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  1. Chapter 1 Bangor, Northern Ireland Megan Minutes go ever so slowly when you’re watching jeans, skirts, t-shirts, underwear and pyjamas spinning round and round in warm soapy water. Most of them aren’t even mine either and to make it worse there’s two full machines of our washing turning so I’m going to be here quite some time yet. That’s why I came early; and I came prepared. I should be grateful for the peace and quiet as that’s so rare in my family that I can’t remember ever having the house to myself…and I’m 22! Seriously! I’m sibling 6 out of nine (Catholic family. Don’t even mention birth control to dad…just don’t…trust me). Thankfully our Shaun and Aisling are married, Iain and Niamh are both off at university and Theresa is working, so I was next on the list. Apparently I need ‘to keep busy’ which is mam’s way of politely saying ‘shouldn’t you have a new job by now.’ At least this *should* be my last time here, that’s if the washing machine part finally arrives and dad fixes it this weekend. Seriously, is it really only another minute since I last looked at the machine? I can’t concentrate on my novel or even the crossword book I grabbed from the car door. I’ve only been sitting on this plastic chair 42 minutes but I’ve already had two cans from the vending machine to pass the time and I now regret that…a lot! Clearly launderettes don’t anticipate people actually sitting waiting, well this one doesn’t at least, because while the vending machines wedged in the corner allure you to spend money to eat and drink there’s no facilities for when the purchased items make their way inevitably through your body and need back out. My body must be on double speed time too because I’ve been needing to pee for 10 minutes at least already! I guess living in a big family has at least given me plenty practice at holding my bladder. I can see that coming in handy this morning. 17 minutes then I can transfer the first load into the dryer. Then by the time I get that done the second lot should be finishing so I can get that in another dryer. So 20ish minutes of sitting here staring at clothes turning, numbers counting down and water sloshing around to go. Oh fuck why is there so much water right in front of me right now? Come on machines..I need a wee! Oh God…just what I need. Someone’s coming. ‘Excuse me, is it ok to just use any free machine?’ ‘That’s what I do.’ ‘Right. Sorry I just moved here a few days ago and it’s next week before my washing machine is coming so apologies for the daft questions. Actually, another daft question, but do I need tokens or coins or anything?’ He seems genuine and nervous so I haul myself off the chair, hoping he doesn’t think I’m being magnanimous and letting him have it, as I point to the coin slot, show him where the detergent goes and smile as I joke ‘just like the buses I’m afraid…they don’t give change here either.’ ‘No I noticed that too. Gareth told me the government would charge for people to sit on the beach here if they could!’ ‘They sort of already do if you want to hire a deckchair. And the price of an ice cream on the seafront makes these things seem cheap.’ ‘Oh great. At least the public toilets are still free here? Assuming you have some right?’ I chuckle and step from foot to foot hoping he doesn’t notice. Is my full bladder so noticeable to a stranger they are hinting about public toilets? Oh God I hope not. But he’s facing the machines, tossing clothes in and feeding coins so hopefully it’s just conversation. Except it’s a bit of a sore point right now. ‘Welcome to Bangor! The place you’ll never forget. Where people direct you via pubs, whole streets are related to each other, you get four seasons in one day and we spend millions attracting tourists but close down the public loos. The logic of the Irish eh!’ He turned and looked at me laughing with his eyes. I might have paid more attention if it wasn’t for the fact I was bursting for the loo. As I hear water pouring into his machine I sit back on my plastic throne, crossing my legs and tapping my foot. Come on washing. Hurry up!
  2. Mining season above the Arctic Circle is both short and treacherous - despite the beautiful weather and gorgeous views and landscape. Every single day of the Summer counts when the end of the season looms ever closer. Especially when your yearly income is dependent on how well you do. 23 year old Stephanie Smith couldn’t help but think about how much she needed this season to be lucrative for her. College hadn’t worked out. Neither had any of the jobs she’d had that would take her without a degree. As her mid-twenties were on the horizon, Stephanie was starting to feel the crunch of time to find a career path. Endless days and weeks of scrolling on job websites yielded basically nothing of interest, or required experience or a degree. It was only by chance that she stumbled across “Rock truck driver needed ASAP - NO experience needed. 100K starting plus end of season bonus / profit sharing”. Which is why she had spent the last 3 days driving over 1,000 miles towards the absolute middle of nowhere, Canada. The offer was too good. She’d make this job work. She had to. It was too much money in too short a time not to. At 5’2” and 104 pounds, Stephanie wasn’t exactly the typical build of a rock truck driver. But that didn’t matter - she’d do whatever it took. After a quick phone interview, she was given directions to the mine (not even an address because they’re so far away from civilization) and an arrival date (today!). As for the trip to mine underway - it had been the better part of 6 hours since Stephanie had even seen a gas station or rest stop, let alone stopped at one. Her gas tank was on the verge of being worryingly empty. At the same time, her bladder was equally on the cusp of concerningly full. As she made another turn down another dirt road, she saw what could loosely -very loosely - be described as a gas station. It was a small shack that had survived several too many winters to still be standing, and a huge tank resting on the ground outside. Stephanie slowed down and weighed her choices. She needed gas. Going by the directions she had been given, there was at least another hour until she’d arrive to the mine. She was sure she’d make it given how low her tank was. Equally, she’d need to go to the bathroom at some point probably before her arrival to the mine, given how much she already had to go. And after driving for so long without seeing even another building, what were the chances she’d come across another gas station or store with a bathroom? But as she neared the shack and tank, Stephanie had nothing but creeped out vibes. It all felt very horror-movieish. She had no desire to stop. But running out of gas in the middle these woods would be worse. She’d be truly stuck. She should stop, she decided. She needed gas and to pee. Given the tank out front, she was pretty sure she’d be able to get gas. But the shack was not reassuring it’d even have a bathroom. Would she even want to use it if it did? Stephanie breathed out anxiously. Everything screamed at her not to stop. It was too creepy of a place too far in the middle of nowhere. But her drained gas tank and filling bladder both told her she needed to stop. She tried to convince herself to stop. She should stop…. Right?
