fullbladder 1,277 Posted October 16, 2022 Popular Post Share Posted October 16, 2022 (edited) “I’m so done with men- they’re all assholes!” Abby slammed her fist on the door as she entered the two-bedroom apartment. “What happened now?” Her flat mate, Chloe, asked absentmindedly as she knitted a sweater for her 2-month-old niece. Abby’s outbursts were common. Being a tall, slender, extroverted and alpha brunette, she got more than her fair share of male suitors. The problem was she knew what she was looking for and her directness often scared men away. “I blew Ray then he wouldn’t even lick me. I asked if I could at least watch him piss before I left, but he slammed the bathroom door in my face- I am so done with that fucking homo!” Abby dropped her purse on the small dining table and opened the fridge to grab a can of alcoholic apple cider from the side shelf. Despite being friends with Abby for three years, Chloe was still surprised by how open she was with her fetish. The 22-year old recent college graduate regularly left her peed-in panties in the hamper. When very drunk, she had even invited Chloe to pee her pants with her, but Chloe had politely declined. Secretly growing intrigued over time, Chloe had tried wetting her panties in the shower while Abby was away on a date. It had been a pleasurable experience- she had enjoyed the feeling of warm pee on her crotch, running down her legs. Worried about being discovered. She had hastily showered and buried her wet panties deep in her laundry. Immediately after getting redressed, Chloe had rushed off to the laundromat. Chloe chewed her lip, unsure of what to say. For the past couple of months, she had been thinking about asking Abby for permission to watch her pee, but had been unsure how to bring up the topic. Abby often left the door open while peeing but Chloe had never dared to walk in for a closer look. Such an inquiry would have brought on instant, direct questions from Abby and Chloe wasn’t ready for that just yet. Chloe took a moment to casually admire Abby in her form-fitting red dress as she walked over to the couch. She could tell Abby was already desperate to pee, her typical state in the wee Saturday morning hours. In under an hour, she would likely pee through her panties into the toilet or in the shower, then masturbate through them in her bed before falling into a drunken coma until noon the following day. Chloe herself had been drinking red wine as she had listened to soft rock on Spotify- she was tired but had stayed up hoping Abby would come back home hot and bothered. Hearing her moan next door was always a treat as Chloe also touched herself to climax, albeit quietly. Chloe was pretty sure she was bi, but she hadn’t taken the step of being sexual with a woman- Abby was the only gal she was truly interested in at the moment. Chloe was freckled, red-headed, and shorter/curvier than Abby, but cute in her own right. The almost 21-year-old third-year college student had dated her high-school sweetheart for over four years before she had found out he had been cheating on her at the University of Vermont campus, some 200 miles away. Since then, Chloe had dated a couple of guys casually, but had found herself more and more interested in Abby in recent weeks. They had met in Chloe’s freshman year of college. Abby was in her sophomore year and was working as a TA for Chloe’s Business Communications class. Being shy, Chloe struggled with presenting in front of the 35-student class, but Abby worked with her patiently during guided study sessions. It wasn’t long before Chloe was much more confident in her presentations, and the two girls were BFFs meeting regularly for drinks and lunches. This year, they had decided to rent a place together off-campus and had now been living there for five months. Chloe didn’t particularly like the regular stream of guys showing up to spend nights with Abby, but she was quite the considerate flatmate otherwise and did her part in keeping the place clean. Tonight, like most other weekend nights, Abby was rambling and wriggling her butt into the couch. Chloe, feeling buzzed, decided to dip a toe into the water, truly a brave step for her. As Abby paused her monologue to stand up and make a long-overdue walk to the toilet, Chloe stopped nodding her head and murmuring “yeahs” and spoke up. “Um, Abby? What if you just... wet yourself a little on a date? Then, maybe you would know if the guy is worth your time.” Abby danced on the spot in a shocked silence as she weighed Chloe’s advice. It had clearly hit her like a ton of bricks. She smiled devilishly, and then laughed. “You dirty slut- that’s a great idea! This short geeky boy I’m tutoring has been trying to get me to have coffee with him- I could totally try this on him next week!” She casually hiked up her dress to grab her crotch as she continued dancing on the spot. Chloe noted that her red G-string panties perfectly matched her dress. She hobbled towards her friend, who had now set down her knitting project. “What do you think I should wear? A skirt? A dress? Pants?” Chloe bit her lower lip thoughtfully. It was such a treat to have desperate Abby up close to her like this. “Maybe a short dress is better to hide the wetness after, you know? You can hike it up and lean forward so only he sees you peeing a little, then lower it again so no one knows you leaked in your clothes.” She felt a growing sexual excitement as she talked about the taboo topic. In her drunk, horny state, her pussy was wetter than a cat caught outside in a rainstorm. Abby gasped as she briefly stopped dancing. She removed her hands briefly to analyze her panties. A tiny wet spot had appeared on the red fabric. She quickly regripped her crotch to prevent further leakage. “It’s a good idea… but maybe…” Abby’s forehead scrunched as she thought, struggling not to urinate all over the living room carpet. She smiled again as naughty thoughts filled her mind. “I think I wanna do it at night, when I’m really drunk. Maybe I can just get him to walk me home along a dark path so no one else will really see my accident- that could be romantic. Plus, everyone pisses themselves now and again when they’re wasted, so who cares.” Abby’s dancing intensified and she groaned audibly, obviously in a real struggle to hold her urine in. Chloe acted quickly to keep her from turning around and dashing off to the bathroom. “What are you planning to wear?” “Ohhh, I really gotta go! Else, I’m gonna soak my panties right here…” She scissored her legs and bounced up and down, backing away a few steps in the direction of the bathroom. “Maybe my navy dress pants. They hide wetness pretty well after a few minutes sitting in them. I leaked in them a bit in my car once after work- traffic was so brutal that day. OK, I really gotta pee!” Before Abby turned away, Chloe observed a couple of drips fall off her clenched fingers onto the carpet below- she had squirted into her underwear again and the wet fabric could no longer contain additional liquid. Moaning desperately, Abby carefully skirted to the bathroom, shouldered the ajar door fully open and planted her butt onto the toilet. Chloe carefully arose from the sofa and inched closer to the bathroom , listening to her gorgeous friend pee noisily through her panties into the toilet below, moaning audibly with relief. Chloe reached down into her pajamas and pleasured herself through her wet silk panties. As Abby’s pee stream finally slowed, Chloe hobbled away to her bedroom, her fingers still rubbing her throbbing clitoris. She had finally started a very important conversation with her best friend. Edited October 24, 2022 by fullbladder (see edit history) Kate95, WettingWatcher, PrincessEsther and 25 others 23 5 Quote Link to comment
rfthawne 67 Posted October 16, 2022 Share Posted October 16, 2022 This was excellent. Hoping that the story continues! Wetlifter37, fullbladder and MisterBlue 3 Quote Link to comment
OmoNeon 590 Posted October 16, 2022 Share Posted October 16, 2022 That's off to a great start 👌 fullbladder 1 Quote Link to comment
Scalar 72 Posted October 17, 2022 Share Posted October 17, 2022 More of this please! fullbladder 1 Quote Link to comment
lhansen 245 Posted October 18, 2022 Share Posted October 18, 2022 This is a really nice. Really love the two girls, but Abby is so sexy and so casual wetting herself. That's what makes her so hot, especially since she doesn't mind spending the day in peed panties. She really needs to wear full bottomed high cut panties so we can admire her ass. They are so nice and really show a wet patch. FunkEngine, OmoJack and fullbladder 3 Quote Link to comment
fullbladder 1,277 Posted October 20, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted October 20, 2022 (edited) Chloe took a moment to catch her breath as she reached the third floor of the long staircase. Then, she casually fiddled with the key on the lock before opening the door in mock surprise. “Oh, you’re home.” Abby was seated on the couch with the TV on, sipping with a reusable straw from a 1L Nalgene bottle. “Yeah, it’s Thursday, remember? Date night. I clocked out a little early to get home quick.” Chloe turned away to put her school bag on one of the dining chairs. The act hid her sly smile- she had run the kilometer from campus to catch Abby before she took off. Each of these minutes was precious! “Oh yeah, with the nerdy kid right?” “Yeah, Nathan.” “Cool.” She had purposely avoided bringing anything about Abby’s planned wetting. “Do you still think it’s a good idea?” Abby seemed to be studying her closely; Chloe continued feigning ignorance. “Yeah, he’s probably a good guy- he really wants to go out with you, too.” Abby rolled her eyes in frustration. “No, about me pissing myself out in public with him. Is that a bad idea?” Chloe tried to hide her mild surprise- Abby was never one to doubt herself or change plans. But then again, she had been really drunk when she had first been presented the idea. With time to think about it, she may have come to her senses. After all, Chloe couldn’t imagine herself doing something so outrageous and brave in public, not in a million years. “Yeah, it’s totally crazy. You could get in trouble with the cops.” As much as Chloe wanted this naughty scenario to play out, she couldn’t give terrible advice to her dearest friend. She really could get into a whole lot of trouble with this wild idea. Abby pondered it for a moment. “Nah, they can’t prove I’m doing it on purpose. Just last month, I saw a hammered fat girl soak her pants at the club cuz she couldn’t wait till her turn. They just sent her home- no cops, nothing.” She trapped the straw with her forefinger and raised the bottle to her lips to chug. It was still half-full as she stopped