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Preface: This is a story created with the assistance of the site: novelai an Artificial Intelligent story-making website. The main characters are Callie and Marie Inkling. I had limited input on the story so some parts might be inconsistent. Hope you enjoy!
Marie had been holding her pee all day long. Her cousin, Callie, was in the recording studio, filming some clips for an upcoming song. Marie is behind a curtain, desperately trying to hold her pee. There is no way Marie can make it to a potty before peeing her panties.
Callie walks up next to her and whispers "I think you're going to have to use your diaper soon."
"No, I'm fine," Marie replies.
Callie walks back to the other side of the room and continues filming. Marie feels so uncomfortable with this constant pressure on her bladder. She knows she's going to have to go pee very soon.
Marie begins dancing around, trying to shake off the feeling that she needs to go.
"You should probably use a diaper now," says Callie.
Marie quickly reaches into her pocket and pulls out a diaper. It's one of her favorites: The 'Fancy Diaper' from Luv U Baby.
She looks at the clock and realizes she has less than ten minutes until Callie leaves.
"Okay, Callie," she says as she puts the diaper on under her skirt. "I'll be done in just a minute."
Marie dances around some more, hoping to get the urge to poop out of her body. She doesn't want to go in her diaper! But she also doesn't feel like pissing her pants or wetting herself either. She has never felt so desperate to pee before.
A few minutes pass by and Marie realizes there are only three minutes left before Callie will leave. She makes up her mind to try to hold it for another five minutes.
She turns her head toward the camera. "Hey, Callie?" she asks. "Do you think you could stay a little bit longer? I really need to go pee right now!"
Callie smiles and nods.
"But... I'd rather not go in my diaper..." she adds. "I promise I won't do anything weird if you stay."
Marie steps out from behind the curtain and walks over to Callie. She tries to ignore the feeling of her full bladder.
"I don't know how much longer I can hold it," she says.
Callie looks at the clock and immediately jumps up from her chair. "Shit, we've got about two minutes left! Sorry, Marie," she says with a laugh.
Marie takes the diaper off and puts it aside. She starts dancing again, but the pressure on her bladder gets even worse. She feels like she's going to burst.
"Okay, let's go!" Callie says. "We might have to improvise a little bit!"
As they walk towards the toilet, Marie holds her bladder tight. She finally notices a plastic bag lying on the floor. She picks it up and opens it. Inside is a small, white dildo.
"Oh, what the hell?!" she whispers. "Callie, what the fuck is this?"
Callie doesn't answer. Instead, she takes her hand out of her pocket and shows Marie the video camera. The camera is pointed at the ground.
"I told you I wouldn't do anything weird," Callie whispers.
Marie watches Callie's face. There is nothing there but pure, unadulterated lust.
"Come on, Callie," Marie says. "What's gotten into you? What kind of sick game are you playing here?"
Callie laughs. "This isn't a game, silly!" she says. "It's called roleplay. And it's fucking awesome!"
Marie looks up at the clock. One minute left.
"Okay, okay," Marie says. "Let's just do this. Whatever you want. Just please don't pee your pants. This is humiliating enough as it is."
Callie takes the dildo out of the bag and puts it on the ground. She then sits down on the toilet, facing Marie.
"Okay, it's time to take care of business," Callie says. "Get ready."
Marie feels her heart beating faster than ever. She wonders if she's going to be able to hold it.
"Hold your breath," Callie says. "And think about how badly you need to pee."
Marie does as she's told. She closes her eyes and focuses on trying to hold it.
"Good girl," Callie says. "Now... let it go!"
The sudden pressure on her bladder pushes the pee out of her body. It flows straight through her panties, soaking them completely.
"Oh, shit," Marie says in shock.
The pee flows out of Marie's pussy. Her thighs and stockings are soaked with hot piss.
"That was amazing," Callie says. "I love watching girls pee their pants."
Marie can't believe what she's hearing. She's pissed all over herself in front of her cousin.
"Callie, I didn't mean to-"
"Hey, it's okay, honey," Callie responds. "Now it's my turn to pee in your mouth!"
Callie stands up, removes her black dress, and pulls down her panties.
She squats down in front of Marie, aiming her ass at her open mouth.
"Open wide," she says.
"Wait... I change my mind. Give me your diaper," Callie adds.
She takes the diaper from Marie's hands and puts it on.
Callie pulls it down to her thighs. Then she sits back down.
"Now close your eyes and pretend I'm peeing in your diaper," Callie says.
Marie obeys. She keeps her eyes closed, waiting for Callie to finish. Callie licks Marie's pussy before letting out her pee into the diaper.
Callie moans, letting out a lot of pee.
"I really needed that," she says. "Thanks."
Marie opens her eyes, still unsure what to say.
"Don't worry, Marie," Callie says. "We're family.
Marie turns bright red and she starts fidgeting.
"What's wrong?" Asks Callie. "I need to go potty again..." Marie responds. "Can I use your nappy?"
"Of course," Callie answers. "Go ahead and sit down."
Marie sits down on the toilet seat, facing Callie. Callie takes of her diaper, giving it to Marie. Marie sniffs the diaper before putting it on, noting that Callie's pee was still warm.
She pulls her skirt up and tapes the diaper on.
"There," she says. "I'm good as new."
Marie gives Callie a big smile.
"Thank you, Callie," she says. "I really appreciate you helping me out like that."
Callie grabs her phone and turns it on, making sure the camera is on.
"Okay, Marie," she says. "Give me a hug."
Marie places her arms around Callie, who holds onto Marie tightly.
"Are you done peeing yet?" Callie asks.
Marie shakes her head, unable to speak.
Callie laughs and lets go of Marie.
"How about I help you out? Would you like that?"
Marie nods. She closes her eyes and waits for Callie to pee in her mouth again.
She feels something warm and wet on her lips. When she opens her eyes, she sees Callie squatting in front of her.
"Just relax," Callie says. "I'm going to take care of this."
Callie lets go of her pee straight into Marie's mouth. Marie starts fidgeting even more, holding the diaper that is still warm with Callie's pee.
Callie stands up, removes her dress, and pulls down her panties.
"Let's see how much pee we can squeeze out," she says.
Callie squats again, aiming her butt at Marie.
"Hold your breath," she says. "And enjoy the show."
Callie lets out a huge torrent of pee. It comes out so fast and hard, filling Marie's mouth up with urine.
She squeezes her eyes shut as the warm piss fills her mouth. She can feel her pussy getting warmer and warmer.
"That's it," Callie says after a few seconds. "Good job. Now let it all out."
Marie opens her eyes. She's amazed by the amount of pee she consumed.
"Wow," she says. "That tasted so good!" Marie starts wiggling on the toilet, really needing to pee in her diaper.
Her legs start shaking as she feels her bladder pushing out more pee.
"I think I'm gonna need some help here," she says.
"I figured as much," Callie replies. "It must be really bad if you're having trouble peeing."
Marie nods.
"I'm going to take care of you now," Callie says. "Relax and let me work."
Marie takes a deep breath, trying to relax. She closes her eyes once again and feels Callie's fingers touching her pussy.
Callie rubs her clit, making Marie moan.
"There we go," Callie says. "You're doing great."
Callie moves her hands down and starts massaging Marie's pussy. She spreads her lips open and uses her finger to push inside.
"Mmmm," Marie moans. "That feels so good."
Callie presses her fingers in deeper. Marie arches her back, trying to make sure Callie can reach all her sensitive spots.
Callie's hand touches Marie's wet diaper. She fingers Marie more until Marie starts cumming, followed by a yellow flow.
"Ahh, yes!" Marie cries. "You did such a good job!"
"Sorry for making you wait so long," Callie apologizes. "I couldn't resist."
Marie giggles.
Pee shoots out of her pussy and into her diaper; Callie's hand still inside.
A loud trickling floods the bathroom stall. Callie twitches in shock as her hand becomes warm with Marie's pee. The nappy quickly overflows, dripping onto Callie's breasts.
"Oh, wow!" Marie says. "I've never had an accident like this before!"
Callie smiles and lets go of Marie's pee-soaked diaper.
"Well, I guess you'll need more diapers today," she says.
Marie can't stop laughing.
"You're right," she says. "I think I'll just pee myself whenever I feel the urge from now on."
Callie laughs and licks Marie's pussy clean before pulling up the girl's diaper. All the excess pee squirts out and soaks Callie's clothes.
"Mmmm. That's so adorable! You are so cute with that wet diaper on!" Callie exclaims.
She helps Marie get off the toilet, lifting up her dress to check out the mess.
"I don't think we should take these off," Callie says. "Your diaper is already soaked, so you might as well leave it on."
Marie nods.
"It's so warm," Callie says. "I love the way it smells."
They both giggle, happy to be soaked in each other's pee.
fin |
For all of its charms, Goldwood wasn’t exactly the most happening town in the world. It was big enough to show up on the map, but Danielle certainly hadn’t expected a band to stop on tour there. Rapidly was a rising alternative rock act in the music world who had just hit 100,000 followers on Spotify. Her friend Kimmy was a huge fan and knew a little too much about the personal life of their drummer who was a Goldwood College alumni. She and her friends couldn’t wait for the big night.
Danielle showed up to Kimmy’s place wearing jeans and a cute green top. Green had been her favorite color for years thanks to her mother insisting it brought out her eyes. She wasn’t wrong, and her flaming red hair looked stunning on days when she felt like putting in the effort. She knocked on the door and Kimmy opened it. “Hey girl!” Kimmy said.
“Hey Kimmy! Ready for tonight?” Danielle asked.
Kimmy grinned while fixing her brown hair. “Yep! The pregame’s already started in the kitchen.”
Danielle followed her inside and met more friends at the kitchen table. Standing proudly over a mixing bowl filled with a foul concoction was Emily, a petite Asian girl in a yellow sundress. Her boyfriend Dylan, a black haired pre-med student, stirred the solution around with a ladle. To Dylan’s right was their friend River, a natural blonde who had dyed a portion of her hair rainbow colored.
Emily waved to her. “Ready for some Emily Elixir?”
Danielle laughed. Emily was nearly a 4.0 student who would make an awesome attorney in the future. She was just as intense hanging out as she was in school. “Do I even want to know what’s in it?” Danielle asked.
“You’ll just have to drink and find out. I might have helped make it this time,” Dylan said.
Danielle laughed. “That’s even worse.” She took a sip and quickly succumbed to peer pressure as Dylan clapped his hands shouting “chug” and the others joined in. Emily refilled everyone’s cups and they said “cheers” just as Kimmy walked back in the room.
“I’d say make good choices, but I know it’s already way too late for that,” Kimmy said.
“When’s the show start again?” River asked.
“9, which means we need to be there at 8:30 which means we need to leave at 8:15 which means everyone needs to pee and grab their stuff now so we can leave as soon as David gets here,” Kimmy said.
“You’re such the mom friend,” Emily laughed.
“Well, someone has to be,” River said. “I’m too shy, Danielle’s too nice, and Emily’s too crazy.” While the other girls bickered about River’s assessment, Danielle could feel her heart flutter.
“David’s coming?” she repeated.
“Yep! Good dude. We’ve been workout partners ever since ultimate frisbee night,” Dylan said.
Emily flashed Danielle a wicked grin. “Ultimate night was so fun! Wasn’t it Dani?”
“It was quite something,” Danielle managed. When she met David that night she was blown away by how attractive, funny, and athletic he was. She then proceeded to overthrow a frisbee and hit him in the face.
Just when Danielle’s embarrassment subsided, David walked in. His brown hair had some sort of product in it to give it more volume and the look was definitely working on her. “Sorry guys, band practice ran a little long. Couldn’t figure out the right chords to end a song with.”
“Fuck. He’s a musician too??” Danielle thought.
“Anyway, we’ve got to leave in five. Get to it!” Kimmy said.
The apartment only had one bathroom, so a line formed. As Danielle started at the end, she caught David’s attention.
“Oh hey, Danielle how have you been?” David asked.
“I’ve been good, just a lot of working on my thesis lately. Grad school is something else,” Danielle said.
“It certainly is,” David said. He went on to talk about how he got his master’s in music education the semester before and worked giving private lessons. Danielle threw a couple of anecdotes about the stress of her geology degree. She wasn’t sure any of her stories were that funny, but David laughed out of politeness. There was just one problem.
“And it’s go time!” Kimmy shouted.
David turned to Danielle. “Shoot! Did you need the bathroom?”
“I’m good,” Danielle said quickly. She could certainly feel the Emily Elixir working its way through her system, but figured she’d hate to break the seal and need to go just a few songs into the concert.
The six of them piled into Kimmy’s car. With only five seats, Emily laid on the floor of the back as the smallest person. Kimmy navigated the streets of Goldwood pretty easily and in no time at all they were on campus at the Willis K. Goldwood Colosseum. The colosseum hosted games for the school’s basketball team, a huge source of pride ever since they upset Purdue in March Madness. The doors weren’t open yet and the line was about halfway down the steps.
“Should’ve gotten here earlier,” Kimmy grumbled.
“It won’t matter once the doors open,” Dylan said.
The look on Kimmy’s face said otherwise, but she didn’t argue. The group engaged in some small talk and Danielle subtly positioned herself closest to David as the doors opened and they let people inside.
“Oh thank God,” River said. “I think I drank too much Emily Elixir.”
“Riv didn’t you just pee?” Emily asked.
River reddened. “It’s been like thirty minutes. I wasn’t thinking and I broke the seal when Kimmy made us line up for the bathroom.”
“So now it’s my fault,” Kimmy laughed as they walked in.
Danielle turned to River as they walked. “I kind of need to go too,” she said, underplaying her own desperation.
“Then let’s go,” River said. “Anyone else need to go?”
There were no takers so the two of them headed to the bathroom themselves. The colosseum had two sets of bathrooms, one on the home side and one on the visiting side. Danielle grimaced at the line that was already out the door.
“Five stalls still isn’t enough at a basketball game or concert,” Danielle said.
“No kidding,” River said. Once they made it inside the bathroom, she jammed her hand into her crotch.
“How much Emily Elixir did you have?” Danielle asked. Her own legs were shaking, but River’s desperation looked next level.
“Three glasses…” River said. “I stupidly volunteered to be the taste tester for Emily and Dylan. And then when they finally got it right, it was really good!”
“Yikes that’ll do it,” Danielle said. She eyed the line. There were six girls ahead of them and five occupied stalls. She tried to steer they’re conversation away from their bodily needs, but it could only last so long.
Three people remained in line and River was doubled over. “I have to go SO BAD,” River complained. She crossed and uncrossed her legs while fidgeting with her hair.
“Only three more people. Think you’ll be fine?” Danielle asked.
“I hope so.”
Danielle froze. “She really isn’t sure if she’ll make it.”
For some reason, Danielle found herself transfixed as her friend all but danced on the spot. Her own desperation took a momentary back seat as she watched the spectacle before her. A stall opened cutting the line in front of River down to two. River shifted from crossing her legs to jumping up and down. Danielle felt awful for her, but there was nothing she could do about it either.
River cupped a hand to her mouth. “I just leaked.”
“Are you serious?” Danielle asked.
She nodded with a blush and pointed down to her grey athletic shorts where a golf ball sized wet patch was present. About a minute later, it became baseball sized. “I think I’m gonna pee myself,” River whispered.
Witnessing all of that seemed to slam a baseball bat into Danielle’s bladder. She felt a short spurt escape into her panties. The first leak wasn’t visible, but the second and third were. “Um River, I’m leaking too.”
“Not you too Dani!” River said. She then perked up at the heavenly sound of a stall coming unlatched. The door opened, but River’s joy was short lived. A girl on crutches made her way out, and the space required stopped River from moving past her. Once the girl on crutches was through, River dashed into the stall with a trail of pee dripping to the floor. She unleashed a torrent once inside. Despite her captivation earlier, Danielle was glad her friend had (mostly) made it.
Danielle leaked again at the sound of the flush from the stall next to River and shuffled in as fast as she possibly could. She yanked her pants down and peed for what had to have been a minute straight. She looked down, relieved that the majority of her bladder had made it into the toilet. She contemplated tossing her yellow panties in the trash, but they weren’t that wet and sitting in jeans without them seemed uncomfortable.
She left the stall and washed up. There was no sign of River, but she emerged a few minutes after Danielle was outside. “Did you make it?”
River giggled. “Technically.”
“Technically?” Danielle questioned.
“Well, the pants-to-toilet ratio was overall in the toilet’s favor in terms of catching more pee,” River said. “Those panties were completely soaked though,” she added with a blush.
“Ah the pants-to-toilet ratio. Did you learn that in your statistics class?” Danielle asked.
“Shut up. I won’t tell the others if you don’t tell,” River said.
“Deal,” Danielle said.
Danielle and River eventually reunited with the group and bought beers from the concession stand while the opening act started. They found their seats and Danielle even managed to land her coveted spot next to David. Soon the lights dimmed eliminating any chances of someone noticing the damp patch on her jeans that hadn’t completely dried. There was just one problem:
She’d broken the seal after chugging Emily Elixir and had already finished half of her beer. By the end of the second song, her bladder demanded relief again.
Edited September 23, 2022 by Goldwood
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Under most circumstances, Danielle would’ve loved the concert. Rapidly played their hearts out and the crowd went wild, especially after Cody, their drummer from Goldwood, hyped the crowd up after the second song. Despite good music and good friends, Danielle’s mind remained fixated on her nagging bladder. She started to cross her legs just twenty minutes after her last pee, but promptly undid them. She rarely had any issues peeing around her friends aside from some light teasing if she was the first to go after a night of Emily Elixir or Kimmy Koncotion. Despite that, she just couldn’t bring herself to leave under 30 or even 45 minutes after her last pee. She had standards after all!
She bit her lip and continued to jam with her friends. She didn’t know all of the band’s songs, but they had a few covers thrown into the mix that caused everyone to belt their hearts out. After about six or seven songs, she checked her phone again. 38 minutes had passed. She looked around the colosseum but couldn’t quite bring herself to leave her yet. She and David were in the middle two spots, and she really didn’t want to inconvenience the others. Her solution was simple enough: when the next person had to pee, she would go with them. She quickly glanced around as if guessing who that might be. Kimmy’s legs seemed bent inward a bit, but it was hard to estimate. At a concert, the usual tell of foot tapping was completely meaningless after all.
Two songs later, she got a glimmer of hope. Emily leaned in towards Dylan and whispered something. Danielle looked over expecting to see Emily head towards the bathroom, but her friend stayed put and laughed at what must’ve been an inside joke with her boyfriend.
“Everything alright?”
Danielle nearly jumped when David addressed her in between songs. She felt a few drops leak, but brushed it off. “Oh yeah. I’m doing good! I just uh- forgot how loud indoor concerts can be.”
“Yeah, these guys go hard,” David said. He fixed his hair and Danielle tried to ignore him but wasn’t quite successful. Another leak of pee escaped, but thankfully no one noticed her grimace amidst the opening notes of the next song.
“Stupid perfect hair. Stupid tiny bladder!” Danielle thought. “I’m going to wait two more songs, then I am peeing!”
The first of those two songs finished. Danielle debated leaving, but stuck with her plan. She did notice an empty Dr. Pepper bottle on floor in front of Kimmy. While not alcoholic, 16 oz of soda could still pack quite a punch on someone who hadn’t gone since she left the house. River seemed to have recovered from her embarrassing moment earlier in the night and Emily was too far away for Danielle to gauge. “One more song then I’ll go, probably with Kimmy joining me,” Danielle thought. She’d be cutting things a little close, but it was a foolproof plan!
The next song played. Danielle could feel herself getting a little antsy by the end, but she swallowed her pride and got ready to ask River and Kimmy to let her out.
“Intermission time!” The lead vocalist shouted into the mic. “We’ll be back in fifteen!”
“Oh thank God,” Kimmy said. “It’s no Kimmy Koncotion, but that Dr. Pepper went straight through me!”
“So I was right,” Danielle thought. Not that realizing that meant anything with a crowd of people to get through.
“Well then let’s get a move on. I need to go to,” Danielle finally admitted.
“Guess it’ll be a group bathroom break then,” David said.
The six of them headed to the bathrooms, but there was just one problem. They were in Section H and had to get all the way to Section A. Kimmy headed off in a power walk and Danielle was right behind her.
“Wait for us! I’ve got little legs!” Emily shouted as she and River hustled after them.
Finally, they arrived at the bathroom where the line in the women’s room was predictably out the door. Kimmy craned her neck inside and turned towards them. “Looks like about twelve or thirteen people,” the brunette said.
“Yeah, I think I can wait,” River said. “Anyone want some merch? Just Venmo me after.”
“A medium tour shirt and love letter from Cody,” Kimmy said.
“I’m pretty sure he has a fiancée,” River said.
“Don’t ruin this for me!” Kimmy shouted.
Danielle laughed and quickly realized that it was a mistake. A few more drops escaped, but the leak was barely noticeable on her jeans. “You waiting in line too, Em?”
“Just to be safe,” Emily said quickly. Danielle nodded; well aware it was a lie. All other aspects of Emily’s personality pointed towards her being the one to pull her pants down and pee in alleyway if desperate enough. Despite that, she remained incredibly pee shy for whatever reason. Once Danielle had wound up in the stall next to her at a bar bathroom and even heard the words “Fucking finally” muttered under her breath followed by a monster stream.
“Move it Dani!” Emily snapped.
Danielle jolted back to reality at the cost of a penny sized wet patch on her jeans and moved up in line. It looked like two people had gone while she remembered that memory a bit more fondly than she anticipated. “Sorry!” she said. She was now fully inside the bathroom and had a definitive head count. Ten people in front of her, including Kimmy as the last one. Five girls including Emily were behind her, and some appeared to be in bad shape as well.
“We pre-gamed way too hard for this,” a brunette in a red dress told her friend, a blonde in jeans with a cardigan.
“Oh shut up Vanessa! You peed after like the third song,” the blonde said.
“It was the fourth thank you very much!” Vanessa said while fixing her braid as a distraction.
“At least someone had the right idea,” Danielle thought as she crossed her legs.
“Huge difference. Well if you wet yourself again, you’re getting diapers for Christmas,” the blonde said.
“Real mature, Kelly,” Vanessa said.
Kimmy turned to Danielle. “I love hearing people talk about pee when I’m desperate. Don’t you?”
“Totally,” Danielle said. Kimmy’s comment was obviously sarcastic, but she couldn’t help but feel intrigued by the situation developing behind her. Was Vanessa actually going to wet herself? Her friend Kelly didn’t look too much better off either.
Danielle then thought back to River’s near accident before the show. “Why is this turning me on?”
It was a question that would have to wait till later. Danielle made eye contact with Kimmy and saw her friend gasp. A damp patch appeared on Kimmy’s shorts. It expanded slightly a few seconds later and Danielle felt herself leak again.
Kimmy looked down at her shorts and then at Danielle’s jeans. “Did I… Did you…?”
Danielle blushed. “Yes”.
“Did you what?” Emily asked.
“Dani and I are about to piss ourselves. Actually that’s kind of already started,” Kimmy said.
Emily crossed her legs and sighed. “I would make fun of you two so hard if I wasn’t in the same boat.”
Behind them, Vanessa sighed. “Guess I can kiss any chance of asking to cut you in line behind.”
“Yeah sorry about that,” Kimmy said.
“Well look on the bright side. If five girls piss themselves, maybe this cheap ass college will finally add a second bathroom to each side of the colosseum!” Kelly said.
Emily gave Kelly a weird look. “That’s the bright side?”
“It’s gonna have to be,” Kimmy said. “Just three more people. Then we can… agh!”
Kimmy’s bladder released three spurts in rapid succession. By this point, several trickles had made their way down each of her legs. Another stall opened cutting the line to two people. Kimmy turned to the girl up next. “Hey do you mind if I…” Another spurt escaped.
“Mind if you what?” The girl at the front asked. She had earbuds in and had appeared to have missed the chaos unfolding behind her.
Kimmy’s legs shook violently. “I need to… oh no! Oh no!”
Kimmy sighed in defeat as the damp patch on her shorts expanded continuously and a cascade of urine fell to the floor. It picked up speed and Kimmy slumped against the wall in a posture change that sent the last third of the accident almost entirely down her right leg.
“Oh shit. Oh shit!” the girl with earbuds exclaimed.
Kimmy began to cry as Danielle and Emily awkwardly tried to console her while battling their own bladders. Behind them, Vanessa, Kelly noticed and had no clue how to process the situation either.
“Kimmy it’ll be okay. We’ll help you as soon as we pee,” Danielle said.
“Well… more like finish peeing,” Emily said.
“Wait, you too Em?” Danielle asked.
Emily lifted up her dress and flashed cream-colored panties that were already quite saturated. She smiled made heart hands at her friends.
Seeing that caused Danielle to spring the largest leak yet. A bit began to pool in her shoe, but that was the least of her concern. “Oh no. Are we actually all about to lose it?”
“No! We’ve got this Dani!” Emily insisted. “Your bladder is the Hoover Dam! Or the Three Gorges Dam! Or… yeah I don’t know any more dams off the top of my head.”
“That’s a dam shame,” Danielle said. The bad joke appeared to cheer Kimmy up a little as the next stall opened. Danielle turned to the girl with earbuds, who stepped back.
“Yeah you guys can go ahead of me,” she said.
Danielle took off running but continued to leak on her way to the stall. She ran inside and slammed the door. She reached to pull down her pants, but froze as a thought came over her.
“What if I just went?”
Danielle only paused for a moment, but that moment was enough time for her bladder to completely cave in without giving her a choice. Once the inevitable started, she just spread her legs and opted to enjoy the show. The warm sweet relief was amazing and all the thoughts that had been circulating earlier led to an orgasm shortly afterward.
Someone pounded on the stall door. “Hey um, Dani was it? Can you please hurry up! I’m about to… Welp!”
Danielle opened the door and found herself face to face with Vanessa. The brunette had a growing wet patch on her red dress where she’d pressed her hands. She dashed inside without bothering to shut the door. Danielle tried not to stare, but from the corner of her eye, she saw Vanessa frantically lift her dress and pee full force into her pink panties. At the front of the line, Kelly hopped up and down with a softball sized wet patch that was volleyball sized by the time she found an open stall. Emily walked out of another stall a few minutes later with several telltale streaks running down her yellow dress. Danielle made eye contact and Emily shook her head.
“Five stalls and two of them had people taking a dump. Unreal,” Emily muttered.
Kimmy walked over from the sinks after realizing that the hand dryers did little good to dry her soaked pants. Danielle dabbed her jeans a bit with paper towels before washing her hands. Vanessa and Kelly walked out about a minute later. Kelly hadn’t fully made it and there was a trail of pee leaking from Vanessa’s saturated panties as she walked. The five of them made awkward eye contact before they burst out laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation.
“Did we just become best friends?” Emily asked.
Vanessa grinned. “I think we did!”
“What's next?’ Danielle asked.
“I texted River and said you got sick with Emily going home to make sure you’re good. Then I’ll swing back to pick up David, Dylan, and River after I shower,” Kimmy said.
“Mom friend alert,” Emily said.
“Hey mom friends rule,” Kelly said.
Kimmy gave her a high five. “Hell yeah!”
“Are you sure you want to drive home and miss the show?” Danielle asked.
“I’ll be fine. Safe to say this wasn’t the concert I had in mind,” Kimmy said.
“We can make up for it,” Emily said. “Drinks at Juan’s Cantina tomorrow night at eight? Vanessa, Kelly, you’re welcome to join.”
Vanessa shrugged. “I just pissed myself as a twenty-three year old woman. Why the hell not?”
“Same,” Kelly said. “We’ll catch you tomorrow.”
Just when it appeared that the coast was clear, David came out from around the corner before Danielle, Kimmy, and Emily left. “Danielle! Are you okay? I heard from River and she said I didn’t need to check on you, but I was worried and…”
Any embarrassment that Danielle thought she had wrung out, returned in full force. She had no clue how to respond until Kimmy jumped in.
“David, that’s sweet of you, but is a bad time. Like a really bad time,” Kimmy said.
David looked at their clothes and realized what happened. “Oh shit.”
“I’m not sick. I just completely pissed myself at a concert and I was terrified at the thought of you finding out,” Danielle said throwing up her hands.
“It was like a really long line,” Emily added.
“Yeah. Kimmy go start the car,” Danielle said.
David shook his head. “No. That’s not how this works. Danielle, you’re one of the sweetest girls I’ve met. Emily’s a mix drink goddess and Kimmy’s Rapidly’s biggest fan!”
“Look David, that’s sweet of you, but we’re soaked to the skin our own urine. We can’t go out there,” Danielle said.
David shrugged. “Happens to the best of us. There’s still twenty minutes left of the show. Let’s go get our money’s worth.
"Does he truly not care? He can't be serious? Right?"
“And you’re sure you don’t mind?” Danielle asked.
“Nope. Though we should probably move to a less crowded section for obvious reasons,” David said.
The four of them walked to the back rows of seats before Kimmy and Emily broke off to buy some waters. David watched them go and turned to Danielle. “They did that intentionally didn’t they?”
Danielle blushed. “Yeah…”
David held out his hand and Danielle took it as they found a place to finish watching the show. She put her head against his shoulder, and he ran a hand through her hair. As Rapidly played, Danielle thought about everything that had unfolded. She’d peed her pants, discovered a new kink, made new friends, and wound up with the guy of her dreams. None of it made sense, but it led a moment she never wanted to end.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed Long Lines at the Concert! I don't anticipate a 3rd part to this, but there will be more stories set in the same town with some overlapping characters such as this story with Vanessa and Kelly.
Thanks for reading! 😊
Edited October 1, 2022 by Goldwood
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I’m currently going through some military grade writers block with no idea how to continue a story that’s hung around my neck like a sexually frustrated albatross. That said there’s a competition going on with the prompt of wetting in a boat and I have some free time for once. So i thought about writing something as a one shot to try and get some ideas flowing and maybe win a competition with a free story as a prize. Who knows, maybe I’ll be able to get back to writing after this.
This story was written with the above prompt in mind but seeing as i’m a degenerate weeb with the habit of either making my entire unique universe with its own rules for a story or just making fanfiction for whatever i’m rewatching currently is it’s no in between o decided to make a Naruto fanfic. This story plays around with time using occasional flashbacks so I need to explain the setting. This is the Naruto universe with the story proper being set in one of the Shippūden filler hells with the flashbacks all being in the pre-timeskip filler hells. Basically, it’s all in generic filler hell where outside events don’t matter and you really don’t need to know what’s going on. Just know any flashback is from original series timeframe while the story proper is going on post-timeskip but definitely before the movie where they cut the moon in half. Characters of note are Hinata and Naruto as to be expected.
History Repeats Itself
Today was not a going to be a good day. Hinata knew that much ahead of time as soon as she was assigned her mission today. On the surface a delivery mission taking a crate by boat to a island off the coast of the land of fire wasn’t a bad thing; there was no real risk of sign of difficulty and the weather was suppose to be clear for the rest of the day. The mission was so simple that only two shinobi were assigned to job.
Unfortunately though Hinata had been woken up early this morning without being given any more details than that. She didn’t even have the time to eat or drink anything more than a cup of tea this morning, or handle anything else for that matter. She thought about her abrupt morning as she downed another cup of tea at a ramen stand near the shore where she was suppose to meet her as of yet unidentified partner.
“I hate it when they don’t give me any details like this.” Hinata thought to herself as she finished her third cup of tea for the morning in hopes of waking herself up. “Someone wakes me up with a knock on the door this morning, hands me a mission brief that didn’t even say who else they assigned to the job, and rush me out the door so fast I didn’t have time for breakfast, brushing my teeth, or even…” her thought trailed off as she rubbed her knees together for a moment contemplating the minor pressure in her abdomen. “Then they just hand me a crate and told me to to get her asap. Being a Chūnin has its advantages but these zero notice mission assignments aren’t one of them. I just wish it was a solo mission, I told Tsunade I hate going on long boat trips. Of course it’s not like I can tell her why.”
She set down her fourth cup of tea and paid for her food before standing up and tying the bag holding the chest she was assigned to deliver onto her back. “I just hope they assigned another kunoichi for this. After last time I don’t think I can handle another 8 hour boat trip with a guy.” Her thoughts trailed off again for a moment as she walked towards the point on the shoreline to where the boat she was told to take was suppose to be resting.
“They aren’t suppose to be there yet so hopefully I can find a place to go before they get her, I just hope there’s a building near here that has a toilet I can use.” Hinata grimaced, for all her years as a Ninja she still hated going outdoors and a bashful bladder she had yet to defeat meant that answering the call of nature around someone else was difficult to say the least, something that had lead to more than a few close calls and one mortifying experience. “It’ll be ok just as long as they didn’t pair me up with-“
Hinata’s train of thought came to an abrupt end when she looked to tiny sailboat she had to ride to her destination being pushed into the water by a familiar blond haired Shinobi in a orange jumpsuit. “Oh, Hey Hinata!”
“Naruto!” She yelled at the top of her lungs. “What are you doing here?! I mean, I thought you were away on a mission?” She adjusted her tone in an attempt not to sound rude or upset.
”Oh yeah I was suppose to be on my way back to the village but I was in the area so granny Tsunade must have decided to have me come along on this. Got a messenger bird this morning.”
Hinata’s face turned a familiar bright red and twisted with a barely concealed panic, less from her chronic shyness and more from a terrible, horrible, painfully embarrassing memory that she prayed to every god that would listen would never repeat itself. That memory had now been forcefully thrust back into her mind like a kunai straight to her brain as she began to dread that history would repeat itself.
“Oh, that’s great… Um, hold on. We don’t need to leave just yet. I think I’ll check the woods around here, make sure I wasn’t followed.” She ran off well past the tree line and beyond any line of sight before he had a chance to respond and quickly found a place secluded by a cluster of trees and shrubbery. She quickly positioned herself in a squat and pulled down her pants before trying to relive herself in a panic. “Come on come on, I needed to go just a second ago.” She silently whimpered to herself. Despite the need she had felt only a moment ago her body stalwartly refused and rejected any attempt to open her floodgates. The thought that Naruto might hear her had subconsciously brought her body into such a state of panic that she hardly even felt the desire to pee anymore.
”Hinata, are you ok? We should probably leave soon, it’s a pretty long trip.” Naruto yelled at her from the distance.
Hinata panicked again and hastily pulled her pants up before running back to the shore. “Yes, i’m fine. Sorry, I was just being paranoid.” She hopped onto the boat before Naruto opened the sails and they pushed off from the beach. She knew that today was not going to be a good day.
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Hinata’s mind turned to the memory that shook her to her core before. She remembered a time when Team 8 had been assigned to deliver a chest containing a gift from the lord of the land of fire to another noble family to commemorate a wedding or some such event that didn’t really concern them. The mission was significant but no danger outside of bandits was expected so Kurenai and her team were given the mission, with the exception that they were told to bring Naruto along because he had been complaining about a lack of missions lately.
She thought back to where things began to go south, they had just arrived to to the riverfront and were stopping for tea and a meal before leaving.
”Come on. This isn’t like when we were in the woods this morning, Naruto kun isn’t gonna hear me… WHAT IF HE HEARS ME!?” She thought to herself in fright and frustration while her body refused to release the water that it had held prisoner since last night. Hinata had taken the opertunity to stop in a bathroom in the back of the tea house while everyone else was eating. She had tried too relieve herself this morning before everyone else woke up but the idea that Naruto might hear her and walk out to see what was going on made her bladder seal itself shut. Even though she was in a clean bathroom this time Naruto was less than 10 meters away. What is he heard her?
”Hinata! We’re leaving, her out here!” A very annoyed Kurenai yelled at her from outside.
”Coming! Hinata yelled before pulling her pants up and running outside.
The group made their way to the river boat before Kurenai explained the plan. “Ok listen up. Kiba will patrol the left side of the river while Shino will patrol the right side. Run ahead of us and make sure there isn’t a ambush. This thing is too big for us to take on foot and no convent roads let us take a wagon so we’re stuck using this, but that doesn’t mean we need to open ourselves up to a trap. Hinata will stay with me and Naruto on the boat to protect that cargo. If either of you see anything send up a flair and make your way back here.”
Hinata blushed for a second. “Um, Kurenai sensei, why am I staying on the boat?”
Shino and Kiba are good at detecting the presence of enemies by smell or scouting so they’re good for finding threats at range. I’m having them scout ahead to spot anyone waiting for us. You have 360 degree vision and impressive perception so you can spot anyone coming close to us. I’m here to protect that cargo and Naruto is terrible at anything but fighting so he would be wasted anywhere but here.”
”Hey!” Naruto yelled.
Kiba laughed before agreeing and Shino nodded at the plan. The two ran into the woods flanking the river and Kurenai untethered the boat before shoving off with Naruto and Hinata in toe.
A few hours passed as the pressure in Hinata’s lower body grew from a nagging annoyance to a constant distracting sensation. She stood on the opposite side of the ship from Naruto, activating her Byakugan every few minutes to check for threats. The sound of running water started to wear on her. Her focus became scattered and concentrating on anything turned into a task in and of itself. She rubbed her knees together as she looked over her shoulder.
Naruto was sitting on the other side of the ship leaning against the mast. He grumbled something under his breath. “Man I wish something would happen!”
”Naruto the point of this is that something isn’t suppose to happen. A mission where no combat happens is a mission well done.” Kurenai said with a scolded tone.
”Bit that’s lame, fighting people is the best part of being a Ninja. This is so bored. Nothing to do but listen to the sound of running water just flowing on and on and on. Gushing over rocks. Slipping through gaps. Swirling around and around before just going down stream, probably over a waterfall eventually. Man this is making me thirsty just thinking about all that water.” Naruto said with a bored expression on his face.
Hinata visibly cringed as her knees pulled closer together while Naruto kept spouting his meandering thoughts about running water.
Kurenai’s eye twitched for a second before speaking. “Naruto look over here.” As soon as Naruto looked up Hinata saw Kurenai make a hand sign, causing Naruto’s eyes to slam shut before he began to snore.
”Kurenai sensei, why did you do that-“
Hinata’s thoughts were interrupted when Kurenai stood up and began fiddling with her skirt. She hiked up the front of her skirt and pulled her underwear down to her knees, a sight that made Hinata shit up and turn around. “I had a lot of tea this morning and he wouldn’t shut up.”
A loud hiss erupted behind Hinata’s back from the part of the ship where Kurenai of standing. Despite having her back turned Hinata had had her Byakugan activated and saw the massive amount of urine contained in Kurenai’s body filter down and gush out from her body over the side of the ship. She was standing up and directing the flow by pulling her womanhood upwards with her hand, a trick Hinata had seen her use before and that Kurenai had offered to teach her, but one Hinata was never brave or adventurous enough to try.
”Hinata I know you need to pee, there’s no shame in it. Everyone has to do it. I put him to sleep with a genjutsu. I’ll undo it in a minute but you should go now while he’s out.”
Hinata blushed visible, the sound of Kurenai relieving herself making her need much more apparent. She disengaged her Byakugan and looked ahead at the river. “That’s ok sensei, I don’t need to-“
Kurenai’s stream died down before she readjusted her clothing and began to speak. “Listen Hinata, this is a conversation I’ve been needing to have with you for a while. This is a problem. You always hold it way too long and ignore basic biological needs because it’s embarrassing for you. Even if you don’t want to let me teach you how to pee without leaving yourself vulnerable you really need to get over this, it’s effecting your abilities as a Kunoichi. You’re not using your Byakugan very much because of this.”
”How did you-“
”Because my chakra control gets sloppy when I hold it too long too.” Kurenai interrupted. “Everyone’s does. It screws up your focus. I use to have the same hang ups. I once wet myself on a mission because I was paired up with all guys and wasn’t comfortable just speaking up. Before that one of my genjutsu broke because my focus was screwed up from trying not to piss myself. That screwup almost got people killed! This isn’t your teacher talking to her student, this is a woman talking to a woman. This is something you need to get over eventually or you’re getting someone hurt.”
Hinata adjusted her posture to hide her desperation and stood in silence for a second. Kurenai sighed. “I’m undoing the genjutsu on him now. If you don’t go now i’m not putting him under another.” Kurenai waited for a second before making another hand sign that caused Naruto to jolt awake.
”Huh, what happened?”
”You dozed off, keep your eyes peeled. That goes for you too Hinata.”
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Hinata listened to the sea waves rock the boat back and forth. Her bladder was nagging her more than this morning as the tea she drunk was beginning it’s death march to its point of eventual departure. It was bad enough that she would have looked for a place to escape too a few hours ago, now it was becoming a serious issue. She had made a point to strengthen her bladder to deal with her problem, but even still it was starting to worry her.
”Hinata, how you holding up?”
”What?” Hinata jolted to attention.
”It’s a long trip. You thirsty?” Naruto said before pulling a bottle of something out of his bag.
”Oh, no thanks. I’m fine.” Hinata said in embarrassment. In truth her mouth was starting to get dry but she refused to put any more liquid into her system. “I just don’t like sailing is all.”
”Yeah you seemed a little distant. I don’t blame you for being nervous after last time.” Naruto said as he took a drink out of the container he brought with him before stowing it away.
”LAST TIME?!” Hinata said with a scared tone. She began to think to herself. “Did he find out what happened? I thought he never knew? OH NOOOOOO!”
”Yeah, the last time we were on a boat mission delivering something we lost the cargo. Remember?” Naruto said with a confused look.
”Oh… right. I remember.” Hinata said in equal parts relieve and dejection. She remembered that failed mission all too well.
”Anyway, want to go to the beach after this? We never go on missions with just two of us. Might be fun to swim or something.” Naruto said as he stared into Hinata’s eyes.
”He. Wants. To. Spend. Time. Alone. With. ME?!?!” Hinata’s face turned blood red with a massive smile before she felt a slight damp spot appear in her underwear. Her mind turned to panic as she slammed her flood gates shut, stopping the flow just as a tiny leak had formed. “AHHHHHH NO NO NO NOOOO WHY THAT MAKE ME ALMOST- AHHHHHHH!” She screamed internally.
”Hinata? Are you ok?” Naruto asked with some concern.
Hinata collected herself, briefly looking down to confirm that the minuscule leak from before hadn’t shown on her pants. “I’m find, that sounds fun.” She said with a smile before turning around. “But we can talk about that after we land, we need to stay focused.”
”Oh yeah, I guess you’re right.”
Hinata looked down to her stomach and activated her Byakugan. She looked at her muscles and internal structure before directing her index finger at her lower stomach. She began to run through ideas in her mind. “Time for some drastic measures. Gentle fist binding palm, flood gate.” She shot a jet of chakra out of her finger to below her bladder, striking her urethral sphincter and causing it to forcefully clamp shut. She felt a slight rush of discomfort rush through her body as her holding muscles spasmed shut tightly. She had created this technique as a emergency precaution a few years ago to avoid a a potential emergency like the last time she was in this position; using chakra points to lock her muscles shut made accidents mostly impossible with the downside that her bladder control was significantly worse for a while once it wore off. But she knew that she should be fine as long as she doesn’t exert herself.
“That mission was kind of a disaster wasn’t it.” Naruto said with a laugh.
”Yeah… pretty bad.” Hinata said as her thoughts trailed off.
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Hinata kept to her routine of frequently scanning the river every few minutes with her Byakugan and focusing to keep her bladder under control for the next few hours. Her conversation with Kurenai still hung heavy in her mind. “Is it really such a problem?” Hinata thought to herself. “I mean it’s been a issue for me a few times before but is this really something I need to worry about? It’s only been a problem on a couple missions. And most of the time I can just excuse myself and go away from everyone else. It’s just that when Naruto is around…”
Naruto fidgeted as he had been doing for the last 15 minutes or so. “Hey Kurenai sensei. Is it ok if I head up the cliff side for a minute?”
”No, we stay here and keep to the plan.”
”Ok but is it ok if I, uh, well I kinda gotta go.” Naruto said with a laugh.
”mKurenai turned her back to him and looked forward down stream. “Go ahead. Not like it’s anything to worry about.” Kurenai said in a statement that Hinata felt like a brick to the head.
Before Hinata could say anything she heard Naruto unzipping his pants. She heard a loud hiss trickling down past the side of the boat and a satisfied “ahhhhhh” escape his lips.
Hinata blushed as the sound caused her bladder to spasm, forcing a squirt of urine to escape. She shoved her hands between her legs and shivered with embarrassment and desperation. “No no no please. I can’t wet myself here. Not like this. Not in front of him.” A few more spurts managed to escape before she wrestled control back. She looked down to see a small wet patch that she was only able to hide by pulling the front of her coat down. She shoved her left hand in between her thighs as a precaution to prevent this from happening again. “I… I just. I can’t believe I almost wet myself like that in front of Kurenai sensei, and Naruto.”
”Ahhhh. That feels better.” Naruto said with a chuckle.
”Hinata, i’m feeling a little uneasy right now. Do you see anyone with your Byakugan?” Kurenai whispered back to her.
”I-“ Hinata yelped, too afraid to remove her hand from its current position and divert her focus to activate them. “Hold on, just give me a second.”
”Hinata-” Kurenai barked before grabbing at her arm with a gasp. The two genin looked to see a needle dripping some purple fluid buried in her shoulder.
They looked back to inspect the sound of a splash that followed to see a figure jumping out of the water with a crossed out village of the hidden mist headband. “Water dragon jutsu” A massive dragon made of liquid enraged from the river and impacted Kurenai who’s reactions seemed slowed, knocking her off the boat.
The rogue shinobi charged after her while two other less distinguished figures jumped out of the water on the side near Naruto. “Damnit they were using the sound of the water to hide. Shadow clone jutsu!” Naruto shouted before creating a group of clones and charging after the new arrivals.
Hinata righted her stance, unsure if she should charge to help Naruto or stay by the cargo. Before she could think of what to do next a kunoichi jumped out of the water near her and ran in to attack. “Gentle fist 32 palms!” She reacted with a attacks causing him to vanish in a splash. A splash that missed her but brought attention to a growing warmth in her lower body.
In her panic her fragile hold over her needs had given way and a flood had began. Her pants were filling with a cascade of pee that left her paralyzed. “NO NO NO!” She said to herself thrusting her hands down in a futile attempt to regain control as her piss was flooding downward to the floor of the boat.
Before she could think of what to do next the woman who had created the clone she just struck kicked her in the back of the head, sending her off the boat. “Water Clone Jutsu!” She created four more clones that lifted the chest they were tasked with delivering and ran towards the cliff.
The two shinobi naruto was fighting disappeared in a explosion of steam before the apparent leader who was battling Kurenai clapped his hands together. “Hidden mist jutsu!” He summoned a tick mist and ran off following the girl from before.
By the time they all found each other Kurenai was almost to the point of collapsing from the poison that rogue Jōnin had used on her and the two of them had fled to far to track easily. After they got Kurenai to a place to treat the poison Kiba and Shino had lost the sent of the pair. She recovered quickly but the mission went down as team 8’s first abject failure.
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Hinata sighed in frustration. Thinking back to that mission had always made her upset and this had left to glued in her brain. And to make things worse her bladder had escalated from a discomfort to a major problem. Almost to the point of being painful. She knew that if it wasn’t for her locking her muscles shit they would have given out almost an hour ago.
”Hey Hinata, is something wrong?” Naruto asked.
”What? Why do you ask?” Hinata asked awkwardly.
”Its just you’ve been more quite than usual. I mean you’re usually pretty quite but you haven’t said much of anything for, what, 6 hours now? Are you mad at me or something?”
”What? No! I just… this just reminds me of the first mission I failed is all” Hinata said pulling her knees together and leaning backwards. We never caught those two and Kurenai was mad at me is all. I could have seen those two if I was using my Byakugan that whole time. We failed because of me.”
”Its not your fault, I fell for their bait hook line and sinker. She used transformed water clones to lure me away. If I had stayed behind then it wouldn’t have happened.” Naruto said laying down on the boat, bring his head near Hinata’s waist.
Hinata blushed and moved her legs apart. “No you’re a better fighter than me. If I had done my job I could have taken care of those clones and-“ she stopped speaking abruptly and threw a pair of Kunai at a patch of empty water.
Two shinobi jumped out of the water and stood on the ocean surface, a older man and a young woman. “Damnit! Daddy she must have saw us!”
”Nice catch Hinata!” Naruto yelled before creating a group of clones.
”I saw them with my Byakugan, I’ll handle this!” Hinata shouted before assuming a defensive position.
”Water dragon jutsu!” The older man shouted before summoning a pair of water dragons and sending them after the boat.
Naruto charged to counter them with pair of clones using a rasengan, charging after the main user himself.
The younger girl created a dozen water clones before charging after Hinata. “Hey you two are familiar, Daddy and I attacked you before didn’t we? You’re that girl that p-“
Her taunt was cut off as Hinata flew into a attack. “64 palms!” She destroyed the group of clones and knocked out the girl that summoned them, sending her falling onto the deck of the boat. She smiled for a second before looking down, feeling a all to familiar sensation spreading across her womanhood. She resisted the urge to shoot her hands down to try and staunch the flow as a sense of embarrassment crawled up her spine.
“I need to keep an eye out for any others. Besides, I can tell I can’t stop this anyway.” Her whole body shivered and quaked as the feeling of humiliation and relief mingled and spread through her. That mixed with a strange sense of pride in overcoming her embarrassment to defeat a old enemy, in not fighting her desperation and focusing on a real danger. The whole thing left her mortified and elated, excited in a way she couldn’t quite put to words.
She felt the fabric of her pants and underwear cling tightly to her form as her flood slowed to a crawl. The thought that this all happened near Naruto left her feeling like she wanted to roll over and die, but also like another need was making itself known between her legs that she desperately wanted to address. “Why am I feeling like this. I feel terrible but… errr I also wanna- No that has to wait for later. I need to tie her up while she’s passed out, and keep and eye out for if anything happens.
As she finished tying her up Naruto jumped over with the father who he had knocked out in almost as short a time. He jumped down in front of her and set the man down on the ship. “Hey Hinata, mind tying him up too. It’s good thing you spotted him, that poison could have been-“
Naruto froze when he looked down to see the very apparent wet patch that had blossomed from Hinata. She froze up in time, blushing pure red trying to think of a way out of this. “NO NO NO! Think of a excuse. She uses water jutsu, that’s easy. Just tell him she splashed you or something. That’s believable right!” She thought to herself. “NARUTO I JU-“
Her voice stoped as soon as she saw a damp patch growing from Naruto’s crotch. Hinata froze up entirely while Naruto just laughed. “Hey don’t worry. If we’re both embarrassed there’s no reason to bring it up to anyone else, right?”
Hinata was left speechless. The fact Naruto just wet himself to make her feel less awkward struck feelings into her that she couldn’t quite put into words. “O-ok. Yeah let’s just not bring it up.”
Maybe today was pretty good after all. |
Lash's Looming Problem
For context this takes place during the 10th mission of Advance Wars 2 being Toybox.
"Mistress Lash, the Blue Moon Cos are approaching and will arrive in approximately five minutes." Stated a Black Hole infantry, tasked with keeping Lash up to date.
"Tee hee hee, let them come! Ready my super speakers!" Lash said in a commanding tone, despite her actual words.
"Right away." Replied the infantry.
Hee hee! Time to have some fun! A new person to play with! And all the time in the world to do it! Lets begin the game!
"The city's coming into view, sir. It's... It's..." Gasped Colin.
"What!? What's happened here?" Said Olaf confused and angry.
The loudspeakers Lash had set up roared to life with a low hum.
"Welcome to my playground! Since you've come so far, would you like to play?" Asked Lash in a joking manner.
"You... You fiend! What have you done?" Olaf stood shocked.
"Hm? Is there something wrong? You don't like my playground?" Asked Lash, A little hurt her playground somehow didn't meet their standards.
"My home! The town square!" Olaf became enraged.
"What are you talking about? I don't see any of that stuff! Oh... Those must be the places that got broken during my field tests. Anyway, I've hidden a goody in one of these properties. Think you can find it? Tee hee hee!" Lash continued with her jovial tone despite Olaf's growing rage.
"Grit... Colin... Stay out of this! This fight is mine!!!" Olaf yelled before running in to prepare for battle.
Lash turned off the loudspeaker.
"What's up with him? Doesn't he realize that sometimes toys get broken?" Lash asked.
"Mistress Lash, you destroyed his hometown and killed all his friends and family." The infantry said in a serious tone.
"Yeah. Toys." Lash replied completely missing the point.
"Should I prepare the battle stations?" Asked the infantry.
"Yes, prepare me my desk and my battle strategy so I can win this game!" Lash said, ready to go.
"Do you want your meal prepared as well?" Asked the infantry.
"Why wouldn't I want my dino nuggies and gallon of apple juice?" Lash asked waiting for an answer.
"No reason Mistress Lash." Sighed the infantry going to set everything up.
I never even if have to leave my seat! I augmented all my internal organs so they are much more efficient! I can go longer without sleep, survive without food and water for weeks and I don't even have to get up to go the bathroom! My augmented bladder is so big it can hold five gallons of liquid without worry.
"This is going to be fun." Lash said to herself.
With everything set up Lash ate her meal and got to work.
"Time to do my favorite strategy! Spamming Recons! They go so fast." Lash said seemingly enjoying herself.
She even had music set up, it was her own Co theme. With everything as enjoyable as this she planned to drag this out for a long time. Capping properties, having her Recons fight tanks and building a single artillery then running it into a group of mechs to see what happens, Lash was having the time of her life.
"Mistress Lash! Mistress Lash!" The infantry came running.
"Yes?" Asked Lash.
"The Blue Moon Cos have found the lab plans!" The infantry shouted.
"And?" Lash asked.
"And what? They stole the plans and could find the Neotanks we've been working on!" The infantry continued.
"I put the plans there. Weren't you listening? It was a part of my game! I said, I've hidden a goody in one of these properties. Think you can find it? Tee hee hee! Did you not hear that?" Lash questioned annoyed.
"O-ok Mistress Lash." The infantry muttered while walking away.
Idiot, he distracted me from the game! Olaf got one of my mechs. You know what?
"Hey infantry!" He turned around. "Get me a five gallon jug of apple juice but, carry it to me with weights on it and one handed." Lash commanded.
"B-but I'll break my arm." The infantry stammered.
"And?" Lash asked.
"Nothing." The infantry replied.
That outta make him respect me and not be an idiot. I was out of it anyway. Maybe I'll even drink it in front of him and make him go back and do it again.
After about an hour the infantry came back barely carrying the jug.
"Thank you." Said Lash sarcastically before drinking the entire thing in one long sip. "Now get me another one."
"Mistress Lash?" The infantry was worried that even though he didn't break his arm this time he would next time.
"Get. Me. Another. One." Lash ordered.
"Okay." Replied the infantry, too scared of her to say anything else.
That put him back in line. Now back to the war games, Tee hee hee!
After half an hour this time, the infantry came back with another jug.
Lash once again replied with, "Thank you." This time not drinking out of it instantly.
Olaf was starting to win the game, possibly driving Lash out of his hometown within the day. To be fair, Lash was distracted.
Maybe forcing him to get all those drinks for me wasn't a great idea. My bladder is expanding to almost its enhanced limits, which is an insane amount. Maybe I should go to the bathroom.
"Mistress Lash! Olaf is taking the HQ! We have to get you out of here now!" The infantry yelled grabbing Lash's hand.
"Wait for a sec-" Lash got cut off.
"There's no time! Get in the back of the truck now! Go go go!" The infantry shoved her into the truck as the chaos of the evacuation unfolded around her.
Mechs grabbing the back of Recons to escape faster, Transport copters loading well beyond their capacity and Md Tanks rolling up to stall Olaf's forces for a relatively casualty free escape. But there was one small issue.
There's no bathroom on this truck and we won't be at the next base for hours. Lash began to hold herself. My bladder may be enhanced but it's not infinite, it still needs to be emptied sooner or later and I'd rather it be a toilet then the back of an armoured truck.
Why did I come up with such a stupid plant to put him back in line! I could have just slapped him or something but instead I drank like six gallons of Apple juice and now that apple juice has nowhere to go!
"Mistress Lash?" The infantry noticed her movements from the drivers seat, "Are you okay? Were you injured in the escape?"
"N-no I'm fine. Just how long until we get to the next base?" Lash asked, her voice cracking.
"A few hours, were heading all the way to the main factory." Replied the infantry.
"T-thanks." Lash chocked out.
I can't make it a few hours! I probably can't even make it one hour! What to do? All I can think about is how much I need to pee! Pee pee no! Pee pee pee stop! Think about something else Lash! You're A genius inventor, you can think of something to get you out of this!
I just need an idea, something, anything! I just need something to work with but there's nothing in the truck. You've built stuff out of nothing before Lash! You are the pride of the Black Hole army! You invented Neotanks, Black Cannons and even Sturm's giant laser! You can handle having to pee.
Just hype yourself up! Y-yeah just do that. You're the best! You can do it! You're more intelligent then every other Co combined! Just hold it in!
But no matter how much she hyped herself up, Lash was fighting a losing battle. As soon as she started leaking she knew she was done.
"N-no please!" Lash begged.
"Mistress Lash?" The infantry asked.
And then the floodgates opened. The amount of pee inside of her was on a biblical scale, you would have expected to see Noah's Ark flowing down the stream. She just couldn't hold the ocean inside of her, no matter how much she wanted to. After minutes on end of non stop peeing, her bladder finally finished and she had to knell in her own massive puddle because of how much weight and energy flowed out of her body after that event.
"O-oh, so that's why you were moving around." The infantry said nervously.
"Never bring this up ever again. If you do, I will kill you." Lash threatened.
"O-okay." The infantry replied.
Lash may have felt defeated, but she also felt relieved. All that pee was a huge weight off her shoulders and she was ready to put in behind her. She got up off the ground and sat back in her seat ready to take on Blue Moon at the factory. This time, with a little less Apple Juice. |
Advance Wars Omo Hallowee Special!
Hello people of the interwebs! Throughout the Spooktacular month of October I'm doing Halloween specials! Now Downjacket gave me this idea and I really liked it so I'm going to do it. Now in order for this to work we're just going to pretend that at the end of Duel Strike everyone ended up on the same side, (other then Von Bolt and Sturm obviously because they're dead) so that I can tie in the Halloween aspect. This story will follow Lash, Sami, Nell and Kindle a few days before Halloween. Hope you're ready for my Spooktacular Hallowee special!
"And that's the story of how I peed myself." Finished Lash, telling the story you read in Lash's Looming Problem.
"Don't you fell embarrassed about that?" Asked Nell.
"No. It happened years ago and I moved on from it. You just wanted an interesting story because It was a long drive to the coffee place." Replied Lash.
"Hmph. Well you should fell embarrassed, that is extremely undignified. I would have never come if I knew you cretins were so low brow." Kindle scoffed.
"Hey, were not cretins! Were at least creatures, give us some credit!" Joked Sami.
And with perfect timing they arrived at the coffee place. Their one stop before they go to see the haunted house made by Andy, Colin, Adder and Flak.
"Whatcha ordering guys?" Lash asked.
"Hot chocolate." Replied Sami.
"Black coffee." Nell stated.
"Well I suppose you need me to show you class! I will order a medium roasted nut coffee with..." Kindle rambled.
"Man why does she have to be so complicated. I just wanted milk." Lash whispered to the other girls while Kindle continued to order.
"She's gonna make us be late. I hate being late." Whispered Sami.
"What do we do then?" Asked Nell.
"Why don't we prank her? That'll be fun. But what to do, what to do." Lash looked up at the other girls waiting for an answer.
"Hmm, ah! So you know how she called us cretins after you told your story? Well why don't we make a similar thing happen to her!" Sami said excitedly.
"Make her pee herself?" Asked Nell.
"Yeah sure that'll be fun! I keep all sorts of things in my pocket, there's bound to be a diuretic somewhere. Let me see." Lash reached into her pocket, "A pen, a single glove, a toothbrush, meth, penicillin, socks, shampoo... Ah! Diuretic pills!" Lash quietly exclaimed.
"Why do you have so much stuff in your pocket?" Asked Nell.
"Wait did you say meth-"
"Now that we have the pill, we just need to slip it into her coffee." Lash explained.
"But how will we know which one to put it in?" Asked Sami.
"I dunno, I guess I could just put it in all of them." Lash replied.
"But won't that affect us?" Nell questioned.
"You'll probably be fine, if anything bad happens it can just be a funny story to tack on to Kindle's prank." Lash continued.
"I guess it'll be fine. Hopefully." Finished Sami.
Kindle finally finished her order so Lash ordered hers and told the worker to slip the pills in all of the drinks, he obliged. Lash brought the drinks over and sat down with them.
"So how do you think the haunted house is coming along?" Asked Sami.
"Well they had me make some mechanisms but didn't tell me what they were for." Replied Lash.
"I hope it's scary, last year the only scary thing was the house almost collapsing under the weight of all those crappy decorations." Nell said.
"Well I'm glad I didn't go last year then." Replied Kindle while taking a sip of her coffee.
As they drank the girls realized quickly the diuretics were a lot more powerful then they thought.
"Well, I'm gonna head to the can, anyone wanna come?" Asked Sami.
"I could go." replied Nell.
"Hmph, the only bathroom you should use is your own." Kindle scoffed.
Sami and Nell headed to the counter to figure out where the bathroom is.
"Sorry, employees only bathroom." Stated the server.
"Really? Poor timing Lash. We gonna have to figure out something soon." Sami said.
"We'll be fine, we fought a war, it's just going to be holding it for like an hour. Besides, I'm a lady of luck. We're probably going to find one on the way to the haunted house." Nell replied.
They walked back over to the table.
"You're back quickly." Lash noted.
"No public bathroom." Sami replied.
"Like I said, you should only ever use your own bathroom." Kindle scoffed once again.
"It's fine, the house that they are making the haunted house out of has bathrooms, we can go there." Said Nell.
"Well I guess we should get going then. I can drive." Lash stood up.
They began to head out of the coffee shop. Nell and Sami trying not to notice the growing feeling lower down.
"Did it not work on her?" Sami whispered to Nell in the backseat.
"I don't know, maybe she just has a lot of self control? She drank the most out of all of us." Nell whispered back.
"Well I hope they have an opening room with a bathroom, they probably didn't think of that. Oh no this is going to be bad." Sami worried.
"It'll be fine Sami, we are fully grown women, we can hold it." Nell replied.
"So was Lash." Sami shot back.
"And that only happened to Lash due to poor planning and bad decisions. We haven't made any bad decisions, and we didn't have poor planning. We will be fine Sami." Nell explained.
"Okay, I guess." Sami said, ending the conversation.
They arrived at the haunted house. Kindle got out first giving Sami and Nell a chance to talk to Lash.
"Lash? Did you actually put anything in her coffee? She's not showing any signs." Asked Nell.
"I did! I don't know what's going on with her, does she have insane self control or is there something I'm missing here? Lash questioned.
"Well what do we do now? I gotta pee Lash and there's nowhere to go!" Sami exclaimed.
Kindle knocked on the window.
"You coming or not?" Kindle asked.
Everyone got out of the car, Nell and Sami walking noticeably stiff, Sami was even a little hunched. They then proceeded to walk into the house.
"Welcome to your Doom! Hahahah- *cough* ugh, that voice hurts." Was played through a loudspeaker in the corner, the voice being that of Andy trying to do a raspy voice.
"Hmph, a pretty terrible haunted house." Scoffed Kindle, as if that was the only thing she could do.
They walked further into the house, as Sami and Nell had feared there was no bathroom.
"Lash, Lash!" Sami tugged on Lash's shoulder and she turned around as the other girls walked up ahead. "Help me Lash! I gotta go right now and there's no where to do it at!"
"I can't help you, I don't know the layout of the house. I don't know where you could go." Lash replied.
"You could at least help me look! Despite how tough I look on my exterior I actually have a really small bladder. I can't hold it anymore! Please!" Sami begged.
"Well I don't know how-" Lash started talking.
But right then Colin in a mask jumped out at them from a closet startling them.
"Ahh!" Sami screamed clamping down into her pants as a spurt of pee shot out.
Colin took off the mask, "You okay Sami?" He asked.
"No I'm not okay! I'm about to pee myself!" yelled Sami, her hands still firmly placed in her crotch.
"O-oh! Umm, I'm sorry!" Colin yelled while running away embarrassed.
"I need your help Lash! I'm fine with a bucket! Just give me something to use!" Sami begged.
"I'll try and find something! Hold on!" Lash began to look through the closet Colin jumped out of.
Back with Nell and Kindle.
"W-where'd the others go?" Asked Kindle, seeming nervous.
"Is something wrong?" Asked Nell.
"I'm going to be honest, I'm actually extremely scared of haunted houses, that's why I didn't go last year!" Kindle admitted.
"Oh!" Said Nell, "I didn't know that."
"I've never told anyone before." Kindle finally revealed some of her true self.
But just then Adder fell out of the ceiling.
"Ahh!" Kindle hunched over.
"Man this house is unstable." Adder said to himself, "Oh hi."
"Kindle? You good?" Asked Nell.
Just then a sound of liquid could be heard.
"No! I'm fine!" Kindle yelled trying to cover the sound of her peeing herself before giving up and falling defeated into her own pee.
"Oops, well guess I got to clean the carpet." Sighed Adder.
Even though Nell was doing well the sound of Kindle wetting herself didn't help matters.
"Uh oh!" Nell yelled shoving her hands into her crotch.
"I guess I have to clean more carpet, I'll get the vacuum." Adder sighed before walking away.
Even with her hands shoved down there Nell couldn't stop her bladder from emptying right next to Kindle.
Now back to Sami and Lash.
"Lash! Have you found anything!?" Yelled Sami, her bladder beginning to spasm.
"Nothing yet! All that's in this closet is DVDs and jackets!" Lash yelled back.
"I'm gonna take my pants off!" Yelled Sami.
"What!?" Lash was caught off guard.
"So that once you find something I have less to pull down between me and sweet relea- ahh! Don't think about that! Sami yelled while pulling her pants down.
Sami was fully dancing around at this point and made no attempt to hide it.
"Sami! There's nothing in here, I'm sorry." Lash hung her head.
"N-no! There's gotta be something! Check your pockets! You got to have something. Sami gasped doubling over. " I c-can hold it. Y-yeah you are strong, you a-are capable, you can h-hold it!" Sami begged herself and her body for that to be true. But it wasn't.
Another spurt shot though her already damp panties, with no pants to block the liquid it went straight into her hands.
"Eep!" Sami squealed.
Spurts soon turned into a full stream and Sami had to deal with that.
"I'm sorry Sami, I just couldn't find anything." Sighed Lash.
"It's fine, I guess. At least I didn't ruin my pants." Sami said while pulling them back up. "Lets go find the others."
After meeting at the entrance the group grew closer together as a result of their collective peeing.
The End! I hope you enjoyed this part of the first annual ThatYellowSuit Hallowee Special!
Edited October 2, 2022 by ThatYellowSuit
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This one is from an idea I had years ago, and finally got around to writing enough to be worth posting. In particular I wanted to write enough to establish and then fully reveal the central concept.
-part 1
The doors closed with a gentle whoosh and the subway train set into motion with a soft whir. Claire settled in with her e-reader, but after a few minutes something caught her attention and she glanced down. Frowning, she watched and waited for a few moments, then pursed her lips and sighed. Leaning over, she murmured gently, "Sweetie, it's not polite to stare."
Cassie gave a little start and quickly looked away. "I'm sorry, mommy," she muttered, then leaned close and added in an urgent whisper, "It's just, I think that lady's gotta go potty!"
Claire took a quick glance, considerably more discreet than Cassie's staring, and saw immediately that her daughter was absolutely right. Although she certainly wouldn't use the word 'potty', and for that matter she wouldn't exactly use the word 'lady' either, Claire could see perfectly well that the young woman standing there by the doors was clearly becoming quite uncomfortable. "Oh. Um, yes, I suppose," she said, lowering her own voice to a whisper. Even as she watched that young woman leaned forward slightly at the waist and rose slightly onto her toes, her face gently flushed and her lips pressed together in a quite unmistakable expression. After just a moment she regained her composure and stood up straight, but to Claire's eye the meaning of that expression along with her slight lapse was obvious enough that the woman might as well have exclaimed 'I gotta go!'. Even for a little girl Cassie's age it would be very hard to miss. "Ah, but still," Claire went on, looking away, "it's not exactly any of our business, is it?"
Cassie nodded. "I know. It's just... I just hope she... um... that she can..." She trailed off, looking down at her shoes. Claire knew just what her daughter meant, and she could certainly understand if Cassie was a little extra sensitive and extra sympathetic to something like that just now, after what happened just last week. Still, she was glad when Cassie stopped staring and returned her attention to her tablet. Claire looked back at her e-reader too, watching Cassie from the corner of her eye but only catching a few reasonably discreet glances toward the doors. After a little while she glanced over herself, and saw at once that the young woman there was only growing steadily more uncomfortable and drawing even more attention.
Drawing attention was nothing unusual for that woman, of course. She was a regular commuter on this line every morning, and just about every morning she would arrive just in time to catch the train and immediately attract the attention of her fellow commuters, particularly the male commuters. Most mornings her chest was the center of attention, thanks to her distinct fondness for tight and low-cut blouses that accentuated her generously proportioned bust and prominently displayed her plentiful cleavage. Other mornings the attention was directed a bit lower, thanks to her equally evident fondness for tiny little tight miniskirts that displayed her well-toned legs and her well-rounded bottom. At first Claire had to wonder what on Earth the woman was thinking, going to work dressed like that, but after a few weeks and a few half-overheard cell phone conversations she'd pieced together an answer. It seemed that young woman recently started a new job as a secretary in some office that was just down the hall from some c-suite, and it seemed furthermore that she thought of her new office job first and foremost as the perfect opportunity to go 'fishing' for a cute young executive. Having figured out that much, she could conclude easily enough that the shamelessly ambitious secretary was simply trying to maximize the effectiveness of her 'fishing' efforts by going to work every morning wearing the skimpiest outfits she could get away with. This morning the outfit she'd chosen was every bit as skimpy as anything Claire had seen her wearing yet, with a very low-cut v-neck blouse and a very *very* short skirt that almost seemed too teeny-tiny to even be called 'mini'. Dressed like that, it was no wonder that her boobs and her butt were commanding the attention of just about every guy in sight, most of them trying to be at least a little bit discreet about how they were admiring the view, while a few others weren't even bothering. In particular, a group of teenage boys seated behind her near the far end of the car were snickering and muttering to each other as they stared openly at the woman, and that was before she started squirming.
She was trying not to, of course. That young woman was clearly trying her best to keep still and keep her composure and keep her discomfort from showing, but with her discomfort growing steadily worse and worse, it was quickly becoming just about impossible to hide. Every time her concentration lapsed for even a moment she would start to lean forward again, or sometimes bounce up and down or wiggle her hips before catching herself and straightening up and tugging absently at her hemline. And with so many eyes already upon her, even a momentary lapse like that was just about certain to be noticed by somebody, especially when her squirming grew pronounced enough and her discomfort distracting enough to allow her already indecently high hemline to climb a little bit higher before she noticed and tugged it back down. From the way she blushed every time her concentration and her composure would slip, the woman seemed far more embarrassed to be seen squirming like that than she was about her barely-contained boobs or her barely-covered butt. That made it a bit hard to sympathize much with the young woman's embarrassment, but Claire still felt a little pang of sympathy anyway.
"Mommy," Cassie squeaked and tugged on her sleeve, her trembling voice filled with concern and sympathy. "Ohh... Mommy, that lady... she's really gotta go potty." She looked up, concern and sympathy all over her little face. "I mean, like... *really* bad." Sure enough, even as Cassie was speaking the young woman suddenly stiffened and gasped softly, then leaned over with her eyes wide and her face scrunched up, her hand pressed into the front of her skirt. "Is she gonna be okay? What if she..." Cassie stammered. "I mean, do you think that... she can, um..."
"It's okay, sweetie," Claire cut her off with a soothing tone. "That la- uh, well, she's a grown-up, not a little girl. She's going to be fine." She tried to sound confident and reassuring, even though she couldn't help but notice that just now the woman didn't really look 'fine' at all. In fact, she really was acting a bit more like a little girl, with the way her expression and especially her pose seemed to practically squeal in alarm 'I *really* gotta go'. "And besides," she added with more certainty, "she can take care of it herself."
Cassie nodded, slightly reassured but still with an expression that clearly said 'I don't know...'. She looked back at her tablet, only to glance up again after just a few seconds. Before long she was staring, hardly any more discreetly than before, but at this point it didn't seem to make much difference since just about the entire male half of the train was staring even more openly than that. The young woman herself, meanwhile, hardly even seemed to notice all the gazes as she concentrated on getting her squirming under control. Slowly and steadily her distress began to ebb and her composure returned, and although she couldn't quite seem to keep still, her movements at least settled into a sort of steady rhythm. She rocked gently back and forth with her knees and her waist just slightly bent, occasionally bouncing just as gently or shifting her legs from side to side. Her hands were balled into fists and held determinedly away from her skirt, except for when she gave it the occasional tug. All that squirming was causing that hemline to creep slowly but steadily higher, and even from where Claire sat she could tell that it was rising quite uncomfortably high before each tug brought it back down. It seemed that with the woman's steadily worsening discomfort and her efforts to keep her squirming under control, she was getting a bit too preoccupied to keep her hemline under control too.
It was enough to elicit another pang of sympathy, but more than that Claire had to wonder just how a grown woman could get herself into such a predicament, when even a little girl Cassie's age ought to know better. Thinking about everything she'd seen of the woman as well as everything she'd overheard from those cell phone conversations, a possible answer began to take shape. Perhaps she got off to a late start this morning, having had not quite enough sleep after a late night out and maybe a bit too much to drink. She would've had to hurry to get ready and get out the door, with just enough time for her usual morning coffee, and maybe even a second cup to help her push through the aftereffects of last night. And then once she got to the subway station and hurried across the platform and onto the train, just in time as usual, it was only when the doors closed behind her and she had a chance to relax that she would have at last noticed the quite distinctive discomfort and realized that she never had a chance to use the bathroom. And thanks to everything she had to drink last night, along with this morning's coffee just starting to hit her on top of that, it was no wonder that young woman would find herself becoming quite uncomfortable indeed just when she was stuck on the train and there was nothing she could do about it. With no way to relieve her steadily worsening discomfort, all she could do was stand there, trying her best not to start squirming and trying not to let her discomfort show, even though with all the usual attention on her and on her skimpy outfit just like always, any little bit of squirming at all would be almost impossible to hide. And now it looked like that second coffee might just be hitting her right along with the first, making her predicament that much more uncomfortable and making it just completely impossible to hide as it became quite impossible to keep herself from squirming. The look on her brightly blushing face as she stood there and struggled seemed to practically moan in distress, 'I gotta go *so* bad.'
"Ohhh... that lady's gotta go potty *so* bad," Cassie muttered in distress and sympathy, as if reading just that right there on the distraught woman's flushed face. "I just... I really hope she can hold it..." The distress on Cassie's face was almost as pronounced as that of the squirming woman, and she was staring almost as blatantly as almost everyone else. The most blatant stares by far were those of the teenage boys, and Claire couldn't help but imagine that from where they were sitting directly behind the woman, every time she leaned forward her skimpy little miniskirt had to be riding up high enough to give them a little glimpse of her even skimpier underwear. "D- do you think..." Cassie was stammering, "ohhh... Mommy, do you think that lady... um, c- can she... is she gonna..."
"She's going to be just fine, sweetie," Claire replied at once, hastening to reassure her daughter before pausing to consider her words more carefully. "She, um, well, she's a grown-up. Like I said, she can take care of herself." At that moment the woman suddenly shivered and stiffened, her face brightening even more as she began to tremble slightly in a way that really undercut the confidence of Claire's assertion. She went on anyway, "So I, ah, I'm sure there's nothing to worry about." She certainly didn't want Cassie to start getting worried about something like that, especially when she was still getting over what happened last week, even if Claire was starting to get just a bit worried herself.
"You're right. That lady's a grown-up," Cassie said with a decisive nod, "and a grown-up lady can hold it as long as she has to." The little quaver of uncertainty in her voice clashed just slightly with those confident words, which seemed meant to convince herself as much as anything else. But still, having placed her innocent faith in the word 'grown-up', at least now Cassie didn't seem quite so worried anymore. "Oh, and she doesn't even have to hold it that long, right?" she went on, her face brightening a little as something encouraging seemed to occur to her. "If she can just hold it a little longer then she can get out and go potty, just like the other day." It took a moment to realize what her daughter meant, until she thought back and remembered it herself.
She hardly even noticed at the time, since she was still trying to read and not trying to watch the shameless secretary that was drawing attention as usual with her tiny miniskirt. But there happened to be some teenage girls sitting across from them and when Claire happened to overhear a catty remark about 'that tease that was just over there' she realized that the young woman must have got off the train at the station before her usual one. Quickly putting things together now, it seemed plausible that she just might have been suffering just the same sort of discomfort that morning as she was this morning, and that she must have just decided to take care of it before her discomfort became obvious enough for Claire or anyone else around her to notice anything and maybe start to realize the slightly embarrassing situation she was having.
Of course, Cassie had to have noticed something anyway, and she had to be thinking about it now as she watched the woman and the far more obvious, much more embarrassing situation she was having today. "Just a little longer..." she murmured, "she just has to hold it a little bit longer." Even as she said it the nervousness and distress in Cassie's voice seemed to be slowly fading. "And she can definitely hold it a bit longer, since she's a grown-up, after all." Buoyed by that encouraging thought, her earlier concern seemed to shift into something almost approaching confidence. At the same time, the woman she was staring at must have been thinking something along the same lines, and the prospect of getting the relief that she badly needed had to be at least as encouraging for her, because the discomfort and distress on her face and in her posture were fading too, while her composure steadily returned. Her squirming slowed as well, then almost stopped except for some gentle bouncing and a bit of general restlessness. After a moment she reached to tug her hemline back toward the level of minimal decency, and then it might have been almost possible to imagine that she wasn't even particularly uncomfortable anymore, but only impatient and maybe a little nervous about something.
Nobody around her just now seemed to be imagining any such thing, however, from the way they were watching her. The teenage boys in particular stared at her hemline as if hoping that she might suffer a renewed attack of carelessness at any moment, and of course Cassie was staring as openly and intently as ever. For a moment Claire thought about mentioning it again, but decided it was just as pointless as before, and anyway it looked like everything would be resolved soon enough. They were arriving at the station now, and in just a few moments the young woman would at last get the chance to take care of her uncomfortable situation.
Yet when the train pulled up to the platform and the doors slid open she just stood there and looked out, as nervous as ever and now looking quite anxious as well. For a moment Claire could only stare in confusion, wondering what she was doing. Then she realized, and for another moment she could only stare in disbelief, wondering what that woman was thinking. Because she knew that look, since she'd seen it so many times in so many places. Yet it was not a look she would have expected to see on that woman at that moment, not a look she would ever expect from a grown-up at all. It was a look that Claire would only really expect to see on a little girl, specifically a little girl who was in the middle of something and just starting to feel the need to take a break, but for whatever reason she wasn't quite ready to take a break just yet. Maybe she was simply playing happily outside, and having so much fun she just didn't want to stop. Or maybe she was watching a movie, one she liked so much that she just couldn't bear to miss any of it. Or maybe she was just sitting and chatting happily with all her little friends, and maybe she was a bit on the shy side didn't want to draw attention to herself. Whatever the situation and whatever her reasons, a little girl who happened to find herself in an inconvenient situation like that might start to get a bit nervous, then a little anxious, and then finally admit to herself that she was indeed in need of a 'potty break'. Then she would start to get that look, the one that seemed to say 'I gotta go, but...'
Now that she found herself watching a young woman wearing a look just like that, Claire found she could only wonder: 'but...' what? Because it was one thing for a little girl who found herself in an inconvenient situation and who maybe just didn't know any better to consider putting off a potty break until it was more convenient, even if she needed that potty break badly enough that she should really know better anyway. But it was quite another for a grown-up young woman, one who absolutely had to know better than to put off a badly needed bathroom visit without a very good reason. So she stared at that expression and thought back to everything she'd overheard and to everything she knew about that woman there, taking a few moments to try to decide what that reason might be, and when she pieced together an answer that look suddenly came into focus and all at once it was saying to her: 'I gotta go, but... I don't wanna be late again!'
Because the other day when the young woman got off the train early for an unscheduled bathroom visit, she must have ended up even more behind schedule and got to her office even later than usual. She had to be thinking about that now, as she gazed out across the platform at a certain clearly marked door, and the thought of what happened the other day along with the thought of whatever kind of trouble it caused for her had to be all that was holding her back from dashing out of the train and right into that door right now. So she stood there, nervousness and indecision flickering across her face as she debated whether to run to the bathroom and risk being late again, or to make sure she wasn't late by putting off her visit to the bathroom a little longer.
Watching it, Claire found herself picking out a few of the arguments in that debate, mostly the ones that seemed to be winning out. 'I gotta go... but I can still hold it.' was one of the clearest, along with 'It's so embarrassing... but everyone's already noticed anyway.' and eventually the somewhat more optimistic 'It doesn't even feel quite so bad anymore... maybe it won't get any worse?' That was such a tempting thought that it was immediately followed by its natural conclusion 'As long as it doesn't get any worse, then I should be just fine.' Even if she couldn't quite bring herself to place total faith in that idea, she just couldn't dismiss it either, and so the debate went on. And the young woman just stood there, trapped by her own indecision, until at last the doors slid shut, the train slid into motion once again, and her chance slipped away.
"Huh?" Cassie said in confusion and surprise as the doors closed. "She isn't... s-she didn't... M-Mommy?" she reached out to get Claire's attention without looking up. "That lady... she didn't go potty... and now she can't go potty!" The distress in Cassie's voice seemed far more pronounced than that on the face of the woman in question, which held only an expression of resignation that seemed to be saying 'I guess I just have to hold it.' Catching her daughter's hand, Claire leaned down to say something reassuring.
"Don't worry, sweetie, she'll be just fine. Like I said, she can-"
"I know, but... but Mommy!" Cassie cut her off, with a tone of even sharper distress tipping over into alarm. "Now she's gotta hold it, and I... I don't know..." she looked up with an expression somehow even more distraught and alarmed than her voice, "I don't know how much longer she can hold it!"
And just as Cassie said that, the same expression of alarm appeared upon the woman by the doors. She stiffened, then shivered, her eyes widened and she gave a little gasp, with a look that cried out simply, 'oh no!' It happened so suddenly that Claire could hardly believe what she was seeing, as if all the discomfort and distress that gradually ebbed away earlier had picked that moment to come flowing back all at once. The woman shuddered, leaning forward and starting to tremble, while her face brightened and her expression shifted subtly to one of regret tinged with just a hint of dread, a look that clearly said 'oh no...'
That look was another one that Claire knew perfectly well, after how many times and places she'd seen it. That was the exact same look a little girl might get, one who'd perhaps developed a bit of a habit of putting off her potty breaks whenever it wasn't quite convenient, and who'd maybe let herself become a bit too comfortable with it. Because if a girl like that happened to find herself in need of a potty break at a particularly inconvenient time, perhaps while she was preoccupied with something, or distracted by something, she might just decide to put off her potty break even longer than usual, and then a little longer, and a bit longer, and then just a little bit longer. Until sooner or later that little girl would suddenly look up with a start and maybe a little gasp, and with that look. The look that said she just realized she'd made a big mistake, and she deeply regretted it, because she knew she'd just ended up putting off her potty break a little bit too long, and she was having a 'potty emergency'.
That young woman had that look right now, and even if she wouldn't use the word 'potty' it was very obvious that she was having an 'emergency', and even more obvious that she deeply regretted her mistake and the indecisiveness that had led to it. But while a little girl that made a mistake like that and ended up having an emergency like that could just come running to admit the mistake she'd made and trust her mommy to do something about it, there was nobody for that woman to run to, and nothing that she or anyone else could do about it. She already had a chance to visit the bathroom, but she missed it. And now that she'd missed her chance she was just going to have to wait, and that meant she really was just going to have to hold it, just like she was thinking just now. And just like Cassie just said, it really was becoming a very good question just how much longer she could really keep holding it.
The distress that blossomed on her face was even more intense than before, and when her squirming started up again it was way more obvious than before. She bounced rapidly where she stood and leaned way over, and those boys sitting behind her broke out into wide-eyed grins at the sight that she gave them when she did. After about a minute the distress seemed to subside just a little, like the passing of a wave, and she managed to straighten up slightly. But not quite a minute later another wave seemed to hit her, even stronger, and she started to whimper softly as she leaned over and twisted her legs and squeezed them together, wiggling her hips and bouncing even more vigorously. When that wave passed she sagged slightly, leaning against the doorframe and panting with exertion, but only until the next wave hit and she let out a soft moan before bending over almost double. Her legs were wrapped around each other and her hips were wiggling and bouncing all over again, while the look on her face seemed to scream 'I have to hold it! I just have to hold it!!' in frantic determination. It was an extraordinary sight, and just about everyone on the train seemed to be staring at the young woman that was acting just like a little girl. A little girl right in the middle of having a really major potty emergency, one that was quickly becoming so severe that she was doing a really extraordinary 'potty dance'.
"Oh no... oh Mommy... oh no, Mommy!", Cassie stammered, her hand gripping Claire's and her eyes locked on the woman by the doors and her voice every bit as frantic as that woman looked. "That lady, she... I don't know if she... I- I mean, I don't think she can..." she glanced up for just a second, and across the train car the woman gave a little squeal and Claire saw the determination on her face shift into a flash of doubt. Cassie gasped and looked back, tense and silent and staring for a few long moments before she squeaked, "Oh no... Mommy... what if... what if she... can't..."
"It's okay, sweetie! She... uh..." Claire started, trailing off as she realized there really wasn't anything encouraging left for her to say. It seemed unbelievable, and she could hardly believe it, but she couldn't deny what was happening right in front of her. Somehow that woman's distress had gone from 'bearable' all the way up to 'terrible' in practically no time, and it was only getting even worse by the second. The waves that washed over her were coming more rapidly, each stronger than the last and hardly letting up at all before the next one rolled in. Claire had never seen anything like it, and she could hardly even have imagined such a thing possible, even for the most supremely careless and unfortunate little girl. Perhaps if such a girl were to thoughtlessly have far too much to drink and proceed to blithely ignore her growing need for a potty break for far too long, and then become completely engrossed in something particularly enjoyable, it was just barely possible that she might just fail to fully recognize the severity of her discomfort until well after it became impossible to ignore. But even then, once that extremely unfortunate little girl at last realized she was having a potty emergency and that it was already well underway, she simply could not imagine the emergency proceeding quite so quickly to quite such a critical point. Already the young woman there seemed even more distressed than any little girl in the midst of any potty emergency that Claire had ever seen, and it hadn't even been fifteen minutes! Which meant the train wasn't even halfway there. As unbelievable as it seemed, the conclusion was both completely obvious and absolutely undeniable, and just what Cassie was clearly afraid of. At this rate, that young woman over there really might not make it.
"We have to do something!" Cassie cried out, her voice rising from a whisper almost to a squeal. "There has to be something we can do!!" Claire glanced around nervously and thought about admonishing her daughter 'not so loud', but really Cassie's exclamation was hardly any louder than the murmuring buzz of voices all around, from all the other passengers reacting to the extraordinary display of intense distress they were all witnessing. Most of it was simple surprise, along with a little catty derision from some teenage girls farther away, some scattered hints of sympathy, and of course quite a bit of prurient appreciation. Anyone in front of the woman couldn't help but notice what all that bouncing was doing to her well-endowed chest, after all, and those teenage boys behind her had an even more spectacular view, to judge by the way they were staring. Claire did not even want to imagine how much of the woman's underwear they could see as she rose up onto her toes and bent over even more, squealing when a wave hit and whimpering when it passed, now far beyond the point of caring or even thinking about the embarrassment of the scene that she was making. "Maybe... if she... Oh!" Cassie burst out, a little smile and a spark of hope returning to her face.
She reached down for her backpack, never taking her eyes from the squirming, moaning woman. After a moment of fumbling she pulled it upright, opened it, and reached inside. She felt around inside for a few more moments, becoming irritated and increasingly impatient, then glanced down for just a moment to find what she wanted. She took out her empty water bottle, the one from earlier or maybe the one from yesterday afternoon, and started to open it. But just as she twisted the cap off she froze, gave a big gasp and looked up, the hope all washed away by an expression of sheer horror. At the same moment, the young woman making the scene by the doors stopped her squirming and froze, and gasped, with the same horrified expression. It was an unmistakable expression, one that seemed to shout out in panic and horror along with agonized despair, as loud and as clear as anything ever could, "I can't hold it!"
"She can't hold it!" Cassie burst out in total horror and total despair, dropping the bottle and putting her hands over her mouth and looking up at the woman along with everyone else. They were all watching at that moment, the moment the prediction of that outburst and that expression came true, the moment it started to happen. There was a little hissing sound, sharp enough to cut through the murmurs and soft enough to make them fall silent. Then there was a different sound, one that made everyone look down and see the droplets that appeared on the floor, first one at a time, then faster and faster. In just seconds they were falling like raindrops, falling from under the woman's skirt to sprinkle the floor between her feet. In the next moments the drops gathered into a trickle, flowing with a louder but somehow gentler splashing sort of sound, forming a little puddle and spattering little droplets on her pretty shoes. "She's really... she really couldn't..." Cassie stammered, her anguish fading to shocked disbelief as she said it, "she's really... going wee-wee..." The trickle was gathering force, turning into a stream, and the woman's legs trembled and her knees buckled and sank toward the floor. "She's going wee-wee... in her panties!" Those panties were peeking into view now, as her tiny skirt rose the last little bit and exposed the white lacy triangle to everyone in front of her. It wasn't quite white anymore, of course, but already soaked all the way through with pale yellow. The stream was growing even stronger now, turning into a mighty gushing torrent as the woman gave into despair and gave up her hopeless effort and let the flood come pouring out. The puddle beneath her grew and grew, the nearest passengers edging backward to avoid it and the murmuring of voices starting up again, now with a more unpleasant edge to it.
"Ohhh... I can't believe..." Cassie moaned, her voice almost lost under the rising buzz around them. "I thought... since she's a grown-up..." Claire nodded and started to say something, but thought better of it and just reached to pick up the empty bottle. "I never thought she... ohhh, if only..." Cassie gazed at the bottle with regret. Claire thought about pointing out the logistical difficulties with that sort of thing, but decided explaining that could wait. Sighing, she realized she was going to have to do quite a bit of explaining after this. "But... she couldn't." The woman over there was sobbing softly, and a couple other women that seemed to be feeling less catty were going over to help her. Cassie wasn't even watching anymore. "She just couldn't hold it... and she... she had... a huge accident!"
-part 2
"Oh no! Really?" She replied with a suitable gasp and a shocked expression. From the corner of her eye she saw Claire grimace slightly, while her daughter went on.
"Uh-huh. I saw the whole thing. I mean, everybody saw. The whole train! It was so awful." Cassie sat down on the edge of the couch as she got going. "See, the lady already had to go potty really bad as soon as she got on the train. And it kept getting worse and worse, but she just kept holding it and holding it until she just couldn't hold it anymore, and she ended up having a huge accident! She went wee-wee in her panties, right there, all over the floor, right in front of everybody!" Cassie seemed to deflate as she reached the most awful part of the story. "I just couldn't believe it, I felt so bad for her."
"Oh, I know. I can hardly even imagine it." Dana said with suitably doleful sympathy. She thought it sounded convincing enough, even though Claire was still making a face. Dana already knew what happened on the train, since Claire had told her all about it during their weekly phone call, but they'd both had a feeling Cassie would want to tell it all herself, so now they had to pretend she was hearing it for the first time. "The poor woman... she must have been so humiliated."
Cassie nodded with emphatic agreement. "Afterward she was crying and everything." Looking down, she went on more quietly, "I never would have thought a grown-up lady would end up having an accident like that, no matter how bad she had to go potty. And, um, I never would have thought a grown-up lady would end up having to go potty quite as bad as that lady did." Pausing briefly, she seemed to be remembering the whole experience in more detail. "I think... that lady had to go potty worse than anyone I've ever seen." Sighing, she went on, "I guess, since she's a grown-up I just thought she could hold it. And I was really hoping she could hold it, the whole time I was watching." She caught herself. "I mean, um, I wasn't really staring or anything. Well, not too much. It's just, um, everybody else was staring too, especially near the end, so..."
"It's fine, sweetie," Claire cut in. "Like I said, that doesn't matter now. And anyway, it's about time for us to get ready." Cassie brightened and nodded, and eagerly went upstairs to get changed. Dana chuckled at her adorable little niece's enthusiasm. Cassie had been looking forward to today's trip ever since her Aunt Dana offered to join them for another trip to the amusement park, and she certainly wasn't going to let anything that happened on the train a few days ago dampen her high spirits. Dana went into the kitchen, finishing off the last few sips of her water bottle, and tossed it in the recycling. It had been a very warm morning already when she left for her morning run and it got even warmer by the time she got back, so she ended up just about finishing off the whole bottle. And it was only going to get even hotter by the time they got to the amusement park, so she was definitely going to want another one for the trip. She opened the fridge, but paused as something occurred to her.
"Hmm... 'worse than anyone I've ever seen', huh..." she murmured, recalling what Cassie said earlier, and the particular way she'd said it. "I wonder..." still thinking about it, Dana cracked open the bottle and took a few sips of water while she went upstairs to change.
In the guest room she pulled off her tank top and her running shoes and peeled off her leggings and got out a pair of denim shorts and a loose, breezy blouse. She definitely wanted something like that to wear on a hot day like today was going to be. She might even have preferred a skirt, but all the ones she'd brought were a little on the short side, and Claire would definitely say that wasn't such a good idea for an amusement park with little kids running around everywhere. At least these shorts were nice and comfortable. Finally she picked out a cute little thong, careful to make sure it wasn't one that might climb too high and peek out and give her a 'whale tail'.
When she was all dressed she got her strappy sandals and headed back to the stairs, taking a few more sips from her water bottle. "Oh, Aunt Dana, here take a look," Cassie called to her on the way there. She was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, already wearing her little sundress, while Claire put her hair up with a clip and arranged it in a sort of fan shape. "What do you think?" the girl asked, then went on without pausing, "It looks really nice like this, but I think it could still be a little longer." Dana nodded at that and tried not to smirk. About a year ago Cassie had wanted to have really long hair all the way down to her legs like a couple of her favorite cartoon characters. Claire had tried to convince her that it only really looks like that in cartoons, and in real life having hair that long is just way more work. Eventually she suggested that Cassie could have hair just like another of her favorite characters, in that fan shape and only a little past her shoulders, and she could even use a hair clip with that cartoon's logo on it. She seemed to be okay with it for now, but soon enough she might be right back to pushing for even longer hair.
Cassie went right on chattering like that while Claire finished doing up her hair, and when it was done she turned to look in the mirror and then turned around again for Dana to look. Then she was hurrying downstairs to show 'Aunt Dana' her new sandals with the cartoon logos that matched her hair clip. She got them on while Dana and Claire got their purses and made sure they had everything. Then they were all ready and Cassie was already heading for the door when Claire gently reminded her, "Oh, uh, sweetie, are you sure you didn't forget anything?" Cassie just stopped for a second and looked back, so Claire gave her another hint, "We should have enough time for you to run back upstairs if you need to."
With a little start Cassie suddenly understood, and she turned and trotted back up the stairs. Dana and Claire waited by the door until they heard the soft hissing noise, only slightly muffled by the bathroom door. It made perfect sense that Cassie would want to take care of that before they left, even if she got excited enough that she had to be reminded. While they waited for her to finish up, Claire went to pull the minivan out into the driveway, leaving Dana by the door to lock up behind them. Standing and listening while that hissing gradually faded and trailed off, she found her thoughts going back to the topic from earlier. *Hmm... well, I can at least give it a try today.* With that she trotted back into the kitchen and got another water bottle, tucking it into the corner of her purse just as the flushing noises came from upstairs.
Dana was back at the door getting her own sandals on when Cassie came bounding down the stairs. "Oh, your toenails are so cute Aunt Dana. Did you do them yourself?" She piped up, looking down at Dana's deep red toenails where they peeked out between the straps of Dana's sandals, and went on without waiting for a response. "Mommy said I can start doing my nails when school starts. I'm not sure what color to go with, so I'll probably try out a different one on each finger, like Shelly does. She has her big sister help her with it, though. Maybe now we can help each other with it." She went on chattering happily like that while they went out to the van and got in the back seat together. Claire always had a pile of papers and other junk on the front seat, and anyway Dana knew that Cassie would want someone to talk to or at least chatter at during the drive.
"Shelly says she's really looking forward to seeing everyone again now that she's back from camp, and she was thinking we could all together again before summer's over, maybe when Rita gets back from her trip next week." She was already chattering away, leaving Dana without much to do but sit and listen, occasionally nodding with interest and making encouraging noises, and of course sipping steadily from her water bottle. "Rita went to a resort by the beach with her cousin's family. She said there was a beach with seals on it and another one with sea otters. I got to see the sea otters when our class went to the aquarium last year. I wanted to pet them but they wouldn't let us get that close. There was a petting pool there too but it only had rays and I think some starfish and stuff. Oh yeah! We went to an actual petting zoo a few months later and they had these really big bunny rabbits..." The trip to the amusement park took about a half hour, and Cassie kept right on chattering until they turned the last corner and it came into view. Then she finally fell silent and pressed her grinning face to the window while they pulled into the parking lot and looked for a space. Dana's water bottle was almost empty by then.
As soon as the van stopped Cassie threw open the door and hopped out, and Dana had to call out, "Wait! Cassandra! Uh, we have to wait for your mommy," since Claire was still getting her purse and everything together. Cassie reluctantly came back, pacing back and forth restlessly until Dana got out and took her by the hand. The day was really heating up, just like she'd expected, and she finished off the last of her water with a few quick gulps and got out the second bottle, now very glad that she'd thought to bring the second one and also glad to find that it was still pleasantly cool even after the drive. When Claire was ready she took Cassie's other hand and they all started toward the ticket counter together. Dana noticed a recycling bin on the way and tossed her empty bottle in, then cracked open the fresh one and took a few gulps.
Once inside the park Cassie was even more excited, looking around at all the rides and everything and trying to decide what to do first before settling on the closest one, the spinning teacups. Dana sat down with Claire at a table with an umbrella right by the fence to keep an eye on her while chatting and working on her water. Next Cassie wanted to go on the bumper cars, and this time Dana went with her, leaving her purse and her water with Claire. Then she picked the swinging ship ride with the usual cartoony pirate sort of theme, and she wanted to go on it twice, first with Dana and then again with Claire. When they came back and Dana got up her water bottle wasn't quite half empty. There was a big roller coaster right nearby and Cassie looked at it longingly, but she still wasn't quite tall enough for that one. She kept gazing up at the drop tower over on the other side of the park with that same look, but she definitely wasn't tall enough to go on that yet. Really, she could only go on a couple of the actual roller coasters, and she seemed to want to save that for later, or maybe she was just getting distracted by the other smaller rides as they made their way over there. Either way, hopefully she wouldn't tire herself out before they got that far.
For now she was still bursting with energy and showed no sign of slowing down. The next ride she picked was one with swinging chairs suspended from what looked like a carousel, and just like before she wanted to ride on it twice, first with Dana and then with Claire. Dana was looking thoughtfully at her mostly-empty water bottle when they came back to the bench where she was sitting and waiting, and before Cassie could run off toward another ride Claire suggested they could maybe take a quick break. It wasn't quite time for lunch yet and anyway Cassie definitely wanted to go on at least one big roller coaster first, but they'd been walking around for a while and there was an arcade nearby with a snack counter where they could sit for a minute and get a little something to eat. Inside, Cassie went right over to the ski-ball game along with Claire while Dana went to get the snacks. Once again she finished off the last of her water bottle and tossed it in the bin, and when she ordered she made sure to get a nice big soda for herself. "There, this should be plenty..." she muttered as she found a nice table by the window and beckoned the others over. Cassie finished up her game and went to exchange her tickets for a cute little plushie, while Dana opened her bag of chips and got started.
The chips were tasty and just as salty as she expected, and she washed them down with plenty of soda while she sat and listened to Cassie chattering away as happily as ever. She chattered about her new plushie and squeezed it and held it up to her cheek, and she chattered about the rides she'd been on and how fun they were, and she chattered about the rides she wanted to go on next, especially the roller coaster. There were two roller coasters that she was tall enough to go on this year, and she'd been really looking forward to riding both of them. Last week she got a chance to ride one of them, and she was determined to get her chance at the other one this week. Dana was almost finished with her chips and Claire was about halfway finished with her sandwich, but as the more she talked about it the more excited Cassie got, until she seemed all ready to run off to that roller coaster right now. Claire gently reminded her she had to finish her animal crackers first, and she mostly stopped chattering long enough to focus on eating.
It only took her a couple more minutes, and when she was done she jumped up all ready to go, still chewing. She had to sit back down anyway while she waited for Claire to finish her sandwich, and afterward Dana kept hold of her while Claire gathered up her purse and the new plushie and everything else. Then they were outside and Cassie was making a beeline straight for that roller coaster before she got distracted again. She ended up getting distracted anyway, and couldn't resist stopping for just one more ride when she saw the tilt-a-whirl. Claire went on it with her while Dana stayed with all their stuff. When they came back she was finishing up the last of her soda, and now with no more distractions in her way Cassie went straight to the roller coaster and got in line. Dana dropped her empty cup in a recycling bin before joining her, and Claire found a nice bench right near the front of the line to wait for them.
Now that the roller coaster was right there in front of her, Cassie's excitement seemed to shift slightly, taking on a slight tinge of nervousness as she waited in line and looked up at it. When the car came around the last bend and went down the last slope she held her breath and watched the riders in it, some throwing their hands in the air and squealing, others tense and silent. Most of them were kids about Cassie's age riding with their parents, Dana saw as the car came to a stop and they all climbed out, and most of the others were only a little older. This was one of the park's smaller rides, which is why the line by the entrance under the sign reading 'you must be this tall to ride' was just low enough that Cassie was just tall enough to reach it. The passengers getting off walked past, mostly smiling with excitement or maybe just relief, and Cassie was smiling too as the next group of passengers got on the car and the line moved forward a little.
It was a pretty long line when they arrived, since it was right around lunchtime on a weekend and that was pretty much the peak of the park's popularity, especially for families with kids. But the roller coaster itself was small enough that each group didn't take that long, so at least the line was making good progress. And as they moved slowly forward and drew steadily closer to the front of the line Cassie's excitement gradually continued shifting, becoming a bit less eager and quite a bit more nervous. It was perfectly understandable that seeing the roller coaster up close like this might make her just a little nervous after how long she'd been looking forward to riding it, but Dana couldn't help wondering if there was a little more to it than that. For one thing Cassie was sort of glancing around from side to side, like she was looking for something and not finding it. Soon Dana noticed Cassie glancing over her shoulder too, with a strangely tense expression like she was getting worried about something and didn't know what to do about it. Dana might have asked if there was something wrong, but instead she leaned down and said, "Are you excited?"
Cassie hesitated just a moment before she smiled eagerly and answered, "Uh-huh! I can hardly wait." She looked like she might have said something else, but instead of waiting Dana looked back up.
"Well, it looks like it'll be our turn soon." There were enough people in line ahead of them for maybe two more trips on the roller coaster. "So just hang on a little longer." Cassie nodded, still smiling, although her enthusiasm didn't seem to return. She only seemed to grow more nervous as the next group boarded and the line moved ahead, glancing toward Dana again and again. By now they were close enough to where Claire was sitting for her to see them and wave.
"Have fun!" she called out.
"We sure will!" Dana called back with a wave and a giggle, then rose up to her tiptoes to look over the people still in front of them. "Looks like it might just be our turn next." Just then she noticed Cassie's eyes go wide with alarm and heard her give a soft gasp, but she didn't react. "And we'll tell you all about it afterward," she went to the railing and carefully leaned against it, placing her weight just right until she heard Cassie behind her give another, sharper gasp. This time Claire noticed too.
"Hmm? Is something wrong, sweetie?" worried, she got up and started to come over.
"Oh, Cassie?" Dana turned back and looked down. "What's the matter?" she said with a suitable tone of innocent concern, carefully lowering herself to a crouch. Cassie gasped once again, her wide-eyed gaze now pointed down at Dana's shorts.
"Oh no! Aunt Dana!" Cassie's voice was a frantic squeak. "That's... you're..." she looked back up, her lips trembling and her face filled with barely contained panic. "You... You've gotta go potty!" she burst out, her voice as distraught as Dana had ever heard it. At once there was a burst of silence as all around them conversations cut off and heads turned their way. Dana felt her skin getting warm at the feeling of so many eyes suddenly upon her. "You just gotta!" Cassie went on without noticing, "Or... or else... you might..."
"Cassandra!" Claire scolded as she came up to them. "That's, uh... that's not..." she tried to protest, but couldn't seem to think of anything that would help.
"Oh dear," Dana said instead, as earnestly as she could, and at the same time placed her hand between her thighs and pressed them together. "I think you're right!" She rose with a quick sort of curtsy motion, trying her best to ignore the attention from all around, then turned to Claire and added sheepishly "Sorry! I'll just be right back," leaving the line and trotting back the way they came. She could feel the eyes following her until she got around the corner.
Once safely out of sight of the line she pulled her hand away from her shorts, smiling. Other than that momentary embarrassment everything was going pretty much according to plan. Cassie had even noticed right before they got on the roller coaster, just like she planned. Dana herself had noticed earlier, of course, right around when they got in line for the roller coaster. At the time it was just a slight feeling of discomfort, gentle enough that she might not have noticed at all if she hadn't been paying careful attention. Really, that was just about all the proof she could have asked for right there, although she was glad that Cassie had confirmed it for her too. After all, she already drank three whole bottles of water, plus her usual morning coffee, and an entire soda on top of that, all without a single bathroom break. Even a little girl Cassie's age should have known to expect that Dana would be in pretty big trouble by now. Yet the discomfort she felt was hardly enough to even be called a distraction, certainly not enough to be worth getting out of line like that and only a little worse than it was earlier.
Although it was getting quite a bit worse now as she walked away, and quite quickly at that. She paused and made another quick curtsy motion as the feeling rose sharply and suddenly and sort of took her by surprise, drawing a few curious glances. She hadn't exactly planned on being seen acting like this, although she maybe should have known to expect that too. After a few moments the feeling subsided like a wave passing and she trotted onward, trying to hurry and trying not to wince at the uncomfortable bouncing sensation that accompanied every step. There was a big group coming from the little theater by the arcade where a show seemed to have just gotten out, and she would really rather not get caught up in a crowd like that at a time like this.
But after just a few more steps she felt it rising again, even stronger than before although not as sudden, like a fresh wave welling up deep inside her. She slowed down, then stopped and crossed her legs, trying to make it look as casual as she could but highly aware that she was pretty much right in front of the crowd. And even though she was ready for it, when the wave hit it was so powerful that it took her by surprise anyway, so that her fists clenched and her toes curled and she let out a sharp little squeak. That drew quite a bit of attention from those at the front of the crowd, including a couple little girls that looked like they had to be sisters. When the wave subsided enough after a long moment she started to move away, but not before she heard one of those girls say to the other in a whisper that wasn't quite soft enough to be private, "I think that lady's gotta go potty!" Dana was still blushing when she got to the door of the arcade and pushed through.
Just as she stepped inside it hit her again, this time with almost no warning, and she let out a much bigger squeak. It rose into not quite a squeal and then dropped toward more of a moan before she regained control of her voice, and by then she was just about sure she had the attention of everyone outside behind her and just about everyone inside in front of her too. Gingerly pulling her hand out from between her legs, she couldn't help but think that she'd just proven that little girl absolutely right, that just about everybody who'd looked her way just now definitely would have said that she absolutely had to go, and she could only hope that most of them wouldn't use the word 'potty' if they did.
She moved on, her eyes fixed straight ahead. She knew right where she was going, since she'd been sure to make a note of the bathroom by the snack counter was when they were here earlier, she just didn't want to have to meet anyone's eyes just now. The arcade area was way more crowded than before, with lines for almost every game and especially near the middle where some big fancy racing game had a line that snaked back and forth and stretched almost to the opposite wall. She couldn't just push through a crowd like that without getting jostled, and that would just be asking for a disaster. She'd have to go around the other side, and she couldn't really hurry either because even a tiny little bounce would just be an invitation to disaster. So she picked her way slowly and carefully between the arcade machines, all the while distinctly aware of all the attention her obviously desperate situation was getting and acutely aware that the situation was only getting worse and worse with every step.
She got to the other side of the arcade area, where a little set of a few stairs separated it from the snack counter area. The bathroom was right up there and around the corner, and Dana started up the steps eagerly only to stop with a little gasp at the pang of protest it brought on. Normally she could take steps like these two at a time without even slowing down, but in her current state simply lifting her leg to the first one a little too quickly could risk bringing on the disaster. And worse than that, she could feel another wave coming on, the biggest one yet. With one hand on the railing and the other planted firmly between her legs she started up the steps, wincing with every one and really hoping she could at least get around that corner before things got even more embarrassing. Yet as soon as she got to the top of the steps she stopped in her tracks as all at once the wave crashed over her.
She squealed, bending over and thrusting both hands into her crotch, shivering slightly as she clenched and squeezed with all her might. Her squeal faded gradually to a whimper as she recovered from the surprise and started to get the urge under control. But just when it seemed like it had peaked and was about to recede it surged instead and started to rise again. Dana rose up on her tiptoes as it did, her shiver turning into a shudder and then a steady trembling as she struggled to squeeze just a little harder and keep holding it a little longer. She stood there and struggled like that, and as the seconds stretched on she couldn't help but think about the crowd behind her and how everyone had to be looking at her right now, right when she had to look just like a little girl who had to go potty so bad she was just about to totally wet her little panties.
After a few more seconds the wave at last started to recede a little and she staggered forward, hoping to at least get around the corner and mostly out of sight so she could salvage at least a little bit of dignity. But after just a few unsteady steps another one suddenly struck. It was even bigger than the last, and all she could do was stop right where she was, trembling and squeezing and too surprised to even make a sound. It wasn't letting up at all anymore, she realized. The waves were hitting her so fast now there wasn't even time to move between the end of one and the start of the next. This wave hadn't even peaked yet and she could already feel another coming on, by far the biggest one yet.
It was building up, gathering strength, getting ready to strike, and if she didn't get to the bathroom before it did she just might...
*spurt*
She stiffened, her face getting warm, and her panties getting warm too. The meaning of that feeling of sudden warmth and spreading wetness was undeniable. It was just a tiny little bit, no more than a few droplets, but there was no denying that her panties really were wet... that she really was... wetting her panties! And that tiny little squirt was just the beginning. The wave was still coming, still building higher and higher, threatening to come crashing down at any moment. And when it did, it was all over. She absolutely had to get to the bathroom *right* now, or else her panties were about to get a whole lot more than just a little wet.
She started running. Another little spurt slipped out as soon as she moved her legs, and then another, a few more droplets leaking out into her panties with every step she took. The warmth and wetness were growing steadily, but she couldn't even think about that right now, or about her dignity, or anything else besides trying frantically to make it to the bathroom before it was too late. It was already too late to keep her panties dry, of course, but she could still save them from getting totally soaked. She was around the corner now, the bathroom door just a few steps away, just the single unisex stall, and all she could think as she locked her eyes on it was that if there was anybody in there right now then it was all over for her.
She reached out toward that door, hoping as hard as she could that it wasn't locked and squeezing just as hard to stop the little squirt that briefly turned into more of a momentary trickle as she removed her hand from her crotch. The handle turned and she burst in to the little stall, a surge of relief washing over her at the sight of the toilet right there, right in front of her and thankfully unoccupied, and just in time. She stepped forward and started to unbutton her shorts, but after just a single step she stopped again with a little high squeak of surprise that rose even higher into a squeal as the enormous wave came crashing over her.
It was way more than she could take, and the squirt that came out was strong enough it felt less like a trickle and more like a stream. She squeezed as hard as she could but the leak just wouldn't stop, only slow back to a trickle. She couldn't help it, she couldn't stop it, she couldn't hold it! In a panic she yanked down on her shorts, but they were still buttoned and just a little too tight to quite come off her hips like that. And the wave was still rising, somehow growing even stronger. The trickle was growing, edging back toward a stream and threatening to become an absolute flood. She was trembling all over with the effort and her whole body clenched as she tried desperately to hold it back just a bit longer, and just as she felt the wave start to overwhelm her and all her frantic determination collapse into despair, the button beneath her clenching fingers popped open.
Without hesitating for an instant she yanked again, pulling her shorts down to her knees and her thong down to around her thighs. In the very next instant the flood burst forth and poured out with a mighty gush. She moaned in relief, sinking as her knees buckled until she was leaning against porcelain. It felt incredible, and it sounded incredible too, the splashing and spraying almost like a miniature waterfall. After a few moments the noise cut through her blissful haze and she hurriedly turned to plop herself down on the toilet. Waves of relief were still washing through her and she panted and moaned again, while beneath her the splashing went on, somewhat muffled but somehow louder as well from the echoing. With a last shudder and a couple more gasps she shook her head and looked down at the floor, grimacing slightly at the sight, then grimacing even more at what her thong looked like. She hadn't quite expected that part, although maybe she should have. Really, everything happened just like she expected, only maybe a little too much so.
The stream went on and on, and on and on and on, until finally it tapered off to a trickle, then a dribble, and finally stopped. She quickly got herself cleaned up and then tried to clean up the floor a little. She looked down as she left and crossed back through the arcade to avoid making eye contact with anyone that might have seen her earlier, and outside she headed back to the roller coaster. When the ride stopped and Cassie and Claire got out of the car, Dana was sitting there on the bench and waiting for them.
"That was super fun!" Cassie squealed breathlessly, grinning and giggling as she emerged from the crowd. "I wanna go again," she was saying eagerly to her mommy, "except this time I wanna be in the very front." Claire smiled pleasantly and started to reply, but Cassie went on, "Oh, except first I wanna to go on the other roller coaster again. Oh! and we still need to have lunch, too." They were close enough now, and Dana got up and waved. Claire waved back, and Cassie turned and saw and waved too. "Aunt Dana!" She trotted over, still grinning. "It was super fun! We're gonna go again, and we're gonna be in the car in the very front, and this time you can come too and-" she stopped, her expression shifting as she seemed to remember. "Oh... Aunt Dana, I- I'm really sorry!"
Dana gave a kind smile and a small chuckle, and started to reply, "That's alright, sweetie. You don't need-" before Cassie cut her off.
"I should have noticed! I mean, I guess I did notice, but I should have said something earlier. It's just, I wasn't really thinking about it, so I just never even really thought about how you might have to go p-"
"Sweetie!" Claire burst out before her daughter could finish saying something embarrassing.
"It's okay sweetie!" Dana burst out at the same time, only slightly less alarmed. "After all, it, uh, worked out fine." She tried not to sound as uncertain as she felt. Cassie nodded and looked down, apparently not noticing that but still looking pretty uncertain herself.
"Uh-huh, I know. It's just, we were supposed to go on the roller coaster together. And now..." she trailed off, then looked back up with eager determination. "But- but we can still go on the other roller coaster together! Right? We could even go right now."
"But Cassie, we have to have lunch first. And, uh, there's something I need to talk to you about, too." Dana glanced at the crowd. "Something private."
They all headed over to the restaurant, then. It was getting pretty busy as the lunch crowd started to arrive, but Claire didn't like eating at a fast food place and she definitely didn't want to just get lunch from a snack counter, and just now Dana was just fine with letting Claire wait in line while she took Cassie over to a quiet corner. "Okay Cassie, sweetie," Dana started once they were alone and sitting down. "Now, uh, about what happened just now-"
"I'm so sorry Aunt Dana!" Cassie burst out, "I know you wanted to go on the roller coaster. Just like I did last week. But... it was just like last week... when I... I-"
"No, Cassie! It's okay," she managed, and reached out to gently take Cassie's hands. She knew just what happened last week, since Claire already told her all about it, and she definitely didn't need to make Cassie relive the experience now. "That's not it at all. It's... Cassandra, you have a gift." Cassie looked up expectantly while Dana searched for the right words. "You know earlier, when we got in line? You could already tell that I had to... um, 'go'. Couldn't you?" Cassie just looked confused at that.
"Hmm? What do you mean?" For a second Dana was almost nervous that she might have somehow misunderstood everything. "You had to go potty as soon as we got out of the car." That caught Dana by surprise, and Cassie went on. "I guess I could have said something right away, but it wasn't that bad so I thought it wasn't a big deal, since you're a grown-up. I guess maybe you didn't notice right away, until we got in line at the ticket counter?" That surprised Dana even more, and now Cassie was really getting going. "Then when it started getting kinda bad while we were on the bumper cars, I thought you didn't want to take a break since we were having so much fun."
"That's- I didn't-" Dana started, but Cassie didn't even slow down.
"And later when we stopped for a snack and it was getting pretty bad, I thought for sure you were going to take a potty break. So when you didn't I guess I started to get a little nervous, since it was just like what happened last week. But I just thought, since you're a grown-up..." she started to trail off.
"That's not- uh, sweetie, that isn't what I-" was as far as Dana got before Cassie interrupted her again.
"Except it kept getting worse! When we were waiting in line and it started getting really bad I kept telling myself 'she's a grown-up... she can hold it...' And then- then when it got really *really* bad, I just kept telling myself, 'she's a grown-up... I'm sure she can hold it...', but then... it just...
"Sweetie, please! You don't need to-" Cassie didn't even seem to notice what Dana was saying, and kept right going.
"It got even worse! You had to go potty so bad, and we were just about to get on the roller coaster, and it was exactly like last week! I just knew that if you got on the roller coaster like that when you had to go potty really really bad like that, you were gonna have... a potty accident!... just like I did last week..."
"That's..." Dana could only mutter. Just like she was afraid of, Cassie ended up reliving what happened to her on the roller coaster last week after all. "I mean, uh, that's the thing," she pressed on, realizing her chance, "you know, what happened today? That's your gift, Cassandra." Cassie looked up, confused and sniffling a little. "You could tell I had to, uh, 'go'. And you could tell before we got in line for the roller coaster, couldn't you?" Cassie nodded, frowning and still confused, and Dana smiled. It was the proof of what she'd suspected, and what she'd gone through all of this to prove. "Because the thing is, I couldn't. Not until we got in line for the roller coaster. You could tell, because you could feel what was happening to me. And I couldn't tell, because you took the feeling away from me." She smiled a little more and gave Cassie's hand an encouraging squeeze. "It's the same gift that I have, Cassie. And your grandmother had it, and her mother did too."
They used to be healers, she'd been told, back in the old country. Women would come to them, injured or just in some kind of pain or other, and they'd use their gift to take away the pain. Everyone's gift was a little different, they'd said, and not every woman in the family had the gift. Claire never seemed to have it, or if she did it was different enough that she couldn't use it like they did. Dana used to wonder if that meant the gift was dying out somehow, but now Cassie had it too. Her gift was different from anyone else's that she'd ever heard of, but it was certainly powerful, especially for her age.
She was explaining all about that and everything else when Claire came back with lunch. Dana filled her in on the parts she didn't know about, especially about everything that happened today and how she'd turned her suspicions into certainty. Then together they explained everything else to Cassie, who listened quietly and nodded along solemnly and grew more and more serious. By the time they'd explained just about everything Cassie's seriousness was turning into distress, and afterward she was silent for a few long moments before she said in a tiny voice, "Then that means... that lady on the train..." Her lips trembled, then her whole face. "The reason she didn't go potty when she had a chance... and the reason she kept holding it and holding it... until she couldn't hold it anymore..." Cassie looked up, as miserable as Dana had ever seen her, "It's fall my fault!"
"Oh, no! Oh sweetie, no. It's not..." Claire started, only to trail off as she searched for another explanation. But there really wasn't one. Even if Cassie was being a little hard on herself, it was just like Dana realized as soon as she heard about what happened on the train. Cassie must have felt that woman's discomfort without understanding how, and without even knowing what she was doing she must have ended up taking away that discomfort, just as Dana or the healers in their family would in order to soothe someone's pain. Except without that feeling to warn her, the woman didn't realize just how dangerous her situation really was, so she let the situation escalate until Cassie's gift was the only thing standing between her and disaster. And then, as soon as Cassie got just a little bit distracted, there was nothing left to avert the disaster, and the woman paid the price. Really, it was exactly like what happened to Dana today, when she subjected herself to the same thing to confirm her suspicions about Cassie and her gift. Dana was just glad she'd managed to escape the worst of the disaster, so that it was only her thong that ended up paying the price and had to spend the rest of the day in her bag.
"You just didn't know any better, Cassie," Dana cut through Claire's sputtering with a careful mix of sorrow and sympathy. "I know you didn't mean to."
"I really didn't!" Cassie burst out, "I never meant to! I never wanted her to... I never ever wanted anyone to... to..."
"In that case," Dana interrupted before she could get even more distraught, "You just have to learn how." Cassie looked up again and Dana showed her an encouraging smile. "So I'll teach you about it, okay? Everything you need to know." Cassie's face lit back up at that ray of hope. "And once you know how to control your gift, it won't cause any problems again."
"That's right," Cassie said with a decisive nod and a look of fresh determination. "I don't want anyone to have an accident. And I won't make anyone have an accident, ever again!"
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Even though Lola was safe inside her tent the heavy splashes of the rainstorm raging outside were sounding menacingly loud as they were hitting the fabric walls of the woman’s shelter. Lola was feeling uneasy, not only because of the angry weather outside but she also had a major bladder problem that she had to solve before it was to late.
The woman had just reached the mountaintop as dark, menacing clouds were forming above her. She saw the thunderstorm approaching from the distance and therefore, unable to rest, immediately proceeded to set up her tent in record time before the first drops began to moisten the landscape.
Inside, her exhausting day finally came to a hold even though it wasn’t the peaceful, romantic alpine evening she was hoping for. Lola sighed exhausted and was happy to be safe insde the tent. Dehydrated she chugged the liquids of her water bottle down in no time. The hike, the heat, the stress and the internal panic attack of not making it before the rain would hit made her thirsty - and now, an hour later, with the storm outside getting stronger, Lola regretted every excessive drop she had drunk. The hiker was squirming inside her tent. It would’ve been so easy to just get out for a squat and let the grass tickle her butt. But much to Lolas disappointment, the rain had gotten painfully strong by then. Standing underneath it for less than a second would’ve been enough to soak the only clothes she had from top to bottom. Lola didn’t even bring a towel with her because … well, why should she have?
Peeing into the bottle was an option she got rid of immediately, the opening was to narrow. The chances of accidentally peeing all over the plastic floor were high and Lola had no intention to ruin her newly purchased tent. She didn’t even have something to clean it up later.
The risk of then having her tent smell like piss, maybe forever, wasn’t worth taking. So she waited, patiently, for the rain to finally stop but outside pretty much the opposite was happening. Thunder and lightning now flashed and echoed along the cold mountain walls. An eerie atmosphere was surrounding the woman, who was not enjoying the situation at all. In fact she was scared, maybe not to death, but still enough to start crying inside her tent. It was to much for her. All she wanted was a fun weeked adventure to escape her daily routine and now she found herself in this mess. The rain, the juice, the tears, the drops of urine that were slowly escaping her body, after “scary” the next best adjective to describe her situation would’ve been “wet”.
Kneeled on her sleeping bag, with both hands down her pants, squeezing against her pee hole, the desperate woman was giving her best to hold on until the end of the storm, but was it ever going to end? This was the question that caused her much concern and judging by the intensity of the chaos raging outside there didn’t seem to be any signs of stopping.
Lola was sweating. She needed to take a decision soon, her bladder wasn’t going to be patient for much longer, her thighs were getting sore from the squeezing and her fingers were already more moist than the outside of her tent. Drop after drop was dripping out of her pussy. What started as a result of occasional distraction was now becoming a frequent reminder that the warm liquids inside were begging to come out. In pain Lola gave it all to delay her relief. At that point though she knew that one thing was for certain: she was going to get wet. It was her decision now to decide how, by either peeing herself, by peeing insde the tent (which would then unavoidably cause her sleeping bag to soak up the puddle) or - or, get out in the rain and let the storm ruin all of her clothes meanwhile. It was clear that the last option was the obvious choice, Lola knew that since the beginning and yet she was still hesitant. The thought of getting completely soaked by heavy rain while getting punched in the face (and ass) by strong winds as lightning bolts were striking all around her was making her incredibly uncomfortable.
“Better to get wet by rain than by peeing yourself!”, she thought and just like that a decision was made. The desperate need for relief had become much stronger than the fear of potentially getting killed by lightning. She probably had to take her clothes off once she got back in and spend the rest of the night naked in her sleeping bag. Fortunately, it was a warm one, this was a sacrifice she was willing to make. As this thought however crossed her mind an idea popped into her head: “Naked!”
Hastily she began to take off one piece of clothing after the other. The cramped movements inside the narrow tent were making the woman scream in agony. She was so close to relief but still had to hold on for just a little more. Shoes, socks and sweater were the first to go. T-shirt and bra were next.
Her bouncy breasts plummeted onto her chest once she ripped off her items all at once with an unnatural hurry. The stretching movements she had to do for this weren’t helping at all. Lola had to trust the remaining strength of her bladder muscles to do the job.
“I need a fucking piss, damn it! Come on, Lola, hurry up!”
Last to come off were pants and panties. Before she would do that she took a deep breath and pressed one hand against her crotch for two good seconds to make sure everything would stay in place. Sitting on the floor she took off what was left in the most hectic way possible. Lola was breathing heavily. Complaints and swear words were flying around inside the tent. The difficult challange of undressing was completed. All what was left now was to get out!
Lola bended over to zip open the tent’s round “door”. And of course, she struggled with it. The naked girl was pulling way to hard which caused the zipper to get stuck in the fabric constantly.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”, she screamed angry. More and more spurts of urine were leaking out of her bare pussy. Lola had no time to stop it, she had to get that damned zipper open. Behind her, despite the rain, she could hear how the splashes were spraying all over her feet. After what felt like an enternity the entrance finally opened and the deafening sound of the rain entered the tent along with the cold and the creepy darkness from outside. Lola got up and stormed (pun not intended) out of her shelter. While doing so her left foot stepped on one of the many little, warm, puddles of urine on the tent’s floor making the woman slip and fall face forward into the wet grass. A youtube-worthy faceplant right into the mud. Her stomach slammed onto the ground - her bladder burst on the impact. It was like dropping an open waterballoon onto the floor.
An explosion of piss shot out of the woman’s urethra, so strong that a bunch of spurts landed back inside the tent.
Lola felt the immediate relief and showed no intention in stopping it anymore. She had endured the pain for to long now. Letting it all out she got up on her knees, and her painful liquids could finally run wild underneath the fury of the thunder gods. And what a great feeling it was! So much relief, and so much pain that were slowly vanishing. As were the tears on Lolas face and the mud that was covering her body.
“Aaaah… heaven!”, she mumbled. Hours of agony finally came to a close, flushed away by a yellowish fountain of joy and pleasure.
The hissing sound was louder than the rain hitting the grass. Her pee stream was strong, but not enough to withstand the heavy gusts of wind that were spraying the liquid gold all over her legs. Lola enjoyed seeing mother nature having fun playing with her pee stream. Quite an arousing sight.
The raindrops on her naked body felt like little needle stings, the splashes stimulated her bladder only more and the rumbling booms of thunder blessed Lola with the most intense pee she’s ever had. Oh how she moaned. What an experience!
However, as much of a sublime moment that was, Lola had no intention to stay one second longer underneath the deluge. Once her bladder felt empty she fled back inside and stayed there, dripping in water and piss until finally, after another abundat hour of rain, warm beams of light broke through the clouds.
The day ended with a magical sunset and Lola drying her bare skin in the last rays of sunshine. It seemed like nature’s way of apologizing to Lola for having caused her this much discomfort … or maybe, just maybe it was a thank you from the mountain, for having graced it’s fertile ground with her delicious pee. |
This story has nothing to do with my other story. This is a story I already wrote in another language and translated it to english with the help of a translator and fixed it up by my own. I'm not a native speaker. Please be considerate. Hope you like it and enjoy!
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Itsuki, Miku, Nino, Ichika and Yotsuba are the quintuplets of the Nakano family. They all go to the same school and live together. Even if living together is not always easy, they can't live without each other.
It was a chaotic morning at the Nakano Residence. All 5 girls overslept. Probably because her tutor Futaro let her study until late at night again. So, there wasn't really much time for the 5 girls to get ready this morning. But they managed to be just right in time. However, none of the girls went to the toilet in the morning because they were late. This story takes place after school on the way home. This story continues for each girl from her own point of view.
Ichikas and Ninos POV:
Ichika and Nino have the biggest advantage of the quintuplets. While the others just finished school, the two have almost arrived home. However, Nino found that the pocket of her school uniform was empty. She must have forgotten her key to the apartment in the school.
"What should I do...?" She thought to herself.
"Back to school?” She didn't want to do that.
"I really need to pee..." That was all she could think about. With that in mind, she decided to wait for one of her sisters to show up. The first sister to arrive home was Ichika. Nino saw Ichika and barely managed to resist the pressure of her bladder. She can finally go to the toilet. Not realizing that Ichika was aiming exactly the same thing, even if it wasn't quite as urgent for her as it was for Nino. Ichika met Nino at the front door and after explaining the situation, Ichika wanted to open the door for Nino. But before she pulled out her key, she noticed that Nino was wriggling her legs back and forth.
"Hmmm... tell me, do you have to go to the bathroom?" Ichika asked out of curiosity.
Nino blushed and didn't want to answer the question.
"If you don't say so, I won't unlock the door," Ichika teased Nino.
"Ah... man... yes, I have to, satisfied? Now open up," Nino says.
Ichika also has the urgent to pee, but she still wanted to annoy Nino.
"And what if not?" Ichika asked sarcastically.
Nino didn't want to put up with the answer and tried to grab Ichika's bag, which resulted in a small fight. In the end, Nino manages to steal the key from Ichika and opens the door lock. However, she had to take the focus off her bladder for a moment, with a small spurt going into Nino's purple panties. She knows she can't hold on much longer, even though salvation is now within reach. Nino opens the door and ran straight towards the toilet. When she opened the door, she again lost a spurt which made her panties quite wet and her need to pee rises abrupt. Arrived in the bathroom, it was over for Nino. She couldn’t stop the force of her own bladder. Her pee, which can no longer be stopped by her panties, spreads out in her skirt and a on the floor.
She only manages to lift her skirt and continue to release the rest of her pressure through her panties on the toilet. While sitting on the toilet, Nino only noticed how her pee goes through her panties but at least her skirt and the floor underneath her don't get any wetter than they already are. That was the moment Nino tried to relax and let nature take its course. Even though she willingly pissed trough her panties, it felt really good to let it go and a little moan escaped her mouth.
Shortly after she finished peeing there was a knock on the door. It was Ichika.
"Hey Nino, how much longer do you need? Can you open the door?"
"And what if not?" Nino teased Ichika back.
Itsukis and Yotsubas POV:
Itsuki and Yotsuba set off together home. Just off the school grounds, Yotsuba asked Itsuki whether she needs to go to the toilet which she declined. Although she needed to pee, she doesn’t want to waste Yotsubas time. Yotsuba admitted that she actually has to pee but she could hold it until home she said.
“Well… I could have said I need too…” but now she doesn’t want to confess her urge to pee because it would be embarrassing if she changed her mind now.
After some minutes she wondered if it wouldn't have been better if she and Yotsuba lined up at the school restroom. But after school the line always is pretty crowded anyway. So, it isn’t a problem for Itsuki. But instead of worrying about herself, she thought of Yotsuba "I hope she can hold it until we get home". Itsuki knows that her bladder sometimes has the capacity of a child.
The way home was silent. 10 minutes later and almost Arriving home, Itsuki noticed how Yotsuba is going faster. "She really needs to go… “
"Are there are any shops or parks nearby", Yotsuba thought… “No… I’m just hurrying home... go Yotsuba, you can you do it... hurry up"
When they got home, the only thing left was the elevator to the apartment. Yotsuba and Itsuki arrived it at the same time and both pressed the button to their apartment. While their hands touched naturally Itsuki noticed how warm and sweaty Yotsubas hand is. When the elevator went up, a spurt escaped in Yotsubas white panties. She has to place her hand between her legs to stop it. She didn't care that Itsuki was standing next to her.
"Itsuki, please let me go to the bathroom first," Yotsuba pleaded.
Of course, it was now very urgent for Itsuki as well but Yotsuba had it even worse. Arriving at the apartment, they both ran towards the toilet. To her surprise, there was already Ichika in front of the door with her hand also between her legs.
"Please Nino, open the door, otherwise..." Ichika begged.
"Otherwise, what?" Nino answered
"Ichika? What's happening here?"
"Yotsuba? And Itsuki? What...are you doing here now?"
"We had to hurry... Obviously for the same reason as you" Itsuki says. Ichika explained what happened before and tried to calm down.
Nino's voice came from the bathroom „you too?"
Actually, she just wanted to annoy Ichikas and get her revenge but now… if she goes out not only Ichika but also Itsuki and Yotsuba will see her wet skirt…
"Sorry everyone, but I won’t go out here."
While Yotsuba and Ichika just jump around in place and holding her hands between her legs Itsuki tried to convince Nino "Please Nino, otherwise there will be two accidents…. no, three…. So please open up!"
If Nino comes out now, she would have to admit that she peed herself too…
A tear flowed down Ichika's check “okay, you won Nino..." she sobbed lightly.
Yotsuba couldn't hold it anymore either.
"You are so mean, Nino," she said.
Both girls couldn't hold it anymore. Nearly at the same time two hissing sounds came together and both skirts got wetter and wetter. Itsuki, who was just standing next to the was surprised and looked at them. Both had closed eyes and a puddle formed beneath them. She just witnessed two of her sisters wet themselves at the same time. A moment that seemed like an eternity. The hissing hardly went quit and the puddles on the floor keeps getting bigger until nobody could tell which puddle belonged to whom. Both girls felt ashamed and both left shameful in their rooms. Not sure if Itsuki is supposed to follow one of them, she first stayed in front of the toilet. But it wasn't long before she realized that Nino still would not open the door. So Itsuki went into Yotsuba's room, who already had taken off her skirt and was only in her white panties.
However, it was more yellow than white. Yotsuba had tears in her eyes "Itsuki..." she sobbed. Itsuki tried to calm her down, "don't be sad Yotsuba, it can happen to anyone.“ While she also felt a sharp pain in bladder.
Yotsuba continued to cry in embarrassment.
“Why am I such a child compared to you? “
How could Itsuki try to calm her down, she thought to herself….
"Yotsuba you are not a child… “she interrupted „look…. I can't take it anymore either" Yotsuba stopped sobbing and looked at Itsuki
“What do you mean? “
The room which is filled with silence. Itsuki can’t even tell what is about to happen.
She closes her eyes and suddenly a familiar hissing sound appears and both girls exactly know what happens now. A visible stream is running down Itsukis legs while her skirt turns from green to dark green.
Yotsuba watches Itsuki with bright eyes.
Itsuki's heart was pounding. But now she could also no longer prevent it. Suddenly the roles were exchanged. It was she who peed herself in front of her sister. All she felt was the embarrassment and the warmth in her school uniform and panties. She blushed bright red. She still can‘t believe that she pees herself. She doesn’t even know whether it was an accident or on purpose… However, the feeling of peeing herself felt really good. Is it just the feeling of relief or is it the warm and wet feeling on her body or was it maybe both?
After she was done peeing, she opened her eyes and looked down at the floor to sees that yellow puddle on Yotsuba room floor. Yotsuba said nothing about it but only a loud sound of confusion came from her Mouth.
“Whaaat?“ she said not even sounding sad anymore but she also has sparkling eyes.
Itsuki however was frozen. Die she really peed her pants even though she wants to be the eldest of them all? She wants to close her eyes again and die out of embarrassment but suddenly she heard a soft "arigato" from her sister.
Itsuki also removed her peed-soaked skirt, revealing her wet white but now also yellow panties
“That somehow felt really good…“ Itsuki still blushes
“Do you have a fetish for this?“ Yotsuba grinned.
“Of course not… Baka Yotsuba!“ Itsuki says.
Then Itsuki ran out of Yotsubas room.
“And who cleans this puddle now?“ Yotsuba worries.
Meanwhile, Nino got a look out of the toilet and since no one was in front of the door anymore, she left the bathroom, stepping in a large puddle of piss but as long as no one was there, she wanted to take the opportunity to quickly disappear into her room to change.
“Oh my god… what did I do? “ She thought.
Mikus POV:
She had to wait because her teacher talked with her so long, which is why she was the last to leave the school building. Miku can't stand school toilets and usually doesn’t have to use them, which is why she decided to ignore her urge to pee and run straight home.
On the way home she hurried. Usually, she always goes to the toilet at home first, but because she hadn't gone this morning, she had to pee really bad by now. Every now and then it happens that Miku has to pee on her way Home. But today Miku feels like she's about to get her panties wet.
"I should have really gone at school," Miku regretted. She was almost home but the elevator didn't do her bladder any good and she started to overflow.
She gathered all her strength but couldn’t stop a big spurt which causes a wet spot in her green panties. When she got out of the elevator, she opened the door and ran to straight to the toilet. She realizes an already big puddle in dront of the bathroom door. At first, she obviously thought that it was water. But with a closer look she realizes that it was pee…
“Why is there a big pee puddle on the floor?“… she thought.
In this moment she felt her own bladder give up. Maybe it was a psychological Effect that causes the bladder the empty itself. But soon she felt the wetness running down her own legs more and more. She noticed her stream got even stronger. Another stop was impossible for her. She didn‘t even try to pee the rest into the toilet. Instead, she was leaning against the bathroom door and still with her shoes on she let nature take its course and endured her fate. Her panties could no longer hold her warm pee back. Her skirt and her shoes get drenched and, in the hallway, spread another puddle out.
On the way to her room, she randomly crossed paths with Nino who was still wearing her own wet clothes. Of course, she saw the wet skirt of Miku. The crossed without saying anything but Mikus view clearly went to Ninos wet skirt.
“Did Nino pee herself too? What is happening today?”
But then Miku shamefully crept into her Room to change her off her wet shoes and socks.
It was now late. The puddles were still in front of the toilet because no one wanted to come out of her room. Itsuki calls all the sisters into the living room. After everyone appeared in pajamas, she asked Nino to apologize to everyone.
"We peed our pants because of you, Nino! You should feel sorry for us!“
Nino went to everyone personally and apologized sincerely. First Ichika, who also apologized to her. Second, Itsuki, who accepted the apology with a smile. Third, Yotsuba, who didn't want to look at Nino at first, but then accepted the apology. Fourth, she went to Miku to apologize. But she denied the apology. "You don't have to... don't worry about me... It was my own fault because I didn't even make it to the toilet" Miku said with a red face.
Nino smiles now too.
The End |
Jay was a 20 year old boy riding in the back of the car next to his little brother and his mum in the driver seat.
The family were travelling back from a weekend break and had just embarked on their 8 hour journey back home. Everyone had used the toilet before they got in the car. About half an hour in jay fell asleep and so did his brother, a couple of hours later they both woke up. Jay looked out the window as the scenery passed by. His little brother playing on his ipad. Jay had 2 coffees with his breakfast and was now starting to need the toilet but was no where near desperate. Soon his little brother spoke up “mummy I need to pee”. “Okay I will stop at the next service station, how are you jay”? “Yeh I’m fine, I could go if we stop” jay replied. The next service station was 15 miles away. “Glad I’m not really desperate” thought jay.
soon they passed a sign “service station 7 miles away”.
”god still 7 miles to go” jay thought. Jays urge had grown stronger but still a while away until things get serious. He kept trying to distract himself by looking out the window. “Mummy I really need to pee” his little brother” shouted. “Don’t worry we will be there soon” mum said. “How are you jay”?. “I’m fine” he replied he was now at about 7/10.
they pass a sign “services 4 miles”
”thank god, not long to go now, I shouldn’t have had that coffee” he thought to himself. Suddenly the car started to slow down. “What’s going on” jay asked anxiously. “There’s a bit of traffic jam” his mum said as the car came to a halt. “This better be quick” jay thought. His need was now at an 8. The traffic was at a standstill. “Mummy I really need to pee” his little brother screamed. “Don’t worry we will be moving soon, just hold on” mum replied. Jays little brother was still in the middle of toilet training so his mum made sure he wore a diaper in the car just incase a situation did arise.
10 minutes later the traffic hadn’t moved an inch. Jay was now getting desperate. “How long do you think we will be here for” as he sat bouncing his leg to distract him. “I don’t know not long I don’t think why”?. “Just kinda needing the toilet” jay replied. “God did I really just say that” he thought. “Mummy I really need to go I don’t think I can hold it any more” his little brother shouted. “Just try and hold on sweetie”.
another 10 minutes pass, “mummy I can’t hold anymore” his brother screamed. “Okay you did well, that’s why you have a diaper on” his mum said. Jay hears his little brother start peeing. The psssss can be heard which makes jays desperation even worse. “This is so unfair, why does he get to release and I have to hold on it’s not fair” jay thought to himself.
The seat belt was cutting into jays bladder which was making the situation worse. He prayed that the traffic would start moving. Jay started to hold himself discretely while shifting about in his seat. “Are you ok jay”? Mum asked. “Yeh I’m fine” jay lied. 5 minutes later, jay was now at a 10. Suddenly jay leaked. He immediately grabbed his dick. He could feel a little wet patch in his boxers. His brother turned to jay “mummy jays holding himself”. “No I’m not, I’m just itching” jay lied. His mum turned around. “He’s fine sweetie” his mum totally unaware of the little pee patch currently sitting in jays boxers. “God this can’t be happening” jay panicked. I cannot pee in my pants. A 20 year old pissing himself in front of his little brother and mum.