  3. Since the girl is scared, she asks the boy to accompany her to the bathroom. However, she fails to realize that the sound of her pee can be heard from outside. Lucky boy.
  4. Since the girl is scared, she asks the boy to accompany her to the bathroom. However, she fails to realize that the sound of her pee can be heard from outside. Lucky boy.
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    Eazybreezytv. Amazing twitch channel. Cute vtuber, Breezy. She's in a bit of a situation though. What is it about seeing someone so cute be unable to hold it together? 💛
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    Looks like she's going leave a mess right at the door....
  7. “Next!” The older administrative woman behind the desk called out to the line of students snaking its way out the office and around the corner. “Last name?” The woman asked, sounding bored as a young woman, Bella, stepped forward, directly in front of the desk separating the two. “Perez,” She replied, softly. “Age?” ”22.” ”Preferred gender?” ”Female,” Bella answered. ”Alright…” The older woman sighed after a pause in the questioning. “Here is your schedule for this upcoming term, classes, locations, times, ect.” She said, handing several folded pages across the desk. “This is a list and descriptions of our extracurricular clubs and teams this year,” She continued, handing her yet more pages. “Annnd here,” the older woman wrapped up, “Is your bathroom pass assignment.” Bella immediately unfolded this sheet of paper, skipping through most of the top quarter of the page. Skimming down, she saw a “0” in bolded font. “0?” Bella questioned to herself, though still out loud. “Seems that way,” the older woman answered, still bored despite Bella’s growing anxiety. ”How?” Bella started, in disbelief. “I’m on campus all 5 days of the week. I… I have days I’ll be here ALL day . How can I possibly… I wasn’t assigned ANY bathroom passes this semester?!?!” ”You’re well aware of the lottery policy in place, Ms. Perez,” The woman at the desk replied without missing a beat. Bella breathed out. “You’re right. I’m sorry. This isn’t your fault.” She turned and made her way slowly out of the office, allowing the next student to take her place at the desk. How could she make it through the entire semester without any bathroom passes? Not a single one. How could this possibly be allowed? How would she even make it through her first day tomorrow?
  8. Hey guys, long time since I shared any sightings I have had, but the one I witnessed today was pretty special. I was out for a walk round my town, which can be a bit of a tourist hotspot during the holidays such as easter. Recently where I live there have been a lot of small cafes opening, which due to their size lack public bathrooms which can result in people needing to find a toilet, with our only public bathrooms being along the promenade, a good 15 minute walk away if you know where you're going. Anyway I was walking through the centre of the town when I see a girl wearing a tight white T-shirt (with no bra and ample chest) and tight cream leggings tugging hard on a door. This was unusual as A. That door leads to an ice cream shop and B. it tends to be locked on a Sunday as the shop isn't open. However the fact it was made of metal might make it seem like it was a public toilet door. This girl, unable to get through the locked door crossed her legs tightly and held herself, before breaking into a potty dance, seemingly thinking that as she was down a side road she was unnoticed (wrong!). At this point she glanced around, holding the top of her leggings, ready to seemingly pull them down and squat, however realising perhaps that she wasn't quite as covered as she thought, quickly recrossed her legs before straightening up and walking back towards the nearest Café. Once inside she made her way to a table by the bay window, where seemingly greeted her boyfriend who asked her a question (I obviously didn't hear what was said as I was outside and not stopping at any point during this). She sheepishly nodded and sat back down, wriggling in her chair, clearly trying to get comfortable with her bursting bladder without letting onto her boyfriend that she hadn't peed like she said. At that point I had passed them by entirely so I don't know what happened next, but I like to think there was frantic search for a toilet or home once the poor girl couldn't hold it any longer, ending in some damp panties and barely making it! That's all for now!
