The Company retreat

[Markj9494 557]

Hi, its been a while but here is the start of my next story. Been working on it for months but haven't found the time or motivation to write it, so im sort of forcing my hand by posting the first part to get the ball rolling whether I feel ready or not haha.

Story does / will include scenes of a sexual nature and some bladder filling through catheters later on down the line. Although I dont tend to go into graphic depictions of it. 

 

The Company Retreat.

Chapter 1: Complications 

 

Breathing heavily Demi continued to run, each footfall sending shockwaves through her aching body as she gasped for breath. Starting in her heel they reverberated up her long slender legs, past her toned backside and into her core. It was there that Demi could feel it, the sensation she had been waiting for all week as part of her routine. The throbbing, tingling inside her abdomen from a bladder full to capacity. She didn’t exactly know when she had first noticed the thrill and sense of sexual excitement that it brought, but now in her late twenties she had become an expert in prolonging and maximising it. Although, given living with a flatmate that she also worked with, it had been hard to find time to enjoy it lately.

But with her friend gone for the next few days she had the entire weekend to herself and was starting it out as she meant to go on. The drinks she had downed this morning and the contents of the empty water bottle in her left hand now being heavily restricted by the tight gym clothes she was wearing, the lycra navy shorts a size to small technically but doing exactly the job she wanted them to do. The fire between her legs burning much brighter than the ache from her other muscles and overriding all complaints from her bladder.

But approaching the housing estate she lived on, she couldn’t help sigh a little in relief. For the last mile she had been worrying she had overdone it in her eagerness. The extra drinks compared to when she usually did this, increasing the desperation she was feeling to a level where if she had started 20 minutes later she would have worried about being caught short.

In reality she knew she could last longer, her muscles well trained after years of playing sport and holding at each and every opportunity that came her way. But the possibility of wetting herself was all part of the fantasy swirling around her lustful and horny mind. It had been months since she had been able to enjoy it more openly, having to sneak in a hold here and there but they were never the same. Her morning run one example, but with Jessie her flatmate joining her, she limited herself to stop any outwards displays. Although, she still got the occasional comments from her friend about how much she was drinking.

Crossing the street she checked once again to see if her bottle was empty, it was just like it had been 10 minutes, 5, 2 and 30 seconds ago when she had gone to drink from it. Her eagerness not driven by thirst but longing to load up on more liquids. There was no reason to hide it today. She would make it home nice and hydrated, continue to drink and then see if she could make it through lunch. There was a new eat in Sushi restaurant in town with large windows on three sides, it seemed to always be at capacity. Something she also wanted to be when she went there later, Although, given the light pulses coming from her bladder each time her foot met the concrete, she might have to tone down the large litre bottle she had set out for her on return. After all it was the desperation and fullness she was into, she had no real wish to pee herself in public, the humiliation and shame were real and worrying consequences to her. Although, she would have been lying if the all too real consequences didn’t heighten the other more pleasurable feelings.

However, as she rounded the corner of her street she saw something strange, her housemates car was parked outside. It had been gone this morning, the company trip setting off at 7am and it was almost 8 now. Unable to sleep in excitement she had even heard Jessie leave before she got up.

Arriving at her house and testing the door handle she found it open and stepping inside she could hear rustling coming from her room.

“Jessie?” She called out, the door to her room opening and a slightly stressed woman standing there. Deep tan lines coming out of her strapless crop top that covered a rather ample set of breasts, the half Colombians body the envy of many women who wanted the sumptuous and wide hipped shape that she had. Although few knew how hard her friend had to work to maintain it.

“I thought you were…” Demi started before being cut off.

“Where have you been, you need to grab that bag I packed for you and we need to go. Jonathan had to back out of the trip because his Nan died or cat died or something, so you get to come. “ Jessie said pointing to a bag in the corner.

“Is he ok?” Demi asked, pressing her legs together for a moment

“Yeah im sure he is fine.” Jessie added dismissively cramming a coat into the already filled bag.

“O…ok, well I will just go and change.” Demi started.

“There is no time. We are already late, why didn’t you answer your phone!” Jessie continued, waving her hands around dramatically.

Opening her small running belt Demi found the dozen hydration tables she had forgotten about and her phone, which switching it on revealed 9 missed calls and several messages from Jessie. Her attention all aimed inwards and causing her to miss the gentle vibrations from her phone.

“Sorry” Demi smiled sheepishly.

“Yeah well, let go, now!” Jessie replied, grabbing Demi by the hand and pulling her out of the house without another word.

Getting in Jessie’s car Demi felt her bladder throb, but pulling the seatbelt across she reminded herself that this is what she wanted. Besides, it was just a 15 minute drive to the airport and for an international flight she would have plenty of time to pee before boarding. Although part of her wondered what take-off would feel like with a bladder full to the brim, the sudden acceleration compressing it down inside her. But as the car turned on she shook that mental image to the back of her mind, she had read one too many stories of people wetting themselves when the seat belt light doesn't turn off to actually want to try it, no matter how hot she found those she had read. Trying to distract herself she started checking through her bag packed by Jessie and was happy to see her friend had managed to get everything she could possibly need. The brunette always being the more organised of the two so it made sense she would know what to bring, even when she was in a slight panic.

“I put that bottle of water you left out in too in case you need a drink” Jessie said as the pulled onto the main road.

“Thanks” Demi smiled, not wanting to raise any questions she picked up the bottle and took a large swig from it. Carefully screwing the top back she placed it back in the bag. Although, given it was a flight she would have to get rid of it before going through security. The voice in the bag of her head telling her to just chug it now and enjoy it, but thankfully on this case her better judgement won out. 

Leaning back she crossed her legs tightly, allowing herself to focus on the feeling in her bladder. The urgency she had felt was much lesser now, making her realise it was mostly all in her head anyway. The dull ache of her full bladder still causing her some discomfort, but it was the fact her weeks plan had been completely ruined that was upsetting her most. She knew that Jessie was probably just thinking it would be good for her to be at this retreat, it would let them get to know a few of the others she worked with. Despite having worked at the company for years together she never really had gotten to know any of them other than Jessie. It would also look good for any promotions she would go for in the future. She had been in this position for almost 6 years now, many people had come and gone but she had just been stuck there, some of the others referring to her as a “lifer”. Demi could think of worse things to do than marketing, but at the same time if she ever wanted to own a house she would need a better paying job.

“Right come on, they are waiting for us” Jessie said, hurriedly parking the car a few minutes later.

Looking out of the window they were not at the airport but at work. What made it worse was the mini-bus parked across from them, their boss standing with her arms folded and a glare on her face that clearly showed she wasn’t happy with them.

“I thought you said Demi would be good to go, you have been more than an hour.” Their boss started at Jessie, her cold and unnerving gaze enough to stop a charging bull.

“Im sorry, there were some complications.” Jessie said, trying to be diplomatic, heaving a bag into the back of the minibus.

“Well, I don’t care. We have a booked room this evening at the lodge that we need to get to on time. I wont have our business wasting money booking things, only for people like you two, to make us miss the appointments. Now lets go!”

Loading her bag and getting on the bus Demi grabbed a seat by the window, re-crossing her legs and placing a hand between them. It would be fine, she told herself. She had already been planning on holding it for another couple of hours, aiming to make it through lunch. She had held it plenty of times in past and hadn’t really had an accident in years. Most of her "accidents" usually just her peeing herself in the brief moments of secrecy and timed between Jessie appearing or not. Thinking about it, it wasnt since she was at uni that she had actually wet herself properly, the really memorable time was when she had found herself bursting to after holding it from Friday morning all through her lectures and even a night out with pint after pint of cider. But getting back to halls she had kept holding it on her bed, by 1am her whole body was awake with electric energy as she bounced on her heel with a hand in her pants. Alcohol lowering her inhibitions and making her tipsily push her body further and further. Only for the fire alarm to go off just at the wrong moment, her RA banging on all their doors as someone in the corridor opposite burnt their pizza.

She had been forced from her bed, bladder quivering with need to stand in the cold with all her flat mates. After 17 hours it was impossible to hide her bladder bulge or desperate antic’s, many of her housemates watching on or even laughing at the predicament. It was still one of the most embarrassing, painful and erotic moments of her life. Somehow she had survived the 30 minutes wait for the security team to arrive and confirm the building was in fact not burning down. As soon as they had said it was ok to go in she had rushed in, through to her room and slammed the door shut. Her control immediately failing before she could reach her en-suite. She had stood  just inside the bathroom wetting herself and furiously masturbating to 1, 2, 3, countless orgasms as pain gave way to sheer pleasure. How many times had she thought about that night over the last few years, she missed the freedom of those more carefree and explorative years.

Feeling the engine turn on Demi couldn’t help but let out a little sigh, but embarrassingly it wasn’t in desperation. Despite the fact she was surrounded by her colleagues, it seemed the pleasure she had been building up inside herself was going nowhere, not helped by her reminiscing about that night. The gentle vibrations causing ripples in her bladder and goose bumps to form all over her body. Her subconscious doing its best to humiliate her as she went wide eyed, a familiar tingling starting to develop inside her. She was now stuck on a bus for who knows how long and without access to a bathroom, one of her ultimate fantasies. She would never have designed it this way, but that didn’t stop her head feeling a little lighter headed than normal. Swallowing deeply and feeling her nipples hardening against the tight fabric of her sports bra she tried to focus on something else, anything else!

“Alright ladies” Her boss said standing up at the front.

Thank goodness…Demi thought.

“So we have to be in Bern (Switzerland) by 6pm and thanks to our tardy colleagues here.” She said indicating to them both, “we are running over an hour late. To fix this we are going to have to cut out a number of our stops on the way there. We had scheduled 5, each around 15 minutes.” She continued, pulling out a large itinerary of everything they were supposed to be doing. “But in light of the delay this morning I’m afraid we are only going to be able to make one stop.”

“But what abut...comfort breaks?”  Sally brought up, the small petite woman known for two things, her love of hamsters and frequent toilet breaks at the office. Even at work functions she would usually be the one asking around to see if anyone else needed to go. A strange need to socialise when peeing,  or perhaps to make her fell less like she was the only one who needed too.

“We are all grown women, you just have to hold it. Its only a few hours and we will stop in France.” Their boss continued before taking the drivers seat at the front. Starting to pull out of the large car park and heading off for the corporate retreat, Demi couldn't believe what she had just heard.

 

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Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this new story. 

Then next couple of chapters are more or less written so should be out relatively soon. 

If you have any thoughts or comments I would love to hear them!

[Melificentfan 1,212]

I am loving this story so far 

[SpaceWonderer 650]

Very exciting to see a new story from you, including extreme desperation, bladder bulges and my favorite catheters! I'll be looking forward for the new chapters.

[Guest IllusiveOne]

Extreme desperation, bladder bulges, AND bladder filling?

 

Oh, you have my attention most definitely 😉

[Markj9494 557]

Chapter 2: A key mistake

Soon lunchtime had come and gone, the goal Demi had set herself for holding passing by like one of the many small French towns the other side of the window. The ache in her bladder increasing terribly as each hour passed and despite her best efforts she couldn’t help but fidget in her seat. Luckily she wasn’t the only one.

Approaching 1pm they had been on the bus for over 4 hours, and it was clear that many of the women on the bus were feeling a similar sensation to her. The general chatter had died down and although no one seemed on the brink of losing it, Demi found herself surrounded by crossed legs. An impromptu holding contest had sprung up, not that any of the others were pleased about it. But after years of watching videos of desperate men and women online, she had gotten good at gauging the severity of someone’s desperation.

“Lena?” A voice asked ahead of her.

“Yes Sally?” Their boss replied from the drivers seat.

“I need to use a bathroom, do you know when the next stop is?” Sally asked, Demi noticing a number of peoples attentions turning to the question and its to be answer.

“Well the stop is in about 5 minutes. But since we have actually made good time, we should be able to get a bit longer so lets say 20 minutes and I want us back on the bus.”

“Ok” Sally said softly, her legs bouncing up and down in her seat as she clearly struggled to keep her composure. The quiet anguished acceptance causing Demi’s heart to flutter slightly, the situation and building tension doing nothing for the other fire burning inside her body. Crossing her legs she allowed herself to gently squeeze and release her thighs, applying just the smallest amount of pleasurable pressure where she needed it most. Her muscles still feeling strong and in control, despite the pressure and discomfort she was experiencing from her bladder. 

But It wasn’t just Sally, looking away she tried to calm herself again, but now everywhere she turned she could see the signs of desperation usually reserved for her late nights. Sally was the worst, a couple of others Becca and Maggie showing similar signs but less pronounced. Embarrassingly Demi was sure the others would likely take her current squirming to mean she was in the same situation; little did they know. She couldn’t see her boss Lena at the front, but given her calm demeanour and conversation about the wait she was probably doing fine. Opposite Demi, the buxom Jessie was doing just fine, as was the ruby red head India. Although her face was a little red and even from a few rows back she could make out the subtle clenching and releasing of legs muscles. But despite the discomfort It seemed they were all going to make it. It was also only now that she realised by filling in, all the women from the department had come on this trip. The three male employees of their small marketing team left behind and making it a lady’s retreat, although she doubted that their boss would let them enjoy themselves too much.

Squeezing her legs together again a few minutes later Demi was relieved to hear the indicator of the minibus activate as they pulled off the highway and towards a services. Her bladder beginning to pulse lightly as if it knew she was close to relief.

“Oh thank god, not a moment to soon” Jessie said, peering across from her row opposite despite her calmness it seemed even she needed to go. The group making the most of the half empty vehicle to spread out, many having a nap but all seemingly awake and looking eagerly towards their stop.

“Alright ladies, 20 minutes and I want you back on and ready to go. We really cant be late.” Lena said sternly a few minutes later as they slowed to a stop.

“Oh god” Sally groaned as she stood, urgently flinging the seatbelt off and rushing off in the direction of the toilets without so much as a second glance to the others. Her legs twisting and pressing against each other awkwardly as she walked or more waddled quickly.

“I guess she really had to go” Jessie joked, but Sally wasn’t the only one as soon everyone followed suit. The last 5 hours making them all suitably desperate and taking longer than many of them would have liked.

Stepping off the bus Demi took a moment to stretch her legs, pushing her elbows together behind her back to work out a kink she couldn’t help but groan softly as the manoeuvre pressed her bladder against her tight clothing even more. The tight waistband of her workout clothes digging in and sending a painful cramp through her abdomen.