drinking. She looked over at Chloe again, who was trying her best to hide her own excitement and desperation. In anticipation of this glorious event, she had drunk a fair volume of water during her lecture and left campus without peeing. She was starting to really feel the fullness of her bladder after her run home. “I’ve drunk a whole bottle of this already and refilled. I’m feeling like I gotta pee now.” “Oh ok…” Chloe felt an erotic intensity in her stomach and lower regions. Abby, dressed in navy business pants and a crisp white blouse, bobbed her knees lightly as she spoke. “Yeah, I’m gonna finish this bottle and then pee before I drive off. Once I break the seal, I’ll be bursting again soon enough.” She scissored her knees more forcefully- her desperation was increasing by the minute. Talking about her bladder certainly wasn’t helping matters. “Yeah, that’ll do it.” Chloe spoke cautiously, her sexual excitement growing intently. She crossed her left leg over the right. She ached just to empty her bladder where she stood, then rub herself silly in clear view of Abby. She casually stuck her hand into the pocket of her off-white capri-pants- how desperately she wanted to reach over to stroke her pussy from within the loose pocket! However, that would surely be obvious to Abby, staring back at her. “OK, cool- keep your phone on tonight. I’ll hook up pics if I get a chance.” “Yeah, for sure- good luck.” Abby murmured a distracted thanks before diverting her attention back to her TV show and water bottle. Not wanting to miss a moment of this God-given gift of a show, Chloe seated herself at the table and pulled out a tablet PC from her schoolbag. As she pretended to work, she felt Abby glancing at her strangely- she never sat at the table after class. Her priority upon arriving home was always getting comfortable on the sofa or her bed. That is, if she didn’t have to pee first. Fortunately, Abby didn’t ask her anything and her attention quickly returned to the TV screen. This gave Chloe the opportunity to keep a firmer gaze on her hot flat-mate, growing steadily more desperate as she finished the large water bottle. Squirming, Abby finally tossed the empty bottle the couch and stood up to hobble to the washroom. In the past five minutes, Chloe’s own desperation had increased. Her bladder was nagging her as she pretended to write an essay on the current strength of unions in USA, relative to the 1970’s. Abby rushed past her down the hall and into the bathroom. With the door open, Chloe heard her unzip her pants and start peeing into the toilet. She sighed as her pee stream intensified and flowed more loudly into the water below. Chloe almost started wetting herself right there and instinctively pressed her fingers against the crotch of her cotton pants. She lightly rubbed herself as Abby continued peeing a mere ten feet away from her, but sadly out of view. With one last blissful sigh, Abby wiped, arose from the toilet seat, and pulled her mustard-yellow, full bottomed high waisted panties up. She was still buttoning up her pants when she exited the bathroom to talk to Chloe again. “Well, that’s better! I better get going. Nathan is probably already there waiting for his dream to come true.” It was still 30 minutes to date time- Chloe laughed and felt herself squirt briefly. She twitched awkwardly whilst trying to stem the flow and resisting the powerful urge to grab her pussy. Instead, she clenched her hands into fists. Abby noticed the gesture. “You ok?” “Yeah, that was funny. Bit stressed about my essay here- it’s due tomorrow and I’ve barely started.” Chloe lied- it was actually due next week, so she had plenty of time. She was surprised she was keeping her act together this well considering she was on the verge of pissing her pants. Abby gave her a long look then turned away. “OK awesome- I’ll let you get to it. I’m off now.” She picked up her purse and opened the condo door. Not three seconds after the door shut behind her, Chloe stood up. She was seconds from drenching her pants. As she moved towards the bathroom, she started to squirt involuntarily into her pants. Chloe had to get to the shower before she made a wet mess on the floor. She felt warm wetness run down her legs and onto her bare feet as she bolted through the shower curtain and finally relaxed her bladder. With her pee flowing through her pants and splattering noisily on the 3’ x 4’ shower base, Chloe shoved the curtain away and turned to admire herself in the full-length bathroom mirror. Her light-colored pants were completely drenched and transparent- she could make out her dark green panties. Hopelessly turned on now, Chloe rubbed her crotch vigorously as she continued peeing- her fingers caused pee droplets to splatter out of the shower onto the tiled bathroom floor. She came in under a minute and squirted yet more bodily fluid into her soiled panties. Her knees buckled and she moaned loudly as she collapsed onto the shower floor. After a minute of gasping for breath, Chloe stood up and turned on the shower, allowing her body to be engulfed in warm wetness again. She took her time removing her clothes in the steamy shower- first her socks, then her t-shirt, then her pants, then her bra, and finally her panties. After toweling off, Chloe walked out the bathroom naked and straight into her bed. She masturbated again, thinking of Abby and her rapidly filling bladder. It was going to be an eventful evening. Edited October 20, 2022 by fullbladder (see edit history) joebarnes, OmoJack, Mr_g and 16 others 18 1 Quote Link to comment
Scalar 72 Posted October 20, 2022 Share Posted October 20, 2022 i hope you won't give up on this, that was really hot! Celestia and fullbladder 1 1 Quote Link to comment
fullbladder 1,277 Posted October 22, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted October 22, 2022 (edited) Abby walked slightly awkwardly to the entrance of Willowsbrough Pub. As she opened the door, she saw Nathan eagerly waving to her from the far edge of the patio. She had asked him to reserve that table specifically. It was outside and away from other patrons, great for peeing in every way. Her tummy fluttered excitedly as she thought about the naughty deed she was about to engage in on this warm mid-September evening. Abby had predicted two things correctly. One, Nathan had indeed been there early waiting for her. Even though he wasn’t her type, it was always nice to know a guy worshipped you and was willing to do anything to impress you. She was already wondering how he would react when she peed her pants. Would he continue trying to woo her? Would he be turned off? Maybe he would be humiliated being on a date with a pants-wetter? Two, and more importantly, her bladder was indeed filling up quickly since she had relieved herself at home. She had sipped away a half-liter water bottle while driving to the pub. She nonchalantly crossed her right leg over her left as she pointed out her reservation on the greeter’s chart. Nathan had his blue eyes locked on her as she followed the attractive young blonde named Michelle to his table. Nathan was a 24-year-old MBA student at Boston University. Although he was quite smart, he sometimes struggled with the English language, having grown up in Hungary. He had hired Abby to tutor him three weeks ago and he had made quick strides in just four sessions. Like most young men, he found Abby very attractive, and had asked her out to coffee a couple of times. He hadn’t really been surprised that she had declined his advances- he wasn’t really in her league looks wise and a generous inch shorter than her to add insult to injury. However, he had been surprised when she had brought up the coffee invitation at the end of their session on Monday. She wasn’t really up for coffee, but wanted to go out for drinks with him! He had quickly stammered his acceptance and the pair had made plans for today. “Your server today will be Chris- she will be here soon.” Michelle turned and walked away as Nathan rose to offer Abby a handshake. He smiled warmly as he spoke. “Abby- hi, thank you for coming.” He pronounced her name with more of an “E” rather than an “A”. Abby smiled back briefly before pursing her lips as she sat down. “Hello Nathan, nice to see you.” She could already feel an urge to pee as her fit butt hit the wood surface of the chair. They made small talk about how Nathan’s classes were going until Chris showed up a few minutes later. She was older than Michelle, maybe a couple years older than Abby too, but quite attractive in her own right. Being the gentleman, Nathan let Abby order her tequila sunrise first before he proudly requested his favorite Hungarian import. “So how’s things after… graduate?” Nathan made a circular gesture with his hands as he searched for the right word. Abby giggled. “Graduation.” She corrected him with a friendly smile. “It’s good! I have been working at the Boston Globe as an assistant. I am hoping for a chance to write… eventually. It’s a long journey, though.” Nathan smiled back. “You can do it. You are great.” The drinks arrived and they continued talking about their past, present, and futures. With active conversation, there were dry mouths which naturally led to more drinking and, in turn, looser tongues. It wasn’t long before Chris had brought them their second drinks. For a brief while, Abby forgot all about her filling bladder. Nathan was different from the other guys she had dated. She was really enjoying the date. She wondered why they hadn’t talked about anything personal at their tutoring sessions- probably because she had shown no interest in getting to know him. As Nathan shared a crazy story about one of his Hungarian professors getting caught in a school bathroom with his 19-year-old student, Abby’s thoughts returned to her bladder. Her feet had been involuntarily tapping on the pavement while she had been pre-occupied with Nathan. She really needed to relieve herself. Abby surveyed the area. It was getting dark, and the patio was dimly lit. There was a young couple seated about ten feet away from them, but the surrounding region was mostly clear. With night approaching and temperature dropping, more of the new patrons were opting to sit inside. Abby’s need to pee was getting more urgent as the cooling air kissed her skin. Under normal circumstances, this would be the point where she would excuse herself. Chris returned and they quickly accepted new drinks. Abby uncrossed her legs and pressed her thighs together. She was feeling buzzed and knew from experience that the third drink would get her proper drunk. Good- she needed all the liquid courage she could get. This was no easy plan! “Are you okay? You are quiet.” Nathan was looking at her with concern- he