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  1. Years ago, I worked in a large garden centre as a general sales assistant and cashier, and was lucky enough to see some of my colleagues desperate to pee. I've posted some of these sightings before in various threads, but have copied them all here for convenience. There are also some further cashier sightings that I saved from some other forums years ago. During one shift, around midday, I noticed that another cashier who was also my supervisor, Emma (early 20s, cute, blonde and curvy, wearing our work uniform of polo shirt and tight black trousers) was dancing from foot to foot with her arms folded, and she seemed quite tense and flustered when normally she was very relaxed and easy going. She had not had a break since the store opened about 3 hours before, and clearly was wanting to go to the loo badly but we had been quite busy, and she had not found any time to go. During a brief quiet moment, she leaned over my till and said to me quietly 'Just going to the loo, back in a sec'. She only took a couple of steps before a customer stopped her and began to ask her questions about a purchase they had made. It turned out that the customer wanted a refund, so Emma had to delay her much needed pee break while she processed the refund, which took a good few minutes. By the time she had finished that, the tills were now busy again and her chance to nip to loo had passed. I saw her stood behind her till, serving customers with her usual polite smile but she was blushing and was fidgeting around, crossing her legs and sometimes bobbing or bending forwards slightly as she served her customers. After she'd finished serving one customer, she glanced at me and bit her lip, giving me a pained looking smile and bouncing on the spot before greeting her next customer. After another few minutes, the tills were fairly quiet again. Emma walked towards my till and resumed her pee dancing, biting her lip as she checked her watch. 'I really need the loo, but the guy from the garden centre will be here in a second so I'll just have to wait' she said, dancing from foot to foot. Part of her job as a supervisor was to cash the mornings takings from our gardening store next door, which took a good 15 minutes. Right on cue, he came in with the takings and Emma had to lock herself in the office with him. I could only imagine her shifting around in her seat, trying to hang on and not let on she was bursting for a wee while trying to count the takings and make sure their till would have enough change for the afternoon. By the time they had finished, the store was busy again. Emma came out of the office and walked over to the tills, looking worriedly at the queue of customers waiting. By now she must have been really desperate, but was trying hard to be polite and professional when talking to customers. She looked really flustered, rosy cheeked and could hardly stand still, dying to run off for a pee but there was no time to go while it was so busy. After around 10 minutes, the store began to quieten down again. Emma was standing at the end of my till, dancing from foot to foot and looking absolutely frantic. As I finished serving the last customer in my queue, she gave the customer a cute smile. 'Thanks, have a good day!' she said brightly, before leaning forwards to speak to me quietly, crossing her legs. 'Oh thank god, I can go for a wee now! Back in a minute' she said breathlessly, grinning and hurried off to the loo. She came back looking much more relieved. One of the shop managers was an attractive, curvy bubbly blonde in her late 20s called Carla who seemed to put off going to the loo for ages, usually because she was too busy to find time to go. I remember once she was pee dancing while waiting to take one of the tills off to be cashed up at the end of the day. She was bouncing up and down while pushing one thigh across the other, swapping between legs every few seconds, pacing around and looking like she was about to burst. She certainly wasn't shy about needing to go so badly and made no effort to hide her pee dancing. She was getting impatient as another staff member was making a purchase at that till, and kept changing his mind about a certain item. In the end, he decided he wanted something else, so he walked off to get the other product off the shelf. She called after him 'Ooh hurry up, I need a wee!'. She laughed and bent forwards, turning to the girl on the till. 'Wish he'd hurry up, I'm bursting. I haven't had chance to go all day'. She danced around for another minute or so, during which time another manager asked her why she couldn't stand still. 'Because I'm desperate for a wee!' she replied with a cheeky grin and danced some more. before he came back with the item. 