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  1. A/N: As many of you may recall, I was a big fan of a story on this site called "Told To." It was a well-written story about a girl who was told that it was ok to have accidents. The story eventually took some turns and twists that kept it fresh, however, I couldn't get the original concept out of my head. I wanted to try my own hand at a similar idea, without taking the same directions that the now lost user "Peehour" did. I asked via DM if this was ok with them, but they removed their account before I received a response. Because the concept here is similar, let me know if you feel ok with me posting this and continuing it. My other work will return shortly as well. The Fish out of Water Camping. Camping wasn’t the first thing that crossed Bailey’s mind when she asked to tag along on the family trip this year. Then again, what did she expect? She asked herself this rhetorical question as she watched the hills roll by her mother’s SUV. Her face was warm from resting her hand on her cheek, and the summer sun beat through the windows. Turning away from the window, she looked at her sister beside her. She was crinkling the aluminum can of an energy drink as she finished her second can. “What?” “Nothing.” Bailey smiled, envious of her sister’s straight hair “She’s probably making fun of your nose ring.” “Mom! I’m eighteen now. Besides…” There was a pause, a quieting of tone “You said I could get it.” Bailey kept her smile, now at her sisters embarrassment “No, I’m just kind of jealous of your hair.” “Cuz mine’s straight?” “No, your bangs. I like the blonde highlights.” Bailey’s sister smiled brightly “Aw, thanks B!” “At least you two are playing nice.” “I’m over that high school shit!” Their mother gasped “Rebecca!” Bailey jumped in “I’m over that high school shit too!” The two black-haired sisters looked at each other and giggled. Their mother shook her head, her smile giving away her good mood. “So. How does it feel to graduate finally Becca?” Bailey asked Rebecca shrugged “Dunno. Happy its over I guess. How’d you feel?” Bailey shrugged back, joking with her sister as she said “Dunno. Happy it was over I guess.” She followed it up with a laugh “It was like four years ago, how should I remember?” “’Like’ four years ago? It was four years ago stupid!” “Rebecca, don’t talk to your sister that way!” “It’s fine mom! We can’t all graduate with a 2.6 GPA.” Bailey smiled devilishly at her sister Rebecca folded her arms “Well, I would have done better if you’d been there to help me sis!” Bailey backed off, sensing her sister was offended. She offered a response “Doesn’t matter anymore. You made it!” Bailey praised her sister, who gave a slight smirk. As the conversation lulled, Bailey leaned back towards the window, watching the picturesque pastoral imagery fly by. She put her earbuds back in, resuming her music. If it was going to be a long ride, she’d at least enjoy it. And she even had her favorite tea to keep her company. ################## A poke against Bailey’s arm startled her out of her trance. It was her sister, who seemed to be rather aimless in her bothering of Bailey. “What?” Bailey pulled her arm away “I’m bored. And I have to pee. What are you drinking?” “Iced tea.” Smiling, and expecting her sister to say no, Bailey offered “You want some?” She smiled a mischievous smile as she rattled the ice in the silver thermos. “Sure!” Rebecca snatched the thermos from her sisters hand and took a long gulp from the metal straw “Becca!” Bailey snatched her thermos back “I thought you said you had to pee?” “I do.” Rebecca smacked her lips “Good stuff.” “And you had the energy drinks?” Bailey was surprised “Yup!” Rebecca nodded seemingly unfazed Feeling her own slight need even as she had plenty of tea left, Bailey was confused at her sisters callousness. Their conversation hadn’t been all that quiet, and their mother chimed in from the driver’s seat. “Do you girls need to pee?” Bailey was taken aback at the directness of their mother’s question. Even more surprising however, was her sisters response “Yeah, I had those two energy drinks…and I’ve been waiting awhile now.” “Ugh. Tell me about it. I had that iced coffee, and a water. I’ve been waiting a long time too, girls.” Bailey was shocked at how open the two were. She tried to brush it off as just the fact that her Mother and Sister had probably gotten close while she was away at school. The conversation returned to some normalcy as the sisters mother asked Rebecca to look up the closest rest area. “Aren’t we about to go up that mountain?” The large land mass loomed in the distance, towering over the winding road. “Yeah, why?” Their mother asked “Might not be any area’s to stop.” “We’ll be ok.” “Oh. Never mind.” Rebecca almost sounded disappointed. “There’s one at the bottom of the mountain, phone says just 12 miles from here.” “Ok then. We’ll wait.” Bailey thought that was the end of it until their mother picked up her used plastic cup. The one that once housed her iced coffee. “Unless you two want or need to share this?” Bailey’s eyebrows furrowed, partly in surprise, partly in revolution. She looked to her sister for confirmation, to ensure she was right in her reaction. She wasn’t expecting her sister to mouth a question Do you want to? No! Bailey mouthed back, shocked. “Bailey wants to wait.” Rebecca announced “That’s fine. But we’re in the car, we’ll wait until we get to the rest area, alright Rebecca?” Bailey’s sister sighed. “Fine.” Bailey sat in silence for a moment. She twisted her curly black hair. She rubbed her eyes. Maybe she was dreaming. The kind of dream she sometimes mistook for reality. But when she focused again, she saw her sister, her hands now brazenly over the crotch of her jeans, staring out the window. What an odd conversation She had no idea what was about to be in store. ##################### The conversation played again and again in Bailey’s mind as the SUV smoothly drove along the two-lane road. The pretty meadows and large trees no longer lulled her into a sense of tranquility. Instead, the entire dynamic between her Sister and her Mother intrigued her. Why were they so brazenly talking about their needs? Why were they completely unfazed at the prospect of whether or not they’d find a restroom? Of the handful of times Bailey had been desperate for a toilet in her life, she’d never been so unafraid. She’d certainly never talk like that to her Mother. Maybe they have just grown close. Maybe I’m the odd one. Bailey shook her head. No. No, that was different. Bailey picked at some lint on her maroon leggings. She looked over to her sister, who had one leg bouncing at this point, her hands still resting on her crotch. “Becca, it’s the middle of summer. Why are you in jeans?” “Why are you in leggings?” “Because the A.C makes my legs cold in here.” Rebecca gave her a look. A look that gave the same reasoning. She added “Plus they look…” She stopped herself Bailey was confused “They look what?” “Hmm…Oh…nothing.” Bailey recoiled back into her seat as her sister looked out of the window. What is going on here? It wasn’t too much longer before the family spotted a big blue road-sign. Public Rest Area. Next stop 47 miles. Without so much as a word, the SUV turned onto the gravel side stop. A few other cars, most with bike racks or other camping equipment attached, littered the parking lot. Few people were actually there, and those that were, were spread thin. “Bailey?” Her Mom didn’t wait for a response “Honey, can you check the bathrooms here? Make sure they’re clean? I want to talk about something with your sister.” “Yeah, sure…” As Bailey opened the door and began to climb out of the car, she thought of the question she was just asked “I’m still not going to pee in a cup if they’re that bad though.” Her Mother turned, and as she responded, Bailey observed her placing the heel of her hand into the crotch of her olive green khaki shorts. “Bailey, sweetie, you’re not the only one who could really use a break right now. And I’d rather not pee in a disgusting bathroom if I don’t have to. And neither does your sister.” Shrugging the request off, Bailey shut the door to let the two of them talk and made her way to the public bathrooms. The long grass that surrounded the narrow main road was peaceful. Dotted with different flowers, and when a car wasn’t passing by, the sounds of insects and birds rang like a melody through the rest area. This peaceable moment was quickly dashed when Bailey approached the small wooden bathroom. The smell of stale piss that had been cooked in the summer sun mixed with the odor of countless other hikers and campers alike blitzed through Bailey’s nose and invaded her senses. Gagging, she turned away from the small structure. Coughing and gasping for air, she turned back towards the SUV. From her view, Bailey could see her Mother and sister talking about something. What it was, she couldn’t make out. The two women looked so dissimilar, it was hard to tell that they were mother and daughter. The shortest of the family, Rebecca was also the thinnest. Her blue tank top blended well with her light, acid washed jeans. She had certainly grown in the time Bailey had seen her. Despite this, it their mother was who Bailey had noticed the most change in. While her hips were wider than her daughters from baring the two of them, she had dropped much of the weight that she used to carry. The stress of being a mother had kept her overweight, but now, finally, she had turned herself into a much healthier woman. Her white t-shirt was tucked into her lose fitting shorts. With a round face and shoulder length hair, she had the appearance of a woman who was in control. She was the first to break her conversation with Rebecca and ask Bailey about the situation. “How are they?” “Awful. They smell really bad.” “Ew! Gross!” Rebecca chimed in. “I’m just gonna pee in my jeans.” The crassness and social moray of her sisters statement forced a chuckle and snort out of Bailey. Her sister didn’t always joke around like this. Or at least, Bailey thought it was a joke until her mother responded “Yeah I agree. You need cover sweetie, or are you just going to go now?” “I think I’d like some cover.” “Aright. Bailey, can you get a towel out of the trunk and give your sister some cover? She can’t hold it anymore.” Bailey’s jaw dropped. Her mother folded her arms just underneath her larger breasts and stared at the ground, seemingly in thought. Concentrating. “I’m doing it on purpose Mom! I could hold it, I just…” “I’m going on purpose too Rebecca.” Their mom interrupted “It’s ok to admit that you can’t hold it either.” Bailey felt as if she had fallen into another world. Maybe this was some sort of elaborate prank. Maybe they were just joking with her. A prank to see if she’d do it too. She looked her mother in the eye, wondering if she was going to laugh. To tell her that she was still so gullible. Instead, Bailey couldn’t believe her eyes. Her voice barely audible, a high pitched whisper. “Mom!” She gasped “you’re peeing!” A visual confirmation of Bailey’s observation began to appear on her mother’s loose shorts. The olive color darkening to a nearly black shade. Her mother replied “I told you.” She held up her fingers; listing “I had the iced coffee, and the water. I really had to go.” Baileys jaw dropped as the same dark stain that had begun to draw itself on the crotch of her mother’s shorts expanded towards her thigh in a quickly widening stain. Darting down one leg, the quickly expanding stain overran the cuff of her shorts and they began to drip. Baileys mother spoke again as clear urine began to fall freely from her now glistening shorts. “Bailey, dear. Please help your sister, and stop staring at me.” Her voice was calm and soothing. As if puppeted by an unseen force, Bailey complied, the shock of seeing her mother so brazenly wet her pants still searing into her mind. The trunk was open. All she did was turn around and grab a multicolored beach towel. But the sound of multiple streams and drips of clear pee splattering and spraying out of her mother’s shorts was still audible. The gravel and rock under her was changing color as it accepted her accident. A circle developed as random rivulets and arcs of hot pee splattered and smacked the ground. Slower moving beads of piss followed the impressive force, sliding down her mother’s larger, light-skinned thighs. “Uh, sis? A little help?” Rebecca motioned for the towel, her jean-clad legs now crossed over each other. Bailey tried to get the reality of the situation out of her mind. In a daze she wondered over to her sister, trying to block out the fact that she could hear her mother enjoying the scenery. And pissing her pants. As soon as Bailey opened the towel to block the view of her sister from the main road, her sibling widened her stance, her legs now spread. She bent forward slightly and put her hands on her knees. Looking up at her sister, Rebecca’s mouth opened in relief as her jeans began to sport a small spot. It was dark. A magnificent contrast to her light jeans. She closed her eyes as a loud hiss began to emanate from her. Rebecca’s stain took a much different form from her mothers. Instead of initially pooling at the crotch, then splattering through the heavy fabric, her forceful, hissing accident spread quickly down her stretched legs. Gravity had a better hold on her streaming pee and it pulled her hot urine quickly down the backs of her legs. Closing her eyes, she exhaled in relief and pleasure. Her eyes still closed, with piss running down her legs and now pooling on the ground and in her sneakers, she asked “Hey B, you haven’t gone this whole time. You must need to go too.” “I-I…I’m fine.” “No you’re not!” Rebecca opened her eyes, still peeing and gave a smile as she looked at her sister. “I can tell when you’re lying!” Rebecca was right, Bailey did need to go. But it wasn’t urgent, and certainly not enough to follow her sister or her Mother’s lead. She heard squishing footsteps behind her, her Mother was walking towards them. Turning her head, Bailey noticed her Mother. Her legs glistened, with rogue drips of piss falling of her legs as she moved. Her shorts now sported a full and very obvious pee stain. The inseam of both her thighs, plus the crotch, almost up to her shirt, was circled by a wide dark patch. She commented on Rebecca’s decision first “Wow! Honey, I didn’t know you were waiting that long! Look at that puddle.” Rebecca pointed, taking her hand off her knees. “Well look at yours! How long were you holding it?” “Too long. Bailey?” She turned to her other daughter “Are you going to have an accident too?” Bailey shook her head. “N….no.” Rebecca shook the last drops of pee off her jeans “It feels good sis! It’s not gross or anything.” “I-I couldn’t…” “Sure you could! I show you-“ “Rebecca.” Their Mother spoke sternly. “She said she doesn’t need to have one, she doesn’t have to. But just so she knows, I’m not stopping the car again until we get there.” Rebecca shrugged and grabbed the towel from Bailey, who provided no resistance. As she waked back towards the car, her shoes squished and squeaked. “And you even get these cool sound effe-“ “Rebecca, she said no.” Their mother was getting another towel out of the back of the SUV. Rebecca climbed back into the car, this time, with a towel. Bailey, still not believing what had happened, turned towards the SUV. She got a good look at her mother’s shorts from the back. Stained from the center of her shorts, up and around her butt, and down the backs of both legs, her act was not desecrate. She closed the trunk “C’mon. We can get there before sundown if we hurry.” Bailey stood still for a moment. She looked to the puddle her sister left. Then to her mothers. She thought of her own bladder as her need became more apparent. Just what had she missed while she was away?