had been talking for a few minutes straight as Abby’s thoughts had reverted to her bodily need to void. She shook herself awake. “Sorry, just a bit tired from work- it has been a long week.” “But Friday tomorrow. Here- cheers.” He raised the beer Chris had just placed in front of him. Abby forced a smile and raised her own glass to touch his. Before her drink was half-finished, Abby was rocking back and forth in her seat. Nathan seemed oblivious to her pressing matter and continued telling tales from his childhood. Glancing down, Abby could see her full bladder bulging against the waistband of her tight-fitting navy pants. She had to go really badly now. It was over an hour and a half since she first started drinking water on her couch after work, and nearly an hour since she had peed last. She felt her bladder spasm and sat upright in her chair. The posture helped mildly reduce the severe pressure on her bladder. She drew a sharp breath as clenched her vulval muscles and fought the temptation to grip her crotch. Nathan stopped talking and looked at the squirming woman across from him. “Sorry Abby… Do you need to… ” He gestured down at his waist and made a flowing gesture. Abby blushed, smiling delicately to try to hide her embarrassment. Normally open about her fetish, she was feeling a bit shy with Nathan. She really liked him and was having second thoughts about her plan. Surely, he would think she was crazy if she wet her pants here at this table! “Yes, I do need to pee, Nathan.” She bobbed up and down in her seat. It was pointless to hide her need now- he knew. But, she was having serious reservations about peeing her pants. There was no way to get to the sidewalk from the patio. She would have to walk back into the restaurant in peed pants before she could get back to her car which was parked roadside… “I am sorry- I have talked too much! You go.” He waved his hand towards the patio door which led into the pub. Abby bit her lip. She needed the toilet badly, but this wasn’t her plan. Why couldn’t she be as direct with Nathan as she was with other boys? Why was this so hard? As she stood up, she felt an overwhelming spasm run through her- she needed to pee NOW! Edited October 22, 2022 by fullbladder (see edit history) OmoNeon, rebeljaffa, Wetlifter37 and 12 others 14 1 Quote Link to comment
fullbladder 1,277 Posted October 24, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted October 24, 2022 (edited) Abby gasped audibly, grabbing her crotch as she turned away from Nathan. Her hips rocked back and forth as she stood in place trying to prevent leakage into her panties. She succeeded… barely. The young man seated at the table near them looked at her in shock, causing his girlfriend to turn around hurriedly. Abby ignored them, having no option but to try to get to the toilet- she was in no shape to tell idiots to mind their own business. Hunched over, still holding her crotch, she skirted past the gaping couple. However, before she could turn left through the patio door, Chris walked through carrying two desserts. She almost ran into Abby, who just managed to hop out of the way in time. Abby’s backside hit the edge of a table and she gasped audibly, drawing attention from everyone seated on the patio. She squirted from the bodily impact, and just managed to halt her bladder from completely voiding. She wriggled helplessly on the spot, knowing that moving too quickly would be game over. She turned away from two tables of gazing eyes to her left and faced the table she had just bumped into. She longingly considered pressing her pussy into the table’s corner, but everyone was watching - it just wasn’t an option. As Abby felt the warm wetness spread onto her fingers and butt, she realized that there was now a wet spot on her pants. There was no time to wonder if it was visible to everyone around- she just had to hope that the darkness of the night and the navy color of her pants worked their magic. Crunching her jaws together, she soldiered on. She hobbled forward as Chris set the desserts down in front of the young couple sitting next to Nathan. The server’s eyes, like everyone else’s, were locked on the attractive brunette on the cusp of wetting herself in public. Abby made it through the patio door this time and attempted to discreetly make her way to far end of the pub, and into the ladies’ room. Men and women alike gawked and squawked as she inched her way to the toilets. Peeing herself was no longer an option. The opportunity to perform the deed quietly with Nathan, wait for the wetness to blend into the color of her dark pants, and then walk briskly out of the pub straight to her car… that opportunity was now toast. If she pissed herself before she got her ass on a toilet seat, everyone and their mother would know about it. To get to the women’s washroom, Abby first had to hobble past the men’s. While everyone around was watching her, the tall, burly fellow exiting the men’s room wasn’t. He opened the door with his focus on tossing his used paper towel into the trash can just inside the door, walked forward, and ran straight into Abby. The ill-fated collision she had barely avoided a minute ago had now become a reality. Eyes wide open and mouth open in utter shock, Abby took three large steps backwards, just maintaining her balance. However, her very-vulnerable bladder lapsed in the act. She squirted hard, to the point where her hand glistened with wetness under the pub’s dim yellow-white lights. A tell-tale wetness spread around her crotch, dampening her inner thighs and threatening to seep down her long shapely legs. “Oh! I’m so-“ The bearded man in plaid stopped mid-apology as he saw the young lady clutching her womanhood for dear life, her glistening wet pants announcing to the world that she was helplessly peeing herself. By some miracle, Abby managed to stop the flood briefly. But, she, and everyone around, knew a full-on accident was imminent. Doggedly, she pushed past the man and shouldered the wooden door to the washroom open. This resulted in another jolt to her bladder, a jolt it was in absolutely no shape to consume. She started peeing again and there was no closing the dam this time. A massive liquid attack initiated on her business pants and wet streaks started running down her legs. Four of the five cubicles were closed- only the last was unlocked and Abby ran for it. The dark-skinned thirty-some-year-old woman applying her makeup in front of her mirror turned and gasped as Abby dashed past her into the cubicle. Unconcerned with closing the cubicle door, Abby sat down on the toilet and continued relieving herself in her pants. She peed hard into her panties and navy slacks, the loud splatter from the toilet and her blissful sigh announcing her accident to the women in the washroom. She closed her eyes and breathed; her breasts rose and fell rhythmically as long-held pee flowed out of her body. A full minute later, Abby’s overflowing bladder was finally empty. Her eyes still shut, the beautiful 22-year-old woman leaned back until her back rested against the toilet tank. Her open hands rested on her wet legs, which split wide to reveal a soiled crotch to anyone who bothered to gaze through the open cubicle door. As it turned out, someone was- two women actually. Michelle had followed her into the washroom and she now gazed in at the wet patron with Georgia, who had been in the middle of applying her makeup. “Hello, Miss? You ok?” Michelle spoke after a long silence. Abby finally opened her eyes. The smell of her own urine filled her nose. There was a wet trail on the floor leading to her feet. Abby quickly sat up and closed her legs. She looked away from the women and down at the toilet paper roll next to her. “Um, yeah I’m okay, thanks.” There was another awkward silence before Georgia spoke. “OK, I’m gonna shut this door for you.” Abby dared not look up as she heard the black woman in heels walk into the cubicle. The door swung shut and Abby rose from her seat as it made contact with the metal frame. She pushed her hands against the cold metal and turned the lock before slowly retreating back to the toilet. Abby nearly gasped in horror as she looked down at her drenched clothing. The wetness was clear in the bright washroom lights. Anyone could see she had completely pissed her pants. As the washroom door outside opened again, she started sobbing quietly. There was no way for her to get out of this. Even her phone was back at the table with Nathan. She would simply have to walk out there in shame- everybody at the pub was surely waiting to see her leave the washroom after the wild show she had just put on. She rolled off some toilet paper and helplessly dabbed at her pants. The toilet door open and closed a few times- women coming and going. As she pondered what to do, she heard excited chatter, unzipping, peeing, flushing. Just like the bar, the ladies’ washroom was active this Thursday night. Finally, Abby decided to stand up- it was pointless to stay here any longer. Nathan was out there waiting. He wouldn’t leave her phone and purse unattended, but it certainly wasn’t fair to him to wait for her. Leaving the washroom ten or twenty minutes later wouldn’t change anything anyway- she would still have wet pants. Abby nervously unlocked the door and cautiously poked her head out. Fortunately, there was no one in front of the sinks. She sighed to gather her wits one final time then bolted across the washroom. She paused to open the door and began a brisk walk through the pub. Predictably, everyone’s heads turned in her direction when the door opened- no one wanted to miss a wet show. Not two steps out of the toilets, Abby felt her hand grabbed; she was pushed to the wall before she could react. It was Nathan. He quickly handed her a sweater as he pinned her against the wall, his body blocking her from view of curious eyes. “Here, my sweater.” He whispered. “Tie around.” He gestured towards her midsection. Abby gave him a thankful look and quickly did as instructed, the sweater’s body covering her butt nearly down to her knee. Nathan looked over his shoulder to ensure no one was approaching them. He pulled her purse off his shoulder and handed it to her. “I put your phone in and I pay the bill. Come now, we go. Follow me close- fast!” Abby didn’t need to be told twice- the quicker she got out of there, the better. Head down, she followed Nathan out of the restaurant. Surprisingly, he knew the car she had arrived in and led her straight to the driver door. “Keep my sweater- you can give back next time.” He spoke quietly as she unlocked the car and got in. He turned to walk away as she shut the door. “Wait!” Abby yelled. She hurried to start the car so she could lower the window. “Nathan, wait.” She spoke more calmly now that he had turned around. “Come here.” She gestured for him bend down to the window. Grabbing the sides of his face, she kissed him on the lips. “Nathan, I’m sorry- thank you for everything.” Her bright brown pupils glistened as she whispered. He smiled. “It is OK. Your kiss is enough.” Abby grinned in relief. “OK Nathan, I’ll call you.” His polite smile widened into a grin. “Thank you- bye.” Abby rubbed her wet crotch as she pulled away from the curb. It looked like she had finally found a man worth a damn. Edited October 25, 2022 by fullbladder (see edit history) DerekOmoso, Ood, rfthawne and 10 others 13 Quote Link to comment