'Oh please hurry up!' she said laughing as he walked back to the till deliberately slowly to tease her. The cashier quickly finished the sale off and Carla hurriedly took the till away to the office, handing it to the supervisors before rushing off to the loo. There was also another time when it was very cold outside, and was pretty chilly inside the shop as well. Carla came walking past the tills during the late afternoon and stopped to chat to us, as the shop was fairly quiet. I noticed her dancing from foot to foot, and I wasn't sure if it was because she was just cold or because she needed to pee, until she said 'I need the loo but the breakroom is freezing and I don't want to pull my trousers down!'. She laughed and bent forwards with her hands on her thighs, before straightening up and bouncing slightly. Someone suggested that she'd have to wait until she got home, and she replied 'I've been waiting for ages, I'm not sure I can last that long!'. I did see her about an hour later looking more relaxed, so she must have bitten the bullet and used the loo at some point despite the cold! I also remember one evening where we had an event on, and Carla was out at the front of the car park, directing the cars. She had been drinking a large mug of coffee before she went out. After about two hours, I was sitting in the breakroom with a couple of my co-workers when Carla came rushing in, looking red faced and flustered. She smiled and stopped for a chat, and at the same time started doing a very obvious pee dance - shifting from foot to foot and pushing her thighs together, not making any effort to disguise it. After a couple of minutes she bent forwards and said 'Ooh I need to go for a wee, I've been dying for the past hour!' and rushed out of the room towards the staff toilets. One day I had a new starter working on the tills/registers with me. She was a few years older than me, about 25, very cute and was really friendly, short and curvy with dark brown hair. She spent the first couple of hours being shown around the place and taught how to use the till system, then started helping me on my till, packing customer's bags and chatting to them. She was very bubbly and popular with the customers, chatting with them about their day and helping them with their items. After another hour or so I noticed that she was getting very fidgety, jiggling up and down a bit on the spot and dancing from foot to foot while talking to customers. I don't think she had been for her break yet and I wondered if she was starting to get desperate for a wee. However, the lunchtime rush had just started and there wasn't a good opportunity for her to go for another 30 minutes or so. Finally, the store started to quieten down a bit, and by this point it was obvious that she was bursting for a wee. She was rosy cheeked and flustered, and despite staying friendly and professional she could hardly stand still, shifting from foot to foot and hopping up and down while serving the customers. After I finished serving the last customer in the queue, she crossed her legs and leaned over the till to talk to me quietly. 'Are we allowed to go to the toilet, or do we have to get permission?' she asked shyly. Despite her smile, she looked tense and as she finished speaking she bobbed on the spot, recrossing her legs again. I said that as long as there was someone to cover the till and that it wasn't too busy, nipping off for a quick loo break was usually OK. She nodded and started to dance from foot to foot, saying 'I best go now then while it's quiet, I've needed a wee for ages!'. I laughed and said sure, pointing her in the direction of the toilets, and she thanked me before speed walking to the loo. She came back a couple of minutes later looking very relieved. One afternoon, we were really busy and short-staffed, so all the tills had massive queues, so one of the girls from the camping department came to help us out. I'll call her Kristina, a curvy and confident blonde girl from Essex who was about 18, and she smiled at me and said hi as she sat down on the till next to me. I knew her quite well as we would often chat to each other and flirt a bit while on our lunch break, and I fancied her a lot especially as she would always wear very tight black work trousers which made her nice round bum look amazing. She had with her a big 2 litre bottle of water which she took regular sips from in between customers. After about an hour I noticed that she was starting to fidget a bit in her chair, jiggling her legs, and as the minutes ticked by she became more and more restless. After another hour or so stuck on the till, her water bottle was almost empty and by now she looked absolutely bursting for a wee. She was pink-cheeked and flustered, now constantly squirming around in her chair, jiggling her legs and sometimes leaning forwards in her seat while pressing her thighs together, running her hands over them, or sometimes crossing her legs tightly with a hand wedged between her thighs. She kept leaning forwards and standing up slightly to see how long the queue was at her till, sighing to herself as she saw how many people there were still waiting to be served, and every time she thought she might get chance to run off for a quick loo break, more customers would