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Student entry:

Name: Ava Nax

Favourite subject: None

"Hi, I'm Ava. I can't say I've hated school but I've not exactly found it uplifting either. I can't say I'm particularly good at anything. I'm below average in most my subjects but it is what it is. I'm pretty popular though as my parents are rich and people think I look good (but I'd disagree)" 

Ava now works in her parent's haulage business as a receptionist. She is financially thriving, despite her average job title, due to her parent's generous bonuses. As a result, she has a great social life with plenty of time and money to spend on herself. In fact, her story starts on a night of lavish spending and exquisite fun in her local bar...

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Ava had never liked public toilets. Being on the shy side, accustomed to her parent's impeccably clean bathroom, she tended to wait until she was home before she emptied her bladder. Usually that worked for her. Usually. 

Unfortunately, tonight she was bursting for a wee. She had been holding herself for hours becoming more and more desperate as the night went on. She watched as her friends took multiple trips to the bathroom while she sat uncomfortably, unable to allow herself to use the same bathroom as so many other people. 

When the night was over, her parents had arranged for a private taxi to pick up her and a couple of her friends. She practically waddled out of the bar, her bladder as heavy as lead because she refused to piss herself. She willed herself to hold it until she got home. She was really pushing it this time. 

As they stepped outside, her best friend, Lucy, must have noticed her body tense as the cold evening air hit causing her body to tense. She had to march on the spot while she gained enough control over her poor, tortured bladder to act normal again.

"Are you okay, Ava?" Lucy asked.

Ava was not okay. She had never been this desperate before. "I... I just really need a wee. In fact, I'm bursting."

"Ava, why didn't you go before we left?"

She didnt want to explain her aversion to using public toilets. It made no sense. "I ... I thought I would be able to hold it" she said sheepishly.

Her friend eyed her as if she was acting outlandishly. "Wait! Do you think you might actually..."

"I don't know." Ava snapped, stressed by her intense need to piss. She wanted to think wetting herself wasn't an option but she didn't know how long she could hold it.

Meanwhile, her second friend had the taxi door open. "What's taking you guys so long?"

Lucy softened her expression as she watched Ava bounce from foot to foot, her face growing red with embarrassment. 

"Look, why don't you just run back in and use the toilet before we go?"

"I... I..." Despite everything, Ava still didn't want to use a public toilet. She just didn't know what to do. 

"I mean it's better than risking... you know what... on the taxi seat."

"Shit.." Ava cursed but nodded at her friend. Her legs had formed a pretzel. She needed to piss so badly. 

 

Ava should...

A) Get in the taxi and try and hold

B) Head back in the bar to use the toilet

C) Try and find an alleyway to pee in 

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Option A - Ava gained the trait: Stubborn

Ava probably looked like a mess. She was squirming and fidgeting like a hyperactive child but standing around wasn't going to help her. 

"Let's just go. I'm sure I'll be okay" she muttered, struggling towards the waiting taxi. 

Lucy looked incredibly doubtful. She raised her eyebrows in mock surprise, her lips shrivelling inwards. "Okay then." She offered no further resistence.

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Ava followed her friend into the back of the private taxi. Her second friend sat in the front. The pristine leather seats squeaked as they settled into them. The interior of the car was impeccable: clean and luxurious. Even the air was slightly scented with lemon. Ava could ruin all of that if she couldn't  hold her bladder for the short journey home.

Clicking her seatbelt into place, Ava winced as the harsh material dug into her abdomen, making her feel like she was on the verge of wetting herself. She let out a pathetic whimper which caught Lucy's attention.

"What's up?" Her friend asked. 

"I... my bladder's just so full". Ava looked out of the taxi window, avoiding eye-contact, as the car set off. She really was locked in place now: trapped.

"You're crazy" Lucy sneered. "I can't believe you didn't go back inside before we left."

Ava felt her friend's eyes burning into the back of her head, judging her, wondering why she had got into a taxi when she was already bursting for a wee.

"Well I have no sympathy for you."

Concentrating solely on how badly she needed to pee, Ava didn't have any  energy left to argue.

"I know..." she admitted meekly as her hand snaked under her skirt to hold her aching crotch. 

The roads were desolate so late in the evening. Mainly, taxis darted about taking home drunk and merry passengers. Ava was willing to bet none of them needed to pee as badly as her. If they did, they would certainly be wetting themselves before they got home. 

She barely registered when the taxi driver said "I just need to pull in here to fill up." But when the expensive taxi swerved into the petrol station, Ava realised what that meant for her bladder and her heart sank. 