  9. Kevin's kinda popular and very cute, so why not? (Mild Kevin/Jack if you squint) Kevin groaned and discretely crossed his legs behind the desk, trembling and sweating heavily as he tried to hold back the flood inside of his swollen bladder. "Oh, come on...I was supposed to trade shifts hours ago! I can't at least have a break?" he complained to himself, his bladder was starting to hurt from all the pressure, "I feel like an overfilled water balloon..." he whimpered. Kevin shifted his weight from foot to foot, than paced. Suddenly a customer entered. Of course, it was Jack, of all people. Kevin became tense, shivering as he tried not to make his need apparent. He wiped sweat from his brow as Jack neared. "Uhh...Are you alright?" Jack looked concerned, than furrowed his brows, "You haven't gotten into any trouble, have you?" he looks around at the candy. "What!? No! Of course not! I'm just...feeling a little sick today..." Kevin suddenly doubled over and grunted at a pain in his lower abdomen. Jacks expression returned to concern. "Are you sure you're ok? You...look like you're in a lot of pain...Do you need help?" "I do!" Kevin drops his arms down on the desk and lets his thighs lock together, "I haven't had a break in hours! I just need someone to cover for me while I use the bathroom!" "Th-That's awful! I'm sorry, Kevin...Here, I'll cover you! You hurry out of here, alright?" Jack gave a pity smile. Kevin, legs wobbling, shuffled from behind the desk, breath heavy and body strained. "Oh my god, it's an emergency...H-hold on, I've got you! Just a little longer..." Jack tried to guide Kevin as he made his way to the restroom, but the journey came to a premature end as Kevin, yelped and dropped to his knees, hands dug between his legs. Jack backed away, flustered. "Oh, no! No no no no! I can't! I'm not gonna make it! I'm so sorry!" Kevin began to panic, unable to do anything to stop the urine bursting from him in a powerful, messy stream. He covered his mouth, but it was still easy to hear him moaning and whining in relief as the puddle beneath him grew. He began to cry as the humiliation fully set in. Jack gulped and carefully knelt beside him. "Hey, buddy...It's ok. Just...let everything out, " He rubbed Kevin's back, "Don't worry about it. I'll look out for you, ok?" Jack reminded Kevin to take deep breaths as he finished relieving himself in his pants, tears still falling. "This is the worst! It's so humiliating!" Kevin pressed his hands to his face, hiding his shame. "Hey, don't worry about it. Accidents are pretty common. I mean, they happen to me a lot..." Jack flushes slightly at his own confession, "Just go ahead and get showered and changed. Don't come back to work either. Just take a nice, relaxing break, ok? I'll take care of everything else over here." Kevin was immensely grateful.
  10. Freya's Pee adventures 1.3 Welcome to the third Part of Freya's Pee adventures. Just for everyone new Here, the Girl in this Series is Freya: 18 Years Old 5'6 120 lbs Blond Hair Blue Eyes Tanned Skin Athletic Build Long Legs German Decent A Sprinter at her Local School From a Small Town in Iowa Freya Car Desperation and too busy shopping Saturday 7:30 a.m., early May. Today was Theresia's 20th birthday. Theresia planned to drive almost 4 hours with 2 of her friends and her younger sister Freya to then go shopping in the Mall of America. Freya was running late because she had a hard time choosing an outfit for today. It was her sister's birthday, after all. Freya had been up since 6:00 a.m. to get ready. Like Harley Quinn, she tied her blonde hair into two pigtails and wore matching make-up. But she wasn't sure about what to wear. Eventually she put on her black-silver fishnet pantyhose and a short black skirt over them. She threw on a crop top from her favorite band "Slipknot" and ran to her sister's car, which was already waiting. The sisters then picked up Theresia's friends Madision and Marie and drove the four hours towards the Mall of America. The drive was exhausting but the girls had a lot of fun on the road. Unfortunately, Freya forgot to go to the toilet before they left. Her bladder was filling at a rapid pace, but she didn't want to spoil the good mood with her emergency. Freya tried to suppress it and began to squirm in desperation. She didn't want to stop her sister again, so she suppressed her pressure. It was now 9:15 am and Freya was on the verge of peeing herself. She sat on her left heel and occasionally held her crotch for a moment without anyone noticing. Suddenly a gas station appeared in the distance and Madison begged Theresia to stop there so she could go to the toilet, Freya was also overjoyed but silently. The car stopped and Madison ran to the restrooms. Freya meanwhile stood in front of the locked door, and pee-danced from one foot to the other. Freya could hardly contain it, she slowly started to leak. But at the last moment Madison got out and she was able to get in. After almost 30 seconds, Freya was done and went back to the car. Freya felt so relaxed and free again. After her sister and Marie also went to the toilet, they continued the journey. while the two were in the bathroom, Madison and Freya went to buy some snacks and drinks. The four girls get back in the car and continue their journey. At 11:50 a.m., the four arrived at the Mall of America. The Mall of America is huge, it is the largest mall in the entire United States. So they had to come up with a plan that would benefit each of them. All four of them had different ideas of what they needed, but one thing they were all sure of was that they wanted new sportswear and swimwear. The first store the friends visited was the Nike store to find new sportswear. They stayed there for a long time and each of them bought several clothes. The girls got hungry and wanted to go to a restaurant to eat. After a brief discussion among themselves, they decided to go to the Chipotle . Luckily, Marie, who has been to the mall several times, knew the quickest way to get there. When they got there, they ate relaxed and discussed where to go next, Freya suggested just going in one direction