inevitably turn up. By the time the store had become quiet enough for her to be able to close her till and finally take a break, she was so desperate that she was now standing up, bending forwards over her till and jiggling up and down on the spot with her thighs pressed together, doing her best to stand still and hide her desperation from customers. After serving the final customer in her queue, she quickly logged out of her till (while now jiggling frantically) and turned to me, running a hand gently over her bladder which was now noticeably full and swollen beneath her tight black trousers. Her polo shirt lifted up slightly and I noticed that she'd unzipped her trousers slightly to give her poor bladder more room, and I even caught a quick glimpse of the top of her knickers. 'I am seriously fucking dying for a wee' she muttered, trying to squeeze past my chair to leave the till. I stood up to move my chair out the way and as she squeezed past me, so close that she was pressing her bum right up against my rapidly-stiffening cock, I couldn't help but give her sides a quick tickle. 'Don't you dare, I'm gonna wee myself' she said quite loudly, squirming away (thankfully there were no customers around at that point!). She flashed me a cheeky smile, jiggled again then hurried off to the staff toilets for relief. One of the cashiers was a very attractive 19 year old blonde named Helen who would never use the toilets in the garden centre, she even hated using the staff toilets in the break room, so she would usually try to last her whole shift without peeing. She was studying dance at college and was very slim and petite, and she would always drink so much water during her shift that after 5 or 6 hours she would be absolutely bursting to go, visibly flustered and fidgeting with her legs crossed while sitting behind the till or pacing around while stood up serving customers. By the end of her shift she would often be really desperate to pee and her bladder would be so full that it would be noticeably bulging and she would have to undo the top button on her tight black work trousers, hidden underneath her uniform polo shirt. Even in that desperate state she would rather wait until she got home to the comfort of her own toilet, and she would sometimes say things like 'Oooh I can't wait to get home and go for a wee'. I can remember that near the end of her very first shift she told me that she was 'bursting for a wee but would rather wet herself than use the toilets here'. She jiggled a bit and said 'or I suppose I could go outside and wee on the plants', though of course she never did. We also had a Santa's grotto over the Christmas period where kids could come and meet a guy dressed as Santa, and Helen would often volunteer to be one of 'Santa's elves' which involved her dressing up in a cute tunic, stripy tights and boots. The tunic was quite short on her and barely covered her bum, so she was certainly very popular with some of the dads who were taking their children to see Santa! At the end of her shift she would often be absolutely bursting and struggling to stand still and keep her composure while giving the children their present, hopping from foot to foot, bouncing and and crossing her legs while pretending to be dancing to the Christmas music that was always playing. Afterwards she would rush back to the tills and go into the office to change out of her costume before she could finally get home and relieve herself. Here are some more stories I found on a couple of different forums, unfortunately I don't remember the exact sources as I saved these to an old hard drive years ago: I was in a supermarket on a Saturday afternoon, I saw and overheard the girl on the next till to the one I was queueing at, turn around to the supervisor (who was on the phone at the little kiosk/desk this place has behind the tills) and say loudly “Is anyone coming down so I can go? Well the supervisor was pre-occupied with what she was doing and didn’t answer-the girl of course could just have been at the end of her shift - but, she was serving an off duty staff member - a young male trainee manager - who said to her “Blimey haven’t you been yet?”- to which the girl replied, “No she still hasn’t sent anyone down!” The young man then went over to the supervisor - I couldn’t hear the conversation but the supervisor sort of shrugged and shook her head. The girl who had been watching the conversation gathered the response was negative and said again quite loudly to the young man as he returned “Suppose I’ll just have to wet my knickers then! She wasn’t showing any obvious signs of being desperate. but from her reference to wetting herself, I assumed she was. How long she’d been waiting I don’t know, and once again due to circumstances I couldn’t hang about to find the outcome. A few years ago I had an 18yr old student work with me as part of her training. As with most students she had a part-time job - in her case she worked in a very large co-op superstore on the tills. She was telling me how