  2. A/N: While originally a concept by @Gothes, they have allowed me to create this thread here. It's an anthology series in the same vein as my Howe High series. This time its about family members who are desperate for a bathroom around each other and features wetting and peeing scenes. Here's the difference though. YOU are allowed to write your own scenes and post them here! And so long as they do not violate Omorashi Org's TOS, its fine by me. You can also request any story of me, though I do have rules. Without further ado, here is our first story. And as always, feedback is not only welcome but appreciated! At Least Mom Made it...Kind of Silence wasn’t always common in the Freeland household, even less so around the dinner table. But for the moment, the two sisters and their mother sat without a word between them. The clinking of silverware and plates had taken over, and each of the present family members enjoyed, or at least tried to enjoy their mothers spaghetti. Rather than sit in silence, the girls mother spoke up “Have you decided what you’re going to do for senior skip day, Jessica?” Jessica finished chewing before answering “No. Not really. I might just hang around here.” “Well that’s not really fun. What about going for a hike? Or I could take you for a day trip somewhere?” “Maybe. Honestly, I was probably going to call Aubry and we’d hang around the mall or here or something.” “Still doesn’t seem like fun.” “What should we do? We have school the next day.” Her mother shrugged, then bent forward to take another bite. Amanda asked “Well if Jessica is getting the day off and just hanging around, can I get the day off too?” “No. You’re going to school” “Ugh. C’mon mom!” “You’ll be a senior soon too. You can have the day off then.” Amanda went back to twirling her spaghetti, mumbling to herself. Without anything else to grab their attention, the family returned to silence, with most of the trio wrapping up their meals. Just then, the distinctive ringtone of their mother’s phone sounded from the kitchen counter, which was close to the dining table. The girl’s mother got up to answer it, picking up when she saw that it was her husband. Staying in the kitchen, her daughters were aware of the conversation. “Hey honey! How’s your trip?” The girls could hear the excited response of their father on the other end of the line. Their mother responded “That’s great! See, I told you that you should have gone, congratulations on the award sweetie!” Jessica and her sister had finished their dinners, and Jessica instinctively begun to clear the table, carrying each plate and glass in her hands as best as she could. She walked around her chatting mother as she gathered up the pots and pans and put them in the sink. She poured liquid soap on each of the dishes and started the tap. As the sound of running water filled the kitchen of the small ranch house, only Amanda noticed their mothers reaction. But they all heard her words. “No, Jessica was just starting the dishes.” She laughed nervously “Honey, you know I’ll only do that for you if you’re good. No, I can’t talk like that, the girls are right here.” Both Jessica and Amanda looked at each other. Amanda raised an eyebrow, and Jessica giggled. As their mother moved away from the kitchen, Jessica finished up with the brief chore of washing the dishes. It was good timing too, as she felt the familiar twinge of a bladder that was due to release its contents. Her sister had left for her room, and Jessica followed close behind. Their house had just one hallway that connected the bedrooms from the kitchen and living room. Along the narrow hallway sat the only bathroom in the house. Sandwiched between the dining room and the spare bedroom, it was a small, compact area. As Jessica opened the thin wooden door and flicked on the light, the almost yellow color of the old tile hit her eyes. They adjusted quickly while Jessica shut the door behind her. Nonchalantly, she walked over to the toilet, which was nestled between the counter and the window. In one quick motion, her athletic shorts were on the floor, and her eighteen year old butt on the toilet seat. With her forearms resting on her thin thighs, the room was soon filled with the sound of Jessica’s fresh pee slipping past her labia and dripping into the toilet water. Quickly the dripping sound of her urine splashing into the toilet was replaced with the the constant splatter as it started to rush out of her young snatch. As Jessica peed, she looked out the window, not at anything in particular, but it helped pass the few seconds it was going to take to relieve herself. The sound of the splashing water in the toilet bowl reverberated off of the walls of the small bathroom. Below her, the water itself started to adopt a yellowish hue as Jessica’s pee added to the liquid already in the bowl. Soon, her steady flow of urine began to arc back towards her pussy, wetting her lips with the excess flow. In a moment, Jessica was done. Grabbing a few squares of toilet paper for herself, she made sure she was dry. In one motion Jessica stood and pulled her athletic shorts back up along with her panties. In another motion, she flushed, clearing the discolored water from the toilet. Jessica turned her attention to the mirror. Without many thoughts running through her mind, she began removing her makeup for the night. Dabbing the brush against her face and utilizing the necessary tools was a second nature at this point. Part of her relished in the solace. Not that her family was noisy, but there were usually four of them. So Jessica took her private opportunities where she could. Her sanctuary was quickly dashed by a sudden knock on the door. A light tap, Jessica heard her mother on the other side. “Sweetheart, your father found something for you tomorrow. Work gave him a few tickets to a baseball game, and he can’t make it. I thought I’d take you and Aubrey for senior day.” “Oh.” Jessica thought about it for a second “Yeah! That sounds great! Could we go to the mall too? Make a whole day out of it?” Her mother thought about it. “Sure. You know what? I’m meeting Jen for lunch, why don’t I drop you and Aubrey off at the mall, then come back and pick you two up?” “Sounds like a plan. Thanks Mom!” “Oh and Honey?” There was a pause “Are you going to be done soon? ‘Cuz mom really needs a pee right now.” “Um…maybe like fifteen minutes?” “Your sister’s out here too.” “I’m almost done.” “Now Jessica.” Her mother spoke with some force Sighing, Jessica dropped her makeup removing tools and opened the door, her mother’s figure taking up most of the door frame. Surprisingly, she had both her hands hovering near the crotch of her khaki pants. Her mother pushed past her and closed the door as Jessica left the only bathroom in the house. Her sister was standing against the wall with her arms folded, a disappointed look on her face. “She always does this.” “Who, mom?” Jessica asked “Yeah-” Suddenly Amanda was interrupted by a loud splattering sound. Instantly, both sisters were acutely aware that they could hear their Mother peeing on the on the other side of the light door. It was accompanied by a sigh that was as loud as the noise of her urine spraying both into the toilet water and against the insides of the bowl. The two could also hear a faint hiss, but didn’t want to acknowledge where it was coming from. Amanda continued her thought as the sound of their Mother peeing echoed behind them “I mean, I was standing out here waiting for you, and she just walks up after her conversation with dad and cuts right in front of me.” “She must have needed to go that bad.” Jessica paused, letting the sound of her mother’s spraying urine accent her point “Would it have killed her to wait? Or not hold it until she’s about to piss herself?” Before Jessica could respond, the sound of her mother’s stream ending it’s journey out of her became apparent. It was quickly replaced with the sound of her scolding voice “Because Amanda, I had to work today, run errands, and cook dinner for the two of you.” They could hear her unrolling the toilet paper from its place in the bathroom “Mom’s a big girl, she can hold her pee, but we all have limits.” “You’ll be fine Mom. You can wait like two seconds, its not gonna hurt you.” They could hear the toilet flushing, and soon their mother opened the door. “Don’t argue with me. Here.” She opened the door for Amanda, who said nothing as she too entered the bathroom. Rather than stand in the hall and listen to another family member pee, Jessica headed for her shared room, excited to call her friend and plan their day tomorrow. ########################################################## Jessica watched the homes and trees go by the window of her mother’s car. Occasionally, there would be someone on the sidewalk, going about their day. Sometimes she wondered about those people. Even if what they were doing was mundane, it was still part of their lives. Whoever they were, whatever their lives were like, they all had stories to tell. Part of Jessica just wanted to hear them. Stop signs, red lights, and traffic had their way with the mother and daughter duo, but there was very little conversation between them. As they pulled onto the highway towards the mall, Jessica hoped to liven the tone in the vehicle. “I like your pants Mom. Are they new?” “Oh. No. But thank you Sweetie!” She ran her hand long her thigh “I like the color with this top. And I felt like the yellow was summer-ish.” “You sure they’re not new? I feel like I’d remember if I saw you in yellow jeans.” “Actually Jess, truth is I probably couldn’t have fit in them for a while. I think I bought them last year. Maybe even the year before.” “Oh.” Jessica paused “Well congrats on losing the weight then.” Her mother smiled “Thanks Honey.” She looked over to Jessica “I like your jeans too.” “These are old. I’m probably going to buy a new pair with Aubrey.” Her mother nodded before returning her attention to the cars on the road. The first sign advertising the mall appeared, reminding her to go over the plan with her daughter. “So remember Jess, we’re kind of on a tight schedule here. After I drop you off, I’m going to have lunch with Jen, and then come back to pick you two up. Don’t be in their for more than an hour or a half or so. Or until I text you.” “Yeah, I know mom. Did I remember to tell you about Aubrey’s plans? She sent me a text this morning that her parents are going to take them to see their cousins or something like that after we’re done, so they’ll be at the house at like 6:30 or seven.” “6:30 or seven? We’ll have to leave like right after the game!” “I know, but it was that or she wouldn’t be able to come at all.” Her mother sighed. “Fine. Hopefully its a quick game then.” The two returned to silence, and Jessica rested her head on her hand. The highway was much less interesting than suburbia. The only even slightly interesting thing about the highway was the slow erosion of their home town, and the rows and rows of trees between the two lanes that used to be part of a forest. Jessica supposed that it technically was still a forest, just much less so now. Out of boredom, Jessica played with her auburn hair. She had curled it that morning and took some pride in how it looked. Preening her tank top, she couldn’t help but bask in the confidence that her fit body gave her. As the trees began to thin, and the woods turned to assorted buildings and the makings of another town, Jessica’s mother waded through the growing traffic line of cars and made for the exit. A large billboard advertising the mall dominated the skyline. Shop, relax, enjoy. The mall that has it all! “You know, I’ve never liked that tagline.” “What tagline?” “The one on the billboard Mom, see it?.” “Why is that? Isn’t that what you’re going there to do?” “I mean I guess, but it just seems too generic.” “Well what wouldn’t be generic?” “Um…I don’t know. They should just try to be more creative.” “Uh-huh. Glad you’re going into marketing then.” Jessica looked over at her mother as the car entered the massive parking lot for the mall. “I can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic or not.” Her mother looked back and smiled gently. Jessica gave her a playful smack “Mom! I want to draw! I’m not going to be coming up with the words!” Her mother chucked to herself as they made their way to the entrance of the populated area. Out of the couple dozen people milling around the entrance, one girl with blonde hair stood out. Jessica smiled and hopped out of the car as it stopped. “Hey You!” “Jess! Hey!” Her longtime friend greeted her back with a friendly hug “An hour and a half girls!” Jessica’s mother called after them Jessica waved her off and shut the car door, turning back to her friend as her mother drove away. “So where do you want to go first? Or do you just want to walk around?” Aubrey looked at Jessica funny “Walk around, duh. I need the exercise if I’m going to be eating ballpark food.” The two friends turned and walked towards the large glass doors that gave the building a grand appearance. Despite its age, it was designed with care, and gave an air of sophistication. “You’re actually going to eat the food there?” “Uh yeah?” “Don’t act like I’m stupid, didn’t you become a vegetarian?” “Ok, but have you had a pretzel, ice cream and a hot dog at a baseball game?” “Never even been to a baseball game.” Aubrey looked at her friend, shocked as they entered the mall and stared walking down the massive hallways “Never?” “Why would I? I don’t care about sports.” “Not even by accident?” “How do you accidentally go to a baseball game?” Aubrey shrugged “I don’t know, but they’re super fun! Oh! Hey!” She cut in front of Jessica and quickie walked into a sporting goods store. As Jessica followed, Arbury excitedly continued “I’m getting a hat!” Jessica couldn’t help but smile at her friends energy. She was already glad to have found something to do today. ############################ While the two girls roamed about the mall, Jessica’s mother made her way through town to her favorite Italian restaurant. Both traffic and finding a place to park was simple, and as soon as the car was turned off, she began to touch up her makeup. It wasn’t more than a minute before she heard a knock on the window. “Jen! Hey!” “Maddie! Hey!” She threw back in a jovial manor “Just let me finish my makeup and we’ll head in.” Jennifer quickly bent one of her knees, her polka dotted dress swaying in the wind. “Um, you can just finish that inside.” “Cold?” Jennifer nodded, weakly smiling as she did. Maddison closed her small mirror and put it back in her purse. Climbing out of her car, she joined her friend on the sidewalk. “How was the drive over here?” “Oh…you know. Slow.” “Really? I got Jessica to the mall pretty easy.” Jennifer nodded and adjusted her purse on her shoulder. The dark color matching the black of her polka dotted dress. Her hands by her sides, she walked quicker than usual, and certainly faster than Laura. Jennifer reached the outdoor hostess first, and gave her name for their reservation. As the hostess grabbed two menus and began leading them inside to their table, Laura asked “Is your back acting up again?” “Hm? N-no..,I’m fine, why?” “You’re walking so stiff, I was worried.” Laura laughed nervously “Are you sure?” “I’m fine.” As Laura sat down at their table, Jennifer mentioned to the hostess “I’m sorry miss? Where are