5 minutes later and another leak came, this time it was a little bit bigger. Jay could feel that it was worse as he could feel the wet patch grow about another centimetre in his boxers. Again he grabbed himself and seized his penis to stop the leak. “Fuck no no no this can’t be happening”. He discreetly slipped his hand down his boxers to asses the damage. He felt the small wet patch that had formed on his white boxers. “God I am going to piss my pants if we don’t start moving soon” he thought. “mum I really need to pee now, can I just get out and go at the side of the road”. His mum looked around “ you can’t jay there’s a police car behind us, they will arrest you if you get out and start peeing” she said in a concerning voice. “Don’t worry we will be moving soon”. “God just my luck jay thought, I could easily get out and pee but society thinks I should just pee in my pants”.
Another 5 minutes passed, jay was holding on for dear life. Eventually his body gave up, he could hold no more. He started to wet himself. He couldn’t stop it. The pee filled the front of his boxers and started to flow over the sides of his legs, he could feel the pee cover the top of his legs and slowly consumed underneath him. His bum was now wet and near swimming in his accident. His jeans slowly changed colour.
“HAHAHAHAHHAHA, Jay has peed in his pants” his brother laughed. “Shut up you idiot” jay snapped back. His mum turned around to look. She saw her son sitting in a puddle of pee. “Don’t worry, honey, there’s nothing you could have done”. Jay sat in his mess near to tears. He was so embarrassed, he a 20 year old was sitting in wet pants. He was no different from his little brother. He was ashamed and close to tears. A minute later the traffic started moving. 10 minutes later they pull in into the service station. His mum got his little brother out of the car. To get something to eat and so she could go to the toilet. “Are you coming jay”? Jay looked up “No mum I can’t, everyone can see that Iv pissed myself”. “Okay just stay in car, we will be back soon. 8 minutes pass and jay was alone in the car. He needed to pee again. His 2 options, get out and go to the bathroom and face the embarrassment of passing loads of people in dripping wet pants. Or, he could just re wet himself. “What have I got to lose I’m already wet and I’m definitely not walking in public like this” he thought. He undid his seat belt, pulled his jeans down so he was only wearing his boxers. He sat back and relaxed himself. The stream started again, the near white boxers now slowly turning a dark gray colour grew in size. The warmth again filled his front and covered his bum. Once he finished he looked down. Utterly ashamed of himself. He hadn’t wet himself for about 15 years and now he’s peed in his pants twice in the past half hour. He pulled his jeans back up just as him mum came back to the car. “Here” she said as she tossed him something, put that on, I’m going to go back get some snacks for the car with your brother. Jay looked and saw that his mum had tossed him a diaper. There was no clothing stores in the services. So it was ether sit in the pee soaked boxers or change into the diaper. Could this get any worse he thought. He penis and bum was getting cold as the pee had set in. He stripped and put the diaper on. He slipped his jeans back on, he was lucky as the diaper protected him from the wet patch on his jeans, lucky he was sitting down when his body released.
an hour later jay needed to pee again. He did not speak up, the humiliation he had had to endure today was too much. He decided that he wouldn’t last until he got home. He hadn’t spoken the whole way home. He sat there desperate to pee. “Why oh why did I have those coffees this morning” he thought. He didn’t care at this point. He couldn’t hold on and he didn’t care. Suddenly, “pssssssss”, he started to pee in his diaper. The warmth once again filling his sensitive areas. He didn’t care. Humiliation couldn’t get worse, he was just enjoying the sweet release. “What’s that noise mummy” his brother asked. “I don’t know” she replied. She looked around and caught jays face in the mirror, she could tell that jay was currently peeing. “I think it’s just the car honey, I will look when we get home”. She didn’t want to embarrass her son anymore, the last thing he needed was “oh that’s jay peeing in his diaper”.
they finally got home. Jay got his wet boxers and put them in his bag. He got out the car, the once snug fit diaper was now hanging down, sort of dangling due to the amount of pee jay had let out in the car. There was a chaffing sound as he walked. He sat down on the stairs to take his shoes off. The diaper pressed up against his bum. The diaper was warm so it didn’t bug him that much. He went up to the bathroom and tuned the shower on. He took his clothes off and could see himself in the mirror. A grown boy standing in a soggy wet diaper. His mum came in. “Jay don’t worry about today we all have accidents in our pants sometimes. Did you pee in your diaper”? “Yes I didn’t want to say I needed cuz I thought what’s the point” he whispered all embarrassed. He took his diaper off and handed it to his mum. His bum and penis still wet from being in the diaper. He then hopped in the shower and cleaned himself up. |
If you aren’t familiar with the concept of the backrooms, I would strongly suggest searching it before reading this or you’ll be a bit lost…
Story does contain horror elements
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Mrs. Farrell shifted through her papers as class came to an end. She handed old graded homework and quizzes to to the students before they made their way out the door.
The Professor couldn’t wait for the day to end. It was barely a month and a half into the semester and she was miserable. Teaching at her local community college was more difficult than usual since the pandemic had died down and students had come back to school seemingly in mass.
Mrs. Farrell had felt her need to pee for the whole last hour of class. Her last pee was over three hours ago, and not getting a break while taking down a whole cup of coffee made for an irritating combination. She was wearing a beige sweater, black jeans and brown ankle boots with high heels on them. Her male students certainly appreciated the tight jeans.
She was turning 40 in just a few months but her looks hadn’t yet faded. It had only been a few years since her last inappropriate encounter…
Finally the last student barreled out the door and off to their cars. The Professor sighed a sigh of relief that she could finally make her way to the restroom and empty the growing pain in her lower area.
Slipping on her jacket and grabbing her bag, Mrs. Farrell made her way to the closest restroom down the hall. The clacking of her heeled boots loudly echoed throughout the empty hallway. The lights had already automatically shut off for the evening, leaving the only light as the natural light pouring in from outside. It was cloudy and already turning dark outside. The brown and red leaves plummeted to the ground in the cold October air.
Finally the sign for the woman’s room appeared.
“Thank god.” The woman muttered out loud. She pushed back her shoulder length curly black hair before going to turn the knob.
“Shit!” Relief turned into disappointment. She tried in vain turning the knob a few times to no avail. Janitor must’ve locked it for the night.
Mrs. Farrell’s only hope was to either try upstairs or hold until she got home. She couldn’t even remember the last time she saw anyone go to the upstairs bathroom.
“May as well.” The Professor muttered to herself. She made her way up the stairs, every step more painful than the last. The woman was gritting her teeth the whole way up. She was glad the building was nearly empty, it would’ve been quite a sight to see the usual well composed professor in such a stressed state.
Finally she saw the upstairs bathroom come into view. Mrs. Farrell began walking down the hallway towards it when suddenly she felt the ground beneath her feet disappear. It was as if the floor below her literally dissolved beneath her feet.
The woman felt herself fall about ten feet onto a carpet floor. She didn’t even have time to scream before hitting the ground. The carpet smelled moist and old, and was like a sea of yellow all around her. She looked up to see she was surrounded by monotone yellow walls and fluorescent lights that made a constant buzzing noise.
Mrs. Farrell stood up before reaching down to make sure she hadn’t pissed herself. She was thankful she felt dryness when she felt her jeans, but her panties had suffered some damage and her bladder still felt extremely full. All around her was this weird yellow room, not the second floor that she expected to be beneath her when she fell through the floor.
“Hello?” Farrell cried out. The only reply was the constant hum of the lights. “Is anyone here?”
She walked forward and turned a corner only to see more of the same yellow office rooms. “The fuck..?”
Another urge came from the woman’s bladder and she started making her way forward, or at least what seemed to be forward.
Another room, more yellow.
Another room, even more yellow.
The yellow walls, the moist stench and the buzzing lights continued and continued.
“Hello? Is there anyone here? Please is there anyone in here?!” Mrs. Farrell was starting to get nervous, as if someone was watching her. Between the completely empty environment and her full bladder she was about ready to get out of there, wherever ‘there’ was.
Mrs, Farrell started awkwardly waddle-speed walking as fast as she could in her heeled boots, one hand holding herself. She refused to pee her pants, even in this strange place. She was a grown woman and a college professor, she was above setting herself like a child.
She walked for over a minute before she realized it was futile. No matter how far she went it was more of the same.
“I’ve been in this room already, haven’t I?”
Every room looked the same. More and more endless space.
“Just let me get to a bathroom, PLEASE.” Mrs. F called out to no one in particular. She crossed her legs and bent forwards. A strong urge to go hit her again and it took all her might to stop another spurt.
Finally, she came to a room with what looked like household appliances. An oven, a sink, a dishwasher, and lo and behold; a toilet! All of them painted the same yellow as the endless walls and it would be easy to miss them.
Mrs. F waddled over to the toilet and tried to undo the lid. She pulled with both hands but it was to no luck, the lid was seemingly sealed shut.
“Ofcourse!” The Professor yelled out, becoming increasingly stressed.
After walking for several more minutes the woman finally stumbled upon a room that looked different. The office rooms seemed to end and there was a large grey bridge leading over a seemingly bottomless black pit. At the far end of the bridge was what looked like a grey office building with hundreds of windows. Strangely the building had no discernible ending, the display of windows stretching out forever in every direction.
Mrs. Farrell couldn’t help but feel like she could occasionally see shadows moving in the windows across. She had no choice but to continue onwards, making her way across the bridge, feet waddling awkwardly and crotch still gripped tight. Her loud footsteps echoed off down into the pit.
Inside the building was more of the same. Endless yellow rooms with the same buzzing lights and smelling carpets.
“Does this place ever end!” The professor cried out desperately. “Please, if there is anyone out there please just let me go home!”
Mrs. Farrell felt like giving up. The pain was near unbearable. In all her years of teaching the urge to go never got to this point. She had a strong desire at this point to just pee in her jeans and get it over with. A small part of her still held on to hope, wanting to maintain her dignity at any cost.
Finally she came to a room with a small wooden table at the center. On top of it was a computer screen. There was no wires connected to it nor was there even a processor but the screen seemed to work anyways. Mrs. F wasn’t interested in asking questions at this point.
The screen started flashing images of waterfalls, leaky faucets and running water.
“What is this torture?” She closed her eyes and grabbed herself with both hands. Would it even matter if she peed herself here? Would anyone even see it?
Mrs. Farrell pressed on. No matter how badly she needed to urinate she would hold on to her dignity. She walked into the next room to see a ladder leading up into what appeared to be an air duct.
May as well.” If it meant getting relief she would gladly go into the duct. She climbed up the ladder and crawled through the metal space on all fours. She had to stop every couple minutes to grab herself and stop another leak. Her panties were completely ruined at this point and she was certain her next leak would reach her jeans.
At the end of the duct was another ladder down into a new room. This room was still yellow but it was noticeably larger and darker. She climbed down the ladder and stepped onto the floor, which was solid wood now as opposed to carpet.
At the far end of the hall was a tall, brooding figure. She couldn’t make much out due to the distance and darkness other than it was over seven feet tall and very thin.
“Hello?” She called out.
The figure seemed to awake from a sort of standing slumber. It cried out in a loud groan. It started twitching violently and then turned and started sprinting towards her.
“Oh my god, oh my god!” Mrs. Farrell turned back towards the ladder. Her bladder lost control and started spurting out into her jeans. She ran over to it and started climbing as fast as she could. The rapid footsteps got louder and louder as it drew closer.
Her palms sweated as she grabbed every rung, trying to go as fast as she could for dear life.
Louder, louder, louder, the footsteps approached.
“Please God, please!” She cried out as she reached the top and began hoisting herself into the vent.
She thought she was safe as she finally entered the duct but her leg was simply too near to the edge. Her heart stopped as she felt something seize her left ankle. It gripped on tight and tugged hard on her leg, pulled her back towards the edge. Piss rapidly shot out of her as fear took control.
“No, no, God please no!” Mrs. F screamed and reached out with both hands, grabbing at anything. She clawed at the duct and her fingernails scratched into it but the force that had her by the ankle was simply too strong. Her pants completely turned warm and wet as she was sure it was her final moments.
The woman screamed as she was pulled out of the duct and felt backwards towards her inevitable demise before feeling herself land on a tile floor.
She writhed on the floor for a moment, kicking and screaming and crying until she realized she was back in the hallway of the school. Her jeans were completely soaked and a puddle was forming on the floor of her urine.
The Professor stood up and could feel there was even pee in her boots. Her heart was still pounding. It had felt so real, the yellow rooms, the computer, the tall figure. Surely she hadn’t dreamed all of it.
“Was it real?” Mrs. Farrell wasn’t quite so sure. |
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Debra Baron, try as hard as she might, just couldn’t seem to sift and filter and parse through the complex emotions that were running through her body. She trounced around in her bedroom in nervous circles unable to decide he sartorial makeup for the evening. Should she wear blue jeans and a green sweater, or nice red summery dress? Khakis and and a blue blouse? For reasons which she didn’t care to analyze too closely, Debra had always leaned away from the skirts and dresses and preferred to wear pants, something seemingly too “girlish” about wearing a garment with a hemline, something which would objectify and showcase her mom-legs, firm and sexy as Debra’s were, she never felt appropriate at her age, showing her legs, particularly as her son’s friends were often at the house and had reached an age where they’d be routinely caught with their eyes glued to Debra’s rear end when she’d bend over to iron a shirt, or retrieve ice from the lower section of the refrigerator. Today was different however, for when Debra wold normally have ignored and avoided all reflective surfaces in her own home, today, as her gorgeous derriere jiggled in the mirror as she spun round in confused circles searching for the right clothing, her pert, milfy, mom-butt caught her gaze, and Debra took in for a long moment her hard earned physique in the mirror. She had a gorgeous head of red hair, beautifully sultry looking makeup, nice round breasts that jiggled in her bra when she bounced up and down momentarily on her toes, and a slim stomach outlined in her (panties). Debra dared herself to spin round for a moment, so that she could ogle her own butt in the mirror briefly. She did, and boy did she have a gorgeous ass. Debra’s frequent squatting and bending from performing her typical, and typically overlooked by Ray, household chores had resulted in a firm, round behind characteristic of all of the hardworking women her age, who while physically active, still had a bit of that mom-dough on her rear end and her thick strong thighs from carrying babies. Still, sexy as Debra Baron was, this was her usual body, so why did she feel so…mixed up today? Why was she so extra-attentive to her physique on this afternoon in particular?
The answer was actually quite simple, but whether in an attempt to avoid the impending flood of emotion, or as some deeper, darker act of denial to herself, Debra refused to directly acknowledge the reason for her flighty emotions and her unquenchable sense of auto-erotic arousal, that is, until she descended the stairs finally, having donned khakis and her tight green sweater, and was met face to face with her lovely sister Jennifer. It was all in the family.
A word on Jennifer. Jennifer was Debra’s sister and was visiting to inform the Barons of her vocational decision. Jennifer was going to join a convent to be a nun, and admirable as this may have seemed for anyone else, Debra simply could not abide by the idea that her beautiful sister was going to leave her for good to live a saintly life of nun hood and…celibacy. Debra had never considered herself to be a lesbian, and in fact couldn’t even quantify the number of Earth-shattering orgasms she’d rocked herself to while being impaled by Ray’s ramrod-hard cock over the years, but something about the shared blood spilled Debra’s desires over into the domain of the taboo, and fetishistic too. Jennifer was taller than Debra, she was thinner, she had more overtly feminine features and mannerisms, and she had a cheerleader’s body, that even for her age, rivaled Debra’s thick stocky figure for hottest-milf-in-the-neighborhood. Jennifer couldn’t help but notice when her sister’s husbands brother Robert had drank in her figure from head to toe the first time he’d seen her again since she’d been visiting, his eyes lingering on her pert boobs being tightly encased and showed off in her tight, pink, pastel sweater. Debra was as turned on as anyone by her beautiful sister, with her mane of curly golden ringlets of hair, her beatific smile, her slime waistline, her toned thighs, her smooth calves, her flawless feet and toes. Debra wanted to fuck her sister, and though she could never bring herself to tell Jennifer this directly, Debra, with nothing left to lose now, decided that once and for all she was at least going to make the first move towards informing her sister of just how much love, and lust, she felt for her, in a last desperate attempt to convince her not to join the convent.
“Jennifer.” Debra said, looking her sister’s pert body up and down, forcing her gaze to remain locked on her sisters eyes for long enough not to second guess her request as she asked,
“You can’t go. You can’t. Jennifer I love you.”
Jennifer stood speechless for a moment, looking utterly confused at Debra’s words. Finally she asked,
“I beg your pardon.” as she stared up at Debra, making no move to slow her descent down the stairs.
“I don’t want you to go Jennifer. You’re all I have. I love you, I’ve always loved you. Yes, I’m married, I have children, that’s how this society works, that’s how the world works, man meets woman puts ring on finger joins bank accounts buys house collects equity retires raises kids!” Debra shouted without allowing herself to breathe. She needed to get this out. “But I love you!” she said, emphasizing the word love.
Jennifer’s lower lip quivered. She too now was confused emotionally and didn’t know how to react to her sister’s proclamation of love.
“Debra I’ve never had the husband, the kids, the house, the retirement, all of this” she motioned around to the living room with her arms, “and I just, I love the lord. Well you were raised Catholic too, but it’s just, look I love all of you too, but I - I have to go and do this.” she said. “And anyway, what do youmean by love? And how does Ray fit into all this anyway?” Jennifer asked Debra.
“Do you see Ray anywhere around here?” Debra asked, she too now motioning around the living room with her arms. Ray’s face was on the walls with that big dorky smile in family photographs adorning the room 360, but Ray, and the children, in their corporeal form were miles away at the boys’ little league practice. “And love? What do I mean by love? Jennifer…”
and with this, without any hesitation, Debra stepped right up to her sister and reached with her left hand behind her sister’s lithe back and clung her sweater behind her, while with her right hand, Debra slid her fingers between her sister’s slim waist and her pants, and panties as she kept her gaze locked on her sisters. Jennifer at first reacted with shock, not knowing what to do in the surprise circumstances, but a split-second later, Debra was rubbing Jennifer’s clitoris with her big finger, instantly producing moisture from Jennifer’s pussy as her eyes went weak with arousal, and in spite of herself, her mouth let out a “ohhh” of pleasure, feeling sexual stimulation for the first time in months. “Yeah” Debra said quietly as she continued to rub her sisters clit, her finger growing wetter and wetter with Jennifer’s juices, producing a swelling feeling of arousal in her own crotch. Debra quickly pulled her hand from her sister’s pants, sticking her fingers in her mouth, taking a moment to taste the residue of Jennifer’s pussy, but using her mouth primarily to wet her fingers even more as she then plunged her hand down to Jennifer’s womanhood again, as she located Jennifer’s most sensitive nodule of femininity with her big finger and again began to rub voraciously. Debra, meanwhile, couldn’t help but step from foot to foot, as her own body was quickly growing with insatiable arousal and the deep, yearning need to rub her own little clitoris and get some sexual gratification too. Debra desperately wanted to rub herself, but she had to resist long enough to get her challenge out to her sister while she was spellbound in a state of arousal. Debra could feel her sisters body trembling with sexual arousal in her left hand as she caressed her back through her sweater.
“Now you listen to me, Jennifer.” Debra stared with demonic focus into her sisters eyes, her sister gyrating and writhing like a little girl as her pussy consistently grew wetter and wetter, soaking Debra’s entire hand now. “I love you. I want you going nowhere. I need you in a way that I don’t need Ray, because Ray cant do it for me like you. We love you here, and you’re going to stay.” Jennifer nodded, but couldn’t speak regardless. It wasn’t fair, Debra was using her hand and sexual arousal to fog out any thoughts of dissent in Jennifer’s mind. It just wasn’t fair, Jennifer hadn't had any sexual gratification in months and months now, and was desperate for some sexual tension relief after such a long dry spell, and this was her sister, someone, that while perhaps inappropriately, was close, and could be trusted. Jennifer didn’t know what to say, but instead just reached down and prodded Debra’s hand into her womanhood with greater pressure, her lips letting out a simple, but desperate and strained sounding, “Debra, please, it’s been so long.” her voice quivering and drifting away on the word “long”, sounding almost as if she were singing, Her body started to tremble and tighten up in contractions, but Debra was smart enough not to let her sister cum and come back to her senses just yet. She yanked her hand rapidly from her sisters pants before Jennifer could reach a so desperately needed climax.
“Ah ah ah!” Debra said with real tone in her voice. “No cumming. You don’t get to cum yet.” Debra said, waving her hand in the air high above her head. Jennifer reached in the air for her sisters hand, uttering a whimpered, “please. please.” her voice shaking, her eyes welling up with tears in arousal, her orgasm was so close, why couldn’t Debra just let her cum and get it out of her system before Ray and the boys showed up and she’d be forced to prolong her masturbation til she was alone in bed in the evening, and what if the arousal left her body by then? Men had it so easy, they could just jerk off whenever, wherever, for girls it was so much more difficult, and this was partly why Jennifer had decided to become a nun, being unmarried at her age. But right now, she just needed to cum! Why couldn’t Debra just be nice and finish her off?! Jennifer couldn’t wait, and shoved her own hand down her pants. But Debra was adamant, and quickly pulled her sisters hand back into the open air, her sister whimpering and curtsying at being denied the ability to touch herself, her voraciously wet pussy, aflame with arousal…
“No, Jennifer. No cumming, no touching, and….” Debra got close to her sister, their faces inches apart, “No peeing.”
“What?” Jennifer asked.
“That’s right, no peeing. We’ll make this fair and we’ll make it fun. You and I are going to have a pee holding contest and if I win, Jennifer…” here Debra stuck her hand down her sisters pants, was astonished at the wetness of her sisters panties, found her little clit, and again went hard at work to stimulate her sister and keep her hypnotized, in a position unable to say no. “…well then you have to stay here and live nearby and pay visits and notbecome a goddamn nun, for Christ sake. Do we have an agreement?” Debra searched Jennifers’s turned on eyes for consent. But Jennifer couldn’t think straight, she just needed an orgasm then maybe she could think clearly again, but she was so turned on that she was actually doing all she could to drive her pelvis forcefully against her sisters prodding, so as to get maximum pressure from Debra’s fingers. She was so close to cumming. She just needed another twenty seconds to push herself over the edge…
“Do we have an agreement?” Debra asked again with greater urgency. Jennifer couldn’t think. Her body trembling, her voice quivering, sounding like she was crying she let out, “Please, I need to cum…”
“No! No cumming Jennifer!” Debra whipped out her hand again. “Do we have an agreement or not?!” Debra demanded.
“Uhhhh!” Jennifer whimpered at her orgasm being denied again. “Yes! yes yes yes okay, now please….” Jennifer begged as she reached out and grabbed Debra’s hand, attempting to pull it back down to her womanhood.
“Ah ah ah. First we get changed. This way. Now.” Debra said as she quickly stepped past her and ascended the stairs, turning back to be sure Jennifer was following her.
Debra and Jennifer stepped into Debra and Ray’s bedroom. Jennifer looked around, a sight she was unfamiliar with, the lovemaking quarters of along-married couple. Still, the bed was perfectly made and had the pristine, almost magazine-photo look of a bedroom that was more of a movie set, or TV set, of a happily married couple, and the bed definitely seemed as though it lacked action, or maybe it was just her sex-starved mind and body that lacked action, a sentiment, a bodily reality, that bled into her thinking.
“Here, we’re gonna wear these, to make it more interesting.” Debra was saying, as before Jennifer knew it, her sister held up two pairs of black little shorts, runner’s shorts of a black lycra-like material with white stripes running down the sides. “This is way if you pee, sorry, if we pee, cause it might be me too, then at least you wont be soaking your own pants, I’ve provided some for you. Now here you go, come on, change, the boys’ll be here soon.” Debra said, shoving the shorts into Jennifer’s still quivering hands. The bed laid out enticingly just beside them, Jennifer longed to just plunge forward onto the bed and have her sister follow behind her and just fuck the living daylight out of her with her hands while they made out on the bed. Jennifer wanted to think wholesome thoughts, she wanted to think Holythoughts of the Lord, and of the convent that she was soon to join, but her brain chemistry had been thoroughly and frustratingly shaken up and spun out of balance by her sister’s sexual come-on just several minutes ago now. She still felt aroused. She still hungered for an orgasm. Couldn’t she and Debra just but the crap and help each other get off before the men got back home? Still, she couldn’t bring herself to say anything too argumentative to Debra as she watched her sister step out of the pants that were around her ankles and bring her little black shorts up around her waist. These shorts were ridiculously short of Debra, and clung to her butt with scandalous tightness and detail. The round outline of Debra’s pert ass stood out with mouthwatering detail against the brightly lit tile floor of the master bathroom just beyond her. Jennifer looked from Debra’s shorts to the similar pair of shorts in her own hands.
“These are so small, Debra. Surely we’re not gonna wear these to dinner?” Jennifer said, not even fully understanding why they were going to change into shorts now. Couldn’t they just finger each other real quick and keep it a secret afterwards? Debra looked at Jennifer, at her hot flushed cheeks, still bright red from the arousal of several minutes before. Jennifer looked so pretty, with her angelic locks of curly golden hair crowning her blushed face. Jennifer looked like an angel for sure, but an angel in distress, needing something, needing an orgasm.
“Jennifer, put those shorts on now. Change quickly before the boys get back home. Put them on before I change my mind.” Debra said.
Without waiting any further, Jennifer reached down to the sides of her pants and gripped them with both hands, slowly pulling them down over her gorgeous ass. Debra watched her sister remove her pants in what felt like slow-motion, taking in every detail of Jennifer’s alluring curves, the smooth pale skin of her behind. Debra wanted to kiss her sister’s angelic ass, just a quick little peck on the round soft flesh of her left, or right, butt cheek, just a little love tap of a kiss. Jennifer’s pants were so tight however that when she removed her pants fully, the pants brought her underwear down with them, the fabrics clinging to each other, as Jennifer’s tight, milfy pussy crowned with golden pubic hairs was revealed, as was the wetness and moisture surrounding Jennifer’s beautiful pussy, so wet, so juicy looking, yet so beautiful and angelic. Debra wanted to resist and maintain the high ground, she wanted to keep up the disposition of the disciplined sister who was strong and restrained enough to call the shots like a dominatrix, but seeing her sister bend over, her butt sticking out as she brought her pants and panties down to her ankles, Debra felt her knees grow weak with arousal, and she lunged forward suddenly without stopping herself. Debra lunged her face hard into her sister’s wet cunt, sticking out from behind, as Debra reached around with both hands, grabbing her sisters waist, keeping her from falling forward onto the bed before her as she plowed her nose and her tongue into Jennifers’ wet, protruding pussy.
“OHHHH!!! Oh yesssssss! Please Debra!” Jennifer moaned as she pushed her ass back hard against her sister’s face. Jennifer couldn’t resist anymore now too as she mashed her womanhood as hard as she could onto her sister’s hungry face, and after a moment or two, Jennifer finally managed to locate Debra’s writhing tongue with her clitoris, and the joining of the two released sensations of lust, pleasure and arousal that Jennifer hadn’t experienced in years, if ever.
“OHHHHHHHHHH UGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Jennifer moaned and groaned loudly and agressively, finally getting some real pleasure, somereal gratification. She just needed some action. She hadn’t been touched for a very long time, and she needed to finally let off some steam. A girl has needs, whether holy or unholy. The girls were interrupted however, by the sound of the door opening and Ray and the boys coming in and taking downstairs in the living room. Debra, in a moment of panic, was sufficiently startled enough to pull her face from her sisters cunt and stand up rapidly.
“Stop, we have to stop now. More later maybe. Get those shorts on now! Meet us downstairs, I’ll distract the boys.” Debra said as she began stepping in the direction of the bedroom door. Jennifer dutifully did as she told with her body, stepping out of her pants completely now, reapplying her panties, pulling up her little shorts, but mer mouth simply mouthed the sloppy words,
“You said more later? Debra?” as she stared across the room at Debra. Debra turned round, stopped at the door facing her sister.
“Maybe” Debra said. Jennifer walked towards the master bathroom after pulling up her shorts.
“Where are you going?” Debra demanded.
“To check how I look.” Jennifer examined the shorts in the mirror. they were tiny, exposing her whole legs all the way up, just barely big enough to even be called shorts and not underwear, they were scandalously small, and certainly not dinner attire. Debra watched her sister look herself over in the mirror.
“Come on now, Jennifer, we’re going downstairs, and I don't expect to see you enter a restroom unmonitored, or in fact really at all until our contest has finished. No cumming and no peeing for you, now come on lets go.” Debra said hearing the boys voices continuing to murmur downstairs. No peeing? Jennifer just wanted to cum, now what had she gotten herself into?
Ray and the boys were home now, along with Ray’s big and tall brother Robert. Ray and Robert were taken aback at first by the ridiculous sight of these two sexy ladies donning short shorts and tight little sweaters as Ray quickly joked,
“HEY! What is this hooters?! Boys cover you eyes! You too Robert!” with a big gregarious smile on his face, before leaning in close to Debra with a more serious what gives? look on his face. Debra simply ignored him, instead turning to Robert asking,
“How was work Robert?” leaving Ray looking stupefied. Debra wasn’t going to let Ray intervene in her plans this evening, the stakes were just too high and the implications just too important. Her sister was either going off to be a nun or she wasn’t, and Debra had one last chance to try to steer the direction of her sister’s future trajectory, and she’d be damned if she were going to let her sexy sister run off and become a nun. Ray looked over Jennifer, this tall lovely lady with angelic hair, her hot, flushed looking cheeks, her nipples standing tall through her tight pink sweater, her incongruous short shorts showing off her long tanned thighs.
“Work? Work was good.” stammered Robert as he struggled not to stare at these two lovely ladies’ long nude thighs, so prominently on display in the brightly lit kitchen. Debra and Jennifer began to remove pots and pans in preparation for dinner, all but ignoring the men entirely as they stood stupefied in the living room.
“Seriously though, Deb, what with the shorts?” Ray asked.
“Laundry day, Ray. Alright?” Debra said to her husband with demonic attitude. Ray and Debra both knew she’d done laundry over the weekend only a couple days ago, but something in her tone said to Ray, dont’ you dare fuck with me right now. And Ray took the hint. He thought back over the past thirty six hours searching for some wrong he had committed or mistake he’d made to warrant this kind of response from Deb, but he couldn’t think of anything. He decided to grab a beer, and one for Robert as well and block out any uncertain thoughts while he let the women prepare dinner.
The next ninety minutes or so proceeded with the girls cooking a feast of gloriously delicious Italian dishes. Lemon chicken, past with pest, rolls from the oven, etc. The cooking was second nature for these girls, and so Jennifer nearly forgot herself entirely, when, after having finished prepping the pasta at the end of their cooking session while Debra began to gather silverware from the kitchen drawer, Jennifer took a couple of routine steps towards the restroom adjacent to the kitchen.
“Ah!” Debra said raising her index finger authoritatively into the air, momentarily forgetting her surroundings. She looked back towards the men, but their attention was unwaveringly aimed towards the TV while they guzzled down their beers. Debra turned back to Jennifer as she whispered,
“No restroom, Jen. No peeing.” Jennifer suddenly remembered her agreement not to pee, and Debra noticed her sister’s legs flexing now, looking definitely like Jennifer needed a piss. They had been drinking glasses of wine while cooking dinner together, and Debra realized at that moment that neither she nor Jennifer had had a piss before the holding contest had begun. How desperate was Jennifer? Debra found herself wondering. Debra certainly needed to pee by now, but had put it off by habit, determined to get the whole meal fully cooked on time, something shed been trained to be used to now after years of being a dutiful mother and housewife. Jennifer nodded and stepped away from the bathroom, back into the kitchen as she helped Debra to set the table with the food and silverware.
As soon as Ray and Robert and the boys had sat down at the table, feasting their eyes on the great big meal before them, Debra and Jennifer finally got to sit down as well. It was only upon sitting that the women felt the fullness of their bladders in full effect. “Ohh” Debra said, wincing slightly as she sat her nice ass in shorts on the dining room chair beneath her. Jennifer squirmed in her seat momentarily, and Deb couldn’t help but notice her sisters rounded waistline protruding as she sat down. Jennifer’s legs were bouncing underneath the table, and she just couldn’t keep them still. Debra needed to piss for sure, but she was used to this feeling at dinner, routinely putting off peeing until she’d finished washing the dishes after the family meal, often bouncing and squirming to the arousal of her horny husband Ray, always yearning for sex. Still, Jennifer looked desperate for a pee, and rather than treat her sister with empathy, Debra decided to challenge her sister. Debra picked up the wine bottle on the table before her, and holding out her wine glass with the other hand, began a long, slow pour of wine, topping off her glass as the liquid tinkle and splashed with itself inside the glass.
“Ohhh” a quiet whimper escaped Jennifer’s lips, a sound that had escaped notice of the males at the table but that Debra, paying close attention, drank in with delight. Her sister definitely needed to pee with great urgency, evidenced by her reaction to the liquid tinkling sound of the wine pouring into the glass, and white wine, a golden honey yellow color, nonetheless. Jennifer quickly reached down and touched her crotch a moment before pulling her hand away quickly, returning her grip to her fork and knife.
“Here let me top you off too, Jen.” Debra said cruelly as without waiting for any resistance, or any response whatsoever, she reached forward with the wine bottle and poured a long slow pour of white wine into Jen’s glass just feet before her strained looking face, her sweaty neck, her writhing body. As the liquid tinkled and splashed in the glass directly before her, Jennifer’s knuckles turned white as she gripped her fork and knife tightly, fighting the urge to squeeze herself in front of the others at the dinner table. She kept her lips locked and her hands away from her crotch as she stared at the yellow liquid being poured out in front of her. Her thighs couldn't fight the need to fan in and out quickly though, something she continued to do until Ray heard a clapping sound, not knowing the it was the sound of Jennifer’s clapping thighs, and said aloud,
“What’s that sound?” looking around the table. Jennifer immediately stopped clapping her thighs in and out, and blushed a bright pink in the cheeks, realizing that her composure was slipping and her desperate need to urinate was soon to become apparent to the others if she didn’t maintain her composure. Debra just drank it all in with glee and delight as she tortured her sister with the liquid splashing noise.
The next twenty minutes proceeded with Jennifer shifting constantly in her seat, and Debra too fighting to keep her own squirming to a minimum, feeling slightly bad in that she might be “cheating” by sitting on her heel, pressing her vagina tightly against her foot through the thin fabric of her shorts. This may have been cheating in that she’d told Jennifer that she wasn’t allowed to hold herself, and here she was holding herself with her foot, but she didn’t care, cheating to keep her sister around felt well worth it to Debra.
When it seemed almost as if Jennifer and Debra were going to make it through the entire dinner unscathed, dry, with their dignity intact, one of the boys knocked his glass of grape juice over, the liquid spilling across the table in front of Jennifer and right onto her lap. Quickly she shot up fro her seat and grabbed her crotch with one hand, exclaiming,
“Oh my god oh my god oh my god” as she danced from foot to foot.
“Oh my god, Im so sorry, here.” Ray said, standing up from the table too now, handing his napkin across the table to Jennifer. It seemed that momentarily everyone was too distracted with the spilt wine on the table and Jennifer’s shorts to notice her frantic pee dancing, assuming maybe that she were just attempting to get the wine off of her short before there was a stain. She quickly drove down her pee dancing, catching a glowering glare from Debra, and instead made an attempt to dry off her shorts with the napkin as Ray and Robert were now padding up the liquid on the table with other napkins, ushering the boys away from the spill lest they stain their shorts. It seemed to be tacitly agreed upon that dinner was over now, and Robert was upset with himself for having spilt wine everywhere.
“Deb, come on, get the table cleared, we gotta get that table cloth up and soaked with some soda water before it stains.” Ray was saying.
“Soda water?!” Debra asked, momentarily returning to her mind as mother-and-housewife.
“There’s ginger ale in the fridge, come one!” Ray shouted. Debra rushed past her sister to retrieve ginger ale from the kitchen. Jennifer quickly followed behind her with dishes from the table. Ten minutes later Ray was sedan wrapping leftovers as the women were busy padding ginger ale onto the stained table cloth, attempting to save it, or at least salvage something from the damage. Maybe this table cloth was to become the family picnic table cloth, as it was now stained, she thought to herself. Looking over, she saw that her sister’s thighs were tensing and quivering, and that she couldn’t keep her weight balanced on one foot. She definitely needed to pee quite badly by this point, and looking up, Debra noticed her sister’s forehead sweating and her face donning an expression of real worry now, of real urgency. Suddenly Jennifer stopped tending to the table cloth, turning to Debra saying,
“Deb, please, I need to pee so badly, I don’t care anymore, I need to go to the bathroom.” as she stepped from foot to foot. Debra felt bad for her sister, but also felt herself going numb between the legs and her pussy began to throb with wetness, stimulation, arousal, seeing her sexy sister dance subtly from foot to foot with panic in her voice. Debra was conflicted, caught between empathizing with her desperate sister, between feeling triumph at having apparently won the holding contest by default, between arousal and an urge to fuck the life out of her sexy sister, and with annoyance that her husband, kids, and brother-in-law were in the house and wouldn't leave them alone for some girl-on-girl time.
“Ray, why don’t you and the boys go out for some ice cream?” Debra said to her husband.
“Ice cream? Really?” Ray asked, turning to his wife across the living room. The boys were exited however, and lept up from the couch like dogs hearing the word “walk”. Debra wasted no time. She stepped right up next to her husband and said to him quietly, but convincingly,
“Look, she wants to wash her shorts cause of the wine spill but her other clothes still have to dry. You dont want my sister walking around the house in her panties in front of everyone right? Just give us an hour okay, and the clothes will be out of the dryer.” Debra said. Ray knew something was up, but couldn’t rightly question Debra too much in front of the others, and as the twin boys were at this point pulling on his trousers, saying, “Ice cream! Ice cream!”. he simply said,
“Boys, Robert, Ice cream time!” to the cheers of his twin boys. He turned once more to Debra.
“We’ll talk later.” he said. Debra nodded, she didn't care anymore, she just wanted the males to leave the house and give her and her sister some privacy. Soon the boys were out the door, and Debra was quick to lock it behind them. She turned round to face Jennifer, who was at this point holding herself seeing as how all the male eyeballs had left the vicinity.
“I need to pee, Deb. I just wish, I just don’t understand what all of this is about?” Jennifer said, stepping back and forth from foot to foot. Debra noticed rivulets of pee streaming lightly down her sisters long thighs.
“Come here.” Debra said, pulling her sister by the hand towards the kitchen. They passed through the kitchen quickly and stepped in the direction of the bathroom where Jennifer had been halted earlier. Debra towed her sister into the restroom behind her and shut the door behind the two of them, even though they were in the house alone now. Something about locking the door made this all the more incognito, all the more secretive, all the more forbidden, all the more arousing…
“Come on.” Debra said as she pulled down her shorts and sat on the toilet.
“Oh please let me go first, Deb. I’m really desperate.” whimpered Jennifer in a pleading tone of voice, squeezing her crotch tightly again with both hands this time.
“Come on.” Debra said again as she reached forward and pulled her sisters’ hands away from her crotch, before pulling down he sisters shorts and underwear as well. Her sister’s golden haired vagina stood enticingly before Debra’s face, her pussy being on Deb’s eye-level now as Deb sat on the toilet. Drops of piss were all around Jennifer’s wet pussy, and Deb wanted a taste. Debra lunged forward and mashed her tongue hard against the folds of Jennifer’s vagina, tasting her delicious girl-pee mixed with her womanly juices, her tongue managing to push past the strong muscular barrier of Jen’s pussy as it made it’s way inside her most private quarters. Jen moaned in arousal but quickly grabbed Debra by the hair on the back of her head, pulling her head away as she grabbed her naked crotch quickly trying to stop herself from peeing. Pee was splashing from her vagina now, getting all over her legs and hitting Debra’s stomach. Debra pulled off her sweater and bra over her head, now fully nude, pushing her tits forward momentarily, wetting them with her sister’s piss, before grabbing Jennifer by the waist and pulling her down onto a sitting position on Debra’s own thighs, her sister straddling her now, facing her, sitting on top of her legs as Debra remained sitting on the toilet. Jennifer’s pussy was directly in front of Debra’s and Jennifer frantically clawed at her little pussy trying to keep herself from peeing, as he legs were now widely splayed.
“It’s okay, Jen. Pee. Pee on me, it’s okay.” Debra said, pulling her sister’s hands away from her crotch again. Jen let out a strained sounding whimper again, as her pussy finally unleashed a high-pressured torrent of urine that shot right at Debra’s naked pussy. Debra yanked her sister’s sweater and bra off too now. Debra’s body shook like an Earthquake in arousal, seeing this as Debra began peeing now as well, into the toilet, bowl, and took the opportunity to finger herself amidst the colliding rivers of urine down at her crotch. Jennifer rubbed herself manically as she pissed and pissed, her sister pissing with even greater force, sending her river of hot girl-pee right at Debra’s flaming pussy. Her sister, shuddering with relief, looked down and saw Debra fingering herself.
“Hey, that’s not fair, how come you get to-“ but then Debra stood up, like a man, shoving her fingers hard into Jennifer’s pussy as she backed her sister against he bathroom wall bend her, both their pussies now still peeing but peeing onto the tiled floor.
“Hey” Jennifer said.
“Shut up! Just shut the fuck up and let me fuck you! Stupid nun-bitch! You’re not gonna be a nun! You wanna fuck your own sister!” Debra yelled with sexual arousal induced aggression as she proceeded to finger her sister against the bathroom wall with rigorous speed and force. Pretty soon Debra was yanking open the restroom door, backing her sister into the living room and down onto the sofa, her left hand never leaving Jennifer’s pussy.
Jennifer’s body was rocking and quivering on the couch. The inner thighs still splashed with pee, her pussy staining the couch, she felt as if she’d left the material world altogether and was in fact undergoing a sublimation process similar in it’s profundity to becoming a nun. Jennifer was finally getting over herself, getting over her hangups, her lack of self-esteem, as one of the closest and most loving people in her life was now busy frigging her, and frigging herself right in this ridiculously conventional American family living room. It felt so scandalous, two sisters fucking on the couch while one’s husband had to leave the house on command to “go and get ice cream” like a pet ordered to do a trick.
“What’s the matter baby girl?” Debra asked, seeing her sister’s entire body seethe and writhe and gyrate and apply as much pressure to Debra’s fingering hand as possible, desperate to push herself over into orgasm. “What’s the matter? Huh Jen? You need an orgasm? Huh? You need to cum?” Debra asked.
“Yes, please don't stop. I need to cum so badly” Jennifer pleaded, sounding so turned on that she was nearly crying for the imminent orgasmic relief.
“You need to cum? Well, guess what, so do I, but good girls don't get to cum in this house, and nuns never get to cum anywhere!” Debra yelled at Jennifer, before spitting on Jennifers tits as she continued to finger fuck her. “Now, look, you know you want this, and so do I. You’re not really gonna run off and become a nun are you?” Debra pleaded in a state of mutual arousal.
“I’ll stay I’ll stay I’ll stay!”Jennifer yelled. “Please! Please just make me cum, Deb!” This was all Debra needed to hear. She fingered her sister and she fingered herself hard, matching the pace between her two hands, as Jennifer reached up and held Debra’s head with both hands. The two women could feel it coming, and they felt it coming together, as one entity. The two women’s bodies were ROCKED with a mind-bending orgasm that sent their pussies SHOOTING girl-cum all over each other and all over the sofa, soaking the upholstery in their squirting pussy juice.
“OHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” they both yelled as their bodies buckled and shook and contracted and SOAKED with living room sofa as the two girls CAME and CAME and CAME, managing together to sustain a fifteen-second long orgasm that left both girls heaving for air as Debra’s body collapsed on top of Jennifer’s both of them sweating profusely, breathing heavily with the post-coital bliss that was rocking through their bodies. It took them a good five to ten minutes to gather their senses again and realize that they had to get all of the seat cushion covers off of the couch and into the washing machine. The entire living room still smelled of pussy when Ray and Robert and the boys finally returned home. The girls were now changed into their normal modest clothing, and both women had a beatific expression on their face, the result of hard earned orgasms.
Ray wanted sex that night, and Debra felt for him, especially given the ridiculously sexy circumstances she got to experience on this lucky day. She looked forward to more time with her sister in the future as she once again removed her clotting and backed her husband onto th bed behind him. Ray reached forward and played with her cunt.
“Wow, you’re wet” he said.
You have no idea, Debra thought to herself.
THE END
Edited October 1, 2022 by Brenman
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I will write for you too.
Debra Barone never considered herself to be a bad girl. She’d always thought of herself as a dutiful mother and wife, never complaining about cleaning up the mess here, or folding the clothes and ironing Ray’s shirts at the same time over there, about packing the kids lunches on time every morning in a way that complimented the school’s desert of that day, which Debra was caring and meticulous enough to look into. She never missed a school play or little league game, always happy to cheer on the boys from the sidelines, before keeping the grin on her face all the way through preparing and cleaning up after dinner once back at home. Ray wrote and made a mess of the house on a fairly regular basis, while Debra dutifully cleaned up behind him and her boys with the comportment of a seasoned waiter at a fine dining restaurant, never too in the way when she wasn’t wanted or needed, arriving just in time to tend to her boys’ whims and desires faster than they could say the word, “ice cream”.
And so, as a dutiful mother of eleven years now, as well as a wife of thirteen, Debra didn’t so much mind, or really even notice her own decision to hire a baby sitter. Lisa was fantastic with the boys after all, and the chance for Debra to unwind, to light a scented candle, to take a nap in the afternoon every once and a while, the freedom to indulge in these long forgotten creature comforts and pleasures had cascaded down on Debra once again after slaving away as a non-stop wife-and-mother for more than a decade. Debra felt that she now had the chance to catch up on shirked sleep, and later, after feeling well rested, perhaps the chance to indulge in a pleasure as simple as stretching her legs with a good walk in her neighborhood. Debra woke up from an unplanned nap with the the plan to strap on her sexy mom shorts, and show off her legs to the neighborhood while getting some much needed exercise at the same time.
Debra pulled up her little shorts, green with yellow stripes on the sides and twirled in front of the mirror, admiring the way her red sports bra contained her large round breasts no matter how quickly she twirled, or lunged, or flexed, gazing at her reflection like Narcissus gazing into the pool. She was a sexy mom for sure, and now she finally had the time to relax and recognize it. Debra descended the staircase with a chipper step and a smile on her pretty face, her dark red hair tied behind her head in a pony tail.
It was only upon reaching the bottom step of the stairs that Debra realized that she’d somehow been quiet enough not to alert Lisa, who was lying asleep on the couch…. so Debra thought, at first anyway…
Debra’s hand immediately flung up to her mouth to keep herself quiet, as she didn’t want to wake the girl. Lisa the baby sitter had clearly gotten here early, and as it wasn’t yet time to pick up the twins from school, she’d taken to having a nap on the living room couch. At least, that was Debra’s first impression, but when she saw the young girl’s big frilly mane of curly hair tremble and shake slightly from behind, Debra began to think something else was afoot. Before she had a chance for second thoughts, she heard Lisa emit a quiet,
“Ohhhh” followed by the unmistakable sound of wetness, of moisture, of something being prodded and stimulated and twirled and massaged, yes, that’s right, Debra heard the unmistakable, and irresistibly arousing sound, of female masturbation, and it was coming from the little cunt of her teenaged baby-sitter Lisa, her legs splayed open on the living room sofa, masturbating quietly but furiously, in what she must have mistakenly assumed was an empty house. As Debra crept around the girl in silence bringing more and more of Lisa into her line of vision, she noticed that Lisa had taken enough care, at least, to lay out a few white plastic, sceneted, waste-basket liners, presumably to protect the couch beneath her writhing body, as well as the floor infront of the couch, from her female juices upon masturbation, it seemed. Ooooh a squirter, so fucking hot. Debra thought to herself as she crept upon the masturbating girl quietly. She inched around slowly enough to catch Lisa’s facial expression, the young girls’ eyes squeezed shut tightly in anguish, in pleasure, in that infamous gulf between pain and joy that precedes the female orgasm, so close yet so far away… Debra looked down at Lisa’s hand going to work on herself. Lisa’s hand was twirling on her pussy in a circular motion that both turned Debra on rapidly and with voracious hunger and horniness, as well as reminding her of the spin cycle on her washing machine for a brief moment. The young girls body shook and shuddered and vibrated just like the washing machine as her hand unrelenting twirled and circled over her little pussy with loud, wetsounds and quiet moans and murmurs of pleasure.
“Hey!” Debra finally yelled, probably a little too loudly, but she too was nervous, and didn’t quite know how to proceed, she only knew she wanted to beat the girl’s orgasm, and force her to save it for later, for Debra to enjoy too….
Lisa sprang up in alarm.
“Oh my GOD! OH MY GODDD!!!! I’m so SORRY DEBRA!!!! I didn't know you were here! OH MY GODDD!!!” Lisa went fiercely red withembarrassment as her hands flung down to her crotch and held herself tightly.
“What are you doing here?!” Debra asked, looking down at Lisa’s feet stepping back and forth from foot to foot quickly on top of the white, scented wastebasket liners, the plastic material squeaking under her feet.
“I, it’s just, I - I didn’t know you were home, Debra! Im so sorry oh my god!” Lisa said, looking thoroughly humiliated, still holding her crotch tightly.
“Why are you holding yourself Lisa? Do you need to finish masturbating? Is that it?” Debra asked sternly.
“No! Yes! It- no, it’s just, I have to pee so badly, Debra.” Lisa whimpered like a little girl.
“You have to pee, even when you’re masturbating?” Debra asked, both confused and ridiculously turned on. Lisa couldn't stand still, clear desperate for a piss, but why was she in the living room masturbating then? Why not go pee and play with her little pussy in the bathroom at the same time? In private?
“It’s- it’s just so much better when you have to go, you know?” Lisa asked, looking over at Debra with searching eyes.
“I- What are you saying? That masturbation is more pleasurable when you really have to pee?” Debra asked, feigning ignorance in her tone of voice. Debra was more than well aware of this fact, having engaged in holding before masturbation or before sex on several occasions, but she enjoyed the power she derived from forcing Lisa to explain herself in the living room, this was Debra’s house after all.
“Yes! Yes it is, but please, I’m sorry, you’ll have to excuse me now, Debra.” Lisa said, before stepping rapidly away in the direction of the restroom.
“Stop Lisa! You get back here right now!” Debra yelled at the teenaged babysitter. Without hesitating, Lisa quickly and obediently walked right back over across the living room and stood before her master, Debra. “Why are my garbage liners all over this couch and this floor?” Debra asked sternly, motioning to the wastebasket liners.
“Incase, incase, when I cum that I start, well, peeing, you know? Sometimes I just start to pee when I cum after I’ve been holding it in for so long.” Lisa stammered, holding herself like a child before the domineering Debra. Debra held her hands on her hips firmly, giving both a look of confidence as well as fighting the urge to reach down and touch herself through her pants, so turned on was she by the frantic to pee Lisa, mortified at having been caught pleasuring herself on the family couch.
“Lisa I want you to know…” Debra said with a firm tone of voice as she leaned in close to the young girl, “that I find this both absolutely disgusting as well as absolutely…” leaning her lips next to Lisa’s ears, whispering, “mind-fuckingly fucking sexy, and you want mommy Debra to keep quiet about this, you’ll wait right here, and don’t you dare fucking move.” Debra said, before quickly running up the stairs, she returned just as quickly, now holding a pair of shorts in her hands that were somewhat similar to the ones she was wearing currently. “Put these on. Put these on now, no protesting.” Without asking any questions, Lisa removed the dress she’d come in and slipped on the shorts, wearing nothing but the shorts and a bra now. Debra couldn’t help but notice Lisa’s bushy pubic hair through the girls tiny little panties. Lisa could hardly stand still as she changed clothes and was clearly working hard to fight the urge to hold herself to keep from peeing.
“Debra. I really need to pee. Please can you tell me why I’m wearing these?” Lisa asked in a a strained, whimpering voice.
“We’re gonna have a holding contest, winner gets to pee on the other one, if I win I get to pee on you, if you win you pee on me, alright?” Debra said to Lisa. It was clearly a rhetorical question, Lisa being in no position to question Debra’s orders, which Debra then made overtly clear when she spoke up and said, “You do this and I’ll keep quiet about your little finger fuck session early on my family couch, dirty little bitch.” Lisa looked genuinely hurt by this comment, at which point Debra rubbed Lisa’s bladder with one hand, grabbed the back of her head with the other, and said, “relax, you just turn me on you little vixen, thats all.” Lisa nodded, but couldn’t help but step from foot to foot in her little shorts and bra. She again returned to holding herself, saying,
“Debra, I really need to pee. I dont even know how long I can wait, Debra. I had to go pretty bad when you walked in on me, like I told you it makes it better.” she said again, referring to her masturbating. “Please let me go to the bathroom Debra.” the girl pleaded.
Debra lay down on her back across the couch, tugging Lisa’s hand towards her.
“Come here.” Debra said. “Come up here on the couch, and squat over me, little girl. Come.” Debra said with affection and sensuality to her babysitter Lisa, looking so cute, so sexy, so desperate for a well earned piss, and if lucky, if Debra was feeling kind, maybe even a finger fuck orgasm afterwards….
Lisa did as she was told. She climbed up on the couch and over Debra, straddling her with bothlegs.
“Let it go.” Debra said. “It’s okay. Pee, Lisa.”
Lisa couldn't wait anymore anyway. Letting out a quick “Ohhhh”, her eyes widening quickly, her little pussy started peeing and peeing and peeing with profuse quantity and force through her little shorts, soaking Debra’s torso completely, her sports bra darkening in color with Lisa’s urine. Lisa’s pee spilled over Debra’s body, onto the couch beneath her, all over the surround floor too. The wastebasket liners were mostly wide enough to contain the golden nectar so far, but Lisa was far from done peeing. Debra reached forward and pulled the girls little shorts and underwear to the side of her bushy little pussy, still gushing voraciously with urine like a faucet that just couldn't be turned off. With Debra holding aside her underwear, Lisa took this as an opportunity to reach down and finger her naked pussy now, again bringing herself into that mind bending state of arousal that came for her, with peeing. Lisa started to fuck herself and Debra did the same thing with her own fingers beneath her. Debra knew what she was going to do next, however, and the timing had to be perfect. Just as Lisa was nearing orgasm, Debra lifted the girls body weight with all her strength and flung her back to the other end of the couch as Debra quickly positioned herself over the young girl, pulled her own shorts to the side and let loose her own TORRENT of pee, drenching the girl and the rest of the couch completely, Debra’s fiercely pissing pussy splaying Lisa’s face with the ricochet of her stream as she pissed and pissed with force all over her teenaged babysitters body. Without any further ado, Debra reached down and began to finger Lisa for her, while Lisa used whatever slim margin of focus she could muster in her lust-soaked brain to try to return the favor for Debra, trying to finger Debra back. Lisa just couldn’t think straight, but she certainly wanted to give Debra some satisfaction, especially how hot the circumstances had turned out to be, in spite of her nearly losing her job for fucking herself in the family living room. She was almost over the edge or orgasm, but cresting the wave, she mustered enough strength to pull back just barely in time to utter the words,
“Wait, try this.” as with her free hand, she reached out and and fished inside her large purse for a moment. Quickly her hand brought out something Debra had only seen on the internet, never in real life, it was a strap-on dildo.
“What? Why do you have this, Lisa?” Debra asked.
“My- my friend and I are curious.” was all Lisa could say. Needing no further coercion, Debra strapped the dildo onto herself with enough ease to convince any onlookers that she must have been a pro with the device, in spite of the fact of this being her first time using one. Quickly she lunged forward over Lisa lying on her back on the couch still, and plunged the end of the long rubbery penis into Lisa’s little twat. Almost immediately, Lisa’s eyes lit up with pleasure. “Ohhhhhh Oh Debraaaaaaaa” was all she could get out, as with a manly, masculine sex rhythm, Debra began to thrust in and out of the young girl. It was a bizarre sensation, Debra certainly felt that she was getting pleasure doing this, but looking down, realized that it must just be an illusion, as she was met with the obvious reality that this appendage wasn't a bodily appendage, and she couldn't actuallyfeel anything from the tip of the rubber penis. Still, maybe it had something to do with the power dynamic at play. Debra got extremely turned on as she fucked little Lisa with the strap on feeling the young girls body vibrate with pleasure as the girl moaned and groaned loudly on the couch. Debra found that she couldn't stop the humping motion, that no wonder guys liked “doing the work” so much, this was great, she had Lisa’s body entirely under her control as she fucked the girl missionary style, from above. Then, Debra got other ideas. Debra had gone too many years getting pounded from behind by Ray, doggy style, while Ray got to indulge in his favorite kink of all, sticking his thumb is Debra’s asshole while he fucked her in doggy. Debra decided, at this moment fucking her babysitter on the living room couch, that she wanted to see what all the thumb-in-the-asshole-during-doggy craze was all about.
“Flip over!” Debra yelled at Lisa. Lisa quickly did as she told, not daring to question Debra. Debra did as she pleased. She assumed the position behind Lisa, sticking her thumb in Lisa’s asshole while sticking the tip of the strap on in her pussy. She pounded and pounded and fucked and fucked Lisa in doggy style, the young girl finally getting the orgasm she needed, yelling, “OHHHHHHHHH OHH FUCK YESSSSSS!!!!!” as she soaked the already wet couch with her orgasmic female fluids. Debra kept fucking her from behind with the strap on as Lisa came and came and came, her whole body shuddering, her tight little asshole squeezing Debra’s thumb with the pressure of the orgasm. When Lisa finally caught her breath, she turned round and started to play with Debra’s pussy under the strap on. Debra quickly removed the device and began to finger herself as she stared into Lisa’s eyes directly before her. Debra grabbed Lisa tightly by the hair saying simply, “Lisa. Lisaaaaaa.” as she rocked her own milky body to an EARTHQUAKE orgasm, screaming with the joy and pleasure and pain of it all. It was several long minutes later before Debra came to her senses. She caressed Lisa’s body beside hers as they sat together on the couch. Lisa was looking around at their wet sloppy mess self consciously.
“Should I clean up, Debra? I really am sorry about all this.” Lisa said.
“Nonsense. This was the greatest afternoon I’ve had in a long time. The strap-on? Wow, who knew what fun. I’m glad you and your friend were so curious.” Debra said. Lisa stood from the couch looking around. Debra gave Lisa a nice smack on the ass when she stood up.
“Go pick up the boys, take some extra money from my purse in the kitchen for some ice cream. I’ll clean up around here. Lisa, you don’t ever have to even acknowledge that this happened okay?” Debra said to the girl. Lisa just smiled back saying,
“Well Im really hoping we can do it again sometime. Maybe next time I get to wear the strap-on?” Debra smiled back at Lisa before standing up and kissing the girl once more…
THE END
Edited October 1, 2022 by Brenman
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Hi again. It's been awhile since my last post in fiction. This story post won't be as exciting as my last. This story is more mundane and common a scenario. It is a sequel to Bursting School Day Bladders! The protagonist is one of Ashlynn's friends. I hope you enjoy the story.
Summary: A female student is desperate for the bathroom but tries holding off to finish her studies. As time passes, she finds it harder to remain focused to the end. Eventually, she had to make a decision.
Plot: Tonight was like any other night at the Starr household. As usual, Mrs. Starr was washing the dishes while her husband completed some reports for work. The youngest of the Starr offspring chatted up a storm on her smart phone with her friends on the latest gossip. However, one member of the household locked herself in her room, keeping all the windows shut and quiet.
This person was none other than the very intelligent, studious, academically-serious, and still the Vice President of Nolan James High School, Octavia Starr. She always put her studies and education first before taking some time out for decompression. These days (3rd week of May), Octavia put all her hours towards her studies for the impending regents and impressing the college she applied.
Mrs. Starr always impressed upon her daughters to be driven and put education first. It is why Octavia always did so well in her classes and always thought ahead. And her maturity too. But sometimes, she did over do it with at times skipping a meal or not taking several hours for a break. At times, not even a pee break. Her mother missed out on career opportunities but made sure her daughters didn't.
Sadly, this mindset didn't rub off on the youngest of the Starr family, Naurah (Nor•rah) Starr. She was Octavia's youngest and only living sister. She loved frivolous gossip and hanging out with friends, or playing pokemon on her gameboy advance sp. Naurah settled for B+ to A- grades. She wasn't so serious about getting high marks and becoming a nerd like her sister.
Recently, the physics lessons centered around electrostatic forces, magnetism, calculating Coulombs of charges, electrical circuits and electrochemistry. Octavia found herself struggling to understand certain concepts and paid more attention towards these topics. In two days, was an exam on this topic and Octavia didn't waste time to study.
As soon as she came home (around 2:20 pm), she finished her homework, skimmed through her other reading assignments, and began focusing on her physics homework. From 4:00 pm until now (8:30 pm), Octavia's mind focused on the world of static charges, calculating Coulombs and the strength of electrical currents, determining amperes, the relationship between electrostatic forces and magnetism, the anatomy of electrical batteries and circuits.
In all that time, Octavia didn't once use the bathroom since her lunch period (before buying lunch). All the soda and water she drank kept collecting into her bladder and urethra. But you know her! When she is determined to learn and understand, noting will stand in her way. Not even the call of nature. That is way of her mother's training and her own way as an aspiring scientist. But by this point (8:30 pm), Octavia was beginning to make mistakes in her studies.
"Gibbs Free .. energy is p- positive when the reaction is ... uh is uuuuu-oh right spontaneous in a battery. The symbol is a ... +(delta symbol)G." Octavia said to herself. "Chemical reactions for a battery that are positive are ... are ... oh come on you know this." She was forgetting certain information, shaking her leg up and down rapidly to distract herself from her bladder signals.
She could feel the stinging pang and fullness of her bladder, as well as the pressure of urethra. They were informing her it was time for a toilet break. But Octavia continued to persist in her studies. As time passed, she wasn't occasionally putting her hand on her lower region. Her need steadily rose and continued to make itself. She shook her leg up and down more rapidly than before.
After about 45 minutes, she found herself struggling to focus on her work. "Parallel circuits have one pathway for electricity to travel whereas series circuits ... no series circuits have only one pathway. Come one stupid Octavia. Focus!". She continued her studies, shaking her leg and swaying side to side in her chair to curb her urge to go.
In the back of her mind, she knew she had to stop for a toilet break. But time was of the essence to learn the material. Time wasting wasn't acceptable to her. Octavia looked over the material for circuits and electrochemistry. Her breathing became more labored, her leg shook more rapidly, and the fidgeting only continued. She kept her hand on her crotch and shifting her feet, crossing them one way followed by the other, and reverse again.
After another 20 minutes, she just couldn't take it anymore. "R-robert Milikan's experiment u-using a drop of oil and two plates of electricity showed what was the ... was the ... charge of 1 Coulomb ... o for crying out loud!" Octavia got up, unlocked the door, and made her way out to the hallway. After passing her sister's room was the bathroom. Upon turning the knob, she found it stiff. It was locked. "Unbelievable! Of ourse my sister would hog the bathroom for her gossiping and make up."
Octavia made her way to the bathroom downstairs and proceeded to close the door. She lowered her skirt and underwear, then herself onto the toilet. She relaxed her muscles and unleashed her golden liquid. For 20 seconds, the inside of the bathroom sounded with the impact of urine against the water of the toilet bowl. Once done, she used a watering can to wash herself, dried herself off, and washed her hands. After she pulled up her clothes, she flushed and left the bathroom.
Octavia went back to her bedroom only to meet with Naurah. "Next time you have to use the bathroom, do your business and get out. It's not for your own personal gossip room." Octavia left for her room in a huff. Naurah looked at her sister wondering what was the scolding for. She shrugged her shoulders and went back to her room across the hall from Octavia's room.
Octavia continued her studies until 10:00 pm.
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This takes place in the future, about 50 years from now. Marcella is an attractive, curvy but fit, 26-year old blonde in business attire.
Marcella hurriedly made her way to the bartender as her first and best friend Sarah put on her coat. Marcella always got lost in her friend’s crazy tales. More often than not, she shockingly realized the fullness of her bladder as the meeting wound down. For the first twenty years of their friendship, it hadn’t been a big issue, but now things had changed…
Three years ago, in May 2074, the federal government had passed a law that driving with a full bladder was now illegal. A series of studies had discovered that just needing to pee made drivers significantly worse. For instance, a bladder with 85% fullness posed a statistically equal risk to other drivers as someone who was just at the legally drunk threshold. Things got progressively worse from there as did the punishments. Anyone pulled over with 95% fullness or visible wetness on their underwear or in their vehicle could be imprisoned for up to a year. Since bladder fullness was a much more common problem than distraction caused by defecation, the cops typically only carried bladder sensors.
“It’s $79 after 9:00pm, hun.” The obviously bored bartender named Florence stated as Marcella approached her, her mouth open and ready to speak. Marcella blushed, realizing her need was clear to all around, including the cute college boys drinking at the bar.
“$79!”
“Ya, the rate went up last weekend.”
Marcella nervously opened her purse. Despite $79 being almost as much as she had just spent on a dinner and four drinks, she was happy to pay. Why risk it? After downing a Sobering Pill, she would be under the legal alcohol limit and ok to drive home. However, her bladder was another matter. She was already close, if not already over, the 75% legal limit. If she got stuck in traffic, all bets were off.
Marcella anxiously counted out $66- she was short. “Can you please spot me $13? I’ll come back and pay up in the morning.”
Florence looked up from the glass she was polishing. “No can do, sis- I really need this job. We take debit and credit though- I can grab you the scanner.”
Marcella fought back tears. “I’m all of cash until my pay in the morning- I withdrew everything I had. And I’m on a credit freeze because my balance went up three months in a row.”
“Sorry, can’t help you- try your luck in the alleys or maybe ask those lads over there checking you out.” The alleys were an incredible risk- many of them were videotaped by the police, especially around popular drinking hangouts. To identify and shame Public Urinators, the City published footage of the hidden cameras every Monday morning. Once a video of an attractive female ended up in local media, the outcome was predictable- the clip was passed around everywhere and the woman became a social pariah. Males always had it easier. Due to their ability to corner their peeing between walls and dumpsters, it was unlikely a camera would fully capture a man’s organ in the act. Even so, Marcella had saved some great male clips on her SmartLenses.
There was also the risk of an Undesirable hanging around in the dark, waiting for an opportune moment. In her younger, drunker years, Marcella had risked relieving herself in rural areas with her best mates. However, alone in the city was an entirely different matter- she was not going to risk the embarrassment and punishment. After all, she was a grown woman- she could surely find a way to a toilet.
The college boys were laughing as they hornily eyed the 26-year old curvy, but fit, blonde in a black business skirt and teal blouse. She stood desperately shifting her legs begging for a sympathetic pass to the toilet. It was a truly cruel system- businesses had begun charging fees for bathroom use and jacked up rates when nights ran long and relief options shrank. However, wriggling young women were always a welcome sight for horny lads.
Marcella turned to them. “Hi, can one of you please lend me $13? I’ll wire you $20 in the morning.”
The one nearest to her scoffed. “Yeah, as if. Maybe show us some skin first then we’ll be happy to pay you- no wire necessary!”
Marcella considered pulling out one of her 34C breasts, but quickly dismissed the idea. The restaurant and bar was packed with local working professionals, many of them with SmartLenses. The video would get back to her boss surely and then she would have bigger problems. She had seen a few co-workers lose their jobs due to misconduct while wearing the recognizable teal Dawkin’s Corporation uniforms.
Frustrated, she turned away from the bar and made her way outside. She opened her Sobering Pill and swallowed it. In mere seconds, Marcella felt awake. The cool night air made her shiver as she walked briskly in the dark, making it ever more challenging to prevent a squirt into her silk white panties. She quickly scanned the area around her before pushing her cold fingers into her womanhood. The sobering of senses seemed to make her much more cognizant of how full her bladder was and that she didn’t have enough money for a toilet. Another fun fact about the Sobering Pill was that it processed the body’s alcohol faster, resulting in quicker production of liquid waste.
Predictably, Sarah had left without using the toilet. Over time, Marcella felt increasingly envious of her friend’s large bladder. It was so unfair that she could always just pee at home! One of Marcella’s career goals was getting to the executive management level so that she would get unlimited toilet visits and time. She would never again have to worry about exceeding her toilet quota. Last year’s 31 excess toilet visits and 208 overtime minutes at work had cost her nearly $1,000, over 10% of her holiday bonus!
Marcella cautiously started her hydrogen-electric hybrid and pulled out of the parking lot. She would have to be extra careful to not draw attention on this Friday night. There was no reason to give a cop a reason to pull her over and then scan her bladder roadside. In the past few years, more than a few desperate drivers had been left humiliated desperately dancing roadside as the officer pulled protective plastics over their car’s backseat. While these SmartLenses videos were not as humiliating as the City’s peeing ones, they still tended to go viral if the woman in question wet herself prior to getting to the police station. All police stations were filmed by omorashi fetishists at all times. There was just too much desperation and wetting to be enjoyed regularly.
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As she drove, Marcella evaluated the fullness of her bladder. A couple of years ago, she had been pulled over and had just barely avoided a fine- by 1.3%. The cop had been visibly aggravated. If he had waited five more minutes to pull her over, she would have surely filled up beyond the limit. Luckily, it was illegal for cops to follow vehicles they had already pulled over, so Marcella got the joy of seeing the policeman’s regretful scowl as he took the next right-hand turn into a busy avenue. Ten minutes later, she was scrambling up the stairs of her apartment building, hand clutching crotch. She had somehow managed to get her door unlocked, pants down, and butt on the seat with just a quarter-sized wet spot on her capri-pants.
Marcella decided her bladder was currently 83% full, 2% under the second and more serious legal limit. She used to have a bladder monitor but it had stopped working after some 18 months of regular use. They had much better ones now- they didn’t need to be strapped on, just pointed at the bladder. However, Marcella couldn’t afford anything like that at the moment. With the economic downturn and her work hours cut back, Marcella had struggled just to have enough food, water, and shelter to survive. Her trip to the bar had been her one treat to herself, with her slim end-of-month cash balance.
In reality, the bar meal had been just as much a necessity. A necessity to hide her economic despair from her long-time friend Sarah. A necessity to escape the misery of her recent life, albeit for only a few hours. A necessity to preserve her sanity.
Marcella wriggled in her seat, wishing she could just let a little pee out into her panties. However, getting pulled over with a wet spot was the ultimate crime. It was automatically counted as 100% fullness. The police would assume she had been full to the point of loss of bladder control while driving on a public motorway. That usually meant jail time. There had been a few cases of women with documented bladder control issues who had argued in court that they peed inadvertently even when their bladders weren’t full. Almost all of them had been found Not Guilty of Driving Under the Influence. The one exception had been drunk when she had been pulled over. Unfortunately, Marcella had no such medical record to help her out.
Marcella was only five minutes from home, but it took triple that time in Friday night traffic. She lived near a popular downtown nightclub/restaurant strip and the only way into the 6.2 km almost perfectly square block was a one-kilometer bridge. The bridge got busy on weekday mornings and afternoons, as well as weekend nights. Since there was no way off the bridge once you got on, police often set up checkpoints on one or both ends during busy nights.
Bladder checking typically took about three minutes, two of them for the scanner (police were required to use the more precise snap-on technology instead of the quick point-and-click devices people carried around) and another minute for drivers exiting and re-entering the vehicle. Meanwhile, a visual check only took about fifteen seconds. Typically, most drivers got through without being bladder checked. In the event of a checkpoint, Marcella’s best bet was to hide her desperation- it was definitely easier said than done.
She absentmindedly reached up her skirt to grip her pussy through her cotton panties as the light finally turned green, permitting her to drive onto the busy bridge. She REALLY needed the toilet. Damn Sarah and her random sexual hookups in Argentina! Marcella’s mind drifted to the story about the hot Kolla boy who had simply climbed into Sarah’s shower and peed on her instead of using the toilet two feet away. After shower sex, he had asked her to return the favor. Unfortunately, she had peed just moments before he had stepped in, so she could only produce a light trinkle. Also unfortunately, the two had gone their separate ways after that eventful night- Marcella had found this story weirdly exciting.
As traffic slowed yet again to a standstill, Marcella stated “park”, prompting the car to stop. The parked status allowed her to take her eyes off the road and shove both hands into her crotch instead of just her left. While driving, she was required by the car to keep, at minimum, her dominant hand on the steering wheel. She wondered for the millionth time why self-driving cars, with a near 0% incident rate, still required “drivers” to be aware and ready to take over at all times. The whole impaired driver thing seemed like even more bullshit on top. Then again, there was always the occasional story of entire communities being hacked and causing ruckus on the streets in Africa. It was probably a good thing the West had stricter laws.
As the charger truck (it sold power wirelessly to nearby cars) started moving, Marcella half-heartedly moaned “go” and refocused on the road. As she placed her right hand back on the steering wheel, she felt a giant wave of desperation flow from her bladder through her tense body. She just barely stopped herself from spurting into her skirt. To make matters worse, she could see the tell-tale familiar lights up ahead- there was a checkpoint just beyond the end of the bridge, about three minutes away.
Marcella hyperventilated, trying to plan how she would hide her desperation from the police officer. It was imperative that she keep her eyes on the road and not put the car in park again. The police's pre-scanning technology flagged drivers that did such things before they even got to the checkpoint. Fortunately, most cars seemed to be getting through this particular checkpoint quickly. As Marcella approached, she saw that an officer was already dealing with a very desperate early 40s woman a few meters behind the checkpoint. The tall handsome man looked down at the self-illuminating device snapped around the woman’s waist, her leather skirt hiked up just enough to reveal a sliver of her grey panties, and firmly shook his head.
In the soft glow of the streetlight, the woman helplessly danced on the spot and protested as he undid the device and snapped on magnetic cuffs, but to no avail. He opened the trunk of his car and pulled out the plastic cover for the back seat. As Marcella finally approached the checkpoint, the handcuffed woman started wetting herself. A sizeable waterfall flowed down her legs, forming a puddle on the asphalt. Legs scissoring, Marcella just managed to look away before she started urinating in her own skirt. She was at the checkpoint- just one car to go. Would she make it through?
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Marcella struggled to appear as composed as possible as the young brunette policewoman eyed her suspiciously; her badge identified her as Constable Julia Harris. Marcella’s thighs were pressed together as she willed her legs to remain still. Her pee pushed to the absolute edge of her urethra as she tried to focus on Julia’s questioning. Just fifteen seconds of composure- she could do this.
“Good evening, Ma’am. Where you heading to?”
Marcella’s lip quivered ever so slightly. “J-just going home- I had dinner with a friend.” Behind Julia, Marcella observed the humiliated woman finally getting into the patrol car. The officer had been waiting for her to finish peeing before escorting her into his back seat.
Julia paused to analyze her for a long moment- Marcella could see her spider senses tingling.
“Have you had anything to drink tonight?”
“Y-yes- I had a couple of drinks with my food, but I took a Sobering Pill before driving.” It was a half-truth. Marcella prayed she hadn’t led Julia into the wrong train of thought.
Julia bit her lip and shifted her weight from her right foot to her left. “What about water or anything else?”
“No, not recently.” Despite her clenched female muscles, Marcella felt herself leak into her panties. This talk of drinking liquids was absolute torture in her desperate state. She was certain she would piss herself before she got home, but it was much better than wetting herself roadside or in Julia’s patrol car.
Another long look from Julia. “When did you last urinate?”
“Um… at the bar after dinner.” Marcella’s eyes watered as she lied. It hurt so much to hold it. Talking about peeing made her squirt again and she almost lost all control this time. She desperately pushed her thighs together tighter, fighting the overwhelming urge to grab herself again. She could feel the warm wetness in her panties and hoped to the holy heavens that she had not made a wet spot on the back of her black skirt.
Julia seemed to have made up her mind. “Ma’am, I will need you to step out of your vehicle.”
Crying silently, Marcella instructed the door to open and stepped out carefully onto the street. She barely maintained control as she stood up. She was on the verge of fully disgracing herself- her bladder test would surely come back at over 85%. That meant a minimum 20-minute ride to the police station, not just a fine, car towing, and ten-minute walk home. She was fucked.
As Julia accepted the bladder checking device from a male constable, Marcella felt herself squirt again. A few drops splashed on the asphalt between her feet. Somehow the leak went unnoticed as the two cops fiddled with the device. Surely, they would notice the wet spot on her panties as they snapped on the device around her waist.
Marcella tried to stand still as Julia held the front half of the device against her crotch and snapped on the back. She almost started peeing as the cold plastic roughly contacted her skin, but barely hung on. By sheer chance, Julia had not noticed the wet panties under her almost knee-length skirt… yet. Long skirts sure had their advantages. Marcella wondered if her squirts hadn’t wet the back of her skirt or the black color just hid the wetness well in the dark night.
As the machine beeped and illuminated, the two officers made small talk about the busy evening. Constable Pari was on her way to replace John, who had just driven away the wet woman. Marcella’s cheeks burned with embarrassment as drivers gawked at her and the officers joked about all the full bladders tonight. Marcella couldn’t help that Julia’s shuffling had continued, perhaps even intensified- her own full bladder had likely caused her to completely miss Marcella’s wet spot!
As she shivered roadside, Marcella somehow managed to avoid peeing all over the noisy, bright device. As it beeped definitively, Julia leaned in to read the number.
“84.9%. Wow, it looks like you’re a very lucky lady tonight.”
Julia hurriedly unbuckled the device and handed it back to Constable Frank, Marcella squirted again, just barely hanging on. As she felt liquid run down her left leg, she knew this was the last straw. Her next lapse would be the dam bursting.
Julia turned back to her. “OK, let me print out your citation then you can walk. Your car can be picked up tomorrow morning at the City Impound.”
Marcella danced on the spot as Julia and Frank walked back to the car. A curious group of college students had gathered across the street, obviously recording the scene on their SmartLenses. Marcella knew a few friends would undoubtedly come across this clip of her dancing in hopeless desperation. But it was still very different from them seeing her wet her pants at a checkpoint- that horrible clip would almost certainly spread like wildfire and ruin her life.
Julia strode over briskly and handed her a piece of paper. Marcella looked at it briefly before shoving it into her purse. $289 for driving while over 75% full, plus another $176 in car fees- great, just what she needed. However, it paled in comparison to what would have happened had she been just 0.1% fuller. Her leaks had saved her from disaster… and they had somehow gone unnoticed- what a miracle!
Marcella knew she didn’t have much time to get away from the group of horny twenty-year-olds. If they caught her on video, she would be toast. Everything gone- her career, social standing, life, everything. Quickly, she strode down the busy street to a quieter one some fifty yards away. She had her hand in her wet crotch as she walked- it was her only hope of moving quickly without completely losing control.
Marcella helplessly leaked into her underwear as she rounded the corner. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed two of the boys running towards her. They had found a gap in traffic and had run across the street, somehow going unbothered by the police. Behind them, four girls and two boys were laughing hysterically, like hyenas.
Marcella desperately located a small kids park and ran into it. Peeing uncontrollably, she climbed into a closed slide and managed to climb up a couple of feet to hide herself. Her pee splattered noisily against the plastic and flowed down the slide. As excited footsteps approached her, Marcella realized that stopping her flow was no longer an option in her dire state. With awesome strength, she managed to lower her crotch a few inches while still keeping her palms flat on the sides of the slide. It worked- the noise subsided drastically as she continued to relieve herself into her skirt.
Marcella heard one of the boys run into the graveled park, but the other yelled at him. “She’s not there- it’s empty! Let’s keep going!” The pair continued running down the street, scanning front yards as they hunted rapaciously.
Marcella sighed blissfully as she finally finished wetting herself twenty seconds later. She crawled backwards out of the wet slide- there was a big puddle of her pee at the bottom. Soaked and exhausted, she knew she had to get out of there before those two good-for-nothing bastards came back. Quietly, she climbed over the wooden park fence and into a dark alley and started her wet walk home. |
The bladders of the two girls were very, very full.
They have not been to the toilet all day long, they did not wee since they left their home early in the morning and that is pretty long time without to pee for most of the girls.
Both of them were needing to go since noon, but big girls put it off sometimes very long before they admit that they are needing a toilet.
One of the girls wanted to go before they were leaving, but was told from the other girl to wait until at home, because of the not very clean toilets and it would anyway last just not even one hour.
Which big girl would admit that she is not able to suppress her urge for one more hour, special if the other girl said that she already needs to go since hours, but would wait until at home.
Now, because of a traffic accident, they are trapped in the car since more than two hours.
For some time the girls wailed about how how bad they would need to the loo, especially the one who wanted to go before leaving.
The other girl said that it would be already very urgently for her, but her bladder became accustomed over the time to get sometimes overfilled very much.
She said that she never use the toilet at school and if she doesn’t go home straight after school, if she goes shopping, or anywhere else, it is getting every now and then urgent like at the moment, but her bladder is good trained since she was very young.
The two boys were in “pee holding heaven “ they never before saw such a holding show so close up and they never before talked so much and so long about the pee habits and the pee needs of girls.
The extreme desperate girl had the buttons of her skirt already open to give her bladder more room to get bigger and to expand.
She was near to tears and said “ I can’t hold it much longer, i need to pee so bad that all my belly hurts.”
”I know that it can get very painful to hold it for so long, but i am sure you can endure that. We girls are good in holding, we are made to hold.”said the other.
Some men were getting out of their cars and pissed on a wall at the edge of the motorway.
” That is so unfair, why can man do that, why are we girls punished to be girls?” said the girl.
“It is getting unbearable, i nearly do it in my panties, i have to go outside as well, i squat beside the car, i don’t care who is watching me. I HAVE to pee now!” said the girl worried.
”You can’t do that!! You have to hold it no matter what!” answered the other girl.
The poor girl had one hand inside her panties. The boys could not exactly see what she was doing, but they could imagine that she had one finger deep in her slit to press hard on her peehole.
It was very arousing for them, they never would be able to make the girls hold and wait for so long, but because of the circumstances the girls were forced to hold it without to blame the boys for their suffering.
The boys were so horny about that situation, to know that the girls did not wee since so long, to know that they are full to burst with hot girl wee , horny about that they are needing to pee so bad, but can’t go how full their bladder ever will get.
”It is amazing and unbelievable what a bladder can endure if it is forced to endure it. We did not wee since 7 am and we are still holding it.” said the strong girl.
She said that in a way like she did enjoy her strong urge and her full bladder, it was like she did know it very well that the boys were getting turned on from that and it did seam that she did like to make the boys horny that way.
The desperate girl was not enjoying it, she was groaning and moaning, she was bending over and said that it hurts her so much that she think that her bladder will explode if she can’t wee very, very soon.
She was ready and willing to get out of the car for a squat, but they did not let her.
A little later the traffic started to move slowly. The “desperate” said that she is absolutely not able to wait for about 30 minutes until to the next rest stop , she would pee her panties and overflow the seats before they get there.
She was begging to take the first exit and to stop at the country road as soon as any possible.
The driver was not her boyfriend, he could not make her wait until the parking lot, he had to leave the motorway at the first opportunity.
As soon as he stopped at the road, the girl went out and pissed beside the car with a loud hissing sound.
The boys went out as well for a piss, but it was not so easy for them with a boner. To watch the girl pee so powerful and so long and all the situation before made them so hard that there was nothing coming out for longer than one minute.
Not till the girl was ready, as she pulled her panties up, the boys were able to piss.
” That must have been really necessary and very urgently!!??” said one of the boys to the girl.
” That was the worst need to pee ever in my whole life.” answered the girl and went back in the car.
The boys were already back at the car. The second girl was still sitting inside.
“What about you? “asked the now empty girl.
”My bladder is up to my belly button, but i don’t go, i keep holding it, one more hour should not be a great problem and it will be a good training for me.” answered the girl.
”You have a really strong bladder and a super good body control! How much longer would you be able to hold it?” wanted one of the boys know.
”I don’t know, but if it would be necessary, i think pretty long.” answered the girl.
”You are better than the models at the car exhibition.” said the boy and told her that the models are not allowed to leave for to pee.
After that they talked about pee holding and situations were they were needing to go but could not, were they were forced to hold it.
It was a great day for the boys, first the car show with so many pretty girls and then the pee holding show from their own girls.
If i would be the boyfriend from the full girl, i would take her home for a long and great full bladder sex!!! |
Summary: A female and her mother arrive for an appointment to see the urologist. The wait time is long and the female protagonist becomes desperate. After waiting a long while she can't hold it anymore.
Plot: It was 10 am on a late Saturday morning and windy as usual with breaks of sunshine throught the April cloud cover. Down below, the suburban town teemed with the usual weekend hustle and bustle. Many stayed home despite many shops and establishments being open. One such establishment was the medical office of Dr. Wynona Mason from Mason's Urology.
As per usual, the weekends were busy with patients since the weekdays saw less people due to being at work. It was usually the elderly that showed up on the weekdays. The office staff were bombarded with calls and paperwork, or entering patient information. Some worked to prepare exam rooms and take preliminary vitals for patients or take their urine samples for medical chemistry testing.
As for the patients, the wait experience ranged from the usual to anxious to frantic. After all, they were here to receive medical treatment for their problems regarding the urinary system. Some had incontinence while others were being seen as a follow up, or came in with a full bladder for a urine flow test. A few others had pain possibly due to infection or kidney stone.
Of course, this office wanted to see as many patients as possible before closing early. The hours for Saturday were from 9 am to 1 pm. That wasn't much time for many who couldn't show up so easily on a weekday. That meant patients kept showing up and only to find there wasn't a single spot to sit. That didn't bode well for those who had full bladders. One of the patients to show up was Ashlynn Avalon.
"Whoa! That's a lot of people." She exclaimed while gazing upon the filled waiting room. As far as her eyes could see, all seats were taken. Avana agreed but without too much surprise. "Yeah, what a shocker." Ashlynn had some idea about going to a urologist office but never had to go before. Her mother came here for years regarding her incontinence issues and prescription diuretic medication.
Ashlynn felt a little nervous as she had to go again. Her body still suffered from incontinence since this past Thursday when she accidentally ingested diuretic pills. That whole day still haunted her. Never did she imagine a whole day without being able to use a toilet at school period nor be held up by several obstacles. But that evening, she not only wet herself after she came home.
Ashlynn had to empty her bladder twice before going to bed and wet both herself as well as her bed throughout the night. Plus, her whole school day (yesterday) was highlighted by constantly making trips to the bathroom. Only once did she wet herself but it was a spurt into her already laundered underwear.
At work, it was no different. She had to go several times during her shift and at one point, she had to work the register for an hour. Dealing with so many customers lining up for purchasing their orders and being unable to leave, it was hard to leave her post. She had to do the job despite there being two registers.
After an hour she couldn't hold it and had an accident all over herself and the floor. It was an embarrassing disaster. And everyone saw it. Yikes. She was mortified, going straight back to the day before in that gawd awful detention room. Her legs were wet and her already stained underwear clung to her as a wet and sticky mass of cotton that became cold after all was said and done. And still she had to work another 30 minutes.
Her manager threatened to fire her and get a replacement. Ashlynn had to plead for her job and despite it not working, it took one other senior coworker (who knew her situation) to help change the manager's mind. So Ashlynn was allowed to take the next two business days off until she was better. What a relief. And still she got paid.
After coming home, Ashlynn almost had another accident as she just made it. She plopped herself on the toilet seat, unleashing her golden liquid despite still wearing her disgusting underwear. She got up and showered again, putting her dirty clothes and shoes in the wash again. Even after dinner, Ashlynn had to go before bed and woke up 4 times to throughout the night.
For the two Avalon women, enough was enough. The next morning (today), Avana made the call to have her daughter come in today on short notice to nio this in the bud. Despite being so booked, Avana got her daughter a 10 am appointment. But there was the warning of long wait time. They were already dressed and ate breakfast.
Ashlynn ate her cereal and water while Avana has her usual. Ashlynn went for the bathroom before leaving for the 40-minute drive to the medical office. But she knew there was a chance of feeling another urge again. Ashlynn and Avana went to check-in counter. "Hi. I'm here for my daughter. Her last name is Avalon. First name is Ashlynn." "Let me see." the office worker replied.
After looking through her computer files, she came across the aforementioned name. "Ah yes. Ashlynn Avalon. I see it. Is she a new patient?" the office worker asked. "Avana replied "Yes. That's correct. Ashlynn dear please give your insurance card and photo ID." With that, Ashlynn took out the pertinent information and handed it over to the person opposite the window.
After two minutes of typing information into the computer, she handed Ashlynn some paperwork and a pen to fill out as she was a new patient. They went to a corner to fill out the paperwork on a clipboard. Ashlynn already began to move her foot a little as a sign her need to go was known. It wasn't bad enough as it was in the very minor need to go stage.
Ashlynn filled out the HIPAA paperwork, consent forms and emergency contact information forms. Then, she proceeded to fill out the form regarding her condition and symptoms, and other health conditions. It all took a total of about 10 minutes before handing it back to the woman at the check-in counter. Now they had to wait to be seen. Ashlynn stared at her phone reading a news article about abortion while her mother read some text messages from Ingrid.
For the next hour, time went by slowly. Only patient was called in by one of the nurses of the office. This patient was an elderly woman, waiting to be seen by one of the other physicians. She completed the urine flow test and submitted a sample for testing. Now she was to be seen in one of the examination rooms. Ashlynn looked around for a public restroom in case things started to get dicy.
She didn't want a repeat from Thursday and Friday whereby her legs were drenched. Furthermore, doing the laundry was becoming a pain. Ashlynn could feel her urge steadily increasing but still nit bad enough yet. But she did feel worry for the wait time and if she could hold it. No matter what, she had to hold on or else. Avana continued texting Ingrid replying about the work done at their pharmaceutical company.
"Just calculate the results for each lot and write them on the report sheets for our sleep aid drug. I will do the pain relief drug on Monday. I already talked it over with our supervisor." Avana texted. Ashlynn could feel the stinging pain from straining two days ago, and the filling of her bladder. "I just went. What is wrong with me. Did straining for so long really affect me like this?" She wondered. She knew it was but to the extent of the damage she couldn't say.
Suddenly the door opened and a nurse called out to another patient. "Calderone! The doctor will see you now." A man and woman got up from their seats and went to another room. Ashlynn and Avana sat down where they sat. It provided some relief for Ashlynn. But Avana was beginning to feel an urge again too. She took diuretic pills as part of her routine for treatment.
But how long would their waiting last. It was now 10:25 am and still more time to go before they can be seen. Ashlynn continued to look at her phone, but this time she accessed her GBC nostalgia app and opened up her pokemon red version game. It picked up with her already in Lavendar Town. She just went through Rock Tunnel dealing with all the trainers and cave pokemon.
She directed her avatar towards a pokemon center and healed her pokemon. So far, she had a charmeleon, butterfree, oddish, machop, drowzee, and farfetch'd. Her pokemon were at level 24 at this point and only 3 badges. Ashlynn thought it was better this way to distract her mind from nature's calling. She continued her way towards Celadon City facing the pokemon trainers scattered throughout the route between Lavendar Town and the secret underground passage leading to Celadon City.
The clock ticked slowly as each second and minute passed by. By 10:37 am, Ashlynn began to focus on her filling bladder and urethra. Her need became more prominent and signals were being sent to her brain about the matter. Ashlynn shuffled her feet a few millimeters and scrunched her face. She knew it wouldn't be long before her need became serious.
Avana sat their quietly staring across the room, waiting for her daughter's name to be called. She knew the drill. 'Typical doctor's office waits. Always a long wait. Oh well. At least Ashlynn will get some kind of treatment. I can't believe she wet herself three times since she came home Thursday. Not only that, but that horrible math teacher and that stooge Principal kept my daughter from using the bathroom. Just awful.' Avana thought to herself.
She couldn't fathom how a whole school shut down toilet usage for cleaning it. It was done so unplanned and uncoordinated in advance. 'They should have given the day off or taken the students to another school building.' And worse of all, one student coerced this shut down of the bathrooms. How egotistical!
(Please read Bursting School Day Bladders for more information.) Avana shook her right leg whole keeping it crossed over her left leg. She could feel the urge to go too. But the bathrooms were off limits to those outside in the waiting room, unless called in by the nurse. But her concern was Ashlynn. Avana sort of blamed herself for what happened and even though she apologized she still felt regretful.
If only she noticed some of her diuretic pills fell into her daughter's coffee mug, her only daughter wouldn't be here. Still, what was done couldn't be altered. Time moved forward, not backward. It was now 10:55 am and still only five patients were called in. Three went in to be seen by the doctor while the other two had to give a urine sample.
Ashlynn shook her right leg vertically and quickly to curb her focus on her need to go. She could feel the pressure significantly and still building. Her urethra, still feeling sore, quivered. Her body went through hell and it wasn't about to go through more. Her mind was flooded with 'mayday' signals from her lower abdomen. It wanted relief now.
Ashlynn tried to remain focused on fighting the trainers in Erika's grass gym. She managed to fend off some of them with her charmeleon and farfetch'd as they had superior typing against the grass pokemon. But the poison powder, stun spore, and sleep powder attacks were becoming an issue. She didn't have an unlimited supply of awakening, antidote, and paralyze heal items. It costs money which she spent for this.
Her need to go was making her slip up too. She constantly miss pressed the wrong button or hastily chose the wrong move sets which costed her thr match against a cool trainer. She now had to leave the gym for the nearby pokemon center. She cursed for her mistakes in her mind. It was now 11 am and one hour passed. There were still 8 patients in front of her which meant more waiting. |
It was now 11:15 am and still only 1 patient entered for actually being seen by the doctor. The office was trying its best to make time for each and every patient. However, time was running out as the office closed by 1 pm. Ashlynn and Avana sat there waiting to be seen by Dr. Mason. Since she and one other doctor was present, it was tough. Plus, a few nurses went on vacation.
Both Avalons were feeling the need to go build and build. Ashlynn kept shaking her leg and Avana kept wiggling her right foot crossed over her left. It was becoming hard for them to not show it. However, Ashlynn was feeling worse since her lower region would feel a bad urge. Even if the need to go wasn't as bad, her nerves still frazzled by what happened go in a frenzy.
Currently, she was fighting Erika from Celadon City. It was a tough fight with all the powders and using up items for healing. Ashlynn was making mistakes which costed her drowzee, farfetch'd, and butterfree. Now it was up to her machop, oddish, and charmeleon. The vileplume and tangent were trouble with the wrap and acid attacks. Her pokemon were unable to move or kept getting poisoned.
Meanwhile Avana's texting didn't do much to distract from her diuretic pills working on her bladder. But Ashlynn kept receiving signals like crazy from her bladder, sphincter, and urethra. And it was filling up fast. "How long does this office take to see someone. I have to pee. I can't have another accident. I am already embarrassed enough." Ashlynn thought to herself.
Avana wondered the same and felt worried about her daughter. Although she wasn't without awareness about her need, but she knew Ashlynn wasn't as strong right now. Just then, one elderly woman patient asked the person at the counter a favor. "Excuse me. I have to use your bathroom. Could I nip in there for a few minutes please?".
Everyone was looking at her light she was crazy. The bathrooms were only for urine flow samples and the waiting room bathrooms were out of order. The elderly woman continued. "I am not a patient but I am on the verge of an accident and ..."
The person at the counter replied an utmost outrageous response. "Of course you may. It's down the hall and to the right 3 doors down. So anyway Mr. Torres...". The elderly woman walked to the bathroom with a smile on her face. Everyone in the room didn't bother to stop their mouths from dropping to the floor. Even Ashlynn was horrified by this.
Here were those who really had to go and holding it for awhile on a full bladder while a non-patient was given permission. The person at the front desk allowed this because she didn't want to be disturbed on the phone. Unbelievable! Then again, she was new and still trying to keep up. One person, a 25-year old mom, couldn't take it anymore and went to the front desk.
"Hey. Hey you yeah you I need to pee. I am not elderly but if anyone can just go I want to go too. And don't give me that nonsense the bathroom is only for urine sampling. Oh please I can t hold it. I had two kids, each one a bowling ball, and also c-sections (frantically saying while holding her crotch and bobbing up and down)." Another person at the counter looked over and saw this brunette in a black short and jeans, pleading for the bathroom.
Just as the office worker (being spoken to) was about to speak, this other office worker just noticing stepped in. "Despite my coworkers mistaken choice of giving someone the bathroom, I must say it isn't allowed. Please sit down until your turn is up.". The woman didn't want to hear it. "If an elderly woman can go, why can't I? This is nonsense. Oh forget you people."
The woman ran past the counter and into the only other medical bathroom. "Wait you can't be in there. Hey come back-" the more experienced office worker called out. But it was too late. The woman went inside already. She shut the door and began her business on the toilet. Ashlynn and the other patients had half a mind to form a queue for their turn to go.
"Giancarlo. Giancarlo the doctor will see you now. Please follow me." Another patient and her family got up to meet with the doctor. Another nurse called another patient's name. "Fowler. Fowler are you here?". One Damon Fowler replied "Here. I am right here." He walked over to the nurse and accompanied her to an examination room.
The first nurse called out to a patient by the name of Sciuto. She was to accompany her nurse for going into a medical bathroom for urine sample. "Thank gawd I have to pee soso badly!" said one Ms. Sciuto. She walked with her legs pressed together and one hand on her abdomen. The brunette woman from earlier returned from the bathroom and went to the check out counter to ask for another appointment date.
Twenty more minutes passed and still only 5 patients left. It was 11:42 am and the office hours passed was more than half. Now Ashlynn wasn't able to concentrate on her gaming while sitting. She shifted around in her seat shaking both feet up and down, feeling anxiousness as she felt the need to go or else. She felt as though she was about to wet herself again.
"Damn it. I have to pee. Gawd when are they going to call me. I am the one with an actual problem, not the usual incontinence. Geez. What are they ... oh gawd my pee just made its way to the exit. Just behind it. If I move now I might have a flood again." Avana could see it on her daughter's face but she too was expressing worry due to the diuretic pills. "Damn it. Let me see if there is another bathroom I can use. I will try another office." Avana thought.
But then she figured her little Ash would be alone. And her daughter still has to go. "I have to go too. Damn pills. May be I should have forgone taking the pills this morning." Avana thought to herself. She held her crotch discreetly, trying to prevent staring eyes. Ashlynn kept losing against some Team Rocket trainers within the Celadon game corner due to her lack of concentration. "****! Damn it." She thought.
Edited October 15, 2022 by Uroguy
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It was 12:02 pm and still Ashlynn waited to be seen by Dr. Mason. So far, five patients remained waiting to be seen before Ashlynn Avalon. Her need to go only worsened as time passed. She kept her hands in her crotch, moving forward and backward in her seat with a worried look. She breathed heavily and cursed at the wait times. Ashlynn was bursting big time and she could feel her golden liquid putting immense pressure against her exit hole to open up. Sadly, even her gameplaying wasn't enough. She had to go or else. Avana could see her daughter's plight but also began shaking her right foot perched above her left leg.
Avana kept looking at the time on her phone every so often wondering when her daughter will be seen. She didn't want to leave her child but she couldn't hold it forever. The diuretic pills were working on her bladder and below, still going strong. Avana wanted her daughter to be seen so she could meet with the doctor and use the bathroom If she went now, she might miss being with her daughter. "Come on Wy, please see my daughter."
At 12:07 pm, another patient was called in to be seen. "Fitzgerald, hey come on in. The doctor will see you now. Right this way." The patient went in and could now see the doctor. No need for a urine flow test. Another female patient, a 21-year old redhead, got up and went towards the nurse calling for the previous patient. "Hey can you let me in. I have to pee sosososo BAD! Please I can't hold this for much longer. Please just let me pee in your bathroom." The nurse wanted to be of help, but they couldn't allow this for patients that need to be seen for a urine flow test. And there was two more patients before. "I'm sorry you'll have to wait. Please sit down."
The rejection only added to this redhead's anxiety. "You can't do this. I'm about to pee myself. Don't make me embarrass myself! I, Ambirly Ainsly will not pee myself here and ... just wait a moment Mr. Fitzgerald. You can't bar me from this. It's illegal and a health violation. You can't do this." The nurse replied. "I see your pain but I also have to call two more patients for their urine flow test. I can't hold them up. They're next so sit down now." But Ambirly wasn't hearing any of it. However, Mr. Fitzgerald pushed her aside and went to be taken to his examination room
Ambirly wasn't waiting for approval and also went inside, only to be stopped by office staff. They hurried her back into the waiting room, and closed the door. Ambirly was warned not to barge into the examination room hallway without permission. In addition, the bathroom was being set up for the other two patients. Ambirly couldn't believe her ears. All she wanted to do was use the bathroom before having an accident. She was hear for a urine flow test and being checked up. But she did come here with a hangover and a bursting bladder from yesterday. She had a wild time with her friends drinking and now all that booze was biting her on the butt.
Ambirly went over the front counter to plead for the bathroom. She was so severely bursting and she couldn't hold it any longer. She stood there swaying her hips side to side, wedging her hands between her legs, bobbing up and down. "Please let me in please oh I'm sorry for my behavior its just how you are when you really really really really have to pee like crazy oh please let me go I'm about to go here and now PLEEEAAZZZZE!" She did have about 7 jugs worth of beer, 10 shots of vodka, and participated in a game that involved consuming so red wine. Of course it piled up in her exit corridor beneath her already distended and sore bladder. And she drank so much water due to dehydration which made it worse. And she even drove here. Yikes!
The person at the front counter was annoyed as it was. This person, Edith Sykes, just got off the phone with a surly caller and dealing with a computer glitch that she was in no mood for an adult behaving like a 4-year old begging for the toilet. "SIT DOWN or else I will call security and have you taken out of here. Our waiting room bathroom has been off limits and we need our bathroom out here (near examination rooms) for patient urine samples and urine flow results. We can't have people just coming into the bathrooms and messing it up. We know how people treat public bathrooms and we can't have that in a medical office that must be sterile as heath department code says-". But she was cut off by a young woman fighting her urge to go (wave of desperation) on her last dregs of willpower.
"I won't mess up your bathroom but you can't just let me pee here. I can't hold it-" but she was cut off by Edith. "I'm sorry I can't let you in here. Sit down and-". "I CAN'T WAIT. I JUST CAN'T WAIT oh gawd I can't do this." Ambirly made a break for the door, when suddenly it swung open. It hit her in the face, causing her to fall backwards. She grabbed the counter to prevent from falling backwards. But it was too late. "No-nonononoNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO". The flood occurred and happening unabated. There was no stopping it. She couldn't. Her lower region gave out. She screamed trying to put her hand between her legs to plug it up but nothing she did could stop it. Her crotch area of her shorts darkened quickly and rose up both the front and back.
The wetness enveloped the sleeves of her shorts, traveling down her legs as rivulets and fast moving streams down her legs to her shoes. Some of her rivulets flowed off her legs and sprayed the floor. Others were droplets falling onto the floor. The rivulets snaked around the back or to the front. The center saw huge columns of her golden liquid spraying outwards surrounded by droplets falling down. She tried to stop it by contracting her urethra and keeping her hands pressed tightly. Alas, her efforts were in vain. Her urethra didn't budge. Ambirly was stared upon by everyone in the room, incluidng the Avalon women. These two looked in horror and dread as that fate was also awaiting them.
Avana couldn't believe seeing another gilr wet herself. The last time she saw this was her daughter when Ashlynn used to wet the bed as a toddler. Ashlynn was most the most terrified by the spectacle. She just suffered this and now saw herself as she was in that wretched detention room and hallways of her high school. It was as though her future flashed before her very eyes. The universe, it seemed, was foreshadowing what it wanted for Ashlynn. Another embarrassing moment of dirty, damp, and wetness all over. And she would be all alone in her golden lowly moment again.
One of the patients heckled at her. "Hey babe need a diaper? (cruel laughter)". Another, more older woman of 60-years old looked at Ambirly with derision. "I have had several children and at my age I should be having an accident. Not some lowly 21st century dumb redhead. Geez. They don't make'em like they used to." The nurse who opened the door felt shock and sorrow. But also annoyed as to why she stood so close to the door. She called for a janitor, but she was told he wasn't here on weekends. So she chose to grab a tarp to cover the area. She did so after Ambirly stopped going.
Poor Ambirly was crying and yelling at the office staff. "I told you I told you this is your fault. I'm suing this place for what you made me do!". She ran out the door sobbing. Everyone could't believe what just happened. Silence fell over the waiting room for the remainder of the time, except for the office staff and other medical personnel. They knew life kept going on. One accident wasn't going to stop them. And accidents did happen a few times. It wasn't unheard of.
After that whole ordeal, it was now 12:08 pm, and still only three people remained in front of her. Ashlynn was already traumatized by her horrifying day two days ago (please see Bursting School Day Bladders) and just now with Ambirly. It only psychologically worsened her need to go. She desperately wanted to go. She was now fighting waves of desperation that returned as quickly as they went away. She knew her time was coming up. Avana, also trying to stay calm, couldn't anymore. Now she was on the verge of wetting herself. She couldn't take it anymore. She turned to Ashlynn and replied. "Ash Ash I have to go. Just stay here. I will be back. I can't wait. I promise to be back." She got up and left the office in a sort of hobbling motion. She left the building to the nearby Burger Station joint.
Ashlynn remained inside waiting to be seen. She hoped it wouldn't be long now. Now that Ambirly was gone, only three people still remained. She wished they also wet themselves, left, and only left her in the waiting room. She tried to play her game again, but she was just too shaken up. Plus, after another five minutes Avana came back. "How's everything?" she asked. Ashlynn replied she had to go and nothing changed. Ashlynn shook her leg even more rapidly and more noticeably. Suddenly, the door opened and the two patients came back to wait for being seen by the doctor. The last person in front of her was to be seen. It was an elderly blind man in wheel chair. Luckily, he just had to be seen by the doctor. No need for a urine sample.
It was now 12:16 pm. The two patients still waited to be seen while the elderly man didn't yet come out of the bathroom. It was a pain for someone with a portable vent and oxygen tank for breathing, and in a wheelchair. Still, things had to be done carefully and properly.
Edited October 15, 2022 by Uroguy
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The story picks up exactly where I left off from the last post:
The nurse (I choose to name Olanna Oberton) came over to Ashlynn to help her up. "I've got you. Slowly get up from your seat. It's okay I'm here." Olanna said in a comforting voice. Ashlynn, still fidgeting in her seat, clutching her crotch and trying not to wet herself, inhaled a lot of air to the best of her ability. Carefully, she started to rise from her seat slowly and cautiously. Ashlynn was about to stand (albeit hunched) when she whimpered and sat back down. She felt the pressure become so great and almost had an accident.
Her liquid golden ocean oozed it's way to almost coming out as a small accident in her underwear. It was now right at the exit to her exit corridor and about to escape her. She remained stiff on her seat keeping her hands wedged in her crotch. "It's okay. Just take your time." Olanna said. Ashlynn, on her last reserves of energy, felt her muscle stinging and quivering. It was now or never.
Cautiously, Ashlynn slowly raised herself off the chair and stood up hunched forward. She took small steps forward to the door to the hallway for examination rooms. Each step taken only lengthened her bladder torture as she moved equally to a snail. Ashlynn wished for the power of teleportation and pop into the bathroom. "I wish Kurt Wagner was my father and passed on his DNA to me!" She thought. Just as Olanna and Ashlynn turned right outside the doorway from the waiting room, they ran into the elderly man in the wheelchair.
The elderly patient surrounded by his son and the nurse (who called his name), blocked the pathway towards the bathroom. The man suffered from a momentary laps in breathing due to one of the tubes detaching from the in-line. It happened when another medical staff walked by, and her clipboard snagged on the tube. It disconnected, sounding the ventilator alarm and causing some lack of breathing.
The son and nurse, along with the other medical staff stayed with him to fix the tracheostomy tube and check the other tubes for loose spots, and to console the elderly man that everything was okay. "Everything's okay. You're not going to-" but she cut off by the elderly man. "I'm not fine you idiot. You people almost killed me. I'm suing this place for endangering me and robbing me of the right to breathe. Your apologies mean nothing. You people ... (coughing) ... have no accountability and no sense of how to treat people. And especially the elderly. They should always go first. That's respect society has forgotten. It's an outrage." He continued on, while holding up the hallway.
The son did his best to console his father knowing full well his angered state only makes his breathing rate and blood pressure higher. Of course the son agreed with his father but he had to calm him down first. "Let's get out of here dad. Forget these-" but the elderly patient cut his son off. "Don't tell me what to do!" the elderly man shouted back before coughing and gasping for more air.
Behind them was Ashlynn Avalon, bursting beyond belief. Olanna spoke up asking for passage by the elderly man. "Excuse me, we need to get by. May we please pass through?". But her polite asking was only upsetting the elderly man. (For convenience, I will name him Russell Denton.) Ashlynn was fighting an urge that just kept getting worse and made her more frantic.
In her mind, she cursed the spectacle before her. "Movemovemovemovemovemovemovemovemovemovemove! Oh gawd what is this? Why wone he just move out of the way. Damnitihavetopeeeee!" She clutched her crotch, grabbing for dear life as she fought a wave of desperation that still persisted. She bobbed up and down, looking for any sort of way past the Russell, like an animal trapped and frantically looking for a way out.
Olanna asked again but despite the plight of her patient, the other nurse wasn't able to get through to Russell. "Mr. Denton please-" "Oh no you get to walk away and ignore me. You'll let a child pass but us elderly folk you ignore? Disgraceful-hey don't move my chair son! I'm not done rectifying this injustice." But she couldn't take it anymore. "MOVE IT move it Noooow!" Ashlynn screamed.
Her urethra was about to give way. Her golden liquid ocean escaped her exit corridor, spurted it's way between the folds of her skin covering her genital area twice, and oozed its way towards escaping that. She was on the verge if a full scale accident as of this moment. "U-u-uuuuuuhhhh." Ashlynn whimpered. Her looks shook and appeared to buckle while pressed together. Her face had the most pained look across it since this Thursday past.
Russell was so fed up that he demanded to leave. His son had to turn the wheel chair slowly and carefully. That meant wasting more time turning the chair around and several times moving backwards just to prevent hurting Russell's feet. Ashlynn was becoming ever more impatient as time went on. "Hurry up hurry up oh gawd please hurry the **** up!" She thought.
At this point, her urethra reached a final pinnacle of throbbing which required all her remaining strength and willpower which she sort of didn't have nor want. She just wanted to end it right then and there. She wished she was Ambirly, or Gretchen (from her high school. Please see Bursting School Day Bladders!"). They both went and didn't have to suffer from holding it for so long.
Her whole body tensed up and stiffened so badly, even her abdomen contracted inwards to such a degree she felt becoming possibly sick to her stomach. Her face winced with the worst express of feeling pain. Her teeth pressed ever so tightly against each other, eyes kept shut and her leg double crossed around the other.
"COMEON I have to pee I'm gonna pee myself. Please just me go!". But the son replied in annoyance he was doing his best and she should be more understanding towards the elderly. Ashlynn couldn't retort back as she focused on being dry. Not another article of clothing south of the abdomen was to be drenched. But that depended upon getting to the bathroom.
Suddenly, a door shut hard, causing her flinch by startledness. She spurted again into her lips and more of her golden liquid oozed towards the exit. Even as close to touching her underwear. Then, another medical staff member brushed past her and causing her to almost spurt. This wasn't good for Ashlynn whose urethra couldn't hold back the pressure and still allowing the space just behind her genital lips to fill up. Soon they would give way too as some dribbling continued into the space before exiting her lips. She did manage to stop the slow but the pressure against her exit corridor returned to its pinnacle pressure.
Now the elderly Russell could be wheeled out the hallway and into the office towards the exit door. Ashlynn wasn't out of the woods yet. Now she had to carefully make her way towards the bathroom for a urine sample which would be easier said than done. How was she to allow a small stream to pass while not having a huge flood? And how would she clean up the mess all over her hands, and legs from the splattering. Not to mention the urine flow. Now it would be impossible to control the flow if able to allow her liquid waste to escape her. |
Ashlynn continued down the hall, walking briskly and awkwardly with her hands still clutching on for dear life. The pressure against her urethra remained at its utmost painful pinnacle and so far no further dribbling occurred. But she could feel her moist lips trying to hold back the golden ocean ready to stain her underwear. Ashlynn was panicking and facing a barrage of endless waves of signals from her mind to let it go now. The very fiber of her being was ready to succumb to the desire for release.
Olanna stayed with her, telling her she's almost there. Ashlynn walked small steps which only prolonged the time it took to get there and only 3 doors passed. She had to pass two more doors, make a left, and pass another two doors. Her already panicked mind only became more irritable. "Come on Ashlynn move faster move faster!". Back in the waiting room, Avana returned to find it empty and her daughter not there. She went over to the check-in counter to inquire about her daughter. But she was informed she was called inside.
Avana went into the hallway and hurried over to her daughter. "Ash oh Ash I'm here. I got this thank you." "I have to take her to the bathroom with her cup for urine sample is." Olanna said. Now both Avalon women with Olanna made their way to the bathroom passing by each door and of course making the left. Once at the door, they had to wait as someone was inside. Inside was one of the medical staff wasting time as it was her break time. Outside could be heard a gossip about another female and a male partner of a romantic nature.
Ashlynn's mind and heart raced more as the nature of this nonsense was offensive. Here was someone in danger of an accident and this .... this ...... unbelievably rude person tookmup the whole bathroom for frivolous reasons. But Ashlynn knew there was another bathroom and chose to go there. Just a couple of feet away she walked before going to the other medical bathroom.
As with Olanna, she did stop walking a few times and having to fight her wave of desperation. Then, keep moving forward. Once at the other bathroom vacant and door opened. Ashlynn hobbled inside only to find the bathroom toilet totally disgusting and not flushed. The toilet bowl looked clogged with paper and the number two. Ashlynn, more annoyed than ever, cried out why the universe hates her. She couldn't understand what was wrong with people and where was everyone. Furthermore, the seat was filthy and there wasn’t enough paper to clean it up.
Ashlynn had to return to the other bathroom. She went to the other bathroom door and banged on the door frantically . "Open up please I have to pee so badly and I can't hold it." Ashlynn cried. "Ash have some class!" Avana replied. But Ashlynn didn't care. Not only that but she just couldn't take it anymore. She whimpered and frantically bobbed up and down, fighting the wave of desperation so powerful, and panicking from spurting. Olanna also knocked on the door. She knew who it was judging by the voice of the medical staff person. "Didi time to come out a patient need to go!". But this Didi only replied "Piss off! I still have 10 more minutes of my break. Leave me alone. Go use the other bathroom!"
Olanna didn't bother with her and went to her supervisor regarding the situation and brining more paper goods for the other toilet. "Don't worry I'll get my super. This is nonsense!". The two Avalon women were sooooo angered by this. Ashlynn was on the verge of an accident and had zero borrowed time. At least Olanna took action of some kind so she won't be facing issues. Avana knocked on the door calling out to whomever was inside. "Excuse me are you coming out soon my daughter has to use the bathroom.
Ashlynn started to loose her balance as her legs began to buckle. She cried out from the pain. At this point, she was ready to use the other toilet without care for the unhygienic state of the toilet or lack of paper. She had to go now and no more delays. The supervisor for the nurses showed up as Ashlynn was turned to walk towards the other bathroom. The super saw this and closed off the bathroom.
Her heart sank seeing another opportunity to go slip through her fingers. How could she be so shallow and germophobic/clean freak? That was her chance to go. But how could she use such a toilet and how. There were no walls to lean against and her mom wasn't going to be with her inside. The super (named Regina) came with authority and knocked on the door. "Didi open up. Time's up. Come outlt now or I'm pulling you outta there!" Didi thought she was kidding but she wasn't.
Ashlynn stood there, frantic and in pain. She just couldn't. She just couldn't. It was too much on her body. She could feel her urethra throbbing and pulsing as it began to buckle. Her bladder and sphincter began giving way. "Nah-ahahaaaaa-aaaaahhh ..... mmmmmmmm ... (whimpering) ..... (jeans sleeves scissoring) ...." Regina knocked again but Didi didn't answer. Regina called out "Open this door or I am coming inside!"
This time Didi knew she was serious. She knew the super had the authority to remove staff from the bathrooms should they take too long. Didi replied back. "Okay okay I'm coming out." Outside, time was running out for poor Ashlynn. Avana was frustrated and annoyed about the whole place. And still she didn't see this Dr. Mason. She wondered what happened to the practice and why things became this way. Ashlynn fought and fought and fought.
Ashlynn whimpered even more as her patience and holding power finally left her. This was it. "Eh eh-eh mh mh mh mmmm-eh mmmmmmm .. mmmmhh meh (wincing and leg fidgeting)". Didi just finished up and now washing her hands. But she took a little too long and began pulling up her clothes. She would have left the bathroom until her zipper became stuck. Regina was fed up and stated loudly "I'm coming in.". "No wait. I'm not fully dressed." Did replied. But Regina and Ashlynn didn't care. Ashlynn couldn't hold on.
Ashlynn went to grab the door when she stopped dead in her spot. She hunched forward into a bow stance. Her knees bent forward while pressed together, her face wincing and teeth pressed tightly, and her almost lost. "Ah ah ah-ah-ah sssss.... oh gawd I can't I just can't hey open up open up in there open ..... [suddenly silence] (eyes widening simultaneously while gasping loudly) NOOOOOOOOOOOO!".
Her battle was now over and begun has the flood of golden fountain of biological waste. Darkness emerged and rapidly spread down and around the pant sleeves of her jeans, and spilling out from the sleeves down her feet, into her shoes and some down her shoes. Some of her golden flooding traveled up the front and back of her crotch and buttock areas of her jeans and underwear.
Between her legs was a stream traveling down between her legs along with some streams emerging from her jeans and falling to the floor. Droplets also emerged too striking the floor and splattering all over the floor. And while the flood occurred, she frantically grabbed the doorknob turning it crazily both directions while screaming at Didi to open the door. Olanna, Regina, and Avana were shocked and horrified by Ashlynn's accident.
20 seconds following the flood, the door finally opened backwards as Didi made her way out. She had this annoyed wtf look for the crazy doorknob movement only to be replaced by shock at seeing this young blonde girl having an accident and a hissing noise pushing past her. Ashlynn couldn't even move but tried to contract her urethra trying to stem the flow. But her urethra just wouldn't do anything. It was as useless as on Thursday when it gave up. It just couldn't handle the pressure.
She was defeated by her sore body and now feeling worse she couldn't do something right and not letting her embarrassing accident be in vain. She smacked her foot against the puddle she stood in several times and just hung her head low crying in front of everyone. sat down on the toilet sobbing. Avana could see her daughter and understood. Again, Ashlynn suffered another humiliating accident and at her age. Her body still hadn't recovered thanks to her mom's misshap with the diuretic pills and her stupid school two days ago.
This was such a blow to her confidence and the hope of recovering to a life of normalcy. Regina was annoyed as hell thanks to Didi and Ashlynn for walking inside spreading the accident. "Now I have to clean up a much bigger mess. You are done hogging up the bathroom. You can't do this. I told you others need the bathroom Didi!." She stormed off to report this to Dr. Mason. Olanna and Avana were more understanding than Regina and definitely not at all towards Didi. Didi tried to make the excuse it wasn't her fault what happened to Ashlynn.
Avana didn't care for her excuses. Ashlynn didn't care whose fault it was. Now she was just angry and miserable. She cursed the universe and just wanted to disintegrate. What method didn't matter. She sobbed loudly and didn't even cover her face. She didn't think there was a point as her dignity was destroyed for the third time. Once at school, once at work, and now.
Edited October 17, 2022 by Uroguy
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Let's be realistic. Not everyone has a steel bladder. Sometimes it can be a fright, sometimes a long patience, and sometimes a "wet" dream. Even the best warriors of a great tournament can lose their nerves or substitute the body...
PART 1
1. Ashra
Ashra is a demon and a former member of Quan Chi's Brotherhood of Shadows. She dared to disobey the order of the necromancer and he sent Ashra's sisters in the Brotherhood of Shadows to kill her. While on the run from the assassins of the Brotherhood, Ashra was able to find an unusual sword, Kriss, which she believed was created in Heaven. Killing one demon after another, Ashra began to feel that the sword seemed to cleanse her soul from the curse. Ashra decided to completely cleanse her soul of evil in order to escape from the hellish reality. To do this, she decided to destroy Noob Saibot, a powerful demon and member of the Brotherhood of Shadows, but she did not succeed. However, the poor demoness also did not know that the sword, in addition to strength, also robbed her of a rather impressive bladder...On the first night (which she spent on the run), she never found out that her panties began to get wet and dark, and a yellow, wet puddle spread under her booty. Waking up, the demoness hoped that it was just raining... but why did only the lower part get wet? And every time during the meeting, she met with herself, and then as soon as possible to go to the bushes, as soon as possible. Perhaps the only thing that formed her calm was the fact that many of her enemies pissed in their pants out of fear at seeing her true strength...
2. Cassie Cage
Cassie is the leader of a new squad created by Johnny Cage, who decided that it was necessary to assemble a team of young warriors who could eventually replace the aged defenders of the Earth. Together with her team, Cassie goes to Outworld to find out if Shinnok's amulet is really in the hands of the deposed Empress Milina. No matter how hard Casey sometimes tries to play the role of "Fearless Leader", sometimes you can't let fear get the better of you. After the first mission during the battle with the tartacans, the poor girl was just lucky that she was wearing a dark military suit... At the moment of the battle, she suddenly felt fear. Mileena's pitiful henchmen suddenly became terrible enemies... and especially when their blades are at your throat... suddenly it starts to get warm in your panties, and your pants get wet... fortunately, no one found out about this later... right... right? At least it wasn't in front of Jackie like when she peed in bed at their bachelorette party at 15...
3. Catwoman
Catwoman first appears in Gotham, having just stolen a jewel from the Gotham Museum as she is approached by The Flash. The Flash questions her loyalties, and while Catwoman makes it clear she's only on her side and tries to escape, she cannot lose him thanks to his speed. Catwoman and Flash then fight though he defeats her in combat, and she drops her jewel. The gem is picked up by the mercenar Kano, and in the confusion of him attacking Flash, she reclaims her purloined jewel, and whilst she tries to make her escape, she runs directly into a stray portal that teleports her to the Special Forces base in the Mortal Kombat universe. Here, she finds Sonya Blade, and requests to use the base's portal to return to Gotham. Sonya defeats her in battle however, and locks her away in a cell. It's fair to say that the battles with Batman so spoiled Selina that she forgot about the horror of death. Sonya was the first in this time who was ready to strangle her... but even better than being whipped with her own whip and before one of the last blows she pisses herself from fear of Sonya... her front part of fiodet pants began to darken, and under it a yellow puddle blurred... it's good that everything was over and Sonya disappeared forever... though the red stains on the woman's ass and the nightmares after which she wakes up in a wet bed and a dark spot on her white panties will remind her of the terrible power of a blonde...
4. Frost
Sub-Zero made historic peace with his clan's enemy, Scorpion. Frost, shocked at this decision, challenged her Grandmaster, deeming him unfit to lead. Sub-Zero defeated her, however, and banished her. For years, she sought the power to destroy him. Her chance at domination arrived when Kronika enlisted her in order to help her reset the timeline, promising Frost that she would lead the Lin Kuei, not Sub Zero. Frost was heavily cyberised by Kronika, helping Sektor and Cyrax restart the Cyber Initiative in accordance with Kronika’s plan. She was used by Raiden to interface with the other cyborgs, shutting them down and removing the threat they posed to his resistance against Kronika. Luckily for her, no one ever found out about the rather small bladder of a woman in all this time. After all, Scorpion and Sub-Zero did not immediately come to a compromise, and several times a battle took place between the newborn clans. Those damn Takeda steel bands can be scary...and even more so if you hold it for quite a long time and even with your bladder scale...a stain will start to appear on your pants with a hiss too...fortunately...they black...
5. Jade
She once served as Shao Kahn's elite assassin along with his adopted step-daughter Kitana (and later also Mileena). After Kitana was put on trial for Mileena's murder and escaped to the Earthrealm, Jade was ordered by Kahn to bring Kitana back to Outworld alive. However, he also sent Reptile with Jade, ordering him to kill Kitana if necessary. The two located Kitana and Jade narrowly prevented Reptile from killing her. Convinced by Reptile's actions and Kitana's words, Jade turns against Kahn and aids Kitana in freeing her resurrected mother, Queen Sindel, from Kahn's mental control. The three later join with Kitana's Earthrealm allies to help defeat Shao Kahn.
Luckily for her personal secrets, she didn't have to hide it to anyone...except Kitana, of course... When you hide in the forest for a long time, watching the battle, there is an opportunity to take a break for a toilet... but in the heat of battle, where retreating still awaits death, there is no such opportunity... Streams of urine were already trickling down her legs, pouring into her shoes, her underpants became even darker and wet, as soon as they met a worthy enemy... it’s good that they don’t live long... |
6. Kitana
Princess Kitana is 10,000 years old, but is considered young in her realm of Edenia and has the appearance of a young woman. Throughout the years, she rose to great importance; first as the loyal stepdaughter of Shao Kahn, then as his enemy, tearing herself away from his grasp and freeing her home realm of Edenia. She also led an army into Outworld to combat any chance of Shao Kahn rising to power again. She has shared a subtle love interest with Mortal Kombat champion Liu Kang, even after he was murdered by the Deadly Alliance. Although she was loyal to Shao Kahn for most of her life, she eventually betrayed him and aligned herself with the Earthrealmers. Her betrayal was mainly the result of growing doubts as to the morality of her actions and resulting feelings of guilt, as well as anger at the discovery of the truth about her past and her true father, the late King Jerrod. When Jade talked about her "little accidents", Kitana never found it difficult to listen and support her friend, while even personally washing her panties (But of course, once again look at the charms of Jade, who has not matured badly over the years) the princess has always been famous for her kindness...and secretiveness...she also never told Jade about her accidents...Kitana often recalled moments from her childhood...the death of her father, the fall of Edenia...already in adulthood, Kitana had a dream about this nightmare...from the crotch of the girl, urine immediately began to come out, from which the panties and the sheet began to darken... The blushing young princess changed sheets and panties like a child... Sometimes, during the battle, she simply did not have enough time to go to the toilet and had to endure. Of course, the heir to the throne of Outworld is not allowed to cross her arms between her legs and dance the pee dance... It's good that the training allowed her to pee in her panties so as not to touch the robes and leave no stains...
7. Kira
Before she joined the Black Dragon, Kira, disguised as a man, traded weapons in the mountains of Afghanistan. During one of the transactions, the terrorists accidentally discovered that she was a girl and attacked her. Kira was left with no choice but to fight her way out of the cave through the terrorists. When Kira left the cave alone, Cabal was already waiting for her there. He decided that a woman who could do business with an organization of extremist thugs and could talk about it was worthy of joining the new Black Dragon.
Ever since her day as an arms smuggler, Kira has had a hard time. After all, it is much easier for men to restrain their "call of nature" than for women. Therefore, without arousing suspicion, the woman endured, then kicked with all her might into the nearest shade or bushes for relief. However, sometimes it was so hard for the criminal that she simply did not have time and warm streams of urine wetted her panties and pants, creating spots on them...Of course, later, as a member of the dragon gang, it was easier for her to lighten up, because there was no longer any need to pretend to be a man. Only Kano's caustic comments spoiled the whole buzz.
8. Khamelion
Kameleon comes from a race of intelligent lizards "Zaterrian", also known as "Raptors" and "Saurians". Once upon a time, their race lived on Earth, but the great war between the gods almost destroyed their race, and the survivors were forced to look for a new home. They became the world, which they called Zaterra, which means "New Earth". Later, Shao Kahn found out about Zatter. His warriors won the Mortal Kombat tournament against the best representatives of this race. Then almost all Zaterrians were exterminated, except for Reptile, who became the last male representative of the lizard race, and Kameleon, who became the last female of the Saurian race. Kameleon spent a lot of time finding a way to kill Shao Kahn and track down Reptile, who had been in the service of the emperor all this time. During the invasion of Kahn's forces into Earthrealm, Kameleon fought on the side of the earthlings.
Although the woman was quite secretive and unflappable at first glance, in fact, she was followed by some "Accidents". How to use the bathroom earth? She was just... ashamed to ask that. Of course, sometimes she found a worthy place to relieve her bladder. But often...especially considering the number of duties that land warriors have, she couldn't afford such pleasure. How many times she had to endure to the limit during the battles, and how many times she had to embarrass herself by dancing a pee dance and listening to incomprehensible jokes from Cage. Unfortunately, one day she just couldn't hold it anymore. With a hiss, a stain began to expand on the tight-fitting suit, and underfoot blurred big yellow puddle. She literally had to take off her clothes and walk naked so that no one would see her shame... it’s good that Sonya explained the earthly wash to her...
9. Li Mei
Li Mei was a resident of a small village in Outworld. She, along with the rest of the villagers, was captured by the Deadly Alliance, under the leadership of Kano, who transferred to the service of sorcerers after the death of Shao Kahn. They were tasked by the Deadly Alliance to build a huge palace around the stone structures that were on the nearby plateau. According to legends, this place was the portal to Heaven, created by the gods. When Quan Chi created a giant vortex of souls (Solnado) with the help of Shinnok's amulet, it became clear that these legends were true. As a slave, Li Mei dared to attack Kano himself. Quan Chi, interested in her abilities, invited her to participate in a tournament organized by the Deadly Alliance. If she can win, then the sorcerers will release the inhabitants of her village to freedom, if not, then they will forever remain in slavery. Li Mei was left with no choice but to agree to participate.
Milina has always been Li Mei's personal enemy. Women in purple have always hated each other. However, Li Mei had a major disadvantage that spoiled all the advantages of her strength and magic... Despite life in the Outside World, the old trauma after Shao Kahn's attack left a trauma on her psyche forever, giving her unconscious... cowardice... sometimes seeing Shao Kahn's henchmen (tarkatans), she suddenly realized that her knees were trembling... And damn it... of course, Milina found out about this... and the damned pervert immediately had a plan... During their next battle, Milina threw the woman on her back, slowly grinning... a sharp movement and the princess was not wearing a mask. In the eyes of Li Mei, fear instantly arose... Milina felt pleasure in feeling the trembling of the opponent and watching the tears well up in her eyes. Then suddenly there was a hiss... Milina felt something wet and warm covering her knee, soaking it... Li Mei's panties instantly darkened, and the yellow puddle didn't seem to end. Li Mei regained her senses at the same moment and covered her shame by running away, waiting for the princess to attack, but only "Pathetic" was heard in the back. Since then, right up to the victory over Milina, Li Mei will have to change the sheets many more times after having nightmares. |
I’ve been on this site for a very long time as a lurker, but never really contributed very much. But I figure it’s time I try my hand at writing. I will also do fan fiction on request if I am familiar with the series and given a compelling scenario. This series will be comprised of stories that are based on experiences I had or heard about in the American navy, though exaggerated to what I wish I had seen.
There will be discrepancies between the portrayal of the navy in my writing and in real life. All characters and ships are fictional. This is for both anonymity as well as accessibility.
What Do You Do With a Desperate Sailor: Navy Omorashi Stories
A Dead Radio
Airman Sarah Fox hadn’t planned on being in security, but her Leading Petty Officer had insisted it was all part of the process. “Everyone does a stint in security. They need extra help when we’re in port, and most departments can spare a few people,” he had told her when she was temporarily assigned to Inport Security. Fox had joined as an air rate, and felt that she wasn’t in good form for a security member. She was 5’2” and 130 pounds, with dirty blonde hair tied up in an official-looking navy bun. She had brown doe eyes and slightly below average breasts. Her ass managed to look good even in the camo NWU pants she was wearing, which in her opinion was quite an accomplishment. The overall effect did not leave her looking very formidable, so she was worried that anyone trying to pick a fight would fight her first. The security class hadn’t been too hard, and the schedule would take some getting used to. After completing the class and qualifying on the weapons, Sarah was assigned to Watch Section Four. And now here she was, standing guard on the flight deck of the USS Edith Wilson with a rifle.
Her rifle watch for today would be over at 1200 and it was just after 0800 colors on Sunday morning. After the colors detail had raised the flag, she hadn’t seen another person. Sarah was starting to feel a slight twinge in her bladder. She had called for a chow relief barely an hour ago, and had used the bathroom right after she left her post, but she was already feeling it again. She was reluctant to call for a relief again so soon, mostly because of what Petty Officer Forrester had told her. He said to only ask for reliefs when absolutely necessary, because there were often many things going on that needed attention and that if one person was asking for too many reliefs people would begin to think they were just trying to get out of watch. Sarah didn’t want to get a reputation for trying to skate by her watch on head breaks, so she contented herself with watching the San Diego harbor. It was full of sailboats on a Sunday morning from people enjoying their weekend. As she watched a seagull dive down to grab a fish out of the water, Sarah felt another twinge and checked her watch. 0830. Damn it. It’s going to be a long post, she thought to herself.
At 0930, the San Diego harbor had really lost its appeal, as Sarah didn’t even want to look at water. Minutes were trickling by like hours, and she was starting to sweat even though it was a cool September day in San Diego. At 0945, Sarah began to doubt that she could hold it another hour, let alone to the end of her watch. She decided to bite the bullet and request another bathroom relief. She pressed her radio button and her heart stopped. It didn’t beep. All the radios beeped when you pressed them to indicate transmitting. Sarah pulled the radio off her vest to check the battery. It was turned off. She turned it on and the screen flashed “LOW BATTERY”. She hit the button, the radio gave a half-hearted beep and died. She pulled out the battery and put it back in. The screen flashed “LOW BATTERY” again and turned off. Sarah couldn’t believe it. She must have been so preoccupied with her bladder that she hadn’t even noticed the intermittent beeps the radio makes when it starts to die. She began to reach into her pocket for her phone but stopped herself. She had left her phone in her backpack. Completely at a loss, she stared out over the water and hoped that the watch commander or someone would come by to make a post check.
It was now 1000, and Sarah was telling herself that she’ll be able to hold it. Her relief would be there on time, she only had to hold it for two hours. 15 minutes wasn’t that long, and there were only eight more fifteen minute stretches to wait. Her relief was practically already there. She just had to hold it. She was bouncing on her heels, shaking in her boots. She looked towards San Diego, hoping something would take her mind off of how so very badly she needed to pee.
Sarah was in bad shape by 1030. She was doubling over (as much as you can while carrying a rifle and wearing a Kevlar vest) and periodically darting her free hand to hold herself. Even if her relief got there at the earliest moment she could reasonably expect (1130, half an hour early as some people like to do) it would still be an hour before she could even leave the flight deck, let alone find a head to use before she burst. It was at the point where Sarah was seriously considering just walking off her post and going to the bathroom. But she just couldn’t bring herself to do it after the warning they had all gotten in their security class. Petty Officer Bradford (the First Class Petty Officer who taught the class) stressed the importance of proper watch standing, and she had said that someone was caught sleeping on watch recently. That individual (an Inport Security member standing the alarm system watch) had been sent up to Captain’s Mast, where he had been given a reduction in rank, pay cut for two months and 45 days of restriction. While sleeping on watch is obviously bad form, Sarah honestly didn’t think it was that big a deal given that on the rare occasion that the alarm system does go off that monitor blares loud enough to wake someone up three doors down the passageway. Considering that they had thrown the book at that guy, she had no reason to believe they would be any easier on her. She would just have to try and make it.
Sarah began trying to turn her radio back on even though she knew it was dead, just hoping that somehow it’ll work again. No such luck. At that moment she felt the first spurt dampen her maroon Pink(tm) panties under her uniform. She shifted her rifle out of the way to check her pants for a stain. At the moment Sarah’s pants appeared dry, though she definitely felt the dampness in her underwear. She started looking around frantically, hoping someone, anyone, would come by who had a phone or a new battery. But as usual, there was no one to be seen. She felt another spurt, this one lasting almost two full seconds. Sarah put her hand on her butt, trying to feel for wetness. She couldn’t feel anything from the outside, but her panties were certainly wet. Another spurt. And another. Sarah could feel drops of warm urine on her legs, and see the slightest pee stain on the crotch of her pants and the tops of her legs. She checked her watch again; 1050. She felt the last of her hope drain, and her bladder drained with it. She began to pee in earnest, starting with a small but constant stream that turned into an unstoppable river. She could hear the sound of her pee hitting the fabric of her uniform like rain on a tent, and felt the hot liquid streaming down her legs and pooling in her boots. After she had finished, she simply stood there completely still for a solid minute.
Sarah was in pure disbelief at what had just happened. What the hell am I going to do!? she thought to herself. She looked down at her pants, and the damage was pretty bad. Her NWU pants were soaked through the inner thigh of her right leg, and wrapped all the way around below the knee. Urine stained the entire inside of her left leg. The stain extended an inch and a half up from her crotch, and she felt wetness halfway up her ass cheeks. She was standing in a puddle two feet wide, and it would probably be wider if so much hadn’t pooled in her boots. There’s no hiding this. What is everyone going to say? Who can take me seriously after I just pissed myself on watch? And why the do our batteries die so fast?
She felt tears in her eyes, but quickly regained her composure. There was nothing she could have done. An accident was completely unavoidable, as all of her means of communication failed. At least I didn’t abandon my post. They can’t fault me for that.
Not 20 minutes after Sarah’s accident, who should walk up to the flight deck but the watch commander? He was honestly a rather attractive man, Petty Officer Second Class Diego Perez. 5’8”, dark hair and a thin mustache, he looked like a discount Pedro Pascal. She had only been in Section Four for two days, having started Friday morning, so she didn’t have too much of a feeling for exactly what his leadership style was. She just tried to stand in such a way that more of her pee stain was hidden, turning to face Perez. He walked up to her, and Sarah shakily began to give him a post brief. Perez waved her off, saying “that’ll do. Just wanted to check up. Is everything good up here?”
Utter incredulity at her current predicament struck Sarah at that moment, and she just started laughing outrageously. Perez arched an eyebrow, incredibly confused at Sarah’s reaction to his question.
“Are you feeling okay?” He asked again, a hint of concern in his voice now.
Sarah, still half laughing half crying, buried her face in her free hand (keeping her right hand on her rifle at all times as per instruction)
“Wilson…?” Perez asked one more time, before finally taking notice of the stain on Sarah’s pants and the puddle on the flight deck.
“Did you wet your pants? Oh my God are you ok? Are you sick? Why didn’t you call for a relief?” He asked in quick succession.
Sarah, still catching her breath from her choked up laughs, managed to squeak out
“my radio… battery… died like hours ago… tried to call… left my… phone… in my bag… just couldn’t make it. What am I supposed to do?” The last sentence came clearly as she (relatively) regained her composure.
“Alright, take a breath. Just breathe. No one needs to find out about this.” Perez said calmly. He seemed to take a second to form a plan.
“Alright, here’s what you’re going to do. I’ll call down to dispatch and see if your relief can come a little earlier. I’ll tell the oncoming sentry that you’re feeling sick so you won’t even need to talk to him. I’ll walk down with you, you’ll download and go to your berthing. Handle what all you need to do, and call dispatch when you’re done. I’ll let you know if we can cover down and get you the rest of the day off.”
“Thank you,” was all that Sarah could manage in reply. What else was she supposed to say? Her pants really said it all. Ten minutes later her relief was on the flight deck. Perez talked to the sentry while Sarah sat down on a nearby (but out of sight) crate. She heard Perez clap the relieving sentry on the back before he came around the corner.
“Alright Wilson, let’s head down to the armory.”
After a quick download and a shower, Sarah was feeling slightly better. At the very least, Petty Officer Perez had been fairly sympathetic, and she felt confident that no one else would ever know what had happened here. |
Full disclosure: I’ve never been to the navy ball. But I felt like this was the best idea to fulfill this request-
So here it is.
The Navy Ball
Boatswains Mate Petty Officer Third Class Erin Summers was ready to go to her first Navy Ball. She had tried to avoid it every year previously because she honestly didn’t see the point in going if she couldn’t drink legally. But she had just turned 21 three nights ago, which meant that she was finally allowed to be seen drinking by her chain of command so all bets were off. Erin had strawberry blonde hair that was worth keeping a little long, even if it meant she had to make an increasingly tight bun every day to meet regulation. She had bright blue eyes and freckles, stood about 5’5” and had the kind of figure that made people tell rumors about her. She mostly ignored the rumors, considering the behavior petty and childish. But that didn’t stop her from pulling out all the stops tonight.
Tonight Erin spent at least two hours getting ready. She had her makeup perfect, her hair tied in a tight bun (nothing else you can really do there) and her shoes polished. She had freshly laundered her service dress whites, which she paired with the regulation skirt. Most of the time they would have worn the blue uniform by October, but it was unseasonably warm even for Pensacola this year so the CO had authorized the dress whites tonight. She didn’t know any other enlisted woman who wore the skirt with her uniform, but Erin just preferred it to the slacks. At that moment, Erin heard a knock at her barracks room door. Her ride had arrived. She was riding with two of her direct coworkers, BM2 Rhodes and BM3 Rodriguez. Rhodes was a taller brunette female second class with a runner’s body. She was a Command Fitness Leader for her department, but mostly focused on the cardio. She had blue eyes and freckles, and floral tattoos that extended all down her left arm and hand. Rodriguez was a Latina third class, who had dark curly hair that framed her face and brown eyes behind rimless glasses. Both of them wore their blues with slacks.
“Are you ready for tonight?” Asked Rhodes teasingly.
“Damn right I am! I didn’t buy food this week so I could save money for drinks.” Erin joked.
“Hell yeah! I’m getting straight wasted tonight!” Rodriguez said enthusiastically.
“As my first official night of drinking, it would be a shame to never have to show the bartender my ID. First drinks on me!”Erin declared proudly.
Rhodes and Rodriguez mock cheered at this statement and piled into Rhodes’s car.
Twenty minutes later they were pulling into the parking lot at the venue. All around were sailors in full dress uniform, taking pictures before going in or outside smoking in groups. The girls saw the BMCS from their department and gave him a quick greeting before beelining to the bar inside. True to her word, Erin bought tequila shots for Rhodes and Rodriguez and passed them around.
“All right, on three… ready? One… Two… three!” They slammed the shots and Erin made a face.
“Whoo. That’ll wake you up.” Erin gasped out through the burn in her throat.
Rodriguez and Rhodes (seeming entirely unaffected) just looked at each other and grinned.