boring and bad it was and if the shop was very busy, as it was on Saturdays and late-nights when she worked, their break times were often delayed by as much as 1.1/2 hrs which was all very well she said - “Except that they were only allowed to go to the loo at break times unless they were really really desperate, and only then at the supervisors discretion if the shop wasn’t too busy!” She told me that on one occasion she had been dying for a wee but the supervisor didn’t let her go for nearly an hour - she had been on the till for nearly 3.1/2 hrs by then! We have a greengrocers in the village, a woman in her thirties, who I know, works in there. I was in there about 11.30 in the morning on this particular day when another woman who works part-time in there came in. I hadn’t really noticed before but the one I know was on her own. She said to her colleague, “Oooo I’m glad you’ve come in, can you just take over a minute while I nip to the loo - I’m absolutely bursting - John’s gone to the wholesalers and I’ve not been all morning! (Johns the owner). She returned a few minutes later and said to her friend “Sorry I was so long, God I was bursting - I couldn’t stop weeing - that’ll teach me to drink so much tea when I’m on my own! This one took place in my village mini-market, the girl who worked in there was about 18/19yrs old and a very pretty brunette. On this particular occasion she was minding the shop on her own. The shop was as always quite busy with a steady stream of people coming and going and when I joined the queue at the till there were 2 or 3 waiting to be served and a few more in the shop, in front of me was a middle aged lady. The girl looked flustered and rushed off her feet, also I couldn’t help but notice that she was displaying tell-tale signs of needing a pee fairly badly. She kept doing the little jiggling dance and a couple of times bobbed up and down and crossed her legs (she was standing, by the way, and wearing a short skirt beneath her open smock overall which all helped to make the scene more enjoyable). When the lady in front of me got to the till, she asked the girl if she was alright as she seemed to be very flustered (she obviously knew the girl). “Not really, the girl replied, the boss has gone out delivering and left me on my own, it’s been really busy and I’M DYING TO GO TO THE TOILET!” She jiggled about and bobbed up and down again. At that point the phone rang and she had to excuse herself from serving the lady, leave the till and walk around the counter to answer it. I could see she was obviously having difficulty standing still for the minute or so she was on the phone. Returning to the till, she stopped to cross her legs and gave a little shudder, folding her arms across her stomach. “Oooo I’M DYING TO GO! she gasped. “Why ever don’t you go then?” the lady asked her. “I can’t leave the shop unattended” the girl replied. “Don’t be silly, said the lady, You must, I’ll watch the shop for you.” Sounding reluctant, the girl said “No I can’t, I’m not supposed to, I’d get into trouble if the boss came back! “What will you do?” the lady asked “Oh I’ll just have to wait till he gets back!” was the reply The lady then left and the girl served me, I didn’t like to mention her problem in case I seemed to inquisitive, nor could I stay to watch although I really wanted to as you can imagine. This one took place just before Christmas in a department store. The place was packed, and all the paypoints had several staff serving and unbelievable queues. I was standing near to one of these paypoints when one of the cashiers, a very attractive woman possibly in her early thirties, rang the bell to summon a supervisor. The supervisor came over and the cashier had some sort of query with an item but she also reminded her that she was long overdue for her break. The supervisor promised to send a replacement. The woman cashier turned to her female customer and said “Thank God, coz I’ll explode if I don’t go the loo soon!” The customer must have asked her when she should have had her break (it was too noisy to hear every word) and the woman cashier replied “3.15.” It was now almost 4.00pm She jiggled around a bit and said something I didn’t catch. I managed to stay nearby for this one and after about 10 minutes another girl duly came. The woman cashier hurried off very quickly! Another grocery shop in our village. This happened in the Sept 2000 U.K. petrol blockade, which caused a food shortage scare and consequently some very busy shops. It was about 12.30pm when I was in there, the girl on the till called over the young man who works in the shop and said You’ll have to take over for a bit I’ve simply got to go, I can’t hold it any longer! As she was hurrying away towards the back of the shop she said as she passed one of the customers I assumed she knew, “Can’t stop - I’M BUSTIN’, I haven’t been all morning, it’s been too busy! Then she disappeared through a side door, you could hear her footsteps running up the stairs! Just to round off - a couple of