Breathing deeply she allowed herself to squeeze between her legs for a moment as she fought off the spike of urgency. The pain slowly abating but the heavy ache of her full bladder causing her some considerable discomfort still. The lead weight inside her pulling at her muscles and nerves relentlessly for the last few hours. Now at around 1pm she had made it to her target and despite the thrill of the hold she was more than looking forward to releasing the vast quantity of urine held inside her. Focusing on it for one last time she allowed herself to drift off and enjoy the tingling sensations that accompanied the discomfort. The strange sense of excitement and alluring nature of the fight between mind and body making her shiver slightly as her hand pressed into her crotch again.

“Demi” a voice behind her called.

“Yes Lena?” She replied, whipping her hand away as she turned to meet her boss. The sudden movement and twist causing new and sharper ripples to flow through her body.

“Since you are a fill in and were late this morning, I need to go over some of the meeting agenda for the conference” Lena continued, ignoring or not noticing the look on Demi’s face, unpacking a small folder and placing it on a large bollard next to where they had parked.

Demi didn’t have time for this, but stepping closer she put one leg behind the other and crossed them tightly, attempting not to bob up and down or fidget in desperation. Her boss wasn’t one for childish antics and she got the feeling Lena was already a little annoyed by her.

“Ok, so the clients are Muller Medical and we are doing the full suite of advertising for them.”

Nodding Demi hoped if she just agreed with everything the boss said she could rush off sooner rather than later.

“They are a medical industry equipment provider in Europe, direct to hospitals. However, they have just partnered with an American company and are hoping to move into the private healthcare sector. As such, we need to go through all of their products and create marketing materials for each and every one of them. Now given that we are not medical experts they arranged this little get away conference so that we can spit ball some ideas and talk to their experts. So, the basic presentation we are going to give tomorrow is just a summary of our work in the past and other campaigns. For example, I’ve picked a lot of your teams work for the Jacobs product line. But don’t worry too much about that, we will have a practice run through it all when we arrive.”

Still nodding she peered over the folder she saw the faintest look of acknowledgements from her boss that she was happy with how Demi was listening. Despite a part of her brain longing to wrap this up as quickly as possible.

“But for now, I would like you to go through this and see if you can organise some of these products into categories for the types of campaigns we would run for them. They sent them over in production grouping to make it easier for us…but most of it doesn’t make sense for us.” Lena said, handing over the heavy binder. “There are a bunch of sample products in the bus too you might like to look through”

“Certainly” Demi smiled, grabbing the binder. Pausing for a moment she waited for her boss to continue, before realising that the conversation was over and without giving her a second to change her mind she turned back into the minibus, walking to her seat she carefully placed the folder on the seat next to her. Seeing her half drunk bottle she uncapped it and took a quick swig from it. Her bladder protesting, but having not drunk anything over the last hour or so to protect it, her mouth was extremely dry. Swilling it around in her mouth for a couple of seconds she swallowed, feeling the liquid flow down her throat and a slight waiver of discomfort coming from her bladder.  But that wouldn’t matter soon.

Stepping off the bus again she sighed in relief, taking a deep breath and despite the aching fullness in her abdomen and discomfort it was causing she felt strangely relaxed. Now on her own she didn’t have to worry about the pretence of not acting desperately and was free to gently press her crotch. The faint tingling returning although now dwarfed by the discomfort it was still enjoyable to think about what had happened over the last 6 hours. It seemed an age since she had tanked up on fluids this morning, somehow holding it through her run and even a five-hour drive. She had beaten her target of lunch time and putting a hand on her bloated bladder she was strangely proud of herself. Unable to stop herself she gave it a gentle press, the allure of the consequences and knowing she shouldn’t do it getting the better of her. But feeling a sharp pulse from it, her knees threatened to give way as she moaned softly. The location she had pressed now throbbing and sending more ripples of pain and pleasure around her body.

Returning her hand between her legs she shored up the muscles that she had just abused, deciding that perhaps now was the best time to go before she actually lost control. Her aching muscles still feeling strong and in control, but being tested by the volume of liquid she was asking them to keep inside her. However, as she enjoyed the momentary relief of being alone she realised something, she was alone…and didn’t have the key to the minivan.

Looking through the door she could see her friends bags and belongings still on their seats, expensive phones laptops and music playing devices that she knew she couldn’t just leave. Sighing in frustration Demi slid the door closed, moving over to the small patch of grass and beginning to pace around. Conscious of the buses and cars arriving in the near distance and meaning that any one of them could come over and join them. Part of her wanted to just squat right here, but she would have hated to think what her boss would do if she saw never mind the passing strangers. 

Pacing around that small patch of grass Demi cursed her boss and work colleagues in her head for the next 15 minutes. She could have sworn several of the cars she had seen going in had come out since they had been in there. What could possibly be keeping them so long, don’t they realise I have to pee, she thought to herself. Spotting a rock on the grass she swung her foot at it, only to groan in pain as the small pebble on the surface turned out to be a much larger buried rock.

“Fuck me!” Demi shouted, bending over and cradling her bladder as pain seemed to flow between her foot and the bloated organ inside her. The right foot now welling up with a warm pain not dissimilar to how other parts of her felt. “Where the fuck are they” she whispered to herself as she folded her arms across her stomach, her bladder now bulging far enough out she could almost rest her arms on it. Her normally flat stomach pushing out further than she could ever remember…well maybe other than the time she had gone a little overboard at an all you can eat Korean Barbecue. But as far as holds went, this was quickly moving to the top of the list.

Thankfully a minute later she noticed the gaggle of her co-workers walking towards her. Assuming on one would steal anything in the time it took them to get there she started towards them, her gate awkward as she walked on stiff legs.

“Hey, boss got us all a coffee” Jessie said, holding out a trey of four cups towards her. But the last thing on her mind was more liquid. “Just…popping to the loo” Demi said hastily as she  shuffled passed the group.

“You only have like 5 minutes” Jessie replied.

Nodding as politely as she could, Demi couldn’t help but think whose fault that was as she continued her dash around the back of the building. But approaching the toilets she could have wept, a long line of over 25 women were stood ahead of her. Tapping their toes and some with stern expressions on their face, it seemed she wasn’t the only one in need of relief. How could this be happening to her!

Biting her nails Demi grunted in discontent as she pressed her legs together tightly while her bladder throbbed in anger at what she was realising, she would have to keep holding it. The very thought sending painful waves of desperation shooting through her body. Looking to the right she thought about rushing into the men’s, but there was an equally long but faster moving line. A tour coach having just arrived and beaten her too it.

Why was the universe punishing her, she had only wanted a little fun in her own privacy not this! The stars and her own ego aligning and creating this terrible situation that had now gone well past her expectations and limits for fun. She hadn’t even wanted to come on this trip and now she was suffering for helping them out and coming at the last moment.

The door to the toilets opened and out came India, the slight woman appearing a little sheepishly, her skin flushed and sweaty with a strange look on her face as she avoided making eye contact. The short woman clearly feeling the effects of having to hold her bladder for the last 5 hours, although part of Demi wondered if she had made it completely dry by the strange look she had on her face. A thought that would usually have excited her, but now all she could do was wish that she had been next in line. The fidgeting woman smiling and pushing into the only available stall.

“Oh…” India said, looking up and realising it was Demi “Were you waiting for me?”

“No, I was” Demi gestured to the line, standing upright and doing her best not to fidget in front of her co-worker.

“Oh…OH” India said with a look of realisation before looking away. “So are you, I mean with the” India stammered.

“Yeah, I will be fine. I barely need to go” Demi waved it off lying. Could she make it 4 hours to the hotel, or maybe she could convince her boss to stop somewhere.

Walking back to the bus Demi did her best to control herself, trying to appear normal although the subtle glances from India suggested she was doing a bad job of that.

“Are we all ready to go?” Lena asked as they gathered around the bus, many of the others sipping on their small coffee’s. The boss’s generosity clearly limited but that might turn out to be a good thing with no more bathroom breaks until they arrived.

“Here” Jessie said, handing Demi and India a pair of coffee’s.

Pausing for a moment Demi met India’s gaze as they both seemed to pause, wondering if it was a good idea. But with Jessie stood expectantly they both gave in and accepted the drink. After all they didn’t have to drink it.

Sitting down in her chair, Demi couldn’t help but let out a gentle sigh, her bladder tensing and throbbing inside her. It was clearly angry about its current predicament and was making sure she knew. But with no other options she just had to cross her legs and hold it. She did this stuff all the time she reminded herself, she could totally do this. After all her breakfast and water from the run must have already gone through her, so surely it wouldn’t be getting any worse if she didn’t drink anything. But looking down at the coffee she realised that she would probably and should probably drink it, otherwise her boss might get a little annoyed. On the plus side its small volume surely wouldn’t have made a dent on her empty bladder so it wouldn’t have too much of an impact on her full one...right?

Taking her first sip she felt her bladder complain again, but with her toned thighs gently rubbing against each other Demi tried pushing all thoughts of peeing to the back of her mind. The bus pulling back out of the services and onto the road, she was once again trapped with a full bladder and 4 hours until her next stop. Placing her hands on her bloated abdomen she was amazed to feel how full it was, she was really pushing her limits. But despite that, Demi still felt strangely confident, or maybe intrigued to see how far she could really push her body. That time at university was the last time she had really lost control, she had been about to pee almost an hour before the alarm, but the situation had pushed her further than she could remember. The only thing that made her break was returning to her room and being able to pee. Since then her control had gotten so much better after years of experimenting, and she hadn’t drunk nearly as much as that day yet. Maybe she really didn't know her limits, how far could she push it if she never got that chance to pee?

Looking down at her coffee Demi bit her lip for a moment before raising it to her mouth and taking another mouthful, she would be fine.

Grabbing the folder on the seat next to her she began to flip through it. Scrounging some post it notes from Becca ahead of her, she began creating a key word list for each product and device. That way when they go there they could all start grouping them as their boss had asked. Perhaps if she finished it early enough, should could regain some good will with Lena, maybe even enough for a rest stop.

 

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I hope you all enjoyed part 2, but of a slow start but I hope enough tension to keep people interested.

Thank you for all the kind comments so far! 

Those were both shorter parts so it was easy to get them out so soon one after another. Might be a few more days before the next one.

[Melificentfan 1,212]

I am really enjoying this story 

[SpaceWonderer 650]

It's going really great, thank you for posting another chapter soon.

[tillend 3]

I can't wait to see the next part.

[Guest IllusiveOne]

This is gonna get interesting 😁

[knockonthedoor 1,162]

Just wanted to drop by and say how much I love this idea and your writing. Great job! Looking forward to more!

[Markj9494 557]

Chapter 3: Snowfall

Four hours later the binder was now laying on the seat next to her, the labelling unfinished, Demi struggling to concentrate on anything but the increasing pressure in her bladder as the bus started the climb through the mountains. The confidence that she had felt when they left the services had been steadily eroding with each hour that passed. Her bladder filling and her discomfort increasing more than anticipated, but still less than she had feared. Even so she was beginning to worry about making it if there was any sort of delay, her little game had gone on far enough. Feeling another wave of desperation she raised her heels pressing her toes into the vibrating metal beneath her and clenching her thighs tightly around each other as they rhythmically bobbed on the spot. The throbbing dull ache in her abdomen causing her some trouble, but checking her phone she was relieved to see they were almost there. She had asked for the name and put it into her phone an hour ago, but not only for herself.

Once again she was aware of the desperate antics of her colleagues, the coffee seemingly enough to cause a number of them some serious issues. The general chit chat stopping and replaced with semi-urgent sighs and noises. Everyone with the exception of India seemed to be sitting with their legs crossed, most trying to read something but their unmoving eyes telling Demi they were too distracted or concentrating on something else. A fact that made watching them and stealing glances a lot easier, although she couldn't help but feel guilty for finding some enjoyment from their discomfort.

India for her part had her legs squeezed together, a hand firmly resting in her crotch, a faint hue of sweat gathering on her hairline as her brow furrowed occasionally as she flinched in her seat. The woman was clearly feeling her full bladder, although she was probably in a tie for the number of strange noises with Sally. Sat a couple of rows ahead the brunettes’ legs seemed to be double crossed, bounding up and down even quicker than her own as they drove. Her rigid posture and closed eyes a clear sign of the short woman's discomfort. Demi wondered how she could survive if the small coffee they had all gotten was enough to cause this level of discomfort in just a few hours, not that she could blame her for it.

Feeling the bus hit a large pothole Demi winced as she looked around the bus, her left hand pushing into her crotch. India seemingly feeling the impact severely since she was sat above the wheel arch, her eyes shooting open and her torso quivering as she moaned out loud. A similar groan escaping from many of the others, the loudest squeak unsurprisingly coming from Sally near the front.

I wonder if she is still dry... Demi thought for a second before shaking her head, trying to remove the lude thoughts from her mind. Why was she like this she thought, they were her colleagues and she had never even considered thinking anything like this in the past. The days events and build up from the week in expectation of her own private games clearly warping her mind as she remained unsatisfied.

“Sorry about that” Lena said, herself sounding unphased.

“Are we almost there?” Sally said quietly, her legs wrapping themselves around each other even tighter.

“Yes, I think its just up this road here” Lena responded, turning sharply and causing another chorus of groans to fill the bus as the contents of the women’s bladders sloshed around inside them.

Gripping herself tightly Demi was amazed at her own abilities to hold, checking out the other women all looking far more desperate but all having pee’d several times since she had. It was only then that she realised what she had done, checking her watch it had been almost 20 hours since her last bathroom visit. She had held it this morning to maximise her fun, but now as she squirmed in her seat it had been almost an entire day. 20 hours! She thought to herself, she really had outdone herself, all goals and expectations surpassed and by some margin. What was her bladder capable of?

“We are here” Lena said as the bus slowed to a holt in front of the ski lodge, several sighs of relief sounding around the bus.

“Oh thank god” Sally said in a repeat of their earlier and single break in the last 9 hours.

Despite her self praise Demi could definitely use a bathroom right about now. The game she had played was pushing her body quite far and despite surviving at least 8 hours longer than she had planned, the discomfort she was feeling was outweighing any fun she may have been planning. The heavy weight of pee sitting inside her felt like a bowling ball, pressing down on her muscles as she tried to control them in front of her colleagues and boss. Her clothes pushed outwards several centimetres by her bloated organ.

Stepping off the bus Demi was surprised at the warmth she felt, the mornings snow still piled up at the side of the car park, but it was no where near freezing.  Grabbing her bag she noticed Sally almost dragging her bag ahead of her, unable to stand upright without loosing control of her bladder. The petite 5 foot woman clearly in serious trouble, but thankfully it seemed they had arrived.

“Hold up guys, I need you to take this stuff to the meeting room!” Lena shouted behind them.

“I just need to visit the ladies!” Sally squeaked back again without stopping, but their boss was seemingly not in a kind mood.