“What the hell are you two smirking at?” Erin demanded.
“Oh just your innocent face.” Rhodes said.
“Yeah, you act like you haven’t been drinking tequila every night since you were thirteen.” Rodriguez added.
“What, and you have?” Erin asked.
“… I feel like you want me to say no.” Said Rodriguez with a smirk.
They all laughed at that, and let the drinks flow.
“Alright, we might want to cool it.” Rhodes said after the third round of drinks.
“We’ll have to be at least a little sober during the dinner speeches. I’m cutting myself off at least so I can drag your asses to the right rooms tonight.”
“Fuck that I’m tryna get hammered.”Rodriguez said with utmost confidence.
They all had another laugh, but kept to water for a while all the same. All that water and alcohol didn’t take long to reach Erin’s bladder.
“Rodriguez, do you want to go to the bathroom real quick?” Erin asked.
“No, no, we got to hold out for a while. You know breaking the seal and whatnot?” Said Rodriguez.
“Yeah and the line’s pretty long right now. Maybe it’ll be better after dinner.” Rhodes said, looking up at the bathroom doors.
Erin muttered in agreement, thinking to herself I can wait that long.
At 1900, they all settled in at their table and listened to the officers and chiefs give their speeches, and finally ate. While Rhodes had stayed true to her word and stopped drinking so she could drive home, Rodriguez and Erin were under no such self-imposed limits. Erin’s head was getting fuzzy, and Rodriguez was starting to slur her words and space out. Erin’s bladder was getting worse for wear, and she asked Rodriguez again,
“Do you want to head to the bathroom now? I really need to break the seal.”
Rodriguez looked to the bathroom line and made a face.
“That line still doesn’t look any shorter.”
“What?!” Erin said incredulously.
She looked over and saw the line looking even longer than it was before dinner.
What could possibly be taking everyone so long? She thought.
“We should probably go ahead and get in line anyway,” Rhodes said.
“There’s no guarantee that it’ll get shorter at this point.”
Erin and Rodriguez nodded in agreement, and the three women took their place in the back of the line (Rodriguez stumbling a little.) There were at least twenty other women ahead of them. This might not end well. Erin thought anxiously.
In the ten minutes since they had gotten in line, they had only moved up by three people.
“Oh, what in God’s name is taking so damn long?!” Rodriguez said after the fourth woman walked out.
“Let me ask her.” Rhodes said, tapping the woman who had just left on the shoulder as she walked out.
“What’s up with this line, why is it moving so slow?”
“Well, there are only three stalls in there. One is out of order, and…” the woman looked around as if checking it anyone was listening.
“And I think someone is fucking in the other one!” She whispered.
“You’re kidding!” Erin exclaimed with disbelief.
“Who does that shit in a public bathroom?” Rodriguez asked angrily, slurring a little bit.
At that moment, a female MAC walked past the line and into the bathroom.
“Well, it looks like somebody snitched out the lovebirds.” Rhodes said.
The MA walked out two minutes later, pulling a male airman by the neckerchief with a female deck seaman following closely and quickly spouting off excuses. Just shut up lady, nothing can really help your case here. Erin thought. Maybe now this line will finally start moving.
The line did not start moving. After three more women (and ten more minutes) Erin pulled another exiting woman off to the side and asked why it was moving so slowly.
“That MA marked the stall those two were doing it in out of order. So now we’re down to just one stall.” The woman replied.
Everyone close by groaned at that, and Erin crossed her legs tightly under her skirt. She saw another one exit and thought to herself just twelve more. Rodriguez bent forward a little bit and put her head in her hands.
“I don’t feel so good,” she mumbled, starting to sound seriously inebriated.
“Jesus, Rodriguez, how much did you drink?” Rhodes asked.
“I might have pre-gamed a little… or a lot HRRRMM… I need to throw up.”
Rodriguez started briskly walking toward the door, Rhodes following her.
Erin stayed in line, hoping (maybe naively) that Rodriguez and Rhodes would be back relatively quickly. A buzz on her phone dispelled that thought. It was a text from Rhodes. I’m driving Rodriguez home. Do you want to head home now or try to find another ride?
Erin looked at the line and saw eleven people in front of her.
Can you wait to leave until after I go to the bathroom? I really have to pee. Erin sent in response.
She needs to get home, she’s fucking gone. It’s only like twenty minutes away.
Erin read Rhodes’s reply and sighed.
I probably wait twenty minutes… maybe forty. She grappled in her mind, trying to make a decision. Do I really want to try and get another ride home?… no, I’d better just go ahead and leave with Rhodes.
Having made up her mind to leave, Erin sent Rhodes a text saying she’ll be right there and turned away to exit the line. She had only walked a few steps before she felt her first leak escape her and dampen her grey Calvin Kline panties. She stopped and crossed her legs even more tightly and pressed her hands into her crotch.
Once she regained control she walked at a brisk pace to where Rhodes had parked the car and saw Rodriguez doubled over and still vomiting in the bushes.
Rhodes caught sight of Erin walking her way and asked
“All set to leave? I know you have to pee, I do too, but that line is ridiculous and Rodriguez clearly needs to go home.”
“You’re right, just please drive fast.” Erin responded.
“No problem Summers.”
With that, they all hopped in the car, Rodriguez in the back seat with the window open and Erin in the front with her hands buried in her lap. After ten minutes Erin felt another spurt. Another after thirty seconds.
“Please hurry Rhodes I’m starting to lose it!” Erin pleaded.
“We can make it.” Rhodes assured her, but accelerating nonetheless. As they got close to the base gate, Rhodes glanced at Rodriguez in the rear view mirror. She was passed out drunk.
“Try and wake up Rodriguez real quick, I don’t want her passed out when the sentry sees us.”
Erin turned around in her seat (wincing as she felt yet another spurt wet her panties) and shook Rodriguez’s shoulder.
“Hey wake up, we’re nearly there.”
“I need to pee Rhodes.” Rodriguez mumbled in response.
“We all need to pee, just hold on a little longer.” Rhodes said tersely.
When the gate was in view they saw three cars in front of them in line. Erin leaked once again, this time peeing almost three full seconds before she clamped it down.
That one definitely soaked through to my skirt she thought, tears starting to fill her eyes. Her underwear was clinging wetly to her ass, and though she couldn’t see it she felt there must be a pee stain the size of a baseball on the back of her skirt. She had almost certainly gotten urine on the seat beneath her as well. The gate MA checked Rhodes’s ID and waved them through without incident, but as soon as they got through the gate Erin’s dam burst completely. She started peeing freely in her panties, feeling the hot piss pooling around her ass and soaking her skirt and the seat beneath her with a quiet hssss.
The pee wicked its way up the back of her skirt, almost to the waistband and started running off the front of the seat onto the floorboard. Once Rhodes heard the pee dripping onto the floorboard she glanced towards Erin’s wet lap and made a kind of resigned grimace.
“It’s alright Summers.” She said quietly.
“I’m sorry,” Erin whispered, still peeing herself. As she felt piss filling her freshly polished shoes she finally began to taper off, the tank completely empty. The whole thing took less than a minute, but to Erin it felt like eternity.
“It’s alright Summers.” Rhodes repeated. “You don’t have to apologize.”
“But your car…” Erin began weakly.
“It was due for a cleaning anyway,” Rhodes said bracingly.
“I’d better get Rodriguez home first, it might take both of us to get her inside.”
“… I’m awake Rhodes.” Rodriguez mumbled from the back seat.
“You are?” Erin asked, suddenly panicked.
“Don’t worry about it. We’ve all been there before.” Rodriguez slurred out, barely coherent.
They pulled up to Rodriguez’s barracks building, and Rhodes helped her out of the car. Rhodes walked with her all the way to her room, and once she was satisfied that Rodriguez was safe she walked back to her car and tapped on the passenger window. Erin rolled it down, not even looking up at her.
“Yeah?”
“Just watch me,” Rhodes said.
Erin looked up quizzically at her, before seeing a relieved expression cross Rhodes’s face. She then looked at Rhodes’s white dress pants and half gasped, half laughed to see the wet stain starting to spread there.
“What’re you…?” Erin started to ask, incredulous that Rhodes was actually peeing in her pants at this very moment.
“There was no way I was going to make it to your room before it burst. And now we’ve both wet ourselves,” Rhodes said, completely matter-of-factly. She was still peeing, streams running down her legs to form a rippling puddle at her feet. The white dress pants were becoming translucent, making Rhodes’s black panties somewhat visible through the stain. She placed her arms crossed at the window and put her head on them, seeming perfectly content while she fully emptied her bladder in her pants. Erin was completely speechless, but quickly became filled with gratitude. Whatever Rhodes had said, Erin knew that she had just wet herself to make her feel better. After Rhodes finished peeing, she shook her feet like a character in The Sims and stepped back to look at her puddle.
“Wow that’s a lot,” she said. “Is it super noticeable?” After asking, Rhodes stepped away from the car and turned to show Erin her ass. It was drenched, the urine having wicked upwards a little bit while she had peed.
“I’m pretty sure anyone who sees you will know exactly what happened… but thanks,” Erin said, still not sure how best to express her gratitude to her friend.
“Ah well. I think I have some plastic bags in the back to sit on.”
Rhodes got some empty shopping bags out of her trunk and placed them on her driver seat before sitting down. They spent the rest of the ride to Erin’s room in silence. When they arrived, Erin stepped out of the car and turned to face Rhodes again.
“I just wanted to say thank you again for… you know.”
“Don’t mention it. I wouldn’t want people to know that I and only I peed myself tonight. So I’d really appreciate you not telling anyone.”
Erin chuckled softly at that, shut the door behind her and walked up to her room to take a very necessary shower and go to bed.
Edited October 19, 2022 by JamesK
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Has it been two months already? I have a few more story ideas for this series, but not many more. I’ll try to be a little better about sitting down to write in the future.
Urinalysis
It was Petty Officer Third Class Sophia Velasco’s first day back on the USS Jason Bourne (DDG-27) after returning from New Years leave. She had been to visit her family in San Antonio, and had enjoyed the break from the bleak and snowy Norfolk weather. Sophia loved running and she was fit and lean to show for it. She was 5’5”, and had black hair worn in a wavy bob that almost touched her shoulders. Once she stepped of the brow onto the ship, Sophia headed to her berthing to change into her blue underway uniform. They were more comfortable than the NWUs in her opinion, but the CO was very insistent that the blue underway uniforms only be worn onboard. This led her and many others to walk from their barracks in the camo navy working uniforms until they could change on the ship. She walked to her division’s muster location and began chatting with her friends, just general welcome back stuff before 0630 muster. At exactly 0630, the ship’s PA announced liberty expiration and quarters. Her shop came to attention and listened to the morning announcements from the department LCPO, Master Chief Coleman. Master Chief was a shorter muscular Black man with an intimidating looking mustache, but he was nevertheless a kind leader. He was one of the chiefs who actually meant it when he said he had an open door policy, and the whole department actually enjoyed working for him. Morning quarters was nothing of real note, but the entire shop groaned at one phrase- “command urinalysis sweep.” It happened at least once a year, yet somehow it always managed to be incredibly slow and inconvenient for all involved.
“Well this year, we’re not going to let it hinder us so much.” Master Chief Coleman said.
“We’re going to set up a specific times for each person to provide their sample. Make sure you have to go when your time comes.”
After they broke from quarters, Sophia was about to walk over and put her name on an early slot; she already had to pee a little bit. But she was stopped in her tracks by Chief Johnson, a bald white Chief who always seemed to find something that needed doing or a reason for everyone to stay at the shop until 1600.
“How was leave Velasco?”
“It was fine Chief.”
“That’s good. I’m going to need you to start giving Seaman Forrest OJT, he has to start getting up to speed or we’re going to be short on qualified people.”
“Copy Chief.”
“And make sure to grab bleach and cleaning supplies from HAZMAT before cleaners starts. Our work center better be spotless when I come by.”
“Copy Chief.”
Velasco turned around to see a long queue to sign for urinalysis. She stepped up to the sheet and sighed. All of the early slots were taken, her first slot was at 10:00. At least I’ll have time to go right now. I’ll just have to make sure to be able to pee again at 10:00.
With that, she signed her name and went to work.
Sophia walked towards HAZMAT (stopping to use the head on the way) and grabbed the cleaning supplies. They always had cleaning stations every day for exactly half an hour, regardless of how clean the workcenter really was. It was one of the most pointless things she felt they had to do, at least when they were in port. She walked into her workcenter and saw a few other sailors standing around holding brooms or foxtail brushes waiting for the morning announcements. After the CO called his announcements over the 1MC the crew got to work, and as usual were finished less than fifteen minutes in. At that point they all stood talking about the holidays, occasionally sweeping at nothing to look busy in case Chief Johnson came by. After cleaning stations were secured, Sophia saw SN Forrest start to walk off.
“Hey Forrest!”
She called after him.
“We need to work on your OJT, Chief Johnson told me to get you ready.”
Seaman Jacob Forrest was a tall scrawny white guy who had been at the command almost three months and had barely even gotten started with his qualifications. He had a pale freckled face and light brown hair getting too long for standards.
“Oh, actually I have an early slot for urinalysis. I need to start heading over there, they’re doing it out of the admin building on base,”
Forrest replied, barely even looking back.
“Do you have a study guide?”
Sophia asked him.
“No.”
“Alright, I’ll give you my old one, just read it while you’re in line to provide your sample and we’ll go over the line items on the qualification when you get back. I’m not trying to waste any time today.” Sophia said briskly, pulling her old study packet out of her binder while she spoke.
“Alright, just chill out, we’ll get to it when I get back.” Forrest said more defensively than necessary. Sophia rather doubted that Forrest was actually going to look at the study guide at all, but at least she could say that she tried to get him to work. As he walked away, she figured she could at least get on the computer and check her emails or web training until she could sit down with Forrest to help him train.
But when she got to her shop, Sophia saw that all the were computers taken. She quickly glanced at what each of them was doing, but no one was doing anything she felt she could ask them to stop for her. She simply sat down on her phone and waited for a computer to open up. As the minutes trickled by, Sophia felt her bladder start to fill and checked her watch. 0810. I had better wait. Make sure I can provide my sample, I always have trouble peeing in front of someone she reasoned, content with continuing to wait for a computer. After another ten minutes a computer finally opened up and Sophia checked her emails and admin websites to see if she was on any late lists. It was 0900 by the time she was done, and she looked around. Forrest was nowhere to be seen. “Hey Morales, have you seen Forrest?” Sophia asked the man sitting at the next computer, a dark-haired petty officer signing off on maintenance he had completed that morning.
“No, he might be getting tested at urinalysis. His slot was for 0915.”
“0915? Dude, he left at like 0745 to head over there. Where the hell has he been all this time?” She asked, her surprise at his brazen attempt to get out of work fading almost as soon as the words left her mouth. She felt another, stronger urge from her bladder, and elected to ignore it. Sophia decided to go check the sign out sheet for urinalysis, and sure enough Forrest was listed for 0915.
“That little bastard managed to skate all morning,” she muttered under her breath. She walked the workspaces she knew him to frequent, trying to see if she could find out where he had spent all morning. All the while, her need was getting more pronounced. She gave up after 0915, knowing that by then Forrest would actually be getting tested. Sophia was at the point where she normally would definitely be heading to the bathroom, but she knew if she went right now she wouldn’t be able to provide her sample. She went back to the main workcenter and studied her next qualification, legs crossed subtly under a desk. Twenty minutes went by and Sophia was starting to bounce on her heels, a constant pressure building and making it difficult for her to focus on anything else. When her watch finally hit 0945, Sophia got up to to head off of the ship before suddenly realizing the obvious blunder she had made: she still hadn’t changed back into her navy working uniform. The quarterdeck wouldn’t let her leave the ship in her underway uniform, she would have to change quickly before she drove to the admin building. Sophia briskly walked to her berthing, then stopped halfway there. A sudden urge had overtaken her, and she doubled over trying to keep control until the wave subsided. She had to stop another time before reaching her berthing, almost leaking on that occasion. When she made it to her rack, she quickly yanked her uniform down and involuntarily let out a small spurt when she crouched down to take her boots off. With her uniform off, the quarter sized wet spot she had left on her light blue Hanes panties was on clear display. After she had put on her NWUs Sophia briefly considered stopping in the head to relieve some of the pressure, but checked her watch. 0952. It took ten minutes to walk to the admin building in the best conditions, and she really didn’t want to be late considering she still had conducted zero training with Forrest. She seriously doubted she would be able to pee a little bit and not fully empty anyway.
Sophia rushed off toward the admin building, not making eye contact with anyone so as to avoid any potential conversation. She made it off the ship with no issue, but when she stopped at the crosswalk leaving the pier she felt another spurt of pee escape her, leaving her panties feeling noticeably wet. She started frantically and repeatedly pushing the cross button, almost sprinting away when the light turned green. When Sophia entered the admin building, her heart fell. There were at least fifty people in line, assorted men and women in differing levels of urgency visible. She looked ahead to the front of the line, and saw that there was only space for four observers to provide samples to (two men and two women). There were a total of eight people running it, four handling the paperwork and four observers. At the center of the paperwork table was a Latina chief with the name Lopez on her uniform and a radio labeled “CDO” clipped to her cargo pocket. Sophia doubled over and leaked again, dribbling for at least two full seconds before she managed to clench it with her hand’s buried in her crotch. This can’t be real Sophia thought, hoping that thinking it would make it not real. A few places ahead of her, she saw a Black woman petty officer doubled over as well, whispering
“IhavetopeeIhavetopee,”
over and over like it would help. After ten minutes in line, (with only two women providing in that time) Sophia heard a blonde woman farther down pleading with the observers.
“I’m seriously about to piss my fucking pants, what’s taking so long?”
Chief Lopez looked over the crowd and said
“Alright, anyone who needs to go right now, come over to the front of the line. If you can hold it, just let some people in front of you.”
Sophia rushed forward with the Black girl (who Sophia weakly noted to have the name Wright on her uniform) lagging behind holding herself. Sophia reached the table first and then doubled over, holding herself tightly and breathing quickly, almost hyperventilating. A female observer to the right of Chief Lopez said
“I can take Little (the blonde girl who had spoken up) right now, the other observer should be back in a minute and you can go with her, Velasco.” Wright looked at Velasco and seemed to judge that she indeed was more desperate than herself and nodded. Little frantically filled out the paperwork with one hand (the other buried between her legs) and the observer said “still make sure everything is correct, don’t want to waste your time here.” Little nodded with a quiet whimper and grabbed a sample cup out of the box, turning on her heel to hobble over to the female head. After Little disappeared around the corner, Sophia saw a male sailor walking out of the corridor holding his plastic cup with his urine sample above his head as per instruction. The way it sloshed around in the cup taunted Sophia, and the satisfied relief on the man’s face was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
Sophia felt herself go numb, pee bursting out of her like a cup overflowing. Her blue panties were quickly saturated; urine was pouring through the fabric and streaming down her tightly pressed legs, which were joined at the knees with her feet spread about a foot apart. Unfortunately, her stance just made her pee stain wider, spreading out from her crotch to cover almost the entire front of her camo uniform pants. As her urine poured down her legs some of it dripped down to the floor after reaching her knees, splattering with a loud and obvious noise. Once Chief Lopez heard the pee hitting the floor, she jumped to her feet and ordered everyone to look away while rushing to Sophia’s side. Sophia was completely unable to stop the flow, any pee that wasn’t dripping straight to the floor from either her knees or her ass continuing to trickle down her calves, soaking her socks and pooling in her boots. Lopez put her hand on Sophia’s shoulder and began to guide her away from the line and down the hallway. Sophia stumbled along, still peeing as they walked for about thirty seconds before she finally tapered off. By then they had reached an office with a placard that read “CDO BUNKROOM.” Lopez walked through the door to the room and directed Sophia to stand in the hall where there was no carpet. The carpeted room had a desk with a tv on it and a bare bed on the side. There was a landline phone on the desk as well, and a charging station that the base radios utilized. Lopez pulled a towel out of her backpack, placed it on the chair to the desk and told Sophia to take a seat.
“You’re lucky I’m on CDO duty today, I don’t normally have anything but paperwork in my backpack”
Lopez said. Her tone was not exactly comforting, but not condescending or angry. She sounded mostly businesslike. Sophia didn’t really know how to respond to that; she felt like a little schoolgirl sent to the nurse’s office for pissing herself in class.
Lopez sighed.
“As it is, I have a change of clothes and some toiletries to take a shower. Do you live in the barracks?”
Sophia simply nodded, still unable to speak.
“Alright. The female head on the other side of this hallway has a shower. Go clean yourself up, and go back to your room. You can change there and come back to provide your sample at after lunch. We’ll close at 1430, so make sure you get back in time. What division are you in?”
“Supply…” Sophia managed to whisper.
Lopez grunted in affirmative, then said
“I’ll talk to your chief, don’t worry about missing work. Just get cleaned up, compose yourself and make sure to be back before 1400. The CDO cell phone number is in the directory next to the landline. Give the clothes a wash after you change and call that number so you can drop them off. I’ll be here all night, just call or text before you head over here so I can get them back from you.”
“Thank you Chief,” Sophia muttered, barely able to look up.
“You’re welcome. We need to take care of our sailors. Take as much time as you need, but remember- 1400, you still need to provide.”
As Lopez walked out and closed the door Sophia buried her head in her hands, then quickly sat up straight as putting her elbows on her legs made her feel the rapidly cooling pee stain on her lap. She stared down at that stain, trying to will it to disappear and make the past ten minutes reverse itself. She leaned her head back, feeling the cold wet fabric on her ass and wishing badly that she could be standing at that table on the building quarterdeck; dry and holding her damn urinalysis sample in her hand. Sophia looked at her watch- 1038. Almost lunchtime, she thought to herself, though she was not at all hungry at the moment. She waited another twenty minutes until she felt she was satisfactorily dry enough to walk the halls without drawing attention to herself, then stood up. When Sophia took her first step she felt her wet socks squelch in her boots and grimaced. However she knew it would not get any better until she took them off. She tried to walk as normally as possible, but it was difficult with her wet panties clinging to her and the puddles in her boots. She made it to the shower and sat down on the bench inside, pulling her boots off and pouring the urine out into the drain. She then stripped down and took a very long hot shower. Having already showered that morning before work, she only focused on scrubbing the lower half of her body, then simply stood in the hot water taking calming breaths. Sophia dressed in Chief Lopez’s spare clothes and prepared to take the walk back to her barracks, her wet uniform wrapped in the towel. There was unfortunately only one door out that was not an emergency exit- the one that the urinalysis line was in front of. Sophia braced herself and walked past the line, thankful that most of the people who had been in line when she had her accident were either already gone or were far enough toward the back that they hadn’t seen her face when she left. The observers and Chief Lopez, however, were all still at the table. Sophia steadfastly refused to make eye contact with any of them, quietly dreading that she would have to stand in front of them in a few hours after wetting her pants right in front of their table. She could smell the cleaning chemicals and see the “WET FLOOR” sign where her puddle had been, and turned red in the face.
When Sophia returned at 1400, in a clean uniform and boots borrowed from her roommate (with a flimsy lie of an excuse) not one of them said anything about her accident. They seemed almost as embarrassed as she was, but otherwise did not acknowledge at all that they had in fact already observed her urinate that day; just in her uniform pants rather than a sample cup. Over the next few days Sophia waited for what she thought was the inevitable teasing, but it never came. It turned out that almost everyone felt that the fault was entirely on the Urinalysis Coordinator for not having enough observers, and no veiled insults or snide remarks were sent her way. In fact, the only reminder she ever had about that day was the next time they did a command urinalysis- they had six observers that time. |
Sil sat at her desk, trying to wade through tens of pages of university reading material within a single night. It wasn't due soon - she still had a week before she had to know it, though getting this done now meant she could watch a movie with her friends later tonight, without guilt. She had been at this desk for about an hour now, only taking breaks to refill her water bottle. Now, she squirmed quietly in her seat, quickly rocking her hips back and forth.
It seems, overtime, all that water funneled its way to that poor bladder of her's.
Each rock would push on her bladder just enough to make it tingle, which would make her want to rock even harder. She knew she couldn't contain it all inside her forever, which is exactly why she made a spontaneous agreement with herself: she'll go to the bathroom after all the reading material was finished. After all, she still had 20 minutes left until the movie - the time she could spend going to the bathroom could easily be used to finish this work. With that in mind, she pressed on, occasionally pressing her hand between her jittery thighs to bide her some time.
As time went on, her legs couldn't help but become more fidgety, yet she noticed that she was indeed working faster than she otherwise would have. To her credit, she was crushing page after page, but ultimately not fast enough for her liking. By now, she only had 10 minutes left, and, at this rate, she'd have to read 1 page a minute to finish it all. Mentally exhausted, it was hardly achievable, but Sil had a funny idea.
She turned and grabbed her, quite noticeably full, water bottle.
The cold temperature of the bottle caused her to gasp and bounce in her seat, with her quite noticeably confused bladder aching in protest. Sil gathered her strength and placed a calm hand above her soft bladder bump - a gesture of apology for what she was about to do. She started to chug, feeling all the water from the bottle immediately make its way down her throat, passing through her body, and now firmly pressing on the knot of her heavy, defenseless water balloon. Only a tiny gulp of water remained afterwards.
Her eyes glazed over the words on each page in record-time, taking in each point of info with, quite honestly, questionable validity. Her bladder dully throbbed, but she kept her butt pinned to her seat - as the steady hand pressing against her crotch ensured that her light pink, well-fit leggings stayed dry. Besides, she didn't want to wet them - her friend, Madie, lent it to her for tonight after a lot of buttering up. She'd rather keep from wetting, no matter how much her little bladder yearned for it.
Sil reached the end of the reading right on time - her friends would be here to drop by her residence room any moment now. Quickly, she closed her computer and stood up to grab her things - namely her room key, water bottle and phone. Yet, she didn't anticipate how gravity would wrack her bladder, causing her to stifle a moan and bend forward just enough to ease the weight in her belly. Slowly removing both hands from her crotch, Sil noticed how her pink leggings perfectly outlined her growing belly bump. She silently admired it for a couple seconds, considering if she wanted to put on a longer shirt. She shook the thought away (carefully, not to jolster her bladder), grabbed her required items and headed for the door - specifically for the bathroom in the hall. A bathroom she'd really like to use - a bathroom she really *needed* to use.
A bathroom that read "occupied".
Sil started to panic, bobbing in place, worried to knock on the door as she didn't want to embarrass both her and the person denying her from emptying her study sap. Her feet were frozen in the hallway, unsure whether to retreat back into her room or gather the courage to knock. Decidedly, she did neither, staking out until some higher power came to her rescue. That higher power was a friend named Axie, apparently, walking down the hall in Sil's direction.
Sil desperately tried to act as normal as possible, turning around to lock her door, occupying both hands with the key and uncrossing her legs. Axie is often oblivious to body language anyway, so it was likely unnecessary for Sil to go the extra mile and drink the last of what was left in her water bottle in front of her.
"Heya, Sil!" Axie said.
"A-ah, hhhey, Axie. H-how are you?" Sil replied.
Axie didn't respond, and instead gasped at the sight of Sil's legs. Sil's heartbeat accelerated, though she contained her panic. She shyly turned towards Axie, stood up straighter, squeezed her thighs together and prayed.
"I-is everything okay... A-Axie?" Sil questioned.
"Y-your leggings are so cute!!" Axie blurted. "That's the pair that Brooke gave you, right??"
"M-Madie, actually."
"Hm? Oh. Her."
...
A few seconds passed by. Axie continued to stare at Sil's legs.
Her eyes refused to move, and Sil felt her breathing getting heavy. She couldn't tell what was going on. Axie just kept staring as Sil's thighs impatiently clamped together as tight as they could, becoming desperate for an opportunity to be aided by her hands, which were painfully idling at her hips to not clue Axie in. Sil's eyes started to tear up ever so slightly. Her crotch began to tremble, and her posture was faltering. She wanted more than anything else to drop to her knees, buckle and thrust everything to plug her aching nozzle, complaining and whimpering, to keep herself from spilling and gushing her contents down her friend's property - and it felt like Axie knew that - that Axie wanted to see her do it.
Sil felt the tiniest drop of sap position itself at the tip of her uterus, causing her to yelp at a volume she didn't intend. Axie entered the real world again.
"Oh - fuck, sorry, I got distracted. C-cute leggings you have." Axie said, looking around the hallway, nervously. "I-I didn't mean to stare at you like that - um, let's just go the movie now. Sorry."
"O-okay", Sil squeaked.
Axie speed walked down to the common room, leaving Sil in the dust. Her hands immediately shot down to her crotch, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned against the wall and held her position for a few seconds, feeling around for any signs of damage. Thankfully, she held all of her pee. She was dry. Unfortunately, that meant all her pee was still trapped inside her. Her abdomen ached, and her eyes stared back at the occupied bathroom. Maybe she could use another bathroom on this floor?
"Sil? Are you coming? The movie's already started", Axie said, now peeking her head from behind the hallway corner (though still too embarrassed to make eye-contact).
"O-oh, u-umm... y-yeah, here I come!" Sil replied, getting up from the wall. She glanced at the bathroom and half-heartedly groaned, following Axie and wobbling her way down to the common room door. She'll just find an opportunity to pee later.
Hopefully. |
Denise couldn’t believe what she was hearing. It was so unbelievable; she couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear. She also couldn’t help but question it for what seemed like the 50th time. “So, you’re saying if I can last one hour in the wrestling ring with you, you’ll pay me…how much again?”
The woman sitting across from her sighed, stared at her wrist watch, and raised her eyebrows. Unsatisfied with what she saw on the watch, she started tapping her foot.
Denise followed up, realizing how annoying her questioning must be. “Sorry Becky, this is just such a unique opportunity for me.” As she spoke her tone softened, and her eyes naturally drifted towards the ground. “T-this would be such a blessing for me, I guess it’s ju-just too hard to believe. Paying my student loans has been so rou-, so roug-“
As she struggled to force the words out, tears started to form in her eyes. Becky immediately pounced upon seeing them. Rushing to Denise’s side and lifted a reassuring hand to her face, she cooed “There’s no need to cry, I know it’s been tough. That’s why I chose you for this opportunity…” as she said this, she firmly grabbed Denise’s cheek and pulled it towards her “If you can last one hour in the ring with me, I will personally gift you $1.5 million dollars.”
All the tears in Denise’s eyes evaporated, and her face beamed once again. “Got it!” Then she turned away from Becky and faced the assistant who always trailed Becky like a lapdog. “Go ahead and schedule that match, I’ve got prize money ta win!“
The assistant didn’t move an inch. She didn’t work for this idiot. She had some nerve trying to order her around.
Before Denise could sense any hostility, Becky resummoned her attention. “Of course, you’ll receive the money if you win…but if you should fail, you do understand what I want in return, don’t you?”
“uhhhh, yeah……you want, uhhhh…“
“full ownership of your body” as she spoke, Becky wrapped her arms around Denise’s waist, and rested her hands on her plump ass. Denise looked slightly uncomfortable, but before she could offer any resistance Becky continued “Of course, most likely you’ll end up walking away the victor. I mean, you don’t even have to pin me to win, you just need to avoid being pinned. The odds are like, 70% in your favor.”
Like a naïve deer, Denise’s doubts cleared up instantly. That makes perfect sense, I have like a 90% chance of winning!
After receiving confirmation from Becky, her boss, the assistant scheduled the match between the two. “Alright,” she said “all that’s left is to inform the promoters, ensure national television coverage, adequate capacity for maximum profit, waiver agreem…
As the assistant rambled on and on Denise jumped for joy, and sprinted out the room. “I better start training, 6 months isn’t as long as it seems!”
Becky smiled warmly at her and gently cooed “It’s more than enough time for someone like you.”
As Denise shut the door, two tonally different scenes played out. On one side of the door, Denise was punching the air, excited, and already planning how she’d spend her future income. On the other side, Becky collapsed into her chair, and slowly allowed a monstrous giggle to escape her. “Ahhhhh, that’s a rare one right there, normally women that attractive have developed a better self-preservation sense by now”
The assistant took a break from her work and glanced at Becky “You really are sick, you know that? What exactly do you have planned for this poor girl”
Becky sat silently in response to that, basking in her own good fortune, before finally whispering “I’m going to break her” as she spoke, she unzipped her dress and spread her legs apart. She glanced at her poor assistant and allowed herself to sink backwards into her chair.
Her assistant instantly left her computer chair, got on her knees, and crawled to Becky. She recognized the sign that her master was ready to be pleasured. She pridelessly drug her knees through the carpet, feeling the burn with each stride until she mercifully made it to her destination. When did my life come to this she thought as she inched her way to Becky, pulled her hair back, and prepared to spend the rest of the night servicing her. But before she could start, Becky squeezed her thighs together, suffocating her before pushing her back with her left foot.
She began playfully flexing her toes on her assistant’s face, and followed up by massaging her vagina with her other foot. Her assistant yelped, surprised by the sudden attack, and Becky took the opportunity to shove her left foot in her mouth, and began playfully squeezing her tongue with her toes. By now, her right foot had penetrated her assistant’s vagina, and she could feel a trickle of liquid stream down her toes.
With no warning, she yanked her left foot out of her mouth, wrapped both legs around her assistant’s neck, and yanked her until her nose grazed her crotch.
Everything was happening so fast, her assistant was purely disoriented, her body had no way of comprehending what was happening. Completely overwhelmed, she simply gave up and released all control of her fate to Becky. As her arms went limp, and her knees turned to jelly….
SMACK
Becky quickly slammed her thighs together again, and squeezed the assistants head once more.
Woozy, limp, dazed, and quite frankly defeated, the assistant felt a steady stream of pee escape her and stain the carpet. She knew she would be punished for it. All who pee in front of Becky are immediately forced to lap it up in front of her as well. It was practically a rule. But in this moment she didn’t care, the pressure from Becky’s full thighs was restricting blood flow to her brain. She lacked the energy to be anything more than a plaything at the moment.
While she sat there, slowly peeing on herself, Becky continued to apply pressure with her thighs and followed with her foot. She slowly glided her still moist left foot down the spine of her assistant, watching her reflexively squirm from the feeling of her cool, wet toes. Finally she reached her destination, the ass crack. She applied a touch more force into her thigh squeeze, and wedged her left foot between her assistant cheeks. Causing her assistant to erupt.
The assistant yelped, and felt an explosion in her crotch. It felt like bullets of pee were firing out of her, and her body began to instinctively heave from the force. She gasped for air, and choked in however much she could manage between Becky’s thigh. Finally, her convulsions ceased, and all the pee and left her body. She sat there, expecting Becky to release her from the thigh-grip.
But she didn’t. Instead, she cocked her head back and began moaning. Becky’s whole body started twitching, and the assistant realized what was happening far too late. A steady stream of pee erupted from Becky, straight into the assistant’s face. As she peed, she squeezed her thighs together even harder, the force of her quads made the jaw of the assistant submit. As if pleading for mercy, her jaw separated, creating an opening for the full stream of piss from Becky to fly into her mouth.
She got the full salty experience.
She got the full humiliating experience.
Her eyes teared up as she wondered, How did I ever end up here? In the back of her mind, she remembered the super energetic Denise from earlier and thought. Oh yeah, I lost and my body became and plaything.
When Becky finally loosened her thigh grip, the assistant was already half asleep. It really was a shame, all the years they’d spent together and she hadn’t picked any wrestling skills in that time. Normally, she would make anyone who peed on her closet immediately lap it up, but she had a soft spot for her assistant. Instead of waking her up, she simply palmed her head, and forced her face into the wet spot on the carpet. She’d let her off with simply sleeping in her own piss, instead of having to lick it up.
She walked away from the mess she’d just made of her assistant, and took one last affectionate glance at her before squinting her eyes and gleefully whispering…
“Yes, I’m going to break her, just like I did to you.”
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6 months later – The Day of Denise vs Becky: A Nationally Televised Wrestling Production. |
This story was on my list for like nine years before I finally got around to writing it as I just came across it a little while ago on my list and remembered it. I still remember what inspired this story back in the early days when I first started exploring this fetish, where I heard this account of these guys who were on a flight with this woman, and I think it was a flight that was much longer than the one in the story, where they were just peeing in bottles because there was no bathroom in the tiny little plane, and the woman was just holding it, which I thought must have been such excruciating torture, and I knew that I would eventually turn it into a story, and I am glad I finally got around to writing it. I will probably have other stories that are set on more conventional airplanes in the future, but for now I'm pretty happy with how this one turned out. Also in my blog https://desperatejill83.livejournal.com/11199.html
I'm High in the Sky and I Have To Pee
"I really have to pee," Jill said.
"We have to hurry though, we have to get to our plane, you can go to the bathroom when we get on the plane," Randall said.
"Can we just take a few minutes just for a bathroom break, please," Jill said in a strained tone.
"He's right Jill, we will go to the bathroom when we get on the plane," Neil said.
"Yeah just wait until we get in the plane and then you can pee all you want," Jordan said.
Jill really had to pee but she figured as soon as they got on the plane she would be able to go. When they arrived at the plane it looked like a pretty small plane as it was one of those chartered flights that is only meant to have a couple of people on board.
"Everybody all aboard the plane," Amy the pilot said as the four passengers got in the back of the plane. "Everybody buckle up."
Jill reluctantly sat down but she started to get nervous when she looked around the airplane and she didn't see any kind of place for a bathroom. Nonetheless she buckled in and waited for the plane to take off before she decided to start complaining about a bathroom again.
"Where's the bathroom on this plane," Jill said as she sat in her seat crossing her legs.
"You know I don't see one," Jordan said.
"You said that there would be a bathroom," Jill said.
Jordan shook his head. "Well I just sort of naturally assumed that there would be one."
As Jill looked around the small plane that they were in she began to panic as she looked around and didn't see any sign of the bathroom. Reluctantly she got up and knocked on the door of the pilot.
"Everybody should remain seated during the duration of the flight," Amy said.
"Well you see the thing is I really need the bathroom," Jill said as she pressed her knees together.
"Yeah these planes are short duration flights only meant for a couple of people, so these planes tend not to have bathrooms," Amy said shaking her head.
"Not have bathrooms, how can you not have a bathroom on a plane, what do you do if you have to go to the bathroom?"
Amy laughed. "Well I always make sure to go to the bathroom before I get on the plane if possible and watch my liquid intake. But don't worry it should be a short flight, we will probably be there in an hour or two."
"An hour or two, but I'm bursting already!" Jill said as she crossed her legs.
"I've been there, but you'll just have to hold tight, sometimes the guys on the plane just pee in a bottle," Amy said as she laughed and smiled.
"I can't pee in a bottle, even if I wasn't wearing all of this winter clothing there's no way I could pee in a bottle without peeing all over myself and without the guys getting a good look at me," Jill said as she grabbed herself.
"Well then I guess you'll just have to hold on."
Jill gritted her teeth, the prospect of another hour or two in the air without a bathroom was certainly not what she was anticipating.
"I guess I better return to my seat," she said as she reluctantly went back and buckled herself up.
"What's the matter Jill?" Neil said.
"The plane doesn't have a bathroom," Jill said as she sat with her legs crossed.
"Well hey we should be at our destination in an hour or two," Randall said.
"See we should have stopped for the bathroom, you said that there would be bathrooms on the plane, liar," Jill said.
"I thought there would be, I've never been on a small chartered flight like this before so sue me," Randall said.
"I wish I could, can you sue for a lack of bathrooms?" Jill said.
"You and your bathrooms," Neil said. "I told you you shouldn't have drank so much before we got on the flight."
"You guys were all drinking plenty," Jill said tapping her foot impatiently. "And you all got to go to the bathroom before we got on the flight."
"It's a good thing too, I kind of almost need to go again myself," Jordan said as he sat back in his seat looking still relatively comfortable as Jill found herself crossing and uncrossing her legs frantically.
"Just sit back and enjoy the view," Randall said as Jill started looking out the window but all she could see were lots of clouds and a little bit of mountains beneath them.
The plane really was rather claustrophobic. She should have known when she saw the size of the plane that there probably wouldn't have been enough room for a bathroom, but she had never been on one of the small private chartered flights before.
After about a half hour the plane began experiencing some turbulence, rocking it back and forth and making it more difficult for Jill to sit completely still.
"Folks we are experiencing some minor turbulence, but please just stay seated," Amy said over the intercom.
Jill started wondering if Amy had to go to the bathroom, in fact she was secretly wishing that Amy had to go to the bathroom, because misery loves company.
She tried her best not to think about it but she found herself tapping her fingers nervously on the window and crossing her legs tightly. She tried shifting around in her seat but it was very difficult to get comfortable with such an obviously full bladder. She really wished that she hadn't drank so much before she got on the plane, she should have known there wouldn't have been time enough for a bathroom break, should have known that the plane might not have bathrooms.
"I hate to admit it but now I'm starting to need to piss as well," Jordan said.
"Well I guess you'll have to hold it then," Jill said sticking out her tongue.
"Yeah I could definitely go to drain the lizard," Randall said. "We all went to the bathroom before we got on the plane but we really did drink a lot didn't we?"
For a moment Jill was briefly satisfied to know that at least all of the guys were in a similar predicament to her, even though she felt that hers was worse because she didn't get to go to the bathroom before the flight the way they did. They had gone at least an hour ago, she had been holding it for at least three or four hours now.
"Well cheers to that," Neil said as he quickly took out his sports drink and finished drinking the whole thing.
"If you have to go to the bathroom I don't think that drinking that sports drink is going to make things better," Jill said as she tried to shift around in her seat to get more comfortable but found it didn't matter what position she found herself in, it didn't change the fact that her bladder was extremely full.
"I was finishing up the sports drink so that I could pee in the bottle," Neil said. "I'm about to join the mile high urination club!"
All of the guys began laughing.
"Gross, you guys are pigs," Jill said trying not to think about the prospect of the fact that Neil was about to fill that bottle full of hot piss.
"Hey when you gotta go you gotta go," Neil said as he started reaching for his pants.
"Whoa, you aren't going to do this right here are you," Jill said wanting to get up to stop him except she felt that getting up would probably just put more pressure on her bladder.
"Well nobody says that you have to look," Neil said with a snicker and smirk.
"I don't want to look but if I did look would that keep you from being able to go," Jill said.
"No," Neil said looking rather awkward.
"I think maybe somebody is pee shy," Jordan said laughing.
"Yeah I didn't think you guys were going to pee with a lady around," Jill said as she placed her hands on her knees and pressed them tightly together.
"I don't see a lady here, just you," Randall said as they all laughed and Jill stuck out her tongue.
"I seriously have to go, so ready or not here it comes," Neil said as he sort of turned around with his back towards them, and in a moment they heard the loud noise of Neil urinating into the bottle.
Jill tried to focus on something else so that she wouldn't hear the sound of the urine entering the bottle but it was a very loud echoing noise, hitting the plastic like that, and she found that she couldn't ignore it and it was making her extremely antsy.
"Look I don't want to pee in a plane with a woman around either but after hearing that I am ready to explode," Jordan said as he finished up his sports drink, turned around and began filling up his bottle.
Jill put her fingers in her mouth and began biting down on them. This was absolute torture. She didn't really think that the guys were actually going to pee in that tight confined space with her like that, but she should have known that they didn't quite have as many inhibitions as she did. It must have been rather nice to be able to just pee into a bottle in such a neat and orderly fashion like that.
"You guys are gross," Jill said as she looked over at Randall.
"I don't have to go that badly," Randall said and Jill was glad that at least somebody else had to go to the bathroom.
"Are you sure," Neil said as he and Jordan started shaking up their bottles of urine.
"Okay now that is really gross," Jill said as she pressed her legs tightly together and crossed them and try to resist the urge to grab herself, but seeing those bottles full of urine right in front of her like that was making her practically ready to scream.
"What's the matter Jill, you don't like seeing the bottle full of piss," Jordan said shaking it at her.
"Jesus Christ stop," Jill said as she stomped her feet in frustration.
"Hey guys I think that Jill's getting a little bit uncomfortable," Randall said with a snort.
"I've been uncomfortable the whole damn flight," Jill said tightly crossing her legs and trying to put her heel on her other heel to try and take some pressure off. "How much longer until we get to our destination?"
"Probably another 45 minutes to an hour," Neil said looking at his watch.
"Dammit," Jill said biting down on her lip as the plane began shaking a little bit.
"Folks we are experiencing some turbulence, so we would ask you to remain seated right now and to make sure that those bottles are secure," Amy said as she laughed as she must have known what was going on back there.
"I guess Amy has been on some flights with guys like us before," Neil and Jordan said as they clinked their bottles of urine together before dropping them on the floor and they rolled and came to a stop when they hit Jill's feet.
"Gross," Jill said as she used her foot to flick the bottles back in their direction. She couldn't believe that she was sitting there in a plane with her legs tightly crossed as bottles full of urine were rolling around on the floor.
She couldn't remember the last time she needed a bathroom this badly, and the turbulent flight certainly wasn't helping matters at all. Another 15 minutes passed and it seemed as though they had entered some type of time warp where time was going at a super slow pace.
"Anyone want something to drink," Neil said as he started shaking up his bottle of pee and laughing.
"Okay I can't take it anymore," Randall said as he finished drinking his sports bottle before turning his back to the rest of them and beginning to pee in it. Much to Jill's excruciating horror he was the loudest of all, and he seemed to be stopping and starting every couple of minutes in spurts. "Holy crap I don't think that this can hold all of it," Randall said as his bottle began spilling on the floor.
"Gross gross gross gross gross," Jill said saying a silent vow to herself that she would never get on another plane with guys like them until she had personally examined it to make sure that there was a bathroom on board.
The rest of the flight seemed as though it were going in increasingly slow-motion, which once again brought back to that theory that Jill had that they had entered a time warp where everything was slowing down. The fact that she was sitting there with urine on the floor and bottles of urine rolling around the plane was making her practically ready to scream.
"You know I still think I have to piss," Randall said. "I don't think I got all of it out."
"I didn't get any of it out," Jill said as she crossed her arms and crossed and uncrossed her legs and began pouting.
"Well we do have one empty bottle left if you want," Neil said holding up an empty sports bottle and offering it to Jill.
"You wish," Jill said not even sure how she would be able to use a bottle like that without peeing all over herself, especially with the turbulence and all of her winter clothing on.
"Well if you're not," Randall said as he grabbed the empty sports bottle and began going again.
"Jesus Christ you have to be freaking kidding me," Jill said as she closed her eyes and began humming to herself.
"Everybody buckle up we are going to be landing soon," Amy announced over the intercom.
"Finally!" Jill shouted digging her fingers into the fabric of her seat.
A few minutes later the plane came to a sudden stop.
"Now everybody get off of the plane in an orderly manner," Amy said as Jill practically threw off her seatbelt and was dancing at the exit to the plane as the guys got off before her.
"Jesus Christ where's the freaking bathroom!" Jill shouted as the guys all started going towards the men's room.
Jill stood in front of the ladies room which seemed to be occupied at the moment as Amy came up behind her.
"How do you deal with all of these flights without bathrooms," Jill said as she stood there holding herself and dancing in place.
"You know sometimes I've been tempted to use the bottle myself, if only it were easy to do that while piloting a plane in turbulent air," Amy said as Jill noticed that she was pressing her legs tightly together and gritting her teeth tightly. "I haven't gotten to go to the bathroom all day, these stops are extremely brief you know, and sometimes I have to get right back on the plane without even getting a pee break."
"I see," Jill said as she stood there with her legs trembling and biting her lip as she could see a look of true agony on Amy's face. As the door to the ladies room opened and she saw Amy practically in tears Jill bit down on her lip. "Go ahead, you need it more!"
"Thank you," Amy said briefly hugging Jill before running into the bathroom and slamming the door shut and letting loose with some of the loudest pissing that Jill had ever heard as Amy moaned with relief.
Jill stood there, legs still tightly crossed, patiently waiting and whistling to herself as Amy finished peeing but wasn't coming out of the bathroom. Jill stood there impatiently looking at her watch and standing on her tip toes before finally Amy came out with a look of extreme satisfaction on her face.
"Wow I had to go!" Amy said as Jill was about to run into the bathroom before Amy stopped her. "Which is why I feel so guilty over the fact that I totally used up the last of the water, as these toilets only have a limited amount of flushes every day."
"Look I'm not picky right now," Jill said before Amy stopped her again and shook her head.
"Sorry, it's totally against protocol, but don't worry there's another bathroom over there," Amy said as she pointed off far into the distance. "But thanks for letting me go first, you really are a lifesaver."
Jill was about to use the toilet in spite of the fact that she knew that it wouldn't flush before the guys came back.
"Come on Jill, we have to get on the next plane, there's no time," Randall said as he began pulling her towards the plane.
"Wait," Jill said with her knees pressed tightly together as she grabbed an empty bottle. "I'll be back in a few minutes."
As the guys were laughing they probably shouldn't have been as they didn't even have any idea just exactly where Jill was planning to stick that bottle once it was full! |
Rouxls Are Rules
This takes place in chapter 2 and follows Ralsei.
"Well Kris, we're going to have to travel through the basement to reach Queen." Explained Ralsei.
Kris silently nodded.
"It should be easy, basements don't normally have that much in th-. Is that a giant lake of acid!?" Ralsei was taken aback by the sheer size of it.
A nearby monitor roared to life. "Oh you mean the free pool?" Asked Queen. "You will learn to love it like family."
"Why do you have this?" Ralsei asked back, not just confused why it was here, but how it was this big.
"It is my mansions energy source and fun to drink." Replied Queen in her usual cheerful behavior. "Also bye ha ha ha."
Ralsei just kind of stood there. Clearly confused about the conversation that just took place. Kris stared silently at the deactivated monitor.
"How are we supposed to pass this?" Ralsei gazes over to Kris who is already sitting in a swan boat. "I suppose that works. Haha." Ralsei laughed to himself about the absurdity of the current situation.
As Ralsei pushes off the boat he jumps in before any acid can get on his cloak.
"Seems like it's going to be a long ride, do you have anything to drink?" Asked Ralsei.
Kris placed several objects they retrieved from their pockets. Consisting of a Butler Juice and a Ralsei tea.
"You got tea of me?" Ralsei felt embarrassed, "I guess I'll take that one. Thanks." Ralsei motioned for the tea, which Kris handed to him.
Ralsei took his first sip, a fluffy sensation filled his throat, before a sweet taste revealed itself from the drink. He drank the rest of it quickly.
"Who knew my tea would taste good?" Ralsei was then surprised when his throat started to burn. "Hot! Hot! Burning! Ahh!" Ralsei grabbed the Butler Juice before Kris could put it back in their massive pockets. He gulped it down.
"Ugh, why was it spicy? I'm not spicy. I'm mild!" Ralsei said with his burnt tongue out. "This is just like when that ad kept trying to give me a gun. Why would I want a gun?"
Kris sat silently.
"It's nice that I can talk to you Kris, I had no one to talk to until you came along. You just listen to me, it's like I can just pour myself out to you and your opinion of me won't change." Ralsei smiled.
"We interrupt this touching moment for a special message!" The monitor nearby flickered on. "Kris get the Banana." Queen somehow said for the second time today.
"Kr... Kris isn't going to do what you say!" Ralsei motioned to the open path.
Despite their silence Kris appeared to think for a moment before steering the swan to the path with the banana.
"Th-That's okay, it's good for you!" Ralsei tried to twist it to him agreeing with Kris.
"O-oh! We're coming up on a tunnel!" Ralsei gazed ahead.
Despite Ralsei assuming they were close, the fact that the boat they commandeered had no power meant the only forward momentum they got came from the acid lakes natural current. It took almost an hour for them to reach the tunnel.
By then Ralsei started to notice a feeling in his nether regions. He shouldn't have drank all that, he thought to himself. Ralsei sought to distract himself through conversation.
"Are you enjoying the ride Kris?" Kris turned to Ralsei silently.
"R-right."
Ralsei thought to refocus on himself. He sat down at the back of the boat and gazed into the acid as a quick reprieve from his own thoughts.
Suddenly the boat came to a crashing halt, throwing both Ralsei and Kris forward. This unexpected motion caused a jolt to his ball of urine and only through a quick grab did he prevent anything from coming out.
"Are you okay Kris?" Ralsei asked before he realized he was still holding himself. He pretended to wipe off his leg before sticking his hand to his side with a nervous smile. He tried to distract Kris.
"O-oh! The island we crashed into has a bunch of houses on it! I wonder what would happen if we changed their color?" Ralsei deflected Kris quite well, as they turned towards the island. Suddenly a voice interrupted them.
"Ge hahahaha... Thoust Worms reallyst thoughtst..." The voice paused for dramatic effect. "Thoust had seeneth the lastest of me?"
A beam of light came out of the ceiling before Rouxls fell out of the hole and broke the spotlight.
"God Dammiteth!" Rouxls picked himself up off the ships deck. "Noeth matter! Chips Ahoyeth, Landlubbers!" Rouxls greeted with while drawing his sword. "Arrrrr-t thou ready-eth to visiteth Davith Jones' Lockere?"
"Could... Could you not speak with more then one accent?" Ralsei crossed his legs.
"Yeahth, alright." He replied. "Waite! Thou areth trying to distracteth me from mine mission!"
"What? No!" Ralsei began to explain but,
"I must conquere this islande and defeast thou! Then, giftingeth her a succulent island presente, the beautious Queene shall reward me by makingeth me her Left-Hand-Man!" Rouxls exclaimed excitedly.
"Hahaha! Me! The Ultimate Minion!" Rouxls raised his sword in the air. "Now, beholdeth! The forme of thoun destroyere!" Rouxls once again paused for dramatic effect. "Whatevereth this thing is!" The fake ship fell away to reveal the Thrash Machine.
"Th... This again!?" Ralsei squirmed, knowing a battle was about to begin.
"Haha! Squirming with jealousy at my battle Caravane!?" Rouxls noticed the squirming, but not the right context.
"Tis an-"
"Can you just start the battle!?" Ralsei was getting impatient due to growing pressure.
"Buteth my speech." Rouxls started. Ralsei glared at him. "Fineth." Rouxls said as battle commenced.
Ralsei's normal battle stance was not possible so he opted for a legs crossed approach.
"The Rouxls (pronounced rules) art simple! Conquer houses! Whoevereth has the most, winst!" Rouxls explained off a rules card he had taped to his hat.
He then took two houses before dragging Ralsei into his first attack. A cannon thrust itself out of a split in Rouxls sword and fired at him. With Ralsei narrowly dodging dry.
Ralsei clamped down on his penis, gripping it tightly with both hands to avoid even the slightest leak. He whimpered before being tossed back on the boat.
"Aha! Holding thou gut in fear of nausea causedeth by mine attacks? Thine would haveth to do better then that to beateth the great Rouxls Kaard!" Rouxls yelled over his own battle theme that was playing on a speaker he tied to the Thrash Machine.
Kris told Ralsei to distract Rouxls.
"Uhh! L-look! Queen's behind you!" Ralsei pointed before quickly returning his hand firmly into his crotch.
"Is thou serious? Where art thou Queene! Haveth you come to watch thine battle?" Rouxls looked around causing him to forget to play his houses this turn.
Kris took two more houses before Rouxls realized what was going on.
"Thou distracted me! Youeth just made a terrible mistake youeth did! Now falleth to thine power of this godeth of battle!" Rouxls sent out the Thrash Machine for his next attack which this time targeted Kris.
As Kris dodged the Thrash Machine Ralsei took the reprieve from battle as a chance to collect himself, and hold without needing to dodge. You can do it Ralsei, he thought to himself. This battle won't last that long, we're already winning!
"You Worms! You thinketh you can beateth me? I must conquer thine houses for Queene!" Rouxls acted bolder, drawing his sword for an attack on Ralsei and Kris at the same time.
While the Thrash Machine fired lasers at Kris, Rouxls used his sword as a lever in some sort of mechanism that began to drop boxes on Ralsei.
"Eep!" The boxes didn't do much damage but their impact caused Ralsei to leak into his cloak, as it was all one piece.
"What ineth the Helleth? Those were supposed to be bricks!" Rouxls stomped on the Thrash Machine causing it to fire a big laser and send Kris down.
Ralsei had to think of something! He needed to revive Kris but he would need to remove his hands to do so. So with his legs crossed as tight as possible he began the incantation, but as soon as the magic shot out of his body and into Kris Ralsei began to leak more.
"Waiteth, does thou have more houses then me? Cut the battle!" Rouxls yelled as combat ended.
"Oh thank you." Ralsei thanked Rouxls for ending the battle so he could finally get out of there.
"Ha! I haveth used but one percent of my power! Now face the true power of Rouxls Kaard!" Rouxls yelled as his body filled with energy. Before immediately turning everything below his head to stone.
"GOD" Rouxls flew from the Thrash Machine as it exploded.
"DAMMIT" as he fell into the back of the boat, jolting it just enough to rock but not enough to tip.
This massive shake did nothing to help Ralsei's full bladder. He doubled over, using all his strength to squeeze his penis into holding on for just a bit longer.
"Aww, does thine needeth to urinate?" Asked Rouxls, making fun of Ralsei.
"Sh-shut up! Please." Ralsei clamped down harder.
The boat began to move again without the island in the way but it wasn't getting anywhere anytime soon.
"I just need to m-make it to the end of the tunnel. There's bound to be a useable b-bathroom there." Ralsei told himself.
A new monitor turned on. "Bathrooms will be installed within 4 to 99999 business days." Queen said before the monitor flipped back off.
"No, I just have to hold it until we get back to castle town." Ralsei tried to explain it to himself logically. Despite their being nothing logical involved.
"Err, I waseth making fun of youeth before but thateth can't be healthy for thou." Cautioned Rouxls.
"I c-can do it." Ralsei kept telling himself he could as his state only got worse and worse. Even Kris seemed worried about Ralsei.
The boat continued to float along while Ralsei made unreasonable demands of his body and Rouxls tried to talk him down. "I knoweth what happened earlier but thine can't just make demand of thou bodyeth like that. Justeth go off the sideth of the boat or something. Pleaseth for your health." Rouxls kept trying to convince Ralsei but he just kept going.
"I am t-the prince of a kingdom! I c-can't just go off the side of the boat." Ralsei was just not having it. He had to go in a real toliet, he needed to.
Kris placed their hand on Ralsei shoulder, giving A nod to show they were fine with it.
"I-I can't Kris, I just can't. My body won't let me, if it doesn't get a real bathroom it just... Won't." Ralsei had his eyes closed and was saying this through gritted teeth at this point.
The monitor flicked back on. "Follow up to earlier announcement, we now have a bathroom. It is located on the third floor. Come and visit the opening ceremony! It only costs 25 D$ to use!" Said Queen before the monitor flicked back off.
Now Ralsei had a reasonable goal. As soon as the boat finally reached the end of the tunnel he bolted off while Kris dragged Rouxls behind them. No one could stand in the way of Ralsei as he made his way to his sweet release. A small glimmer after an especially dark tunnel.
After climbing up several sets of stairs his bladder was ready to burst. But his salvation lay in his view. "Queen's cool new toilet room. Only 25 D$"
Ralsei cried, the sight of this bathroom was beautiful in his eyes. He hobbled up to the door and inserted 25 D$ just as Kris got up the stairs with Rouxls. The door opened with a blinding light and... A empty room with a sign in the middle that said "toilet coming soon 3 to 99998 business days."
Ralsei fell to his knees, his hands still in his crotch and cried. Holding it for so long only to have the only relief he had ripped away from him at the last minute. His bladder ached to just release on the floor where he sat but he wouldn't let it. He just couldn't let it.
"Doesn'teth the Cyber City have a tolieteth?" Asked Rouxls.
"Y-yes! I'll g-go there!" Ralsei picked himself up off the ground, much to the dismay of his screaming bladder and hobbled back down the stairs with Kris and Rouxls in tow.
As the group got into the lobby they found Susie dozing off on one of the chairs. Hearing the commotion she perked up.
"Huh? Where the hell have you guys been? I've been here for like three hours at this point." Susie grunted out as she got up.
Ralsei didn't answer, he limped himself and the extra weight he was carrying out the door.
"You okay man? I can use my cool healing spell to fix you up!" Susie hurried to catch up with the group as they got out into the Cyber City. "Why is he here?"
"I'm noteth here out of myeth own volition! Thou worms stoleth me!" Rouxls yelled back as Kris dragged him. "Weth are finding thine a bathroometh!"
"You gotta pee? That's kind of funny, err you don't look that great." Despite Susie's teasing she was genuinely worried about Ralsei in his current state.
Every few steps Ralsei would have to stop to squeeze himself. He couldn't move much faster then a crawl. Susie sighed.
"It doesn't look like you can walk, I can umm, carry you if you want. Ill throw you over my shoulder, just don't piss on me right? Haha ha..." Susie let out a nervous laugh realizing what she just offered.
Ralsei couldn't talk, he just whimpered and nodded. Susie grabbed Ralsei, trying to be careful about touching his bladder which was visibly sticking out of the cloak and this point. And hoisted him over her shoulder.
"You'll be fine, I'll get you there." Susie didn't believe her own words but hoped that Ralsei would.
With Susie now the one in front the party could now move faster. Except when Ralsei made a noise, then she slowed down to make sure he was okay. Ralsei was barely holding on against the raging ocean in his bladder, only keeping the tap shut through his hands gripping his penis as tight as possible.
"Su-Susie?" Ralsei whispered, as he couldn't talk any louder.
"Yeah?" She replied, worried what he would say.
"I d-don't know if I can make it." He replied back with tears in his eyes.
Susie didn't know what to say back to make him feel better. Hoping he was wrong she kept walking.
Just then a weird looking Addison popped out of an alley they didn't notice. Startling Susie enough to almost drop Ralsei, making him leak a bit onto her shoulder.
"HEY! IF IT ISN'T A GROUP OF [MEDDLING KIDS]! ARE YOU READY TO BE A [BIG SHOT]! AND FOR THE LADY I HAVE [little] SHOTS IN STOCK!" Spamton flew out of the alley to shake Kris's hand.
"OH! IS YOUR [ANIMAL] FRIEND IN NEED OF AN [excrement removal device]?" Spamton tried to motion them into the alley he hopped out of.
"Y-you have a bathroom?" Ralsei was almost ready to give up hope.
"HOLY [CUNGADERO] YOU [LITTLE SPONGE] YOU GOTTA [go] BAD! BUT YOU'RE IN LUCK! FOR JUST [4.99 Kromer] YOU CAN USE SPAMTON'S [cool toilet room]!" He grabbed Kris by the hand and pulled them into the alley, while Susie walked in after.
"So where the hell is the bathroom?" Susie asked, annoyed.
"AHH! DON'T WORRY YOUR [URINE HOLDER]! IT'S JUST OVER HERE!" He flicked a switch which turned on a dim light.
The light illuminated a door with a crappy sign that said "Spamton G Spamton's cool toilet room and Kromer collector LLC"
"Youeth have a LLC on a bathroometh?" Asked Rouxls, reminding everyone that he's still here.
"YES! AND IT STANDS FOR LIQUID LOO [camping]! A [BIG SHOT] NAME IF I DO SAY SO MYSELF!" Spamton continued his salesman shtick.
"J-just let me in there! P-please." Ralsei bladder was finally close to relief as Susie put him down.
"AND IT'S ALL YOURS! JUST [insert Kromer]." Spamton kicked the wall making a little ticket taker come out before shuffling off to find another customer.
Kris inserted their Kromer and the door opened. A mostly empty room with a dirty toilet in the back corner.
Ralsei's eyes widened, the goal he had been waiting for. And now with relief in his view he stepped into the bathroom. Walking slowly and deliberately to avoid any more leaks, he got to the toilet.
He pulled up his cloak, sat down with tears in his eyes. And went, A torrential downpour the likes of which no Darkner had even seen. The pour of yellow liquid out of his body was deafening. He had a waterfall inside of him that had just been released.
After minutes of endless pee, he started to slow down, and after another minute, he finally stopped. Letting out a sigh of relief, he picked up a paper towel off the floor to dry the damp part of his cloak off and left the bathroom.
Outside Susie smiled to see him in a better mood. "Seems like someone's doing better now aren't they."
"Yeah greateth greateth. Can someone please fixeth my statue form!?" Rouxls frowned.
"Later, we still need to beat Queen and rescue Noelle!" Ralsei beckons them forward.
"Oh crap Noelle!" Susie runs ahead to get back to the mansion as fast as possible. The group races to catch up to her and meet the queen in the final showdown.
The End! Hope you enjoyed my first attempt at male omorashi! Let me know if you like it. |
Recreation of a story from EasyHag years ago
The story was called bursting bus ride or something like that, I don’t know the original poster but this is a Re-master of the story.
I was waiting for the bus to my apartment one evening. While waiting, I struck up a conversation with the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She had straight blond hair, and very nice breasts and her figure was that of a supermodel. As we talked, I noticed she seemed to shift her stance. She was wearing a white tank top with horizontal blue stripes and a white short skirt. The bus was running about 15 minutes late. At one point she started bouncing and crossing her legs.
“Are you all right?” I asked.
“Yes, haha, I just really need to pee.” As she said this, she pressed a hand to her crotch.
“well, let’s hope the bus gets here soon!” I said, secretly hoping the bus would take longer so I could keep watching her desperate dance. After a while, during which she had bent to tie her shoe and I glimpsed that she had panties that matched her top, the bus arrived. Together we boarded the bus. The only seats available were next to each other at the very back.
She was ahead of me as we made our way down the aisle. On the way to the seats, something caused her to trip and fall down. I bent to help her up, but not before hearing a brief, hissing and seeing a small wet patch appear on her briefly exposed panties. We got to our seats and sat down. My stop was the last one on the route so I knew she would get off before me, but that didn’t stop me from enjoying seeing her squirm in the seat next to me, jiggling her legs as she crossed and uncrossed them.
We continued making small talk, though I couldn’t help but not be fully focused on her words. After a while, about 40 minutes into the ride, she gasped suddenly, put both hands under her skirt, and bent forward in the seat.
“Ohhhhh! I have to pee so bad, I really think I’m going to have an accident here!” My dick was already getting hard before this, now I had to shift so she couldn’t see it.
“When’s your stop?” I asked.
“Near the end of the route, I’m seriously not going to make it though”
She groaned in desperation, pressing her thighs together. I don’t know what came over me then, but I spoke up.
“I have an Idea that may spare you some humiliation. You can sit in my lap and if you do pee yourself, It’ll look like I had the accident and you’ll be spared the embarrassment.” Of course, at first I got a strange look from her, but then, she gasped and grabbed herself again from another wave of desperation.
“Are you sure? I normally would never consider this but I can’t hold it much longer!” I nodded my head.
Looking around, she quickly stood up and sat on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her waist to keep her from falling. She began squirming in my lap, and the sensation brought me to full staff. I could tell she felt it because she paused her squirming and looked at me over her shoulder. Rather than getting off my lap, she began grinding herself against it slowly and deliberately. After a while, she whispered. “I’m going to put a blanket over us, then, you can take it out if you want.” I nodded as she pulled a blanket and draped it over her lap and mine. She whispered “ok, hurry up before I burst!” I unzipped my pants and pulled my throbbing cock out. She closed her thighs around it and started rubbing against it. I could feel the spot where she’d leaked earlier, wet against my penis. I groaned softly as she did this. Occasionally she stopped grinding and squeezed her thighs tightly together, pressing herself against my dick to hold her pee in. After a while, she did this and I felt her leak!
“Fuck I’m about to pee, fuck.” Suddenly she reached under her skirt, her hand brushed against me as she pulled her panties to the side. I could feel her vagina against my shaft and a jet of pee hitting it. She whispered frantically “Take me! Please!” I nodded consent and she adjusted herself. I stifled my moan as best I could, feeling her warm, soft, wet, pussy slide around my cock. She started subtly bouncing up and down on it, her breathing was unsteady from desperation and pleasure. We kept at this for a while, and suddenly she gasped “fuuuuck” and I felt warm wetness surrounding my cock. She sighed and fully relaxed as she peed, causing the stream to flow full force, spraying down the sides of my penis which was still inside her. She suddenly continued bouncing up and down on me as the urine kept flowing out of her, finally the flow stopped. Neither of us had reached climax, but I looked around. And realized we were at my stop. “Hey, we’re at my stop, you must’ve missed yours.” I pulled out of her and zipped back up as she put her panties in place.
“Damnit” she exclaimed as she got off my lap. There was a huge wet spot on my pants now. As I stood up, i turned to her and asked
“How about you stay the night with me?” She opened her eyes wide and then nodded yes. She took my hand and we left the bus. When we got to my apartment, she immediately turned to me and started kissing me. We wasted no time in getting undressed and into bed.
Edited October 11, 2022 by writtingnow21
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Giang pulled a pair of large suitcases out of her front door, she wore her normal color of all white, a strapless lacy bra, a comically tight pair of volleyball shorts, lacy panties, a pair of thigh high stockings, and some high heels just for the extra suffering they brought. She completed her look with some white lipstick, mascara, eyeliner, and eye shadow. The set of white makeup was a gift from Ana, who ironically only ever wore black.
Giang’s obsession with white outfits and looks comes mostly from her deep desire to live somewhere where the snow piles high. Her dream was to live in a secluded house, doors blocked in with snow, with her partner who’s bathroom habits she could control with little sympathy, especially while ignoring her own. As a matter of a fact, in preparation for the trip, she has skipped her before-bed pee, and morning pee. She felt like she had to go somewhat, but it wasn’t urgent, and she planned on holding it the whole way to the Airbnb up north. She was going to take the 18 hour drive from her hometown to a nice little hilltop cottage in Maine. For company, she decided to bring Paige, who she chose because she also liked snow, but also because she knew that her bladder could be abused without her knowing any better.
Giang stepped back inside her apartment to grab a backpack, she threw it over her shoulder, locked her apartment door, and walked with the two suitcases down the hall towards the elevator. She pressed the button to go down, and the door soon opened. A lady in a very formal skirt suit and tie stood inside, looking down with disgust at the outfit Giang was wearing. As Giang pulled the suitcases inside, the lady packed herself tightly against the opposing corner, evidently offended by the sight of a skinny 4’11 Asian girl with pudgy thighs wearing so little fabric and so much makeup.
The elevator soon halted at the parking garage, where they were both headed. The business lady insisted Giang go first, as if to hide her malice. Giang lugged the suitcases out of the lift and towards the valet booth, a man in a red uniform stood there, fiddling on his phone. “Hi Miguel!” Giang cheered.
The man looked up from his phone, and over at Giang, who stood pigeon toed, a small grin on her face, waving at him. “Oh, hey Jan, leaving early this morning?” He inquired
“Yup, I’m taking that trip to Maine I keep talking about.”
Miguel pressed a button on his walkie-talkie, “Tony, D40.” He looked back at Giang. “So you won’t be in class this week?”
Giang looked blankly at Miguel. “Miguel, it’s break. What classes are you going to?”
Miguel laughed a little. “Sorry, I forgot.”
Miguel noticed what Giang was wearing, she was always wearing far too little clothing, or just something outright lewd, but the context of her going to a place like Maine wearing such an outfit was perplexing. She’d probably start freezing to death in New Jersey. He never commented on it, since Giang always pretended that what she was wearing was always fine and not revealing in the slightest. “So, what will you be doing up in Maine?”
“Enjoying the snow, drinking hot cocoa by the fire,” the mention of a drink made her bladder twinge, she pressed her thighs together for a second, letting them go soon after. “Pretending I don’t live in an urban hellhole.”
“Wouldn’t it be nice.”
Giang’s car pulled up, a recent model wagon.
Miguel looked at the car, then at Giang’s luggage, “Mind if I get that for you?” He offered.
Tony stepped out of the car, and walked back down the valet ramp. Giang let go of her suitcases, and smiled graciously. “Of course, thank you so much.”
She clicked over to the driver's door, and sat down. She closed the door and waited for the gate to open. Miguel closed the trunk, and walked back to his stand to push the button. Giang drove away slowly. The lady behind her looked over at Miguel. “You talk to that girl? She dresses like a whore.”
“Her apartment is twice the price of yours.”
Giang sat at a traffic light, she pressed a button on her steering wheel to give voice commands. “Call Paige.” She said, to which the car complied.
Paige answered her phone immediately. “Are you on your way?” She asked.
Giang nodded her head. Then immediately realized she couldn’t be seen. “Yes, I’ll be there soon.”
“Okay!” Paige replied, “Let me just finish breakfast, and I’ll be waiting outside.”
“Alright, see you soon”
“See ya.”
Giang hung up, and continued the drive to Paige’s apartment building. As she waited at a stop light, she pondered on the driving situation. It dawned upon her that she was about to spend a whole day driving a car with 14 centimeter stiletto heels that were a size too small for her. Immediately afterwards, it dawned upon her that she would have to wear these shoes all week, as she had specifically styled each outfit to match them, and not packed any other shoes. It’s not like it bothered her, though. She was quite satisfied knowing she would be in some form of constant pain, as a matter of fact, she found it a slight bit arousing.
Her mind eventually wandered towards her bladder, and she rested her left hand on her lower belly, hoping to feel something, but it was too early, her bladder had not swollen, bloated, or even hardened yet. As an alternative, she rested her middle finger on the gusset of her underwear, shoehorning it in between the panties and the crotch of her microshorts. Giang gave what could only be described as an evil, smug look at her belly while she reveled in the idea of her bladder being nauseatingly full later that day. Soon, Giang arrived at Paige’s place, she was standing outside, with her suitcase by her side.
Paige was wearing a dark rather oversized black turtleneck, it was knit very chunky, so if you looked closely, you could see her bare skin from in between the threads. Underneath, she wore a lace black bra, lacy black panties, a pair of elbow length black suede gloves, and a pair of pantyhose stockings, the reinforced part around her thighs was very visible, as her bleached denim short shorts didn’t do a very good job at covering anything below her buttocks. She had on a pair of knee high wedge heel boots, the wedge itself was very slim, so it was probably pretty taxing to stand or walk in them.
The strangest part of the whole outfit, however, was her face. She wore a wedding veil that obscured her eyes, but could still be seen through if you really squinted. She also had this strange suede face covering, it looked like a face mask from a distance, but upon closer inspection, seemed to contour the face, tightly wrapping itself into creases and crevices, her mouth and nostrils were the only exception.
Giang stopped the car on the side of the road, allowing Paige to get in. It looked even stranger up close, like someone had taken her face in photoshop and just completely blacked it out. “I know, curious style, right?”
Giang nodded, to which Paige responded with a giggle. “Ana put me on it, she calls it ‘the art of blindness’ or something. Some strange fashion concept where I have to live my daily life wearing this thing over my head. The suede thing folds out, so when I’m not looking at anything important…” Paige pulled the face covering over her eyes and forehead, blinding her completely. “…I'm not looking at all!~”
“It looks like the top bit of one of those full body color suits.”
“I thought so too at first. it’s surprisingly comfortable, though. Really premium fabric! Five stars, I’ll probably wear it every day.”
“You sound like a cult member, I’ll give it an hour before you fall down a flight of stairs.”
“She made me sign a form, I am fully responsible for any injury caused during my wearing of this mask.”
Giang rolled her eyes. “How are you supposed to like.. breathe? Or drink, or eat in that thing?
Paige held up a finger. “For one, suffocating is part of the form, so if I die of that, it’s also my fault...”
Giang rubbed her temples, astounded by the naivety of her closest friend.
“…it’s pretty hard to breathe, I really have to try. But like I said, the form’s there for a reason.” Paige held up a second finger. As for drinking, that’s pretty easy, as long as I don’t mind the mask getting wet. She recommended I only drink water so my mask doesn’t taste like a stale version of my last beverage, but you know I can’t live without my coffee, so I’ve snuck those in as meal replacements.”
“Meal replacements?!”
“Hold on! I’ll get to it.” Paige held up a third finger. “I can’t really eat.”
“Can’t really eat?”
“Sorry, no. I can’t eat. But it’s also on the form, so it’s also my fault if I starve to death.”
Giang facepalmed loudly. Paige heard the clap, but didn’t know what it came from, as she was blinded by the mask.
“I’ve been trying to find a way around it. I think soup may work, but I don’t want that staining the mask. I’ll figure it out eventually!~” she sang, almost as if she did not describe Ana trying to murder her through her fashion obsession.
“Well, you do you, maybe next time Ana will break all of your ribs trying to corset you down to thirty centimeters.”
Paige giggled, holding her fingers up to her mouth in an exaggerated fashion. Paige has been in some form of theater every year since elementary school, so she sometimes breaks the boundaries between acting & normality, exaggerating her movements, emotions, or expressions in a theater-like way. Giang found it endearing, and somewhat arousing when she did it while she had to pee, but Giang didn’t know whether or not Paige had relieved herself this morning. Now that she thought about it, the opportunities were endless. She could probably play into Paige’s optimism, allowing- no- encouraging her to stay blinded by the mask for the whole week, which meant she would be clueless as ever. If Paige did decide to unmask herself, Giang could always abuse her one second attention span to just keep her out of the bathroom, like canceling your sim’s action repeatedly when they try to autonomously go to the bathroom. Paige was certainly intelligent, charismatic, and attractive, but she was a mess in terms of time management, probably suffered from short term memory loss, and had no concept of personal priorities. If you asked her to go to the mall together while she was washing her dishes immediately after returning from the mall, you could probably hear the plate shatter over the phone as she drops it to walk out her front door. Giang was fully aware of this, and planned to use it to the fullest extent.
“Oh well, just let me know if we pass a Starbucks, I need my morning coffee before I pass out.” Mentioned Paige.
Bingo. “Got it.” Giang replied.
Giang now didn’t care if Paige had peed prior, knowing that her usual order was a trenta iced triple espresso, it was 31 ounces, almost a liter of triple caffeinated coffee. Giang knew for a fact that her bladder would be filling before they even hit a highway. Giang took a slight detour to reach her apartment before she hit the highway, since a Starbucks was right across the street from her building. She soon arrived at said place, only to look at Paige, who was sitting upright, hands resting calmly in between her knees in a distinctly feminine way. “Paige.”
“Hm?”
“We’re here.”
“Already? It's been twenty minutes, not twenty hours.”
“Starbucks.”
Paige fell silent, then jerked her hands up in surprise. “Oh! Okay, could you lead me in?”
“Just take the mask off, you’ll look ridiculous.”
“But I don't want to take it off!” Paige crossed her arms, and made the physical motion of a ‘Harumph!’
“I’ll… just say you're blind if anybody asks.”
Giang walked around the car. Just as she was about to open Paige’s door, it opened, the edge of it forcefully hitting her lower stomach, right where her bladder was. She winced and bit her lip, the pain in her bladder pulsating through her body for a few seconds. When she looked up, Paige emerged from the vehicle, maskless. “You were right, I’d probably make a fool of myself. And- Jan, are you okay?”
Giang nodded.
“-And im fucking starving. Plus my order changed, so I didn’t want you ordering for me.”
Paige proceeded to slam the car door, and take the most wildly long and masculine strides into the store. All to Giang’s confusion, who was still processing getting impaled by her own car door. Inside the store, which was basically empty because it was still too early for the urban rush, Paige stood at the counter, waiting for a barista to take her order. Giang walked in, rubbing the curved pink line that ran all the way from her Adonis belt to her collarbone. She had entered just in time to see the barista attend to Paige.
“Hi, welcome to Starbucks, what could I get you today?”
Paige wasted no time immediately responding, “Two sausage egg muffins, and a Trenta iced blonde vanilla latte, quad espresso, redeye.”
The barista was a little backed up with the sudden barrage of words, typing them into the cash register. Paige tipped 10%, and mashed her card in before she was told to. Giang had no idea what that wall of phrases meant, probably something stronger than her previous usual. She wasn’t a common coffee drinker, and her experience with mediocre coffee at the on-campus coffee shop kind of turned her off from it; she knew what she did want, though. Though she had skipped her pre-sleep pee, and not peed in the morning, she hadn’t had anything to drink since lunch yesterday either, so she needed something to really kick her bladder into overdrive when she sat on the road on cruise control for a whole day. When Paige finished ordering, Giang walked up, standing pigeon-toed, driving the toe-tip of her high heel into the ground side to side, head down to avoid eye contact with the barista. She figured looking exceedingly effeminate and shy would be a fun way to toy with the faceless people she’d only ever see once. She mumbled something inaudible.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t get that..” The confused barista replied.
Giang lifted her head, and made eye contact with the person behind the counter, she hoped the moment was more of a ‘background turns pink, flowers and bubbles float through the air’ moment. “A large raspberry iced tea.” she murmured, this time just audible enough for the employee to catch.
“Okay.” The employee responded, deadpanned.
Giang silently wallowed in her failure
“Name?”
“Jan.”
“Pay here.”
Giang tapped her phone against the card reader silently, and just walked away as soon as it approved the transaction. This Starbucks had a bunch of tall tables without any chairs, Giang made the educated guess that these were meant for standing, something she wanted to do to really focus on how her bladder felt. Through her 4 years experience of holding it until her bladder’s involuntary failure that she started in high school, she had learned how to think about her bladder without her mind exaggerating its actual fullness. She felt it with her mind, she could tell that it was filling very slowly, if at all, and that things probably wouldn’t start speeding up until she had her drink. She kept thinking back to the length of the upcoming drive, there was no way this drive would just be 18 hours. She was definitely bound to hit some sort of traffic on the east coast highways,especially in New Jersey or Washington DC. She felt aroused at the idea that she would be stuck in there with a full bladder for far longer than anticipated, but she failed to account for her passenger’s needs…
Giang looked over at Paige, who was looking at her phone, waiting for her coffee. Giang didn’t want Paige to ruin the seats in her brand new car by peeing on them, because at least Giang had enough strength, willpower, and lack of self-value to hold it even when she felt sick, dizzy, chilly, and flashed in and out of consciousness from how backed up her kidneys had gotten, she doubted that Paige could sit for traffic for a whole day while her urinary system was being damaged, though.
The coffee, food, and tea eventually came out, and were soon eaten. Giang and Paige returned to the car, and started driving. At the next traffic light Giang looked over at her passenger, who had put her mask back on. “You’re wearing it again?” Giang asked.
“I’ll wear it when I can. I don’t want to wear it in public, though.”
Giang shrugged, it was good enough for her. “So, what was that order of yours?”
“Glad you asked!~” Paige bubbled, “I’ve decided to embrace my inner caffeine junkie, so I just ordered the most caffeinated drink I could.”
“That doesn’t sound particularly healthy, you should probably watch how much you drink those.”
Paige nodded, “I thought so too, I guess I will. Still though, I got my jumpstart, so I’ll probably crash somewhat soon. Do you mind if I sleep?”
“I don’t mind.”
Some time passed, Paige waited, got hit by the crash, and moved her mask aside to let herself breathe in her sleep.Giang kept driving, feeling as her need slowly built up. It was at this point that she had a stroke of genius. She would stop at the nearest rest stop, and just sit there until Paige woke up, no matter how long Paige had slept, she could convince her that a very short amount of time and distance had passed. Giang continued down the highway until she saw a rest stop, and dropped right into it. She hopped out of her car and popped the trunk, looking for her backpack. When she unzipped it, she pulled out a bottle of water. She had packed it full of those to help make these seven days more torturous. She drank it with sips to assist her tea with filling her bladder, since she knew the tea alone probably wouldn’t fill her to capacity.
The slight wind chill outside made Giang’s bladder sting a little despite its relative emptiness. She pressed her thighs and knees together, and her stance got a little more pigeon-toed than it normally was. She shifted her weight side to side, occasionally side-stepping. Giang quickly realized that she was, in fact, visibly squirming from her need to pee, and the thought of this aroused her greatly. In an instant, her knees became so weak that she fell down into a squat, and her breath became shaky. She let out a slight whimper and bit her lip, squinting her eyes and looking around. She really hoped someone saw her in such a state, squirmy, and hopelessly aroused, wearing barely anything in such cold weather.
She just kept standing beside her car, squirming. After what felt like a while, she got back inside the car, the warmth of it made her bladder settle down. She pulled her phone out of her short’s waistband to check the time, and a significant amount had passed, almost a whole hour. Strange considering it barely felt like she was standing for long at all. She just sat in her seat, looking ahead. She had her hands on her thighs, tapping her white-polished fingers impatiently as a reaction to her bladder. She then realized what sitting at the rest stop for so long meant. Rush hour traffic was about to hit the highways. Giang immediately let out another sexual whimper, and grabbed her crotch out of anticipation, realizing she’d be stuck in her car for hours upon hours, waiting to move even half a mile while her bladder was bursting at the seams. She considered grabbing another water bottle, but she realized that she wanted to feel the suspenseful buildup to such a kidney-clogging level of desperation.
She looked over at Paige, who was fast asleep with her mask still over her eyes. Giang considered staying in the truck stop for longer, but realized that traffic would probably dissipate if she stayed too long, so she pulled her car out and to the on-ramp, fully prepared to just wait. |
THIS PART DELVES INTO SOME OF THE UNHEALTHY PARTS OF HOLDING, READ AT YOUR OWN WILL.
Giang hunched forward, gripping the steering wheel weakly as she cruised down the highway. She had a stressed grimace on her face, it complemented her nicely. She had sat in the car for 20 hours, all without letting herself leave for anything. Her only gas stop was in New Jersey, and she couldn’t pump her own gas there. She had managed to keep Paige out of the restrooms for decently long between stops, conveniently missing plenty, and having to put up with heaps of complaining. Giang’s current situation was not ideal, but she liked it that way.
Giang’s bladder spilled out of her stomach, stiff as a bowling ball, and just as big. It pressed into her thighs when she leaned forward. Her back stung, and her kidneys ached of fullness. Her whole bladder and it’s contents felt boiling hot, and she was sweating despite the chill of the frozen air. What she was doing was most likely not healthy, but she didn’t care. She only became more aroused the more pained or in danger she became, a bit of a toxic trait of hers. The house was just a couple minutes away, and Giang was seriously starting to question if she was too desperate to drive.
The last time Paige was let out to pee was around 8 hours ago, and her need had grown quite significantly since then. She removed her mask a while back too, she thought it was unnecessary. She sat in the passenger seat, legs double crossed and bouncing while she tapped away on her phone. Giang couldn’t see what she was writing, but Paige was talking to some friends on social media, complaining to them about how she was on a car ride, and thought that she was about to wet herself.
Giang watched as the house came into view, and pulled into the driveway. Her whole body was pulsing with pain, knowing that it could be relieved of her clogged up urinary system in just a matter of seconds, just by sitting down and peeing. Giang held back tears from how much it hurt. She needed to keep herself away from the toilet, ignore her need, and focus on enjoying her vacation. “Hey, Jan?” Paige asked.
Giang looked over, her awful expression was ever-so visible. “Do you need something?” She breathily asked, her voice weak and stressed from just how much strength she was putting into her sphincter.
“Could you point me to the bathroom when we get inside?” She giggled, and grabbed her crotch. “I have to pee so badly.”
Giang’s desperation was beginning to mess with her to the point that she started to get sloppy. “Sure.. can you wait until after I go, though? I also want to show you around the house.”
Paige nodded, and opened the car door, Giang opened hers too. A wave of below zero air washed over them both, and Giang nearly fell to her knees, weakened by the freezing. A gust of wind pelted them both with snow, the 2 AM weather was harsh, something Giang knew she would enjoy greatly. She forced herself to stand, and shakily hobbled over to the front door of the house. Over 30 hours and a gallon of urine waited inside her, trying to escape at every waking moment. She refused to let go, purely to make herself suffer longer. Her hands shook violently as she attempted to unlock the door, whether it was from her nervous system being overloaded from the pain of her internal organs, or the pain of the frostbite inducing air pelting her with snowflakes was up for determination.
Giang eventually opened the door, and slowly stepped inside. She decided to greatly slow her movements, as her recent disturbance of her bladder from standing up had started to make her feel nauseous. She turned her head to look at Paige, who was hopping in place with desperation with her legs crossed closely behind her. Giang reflected on her current situation, she sighed. “Paige, you can explore the house on your own. I’m going to be in the bathroom, but I won’t use it yet, so you have to wait until later.”
Paige was not confused by this logic at all, the way she saw it, until Giang had used the bathroom to relieve herself, and let Paige know that she could use it, she would be unable to go. It did bother her that she would have to hold it, but she didn’t mind waiting for Giang to go first. “Okay.” She said, her voice shaking with every bounce. “I’ll make myself at home. Do you want me to get the bags?”
“Yes, Thank you, that’s kind of you.” Giang wheezed out.
Paige turned around, and started hobbling desperately back to the front door when Giang stopped her. “Wait, Paige, come back.” She said.
Paige immediately walked back to Giang, slowed by her desperation. Giang had come to the realization that Paige had not taken the opportunity to use the bathroom when Giang said she wouldn’t go, instead opting to explore the house casually, and get the bags, a rather strenuous task to do with a full bladder. Giang had figured that if she was clueless enough to agree to that, she would probably be clueless enough to do what Giang was about to ask her to do. “Paige, can I have your sweater for a minute?” She asked.
Like clockwork, Paige removed her sweater, and held it out towards Giang. Giang took it, and looked Paige in her eyes. “Can I see your pants too?”
Paige unbuttoned her shorts, and slid them down her stocking-lined legs. She held them out to Giang, as if she did not just strip down in front of her. “Thanks, you can get the bags now.”
Just like that, Paige walked out the front door, wearing a lacy bra, lacy panties, stockings, high heeled boots, and a pair of suede gloves, right into the windy, snowy front yard in the negatives.
Giang slowly hobbled into the bathroom, her bladder kept pulsing, almost beating like her heart pumping pain through her body. She was mere feet away from the toilet. Giang instead looked in the bathroom closet for something she saw in the Airbnb listing photos. It took her a minute, and just when she thought she couldn’t find it, she did. It was a bathroom scale. See; Every time Giang peed, she would strip, and measure her weight. She would try to stay as close as she could to 90 pounds to have a flat weight to scale off of. Giang slowly removed all of her clothes, being careful to avoid leaking, since she was trying not to break the seal. She inhaled with anticipation, wondering just how much of her body was made up of urine. Ever so slowly, she stepped on the scale. She waited for it to calculate…
98.4 Pounds.
She immediately became incredibly weak with pure arousal, she began to cry softly at the pain, it was too much for her to bear. Her frail, tiny body was filled with too much pee, and it was starting to hurt and sicken her a little too much for her to keep her emotions together. She hobbled back to her pile of clothes on the floor, and picked up her phone. She hobbled over to a mirror, and began taking pictures of her bladder, both in the mirror, and with the selfie camera. It looked grotesque. It was disproportionately massive compared to her minuscule frame, and it had a bright pink sheen on it. When she felt it, it was like a perfectly solid object, even her skin was stretched thin to the point where it had no more give. She looked at herself, her face was ghostly pale from her nausea, and her eyes looked glazed over. Her face was stuck in a worried look, like she was anticipating herself vomiting.
This was no problem to her. Giang thought everything she saw was stunningly beautiful, and she had already promised herself to never let go so she’d look like this forever. She was becoming so incredibly intoxicated from her mind's primal desire to just let go, especially for the sake of not dying from a bladder rupture, that all she wanted to do was work against it.
Giang slowly put all of her clothes back on, and took a step every minute out of the bathroom, shaking intensely from her nervous system overloading. When she arrived at the kitchen, she found Paige there. Potty dancing around the kitchen as she waited for Giang to return. “Jan, can you please hurry up?…”
Giang looked up, this movement proved to be too much for her bladder to handle, and despite her best efforts, a single drop escaped into her underwear. “…I gotta go super bad.”
A solid beam of urine shot out of Giang’s pants, at first, it hit the ground, but she quickly closed her thighs, letting it soak fully through her stockings. Giang fell to the ground, but no matter how long she peed, the force of her pee never weakened. It just kept going for what felt like minutes, as the puddle grew large enough to hit Paige’s shoes, then large enough to cover the entire kitchen floor. When her urine eventually did subside, Giang began to cry. Her only goal had just been failed, and her urinary system was no longer in danger. She slowly fell to the ground, still weeping. Paige walked over to her, and slowly stroked her hair. “Jan, would you like me to clean this up?”
Giang nodded weakly. “Yes..”
“I know you didn’t pee in the bathroom, so if it helps, I’ll keep waiting for your convenience.”
Giang nodded again before curling up into a ball. She kept silently weeping over her accident for a short while. When she eventually got over it, she got up to look at Paige, who was still mopping the massive puddle. She was potty dancing spectacularly, with little streams of urine running down her tights, and a sizable lump in her lower abdomen. Giang slowly walked over to Paige, and just watched as she kept mopping, knowing what would inevitably happen in just a matter of seconds. |
Two girls decided to learn together for a difficult exam.
They wanted to do that after school at one girls home. Late afternoon they went by bus to that girl. There was no free seat in the bus so that the they had to stand.
One of the girls was standing with her legs tight crossed.
“Do you need to go to the toilet?“ asked the other girl.
“Oh yes, i would “ was the short answer.
“And why did you not go before leaving the school?“
“Because of you.“ she answered.
„Why because of me, what have i to do with your full bladder?“ she wanted to know.
“I watch you since a long time and i noticed that you NEVER go to the toilet at school and that turns me on so much.
Your bladder must be very full every day when you leave and your urge to wee must be very strong after holding it for so long, but you never use the loo.
I don’t know why, but that is so exciting and arousing for me that you hold it day by day until you are at home and that was the reason for me that i did not go to day, i wanted to be at the same level as you, i wanted to to feel the same urge as you when we arrive at your home. answered the girl.
“ I am doing that since years, because i like that feeling of a full bladder and it turns me on by myself, needing to pee but don’t go and by the way, it turns me on too to know that you have not been all day long and that you are needing to wee, how it seems you would need it pretty bad.“ said the little bit taller and a little bit more curvy girl.
The slim girl was standing with her slender legs tight crossed and was rubbing her knees more and more together.
“Is it that bad?“ asked the curvy with relish.
“Oh yea it is, but it feels good. I usually go least once or twice in the school.
My bladder is now really, really full, it’s getting very urgent, i think i have to use your toilet as soon as we arrive at your home.“she answered.
The „holding girl „did like the situation and she did know very well that she will do all she could do to prevent the thin girl from using her toilet.
There was nobody at home and so they went straight in the girls sleeping room.
The skinny pressed her hands between her slim thighs, crossed her legs and blended over.
“Please show me your bathroom before i wet my panties.“ said the desperate girl and asked „how can you endure that every day? You must be full to burst as well ?!?“
“ You can endure that too, you just have to try it and you will see that gives you a lot of pleasure and maybe it brings for us two a lot of pleasure and joy.“ was the answer and made the slim girl sitting on her bed.
She grabbed with one hand under her short skirt and was sliding on the slim thigh up to the panties. „ Are your panties still dry?“ she asked and pressed the fabric of the panties in the girls slit.
„But they will not stay dry if we you don’t show me your bathroom very soon.I need to wee really bad, i can’t hold it much longer.“answered the skinny.
“Sure you can hold it much longer and no i don’t show you my bathroom and no, you will not pee now!“ said the curvy.
Both girls were very full and both girls were very horny.
They were lying on the bed and stripped each other until they were totally naked.
„You are really pretty full down there.“ said the taller girl and pressed on the thin girls bulging bladder. „Tell me since how long do you need to go? How does it feel? Is it bad? Does it hurt you?“she wanted to know.
“I need to wee since before noon, at noon i usually go to the toilet, but i did not go to day and now i have to pee really, really bad and if you further push on my bladder i‘ll wet your bed.
But your belly is more swollen than my, you must need to pee very bad as well!? How long do you need to go.“asked the skinny.
“Oh yes i need to wee very bad too, i need to go since i waked up in the morning.“ she answered.
“But i mean since when did you need to go again after your morning pee“ she wanted to know.
“I did not have a morning pee, i did not go to the bathroom this morning, i did not wee since yesterday evening, i wanted to be super full for our meeting this afternoon and if i am totally honest, i wanted to make you super full too, i wanted to see you desperate and i wanted to make you hold.
I indent to make you drink and then prevent you from going to the toilet, but now i am so absolutely happy that you did not wee for you own all day, that your bladder is full and that you need to wee so bad.“answered the curvy and pressed hard on the skinny girls thin belly, exactly on her swollen bladder what was bulging visible out between her pregnant hipbones and up to her navel.
The skinny let her do it, she is moaning and trembling from needing to wee so bad and from getting her overfilled bladder so much tortured.
Harder and harder pressed the curvy girl in the abdomen and on the firm bladder of the slim girl until she said „more can i really not endure, if you press more harder i will piss your bed totally wet.“
„ To think that you did not wee since yesterday evening and to feel how hard and how full your bladder is, turns me totally on.“ she completed and push hard on the bladder bulge from the curvy, so hard that she was grabbed for air and started groaning.
“You naughty girl likes to torture me and my poor hurting bladder, that must get punished!“ said the curvy and pushed deep in her belly and said that she has to drink a extra large glass of water for punishment.
“I love it so much to do what we are doing, but if you make me drink, we have to stop it because i will then not be able to hold it any longer, my bladder will not be able to hold more wee inside.“said the skinny.
“ You can hold it, you can hold more than you think, much more.
We are here to learn together and that is it what we are doing, i will teach you how to hold your pee, i will be a good teacher, you know am holding my bladder since yesterday evening, i know what i am talk about.“ answered the curvy and brought her a glass of water.
The skinny was a good pupil and did drink it.
The two girls caressed each other, they kissed and they had their own fingers deep inside of the pussy from the other girl.
Both girls had sex before with boys, but it was for both the first time to have sex with another girl and they were nearly in the heaven of lust.
They forgot for a short time their bursting full bladders, or maybe their unbelievable strong pee urge increased their lust and was a part of their good sex.
Half an hour later the skinny said that she can’t anymore, she can’t endure it any longer and said that she has to go to the toilet before she will piss in the bed.
Her bladder was grown out from her super slim belly and became hard as a stone.
“ Oh no you don’t go to the toilet, you can hold it, you have to hold it, i don’t let you go, because i am holding it too and my bladder hurts since hours and is near to explode, but a girl bladder has to endure that!“ said the curvy and told her that she is dreaming since a long time when they are at gym, when she could see her wonderful skinny body, to see her bladder bulging out from her thin belly and to see those sexy, slender legs tight crossed from needing to wee so bad and now her dream has come true, now they lie together in the bed both frantic to pee.
The curvy pressed her soccer ball size bladder hard against the bladder bulge from the skinny and kissed her.
“It hurts so much, but it feels so good!“ moaned the skinny.
“Next time I’ll teach you to hold your full morning bladder all day long.“ said the curvy and kissed her new girlfriend. |
Back in the bus, they did take a seat combination for 4 person.
The boys were sitting in one row and the girls opposite.
The bus was still standing at the parking lot.
One of the teachers said that we should take the chance to use the toilet before we leave because we would not stop anymore and the journey would last a little bit longer than 3 hours.
One of the girls said loud „ 3 hours without a pee stop that is torture.“
Our mixed couple looked at each other and the quiet boy, let me call him Daniel, said „ for me it will become more than a torture, because it is already torture by now for me.
“ Don’t overstate, i did let you do your morning pee, what do you want more, you hold it since only 10 hours.
Look at the girls, they did not pee since yesterday evening , they are holding it since 17 hours and they don’t wail, that is it what i call performance.
I think i have to teach and to train you to skip your morning pee and hold it also all day long .“ said the dominant boy. Let me call him Peter.
“I really need to pee very bad, but i can endure that for 3 or 4 hours longer.
But i can’t imagine how you girls can stand it not to pee for so long? That must be absolutely painful, isn’t it?“asked Daniel.
“We are trained from young age to hold it. There are so many situations where we girls have to wait and to hold, but boys can go.
At long car rides, the boys stop somewhere and piss beside the car, we girls have to wait with our very full bladder until we arrive, or at bus trips, sometimes the bus stop anywhere to let the boys piss, we girls would need to pee as well, but can’t squat in front of the boys, we have to hold it, or at a kiosk, a group of girls and boys, they all drink a lot, there are no toilets around, the boys find always a place, a bush, a tree or something where they can pee, but we girls have to hold it sometimes for hours, no matter how bad we would need to go and how painful it gets to hold it back.
We girls are made to hold it!!!
I don’t use the school toilet at all, i hold it day after day from morning when i leave until i come back home and Lily is doing the same since some weeks.
And yes, it hurts sometimes and i gets painful, but it is another kind of pain, a pain what awakes horniness and a pain what feels good.
It‘s arousing need to wee but don’t go, to hold it back for so long as absolutely possible.
I love if someone other is desperate, it turns me on so much to know that Lily would need to wee so bad at the moment, that has not weed for soooo extreme long.“ answered Moly.
The boys had a visible bulge in their pants, from hearing that, from their own full bladder and from knowing that the girls are holding their wee since yesterday evening.
They wanted more of it, it should not stop at the end of the journey and for that reason Peter wanted invite the girls to a coffee shop after arriving.
The girls should drink more and they should hold it longer, Daniel should suffer as well longer, because he loves to see his friend desperate and he loves to torture him and his strong boy bladder.
It was similar, Peter was strong and muscular , he dominated Daniel, who was very slim.
Moly was curvy and dominated Lily who was very skinny.
Molly loved the skinny body from Lily and was attracted from Peter.
Peter loved the thin body from Daniel and did get turned on from the curvy body from Moly.
Lily loved her new girlfriend and liked the slim body from Daniel and Daniel loved the strong body from his friend and was horny about the skinny Lily.
All of them connected the lust of pee holding, the lust for their own full bladder and for to see others desperate.
Moly thanked Peter for inviting, but told him that they would have no time after arriving, because her parents are away for the weekend and Lily would stay overnight with her and she can’t wait to have sex with her and her big and so much overfilled bladder.
Peter was disappointed about it, but on the other hand he was turned on so much from that situation and from knowing what the girls wanted to do after.
Without to think twice he asked „ can we come with you? Can you take us two to your house?“
“That will be not possible.“ answered Moly.
Peter was now much more disappointed about to miss the opportunity to spend more time together with his friend and the two girls with their bladders so very, very full and maybe to miss the chance to have a full bladder sex with all of them, especially with Moly.
Daniel was sitting opposite from Lily, he could not get his eyes away from Lily’s bare, slim thighs.
He did imagine how hard she had to squeeze her slit and her peehole between her wonderful sexy thighs tight and shut to keep her little panties dry.
He dreamed about to see her little pussy underneath her panties.
Unbelievable how much Lily turned him on.
After 10 minutes silence, the sadistic Moly said “I make you a offer, if you boys drink now a large coke here in the bus then you can come with us, maybe you can spend all night with us!?
But you will be not allowed to piss for the rest of the day, i will close the bathroom as soon as we are at home and don’t open it anymore until earliest tomorrow 1 am.”
”Oh yes we do that!! We drink and we will hold !!” said Peter and went for two coke’s to the cool box, in front of the bus.
As he came back Daniel said “ I absolutely can drink anything more , I am have to piss since hours, i already need to go like crazy, i can’t drink and hold it for 7 hours longer, i can’t bear that, my bladder will explode, if i do that.”
”you can stand it, you simply have to stand it ! We will never get such an offer , drink now!” said Peter.
Daniel would love to see Lily’s great, super slim body naked and maybe he would get a chance to fuck her, with her bladder full to burst, that was it what he wanted to do so badly, so he did take the coke and did drink it at once, without consideration of his own bladder!
The boys did not pee since 7 am, they did drink a large drink at lunch, they did drink before leaving and they did drink a large coke now here in the bus.
The girls did not wee only one drop since over 20 hours, they are needing to go since they waked up early in the morning and are willing to hold it back for minimum 6 hours longer.
How will the journey go on, how will that evening go on and how will the night end???? |
Moly was chuffed to spend the night with her new girlfriend, now it was different, but she enjoyed that new situation, especially Peter’ desire for her and how he treated her. He was tender to her curvy, young body, but brutally to her so much overfilled bladder.
Peter had stripped already Moly’s panties and had his fingers deep inside her.
Moly and Peter were naked, but the “skinny’s” did still wear their little panties.
Daniel was lying with his cheeks on Lily’s naked, slim thighs, just a few inches away from her flavorsome young cunt.
“ I am holding it now since exactly 24 hours, but i don’t believe that i can bear up for two and a half hours longer, my bladder is near to explode.” whispered Lily to Daniel crossed her legs and caressed her swollen belly with one hand.
” I am sure you can, you are a girl and you girls are so good in pee holding. I really admire you for your performance and for your ability to suppress your bodily needs for so unbelievable long .” whispered Daniel silently in Lily’s ear.
”I never before i held it for so long , i need to wee so unimaginable strong and urgently, but i believe you like that, i think that you like to see me suffer so much!?
And what do you mean with i am a girl? Do you think that we girls have a stop valve between our thighs which we can open and close as required ?” said the girl.
”I am sorry, but i really love it, to know that you have not weed since yesterday evening, that you are still holding your pee from the night before and from all this day inside you.
To see your overfilled big bladder bulging out of your wonderful slim abdomen, drive’s me nearly crazy.
If girls don’t have a stop valve between their thighs, then show me what you else have between your gorgeous sexy thighs.” said the usual shy Daniel strong from the power of horniness and pulled Lily’s little panties down under her knees.
All the bus ride homeward, as he looked permanent between her naked thighs he dreamed therefrom to see the girls naked slit and now he finally could see her shaved pussy and he could yet touch it.
He opened her closed lips with one finger and pushed his finger deep inside her.
Lily did let him do it and pushed Daniels extra small briefs down on his slim boy legs and did take his bone hard dick in her warm hand.
On one hand wanted Daniel fuck Lily so bad on the other hand he was near the limit of his own endurance, he had to stay horny to be able to stand the next two hours without to piss.
Just a little later he said to Moly” it is getting really unbearable, can’t you please open the bathroom before our bladders will burst?”
”Oh yes, let us finally pee, that is inhuman to make us hold so long and to torture us so much, that hurts and is so painful.” said Lily.
”No absolutely no we have a deal, i don’t open the bathroom before 1 am, you two skinny’s will have to hold it no matter how bad it will get, I’ll not let you go even your bladders will burst!” answered Moly.
”That is not Fair!” said Lily.
”What is here not fair, Peter and i are bursting as well and we hold it. A deal is a deal!” answered Moly.
Peter had already sex with Moly and tried not to cum, because he had to stay horny for being able to hold it.
They all had their bladder full to burst and they all were horny as hell from knowing that everyone of them was frantic to piss.
Their horniness had to be greater than their „needing to pee urge pain“ for to bear up longer.
They had mixed sex with each other without to cum.
It was nearly midnight, Lily wailed more and more from needing to wee so bad, she has not weed since 25 hours, she was near her limit of endurance, but the more she moaned and groaned, the more she knotend her sexy, slim legs, the more were the others get turned on from her moves and from her cant.
Daniel who could not even move anymore without to torture his own bladder, started to unbraid Lily super slim, super sexy, naked legs, to be able to fuck her.
Lily who did not even know anymore how to stand the pressure in her bladder and how being able to hold her wee inside her without to cross her legs, did let him do it.
She did know that it would hurt her, but she was horny since hours and she finally wanted to get fucked from that skinny boy who’s bladder was full to burst as well.
Peter caressed Lily’s wonder body and kneaded her small but firm breasts and Moly the worst, pressed and pushed hard on Lily’s lower abdomen to torture her bladder during Lily got fucked.
Lily had one penis deep inside her and she had six hands on her body distributed.
Lily’s skinny super sexy body was getting loved, caressed and tortured at the same time.
Lily was nearly getting crazy from lust, from horniness and from needing to piss so unbearable.
After all of them had a wild orgasm, they wanted nothing more than to piss their bladder pain away.
They were waiting in front of the bathroom door until Moly opened.
They were blended over, had their legs tight crossed, the boys squeezed their dick‘s and the girls had a one finger on their peeholes.
Moly said that she would not let them piss in the WC they would have to piss in a bucket in front of each other.
No one of them said something against her suggestion, every body wanted just to piss as soon as possible before their bladders will burst.
They all pissed with high pressure, the girls with a extra strong jet and a extra loud hissing sound.
It splattered and pattered extreme long in the bucket before their bladders were empty from all the wee that they were holding since 26 hours.
The bucket was filled with a little bit more than 5.000 ml hot boy’s and girl’s urine.
They went back for to sleep for some hours.
They lay beside each other, over each other and had their hands on all parts of their young bodies.
The bellies of the two skinny’s were flat again, their skin curved now inside between their pregnant hipbones when they were lying on their back.
In the morning they waked up horny and full with hot wee and ready for sex again. |
It's been a few years since I've posted, but here's something I've been working on. I'm planning to make it a series. We'll see where it goes.
A Writer's Discipline
Alaina Lancaster was a published author. She prided herself for her discipline. She always knew she had a creative mind, and she wrote incessantly. Ideas for stories always permeated and percolated in her mind. Creating stories, in her mind, always seemed to be the easy part. What made her successful was the discipline to not only write constantly on a regular schedule but to believe in her talent and put it out there for the world. She was confident and assertive, not braggadocious and rude.
At 38 years of age, Alaina liked to take care of herself, both physically and mentally. When she wasn’t writing, she was exercising and eating small meals throughout the day. She drank plenty of water everyday to keep herself hydrated. She also meditated and performed deep-breath exercises in order to alleviate stress. Alaina never saw herself as a knockout. She considered herself rather plain, and she was comfortable with that. She rarely wore dresses, except on special occasions; even then, she would wear a nice pantsuit if she could get away with it. At five-foot, four-inches tall she rarely stood out in a crowd. She kept her shoulder-length wavy brown hair in a short ponytail most of the time and wore jeans and t-shirts, because they were comfortable. From constant exercise, her body was fit, and her butt was firm and toned. She was always pleased with her butt. Since her breasts were only a size B, she wanted to make sure her butt was something people would notice if they took an interest in her. Her breasts, although a little on the small side, were toned and perky as well. The jeans she wore weren’t overly tight, but they accentuated her perky bottom nicely. All in all, Alaina was comfortable with how she looked and felt.
Her slightly large, deep blue eyes sparkled in any light. Those eyes glanced at the clock at the upper corner of her laptop screen. She had a meeting in about an hour, so she found a good stopping place in the short story of which she was pounding away, saved it, and powered down her laptop. Pleased with how the story was progressing, she smiled and sat back in her comfortable leather desk chair with a contented sigh. Writing for hours always made her muscles stiff from all the effort it took to put into her writing. She basically put her whole body into it. She closed her eyes and did some deep-breathing exercises for approximately five minutes, letting her body and mind relax.
When she opened her eyes, she felt completely relaxed and wrapped herself in that feeling of serenity. She glanced at the empty coffee cup and three empty water bottles sitting to her right on her desktop, and she rose from her chair. The fabric of her favorite worn jeans was cool and damp and clung to the skin of her inner thighs and butt. The feeling gave her a little chill as she walked barefooted from her office towards the bathroom.
During her scheduled three-hour block of intensive writing and consuming her coffee and water, Alaina had slowly released the contents of her bulging bladder into her jeans. She never paused her writing once. She only took a moment each time to mentally savor the feeling of relief as the warmth soaked her panties, spread underneath her bottom, and pooled into the leather seat of her chair. She recalled through the rapid-fire keystrokes that she had wet her pants twice. Once when she had been about fifteen minutes into her story; the second about an hour after that, rewarming the cooling fabric of her jeans.
As she entered the bathroom, she took a moment to look at herself in the mirror as she released her hair from her ponytail. Since she was sitting when she voided her bladder both times, the wetness had only crept up her zipper in the front of her jeans. She turned around to see the back of her jeans, which took the brunt of the wettings. Even the very bottom of her untucked long gray t-shirt was wet from the pee creeping up her butt to the lower part of her shirt.
She heard the familiar notification of her phone, indicating she had received a text. She had left her phone on the desk in her office. The fact that she could hear the notification from all the way in the bathroom made her realize she had neglected to turn down the volume on her phone from blasting music during a previous workout.
“Jesus!” Alaina exclaimed, jumping slightly from the noise.
She quickly retrieved her phone from the desk and hurried back to the bathroom. She read the text and responded:
‘Still on for lunch?’
‘Yup. Around oneish.’
‘K. See ya there.’
Sydney Donnelly had been Alain’s friend forever. She couldn’t remember exactly when they became friends off the top of her head, so she simply considered their friendship qualifying as forever. Sydney was, almost to the day, five years younger than Alaina, and she considered her friend a knockout: long red hair, shining emerald eyes, five-foot eight, gorgeous figure, and funny to hell to boot. Sydney always had the funniest way to tell a story - somewhat disjointed and bizarre. Alaina’s response to Sydney’s text, ‘around oneish,’ was intentionally vague, since Sydney was usually 30 minutes late for everything. That was just Sydney. She didn’t adhere to schedules like Alaina, so she always considered this as a complementing of their friendship. She smiled and laughed aloud.
Alaina had once again felt that familiar fullness in her bladder, which had intensified when she rushed back to the office to grab her phone and return to the bathroom. Every time her bladder felt full, she always felt intense sexual arousal. The feeling was more intense when her panties and pants were already wet. The crotch of her panties dampened even more from that arousal. Alaina quickly gathered up a clean towel for her shower, along with some clean clothes. She replaced her towel from last night with the fresh one on the hook next to the shower, laying the former on the floor in front of the bathroom counter. As she stood on the towel, she took a moment to assess her reflection in the mirror, smiling at her wet jeans. She took a deep breath and let it out, once again relaxing her body. For the third time that morning, Alaina felt the incredible heat spread between her legs.
She let out a quiet, Mmmmhhh, as more pee jetted into her jeans. She once again looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her damp jeans became the canvas for her artistic enjoyment. Heavy streams slid down the front of the thighs of her jeans and spread deliciously across her abdomen. She groaned at the hissing sound as fresh pee ran down her thighs, onto her bare feet, and soaked into the towel on the floor. She quickly turned around and watched as the wetness spread out beneath her buttcheeks, ascended up her buttcrack, and down the backs of her legs. It only took a few seconds from the back of her legs and butt to become drenched as she peed more forcefully in her pants. A whimper escaped her throat, followed closely by an extended moan. She gently put her hand in the crotch of her jeans, as the fabric continued to warm. That gentle touch is all it took. She orgasmed so hard that she had to brace herself against the counter with her free hand to keep from crumpling to the floor. She groaned with extreme pleasure as her massive orgasm was succeeded by another smaller one.
It took Alaina nearly ten minutes of leaning against the counter, perspiring heavily, heart hammering, breathing in gasps to gain control of herself. Once that was accomplished, she slowly peeled off her soaked jeans, t-shirt, and blue panties and dropped them on the urine-soaked towel at her feet. The muscles in Alaina’s legs were still twitching from cumming twice in her pants, so she carefully entered the shower and blasted herself with lukewarm water. She gradually decreased the water temperature towards the end of her shower, which gradually pulled her body from that euphoric state. |
For this one I decided to crawl into my teenage brain and concoct what most appropriately could be regarded as an amalgam of several actual events and circumstances (with some blanks filled in, of course), one in which I myself was the subject of desperation and which will form part of the backdrop of the story. The featured girl is a real one as well (and for some reason the hardest thing about writing this proved to be coming up with a fitting name for her, as I obviously don't wanna use her real name). We were in the same class way back when throughout our childhood and teens (and when we were small we would occasionally play together, but over time we grew apart as we had little in common). Regarding the female half of my class, she was the prettiest of the lot by a country mile and it just so happened that she had a habit of announcing her toilet needs on several occasions, a couple of which I will weave in to this story, as well as often insisting on having at least one of the other girls come with her for reasons I will never understand. Also, being a fan of girls wearing shirts, I naturally have her buttoned-and-collared outfits she incidentally favoured during our final school years firmly imprinted in my brain. All in all, most of the main components are derived from reality, but the overall composition is of my own making. And just to wash my hands of it all, everyone mentioned in the story is turned 18.
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It was during high school in springtime and we were about half an hour into our second class of the day, civics. Not one of my favourite subjects, being more into numbers and physics myself, and by this time, rock'n roll was honestly starting to overshadow my ambitions of becoming an engineer in the future. It didn't help that our civics teacher was a bit of a lefty loony always dressing in weird black clothes and smelling of cigarettes, and it certainly didn't help that she doubled as our art teacher as well. Not one of my favourite tutors, that's for sure, but little did I know that she would in one very specific respect become one in just a short while.
I don't remember the specifics of that day's civics lesson, probably something about governmental administration or whatever. What I do remember though is Emily, the looker of the class with blonde curles, a cute face with a slightly upturned nose and gleaming eyes framed with accentuated lashes and often underlined with the most disarming of smiles. Come to think of it, imagine something along the lines of Agnetha in ABBA back in the 70's. Not a dead ringer but sort of in the general ballpark. She was not the over-confident bimbo type, but certainly investing in her looks and always aware of her outfits. During this time she had a preference for tight-fitting button-up shirts with big collars, which turned me on something wicked. I even kept track of what she wore and when she wore it; one shirt was a plain white one in what looked like a slightly thicker stretch material which she often coupled with a pair of tight black stretch pants. Another one was beige and textured which I saw her wear together with a pair of dark red tights once, and one very figure-hugging striped shirt like the one worn by the woman in that old Italian (or was it French?) commercial where she's walking in to a compartment with just a sink in which she tries to relieve herself before it breaks and she falls forward, remember that one? That shirt exactly but with green tones, one of Emily's favourites apparently as she often wore it. There was the fancy pants suit with a black shirt underneath I caught her wearing that one time, and one of my favourites; the lime green short-sleeved shirt with wide collars that she used to complement with a pair of really tight white pants that would leave little to the imagination if she soaked them.
Because yes, of course I used to fantisize about her getting caught short in some imaginary situation where she for some reason couldn't get to the bathroom in time and subsequently pissed herself wearing one of her sexy shirts and even sexier tight pair of pants, maybe sitting down as it spread on the chair and ran onto the floor after being refused permission during a particularily important class, or maybe standing cross-legged outside an occupied toilet, crying and banging on the door as urine sprayed out all around her clutching hand and through the thin stretched fabric all around her. The fact that she actually had on a couple of occasions displayed some unadulterated desperation in school, often including not wanting (or daring) to walk out during a lesson, was not discouraging my imagination either. I remember piecing together all kinds of more or less plausible scenarios based on such fleeting moments while performing acts upon my adolescent self. Oh Emily, sweet Emily, please piss yourself in my prescence just once. You have already set the stage for the possibility. I don't even care if you choose not to wear a shirt; I will make you wear one in my mind anyway when I replay it afterwards. Good Lord, the nerdiest guys are the most perverted, that's for sure.
Right, so I was talking about shirts. Shirts are important, at least, they were important for Emily during this time in our late teens. This particular day she wore one I deliberately failed to mention above, one that was probably my favourite; once again a big-collared shirt with a grey/black distressed pattern, unbuttoned and wide open at the top, exposing her smooth neck and her ever so subtly outlined collar-bones, and her blonde curles falling down on her shoulders and the pointy collars opened wide. I'm getting too specific, aren't I? Oh, and one of my favourite pair of pants (on her, that is); beige, stretchy and very tight and hip-hugging, accentuated by the fact that they lacked back pockets, and the legs flaring out ever so slightly at the bottom. She had worn this particular combo before, feeding my perverted imagination as it would be the absolutely perfect uniform for a glorious wetting accident. Those pants... oh God, how so very and utterly obvious they would show off an accident; dark, soaked and glistening patterns spreading out against the originally light tan fabric. The greatest show on earth! Alas, only in my own head.
Thusly, my mind was intermittently aware of her appearance this day, ever so slightly distracting my attention which wasn't exactly on high alert anyway during this particular class. Our civics teacher droned on about whatever was on the agenda. Blah blah blah, shut up! I don't like you or your lessons and I want to go home and play guitar. Me and my mate who I was sitting next to fooled around with badly drawn cartoons in our respective notebooks to pass the time, stifling the occasional guffaw at the yield of our pencils. Then suddenly, right in the midst of our teacher's explications as she paused, I heard from across the classroom:
- Can I go to the bathroom?
That was Emily, promptly and seemingly out of nowhere expressing her need in front of the whole class, not even preceding her request with the expected raising of the hand. That was slightly puzzling in and of itself but as the bathroom policy wasn't that strict during our final school years (even if our civics/art teacher was one of those who just as easily could have denied a bathroom break as permitting it) I figured that Emily would be excused and that would be the end of that. Still, I remember thinking that her sudden request would feed my fantasy enough for me to have something to wank to when I got home, especially as she was wearing that shirt together with those pants.
But what ensued was even more puzzling and - to me - amazing.
Nothing.
Nothing ensued; no reply from the teacher, or more precisely, no reaction from her. It was as if she didn't even hear Emily's request, which she most probably didn't as she continued talking. I remember my mate making a passing comment to me along the lines of "No, you cannot" in a joking manner (internal joke, I'm not even gonna bother picking it apart) but I was on my highest alert. I did not want to go home and play guitar anymore, I wanted the lesson to last forever, the teacher to drone on forever, whatever it would take to be in the prescence of Emily while she was kept from a toilet for as long as possible! She hadn't received a reply which meant she hadn't received a yes which meant she implicitly had received a no. Like I said, she was rather shy about outing such matters to teachers for some reason, so the fact that she had uttered it straight out without even raising her hand must have meant she really had to go. At least that's what I hoped for then and then. It was still about half an hour left of the lesson. Please don't ask again, please don't press the issue, please interpret our teacher's obliviousness as a refusal and just sit there and hold it!
And, as if someone beyond our comprehension had taken heed of my perverted wishes, the rest of the lesson went on without any further mention from Emily about needing the bathroom. I conjured up one possible reason she had chosen to try to get out just then, because we had that lesson in a classroom located at one end of the school which had exactly one bathroom nearby in the adjacent corridor. Our next class would be in another part of the school which didn't have a bathroom close by, the nearest being the ones in the main hall where most of our lockers were and that was quite a bit away from where we would be then. That very fact told me that she possibly was betting on relieving herself before finding herself in a classroom much further away from the toilets. At least that's how I would have reasoned back then.
So the lesson went on and I tried as inconspicuosly as possible to keep track of Emily's situation. She did not necessarily appear too desperate as of yet, but I did catch her legs being held together while she gently moved about on the chair. I notices her looking at the clock on the wall with a slightly worried look every now and then. The clock ticked on, fifteen minutes until break time. Emily crossed her legs and seemed to settle down while taking notes. A little further movement on the chair. Please run over time, teacher, please! No such luck; soon the lesson ended and Emily would not wet her sexy clothes despite having set up what could have been a perfect scenario. Damn, so unfair! Then again, what 18-year old would piss themselves, and in school of all places?
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As the class ended around 10 o'clock we all headed out in the hallway and back towards the main hall and our respective lockers. The toilet doors, two in total, were facing the locker area on the wall stretching all the way to the exit at the back of the school, meaning that whoever was to do their business would be in full view of everyone in the hall. Including myself, who of course kept an eye in that general direction and couldn't help getting ever so slightly aroused by the fact that two girls entered the respective toilet just as me and my classmates were changing books for the next lesson. Because none of those girls were named Emily. I noticed her by her locker, looking towards the toilets and I could just about make out a slight curtsey in tandem with her disappointed sigh as she realized her toilet break would be postponed, if only for a couple of minutes. She resorted to pick out her books and, to my ever rising excitment, followed her friends down the hallway towards the classroom at its very end, albeit not without casting a worried glance towards the still occupied toilet doors before entering the hallway.
Emily was obviously not keen on disclosing her need and as we waited outside the classroom, she stood chatting with her girlfriends while holding her books in front of her. She was pacing slightly back and forth while chatting and after a couple of minutes when the chat had died down momentarily, I noticed her glancing back along the corridor as if contemplating rushing off to the bathroom before the lesson. Then I heard her, just in passing:
- God, I really need to go to the toilet, will you come with me?
She was adressing one of the other girls who replied something along the lines of:
- Now? Class is just about to begin...
Emily looked back worriedly along the corridor, pacing slightly and crossing her legs while pursing her lips. By now I was certain she would abandon her policy of always dragging some girlfriend along with her and rush off to the toilet by herself. But as if on cue, I saw our teacher approaching at the far end of the corridor. Yes! Emily turned around towards the classroom door in resignation. She looked disappointed.
We entered the classroom and I carefully kept an eye on Emily who I noticed standing by the teacher's desk as if to request something. I wonder what that something could possibly be...
But as it happened, the teacher was preoccupied with a discussion between herself and two of my classmates, God knows about what, probably some homework issue or something. Emily stood with her books still held in front of her, clearly impatient and itching to get a word in with the teacher, but after the brief discussion with the other two, our teacher adressed the whole class and told everyone to sit down. There were a few of the more unruly persuation who probably prompted this demand, but Emily of course had little choice but to heed the call and get to her seat. Did I mention that she looked disappointed?
The class, history this time, went underway. Still not one of my favourite subjects but at least our history teacher was somewhat more bearable but still a bore, not doing anything to aid my potential interest in events of the distant past. Not that I needed it today, being on full alert on the prettiest girl in class now squirming around on her chair while listening to our stately bore of a teacher droning on about something I don't remember. The first half of the class, around 20 minutes or so, was spent on the teacher holding court.
As the agenda was switching to us being left to some reading and additional answering of questions in our own time, I noticed Emily staring intently at our teacher while straightening up, carefully crossing her legs tight and rising her hand somewhat cautiously. She was moving ever so sligthly back and forth on the chair while waiting to be noticed. I looked back toward the front and our teacher who was once again talking to another of my classmates in a completely different direction from Emily who was becoming more and more distressed by the delay. She was starting to wave her hand and after maybe ten or so seconds, she shyly uttered our teacher's name to catch her attention.
But just as our teacher ended her talk with the others and was about to look in Emily's general direction, she announced that she had to leave briefly and take care of something and that we were to continue working with our reading tasks meanwhile. Whatever questions we had would be dealt with later when she returned, probably hinting at the couple of hands that were signalling her attention, one of which belonged to Emily who once again had to resign to even further waiting. My heart rate increased. Please take your time, please teacher, don't be back until it's almost over! Emily took down her hand and drew in her breath through her teeth in frustration. She made a little tap dance with her knees held together and went back to reading.
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During our teacher's absence I regularly gauged Emily's situation; she was sitting and reading with her legs tightly crossed and bouncing them up and down every now and then, alternating it with some squirming on the chair. The minutes ticked by and with about 10 minutes left of the class our teacher returned. She was about to wrap up the lesson and stood talking for the last part. Emily was once again staring intently at her, now with her legs uncrossed but still bouncing them alternately with her hands gripping the side of the chair. As class was almost over I guess she decided to wait it out but the teacher's droning was obviously trying her patience.
Finally at about 11 AM we were let out and it was lunchtime. Except that this particular day it wasn't. Not for us anyway, because now I need to reveal something which I myself actually had almost forgotten about this day, namely that everyone in my grade hade some kind of guest lecture scheduled just now, meaning that our lunch would be postponed another hour. Under any other circumstance I would have cursed the whole project, having gained some hunger by this time and all, but for reasons that should be obvious by now I was more excited than ever. Now if only Emily could be kept from sneaking into the bathroom beforehand...
As my class went back to the main locker area, I noticed to my absolute amazement that the cleaning lady was doing her thing in the two bathrooms. I didn't get to see Emily's reaction to this, her being shielded from view by other students, but it was clear that she would not be able to use any of those two toilets before the lecture. Moments later though, as we all were approaching the main lecture hall, she and another girl in the class were scurrying away along the hallway, past the lecture hall and towards the canteen. You see, on the other side of the canteen was a cloakroom and a flight of stairs leading down to the basement where there was yet another bathroom. I personally preferred using that one whenever the need arose, as it was a bit more discreetly located than the other ones. I concluded that it also must have been the ultimate destination for Emily who had convinced one of the other girls to come with her.
As everyone else were settling down in the lecture hall, Emily and the other girl joined and inched their way into the seat row in front of the one I had chosen. As people were sitting down, Emily stood hesitantly and glanced toward the exit with her legs held tightly together and, being well within hearing distance, I caught her exclaiming in passing to her friend:
- God, I am about piss myself, honestly!
Wow.
My heart rate increased again and my chap was in full attention. Apparently her toilet visit had been unsuccessful and the only plausible reason I could come up with was that it had been occupied. I mean, this was just too good to be true, right? As she stood in the row in front of mine looking anxiously across the hall, I was expecting her to take off toward the main hall in hope that the cleaning lady was done doing her duties. But she didn't and instead reluctantly sat down as the lecturer was about to commence. As she had situated herself in the middle of the row, there were quite a few people to pass in case she decided to leave so the inconvenience and - probably mainly - humiliation made her opting for to sit down instead and hope for the best. I know I did, even though I'm sure we had completely different ideas about whatever constituted "the best"...
Now, to this day I'm not sure about the educational significance of this lecture. All I remember is that the guy in question was flown in from the British isles, may have been Scotland but I honestly don't remember. He was there to deliver tales and anecdotes of which I only remember one; something about scotsmen (assuming he was one, that is) having a knack for discreetly lighting a cigarette in their pocket. Ace stuff. Whatever he was going on about otherwise I cannot for the life of me remember. It probably didn't help that I was sitting in the row behind the prettiest girl in class who just announced that she was about to piss her pants and was now trapped for another hour, or at least until her pride and shyness would be undercut by her urgency. I sure was hoping for her pride to withstand it.
The guest lecturer did his thing and the minutes ticked by. I hade a sidelong view of Emily, mostly in profile but sometimes as she turned her head looking anxiously around, I saw the utter distress etched in her cute face. I tried to get a view of her legs every now and then and whenever I did, she was grinding her knees together, up and down in a slow motion, all the while squirming around in her seat. Maybe about 15 minutes in, her hands suddenly landed on the inside of her thighs, almost in her crotch but not quite. She held them there for a few seconds and then gripped the armrests while once again looking towards the exit. After some hesitation, she settled down again although this time with tightly crossed legs, just as she had done in the class before.
20 minutes, 25, 30... she couldn't sit still for a second now. About 35 minutes in, she once again gripped the armrest with one hand while shoving the other between her legs, briefly holding her breath. She was now red in the face and I could just about make out a tear making its way down her cheek. Still 25 minutes to go. My mouth and throat was dry with excitement. Please lecturer, don't call for a break. Please Emily, don't leave. Please everyone in the row, don't let her out if she does.
And just then, Emily leaned over to her friend next to her and whispered in an alarmed tone something I could barely make out, but the essence of it was to pass on a request to our form-master in the row in front of them if she could get out and go to the toilet as it was an emergency. I pricked up my ears and tried to shield out the lecturer's monologue as her friend leaned forth and whispered to our teacher:
- Emily really needs to go to the bathroom, can she leave real quick?
Emily sat with her legs double-crossed moving from side to side while gripping the armrests and staring toward our teacher while waiting for approval. I zoned in on the conversation taking place between the rows in front of me. I couldn't hear the reply of our teacher but I sure knew what it meant when he shook his head slightly from side to side - the universal sign of ultimate denial. Emily tightened up her posture and whispered somewhat loudly in his direction a despairing:
- Please???
Once again he shook his head and made a point of there being only about 20 minutes left. I was in heaven. Emily was undoubtedly approaching hell. I think it was around this point in the lecture that the pocket-lighter story was delivered and even today, whenever I encounter someone lighting up a cigarette in a novel way, I get a hard-on because in my brain it will always be associated with poor Emily squirming around in the lecture hall seat about to absolutely piss herself in her light beige pants having just been officially denied a bathroom break. She was still crossing her legs hard while moving back and forth on the seat. I was wondering if the cushion had received some yet, if it had started to go damp. By the look on her face it just as well could have because it was all red and tears started to fill her eyes.
10 minutes left and she suddenly stiffened, leaning slightly forward with a panicked gasp. Is this it? She half-stood up with one hand pressed against her thigh, looking like she prepared to make a mad dash out of the room despite all the humiliation and the break prohibition. She looked around toward the exit with her legs pressed tightly together, still supporting herself with her hand against her thigh as if she couldn't stand up straight for all the pain her full bladder inflicted upon her. After a moment of hesitation she sat down again however, this time not crossing her legs but rather moving her knees and thighs over each other and squeezing them together real hard in brief periods.
5 minutes left. Emily moved back and forth, side to side, grinding her thighs together.
4 minutes, constantly looking back at the clock on the wall every five seconds, beet red in the face and almost crying.
3 minutes, lecturer just about wrapping it up. Would he run over time?
2 minutes, Emily absolutely at the very edge, gripping the armrests hard, sliding back and forth on the seat. Please run over time!
1 minute. The lecturer was still in the midst of a tirade that sure sounded like it wasn't going to be finished within that promised last minute! Emily breathing heavily, legs crossed once again, bum sliding about on the seat.
0 minutes. Lecturer still not done.
Oh God.
- Just one last thing, do we have time?
YES! Take all the time you want, you've come all the way from Scotland! Emily started crying now. I caught her sniffle between silently moaning in utter desperation.
Minus 1 minute. Legs absolutely intertwined as Emily slanted over to one side trying to put as much pressure as possible on her thighs.
Minus 2 minutes. Emily breathing hard, legs shaking, body twisting around, tighs pressed together.
Minus 3 minutes. Emily holding her breath, lecturer wrapping up his final thouAAAAH!
She gasped and flew up from her seat. Even I was startled by her sudden movement as she pushed her way down the row of seats, prompting everyone to give way to the desperate girl. My eyes were locked on her pants which were still not showing any evidence of her oncoming misfortune. She was out of the row in maybe about 10 seconds and simply ran out of the hall towards the door leading to the cafeteria, and subsequently the canteen and out to those stairs leading down to the basement toilet. I wish I could have found a legitimate excuse to follow but alas, I had to wait out the lecturer's final words along with everyone else.
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Having wrapped it all up not even a minute afterwads, the lecturer thanked everyone for listening and we all rose from our seats to finally get us some overdue lunch. Definitely bitter about having been so begrudgingly robbed of the final scene of Emily's desperation, I started off towards the canteen together with everyone else, but for some reason I turned to walk towards my locker instead. I don't remember why now, but I'm forever grateful to my lucky star that I did.
Because who whizzed past me in the hallway on my way there if not the most desperate girl I had ever seen. A girl named Emily. She ran along the corridor while simultaneously trying to keep her legs as tightly together as possible, almost to the point of constantly tripping over herself. I realized that the one bathroom in the basement once again had to be occupied, or maybe the cleaning lady had made her way to there by now? Whatever it was, it effectively kept Emily from ultimately relieving herself meaning she had to make a sprint to the nearest other toilet which was either of the two located in the main hall locker area.
As she went past me and approached the half-flight of stairs right before the main hall, she suddenly stopped, leaned on the wall at the top of the stairs and twisted her legs into a literal corkscrew while bending down in what must have been the ultimate effort not to have a giant accident right there. My heart went into overdrive. Had she started to wet? I approached her on my way to the locker area trying to act nonchalant as I passed her down the stairs, all the while stealing glances at her light beige pants. Nothing in the way of wetness from what I could see. Damn. But she looked so sexy, all red in the face and sobbing in utter desperation while bouncing slightly on her double-crossed legs for a few second.
Having passed her on my way down the stairs, I needed to think fast if I wanted to keep my vantage point. I stopped in front of the stairs at one end of the main hall where a notice board was hangning on the janitor's cubicle alongside a display cabinet and pretended to have a passing look at them. From there I had a sideways view of the two toilet doors, both slightly ajar. But at that very moment, a group of girls chatting amongst themselves casually walked past them and one of them entered one of the bathrooms, leaving just the other one vacant.
I looked up the stairs at Emily who was obviously at the very end of her rope before a giant accident if she didn't make the final sprint down to the toilet. She seemed to momentarily gain control and hobbled down the few steps toward the main hall. I switched attention to the toilet doors and honestly thought about taking fate into my own hands and enter the free one myself to deny Emily her last chance. I had but a few seconds to act upon my devilish instinct, the chance of a lifetime to actually make a pretty girl in sexy clothing piss herself and thus having myself a jerk-off scenario for the ages.
But I was too weak-kneed. I couldn't do it, I daredn't do it. It would be too obvious what I was trying to do and there might even have been a bit of moral contraint going on. Damn! She would make it at the last moment after all. Damn damn damn! I watched her waddling forward, slightly bent, criss-crossing her legs with both hands pressed against her thighs. But she was about to be saved.
Then I saw it - Another one of those girls I mentioned decided that she needed to spend a penny as well and moved towards the vacant toilet while still talking to the others. I looked back at Emily who saw what was about to happen, visibly panicked and started hobbling towards the door faster, obviously in an effort to get there in time to convince the girl to let her go first. She advanced in small but rapid steps, all the while twisting her legs around each other. I noticed her despairing facial expression right before she turned left towards the toilets. I stared intently at the girl grabbed the open door, seemingly still oblivious to her desperate competitor.
My heartbeat increased by the second, my mouth bone dry, my breathing intensifying in anticipation. Please don't notice Emily. Please don't notice Emily. Please don't notice Emily.
Well, she made it.
The girl, that is.
The girl not named Emily.
I couldn't believe it. The girl beat poor Emily to the one free toilet with maybe a couple of seconds, slamming the door in her face. Emily immedieately tugged on the handle and banged the door with her palm while rapidly curtseying up and down, pinching her legs tightly in total panic! This was the last straw.
ssSH
Oh God.
SSHH
Oh my effing God.
HHHHSSH
Piss started to spurt out in short bursts through the tight stretch fabric of her sexy pants, dripping on the floor underneath her bouncing ass.
SSSSHH
The remainder of the girls stared in dibelief, one of them covering her mouth in shock. Dark streaks meandered down Emily's light pant legs.
SSSSSSHHH
- OPEN UP!!!!!
SSSSSSHHHHHH
- PLEASE, OPEN UP!!!!
SSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH
- PLEEEEEASEEEEEEEEE.... NOOOOOOOO......
SSSSSSSSSSSHSSHHHHHHSHHSHSHHHSHSHSHSSHHHHSHHHHHSSHSSSS
Poor, poor, ultra-desperate Emily settled in a resigning half-crouching position as piss exploded into her pants with a violent hiss. It took but a mere few seconds for the stretch fabric to be thoroughly saturated, leading to literal rivers of piss flowing along her pinched legs. Some of it went straight through her pants below her buttocks and the backside of her thighs, raining down into the rapidly expanding puddle. Her once light beige pants turned a dark glistening brown, dripping at the bottom hems around her shoes.
By now all of those girls were covering their mouths, clearly not knowing what to make of the spectacle in front of them. I, on the other hand, knew exactly what to make of it, and so did my chap who was now rock hard, pulsating and doing a big number on my underwear beneath my jeans. My heart was pounding like an idling V8 and my mouth was drier than its exhaust manifold on a summer's day. Emily just kept on pissing herself outside those locked toilet doors, the puddle stretching out on the floor several feet and still expanding. She was still crouching, leaning on the door, so helpless, so devastated, so humiliated, all beet red in the face while bawling her eyes out, her drenched pants way beyond the point of being able to soak up anything more as her piss continued hissing out relentlessly. Byrds and Creedence beckoned - The river flows, it flows to the sea, and I wonder, still I wonder, who'll stop the rain.
It seemed no one could stop the rain, least of all Emily. She pissed and pissed and pissed for over one and a half minutes after totally exploding in front of the newly locked door. Her beige pants were no longer so, more like golden brown, almost to the point of having been submerged in a bathtub of water. I stood paralyzed by the notice board, taking it all in. I could even faintly smell the urine from where I stood a few meters away from the ocean Emily had created in front of the still occupied toilets. She was burying her face in her hands, still crying heavily and probably trying to convince herself that she was invisible but I can assure you that she was anything but.
I realized I had to keep moving towards my locker in order not to raise any suspicion about being a perv or something. I mean, I definitely was, but I felt it sufficient to just remain the weirdo most people regarded me as. So I tried to act like what had just played out in the main hall was more like "Huh, that chick pissed herself, how about that" and not the sexiest thing I have ever seen in my life. I'm glad none of my classmates were present just then, because I would not have been able to uphold my facade. I noticed a teacher approaching Emily who was still haplessly crying and she led her away up the stairs towards the teacher's lounge.
I had to get back to the canteen and get my lunch, by then being the only one in our class who knew about Emilys catastrophic accident, but that would soon change as rumours would spread about the desperate girl who had been beaten to the toilet and ended up flooding her pants outside the locked door. Anyone in my class who had paid attention throughout the morning would also know why she ended up wetting herself, but I the closet teenage pervert just so happened to be the only one who caught the whole show. The greatest show on earth.
Edited October 14, 2022 by Apan
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It was a fairly normal day in the life of Anne Boonchuy. She woke up, brushed her teeth, ate breakfast, and went off to hang out with her best friends, Marcy and Sasha. The trio went to their favorite boba tea shop, and then went down to the arcade to play some DDR.
After a few rounds, Anne felt an all-too-familiar tingling in her lower abdomen. “BRB guys, I gotta pee,” she told her friends. “Yeah, me too,” said Marcy, crossing her legs a bit. Just as they were about to head to the bathrooms, they were stopped by Sasha. “Now hold on,” Sasha said, “I bet you can hold it for a little bit longer.” “Come on, Sash,” begged Marcy, who was now doing a little dance, “I really have to go!” “Come on, don’t be such a buzzkill,” said Sasha, “If you two can hold it for another hour, then we can go to whatever dorky shop you want the next time we hang out.” “Fine,” said Marcy, after a bit of consideration, “Deal. It’s just an hour, right?” Anne was also on board. After all, she didn’t need to go that badly, and after Marcy had that extra-large tea, she was interested in seeing where this was going.
After about ten minutes, Marcy had already regretted her decision. She was already potty dancing like a little girl before the dare, so with the combination of Sasha continuously offering water to her, and all the movement involved in DDR, no trip to Hot Topic could make this worth it. And to think all of this was happening in front of Anne, the girl she’s had a crush on for years, made her wish Sasha was the kind of person to let her cancel a dare.
