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  1. **note: this was loosely inspired by life with Louie the kiss is the thing episode except this is with a hot female Sarah was a thick blonde girl. Not really fat, but enough on the bone to have a nice shaped ass and hips in those tight blue jeans. Her hair flowed down just above her shoulders. She was about to clock out of work. She wore a tight blue t-shirt and was so exhausted after this long day. In her twenties and working to pay for school, she stayed an extra hour today, came back from lunch early, and didn’t even get a last break. She was a nice girl. Her bosses appreciated this. As she tightened her belt a little she felt pressure in her abdomen. Nothing agonizing, but it was a noticeable discomfort. She hadn’t peed since the start of her lunch and drank down a bottle of water during lunch and drank the last half of her friends. Plus as she walked back after to her post she drank from the fountain. “I should make a quick bathroom break,” she said as she walked out. Standing right there at the bathroom, she looked inside and all stalls empty and to herself. She wanted to wash her hands first since they were covered with food dust. She started to walk out of the bathroom, but then remembered she had to take a leak. But she looked at her watch and noticed she was running late. She bit her lip in a nervous face and knee shook a little as her toes were on their tips. Her bladder ached, but she’d figure she could wait. “Ah I don’t want to be late.” With that, Sarah left the bathroom with her bladder still with a good amount of pee in it. The drive to her sisters high school was not comfortable. The road had many bumps that sent pulse after pulse to make her more aware of her bladder which continued to fill with the rest of the digested liquids she had today. Her legs squeezed together while she stopped at a light. Her fingers drummed on the steering wheel. “Come on, come on, come on.” She said a little nervous. Her foot tapped on the floor as an eternity went by and she could finally get going again. She finally reached the high school and pulled in to park. Her admirable thick white girl ass shook back and forth as she walked into the school in her new black and white sneakers that cost almost a whole paycheck. The tighter jeans she wore were her favorite. Barely noticeable, but if one looked at the right side of the waist just under the belt, the lead singer and guitarist of her favorite band autographed it. Her new white panties were her favorite underwear with pink around the openings for the waist and legs and a rose on the front crotch. Her jeans looked painted on they were so damn tight, but she knew she looked good. As she walked down the hallway of the school towards the auditorium where the play was, she forget about her need for the bathroom after she got out of the car. She saw her mother and her jackass boyfriend Jeff. She sat in her seat, and a high school senior who was 18 named Alan could not help but notice Sarah’s hot ass body. “Hey, you made it!” Her mother said. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Sarah said. “I took a leak before,” Jeff said. “These bathrooms are never cleaned.” He said angrily. Bathroom...Sarah’s eyes widened as a familiar need hit hard all at once with a vengeance! She was reminded because of what Jeff said, and her bladder felt bloated and rock hard. She held her abdomen and it felt like a large rock in her hand, pushing out of her stomach. “Oh...boy,” Sarah moaned. One leg kicked up a little as her knees crossed and foot shook. Then crossed hard all the way up to the crotch. Her legs were crossed as tight as a knot. One of her hands pushed deep into her crotch as a huge pulse pushed out her center and sides. She bit her lip in pain and said, “oh man!” “What?” Her mother asked. “I gotta use the restroom so bad.” Sarah moaned. Her filled bladder was pushed against by her tight jeans that it almost felt like it was cutting in. “Excuse me-“ But as she got up, her moms boyfriend pulled her back down to her seat as the stage lit up. “Oh no. If I gotta suffer through this so do you.” Jeff said. “Wha...what?! Mom?” She looked to her mother for support. “Shh. The plays starting sweetie. Just go during intermission.” Sarah’s has dropped and pupils dilated in disbelief. She had to go so bad. She hadn’t gone for five hours and that was after drinking a lot. Both her hands pushed into her crotch as she squirmed in her seat and her legs crossed again. She squirmed and said, “I haven’t gone for like five hours since lunch. I gotta go Mom please!” Her mom waved her away. “Sarah just hold it. You’ll be fine.” “Yeah,” said Jeff with a grin. “Just don’t think about rain, or waterfalls, or...” and be started making a dripping noise. Then he shook the bottle of water he had. Her mom didn’t notice him torturing her, and she didn’t seem to notice or care how what he did made Sarah’s bladder pulse even harder so bad it hurt. She squirmed in her seat and grinded her teeth as she shut her eyes and turned her head away from Jeff. The water splashing in the bottle made her body want to release even more, her bladder became heavier. “Oh...stop...pl...please.” Sarah begged. “Then shut up and watch this shit.” “Quiet you two,” her mom said. Sarah turned to the play as she sat with her family in the middle of the row. She wouldn’t be able to run past everyone fast enough to escape Jeff’s grasp. She had no choice. Poor, poor Sarah bounced in her seat. Her stomach hurt so bad it ALMOST felt like she needed a number two as well. Almost. This need to pee was insane. As the play started, Sarah was horrified to see a boiling pot on stage as part of the set. “Oh....man...” she moaned while holding herself pushing in hard and bouncing in her seat. This was hell for her...but Alan, the creepy boy who sat at the end of the row and found her attractive was in Heaven. “So hot,” he said shaking his head, feeling his boner grow so hard he actually saw it in his jeans. Sarah on the other hand was holding on for dear life, pushing the ocean that hit with waves of rage against her pee hole to burst out. Her lips quivered as she squealed. Such a quiet nice girl did not deserve this. To make matters worse, Jeff gulped down his water, making huge gulping nosies they had a slight water splash sound in the back. She grunted, “Ah...ah....ah!” In complete agony as her bladder sent off large pulses every few seconds, and any feeling between was extreme discomfort. She brought her knees up to her chest and pulled her legs in, still shaking. As she felt her urge becoming too great to control much longer, feeling warm pee digging from the inside to flow out in force, she panicked! Sarah shook not just from physically agony but of much anxiety making chest clench and breathing become heavy. If she let out even a little pee, people could see it, and the whole town would know here. She couldn’t have an accident! But it was just becoming far too hard to hold in. “We’ll break for a brief intermission,” as the curtains closed the teacher said. “About...t...t-time,” she struggled to say. She slowly got up, legs still tight, but Alan who was in the row stood up and pretended to tie his shoe. Sarah was the only one getting up. She had a tough time getting by rude people who were annoyed with her squirming on by. “Excuse me,” she said and blushed, embarrassed by the whole situation, but a major accident in her pants would be even worse. It took her a couple minutes to get to the end, and that’s where Alan blocked her with his back turned. She shoved her hands deep in her pockets as the intense pressure echoed throughout her being. Her legs together tight and she was about to bounce a little but stopped herself. “Um...excuse me, um,” he was younger than she was, so she didn’t really know how to address him. He turned around. “Oh hey! Sorry about that. Names Alan. Was my fathers name too. Good guy...” Sarah tuned out the rest as sweat formed on her forehead. She wanted to bounce like crazy so bad. Why wouldn’t this guy move? She didn’t want to be rude. But then she saw something else. Alan’s huge boner. He was an adult like her even if she was a little older. Seeing such a big penis erected so hard was hot to her. But the last thing someone with a full bladder needed was her hormones going off as they were. Like any horny woman she started to become moist in her girlhood. Mama needed some sugar in her bowl. “And now on to the final act!” They called from the stage. “What the-“ Sarah said stunned, Jeff pulled her down to her seat after, with such force her bladder was rocked hit hard and she sucked her lips in and hands into her crotch pushing back the powerful fury of Poseidon that wanted to break out of her girlhood. “This...this cant be real!” Because to make matters worse, on stage as they performed, a fountain poured loudly, and Sarah wrapped her arms around herself as she shook uncontrollably feeling like she might literally explode any second. She cried, ALMOST with tears. “Why...why...why is this happening to me!?” The flowing fountain was too much for poor Sarah. How her body so badly wanted and needed to pour like that, and it fought against her to do just that. Sarah was covered in sweat as her anxiety hit extreme heights of panic and the massive bulging pain only worsened. “Will this fucking play end already!?” “My kiss shall awaken thee fair maiden.” Said the actor in stage. “Kid is so gonna choke,” Jeff said laughing. As Jeff shook his water back and forth and the fountain on stage sounded like they were going off louder, Sarah looked up and was horrified to see the sprinklers outside had gone off and were dripping down the window. “AAAAAAHHHHHHHHA!” Sarah yelped in agonizing pain feeling like her bladder was literally about to split in half as her jeans dig into her ready to make her pop. She pushed as far as she could into her crotch, legs crossed and over behind the calf’s where her ankles then crossed. She was about to explode and flood the auditorium when everyone got up clapping. The play was over, and the actors bowed. Alan saw Sarah struggling to stand, and he was not about to miss out on this. He ran out and headed into the halls. “Sarah where are you going?” Her mom asked. “M...m-mom...please. I g-gotta go. I’m sorry. It I have to go so bad, I can’t wait any longer, I’m gonna burst.” Then came tears. Actual tears as she shook. Very emotional. She folded her hands in a prayer. “Please I need to go now. Please...please.” “Alright alright go.” Her mom said. Sarah dodger past everyone and that’s when she stopped as a spurt almost came out. She stopped frozen in terror and pain as she held her legs together. She bent over with her strong sexy ass sticking out from the tight jeans and ran up the stairs holding herself. “Gain way I’m gonna blow!” She made it into the halls..... To be continued
  2. I was going back home and I missed my bus, so I decided to take a walk. It was a desperated walk, because I needed to pee. First I couldn't stop a leak: https://pl.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5ebb1173ae465 Then I had to wet myself a little bit to get relief: https://pl.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5ebb139ba9de3 Finally I couldn't stop my pee and I wet my whole jeans, shoes and even the pavement: https://pl.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5ebb15bf0359a
  3. Squirming Stefan Stefan had never really minded his job, though currently it was far more stressful than he had ever experienced. It was made even worse by having to work from ‘home’, which really was just a bedroom in a shared apartment because house prices were too high to be able to buy his own place yet. Just the thought of moving back to his dad’s didn’t appeal one bit. His mum had left and moved abroad and dad had a string of woman he ‘dated’ despite being in his late fifties. Stefan couldn’t even imagine his dad ever ‘social distancing’ or not meeting up with woman regardless of any virus or new laws and he wanted absolutely nothing to do with that. So that left him with no choice but to buy an office desk and chair, set up his laptop and get a separate land line installed (all at work expense thankfully) in order to avoid the dreaded furlough. With nowhere to go and only an hour exercise permitted daily furlough was Stefan’s idea of hell. He needed work for his mental well-being, though right now he questioned if it really was helping as the phone rang off the hook. The holiday company had just updated their social media and webpage with another extension of closure dates and yet again a huge deluge of irate and disappointed customers were now calling for refunds and vouchers. While it could be done online Stefan knew most just needed that human reassurance and someone to vent at, even though he wasn’t personally to blame. He knew that, they knew that, but lockdown anger affected rational thought and Stefan tried to keep that in mind as he read the customer service script and did his best to reassure and sort customers out. It was only mid morning and he’d had two mugs of tea already, one just as he started and another brought in, very kindly, but his house mate, who herself was on furlough and finding herself at a loose end. As 11:30 approached Stefan rebooked yet another caravan at the coast for yet another family and shifted in his seat. At work, in the call centre, he could have left the calls to someone else for a moment and taken a quick piss break, but at ‘home’ with calls on divert that wasn’t possible. At least the company had a system in place to divert to someone else during staggered lunch breaks so he could at least get 45 minutes without being on the phone. Thankfully he wasn’t desperate and lunch was due in an hour so he just pushed on through. As soon as Stefan hung up the next call rang through immediately, a sign the company was taking way more calls than usual and that others were beginning to take their lunch breaks too. Stefan had signed in at 8:30 so wasn’t due his break until 12:30, almost an hour away yet. As he held the cordless receiver to his ear he processed yet another refund to a tearful mum as he heard several children playing and crying in the background. He signed off and quickly poured himself some water from a jug as the next call started ringing right away. The constant talking was making his mouth so dry and Stefan sipped at the glass through the next few calls. Stefan unconsciously shifted in his seat as he glanced at the alarm clock on his desk. Still 45 minutes before he could log off and he could really do with going to the toilet. With no luxury of colleagues to cover, or even an en-suite bathroom, Stefan swung his legs under his office chair and carried on professionally. Time passed and Stefan caught himself looking at the clock far more often.Sitting on a three wheeled fabric computer chair crossing his legs just felt uncomfortable and made reaching the laptop very difficult. Instead he wheeled the chair nearer the desk and crossed his ankles in front of him, stretching his legs out and touching the skirting board in front of him with his toes. That helped for about a minute before he felt a strong need to shuffle in his seat, raising his bottom off the seat then back down again. All the time he continued on his calls, apologising to customer for their wait and refunding or issuing vouchers in whatever way he could. Most were reasonable, though some were more challenging. The only thing keeping Stefan going was the thought that in 35 minutes he could log off and get a long and satisfying pee in the only bathroom in the apartment. Another call came through and momentarily Stefan felt he needed to stand up. He leaned forward leaning his elbows on the desk as he danced a little in the privacy of his own room, willing 12:30 to come so he could run to the loo. He checked his room door was closed as he danced from foot to foot trying to keep his bladder at bay. With 25 minutes to go he knew he would be gasping for a piss by the time his break arrived. He was already noticeably bursting! Stefan took the next call and ran though his usual script of apologising and then gathering information, then sorting the customer query. This time either he was getting consumed with his need to pee too much or the person was difficult to understand, but this customer was causing great issues. As the customer chatted on about her dog, her many years of going to the same caravan park and the woes of the current situation, Stefan found himself sitting back down but pressing his bum right against the back of the seat as he crossed his leg and circled his top ankle. Finally he managed to get some sense out of the customer and he breathed a sigh of relief when she said goodby, having rescheduled her holiday for September. Stefan glanced at the clock, frustration mounting, as he realised he still had 20 minutes to go. Time was dragging by as the phone still rang non stop. Unable to sit in the same position for any length of time Stefan squirmed and wriggled in his seat as he updated records of customers and cancelled/rescheduled and issued vouchers over and over again. He looked at the two empty mugs and the empty water glass on his desk, even contemplating pissing in one of them such was his need to go. However, too afraid the customer might overhear, Stefan rubbed himself and squirmed, more determined to hang in the final ten minutes until his calls would end. The last ten minutes were sheer torture for Stefan as he rocked, pinched himself and squirmed like a little school boy possessed, wholly consumed by one thing: an urgent need to piss. 9 minutes to go as he pinched himself. 