fullbladder 1,277 Posted October 26, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted October 26, 2022 Thankfully, there was a vacant parking spot right in front of the entrance to Abby’s building. She parallel-parked and stepped out of her 2008 Chevy Malibu. Her wet pants had dampened Nathan’s sweater- it was still tied around her waist and she had sat on it to protect her car seat. She kept a garbage bag in the trunk for precisely these situations, but there had been no time to retrieve it today with laughing drunks eyeing her at the pub. The pee had now blended in well with her dark pants- her accident was hardly noticeable in the quiet street illuminated by streetlights. As she locked her car, Abby pulled Nathan’s sweater off her waist and draped it over her left arm. She shivered as a slight breeze contacted her scantily-clad youthful body, and nearly started peeing again. The warm wetness in her pants had cooled quickly and Abby was shivering. Her bladder had quickly filled again; she needed to get upstairs to warmth and relief. She could smell the strong, unmistakable aroma of her pee as she walked through the entrance. A man in a suit followed her into the building and gave her a strange look as they stepped into the elevator. Abby realized her accident must be a lot more visible in the bright lights of the 23-year-old five-story building. Not to mention, the pee smell. She really should have taken the stairs up… and kept Nathan’s sweater around her waist. It was too late now- she stood as far away from the man as possible and looked down at her feet as the elevator lurched and creaked, slowly making its way to the third floor. Luckily, the well-dressed handsome man lived on the top floor, so she wouldn’t have to endure his steady gaze on her for much longer. At long last, the elevator stopped and the doors opened. “Have a good evening.” He spoke as she stepped out. Abby could sense a slight amusement in his voice, almost a chuckle as he blurted out his goodbye. “Thanks.” Abby muttered as turned left into the quiet hallway- her unit was the second one from the elevator. Fortunately, no neighbors showed as she unlocked the door and shut it behind her. Chloe was seated on the couch with a glass of wine, the bottle resting on the table in front of her. She paused the movie she was watching to greet Abby as she walked in. “Hey, Ab. How did it go?” Abby dropped the sweater and purse on the dining table and gestured towards her wet pants. “Wow, you really did it!” Chloe scrambled over with her wine glass, almost spilling it on the carpet. She was slurring her words, having downed two glasses already. She bent over in front of Abby, closely inspecting her crotch to make out the wetness. Abby looked at her in slight awe. This was about the drunkest she had ever seen her friend, definitely the most uninhibited, in any case. “The color’s blended in now. Here, you can see it for sure on my panties.” She undid her pants and pulled them down to her thighs. A clear dark semi-circle had formed on the front of the mustard-yellow underwear, reaching half-way up to the high-waist. The gusset of the wet panties clung to Abby’s vulva, revealing its perfect shape to Chloe. Chloe gasped. “Yeah.. wow. You must have really had to go!” She resisted the urge to reach down and touch her friend’s crotch. “Yeah, I did. Well, I better go get cleaned up.” Abby blushed after noticing her pussy was so visible. She quickly turned around and pulled her pants back up to her waist. Chloe briefly admired her perfect round butt- the back of her full-bottomed panties was absolutely drenched. “Wait, what about Nathan?” Chloe was hopelessly turned on; she had never been more attracted to Abby… or anyone else. Abby turned around again, holding her pants up with one hand. “Oh, he was great about it!” She excitedly filled her friend in on how he had been the perfect gentleman- having a great conversation with her, paying for dinner, giving her his sweater, the kiss at the end of the night… Chloe squirmed on the spot. She hadn’t peed since soaking her pants in the shower prior to Abby's date and her bladder had refilled quickly after that. She had now finished her third glass of wine as Abby wrapped up her story. Her bladder had severely weakened after the initial hold and release- she was really struggling not to grab her crotch. “Anyway, I really gotta get cleaned up. I totally stink right now and my legs are getting itchy.” On cue, Abby reached down into her open pants to scratch her inner thigh. The act revealed her wet panties to Chloe again. “Wait! I have to pee first.” Chloe danced on the spot- there was no way she could hold it more than a few more minutes. Abby looked at Chloe strangely. “Can’t hold it ten minutes? I’m only going to take a quick shower…” “No, I really gotta go bad!” She felt herself starting to leak and quickly grabbed her crotch through her light grey sweatpants. She barely stopped herself from peeing into her peacock-blue cotton panties. Abby’s sexual excitement spiked again, as it had after she had wet herself and kissed Nathan in her car. She pulled down her soaked pants all the way and watched Chloe’s gaze lock in on her wet underwear. This was undoubtedly her best chance to get her roommate involved in pee games with her. “Oh, yeah?” Abby rushed into the bathroom and stood in the doorway, blocking it. Chloe hobbled desperately towards her, her hands in her crotch. “This is not a joke! I’ve been drinking since you left and haven’t gone pee!” “Really? What about that essay you said you were working on?” Abby grinned, realizing Chloe had no way out of her lie. Chloe pushed her shoulder into Abby, trying to muscle past her, but the taller, more athletic girl easily thwarted her attempt. Being able to use hands to push someone away was a huge advantage. Abby’s own need to pee was growing as she enjoyed her best friend’s desperate show. “You’re a naughty girl- you were filling up your bladder, weren’t you? I could tell you were up to something weird!” Abby teased, laughing. This was so hot! Chloe moaned as another wave of desperation tortured her. Despite her best efforts, she leaked into her panties this time. She shoved a hand into her sweatpants and clutched her pussy through her damp underwear, feeling the warm wetness on her fingers. Abby’s own desperation grew as she watched Chloe struggle. She twisted her hips rhythmically, battling the urge to let go where she stood. “I should have just taken you to see Nathan with me. We could have both just pissed ourselves there.” She giggled at the thought. “Ah, fuck you!” Chloe smiled at the funny thought, trying to stop herself from laughing and peeing all over herself. Regardless, she squirted again and felt her hot pee dripping off her hand into the cotton-polyester material of her pants. “Oh look, you made a wet spot.” Abby pointed at her pants, laughing. “You’re gonna have to wash those pants, hun. Just let go- no point in holding on now!” Chloe closed her eyes, fighting to maintain control. Seeing the toilet a few feet behind Abby was pure hell. So close, and yet so far… Amidst her horniness, Abby felt a strong spasm erupt form her bladder. Too exhausted to fight it, she started rewetting her panties. She let out an emphatic sigh of relief and moaned as her pee flowed through her moist panties, down her legs and onto the floor. It was too much for poor Chloe. She lost control and started wetting her pants. Warm pee flowed through her strained hands, turning her light grey sweatpants dark. Helplessly, she backed up and leaned on the wall behind her, surrendering the fight for the bathroom. She couldn’t believe she was wetting herself in front of Abby. It felt so wrong… and yet so right, too. As Abby finished peeing herself for the second time that day, she walked forward and caressed her friend’s breasts though her shirt. Then, she moved lower, sliding her hand down Chloe's stomach and down her pants. Chloe moved her own hands out to the way, allowing Abby to gently massage her clitoris through her soaked panties as she finally finished peeing. Abby’s rubbing intensified as did Chloe’s moans and she orgasmed for the third time in three hours. Abby held her as she collapsed down the wall, sliding to the floor. The two girls embraced on the soiled floor for a moment before Abby lifted her new lover up and led her into the shower. 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Scalar 72 Posted October 26, 2022 Share Posted October 26, 2022 Poor nathan haha. But that was very good, i really hope you do a few more of those chapters! fullbladder 1 Quote Link to comment
fullbladder 1,277 Posted October 26, 2022 Author Share Posted October 26, 2022 Will keep writing as long as there's interest for it (and as along as I still have ideas lol)! LilMiss, FunkEngine and Scalar 3 Quote Link to comment
DerekOmoso 371 Posted October 26, 2022 Share Posted October 26, 2022 55 minutes ago, fullbladder said: Will keep writing as long as there's interest for it (and as along as I still have ideas lol)! That would be cool!!! More stuff with the two girls maybe?? Scalar, joebarnes, fullbladder and 3 others 6 Quote Link to comment