the restrooms? My friend wanted to fix her makeup.” The hostess pointed to the far corner of the restaurant, her pantyhose-clad knees briefly touching. She quickly brushed down her short black skirt. “Back there, but there might be a wait. We’ve been super busy like, all day.” As she walked back outside, Jennifer began to walk to the far corner of the restaurant. The half-wall that blocked the view of the doors, and the small sign that read restrooms was difficult to read from where they were seated. Despite what the hostess had said, there was only one other woman in line. Before Laura could even think about joining her friend, their waitress came over to the table. Not knowing what her friend wanted to drink, she ordered waters to start and an appetizer before joining her friend in line. They stood shoulder to shoulder, Jenifer intently watching the door in front of her. It was a dark wooden color, with a stained glass center that bore the word women’s on it. The one lady in front of the two friends went in before the two said a word between them. Laura tried to start a conversation “What did the doctors say? About your back?” “Hmm?” Jennifer bit her lip “Oh. It’s bad.” “Bad?” “Mhmm.” “What do you mean bad?” “Well…” Jennifer grabbed at the hiem of her dress “It hurts.” She nodded and looked over at Laura. The two fell back into silence for a moment until the door opened. The woman held the door for them both as Jennifer gave a weak smile. Laura followed and walked towards one of the sinks, grabbing some of her makeup tools out of her purse. Jennifer quickly walked into the open stall. Laura could hear her friend quickly jam her purse onto the hook of the stall door, followed by the unmistakable sound of her shoes tapping on the clean tiled floor. As Laura began to reapply her makeup, she heard an unmistakably loud hiss from the stall her friend had just occupied. It was followed by an equally loud splash, the toilet water reacting to the heavy flow of fresh piss it was about to endure. Her friend was breathing heavily, sounding as if she was just coming up for air after being underwater. For a moment the only sound in the entire restroom was the splash of the toilet water and the hiss of her deflating bladder. Both of which nearly drowned out her heavy breathing. “So yeah-” Jennifer started to talk, but the sound of the splashing water and her hissing snatch became greater as she contracted her muscles. It briefly overwhelmed her voice “There’s a ton of traffic on the highway. Construction made it a one lane, so that was annoying. But yeah, my back is better, I think it was just that old office chair I was using.” As the stall next to Jennifer flushed, the splashing of her stream was still audible over the sound of the swirling water. The other woman washed her hands next to Laura, but said nothing. The sound of Jennifer's hissing pee still permeated the room, and the splashing of the water below her created an awkwardness for the stranger and Laura both. As Jennifer’s stream began to die down, Laura finished her makeup and reapplied her lipstick. It was subtle, just enough to help her pale lips pop. The once roaring stream that had erupted from Jennifer had finally been reduced to a slow drip. Laura asked her friend a question, piercing the veil as she heard her unravel the toilet paper “Better?” Jennifer sighed “You have no idea.” ################################ Jessica looked away from her phone for a moment as her friend suddenly grabbed her arm and darted off towards a sporting goods store. “Wait! Where-” “We’re getting hats! C’mon!” They cut in front of a lane of people walking in the opposite direction and entered the store. Sports weren’t that interesting to Jessica, but she smiled a little at her friend’s excitement. As they entered the store, Aubrey immediately made her way to the hats and began combing through the shelves. She shuffled through a few of the more popular teams, and made a face when she couldn’t find the one she was looking for. She looked around the shop, which was sparsely packed with people. The only person who appeared to be working was an overweight, middle aged man with glasses. His balding head picked up when he saw the young blonde senior approach him. “Excuse me sir? It doesn’t look like there are any Spanner’s hats. Can you help us out?” He nodded, obviously happy that the bubbly blonde with large breasts for her frame was taling to him. Aubry made small talk “We’re going to the game this afternoon, and its my friends first time.” He looked at Jessica and smiled, her brownish hair and it’s natural curls were equally as alluring. “You like sports?” Jessica shook her head, a little shy. Aubry spoke for her “She’s more into math and science. She thinks sports are dumb.” Aubry had a wide smile on her face, ribbing her friend playfully “I didn’t say that!” Jessica playfully gave Aubry a light push, matching her smile. Aubry turned her attention back to the cashier “No, but I think we should have some merch, and it’s not like we want to pay the prices at the stadium, you know?” The man agreed and nodded while typing on the computer, searching the inventory of the store. Aubry leaned forward over the counter, accenting her boobs. “You think I should get a top too?” “Uhh…” The man was taken aback, he coughed nervously “Um…well the store could use the business but I don’t know.” Aubry looked over to Jessica and giggled. Jessica’s eyes were wide, she disapproved of her friends act. “Uh, Miss? I think I have one, maybe two hats in the back.” “Oh! Great, thank you!” The man waddled towards the back, and Jessica pulled her friends arm. “What was that?” “What was what?” “You know!” Jessica motioned towards her own breasts, but was reluctant to touch them or repeat the tease that her friend had done. Aubry smiled “I’ll tell you at lunch. I want to buy a pair of shorts too, we should hit up the store across from the food court.” Jessica looked at her phone “I want something to wear too, but we don’t have a ton of time left.” At that moment, the overweight man waddled from the backroom towards the counter, proudly holding a cap in his sweaty hand. “Last one! Maybe ever. These don’t really sell.” “Oh! Perfect thank you!” Aubry excitedly clapped her hands and took the hat from the man. She paid for the hat and made more small talk with the man behind the counter. Jessica stayed quiet, not really knowing what to say. She looked at her phone, confirming that they had enough time to shop and eat before her mom came back. Aubry started walking, thanking the man for his time. Exiting the store, the two friends cut through the foot traffic in the mall and reached the upward escalator. As they rode up to the second floor, Aubrey felt the first nudge from her bladder, a gentle reminder that she had not gone since that morning. “Jess, did I tell you about this new drink I’ve been trying in the morning?” Jessica shook her head “It’s super good! Ton of electrolytes and no sugar, so its super good for you.” “Probably doesn’t taste good.” “No. You’re right, it doesn’t taste good. That not the point.” “But when you said it was super good-” “I meant that it was super good for you!” The two reached the top of the escalator and stepped off. The large walking space in front of them was the only thing blocking their access to the large clothing store that anchored the mall. Excitedly, the two friends entered the large store, Aubry was sure she’d have time to use the restroom before they left for the game. ################################# As their food finally came, Laura ordered some wine. Jennifer commented “Aren’t you going to be driving?” “Yeah but a little wine won’t hurt.” “Are you going to have a beer at the game?” “Well sure, but it’s mostly water anyway. Theo usually complains about it.” Jennifer twirled her spaghetti and asked before chewing “How are things with your husband?” “Good. Really good honestly. I wonder if he took some sort of class or seminar or something. But he’s been great lately.” Laura cut some of her eggplant parmesan “Must be nice.” Jennifer took another bite of her spaghetti and a drink from her glass “Nice?” “You know, to have someone. It’s impossible to date at my age.” “Your age? C’mon Jen, you’re talking like you’re a hundred years old.” Jennifer shrugged “I just wish I had a guy…who was there, you know? A guy that I could just ask questions, or…” A look of sadness washed over Jennifer’s face. “You’ll find someone. You’re cute, have a good job. Why not one of the guys in the office?” The waiter came back with the wine. “Thank you” “I don’t know. Wouldn’t guys find it a bit.” Jennifer paused, looking for the right word “I don’t know, creepy? Their old boss comes over and starts flirting with them.” “I think the right guy would be into it. Maybe this is too much for you but one night Theo and I did this boss and employee roleplay. He was an animal.” Laura looked down at her food as she cut another piece, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she remembered that night. Silence came back over the two as they both ate, their meals dwindling on their plate. Jennifer cut into her last meatball. Pushing the meat to the side in her mouth she stated “I don’t want that though. I…really want what you have.” She finished chewing “And I can’t.” “A man?” Laura looked confused “Kids.” “It’s a lot of work-” “But isn’t it fulfilling? Sure I’m positive you have your troubles, but Jess is about to go to college, and Amanda I’m sure will do fine.” Laura laughed “Here’s why you don’t want kids. Do you know what Amanda did to me last night?” Jennifer took a sip from her sparkling water. “Do tell” “So I had a ton of errands to run yesterday. Nothing special, just a lot.” Laura took finished the rest of her wine. “About halfway through, I had to pee.” Jennifer laughed awkwardly at her friends candid nature. Laura continued “I get home, start cooking. I figured I’d just go after I got dinner ready, the girls usually take their time when I call them anyway, you know? Of course, this time they were ready immediately. And Maybe its my fault, I could have gone before we started but I guess I just didn’t feel like it.” Laura finished her eggplant. She took another drink of water, paused, and took another drink, emptying the glass. “Anyway, I was about to get up and go when Theo called. So then of course I answer like a good wife. But the whole time I’m like: okay, I’ve got to pee. Then of course, Jess starts washing the dishes and I felt like I was about to pee my pants.” Their waiter came by to refill Laura’s water. He seemed a little embarrassed as he picked up the tail end of their conversation. Jennifer noticed his blush and added “Maybe watch how much you give her!” The two friends laughed and Jennifer grabbed his arm lightly, which he pulled away from. “Would you two ladies like any dessert?” “No, we’re on a time thing. Can we actually just get the check?” Laura looked at her phone as the waiter nodded and left “Yeah, I got to pick up the girls in like twenty.” Jennifer motioned for her to continue her story “So you peed your pants last night-” “No, I felt like I was going to. I didn’t. Anyway, I’m talking to Theo and Jess finishes the dishes, whatever. Then she gets in the bathroom and I’m thinking, oh great.” The waiter placed the check down in the middle of the table and left “I get off the phone, go up the bathroom and Amanda is standing there too. Now, we have a thin door, so-” She leaned over the table, and Jennifer instinctively leaned in as well. In a whisper, Laura added “we can hear Jess peeing”. As she pulled back from the table, Laura cleared her throat. It was a little embarrassing “Anyway, at this point I’m struggling, and I’m basically holding myself. So I say to Amanda ‘sweetheart, mom’s going next’. And I can see her roll her eyes but she doesn’t say anything. So I go in next and Jessica comes out.” The waiter took the check along with Jennifer’s credit card. She paid for the entire meal. “I get in there, I finally start going, and you know how it feels when you wait a long time and then finally get to go.” Jennifer nodded and raised her eyebrows “Sounds familiar” she chuckled to herself “Alright so I’m going and I hear Amanda, complaining about me through that door. She ends up arguing with me while I’m peeing. Like its coming out of me, and I’m having to tell her that I can’t wait forever. Like does she think that once I become a mom I don’t have to pee ever again?” Jennifer smiled. Laura continued “She tells me that I’m over dramatic and that I can wait a few extra minutes for her, and that I ‘always do this to her’. Like, what does she know?” Jennifer shrugged “Maybe she has a point.” “How?” “I mean, you could have gone while you were out. You didn’t need to wait until you got home.” “Ugh. No, I hate public bathrooms. I think I’d rather pee in my pants than use one. If you ever hear me even suggest it, it probably means it’s too late already.” “So how does all this make me not want to have kids?” “I don’t know. You don’t have to deal with all of this I guess.” “That it? That’s the reason?” Laura shrugged “No, I love them both. It’s just exhausting sometimes. Speaking of which-” She looked at her phone “I gotta pick up Jess and her friend.” The two friends stood and gave each other a hug, Laura added “Thanks for lunch. We should do this more often!” “We really should!” The two stood awkwardly for a moment, Laura expecting Jennifer to walk out with her, but Jennifer admitted “Oh, I um…have to go again. And I’m not going to drive through that construction. Call me when you guys get home!” The two gave each other a good bye and parted for the day. Jennifer walked back towards the restroom for the second time that day, and Laura walked to the front door. As she stepped out into the late spring sunlight, she was glad they were seated when they did. A line of people were either sitting on the provided benches or standing in front of the podium to check reservations. The same hostess that had seated them was standing behind it, her legs jittered as she read back the last name of whoever was next in line. Laura thought nothing of it as she walked to her car and climbed back in. Full of her favorite food and thoroughly hydrated, she was ready to hit the road. ############################### With a bundle of clothes on each arm, both Jessica and Aubry waited in line for the changing rooms to open up. Aubry no longer felt like she had to go. Distracted by shopping and the prospect of a new outfit, her minor need was pushed to the side. A door opened and Jessica went in first, a bundle of short but conservative clothes in her arms. The next door that opened went to Aubry. Closing the door behind her, Aubry set her clothes down on the bench and took her top off. Her noticeably large breasts were hidden behind her red bra. She tried on a white sleeveless top first. She liked it, but the red of her bra poked through. She could only imagine how incredulous her mother would be if she saw her wearing it. She put it in the “buy” pile. Jessica looked around nervously for a camera. The thought that the mall even allowed security cameras to point into the changing rooms made her uncomfortable. Leaving her top on, she used her hands and the mirror to check the dimensions of the T-shirt. It was grey, and went well with the dark denim jeans she was currently wearing. She decided to buy it. Aubry was