“We cant just leave the clients goods in the bus, it will be much faster if you all just grab a box each and carry them over”

Turning around Demi could tell that it wasn’t a suggestion, Jessie rolling her eyes at her as she too joined in. Each of the women grabbing a box of supplies and uncomfortably heaving them into the air as their bladders strained. Despite the shorter time between bathroom trips, it seemed the coffee had worked her colleagues’ bladders overtime and they were suffering from their bosses generosity. In fact, Lena seemed to be the only one that didn’t seem to need a bathroom break.

“Right you guys take those over” Lena said indicating to a small lodge building to the side of the main hotel. “Code is 2222. I will go and sign us in and join you shortly.”

A loud scraping noise interrupted them as they looked over to see Sally hastily dragging a small plastic box behind her as she hurried towards the lodge with her legs pressed awkwardly together.

“Sally!” Lena called after her.

“Im sorry, I just really need to use the bathroom” She curtsied slightly in discomfort.

“What if the clients are already here and saw you doing that with the supplies they had given us?”

“I…im sorry, please I just….” Sally pleaded

“Well, if you did things properly then you might have been done already and I wouldn’t have had to interrupt you.” Their boss chastised her before shaking her had and dismissing Sally who with a loud groan and bowing legs picked up the plastic container. Now shambling slowly towards the door of the lodge.

“Put them all in the meeting room please” Lena finished as she left them too it.

Punching in the code Jessie swung the door open for the others, sally resorting to dragging the container again now their boss was out of sight.

“I am literally going to pee my pants!” She admitted as they moved the crates into the fancy meeting room. The one story wood lodge extremely modern looking from the inside, even containing half a kitchen and full bar.

“I am about 2 minutes behind you” Becca said, before leaning over and whispering “Im not even sure my underwear is still dry after the pothole.” Giggling slightly despite the seriousness of her predicament.

 Only India and Jessie seemed to be largely un effected by the lack of toilets, the red head clearly feeling better now she was out of the bus and walking around. Now that the toilets were so close it seemed that even for Demi the anxiousness of not knowing when she could pee had abated her need somewhat.

“Where do we put these?” Jessie asked as they gathered in the room, many of them squirming subtly in place and trying to play it off as trying to get warm.

“I don’t care, lets just put them here.” Sally said, letting go of the box inside the conference looking room near the centre. Shrugging the others joined in, placing or in some cases slinging the containers on or under the large glass table.

“Ok, I cant hold this any longer. Someone point me towards the toilet or im going out and peeing in the snow” Sally continued, her short legs bounding together as she looked around.

“I cant see any?” Becca replied as they looked around and Demi could see they were right, it seemed this lodge didn’t go as far as any plumbing, even the kitchen didn’t have any conventional taps or sinks, just a large emersion heater tank.

“They have got to have one in the lobby” Demi suggested, the group starting towards the door, only for it to swing open.

“Where do you think you are going?” Lena asked as she entered.

“I need the bathroom” Sally said, marching on the spot.

“And you were all just going to leave all the equipment here?”

“We were going to take it in turns” Sally lied, not caring what she had to do to get out of here and into a bathroom.

“So, that’s why you were all walking towards the door?” Lena replied raising an eyebrow.

“The door has a code, we thought it would be safe.” Jessie countered, getting a set of nods from the others.

“Fine, but one of you should stay here just in case. But now I need you to give me all your passports, apparently they need them to check you all in.”

“Can’t we do it in like 2 minutes” Sally replied.

Sighing Lena shook her head, clearly disappointed. “You know, you should all be able to control yourself better than this. This is not the kind of behaviour that I expect from….”

Lena's comment was cut off as the ground began to shake, the fake glass chandelier above them rocking back and forth as the women grabbed onto the table or walls for balance.

“Is it an earthquake?” Jessie shouted above the rumble of the ground. But moments later they watched as the windows and doors were suddenly blacked out. The lights inside flickering and leaving them in intermittent pitch black. A thundering noise enveloping the building which seemed to creak and strain from the impact. But a few moments later, as the lights came back on it seemed whatever was happening had stopped, the group taking a moment to breath in relief.

“Was that an avalanche?” Maggie asked

“No no no” Sally repeated, going over to the blocked door and trying to open it. But the push door wouldn’t move a millimetre despite the light on the key pad flashing green. “What about the windows she asked desperately?”

Going over to the few small windows that were three quarters of the way up the wall, Demi ignored the displeased look from her boss as she climbed on a chair. “I…these windows don’t open and they look pretty packed in too.

“This cant be happening!” Sally moaned, putting both hands between her pretzeled legs..

“Listen here, im sure it will all be fine. It cant be the first time this has happened, it’s a ski resort. So why don’t we just take a breath and I will go and call the reception. In the meantime, why don’t you start setting up the presentation since it seems we may be stuck here for a couple of hours.” Lena said, almost as if she had been in this situation before. Their unflappable boss truly displaying that characteristic, if she had been even 10 seconds later walking over she could have been caught in that rush of snow and yet she really didn't seem to care about what could have been.

As Lena turned to walk away, a quiet whimper escaped sally as her bladders refuge was cut off.

“Maybe it will help take our minds off it” Jessie suggested, bur none of the others seemed particularly enthused by the idea. Even those who were not as desperate as Sally would likely struggle to wait too long if no one came to rescue them. On the plus side at least the lobby was only about 100M away, surely anyone there could help dig out enough to get to them and let them into the main building. If it came to it, she could just smash the door and do it themselves and say it was broken by the avalanche.   

Attaching the laptop to the projector it seemed something wasn’t working. The lights not turning on and switches seemingly not powered.

“I think we might have a problem” Demi said as she repeatedly pressed the on button, the others looking up at her with a mixture of relief and annoyance.

“Yeah its not just that switch, I think they are all out” Maggie added, holding up her phone as if signalling the charger she had plugged in was not working.

“Maybe a fuse went or something?” Jessie asked, her legs squeezing noticeably closer together than they had been on the bus.

“Who wants to bet it on the outside of the building” India Joked.

“Ooh” Sally groaned again, “I really am about to wet myself here.”

“Look there is Lena, maybe she has some good news?” Demi pointed out as their boss came over to poke her head in.

“Bad news guys, looks like we might be here for the long run. Seems it was a pretty big one, the rescue teams are on the way but are prioritizing skiers and people that might be hurt at the bottom of the slops. They said that since we are all ok, the best they can do is probably tomorrow morning when the sun comes up.

“Tomorrow!” Becca and Maggie said simultaneously.

“Yeah, but the heating still works and some good news, they say that because of the inconvenience we have free reign on the fridge and bar supplies.”

“I..I cant hold it that long, I need to peeeeee” Sally whimpered.

“I don’t think any of us can” Becca admitted.

“I am going to wet myself any minute now” Sally continued

“You will not pee yourself!, I will not have any of my employees disgracing the name of my company with such a childish act. This company was built by strong independent women and I only employ strong independent women.” Lena said, firmly pointing a finger at Sally.

“But its been so long, I ca…”

“No, there is no excuse for this kind of behaviour. If you cant hold yourself to the levels the company demands of you then I will have no excuse but to let you go.” Lena finished, now standing firmly in the doorway.

“You cant fire us for needing to pee!” Jessie countered.

“No, But I can fire you for not managing to behave appropriately and disgracing the name of the company. If you remember, you are all on the clock right now!” she said tapping her watch. “You are all being paid for this weekend, all of it. As such, you are expected to represent the company at all times. So there are no excuses.”

“But…”Sally tried weakly.

“What did I just say.... Since you are struggling to understand me, ill rephrase it. Any woman who loses control of themselves will no longer work at this company.”

Silence filled the room, the others barely able to believe what they were hearing, how could someone expect them to hold their pee as part of their job. They all knew Lena was a task master but seriously, this was mad even for her.

“ I am going to make the most of my phones battery and go and call the home office and see what I can do. No point wasting valuable time.” Their boss finished, turning and walking towards one of the small areas, her phone apparently still able to get signal.

“She cant be serious can she?”  Jessie asked, the air of disbelief still in the room.

“I was serious, im about to pee myself.” Sally said, both hands squeezed deeply into her crotch.

“It cant be legal, to fire us for it?” Demi said quietly, her own bladder tensing up and threatening to implode from the demand she might be putting on it. She had been on the edge 8 hours ago and had walked a tightrope of control since.

“Well, even if its not. I wouldn’t want to be the one known suing her for being the woman fired for peeing herself. I mean, I can only imagine what the tabloids would do with that.” Jessie commented.

Once again silence filled the room as they took in the new commands against their body.

 

“There has to be a way of peeing without her noticing” Demi suggested in a hushed tone.

“Maybe there are some bottles in the fridge, then we can pee in them and just hide them in our bags or something.” India suggested, the first thing she had said in a while, her face now red and stance more awkward that it had been a minute earlier.

“Anything, even if its just till we come up with a better idea!” Sally said urgently.

Opening the fridge’s Becca and Maggie showed they were not going to get lucky this time. The shelves filled with what looked like “Eco” cartons of drink, even the wine and whisky was in weird pouches that once opened would be completely unusable for them to pee into.

Checking the bar itself Demi was Frustrated to see that while it lacked any sort of real plumbing, there were a row of taps for ale and beer that seemed to operate just fine.

“What about a cup?” She said holding one up

“There is nowhere to pour them out and we cant just leave a dozen cups of pee around the place, no way Lena doesn’t notice.” Jessie countered.

“Oh god” Sally uttered as she staggered a couple of steps towards the table, her hand reaching out and pressing against it as she twisted herself in desperate knots.

“Wait, what about the stuff?” Demi said, pointing towards the tubs they had carried in.

“What about them?” Jessie asked confused.

“They have stuff in from the company and they make medical devices, maybe they have some bags or pots or something to pee in” Demi said, grunting as she fell to her knees too quickly next to the boxes, her bulging bladder sloshing and complaining violently. Painful spasms caused by the shock flowing out from her bloated midsection for a few seconds before thankfully calming down again. While she may have been looking for something to help Sally, she was also hoping to find a solution for her own predicament. She had lasted 20 hours but there was absolutely no way she could last until the morning or even later if no one arrived to help them.

“I cant see anything” Jessie replied, the others grabbing a box each and looking through them.

“What are we even looking for?” India asked

“Something we can pee into without it smelling spilling or being obvious to Lena” Demi replied.

“So like a portable toilet thing?” Becca asked

“Hell, I’d seriously take a diaper at this point” Sally replied, her legs shaking violently as she continued to grip her crotch.

“Ew gross” Maggie replied, turning her nose up at the idea.

“More gross than me wetting myself right here, which im literally about to do” Sally squeaked.

“Weirdly, yes” Maggie replied, some of the others looking at her confused for a moment before continuing to dig through the treasure trove of medical devices.

“What about these” Maggie said a moment later holding up a series of silicone test tube looking things.

“Too small, now way I don’t make a mess” Sally said, urging them to find something else.

“Plus, I think we would need about a thousand for all of us to be able to pee into them.” Jessie countered before Becca made a strange noise.

“I…well we have this” Becca said holding up a long clear plastic tube.

“What is it?” Demi asked confused by her friend’s interest.

“It’s one of their new catheters. Its designed to go into their new med station things, makes it easier to handle waste and saves busy nurses a job they don’t want to do anyway”   Becca explained, clearly having read the folder Demi was supposed to have made her way through on the journey. 

“Do we have one?” Demi asked excitedly

“I…no, they are pretty big so wouldn’t fit in one of these boxes.” Becca responded, her facial expression changing slightly as she clearly considered what she was about to say next.

“But it could buy us some time” She said, looking strangely apologetic about what she had just said,

“What do you mean buy us some time, we still don’t have anything to pee into.” Jessie countered, still flicking through her box in the hope something would come up.

“I mean, we all have bladders…some bigger than others” Becca said slowly, nodding as if they were supposed to fill in the blanks.

She couldn’t really mean it right, Demi thought to herself. It had to just be her perverse mind playing tricks on her, there is no way that the others would think that.

“Look, im about to pee myself can you quit it with the riddles” Sally squeaked, the short woman doubled over in discomfort still wedging her hands between her trembling thighs.

“I mean why don’t we ‘reallocate’ some of the groups room to each other”

“I still don’t get what you mean?” Jessie said, clearly not getting it.

“She means we pee into each other” India said bluntly “Which is…Crazy” She continued, blushing as the words came out of her mouth.

“You can’t be serious” Jessie replied.

“Is it even safe?” Sally asked, her desperate mind clearly contemplating it.

“Why wouldn’t it be. Look, I know its crazy but im not going to lie I really need to pee too and I don’t know how much longer I will be able to hold it. Half an Hour, an Hour Max, the Coffee went straight through me and it wants out. I cant hold it till tomorrow...but we don’t need to, we only need to make it long enough for Lena to also need to pee. Then she will realise that holding it till tomorrow is impossible and let us pee somewhere.”

“What does that have to do with peeing into each other?” Jessie asked

“Well If we can give it to the people with the best chance of holding it the longest, then we have the best chance right. Plus… at least one of us here is known for never needing to pee at work” She paused, looking at Demi and causing a cold shiver to run down the sporty brunette’s spine.

Realising where this was going, a sense of foreboding excitement ran through her body, the prospect of being pumped full of other desperate women’s pee a concept she hadn’t even thought of but was uncomfortably enticing. Her bladders capabilities giving her somewhat of a position of power over them, able to make them wait as long as she wanted them too, to watch them squirm until they were begging her to let them pee into her.

Pressing her thighs together a raspy breath escaped between Demi’s pursed lips as she felt herself getting dangerously worked up, closing her eyes she twitched slightly as an erotically charged pulse seem to shoot upwards and make her light headed despite her best efforts to ignore her body. Wait, what did she mean, known for not peeing? Were the others watching her, paying attention to her bathroom habits? The thought of everyone in her office watching her after a long day of work, squirming in her chair and taking bets on whether she would make it. Their hungry gazes fixated on her, typing away the last email of the day, then another, and another until she couldn’t hold back any more. She’d had those dreams in the past but it turned out it was almost true.

But what followed those thoughts soon brought her back to earth, a pulse of desperation from her already maxed out bladder. There was no way, as much as she wanted to, that she would be able to hold all their pee with what was already inside her.

“I…..” Demi paused, how was she going to explain this. What could she possibly say to explain this, it seemed they knew her proclivity for not peeing and all they had seen her drink today was a single coffee and a water bottle. Nowhere near her usual amount. It wasn't like she could tell them that she hadn’t been to the toilet since yesterday evening, how she had been looking forward to her morning run with a full bladder all week, or about the  extra litre she had drunk before bed despite already feeling a need to pee. Water that combined with her coffee and fruit juice at breakfast was now pounding against the walls of her bladder unlike anything she had felt for a long time.

