, a professional woman. That was out of the question! Still whispering Anya looked down at her own feet embarrassed. “It’s not that easy TJ. Not for a woman. I can’t do that. Please can we go.” TJ turned from where he was engrossed watching birds, looking frustrated and almost angry. “Ten minutes? Please. There’s a hawfinch just flown onto that tree. See? There! You know how rare it is to spot one of those? I’m not going until she flies away. Seriously. This is like gold dust. Please?” Against her better judgement Anya nodded though she knew that ten minutes right now would feel like an eternity. As quietly as she could she sat back down on the plastic folding chairs she’d brought with her wrapping her blanket over her legs and squirming underneath. Still seriously bursting she pulled her elasticated skirt wider at the waist and slid a hand in to rub her underwear over her tights as silently as she could. Pressing and rubbing helped but the second she stopped her bladder sent such strong signals that she had to lean forwards on the chair and gasp. TJ looked at her with a look of annoyance as Anya whispered embarrassed. “I’m desperate. Sorry!” “Just go here then. Just be quiet ok!” What? Pee in a hideout with a male client in the same tiny space? Was he crazy? But this was bad. Really bad. And sitting how she was she was practically masturbating herself under the blanket desperately trying not to pee herself. There was no way she could drive like this, in fact she couldn’t even stand to get to her car right now! Squirming on the chair even more than before she moaned quietly trying to hold back the torrent of liquid screaming to be released. TJ just kept staring excitedly out at the birds tutting quietly under his breath clearly annoyed at Anya. Another twinge from her bladder and Anya felt a dribble leaking into her knickers as she gasped quietly. She had to do something…NOW! As quietly as she could, keeping her hand down inside her skirt for security, she stood up as best as she could, hung the blanket over the back of the chair to get at least some privacy then hobbled behind the plastic chair, pulled her skirt up as much as possible, bent down on her knees and relaxed. At first her urine ran down her leg softly and quietly like even it was afraid of disturbing the birds that TJ was so captivated by but then, outside of anything she could now control, a long hissing strong flow pushed through the gusset of her knickers and tights and formed a thick stream pouring out of her body onto the floor of the lookout. The noise was unmistakable in the silence, her shame palpable. TJ didn’t turn despite how obvious it was that Anya was peeing as Anya finally felt relieved, though hugely embarrassed, as she pulled her shoes off, poured out urine from them, then slid her wet tights and knickers down tossing them into a corner hoping they would somehow disappear never to be seen again. Making herself dignified by slipping her shoes back on her bare feet and wiping down her skirt Anya walked as silently as she could back to her plastic fold up chair as if nothing had happened. Minutes later TJ turned back, his binoculars back down around his neck, his face calm but happy. “It flew away. Shame. I’m going to come back though. Maybe see if my dad will drop me back on Friday. I loved this by the way. Thanks for coming. Did you see that hawfinch? I so need a better camera you know. Could really have done with one of those today.” “You know TJ if you let me help you prepare for interviews you could easily get a good job that pays enough to buy a good camera in no time. You’d be such a great employee with your concentration, eye for detail and organisation skills. We just need to work a bit on your CV but you honestly could get a job really soon.” “You actually think so? I could get a wage and buy myself a camera? That’s quite awesome don’t you think. Would you help me, with the CV and interview stuff? I’d really like that.” “Deal. When you come into the centre next week we’ll start work right away. Now let’s get you home before it’s too dark to see our way back to the car. A hawfinch…I’ll look that up on google tonight. Quite a day for us both I think.” “Aye. I’ll not forget this Anya. Thanks again.”