down to her last potential purchase. A pair of short jeans. They were light, and didn’t go much farther down than her thighs. Her small butt was covered completely, but just barely. They were a tight fit, and she could feel them digging into her waistline. But they were tight, nearly looked painted on, and that’s what she wanted. As Aubry stepped out of the changing room with her new outfit, she felt the urge to pee come back. Still subtle, it was a reminder that she needed to ease the building liquid in her bladder. The tight shorts weren’t helping. She met Jessica and the two walked towards the cashier. “Wow. Those are…short.” Jessica commented “I know. I love them!” “But won’t people stare?” Aubrey smiled as she walked towards the counter “Maybe I want them to.” Unlike the first time, the feeling of a filling bladder was not leaving Aubry. She attributed it to her new shorts. Whatever the cause was, she knew that she should go before they left for the game. As she and Jessica paid and left the clothing store, she started to walk towards the restrooms that were right next to the food court. Jessica looked down at her phone “If we’re going to eat anything, we need to now. Mom’s already on her way.” “Um…okay.” Aubry glanced over to the restrooms, a small but manageable line out front. She hadn’t eaten yet, and lunch sounded just as enticing. The two split, Jessica ventured over to an Asian restaurant and Aubry went towards the only eatery that claimed to have food that was somewhat healthy. She stood in line tapping her foot and distracting herself with her phone, the dull urge to use the restroom staying with her. Jessica was the first one to find a table. As she sipped her iced tea and took ravenous bites of her food, she couldn’t help but look at her longtime friend waiting in line. Her new shorts were not something that Jessica would ever wear herself, nor would she have expected Aubry to wear them. Her own jeans were tighter than she would have normally worn, but she figured that the dark color stood out less. Eventually, Aubry came over with her food, a salad and a water bottle. The plastic bottle was dwarfed by Jessica’s large plastic cup. “Water and a salad? I thought you said you were hungry?” “I am. But I’m calorie cutting, so this is the best I can do.” “Calorie cutting?” Jessica worried “Yeah. Got down to about a thousand a day.” “Isn’t that a little unhealthy?” “I’ve been fat. That’s unhealthy too.” “I read-” Aubry put her hand up. Obviously, Jessica had struck a nerve. “I know. My mother says the same thing every time. But I’m not being unhealthy. I just don’t eat anything but lunch.” “That is unhealthy.” “No it isn’t. Not if you do it right.” The two were quiet. Jessica took a long sip from her drink, the fluid still amounting to much more than Aubry’s water bottle. Aubry continued “Besides. I’m having a hot dog, a pretzel and a soda at the game. I can’t pig out now.” “I just don’t get why you’re starving yourself.” “I’m not! Besides, I like being healthy. People pay attention to me now, especially boys. Did you see the guy behind the counter?” “Oh that creep would have looked at any girl like that. And you did that whole show, of course he was looking at you!” “But it’s not just him. Guys hold the door open for me. Even girls at school are nicer.” “Is that why you started sitting with that cheerleader at lunch?” “Jamie? N-no. We just started studying together. That’s all!” Aubry blushed, her white skin turning a light shade of red “Look, can we talk about something else? I hated being fat, and I like feeling human again. That’s all.” Unsure why her friend was so defensive, Jessica backed off and took another long drink from her iced tea. Aubry did the same with her water. Jessica’s phone buzzed as she received a text from her mother. “Woah! Mom’s gonna be here in like 5. We gotta go!” Jessica scrambled to finish the last of her lunch and downed the rest of her tea. “Ok, let me just-” Jessica started to pack up her things. “We don’t have time, the entrance is on the other side!” Aubrey followed suit, tossing the rest of her salad into the trash and downing her water bottle in one gulp. She walked quickly to catch up to her friend, taking a glance at the line for the restroom as they passed it. This is a bad idea she thought ############################# As Laura swung the car around the entrance to the mall, she scanned the crowd for her daughter. She couldn’t see either of them, and decided to stop the car in the large circular driveway. She briefly searched around the clean car for her phone, before grabbing it off of the passenger seat. Looking up she saw her daughter and her friend leaving the mall. She was proud of Jessica for being on time for once and smiled as she watched her daughter throw a large plastic cup into the garbage and make their way to the car. “Right on time girls!” “Hey Mrs. F!” Aubry gave a chipper greeting as she climbed into the car, Jessica climbed in the other side “Hi Aubry. You look ready!” Luara started to drive as the two friends put their seatbelts on “Just got the hat today. I was telling Jess that there’s nothing like a baseball game. You ready?” Laura smiled at the girls enthusiasm “Of course. I like your top by the way.” Aubrey smiled back without saying a word. Without Laura noticing, she elbowed Jessica as if to say I told you so. As they drove away from the mall, Aubry studied Laura. Her yellow pants stood out and contrasted well with her white sleeveless blouse. Concededly, or perhaps for another reason, Aubry glanced at the older woman’s chest, then to Jessica's. Whether it was out of a sense of superiority, a opportunity to get her mind off of her growing need to pee, or something else entirely, she didn’t know. Whatever it was, it helped distract her for the moment. “Something different about hotdogs and pretzels at a ballgame, you know?” No one responded. Aubry sat, she looking out the back window. Time had passed, but exactly how much, she didn’t know. The towns, trees and fields that they passed all blended together. The only constant was the building pressure in her bladder. It reprimanded her for keeping quiet in the mall. Aubry expressed her regret with a sigh “I should have peed at the mall.” Jessica looked over to her friend “Mom, are we gonna stop anywhere?” Aubry jumped in, her love for sports still overriding her anatomical need “No, I’d rather be there for the whole game. Don’t feel like you need to stop for me.” Laura looked in the rearview mirror. Aubry didn’t look all that distressed aside from her swinging legs in the back seat. She glanced at her daughter, who seemed to be more interested in whatever was out of the window than stopping. Still, Laura wanted to give them the opportunity. “Are you sure Aubry? It’s going to be twenty or so minutes.” “Yeah, no, I’ll be fine. Might have to find a bush or something after the game.” Jessica whipped her head away from the window, her mouth agape at such a suggestion. Aubry gave more context “Hardly any of the stalls have doors. I’d really only use one if I had to.” “No doors?” The very idea seemed to make Jessica squirm in her seat. Gently, she place a hand against her crotch “Is that even allowed? That has to be a rumor or something.” “Uh, no.” Aubry laughed awkwardly “I um…have firsthand experience.” Jessica’s eyes went wide “How is that even allowed? Don’t we have some right to privacy?” “I think they did it after that woman got alcohol poisoning. Maybe it’s like a safety thing?” Jessica squirmed and crossed her legs in her seat, it went unnoticed by everyone else in the car “So like…everyone watched you pee?” “Well no, it wasn’t me.” Aubrey sighed “It was my mom. She had said that she needed to go before the game started, and we waited forever in line. Like long enough to miss the National Anthem and the first pitch.” “How did you miss the first pitch and all of that because of her?” Laura asked from her driver’s seat “I said because we were waiting in that big long line.” “She made you wait in line too?” “Well no. I...had to go too.” Aubry shifted in her seat, remembering the event. “But when we got to the stall, only like one or two of them had doors.” The conversation seemed to end. Neither Laura nor Jessica needed to hear that much more of the story. Especially Jessica, who was privately starting to regret not going at the mall as well. Aubry’s warning about the stalls without doors didn’t sit well with her either. It was bad enough that their bathroom at their home had a thin door, but the prospect of other people directly seeing her was a predicament she did not want to be a part of. “Mom, are you sure we shouldn’t stop?” Aubry interjected, she sounded agitated “No! The fact that we have to be back to your house by 6:30 means we probably should leave in the 7th inning. I don’t want to miss anything. I’ll be fine. Just forget it.” Despite her verbal protests, Aubry’s bladder would have preferred them stopping. Gone was the gentle and occasional nudge from a slightly full bladder and its place was the constant pressure of a distressed abdomen. Aubry rubbed her stomach, just above her bladder, and jittered her exposed legs. She promised herself she be fine. She was strong. This was nothing. “Wow, Jen wasn’t kidding” Laura gave a low whistle. Construction had the lane in the other direction nearly at a dead stop. The few cars that were moving were doing so slowly as drivers cut each other off and maneuvered their way around the dwindling lanes. Aubry cringed as they passed another exit. You’ll be fine. A hotdog, pretzel and a soda. You’ll forget all about it. You’re fine. Aubry’s fears were quelled as soon as the car pulled into the stadium parking lot. As she excitedly took in the sights and sounds of the crowd around her, the dull ache of her annoyed bladder evaporated. Or, at least it felt that way. As soon as Laura turned off the car, she hopped out, and waited for Jessica to join her. The two friends were in lockstep, Laura tailing behind as they went through security. For as much as Aubry’s excitement had numbed her, Jessica hadn’t felt the same effect. She was starting to feel the weight of her bladder against her privates as they walked up the huge concrete steps towards their seats. As they reached the floor that housed the multiple entrances to the stadium seats, Aubry felt someone grab her arm. It was Jessica’s Mom. “Aubry honey, I’ll get you that hot dog and pretzel you mentioned. Why don’t you and Jess go find our seats?” Aubry nodded, Mrs. Freeland seemed to be alluding to more. She stayed put for a movement, and her friend’s mom spoke again “And maybe use the restroom if you get a chance?” You’re not my mother Aubry kept the thought to herself, and nodded instead. Following the advice, she set out to find the nearest restroom while Jessica went to find their seats. It wasn’t hard to navigate the crowds to find the restroom. The challenge came from waiting in the line that was present. A sizeable portion of the wall closest to the bathroom entrance for the ladies was covered in women of all stripes waiting their turn for relief. Aubry joined in at the tail end, her unhappy bladder notifying her of her condition. Time also reminded her that her last visit to the bathroom was hours ago, and while that wouldn’t have been a problem if she had been drinking normally, the drinks she had downed had been processed. If her bladder was at this point in its fullness normally, she would have voided it at this point. But this wasn’t a normal day. With a sigh, Aubry folded her arms. She placed them just below her chest. She could feel her boobs on her forearms. She tapped her foot. Waiting was the worst part. Just the idea that she would get relief soon was enough to send her bladder into an involuntary spasm. She held on. Crossing her legs, she began to bob up and down. The line was moving at a glacier speed. It was helped quickly by a trio of girls darting out of line and heading for the men’s room. One of them had her hands jammed into the crotch of her olive shorts. They talked to a few of the men who were waiting in their own line, though it was considerably shorter than the ladies, and the men called forward “Ladies coming through!” Some of the men cheered. A few whistled and the three girls seemed to be having fun with it. Aubry briefly thought about going over there herself. She decided against it, the thought of peeing in a room full of guys was a little much for her. Peeing in front of someone might be hot though. She chased the thought away. What on earth are you thinking? She crossed her legs. Just then, the announcement came over the loudspeaker that the anthem and first pitch were about to be thrown. Still guided by her love for sports and the outdoors, Aubry left the line. She decided to hold it. ############### They were uncomfortable plastic seats, and as Jessica sat in them, she could feel the waist of her jeans cutting into her filling bladder. She should have peed, she knew that. But as Aubry took the seat next to her, and her mother took the seat closest to the isle, Jessica felt trapped and locked into her decision. The first two innings were quick. Each team had one hit between them. It gave Aubry time to take in the game and perhaps more importantly, put aside her throbbing bladder. Jessica, who was less interested in the game, was not nearly as distracted. The large iced tea and other drinks she had consumed at the mall were catching up with her. She rubbed her thighs with her hands, trying to remain inconspicuous. Getting up to go would require her mother and friend to stand up, and she wasn’t willing to risk the social niceties yet. Aubry couldn’t help but shift and cross her legs in another way. She felt bloated; heavy even, and she had no idea how long the third inning had been. She felt as though her interest had waned, as she was now focused almost entirely on holding back her floodwaters. Despite her shifting and squirming, Aubrey was starting to hold herself, occasionally clutching and grabbing at her privates. Hoping that her pelvic exercises would save her, she squeezed and contracted her walls in hopes that they could do the trick. She was sure her tight pants were showing off these contractions. But she was confident that others wouldn’t notice. She felt a presence next to her. It was Jessica’s mom leaning over to whisper “I hate using public bathrooms” What does that mean? Does she know that I have to go? Aubry looked over at her friends mom Maybe she needs to pee too? It didn’t look that way. Jessica’s mother was as stiff as a statue, focusing on the game. The crowd cheered as the pitcher walked the batter, putting a second man on base. Aubry tried to pay attention to the game, but her bladder had waited long enough. It was starting to dominate her thoughts, telling her to go now. Aubry declined, instead trying to turn her attention to the game. By the time there were two outs in the fourth inning, Aubry was struggling. The full brunt of her actions were bearing down on her now tender bladder. It felt stretched, starting to ache. She curled her toes, visible in her sandals. Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to focus on the game at hand. Aubry’s eyes darted back and forth. She wanted to focus on the players. Their numbers, their names. Their muscles. Anything. Aubry was probably sweating as much as they were. Her legs jittered. Sometimes subtly, sometimes with and extra bounce. She could feel her pee pressing right up against her slit. Both her hands were grabbing the edges of her shorts, Aubry was trying anything to keep control of her body. “Is it really true about the bathrooms not having any doors?” Aubry looked at Jessica, her friend clearly asking for her own need. Jessica was bent forward, her balled up fist dug right into the crotch of her dark jeans. Aubry was too desperate to respond “Yes.” The voice came from behind them. A blonde woman they didn’t know was resting her head on her boyfriend. She seemed friendly enough. With a confused look, he looked at her “So people saw you when…” “Only other women. But yeah, no hiding anything.” “Damn, that’s so hot.” He said flirtatiously The two gave each other a quick smooch and went back to watching the game, both with a smile. Jessica was no so enticed. As Aubry squirmed and shook next to her, Jessica’s own steadily filling bladder was taking its toll. The fifth inning was starting. She reminded herself that Aubry had mentioned leaving in the seventh. Jessica was starting to think she could make it. Having lost track of time, Aubrey’s mind could only concentrate on one thing and that was not releasing her pee. Of all the times she had been desperate in her life, she couldn’t think of one that was worse. It hurt. Don’t pee. Don’t pee. Don’t pee. Don’t pee. I really have to pee. The same two phrases dominated Aubrey’s mind. Desperately, she checked the scoreboard. She tried to tell herself that her love for the sport was greater than her physical need. It should almost be over. She waited; trying to be soak in every second. Trying to hold it. She didn’t want to be like her Mom. Aubry remembered her mother desperately in her seat. She wasn’t going to be like that. She stayed seated for another moment. Was it two minutes? One? Five? She didn’t know anymore. She couldn’t take it. Legs still crossed, she gingerly stood up. The pressure was nearly too much. The weight of her overfilled bladder was compounded by gravity pulling down on her swollen organ. The tightness she felt could only be offset by grabbing a hold of her crotch as tight as she could. She crossed her legs, every limb and muscle, every fiber of her being was in force to prevent a deluge of hot pee from running into her shorts. “P-please m-m-Mrs. Freedland…I-i-I have to pee…” Her voice was a labored whisper. Jessica’s mom stood to allow the struggling girl the opportunity to get up from her seat. Jessica followed, desperate, but not nearly as bad as her friend. Aubrey couldn’t stand up straight. Her slow movement held the two back. Keeping her eyes focused on the top of the stairs that housed the route to her rescue helped Aubrey concentrate on holding it. In a hunched over state, she waded her way through the throngs of people. She wasn’t even sure where they were going. To the top of the stairs. Progress. Aubrey saw the bathroom lines. They were still long. A cauldron of emotions gripped her. Fear, worry, embarrassment. She shook in place. Looking at her friend, Aubry was nearly in tears “I’m not going to make it…” Jessica looked at her friend, her watery, teary eyes told the whole story. Aubrey could only manage a loud exhale. She sucked her breath in. Trying to stand up as straight as her swollen abdomen would allow. Her bladder felt like a stone. It was pushing up against her tight jean shorts. Jessica was desperate. But her only concern right now was for Aubrey. The poor woman was staring down the slow line. Out of sympathy, Jessica walked by her shaking friend and asked the trio of girls in front of them “I hate to ask” She stammered “But can my friend cut you?” Jessica’s own legs were crossed as she spoke “Uhh…” The brunette leader of the three girls looked at Jessica first, her expression changing to one of shock when she saw Aubry “Oh! Oh my gosh, sure! A-are you ok?” Aubry was too desperate to speak, her mind caring only about controlling her bladder. She inched forward, the agony of her burning bladder was nearly too much. She felt a spurt of pee escape. It rushed into her panties. It was warm. Tantalizing the rest of her pent up pee. Another step, another spurt. Aubry stopped walking. She clutched the edges of her jean shorts, they cut off a few inches down her thigh. Her hands had no idea what to do, her brain short circuiting from the pressure and weight of her full bladder. She shook, her legs not willing to move. “I-Jess…I’m s-sor-ry…” Aubry’s muscles were in a mutiny, not willing to listen to the orders her brain was giving. It was too much. A quiet moan escaped Aubry’s lips. She grabbed the end of her shorts. Arms straight. Her legs were as stiff as a statue. Time seemed to slow. It wasn’t real. None of this was. It couldn’t be. It shouldn’t be. For as slowly as she perceived everyone around her, she was shocked at how fast it happened. Her panties had suddenly felt warm. Then there was the splattering of her hot piss smacking the concrete. It was loudest thing in the stadium. Or at least, it was to Aubry. She could feel the spreading warmth around her crotch. It cut down to both her legs, and soon was cascading down each of them. She thought about trying to stop, but the relief was too much. A dull hiss was emanating from her crotch. Her snatch was dumping an entirely full bladder into her shorts and panties. The seat of her shorts felt warm, she could feel it soak the backs of her legs. The rushing, splattering pee had reached her feet. With great speed, her flowing piss created a puddle underneath Aubry. It poured over her feet and into sandals, waterlogging them, and poured out onto the concrete ground. A shiver ran down the length of Aubry’s spine. Her legs began to twitch at the warmth and relief from holding it for so long. As her pussy continued to push warm pee into her panties, Aubry became acutely aware of her finally deflating bladder. She could only exhale as she marinated in the relief. Jessica could only watch in horror as her friend peed in her shorts. It was much quicker than she could have imagined. She almost didn’t want to believe it was happening. The quick dark stain on her light shorts quickly bloomed over her friends crotch. It was as if a showerhead had been jammed down her friends shorts. As Aubry continued to pee, it only got worse. She was moaning and whimpering, her legs wiggling as they were drenched in clear, hot pee. The puddle expanded, and the three girls backed away, their faces plastered with a shocked expression. Jessica’s own bladder relented in sympathy, shooting a quick jet of hot pee into her panties. She grabbed her own crotch as Aubry’s accident started to come to a close. That’s when Aubry started to hear the voices. “Peed her pants…” “Did you see that?” She didn’t want to open her eyes. She didn’t want to know who saw. She heard whispers, gasps. One of the three strangers started laughing. It cut harsher than any knife. She could feel the puddle she was standing in. Her legs were warm, and her crotch warmer. She couldn’t tell what was sweat and what was piss. She opened one eye. It was real. All of it. She was standing in a puddle of her own pee not more than an inch deep. It had splattered onto the backs of her heels. Her toes were wiggling, bathing in the now cooling sensation. ##################### Laura sat with one leg over the other. She was enjoying the sun and her time. Her phone buzzed. It was her daughter Get up here now! The worst thoughts entered Laura’s mind. Was there an emergency? Was someone sick? Even worse thoughts continued to occupy her mind as she climbed the stairs. What she didn’t expect was to see Aubry, a girl about to go to college, standing in a puddle, her shorts soaked in pee. It had clearly started at her crotch, and from the back, had soaked both of her butt cheeks in two wide streaks down the back of her legs. She could hear people laughing at her expense, and if they weren’t, their shocked faces gave away their thoughts. Laura jogged up to Aubry, and gave her a hug with just an arm “C’mon, we’re leaving now.” “But I really need to go too!” Jessica added “You can wait.” “Traffic’s going to be bad mom. Are you sure we can’t just wait so I can go?” “Jess, you’re not the only one who needs to pee, ok? But do you really want to make your friend a spectacle right now?” Jessica looked at Aubry’s pants and her puddle. Her friend looked forlorn, like she was about to cry. Jessica shook her head. “Can we at least stop on the way?” She could feel the wetness from her earlier leak “Please?” “Fine.” Laura knew they had time, and she wasn’t about to make her daughter wait. As they walked back towards the car, she could feel her own bladder asking to stop on the way back too. She hadn’t gone at the restaurant, and certainly avoided going at the stadium. She hated public restrooms, and all that would be available on the way back were gas stations. Laura would wait if she could. Aubry could feel her now cold legs react to the wind. Whatever piss that hadn’t dropped into her puddle, or dribble down her legs as she walked had now stuck to her. She left small wet footprints behind as her sandals squeaked. She could feel other people’s eyes. They were glued to her. She was too old to be wetting her pants. She knew that. She wanted to hide her shame, and she couldn’t. Still locked in a one-armed hug by her friends mom, she knew how juvenile she looked. The three climbed into the car, Aubry wincing as she sat down. She felt the cold of her now clammy panties around her privacy. Her freezing cold shorts clung to her. She reached into her back pocket as Laura started the car. Her phone was wet. Her pee had soaked though the denim of her shorts and wet the top half of the screen. “Even my phone is wet” Aubry started to laugh, Jessica did so nervously. Quickly Aubry’s laughter turned to tears. She started to cry “I-I-I just couldn’t wait anymore! This is all my fault!” “Aww, Aubry, its ok honey.” Laura tried to help Jessica rubbed her friends back, stoking it as she tried to console her. “It’s ok Aubry, accidents happen.” “Not at this age! I’m so stupid!” Jessica gave her friend a hug as she sniffled and whined. The two didn’t say a word between them as Jessica tried to calm her down. All she could do was hold her. Even despite her own need, she could only think about helping Aubry. Exactly how to do so, she wasn’t sure. The two must have held their embrace for a while. Jessica wasn’t sure how long, but she could feel her own pee sloshing around inside her. She tightened her muscles, holding it. Aubry was still sniffling, but her sobbing had quieted I should have peed. I really should have been more forceful. Jessica had begun to regret her meek nature as she crossed her legs. Aubry had quieted down, but all that meant was that Jessica was now focused on her own bladder. She bobbed her feet on each foot. “Mom, can we stop at a gas station real soon? I wasn’t kidding, I really got to go too.” “Yeah, sure Jess. Just wait a little longer, I want to get further down the highway.” The three went silent, both Laura and Jessica focusing on holding it, though Jessica was being more expressive. Aubry had started to scroll through her phone, her energy much more mellow than it had been. “Hey guys…my mom texted me a while back.” No response as mother and daughter started to focus more on their own bladders. Aubry continued “She’s going to be picking me up from your place at 6 instead.” Jessica swallowed hard, her bladder not liking the situation. Laura felt the same. They were quiet at first but Laura had to deliver the news. “Jess. Honey…I don’t think we can stop. We’re going to be home right then as it is.” “Mom, please. I don’t think I can wait that long.” “I know sweetie, I know. Can you at least try to hold it?” Jessica turned to her friend, no afraid for herself. “Can you like, ask your mom to pick you up later?” Aubry nodded and sent a text. ############################ Jessica tried. She tried to sit still and ignore it. There had been no response from Aubry’s mother. The red lights and long car lines of the construction traffic intimidated her. She squirmed in her seat, pressing her hand against her crotch. Jessica kept catching glimpses of her friends soaked shorts. In a way she was jealous. Her friend didn’t have to struggle. She didn’t have to worry. But Jessica was holding on to a full bladder. One she had now been nursing since they left the mall. The iced tea and water she had consumed needed to make their way out, and by plunging headfirst into the traffic they knew was going to exist only served to anger her bladder. Laura didn’t want to admit it, but she was in the same position. The wine and water had gone down easy at lunch, but the game and now the drive was a new obstacle. Given her need to use the pedals alertly, she couldn’t cross her legs. Out of a desire to maintain her composure, she refused to hold herself. But her bladder was full. Taut with the strain of holding a full bladder, her anxiety was starting to take hold. It wasn’t the fullness of her bladder that she feared the most, but the mental battle with herself that she was unprepared for. She had felt it before. She was used to holding it to get home. After all, Laura had made it her mantra to ignore public bathrooms. This was starting to feel different. She clenched harder as she stepped on the brake, hoping she still had enough strength in her most private parts to hold back the brewing water and wine in her filling bladder. Jessica had been seeing red for too long. She had read the back of the trailer too many times. She had checked her social media feed, refreshing and refreshing, anything to keep her mind off of one very obvious predicament. She had to pee. Made worse by the fact that she had waited so long already. She pulled up her jeans inadvertently giving herself a cameltoe. Placing her hand over her now outlined genitals, Jessica continued to bare the pain until they could reach home. Hopefully. As they inched forward in traffic, a blue sign taunted her on the shoulder of the highway. It promised a number of stops. All with bathrooms. Just a mile and a half. Laura didn’t notice as she fought back her first wave of desperation. A sign that her battle was worse that she outwardly showed. Jessica made sure she knew about it. “Mom please! It hurts. I-I don’t think I can make it home.” “Honey, just tell yourself you can. We have to hold it!” Jessica tried to lie to herself. With another denial and slow moving traffic, she knew she was in for a fight. A moistness in her panties she had felt before. Not wanting to look, but needing to look, she gently took her hand away. A small patch, not larger than a penny, had formed on her jeans. It wasn’t much damage, but enough to tell her that her full bladder was not to be trifled with. An enemy that was more than capable of tearing through her tightly bound defenses. Jessica was stating to leak. It was when they reached the advertised exit that Jessica began to rock back and forth in her seat. One hand firmly pressing into her crotch, the other was snaked around her backside, and held her tender slit from the back. What had started at the size of a penny, was now more comparable to a quarter. Jessica’s logical mind had begun to slip away. She started to look for something, anything in the car she could pee into. Scrambling, she looked around. Their bags from