Feeling her face heat up she could tell how bright red she was becoming, but as thoughts of every thing she had done raced through her mind her  suddenly dry mouth just hung open unable to say anything at all.

“Sorry, I know it’s a bit weird” Becca said, looking down. Taking the blushing Demi for someone embarrassed by the suggestion or talk of her bladder.

“Please, at least a little bit for me” Sally squeaked as she pivoted hard on the spot. “Anyone?” she pleaded quietly to the room.

“Come on Demi, we have never seen you need to pee.” Jessie added, a slightly strange addition from her housemate who she knew for sure had seen her desperate, but maybe she was better at hiding it than she thought.”

“Yeah even on that company picnic last year, it was like 8 hours and you didn’t leave once to use the bathroom.” India added.

“See, I bet you don’t even need to pee now” Jessie said, the others getting increasingly excited by the idea of a way out.

“I do need to pee a bit” Demi lied, her heart fluttering at the understatement of the month. She had never spoken so openly about this to anyone and now people were demanding she talk to them about her ability to hold, the size of her bladder and her peeing habits.

“See its been like 10 hours and you only need to pee a little bit, you will be fine!” Becca said enthusiastically.

Demi could feel the room turning against her, not that she was putting up much of a fight. She knew she should say no, her bladder was already full…or was it. The quiet voice in the back of her mind was shoving its way forwards again, teasing her, telling her to go further, she wasn’t really at her limits after all.

“Ok fine, but just enough to out hold Lena” Wait…had that come out of her mouth? Demi had surprised herself, not so reluctantly agreeing to Becca’s strange plan. But feeling the butterflies in her chest and lower down, she was doing her best not to be overcome by another sensation as the others grouped around her and Sally, were they going to watch?

As Becca handed her the device she waved a hand dismissively at the others for some privacy, even with her secret exhibitionist nature she would never really do anything like that especially with work colleagues.

Quickly reading the pamphlet she managed to get things connected on her end, looking up to see the lock jawed Sally squirming on the spot.

“So how does it…” But Demi was cut off as Sallys shoulders sagged, her movements slowing and moments later a strange heat began filling Demi’s abdomen. Her already full and bloated bladder stretching more as the contents of Sally’s bladder fired its way across into hers. The poor woman clearly close to her limit, twitching in the release of her pee.

Grunting Demi’s hands fanned out across her distended bladder, feeling its contents swirling and churning with the new additional liquid. Each second that passed causing spasms to fly through her abdomen, her breath catching in her throat as the unusual sensations continued.

“Oooo” Demi whimpered softly, a painful cramp causing her to double over and groan. She knew she could have held back the noise but she hoped it would signal to Sally to stop, not wanting to ask her to do it too soon for the weak bladdered woman to make it. But at the same time feeling her body reaching its limits rather quickly.

Despite this, the seconds continued to pass and so did the liquid from the tiny woman. Demi’s bladder continuing to inflate like a balloon inside her, her muscles clenching instinctively to try and slow the flow. But still, she didn’t say anything, biting her lip she watched the liquid flow through the tube in an almost morbid fascination. Finally Sally ran dry, the “little bit” to help her hold clearly turning out to be her entire bladders worth.

“Oh god, I am so sorry.” Sally stammered, looking up at Demi.

For her part she was breathless, sweaty and her entire body was tingling in excitement, nervousness, pain and pleasure. Truly it was something new, unlike anything she had felt, her body doing something completely foreign to her and she wasn’t sure if it was the worst or greatest feeling of her life.

“I… its ok” Demi said hoarsely as she flinched from a strong spasm, her hand resting on her enlarged bladder that was now pressing even tighter against her athletic ware. The elastic waist cutting into her abdomen but struggling to cover up the bulge entirely.

“Ok me next!” Becca announced, the group clearly having watched them from around the corner of the room. Its large glass partitions not really offering any cover for them.

“Wait what?” Demi asked, raising an eyebrow.

“C’mon C’mon C’mon” Becca said, waving a hand at Sally to give her the device so she could relieve herself.

“Wait, I didn’t agree to this.” Demi uttered in slight shock.

“You cant just let Sally go and not the rest of us. We all need to go and there is no way we can hold it much longer” Becca continued.

“Hey, this was only supposed to be for Sally and then we would try and find another way” Demi protested again.

“There are no other ways” Maggie added, standing in what seemed to next in line to fill her with her arms crossed and legs stepping urgently from side to side.

Looking around Demi could see it was true, the large plastic boxes contents now sprawled around the room, with no bottles, containers or anything to use there really were no other options. But that didn’t mean it had to be her right.

“So, You will all just have to hold it. Look I have already taken one for Sally the rest of you will just have to cope.”

“The only reason we are in this predicament is because you and Jessie were late. Otherwise we could have stopped several times on the way down.” Maggie responded, her eyes showing some actual resentment towards Demi.

“Hey, I was supposed to even be here” Demi replied, trying to defend herself.

“Yeah but now you are, although Jessie is as much to blame as you.” Maggie replied, looking over to the dark skinned beauty staying quiet near the corner.

“No way, you are not coming near me with that thing” Jessie said, holding her hands up.

“Really, so you think Demi should get it all even though you were the one to say she would be ready to Lena?” India said accusingly.

“Well, I didn’t know she was out, or what Lena would do.” Jessie said a little flustered.

“Come on Jessie, you know you also have a strong bladder too. Just enough to take the edge off a couple of us.” Becca said, starting to dance side to side as Sally was caught between giving her the tube and listening to Demi.

Standing there Demi wasn’t sure how much more she could take. Her even fuller bladder still giving her grief from the first load from Sally. Maybe it was the fact that this would spread it out, or maybe she subconsciously wanted to filled, but either way the next thing that came out of her mouth was an agreement. She would take half and Jessie would take the other, despite her house mates objections it seemed they were falling on deaf ears.

Maggie had found another tube and was currently forcing it into the hands of Jessie, while Becca had finally gotten the tube from Sally and had rapidly attached herself to it.

“Oooahhhh” Becca moaned in relief.

“Just a bit, remember,” Demi said as she gritted her teeth, the uncomfortable sensation of her bladder being filled starting up once again. The strange heat radiated through her core, her hands exploring her stretching body excitedly despite the painful pressure building inside her.

“Okay that’s enough” Demi said more forcefully this time.

“Oooh ahh” Becca groaned, clenching her thighs as a couple of seconds later she managed to stem the flow, keeping enough in herself to stop Demi exploding on the spot.

Breathing heavily Demi pressed both hands into her crotch, Suring up her defences and helping her unhappy muscles to hold.

 

“Stop, Stop, STOP!” Jessie cried out behind them, a sense of real urgency easy to hear in her voice as Maggie peed into her.

“I’ve only just stared, URGH, I cant” Maggie cried quietly.

“I cant, my bladder!” Jessie whimpered as she cradled her stomach. Despite still showing no signs of a bladder bulge, it was clear that she was feeling the impacts of the stream from Maggie which was continuing.

Resorting to groaning Jessie was twitching on the spot, her face screwed up in discomfort as she squirmed. Her comprehension no longer even able to tell Maggie to stop, which was fortunate because it didn’t seem like she was planning, or able too. For 20 more seconds a clear liquid flowed through the tube, forcing its way into Jessie.

The connected women groaning softly but for opposite reasons. Maggie enjoying relieving herself for the first time in almost 5 hours, while a low whine escaped Jessie as she reluctantly accepted the other woman's pee despite having been denied a bathroom break herself for the same amount of time.

Finally the flow stopped, Maggie looking up sheepishly as she realised what she had done. Apparently neither her nor Sally could control themselves. The pair of them fully emptying themselves into Demi and Jessie, their tardiness coming back to haunt them.

“MMMMmm” Jessie hummed through her pursed lips, holding up a finger aggressively to stop Maggie speaking.

Looking on Demi half expected to see the liquid shoot back down the tube and back into the smaller woman. But somehow as the others watched on nervously Jessie acclimatised to her new bladders fullness.

“I…I cant hold this, there is no way” The brunette said firmly, the group still trying to be quiet to keep what they were doing a secret from their boss on the other side of the building.

Clearly wondering the same thing as Demi, Maggie decided it was best to not wait any longer and disconnected herself, offering the free end to India.

“No!” Jessie said firmly “ I will piss myself if you go anywhere near that, and I’ll sure as anything take you all down with me.” She threatened, still half doubled over and holding herself.

“But I need to pee” India said, her exclamation strangely innocent sounding as she curtsied in the middle of the group.

“Use Demi, I am full” Jessie announced, clearly indicating she was done with this idea even if they were trying to blackmail the pair of them.

 

Not even really waiting for any permission India slowly walked over, moving towards taking the tube still connected to Demi who was really starting to regret accepting this crazy idea. She had already taken all of Sally’s and probably half of Maggie’s bladder on top of her own that she would previously have listed as full. How she was still holding was a mystery to her, even as she looked down at her massive bulge of a bladder she wondered where it was going and how much more would fit there. She was clearly capable of far more than she thought, her body reaching new extremes as it was pumped full. Yet even as it ached, painful pulses shooting across her taught skin she could feel the pleasure following it. The strange ecstatic tingles all over her body, radiating out enticingly.

“I guess I don’t have any choice” Demi said, accepting her fate and strangely not hating the thought of it. Although, as fun as it may have been seeming in the short term, she would likely hate it in the long run. But how long could Lena really hold it, she had never exhibited any super holding abilities…although Demi had never really paid much attention to it.

“Can we do this somewhere more private?” India said as she took the tube.

But holding her hands up, there really was nowhere else to go.

“I don’t think I can do it with you all watching, would you mind going in there maybe?” India asked, blushing as she asked Demi to do it in the state of the art business suite. Despite the glass walls it seemed not being in the same room would help her, not that it made any difference to Demi.

“Sure, why don’t you guys grab a seat and we will be over shortly” Demi smiled, nodding towards the leather sofa’s and book shelves in the corner of the large wood cabin.

 

“Thank you” India said as she approached Demi to get the tube, having not got that far last time.

Going to hand it over Demi was suddenly surprised by the closeness of her co-workers face which had appeared right next to her. The red head leaning in towards her, a strange smile on her face.

“I know why you are doing this.” The red head said, smugness and a tint of something else audible in her tone.

“What” Demi said, trying to sound as innocent as possible. She couldn’t possibly mean what she said right?

“You forget, I am the ICT girl, I fix all your computers and see all your dirty little secrets.” India whispered almost seductively, her face close enough that Demi was sure she could feel the warmth coming from her cheeks as she swallowed deeply and tried to compose her voice so it wouldn’t crack when she finally spoke.

“I don’t…”

“You really should delete your browsing history before asking someone to fix something on it. I didn’t even go looking, it was just there in the most visited when I opened it up to connect to our sever.” India smiled, turning away from Demi now clutching the tube. Although strangely her posture was now much more relaxed, her desperation seemingly having disappeared instantly.

“What do you want?” Demi asked quietly, still blushing madly, her entire body hotter than she thought possible, but not in a good way. This was humiliating, to have someone else know her secret, she was usually so careful, how could she have slipped up!

“Nothing, except to use you when I need to tonight. I’m not as much into holding it as you, although I expect you will have enough fun watching the others squirm.” India said calmly, although there was clearly a small tremor in her voice, one that if she hadn’t been so preoccupied with her own situation Demi may have noticed.

“And?” Demi asked nervously

“Nothing.” India said, shrugging.

“Wait, that’s it?” Demi asked, slightly relieved.

“What yeah, I mean ive known for months. I hadn’t planned on doing anything with that information but then….” India stopped herself. “You know…” she indicated to the door currently still blocked in by the snow.

“Fine, but you better not get me fired.” Demi replied defensively.

“Trust me, that’s not my intention” India said lowering her shoulders and relaxing her torso now the tube was attached.

A few moments later and without warning, Demi once again felt her taught bladder filling even more. Closing her eyes she breathed deeply, more powerful and painful pulses shooting out from the core of her body.

But to her surprise after only 10 – 12 seconds she felt the stream stopped, was that it?

Opening her eyes she looked at India, puzzled as to why her would be black mailer was holding back.

“Why, I mean what..”

Smiling India let out a single laugh.

“Where would be the fun in that. Besides, I don’t really need to go. I just thought I would take the edge off and give you a taste. You see I wont be doing a Maggie and blowing my load in one go, so to speak. I want you to start getting comfortable, maybe thinking you can hold it, only for me to come calling.”

Why was India doing to this, she had been nothing but nice to her at work. But worse, why was she enjoying this, she should hate it. She was being black mailed; her secret being used against her. Her bladder was literally being dominated, controlled, and filled by someone else who didn’t care how full she was. Someone who would likely keep peeing into her all night in secret…

“Ooohoa” Demi moaned as a shiver of pure pleasure ran up her spine.  The noise causing another smirk to appear on India’s face opposite her.

“Should we go and join the others?” India said, carefully folding up the tube and placing it into her pocket.

 

Walking back out into the main room Demi watched as India seemed to switch back to her quiet but social woman persona. Her bladders dominator walking over to the kitchen area Demi felt her bladder churn and a pit open in her stomach.

“So who wants a drink, I am parched” India announced, pulling herself a pint of beer from the tap.

“Sure” the others all agreed other than Jessie, the group clearly enjoying their empty bladder and almost instantly forgetting the discomfort they were in mere minutes earlier.

Demi wanted to say something to stop them, but looking up she caught India’s gaze which told her not to do or say anything. Her mouth opening for a moment before she closed it, keeping her objection to herself as she watched the large pint glasses begin to be filled with the frothing amber liquid.

 

 

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So there we have it, the scene is set but how will it play out? Most of the group are enjoying their empty bladders while Demi and Jessie are not so lucky. India has revealed herself to Demi, but where will it go from here?

 

I hope people enjoyed that chapter. 

Once again, I really appreciate all the nice words from everyone. 

 

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This is getting better and better 

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It gets better and better with every chapter!

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Chapter 4: Tipping the Scales

Sitting down with the others Demi eyed them slightly, the group clearly relaxing as they drank their beers. The free booze taking the edge off what would ordinarily have been a bit of a worrying predicament. After all, while they may no longer need to pee they were still trapped.

“Crisps?” India asked still near the bar, holding up a packet of salted crisps and other bar snacks before tossing some to each of them as they held up their hands.