fullbladder 1,277 Posted October 29, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted October 29, 2022 (edited) Chloe could hardly believe what she was doing as she stroked Abby’s pussy in the steamy shower, even entering it with two fingers frequently. As her roommate moaned pleasurably, an overwhelming desire to taste her lover occupied Chloe in her drunken, horny haze. But Abby caught her as she was about to kneel in the shower and lifted her up. They kissed again as Abby turned off the water and pulled a fresh towel off the rack. While Chloe was still drying off, Abby dragged her into her bedroom and finally permitted her to orally stimulate her most intimate region. They fell asleep quickly after Abby climaxed and woke up in a naked embrace the next morning. If not for their bursting bladders and work schedules, there would have surely been another round of passionate womanly sex to kick off the day. Abby promised Chloe a surprise as she rushed out of door, asking her to stay hydrated in the afternoon. Chloe was happy to oblige and delightfully planned to rush home after class with a full bladder. Her morning shift at work had been busy but she had still managed to down her 1L water bottle over three-and-a-half hours. Her bladder still not fully recovered from last night, so she had arrived at campus absolutely bursting. The bumpy 20-minute bus ride had done her no favors and she had resorted to holding herself with her school bag on her lap by the end of it. Mere minutes from class starting, Chloe had run into the nearest toilet to relieve herself before the lengthy 3-hour lecture. Despite her best efforts to undo her knotted pants as rapidly as possible, she started peeing before her pants were down and wet the gusset of her pink bikini-cut panties. Fortunately, only a dribble of pee had leaked through, so she was able to dry her garments off with a handful of toilet paper and escape the bathroom with only a quarter-sized wet spot on her pants, conveniently right between her legs and mostly out-of-view to anyone around her. Undeterred, Chloe had filled up her bottle to the brim again and sipped enthusiastically through the class. By the time she walked out of the lecture hall three hours later, she was bursting for the toilet again. However, the next stop was home so a second trip to the school’s facilities could be naughtily avoided. She filled her water bottle yet again and chugged thirstily as she briskly walked off the large campus, on her way home. Her desperation multiplied as she hurried through quiet streets in the cool autumn afternoon. Her bottle was empty yet again as she squirmed in front of the elevator. It wouldn’t be long before she would helplessly soak her pants- she had simply drunk way too much water in a short time. What an exciting thought! She wondered where Abby was- she typically got home at about 4:45, about 30 minutes from now. The elevator finally arrived and a young mom with a baby in a stroller exited. She smiled at Chloe who willed herself to stop squirming as she waited to step in. As the doors finally shut behind her, Chloe took advantage of the private moment to grip her pussy and admire herself in the mirrored elevator. She needed to pee badly now- hopefully Abby’s surprise was a sexy one! Suddenly the elevator groaned and halted. In a moment of cold panic, the reality of the situation hit Chloe like a ton of bricks. Here she was, hopelessly bursting for a pee and the elevator had just malfunctioned! Her need to pee seemed to double at the horrifying thought. She desperately pushed the emergency call button and prayed for a quick answer. Trying to avoid thinking of her filling bladder, Chloe counted the rings as she danced on the spot, still holding herself through her pants. “One, two three, four, five… hello?” She nearly yelled out the greeting as the ringing stopped. “Hello- you have reached emergency elevator services- this is Tara. Can you confirm your address?” Chloe quickly agreed with the female operator with an Aussie accent and sighed as Tara informed her the technician was on his way. “D-do you know how long it will be?” She stopped herself from announcing she needed the toilet badly- the phone call was probably recorded and she didn't want her urgent need on tape. “He should be there within ten minutes, Miss. Feel free to call me back if you don’t hear anything soon.” “OK thanks, bye.” Ten minutes- she could probably hold on for that long… but then it would also take time to fix the elevator. What if she peed her pants while the guy was fixing the lift? She had no idea how long an elevator repair would take… Chloe’s gaze fell upon her clear glass water bottle. She could pee in it before the technician got there. But where to put it? The bottle was old and its cap leaked- putting it in her small backpack was a no-no. She would have to walk out holding the bottle and maybe the technician would notice she had peed in it- wouldn't that be embarrassing... Maybe her pee would come out clear and he would be none the wiser. She had drunk a lot of water so there shouldn’t be much yellow. Minutes ticked by as Chloe pondered what to do. As her desperation mounted and wriggling intensified, it became clear she would not be able to hold on much longer. If she didn’t relieve herself, she would most likely drench her light-colored pants before the elevator was fixed- that was the most humiliating outcome of all. It was best to do the deed now in the few minutes before the technician arrived. Decidedly, she unscrewed the empty water bottle and set it down on the carpeted floor of the elevator. Dancing, Chloe undid her pants and nearly leaked into them for the second time that day. She just managed to refrain from urinating until she felt her lower set of lips touch the cool glass opening of the bottle. In a squatting position, she relaxed her bladder muscles, sighing in relief. As her pee noisily poured into the bottle, Chloe prayed that the no one could hear what she was doing. While the mouth of the bottle was of decent width, it was unable to catch all of Chloe’s pee. A circular wet spot formed on the grey carpet as Chloe attempted to stop peeing with the bottle nearing capacity. As she managed to stem the flow just before the bottle overflowed, the technician yelled from below. “Hi, can you hear me?” “Y-yes, I’m stuck!” She quickly rose, taking care to step away from the bottle so she wouldn't knock it over. “OK, I’ll work on getting the doors opened so you can get out- hang on!” Having nothing to wipe with, Chloe shook her butt as best she could, then ran her hand over her pussy. She wiped her wet hand on the carpet before she pulled her pants up and retied them. Even with the shaking and wiping, she could feel the excess pee dampening her panties. The next priority was getting that darn bottle capped and off the ground. As she knelt to pick it up, her bladder reminded her that it still needed relief. A scraping noise filled the elevator from above- the man was trying to pry the doors open. She nervously held the bottle behind her back, anticipating the door to open any second. Chloe’s bottle showed a mostly clear liquid, but there was a slight yellow shade. If she moved quickly, maybe no one would catch on. However, the elevator carpet was another matter. There was a dark, wet spot where she had peed- it was obvious that some liquid had spilled on the old, faded carpet. Chloe strategically stepped on top of it, hiding most of it. A hint of daylight poked through as the tip of the pry tool poked through. An eye peered in from near the top of the elevator. “Hey, you’re between two floors here so we will need to make this work in a tight space. I’ve got the outer door opened but this inner one will need to be done inch by inch. Then, I’ll throw down a rope ladder and you can climb up. Sound good?” She agreed and watched the man poke another tool through, presumably a jack. As promised, the doors began separating as he pumped the lever. He stopped at a gap of about two feet. “OK, that should work. In a minute, I’m gonna throw down a bucket for you to put your bag and water bottle in and I’ll pull your stuff up. Then we can get you up- it’s a lot safer and easier if you climb up with both your hands free.” Chloe blushed, realizing he could see her bottle in the reflection of the mirror. Luckily, he hadn’t noticed it was filled with pee- yet. As the man left, presumably to get the bucket, Chloe pee-danced on the spot. Her bladder was filling up again alarmingly quickly. It had hardly been fifteen minutes since she had filled up the bottle and it seemed like she had to go almost as badly again! “OK, here we go.” Chloe stopped wriggling as he reappeared above her and lowered a bucket slowly until it was next to her. “Go on, now step over and place your things in the bucket.” Chloe could sense an impatience in his voice. Blushing red, she reluctantly stepped off the wet spot and put her bottle into the bucket as quickly as possible. Then, she took her backpack and stuffed it in, trying to pin the bottle into place so it wouldn’t topple over and leak- the last thing she needed was pee in the bucket and all over her backpack. As the bucket rose and reached the top of the elevator, Chloe watched the technician gaze down at its contents curiously before setting it aside. She wondered if pee had spilled out and he had smelled it. Gosh, this was such a humiliating experience! What were the chances of this damn elevator getting stuck this time when she was filling up- nothing like this had never happened to her ever before! She was back on the wet spot now, rocking back and forth. It was a familiar feeling- her bladder had recently experienced relief and now it shouted for more release. She just had to hang on a few more minutes before she got to her room. As the man stepped away again to set up the ladder, Chloe took the opportunity to clutch herself for a precious few seconds. Even with the bag and bottle already up, it was going to be a real challenge to get her own ass out of this elevator in her desperate state. A minute later, a narrow rope ladder dropped down, settling at knee-height a few feet away, just as the bucket had. Chloe quickly moved towards it. Climbing up was indeed a challenge. She felt herself leak into her panties as she climbed onto the first step of five. Needing both hands, she had no choice but to pause briefly and squeeze her pussy muscles tight. As she climbed higher, more pee spurted out. She could feel the familiar drips running down her legs. Finally, Chloe had reached the man’s extended hands at the top of the ladder. She grabbed them, permitting him to pull her up. The strain of sliding through the two-foot gap in the elevator doors and her body contacting the cold tiled floor almost made her lose total control. She barely limited the leakage to a couple long squirts as she was dragged out of the elevator. With the technician two feet above her, she could read the nametag now- Peter. He was quite the handsome thirty-two-year-old and she could see his eyes scanning her soiled pants, the wet spot on the carpet below, and the water bottle in the bucket again. He knew she was peeing herself like a little girl. Her face burned beet red and tears ran down her face as she hastily stood up, grabbed her items from the bucket, and made her way to the stairwell. She could feel his eyes on her wet legs as she walked away, trying not to completely embarrass herself. Chloe somehow made it into her bathroom before her dam burst. Getting her pants off wasn't an option, so she hopped onto the toilet seat fully clothed and desperately peed through her pants. She closed her eyes and sighed loudly with relief. Finally being able to empty her very strained bladder was simply heaven. A few seconds after finishing peeing and catching her breath, Chloe turned on the bathroom light observe the damage in the full-length bathroom mirror. The capri-pants glistened with wetness; the white fabric was now transparent and revealed her pink panties. Despite the humiliating experience, Chloe felt sexually charged. She had just wet herself in public, in front of a very cute man. She was about to remove her wet pants to masturbate when the front door opened. A few seconds later, Abby entered the bathroom. Edited October 29, 2022 by fullbladder (see edit history) joebarnes, Ood, FunkEngine and 10 others 9 4 Quote Link to comment