and then see what comes up. This was actually just an attempt to break through the non-stop plan that Theresia and Marie had come up with. The reason for this was actually quite simple, Freya had to go to the toilet again. Freya usually had a pretty big bladder, but today she overfilled it with the amount she drank. She shifted on the edge of the chair and crossed her long legs tightly together. After each of them finished their drink, they moved on. The girls strolled from one store to the next. It wasn't easy for Freya to keep up with the others as she had to stop from time to time to either cross her legs or to hold her crotch. The others suspected nothing but it was only a matter of time before they became suspicious. She kept looking around frantically to find a toilet, but to her disappointment she couldn't find any. Eventually they find themselves in a JD Sports to shop for shoes. Freya was relieved there was a chance to sit down again without anyone getting suspicious. She quickly sat down on one of the stools and double-crossed her legs, also sliding her right hand between her thighs. When her sister Theresia saw this, she became suspicious, but she remained silent. When Marie and Madison were distracted for a moment, Theresia leaned down to her little sister, who just sat there looking at the shoes and asked her if she had to go to the toilet. Freya didn't say anything but it was clear that there was no other answer than yes. Freya realized that she couldn't sit around the entire time, so she stood up carefully and looked at the shoes while slowly walking around inside the store. Theresia noticed that Freya deliberately turned away from everyone else. At the same time, she saw Freya holding herself for a few seconds with a very worried look on her face. It was clear to her that her sister needed to go to the bathroom pretty badly and was doing everything she could to not go, but she wasn't sure why she was doing it. Theresia didn't care why her sister didn't go to the toilet, the only thing she wanted was that her younger sister didn't pee herself in public, which would be happening pretty soon at this rate. Freya had had enough, she couldn't take it anymore. She suggested going to a few other stores as well. So the girls walked on, but to Freya's disappointment, Madison and Marie wanted to go to every store they saw. The two found a cool fashion store and literally dragged the sisters in with them. Especially Marie thought the fashion in this shop was beautiful. But Theresia and Madison were also very interested and strolled through the aisles together. At the same time, Marie asked Freya if she wanted to go with her, but of course Freya couldn't say no. After several minutes, Marie finally found some dresses she wanted to try on, and the two then headed to the dressing rooms. "Finally a chance to sit again" thought Freya, who found it more and more difficult to walk normally by the minute. Freya sat down quickly but noticed that even sitting down was no longer comfortable for her. She double-crossed her legs as normally as possible and waited for Marie to finish changing. Marie gradually presented her dresses, but unfortunately none of the dresses were good. Suddenly, Freya felt a surge of urgency and felt the need to hold on to the crotch, but she couldn't do that with Marie around. She said that she found a dress for Marie somewhere, of course this was just an excuse. Freya quickly ran to a quiet corner and did everything she could to hold back the wave of desperation: Pee Dance, Crotch Holding, Leg Crossing while Standing, and Double Leg Crossing. Eventually she regained control and remembered why she was standing here at all, she wanted to get a dress for Marie. She looked around briefly and took some dress with her and pressed it into Marie's hand. She put it on immediately. Freya sat down and double-crossed her legs again.Freya waited impatiently until Marie came out. To Freya's surprise, Marie came out of the locker room with a beaming smile. The dress Freya chose for Marie was perfect. Marie took a quick critical look at herself in the mirror and then disappeared back into her cabin. She came out again shortly afterwards and asked Freya which clothes she prefers to wear. Freya, who was a bit surprised by this question, replied that she preferred to wear light blue skinny jeans or short white skirts. then she told Freya to just sit and wait for her. "Marie should be away for a little bit now" thought Freya as she uncrossed her double-crossed legs. Freya dug her hands deep into her crotch, but quickly realized that this wasn't enough. She crossed her right leg over her left to exert additional counter-pressure on her bladder, but this only helped to a limited extent. In her bladder was a dam of pee that was about to rupture. She took a quick look around the store to make sure no one saw her in this urgent condition, she was just embarrassed. To her surprise she saw her sister who to be honest also looked like she needed to go to the toilet. She stood in front of a clothes rack with her legs tightly crossed. But this sight made Freya even more urgent, she slowly pulled her right leg back and tucked it behind her left. A few seconds later Marie came back, she had a very short white skirt in one hand and in her other a pair of very tight jeans. Freya knew where this was going, she went into the changing room in front of her and tried on both things. First she tried on the skirt, Freya was usually a fan of short skirts and pants but this skirt was too short even for her. She then tried on the pants, which surprisingly fitted perfectly right away, but she didn't like the dark blue color that much. She asked Marie if she could look for the jeans in light blue. For those 5 minutes, Freya was distracted from her extreme urgency, but now that she was alone again, she realized that she was about to pee herself. But she knew her bubble would burst at any second. She simply accepted that there was no other way out for her. She ripped off her pants and pulled down her pantyhose. Not a second later her bladder began to empty itself. It was a relieving feeling, she had never had to do it so badly for so long before. Luckily the carpet under her legs soaked up every single ounce of her pee. She quickly got dressed and left the dressing room as if nothing happened. The End
