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  1. Just 3 Days ago I saw another crazy hot desperation by my best friend and co-worker Elizabeth. Some of you might already know Elizabeth from my Story "Urgent Office Desperation" and i tell you her desperations are always super hot because of her pee shyness. For those of you who don't know Elizabeth, she is 24 Years old about 5'6, 125lbs with a fit but still kinda "thick" figure. Elizabeth has Black Curly Hair that reach to her Shoulders and a super pretty face. Elizabeth is one of those Girls, who is super pretty for pretty much no reason and because of that never had a Boyfriend in her life. Elizabeth has a Big Problem with her Pee Shyness that appears to get bigger and bigger by the Years. In her youth i could never recall her holding her pee desperately, but now she appears to run from one desperation into another. 3 Days ago, Elizabeth and i both had our last working Days of the Year and it was amazing. Because it was the Last Day of Work for us two our Boss Daniela decided that we would start of the Day with a quick Department intern breakfast. Elizabeth was drinking alot of Tea in that time, when we started with work nothing Special happened. The Day went by and Elizabeth, as usual, hadn't used the bathroom all day. By now it was half past three, so the working day was pretty much nearly done. We only had our End of the Year department Meeting left. Usually we didn't get of Work this soon, so i thought i would ask Elizabeth if she wanted to go to a small Bistro that just opened. Elizabeth was happily agreed, now i know what some of you might think. Was this a Date? No, we both had known each other since early childhood and were like siblings to each other. We are too close to get together and we both know it. Both of us and our other co-workers Kevin and Marc all made our way to the Conference-room to listen to Daniela one Last Time this Year. Elizabeth next to me was kinda fidgety, that caught my attention just a little bit. Elizabeth had one super desperate Holding in this Room once before and looks just a bit desperate here again. Again, i have to ask you to look Up "Urgent Office Desperation" to get the full Backstory on this. Elizabeth was fanning her knees in her tight light blue Jeans ever so slightly. After just a few minutes she started to cross and uncross her legs every 30 or so Seconds. The Meeting ended after 45 Minutes, Elizabeth was sitting with crossed legs for the majority of the time. Both of us quickly made our way to my Car, the Bistro was about 25 Minutes away, so i took the opportunity and went in our Company's Bathroom before leaving. Even tho Elizabeth was clearly desperate she waited outside for me, her pee shyness must have taken over her common sense at this Point. Well at least she could go in the Bistro, if she really needed to go..... While we were driving to the Bistro nothing much happened, Elizabeth was just sitting with her legs crossed the entire drive. After about half an Hour we finally arrived at the Bistro, the Bistro was fully booked. We were sat next to each other in a Corner table. Elizabeth and I waited a few minutes and then the Waitress took the our Order, even before our Food arrived Elizabeth had already downed nearly half a liter of Water. For some reason her desperation did not increase at all, you could even say that it decreased the more she drank. About 10 Minutes later our Food arrived, it was very good. I mean it was really good, i haven't had this good of a meal in a Long Time and Elizabeth agreed, she was very happy with the food. After we finished our Main Course we ordered some Dessert. While we were waiting Elizabeth grew very desperate in a short time, she re-positioned herself and sat on her heels. But she must have quickly realised that this might have looked weird and sat down normally again. With that she started to hold herself at the crotch, you could see that her desperation was getting bad now. It went higher and higher at a rapid pace, only a minute or so later she started to desperately fan her legs. She had a very worried look in her Eyes and was really at the verge of peeing herself. Out of nowhere Elizabeth excused herself and asked the waiter for the bathroom, which was super out of Character from her. So she was away for a few Minutes, in the meantime our Dessert came and i started to slowly eat the