very, very minor sightings I had this year - both in a very busy £1 shop in the city on separate occasions. Waiting to pay at the till (2 young female cashiers) Girl #1 locks her till starts moving away saying to her colleague “I’ve got to go now” Girl #2 replies “What - don’t leave me on my own now - look at the queue!” (About 20 people lining up) Girl #1 answered. “Do you want me to stay here and wet myself then?” To which Girl #2 replied something like “ Well go if you must, but be quick!” Girl #1 hurried off. The second incident was when I overheard the very cute young cashier who had just finished serving me, turn to the manageress who was coming round collecting the cash and ask “Is it O.K. if I go to the toilet now, I still haven’t managed to get a chance to go yet and I’m getting desperate!” She was obviously referring to an earlier request. Unfortunately for me she got the go ahead and hurried off. I'm reminded of an experience at an up-market bed shop in a North Yorkshire spa town. I'd gone in to buy a new bed and the lone female assistant was busy with a demanding couple who had their Mercedes parked outside. I waited a good 20 minutes whilst browsing before the other couple left. The assistant was a brunette, petite and around 24 years old. As we were discussing bed requirements I did note she seemed somewhat distracted, and was having trouble standing still for more than a few seconds at a time. Of course, I wondered if being on her own in the shop had meant being unable to take a much needed break to spend a penny. Any excuse to walk around the shop she took, seemingly unable to stand still in one spot, torn between not wanting to leave me and lose a sale, but anxious to dash off to the loo before she ... well I'm sure you can guess. I did need to buy a bed, had seen the one I wanted, so agreed to buy it. The assistant took my order and deposit payment, and hurriedly explained about the various options and delivery details. As an expert in reading the signs it was obvious to me by her body language, hurried speech and anxious expression that she was absolutely gasping for a wee. I didn't prolong her agony, and let her move things to a swift close. I was happy with my purchase, and wished her a good day. As I left the shop I saw the young lady hurrying over to the door marked "Staff Only", one hand pressed firmly between her legs. I can only speculate as to whether she made it or not, and the scene that unfolded in the toilet as she frantically scrambled to undress in time, but it was a lovely desperation sighting. And the bed was perfect too when it arrived. I suppose you could say I was a happy and satisfied customer. I was with my wife doing our weekly shop at the supermarket one evening about 7pm. The place was very busy and there were queues of people 4 or 5 deep at every checkout, there were about 25 checkouts open. We joined one of the queues, gradually working our way to the front.. As we got to be the next in line I noticed that the checkout girl, who was about 19 or 20 was very agitated and kept looking around, she also kept leaning over to talk to a colleague on the next checkout. The light above her till was continually flashing so I just assumed that she had some kind of query and needed the supervisors attention. However the supervisor didn't come and was nowhere to be seen. The girl finished serving the customer in front then as we moved up to load on our shopping I realised what the girls problem was. I overheard her talking to her friend on the next checkout . 'Where has she got to?' the girl said, presumably referring to the absent supervisor, 'I can't hold on much longer, I'm dying to go to the loo!'. Well I'd discovered what the problem was, much to my excitement. The girl turned to serve us, squirming and fidgeting around on her chair as she did so. I noticed that she had her legs crossed, which was difficult in the confined space and caused her to sit slightly sideways at the till, she also had a hand pressed down hard into her lap. She greeted us with, 'Oooh, sorry, you'll have to excuse me - but I'm absolutely dying to go to the loo!'. 'Oh dear', my wife replied, sympathetically, 'So why don't you go?' 'Oh we're not allowed to leave the tills without permission', the girl answered, 'Not even to go to the toilet!' 'That must be really awful for you', my wife said, 'Can't you ask to go?' 'I have', the girl exclaimed, 'Twice in the last hour! I'm still waiting! She (the supervisor) said she'd get someone else to take over, but she hasn't. I'm trying to find her to remind her - Ooooh God, I'm absolutely BURSTING to WEE!!' The girl started to pass our shopping through, bouncing and wriggling about on her chair and frequently pressing a hand to her lap. My wife asked if she was due for a break soon. 'No, I don't get off until 9pm', the girl replied, 'I can't possibly wait that long! I'M DESPERATE TO GO NOW! It's always the same when it's busy, there aren't enough staff and they just won't let you off. Oh God, I'm dying to go for a wee!' She exclaimed again, breaking off completely to lean backwards and look for the missing supervisor. Still no sign of her. The girl resumed work, making a 'ssssss' sound through clenched teeth. 