fullbladder 1,277 Posted October 30, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted October 30, 2022 (edited) Thanks for the support everyone- you have been great like always! I have a couple ways in mind how this could go, so I would love to get some added feedback from all of you (great ideas already with more of the two girls and the full bottomed panties- THANKS). If you could just respond to the question posed at the end of this chapter, I'd really appreciate it! Abby dropped her shopping bags to put her arms around Chloe and admired her embarrassed face in the mirror. She removed her jacket to massage her 32C breasts through her purple T-shirt and kissed her neck. Chloe grew excited at seeing the reflection of her in soaked pants being fondled by a very attractive woman. As Abby dropped her right hand to squeeze her soaked ass, Chloe turned her body, so Abby’s hand was in her wet crotch. They kissed passionately as Abby’s long slender fingers massaged her pussy through the soiled pants. Abby broke off the kiss and Chloe gasped, already feeling herself nearing orgasm in the heated embrace. Abby moved her mouth within inches of her lover’s ear to whisper, “Babe, you were supposed to wait for me. What happened?” Chloe moaned. “I was drinking lots like you wanted… ohhh, that feels good.” She gasped. Abby sensed she was close to coming and stopped rubbing, her piss-covered hand still on her crotch. “And then?” “Oh, don’t stop please.” She thrust her hips forward to push her crotch into Abby’s hand. Abby started massaging her again, slower this time. “Mmm… then I got stuck in the elevator… ohhh, harder c’mon.” “Then what?” Abby’s rubbing intensified slightly with the whisper. Chloe moaned, then bit her lower lip to suppress a scream. “Then, I called.. for help. And… I peed… in my water bottle…. Ohhhh!” Abby abruptly stopped rubbing again. “Is your bottle outside?” She didn’t wait for an answer and exited the washroom. Chloe immediately had her own hand in her crotch- she was hopelessly horny and needed release badly. By the time Abby had located the bottle full of pee and returned to the washroom, Chloe was screaming with pleasure. One of her hands was gripping her crotch while the other pushed against the bathroom counter, keeping her upright as her legs shook uncontrollably. “You naughty girl! I’m going to have to punish you for that!” Abby scolded as Chloe's frantic breathing slowed a little. Chloe allowed Abby to push her into the shower and kiss her. While her eyes were closed, Abby broke off the kiss and Chloe felt a warm wetness soaking her t-shirt. Abby was emptying the bottle on her breasts. What a perfect day to go bra-less! Abby spread her legs and peed her own skinny jeans for good measure- she had been drinking water all day and holding it in preparation of tonight. She sighed blissfully and let Chloe admire the spreading wetness for a moment before turning on the shower, making the two of them even wetter. After the shower, Abby unveiled her big surprise. She had gone out earlier and bought adult diapers! The girls admired the colorful floral prints on them before donning one each and gulping glass after glass of water together. Looking at each other topless and in diapers had both of them struggling not to rub themselves through the bulky absorbent material. Fortunately, Abby had another surprise to occupy them for at least a few minutes. From the other shopping bag emerged a bong she had just purchased. They added some magic grass to it and lit up. With a few hits came more touching, kissing, and water chugging. Playfully, the ladies challenged each other to a holding contest. With all the water they had been consuming, it was undoubtedly going to be a quick battle. “Loser has to wet her pants in public!” Abby challenged, laughing at the fact that they had both done that over the span of a couple days. She didn’t expect Chloe to accept, since she was generally shy- her accident had not been intentional. “Oh, you’re so on!” Chloe shot back. “You’re going to soak your diaper in like ten minutes tops!” “Haha, maybe but only after I see your nappy turn pink first.” The female diapers were designed to change color when peed in. As they boldly challenged each other, the women grew coyer about their bodily needs. Both of their toilet urges were growing rapidly, but they tried not to reveal their desperation to the other. Their confident gulping of water had slowed to cautious sipping and the loud chatter was replaced by sharp inhales and exhales of air. Before long, hiding the need to pee was replaced by a more urgent necessity- keeping the diaper dry by any means necessary. The girls moaned and squeezed themselves openly, unconcerned if the other saw. It was the only way they could stay dry. As the high began to wear off, Chloe started to come to terms with reality. If she peed her diaper, Abby would make her pee herself in public. Where would that be? In front of whom? They hadn’t discussed terms at all! With Abby being as crazy as she was, Chloe could end up with some real consequences in her life! Who would have ever thought that her walking into an unreliable elevator with a full bladder would directly lead to not one, but two, public pants wettings! She opened her mouth to speak up, but then realized the lack of trust she would show. It would seem like Chloe didn't trust Abby not to destroy her life. Chloe herself would never do this to a lover. She would make it happen in a naughty but inconsequential way. Someplace like a dark alley way at night…. wearing black jeans. Perhaps there would be a walk home through some dimly lit streets. Or perhaps in a knee-length dress covered by a long overcoat for the cold weather- she could wet herself sitting in a quiet corner of an outdoor patio, as Abby had done, then put on her coat for the walk home. Or… On the other hand, she may get the one-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see Abby wet herself somewhere! Chloe closed her mouth and set her jaw. She was going to win this contest. A few minutes passed and the young women grew more desperate to pee. Abby was standing up, leaning against the side of their lounge couch, one of her hands on top of it. The other hand had a death-grip on the gusset of her diaper. She was pulling up the bulky cloth to her crotch forcefully, the tips of her right-hand colored white from strain. She rocked back and forth with her legs crossed. Chloe was lying with her back on the couch, squirming like a worm on wet cement. Both of her hands were pushing full-force on the diaper. She heard Abby gasp sharply and turned quickly, sure that the sound symbolized an accident happening under Abby’s diaper. The quick motion almost made her begin urinating in her own protective adult garment, but she clamped her hand back on her crotch to prevent the leak. However, no pink was visible on Abby’s diaper. Her hands covered up the lower part of the diaper where the wetness would undoubtedly show first. “OK, rules.” Abby gasped. Chloe smiled. As desperate as she was, if Abby was laying down rules, it meant Abby was surely really worried. Worried because she on the verge of wetting herself and losing the bet. “No wetting in front of people we know, nothing where our puddle has to be mopped up… an- and, and nothing else that’s gonna mess our lives totally! Deal?” She gasped out the words in segments, deep breaths punctuating the urgency in them. “Deal!” Chloe shouted quickly. She would never want to humiliate Abby that badly anyway. Abby gasped again- her wriggling intensified. Her feet danced desperately in place- it was clear she was helplessly peeing herself and trying valiantly to regain bladder control. Chloe hopped to her feet to see her wetting- a topless beauty peeing her diaper. It was a scene to behold! As Chloe stood up, she realized her mistake. Lying down had been helping her hold. Now that she was on her feet, the full volume of pee pressed down on her urethra demanding release. Plus, mentally, she had subconsciously relaxed when Abby had spoken up, sensing that she was close to a win and sweet relief. It had all been a clever ploy by Abby and it had worked. Abby briefly removed her hand from her diaper to demonstrate it was still snow white, as Chloe moaned in despair. Before she could even get near Abby’s diaper, she started involuntarily soaking her own. She dropped to her knees in front of Abby, her hands off the diaper and on the floor at Abby’s feet. Hiding the wet diaper was impossible. It filled as a flood flowed into it and a light but distinguishable pink color rapidly spread over the clean white. “I win!” exclaimed Abby as a defeated Chloe turned over and lay spread-eagle on the brown carpet. Still peeing, she sighed, overwhelmed with relief. Her diaper warmed further as her engorged bladder emptied into it, and grew immediately heavier. She could feel it sagging away from her genitalia. The feeling of hot wetness engulfing her crotch was delicious, maybe even more pleasurable than the feeling of peed pants. She had lost the holding contest- she had wet herself first and so she would be at Abby’s mercy. It was scary and somehow exhilarating at the same time. Abby moved forward a few steps, so she stood with the bottom of her diaper over Chloe’s head. She let go of her crotch and relaxed her pussy muscles. She sighed, hands on hips, as her burdened bladder released its contents into her diaper. Chloe looked up to see the material expand out then fill with liquid. It turned pink and grew heavier and heavier until Abby reached down with both hands and pushed up against it. The pee overflowed and dripped out both sides of the diaper. Some splattered on Chloe’s face, but Abby quickly moved lower so the hot liquid flowed down on her girlfriend’s naked breasts, as well as all over the old carpet. Chloe moaned, rubbing Abby’s pee down her frigid body. It was undoubtedly the best shower of her young life! Finishing peeing, Abby dropped to the floor to join a drenched Chloe on the carpet. They lay together enjoying the cooling wetness for a few minutes until Abby spoke up. “Baby?” “Mm?” “I have an appointment to tutor Nathan on Monday at his place.” “Oh.” Chloe immediately alerted and opened her eyes. She had been on the verge of passing out on the carpet. “Are you okay with me seeing him again?” Abby had sat up and was looking at Chloe intently as she posed the question. Chloe hesitated, then decided she had no right to dictate how Abby earned her money. They had to be able to trust each other if this was going to be a real thing. “Sure, you can tutor him if you want.” “Well, what about going further that that?” As always, Abby was slightly annoyed by Chloe’s non-committal responses. It seemed like she always had to ask follow-up questions to get the answers she wanted. There was no way Chloe didn’t know what was being asked. Chloe pondered the question for a long moment. On one hand, she felt bad not letting Abby proceed further with the great guy she had connected with. At the same time, her own feelings for Abby with undeniable. Letting her see Nathan even for tutoring purposes seemed like a risky idea. “Can I please think about it?” “Sure, babe, no problem.” Abby laid her head down on Chloe’s wet lap and allowed her to massage her scalp as she drifted off to sleep. Edited November 4, 2022 by fullbladder (see edit history) Nova, OmoNeon, joebarnes and 8 others 10 1 Quote Link to comment