About fifteen minutes in, Anne was starting to feel the burn too. She started to casually sway from side to side, bounce up and down, and occasionally cross her legs. She couldn’t pretend that Marcy wasn’t insanely cute when she was desperate, but staring at her potty dance wasn’t exactly helping her own bladder. Marcy was staring at the bathrooms, thinking it would help, but all it did was send stronger waves of desperation to her bladder.
At twenty-five minutes, Marcy was doubled over, hands jammed between her legs, and dancing like there were fire ants on her skirt. Anne wasn’t doing much better. Maybe it was because, unlike Marcy, she never hesitated to ask for a bathroom break when she needed one, and didn’t wait until she was all the way home to pee, but her bladder was always much smaller than Marcy’s, and you could tell.
Her legs were kept crossed, and her hands were kept in her skirt pockets. She was trying to seem like she wasn’t affected at all, but deep down, she felt like she was about to pop. Anne always got a small tea at the shops, but for some reason, this time she just had to get a large. Meanwhile, Sasha was enjoying every second of this. This was the first time either of them saw Marcy this desperate, and it was incredibly cute.
At thirty minutes, the halfway point, Marcy was at about an 80% desperation level, while Anne was at around 70%. Neither of them could last much longer, and they knew it. Even worse, Sasha had been playing that one fishing game, in which you collect fish from a noisy stream, which they both knew that she hated. At this point, Marcy was trying everything in her power to not leak. She was practically on the floor with how kneeled down she was. Anne couldn’t stop her eyes from watching. After this, she definitely had to gather up the courage to ask her out.
At forty minutes, Marcy was at 85%, and Anne was at 77%. Anne was now full-on potty dancing, with her hands between her legs. Marcy leaked for the first time a couple minutes ago, making her question if she could actually do this. What if she wets her skirt, and her parents find out? What if Anne doesn’t like her after seeing her like this? It all rushed through her mind, like her bladder trying to rush the urine out of it. She was losing the little confidence she had.
At fifty minutes, Marcy was at 90%, and Anne was at 85%. They only had ten minutes left to go, but it was going to be near-impossible. “Here girls!” chimed Sasha, uncharacteristically cheery, “Drink these!” as she handed them each a bottle of water. “N-no thanks, Sash, I’m good,” Anne quivered. “My dare, my rules,” replied Sasha, her cheery facade quickly fading. They drank them, not knowing that she just gave them a fast-acting diuretic. “Woah!” Yelped Anne as she quickly doubled over from desperation, “What’s in this junk?” “Oh, only the fasting acting diuretic I could find!”
“What?!” Cried Marcy, her skirt forming a small wet spot.
At fifty-five minutes, with only five minutes left, Marcy was at 95%, while Anne was at 92%. Both of them have leaked enough to form a tennis ball sized wet spot on their skirts, and were slowly leaking more and more. “H-hey Marce?” Anne asked, “Y-yeah?” “Just in case we, like, die from our bladders exploding, I need to ask you something.” “What?” “Marcy, I’ve had a crush on you since, like, third grade, and I really like you, so… do you want to go out with me?” “Anne, of course I do! I’ve liked you since we met, you’re amazing! I’d kiss you right now if taking my hands off of my skirt didn’t mean peeing myself!” Anne chuckled a bit, while also leaking a bit. “Well, isn’t that sweet?” Said Sasha from across the room, “Anyway you only have one minute left, so try not to wet yourselves now.”
With one minute left, Marcy was at what felt like 101%, while Anne felt the same. They shuffled over to the bathroom doors, but right as they did, they were shocked when they realized that the women’s bathrooms were out of order. “Yeah, sorry I didn’t mention that,” Sasha said as she smirked. “Anyways, your time’s up, so you can go whenever you want. Also, it’s getting late, and most of the shops around here are either closed or don’t have a bathroom. So I guess you can either go in an alleyway or something, hold it till you get home, or piss yourselves right here.” With their bladders at what feels like 110%, things are not looking great for Anne and Marcy. They’ve already leaked enough to cover almost the entire fronts of their skirts, so they can’t make it all the way home, they’re not going to resort to peeing in an alleyway, and there’s no way they’re going to wet their skirts right in front of each other. So without any other option, they burst into the women’s room and pee in the sinks. They pee for three whole minutes straight, and when they get done, they wash their hands, try to wash the urine out of their skirts, and leave. “Sash, you suck,” Anne jokes, “Yeah, I know.” They agree to never do this again. Or at least Sasha does. Anne and Marcy start to do holding contests regularly, and it becomes somewhat of a hobby for them.
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“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.
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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.
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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!
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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.
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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. |
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
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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
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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.
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“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.
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Thanks everyone for the kind words- y'all are great! I believe that every story has an appropriate end and going too long could ruin all of it. There was a lot of love at the start of this story (25 upvotes for the first section WOW THANKS) so I stretched things out longer than I would have otherwise. Hopefully, you will also read some of my upcoming stories and show some love if it's interesting to you!
Chloe squirted into her diaper again as she followed Abby back to their table. With her bladder exhausted from recent wettings, it seemed as if she could lose control at any moment. Fortunately, Abby considerately positioned herself right in front of Chloe as she spoke, but the baggy diaper was still highly visible from behind. There was nothing Chloe could do about her padded ass.
“Hey guys, there’s a plumbing issue with the ladies room. So… we didn’t get to pee and Chloe still needs to go. We’re gonna head home.” Chloe burned red with embarrassment as Abby spoke, her feet squirming as she tried to hold on.
Predictably, Gavin piped up. “C’mon, she can wait a bit. You ladies haven’t even finished your coffees yet!” Chloe pressed her hand into her crotch behind Abby’s shapely butt. She feared that the next squirt would be the big accident.
Abby glared at him for a moment- something about Gavin rubbed her the wrong way. “Next time, sorry boys. Chloe needs to go really badly and the last thing anyone needs is a big puddle on the floor!” Chloe whimpered quietly- her severe toilet need was being broadcast at the university café. Chloe snuck a glance at Gavin- his face showed utter disgust.
“Fuck him, he’s a douche anyway.” Abby muttered, seemingly reading Chloe’s thoughts as she turned hastily, dragging her girlfriend away from the table. A few bursts of laughter echoed around the busy café at the outrageous scene. Chloe just managed to keep it together as she scrambled towards the automatic glass door, but the cool autumn air hit her like a swift kick to her midsection. She was going to pee NOW and there was nothing she could do about it.
Nathan had quickly stood up and followed them outside. He grabbed Abby’s shoulder to turn her. “We can go up, so she can pee.” He gestured at his building across the street. Chloe, crying, just shook her head. It was way too late for that.
Peeing uncontrollably, Chloe hobbled towards the alley next to the café. As Abby had warned, her diaper quickly overflowed and wet streaks ran down her black cotton leggings. Luckily, Chloe located a large garbage dumpster only a few feet into the alley. She ran behind it and came to a stand still, allowing her long-held waters to flow into her sagging diaper, down her legs, into her worn sneakers, and onto the grey-black asphalt. A growing puddle formed at her feet.
As she urinated involuntarily into her clothes, Chloe wondered how many people in the coffeeshop had seen her accident. She had been in front of the large glass window in broad daylight for about five seconds as she had scrambled to the semi-privacy of the alley. There was absolutely no doubt a whole lot of people had heard Abby’s announcement to the guys- they had openly laughed at her public suffering.
Chloe trembled and sighed with relief as she finally finished peeing. Despite the humiliating experience, it was truly a blessing to enjoy an empty bladder once again. She roughly rubbed the drenched crotch of her diaper a few times before stepping out from behind the dumpster, into plain view of Abby and Nathan- the two had remained on the sidewalk in front of the alley, waiting for her to finish.
Just a few days ago, Chloe would have been completely devastated to be seen in such a state by Abby and her date. However, it all felt more natural now. Peeing was a normal human function and sometimes grown women had accidents- it was simply a fact of life.
Abby ran into the alley to envelope her lover in a comforting hug, while Nathan diverted his attention to the sidewalk he was standing on. It was a good thing too- Gavin was just exiting the café. Unfortunately, he happened to turn in Nathan’s direction. Thinking quickly, Nathan rushed over, making sure he was walking between Gavin and the alley.
“Hey Gavin!” Nathan greeted loudly. Upon hearing the yell a few yards away, Abby got the hint. She turned mid-embrace to make sure her back was directly facing the street and Chloe’s wet pants were hidden from any Peeping Toms looking into the alley.
“Sorry, I left very quick. I was trying to help Chloe.” Nathan walked alongside the man of nearly equal height, strategically moving his head as the curious pervert tried to look past him at the girls.
“Uh, no problem.” Gavin replied absently, still trying to look around Nathan to catch a glimpse of wet Chloe. He tried to stop abruptly as they reached the middle of the alley, but Nathan slowed down right with him, looking directly into his eyes.
“Yes, next time we meet. Us four again.” Nathan spoke quietly but firmly, leaving no confusion about Gavin not being welcome to stick around any longer. Reluctantly, Gavin continued past the alley and turned his head towards his car parked roadside. Craning his neck at unnatural angles was a pointless exercise with Nathan blocking his view.
“Sure, good idea.” They had reached Gavin’s red convertible Mercedes, undoubtedly parents-gifted. Gavin reluctantly got in and Nathan walked back to the alley. He approached the women with his right hand shielding his eyes, his left handing Abby a set of keys.
“Here- take them. I will wait here at café.” Abby looked over at Chloe who nodded. Abby reached out and lifted Nathan’s chin so his eyes met hers. He lowered his hands.
“Nathan, Chloe trusts you. We both trust you. You can come up with us.” Abby’s warm smile was returned by Nathan and three of them began the short walk up to Nathan’s dorm room.
That's all folks!
Edited November 7, 2022 by fullbladder
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Author's note: NovelAI and I wrote this together. It starts with about a 1 paragraph prompt from me, and then it is about 50-50 the computer and I. I tried to only minimally change, and overall accept, the strange suggestions the AI gave me. I enjoy collaboratively writing with the AI (I pay for a subscription and so far it has been more fun than subscribing to most porno sites, at least for me with a pretty good visual imagination). You may notice the AI sometimes makes some logic errors, which I tried to smooth over as much as possible, but I think it did a pretty good job.
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Saskia was too drunk at the club, and all her normal friends had already left. As she danced she noticed that she had to pee desperately, and grabbed her crotch with both hands to keep from wetting herself and peeing into her gray leggings on the dance floor.
Tessa, who always kind of bullied Saskia, saw this, smiled, went over and put her hand on Saskia’s shoulder as Saskia started to move towards the bathroom. “You don’t bed the bathroom Saskia, look how absorbent your leggings are,” Tessa replied replied laughing, “let’s get you another beer instead” she said and led the desperate and drunk Saskia to the drink bar instead, laughing as she could see a small trickle of piss escape into Saski’s leggings, visible for all to see. the bathroom Saskia, look how absorbent your leggings are,” Tessa replied replied laughing, “let’s get you another beer instead” she said and led the desperate and drunk Saskia to the drink bar instead, laughing as she could see a small trickle of piss escape into Saski’s leggings, visible for all to see.
Tessa paid for beers for herself and Saskia, as they went back to the dance floor. Saskia felt like she needed to pee even more now, but couldn't let it out in front of Tessa and her other friends there, so drank two more beers while dancing. Unfortunately this led to Saskia developing a large wet spot in her crotch, that Tessa and her friends thought was hilarious. They teased her about it, and made fun of her for being such a slut. She tried to ignore them, but soon got frustrated and lost her temper.
"Shut up! I have to pee!" Saskia screamed, catching the attention of everyone nearby. “That’s too bad,” said Tessa, “because the only place you’ll be peeing tonight is in your leggings in front of us”.
The crowd around them laughed and cheered as Saskia turned red and shouted back: "Fuck you! You're all fucking pigs!"
Tessa laughed and replied. "Well then, take off your pants and show the whole crowd what you've got under those tight little leggings."
Everyone laughed except Saskia, who burned red, and tried to turn to go to the bathroom. But as she turned around Tessa grabbed her and picked her up by her bladder, causing Saskia to whimper and soak her leggings down to her knees. The crowd applauded as Saskia dropped to her knees, still peeing onto the ground, and pissed herself right in front of everyone.
Now Saskia, totally soaked from the waist down, wanted to go home, but Tessa and the others blocked her from leaving the dance floor. Tessa asked Saskia, grinning, “now how about you show us your wet panties, or better yet do you want to dance in your wet leggings and we’ll put your pissy panties on your head?”
Saskia's face turned scarlet and she yelled: "No! Let me go!"
Tessa laughed and replied: "You'll be staying here until you pee yourself again. Do it now and maybe I won't tell your boyfriend what you did here tonight."
As the crowd laughed and cheered Saskia was humiliated once again, and finally gave in, dropping her leggings to the ground and peeing herself. It took her a few seconds to realize what she was doing, and then she looked down at her soaking crotch and let out a gasp. She had peed more due to peer pressure, and now that Tessa could tell Saskia was too embarrassed to do much, she pulled down Saskia’s leggings to show everyone her soaking wet panties that were still dripping with urine.
The crowd laughed at Saskia's predicament, as she stood there exposed, her wet pussy and crotch on display for all to see. A few guys came close to check out Saskia's wet crotch, making her feel even more ashamed.
Tessa started a chant , “ wet panties on her head!” Which many men and women followed, finding the whole thing hilarious. Saskia relented, taking off her wet underwear in front of everyone, giving it to Tessa as she put her wet leggings back on, grimacing as she pulled the wet material up her legs. Tessa smiled and pulled Saskia’s wet panties over her head, letting them hang down her back and covering Saskia's face with the soggy fabric.
Saskia started to cry, and Tessa laughed saying: "you know, I think you should wear these for the rest of the night.” To which Saskia submissively nodded.
Nora then suggested a group picture with Saskia wearing her wet panties. Everyone agreed, and Tessa, still holding the wet panties up to Saskia's face, took pictures of her own camera of Saskia standing between two friends, wearing her soaking wet panties on her head with soaking wet leggings .
As the night went on, the girls took turns buying Saskia drinks and intermittently pushing on her bladder, never letting her use the bathroom. They were all having a great time teasing the poor girl, who was getting more and more uncomfortable as the night wore on.
When one of the girls bought Saskia a shot, she begged her friend to let her pee, promising not to tell anyone. Her friend agreed on the condition Saskia still pee through her pants, which she reluctantly agreed to. So, they brought her to the dance floor, where she had to stand next to the DJ booth, surrounded by people as she squatted to pee. All eyes were on her as she let loose, emptying her bladder into her tight leggings. Tessa had noticed and videoed the whole thing, with her loud laugh alerting Saskia to the fact she was being filmed and photographed.
After the song ended, Tessa yelled out "Next time you want to pee, come to us and we'll hold your hands for you, okay?"
Saskia nodded, blushing furiously. Saskia instinctively tried to hide her soaking wet leggings but realized it didn't matter since she had soaking wet underwear over her face. She went to the bar and ordered a glass of pure vodka to help her forget her situation. After her third glass she was barely aware when Tessa showed up behind her, took her empty glass and demanded, "Saskia, now pee through your leggins into this glass"
Saskia shook her head no, feeling even more embarrassed than before.
Tessa grabbed her hand and pulled her to a corner of the dance floor, where she couldn't be seen by the crowd.
"Now will you do it?" asked Tessa again, pulling on her hand.
Saskia groaned in protest, but Tessa insisted, "I know you want to, I can see it in your eyes. Look at me! If you don't do it now, you'll regret it later."
When Saskia again declined, Tessa took back the glass, smiled, and said "Fine, I'll do it for you" and proceeded to pee through her own underwear under her skirt into the glass. At first Saskia started to laugh but that ended quickly when Tessa dumped the glass over Saskia's head, soaking her hair and face with urine. As the crowd cheered, Tessa helped Saskia to a table and sat her down.
At this point Saskia was beyond humiliated, and just wanted to go home. She was more sober now, and knew she'd be in trouble with her boyfriend if he found out about the incident. She told Tessa about her worries, to which Tessa replied "Then come sleep at my place tonight, Nora is crashing there too. If you do what I say then I won't post any of the picturs or videos"
Saskia nodded, and walked to the bathroom to clean herself up. On the way she passed the DJ booth, and Tessa waved at her. Saskia didn't respond, though, and went to wash her hands. Nora went in after her to make sure Saskia didn't use the bathroom, Saskia felt humiliated being watched, so completely drenched, only being able to wash her hands.
Tessa then texted Saskia asking her to meet her outside. When Saskia stepped out, Tessa grabbed her wrist, and without a word dragged her to the car. Saskia knew it would be impossible to explain to any taxi driver why she was soaked, so just followed Tessa's lead, walking to her car while holding her crotch. Tessa noticed this and as Saskia got in, she said "But don't you care pee in my car, if you need to pee you hold it or leak in your pants until we get back to my place." Nora got in the car next to Saskia and looked at her with a malicious smile.
On the ride back, Saskia kept pressuring Tessa to let her pee, and eventually convinced her to pull over and let her squat behind a hedge near the freeway. Once there, Tessa took out some tape and created a tape belt for Saskia so she couldn't pull down her pants. Afterward, Tessa drove to her apartment, and both girls went inside, locking the door behind them.
Once they were alone, Tessa and Nora took off their clothes, and Saskia looked on with horror as they began to fondle each other and kiss. This was too much for Saskia, who grabbed a whiskey bottle from the mantle and went to drink and fall asleep on the couch, barely remembering she was soaked with her own pee.
Tessa and Nora laughed at her drunkenness, and decided to tease her some more. They started stripping themselves naked, and Tessa called Saskia over to the couch. "You've been such a good sport, and I think you deserve something sweet," Tessa said as she grabbed a large glass that both she and Nora peed into before pouring it all over the half-asleep Saskia and her clothes.
Saskia gasped at the warm liquid running down her chest and stomach. She quickly jumped up and started to undress, but then remembered the tape belt and stopped.
"What are you doing?" Tessa asked Saskia, as she pushed hard on Saskia's bladder and making Nora smile as she watched the poor girl squirm and writhe in pain.
Saskia tried to hold it in, but was unsuccessful as she was forced to pee all over her bed, soaking it and her pillow.
"I think now you can sleep Saskia", Tessa said with a smirk as Nora then commented "Sleep wet Soaking Saskia" and they both laughed intensely.
Tessa and Nora stripped off Saskia's wet top, and then went to her room to bring her a fresh white shirt. Both girls left Saskia alone, but returned shortly with Saskia's phone in hand.
"I think you've had enough fun for now," Tessa said, handing the phone to Saskia. She saw a text from her boyfriend, who had texted her earlier to ask where she was and said he was going to be worried if she didn't answer. Tessa thought for a second and said to Saskia, "Your boyfriend is writing wondering what's up, I think you have two choices: either tell him you got so drunk you wet yourself several times tonight or you get to tell him everything is fine but drink half a liter and not use the bathroom until at least tomorrow, or whenever we let you pee somewhere other than your pants again"
Saskia glared at her, and Tessa continued, "If you don't choose the latter, I'll publish all our pictures and videos, and tell your boyfriend and his friends what happened here tonight."
Saskia sighed, knowing that any choice she made would end up with her boyfriend finding out about her humiliating night. She chose option one, telling her boyfriend that she drank too much and has wet her pants repeatedly. Her boyfriend laughed at her on the phone, and told her to drink enough water to sober up and he'd talk to her again in the morning. Tessa was delighted at what he said, and immediately brought Saskia a big bottle of water and a new pillow for her to sleep.
When Tessa went to bed, Nora stayed up watching movies with Saskia, who was still wearing her wet leggings. By midnight she was almost sober, and wanted to pee. Tessa let her go to the bathroom, but Nora followed her, preventing her from untaping her pants, filming as Saskia sat on the toilet and peed through her pants again. Nora turned off the camera after she was done, and waited outside as Saskia came out of the bathroom.
Tessa told her "We're going to continue this game tomorrow, and for the next few days. But first go to sleep, ok Saskia?"
Saskia nodded, and slowly walked to her room and crawled into bed, falling asleep instantly. Tessa then took the video camera and left for a few hours, leaving Saskia in bed, with the wet leggings still hugging to her thighs. When Tessa returned, she found Nora asleep on the couch, obviously drunk and still in her jeans. Tessa first put Laura's hand in a bucket of warm water, snickered, then went to check on Saskia, asleep in the bed. Tessa was amused but not surprised to find Saskia asleep in a puddle in the bed. Tessa woke Saskia, first laughing at her wetting the bed before helping her finally remove the wet leggings, and told her to pee on Nora's hand, which she did, with giggles and smiles from both girls as they all slept. As Saskia peed through her underwear onto Nora's hand, Nora began to pee slowly but steadily into her jeans on the couch.
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In the morning Saskia woke up to Tessa shaking her awake again in a puddle. Saskia had wet the bed again. She quickly got up, and stood in front of Tessa, who made her take off every single article of clothing except her bra and panties. Tessa said, "Today you will wear your bedwetting panties around the house, no pants or dry panties for you today until you make up for wetting the bed twice in one night."
"Go pee on Nora's hair", she said, and Saskia obeyed. Saskia went over to the couch and positioned her crotch over Nora's head on the couch, smiling as she noticed Nora's soaking jeans for the prank the night before. Saskia relaxed and began pissing through her panties onto Nora's hair, which caused Nora's blonde hair to become shiny but dark. Nora woke up, confused by the sensation of being peed on, and looked at Saskia with a frown.
"Why are you peeing on me?" she asked Saskia.
Saskia just smiled, and Tessa picked up the camera and started filming.
Nora blushed strongly, grabbing her crotch as she noticed her bladder was about to overflow and soak her jeans even further. With Tessa's encouragement she removed her pants and peed through her panties onto the carpet. When she finished, Tessa told her to get dressed back in her wet jeans, but not before having Saskia pee on her hair again.
After breakfast, Saskia was allowed to change her panties and into a pair of light blue boxers, but Tessa told her to stay away from the bathroom. Saskia protested, but when offered a bottle of vodka in exchange, agreed to only pee through her shorts.
Tessa and Nora had both changed into normal clothes, and sat in the living room drinking vodka. After an hour, Saskia became desperate to pee, but Tessa warned her to wait, and poured her another big glass of vodka. Saskia passed out even though it was only noon, and Tessa immediately put Saskia's hand in warm water and pulled her pants on over her boxers, again taping them shut. As Nora and Tessa chatted, they heard a hiss to see Saskia slowly soaking her jeans in her sleep again, which had started to become a regular thing for her apparently.
When Saskia woke up at 2:00 PM, she could feel her bladder still being full, and knew she'd be in for it when she got home since her pants were soaked again. Tessa left the house, saying she had errands to run, and told Saskia to wait there with Nora.
Saskia was starving and thirsty, and asked Nora if she could use the kitchen to make herself something to eat. Nora agreed, saying that she had to do some work, and that Saskia should definitely make them some food. Adding "At least if you make food you won't be busy wetting yourself in your sleep again" and burst out laughing.
Saskia cooked some bacon and eggs, and gave Nora and Tessa some food. As she ate, Saskia knew that it was a bad idea to try and go to the bathroom again without permission, so she held on. Her patience was rewarded as Tessa gave her another clean pair of pants to put on over her wet boxer shorts, and the three then drank some vodka before going to the park.
At the park, Saskia suddenly noticed she was beyond desperate to pee, and that she was already started to leak in her fresh pair of pants. Tessa called her over and ordered her to stand on the grass facing the other girls. Tessa placed a cup under Saskia's right foot, and pointed at the ground, making Saskia squat down over the cup, as Tessa filmed her peeing through her pants into the cup. Tessa then took the cup and emptied it onto Saskia's face, making Saskia gag.
Tessa opened Saskia's wet pants and this time taped her shorts shut as well. Tessa then ordered Saskia to walk home in her wet pants, and told her that when she got home she should either tell her boyfriend everything and ask if he wants to come along next time they hang out or she needs to go to bed with a full bladder and not using the bathroom. Saskia agreed, and Tessa told her to hurry.
When Saskia got home, she told her boyfriend that she had been very drunk, and had wet herself twice during the night. He laughed at her, and told her that he wasn't mad at her but rather disappointed that he hadn't been there to see it himself. He told her he wanted to condition her to pee whenever she hears the jingle of his keys, and immediately pulled out his keys and began to jingle them.
"You can't be serious? My pants are still damp" Saskia said somewhat taken aback.
"I said pee in your pants while I jingle these keys, Saskia" her boyfriend replied in a stern voice, "or else..." He paused briefly and then said "Or else what?"
"Or else" Saskia said meekly, as she began to pee into her pants. It was very clear that she was leaking urine, and she could feel it running down her legs for easily the 8th time in the last 24 hours.
Afterwards he helped her get cleaned up and put on fresh clothes. He insisted that he get to jingle his keys every time she peed, and she pee every time he jingled his keys, every day for the next week. Coincidentally, it was the next weekend that Tessa and Nora came to visit.
The evening with Saskia's boyfriend James, along with Tessa and Nora was initially very relaxed and jovial. As they started to become more drunk though, James took out his eyes and started to jingle them in front of Saskia's face as the other girls looked curiously at her.
"Can't you see I'm peeing!" Saskia yelled at him, laughing nervously as she realized how embarrassing it was to pee with someone standing directly in front of you, and how much she couldn't help but pee at the sound of the jingling keys. Tessa and Nora burst out laughing, and James couldn't help but suppress a huge smile at the large wet spot forming in Saskia's jeans.
James replied "Yes, sweety, that's the fun of this game, now stop making a big deal out of your wet pants and have another drink"
Saskia just laughed nervously at Tessa and Nora, who both giggled back and grabbed more drinks from the bar. James began to playfully jingle his keys in front of Saskia again, and Saskia felt that she was going to pee her pants even more right there. She tried to resist by focusing on breathing deeply and staying calm, but she knew she couldn't hold it in any longer.
"OK, OK, I'm peeing! Pleae stop, at least for now" Saskia pleaded.
As Saskia lifted her hands to cover her crotch, James pulled her hand away and continued to jingle his keys in front of her face. Saskia tensed up and clenched her legs tight, trying to hold it in, but the sensation of her pee continued to seep into her panties and pants. James continued for a few more seconds and stopped, leaving Saskia sitting in a puddle on the floor as Tessa and Nora returned with a new bottle of vodka.
"Stop being such a baby about it, Saskia" Tessa said, as she handed Saskia a fresh pair of panties to put on over her wet pants. "Come on, let's go take some pictures of you all wet"
Saskia and the girls went outside, James followed with a camera. The fresh underwear Saskia had put on over her jeans had already soaked through, and she looked like some kind of ridiculous superhero. Her wet pants were so heavy that they almost dragged along the ground behind her.
Saskia's friends took several shots of her wearing nothing but wet pants and sneakers, bending down, standing up, touching her toes, laughing, walking around. When they were done they returned back to the house, and James took Saskia to the back to get a fresh pair of pants. Tessa and Nora sat alone at the table in the living room now, and started discussing what to do next, Tessa said, "It's absolutely hilarious that we can apparently make Saskia pee with our keys now!" to which Nora laughed so loud she was scared it would annoy the neighbors, and replied "I know right, we need to do that like all the time, let's pour some drinks and get our keys ready for when Saskia comes back with James."
A few moments later, Saskia returned in a fresh pair of jeans with James. She looked very embarrassed as she walked into the kitchen next to the living room, and stood in the kitchen while James quickly changed her pants and put on a fresh t-shirt.
Saskia asked her friend's why they were talking about her and making her pee her pants, and she was shocked to hear them say this. Tessa laughed and said, "Because it so totally fits you Saskia, you are a pants pisser, but a fun one, here have a drink" she said and offered Saskia a tall glass of vodka. Saskia stared at her blankly, and her friend's laughed.
Tessa said "No, really, Saskia, you're a little pisser in the pants, and it's funny that you think us girls don't know"
Nora added, "You're always saying no when we all know you end every party in wet pants, and probably like it like that."
Saskia turned bright red and said "No, no I'm not, it's only happened that once or twice, I've never tried to deliberately pee my pants before"
Her friend's all laughed at her and said "Oh come on Saskia, everyone knows you always go home in soaking wet pants. You literally wet your bed twice last nice" Tessa said, unable to keep from laughing as she pulled out her keys and started shaking them in front of Saskia's face. Saskia squirmed under their laughter, and said "I guess I am a little pisser in the pants, but please stop teasing me like that!" as her fresh pair of jeans got a wet spot about the size of apple.
Nora and Tessa laughed loudly, and James started laughing too, but telling them "That's enough for now, let's drink and play poker. We are better sips of vodka."
Saskia positioned herself to play poker with her friends, and James followed suite. Saskia took a large gulp of vodka and held her bladder with her visibly damp pants while she played cards with her friends, and James took pictures. Saskia was enjoying herself now, and feeling a bit drunk. But after losing a big bet, Saskia had to drink her entire glass of vodka, and went from a little drunk to very drunk. As her friends gave her another round of drinks, Saskia's condition began to worsen.
Tessa lost track of the number of drinks, but said "Ok, Saskia, you've had enough, go pee, we'll stop drinking too, ok?" but Saskia was too drunk to answer, and she laid down next to the table. Nora and Tessa began talking more with James, who shared their common amusement at Saskia's propensity for pants wetting. Nora asked, "Do you think she'll pee in we shake our keys near her ear in her sleep?"
James said, "Maybe, let's try it," and they all began to shake their keys in front of Saskia's ear. She didn't wake up, but she did start to pee as soon as they started shaking their keys. After a few seonds they had stopped laughing as hard and stopped. Tessa suggested, "Let's do it for a few seconds every few hours, I think it is funniest like that, I mean it is only like 20:00."
James agreed, and the three of them continued playing cards, occasionally shaking keys near Saskia's head. They were giggling again when they noticed Saskia's crotch was getting wet. Tessa quickly found a roll of toilet paper and cleaned off the carpet under Saskia, and put a fresh blanket over Saskia to keep her warm.
The conversation started to die down around midnight, and they had already made Saskia pee a few seconds probably every half an hour. Tessa woke Saskia to give her some water to drink to both help her sober up and keep the fun going. Nora was beginning to fall asleep in her chair, and James was getting ready to go to bed for work in the morning, leaving only Tessa awake.
Tessa first relaxed and tried to sleep before deciding to put Nora's hand in warm water before jingling her keys once more near Saskia for a few seconds, then laying down to sleep on the couch. It seemed like she only just closed her eyes when she heard Saskia say "Tessa, can I pee?"
She opened her eyes and saw Saskia stumble drunk into the kitchen and sit on the floor.
Tessa laughed groggily, pulled out her keys, and began to shake them in front of Saskia's ear. The girl began to laugh nervously and said "No, please don't make me pee so much, I'm trying to get to sleep, it's late, no, I have to go to work tomorrow evening. But I'm a panty pisser and I can't help it at all when you jiggle your keys" Saskia said to Tessa as a puddle began to spread out under Saskia in the kitche, drenching the seat of her pants before she laid back down, pulling the blanket from the border to the living room and covering herself halfway, her wet pants still visible to Tessa as she realxed on the couch, looking over to see Nora also had a visible wet crotch while asleep on the chair.
Tessa shook her head and said "You are a mess, and it's funny how you can't even hide it anymore, I guess we'll have to clean this place tomorrow. Oh well, good night, you two"
A few minutes later Tessa was fast asleep on the couch.
***
Tessa awoke to the alarm clock ringing in her ears, a few hours later than usual, and remembered what happened at the party. She got up slowly, her mind foggy as she yawned and stretched. Nora was still asleep, her crotch still wet, but Tessa made the effort to remove the bowl of water that she had put Nora's hand in to in order to make her pee in her sleep. On her way to the bathroom, Tessa went over to the sleeping Saskia and jingled her keys again to see if she would pee. Unsurprisingly but very amusingly, it worked and a new puddle formed under the sleeping Saskia
She felt her bladder full, and figured she had to pee badly. She sat in the kitchen, drinking tea and eating some toast. Then she stood up to leave, but decided to shake her keys in front of Saskia's head one more time, except this time both Tessa and Saskia peed in their pants. It was hilarious, and Tessa did not want to stop, but after a few moments she could feel her panties getting heavier and knew she was peeing in her pants. She said to Saskia, "I've gotta go, sorry, I don't know why I'm still drunk. But hey, this morning all three of us girls are panty pissers apparently"
Tessa looked down at her own slightly wet crotch and chucked, knowing Saskia was literally in fully soaked clothes in a puddle. Before leaving, she set Saskia's phone to play keys jingling whenever Tessa, Nora, or James called. She smiled and walked out of the house, heading to her car.
***
After work, James was walking home, but he had forgotten to take his key with him, and had locked himself out of the house. Saskia had already woken up, showered, and gotten the house cleaned up again. She was wearing a fresh pair of light pink jogging pants. James dialed in her number to call her to ask her to let him in.
"Hey babe! Sorry, I forgot my key here, can you let me in? Please?"
Saskia giggled and replied "Sure, I'll be right there"
He waited for five minutes, and when he couldn't wait any longer, he called again. Unfortunately for Saskia, she was literally opening the door in that moment as the phone rang, the ringtone being jingling keys. James stared in amusement as his girlfriend's face turned red as she realized the ringtone was makinng her pee her pants.
"Oh! Sorry James, I was just about to let you in!" she said, and shut the door behind her. James hung up as he noticed the growing wet spot on Saskia's sweatpants. He said "Oh sweety, you panty pisser, it's ok, it's a good look for you, you don't need to change" as he found his keys in the kitchen.
Saskia was sitting on the couch, watching TV, not caring much about the wet spot on her pants as she enjoyed the fact that James was amused by her wetting herself. Saskia dozed off and dreamed of jingling keys, peeing her pants completely in front of the TV in her sleep.
***
The next day, Tessa woke up early, and spent some time in the shower, enjoying the hot water while she washed her hair. She dried herself, and was surprised to find a large wet stain on the front of her white panties she had taken off after getting up. Tessa then went back to her bed to discovered she had wet her bed for the first time in years. She immediately called Saskia, who came over immediately after getting changed. Tessa told her what had happened, and Saskia giggled as she remembered how she had woken up the previous day. She offered Tessa a spare pair of panties, which Tessa accepted gratefully. Nora came in, seeing the situation, laughed and pulled out her keys from the pocket of her jeans.
Nora had worn a pair of jean shorts yesterday, and had slept in them last night. They were stained with small spots of pee, and Tessa knew the reason. Tessa pointed at Nora's damp crotch and laughed, as the jingling keys made Saskia'S laughing turn into a gasp as Saskia began to pee her pants as Nora shook the keys.
Tessa teased Saskia and asked her if she wanted to try it too, and Saskia, who was literally peeing her pants, said yes. The three ladies stood in a circle and started shaking the keys together, making each other wet their pants. After a few minutes, they stopped and stood in silence, looking at each other, smiling, and wearing wet pants.
Tessa then said "Ok, we're going to get dressed now, and leave, but first let'S do a contest where the loser doesn't get to change out of their wet clothes."
Saskia's and Nora's eyes lit up, and they played rock paper scissoors, with Tessa winning, and Nora losing the right to change out of her wet shorts.
Saskia dropped off the two girls at work, and James met her after work. He had been feeling rather nervous all day, and Saskia noticed this. Saskia decided to tease him and walk seductively towards him, letting her wet dress ride up her thighs. James got very excited, and Saskia could see his hard dick in his pants. As Saskia and james had sex, Nora was preoccupied with trying to ignore her wet shorts at work.
She'd tried to do her job as well as possible, but she kept getting distracted by her wet crotch, and the jingling keys on her uniform that were making her pee more and more. When she finally got home, she headed straight for the bathroom, and peed in the toilet without even taking her shorts off. It as at this moment that Tessa got back from work and walked in on Nora peeing through her pants, exclaiming, "Oh my God! You are peeing your pants in my house! What is wrong with you!?"
Nora was horrified, and started crying, as Tessa made fun of her for wetting her pants, and then ordered Nora to lock away all her dry pairs of shorts. Nora thought this was a little mean, but she complied, allowing herself to be mocked for her wet shorts by Tessa all day long, occasionally Tessa would shake some keys as she walked by Nora, causing her to squirm in embarrassment as she further wet her pants.
At dinner, James and Saskia told Nora and Tessa about their new "contest", asking her to play along. Nora protested, saying she didn't want to wear her wet shorts anymore. But the whole group told Nora to stop spoiling the fun, and the game began.
***
Nora had been wearing her shorts all day, and her butt was soaking wet with urine. The contest was to see who could jump the furthest. Nora was hesitant to go outside in her wet shorts but Saskia told her, "stop being a coward, you're just as much a panty pisser as I am"
Nora agreed, and jumped out of the car, landing on the grass. She quickly followed up with another jump, landing again in the grass.
Nora started to have trouble jumping, because her legs were getting tired, and she couldn't control her bladder anymore at the third and final jump. Saskia, who came in last, couldn't help but hysertically laugh at Nora soaking her shorts in public. Tessa, who won the context, celebrated by jingling her keys in Saskia's face.
Nora was humiliated and took off her wet shorts, but not before giving Tessa a hard look, whose face softened in response. Meanwhile, Saskia's laugh turned to a groan as she also began completely peeing in her pants. Tessa smiled widely, standing between her two wet friends and asking James to take a picture.
After everyone had changed, and taken a shower, Tessa suggested that the four of them go out for ice cream, and this time Saskia joined in, telling Nora that she didn't need to be embarrassed about her wet shorts. Although most people didn't notice, Nora still caught many people laughing at her still clearly wet shorts as they went to get ice cream.
The four of them sat down at an outdoor table, and had a great conversation, and laughed a lot. Nora felt very relaxed, and enjoyed herself. However, Tessa did notice that Nora was sitting with her legs crossed tightly, and that she kept shifting around every once in a while. Just for fun, Tessa tightened Nora's belt as much as possible, putting more intense pressure on her already full bladder.
Nora looked slightly uncomfortable, but didn't protest as she started to occasionally leak in her shorts every time she bent forward. Once they left the ice cream shop, Tessa stopped walking, and pulled Nora behind a tree, so that no one else could see them. She pushed Nora down onto her soaking wet shorts bottoms, and commanded, "Now finish wetting your pants like a good panty pissing Nora."
Nora nodded, and clenched her butt cheeks together, as she began to pee uncontrollably. Her shorts became soaked quickly, and Tessa grabbed her hands, forcing them into her lap. Nora struggled against Tessa as she continued to pee in her shorts, and Tessa wouldn't let go, making Nora soak her hands and her shorts completely.
Tessa released Nora's hands, and asked her if she was done. Nora said yes, but then added, "but I can't stand it anymore, i'm going to pee myself" Tessa smiled, and replied "I knew it, you just love the feeling of wetting yourself"
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The night flight went on as usual, but there was one thing. This time it was going without Sanya, and for Eila that was the scariest thing in the world. Not that she couldn't do the patrol without her Orussian lover, but she felt lonely. She stared off into the distance, occasionally turning her gaze to the almost blue crowns of the conifers. The weather was very cool for this time of year, but it didn't matter. What bothered her most was the fact that she was all alone. It made her feel nauseous every now and then.
"Why isn't Sanya around? Is she having such a hard time recovering? It's just a simple pneumonia!"
Scolded Eila to herself, turning her gaze away from time to time. She looked around, then looked down and gradually began to feel that her bladder was giving the first signals that it should be emptied. The girl thought about doing so during the flight, but gave up on that decision. It was necessary to get back to the base faster. A seriously ill friend was waiting for her there.
The flight back seemed longer than it had been to the extreme point of the patrol, and the desire to relieve oneself was increasing by the second. A few kilometres from Berlin, Eila thought she could do it. This was the last point where she could urinate in the air. However, the desire to be at the bedside of the girl she loved was greater than anything else. She wanted to snuggle up to her friend's aching body and heal her simply by her presence.
She immediately headed for the base of the 501 Wing location, literally as she flew, feeling her bladder increasingly asking her to relieve it. However, she cannot give this permission. A cool breeze hits her face and she tries to distract herself from the increasing pressure, which however is getting stronger. She rolls over onto her back and just stares at the moon and the stars, trying to count them. All this was done in the hope of distracting herself from the urge to urinate. And it seemed to be working.
However, the first serious test began during the landing. Eila, as witches are supposed to do when landing, put her feet forward. The striker unit hit the concrete surface of the runway with a typical sharp thud. And at that very moment, Eila truly felt the despair coursing through her entire body. She wanted to grab her crotch with all her might, but as Suomus' best witch she can have managed to talk her bladder into waiting a little longer.
Nor could she physically grab her crotch abruptly. Still, it is advisable to keep your hands in the air when landing, balancing slightly. The girl literally flew to the end of the runway and activated the emergency reset of striker unit. She wanted to write it off as an accident, but really wanted to get to the bathroom. She had almost forgotten that she had to care for her sick friend.
As soon as the girl frantically, all the time mistakenly, hitched the unit to the launcher and put her mg 42 next to it, she went as fast to the toilet as she could...
Every step echoed in her almost full bladder. The girl knew that her body would not last much longer and something had to be done. But she refused to show the mechanics and her friends her need. Only when she entered the staff building did she deign to move her hand to her crotch.
However, the girl was in no hurry to squeeze there with all her might. She assessed the situation a little better and calmed down. Her body was ready to endure for no small amount of time, but the condition was already alarming. But somehow she knew that she was about to come to the washroom and relieve herself. Thoughts of the yellow stream flowing out of her and hitting the porcelain walls of the toilet bowl entered her mind one by one. The girl imagined the picture in different ways. Largely because she thought she could afford to think about urinating.
- Eila hi. - Suddenly Eila, who was engrossed in thoughts of her own victory, was distracted by somebody.
- Co-commander Minna…Hello…
- Eila, I urgently need to assign you to look after my office. - The commander looked a little nervous.
- But I... Um... - Tension flashed across Suomus girl face. (Suomus is analogy of Finland in this world).
- No buts! - Minna exclaimed.
Eila realised that there was no chance of avoiding this order. She might have asked, "Why can't Captain Barkhorn do it?" But she knew. The commander's orders could not be disobeyed at a time like this and despite her full bladder she opened the door of Minna's office. Her ability to predict vaguely hinted to her that the time for which she would have to take over the post was uncertain. But Eila knew that there was simply no going back. She made her way inside the office. She sat down at her desk and noticed that the commander didn't even say goodbye to her.
Eila crossed her legs to her knees, squeezing her hips tightly together. That was all she went for. As long as she sat up it was easier to endure. She was well acquainted with the fact that arriving at base with wet pants was dangerous when on duty in northern latitudes. Despite her physical resilience to the irritants and the heat the module gave off, wet panties wouldn't end well. Eila knew how to be patient and knew that she would have to keep her bladder full again for as long as it took.
Either way, there was no point in retreating. The girl would have to hold it on to it for as long as it took, but she could not understand that it would not end quickly. Eila was familiar with the basic techniques of what to do in such a situation. She had to squeeze her hips tightly together and try to thinking of something dry.
- So good... It's not the first day in my life that I'm holding back urine, is it? - She asked herself and looked down at her white tights in the crotch area.
She moaned a little and lightly stroked her stomach, realising that these touches only made her feel heavier. On the other hand, it felt unexpectedly pleasant. Eila herself was shocked that she was enjoying it. She had certainly heard of people who liked to hold their urine, but to do it like this...
However, massaging your bladder and its bulge in this way for a long time is dangerous enough. She was, however, very aware of how this might end, so she slowly and gently moved her hand to her crotch. Suomus girl gently cradled her crotch with her fingers, placing one of them against the urethra. Images of her already sitting on the toilet and relaxing began to enter her head.
But they urgently needed to be chased away. The girl stared at the table for some time. Her eyes skimmed the texture of the wood of the commander's desk. She took every action she could to mentally relax herself. Or rather not to relax, but to distract. Inhale - exhale. And so on until the urge was gone. But Eila knows it won't go away.
She crossed her legs again and exhaled. Along with this, she felt the yellow warm liquid already ready to burst out. It seemed to be literally cutting her urethra. Eila just had to stop it from leaking. Just didn't let it leaking.
But at that moment a few drops fell into her white knickers, leaving small yellow marks on them. The girl sighed and begin squeezed her crotch with both hand. In her youth, Eila had been in this situation many times before, when she was on the verge of losing control. But at that time she was usually already either standing at the door of the toilet, or already essentially sitting on it. And that one she was ready to wet herself on the chair where her commander usually sat.
Fluid had already started to accumulate inside her urethra. She realised that the sphincter was no longer able to tighten with the same force. She squeezed her hips tightly, hoping to help him, but her body was unable to do so. She feels new droplets penetrate outwards, touching her panties. After a moment the girl realises that she won't be able to hold it in. The commander has been gone long enough and it is unlikely that Minna will return so soon. And so Eila decides to relieve herself in a vase of some kind. But there wasn't one vase nearby either.
- I can't seem to hold it any longer... - The girl moaned.
At this point, a small spurt of urine coming out of her body threw her into shock. The girl shrieked loudly and with all her might began to press on her crotch, thrusting her fingers covered with drops of hot urine into her urethra. Despair grew to an unbelievable stage. The rubbing of her thighs was no longer helping her patience. Even squeezing her crotch could do nothing to help her. A slight shiver ran through her body as another short trickle leaked out.
A tear flowed down her cheek as she realised that she could no longer contain such flows. Chaotic and totally uncontrollable leaks became frequent in those moments. Eila knew she had only minutes to endure. After a moment, she accepted her defeat. But her body was no longer willing to let go of the urine. The body itself seemed to be fighting to the end.
But these leaks were undermining her desire to hold on. It was over. The girl pressed tightly on her hands crotch and counted the seconds.
After a while, the girl started catching even bigger streams in her hands. She squirmed, shuddered, and after a moment her body failed. The urethra, literally flaming with desperation, spurted out a stream of urine. The girl could not stop it. The yellow stream left her body at breakneck speed. Her panties were quickly soaked from the front, as was the part that was in contact with the stool. The white, thick pantyhose began to flood with streams of urine. And tears flowed from her eyes. Eila was still trying to stop, but she knew it was the end.
- Noooo! Please stop! - But her words not helped her.
Eila couldn't remember how long it had taken her to urinate. But when the last drops left her exhausted body and she laid her head on the table, she realised The puddle she had created was impossible to miss with even a cursory glance. The girl watched as the hem of her uniform and the sleeves became darker due to direct contact with the urine. The girl sighed.
She realised that she had to take off her wet knickers, tights and socks. She also had to take her shoes off. It is not comfortable to walk around with wet shoes. The girl sat down to take off her shoes and could not help but notice that her flow was able to penetrate even here. Well. It looked like she would have to do the laundry her clothes. But what was taking the commander so long to return?
- I wonder what she's doing? - Eila asked herself.
If Eila really knew why Minna was in such a state and why she had so abruptly ordered the girl to look after the study, then Eila would understand her commander. As soon as Suomus girl complied with the order, Minna bent in half and clenched her buttocks without hiding. She had not felt such a strong urge to relieve herself for a very long time.
She knew that because she hadn't gone to the toilet for a long time, sooner or later it would want to come out on its own. But she had no idea that she would not have time to perform all her duties.
Yes, it is. Minna has long tried to endure it and endure the urge until she has fulfilled all her duties. However, after quite a while, in which she rocked on the chair and pressed herself against it, she realised - she couldn't do it. The girl left the office shortly before Eila appeared in the corridor and took the chance. Barely hiding the incredibly strong urge to poop Minna instructed Eila to watch the study and as soon as the door closed she leaned forward.
The 501 Wing Commander squeezed her buttocks and moved her hands to her ass, trying to help her body. At one time she was jokingly nicknamed 'Wing's Most Powerful Ass', because she deatroyed enemy by her ass. But at the now the girl knew that everyone was equal before nature and she wouldn't last long. She could feel how it ramming against her gate and preparing to open her anus without permission. She sighed and went to the toilet.
The hardest part was just holding on and trying to concentrate. Which makes sense. Minna was already at such a level of desperation that she no longer knew how she could support her ass. At one point she stopped and sat down on the windowsill. In that position, turd was unlikely to just come out. And it would be possible to think about what she would do next. She was breathing heavily and trying to work out which toilet she should go to.
- The toilet doesn't work here...Oh...That hurts...Please wait a little longer... - Minna thought. - On the other floor the toilets are being cleaned... Only the one that's... Farthest away.
She pulled herself up on feet with an effort, feeling her anus throb slightly, and squeezed her buttocks again with all her might.
- Please…Not open! – Said she.
When she felt that the situation had more or less stabilised, she once again took a heavy breath in her chest and walked forward. It was not a short journey. Her body could hardly take it anymore, and she was so far from the nearest toilet. After all, she had a long way to go to reach it. And given that it was the only one working, there might be someone there. However, the girl was no longer embarrassed that someone would hear her relieving herself.
The girl felt like it was going to come out just a little bit more. But she stoically held on to it. She is, after all, the wing commander. And she holds the rank of colonel for a reason. Simply hold it.
However, after walking a few metres, the girl bent almost in half, feeling her stomach sending her signals. These signals spoke of his intention to relieve himself. Whether Minna wanted it or not. The girl squeezed her buttocks with all her might, but felt her anus open slightly. She sighed sharply. It was so sudden for her and so close to defeat.
Turd seemed to coming out just a few millimetres in front. But the commander's face showed only shock and a feeling of utter helplessness. Drops of sweat rolled down her face. But she made up her mind to continue on her way. Surrender now is stupid. She didn't make it down to the ground floor to the first toilet was pointless.
The hardest part was going down the stairs in this state. Every now and then the girl's body was ready to unleash a new wave of despair and pain on her. Minna knew that if this happened, she would most likely lose control.
Her hands were still clasped tightly to her bottom and she prayed to all the gods that no one wouldnt saw her like this. That said, it was worth noting that the girl was far from superstitious. However, after walking down the first flight of stairs she felt tears in her eyes.
It was so hard for her that she had already started to cry. But she had to keep moving forward. Just keep going. She asked her body to wait a few more minutes. She knew that in her condition she would not make it to the toilet quickly.
The second flight and the second staircase were particularly difficult. Here her stomach ached wildly again, and the poo moved a little further forward. Minna no longer knew how much effort to put into squeezing her buttocks. It just about stopped working.
Her eyes began to go a little darker. Holding it were getting very difficult. The girl was already walking on the lowest floor, where there was a working toilet. So far she had not met anyone. She hardly knew what she was going to do when she reached her destination. After all, she would have to let go of her hands to open the door. Or at least remove one hand. And that would mean that her valve would be instantly breached. But she didn't care anymore. In the toilet she could poop herself as long as no one saw her shame.
Between her legs, she shivered feverishly. Her muscles were overworked, drawing the last of her strength to keep the tremendous load at bay. It was agony.
Minna felt it begin to come out. Her strength was simply not enough anymore. She tried to avoid defeat, but it was no longer possible. After a while, the girl finally was near to the toilet door.
- No! No! No… - She screamed as it began to leave her body. – Please not coming out! Why it…Why won't it stop! Please hold it! Not moooove!!!
The big, thick turd squeezed between her buttocks and continued move. It hit her purple panties, stretching them slightly. Minna felt that she could no longer squeeze. Her whole body seemed to tremble and just unload itself. The girl adopted a sullen expression on her face and walked into the bathroom. She went to the first toilet stall that suited her.
As soon as she closed the stall door her panties stopped holding back the pressure and her poop started falling to the floor in front of the toilet.
- I couldn't - Silently she said.
Next, the girl just started cleaning up after herself. She thought it was a nasty business. But as if she had a choice? Minna felt extremely ill. She had plans to take a hot shower, but clearly not after this. Once she had cleaned up after herself in the toilet, she went to the shower room. Then she can wash her knickers and she would be fine. But this day will be remembered as the worst day of her adult life.
It was very difficult. Sanya looked up at the ceiling. Her breathing was extremely intermittent and sparse. Her whole body was aching and feverish. She had been feeling incredibly ill for the past few days. As Miyafuji and the other doctors said, her life was not in danger. However, she felt extremely unwell.
For some time, the Orusian girl stared at the ceiling and sobbed occasionally. She was thirsty and there seemed to be a slight feeling of nausea somewhere in the depths of her subconscious. The girl thought she was dying, but in reality she was just reflecting the effects of pneumonia. She did not know when or under what conditions she had fallen ill. But luckily it happened after the defeat of the neuroi and the liberation of Berlin.
The girl carefully took the glass of water in her trembling hand. She had been thirsty for the last half hour. Yoshika had advised her to drink more, which Sanya adhered to. However, a problem immediately arose as to how she would go to the toilet. The girl felt that her body was too weak and she would not be able to walk properly on her own. So Lynnet, who was on duty at her bedside all the time, often helped Alexandra.
Today, however, the lovely British girl didn't show up. Or rather, she left to help Yosika buy new medicines, as it turned out there was a severe shortage of antibiotics and other important medicines at the base. And Sanya was well aware that some of these medicines were for her own use as well. The girl drank half a glass of water.
She felt she needed to drink more fluids and eat well. But there was hardly any appetite. She stared at the ceiling and blinked slowly several times. She did not know what to occupy herself with. Apart from her heavy and seemingly iron-chained breathing, she could feel her throat hurting. Her whole body shuddered from time to time. The girl slowly reached for the mercury thermometer.
The girl felt that she had a fever, but she wanted to know exactly what kind. If it got really bad she could try asking for Gertruda Barkhorn to help her. Sweat rolled off her forehead and she felt her breathing becoming a little easier. Still she was on the mend, but it was very hard. She carefully put the thermometer on and began to measure her temperature.
- This is so…Hard. – Thinking girl.
There were long and harrowing minutes of waiting for the thermometer to take the temperature. The girl tried not to move. Breaking the mercury thermometer was the last thing she needed to do to ruin her week.
It took quite some time before Sanya's delicate hand reached under her pretty nightgown. She pulled out a thermometer and was slightly disappointed. The device, though seemingly obsolete for our time, was quite accurate and showed her body temperature almost unmistakably. 39.4 degrees Celsius.
This morning it was about 38.9 degrees Celsius. She started trying to look for medicine to bring the temperature down. But she could not find it. Then she still decided that she needed help. Even though it was very late, she decided to try and get a temporary 'health watchman'.
- Trude! Barkhorn - san!
The girl waited for a while and was already thinking of trying to call out again. But at that moment the door of her room opened and Gertrude walked in with a kindly sisterly smile. In spite of her smile, the Karlsland witch face showed her lack of sleep and the fact that she had been awakened in the middle of the night. But the girl had endured more than that. She approached Alexandra and asked.
- What with you, Sanya?
- I need an antipyretic. Please...
Gertrude began to rummage around the girl's bedside table, where Miyafuji had a number of vials of medicine. In our times, they could all be lumped together into a few simple remedies known to everyone. But now it was the 1940s, and the right amount of medication, and even during the war, was very hard to find. Finding the right one was difficult, but Trudе never managed to do so.
- Here's the bottle, but it's empty. - Slowly the girl replied. - There are only painkillers.
- All right, give me some painkillers. - Stretched out Sanya. - At least it'll make my bones ache less.
- Poor girl…
Gertrude handed the medicine to Alexandra on a small spoon and she modestly swallowed it. Sanya looked extremely strange, when she did it. But it was also true. The medicine was incredibly bitter, and so the girl hurriedly drank it down with water.
- Спасибо…(Thanks)
Gertrude took a cloth from a nearby basin and placed it on the forehead of the girl who coughed several times. There was a look of obvious concern on karlsland girl face. She stroked her friend's head and said softly.
- Everything is going to be all right, Sanya. Don't worry.
- But I’m not worry, Barkhorn-san. Go sleep.
- Was? Ok. Good night Sanya.
Barkhorn quietly walked out the door again, leaving Sanya alone with herself. However, her friend suddenly realized one thing.
- Я хочу писать…(I want to pee…) – Thinking Sanya.
The girl felt at the same time that she could not go to the bathroom. Not that she felt bad at all, but she decided to keep it. She was setting herself a completely impossible goal. It was too long until morning. But her mind was clouded by illness. That's why this decision seemed logical to her.
The girl squirmed a little and rubbed her thighs lightly. Alexandra felt that her tired body simply would not allow her to get up. It was getting very hot. Or cold, for the girl was shivering slightly. She coughed hard several times. Her lungs seemed to ache with incredible force. How she wished her illness would finally begin to recede. In a moment, however, she was able to concentrate. Still, her main problem now was an almost full bladder, not her high fever.
This fullness was felt. That liquid that Sanya drank in the evening slowly drained into her bladder. And there was nothing she could do about it. It was clear that her body could hardly hold out much longer. But her mind clouded, and so she just looked at the clock that was ticking slowly in her room and sighed. She was determined to hold urine.
At one point a water balloon displayed in her head that resembled her bladder, and it was filled almost to the brim.
The girl decided not to call anyone else, but to concentrate directly. The clock was beating its rhythm. And the minute hand slowly but surely moved forward. However, Sanya tried not to look at the clock. It was too frightening by its mere presence. It felt like time was moving forward at half the speed it should.
Soon the girl began to realize that there was actually a lot against her in this situation. She is still forced to look at the clock purely out of curiosity. And their rhythm seemed to turn into an eternity. And Sanya began to realize that in order to last she would have to wait a very long time. But the weakness was too strong. Soon the girl realized that she would not hold out. It was simply impossible.
- Моча теплая…(Urine is warm) - Said the girl.
The thought of it leaking out on its own was unbearable. Sanya realized that she should have agreed to the night potty. But it was too late. Her lips curled slightly the first time it happened.
Thoughts that the warm liquid from her body might actually warm her up took hold of the girl. It all came together into a logical picture. Her sphincter began to slowly give way and soon a few drops were inside her urethra. She didn't have the strength to just hold it in herself. She slowly grabbed her hands between her legs...
She felt as if she could feel those drops in her urethra. And soon the girl released drops into her panties. A few drops were followed by a small and light trickle. Sanya instantly strained her fingers, trying to keep herself from leaking.
- Кажется немного протекло. (It seems I have pee a little.)
Sanya didn't remember how long it had been since the first small leak, but her despair was growing more and more serious. The fluid was already literally demanding to be able to leave the sick girl's body in peace, and she whimpered a little. More drops of sweat appeared on Sanya's face and then she coughed several times.
- О нет! Нет! Нет! Нееет! (Oh no! No no noоo!) – Cried girl.
A stream left her body in this moment of weakness. The girl had heard from Yoshika that everything in the body is interconnected in one way or another. And what's to say, she knew it partly herself. So she just got upset that the flow had left her body and started trying to stop it.
Her hands clamped down on her pajama pants and she pushed them with all her might between her legs. The warm current passed through her soft, snow-white panties without too much trouble. It immediately began to spread over her pink pajama pants. A stain began to show on them. And the girl slipped her hands into her panties.
Her hands pressed against her urethra and stream began to wash over her fingers. A stream of hot fluid flooded her palms and passed through them. The girl squeezed the sphincter out of the last one and crushed the urethra with her fingers. That proved to be enough. The flow subsided slightly and then stopped.
Sanya realized that she was going to pee herself. But she had no other choice. The girl closed her eyes and set a goal to endure as long as she could. In addition, the fact that the fluid was flowing out so unevenly gave her incredible pleasure. After a while she felt the urge to urinate again.
- Я буду бороться до конца. (I will fight until the end!) - Thought the girl.
Soon the girl realized again that fluid leakage was inevitable. This time on her own. Without the help that her body was distracted.
She lightly stroked her crotch with her hands still buried in her underwear. A warm stream gushed out into her palms. It felt so good and so wet. The girl exhaled and accepted the defeat of the battle. It was a long battle, but the girl decided that was it. She had had enough. The battle was unbearably hard and it was time to end it.
When the flow dried up completely, she modestly looked at her watch. It is worth noting that the fluid was not leaving her body as quickly as it seemed. It was about two minutes. However, Sana enjoyed the sensation so much. After all, she was still trying to stop the process.
- Truuude!!!
Epilogue
In the morning, Sanya's and Eila's clothes, panties and sheets hung modestly after being washed. Gertrude Barkhorn did the laundry for everyone. Minna chose to hide her shame. She cleaned the bathroom at night and secretly washed the panties herself. |
It is like... 3AM and this is my first fictional story about this kind of subject. I just combined every single one of my fantasies into ONE holy shit kinda thing so uhhhh enjoy
Chloe steps through the door. She's in a waiting room. Chloe sits down, and starts to play with her fingers out
of boredom. the doors behind her lock. How did she get here? It's a long story. Why don't I tell you about it?
Chloe woke up one morning to a letter on her doorstep. "Eviction Notice".
Her landlord had been bugging her for a while now, so Chloe knew she had to get the money soon. Later that day, while brainstorming
ideas to get money, Chloe decided to take a break and head to the local cafe. She ordered her coffee, and accidentally got a duplicate
coffee along with her original coffee. Chloe, who didn't want to seem wasteful, took the two coffees and sat down at a table.
Chloe drank both of the coffees and her mind was blank. how could she possibly pay rent in this short time-frame?
Chloe then realizes if she can't come up with anything, she should go back to her apartment and start packing up her things.
That was until a flier on the wall of the coffee shop took her attention.
"TEST SUBJECT NEEDED! We will be running experiments that will sure make you drip with excitement! If you participate, you get
to earn five thousand dollars in cash!"
This was more than enough money to pay for Chloe's rent, so she rushed to her car and drove to the
location stated on the flier. The building she parked at was unusual. It looked suspicious enough to the point where any sane person would try to get as far away from the building as they possibly could. Then again, she needed the money.
She stepped through the doors of the building. Nobody seemed to be in the building, so Chloe went up to the receptionist desk.
Chloe then saw a piece of paper telling her to go through the door on her right.
Chloe stepped through the door. She was in a waiting room. Chloe sat down, but soon realized that the coffees were getting to her.
She started playing with her fingers to help distract from the pressure, but this didn't work.
All her life, Chloe had a small bladder. Chloe was always on the brink of pissing herself if she wasn't careful with what she drank. Chloe then thought that she would be fine if she just got up to go to the bathroom, but then the unimaginable happened. The doors behind her locked.
Anything past this point is a mystery to Chloe now. Is she going to piss herself? Is she going to make it through the testing? What will
she even change into if she soaks herself?
A TV screen lights up in front of Chloe. It appears to be just audio waveforms.
"Hello, Test Subject!" says a robotic voice.
"Hey?" says Chloe.
"My name is OMO-Bot! Welcome to OMO laboratories!" says OMO-Bot.
"What are you guys testing me on?" asks Chloe.
"Step into the door on your left." says OMO-Bot.
"You didn't answer my question!" says Chloe in frustration.
Chloe slowly stands up while the pressure inside her bladder keeps rising. She enters the door on her left expecting a Scientist she could talk to. Maybe she could ask them if they could lead her to a bathroom. There's no one in the room. She is alone.
The door closes behind her, and locks. All that's in the room is a table.
"Please lay on the table, CHLOE." says OMO-Bot.
"This better be worth the five thousand dollars..." says Chloe.
She slowly walks to the table, trying not to squirt. Below the table is a sewer drain. She wonders why, but can't focus on it because of her bladder. Chloe climbs on top of the table and lays down. She says to herself it'll be okay. just a few tests. A click is heard.
then another, then another, then another. Chloe can't move. Chloe's been cuffed to the table. her arms and her legs are locked.
Since Chloe is cuffed, her legs spread apart, and this only increases Chloe's desperation. Chloe begins taking deep breaths,
but to no avail.
"Stay calm." says OMO-Bot.
"How can I stay calm?! I CAN'T MOVE! LET ME OUT!" screams Chloe.
The table flips more vertically, which makes it even harder for Chloe to hold her pee.
"STOP! STOP! STOP THIS RIGHT NOW! I WANT OUT!" says Chloe.
Robot arms come out and start taking off her clothing one at a time, all until she is stripped to nothing but a bra and her panties.
"HEY! WHY ARE YOU TAKING MY CLOTHES?! PERVERT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!" screams Chloe.
"Activating 'Deranged_Subject_Protocol.exe'." says OMO-Bot.
The robot arms come back, and place duct tape over Chloe's mouth. Chloe fights and fights, but realizes that the more she fights, the more likely she'll pee herself. Chloe settles down. This shows OMO-Bot that they can take off the duct tape.
"We're experimenting how much humans can endure... wetting-related pleasure." says OMO-Bot. "The second you arrived at this facility, there were
chemicals in the building's air that change the way your body creates and processes urine. In this case, the amount of chemicals in the air right now make
your urine production 20% faster."
Chloe wants to scream, but the vibrations of her vocal cords would be enough to make her wet herself. How could this be happening? All she wanted
was to pay rent. Now she's paying the price.
"Feel free to urinate where you are." says OMO-Bot.
"Right here?! Right NOW?!" Chloe thought. Of course she had a strong urge to urinate, but not like this. "Maybe this is what the sewer drain
was for..."
"Do you need assistance?" asks OMO-Bot.
Chloe is shocked. "No! I am not peeing myself!
"Assistance granted." says OMO-Bot. The robot arms rise up again. This time, with vibrators.
"Maybe this will give you the nudge you need," says OMO-Bot.
As the arms gently place the vibrator on her privates, Chloe lets out a yelp. It feels so good, but she feels like she's going to burst.
OMO-Bot realizes that the level that the vibrators are set at are not working, so OMO-Bot amps it up a notch. Chloe lets out a moan. she can't control herself anymore. she can't hold it in. Chloe starts feeling warmness down her crotch and onto her legs, as a urine stream trickles down her thighs.
"MY PANTIES!" cries Chloe. "THEY'RE SOAKED!"
Since the urination production had upped itself 20%, Chloe had way more to pee out. This was a relief to Chloe anyhow. She could even see the robot hands disappearing back to where they came from. This whole debacle could be over, and she could just drive home without her panties on. no big deal.
"Up the chemicals to 50% urine production." says OMO-Bot.
"WHAT?!" yells Chloe.
Chloe starts to feel her bladder build up again, worse than before. Chloe holds it somehow, and tries to keep it that way.
"Now, stop holding it, or I'm going to have to bring out the vibrators again..." says OMO-Bot.
Chloe continues holding her pee. For some reason, she WANTS the vibrators to come back. She doesn't know why, but the sensation of release when she let loose earlier felt otherworldly to her. The warmth of her legs, to the flooding of her underwear was different, but amazing to her.
"BRING IT ON!" screams Chloe.
"If you insist..." says OMO-Bot.
OMO-Bot brings out the vibrators again, and Chloe does her best to hold back. the feeling of uncontrollably bursting was something she wants to experience yet again. OMO-Bot amps up the strength of the vibrators and Chloe bursts. not just an explosion of urine, but cums as well. this intense orgasmic feeling combined with the warmness and wetness of her underwear and thighs just made her too excited. Chloe wondered if she had just gained a new fetish. The vibrators retreat from her privates and OMO-Bot starts taking notes.
Chloe feels drained, but refreshed. Chloe may have even sweat more than she wet her panties. Chloe doesn't want this to be over. in fact, she wants more. thanks to OMO-Bot, she gets her wish.
"Up the chemicals to 75% urine production. says OMO-Bot.
"Oh boy." says Chloe.
At this point in the testing process, Chloe doesn't have the strength in her to hold her pee. She lets go with not a care in the world.
Slight problem, though. a new robot hand comes in with a new toy. Chloe can't figure out for the life of her what it could be.
The robot hand takes Chloe's panties off, sticks a dildo inside of Chloe, and blocks her pee stream.
This causes Chloe to break. Chloe screams. The robot hand moves the dildo back and forth. this causes
Chloe to absolutely lose it. Chloe is enticed by the amount of pleasure she's receiving, but she can't pee.
This creates a tingly feeling inside of her clitoris. The pee keeps building up, ready to head out of her, but inevitably fails.
The dildo moves back and forth at increasing speeds. Chloe's bladder keeps filling up, but the urine has nowhere to go.
The urine washes around in her bladder, tickling her insides. Two more robot hands come out with vibrators.
The hands untie Chloe's bra and place the vibrators on Chloe's tits. Chloe moans with pleasure. Chloe has learned at this point
to not fight back anymore, and to just take part in the pleasure. The table itself starts vibrating. This causes Chloe to REALLY
need to pee. The dildo keeps moving faster and faster, and Chloe can't release. the dildo starts moving even faster, and the vibrators
get set to an even higher setting. Chloe feels like she's going to pass out, and this is the cue for the robot hands to take the dildo out.
Chloe explodes even more than before. The urine floods down her legs like a waterfall.
"Oh, don't think you're done yet." says OMO-Bot.
a robot hand places the dildo back into Chloe. Chloe's stream is again interrupted.
"You weren't the only one to enter this building, you know." says OMO-Bot.
OMO-Bot makes the table Chloe is cuffed onto to travel to another room like a slow rollercoaster ride. Chloe squirms around the whole time
because her vagina is blocked from urinating by the dildo.
"Say hello to Camryn." says OMO-Bot.
Chloe's table goes over to Camryn's, and they're looking at each other face to face. both of which are stripped of their clothing.
The robot arms take out both Chloe's and Camryn's dildos. Both of them leak onto the floor like there's no tomorrow.
"Not so fast," says OMO-Bot. "You know... Sharing is caring."
a robot arm takes out a double sided dildo and places it between Chloe and Camryn. the two tables then push together, making both of them
share the dildo. Chloe and Camryn are tit to tit, and are squishing together. the two tables then move back and forth making them smush together and fuck the dildo together. Camryn is crying to pee, and so is Chloe. vibrators then make their way to each of their tits and vibrate hard.
Camryn's bladder wants to explode, but can't due to the blockage. This is when Camryn realizes that the dildo is hollow. She could technically pee, but It would go directly into Chloe. Camryn couldn't care less.
Camryn starts flooding into Chloe. Chloe feels this sensation and her bladder fills up even more because of Camryn's added urine. Chloe then decides to get her back. Chloe starts flooding into Camryn. Camryn feels this and instantly feels pain. Camryn
floods back into Chloe, and it becomes a war. After a while of this, the dildo pops out. Chloe and Camryn pee all over each other because of the lack of room between them. Some of Camryn's pee lands on Chloe's tits, and Chloe's pee lands on Camryn's. after they finish flooding, Chloe starts cumming all over Camryn. Camryn returns the favor. Now that Chloe and Camryn are covered in white and gold, OMO-Bot lets the girls have a break for a bit.
"Up the chemicals to 90% urine production." says OMO-Bot.
Chloe fills up instantly, and floods on the floor. After she stops, she floods again, and again, and again. The same happens for Camryn.
"Looks like you need some diapers." says OMO-Bot.
The robot hands apply diapers to the two girls.
"Maybe this will prevent some leaking," says OMO-Bot.
"You're the one who's been making us leak!" says Camryn.
"Oh am I? Up the chemicals to 95% urine production." says OMO-Bot.
The two girls keep on flooding the diapers so fast, that they leak heavy amounts of urine.
"You know... for punishment for leaking your diapers, instead of changing your diaper, I'll just lay another one on top." says OMO-Bot.
Chloe leaks and you can hear a loud thud on the floor from the sheer amount of urine.
"Time to add another layer!" says OMO-Bot.
The robot hands add another layer, and the girls just soak again. two more layers applied, two more diapers flooded.
"All that peeing can't be good for you... how about we give you some water to even everything out?" says OMO-Bot.
A Water pipe comes from the ceiling and shoves itself down Chloe's throat. Camryn gets one as well.
The water pipes consistently pump water into them, while they constantly need to pee. Camryn wants to scream, but is blocked by the water pipe.
Chloe's bladder keeps getting fuller and fuller, and she keeps flooding water out of her diaper. This goes on for a while. Camryn and Chloe keep
wetting themselves, and they keep getting more layers of diapers. At this point, Chloe's diaper is the size of a car. no matter how many layers Chloe gets, it does not stop the flood. More robot hands surface with hosepipes and shove them into both of the girl's diapers, and into their pussies.
Chloe is in pain again, seeing as she's blocked from urinating. Along with the pain is a tingling sensation. The constant flow of water into her mouth and pussy makes Chloe need to pee even more. More robot hands surface. The hands shove hosepipes into both of their asses. Chloe and Camryn are in excruciating pain and pleasure. Being triple penetrated by the hosepipes, their bodies are being flooded with water along with their bladders piling up and up with urine. Chloe starts squirming violently, and this shaking causes the tingling to increase. Chloe wants to release so bad, but the pipes won't allow it. The hoses eject from their diapers, and the girls flood so much that the diapers fall to the ground.
"Oh! I didn't mean to do that! Let's put on some new diapers..." says OMO-Bot. "uh oh..."
"What do you mean Uh-oh?!" yells Camryn.
"We only have double diapers now... darn it." says OMO-Bot. "Looks like you have to share."
Double diapers are a singular diaper meant for two people at once. The robots apply the double diaper around Camryn and Chloe. The robot arms also get the vibrators out, and place it at the bottom of their shared diaper.
"Up the chemicals to 100% urine production." says OMO-Bot.
Chloe and Camryn immediately start wetting and flooding themselves. The flood is too much for the diaper to handle, so it leaks. the vibrators tickle both of their pussies violently and cause them to cum uncontrollably, while also pissing uncontrollably. Vibrators shake their breasts violently as Chloe and Camryn moan for their lives. Chloe's stream floods the diaper so much that it goes behind Camryn's rear end. The same goes for Camryn, and Chloe starts placing two of her fingers down on Camryn's pussy. Chloe inserts her fingers and moves them back and forth violently. Camryn takes her hand to Chloe's pussy and inserts her fingers as well. Camryn takes her free hand and places it on Chloe's breasts. She starts rubbing back and forth, and Chloe does the same for Camryn. As both the girls play with each other, they leak uncontrollably and cum all over each other. Chloe then eases herself over to Camryn, and starts licking the cum off of her breasts. Camryn leaks even more, and starts licking off of Chloe's breasts.
"Up the chemicals to 200% urine production." says OMO-Bot.
This causes the shared diaper to fall off because of the sheer force of their combined piss. their urine streams flood down each other's tits, legs and thighs. Camryn and Chloe look into each other's eyes. Will this be over soon? Do they want it to be over? the vibrators shake their tits and pussies one final time and they cum all over each other. Both of their bodies are covered in white and gold. The two girls start leaking the last of their piss.
"Decrease the chemicals to 0% urine production." says OMO-Bot.
The tables that Chloe and Camryn were cuffed to start moving toward where they came from. they stop moving, and the tables release them. they've been dropped
off in the shower room. The two girls wash up and head toward the door when they're done. Inside of that door would be their clothes and their five thousand dollars.
"They weren't lying, were they?" says Chloe.
"I guess not," says Camryn.
Chloe and Camryn get changed into whatever left they have of their clothes, and take their individual five thousand dollars. Chloe makes it back home and counts her money.
"HEY!" says the landlord from outside Chloe's door. "You have my money yet?!"
"Actually... I do. I'll be out in a minute!" says Chloe.
Chloe changes into some different clothes and hands the landlord the money.
"This is the last time you are late to pay rent, am I understood?" says the landlord.
"Yep." says Chloe.
The landlord leaves, and Chloe lies down on her bed.
"What a nightmare..." says Chloe. She then feels strange. she feels... warm. She looks down at her jeans, and then her bed.
"Well shit." says Chloe.
Edited October 19, 2022 by jakeybakey
adding some stuff like triple hosepipe penetration and more double diaper explanation
(see edit history) |
This story was born out of writers block. It follows the rookie Elastigirl in her first year of crime fighting and takes place around sixteen years before the bulk of the first Incredibles film, before she had ever met Mr. Incredible.
The Rookie Super
Helen Truaux knew she was in a serious pickle. The twenty-two year old brunette was pinned down behind a stack of crates under lazer fire from her armored assailants. She was unsure how this group of villains had received such powerful weaponry, but she knew that it was bad news for her getting out of the situation safely, let alone saving this innocent bystander that she had stumbled upon. Staring at her with big eyes, the blonde warehouse worker was shaking in fear as she hid next to the young Super.
Helen cursed inwardly, as she noticed a pang in her bladder. The overfilled organ was only adding to the danger of the situation, threatening to explode into the white form fitting bodysuit and thigh high red boots that she wore as her costume. She had neglected to use the bathroom before leaving on patrol and hours spent patrolling rooftops had only allowed it to fill to the extreme. One of the large perks of Helen’s stretching powers that allowed her to be the superheroine Elastigirl was the fact that she could make subtle changes to her anatomy to benefit how the world perceived her. Although she was embarrassed to admit it to anyone, she had used her powers to slightly enhance the size of her already voluptuous ass, so that it was impossible to ignore. Another less noticeable change she tended to make was to allow her bladder to expand to impossible sizes to put off the needs of her naturally undersized bladder. As a child, prior to her powers manifesting, Helen used to make many more bathroom trips then her friends and peers. Now, with a bit of concentration, Helen was able to put off going to the bathroom for hours beyond what her normal bladder capacity would allow. While this was great in low pressure situations that allowed her to focus on it, unfortunately high stress could cause her to lose concentration and revert to her normal anatomy. As she ducked lazers being shot from the goons of a mysterious supervillain, Helen realized that this was one of those dreaded situations.
“We're gonna die!” wailed the blonde woman, tears streaming down her freckled face. In the five minutes since the attack had started, she had sobbed incessantly, making it impossible for Helen to hide her somewhere and fight the villains.
“We’re going to be fine,” Helen reassured her. “I just need you to calm down so we can escape. What’s your name ma’am?”
“A-A-Astrid,” the hysterical woman stammered between sobs and gasps for air.
“Well Astrid, I’m going to cause a distraction, and you're going to run for that door, okay?” Helen stated, gesturing to the large warehouse entrance on her left, about fifteen feet away from their cover of boxes.
The girl shook her head violently from side to side. “I can’t,” she wailed, despairing.
“You have to,” Helen began to say, but she paused as she heard a trickling sound. Glancing down, she was surprised to see the girl's beige pants turning a darker shade of brown as she voided her bladder in abject fear. The sound of pee hitting fabric promptly reminded Helen of her own need to pee, and for a second her concentration slipped. The momentary lapse caused Helen’s control over her stretched bladder to fade for a millisecond and it contracted aggressively, doubling the urge in her urethra and nearly causing her to spurt into the white thong concealed beneath her costume. Luckily, she quickly regained control and stretched her bladder back to its previous size. She needed to handle this situation quickly so she could find a bathroom and relieve her bursting urge to pee.
“I’m going to attack them,” Helen said to Astrid, nodding over the crate towards the goons, “you need to run. Are you ready?”
The girl stared at her with wide eyes, her tan pants saturated with urine and dripping from the inner thighs. Finally, she slowly nodded an affirmative and switched from her crouched position into a ready stance, like a sprinter in the starting blocks.
Helen took a deep breath. This was her chance to finally prove herself as a Super. This was her baptism of fire and if she succeeded, all her training would have finally paid off. She braced her bladder for sudden movement and turned to her companion one last time.
“On the count of three,” she told the blonde woman, before counting “3… 2…”
On one, Helen leapt from behind the crate, her red booted legs stretching out behind her. In mere seconds, she had launched herself across the warehouse in the direction of their attackers. Her red gloved arms stretched away from her like long twisting branches and her fists slammed into the chins of two of the goons, shattering their jaws on impact. Screaming in agony, they dropped their weapons as they tumbled over backwards. Glancing to her side, Helen was relieved to see Astrid disappearing through the doorway to safety.
ZAP!
An errant lazer bolt passed an inch from her right ear, searing her hair and leaving a burning smell in the air. Helen was shocked back to attention on her attackers and felt her concentration on her stretched bladder lapse again, causing it to constrict. Yelping at the pain of the urge returning full force, Helen twisted her stretched out legs together, wrapping them around and around and around themselves in a tight spiral. She then shot up into the air like a spring and landed between two attackers, incapacitating them with two elongated punches.
There are only six goons remaining, I can handle this, she thought to herself, as lazers continued to rain down around her. Thank god these goons couldn't hit the side of a building.
Noticing two running along the catwalk on the second level of the warehouse to shoot her from above, Helen reacted quickly. Stretching her arms towards the rafters, Helen grabbed a beam and used it to slingshot herself at the goons. As she approached in midair, Helen elongated her legs and wrapped them around the assailants’ heads, knocking them together. The two men collapsed to the floor unconscious. Helen too collapsed onto the catwalk as her body contracted. The act of untangling her legs had caused the pressure preventing a pee accident to subside and a spurt had found its way into her thong. Helen felt her body attempting to contain more than twice its natural bladder contents and she writhed and convulsed on the floor as she fought to regain concentration and stretch out her bladder again. Gasping in relief as she succeeded, Helen glanced up to reexamine the battlefield. Unfortunately, her temporary loss of focus had allowed a goon to sneak up on her and she found herself peering into his eyes as he aimed a rifle at her torso. Pulling the trigger, a large electric net came shooting towards her, enveloping her whole body and shocking her system. The feeling of electricity surged through Helen and she collapsed to the floor. The world began to fade and then everything went black.
—--
Helen awoke in her grade 12 math classroom. Old Mrs. Klopp was solving a calculus problem on the board and droning on like she used to half a decade ago, when Helen had taken her class and hated her. Today it seemed like she was in a particularly bad mood and Helen felt a chill run down her spine at the thought of being at the mercy of her authority.
Wait, this makes no sense, Helen thought to herself, Ms Klopp retired the year I graduated. Wait! I also graduated! I shouldn't be here at all!
Pinching herself, Helen felt a pain in her arm. It must be real then, right? Then, at that moment, she also felt a pain in her bladder. Crossing her legs as she assessed the urge, Helen realized she was desperate to pee, worse than she’d ever been in her entire life. Wincing at the strength of the urge, she crossed her legs even tighter and glanced around the room to ensure none of the other students were looking before discreetly squeezing her crotch with her right hand. Once the urge had subsided slightly, she slowly raised her left hand to get Mrs. Klopp's attention.
Mrs. Klopp glared at her for a few seconds with disdain before acknowledging her raised hand. In an icy tone, she drawled, “Yes Ms. Truaux? Do you want to inform me what is more important than my lesson?”
“Um…” Helen stuttered nervously, “can I please go to the bathroom?”
Rolling her eyes, Mrs. Klopp let out an exaggerated sigh. “How many times do I have to tell you that it’s may I go to the lavatory?”
“Sorry,” squeaked Helen. “may I go to the lavatory?”
“No,’ snapped Mrs. Klopp, “you should have gone between your last class and this one.”
Helen was about to protest that she hadn’t had the chance, but she realized that she hadn't been here before the class. That was strange, where had she been? Why couldn't she remember?
Squeezing her crotch tightly with her right hand again, Helen noticed a few odd looks from her classmates. She didn't care. She was sweating profusely and she needed to do everything in her power to prevent an accident.
Wait a minute. Everything in her power? That’s right, she had powers! Helen suddenly remembered that she was a Super, an individual blessed with unbelievable abilities. She had been training for years to master them but she kept them a secret from everyone in her life. She didn't want a villain to be able to hurt someone she cared about.
Quickly, Helen tried to use her powers to stretch her bladder to accommodate the urine like she had done a million times before. Unfortunately, try as she might, Helen could not seem to stretch anything at all. Her powers were simply gone.
This isn't right, she thought desperately. I need to get out of here and figure out how to fix this.
Shooting to her feet, Helen charged down the rows of desks towards the door.
“Where are you going?” Mrs. Klopp called after her angrily.
As she reached the front of the classroom, to her horror, Helen realized the door was located at the back. Had it always been there? She could have sworn it had just been at the front.
“Are you choosing now to present to the class,” her cruel teacher inquired.
“No,” she blurted, “I’m leaving!”
“Good,” snarled Mrs. Klopp, “I was scared you had the audacity to attempt to present to the class in the nude! Even you could never be so bold!”
In the nude? Helen wondered, glancing down.To her horror, Helen found her perky tits with their large pink nipples and her unshaven crotch with its small brown bush exposed to the room at large. Her clothes had simply vanished. Desperately trying to shield herself with her arms, Helen scrambled forward down the aisle. Peals of laughter rang out from her classmates as she rushed to the door at the back of the classroom and threw it open.
As she stepped through, she found herself tumbling through thin air. She let out a scream as she groped for something, anything, to grab onto but there was nothing to be found. Then, with a splash, she landed in a large basin of water. Panicking, Helen flailed her arms and legs to propel her naked body to the surface. Breaching the surface, Helen was overwhelmed by a pulsating feeling from her lower abdomen. Ever since she had been a kid, she had struggled to hold her pee in pools. The sensation of the water all around her tended to make her bladder tempted to void itself. This moment was no different and Helen felt her body contract, spasming, and releasing a large jet of pee into the water around her.
Realizing that she was nude and in water, Helen relaxed her body to let the pee out discreetly where no one could see. Once she cleared her head from thinking about her desperation, she knew she could figure her way out of the situation.
As soon as she had relaxed and began to pee, her head began to swim. Pink swirls of colour blurred her vision. The pinks burned brightly in her mind and her head began to pound. She quickly found herself closing her eyes…
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Helen’s eyes shot open! They were quickly met with a bright light and she began blinking rapidly until her eyes could adjust. As her vision focused, Helen found herself in a small office, tied to a desk chair. Her arms were tied to the chair arms and her legs in their red boots were tied to the middle support.
Helen felt a tingling sensation and quickly noticed to her horror that she had begun to pee in her bodysuit. Clenching off the flow, the brunette wished that she could jam her hand into her crotch or cross her legs in desperation. The ropes made this impossible and she knew that her bladder situation was becoming dire. She had never been this desperate in her life and she knew that if she didn't get relief soon, she’d be sitting in a large puddle.
It’s already visible, thought Helen, examining the baseball sized translucent wet patch in the crotch of her white suit. My thong is kind of visible. I need to escape asap!
At that moment, the door swung open and a young woman strode in. She seems to be a similar age as Helen and she was outfitted in such garish garb that could only mean she was the villainess that was leading the gang of goons she fought earlier. The woman was a ginger with long flowing hair, dressed in a white skin tight suit that covered her entire body. On her back was a black cape with a yellow interior and her face was obscured by large white goggles with yellow lenses.
“Well, well, well,” giggled the villainess, “looks like little miss stretch marks is having an accident. Can’t hold your pee like a big girl?”
“Who are you?” inquired Helen, ignoring the taunt, “And what have you done to my powers?”
“I’m Mezmerella, of course! The master of mind control! I’ve blocked the part of your brain that controls your powers,” the ginger woman gloated. “Why do you think you were stuck on that little adventure in your head?”
“That was your doing?” asked Helen, shocked at the intimate knowledge used in the invasion of her mind. “You’re not going to get away with this!”
“That’s where you’re wrong sweetheart,” purred Mezmerella. “I’m going to leave you here while I make my escape with the advanced weapons that my henchmen and I stole from the government facility upstate! We are going to sell them on the black market and make oodles and oodles of cash. But before I do, I want to see this cute little Super wet herself.”
Helen grimaced as she wriggled in her chair. Try as she might, there seemed to be no escape for the buxom heroine. She knew the end was nigh and that her accident was nearly inevitable, as another spurt flowed into the gusset of her panties and costume. A small golden puddle was beginning to pool under her butt and the warm wet feeling was spreading as the material around her crotch continued to moisten.
“Please, don’t let me pee myself,” she began to beg, tears welling in her eyes. “The police will be here soon, and I don;t want them to find me in a puddle. Please have some mercy!”
Mezmerella let out a high pitched laugh that bordered on a cackle. “You really think that I would untie you and let you stop me after telling you my whole plan? I’d have to be the dumbest villainess ever.”
With that, she leaned in close to Helen until their noses were almost touching, staring deep into her soul. Then, she used her mental powers to play the image of waterfalls in Helen’s head. She didn't stop there though, and soon Helen was experiencing a cacophony of water sounds; a river flowing, a fire hydrant leaking, a dripping tap…
This was all too much for Helen’s overtaxed and exhausted bladder to handle. With a gasp, Helen could only watch helplessly, immobile, as the accident commenced in her supersuit. Pee rushed out of her peehole into her soaked crotch region. It joined the pool of yellow liquid on her chair until it spilled off and began splattering on the floor of the room. She tilted her head back and moaned in relief, as the pee began to run down her legs as it snaked along the chair into her thigh high red boots. Within them, she could feel her socks dampening as the pee gathered around her toes. Still the accident continued for a minute and a half until Helen simply sat there, drenched in urine, crying silently in shame at her utter defeat.
Mezmerella giggled her high pitch giggle once again and then leaned in close to Helen’s ear, her voice a quiet whisper. “You’re more fun than most Supers, Elastigirl. I hope we meet again soon.”
Then, turning with a flourish, Mezmerella threw open the door to the office and strutted through it, letting it swing closed behind her. She was off to round up her goons and sell her loot to the highest bidder, and no one could stop her.
Helen could only sit there helplessly, still bound to the chair, as approaching sirens got louder in the distance. She was not looking forward to the cops’ looks of judgment and pity when they found her. Someday, she would catch Mezmerella and give her a taste of this humiliation. |
Beginning Note: Another teaser, I swear I'm gonna continue writing full stories. I was just gone forever because of college and had to get something done, and this idea was in my head forever and couldn't let it go. To provide some context for this bizarre story, this is a preview/teaser chapter for my planned Persona 5 Strikers/Scramble story. It's an AU loosely based on the main game and the Strikers/Scramble spin off with some major changes to the plot, Akira and Takemi are a couple, along with Ann and Ryuji, Yusuke and Futaba, Makoto and Haru, Sae and Kawakami, Mishima and Chihaya, and Morgana and Sophia. Morgana is permanently in his human form in the real world, which was temporarily seen in Royal, however he and Sophia probably aren't going to be doing anything anytime soon. All the Phantom Thieves and other mentioned Shujin students have just graduated college and are celebrating moving in with or even marrying their romantic partners, so the adult confidants scrounged up vacation money to celebrate. Ryuji and Ann might seem out of character but I read someone's head canon that they envisioned Ryuji as a submissive top and Ann as a dominant botom, which I surprisingly liked the thought of. This is the second chapter of the story so that's why the preview might seem out of order. PS, it's hard to explain why but I haven't finished the main storyline yet so please no spoilers or you will get blocked. I kind of have an idea about how it ends but I'd rather compare my vague theories to the real ending when the time comes. Anyways, warnings that apply to this preview and eventually the full fanfic: LOTS of sex and urination from men and women, straight and lesbian sex, pregnant sex, you know the drill. Hope you enjoy!
Ann x Ryuji: Caught With Their Pants Down
“Fuck, I need to pee!” Ann cried, jumping up and down, her large sweaty breasts bouncing along with rhythm. She had held it together in front of her friends, but now she and Ryuji were alone the blonde vivacious young woman started to give in to her urges. Ryuji did as well, although his urges were of a different nature. He couldn’t help but stare, his eyes soaking up the delicious sight of her tall, athletic, and voluptuous body shuddering with the need to release. Her delicious curves were barely covered by a tropical string bikini. Most guys seemed to like black swimsuits or underwear, but Ryuji thought that was lame. He didn’t know why, but the vibrant cyan, red and green floral patterns clinging to her curves made him hornier than any set of lacey lingerie could even hope to accomplish. Despite the rigorous sex marathon they and the other Phantom Thieves had engaged in, he was ready for another round. His cock sprang up and stiffened with joy, eager to join his lover’s cunt once more.
“There’s no public or private restrooms anywhere!” she continued to whine, still oblivious to the effect she had on her man. Still, her needs came first and he did his best to shut down his hormones, ignoring his brain and dick’s protests of outrage. “Shit Ann, maybe we should head back to the beach. I don’t want you pissing yourself here.” “Neither do I, but it’s too late to go back.” “Damn it Ann, why didn’t you just go there?” “Someone could have seen!” “Are you serious? You certainly weren’t concerned about anyone seeing us fuck! Besides, you bathe and shower with the girls all the time, you’ve even wet yourselves and cleaned each other up!”
“That’s not the same you dick! Girls can be intimate without being sexual, but being peeing together after just having sex is pushing the line! Besides, I don’t want to be anywhere near a horny Futaba right now, bless her heart but you know she wouldn’t be able to keep her composure.” “Yeah right, I bet Yusuke wore her out.” Ryuji countered, ignoring the hypocrisy of his own predicament. “Dammit, I’m just gonna head back. I might piss myself in front of the others but at least it’ll be in the privacy of the beach. If I stay any longer I’m gonna have an audience if someone uses the exit.” She joined her hand in her lover’s and went to leave but noticed Ryuji wouldn’t move. “Babe, what’s wrong? I can’t wait for the restroom to unlock.”
“That’s not the issue.” Ruji muttered while looking down. She noticed his posture was even worse than usual, almost like he was trying to kneel. “RYUJI!” “Dammit Ann what?!” “We just had sex multiple times! For almost an hour I might add! How can you still want more?” “I don’t know, you’re just that good. I guess I’m just pent up with joy now that we’re finally together.” “That’s sweet, but maybe tell your dick to be less happy.” “That’s not how it works and you know it!” “True, you are a teenage boy. It’s in your nature to be lust driven even in unconventional moments.” “That’s still not how it works! You’re just as bad, it’s less visible.” he retorted. “You may not have a dick but your nipples are poking out and your camel toe looks a little wet.”
“You’re right. So let’s do something about it.” Ann replied. “Huh, you sure?” Ryuji questioned. “I mean I’m game, but usually I’m the one who-” “Ryuji.” “Yes ma’am?” “Bend me over and fuck me doggy style until we’re both drained. If I don’t piss myself in ecstasy and your dick isn’t shrinking then you can’t stop.” she demanded. “FOR REAL?! YES MA’AM!” Ann turned around and leaned forward, putting both hands on the exit door while wiggling her butt. Ryuji needed no further invitation, whipping his cock out and reaching for Ann’s bikini bottoms only for her to slap his hands in protest. “No you idiot! We need to keep our clothes on in case we get caught!” Ryuji wanted to argue that what they were doing would be obvious regardless but seeing her skimpy bikini bottoms riding up her cute butt gave him a different idea. Instead of wasting time, he decided to punish her by reaching for her bikini bottoms and giving her a wedgie.
“OW!!” Ann cried as the sharp pain of the cloth cutting into her vagina and anus blessed her with masochistic pleasure, causing her clit and labia lips to swell, the latter leaking arousal fluid. Satisfied with his work, Ryuji thrusted as hard as he could, entering her before she could complain, not that she would. “Fuck yes! Just like that!” she cried. He continued, happily fucking her while she did her best to respond to his rigorous thrusts, gyrating her while squeezing the head of his dick with her pussy the way he liked it. “Thank you Ann! You’re such a goddess!” he yelled happily, as his hands alternated between groping her breasts or slapping her ass red. Ann beamed, realizing with joy that Ryuji had forgone his reservations about being vocal during intimacy and finally embraced his submissive top nature: a dominant beast in bed who still wanted to be ordered around and encouraged by his woman. Well, Ann Takamaki was the kind of woman who would never deny her loved ones what they want if they earned it, and Ryuji had most certainly done so.
“Who’s cunt are you fucking, who’s ass are you slapping, who’s body do you make scream and burst with pleasure?” “Yours!” “Correct! Who’s cock is that fucking me?” “Yours! It’s mine but you own my dick and I wouldn’t have it any other way!” And it was the truth. He always felt that way, although a couple months ago he wouldn’t be caught dead publicly saying it. Not anymore, he was proud to be in a relationship with the woman he loved and it was their loss. ‘Laugh all you want losers, that’s the reason she chose me and not you! You can’t love, protect, or understand her like me, and you sure as hell can’t fuck her like me!’ Just the thought made him speed up his tempo, causing her to scream in delight. “Correct again! Final question, who’s a good boy? Who’s my good boy, the one who loves and cherishes and worships me because he’s the best and I love him?” Ann rambled. “Is it me?” Ryuji softly questioned, genuinely moved.
“YES! IT'S YOU, YOU’RE THE BESTEST BOY!” Ann shrieked as she threw head back and came, followed by Ryui’s own yell of delight. They both gasped and panted heavily while staying remarkably still for an orgasming couple going through the motions. When the hot semen finished filling Ann’s womb, she continued to lift her head back in gymnast fashion, staring at Ryuji’s eyes. His gaze met her and he leaned his own head down to lovingly and gently kiss her, which heavily contrasted with the lust crazed sex they had engaged in just a minute ago. Ryuji withdrew his dick and wiped any remaining residue on her ass cheeks, then proceeded to stick it back in his swim shorts. Ann frowned and was ready to tell him off for the crude act when the exit door burst open, causing Ann and Ryuji to jump in surprise and quickly get their swimsuits in order.
The former felt a spurt dampen her bikini bottoms as she yanked them back up, giving herself another painful yet pleasurable wedgie, and she could only stare in shock and shame as Sae Niijima and Sadayo Kawakami exited, both red faced and panting. The two couples stared at each other in confusion, the older women scrutinizing the younger boy and girl. While Ann had already managed to re-ty her bikini bottoms in record time, she and Ryuji were flushed and sweaty beyond deniability. Most horrific of all, Ryuji’s semen visibly dampened her bikini bottoms and coated her inner thighs.
“Sup Kawakami and Niijima-san, crazy timing am I right?” Ryuji joked, to no avail. “What the hell do you two think you’re doing?” Sae hissed, her harsh glare causing the teens to shudder in fear. Makoto’s older sister had been nothing but supportive and maternal to the Phantom Thieves once she joined their cause, yet every once in a while they would get a glimpse of the intimidating prosecutor they had first met. This was the final step for Ann’s bursting bladder and she could only moan in a combination of relief and embarrassment as a torrent poured out of her genitals, absolutely soaking her bikini bottoms and her legs. Everyone watched in astonishment as a puddle formed on the concrete floor, Ann not even bothering to avoid coating her feet in her own urine. She looked down in shame, but also fear for what Sae would do.
“Sae! Look at what you’ve done!” “I don’t care, these stupid kids had the whole beach to themselves and they still chose to openly fuck where everyone could see them.” “It wasn’t like that Niijima-san! Ann needed to use the restroom and it was locked.” Ryuji explained to defend his girlfriend, wanting to avoid getting her into any more trouble. Wait, were you guys the one that occupied it?” he questioned, his tone going from concerned and apologetic to suspicious. “Don’t flip this around on us Sakamoto. I’m sorry about Ann’s accident but that doesn’t explain why you two had public sex.” “That’s my fault. Ann’s situation got me kind of…excited and she didn’t want me walking around with a boner so we banged.” Ryuji admitted, feeling stupid.
“You weren’t comfortable with wetting yourself or having a hard on, yet somehow were perfectly fine with indecent exposure? You’re lucky we’re the only ones here, otherwise I’d have to bail your asses out, and that would ruin the whole trip for everyone.” “Sae, we’re sorry.” Ann apologized as she finally stepped out of her, partly out of sincerity but also wanting to hurry things up. Sadayo Kawakami understood and took pity on them, especially Ann. “Ann, dear, let’s get you cleaned up.” “Fine, but we’re not done with this conversation. We’ll go over the consequences once you two get back. Ann, do you have any spare clothes nearby?” “No…my other swimsuit is back at the beach and all the rest of our clothes are in mine and Ryuji-kun’s room.” “Figures, serves you right. As additional punishment, you can only wipe your privates, not your swimsuit. Have fun walking around in that piss and jizz stained bikini.” Sae cruelly taunted.
“Sae, stop it!” Kawakami demanded. “They understand.” The prosecutor didn’t apologize, but relented. The teacher gently led her former student back to the restroom and peeled off her bikini bottoms, carefully wiping her off her downy blonde bush, lower lips, and buttocks free of any residue, although the bikini bottoms were a different issue. “We have to head back soon, I don’t think we have time for them to wait and dry. I could soak them in the sink to wash them but-” “It’s fine Ms Kawakami. I’ll just do what Sae says.” “You don’t have to, dear. She didn’t really mean it.” “I know, but I want to see what she’s planning.” “You’re a brave one, Takamaki-chan.”
“Or sexually curious…” Ann nervously admitted. Kawakami tried but couldn’t suppress the surprised smile from gracing her lips. “I thought you guys being Phantom Thieves would be the most surprising information to come out of you.” The two women laughed. Unfortunately, Ryuji and Sae’s conversation was not nearly as pleasant. “Niijima-san, how could you shame her like that, we’re sorry.” “Sorry doesn’t cut it Sakamoto. Get your act together. I know what it’s like to be in love and it’s especially difficult to control your physical and emotional urges at your age but that’s no excuse for the blatant lack of self control you both displayed. Especially since, as I can’t stress this enough, us adults went through the trouble of buying you nice hotel rooms and a private beach so you could endlessly fuck and piss whenever the mood struck, and yet you still did this. I’m very disappointed.” “Me too.” Ryuji admitted. Takemi, Sae, Kawakami, Sojuro, and some other adults raked in a lot of money just to make the trip possible, not to mention all the additional expenses to help with their sexual relationships and they almost made it all for nothing with their rash actions. Eventually the teacher and student returned.
“Ann, you’re still wet!” Ryuji exclaimed. He could feel another twinge in his cock stir but this time he made no attempt to suppress it, proudly allowing his erection to come forth. “Sakamoto! Have you learned nothing?!” “Actually, I did. Ann’s not sharing this punishment alone, if she’s going to return the rest of the group in an embarrassing fashion then I am too.” Ryuji turned to his girlfriend and grinned, which she returned as they held hands. “That’s sweet but completely unnecessary. I was going to have you explain your predicament and apologize to the rest of your friends anyway as the beginning portion of your punishment.” “Well, the point still stands.” Sae stared at Ruji’s raging hard on with an annoyed yet simultaneously impressed manner. “You really are a blonde carnal monkey of a man.” “HEY!” Sae paid him no attention and called her younger sibling Makoto. She picked up almost immediately.
“Hey sis, how are you? Is everything alright?” the younger sister answered, sounding partly out of breath. She and Haru must have just finished up another round since while exhausted, there were no other sounds of sex and Haru would never let something as trivial as a phone call stop them from orgasm, no matter how many times Makoto tried explain such behavior was indecent.
“Thank you, everything’s fine. I just wanted you to tell everyone to get decent and gather around, we’re heading back to the hotel to wash up in the hot springs.” “Already? I still want to explore your body, Mako-chan.” Haru whined in the background. “Haru-chan!” Makoto yelped. Sae smirked. “There will be time for that later, something the blondies have trouble comprehending.” “Huh? Are Takamaki and Sakomoto alright?” “They’re fine, I’ll let them explain the situation when we get there.” Sure enough, the rest of the Phantom Thieves had redressed and gathered around, just relaxing or having fun.
Akira and Tae Takemi were just lying in the sun, tracing patterns on each other’s chest and abs respectively. Makoto and Haru were playing volleyball against Morgana and Sophia, the former not being able to get over how much fun a human body was. Meanwhile Chihaya was chasing Mishima in the water as they swam, the reporter yelling that the boy needed to work out more if he wanted to keep up with her. Yusuke was sketching the whole scene while Futaba pointed out specific details or events, which he would add with his own flair. Ann and Ryuji looked at each other and blushed, not knowing where to start. Everyone looked up at the arrival of their remaining group and blanched at Ann and Ryuji’s unkempt state.
“Damn Ryuji, looking good. Nice cock.” Akira casually complimented with a thumb’s up. “Shut up Akira!” Ryuji barked as he covered the tent pitching through his swim trunks. Secretly though he was grateful for his best friend’s intervention, as everyone laughed hard at the visual of their stoic leader saying something so outrageous. “Woah Ann, Ryuji really did a number on you, your swimsuit is so-!” Futaba beamed with an aroused look in her eyes, bringing the awkwardness back tenfold. “We get it Futaba, stop it already!” Ann interrupted, not wanting to deal with her friend’s yuri tendencies. “Yusuke, start sketching! This trip is so epic!” “Yusuke, don’t you dare!” the blonde bombshell ordered. “Enough theatrics kids, just tell everyone why our beach time was cut short.” Sae reprimanded. The two sighed. Ryuji decided to explain, thinking maybe he could do it in a concise yet amusing manner. “Ann had to use the restroom and I popped a boner, so I railed her.” Ann punched him in the shoulder and laughter broke out once more.
“Sae told us not do that dumb shit again so we don’t risk getting arrested and cutting the trip short. Keep it here and in your hotel rooms.” Ryuji continued. Sae nodded begrudgingly. “Good Sakamoto. Everyone head back.” Everyone did, minus Ann and Ryuji, so she could change into the magenta floral bikini, peeling off her cyan bikini bottoms with a grimace. “Damn, these were my favorite pair.” she complained as she dipped it in the salt water to wash it. “Mine too. Cheer up Ann, it was a one time mistake. If this is the worst thing that’s gonna happen this vacation, I think we’re good.” Ann was about to agree when Sae joined them. “That was the easy part. After the onsen, you two make sure to head to mine and Sadayo-chan’s hotel room.” The two blonde teens glanced at each other and gulped nervously, wondering what the prosecutor had planned. |
As promised, a continuation of A Writer's Discipline. Hope you enjoy.
Sydney Donnelly read the text response from Alaina and smiled.
She’s expecting me to be late, I just know it. I’ll surprise her and be early . . . for once.
Sydney had just finished up in the shower, and she had texted Alaina to confirm their lunch date. She was just imagining the look on Alaina’s face when she saw Sydney had arrived before her. She giggled aloud. Alaina was very structured and adhered to a schedule, and Sydney knew that she absolutely hated surprises. If things didn’t go according to plan, Alaina would get a little cranky. She hadn’t seen Alaina cranky in a long time, so she figured she’d give her overly-organized best friend a little help. A break from the monotony.
Sydney quickly got dressed in a pair of black yoga tights and an oversized green sweater. They always kept things casual when they had lunch together. They were planning to have lunch at one of their favorite delis, which happened to be about ten minutes away for both of them. Hopefully, they weren’t super busy today, because she really wanted to be able to catch up with Alaina. Due to both of their work schedules, they hadn’t seen each other in about two months.
Like Alaina, Sydney could never really pinpoint when the two had become friends, so she also defined the length of their friendship as forever. Alaina could never understand why Alaina always told her how beautiful she was. A knockout. Sydney smirked to herself. She had always considered herself kind of awkward: too tall and scrawny with her long straight red hair that never seemed to do what she wanted. It reached the middle of her back and was in her face all the time. She rarely wore it in a ponytail, because it usually gave her a really bad headache. Sydney also worked out, but not as religiously as Alaina. She didn’t really have enough meat on her bones, but what she did have was toned. Her breasts were a size larger than Alaina’s, but Sydney always thought they were kind of a nuisance. The only part about her body she liked was her butt. It looked great in the tights she was wearing.
Given her Irish heritage, Sydney had very light skin. Alaina’s skin was a nice warm color, and it seemed to be whatever the season. She knew Alaina didn’t fake tan. That was just the color of her skin. Lucky bitch. If I stay outside too long on a sunny day, I cook like a piece of bacon.
At heart, Sydney was still a bit of a tomboy. She was a photographer, which allowed her to sometimes get into very unusual environments to capture fantastic moments. She wasn’t afraid to get her hands, or the rest of her body, dirty to do it either. She also could be very intimidating when the occasion called for it. She felt that mostly when men she worked around tried to get in her way. She spoke her mind, and she was sure most of the men who traveled with her on her nature shoots thought she was a super bitch. She didn’t care. Being a photographer had always been her dream since she was a child, and she wasn’t going to let macho assholes get in her way.
This didn’t mean she hated men . . . just the cocky jackasses who thought they should be worshiped. She’d had a few good relationships with some good men, but, as time went on, her career curtailed the chances of any of these relationships to reach the settle down phase. She regretted it sometimes, and some of the breakups were pretty painful; however, she would jump back into work and the pain would dwindle to a memory. She still held out hope that she would one day be able to meet the right guy and settle down, but it wasn’t in the cards right now.
Sydney was putting the final touches on her makeup, which she always applied lightly. If she put on too much eyeliner or lipstick, it made her face look almost pale. Her stomach made a bubbling groaning sound. It had been doing that since she woke up that morning. She tried to use the bathroom to alleviate her stomach troubles, but she wasn’t able to go. She couldn’t think of anything she might have eaten that would upset her stomach this much. Truth be told, her body felt more achy as the morning went on. She hadn’t heard of any sort of flu bug going around, so it was probably something she had eaten. She did like to eat, but she had the metabolism of a rabbit. Everything she ate burned off pretty quickly, especially when she exercised. Her stomach just felt kind of hot and liquidy, so she used the bathroom again. The only thing she managed to do was pee.
Sydney was determined to beat Alaina to the deli, so she finished getting ready and headed out the door.
“Aha!” Sydney exclaimed as she pulled into the parking lot of the deli. “I don’t see Alaina’s car. I did it! Sydney Rose, you are the shit.”
She quickly exited her car, reveling in her victory. Her stomach interrupted her mental victory. During the ten-minute drive to the deli, her stomach went from bubbly and groaning to a more forceful yell. One hand shot to her stomach; the other to her backside. After a few deep breaths, she was able to gain control. For a moment there, she seriously thought she was going to lose it and poop in her pants.
She sat down at the toilet at the deli, and she was finally able to go. And go she did . . . very wetly and noisily. She hoped no one else was in the bathroom when she let loose.
Jesus! I seriously don’t feel well. Maybe I should tell Alaina I need to reschedule.
She shook her head. She wanted to see her friend. She finished up in the bathroom and found a table in the outdoor section of the deli. She knew Alaina would have to travel down the street that ran in front of the deli, so she chose this spot so she could wave at her as she drove by.
This is gonna be great. She chuckled maliciously.
Sydney spent the next few minutes scrolling through her phone as she waited for her friend. She was able to answer a couple emails, check her Facebook, and read some news headlines.
“Ugh. How stupid are these people? I mean who thinks like that, let alone says that out loud. And these are the people we want running this country. Idiots.”
As she continued scrolling, her stomach began acting up again with renewed vigor. She also felt the growing need to pee. She had pee while unleashing her fury in the deli bathroom.
What the hell is wrong with your stupid body, Sydney?
Just after asking this rhetorical question, she spotted Alaina’s gray Mazda 6 driving past. She once again gained control and managed a drawn out wave to her friend. She could see Alaina’s eyes get bigger. Her mouth didn’t gape open like Sydney was expecting, but she was hoping she would see that as Alaina walked towards their table.
Sydney’s stomach, destined to not let her enjoy her victory, gave a wicked and painful lurch. She hunched over in her chair slightly, emitting an audible ummmppphhhffff. Once again, she again about lost control and had a full blown accident in her pants.
You need to go back to the bathroom, stupid! Her urge to pee heightened after the bad stomach cramp. She started to rise out of the chair when she heard the familiar voice behind her.
“Is the world going to end? What the hell?”
Despite the distress Alaina was feeling, she managed to stand fully and turn around with a victorious smile on her face.
There it is - the wide eyes AND gaping mouth. This is delicious.
“I about rear-ended some dude when I saw you were already here and waved at me like an asshole,” Alaina said, clearly dumbfounded at her friend’s uncharacteristic punctuality. Sydney smiled, still relishing her friend’s annoyance.
“What took you so long, lady?” Sydney asked playfully.
Alaina scowled at her, but it quickly dissolved into a smile. The two friends hugged.
“You’re still an asshole,” Alaina said.
Yeah, well . . . you’re kind of a bitch,” Sydney responded with a smile.
Sydney was hit with another painful stomach cramp. Sensing her friend suddenly tensing up, Alaina stepped back to look at Sydney.
“Shit, Syd,” Alaina said with a concerned look. “You okay, lady? You don’t look so good.”
Once again, Sydney breathed through it, but she suddenly felt warm liquid dribbling down the inside of her legs. She quickly looked down and saw her tights glistening slightly. She stemmed the flow and pulled the bottom of her oversized sweater down over the crotch of her tights. The pain of the cramp had been so intense that she had started to wet her pants.
“Oh, no,” Sydney gasped, feeling her face blush violently. “Ummm . . . not really, Lainey. I really need to . . . “
Alaina had witnessed Sydney losing control of her bladder when she pulled away from the hug. Sydney had not been able to pull her sweater down fast enough. Recognizing her friend’s desperation, Alaina gently led her friend back towards the bathroom. Sydney felt Alaina’s arm draped around her shoulder as they walked, which was more difficult with every step. Sydney was clutching her stomach with one hand; the other hand was clenched at her side.
“God, Lainey,” Sydney mumbled as she fought back tears. “It hurts, baby. I’m gonna poop my pants.”
“It’s okay, Syd,” Alaina said softly, still slowly guiding her friend through the restaurant. “We’re almost to the bathroom. You’ll be fine.”
Another cramp hit Sydney, and she had to clench with all her might to avoid messing her pants completely. She felt another more forceful cascade soak her pants. It was harder to stem the flow as she walked, but she finally did. She felt the butt of her tights becoming soaked, and she still felt like she had to pee. She didn’t dare look down at her pants, because she figured, based on the wetness she felt, she had probably soaked her pants pretty thoroughly.
As the bathroom came into view, Sydney knew she didn’t have any more fight in her. She broke away from Alaina and trotted out the exit into the parking lot.
“Syd! What are you . . . hey?” Sydney heard Alaina call after her.
Surprisingly, Sydney had been able to make it to her car. She noticed Alaina’s car was parked right next to hers. She unlocked her car with the fob and quickly pulled a towel from a gym duffle bag in her backseat. She heard hurried steps approach her, then Alaina was by her side.
“Sweetie? Syd?” Alaina said gently as she placed her hand gently on her friend's back. “The bathroom . . .”
Sydney felt hot tears running down her cheeks, and she felt herself start to sob. She felt another more power cramp building.
“I’m sorry, Lainey,” Sydney whimpered as she slowly hugged her friend. “This is so . . .”
Sydney tighted her arms around Alaina as the building cramp hit. She didn’t have enough strength to fight it.
“Unnmmmmhhh,” was all Sydney could manage as her bowels lurched violently. Wave after wave of wet, hot, and sludgy poop forced out of her. Sydney managed to stop long enough to catch her breath, then another round of liquidy and noisy mess filled her pants. Her abdominal and gluteal muscles were so sore from her holding in her bowels that it hurt too much to clench either of them. Amidst feeling the disgusting poop dripping out of her panties, Sydney couldn’t hold her bladdeer any longer. She hugged Alaina tighter as more pee gushed into her pants and soaked into her socks and shoes.
Despite her absolute agony and embarrassment, she really felt sorry for her Forever Friend, Alaina. This had to be so horrible to witness: her best friend just standing there pooping and peeing her pants uncontrollably. Through all the emotions going on in her brain, Sydney also noticed that her Alaina just pulled her into a tighter hug. This gesture completely warmed Sydney’s heart, but she was still worried that she was making such a huge mess in her pants that it would get all over her. It was one thing to completely soil your pants in front of someone, but it was quite another to get it all over someone who is trying to comfort you. Sydney tried pulling away, but Alaina held tight.
After what Sydney hoped was the last violent cramp subsided, she finished filling her pants with soft poop as her friend held her tight. She felt herself just crumple against Alaina, completely exhausted by the incident. After several moments of silence, Sydney was able to reduce her sobs to whimpers. A few moments later, she was able to pull away from Alaina’s shoulder. Since Sydney was significantly taller than her friend, she was bent over considerably to be able to rest her head on Alaina’s shoulder. As she pulled away and slowly stood, the mess in her tights moved around, sliding down her legs. She would never be able to describe how vile and repugnant that felt. She wearily recalled the time she had accidentally peed her pants when she was age 19. She had held it too long and lost it halfway to the bathroom. Peeing her jeans in the hallway of her apartment at that age was just plain stupid. She remembered how she just stood there incredulous, unable to move once control was lost. That feeling of standing there pissing her pants and the clean up afterwards was one thing. Being too stubborn to go to the bathroom before her friend arrived or rescheduling their lunch and shitting and pissing her pants like a dufus, was absolutely ridiculous.
Still, Sydney managed to find a glimmer of humor in the situation.
“I still made it here before you,” she giggled. “You were late this time.”
Alaina didn’t respond. She just smiled. |
PART 1
“Rebecca?”
“What?”
I’d heard that tone in his voice before & knew something was coming.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Of course, go ahead.”
“I know you are going ………….. “
“PETER!”
He looked startled.
“Let’s not go through all of that again! My answer will be the same now as it will be in 10 minutes so just get on with it.”
He was blushing & looking at his feet. I could hardly hear what he was saying.
“Will you wear some ……… “
“Wear what?”
I didn’t catch it. He said it again.
“I can’t hear you. What is it you want me to wear?”
“Nappies.”
“Nappies?”
He looked very sheepish & gave me a stupid smile, nodding.
“Is that all? Yes of course. I suppose you would like to watch me wetting them too.”
Another silly smile.
“Have you got some?”
He shook his head.
“Well get some for next time & I will wet them for you, okay?”
He was frowning.
“What now?”
“I don’t know where to get them.”
“Oh Peter! They have them in supermarkets these days. I’ve seen them many times.”
He was still frowning.
“What’s wrong?”
“What will people think?”
“That you are buying them for your Mother or Grandmother.”
His face hadn’t changed.
“Who buys your underpants?”
“Maria.”
“Do you think the Lady in the shop imagines she’s going to wear them?”
“That’s different.”
“Why? Hundreds of people buy them. They must do or the shops wouldn’t stock them. Don’t be so paranoid.”
I wasn’t making any headway with him. As with almost everything else, if he was going to get to watch me wetting them, I was going to have to buy them for him.
“Alright! I will pick some up at the supermarket next time I go shopping. I suppose you want them for this Friday?”
He grinned & nodded.
“For someone who is absolutely obsessed with women peeing, you certainly don’t have the courage of your convictions, do you?”
He looked suitably ashamed of himself.
As I worked through the afternoon, something kept nagging at me. I was sure I had seen it somewhere, a shop which just sells nappies.
“Carol? …… Can you bring me the Yellow Pages?”
She put them on my desk.
“Is there someone I can get for you?”
“No it’s fine, I am just curious about something.”
Carol left & I thumbed through. There were quite a few shops specialising in nappies, much to my surprise. And yes, there it was. I recalled now, on the way to the home centre complex, ‘Nappyland’. I remembered thinking it was an odd thing to have a shop entirely devoted to. I phoned & they were open until 8pm on Thursdays. Perfect, I would call in on the way home tomorrow.
The shop was larger than I was expecting. When I got inside it amazed me the range of goods devoted to peeing. ‘This is paradise for Peter’ I mused. I stood just inside the door & looked around. There were rows of shelves & special displays, mannequins wearing a wide variety of styles devoted to incontinence. I found myself smiling. It was a shame he hadn’t come. I was sure he would have gone crazy fantasising about real people wearing & peeing in them.
“Can I help you?”
I was startled. Standing behind the counter was a tall slim girl, still in her teens I imagined. Not the sort of shop attendant I had expected. She seemed cheerful enough & very friendly.
“I’m just looking.”
“You’re welcome. The infant section is along that wall & across the back.”
She pointed it out.
“The maternity is in the middle & the adult section is over on this wall.”
‘It sounds like a sex shop’, I smiled to myself.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
I made my way through the infant section & browsed the maternity too. The first thing I discovered was the pads. ‘These are serious pads!’ I smiled to myself, ‘one would last me an entire period’! They had other items on sale, but the majority were for catching & storing pee. Trying to act nonchalant, I found the ‘Adult Section’ & the nappies. There were two main types, a panty style & a triangular one which fastened at the sides. I decided on these because I imagined Peter would prefer to watch me with something similar to what an old style nappy was like. There were plain white ones, which looked a bit too functional, so I went for one with a floral pattern. It made them almost pretty, given the job they had to do. There were different size packs. I chose the 20s as I imagined Peter being Peter would want to watch me again & again. I would get through them all eventually. Tucking it under my arm I began to browse. There was some very thick towelling panties, plastics of all descriptions, some patterned ones with lace trimming. That amused me.
Suddenly it came into my head. ‘Why didn’t I think of that before?’. I almost said it out loud! Quickly picking up two pairs of towelling & two of the floral plastics, I hurried to the counter.
“These are lovely, aren’t they?”
She spoke as she put the floral pack into a bag.
“If you are going to wear them you might as well be fashionable.”
They were hardly ‘fashionable’, but I got her drift.
“We have plain colours too but only in the panty style.”
She went on to tell me what else they had, what was on order, frankly & without any noticeable self consciousness. She was probably used to it, I decided, after all it was her world. There was a new style coming, a bikini brief,
“Where the load is not as great,”
she added giving me an almost knowing smile. I wasn’t sure why she told me, unless she thought they were for me. They certainly were, but not in a way she would ever understand.
“There for my Gran.”
I suddenly thought, ‘Why am I justifying it! I’m getting like Peter.’
She gave me a sympathetic smile, making me blush a little. I couldn’t tell if I was being believed or not. As she passed over the bag, she gave me a lovely warm smile.
“See you again.”
“Yes”
I said it automatically. I was quite sure this little lot would keep us going for a while, hopefully see Peter’s curiosity out.
I was eager to move on, get to the next shop before it closed. The first thing I picked up was a gear bag & began filling it with everything I thought I would need. The checkout girl went through it, scanning piece by piece, smiling. While I waited there, it was on special, my piece de resistance. ‘Yes’, I thought.
“And I will take one of those too.”
I bought the box over for scanning.
“I’m going to a Shower this weekend.”
“Right, well you certainly have covered everything.”
We exchanged smiles as I loaded it into a trolley & headed for my car. ‘Two more stops’ I said to myself, as I headed down to the shopping centre. The first was quick & easy, baby food. I only just made it into the second as they were closing. Tops. Fortunately it didn’t take long because I knew exactly what I wanted.
Mission accomplished, I began to realise I needed to pee badly. I had pushed it to the back of my mind, but as I made my way home, it decided it was not going to be ignored any longer. Closing my garage door, I intended to wet my pants, then sort through what I had got. Once inside I thought, ‘Why not?’. I got out the pack of nappies. As desperate as it was becoming, I managed to hold on just long enough to slip my skirt & pants off before putting one on. It took a couple of attempts to get it right. I was ready. Unsure of what it would handle, I decided to play it safe & wandered outside onto the deck. I started releasing as I went. It was an amazing feeling, warm & comforting. The nappy took it all without spilling a drop. I stood by the railing & savoured the wonderful new sensation. It felt too good to end too soon, so I left it on. I came back in & began preparing for tomorrow night.
First it was the gear bag. Everything was taken out. I worked through, taking it out of its packaging, washing & cleaning as I went. By the time I finished, the contents covered my dining table completely. I hadn’t realised how much I had bought. As I worked, I felt a bit of pressure. It wasn’t a full bladder, but I let it go just the same. The warmth flooded & swirled round my vagina again, setting it off in a flurry of contractions. It took several moments before I could continue. Every tiny movement reminded me of what I was wearing. Along the way, if I felt pressure, I let it go, pausing until my vagina had finished its welcome. I sorted & carefully packed it away, loading it into the car ready for the morning. As I made my way back, the nappy leaked, sending small trickles down the insides of my legs. That was a very pleasant feeling too. I had no hesitation heading to the bathroom, taking it off, and replacing it with a fresh one.
I sat outside with a cup of tea planning my Friday night surprise. Now that everything was ready, I was starting to look forward to it. I was certainly going over the top a bit, but that was half the fun, especially as he wouldn’t see it coming & was going to be ambushed. I let go slowly into my nappy, smiling to myself. ‘God that feels so good!’. I went over it in my mind, checking every tiny detail, making sure I had everything I needed. Once in there & started, I wouldn’t be able to go & find anything I had forgotten. Thinking back to what Jane carted around with her, I’m sure I had it all. Another short leak in my nappy & my vagina started again. I slipped my hand down the front to check just how wet I am, brushing my clitoris unintentionally, setting it off too. It begged for my attention, so I gave it some. My tempo rose quickly & I found myself masturbating as hard as the restrictions of the nappy would allow. Pee ran up through the opening my hand had made, wetting my blouse. I didn’t care. It could be washed after. All I cared about was getting to my orgasm. It came quickly & thrilled me. I began puffing & panting, my heart almost pounding out of my chest. I twitched & shuddered through, leaving me floating, almost literally, in my afterglow. It had been a strong climax indeed & my contractions continued for sometime after.
I was far from finished, deciding to play the rest out in bed. Even though I had held the nappy to the side to let out any excess, once disturbed it didn’t seal properly again. Pee trickled down my legs as I walked down to my ensuite, increasing the anticipation I already had. The temptation to masturbate in the shower was enormous but I resisted, keeping it quick, so I could hurry getting into bed. It felt a little naughty, taking the wrapper off another fresh nappy, carefully placing it before sealing against my skin. I got it tighter this time. The pressure on my clitoris sent waves through my legs. I couldn’t wait to masturbate. The tight restriction for my hand added to the whole pleasure & soon I was well on my way, past the point of no return. On & on, another orgasm overtook my body. It led straight into another. I was enjoying the constrains the nappy was providing, making me feel young again & doing something naughty. That added to the thrill I was experiencing. Another followed, then another, before my build up to a final climax. It seemed to be the fulfilment the others had been preparing me for. Tucking up into a ball, almost foetal in position, with my hand still in my nappy, firmly pressed between my legs, before sleep came.
I woke to the pressure of a full bladder. My hand was still wedged down the front of my nappy. I pressed against my vagina, seeking out the urethra, which felt quite swollen, holding back my pee. I slowly released & felt the wondrous sensation of my flooding nappy. I didn’t want it to end. I had started to masturbate before pushing the last few spurts out. My orgasm came quickly, with an intensity which told me I was going to do this again. Second & third climaxes followed before reluctantly dragging myself out of bed. In the shower, I washed away my sins, freshening up for the day ahead. It occupied my subconscious all day long, getting my pants in such a state I had to change them 3 times, after masturbating in the Ladies. It refreshed my interest again, not that it had ever left me, but it could always do with a boost from time to time. The nappies had done that. But most of all, I was looking forward to the evening with him. What would he make of me? What I have done? I didn’t really care because I was looking forward to it in a way that surprised & delighted me. The afternoon dragged by, until finally, it was time to go.
I sat on one of the morning tea chairs with my comb in hand, sticking straight up.
“Pigtails!”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“But you have such pretty hair.”
“I’m meeting a friend from Uni & I’m going to surprise her to see if she remembers. When we were studying together, she always put her hair up. She called them Pigs Tails. I wonder if she will too. It has always been a standing joke between us.”
It was entirely fictitious, but sounded convincing enough, not that she had any reason to doubt me. A quick trip to the Ladies. Checking in the mirror, yes, she had done a good job. One last orgasm, careful to hold in my pee. Then it was down to my car. Reversing in, my anticipation was building. As he opened the door, I stood behind it out of sight.
“Turn around.”
“Why?”
“Just do as you are told & don’t peep or I will go home.”
“Yeah sure.”
He was being flippant.
“I haven’t done so yet, but if you don’t turn round, tonight will be the night!”
He got the message.
“Now don’t turn back until I tell you.”
He stood with his back to me as I carted in the gear bag & the box. He started to turn.
“PETER! I mean it!”
He quickly turned away again.
“Stay as you are until I say so. If you turn round or come in, you will have an early ride home on the train tonight. Understand?”
“Yes.”
I pulled the door to as I went into the workroom, got everything set up before changing. Everything that was ‘Rebecca’ was put away out of sight.
“Daddy? …………. Daddy?”
He arrived at the door & his mouth dropped wide open.
“Becky wants her bottle?”
I put on a baby’s voice. He stood & stared. I had set up my playpen on a rug in the middle of the room & had everything I needed, soft toys, squeaky toys, books, a comfort blanket, the lot. Having changed, I was now wearing a pink top with teddy bears on the front, no bra underneath, a nappy with plastic over pants & hand knitted Bed Socks I had found at a craft shop, after a long hunt at lunchtime. Tied up with pink satin ribbons they made realistic looking bootees. He walked towards me his face changing from surprise to delight as he surveyed all before him. I already had the feeder bottles out, the jug boiling & tea bags ready. He seemed to accept his roll immediately & moved to the bench making up a bottle for me with tea. Returning, he stood by the playpen. I held up my arms indicating I wanted to be lifted which he did. I sat on his knee & cuddled right into his chest while he fed me. I had come well prepared. My bladder was very full. I finished my bottle.
“Has Becky been a good girl?”
He looked unsure but then reach down & felt the front of my nappy.
“Inside silly Daddy.”
I pushed his hand down the front of my nappy. Reaching my vagina, I let go a flood. He tried to withdraw quickly but I held it where it was & just looked at him. I could see he didn’t know what he should do. Then a finger moved, seeking out my urethra while watching my face carefully. I smiled my approval. He was very nervous so I moved to reassure him.
“It’s alright Daddy, I won’t tell Mummy you touched Becky’s wee wee.”
That got a very broad smile & he began deliberately playing in my stream. I held his gaze & smiled. It felt brilliant, much better than when I had done it. He was trembling all over, but I was not surprised, it was purely sexual, nothing more for both of us. I suspected he realised that. I leaked it out to make it last as long as possible. He seemed to realise, smiling as he fiddled. There was an intense silence between us, only the hissing in my nappy & the sloshing of his busy fingers. I pushed & pushed at the end forcing my erect urethra against his finger, giving him every last drop in my bladder, prolonging our pleasure as long as I could. I turned over my bottom lip.
“I’m all wet Daddy.”
He gave me a wonderful smile.
“Do you want Daddy to change you?”
“Yes please.”
He put me down in the playpen, gave me a teddy & began going through the gear bag. Every now & then he found something that made him smile. A trip down memory lane for him I imagined. All that had squeaks made noise. Armed with everything he needed, after spreading out the changing mat, he lifted me out & laid me down. I sucked my thumb & cooed, playing while he went to work undoing my wet nappy. Lifting my legs high, he slipped the old one out & the fresh one under. All the time I played with my top, lifting it up over my head so my breasts tumbled & swayed. His eyes darted between what he was doing & my mobile breasts. I managed to catch his eye a couple of times & got a very broad smile as I giggled like a little girl. Thoroughly wiped, dried & powdered, he attached the new nappy. I kept busy pulling my top right down over the plastic pants he was putting on me then right up over my face so my breasts rolled. Giggling, I playing peek-a-boo with him from under. He was playing along with me, loving every moment. Preparing another bottle, I cuddled up again as he fed me. What followed was an evening of pure infantilism with Peter assuming the roll of ‘Daddy’ & taking it very seriously indeed.
As fast as he fed me bottles, I peed. I had bought all of the nappies. Just as well. Each time he changed me, I played peek-a-boo with my top to show off my breasts. Knowing I was not going to stop him, as soon as I let on I was ready to pee, he was quick to get his hand down the front of my nappy & felt me. He played with my urethra, stopping my pee at times so it sprinkled back into play. We didn’t need to worry about any mess, it was all contained. When I wasn’t feeding, he put me in my playpen. I rolled & frolicked for him, showing my breasts every chance I got.
When dinner time arrived, he heated up the baby food I had brought, putting it in the baby’s dish & using the special baby’s spoon. I didn’t make it easy for him, turning my head away, spitting it out, wiping it all over my face & in my hair. His impatience grew. I pushed his hand away & he smacked me. I opened my mouth & roared. I didn’t think it had been deliberate exactly, just a sign of his growing frustration with my behaviour. It hadn’t been all that hard.
“I’m sorry Becky but you are making Daddy very angry. Now eat up your din dins properly like a good girl & Daddy won’t have to smack you again.”
I didn’t, so he smacked again, harder this time. I roared again but kept doing it. After many attempts & several smacks, he gave up. He tried to clean me up. In spite of the obstacles I put in his way, he did manage to get there in the end & got most of it out of my hair. He seemed relieved once I had settled back down. All he had to do then was feed me bottles & change me after I had wet.
His fiddling while I was peeing was definitely getting to me, along with the thrill I was getting from being a baby. I was enjoying & making the most of it, knowing that I would need to masturbate before too long. He seemed captivated, watching my every move, as if he was reliving his time as a dad to his boys. Little did he realise just how much I was enjoying it too. It was everything, the sights, sounds, sensations, but most of all, the smells. Everything from the plastics, powder & nappies themselves, but most of all it was my pee. For some reason it smelled different, stronger, more pungent & I was getting intoxicated by it. A hand went down the front of my nappy & I felt myself peeing. Before I could think about it, it was there.
“Becky’s being wude Daddy!”
His eyes narrowed as I dragged myself up the side of the playpen. My hand deeply engrossed & busy in the front of my nappy, obvious to him as it echoed what was going on inside.
“Your not angry with Becky being naughty are you Daddy?”
It was an exquisite feeling, the likes of which I had never experienced before. My nappy was getting wetter by the moment as I let myself leak into the warmth & softness. I had masturbated in my pants before & been excited by the constrains, but this was even better again, so much better than I could ever imagine.
I started to frig for all I was worth, clinging onto the top rail, staring at him, telling everything that was going on through my face. His erection was huge & throbbing.
“Becky’s a bad girl, isn’t she Daddy?”
The whole infant fantasy was powerful.
“Bad girl, aren’t I Daddy?”
I just kept leaking, heaven knows where it was coming from, but my nappy was getting more & more sodden. It was so near, yet so far. Part of me wanted it to end, disappear over the top into the precipice of pleasure, but another part wanted it to last forever. At last it was there for the taking so I did, stole it away. My hand was pounding inside my nappy, fingers each side of my aching clitoris squeezing as I rubbed. He was watching in awe, aware now that something spectacular was going on. It was all I could do to hold on as wave after wave of thrills swept over me from everywhere, all heading to my vagina. I lost my grip, fell & lolled around the rug, booties curling, knees collapsing as I rode the ecstasy out.
Time for my nappy change. I’m not sure what made me do it. Once he had released the tabs at the sides & folded down the front, I tucked my knees right up to my breasts. I let them fall apart as far as I was comfortable with. Having watch Jane changing her little ones, I knew just how exposed I was. He had seen me from every imaginable angle by then, but not quite as revealing as this. I remained still & let him look between my labia for as long as he wished. There were a few involuntary contractions which drew a smile, but apart from an occasional glance up at me, his focus was my vagina & everything it contained. I thought, ‘What the hell’ & relaxed, feeling my urine trickle out. I could see it, like the springs on the farm. A tiny geyser, babbling down my fold. I could feel it along the crack of my bum. It drenched my nappy further, captivating him. My change was clinical, confirming what I thought. It had been very intense for him too. I started to roll & play but he seemed to have been more impressed by my brook.
As pleasant as it was, it did little to quell my desire.
“Becky wants to be wude again Daddy.”
His face changed instantly & he began breathing heavily. I lifted up my top & slid a hand down the front of my nappy.
“Mmmmmm! Becky’s being a bad, bad girl, isn’t she Daddy.”
He didn’t speak, just watched intently. I quickly located my clitoris & began.
“I’m being a naughty girl, aren’t I Daddy.”
“Mm!”
It was more of a squeak as he acknowledged me. I picked up the rhythm very quickly & knew it wouldn’t be long. His eyes were on my hand busy inside the nappy.
“Don’t tell Mummy I am being wude will you Daddy?”
I was getting into stride now thoroughly enjoying myself.
“You won’t spank me for being wude will you Daddy?”
He was to engrossed to answer.
“Daddy …… Daddy …….. OH DADDY!”
I rocked & rolled across the playpen, again & again as my orgasm quickly engulfed my body.
“I’m being wude Daddy …… berry , berry wude.”
My orgasm was clear to see. Even though I couldn’t see his erection sticking out, he was so aroused watching me. I never took my eyes off him, staring the whole time while my face did its usual calisthenics. He had taken his eyes off the front of my nappy & was staring back into my eyes too. There was a strong feeling between us as I shared my intimacy with him. Gradually slowing, I settled back down, sitting cross legged in the middle of the playpen, my hand still buried between my legs.
“I’m all wet Daddy!”
It took him quite a while before he had calmed down enough to lift me out for a change.
I tried to play peek-a-boo with him but he was too serious. Masturbating in my nappy had a big affect on him. He worked away quietly, staring at my vagina once it was revealed, transfixed, lost in a world of his own. Not that it bothered me, I was content to play & play, kicking & lifting my top, giving him show after show, but it was what was showing below that took his concentration. It was not as if he was seeing it for the first time so it had to be the setting, not what it was but where. Even after holding my ankles & lifting my bottom right up to place a clean dry one, he was still looking intently. I continued to kick & hide until a smile appeared on his face. Drawing the sides in, he fixed me firmly into my nap. After feeding me 2 bottles, he lifted me back into the pen & settled down to watch.
It seemed no time before it was change time again. He lifted me out & checked. Then it happened! He had been playing with my urethra, rubbing while I was peeing. I let him go just a bit too far.
“Don’t stop doing that Daddy.”
He realised something was happening. His face quickly became earnest.
“What?”
“Don’t stop Daddy.”
He seemed unsure if he should carry on. I grabbed his wrist & moved it up & down. That got him started again, moving up to my clitoris. Placing his fingers each side, proceeding to masturbate me as he had seen me doing to myself many times before. I passed the point of no return & was hanging, knowing a little more from him would finish me off. It did.
“Daddy’s making Becky be wude!”
I didn’t have to say anymore, it was clear I was climaxing. He watched in awe, while tinkering with my clitoris. It wasn’t dramatic, just extremely pleasant & very intense. I smiled as it passed over the whole of my body, twitching, which he was obviously very aware of. It hadn’t stopped me peeing, which only added to the intensity. I knew it had been in spurts. As I floated into a wonderful after glow, my pee stream steadied & continued until my bladder was completely drained. Carrying on as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened, he simply stared before laying me on the changing mat & proceeded to take off my wet nappy. I could see it had got him very aroused but carried on playing peek-a-boo anyway.
Instead of putting me back in the play pen with my bottle he cuddled me onto his knee & fed me. One bottle, a second, then a third. I took them. Then I sucked my dummy while he read me stories, showing the pictures in the book. He played with my teddy & toys with me. I really did feel like a little girl with him, as he took on the roll of Daddy seriously. It was a wonderful time for me, far more enjoyable than I ever imagined it would be. I felt a growing pressure, different to the usual pressure I share with him.
I could have, several times before. It was just that he hadn’t asked. What would he make of this? How will he cope?
“Daddy?”
“Yes Darling?”
He put down the book & smiled at me. With that, I screwed up my face & began to strain. His breathing instantly got heavier as he watched my expressions. I slowly fill my nappy. I was very noisy, grunting & groaning which was matched by the crackle & plops of the ever increasing lump. I pushed & pushed until there was no more left inside me. The look on his face showed how aroused & intense he was becoming. I turned over my bottom lip.
“I’ve done poos Daddy.”
He was noticeably shaking. It had a far greater affect on him than I expected it would. He had to clear his throat a couple of times before he could speak. Even then his voice was quaking.
“Come here Darling & let Daddy change you.”
He unpinned the nappy & lifted my legs up as if he was going to take it out from under, but lowered me back down instead. The smell was very strong to me. I wondered what it must have been like for him. I like the smell of my own farts & found this quite erotic. He seemed to be peering at the mess trying to workout what he was going to do.
“Stay still, Daddy will be back in a moment.”
He went across & filled a bowl, got extra wipes, a towel & a disposal bag. On his return, going to work removing what I imagined were the big bits that had stuck, before starting to wash me thoroughly. At one point he lifted me again & washed right up to the small of my back. It must have been a huge load. He slid the nappy out from under progressively as he cleaned until it was freed. I got a glimpse of it as he fed it into the bag. I could see my mess had spread everywhere. That done he tidied up, disposing of the used wipes, before changing the water in the bowl. He went back over me completely with a cloth, patted me dry & powdering.
“There, does that feel better?”
“Much fank you Daddy!”
It was as if that was the highpoint of the evening, we had done all there was to do. It would be a little earlier than our usual finish. We had only used nappies, so the towelling pants would have to wait until another time. It wasn’t long before I was ready & let him feel me wetting one last time. He played for a long time after & I let him have his fill.
“Fank you Daddy.”
He smiled.
“You are Daddy’s favourite little girl Becky.”
“Am I Daddy.”
I had pleased him beyond my expectations. He took off my nappy, wiped & powder me before I got up, running around giggling. He joined in playing my game.
“Daddy will get your bottom.”
He pinched at me as I squealed & tried to keep out of his way. Once clear, I lifted my top right up, wiggling my hips, teasing him until he made a lunge. I scrambled out of reach. It was 10 minutes of silly childish fun which left us both exhausted, before letting myself be caught & cuddled. Unexpectedly he kissed me. I didn’t stop him, letting it drift on long & deep. We reluctantly broke off.
“I love you Daddy!”
“I love you too Becky.”
I wasn’t sure what made me say it, just popped out. I meant it in a way & wondered if he did to. This had been our most intimate evening in many ways. It wasn’t surprising emotions got the better of us at the end.
We got up slowly.
“What do you want to do with all of this?”
I hadn’t really thought when I bought it.
“Will we use it again?”
He didn’t seem sure, shrugging his shoulders.
“We could put it in the store room?”
He wasn’t keen.
“Would you like me to take it with me?”
That was it.
“If you don’t mind.”
“No, no of course not.”
He began packing up & getting it ready.
“I’ll give you a hand in a minute.”
I got busy changing back, taking out my pigtails & giving my hair a good brushing into shape. We were ready at almost the same time. He helped me stack it back in the car.
“What will I do with these?”
It was the bag of wet nappies including the soiled one.
“There is a bin over there.”
He looked shocked.
“Got a better idea.”
He didn’t. Lifting the lid, he slung them in, looking round the whole time as if Old Nick would catch him.
We pulled out of the drive.
“What made you think of that?”
“I don’t know. I had to do something between nappy changes. Enjoy it?”
“Mm!”
I could see him looking at me out of the corner of my eye & he was smiling.
“I never expected you would go that far.”
“You should know me by now, if I’m going to do something, I do it properly.”
I stopped at our usual haunt & squatted in the open door for him before doing the same at the station.
“Thank you for that.”
“That’s okay. …………………… Peter?”
He turned. I kissed him deeply. He started to get agitated.
“What if someone sees?”
“Who?”
The carpark was deserted.
“Don’t you like me kissing you?”
“Mm!”
Our lips met again. The minutes passed. I wanted him to touch me, feel me, but knew I shouldn’t suggest it. If he’d wanted to fuck me, I wouldn’t have stopped him.