'I don't know where she's got to!' The girl complained, breaking off yet again to sit bolt upright and press both hands hard down. She gave a little shudder and I could see her tightly crossed thighs were straining beneath her skirt. 'Ooooh God, I'M DYING TO WEE!' she repeated. My wife offered to go and see if she could find the supervisor as she was concerned about the girls plight, but the girl declined seeming not to want to cause a problem or maybe get in trouble for sending a customer. 'Oh it's alright'. She said, although clearly she wasn't. 'It must be awful for you', my wife said to her, 'It looks like you're in agony'. 'You're not kidding' the girl exclaimed, 'I need to go so bad, holding it is giving me stomach ache - Oh God - I'm absolutely BURSTING!!' She broke off to look down the aisle behind once more - 'Oh God I don't know where she is - I'll just have to WET MYSELF! - It won't be my fault if I do it on the chair!' By now the girl had almost finished our shopping and as we paid she stood up to complete the receipts and check the card details etc.. She was standing crossed legged one foot off the ground jiggling and dancing around - she just couldn't stay still. 'I hope you'll be able to get off soon'. My wife said to her. The girl replied, 'Well if I don't there's going to be a very big puddle down here any minute!' At this point we had to leave although I delayed as long as I could packing the groceries - My wife knows of my interests in female desperation by the way, but didn't want me to hang around watching someone else either! As we left I noticed that there was a queue of 4 or 5 customers and still no sign of anyone coming to the girls aid! About 5 minutes later I returned the trolley from the car park - I looked through the window - She was still there bouncing up and down! I'd love to know what the outcome was - but I guess I never will. A time a few years ago in McDonalds springs to mind. This young, pretty, fresh-faced blonde with a rear to die for was clearly in some trouble; dancing around on the spot, biting her lip and looking deadly serious, all the while still serving customers. I got in her queue and I saw her bouncing up and down while asking the guy who looked like the manager something about being excused for a moment. I guess they were busy as I heard him say her break was in a few minutes, or maybe he was enjoying it and using that as an excuse... When I ordered from her I got the McFlurry ice cream with my meal since I knew it would take longer to prepare, so i could enjoy her clear desperation and see her bouncing up and down while she waited for it to finish, I actually heard her squeeking slightly when she was taking my money, she was on the edge of losing control of her overflowing bladder. I think I saw her rusing off as we were sat down eating, never did see her again but I will never forget the best trip to the otherwise diabolical McDonalds. I was in a large supermarket the other day with my wife and daughter and as we were putting our goods on the conveyor belt a lady came and put a sign up saying "This checkout is closing". It was obviously time for the cashiers break or end of shift. As she was scanning our items (we had quite a lot of stuff), I noticed that she was bobbing from one foot to the other and bouncing a little. I kept my eye on her and enjoyed the show whilst we continued to have the shopping scanned and we packed our bags. I took a while to find my credit card and make the payment. Then my wife and daughter went to the toilets, which were behind the checkouts. I stood with the trolley and waited for them to come out. I watched as the girl on the checkout tried to cash up - she was fumbling getting money in the bags whilst still bouncing. As soon as she finished cashing up, she bolted for the toilets. I wish I could have heard her as I bet she blasted her pee into the porcelain the second she got her knickers down!
  2. Does anyone have any good sightings of desperation from thier teachers or classmates ?
  3. I recently wrote in another thread about when I noticed a friend wearing a diaper . This kind of sighting almost never happens of course, but I came across a few other topics of the same kind that made me notice that many of us are madly turned on by these kinds of rare and "unstaged" events! However, I haven't found any recent topic to compile our public diaper sightings! So here's your chance to share yours, only authentic ones please 😉
  4. I have shared a few sightings I had over the Holiday period and I have some more to share but the thread where I was sharing them got taken over so I am starting a new one to update with other sightings I had plus some stories involving me and my husband and gf. I will post the ones from the other thread here first so they are all collated. Hope you guys enjoy ?