carrot cake that we ordered. A few Minutes later Elizabeth came back, she sat down but something didn't feel right. She quickly ate the cake and waited for me with a impatient look, i got a quick look at Elizabeth's legs under the table, her legs were crossed and she held her crotch. I quietly asked her if she went to the bathroom, but I could tell from her look that that probably wasn't the case. So I quickly finished my cake and asked for the bill, but Elizabeth's situation was getting worse by the second, it was clear to me that I had to act quickly and that in a few minutes it might be too late. After a while the bill came, I paid the bill very quickly and gave the waiter a little tip. At the same time, Elizabeth could no longer sit still she was bouncing in her Seat while grabbing her crotch super tight, also to help her bladder she even double crossed her legs as tight as she could (maybe even tripple crossing at one Point), again just like in her Office Desperation just a few weeks ago to a point, which would make you think as if her legs could snap at any second from the sheer pressure and tightness of the double cross. But she was able to pull herself together, got up safely and we both walked to the car slowly. Every few steps she stopped and crossed her legs while holding herself like a little girl. I asked her if she was able to hold it until home, but she said she probably couldn't. Now we had a huge problem, the pee shy Elizabeth was in PUBLIC and couldn't hold it anymore. Eventually we got into the Car and drove off, Elizabeth was double crossing her legs the entire Journey while holding herself and bouncing up and down in her seat. She was for sure slowly loosing it, a wet patch slowly formed on her light blue jeans with each passing Minute it slightly grew. Out of Nowhere Elizabeth asked me to Stop the Car, we were in the middle of nowhere in the woods. She got out and bounced from one foot to the other while holding herself at the crotch. She asked me if i could make sure no one is watching her, then she quickly disappeared behind a bush and returned shortly afterwards, very relieved. We got Back into the Car and i asked her if she was able to empty her Bladder now. She just nodded her head and gave me a small smile. I think she learned her lesson with this desperation, even tho she was amazing at holding her pee sometimes the desperation gets to big to keep it back. This Desperation could have ended in disaster, something like a full Public wetting, but luckily for her it didn't. Since then i had her at my Place twice and both times she went to the bathroom after Holding it for a bit. So at the end of the Day she is still a bit shy when going to Bathrooms elsewhere than hers, but she has improved a lot.
  2. The Mackenzie Peeing Dress Aehrehnn Under Floor is in front of the factory floor in front door closed and locked up occupied back in the door restrooms

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  3. Before I begin, I'm really pee shy, like I can't get even a single drop when in a urinal or a stall if there are others, like at all, which means a no relief if there is anyone else in the bathroom So... where do I start? The story takes time at September and with all the exaggeration of this thrilling story, it's gonna be a long ride so buckle up boyos. Today I woke up with a nagging feeling in my bladder, looked at the clock, it was 2pm, class started at 6pm and the lecture started at 8pm so I had plenty of time in my disposal ;). I pressed my bladder felt a twinge and went to the "living room" (in other words just turn the sofa to sofa mode since it's a really small apartment), layed on the couch, ruffled the new carpet, turned on the TV, drank a cup of coffee and 2 glasses of water, looked at my trash bag at the kitchen corner and thought I'd take it out as I leave. I fell asleep on the couch and woke up at 5pm. Barely enough time to get to uni. I shot up and felt a strong pang in bladder which made me wince hard. I quickly put on my black jeans, and sweatshirt, took my bag and zoomed barefoot with my shoes and belt in hand to the elevator, put on my shoes and then my belt. Big mistake. I instantly felt like I got kicked in the bladder. The elevator got down and I power walked to the bus station around a block away. In the bus there was not a single vacant seat, which meant I had to be standing the