Crossing her legs, Demi instead put a hand on her thigh, pressing firmly into her skin as she leaned forwards slightly. Her bladder and body were throbbing in desperation and discomfort as it tried to get attuned to the new contents and pressure inside her. Looking down she could see her bladder sticking out several inches at this point, the pot belly replacing her ordinarily flat stomach. Its contents continuing to swirl and press up against her muscles that somehow, were still holding the ocean inside at bay.

But in forcing her body to do so, she was really pushing it to its limits. Even as she sat there, her legs tightly crossed and trying to act normally, her entire body was burning. Sweat starting to form all over her as a stress response to what she was making it do, even her well trained muscles were starting to struggle with her demands.

Chewing her bottom lip she could feel the nerves creeping back in, her legs uncrossing and re-crossing the other way around. There was absolutely no way she could hold it much longer and yet she wanted to. Caught in a strange feeling of not wanting to let India down by wetting herself almost a stronger impulse to hold than loosing her job. But feeling a painful fork shoot up her right side where running gear constricted her bladder, she decided she’d had enough of this.

“Im going to go and get changed” She said, the others looking over or not caring about what she had just said as they enjoyed their new comfort.

 

Grabbing her bag she found a secluded corner, stripping off her athletic ware she breathed in relief as her bladder was finally able to expand fully. The tight line across her abdomen leaving her skin red and almost bruised looking due to the force being applied by her bloated bladder.

Pressing on it she squirmed, her legs squeezing together as she played with her bladder. Looking down she looked weeks if not months pregnant at this point, the normal sized bladder bulge she had seen more than once with her holds, replaced by a giant mound. Her skin pulled tight over her extended midsection so painfully full of pee. Taking a finger she tried to press it in again, but it was completely rock sold, her organ clearly full to the brim and unable to be compressed by a not so gentle prod.

Groaning quietly as she leant over to grab her pyjama’s jogging bottoms and a loose shirt she was still finding a way of enjoying the sensations going on inside her as she stayed bent over a few extra moments to enjoy the pressure. Her mind going back to last night when she had worn these clothes, blissfully unaware of the day that would follow her. If she had known would she had peed? or would she have held it anyway? She honestly didn’t know at this point, something that was slightly concerning to her. But then again, when was the last time she actually had fun, or did anything that felt as exciting as this. Her life had become monotonous in the worst way, but now she found herself living one of her ultimate sexual fantasies and surrounded by other desperate women. Was this why she was enjoying it so much, because it was so unlike anything she had done in months or years? What her younger self wouldn't have given to be in this position, although if it hadn't been her co-workers and boss it would probably have been more fun. Especially given the extra unseen forces for India somehow finding out her secret, but she had known for months and not said anything? Demi's  thoughts going back to the conversation and now able to process her remarks.

Why had India waited until now, she would have let her use her just like the others anyway. Why admit what she knew to her?

Looking over she couldn’t help but see India in a new light, no longer the quiet social able one she was a cruel mistress hidden under the cute exterior. She couldn't believe how she had switched so easily between her bladders task master and friendly co-worker to the others, look at her over there at the bar, the way the light danced off her long scarlet hair, her smile even the way she laughed at something Becca said…shit, was she getting feelings for her co-worker… No, its just the haze of desperation she tried to convince herself.

Kicking her clothes into her bag instead of risking bending over, Demi gave herself a moment to press between her legs both for the enjoyment and reassurance it gave her that she could hold. The pressure had abated a little with the much looser clothing, although even with the ribbon pulls completely loose her trousers were tighter than she could ever remember them being.

 

Walking back out she took her seat again, sitting down slowly and carefully she saw a knowing smile from India.

“Hey, so we were just asking. If you could live in any tv series, book or film universe what would you choose?” Sally asked cheerfully, clearly feeling a lot better.

“Uuuhh…” Demi responded, surprised by the random question.

“So far we have had, Narnia from Sally, Avengers from Jessie..”

“For Captain America” Jessie chimed in, her face still looking a little clammy but appearing much calmer than she had earlier. Knowing the feeling Demi was sure that the pulses and extreme discomfort she had felt the first time had likely subsided and helped Jessie feel more in control again. 

“You realise Chris Hemsworth exists in this world right?”  Demi asked, getting a thoughtful look from her housemate as if she had never considered that.

“Star wars from Maggie and I said Lord of the Rings.” Becca finished the round.

“I dunno, maybe Westworld?” Demi shrugged

“Oh yeah!” Jessie laughed, a couple of others smirking at her.

“What?” Demi asked, although she was already regretting her answer now she had thought about it.

“Nothing, but we all know what that park was really made for” Becca joked.

“Gross, no its just I love cowboy stuff but who wants to die of Polio.” Demi countered their remarks.

“Don’t you have to be rich to go to the park thing in that show?” India asked, still leaning on the bar.

“Well yeah, but come on if Jessie can pick Marvel to date Captain America, I can be rich in mine?”

“Fair” Becca said, holding an open bag of crisps towards her.

Taking a crisp Demi smiled for the first time in what felt like ages. Her body relaxing slightly despite complaints from her bladder as she sat back and the group started to get to know each other without the distractions of phone or televisions.

 

 

 

“Guys, I need to pee again.” Becca announced a couple of hours later, her leg bouncing having increased steadily through the evening. The cheerful atmosphere leading to a couple more drinks and snacks as the group enjoyed the break from what had turned out to be a stressful day.

“Well you are just going to have to hold it.” Jessie said sternly, her demeanour had also become more carefree until the unpleasant reminder of what she had done earlier.

“I do too…” Sally said quietly, despite having emptied herself fully it seemed her small bladder was going to cause them yet more trouble if they were all still going to try and make it without anyone being fired.

“Maybe Demi you could..”

“Oh no, im done.” Demi said, pointing with a large crisp in her hand and drawing a line in the air.

“But…” Sally squeaked

“Im not the one who drank the beers, I might have been part of the problem with us being late but this time its on you guys to hold”. She said firmly but trying not to spoil the atmosphere. She felt a little bad, but she really was full and now they would just be taking advantage of her earlier kindness. It may have been exciting and fun to begin with, but now things were starting to get serious. All of the relief that changing into her casual wear had brought her, had steadily disappeared with each extra minute her bladder was tasked with holding back at least 3 bladders worth of pee. She had taken her one for the team, she was done!

“Please, just a little I am sure Lena needs to pee by now.” Sally begged.

“Where is Lena anyway?” 

“I guess she is still on a call?” Demi said craning her neck around to check for her boss.

“Well maybe she already needs to pee, she cant be on her own all night. We just have to wait a little longer.” Maggie said, her crossed legs clearly including herself in the ones waiting.

“But what if she doesn’t need to pee?” Sally asked glumly.

“Then we make her need to pee” India replied, her tone suggesting it was a casual remark despite the strangeness of it.

“What does that mean?” 

“I mean we just get her talking about something and ply her with some drinks. Eventually after a few pints she will need to pee and then maybe she will come up with something, or at least relent on us having to hold it all night.”

“You cant be serious?” Maggie questioned suspiciously. 

“Why not” India shrugged “Its not like we are doing anything mean, we are just giving her a couple of drinks and its up to her how to act right? Who knows she might actually have a solution we haven't thought of”

“I like this plan, maybe we should start it sooner rather than later though?” Becca nodded, her legs pressing against each other tightly.

“Sure, Ill go take her some water assuming the taps work?” Demi said, slowly raising her bloated form from the chair, her muscles complaining at being taken from their comfy refuge as gravity took control of the mass of pee contained within her body.

Walking over to the bar she searched through the cupboards, finding a large pitcher she inspected the base 2.74L, was that too much? Well she didn’t have to drink it all.

Grabbing the pitcher she began to fill it, the noise of the immersion tap causing her to squirm in place as the clear water splashed noisily into the glass container. Filling it to the brim she grabbed an empty glass and started towards where her boss had been for the last couple of hours.

Knocking on the door softly she could hear one half of a conversation, so she was still awake and on the phone. Stepping in she placed the water down on a table with the glass, getting an appreciative nod from her boss who was pacing around, clearly anxious about something. Taking a moment to glance around the room Demi could see a couple of bottles of water and other things piled neatly in the rubbish bin, she had clearly been helping herself to contents of the mini fridge without anyone realising.

Walking back out and closing the door the others gave her a look as to ask how it had gone, but Demi just shrugged, what were they expecting from her. Its not like their boss would have pissed herself in secret. “She is still on a call, doesn’t seem to be going that well but who knows.”

“So now what?” Sally asked eagerly.

“We just wait, at some point she will need to pee.” Demi said confidently, moaning softly as she sat down again, her back thankful for the support of the seat. The added weight of pee inside her pulling at not just her bladders muscles.

 

However, 45 minutes came and went as the group sat there in hopeful anticipation, but there was still no sign of their boss, the women all showing increasing levels of desperation as time ticked on. Becca having half emptied herself a couple of hours earlier was seemingly filling back up to previous levels, while Sally who had been completely empty was regretting the two pints of beer that India had plied her with. As evening passed into night the room had become a lot quieter as most small talk gave way to silent desperation.

“Hey Demi, did you say you had some pain killers earlier, think I am getting a head ache?” India said breaking the tension and rubbing her temple. Although Demi didn’t remember saying anything about pain killers during her conversations.

“Yeah I chucked some in your bag” Jessie said from her position now all but curled up in the foetal position on one of double the couches, her arms wrapped around her abdomen and both hands pressing deeply between her legs as she held her bladder at bay. But as one of the only ones not to drink, it seemed she had managed to almost adjust to the constant need to pee from the liquid that had been forced into her. A single coffee and Maggie’s full but seemingly small bladder enough to give her some discomfort but not enough to break her…yet.

“Ok, ill come and help you look” India said, standing and heading towards the office where they had dumped their bags. Standing slowly Demi breathed out heavily through her nose as she once again felt the strain of standing. Her muscles growing impatient with her long hold and wanting to finally free themselves of the burden of pee sitting inside her bladder

“You know I could probably have found them on my own” Demi said, a little confused why India had come with her, but a moment later the smile on the red heads face reminded her of their little arrangement. Not that she had forgotten, but she had successfully put it to the back of her mind given the fun and casual evening they had all spent chatting.

“Well I was about to explain, but going off that look on your face I’m guessing you figured it out.” India said smugly, rummaging through Demi’s things.

“What do we have here?” She added, holding up a tube and shaking it slightly a few moments later.

“They are hydration tablets from my run this morning” Demi answered.

“My my, we did come prepared.” India smiled again before pocketing them “Who knows, they might prove useful. But we should get this started, otherwise the others might get suspicious and we wouldn’t want them thinking they had been short changed and demanding to use you as well would we.”

“No” Demi said softly, the proposition sounding much less fun than it had 3 hours ago.

“How are you feeling by the way.” India asked, a hint of genuine concern in her voice.

“Full” Demi moaned, her hands moving to her bloated bladder that seemed to be quivering in anticipation. The dull pulses and pains shooting through her for the last few hours almost becoming normal, her long hold taking her muscles and body to the edge and forcing it to stay there for hours on end. But now she was about to move the edge, another load of pee was on its way as she looked down at the tube, time almost seeming to slow down as it approached her. But then it was there, the warm tightness, aching and painful while India breathed out in relief.

This time Demi could almost feel her bladder creaking under the strain as she stretched it once more, the new intake surpassing the last as she bit down on her hand to stop herself groaning in discomfort. A muffled noise escaping but hopefully not loud enough for anyone to hear.

On and on the pee went, it was probably only seconds but It felt like so much more to Demi. Her straining muscles sending signal after signal through her body, her nerves transmitting the instruction that her bladder was full, but still she ignored them, even as the pressure grew.

Gripping herself as tightly as she could Demi hissed out another complaint as she clenched her jaw and stood rigidly on the spot, hoping to turn to stone or some other way of holding herself together. Although as she felt another painful pulse, she wondered if stone would be enough or would it crack against the pressure building up inside of her body.

Finally after what felt like an age the flow stopped, India once again stemming the flow and not relieving herself fully. Was this pity or was this cruelty, to need to fill her later once more.

With a shaky hand Demi handed back the device to India before thrusting it back between her legs, doubling over as the strongest spasms yet tore through her body. Wave after wave of desperation flowing up from her bladder as her entire body seemed to be contracting around it. Pressing both hands deeply between her clenching thigh’s, and feeling her core muscles trembling under the new weight of pee inside her she groaned softly again. Cupping herself she felt the first cracks in her defence appear as she spasmed uncontrollably, her bladder still sealed shut but threatening to release her long held waters. The tremors feeling deeper and more desperate than they had until now. A strange feeling as though her very body was fighting itself, impulse against muscle.

 Finally after a few perilous moments of worrying she might actually be about to wet herself, Demi managed to slowly straighten up. Pressing her legs together she controlled her breathing and as quick as her overburdened body would allow she followed India back to the main group.

Sitting down carefully she twitched slightly, the position now applying pressure even when sitting. Her bladder spilling out onto her lap and had she not had her muscular thighs under her, she would have thought that her bladder would have been touching the chair between her legs, such was its size. Stroking a strand of hair from her sweaty face she tucked it behind her ear, flexing her neck to work out a crick as even it seemed to be under more strain than normal.

“You ok, you look a little pale” Sally asked, her own legs double crossed and bouncing up and down. Part of Demi had forgotten about her and the others increasing needs, but she was in no condition to help them now.

“Just a little tired” She lied

“It has been a long day” Sally smiled back.

Hearing a quiet rattling coming from the corner room the group looked over, mostly in relief to see their boss walking towards them with an empty pitcher in hand.

“Does anyone have a phone with an unlimited plan. Mine has just died, turns out the man who sold this to me in the shop was clearly lying about its all day battery.” She lamented to the group.

“Sorry mines dead”, “Me too” the group announced together as their boss rolled her eyes. “What was wrong with the old phones, mine use to last all week never mind all day.” She uttered to the group, the comment making her seem much older than she was.

“You want a drink boss?” India said, the term both a familiar name they used but also something she was happy with as it still showed her the seniority she had over them.

“Sure, but you lot had better not be getting drunk. We still have business to do tomorrow.” She looked around the room sternly.

“No, just a couple of beers.” Maggie replied, appeasing their boss who on this trip was reaching new levels of professional expectations of their behaviours.

Looking over Demi couldn’t help but meet the eyes of India who had a glint in her eye again, her hands disappearing beneath the table for a few seconds as she carefully watched the group. Soon they reappeared above the glass, trying to subtly drop something into the drink. The half filled pint glass frothing slightly before India swirled it around and put it back under the tap to fill it up to the top. The white head covering any evidence of what had just transpired.