“See you next week.”
“Yes, yes.”
He was very reluctant to leave.
There were 8 left. I decided I could always get more if he wanted to watch me wetting them again. It was only supposed to be until they ran out, but they were a comfort to sleep in. Then there was the thrill of wetting them in the morning. It had become a prelude to some pretty intense orgasms. As I put the last in its disposal bag, I was finished with them. That was going to be it. |
PART 02
“Hello again.”
It was a surprisingly familiar greeting considering I had only shopped there once before. I found myself blushing that I had been remembered. But then it had been less than a fortnight since my last visit. Not that I had intended to be back at all. So much for giving them up!
“Oh hello.”
Trying to pass it off, I hurried down the shop to hide my embarrassment. Not hanging around long, buying two packs this time.
“Thank you.”
I tried to get away as quick as I could, but couldn’t avoid her parting comment.
“See you again soon.”
I didn’t reply but knew I would be needing more. I couldn’t wait to get home to change. Looking at myself in the mirror, the pink teddy top, floral nappy, plastics & pigtails. Not as neat as Carol had done them not that it mattered. And the dummy. I was ‘Becky’ again & it felt wonderful! That was how I spent my weekend, locked away from the world, working & wetting & masturbating, sure I had set new records for both.
It was Thursday & I only had two nappies left. The lot I had bought lasted less than 3 weeks, but then I was wearing them every evening & to bed every night! There was something comforting about them. I was careful not to wet in my sleep for fear of developing a habit that might be hard to break. My early morning release always thrilling, making ‘nappy’ orgasms better than my usual ones. With the exception of the ones at work during the day, all my orgasms were now while wearing a nappy. I had looked at what they had in the supermarket but it was only a small range in the pull-up style, plain white only. I did think of going to one of the other nappy shops, but would have had to go out of my way. In the end I decided to stop being paranoid, like Peter, dropping into Nappyland on my way home.
“Hello, how are you?”
She was such a bright cheerful girl it was worth shopping there I decided.
“Good thanks . And you?”
“Fine. We have some new patterns in the style you usually buy if you are interested?”
She remembered? That was it! I thought, ‘to hell with what she might think, she doesn’t know for sure’.
“Have you?”
“Yes.”
She bought them up onto the counter. There were two I particularly liked. I ended up buying 4 packs this time, a different colour & pattern for each. She got them packed & ready.
“We have a discount card for our regular customers, if you are interested. It is free & you get 10% off all purchases & monthly Member Only specials. Everything in the shop is included.”
I wasn’t quite sure if I should get one or not. In a way I would be admitting to myself that this was going to be an on-going thing. In the end I thought, ‘What the hell, I can always throw it away once I get over it’. I filled out the form. Would I like regular updates on my computer? I thought, ‘In for a penny, in for a pound’. I ticked it. The girl looked at what I had written.
“Rebecca, is it?”
“Yes.”
“Do you mind if I call you that?”
“No, not at all.”
“I’m Karen.”
We smiled over the counter.
“See you again soon?”
“Yes.”
My discount card turned up a few days later. I tucked it well away in my purse so it wouldn’t be accidentally seen. Saturday arrived & I dressed up again. Mid afternoon, checking the pantry to see what I would have for dinner, only to discover I didn’t have enough milk.
“Damn!”
It wasn’t worth getting the car out, so I decided to walk. Changing into a dress, I was about to take the nappy off when I thought, ‘Why not!’. Checking in the mirror, it was a bit noticeable. Maybe that was only me because I knew I had it on. I decided to go with it anyway. I don’t know my neighbours well, never had much spare time to socialise but could recognise them by sight. They spoke as I passed. I certainly was getting a lot of stares. I imagined that was because of my lack of a bra, which was pretty obvious. As I crossed to the shop, the pressure had built up, so I released a little. It felt amazing, flooding my vagina, sending it into a spin. People passed, completely unaware of what I was doing. I let more go while I looked at the shelves & again while being served at the counter. Twice more on the way back, talking to the elderly man who lived almost opposite. He had a beautiful garden I much admired. This was a whole new & exciting experience. Being able to wet myself any time I chose. Even while talking to people. As I wandered up to the front door, I knew this was only the first time I would be wearing nappies in public. Back inside an orgasm beckoned. Sitting out on the deck, I satisfied myself, not once, but a second for good measure.
I got my usual bright cheery greeting from Karen 3 weeks later when I went for more supplies. She remembered my name. I was wearing a nappy this time, wetting it as it suited me.
“We now have bikini ones.”
She reached under the counter & bought out the patterns they came in.
“I know you don’t usually buy the panty style but I thought you might be interested just the same. They don’t come up anywhere near as far & are not as bulky as the standard panty style.”
She was right, they were a lot smaller & neater. I ended up buying two packs of them & two of the usual ones I get.
“Let me know what you think of them. They are new on the market & the company is looking for customer feedback.”
It was as close as she had got to suggesting I would be wearing them.
“I like your dress.”
I had been aware she had been looking a lot & wondered if she had seen the bulkiness underneath. If she had, she didn’t let on.
“Thank you. It’s only a cheap one I have had for ages.”
“You look really nice.”
That was a heavily loaded comment & could have meant anything.
“Thank you.”
I was pretty sure she was aware I was wearing a nappy. I had been letting go the whole time we were talking, & now with the thought that I might have been discovered, my vagina was going crazy!
3 weeks & I had depleted my triangular stocks. Although I had been wearing the new bikini ones during the day, still preferred the others at night.
“Good morning, Rebecca.”
She had her head down under the counter & suddenly popped up.
“Good morning.”
“Did you see the sign?”
“Sign?”
“On the door. We have cloth nappies now, I put them out yesterday. We haven’t been able to get them for a while, but have now, edged in pink as well as blue. They come in 8 sizes, I’m a 2 & you will be,”
she leaned over the counter & looked at me,
“a 3 I would say but you could take a 4 & fold it down.”
She gave me a big smile as if to say, ‘I know you have been buying them for yourself’. I smiled back as good as admitting it.
“Thank you for letting me know.”
“How do you like the bikinis?”
I decided to put an end to any further pretence & to come out in the open once & for all.
“Love them. I can wear them out without it being too noticeable,”
twice to dinner at Charley’s,
“& have been wearing them to work some days, that’s how much I am enjoying them.”
“I can see you have got one on today.”
“Yes.”
A quick look round & there was no one else in the shop so I took a step back & lifted my dress just enough to show them. She gave me a big approving smile.
“I’m wearing nappies too.”
“I guessed you probably were.”
She stepped out from behind the counter & lifted her skirt, not that she needed to, they were very bulky & obvious.
“Mm. I wear them every day. That’s why I took the job here, so I can wear them. They provide them free for me to wear at work & at home. Unfortunately, I don’t get the chance at home very often. I like the bikini ones too but usually wear the full panty style because they are more noticeable. The Manager says that by wearing them I give the customers confidence. Can I let you into a secret?”
“Of course?”
“I really like people looking at me knowing I have got a nappy on. Some stare & stare. It makes me feel really nice.”
She came over shy & I imagined it was because it aroused her.
“I wear them just because I enjoy the feeling they give me but surely you don’t need them?”
“Course not, I just like them.”
“I like the freedom they give me to go when I want, where I want.”
“Me too. …………………. Mm! I just went then.”
“Did you? ……………………. So did I.”
We exchanged sisterly smiles.
She walked down with me & I could clearly see her nappy now. I couldn’t help thinking how nice it looked. She held up the cloth nappies for me to see the size. Expertly folding them ready to put on, she wrapped them around my waist to check & a 3 was right for me.
“I will take a dozen, pink of course.”
She smiled & counted them out before folding & heading to the counter.
“Have you worn cloths before?”
“No.”
“It pays to wear plastics with them.”
“Right. Well that will make them a bit too noisy so I will keep them for home.”
“I wish I could wear mine at home.”
“Can’t you?”
She shook her head.
“I don’t think Mum would allow it. She already suspects I wear nappies & was surprised when I took the job here. She told me it was an older woman’s position & that I was too young to get involved in such things. I took it anyway & think it just confirmed to her that I am interested. She has never visited me. I wish she would. That way she would find out for sure, save me having to tell her. For some reason I can’t seem to get around to it. I think she would be disappointed it is her fault I’m like this but that is simply not true.”
“Do you like dressing up?”
“What as?”
“A baby girl.”
“I have never had the chance.”
“Haven’t you? I dress up at home.”
“DO YOU!”
That really struck a chord.
“Yes. I live alone so I can do as I like.”
“I wish I did, I would dress up everyday.”
I had been thinking about it as we had been talking & decided.
“Would you like to come round to my place & play dress ups with me?”
“Can I?”
“Of course. You can come round after work today if you like.”
“I can’t, I haven’t got a car. I get the bus to work.”
“I can pick you up when you finish work & drop you off here or at home after.”
“Could you?”
She sounded quite excited but then her face dropped.
“I haven’t got anything to wear.”
“Don’t worry I have spares. You can see which one you like when you get there.”
That bought a smile back to her face.
“We close at 12 but I don’t usually get away until half past.”
“That’s okay, I will pick you up around 12.30pm.”
“Are you sure?”
“I have never played dress ups with another girl, it sounds as if it might be fun.”
Along with the cloths I bought 4 packs of the triangle’s & 2 mixed bikinis.
“They are selling really well, nearly all my regulars have changed over to them.”
“Do you have many?”
“Quite a few, mainly men, but there are some women, about 30, older, in their 50’s. You are the only one who is my age.”
I felt relieved in a way that I wasn’t all that weird, or not the only one.
“Do you know if they are for them?”
“Usually.”
“When did you know they were for me?”
She smiled knowingly.
“The first time you came in.”
“Did you? How?”
“If they are buying them for their Granny, they don’t usually tell me.”
I found myself blushing.
“But I hadn’t realised that I would start wearing them regularly then.”
“Maybe not. But I knew they weren’t for your Granny & somehow suspected I would see you again.”
This was her world & she had a very good understanding of it for such a young woman. We exchanged warm smiles.
“See you about 12.30pm then?”
“Mm, I can’t wait.”
“I’m wetting myself now.”
I gave her a naughty grin.
“Hang on.”
Karen got a look of concentration on her face, then a smile.
“I am too.”
I was getting aroused at the thought of her coming & knew there would be an orgasm on the menu as soon as I got in. As I crossed the carpark there were some stares as they seemed to be looking at my bulky hips. My bikini had done its best but couldn’t prevent a few trickles running down the insides of my legs. I left a small puddle where I had paused to open the door & spread out a towel. By the time I got home there was more pressure. I headed out onto the deck, releasing as I wandered around pretending to look down on the beach. The bikini was well passed its capacity. None of it was being absorbed, flowing freely down to my feet. My dress had a big wet patch from sitting in the car. This new deluge wet it more. The breeze was cooling & everything clung to me pushing my arousal higher & higher. Eventually I slipped them off & let the breeze chill my wet skin, almost exploding with excitement. Resting on the rail with one hand, while the other climbed up under the wet fabric, it only took moments. I was gazing out, almost unable to focus on the beachgoers below, as an orgasm exploded inside my body.
It was only 11am, but I could hardly wait. What would it be like with another girl? It was going to be fun I decided. I had everything ready including the play pen. I made up several bottles of milk, putting them in the fridge until needed. I hand washed the new cloth nappies, spun them before putting them out, so they would be ready before it was time to go & collect her. Heaven knows what my neighbours thought, seeing a full clothesline of nappies! I had the Beatrix Potter plates with spoons & matching pushers ready. There was a range of baby foods. I was sure she’d like at least one of them. The time dragged. When I looked up at the clock only a couple of minutes had passed. It was 12.10pm at last as I reversed onto the road & headed towards the Home Centre. As it came into view Karen was waiting clutching a bag. Her concerned look turned to one of joy.
“I love your car, what is it?”
“A Mercedes Benz.”
“It’s nice. All my Lady customers drive really nice cars.”
It seemed to be an unusual thing for her to notice.
“They are all rich & have important jobs.”
‘We are of a kind’, I mused.
“I hope you don’t mind me asking but how long have you been wearing them?”
She was certainly direct.
“I have only just started, how about you?”
“I started when I was 16.”
“How old are you now?”
“20. I will be 21 soon.”
She would have had to have been, I guessed, but still only looked 15, 16 tops.
“Are you? I thought you were only 16.”
She smiled.
“Everyone thinks I’m younger than I am. I am always having to show my ID when I go out to a Bar or a Club. I got it especially because I was always being turned away. I still don’t think they believe it, but it has my photo on it so they can’t anymore.”
I looked at her & still couldn’t believe she was nearly 21.
“What made you start?”
I thought for several moments & decided I wasn’t going to tell her about Peter so would have to make something up.
“I went to a nappy party with a friend & had to get dressed up as a baby. It was fun. What I didn’t expect was the best part, being able to wet myself whenever I felt like it. I had bought a big pack, if you remember, expecting to throw the rest away. Rather than waste them, I started wearing them around the house wetting them. I got hooked on it. How about you? Why did you start so young?”
“ABGs”
“What are they?”
“Adult Baby Girls.”
“I have not heard of them.”
“I have always liked baby clothes. Mum used to put me in short dresses & big pants with lines of lace across my bottom. I loved them, still do. I have a pair from back then but they wouldn’t fit me now. I have an album of pictures of me when I was little, all dressed up. I’m always looking through it. I never realised there were older girls like me, discovering it quite by accident. Some of the boys at School were talking about it & I just happened to be listening. I heard them say they had found it on the internet. I wasn’t sure if I believed them at first. My Dad lets me use his computer. He watches a lot of porn, not that he knows I know. I have seen it on the screen when I walk past & he hasn’t heard me coming, nude Ladies & all sorts of other things. I had to wait until everyone had gone out before I went looking. I didn’t know what they were called so it took several attempts before I found them. As soon as I saw them all dressed up & being looked after by ‘Mummy’s’ I couldn’t wait to try it. I bought my first nappies with my pocket money & that was it, as soon as I started wearing & wetting them, I knew I wanted to be an ABG.”
“But you couldn’t dress up?”
“I did sort of. I had some clothes I could use. I had to wait until everyone went out before I put them on. I sometimes wear nappies to bed & wet them. I have to be really careful to keep them hidden. Mum found a wrapper under my bed once, before I started working here. I told her I didn’t have a clue how it got there, must have picked it up on the bottom of my shoe. I don’t think she believed me. I have been extra careful since.”
“You poor thing.”
She looked suitably sorry for herself.
“So you have never gone all the way & been a proper baby girl?”
“No, not all the way.”
“Today will be your first time then?”
“Yes.”
I had an excited air about me as I pulled into my garage & the door closed behind us. As we made our way into the Lounge, she took one look at the playpen all set up ready.
“WOW! Is this all yours?”
“Yes, do you like it?”
“I have always wanted to have baby things like this but could never have found anywhere to hide them.”
She walked around looking at what I had ready for us, her mouth opened with delight.
“I didn’t think you went this far, this is great. I don’t know where to start.”
She was serious, I could see.
“Right, well, I have got some outfits for you to choose from. The sooner we get changed the sooner we can be babies.”
She grinned with excitement. We went down to the spare room where I had everything laid out on the bed.
“WOW! Are these all yours?”
“Mm!”
“You have got a lot considering you haven’t been doing it long.”
I knew I had got a bit carried away, but there was so many nice things out there. She stood in front of the outfits, not sure which one she wanted, holding each of the baggy tops up against her. It can’t have been size she was checking, they would have all been a bit too big on her. After a long time, she settled on the orange top with the Teddy Bear on the front.
“Vat one?”
“I think I will go for the pussy cat this time.”
She seemed quite matter of fact about it, undressing slowly but deliberately, determined to do whatever it took to be a proper ABG. At first it was her dress. Although quite tall, taller than me, she was very slim & had virtually no shape to her figure at all. Next it was her bra, exposing her small pointy breasts. Pink nipples on swollen areolas, covering almost half the area. She was left in just her nappy. Even with it on I could see she had no noticeable waist or hips. ‘Straight up & down like a beanpole’, Mum would have said.
“Would you like a fresh nappy, you’re welcome to one of mine?”
She shook her head.
“No thanks, I bought some with me, the triangular ones you like. They were samples so they didn’t cost me anything. Help yourself & keep yours for another time.”
“Thank you.”
She reached down & slipped her nappy off. I was curious, not wanting to appear nosey, but couldn’t help noticing she was smooth & hairless just like me. She took her time, wiping & dusting on a good powdering, before taking one of the triangle ones. Fastening it in place, she finished off with some plastics she had bought with her too. I follow suit, stripping down completely. I was aware of being observed wiping, drying & powdering, slipping the nappy between my legs. I was ready too.
“Would you like me to do your hair?”
“How?”
“I usually have pigtails.”
That got a great big smile.
“Yes please.”
I got the stool out of my ensuite & she sat down. Although it wasn’t really long enough, I started combing it up, tying them with pink ribbons in big girlie bowes.
“Would you like to do mine?”
“Yes.”
We change places. She got to work, having me with girlie bowes too.
“That’s better, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“I’m Becky now.”
That made her smile. After thinking for several moments.
“I’m Misty.”
Obviously a pet name from somewhere in her life. I found some matching booties for us to wear, & a dummy each. I was surprised when Misty held my hand like children, as we made our way down to the Lounge. It set the scene for what was to come. We climbed into the playpen together. She went straight for one of the dolls, undressing & dressing it, chatting as she played. Not infantile exactly, just very innocent & girlish.
“I’m doing a pee pee.”
Misty stopped what she was doing & watched me. As I pushed, there was a soft hiss, which made us both smile. It went on for a long time as she stared at my crotch.
“Would you like to be my Mummy & change me?”
Would she ever! Her face quickly turn to delight. It started to dawn on her what playing dress-ups was going to involve. She definitely wanted to go along.
“You don’t mind?”
“No, not if you don’t.”
“I’ve never been Mummy before.”
“What say we take turns with each other?”
“YES PLEASE!”
She smiled her approval. I suspected I would not have to suggest anything again. She was more than willing to go along with anything that might happen between us. We climbed out of the playpen. I lay on the changing mat sucking my thumb while ‘Mummy’ checked she had everything. She was taking the job quite seriously, going about it in an unselfconscious manner. First it was the plastic overpants, unfastening the sodden nappy, putting it in a disposal bag. Spreading my legs, she got started cleaning me up with baby wipes, thoroughly, along the side of my labia & between, right through to my anus & down the insides of my thighs. I moved, tucking my legs up, opening & closing as required, to assist her. ‘Mummy’ seemed to be relishing her role, making the most of it. She changed the wipes regularly & didn’t hesitate to press between my labia, wiping right inside so I could feel it penetrating slightly. When finished I remained as I was, knees tucked up, thighs open. She made no pretence that she wasn’t looking & had a wonderful smile on her face. She slowly collected up the wipes & put them in the bag, hardly taking her eyes off me for a moment. From time to time she looked up, still smiling her approval & pleasure. There was no rush as she sprinkled the powder, spreading & smoothing with her hands, pressing between my labia again, as well as over my anus & bottom.
“Do you want Mummy to put a triangle on you again?”
“No Mummy I want a cloth one please.”
She leaned over & picked one up. I was amazed at how easily she folded it. Lifting my legs, rolling me back, she tucked it right under, before positioning & pinning it firmly in place on her first attempt. It fitted snugly, finished off with a pair of plastics.
“There, all done.”
“Will you give me my bottle now Mummy?”
She smiled as if she liked being referred to as that.
“Yes of course Darling.”
I told her where everything was. After heating, bought 2 over before letting me cuddle onto her lap while she fed me. She smiled as if she was really in her element. Both bottles empty she got up & rinsed them out before returning.
It wasn’t long before she was ready.
“I’m doing wee wees Mummy!”
Her hiss was a lot more noticeable. She concentrated very hard while going. It went on for a very long time. Catching my eye, flashed a big smile.
“Will you change me Mummy?”
“Yes of course I will Sweetheart.”
I positioned her on the mat, taking off her soaked nappy. It was now my turn to see her hairless vagina, just looking at her neat, tidy fold, with only the slightest hint of labia protruding. She seemed completely at ease being studied & smiled up at me. I got to work with the wipes, not shying away from my task either, wiping inside her almost childlike slit & around the mons, before heading down to her anus & the insides of her legs. Much to my surprise she hadn’t flinched once or showed any resistance whatsoever. She seemed relaxed & comfortable with ‘Mummy’s’ very intimate contact & had no hesitation in tucking her knees up & opening her legs wide, giving me a revealing view inside her vagina . As I spread the baby powder, I could feel the stubble, confirming what I thought, that she was shaven rather than waxed.
“What would you like now Sweetheart?”
“Can I have a cloth one too Mummy?”
“Yes of course.”
It took me several attempts to get it right. She smiled up at my dilemma & after a bit of guidance, finally lifted her legs up high, tucking it under her bottom. It took 3 or 4 goes to fix it in place & cover with plastics.
“Would you like your bottle now?”
She gave me such a lovely smile.
“Yes please.”
Returning with the bottles, she cuddled against my breasts, as I began to feed her. It was a wonderful feeling & I was sure it was bring out some sort of deep nurturing maternal instinct in me. I rocked to & fro, her big brown eyes stared up over the upturned bottle just like a baby girl, as she suckled on the teat. Both emptied, burping loudly, I rinsed out the bottles before we climbed back into the playpen.
That seemed to be the turning point, because she completely regressed, playing like a baby. She seemed to be at home in the playpen, almost oblivious to my presence or uncomfortable with it. She talked to me like I imagined a little girl would. I rolled & played with my teddy while Misty returned to her doll, talking to her as if she was a real baby, changing & feeding with a plastic bottle. Then to my astonishment she lifted up the front of her top & held the doll to her breast, first one side then the other, talking to her the whole time as if she was really breastfeeding. If she was aware she was being watched, she never let on or allowed anything to distract her. It was a pure fantasy for her plain & simple as she held the doll in her arms stretching her nipple pressing her against it oblivious to the world outside of the play pen. She certainly had the action right, I remembered seeing Jane feeding & it was the way she did it. I caught her eye & smiled & got a smile back carrying on as if she was happy to share it.
“Would you like your din dins?”
She smiled & went along with me.
“Yes please Mummy!”
“What would you like for din dins today.”
I got up & showed her the cans. She beamed her approval & made her choice. I got on heating up & ready. Putting on her bib, I sat her on my knee in the playpen. Feeding was fun. She didn’t make my life difficult but clearly loved the Beatrix Potter bowl & watching as she uncovered more & more of Jemima Puddle-Duck. After I cleaned her up with wipes.
“Handies?”
She held them up, fingers spread, so they could be wiped one by one. That over, I heated 2 more bottles. Lifting her onto my knee, I began feeding. This time she really nuzzled into my breasts, making me feel wonderful & more than a little aroused! As she was finishing, a loud hiss announced she was wetting her nappy. I put her back on the mat & proceeded to change her as I had done before. I wiped without any inhibition as she kicked her legs in the air. She was being a real baby now, letting ‘Mummy’ do what she needed to. I enjoyed seeing her naked from the waist down, while she kicked like a baby. It was with a certain reluctance that I finally had her nappy folded & under her bottom. I watched her ‘disappear’ as I pinned it in place. Pulling on the plastics just served to confirm it was gone for now. She rose back up again & smiled,
“Fank you Mummy,”
It was her turn to get my lunch ready. She took to the task with great enthusiasm. Everything was prepare thoroughly, the temperature of the food checked. She sat down & began to feed me, opening her mouth wide as she presented each spoonful. It was all I could do to stop smiling. Mum had done the same thing with me & still does with Hamish & Ben’s little ones! She assumed the roll of ‘Mummy’ with firm affection. As tempted as I was to do what I had done with Peter, I behaved & let her be the roll she seemed to be enjoying as much as being a baby. It was my turn to be shown progress through the bowl of food as ‘Peter Rabbit’ was gradually revealed.
Lunch over, I had my bib removed, fingers wiped, & face, thoroughly cleaned up before going to get my bottles ready. Determined to know what it felt like this time, I cuddled right into her. I could feel her nipple pressing against my cheek as I suckled. A very pleasant sensation indeed. As my second bottle came to an end, I ‘hissed’ in my nappy making ‘Mummy’ smile. Flat on my back on the mat, wet nappy gone, knees tucked up & legs spread wide. I was revealing all again. Like myself, she took her time wiping & powdering. To my delight, she heaved a sigh, as if she too was reluctant to see me go. Lifting my legs high, positioned my nappy, before pinning it firmly in place. Plastics pushed up around my waist, she looked at me & smiled.
“There. Is that better Becky?”
“Yes fank you Mummy.”
I was really looking forward to changing her again. It wasn’t long before she hissed in her nappy. Lifting her out of the playpen, laying her on the mat, I had the wet nappy off in no time. Opening & closing her legs caused her vagina to part, giving many intimate views of what was hidden away inside. I took my time cleaning & drying before putting on the powder while she kicked & played. I left it as long as I could before covering her again, not that it was noticed or seemed to care. After feeding two more bottles she sat up facing me. No sooner than I finished, my nappy began to hiss & the rolls changed. Having had my two bottles as well, it was back into the playpen. We rolled & played. She returned to the doll & before long was ‘feeding’. The time passed quickly before her nappy started hissing again. After her change it was time for mine to hiss & be changed. We continued to play as the afternoon slipped away.
I could see the Kitchen clock & it was nearly 5.
“What time do you have to be home?”
She started to cry.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I don’t want to stop. I want to stay like this forever.”
I put my arm round her shoulders & drew her in. She snuggled into me, as I rocked her slowly for several minutes.
“I didn’t know what it would be like.”
“You are not disappointed?”
“No way! It’s better, feels much better than I thought it would. Now I know who I am. I’m an ABG. I am so happy! Thank you! Thank you for sharing this afternoon with me, it means so much. I still can’t believe it.”
I held her until her tears passed.
“Okay now?”
She sniffled & nodded.
“Shall we call it a day. You can always come back again, I’m here nearly every weekend.”
I got her a tissue & she blew her nose.
“Alright?”
She nodded & smiled.
“Would you like a shower first?”
“Do you mind?”
“No, of course not. I could do with one too.”
We reluctantly climbed out of the pen.
“Do you want a hand to put everything away?”
“No it’s fine, it won’t take me long.”
Making our way down to the bathroom, she stood quite still & the hiss told me, was wetting her nappy. It was quite deliberate as she concentrated hard looking up at me & smiling from time to time.
“Okay?”
“Mm, just a bit more.”
She was still concentrating, her legs shaking as I imagined she was pushing out the last few spurts.
“Mm, that’s better.”
She smiled shyly at me.
“Even though they are free, I don’t like wasting nappies & fill them up as much as I can.”
Whether it was ‘value for money’ or was she just making the most of the role she had chosen for herself.
“Do you ever over do it?”
“All the time. I often have to get the mop for behind the counter.”
She smiled as if it was a point of honour.
“My turn!”
I parted my legs & pressed my tummy as I hissed in my nappy. She watched & smiled. I grunted softly as I wet & wet. Her smile got bigger. I farted!
“Opps!”
She liked that & giggled. I continued pushing hard, pressing my tummy.
“Mm! That’s much better.”
She seemed delighted.
“You are the only one I have ever wet with that knew I was going.”
Confessing made her blush.
“Am I?”
“Yes. I always do when you come into the shop.”
“Do you like it?”
“Yes! I think that’s what I like best, wetting & being wet. I don’t always change right away.”
She was now blushing brighter red.
I turned on the shower before returning to her, taking off her plastics & unpinning her nappy. It was heavy & she smiled bashfully. She then returned the favour, pulling my plastics down & taking off my sodden nappy. Slipping off her top & pulling the pigtails out, she headed for the shower. The nappy bucket was nearly full as I put ours in. I took them through to the Laundry, putting them in to soak along with our tops. She was out drying herself by the time I returned, with the Baby Powder. She patted herself liberally as I climbed in to wash. She had a towel wrapped around herself waiting for me, as I turn off the water & began to dry myself. We walked through & dressed together.
“Do you want one of my bikinis?”
She smiled.
“Why not! I have to get caught one day. Might as well be today.”
Both back in our civies, we made our way out to the car, heading back in the direction of the shop.
“Where do you live?”
She told me. It wasn’t far, about 30 minutes.
“Would you like me to drop you at home?”
“I don’t want to take you out of your way.”
“It’s fine. I am out now I might as well.”
She was quiet for a while.
“Thank you for letting me come around.”
“That’s okay. I have been wearing baby clothes for a while, but I must admit, it is better having someone to dress up with.”
She smiled shyly.
“I didn’t think we would be changing each other.”
“You didn’t mind, did you?”
She shook her head firmly.
“No, I liked you being Mummy.”
“Did you? Good. I wasn’t sure if I should have suggested it. So you weren’t embarrassed?”
“No, why should I be?”
She said it shyly.
“We are both girls after all.”
“You shave?”
“Mm! You do too.”
“No I get waxed.”
“DO YOU?”
“Yes.”
“What’s it like?”
“It’s great. Lasts weeks.”
“Doesn’t it sting?”
“Mm, a bit, but only for a few seconds. You get used to it. It’s not as bad as underarms, that really hurts.”
She smiled.
“You should try it.”
“Who do you go to?”
I told her.
“I know where that is. I might.”
“I’m sure you will find it much better.”
“Have you been waxing long?”
“About a year. How about you?”
“I have never had any hair down below.”
“Haven’t you?”
She shook her head.
“I think it’s revolting. My Mother is hairy & always looks dirty, even though she showers every day, so I know she is not. As soon as it started to grow I couldn’t stand it, so I shaved it off. I have done so every week since. I think I knew then what I wanted to be.”
“So you don’t know what you look like with hair?”
She shook her head again.
“No & I don’t ever want to. I wish there was someway I could get rid of it forever.”
“They say lasers will do it, but you need several treatments.”
“I know. It is expensive too, but as soon as I have enough, I’m going to.”
I believed her. She was determined!
We arrived outside her house, a great big 2 storied place. Her family obviously quite well off.
“Would you like to come again next Saturday?”
She shook her head.
“Can’t, I’m going out with Mum.”
“I’m not sure when I will need to stock up, thanks to you I’m well supplied for the next few weeks. You can give me a ring when you are free again. Thursday night would be the best to catch me.”
I didn’t give her my card, too soon to reveal too much about myself, scribbling it down on an old receipt instead.
“I’ll do that.”
“Bye.”
“Bye.”
Halfway out she stopped & turned, giving me a big hug & kissing me on the cheek.
“This has been the best day of my life!”
And left, skipping up the path to the house. She turned to wave goodbye, waiting & watching me go.
As I sped away the mood over took me. Playing dress-ups hadn’t just been fun but it had also got me very aroused. My left hand fought its way inside my tight bikini nappy, pressing against my already super sensitive clitoris. ‘Thank God for automatics’ I mused. I found my wet opening & began to diddle. It took little time to reach my point of no return. After years of practice, I was able to keep myself right there, delicately balanced all the way home. The looks of the other motorists helped, seemingly aware I was up to something, but not what. My enigmatic smiles to them only confirmed their suspicions. There was quite a noticeable damp spot on the back of my dress as I climbed out of the drivers seat. I headed straight through, out onto the deck, releasing as I stepped through the door. Walking around, I kept letting it go until I was completely empty . My legs were wet & tingling from the cool breeze. Sitting on the swing seat, I stretched out, my hand returning to its task.
Images flooded my head, Karen’s tall slim figure, laid out before me rolling & kicking, lifting her top & holding the doll to her nipple. Of all the images, it was recalling that particular one which sent the biggest surge to my vagina. As my orgasm approached, I didn’t try to fight it, having been in a state of readiness since she had arrived. It washed over me, delighting with its intensity, leading into another, already at the point of no return. It was after 8pm before I made my way back inside, my legs a little unsteady, the result of 5 straight orgasms. It had been quite a session, surprising because of its inspiration & motivation. I hadn’t expected my afternoon of fun to have quite that impact on me. Even as I made up a quick snack, all I had the energy left to do, it went through my mind again & again. It had been her regression that got me the most. Even though I had been dressing as a baby, drinking from teats & sucking a dummy, I had never tried to be a baby, act like a baby. After watching her, I was keen to give it a try, if I could only get over my inhibitions. I couldn’t be bothered starting work after everything that had happen. Heading for an early night & 3 more orgasms, sleep put an end to my day.
I emerged into consciousness just as it was getting light, a hand already resting against my moist vagina. It had been a most wonderful erotic dream, I could not recall, just that it had been extremely pleasant. From out of nowhere it enter my mind. Jane’s full breasts I had seen many times when she had been feeding, stretching her nipple huge & dark, offering it to little Rebecca to suckle. It was clear & vivid, amazing me, & sending waves of sensations racing through my body. Somehow, I knew it had been a part of my dream, but not how? Jane always swims topless in the pool, even while heavily pregnant, wearing the panties she just happens to have on at the time, which leave little to the imagination. She seemed to need something, so she wasn’t completely exposed. Sharon has always worn a bikini, covering up with a shirt when carrying her babies. Breastfeeding, she pinned a drape to her shoulder so it covered everything that mattered. Not that it hadn’t stopped an occasional slip, which had sent her into a flurry, hiding it away again. I knew her breasts were not as big & full as Jane’s, her nipple a lighter pink. It had been such a transformation for Jane, her medium bust, smaller than mine, a ‘B’, growing 3, even 4 cup sizes. For all her natural shyness, she was very proud of them while they lasted. I remembered her getting in & out of the pool, full & heavy, swaying from side to side, almost tipping her off balance.
As my first orgasm drifted away & the second arrived on the horizon, I wondered what Karen might have been up to. This, the second day of her new life. I tried to recall the doll at her breast, but it was Jane’s swollen mammaries which came to mind instead. Over & over, continuing throughout the day, keeping me in a warm, wet state of receptiveness. Third orgasm done with I was up, showered & nappied, in my favourite pussy cat top, pink bootees, ready for the day. It was still only 7am!
Over breakfast I got out the files. As 9pm chimed, I stretched & yawned, removing my 5th, completely sodden, before washing, drying & powdering, still sucking on my dummy as I had done all day. It had been particularly productive in spite of my super sensitive state. Getting the last of my bottles out of the fridge, I sat suckling, Surfing the Net. I purchased 2 ‘Drink & Wet’ dolls. One was described as being ‘Lifelike’ & was quite expensive. I found some pink potties, larger than the one at the office, with a series of inserts for very young infants through to toddlers. Once removed, they would be bigger & better for me with a much larger capacity. I ordered 3, 1 to replace the one at the office. |
PART 3
My body was tingling with anticipation, as I sped down to pick up Karen. It had been 3 weeks. I was really looking forward to dressing up with her again. I had on my own since last time. As much as I had enjoyed it before our first time together, somehow it wasn’t the same anymore. I hadn’t needed to call in for more supplies, the cloths taking much of the load at home. I got a wonderful tingling feeling, hanging them out on the line, secretly hoping someone would notice & wonder. I was now running very low. Time to stock up, get another dozen cloths & wait until she was ready. She had a look of anticipation on her face when I arrived. We exchanged smiles. Even though there were people still in the shop, she got that look on her face. I could hear a faint hiss coming from her nappy as I nodded inconspicuously. After she had finished, I moved closer & let go, just as a customer approached the counter. My hiss was more noticeable. The woman looked down at my bulky skirt, smiling. It was then I realise the she was wearing a nappy too. While I couldn’t hear her hiss, she was wetting just the same. I headed down to gather up my supplies while Karen served. By the time I got back to the counter the woman had gone. Karen had such a delightful look on her face.
“A regular?”
“She’s like us, always wearing.”
“And wetting?”
“They all do in front of me.”
I was quite envious in a way. She put through the sale & we wet together again.
“I won’t be long.”
“Take you time, there’s no rush.”
“Yes there is! I can’t wait to get to your place again.”
I could see it was true.
Since my last visit I had been thinking. Although unlikely, I would have some very difficult explaining to do if someone turned up out of the blue. I converted one of the spare bedrooms to a nursery with everything we needed, temporary of course, but helped set the mood for the day’s activities! Karen stood at the door & held her face.
“OH MY GOD!”
I found myself blushing a little.
“You really have gone for it!”
“Don’t you like it?”
“NO! …………. I LOVE IT!”
A warm glow went through me. While I hadn’t done it just for her, it meant a lot that I had her approval.
“Look at all this.”
I was still blushing.
“I have been collecting it up.”
“I never knew there was so much stuff for ABGs.”
I had found several ABG shops on line.
“WOW!”
She was flabbergasted.
“I have some new tops.”
She ran her eyes over them displayed on the bed.
“WOW!”
”Um? I hope you don’t mind, but I bought a potty each for us, so we can pee together.”
“HAVE YOU?”
Everything was impressing her, leaving me with a really warm feeling.
“I have tried mine out & it is big enough, just.”
She had her mouth wide open.
“Where?”
She hadn’t noticed but they were right beside her on the floor. There was no hesitation!
“I have to go!”
With that, much to my astonishment, her nappy came off & she sat. There was no coyness on her part & I could see everything as the potty slowly filled. There wasn’t much, but she just had to give it a go. Looking up & smiling, obviously enjoying all the trappings of being a baby girl. I smiled back, thinking, ‘If you were only here now Peter Parker!’. In a way, seeing another woman pee for the first time, I could understand his curiosity & even his fascination, but not his total obsession. This was one he would just have to go without!
She couldn’t wait to get dressed. We both stripped down watching each other & giggling as we went. She was spoiled for choice. I was in no rush. I had already tried them on, even worn them to bed since they turned up. Ready for a change & the play pen, dressed up to the nines in bonnets & bootees. I spread out the changing mat & lifted her off the potty, still dripping & laid her down before getting to work washing, drying & powdering.
“Cloth?”
“Yes please Mummy.”
She was impressed how much my folding skills had improved since last time. I had been putting myself in cloth naps nightly since our last afternoon together.
“Fank you Mummy.”
I had made up several bottles & put them in a cooler bag. I took a couple out as she wriggled across & lay on my lap. They were bigger bottles I had found on the net. She made short work of them. Lifting her over my shoulder I rubbed her back making her burp loudly 4 times.
“There, is that better Misty?”
“Yes Mummy.”
Since she had set the tone, I regressed, peeling off my nappy & sat on the potty.
“Good Girl!”
She made no attempt to pretend & watched between my legs while I was peeing, bending & looking into the potty as the level increased.
“You’re such a good girl Becky!”
Much to my surprise, I was enjoying peeing in front of her just as much as Peter. The new potty was quite a lot bigger & gave a much better view. As I finished, she got busy getting everything ready. She had me wiped, dried, powdered & snugly fitting into a clean dry cloth nappy in no time.
“Is that better Becky?”
“Yes fank you Mummy.”
“What would Becky like to wear today?”
“My Bunnies.”
She sorted through & found it, slipping it over my head. 2 bottles administered & we were ready for the play pen.
I hadn’t said anything, thought I would surprise her & I did. I introduced the 2 new dolls. One had been as I expected, vinyl, with a pouting mouth ready for suckling & an opening for wetting. The other, made of silicone, was a wetting doll too, with a pouting mouth, but had been a great deal more expensive. When it arrived I had discovered why. I had dressed them both & put them in a nappy ready for her to play. She looked up at me & smiled. Dolls were obviously her thing. She quickly regressed, choosing the expensive one, introducing it to her nipple. I watched her ‘feeding’. She was a natural, just like Jane, taking it very seriously. She followed up with a bottle. It was time to change her. She covered her face & gasped. The doll had nipples so realistic, they were not unlike her own, a thin crack, pouting a little with a ‘urethra’ tucked away inside & a vagina that took my little finger. She even had the form of an anus, but that opening was not functional. I wondered why at the time, since they had gone to such great lengths elsewhere. But it was the form & texture that had stunned me most. Now Misty. It had been offered as being ‘Realistic & Lifelike’ but I hadn’t expected it to be quite so. She stared & stared, looking across at me & smiling her approval. Much to my surprise, she stroked the doll’s cleft as if it was her own.
The afternoon progressed similar to our first time together. Misty regressed more. I lost my inhibitions & joined her. As much as we were both enjoying being babies, changing was a highlight for us. She always took her time, peeling my labia back & thoroughly exploring what I kept inside. There was no reticence on her part, looking up at me, smiling her approval. I smiled back, allowing her as much time & space as she required to satisfy her curiosity completely. I found her vagina compelling too, taking just as long acquainting myself with her folds & furrows. It seemed a shame to call it a cunt, even though it is what I would have. There was a pure virgin innocence about her. Was I the same? Did my vagina change after I gave away my virginity & become a cunt? I didn’t know. Her clitoris was there, quite distinct amongst the flesh glistening pinkness, her urethra, just a slit at the end of a tiny nub standing slightly proud, distinct from her labia & then her vaginal opening, much tighter than my own I imagined. Was that a hint of her hymen? No longer a diaphragm but a clear line on her vaginal wall, still to be stretched & finally dissolved. The last remnant of her virtue. Her anus was so small & taunt. I wondered if mine had ever been like that before the invitations I have issued. I could have spent the whole afternoon changing her but the need to be babies took over.
“Enjoy that?”
“Yes!”
It came back very firmly.
“I really like the changing, you don’t mind, do you?”
“Not for a moment. I enjoy it too.”
“I thought you might.”
It was after 5 & we were drying ourselves after taking turns in the shower. It had been a full afternoon, dinner & bottle feeding which we had taken in turns. I was surprised how comfortable & relaxed we were together, so much so that I had regressed almost as much as her. We kept an eye on each other, naked together. I’m sure she hesitated when my eyes wandered to her vagina . Dressed, it was time for home.
“I think I might get one of those dolls. Where did you get yours.”
I told her & how much it had cost. She winced.
“I will have to save up.”
I smiled.
“You can have her if you like.”
“I couldn’t, not that expensive.”
“I don’t mind. I’m not trying to make you feel awful, but I can afford it easier than you, so it won’t be a hardship for me. She is yours from now on. One day, you never can tell, you might be able to take her home & let her sleep with you.”
She was all smiles.
“I don’t know how to thank you. She will be special, very special.”
We travelled in silence, the look on her face said she was miles away, daydreaming about her new found lifestyle I imagined.
“Do they make Boys too.”
“Yes they do. I saw them listed.”
“Are they like ……….”
“I imagine so. I didn’t know what she was like before she arrived & I undressed her.”
“She really is a BG isn’t she?”
“Would be hard to tell the difference if you didn’t know.”
She smiled.
I went back to the site. Dolls were available in a range of ethnicity’s, mainly females, but there were 2 males, circumcised & uncircumcised. While I much prefer my males uncircumcised, I chose the circumcised, for curiosity, if nothing else. He turned up a fortnight later & yes, he was just as anatomically correct as his sister. Even though I had never changed a baby, I had caught glimpses of my nephews. I was fascinated by the size of their balls, considering how small they are. I wasn’t disappointed. His were just as big. His little foreskin was cute, a “collar “ for his equally explicit head. He had a tiny slit eye, surrounding as textured as his sister. I spent ages feeding & pushing out spurts, as well as dribbles. I couldn’t wait to show Karen what I had discovered. Next time we got together I introduced him to her. She was just as fascinated as I had been, playing at making him pee. We got the female & did the same. She peed the same as we do.
We had been getting together regularly. This would be our 7th afternoon. She was in her element. From the moment her top went on she regressed completely. Most of her time was spent feeding & changing the dolls. As much as I enjoyed it, regressing wasn’t as easy for me. I would be fine, then it’s as if I heard myself & it sobered me up. If she noticed, she never let on. I could see her mood coming down the road, bright & cheery, all smiles.
“How are you?”
“Great.”
I didn’t really have to ask. She started to chatter the moment she closed the door.
“Mum came into work yesterday.”
So that was it.
“That was a big surprise.”
“No, not really. She asked me when I left for work in the morning.”
“How did you feel?”
“Really scared.”
“How did it go?”
“Great. She was fine. We had lunch together.”
“Did she see you in your nappy?”
“Mm!”
“What did she say?”
“Nothing, but she smiled.”
“Did you wear it to lunch?”
“Mm!”
“And?”
“Everyone stared, but she just smiled back at them. They knew, her & Dad, they have always known.”
“Why didn’t they say something?”
“Waiting to see if I was going to grow out of it, she said, but have now decided to accept me just the way I am. I don’t have to hide anymore.”
“Oh Karen, I am so pleased for you.”
I reached over & squeezed her hand. She took it, squeezing me back. She couldn’t take the grin off her face.
“So what happened?”
“Nothing really. We had a long talk. I’m allowed to wear them around the house & in bed at nights. She asked if I wanted her to change me & I said yes, Dad too if he wants to.”
“That’s was a surprise.”
She smiled.
“It’s what I wanted most of all. He changed me last night & she did this morning. They are going to take turns.”
I didn’t have to ask if she was happy, it was written all over her face.
“Had you wet in your sleep?”
“Mm!”
“I don’t wet in mine, don’t want to start a habit which might be hard to break. I do it in the morning when I wake up just to enjoy the feeling. Sometimes I don’t have a shower until after breakfast to make it last.”
“Well I don’t care. I’m an ABG & that’s what ABG’s do.”
I could see she didn’t, not one little bit.
“How was your Dad when you got home?”
“Great! But then he always has been. He asked how long I had been shaving. I told him I have never had hair. I guessed Mum must have told him. I didn’t realise she knew. Then he said that he uses the razors too.”
She smiled again, acknowledging all her efforts to keep it secret had been a total waste of time.
“He asked if I wanted to get rid of it permanently. I said yes but it is so expensive. He offered to pay for the laser treatment for me.”
“That’s great! Save you a lot of money.”
“I said it could be about $4000. He said it doesn’t matter, they will pay whatever it costs.”
She seemed shy again.
“Do you know what was best?”
“Try me?”
She blushed.
“How he looked when he was changing me. He smiled. It was even nicer than the way you look when you are.”
That was a real revelation! I had no idea I had a special look while being Mummy. Being looked at was a part of it for her too.
“You don’t mind him seeing you?”
She smiled shyly.
“No. Can I tell you the truth?”
“Yes, of course you can.”
“I really like it, like him seeing me. Mum too! I don’t worry, he would never take advantage of me, he’s not like that. I know he loves seeing me too.”
She was quiet for a while.
“Mum asked me where I go on Saturday afternoons & I told her. I think they knew I was up to something & it had to do with ABGs. That’s why she wanted to talk to me. You don’t mind, do you?”
No one else knows about my secret habit & I wasn’t sure I wanted them to. It was none of their business after all. I understood, she had to tell her something. It was unlikely to go any further.
“No, not really.”
“It’s alright, I didn’t tell them who you were or where you live, just that you have a very important job & drive a really nice car.”
I was astonished. I had never talked about what I do but she seemed to know.
“I told her we dress up. She said she doesn’t mind if I do at home. I might for bed, but I still want to come to you, if that’s okay?”
“Of course. I really like our Saturday afternoons together.”
“I do too. Being babies together & mummies as well. I hope you don’t mind but I really like looking at you & I like you looking at me too.”
“I don’t mind one little bit.”
“So you are not upset with me?”
“No, of course not.”
She heaved a sigh of relief. It had obviously been bothering her.
“I wore a nappy home on the Bus, a full one & every one stared. I had plastics on too. They were really noisy. I never used to wear one when I’m not at work. When the bikini’s came in, I could get away with it. I used to hide them & take them back to work to get rid of them. Mum knew of course.”
“It is hard to keep anything from your parents. We think we are being so cleaver but they nearly always know what’s going on. And at home?”
“It felt funny for a start. My brother & sister kept staring at me but I didn’t care. When Dad came home, he just said how nice I looked. It made me feel really great so I wet myself in front of him. He knew what I was doing & smiled while he watched until I finished.”
She smiled at her new freedom.
“Dad never watches TV, not even the News or Sport. He reads a lot instead, if he is not watching porn. He has a special room he goes to in the evenings. He has made it soundproof. You can’t hear the TV or anything in there.”
‘Or hear what he is watching also’, I wondered?
“When I was young, I used to sit on his knee when I needed a cuddle. He put his arm round me while he read & I sucked my thumb. I sat on his knee last night for the first time since then. He never said anything, even with my thumb in my mouth, just cuddled me while he was reading. I wet my nappy & I’m pretty sure he knew. Mum came in at bed time & smiled at me. She asked if I needed to be changed. I told her Dad would. She offered to change me this morning & I said yes. My nappy was very wet. She smiled. She had made up a bottle for me to have after. I was so happy I cried. She comforted me & said everything will be alright. The bottles did their job making me wet all morning long.”
There were tears in her eyes.
We had a wonderful afternoon together. If anything she seemed to regress more than usual & wet a lot more. One thing that was clear was that she was happy, happier than I had ever seen her before. We took turns at being ‘Mummy’. I wasn’t sure why, but I enjoyed it a lot more. She had always liked to ‘kick’, as Jane called it, & had a way of hanging on to one foot & rolling from side to side which I loved to watch. She would be naked from the waist down, vagina clearly on show, enjoying being a little girl. I was happy to let her go. She carried on longer than usual. After what she had said, I gave up all charades about whether I was looking or not, doing so openly. Glancing up & catching her eye, smiling, getting baby goos & giggles in return. I was even more open about it when it was my turn to ‘kick’, making it last longer too. She gazed down with such a wonderful look on her face. It was as if the gloves came off that afternoon & the whole pretence of what we were doing disappeared. She suggested we ’go potty’ before showering. Looking became a part of the new etiquette. I had no hesitation, squatting over the small pink plastic potty, much to her delight. That was how our afternoons would begin & end from then on. Peeping was replaced by open looking when changing & showering. I was enjoying her attention in the same way I enjoyed Peter’s.
With Karen’s new found freedom, there was no longer any need for her to head home in pants. We both dressed in nappies, cloths at her suggestion & rustley plastics. They were clumsy things to wear, bulky, but that was part of the fun. We didn’t dress in our gear, just threw on a skirt & top for the dropping off.
“Would you like to come in?”
“No, I had better not.”
“I would like you to meet my Mum & Dad, let them know I’m not the only one?”
I didn’t want to, definitely didn’t, but couldn’t really refuse. After all this was a critical time for her coming out, so to speak. She needed all the support & reassurance she could get.
“Well just for a minute, I do have to be getting back.”
It felt very strange being introduced to her mother, Emily, by my baby name of ‘Becky’, given the background of my friendship with her daughter. There was no doubt where she had come from, Emily was just the same, slim with little detectable bust, quite plain, straight neatly cut hair & no frills. She was so open, it felt strange, almost uncomfortable, talking frankly about something so personal. Max came into the Kitchen & introduced himself. Emily made us all a cup of tea, each making as much noise as the other, noted with smiles by both of them. How long had I been an ABG? Not that I thought of myself as such. Did my family know? They were happy with the Baby Fancy Dress Party story & no, my family don’t know. Only Karen & now them. They went to great length to assure me I had their complete confidence, nothing would pass their lips. They offered a haven for me if I ever needed their support. It was a thinly veiled offer to change me. Emily had effused in not so many words, eager for it to become a part of our friendship. The whole time Karen had watched on, beaming proudly at her parents acceptance of hers & my life style choice. I made it obvious when I was peeing, as did Karen. They seemed to be silent so they could listen, as well as watched. We were soon joined by Max Jnr & Sarah who stared & stared at me. I wasn’t wearing a bra & it was very obvious. Karen wasn’t either, but she had a lot less to jiggle round in her loose top. I politely turned down the offer of Dinner, backed by Karen that I needed to get back, promising to join them another time.
I sat in the car stunned for several moments. It had been a completely surreal experience. The whole business of my nappy habit being out there, in the open, treated like it was a completely normal & natural thing for a grown woman to do. And her younger brother & sister there, included, well aware of what we were talking about, what I & their big sister did, even listening to us peeing. Not that there was anything harmful in it, just unusual. Would I ever come out to my parents, or anyone else for that matter? Certainly Karen’s folk had made it seem above board, but would anyone else? As I made my way home it came back to me again & again. That first time putting on a nappy & wetting it, my nightly rituals, morning wetting. Dressing up, being ‘Baby’. I decided I really enjoyed it & had no intentions of stopping. If anything, Karen & her family had secured if for me, made it permissible in my mind. By the time I reached home I had decided to take up their willingness, become involved with them, if for no other reason than to see where it leads. Nothing could go wrong, surely, after all their daughter would be affected by any adversity too. The way she had crossed to & hugged her Dad when he turned up in the Kitchen, staying within the protective shelter of his strong arms. The affection between them was honest & sincere. I doubted he would ever let me come to any harm. This would be a new turn for me & hopefully an adventure.
For a variety of reasons, a whole month had gone by before we got together again. It had been playing on my mind, the events of last time. My introduction to Emily & Max & the promises it held. Yes, I did want to get involved with them, I decided & my body had reacted to that. A tantalising wax on Thursday night set the mood, 2 orgasms in the carpark before even heading home, one at the traffic lights just near Nappyland. I had detoured just to maintain my excited state. 3 more in bed before sleep, 2 in the morning & 4 at work during the day. Then there was 3 dawn breakers that morning. One during breakfast out on the deck, naked. One a 10am & another just before going to collect her, which turned into 2. The feeling heading down suggested it should have been 3! Getting ready got me going, really going. Karen had always put in me pigtails & they had always been ‘near enough’. Now I had let my hair grown longer. I had it styled to suit a pigtail variation. I decided to do them myself, taking over half an hour & several attempts to get them just so for the big broad pink ribbons I had bought & tied them with. I put a full nappy on with plastics, not the usual bikini, to help my build up.
“You look lovely?”
“Do I?”
I knew I did.
“I love you hair.”
“I did it myself. I had nothing else to do this morning.”
That wasn’t true! What with the masturbating & insisting everything be at its best, it had taken longer than I expected, making me flat out to get everything done.
“Would you do mine like that?”
Her hair had grown too, so better ‘tails’ were now a possibility.
“If you like”
I really went to town to get hers right too, adding to the anticipation & mood. As we dressed I was shown the results of her first laser treatment. It was patchy, odd unexplained areas had grown back, but that was apparently normal. The laser does not get rid of the hair evenly. She had been assured it had been a good first strike. The beautician said she was a good candidate given her colouring. 2 more would really start to be effective with on going spot treatments until the job was done. Yes, she’d had her backside done too & was very open about showing me. She had decided to leave her legs & armpits for waxing. She took her time, spreading the skin, opening her smooth sided slit to show the extent, allowing a view inside & of her anus & surrounds. This just made things much worse & the need for relief stronger, with the afternoon having only just begun. We went through our usual ritual, but it there was a heighten awareness on my part. Everything excited me . It was going to be ‘one of those days’. I resisted the temptation to make an excuse & relieve myself in front of her. That notion had not been part of our relationship & with what she already had on her plate, decided this was not the time to suggest it. By the time the afternoons activities were complete, it was definitely out of bounds, far too sensitive to risk setting it off.
“Would you like to take some of the tops to wear? I’ve got plenty of spares.”
She was quiet.
“What’s wrong?”
“I haven’t dressed up in front of them yet.”
“Haven’t you? I’m sorry, I thought you had.”
She shook her head.
“I really want to but when the time comes, I chicken out. Mum & Dad have seen me. I dress up to go to bed, but haven’t gone out of my room yet.”
“I see.”
I thought for several moments.
“Would it help if we dressed up together, like we do here? That way you will have someone to share it with & won’t feel so self-conscious.”
“Would you mind?”
“No, of course not.”
“When?”
She sounded quite urgent.
“Anytime.”
I thought again.
“We could tonight if you like, I’m not doing anything.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, but only if you want to?”
“Yes I do!”
“Will your folks be home?”
“Bound to. They never go out.”
“Do you want to ring & ask them?”
It was her turn to ponder.
“No! No, we will surprise them.”
That brightened her face & she gave me a big broad smile.
“We could shower & dress up here if you like.”
“What if someone sees us?”
“We will wear coats. What do you think?”
“Yes please!”
She nodded, a much happier girl now.
“Right, well give me a hand to get tidied up here & we will be on our way.”
I had never seen her move so fast.
It wasn’t until we headed out that I suddenly thought, ‘What happens if we have to stop & get out?’. We’ll cross that bridge if we come to it. She was sitting forward on her seat. I could tell she was nervous. I was feeling unsure myself. It had been a spur of the moment decision, now I was going to face the reality. For once she was quiet, barely a word spoken between us the entire journey. I pulled into the driveway. The less we were on show, the better. She scrambled out & joined me on my side.
“This is it.”
“Yes.”
She took my hand & squeezed it.
“Let’s go.”
Our arrival caught them completely by surprise, especially being dressed & ready. I slipped my coat off. She was a little more hesitant, finally joining me. We were taken through by Emily & sat around the dining table. Max materialised out of thin air within moments, along with Sarah & Max jnr, unable to take their eyes off me. I had been careful what I had dressed in, a top with big armholes to show off my lack of a bra. Clearly unsure of how to handle the situation, Emily made small talk.
“So what did you two get up to today?”
It seemed to be genuine interest, just as you would have asked if we had been to a park or out shopping. Not really prying, rather wanting to be involved. I waited, but it was left to me.
“Oh, just the usual.”
It wasn’t what she was looking for, I could tell by the deflated looks. Now it was all out in the open, there was no need to be coy anymore. I waited to see if Karen was going to take it up. Apparently not, so took over. I explained my preparations, light heartedly, but reasonably fully without being too explicit. The taking turns at being Mummy, changing each other after a busy mornings leakage, putting up our hair, dressing, what we wore, a description of the playpen & what we did. I even tossed in that Karen ‘feeds’ her dolls. There was the makeshift highchair & dinner, everything explained & described in a matter of fact way as they listened intently. Karen too, as if she wanted them to know. Throughout, their eyes never straying from my gaping arm holes, confirming what I hoped, everything was on display,
“And I’m glad we didn’t have an accident on the way over, I have no idea how I could have explained how we are dressed!”
That finished it off on the right note & they all laughed.
They seemed to be involved, delighted more than shocked, not so much at what we had done, but my willingness to describe it fully. Max jnr & Sarah, taking it all in, not shooed away so this could be for ‘grownups’ only. Not that our behaviour had been that of adults.
“Would you like to stay for Dinner?”
Max asked.
“Yes, that would be nice.”
They had clearly expected another excuse, so were thrown into a flurry.
“Don’t go to any trouble, I have bought ours with me.”
I opened the baby bag & took out plastic pots of processed baby foods. They stared open mouthed. The smile on Karen’s face said it all, catching them off guard.
“If someone is free, could they change me please?”
I left it open as to whom. They were floored, completely! Emily flew into a panic.
“Well … um …. I am going to be busy …... um …… getting your dinner ready ……. um ……… Max …… um will you have time to ……. um …... take care of Becky?”
They both looked at me to see if I was going to object. I smiled back. Emily saw the looks of eagerness on Max Jnr & Sarah’s faces.
“Perhaps it would be best if you & Becky go through to the Nursery Darling.”
Their faces quickly dropped, but the look on Karen’s face was a delight as she bounced up to join me.
“Everything you will need is in the bag.”
I tossed it to him on our way.
Karen was so excited as we made our way through, leaving Max stopped dead in his tracks, unsure if he should accept the invitation or not.
“Thank you for telling them, I didn’t know how.”
“That’s okay. Not too much?”
“No, just what I wanted them to know. Mum keeps asking me what we do but I found it hard to talk about it.”
“I can understand that.”
“It was just right.”
“That’s a relief. I was hoping I hadn’t gone too far.”
“No, not at all. We are ABGs & that’s what ABGs do with each other.”
We sat side by side on her bed smiling, waiting. He appeared at the door, flustered & nervous.
“Right ……. well ………. um ………. What have we got here.”
There was a long pause.
“Um, err, Misty would you like to go first.”
Was he trying to delay the inevitable?
“I will Daddy, I’m much wetter than her.”
“Becky, ………… yes, ……… um …………. well?”
He threw himself into it, taking the bag & rummaging through, collecting up all manner of baby things. He was treating each with such reverence, holding them in just his fingertips, putting some back only to discover he needed them. At last the changing mat was neatly set out with the requirements lined up in some sort of order down the side. He took a fresh nappy, folding it. Next, he got the soaker bucket ready. He went through it again & again, in the bag & back out again, checking & double checking. He moved the nappy, smoothing it out for the umptieth time. Looking up at me, he had apprehension written all over his face.
“Are you weddy Daddy?”
He looked down at the mat. I sensed I wasn’t going to get an answer, so slipped off the bed, moving myself onto the middle of the mat. Laying back, I parted my legs, ready. He rested his hand on me. Trying to help him get into the mood, I regressed, giggling, lifting my top up over my face, exposing my breasts fully to him. He was unable to take his eyes off them, while desperately trying to pretend he wasn’t looking. He was drawn back to the task at hand, in quite a state, making a meal of getting started on the plastics. That seemed to get him into even more of a fluster, talking to himself as if he was trying to calm down. At last they gave up their resistance & he managed to get them off.
“My nappy is berry, berry wet Daddy!”
“It certainly is …... Darling.”
There was a note of concern in his voice. It wasn’t just wet, no, it was sodden. I had made sure of that by squeezing every available drop into it. So heavy, I had struggled to stop it falling down. He undid the pins, folding down the sides, but leaving the crotch flap in place. I was aware of a very strong urine odour, heightening my senses. Unfortunately for him, the sheer weight of the covering made it slowly slip down, exposing me. Unable to stop himself, he stared. He quickly glanced up & I gave him a warm smile. I lifted my knees up so he could retrieve the nappy from under my bottom. He stared as he tugged away, withdrawing from its place. Quite beside himself, he hurried to get the folded one on to cover me up.
“You haven’t wiped Becky yet Daddy.”
Interrupting his attempts to lift me & slide the nap underneath.
“Yes, of course, sorry.”
I watched as he wiped, growing calmer as he worked, realising that it was okay to look & touch. How else was he going to get the job done? It was a quick going over, not getting to involved before lifting me again.
“Powder me Daddy.”
He had to hunt for it even though it was in full view beside him. Finally, he sprinkled it liberally, resisting the temptation to smooth it out. He seemed relieved as he wrapped me in, pinning the nappy in place. Plastics on without any of the hassles of taking them off & top pulled right down. I threw my arms around his neck, kissing him.
“Fank you Daddy!”
There was no such hesitation for Misty, stripped & left to kick while he took his time getting her nappy ready. He made no attempt to pretend he wasn’t looking at her vagina. Not that he could miss it, the way she had been waving it about. Wiping was a lot more thorough than mine, pushing right into her folds & giving her tight anus a really good clean. The talc was spread just as liberally, rubbed all over this time, breasts & underarms, while she wriggled & giggled. There were games along with tickles, nothing out of bounds. He was not taking advantage of the open opportunity she gave him. It was apparent that changing & dressing was a very special time for them both. It would be hard put to decide whom was enjoying it most. He packed everything up, folding up the nappy & putting it in the bucket with mine. He seemed relieved it was over, chuckling away to himself at our antics while he tidied up & put away. We made our way down the passage to the lounge hand in hand.
Max jnr & Sarah were eagerly awaiting our return, baggy tops, bonnets, hair in pigtails, bright Pink bootees & sucking on great big dummies.
”You two look splended!”
She meant every word as if it came straight from the heart. There was a rug on the floor which we took over for our play area. I couldn’t help noticing him crossing, kissing her on the temple. There was a whispered conversation, Emily’s smile growing. She reached behind giving him a squeeze, leaving a wet hand print on his bum. I smiled. He will be getting his oats tonight. They sat round, watching our games, both Max’s waiting for every glimpse in my top. I made no attempt to be demure. Sarah just looked plain embarrassed, confirming what I had hoped, everything was on show .
Emily hummed, dividing her time between our antics & the Kitchen, seeming to rush back as soon as she could, so not to miss a thing. Karen descended into a world of her own, just as she does in the afternoons. Oblivious to her surroundings, she was fulfilling a long held ambition. So much so, that her top came up & she ‘nursed’ Lulu . Sarah let out a gasp, as if she had not thought it credible when I had mentioned it earlier. The others, Emily as well, watched intently, seeing daughter & sister in a whole new light. It was punctuated with pauses as we stopped, looked round them all smiling, while we wet. Sometimes we had an audible hiss to accompany it. The air hung heavy with expectation. It was my own fault for raising the subject. Not to disappoint, I took Dan, raised my top to ‘feed’. It was the first full view of my breasts & they all stared intently. I was careful not to catch the eye of any of them, making it last to please.
It was time to change our babies. Misty took Lulu’s nappy off, while I dealt to Dan’s. There were gasps all round & surprised looks, especially when Dan did a couple of spurts that I had left for that purpose. We did what had been done to us, powdering to finish before pinning them both in place. The look on Max’s face said it all, he was going to have a play with them once we were finished.
“Dinner’s ready.”
I imagined it had been for a while, but she had no intention of interrupting show time, if not for herself then her husband & son. Sitting up on cushions as makeshift highchairs, wearing the giant sized bibs I had packed, we took turns being fed by each of them. Max jnr & Sarah joined in as well. After, we returned to the couch & I was given my bottle by Emily, while Max took care of Misty. We both paused to wet while everyone watched on. It had turned out to be a very long meal time with all the interruptions & was getting quite late. Max junior & Sarah were packed off to bed to a howl of objections. Obviously they had been enjoying every moment of their sister & her baby friend at play. Mother put her foot down. It was their bedtime & there was to be no allowances. Maybe Becky could come again one evening, which I confirmed. This was good fun & I had every intention of repeating it. The battle over, passage door firmly shut, lights turned down, they returned.
It was time for a change. Emily took me while Misty was laid on the mat beside by her Dad. With Max jnr & Sarah gone, they could do it right there on the Lounge floor. Misty had completely regressed again, playing peek-a-boo with her Dad, top lifted right over her head with everything on show. “Incy Wincy Spider’ was back with all the accompanying fingerplay. Emily decided to do the same, not shying from my breasts. They certainly took their time while Misty & I played. They watched each other at work, carefully wiping every crevice, leaving us both to have a good ‘kick’. Eventually they pinned up the dry nappy & encased it in plastic. Bottles were warmed & feed before being set down to play. With the intake from our bottles, changes were required every hour. They took turns with each of us, Max becoming much bolder, spreading my labia & wiping right into my every crease & fold. We played peek-a-boo, hiding under my top, exposing my breasts for them to see. Between changes & bottles, they seem content sitting & watching us at play. Max had an arm round her shoulder, while her hand resting at the top of his thigh, occasionally brushing his erection with her finger. He’d had one all night long, I had seen it. Max Jnr as well. Not really surprising with the show we had been giving them. There was definitely something about us being baby’s which struck a chord.
Emily yawned.
“Bed time for 2 little girls I think Daddy, don’t you?”
“Yes I think so.”
“Does Becky want to stay?”
“A nuver night Daddy, a clean nappy to wear home please.”
“And you can have a clean one & go to bed my girl.”
“Yes Daddy.”
He took his time doing us both, side by side on the floor. Left to kick as our sodden nappy was replaced with a clean dry one. Emily tidied up & put away, while keeping a close eye on proceeding, smiling at our antics. I changed back into my civvies & said shy goodbyes at the door.
“You will come again, won’t you?”
“Yes Emily, I will come again.”
“Good, …………. good.”
As I sped away, I was leaking into my nappy already. I couldn’t help smiling. Emily had certainly enjoyed it every bit as much as Max, that was for sure. |
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“Woooo! Go get them!” Nakiri Ayame cheered her girlfriend on with ear piercing volume. On the soccer field, Oozora Subaru had slid another ball into the opposite team’s goal, widening the large score gap even farther. As the referee blew the whistle for halftime, the sporty girl made her way back to the origin of the voice.
“Thanks for cheering for me!” Subaru smiled as sweat dripped down her face.
“Of course,” Ayame giggled before kissing her lover on the cheek.
“Don’t do that, I’m sweaty and gross!” Subaru chided. The pair laughed among themselves for a bit when the captain for the other team came up to them with a wide grin on her face.
“Heeey, sorry to but in, but the girls really respect the combo you two got going on, breaking a sweat on the field and in the bleachers! So here, on the house!” She held out two sports drinks to the couple who took them in turn. “Good luck on the second half,” she said as she waved and returned to her team, snickering to herself in secret.
“Huh, that was weird,” Subaru said, but ultimately paid no mind as the pair drank from their beverages, the blistering heat making sure they wasted no time downing it all. “I don’t know what they’re trying to butter us up for, but I’m not gonna hold back on the field.”
“H-hey…” the sweet and usually innocent demon-girl grabbed her lover by the arm, holding it tight to her chest. “Can I be selfish for just a little bit?” Her hands moved down to grab Subaru’s own as she gently rubbed circles on it with her thumbs. “We’ve got time, right? The game doesn’t start back up for thirty minutes…”
“Well, that’s true, but…” Subaru trailed off as she started to succumb to her girlfriend’s gentle touch. “C’mon, I know somewhere we can be alone for a bit.” The sporty girl took Ayame by the hand as they walked away from the field. Unfortunately for them, the other team was very interested in where they were heading.
“Mmmm,” Ayame moaned, leaning deeper into the French kiss she shared with her partner before she felt a hand grab her butt from under her skirt, eliciting a yelp from the girl. “Subaru! We can’t do that on a campus like this!”
“Don’t worry, no one’s gonna come to the storeroom while a game’s still going on,” Subaru whispered as she continued to fondle her girlfriend’s bottom. “Plus, the walls are really thick, so I doubt they’d hear us anyways.” The team captain leaned back into her interrupted kiss, reigniting the moment as they sloppily made out. Still clothed, they pushed and pulled against each other, messing up one another’s hair as they explored their bodies. That is, until they heard a loud click and a knock from the storeroom door.
“Hellooooo,” the opposing captain inquired, despite knowing full well who was already inside.
“Shit,” Subaru said in panic as the duo stayed frozen in time, ready to be caught in the act.
“No need to play dumb, I know what you two are up to,” the captain snickered. “Anyways, I just wanted you to know that the door is locked and who knows where the key went.”
“What?!” The pair ran to the door and tried to pry it open, but ultimately gave up after a few pulls.
“By the way, those sports drinks? They were spiked with a laxative.” A chill ran down the couple’s spines as the malevolent team captain continued. “I thought it was just gonna be enough of a distraction for us to win, but I never imagined it’d turn out like this. It must be Christmas!”
“You bitch!” Subaru kicked the door in rage. “You’re gonna be in deep shit when I get out of here.”
“Haha, no. If anyone’s in deep shit now, it’s you. Literally.” The team captain about-faced, leaving the couple with one last parting message: “Have fun!”
“Damn,” Subaru swore, giving the storeroom door a gentler kick before facing Ayame. “Sorry Ayame, I screwed up real bad.”
“I-it’s okay…” Ayame looked down at the ground, holding her stomach as she felt a cramp course through her. “It’s my fault for being so needy, especially on an important day like this,” she said, tears starting to form in her eyes.
“Hey, don’t be like that,” the tomboy said as she pulled Ayame into a tight hug. The duo stayed like that for a while before the shorter girl took a step back.
“I… kinda have to use the bathroom.”
“Oi, can anyone hear us out there?!” Subaru yelled as she banged her fist against the storeroom door. It had been an hour and a half since they got locked in. Although she could keep time with her watch, both girls had left their phones at the soccer field, something they certainly regretted doing now. Unfortunately, the laxatives wasted no time working their magic on the duo, and although Subaru still had the strength in her to hold it, the same couldn’t be said about Ayame. The short girl held her hands against her crotch and rocked back and forth on the cement floor in her best attempt to hold it in. However, it didn’t take long for her willpower to give out.
“No!” Ayame yelped as she got on her hands and knees. Her sphincter wasted no time pushing semi-solid mush into her solid white panties, instantly staining them into a coffee-colored hue. “No, no, no,” was all the poor girl could manage to say as her body forcibly expelled the contents of her stomach as hot feces crawled both up the front and back of her now ruined underwear. Having finished relieving herself, the only thing Ayame could do was sob to herself, staying on her knees to prevent the mess from spreading any more than it already had.
“Don’t cry. It’s okay.” Subaru ran from the door to embrace her crying girlfriend once more. Her stomach didn’t agree with her sudden movement, however, as a cramp worked its way through the girl’s petite body, tearing down the last of her defenses. “Ah-AAGHH!” the girl wailed, as her anus gave out, and an ungodly, explosive noise emerged from her rear end. Liquid diarrhea ejected from her ass, shooting its way straight through her black panties and soiling her white shorts. More and more watery shit flowed out of her, into her shorts and down her legs before a couple of solid pieces nestled into her panties. What had started as a gentle embrace turned into a vice grip as the sporty girl lost the war with her own body. After several minutes, both girls had fully control over themselves again, but neither had the strength to do anything but cry into each other’s shoulders.
Another hour had passed, and at this point, the girls had started to give up on being found any time soon. Each of them had suffered a couple more bouts of defecation in that time span, and their will to stay clean had gone with it. The pair sat on their butts next to each other, trying to find a comfortable position to sit with poop mashed against their bottoms and trails of urine flowing from their crotches.
“Don’t think about anything bad,” Ayame said as she rested her head against her lover’s shoulder. “I love you.”
“I… love you too.” Subaru nuzzled her head against Ayame’s. As soon the pair had found a semblance of peace, they could hear someone making noise in front of the storeroom door. A few seconds later, it opened, revealing the school nurse, Yuzuki Choco, to them.
“Choco?” The pair inquired.
“O-oh dear,” the nurse said with a stunned expression, too shocked by the scene in front of her to even indulge in her desires. “Come on, let’s get you two cleaned up.”
“Thank you, Choco,” Ayame said, now clean and wearing a set of borrowed gym clothes.
“Same here. I can’t thank you enough.” Subaru said with a bow.
“Well, I am a nurse after all,” Choco said with a laugh. “Plus, after hearing that story, I’d struggle to find someone who wouldn’t feel bad enough to help.”
“We’re gonna head off. Thank you again, and please let us know if there’s anything we can do to repay you!” Ayame bowed as she took her girlfriend by the hand and led her out the door.
“Take care!” The nurse waived them off. As the door closed, a wicked smile appeared on her face. She pulled her phone out and browsed her gallery, scrolling through rather embarrassing photos of the pair’s predicament. “I’ll get them one day with these, but they’ve been through enough for one day.” Choco hummed to herself, overjoyed with how the last week had turned out for her, having witnessed her peers all soil themselves. “Oh, the fun we’ll have together. I hope you girls are as excited as I am.” |
Saturday, 7:00 A.M.
Sunlight trickled in through the blinds of Kimmy’s townhome waking up Danielle. She patted her shorts and gasped at both the warmth and the giant stain she’d made on the couch. She sat up and looked around the living room. Empty wine glasses, beer bottles, and solo cups covered seemingly every inch of countertop space alongside a pack of water bottles that was about half empty. Including Danielle herself, six girls and two guys occupied the living room and hallway. Most of the girls had soaked themselves in their sleep and a few were even in diapers. Danielle cracked the blinds and looked outside into the backyard.
The orange and pink glow of the sunrise was pretty and the birds outside were awake including a cardinal in the birdbath. A hammock strung between two trees swung softly in the breeze before stopping as Emily hopped down. Pee spilled down from the hammock as Emily examined her soaked pajama pants before heading inside.
The back door opened, and Emily wordlessly made eye contact with Danielle. Their soaked clothes hid nothing, and they laughed quietly as Danielle made coffee for each of them. They sat at the table and looked at the living room as a few other guests began to stir. Emily turned to Danielle after taking everything in.
“Last night was absolutely insane,” Emily said.
“Understatement of the year,” Danielle agreed. “We made that bet, and then one thing just led to another.”
Emily took a sip of coffee. “Unbelievable.”
Danielle had to agree there. The outcome was crazy, and she vividly remembered every step along the way. After a night like that, how could anyone not?
Monday, 7:30 PM. Five Days Before
Margarita Monday was a hit at Fernando’s Cantina like always. Voted the best restaurant in Goldwood for three years straight, half price margaritas after 5 P.M. was a gamechanger in a college town. Even though Danielle’s friends had graduated or were working on advanced degrees, Margarita Mondays had remained an almost weekly tradition.
Danielle sat at a wrap-around booth finishing her first drink of the night- a classic strawberry margarita with salt on the rim. She was proud of her appearance usually, a pretty redhead with striking green eyes who worked out semi regularly. She sat next to her not quite official boyfriend, David, a musician with luscious brown hair. Going around the booth from David’s right was Ronnie, a sports broadcaster for Goldwood College. He’d recently reconnected with Vanessa, a tall brunette accountant with braided hair. Next to her was Kelly, an incredibly sassy blonde with no shortage of stories as a middle school teacher. Relating hard next to her was Kimmy, the glasses wearing “mom friend” of the bunch who taught high school math. To Kimmy’s right was River, a freelance photographer with purple streaks in her blonde hair. Finally, Emily sat on Danielle’s left. She was a small Asian girl studying for the Bar Exam who made up for her stature with a lovably absurd amount of energy. Her boyfriend was away for med school that week and it was nice getting to catch up just the two of them again.
The football game they'd been partially watching hit a commercial break and Danielle stood up to pee while Emily groaned.
“I always forget that you need to sit on the outside of the booth cause you pee so much,” Emily said.
Danielle felt strangely offended by that. For starters, all six girls in the group had either wet themselves or heavily leaked at the concert a month ago. Secondly, her bladder wasn’t that small.
“I don’t have to pee that often, do I?” Danielle asked.
“You went three times last Monday alone,” River said.
“What, are you keeping a pee counter on her, Riv?” Kimmy asked.
“No. I was the one the one sitting next to her last week!” River laughed.
“She is usually the first one to go it seems,” Kelly said. “And that’s saying something cause Vanessa’s bladder is the size of a walnut.”
“Real mature,” Vanessa said. “Especially when I’ve seen you in wet pants decently often yourself.”
The conversation took a turn as accusations of small bladders and wet pants flew around the table. Danielle thought back to the night at the concert and a surge of pent-up emotions returned to her. Feeling suddenly bold, Danielle slapped the table.
“Fine! Ladies, I bet I can hold my bladder longer than all of you,” Danielle said.
“Did you just challenge us to a pee holding contest?” Emily asked.
“Apparently,” Danielle giggled awkwardly. “Don’t see any other way for my bladder to salvage its reputation.” Trying to build incentive, she placed a twenty on the table. “Prize money for the winner.”
“I mean it’s not like you’ll win, so I’ll take the twenty. In fact, I’ll up it to thirty if someone beats me,” Emily said with a shrug. More money got added to the pool eventually reaching $75 and the contest planning got underway. It even drew the attention of their server.
The server, a Latina with a nose piercing named Stephanie tilted her head in Danielle’s direction. “A pee holding contest huh?”
Danielle blushed. “Yeah, we’re weird…”
Stephanie laughed and patted her own bulging bladder. “Got a water and a tea in this puppy right now with a half hour still left on my shift. This is random, but can I join? I could use some extra cash and hold pretty regularly at work anyway.”
Emily shrugged. “Why the hell not? I just remembered my sister will be in town this weekend, so we might as well add her into the mix.”
“Eight people huh. This is turning into a big event,” David said. “So like… do you want me and Ronnie in or…?”
“Biology’s too different,” Kimmy said. “If Dani’s so deadset on defending her bladder’s honor, she needs an even playing field.”
“Wait! Ronnie’s a broadcaster! You two can be the announcers!” Vanessa exclaimed. The idea of staging a pee holding contest like a sports event was a hilarious notion that quickly gained approval.
Ronnie looked at David and shrugged. “I think the people have spoken.”
“That they have,” David said.
The contest planning went on a good bit longer. Danielle’s bladder twinged, but she remained super invested in making sure her event would live up to perfection. Stephanie returned with second margaritas for Emily and River and carefully set them down on the table despite her shaking legs. Emily got a Venmo from her sister and brought the prize up $90. Stephanie appeared fully invested and added a final ten to the pile while teasing a “punishment” for the people who did the worst.
“Spicy. I dig it,” Kelly said.
“Might as well go all out with this thing,” Kimmy agreed.
By the time Stephanie left the table, Danielle’s bladder was screaming for relief. “Good thing the contest doesn’t start tonight!” she exclaimed before power walking off to bathrooms and tried her hardest not to hear Emily shout “Easy out!”.
Danielle lost two long leaks on her walk there. She groaned at the predictable line following a night of discounted alcohol. She hopped in place leaking a third time that resulted in a wet patch that was quarter sized. A few minutes later, River got in line behind her, shifting from side to side as she waited.
“Looks like we’ve got some training to do,” River giggled.
Danielle quickly regretted laughing along and sprinted into the first stall that opened. She lost several more spurts into her jeans and black panties before triumphantly yanking them down and unleashing a torrent. As she pulled her pants back up, she heard frantic footsteps down the hall.
“Please no. Every fucking Monday!” Stephanie grumbled.
Danielle then got an evil idea. All she had left to do was flush, but she decided to wait a minute longer.
The stall next to Danielle opened.
“I’ll be quick,” River said racing in.
Hearing her stream sounded tortuous for Stephanie. “Oh no. Oh god. Fuck!” the server moaned.
Danielle’s heart pounded as she opened her stall with trembling hands. Stephanie stood outside with hands shoved into her crotch that was losing ground against a growing wet spot. The server ran inside the stall, but most of her bladder was already empty. Her outfit, a black t-shirt with soaked white jeans was seared into Danielle’s mind for the rest of the evening. If that was just a foretaste, she couldn’t wait until Friday.
Friday, 6:00 P.M. Thirteen Hours Before
Kimmy’s kitchen table and countertops were covered with a ridiculous amount of beverages. The goal of the challenge was for seven of the eight people to wet their pants, and the group had gone all out with alcohol, soda, and water. The contest would be held in the kitchen due to the tile floor with Ronnie and David’s “press box” in the living room. Ronnie had brought two microphones as well as headphones that did nothing but were fun for aesthetics. The agreed upon dress code was a comfy pair of jeans (the lighter the better) and a t shirt to minimize any variables such as tight pants or some contestants in skirts or dresses.
Emily's sister, Alice, had arrived earlier that evening with a mad dash of her own after filling up on soda when she stopped for gas midway through the long drive. Danielle hung out with both sisters in the kitchen while the boys set up their equipment and River crushed Kimmy, Vanessa, and Kelly in a game of Uno. Finally, Stephanie arrived. She had a pack of Twisted Tea in one hand and a bulky package in the other. She set the package on the table and grinned. “Punishment for the losers. Bottom three perhaps?”
Emily looked at the package and laughed. “Adult diapers. Looks like they’re right at Dani’s size.”
“Very funny, Emily. My bladder was just getting warmed up the other night,” Danielle said.
Early smack talk prompted the guys to take their first swing at announcing. “And the claws are out before the contest has even begun!” Ronnie said from his microphone.
“I’ve never seen anything like this before, Ronnie,” David said. “Keep an eye on those two, Danielle Fuller and Emily Zheng. They’ve got a rivalry with one another that’ll be a big storyline to follow tonight.”
“Speaking of rivalries, it doesn’t get much more old school than Kelly Mayer and Vanessa Williams. They've been friends since the seventh grade, but Kelly is insistent that she can hold it longer,” Ronnie said.
“I expect a good back and forth from those two,” David agreed. “Any predictions on how that battle goes, Ronnie?”
“I think I’ll stay silent on that to avoid biases,” Ronnie said as Vanessa stared him down and David laughed.
“I’m impressed. They legitimately committed to the bit,” Emily said as Ronnie and David gave sports style intros to all eight contestants.
“I mean drinking beer and watching eight women do crazy shit sounds like a nice gig to me,” Danielle said.
“You’re not wrong there,” Emily said. “The diapers for the first three people out are weird, but a fun element of chaos at the same time, Stephanie.”
“Contests are always more fun when there’s a punishment for the loser in addition to a prize for the winner I think. Seemed appropriate given the nature of this event,” Stephanie said.
“Can’t wait to see Emily in one of those,” Danielle said.
“You wish,” Emily laughed.
Danielle laughed, although something about seeing someone as confident as Emily in a humiliating situation did seem a bit enticing…
After a group bathroom break, everyone was ready. Each contestant had a full bottle of water, a can of soda, and a beer to start off the showdown. Danielle then eyed a bottle of tequila and suggested starting the drinking off with a shot. Her suggestion was unanimously accepted.
“And go!” David declared as soon as the clock hit 7 P.M.
Danielle downed her shot and quickly sucked on a lime slice to balance out her taste buds. Citrus would be an interesting element given its irritant properties. After the first shot, they had an hour to finish all three drinks. Downtime was crucial for health reasons and there was admittedly a bit of strategy involved. Drinking too quickly with leave much longer to fully hold but going too slow could result in a chugging situation at the end of the hour.
Through careful timing, Danielle got through all three drinks in a reasonable amount of time. She’d finished all but the last portion of her coke by 7:48 and waited another ten minutes before finishing completely. Most people had done well pacing themselves, but a few instances caught Danielle’s attention. Kimmy still had half of her water bottle with five minutes left and had to drink that quickly.
“I’m such a slow drinker. Hope that doesn’t come back to bite me,” she told Ronnie in a “sideline interview”.
“On the opposite end of the spectrum, we’ve got Vanessa who was the first person done at 7:39. Tell us about your strategy,” David asked.
“Well, it was a lot of liquid to drink anyway, so I just wanted to get filled up and leave room for later rounds,” Vanessa said.
“A solid strategy for sure,” Ronnie said. There’s plenty more drinks to go, and interestingly, not too much open holding to tapped feet yet. I think that’s about to change soon, David.”
“I agree wholeheartedly. Shall we unveil the next drinks?” David asked.
The answer was a unanimous “yes” from the contestants. David opened a cooler and revealed eight twisted teas while Ronnie brought eight glasses of ice water.
“That might be overkill. Not that I’m desperate yet or anything,” Alice said.
Danielle curiously eyed Emily’s sister. She didn’t remember her holding capacity being anything too noteworthy, though her sister’s lockdown fortress of a bladder skewed things. Alice hummed and tapped her foot, the latter of which soon became the norm across the room. Kimmy squirmed in her chair while River stood up and walked around. Stephanie was rather calm along with Kelly. As expected, Emily casually made small talk with no indication that 40 oz of drinks were circulating through her body. Danielle felt twinges, but managed to hold on firmly.
The first sign of drama came about fifteen minutes into the second round. Kimmy was talking with River and Stephanie when a short but powerful leak escaped. She gasped along with basically everyone else. River turned away to avoid further thoughts of pee, and Alice crossed her legs tightly. Danielle was naturally full given the amount she’d drunk and was glad to be in a noticeably better spot than someone else. If she wet herself first, Emily would’ve never let her live it down!
The first elimination was confirmed about ten minutes later as a struggling Kimmy completely lost control of her bladder. Her stream fell on the tile floor like a steady golden rain and was a nightmare to listen to. Kimmy leaned against the wall and let out a sigh of relief as her wet spot expanded. She wasn’t embarrassed until her eyes found the diapers on the coffee table. She went to the bathroom and came out without pants a few minutes later. She twirled around showcasing her garment of shame and laughing it off.
“And Kimmy has been our first elimination of the night. An hour fifteen minutes without any accidents is quite impressive if I do say so myself Ronnie,” David said.
“It sure is, David. It looks like a lot more crossed legs and tapping feet now, so perhaps we’ll see another wetting or two in the 2nd hour,” Ronnie said. "Any grades on the evening from the diapered teacher in the room?" he asked Kimmy.
“A+ commentary for you, F- bladder for me,” Kimmy laughed.
Sitting was doing Danielle no favors, so she opted to stand for a bit. She was visibly desperate, but so was everyone not named Emily. The chill from her glass of ice water threatened to push her over the limit, but someone else met theirs a few minutes after Kimmy.
Alice was trying to act natural but couldn’t hide her squirming in place when she lost her battle. She threw her head back and sighed in relief as a waterfall worked its way down her legs, predominantly on the left side of her jeans. “Honestly I’m not even that ashamed. It just felt good to finally let go,” Alice said.
“You’re only half through college too,” Emily said. “The rest of us have a several years drinking experience on you as well. Not too shabby!”
Alice got cleaned up and returned from the bathroom wearing a diaper. “Okay, now I’m a bit embarrassed.”
“Another contestant down following an honorable effort from Alice,” Ronnie said. “Any predictions, David?”
“I think it will come from over there,” David said pointing to a corner in the kitchen where Vanessa, Kelly, and Stephanie were playing cards and barely able to sit still. All three had finished their second round of drinks and gone awfully quiet. Kelly insisted the announcers were mistaken, but that was quickly disproven.
Vanessa pushed her chair away from the table and remained seated for her accident. A giant puddle formed beneath her that drenched her jeans and eventually dripped onto the floor. Danielle felt her first leaks upon listening to the gradual drip once the flood stopped and was quite thankful when Vanessa wiped her chair with a towel. As she grabbed a diaper, Danielle got a good look at the back of her soaked jeans. The giant splotch on her butt was an interesting difference from Kimmy and Alice’s stains.
“And Vanessa’s wetting will bring us into the third hour as well as the end of the punishment phase. Been an interesting contest so far,” David said.
“It really has. We’ll see how much longer it lasts following a final set of drinks,” Ronnie said. “But first, the halftime show.”
“There’s a halftime show?” Danielle laughed.
David grinned and grabbed a guitar that had been in the hallway out of the view from the kitchen. “Got a fun medley for the occasion.”
He played and started a sing along of water related songs including “Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head”, “Who Will Stop the Rain?”, and “Waterfalls”. It was adorably corny and provided a nice backdrop for two wettings during the show. The first didn’t technically count, but Kimmy soaked her diaper during Waterfalls. Danielle hadn’t seen such a wetting before and was fascinated seeing it swell up with a yellow tint.
The other wetting came in the final song, which naturally had to be “Let It Go”. Ronnie got dragged into singing along with David and was hilariously bad at it. The inevitable laughter that ensued brought the end of River’s bladder. She freaked out once she started peeing, but had no chance to stop herself as that made her laugh even harder.
“Excellent show my guy,” Ronnie said. “River’s elimination brings us down to the final four. Emily, Danielle, Stephanie, and Kelly!”
“Thanks man. Just one drink this time around. It’s been a crazy night, so how about a nice glass of wine to take the edge off?” David said.
Despite protests from Danielle’s bladder at drinking anything else, the wine was quite good. They had thirty minutes to drink the glass and it was nice to slowly sip something. Trash talk got thrown around the table in good fun that got Danielle declared president of the “Anybody But Emily club”.
The club lost one member as Kelly wet herself halfway through her wine. She had two big leaks that created a baseball sized wet spot followed by her saying “That ain’t good.” She was leaning against the table with her hands pressed into her crotch when the full flood started. She managed to stop after about thirty seconds, but that couldn’t even hold for a minute. Part two started and she simply enjoyed the relief. The wet spot covered a chunk of her shirt since she’d been leaning, and it came down pretty far.
“Nice one Kell!” Vanessa said.
“Shut up, Ms. Diapers!” Kelly teased.
“Three to go,” Ronnie said.
After an evening of laughs, singing, and chippy banter, the room went quiet once it was down for the final three. Emily was finally showing visible desperation as was Stephanie who swayed from foot to foot. Danielle lost several more leaks and feared her end was coming any minute. She was truly impressed with herself for lasting this long, but also knew she’d hate to lose to Emily at the last minute. She eyed both of her opponents looking for any indication of how much longer they could last. Emily had lost some confidence. Stephanie…
…was leaking. A glance down revealed a slightly growing wet spot on the server’s jeans. She bit her lip and tried to hang on to no avail. She let out a sigh as her dam completely broke and Danielle watched her wet herself for the second time that week. Blue jeans weren’t quite as enticing as the white ones, but Danielle certainly wasn’t complaining. “Good game ladies,” Stephanie said.
“Bronze medal is solid,” Danielle said.
“And now, the moment everyone’s been waiting for! The final two,” Ronnie declared.
Emily turned to Danielle. She was shaking with a coin sized wet patch on her jeans, almost identical to Danielle’s current position. “Let’s get this over with quickly.”
“Go right ahead and pee then,” Danielle said.
“Very funny, Dani. Let’s do a shot contest until one of us bursts. Who says no?” Emily said.
Danielle shook on it as Alice poured them each a shot of whiskey while soaking her diaper. If the peeing hadn’t been muffled, Danielle had a suspicion one of or both of them might have lost control right there. They downed the first shot, each grimacing at the punch to their bladders which barely held on. They took a shot of vodka a few minutes later. Danielle’s hands were buried in her crotch while Emily hopped up and down.
The third shot delivered the critical blow. One moment Danielle was grimacing as it burned going down and the next, she was peeing her pants. She’d previously thought her wetting at the concert was bad, but this was a soaking of an entirely different magnitude. Her sphincter completely crumpled, and she sprayed full force into her pants. It wasn’t a small waterfall one might find on a hiking trail; it was a pale yellow Niagara Falls. Her stain grew and grew as Ronnie and David said some congratulatory remarks to Emily that Danielle couldn’t catch. She peed for what felt like an eternity and couldn't be happier after the pain her bladder had endured. As her stream finally died down, David winked at her and walked off.
“What did that mean?” she thought.
“You put up a good fight Dani. But I guess I’m the holding queen,” Emily said still quivering. “Now I’ve got a hot date with the toilet!”
She took off running, several streaks leaking down her leg and onto the floor. She grabbed the handle of the closest bathroom, but it didn’t budge. She banged on the door.
“I’ll be out in a minute!” David said.
Danielle grinned. David had snuck off to mess with her opponent after she won. Emily stood there a few seconds longer before shouting “Fuck this!” and heading for the second bathroom adjacent to Kimmy’s bedroom. She only got a few steps before losing complete control. Each leak had gotten progressively longer and finally one just never stopped. Her knees buckled as it all came out. Emily realized it was over and stood in one place to contain the stain on the floor. Once the final trickles of pee stopped, Emily headed back to the kitchen to grab paper towels.
“That was wild from start to finish, Dani. Came down to maybe five minutes at the end,” Emily said.
“It’s crazy we even wound up at this point, but that was… weirdly fun I think,” Kimmy said.
“It really was,” Kelly said.
Danielle smiled at the positive feedback. “I’m glad everyone had a good time. I truly didn’t know how weird it’d get or how serious you’d take it.”
“Oh, it was pretty fuckin’ weird,” River laughed. “But who cares. Crazy is fun every once in a while.”
“And we couldn’t have had our weird pee fun without our fabulous announcers!” Vanessa said.
“It was a blast. It was fun, goofy, and admittedly kinda hot,” Ronnie said.
Danielle froze and then did a double take as David shrugged and nodded. “Is this kink of mine like an actual thing?” She’d have to do some “research” once she got back home.
Emily then scrunched her nose. “Oh god this house reeks! I think I’m sleeping in the backyard tonight.”
Everyone laughed as the group opened windows, sprayed wet spots on carpet with Febreeze, and lit every candle they could find. After deciding sleeping arrangements, people drifted off to sleep one by one. It was doubtful most of them would make it till morning dry, but Danielle figured that was part of the fun too.
Finally, it was just Danielle and David awake. David turned to her. “Golden shower?”
Danielle’s heart raced. “Let’s do it.”
Danielle tiptoed across the living room floor and into the bathroom. Once David was in, she smiled mischievously and shut the door. She couldn’t think of a more fitting conclusion to an incredible night. |
Today, Constance awoke for another Saturday weekend, well rested and serene. The season was now fall, the month being September, and the temperatures lessened. It was only in the mid-70's but still comfortable and sunny warm. The winds were a mild yet calm for this time of this year. It was a little sad for Constance, wishing the summer heat didn't disappear. But she knew life goes on in the grand scheme of the orbital revolution around the sun.
She awoke for her morning exercises, showered, and ate her breakfast. Of course, she ate only in her robe. Though it was only warm, Constance chose to sunbathe as she did a few months ago. She learned from her mistakes choosing to only do so when she was certain her trusted maid was present and checking the weather for sure. Her cell phone remained with her at all times and the door to the balcony kept open with a door stand at the bottom.
(Please see Nude, Bursting, Afraid and Wet).
Constance viewed the weather and traffic updates 6 times every morning she went for sunbathing. She also requested her trusty maid view these updates during the afternoon just in case anything changes. She didn't want another rude awakening catching her off guard like before. So far the weather showed everything to be in good order and the traffic looking excellent.
Now the only thing left was for her trusted maid to show up. She knew Gayle would arrive late today due to a physical examination by her primary care physician and purchasing a new registration card for her vehicle. That meant awaiting her return at 11 am. Constance prepared her chair and table for thr balcony and the food she would eat today.
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Fast forward to 11 am and strangely, no word from her maid. Constance looked out the window to see only her Cadillac in the driveway. No one showed up to her home. Constance didn't feel as cheerful but she figured Gayle would show up soon. She turned on the television and viewed the traffic update. To her dismay, the route Gayle has to take experienced some heavy traffic due to another accident.
Constance made a noise of annoyance. "What the hell is wrong with drivers. It's a two-way road with one lane in both directions. Common sense would tell you people not to congest it with stupidity. I don't get some people. This is the third time this month my maid has to arrive late. Oh Gayle. I hope you arrive soon." She knew Gayle always left early enough and still accidents would make her late.
Constance never scolded her maid knowing that Gayle arrived on time always. The only time she arrived late was when there was traffic issues on the route here. It was usually due to rush hour or an accident, usually due to someone not using the common sense or reading the signs. After 30 minutes, Gayle arrived and even honking her car horn as a sign of her arrival. Constance got up, unlocked the door, and opened it to see her trusty maid arrive.
But Constance had this dumbfounded look on her face based upon her maid's somewhat nervous frantic nature. Gayle walked awkwardly and quickly, almost bobbing up and down. Gayle put on what appeared to be a brave face nervously. "H-Hi Constance. I'm here oh oh goodness oh my I'm late I'm late. I'll get started right away."
Gayle hurried inside, put her bag down, pulled out her duster and began dusting right away. It was as if she was trying to avert imminent disaster and hopefully dusting right this second would help. Constance walked up to Gayle with worry and concern. "Gayle it's fine." But Gayle kept dusting frantically and moving at great speed, already finishing the night stand, vase, and the nearby doorknob at the front door.
She spoke trying to maintain her calm and assuring that she was right down on to working. "Don't worry I'm here and that's all that matters. Please forgive for my tardiness. It won't happen again." Gayle said in quick response. Constance tried to assure it was fine but Gayle just became more antsy. "I'mhereandthatsallpleaseletmefinish!" Constance back away, a little offended but took it as it was.
Constance could see her trusty maid in such a frenzy, unable to understand what was the reason for the proverbial fire lit up the rear end of her maid. Gayle bobbed up and down ever so slightly trying to maintain her composure. At times, she came close to crossing her one leg over the other by putting it in front of the other. Gayle understood how much Constance didn't like tardiness, witnessing her unhappy nature towards others whom state an eta but miss it completely.
On Gayle's first day after the interview, the plumber was supposed to show up at about 2 pm but instead he showed up 3 and a half hours later. Constance was so upset but the toilet wasn't flushing well. It was of the utmost importance to Constance that it was fixed and had to endure the wait time. Once the plumber showed up, she vented her annoyance and the fact she help up part of her whole day for this.
She could have made a sale but put off helping a client for the sake of this man. She felt so unprofessional. But she held off her angry thoughts to ensure the plumber finished the work. But she didn't come off nice and fluffy either. She was direct and honest, but with a certain tact so as not to come off as a raging, undisciplined nut bag. Still, Gayle understood this and always ensured never to arrive late.
The only time she almost became fired was a few months ago when Constance was locked out on the balcony during a horrid thunderstorm. Despite Constance's apologies for accusing her, Gayle understood how horrible it was for her to not show up in a timely manner. From then on, Gayle worked harder to ensure she covered all the bases. She wouldn't admit it but at times she put off using the toilet, even during one of her break periods.
Constance wondered what was wrong with Gayle. "What the heck was that? Why was she becoming even more antsy? That isn't like her. Fine if she wants to be that way so be it. As long she does the work as always." She continued to read her novel enjoying it so much while cooking her heavy lunch. So far the weather was looking up and still no storms or build up of clouds in the sky.
Gayle continued dusting the rest of the first floor as she always had. She dusted the picture frames, the decorations, door knobs, and the like. But Gayle bobbed up and down more than before. And now, after 30 minutes, began putting one leg in front of the other. Something bothered her and it only became more aware to her. This urge was instinctive and yet necessary.
Once she finished the dusting, Gayle fast walked to the laundry hamper to complete the laundry. She began rummaging through the hamper for the towels and sheets. She always had to do those first, then the undergarments, followed by everything else. That was the way Constance expected things to be done. Gayle's anxious behavior only became more when it seemed impossible to find the towels.
"Towels towels where are the-here they are. Gotchya." She carefully bent down and began collecting the towels. She put huge handfuls into the laundry bin near the hamper until all the towels were collected. Gayle quickly stood up and made a quick b-line for the washing machine. She opened the door and threw the towels into the machine, and went straight for the detergent and bleach. She poured them in quickly and started the machine.
Amazingly, she performed everything as per her client's specifications. Now, on to the dishes. But as soon as she entered the kitchen, Constance stopped her. "Is everything okay? You've been in such a hurry. What's wrong?" Constance asked. Gayle didn't want to say for it was embarrassing. "You can tell me anything. Is everything alright?" Constance asked again.
Gayle felt the need to confess, not wanting to upset her client. "I-I just don't want to .. to .. to ....... to to ... oh alright. I ... I have to pee like crazy. I drank so much water this morning before going for the dmv which was a pain in the neck. Then, I went to my doctor's office for my physical but after staying there for so long, I learned my appointment was canceled. The time was approaching when I was supposed to show up and there was the accident and being late and you don't like being late so I rushed here and started working. But I gotta pee so bad and the office only allows for peeing when called in for thr urine sample. Once I came here I had to start work right away and not ask for a bathroom trip which is unprofessional and rude so I didn't ask."
Constance remained silent with one eyebrow raised. Her trusted maid wasn't able to go and spoke the whole truth in one breath. Plus, she could see how dedicated she was. Gayle continued to say "Sometimes I don't pee ever since that time you got locked out and now I have to remain even more vigilant when you sunbathe and-" but she was cut off. Constance responded to her reasons. "Gayle stop! ....... you don't have to suffer like this. You aren't just my maid. You are also a good friend. I don't want to see like this. It isn't break time but you can go when you need to. It's okay. I'm not going to report you. It's not like you go every so often."
Gayle, bobbing up and down couldn't believe what she was hearing. "When I said I don't like tardiness I mean it and still hold you to it. But I am reasonable. And I don't want a mess on my floors. And that time I was locked out you weren't responsible after all. Go take of yourself. And don't do this again. Understand?" Constance asked. Gayle replied "Yes. I understand."
She made her way to the guest bathroom and closed the door. She undid her black trouser work pants and lowered them. She sat down and relaxed her muscles. Out came a stream of her golden nectar which struck the toilet bowl down below. For a whole 20 seconds, she emptied her bladder and finished. She wiped herself completely and pulled up her clothes. She flushed, washed up, and went back to work.
From then on, Gayle and Constance bettered their working relationship. |
The Sodden Shroud
Danny Johnson aka Jed Olsen was 21 and had a very dark secret, during the late hours of the night, after darkness falls he is a sneaky serial killer, that stalks his prey waiting to strike. Nothing gave him a better rush then learning about his victims before he delivered the final blow with his hunting knife.
On this late Friday fall evening he was stalking a young girl. Danny was wearing a long black shroud with black jeans and white CK briefs, as well black hunting boots. By what Danny had learned she was 22, a year older then him, and very popular amongst her friends. Even though she didn’t live alone, every Friday night her parents would go out leaving her alone for hours.
Everything was going well and despite him watching her for over an hour he remained unseen in a bush. This would be perfect for Danny except for one tiny thing, his bladder was uncomfortably full.
He couldn’t just go behind the bush as that would require taking his eyes off his victim and he could miss something important, and that something could be the difference of adding another victim to his total or getting caught. So Danny would just have to hold it.
Danny watched the girl but with every minute his bladder got fuller and fuller. It was getting harder and harder to stay still. However, the good thing about stalking his victim at night hidden in a bush and wearing black he was able to grab himself without being noticed.
So that’s what he did and it worked for a while but eventually his need became to strong and holding himself did nothing. Danny wanted nothing more to cross his legs but he had to remain crouched in his hiding spot.
Eventually, the time came and he proceeded to find a way to his victim. Danny spotted a window that was open upstairs and luckily for him there was a nearby tree he could climb to get in the window. So Danny exit the bush carefully and made his way to the tree.
He felt his bladder with every step he took and once he made it to the tree and started to climb it he felt his bladder scream and this was when he first leaked. Danny felt it and quickly held his dick against the tree to stop it and it worked. Danny felt as the urine that escaped him dripped down his leg but he had a job to do and couldn’t care about that now.
Danny made it to the top and carefully made his was though the branches and climbed quietly inside the open window. Once inside he sneaked around and located his victim. He watched her and when she made her way to a bathroom connected to her room he waited for her to shut the door. Once she did he snuck into her room and hide in her closet.
Danny was relived to be hiding again and out of sight so he could hold himself again. Despite his leak earlier he didn’t feel and evidence of it. Then to his horror his victim flushed the toilet. Hearing this caused him to leak once more and longer this time. As he was now standing he could cross his legs but that alone didn’t stop the leak and he also had to grab himself to fully stop. He felt as more of his pee ran down his leg and this time into his hunting boot.
She washed her hands and exited the bathroom and Danny was about to strike when her cell phone rang. She almost instantly answers it and this caused Danny to wait. He couldn’t help but to hop foot to foot in desperation while holding himself.
Eventually she hang up the phone and Danny once again prepared to strike. He removed his hand and wrapped it around his hunting knife. He did everything in his power to stay still. He watched as his victim walked back into the bathroom but this time leaving the door open.
And he jumped out of the closet, reviling himself to his victim. But his need returned with a vengeance and he began to leak again and again. Danny now faced a choice, he could grab himself and stop the leaks but by doing so possibly let his victim escape or accept his fate and pee himself but get his victim. He of course picked to accept his fate and get his victim.
Danny felt as his bladder fully released with a loud hiss and pee flooded his white CK briefs and black jeans. He felt as pee ran down his legs and filled his hunting boots. He heard as his pee dripped onto the carpet below him and drip onto his hunting boots and run down them joining the rest on the carpet. But Danny could care less in that moment, he just had to do what he went there for.
Danny couldn’t believe he just peed his pants but at least he got what he came for. When he got a moment he looked down to see the damage. His shroud was glistening with pee and obviously soaked, his boots had obviously pee stains running down them and his feet felt like they were in pools inside his boots. The carpet at his feet had a huge pee puddle around him. When Danny left up his shroud to expect the damage to his black jeans he saw they also glistening with pee and showed obvious wetness. Danny sighed as he pulled down his jean reveling his white CK briefs that were now almost yellow. They were soaked with his pee and obviously peed in.
Danny pulled his jeans up and sighed. He had to clean his first crime. Danny couldn’t risk leaving any DNA and made the scene spotless and sneaked away. |
a/n: Hi, everyone. :3 Selena and I were just together recently and we were coming up with new ideas. We know that Jill’s story isn’t finished, and we plan to have her (first!) story have a fitting conclusion, but after Selena’s most recent travel experience, we came up with something ambitious together. We have now created the Jilly-verse! We’re not entirely sure what this universe will entail just yet, but we’re excited for it. We don’t know how often updates will come just yet, but we do hope that you’ll have an appreciation for the characters and stories we create together.
Enjoy~! oWo
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Hailey was frantically moving through the ever-busy Atlanta airport at a speed she didn’t know was possible for her short legs. She had been late getting out of work and had a red-eye flight to Dublin that she didn’t dare want to miss. Hailey had been dreaming of and planning her trip to Dublin since she was a little girl, and she had the perfect itinerary sitting in her carry-on that she planned to browse through on her way to Ireland. She had seven and a half incredibly excruciatingly long hours to try and perfect her plan further; she would be far too tired to sleep.
Her stop at baggage drop-off was delightfully quick. She was provided a bonus perk through her preferred airline, allowing her to skip the check-in line and drop her bags off at a separate location. With her carry-on bag in tow, Hailey practically skipped to the security line, only frowning slightly at how long the line was. She paused several feet away, shifting from foot to foot as she counted how many rows of people there were to wait in.
Three, four, five… Hailey counted in her head, shifting slightly once more at the aggravatingly familiar feeling she felt.
“Five rows should be fine, right?” Hailey muttered to herself. She couldn’t imagine that five rows of people would keep her too far away from a bathroom. In all of her excitement, she had completely forgotten to pee before leaving work. It was no matter, though. There would be plenty of bathrooms once she passed security, but she had to get through the long security line first. Although, realizing she had to pee made her remember what was hiding in her bag. Still, Hailey stepped into the queue and waited, waited, waited.
Hailey considered it a perk that the airport was so busy that she wasn’t required to take anything out of her bag. She breezed through the initial passport and boarding pass check and anxiously waited in the screening line. She was still required to remove her shoes, but she didn’t mind too much. The dull ache in her bladder only increased for a moment as she bent over to undo her shoelaces. With sneakers in hand, Hailey continued along the line with her bag pulled behind her.
After what felt like far too long, Hailey dropped her sneakers, cell phone, watch, and passport into a bin along with her floral print carry-on bag. It wasn’t until she placed her bag on the belt that she paused. Would the security guards realize she had a pull-up in her bag? It wasn’t something that Hailey had even initially considered, but a friend had brought it up in passing.
“Oh, with a flight that long and a window seat?” Hailey’s friend Kendra had said with a laugh. “Trust me, you’re going to want something just in case. That’s a long flight to go without needing a bathroom, especially with how excited you are about this trip. I doubt you’ll sleep at all.”
It was something that Hailey had considered and didn’t take lightly. It was true that she was excited about her trip. She had dreamed of Ireland since she learned of the Blarney Stone, wanting nothing more than to take in its magic as a child. Her obsession with Ireland had only grown from then on, and she was beyond excited. She wasn’t sure there was even a word to describe how excited she truly was.
Hailey had waffled on the idea of buying diapers ever since Kendra had mentioned it. She was 23 years old and knew very well that she couldn’t pee her pants, and it wasn’t something grown women did, well, not women without children, at least. Kendra had given her all the horror stories about accidentally peeing herself while shopping and Hailey felt absolutely mortified for her, but she didn’t have kids like Kendra did. Did she really need something? Hailey put the thought out of her mind until the previous week when she was shopping at Target.
Even though Hailey had been planning her trip for years, she still found herself forgetting things to pick up. She stood in the travel toiletries aisle with her hands on her hips, staring at the wall of mini-sized products with a frown. Her cart seemed to be full of last-minute things, but had she picked everything up? After several long minutes, Hailey decided that she did, but when she turned around, she saw them.
In relatively discreet packaging, a box of unassuming pull-ups was staring her right in the face. Hailey’s jaw dropped slightly as she stared at the smiling blonde model on the front of the box wearing what looked to be oddly wrinkly underwear. She stared at the box for a few moments longer, peered at the upper corner to see the size, and frowned. If that’s all they were, they couldn’t be too bad, right? Making sure that no one was looking, Hailey took a look around and swiped the box into her cart in a way that it hopefully looked like an accidental drop into her cart.
She danced on the balls of her feet anxiously as she waited to go through the whirring body scanner. There was no way her pull-ups would show up on the scanner as her bag passed through. They were thin enough that the x-ray scanner would most likely read through them to whatever the next solid object would be. It would be fine, and she could change into her comfortable outfit without issue.
After far too long, Hailey was pulled forward into the body scanner and just as quickly shuffled out. One of the more significant parts of her journey was complete, but she still had to wait for her bag and her shoes. She stood to the side, watching as her bag inched closer and closer to the scanner. There were three bags, then two, then one, then finally hers. Hailey watched as each bag went through and saw the start of hers, but then her stomach dropped when the conveyer belt was suddenly pulled backward. At first, Hailey thought it was for the bag behind her, but after several times, it finally clicked that they were inspecting her bag. When Hailey’s other things appeared without her bag, she watched helplessly as a security agent pulled it off to the side, looking for its owner. What did they think they found?
“Excuse me, ma’am?” the tall TSA agent asked out loud, staring hard in Hailey’s direction. “Is this your bag?”
“Yes,” Hailey answered, frowning further when he beckoned her to the inspection station. “Is there a problem?”
“Probably not,” the agent said with a shrug. “But we just need to double-check. There’s a solid object in your bag, and it’s unclear what it is. Did you have multiple electronics in here?”
“No,” Hailey said. “Just my laptop, but that wouldn’t be the issue, right?”
“Probably not,” the agent said as he slowly unzipped Hailey’s bag. “Did you happen to leave anything else in here that could possibly set it off?”
“Not that I know of,” Hailey said, slowly getting flustered. She watched as the agent unzipped her bag fully, and before he even opened the bag, she nearly yelled at him to stop. Hailey remembered exactly what she had placed on top of the bag, and based on the expression on the agent’s face when he opened her bag, so did he. To his credit, the agent only cleared his throat and tried to delicately remove Hailey’s protection to place it to the side, but due to his overly gentle handling, he failed to grip both edges. Hailey’s face immediately burned when the underwear unfolded itself. The thick padding became far more evident to anyone looking long enough. She lifted a hand to her face to partially hide herself and avoid wandering eyes and silently willed for the agent to run through his inspection a lot faster.
Luckily, the agent did exactly that, practically shoving everything back into Hailey’s bag and hastily pushing it back in her direction with a muttered, “All good.”
“Thanks,” Hailey muttered, taking her bag and rushing off toward terminal F for international departures. It felt like ages before Hailey made it to where she needed to be, and she glanced around to try and find the nearest bathroom. She had a few hours before her flight, but she wanted to be fully prepared well beforehand and feel a little more comfortable. Or, well, as comfortable as she could hope, considering what she would be wearing.
Stepping into the small cubicle of the crowded bathroom, Hailey groaned. There wasn’t a lot of space for her to work with and get changed. The family restroom was in use, her original location of choice, and she was left to fend for herself in a “normal” sized bathroom stall. Even with the stalls accounting for baggage, the space still felt claustrophobic. Still, Hailey dug into her now haphazardly packed bag, grabbed her “flying outfit,” and, with a slight grimace, pulled out the very thing she had been trying to avoid.
Hailey quickly changed her shirt and then sat on the toilet, glaring at the pull-up in her hands. Did she really want to put it on? Not particularly, but Kendra did have a point. She was sitting in a window seat on a red-eye flight. Knowing her, there was no way she would wake her neighbor up, and even though she was taking care to not drink too much, she was likely to overindulge in water on the flight. The last thing she wanted was to become dehydrated on the way.
With a sigh, Hailey pulled the pink, stretchy underwear on along with her sweatpants. She shifted slightly, trying to get used to the feel of the pull-up. It wasn’t that Hailey hated how it felt to wear it; she just felt funny with so much padding between her legs. She could swear that the padding on her butt could be seen outside her sweatpants. Hailey had tried a pair on before her flight, not wanting to be left with any surprises, and knew that it wasn’t obvious, but she was still worried that it could be seen. She sighed, rubbing her backside nervously and wincing at the soft crinkling noise. There was going to be no looking back at that point.
Without much further delay, Hailey boarded her plane as painlessly as possible. That was until she reached her seat and realized that someone was already sitting in the aisle, and she couldn’t just slip past them.
“Uhm, excuse me, miss,” Hailey said with a sheepish grin when the woman looked up, “I need to get over to my seat.” The woman, who didn’t appear much older than her, studied Hailey for a minute, seemingly lost in thought before suddenly perking up.
“Oh, of course!” the woman answered. She quickly got up, letting Hailey pass, and then sitting back down. “My name is Jill, by the way.”
“Hi,” Hailey said shyly, “my name is Hailey.” She cringed as she slid into her seat, and her underwear made possibly the loudest crinkling noise ever. Hailey looked at Jill nervously, but she appeared completely unaware.
Not long after taking off, dinner was served, and Hailey couldn’t help but shoot her food a glare. It was supposedly rice with curry, but the food in front of her was inedible. She glanced to her side to see Jill struggling with her food and chugging down copious amounts of water to wash the foul taste out of her mouth. Drinking too much water was not something Hailey was keen to do. She was hesitant to take a sip of anything out of fear of waking Jill up if she needed the bathroom. Jill seemed nice enough, but Hailey would be far too embarrassed to ask.
Hailey jumped slightly when Jill suddenly looked her way. Had she been staring for far too long?
“Not liking the food?” Jill asked as she pushed her fork through her rice.
“No, not at all,” Hailey answered earnestly. “It’s awful.”
“Yeah, I can agree with that,” Jill replied with a sigh. “At least I have enough water to wash it down with. Say, are you heading to Ireland?”
Hailey immediately lit up. She shifted excitedly in her seat and immediately regretted it when she felt the padding of her underwear move with a crinkling noise. Hailey gave Jill a quick look, but nothing on her face made it seem as if she had heard anything. Satisfied that Jill was completely clueless, Hailey immediately jumped into her story about her trip to Ireland. Hailey told her every little thing she possibly could, about how it was her dream and how long she had been planning her trip. Jill, to her credit, seemed genuinely interested in what she had to say, making Hailey even more excited.
After finishing her story, Jill shared why she was going to Ireland and what she was planning to do. Both girls were enjoying their conversation and traded numbers, agreeing to meet at some point in Dublin for a few drinks before they both left. Their conversation naturally ended as the night continued, with Hailey starting to continue working on her itinerary and Jill watching a movie on the screen in front of her.
Hailey wasn’t sure when she finally decided to stop working on her plans, but she felt the knowing twinge of her bladder feeling entirely too full. She pulled a slight face as she shifted in her seat, and her stomach sank when she looked over to see that Jill was more than asleep next to her. Hailey let out a quiet, distressed moan at realizing she was stuck. Her need to pee wasn’t absolutely dreadful, she didn’t think, but it was enough that she was aware that her bladder was full. She squirmed in her seat, trying to get herself into a better position so that there was a little less pressure on her bladder. To her great annoyance, she realized that the increased bulk between her legs kept her from squeezing them together to make it easier to hold. For one brief hopeful moment, Hailey thought she would be saved as Jill stirred in her sleep, but she kept sleeping on.
The more time went on, the more Hailey found herself in trouble. She was struggling to hold herself and the movie she had been trying to watch no longer held her attention. With nothing keeping her attention long enough to distract her from her dire need to use the bathroom, Hailey became more and more in trouble. She didn’t know how much time she spent fidgeting in her seat, but she was at the point where she couldn’t focus on absolutely anything at all. All Hailey knew was that if she didn’t act fast, she wouldn’t be able to hold it.
So, thus Hailey’s debate began. Could she keep holding? Hailey questioned to herself as she looked over at Jill. Or should she just wake Jill up? After far too many very long intense minutes of debate, Hailey decided that it was now or never. She had to wake Jill up otherwise she wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer.
Just as Hailey was about to open her mouth to try and wake up Jill, she felt the worst happening. She felt a spurt leak out of her, and she cringed. It was only a small dribble, but Hailey immediately felt herself clamming up. Her face grew hot at the realization of what had just happened. Even if it was only a small leak, she was embarrassed by the fact she had wet herself at all.
No sooner had she realized what happened when she felt another spurt escape. The second spurt was far more significant than the first, not immediately soaking up into the padding but pooling for a brief moment before being absorbed. Hailey became distinctly aware of the odd sensation of the padding expanding ever so slightly around her butt to make room for the sudden liquid.
To Hailey’s great relief, the need to pee faded a little. She managed to bear down on her disobedient bladder, determined to hold the rest of her pee until she could get to a toilet. It was bad enough that she had used the pull-up at all, and she refused to use it again.
She felt ashamed of wetting herself like a small child, yet a part of her found the now warm underwear strangely comforting. Still, she wanted to just get to a bathroom to relieve herself the normal way, but that didn’t seem meant to be. No more than 15 minutes had passed when her need to pee grew just as badly as before, and Jill was still fast asleep.
After a brief struggle with herself, Hailey felt it coming again. She felt the seemingly unending pressure on her bladder growing, and Hailey let out a soft whine. With not many options left, Hailey quickly hatched a plan. There was no way she would last the entire flight just holding, so she decided that she could just let out a small leak. She had already used the pull-up, so it wasn’t as if that much mattered anymore.
The moment another strong wave of pressure crested over her, Hailey decided to try and relax a little instead of tensing up. At first, she was satisfied that her plan had worked and the pressure on her bladder released, but to her horror, she realized that her muscles had all but given up. She couldn’t get herself to stop the flow anymore and sat in horror, still as a statue, as she felt her pee pooling under her butt as the pull-up tried to absorb everything. Hailey’s face burned with embarrassment, and she couldn’t help but glance at Jill with impossibly wide eyes. To her relief and utter horror, Jill was still asleep, which meant that Jill was blissfully unaware of what was happening but also meant Hailey was still stuck.
Hailey remained rooted to the spot, unsure of what to do. Her entire body felt unbearably warm with embarrassment, and as if to add insult to injury, her bladder released another small spurt of surprisingly hot pee. Hailey let out a near-silent moan of distress as she carefully snaked a hand under herself to determine how much damage there was. She breathed out a sigh of relief as she felt the squishy padding around her butt seemed to have held everything in and that her pants were thankfully dry.
Despite her relief that her pants luckily remained dry, Hailey was left to stay exactly where she was as Jill remained asleep for the duration of the flight. She sat in her seat, trying to keep from moving too much, afraid that she would accidentally squish the padding of her pull-up too much and cause a leak. Her entire body remained hot, though she couldn’t help but squirm at the cooling sensation around her crotch as the pull-up dried ever so slightly.
The moment the plane landed, Hailey practically launched herself out of her seat, much to Jill’s alarm. Jill gave her a questioning look, but Hailey only forced a half-hearted smile on her face. Jill, seemingly aware that Hailey wanted off the plane as quickly as possible, let her into the aisle first when the plane’s doors opened. Hailey squeaked out an apology to Jill with a promise to text her as soon as she could and dashed off to the nearest bathroom to change.
Hailey felt considerably better when she changed into a pair of her comfiest underwear. She had at least thought to pack a pair of her cozy blue panties to change into after the flight, wanting to ensure the rest of her trip was comfortable. She disposed of her pull-up in the included bin of her bathroom stall with a red face, washed her hands, and left the bathroom with a considerable pep in her step.
Even with her little incident on the plane, Hailey had made it to Ireland, and she was looking forward to her adventures! However, as Hailey made her way to passport control, she found herself fixated on a woman who had frozen in front of the women’s toilets with her legs extremely damp and a puddle around her feet. Hailey only allowed herself to pause for a moment, her face heating up in second-hand embarrassment for the woman who only appeared resigned to what had happened. Hailey continued on her way as quickly as possible, hoping she wouldn’t need to use her second pull-up on the way back home, but she would worry about that when the time came. For now, she had her adventures to go on. |
Story ordinal by @SadisticSoftie and I added/edited it.
Levi Ackerman sat on a tree stump with his legs crossed sipping his tea. He and his team were about to trap a titan and hopefully finish it once and for all but, it was taking longer then expected. They already been out there for a hour and it wasn’t looking to end soon. This wouldn’t be an issue at all but today Levi had to pee from all his tea he had. If he got up and went off to find a place to relive himself the titan may come and get away or worst, kill someone from his team. Levi knew he should stop drinking his tea or risk an embarrassing accident but Levi loved his tea.
So he stayed there continuing to drink his tea and trying to not squirm. Levi sat there with crossed legs, swinging his foot hoping he could hold it till the titan was done with. He hoped the titan would hurry so he could kill it and relieve himself already but it still didn’t come. Levi started to worry he would have an embarrassing accident, his white pants and white briefs would for sure show his accident well and pool in his knee high brown boots making his legs swim in his own piss. He had to make it to the end.
After another hour Levi’s need to pee had increased by a ton. The tea he was drinking was going straight to his bladder and seemed to filled it within minutes and still was filling it. Levi started to consider just getting up and finding a place real quick to relieve himself but as he was thinking of that thumping was heard in the distance as well as the ground started to vibrate. The titan was coming and while Levi had to get up it wasn’t to relieve himself, but to prepare to fight.
Levi slowly uncrossed his legs and stood up. Looking around at his team he yelled at them to get into battle positions and bee see ready too to fight. Levi struggle to keep a straight face and get into position himself and not do a “potty dance” instead. He thought he was good and in position till someone asked him if he was okay. Levi then realized he was hoping foot to foot in place without even realizing it. Levi made himself stop and place on foot in front of the other and barked back he was fine. No sooner then that a figure appeared out of the trees. The titan was there.
He kept his eyes locked on the figure towering over them, sweat dripping down the sides of his face from his efforts to hold his urine. To his annoyance, he’d have to wait to wipe it off now. There were far more important things to deal with right now, but focus on the task at hand was already starting to wavering. Today, waiting was something Levi already done a lot of so he would just have to get use to it. His straining bladder certainly made him feel like this was the case. Levi had ignored the feeling for hours, however, in favor of the safety of the others. In retrospect, it was his own fault he was in this predicament. He huffed.
The titan approached and Levi refocused on his target. He yelled for his team to attack and he jumped into battle. Using his gear he started to spin up the titans arm slashing away at its skin with his two swords while his team distract it. Eventually so much damage was done the titan couldn’t defend itself and Levi went in for the final below.
The sudden feeling of his lower belly pressing harder against his belt made him pause briefly. This was a bad position to be in. Moving this way, the constant pressure was now requiring attention at nearly all times. The small muscles were holding back an obscene amount of urine by now. He considered the very probable outcome of the situation he hot himself in and shuddered internally, dissatisfied with the mere idea of soiling himself, nevermind doing so in front of all the watching eyes of his team and peers. Levi wish he could hold himself but his team would for sure see and he couldn’t let that happen. He shook the thought from his head as he leapt back into action, delivering a quick finishing blow.
As his feet hit the ground and the battle was finalized, he felt his body relax, the threat of death no longer imminent, but soon refocused on his need as a wave of desperation hit him. He tensed, not moving from his spot as the panic set in. Levi gritted his teeth and having no choice this time, Levi held himself. At this rate, he’d be unable to walk without at least leaking. He didn’t dare make eye contact with anyone, the world around him all but disappearing as he tried to come up with anything to remedy the situation. Breath growing uncontrollably heavy, he found himself bending over to discreetly reach his hand in his pants and briefs and hold himself while his free hand brushed blood and sweat from his face.
His tremendous efforts were useless against his tired body. The small muscles holding his urine gave out, and, despite his grip, urine began to gush though his fingers and into the white fabric of his briefs and pants. The flow was similar to that of a garden hose soaking his briefs and pants till they were more yellow than white. Levi removed his hand as hot pee began to flow through his clothing as if it weren’t even there to block its path and ran down his legs and filled his brown boots till they became min hot tubes. Pee also ran down the outside of his brown boots leaving obviously darker brown pee drips down them and causing a pee puddle at his feet.
The fabric, damp, see though, and sticking to his skin, was gravely uncomfortable. He wanted to rid of it as soon as possible, but he couldn’t. Not here. Not with the others watching, growing closer. He gulped, feeling a slight queasiness wash over him, and continued his efforts to remain stone-faced. As the urine continued to drip and flood down his front, he dropped to a one-legged kneel, trying to hide the shameful sight from view.
Levi felt his heart racing. He could see no way out of this scenario. Keeping his head down and his eyes locked to the ground, he listened to the footsteps growing nearer as his urine died down to a drip. He was deaf to the words being spoken to him. Lost in the fear of his soon-to-be embarrassment. The foul smell of urine and the cooling of his drenched and clinging clothing clouded his thoughts. He felt a hand rest cautiously on his shoulder as he fought the strangest urge to cry. It was too late to say anything. There was nothing he could do to hide it. His accident was now know by everyone and they all could now see his tighty whities. It was all over now and the embarrassment set in. |
Tighnari needs to piss. It's so pressing its nearly all he can think about. He needs to piss now.
The thing is… is that he doesn't want to piss.
He pauses his inspection of a local flowering fern to readjust his sash -pulling it tighter to press against his bladder- and to reiterate that there are just one or two more flora to make notes on.
If Tighnari sits for a few minutes, contorted like a pretzel and holding back whimpers, no one has to know. His fingers are still slick from trying to stop the leak which did not happen and he ignores how he has yet to uncurl, experimentally wiggling his hips to savor the wet friction against his cock.
He rubs the area just above it, fingers barely grazing the base because grabbing and squeezing will lead to getting distracted and playing with himself. Steeling himself against the onslaught of urgency, he digs the pads of his fingers into his stomach to prolong it.
Against his will a trickle of piss escapes. It tingled wherever it travels and is followed by a gush that has Tighnari's tail between his legs. The heels of his hands provide further help in pressing his dick with enough force to stop the flow.
And he can't dribble. It's late enough so there's no one on this specific trail now but there's still some foot traffic. It's unlikely that someone would link a small puddle they may not even notice to him. Still, he doesn't want to take the chance.
The next area he wants to check on is off the beaten trail and that solves that issue.
Getting there involves more of a waddle-hop than a walk with a few pauses to squirm disguised at looking at the foilage. The next plant he wants to check is quite a rare species, and he’s been tracking them to figure out what caused the recent decline in local population (it’s always the withering).
He lowers himself to his hands and knees to smell the small bundles of lily-like bouquets in front of them.
The wind picks up, trees brushing above and cooling the wetness clinging to his inner thigh. He shudders and shunts forward, the gravelly grass digging into his cheek. A wave of warmth encompasses the cool spot and glides down his thighs. He barely catches himself in time before it trickled onto the ground.
He wastes no time in standing up with a bit too much bounce and looking about to scout for people- plants- the next plant.
At least there’s nobody around to witness his desperation. He can piss, but not yet.
He rubs his thighs, clenching as his bladder didn’t want to register the ‘not yet’. There’s a high chance that he leaked again, his pants feel more waterlogged than they did a few seconds ago.
Against his will, his hand tries to venture to the waist band of his pants- and he lets them for a second, grabbing at his cock to give him a few seconds of relief- but then it starts to feel too good and he starts stroking and rubbing and-
He still has more plants to look at.
Glancing at his notebook to both steel himself and to remind him what to look for - an interesting type of vine that used wind as its primary germination method- leading to lots of cotton ball puffs floating past and glowing in the twilight. During their blooming months they made the forest serene and recently he's contemplated cultivating specific strains of differing colours. They favoured trees and are easily spotted by the large clumps of pastel seeds spilling out from between the junction of tree branches.
It didn’t take him long to find a patch, but by now he was absolutely writhing on the spot, trying to get some sort of relief.
He stares up at it. This one is growing rather high. A quick glance around to look for any lower growing clumps - and those he can see are too far away to conceivably walk in the condition he’s in.
His bladder drops at the harsh reminder - the thinly veiled distraction of the plant before him shattered- and he drops his notebook in favour of grabbing his cock and squeezing. Not that it helps much but it helps him mentally get ahold of himself. He still has a job to do.
He inches over and wipes his hands dry on his hips, grabbing the notebook that he’d dropped in his earlier desperation.
Now that his mind is gathered he can take notes on the plant in front of him. His finger prods at the seeds. They're very soft, just like cotton. Can be used as a source for making textiles? The seeds are certainly soft and clumpy enough. And whatever fabric these can make should be soft and absorbent.
Tighnari really needs to piss. While not as full as he was a few minutes ago his desperation has only increased.
It would feel euphoric to let himself go into his hypothetical fabric. Not even everything. Just a spurt or two to test it out. Would it absorb his piss quickly or would it linger against his head as it idly soaked in?
Loosening his control ever-so-gently, Tighnari lets a spurt out, just enough to feel it against his crotch. Mmm it feels good. He slowly increases the force, and relaxes, listening to it gush.
But - and he goes straight back to grabbing his crotch - there are still notes to be made. Bouncing on his toes and grinding his thighs he inspects the plant.
Without thinking he grabs his pencil from his pocket and begins to scribble. When he’s just about finished his observations he is drawn back to his body with a shiver and a gasping breath.
Piss bursts out of him and floods his pants, falling to the ground with the steady pattering that's unique to rainforest storms. He nibbles on his lower lip and glares at his crotch - fuck, his stream is so strong he can just about see it coming through his pants.
He drops into a crouch, the sudden movement enough to shock his system into stopping and he takes advantage of that. Jamming his hands against his cock he fights to hold it back.
It’s a losing battle though.
He shifts into a squat, hands clutching his knees for balance.
Piss streams out, his legs wide enough for the piss to spurt away from his body, striking a dark line into the dirt below him. Clenching his muscles, he manages to slow to a dribble, but not a complete stop.
Barely a moment later a second spurt overwhelms him and gushes out. Tears fill Tighnari's vision and his ears lay flat against his head, coincidentally honing in on the sounds of himself losing control.
Grunting he tries again and his body betrays him by not even stopping his piss slightly.
Drooping over, he breathes deeply, trying to catch his breath. Each time he breaths in he pitches forward slightly, hunting after friction against himself. Now that his first need is going another is taking its place.
He resigns himself to no touching and shuffles over to the nearest tree. Lapse under control, he’s going to continue with his work.
Leaning against it and using his semi-drawn up knees as a table he continues his farce of writing notes.
Even after all that pissing he feels so full. And every time he shifts even slightly, its like an equivalent amount of piss gets forced out. Pushing the edge of his nokebook against his bladder he gasps as the torrent starts anew.
This time he knows there really is no stopping it. And he can work while he pisses anyways - that’s practicality at its finest. Using all his willpower he at least calms down the flow until it tickles his head, along with his balls and ass as it drips down.
At some point he grabs himself again, with enough force and intention to stem the flow. Right now he feels so on edge, the need to piss rises up again, sheer desperation just from being denied the right to finish emptying himself.
It’s overwhelming and his breath shudders. He presses the heel of his hand into his bladder sharply and whines at how needy he feels. For hours he’s felt restless and it’s being bubbling within him, begging for release. Stroking himself, he continues to jab his own bladder every now and then.
He can’t take it anymore- it’s too much- he needs release and he needs it now- he loosens his grip for a few seconds and the sheer relief is delectable. Without even realizing he’d been building up to it, he’s coming as well and he’s barely even touched himself.
For a good few minutes he has to lean with his back head against the tree, focusing on his breathing, the forest, and himself still pissing. Even with the stream tapering off he’s antsy - it won’t be soon until he’s full again.
In the meantime he refocuses on his notebook and continues to write notes down.
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This was inspired by one of my animations and my power being out 🙂 |
Preface: This is part two of the AI assisted story. The AI used is NovelAI (default settings) while on a free trial.
She lies back against the seat, spreading her legs.
Callie laughs and closes her eyes.
"Sure thing, baby cousin," she says. "If you want me to, that is."
Marie opens her eyes and watches as Callie lifts her ass.
"Are you ready?" Callie asks.
Marie nods.
"Yes," she answers. "Pee in my mouth!"
Callie lets go of her pee straight into Marie's open mouth.
Marie closes her eyes and swallows Callie's warm pee. She loves the taste of her own pee mixed with Callie's pee.
"Oh, yeah," Callie says. "That's so hot!"
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"Thank you, Callie," she says. "That was delicious."
"You're welcome, sweetie," Callie replies.
Marie gets dressed and goes downstairs.
She begins to heat up, lusting to rub her virgin pussy.
Marie looks over to the corner of the counter and starts rubbing her diapered quim against the edge. She closes her eyes and moans softly.
"Oh, yes," she says. "This feels so nice!"
She continues rubbing her pussy against the counter, feeling the wetness between her thighs.
"I can't stop thinking about being a baby girl," Marie says. "I want to be a little baby forever!"
"You've been thinking a lot about it lately, huh?" Callie says.
Marie blushes and looks away.
"Yeah," she replies. "I keep daydreaming about being a baby all the time."
Callie walks over to Marie and kisses her on the cheek.
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself," Callie says. "I know how much you love peeing in your diaper. It makes me super horny when I watch you do it."
Marie smiles, feeling herself get wetter.
"I bet you would look really sexy as a baby girl," Callie adds. "Would you like to try it?"
Marie looks down and sees that her diaper is soaking wet. The moisture in her crotch is visible through the white cloth.
"I think I'd like that very much," Marie says.
"Me too," Callie says. "But first things first. We need to change your nappy."
Marie nods and follows Callie upstairs to the bedroom.
"Sit down and hold your legs up," Callie tells her.
Marie obeys, spreading her legs and folding them under her knees.
Callie opens the drawer next to the bed and takes out the nappies.
"Today we're using these," she says. "They're made of special material to absorb everything."
Marie nods and takes one of the diapers.
"I'll put this on you while you lie down," Callie says.
Marie lays down on the bed, spreading her legs.
Callie sits down on the edge of the bed and places the diaper underneath Marie.
"Pull your legs together, okay?" Callie asks.
Marie does what she is told and Callie tapes the sides of the diaper around her crotch.
"Now lift your bottom up," Callie says. "I need to tape the tail behind your buns."
Marie complies and Callie tucks the diaper tight, ensuring there won't be any leaks.
"Okay, now I need to put on your dress," Callie says.
"Do you want me to wear panties or not?" Marie asks.
Callie smiles and nods.
"Of course."
Marie climbs off the bed and takes Callie's hand. She leads her upstairs to her room.
"Now, close your eyes," Callie tells her. "I'm going to get you ready."
Marie closes her eyes and stops walking.
She hears Callie remove her dress, leaving her in just her diapers.
"Can I turn around now?" Marie asks.
Callie nods and Marie turns around.
Callie reaches for the drawers.
"I brought these," she says. "For you."
Marie blushes as Callie pulls out a pair of green panties.
"Wear those," Callie says.
Marie undoes her dress and takes off her bra. She feels comfortable without a bra, since she's got small boobs.
She slips on the panties and looks at Callie.
"Is this okay?" she asks.
Callie nods.
"That will be perfect," she says. "I love how innocent they look on you."
Marie smiles and returns to her room, picking up the rest of her outfit.
While she's putting on her socks, Callie comes into the room. She sees Marie standing in front of the mirror.
"Wow," she says. "You look really cute!"
Marie smiles and looks at herself in the mirror.
The black dress fits her perfectly. Her nappy covers her whole butt and her nappy tails hang low down her back.
"It's so soft," Callie says. "Like you're wearing nothing at all."
Marie smiles.
"I feel so free and comfortable," she says. "I love being a baby girl."
Callie smiles and wraps Marie in a hug.
"So do I," she says. "You're so beautiful. I wish you could stay like this forever."
Marie hugs Callie back.
"I thought you were going to make me wear pants," she says. "I wanted to be a baby girl."
Callie laughs.
"I said I was going to dress you up like a little girl, didn't I?" she replies. "And I meant it."
She runs her fingers through Marie's hair.
"I think you look adorable," she says. "If you want to be a baby girl, then you can be one."
Marie smiles and hugs Callie.
"Thank you," she says.
Callie kisses her forehead.
"I have to get ready, now," she says. "We're going to meet some friends of mine. Maybe you'll like them?"
Marie nods.
"I think I will," she replies.
Callie kisses her again and leaves the room.
Marie stands in front of the mirror for a moment, admiring her new look, before taking a deep breath and heading downstairs.
Marie feels her bladder tingling and tugs on Callie's shirt.
"Um..." Marie says nervously. "I need to go pee pee."
"Go in your diaper," Callie says cheerfully. "There's no problem with that."
She pulls off her panties and pees into her diaper.
"Wow," she says. "I'm so glad you feel more comfortable wearing a diaper than you did before."
Marie giggles.
"Yeah," she says. "It feels better."
Callie smiles and takes her by the hand.
Marie's white nappy turns a bright yellow from all the pee.
Callie lightly touches the nappy and pee starts leaking from the sides, down Marie's socks.
"There, see?" Callie says. "It works great!"
"Well, not in the way I had hoped it would," Marie replies.
Callie chuckles.
"Come on," she says. "Let's go meet our friends."
Callie leads Marie outside and Marie follows. |
"What a nice day!" Cream said as she skipped around happily. With her mother, Vanilla the Rabbit and her Chao friend Cheese not too far behind. the two entered the train and sat down. Their current destination? Station Square.
Vanilla looked around and smiled at her daughter. She looked out of the window and relaxed. She always enjoyed peaceful moments like this. When you had a mad scientist constantly attacking your home, you learned to enjoy the moments of peace a lot more. There wasn't much in the train that could distract her. And when there's nothing to distract you, you tend to focus on more important matters.
...Like the mild pressure in her bladder.
The walk from their house to the train was about 10-15 minutes and Vanilla had neglected to make a pit stop before leaving. But then again, was it something she needed to do? The pressure she was feeling right now wasn't bad. She noticed it when she stood still, but she could easily ignore it for now.
"Next stop: Station Square!"
The train had come to a stop and the two rabbits and their Chao had stepped out. The two began walking around until they soon found the super market.
"Alright,Honey! You have the list right?" Vanilla asked.
"Yup! I have it right here!" Cream said with a smile. The two then began wandering around, going down the list and grabbing all the food and items they needed.
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"In other more urgent news: Many Chao have recently begun to disappear. The Local Chao Garden had recently been ransacked and there have been many reports of witnesses losing their Chao companions over night. If you happen to have a Chao as your friend, Please keep a close eye on them."
"Oh my. Looks like things are back to being chaotic." Vanilla said as took a sip of her soda. Cream was enjoying herself a cup of Soda too and Cheese was munching on a Cheese Burger.
"You think they might come for Cheese or Chocola next?" Cream asked.
"I....Don't worry about it sweetie." Vanilla said as she threw away her now empty cup. The two then began walking back to the train station. Vanilla looked around. The need to pee was getting stronger now and there were no shops that had any toilets in them.
But they were done with their shopping for now, So Vanilla wasn't worried. They just had to head home now and then she'd be free to use the toilet. They arrived at the train station and sat down to wait for the train.
After a few minutes the train arrived and after a few stops, they were back on the same path they used to get to the station. After a bit of long walk, they arrived back at their home.