whole 30 minute ride which means every bump made me feel ready to piss my pants. When I got there, I briskly walked to the class and took my seat just in time. It was agonizing, class felt like it would never end, time went at a snails pace. Finally it ended, sooner than usual because the professor had some urgent to tend to, which left me with a bit over an hour of free time before the 3hour lecture. I almost jogged to the bathroom, went in and both stalls where occupied, which left only the urinals usable. I went up to one, fumbled with my buckle, got it out, aimed and... Nothing, not even a drop, bladder still agonizingly full and felt hard to the touch, waited a bit, still nothing, flustered I zipped my pants, squishing my bladder in the process and zipped outa there. After this failed attempt I wobbled to the library. When I got there I took a book, sat on the table near the back and took my shoes off, rubbed my bare feet on the carpet and flipped through the book in order to calm my nerves and get to the toilet, that is in the middle right of the library. I got up went to the toilet, got in took in out in a swift motion and started going a really thin stream. When relief started washing over me and my mind cleared, I felt cold, specifically the bottom of my soles. Oh crap. My stream faltered, I immediately felt a strong pang, crossed my legs and shoved a hand between them, still so so full, at least I'm not in danger of pissing my pants, I raise one of my feet behind me to see how they are. The outline of my sole was dark grey... great. I stayed there a bit, pointing at the toilet, waiting the urge to come back, just as I feel it on the tip ready to come out, my phone went off. Shit the lecture. I quickly fixed myself and felt a spurt coming out, grabbed my crotch, went to my table got my shoes in hand and booked it to the lecture. I quickly seated myself and put on my shoes,my bladder hurting as I leaned to put on the backs. The lecture was 3 hours long. At first I was uncomfortable but I could manage, as the 2 hour went by I felt like I was filled to the brim, my swollen bladder felt hard as rock, I couldn't pay attention to the lecture at all, as the 3 hour came to a close I was sweating profusely, I was filled to the brim, my eyes where floating, I breathed really shallowly cause it felt like every breath was going to make me spill and break the dam, I could barely speak. Almost 12 hours with no toilet. I walked trembling to the bus and rode back, somehow with no incidents. When I got the bus stop, got off and went to my street, which thank God had only two bulbs and my small apartment complex door is in the dark parts. Nearing home, I felt a jet of pee going through my wet underwear to my pants, I instantly kicked off my shoes in order to not pee in them and padded barefoot to the building. Through sheer will I got myself to the elevator and then my apartment. When I opened the door I bent over because of a pang and shuffled to the toilet. To my dismay I was locked up because of all the andrenaline and needed a bit of time to calm down. Just as I was about to piss my phone went off once again. Oh god. I felt my knees weaken and my pants wetter. A really good friend of mine was outside and needed the toilet. I had told her about the new carpet beforehand, so she took of her flats from the elevator and hobbled inside the toilet and released a torrent of piss for over a minute, it made me almost fall to my knees and piss a bit more in my pants, in a last ditch effort, I stumbled the elevator with the garbage bag saying I'm taking the bag out. When I got in the elevator I did a full on potty dance. As the heavy urge passed I took a look at my soles outline which was pitch black. As I got out and near the garbage can, I felt more spurts coming out, so I unfastened my tight belt and fished it out mid spurt and started going. The relief was orgasmic. I felt tingling from my bladder to my toes, it was great, I peed for almost two minutes straight, felt my bladder deflate. When I finished I got my shoes, went back inside and chilled with a bit with my friend (thank God for the black jeans, as no patches where seen), escorted her to the front door and plopped on the couch and propped my dirty feet trying to wrap my head around today. I have another story about how I ended up together with that friend, but it's a story for another time.