  5. I have had my fair share of desperation sightings (mostly at school) and have been meaning to share them for a while. I guess I’ll start off with one of my favorites. This is probably the best desperation sighting I have witnessed to date. It was in 6th grade, during French class. Now, at our school, the bathrooms were always locked during passing time, and they’re unlocked a couple minutes into the start of the period. This French class happened to be a double period, meaning when the bell rang in the middle, all the bathrooms would be locked. The incident involves a cute blonde girl sitting next to me (who I will refer to as R), and I believe she was wearing a t-shirt and jean shorts (details are a bit fuzzy, since it was a long time ago). Anyway, during the first half of the period, she had to pee. However, our teacher was at the front teaching, and R didn’t want to interrupt her to ask for the bathroom. So the class continued on like this, our teacher droning on and on with no intention of stopping anytime soon, and R, who already had to pee pretty badly at the beginning, was clearly getting anxious. She was super fidgety and hoping that the teacher would hurry up and finish, constantly adjusting her position, crossing and recrossing her legs. Since she was sitting in front of me on my right, I had a perfect view of her struggling as the minutes dragged on. She wiggled around the entire time, trying to focus on taking notes, but her attention was clearly elsewhere. I could see her legs constantly jiggling under the desk, feet tapping on the floor as she tried to distract herself by paying attention to the lesson, although I had a feeling she wasn’t really listening to what the teacher was saying. She was clearly getting exasperated as the teacher prolonged the lesson more and more, forcing R to endure her rapidly-filling bladder. As we neared the end of the first period, she had become incredibly desperate: her cheeks were flushed red, she was sighing urgently, and her legs were swinging fervently. Finally our teacher finished up the lesson, giving R the chance to ask for the bathroom. But right at that moment the bell rang to signal the end of the period, meaning all the bathrooms were now locked. This was very bad news for R, who was now absolutely dying to pee. She glanced at the clock, clearly in despair because she knew she’d have to wait another ten minutes for the bathrooms to be unlocked, and she was already bursting. By now she was totally frantic, bouncing her legs vigorously, unable to sit still for even a second. Everyone was busy doing the class activity, so with all the chatter no one seemed to notice her plight; except me, of course. I was super turned on by this point, hardly able to believe my luck at being able to witness her intense desperation. I could hear her soft moans and the sound of her thighs slapping together as she furiously swung her legs side to side. With about five minutes to go, R was so desperate she was actually bouncing her entire body up and down on her chair, her butt literally pounding against the seat loudly. I have never seen someone at this level of desperation in my life! She was breathing heavily, glancing desperately at the clock constantly, undoubtedly willing the time to go faster. I “accidentally” dropped my pencil, and when I bent down to pick it up, I saw her hand grasping her crotch under the desk, her legs shaking furiously. She was clearly at her limit! As aroused as I was, I was really starting to become concerned for her now; as hot as it might’ve been, I really didn’t want her to embarrass herself. She was clearly in great discomfort, her eyes now glistening with tears, and the distress on her flushed face was palpable. At long last, the second bell finally rang to signal the start of the next period. R shot up from her chair at the sound, pacing desperately on the spot as she looked for the teacher, who was at another table helping a couple of students on the class assignment. I thought she would go ask for permission to go to the bathroom, but, clearly unable to wait even a minute longer, she simply turned and rushed out of the room without even asking. Since this was middle school, students can easily get in trouble for leaving the classroom without permission, so the fact that she risked detention to rush out of the class must’ve meant she was truly on the verge of wetting herself. Unfortunately for me, that’s where the sighting ended, and the rest was up to my imagination. I pictured her running down the hallway to the closest bathroom, hurrying to the desk next to the bathroom door where the teacher was sitting so she could sign in (this was a policy, all students had to sign in on a form before using the bathroom). Grabbing the pen and furiously scribbling down her name and time of entry, no doubt dancing on the spot all the while. Throwing the pen down, I imagined her rushing into the girls’ bathroom and bursting into the stall, unbuttoning her shorts as she went, and, once inside, tearing her shorts and soaked panties down to finally sit on the toilet and release a blast of pee, emptying her aching bladder at long last. When she came back, her flushed face looked very relieved and her shorts were dry, although I highly doubt the same could’ve been said for her underwear. Luckily for her, the teacher didn’t seem to notice that she left the room without asking, so she avoided a potential detention as well. All in all, it was a very exciting class for me, and a memory that I’ll certainly never forget. I have a couple more sightings, maybe not as good as this one, but still decent, which I’ll post here when I get a chance.