8 minutes to go as he bounced on his seat on his bottom, 7 minutes to go as he squirmed, six minutes to go as he danced, 5 minutes to go as he gripped himself tightly, 4 minutes to go as he bent forward, 3 minutes to go as he tried desperately to keep the current customer talking in order to avoid having to take another call and delay pissing, which could easily see him lose control. Two minutes to go as sweat gathered on his forehead. One final minute as he headed for the door of his room ready to click the phone off and run for his lifetime the toilet. ‘Goodbye’ Stefan clicked the red button, threw the handset onto his bed and with one hand grabbing himself he rushed out the bedroom and along the shirt corridor to the bathroom. Oh he so needed to go, so so badly. He could feel the urine rising along his urethra and filling his pounding penis. He leaned on the bathroom door, gasping for breath pressing the foreskin if of his penis tightly between his thumb and forefinger as he throbbed for release... The door remained tightly closed. Stefan danced and moaned as he tried the door again. Nothing. He knocked on the door, assuming his flat mate was in but hoping she was about to leave. ‘Sally you in there?’ ‘Yes. Just in the bath. Be out soon.’ Stefan wanted to cry. His finger hunt squeezing himself and his bladder aches for relief. Warm dribbles formed on the left of his full penis and Stefan knew he was moments away from an accident. He was so bursting, so desperate, so full, in absolute urgent need to urinate. Holding onto his penis he paced up and down the corridor, the small laminate hall of the apartment seeming suddenly so frustrating and stressful as he tried not to piss all over the floor. It was tempting, oh so tempting as he swore to himself in sheer annoyance to be denied entry to the place he needed so very badly. He leaned back against the wall pressing his back tight against the form wall as he pressed both hands into his crotch. For a second he froze and closed his eyes willing his body to wait just a few minutes more. Finally he was able to move as he headed to his bedroom and put the handset on change as he danced around moaning under his breath at how badly, how urgently, he had to pee. His light grey jogging trousers showed clearly where his half erect aching dick lay in his underpants and Stefan wrapped his hands around it and massaged it in a vain attempt to prevent it leaking. Then it happened...the first proper leak....Stefan bent forward and yelled as quietly as possible as he inspected the bottle lid size stain at his crotch. Stefan pulled the waistband of his joggers down giving him closer access to his manhood as he inspected the damp patch on his cream coloured boxers. He shook as his penis throbbed again, rising in his damp boxers ready to spurt against his will. Stefan hobbled over to the desk and grabbed the glass he had used for water, pulling his penis out the leg of his boxers and into the tall thin glass. Immediately a warm spurt shot out and Stefan had to hold the glass tightly to prevent it falling out his hands. He steadied himself as another longer spurt came out as the glass filled quickly. With all his might Stefan cut off the flow. He was still achingly desperate to go as he tucked his dribbling penis back into his damp boxers and pulled his trousers back up. He raced back to the hall and banged the bathroom door. ‘Sally are you nearly finished?’ ‘Won’t be long Stefan. Promise.’ Stefan rested his head on the bathroom door and sighed. He hated to admit how desperate he was, it was too embarrassing and child like but so was wetting himself. He took a breath in and knocked again. ‘I really need in Sal. Any chance you could come out?’ ‘Yeah ok. Just give me a minute to get dried.’ Stefan laced up and down the hall, this time almost marching trying with every step to hold back the torrent of urine needing out. He walked to the kitchen and turned. Walked to the main lounge and turned again. Back to the kitchen. Back to the lounge. It was no good. He was going to piss his pants if he didn’t access them bathroom NOW. Once again he knocked the door. ‘Sorry Sal. I really can’t wait. It’s an absolute emergency situation!’ Stefan twisted his legs and pressed the top of his penis tightly closed. Despite having filled a glass already he had to go excruciatingly bad. Every second counted. He contemplated rushing to his room and letting go into the two mugs but the very thought of taking one step seemed too much to bare. He pulled his waistband of his joggers to below his crotch and slid his penis out of the leg of his underwear, gripping it tight with both hands as crippled ran down his fingers and over his wrists. It was like trying to hold back a volcano erupting, as he pointed it upwards to try and prevent his clothes getting wet. Just then he heard the bathroom door move and the door edged open as if in slow motion. Stefan stood there, bend forward, squirming like mad and holding his throbbing dick between his tightly closed fist. The door opened fully and Stefan stumbled in heading to the toilet right ahead as a spurt shot out into the air... ‘Bu...burs.....bursting to go...gotta piss so bad...’ Piss shooting everywhere in the bathroom uncontrollably Stefan fought to aim as quickly as he could as a fast cascade of urine whooshed from his member splashing over the toilet seat, the floor and eventually where it should be...in the toilet. Stefan sighed loudly and smiled as finally he could relax and allow his body to so what it had yearned to do for over an hour. The loud noise of splashing reminding him just how desperate he had been as pee continued to soar out of him furiously. After a minute, as the flow settled to a steady stream, Stefan realised he hadn’t seen Sally actually leave the bathroom. He opened his eyes and looked around to see his beautiful red haired flat mate standing at the side of the bath still dripping wet, covered only with a towel around her, steam still rising from her freshly washed hair, as she started opened mouthed at Stefan. ‘Jeez thats what I call a huge piss Stefan! Sorry hope you don’t object that I watched. You didn’t give me chance to get out you see.’ Embarrassed, but relieved, Stefan was lost for words as for the first time he saw a sparkle in Sal’s eyes that he’d never witnessed before. He cleaned himself up, grabbing a spare towel to mop up the mess on the toilet seat and floor before sorting himself out and quietly leaving the bathroom. ‘Sorry Sal. I’ll let you get dressed now. I didn’t mean to barge in like that. It was just that...’ ‘It’s fine Stefan. I’ve been bursting loads when you’ve been in. I know what it’s like. I keep a basin under my bed now because I peed myself one morning when you were shaving. Maybe we should just not lock the door? What do you think?’ Stefan’s thoughts raced to the basin still as his face turned red with embarrassment at the very thought he’d made a girl wee herself because he’d taken so long in the bathroom. ‘Maybe we should.’ And at that he walked out, quickly checking under his flat mates bed before pouring out the glass of urine and placing the glass in the dishwasher. His mind still visualising his flat mate peeing in a basin in her room...
  4. Obedient Omar Omar was nervous and excited as he logged into the familiar site online. Alone in his flat, as always, on his seventh week in lockdown due to a worldwide pandemic, life should have been boring by now. Perhaps it would have been had he not started week 1 by signing up to a worldwide dating site as he downed a few more beers than normal. ‘Best decision I have ever made’ he thought as adrenaline gave him the biggest smile and even made his penis twitch with anticipation. Casey was online just as they had planned. ‘Hey handsome! Fancy meeting you here! You still ok for tonight?’ ‘Absolutely!’ There was something different about online communication that put Omar at ease so much quicker. Maybe it was the comfort of being in his own home, or the ability to switch off anytime he felt uncomfortable or maybe it was the fact that it was just so much more private and intimate. Whatever it was it was sure making his connection with Casey much hotter and far more enjoyable than he ever thought possible. Last night things had developed rather quickly and what had started as friendly chat had turned into Omar becoming highly aroused to the point of no return. Casey had not only been happy about it she was even actively supporting, touching herself exactly as Omar himself wanted to do to her, slowly stripping herself in ways he described on messages and via video, and saying words that caused his body to react very strongly indeed.The two hour video interaction had been so sexually tantalising that Omar had cum on camera whilst Casey watched on not just once but twice! Just seeing her again in a beautiful revealing top and an inviting smile made his brain replay everything in all its glory causing his penis to rise already. But tonight was HER turn. Omar was determined about that. Casey had taken him to a place of absolute ecstasy and whilst he’d love nothing more than to return there tonight again he had enough self control and respect for Casey to want to repay the favour. He knew she was attracted to him, she’s already said and done enough to prove that, but she’d never actually orgasmed yet on camera and Omar longed to see her do so. So in the aftermath of an intensive and highly erotic evening he had agreed to be her slave tonight and do anything she wished that might give her pleasure. He’d even dug through cupboards and drawers and made a trip out for ‘essentials’ to complete the items on her list. He smiled as he now showed her the handcuffs, whip, the cans of bear and bottle of wine, the towel and the clean underwear. He was game for most things and if Casey wanted to reenact her favourite scenes from Fifty Shades then that’s what he would do. That’s certainly what the items seem to be leading to in his mind anyway. As they made light conversation Casey requested he drink the beer ‘to loosen up’ and Omar was happy to oblige. A while later, when that can was empty she loosely suggested he have another ‘after all you might be getting hot and sweaty later’. Omar liked the sound of that and happily drank more. When that finished Casey laughed and joked that what she had planned would work even better if Omar was ‘relaxed as much as possible’ so actively encouraged another beer. Omar couldn’t refuse since he’d agreed to be obedient and let her be the master. Besides, he was definitely having fun and it was easy to drink when someone else was turning you on, teasing you and getting excited in return. When Casey began touching her breasts and smiling Omar wondered what might be coming next. So far things were fun, but tame, as Casey finally seemed to remember the handcuffs. Omar waved them on camera but as he stood up to do so he found himself moving from foot to foot a little more than normal. He was feeling flushed so took off his shirt and showed off his hairy, toned and muscular chest. Casey ran her fingers over her breasts and ran her tongue simultaneously around her lips in delight. The glimmer in her eyes showing she liked what she saw. ‘Are you wanting me to handcuff myself? Would you like that?’ ‘Maybe soon’ Omar returned to the seat at his computer crossing his legs beneath him as he realised the beers were definitely affecting him. If Casey wanted him handcuffed he might take a quick break first. ‘If it’s going to be later could I maybe take a minute first?’ ‘Why? You ok?’ ‘Yeah, just nipping to the bathroom. I won’t be a minute babe.’ ‘But wait a minute! Wasn’t I meant to be the master tonight?’ ‘Yeah of course! Please master may I take a minute to pee?’ ‘Master says no’ Omar laughed. He wasn’t expecting that but hey he had said Casey was in change and she did seem very excited, which was exactly what he wanted. It wasn’t too bad anyway. So he laughed and replied. ‘Ok. Master rules. So what’s next? Handcuffs? ‘Not yet. What about some wine?’ ‘Really? Ok boss!’ Omar popped the wine and poured himself a glass while Casey watched on screen. At least she had some too so that wasn’t as bad. The only problem was pouring the wine was highlighting the fact he really did need a piss. It would go away or die down soon enough, he hoped, as he dutifully starting drinking the wine. It tasted sweeter than the beer but none the less pleasant. Casey was great company and chatting and playing was a great distraction to his bladder, though he was aware that he was moving around a lot more on his chair and tapping his leg now and again. He thought he would chance asking again. ‘Emmm master, would it be ok if I had a quick piss? I’ll be right back?’ ‘Master says no’ Casey might have been saying no but her smile, cheeky look and actions showed she wasn’t trying to hurt him and clearly just messing around and having fun. Had he not been drinking so much Omar may have realised sooner what was happening but being a little ‘tipsy’ and determined to bring Casey to climax tonight he was too distracted and inebriated to realise that it was actually his desperation to piss that was interesting Casey and turning her on. Still not realising the connection Omar happily obliged when Casey insisted he had another glass of wine even if he did say twice during it that he ‘really needed a pee’. All Omar could see was that Casey was thoroughly enjoying herself and evidently getting turned on and that the only person responsible was him, which pleased him greatly. So when Casey requested he take off his jeans and sit with just his light blue boxers on Omar was only too happy to oblige. ‘Then can I take a quick piss?’ ‘No sexy! Then you can pick up the whip!’ Casey was laughing but she herself had now stripped down to her underwear, sporting a very flattering red lace bra and matching knickers that accentuated every curve and asset of her beautiful figure. Despite very much needing to empty his bladder Omar couldn’t help but feel turned on by seeing her and his hand drifted naturally to his half erect penis. Casey clearly noticed, remarking quickly: ‘Is it that bad you have to hold yourself like a kid?’ ‘What? Oh sorry! It’s just...it’s just that...wow you are are very beautiful woman Casey and you make me want to touch myself ok! Fuck baby you are very hot. So what have I to do with this whip? Where have I to whip myself master?’ ‘Whip yourself?’ Casey laughed, ‘Nowhere! I want you to sit up on the chair slave, bring your knees up so your feet are on the chair too and then using that whip I want you to tickle you feet with it!’ ‘Ah! Fuck! I’ve got it! That secret fetish of yours...you have a foot fetish! I told you I would work it out!’ Casey laughed, a sexy, erotic laugh that Omar loved so much as he dutifully and obediently used the whip as best he could to tickle his feet. He hadn’t expected it to be ticklish but goodness it really was. So ticklish in fact that he suddenly had to grab his dick tight as an urgent and strong need to empty his bladder overtook his body so suddenly he though he would explode. ‘Oh God! Please master can I go piss? I’m bursting here!’ ‘Master says no. Sorry! Now have you got the handcuffs?’ ‘Yes. They are...here they are! Oh come on...can’t I just have a quick slash? I seriously am desperate baby’ Omar hadn’t quite managed to let go of his penis as waves of desperation continued to hit him hard. Now very much squirming and clearly uncomfortable Casey seemed to be getting more and more aroused by the minute. Distracted by his urgent need and unable to stop fidgeting Omar still hadn’t made the connection between his desperate state and the exponential increase in Casey’s libido. ‘So slave, how bad is this need to go pee pee? You aren’t going to leave me just as I am about to climax are you? Now did I do such a thing to you yesterday? No I didn’t. You are a grown man and it’s not much to expect you to wait until I get my promised satisfaction now is it? It’s not like you are going to piss yourself is it?’ Omar, squirming madly on his chair, his bottom pushed right back against the chair and his back leaning forward with one hand tightly between his crotch and the other gripping the arm of the chair as his legs swung, bounced and scissored in and out, so wanted to please Casey, be obedient to her commands and bring her delight, but yet he had to admit, even if reluctantly, that that final question may yet become a very embarrassing reality very soon. ‘I will obey. But oh my God I actually can’t remember EVER having to piss this fucking badly!’ ‘Does this help?’ Casey undid her bra letting it drop suddenly to the floor as she stood close to the camera giving Omar a full on view of her firm, plump and sexy breasts as she licked her fingers sexually and twiddled her own nipples one by one. As bursting as he was to piss Omar had to admit this girl was as hot as they came! He stroked his aching penis with arousal, fully aware that had his bladder not been about to explode any second he would be edging himself extremely close to climax by now, especially now Casey had removed her knickers revealing a closely shaven and very wet vagina with a very hard clitoris. ‘Oh God you are beautiful Casey!’ ‘And you are a good slave turning me on. So handcuffs...Omar handcuff yourself to your seat. Talk to me about how badly you want release. You are so fucking sexy when you are desperate to piss like this. In fact, do you want another beer? You look like you are sweating there and I don’t want you being thirsty. In fact I demand you have another beer then handcuff yourself to the back of the chair you are sitting on. You can put the towel under you first if you want. I am very close to orgasm here you know. Very close indeed.’ ‘And I am fucking going to piss myself! Is that what you want to see? A grown man piss his underwear because you handcuffed him to a chair and made his desperate bladder burst? Oft you drive a hard bargain but God you are the sexiest thing ever! Is that buzzing I hear?’ Casey had straddled her chair naked, her nipples hard and erect, her face flushed and her buzzing vibrator rubbing against her dripping vagina as she ran her other hand through her hair and moaned. Oman, ever obedient, stood from his chair, dancing around and marching on the spot, opened the final beer and drank as much as he could whilst twisting his body to prevent himself from having an accident. He swirled the can at the camera so Casey could hear how much he had drank. Finally the penny dropped and Omar looked directly into the camera head on whispering erotically: ‘I think I’m gonna piss myself. I really can’t hold this much longer! I’m just so bursting, so desperate, I need to fucking piss so bad. Oh please master may I piss before i soak my underpants?’ Casey’s response was as Omar predicted as he watched her pant, insert the dildo inside herself as her eyes lit up with passion and desire. ‘Your fetish! It’s...it’s people pissing themselves isn’t it?’ ‘Just do as you are told slave! Get those handcuffs on!’ Casey continued to play with herself openly and pleasurably while Omar fidgeted, held himself, pee danced like a little child, and moaned as he sat naked, other than his boxers, onto the metal computer chair with the towel on top as he tried to handcuff himself to the back of the chair whilst trying to not piss himself. He had to go oh so badly that it hurt. He couldn’t stand or sit still now and couldn’t dare allow his hand to stop gripping his aching penis. He could feel the weight of the liquid in his bladder and even see how distended it was. It was going to come out wether he wanted it to or not. Omar scissored his legs in and out, crossed his legs and squirmed as Casey pleasured herself more, sliding the buzzing toy in and out as she moved closer to the camera allowing Omar to see and hear everything. The dripping wet vulva, the throbbing lips, the squelching of her juices all making Omar’s heart skip a beat. Against anything he had ever experienced before he couldn’t help but be amazed that despite the fact he was seconds away from exploding with litres of warm piss his aching penis was now hardening and longing with passion too. Casey moaned with passion as Omar moaned in desperation, making Casey moan more in passion and desire even more. As Casey slid the vibratory in harder, faster and deeper Omar squirmed more, moaned more and begged more to be released to piss. ‘Oh God it’s going to come out any second. I can feel it! I can’t hold back!’ Casey increased her pleasuring and edged closer to climax on camera as Omar let out a whimper as a sudden strong wave of urgency hit and, unable to grab himself to prevent it, a shot of warm urine spurt from his erect penis soaking the crotch of his light blue boxers and causing his thighs to glisten with warm liquid and his boxers to cling to his erect penis. ‘Shit! I just leaked. I’m going to explode any second Casey! Please please let me piss! I’m begging you master! It’s so absolutely urgent that I go now! I can’t wait another second longer! This is so embarrassing and humiliating but I honestly am about to burst! Oh master take pity on me! I beseech you to just release me to piss please. I’ve been holding so so long. I’ve been such a good boy! But...oh God...I can’t wait....too many beers, too long a wait...I can’t do this much longer...’ Omar could see the effect he was having, albeit that he was genuinely desperate and not just trying to bring Casey to orgasm. He couldn’t help but notice how she moaned, responded and reacted as her eyes lit up watching his every move and listening to his every word. Just like he had been putty in her hands the previous night she was putty in his hands tonight, seconds away from exploding in her own way as he was seconds from exploding with urine. Time seemed to stand still as both edged ever closer to climax, Omar begging and squirming, his penis twitching and throbbing as Casey rode her vibrator edging closer to climax, moaning and gasping in urgency. Omar bit his lip, bouncing both legs furiously as he closed his eyes and let his head rest back. He clenched as hard as his muscles could as his hard penis shook and twitched in agony for release. ‘Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck! It’s not gonna stop!’ Casey moaned loudly as she reached her point of no return simultaneously as he head tipped back, her heart raced and her body swelled the dildo fir all she was worth as droplets of warm fluid squirted out of her pussy in time with warm liquid oozing from Omar’s erect penis. Omar swore as urine soared through his urethra causing his penis to pound against his soaked boxers as urine soared in the air and poured back down over his belly button, along his stomach and around his thighs, the warm liquid sending shivers right through his body as his moons of relief blending into one with Casey’s. Omar couldn’t stop. He briefly paused only to immediately restart with a surge so strong he thought he might rocket off the chair! He was drenched, totally and thoroughly right from his chest to his toes. But by God did he feel relief like he never had before. Casey climaxed twice as she watched and listened to everything Omar did, shaking with ecstasy and a sense of fulfilment. After a minute Casey broke the silence first: ‘God you really had to go didn’t you Omar? Fair play that was bloody amazing mate. I really need a shower after that!’ ‘Me too! Master, is it ok if I can be released for that?’ ‘Master says yes. Master would also love to do that again sometime. Same time tomorrow?’ ‘Yes! Oh and make sure YOU have plenty of wine this time. See you tomorrow!’
  5. To set the story straight, my girlfriend has been aware of my pee/desperation fetish for quite some time now and she holds for me once in a while. Upon telling her about the fetish it was revealed to me that she was okay with it and that she actually naturally does it without any thought and usually ends up putting it off until it gets pretty bad. We had talked about it a lot and I found ultimately found out that there were a few incidents that transpired where she became extremely desperate. One in particular stood out to me in which she became so desperate while drinking with friends to the point she’d been pee dancing, jumping up and down, crossing her legs, moaning and all literally on the verge of wetting herself, and had even leaked heavily waiting in line at the bathroom trying to hold it, but I wasn’t there to witness any of it despite having been literally several meters away from her in the same building. since then because of my massive disappointment of having missed such a memorable moment she started doing holds for me in hopes of turning me on the way I would have been if I had witnessed said incident, but frankly every single time we do it, she never squirms or does much of a pee dance (which is what turns me on the most). Instead it’s more like she crosses her legs and fidgets here and there with heavy breathing, all the way to the point of wetting. And whenever she reflects on it afterward in comparison to the incident she has told me about, she says the urge had hit her much much harder that time and she most definitely squirmed and jumped around violently. We’ve tried recreating it many times, even narrowing it down to the science of drinking exactly what she had drank that time in question (in this case it’d be 4-6 beers and 2-3 shots within 30-45 minutes, yes we’re quite alcoholics) but to no avail we’ve only seen glimpses of the pee dance but never the full effect of it. i was wondering if anyone here could give us some pointers to get her as desperately squirmy as possible? We’ve tried virtually everything rapid desperation wise except for constantly holding throughout the day to tire out the sphincter muscles, which I think might really help, but I’m just really looking for more tips to add on to that theory. Any advice?
  6. Just had the hottest online holding session with a hot site friend. We were both desperate but she was in control of when we both got to pee. Thankfully I was alone in the office by the time she had me squirming in my chair (practically) begging to go to the toilet. Never been so desperate at work before. I was shaking with need when I was finally allowed to pee. Best morning at work ever! Thank you (you know who you are )
  7. One of the things that I really love is when you have noticed someone squirming or holding...let’s say in a meeting at work, at a party or even casually bumping into them at shops or in the street...and they keep it quiet but you can tell. They perhaps don’t want to say or it feels socially inappropriate so they try and disguise their need but as time goes on it gets rather obvious... anyway I love watching someone in this situation and then that moment when they can’t really deny their body needs any more and they interrupt the flow of conversation or excuse themselves or whatever by saying something like ‘really sorry but I must go to the bathroom quite urgently’ or even a ‘sorry I’m in a hurry to go somewhere’ but you know exactly where they need to go. I think it’s the whole feeling that you know they are holding and I can imagine the pressure and feeling if being really bursting but social etiquette dictates that they can’t ignore a friend or colleague so they are ‘stuck’ despite yearning to be in the toilet instead. I’ve both experienced this and watched it and I find it very alluring. does anyone else?
  8. As in the title, I was sitting working at my desk, getting slowly more and more desperate to wee....feeling the urge building slowly over time, growing from a tingling to a strong and desperate prickling urge. At various points I took little videos and photos of it.....I hope they all work, uploading from an iPhone. There is a video of the end, but it’s peeing, not wetting so not sure how popular it would be here....? E06892CB-DB1B-4AF2-BB1F-FA6EF34C70FB.MOV 43EFCB7C-8E37-428B-A5D1-F7DF968AB714.MOV 42890FAD-DF98-42D9-9074-93E4A7CD2C2A.MOV 28014925-4D01-4B52-AD5B-EC62AC60CEC0.MOV
  9. PART 1 Allison was a tall, hot tan girl with big boobs and long black hair. She had that sweet, little innocent face that no one could stay mad at. That day she was hosting a pool party. The ones her friends hosted the week before was fun, but there was poop and pee everywhere as people released their bowels and piss into the floor. Allison saw this as her chance to take advantage of the popular circle around town as a twenty something college student like small businesses of doing things like parties, lunches, Etc.... Allison was in a tight two piece black swimsuit. She had drank a lot I mean A LOT of water that day. As everyone enjoyed the pool and splashed and swam did not help the urges growing in her bladder. It was already filled, and she forgot to go this morning when she woke up, so could you blame her for how much she was squirming as she walked around and greeted and helped guests. "Yeah I know," she said. Shaking her hips slowly back and forth. Her belly felt warm and as if a balloon was expanding inside her. Her nerves and anxiety raised to sky high proportions as her need to go grew and grew. "I know how humiliating of Nicala last week." The group she was with laughed as they spoke. Allison saw the pool splashes, punch bowl swirls, sprinklers, all the water water WATER!!!! "Ummm....mmmm," she moaned. "Excuse me guys!" She trampled off with her bladder jiggling side to side inside. Her parents were out this weekend, and her house was mostly empty as the party was outside. There was ONE bathroom. ONE toilet. One chance. Her heart froze as she saw a line of two other people in front of her. "Oh no! What's going on here?" She asked as her tan legs crossed tight and hands pushed against her swelling up crotch. In front of Allison was Lily. A blonde girl with some meat in those bone and not so much long but good sized lengths be Chunky legs. She wore a white bottom and white tight t shirt for her swimsuit. She was basically dancing for the potty in place. Legs going up and down as she bobbed her body up and down. Axia was a shorter tan girl, athletic body and brown two piece suit. Her legs crossed as she held onto the door. Axia said, "Gwen is in the bathroom. I guess had too much PUUNCHH!" Axia squealed as her bladder groaned in pain. All three girls were filled to the max. Waiting desperately. TO BE CONTINUED.....
  10. Hey there, Thought some of you might like to see my favourite videos that I've made (of myself). They're all me holding on as long as I can: https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/168731347222/barcelona-desperation https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/164309782237/long-desperation-with-lots-of-talking https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/163432341790/playing-piano-and-bursting https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/163352382317/underwear-was-too-small https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/163077707622/four-hour-hold-and-teasing-my-bladder https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/163120051958/pink-underwear-on-election-night https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/168390359037/desperate-and-randy-in-thin-white-briefs (nudity & other naughtiness warning) Enjoy!