fullbladder 1,277 Posted November 4, 2022 Author Share Posted November 4, 2022 Well, I was going to stop writing this since no one replied, but still a bunch of upvotes so I guess people do want more.... thanks for your love I'll try again and ask you to kindly state your preference- hopefully a couple of you comment (otherwise I'll just go with my gut): Should Chloe allow Abby to see Nathan again and in what capacity? LilMiss, OmoNeon, derektor_2000 and 1 other 4 Quote Link to comment
joebarnes 32 Posted November 4, 2022 Share Posted November 4, 2022 Personally, I prefer to see the relationship of Chloe and Abby expanded further. However, I wouldn't mind having Nathan potentially involved with the two girls in some public scenarios. That way, you can still utilize the Nathan character without fully crushing the connection the girls are developing. Either way, I love the direction you are taking this story in and will continue to read it regardless of the choice you make 🙂 FunkEngine, fullbladder, DerekOmoso and 2 others 5 Quote Link to comment
fullbladder 1,277 Posted November 4, 2022 Author Share Posted November 4, 2022 Thanks Joe! Some good food for thought for sure! FunkEngine, derektor_2000, DerekOmoso and 1 other 4 Quote Link to comment
DerekOmoso 371 Posted November 4, 2022 Share Posted November 4, 2022 17 minutes ago, joebarnes said: Personally, I prefer to see the relationship of Chloe and Abby expanded further. However, I wouldn't mind having Nathan potentially involved with the two girls in some public scenarios. That way, you can still utilize the Nathan character without fully crushing the connection the girls are developing. Either way, I love the direction you are taking this story in and will continue to read it regardless of the choice you make 🙂 I agree. The girls relationship is one of rather see expanded, but throwing out the whole Nathan character wouldn't be fair. fullbladder, FunkEngine and LilMiss 3 Quote Link to comment
fullbladder 1,277 Posted November 4, 2022 Author Share Posted November 4, 2022 Thanks Derek!! FunkEngine and DerekOmoso 1 1 Quote Link to comment
Pisarah 5 Posted November 4, 2022 Share Posted November 4, 2022 This is great! The whole "trying to hide from your kinky best friend that you're also into her kink" is quite unique, and I think it could be expanded in great ways (if I may give suggestions, maybe Chloe could start to become more daring and to hold her pee in public without telling Abby, or maybe there could be a chapter from Nathan's perspective where he tries to figure out why Abby keeps putting off going to the toilet). Either way, I think whatever direction you take this story could have great potential, because it's turning out awesome so far! fullbladder 1 Quote Link to comment
fullbladder 1,277 Posted November 5, 2022 Author Share Posted November 5, 2022 (edited) Thanks again for the feedback and thumbs ups! Some more of Nathan in this one, but pivoting to what you all want to see! Hope you like it 🙂 As Abby walked from the car parkade to the ancient university dorm, she reflected on the past few days. So much had happened in a short time. She had peed herself on a date, hooked up with her roommate, and wet a diaper, her first in about 20 years. Buying adult diapers had been interesting. She had never had the temptation to try one even though she had seen the adult baby fetish on the internet during her omorashi-and-masturbation sessions. Diapers were for little babies and old incontinent grandparents- but then again, so was pants wetting. Anyway, once she had seen Chloe wet herself helplessly outside the bathroom door she had been blocking, Abby had gotten the deep urge to see Chloe as a baby. A baby wetting her cute little nappy. And if Chloe was soaking diapers, Abby should be right there with her. A good girlfriend supported her significant other’s hobbies, and being a good baby girl was Chloe’s dirty little hobby. Abby had walked into the grocery store two minutes away from their condo and turned into the diapers section. Everything was for babies until the very end of the aisle- there it was, a shelf for adult male and female diapers. Abby admired the photos of young men’s padded crotches briefly before turning her attention towards the female side. They were all plain and white except for one option. These had pretty little pink and purple flowers on them, along with a color-changing feature. Excitedly, Abby grabbed a pack- this was going to be awesome! “Oh, heyyyy Abby! How have you been?” A familiar cheery voice sang out behind her. Shocked, Abby turned to her left to find Sahari with her arm raised beside her, the other hooking through a purse and a grocery basket. Sahari had been Abby’s lab-mate in year 1 Biology 099 class, an easier science elective that pretty much all arts students took. The two had been close that year, but had drifted apart over time. They pretty much texted each other on birthdays and holidays- then the conversation would stop again after a couple of days. Abby smiled as best she could and met her one-armed embrace. Her other arm held her purse and her 6-pack of diapers. She moved the pack as close to the side of her leg as possible, trying to hide it from view. “Hi Sahari! Great to see you!” “Yeah- it’s been a while! You buying… diapers?” Sahari’s smile drooped a touch as she looked at the shelf mid-hug and realized where they were. Abby stopped smiling and let go of the hug. “Um, yeah.” She stared into the smiling but bewildered face- this was bad. Sahari was a social butterfly and gossiped like no one else. Her smile widened again. “Who’s the father?” She bent over and cackled. Abby laughed with her. It would actually be a relief if Sahari walked away thinking she had a newborn baby. She would spread a stupid rumor that would be quickly discredited, along with the rest of her story. Abby was about to make a joke about having triplets, but Sahari spoke again, pointing at Abby’s hand. “But those are adult diapers… let me see those.” Abby reluctantly lifted her hand, showing Sahari the pink package with a large photo of a brown-skinned woman wearing the floral print. “Yeah… my grandma is flying in to visit this weekend and I need to make sure there are some around.” She giggled nervously. Sahari burst out laughing again, her golden-brown curled hair bobbing up and down on her naked shoulders. She was quite the exhibitionist. Even on a chilly afternoon, she wore a light jacket over a skimpy summer dress. During the awkward hug, the open jacket had slipped a few inches down her back. “Well, as long as they’re not for you!” She blurted out. She seemed to sense how awkward the comment was as she said it. “I gotta go, good seeing you!” “You too, Sahari- bye!” Abby replied, as she walked away hurriedly. Abby wondered if the lie had been believable. What if Sahari knew one of the boys she had revealed her pee fetish to? She had been open with random drunk guys but having these things spread amongst her friends was another matter. Sahari had definitely met most of her current circle of friends, but Abby wasn’t sure who she still talked to. She was now wondering the same thing. Was Sahari telling tales about her buying adult diapers? Was she letting others know her grandma was coming to visit? Would the others ask about the visit and would she have to invent some more? The good news was that there had been no messages about the encounter at all. Sahari wouldn’t normally gossip about seeing someone unless something eventful had happened. Well- something had, but that was Sahari’s embarrassing comment. “She would not want to discuss that.” Abby muttered to herself as she climbed up the cement stairs and locked eyes with a well-dressed Nathan waiting on the other side of the glass doors. “Thanks, Nate.” She smiled as he held the door open for her. He was dressed in dress pants and a collared shirt. He always dressed nicely with dark wash jeans and ironed shirts, but today was a level above. After a quick hug, they entered the elevator with the usual hello-how-are-you’s. He held open the door for Abby again as they entered his comfortable dorm room. “Would you like to…” He gestured in the direction of the communal washroom across the hall. Abby giggled- she had been there a number of times and he had never made such an offer before. “No, I think I’m good today… for now anyway.” She gave him a questioning look and he laughed nervously. If only he knew! “OK here.” He pulled out the wood chair at his desk then sat down on the foldable outdoor patio chair he kept in his closet. He always gave her the nice chair. “No. I want that chair today.” She pointed towards him. “OK sure!” He hurriedly rose, nearly knocking over the light metal, plastic-sheeted seat. Abby caught the tipped chair, repositioned it, and sat down. She removed her overcoat to reveal a light-yellow top and a loose light-orange skirt. Nathan’s eyes scanned her quickly before sitting down and gesturing to the open book on the wooden desk. “Um… here, Abby. This one- I want help with.” He said nervously, pointing at a diagram. “Hmm.” Abby leaned in close to him as she looked at the diagram. He smelled nice like he was freshly showered. She herself had dolled up after work before driving over, not something she did for most dates! She enjoyed his heavy breathing for a moment before sitting back in her chair again. “Yes, that can be tricky. But first, please, I need a glass of water.” “Oh, sorry! I should have offered!” He shot up from his seat. “I’ll be right back!” He rushed out the dorm door, to the shared kitchen and dining area outside. Abby smiled again and took the opportunity to smooth out her top and skirt. As she ran her palms over her lap, she felt the bulky material of the diaper. Nathan couldn’t see it under the long, frilled skirt, but he would see it soon enough. Edited November 5, 2022 by fullbladder (see edit history) FunkEngine, COCOabeanz, DerekOmoso and 1 other 3 1 Quote Link to comment