  11. this story was inspired by a Facebook post I saw advertising a pta car bout fundraiser with a note saying ‘please note the school building will be closed during this event and there will be no access to the facilities.” The car boot sale When Alyson sent me the advert on messenger I ought to have read the small print. Entirely my fault I guess. All I saw was that it was for her kid’s school and she knows I’ll do anything for my nieces so I, of course, said yes. Anyway I’m always looking for opportunities to sell my home made cakes so it sounded perfect. I spent the whole week baking after work. It was exhausting but great fun and, for me, very relaxing. Armed with bags of goods, cardboard presentation boxes filled with cup cakes, cones of various sweets and even a pile of flyers advertising my prices I packed my car as full as possible, swallowed my second coffee of the morning and headed to the school a few towns away. Arriving half an hour before opening I was surprised just how busy it already was but I was directed in and reversed into a good spot and started setting up. A lady with a lanyard came around asking for my admission fee and looked at my cakes. She bought a bag of fudge making my first sale. It was all looking great! To the left of me was a Volvo with a boot bulging with kids toys and books and to the other side of me was this middle aged man with red hair who I later found out was actually one of the teachers! I should have maybe guessed that since his boot was full of brand new books and stationery from a well known educational supplier! We passed the time of day with each other as we busied ourselves with setting up as more people began gathering near the school gate. I watched as a burger van was directed into the car park and parked up. My nieces would be thrilled at that I thought! From the very start business was steady and my eldest niece Katy came rushing to say hi to me fairly early on. I did ask if she wanted to stay and help but the lure of everything on sale seemed way too tempting. Alyson did pop by and asked if I’d like a tea or coffee. I wasn’t going to say no now was I? It was meant to be on from 10am until 1pm but the way things were going I wondered if I might sell out too early. I spread out my cakes more as things sold and enjoyed the whole atmosphere and listening to the chat between sales. It was a lovely morning and I was so pleased for my sister that the event was going so well. The only little niggling thing was that I was starting to need a wee. Nothing too bad and as an experienced car booter I am adept at waiting so I didn’t worry much about it at that point. That was until this family came up to my car looking at my cakes. The woman was well built, looked to be in her thirties and the male was dressed in joggers and a football shirt with his hair in a pony tail. With them was a young lad with hair past his ears and joggers on just like the man. The woman was in raptures about my baking admiring the boxes of cakes and asking about my prices for birthday cakes and cupcakes. The man meanwhile was munching on a burger from a brown paper bag and the lad was drinking from a can of coke. Despite talking to the woman it was the lad that was stealing my attention as he wasn’t standing still and was looking towards the school anxiously. After the woman finally decided on what she wanted and made her purchase they walked over to the car next to mine to look at the toys and books. I glanced over just as the boy seemed to tug the woman, who I presumed was his mum, and said he wanted to go home. I was so mortified for that lad at the woman’s response as she spoke so loudly that the entire car park could have heard her! “I’m trying to support your school Gius! Look at these little action figures! You loved these last summer! You sure you don’t want a new one? Look they’re only £2 too!” “Mum! You know I don’t play with those any more! Can’t we just go home now, please!”: “Why? What you wanting home for? To sit in your room playing computer games? Let’s see what else there is here!” Much quieter than his loud mouth mum the young lad shook his leg, bowed his head and looked at the ground.” “I just want the bathroom that’s all.” “We’ll you should have went before we left home then shouldn’t you!” As I said she was loud and people couldn’t help but overhear. I tried looking everywhere other than at that family, trying to reshuffle what was left of my cakes and sweets and trying to distract myself from my own body’s need. It wasn’t the first time I’d had a full bladder at a car boot and it wouldn’t be the last but I definitely didn’t want to hear about anyone else in the same situation. That was when the red haired man next to me looked at me and suddenly spoke to me. “They should have pushed more to get the school open really. I know the PTA didn’t want the extra expense but I could have predicted this would happen.” I gave him a double take as I processed what he’d said. “They haven’t opened up the school?” “Nope. The committee wasn’t willing to pay the janitor. They did put it on the flyer but even so it was bound to happen with a public event. They weren’t thinking of us stall holders either clearly!” He nodded to me and I realised I was sort of bouncing on my heels whilst moving stuff. Was he aware I had to pee or was he just making casual comment? I wasn’t sure at that point but he went on to say he was a teacher and that he had seemingly pointed out to the pta that they weren’t really considering the stall holders, nor the public, especially children, but they were insistent that they wouldn’t make money if they had to pay the three hour let for the whole building just to get access to toilets. I nodded not really sure what to say as I let the fact there was no toilets sink in my mind. As I say I felt sort of awkward especially knowing my sister was on the pta committee so I looked around hoping for