Going wide eyed Demi looked away, almost not wanting to see the incriminating evidence of what must have just happened. Her task master clearly spiking her bosses drink with the hydration tablets she had “confiscated” earlier. From her experience one was enough to increase her need to pee subtly, but quickly over an hour or so. She didn’t know how many India had put in, but it was clearly more than one from the amount of fizzing. The extra strength and caffeine boosted tablets sure to make an impact. But, while part of her knew she should say something, another part knew this was likely the only way that she let alone Sally would get to pee tonight. Their bosses bladder seemingly indomitable as she sat with her legs apart, several bottles of water, coffee and even a large pitcher of water not enough to make her show the slightest signs of needing a bathroom. Her earlier pacing must have just been due to the call.

Watching her boss take the glass from India she sipped it, nodding approvingly at the taste which apparently she liked.

“Bit of a strange fruity after taste but not bad” She summarised leaning back. Getting a couple of strange looks from the others, none of who remembered it tasting fruity. Likely down to the lack of dissolved summer fruit tablets in theirs…as far as Demi was aware.

“Now what?” Sally mouthed to Demi as her legs bounced in a more restrained manner. Their bosses appearance clearly making the young women reign in her desperate antics, but given it had been over 3 hours again since her last bathroom break, she would likely be as desperate as ever.

Now sitting in almost silence the group awkwardly exchanged glances between each other, unsure of what to talk about with their boss right there. The not even middle aged woman not known for idle chit chat or games, her professional demeanour apparently a constant affair and not just something she put on at work. Thinking about it, Demi wasn’t sure if she knew a single thing about the woman in front of her. But feeling her bladder complaining again, she knew she needed something, anything to take her mind of it and to put the painful impulses and cramping muscles to the back of her mind.

“So um…” Demi started before really thinking about what she was going to say. “How did the call go?” she panicked, defaulting to work talk and getting a couple of eye rolls from her colleagues.

“Oh you know, standard bureaucracy and incompetence." She said taking another long swig of her drink. “You see our partners at Jenkins and sons are supposed to be managing the Bradstreet expansion right, but they have literally no idea what they are doing.” Taking another long swig from her drink Lena stared off into the distance thinking for a moment, Demi catching a look from Sally as if to keep going. She was a little confused until she saw that Lena had drained almost three quarters of her beer already. The others in the group catching on as India seemingly began pouring another beer, ready to swap out for their bosses one. A strange sense of excitement filling the glances between the group as they realised they might be on to something here. Apparently talking about other peoples incompetence was some what of an inhibitor remover for their boss, enabling them to start sneaking drinks through her defences and increasing their chances she would need to pee.

Sure enough a couple of minutes later she set her empty glass down to the side, it was almost immediately replaced by India who couldn’t help but wink to Demi as she passed causing her to blush madly.

“You know” Lena said picking up her new drink and still pondering. “The real problem is that their leadership is too lax, they give their employees to much freedom and that means that they get away with working slowly.” Stopping again for another swig she this time turned to look directly at Demi “If I was them, I’d get rid of all of the middle management. Just have it like we do, Boss” she said pointing at herself with her thumb, “and then workers.” She said now indicating to them. “If they lack the ability to manage a team in person, then they shouldn’t be in charge of a whole company” she finished.

“Get rid of all of them?” Maggie asked, trying to keep the conversation as India already began refilling her previous glass.

As all attention moved to their boss it seemed to lift the groups spirits, they had formed a single group with a single mission, fill their boss with as much liquid as she could take. With each cup that was drunk, their chances of not being fired by the woman drinking them increased.

But even as minutes became hours and the seventh pint was finished, it seemed their bosses bladder really was bottomless. A fact that was not lost on any of the increasingly stressed looking women sat around on the chairs. Even Demi was feeling her bladder throb more and more, despite only taking tiny sips from a glass of water next to her. The optimism the pints had given her an hour ago, not surviving this far as she crossed her legs tightly, squeezing them against each other rhythmically.

“Well then, I think we should maybe call it a night. It is getting late and I want you all up bright and early tomorrow so we can make the most of the day.” Lena said, finishing off the remnants of her pint and standing up while patting her stomach as if taunting them. Demi’s bladder spasming hard as if it had been hit instead.

Leaving them too it, the group stared at each other in disbelief, their plan in tatters despite going off without a hitch.

“I have to pee!” Sally whined as the gathered around.

“Your telling me, I cant believe she didn’t need to go. What are we supposed to do?” Maggie asked nervously.

“Maybe some of the snow has melted and we can get the door to move?” Becca said hopefully, but after a quick check it was easy to see that the compact white layer trapping them in was as solid as ever. Now the sun had gone down and the temperature dropped it seemed even more jammed as the melted snow became Ice.

“Now what?” Maggie asked again, her hands in her crotch as she began stepping quickly from one foot to the next.

“I cant last until tomorrow, I will barely make it 10 minutes” Sally whined, all hope having left the group as their boss seemed completely unphased by what she had drunk. Their last-ditch attempt for some comfort tonight had come to absolutely nothing. With the realisation they were all but bared from peeing, their bladders wanted rid of the last 5 hours’ worth of pee with renewed force. Checking her watch it was gone 10PM, many of them somehow lasting longer than they had even on the bus, but as such their control or at least confidence seemed to be slipping.

“Maybe we could….” Maggie started, turning to Demi with a hand open to her.

“No, I said earlier im done with that.” Demi shut them down again.

“But you look like you are still so confident, you barely look more desperate than you did earlier.” Becca added sweetly, a sense of slight jealously detectable in that comment. 

Standing with her legs pressed tightly against each other Demi couldn’t argue that she was still doing well. She didn’t know how or why, but no matter how much was pushed into her overfilled bladder it didn’t break, just like it never had before without her giving up control. The last lost from India had pushed her further than she had ever been, although that wasn’t about to stop being true from this point on.

The strong pulses and almost disastrous quivers from her bladder had somewhat subsided with no fresh intake for at least 2 hours. In fact, other than the pain and stretched skin, she felt in control. Her giant bladder troubling her massively but securely shut away, something she couldn’t say the same about for the dancing women in front of her. Watching them pee dance it tugged at her heart in both a kind but also horrible way that made her feel a little guilty for enjoying it so much. She was sure the events of this day would surly be burned into her mind for the rest of her life, not that she had much time to enjoy them at the moment.

“Please” Sally begged looking up at her. “I don’t want to get fired”.

“I don’t know if I can…” Demi said slightly breathlessly.

“Ok what if its just us 3? The others don’t seem as bad as us” Maggie joined in, indicating to her Sally and Becca.

“I….I suppose I could take a little, but I mean a little. My bladder cant take that much or it will explode and you can be the one explaining it to Lena.”

Getting a series of nods from the three desperate women Demi Sighed, what was she doing she thought to herself. This was madness, in fact the entire day had been madness. First her run which she had already thought she was desperate before getting interrupted. A 9 hour journey into a different country, an avalanche and to top it all off she was about to be filled with her co-workers pee, and not even for the first time.

On unsteady legs Demi walked towards the private corner they had been using, pausing for a moment as she felt India attempt to secretly hand her the tube so the others wouldn’t get suspicious.

Standing awkwardly the three of them clearly trying to wait patiently but failing as she entered the room a few moments after them.

“Me first, I only went partly last time, so im still dying from then” Becca said hurriedly as she bobbed  her knees, a gleeful look on her face as if she had won a prize when no one objected.

Getting it connected was much harder this time, her control now linked to muscles that had been locked in a vice like grip for almost half a day.

“R…Ready?” the smaller woman asked.

Biting her lip Demi did the best she could to prepare for what was going to happen. Nodding slowly she saw Becca’s legs wobble as she let go, the tube rumbling slightly as more hot pee steamed towards her begrudging bladder.

Wincing involuntarily she felt her already stretched bladder forced to grow even more. Her body fighting what she was doing every step of the way as she groaned quietly, Becca pushing her own desperate relief onto Demi. Almost instantly the pressure inside her had doubled if not tripped, causing her to take a sharp intake of breath.

“Ok stop now.” Demi said after only a few seconds as her hands moved to support her creaking bladder.

“Im trying” Becca squeaked, twisting her legs she just about managed to stem the tide, doubling over and placing a hand on her thigh as a few final spurts fought their way through and down the tube into Demi.

“Thank you” Becca panted, rubbing her aching but now thankfully a little emptier bladder.

Wasting no time Sally had seemingly already undressed down to her underwear and grabbed the tube from Becca, giving poor Demi almost no time to recover before she was attached to the next cruel donor.

With little warning and even as her bladder continued to spasm from Becca's load, she felt Sally's pee already entering her. Feeling her bladder protest violently as the second dose of pee flooded in. Unable to stop herself Demi groaned loudly, doubling over and balling up her hands into tight fists as she fought back the discomfort. Last time it hadn’t been pleasant but this time there was just so much extra pressure, as if she was finally reaching her bodies physical limits. Her still growing bladder feeling as if it was almost being crushed inwards by everything around her again.

“Im…” Demi groaned, unable to form words and tell the petite woman to stop.

But as she let out a louder groan, her entire body shaking violently with a spasm, she felt the flow of urine stop. Either Sally was doing what she said she would, or she was taking pity on her. Either way she didn’t care, her entire body was racked with desperation. But it wasn’t over yet.

Stepping up next to the almost conveyor belt of bladder fillers, Maggie grabbed the tube from Sally who was starting to think this had been a bad idea. But watching those two relieve themselves, even slightly, had been too much for Maggie. Her bladder had almost released its contents in sympathy, not that she was showing any to Demi. In a swift action Maggie took the device and attached it to herself, her underwear sporting a small wet spot that showed just how close she was to losing it. Immediately a new torrent started, the pressurised stream erupting from her. A small bulge visible in Maggie’s abdomen now she was all but naked that had not been there before.

Moaning out loud again Demi could feel the pressure inside her increasing massively, causing her to stoop once more while cradling her massive and still growing bladder.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god” Demi repeated breathlessly as her hands tried to help carry the weight of her bladder as Maggie continued to fill it beyond anything she had seen before. The spikes of desperation and pulses now an endless wave of desperate feelings and signals that washed over her body constantly.

Feeling the pressure still increasing she couldn’t help but moan again and again as she clenched everything she could. Her bladder distending to ridiculous proportions that made her wonder if she could even survive once she was detached.

“P…Please I cant, you have to stop” She whimpered.

“Ok,  im stopping” Maggie claimed, but still her pee carried on leaving her body, the small bulge all but gone in just the few seconds she had been peeing.

“Oooohhh” Demi moaned, shuddering violently as her bladder screamed at her to let it pee.

Finally after a few more seconds the stream finally ended, her torment over. But as she battled her body, Demi wasn’t sure if she could even move, let alone hold it.

“So…much” Demi groaned as she clutched herself, the pressure inside of her now indescribable. Her hands and crossed legs the only thing keeping the dam from breaking under the weight of all the extra pee she had just taken. Her abused bladder now spasming madly.

“You’re a life saver” Maggie sighed contently, clearly feeling much, much better. Her demeanour making Demi wonder quite how much she took from her in those few seconds, it sure felt like a lot.

“Mmmm” Demi hummed as she continued struggling, the others looking at her in a way that didn’t make her feel any better. But as the seconds passed she was slowly regaining control of herself. The pressure unrelenting but immanent loss of control avoided.

 

A few minutes later the women all said their goodnights, splitting up to grab the separate couches, chairs and padded benches that lined the expansive lodge. Finding herself in a smaller meeting room off the side Demi had found a long couch by one of the windows, pulling it out with some effort into the room.

Looking at it Demi didn’t know how she was going to be able to sleep or even lie down. Could her tired and abused muscles take it?

Teetering slightly where she stood, her entire body on Fire she quickly discarded her top and pushed her trousers from the mound that was pushing out of her body. Sitting first she slowly swivelled her body around, grunting as she twisted before lowering herself back carefully as if she had an injury she was trying not to make worse instead of just an overfilled bladder ready to explode.

Finally down she let out a sigh, her body aching and tired after the long day and lack of sleep the night before. But lying on her back she was in shock and awe at the size of her bladder, towering inches above her body and bloated beyond her wildest imagination. Her white skin taught and pulled tight by the towering monstrosity of a bladder she was now containing.

“Jesus” She moaned softly, her hands hovering above her bladder desperately wanting to touch but knowing that any slight contact would cause her significant pain and possibly be the end of it all. Staring at her distended abdomen lustfully she could feel her eyes becoming heavy, her exhaustion overtaking her as her blinks became longer and longer until she was in darkness.

 

Rubbing her eyes Demi shook her head, confused at where she was. Dim music was playing and she seemed to be in an elevator although the numbers on the sign seemed to be in complete gibberish. Trying to focus her eyes she did her best to read them, but they and everything around her didn’t seem legible or at least wasn’t English. Finally a soft ding sounded and the doors slowly opened.  

Stepping out she found herself in a wonderous land of bright colours, strange birds flew overhead as she walked along a yellow path. It was strange place but she felt weirdly safe, almost like she had regained her childlike wonder at the world. Stopping to inspect a bush she leant down to smell one of the crystallised flowers, their odour powerful and sweet. Pulling one off she realised it was actually made from sugar, tentatively breaking off a petal and enjoying the juicy flavour as she crunched it.

Walking down the path she continued to look around her in amazement, it seemed everything around her was made of something edible. From gummy worms wriggling through the chocolate cake like dirt, to cup cake ducks on a river of chocolate. But rounding a corner in a flump forest a new delectable scent reached her nose. Almost pulled forwards she was lured towards a large bush, small yellow fruit hanging from the glistening tree. Pulling one off she inspected the tiny fruit, squeezing it in her fingers for a moment before popping it into her mouth.

The taste was delectable, each chew causing a surprising amount of juice to come out of the sweet fruit. Swallowing it she picked off another, repeating the process a couple more times and loving the taste, it was the most amazing thing she had ever eaten. Deciding to move onto the next treat Demi stepped away from the bush only for her stomach to rumble slightly. Trying to ignore it she continued walking back along the path, only for her stomach to rumble much louder this time.

“Oooh” Demi breathed out in discomfort as her hands rubbed her stomach that seemed to be upset by something.  But it wasn’t just her stomach as the first signals of needing to pee became apparent. Looking down she was alarmed to see her skin above her bladder turning yellow, just like the fruit.

“Oooh!” Demi moaned louder this time, feeling a spike in discomfort from her abdomen.