shopping were in the trunk, and her mother kept the car clean. She closed her eyes, tightening her grip and hoping that somehow, someway, she could find relief. “M-mom…can…is there a-a-a cup or something?” Laura balked at the idea. Her daughter? Peeing in a cup? She hated it. But they didn’t have many options. She looked around. Nothing. “Dear, I’m sorry, I don’t see anything.” “I-I need to pee!” Jessica was distraught. She wanted to cry. “Me too baby, me too.” Jessica probably couldn’t see it, but her mother was also holding her crotch. Every drop produced from her drinks that morning had filled her ballooning bladder. She was not as desperate as her daughter, but she could feel it was close to bursting. An acute ache that made her abdomen hard, pounded and pushed against Laura’s peehole. A sudden pain. A sharp wave of desperation washed over the tired mother. Harder than before, she leaned forward, a low moan escaping her lips. “M-mrs. F, are you ok?” Aubry asked timidly A slight hiss was Laura’s only response. She sucked in air, exhaled quickly, and moaned harder. She tried to respond to her daughter’s friend “I-I-I-I…I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.” She hadn’t leaked. But it wasn’t easy to hold it. Jessica had never felt so insecure. Her stomach was bulging. It was as hard, tight with a force and a pressure that her 18 year-old mind could hardly comprehend. She was sure she had never had to go this badly in her life before. She felt sick. Clammy. Sweaty. She was starting to shake. Gasp. She felt like she was drowning in her own pent up urine. It hurt, worse than anything had ever hurt her before. She had stopped leaking. Jessica had stayed dry as the car moved through traffic. Suddenly, she felt calm, collected. Her pants had cooled where she had leaked into them, and when they combined with her body heat, they created a dank, swampy environment around her crotch. She was fine when they drove past a sign that read construction ends 2 miles. She was fine as they changed lanes, and she was fine as the car started to speed up. Slightly. But like the eye of a storm, it wasn’t over. her bladder struck. Its final battle plan enacted. It started as a pain in her back. Sharp, it forced Jessica to bend forward. Her hand firmly clutched her overworked genitals. She gasped, sucking air in. She shivered, feeling cold. If it wasn’t the pain, it was the shame of a familiar warm sensation that elicited a squeal from her lips. Jessica leaked. She stopped it. She leaked again, she stopped it. Despite her hunched over state and her strong grip on her crotch, she leaked again. She squealed. The leaks were becoming longer, more rapid. They slammed and struck her defenses again and again. There was nothing more she could do. “Eeee!” She squealed “It’s coming out…” Jessica was now the one wetting her pants. It started slow, and unlike Aubry’s wetting, it came in slow spurts. Jet after jet of hot pee ran into her panties and jeans “Oh no! Honey!” Her mother sympathetically called from the front “I…I told you I couldn’t hold it!” Jessica yelled. A stream of urine as it made its way from her snatch and into her pants. From the crotch of her dark jeans to halfway down her thigh, there was an obvious stain. Jessica was still holding herself as each consecutive spray of urine into her pants warmed her hand. She gripped herself harder, hoping to stop the slow moving flow. A small puddle emerged from between her legs. As it grew in size, it began to saturate and soak into the seat as much as it did her pants. Jessica could feel a large warm patch around the seat of her pants as her hot urine began to pool in her jeans. Her defenses shattered, Jessica hung her head in defeat. Her spurting, spraying jets of warm pee began a constant stream as she let it go. She accepted it. It was like a car wreck. As construction traffic began to die down, Aubry couldn’t help but watch her friend wet her pants. Intently, she put her hand on her friends thigh, slightly spreading her legs in curiosity. The small lake that had formed at the crotch of her dark jeans continued to inch forward. Despite the fact that Jessica was wearing pants, her stain didn’t appear to be any longer than Aubry’s, given that she was sitting down when it happened. Still, the pool of urine in her seat was crawling for the edge of the car seat. Laura heard the tapping sound. She knew what it was, but she wanted it to be anything but that. Looking in the rearview mirror, she could see Jessica’s seat dripping with fresh pee. It was pouring onto the ground. Her daughters legs shook as Aubry gave her a hug. Their fun day out had turned into a nightmare. Trying to add levity to the situation, Laura offered “Look honey, there’s the mall sign you hate so much. We’re almost home.” “Yeah! And we’re out of that construction traffic. You almost made it Jess!” Aubry chimed in “I…I told you I couldn’t hold it mom…I-I tried…” “I know honey. I know. I’m not mad. I just…I hope I can make it.” The tone of the conversation changed as Luara admitted just how bad her need was. It had been growing since the trio had left the ballgame, and after watching her daughter have an accident, it was even worse. Jessica couldn’t believe it. She hadn’t had an accident for as long as she could remember. Here she was now, with soaked, now cooling pants in the back of her moms car. She swallowed hard, and looked at her friend. At least Aubry knew what it was like. Only worse. Aubry had an audience. Jessica just had her friends and family watch. She was thankful, in a way. She gave her friend another platonic hug, one that remained for a while. Laura started driving with just one hand on the steering wheel and another jammed into her crotch. Needing just one foot for the pedals, her free leg also helped hold her now aching muff. Rather than just pressing against her pussy, her fingers were actively shoved against her labia, enough that Laura could feel the heat of her snatch against her fingers. As she dug in, she pushed her moist panties against her clit unintentionally, sending a wave of pleasure that temporarily overrode her desperation. Driving well over the speed limit, Laura took the back roads home, attempting to avoid any more delays the construction may have caused. Another wave of desperation. This the strongest yet. Unlike the others, Laura didn’t feel a strong push against her genitals at first. Like a storm rolling over the hills, it began with a slow build of pressure. Then a shiver. It ran up her spine and tickled her already swollen abdomen. It attempted to coax more out of her. As Laura countered in earnest, she squeezed harder. Not just with her bladder muscles, but her hand as well. Still, the her desperation soared, and pressed against her opening, forcing its way towards her panties. Laura sucked air through her teeth from the pain of holding on. She began to exhale rapidly, attempting to make the pain go away. She burned, a searing pain radiated from her pee-hole as she tried to keep it closed. Warmth. She leaked again. “Ahhh!” She began to shake, her muscles as tight as they could get She stopped it. Then it started again. The small patch on her jeans was growing, expanding to cover her most sensitive areas. Laura finally regained control. It hurt, she leaned forward in pain. The waistband of her jeans dug into her aggravated abdomen. She felt bloated, slow. Undoing the button of her jeans was the only thing that stopped the dread of losing control, for now. With her jeans unbuttoned, Laura could see the top of her panties. A small discolored patch was visible. It called to her, begging her to just let go. The other two already had. She denied herself. Laura looked back out the window. She saw landmarks she could recognize. Close to home. She was too desperate to do the math in her head of just how close. Laura was going to try and hold it. She had confidence in her ability to do so, she had done it before. The cold hand of fear gripped Laura’s heart. It was the only coolness in her body. Spanning the length of her like a web, it felt heavy in her head. A weightless feeling enraptured her arms. Her hand held the steering wheel, if only barely. Nearly every brain function was focused on preventing her bladder from relaxing. She took a breath in. Then out. Focusing on the basics, her will was the only thing keeping her semi-dry as the car sped along the back roads. Laura felt sweaty, clammy and moist, her strained muscles were starting to produce a sweat which she wiped from her brow. She jittered her knees, unable to keep still. The small reprieve she had gotten from opening her yellow jeans was over. Her bladder swelled to fit the additional space quickly. The water and wine pushed again. Laura grew tense as she was stiff. Her knuckles white on the steering wheel. Her bladder felt like a rock, and she rubbed her free hand across the tense area, leaving her damp crotch exposed. It felt as though every muscle was active in a desperate struggle against herself. Another cold shiver. Then a warm sensation in her panties. It was moist. Laura looked down. The small patch was now expanding. She was peeing her pants. She squealed, squeezing herself again with her hand, flapping her legs desperately, she nearly drove onto someone’s lawn. Moaning, squeaking, and squealing, she managed to get herself under control. If only barely. The inseam of her jeans were now dark, a contrasting color that told the world that Laura couldn’t control her bladder. “You can do it Mrs.F!” Aubry called from the back seat “Yeah mom! You can hold it! We believe in you!” Her daughter encouraged They were soaked, defeated. But neither friend wanted to drag down Laura with them. They’d help her anyway they could. The rest of the trip was a blur. Roads, stop signs, other traffic. It was all irrelevant as Laura sped down each neighborhood road. Finally, she reached her own. Her own driveway, and the ranch house built from bricks. It was non-descript, but it was hers. Laura opened her door. Standing, she felt lightheaded. Holding herself, she felt her bladder weigh her down. It felt like she was carrying 100 pounds on her back, and her abdomen was tight, nearly pulling on her torso. A massive force rammed against her defenses. “Ah! No! F-Ah! I can…Ah!” Laura grunted and groaned as two fat, wide stains streaking down her legs. As they moved, they darkened her yellow jeans. The driveway below her began to show drops of excess urine as it fell off of the back of Laura’s jeans. They stopped as Laura used the last of her strength to hold on. She was wet down to her kneecaps. Unable to stand fully, she hinged her hips and held tightly onto her crotch, duck-walking to the front door. Jessica, her wet butt shining in the afternoon sun, darted for the door. She unlocked it, and Laura barged in. Luara couldn’t believe her luck. So close. The bathroom door was right on her left as she sprinted past the kitchen and dining room. Her hand both dug into her privates, her unbuttoned yellow jeans nearly falling off. She reached for the door. Locked. She jiggled the handle. Locked. This couldn’t be. Not when she was so close. “Oh my gosh Mom! One second, geez!” “Baby please! Please open this door right now! I’m about to pee myself, please!” Laura could feel herself dribbling into her already wet panties “You always do this! I literally just got out of the shower. Hang on.” There was no hanging on. Laura was at her wits end. Her legs were wrapped around each other like a vine. She looked over at her daughter and her friend, both of them in wet pants. Laura’s voice cracked as she stuck her thumbs into the waistband of her jeans. “Girls I-I’m sorry..” With that, she pulled her wet pants and panties down where she stood. Both her daughter and her friend could see everything. In a moment they saw a fat stream of piss shoot straight out of her snatch. With a force matched only by the stiffness of the hardwood floor, a loud splatter rang throughout the home. Akin to rainwater, the only difference was the hissing mature pussy of Jessica’s mom above the straight line of urine. Unlike the puddle that Aubry had left at the stadium, Laura’s was not inhibited by her pants. There was no place for her excess water to run to. It nearly all fell right from her and onto the floor. As it started to form an inch deep puddle at her feet, Laura could nearly feel it running under her shoes. Warm drips and droplets were running down the backs of her thighs, on full display for all in the room. Jessica had never seen her mother like this. She really didn’t want to again. She saw every detail that should have been private. She didn’t need to know that both her and her mother shave their privates, she didn’t need to know what color her panties were, and she certainly didn’t need to know that after two kids, her mother still looked as tight as she did. But now Jessica knew. As Laura felt her bladder finally deflating, relaxing, and the tension of holding it all in dissipate, the reality of what she was doing set in. She was angry, mad that she was being forced to create an impressive puddle all over the floor. She smacked the bathroom door, piss still flowing out of her pussy. “Do you have any idea what you’re making me do young lady? You are in big trouble!” “What? What do you mean?” Amanda unlocked the door, her mouth agape at the scene Her half nude mother had piss falling out of her snatch, her sister was wet at the crotch, and her friend had obviously had an accident. The front door was still open, and the puddle below told the rest of the story. Amanda could help but laugh “Oh my gosh you’re peeing! And you too! You seriously wet yourselves?” She was still laughing as her mother finished “Yeah, we did. And guess whose cleaning up this puddle?” Amanda stopped laughing “You can’t be serious.” “I am.” Her mother looked her dead in the eyes as she stopped peeing “And you know what?” She stepped out of her pants and kicked them off before balling up her wet panties “You get to do laundry.” “That’s not fair!” “Ugh. I need a shower.” Laura didn’t argue with Amanda and instead left her puddle and wet clothes on the ground before entering the bathroom. Aubry didn’t know what to make of the situation. She had all of these feelings inside, things that she had never felt before. She had never seen another woman like that. She had never seen her friend wet herself before. It was all very confusing. But in time, she’d figure it out. As Jessica turned to get her mothers things out of the car, she saw another vehicle pull into the driveway. “Uhhh….Aubry, your parents are here!” Not only would they have to explain themselves and the scene around them, but it was looking like it’d be awhile before Aubry would get to change. Worse still, she kind of had to pee again A/N: As stated above, feel free to write your own stories that fit the theme and publish them here. Any size is fine, and all genders are ok. Just don't violate Omorashi Org TOS. If you want to simply DM and idea you want me to write, that is ok as well. Though I do have limits and the right to say no
  3. From the album: [English] Random translated comics/images by Bilingual guy

    Coming back from Golden week (week of national holidays celebrated in Japan), they get stuck in traffic. Of course, they're also desperate to pee. But, dad brought a portable toilet. The question is, which one will get to use it?