"Alright, mom! I'm going to visit Mr. Sonic!" Cream said as she handed a bag filled with the groceries they bought.
"Okay honey! Have fun and be careful out there. Be sure to be back before dinner!" Vanilla said. her daughter ran off and waved at her mother, with Cheese flying right behind her.
Vanilla knocked on the door and after a few seconds, The door was opened by Chocola the Chao. Vanilla entered the house and made her way towards the kitchen. She placed down the ingredients and was about to get to work when she felt a strong pang in her bladder.
"My. Those sodas really go through you." She thought as she instinctively crossed her legs. She looked in the hallway of her house and saw the door to the bathroom.
"i'll just take care of it real quick..." Vanilla said as she made her way to the bathroom. But just as she was about to open the door.
*CRASH*
"HUH?! What was that?" Vanilla said turned around and ran towards the door of the house. Her eyes widened when she saw who was standing in front of her door. A giant mech shaped like someone she was all-too familiar with. The diabolical Doctor Eggman.
"Hohohohohohoho! Nice to see you again! I'm sure you remember me? Dr. Eggman?" Eggman said with a wicked smile. Chocola heard the voice and quickly hid under a table.
"W-What do you want with me?"
"Oh,I'm not here for you. I'm just gonna need you to hand over your Chao!" Dr. Eggman said.
Vanilla looked around worried. Cream and Cheese were gonna. But chocola was still there.
"They're not here. They left a while ago." Vanilla said.
"Is that so? I guess we'll have to get them to come back to you then,huh?" Eggman said. He then pointed at her and some flying badniks flew after her. Vanilla tried to run away. As she ran, the pressure of her bladder began to creep back in until she was grabbed by one of the flying badniks.
The badnik flew towards Dr. Eggman and the good doctor smiled.
"Hehehehe...Looks like history repeats itself."
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A pair of eggpawns escorted vanilla towards an open cell and then pushed her inside. Vanilla stumbled and nearly tripped, but she managed to stop herself and once she had regained her balance, she crossed her legs.
The eggpawns closed the cell and Vanilla was now left on her own. Vanilla let out a sigh. Things were looking very grim. She had failed to protect the Chao and Cream was still away from her. But Vanilla tried to stay optimistic. Cream had shown that despite her young age, she is very much capable of defending herself. And she has sonic by her side. So she should be safe.
With a little bit of hope, Vanilla tried to smile. But that hope was immediately replaced by worry as her bladder once again pressured her. She crossed her legs tighter and began pacing around the cell. There was nothing that could be done now, She just had to stay there and hope that help would come her way soon.
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"Ohh...." Vanilla moaned. She pacing had stopped and she was now standing in one spot. She was shifting her weight from one foot to the other and her hips were shaking in a pretty wide arc. It felt like hours had passed since she had been placed inside this cage. Though, she couldn't confirm if that WAS the case due to not having a watch. But with no distractions inside this cell and with her bladder now aching even more, it felt like time was moving even slower.
"Please...someone, come save me." Vanilla moaned. Continuing to dance on the spot. With each minute that passed,She felt more and more like she wasn't gonna make it to a proper bathroom. Relieving herself in the cell wasn't an option either. There was no toilet, not even something to pee in like a bucket. She was just stuck in an empty cell with a bladder nearing it's limit. And with her hands tied up,Peeing on the ground wasn't really that could be done without her wetting herself. And yet at this rate, it seemed like she was gonna do that whether she wanted to or not if something didn't come to rescue her.
Eventually,her cell opened. and for a brief moment,she began to feel hope. That hope was quickly replaced with worry when she saw who entered the cage. It wasn't Sonic or Cream. It was two of Eggman's robots. Orbot and Cubot to be more precise.
"*Ahem* Miss Vanilla? We've been instructed by doctor eggman to bring you to him." Orbot said as he floated behind her and began pushing her out of the cage.
"What are you planning to do with me?" Vanilla asked.
"We don't know. The boss simply said "That blasted hedgehog has broken into the base! Bring the captor to me!" Cubot replied.
"I don't think she was supposed to know that." Orbot said with his eyes lids lowered. He sighed and continued pushing vanilla forward. Vanilla gritted her teeth, something that did not go unnoticed by Orbot.
"I understand that those cuffs must be uncomfortable, but unfortunately we're not allowed to remove them until we reach eggman." Orbot said as he and Cubot entered a lift. The silence in the lift was incredibily uncomfortable. With it only being broken by the faint sound of the elevator going upwards. Vanilla kept shifting her legs around while taking deep breaths to try and ease the pressure.
"Man,she is very anxious." Orbot said.
"Wouldn't you be if you had to confront the boss?" Cubot asked.
"Well,he IS pretty scary when mad." Orbot replied. Vanilla for the most part tuned out the conversation until the lift opened. The two robots guided the rabbit out of the elevator until they heard a faint crashing noise in the background.
"Huh? Where is that noise coming from?" Orbot asked. With Vanilla and Orbot looking around just as confused. Suddenly,the roof collapsed and when the dust cleared,both Sonic and Cream were there.
"Mom!" Cream yelled.
"Cream! Sonic!" Vanilla said. Almost instinctively running up to her daughter.
"Gah! How did he get here so quickly?!" Cubot asked.
".......Ummmm....."
"Oh,right. Dumb question." Cubot said. Suddenly,his face was covered by a very angry Chao. Cheese the Chao to be more precise.
"H-Hey! Get this thing off of me!" Cubot said while hovering and stumbling back,all while the small yet feisty Chao continued attacking the robot. Orbot ran up to his partner to help him and Cream used this opportunity to help her mother break free from the cuffs.
"Honey! I'm so glad you're here!" Vanilla said.
"You weren't home when i returned. And i found out from Chocola that you were kidnapped. Me and Mr. Sonic rushed here as soon as possible!" Cream said.
"You two better try to find an exit. I'll go on and take the eggster down." Sonic said with a smirk.
"You can do it,Mr. Sonic!" Cream said. She grabbed her mom's hand and dragged her away. Cheese quickly got off Cubots face and followed his friend.
"Come on,mom! Let's go!"
"W-Wait! Honey! I- Ahh~!" Vanilla moaned as she used her now free hand to hold her bladder. A move that didn't seem to do much seeing as the movement was causing all the urine inside her to slosh around. The two entered the very lift the two robots used to bring Cream and began making their way to the exit.
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"Come on,mom! We should be very close to the exit." Cream said while still yanking her moms arm forward.
"Sweetie! Please! Ahh...Slow down or i'm gonna-Ahhh!" Vanilla crossed her legs and fell on her knees.
"M-Mom?!" Cream slowed down and let go of her mother. She crouched down to support her and looked at her with worry.
"Did Dr. Eggman hurt you?!" Cream asked.
"N-No sweetie. I uhh...I just-" Vanilla stuttered. She wanted to reveal right there and then that she had to go, while leaving out the fact that she leaked a little just now. But that attempt was quickly interrupted by a loud explosion.
Cream ran up and raised her hands in a protective manner while her mom looked at her with worry. The explosion cleared and Metal Sonic was standing there, glaring at the two rabbits and their Chao companion.
Vanilla got up, while Cream turned around and supported her. In a flash,Metal Sonic disappeared from view. Cream looked around in confusion and then quickly picked up her mother and jump.
"EEEP!"
Metal Sonic flew right below the pair while their were jumping. Cream landed and let go of her mom. Vanilla bent over and crossed her legs tightly. The sudden move that Cream did caught her off guard and she was using every ounce of her strength to keep herself from having an accident at that very moment.
Cream ran up to Metal Sonic and sent Cheese forward. The little Chao clung to Metal Sonic's face and the robotic copy hastily tried to shake him off. Cream used this opportunity to attack. Taking a page from Sonic, she spun around until the could perform a spin dash.
Meanwhile, Vanilla was standing there and watching. So many feelings were going through her mind right now. Pride that her daughter was able to fight back like this, fear that her daughter might get hurt.
"Ahhh!"
Or the worry that she might wet herself at this very moment. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other and looked around. Desperate to find anything that would make this fight end faster.
She jumped in surprise when Cheese slammed into the ground right in front of her. Seemingly having been thrown away by Metal Sonic. Vanilla picked him up and held him with one arm while the other was still between her legs. Her worries only increased when Cream was eventually grabbed by Metal Sonic.
"NOOOOO!"
Metal Sonic held her by the neck and opened his palms, seemingly about to strike her with his very sharp fingers.
Vanilla looked around and without thinking, ran towards the robot. Completely ignoring her bladders protest against her movements. She warped her arms around the Metallic Sonic.
And it seemed to work for a bit. Metal Sonic stopped dead in his tracks and looked at her in confusion before beginning to violently shake his body. Vanilla lost her grip and landed on her rear. She impact of the landing bringing the pressure back full force. She hastily crossed her legs and jammed her hand between them. Her eyes were sealed shut. But she opened them in time just to see Metal Sonic looming over her, about to strike.
Vanilla closed her eyes once more and braced herself for the attack. But once more, Cheese came to the rescue and clung to the robots face again. Metal Sonic lost his grip on Cream. She quickly ran up to her mother and picked her up bridal style.
"C'mon mom! We need to leave now!" Cream said as she ran away with her mother in tow. Cheese flew away from Metal Sonic and caught up to them soon. Cream continued to run while her mother was moaning in pain.
"Mom! Did he hurt you?!"
"No sweetie! Mom has to go the bathroom!" Vanilla moaned. Cream had a surprised look on her face, but the looked quickly changed to that of determination as she began picking up the pace. Cream may have not been Sonic fast, but she was still very much capable of running at incredible speeds.
Unfortunately, so was Metal Sonic. And it wasn't long before they heard the sound of his jet thrusters pushing forward. Cream looked behind her to see the robot tailing her. She ran as fast as she could but Metal Sonic was quickly closing the gap between the two until....
*Crash*
A golden glow burst through the wall and sent Metal Sonic flying across the hall. That golden glow turned out to be Super Sonic. He turned around and grabbed the two rabbits.
"Hold on tightly!" Sonic said as he began flying at the speed of his namesake. Vanilla was using on hand to hold on to him. Her free hand was still trying to stop the flood that was dangerously close to bursting out. She felt another spurt escape her, causing her to grit her teeth and blush.
"No! No! No! Not while he's holding me!" She thought.
"Vanilla?"
"Ahh! No! It's coming out! it's-"
"Mommy?"
"Huh?" Vanilla opened her eyes and looked around. They were standing at a cliffside near the ocean.
"Wait. What just-"
Sonic's body started glowing brighter until the emeralds flew out of his body and her was back to his regular form. A bunch of Flickies appeared behind and started chirping happily.
The sound was interrupted by a loud explosion. The group turned around and saw Eggman's Lab explode in the distance.
"We did it,Mr. Sonic! We saved the animals and mom once more!" Cream cheered. She turned to her mom and hugged.
"I'm so glad you're safe mom."
"Hehe...I'm happy to see you're safe to sweetheart." Vanilla said with a smile. "I'm so proud of y-aaaaaah!" She crossed her legs and bent down.
"Huh? Is everything alright, miss?" Sonic asked, slowly moving closer towards her and looking at her with concern.
"P-Please excuse me!" Vanilla said as she ran off at a speed that seemed to be close to what Cream was able to achieve.
"Wait, where is she-" Sonic was about to follow her until Cream stopped him.
"Umm...M-Mr. Sonic?" Cream said with a nervous expression.
Meanwhile, Vanilla looked around while huffing and puffing. Sweat was rolling down her forehead as she looked for somewhere to hide behind. Unfortunately, there was nothing to hid in besides the grass barely reached below her knees. She looked around and gritted her teeth. She had gotten reasonably far away from Sonic and Cream. And there didn't seem to be anyone around. She knew that in this position she was at risk of someone seeing her, but she was so close to her limit now that she didn't seem to care about that possibility.
She lifted her dress up and draped it in front of her, while sliding down her panties. She crouched down and looked around one more time. Hoping the grass could at the very least cover her now-exposed rear. Her tail seemed to stick out a little, but there was nothing that Vanilla could do about that, because at that very moment.
"Ooooooooooooh~" Vanilla hastily covered her mouth as a strong stream of pee gushed out of her privates and splattered against the grass below. She steadied her breathing and let out another moan. A moan that was somewhat muffled by her hands, but could still heard if one where to stand near her. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, relishing in the feeling of relief as her bladder expelled all of the pent up urine she had been holding.
Her moment of relaxation was interrupted by the sound of chirping. She turned around to see a Flickie hovering behind her.
"Please don't look! Forgive me. But i couldn't hold it anymore..." Vanilla said as she covered her face with her free hand. Her stream soon came to a stop and vanilla shook her body up and down in order to let any droplets fall. She didn't have anything to wipe with out here. But given the state of her panties, it seemed like it wouldn't have mattered anyway. She stood up, pulled up her panties, tried to ignore how uncomfortable the wet patch was and returned to her daughter and Sonic.
"Umm...Sorry about that. I just..." Vanilla said.
"Had to pee like a racehorse?" Sonic said rather bluntly. Causing Vanilla to blush.
"Cream told me everything. And could see you crouching down in the grass over there." Sonic said. Vanilla covered her face.
"I'm sorry." Vanilla said.
"What are you apologizing for? You really had to go right? When nature calls,you gotta answer right?" Sonic replied.
"R-Right." Vanilla said.
"Besides, i'm sure several of these animals have done their business around here." Sonic said as he looked at the animals he had saved. Some of them just looked away and whistled.
"I suppose so..." Vanilla said. She let out a sigh and hugged her daughter.
"Putting all of that aside. I'm happy to see you two are safe."
"I'm happy to see you safe too, mom." Cream said while hugging her mother back.
"Aww, that sweet." Sonic said with a grin.
"Now then. I still have to prepare dinner. Would you like to help out?" Vanilla asked.
"Sure! Can Mr. Sonic some along?" Cream said.
"Of course. It's the least i can after he saved." Vanilla asked.
"You wouldn't happen to be cooking Chili Dogs tonight, would you?" Sonic asked.
"Well, we can add that on the side." Vanilla said with the smile. With that, the trio began walking back to Creams home. The animals they saved following them happily.
This is a story i've had sitting in the back burner for at least 5 months and only now decided to complete. I already knew how i wanted everything in Eggman's base to play out. What happens before that is where i struggled to come up with ideas for the longest time.
But anyways,i hope you guys enjoyed that.
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Stranded
Jess reclined back in her deck chair, taking in the sun and the peaceful sounds of the woods around her. It was just after 1 in the afternoon and the weather was warm, unseasonably warm for early September, not that she minded.
Jess and her friends had rented out a cabin in the woods for the weekend. The idea was to have one last carefree trip of the summer before school and work commitments pulled everyone in different directions.
Right now, Jess was waiting for her companions to wake up and get ready for the day. They were not morning people like she was. Jess took advantage of that time to take a walk through the woods and enjoy the peace and quiet away from the city. Jess idly sipped from her water bottle as she waited.
After a few minutes, one of Jess’s friends, Aaron, burst out of the cabin with a large cooler in his arms.
“Ready to set sail?” He asked.
“I’ve been ready all morning, just waiting for you guys.” Jess responded as she stood up.
The two headed down the steep hill toward the dock where the afternoon’s activity awaited. The cabin overlooked a large lake. Included in their rental was a small motorboat for guests to use. The plan was to spend a few hours on the lake with some drinks and take in the sights.
Jess wasn’t exactly impressed when she got to the water. The boat wasn’t the newest or most flashy bit of machinery. The paint was chipped in a lot of places, some of the seats were torn, and it had some dents near the driver’s seat. Still, it had enough room for all four of them and a canopy to keep them out of the sun. As long as it could start, the appearance didn’t matter.
Jess stepped uneasily into the boat as it rocked against the gentle waves of the lake. As soon as she found her footing, the whole boat shook and the cooler impacted against the deck with a loud “thud!”
“Aaron!” Jess shouted, “You nearly knocked me overboard.”
“Oh, no, how tragic.” Aaron mocked as he lowered himself into the boat, “Little miss lifeguard might have to swim.”
“It’s not the same!” Jess responded, “This isn’t a pool. You’ve got no idea what kind of stuff might be in this lake.”
“Oh, yeah, there might be sea monsters.” Aaron joked.
“Shut up, you know what I meant.” Jess laughed, playfully splashing some water out of her bottle onto Aaron’s face.
“Hey, don’t make me separate you two!” Mike called out as he approached the boat, a box full of snacks in tow.
“You guys got everything?” He asked as Jess helped lower the box into the boat.
Jess quickly checked her pockets to make sure she had her phone and keys. She checked her water bottle, it was a little over halfway full. The sloshing water reminded her of something…
Before Jess could say anything, she heard Mike shouting back toward the cabin, “Come on, Marie! We’re almost ready.”
“Sorry!” The girl called back as she scampered through the back door.
“What took you?” Aaron asked as Marie gingerly lowered herself into the boat.
“I wanted to make one last pit stop before our afternoon booze cruise.”
Jess nodded. Maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to go to the bathroom before going out on the water, but everyone was already here. It would be rude to make them wait even longer. Besides, she didn’t have to pee that badly.
“Everyone ready?” Mike asked, taking his spot at the captain’s seat.
The group cheered in response.
The motor sputtered a few times as Mike tried to get things going. On his third attempt, it managed to chug to life. With that, they were off, gliding over the surface of the lake.
It wasn’t long before they cracked open the cooler and started in on the drinks.
After a few laps around the lake, Mike found a spot with a nice view and calm waters and coasted to a stop. He cut the engine and turned his seat around to join the group. He took a huge gulp of his beer, seemingly trying to catch up with everyone else, who were each a full bottle down by this point.
For a while, the group sat there and relaxed, chatted, and enjoyed the occasional wildlife that would scamper along the shore or jump out of the water.
Jess continued to intersperse her hard cider with large drinks from her water bottle. She had learned from her college friends that proper hydration while drinking was essential.
Two hours and two more hard ciders later, the snacks were gone and the cooler was nearly empty. The once pleasant heat was starting to become uncomfortable and the conversation was dying down.
“We about ready to move this party somewhere else?” Mike asked.
“Yes!” Jess shouted, much louder than she had intended.
While the boredom and heat was certainly a factor, Jess had a much more pressing reason to return to shore. She needed to pee. Badly. It wasn’t a full blown emergency just yet, but it had gotten to the point where she was having trouble thinking about anything else.
Thankfully, the others didn’t seem to notice Jess’s outburst. They also agreed that it was time to get back to solid ground.
Mike tried to start the engine. It sputtered a couple times, then went completely silent. He let out a frustrated grunt as he turned the key again to no response.
“Let me check it out.” Aaron said, climbing to the back of the boat. Jess had no idea if he knew what he was doing, but she really hoped so.
She heard some clicks and clanging, then suddenly…
BOOM!
Jess jolted forward in her seat. Her thighs tightened together to prevent a startled leak from coming out.
Everyone looked back to see Aaron standing next to the now smoking engine.
“What the hell did you do?” Mike asked.
“I just tried what the old man told us to do. I pulled the cord, and it just… broke.”
“Ok. So now what do we do?” Marie asked.
“We could swim to shore.” Aaron suggested.
“Not a chance!” Jess responded, “Especially not in this outfit.” She added, gesturing to her shorts and loose t-shirt.
“We can’t just leave the boat out here.” Marie said, “Besides, we’d need to find a way to get all our stuff to shore.”
“Fair point.” Aaron conceded, slumping into his seat.
Mike looked around the boat, “Doesn’t look like there are any paddles, either.”
Jess felt panic begin to set in. They were stuck, and there was no telling how long it would take for them to get unstuck. She could still hold it for a little longer, but definitely not all day. Even worse, with them being in the middle of the water like this, there weren’t any other options. She either had to wait for rescue or pee herself.
“Oh!” Mike perked up, “I have Mr. Atkins’s number. I’ll give him a call. He’s got to have something for times like this.”
“But if he thinks we broke the boat, we might lose our security deposit!” Aaron whined.
“Well, it’s that or hope the current eventually runs us aground. Which at this rate…” Mike glanced at the calm waters, “Might be some time next year.”
Jess let out a whimper. She didn’t want to lose her security deposit, but she also didn’t want to lose her pants.
“Yeah, let’s do it.” She said.
Mike stood at the front of the boat and took out his phone. After a couple seconds, he started talking to someone. That alone made Jess feel reassured. She didn’t want to think what might happen if they couldn’t get in touch with the owner.
While they waited, Marie pulled out the last two ciders from the cooler. She opened one herself and offered the other to Jess.
Jess took it without thinking, but paused before taking a sip. Was it really a good idea to add even more fluids to her system right now?
Marie tilted her head toward Jess. “You alright?” She asked.
Jess shook herself out of her daze. “Yeah, fine. Just… nervous, is all.” She concluded, taking a small drink from the bottle.
“Good. I didn’t want you getting seasick on us.”
The thought hadn’t even occurred to Jess. She was too busy trying to hold something else back. It was good to know nobody had picked up on her real dilemma.
After a few minutes, Mike hung up and addressed the group.
“Alright, so the good news is this won’t affect our security deposit. I guess the motor was going for a while, and Mr. Atkins thinks the last group might have done something to it.”
Everyone gave a sigh of relief.
“What’s the bad news?” Jess asked, nervously.
“...It’s going to be at least an hour before Mr. Atkins gets here to tow us to shore.”
Jess let out an involuntary squeak and curled up in her seat. Another hour? That was really going to push her limits.
Knowing rescue was so far away caused Jess’s desperation to spike. She was already in a tough spot, and there were still more drinks working their way through her system.
Jess looked around and saw Aaron checking the empty cooler.
“No more booze. That’s rough.” He said, throwing up his hands.
Jess looked at the drink in her hand. She had drunk less than a third of it, and even that seemed too much.
She shakily offered it to Aaron, “I don’t think I’m going to finish this. You can have it.”
“Cool, thanks.” He responded, readily grabbing the bottle from her hand.
At least that was one less problem Jess had to deal with.
Minutes passed as the group sat in relative silence. The rocking of the boat wasn’t helping Jess any more than the alcohol. The constant tipping and turning kept stirring around the lake within, slamming it up against the walls of her bladder. She tried to stabilize herself by planting both hands at her side, tightly gripping the bench, but it was small comfort at this point. That’s not even mentioning the constant sound of the gentle waves lapping against the boat.
Without realizing, Jess began to bounce her legs furiously against the deck.
“You good, Jess?” Mike asked.
The sound of her name caused Jess to jump. Her body stiffened as her bladder tried to take advantage of the distraction. Flexing her thighs together, Jess managed to stop the pee just short of coming out, but she wasn’t sure how much longer it would stay that way.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Jess lied, her voice quivering.
“You know,” Aaron cut in, “if you have to pee, you could always go over the side of the boat…”
“Classy.” Marie said, dryly, glaring in his direction.
For a split second, Jess considered it. It would be disgusting. She would have to expose herself in front of her closest friends. But it would feel really good. She wouldn’t have to worry about holding it in until help arrived.
A slightly larger wave caused the boat to tip and made Jess lose balance in her seat. As she caught herself on the bench, she came back to her senses.
“First of all, gross.” Jess answered, trying her hardest to appear composed, “Second, I don’t think that would even work… Third, I said I’m fine.”
Jess crossed her arms for emphasis. At the same time, she crossed her legs, trying to make her holding efforts more subtle.
“Alright, just saying.” Aaron muttered.
Jess waited in that pose for a few moments, until her friends turned their attention elsewhere. Once they did, she switched her legs and clasped her hands over her knee, pulling back to discreetly add more pressure.
The other three started talking, but Jess remained in her own world. She couldn’t follow the conversation, she couldn’t watch the forest, she couldn’t do anything other than think about running off toward the cabin. She fantasized about dashing inside and seeing that tantalizing porcelain…
Jess shivered. She sat bolt upright and shuffled her legs again. That was close! She couldn’t afford to lose focus like that.
Jess quickly scanned the floor of the boat, trying to find something to distract herself. Her eyes fell on the cooler…
Sure, it was mostly filled with ice and water, but there weren’t any drinks left in it. It was pretty big. Maybe she could…
Jess shook her head. She couldn’t do that. It was even worse than trying to pee over the side of the boat. No, she just had to wait.
With any hopes of immediate relief dashed, the dull pain in Jess’s abdomen continued to grow. She leaned forward and lifted her legs onto the bench. This curled up position relieved some of the strain on her thighs. Now, if only she could relieve the muscles just above them.
Jess barely noticed Marie scoot up next to her.
“Are you sure you’re ok?” Marie whispered.
“Yeah, I’m just… restless.” Jess lied through clenched teeth. “I just… really want to get back to solid ground already.”
“It’s ok.” Marie said, sympathetically, “Mr. Atkins should be here any minute now.”
Marie gently patted Jess on the back. Even those minor impacts sent shockwaves through Jess’s body. The hits traveled through her kidneys and down to her bladder, upsetting the very delicate balance she was trying to maintain.
Jess slid her arms underneath her legs and to the top of her thighs, pressing her fists into her crotch. Dignity was out the window at this point. She didn’t care if her friends knew she needed to pee, she was going to do whatever it took to keep from flooding the boat.
Jess wasn’t sure how long she waited in that position. Time had lost all meaning at this point. All that existed right now was the contents of her bursting bladder and the small, tired ring of muscles preventing it from spilling out.
Suddenly, a ray of hope shone through.
“There he is!” Mike shouted.
Slowly, carefully, Jess lifted her head. Even that small movement sent waves of desperation through her body.
She blinked a few times to clear the tears from her eyes. Across the lake, there was an older man standing on shore. He was lowering a small boat from a trailer.
Jess smiled at the sight. Salvation was so close. Then, she lowered her head and squeezed her body again. She could feel a tingle in her nether region. Jess wasn’t done yet, she still had to maintain control a few minutes longer. The knowledge that this ordeal was almost done gave her the strength to keep holding out.
Jess heard a loud splash, then a motor gradually getting nearer. People were talking, but Jess couldn’t understand what they were saying.
After a few moments, Mike shouted “Alright! Good to go!” Then…
The entire boat jolted.
Jess squealed as she had to tear her hands away from her shorts to catch herself. At that moment, she felt a squirt escape into her underwear.
As soon as she had her balance, Jess returned her hands back to her pants. She couldn’t tell if the wetness she felt was from the leak or from the effort of holding for so long. It didn’t matter. She could still salvage this. It was just one leak. She hadn’t had an accident yet.
Making it to the bathroom in the cabin was a pipe dream at this point, but there were some bushes just a few feet from the dock. All Jess would need to do was dash behind them and she’d have all the privacy she needed.
The boat jolted again as it came to a sudden stop. Jess lost another spurt into her shorts. This time, she was sure she felt it splash onto her hands.
They were at the dock. Now, all Jess needed to do was get up, climb out of the boat, and run behind the bushes, then this would all be over..
Unfortunately, Jess was having trouble with the first part of that plan.
She had been curled up for so long, her entire body was cramping. She could barely move. Even if Jess did move, she wasn’t sure if she could continue to contain her torrent.
“It’s either stand up and take the risk, or wait here until you explode.” Jess whispered to herself.
She took in a deep breath and started to uncurl her legs.
Everything felt stiff. Jess was barely able to stand. Her steps were uneasy. Her hands maintained a constant, white knuckle grip between her legs as she slowly hobbled to the edge of the boat.
So far, so good. No more leaks. Now, there was just one more obstacle: the dock. Jess would need to spread her legs to lift herself out of the boat.
She paused for a few seconds. Relief awaited just on the other side of this step. It was now or never.
Jess took another deep breath and lifted her leg over the side of the boat.
Still good. Still in control.
She leaned forward and started to lift herself the rest of the way.
This was the final nail in the coffin.
As soon as Jess began to pull herself onto the dock, the floodgates opened, and a powerful stream burst out of her.
She hurried the rest of the way up. As soon as both feet were on dry ground, Jess twisted her legs together, dancing in place.
Jess temporarily regained control, but she no longer had the luxury of being careful. Throwing caution to the wind, Jess took off in a full sprint toward the bushes. With each step, more pee squirted out. That didn’t matter anymore. The end to her suffering was in sight.
Right as she reached the bushes, the dam burst. A mighty flood gushed forth into Jess’s pants.
She didn’t care. She knew trying to stop this was a losing battle.
Jess charged forward as the bushes scraped against her bare legs. Finally, she was in the clear.
Jess removed her drenched hands from between her legs and began to work on removing her shorts. Between the intense wetness and her trembling hands, Jess was having a hard time getting the button undone. As she fumbled around, her bladder continued to void its contents at full force.
After a few attempts, the button was freed! Jess felt a slight bit of relief as her waistband loosened.
She was able to get the zipper down without much struggle.
Jess slid her thumbs inside her shorts and panties. She spread her legs wide.
On her first attempt to pull her bottoms down, the piss saturated fabric clung to her legs. Jess’s pants and panties moved slightly, but stayed in the path of her stream.
With a second tug, she successfully freed her privates. She squatted down and…
Drip!
A single, pathetic spurt shot out of her.
As the adrenaline rush from her mad dash cooled, Jess began to realize what had happened. The heavy burden she was carrying was gone, but only a little bit made it onto the ground.
A breeze blew by and Jess felt a chill over her legs.
Everything below her waist was absolutely drenched. The insides of her legs were completely soaked. Several streams had wound their way around the outsides, too. Her feet were swimming inside her running shoes. Her palms were still dripping.
With a sense of dread, Jess looked down to inspect the damage.
Her once khaki shorts had turned a dark brown. Her pink panties were twisted into a dark and drenched mess. Several rivulets still clung to her butt.
Jess spent a few moments frozen in that crouched position. She took slow, deep breaths to try and regain her composure.
What now?
Sure, she was with friends, but they weren’t above laughing at such an embarrassing situation. She feared the jokes would never end. This was mortifying enough without witnesses.
As the panic began to settle, Jess glanced over at the dock. Everyone was gone except for Mr. Atkins, who was busy loading his boat onto the trailer.
Jess looked up the hill toward the cabin. No sign of anyone. Maybe they all went inside?
With the coast clear, this was her chance to get inside and get cleaned up without being seen.
Jess stood and yanked up her lower garments. She cringed as the damp fabric squished against her skin. She barely noticed the drops that wrung out of her clothes and down her legs. Jess didn’t bother to button or zip up her shorts. The drenched fabric was going to stick to her either way.
Ignoring the liquid rushing around her feet, Jess hurried up the hill. As she reached the door, she took one last look around. Still no one in sight.
Jess took off her shoes and socks at the door. She balled up her socks and shoved them in her pockets. Jess tried her best to dry the soles of her feet by wiping them on the stone patio. While she wanted to be quick, she didn’t want to track pee inside their rental cabin- at least, not more than she needed to. It would also be easier to sneak without her feet splashing against the floor.
Jess slid open the glass door and peeked inside. She didn’t see anyone. She could hear people talking in another room.
Jess slinked inside and quietly shut the door.
Then, she dashed as quickly and quietly as she could through the entrance, up the stairs, and into the open bathroom.
After closing and locking the door, Jess leaned against the wall with a deep sigh. She made it. If only she had made it to the bathroom ten minutes earlier.
Jess started the shower and peeled off her wet bottoms. Her clothes hit the floor with a damp smack. She spread out a towel on the floor and laid out her shorts, panties, and socks on top of it. That would have to do for now.
Jess took off her shirt and bra and stepped into the warm shower. As the clean water washed over her, her body relaxed for the first time in over an hour. She leaned against the wall and slid down until she was sitting on the shower floor.
It was weird. After everything that happened, Jess expected to feel embarrassed or anxious. Instead, she felt light. There, under the roar of the shower, she started laughing. All the tension was gone, she was free of her burden, it felt so good.
As Jess washed herself off, she felt another strong urge to pee. It seems not everything had left her system yet.
With a smile, Jess squatted over the shower drain and let loose, her stream mixing with the downpour of the shower and washing away. She sighed happily. Finally, Jess felt empty.
After cleaning herself up, Jess stepped out of the shower and looked down at her dirty clothes.
She wrapped them up in the towel and tried to wring it out.
Jess grabbed a clean set of clothes from her suitcase. She stashed the evidence of her accident down at the bottom. She would have to remember to wash them tomorrow morning when no one else was awake.
Finally clean and dressed in fresh clothes, Jess wrapped her hair in a towel and left the bathroom. Now it was time to face her friends.
She wasn’t sure how much they saw, but Jess was almost certain they knew what happened to her. At this point, she was ok with that. Everything that happened was beyond her control, no one could blame her. She had to admit, it was kind of funny for this to happen to a grown woman like her.
Jess found her friends in the living room, watching a movie. She grabbed a drink and joined them.
“Hey, Jess.” Marie greeted, “Are you alright?”
“Yeah…” Jess hesitated, “Just… got a little dirty, is all.”
“Sorry about that, didn’t know you got sea sick.” Mike said, much to her surprise.
“Uh… Yeah… Sorry.”
“No worries,” Aaron reassured, “I was feeling it, too. A little longer out there, I probably would have needed a shower, too.” He added with a knowing wink.
Jess smiled back at him before addressing the rest of the group, “Right. It’s probably best if I stick to solid ground for the rest of the weekend.”
“After what happened to the boat,” Mike said, “I think we’re all staying on dry land.”
Jess chuckled quietly. Hopefully, everything else would be staying dry this weekend, too.
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Chapter 1: Manas and Valora
Two friends living rough, make do as they wait for new housemates.
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Slouching on the couch, exhausted after a long day of work Valora sighs “Can you cook tonight?
Manas standing in the doorway, ready to head back to his room, sighs in response “Sure, but you never like my meals”
Valora groans briefly before responding “I know, I know! But I just can’t ok, I’m flat out at work, the least you could do is cook for us once in a while!”
Manas opens his mouth to respond, but pauses to reconsider his words “You know… … I will cook as I know your doing a lot. But don’t forget I do all the cleaning… and I’m looking for other house mates.”
Valora only sighs in response, her anger wanting to show itself. But she knows Manas understands, they are both struggling in their current predicament. Valora turns on the tele, just to relax for a while.
Feeling stressed out Manas walks to the bathroom and decides to relieve himself. He would usually stand to pee, but he sits down to try and relax, closing his eyes and somewhat meditating as he empties his bladder. When washing his hands, he splashes his face to regain focus.
Manas then heads to the kitchen and ponders what he’ll make. It can be a challenging decision for Manas as he lacks culinary talent. Although he can cook food he doesn’t mind, Valora’s requirements are rather high, and her temper short. Manas considers Cheese toasties and ramen. But those wont satiate Valora, and he’d rather not receive her wrath. Then he remembers they have mince. He could cook up some nachos, the one meal he can actually cook somewhat competently. So, he begins to prepare that in the kitchen.
After a short while of mindless tv Valora gets up and heads to the kitchen, sniffing and smiling “Ahh nachos, your one good meal”. Manas squints back feigning offence but understanding its pretty accurate. “But we don’t have Doritos” Valora continues.
Manas freezes for a moment “Well… shit!” Valora groans in response. Manas thinks for a moment “I… I’ll just chop up some salad, yeah, salad and mince. That’s fine right?”
Valora nods in agreement before leaving down the hallway. She heads to the bathroom as she still hasn’t peed since work. When away from home she would usually pee from above the seat, but at home and due to her exhaustion, she sits down and just relaxes this time. As she empties her bladder, she lets out a long relaxed sigh. She then dries herself and washes her hands before returning to Manas.
Manas begins plating up their salad and mince. Placing the mince in iceberg lettuce leaves, as a substitute for tacos or nachos. When he spots Valora he hands her plate over and they both head to the table. Manas returns to the fridge to get drinks whilst Valora sits down and begins to eat. Manas soon returns, filling their glasses before sitting down to eat also.
“Hmmm, this actually isn’t half bad” grins Valora. Manas smiles back pleased. After a short pause Valora then confronts Manas with an odd tone “Manas… I have been quite frustrated lately.
“Yeah, I know, I’m looking for house mates…”
“No not like that, well that also, but sexually” she glances away slightly red
Manas looks back at her surprised at first but then chuckles back “Oh is it that time again”
“Oh, fuck you!” snaps Valora
Manas looks confused, then catches up “Oh shit sorry, not like that” he laughs awkwardly “I just meant time for some more mutual…” he drifts off, still awkward about the topic as they have only done it twice before.
“Yes, I want that again. I need to relieve stress from work”
“I understand, same as last time?”
“Well, I was… never mind, yes just like last time”
“No no, what were you going to say?”
“I want something more, a kink of mine…” Valora goes quiet, uncharacteristically nervous.
Manas’s eyes light up “Oh? I’m listening”
Valora continues, though weary “I would like… to um… I would like to pee on you”
Manas goes silent, his face pale, his cock hard. He clears his throat “You would like to pee on me?”
“Yes!” she responds almost aggressively.
“You know, I am actually aroused by pee too, you have no idea how excited I am to hear that we share that interest.”
Valora looks at him smiling and taking a calming breath “You do? I think I know now.”
“However ‘Lora, I am not particularly fond of the idea of you peeing on me.”
“What, you just said you liked pee too?” Valora responds, her temper growing once more.
“I do, but I’d rather watch you wet yourself then to pee on me. You see, I am fond of desperation and wetting”
Valora pauses for a moment “I will not wet myself!”
“Ok, well could you at least hold till desperate?” he queries.
“As long as I can pee on you”
Manas nods “Just uh, not the face ok”
Valora rolls her eyes a little before smiling back.
Manas smiles back also “So you will hold until desperate, then you will shower me in your piss?”
“Yes, sounds good”
“In the bath I suppose? And I guess you better drink up…”
She nods back before filling her glass with more water “Hey, can you grab me a can of cola from the fridge then.
Manas goes to the fridge but returns with three cans. He places two cans in front of her “Have two, fill that bladder up” he chimes excitedly “And well, I was thirsty too” as he opens his can.
Valora obliges and begins to down her glass of water and cans of soda. She and Manas sit and watch tv as she fills her bladder. The pair chat about their desires as they are both excited, discovering they both enjoy pee, but from less than compatible angles.
Valora begins to squirm lightly. “Ok, time to pee” she says standing up.
“Wait, can’t you hold a bit longer?” Manas queries.
“No, I am going now, come on” she demands.
Manas follows Valora to the bathroom. “I’m excited for this, just remember, not the face. Chest and genitals are fine”
Valora chuckles “Genitals… just say cock you prude”
Manas rolls his eyes as the pair enter “Whatever” He begins to strip.
Valora watches then follows. The two watch each other as they strip naked in front of one another.
Manas steps into the tub and lays down as best he can. In an awkward position as he waits patiently for Valora. His mostly erect cock laying to the side on his abdomen.
Valora steps in, her feet either side of him. Still holding herself, covering her vulva from view. But Manas’s dick grew despite this, her stunning form in self holding desperation drives him wild. His cock already begins to twitch in anticipation. Valora looks down at Manas, he was pretty attractive to her, and she was about to shower him, she was about to pee on one of her best friends, how exciting she thought as she moved her hand away from her labia revealing herself to him.
“I’m ready when you are… you don’t mind if I touch myself?”
She wished to control his orgasms, but new it wouldn’t go over well “Yea, sure, go ahead” as she spread her legs a little more getting ready to release her desperate bladder all over him.
Manas slid his hand down to his cock and held it. Not jerking yet, waiting for her stream. He already wanted to cum so bad. He just looked up at her and smiled in anticipation.
Valora smiled mischievously as she began to relax. First a few drops. Manas’s cock twitched as the drops hit his thighs. Then a squirt hit his sack, Manas moaned. Then Valora moaned as her flood gates opened and she began streaming her hot piss over his body. Manas began to stroke himself as he watched Valoras pussy gush piss over him. His chest getting a splash, he turned away to protect his face. Valora noticed and groaned lightly, she corrects her aim at his junk. Manas turns back smiling thankfully as her stream strikes his tip. He moans out as he begins to cum. Valora’s body covers in goose bumps at the sight of him cumming to her shower. She continues to pee for a little longer, halting to a few drips a little after he finishes cumming on himself.
“That was amazing! Thanks for that ‘lora”
Valora smirks back at Manas before stepping out of the bathtub. She walks over to a purple towel hanging off the doorknob, pulls the hanging corner towards herself and wipes herself dry. Manas’s eyes go wide as he watches her dry her pussy and thighs on his towel. She looks back cheekily.
Without any further interaction Valora dons her clothes and leaves the room. Manas still laying in the tub, wet and sticky. Smiling giddily. After a moment of internal thought, manas steadies to his feet and waddles to the shower, holding his hands at his abdomen, attempting to prevent the dripping of substances onto the floor. Once in Manas relieves his bladder with a long sensual sigh. Then continues to shower like normal.
Valora once in her room lays on her bead, lowers her red dolphin shorts and lowers her hand to her lips. She thinks about the events just past and begins to pleasure herself. Once she hears the shower running, she stops holding back and lets herself moan out. Sending her fingers in and not just running around the outside. She manages to orgasm before the shower stops. She cleans up and heads out to the living room. She sits down on the sofa and turns the tv back on. Not even a minute later she hears the bathroom door open, she continues to watch tv, not acknowledging it.
After his shower he throws his old clothes into the laundry tub, dries himself with his towel, thinks about how it was used to dry her and smiles. He realises he didn’t bring in a change of clothes. But shrugs as he throws the towel in the tub and just struts out in the nude. Manas looks down the hallway towards the living room, over the horizon of the couch he can see the back of her head. He makes a funny stance and swings his cock around a little. Then blushes and turns away at his silly act before continuing to his room to get dressed.
Once dressed in a loose t-shirt and shorts he strolls down the hallway to Valora and sits beside her. They glance casual smiles at each other before turning back to watch their show. Once the show they watch together is over Manas heads back to his room, leaving Valora to watch the next show on her own.
When Manas returns to his computer he finds an exciting message, with a grin across his face he jogs down the hallway and carelessly interrupts Valoras viewing of her show “Hey! ‘Lora, we have potential housemates”
“Oh! Who?”
“Their names are Yasu and Reiki”
“Two guys huh?”
“Yeah, well it’s expected to be 2 of either more than 1 of both” he shrugs
“Yeah, you didn’t choose guys over girls, did you?”
“No, we need house mates so bad I don’t have the room for such bias, and anyway, I wouldn’t have a problem with living with three girls” he laughs
Valora peers back unimpressed.
“So uhh, if your cool with it, they’re ready to visit this weekend”
“Yeah, let’s get some other peeps here, even if it’s all guys, who knows, maybe I’ll have a reverse harem” she laughs
“You wish”
“So, what were their names again?” asks Valora
Manas looks down at his phone, “Yasu and Reiki.”
***
(Not the best start, i considered reworking this, might still. But i'd never submit it if i try to perfect it) |
Chapter 2: Yasu and Reiki
Two friends looking to move out, prepare for a weekend stay at a potential new home.
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Yasu stands silent as his mother berates him. “When will you get a job, when will you get your own place. You’re a use… I’m sorry, Just, I hate seeing you do nothing with your life”
Yasu takes a moment to choose his words “I…”
“And you never respond, you just stand there and do nothing” his mother grunts before storming away to sit on the couch and mindlessly watch tv.
Yasu sighs then heads out. He begins his walk of a few blocks towards his best friend’s house. He thinks about the exciting news he aims to share with Reiki in an attempt to improve his mood. Yasu imagines living with Reiki will be very nice. A grin spreads across his face, as he dreams more, he even begins to skip. And before he knows it, he has reached the final block. Just up this last street to Reiki’s. As he approaches the front, he slows his pace and calms himself. He notices that no one is home yet, but this isn’t unusual. He goes through the gate into their backyard and sits on a bench to wait for Reiki to return home.
Reiki restrains from holding himself as he serves customers. Trying hard not to squirm. He peers at the clock, only 15 minutes till his shift is over. He continues serving his last customers.
“Thank you miss, have a good day” he says politely to his last customer as he quickly turns and heads for the exit. As he grabs his stuff ready to head home, his manager walks in to ask him some questions. Reiki tries not to squirm as he listens to his manager. Once they are finished talking to him, he sighs in relief. Then his eyes go wide. He turns blushing. He grabs his stuff and scurries out the door before his manager spots his damp spot. His relief was premature, now his pants are damp and his bladder aches for relief. Reiki rushes to his car, now hardly avoiding his squirms. He gets in, throws his bag to the passenger seat, and begins his journey home. It’s not a long journey, but it sure feels it right now.
He manages to get home without leaking. But as he gets out of the car, he feels another spurt dampen his pants, it would now be visible. Reiki knows he isn’t going to make it inside, he’s had this happen before, he’ll just head around back and go on the lawn, there’s enough foliage along the fences to protect him from strange eyes.
Reiki goes through the gate to his backyard. Yasu turns to him excitedly, standing up from the bench seat. Reiki’s face goes pale in shock. His mind races a million miles an hour. Yasu sees Reiki’s shock, but before he can even get a word out, he spots the damp spot on his friends’ navy trousers. Yasu goes silent as he is unsure what to do or say, his growing erection hardly helping. Reiki stumbles towards the back door in a vain attempt to make it, in denial of the impending reality. Yasu walks towards eager to help, unaware just how close Reiki’s damn is to bursting.
Reiki lets out a cute groan, in an attempt not to moan as his relief begins. Leaning against the back door. Standing on the concrete step. His bladder begins to empty into his navy work trousers.
Standing behind him, Yasu stands in shock and awe. He loves what he is seeing but feels guilty about it. But he just freezes. He doesn’t turn around. He doesn’t say anything. He just, watches.
Reiki tries to hold on to any he can despite how much has already run down his legs. Groaning helplessly. Whishing he could just give in and enjoy it. He wouldn’t mind wetting if he wasn’t being watched.
Reiki eventually finishes. Though not completely, due to holding back during the entire release, he still has some left once he stops.
Reiki turns just his head, tearing up “I-I couldn’t hold it”
Yasu steps back “I-I saw” he tries to be comforting. But just comes off abrasive.
Reiki stands up straight, taking a step back to view his puddle. “I… can’t believe I just… wet myself” as he begins to sob.
Yasu thinks about giving Reiki a comforting hug, telling him it’s all right. Even telling him that he thought it was hot. But none of that happens, Yasu simply and awkwardly replies after a pause of silence “you uhh, should get cleaned up”
Reiki wipes his face of tears and nods. He would love a hug right now, to give up and give in to Yasu’s control, to just be taken care of, or even punished. But he is used to this side of Yasu. Reiki shakily fondles his key out of his pocket and begins opening the door. He sighs and pants as he opens the door and walks inside, every action a chore for him now.
Yasu watches his wet friend walk towards the bathroom. “Reiki, I’ll just wait out here” trying to at least avoid awkwardness, even if he’s too cautious to help out.
Reiki makes it into the bathroom. He strips down and chucks his wet clothes in the laundry tub. He steps into the shower and turns it on. Once it’s on he slides down the wall slumping into a huddle on the floor. He resumes crying, now more openly as the shower drowns his tears out. He washes himself slowly as he cries on the shower floor.
Yasu sits on the sofa and plays the events over in his mind, again and again. He is still very hard but feels so guilty and bad for Reiki. He wants to get off, but decides against it, feeling it too rude, to get off to his friends’ misery. So, he just lets his erection subside, despite the pre making his underwear less than comfortable. He just sits there awkwardly twiddling his thumbs.
Once Reiki finishes cleaning and crying, he gets out and dries himself. As he is drying himself, he finds he is hard. Wetting himself in front of his friend is an arousing thought, if only it happened differently. He too resists and lets his erection subside as he rushes to his room and gets dressed. Reiki dons a loose cyan t-shirt and track pants. He then heads out to meet Yasu, feeling nervous and aroused again at the prospect of this conversation.
“So uh, I have…” Yasu tries to speak but gets cut off.
“I don’t know what to say, th-that never happens!” bursts Reiki. “I-I just got caught with work, and then uh, the traffic.” He rambles finding himself about to tear up again.
Yasu stands and turns to him. He goes to raise his hand to Reiki’s shoulder but stops, awkwardly lowering his arm to his side. “Reiki, it’s ok. You don’t need to explain.” He pauses “…Accidents happen.”
Reiki sniffles and rubs his eyes. He smiles at Yasu “Thanks… Yasu.”
“So… for a change of topic…” Yasu blatantly Segway’s “I have some good news!”
The pair sit down on the couch as Reiki responds “Oh? Uh, what’s the good news?”
“I found us a place, well, with other peeps. But away from here” Yasu continues excitedly
Reiki’s mood improves to this news and his accident is soon in the back of his mind as he queries more from Yasu.
Yasu excitedly answers all of Reiki’s questions.
“So, Reiki, what do you say we spend the weekend with Manas and Valora this weekend? They offered a free weekend as a trial run, see if we can get along etc. Y’know”
Reiki nodded in response “Sounds good, I’m in!”
Reiki and Yasu played games for a few hours, ignoring the accident. After which Yasu returned home. They both began to pack that Friday night, hyped for their weekend away.
***
The next morning Yasu gets up bright and early, saying goodbye to his parents and walks to Reiki’s place. It takes a while longer as he carries his stuff. Thankfully he has a light load in a wheeled carry bag.
When he reaches Reiki’s, he knocks on the door to no response. He knocks again, no response. He knocks a third time. The door opens to a Reiki still in his PJ’s.
“Dude, why so early?”
“It’s only one weekend, I want to make the most of it. Plus, it’s not that early”
“Its 9am”
“Yeah… 6 is early”
“Whatever, you can come in. But you’ll have to wait in the living room”
Yasu nods and enters. Taking his stuff to the living room and sitting on Reiki’s couch. Reliving yesterdays situation in his head again, tenting a little as he waits.
Reiki goes back to his room and grabs his stuff for a shower. He’d usually stay in bed for an hour or two more on the weekend, but His friend was here now, and he was excited for this weekend too.
After his shower he went to Yasu and brought him back to his room before his parents got up and went around the house with their routine. Not to hide him as such, they knew he was here from the early knocking also, but he just didn’t want their prying and disruptions.
Yasu helped Reiki finish packing. Once they were both ready, they went out to Reiki’s parents and notified them. “Hey mum, dad, we are ready to head off”
“Just you two wait a minute” his mum responds pointing at the kitchen table with bacon and eggs set out on four plates. “You two can leave after breakfast”
Reiki nods and Yasu thanks as they each join them for the breakfast meal.
It’s a pleasant meal and conversation. Once finished they say their goodbyes, empty their bladders, get in the car, and head off with nervous excitement coursing through them.
***
(This will be very slow updates, sorry. started this over a year ago, currently working on chapter 3. dont get that much time to work on it.)
Edited October 31, 2022 by Zero_4793
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Every month, I gather ideas from my solitary-confinement-tier patrons and then let them vote on which idea they'd like to see made into a full-color, full-detail image. This month a particularly fitting Halloween idea won! So, I wrote a story to go along with it! I've done this in the past --- usually opting to upload them as beefy descriptions on the given image --- but this one ended up running a little longer, and I figured it might be a less absurd and cumbersome to read here.
Anyway, I hope it's a fun read for you guys! I used to write a lot more fiction, but it has been a long time, and I'm pretty rusty (and not in the reference-counted, memory-safe kind of way 🦀)!
(The link to the image is at the bottom, where it's most applicable.)
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Ivy joined the Nitefield Paranormal Society last month in honor of the Halloween spirit — despite not being a particularly strong believer in the paranormal herself. Hey, there has always been an explanation for the stuff she's experienced, and surely all those ghost stories she'd heard were from really suggestible people or outright liars... right? Well, believer-or-not, she figured going on a few ghost hunts would at least be entertaining. And maybe her more rational mind would help her debunk any weak evidence before the NPS (semi-affectionately referred to as the "Nips" 😆) embarrassed themselves publicly! Orbs... I mean, come-on! Dust, bugs, and a refusal to acknowledge depth always explained those away!
"Come on, dudes. It's just an attic! The scariest thing up there is that hideous armoire!" Ivy said from the back seat of the SUV the team had laid-out as a base-of-operations. "And that isn't a face. It's pareidolia — like when you see a face on the side of a mountain or something."
"Well then, Ms. Science. You get the attic when we do isolated sessions," Troy responded with an awkwardly twisted spine as he tried to orient himself toward the conversation.
"Look, Ivy, I know you want to prove how fearless you are, and whatnot," Petra chipped in from the driver's seat, "but this one is different. We've been around the block a few times, you know? And I'm telling you, this could be dangerous. You heard the family, right?" She didn't mimic Troy, instead keeping her focus on the silhouetted house outside her window.
"You don't seriously believe that, right? I mean, if all of what they said was true, why is the best evidence they could come up with a smudge or something... I don't even really see a face in this." Ivy squinted closely at the picture as she tried to push the admittedly goofy face she thought she saw within the circled blob.
"I'm in support of giving Ivy the attic, if she wants to be a badass so badly," Drew said from the other seat.
"She's been investigating for a month — there's no way she's ready for what could be in that attic!" Petra snapped. This time she was turned around to face the rest of them. Based on the jiggling of her black-glass earrings alone, everyone in the truck understood that this was serious to her.
"I think you guys are just trying to creep me out before we go in there to set up. We're just burning precious sunset-prep-time, and it isn't working on me." Truth be told, Ivy would normally have been a bit more mellow with her skepticism. But right now, she needed to pee and wasn't entirely on-board with wasting any more time outside.
The other three seemed to be about as fed-up with the whole discussion as Ivy was, though none of them noticed her wiggling knees and put two-and-two together. (Maybe if they could, they wouldn't fall for some of their false-positives?)
"Fine." Petra un-clicked her seatbelt and opened the driver-side door. “Let’s go. Ivy gets the attic, but she’s taking the salt.”
Ivy followed her around to the trunk to fetch some of their gear. “As if a fucking condiment is going to stop the etherial forces of evil!” Admittedly, she was proud of that one.
Petra was not so amused, as she stared at the green-haired girl and shoved a little bottle into her arms. “Take. The. Fucking. Salt.”
~~
Ivy had been right to get the group moving at least — setting up all the static cameras and bringing the monitors online swallowed what little remaining sunlight they had left. And Ivy took no time “proving” her point by carrying one of them all the way up into the attic before anyone else even managed to enter the house.
Though, setting up the camera was only half of her mission. Once the camera was in place and on (she forgot to check that on an earlier investigation), she descended the creaky attic stairs and started poking open every door she came across in the hope of finding a bathroom. The house was pretty damn creepy. Not abandoned-creepy, though it had been ditched, apparently. The family had left too recently for there to be much of the decay characteristic of a “typical” haunted house. Rather, it was just a mess of random items and furniture — oddly not taken with the family when they moved. And a duvet haphazardly draped over a few stacked boxes had a way of looking like a hunched figure in the darkness.
Finally, a bathroom. Ivy entered, clicked the lock on the door, side-eyed the mirror as she passed toward the niche where the toilet was. “FUCK!”
“Whoa, whoa! Ivy?!” Troy’s heavy footsteps clomped up the stairs outside the bathroom, before he was frantically rattling the locked doorknob. “Are you alright— did you see something?!”
The lock popped and Ivy opened the door only for Troy to muscle his way past her with his camcorder at the ready… Perhaps ill-advisedly, given the setting.
“No. It’s just—”
“Oh wow, that toilet is fucked. I bet you think that’s why they up-and-left, right?” Troy interrupted, kneeling down to gather unnecessary footage of the broken commode. He wasn’t wrong. The bowl was cracked in half, and the floor around it was mostly missing and the hole revealed the floor joists. “Twenty bucks says one of their kids broke it, didn’t tell the parents, since they didn’t want to get in trouble, and then the leak caused all this damage.”
“Yeah, I don’t really care about that, Troy.” Ivy sighed and her face flushed. “I, just, kinda need to pee. I’m going to check for another bathroom downstairs.”
“Want me to come with?” Troy said before he held his finger to his mouth. A loud creak rolled across the ceiling, as if something was walking around up in the attic.
“NO!” Ivy hissed.
“Shhh!” Troy again muscled past her, exited out into the hallway and began a sweep with his camera.
~~
The group gathered at the back of the SUV once the cameras were up to discuss their “plan of attack.” Ivy was the last to join them as she stiffly shuffled to the back of the huddle.
“Better?” Troy whispered while Petra suggested an initial EVP sweep of the downstairs.
Ivy’s frustrated expression coupled with the way her thighs were squeezed together answered his question.
“Here,” Petra shoved a digital recorder into Ivy’s hands. “It’s already recording, so you don’t need to do anything.” She then handed Drew an EMF detector and pulled on the single head-mounted IR camera for herself. The group leader always got dibs on the cool stuff. “Does that sound good? Any questions?”
“Uh, yeah — what if we need to pee, ‘cuz the toilet upstairs is broken, and there isn’t one downstairs?” Ivy smiled in an attempt to assuage the humiliation she was feeling, but she was getting pretty antsy.
“Well, what do dogs do?” Drew asked with a chuckle as he clicked on the EMF-reader.
“Fuck you, Drew! C-can we just, like, drive to a convenience store right quick—”
“You can’t be serious, Ivy!” Petra groaned. “We just got everything set up!”
“I know, b-but…”
“Just hold it, for fuck’s sake!” Petra snapped.
“And if you can’t, there’s plenty of backyard to pee on.” Drew shrugged. “I mean, it’s not ideal, but you gotta do what you gotta do.”
“Look at where we are! How am I supposed to pee in the backyard — we’re in the middle of a subdivision, and this house doesn’t even have a fence!”
“I mean, Drew’s got a point. If it’s that bad, you could just pop a squat against the side of the house… I doubt anyone will see you,” Troy added, this time filming a wiggling and increasingly angry Ivy from above.
“I’m a girl. The ‘process’ is a little less discreet for me!”
“Everyone, just shut up!” Petra shouted. “I’m not wasting another second out here when we’re supposed to be in there gathering evidence for a family so they don’t look insane anymore!”
“I know, I’m sorry, but could we please go to a store or something?” Ivy pleaded. “It will be so quick, I promise!”
“Grow up, Ivy.” Petra then stormed off toward the house.
~~
Things rapidly accelerated once the investigation started. It started with footsteps from the second floor ceiling, which eventually evolved into the sounds of a full scramble down the stairs. That one chilled Ivy. Sure, it could be the structure, but to the point of her team, they really did sound unnatural.
Debunking the cold-spots also became increasingly more difficult as they seemed to move around. One of them “stood” waist-high near a bedroom window — a draft, surely. Until it migrated out into the hallway. And the entire kitchen seemed to drop ten degrees within a couple minutes of them asking questions.
Then, there was the door slamming — the one to the bathroom at the top of the stairs. Ivy didn’t have an explanation for that one… The other three were all in the living room with her. Petra’s face flashed from a momentary horror to a wild grin as she realized that this house was wearing down Ivy’s skepticism.
Ivy was happy to leave the building for a regroup before their respective “solitary” sessions. Ok, ok, so these things were definitely weird, but that didn’t mean ghosts existed… The possibility excited her, though, as she realized she might be accomplishing what she set out to do in the first place — albeit, in the opposite way she expected. But even being on the precipice of getting a life-altering piece of confirmation that these people around her weren’t just suggestible fools, excited her less than something else: the solitary investigation phase meant they were almost ready to wrap up for the night.
They hadn’t planned to stay there for much longer than two hours that night, and that Ivy needed that to be the case. Trudging up and down that staircase had worked up a sweat, and worse, a thirst. She tried to be “cautious” and only take small sips out of a water bottle so she could keep her mouth from getting dry, but soon the bottle was empty.
And by now, Ivy NEEDED to pee. Her kidneys mocked her insolence as they continued to fill her already achingly-full bladder. Worse, they did this with a torturously slow dribble. Whatever footage the team had gathered, at least half of it must have shown Ivy bobbing, bending, and full-on pee-dancing. She was in such agony that she didn’t care when she caught Troy’s camera pointed directly at her wiggling ass and arched back.
She needed to pee so badly that even the “ghosts” weren’t really bothering her any more. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she awaited Petra’s return from her solitary run-through. Only Ivy would go into the attic.
“Holy!—” Troy exclaimed as he grasped at his agape mouth with utter disbelief. His shaking hands fumbled around his pockets and around the monitor in the dark trunk as he looked for his walkie-talkie. “P-Petra, you need to come out here!”
“What did you see?!” Drew threw himself onto the keyboard and mouse as he rolled back the footage. “N-no fucking way…”
Petra’s voice crackled through the shitty speaker with the same question.
“Apparition!” Troy shouted before he realized he hadn’t pressed down the button. “A-Apparition! You have to see this!”
“Look, right as she rounds the top of the stairs. There.” Drew stabbed the spacebar. His fingernail clicked against the plastic screen as he shuddered with a mixture of fear and excitement.
“What?” Petra jogged up to the back of the SUV only to be rendered completely speechless once she saw the monitor.
“Th-that’s… creepy,” Troy said, finally breaking the silence.
Ivy, who had taken a seat in the SUV to await her turn, mumbled a wavering “mhmm”, despite not really paying attention to what her team had just caught.
The screen displayed a half-interlaced frame from the first-person footage of Petra’s head-cam. It was a shot from the top of the stairs leading to the second floor, looking in the opposite direction of the bathroom. The team had left the folding staircase to the attic down for easy access. It was right behind that staircase, visible through the gaps beneath each step.
“I am so glad I didn’t see that. I was heading to the bedroom.” Petra said, apparently overwhelmed by the image.
“Guys, that is the clearest image I have ever seen.” Drew backed away from the screen. “It’s completely irrefutable. Something is standing at the end of the hall.”
“You can even make out the face.” Troy now used the cursor to trace over the elements, circling again and again like a fly looking for a place to rest. And based on the look of that thing, a fly would most certainly not be out-of-place. “I swear — that looks like it’s fucking screaming.”
“Please d-don’t!” Petra shielded her face from the image, as if reality was settling in piece-by-piece. “I don’t want to look at it anymore.” She stepped back around the truck.
“Who’s going in next?” Drew asked, perhaps rhetorically as the paleness overtaking Troy indicated that he had exactly no intention of volunteering.
“ ‘Kay, g-guys,” Ivy started with gulp. “I-I know you want t-to do this whole ‘everyone goes in alone’ thing—” She paused to squeeze herself. “B-but, I’m literally gonna explode, here.”
“We’re not leaving early, so no, Ivy,” Petra said monotonously as she held the steering wheel and stared out the windshield.
“I’m not going in there with that!” Troy said from the back. “Sorry, not sorry — there is no way!”
“Troy—” Petra started before she was cut off by Ivy.
“Yep, thought so. S-so how about this? What if I go in there and d-do the attic and we just haul it to a fucking gas station when I’m done. I’ll get all the cameras too.”
Petra looked back over the seats to the men still staring at the monitor.
“P-please. I p-promise I won’t even rush it — I-I just need to know we’ll be out of here soon!”
Petra sighed as both Drew and Troy shook their heads. “Fine.”
“You can’t send her in alone with that! D-did you even look at this yet, Ivy?!” Troy protested.
“N-nope. And, honestly… I d-don’t care.” Ivy said through gritted teeth.
“Seriously, Petra?” Drew asked, resigned.
“Well, she doesn’t believe in ghosts. We might as well give her the opportunity to get to see a real one,” Petra responded with the slightest grin.
“Yep! Th-that! And, I got salt!” Ivy said with a smile, freeing up a single hand to shake the bottle like a tiny rattle. Whatever her team had “captured” was probably just another misinterpreted shadow or something… She could debunk that later, after she had a chance to pee.
~~
True to her word, Ivy didn’t rush her part of the investigation. She really couldn’t, given the fragility and fullness of her exhausted bladder. In through the front door. Up the really creaky staircase. Past the taunting, unusable bathroom. Turn left. Clomp-clomp-clomp up the steep attic stairs, and she was in position.
“I-is anyone here who’d like to speak with m-me?” Ivy held out her tape recorder into the darkness. She pointed her flashlight beam toward the static camera to orient herself in the pitch-black attic.
“C-can any presence here g-give me a sign?” This was followed by a loud bang or pop somewhere downstairs. Ice filled Ivy’s blood, but she quickly disregarded the coincidence, “G-good! Cool! Th-thank you!” She crossed her legs as she stood and bounced a bit. “We are the Nips — also known as the false-positive-hunters…” she muttered to herself as sweat ran off her forehead. She’d edit that out later.
“Is th-there anyone here? C-can you do a bit more than just bang on some p-pipes?” Ivy reversed the crossing of her legs, in a weak attempt at easing her immense discomfort.
“Nothing,” she said after a few seconds. And things continued as such for the next ten minutes — she would ask a question to an empty, old attic, and wait for the nothing that followed.”
“Yep, yep. ‘Kay.” Ivy chirped excitedly once she realized her solo investigation was nearly over. “Pretty l-lame ghosts, guys,” she said as she turned to the static camera.
Ivy froze. For the shortest moment, even her intense desire to urinate disappeared. The beam of her flashlight cast toward the bottom of the tripod — aimed low so as not to blot out the IR lens. No words entered her mind as her temples pounded with an intense fight-or-flight collision.
Those weren’t supposed to be there. They blocked the view of the wall behind them, and they themselves were wrapped in the shadow of the tripod. They immediately dispelled any notion of “debunking”.
They were a pair of legs.
Ivy didn’t even scream — she couldn’t. The feet hung inches above the floor, toes pointed downward as if limp in death. The skin wrapped the bone tightly, emaciated like that of a mummy, and was a bruised gray in color. But just at the knee, the circle of Ivy’s flashlight cut-off, leaving the body beyond an implied silhouette.
The door to the attic slammed shut, and this jolted Ivy back into consciousness. She spun around, her flashlight flailing wildly as she searched for the attic door.
“Ivy— Ivy! What is it? What happened?!” Troy shouted through the radio.
She whipped back around to the static camera only to see the plywood wall beyond.
“Ivy.” Troy’s voice went low, slow, and serious. “Ivy. You need your salt right now.”
She gulped as tears ran down her cheeks and she yanked the walkie-talkie to her lips. “W-what?! N-no, I’m leaving — Wh-where’s the fucking door?!”
“Ivy. Listen. You need to draw a circle with your salt right now.” This was Drew.
“N-no, I-if you just saw what I fucking saw!—”
“Ivy. You can’t leave.” Finally, this was the voice of Petra. “It is just past the attic door. Circle, now.”
Ivy again spun around, and angled the beam of her flashlight toward the floor in that direction, sheer panic taking hold as she realized her team could see what she could not.
“STOP! Ivy, you do not want to see this. Draw. The. Fucking. Circle.” Again, this was Petra.
Ivy’s arms could barely coordinate as she dug into her pocket and secured the small bottle. She had a difficult time spinning off the cap. She had to breathe, and calm herself. Before long, she was steadily pouring its contents out in a circle around herself.
“No gaps, Ivy. It can’t have any gaps!” Drew’s voice broke through the speaker. Even he sounded panicked.
Ivy delicately sat down in the circle, subconsciously crossing one thigh over the other.
“G-guys, we really f-fucked this one up!” Drew must have been squeezing the button on the walkie-talkie, because it squelched after this before his voice came through once again. “I-Ivy, y-you didn’t, uh…” He paused, apparently to consult the rest of the team. “Y-you didn’t p-pee yourself when you saw it, d-did you?”
Ivy’s heart fluttered in the adrenaline, as a certain biological reality once again made itself known.
“N-no.”
“Good.” This was Petra. “You are safe as long as you stay in that circle and the circle remains whole. Like, no gaps.”
“Ok…?! What do I do now?!” Ivy’s eyes darted fruitlessly around the dark room, but she didn’t move her flashlight knowing she wouldn’t be able to handle whatever lurked within.
“You can’t pee yourself, Ivy.” Troy said this utterly deadpan. “It’ll dissolve the salt… you have to hold it.”
Panic, again. This time only tangentially related to the horror that surrounded her. “P-please tell me you’re joking.”
“We are so sorry, Ivy…” Petra sounded utterly resigned. “W-we had no idea it would come to this.”
“B-but…”
“We would have t-taken you to a store earlier if we knew.” Drew sounded particularly upset. “There’s gotta be something she c-can do! Otherwise she’s gonna have to wait…” his words faded out as he moved away from the radio.
Ivy swallowed hard. She squeezed her thighs together. “How long?” She dropped the walkie talkie onto the hardwood as the sound rustling rattled through the insulation in the eves.
“You have to wait… t-two hours. Two hours ‘til sunrise.” Tears rolled down Ivy’s cheeks as a raspy moan came from behind the armoire.
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Happy Halloween, guys! X) |
(This is using alternate versions of the same characters. In this case anthro versions. Basically multi verse variants)
Kineta and Arnia run ahead of the group, bouncing along with excitement. Kineta’s tail wagging and Arnia’s thighs rubbing. “I’ll race you there” shouts Kineta before racing ahead, her yellow shirt fluttering in the wind as she sprints ahead. Arnia stops for a moment, squeezing her hand between her short shorts. She then pulls her green hoodie down a moment, before following Kineta a few paces behind.
At the back stroll Yasu and Manas. Yasu’s feathers flutter in the gentle breeze as he smiles and stares ahead, zoning out of his conversation with Manas as he watches the girls run ahead. Sunlight shimmers off of Manas’s scales. Manas trails off as he notices Arnia hold herself. “Think it’s time for a break…” after no response from either Yasu beside him or Valora ahead he speeds up his pace and calls out “Hey Valora, I think we should take a break”
Valora and Reiki just ahead of Manas and Yasu, but far behind the racing Arnia and Kineta, turn around at Manas’s call. “I disagree, it’s just a bit further to our campsite” responds Valora. “Yeah… I can keep going” interjects Reiki. Valora turns back around and continues forward, her long tail swaying behind her. Reiki follows beside her, his thick tail almost dragging along the ground as he holds his crotch.
The six of them continue onwards, the others catching up to Arnia and Kineta as they stop to catch their breaths. Manas scoops his arm behind Arnia, getting her to continue moving. She squeaks and hops forward, holding herself as Manas leads her onwards. Yasu stops and waits for Kineta to start walking again, then he walks with her.
The trickling of water can be heard as they approach the stream by their campsite-to-be. Arnia stops and squirms, holding her crotch tightly. Reiki stumbles with his hand between his legs, unable to stop as the larger Valora holding his hand continues forwards. “V..Valora, umm, may I pee?” Reiki asks timidly. “Just a minute, then yes” Valora responds as they cover the last hundred meters to the site. Kineta bounces excitedly having reached their campsite, before squeaking and quickly grabbing her crotch. She glances back at Yasu in shock for a moment, before turning to a cheeky smile. She unhands her crotch and continues strutting on.
“God, I have to pee” exclaims Valora as she drops her pack onto the ground, resting it against a log. She stands and stretches with the weight off her shoulders. Manas and Yasu drop their bags next to hers. Arnia Reiki and Kineta head over to the group. Kineta turns to Yasu “Can I mark our campsite now? Please. Please. Please.” she begs bouncing on the spot, barely restraining from holding herself. “May I pee miss?” Reiki asks Valora. Arnia merely looks at Manas with pleading eyes.
“Yes… on that tree there” answers Yasu. Kineta runs off in that direction. “This way” responds Valora, taking Reiki’s hand and leading him away from the group. “Not yet” denies Manas. “Buh, but they get to go. Please sir, I have to go!” she cries out. “Not yet” Manas repeats sternly.
Once at the tree Kineta drops her shorts, they fall around her ankles revealing her but and legs to the open. Manas turns to watch, joining Yasu who was already watching. After being denied, Arnia bounces on the spot and turns to watch Kineta also, questioning her decision as watching Kineta get relief only increases the pain of her bladder. Kineta spreads her legs, lowers her hands in front of her, and can be seen swaying side to side as her golden stream sprays the tree. and some pee drips down into her shorts.
A short distance away from the group and behind a tree, Valora lowers her shorts and squats. Reiki squirms Infront of her “Please miss, can I pee now?”. “Not until I am finished” Valora responds as she begins to from a puddle in the dirt at Reiki’s feet. “Sorry, I can’t hold it!” as Reiki pulls his cute willy out of his pants, still facing Valora. “If you pee before I finish, you will get a spanking mister!” Reiki tries to hold it, but drops begin to come out. Valora grabs and turns him away just as he gives in and begins streaming. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold it, I failed you”. Still squatting and peeing, Valora pulls his pants down a little further and begins to spank him as he pees.
As Kineta finishes marking the tree, the final trickle runs down her leg. She jumps and shakes before pulling up her shorts, turning around as she does so, briefly flashing her pussy to the still watching Yasu, Manas and Arnia. Arnia winces and turns back to Manas, pulling on his shirt. “Please sir, I’m about to burst!”. Manas turns her around, drops her shorts and lifts her up into his arms. She squeaks and begins to release as she is lifted into a lawn chair position, her pants around her knees, his hands holding her up by leg and bum. She leans her head back against his chest as she moans in pleasurable relief, drenching the dirt far below her, and being watched by both Yasu and the returning Kineta.
Valora finishes peeing, but doesn’t get up or stop spanking Reiki till he is finished. Reiki holds onto Valora’s knee for support as the spanks move his whole body, his penis bouncing and stream stuttering. Once reiki finishes, he wipes a tear from his eye, and turns towards his mistress, stepping into her puddle and smiling as he scrunches his toes in the puddle. Valora pulls up his pants, stands up and puts her hand on his shoulder. Reiki kneels into the puddle and begins to breath heavily as he is faced by her pussy. She pushes his head forwards, and he begins to suck her pussy.
As Arnia finishes she opens her eyes and smiles. Manas gently returns her to stable footing and pulls up her shorts, but not before Kineta gets a cheeky look. “Feel better baby?” asks Manas. “Yes daddy!” chimes Arnia jumping on the spot. “Tag you’re it!” calls Kineta to Arnia moments before running off. Arnia gets startled, but begins to chase after Kineta.
“So, I guess we should start to…” Manas gets cut off, he and Yasu look into the forest where they heard a moan. “I’m gonna check that out” says Yasu, walking in that direction before waiting for a response. “Guess, I’ll setup up then” says Manas under his breath. Manas begins to unpack as Yasu walks into the trees, he stops when he spots the moaning panther being eaten out by her kneeling otter. He watches quietly. Once they finish Reiki stands up with a line of liquid down his shirt, still liking his lips, and Valora pulls her shorts back up and pets him. They head back to the site, they meet Yasu along the way “So, you watching us again?” asks Valora playfully. “Yeah…” responds Yasu.
Once back the three of them begin helping Manas. “Oh, get your buts over here you two” Shouts Valora at Arnia and Kineta. They stop and obediently come over to help. The six of them chat and joke us they unpack and setup. They only have the tents and fire left to do when a couple complain of hunger, so they decide to get the fire going for dinner first, and work on the tents after.
“Arnia, Kineta and Reiki, please collect wood and leaves for the fire. Yasu and Valora, please put up the tents”. The little ones run off and begin finding wood and leaves for the fire, Yasu heads over to start on the tents. Valora looks at Manas “What will you do?”. “I shall collect the rocks and construct the fire”. They part ways and carry out their jobs. When the three return with their first delivery for the fire, Manas spots Arnia squirming, but says nothing.
As Arnia and Reiki search for more twigs and such, Kineta walks over to a tree beside them. She pulls the leg of her shorts to the side and begins to pee. Arnia and Reiki both stop to watch, each holding their crotch. “Shit!” Kineta voices as she wets her shorts, the pee is pouring out the bottom, but not before drenching the front of her yellow board shorts. “Welp, whatever” she sighs, stands straight letting go of her pants and giving up as she finishes relieving herself in front of the other two, completely wetting herself.
Whilst out collecting rocks, Manas stops by a tree to relieve himself. He pulls out his massive dragon cock and begins to soak the trunk of this poor tree. His stream so strong it pulls off some bark.
Once Kineta finishes, she turns around to face the others, chuckling and blushing, her front clearly damp, and her pant legs still dripping. Arnia and Reiki laugh with her. Reiki gets up and walks around Kineta to the same tree. “I was gonna try the same, but it clearly doesn’t work” he laughs as he pulls out his willy. The girls watch as he pees on the tree.
Once the pair have finished putting up the first tent, Yasu turns to Valora “I’ll be back, just gotta pee”. She nods as he walks away to a tree. Once he returns, they continue on the next tent. Yasu spots subtle signs of Valora needing to pee “You can go too if you need”. “Nah, it’s okay… I’m saving it for Reiki”. “Oh, okay” he chuckles and blushes.
As Reiki finishes and flicks his willy dry, Kineta turns to Arnia “You’re next”. She shakes her head, despite clearly needing to go as she bounces on her foot. “What, why not?” pushes Kineta. “I can’t without permission”. “Wait really?” chimes Reiki “Even Valora lets me go when I want most of the time.”. “Yeah, that’s not fair” continues Kineta. Arnia responds “Really it’s fine” she blushes “I like holding it” as she grinds the heel of her foot.
Now with all the rocks and most of the wood, Manas begins constructing the campfire. Valora and Yasu finish off the second tent. Kineta and Reiki bring back the last of the wood and leaves, then begin to play. Arnia makes her way back to Manas, holding herself desperately.
Manas looks up to see Arnia approaching “There you are, oh. Are you okay?”. “Daddy, I have to go potty…”. “Oh, that’s okay darling, you may”. She looks back at him blankly for a second before shaking her head. “Arny baby, it’s okay, I give you permission, you may go potty” he says placing the last of the materials and reaching for the lighter. “I… I don just need to make piddles… I need to make pushies” she says holding both sides. “Well, that’s okay, the toilet paper is over there with our stuff, just find somewhere away from the tents” He says comfortingly as he lights the fire. She nods and hesitantly makes her way over to grab the toilet paper.
Kineta and Reiki run over once they see the fire growing. Valora and Yasu having finished erecting the tents, head over to the fire, to socialise and begin cooking dinner.
Arnia looks into the woods, then sheepishly heads back to Manas. She shakes her head again “I can’t”. Manas gets up and takes her hand, “Okay sweety, I’ll take you” he leads her away and behind some trees. She pulls back on him as they approach. She winces and whines. Manas crouches down to her “What’s wrong Arnia, you have to make pushies don’t you?”. She nods, pauses, then timidly replies “I don’t want to, I, I can’t”. He pets her head “Oh baby, you scared to go pushies here?”. She nods. “Okay then, this way.” He stands and takes her hand. She looks at him confused but follows. Farts escape as she follows, her thighs tight together. Manas sits on a log near the fire, he pats his lap. Arnia squirms clearly at her limit, but makes her way onto his lap. She looks up at him with curious and pleading eyes. “It’s okay princess, you shouldn’t have to go potty in the woods, you may go now…” she looks at him confused, still squirming “you may go here” he smiles and hugs her. The others look over, curious and excited. Arnia shudders as a shiver runs down her spine, goosebumps cover her skin, she leans forwards, her eyes roll back. Crackling and smushing can be briefly heard. She gasps and sits up straight again, looking back up at Manas. He simply smiles back sweetly. Arnia smiles, closes her eyes, leans into his chest, and resumes giving in. Crackling, hissing, tooting, moaning, a choir of relief fills the air around the crackling campfire, everyone else stops what they are doing and go silent as they watch this unfold. Arnia’s rear clearly expands. She rocks back and forth between pushes, moaning, sighing, digging her face into his chest.
Her pants ruined, his pant legging growing damp. Her relief slows down, she takes a deep breath, opens her eyes, and smiles at Manas with a bright red face (see blushing through fur?). “Good girl, Arnia” praises Manas. Arnia smiles and breathes heavily.
Kineta bounds over “haha, you went poopy”. Arnia looks at her awkwardly, then notices everyone looking at her and the mess she just made. She buries her head in Manas’s chest. “It’s okay darling” assures Manas. “Yeah silly, we don’t mind… it was kinda hot” says Kineta. Arnia looks back and sees all the same eyes, now accompanied by pleasant smiles, she smiles back and giggles. “I went poopy”.
After a bit of a laugh, everyone goes back to chatting, moving on from Arnia’s incident, Manas whispers in her ear “Would you like me to clean you now?” she nods and kisses him. Manas lifts Arnia into his arm and stands, holding her legs up to avoid anything falling out. He takes her away to behind the tents, grabs what he needs, and prepares to clean his darling girl.
“Clean that up please, Reiki, foods almost ready” requests Valora. “Sure thing miss, right away” Reiki gets up and heads over to clean the puddle by the log Manas was on. Valora smiles towards Reiki with a sweet smile that turns mischievous. She bounces as she switches legs to stand on, her red dolphin shorts hiking up as her legs cross.
After burning off most of her energy, Kineta makes her way over to Yasu and sits beside him. Yasu wraps his wing around Kineta “You’ve gotten me quite horny today, Kinny” he chuckles. Turning to him, resting her hand on his bare feathered chest “Oh?” with lewd playful eyes “Shall i…?” glancing down at the crotch of his navy trousers. He nods as her eyes meet back with his.
Pulling down her shorts, Manas is confronted with quite the mess. He wraps her soiled short shorts up, but cannot completely contain her mess. Standing there bottomless with wet legs and a bum caked in shit, Arnia holds her hands Infront of her crotch and giggles “Sorry dada”. Manas simply smiles at her as he puts the mess aside and begins to wipe her down, starting with her thighs.
Once finished cleaning, Reiki jumps up “I’m done!” he turns to Valora, looking at her expectantly. “Well done, Reiki. Now, another job for you” she responds as she begins plating dinner. He smiles and nods “Yes miss” before making his way over to Valora. She begins to instruct “I have my hands full so-“, he interjects “I can plate the food for you”. “No Reiki,” she resumes “Please lower my pants”, he looks at her with lewd excitement “Again already?” he chirps. “Not quite” she smirks back. As he begins to lower her flowy shorts and maroon panties, revealing her bare pussy, she continues “then lay down on your back”. With her shorts and panties around her knees, Yasu gets down onto the ground below her, she spreads her legs and gestures him under her. He lays down on his back, body between her feet.
Kineta rubs her head in Yasu’s feathery chest before sliding down onto the ground, kneeling between his feet, she begins to unbutton his tenting trousers. Yasu slides forwards, placing his hands on her head. With his trousers unbuttoned, she unveils his cock, leans forwards, wraps her maw around it, and begins to suck. Rocking back and forth, her tail wagging, as she excitedly licks and sucks his cock. He massages her head, neck, and shoulders as she moistens his cock with her saliva. Kineta’s bladder is not yet full again, but the sensations that run down her body beg her to relax, given her already wet shorts she gives no second thought and gives into the feeling. As she licks up and down Yasu’s shaft she releases a trickle of pee into her yellow board shorts, it runs down her pant leg and pools at her knees. Yasu moans as he reaches climax. Kineta leans forwards, lifting her bum up and feeling the last of her pee run down her legs. Yasu holds her close as he cums, filling her maw with his juices. Once done, he sits back, she sits up, and begins swallowing his plentiful semen.
With her thighs clean, Manas lays Arnia down onto a clean patch of ground. He lifts up her legs and begins to wipe her pussy clean. Arnia giggles as he positions her, and as he begins to wipe. But her giggles stop and turn to moans as his wipe send tingles through her body. It feels so good, her body warms, closer, its right there, just about, gonna, gonna-. He stops, just at the brink. Her pussy is clean, except from a little moistness from the excitement. He moves to cleaning her bottom, the final bit of mess to clean. She whines from the frustration of the edging. She tries to reach down to finish the job before the moment leaves. He grabs her hand and prevents it “No sweety, you only make cummies when daddy makes you”. “hmmph” she turns her head and frowns with watery eyes as the feeling fades and turns to dissatisfaction.
With Reiki below her, and the dinners just about done, Valora begins to squat. But she stops when she spots Kineta giving Yasu a blowjob. Despite needing to pee, and having an eager otter below her, she stands back up to watch Kineta and Yasu. “Please miss” whines Reiki. “Just a min-“ a twinge in her bladder, she instinctively half squats as a spurt comes out. “Okay” she chuckles as the spurt splashes into the dirt just above Reiki’s head, he tilts upwards and pokes his tongue out playfully trying to catch it. Valora smiles at him and squats fully, losing sight of the others. She moves her pussy over his face, lifts her head, closes her eyes. And. Relaxes… She begins to sigh, he begins to moan, her stream fills his mouth swiftly, he splutters as he fails to swallow fast enough. Pee spills out and dampens his cyan shirt. She grinds back and forth, pissing onto his neck, his face, and in his mouth.
Having swallowed all his cum, Kineta stands up “Your turn” she smiles, still breathing heavily. “Indeed” smiles and nods Yasu as he reaches forwards, eyeing her damp shorts, he puts his hand on her damp crotch, feeling the wetness of the fabric, then pushing, feels the softness of her labia. He looks into her eyes and smiles as he rubs the wet fabric over her pussy, caressing and exploring her camel toe he made. She goes to open her mouth, but before she speaks, he slides off the log chair and gets kneeling in front of her. She closes her mouth and smiles as he begins to lower her shorts. With the pants around her ankles, she steps one foot out to spread her legs. He leans forwards and begins to suck her pussy, licking up and down her lips, tasting her sweet scent. She rests her hands on his shoulders, holding herself up as the sensations weaken her legs.
As the frustration of near orgasm fades, Arnia feels another sensation take its place “Um, daddy…”. “Yes darling?”. “I still need to go” turning her face away embarrassed. Still wiping her rear clean he responds “Ok sweety, go then”. She waits a moment, he continues cleaning, her body shivers as a wave hits, she manages to hold it in “uh, aren’t you gonna move?”. “No its okay, you may aswell go now before I finish cleaning”. She smiles, but waits for the next wave. It isn’t long, barely a minute and the next wave tingles her body, she closes her eyes and moans as she gives in. Wiping the cloth deep down her crack to get the last of the poop, he stops as her anus puckers. A stream shoots out from her pussy and covers his arm, a log begins to emerge, crackling as she pushes more. Manas lowers his hand below her anus to catch the log. Her poop slides out onto the cloth in his hand, her pee runs over his arm and down her leg. She sighs and pants “I’m done”. Manas disposes of her poop and resumes cleaning her.
Valora’s sighs turn to moans as her stream slows and Reiki’s tongue probes. Reiki now drenched chest up and having swallowed the last of her piss, begins to explore her vulva with his tongue, searching every fold under her labia. His pants dampen slightly as his mouth begins to fill with more of his mistresses’ juices. Valora grinds his face harder as she approaches her climax. Reiki feels the intense pressure, his arms reach up and hold her waist. He sucks and nibbles her clit. Valora roars out as she squirts, filling his mouth once again. He splutters, but swallows. His dick leaks more pre in his pants and twitches as he nearly cums.
Kineta shudders as Yasu eats her out and his soft feathers brush her sides. Goosebumps cover her skin as she leaks juices onto his tongue. Her legs wobble “fuu- ck yesss!” she gasps “don’t stop.”. The pair hear Valora’s roar, but ignore it. Yasu slurps her fluids happily, continuing to lick thoroughly. Her ears flutter and tail wags as she approaches orgasm. He rubs his feathers up and down her thighs, she shudders and stumbles as her legs are tickled. She howls loudly as she cums, squirting over Yasu’s tongue and onto the ground. She stumbles back and falls on her arse, Yasu catches her to soften her fall. She continues to shake and squirt at him as she lays on the ground. He pokes out his tongue to catch her last few squirts. Kineta flops flat, her yellow shirt slowly rising and falling with her deep breaths.
Manas and Arnia both turn their heads as they hear Valora’s familiar roar. Arnia whines and looks at Manas with pleading eyes, her bottom now clean, just her pussy wet from arousal. Manas looks her in the eyes and thinks for a moment. Then Kineta’s howl can be heard, Arnia glances towards the sound, then back to Manas “Please daddy!”. “Oh, okay” Manas smiles and chuckles lightly. Arnia cheers and giggles, going to reach her pussy. “No” he says as he lowers his pants. Arnia’s eyes gleam with excitement. She retracts her hand, and giggles in anticipation. Manas flops out his enormous penis, and leans forwards, dangling it above her. She reaches out to touch it, like a baby to a cot toy. Manas lowers himself and rests his cock on her, it reaches from her pussy to her belly button. On all fours, he sways forwards and back, rubbing it up and down her lower body, across her labia. Arnia giggles and moans as Manas grinds his cock over her. His dick too big to fit, but too small to hug completely, leaves Arnia holding it awkwardly as it rubs against her.
Valora moves back, kneeling and lifting herself off Reiki, hovering above him. He gives her a giddy and faint smile. His hands move to touch her pussy as he swallows the last of her squirt. Valora runs her hand down his cheek and neck, he shivers and kisses her hand. Valora stands, pulls up her pants, and finishes with dinner. Still warm thankfully she thinks to herself. Reiki stays on the ground a little longer, regaining his composure and breath.
Yasu gets back to his feet. “Thank you Kineta, that was wonderful”. She smiles at him and reaches out her hand. He lifts her up to her feet. She leans into him, hugging tightly and rubbing her face against his soft chest. Her pants still around one ankle. Spotting Valora standing back up, Yasu steps away from Kineta and does up his trousers. Kineta follows his line of sight curiously, and spots Valora, she casually bends down to put her shorts back on, now damp and dirty.
Arnia’s entire body shudders as she orgasms, squirting against Manas’s cock. Manas caresses her soft, nearly flat chest as she wets the underside of his penis. Her legs wrap around his cock, her hands grab onto his arms. She opens her mouth expectantly moments before Manas begins to cum. Manas begins to ejaculate vast swathes of semen over her chest and face, only a little makes it into her mouth, the rest covers her and drips down onto the ground. Her orgasm nearly ending picks up again as she is covered in dragon semen, squirting more down his shaft.
Valora spots Yasu having just buttoned his pants, her eyes move to Kineta’s rear. She enjoys the view as Kineta bends over before putting her shorts back on. Valora looks back down at Reiki, smiles, and helps him to his feet. “Thank you, Reiki,” she pecks his cheek. He smiles, bows his head, and blushes “Thank you miss”. “Let’s serve dinner before it does get cold” says Valora. Reiki nods and grabs some plates. The two of them walk over to Kineta and Yasu.
“Looks like you pooped yourself too” chuckles Reiki. Kineta turns around slightly startled, “What?”. “Oh, well the dirt on your shorts…”. Kineta looks down “Oh yeah” she giggles and brushes a bit of dirt off. As she looks back up “Looks like you had an accident too… But, on your shirt?”. Reiki pulls his shirt out to look at it and giggles at how soaked it is, then looks up to Valora beside him and smiles. Kineta just smiles and nods. Just as Valora and Reiki go to hand the plates to Kineta and Yasu, the four of them are startled by a squealing, then roaring, then more squealing. Kineta giggles “Guess they weren’t quite left out after all”. Reiki joins her giggling as he and Valora hand over the meals. The four of them sit down and begin to eat.
Arnia plays with Manas’s slowly shrinking shaft as he cleans the copious cum off of her. Wiping her all down once again. Once finally clean, the pair get to their feet. Manas puts his trousers back on, Arnia stands nude Infront of him. Her green panties and brown short shorts thoroughly soiled, her green shirt and his purple shirt both used to clean up the messes. Manas dresses her back in her oversized hoodie, while standing it reaches just below her poofy bunny tail. They dispose of all the mess and dump the clothes to wash later. They head back to the group.
Yasu is the first to notice the topless dragon and bottomless bunny approaching, he elbows Kineta. She looks up and smiles “Did you have fun?” before they can answer “Sounds like you did”. Arnia turns away blushing, her hands crossed in front of her, holding her hoodie down to cover her crotch. Manas nonchalant responds “Indeed we did, sounds… and looks, like y’all did too” he smiles, surveying them, spotting the wet and dirty clothes. Manas and Arnia collect the food. Manas gives Yasu an understanding nod and smile as he sits across from him. “Up here sweety” says Manas as he pats his lap. Arnia hops onto his lap. She digs into her food, no longer holding her hoodie down, unaware all can see her thighs and bum, Yasu having direct and only view of her pussy.
“Miss, I need to pee”. “Not until you finish your dinner Reiki”. He squirms and continues eating. “Daddy… I have to pee too” tilting her head back, looking up at Manas. “Same rule baby, finish your dinner first”. She smiles and exaggeratingly squirms her but on his lap. Yasu smiles as he watches from his prime viewing spot. Kineta leans into him “Well I have to shit” she says playfully. Yasu looks at her “Well once we’ve finished dinner, I’d love to come watch, but of course you don’t need to wait.”. She looks at him, then the others, as she thinks. “Actually, I kinda want to shit myself.”. everyone looks at her. “Really?” Arnia smiles. “I don’t know that I want to clean that, sorry” apologises Yasu. Kineta looks at him disappointed but understanding. “That’s okay, I’d be happy to clean you” smiles Manas. Her eyes light up “Really?”. “Of course”. She smiles and shivers in her seat. After a moment of everyone watching expectantly, “Well not right now… not here… … Wait, can I just go here?”. The others nod, “Sure” says Manas. She shivers again, rubbing up against Yasu “Well still, I’m just gonna wait till it comes out, I don’t want to push”. “Oh, I love that feeling” chimes Arnia.
One by one they each finish eating. “May I pee now miss?”. “Yes Reiki” smiles Valora. Reiki gets up from his seat. Valora grabs him “Where do you think you’re going?” she says sternly, with a defying smirk. “You, you said I could-“. “I said you could pee, I never said you could leave.”. “Oh, where then, just pull out here?” he questions timidly. “No, in your pants mister.” As she pats the log beside her. He jumps back onto the seat and wiggles his but back. He smiles at the watching group as he tries to relax. After a moment of nothing happening, except for Arnia’s squirming, she asks Manas “Can I pee too, it might help Reiki”. Reiki smiles at her, then at Manas. “Sure sweety, that sounds like a good idea.”. Arnia looks at Reiki as she tries to pee. He resumes trying too, though a bit distracted by her. In just a moment piss begins to shoot out from her pussy, between hers and Manas’s legs before splattering on the ground. She smiles and giggles at Reiki as her steady stream continues. Yasu watches happily, with his wing around Kineta. It takes a little longer, but eventually Reiki does begin to pee, the wet spot grows on his cyan shorts before pee is seen trickling down the log below him.
Arnia spots Yasu’s enchanted stare, she instinctively shuts her legs together, immediately she pulls them apart again as she realises she’s still peeing. She whines and regrets her reaction as now her pussy has started aiming her piss to the side, now going down her leg and Manas’s. She squirms as she tries to stop the flow, but is unable, her pee wetting her legs and soaking his pants. Manas accepting his wet pants puts his hand between her legs and begins to play with her bare pissing pussy.
Kineta feels another wave of pressure, her fur sticks up as her skin goosebumps, she doesn’t push, and she doesn’t hold. Just letting out a cute little moan as her poop turtlenecks out her anus, stopped by the seat of her pants and the log she is still sat on. Yasu holds a curled wing in his crotch as he notices Kineta’s shivers and continues to watch Arnia’s wet pleasure.
Reiki sighs as his bladder is emptied, leaving him sitting in wet pants. Valora holds him close, resting his head on her breast. He smiles contently, his legs giving a little energetic shake. His wet pants tent slightly from his arousal, but he makes no fuss, enjoying the sensation.
Arnia squirms and moans as her stream of piss turns to squirting. Manas’ large hands: soft skin on the underside, soft scale on the back, make great work on her petite pussy. He rubs her labia thoroughly. Kineta and Yasu both continue to enjoy their view. Valora and Reiki now looking over too.
Kineta leaks a dribble of piss into her shorts as the waves of pressure to poop continue. As her logs slowly push against the wooden log she still sits upon, her waves of pressure become waves of pleasure.
Reiki slowly tries to slide his hand to his crotch, before he reaches though, Valora takes his hand into hers. Her gentle glance down confirming the denial. He continues to watch the others as his member flexes against his pants, wishing for stimulation.
Arnia gasps and writhes against Manas’ hand. The sensations are exquisite. Eventually she orgasms again, blanketing their thighs in her juices. As she flops back down on his lap, catching her breath. Manas brings his wet hand up to her mouth to lick clean. She does so excitedly.
Whilst Kineta experiences another valley in her pressure, she stands up and looks at Yasu and his lap. He hesitates but nods, putting his wings out to embrace her. Kineta turns around to sit in his lap, but first doubles over as another wave hits prematurely, she moans as her first log begins to crackle out into her shorts, her bum in Yasu’s face. She continues to plop her rump onto his lap mid messing. She leans forward against the embrace of his wings as she continues to soil herself. Piss and shit now escaping her rear rapidly. Yasu holds her against himself, gently thrusting against her warm squishy rear in an attempt to cum. Kineta pushes her butt back into him and grinds as she tries to cum also. Brown piss now running down her legs onto the ground, they both begin to cum, Yasu jazzing in his pants and Kineta squirting in her mess.
The others all watch intently as this all unfolds. Hugging each other as they feel the cool breeze on their wet laps, and hear the exquisite moans just across from them. Then the smell hits. Kineta and Yasu finish cumming, and sit mostly still in their embrace as Kineta finishes with her final pushes.
“Guess it’s time to clean up and get ready for bed” organises Manas. Reiki whines quietly, and looks up at Valora longingly, she simply smiles as she shakes her head, before pushing lightly on his back to prompt him to stand. He does so. Manas lifts Arnia off his lap “To the river everyone” he orders casually. Arnia pouts slightly at not being carried and watches as Manas goes over to lift Kineta out of Yasu’s lap. Kineta smiles as she is lifted up into a wedding carry. Her raised legs preventing her mess from coming out onto the campground. Arnia however has turned around and started heading to the river with a slight pout.
Valora is first to the river, leading Reiki by hand. Arnia and Yasu trotting along behind them, Yasu waddling slightly with the gross state of his crotch and the inability to fix it without getting his feathers messed up.
Arnia grumbles quietly to herself, then looks back to see Manas carrying Kineta, she feels her body heat up, a wave of jealousy rushes over her. She turns around and continues stomping down towards the others in the river. As she walks, she pictures the messy Kineta in Manas’s arms, and she slowly begins to realise why… So her poop doesn’t go everywhere, Yasu can’t carry her, so either Manas or Valora have to. She’s still grumpy, but quits her grumbling as she begins to strip with the others.
Once Manas arrives with Kineta, the other four are already in the water and all but Yasu are naked. Yasu is only waist deep, holding his wings up, and still has his pants on. Manas enters the water downstream of the others, slowly lowering Kineta into the water, her mess all flooding out and washing down stream, she giggles and hugs him. Manas heads up stream towards Arnia. Kineta strips and washes a bit before heading over to help Yasu.
Kineta plays with Yasu’s member as she helps wash him, rubbing her bare body against his. Valora washes Reiki lovingly, intermittently rubbing his penis, teasing him. Manas now back over with Arnia begins to wash her, caressing her head to toe.
Once all are clean, they head back to the fire to dry, standing there and admiring each others bodies, as the fire crackles, and the cool night breeze blows over their warm skin they begin to yawn. After a short while they all turn in, heading to their tents for the night. |
Decided to write a last-minute Halloween story today. Hope you enjoy!
The Haunted Hedge Maze
Fall had become Kimmy’s favorite season over the past few years. She was originally from Florida and her new home of Goldwood was far enough north to have the gorgeous red and orange leaves she’d only seen pictures of growing up. It was cool, but not too cold and she had fun doing the cliché activities like pumpkin carving and hayrides. Best of all was her favorite holiday, Halloween. Dressing up was always a blast with her friends even if most of them weren’t a fan of the traditional “scary” activities.
Thankfully, she did have one partner in crime. Her friend River was a huge horror movie buff and they’d had their fair share of movie nights. Sometimes they watched the hilariously bad ones and occasionally they’d watch one so terrifying that they needed a new change of pants. Kimmy was currently wearing a bumblebee costume in the passenger seat of River’s truck. Her friend was dressed as a butterfly with her blonde hair dyed orange to match her costume’s monarch butterfly color scheme. Her antennae headband bounced around as she sang to songs on the radio. The pair of horror enthusiasts had heard about a haunted hedge maze in the nearby town of Dripping Falls and decided to go on a whim after finding easy costumes at Spirit Halloween.
“Ten more miles after we turn off of Hwy 23 and we’re there,” Kimmy told River looking up from her phone.
“Sweet! Should be a blast based on what I’ve heard,” River said. “Dripping Falls is a bit out of the way, but I know the locals love their Fall Frenzy.”
“Yeah, an hour drive isn’t too bad,” Kimmy agreed. She’d always enjoyed road trips aside from the ever so annoying problem of pee breaks. Her bladder wasn’t particularly the strongest and she hated being the one to suggest stopping. A wacky adventure back in college had revealed River was the same way. Two twenty-one year olds wetting themselves in line to ask for the key to a nasty gas station bathroom made for quite the bonding experience if nothing else. Kimmy felt her bladder twinge as she recalled that memory. Her coke was half empty but figured there’d at least be porta potties to use at the Fall Frenzy.
Night had fallen as they arrived at the park hosting the festival just. River hopped out of the truck and handed Kimmy the wings to her costume that had been in the back seat. She’d finished her lemonade and bobbed up and down in the parking lot. Kimmy added her wings, fixed her brown hair put her headband back on. The park was absolutely packed while largely catering to the young adult crowd. Costumes of seemingly every variety could be found on the park grounds. The homemade ones were great, especially the cheesy pun ones. Kimmy had always been a sucker for those.
“Oh hey! Kimmy and River!” a voice said.
Both girls turned around and waved to their friend Ronnie. The brown-haired boy was dressed as Eddie from Stranger Things complete with an inflatable guitar. “Oh, hey Ronnie! What are you doing here?” Kimmy asked.
Ronnie grinned and pointed to the sign at the table. “Shots and Shots. A fundraiser for Goldwood College athletics. Basically for $5 you’ll get tequila shots and pictures with Barkley the Beaver.”
As if one cue, the beaver mascot walked by and waved. “Sure, why not?” River shrugged. “Shots will make the hedge maze a bit more interesting.”
After a few shots and goofy pictures with a giant beaver, Kimmy and River made their way to the main event of the night. The hedge maze was an incredible landscaping feat with walls that were tall and thick enough to stop Kimmy from seeing over or through. A few people could be seen making their way out while laughing or bantering with friends about how they knew the right way out all along but got ignored. They passed one guy in wet pants as well as a girl who joked about needing diapers next time but had a dress to cover up any damage.
“It must be legitimately scary in there,” River said. “I think this butterfly needs to pee before we go in.”
“Same for this bee,” Kimmy said. She and River looked around for the nearest park bathroom or porta potty and were quickly disappointed. Even though there were two porta potties a short walk away, the line was outrageously long. Two police officers were even there to deter any public urination.
“Screw it, let’s just do the maze first,” River said.
“Sounds good to me,” Kimmy said. She definitely needed to pee, but they’d driven out for the hedge maze, not the bathroom line. As she and River entered the maze, ominous music started playing. They grinned and walked in.
“Terror 4 checking in. I repeat, terror 4 checking in. I need backup,” Audrey said as soon as the most recent guests were out of site. No one replied back on the walkie talkie and the black-haired girl groaned. She’d been on her feet in the hedge maze for four hours and had yet to get her promised break. She realized it was the busiest night of the year, but that didn’t make her predicament any better. She drunk both of her water bottles, and no one was responding to her signals to send someone over for a much-needed bathroom break.
Voices came from around the corner and Audrey grimaced as she got back into position. She put her skull mask back on and picked up her chainsaw. Three girls came around the corner all wearing animal onesies. They drew closer and it was Audrey’s time to strike. She pressed a button on the lighting configuration and a spotlight turned on behind the girls. Another spotlight turned on at a fork in the road. As the girls argued which way was correct, the girl in the elephant onesie convinced them to go right. Audrey grinned as they turned down the path leading straight towards her. Despite her bladder threatening to explode, it was still a fun job.
The elephant led the way with the lion and giraffe following suit. They turned the pivotal corner and Audrey jumped up with her chainsaw whirring. All three girls screamed as Audrey waved her chainsaw around and suddenly the crotch of the elephant girl’s costume began to darken as pee hit the ground.
“Oh My God Nicole’s pissing herself!” the giraffe exclaimed as the lion burst out laughing.
“Oh shut up Sarah!” Nicole said as they turned back around.
Once they were gone, Audrey groaned once more. That was the third wetting of the night at her station alone! Part of her longed to finish the flood poor Nicole had started, but her luck would lead to someone arriving midstream. She crossed her legs and buzzed the walkie talkie again. “Terror 4 checking in. Can I get backup?”
The maze had certainly lived up to the hype. Kimmy had taken River’s hand a few turns back and neither had wanted to let go. Witches, werewolves, and two separate guys in hockey masks had greeted them at several wrong turns and sent Kimmy’s adrenaline through the roof. River was perhaps even more terrified than she was as evidenced by her death grip. Eventually, they found their way to the center of the maze. A large circle in the hedges made for a nice place to take a breather. Kimmy looked around for a porta potty but found none there. Her bladder screamed for relief that wouldn’t be coming any time soon. Three paths stood before them, and she arbitrarily picked the one in the middle.
The hedge maze trail wound deep with several twists and turns. A ghoul popped out of the hedges brandishing a machete which startled both friends. Once they were passed the ghoul Kimmy patted herself down and realized she had her first leak. “I have to pee so bad,” Kimmy giggled. “I don’t know if I can even finish the maze dry.”
“Oh I definitely won’t,” River laughed. “I leaked all the way back at the werewolf jump scare." It took till they passed by a lamp, but there was definitely a small stain on River’s dark grey leggings.
They kept walking and eventually the path widened and began to incorporate some fake trees and decorative cobwebs. “I don’t like this at all,” Kimmy said. Spiders were perhaps her number one fear.
“Me neither,” River said uneasily.
They kept walking through the cobwebs. An audio recording activated saying something about angering the spider queen. Kimmy turned to River ready to beg her friend to turn back, but it was already too late. A giant animatronic spider crawled down from the tree. Kimmy held her breath and backed up under the shade of another tree. Suddenly a dozen giant plastic spiders dropped down and one even landed on Kimmy’s shoulder. She screamed and became acutely aware of the golden flood trailing down her legs. She was truly powerless as her mind panicked and her control of her bladder was the first area of focus to go. Warm pee soaked through her leggings and little even got into her shoes as the ground beneath her became a mini swamp. She shook the fake spiders off and raced through the clearing after River.
“Well, I guess you don’t need to pee anymore at least,” River said.
“Yep. Bugs hate spiders after all,” Kimmy said. “I think we’re almost out.”
“Hope so. Maybe there’s hope for my bladder yet,” River laughed.
They passed through several more haunts including a vampire and some clowns. The stain on River’s leggings grew after that last one, but Kimmy admired her friend’s determination. Kimmy’s heart still pounded even after wetting herself back at the spiders. The maze had surpassed her wildest expectations and they were far from out of the clear.
A spotlight turned on behind them. She and River expressed their unease but embraced their inner white people in a horror movie and decided to investigate. More lights continued to flash on ahead of them followed by some music in a speaker that progressively sped up as if they were being chased.
“Left or right, Riv?” Kimmy asked.
“Um… right!” River said.
They turned down the right path, which turned out to be a costly mistake for River. Kimmy heard footsteps, but only moments before someone with a revved-up chainsaw popped out and River unleashed a bloodcurdling scream. Like a storm cloud on a dark and eerie night, River’s bladder gave way to a torrential downpour. Golden rain cascaded down River’s legs as forceful droplets snaked every which way saturating her leggings completely. She let out an exhausted sigh once it was her accident was finished. “Well that happened.”
“It sure did,” Kimmy laughed. “Let’s get out of this maze.”
The two friends made their way through the remainder of the maze with few noteworthy events. Finally, they heard sounds from people outside and it appeared the exit was coming up. Kimmy and River rounded a final corner and screamed as four zombies popped out of holes in the ground. The closest one grabbed Kimmy’s leg and she blushed as the last bit of pee that had remained in her bladder spurted out. Thankfully the zombie's hand was only there for a few seconds.
“That was a good one,” River told the zombies as they waved goodbye.
“That was incredible,” Kimmy said once they were out. “Want to do something else while we wait for our clothes to dry? Preferably something that won’t end in another accident?”
“Want to enter into the pumpkin carving contest?” River asked.
“Sure!” Kimmy said. With one final laugh, both girls headed off through the park to enjoy the rest of their night. Walking around in wet pants was a bit embarrassing, but they definitely weren’t alone.
“Terror 4, this is Terror 9. Do you still need backup?” Audrey’s walkie talkie asked.
Audrey put her hand to her heart as she walked the two girls in bug costumes walk away. “You’re a life-saver Mark. I haven’t pissed all night!”
“Oh damn! Be right there,” Mark said.
Audrey exhaled while pressing her hands into her crotch. The butterfly girl would’ve never known due to Audrey's black costume, but for a few split seconds, they were both peeing. A few minutes later, a guy dressed as Frankenstein’s monster arrived. Audrey handed over her chainsaw and blew Mark a kiss. “Thanksomuchgottapeebye!” she shouted before sprinting out of the maze. She ripped her mask off as she ran and imagined the bliss of finally accepting nature’s call. It would be close, but she would make it.
Her triumphant run came to a screeching halt as soon as she was out of the maze. Men and women were backed up nearly fifty yards in the longest bathroom line she’d ever seen. It was admittedly long when she started her shift, but it seemed to have only grown. A short spurt did more damage to Audrey’s black pants followed by a longer one. She checked her phone and realized she still had another hour of her shift. She was tempted to try and hold but just wanted to relief in some form or fashion. She scanned the park and found a tree with no one around. She leaned against the tree and smiled as she finally peed. The warm flood felt amazing and best of all, the stain was nearly invisible on her costume. So many people had wet themselves that night. What was one more?
Edited November 1, 2022 by Goldwood
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Donuts Are A Dish Best Served Wet!
This will be following Sweetheart, I hope you like it!
"What a luxurious day." Sweetheart sighed as she put her feet up on a Sprout Mole. "Another episode of my amazing show! But..." She paused as a Maid Mole cleaned up the sweat from the Sprout Mole she was using as a foot stool.
"It's always the same. Three Sprout Moles, no love, a full dungeon. Oh the monoatony." She took her feet off the Sprout Mole as he scrambled away.
"Just for once I'd like something different. Something new, fresh, just something other then three fans that blend together."
"U-umm Sweetheart?" A Maid Mole stammered. She looked down at her. "U-uhh we have s-someone new today."
"Really?" She threw herself back on her bed, "Finally! Something new! Thats just what I needed!"
The Mole smiled to herself, before being startled by Sweetheart jumping out of bed.
"Well lets go then! I must meet my new true love!" Sweetheart rushed in the elevator, giving the Maid Mole just enough time to hop in before the doors shut.
Despite the Sprout Mole's dazed appearance from running, Sweetheart rushed out of the elevator, leaving little time for her to catch up.
"You there!" She pointed at a Maid Mole cleaning one of her many statues.
"Y-yes?" He asked.
"Get me ready for my big night!" She grabbed him by the Sprout and dragged him along for the ride.
After arriving in her dressing room Sweetheart set the Mole down.
"Now, I need this to be perfect. Don't screw this up or the other two contestants won't be the only ones in the dungeon tonight." Sweetheart stared intently. "I need you to make sure my dress is perfect, preplan the Wedding, I want the good veil. Make sure tonight's show goes perfect. Understand?" She said menacingly.
He just nodded.
"Good, now go!" She shoved him off.
She sat down in her chair as two Moles hopped up on stools next to her. One pulled a barber apron over her while the other offered refreshments which she happily accepted.
"Now just make sure you do my hair well! Like normal." She glanced over at the clock, knowing exactly when her show started she knew she had about two hours for her to get ready. An hour more then normal.
"S-sorry Sweetheart. The change in schedule so close to the s-shows start might mess some timings up! You're not going to get any breaks between now a-and the end of the show." The Barber Mole began styling her hair.
"And? I'm perfect, I don't need breaks." She replied, sipping on Raspberry flavored Lemonade the other Mole brought her.
After a half hour of hair styling and a finished Lemonade Sweetheart got ready for her dress fitting.
"Make sure it fits me RIGHT this time, I don't want it baggy like the previous tailor did." She stared as the Tailor Mole nervously nodded and got to work measuring her waist.
Another Butler Mole came in with more refreshments. Sweethearts constant drinks had caused a few close call in the past but nothing she couldn't handle. After all she was "perfect."
After the tailor finished measuring and fitting the dress it was only twenty minutes until Showtime. Sweetheart considered stopping by the bathroom before the show started before remembering there was no time for breaks.
She walked into the backstage area with Mole Mike and the three contestants getting ready to go on. Sweetheart turned away to make sure she didn't see her true love before the show began.
"Three, two, one, Showtime." A Mole motioned for Mike Mole to head on. Where he began his announcements. Sweetheart wasn't paying attention though, she was daydreaming about what her True Love would look like.
Her conscious mind may have been on love, but her unconscious mind was on something a little lower then her heart.
"S-Sweetheart?" A Mole walked up to her carrying a tray.
"H-huh? Oh! Uhh yes?" She snapped out of her daydream.
"Would you like your pre performance drink?" He pushed the tray towards her.
"Yes I would." She snatched the drink from the tray and gulped it down as he ran off.
The nervousness is making my throat dry, she thought to herself. As she began again to wonder what her Love would look like the lights went out.
"H-huh!?" She gasped.
"Oh, no! There's A blackout!" Someone from the audience yelled.
Sprout Moles began running around screaming help before a few Maid Moles said, "Sweetheart! Don't move! We don't know what's happening and we don't want you to get hurt in the dark! Just stay in place!" Before running off again.
A blackout? Those idiots, I wanted tonight to be perfect! Sweetheart thought before sitting on the ground. All these changes are really messing with my schedule! Maybe I shouldn't have been so quick to set this up.
Sitting alone in the dark caused Sweetheart to notice a feeling she didn't pay any mind to while daydreaming, she needed to pee.
"Crap..." She muttered under her breath. She can't use the bathroom while the powers out and once it comes back on the show will resume. "I just have to hold it."
After sitting alone in the dark for an uncomfortable amount of time, the power finally came back on.
She stood up, dusted her dress off and got ready for the show. As she stood behind the curtain she heard the announcer start the show over. Before finally getting to the point she needed to go on.
"She emits... Beauty... She exudes... Grace... She truly has... The most pulchritudinous face... Yes! You know who were talking about! She's all that's amazing and wonderful, and she is just about to set foot out his very stage! She's the one... The only... The magnificent..." Mike Mole paused as Sweetheart breathes in.
"OHOHOHOHOHOHO!" She took a breath to prepare for the next laugh as her bladder protested.
"OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" She breathed in for one final massive laugh.
"OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO-*hack*" The crowd ignored her unfinished final laugh and cheered anyway as Sweetheart tightened her bladder muscles.
Oh god, If I hadn't stopped laughing there, I would've leaked! She thought to herself. I better tone in down a bit.
"An excellent entrance, my liege!" Mike Mole insisted.
"Ahhhh Yes! Its me!" She said in a much quieter voice then usual. "Hello my stupid, adoring fans!"
"We love you Sweetheart! Yeah, you're the best!" Her stupid adoring fans yelled back.
"Ohohohoho!" She did her laugh much softer to prevent more repercussions from her bladder.
"Sweetheart... We have brought three of the best bachelors in the world onto this stage. Will today be the day one of them steals your heart?" Mike continues, "Let's start with some questions. One thing that Sweetheart values most in a companion is complete and absolute obedience!"
Sweetheart waited as patiently as her filling bladder would allow. What's all the hold up? She thought to herself. She muttered under her breath, "I don't remember it taking this long."
"Do you, contestant #1, agree... To pledge your allegiance to Sweetheart for the rest of your life? Contestant #1! What is your answer?" Mike motioned as the spotlight shined on #1.
"Uh... Sure. I don't know... I guess..." He answered without giving a real answer.
"Playing hard to get, I see! What do you think about that response, Sweetheart?" The spotlight moved to her.
Due to the nagging presence of her bladder she shortened who usual responses.
"Uhh... He's too short! Guards!" She motioned them on stage trying not to act stiff.
The guards rushed on stage and grabbed #1.
"HELLLLPPPPP MEEEE!!" He shouted as he was dragged of stage.
"Now onto contestant #2. We ask you the same question. There's no right or wrong answer. Just answer truthfully! Contestant #2... Will you pledge your allegiance to Sweetheart for the rest of your life?" The spotlight moved to him.
"Well, uh... Sure! If that means I won't be taken by the guards." #2 answered wrong.
"This one offends me! Take him away." She was rushing the show.
"Contestant #3! It looks like you're the last one standing. I'll ask the same question one more time. Again, no pressure at all. Do you, Hero, agree to pledge your allegiance to Sweetheart for the rest of your life?" The spotlight shines bright on Hero.
Sweetheart looks over and sees Hero, her eyes gazing at his features. She's in love. Her bladder and the rest of the world falls away to just her and Hero.
"..." Hero pauses for a moment. "Well... No, that doesn't seem fair at all. Why would I do that?"
"My... This one. He's absolutely immaculate! Could it be? Is Sweetheart... In love?" She played up the show, her bladder a distant thought. She fell head over heels so hard she's standing up again.
"WHAT AN EXCITING TURN OF EVENTS! This must be fate! A match made in Heaven!" Mike shouted.
"W-Wait, but I just said-" Hero got cut off.
"AH, YES, YES! YOU'LL DO JUST FINE. Now, what was your name again?" Sweetheart's heart was ready to explode with how much she loved Hero, something else was getting close too.
"H-Huh? I-it's uh... It's Hero, ma'am..." He stuttered.
"Hero! My Hero! We must go to my chambers at once!" She was ready to propose to someone she just met.
"Guards! I have chosen my suitor. TAKE HIM AWAY!" She shouted to her guards, she was acting stiff, but didn't notice because she was blinded by love.
As Omori's party argued about what Hero should do, Sweetheart felt something.
Oh crap! I need to pee! Her body shot back into panic mode as she crossed her legs underneath her dress. Before remembering that she still needed to keep up the show if she wanted to win Hero.
"I-it's time, Hero! Your Princess awaits!" She beckoned Hero over to her, with a hope he would move quickly so she could get a break.
"Excuse me... Sweetheart... Ma'am?" Hero asked.
"A-ah, yes... My lovely Hero! How I yearn for the sound of your s-sweet voice! Say my name again!" Under Sweetheart's mostly composed exterior lay an interior in shambles. Her mind racing as all the liquid pounded on the walls of her bladder, desperate to get out.
"Wow, haha... That's so nice of you... I mean-" Hero sighed, "Ahem... I'm sorry, Sweetheart, but... I'm... Not... Interested..."
"Why... Whatever do y-you mean, my Prince?" Sweetheart was stunned.
"I... Uh... This is all really flattering and all, but, you know... We only just met like... A few moments ago, and... Well... I have to reject your... Umm. Offer?" He explained.
"O-oh, pish-posh! Oh, don't be silly, Hero! I-I've never heard anything sillier!" She was getting desperate but had to win Hero first.
"It... It's true. I'm sorry Sweetheart, but... I... Don't... Want... To marry you." Hero sighed.
"... ... ... ... ... ... ... ..." Sweetheart took a long pause, shocked by what had just occurred.
"T-this... This is preposterous... No... This... This is blasphemy!" Her anger overrode her body. "YOU DARE REJECT SWEETHEART!?!?"
Her bladder bounced as she shook with rage, almost splitting her fan in half.
"EVERYONE LOVES SWEETHEART!! YOU HEAR ME!? EVERYONE!! SEND HIM OFF TO THE DUNGEON!!" Her body crossed her legs tighter as she continued to focus on her rage.
"Hey! Stop right there! You can't take Hero. He belongs to us!" Aubrey jumped out of her seat.
"W-what's this now?" Her free hand shot to her crotch. "What is a
non-Sweetheart fan doing in the audience?"
Murmurs in the crowd could be heard, talking about Hero while a few mentioned Sweetheart's weird stance.
"A-ah... I see... You must be Hero's fans!" She shuffled in place.
"T-the nerve of you lot... First you make a fool out of me... Then, you interrupt me during my own show!?" Sweetheart crossed tighter.
"I-I'm the one who makes the rules around here! GUARDS! TAKE THEM-*gasp*" Sweetheart lurched forward.
"H-huh? Are you okay?" Asked Hero.
"T-take them away!" Sweetheart pushed harder into herself.
The guards grabbed Omori's crew while some other Moles dropped the curtain and rushed the audience out of there.
A Maid Mole ran up to her, "Sweetheart! Are you okay?"
"T-take me to my chambers a-at once." She whimpered out while standing up.
"Are you s-sure you're all right?" He asked nervously.
"T-take me to my chambers." Is all she could reply with.
She walked lopsided, basically limping with both hands jammed deep in her dress.
I-I just need to make it. She thought to herself. Before her bladder spasmed and she fell forward on her knees. Her panties blocking the first leak.
She couldn't stand up. If she moved her hands to support herself she would leak. She knelt there, trapped by her bladder. All she could do was tear up. Her assumed perfection would be her downfall.
After being stuck on the ground in the empty hall for the what felt like hours, she heard footsteps. She kept her head down in hopes they wouldn't recognize her.
"Huh? Who's that hanging out on the ground?" Asked Kel, walking over to see who it was.
"S-Sweetheart!?" Kel jumped back.
"Sweetheart? Are you okay?" Hero walked up next to her, crouching to get a better look.
Sweetheart had her head down with her eyes shut tight. No... Not them. She thought. Anybody but them.
Hero looked down, noticing her hands in her crotch. "O-oh, you uhh... Had to go to the bathroom." He looked back up.
"Seriously!? She had to pee, that's why she sent us to the dungeon?" Aubrey walked over to her.
"You need some help?" Asked Kel, the three of them surrounding her as Omori stood off to the side.
She couldn't refuse any help in such a state. She nodded, reopening her eyes.
Hero helped her up, with her hands still glued firmly to her crotch.
"There we go, now... Where was the bathroom?" Hero's glanced around.
"I dunno, I don't think we ever found one." Kel shrugged.
"She could use a... Bush, I guess?" Asked Aubrey.
"Well where's the garden?" Hero looked at Sweetheart in her current state.
"Main hall I think?" Aubrey turned towards the direction of the main hall.
"But aren't there a bunch of people there?" Hero asked back.
"Does it really matter?" Questioned Kel.
"Of course it does! Would you want people to see you like this?" Aubrey shot back.
"P-please." Sweetheart whimpered, everyone stopped talking and turned to her. "J-just find me, s-something." She closed her eyes again, gritting her teeth at how hard she needed to hold.
"Oh! Uhh... Okay! Umm..." Hero looked around until something caught his eye, "Ah! How about a flower pot?"
Sweetheart nodded as Kel went and grabbed it. He handed the flowers to Aubrey before dumping the water out. The sound of which caused Sweetheart to leak again.
Kel set the pot down on the ground as Sweetheart shuffled over to it. She pulled the dress up as everyone turned around as to not invade her privacy.
The instant she got her panties down her bladder shot out straight into the pot. A massive golden stream leaving her body. She kept going until, "W-what!" She cut off her stream much to the pain of her still very full bladder.
"Huh? Is something wrong!?" Hero rushed over to make sure she was not injured.
"T-the flower pot... It's f-full. I s-still... Need to..." She stifled a sob as she put her hands back in her crotch.
"We can just get you another flower pot." Kel said as he walked over to grab another one.
"I d-don't know if I can s-stop again." Tears welled in her eyes.
"Oh... Well... Uhh... Well where is the bathroom?" Hero asked putting his arm around Sweetheart so she wouldn't fall.
"T-the only one is..." She paused, "is located in my chambers."
"Your bedroom? Oh we know where that is! I got a cool weapon from there!" Aubrey pulled out the body pillow.
"My! M-my pillow... It doesn't matter. P-please just take me there." Sweetheart started walking, using Hero as support.
"Wait!" Aubrey yelled, Hero paused. "The only way to her Bedroom is through the main hall!"
"Well... That uhh... Seems like a problem. Umm... Do you think you could uhh... Just act natural? Like you don't need to pee?" Hero looked over at Sweetheart doubting her answer.
"I g-guess. Hopefully." Sweetheart tried to stand up straight and put her hands to her sides before stepping out into the main hall.
The group walked through undetected for the first stretch, before a Maid Mole noticed them. Sweetheart put on a fake smile while the party nervously threw their masks on.
"Sweetheart! You're better now." The Mole leaned in, "In all honesty I thought you were going to wet yourself on stage.
"Oh ha ha, Heavens n-no! I'm too perfect for that. Ha." She let out a nervous laugh before smiling again, "Shouldn't y-you be cleaning? T-there's bound to be something d-dirty."
"O-oh! Okay, uhh... Just make sure you take care of her guys." She motioned to the group before running off to find something to do.
"That was too close." Aubrey pulled her mask up.
"Lets keep going." Hero said as he led the group forward.
Sweetheart kept on the fake smile, occasionally waving to people as to not draw attention.
Finally making it out of sight, Sweetheart doubled over in pain.
"Are you sure you can make it?" Asked Hero.
"Well it's just up ahead!" Kel yelled back as he ran towards the elevator.
After a much slower walk the rest of the group caught up.
"Gooing uppp?" Kel put on a funny voice.
"Kel! Now's not the time!" Aubrey said annoyed.
After they all packed into the elevator, Omori hit the button. The jolt shocked Sweetheart's bladder and made her double over again.
"Are... You sure you will make it?" Hero once again asked.
Sweetheart nodded, she was too close not to make it! Nothing could stop her now, she thought to herself.
But... Alas, her story was not a happy ending. The elevator lurched to a halt. And the automatic speaker sprung to life. Playing a pre recorded message.
"Uh oh! The elevator appears to be out of order. You will be rescued momentarily, just remember! Sweetheart hopes you enjoy your stay! OHOHOHOHOHO!" Before the speaker shut back off.
"N-no... N-no! N-no please no!" She was spiraling.
"Sweetheart!" Hero grabbed her, "You're fine. You can make it! You just have to believe, you are strong. You got this."
Sweetheart blinked at what just occurred, in there little time together she had never seen him act like this. She was ready to give up but... Hero motivated her to keep pushing, to keep holding, to make it.
Sweetheart clamped down harder to prepare for the challenge that lay ahead of her. Looking over at Hero she got a smile and a thumbs up. She drowned out everything other then her and her bladder.
"Soooo, what are we gonna do now?" Kel sat down.
"I dunno." Aubrey replied as she joined him.
"She gonna be good?" Asked Kel as he motioned over to Sweetheart.
"I think... She has this." Hero said with a hopeful smile.
After a while of waiting Hero was starting to get worried, he was pacing back and forth in the tiny box. Kel was dozing off in the corner while Omori just stared at the ceiling. Aubrey finally broke the silence.
"So... Is there like, A call button or something? To let people know we're here?" She asked, standing up.
She walked over to the panel without waiting for a reply.
"Hmm... Ah, here it is." She pressed the call button.
"W-we, never called f-for help until now?" Sweetheart sputtered out.
"Huh? Oh yeah no we didn't." Aubrey replied.
The button buzzed, "Hello, you've reached Sprout Mole emergency services, what's your emergency?"
"You know Sweetheart's bedroom elevator?" Aubrey asked into the speaker.
"Yes we in fact know that location." The Mole on the other end replied.
"Yeah we're stuck there." She explained.
"And how urgent is the current situation?" The Mole asked.
"Uhh..." Aubrey looked over at Sweetheart, "Yeah pretty urgent. We got Sweetheart here with us, if that makes you guys go faster."
"S-Sweetheart's there? Umm, yes we'll be over right away." The Mole on the other end hung up.
"W-we had no c-chance of getting out b-before now?" Sweetheart asked, distraught about the situation.
"I guess not." Aubrey replied as Kel woke up.
Sweetheart was starting to cry again. And with a nervous Hero in no state to improve the situation someone else had to step up.
"Hey wait a minute, why don't we just force the elevator doors open? Like, Hero give me your spatula." Kel grabbed it from Hero and stuck it in the door.
Struggling for good leverage, Kel was able to get it open just enough to get his hand in there and start pulling. After some help from Aubrey, he was able to get the door fully open. To reveal they were a little bit below a floor. Albeit not the right one.
Hero snapped out of his pacing, "Wait... You got the door open?"
"Yeah, we can see if there's anything for Sweetheart here. Do you have stairs?" Aubrey turned to Sweetheart.
"Y-yes, but they m-might not be in great condition... T-they fell into disrepair a-after I got the elevator." Sweetheart explained as she started shuffling towards the now open elevator doors.
Stepping out into the hallway revealed they were on a mostly unused floor. With storage boxes and dust everywhere.
"Well where's the stairs?" Hero asked.
Sweetheart kept walking forward without answering, saving her energy for holding just that little bit longer.
She finally reached the door labeled stairs. And with Hero holding it for her she stepped in, before seeing the mountain of stairs waiting for her.
"Wow that's... that's a lot of stairs." Kel gawked upwards as he took the first step.
Sweetheart slowly made her way up the several flights of stairs. Her state deteriorating so much it forced Hero to hold her up again. But finally, she reached the final door to her room.
Kel holding it because Hero had to hold her, she stepped into the room. Taking shaky steps towards the door on the other end, she was nearing her destination. Her bladder knew it too, making it much harder for her to hold.
And she finally reached the door. Hero reached his hand towards the handle and... Locked. He jiggled the handle, pulled on it and even tried ripping the handle off but it wouldn't budge.
"M-my keys... I keep k-keys to my bathroom. I kept them i-in the safest spot I could think o-of, my panties. A-and my panties... Are all t-the way down on the first floor w-with the flower pot." This realization broke Sweetheart, her persevering for so long, only for her to not have relief. She just couldn't handle it.
She hobbled back to her bed, and sat down. Hero sat down next to her as the rest of the party left since they knew what was coming next.
Sweetheart cried, if she didn't have her hands in her crotch her head would be in them. Hero on his hand on Sweetheart's back, trying to comfort her before the end they all knew was coming.
She sat there, with no chance of relief, still holding. Without any option for her, she still held.
Hero sighed, "Sweetheart, I-I know this is hard for you but... I don't want you to hurt yourself. T-there's nowhere for you to go and... Continuing to hold is just hurting your body."
Sweetheart knew it, she had no other options, so she just... Released.
A wet spot grew outwards from the spot she was sitting as she silently cried, taking her pee soaked hands out of her crotch to cover her eyes to the reality of what was happening. Hero said nothing.
She just sat, in her own puddle, a puddle that soaked into her bed and her clothes, it even soaked into Hero's clothes but he didn't care. He was there to comfort her.
And that would be the end! I wanted to try ending with the accident instead of having an outro so let me know what you think! I hope you enjoyed.
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First time trying my hand on writing a story here, english is not my main language so feel free to correct my writing 😄
this is basically a compilation of weird dreams and ideas i put togheter into a hopefully coherent story.
Luna is in her last year of highschool and is 18yo as are her classmates
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Luna was eagerly packing her suitcase for the next day as she was going to go on the yearly school trip, it was different than the usual trip though.
She didn't know the specifics wich was already weird in itself but the school managed to get into a program that would pay for the entire trip including the train to get there, but get this, they're going on a freaking luxury cruise? For a school trip?? Food and drinks included!
At school she and some classmates looked up the cruiseship wich was called "Symphony of the Seas" and frankly it looked too good to be true. It seemingly had everything on board from several pools, theatres, laser tag, arcade, a whole shopping street and it even has its own ice rink!
The price must be insane, so how come this all comes togheter for free for a school trip?
The only thing she knew is that it was started up by a big pharmaceutical company that gathered a ton of funding for a new line of medicine, and the students got to test it while on the cruise. At first she and many others were skeptical but her parents went over the legal documents and had to sign some forms and nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary, the medication had been trough loads of testing phases already and this was a last mass testing phase of what should be the final product.
There wasn't much more to it, she packed mostly summer clothing as the weather reports were mostly positive but on sea it can be alot colder sometimes so she did pack for colder weather just in case aswell (shorts, shirts, skirts and her favorite dress, one sweatpants, jeans, swimsuit, some winter clothing for the ice rink, pj's, etc.) The school had informed her they would travel from the school to the station but they would make the trip in school uniform so she laid it out for the next day paired with gray leggings to go under her uniforms skirt.
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The next morning Luna quickly ate some cereal and made her way to her school, she met up with her best friend on their usual spot. Chloe joined the school just this year only a few months ago but they became best friends really quickly.
"Hey Chloe, nice on time?"
"You bet, not missing this for anything in the world!" "I can't decide what i want to check out first once we arrive there!"
They continued chatting about what they were planning to do first once they got on the cruise ship, as other classmates started to join aswell, everyone was excited about this probably once in a life time cruise they'll get to experience!
Everyone started to gather around as they started to take the short trip to the train station.
Luna thought it would just be a regular commuter train but when they arrived at the platform they were surprised with one of those long distance, high speed and more comfort trains!
As Chloe gasped and pointed, "What the hell Luna look, we're getting in on first class!" as the first classmates started to enter the train. "How is this all possibly free?" Luna answered, as other students were talking just as excited and surprised as they were.
"What kind of backing does this company have to send this many people for free on this cruise with this amount of luxury?" as she pointed out, the amount of people in total would be high on that ship, and oh yes, the entire cruise ship was rented and as far as Luna knew, they were all going for free. "Must be a pretty damn good new medication they're working on, maybe they cured cancer or something?" Chloe half jokingly said.
They got their seats, wich was a 4 seater, Luna got a seat at the window with her friend on the other window seat as 2 other classmates joined them, Vicky and Selena.
They happily chatted along until the teacher started to hand out pamflets with more information about the actual program they were in, curiosity spiked among the group of students as they eagerly started reading what this was all about. It seemed the teacher was surprised as well because even they didn't know what this medication was all about.
Excitedly Luna started reading the pamflet:
"This is a mass test that will lay the foundation of a new type of medication that could be used for almost any virus and/or bacteria as well as many other illness, cancers as well as chronic diseases and even genetic disorders(!) "I can't believe it's even better than what i said" Chloe remarked, "this is world changing if this is true"
The medication works in a fundamentally different way as this type can be modified for a specific illness, once it targets the cells, virus or bacteria that's causing the issue the drug will activate it's healing procedure, once it does it will start removing the bad cells and create new ones.
So how will this procedure work? Well the body will very simply start to secrete the bad stuff as it usually does, by urinating.
To make sure the medication works, hydrating alot is of utmost importance! A side effect of this medication is that it works as a diuretic, if you don't hydrate enough the medication will simply stop working.
The ones you'll be testing will be test variants with no actual medication or effects aside from the diuretic. As we have tried to find different ways to minimize the diuretic effect but to no avail we have now tried this from a different perspective.
More info will follow when you arrive on the ship, you will get handed over the first dose shortly before entering the ship."
"Hold on..." Luna whispered to Chloe, "They said to pack extra undergarments and pants/skirts, are you thinking what i'm thinking?" "You think the drug would be that strong we could end up having accidents??" Chloe answered.
Wich Vicky joined in "Well... i mean... if i'm not the only one... i guess a few accidents isn't too bad if you get a top of the line cruise for it, no?" "So we only have to be carefull to go to the toilet frequently enough? Yo i can live with that!" Selena said while laughing. "i thought we might get like crazy side effects bad enough we wouldn't be able to enjoy the cruise, atleast that was my worry and actual guess what was gonna happen."
Luna quickly went over the contents of the pamflet again, rereading every detail and she had to agree with Chloe about the apparent expectation of accidents to happen.
Luna shivered realising what this meant... you see, already from a very young age she was intrigued by wetting. Wether it was wetting herself or seeing someone else wet themselves. Luna is usually timid and a bit more on the shy nature wich made her overthink alot of stuff regularly, in contrast of Chloe who's rather bold most of the time.
When she was little she every once in a while did small spurts in her panties when she was feeling more daring than usual, or she peed in her swimsuit in the garden when her parents weren't looking.
But she never actually had a full on wetting as she was too scared... Except maybe on one occasion. When she and her parents where out for vacation during the holidays when she was only 11yo they had rented a bungalow in the forests in a small village covered in deep snow, on the last day she was playing outside in the snow and later started making a snowman. She couldn't not make a snowman with snow like this!
She was wearing winter clothing with thick snowpants with an extra layer of pants, snowboots and everything, so she was warm and cozy at all times when playing outside.
She was making good progress but it was alot of work as time passed by her urge to pee started to increase. As she had drunk enough liquid before coming outside and on top of that her mom surprised her with hot chocolate milk while playing outside and now she really started to feel it in her bladder.
The thought came to her how nice it would be to maybe do a spurt in her panties, or perhaps a few spurts even? It would be covered by her snowpants anyway and now that she started thinking of it... it could be more than a few spurts as this was the last day of the holiday, they would return home in the early morning tomorrow. She felt more daring today, maybe it was the holidays and being in a good mood maybe?
She would shower and dump her snowpants and other clothes in her suitcase anyway once she went inside, and when she got home she would unpack it herself and dump it in the laundry machine as she would normally do anyway...
Luna was overthinking it like she always does, this always happened and she would always bail out by overthinking too much... she continued building her snowman wich was slowly getting close to completion after about another 15-20mins, but her need started to increase more and the idea of releasing some in her pants started to creep up again.
Her plan was perfect, even if she peed quite a bit she would get away with it so why not do it? She would probably regret it anyway if she didn't.
Luna started to relax her bladder but like usually nothing came out even though she had to pee pretty badly at this point, the habbit of being used to sit on a toilet to pee ofcourse...
She started to fiddle around with the head of the snowman and giving him eyes while she continued to relax her bladder and started to feel she was getting closer to release. She gave her bladder a little push as just a few drops went into her panties.
Feeling safe with her snowpants on she quickly went for another push as a spurt seeped in her panties, she sighed from the feeling of her crotch dampening.
She enjoyed how good it felt and gave another push, but this one was a longer spurt into her pants with warmth spreading in her crotch. She sighed again. Enjoying and relishing the feeling she's getting from this, her bladder got the message and started giving in, she was still relaxing and just when her pee was about to come out on it's own she stopped it. She had peed enough to make her panties wet, and probably enough to make a visible wet patch on the pants she was wearing underneath.
She felt like she could relax at any time and let more out. She was getting second thoughts now because she felt her crotch was warm and wetter than ever before, even though she was really loving this feeling. The fear of getting caught crept up to her.
She went over the plan again as she continued building the snowman, after overthinking it once again she was sure she wouldn't get caught and her bladder was signaling it wanted release.
Luna picked up the broom she found earlier in the basement and put it on the snowman as she slowly started to relax again "a bit more wouldn't hurt" she thought, but this time she could feel her pee about to come out on it's own and this time she wasn't planning on stopping it immediatly. She felt a small trickle escape.
Her heart was pounding in her chest as she let the trickle become a stream, she could feel her crotch warm up as the wetness started to expand. When she could feel wetness going down on the inside of her pants about halfway down to her knee, she came back to her senses, panicked and stopped the stream. Although... she didn't want to stop it as it felt so good.
Luna was breathing heavily, a bit shocked that she had in fact pissed her pants at this point! She could feel her butt being a bit wet aswell, She started blushing at this point. She quickly checked her crotch and legs for any visible signs, she didn't see any but she could definitely feel the wetness! And she would definitely get caught if she would remove her snowpants and her parents could see her wet pants underneat.
She knew what she did was bad and she would get in trouble if her parents would find out but she enjoyed the feeling so much and it didn't feel like it should be a bad thing actually, pee isn't disgusting anyway, she learned in school that it's even sterile.
She continued finishing the face of her snowman. After a couple of minutes had passed (she was taking her sweet time as she was more focused on the wetness in her pants) she was pretty much done with her snowman and was decorating it a little bit with a hat and some other stuff lying around, she still had to pee and the warmth in her pants had faded away to be replaced with coolness.
"i'm still wearing wet pants anyway, why not just do a little bit more and warm them up again" she thought, "no sign of my parents anyway" Luna was getting more daring at this point, as she spread her legs apart. She relaxed her bladder and started to push again. She let out a short stream in her pants, feeling the familiar warmth in her crotch once more, it came out so much easier than before she thought. As she relished the feeling again.
She let out another spurt and another longer one immediatly after as she felt the warmth spreading down her legs...
But it felt so good that she didn't want to stop...
Just as she ended her last spurt she gave in to the feeling and with another sigh she relaxed, and this time she wasn't sure if she wanted to stop the stream anymore.
She felt a shiver going up her spine as she realised she was contemplating to fully pissing her pants now.
As there was no other sound in the vicinity she could start hearing the clear hissing sound of her pissing her pants, She felt pee pooling up in her crotch and spreading to her butt before cascading down her legs, she completely succumbed and relished the feeling of the warm wetness spreading as she felt herself fully emptying her bladder in her pants. Standing with spread legs in the middle of the yard in the snow, she let out a barily audible "aaah" while standing next to her snowman.
The hissing slowly died down and her stream subsided as she pushed out the last few drops of pee in her soaked panties, she shivered, feeling the warmth and wetness spread trough her pants, all the way down between and on the back of her legs, she could now feel alot more wetness in the front and on her butt aswell. "best feeling ever" she thought while she started to blush.
Luna got a massive grin on her face as she realised what she had done, she couldn't believe she had completely pissed her pants like a toddler. It wasn't even an accident, she did it fully on purpose. She could've went inside at any moment and used the toilet, it's only 2 freaking doors! She closed her legs again and pressed them togheter a bit to feel the wetness, before starting to make her way to the front door of the bungalow.
As she made her way inside the warmth in her pants was starting to fade away and so was her euphoric feeling, the fear of getting caught started creeping in... after all she didn't intend to fully wet herself at first...
Very aware of her very wet and soaked pants but she had checked for any kind of wetness before coming in and luckily she couldn't find any signs, when she met her mom in the kitchen:"I finished the snowman! please go take a look and tell me what you think?" as her mom was doing the dishes and said: "sure sweety, why don't you take off those winter clothes and snowpants and go sit with your dad in the sofa, we're gonna start a movie in a little bit."