  11. ***NOTE: Hey guys, so I write a lot of female desperation fiction, and most are based on events I saw. But I have also seen Hot male ones. Being a bisexual guy, here’s a story about a guy. Enjoy!*** Pablo was a handsome-looking guy. Just turned 20, and was chilling with his friend on a hot-as-hell summer day. Pablo was tall, and his long legs were muscular on the calf’s, covered with blonde hairs. He had breezy black shorts on, and a red t-shirt. He had forgotten to use the bathroom before him and his friend John left the house. Pablo was thin, but had lots of muscle. After being out for an hour, he felt discomfort in his lower belly. His bladder ached. “Ergg,” Pablo mumbled. “What was that?” John asked. “N-nothing.” Pablo regained his composure. He was not desperate, he could wait. Just a little discomfort. Pablo did not know his friend was a huge omorashi fan. So much a fan that he could tell just from that mumble what was wrong. “Let’s pull over,” John said. They got off their bikes, and walked to the bleachers on the park’s baseball field. Pablo knew there were bathrooms in the park. Nowhere he could go on a tree, it was very public, but he was fine. . . probably. They got on the top of the bleachers. Pablo sat one above of John, and had his legs out on the bleacher seat John was on. Pablo had blue flip flops on, and John stared at those muscular legs. The blonde hair ran all around and up past the knees and under the short. John could see a little under Pablo’s shorts. Pablo’s legs were shaking in and out towards the center of his crotch. John knew the urgency was growing. “So,” John said. “I had a hard exam this week. It was a gut buster. Like the pressure was literally hitting me in the guy, expanding out, bloating.” Pablo flinched. He felt a spike higher of discomfort in his bladder. “And,” John continued, “the professor was raining criticism’s around the whole class. John noticed Pablo’s legs shaking faster. Every now and again they were shut tight together and squeeze in on his crotch. “Just raining, and raining, and raining like watery water all over class in drops of criticisms. Did not even want any of us getting up to use the B-A-T-H-R-OOOO-M!” Pablo almost lost a drop in his boxers. He was starting to get desperate now. “Um…John . . ..” To Pablo’s torture and John’s delight, the park sprinklers went on. They came out of the ground and started to spark drops of water fast everywhere. Some even went and hit John and Pablo. Pablo’s legs crossed and tightened on his crotch. He felt his bladder pulsing against his lower belly, through his urethra. “Look at all that water,” John said. “Just lots of water. Gallons and gallons expanding through the hose and-.” John looked and saw Pablo’s sexy legs crossed and shaking. His feet flapped on the flip flops. Pablo’s teeth chattered. “You okay?” John asked his friend, with an evil grin. “I-,”Pablo started. In clear discomfort. “I gotta go to the bathroom. Can we go?” “Sure,” John said. A bit disappointed it was over. They made it to the park’s bathroom area. A picnic ground with a cabin split into two bathrooms; boys and girls. Pablo froze at the sight of horror: the doors on the bathrooms were closed. John went up to them and pulled on the knobs. Both locked, tight. “Sorry dude, they’re closed I guess.” Pablo’s legs shook towards the center while he was on his bike. His mind could not let go of the want to pee, he was DESPERATE now! John read a sign on the wall. “Park Bathrooms Closed due to Town budget gaps.” “Eeeer,” Pablo started to mumble. “Ccan, wwwee go back home? I gotta piss man.” They went home. Once at John’s house, Pablo got off his bike and ran to the door. John took time to get his key out. Pablo bounced in place at the door with his arms around his torso. “Open the door man!” Pablo said. “I can’t hold it much longer.” “Seriously dude?” “I didn’t even go this morning when I woke up.” “It’s 3 pm dude.” “Exactly! I’ve had like two cans of soda, a orange juice, and a water bottle on the way to the park. I really, REALLY gotta go. Come on, please!” John put the key in, but his hormones ran his mind. He pretended to struggle with the key. “Not working.” Pablo’s eye widened. He tried to grab the keys from John, but John pulled away. “I’m not gonna make it across town to my house!” John asked, “We can stop at a public business or something.” Pablo shook his head. He suffered from very shy bladder, and was very germophobic. He could not use a public bathroom. The park was different. It was the one public bathroom Pablo used since he was a kid. He was used to it. Pablo’s leg kicked back as he grabbed his gut. “Well let’s try a window,” John said. Pablo was about to go, but John grabbed him. He held his friend in a dance pose, and put their crotches at each other. Pablo was use to John’s gay-tendencies as a joke. He didn’t know these intentions right now. Feeling Pablo’s bloated belly and crotch on his, John pretended to dance. He pulled up Pablo’s leg and swung him down. “Dude!” Pablo screamed. He jumped off and grabbed his crotch. “I almost lost it.” Pablo’s legs wobbled. He kept feeling like it would come out. Pablo felt his wiener enlarged and taking on loads and gallons of pressure. He felt his eyes filling with water. “Hey guys!” It was Christy and Jennie. Two girls from school. John was dating Christy and Pablo had a huge crush on Jennie. “What’s up?” Pablo tried to regain himself. He could not lose it in front of the girls. NO! HE placed his arms around his torso and had a leg out and foot tapping. Gggotta pee! “Not much,” John said. Kind of locked out of our house. John was so turned on by his friend’s noticeable squirming. “Hey Pablo,” Jennie said. Pablo smiled, but could barely regain himself. The pee was pushing more and more towards the exit of his body, into his pants. He tried to squeeze his legs together against his crotch. “Pablo are you ok-.” Pablo lost it. Too much pee, too weak crotch muscles. It blew out of his private and against his boxers. Leaking down his hairy legs and on the sidewalk. They ALL noticed. Pablo tried to regain his composure but could not. He shook from embarrassment. “Oh nasty Pablo!” screamed Jennie. She and Christy covered their mouths and walked away. Pablo turned red, and John let his pee release as well in an orgasmic frenzy. The end.
  12. Those of you who followed the Live Omorashi thread last night will know all about this. Afer another long holding sessions I pissed myself as I was so desperate and just couldn't hold on anymore. I tried but despite squirming around and constantly grabbing hold of my cock, my poor aching bladder gave way and I ended up in a large pissy wet puddle of my own making absolutely drenched in my own pee! Oh dear, what a naughty boy I am...
  13. I'd been doing a long hold tonight. Started with a few cups of tea before dinner followed by a steady pint of water every half hour for the last three hours whilst I'd been re-watching the first 3 episodes of season 6 of Game of Thrones. It'd got to the point where I'm now a very definite 9 on the need-to-pee scale. I poured myself another pint of water yet in all honesty I didn't know how much longer I can hold on. I was squirming around like mad and desperately grabbing hold of my cock at every opportunity. I had the feeling that it wouldn't be very long before I ended up totally peeing myself in my boxers and chinos! Well in the end I just couldn't hold it anymore and I ended up having a massive wetting in my boxers and chinos as my poor bulging bladder couldn't take anymore and I ended up having a much needed release totally wetting myself and making a large and loud pissy puddle underneath me! I managed to take some pictures of my "accident" as I lost control and completely flooded myself. What a mess! I'm now sitting at my PC drenched in my own pee, cold and soaking yet it's what I deserve for thinking I could hold on for so long! Even as I type this I can feel the need to go yet again (testament to huge amount of liquids I consumed tonight), I think the only suitable punishment is to peel off my sopping chinos and pull my pyjama trousers over my soaked boxers and climb into bed knowing full well that I'll probably awake to having peed the bed when my aching bladder gives up during the night
  14. No actual wetting sorry, the desperation was unintentional. Last night I went to see the premier of Big Hero 6 which was a great movie by the way. My friend showed up at my dorm room door and I grabed my stuff and we quickly left. I forgot to use the toilet right before leaving but had used it about a hour before so I figured I should be fine. We got to the movies and I was debating using the bathroom before we went into the theater but did not want to be awkward (I was with a group of six guys) so I did not. At that point I was feeling like I needed to go a little bit but it wasn't a big deal. We got into the movies almost 30 minutes before the 1 hour and 48 minute movie started. One friend of mine got up to get snacks but I did not want to spend any extra money, I thought about using it as an excuse to use the bathroom but my friend came back before I made up my mind. I was two seats in and did not want to have to try to get out of the row. I really didn't need to go much anyways. Well after the 20 minutes of trailers and into about half of the movie it hit me hard. I needed to go rather bad now. I really did not want to have to excuse myself so I waited. About 20 minutes left of the movie I was really getting desperate I was sitting up, feet on the floor, legs bouncing. I was squirming around every so often but I did not want anyone to know I needed to pee. I did notice the friend sitting next to me was slightly figity, I think he is rather cute so the though of him possibly needed to go too didn't help me at all! I really thought I wasn't going to make it to the end of the movie. My panties felt a little damp by that point but I did not feel myself leaking so I clenched really hard to keep from peeing, my bladder was very sore from holding it in and was hurting. I started to feel dizy as well. The movie ended and the moment the credits started I jumped up. 2 other friends did as well. Other friends wanted to watch the credits but I could not wait any longer. I didn't care who knew at this point I told the friend I was standing next to I was going to go to the restroom and would be right back. I hurried out the theater down what seemed like the longest walk ever, burst into the bathroom, practically running into the stall and getting my pants down as fast as possible. Sweet relief was right there but the pee wouldn't come out. I panicked, I had to go so bad and it wouldn't come out. I was nervous about the other people hearing me burst into the toilet. I had to sit up and really relax before It released. It did not actually seem like I went that much but I was in a dizy daze from the intense need. My bladder still was sore after it emptied. I sat there for a few minutes to make sure it was empty then washed my hands and walked back to the theater. My friends were standing around outside it getting posters. I grabed one too. All of them walked past the restrooms and did not even use them when we got back to campus. No one ever found out how badly I needed to go. Sorry for any mistakes I typed this out on my phone. Hope you enjoyed it.
  15. Ok so as this story is 100% made up I don't want to consider it much as fiction because it's a hot fantasy I hope I can make come true someday. I am single btw so my 'girlfriend' is a made up character in this story, but I am a drag queen in real life. I am out drinking with my girlfriend one cold winter night, dressed up in my female form, since she adores me as a woman and wanted to take her 'girlfriend' out. We come home later and get chilly from the cold outside. So we go cuddle up on my bed, while giving each other cute little kisses on our faces. Since we were both drunk this made us really kinky, so we get off the bed and she sits on some chair, grabs me and throws me down onto her lap, and starts making hard love with me. Now that i'm sitting upright I realize all this beer caught up with my bladder. I was bursting so I tell her to stop a minute so I can go pee, but she refused to let go of me and kept her arms wrapped around me, violently kissing me. A few minutes pass and I moan to her in my girly voice "babe i have to pee sooooo bad please let go of meee". She says giggling "nope... your not going anywhere!" and holds me down tighter. A few more minutes pass and I am now extremely desperate and start squirming in her arms trying to break free. I say again in my girly moan "mmmmm let goooo pleeeease why can't you just let me peeee I cant hold it anymore!" She says again giggling "you better hold it! I'm not letting you go till I feel like it!" Her resistence to let me go made me start dribbling in my panties. Moaning and squirming in her arms i said "noooo stoppp im about to peee myself! ooooohh im leaking!" But that only makes her squeeze me even tighter which made me leak even more. I keep whining like a girl and she kept giggling. She was incredibly aroused and amused by all of this. I end up getting so desperate I can't hold back the flow anymore and i burst into a full flood, soaking both of our leggings and crotch/butts, i was shrieking in relief while she moans in pleasure. I pee for 2 minutes full flow and emptied my entire bladder on her. Completely soaked she kisses me on the forehead, caresses my face and says "damn girl! You peed alot! That was impressive!" I blush so hard feeling so flattered. So she begins to strip me as im giggling, throws me onto the bed naked, takes off her wet clothes, puts on her strap-on dildo and penetrates me. I lay there wailing and screaming in pleasure which made her go even faster and harder. Then I hit climax and had the most intense P-Spot orgasm of my life! Then the next night, we did the same exact thing vice versa, giving her the payback she deserved!
  16. So I did a hold the other night in my drag queen clothes like I usually do. I kept drinking water till my pee was completely diluted, and then downed 3 beers. My bladder filled fast and got very desperate. With being drunk I couldn't tell how badly I needed to go until it started coming out. I managed to make it to the shower and record it. For anyone who wanted to see a drag queen wetting him/herself here it is. My movements and noises wasn't as good as I wanted it to be cause I was kinda shy i guess, and drunk lol. Sorry about my hairy arms too, wanna shave them off. https://vimeo.com/228847809 password: girlyguypee
  17. **WARNING: This story contains extreme female desperation, wetting, bouncing around while waiting in line, and a fictional condition known as Explosive Bladder Syndrome. Explosive bladder syndrome is when a character’s bladder bursts and along with that they too explode. It is NOT bloody or gore. It is like when you see a character in Spongebob fall off a cliff and explode. Or you see Looney Toons explode with dynamite. You know they’re ok, but the fear is still there. So I hope this story is both good and a turn on.** CHAPTER 1 Jackie was a twenty-seven year old girl with tan skin, brown hair, she was not very skinny but was not fat. Her hips were rock hard, and a good size in her short shorts, tight jeans, or naked. Her boobs were a good size as well. She got home late that night from work wearing skin tight blue jeans that pressed hard on her waist and caused much bladder pains due to her already being filled with loads of pee. She had on a tight white t-shirt with a band logo on the front. It was some gray squares and red and pink blocks across them for the design. She struggled to get her keys in the door to unlock them due to her focus being taken away for her bladder. She felt like she was going to explode any second. She could usually hold a lot in and it took a lot to make her squirm or potty dance. She had not gone since this morning and worked four extra hours today which meant more coffee as well. She had her hair tied in a ponytail. She kicked open the door of her house and ran in, kicked her heels off, and ran for the bathroom. “Gotta pee, gotta pee!” She burst through the bathroom door and froze in place, her knees tight inwards as her legs wobbled. Her roommate Allison was in there brushing her teeth. They were the same age as other girls in the house. Allison had sort of tan skin, freckles on her face, short blonde hair, red pajama pants and a black t-shirt. “Hey!” she said. Jackie tried to maintain focus as she hated others knowing she was in bladder pains. Allison continued, “I’m not even done brushing my teeth.” Jackie grabbed on to the side counter, held herself up trying to look normal as sweat formed on her forehead. Her legs tight together and right foot on the tip of toes. She said, “S-S-sorry Allison. You almost done?” God, her bladder was about to burst right now. She could feel her pee fighting to exit, and every second she held off, but her muscles were weakening. “I’m alright,” Allison said. She turned the sink on and washed her mouth out. The sight of running water increased Jackie’s desperation by a lot as sweat leaked down her face. The foot that was on its tipped toes waved back and forth on them as she struggled to keep her girlhood closed. “How about you?” “I…me, hm?” Jackie could not form words. She usually could have a full bladder for hours before she would struggle, but it was so full it hurt and made her cry a little. “Allison I’m sorry but can I have the bathroom?” “Sure,” Allison said. “Let me just pee first, I am DYING!” she laughed. Jackie froze as a chill went down her spine, watching Allison pull down her pants, spread her legs, and sit on the toilet, letting out a large stream of pee. Allison let out a sigh of relief as the raging sound of pee splashing in toilet water made Jackie shake and cross her legs. Just watching another girl go and do what she so craved right now…GOD! She needed that toilet and she needed it now. Allison flushed the toilet and it almost caused Jackie to collapse. Allison washed her hands and left. Jackie was about to close the door but Someone pushed it and grabbed her arm. It was Lily. Kind of a chunky girl as well in black short shorts and pink tight top on her big breasts. She was crossed-leg about to explode. “Hey! There’s a line Jackie.” Jackie looked behind Lily and nearly died from the shock. Behind Lily was Joane. A tall, athletic girl in tight gray short shorts around her butt and a tight purple shirt muscle shirt that showed her clean arms. She held her crotch as she bounced. Behind her was Alexa. A girl with black, curly hair, freckles and crossed her legs and bounced in her green night dress. At the very end was Emily. A sort of short girl with black smooth hair and very cute. She had a very light tan skin tone and white short shorts with a black t shirt. She tapped her foot. FOUR PEOPLE! Jackie had to hold it her boiling pot of pee behind four people! TO BE CONTINUED….