  8. My apartment does NOT have any TOILETS installed so when I needed a wee one morning it was handy that I was naked and in my kitchen at the time as I could just use the sink as a urinal. The sink is just the right height for my penis to lay on! https://www.erome.com/i/HyHrMOi7
  9. One morning I woke up absolute busting for a pee but as there is no toilet installed in my apartment I quickly had to think of something else I could use to relieve myself. Due to my desperation there was no time to put on some pants to wet them (I sleep in the nude) and the water bottle by my bed was not even half empty, so couldn't wee in that either... I was at breaking point and couldn't hold it any longer so resorted to kneeling down and urinating on the carpet, creating quite a puddle. https://www.erome.com/i/v272IStx
  10. Following on from my recent status where I ended up having to use the kitchen sink as a urinal because I got desperate for a pee in my apartment that has no toilet facilities, here is the video: https://www.erome.com/i/HyHrMOi7
  11. No Time Hilary looked at her iPad as she walked up the long path to the next house. She sighed to see she was still nowhere near target and would have another long shift. Being paid per meter reading was great in an area where many were home all day, sheltered housing, council housing estates and the likes, but here in a huge new built area where everyone was out at work it meant a long day trying to reach target. In didn’t help that today was Friday and therefore Hilary couldn’t just call it a day and hope to catch up tomorrow. She still had 45 meter readings to do and she just had to keep on working until she had them. If only electric meters were outside like gas ones she would be fine but, of course, they had to be inside and she needed entry to another 45 houses before she could finish. Dressed in smart uniform of company navy trousers, a blouse with company logo, a suit jacket and flat black shoes and carrying a company iPad over her shoulders with an ID lanyard round her neck, Hilary was certainly feeling the heat. She walked back to her car and moved along to the next crescent full of detached and semi-detached new houses. Checking the time she took 15 minutes to eat a pre-packed sandwich, an apple and to drink a bottle of water. It was 12:30 and if she wanted to finish by dinner time she couldn’t break for long especially as she’d so far only managed to get ten households in and therefore just ten readings. Hot and tired she removed her suit jacket and left it in the car and headed out to start the next street. 40 minutes later she returned to the car to move it again having only managed to get four more readings. The large sprawling new area was split into six areas by different builders and Hilary started her engine, drove around the area she had just walked round and moved into the area across the way to try there. Needing the toilet slightly she hoped to at least find a few more people home this side. Before getting out she checked her postcode allocation hoping there might even be a small area of rented houses somewhere that might speed her up but alas her only allocation was the new build area. The afternoon heat was giving her a slight headache so Hilary opened another bottle of cold water from her in-car cooler and drank most of it before getting out the car. Her long hair was wet at the neck with the heat and not for the first time Hilary wished the company would allow hats on hot days. Every house here was detached again but at least the driveways were shorter and within half an hour Hilary had managed to get to 15 doors, though only managing to read 2 more meters. What was even more annoying was her growing need for a bathroom. Normally Hilary would drive to a nearby supermarket or petrol station and use the facilities there but with so many readings short if she wanted home for dinner there just wouldn’t be time, not at the rate she was getting doors answered today anyway. She tried ignoring her bladder but with so few doors being answered that wasn’t easy. Finally she got a homeowner in and read another meter! But she still needed 39 more and it wasn’t looking hopeful. She looked back at her car and decided to walk round to the next street and not bother moving the car this time. The streets here had wide driveways and little space between houses so finding a place to park without blocking access would be difficult and with so many meters still to read every minute counted. Hilary could feel her bladder filling as she rang the next bell. She moved slightly from foot to foot subconsciously as her mind preoccupied itself with her growing need. Having waited a few minutes and seeing no vehicles in the drive again she reluctantly moved on. The next house was the same. The next the same again. What a frustrating afternoon! Finally Hilary had two houses in a row with someone home but by now bending over to read electric meters was pressing against her bladder increasing her need. By half way along the long street Hilary was finding things increasingly difficult. Standing still waiting for doors to be answered was not happening much at all and to make matters worse she was getting further and further away from her car. Ringing the bell at number 61 Hilary could think of nothing else apart from how much she wished she could spare the time to pee. When an older gentleman answered the door unexpectedly Hilary jumped and crossed her legs. As if to make matters worse just inside the door Hilary could see a small downstairs toilet door open and she had to look away. How she longed to be able to just ask to use the bathroom but the risk the gentleman might report her and she would lose her job was too much. Hilary showed her lanyard to the gentleman and told him what she was there for. ‘Of course! Come in! The cupboard is just here next to the toilet.’ Hilary wished he wouldn’t say that word. Just the word sent a spasm from her bladder and she crossed her legs again as she bent over to read the meter. ‘Is it ok if I access your gas one now?’ ‘Yes, of course! It’s out the back. Just follow me.’ Hilary followed behind moving constantly as she did. Seeing a toilet right beside her had intensified her need so much but she really had no time to go. She quickly read the meter and thanked the man as she inputted the details onto the iPad. Walking back through the house she glanced longingly at the open toilet again wishing she had the time to find somewhere to go. As the older gentleman closed his front door Hilary bounced on her feet trying not to pee dance in a public street but bursting to go. Spurred on by finally getting someone home Hilary rang the next bell standing with one leg in front of the other, subtly rocking back and forth while she waited. Amazingly it was answered too and Hilary flustered over her words with trying to hold her bladder and the unexpected answer. Again she was invited in by an older lady and as before the house also had a toilet just by the electric meter though this one was closed. Just the sign ‘toilet’ on the door though made Hilary cringe as she longed to be able to use it. She read both meters promptly and walked out anxious not to show how close she was to having an accident. Now incredibly keen to use a toilet, but aware she still had so many readings to do and no time to go, Hilary decided to cross the road and at least head back to her own car. It seemed a tiny dot in the distance with so many houses and so much time before she would get there. She rang the first door bell on the other side pressing her thighs tight together as she did. Like so many before there was no answer and Hilary hobbled to the next house. She curled her toes in her shoes as she tensed all over as she yet again rang another bell and yet again had no answer. Sweating and worried Hilary looked down the street to her car then checked the screen on her company iPad trying to work out what to do. Even without trying any more doors she was no longer sure her bladder could hold back until she reached her car, got in and drove somewhere with an open bathroom. Time wasn’t on her side at all. She decided to try one last door and then head back to her car. She walked down the wide empty driveway and rang the bell as usual, stepping from foot to foot and bringing one leg up behind her. It was now almost 4pm and she’d been holding her bladder for hours with no time to go. Checking no-one was looking she hid a hand behind her iPad and gave herself a tight squeeze. It helped but as soon as she removed her hand her need to pee intensified greatly. Unfortunately for Hilary it was another time with no-one home and she decided that she just couldn’t afford to wait any longer so headed back towards her car. Just then Hilary’s company phone rang and whilst briskly walking down the road Hilary answered. She tried to hide her moans and struggle but her intuitive boss must have picked something up. ‘Are you ok there Hilary?’ ‘Y....yes...it’s just....it’s just I haven’t managed to get enough people home and....’ ‘Is it the postcode? That’s the new build estate you are in isn’t it?’ ‘Yes...just so few home during the day...been here all day....sorry one second...’ Hilary stopped to once again grab herself, now not even bothered if anyone saw. She just had to get into her car quickly and get to a toilet. She had to! ‘Listen Hilary you are one of our best workers. You have a proven history and this isn’t your fault. I was thinking how about I ignore your targets this week and adjust your hours next week. I was thinking that area might be better to do at night? How would you feel about starting much later next week and working through to 8pm? I’ll make it worth your while with a bonus as we need to try and get more accurate readings for that area. What do you think?’ Hilary wanted to cry, partly with relief at the thought of her target being reduced and party because her bladder was about to burst. She put her key into the door of her car and climbed in the drivers seat as her boss waited for a reply. ‘Yeah. I think...I think that’ll be fine.’ In the car Hilary immediately put both hands between her legs and kneaded her vagina in utter desperation. She tried to hide her moans but couldn’t help taking a deep intake of breath as she felt another strong surge from her bladder for release. ‘Hilary? Hilary? Are you definitely ok there?’ ‘Mmmmm....yeah....it’s...it’s been a very long day.’ ‘Hilary you need to look after yourself. Finish up for today and go home. Don’t worry about the time or your targets. I’ll sort that for you. You’ve done your best and some days just don’t go to plan. Ok?’ Hilary put her keys in the ignition as she tried to get comfortable enough to drive, her eyes filling with tears. With her bottom firmly pressed back as far as she could in the seat, her thighs tightly squeezed and her bum cheeks clenched she hung her mobile on its stand and indicated to move out. Unaware she still hadn’t hung up and neither had her boss she let out a whimper as a long spurt of urine squirted out into her underwear. ‘No....please no....’ ‘Hilary are you ok? Talk to me...’ ‘I’m ok.I’ve had an accident but I’m ok.’ ‘Hilary? Hilary? Do you need me to come pick you up? Is the car ok? What happened? Do you want me to call the police?’ Hilary whimpered more as she grabbed fruitlessly between her legs with one hand as urine surged out of her running down her legs, dripping off the seat and soaking her trousers completely. ‘No! No! The car is fine. I am....ok...it wasn’t the car...sorry need to go. Have to drive. Next week will be fine. Thanks!’ Hilary pressed to hang up the phone, her eyes crying with sheer relief. Next week she would be much more prepared and she’d MAKE time to pee regardless of any targets. For now she just needed home and sorted and to have a much needed coffee.