some more customers and noticed the family with the boy were still hanging about despite the child obviously getting more and more distressed. The red haired teacher obviously noticed too as I heard him mutter quietly, “You’d think they’d notice he’s bursting. Poor boy.” Our eyes met again and I smiled awkwardly. He was cute looking and obviously caring and for the first time I noticed he was learning on his own car with one ankle over the other. Just then another customer came over and I turned my thoughts back to selling. After they left with a box of cupcakes I turned to rearrange the last of my stuff feeling a bit of a breeze waft up the edge of my dress heightening my need to pee rather a lot. I tried disguising it by moving around but I had this weird feeling I was being watched. However, when I turned back I couldn’t see anyone looking at me at all. Up until this point I had been standing by my car but I had been out for over two hours by this point and my legs and feet were starting to ache. I was also finding it harder to stand still as the tingling feeling between my legs increased to the point it was very distracting. As an experienced car booter I opened the side door of my car and pulled out a canvas fold out chair. As I opened it out the man nearby was standing leaning on his car this time with his legs crossed more at the knees as he smiled down at me. “I wish I had thought of that! Can you tell it’s my first time ever doing a car bout sale?” “Really? I wouldn’t have known. You’ve done pretty well by the looks of it anyway. I actually forgot all about this seat until my feet began aching there.” “Ah. That explains the moving around then.” I wasn’t about to tell a stranger that my movement was nothing to do with my feet and more to do with my full bladder so I decided the safest option was just to agree with him. “This is much better now though.” I glanced at my watch as I noticed the crowd thinning a bit. “Wow. Only 45 minutes to go. I might just sell out by then.” As there was no-one currently looking at his wares he stepped towards mine and took a good look at a box of cupcakes. Picking them up he brought them closer towards me. “I can see why. These look delicious. How much for the box?” I took his money and thanked him. “Fancy checking out what I have to offer then?” I blushed, immediately thinking his words meant something different before realising he literally meant looking at his educational supplies as he nodded to his open boot. I really didn’t want to get off my chair as sitting down was helping me hold my pee so much easier but I kind of felt I owed him so I stood up and took a few steps towards his open boot. It was that standing up that really changed things. All of a sudden it was like my bladder was sending these urgent pangs and all I could think about was finding a bathroom! Of course I already knew the school was closed and it was impossible to get my car out the car park with the crowd and all the cars parked up selling so I was essentially trapped with nowhere to go! I feigned an interest in the encyclopaedias and maths books but I was hyper aware of the fact I had one leg rubbing the back of the other and my hands were rubbing my thighs too. I knew I was sweating and awkward looking so I picked up a book on Victorian Britain just to try and distract myself. “Fascinating period of history that. Marbles, spinning tops, petticoats, corsets and not forgetting the lack of running water and chamber pots!” I felt myself blushing. Why had he had to mention running water and chamber pots? I put the book back and muttered something about not having kids yet and quickly sat back in my canvas folding seat immediately crossing my legs tightly. He laughed a little but I kept my eyes as far away from him as I could. All I could think about though was his mention of a bloody chamber pot! Oh how I would have loved one of those right at that point! There was a bit of a last minute clamber for final bargains but by 12:45 it was obvious the boot sale was winding down. The Volvo next to me was starting to pack up what was left of their second hand toys and books and I heard the red haired teacher talk to me again. “At last! Oh to get home for a cup of coffee and a sit down!” As I packed away what was left of my baking I muttered to myself as I bounced around nervously, now desperate for the loo. I hadn’t intended anyone else to hear me of course! “And a toilet! Oft I so can’t wait to get to one of those!” “You’re not the only one!” I turned in shock and embarrassment to see my car neighbour facing away from the last of the crowd with one hand awkwardly over his crotch and his cheeks scarlet. Checking behind him to make sure no-one was watching he stepped closer to me still clutching between his legs. “Remember that boy earlier telling his mum he wanted home? I’ve been needed to go since before then! I actually can’t believe the pta never paid to get the school open!” “Me neither. But don’t tell my sister I said that! Oh feck I’m bursting here! You think they’d let us go?” “What? Right now?” I looked him in the eye as his face reddened even more as he squeezed his thighs together as I bounced around. “I meant the cars. Not weeing!” “Of course! Sorry! I have pissing on the brain I’m afraid. So got to go!” I chuckled and pressed a hand between my own legs as only he could see (I hoped anyway!) “Me too!” I closed my boot down and remained sitting on my seat squeezing my muscles in and begging time to go faster. Oh how badly I had to go by that point! It really was all I could think about! I must have drifted off a bit into my own desperate mind as I jumped when one of the cars beside me closed their boot with a bang making me leak a bit with the shock. Blushing and looking around anxiously I noticed that the teacher wasn’t there any more. His can boot was now closed but I had no idea where he had went. It was the. I saw my sister approach me looking tired but happy. “You sold out too? Seems everyone has done well! I’m going to head home with the girls now but we’ll FaceTime later tonight as usual. Thanks so much for coming today! You know it means