  6. I thought I'd start another thread of desperation sightings I've enjoyed over the years. I've already started a thread of sightings/experiences involving an ex girlfriend who had a very small bladder - this thread will include sightings involving pther women I have either been friends with or dated over the years. I'll start of with a cute English girl I met while scuba diving - we'll call her 'R'. 'R' was quite short (only about 5 foot), brunette and had a beautiful curvy figure with large breasts and stunning blue eyes. We were both part of a group that was doing a scuba diving course over a few days, including a few days out on a boat on a reef, so I had the pleasure of seeing R in a bikini for almost a week. She had a fantastic body, and her large nipples often poked through her bikini top. The first sighting was just after we had finished one of our group training dives. We were each taking of our wetsuits and unpacking our gear when I heard R causing a commotion. I looked over and she was furiously jumping up and down pee dancing, saying 'Ooooh I need to wee! I need to wee! Argh I really need to wee but I can't get my wetsuit off. Ahhhh I need to wee!!!!". She had a panicked look on her face and was very flustered. This went on for a few minutes until she finally got the wetsuit off and then sprinted towards the toilet (which unfortunately was free). Later that day I casually made a remark about her earlier pee dancing when we were having a drink, and she shared that she 'kind of needed to pee' just before the dive started, but decided against going. During the dive she didn't feel the need at all, but after we had surfaced and she was floating in the water waiting to get back on the boat she was thinking to herself "Fuck I REALLY have to go to the toilet'. Just before we started a subsequent dive I remember her looking flustered and saying 'Ohh I need to pee!' and looking around for the toilet, obviously having learned her lesson from the previous dive. The second and even better sighting was the last night of the course. We had finished our diving, were back on land, and had all gone out in a group to a pub for dinner and drinks. After dinner we went to a local night club and things got pretty messy, including involving R and myself making out on the dance floor and getting very touchy. The details are unfortunately a bit vague in my memory as I was quite drunk, but I know that after some time the two of us left the club we had started wandering the streets, either looking for somewhere to fool around in private (we were both staying in dorm rooms in hostels, so didn't have any privacy there!) or just general drunken wandering. Several times R had mentioned 'I really need to pee', and we were quite a way from the centre of town where we were staying. We started walking off into the distance towards what looked like a vacant block of land or a field, the (drunken) logic being that R would pop a squat there. I was not walking particularly quickly as I was enjoying delaying R and witnessing her desperation. At one point mid conversation she suddenly stopped, bent over and either put her hands between her legs (in her crotch) or just between her thighs and yelled "Argh I HAVE TO PISS!!! i REALLY HAVE TO PISS!". I pointed out that the vacant land wasn't far away, and as we got closer we discovered it was blocked off with a wire fence! She started to panic and said "Ooofff. How far is my hostel. I really need to piss!". We turned around and within 2 minutes R suddenly interrupted the drunken conversation and said "Argh I'm going to go piss over there', walked to a small traffic island by the side of the road, lifted up her red and white polka dot dress, and popped a high squat. I was trying to be somewhat of a gentleman so I didn't get a good view (and it was very dark), but she peeded for well over a minute. Later on we found a relatively private place to fool around and as my hand went under her skirt she hurriedly said 'I peed outside earlier', I think warning me that her panties might be a bit wet. And they were! Not full on wet, but noticeably damp. Either from after she had peed or (as I prefer to believe) she had not quite made it in time and had leaked. All in all a great night out. We were both very drunk so I can't recall all the details unfortunately, and if I had my wits about me I might have found a way to prolong her desperation or at least enjoy witnessing it more. We met up for a drink a couple of weeks later and when we were discussing the scuba dive and the night out I made a joke about her peeing on the side of the road and she was absolutely horrified, and didn't remember doing it.
  7. One of the businesses that we own is a small convenience store on the outskirts of the town where we live. We ended up owning the store as we used to live just around the corner from it before we moved house and we used the store all the time for food and drink. The owner was a lovely old man who ran the shop but due to age and illness he was having to sell the building and the business and go into retirement and we decided that it would be a good investment and would keep the store in the area for the community to use rather than it become something different. That was 5 years ago and the store is still going strong. The store is located opposite the train station and as its only a small town station there is only two platforms with a few benches on each and nothing else so we get a lot of custom from people using the station as well as the local community. As the store is opposite the train station we do get people sometimes come in looking to see if we have a bathroom as the station doesn’t have any. Most of them come in and look around and when they realise we don’t have one they buy something and leave. Sometimes however they ask us and this has lead to some good desperation sightings. We do have a bathroom and if we could we would make it available to the public but because of where it is located it is staff only. At the back of the store is the door to the stock room where we obviously keep our stock and room is stacked with boxes and pallets and shelves stocked up with all sorts of produce and at the other end of that room is a door leading to a small staff room with a kitchen area, table and a sofa where staff can sit on breaks. Off that staff room is the toilet. The stock room is the reason why the toilet is off limits to the public. The shop floor is public space and if a customer has an accident whilst there we are covered on the insurance. However if we allowed customers into the stockroom and they had an accident there we wouldn’t be covered. Therefore no customers allowed. This is the policy that has lead to seeing a few desperate moments and I thought I would share them with you in this thread. Watch this space for updates if you are interested.
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