  4. Her big sister is hogging the bathroom and she's bursting. Unfortunately for her, she doesn't make it and soaks the floor. Credit to Kinagirea for the art
  5. About 2 years ago, in the summer of COVID lockdowns, I had a unique experience of seeing 2 girls, sisters in fact, use their pants and panties as their bathroom. I’ll share my story. It was a crappy (no pun intended) day in early June 2020. It was dark and rainy and cold for early June in the North East. I went over to my girlfriends house to hang out between there really wasn’t anything to do. We had both recently finished our sophomore year of college. With all of the COVID restrictions and everything, we had been at home doing online school since March. But, this was only the second or third time we had seen each other in person since early March. She (Macy)(not her real name) knew of my fetishes and frequently partook in “activities” herself during the COVID lockdowns on FaceTime for fun, especially in the early morning hours when she was the only one in her family that was up. Anyways, back to the story. So on this particular day, Macy’s parents were at work (mom is a nurse at a pediatrician office and dad worked at a manufacturing facility). Macy was home with her sister Sarah and Sarah’s twin brother Sam. Sam was occupied with his buddies on his PS4 playing Call of Duty in his bedroom. Sarah, Macy, and I were in the family room watching some cheesy chick flick on tv. Once the movie had finished, Sarah left the room to go make a bag of popcorn. Macy turned to me and said “I hope she leaves us alone soon. I want to make a surprise for you in my pants.” She said with a smirk on her face. I kissed her and instantly got an erection. She noticed and grabbed the blanket from the ottoman and draped it over us. She unzipped and unbottoned my jeans and slid her hand into my boxers and started jerking my cock. A couple of seconds later, Sarah came back into the room from the connected kitchen. Both Macy and Sarah were 2 years apart and were built extremely similarly. Macy was 5’6” and weighed about 130-135 pounds. Sarah, who recently turned 18 in May, was 5’6” and 150 pounds. Sarah had a slightly bigger build but made up for it with D cup tits. Macy had an athletic build (competitive swimmer since she was 😎 and only had B cup tits but had an incredible ass. She always wore thongs and leggings to show it off. Today, however, she was wearing a pair of grey leggings and light pink cotton Hanes bikini panties (she enjoyed the feeling of doing her business in regular style panties so it didn’t ruin her leggings or jeans). Sarah was dressed similar, wearing a pair of really tight black leggings that were nearly see through and showed off her panty lines. I would later come to find out hers were white with light green polka dots cheeky style cotton panties from PINK. Sarah came back into the room and let out a huge, stinky fart when she entered and giggled about it. Macy said “wow Sarah your ass stinks! When was the last time you took a dump?” Sarah laughed and thought about it for a second. “Probably 2 or 3 days ago. You know I don’t poo every day.” We searched the tv for something to watch and stumbled across one of my favorites Talladega Nights. During the next commercial break, Sarah let out another, quieter, less stinky fart. Macy said “wow Sarah what are you going to do? Crap your pants right in front of us?” Sarah laughed and said “you dare me to?” I froze. I couldn’t believe what I just heard. Was my girlfriends younger sister really going to poop her pants in front of me? “Yes Sarah! I dare you to poop yourself!” Macy said confidently. “Ok! But you have to poop your pants too! “Sarah said in a sarcastic way. “Deal” said Macy. This was actually going to happen! Sarah got up and said “ok I’m gonna go pee first so I don’t go while I poop.” I spoke up and said “well, you’re already going to be going in your pants, wouldn’t it be easier just to ‘go’ while you’re ‘going’?” She looked at me and laughed and said “you know, you’re right… I’ll grab a couple towels though so we don’t mess up the carpet.” As Sarah went off, Macy looked at me and said “you just want to see me and my sister go in our pants..” and I didn’t know how to react.. I just did a shoulder shrug and she said “don’t worry… I’ve never seen anyone do it before so it should be exciting!” And just like that, I was instantly relieved. 30 seconds later, Sarah came back to the living room wearing only her T-Shirt and white and green dotted panties. Macy said “wow you’re already down to your undies” Sarah laughed as she placed 3 towels on the ground. 2 of which were side by side and the other one on top of the separation between the 2 under it. She said “I gotta go! And I may have peed a tiny bit on my way to get the towels hahah”. I looked at her crotch, which in deed was wet with about a 1/2 dollar piece size wet mark on her panties. I instantly became erect because it was really happening! I was going to get to see my gf and her hot sister go in their panties. Sarah began to take her socks off and as soon as her bare feet got back on the towel, she exclaimed “I’m peeing!” And had a very relieved look on her face. I looked down at her crotch to see a heavy, slightly yellow stream flow directly down through the fabric of her panties and pee dripping down her legs, including a pretty steady stream rolling out of her leg hole and down her right leg. “Ahhhh this feels great! I love that warm feeling” as she peed for nearly a minute. “Dang Sarah! You didn’t pee yourself, you pissed yourself!” Macy said almost laughing. “Haha very funny Macy. We’ll see how much you pee yourself when it’s your turn!” Sarah responded. “Macy, can you hand me my phone? I want to do my usual poop routine and scroll through Instagram or TikTok while I go.” So Macy handed her sister her phone and she turned around and put her back to us. “This may take a while. I haven’t done this in a while” she said. “Have you pooped yourself before Sarah?” I asked. She responded “yeah I have a few times. My friend Jenna has a pee kink and we pee ourselves at her house a lot. A couple years ago, we were reading about pooping our pants and tried it. I’ve done it 3 times before on purpose. She’s done it more and does it kinda often.” Sarah said facing us. After, she turned back around and it was pretty quite except her the tv turned down low and her phone playing TikToks. Another minute passed of me staring at my gfs younger sisters ass and wet panties when I saw something begin to happen. I watched as her knees began to bend and she stuck her butt out slightly and I heard a grunt. After 15-20 seconds of pushing and grunting, I began to see the back of her white and green dot panties tent out. She moaned, peed a tiny bit, and whimpered “I’m pooping guys”. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I had seen my gf poop her pants, leggings, bikini, and undies before, but this was incredible! She stood there, slightly bent at the knees, filling up her panties. After 3 minutes, she had a baseball size dump in her pants. She pulled down slightly, exposing a little bit of butt crack, grunted and said “I’m still pooping. I don’t think I’ve ever pooped this much in my pants before. This is definitely at least a two day poop.” The lump in her white and green panties, now yellow with a small brown mark on the outside of the poo lump began expanding, now the size of a softball. After a total of 7 minutes, she turned around and said “almost done!” And peed about 10 seconds worth of pee through her wet and loaded down panties and said “ok! Now I’m all done!” She looked down at her wet and messy panties and said “holy fuck that felt good. Haven’t done this in a while and it feels so good! It’s kind of turning me on…” she trailed off, slightly rubbing the wet front of her panties. She closed her eyes and said “I’m gonna have to fuck myself after you poop sis! Come on! I wanna watch you go now!” And she grabbed the center towel and moved off to the side and stood on the towel, occasionally rubbing herself. By this point, I was rock hard and ready to bust a load in my pants. Now it was my gfs turn, and this was something she does for me quite frequently, and it always turns me on. She re-adjusted the towels on the floor and got ready. She first took off her grey leggings and showed off her cute butt with the basic pink cotton panties she had on, then took off her sweat shirt to expose her bare breasts and rock hard nipples. Sarah said “woah Macy! You’re going just undies.. I like it!” And she was still lightly rubbing herself. At this point, Sarah was texting her friend Jenna about her pooping experience. Macy, looking at me, asked “are you ready? I gotta peeeee…” and as she said Pee, the light pink of her panties turned dark pee and she pissed. It wasn’t a trickle or a leak, it was like a garden hose flowing through her panties. Sarah said “damn sis! You’re a natural at this. Do you do this often??” I froze. I didn’t know what she was going to say. Was she going to lie? Was she going to tell the truth? “Well, not my undies. But I do pee in my swimsuit and bikinis all the time! I have had a couple of accidents, but only like 2 haha” she said with a laugh. Then, I watched her face turn red. I knew this meant it was poopy time. Sarah said “damn sis you’re just going for it!” while rubbing herself a little faster now. Macy took a breath, closed her eyes and grunted. Her face turned cherry red and I watched as her soaked pink panties began to tent out in the back as a little pee dribbled down onto the towel again. “I’m poooooooping” Macy said mid grunt. I was rock hard. It always turned me on to see her go in her panties, but with her sister doing it before and her doing it now, I was in a dream. A minute in, Sarah said “I can’t wait anymore” and she starts full on fingering herself while her sister pooped. After 2 minutes since she started pooping, Macy said “I’m done!” and stood up to a giant bulge in the back of her undies. It sagged probably 6” at least. It was just 1 solid turd that barely bent at all. I look back over at Sarah, who is now loudly moaning and fingering her tight and landing strip trimmed pussy. Her left hand was in her pee soaked messy panties with her middle finger knuckle deep in her pussy and her right hand massaging her beautiful breasts. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I dropped my pants and my boxers and just started stroking my cock. I was rock hard and ready to bust at any minute. My gf turned around and said “wow nice cock!” and lifted her shirt to show me her amazing tits and Sarah looks over and said “Fuck that’s a nice cock!” and now begins rubbing herself while fingering herself and within 20 seconds she exclaims “I’m cumming!!” and yanks her panties up as high as she could in the front and squirted her wet and poopy panties. I lost it and nut right on my gfs face and glasses. I couldn’t believe what I just saw… my gf and her sister went to the bathroom in their panties and got to see both of their tits and asses and pussies AND got to see her sister masturbate. While trying to comprehend what I just saw, I look over at Sarah, who is once again emptying her bladder in her panties. Within 30 seconds, she said “alright! I’m gonna go shower. That was fun as fuck! We’ll have to do it again sis!” And waddled off into the bathroom. I have several more real life stories. Let me know if you want to hear them!
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    A very sweet and cute video. It’s late at night, and poor little Chloe is afraid to go to bed. She doesn’t know what to do, so she goes into her big stepsister’s room and wakes her big stepsister, Ella, up. She feared to wet the bed... Her sister has a solution : she will diaper her ! She's reluctant at first, but finally lets her big sis put her in a very babyish diaper. And then, relaxed her with her Hitachi, to help little Chloe cum in her diaper. Happy as can be, little Chloe goes to sleep in her sister's bed, with her thumb in her mouth.