  18. Annie was a beautiful and relaxed college girl. Skinny, but muscle as well. That day she wore a white sweatshirt that was unzipped, VERY short shorts that were tight and made of black latex (like you see on tights in the gym). She had flip flips on, and wavy dark hair. As she got out of her car after a tiresome day at school and working in the college lunch area she felt more then ready to use the bathroom. Her bladder was almost full. But enough to weigh down discomfort on her. Annie's face twitched and frowned as she walked to her front door of her family's house. She had forgotten to use the bathroom this morning before she left. She did not wake up uncomfortable, so it was not on her mind. It had been hours since she started to feel it, and the bathroom at her college where she exited was out of order. The others were too far to walk to. After a ride home of bumps on the road which shook her bladder and sloshed the pee inside she was like, "Got to get it, get to the toilet, pull down these shorts and pee, pee, pee!" She walked into the house. Annie dropped her bag on the floor and walked around the corner to the house's smallest of three bathrooms. It was just a sink and toilet. She went grabbed the handle and her face hit the door as she tried to push it open. Locked! She knocked and her from her mother that she was in there. Annie let out a breath of annoyance and went upstairs. She grabbed the door handle and it would not move. She banged the door hard, feeling the intensity in her bladder which pounded with heat against the inside of her stomach. "Hello? Almost done?" Her sister replied, "No!" Annie ran downstairs, each step feeling like a punch in the gut. She said, "Oh, o, eeee." She was was at the fixed up basement/living room. She saw the bathroom door closed and knocked. Her father replied his diareeha acted up. She walked backwards holding her face in disappointment and fell over the couch, her sexy exposed legs from the tight short shorts going up in the air and out from each other. Annie sat on the couch waiting. Her arms crossed on her torso and rubbing herself. Her legs were wobbling towards and away from each other. Every now and again they would stop and would start shaking in place up and down. Her father was still in the bathroom. It had been ten minutes. The pressure of pee pain built up higher in her stomach. She got up and almost tipped from the weight of her bladder. She ran upstairs and to the first bathroom, the smallest one. She wrestled with the handle. "Hey can you wait?" her mother yelled. "Come on Mom!" Annie screamed. "All three of you are using these bathrooms still? I'm going to pee my pants!" "You better not missy! Our rugs are new." "So are these new short shorts, but my bladder can't take much mooooore." She bent over a bit and held her stomach. Then she placed her hands on her knees. "Go try the upstairs one. I think your sister left.." Annie ran upstairs. The joy of finally having relief made her bladder get a signal to let it out. She had to hurry or lose control. She hit the door. What was her sister doing in there? Annie banged hard. "Lizzie! Please, I'm gonna pee my pants!" Lizzie said, "Um...sorry Annie. But I....um...." Annie could not take it anymore. She was dancing around in circles. She kicked at the door and it flung opened. Lizzie was standing over the toilet and shoving papers down it. "Annie, I'm so sorry. These are my term papers from college, I failed each one , Mom cannot see them!" Annie said, "Why can't you just toss them out at a public trash can!" Lizzie said, "Because screw you that's why!" As she flushed the toilet, the sound caused a feeling of eruption in Annie. "EEEEEEEEEE!" One bare leg started to cross the other. The toilet started to overfill and water poured out of the top, splashing the floor beneath. Annie's mouth dropped opened and she bounced in place. "Ooooohhhhh god!" Annie said. She breathed heavy. "Goodnish-gracosus-ehagso." she mumbled. She ran out and downstairs. She felt a couple drops escape and quickly crossed her legs and held still. She got home desperate to pee and that was almost an hour ago. Her bladder wanted to nearly give up an hour ago, what was she going to do? "ooooo, eeeeee, ahhhhh, eeeeeee!" She ran outside to her neighbor's house that she knew. She knocked on the door. Mr. Stallson came out. "Annie! What can I do for you?" He seemed nervous. His shirt which was usually tucked it was hanging out. "I am so sorry for bothering you Mr. Stallson," Annie said as her legs wobbled. "I really have to go to the bathroom and we're having issues at homes. If I can-." She tried running in but he stopped her and pushed her away. "I'm-I'm sorry but I can't now. I'm busy." Annie's arms crossed against her stomach and held tight. Her foot with a flip flop started to tap the ground hard. "B-but-." "Whose that?" said a blonde lady who was NOT Mrs. Stallson hugging him. She was in her undies. "Mr. Stallson!" Annie said. "A-are you?" He slammed the door and Annie ran off. She ran as fast as she could in flip flops and reached her friend Mary's house. She ran up the porch and knocked on the door. She mumbled under her breath, "Cm......open upppppp!" Her legs hopped in the air back and forth. She felt the pee was going to burst out any second. She had to hold on. She knocked again. She saw the sprinklers in the neighbors yard come out of the ground and started to spray everywhere. Annie's bladder vibrated inside of her. The pee smacking against the walls like waves of a storm. "AHHHHHHHHH! COME ON!" People were walking up and down the street. She was not going to make it anywhere else. Annie was going to pee her panties and ruin her new short shorts. Mary answered the door. "Um, hey Annie, you okay?" Annie shook her head fast and bit her bottom lip. One legs kicked back as she hopped. "Ma-M-Marry. I-I-I n-need to use your bathroom. Please. NOW!" Mary's older brother Ronnie stood not far. He heard it as well. Being an omorashi fan, this would not be good for Annie. Mary let her in. There was one bathroom in the house. Annie ran up and fought to get in. OCCUPIED! Ronnie was inside and looking at his web cam. A camera was on the hutch outside the bathroom and showed Annie on his screen in torment. She banged on the door hard. Both hands on it as she bounced in place. "Let me in! My bladder is going to explode! These short were $200 and will be ruined!" Ronnie was so turned on. He was not doing anything now but watching. He was saving the thoughts for tonight. Annie felt her stomach expanding and expanding further. She felt so much pressure she was in pain. Ronnie opened the door. Annie said, "Oh thank g-." He stopped her and grabbed one hand, placed another on her waist, and said, "Let's dance!" He hit the radio to some Spanish dance music. He held Annie close and their crotches touched. Her expanded bladder which was sensitive now against his. They danced back and forth and Mary laughed. They were dancing like in preschool again. Annie's eyes filled with tears as she was dealing with the sloshing liquids in her. She could not take it anymore. Ronnie dropped her back and held on, pulling her sexy bare leg up to his side. At that moment, Annie felt turned on a lot as well. She stole her sister's credit card to buy the shorts anyways. "Screw it," she said. Ronnie was cute anyways. Might as well make an orgasm out of this. She let it go. She lifted her leg as far she she could and gave Ronnie a sexy smile and winked. The pee rushed out of her in a wave of intense streams. At first it burned but then it was relief. She felt her stomach deflating. The pee drizzled down her legs and dampened her whole crotch, and Ronnie's. Her feet and flip flops were soaked. In a peaceful tone, "ahhhhh, nice." Her panties were destroyed. Then she and Ronnie kissed in the puddle around them. The end. **no bladders or underwear were harmed in the making of this story**
  19. Connie was a beautiful, bright twenty year old blonde. A white girl, but a little tan as it was summer and she and her friends were getting back from the beach. It was such a hot day that Connie guzzled down probably half the bottles of water that brought in the cooler. It was a fun day with her three friends and boyfriend who brought his buddy along. She loved her boyfriend Bricks and all her friends. But she was also a very self-conscience girl. She had a rock hard, thin but nice beach body. And her glasses were a sexy feature to guys she met so she never got contacts. But she easily got embarrassed. Her embarrassment caused massive panic attacks, she would cry, turn red all over, sweat, shake, all from humiliation. So she tried to avoid situations that cause it. Which is why it really sucked with what happened today..... Connie only wore a black two piece swimsuit. Her black bra tight around her big boobs and black panties that tightened in the center of her butt and went up the crack to show her butt cheeks. Needless to say she noticed Bricks and his friend were trying hard to keep their boners down. She laughed. And they started to walk back to the car and head home. “Today was a lot of fun,” Connie said. “Definitely!” Her friend Mary said. That’s when Connie noticed her bladder pain had grown much worse. She felt she had to go a little before, but now it was like a load pushing out of her. “Ummm,” Connie started to shake. She didn’t want to admit her need to go in front of her friends. Embarrassing. “Guys I think I’m going to grab something back at the snack bar quick since it’s a long ride home.” “I’ll come with you,” Bricks said. “No babe, go keep my seat warm. I’ll get you something.” Then Connie ran off, feeling her bladder pains increase. Her legs tight as she took little steps and arms stuck to her sides. She was tense. The kind of feeling one gets when they get closer to the bathroom knowing relief is there but then it’s at a point where they can’t go back. “Oh I gotta pee, I gotta pee, I gotta—-Ah Shit!” To her horror, both bathrooms had out of order signs. They were the only bathrooms in the beach. Seeing the ocean and splashing waves near by only made the ocean in her bladder about to explode out of her. She crossed her legs and bounced. Started to sweat. “Oooooh mannnnn!” She bit her lips knowing she had to work fast. She went under the boardwalk and got behind a pillar. Her breathing was heavy as she started to pull her panties down about to pee in the sand. The ride home was three hours she’d never make it. Again she did not want to tell her friends to stop somewhere it was too embarrassing. At last she knew she be getting release and smiled. “Excuse me!” A voice shocked Connie from behind. She quickly pulled her panties up, keeping every ounce of pee inside her still. It was a hunky lifeguard. This guy was ripped, and being so hot bad making her feel wet down there in her private area did not help her hold it. She crossed her sexy tan legs tight. “Ms. Were you about to pee on this pillar?” He asked. “What?!? No no no no no!” Connie faked a laugh as she barely held on to the load inside. “I-I-I jjjust wanted to see if there were seashells around here that I don’t own yet. Collecting that’s all.” Her voice was louder than she thought due to what was happening. “Are you sure?” the lifeguard asked.”you don’t have to go?” “Oh no me?!” Connies face covered in sweat and shook with crossed legs. “Nah ah. Not me!” “Ok well I was going to say-“ She could not take this anymore. She had to go back to her friends or they would think she’s taking a crap instead somewhere. “I’m sorry but I really have to go....TO MY FRIENDS!” She have a final awkward laugh, fixing her glasses slipping off her face and ran off. The lifeguard looked puzzled and said, “I was just going to say we have another restroom over there.” In the opposite direction Connie just ran, another men and women’s lavatory. Open and ready for anyone. “Where the food?” Bricks asked “Um um um um um!” Damn. Connie felt so stupid and started to turn red. Her bladder ached so bad she had to hold onto the car to keep herself up straight. “Snack bar closed. Babe let’s go.” “There’s no rush Connie I mean-“ “I want to have sex once we get back.” They has only dated six months and Bricks was patient. Nice guy, they did sleep in the same bed a couple times but no sex yet. The guy of her dreams. “Imagine all this without these,” She introduced her hot body. Her boyfriend nearly fell over as all the blood left his head and went into his erected dick. “LETS GO GUYS!” That ride was the longest of her life. So painful as well. Bumps all over the road making her bladder feel like it would explode any second. She say her legs crossed and hands on crotch. Actually one hand covered the other, as the other hand poked under her panties into her pee hole to plug herself up. Connie felt like a boxer was taking one punch after the other into her gut she had to pee so bad. She tried to stop shaking. She really did. “Babe you Ok?” Bricks asked. Mary looked to the backseat and saw Connie. “You sick? We can pull over-“ “No!” She yelled uncontrollably. “I mean umm...I’m fine.” She bit her lips and formed a fake smile feeling her bladder send off signals. Red alert red alert! EMERGENCY! One hour out of the three they had to drive passed. Suddenly...SPURT! Connie froze as a small leakage of pee shot out of her weakening crotch. She hasn’t had an accident since she was a baby. She was an adult for crying out loud. You would think living in an apartment with parents, an Uncle and Aunt, two cousins, and three siblings and one bathroom would teach self discipline and control. Nope! She had come close many times to this day nearly wetting herself. In front of her own family would be humiliating enough and cause her to die. And they lived in the city in a building with huge condos and apartments for big families. The only bathroom were those in the rooms. Had she ever tried to cry when she had to wait in her Family bathroom line every morning? Duh! But they were a strict military Family. You fight or fail on your own and clean up your messes (literally in that case). One time she was bouncing aggressively up and down with her cousins and Dad in front of her in line saying she would burst. They would not let her cut. This happened to her siblings and cousins at times when they were last in line. Everyone fought to build strength. Luckily she made it that day. Granted she was not in countdown time at that time. She had not reached countdown time in years. “Merrr!” She moaned quietly as a surge of cramps shot through her legs from crossing them so hard and a bladder pulse that made her squirm side to side in her car seat. Her leg cramp was so bad it felt like her calf muscles would pop out of the skin. She had to keep them crossed. Or she would explode! Bricks noticed his girlfriend crying a little and shaking. It was clear what was happening. “Babe do you have to pee?” Connie sucked on her lips as butterflies filled her stomach. “Wha-no. Just migraines that’s all.” “You sure? Not be mean but you know about that issue I have right?” She remembered. Pee and poop grossed Bricks out. His last girlfriend was into omorashi and stuff like that and he thought it was nasty. And she really liked this guy. Her wetting did not mean he would break up with her, but it would be super embarrassing. He was captain of the college football team. So if something like that happened it would no doubt get around school. Connie tried to admit she needed to go, but it would not come out of her mouth as words. This sucked! She was going to ruin her new expensive bathing suit, probably be unable to walk for a while due to these leg cramps she wouldn’t stretch out, embarrass herself in front of her friends, boyfriend (ex MAYBE if she couldn’t hold it in) and be humiliated probably if word got out around campus. SPURT!....another two small streams of leakage went down her leg. Connie’s eyes widened as she literally felt her belly would explode open any second as massive cramps shot through it and sent shivers up her spine. SPURT! She couldn’t stop. Another spurt of leakage. Bricks friend turned to look at Connie sniffing. “Dude do you smell something?” Bricks noticed it too. Connies heart was beating so fast she heard it and felt it beat against her chest. Her throat went dry. COUNTDOWN TIME! Her body alarms went off. Countdown time only happened when she was literally about to burst. It was something her mom taught her as a kid when teaching her how to use the potty and it never failed. She had 60 seconds left. There were no exits. And she noticed they were stuck in traffic. Cars all around them. “Ahhhh!” Connie cried as everyone looked at her shocked. “Guys please I...oh no...” she wrestled to open the car door and run out but it wouldn’t budge. Countdown time: 43..........38.....” SPUURT! “No, no. No! Mary unlock the doors!” 