Luna panicked and her mind started racing "Is it ok if i first take a quick shower so i can put on my pj?", wich her mom replied "hmm, you could do that later aswell sweety, i think i heard your dad saying you wanted a snowball fight with him before we go home? So why not take a shower after that" Luna's heart skipped a beat. "I think i'm done playing with snow for today mom" After a small silence wich felt like an eternity she replied with, "your loss sweety, you know we don't often have this chance, but sure go take a shower"
Luna quickly bolted out of the kitchen for the bathroom and felt like she reached the finish line of "getting away with her soaking pants" she tought as she closed the door of the bathroom after her.
Her mother continued putting away the dishes as she leaned a bit to the side and over the counter just as she did a few minutes earlier to glance out of the window, if she leaned in like this she could just see the snowman outside, what Luna didn't realise is that her mother did this from time to time to check up on her when she was building the snowman.
She could swear she had seen her daughter zone out a couple of times and afterwards what seemed to be checking her crotch?
It started to dawn on her when she saw her daughter put on the hat on the snowman, spread her legs and just stood there for atleast a minute, maybe two.
She could swear, if she didn't know any better that her daughter had deliberately peed her pants while making that snowman.
For that reason she mentioned to remove her winter clothing when she came inside to see her reaction, and her panicked reaction had pretty much confirmed her suspicion that her daughter had soaked her pants.
She grinned but decided to pretend she didn't see anything. Kids...
Edited November 2, 2022 by OmoNeon
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Sorry for the long wait, This section is also a bit longer as the first and you can expect quicker updates.
Might even be able to post a new one tomorrow 😄
Chapter 2:
The train ride was gonna take about 4 hours and a half in total.
1 hour in:
Someone with a cart came rolling trough the aisle. They were handing out the first few doses of the medication, 1 each day per person.
They also handed out bottles of water and if anyone wanted they could also get a selection of beverages from the train shop which was a few wagons further into the train, all included of course.
They also got the message that in an hour we were gonna get an introduction video made by the creator of the drug himself, which apparently was a big deal according to her classmates and teacher, Luna overheard. The man had made several breakthroughs in the medical field and had won countless awards in his still relatively short career.
However, there were also a bunch of wild rumors and allegations towards him, it seemed that for every 2 great things he had done there was 1 wild controversy, but because of how exceptional his creations were they usually got ignored.
Everyone took in the medication and swallowed it trough with a sip of water from their bottles. "and off we go" said a grinning Chloe
1h30 in:
Now as Luna was starting to feel thirsty as she finished her first 0.5L water bottle by now and started on the second one, she did start to feel her bladder get fuller now by the minute. Must be the effects of the drug by now, although she hasn't felt any side effects, "so far so good" she thought.
1u50 in:
Luna really needed to pee by now and she noticed she wasn't the only one as more people slowly started going to the toilet, Chloe had just come back and mentioned "You might wanna go now as the introduction video will start in 10mins and there's slowly starting to form a line, you can tell that drug is starting to work".
Luna had finished her 2nd bottle and was already halfway on a 3rd, she also noticed people around them were drinking more by now, she got up and went to the toilet and managed to come back right on time as the introduction video was just starting, there were two monitors in each wagon, one each side.
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- Luna and her friends/classmates Chloe, Vicky and Selena were sitting in a 4 seater on the right side. Luna switched places with Selena as she just in time came back from the toilet and didn't want to annoy Selena. So Selena was sitting at the window now.
- 4 other classmates were on the left 4 seater right next to Luna's group. Direct left of Luna was Peyton, who she didn't like too much as she was often an egotistical bitch. Diagonal of Luna was Liv sitting, or short for Olivia. The popular girl of their class, not in the negative sense though. She was nice, good looking, good grades and if you ever needed anything she was there to help. Although a little bit prudish Luna felt.
- The 4 seats before them was a family with 2 kids, a teenage boy of about 15 - 16yo and a girl of about 11yo which Luna was the only one she could see clearly from her spot.
- The 4 seats in front of them were occupied by a group of men, probably in their 30s Luna thought
- After that was the end of their wagon and a glass door separated theirs from the hallway which connected the rest of the train.
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The introduction video started:
"Good morning ladies and gents and everything in between!" the man announced in a awkward energetic way.
Luna thought he didn't even look close to a doctor, he had a purple top hat, long purple coat and a shirt with a too colorful tie in Luna's opinion.
"I'm Dr. Neuhauss and i'll be walking you trough of what you can be expecting (chuckles) 'ehehe' in the next 2 weeks on the cruise ship, totally and utterly free thanks to Medifix(company Neuhauss is tied to) and our sponsors. Now lets check out the ship!"
"Yo that dude looks like freaking Willy Wonka, no wonder he makes great pills!!" someone behind Luna shouted followed by laughter, As the video continued which showed a promotional video of the ship showing off some of the things it had to offer.
As Neuhaus came back and with weird and overly expressive hand gestures he continued: "What you're seeing is a top of the line brand new ship with everything you dream of on a cruise, but there's a very special thing about this ship though! 'ehehe' (there goes that weird chuckle again) It houses all the new prototype technologies of one of our sponsors (which was called"NoLiQ"), carpets, chairs, beds and many more have all a new textile/cushions that works in conjunction with an in build system. The system is build in underneath the carpet or inside said chair or bed, You'll probably start seeing this in stores very soon as. it. is. AMAZING!
'ehehe'
I'll spare you the details to it but what it means is that it self cleans and dries for the most part. As long as it's hooked up to the system and maintenanced it can dry and clean any liquid in matter of half an hour to a few hours depending how much liquid.
Another thing that's equipped with these technology is this very same train, the amount of time, energy and money that goes into cleaning a train and ship like this is immense and i think everyone likes a nice and clean seat no?
Now, of course this will also come in handy if... lets say... someone had an "accident" 'ehehehe' As this test will also function as a social test of some sorts as we noticed in the previous tests that... well the medicine is in fact... (he pauses as he thinks about his words carefully here) working marvelously! HOWEVER!!"
In a more serious and lower tone he continued: "Some people apparently think it's not worth it to piss themselves for just 2 weeks so we can cure 99% of currently known diseases..." *cough cough* could be heard from somewhere behind the camera, "uhum..." he continued again in his upbeat way " anyway from the previous tests we learned that the problem isn't actually with the medicine... It's actually widespread prejudice about pissing your pan..." *cough cough* "ehehe, I mean... not used to the occasional accidents."
"Also smell, stains and it getting sticky were all complaints before so we managed to fix those as the urine will also be diluted anyway, so another improvement to that is just drink more and the urine should be almost completely clear and odorless!"
He then continues again in his lower voice again "Of course people then complained they would have even more accidents if they drink more... again people being prude about urine is the problem and not the medici..." *cough cough*
Someone from behind Luna "Bro this guy escaped from an asylum or something..." and Chloe replied smug with "and you swallowed whatever he came up with like half an hour ago, so shut up" and Neuhauss continued: "Although there's also some good news here, it seems that the problem is mostly adults that have a problem with this as they have many years of prejudice hammered into their heads that urine equals bad. However, young specim...*uhum* children don't mind it nearly as much. In our tests it seemed that after one to two weeks most of them were pretty unfazed about accid... uhum, side effects. So that result was very favourable!
So on to the actual social test!"
"ehehe"
"We want to simulate real life situations to some degree while on the cruise, in real life you don't always have acces to a toilet nearby either. So here's what's gonna happen:
The toilets accessibility will rotate between open or close, They will open or close for a certain amount of time before closing or opening again , so it's possible that all the toilets in the front of the ship will be closed while all the toilets in the back will be open, or three quarters of the entire ship will be closed by random, or Starboard open and port closed, etc you get the point"
"Now doesn't that make this cruise so much more adventurous?!"
"ehehe"
(Luna felt shivers going over her spine)
As Neuhauss walked off screen and the video appeared to be over an uproar started in the wagon, as people started talking over each other.
"excuse me?!"
"mofo played too many battle royals!"
"You say what now?!"
"Hell no!"
"Is this an out of season april fools joke?"
"bro go back to your chocolate factory!"
Luna was too shocked to say anything as were some of the other girls, "how is that even allowed?" Luna thought.
As the video was nearing it's end there were some additional rules and info being showed so no cheating would happen. Also according to the info sheet on screen the drugs makes your bladder fill in overdrive, so you have to pee a lot but the need for the big toilet will be seriously reduced. So they don't have to worry about that apparently.
But one rule stood out the most to Luna:
"Accidents are allowed anywhere and anytime"
"I'm not sure if i should be uncomfortable right now or... excited" she pondered
Luna noticed how Liv was bouncing her foot up and down in her seat, "Not everyone had gone to the toilet before the video had started, it's only normal they're getting desperate now as the drug was doing it's work" Luna thought.
"HOLD ON!"
As Neuhauss came back on screen, "i forgot a very important detail!"
and he continued in his usual upbeat way, borderline lunatic energy: "I forgot to say the social test doesn't start once you're on the ship, it actually starts now! Toilets on the train are closed as of right now!"
"ehehe" *video ends*
Chaos ensued
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2h15 in:
People jumped up, running trough the aisle checking on the toilet. Which indeed seemed to have been locked remotely and there was a little green light above the door before, but Luna noticed it had turned red now.
Liv and Selena were fumbling with their phones, not sure what they were trying to achieve.
Chloe looked shocked and mumbled something about "Lucky that i have just gone to the toilet a few minutes ago"
Luna overheard the guys behind her "this has to be a joke there's no way"
"You guys can see any hidden camera's? Maybe we're getting pranked"
"Yo, she really needs to pee this ain't funny right now" She realised there was 3 boys and 1 girl sitting behind her and apparently the girl was already pretty far into her desperation.
As they were all from her school they were all wearing their school uniforms. Luna could hear noises coming from the connecting wagon indicating there was a similar chaos in the other wagons as well.
"The train will still be underway for almost another 2 hours!" Chloe pointed out to Luna, "What are we supposed to do now?" Luna had no idea as she guessed that people will start having accidents in about half an hour. "I honestly don't know" she replied.
"Mommy i really need to pee" the little girl in the front announced to her mother.
Vicky who was sitting next to Chloe seemed to be the only one who was pretty calm somehow, for whatever reason.
The conversation in the front seats between the 4 men went as:
"Are we supposed to piss on the carpet? The video said it can endure it somehow?"
"You wanna go piss in the hallway or something?"
"What else are we gonna do, i'm bursting"
"You're right there's enough cover in the hallway hopefully, i ain't pissing my pants"
Luna noticed the others in the wagon were also trying to find solutions on how to relieve themselves. Peyton said in a snappy way "I'm not gonna piss myself if that lunatic thinks that, i'll rather piss on the carpet. Even if it was regular carpet i would've done it"
"So how are you gonna be doing that exactly? It's not like there's any cover here" Liv countered.
Peyton pondered for a while but couldn't really think of anything it seems. "fuck"
Just as the boy and father from the family in the front returned from relieving themselves in the hallway. The little girl with her hand jammed in her crotch stammered: "M-mommy i really n-need to pee"
"Oh sweety i'm so sorry, there's nothing i can do. I went to the toilet earlier and asked if you needed to go as well but you said you didn't need to" the mother confessed, while comforting her she said "Don't feel too bad sweety, if you have an accident now there's nothing you can do about it and we won't be angry"
"I can hold it longer still" she claimed
Luna saw how men were starting to take turns pissing on the carpet in the hallways between wagons, there was just barily enough room in the corner behind the door for cover.
The problem was for the women however... There wasn't enough cover anywhere on the train for them.
Luna saw how girls were passing by in the aisle with their hands jammed in their crotch not finding any place to relieve themselves without exposing themselves completely. She saw one who had a tiny but visible wet patch on her butt as she waddled by Luna.
"Poor girl is about to soak her pants if you ask me" Vicky calmly said as the girl was out of hearing range.
Luna did notice how Vicky (who was sitting across her) was slightly tapping her foot, she didn't go to the toilet earlier so she must be getting desperate... yet she seemed very calm about it.
Girls seemed to only have 2 ways this could end as far as Luna saw, either they piss on the floor by pulling down their pants/panties and exposing themselves for everyone to see.
Or relieve themselves in their pants...
"Thankfully i went to the toilet before the video" Luna thought.
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2h30 in:
The little girl in the front was playing on her switch while bopping her leg up and down, she was sitting uptight with her legs clenched togheter. Clearly she was uncomfortable.
She was wearing jeans shorts (just above knee length) with a cute pink Tshirt.
She suddenly stopped bopping her leg and Luna who was browsing the internet on her phone noticed from the corner of her eye as her attention went to the girl now as she might have an idea what was about to happen. The girl glanced downwards as she parted her legs.
Luna could see how a wet spot appeared on her crotch, making the denim a darker shade of blue. She gasped and shifted in her seat a little. Her brother must have noticed her leak and immediately comforted her "It's ok, you don't have to feel bad about it. It's like the weirdo in the video said, accidents are allowed right now and i'm sure you'll feel a lot better if you just let go" The girl looked up to her brother "really?"
"Yes, absolutely, don't worry about it, right mom?" he comforted her. as his mother added "Yes sweety it's ok, you can let go, it's no problem"
"ok"
The girl calmed down a bit and reclined back in her seat while she let her switch rest on her stomach.
Luna could see how she parted her legs once more, she let out a small sigh and a second later the wet patch on her jeans shorts started to expand. A look of content came over her face as she was relieving herself in her shorts. (and clearly enjoying the feeling by the look on her face Luna thought)
Her brother also saw the expression on her face as he said "Haha see, feels good right?" she nodded in approval as she committed to fully pissing her shorts now.
While Luna could see the girl relieving herself in her shorts with the wet stain slowly expanding and pee pooling on the seat at her crotch. She suddenly heared a sob from behind her and immediately after a gasp, as one of the guys raised his voice "She's peeing!"
"Oh no the other girl lost control as well" Luna thought as she had compassion with the girl behind her, sitting between 3 other guys that had a much easier time by being able to relieve themselves in the hallway, she was sitting there wetting herself without any possible escape.
"Don't worry about it Sheila, it's ok"
"Just hike up your skirt so it doesn't get wet"
"Nothing happened ok? You really couldn't help it, accidents are only normal right now don't sweat it"
"At least the boys were trying to comfort her to the best of her abilities" Luna thought as she heard her weeping behind her.
It seemed like the little girl in the front was done peeing, "I'm sorry, i really couldn't hold it anymore" she said, "You don't have to say sorry sweety, it's completely fine" her mother reassured her
"Feel better now?" Her brother asked and the girl nodded while her face was beaming with content. " Alot better" she was blushing. She picked up her bottle of water again and downed the remaining half of it almost immediately.
Next few events happened in rapid succession as suddenly:
"Alright" Vicky suddenly said, she was sitting straight across Luna as she suddenly shifted in her seat and readjusted her skirt, hiking it up a bit so she wasn't sitting on it anymore and parted her legs a little bit (she was the only one that was also wearing grey leggings like Luna)
She let out a sigh as Luna saw her shoulders drop a little. "Hold up?! Is she actually gonna..." Luna glanced towards her crotch as a wet spot appeared on her leggings that quickly started to expand, it started to run downwards and pool around her butt. She could hear the hissing sound over the noise of the train as Chloe gasped "Vicky are you deliberately pissing yourself?"
"I guess" she nonchalantly answered, "it's better than holding it to be honest, no shot i was gonna hold it for the entire train ride anyway and it was starting to get really uncomfortable." "Ok... but wtf?" Chloe added
....
"She's out of line but she's right" Selena chimed in slightly chuckling while Luna suddenly had a feeling of respect for Vicky. She wished she was as bold as her, since her adventure while building a snowman she hadn't dared to wet her pants ever since.
Vicky was still emptying her bladder meanwhile the hissing sound could still be heard.
"Dammit Vicky, the sound of you pissing yourself makes me want to pee even more, i can't hold it anymore!" Liv almost yelled
"Ok that's it, i'm about to piss myself" Peyton said, she slid of her seat and dropped down to the ground as she yanked her panties to the side and immediately unleashed a torrent of piss shooting out of her pussy giving a magnificent show to the 4 men on the front seats. While also spraying Liv's shoes with piss.
"BITCH YOU'RE PISSING ON MY SHOES!!!" As Liv jumped up her seat splattering drips around coming from her shoes, she was now sitting with her knees up on her seat as Peyton continued to empty her bladder, her pee splattering loudly on the carpet as she was quickly making a puddle.
Apparantely this was too much for Liv as she completely lost control and started wetting her own white panties, giving her own show to the other side with the boys and 1 girl from their school. Luna could see a wet patch forming and quickly expanding and going down to her butt with drips going on her seat.
Drips quickly turning into a stream as she was fully pissing herself uncontrollably with her whole crotch and bottom being visible for anyone having a line of sight, to make matters worse the white panties became semi translucent. Luna noticed as she was starting to blush with all of this happening around her. She couldn't believe what she was seeing as chaos was all around her.
Peyton was finally done and yanked her panties back in place ending the peek show for the men in front "shit my panties got a bit wet still, sorry about your shoes Liv i just couldn't hold back" she said in a sorry tone. Liv lowered herself down in her seat, making sure to not sit on her skirt as to not make it more wet (the back got slightly wet from her own accident), dropping her feet of the seat on the carpet landing in Peyton's puddle with an audible splash. "This sucks" Liv replied trembling, visibly shook with tears in her eyes.
A girl came walking trough the aisle with visibly pissed pants, as Luna felt compassion she also started to get worried.
She had kept sipping from her water as she always kept getting thirsty but during that time she had felt her bladder start to fill up rapidly with each minute...
She wasn't sure how much longer she would last as she started to bounce her leg...
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Chapter 3:
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Luna and the others were now 2h45 in on the trainride, 1h45 to go:
This time it was Luna who was getting very desperate, she noticed Chloe and Selena weren't very far off either noticing their change in behaviour. neither had said anything in the last 15mins or so.
Luna had wanted to indulge more in her little secret ever since the snowman building incident but she would've never thought it would lead to this... In the forest in the snow by the bungalow she was all by herself but now she was surrounded by classmates wich made this so much more scary than she would like.
"Come on sweetie i found a place where you can change out of your wet pants" The mother of the child in the front said, as she just came back. Luna had seen her walk to the front of the train not so long ago as she seemed desperate as well. From the looks of it she managed to relieve herself, although she was wearing a dress so that should've made it easier for her. Luna knew there was a little shop at the front of the train so she must've found a secluded place somewhere over there, enough for her daughter to change at least.
The mother grabbed their suitcase from the luggage compartment and got out some clothes for her daughter, although Luna could swear she had seen her take out an additional piece of underwear of her size while Luna grinned a bit of the thought she was using her daughters accident to cover up what must've been her own accident. They both left towards the front of the train while Luna could now see the big wet patch on the girls butt when she got up and walked trough the glass door.
As usual Luna was overthinking the situation (which she was already doing since they watched the video) But she couldn't find a way out of this and realised she was gonna end up in a similar situation as her classmates, and if she really had to chose how to relieve herself... It wasn't gonna be by giving a show to everyone else like Peyton...
"You guys, you're gonna feel alot better if you just let go, either way you're gonna end up with wet pants. Unless ofcourse, by some miracle you all manage to hold it all the way until we're on the ship... and even then you're not sure if there's gonna be a toilet accessible" Vicky said. "or you could do like Peyton and give us all a show" she smirked as Peyton gave her the middle finger. Luna couldn't disagree with Vicky though...Having made up her mind she readjusted her skirt as inconspicuously as she could, she wasn't sure if anyone had seen it but so far nobody seemed to react to it atleast.
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3h00 in, 1h30 to go:
Luna was back to browsing mindlessly on her phone, however she was more focused on her bladder as she was coming to terms with what Vicky had said, she had tried relaxing her bladder but nothing came out even though she was bursting for a piss at this point.
She started to push a little bit and she could just barily hold in a gasp as she felt a spurt going in her pants, she could feel herself starting to blush. Still pretending to be browsing on her phone she confirmed nobody had noticed anything, she went for another push and a bigger spurt went into her pants, she could feel her crotch getting damp now as she was sure this must be showing a wet patch on her leggings.
When suddenly the glass door opened and she came back to her senses, the mother and daughter came back in, the girl had changed out of her wet shorts and into pink sweatpants that went well with her pink Tshirt, thought Luna.
"Ok sweety, try to avoid any accidents from now on, now i just need to find something to cover the seat so your pants actually stay dry" as she started to fumble trough their suitcases, the father intervened "Honey look at the seat", as he felt it with his hand, "it has completely dried up, i gotta give it to them, these seats are pretty crazy if you ask me"
"yea my seat has dried up for the most part aswell" Vicky mentioned to their own group, "my panties are still moist but even some of the wetness is gone thanks to the seats i feel like"
"That's pretty cool actually" Chloe added.
Luna could feel her bladder now really begging for relieve, the reason probably being she already released a bit before. She didn't think twice as she gave it another bigger push and she could feel a long spurt going in her panties and she couldn't ignore how good it felt as some pee started to go down to her butt.
The warmth and wetness reminded her of the one time while building her snowman and with every spurt she did she got reminded of how good it had felt all those years ago. She could feel her bladder starting to relax on it's own now, with her heart beating like crazy she decided to not fight it, as she let out a trickle that quickly went into a stream. Luna couldn't believe she was peeing in her leggings with all her friends and classmates sitting around her... she could feel her pee starting to pool around her butt while the warmth exploded in her crotch engulfing her pussy in warm wetness.
She relished the feeling as her mind almost went blank, she could hear the hissing coming from her crotch as she was finally relieving herself in complete bliss.
Hold on... if she can hear the hissing... so can the others she just realised.
"holy shit Luna, you're actually going in your pants?" Chloe gasped, Luna could feel her face turn bright red in just a second as she realised she was audibly peeing her pants for everyone to hear. "it's ok, let it out girl" Vicky grinned, feels good doesn't it?"
Luna sheepishly nodded, "Wait really?" Chloe asked surprised. Luna agreed with Vicky saying "it does feel better than holding it" Luna felt the last drops going in her pants as relief washed over her.
Luna was still trying to recover from her embarassment as suddenly she could hear a hissing sound again, this time it wasn't from her though, she looked to her right as she could see Selena with a blank stare on her face and bright red face. "it's My turn now" she said in a low voice.
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3h15 in, 1h15 to go:
Chloe was deep in thought, pondering over her situation it seemed, she was nonstop bopping her leg up and down now with both her hands jammed in her crotch. Luna started to feel bad for her now as she didn't want to give up it seemed.
"Chloe you're never gonna hold it until the end" Vicky argued
"Honestly Vicky is kind of right, i feel alot better now aswell and if i'm being completely honest... it kinda felt good to finally relieve myself" Selena added with Luna nodding in agreement. They tried to comfort Chloe as much as possible.
After Chloe contemplated her options some more, she finally succumbed "fine, i trust you guys" she reclined back in her seat and took her hands out of her crotch, readjusted her skirt and gave a sigh... she parted her legs a little and Luna could swear she had seen her shiver a bit. "it's not like i have choice" a second later she let out a small gasp and Luna could hear a feint hissing emanating from Chloe. As she realised her best friend was sitting there fully pissing herself now, she couldn't help but think it was hot. Luna started to blush from this thought, confused and surprised by this feeling herself she ignored it and went back to trying to comfort Chloe together with Selena and Vicky.
"Feels good right?"
"Ok fine, you guys were right, it doesn't feel half as bad as i had thought it would be" Chloe claimed, while her face was showing pure relief. "I can't believe i actually did that though"
Luna felt the same, she had just wet herself in front of her classmates, still she was really embarrassed about it though.
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3h30 in, 1h to go:
Luna thought it would be a good idea to go and stretch her legs and go to the shop to see what kinds of stuff they have to eat and get something to drink aswell, even though she had drunk about 1.5L of water + some soda from her backpack she had started to feel thirsty once more. Chloe joined her.
Just as they got up it seemed the boy and girl on the front row had decided to do the same when they got up in front of them and made their way to the front of the train, where the shop was. As quite some time had passed already from the first time the girl had wet herself Luna could imagine she would need to be close to bursting again by now, Luna wasn't wrong about that she quickly realised.
The boy was walking in front with his little sister right behind him, then Luna and then Chloe was following in the back.
Boy: "Mom asked me to find a place for you so you can pee, but i don't understand how i'm suddenly supposed to find a miracle spot while as far as i can see most girls on this train have had accidents so far."
Girl: "I don't understand either, i thought it would be ok to pee in my already wet shorts before but then suddenly she said to follow her so i could change and i didn't know what to say...So i don't know what i'm supposed to do now as i'm bursting to pee"
Boy: "Where did you manage to change clothes though? And where did mom pee actually?"
Girl: "erm... i think she wet herself as well actually, the man in the shop let us in and i could use a small room in the back to change, but she also went in after me so i think she changed her panties" They had just arrived in the little shop as the boy turned around and said: "Oh really now, so what now? we're just supposed to find a magically appearing toilet while no one else can either?"
Just as they entered the shop Luna chimed in, "If i wouldn't know any better i think your mom used your accident to hide her own accident, so she took you with her so she could also change."
Chloe: "honestly i already thought it was kind of stupid when i saw you change in your sweatpants, you're gonna have to pee again before the train arrives, so why change?"
Luna: "We're Luna and Chloe btw"
They started a conversation with, apparently Billy and Emma as they introduced themselves to Luna and Chloe. They started to help comfort Emma while she was clearly bursting to pee
Billy said: "Ok that makes sense why she took Emma with her actually, i'm sorry, i know you really need to pee but i have no idea where you could go... "
With a sad look in her eyes Emma said "I really don't want to have another accident, i normally never have accidents... and so many people will notice i have wet my pants when i have to walk all the way back" she said in a sorrowful voice
Luna: "Try not to feel ashamed, alot of people on the train have had accidents by now so there's absolutely nothing to be embarassed about, "look" Luna lifted her skirt up a bit so Emma could see her wet patch on her leggings, "See? Honestly if it was my decision i would tell you it's ok to go in your pants right now."
Emma: "But... so many people would see"
Billy: "She's right though, Emma it's ok if you have an accident, and you're really not the only one. And don't worry what mom said ok?"
"It's ok, i can still hold" Emma said in a weak voice while holding her hand in her crotch, "Yea but for how long?" Chloe asked
"Oy, that's rude" Luna chimed in, "ok ok sorry"
Luna: "What Chloe is trying to say is that it doesn't matter too hold it for as long as possible as you're gonna have to pee sooner or later anyway. Also your bladder will start to feel uncomfortable or even hurt if you hold for too long"
Emma: "Is it really ok?" she asked Billy
Billy nodded "Yes really, If you start feeling uncomfortable you can just let it go, no need to feel ashamed about it."
"ok"
It seemed that they had comforted Emma for now as they started to check out what the little shop had to offer.
It was a small shop with a few standing tables were people could consume their food or drinks, even some warm snacks and beverages to the groups delight. There was one table with some people on but they were just leaving Luna saw. The shopkeeper was big and overweight but he had one of those friendly faces, Luna could just tell by looking at him.
"Woa i want a double grilled ham and cheese please" Chloe ordered, "Same for me" Luna ordered, "with ketchup?" the shopkeeper asked, They took a step back after finishing their order so the others could order as well.
Emma was squirming while standing next to Billy while he was ordering their food, Luna and Chloe stood right behind them and she could see that Emma's pink sweatpants had "cute" spelled in white letters on her butt, which was quite funny thought Luna, as she knew the girl was gonna wet those pants sooner than later. And then as Luna had predicted...
She could see how Emma was still squirming while suddenly she stopped and slightly parted her legs, a few seconds later she could see how she relaxed as her shoulders dropped a bit. She could hear her saying in a soft voice to Billy:
"I'm peeing" and just as she said it Luna started to see a wet patch form and expand on her butt while also starting to expand down her legs making the fabric change into a more reddish pink. "Ofcourse, no problem" Billy comforted her, while patting her on the head.
With the extra comforting from her brother Luna could now tell that Emma was fully releasing her bladder as she could start to hear a faint hissing noise. Her butt and inside of her legs were now glistening as her pee started to cascade down and soak her inner tighs and the back of her legs. "that must feel good now doesn't it?" Luna asked, Emma turned around so she faced Chloe and Luna aswell. She could see a smile of content on her face "Yea, and i'm still peeing" she chuckled, All four of them were looking down now, looking how a puddle was starting to form at Emma's feet as she was still peeing in her pants. She could now also see the front of her sweat pants wich was glistening with pee from her crotch all the way down. Atleast she was staying calm about it Luna thought, she was glad the comforting had helped.
"Ok i'm done" Emma announced
The shopkeeper gave them the ticket of their orders and told them it will be ready in a few minutes. It seemed he had overheard their conversation from earlier as he glanced over his counter and saw Emma standing in her puddle with still glistening wet pants, a gentle smile appeared on his face. With a deep but friendly voice he said: "That's a big puddle for a little girl if you ask me, that must've felt good didn't it?"
"uhhm... yea, sorry" Emma stammered while starting to blush.
"No need to apologize, you did nothing wrong. Anyway i'll get your food ready in a few minutes while you guys wait"
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Chapter 4:
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The 4 of them had taken a spot on one of the tables and were munching on their snacks while chatting about what they wanted to do and see on the cruise, Luna started with saying she definitely wanted to go to the ice rink and see one of the aqua theater shows which were apparently of very high quality according to reviews. Emma said she also wanted to see those as well as the huge arcade on board.
Billy went with testing all the various foods as well as the waterparks but wouldn't say no to the arcade as well.
Chloe just said "everything",
"That's actually a serious challenge" Emma laughed.
"That ship is humongous, you know that right?" Luna added,
"Okay okay i didn't really look up the info like you guys apparantly did," While Chloe took a bite out of her sandwich, with a mouthfull she continued "i know it's supposed to be big but i'll decide when i get there what i want first."
Emma had started worrying about her wet pants, "Do you think mom will be mad?" She asked Billy,
"don't worry, i'll tell them you had an accident" Billy reassured her.
"It's not like you could help it, most girls have had accidents on the train anyway" Chloe added.
"Well it wasn't exactly an accident" Emma said. "It felt really...." she suddenly cut off what she was saying
"wait, how was it not an accident?" Luna said in between bites.
"I mean, that i could've held it longer," Emma sheepishly admitted "but you guys said there was no point in holding it for longer if i started to feel uncomfortable" After another bite she added, "So it's not really an accident right?"
"Lets just tell mom & dad you had an accident, you're right, lets not risk them getting angry over nothing"
After some more minutes had passed by, "Did any of you ever had accidents?" Emma asked curiously
"I once peed in my snowpants" Emma blurted out, and added "When i was about your age actually"
"How come you had an accident?" Emma continued between slurps of her drink.
"Well technically it wasn't an accident" Luna started to blush heavily now, why did she speak up again? She should've kept quiet, this was her own little secret.
This time it was Chloe who asked, "So how was your accident technically not an accident then?
"Ok, i think i know what you mean now Emma" Luna said, realising where this was headed, quickly trying to change the subject after.
They finished their food and were sipping on drinks as Luna felt the first signs of her bladder filling again, which also gave her an idea. She told Emma to not announce her need to pee anymore while she's on her seat. Instead just pee in your already wet pants so you don't draw attention. Else your mom might send you 2 across the train again to find a place to pee, or change your clothes again or something. Billy agreed and Chloe nodded approvingly.
Emma nodded with a bit of a blush on her face.
They walked back to their respective seats with Emma saying a thank you to Luna and Chloe for earlier, which they answered with a "no problem"
Her mom let out a sigh when she saw Emma's wet pants, Billy immediately interjected that it was an accident and she couldn't help it. As Luna had predicted their parents were both somewhat understandable about the situation, she probably just wanted to clarify earlier to her daughter it wasn't ok to pee herself whenever she liked. Of course the girl can't help accidents right now. Parenting must be tough in a situation like this, Luna thought.
4:20 in on the train ride, 10mins to go.
When they came back from the shop earlier Luna had consciously adjusted her skirt when she sat down, so she wouldn't sit on it. This time she wasn't gonna make it as obvious she thought.
She could've held it for longer for sure, she wasn't bursting yet, but the train was gonna arrive soon and she didn't want to get caught having an accident when they're walking to the ship. With her leggings and skirt it's easy to hide as long as she's peeing while sitting.
Still wary about the fact she was sitting on a seat in a train and about to re wet her panties and leggings with all of her classmates around her, she couldn't help but starting to blush. She started to relax and a few seconds later she was greeted with a stream of warm pee heating up her crotch and butt once more as she was rewetting her panties and leggings while she relished the feeling.
The first time she had wet on the train she had felt forced to have an accident, now she was more relaxed and was enjoying this a lot more. She could feel it start to pool around her butt as she was emptying her bladder in her seat. After a while her stream started to subside and she pushed the last few drops in her panties and leggings. She glanced around to check if anyone had noticed, but it seemed nobody had... until she caught Emma's gaze, Luna could tell she was looking at her very wet crotch. She must've seen her wet herself just now, Emma looked up from Luna's crotch and give her a smile. Luna returned the smile. She could see the pee stain on her pink pants that had faded from earlier.
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The first time Emma had peed herself in her jean shorts she was mortified about it. Her bladder was hurting as well by the time she finally released, although once she did start to pee it felt amazing to finally be able to feel that relieve.
Then later at the little shop they convinced her to let go instead of keep holding it and not to be ashamed. Truth is, once her embarrassment got pushed to the side with the comforting help of her brother,Luna and Chloe, she secretly had enjoyed peeing in her pants. The experience of releasing in her pants and how she could feel it running down her legs was pure bliss. She almost blurted out earlier when they were eating together that she enjoyed it, of course she couldn't say that! She blushed even thinking about it.
When they came back from the shop she Had done exactly what Luna had told her to and didn't say anything about her need to pee to her parents when her bladder started to fill. Which went pretty quickly as she had been drinking even more than before, partially because she's thirsty but also because she knew she would need to pee sooner.
Emma had seen Luna just wet herself in her seat right in front of her, my turn she thought. And although she didn't want to acknowledge it, she had been looking forward to just relax and go in her seat... But what would her parents say when their daughter pissed her pants in front of them without even asking or saying anything?
She relaxed her bladder and just as she felt her pee was about to come out she stopped again, she was really anxious about peeing herself on purpose. A few seconds later she started to relax again and she could feel that she started to leak in her pants, after about 2 seconds she stopped again. Her pants had still the pee stain from earlier that had faded because it had dried quite a bit by now. But as she glanced down to her crotch she could now see a new small wet patch had formed.
She felt the familiar warmth and immediately wanted to let go of the rest, but again, she was worried for her parents reaction, not sure what to do she glanced to Luna. She saw Luna looking at her and she silently mouthed the words. "let go"
Emma gazed back down to her own crotch now. Thanks to Luna she had made up her mind, she wanted to feel that blissfull feeling again. She parted her legs a bit as she relaxed and let out a stream of pee, she saw the wet patch spread simultaneously with the feeling of warmth in her crotch, she felt it going downwards now aswell, seeping trough her pants and into the seat. She was in pure bliss once again.
She committed to fully relaxing. No point in holding back she thought, they're gonna notice it anyway. As she started to hear a feint hissing noise, she could feel it starting to pool around her butt. Her pants were glistening with pee by now as she could see the stain creep up almost to her knees. A grin came on her face as she realised she was peeing herself for the 3rd time now today.
Her mom and dad had finally noticed, "Are you peeing in your pants again?" their tone sounded more angry than understanding this time, but Emma didn't care anymore. She relished the feeling, after a few more seconds she could feel her stream subside and she pushed the last remaining drops in her soaked sweatpants, she sighed from content.
Her butt was wet and warm from the pee that had pooled on the seat, she could feel it slowly soak into the seat now. Slowly her focus came back to the situation at hand, her mom and dad were looking at her with an expression that she couldn't really place, where they mad? disappointed? both?
Her parents had been speechless for a few seconds by now as her mom was the first to regain her composure and say, "Emma, did you just pee yourself on purpose?"
Billy intertwined, "Sorry, i told her earlier in the shop that if she still had to pee she could just go in her pants, as they were already wet anyway there's not much we or she can do about it anyway. So this is probably my fault?"
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Luna loved how Billy stood up and protected his little sister, she could hear them argue for a little bit longer but then the intercom announced that they would be arriving at the station in just a few minutes, as everyone started to gather their stuff and check if they hadn't forgotten anything the discussion had ended, Billy and Emma were saved by the bell so to speak.
They all stood up to exit the train as Emma was right in front of Luna and she could see the big pee stain on the back of her pants now, the words "cute" were completely soaked now, she chuckled a little bit, she really hadn't held back Luna thought. When they were standing in the aisle, Emma turned around and their eyes met when a grin formed on her face.
She was a little bit envious of the little girl, when she was her age she would never have dared to fully wet herself like that. Although the one time while building the snowman was fun though.
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They were walking with their suitcases trough the station, Luna could already smell the sea. The hallway was big and high with a blend of metal and glass. Very modern Luna thought. Walking from the station to the port was gonna take just a few minutes of walking she overheard, as they made their way trough the exit towards the port she could hear some "wow" and "holy shit" erupt in front of them. They passed the corner and she saw why. They had a clear view of the port now which spread far and wide with a lot of ships anchored, some small and bigger ones but there was one that stood out from the rest.
It was enormous and majestic, as they were walking closer it only started to tower over them more and more. So this is the Symphony of the Seas?! Chloe hadn't said a word yet, as Luna glanced to her side she could see her walking next to her with her mouth agape. Luna couldn't hold back laughter seeing her expression.
"So this is her huh?" Vicky caught up to them walking, "I swear it looks so much bigger in person"
So this is where they'll be spending the next 2 weeks on, Luna thought.
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The ship "Symphony of the Seas"
https://www.nedcruise.info/symphony of the seas.htm
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A bit shorter this time, but definitely not less fun i hope 😄
Chapter 5:
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They all boarded the ship while being in awe of the sheer size and beauty of the interior, firstly they went to the service desks to get checked in.
The check-in went without any issues, they got their room number with a key card for each person. Meanwhile while checking in they had seen a Karen going total nuts against the service desk while holding the hand of a little boy who had clearly wet his pants.
Luna could've sworn she heard her yell against the service desk that she wanted to see the manager, She couldn't be sure what it was about as it was hard to hear from their distance, not that she cared too much. They went on their way further on the ship.
As they were on their way towards their rooms they were further taking in the ship as it was as beautiful as they had expected, if not more so.
They walked with their luggage trough what they called "central park" it was basically a long road with nature, grass, plants, flowers and trees in the middle and shops and restaurants on the outside, it was beautiful and impressive while they noticed there was another street below them, like a boulevard with it's own shops and diners as well what seemed to be a mini carnival "truly impressive" Chloe remarked.
They wanted to go and explore already but Luna had felt her bladder fill up by now and she knew she was gonna need relieve pretty soon, going to look for a toilet that was open was probably a bad idea right now as they were carrying their luggage still. Although they did make a quick stop just to get a drink as she and Chloe were thirsty, almost every corner had a stand or shop or whatever else you can imagine giving away drinks, all for free of course.
They did learn at the service desk that at some of the restaurants you needed to pay extra if they wanted to eat there as those were a la carte while most other dining places were buffet style.
They took the elevator ("omg they have several elevators on a ship?" Chloe squeeled) to get to the floor where their room was.
As they entered their 2 person room, they took in the space, they instantly noticed that the bed was one kingsize bed for the two of them. They hadn't been able to choose their rooms as they got chosen for them, so they didn't know what they were gonna get beforehand.
Luna secretly liked the idea she was gonna be sleeping in the same bed as Chloe, they were best friends after all, so that's normal right? Right? she didn't think too long about that last part.
Chloe also didn't mind she said, "which side of the bed do you pick?" she added. They quickly agreed that Luna was taking the left side close to the window and Chloe the right side close to the exit and bathroom.
So the plan was that they would go to the toilet and take a shower before unpacking and going to explore the ship. But as they started to take in the room they had noticed a serious problem in their plan. They noticed the toilet was separated from the bathroom but what was worse is that... it was closed. It had it's own red/green light above the door which was now on red.
There was a pamflet on their desk with additional "room rules"
Luna started reading the pamflet out loud so Chloe could hear it as well.
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Symphony of the Seas, room rules and info:
-All rooms are equipped with the self cleaning and super absorbent material from "NoLiQ"
This includes: The carpet, couch and bed/mattress.
-The toilet will be locked during the day, it will unlock somewhere in the late evening throughout the night until the morning to be locked again for the rest of the day.
-There's an onboard washing service besides the bed sheets, you can also put your clothes in the bin (Luna could see a bin with a lid on in the bathroom) the clothes will get picked up, washed and returned the day after. All included in the service.
-There's another utility in the room, a new prototype from NoLiQ solutions.
Instructions: Put your shoes in to clean and dry within a few minutes to half an hour! (Luna already wondered what the microwave ish thing was that she saw standing in the bathroom as well)
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"Ok so... it doesn't say we can't pee while showering right?" Chloe remarked, "Oh come on, don't tell me you never pee in the shower" they both giggled.
Luna confirmed that it didn't say in the pamflet that it wasn't allowed.
Luna said she could wait to shower and that Chloe could go first.
"Are you sure? You looked pretty desperate a few minutes ago when we entered." Chloe pointed out.
Luna reassured her she would be fine and that Chloe could take her time in the shower, she had a bit of a plan that she came up with while reading the pamflet. You see, she was gonna have a few minutes for herself while Chloe would shower. And Chloe was correct, she was bursting to pee but she hid that fact as best as she could.
Chloe picked out some clothes to change into, took her toilet bag and went into the bathroom.
During the day a lot had happened, and Luna had seen and experienced a lot during the train ride. She had felt turned on multiple times seeing others wet themselves. Well, even thought she didn't want to acknowledge it, it was Chloe her wettings that was mostly the reason she got turned on but still. Also her own wettings had made her horny, but she felt all that was still in her system. And she really needed to pee but she had seen a chance to do something she had wanted to do since she was little. Just thinking about it already made her turned on again.
When Luna could hear the lock close, she came into action. She walked over to her side of the kingsize bed, took the blanket off partially and sat down with her legs spread wide on the bed, sitting on her skirt and still wearing her school outfit with damp panties and leggings as she was overthinking the plan again. Her heart was beating rapidly. When she could hear Chloe turn on the shower, she made up her mind. "fuck it" she thought.
She pressed her hand against her damp crotch under her skirt, relaxed and pushed. She felt a spurt go in her panties and felt the wetness on her fingers, she let out another longer spurt and to her delight she could feel her crotch warm up again. She leaned back and let herself fall flat on her back on the bed now, "last chance to stop" she thought. But instead she fully relaxed and she started rubbing her pussy trough her leggings as she felt a stream of hot pee enter her pants and stream trough her fingers downwards into her skirt, she could feel her butt get wet and heat up as she could notice her skirt was getting soaked. But she didn't stop as she was getting even more turned on now. As she was alone in the room, for now at least. She couldn't resist the temptation and shove her hand in her panties and started rubbing her clit while she kept spraying piss in her panties and on her hand. She was struggling to hold back her moans as she was in total bliss, while she could feel the warmth wetness spread under her she could feel that she was gonna reach the biggest orgasm she had ever had in just a few seconds.
She inserted two fingers in her vagina making her stop her own stream. She fingered herself hard and in just a few seconds she could feel herself starting to squirt against her hand as she felt waves of pure pleasure course trough her. She grabbed her pillow from the bed and pressed her face into it, a second later she climaxed and spasms went trough her whole body. She moaned loudly into the pillow as she felt her panties getting soaked even more now, meanwhile her orgasm lasted a lot longer than she's used to. Her mind went blank as she could feel how her juices were still gushing in her panties and started running down her butt.
She was in pure bliss until finally, her orgasm started to subside and her spasms started to become less. Holy shit she thought, she could feel the last few squirts going into her panties as she slowly came back to her senses, she could feel how her pee was further soaking into the mattress as she could suddenly hear Chloe shut off the water in the shower.
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Chloe was sure she had heard something while showering, not sure what it was though. She opened the door of the bathroom, and to her surprise, Luna standing in front of her. Her face bright red and with her toilet bag and fresh clothes in hand.
"Did you um... have a good shower?" Luna stammered
"Um... yea, i guess it's your turn now?" Chloe replied slightly confused with what was going on with Luna.
Luna quickly passed around Chloe while turning around and walking backwards into the bathroom, "see you in a bit" Luna said.
Ok now that was weird thought Chloe.
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With a big exhale she locked the door, that was close but Luna was pretty sure she got away with it. Her hands and legs were still shaking a bit from earlier.
She inspected herself in the mirror and saw a huge wet patch on the back of her skirt, all the way from the hem to the top, she also noticed the back of her shirt and blouse got wet with pee as well.
Now that she had regained her composure her bladder send out a signal that it wanted the rest to release, somehow she was still turned on as well.
She removed her clothes except for shirt and leggings and went into the shower, she shove her hand in her panties once more and released a hot stream of pee going trough her fingers as she started to rub her pussy once more.
She could feel streaks of pee were going down her legs, "round 2" she thought.
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I also made some edits on the previous chapters, fixed some typos and other mistakes i hadn't realised.
Enjoy chapter 6!
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Luna woke up in the morning, checked her phone and let out a yawn while stretching herself.
She turned around and was greeted with a still sleeping Chloe next to her, she smiled when she saw her mouth hanging half open with some drool hanging out of her mouth.
She looked cute while sleeping Luna thought. Her thoughts went back to yesterday and everything that had happened, after her very eventfull and enjoyable shower they had both gotten dressed and started exploring the ship and everything it had to offer.
They went to take a look at several of the food establishments, they also couldn't resist getting some ice cream... and then some waffles (Chloe said she couldn't resist) and then some more foreign streetfood (Again Chloe couldn't resist) for dinner they went to one of the restaurants with a buffet which was included in the price, it had cuisines from several different countries and while Luna wanted to try every single one of them she knew she wasn't gonna be able to eat that much sadly, but she'll be back later on in the cruise to try the rest. Chloe however was stubborn and tried anyway, Luna was impressed with how much she actually could eat though.
"Lets make a deal." Chloe said as she finished one of her plates and started munching on a different type of food.
"A deal? what kind of deal?" Luna asked while munching on her own food.
"When this cruise ends and the ship docks, you're gonna have to do something for me" Chloe said with a playfull grin on her face.
"hmm, sure i guess, but what?" Luna responded.
Chloe swallowed and paused for a moment to say "You'll have to help me roll off the ship because i'll be so fat i won't be able to walk no more!"
Luna came close to spraying food all over the table as she bursted out in laughter.
After finishing their meal they went on their way again.
Over time they had noticed that the drug did have another effect on their bladder though, making it more unpredictable. Sometimes their need to pee would start to build slowly, but just when you started thinking you might start looking for a toilet your bladder would start to fill a lot quicker, making you have to go in literally a few minutes before having an accident. This did make them worry a few times to find a toilet in time but luckily enough, the first one they found was always open. Luna found this odd, as she started to feel all toilets were always open. Chloe also confirmed this suspicion, but for how long would they stay open?
They met up with some of the others of their class and got a few drinks in one of the bars on the deck. They had a great time together on the ship and fully satisfied they had gone back to their room to get a good nights rest.
Luna's bed was nice and comfy she thought, but yet she didn't have a great nights rest. She often woke up needing to pee to get up to go to the toilet and try to get back to sleep, and of course same was for Chloe, meaning she would sometimes wake up from her going to the toilet as well. But with everytime that Luna woke up she got more and more interested in the idea of simply staying in her warm and cozy bed to slowly relax and let her pee soak in the mattress and her sheets . With all that had happened yesterday her interest around her little fantasy had greatly expanded. And of course bedwetting had always been a part of that, she never had the guts to actually do it however.
While yesterday she technically did wet her bed and luckily Chloe never found out, she had put the blanket over the wet spot and as she had predicted, this NoLiQ branded mattresses were just as good as their train seat counterparts. By the evening she didn't notice a single sign from her little(big) wet adventure. She had no intentions to wet a bed she's sharing while Chloe is laying in it, what would she think of her? The idea made her shiver about the embarrassment she would feel if Chloe found out.
Luna snapped out of her thoughts, she quickly looked away from Chloe as she noticed she was waking up and she realised she had been staring at her all this time.
"Morning sunshine" said Chloe sleepily
"Morning, devourer of buffets" Luna said jokingly, she dodged Chloe's pillow flying at her head a second later.
Luna felt happy, knowing she would spend another day with Chloe on this fantastic ship.
They decided they would test the wide choice of swimming pools and hottubs today, so Both wore their bikini's under their clothes as they left their room looking for some breakfast.
Several of the food establishments were now equipped for breakfast, as they arrived in the main restaurant they were taken aback with how big it actually was, so many people and to be honest it was a little bit noisy. There were two buffets on each side of the big space which pretty much contained everything you would ever imagine for breakfast. Also the sheer amounts of food was impressive Luna thought.
"Okay now" Smirked Luna "Please let some food over for the other people this time"
A slightly evil grin came over Chloe's face as she looked back at Luna.
They enjoyed their food and left to further explore the ship, they didn't really have a plan on what to do next so they would just go wherever they felt like, it was too early for swimming anyway they felt.
They went to check out the spa and on their way there their bladders were starting to fill up after the drinks they had at the breakfast, so they were starting to look out for a toilet. Although they quickly noticed a new trend. However they had passed several toilets on their way to the spa and well.. they were all closed so far, they both really needed relieve by the time they arrived at the entrance for the spa.
"So um... any plans?" Luna asked, "I think we got too comfortable yesterday, were gonna piss ourselves at this rate aren't we?"
Chloe said in an unconvincing manner "Hold up, i actually kind of have an idea. 'Accidents are allowed' she recited the rule, if we go in the spa and into a sauna or something we can enter in bikini, we'll at least won't wet our clothes."
"Genius" Luna said, it wasn't allowed to walk around inside the ship in swimsuits where you don't actually need it. (This is to keep people from walking all over the ship and in restaurants in swimsuits) And in the spa it's obviously allowed. although she was starting to get get aroused by the idea of having an accident in the near future.
As their desperation was starting to reach dangerous levels they bolted inside and took off their clothes as fast as possible, they went in and there were several signs pointing into different things they could choose from.
"Choose something! i'm literally gonna piss myself any second now" Chloe said panicking,
With her hand in her crotch doing a pee dance Luna shouted "Steambath!"
Chloe darted away heading for the steambath's with Luna right behind her, they found the entrances, picked one at random that seemed empty and barged in. Just as they entered Luna could see droplets going down on Chloe her legs, seeing Chloe starting to wet herself made it even harder for herself to hold it now. Suddenly they got hit by the hot and very moist air inside the room, this was too much for Luna as she could feel herself losing control and a spurt went into her bikini pants which she immediately felt going down her legs.
Chloe however, had completely lost control, pee was running down her legs while some was also splattering on the ground straight from her crotch while she was standing in the middle of the room.
With the combination of everything, the sudden moist air, her overly full bladder and Chloe standing in front of her pissing herself while it was loudly splattering on the ground. She further lost control as she felt another spurt go in her bikini, she was trying to hold with her hand against her crotch. On top of all that she was getting aroused seeing Chloe peeing herself in front of her. Her hand felt wetness as another bigger spurt escaped. But with the view of Chloe standing in her quickly expanding puddle Luna finally gave in. She felt her piss spraying trough her bikini and in her hand as she finally released, some was running down her legs but most she could hear and feel splattering below her.
Embarrassment and panic changed into ecstatic relieve for both of the girls as they were fully wetting their bikini's, after more than a minute later their streams finally subsided and stopped.
Their puddles were huge, they had spread and connected into one big puddle halfway trough their accidents.
*ahem*
Luna glanced to the side where the sound came from and to her absolute horror... she saw a man and woman sitting in the corner of the room which they hadn't seen when entering, probably somewhere in their late 20s. Luna felt her heart sink through the floor from embarrassment.
Chloe opened her mouth but was too shocked to say anything
"We're so sorry!" Luna stammered
To both their surprises the couple just burst out in laughter...
Luna and Chloe were standing awkwardly and confused in their combined puddle waiting for the couple to regain their composure, when they finally did they just casually explained.
"It's too funny because we did exactly the same like 15 minutes ago, we came in, pissed ourselves and there was a family in here with a little boy and the women went full karen on us, anyway they immediately left after going on a rant."
The couple reassured them their accident was fine, after Chloe and Luna regained their composure and calmed down they took a seat and started to enjoy their spa. Relieved they weren't in trouble they happily started to chat with the couple. It seemed they had a very similar experience than them, yesterday they hadn't had any problems finding toilets but today it was a different story. This did make them come up with an idea however, which they started to explain to Luna and Chloe:
"We're just gonna enjoy the cruise, i mean, have you seen this ship?"
(Chloe and Luna nodded) as the woman continued "If we need to pee we'll look for a toilet, if we can't find one and we get really desperate it is what it is and we'll wet ourselves."
The man then continued "No need to be embarrassed right? I feel like a lot of people will have accidents anyway, so why not enjoy the cruise instead of worrying so much?"
"I agree actually, you can always go to your room later and switch clothes whenever you want anyway" Chloe chimed in, "depending how far you're from it at least"
"Exactly" the couple and Luna agreed.
Luna's thoughts started racing, Chloe had just agreed with the couple's plan to accept imminent accidents and just let it happen if they couldn't immediately find a toilet. This was big for her, as she wanted to have some more accidents herself, preferably with Chloe but she was very shy still.
The problem was also that there were people everywhere it seemed, she's still way too shy to openly let go in her pants in public she thought.
After a while the other couple said they were gonna move on to see other stuff,
"But first, um... do you guys mind if.. we...? you know."
"Huh?" Said Luna in a confused tone
"Oh it's okay, we don't mind go ahead" Chloe quickly said, ignoring Luna's confusion while she knew what was going on.
The couple stood up and as they both spread their feet apart Luna suddenly realised what they were talking about, a couple of seconds later both started peeing through their swimsuits making the room fill with splattering noises once again. They made a new puddle without much sign of embarrassment, they finished and both said their goodbyes and left. Luna admired and was slightly envious how casually they had wet themselves in front of them.
"What do you think about their plan?" Luna asked, "I'm to shy to actually wet myself in public, besides that, i do feel like they make a good point"
"I agree with being too shy" Chloe said, "Like, some people probably won't leave their room all that much because they're scared of having an accident, but they'll miss out on all the good stuff. It's unheard of and weird but they actually have a point."
They explored the spa some more, tried the hottub as last.
Both were carefree relaxing in the hottub while sipping a drink.
"Want to go check out something else in a bit? Also i'm getting hungry." Chloe said with her eyes closed relaxing.
"Sure, want to check out the mexican restaurant? They had really good looking burritos"
"Oh you bet, i love burrito"
"Before we leave though, i need to pee again." Luna admitted shyly, She waited to see how Chloe would respond as she wanted to know what Chloe would think of peeing in the hottub.
Chloe didn't respond for a few seconds, still with her eyes closed, but suddenly "Aahh that does feel good, i needed to pee as well thanks for reminding me"
They both giggled a bit until Luna relaxed and added her pee to the hottub as well.
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After dinner they were gonna meet up with some of their classmates who had texted them to tell them they were at one of the swimming pools on deck, it's one of the big ones that had hottubs on the side, bars around the pool and even one in the middle of the pool which was really cool thought Luna.
As they were headed towards the pool they were again getting pretty desperate, they immediately removed their clothes and put it with the rest of their friends when they arrived at the pool. They had asked to bring some drinks from the bar as well so they were both squirming a bit while waiting for the drinks, Luna took the first few and speed walked to the hottub they were sitting in. It must've been pretty obvious the way she walked she was pretty desperate at this point, as she arrived she realised there was only one spot left. She quickly jumped in, passed the drinks to the others, sad down and tried her best to look normal while she fully relaxed and released her full bladder.
Vicky chuckled, "haha, you're so peeing right now aren't you?"
Luna felt her cheeks get red, "Um... no, why do you think that?" she lied.
"It's pretty obvious not gonna lie." Selena added while smirking.
"It's fine, everyone is pissing in here, these pools and hottubs all have a new type of chlorine that deals better with urine anyway, and apparently it's simply allowed to pee in here" Liv shrugged
While still peeing Luna changed the subject, "Chloe can be here any second with the other drinks" her stream finally started to subside after over a minute.
"Oh i was already wondering where your girlfriend was" Peyton mentioned
Luna was shocked, "huh, excuse me?"
"I'm just kidding, chill" Peyton joked.
"Coming trough with drinks, move move" Chloe came speedwalking.
She jumped in the hottub, spread out the remaining drinks, as Luna was thinking of where Chloe could sit she found out Chloe had already decided.
She plunged down on Luna's lap, while sitting sideways so she could also look at Luna,
"do you mind if i use your lap?" Chloe said with a big smile on her face.
A bit flustered of being this close to her, "u-um no, it's fine"
Luna could suddenly feel something on her leg, a slight stream of warmth.
"Chloe are you peeing on my lap?!"
Chloe had the most blank expression ever on her face as she said in a squeeky voice,
"maybe?"
Everyone in the hottub burst out in laughter while Luna felt her face becoming bright red, she couldn't think of anything to say at this point as she felt herself getting incredibly turned on knowing her friend was peeing on her lap. Luna was so confused about the fact that she was enjoying this even though she shouldn't, she only ever felt that way with Chloe though. She was starting to relish this feeling and was getting fluttering feelings in her stomach as she could still feel Chloe's stream on her lap meaning she was still very much peeing on her.
"I'm almost done" Chloe said apologetic
Everyone laughed even harder as they realised she was still peeing on Luna's lap.
She could finally feel her stream subside. Luna sighed, trying to calm herself as her head was spinning with so many emotions going through her right now.
Chloe must've thought she was really angry when she saw the expression on her face as she started to apologize profusely.
"I'm really sorry i really couldn't hold it anymore, please forgive me, i was hoping you wouldn't notice it to be honest, but you see there weren't any spots left anymore and i just couldn't..." Chloe started to get tears in the corners of her eyes Luna noticed, she felt really bad.
She finally regained her composure somewhat "It's fine, i'm not mad, were in the water anyway. And still, for some reason i simply cannot get mad at you no matter what." Luna smiled at that last part.
Luna could tell a huge load dropped off her shoulders.
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Meanwhile in the pool right next to the hottub was sitting a family with a little boy in between his mom and dad, they had just overheard how they mentioned they were freely peeing into the water.
"Repulsive! What do they think they're doing? This is unacceptable!! I'll speak to the manager about this!" The Karen went on a rant while little Timmy in the middle was simply wondering how it was possible they were sitting in the pool for at least a full hour already and his parents hadn't showed a sign of needing the toilet, before coming to the pool they would have to find a toilet every half hour.
"These disgusting girls should take an example of our Timmy here, he would never pee in the pool like that" the karen continued, while Timmy was blushing because he had just peed in the pool five minutes ago, for the 3rd time since entering the pool.
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Their group had noticed the karen going on a rant about them, Luna just recognized she was the karen from yesterday at the service desk as suddenly Vicky stood up and talked back loudly (Luna just noticed now they must have been drinking for a while before they arrived as they seemed a bit buzzed)
"Please tell me how you and little Timmy there haven't peed in the pool yet while you've been sitting there longer than us, explain that!"
"Because in comparison to you we have common decency!" the karen yelled back
"Gimme a break!" She flipped off the karen, she continued in a casual tone "talking about peeing, actually i kind of have to go"
She still stood upright in the hottub as she spread her feet apart and instantaneously started peeing trough her bikini, a clear stream was falling down and hitting the water making splattering noises.
"ugh, REVOLTING, don't look Timmy, she's disgusting!" the Karen went on.
While everyone in the hottub burst out laughing again, they were getting tears in their eyes by now as now also some people outside their group in the pool and on the side started to laugh as well. Although a few were also disgusted by Vicky her actions and sided with the karen it seemed.
Still mid stream Vicky lowered herself back down in the hottub, while the karen was still blowing steam.
"You should get kicked off of the ship you disgusting human being."
Suddenly they heard someone with a deep and rumbling voice,
"You know there's plenty of other places you could go on this ship right?" As a massive bald black man stood up from the pool a bit further away, Luna had no idea he was that big while he was sitting in the water. He must have been 1m90 at least, all muscles with an athletic body.
He slowly walked towards the karen as he continued, "You see, i hate people like you, talking about decency while ironically you have none"
He now stood in front of the karen and her family, he could probably just pick up the karen and throw her out of the pool if he wanted to, Luna thought. From the expression on the karens face she probably came to the same conclusion.
"Come on, explain to me how in the last hour or so you haven't been out of the pool but have the audacity to go on a rant about someone else pissing in the water." The karen's family quickly went out of the pool dragging little Timmy with her. "Let people enjoy their cruise and go be annoying somewhere else" The man ended his lecture and turned around and went back sitting with who must've been his wife or girlfriend.
Peyton whispered just loud enough that everyone in their hottub could hear it, "I would so let him fuck me" With the others giggling
Eventually the whole thing calmed down and they changed the subject, meanwhile one of their other classmates got out of the hottub wich made room for Chloe to get her own place to sit.
They started talking about boys, and as the other girls started to gossip Luna felt herself a bit excluded for the first time. She had dated a boy before about a year ago (just before she had met Chloe) and while she had no bad memories of it, afterwards she kind of felt that she did that because her other classmates and friends were dating and she wanted to feel like she belonged.
But while her classmates were chatting about dates, Luna couldn't help herself letting her mind wander off to Chloe, who was now sitting diagonally across from her.
No matter where she went, or what she did, if Chloe was with her they always had a good time. No matter how boring the class or event was they were at, as long as she was with her she always felt content.
About a month earlier they had to make their final big project for school individually, but by her own stupid mistake she had lost all her work for it. Luna had given up all hope for it and was gonna have to accept the consequences for her mistake which would probably result in a big hit on her school report, in worst case even failing her entire year. But Chloe refused to give up and stayed up with her all night at her house, remaking all the stuff she had lost. It was far from perfect but when she told the full story to her teacher she went easy on her and in the end it all worked out and she had a good enough rate. All thanks to Chloe of course. Ever since then she had a bit of a weak spot for her and she had never been able to repay her for that.
She had always thought she was straight. But with everything that she had went through with Chloe lately, Luna was starting to come to terms that her friendship with Chloe might mean more to her than just being friends, she had chosen to ignore her feelings all this time. But she already knew this longer than she wanted to acknowledge. She has no idea how to deal with her feelings however. However, she did know that she wanted to get closer to Chloe during this trip and learn more about her.
After a while they all got out of the pool and got dressed as it was getting late, (they had brought along their evening clothes so they could change out of their bikini's) They hung out around the bars when it was getting dark outside, having fun playing all sorts of games while having drinks. Luna could feel herself getting drunk by now even though she was frequently drinking coke and water in between the cocktails. Another thing she started to notice however is that the combination of the many drinks, alcohol and the experimental drug were having a serious effect on her bladder, every 15 minutes or so she had to leap to the toilet, thankfully there were plenty of toilets around the bar areas, and so far their lights were all on green.
Luna excused herself once more, to go find a toilet were the line wasn't too long, which was slowly becoming a problem she noticed, even with all the toilets open at the moment.
Some of the others followed her as well, finally they found one that didn't have a long line. And just as they left to go back to the others they noticed the green light switching to red. People complained and wined who were waiting in line and bolted away looking for another toilet that was open.
She, Chloe, Liv and Peyton made it back to the others while she noticed chaos was starting to erupt on the deck's bar area.
Minutes went by as they came to the conclusion that seemingly all toilets in the area had gone from green to red simultaneously...
"I swear they're doing this on purpose" Luna said,
"Our room is on the other side of the ship" Chloe said, "we better get going, now!"
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Chapter 7
(7 already? holy)
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They quickly packed their stuff and said their goodbyes to the others as they split because their rooms were on different floors.
People were drumming to get inside and to the elevators, which Luna and Chloe quickly noticed wasn't an option as too many people were trying to get on, they quickly realised even the staircase was tiny and slow, they quickly made a new plan to go along the deck and to the other side of the ship and take an elevator there which probably had no people on.
Luna and Chloe walked along the side deck towards the front of the ship, in the chilly night. It was quite nice to see the moon and stars reflect off of the sea water, the peace and quiet made everything feel mysterious even. Luna could feel her bladder fill at an alarming rate while walking, making her wonder if she even had a chance of making it to the elevators, let alone their room which was still a while to go. Luna started to hold her crotch now and she noticed Chloe was doing the same.
"I don't think i'm gonna make it at this rate" Chloe said in a worried tone.
"You won't be the only one i think" Luna confirming her own desperation.
They got to the end of the side deck and in front of them they could see the entirety of the lower front decks spreading out before them, under the moonlight it looked even more impressive than in the sunlight during the day.
"The low deck looks amazing to explore during the night, will be for another time because i'm about to piss myself" Chloe said in a worried tone while squirming,
As Chloe started walking towards the entrance, to go and find the elevator inside the ship she noticed Luna had slowed down and fell behind. She turned around to see what kept her.
Luna's heartbeat increased as an idea had popped up in her head, thanks to the alcohol she felt more daring than her usual self which was perfect for this situation.
"Remember what that couple said today in the steambath?" Luna asked,
"huh? Oh... when they can't find a toilet when they're really desperate they'll just accept it and wet themselves?" Chloe recalled the steambath conversation, as she suddenly understood Luna's idea ,"There can't be many people awake and walking around the ship at this hour"
"You're wearing black jeans, so it won't be very noticable even if people saw you" Luna added
"Your dark blue jeans will show, but it shouldn't be too obvious." Chloe was thinking out loud.
They both stood there for a few more seconds overthinking the idea.
Luna broke the silence, "So... you wanted to go check out the lower decks right?"
"Oh god that means actually having an accident? Although...It probably won't matter as i'm never gonna make it to our room anyway." Chloe suddenly said in a shaky voice, "Fine, lets go" they walked away from the door and unto the stairs that leads down to the lower decks. Luna had stopped holding her crotch as there was no reason to, she had accepted that she was gonna have an accident. Chloe still seemed to try and hold on even if an accident was imminent.
As Luna got to the bottom of the stairs she could feel herself about to leak in her pants, she didn't fight it though as seconds later she could feel her panties get wet.
Her heart was beating like crazy as she intended to piss her pants any second from now, and it was making her feel warm and fuzzy on the inside, even though they were outside in the chilly night air,
"I leaked a bit" Luna announced while they were still walking,
Chloe gasped, "And i spurted in my pants" She said with some panic in her voice.
Hearing that Chloe must now have damp panties at the very least, Luna relaxed a little and let out another leak, wetting her panties further.
"Hey it's fine don't worry about it, just let out another spurt it's gonna feel good" Luna said carefree, while getting aroused by all this, Luna let out another spurt herself.
"Wait, you mean on purpose?" Chloe asked,
"Yea, there's no point in holding, we're gonna end up wetting ourselves sooner or later anyway." Luna turned around to face Chloe now as they stopped walking. "Like this"
Luna relaxed her bladder without hesitation, her stream came out immediately making a hissing sound paired with the familiar feeling of wet warmth in her crotch soaking into her pants and quickly starting to pool around her pussy, when she could feel her butt getting wet, she let out a soft moan and almost reluctantly she stopped her stream. She wanted to savor the moment longer as a shiver went over her spine. After all, the last time she had actually fully wet her pants and not just her bikini or leggings was all the way back when she was little and building that snowman, and pissing her jeans felt so much better than her earlier wettings.
She could feel the remainder of her pee slowly soaking downwards to her knees as Chloe let out a gasp,
"Holy shit, and you claim i'm the bold one, i could even hear it go in your pants" Chloe said with an intrigued tone.
"Well i think those cocktails are helping me a bit to be honest" She was surprised herself she had done that.
It hadn't escaped Luna's attention that Chloe sounded more intrigued than anything else, at least she wasn't disgusted by it she thought.
"Just try it, it feels good." Luna tried convincing Chloe, "Remember on the train? You also said it felt nice."
"I don't like to admit it but yea it's true, once i let it go it did feel kind of good",Chloe let out a sigh, "Fine, i trust you, again it's not like i have a choice"
She parted her legs a little, Luna could just barily see the tiny wet spot from her earlier spurt in the shallow moonlight, but a few seconds later she saw it expand quite a bit.
Chloe let out a small gasp, but just seconds later Luna could see it expand even more as Chloe let out another spurt, or more like a stream she realised as her crotch started to glisten with wetness. The expression of relief plastered on her face,
"Ok you were right, this does feel good"
To Luna's surprise Chloe didn't stop her stream, the wet patch kept growing and started to go down her thighs now as well and Luna could start hearing an all too familiar hissing sound as she saw her friend releasing her bladder in her pants. Luna couldn't help getting turned on by seeing Chloe soak her jeans in front of her, she was biting her lower lip a bit as she saw drops falling down as well as glistening pee cascading down her legs and pooling around her feet.
"eek it's getting in my shoes" Chloe said while they both started laughing,
Luna was still laughing while saying, "Holy shit you're actually going all the way!"
"oh shit, shit, i Can't believe i'm pissing my jeans." Chloe admitted while snickering.
After a few more seconds Luna could hear Her stream subside and stop, as Chloe was checking the damage on her pants now.
"My pants are completely soaked" Chloe turned around to show her back, "oh look, i think even my butt got wet"
Luna could see how there was indeed a big wet patch, her butt looked so damn hot in soaked jeans she thought, she was reluctant to admit it, but she knew there was a high probability her panties weren't only wet with pee by now.
After Chloe was done with checking the state her pants were in Luna felt like releasing the rest of her bladder. So she did without a second thought.
She parted her legs and immediately she let a warm stream go in her panties, starting to rewarm her pants as they had started to cool down.
"Hope you don't mind if i finish, I still really need to pee" Luna said while she could already feel streaks of pee going down her inner thighs.
She was further soaking her jeans now and was in total bliss, she could see how Chloe was looking intently down at her pants as they were getting more and more soaked, she could hear some droplets splattering on the ground in her own puddle she was making. While she also started to feel her socks and shoes getting wet, she didn't care though as she just relaxed and savored the moment. She was beaming with content.
"Oh wow, i can see your pants shine from the wetness" Chloe laughed,
Luna could feel herself starting to blush
"Omg are you still peeing?" Chloe sounded fascinated, "Aren't you done yet?"
"Almost, and... ok i'm done" as she let out the last few drops into her soaked panties with a loud sigh
Luna couldn't believe she had just fully pissed herself right in front of her friend, who had intently been watching her while doing it. Luna didn't feel embarrassed though, instead she had a nice warm and fuzzy feeling in her stomach.
"Damn that felt good" Luna said relieved.
"Ok, this was pretty crazy" Chloe added
Luna giggled, "But was it a good kind of crazy?" she asked.
"Definitely the good kind of crazy" Chloe answered with a smile.
"Want to explore the rest?" As Luna started walking further unto the front decks.
They casually strolled around the deck, there wasn't much to do as everything was closed off and empty, but still the eery atmosphere made it interesting. They also noticed they weren't completely alone, here and there they met other people who were taking a late night walk. They weren't worried about people seeing them as it should be near impossible for anyone to see their pants were wet, unless they really came close to them, which they didn't.
"It's so peaceful and quiet right now, in comparison to the loud and wild during the day" Luna said,
"Remember when Emma peed her pants at the shop in the train?" Chloe asked out of nowhere, "When we were eating at the table."
"Um, yea i remember, why?" Luna asked confused.
"You said something about having an accident when you were little, in your snowpants" Chloe recalled, "But it wasn't technically an accident you said, but then you suddenly changed the topic, remember?"
"Um... vaguely" Luna lied, she had a good idea where this was going.
"hmmm, i'm just making a wild guess here, but did you pee your snowpants on purpose back then?" Chloe asked with a mischievous smile, "Just a hunch"
Luna panicked a little at this point, Chloe was on to her, this was her little secret that she was intending to take with her in her grave, of course having both pissed their pants earlier, suddenly made her secret a lot less weird. Luna didn't know what to say.
"Hey it's fine, you can tell me, i want to hear the full story." Chloe said confidently,
Luna gave in, she trusted her, "Fine, yea i peed my pants on purpose, i just... felt like trying it out i guess" she told what had happened that day at the bungalow in the forest and how she got away with wetting her snowpants and admitted how she liked the feeling of wetting her pants. During her story telling they walked up to the railing and were leaning unto it while gazing at the sea.
"I never did it again though, until getting on that train." Luna ended her story
"Haha that's kind of cool" Chloe said with her trademark smile, "I never actually thought of trying that myself but i think i get it though, i'll be honest, it did feel pretty good earlier."
Luna couldn't believe what she was hearing, she had told her secret to someone, she had always thought it was dirty and super weird. Yet Chloe called it 'cool', maybe she wasn't as weird as she had always thought.
"um, also, what i still wanted to say" Chloe got really uncomfortable suddenly, "About what happened in the hottub earlier, i um..."
"Are you still going on about that? I told you it's fine" Luna said surprised,
Chloe let her head hang a little, "I really thought you were pissed, pun intended"
Luna grinned a bit, "Don't feel bad about it ok"
"It's probably stupid to think that, but for a second i just thought that i might lose you as a friend" Chloe said in a serious tone, "You mean a lot to me, and if i'm honest, you've been the best thing to happen to me in a long time."
Luna was shocked at this sudden reveal, "First of all you won't lose me." Luna wondered what she would say if she knew she was falling for her in the last few days, "And what happened before that was so bad?"
Now she got really curious as Chloe switched schools in her last year to come to hers, she had never asked about it as she had never talked about it. But usually you don't just switch schools for your last year unless something bad happens.
"nothing" Chloe said, still with her head hanging low and looking away from Luna. "I'm just happy i met you."
"Hey i told you my secret, now it's your turn." Luna tried, "Don't worry, you can tell me, and i promise you, you won't lose me." she said the last part confidently.
After a long pause Chloe started talking, "I didn't really belong on my last school," She shrugged, "And i guess i got bullied."
Luna realised it was the last part that was actually the problem. Chloe started talking about her problems on her previous school and how she got bullied over and over again.
At some point one of her classmates had brought a lock to school and locked her bike to a flag pole at her school. She had no way to undo it so she had to walk home all the way.
"Didn't you tell your parents at some point?" Luna said as she was getting carried away.
Chloe started to get tears in her eyes as she continued "I tried but they didn't care, they're too busy with their own stuff. Of course because i came home without my bike that one time i had to tell them what had happened and then they even got angry with me, they blamed me for it."
Luna saw Chloe starting to silently cry now.
"My parents went to the school to go complain to the principal and get my bike back, of course the school 'tried' to make them stop bullying me... obviously that made things so much worse, i even lost the few friends that i had."
"It went from bad to worse, my life always seems to go from bad to worse... it got to the point i didn't even make my tests anymore and started to skip school, of course my parents found that out... and well..." She was sobbing at this point. "They even brought me to a specialist as if i was the problem in all of this, at least he listened to what i said and he advised my parents to switch me to another school."
Luna had heard Chloe often complain about her parents before, they were always too busy with their work, she had been at her house once before but it had seemed like Chloe wanted to leave as fast as possible when she arrived, her house was big, modern and very expensive looking. She also had the latest flagship android phone and Luna had felt a bit intimidated by how wealthy her family was. Not that she ever came anything short from her own home, but compared to Chloe's house it looked small and old, because of the big contrast between them Luna was a bit intimidated of inviting her to her house.
She now realised she had been so wrong about her, she didn't have everything she wanted at all. More like the opposite.
Chloe wiped off her tears as she continued, "And then i had my first day on your school, i guess i was looking forward to a new start but in all honesty, i was so broken on the inside. But then you just came up to me and you hung out with the new girl." A smile started to form on her face as she looked at Luna now for the first time, Luna could see her eyes sparkling.
Luna went in and gave her a hug while saying, "Well i thought the new girl looked kinda cool."
Luna continued, "Before you came, my school was pretty boring as well not gonna lie, not that i didn't have friends or anything but... you know, you're also the best thing that has happened to me in a while if i think about it." Luna said truthfully as she let go of Chloe.
"Thanks" Chloe said, "Not that i want to abruptly change the topic, but i'm getting really cold, and my wet pants have gotten ice cold thanks to the wind".
"Good point, lets go" Luna said as they started walking back.
After walking halfway over the deck Luna asked shyly "But... just to be clear, it doesn't weird you out when i peed in my pants earlier?"
"How would i be weirded out about it if i did it myself" Chloe laughed,
"You know what i mean." Luna said shyly
"It's totally fine, i don't mind, and i'll keep your secret safe." Chloe said the last part with a wink.
Luna slowed down a bit,
"Well in that case, i know a neat little trick to warm your pants back up." Luna said while winking back,
her bladder had gotten full again thanks to all the cocktails they have had earlier paired with the effects of the drug. While slow walking she relaxed her bladder and she could feel her pee slowly come out and warm up her crotch,
Chloe looked at Luna now, slightly confused what she meant at first, until she noticed Luna's crotch area was turning shiny in the moonlight,
"Hold up, you're peeing again? Does that really warm you up again?" Chloe asked wondering,
"Yea it really does" as she stopped walking, she stood with her legs closed now as she continued emptying her bladder, this way more of her jeans is getting wet but that meant more warmth. Although her shoes were getting a serious soaking now.
Chloe was now standing in front of her, copying Luna with her legs closed, while Luna was still soaking her own pants she could see Chloe's crotch was starting to glisten now as well.
"Omg it does feel nice and warm" Chloe said,
Luna giggled a little bit as she saw the expression on Chloe's face, showing her relief with her mouth hanging half open.
Luna's stream subsided, she felt warm and fuzzy again.
"Oh damn that felt great" Luna said with a long sigh,
"Hold on i'm still going." Chloe said "... Alright now i'm done, all warmed up again, lets go!"
They both started laughing at the weirdness of it all, as they started walking they could now hear the squelching from their shoes making them both laugh even harder.
They made their way back into the ship and into the warmth, now on to the elevator they thought. As they came back into the light they had made a serious misscalculation on their part. Luna her dark blue jeans was a lot more visibly wet than they had predicted. On top of that Chloe her black jeans weren't completely black, they were a bit faded but this made it also very visible what she had done. It's too late now anyway as they made their way through the ship with soaked jeans.
They almost got seen a couple of times by people seemingly coming back from parties here and there but it wasn't that far anymore as they were already at the right side of the ship.
"Seemed like the toilets stayed open on this side of the ship" Chloe pointed out, "or rather were open until recently"
They got to the elevator and got in it without being seen, pressed down towards their own floor when just as the doors wanted to close another woman jumps in, she was wearing tight faded jeans with a black top.
"Mind if i tag along? I really need to pee." She was squirming and holding her hands in her crotch, Luna also noticed she was quite drunk, "Why are these damn elevators so slow..."
It's only when the doors started closing that she noticed Luna and Chloe's soaked jeans,
"Oh you girls didn't make it or what?" the woman asked,
"Kind of" Luna said casually, there was nothing they could do about this situation as they were locked in with her nowhere to go, no point in trying to cover it up.
"We knew we weren't gonna make it so we just decided to piss ourselves, to be honest it felt kinda good." Chloe said in an even more casual way.
"Honestly you two have a good point, i'm not gonna make it either as i still have a while to walk." She said just as casually as them, she stopped holding her crotch and leaned back against the side of the elevator while spreading her legs. They saw her close her eyes and relax, letting out a loud "aaaaaaah" while they heard a loud hissing noise.
Immediately they saw streams of pee going down from her pants onto the carpet with a wet patch quickly spreading as she fully relieved herself in her pants.
"Omg this feels amazing." as she let out a loud moan.
"I know right, just let it out girl!' Luna and Chloe laughed.
the woman was still peeing by the time the elevator stopped at her floor, she stood up straight now waiting for the doors to open. She drunkenly turned around to the girls and said,
"It's ok, i would've pissed my pants anyway" She paused a little bit, they could still hear her relieving herself in her pants although the sound was starting to fade "Ok... and now i'm done peeing, have a good night you two." Just as the elevator doors went open.
She left the elevator leaving a trail of drops behind her with a large dark wet patch on the carpet in the elevator.
When the doors closed again Chloe and Luna bursted out in laughing.
"Guess we're not the only ones that decided to just let it go" Chloe said relieved.
They got to their room without bumping into anyone else, even if they enjoyed their wet adventure on the deck, they didn't like the idea of being seen in soaked jeans.
Chloe yawned loudly while stretching, Luna felt like she just wanted to drop on the bed right there and sleep. They were spent. It was really late by now and a lot had happened in the last few hours.
"Do you want to shower first or shall i?" Chloe asked tiredly,
Luna thought for a few seconds before saying, "I think i'm just gonna change into my pajama's and sleep, and shower in the morning if you don't mind, i know it's kind of weird after pissing in my pants several times but i'm spent."
"Don't worry i get it, at least the toilet is open now, with how those drinks from earlier are going straight trough me we might need it during the night." Chloe pointed out. "Although i could really use some quality sleep right now, not like last night when we kept waking up to go pee."
"It's gonna be so much worse now after a night of drinking" Luna pointed out,
"I know... anyway i'm gonna go take a quick shower, and i'm definitely not hurrying to get my stuff just so i can pee in the shower!" she said sarcasticly while doing a bit of a potty dance. She was clearly intending to go pee in the shower.
"Just pee your pants silly, they're wet anyway." Luna laughed, "At least that's what i was planning to do, you don't mind right?"
Chloe looked a bit sheepishly,"Yea ok, i'm stupid, i'm not used to peeing my pants like you ok." Chloe laughed as well.
"Hey i never said i'm used to doing it!" Luna fought back,
Meanwhile Chloe was taking off her shoes ,"Also... Luna... jeez, stop asking if it's ok. Just pee in your pants already, i don't mind." Chloe said while pretending to be annoyed.
Chloe spread her feet apart as immediately a hissing sound could be heard, she blatantly started rewetting her jeans in the middle of the room. Luna's heart skipped a beat hearing how Chloe seemed to be totally fine with her kink, but even better, she was enjoying it as well. Luna quickly followed Chloe's lead and relaxed as she started rewetting her own jeans for the 3rd time today.
Chloe ended up skipping the shower as well in the end as they both put on their pajamas and went to bed, immediately falling into a deep sleep.
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Next chapter will focus on Emma and Billy
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Chapter 8 (this one and next chapter will focus on Emma and Billy)
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On the first day Emma and Billy had gone around the ship with their parents, ofcourse the activities they did weren't all that interesting. Ok the Aquatic show was pretty epic (It was just barily short enough and with enough pauses to not piss themselves), but besides that they had seen so much cool stuff that they wanted to try but couldn't yet as they were walking around with their parents. Emma and Billy were dying to check out the VR and Arcade sections for example.
On the second day at Lunch their parents had agreed they could go and explore the ship with just the two of them, so they happily started to explore once they were done eating.
They tried out the VR which was super cool, it supported multiplayer as well which started out to be super fun! Although they quickly stumbled on one annoying problem, they had already drunk quite a lot before starting the VR session and both had to pee every half an hour or so because of the effect of the drug. By the time they both got through the tutorial and accustomed to the controls they had to pee pretty badly already. Halfway through the first level of shooting zombie waves they had to pause and go find themselves a toilet.
Which they noticed wasn't as easy as the day before, both were getting pretty desperate as the first one they found was closed with a red light above it.
"Great" Billy sighed. "Ok lets hurry up and find another one with a green light."
They speedwalked further looking out for the next toilet, as they quickly found another one, and this time with a green light! They quickly hurried towards it and got in line, just 2 people in front, one person goes in and the light suddenly switches to red, locking the entrance.
"Are you fucking kidding me right now!" Billy almost yelled, "What is this timing even?"
"I don't know how much longer i'll be able to hold" Emma said squirmish, "My bladder hurts"
"Just... hold on a little longer, lets check next toilet" Billy said while checking on his phone, they had an app with a whole map of the ship with the layout, toilets included. But of course they don't show if they're red or green.
They hurried to the next one, and to their relief it was still green but with a small line for the women.
Billy apologized to Emma for leaving her in the line and went inside. Now Emma was standing alone in the line with her hands in her crotch squirming, she really was close to her limit.
Since they had the first closed toilet and went looking for another one Emma had been thinking about what Chloe, Luna and her brother had said back in the train and the little food shop. "If your bladder starts to feel uncomfortable or even hurt, just let go", And oh boy did she want to let it go in her grey sweatpants shorts. Ofcourse she knew that their advice had been for when she was inevitably gonna wet herself, but now she was only meters away from a toilet.
She was thinking of putting on her dress this morning, so if she happened to pee her panties it wouldn't be noticable for her parents. But she knew the possibility was high they would try out the climbing wall on the ship's deck, so she went with the light fabric shorts instead.
Two more people in front of her.
She was trying to hold as best as she could, she couldn't pee herself here, it would be way too embarrassing. In the train it was different, there was simply no way out, unless she had dropped her pants and squatted but she absolutely hated that idea, especially with that many people around, she felt too exposed. A few years ago she had gone on vacation where they went exploring in the nature, she got really desperate then and her parents told her to just drop her pants and squat but she refused. Even when they went far away from any onlookers she couldn't do it, she was really shy about it for some reason. They got lucky finding a café where they could use the toilet. She remembered she had gotten to her absolute limit back then which also made her bladder ache afterwards.
With the comforting of the others, peeing in her pants on the train wasn't nearly as bad as she had imagined, the last one she honestly had really enjoyed.
Another reason she absolutely couldn't pee in her pants right now is that during lunch her parents had hammered on Billy that he needed to take care of her and her bathroom needs so she wouldn't get another 'accident'. And she had heard Billy promise that, so for his sake she can't have an accident right now.
One more person in front of her, when suddenly the woman before her turns around and tells her she doesn't need to pee that badly and she can go in front of her. She thanked her profusely as just someone else exits so she immediately runs in, gets into a cubicle, yanked her pants down and drops on the toilet as she finally relieved herself and her torrent of pee unleashed in the toilet.
Emma was impressed with herself not having an accident in this situation, she normally never has accidents but still, this one was really close. She hadn't peed in her pants yet since entering the ship, well... except when they had just boarded the ship.
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They had just boarded the ship and gone through the check in. (it took longer because by bad luck they had chosen the line where a Karen was complaining for several minutes)
Emma's dad and Billy didn't need to pee as they had picked out a tree outside before bordering on the ship, but she and her mother needed to pee pretty badly, especially her mother. She was already squirming in the waiting line absolutely cursing the Karen for making it longer than need to be.
Emma was starting to wonder if she would see her own mother have an accident soon, she wasn't very worried about her own predicament though, even if she needed to pee pretty bad. She was still wearing her pink sweatpants that she had peed in previously. They still had the stain from the two previous wettings, although they had faded quite a bit by now, the stain from her first wetting a bit more than the last one. She also wasn't too embarrassed about the state of her pants as between all the people she could see, she noticed there was quite a good amount of people that visibly had accidents.
Lets be honest, her pants had already endured two full wettings so a little bit of extra pee in them wouldn't matter at this point she thought. So Emma was cheeky and released a spurt in her pants every few minutes, she had to concentrate not to release too much as it would be noticable, but this way she could reduce the pressure on her bladder a bit. And most of all, she was enjoying the small spurts of liquid warmth, even though her pants had dried quite a bit on the walk to the ship they were still moist anyway.
They finally made their way to their room, her mom had said she was gonna go on the toilet in the room so they hadn't looked for one on the way there, but right now she looked like she could lose control any second.
When they finally entered their room her mom saw to her absolute horror that the toilet was seperate and closed with a red light on the top.
"You can't be serious right now, how is the toilet in the room off limits?!" She was franticly looking around for an answer to her imminent accident, there was the shower of course.
Her mom came to that conclusion but it was too late, Emma could see how there were drops falling down from under her dress and streams going down her legs as she had lost control. She ran into the bathroom to go stand in the shower with her husband following her to see if he could help.
"I still need to pee as well!" Emma shouted after them.
She got completely ignored however, Emma didn't see the rest but she assumed her mom completely soaked her panties.
Emma and Billy looked at each other, they had just seen their mother have a full on accident in front of them and that was definitely new for them. As their parents were busy in the bathroom Emma and Billy started to check out the room, it was a room specifically for families with kids. Billy noticed the pamflet and read it out loud so his sister could hear it as well. Emma her interest peaked when Billy read the part about the bed having the same system in build as the seats in the train.
"Neat, we have a seperate room?" Emma said as she entered the small bedroom with 2 beds.
Emma dragged her luggage into the room and put it on her bed as she started to unpack her own suitcase, Billy did the same.
Emma's own need to pee immediately came back now that she was standing still, she went over the situation in her head. The toilet is a no go... there's a shower she could technically pee in but that's obviously being used by her own mother who peed herself (a grin came on her face thinking about it) and of course, she could further pee her sweatpants...
Her heart started beating faster as she came to the logical conclusion that her pants were the best option. Just when she thought that Billy spoke up.
"Hey didn't you need to pee as well? you must be pretty desperate?" Billy asked,
"Yes i'm bursting." She answered, a little bit shy she continued, "I'm wondering if i should just pee in my pants again, and i just hope our parents don't get mad"
Billy could see her sad puppy eyes when she said the last part (he knew she was good at the sad puppy eyes). As he also thought about the situation.
"Honestly i think peeing your pants is not that bad of an option considering everything, they're still wet anyway i imagine? If you don't mind it at least."
Emma shrugged "I've pissed these pants two times by now, why would i care if i do it again?"
Billy glanced at Emma's pants, "Doesn't look like that's two times sis, there's a darker shade of pink there, pretty sure that's not from the train ride" he laughed as he knew he had caught his sister.
Emma laughed as well, she knew she was caught red handed but she wasn't bothered by it, it was fine because she knew her brother wouldn't sell her out to her parents.
"It's ok if you want to go in your pants, shower will be occupied for a bit longer i think but i'm not sure what mom and dad are gonna say though, i'll tell them you couldn't hold it anymore and had an accident." Billy reassured her.
Emma didn't need more reassuring then that as she really was bursting to pee, and right now she actually didn't mind going in her pants, they were wet anyway, she might as well enjoy it.
She relaxed and immediately let out a spurt enjoying the feeling once more, she had noticed that letting out spurts of pee in her pants like this was fun as well instead of letting everything out at once.
She continued unpacking her suitcase, she grabbed her favorite sweatpants that she had brought, they were red with Superdry on the side in white colors. She put it in the little closet behind her, meanwhile letting out another spurt in her panties.
Next she went for some socks as she squatted and put those in the drawer under her bed, she let out another spurt. She could feel her pee linger a bit before soaking down to her butt like this, she was surprised how good it felt.
She got back up and took some tshirts out to put in the closet, she let out another spurt, she felt a streak of pee run down her thighs now. She was really enjoying this little game she was playing.
She went for her panties now and decided for the other drawer under her bed. She squatted again and let out a much longer spurt, a wave of pleasure went over her as she felt her pee run downwards. She loved this stance! She let out another big spurt while still squatting, wetting her pants even further, she looked down as she saw some drops falling down from her butt on the carpet. She could feel the back of her pants were getting soaked, and she loved it!
She got back up, quickly grabbed the remainder of her socks and panties and squatted again, she released a stream of pee into her pants and she could feel it spread and run down to her butt, she saw how it started to drip on the carpet, turning into a dribble and into a stream as she was fully wetting herself now while still squatting. The warmth and wetness were bliss, she was beaming with content feeling her pee run down and making a puddle on the carpet.
Halfway emptying her bladder she remembered she also wanted to feel again how it had felt on the train in the shop, she had realled liked how it felt running down her legs while standing up.
She stood up without a second thought, her pee started to run down her legs now. While still mid stream she continued to unpack, taking her two sets of pajamas placing one on her bed for later and the other one behind her in the closet. She saw how the old faded pee stain was getting replaced by fresh wetness as her pants were getting thoroughly soaked again. She could feel how her socks and shoes were getting wet now, she didn't mind though, they were still moist from when she had wet herself while standing in the train anyway.
Emma was feeling pure bliss the entire time but felt a sting of disappointment when she could feel her stream subside as this was the signal to the end of her wet adventure. While she was letting out the last few drops she started to inspect the damage on her pants, and ofcourse as expected she was completely soaked, she knew it wasn't allowed what she had just done, especially because she had done it on purpose but yet she didn't feel any remorse as it had felt amazing! This was now the 4th time today that she had wet her pants, she almost giggled thinking how this had been her favorite wetting so far.
Meanwhile Billy had been unpacking his own suitcase on his bed on the other side of the little room. He could see how his little sister was peeing herself, obviously he knew she was doing it on purpose, which he personally didn't mind, but he also noticed how she got completely absorbed in her little game she played. He could see how she was unpacking her suitcase while her pants were getting more and more soaked, she turned around to put her pajamas in her closet and he could see how her butt was completely soaked while pee was still running down her thighs. She had definitely enjoyed it.
Just as Emma had finished a few seconds later their dad came into the room, Emma switched to her sad puppy face in the blink of an eye.
"Emma, did you pee yourself again?!" Her dad sounded dissappointed,
"I'm sorry i really needed to pee before but then mom had her accident and there was no toilet..." Emma stammered,
They briefly argued for a moment when Billy chimed in like a true teenager disagreeing with his dad,
"Seriously what was she supposed to do? Even mom had an accident, there's no toilet and the shower was occupied, she had an accident just like mom." Billy explained,
Their dad calmed down quite quickly, "Ok i'm sorry, i should've done something when i heard you shout." Their father said apologetic, "You don't have to feel bad about it, Mom is done with the shower so you can go next"
Emma nodded, still with sad puppy eyes she took some fresh panties and pants and went to the shower.
She was starting to really enjoy her new found naughty game and was secretely hoping she was gonna get more chances to experiment with it.
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Emma's stream finally subsided while sitting on the toilet, her bladder was aching from the holding. She didn't like the feeling as she felt like she had hurt her bladder doing so. She couldn't help but think how much better it would've felt if she had just let go in her pants on purpose. She thought back on her last wetting that she had enjoyed so much, that's been over a full day ago by now she realised.
She wiped and pulled up her pants, she exited her cubicle and while washing her hands she was pondering over some things.
-Her brother, Luna and Chloe were right, holding for too long can hurt your bladder and it feels bad, she had found out that letting go in your pants on purpose felt way better.
-She's shy and it's really embarrassing if other people would see her wet pants, and definitely if they would catch her in the act. Although it's not that embarassing if other people around her have or had accidents as well.
-Her brother doesn't seem to be too bothered with her wettings, as long as it's within reason. He probably wouldn't be as understanding if she would do it fully on purpose however.
-And last but not least... she realised she loves the feeling of peeing in her clothes.
She was done washing her hands and she started walking towards the exit as she could still feel her bladder ache. In the moment Emma decided she didn't want to let herself get this desperate anymore... and next time it would happen, she would seriously consider to just let go in her pants on purpose.
And enjoy it...
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As always, feedback is appreciated 😄
Edited November 30, 2022 by OmoNeon
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Chapter 9
Emma exited the toilets and walked to Billy who was waiting for her, she was pretty proud of her accomplishment knowing she came very close to having a real accident.
"Not gonna lie that was pretty close, but i made it!" Emma said beaming, "My bladder feels sore from holding so long though"
Emma noticed how he scanned her pants for any signs of wetness.
"Hey i managed to hold it i said!" she said while pouting, "I didn't wet myself!"
Emma felt a little bit irritated that Billy seemed to expect that she would've wet herself.
"Yea but who peed her pants 4 times yesterday? Hey i'm sorry, i didn't mean it like that! i'm just impressed you managed to hold it." Billy said apologetic, "I also noticed yesterday that you didn't seem bothered letting go in your pants so i half assumed that you would just give up and wet yourself."
"I heard your promise to mom and dad so i tried to hold it as best as i could because if i had an accident they would be furious with you" Emma said truthfully, "I don't want you to get in trouble because of me."
"hahaha, that's really nice of you i appreciate that, but you don't have to worry about me." Billy reassured Emma as they started walking again in the direction of the VR section they had came from when they started looking for a toilet.
"Also it would be super embarrassing to actually have an accident, on the train it was inevitable but so it was for all the other girls and women as well. So in the end i realized there's nothing to be embarrassed about as everyone had accidents." Emma started laughing, "Even mom!"
They walked around the corner and got surprised by the sight they saw, there was a big flower pot in a small corner of the hallway they were passing trough, there was a grown man casually peeing into it. He completely ignored Emma and Billy as they passed by, they laughed it off, i guess that's one way of dealing with the effects of the drug on your bladder.
"You were pretty desperate yourself earlier, why didn't you just do like him and piss in a flower pot or whatever?" Emma asked, "It's not like you would be bothered doing that right?"
"I didn't because i needed to find a toilet so you could pee as well, if i stopped somewhere to piss in a flower pot or something you would need to wait even longer, you might not have made it earlier." Billy said thoughtful.
Emma thought over this, "True, but i wouldn't want you to have an accident because of me."
"Again, you don't have to worry about me Emma!" Billy patted her on the head, "But i really appreciate it."
Billy checked his phone and was deep in thoughts while they were walking, when he suddenly stopped and turned towards Emma,
"Listen here, you said earlier it would be embarrassing to have an accident and that i would get in trouble with mom and dad if you do." Billy said in a comforting tone. Emma nodded.
Billy continued in a gentle tone, "First of all: This drug paired with the toilet system on this cruise is literally intended to make people have accidents, so there's absolutely no need to be embarrassed about it, in normal circumstances that would be a different story of course, but as long as we're on this ship you should try not to worry about it too much and just enjoy the cruise."
"Second of all:" Billy took out his phone as he continued, and showed the screen to Emma which had a text message from their father which read: "Mom had another accident when we couldn't find a toilet in time, we might have underestimated this drug and toilet rotation system. Emma might have an accident as well at some point so make sure to not get angry at her and comfort her. Tell her we won't be angry about it when it does happen."
"And i think mom and dad came to the same conclusion to what i just said." Billy said as Emma finished reading the message. "Also you don't have to hold it until your bladder starts hurting like earlier, if it starts feeling uncomfortable you can let go if you want to."
Emma felt relieved knowing she wasn't gonna get Billy in trouble if she had an accident, but even if Billy said she shouldn't be embarrassed about it, it was hard to ignore that. There were a lot of people on this ship and people were often passing by. Or for example they passed the gaming room that they quickly checked out, they noticed it was pretty full, all consoles were occupied. Emma noticed a bunch of other games as well like pinball and foosbal tables and many others. It looked really cool and she definitely wanted to check it out later. But there were so many people, mostly kids of course.
As they continued walking through what seemed to be some sort of kids zone with the gaming room attached to it they noticed it was build in a circle with the toilets build in the center of it. Emma noticed the entrance was in red for these toilets right now. This made her notice another thing as they walked trough the rest of the zone and exited it, she had seen some kids around her age with wet pants. A boy and a girl were playing on a playstation while sitting on beanbags, looking at both their jeans shorts they had clearly wet themselves but they didn't seem to be too bothered by it Emma thought. They also picked up some drinks while they went on their way to the VR.
By the time they arrived back at the VR section to their dismay they noticed there was a serious waiting line, obviously they had lost their spot from earlier...
"Maaaaaan, this sucks." Billy said, "By the time it's our turn we may just as well quit again after 10 minutes because we'll have to pee again."
Emma proposed to go check out the arcade as it was close to the VR section anyway, Billy agreed. They noticed there was a big slushy machine! They both took a big one, mixing their favorite flavors and started checking out the arcade. While they started playing their first game, a racing sim, Emma felt the first signs of her bladder filling. From earlier experiences she knew with the effect of the drug that the rate her bladder filled was rather unpredictable sometimes.
"I'm gonna need to pee soon." Emma announced to Billy,
Billy answered while still racing, "But we just got here, it's literally our first game."
"I know, i'm sorry." Emma apologized, "I'm just saying, i can still hold it for several games. But we might have a similar problem like earlier with finding a toilet that's green."
"Yea i understand, it's just that we will end up chasing toilets all day and we can't actually do anything of the fun stuff it feels like. But it's ok you decide, we can always come back later, if you want to we can leave and go find a toilet now." Billy said. "It's unfair for me to decide because if i really have to i'll just pee somewhere in a corner or something, it's all in that similar carpet from in the train and i can assure you it can survive a serious soaking."
"No it's fine, i can hold it longer, i want to play some more as well." Emma said while drinking her slushy.
"Haha, that's the spirit sis! Lets not worry too much, we'll find a toilet later!"
Emma knew this was risky, she had started wondering about the pattern in these toilet rotations, sometimes they were seemingly random and quickly shifted around but other times it seemed to follow a certain pattern and if her hunch was correct it meant that most the toilets in the front of the ship were currently open and most of the ones in the back of the ship closed. And they were very much in the back of the ship at the moment.
Emma ended up losing two times in a row to her brother in the racing game, not too surprising, but then she managed to convince her brother to try out the dancing game with her, she loved stepmania and had played before a couple of times.
She swiftly beat her brother easily. Still basking in her glory, they took a small break further drinking their slushy,
"Alright time to go and find a toilet to pee?" Billy asked, still sweating from the game and ever so slightly annoyed he lost to his little sister.
Meanwhile however, Emma had two small voices in her head waging a war:
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"No you can't play another game! You need to pee remember?"
"It's fine you're not desperate yet, play another game!"
"You won't find a toilet in time and you'll hurt your bladder again holding it!"
"No silly, you just let it go in your pants when it starts feeling uncomfortable!"
"But everyone will see it, you will be so embarrassed!"
"It's fine, Billy said you shouldn't be embarrassed, even dad said it's ok!"
"But... but the embarrassment..."
"It'll feel so good to release in your pants!"
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"Hell no, you're not getting away, i'm gonna beat you again!" Emma shouted. "Another match!"
They finished their second match with Emma easily winning again. Billy's ego was slightly damaged but he'll survive.
They both finished their slushies, the cold drink made Emma really starting to feel the pressure on her bladder now. She wasn't panicking, but the palms of her hands started to get sweaty knowing there was a very possible chance they wouldn't find a toilet with green light in time. She was starting to contemplate for how much longer she wanted to hold before letting go in her pants.
They exited the busy arcade and went on their way,
"You still holding up there?" Billy asked while checking his phone, "The nearest toilet is probably 'central park' "
"Yea i'm fine don't worry about me." Emma answered relaxed.
Central park was more of a street with shops and restaurants and all sorts of small but fun stuff to do and see, below that was the boulevard which was more of a shopping street that was parallel with the street above it. You could look down in the middle through a glass ceiling into the boulevard. They had only briefly passed this when boarding the ship but now they would have more time to explore.
It was beautiful to see the street with all of it's small little gardens and shops, on the sides of the park were balconies from rooms of people rising high up for several stories high with the sun shining down between them. It was a sight to behold. Emma noticed how there were a lot less people here than in the arcade but still, it was very open and there were still a good amount of people. Some were sitting outside on the terrace of the pubs while others were inside checking out some of the little shops for souvenirs or whatever. There were also a few people sitting on the balconies of their rooms above them, that must be one hell of a view Emma thought.
"See Emma, it wasn't a problem after all, sometimes it just pans out." As Billy pointed to the toilet signs across the street where they were standing, they were on green to Emma's surprise. They started walking towards the entrance but just as they were about to enter she could see in the corner of her eye how the light blinked green once to switch to red. "No way..." Emma thought.
"Ok this is the second time we get this now, dammit! Billy said cursing. "Emma are you still ok?"
"Yea i'm fine don't worry," Emma lied, "where's the next toilet?"
Billy checked his phone again, "At the end of the street and then down and it's close to the boulevard."
They went on their way, still walking at a normal pace. Meanwhile the little voices spoke up again.
"Walk faster! Hurry up if you want to make a chance of reaching the nearest toilet!"
"Shhhh, It's ok you can always let go in your pants at any time and enjoy it!
"But... the embarrassment!"
"Oh look! Milkshake stand!"
Emma noticed a milkshake stand and in this warmth in the middle of the sun she felt like getting one, on top of that the stand looked really cute and they seemed to have a bunch of flavours all freshly made.
Emma pointed to the stand asking, "Billy you also want a milkshake? They look really good."
Billy did feel like getting a milkshake but he was sure Emma was close to being desperate by now, after all she mentioned she needed to pee but that was quite a while ago by now. He noticed she wasn't showing any signs of desperation though so either she really doesn't need to pee that bad or perhaps she is planning on letting go in her pants soon. Either way was fine for him as he noticed she was relaxed and just enjoying herself. He was enjoying the casual stroll and exploring through the ship instead of running around looking for a toilet that's open, he also needed to pee but it wasn't too bad yet.
They waited a bit in line for their milkshake, it took some time as they were freshly made but man they looked so good!
They both got their milkshake and started slowly strolling through central park while they started drinking through the straw.
"Oh wow it's so good!" they both squeeled,
However, with the second gulp the cold milkshake had an immediate effect on Emma's full bladder, she squirmed a little bit while walking. Her bladder started feeling uncomfortable, it didn't matter much as she had already made up her mind when they choose to play another game at the arcade, Emma was now walking slightly behind Billy as she tried to relax her bladder but noticed it was hard to do while walking. She pushed and a spurt dampened her panties while a shiver ran over her spine. She was still wearing her grey sweatpants shorts so she knew if she did another spurt it would probably start showing.
There were people everywhere around them but she didn't hesitate, she pushed again, harder this time as she felt a long spurt going into her panties. She could immediately feel the warmth in her crotch and then quickly fade again as her pee soaked into her pants. She was sure this must be visible, she took a sip from her milkshake in her right hand and she felt her crotch with her left hand. Yep, definitely wet. While still walking behind Billy who hadn't noticed anything, she checked the stain on her shorts, she started to blush seeing what she had done, it wasn't big enough that it was obvious, but if someone would happen to glance at her crotch area they would definitely notice. It felt good though, her embarrassment was getting pushed away by excitement.
Emma knew what she was about to do was gonna be visible to anyone, but she did it anyway. She placed her hand back on her crotch while still strolling and pushed hard, she could feel her stream enter her pants and soak her crotch, she could feel the warmth and wetness on her hand as it started to soak through the fabric, she was soaking her pants now but she didn't want to stop as it was feeling great. All her embarrassment had faded and she started pushing even harder. She could feel her warm pee run through her fingers and down her shorts, streaks of pee were running down her legs and now she also felt her butt getting wet. She had been holding her breath while pushing her pee in her pants and she finally ran out of breath so she stopped. She could feel her pee slowly soak downwards, dribbling down her legs.
She felt amazing! So much better than holding it she thought as she sipped from her milkshake again. They passed an old couple sitting on a bench and she noticed their glance towards her crotch. She hadn't even looked at her wet shorts yet but obviously it must be really visible, she didn't care too much though. She was enjoying the wetness in her pants a lot and she was sure a few people must've noticed it already. She felt her bladder wanting to release on it's own now and just as she was about to release her stream into her already wet shorts she heard a kid with his mom shouting.
"Mommy look that girl has peed in her shorts! Can i also pee in my pants?!"
"No you can't! You need to hold as long as possible, we'll find you a toilet that's open soon!" the mom said while dragging away her son,
"But mooooom, i really need to pee, can i let go now?!"
"Not yet, keep holding!"
"What about now?!" as their voices faded while they were walking in the opposite direction.
"Haha poor kid." Billy said laughing, "Accident?"
Of course Billy had noticed Emma's wet pants now.
"My bladder started to feel uncomfortable when i started drinking that milkshake so i decided to let go," Emma felt like she could be honest with Billy as she continued, "So no accident, i let go on purpose."
"haha no problem," Billy said with a grin, "i was already wondering why you were so calm earlier, but you do have some guts peeing your pants in the middle of central park i have to give you that."
Emma was weirdly proud of what she had done with Billy praising her, she checked the damage on her shorts, as expected it was pretty bad, the whole front got soaked and it had run down her thighs. Atleast they were only shorts and not pants. But still very visible for anyone who would look at her.
"Now that you don't need a toilet anymore, i need to pee as well and if i'm not mistaken if we cut through here i can pee sooner if you don't mind." Billy asked.
"I don't mind, lets go" Emma answered while sipping from her milkshake again.
They took somewhat of a shortcut and they ended on the side of the ship as Emma now saw what Billy had planned, he walked to the railing, and with a "aaaah" started relieving himself off the side of the ship.
Emma now also went to the railing a few meters further, spread her legs wide, without hesitating and with a "aaaah" she let go as well.
Her pants were getting further soaked as she was enjoying the feeling of warmth and wetness spreading everywhere. Streams of pee were running down her shorts splattering on the ground. Meanwhile she took another sip from her milkshake, relishing the moment.
"You really don't mind peeing in your pants don't you?" Billy asked as he finished.
"No, it's just embarrassing, but once i start peeing it seems my embarrassment usually fades a bit." Emma answered truthfully, "But honestly, it actually feels pretty good to do."
Emma blushed admitting she actually enjoyed it while her stream subsided.
"That's ok, you can enjoy it on the cruise, just make sure mom and dad don't see you do it on purpose" Billy said.
They turned around and started walking back into the ship while leaving a puddle behind and Emma's shorts leaving a trail of droplets.
"So what do you want to do next?" Emma asked joyfully and full of energy.
Billy wondered, "Don't you want to change clothes first? our room isn't that far. Or do you not mind staying in your soggy shorts?"
"I don't mind, also if it's ok..." Emma heavily started blushing now, "Can i keep peeing in my shorts until we go back to mom and dad for dinner?"
"Hahahaha sure why not, that makes me think though, maybe i need to try it out as well sometime, to see how it feels."
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Next chapter will be featuring both, as Luna and Chloe cross paths once again with Emma and Billy! 😄
Edited December 8, 2022 by OmoNeon
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I was working on the new part as i realized it was getting too long so i cut it in half. It does end on a bit of a cliffhanger so i'm sorry about that, but with a bit of luck i might get the next chapter out by tomorrow 😄
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Chapter 10: This continues right where chapter 7 ended, with Luna and Chloe falling into sleep after their wet adventure on the deck during the night.
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Luna opened her eyes, she was looking at the curtains next to her bed with some light shining through them. She felt a bit groggy still while letting out a yawn. She realized she really needed to pee bad, but her bed was so warm and cozy. While rubbing her eyes she shifted on her back so she could check on Chloe.
"Good morning sleepyhead." Chloe whispered in her ear. She got surprised by how close she was to her.
"um...morning." Luna mumbled.
Luna raised her hand to be able to see Chloe better, she got surprised again by how close her face was to hers. Chloe apparently saw her raised arm as an invite, she crawled close to Luna and laid her head on her shoulder while draping her arm over her stomach.
"Uh... what?" Luna asked confused when she felt Chloe curling up to her.
Luna could feel Chloe's breath in her neck when she let out a "shhhh, it's ok"
Luna shivered when she could feel Chloe kiss her neck and said with a chuckle, "I heard you talk in your sleep."
Luna didn't know what was going on, what could she possibly have said in her sleep that made Chloe act like this??
Chloe kept giving small kisses while going up to Luna's cheek, then nibbling on her earlobe. With every small kiss Luna could feel herself getting turned on more and more, she turned towards Chloe and lowered her arm over her shoulder. Luna looked her straight in the eyes when Chloe closed hers, leaned in and kissed her on her lips. Luna had no idea what exactly was happening but she didn't really care at this point anymore as she started kissing her back. They started making out like this for a few minutes while Chloe had been caressing her stomach first, but quickly moved up to her chest, to then move her hand down and go under her t-shirt. Luna could feel Chloe's soft hands caressing her breasts under her shirt.
Luna could feel herself heat up, breathing heavily when suddenly Chloe's lips parted slightly, allowing Luna's tongue to slip inside deepening the kiss. Chloe let out a small moan, while answering Luna's advance with her hand sliding down. Luna spread her legs when she could feel how Chloe's hand entered her shorts, with a shiver going over her spine she could feel Chloe's hand entering her panties and after a small pause just to tease her, she finally slid her finger over her clit. It felt like electricity going through her as Chloe started to rub her clit now. Her arousal was going up at an insanely fast rate, getting her closer to an orgasm with every second, but so was her need to pee.
"No stop, i'm gonna pee in bed, stop!" Luna begged.
Chloe whispered in her ear, "shhhh, just do it, you'll like it."
Luna could feel how Chloe slid two fingers in her, electricity going through her body as she started fingering her. They started kissing again, pressing their lips togheter and Luna letting out moans while getting closer and closer to finishing, knowing she was gonna lose control over her bladder if that happened... She didn't want Chloe to stop though as waves of pleasure where going through her body.
Chloe picked up the pace and this was too much for Luna, after just a few seconds she zoned out and moaned loudly as she reached her climax and welcomed the feeling of herself losing control over her bladder as a torrent of pee shot out of her.
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Luna gasped and shot up in her bed as she woke up from her dream.
No Chloe in her embrace anymore but her orgasm was still very real, she involuntarily thrust her pussy forward as she felt spurts of pee going in her panties with every spasm, loud enough that she could hear the hissing. Waves of pleasure coursing through her body made it that she couldn't stop even if she wanted to. She could feel the wetness and warmth spread and pool around her while sitting in bed, while after a few seconds her orgasm finally subsided, letting out the last few spurts in her panties made her mind come slowly back to reality. Realizing in horror that she had soaked their bed because of the dream, she checked on her side to look at Chloe, who was slowly waking up, opening her eyes and stretching.
"I thought i could hear a hissing sound. Holy shit did you just pee in bed?" Chloe mumbled sleepily
Luna her mind was racing, even though she was still groggy from sleep, she needed to figure out an explanation for all of this. She could feel her pee soaking in the mattress when she realized Chloe only noticed the last few seconds of her dream induced orgasm, she thought she had simply wet the bed. She suddenly noticed the light for the toilet was red.
"Um... the toilet, it's uh, you know, it's... red." Luna stammered.
"Wait, why is the toilet red? i'm bursting to pee!" Chloe suddenly veered up.
"Look through the curtains, it's light outside." Luna said, trying not to sound as if she had just found that out herself.
Turned out they had gone to sleep so late that it was already past morning by now and their toilet switched to red.
"So... you just went and peed in bed?" Chloe asked confused while she lowered herself back and under her sheets.
"Well i mean..." Luna was thinking as hard as she could while answering, "These beds dry up so quickly anyway and... I still felt really sleepy... and... i still needed to shower in the morning anyway... and... i was gonna throw my pajamas in the laundry bin anyway and put on a new one tomorrow, you knew they'll wash them anyway so i thought, and everything that happened on our little adventure yesterday kind of made me think of how it would feel." Luna stammered through all of it while making all of it up in the moment. Hoping it was believable even though it's still super embarrassing.
Luna continued with the half truth now, "I'm sorry! i kind of lost control if i'm honest." She said defeated.
Chloe didn't really respond immediatly, Luna noticed she was fidgeting under her sheets, was she holding herself?
"So... how did it feel?" Chloe asked finally.
"Um..." Luna thought about her answer, she answered shyly "I hope it's not too weird if i say i also liked it similarly to yesterday?"
"haha, no it's ok, i also kind of liked it." Chloe said while still fidgeting, after a small pause she continued with a mischievous smile, "It's so warm and cozy, i don't really want to get out of bed."
Luna noticed the expression on Chloe's face, she was already heating up just thinking of the prospect of Chloe wetting her bed while laying next to her. Luna lowered herself under her sheets again. Lying on her side looking at Chloe who she could just see enough in the almost dark room.
"Just try it, what do you have to lose?" Luna said hopefully.
Luna could see how Chloe's eyes sparkled when she said, "Promise you won't tell anyone?"
"I promise this is our little secret." Luna reassured her with a big smile.
Luna started getting fluttering feelings in her stomach knowing what Chloe was gonna do, Chloe shifted on her back and after a few seconds Luna could tell from her expression she was pushing.
"Oh that's warm." She said while letting out a gasp, "Holy shit i'm peeing"
When Luna could start hearing the hissing coming from the other side of the bed she had to try hard to not shove her hand in her panties, instead she put her hands between her legs and on her crotch and started to push. Now feeling her own stream hit the inside of her panties and soak her hands made her feel absolute bliss.
"Screw it, I'm letting out the rest." Luna said shamelessly.
"Oh god, i can feel it start to spread." Chloe said letting out a sigh, "Why does this feel so good?"
"No idea, but i'm glad i'm not a complete weirdo for enjoying this." Luna answered while her pee was running down and further soaking her pants and sheets.
They both started giggling when Chloe said, "Maybe we're just both weirdos."
Both their streams subsided when Chloe turned on her side again, both girls were looking at each other now, They both let out a sigh in unison, giggled and both were smiling at each other. Luna noticed Chloe was really enjoying this as well.
"This cruise has been wild so far." Chloe said. "And you have no idea how glad i am it's with you."
Luna started blushing, hold on what exactly does she mean with that? Chloe crawled a little bit closer to her.
"You know what i told you earlier on the deck? I never actually told anyone that before." Chloe whispered now.
"Luna whispered back, "Anything to help, you've done plenty for me as well so this is the least i can do."
Luna was now wondering... no, hoping that she was wrong about Chloe not sharing the same feelings like she did, she gained a sparkle of hope that maybe they could be more than just friends. Her heart rate started going up as she crawled closer as well, she accidentally touched her hand under the sheets and to her surprise Chloe grabbed her hand. Luna's heart skipped a beat.
"I never really thanked you properly for listening to me yesterday night out on the deck, you really mean a lot to me." Chloe whispered, "So thank you"
Luna could see that trademark smile of Chloe, while seeing her eyes slightly sparkle in the dimly lit room. She noticed how close their faces actually were, yet that last little bit of space between them seemed like a lot to overcome. She wanted to embrace her, cuddle up to her and kiss her. She felt butterflies in her stomach as she wondered if Chloe was thinking the same as her. However, again... she was overthinking things.
Luna whispered back, "Don't worry about it, i'm here for you and you can tell me anything, really."
Luna actually wanted to tell her how she felt about her, even if the idea of getting rejected scared her to death.
"Chloe i... " Luna didn't really know how to say it, "I mean..." she stumbled over her words and stammered. As suddenly Chloe let lose of her hand and crawled back to her side,
"I'm sorry i made it awkward." Chloe blurted out, "just forget i did that, all i wanted to say is just... I'm glad you're my best friend." At the end she let out a massive yawn, closing her eyes. "Maybe we should get some more sleep, i'm beat."
Just for a few seconds Luna had gotten a little bit of hope of Chloe sharing the same feelings like her but she felt it fade almost instantly, her heart sank trough her chest when she realized Chloe never wanted to be anything more than friends. It's wholesome what she said, and she should be happy for herself that she meant so much to Chloe. So why could she feel tears well up in the corners of her eyes?
Luna also crawled back to her side of the bed, she lifted the sheets a bit higher trying to hide her tears in case Chloe would look. She felt like a moron. She felt a lump in her throat the whole time while she tried to fall asleep, why did this hurt so much... she thought, eventually she turned around with her back to Chloe and eventually falling asleep in her soaked pajama shorts and bed. Even knowing she had fulfilled one of her fantasies of wetting her bed she didn't even care right now.
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Luna opened her eyes and let out a yawn and stretched. When she felt her damp shorts and bed she got reminded of what had happened during the night... well morning rather, she also noticed how her full bladder had gotten full again. She took a bottle of water off of the bedside table and took some gulps. Luna had calmed down now from their little talk they had earlier in the morning as she had some time to think, putting things in perspective, she still had her best friend by her side on this fantastic cruise. Even if she has to accept they would never be more than friends, they had grown closer than ever she felt like, even sharing in her secret and indulging in her kink.
Thinking about that, she really needed to pee and even if she really enjoyed her bedwetting/orgasm combination in the moment, she was mortified what Chloe would've thought of it. With the cold shower of getting friendzoned she hadn't really enjoyed it all that much. Chloe was still sound asleep but knowing she had willingly wet the bed and had admitted she liked it Luna felt like she wouldn't judge her if she wet her bed right now.
With that said, she shifted on her back, pulled the sheets a bit higher to her chin, got all comfortable and started to relax her bladder. Nothing was coming out but she didn't push either, she was laying nice and comfy just waiting for it to finally happen, and after about a minute of just relaxing she could feel the first drops entering her panties. Her heartbeat started to increase and she started biting her lip as she felt a trickle started to escape and slowly form into a stream. Her crotch got all nice and warm as she could feel the wetness start to spread while rewetting her panties and shorts. Warmth slowly spreading downwards and starting to pool downwards and to her delight she started to feel her butt heat up. She relished the moment as she fully relaxed and her stream started to pick up force. Not worried that Chloe would hear it she started to hear her hissing sound coming from under her sheets accompanied with her warmth and wetness slowly expanding in her bed. Enjoying the moment she couldn't help to let out a small moan and decided to go down with her hand in her panties, she could feel her own stream run through her fingers. Until her stream finally died out, feeling content now that she had emptied her bladder in her shorts and bed she closed her eyes again and just enjoyed the feeling of her soaked bed. Slowly feeling her pee soaking into the mattress she felt herself being satisfied with what she just did. Sitting up now in bed, after taking some more gulps from her water bottle she checked her phone and after a few minutes she felt Chloe was starting to wake up.
"Good morning, how's my favorite bedwetter today?" Luna asked jokingly.
"Don't say it like that! It's embarrassing now!" Chloe said still half mumbling and groggy.
Luna laughed, "it's fine, i'm just joking."
"Actually i had almost forgotten i did that, but then you reminded me and i could feel my soggy shorts." Chloe said as they both giggled at their naughtiness.
Chloe also picked a bottle from her own night stand and took a few gulps, right after she squirmed a little bit she got into thinking it seemed.
Chloe said a bit shy, "I don't want to get out of bed just yet to go shower, but i really need to pee."
"Oh no you're not thinking of wetting the bed again are you?" Luna said jokingly, "Don't worry, i literally did that a few minutes ago but you were still sleeping, my side of the bed is completely soaked right now."
"Show!" Chloe shouted as she pulled away the bed sheets.
Now Luna's soaked bed and pajama shorts were revealed, she was feeling the embarrassment now but meanwhile she also saw the sexy damp shorts of Chloe with her own faded stain on her bed.
Chloe shifted now to also sitting up right in bed next to Luna but slightly turned towards her and spread her legs wide open, Luna could see her pink panties peak through her leg hole. Chloe let out a loud sigh as immediately Luna could see how Chloe started pushing her pee in and through her grey pajama shorts, while some was also flowing out of her pants legs and onto the bed. Making her soggy shorts turn completely dark grey again while she was fully rewetting them. Luna could see how her pink panties were turning a darker shade of pink again while her pee was starting to pool around her now. Luna got massively turned on by this scene as her friend was without any shame relieving herself in her shorts and bed right next to her. Luna could feel the rest of her despair from earlier fading away with this glorious sight.
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After some browsing on their phones under the blanket Chloe decided to go take a shower, Luna said she would follow right after and then start their day.
As Chloe got out of bed and walked to the shower with her fresh clothes Luna couldn't keep her eyes off of her, her shorts were drenched while clinging to her butt, the pee had crept up to her shirt as well. That's hot as hell Luna thought, and as Chloe locked the door she couldn't help to shove her hand in her shorts and start playing with herself, rubbing her clit and fingering herself with the scene replaying in her head of Chloe deliberately wetting her bed just minutes ago as well as her dream she has had earlier. Pressure was building up inside her and while playing, she was ecstatic from the pure pleasure she was feeling. When she finally reached her climax she felt herself squirting in her panties, not that she was worried wetting her panties more as they were already soaked anyway.
Luna realised both wetting and Chloe turned her on so much, but the combination of both togheter gave her the most incredible orgasms she had ever felt. Laying on her bed with her hand still in her pants, heavily panting and fully satisfied once more. She stayed like that, relaxing until it was her turn to shower.
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Hot water was caressing her body while her mind wondered off, she couldn't deny anymore that she had completely fallen for Chloe at this point, she felt like a total moron. A lump formed in her throat again when she remembered how Chloe had said how happy she was they were best friends.
Luna came to the conclusion that there was nothing she could do besides trying to move on and accept they'll never be more than friends, because lingering over this is only gonna hurt her more. She had felt feelings for Chloe before these past days but she hadn't gotten hurt over it yet, until now that is.
But damn Chloe had looked cute in her soaked pajamas.
Shaking her head as if trying to get the thought out, she started to wash herself and think about something else.
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They got dressed and headed out for lunch, Luna was wearing tight jeans short shorts with a blue top and Chloe went with comfortable shorts and a t-shirt. When Luna was picking out her clothes she realized when she was already in the shower that she had picked those clothes because she thought she looked sexy in them for Chloe... Again, what's the point? She felt like a moron again.
They went to one of the dining halls and as they were eating they were checking out in the app on their phones what they wanted to do next. Going over all the events and things to do they happily talked about the activities they saw passing by. They both got reminded how extensive the list of activities as that this ship had to offer. Just as they finished their lunch Chloe pointed out there was a theatre show starting very soon, maybe if they hurried they could catch it. Luna was all for as she had wanted to see it anyway so they quickly finished the rest of their food, downed their drinks and took one extra for underway as it was quite a walk still.
Luna could already feel her bladder start to fill as they left though.
They had made their way to the entrance of the hall where the show was being held and they got there right on time. Quickly looking around and reading the info on the panel next to the door how acces to the show actually worked and to their disbelief they realized they had made the trip for nothing. Tickets were free but you had to order them beforehand and the tickets for this show were all gone already.
Just as they wanted to leave dissapointed and empty handed they heard a familiar voice.
"Yo Luna, yo Chloe!" Emma and Billy shouted while they walked over to them.
They quickly caught up and started talking about their predicament and to Chloe and Luna's luck they had 2 extra tickets for the show, their parents were gonna be joining them but they changed their mind just a few minutes ago and let them go alone, so they gave the tickets to Luna and Chloe.
Lucky for them they will be seeing the show after all... |
Chapter 11:
"We really need to hurry up though as the show is about to start and we still want to go to the shop to get drinks and food, popcorn and soda are included with the tickets for free by the way." Billy said.
Luna hurriedly said, "Yea and i still want to go to the toilet before the show starts! What about you guys?"
Chloe nodded yes,
Billy and Emma shook their heads saying no.
"Alright see you guys in a bit!" Luna said as she walked away.
Billy shouted after them, "We'll get you your drinks and food already if you want, else you'll be late!"
"Thanks that would be great!" Chloe and Luna shouted in unison
Chloe quickly joined her and they both went to go stand in line for the toilet, even the indicated toilets for the theatre had apparently red and green lights Luna noticed, what would happen if these would suddenly turn red? For example during the break?
Luna didn't ponder about it for too long, changing her mind about something else, she always bought a large soda when she went to the movies but often had to go to the toilet in the middle of the screening, she had fantasized in the past about letting go and wetting her pants and seat instead, of course she's way to shy for that for even thinking of actually doing that... But now in this scenario, it felt a lot more plausible. Accidents are allowed after all.
Overthinking it in her head Luna decided to talk to Chloe about her thoughts, after all she had been very accepting about her fetish so far, and clearly she enjoyed it as well, even in the morning when she wasn't drunk anymore she seemed open about it.
"Hey" Luna whispered, "What if these toilets turn red during the break, i saw a sign you can't leave the theatre and re-enter during a show."
Chloe thought for a bit and went over the options, "Well if the show turns out to be mediocre i guess we could just leave and go find a toilet and go do something else."
"But what if it's a killer show?" Luna asked with a frown.
"hmmm" Chloe squinted her eyes at Luna, "Are you implying what i'm thinking you're implying?"
Luna leaned in, now whispering so no one else could hear, "Is it weird if i said it's been a bit of a fantasy of mine?"
Chloe her eyes widened now, Luna blushed heavily as she had mentioned one of her deepest fantasies, although she had started to feel quite comfortable spilling her secrets about her kink to Chloe.
She could see Chloe ponder over it, but then it was their turn so they both went to the toilet and afterwards quickly rushed to their seats as they were definitely on the late side.
Luna and Chloe entered through the doors entering the theatre's hall, they were greatly impressed with how big the space was. It looked beautiful with balconies and amazing decorations, almost like in a fairytale.
"I don't believe we're still on the ship anymore, this is crazy." Chloe reacted.
The lights were already dimming by the time they got to their seats, Emma and Billy were already seated, they thanked them for their drinks and popcorn they had brought. Luna shared the big popcorn with Chloe as the show was about to start.
"So how long is this actually? I've never really been to a proper theatre show." Chloe confessed.
Emma and Billy both answered, "Three hours, with one break in the middle."
Luna was confused and surprised, she immediately realized they had a problem,
"Hold on what do you mean? That's like one hour and a half before and after break?!" Luna said shocked. "They have to know that with the drug in our systems it's literally impossible to hold for that long."
"Yep, our parents realized the same thing, that's why they suddenly decided to skip." Billy said.
Luna and Chloe glanced at each other, knowing what this meant.
Emma announced with a casual tone "On the app there was a small notice saying it's allowed to have accidents on these seats. So we're just gonna go in our pants during the show."
"Hold up, did she just say they're gonna wet themselves like it's the most normal thing to do during a show?" Chloe asked Luna while squinting her eyes a little bit.
Luna wondered, what will she and Chloe do, leave the theatre when they needed to pee? or join Emma and Billy? They really seemed to be ok with this situation, especially Emma.
Billy apologized, "I'm sorry, maybe we should've said that earlier, but honestly look around, we won't be the only ones with wet pants i'm guessing. When i think about it, i'm really surprised they got so many people to watch this, although i think a lot of people don't realize how long it takes until the break. So i'm curious what they're gonna do, will they just leave or wet themselves?"
"Look over there." said Chloe as she pointed behind them,
There were employees standing on the sides and in the back behind the seats, spread out over the theatre hall, they had clipboards in their hands.
"I feel like they're taking notes how people respond to this situation, this really does feel like a social experiment." Chloe said intrigued. "It almost feels like they do this on purpose, just like how the toilets rotate at the worst times."
"We noticed that as well," Billy said in agreement, "Emma is getting the hang of predicting the rotations sometimes."
Luna found this news interesting, apparently she hadn't paid enough attention to the rotations yet.
The show started as the last lights went out and everything went dark.
Everywhere on the ceiling they could now see what seemed to be the nightsky, stars were twinkling everywhere. She could hear people go "aah" and "ooh" as the show started. Suddenly what must've come from the balcony behind them was a guy in a impressive astronaut suit floating above them, he slowly made his way to the main stage as if he was in low gravity, Luna could just barely make out the wires he was connected with. She was really impressed with the production value already. As the main stage got revealed that looked like the moon where the astronaut landed, all while simulating the low gravity with the wires.
Luna quickly realized it was a play about what humanity had achieved with flight over the decades, she was immediately engrossed in it, with a quick glance to Chloe she noticed she wasn't the only one. Luna took a big sip from her coke and a big hand of popcorn while keeping her attention to the play.
About half an hour later the first part ended and she had loved it so far, in theatres there would be very small intermissions so the crew could do certain setup changes to change the background etc, this usually only took a few minutes, that's why a toilet break wasn't allowed during it and only allowed at the big break of 15 to 20 minutes, else people would walk through the hall during the play. But Luna her bladder had filled significantly over the time and she knew there was no way she was gonna make another half hour.
The lights in the hall went on as the small break of about 5mins started.
Not to anyone's surprise there were people who were getting up already, probably looking for a toilet, some seemed to be leaving, while others went back to their seats after talking to the employees at the doors confirming they couldn't re-enter after leaving. Luna glanced over to Chloe who looked back at her,
"Damn, if the show would've been mediocre i would've opted to leave instead of wet myself. But i gotta admit, it's pretty good so far and i'm actually considering staying." Chloe said while thinking.
"Same, the show is really good, but how embarrassing it will be when the show is over and the lights go on and we have to leave in soaked pants all the way to our room in the middle of the day?" Luna said, she was overthinking the situation out loud.
"How many of these people will also leave with wet pants you think?" Chloe asked, "I feel like i wouldn't be nearly as embarrassed if half of these people would leave with wet pants like us."
Luna now turned around to face Emma who was sitting next to her, "When you're gonna pee in your pants, aren't you gonna feel..."
Luna didn't finish her sentence as now with the lights on she noticed the dark blue stain on Emma's jeans shorts she was wearing,
"You already peed in your pants?" Luna asked surprised.
Emma stopped sipping from her coke, shrugged and responded in a down to earth manner, "Of course, i needed to pee before the show even started so i let go in my pants the moment the lights went out."
"Hold up," Luna remarked , "didn't you say you didn't need to pee when i asked you earlier, right before we went inside?"
"No? You only asked if i needed the bathroom." Emma replied in a smug way, "i definitely needed to pee. But why would i go to the bathroom if that means i'll be too late to also get snacks and be on time, all that just to end up with a full bladder half an hour later and wet myself anyway?"
Luna and Chloe both stared at Emma, they both opened their mouths to say something, then closed them again. Luna was dumbfounded at how casual Emma was acting while she was sitting in her soaked shorts and admitting she skipped the toilet to wet her shorts minutes later.
Chloe opened her mouth again, "I hate how i agree with you right now!"
They all started laughing now at this weird conversation and realizing Emma was weirdly right.
"Just go in your pants, it's fine." Emma comforted Luna and Chloe.
"Talking about a role switch, look who's comforting who now about wetting themselves." Chloe said while chuckling. "Last time we saw you we had to comfort you on the train."
Billy chimed in, "Yea i feel like my sis has gotten comfortable to just let go in her pants if necessary. But she's right though, no shame if you both wet yourself."
Luna had felt a bit nervous during the entire conversation, she had dreamed of a chance to wet herself and her seat in a place like this but on the other side, she had a hard time dealing with the embarrassment that would follow. They also had nothing with them to cover it up. However, just thinking about doing it was arousing her already.
"If you want to stay i'll stay as well." Chloe said, finally making a decision.
Just as she said it the lights started to dim again, guess they had waited to long to make a decision anyway, Luna and her overthinking always. She turned to Chloe now.
Luna confirmed, "Guess we're staying if it's ok with you, i do want to see the rest anyway."
"Ok then." Chloe responded
The show continued and it got even better, at some point two of the actors were floating above the audience in a mini retro airplane showing the first flight of the Wright brothers.
Luna's bladder was filling at a rapid rate now and she knew it wouldn't take much longer until she would start getting uncomfortable, there was absolutely no shot she was gonna make it until the break, correction, even if she left now she wasn't even sure she would make it to the toilet in time if the one outside would be on red. But instead of feeling panic she started to feel her excitement build, she won't be the only one with wet pants and remembering the words of Emma and Billy, no reason to be embarrassed about it. So no reason to really hold it anymore.
Luna leaned back in her seat a bit more and got comfy while she started relaxing her bladder. With just a little push she dampened her panties, quickly followed by another spurt doing some more damage. Still shouldn't be visible though Luna thought. It was giving her courage knowing Chloe and the others all would have wet their pants by the time the first break would come.
Luna started pushing a longer spurt in her pants now, feeling the warmth around her pussy as her pee was soaking in her panties and in her shorts, she could feel a trickle run down to her butt now, knowing this would definitely be visible if she would stand up with the lights on.
Her heart was beating faster while getting aroused knowing she was wetting her pants in the middle of hundreds of people, not only that but she would have to walk to her room afterwards with soaked pants. Luna felt like she should be panicking right about now but she was getting engrossed in fulfilling her long time fantasy.
Embarrassment had made way for enthousiasme now, Luna succumbed to the desire and decided she was gonna give her shorts a good soaking. She would figure out later how to deal with getting to their room. She grabbed a handful of popcorn which was standing on Chloe's lap and whispered in her ear: "I'm gonna piss myself."
There wasn't a lot of light in the room but just enough that she could see the playful expression on Chloe's face as she whispered.
"You're gonna enjoy this aren't you?"
Luna nodded with a slight grin on her face while she stuffed the popcorn in her mouth.
"This is scary, but i think i'm gonna join you, i think i want some support though." Chloe grinned, as she nodded towards somewhere between them.
To Luna's surprise she saw that Chloe had laid her hand spread out on the armrest between them with her palm upwards, Luna grabbed her hand almost instinctively. Her heart skipped a beat as she felt Chloe close her hand and intertwine their fingers. Luna felt ecstatic.
With her right hand now free she placed it on her crotch and relaxed, her pee came out on it's own now and to her delight she could feel her crotch warm up again and it quickly started spreading downwards. She was happily relieving herself in her pants and loved how she could feel her pee streaming through the fingers of her right hand, while also having the warm embrace from Chloe in her left hand.
Luna had died and gone to heaven.
At least that's what she felt like. At this point there was no possible return anymore, not that it mattered because she had no intention of stopping her stream anyway and kept emptying her bladder into her shorts. It was pooling around her butt and slowly soaking into the seat. Luna felt great, she was beaming as she had never thought she would ever get the chance to wet herself in a theatre seat, but here she was, fully pissing herself and enjoying it as much as possible.
Her stream finally died down and she let out a loud sigh, almost sad that it was over. Her crotch wasn't too bad it seemed but she knew the entire back of her pants must be soaked.
"Shit that was amazing, i loved it! Why was i even worried in the first place?" Luna said out loud towards Chloe, probably louder than she had intended.
Luna could feel a slight squeeze in her hand now coming from Chloe, she looked at her and noticed the blank expression on her face, she glanced down to her crotch and just as she was looking there was a stronger light coming from the stage which was enough for Luna to see the dark spot grow on Chloe's red shorts. Luna couldn't help grinning while she watched how Chloe was wetting herself in her seat as well.
Luna focused her attention back on the play now while basking in the glory of her wet pants.
To her surprise Chloe didn't pull away her hand even after she had emptied her bladder which she had predicted would happen. Luna didn't either so they kept holding hands throughout the play.
While the play continued she could feel her bladder filling up again after a while, the big coke was definitely helping as she kept sipping from it through the show. Luna happily let go again in her shorts and kept doing it for the remainder of the show further soaking them until it was time for the break.
They all wanted a refill for their drinks but Luna and Chloe were quite apprehensive about walking to the shop in their wet shorts. Emma and Billy volunteered to go instead. Luna had a clear view now as Emma and Billy walked away, Billy was wearing black shorts so it wasn't very visible, you could still see it under full light but the contrast was big compared to Emma her pants. Her behind had a much darker blue stain as she could see her butt was soaked.
Now Luna noticed quite a good amount of people had left the theatre by now, she assumed all people that didn't feel it worth to leave in wet pants at the end of the show, she could totally understand of course. But to her own surprise, there were still about half of the people left. Plenty of other people were now going to what she assumed to the shop for snacks and drinks. She could already tell a good amount of people had wet pants, they had nothing to worry about as she got confirmation they wouldn't be the only ones with soaked pants at the end of the show.
They got their soda refills and started happily chatting again while sipping from their drinks, the play started again and they all shut up as they watched the show.
Unfortunately she had let go of Chloe's hand when the lights came on again, Luna really wanted to hold her hand again. A little voice was reminding her of what she had said in the shower, to try and get over Chloe but she chose to ignore it.
Chloe hadn't offered her hand anymore like before, so why not try? Chloe had initiated it the first time so Luna initiated this time, she placed her hand on the armrest with her palm up like Chloe had done earlier, she was a bit nervous about it but suddenly she felt Chloe her hand, she closed her fingers and they intertwined with hers. They quickly glanced at each other and they both had a grin on their face and quickly focused their gaze on the play again.
Luna wasn't sure what it meant but this was definitely not helping her getting over her crush.
Luna would keep letting go in her pants whenever she felt like for the remainder of the play.
She assumed the others were doing the same.
The play came to an end and the crowd applaused, it really was a good show the four of them thought. But now the lights came on and they were supposed to leave...
Luna had thought she would start to panic more than this, but actually, she was pretty calm. As people started standing up she started noticing the predicament of other people.
Some were binding some sweather around their waist but as the temperature was decently high most people didn't have extra clothes with them. Some girls had dresses and skirts on, so obviously they had just hiked them up and wet their panties or taken them off and went commando. A little girl stood up in the row in front of them with a dress, probably about the age of Emma and she could see the entire back of her dress got soaked. She hadn't even bothered to hike it up Luna realized.
They started making their way to the exit now together with the rest of the people, Luna did notice that Chloe was quite a bit more uncomfortable than her. She did her best to comfort her as they made their way out of the theatre and once exiting she noticed how the crowd started to disperse. Which also meant they would start to stand out more with their soaked pants.
They quickly shared phone numbers with Emma and Billy as they had asked if they wanted to meet up later for dinner perhaps, they had told their parents about them and apparently they wouldn't mind if they joined them for dinner some time. Luna and Chloe happily agreed and they said their goodbyes to each other.
They walked to their room now going through the hallways, it was impossible to avoid other people as the hallways were often crowded, they even had to cross through a group of people. Luna was a bit embarrassed but it wasn't too bad, obviously people noticed their wet pants but it seemed nobody really paid attention to it, or at least they weren't bothered enough about it to have a reaction. They were walking through a hallway which connected to several other parts of the ship so there were quite some people passing by here, but yet again, nobody seemed to be bothered reacting to their wet pants. There was a toilet a little bit further in the hallway.
Suddenly they heard a familiar voice shouting from behind them.
"Let me through please! Emergency! Oh god please move i'm gonna piss myself!"
They suddenly saw Peyton bolt past them with her hands crammed in her crotch holding herself, she looked like she was seconds away from losing control over her bladder. Stopped in the middle of the hallway, squirmed for a few seconds, she seemed to regain control a little bit and started to wobble towards the toilet now. Luna was pretty sure she had caught a glimpse of a wet spot on the back of her jeans as she wobbled away.
Peyton had made it to the entrance of the toilet, "NO NO NO NO this can't be!!!!" as she dropped on her knees in front of the toilet.
Luna and Chloe had now caught up enough to see the light was on red. Peyton was making a scene though and people were all looking in their direction, seeing what was the drama exactly about.
"I literally ran across the entire ship just to find one green toilet, how is this possible..." Peyton was sobbing on the floor.
Luna could now see her jeans had a dark spot at her crotch, she was still trying to hold it but wasn't running anymore, her fight must've been going for quite a while apparently.
"Finally she gave up, i thought she would never stop running." Vicky said from behind them.
They greeted Vicky while Peyton was still sobbing on the ground and making a scene a little bit further away from them. Vicky clearly had wet herself looking at the wet patch on her overall she was wearing, although she didn't seem to be fazed about it at all.