  4. My first story, featuring a long-term m/m relationship where one partner introduces his secret bladder control kink and the other decides to humor him for their anniversary, but finds he enjoys it more than he thought. I liked playing with these characters and trying to make sure they were plausible as fem-leaning middle class millennial guys. This is an endurance story, with all the delicious drawn-out suffering that entails. I chose a hold length of 9-12 hours that would be agonizing for an untrained person, but also within the realm of reality. There is some sex in this, but it's not described as vividly as the desperation. ______ As promised, the LGBTQIA+ art history exhibit at the Newsome Gallery was unsuitable for visitors under the age of 18. “I feel like we’re the least kinky gays who ever lived,” Jack mused as he looked up at the Tom of Finland print on the wall, which depicted beefy park rangers having a four-way at a highway rest area. Jack was slender guy, just past 30. He had warm brown eyes and a debonair hairstyle with a side part. His nose was long for his face and crooked, which made him look gawky, but his smile more than made up for it in the eyes of his husband, Leo, who stood beside him. Leo was a little older, a little stouter, and a lot blonder. He had a mustache. “I see it as my mission in life to bring them back,” he would tell people with regard to the mustache, to Jack’s good-natured annoyance. “Nonsense. You can’t compare us to,” Leo gestured at the beefiest and most generously endowed park ranger, “the seventies!” “I’m not talking about the seventies. I’m talking about our friends. Bo and Tim just opened their relationship and started going to steam rooms, and they won’t shut up about it. They’re probably laughing at us behind our backs for being so vanilla. We have zero kinks put together.” “Well, I wouldn’t say zero kinks,” Leo mumbled, low, and then stopped himself. Jack turned to him, eyes wide, mouth open: “oh my God, do you have a kink?” he whispered, teasing. Leo stammered. “Oh my God, you have a kink. You totally have a kink. I can see the kinkiness in your eyes.” “It was a joke. I was kidding.” “Don’t lie to me, kinkster! What is it? Bondage, spanking, 1970s park rangers?” “Honey, we’re in public.” “Yeah, in public looking at porn.” “Did you ever think Tom of Finland helped promote unrealistic male body standards that plague the gay community to this day?” “Don’t change the subject.” They heard a yelp behind them: “Leo, it’s you! And you brought Jack!” It was Ramona, Leo’s mohawked friend from the upholstery studio where he worked. She promptly swept them up in an arty conversation about the unique ways various lesbian painters utilized space, which Jack, a CPA by trade, couldn’t quite follow. She would end up luring them to a remarkable tiny Jamaican restaurant between a boxing gym and a rail yard, where she regaled them with funny stories about her ex-girlfriend who tried to keep koi in the bathtub. The strange conversation under the Tom of Finland print receded to the back of Jack and Leo’s minds as they dug into escabeche and basked in Ramona’s boisterous energy. It was dark before they started for home. ____ As Jack was driving home along back roads that evening, something nagged at him. He turned to Leo in the passenger’s seat. “What was that kink you mentioned at the gallery? I’m still dying to know.” Silence. “Come on, just between you and me.” “I told you that was a joke.” “It doubt it. You had a weaselly look on your face.” “Uh…” “Well? Spill it, Jill. We’re married!” he couldn’t help but laugh. “I do have a kink. A secret kink. It’s my deepest, darkest secret. I let it slip. You got me,” Leo confessed. “Is this kink, whatever it is, really your deepest, darkest secret?” Jack was becoming concerned. What could this possibly be about? “Kind of.” “What is it? What on earth are you into that it’s your deepest, darkest secret?” Jack’s mind crowded with alarming possibilities. Nazi uniforms. Bugchasing. Whatever it was called when people liked car crashes. “Well…um…it’s called omorashi.” Omorashi. It sounded Japanese. What kind of depravity was Leo into that had a Japanese name? Jack didn’t want to stereotype, but when it came to fetishes, everyone knew about the Japanese. “What’s omorashi?” he asked, with increasing trepidation. “Well, it has to do with…bladder control.” “Watersports?” Watersports was Leo’s deepest, darkest secret? Really? That was one of the most basic fetishes out there. “Not really. Watersports is about, you know, pissing on people. What I like is seeing a man, a grown man, desperate to pee. Like, he has to hold his pee as long as he can for some reason, and I get to watch him, you know, try to hold it in. Sometimes just knowing he has a full bladder. Knowing he’s been holding it for a long time, or drank a lot, or both, and he’s bursting.” He paused. “I really like the squirming.” “The pee dance is your kink?” Jack tried not to sound judgmental, and in truth he wasn’t. Leo got off on seeing a guy do the pee dance. It was eccentric, certainly, even a little funny, but there were so many worse things people were