20........10......”No....argh!” She pulled her legs up to her chest and crossed at ankles. It didn’t matter. She fought and fought but it was a losing battle. 3....2....”Errgggh No...Oh NO! CAN’T NOOOOOOOO! PLEASE NOT HERE NOOOO!” Poor Connie could not control her bladder any longer. The force so strong it shot her legs open as hard streams of boiling pee that burned her crotch like fire shot out of her. She could not regain control as everyone in the car backed away and saw their friend explode into an eruption off pee that went everywhere. Seats, Windows....they all got out of the car and left Connie by herself as people in other cars stared and laughed. She turned so red as a river blew out from under her. Still coming! Liters of pent up pee being released against her will. Connies heart beats so fast she held her chest and cried harder than she ever had as she had the most embarrassing accident she ever had. Little did she know it would not be her last. “Ooohhhhoooooo! Why me?!! Why God WHY!!!!” “What the?” Connie awoke. She was in her bed. Her blonde hair all around her face, her tan body only having on a white t shirt and dark blue panties that rode up her ass. Everything was dry. She was home. Bricks next Her in bed. “It was....just a dream.” That’s right she remembered. They came back from the bar last night after drinking for hours. They danced, laughed. Her boyfriend went to use the nasty bar bathroom and then they came home. They went straight to bed. “Hey babe,” Bricks said. They kissed. “You were squirming all night and yelled a couple times. You ok?” “Bad dream Bricks.” Thankfully it was all fake. Every consequence she went over in her mind in that dream would happen...but luckily it she didn’t wet herself. So for now she didn’t have to worry about doing something embarrassing in front of Bricks, having an accident in front of loved ones, probably needing surgery to fix her bladder. She laughed. Then she heard an alarm go off. There was no alarm in the room. It was in her head. “What the?....EEEEE!” Oh no.....COUNTDOWN TIME! 60....58....Connie grabbed her crotch hard as she suddenly felt all those drinks had caught up with her and filled her bladder to explosion point. It hurt so bad and she could feel it coming. Connie put on her glasses. She leaped out of bed and felt a surge of pain shoot through her leg. “AHH!” She fell. Bricks was barely awake. “Babe what’s going on?” He asked getting up. Connie looked and saw her foot. Her toes crossed over one another and her calf swollen. That was all a Dream last night, but it was influenced by things in her sleep. She must have got a leg cramp last night and forgot. COUNTDOWN TIME: 45....Connie had to go! She pulled herself up from her dresser. “Come on....i...g-gotta make it. Or else I lose!” She was already embarrassed with all this in front of Bricks. She couldn’t imagine wetting herself next. NO! SHE COULD NOT PEE IN HER PANTIES! Connie hopped on one foot towards her bedroom door. "Ow, ow, ow!" 34......33.....30 Her breathing heavy, heart racing. But she felt a sigh of relief now that the toilet was only a couple doors down. She grabbed the knob, her bladder sending painful pulses everywhere in her body. "Almost there!" 25......24......23......Turned it, opened the door and ran out.......... .....and imminently bumper into her brother. “Watch it!” He said. Connie said, “I’m sorry Jason I just gotta-NO!” Jason, her two other siblings, cousins, Uncle and Aunt and mom all in front of her in a line where a couple other of them squirmed. Connie was last in a long bathroom line. "Babe?" Bricks called from the room. Connie sweated, shook like crazy, her crotch on fire, belly having huge pulse like aches. “Umm Guys!” She panicked. This can't be happening.......only it was. She bounced in place. “Guys can I cut please I just have to pee.” No dice. They all shook their heads as she knew the rules. Not in front of everyone she would die of embarrassment. “Guys.....Ummmm” Her arms crossed on her upper half as she rubbed her sides. No use. "I really REALLY gotta get in there. I have to use the bathroom." She then grunted, "Come on." She noticed Bricks behind her looking at her like this was all odd. Her face turned red. Then she grabbed her crotch hard and slouched over.............18...........15..... “Guys I can’t stop Countdown Time. I’m on Countdown Time and can’t stop it. Fighting a losing battle! Guys, please, GUYS!” Poor, poor Connie. THE END.
  20. Hello, everyone. Sorry to keep you waiting. Part I Part II Part III Part IV Super-fast summary so you can get to the good stuff: our hero, Parker (the Gentleman) has finally found someone special, Meagan. And Meagan made him a promise... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Meagan kept her promises, and her body promised so much… but the actual purpose of college, education, got in the way. Spring semester seemed more frantic than fall. And so Meagan’s promise went unfulfilled for another two weeks, and in fact they didn’t even see each other for several days. But then Meagan found out that Parker’s birthday was three days before the beginning of Spring Break, which was coming right up. “Okay, that is just perfect timing,” she said. “We are totally going to have a big party. But I’m not going to ask what you want for your birthday,” she told him with a sly grin, “because I already know. But I know what I want for your birthday.” “What?” She leaned in close and whispered in his ear: “Condoms. Think you can handle that?” “Um—yes. Yes, I totally can.” “Good.” The party seemed to snowball—the Ultimate team rallied round at Meagan’s request, and CJ promised both music and beer. Parker made his own preparations by quickly raiding the big box of condoms at the college’s Health Services building, grabbing a handful, and then scampering away. The Ultimate team was going down to Savannah, Georgia, for an all-week tournament over the break. Games didn’t start until Monday, however, so that gave everyone a two-day window to get there… and Meagan said it would take less than a day. So the plan was to have Parker’s blowout of a party on Friday night, sleep it off and take it easy on the emptied-out campus on Saturday, and do the driving on Sunday. One crucial detail was still up in the air, unresolved—where were they going to have sex? Neither Parker’s roommate Jonathan, nor Dacy, Meagan’s roommate, were sure when they were leaving for home. But the morning of the party, Parker bumped into Meagan on the way to class. After a quick kiss, she leaned in to whisper in his ear, “I talked to Dacy. She said she’ll find a place to crash tonight.” “Thank you,” he replied, fervently. The day seemed to inch by, and Parker was vastly distracted—to the annoyance of his professors and the amusement of his classmates. Finally, finally, 4 o’clock came, the last class let out, and Parker practically skipped back to his dorm room to find that preparations were already under way. To his surprise Meagan had actually baked a cake. What was less surprising but just as exciting was CJ setting up his speakers in the dorm lounge where the RA had officially allowed them to be—plus the multiple six-packs of beer cooling in the fridge. The preparations were complete by the time dinner rolled around at 5:30, and so Meagan and Parker and CJ and a few others all trooped off to the cafeteria. The lines weren’t long but they did linger, and so it wasn’t until nearly 7 that the party really began. CJ had his finest, most upbeat playlists. The beer was cheap, but after the first can, nobody noticed. There were plenty of people, including a few fellow dorm-mates who Parker barely knew but mostly stopped by because it was the Friday before Spring Break and there was beer and the party was right outside their doors. But the Ultimate team had showed up in force and was celebrating its own—a great kick-off to the Savannah trip, as Cap’n Josh pointed out. Although she was doing a lot of dancing, Meagan kept pretty close tabs on Parker’s drinking. At several points she swung past, snatched the beer can from his grasp, and pressed a glass of water into his hand instead, whispering, “Don’t get too drunk, honey, we’ve got other plans tonight.” An hour later, as some of the other players tried to get Parker to chug a new can, she jumped between her boy and her team and said, “Oh, no you don’t! He’s mine tonight!” This got a big laugh and excused Parker from the duty of chugging. It didn’t get him out from blushing, though. With all the water Meagan was making him drink, plus the food, he really wasn’t actually drunk, but he did have to go running off to the bathroom repeatedly. It was in the middle of pissing out the last beer he’d drunk that he had a sudden flash of realization. He’d been sticking pretty close to Meagan since he’d gotten back from class. During that time he’d peed several times—but he’d never seen her go to the bathroom. He plunged out of the men’s room and looked for her. She was dancing, body rocking to the beat without a care in the world. Or was she? Looking more closely, he had to wonder. Was she dancing to the beat… or was she dancing because she was desperate? He hadn’t been watching her beer intake like she’d been stalking his. But it was now (he glanced at the clock) past 10pm and she hadn’t peed once in the last six hours, as far as he could tell. He went over, and she pulled him in to the dance. It was not necessarily a bump-and-grind song, but she made darn sure he was getting plenty of contact with her body. That, and his sudden wild surmise, made him hard nearly instantly. He hoped she wouldn’t notice. But wait, that made no sense… She noticed. She grinned. She said for his ear alone, “How are you feeling, honey?” “Good. Really good.” “Just wait,” she whispered. Could he ask? Would that ruin things? Arousal and nervousness were rising simultaneously. She noticed that too. “Relax,” she said. “I’ve got you.” And to suit her actions to her words, she draped her arms around his neck and pulled him close. And that helped. He fell into her arms and kissed her. She held him and held the kiss a long time. She pushed against him, her whole body. She wouldn’t do that if she were desperate, would she? Or was her belly a little more taut than usual? Or was that just her muscle? (Truth be told, either way was exciting. He could not get enough of her muscles.) At 11pm Meagan went over to CJ, who announced that the next track would be the last song. Groans, complaints, shouts of denial. Then CJ announced what the last song was: an exuberant all-in number that was one of the anthems of the Ultimate team that spring. Cheers. Meagan grabbed Parker and they jumped and whirled like it was the only thing in the universe. His desire and his nerves were replaced by sheer joy in the dance. As the music faded away, there were again groans, but Meagan jumped up on a table and said, “All right, folks, thank you so much for coming! It’s been a fantastic evening!” “Why so soon?” someone hollered. “Parker and I have some unfinished business!” Meagan shot back. Uproarious laughter. Parker blushed so deep he was risking a burst blood vessel. “I’m talking about doing the dishes!” Meagan mock-protested. Laughter again. But with the beer gone and the music done, the crowd began to disperse. Meagan was serious about cleaning up. She stood at the sink rinsing out the cake pan—tapping her foot, Parker noticed. But then Riv and Val came over. “Stop that!” Riv said. “We can clean up.” “You’re sure?” Meagan asked. “Totally,” Riv said. “Go have fun.” “Oh, thank god,” Meagan said with a sigh. But there were still a few things to do, and as Parker moved to help he noticed that Meagan was still dancing, and not necessarily to any internal music. It wasn’t quite on any beat he could tell. In fact it looked less like a dance and more like… a squirm. With a few chores taken care of, and Riv assuring her that the rest would be handled, Meagan grabbed Parker and pulled him close for a kiss. “Ready to go?” she asked. “Yup,” he said, with a knot in his belly. “C’mon!” She danced through the door and out into the last of the Friday night, dragging Parker along by the hand. The door closed behind them, the last teammates parted ways, and they crossed the quad to Meagan’s dorm. She was practically skipping. Beyond the pool of light cast by the buildings—though nothing was really dark on the quad, just more shadowy—and out of anyone’s earshot, Meagan said with quiet excitement, “Guess what?” “You need to pee?” “Aw, you guessed!” “Well, you told me to.” “Heh. I guess I did.” “I started to figure it out a while ago, actually, when I realized how long it’s been...” “I know!” Meagan said. “I think the last time I went was after class, so… 2:30-ish? And it’s 11:30 now… nine hours!” “How many beers did you drink?” “Two beers, three full glasses of water,” she answered promptly. “Plus another glass of water at dinner.” “How have you not exploded?” “Tell you a secret—no, two secrets...” “What?” “One, it’s a lot easier to hold on if you never break the seal. Two, I am so gonna explode if I can’t pee soon. I have not been this desperate for a long, long time.” She paused, and drew him close—just as the blood stampeding south through his body reached his cock. “I guess that’s what you wanted to hear!” she murmured, and kissed him. It wasn’t a long kiss—she had to back off after a few seconds. She stood with her legs pressed close together, hands at her sides, fists clenched. Then she relaxed—a little bit. “Is it worse than that time in the car…?” “Oh, it’s night and day, hot stuff. That wasn’t fun but I was never in danger of pissing my pants. Tonight that is absolutely a possibility.” She