  12. Sorry, I’m not a good story teller and my English are far away from perfection but I promise a comeback so... let’s do it. I was home alone finally this weekend after a long time waiting for it. I try to ask for a dare to accomplish to add to the fun. So, I wake up yesterday reading the forum to see if someone answered me. The result.... a complete day no toilet (if I had to do #2, I wet myself before going to toilet) and can change my clothes only 3 times during the day. So I used the toilet only for my morning pee because I was not home alone before 10 and was already at 9 when I wake up... My first set of cloth: grey pant pyjamas, habitually I didn’t wear panty under it but to add of the fun I put one on, and a grey T-shirt so i begin my day with my coffee like I always do. I was planed to take it easy during the morning I drink 2 glass of water watching a movie. So after my movie (around 11 o’clock) I had to pee again... for this first time, I just sat on the toilet with my cloth on because didn’t wanted to have to wash the complete house after my fun..... So it resulted of my scrotch completely wet and my bump too. After that, I begin to do my chores... so I was the dishes... my wetness was just enough to drop a bit around my leg but not enough to drop on the floor. And after that prepared myself something to eat... a spicy soup with a big glass of water... So after eating I had to pee again... so back on the toilet cloth on again... I had some more chores to do, and to add to the fun i decided to pass the rest of the day drinking like a rapid desperation method but pee myself unless used the toilet. mid afternoons ... 2 more visit on the toilet to completed everything... and my pjs enough wet dripping on my feet... second set of cloth: put 3 pairs of panties with work pants and a shirt plus a pair of socks. This time no more sit down on the toilet... Ser un a bed conforter under my computer chair and sit down there until the dinning time ... I bring with me 2 litters of water and a tequila bottle... (alcohol helped me just enough to relax myself) so I piss myself several time sit there playing my video games... I was completely wet after that... Can feel the wetness of my shirt on my belly... so when I stop playing i just changed myself again... and clean everything... My last set of cloth: my everyday jeans with panty sock and belt to push on my bladder... pair of socks as my preferred shirt After that, it was Time to prepare the dinner. For this last set of clothes, I decided to go for a desperation pee and I slow down the drinking too. So at the end of evening Is was truly desesperate... I dribbled on my seat, cross my led, press between my leg ... so that means it’s time for me to complete the day..... I stand in the bath and let a little spurts going out to try to release the pressure... was really hard to stop peeing but I managed to.... 1 minutes later the pressure was at 10/10 again so I try to let a spurt going out again... this time I didn’t managed to stop.... I completely wet myself and it was a real pleasure to let all that pressure going out.... I was standing in the bath, feet in my puddle.... It completed my day without toilet... it let you imagine the end of story... but it finish after that with a long hot shower....
  13. Totally out the blue today I was driving and saw a guy peeing! it’s been a cold autumn day here with frost this morning. I had to drive somewhere and was on my return journey through small villages surrounded by countryside when it happened. It was around midday and I was in a single lane queue of traffic due to some temporary roadworks. As I was stationary I looked out my side window and saw a roadside worker with his luminous clothing including yellow waterproof trousers and jacket heading for a nearby tree. still not moving I watched as he attempted to ‘hide’ behind the tree despite the sides of his bright uniform clearly on show. his legs were slightly apart and although hidden it was obvious he was pissing. As the traffic eventually moved I watched him in my rear mirror as he came back walking towards were the roadworks were. for the rest of my day I have been wondering how long he wanted to go, how full he was to resort to that and how many other times he’s done it before.whatwould he do if working in more urban areas? I imagine peeing like he did must really have been a last resort but the cold weather must have made holding so much harder. very few road works that I know of have any access to bathrooms so I wonder how common it is for workers to find them self in this predicament?
  14. Have you ever heard of a huge 200-person camp that has a competition for the strongest bladder every year? In our outdoor camp, people come to have a good time and relax. The conditions for the rest are simple - everything is free before the first trip to Tulayet. The one who will last the longest will receive $ 10,000 and a subscription for full admission to all the pleasures in our camp until the end of the holiday. A lot of people are sent in order to develop willpower, or it is banal to have a rest. There are no toilets in the houses themselves, and every person is watched over. The only toilets are in the center of the camp. Every day people can offer you a drink of water and you cannot refuse. How do you like our offer? And I came back again. I need 4 characters and 1 of them is male. Thank you all, I look forward to your reactions. Name: Age: Appearance: Urinary volume: Appearance: Weaknesses: Ability to be oblivious to need:
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