into. “Basically, yes.” “Do you like to watch guys actually, you know, pee?” “If they really need to go, yeah. Last Christmas, I was in the bathroom at the airport and I could hear a guy at the next urinal, behind the partition, who maybe didn’t get to go on the plane and had a lot to drink. He…took a long time and had a strong stream and I couldn’t stop thinking about…” he trailed off. “What if they don’t make it and wet their pants? Does that ruin it for you?” “No. That can be fun, too. Wetting, I mean. I was at a straight bar in college one time with Samantha - you remember Samantha? The place was full of frat guys. It was game day and I saw…” he trailed off again. Jack could sense that it wasn’t just embarrassment that made him clam up. He couldn’t even talk about this omorashi thing without getting turned on. He had a personal spank bank full of memories of random guys he’d seen in public who needed a piss. After three years together and a year of marriage, Jack was only now finding this out. Jack was silent for a moment. “I bet you think I’m disgusting. I should have never told you,” Leo said. “No, not at all, sweetie! It’s not, like, a bad kink, unless you’re kidnapping people and forcing them to wet their pants for you in your basement or something. It’s just different. It’s different enough that I have to think about it, you know. I’m not mad at you for having a little kink,” Jack replied. “You’re really not mad?” “No.” Leo visibly relaxed in his seat. “Maybe if I’d known, I wouldn’t have ducked into that smelly cubbyhole of a bathroom before I left the restaurant. Maybe I would have given you a little show on the way home.” “Really?” “Maaaaaaaybe.” Leo laughed, but there was an edge to it. Anxiety, or desire. Later that night, Leo overcame his embarrassment enough to show Jack some videos. They were cell phone videos of men in nondescript apartments, testing the limits of their bladders and then wetting their underwear. Jack observed how much Leo’s eyes focused on the stuff before the actual pissing. He got off on seeing guys do the pee dance, all right. “It’s slim pickings if you’re into male desperation more than female. If you want to see women wet their pants, there’s a big studio in Japan that makes professional videos. Japanese businessmen love nothing better than seeing a 25-year-old actress wet a schoolgirl uniform,” Leo said. “How did you even find this?” “I’ve…always liked it, since I was a kid. Since before I knew what it was.” “Wow.” “I know, I know.” “Can I ask you something?” “Okay.” “Remember the time when we were first dating and we went to Vegas? I drank a ton of coke because it was hot, remember? And when we got out on the interstate and I had to pee really bad and there wasn’t a rest stop for miles?” “Yeah,” Leo averted his eyes and blushed bright red. “I had to take a risk and piss on the side of the road while you watched for the highway patrol…” “Yeah.” “And when we got to the hotel you were so horny you practically tackled me? And we almost missed Alexis Mateo? Was that because…” “…Yeah.” “I had no idea.” “I’m sorry. I wasn’t about to turn to you in the car and say, ‘could you hold on a little longer? Your awkward situation is really getting my motor running.’ I was so embarrassed.” “I forgive you.” “Thanks for being understanding.” “Would you like it if I held my pee for you sometime? On purpose?” “You would do that?” “It’s not a problem for me. Our anniversary is in a few days, after all. It’ll be like an anniversary present.” An anniversary present for $0.00. Jack felt like a genius. “That would be,” Leo swallowed hard, “incredible. Just incredible.” “Is there any particular fantasy you have for me and my, um, bladder?” Leo’s eyes lit up. _______ Leo made a note of the time. It was 8:29 on the morning of their anniversary when Jack finished his before-work pee. Well, this is the last time I’m allowed to go before I get home from work, he thought. He’d had a cup of coffee and an 8 oz. glass of orange juice with toast for breakfast. He hoped that fluid had had time to make it through him in the past 45 minutes. Leo wanted him to hold it all day at work, drinking the normal amount of fluids, and come home to him with a nice full bladder. The time aspect seemed to excite him. “Just thinking about you slowly getting desperate at work, having to act professional when you’ve been holding it for hours and hours, not being able to sit still at your desk,” he had rhapsodized. Leo himself would be at home all day, having rearranged his schedule at the upholstery studio. When Jack got home, he would be given permission to go to the bathroom, but only if Leo could watch. Needless to say, neither of their mothers would be hearing about this particular anniversary gift. Jack would have to say he got Leo a tie or something. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Leo asked as Jack stepped out the door in his slim fit pressed khakis, brown oxfords and belt, light blue button-down shirt, and tasteful dark blue linen sport coat. “I’m a big boy,” Jack said, kissing him goodbye, “I can hold it.” _____ TO BE CONTINUED...
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