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  7. View File Chloe is diapered for nightime by her big sister A very sweet and cute video. It’s late at night, and poor little Chloe is afraid to go to bed. She doesn’t know what to do, so she goes into her big stepsister’s room and wakes her big stepsister, Ella, up. She feared to wet the bed... Her sister has a solution : she will diaper her ! She's reluctant at first, but finally lets her big sis put her in a very babyish diaper. And then, relaxed her with her Hitachi, to help little Chloe cum in her diaper. Happy as can be, little Chloe goes to sleep in her sister's bed, with her thumb in her mouth. Submitter diaper625 Submitted 11/01/2022 Category Female  
  8. Foreword: This is my first English Omorashi story. I’m not a native English speaker. Please be considerate. Enjoy! ___________________________________________________________ It was an ordinary Saturday evening at Nakano Pentagon where the five sisters live together. Tutoring was over and the quintuplets had gathered to watch the premiere of Ichika's commercial, which airs tonight for the first time. With her payment she bought snacks and canned drinks for all to enjoy, while waiting for her ad. A week ago, Ichika was invited to shoot an advertisement for company that sells female hygiene products. “The company you worked for... what exactly do they do?” Nino asked. “A bit of everything. The Company is focused on hygiene products like sanitary napkins, tampons, adult diapers for girls. I just had to jump around a bit and give a smile to the camera. The rest are probably computer animations “ “Wait a second… did you say diapers… for girls?!“ “I mean why not?” Itsuki interrupted “some girls even in our age have problems with holding their bladder “ “You mean girls like Yotsuba?“ Nino teased. “Hello? I’m here too…” Yotsuba said “and I can hold my pee like other girls.“ “You definitely have the weakest bladder of us“ Miku said “That is not fair“ Yotsuba sulks “Let‘s face the facts“ Nino said again “Give me a chance to prove myself “ “I think there is no way for you to prove that“ Yotsuba is kind of sad about that but Itsuki has an idea. “Maybe there is a way… We could agree not to go to the toilet until Ichika’s commercial airs and see who can hold it for the longest time“ “I‘m fine with that“ Yotsuba said. “Wait… Are you serious? It will air at 10:15 pm… so at least 90 minutes until then“ “Why not? Sounds fun“ Ichika said. “Nino is afraid of losing“ Miku said “Of course not but the loser has to take a punishment“ Nino said. So they all agreed to the Rules. 1. No one is allowed to go to the toilet. 2. At the beginning of the game and every twenty minutes, everybody has to drink a glass of water or other drink 3. After the commercial every girl is allowed to go to the toilet again 4. After a participant wets herself, she doesn’t have to drink anymore 5. A rule can be only be overridden if everyone votes for it Start of the competition: First 20 minutes While the game starts everybody has a different urge to pee. Yotsuba doesn't have to pee Nino doesn't have to pee Ichika doesn't have to pee Miku has a little urge to pee Itsuki has a little urge to pee For drinks: Yotsuba drinks Orange Juice Nino drinks Coke Ichika drinks Sparkling wine Miku drinks Matcha Soda Itsuki drinks Iced Tea “We could watch TV an while waiting“ Itsuki reminded. Everybody agrees. The TV program wasn't anything special besides some night time Anime. Yotsuba and Miku were quit Interested in watching but the others were more intrigued in talking. “Do you think it is really okay to drink alcohol? “ Itsuki asked. "Actually, I'm not old enough, but we drink it after every shoot anyway. And I got this bottle as a gift from the company's CEO. It would be a waste not to drink it“ The first twenty minutes passed and the urge to pee of Miku and Ichika, thanks to the alcohol, rised. The second round - everybody choses the same drink as before. “A second glass?” Nino asked “Won’t you get drunk?” “Well of course not!” but Ichika has another Problem by now. She always forgets that alcohol always makes her want to pee but she wanted to impress her sisters a bit. While watching anime, Miku also had a big urge to pee now. And her second matcha soda didn't do her any good. She seriously thought about going to the toilet, but the competition forbids her. “How long until your commercial? “ Miku asked “Why do you ask?“ Ichika responded “I can‘t say it for sure but at least 1 hour I think“ “Do you have to pee?" Itsuki asked. Relieved that she isn't the only one. „No… only a bit“ “Actually I have to go too“ Ichika said. “The alcohol shows its effects“ “Maybe the game was a stupid idea… we should just go to the toilet“ Itsuki said “Hold on!” Nino and Yotsuba interrupt at the same time “We said that we can‘t go to the toilet until the commercial airs“ “But holding it for at least one hour? Miku and Ichika have to pee… and me too“ “Not our problem“, Nino said “this is a battle between us sisters. If you lose it you have to pee your pants“ “Pee my pants?! No way, right?” Itsuki responded Nino and the other girls nodded, realizing that they could regret the contest. “Shouldn’t we than sit on the ground if we have to… pee our pants?” Itsuki asked “This would be better for you I guess” Nino said In the last 5 minutes of the round, they moved the furniture away and sit in a circle on the ground. Third round: 40 out of at least 90 minutes already in the contest. After the third drink Miku really has to pee. It‘s the same feeling she had two years ago. When she was 15 years old, she peed her pants in middle school on the way home after she got detention. She never told anyone. She knows that there is no way that she can hold it for 40 minutes. “What exactly does the loser have to do?“ Miku asked while a spurt escapes into her blue and white panties “Let‘s see. The loser has to do the cleaning“ Yotsuba said. Mikus face got red and she has to put her hands in her crotch. “Is it going to be you?“ Nino teased “Shut up! Look at Ichika. She is struggling too“ That‘s true. After the third glass, her bottle of sparkling wine was nearly empty and Ichika is a bit drunk. She doesn't have good control over her bladder now and really has to pee. “So, the first loser will be Miku or Ichika, right…right?” Yotsuba said. In this moment Itsuki is happy that she isn’t the first one to potentially wet herself but after her third drink her bladder is very full. Itsuki always tries to be a good sister for everyone. When the five girls come back from school she always waits until everyone used the bathroom before she does which led to some close calls in the past but she probably has the most trained bladder of the girls. But if she can still hold it for at least 45 minutes? That's the question. In the meantime Miku can‘t even enjoy the Anime on the TV because she has it the Worst. She is literally on the verge of pissing herself. She knows that she is about to lose. She can only hope that maybe Ichika fails to stand a chance against her bladder. Some spurts already went in her pink panties because she couldn’t stop it. Not noticeable on her skirt though. “I really really need to pee…“ Miku whispered. "Then just pee yourself“ Ichika said "Yeah just pee and lose the game“ Nino agrees. "No way. I’m not going to just pee myself on purpose“ Miku said but as soon as she said that she groans softly leaking visible amount of pee in her skirt. Her sisters all notice this immediately, turning their attention to Miku. “Look look… Miku peed…she really peed herself“ Yotsuba yelled Miku squirms, aware of everyone’s eyes on her as she clenches her fists on her skirt, and rubbing her thighs together, trying to do anything that she can to delay her accident. "I‘m sorry Miku…“ Itsuki said worrying about her own bladder Miku isn‘t able to stop the leaking. A thin stream running down her legs, but she can’t hold back anymore. "Please no…“ Miku whines. The slow gush of pee, streaming down her legs and puddling on the floor while her green skirt turns darker. She hangs her head in shame. "Don't worry about it“ Ichika said „I've already leaked into my underwear myself“ "Well...drunk girls always say the truth, right?" Miku points out and feeling a bit relieved she is not the only one. "I'm sorry. I guess I lost this one. I admit my defeat" Miku sighs "You will not be the last one" Yotsuba said "How do you know it's not going to be you?" Nino replies "You are shaking your legs too" "You noticed that?! But you didn't finish your drink yet. We all finished our third drink expect you" Yotsuba countered. Nino feels like she's being attacked. She took her glass and Drinks the Rest of it in one gulp "See. No problem for me”. "Then you can down your next drink in in one gulp too, right? "Euh... Of course, I can" says the Tsundere "But I'm not going to do it because of you" "Yeah, sure…" the other girls thought The fourth round is about to start: 60 minutes in the contest. "Ichika... You can't drink another glass... You are seriously about to get drunk" Itsuki worries "Yeah, you are right... I can't hold in anymore anyway” In this moment she pulls her hands back from her skirt as she starts to let a little leak out. She is surprised by just how excited she feels, especially knowing that all of her sisters are watching her but there is not stopping this leak anymore until has turned into a full stream. A warm puddle is spreading on the ground where Ichika sits and her green skirt turns darker exactly like Mikus. This warm feeling also makes her kind of horny. She can't explain why. "I guess I came in fourth place" says Ichika when she finally stopped peeing herself. The last 30 Minutes start and Itsuki is the first one drinking her next glass. She feels a spurt escape as she takes a sip, and then another after the next sip. This is definitely not looking good for her, and she can already feel how wet her white panties have become. But she managed to get her bladder under control. The next one is Nino. She wants to show that she is not afraid of losing and drinks her Coke in one gulp. Though the idea of drinking an entire glass on her already full bladder seems a bad idea. She crosses her legs to avoid worse. Yotsuba is the last one. Like Itsuki she drinks her Juice fairly slow. She is really shaking her legs right now. But at least she can’t come in last place anymore. The room is filled with silence, only anime music from the TV plays in the background. Even the grumpy Nino is pretty silent at the moment but Miku breaks the ice. "Is it okay to get a towel.... I'm sitting in my puddle for quite a while now" The girls nodded as response. After Miku got some towels and giving one to Ichika they both wipe the floor but stayed in their wet clothes. They probably didn’t want to strip and show their wet panties to the other sisters. While Miku mops up her puddle, she sees that her sisters are obviously all struggling with their bladders “you still have around 25 minutes to go, are you sure we shouldn’t stop the contest? I would be fine with it” she points out. Surprisingly it is Itsuki who replies “I had the idea for the contest… now I want to bring it to an end without giving up”, “Itsuki is right… We won’t stop” Nino and Yotsuba agree. They obviously didn’t want to give up and the rules say that they need the approval of every participant to discontinue the rules. The last 10 minutes of the fourth round were absolute hell. Each girl is dealing with her own struggle, waiting for the last minutes until Ichikas commercial. There is nothing that they can do to pass the time really. Soon enough, it is no longer possible for to hold their pee it inconspicuous. Nino, Yotsuba und Itsuki doing clearly visible things to hold it better. Although Itsuki has the best bladder of the girls but she is obviously struggling with its maximum capacity. Her bladder is absolutely full so that she must hold her hands into her crotch to not leak. Nino is crossing her legs hoping that no one realizes how much she actually has to pee. Also, Yotsuba is trembling her legs and already leaked a little bit in her childish panties. It also comes close with Nino springing a quick leak but then immediately put a stop, before it can turn into anything else. “The next round is about to start” Miku says. “This is horrible... my bladder is so full...I can’t drink anymore“ Itsuki said Though she has managed to fight much longer than she ordinarily would have been willing to, and though she has pushed her limits far past what she ever thought was possible, her ability to withstand the flood inside of her falters more and more, until her legs shaking beneath her, and a desperate cry escaping her lips as her bladder finally gives in... “I can’t… hold it anymore! Please... oh no...” Itsuki groans, the other girls watching her, not yet realizing that it is already happening. With all of her layers, it takes a bit for it to finally come through, but then, it manages to soak past her white panties and her skirt forming a dark patch on it that becomes visible. She still holds her hands in her crotch also peeing trough her hands. Her puddle is clearly the largest of the girls and almost hitting Nino who sits next to her. "Hey, can you stop now?!" Nino yelled and stood up to evade Itsuki’s pee stream, releasing another spurt of pee in her purple panties. But Itsuki’s bladder is still crying for relief... Her skirt is already so wet. Without trying to hold anymore, Itsuki groans as she led out all of her bladder’s content. "Wow... So much pee...” Miku astonished Itsuki cries when she finally stopped after one Minute of straight peeing "Don't cry Itsuki... It's okay... You did your best…" But she didn’t cry because she wet herself… "It felt so good but it's so embarrassing…" Itsuki definitely has the most wet skirt of them all. Her pee went from top to bottom and front to back. Miku gave Itsuki a towel to mop the entire floor. “That will be a big laundry” Miku thoughts. So it's the final battle Yotsuba and Nino. Start of the last round: 80 minutes in the contest. Yotsuba is the first to drink her juice. Suddenly, she felt a strong wave, and pressure began building up direcly from her bladder. She practically exploded - a hot, wet stream of urine poured down her legs. She drops her hands, managing to keep her skirt out of the way so that it does not get wet, her legs still getting soaked before she straightens her stance, spreading them so that she can piss straight down on the ground. The stream continued to flow onto the floor, spreading out into a large puddle beneath her. “So close…” Yotsuba cries “You did really good in this game, but you can't win against me” Nino splurges But Nino still does have to drink her Coke. Once she finished, she placed the empty glass down and smiled. She was reaching her limits but is only a few minutes away from using the toilet. She did, feel another hot spurt of pee leak out into her panties. She can feel how wet her panties have become but luckily its not visible from the outside. Turning from purple to dark purple. She looks at the TV waiting for Ichika’s commercial to finally air. 15 minutes passed and its now 10:20 pm with Nino giving everything in her might to not pee herself. "When does it finally comes? It’s five minutes late“ Nino asked impatiently having to hold her hands in her crotch. “It must come every second” Ichika answered… In this moment Ichika got a message from her manager. The commercial is delayed and will be postponed to tomorrow afternoon “WHAAAT?!“ Nino reacted upset In this moment she stood up and doubled over, moaning in desperation as she hopped from foot to foot. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, and froze in place. Soon a dark spot spread out across Nino’s skirt and started streaming down her legs. It began to splatter as her stream hitting the floor. When Nino finally finished, she looked down at her puddle while her cheeks became red... “Screw this! I would have made it to the toilet of course if your commercial aired properly“ She closed her eyes and looked away from the girls... “...now get me a towel... and a towel for Yotsuba too. She is still crying and sitting in her own puddle...” ... “...And by the way… I still won!“ THE END Placements: 1. Nino (winner) 2. Yotsuba 3. Itsuki 4. Ichika 5. Miku (loser) ___________________________________________________________________ Afterword: Hello again, I hope you enjoyed this story of the 5 Quintuplets making a pee holding contest. A friendly reminder Please take a look at the rules 1, 3 and 5 again 1. No one is allowed to go to the toilet. 3. After the commercial every girl is allowed to go to the toilet again 5. A rule can be only be overridden if everyone votes for it Do you want a continuation of the contest since Ichika’s commercial is delayed for another day and according to the rule 5 “A rule can be only be overridden if everyone votes for it” the girls technically aren’t allowed to go to the toilet yet.
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