stopped, clearly thinking of something suddenly. “Do you want me to do that?” she asked. “’Cause if you do I wanna change first…” “No, I don’t think so,” Parker said. “’Kay, thanks. That would be much messier than what I'd planned on. So what do you want me to do? And can you decide really really quick?” she added. She crossed her legs. “I wanna see more of you,” Parker gasped. “ ’Kay. Works for me—I wanna see more of you. C’mon.” She fumbled with the card key to get into the dorm, but a passing resident let them in. Meagan dragged Parker down the hall to her room, fumbling again, with the key this time. She had to cross her legs again, slightly crouched, as she wrestled with the lock. Parker offered to help, but he was shaking with anticipation and was no better. Meagan laughed and got them inside. The door locked behind them. Meagan ran to close the blinds, then whirled back to kiss Parker and blurt, “Okay, so I need to go SO BAD. Whatever you want, honey, but let’s do it fast.” She stood with her legs crossed again, and a look of excited half-panic in her shining green eyes. She was grinning—tense, but grinning. “I want… I…” he stammered. “I don’t even know!” But part of him knew what to do. He could hardly avoid it. He reached down, unzipped his fly, and started jacking off. “Here, let me do that,” Meagan said. She knelt down in front of him and sat on her heel. “Oh god,” she said. “This is helping a tiny bit but god do I need to go. Can you make up your mind, please? Quick?” But she caressed his hard-on gently, kissed it tenderly. “I… I wanna see you. Naked. And I wanna see you pee…” She thought fast. “Can’t take you into the girl’s room, too much traffic… I’m gonna have to pee here…” Her eyes flashed around the room. “Trash can,” she said, nodding to the one at the foot of her bed. “That’ll do. Take the bag out, I don’t want to get it all soggy.” Parker pulled out the bag, twisted up the top—no time or finger-steadiness to tie it off—and turned back to Meagan. She stood up slowly. “Ah, fuck,” she whispered. “I am so close to pissing my pants right now. I have not had to pee this bad since I was, like, nine.” She gave him a grin and grabbed his cock. “And you are so close to coming. Good god are you hard. I love it.” “Can I… can I have sex with you?” Meagan shook her head. “I’m so full of piss there’s no way you’d fit. I’d pop the second you tried. And you are about the same. You feel like you’re about to explode in my hand right now.” She let go of him, reached up her arms above her head. “Help me with my shirt?” she asked. Her legs were squeezed shut again. With frantic hands he managed to get the t-shirt off her. She was wearing a silky dark-red bra underneath. It brought out the red highlights in her hair. She kept her hands on her head. “Now my pants,” she said. “Hurry.” The sound in her voice told him not to go slow, despite his sudden urge to tease her. Her panties and bra were clearly from a matched set. She looked ravishing. She also looked like she was about to wet herself then and there; those strong legs were shaking as she squeezed. “This is why I wanted to change if you wanted me to piss my pants,” she said. “These are really nice panties. Feel them.” He did, around the edge. “No, silly,” she said. One hand came down to grab one of his; her other hand stayed on her head, fingers twining with her hair and gripping, white-knuckle tight. “Here,” she said, as she guided his hand to her butt. These muscles, too, were locked down. Her panties slid like silk over the steel beneath. “And here,” she said, steering his hand around front. She somehow squeezed even tighter and spread her legs apart. Her fingers brought his to her crotch. She gave a little gasp as she stroked herself using his fingertips. “Okay, I can’t even do that,” she said, and crossed her legs again in a hurry. “Can I see you naked?” “Of course. I wanna be naked with you. Shit,” she added under her breath. He reached for her bra. “No, let me, you’ll take forever.” Her breasts fell loose, still looking a little larger than he would have guessed. He was nearly panting with excitement as he took all this in. Meagan gasped. “Okay,” she said in a shaky voice. “I’m gonna… I’m… I’m about to leak, I’m gonna piss right now.” Nothing happened for a second; then she relaxed her legs fractionally, and quick as lightning whipped the red silk panties down to her ankles. She danced out of them and backed up to the trash can. “Wait!” Parker said. “I want to…” “There’s no way I can wait any more!” she said—squeaked, really—but she jammed one hand between her legs and bent over a little more at the waist (this had a fascinating effect on her boobs). With her other hand she grabbed his cock. Her hand was slightly clammy and it chafed him more than helped him. “Sorry,” she said as he explained this, and took her hand away. Then: “I’m going.” “You’re peeing?” “Yeah.” She squatted. Then he heard the hiss and, a moment later, the splatter of her stream hitting the bottom of the trash can. His frantic gaze took this all in—beautiful naked girl, peeing desperately after holding it for him, eyes half-closed in bliss as she sighed with relief—and then saw nothing but black as his eyes squeezed shut and his body erupted. “Oh, wow,” Meagan said. He looked down. He was still spurting a little, but that first bit—he knew he’d launched a rocket there, where had it ended up…? “It went over my shoulder,” Meagan said, turning her head to look—her piss still streaming down into the can. He saw it now: a puddle of spunk on the floor a good two feet behind her. “Good think you missed Dacy’s bed,” Meagan said with a grin. “If I’d known you were gonna come that much I would have sucked you off. But maybe you woulda just choked me!” Parker shook his head. He was having a hard time talking. He was having a hard time standing. “Oh, shiiiiit, does this feel good!” Meagan said. Her stream was still going. “You like it?” Parker gasped. She chuckled. “Parker, if you hadn’t peed in nine hours, you’d like it too. But to answer your real question… yeah, this was pretty hot. I love how turned on you got.” Sudden realization dawned. “I’m sorry. We were gonna…” She put a finger to her lips, since she couldn’t reach his. “Don’t. You had fun, that’s pretty obvious. We’ll do it tomorrow.” Parker sat down abruptly on the bed. Meagan’s stream finally trailed off. At her request he passed her a tissue, which she used to wipe herself dry. She looked down into the trash can and laughed. “Holy crap, I held on to all that? I’m better at this than I thought.” She stood up straight, stretching. “And whew, I am so relaxed right now by comparison. After all that holding…” A sudden yawn broke through her sentence. “Sorry! And… sorry, I think we’d better go to bed!” Parker was still shaking from his thunder-cumming. “I don’t know if I can even sleep right now,” he said. She grinned. “Give it a few minutes…” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Stay tuned for part 5 and a half! Will Parker finally lose his virginity...? Will Meagan get to come as massively as Parker did...? What on earth will Meagan's roommate think of the trash can full of piss...? Since I made you wait for part 5 for so long, I'll take pity and post the rest soon... but would I be on this site if I didn't like making people wait?
  21. I have a video from a commercial and would like someone to private message me for the details I want in a story in relation to the commercial. I want someone to watch the commercial and then use the details to make a fiction story. So if you want to do message me first for the details I want. in exchange I'll do any story you want for you. Here's the commercial:
  22. I posted this in the Live Omorashi thread a couple of days ago but I felt it deserved its own topic as it's probably my biggest desperation and wetting incident that I've ever had! I'd been doing a long hold to round off the Easter Weekend. It'd been about 4 hours since I last went to the toilet and in the time since I'd had 2 large cups of coffee and a bottle of wine. I was really desperate and getting to the stage where I was grabbing my crotch at every opportunity I could get. I was definitely a 7/10 on the need to go factor creeping up to an 8/10 quite rapidly. My plan was try to take my mind of my urgent need to pee by browsing the web or whatever and wait until I couldn't wait no more. At that point I was indecisive whether I'd run to the loo at the last minute or end up waiting until I couldn't hold anymore and pee myself. The clock ticked by and I was almost at leaking point! I was definitely at a 9/10. I squirmed around in my chair like no tomorrow and my bladder was crying out to release the huge amount of pee it contained. I had got perhaps 10 minutes max before I completely soaked myself and as I began to feel particularly naughty that night I decided I was going to end up wetting in my pants and jeans and not the toilet I realised there was just enough time to set my camera up to record my 'accident' before nature took it's course. God, I was absolutely fucking bursting! When it came the release was just incredible and I had a long and much needed desperate pee into my pants and jeans. With every long hissy squirt into my underwear and jeans I valiantly tried to continue holding but the force was too much for me to handle and I continued to completely pee myself over the course of 5 desperate wet and pissy minutes. The puddle of pee pooled into a little lake underneath me and by the time I had completely emptied my aching bladder I was kneeling in a large river of my own making I felt like such a naughty little boy sitting there completely saturated in my own urine but it was absolutely worth it. Man did I need to go and the relief, warmth and wetness I felt was like none I had before. I don't mind saying I was very very horny by the end of it. What a way to round off the weekend! I hope you enjoy the video half as much as I had creating it!! IMG_1717.mp4
  23. I'm going to use fake names for this. Sounds like it should be in fiction, but it is a true story, every part. My friend was a female, in her twenties like me, and we were in college. We were project partners on a computer project. Her name was May. She was boyish, but to me she was beautiful. She had pulled-back hair, wore jeans that were not too loose or too tight, sneakers, and had on a shirt. So we were in the computer lab on campus and she had just finished drinking a bottle of soda. Before we had dinner together and she had a cup of soda then. She had not used the bathroom since. So she pushed herself away from the computer. In a strained voice, "I need to go to the bathroom, cause I just drank soda." The computer lab had one girls and one boys bathroom. After ten minutes she came back. She looked sad. I asked what was wrong and she said, "Ohh..." started to bounce. "One of the stalls was out of order and there were two girls ahead of me to go in the remaining one. It was taking forever so I came back here." I told her she should just go (even though I was becoming turned on...I didn't know I found her attractive as more than a friend until this day happened). "N-no, we have to finish this. Come on." After a while, she placed a foot under herself. The free leg that dangled started to shake. I asked if she was going to be ok. May replied, "Ahhhhh. I just really gotta go!" Eventually she got up to go use the bathroom BUT she stopped, slouched, grabbed her belly, and legs turned inwards and closed. "God, I almost just lost it in my pants." She tried to posture herself, but walked out of the lab waving back and forth. She was back not long after. "Damn!" I asked what was wrong now. May said, "The stupid janitor wouldn't let me in! He was cleaning it and-." She stopped and as she sat closed her legs with her hands at her crotch. "Doh....Doh....eeee....." It was odd seeing May like this, as she was a boyish type. I've only seen girly girls squirm and dance when really needing to go. I said to her we should Save the project and go. She didn't look like she could last much longer. She bent forward a bit, hands still to crotch. She said, "N-N-No. I ca-can hold it." Her favorite TV show was going on later and she wanted this project out of the way. "Oh no." She said, blushed. I asked what happened but she said to get back to work. But I could tell...a little leaked out. After twenty more minutes and May shifting and squirming in her seat, she couldn't take much more. Her legs crossed and shook. We finished, saved, submitted, and got up...very carefully. Her arms crossed on her chest, legs tight, she walked out with me slowly. She said she had to go really bad and needed to go before we left. I said no prob. She thanked me and as we got closer to exiting the lab into the hall where the bathrooms were, she started to smile but it went away. There were three girls outside the ladies room, meaning the line was longer than that since it held the door open and went out it. "Jeeeeeeeeeezus!" May said. Her legs crossed in those nice jeans, looked like she would cry. A little piece of her belly hung out over the waist of her jeans. I was surprised. I told her she should've waited before the first time, she looked tortured. She said the closest bathroom was her dorm. So we started to walk there....sadly, that meant going down a hill, half a mile walk, and up a hill. Our campus was strange. The only building on the path was the lunch hall which was closed. We had to make it to her dorm...........or as she said, "My god, I hope I don't have an a-accident in front of everyone in public." She could barely walk the way. Once we started going up the last hill, she was in pain. Said she felt fire in her gut. "I'm gonna blow!" she said to me. I held her arm and she was worried people would think we were together. I told her I don't care. That made her happy. But honestly I was so turned on at this point I was definitely asking her out after this lol May's legs were tight together and her knees pointed inwards. We made it to the dorm's entrance. She needed her key card to get in. She looked through her bag. She was hurrying through her stuff and got it BUT dropped it on the ground and it slipped into a sewer pipe. She froze and said, "N-no. Oh no!" I banged on the door. May did not have much time left. She was rubbing herself and jumping around. She was desperate. "No no...I can't have an accident in public. Not here." Finally two more people came by and we went in after them. She saw the bathroom and ran trying to unbutton herself before even going through the door, but stopped. She was wrestling with her button on her pants. She looked at me, eyes watery., legs crossed, hopping in place, people giggling as they passed by and looked at her. Her gut had filled with so much pee, he bladder expanded and was pushing tight against the button. She couldn't undo it. I went up to help her.......but it was too late. Her face grew into terror and she said "Oh no....". It was loud. She started to go to the bathroom in her pants right there. People stared and some laughed. Mays face grew red and she had tears coming out . Her jeans became stained and came out onto her shoes. It leaked from under her pants. She covered her mouth and ran away, crying from embarrassment.