Looking down her eyes went wide as she watched her stomach beginning to expand. Her flat toned body growing with each second that passed, pushing out of her as she expanded more and more. She felt like she was being blown up by a balloon, unable to move she tumbled onto her backside. Now sitting her stomach continued to grow, more and more with the pressure she was feeling increasing at a similar rate. Soon her body had passed that of a 9 month pregnancy, sweat forming all over her body as she groaned in pain and discomfort as what ever was happening continued. Her skin tight and feeling ready to pop, her bladder now complaining and full. But still her body swelled, beyond all reasonable proportions it grew. Her legs pressed wide, arms unable to reach anything as she was forced onto her back by the weight of her body. Wide eyed she realised what would happen if it didn’t stop soon. Her balloon of a body turning lemon yellow and feeling primed to pop any second now.

 

“Demi!” someone hissed through the haze of the dream causing her to stir slowly.

“Ooooh” Demi groaned again, but this time in real life, the world coming back to her. Opening her eyes she could see Jessie hobbling around next to her, or more accurately she could see Jessies head as her bulging bladder was currently blocking the view of the rest of her. But judging by the way she could see her head bobbing up and down and the noises she could hear, it wasn’t had to figure out what was happening.

“Oh god, oh shit” Jessie cursed as she desperately danced around in small circles, her legs rising and falling

“Jessie? What time is it?” Demi said, attempting to sit up before her bladder almost exploded on the spot. Painful bolts of static desperation flaring up all over her body the instant she tried to use her core muscles.

“Fuck me!” She almost yelled, the pain causing her to whimper softly se she squeezed her legs tightly together the other side of her mammoth bladder that seemed to have gotten even bigger over night. No wonder she had such a weird dream, it was basically true. Although she worried what might have happened if Jessie hadn't woken her, the last moments of the dream still caught in her subconscious and she was all to aware of how she had been about to let go and pee. 

“Its morning, like quarter to 8. But you have to help me” Jessie pleaded, the anguish and pain easy to hear in her voice as she spoke softly but labouredly.

Breathing rapidly through her nose Demi hoisted herself around and somehow got to her feet without losing control of her bladder which seemed angrier than ever. Those bolts of pain and pulses of desperation she had felt yesterday now a constant feeling. Her taught and massively distended bladder sending constant waves of discomfort around her trembling and sweating body as she started to fray around the edges of her absolute limit.  

“I…im sorry…I cant” Demi groaned out as she doubled over, thrusting both hands between her trembling legs muscles.

“Please I cant take it any more!” Jessie pleaded, her own posture and appearance not far from Demi’s, her dark tanned skin glistening as if coming back from a day at the beach. But Her discomfort was unsurprising given that her housemate had managed to go 14 hours without a bathroom visit and had let someone else fill hers. A feat that Demi would have thought impossible even for her, never mind someone with much less “experience” at being desperate. In a weird way she was impressed with her friend, her holding capabilities far greater than she could have imagined. But right now she only had time for a brief moment of admiration, the other 99% of her concentration being spent on controlling her own body which after 31 hours was at its absolute limit.

“I’ll pay your rent for the month, fuck it the year! Just get this out of me!” Jessie begged again, sobbing slightly.

“I..cant.” Demi said breathlessly, not even enjoying what would have been a sentiment or confession from a beautiful woman which would have driven her absolutely wild on any other day.

“Pleeeease” Jessie almost sobbed, still dancing with both hands between her legs.

But feeling her own bladder cramp massively, Demi knew it wasn’t a question of her will power, she just didn’t have any more room left physically.

 “We…should go…and find Lena. She must need to go by now.” Demi said shakily between stifled grunts, her face occasionally grimacing as the intense waves of desperation battered relentlessly at her bladders walls.

 

“Hey guys, Lena wants us all in the conference roooo....” A voice trailed, India rounding the corner and stopping as she saw the scene ahead of her. The red heads eyes instantly falling to the giant protrusion sticking out of Demi who at this point was still in her underwear.

“Oh god…I….I cant” Jessie sobbed, turning around and leaving the two of them in the room. Her desperate whimpers disappearing into the main room.

“Holy Shit, you look like your 5 months pregnant!” India said, her eyes still locked on Demi’s bulging bladder.

“I know” Demi said between pained breaths, a hand going to the base of her back as she struggled with the weight of it.

“I..was…” India started but the thought got lost somewhere.

“What?” Demi asked, her tone slightly more aggressive than she meant.

“I was going to…” India held up the tube “But you look like you are about to explode.”

“Oh god, please…no. I Cant handle any more.” Demi groaned, a strong wave making her visibly shudder.

“Yeah ok” India said, not even putting up a fight or objection. She truly seemed in awe of Demi and her bladder.

Looking up to meet Demi’s eyes for the first time she blinked a couple of times, coming to her senses. “You should probably get dressed, I think Lena wants us for a meeting in like 5 minutes. Probably needs to be business wear.”

“Ok, Thank you.” Demi replied, almost waddling over to her bag. But attempting to lean over she felt it again, the spike in pain and discomfort that threatened her bladders control.

“Ohhhhh” Demi breathed heavily, clenching her jaw and balling her hands up again as her nails dug into the flesh of her palms.

“I…I’ll leave you to it” India said hastily, her face madly flushing as she too seemed to squirm in place.

“No wait…I, I need your help getting dressed” Demi confessed, feeling humiliated at the admission of her inability. But in a strange way she wanted India to help her.

“I, are you sure?” India asked quietly, looking around as if she had just admitted a secret and didn’t want anyone to overhear.

Nodding Demi breathed in “I cant bend over or I will wet myself. I need you to help me.”

 

Going over to her bag which was thankfully on the hip Hight table next to her, Demi pulled out her professional wear. The slacks she would have worn having no chance of fitting her and her new frame. Passing India a pair of stockings the shorter woman took them sheepishly, her face still flushed as she almost avoided making eye contact with Demi again.

Lowering herself gently onto the bench she had been sleeping on Demi grunted, raising one foot off the ground to let India start clothing her. The silky material gliding up her toned legs, the action almost erotic and feeling strangely intimate as India clothed her. The other woman's breathing audible as she slowly slid up the stocking to her bare thigh where she let it rest, her hands pausing for a moment near Demi’s crotch before retreating quickly and repeating the same process for the other leg in almost silence.

Grabbing the black skirt she stood up, stepping into it and letting India pull it up her body. Passing her thighs it began to meet the resistance of her expanded bladder, but softly pulling it up India managed to get the undone skirt on her easily enough. But as she reached the top, the back of India’s hand seemed to graze her bladder.

“Ooaah” Demi moaned, the other woman’s gentle touch sending her desperation into overdrive again.

“Sorry” India said shakily.

“It’s ok, I think I can manage the shirt.” Demi said, grabbing her pressed white shirt and putting it on, the fabric and buttons stretched to their absolute limit by her bladder. The form fitting cut of shirt usually made to somewhat extenuate her slender frame, but now it was barley able to contain it. The button holes pulled far enough apart it was possible to see skin, but there was no other way of dealing with it now, even if it did make her look a little less professional. Maybe Lena wouldn’t notice.

“I am guessing this is a no?” India said, holding up the belt that usually went with the lose skirt.

If she hadn’t been about to pee herself Demi would have laughed, but allowing herself a momentary smile she just shook her head and the pair slowly made their way to the meeting room to find the others and Demi hoped, to see a desperate boss who would let them all pee.

 

 

Walking out into the main room they quickly found Lena already at work, an empty coffee pot next to her with a single cup. But to everyone’s dismay, she still seemed completely unphased. Although from her position Demi could see what must have been her bladder jutting out, nothing compared to her own but enough to be noticeable. Especially because her boss had unlike her, chosen to wear a belt. The thin leather strip clearly cutting into her stomach, a bulge not usually there pressing out and wrapping around the restricting clothes. It had been more than 14 hours for Lena, who had drunk the most by far. By her reckoning she had consumed 3 bottles of water, a small coffee, a large pitcher, 7 beers and now an entire coffee pot, and yet was still in complete control and sitting there as if she had peed 2 minutes earlier.

Good, now you are finally all here, we can start” Lena said, taking the glasses resting on her nose and placing them on the table.

Exchanging desperate glances the team slowly filled the vacant seats around the table. Many of them lowering unsteadily into them, their bladders filled by a nights sleep and the remnants of the drinks yesterday. Despite their bosses insistence of looking professional, many of them looked a bit sweaty and dishevelled. Their makeup half done or already smudging off their clammy and red faces as they all battled an insurmountable urge to pee. The sensation likely hitting them harder not just because it had been 8 hours, but also because the subconscious knowledge of usually peeing in the morning and knowing they were still blocked from it.

“So I wanted to go through the project marketing plan.” Lena started, ignoring the dishevelled state of her marketing team.

Blinking Demi was trying to pay attention, nodding occasionally to what was being said, but she was struggling in more way that one. Her bladder feeling more akin to a pressure cooker, the rolling ocean of pee bubbling away inside her overstretched bladder and ready to explode at any second. A strange haze forming over her eyes as she gently rocked in her chair. Pain was radiating out of her bladder as she sat there, the new position making things 10 times worse. At least while she had been lying down she had basically been naked, giving her bladder the freedom to expand as much as her tight skin would let it. But now it was confined by her skirt, her legs applying extra pressure against the bulge resting on her lap. Her expression blank as she tried to fight back the moans and groans constantly rising to the surface from her exertion.

Around the table the others didn’t look much better off, only India seemed able to act professionally. To her sides Demi had Sally and Jessie, both women desperately bobbing their legs in a slightly distracting manor. Sally in particular fidgeting wildly in her seat, although Jessie was likely too full to be able to move that quickly without losing control. Soft gasps or heavy breaths escaping from time to time but being completely ignored by their boss who was in full flow by this point 25 minutes later. What exactly she had said Demi didn’t know, but at this point she was beyond caring.  

“Do you know when they are coming to free us?” Sally asked unexpectedly a couple of minutes later. Lena looking unimpressed by the interruption to her flow. The petite woman clearly suffering quite badly.

“What?” Their boss said, turning her focus to Sally and glaring at her.

“I need…did they say when they would get here to let us out.” Sally repeated quietly.

“They get here when they get here, in the mean time if you wouldn’t mind not interrupting with unhelpful questions we should continue.”

Whimpering softly Sally backed down, looking at the table as her hands flew beneath it, clearly squeezing herself as she jittered in place. Her whole body now shaking with her leg movements.

“Oh god” Demi exhaled quietly, another spike of desperation hitting her hard, but worryingly this one didn’t seem to have a cause. She had not moved and nothing had made contact with her bladder and yet for the briefest of moments, she had felt her body rebel and her control threatening to end for a moment. How she wished she could cross her legs, her usual move impossible with the size of her bladder and how far it was jutting out. The manoeuvre would just end up squeezing and applying pressure, the opposite of what she needed. She was stuck, her bladder threatening to explode but she couldn’t cross her legs, she couldn’t even squeeze herself without Lena who was now stood opposite noticing.

Desperately trying to pay attention, to distract herself for even a moment she swallowed hard, her eyes fluttering as another spasm hit her.

They could be here, in one minute, 5 minutes, 10 minutes and they would definitely be here Demi told herself as she rocked in her chair. But 10 minutes came and went, maybe by 9am she thought, moving the goal posts once more.

But 9am came and went as well, a quiet squeak escaping Sally while Jessies breathing seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. Sally's strange noise getting a look of ire from Lena as she was once again interrupted, but remained completely impassionate or ignorant of her staff’s plight.

“9.30” Demi accidently whispered out loud, barely containing a groan that caught in her throat as her bladder throbbed deeply inside her, the pulses now back but somehow happening at the same time as the constant waves of desperation. Her body finding new ways of sending signal on top of signal about her dire need to pee. But still she held on.

Staring at the clock on the wall behind her boss, Demi’s eyes and brain had glazed over again. Watching as the minute hand aligned with the 12 again, she needed a new goal post. Refocussing on the world she was aware of the increasing fidgeting around her as her co-workers passed the 11 hour mark of holding. At some point Sally’s legs had stopped moving, her face red and entire body sitting rigidly with an unhappy look of embarrassment and awkwardness on her face. But in turn Becca and Maggie had quickly taken her place, their legs shuffling constantly beneath the table, Maggie doing her best to keep her torso still as she rested her elbows on the table but he rleft foot shaking with almost supersonic speed.

Ok, 10.30, they will definitely be here by then Demi thought, trying to bargain with her body and remain calm even as she felt her bladder pulse strongly, cramping her body harder than before and causing her to groan audibly for a moment, unfortunately getting the attention of Lena.

“Something to add?” Lena asked indignantly.

“Sorry” Demi said meekly.

“Well, actually why don’t you go through what you did on the way here. I feel like you have all had enough of my voice.” Their boss said, causing demi to cringe inwardly.

“Well I…” Demi started.

“Come on, properly please.” Lena said, taking her seat and indicating for her to stand and present what she had done.

Grasping the table with a shaking hand Demi pushed herself up, turning away from her boss and allowing herself to grimace deeply. Her bladder throbbing wildly as gravity tugged at its contents once more. The painful support that her legs had offered while sitting now lost and increasing her desperation significantly. Like an overfilled water balloon being pressed on, it felt ready to explode. Any sudden movement or impact and it would be over, she knew it would.

“10.30” Demi whispered to herself again, just 24 minutes and she would be free.

“Um, so I have done…done a preliminary list of groups.” She stuttered, pulling the folder open and getting out the sheet she had made, only now realising it was still half done and she would have to make it up as she went along.

“I was thinking, instead…instead of grouping, by product type we should…should group by potential buyers.” Demi continued, her legs bowing slightly as she was forced to squeeze herself for a moment. Her trembling muscles begging for support and with her concentration too divided to realise what she was doing, she had already put a hand up her skirt.

“Oh for peat sake, control yourself woman. Don’t think I cant see you all acting like children under the table.” Lena said clearly annoyed at the lot of them.

“I…” Demi said breathlessly as her body was wracked by another shower of painful desperate sparks. Leaning heavily on the table all she could feel was them flowing over her body as she became light headed, holding her breath for a moment fighting her instincts to hold herself.

Removing her hand from between her shaking legs she straightened up.

“As you can….As you can….As you can.” Demi stuttered before closing her eyes.

Within moments a loud hiss filled the room, twin rivers of clear liquid bursting out from under her skirt and running rapidly down both of Demi’s quivering stocking clad legs. Her breath laboured she let out a long moan of relief as the contents of her tortured bladder rushed down her toned legs. The onslaught of feelings exploding with her too much as she bent at the knees, increasing the sound of the splattering as more heavy streams hit floor. Her lilac panties instantly saturated and turning a dark purple as she continued to piss herself, the forceful jet flowing between her legs as she stumbled slightly as immeasurable pleasure overtook her, her pee racing around to the front of her legs and adding to the giant puddle she was creating. The metallic grey carpet darkening in a ring around her as it became saturated with her piss.