such a lot to us.” I really wanted to get up and hug her to say goodbye but I knew if I was to stand up I would immediately wet myself I was so desperate! In fact after the jump with the car boot closing I could feel my grip loosening by the second! I was honestly sitting there thinking to myself if i sit here any longer I am going to leave a puddle! I waved to Alyson as she walked briskly away towards the gate where my two nieces were waiting with bags. I really wanted to get in my car but I could see none of the cars had left yet and it looked like they were trying to herd the last of the stragglers out the school gate so they could open it to let the cars out one by one so I just sat there squeezing and tensing and praying I could hold on. Meanwhile I still couldn’t see the teacher guy until several minutes later when I heard a car door and then heard him behind me. I turned to see him walking around the front of his car away from everyone as he came beside my chair and leaned on it casually. “Finally. Looks like we can leave at last.” How was he so calm sounding when I was absolutely frantic and struggling to even talk? I looked up to see him smiling and relaxed. My puzzled look must have been obvious as he leaned quietly down and filled me in. “You’re not the only one who had something in their car to help them relax! I couldn’t wait any longer so I sat in my car and used an empty bottle I had in the door well. It was that or piss against the car!” Talk about feel jealous! Here I was nearly wetting myself while this man, whose name I didn’t even know, had just emptied his bladder metres from me into a bottle without anyone knowing! I wanted to scream at the unfairness. I sat silently not even knowing what to say when finally he broke the silence. “Pity that book didn’t come with some real artefacts. Marbles maybe, or a petticoat…or a chamber pot perhaps?” I think the redness of my face, the way I was sitting, the ways my mouth tensed and how my knuckles were white with gripping the sides of the fold up seat all told him what he needed to know. I knew then looking at the people talking and the closed gates and the locked school that I wasn’t going to make it home dry. I closed my eyes as another strong bladder spasm pushed against me. As tightly as I tried to squeeze and fight against it it hurt and the pressure was incredibly strong. A spurt shot out making my pants warm and damp. I bowed my head and took a deep breath trying to wade off the discomfort. If he knew what was happening he was at least sensitive enough not to say and kind enough to step forward and casually cover me. I gasped softly as another urge pushed down from my distended aching bladder as another warm spurt escaped. This time it took seconds longer to clamp off and I could feel the chair was now damp with my pee. The man glanced back and winked but then immediately turned away and looked around as if trying to protect me. I leaned slightly forwards trying not to cry as my hands gripped the side of the chair tightly. I couldn’t go on. I couldn’t hold even another second as I raised my bottom ever so slightly from the canvas seat and relaxed as urine whizzed steadily out from between my legs, soaking through my pants and running down my leg, collecting on the canvas chair before slowly soaking through and dribbling onto the ground. I longed to stop but my body wouldn’t let me as I did all I could to balance myself and keep at least the front and sides of my dress dry. My pee was pooling on the chair as I peed so furiously that it was now meeting my knickers that were slightly raised above it. Yet I still couldn’t stop going! The metal legs of the chair were soaked, the seat pretty much ruined I expected and I was utterly mortified. Apparently the pta raised a fortune and not one person complained about the school building being closed so they have no plans to change it next year. I’m certainly not going to ever mention to my sister what happened that day but from now on I will definitely be reading the small print on things. Oh and I had to get a new fold up chair but I found a great one at a car boot sale the following week. I found a book about Victorian Britain too but I left that one. It reminded me far too much of that day for some reason…..
  12. Santa is still going to give the girl presents. Right, Santa Claus? Thanks to Conejoblanco for the art
  13. I was always that child who would wait until the very last minute to run to the loo. I was always that teenager too shy to ask the teacher if I could go and sitting though classes crossed legged or wriggling. Then when I started working I was always that dedicated employee who would only use the bathroom on scheduled breaks and sit at my desk wriggling hoping no-one noticed. But then I became self employed and had easy access to a bathroom and had children and got out of the habit of holding….that was until I began writing omo stories for this site… Now instead of going whenever I feel the need if I am writing a story for here I don’t want to interrupt the flow of my inspiration by moving so I hold and hold and hold. By the time the stories are finished I have sweating palms, legs that can’t stay still for a moment, my entire body is tense, I’m struggling to concentrate, I’m biting my lips and getting anxious and my muscles at so clenched tight I’m scared to even move from my seat! And I love it! It helps me identify with the characters, really empathise with their plight and imagine how they are feeling….it also turns me on something crazy! So if you ever read any of my stories I just wanted to let you know that it’s not just the characters who really need to go…
  14. Schoolgirls have it the worse. I sound like a broken record. Thanks to Watakarashi for the art

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  15. The chick better hurry up in there, she's gotta get to the battlefield soon. Thanks to Kuro Zhurunbo for the art
  16. Yehudadevir draws his life with his wife and his baby daughter. In this scene, he likes to take his time. Thanks to Yehudadevir for the art and go to Yehudadevir.com to see more of his comic.