How much more could she take? 

"I'm just going to run in for some cigs" Lucy announced before swinging the rear door of the taxi open and heading happily towards the petrol station. 

Ava pushed open her own passenger door. There was no way she could wait idly in the car while she was so desperate. As she hobbled towards the petrol station, her bladder throbbed like crazy. She had to glue her thighs together to avoid leaking in her knickers and, even then, she was unsure if they were still completely dry. 

Approaching the petrol station, Ava spotted a sign on the front window. In big red letter, it read: toilets at the rear. 

Her mind instantly erupted into panic. These random petrol station toilets were likely to be even dirtier than the club toilets. But she felt like a balloon was inflating inside of her and it was ready to pop. If she didn't go now, she knew the weight of hours of drinking would soon force its way out. She may have no choice. She would just take a look at the toilets and see what they were like.

Like an injured patient forcing themsleves out of bed, she shuffled around the side of the patrol station towards the rear. She saw Lucy paying for her cigarettes. The driver was making his way in to pay for petrol. She didn't have long.

She quickly spotted the dingy toilets. They were within her reach. The good news was they were open! But the bad news was, she wasn't alone. 

Two young lads stood outside the toilet. They looked quite disheveled and the heavy stench of weed had become overpoweringly evident. The young men were dressed in tracksuits. One had a spliff in his mouth, the other a bottle of cider in his hand. 

The lad with the cider spotted her first. "Hey sexy, come over here" he said through a crooked smile. "I won't hurt you. Promise."

Ava felt extremely vulnerable. Not only was she on the verge of wetting herself but now she was being leered at by two young men, who looked at her as if she was the hottest woman they had ever seen. Oh, how they would love it if she lost control in front of them. She figured she knew the type and they were usually harmless. But was she really safe?

 

Ava should...

A) Approach the men and use the toilet

B) Turn back towards the taxi

C) Keep walking down the street

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Option B - Ava gained the trait: Cautious

Ava's bladder was throbbing. She was sure she was only holding it now because her adolescent body was highly trained in not urinating when fully clothed. Even so, she had a bad feeling about the shabby, young men outside the toilets. Men like that; loudmouthed, drunk and impulsive; were ubiquitous, but Ava could risk an unwanted sexual advance or a weird confrontation. Not when it could result in her wetting herself. Not when she was this desperate. She would have to find another way. 

Reluctantly, she turned her back on the toilets, on the two delinquents, and started walking away. Her teeth were gritted and her right hand was jammed between her legs as she did so. Refusing to give in to her despere need to pee, she reminded herself that she couldn't wet her big-girl knickers. 

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One of the two men started cackling now she had her back turned. "Hey love, where are you going? he shouted. "I won't bite, promise."

Ava ignored the man, determined to make it back to the taxi and make it home without peeing herself. She couldn't believe how long she had been holding a full bladder. She felt herself weakening by the second. 

The taxi driver had finished paying for the petrol. Ava could see him striding back to his car. Suddenly, she felt a hand grip around her upper arm, holding her back. She spun around, shocked. It was the second of the lads. The one who hadn't shouted to her must have sneaked up on her instead.

"Just wait a minute". The man's skin looked young but his eyes had dark bags under them. The stench of weed grew stronger. "I can tell you're bursting for a piss. Why don't you use the toilet? The door's knackered but I can keep lookout for you."

Realising he was still gripping onto Ava's arm, the man quickly released her. Ava stared at the man mirthlessly. She couldn't detect any emotion, malicious or otherwise, in his eyes. When it became evident she was stunned into silence, the man took a deep breath.

"Truth be told" he slurred. "You look really sexy. And this sounds weird but I just wanna hear how much piss you've been holding. I promise me or my mate won't harm you though. I've just never seen a girl look as desperate as you before."

"Erm..." Ava looked towards the empty toilet block. The other man grinned at her absentmindedly. "Okay."

Ava was stalling for time. On the one hand, if she didn't use the toilet, she couldn't be sure she wouldn't wet herself in the taxi. She didn't even care if two pervs listened to her pee. In fact, it excited her to think that they might be impressed, if not a little horny, by how much she had managed to hold. But on the other hand, could she really trust these two strangers when she was stuck in a toilet? 

 

Ava should...

A) Use the toilet and make a cheeky request 

B) Use the toilet and agree that the young man can keep lookout

C) Walk away and get the taxi driver's attention

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