With her eyes closed she was almost lost in her relief, the days worth of pee bursting forth and cascading down her legs, her stockings not absorbing much as they became warm and shiny, covered in her pee that was still erupting out of her noisily.

A few moments later she was brought back to the world as a whimper came from her left, the loud hissing and splattering of Demi; s accident clearly too much for Becca’s bladder. A louder pattering  noise joined the symphony as pee rained from the woman’s chair, her darkening red skirt doing nothing to slow the accident as her white panties became engulfed in pee, turning almost transparent. A waterfall of her desperately held pee now raining off the front, back and even side of her chair as she covered her face in humiliation. ”I…couldn’t hold it” she whimpered, clearly feeling far more shame that Demi was.

“What on earth do you both think you are doing?” Lena shouted angrily, standing up and backing away from the table in disgust. “I warned you what would happen if you disgraced yourselves like this, but I cant believe it was you Demi. I would have put my money on you Sally, so congratulations you are not the….”

But she was cut off by an ashamed looking Sally standing up from the table. Her grey business slacks clearly soaked from the waist down. The fabric showing signs of drying but being completely soaked in other areas. It seemed the petite woman had lost control some time ago, and likely many times over during the last two hours. But somehow she had managed to keep her loss of control a secret, wetting herself quietly and somewhat discretely. But now that the jig was up Demi could see the woman’s crotch glisten again as new streams raced down from her crotch, soaking areas of the pants that had managed to escape so far in her seated position.

“Really girls?” Lena said loudly, the phrasing clearly not accidental as she scoffed in disbelief. But Demi couldn’t do anything even if she wanted too, as more than a day’s pee escaped and flowed down her constantly warming her legs for almost a minute now. She also wasn’t sure if she cared what Lena was thinking right now, she was in sheer bliss and surrounded by desperate and peeing colleagues and part of her wondered if she as still asleep. But no dream, no matter how realistic could feel as bad as this had felt, or as good as it felt right now.

But as her stream continued she yet again heard a loud sigh from her right and looking over she could see pee beginning to run out of the bottom of India’s corduroy trousers. The red head seemingly in full control just minutes ago, was she doing this on purpose?

Looking at her face she could see the task master of her bladders face twitching in delight, a soft moan escaping between her lips as the brown material around her crotch continued to darken, streaks forming down her legs and spreading rapidly across her crotch. Why would she be doing this Demi thought, she had been using her to pee all night and yet given the volume rushing down her legs, it seemed she still had plenty inside her. Why would she risk being fired, was she doing this in solidarity with the rest of them, a peeing protest? Or maybe she just felt guilty, after all it was her fault that the river escaping Demi was going on for so long.

“Well I never!” Lena said loudly, shaking her head at the lot of them.

 

Finally after almost 3 minutes Demi’s pee finished, around the same time that India’s did. Her face a picture of pleasure and relief, the opposite of most of the others who seemed embarrassed, almost ashamed as the lake of pee continued to spread and soak into the expensive carpet under the table.

“At least one of you has some control” Lena said, indicating to Jessie who had somehow managed not to wet herself despite being the second fullest. This morning Demi wouldn’t have given her much hope of lasting 10 minutes, yet here she was still holding on. But as she got some praise from her boss there was a look in her eyes that seemed to be a mixture of panic and envy. The woman holding on by a small shred of control as all those around her lost control.

“its been almost a day how do you not need to pee!” Jessie wept at her boss catching Lena by surprise, tears beginning to well up in the corners of Jessies eyes. But any rebuttal was cut short as the group watched the front of her light navy slacks darken. A small patch racing down the insides of her legs before rapidly blossoming out of her crotch as Jessie lost control of her bladder, her pee rushing out with an audible hiss to join the giant puddle that now almost covered the entire floor of the room. Ripples flowing across the surface from where her pee drained out of her trousers legs, over flowing her flat black shoes.

“None of you, none of you can control yourselves!?” Lena asked, her face redder than any of them had seen it before. “I cant fire you all, but consider yourselves lucky I’m being this lenient and this is not the end of this!” She berated them, pointing her finger angrily at all of them including Jessie who was still peeing, her legs shoulder width apart and face relaxed and almost happy looking.

 

“You two, go find a mop for gods sake” She said pointing angrily at Demi and India who were both lost in their own little worlds “And the rest of you, go and get changed… children” she spat at them forcefully as she walked away.

 Walking out of the room leaving wet trails across the floor, Demi and India quickly found the supplies room as the others tried to find some privacy to strip off their pee drenched clothing.

Looking around Demi realise it was just the the two of them alone and she could feel her emotions welling up, the reality of the situation hitting her, she could have been fired!

“I can’t believe you made me do that!” Demi hissed at India, the woman next to her all but responsible for the mess she had made in her clothes. The rapidly cooling underwear and stockings sticking to her legs and crotch.

“Tell me you didn’t enjoy that” India challenged, turning to face her and squinting her eyes at Demi accusingly but seemingly searching for something in her reaction.

“I…well..that’s not the point. I could have been…” Demi’s thoughts flustered as she stumbled between the truth and keeping hold of the anger that was quickly dissipating. But before she could carry on she was interrupted as India leaned in, pressing against her and kissing her passionately for a few seconds before breaking off their embrace .Demi was speechless, emotions racing through her body as she once again looked at the woman in front of her in a way she had never seen her before today. In fact, she was remarkably beautiful, her pale skin and almost purple hair contrasting to each other, a few pale freckles scattered across her skin that was currently very flushed. Not to mention her drenched clothes, her brown corduroy trousers shining and sticking to India’s legs, a few remaining drops still falling from the saturated material as it pressed up against Demi.

Feeling her heart beat faster Demi could feel a desire building up inside her once again, it had become hidden by such a strong need to pee. But now it was back and she wanted India more than anything else in the world at that moment. The other woman clearly waiting for a moment to see if she had gone too far kissing her, but she needn’t have worried. Almost launching herself at the ruby headed beauty, Demi planted her lips on India’s, their hands grasping and fondling each other as they smacked into the wall behind them. Stumbling from side to side with their lips still locked onto each other and their bodies pressed together they somehow managed to push their way through the door for some more privacy, separated only for a moment as India almost stumbled over the mop bucket they were sent for.

Unable to take it Demi pushed India to the floor while still locked in an embrace, the pair landing with a loud clunk and in an ungainly mess, their wet clothes pressing against each other and only adding to the fire. Bursting out Laughing at the inelegant moment Demi couldn’t help but get lost in the eyes of the woman under her. The pair sharing a moment before she pressed her lips against India’s, the build up of the last two days driving her mad, and in combination with what she was now sure was their shared interest, she couldn’t help herself.

Placing a knee on the ground between India’s wet thigh’s she started to push herself against her, their lips still hungrily exploring each others faces and necks. Reaching around she placed a hand up India’s shirt, fondling one of her breasts through the fabric of her bra and enjoying the ragged whimper that her partner let out in response.

Feeling a reciprocating hand snaking up her front with another on her back pulling her closer, Demi was lost in the sensation and heat of India’s body. Moaning loudly as India kissed along her neck while playing with her nipple, Demi couldn’t help but speed up her thrusting. The friction of their wet legs sending waves of pleasure through her body that had seemingly been on edge for days. 

“Im going to cum” Demi whispered hoarsely into India’s ear as her thrusting became more frenzied, her body not needing much to get going given everything that had happened.

“Cum for me” India said demandingly, thrusting upwards and pulling Demi close as the orgasm overtook her. Her thrusting continuing in a twitching manor as an explosion of pure ecstasy erupted between her legs, causing Demi to arch her back and throw her head back. A wisp of air escaping in almost a cough as she quivered in delight, experiencing a pleasure so immeasurable she was completely lost to it. Never before had she felt like this, her body burning, twitching and convulsing with pleasure .

But she didn’t have time to recover before she found herself being tossed to the floor, India taking the dominant position as she sought out her own pleasure. Pinning Demi’s arms to the ground with her hands on her wrists, India planted her lips forcefully onto Demi’s still tingling body as she ground her womanhood into her now flat stomach. Sliding back and forth with some speed it took mere moments before a grunt escaped her, hunched over her torso lurched forwards as she groaned into Demi’s mouth, their lips still connected. Demi could feel India's body shaking and quivering as she succumbed to the incarnate pleasure as well. The pair having been able to live out more than even their ultimate fantasies would have thought of, not just with them but half a dozen other people. The weekend had proven more than they could ever imaged.

Breathing heavily India let her body collapse ontop of Demi, the pair exhausted and spent after the events of the last day. The pair lying motionless where they were, bodies coated in sweat and pee, hearts racing and minds in euphoric bliss.

Chuckling exhaustedly Demi kissed the back of India’s head as it laid on her chest.

“Do you think we should get out of here?”

“I don’t think I can move” India said back, clearly satisfied.

Laughing again Demi carefully moved India from her body, starting to sit up before falling back.

“Yeah maybe give it a couple of minutes” She said softly, her body completely drained.

“Did we lock the door?” India laughed into the floor as she laid motionless. Causing them both to chuckle, what would anyone think if they walked in on the pair of them like this?

But at this moment, neither of them could care in the slightest.

 

 

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Hi, hope you all enjoyed that chapter and the development of Demi and India's relationship. Took a few more days than I aimed for. 

This may be continued, I have a few ideas of where I would take this, but fancy starting something new. Started to get writers block and sometimes a new story can help fix that.

Although I was thinking back to my previous stories and was wondering which if any of them, you guys might like to see a continuation of, sequel or for me to expand the stories of?

 

[SpaceWonderer 650]

13 minutes ago, Markj9494 said:

Hi, hope you all enjoyed that chapter and the development of Demi and India's relationship. Took a few more days than I aimed for. 

This may be continued, I have a few ideas of where I would take this, but fancy starting something new. Started to get writers block and sometimes a new story can help fix that.

Although I was thinking back to my previous stories and was wondering which if any of them, you guys might like to see a continuation of, sequel or for me to expand the stories of?

 

I'm looking forward to reading this chapter in the next few days and really hope it will get continues, it would be a shame to leave such a brilliant story (based on the first 3 chapters I read) unfinished.

About your question, I feel like some of your stories (like The weakest link) came to the solid end and sequel would look like a bit of a recycling/repeating... though I thoroughly enjoyed The customer comes first and thought about something like an old fashioned hotel where building isn't equipped with plumbing, and to provide excellent service, guests are offered to relieve themselves into maids, while maids may not always get a chance to relieve themselves in detached portable toilets away from the main building by many reasons... one event could cause them truly stretch their bladders to the limits, storing many liters of liquid inside. Lola could find a new job in the hotel industry.

[Melificentfan 1,212]

I am really enjoying this story 

[omocbc 119]

Great story, I love these "peeing into other bladders" fics.

 

One scenario that I have always imagined that could happen in a story like this is:

The girl getting filled is so desperate and full that she just can't take it anymore, and while the other girl is peeing into her, she loses control, reverting the flow, making the girl that was seeking relief to get even more desperate, maybe they end up needing to find a 3rd person? 

[Guest IllusiveOne]

This was a delightful story (if this was the last chapter of course) and I really look forward to such fantastic depictions of extreme desperation. I haven't enjoyed a story so much in a while!

[Foxlover 986]

Please don’t abandon this story 😭 (Though I’d echo SpaceWonderer’s sentiments if you did ultimately decide to switch to a continuation/sequel of a story you’ve already written hehehe)

[Markj9494 557]

On 11/24/2021 at 3:52 AM, omocbc said:

Great story, I love these "peeing into other bladders" fics.

 

One scenario that I have always imagined that could happen in a story like this is:

The girl getting filled is so desperate and full that she just can't take it anymore, and while the other girl is peeing into her, she loses control, reverting the flow, making the girl that was seeking relief to get even more desperate, maybe they end up needing to find a 3rd person? 

Thank you, yes I almost thought about putting something like that in this story. Its an extra niche, but there have been a couple of stories on here where I think it involves that. I may even have done it in the past? but I dont know for certain. 

On 11/24/2021 at 6:41 AM, IllusiveOne said:

This was a delightful story (if this was the last chapter of course) and I really look forward to such fantastic depictions of extreme desperation. I haven't enjoyed a story so much in a while!

Thank you, that means a lot. Its the last one for now but I have some ideas for 3 - 4 more chapters.

13 hours ago, Foxlover said:

Please don’t abandon this story 😭 (Though I’d echo SpaceWonderer’s sentiments if you did ultimately decide to switch to a continuation/sequel of a story you’ve already written hehehe)

This was as far as I planned to go originally but I had some ideas while writing so it will probably get a couple more chapters.

 

On 11/24/2021 at 1:42 AM, SpaceWonderer said:

I'm looking forward to reading this chapter in the next few days and really hope it will get continues, it would be a shame to leave such a brilliant story (based on the first 3 chapters I read) unfinished.

About your question, I feel like some of your stories (like The weakest link) came to the solid end and sequel would look like a bit of a recycling/repeating... though I thoroughly enjoyed The customer comes first and thought about something like an old fashioned hotel where building isn't equipped with plumbing, and to provide excellent service, guests are offered to relieve themselves into maids, while maids may not always get a chance to relieve themselves in detached portable toilets away from the main building by many reasons... one event could cause them truly stretch their bladders to the limits, storing many liters of liquid inside. Lola could find a new job in the hotel industry.

Thank you, glad you liked the first chapters enough to say that without even reading the latest one! I worried people might have been frustrated with the slow build up so its nice to know people enjoyed it. 

 

Definitely agree, most of my stories are kind of planned out with a set plot line which can make it hard to create a sequel that makes sense, at least without rehashing the same storyline. I like your idea about Lola maybe working somewhere else, especially with the hospitality industry. I quite often throw in characters from other stories into new ones if they make sense. I like to think most of my stories are set in the same "universe" and some may even be happening at the same time. For example, I don't know how obvious it was but the Lena in this story, at least in my head, was the Lena from the last chapter of Holders of Iron house but some years later. I find it weirdly fun trying to get cross overs in some way. I almost put Melody from the Customers Come First into this story as the person who suggests using the devices, given her previous experiences, but decided against it at the last minute. 

[Foxlover 986]

1 hour ago, Markj9494 said:

This was as far as I planned to go originally but I had some ideas while writing so it will probably get a couple more chapters.

Oh, I didn't know this. That's a shame XD Excellent work as always, though, regardless!

And you know me; the more catheter bladder-filling stories, the better eheheh

[Foxlover 986]

((Really I just wanted to see Lena finally crack and pee into/get peed into by someone ;-;))