  17. I’ve been driving many years but this one day my car was in the garage for its annual MOT (yearly check). I didn’t time it very well though as as I was walking the mile home from the garage I realised I needed to do a grocery shop. Checking I had my purse and cards with me I decided I would do the shop and get a taxi home. It was morning and I had had breakfast and a shower and taken my kids to school. I always as force of habit carry bottled water with me so I was walking and drinking as I detoured slightly to the nearest big supermarket. I grabbed a trolley and started my shop realising that the more aisles I went down the more we actually needed. Filling the trolley with fruit, vegetables, meat, bread, fish, yoghurt and everything else I was aware the tea I had for breakfast and the water I had subsequently drank were both working their way through my kidneys and filling my bladder. I wanted home before the garage called though so carried on and never thought much about it. it was 40 minutes later than I was finally at the checkouts as I loaded my goods onto the belt and crossed my legs. I would definitely go to the toilet as soon as I was back home, probably before I even put the shopping away! Pushing the full trolley out the store I almost forgot I didn’t have my car as I tried to remember where I was parked. Remembering I needed to call a taxi I returned back into the shop to find the free telephone. I crossed my legs as I picked up the receiver and it dialled automatically. ‘Taxi for Anderson please. Asda Woodstock’ ‘Where to?’ ‘Highfields estate please. Thanks’ ‘Shouldn't be too long’ I hung up and made my way to the taxi waiting area. As I stood I hoped it wouldn’t be long as I moved a little from one keg to the other not wanting to make it obvious I was not bursting for a wee. A taxi pulled up and a name was called. It wasn’t mine. I squeezed my thighs together and waited. Another taxi arrived. Another name was called. I moved around hoping it wasn’t obvious that I was nursing a full bladder and getting more and more desperate. Yet another car pulled up and another name was called. I’d now been waiting ten minutes and I was getting more and more antsy. I pretending to check my bags so I had an excuse to move around but I was outside the huge glass windows of the shop and in a very busy car park so I didn’t want it to be obvious that I was getting more and more concerned at how urgently I needed the toilet. As more people came after me and their vehicles came I was starting to get frustrated. I couldn’t go back into the store and use the ladies for fear I would miss my taxi when it arrived so I had no choice but to wait it out. 20 minutes after my taxi had first been called I was standing crossed legged and squeezing myself hard. People long after me where getting their cars and yet here I was still waiting. Getting angrier and more desperate by the minute I took out my mobile and called the taxi company. They apologies profusely saying they had forgotten to call out my car and they would do so right now. I hung up and waited some more. Finally a car arrived and my name was called. The driver helped load my bags into the boot as I climbed in the front pressing my thighs tightly together and leaning forwards tensely. I told him my address and he sighed. ‘Just been there. Did you know the lights are out at the crossroads at the factory? Causing mayhem so it is. Hope you ain’t in a hurry Mrs!’ I wanted to cry. Hurry? I was bloody desperate to wee and had been waiting ages! The pressure between my legs was crazy as I leaned forwards and rubbed my thighs. I was so embarrassed but really worried I might have an accident in this poo man’s taxi! As he put his seatbelt on and pulled up his hand brake I could feel myself leak a bit into my cotton knickers. My face must have went red or I moaned or something because the driver turned to me and asked if I was feeling ok. Embarrassed and stressed as he started making his way out the store car park I whimpered and whispered. ‘Just really desperate to pee that’s all.’ The taxi fell silent before the driver quietly said as he checked the big roundabout was clear, “Baldy like?’ ’Yeah’ I whispered. The roundabout was clear so he pulled out onto the next road. ‘is the junction really that bad? Its usually just a five minute run too.’ ’It was ten minutes ago when I was last there.’ I sighed as I rubbed my thighs again and tapped my foot as we approached a mini roundabout.. ‘They forgot my call. Been waiting ages for you too. This is really embarrassing but is there any chance you could maybe head back to Asda so I can run in and use the loo? I know it will cost more but I’m really struggling.’ The driver slowed at a give way and looked at me before indicating to go right round the roundabout. ‘No problem. I just had the car valeted yesterday so Asda it is.’ I never regretted rerouting that taxi because when we got to the junction the driver was right and there was absolutely no way I would have held on while we waited in the queue. I had waited longer than I thought I could as it was! That had been a very close call that day!
  18. I'm getting my first shot today. I scheduled it after some other appointments. I have to pee so bad and I thought the shot was given in an office or clinic and I could pee when I got there. When I turned up a few minutes early, it was a drive-through. And even though they gave me a set time, there were a lot of people in front of me and it's made it so much worse. I drive an old stick shift so each stop and start felt stressful. Jiggling my legs so much....I thought I would be able to pee by now! Just got the shot and then I sneezed and felt a little leak. Tried to take a pic but not sure I see anything. I definitely got a bit wet. Oh jeez, I forgot about the waiting after! They want me to wait longer because I am allergic to a lot of stuff. Omg. Maybe I should have put this in live action. I still have 25 more minutes. Grabbing doesn't help when I'm sitting. I really don't want to get a spot on my seat again! Ugh...I think I'll be ok. I'm not too far from home. Maybe when I get home I can add a pic of my little wet spot. Oh god right when I was about to post this I had another little leak. I hope no one is in my appartment complex parking lot when I get home. (Sorry for quality of pic, there are monitors walking between the car so snapped it fast)
  19. She's about to burst. Thanks to Watakarashi for the art

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  20. Rain really needs to go for a "walk", but Sierra is doing her nails and is taking her sweet time. Poor Rain. Thanks to Isil for the art

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  21. If the guy in there keeps on hogging the bathroom, Renamon's gonna lose it. Thanks to Ladanyhd for the art

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  22. By the looks of it, if this keeps up, she's going to be walking home with soggy panties on. Thanks to Tomukemono for the art

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