DerekOmoso 371 Posted November 5, 2022 Share Posted November 5, 2022 Oooh that is a great ending!!!! I'm excited for more! fullbladder and FunkEngine 2 Quote Link to comment
FunkEngine 10 Posted November 5, 2022 Share Posted November 5, 2022 So far you're doing a good job walking Nate carefully along the narrow path between being still a bit green, and being an unthinking tool... Chivalry is not dead, but you gotta have more than just that one arrow in your quiver if you want to hold someone's curiosity and interest for the long game. Otherwise, poor Nate will fade into the background along with all the other nice/polite/gentlemen that have no depth beyond being nice and their degree/job... Anything but just another hammer, y'know? I am confident you are already ahead on this and merely carefully portioning out the full reveal of Nate's well rounded personality and attitude that he's going to need if there's any hope of staying fresh and relevant to Abby's try new things and dare to succeed personality. fullbladder 1 Quote Link to comment
fullbladder 1,277 Posted November 6, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted November 6, 2022 (edited) “Actually, about your offer to use the washroom- I need a change.” Abby curtsied and whimpered. It was overacted, but only slightly. In addition to her two coffee cups at work, she had drunk three glasses of water next to Nathan. She had to go. It was a surprise she hadn’t leaked more than a few short squirts yet- she had opted for the patio chair just in case the diaper leaked as she tutored Nathan. Nathan looked at her in confusion. They had just hugged after a productive but otherwise uneventful tutoring session. “Change? I don’t understand.” Abby smiled and lifted her skirt up. Nathan gasped as her diaper came into view. A practiced omorashi enthusiast, Abby relaxed her female muscles and started forcefully wetting her undergarment. The sound of her urination filled the quiet apartment and the diaper began growing heavier and turning pink. Abby giggled at Nathan’s shocked face as she enjoyed the relief of letting go after nearly four hours of holding. She hadn’t peed since right after having lunch. Still peeing, she stepped forward into Nathan and kissed his open mouth. It was a long second before he started kissing back. “Well that’s better- ahhhhhhh!” As the kiss broke off and Nathan stepped back, Abby emphasized her relief and released the hem of her skirt, allowing it to fall back down to her knees. She smiled sweetly at him as he gawked back, still in sheer disbelief. “I need a change,” she repeated, reaching into her brown leather handbag and pulling out two new diapers. “Keep this fresh one in a safe place for me- I might need it later.” She handed Nathan a diaper then confidently opened the door to stride out to the washroom, other diaper in hand. With Abby changed into a clean diaper and Nathan finally being able to mutter a few words ten minutes later, the two headed down to the homely café across the street. Chloe was supposed to arrive there in a few minutes with a date. As they waited, Nathan pulled a plastic water bottle out from the inside of his jacket and handed it to Abby with a small smile. Abby looked at him in surprise. She had sensed he would be receptive to her fetish but never imagined he would already be encouraging her! “Oh thanks- you really want me to use that last diaper today, huh?” Chloe giggled as she accepted the bottle. “Of course.” He laughed with her. Abby showed up with her date just then and introduced the 5’9 brown-haired boy as Gavin. He was cute and lived in a neighbouring town. Abby had connected with him on a dating app on Chloe’s phone. After much pestering, Chloe had finally agreed to a double-date to settle her lost bet. Chloe had drunk three full glasses of water before leaving home as instructed and was going to drink a tall coffee with the others at this table- this wooden table for four in the middle of the busy café. She removed her coat and unveiled her peach-coloured long-sleeve shirt and black leggings. Even though Abby had picked out a relatively safe outfit (the shirt went down past her butt), this was all still horrifying. They ordered and got to talking. Gavin was quite the confident gentleman in addition to his great looks. He paid for the round of drinks as Nathan helped carry the cups back to the table. While they were in line, the girls quietly updated each other on their bladders. Abby excitedly told her flatmate about the wet diaper she had left in the bathroom trashcan, as well as the fresh diaper she was wearing now. Chloe, on the other hand, begged to be let out of the bet. She urgently whispered that she was on the verge of wetting herself, but Abby just smiled as the boys returned to the table. Abby gulped down the remaining water in her plastic bottle before starting on the tall coffee. Gavin was chatty- he went deep into his summer trip to Europe with a couple of coworkers while the girls grew more desperate. There was some shared chatter at first, but the conversation slowly evolved into Gavin doing 80% of the talking. It was probably for the best as the girls were in no shape to add anything meaningful to the dialogue. Abby could tell Nathan had figured out that there was also something going on with Chloe, who was subtly shifting and squirming in her seat just like Abby. Halfway through their coffees, the girls were in bad shape. Abby’s bladder was filling fast now that she had broken the seal- she felt a powerful twinge and released a quick spurt of pee into her diaper. The sensation of wet warmth flooding her private parts was amazing, not to mention the natural bliss that accompanied a brief relaxing of a girl’s full bladder. Abby’s pussy tingled and sexual excitement filled her body- it was so naughty sitting in the middle of a busy café, just peeing without a care in the world! Amidst his narcissism, Gavin finally noticed the silence at their table, especially from Chloe who hadn’t spoken for over five minutes. He looked over at her questioningly. “Hey, something wrong?” “She needs to pee.” Abby answered matter-of-factly. Chloe looked at her in horror- her intimate need to urinate had just been announced to Gavin and Nathan! Gavin, along with everyone else, looked over at a blushing Chloe who tried to stammer a denial. Abby interrupted. “It’s fine- she’s just shy sometimes. I know her well cuz we live together.” Abby stood up and waved Chloe up. “Let’s go.” Abby crossed her legs and bounced impatiently. Standing up had immediately intensified her need. She let some more pee escape into her moist diaper. Chloe got up quickly- Abby was going to let her pee! She wouldn’t have to wet herself here, thank God! Luckily, there was no lineup, just a few stalls occupied. Chloe rushed into the nearest open stall and tried to shut the door behind her, but Abby blocked it. “What are you doing?” Chloe whispered urgently as Abby shut the door behind them. “Peeing.” She answered casually, not caring if ladies in neighboring stalls heard. She stepped past her stunned girlfriend to the toilet. Upon sight of the stall and toilet, Chloe’s pee dance had intensified. But that torture was nothing compared to what happened next. Abby reached under skirt and lowered the wet diaper down to her feet. Chloe could make out the shiny wetness as Abby butt hit the toilet seat and she started peeing freely. She had her dress pinned to her chest with one hand, the other gripping Chloe’s wrist. Chloe could see and hear her lover’s clear pee stream as it flowed from her exposed vulva and splashed noisily into the toilet bowl. It was absolute hell! Twisting and gasping inside the small stall, Chloe somehow limited her leakage to just a single two-second squirt. Abby finally stopped peeing, her relieved sighing finally concluding with an “oh!” She opened her eyes for a quick glance up at Chloe before redirecting her gaze to her diaper. “OK, my turn.” Chloe tried to pull Abby off the seat, a challenge in her dangerously desperate state. “No.” Abby answered definitively. Chloe danced in place, on the verge of disgracing herself and on the brink of tears. “What you mean, no?” Abby purposefully pulled her feet out from the diaper’s leg-holes, one at a time. “I mean, you’re going to pee yourself in public like you promised.” Chloe gasped as her hand gripped the crotch of her leggings- her long shirt was hiked up to her waist. “No! Please!” Abby stood up and held out the wet diaper. “Here, this might help.” It took a moment for Chloe to understand what Abby meant. “I’m not wearing your dirty diaper! You already peed in it!” Stifled laughter sounded from the stall to the right. Chloe felt herself squirt again. The wetness could be felt on her fingertips. She had just made a wet spot on her leggings. “Fine- suit yourself. I’ll throw it away.” Abby lowered her skirt as she stood up and moved to the cubicle door, diaper in hand. “No, wait! I’ll take it!” Chloe let go of her crotch and wriggled off her tights and panties. She leaked again as Abby opened the diaper and quickly placed it between Chloe’s pussy and pissed panties. A little stream hit the diaper and wet Abby’s hand. "Mmm nice warm tea.” Abby joked as she wrapped the warm wet diaper around her waist and retaped the straps. Chloe blushed- this was SO embarrassing! “We better hurry- that diaper isn’t going to hold much. I squirted in it a few times.” Abby pulled up Chloe’s panties and leggings over the diaper. The leggings didn’t quite rise to her waist anymore, so she pulled Chloe’s shirt over it. Now, the diaper was hidden from view, but it was still painfully obvious that it was there, beneath Chloe’s tight clothes. Abby gave Chloe’s bum a quick spank as she got up. The sudden impact made her squirt again. With a quick glance around the quiet restroom, Abby dragged Chloe, unrelieved and shocked, out of the cubicle. Edited November 6, 2022 by fullbladder (see edit history) LilNinthel, DerekOmoso, arg08 and 4 others 5 1 1 Quote Link to comment
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