  24. This is a popular commercial. But the girl makes it at the end. I’d like to read a short story of basically this commercial and then at the end, however you decide to end it, have her have a major accident in her pants in public. Decide the how, but give like another attempt at her finding a bathroom, but she doesn’t make it. Show her humiliation. Describe the feeling. In exchange, I will write a story for you.
  25. Jeff Hayman has the most popular parties on campus. He has a pool party at his off college house. The big pool was complete with a giant water slide with water flowing down it. There was a barbecue that seemed great but sadly, the first batch of burgers were tainted and old meat. A few girls devoured that plate. Ash was a tall, tan girl with a two piece black bating suit. Her friend Nicala leaned against the snack table with with their legs curved. She too was tan, hair tied in a pony tail as she wore her dark blue tight two piece bathing suit. Ash grabbed her belly as she felt a pressure pop out. “What the….OH!” Nicala asked her friend, “What’s wrong-OH!” Nicala grabbed her belly and bent over. “Ash, I really got to go to the…ttthe bbathroom.” Nicala’s words stuttered. Ash replied, “Me too, let’s go.” The two hot friends walked together and knew Jeff’s house had three bathrooms. They walked in there nothing but bathing suits and tried to go into the bathroom right there in the hall. Nicala opened the door and someone shouted, “NOOOOOO!” Nicala screamed, “Oh my god!” She saw Jeff’s older dad taking a bubble bath. He said, “Jeff said I get a nice hot bath time all day if he can have his party. Now beat it!” He kicked the door shut and locked it with his toes. Nicala and Ash moaned. They walked acorss the room, their nice butts going back and forth, and reached the other bathroom. There were two couples in front of them. They looked all giggly. “What’s this?” Nicala asked. One guy said, “We’re using this bathroom for make-out sessions. It’s clean and Jeff locked his room so-.” Nicala and Ash put their hands on their hips and tapped their foot to deal with the building preassure and situation. Ash said, “That’s not what bathrooms are for!” The guy shook his head and laughed and turned around. One more bathroom. Nicala and Ash took the unpleasant walk up the large staircase, each step adding pressure to their pulses of poop pains. Pains that caused huge belly aches. But also, Ash stopped and grabbed her butt and started to sweat with a scared face. “Oh no,” she said quietly. “What’s wrong?” Nicala asked. “”I have to go the other way too!” Ash had to poop and pee. They ran up the staircase. “Damn!” A line of three other girls for the bathroom. Alexa was at the front. An average height dark skin girl with a two piece brown suit. Her hands rested on her crotch and legs crossed as she bounced while waiting at the front of the line. Kelly, a red head with an athletic body wore a two piece black suit. Her belly was clearly bloated as it was filling up fast. She squirmed. Jona was third in line. A tall, tan girl with curly hair in a light blue two piece. Her hands were on her hips and one leg tipped on it’s toe. Nicala got behind her, and then Ash. “NOOO!” yelled a girl in agony. It was Colly. A gorgeous blonde who wore sexy framed glases and was in a two piece black suit, except her big boobs pushed on the bra. As well as her bladder pushing against her waist and belly making her feel like she would literally explode. “Oh man…I gotta hold it now!” Her knees inwards as her legs wobbled, and arms crossed on chest. Just like Nicala and Ash, she tapped her foot. THE LINE: Alexa was at the front, then Kelly, Jona, Nicala, Ash, and poor Colly. All squirming and desperateyly holding in a load. Five minutes passed and Nicala was bent over and held her belly with her legs locked together, and butt cheeks squeezed. Ash stoof up straight, legs locked together, hands rested against crotch, and bounced just a bit as she took heavy breaths. Alexa knocked, “Hey, are you almost done, it’s been fifteen minutes?” The person inside, another girl, said, “I’m sorry, I’ll be out soon.” Nicala who felt her pee and poop hitting against her exits, “What’s taking her so long? Ehhhhh!” Jona crossed her arms and held her boobs up as her feet paced slowly. “I should not have drank so much water. Had like four bottles.” “It is hot out,” Kelly said, arms and legs both crossed. It was safe to say each girl was at a desperation point of near explosion. “Yeah well I think something was wrong with the meat,” Nicala said. She bounced while bent over still. “My bladder and belly are both burning, I have two loads about to pop out like waterfalls.” “One will looks more like a sewer,” Ash said. “MMMMMMMMMmmmmmm!” Colly moaned from the very back. They all turned to her. The poor girl had her hands in her crotch, legs locked, knees inwards, and it was clear her belly was a little paler than the rest of her body as it bloated over a little bit. “Are you going to be ok?” Ash said, stepping back from a possible coming mess. “Y-Yeah…I’ll be fine,” Colly’s voice so strained. Ten more minutes went by, and each girl was on the verge of an accident everyone at the party would see and humiliate them. Alexa who had waited the longest was bent a little, hands in crotch, legs and feet shuffling over each other, and her eyes with tears. She banged on the door several times with her fist. She said, “That’s it! Come on, we really gotta go!” She began to bounce off the ground at her feet. “Bunch of babies,” the occupant said. “Ahhhhahahahah!” Alexa said not as laughing, but agonizing discomfort. SHE HAD TO PEE! All the other girls were hunched over a little, hands in crotch, tearing at the eyes which made it worst from the feelings of tears which is water. Ash though remained standing up straight, legs slightly crossed. She made a big frown as her lips puffed out and sweat was on her face. “OOooohh, ah!” Alexa said. She felt her panties of the swimsuit getting warmer and warmer. “Oh noooo!” Streams of pee shot out in multiple directions. The poor girl was wetting herself like a mere child in front of everyone. Kelly looked away as the carpet stained and her need grew worse from the reminder. Colly ran up to the door and was knocking hard. Colly screamed, “Hurry up! I’m going to explode!” “NO!” Kelly yelled as the red head grabbed Colly by the waist and shoving her out of the way. Colly landed on her butt and crossed her legs as tight as a pretlze. As Alexa ran off humiliated and people downstairs were heard laughing at her, Kelly wrestled with the bathroom door handle. She HAD to get in there! Her face showed a lot of worry with her frown, and wide low eyes, and mouth open a little. Her ankles crossed, legs shifted back and forth as she bounced. Kelly’s stomach felt like her belly would literally burst open with pee everywhere. Kelly yelled as she knocked. “Come on, come on, come on! We’re dying out here!” Kelly thoughts, Oh my God, oh my God, I can’t wet myself in front of everyone. I have classes with so many of them. The other girls were just as desperate and ready to pop. Hearing splashes in the pool outside through the window made it worse, as well as the loud streaming of the water slide. The flowing stream reminded them how bad they really had to go, and the agony only got worse. Jona dug one hand under her panties of the suit and into her crotch to plug herself up, pushed the other hand outside of her panties. Jona leaned against the wall on the other side with one eye closed, teeth jittering, turning red; she was in the pre-law program with a lot of these people at college at the party. She was School Student President, Captain of Debate Team, she would not be able to hide the mess right at the exits of her body. Kelly too was a well respected person. She was Captain of the Soccer Team, Swim Team, Dance Squad, how could she survive that humiliation. Jona said in a grunted voice, “Hey…K-K-Kelly. I….OH!...Can you kick the door down or something, I can’t wait much longer.” “If I do, I’ll burst!” Kelly argued. They all moaned. “Something wrong?” It was Jeffrey Hayman, the most popular guy on campus and host of the party. He stared awkwardly at the girls and their squirming. “What’s going on?” All the girls blushed as this cute, tall guy saw their desperation. He asked, “Ew, is that pee on the floor! Is that what happened to Alexa?” “Mhm!!!” shriked Ash through her bit, closed lips, crossed legs so tight they were numb, butt cheeks moved back and forth. Nicala said, “Jeff, that person has been in there forever. We’re dying, can you do something?” “Whoever is in there,” Kelly said. “They’re not even answering anymore.” Her hands remained on the door knob wrestling as she bounced. Her tan skin turning blushed red. Jeffrey went to the door and knocked. “Hello?” Nicala crossed her arms and rubbed her sides as her muscles grew tense. Oh come on! I can’t wet and crap myself in front of Jeff! She thought. After knocking again, the door opened, almost causing all the girl’s bladders to explode in excitement. A blonde girl in a two piece, all black suit with silver diamonds (fake ones) going across the bra and panties. It was Zina, Jeff’s girlfriend. They kissed. “You alright babe?” he asked. “I think I just drank too much alcohol,” Zina said. “Felt woozey. I’m fine now.” All the girls were thinking, GET OUT OF THE WAY ALREADY, WE’RE GONNA BLOOOOOOWWW! “OOooooHHoo, OK that’s enough you two,” Jona said. She went up and gave them little pushes to head away. “Ew,” Zina said. “Ah, my puke stunk up the bathroom. She closed the door. She and Jeff left and went downstairs. The girls all shook their heads. Jona ran to the door and tried to turn the handle. “No way!” Kelly said. She grabbed Jona and pulled her away. Her legs going up and down in big steps. Like she was doing a ridiculous dance. “I’m going to pee my panties if I don’t go now.” Kelly grabbed the handle and tried to turn it. “What the?!?” Locked! “You’ve got to be kidding!” Colly cried, still on the floor, crossed legs to her chest. Her glasses steamed up. “Kelly you broke the door knob when you wrestled with it,” Ash cried. “I-!” She stopped and grabbed her belly as it let out a huge growl. Her lips trembled, legs that were crossed so tight they became numb and weren’t able to hold anything. A load pushed through her butt, her cheeks were tired and overworked like her belly and bladder and could not hold it in. Ash cried quietly, “Oh…no!” Her eyes shut, tears fell as a farting noise that started as soft but then exploded out of her butt along with a bunch of poop. It splattered on the wall and floor. Ash watched her friends back off horrified, Her legs uncrossed without her control, and pee started to stream right out onto the floor between her legs. Then let out as one huge stream. Her legs covered with poop and pee, her face covered in tears with her hands over her mouth and face red. “Oh my God!” she cried. A few people sitting on the staircase saw as she backed up and pointed and were disgusted by her loss of control. Some laughed and yelled, “Hey, Ash totally pissed and crapped herself like a baby!” Ash cried, “I…I can’t believe this.” She ran down the stairs and out of the house. “Oh my God!” Kelly cried. She held her crotch and legs. “That’s going to happen to us.” Nicala bit her lips, eyes watered, and still hunched over bounced as she held herself. Jona had her legs crossed as she breathed heavy. She layed her back against the wall, arms out and moaned, “OOOOOOOOOOHHH!” Then her hands clapped over her face, and she scrunched down to the floor a little. Colly rocked back and forth on the floor. “I gotta peeeee!” she screamed. Nicala let go of herself and stood up, breathing heavy. “That does it.” Nicala kept her legs tight but kicked up one barefoot at the bathroom door. Then another kick. Nicala had to get in there. She was going to explode all the same like Ash. But every kick added preasure. Jona was leg crossed, on the floor with her whole scrunched up body being held by her feet. She pulled on her hair and cried a little. Every second that passed, another wave of raised agony would add to the feeling of literally feeling like you’re going to burst the next second. “MMMMMMMM!” Jona moaned as she grabbed her swim panties and legs shuffled tight together. She ran down the staircase in tiny steps, knowing she had less than a minute. She could not hold it anymore. She ran to the bathroom the dad was in. Banged on the door as she danced. “I ain’t giving this bathroom up!” he yelled. Jona screamed and truffled off and pushed people out of the way for the “makeout session bathroom” and knocked on the door. She begged in a high voice of paranoia, “Oh please please please hurry up! Get out! I REALLY GOTTA PEE!” The couple inside opened up. The man said, “Listen this bathroom ain’t gonna help-.” She pushed them out of the way and saw the horror of finding out why this was a makeout bathroom….that’s all it could be used for. NO TOILET. But being at the bursting point, muscles tired, and being in the bathroom gave thoughts of going that were too much. She covered her mouth and cried as her bladder exploded and pee shot out of her, destroying her panties, and a huge puddle quickly covered the floor. It hurt as it pumped out of her without control. She turned as red as her friend Kelly’s pretty hair and ran but slipped and fell on her butt as people laughed at her misfortune. Speaking of Kelly……She saw Nicala with her feet in the wall as she pulled the jammed handle. Colly fainted on the floor, and pee flowed out of her. What a mess. Kelly COULD NOT LET THIS HAPPEN! She sprinted downstairs, saw Jona crying as she crawled out of the hall soaked in pee, and Kelly said, “I got to go behind a bush outside. No choice!” Kelly had a hot body made hotter by her red hair. Her stomach was stone hard from all the pee in there, BUT she saw the bush. Big, could cover five people if they wanted to go behind them, so she scrubbled over to it, legs locked, drops starting to come out, and arms on sides tight in fists. A guy named Jason admired her hot body and beauty and confronted her. “Hi, I’m Jason,” he said. Making Kelly stop in place and agony. This guy was keeping this girl from her relief, and she was about to burst in front of everyone. “Oh hi,” Kelly said quick. “Look I-.” “I,” he said, interrupting. “I just wanted to say….” The guys lips were moving, but it was silence. Kelly saw blurs from her tearing eyes, and she tried to go around but the guy stepped in front. “OH NASTY!” someone yelled. Kelly turned and saw Jason backed away. Kelly’s bottom had become so numb, she didn’t feel the pee streaming down her legs as everyone watched. Her legs were blown apart from each other as a huge flood flowed out of her. “NO!” Kelly cried, actual tears. She blushed and fell to her knees as more and more pee came out. Alexa, Ash, Jona, Colly, Kelly, just Nicala now. Jeffrey and his girlfriend went up to his room. Nicala walked down the hall 100% dry. No poop or pee on her. She whistled with her hands behind her back and shifted her hips back and forth as she passed Jeffrey. He checked her out. Once he and his girl got in his room there was a nasty smell. “What the hell is that?” he said. He looked in his garbage. “Did my dog crap and piss in my garbage?” THE END
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