Peyton was getting a good amount of attention from onlookers by now when suddenly she recognized the big black man from a few days earlier in the pool walking towards her.
Luna had almost forgotten how big he was when he towered above everyone else.
With a soft but deep and rumbling voice, "Girl why you making a scene? Just go in your pants already, you're just making a fool of yourself trying to hold it."
"b-bu-but..." Peyton stammered and stuttered. "I can't just wet myself in front of everyone..."
"Of course you can, nobody will bat an eye."
While the tower of a man seemed to be comforting Peyton in his own way he pointed to his girlfriend, or more so, her pants. Which only now Luna realized had a big wet patch expanding down her legs. She was really attractive and had a light brown skin color. Funny how she hadn't even noticed her wet pants yet.
He and his girlfriend seemed to have seen enough and went on their own way again as they started walking away, but not before the woman saying something to Peyton.
"A small piece of advice princess, you can sit there and wait for the inevitable to happen, or... let go and you'll feel a lot better."
Whether it was the advice from the woman or just Peyton losing control but Luna could now see a puddle forming under Peyton, she was fully wetting herself now in her jeans.
"See, don't you feel a lot better now?" Vicky asked while she walked up to Peyton and tried comforting her.
Peyton was just sobbing on the floor in her own puddle. People started to move on now and mind their own business again.
After Peyton got it together she left with Vicky, while Luna and Chloe continued walking towards their own room which wasn't too far away anymore.
Chloe started explaining something she had noticed to Luna, "So nobody seemed to react, notice or rather care about our own wet pants when we were walking through the hallways right?"
Yea you're right, actually i had almost forgotten i was still in my wet pants." Luna chuckled.
Chloe continued, "But Peyton has an accident after holding it and whole potty dance routine etc, you name it, but did you see how embarrassing it was and how many people noticed and saw that?"
"Yea pretty much everyone... oooh that's what you mean, people don't really care that much if you wet yourself, it's only when you yourself are making a scene out of it people will pay attention." Luna said now understanding what Chloe meant.
"Exactly, like we've seen multiple people with wet pants or seeing them wet themselves and did we really care? Like the woman in the elevator last night, she completely soaked her pants." Chloe said.
Luna chimed in now, "But then we see Peyton lose control while she was very much dying from embarrassment and... i felt really bad for her, omg you're right!"
While still walking towards their room they passed a group of people, Chloe came to her conclusion now, "So basically if you accept it and just let go on purpose instead of making a huge deal out of it like Peyton, nobody really cares that much if you wet your pants, well at least on this crazy cruise of course."
Suddenly Chloe stopped dead in her tracks,
"So... that means..." Chloe said in a mysterious tone.
Luna had no idea what she was talking about, but she turned around and waited for Chloe, now looking at her waiting to say something.
Chloe: "...."
"What are you..." Luna didn't finish her sentence as she could suddenly hear a hissing noise, and a wet patch quickly formed on the front of Chloe's crotch with droplets falling from her shorts which quickly turned into streams, she was letting go in her shorts rewetting them completely.
"Holy shit Chloe, are you actually pissing yourself in the middle of the hallway!?" Luna said with her eyes wide opened.
Some people of the group they had passed earlier had turned around to see what was happening, but Luna couldn't really tell if they even had reacted as they already continued on their way.
"Ok i can't believe i'm doing this, but i had to go anyway and it feels kinda good honestly." Chloe sheepishly admitted.
Suddenly a door opened of one of the rooms close to where they were standing and a man stepped out. He saw Chloe who was still relieving herself in her shorts with an expanding puddle underneath her on the carpet, he shook his head, rolled his eyes and just walked away through the hallway without even muttering a word.
Chloe her stream subsided and the two girls looked at each other to start laughing a second later, they were snickering at how surreal that experience just was. They calmed down a little bit and Luna realized she also had to pee like Chloe.
"You know what also would be funny?" Luna said while still snickering.
"No, but please tell." Chloe said.
Luna: "...."
"What are... oh ok i get it." Chloe said when she could hear the hissing start and started to laugh again.
Luna didn't even feel any shame while she was having fun with her best friend, not even scared at getting caught at this point. Tears were rolling from their cheeks from laughter while the splattering could be heard from the stream hitting the carpet. Luna was completely rewetting her shorts now. They had been sitting down in the theatre so their backs got soaked but the front had gotten mostly spared, but now both girls their fronts of their shorts had a big wet patch as well. Neither cared though as they were having too much fun with this.
They finally made it to their room, Luna couldn't believe she had passed literally dozens of people with visibly soaked shorts.
"I can't believe we just did that... so many people must have seen our wet pants!" Luna squeeled
"i'm still shaking, i kid you not!" Chloe squeeled even louder.
When they finally calmed down both girls started to change clothes and prepare for dinner with Emma, Billy and their parents.
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Chapter 12:
They changed into dry clothes and Luna chose her black jeans, her choice of pants got very much influenced by their activities earlier during the theater visit. She wondered if there was a chance she would be able to enjoy another wet adventure this evening, but better to pick pants that weren't gonna show the wetness as much, just in case! Chloe went with dark blue jeans shorts/hotpants that suit her really well, Luna was already praying she might get to see her wet them if she was really lucky.
Even with the adventure before, Luna wasn't confident she would ever let go in public on purpose though. In all previous instances it was pretty near unavoidable for wet pants, unless their pants were already wet. Ok they could've left the theater beforehand perhaps but still.
Luna and Chloe joined Emma and Billy's family to dinner, to their delight they went to the steakhouse on the ship. Even though they had to pay an extra for this they didn't mind as the food was great and the service was more than adequate. They talked with them and shared stories about their cruise experiences so far and were giving each other advice what activities were the best they had done so far. Emma and Billy were very positive about the arcade but Luna and Chloe still needed to go and try that out.
They also noticed that if you went to a restaurant like this where you had to pay, you did get acces to a toilet that was always open. That's fair for the price at the very least.
They all had gone to the toilet at some point during dinner.
When they were about to leave Luna and Chloe made plans to go to the arcade and check it out. They invited Emma and Billy if they wanted to join and their parents didn't mind so they tagged along.
On their way to the arcade they walked through central park, they got themselves a bit of a dessert by getting a milkshake, (Emma and Billy swore they were great)
They weren't wrong, Luna and Chloe agreed.
While sipping their milkshakes they passed by the karaoke bar when they suddenly heard a sound that Chloe described as "a pig that was getting tortured".
All four of them quickly peeked through the entrance into the bar to see where the ungodly sound was coming from. They recognized the karen who was on stage singing her own version of "Bohemian Rhapsody". Some people in the audience were covering their ears from the horrible sound.
They quickly left while laughing about the drunk karen they had all immediately recognized from the service desk and pool a few days ago.
"I wouldn't be surprised if Freddy crawls out of his grave and crawled onto the ship to end her life." Chloe said jokingly.
Luna replied in a dead serious tone, "I wouldn't be against it."
They all giggled and continued on their walk, but Luna realized she had to pee again, she had gone to the toilet at the restaurant but that was quite a while before leaving. She felt a bit stupid for not going right before they left. Before she could say anything Chloe spoke up.
"This milkshake is doing work on my bladder, maybe we should find a toilet before going to the arcade?" Chloe asked,
"I remember there was a toilet at the end of central park, we'll go there as we need to pass it for the arcade anyway." Billy said.
They continued checking out some of the stuff in the park though, the souvenir shop was about to close but they quickly went inside just to go check out some stuff. They tried on some funny looking hats while having a laugh, they ended up not buying anything though, they might come back later near the end of the cruise to get souvenirs.
They had left the shop and reached the end of central park, but to their dismay it was on red.
"I could really use that toilet though." Luna said, the others agreed and they hurried a little to the next one.
Chloe added, "I might be in trouble if we don't find a green toilet at the arcade."
"Don't worry there are more toilets on the way, surely one will be open." Billy said
confidently.
Emma however intertwined, "I wouldn't put my hopes to high actually."
The others wondered what Emma meant, "Huh? What do you mean?"
Emma continued, "The toilets always rotate in a group, their timings are different but if i would have to make a guess, they're in the same rotation when we were here last time." She looked at Billy now.
Billy replied visibly thinking, "Really? If that's true we would need to go back immediately in the other direction, you're sure the other ones ahead will all be closed?"
Emma shrugged, "It's just a guess, but if we go all the way back now we can pretty much forget about the arcade, mom and dad said we couldn't stay out for too long."
Luna could feel a tingling sensation, her palms got a bit sweaty as she was overthinking what she had thought of earlier, For the chance that she might wet herself she had picked out her black jeans for this very reason. But now that she was back into dry clothes she felt like her confidence from earlier had faded away, when they had rewet their pants in the hallway she had overcome her fear and embarrassment but right now that felt like a different world. Luna felt like she needed another push for confidence. In her current state, she was half panicking and half excited.
"I'm ok with continuing, we'll pass one more toilet and there's also one at the arcade itself i remember." Billy said,
Emma casually added, "I don't think i want to hold it until we get to the arcade though."
Huh? Did she just hear that correctly? Luna was wondering what Emma meant, is she close to having an accident? But she said that she didn't 'want' to hold it, as if she was making a conscious decision. She also didn't look desperate from what she could tell. Luna was a bit confused but the others didn't seem to react so she ignored it for now.
They took the elevator to the lower deck, the toilet would be right there at the exit. The experimental drug was really kicking in now as Luna was starting to feel the pressure in her bladder increase rapidly now, she could still hold it but if what Emma said is true and all the toilets in this area are on red she already knew they wouldn't make it back in time even if she wanted to.
Luna asked curiously, "What did you mean with not 'wanting' to hold it?"
Emma was slurping on her milkshake which was almost empty to look up to Luna, "I meant that if we don't find a green light toilet by the time we're at the arcade i'm gonna let go in my pants." She answered with a straight face.
Luna was trying to process what Emma was saying, and apparently so was Chloe who was giving her a look. Emma was wearing her red 'Superdry' sweatpants so if she did let go it would be immediately visible Luna thought. Just then the doors of the elevators went open and they immediately exited, and to their not so big surprise the toilet was... on red.
"Damn i'm getting good at guessing these rotations!" Emma laughed, while doing a silly victory dance she threw away her now empty milkshake in the trashcan next to the elevator exit.
The others also threw their now empty cup away. Billy took out his phone and Luna and Chloe looked on his screen on either sides from him to see how far the next toilet was.
Emma had ended her silly victory dance and was standing in front of them with her hands behind her back wobbling on her feet.
"Like i said, there's another toilet at the arcade entrance, just through this hallway and follo..." Billy abruptly stopped his sentence,
They all looked up from Billy's phone to see Emma with her hands still behind her back and her feet now parted wide. "psssshhhhhh"
Luna could clearly hear the hissing sound and a wet patch was quickly spreading across the crotch of Emma's red sweatpants. Pee was cascading down her inner thighs as droplets were falling on the carpeted floor. Luna couldn't believe Emma was just emptying her bladder in her pants like that. She saw how a puddle was forming on the carpet beneath her as Emma looked up to face the others.
Beaming with content Emma said "Ooooh... that feels so much better than holding it!"
"Holy shit, just like that?" Chloe said shocked,
"you weren't kidding about letting go in your pants..." Luna said just as shocked.
Billy seemed to be completely unfazed that his sister had just blatantly wet herself, "...follow through until we pass by one of the big diners, on our right we'll get to the arcade and if you're lucky the toilet will be green." Billy continued casually, "Not that Emma needs it anymore though."
Somewhere during Billy's explanation Emma's stream had subsided and she went back to wobbling on her feet as if nothing had happened. There was a big wet patch on the front of her pants now that went down her inner thighs all the way to the ground, her puddle was soaking into the carpet.
"I can't believe you just... went in your pants like that." Stammered Luna
"Why not? It feels a lot better than holding it, you both said in the theater that you loved it as well! So why are you so desperate on finding a green toilet?" Emma said, "Also the arcade has pretty dim lighting anyway, so you can just let go and it won't show much of the wetness."
"Sometimes it's scary how blunt Emma can be, i know." Billy said, "I also think that she might be right and the toilet at the arcade is gonna be red. Anyway, I'm looking forward to that slushy machine again though!"
Emma shouted "Slushy!!!"
Luna was impressed by Emma, turned out this was just the push that Luna needed as her excitement was starting to win over her embarrassment, she still wanted to see if the toilets at the arcade were red though, you never know. But secretly she was starting to hope they were red to have an excuse to follow Emma's lead and pee her pants.
They made their way to the arcade which really wasn't much further actually, and indeed it's light was red as well. Luna and Chloe were both bursting to pee at this point. Luna hadn't heard Chloe complain about the plan yet, but not really accept it either as she looked at her friend to see what she thought.
Chloe answered Luna's gaze by whispering, "I can't believe i'm looking forward to letting go in my pants."
"You're not the only one." Reassured Luna with a grin,
They all entered the arcade and indeed it was pretty dim lit, the games and cabinets had a lot of flashing lights but overall there wasn't much lighting.
"Slushy!!!" Emma shouted as she ran off to the machine with all kinds of flavours stalled out. Billy followed her while Luna and Chloe started checking out what the arcade had to offer.
While entering the dimly lit corridors of the arcade Luna had accepted she would be walking back to their room with soaked jeans and realized she didn't mind that as much as she thought she would, actually no, she was even looking forward to it. Her bladder felt uncomfortably full at this point and just like Emma, she didn't feel like holding it anymore.
Luna started relaxing her bladder while they were strolling through the arcade, her heart was beating like crazy.
Her stream wouldn't start on it's own so she gave a firm push that started it. She felt the wetness and warmth spreading in her panties for at least a couple seconds before stopping the stream. It was now soaking in her jeans. This was absolutely gonna be visible but she wanted confirmation, so she stopped strolling and checked her crotch, there weren't any other people nearby except Chloe. Her panties already felt soaked and she could see a big wet patch on her crotch.
Chloe stopped as well and saw the wet patch on Luna's pants and decided to join as well. After Chloe let out a sigh, Luna could see how Chloe's dark blue jeans shorts were getting a darker shade at first and then started glistening from wetness with some drops going down her legs. Just like Luna, Chloe had stopped the stream after a few seconds.
Luna was shaking from arousal, "Feels good doesn't it?"
"Damn right you are, i didn't want to stop my stream even." Chloe said visibly flustered.
"Then don't?" Luna said hopefully.
Chloe paused, started thinking for a few seconds and spread her feet apart. To Luna's delight she realized she was gonna go all the way and soak her shorts! Immediately drops were falling from her pants legs that quickly turned into streams falling from both of her pants legs down on the carpet. Quickly a puddle started to form but she wasn't nearly done yet.
Luna her own bladder was begging for release now that they were standing still, and with the view of Chloe continuing to wet herself. Without a second thought she spread her feet as well, relaxed and allowed the warmth and wetness to spread further through her panties and into her jeans. A shiver went over her spine when her pee was starting to creep down her pants on the inside of her thighs. Pure feeling of bliss went over her and she didn't feel like stopping her stream either as she completely relaxed and let it flow down her jeans.
Luna saw how Chloe even pressed her hand against her crotch while midstream, this made her pee spread in the front even more making the wet patch even bigger then it already was.
Luna was still going in her pants while she looked down and saw two puddles form around her feet, she felt her socks getting wet as well, not that she was worried too much. She slowly felt her bladder getting empty and her stream eventually subsided, to her delight she now also realized the wetness had crept up to her butt as well, it felt nice she thought. Luna couldn't believe she had just emptied her bladder into her pants on purpose in the middle of an arcade, there were people around, although at first glance she didn't think anyone actually noticed to her surprise.
They both simultaneously let out a loud sigh, giggled, and checked the wet stain on each others pants. Luna's embarrassment had faded completely. Emma and Billy both returned with their slushy.
Emma said with a grin on her face, "Felt good didn't it?"
"Yep" Luna and Chloe declared.
"I really need to pee now as well though," Billy said, "Should i go find a corner where i can relieve myself? Or..."
"Haha you're the only one with dry pants now!" Emma teased,
Billy countered with saying jokingly, "I should just go in my pants as well, it's weird if i'm the only one with dry pants."
Now that Luna her bladder was empty she felt like getting a slushy as well, Chloe decided to join. There were more people at the slushy machine but also, the area was more lit they noticed... still on their high from wetting themselves in public they weren't too bothered by it, they just joined the que for the slushy machine in their visibly wet pants. Luna was enjoying herself and was surprised at how comfortable she was with wet pants.
"Um... Luna..." Chloe said
Luna was confused, "What?"
"Look outside, you can see the toilet's light from here, it must've turned green since we've entered." Chloe said
Luna was surprised but after thinking for a bit, "My pants are wet anyway, if you want you can go to the toilet later but i think i'll skip."
Luna grinned towards Chloe who returned an even bigger grin, Luna already knew what this meant, even with the toilet on green they weren't even thinking of using it for the remainder of the evening.
They got their slushy and while happily sipping on them they started looking for a game to play, they both sucked at them but they were enjoying themselves.
After trying out a few games against Chloe they noticed Billy and Emma were waving to them to come over to their game. They were at the stepmania rythm/dancing game and they were challenging them to some matches. Luna had played this before so she was definitely in, Chloe wasn't opposed so they accepted the challenge.
Apparently Emma had beaten Billy a few times already, so Emma stayed on the machine while Chloe tried beating her, Luna was standing next to Billy while they watched the duel unfold.
Suddenly Billy said, "Oh that feels good, i had to pee so bad i couldn't concentrate on the game anymore."
Luna was confused for a second, but then noticed Billy's pants were glistening with wetness on the inside of his thighs, she thought he was joking earlier but apparently she was wrong about him... he was soaking his jeans!
Luna giggled, "Welcome to the club!"
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Turned out Luna and Emma were equally as good at the game and Chloe and Billy equally as bad which was creating some close matches between each duos.
Luna had just beaten Emma in a really close match when they took a break and let Chloe and Billy take over. As much as she loved to look at Chloe in her wet denim shorts she took out her phone and checked any news. There was a video posted in their class group chat and apparently it must be pretty good as it had a ton of reactions, she opened it to see what it was.
On the ship, right above central park there's a death ride (you hang secured on a cable and zip from one high part to a lower part, usually done over high heights to create an adrenaline kick) She still wanted to do that but they hadn't gotten to it yet. The video was apparently from the day before and it showed the death ride but something had gone wrong and it had malfunctioned, it had gotten stuck in the middle, so now the person was hanging several stories high above central park with no way of getting off. When the camera suddenly zoomed in she could now see to her own amusement that it was actually the karen who was stuck high up there. Luna was already starting to chuckle of just this view, she turned on the volume to hear what was going on.
"PATRIIIIIICK GET ME OFF OF THIS THING!" the karen yelled so loud the sound on her phone was crackling. "I WILL SUE ALL OF YOU!!"
Luna saw how her husband (who's name must've been Patrick) was now yelling at the guy in charge of the death ride.
She fast forwarded the video a few minutes, the karens face had changed from red to purple by now.
"I WANT MY MONEY BACK!!!"
(The cruise was free though?) Luna fast forwarded a few minutes again, to her surprise the karen was still hanging there.
"PAAAAAATRICK! CALL THE COPS!!!"
(They were in the middle of the sea though?) Luna fast forwarded some more and got to the real good part.
Luna could hear Peyton in the video now,
"Oh god the karen is making it rain over central park!!" peyton shouted,
Luna realized the karen had started to piss herself and it was falling down unto central park below where people were walking by.
"YOU'RE FIRED!!!" (she pointed at the rides operator)
Luna couldn't hold it anymore and burst out in laughter.
She read the next few comments saying they had to wait for an expert on the ship with the right equipment to come and release her from the broken ride, they eventually did and she squeeled like a pig the entire time.
Luna now showed the video to Emma as well and they both burst out in laughter now at the sight of the karen hanging high up in the air. Chloe and Billy tied their match so they were gonna play one extra song as a tiebreaker. Seconds into the song Emma told Luna she needed to pee again.
"I noticed the toilets shifted to green outside the arcade now but my pants are wet anyway... so it doesn't hurt right?" Emma asked a bit sheepishly.
"It's fine, you don't have to go to the toilet if you don't feel like it." Luna reassured her, while adding, "i'm thinking of just letting go in my pants later as well actually."
In fact, Luna was looking forward to it. While she was still browsing on her phone she noticed in the corner of her eye how there was a new wet patch spreading downwards on Emma's pants with soon after a puddle forming at her feet. She soaked her pants once more and seemed to be enjoying herself and not at all bothered or embarrassed she just wet her pants again.
"Don't tell anyone ok?" Emma suddenly whispered to Luna, "I think i actually prefer peeing in my pants than on the toilet."
Emma was blushing while she admitted liking it, even in the dimly lit arcade Luna could tell.
She didn't see harm in telling her that she enjoyed it as well.
"We're not supposed to like it though, even if we do." Luna said,
Emma shrugged, "Well, on the cruise it's allowed, so does it really matter?"
Emma suddenly changed the topic, she leaned in closer and whispered again to Luna.
"Is Chloe your girlfriend?"
Luna was shocked and her face suddenly went to bright red, why did she ask that? Chloe was still playing the rythm game with Billy so she didn't hear the question.
"eeh, wha...? um no." Luna stammered. "Why do you ask?"
Emma explained, "I saw you two were holding hands in the theater earlier so i was just wondering if maybe you are more than just friends. I asked Billy but he wasn't sure."
"No no, we're just friends!" Luna whispered embarrassed,
Emma kept asking but now with a bit of a sad expression, "Oh, so you don't like Chloe like that?"
Luna whispered back "No no, i didn't say that i don't..." Luna cut off her sentence realizing she said too much.
"Oooh, so you do like her." Emma whispered back with widening eyes.
Luna had just realized she's a complete idiot, she tried to correct it but Emma wasn't having it.
Emma said with a cheesy smile on her face "I knew it!"
Luna almost begged, "Please don't tell anyone i said that, especially Chloe."
"Wait, Chloe doesn't even know? I think she likes you as well so why don't you tell her?" Emma whispered back.
Luna was speechless for a second but before she could regain her composure, Chloe and Billy were done with their game when they suddenly turned around and joined with Luna and Emma,
"Knew what?" Chloe asked,
Luna quickly chimed in, "Nothing, i have a hilarious video about that karen from karaoke earlier though!"
Succes, she had succesfully changed the subject when Chloe and Billy were crying from laughter halfway through the video. She just hoped Emma would keep her mouth shut.
Billy said they were done for the day as their parents had asked not to stay out too late so they said their goodbyes and he and Emma left towards their room.
End score: Emma had won from Luna but it was really close, Chloe won from Billy but it was even closer and went all the way to a tiebreaker.
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Luna and Chloe went and played a few other games now, when Luna was feeling her bladder get full again. She had been looking forward to it since Emma and Billy had left, she was still intending to soak her pants when suddenly Chloe spoke up about her own need.
"So... i need to pee again." Chloe said looking at Luna with a grin.
Both girls their gaze now turned and they both looked at the toilets.
They had gone completely round in the arcade and were now standing at the entrance/exit, right through the door they could see the entrance to the toilets which were still on green.
Luna hadn't changed her mind yet though, she was still intending to let go in her pants and soak them again. But the toilet was literally a few meters away from them, was it weird if she would tell Chloe she was just gonna go in her pants anyway? What was she even thinking? Of course it's weird!
Luna was overthinking it again, before she had made her decision Chloe made it for her, she probably had noticed her indicisivenes and decided to help a little bit.
"Actually there was a game all the way on the other side we still haven't tried!" Chloe said with a fake surprised expression.
Luna had no idea what game she was talking about, "Oh yea you're right, it looked so cool, lets go try it!"
"I need to pee so badly though, lets hope we don't have an accident." Chloe said with the sarcasm dripping off of it.
They both laughed and to Luna's surprise Chloe grabbed her hand and she led her through the people further into the arcade and away from the toilet. There were a lot more people in the arcade now than when they had first arrived, still neither of them felt embarrassed about the state their pants were in.
Luna could feel butterflies in her stomach as she was following Chloe, still holding her hand she had a clear view of her butt with the still wet, but faded stain on from her earlier wetting. Chloe slowed down a little bit to get through the heaps of people that were cluttered around the slushy machine, she turned her head around to say something to Luna.
"Oops" Chloe said with a mischievous smile.
It's then that Luna saw a droplet run down on the inside of Chloe's thighs, and other ones started following. She realized what that "oops" meant, Chloe started walking again guiding Luna behind her.
She was following Chloe while weaving through the people and she could see her friend's jeans shorts getting soaked again, glistening pee was running down her legs while Chloe didn't seem to care that there were this many people around. Luna was following an angel going into heaven she felt like.
Luna felt her bladder asking for relief, even though she was strolling behind Chloe she eagerly let go in her pants. It seemed her bladder had finally understood that her pants were fair game even while walking.
They got to a more open area of the arcade and Luna had a nice view of Chloe who was still very much letting go in her pants as the back of her shorts were still glistening with pee while her legs were shining from wetness.
Meanwhile Luna was enjoying her own relief, she really needed to pee and it felt so good to let go in her pants. She felt the warmth and wetness had reached beyond her knees by now, she glanced downwards and her black jeans which weren't very noticably wet a minute ago were now very much glistening with pee while the lights of the various games were reflecting off of her pants, it was super obvious she was in the middle of wetting her pants, yet she didn't flinch or hesitate as she happily continued relieving herself.
They were almost at the back of the arcade when her stream subsided and the last drops went in her pants. Chloe let go of her hand and turned around,
The sarcasm poured out of her mouth, "I think i've had an accident!"
Luna burst out in laughter, "Holy shit that was amazing! Do you know how many people saw that?!"
"No idea, but quite a few should've, but nobody seemed to care!" Chloe said in an upbeat voice.
"Honestly, we're not the only ones here with wet pants but still!" Luna added,
"Oh god i'm still shaking, is it weird if i say that i really liked that?" Chloe said sheepishly
"Not to me!" Luna chuckled while saying that, "What game did you even want to play actually?"
"No idea!" Chloe shrugged, "I just didn't feel like going to the toilet!"
They were having fun with their wet adventure through the arcade, but turned out both of them were done with it for today. Chloe pointed out there was a good movie that was gonna start soon in the movie theater, Luna agreed to check it out. There wasn't enough time to go to their room and swap clothes as the detour would be too long, neither of them had a problem with this and decided they would just go in their wet pants.
Luna felt hyper aware of her wet pants, her wet panties were clinging to her butt and the wet denim was cool to the touch. Every time she moved she could feel the wetness and got reminded of the state her pants were in, no panic however, just excitement.
They picked up free drinks in the arcade and went on their way to the theater, exiting the arcade they also got reminded how much the dim lighting was covering the wet patch on their pants. They didn't seem to care though as they made their way through the hallways passing by people left and right.
When suddenly Chloe put her arm over Luna's shoulder while walking. Surprised by this sudden closeness but definitely not unwanted, usually they wouldn't be this physically close with each other. Luna answered by putting her arm around her waist and resting her hand on her hip when Chloe whispered in her ear.
"Maybe we shouldn't be so scared of not finding a toilet in time."
Luna wholeheartedly agreed and added, "Earlier i was getting excited for not finding a toilet in time, especially when Emma just went in her pants as if it's the most normal thing to do in such a situation. Thinking about it, maybe we should take it as an example?"
"Agree, talking about Emma, do you notice that since the start of the cruise and now, a lot more people are walking around in wet pants?" Chloe said, "I guess more and more people aren't bothered about wet pants anymore."
Luna agreed, they had seen a lot more people with visibly wet pants than in the beginning of the cruise, she also didn't believe they were all accidents. This only further strengthened the idea of not bothering about toilets so much.
They arrived at the movie theater on board of the ship, somewhere halfway on the way there they had let go of each other. They were now browsing the shop for snacks for during the movie. While walking around Luna felt her damp panties and denim against her skin, reminding her of her soaked pants which were arousing her more than anything, knowing she was standing in a mini shop with people around in wet jeans, even though they're black jeans some people must notice.
Talking about soggy jeans, they felt a bit cool to the touch and her bladder had refilled a little, Luna had noticed how her bladder was starting to get accustomed to releasing in her pants by now. Even though she didn't really need to pee she easily relaxed her bladder and let out a spurt welcoming the warmth in her panties, she quickly went for another spurt even though she hadn't planned on letting out that much, but it felt so good so she ended up letting out some more. Luna could feel how her crotch was warming up and pee was starting to soak downwards, it's not like anyone cares right now and Chloe is still picking out which candy she wanted anyway.
Luna wanted to enjoy it a little more while she waited, she relaxed her bladder again and she could feel her pee go in her panties and start to spread out, just as she stopped her stream again she realized she didn't actually want to stop it. While starting to relax her bladder again she felt a shiver, she welcomed the wave of warm wetness that quickly spread through her jeans downwards. Pee started cascading down her legs and she realized there had been already more in her bladder than she thought, no point in stopping now though.
Luna stood behind Chloe happily enjoying wetting her pants when Chloe was done choosing and turned around greeted by Luna who was casually wetting herself in front of her, Chloe could see how her pants had gotten shiny from the pee running down her legs.
When suddenly from behind Luna, "See mom! I told you it's ok to pee in your pants."
"Just because she does it, doesn't make it ok still." the girls mom interjected.
"But mooom, i don't want to leave halfway through the movie to go to the toilet!"
The mom sighed while contemplating, "we"ll see."
Luna really felt for the little girl, she had always felt the same when going to the movies. Get a big soda and be bursting to pee halfway through the movie and be forced to leave to go to the toilet. But not today though, she was very much intending to drink as much as she wanted and just wet herself and her seat whenever she wanted to.
Luna didn't feel embarrassed about what she had just done, clearly people had seen it, nobody really made a fuzz about it though. She was however, surprised she had done it, and so was Chloe. After getting each their drinks and snacks they left and went on their way towards the theater itself.
"I'm low key impressed that you just did that not gonna lie." Chloe said while slurping from her big coke.
Luna blushed, "I wasn't even intending to do that much, i was just letting out some spurts because why not, and then i just felt like letting it all out."
"It was more than i expected though but i didn't feel like stopping." Luna added afterwards.
Chloe gave her a fistbump and Luna felt weirdly proud about what she had done.
They took their seats and the movie began. Both girls wet themselves multiple times during the movie without a worry, halfway through the movie however during a slower scene she could hear the little girl with her mom from earlier, they were sitting behind them.
She said, "I really need to pee, can i please just let it go in my pants? Other people are also doing it."
Luna could hear the mom sigh even if she was sitting a row behind them.
"Fine, but only because we're on this messed up cruise."
"Thanks mom."
A few seconds later Luna could hear the girl let out a sigh paired with a barely audible 'aah', knowing she had started to wet herself while the movie picked up pace again and all other noises got drowned out.
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Their parents weren't back yet, but Emma was exhausted, a lot has happened today and she had a lot of fun with her brother, Chloe and Luna. She just got out of the shower and was wearing her pajamas while Billy was sitting on their parents bed and watching TV, she went to their room and crawled into her bed, she was spent. Letting out a long yawn while she grabbed a plushie she had won in the arcade today, it was really fluffy and soft. Pulling up the sheets to her chin while she got all comfy and relaxed with her plushie in her arms.
A few seconds later a trickle of pee dampened her panties, right after she let out a stream that started to spread in her pajamas, Emma welcomed the feeling of relief. A hissing sound emanated from under her bedsheet while she was happily emptying her bladder into her pajamas and bed.
Enjoying the feeling of her pee pooling underneath her while she could feel her pajamas and bed were getting soaked.
She would just tell her parents she woke up in a wet bed, just like yesterday when she had woken up in the middle of the night and after some contemplating decided that she didn't want to get up and rather let go in her bed. So she didn't worry at all, after all she had intentionally held her pee during her shower so she could enjoy this again. Only this time she didn't wait until the middle of the night.
Her stream started to subside after a while and the last trickle went into her pajamas, but she didn't notice it though... Emma had already drifted off in a deep slumber.
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Hope you enjoyed!
I'm looking forward to starting on the next chapter because i'm pretty sure it'll be my favorite one 😊
It will follow Luna and Chloe with some big events happening 😄 |
Sorry for the long wait!
Also happy holidays to everyone who celebrates!
But here we go with chapter 13!
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Luna slowly opened her eyes, yawned, stretched and.. suddenly felt wetness... panicked for a second... and then realized the agreement with Chloe again and calmed down. She thought back on yesterday evening...
Yesterday evening when they had gotten back from the movie in soaked pants Luna and Chloe agreed that it's ok to wet the bed if either of them wanted to. Chloe had proposed this new agreement and Luna was over the moon with it, partly because that meant she didn't have to get up multiple times to go to the toilet anymore, but mostly it just meant she could let it flow in her pajamas and bed whenever she wanted to without judgement. And that's exactly what she had done in the middle of the night.
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Now that Luna had calmed down and was still laying in her soggy bed she felt that she was bursting to pee. Without overthinking it she relaxed her bladder and let her morning pee out in her bed. She got greeted by the warmth in her crotch that quickly spread down and engulfed her, laying cozy and comfy underneath her bed sheets she enjoyed the wetness that was spreading underneath her. She shoved her hand in her panties to feel the stream going through her fingers, she was feeling blissful. She was gonna miss this when the cruise would eventually end.
Only when she let out the last few drops she realized Chloe was already awake, Luna got flustered knowing she probably heard the sound of her peeing on her side of the bed. she wasn't sure if Chloe had gone to the toilet or not during the night, embarrassed she said good morning.
"Good morning." Chloe answered while still groggy from sleeping, "Holy shit i actually slept so much better than last few nights, turns out not having to get up multiple times in the night for the toilet really helps getting a good nights rest." She said while stretching and yawning.
Just as Chloe was done stretching Luna could hear the unmistakable hissing sound coming from Chloe's side, she grinned and her embarrassment had faded knowing she wasn't the only one who had been wetting her bed.
Luna said with a grin, "Same, i slept really good."
Luna was very glad her friend was indulging in their new agreement, she felt nice and comfy in her wet bed and decided to turn on the tv and to their surprise there was an announcement from Dr. Neuhauss.
According to the video the ship will be docking at a port tomorrow to refuel and restock on food and other materials. Everyone can leave the ship and visit the local town if they desired. He specifically added in his weird energetic way of saying that this time however, "accidents aren't really allowed as this is obviously in public!"
"Accidents still can happen of course! ehehe, we understand that, but please make sure you don't damage anyone's properties this way!" Dr. Neuhauss explained.
He continued, "I'm also saying that because if i check some of the test results we can see a positive evolution! ehehe"
He then explained some of the results and apparently not to their surprise he said people weren't having as much problems with the drug anymore (Luna assumed he meant that people simply cared less and less about accidents)
"Especially with the younger people we notice there is almost no problems with side effects anymore, keep it up! ehehe" He said while giving a thumbs up, "For the people that are already a bit older it seems to vary quite a bit, but if alcohol comes in the equation it seems the tolerance to the side effects is lessened as well, not sure what we can do with that information but good to know i guess. ehehe" (Luna remembered the drunk woman openly wetting herself in the elevator, so that probably checks out Luna thought.)
"Oh and before i forget!! It has come to my attention that some of you more cheeky passengers have figured out some of the rotations for these toilets! Well it would be a shame if someone was to... mix it up a little bit! ehehe, good luck guessing the new rotations! This adventure is so much fun isn't it?!" Dr. Neuhauss finally ended with maximum enthousiasme as if he had just announced a new theme park or something.
A few days ago Luna and Chloe would've panicked hearing this, but now with everything that had already happened they didn't know if they should be happy about it as this might give them more excuses to wet their pants.
After the video ended they got up, showered and started their day.
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Luna and Chloe were accompanied by Liv, Selena and Vicky. They were shopping in some of the clothing stores on the ship, choosing out new outfits for the evening.
Every day there's a little show accompanied with a band playing on one of the decks next to the pools, there are plenty of bars and apparently the ship's crew brings out lounge chairs as well. Their group of classmates had all agreed to go in the evening so Luna and Chloe agreed to join as well.
Luna usually wasn't a big fan of shopping and she usually dressed quite plain, a jeans with a tshirt and a black sweater or hoodie was all she needed usually, she also wasn't big on the make up game.
But Chloe had promised she was gonna give her a small make over, and Luna just couldn't say no when Chloe was also giving her compliments about her looks but (according to Chloe's opinion) she wasn't playing it to her strengths.
Chloe was picking out the clothes for Luna to try on while the other girls were also darting in and out of the fitting rooms. Chloe also picked out a bunch of stuff for herself when they went to the fitting rooms. There weren't that many rooms they noticed, probably because they needed to save space on the ship and sadly (or to Luna's luck) They were all occupied except one.
"In here!" Chloe said while dragging Luna in the only fitting room left.
Chloe started undressing immediately while Luna realized she actually got lucky for getting in this situation, they both undressed and changed into the new clothes to try on, Luna got a bit of fluttering feelings seeing Chloe half naked and standing this close to her. Trying not to stare she got dressed and they checked out their new outfits in the mirror.
Definitely more colorful than what she would usually wear but she did like it, Luna was wearing a red stylish designer jumpsuit with long legs that was showing quite some cleavage, although not slutty. A bit bold for her as she was usually quite timid, but she decided she was gonna give it a try.
While checking herself out in the mirror the thought crossed her mind how it would look like if she would wet them... Of course not here and not right now... but you never know what might happen in the evening... it would be incredibly visible however but Luna felt like that wasn't a deal breaker anymore, when they had entered the cruise ship she would've never even thought of doing something crazy as peeing in her clothes on purpose, let alone in public.
Chloe went a little bit more basic, but she had on a tight jeans with a white blouse that really suited her, it was really cute Luna thought.
They tried other stuff out but they eventually went with their first choice. Just in time they left the store as Luna felt her need to pee was getting pretty high by now, luckily the toilets were on green this time in central park.
Later they all ate lunch together happily chatting and gossipping about everything happening on the cruise as well as the announcement in the morning. The others also agreed that people started to care less about accidents which further explained Dr. Neuhauss his data.
Liv said in between bites from her sandwich, "I was mortified back on the train when i wet myself, i'm starting to realize it's not as big of a deal as i had initially thought."
"Girl, there's nothing to feel bad about, we all wet ourselves!" Vicky said with a mouthful of food.
"You didn't see Peyton wet herself yesterday though, i kind of felt bad for her." Luna said while taking a sip from her drink.
Chloe shrugged and said, "She should've just accept it and wet herself, literally no one would've batted an eye if she just... did it, if you know what i mean."
"Honestly about yesterday, please don't laugh! But we didn't try all that hard to find a green toilet, instead of running across the ship trying to find a toilet we just gave up and wet our pants because it was way more convenient." Selena admitted sheepishly.
Luna had always felt like her interest in wetting was weird, like a different planet of weird. But now she was casually talking about it with friends and she was loving it, even her friends weren't weirded out by it. Even though they seemed to be doing it more out of convenience then anything else.
But all this talk had made her want to wet her new jumpsuit even more, she was already starting to look forward to wearing her stylish new clothing in the evening and just letting go in them when she would find a good enough excuse... she was even contemplating to just do it even if she wouldn't find a proper excuse. Just thinking about it was already sending shivers over her spine.
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After lunch their group split up and Luna got dragged along by Chloe to go get a new haircut, then a manicure and after that they finally got their make up done by a professional.
Something that Luna normally wouldn't enjoy somehow became fun, just because she was doing it with Chloe. On top of that her heart had skipped a beat every time Chloe had given her a compliment on how she looked.
While Luna was sitting in the salon waiting for her hair to be done, she was staring at Chloe who was in the middle of getting hers done. Luna was reflecting on yesterday and what Emma had told her, she had so casually mentioned that she thought Chloe had feelings for her as well.
Emma had said some bold stuff the last few days, but arguably all of it was true... she couldn't disagree with the weird takes either. What are the odds she could be right about Chloe, even though Emma barely knew her.
Luna was pondering over this while still staring at Chloe, Luna had decided before she would try to forget about her feelings for Chloe but so far that hadn't really worked out at all.
Luna couldn't figure out if she was imagining the signals, or they were just mixed signals.
argh, she couldn't figure it out, but she wasn't really getting any further as she was changing her mind over and over again.
Luna caught herself overthinking again, maybe Emma was right and she should just tell Chloe how she felt about her even if she was most likely gonna be rejected, correction, of course she'll be rejected, there's no shot Chloe has feelings for her... but then there was the hand holding... argh, she was overthinking again...
"Earth to moon aka Luna, it's your turn!" Chloe waved, "Stop dreaming!"
Luna woke up from her daydreaming, got up and swapped seats with Chloe.
After the haircut they went on for the manicure to get their nails done and other treatments to finally end up getting their make up done. During all this they have had acces to a toilet every time, funnily enough Luna started to feel a little bit let down by the new toilet rotations, now that she was getting more confident she started to look for excuses to wet herself but the toilets kept ending up green for now.
Once they were done with everything they started to walk around the ship looking what they were gonna get for dinner, they finally stumbled on a pizzeria and to their surprise it was also free, usually everything that wasn't buffet you had to pay extra, they gladly sat down and ordered their pizza.
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Luna got dressed for the evening and was looking at herself in their bathroom mirror, she looked stunning, she was perplexed what a new haircut, make up and the clothes that Chloe had chosen for her could do. Not that she ever was unhappy with how she looked, but usually she didn't really care all that much. Right now she didn't look like the timid girl that always stood at the sidelines.
Luna walked out of their bathroom and Chloe her eyes widened, "Girl, you look hot!"
Luna could feel herself starting to blush.
Chloe added, "Please leave some guys for me will ya!"
Why did she have to say that... she wasn't interested in anyone other than Chloe right now but it really seemed that feeling wasn't mutual... she decided to try and ignore her own feelings as much as possible and try to have a good time at the party.
They eventually left to go to the party at the top deck where the rest of their friends and classmates were.
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It was getting dark outside but it was hard to tell as the whole top deck was full of light and ambience. A good chunk of the deck was also equipped with fire pits with surrounding lounge/bean bags, some single seats but also what seemed like lounge bags big enough where you could sit with two. There were stalls serving food and drinks with music everywhere, people were dancing all around the pools and it really looked like a good time. They mingled in the crowd and found their friends who were dancing, Luna and Chloe got compliments left and right how good they looked, Luna was feeling confident which is a bit rare for her, normally in these situations she's more of an onlooker from the sidelines but now she decided to join, dance and have a good time.
Not completely to her surprise she saw Chloe walk off towards the grill and go order some more food, even if they had eaten pizza not so long ago.
After a while they all took a break and went for another round of drinks, while standing at the side of the pool. Suddenly a group of guys their age joins in and started socializing, Luna not being the most social of the bunch was gonna take her usual spot at the sideline and just listen to the conversations. When she realized that option didn't seem possible, the most handsome of the bunch tried to start a conversation with her, she wasn't sure why and she wasn't all too interested in fact. Luna's attention however went out to the other side of the group, where Chloe had started a conversation with one of the other guys, for the first time Luna felt a sting of jealousy, she tried to ignore it however. Of course her friend would flirt with the guy, what was she even thinking. The DJ screamed something in his mic and a new song started up hyping up the crowd.
Luna tried to forget it and excused herself as she needed the toilet. The idea of wetting herself definitely lingered in her mind but there was no excuse right now as the evening was still young and all toilets were open.
Almost reluctantly she got out of her jumpsuit and dropped herself on the toilet, she loved her new outfit but it was so annoying to get it off every time she needed to pee.
When she was done and exited her cubicle to wash her hands she got greeted by Peyton and Liv who were doing the same.
Peyton suddenly said, "Hey Luna, that hot guy is trying to flirt with you and you're just gonna ignore him? If you're not gonna go for him i will!"
"Huh, what?" Luna answered confused, "I don't know, he just started talking to me."
Peyton and Liv looked at each other baffled while Liv said, "She doesn't even realize."
Peyton walked over to Luna, pushed her head so it rotated and faced towards the mirror so Luna had to look at herself now.
"You're really gonna make me say it aren't you?" Peyton said jokingly, "You're the hottest one in the group cupcake, of course he tried to flirt with you, look at yourself!"
Liv added, "Chloe really did a great job today not gonna lie, i guess she really wanted you to score tonight!"
Luna was sheepishly looking at herself in the mirror, letting it sink in what they were saying, so she was the most attractive in their group? Really? While they left the toilets to regroup with the others she was overthinking what Liv had said though, Chloe had done a great job on the mini make over indeed, but Luna hadn't given it much thought that Chloe might have done that to get her to score some date. All she was thinking about was Chloe so she hadn't realized that option.
A new song started and the crowd got hyped once more, the music was loud. Everyone was dancing again and Luna spotted Chloe who was dancing with the guy from before, she was smiling and looked happy while she was dancing way too close to him Luna thought. She realized that the guy Chloe was dancing with was probably her type and that she might be into him.
First jealousy, then sadness, and then she felt anger, because she felt like an idiot for thinking that there might have been a chance that Chloe had feelings for her.
Luna got another drink and the guy from earlier returned, she apologized for earlier and she finally started talking to him. Apparently his name was Jake and he seemed charming after all, they started dancing and while the guy was doing everything right Luna had a hard time to really care about him. She tried though, he seemed like a good guy. It was now obvious to her he was flirting with her but she didn't mind.
Jake seemed to be interested in her though as they started talking, they talked about their hobbies (Luna felt herself being much less interesting than Jake) and favorite music as well as agreeing that the DJ was a bit full of himself when he shouted in his mic one more time, although they agreed on that the music was good.
Luna saw Liv doing a gesture towards her, she probably meant "good job with the hot guy". she felt herself blush a little bit, this was more attention than she was used to.
When Luna realized she hadn't seen Chloe in a while, she glanced around for her on the dance floor until she realized Chloe wasn't dancing anymore.
Chloe was sitting all alone at one of the bars on a stool, she looked sad, almost gloomy even. Luna could swear Chloe was looking at her just a split second ago before her eyes had found her.
When Jake excused himself to go and take a leak Luna walked towards Chloe, she wondered what was wrong.
By the time Luna had come close to her, Chloe her smile was back on her face.
"Hey what's up?" Chloe said with an upbeat voice, "Told you you would score tonight!"
"Yea he's nice i guess, but how are you doing?" Luna asked, it wasn't that same Chloe smile she was used to and for sure something was bothering her.
Chloe replied in an upbeat voice, "I'm good! Just taking a break and err... i wasn't really feeling that guy, but don't worry about me and get back to your date!"
Not entirely sure what was going on with Chloe at this point but Luna realized that she didn't actually want to spend the evening with Jake, even though there was nothing wrong with him, she knew very well who she wanted to spend her evening with.
A short silence fell and after a couple of seconds Luna finally said, "Actually i think i just want to spend the evening with you."
She quickly added, "If that's ok of course?"
Chloe's eyes widened a bit, she quickly agreed and they ordered new drinks for themselves and after a bit of chatting Chloe asked if she wanted to dance a bit, Luna said yes but also apologized to Jake when he returned and said she would dance a bit with her friend.
"Are you sure about letting that Jake guy go like that?" Chloe asked
"Oh yea, i've made my decision." Luna answered immediately,
Chloe frowned a bit, "Was something wrong with him?"
Luna thought for a bit and shrugged, "hmm, no not really, he was really charming."
She was playing a dangerous game here Luna felt, she admitted to let go of a charming guy that was nothing wrong with, to dance with her friend. But she also noticed how Chloe was having fun again as she could tell her actual smile had gotten back.
After a couple songs Luna noticed the rest of the gang had found a place in the lounge chairs that had come free, they had enough seats for everyone and it had a fire pit in the middle, they had gotten lucky as there weren't many of these bigger spots with seats and fire pit in the middle. They kept dancing for a while longer until they noticed their group was signing to them to come over so they stopped and walked over to them.
Just in time she realized as the group were ordering drinks and even though she was feeling quite buzzed by now she ordered another drink. To her joy Luna noticed how there was only one seat left, a duo seat. She tried brushing it off like it was nothing but she was happy for this coincidence.
Luna plunged down in the seat and signed Chloe to join, which she did.
This didn't actually mean anything of course, as it's not too weird that she would dance with her friend and sit together like this, but nonetheless Luna felt like she was enjoying this evening a lot more already.
Sitting next to Chloe in the soft and comfy lounge chair, it looked a bit like an oversized beanbag, but the way it was designed made it that it was slightly pressing them together and she was hyper aware of how close Chloe was sitting to her. Luna could feel her thigh brushing against Chloe's whenever one of them moved.
They all got their drinks and they were happily chatting while sitting around the fire pit, some of the guys had joined and Luna noticed Jake now sitting with Peyton. Luna didn't mind, she had given away the opportunity after all, a bit later she noticed her phone vibrate and checked her messages and to her surprise it was Peyton sending an apology. She grinned a bit before sending back that it was all fine.
They were all in good spirits and it seemed like the evening/night would continue on like this in good spirits. But oh was Luna wrong about this...
Luna glanced at Chloe and she got surprised by her look, she was staring off in the distance somewhere further on the deck, her face was pale as if she had seen a ghost.
"Hey what's wrong?" Luna asked spooked,
"That over there... is Caitlyn... with that group of people next to the pool." Chloe said with a shaking voice, "They saw me i think and they're coming over here."
Luna was confused for a second until it came back to her, the night Chloe had explained her past and the bullying that had happened on her old school. Chloe had told her story and this Caitlyn girl had been the main instigator and reason for her bullying, Chloe hadn't gone into detail but Luna knew enough that she was Chloe's worst enemy. Just as she recalled the story she could see Chloe her shoulders drop and sink inside their chair. She looked frightened, frail and scared. Nothing like the Chloe she usually knew, but this did remind her of the time they had met and she remembered Chloe being a lot more timid back then but she quickly developed her more bold and open personality when becoming friends with Luna.
Right now Luna felt like she needed and wanted to protect Chloe, she looked absolutely terrified as Caitlyn approached them with some of the other people behind her, Luna assumed they were Caitlyn's friends.
"Look who we have here!! It's my number one favorite person Chloe!" Caitlyn squeeled, "We missed you so much!"
Luna didn't even need to hear whatever was gonna come next, she could almost feel the viciousness emanating from her.
Luna sneered back, "Leave her alone! The ship is big enough so go somewhere else!"
The others from her group had all gone silent now, they all realized something was going on, not sure who this Caitlyn girl was but everyone could feel the sudden tension spike.
"Relax, i'm just catching up with my dearest friend here!" Caitlyn feigned, "And who might you be?"
Before anyone could reply Caitlyn continued, "Hold up! You are her girlfriend? I can't believe she finally scored! It's so cute you're trying to defend her as well!"
Luna was confused now but she could also feel Chloe trembling at this point.
Chloe shouted, "Shut up and leave! Please..." She almost mumbled the last words,
Caitlyn her gaze went over them, gauging the situation, seeing Chloe's reaction and Luna's confused expression she came to her conclusion and continued.
"Oh wait i'm wrong, she's way out of Chloe's league i just realized!" Caitlyn said while her friends behind her were laughing. "What did she tell you about me? Seems like you know some but not the whole story don't you?"
Luna sneered back, "Enough to know you're no good!"
Someone behind Caitlyn shouted while laughing, "Cait, they don't know!"
"Shut up!" Chloe yelled with her voice cracking,
Luna could see fear on her face now, everything was going so fast she didn't know exactly was going on but she could tell Chloe was on the verge of breaking down.
"She's a fucking dyke(offensive slang for lesbian), i'm guessing you didn't know that yet! Oh Chloe remember what we did to your bike? (the people behind her laughed again) Or the time in the dressing room?" (again laughter from behind her)
Chloe suddenly jumped up and ran away, Luna was too shocked to do something while some of the guys had stood up deciding they had seen and heard enough, realizing whoever this group was that they didn't have any good intentions.
"Oops! I guess i just dragged her out of the closet? Again?!" Caitlyn laughed almost hysterically,
They decided it was time for them to leave though as they turned around and left while the entire group was laughing hysterically over their 'joke'. They started walking back to their original spot.
Luna stood up, she wanted to follow Chloe, comfort her, tell her everything will be ok, but first she had to do something else.
"Um, Luna? Where are you going?" The others asked confused and worried when she walked in the other direction Chloe went.
Introverted and timid Luna had reached her limit, she had seen the utter fear on Chloe's face. That night flashed in front of her eyes how Chloe had bawled her eyes out while telling her story about her past school, now the puzzle pieces were falling together and she realized she didn't know the full story. All of that didn't matter though, she felt pure anger and resentment rise up inside her and she could only see a target on the back of Caitlyn as she was walking towards her.
She was the one who had hurt Chloe and she was gonna pay for it.
Luna caught up to them right when they got back to the side of the pool, without any warning she grabbed Caitlyn with her hair and blouse and with all her might and weight she swung her into the pool, with the power of surprise on her side Caitlyn had never seen it coming and while screaming she flew head first into the pool, in her tumble she had dropped her phone and purse. Luna kicked the purse after her with it's contents spraying out around in the pool.
Just as Caitlyn her head came up out of the water Luna kicked her phone after her, it bounced off of the water surface and hit her right into her face.
Before people had fully realized what happened Luna had already bolted away, looking where Chloe went.
Peyton, Liv, Vicky, Selena and the rest of their group stood with their mouth's agape, Luna wouldn't normally hurt a fly but she had just went berserk and catapulted the witch, whoever she was, into the pool. They didn't know the full story but they caught the gist of it.
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Luna had walked around the deck and in some of the hallways until she finally found Chloe sitting in a chair in a zone that was normally for daily activities but was now closed and empty during the remainder of the evening/night.
Chloe's shoulders were dropped, with her head down and resting it on her arm. Luna walked up to her, her heart broke when she heard her snicker and saw the tears rolling down her face.
Luna crouched down in front of Chloe, trying to comfort Chloe but she faced away from Luna, hiding her face partially.
"I checked if the witch could swim, hope you don't mind." Luna said in a low voice but with a bit of a grin on her face.
Chloe said with a low but confused voice, "You did what?"
"I tossed Caitlyn in the pool and kicked her phone and purse after her." Luna said with a massive grin on her face.
Chloe now faced Luna, her make up had slightly ran out. Her mouth agape, "You didn't."
"Oh i absolutely did!" Luna said with a big smile on her face.
"Why?!"
"Apparently i don't know the full story of what happened, but i do know she deserved it!" Luna said, "I don't know what Caitlyn said is true, but if it is, you don't have to worry about it ok."
Chloe sighed, and started to fill in the story she had partially told before, "Years ago i told this girl on my school i had feelings for her, i trusted her. She responded with 'I need to think about it'." Chloe had dropped her head and continued her story, "At the end of the school day i went home with a pretty good feeling, if she said she had to think about it that meant she must have feelings as well right? Otherwise she would've just said no or something. But oh was i wrong."
Luna took out a wipe and started to clean some of the make up that had ran out from her crying.
"When i got to school next day i learned that everyone in my class knew about... me liking girls." Luna could see how uncomfortable Chloe was as she was forcing out the words. "And then the bullying started, i lost the few friends i had and up to this day i don't understand what i saw in that girl... she turned into the Caitlyn you met earlier."
"Oh shit!" Luna felt awful in Chloe's stead. "I don't get something though, you always talked with the others about guys as if it was the most normal thing? Like i remember even a few days ago in the pool, and earlier you flirted with that guy..."
"I tried to hide it as much as possible by pretending i was straight, because i was afraid for something similar to happen like on my previous school and..." Chloe cleared her throat, "and lose you."
"You won't lose me silly!" Luna comforted her, reassuring her everything is fine between them.
"So... we're still friends? And i don't have to sleep on the couch?" Chloe asked,
"Why would you need to sleep on the couch??" Luna answered while laughing,
Chloe was starting to get her smile back now, "I just thought... never mind, the years of bullying really messed me up, i thought everyone including you would resent me like Caitlyn did, i just felt like a weirdo."
Luna reassured her, "There's nothing wrong with you, and i don't think you have to worry about the rest of the class either!"
Luna had pulled out her phone a while earlier, it had been buzzing frequently, she checked the group chat and as she had hoped her fellow classmates had put comforting messages towards Chloe saying it's all ok. Chloe her eyes widened as she was reading the chat, a load fell off her shoulders seeing what everyone said.
"You don't have to pretend anymore, just be yourself from now on. Also you can tell me everything and i promise i'll still be here, ok?" Luna said reassuringly. She wanted to continue and say the rest of what was on her mind, tell her how she felt about her but she couldn't get the words out. Before she could open her mouth again,
"Even... even if i told you that..." Chloe stammered through her sentence, "that i've had a crush on you since like... a week after we met?"
Luna couldn't believe her ears anymore, Chloe was sitting in front of her with her gaze to the ground, her face was bright red. Luna's head was spinning.
"I... I'm so sorry, i don't know why i said that, forget i said that please! I wasn't thinking." Chloe stammered, "I'm such an idiot, i understand if you want me to sleep on the couch or change rooms."
Luna tried to find words, "Stop saying that about the couch thing already!"
"So we're still friends? Right?" Chloe looked up at Luna with tears in the corner of her eyes,
Luna thought for a second, gathered her thoughts as much as possible and answered, "Actually no."
Chloe's eyes widened and her mouth went open and closed again, as Luna realized her mistake when she could see Chloe's living soul escape from her body.
"I didn't mean it like that!" Luna quickly intervened, "I meant that... since a few days ago i... What i'm trying to say..." She took a deep breath, "I want to be more than just friends!"
There... she said it, she finally said what was on her mind all this time, she let out a deep breath and looked at Chloe's face... but she didn't react...
"Hello? Chloe you ok?" Luna said as she waved her hand in front of her face. No reaction, The rollercoaster of emotions was too much for her to handle and she seemingly went into shock.
"Oh here you guys are, finally. For a second i thought you might have gone to your room. Anyway, the show is starting soon and people are asking for your spots all the time." Liv walked up to them, "Chloe are you ok? Don't worry about that bitch, security escorted her away after we told them what had happened."
Chloe came back to life it seemed, she answered with a small voice "Yea i'm fine, i think. Isn't it better if i just go to my room and call it a day?"
"Come on don't let that bitch ruin your night!" Liv said as she gestured they start moving.
"Come on, it's fine." Luna said as she grabbed Chloe's hand and gently made her follow.
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The three of them got back to their spot and their group cheered that Chloe was back. Luna could see a smile on Chloe's face while also getting flustered from all the attention.
Luna was happy their duo lounge chair was kept free for them, or had their group done that on purpose? She wasn't sure but she didn't care either.
Luna plunged down on the chair and signed Chloe to follow. When she sat down as well Luna grabbed a fresh drink that their group had ordered for them and maybe it was due to the alcohol in her system, or was it the adrenaline still from earlier? She wasn't sure but she didn't care what their group would think of her next action.
Luna lifted her one arm up and draped it over Chloe's shoulders, inviting her in an embrace, Chloe immediately leaned in and accepted Luna's embrace. Luna wasn't really thinking at all, so much had happened in so little time but suddenly she had Chloe in one arm and a delicious drink in the other hand. She didn't really care what the others would think of this while she could feel Chloe getting comfortable and lean in even more and rest her head on Luna's shoulder. With Chloe now so close Luna could even smell her shampoo, she was relishing every moment of this.
To Luna's surprise and pleasure their group including the guys just kept chatting along about how the bitch had gone head first into the pool without commenting at all about her and Chloe's embrace. Employees were handing out blankets to keep everyone warm while the night air was starting to cool off, Liv spread a blanket over Luna and Chloe which they thanked her for.
The show started and while it wasn't anything special, there was a band playing live in the middle of the area, but together with the mood, drinks and fire pits it was a pleasurable experience all together. Luna could feel how Chloe draped her hand over her lap now that the blanket was hiding this from the rest. Luna set down her glass for a bit and put her hand under the blanket and both their hands met, they intertwined their fingers while Chloe lifted her face up a little so she could look at Luna.
Both girls looked each other in the eyes while Luna could see a sparkle in Chloe's eyes, they leaned in and their lips connected. The sound and everything else around them faded out, the only thing Luna felt was the heat of Chloe's body and her soft lips pressed against hers. The butterflies in Luna's stomach started doing a victory dance, she didn't care their entire group could, and probably was seeing this, she was completely immersed in the moment as they kissed for what seemed an eternity even though it was only a simple kiss for not longer than a few seconds tops.
They looked at each other mesmerized, Chloe started blushing and quickly buried her face in Luna's shoulder and neck area. Luna came back to reality and realized she had just kissed Chloe for the first time, but also everyone must have seen that as it had gotten quiet she now noticed.
"I gotta admit, that guy is pretty good with his guitar."
"Yea, the show isn't crazy or anything, but just perfect for what it needs to be."
"Lets be real here, the real show was Luna throwing that bitch in the pool, no show in the world can top that!" Everyone in the group laughed at Peyton's joke.
Luna realized their whole group pretended to not have seen anything just now, it was obvious though as they had gone quiet until just now. Luna couldn't stop smiling and grinning the entire time, she noticed the same was true for Chloe as she popped her face out of hiding realizing the coast was clear.
Luna did have a problem though... She hadn't been to the toilet in a while and she was bursting to pee, but with everything happening she hadn't even thought about it, but the drinks were definitely catching up to her. Only now she noticed how Chloe was fidgeting under her blanket, it must mean she also was desperate.
Immediately her thoughts came back from earlier today, how she wanted to wet her new red jumpsuit. A real excuse wasn't there, but she really didn't feel like getting up now that she was so comfy with Chloe in her arms. Luna gave a squeeze in Chloe's hand which made her move her head up so Luna could whisper in her ear.
Luna whispered, "If you need to pee and in case you don't want to leave, i'm ok with it if you do it here."
Chloe's eyes widened, "Yea i really didn't want to get up now, but are you sure?" she whispered back, she shyly added, "Your pants might get wet as well."
Luna wanted to answer, then changed her mind, she realized she didn't need to hold back anymore while talking to Chloe, she could be more open from now on.
With her heart beating like crazy Luna whispered, "I'm counting on it."
Chloe laid her head back down on Luna's shoulder and after about a minute of waiting, what felt like an eternity Luna felt a small squeeze in her hand. She guessed this meant Chloe was peeing.
A few seconds later Luna felt something on her butt, she felt wetness. Right after that a familiar warmth slowly spreading under her, only this familiar warmth wasn't coming from herself this time. Luna's mind almost went blank as she realized Chloe's pee was pouring through her jeans, spreading on the lounge bag and was wetting luna's pants. She didn't flinch however, as she happily enjoyed the feeling of her pants getting soaked in Chloe's pee. Luna had already been feeling flustered with everything happening with Chloe, sitting so close and kissing her. But now it cranked up to an eleven as she could feel her face getting bright red.
"I can feel and hear your heart beating like crazy." Chloe whispered while a grin was plastered on her face.
"Who's fault is that you think?" Luna whispered back with an even bigger grin.
With the blanket on them they couldn't see the damage but Luna was pretty sure the entire back of her jumpsuit had a big wet patch now, Chloe's jeans must have an even bigger wet patch than hers. Luna her bladder got hit by a wave of desperation as she got reminded of her own need.
Luna whispered, "You don't mind if i also..."
Chloe cut Luna off and whispered, "Of course not, just let it go."
Luna didn't need more than that. She realized she had been holding it longer than in the last few days and she gladly relaxed her bladder. Without a second thought or flinch she let out her full stream into her panties, almost immediately she felt her pee soak through her panties and into her jumpsuit. Her crotch started to heat up as her clothes were soaking up the pee as much as possible, but quickly it started to spread downwards and add to Chloe's wetness from before. It pooled around her butt this time and she relished the feeling. Luna was fully peeing her brand new designer clothes in the middle of the deck surrounded by what must be hundreds of people. Only obscured by a single blanket and she was loving it.
Luna felt a squeeze in her hand and Chloe tilted her head up.
Chloe whispered with a grin, "hehe, It feels nice and warm."
Luna couldn't believe all of this was really happening, she could probably wake up at any given time and realize this entire cruise was a dream, just a figment of her imagination.
But no, it was really happening as she was staring in Chloe's beautiful eyes. They leaned in again for another kiss, it was a weird sensation Luna felt like, she was still peeing her pants while kissing her. When their kiss ended Luna her stream subsided as her bladder was finally emptied.
Luna slowly came back to her senses and noticed the band was still playing but was now walking in between the people as well, playing their instruments in between the people. Meanwhile she could still feel her pee slowly soaking in the fabric of the lounge bag.
On the bridges connecting the smaller pools together they could see there were acrobats performing tricks with fire, like fire breathing and juggling burning torches, it was pretty epic, but not as epic as peeing her pants while kissing her... girlfriend? She wasn't sure what they were right now, they'll figure that out later.
Luna let go of Chloe to duck and grab her drink of the ground as she had gotten thirsty again. When she sit back up it was Chloe that put her arm around Luna this time, Luna happily obliged and sunk deeper into the lounge bag and leaned in on Chloe, resting her head on her shoulder and in her neck. They were effectively mirroring their previous way of sitting
"You know what, this might be the best day of my life." Luna happily said while she snuggled closer to Chloe.
Chloe responded half jokingly, "Same here! However i do feel like my alarm clock can wake me up at any moment now and realize i have to go to school and all of this was a dream."
"Same!"
They both laughed at the fact they shared the same thought.
"You know what's kind of funny?" Luna asked rethorically, "If Caitlyn hadn't showed up with her bitching, this wouldn't have happened."
Chloe thought about this for a second, "True, i would've probably just kept my act up and be sitting here being jealous every time a guy tried to flirt with you, which i brought up on my self by the way because i wanted to make you happy, so i tried my hardest with that make over so you could get a date or something, not that you even needed it because you already look hot. I don't know what i was thinking honestly."
"haha yea what were you thinking? All this time all i wanted was you, and you kept blabbering about getting guys." Luna was smiling like an idiot,
"I didn't even think that you liking me was even a possible option, i was already happy with just having you as a friend, even though i wanted more." Chloe admitted sheepishly.
"Well surprise, i like you a lot actually, i'm an idiot for only realizing it when we were already on the cruise though."
After some time went by and the Band started a new song Chloe had come up with a new question.
"Did you actually have a plan when you said to just wet my pants?" Chloe whispered, "I don't know how much longer this show is gonna last and as far as i know i think all the toilets are open, so what's the excuse here?"
Luna answered, "I'm drunk and i didn't think, honestly i have no idea how we're gonna get away with this!"
They both giggled as they realized they were totally screwed...
That didn't stop them from having a good time though.
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Oh wow this suddenly got long 😅
Edited December 29, 2022 by OmoNeon
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Chapter 14 everyone! This continues the party where it left off.
(Next chapter will be the visit to the town when the ship boards.)
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"You two look adorable together." Selena said to Luna and Chloe while passing them their fresh drinks.
Luna and Chloe were blushing heavily while accepting their soda's, Luna had felt herself getting drunk so she switched to soda.
They were still relaxing in the lounge bag together and Luna was happily laying in Chloe's embrace while sipping her drink. On the other side of their group was Peyton sitting on Jake's lap while making out with him, not that Luna minded Peyton running off with Jake. She had Chloe now after all and on top of that she secretly felt like it was a compliment for her that Jake had tried flirting with her first.
The show had ended by now but the band was still playing in the middle of the deck while some people had started dancing again.
Selena passed out the rest of the drinks and sat back down on her spot.
"Where's Liv? She left a while saying she wanted to do 'something' but i haven't seen her back yet?" Selena said,
Nobody knew were she had went until Peyton spotted her.
"Found her, she's... wait what?" Peyton said surprised,
Everyone followed her gaze and they now spotted Liv in the crowd on the dance floor, that in itself wasn't special but it's who she was with. Liv was slow dancing together with their... teacher?!
"She didn't want to do 'something', i'm pretty sure she wants to do 'someone'!" Peyton laughed,
Liv had never really openly acknowledged this but their whole class kind of knew she was into their teacher who was still relatively young, somewhere in his twenties. To the rest of the class amusement she would often try to help their teacher during class while denying afterwards she had no ulterior motives. They knew better though.
"Let her do, we're not on school and it's only a few months until the end of the year." Selene said shrugging, "let them enjoy things!"
"Just don't mention it to anyone on your school, you know, so your teacher doesn't get in trouble." Jake added,
They quickly agreed to not spread the word what they had just seen, the group eased into a new topic to talk about now.
"It would be pretty crazy if they would like... hook up no?" Selena said,
Vicky chuckled and answered with another question, "Still, would it be as crazy as Luna chucking that girl into the pool? Also don't forget that afterwards 'that' happened" she pointed in the direction of Luna and Chloe.
"Talking about that bitch, who was that actually?" Peyton asked,
Luna shifted a bit to see how Chloe would react to that question, and after a few seconds Chloe started talking.
"Her names Caitlyn, and she made my life a living hell for years at my previous school."
Chloe explained the situation completely, even though she didn't go in as much detail as a few days ago. She still added how she had told the story before to Luna but that she had left out the part where she was outed to the whole school that time. How she was terrified of her secret coming out to everyone and thinking that when Caitlyn had spilled her secret earlier she would be all alone once more, and perhaps even bullied. Her voice had cracked a few times throughout the story but Luna was glad to see she managed to keep her eyes dry.
"If i had known that i would've helped you toss her over the railing of the ship to be fair!" Jake intertwined while everyone started laughing,
Selena said, "We were so confused and then shocked when Luna suddenly walked up to her and just tossed her into the pool like that."
"Actually i kind of wish i had seen it happen now, seeing her tumble into the pool sounds like a great show." Chloe said smiling, "Also, thanks for doing that." Chloe almost whispered the words in Luna's ears.
Peyton suddenly got up and walked over to them, "Well actually! What if i told you i filmed it, when i saw her face when she got up i felt like i had to take out my phone and film whatever was gonna happen."
She took her phone out of her pocket and continued, "But honestly Luna, now i see 'this'," Peyton circled her finger in the air towards Luna and Chloe, she was referring to the obvious change between them. "everything makes so much more sense how you went after that bitch."
The video started and Luna was a bit surprised of herself actually, she did look like she was out for blood even seeing it on the small screen of the smartphone. And then she saw how she threw Caitlyn into the pool while kicking her stuff after her.
"Holy shit Luna!" Chloe said out loud with a big smile on her face.
"We're telling you, she went berserk over you!" Vicky said, "But yea now everything makes more sense."
The amounts of attention was getting too high for Luna at this point, she pulled up the blanket and hid her face under it while she could feel her face was getting hot from embarrassment. At the same time she felt weirdly proud at what she had done.
While Luna was relishing this night in Chloe's arms, she hadn't completely come to terms with the fact that she wasn't straight as she had always thought. She felt uneasy and conflicted about it, was she lesbian? Perhaps, maybe bi? She hadn't really given it a proper thought yet but she knew for sure she was shy about it.
"I don't know why but i kind of had a feeling about you two." Peyton suddenly said,
Vicky chuckled, "Weird flex but ok."
"So Luna, are you lesbian then? Selena blurted out, but quickly adding, "Ah sorry, you don't need to answer that if you don't want to."
Luna could feel her face get even hotter by now while still hiding her face under the blanket, she answered in honesty, "I don't even know, i only know that i realized a few days ago that i was ignoring my feelings."
Luna couldn't keep hiding for ever under her blanket so she finally popped her head out again.
She also added, "I guess i'm still a bit conflicted about it, everything went a bit fast i guess. But I do know i would toss Caitlyn in the pool again if i had to though."
The entire group laughed out loud about this fact, which undoubtedly was true.
"Understandably, but you don't need to be embarrassed, just kiss already!" Selena said,
Luna still with a bright red face started to hide her face again under the blanket.
She could hear some of the group laughing about her shyness.
Luna suddenly felt Chloe's hand under her chin lifting her head up. She kissed Luna on her lips, this time it was a more intimate kiss though. Luna could feel her embarrassment fade as she kissed back and wrapped her arm around her waist hugging her tighter than before.
Again she could feel the butterflies going around in her stomach while they kissed for several seconds.
In the background Luna could hear her classmates letting out small cheers while somewhere in the distance she could hear someone randomly letting out a "woo!!" , suddenly out of nowhere she could hear a fake camera shutter sound of a smartphone taking a picture.
They got spooked and broke off the kiss, Peyton had apparently taken a picture of them kissing. Peyton must've realized it was inappropriate when she apologized.
"Um sorry about that, i didn't mean anything with it, i wanted you to have a picture as a memory of this." Peyton said apologeticly, "I'll send it to you and delete it on my phone don't worry!"
Peyton showed her phone afterwards proving she had deleted the picture of them.
They quickly forgot about the incident, Peyton clearly hadn't had bad intentions. Actually, lately Luna was starting to tolerate Peyton more, at school she usually couldn't stand her all that much but on this cruise she felt like she wasn't that bad somehow, maybe she was finally growing up.
"Alright but now i really need to go pee to be honest, i'll be right back." Peyton said as she stood up.
"Same!" Vicky and Selena said while also standing up.
Jake stopped her in her tracks as he read his phone, "My friends just texted me that all the toilets closed in the vicinity, oh wait that message is from 20 minutes ago already."
The other friends of Jake had left earlier and apparently realized there weren't any toilets open anymore, it's just Luna, Chloe, Vicky, Selena, Peyton and Jake in the group now.
"What!?" Peyton shouted in panic, "Fuck this cruise man!"
"Oh so that's what that commotion was about earlier" Chloe said,
Luna had noticed it as well but also wasn't sure what the commotion was about, that must've been from people finding out about the toilets being closed.
However, there was a stark contrast between the last time they were at a late night party on the deck. On the 2nd day of the cruise when news broke out that the toilets all closed everyone kind of panicked and rushed to go to their rooms or find other toilets somewhere on the other side of the ship that was open. Effectively ending the party immediately.
Now however, she realized that a good amount of people had already left, but a lot of people were still dancing or sitting and happily chatting. Everyone seemed relaxed and was having a good time.
Luna glanced at Chloe who glanced back at her, they were both thinking the same thing. They were still sitting in wet pants after all, did they get lucky and the toilets closed? It was later in the evening than the last time but they eventually did close. The new rotations had finally done their job and they had an excuse to get away with their wet pants!
The reaction of Vicky and Selena was also a lot different to Peyton however, as they just plunged back down in their own lounge bags and wrapped their blankets back around them. They both looked at each other.
"Well guess we don't have to get up to go to the toilet anymore." Vicky nonchalantly said.
"What do you mean you don't have to go to the toilet anymore?" Peyton asked confused,
Vicky answered smug, "Yea well, it's closed. What do you want me to do at a closed toilet? I can't enter it... We might as well just stay here right?"
Selena nodded in approval.
"This isn't funny! I really need to pee!" Peyton said while starting to panic.
Meanwhile while Peyton was panicking Luna had taken interest in their surroundings, they had been focused on their own conversation all this time, and to be fair Chloe was the middle point of her focus right now as they had been cuddling all this time. But now that she started to look around she quickly noticed something.
First of all it was evident a lot of people stayed even though there was no open toilet in the vicinity, people were enjoying themselves like there was nothing wrong.
There was a girl sitting a bit further from them with a different group, she was sitting on a lounge chair and while Luna had noticed the big puddle under it she had thought it was a spilled drink or something, but now she had strong suspicion that the woman had wet her pants and it had soaked through the fabric.
Luna wanted to ask Chloe if she was overthinking this, when she suddenly saw two girls pass by with several drinks in their hands, one had a white jeans shorts on and the other girl a short summer dress with some patterns on. She had almost missed it but on a second glance the girl her shorts had a big wet patch on her back, it was hard to see with the color and lack of proper light. Another glance and she realized the hem of the dress of the other girl was wet as well. Luna didn't need to ask anymore as her suspicion was confirmed.
"It's ok if you have an accident, you don't need to be embarrassed about it." Jake tried comforting Peyton,
Both Vicky and Selena agreed.
Luna thought back of the update from Dr. Neuhaus in the morning, he basically had said that people that got drunk cared less about wetting themselves. At the time she hadn't really thought about it but now she realized she had underestimated his statement.
This particular cruise with it's weird toilet system combined with a mix of party, ambience, fun and a good amount of alcoholic drinks had made a potent effect on people's prejudice about wetting pants.
"So you're just gonna sit here and what? Wait until you piss yourself?" Peyton asked with some disgust in her voice.
"I"m not waiting though..." Vicky paused a little bit with her mouth still open as if she was waiting for something before she could continue, "...I just finished peeing."
Selena now audibly let out a sigh, "Same."
Vicky put her blanket aside to show the crotch of her jeans which was still glistening from wetness, clearly she had just peed in her pants.
Peyton wasn't having it, she bolted away looking for a toilet they assumed. Selena who was wearing a tight but stylish black short dress sheepishly added,
"I didn't actually readjust my dress though, i just peed through it."
Vicky shrugged, "It really doesn't matter honestly."
Wasn't it black? It probably won't show anyway, and even if it shows it doesn't matter." Luna added,
Chloe suddenly laughed and nodded in the direction of the dance floor, Luna realized she meant the guy and woman sitting at one of the bars behind the dance floor.
The guy was sitting on a bar stool with visibly wet pants, it seemed he was just done peeing his pants. The woman who was sitting down before, now was standing up from her bar stool. She was wearing a classy dark red dress that came to her knees.
So even if guys could easily excuse themselves and walk for maybe a few minutes they should be able to find a place to relieve themselves, but even then, to Luna's surprise some just let go in their pants as well.
It looked as if the guy was explaining something to her while doing hand gestures.
Luna felt like she already knew what was gonna come next, the woman was about to pee through her panties underneath her dress.
"She just stood up so she can wet herself without getting it on her dress." Jake said, while everyone agreed.
But no, they were wrong, she sat down again on the barstool turning mostly her back to them while the guy nodded in agreement it seemed.
"Ok maybe not? Guess i was wrong." Jake said,
Chloe agreed, "Yea i thought she really was gonna pee through her panties."
They realized they were all wrong.
She was half sitting and half leaning on the stool while her feet were still on the ground, they could see most of the back of her dress. When suddenly she looked down at her feet it seemed.
A small dark patch became visible on the back of her dress that quickly started to expand.
She parted her legs now while continuing to lean on the barstool and she nonchalantly kept peeing in her panties while wetting the entire back of her dress. Clearly she was doing it on purpose and the couple were laughing over it as well while her pee was streaming down her dress and barstool.
"What were you worried about again? Wet dress or something?" Vicky asked Selena who laughed,
The woman had made a size able puddle underneath her stool by the time she was done peeing. The back of her dress was wet until the hem. She lifted herself up a bit and fully sat down on the bar stool talking to her partner as if nothing had happened.
Luna felt like her and her little secret was accepted for the first time in her life. She couldn't help but feel overjoyed, this evening simply couldn't get any better anymore... or so she thought.
Luna was laying very comfortably in Chloe's arms, her pants still very moist from her earlier wetting and for the first time ever she felt like it was normal, even while in public. The feeling of wet fabric on her skin felt good, even though her pants had cooled down a while ago...wait, why was her butt suddenly warming up...
A wave of bliss washed over her as she realized Chloe was peeing her pants without warning, creating the warmth and wetness that was slowly spreading under her.
She lifted her head and glanced at Chloe to be greeted with a big smile, this time she could definitely tell it was her genuine trademark smile. Luna leaned her head back on Chloe's shoulder without saying a word and simply enjoyed the warmth and wetness they were sharing.
The moment Chloe was done peeing Luna immediately relaxed her own bladder as well and started wetting her pants again, continuing the bliss full feeling. She liked how she could feel how Chloe's heartbeat was rising now. She emptied her full bladder into her clothes and lounge bag.
"Don't you two need to pee?" Selena asked,
"Not anymore." Chloe and Luna answered simultaneously.
Everyone chuckled at how casual everyone was acting while they were all very much peeing in their clothes.
Luna her attention started to wander around the deck again, there were still a few people dancing on the dance floor, when she noticed a small group there.
"Do it!!" Some of them shouted,
A good looking girl in a pretty blue blouse and tight jeans was with them, She shook her head no.
"Not everyone has the guts to wet their pants i guess, she'll probably hold on until she finally has a real accident." Chloe said,
"Come on, just do it! Even if you run to your room now you'll never make it anyway."
"Look around, look how many people have wet themselves by now, it's no big deal."
The group now started chanting, "Do it, do it, do it!"
The girl finally gave in it seemed when she shifted her pose and the group stopped their chanting.
"Oh is she gonna do it?" Luna wondered out loud.
The girl was standing with her back towards Luna's group now that she had stopped dancing and spread her feet apart. She was looking down at her pants.
After a few seconds the blue fabric between her thighs started to show darkness, quickly streaks were going down her pants legs and it started spreading up her butt as well.
Her friends were applauding now as she was fully wetting her pants, the wet patch was spreading down on the inside of her legs until it reached her feet.
Luna took another sip from her soda while she saw a puddle forming at the girls feet. Luna loved how her friends were actively cheering her on for it, they looked like they were really having fun as the girl had a big smile on her face even though she had completely pissed her jeans in the middle of the dance floor.
The girl looked relieved. Even though people must've seen it, nobody was making any fuzz about it.
"Actually where's Peyton?" Selena asked,
Chloe ignoring the question, "Why is she so prude about wetting herself actually?"
"Oh i thought she didn't want to because she was embarrassed i was here," Jake said, "But now you're saying she's always like this?"
"Pretty much." They all answered.
After a while their drinks were all finished and decided they were all having a nice night and even though it was already late they opted for one more drink except for Jake who excused himself and went to look for his friends. Luna and Chloe volunteered to get the drinks as it was their turn. Without any embarrassment for their wet pants they both got up and started walking over the dance floor towards the closest bar, which was the one with the couple sitting who both had wet their jeans and dress respectively.
Luna was walking next to Chloe when she suddenly said, "I can finally say this without having to filter it."
Luna playfully asked, "Say what?"
"You look sexy as hell in that wet jumpsuit, i can't keep my eyes off." Chloe admitted,
"haha, i can say the same now as well, i had a hard time sometimes trying not to stare at your ass, especially in wet jeans like now!" Luna admitted in her turn.
Both were smiling like idiots while they crossed the dance floor, Luna felt like she could get used to these types of compliments. Meanwhile they noticed even more people with wet pants now, further strengthening their complete lack of embarrassment for the state their pants were in.
They now got to the bar and waited patiently for the bartender to get to them to take their order, in the meantime Luna was checking the damage on her jump suit. She was turning around and stretching the fabric, she didn't mind people could see her obvious wet clothes.
Chloe confirmed to Luna what she basicly already knew, her butt was soaked from their shared wettings.
Chloe now twirled around showing off her own wet patch, for her it wasn't as visible in the front, her back however made it very obvious she had peed herself.
The bartender came and they gave their order. Meanwhile Luna felt it was getting chilly with her wet pants without blanket, the cold night breeze wasn't helping either. Thankfully that wasn't a problem though.
All of the drinks before were really starting to go through her and thanks to the cold air she was even more aware of her full bladder now. Without further overthinking it she relaxed and welcomed the warm glow that started spreading in her crotch as her pants got soaked once again. She had wanted to soak her new clothes the entire evening and why she already did wet them, she hadn't wet them yet while standing.
Luna felt her pee cascading down her legs and making the fabric cling to her legs, this place and time is as good as any other to wet her pants she thought while still standing at the bar waiting for their drinks.
"psst, my pants are getting kind of cold and i need to..." Chloe abruptly stopped her sentence midway when she noticed Luna was in the middle of wetting her pants. "Oh i see."
"We were thinking the same thing." Luna said without any shame.
Luna hadn't even parted her feet and now she could feel her shoes and socks gradually getting wet while she could see she was making a puddle on the floor. She was beaming with joy, she couldn't believe she was casually peeing in her clothes in front of the bar out in the open.
"Here's your drinks ladies, enjoy your time." The bartender said while handing them their drinks.
Luna's stream subsided and she let out a sigh, "Oooh that feels so much better than holding it, guess i have to agree with Emma." Luna joked.
Luna felt amazing after what she had done, she wanted to pick up their drinks and leave to go back to their lounge bag when Chloe said to wait a second. Chloe was leaning on the bar counter with one elbow while facing Luna who now looked down at Chloe's crotch.
Chloe's pants were mostly dry on the front as she had only wet herself while sitting so far, not to Luna's surprise she could now see a wet patch starting to form at the front and quickly expand while also streaks of pee were going down her legs with drops falling down straight from her crotch onto the ground. Luna enjoyed the view of Chloe nonchalantly wetting her jeans, it was also very visible as her jeans was turning into a much darker shade of blue. Luna could tell Chloe wasn't embarrassed at all as she was calmly observing how the wet patch was spreading on the front of her jeans while it was flowing down her pants soaking her pants legs.
Luna was taking it all in, the prospect of having a girlfriend (even though she was having some conflicting emotions about it) who was nonchalantly wetting her jeans in front of her which was really turning her on once more. She concluded that this has to be the best party ever, the ambience was great and it seemed that all the people that stayed this late for the party weren't having any prejudice about deliberately wetting pants anymore.
After Chloe was done peeing and made her own puddle on the ground they got ready again to take the drinks and go back to their place when suddenly two guys showed up. They eagerly introduced themselves as Kevin and Tom. Luna and Chloe quickly tried to excuse themselves while saying they just wanted to go back to their friends while she pointed at their sitting place.
"Ah sorry we didn't want to bother you or anything, we just felt like getting to know you two and have a drink togheter." Kevin said,
Luna figured they were just trying to flirt with them but they didn't seem to have any bad intentions though and even though they seemed to be drunk she felt like it was rude to leave them so abruptly.
"I know it's cheesy but hey i'm a bit drunk so i'm gonna say it anyway, girl you look amazing in that!" Tom said while pointing at Luna and her outfit, "You look great as well by the way!" While pointing at Chloe.
Luna blurted out confused, "We literally just pissed ourselves?"
Luna looked down at her outfit once more just to confirm her pants were very visibly peed in, there was almost no possible explanation for anyone looking at her to not come to that conclusion.
Tom slurred his words a bit, "pfft, it's fine, between you and me? I kinda think it's hot."
Luna could feel her face get hot.
"You girls are single right? We saw you were alone so we just assumed." Kevin said, testing the waters,
"Um..." Chloe began and was thinking of what to say but it was Tom who intertwined, "Dude look at them, even if they don't have boyfriends, they're out of our league man!"
He was lightheartedly joking while complimenting them on their looks and they all laughed about it. It was kinda cute how hard they were trying.
"...Not really single no." Chloe said sounding a bit unsure.
Luna saw how Chloe glanced at her while she said it, as if to confirm if what she's saying is correct.
"So how single is 'not really single' exactly?" Tom laughed,
Kevin added, "So you have a boyfriend or not?"
Luna intertwined, "No, She's my girlfriend."
Luna glanced at Chloe while she said it and she saw her entire face light up almost immediately. Luna felt quite funny when saying it out loud, she did mean it however. She was confident they both wanted the same thing so why beat around the bush? Although the amounts of alcohol in her body was definitely helping her boost her confidence by a lot.
"Wait really?" Tom and Kevin asked surprised, "Didn't see that coming."
"Why not?" Chloe responded smug, "Look at her, how could i not be into her?"
Luna choked in her drink she had just picked up from the bar counter seconds ago.
Kevin and Tom were wondering if they were serious or just trying to brush them off.
Just then Selena and Vicky popped up, wondering why their drinks were keeping that long.
Vicky drunkly blurted out, "What's keeping you love birds so long to deliver some drinks?"
They gave them their drinks and Selena and Vicky sat down on one of the bar stools, guess they stay here now for the remainder of the party. Vicky had unintentionally confirmed what Tom and Kevin were wondering about and they finally understood the situation, slightly embarrassed and visibly flustered they excused themselves and wished them a good remainder of the party while Chloe and Luna kept standing up but shifted so they had their own small circle now. They were right next to the couple, the back of the woman in red dress was facing towards them while Vicky and Selena were sitting with their back towards the bar.
Peyton suddenly showed up, slightly to their surprise, still with dry shorts. (she had cute short jeans shorts on that was showing off her ass, but not in a slutty way) She seemed frustrated and it wasn't helping when they told her Jake had left earlier. They quickly ordered her a drink as well.
"You don't want to know how far i had to walk to find a freaking toilet." Peyton said visibly frustrated,
"I'm surprised you made it to begin with." Vicky said surprised,
Luna tried comforting Peyton now, "You don't need to be embarrassed about it, just let go in your pants if you have to, your shorts probably won't even show that much."
Peyton responded, clearly offended, "What makes you think i want to piss myself like you all did."
"Peyton..." Chloe muttered,
Selena quickly changed the subject and asked what those guys wanted, Luna and Chloe explained how they were trying to hit on them but said they weren't single.
"Oh so it's official?" Selena asked, "Cheers to that!"
Vicky and Peyton followed and lifted their drinks, while Luna and Chloe looked at each other while blushing a bit.
"Excuse me, coming through!"
A girl walked up to them, still moving her body to the music playing, with empty glasses she walked up between their group and the couple sitting next to them.
When she reached the bar and put her glasses down she apologized once more.
"Excuse me, hope you don't mind."
It was the girl with white jeans shorts from earlier, now that she was closer and in better lighting coming from the bar she could clearly see the wet stain on the back of her shorts. Luna figured she was excusing herself for coming through, but a few seconds later she realized the second time was for something else.
Droplets started dropping down from her shorts followed by streams of pee going down her legs. She hadn't even readjusted her pose or anything, leaning casually on the bar she fully let go into her shorts. A fresh wet patch was forming on the back of her shorts.
"What the actual fuck!" Peyton blurted out.
The girl turned around shocked and stopped peeing, with still dripping pants she quickly apologized once again,
"I'm so sorry i thought you wouldn't mind, everyone here had wet pants so i thought..."
Selena who was sitting right next to where the girl was standing interrupted her,
"It's fine really, we don't mind." Selena said reassuringly.
The woman on the other side in the red dress turned around and spoke to her in a warm voice,
"We also don't mind, just go ahead and continue."
Peyton realized she really was in the minority on this and as a result she kept her mouth shut, with a bit of a sour expression she continued sipping her drink. The girl turned around again just in time for the bartender to get to her order. Once she was done ordering Luna could tell she simply let it flow again as droplets were going down her legs that turned into streams slowly creating a puddle underneath her. When she was done peeing she grabbed the three drinks she ordered and left with still dripping shorts.
"I need to pee as well," Selena admitted sheepishly, "But without the blanket it's kind of embarrassing."
"No need to be."
"Just let it flow."
"I need to pee as well actually." Vicky added,
Peyton didn't say a word.
Both Selena and Vicky started to pee in their pants at the same time, Selena through her dress while sitting on the bar stool and Vicky in her jeans while half sitting and half leaning on the bar stool. With Selena they could see her pee run down both of the hem of her dress and the bar stool. With Vicky however, her crotch visibly turned a darker shade of blue over the faded wet patch from earlier. Luna could tell because of the way how she was leaning the whole back of her jeans as well as the bar stool were getting wet while streams of pee were running down and off her legs. They could hear the sound of their pee splattering on the ground over the music's volume.
"Haha you girls don't seem to care to much about peeing your pants." The woman in the red dress said as she turned her head around.
"I don't think there's a reason to be and everyone is having a good time no?" Luna said in an upbeat voice.
"Yea you don't need to be shy about it!" Chloe said out loud, "There's no shame in doing it on this cruise."
After a short chat the woman had shifted her attention back to her husband. But after a few seconds there was a splattering sound again, this time it was the woman who was rewetting her red dress in a nonchalant way without even pausing the conversation she was having with her husband. They could see how the back of her dress was getting more wet while her pee was running down the bar stool.
Luna couldn't help herself, with seeing everyone peeing themselves in the most nonchalant ways she also felt like joining, her pants had cooled off a while ago already and with all the previous drinks in her system she felt like her bladder was at least half full again. Without muttering a word or giving it a second thought she relaxed her bladder once more and felt her pants warming up again with the familiar feeling of her pee going down her legs.
"Haha Luna you had to pee again? We saw you pee earlier when we were still sitting down." Selena said while laughing,
"Don't judge me! I wanted to warm up my pants." Luna said carefree.
"You guys are disgusting." Peyton muttered.
Vicky stood up from her bar stool and went to Peyton, "Lissen..."
Luna could tell she was drunk as she was wobbling a little bit while also slurring her words sometimes.
"Lissen here Peyton, come here..." Vicky said,
Peyton was trying to dodge her as Vicky tried to embrace her.
"Stop dodging and come here i... i want to tell you something, it's r...really important."
"You literally pissed yourself seconds ago, stay away from me." Peyton muttered disgusted.
"shhhhht, come here." Vicky said while she finally caught Peyton and threw her arm around her. "Lissen..."
"What?!"
"Lissen... look at aaall these people here, look at the girls that are on t... thiss deck." Vicky waved her hand around."
"What about them?" Peyton said annoyed,
Vicky put her head closer to Peyton so she could whisper in her ear, "There's a difference between you and them."
She continued whispering even quieter, the others could barely hear it anymore, "You see, they all have at the very least wet their panties at this point, and you..."
...
Vicky suddenly shouted in Peyton's ear, "...ARE THE ONLY ONE WHO HASN'T WET HERSELF YET!!!!!"
Peyton almost fell over, Luna and Selena spit out there drinks while everyone started laughing hysterically. Even other people from further away were laughing including the couple that was sitting next to their group.
"Chloe is peeing!" Selena shouted while pointing at her,
Luna looked beside her and Chloe was crouching down from laughter while she noticed a puddle forming under her, pee was running down her butt. Everyone started laughing even harder now.
Peyton however had turned around and walked away, she wasn't having it.
They tried calling her and saying sorry but she didn't react and kept walking.
Meanwhile Chloe stood up again still laughing and snickering, she was still peeing in her pants as droplets were going down in between her legs. Clearly she wasn't even trying to stop her stream and was just letting it flow. Chloe was nonchalantly lifting her one leg up and shaking the pee off of her shoe and pant leg. When she was finally done peeing she explained what happened.
"Sometimes when i laugh really hard i can feel a leak about to happen in my panties, normally i have the reflex to fight it and prevent it, but now when i felt it coming i kind of just let it happen... because why not? I only realized how funny it was when i was already doing it!" Chloe laughed with tears in her eyes.
"Oh my god Chloe, that's so cute!" Luna blurted out,
It was adorable how Chloe had a semi accident just now, and she had continued to pee her jeans in the most casual way.
"Ok i kind of feel bad f-for Peyton, maybe i sshouldn't have done that." Vicky said worried,
"Maybe you should go over to water or soda or something!" Selena said,
Vicky answered drunk, "Naaaah, i mean, wasn't this the last drink?"
Vicky was right though, it was late and Luna was tired as hell, so much had happened and she was looking forward to her bed. She was secretly looking forward to go to sleep with Chloe and waking up next to her.
They slowly finished their drinks and talked a little bit about Peyton, she seemed to really have a big disgust for pee or something. Even though Vicky was pretty drunk she had a point, every girl here must be standing or sitting in wet panties at least. A lot of the guys had even decided to just let go in their pants while they had more of a choice than the girls. Yet she really wasn't having it.
After a few minutes Luna could already feel her bladder had started to fill again, she just relaxed and let it flow into her pants and kept continuously leaking in her pants whenever she felt like.
After a little while she noticed the occasional dripping from Vicky and Selena's bar stools as well, she realized they were doing the same thing.
They finished their drinks and they were about to leave and call it a night.
Luna said with a smile, "Have we all been continuously leaking in our pants this last 20 minutes or so?"
"Yea, i also saw your crotch get wet every few minutes!" Vicky shouted,
They all laughed about it, while Vicky added, "Honestly, tomorrow we're supposed to not wet ourselves when we're off the ship? With this drug in me i wouldn't count on it, i might just pee myself several times!"
Everyone laughed even harder,
Chloe suddenly intertwined, "Oof i almost wet my pants again."
"Oh no!" Luna and Selena faked their shock,
Chloe now really started laughing,
"Ok now i'm peeing!"
Luna could see how her girlfriend was peeing her jeans once more, she had lost count how many times they had peed themselves today.
After they were done laughing they all said their goodbyes and left towards their rooms.
While leaving the remainders of a party they could now see the result of it. The dance floor as well as the bar areas were filled with puddles scattered everywhere. The most recent wet patches could be seen on the seats and lounge bags as they passed by. Janitors were now mopping up the entire top deck to make it fresh and clean again for in the morning.
"This looks like a lot of work..." Chloe muttered,
Luna and Chloe were walking through the hallways while holding hands, towards their room,
"You really meant that earlier? When you said that about me being your girlfriend?" Chloe asked,
Luna answered with an almost hoars voice, "I know we haven't talked about it yet, but i thought you wouldn't mind if i said that."
"I'm just asking because you said earlier something about... being conflicted about it?" Chloe said cautiously,
They got into the elevator, waited for it to close and go down towards their hallway.
"The thing is... I always thought i was straight but... you made me realize that's not the case. A few days ago i realized i had actual feelings for you, i was still trying to deny it and just thought you were a really good and special friend, i was fooling myself though."
The elevator stopped and the doors opened and got out to start walking towards their room, but there was a man in his bathrobe walking through the hallways for some reason.
Neither of the girls flinched when they saw him, they weren't bothered if anyone saw their soaked pants and just continued on their walk. The man didn't react either as they crossed him.
Actually Luna once again felt her overworked bladder had filled a bit, she had peed so often the last few hours her bladder muscles were sore. She was planning on letting it go the moment they got in their room.
She changed her mind almost immediately, why not just let it go now? She didn't really mind if someone would see it.
"I'm gonna pee again." Luna casually announced to Chloe,
Chloe agreed, "Good idea, me too."
Both girls kept walking while they relaxed their bladder and let go in their pants while a few seconds later they could hear the guy that had crossed them earlier letting out a small sneeze, he had turned around for some reason or got what he needed, whatever it was he was walking a few meters behind them.
Luna didn't mind he was seeing her pee herself, she didn't stop her stream and continued to let it flow, soaking her pants further. They must be leaving a trail of pee by now. Her stream subsided when they finally reached the door of their room. Luna noticed Chloe hadn't stopped peeing either and must have emptied whatever was in her bladder into her jeans.
They unlocked the door and as they wanted to go in the guy in bathrobe suddenly stood next to them with a few bottles of drinks in his hands.
"Hi there! Guess we're neighbours here, hadn't seen you two yet, nice to meet you! We ran out of drinks and i was getting really thirsty with this god damn medication."
They both greeted him and introduced themselves to him, saying they just came back from the party on the top deck. After a little chit chat they said their goodbyes and went inside. He seemed to have completely ignored the fact they had peed their pants while walking in front of him. Luna felt amazing at how casually she could wet herself without having to worry about anything, although alcohol was helping a hand in the courage departement.
They both let out a long yawn when they got in their room. Both agreed to not shower as they were too tired and they were gonna wet the bed anyway.
They each went to the bathroom to put on dry panties and pajamas. Luna came out of the bathroom and Chloe was already laying in bed. She crawled in bed and joined her.
Luna immediately crawled closer than she did in the previous nights and Chloe did exactly the same. Their faces were only a few cm's away from each other.
"I understand if you want to take it slow, or even wait a bit entirely before you feel more comfortable about it." Chloe whispered, "With 'it' i mean like, dating a girl."
"Don't worry about it, i want this, i'd love to be your girlfriend." Luna whispered back, "You have no idea how happy you made me today. I'm just like... thinking... what will people think of me? Like what would my parents say? I feel like i haven't had time to really let it sink in yet."
"I understand." Chloe whispered back, "So you don't mind this?"
Chloe took her arm from under the bed sheets and lifted it, Luna immediately accepted, crawled closer to her and they cuddled against each other while she lowered her head on Chloe's shoulder. While laying in her embrace she was looking in Chloe's eyes, with the little light there was in the room she could see them sparkle.
Finally being alone in their room without having to be afraid of what others would think they leaned in and kissed. Longer and more intimate than before while Luna draped her arm over her and pulled herself closer. She felt her heart beating like crazy and she felt shivers going through her. When they finally broke off the kiss and looked at each other again. Luna her head was spinning, she didn't want to stop yet as they both leaned in again but now Luna parted her lips slightly which Chloe accepted. Luna could feel Chloe's tongue slide inside while she did the same with her.
They made out like this for a while, letting out small moans and caressing each other in their embrace. When they finally stopped they looked at each other. Both girls could feel their eyes start to close on their own from exhaustion.
They both said goodnight and gave each other a goodnight kiss to drift off to sleep immediately after.
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Chapter 15 ladies and gents
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First thing Chloe felt was a light head ache, oh yea, she remembered she drank quite a lot yesterday. While still half asleep she noticed her bursting bladder that must have woken her up and on top of that she felt her mouth was sticky and dry, some water would be nice right now.
She was annoyed she woke up because she was having such an amazing dream...
In her dream they had gone to the party at the top deck, she had kissed Luna and through a series of unforgettable events she was her girlfriend by the end of the night. On top of that Luna had thrown Caitlyn into the pool. Making things even better they had wet themselves so many times throughout the night in her dream, she had really enjoyed it and realized she was really into this new kink, a good chunk of that was because of Luna of course.
She vaguely recalls that they had gone to their room and made out before falling asleep, man that was such an epic dream. But where did last night end and when did her dream exactly start? She was still half asleep and her mind felt a bit foggy, probably also from the hangover. And oh man she needed to pee.
The fog cleared a bit and she fully came to her senses and immediately felt a weight on her arm and shoulder she wasn't used to. She opened her eyes and got greeted by a sleeping Luna right next to her still in her embrace from last night. In an instant everything that happened last night all came back to her and realized she hadn't dreamed it, it all really happened and she could feel fluttering feelings in her stomach while coming to this realization.
Chloe calmed down and was recalling everything that had happened last night, some parts were a bit foggy still because she had gotten quite drunk at some point. But she remembered everything. She could hear Luna's slow breathing while she was laying with her head right next to her, still sound asleep, she looked so cute with her mouth half open.
A spasm in her bladder reminded her she was bursting for a pee.
She vaguely recalled that they had said they were gonna wet the bed, but she could feel Luna laying against her thigh which meant she would definitely get wet as well if she let go now. Not sure if she would mind it or not but she also didn't want to wake her up...
While contemplating what to do she did manage to grab a water bottle from the night stand without waking up Luna so she could quench her thirst. She put the bottle away but she still hadn't made a decision, should she just let go?
When wondering about it Chloe could notice Luna stopped her breathing for a second, and then let out an almost inaudible sigh followed by a faint hissing noise that was coming from under the blanket. Luna was wetting herself in her sleep Chloe realized, she didn't flinch at all, she just waited with beating heart and as expected, after a few seconds she could feel wetness caressing her thigh that was also spreading under her butt.
To Chloe's delight she could feel how her girlfriend was soaking both of them and their bed, when she felt another spasm in her own bladder she stopped fighting it and relaxed completely, welcoming her own stream and letting it soak into and through her pajamas, their bed was getting thoroughly soaked by both of them.
Oh she was gonna miss this new habit once the cruise would end... but right now she was cherishing this moment.
Their bed was soaked by the time both girls their bladders were emptied, Chloe noticed she also started liking this aspect of bed wetting more and more. She felt like it should be wrong, bad and definitely shouldn't feel good... But it did, it was cozy and comfy.
Chloe found it really cute that Luna had wet their bed like that while sleeping through it. Within seconds she drifted of into a deep slumber again.
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While still in her embrace Luna got greeted by a still sleeping Chloe next to her, mouth half open and drooling on her pillow. She couldn't contain a little chuckle when seeing her sleeping like that. There was already light coming from behind the curtains and with a quick glance at the clock on the bed side table she realized it was almost noon. Even though she was bursting to pee she wondered if she had slept through the entire night without waking up to pee?
While reminiscing the events of last night she was slowly waking up and letting out a yawn.
Hold on... her pajama shorts felt soggy, so she did wet her bed during the night? Strange, she couldn't remember waking up and pee in her bed? Maybe she could've still been half asleep and didn't remember? There's no way, she definitely would've remembered if she had woken up and decided to wet her bed... Or could it be she actually wet her bed in her sleep without knowing it? There's no way, that's preposterous, she had never done that before, at least not since she can remember.
Although that meant Chloe must have wet the bed as well and that thought was making Luna get a fuzzy feeling on the inside, laying together with her girlfriend in a soaked bed was something that was even better than what she came up with in her fantasies.
Anyway it doesn't matter how it happened, back to what mattered right now and that is that she really needed to pee right now. She wasn't sure if wetting the bed like this was gonna wake up Chloe but it was almost noon anyway and they were gonna disembark from the ship to go visit the town today so they couldn't wait too much longer with getting up anyway.
Luna enjoyed the prospect of laying in her girlfriends embrace while wetting the bed, she relaxed her bladder and felt her stream of pee go into her pajamas and re soak them and the bed. She was looking at Chloe to see any response while she could feel her pee starting to pool underneath her, she was happily relieving herself in their bed while laying against Chloe.
Just when Luna was thinking that Chloe must be starting to feel this she noticed her waking up and opening her eyes, she was visibly still groggy from sleep. She yawned and rubbed her eyes. All while Luna was still emptying her bladder laying right next to her.
"Good morning beautiful." Luna whispered,
"Good morn...oh...ooooooh... holy shit are you peeing?!" Chloe said surprised.
Just as Chloe finished her sentence Luna's stream subsided.
A thought came into her mind when seeing Chloe's reaction, had she overdone it?
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea and she had crossed a boundary of sorts. The cruise had perhaps skewed her judgement because in normal circumstances this would definitely not be an ok thing to do.
She could feel panic brewing inside her, what if she's disgusted by this?
"S-sorry i shouldn't have done that," Luna stammered, "i...i thought..."
Chloe interrupted, "That's the best way anyone has ever woken me up holy fuck!"
"Oh really?" Luna felt relieved hearing this, "I thought i might have messed up..."
"Are you kidding me? Haha, don't worry, waking up while feeling your warmth spreading in bed is amazing!" Chloe said with a smile, "Don't worry i'm not mad at all."
Luna relaxed now hearing this and took her bottle of water from the night stand and took a few sips and passed it too Chloe.
"I slept like a brick." Luna said while stretching.
Chloe laughed mischievous, "Yea i noticed, you didn't even wake up when you wet the bed in the middle of the night."
Luna got flustered hearing this, "Hold on i did what?" So she did wet her bed in her sleep...
"You heard me!" Chloe said, "I woke up because i needed to pee and i wasn't sure what to do because you were sleeping in my arms, suddenly i could feel you started peeing the bed."
"Oh my god i'm so sorry!" Luna covered her face with her hands while she wanted to sink through the bed from embarrassment.
"Haha it's fine, it was super cute actually." Chloe reassured her, "And you don't have to say sorry for that."
Chloe closed Luna back in her embrace and they laid like this while continuing talking.
"When i woke up in the middle of the night i thought for a second i dreamed the whole party last night." Chloe said,
"Nope, i'm still your girlfriend!" Luna said laughing,
"You have no idea how happy that makes me hearing that." Chloe said, she continued a bit shyly, "Also, i'm bursting to pee, you don't mind right?"
"mhm"
Luna knew what she meant, a few seconds later she could hear the hissing start. Instead of flinch she actually scooted even closer to Chloe, she relished this moment as she could feel the first wetness caress her thigh.
"Nice and warm." Luna said dreamy.
Both girls were enjoying their new naughty habit, even after Chloe was done peeing they didn't immediately get out of bed. They checked their phones and Luna checked the group chat, as well as some social media. There were also some news posts about a topic they learned in school, they had learned about the ice caps melting and the chance of uncovering old extinct species of animals. And that's exactly what had happened a while ago, a team had found old remains in almost perfect condition because of the cold and they were researching them. There was a news article about it that she started reading.
"Researchers found dead." The title read,
"Recent dead of five researchers shrouded in mystery, what happened at the north pole?"
Well that was weird, how can they not know what they died from? She read through the entire article but she didn't became any more wiser.
After a while Luna decided to get up and get ready.
She got out of bed and started walking to the bathroom, as she was about to turn the knob of the door she realized with her sleepy head she hadn't picked out her fresh clothes yet.
She abruptly turned around just in time to catch Chloe's gaze drop back down to her phone.
Hold up, had she been checking her out in her wet pajamas? In a same way she had done to Chloe the other day?
"Hold on, haha were you checking me out?" Luna laughed,
Chloe got flustered and didn't really know what to say while Luna walked back to the bed and crawled on it. She got close to Chloe while whispering.
"No need to be embarrassed about it." she leaned in and kissed Chloe, something she had wanted to do that they hadn't done yet since waking up.
Luna got her fresh clothes and went for a shower. Dropping another load of wet pajamas in the washing bin.
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Luna and Chloe disembarked the ship accompanied by Vicky, Selena and Liv. Peyton was going on a date with Jake, although they worried that the incident from yesterday probably was also a reason for her not to disembark together with them.
They were all taken a back by the huge mountain that stood in the distance, covered with green forests while the top of the mountain in the far distance reached into the clouds. It was a mesmerizing view. At the foot of the mountain was the village they were heading for.
They had gotten the recommendation that the mountain had many different hiking paths for tourists to go explore, therefore they were all wearing appropriate clothing, shorts with a tshirt and adequate shoes. They all had a backpack with them with loads of water as the town and forests didn't have the convenience of handing out drinks almost everywhere like on the ship.
And of course knowing that the drug could be quite unpredictable on their bladders they all thought it was a good idea to have a spare set of shorts and panties with them in their backpack.
They checked out the beautiful town and what it had to offer, they stopped at a little restaurant first and foremost to pee because their bladder was already filling up quickly. And they ate lunch as they all hadn't eaten yet since how late they slept.
After delicious pancakes they moved on to check out the little stores, they also politely asked there if they could use the restroom because... they had to pee again already.
They walked through a little museum that was about the origins of the town and the many legends of the mountain, it was interesting but they didn't waste too much time here as they still wanted to check out the mountain itself... before leaving they also went to the restroom to empty their full bladder once again.
While walking through the town they also regularly saw other tourists and they could often see they were also from their ship as they were sometimes visibly desperate.
It must be weird and funny for the inhabitants to see the influx of people wanting to use the restrooms all the time. They all chuckled when Luna mentioned this.
They left the little town to make their way to the mountain, it looked more daunting when they were at the foot of it, it was quite majestic with it's many forests and cliffs. White mist and clouds were hanging low hugging the trees on it's mountain sides.
When they got to the start of the different trails they split up, Luna and Chloe we're gonna go with just the two of them while the others took a different trail, like this Luna was happy that she could do this activity with just Chloe. They agreed that they would meet again in one of the restaurants in the town after. The ship would only set sail in the late evening so they had plenty of time.
They went on their way on the path and quickly got engrossed with how beautiful nature was in this place. They passed by a small river that ended on a small waterfall, meanwhile taking pictures of it. As well as taking pictures while they were climbing the mountain path. She would have to show these pictures later to her parents Luna thought.
Several minutes later, already a good way into the forests Luna could feel her bladder starting to fill up. No problem however, they had a plan for this.
Vicky had brought it up earlier when still on the ship, in the forests either they could drop their pants and squat or just squat and pull their panties and crotch of their shorts to the side and pee like this, which the latter is probably the fastest way. But also riskier for little accidents Chloe had intertwined.
To everyone's surprise Vicky had done a 'test run' right then and there while they were in one of the hallways of the ship, there were no other people around so she had found a enough secluded spot and with her back to them had yanked her shorts and panties to the side and unleashed a torrent of pee right then and there on the carpet.
Afterwards Vicky stood up and checked if there was any damage on her shorts, "See? no wetness, and if i'm completely honest... after the amount of times i pissed myself yesterday i really don't care if some pee gets on my shorts."
Vicky had a good point and everyone agreed. Luna realized their prejudice of wetting their shorts or pants had immensely declined and she got reminded that she had blatantly wet herself out in the open on the deck multiple times last night. She couldn't help but feel a little bit annoyed they had to go out of their way all day to find restrooms, wetting her shorts felt more inviting than squatting in the woods as well. But they weren't on the ship so they couldn't just wet themselves, what would they do if people saw their wet shorts...
After some more walking Luna said she had to pee and Chloe confirmed she needed to as well. So they went of the trail to find a enough secluded spot and squatted, pulled their shorts and panties out of the way and let go. Luna had been careful doing it and afterwards she confirmed there was no wetness on her shorts, mission succes.
"Vicky was right, it's easy and fast, just a bit more risky getting some on our shorts. I really don't care if they get a little wet if i'm honest though." Chloe said nonchalantly,
Luna said, "Agree, who cares? It's only pee."
Chloe admittedly said, "Is it weird if i said i'm looking forward to getting back on the ship later in the evening? This drug in my system is making me wary with no toilets around, at least on the ship if i don't find one it's not that big of a deal, at least not anymore"
"haha and we won't find a green toilet immediately so we can use it as an excuse to wet our pants?" Luna said laughing, "I agree though."
"Haha yea, yesterday i wet my pants so often it's all i can think of right now." Chloe said,
Luna reassuringly said, "Don't worry about it, you're not the only one."
Luna loved how Chloe seemed to be into wetting just as much as she is by now. She felt comfortable talking about it with her.
She came up with an idea though.
"What do you think about this?" Luna explained, "When we get back to the ship and we need to pee, if the first toilet we find is red we just say fuck it and piss ourselves if we want to. Or is that too crazy?"
Chloe now looked at Luna with a mischievous smile on her face, "That sounds like a fun game, agreed!"
Luna was very much looking forward to this already, knowing how often they found red toilets it's almost inevitable they'll end up with soaked pants. Meanwhile they continued walking while also drinking from the water bottles that they had brought in their backpack, all while enjoying the incredible views while they got higher up the mountain.
They were following the side of a big cliff and passed under a really big waterfall, it looked like a scene from a fantasy movie and they quickly took a picture of both of them standing next to the waterfall. Although this wasn't helping their need to pee, which had been growing again.
They stopped and found a secluded enough spot once again to squat, Luna did the same as before but when she came back Chloe pointed out the small wet patch on the back of her shorts, she realized she had been a bit careless.
"It doesn't matter, it'll dry anyway." Chloe nonchalantly said.
After a while they got higher on the mountain and the path became often more steep while also smaller and more rocky. To their delight they saw some squirrels fleeing away into the tall trees when they passed by. This trip was better than expected so far.
A small pathway formed in front of them between two cliffs, it looked pretty creepy but exciting! They kept going and entered through the opening. Luna could feel her bladder filling again, she knew with the combination of the drug, the excessive water she's been drinking and the moist air that she'll have to pee really soon. Just as she wanted to speak up to let her need known to Chloe they heard voices behind them. They were still on the very narrow path but people were catching up to them.
"Lets go a bit faster maybe so we get out of this narrow trail so we can find a place to pee." Luna said,
Chloe quickly agreed and they upped their pace.
After following the trail a bit further they thought they could see the end of it, but after turning a corner they realized they were high up against the side of one of the giant cliffs. Below them they could see the forest spread out with the town and their ship in the far distance. They could see birds circling beneath them.
Truly mesmerized by the view they looked where to go now, on their left was a small path that hung against the side of the cliff with a railing. It was super narrow, just enough for one person to walk on. Of course there was a railing and it was perfectly safe, but it was damn high and to their horror they saw it went for quite a long way and on top of that they saw a family in the distance on the pathway, but they seemed to be struggling.
Actually on a second glance Luna recognized those people, they heard a familiar voice yelling.
"PATRICK I'M GONNA FALL!!!!" the karen yelled.
Patrick reassuringly said, "Don't worry i'm sure this railing can support your weight!"
"ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT!?!?!" (She was though)
Luna and Chloe tried but failed to hold their laugh seeing the karen struggle.
They had no other option then to start following the even more narrow path on the side of the cliff, the people behind them were not that far away from them anymore either.
They had no way of relieving their full bladder as long as they were on this path... But the karen and her family were moving slow and they quickly caught up to them. By the time they were halfway through the path both girls their bladders were bursting and Luna was starting to get worried now as progress was being made very slow with the karen in front.
Oh god she wished the karen would move quicker, if she could walk as fast as she could complain they would've been back in town already by now. The group behind them was also letting out sighs every time the karen would pause or start complaining again.
Luna checked on Chloe to see how she was doing but seeing the look on her face, not any better than she was. Luna had to put effort in holding now, her bladder felt really uncomfortable.
They carried on and the karen finally started to move quicker.
"Patrick we need to move quicker! I need to pee!"
Patrick answered, "Me and Timmy as well but you're the one walking in front..."
By the time they had reached the end of the path both girls had their hand jammed in their crotch trying their best to hold their pee. The path exited back into more forest area and while the karen and the other group followed on the path Luna and Chloe quickly bolted away looking for a place that's secluded enough to pee. By a small miracle she had been able to hold it for this long.
Luna had finally found her spot, she couldn't hold it for another second, she squatted and yanked her shorts and panties out of the way to release her torrent of pee. Ecstatic relieve washed over her as she finally relaxed her bladder muscles. She could hear her stream hit the ground hard and quickly made a puddle, she peed what felt for an eternity and when she was almost done she could suddenly feel some wetness on her butt.
Luna could feel how some of her pee was going in her shorts, not completely to her surprise as in her haste she hadn't been careful at all. Wetting her shorts a little wasn't a big problem to her anymore though so she didn't even stop her flow and just let the rest out knowing the back of her shorts were getting wet.
When she was done she checked the damage on her shorts and panties, she had leaked a bit in her panties but it didn't show on her shorts. She could feel a wet patch on the left ass cheek of her shorts though. People most likely won't know it's pee, it probably looked like she had sat on a wet bench or something.
Luna was a little bit surprised of her nonchalance towards wetness on her shorts, she hadn't even stopped her flow. Before the cruise happened she would've freaked out if her shorts got wet with pee.
She walked back to the path where they came from to meet up with Chloe.
"I leaked quite a bit, i really couldn't hold it anymore." Chloe said sheepishly.
Chloe showed off the state of her shorts, there was a wet patch on her crotch. She was wearing red shorts and her crotch had turned into a darker red. If anyone would look they would know. If she kept her legs closed it was less visible though. Chloe jumped while turning around and stuck her butt out towards Luna.
"How does the back look? Wet as well?" Chloe said in a upbeat voice.
"Yep, there's some wetness, not much though." Luna said casually,
Chloe wasn't upset either that she had wet her shorts, even if it was more than Luna. She looked hot in her pee stained shorts Luna thought.
"Oops, guess i really had an accident this time!" Chloe said,
It looked she was having a good time, Luna also showed her butt with wet patch to see what Chloe would say.
"Nice!"
They both started laughing at how neither seemed to care they had wet their pants.
Now that they had emptied their bladders they returned to the previous path to take some extra pictures and enjoy the scenery from up there which they hadn't really been able to as they had been so focused on their desperation.
They continued on their hike and they noticed they were starting to descend again, they were on their way down it seemed.
"Lets stop there for a pauze and a snack?" Chloe asked,
Luna agreed and they went off the path a little bit, there was a small open place between the trees with grass and a big tree that had fallen down on the ground at the side.
They took a seat on the tree trunk, with one leg thrown over it so they were sitting opposed to each other. They put their snacks they had brought in between them on the tree and started eating while chatting. Luna felt happy, she was here on a hike through the most beautiful nature she had ever seen together with her most favorite person.
Chloe suddenly started giggling, "Can i tell you a little secret?"
"Sure."
"It feels nice having wet my panties."
Luna almost spit out her food, since yesterday Chloe had become so much more open about stuff and it hadn't escaped Luna's attention.
"I totally get what you mean," Luna admitted, "You're making me jealous, i'm almost wishing i had leaked in my shorts like you did!"
"What's stopping you then? Just do it!"
"Hold up, are you telling me to pee my shorts on purpose?"
"Yes? I mean, it feels nice so why not?"
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So... soooooo sorry for the cliffhanger, this will continue (ofcourse)
But i also wan't some opinions, are people interested in the character development of Peyton and some of the other classmates? (Liv for example)
I have an idea in a small separate chapter for them, it contains wetting and of erotic stuff.
Also on a side note, we're not super far away from the end by now! Maybe 4 to 5 chapters?
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Chapter 16
Short but fun one.
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Luna was sitting with her knees spread and feet up on top of the tree trunk, this way both girls had a great view of Luna's crotch. With pounding heart she slowly relaxed her bladder.
She felt a few drops going in her panties dampening them further, that wasn't what she was going for though. She wanted that nice wet feeling in her crotch.
Her mouth was getting dry and she was fidgeting with the water bottle in her hand. She continued relaxing her bladder and could feel her pee about to come out, she knew this was gonna be visible to anyone who would get a clear view of her crotch. This thought only added to her already arousal.
With a soft moan she let her pee dribble into her panties.
A little wet spot appeared on her crotch that slowly expanded, after a few seconds she could feel the warmth start to collect around her pussy and stopped her flow, the warmth slowly faded as her pee got absorbed in the fabric of her shorts. They both watched how the wet patch was slowly expanding over Luna's crotch and went a little bit down to her butt reaching the previous dampness on the back of her shorts where it stopped.
Chloe had successfully convinced Luna to wet her shorts so she would have a wet patch like her.
Secretly Luna loved that Chloe had tried to convince her, how could she said no to something like that?
She couldn't believe she had just wet her shorts on purpose though, while they still have to make it back to the ship while walking through the town.
She wasn't sure if it would dry enough in time by the time they got back although they still had their back up set of shorts and panties in their back pack but still, where would they even change?
Worries for later!
They were having a great time with their little game.
"Nice! That wet patch is about as big as mine i think." Chloe said in an upbeat voice.
Luna disagreed, "I think my patch is a bit bigger actually!"
Chloe had also set her feet on the tree trunk with knees spread, they were comparing the wet patch on each others crotch.
"See! Mine is slightly bigger plus i have a wet patch on my butt as well!" Luna said confidently,
.....
"Mine is bigger!" Chloe said after a pause.
Hold up, the wet patch on Chloe's crotch started glistening and grew a bit bigger.
"Cheater! You're cheating!" Luna teased while laughing, "You just peed more!"
Both girls couldn't stop laughing over their silly contest, they felt cheerful on this little trip together.
When they were finally done giggling their eyes met, after a pause they scooted closer to each other and leaned in and started kissing, until suddenly while still kissing Chloe started giggling again.
"My patch is still bigger though." Chloe said while failing to contain her laughter.
Luna jokingly threw her now empty water bottle at her.
She loved how her girlfriend was teasing her.
Luna shouted, barely able to contain her laughter, "You're just trying to make me wet my shorts aren't you?!"
"Noooo!! ...ok maybe." Chloe said with a mischievous grin.
They continued goofing around while finishing their snacks. When they were finally done they got up and left to continue on their hike.
Luna was enjoying the wetness she felt between her thighs, with how warm the weather was it should dry enough that it would become less visible, but it was too much to dry completely though.
Neither of the girls were too worried about it.
They continued on their walk while it continued to go more downwards, there was less rocky cliffs and more forests the more they descend. As well as another river with a beautiful waterfall.
This had an effect on their bladder however as they were already walking quite a while since the last time they had emptied their bladders. There wasn't really any cover where they were at so they continued walking, they weren't desperate yet.
Just as the pressure on their bladder started to become uncomfortable they found a little shed with a picnic table inside, luckily there was plenty of cover behind it to squat.
"You could still win from me if you go in your shorts." Chloe said teasingly,
Luna countered, "So you're trying to make me pee my shorts again huh?"
"Oh no absolutely not!" Chloe said sarcastically, "i'm just gonna say another perk of simply peeing in your shorts is that you don't even need cover!" Chloe said grinning. "No need to squat either, relax and let it flow where ever you're standing! Just pointing out the benefits, that's all!"
They both we're laughing again, Luna even contemplated it.
She knew she would love to let it flow and she was pretty sure Chloe would do as well if she did. But still...
Even though they hadn't seen any people for a while it would be really embarrassing if someone would see.
Because of the hot weather right now both their shorts had dried quite a bit already and the patch had faded a lot.
"I want to do it actually... but i'm scared of people seeing me in soaked shorts." Luna said in honesty,
Chloe admitted, "I know, i'm just teasing you. But to be honest i feel the same, i want to let go in my shorts."
And then she added mischievously, "Actually, if you do it i promise i will do it as well."
Luna was overthinking this... the prospect of seeing Chloe soak her shorts was tempting but as per usual she chickened out.
Luna went first behind the shed while Chloe kept lookout and sat on top of the side of the picnic table having a good view of the trail, as Luna walked behind the shed Chloe jokingly let out a boo.
She couldn't put the thought out of her mind of seeing Chloe soak her shorts, she wanted to see her do it. But the thought of wetting her own shorts in public scared her.
She squatted down and ran her hand over her damp crotch while overthinking the situation.
The very same thing that she was scared of also made her more aroused.
Slowly she started to relax her bladder muscles while still running her hand over her damp crotch and shorts.
At the very last second before her pee came out she yanked her shorts and panties out of the way. Letting her stream hit the ground, she couldn't further pee her shorts, too afraid people would see.
In her aroused state she ran her hands over her peeing pussy and through her own stream, as a result she could feel wetness going down into her shorts.
People would see the wet patch but... in her aroused state of mind a revelation suddenly formed in her head, why does she actually care if people see?
The people in town are all strangers and after today she will never see them again.
Luna succumbed to her arousal and changed her mind, while holding her breath she let go of her panties and shorts letting them snap back in place letting her full stream go into her pants.
Immediately she felt that familiar warmth spread around engulfing her pussy in warm wetness.
She was running her hand over her crotch and loved how she could feel the wetness soaking through the fabric of her shorts.
Because she was squatting she could feel her pee cascade down her butt and forming a puddle on the ground underneath her.
While now moving her hand down to her butt she could feel her pee soak through her shorts and through her fingers, engulfing her butt in a lovely warm wet glow.
She was loving this and any doubt had left her mind as she happily let go and emptied the rest of her bladder into her shorts.
Realizing she was properly pissing her shorts and there was no way of going back, she felt ecstatic about it.
Her stream finally subsided and she let out the last few drops.
Still shaking she stood up with still dripping shorts, she loved how her soaked shorts and panties were clinging to her skin, droplets where going down her legs as well as she walked back to Chloe.
"Guess i changed my mind, i couldn't resist letting go in my shorts." Luna said sheepishly,
Luna felt like she should be panicking already, she didn't even though she fully soaked her shorts after all.
And while she expected Chloe to at least have a somewhat surprised expression but she was wrong.
"Nice!!" Chloe blurted out with an instant smile,
Luna walked up close to Chloe and showed off her soaked shorts, she turned around and stuck out her butt showing the big wet patch.
Somewhat being caught off guard she felt Chloe her hand caressing her wet butt, but definitely not unwanted while her arousal spiked once again. She turned around to face Chloe.
Chloe blurted out, "Um s-sorry, i couldn't resi..."
Luna had already started kissing her and cut off her sentence, she pressed her body against Chloe's and pulled her in an intimate hug while she was still sitting on the edge of the table.
To her delight Luna felt how Chloe her hands continued to caress her wet butt while making out.
Everything that was happening was making her horny but what happened next was gonna turn her on so much more, while suddenly Chloe stopped the kiss, with their lips still touching,
"I'm gonna piss my shorts." Chloe whispered,
Luna took a step back, she wanted to see this.
Chloe shifted a bit forward so her crotch was leaning over the edge of the table while leaning back with her hands behind her on the table.
She spread her legs wide and looked into Luna's eyes before without any hesitation releasing her bladder fully while she let a small moan escape.
Luna adored how she saw a new wet spot appear on Chloe's crotch which quickly started glistening with pee, spreading over her crotch as well as downward.
To her delight she could hear the hissing start while drops that turned into streams were falling down from under the table as well as out of her shorts legs.
The sounds of pee splattering below the table combined with the sight of her girlfriend fully wetting her shorts right in front of her Luna was getting immensely turned on and she couldn't help herself anymore.
Luna closed the distance to Chloe and reached out with her hand.
She could feel Chloe's warm pee flowing through her fingers while she was rubbing her girlfriends crotch that was getting more soaked with every passing second.
They started to make out again while Chloe started letting out small moans.
Luna could feel electricity coursing through her when Chloe started to rub her crotch as well.
Meanwhile Luna could feel Chloe's stream slow down and subside in her hand, they kept rubbing each others now soaked crotches while both letting out small moans, that and the dripping of Chloe's pee soaked shorts into the big puddle that was underneath the picnic table was the only sounds the girls could hear.
Luna was massively turned on and she didn't want to stop, actually she wanted even more, she wanted to do Chloe right then and there.
Suddenly they could hear voices in the distance...
They both jumped up spooked, they were about to bolt away and look for cover when they suddenly recognized the voices.
They peeked around the corner of the shed and they saw it was Vicky and Selena, no sign of Liv though?
On second glance both of them had clearly wet their shorts as well.
Both girls jumped up in shock when they saw someone was in the shed.
"Oh shit you scared me!" Vicky blurted out, "I didn't realize it was you guys!"
Both Chloe and Luna quickly said sorry while stepping out of the shed.
With a glance at Chloe, Luna realized they were both still red in their face while panting and breathing heavily from what had just happened between them.
"What where you guys doing?" Selena asked wile squinting her eyes in suspicion.
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Short, but spicy!
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Chapter 17
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"What were you guys doing?" Selena asked while squinting her eyes in suspicion.
Luna and Chloe answered at the same time,
Luna: "Pee break!"
Chloe: "Just chilling!"
Oh wow they sucked at this, both Liv and Selena were looking at them with a suspicious look on their face.
"So our trails must have merged at some point." Luna tried to change the subject,
"So were you just chilling during the pee break and decide to wet your pants or?" Vicky wondered out loud while ignoring Luna,
Chloe quickly followed up asking, "Where's Liv actually?"
Succes, Chloe had more luck changing the subject.
"So quite funny actually, Liv was opening up about how our teacher, Mr. Davis didn't feel like it was apropriate of him what happened last night between the two of them. Understandably so but that means Liv got somewhat dumped i guess." Vicky explained.
"But guess who we came across on a different trail, Mr. Davis! It was a bit awkward but we talked and told him he shouldn't be so worried about the two of them hanging out together so we might have pushed Liv a little bit to go with him," Selena said upbeat, "So now they're enjoying their afternoon together, nice right?!"
Luna and Chloe agreed, they knew Liv really wanted to be with Mr. Davis after all.
"So seriously now, what were you guys actually doing?" Vicky asked again.
"How come you guys have wet your shorts actually?" Luna countered with another question.
Luna found it funny how all four of them were standing in wet shorts and that wasn't so far out of the ordinary anymore, the cruise had completely shifted their perspective of how it was acceptable for someone to wet their pants. Her last question was more of a succes and finally managed to adjust the topic away of why she and Chloe were all hot and bothered coming out of the shed.
"Well... no point in hiding it anymore, we were getting pretty careless when we needed to pee and it didn't take long until we both had some wet patches on the back of our shorts." Selena explained.
"Oh yea something similar happened to us actually. Although i did have a small accident at some point." Chloe added nonchalantly. "If i had wet my shorts like that before the cruise happened i would've been mortified."
"With this warm weather it doesn't feel that bad, Vicky must have thought the same as she just completely peed in her shorts earlier!" Selena said while Vicky just shrugged.
"You followed right after though!" Vicky added,
Great, admitting they had also been nonchalant about peeing their shorts and even had an accident is way less embarrassing than their make out session between them. Luna felt her red face was mostly gone by now.
Meanwhile Luna felt like they were becoming closer friends with Vicky and Selena on this cruise and on the other hand she was still curious about Vicky, she remembered how she had blatantly wet herself back on the train, even back then she didn't seem to care all that much and was the first one to wet her pants on purpose. It seemed Vicky wasn't bothered by it since the beginning already.
Both Vicky and Selena had a bit of a mischievous smile on their face, "Fine, keep your little secret then, whatever you were doing in that shed!" Selena said while pouting,
Oof, they got away with it, the situation cooled down and they continued on their walk together now. Apparently Selena and Vicky also had a plan for their wet shorts later on but didn't share it yet.
They continued their hike, continuously declining down the mountain while enjoying nature and the warm weather, which was causing a nice warm wind.
Luna noticed it felt quite nice in combination with her soggy shorts.
Embarrassment and fear of getting caught in clearly peed shorts should be worrisome right now, but neither of the girls did. They just enjoyed their afternoon like this.
"How come you didn't seem to care to wet your leggings back in the train?" Luna finally asked,
Chloe added, "Oh yea about that, you just blatantly let it go, what was up with that?"
"Well..." Vicky started, "If i told you guys i would need to kill you."
...
"Very funny."
"hehe just joking, i guess i can tell you now that we're all regularly wetting our pants." Vicky said.
While walking Vicky told a story from when she was younger.
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Vicky was in the back of the car while they were coming back from visiting family. It was quite a long drive for them so it wasn't an all too frequent visit.
"If traffic isn't too bad we can still be on time for our favorite show to start." Vicky's dad said,
"I was hoping we would make a stop at the next gas station, i really need to pee." Vicky said,
"It's not too far anymore, you think you can hold it? If we stop now we're gonna be late." Mom said,
Vicky confirmed, "It's ok i can hold it."
She went back to playing her game on her handheld device.
They passed the gas station a little later and Vicky was actually wondering if she maybe had overestimated her bladder, she'll be fine she thought.
"Oh come on! There's a traffic jam, we're gonna miss our show!" Her dad said angrily,
The traffic indeed started to slow down, eventually coming to a complete stop.
Her bladder started to feel uncomfortable after a while and they were still stuck in the traffic jam.
"How much longer? I really need to pee." Vicky said,
"Well it really depends on the traffic, i'll make an extra stop if we find another gas station or something." Her dad reassured her.
Vicky looked up from her game and checked out the traffic jam in front of them. As far as she could see there were cars moving slowly along the freeway.
This wasn't gonna be cleared anytime soon. She kept holding while she continued to play the game but she was getting squirmish and was having a hard time focusing on the game.
The boss she was fighting had killed her two times already while he wasn't even that hard.
If she could just pee she could focus back on her game and beat that annoying boss.
After a while she looked up again from her game to see the traffic jam hadn't gotten any better.
Vicky actually wasn't to worried about not making it in time, she was pretty sure she could hold it long enough anyway but her bladder was simply feeling uncomfortable.
With one more glance at the traffic jam she had made her decision, she shifted her posture so she was sitting up straight instead of slouching and put her video game on pause.
She slowly relaxed her bladder muscles until a spurt of pee went in her panties, it felt nice but it wasn't much so she quickly let out another bigger spurt.
Her pee soaked into her panties, she always enjoyed this feeling of wetness in her panties.
She spread her legs a bit to inspect her jeans and not surprisingly there was a small wet patch on her crotch.
Just releasing a little already felt nice, but she wanted to feel that warm wet glow in her crotch that she loved so much...
The wet patch on her crotch started expanding, while glistening with pee it started to spread downwards. Without hesitating she had relaxed and let her pee stream in her panties, welcoming the warmth that was spreading in her crotch and going down pooling around her butt.
She could even see her pee pooling between her legs now, damn she really needed that relief.
Without a worry and a very faint hissing sound that was barely audible she continued relieving her entire bladder into her pants and car seat.
She was calmly observing how the wet patch was slowly expanding over her entire crotch and creeping up under her legs as well, her pants were getting completely soaked.
After peeing for what must have been at least a full minute she could feel her bladder was getting empty and her stream subsided. Damn that felt good, she really had to pee bad and the relieve she just felt was amazing. She enjoyed the wet warmth she was sitting in while she could feel her pee slowly soak into the car seat.
Vicky unpaused her game and not to her surprise, now that she could properly focus she managed to beat the boss fairly easy.
She wasn't bothered one bit that she had wet her pants, she happily continued to play her game while sitting in soaked pants.
A couple of minutes later her dad spoke up.
"Traffic jam is opening up, it was a car accident apparantly. Ok looking at the sign there's a stop not much longer now, i'll stop there so you can pee ok?" Her dad said,
"I don't need to pee anymore." Vicky said casually.
Her mother glanced to the back and saw her daughter's soaked jeans and car seat.
"Oh sweety did you have an accident?" Her mom asked surprised,
"No," Vicky answered, "I let go on purpose when my bladder felt uncomfortable, sorry."
"hhm? She did what? I didn't hear." Her dad asked while turning down the radio,
Her mom answered, "She peed her pants on purpose."
"Oh, so you went in your pants?" Her dad said, "That's ok, then i don't have to stop anymore, don't forget to clean up the car seat when we get home ok?"
Vicky reassuringly said, "No problem!"
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"Hold up!" Luna almost shouted, "You're saying you just said fuck it and peed in your pants, and your parents were ok with that?!"
"Yea pretty much, it's a habit in the family, it's not frowned upon when someone decides to wet themselves." Vicky shrugged when explaining her very not normal family habit.
"But what about the car seat?!" Chloe asked with a confused expression on her face.
Vicky shrugged again, "It was an old car with leather seats, when we got home i dried off the seats and then cleaned it with a cleaning product my mom always gave me and let it air. Well ok by the time we got rid of the car it did have a bit of a pee smell from all the times i wet myself on the backseat."
"You did it multiple times?!" Luna couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"I did on occasions yea." Vicky calmly explained. "Oh i also often wet my bed when i didn't want to get up in the middle of the night, expecially in winter when it was cold."
Luna and Chloe were speechless.
Vicky continued, "Oh i also wet my bed everytime i watched a scary movie, i was afraid the monsters were gonna get me when i got out of bed to go to the toilet. So i stayed in my comfy bed when i had to pee."
"Oh yea during things like christmas we had the tradition we would also simply wet our pants, so i would wake up in the morning of christmas and wet my pajamas and bed. By the time we had eaten breakfast and opened the presents i would wet my pants again." Vicky explained this with a warm smile on her face while she was recollecting fond memories. "Often i would even wet my fresh pajamas in the living room before getting in bed."
Luna and Chloe were walking with their mouths agape, Selena didn't seem shocked at all so it seems she knew about this already, they two were good friends after all.
"Ok no wonder why you weren't bothered by it." Luna said,
"In fact, when that video was playing in the train i was even more hyped for the cruise." Vicky admitted.
Luna was jealous, first off she had always felt weird for her interest in wetting, and second she was pretty sure her parents wouldn't have been ok with it if she did wet herself on purpose.
Vicky casually added, "It's a little bit silly to be honest, how people are so against the idea of peeing in your pants."
She stopped walking while she said it and without hesitating she started peeing, rewetting her shorts and making a puddle in the middle of the trail.
The others stopped now as well and watched as Vicky was relieving herself in her shorts as if it was a normal thing to do.
Hearing this story and how in Vicky's family it was normal to pee in your pants when you felt like it, Luna felt like doing the same thing and pee her shorts, she needed to pee again anyway.
Before she even completed her thought Selena was already wetting her own shorts as her crotch was getting a new wet patch that was quickly spreading with drops falling on the ground.
With seeing how they were so casual about wetting their shorts Luna stopped hesitating.
She spread her feet apart and happily relaxed her bladder, welcoming the warm pee that streamed into her shorts and unto the ground. Not to her surprise Chloe was doing the same when she saw her pee streaming down from her shorts.
When they were all done peeing they continued their walk as if nothing had happened, although first Chloe had shaken her butt to get the last drops of her shorts to great laughter from the rest.
Luna was in heaven.
After a few more minutes of walking Selena pointed out "their plan".
There was a small river that crossed their trail with a little bridge going over it, Vicky and Selena kicked of their shoes, took off their socks and now Luna caught on to their plan.
Luna and Chloe followed and all four of them waded into the river, the water was cold but it was refreshing in these hot temperatures.
By the time they waded out of the water they had all crouched deep enough to soak their shorts entirely, nobody that would look at them would know they had peed their pants!
"We can change into dry clothes when we find a more secluded spot, in this warm weather it's not too bad to have soggy shorts anyway.
They carried on on their trip, taking pictures and enjoying the views. After a while they took a break and they found a really big rock big enough for all four to sit on. By now they couldn't be much further from the foot of the mountain though. Meanwhile Luna felt the need to pee had come back as well.
Well, her shorts were still soggy anyway, more wetness wouldn't really matter right?
Also the others would wet themselves as well probably, better ask to see what the others think.
"I need to pee again." Luna started while finishing her last water bottle.
"Same" The others said.
A few seconds later Luna could see a trail of what must be pee running down from the rock, it was coming from Vicky. She had her knees upwards and her crotch and butt was glistening from wetness as she was nonchalantly peeing in her shorts.
Luna didn't overthink it any further and just let go where she was sitting.
She loved this trip, and this cruise... and Chloe. She relished the feeling of her wet shorts warming up once more as she was peeing in them without a worry.
While she was emptying her bladder in her shorts she noticed Chloe and Selena were doing the same, four almost identical streams of pee were running down the side of the rock.
With this shared habit they were definitely becoming better friends with Vicky and Selena she thought.
They continued on their hike and while passing by other people none of them had any idea they had wet their shorts multiple times today. Eventually they came to the end of the path which was a little bit further from where they started, and they were happy to see there were public toilets here. Pretty clean as well surprisingly!
They all went inside to change into their spare clothes.
Luna was getting out her clothing to change into, when she realized it was a good moment to empty her bladder again even though she didn't really need to pee yet. Still wearing her soggy shorts she didn't see a reason to take them off so she just sat on the toilet with her shorts still on and released her pee. Suddenly she heard Chloe from the stall next to her.
"Are you guys also just peeing through your shorts?" Chloe asked, echoeing through the room.
"Yep" They all answered simulteanously, followed by loud laughter as they realized they were all thinking the same thing.
Once they were all ready and dressed they carried on into the town, they all agreed they were thirsty like crazy, even though they had been drinking tons of water all day but the combination of the drug, heat and being active was really making them crave for a good drink.
When they noticed an empty table outside of a small local café they quickly decided to get a drink here, the table was right next to a little wall that separated them from the river streaming below them. It was a beautiful view!
They all ordered their drinks and when they got them they immediatly ordered a fresh round as they were thirsty like crazy. They chatted and shared the things they had seen on their hikes while Luna and Chloe were trying their best to not bring up the shed.
Luna was still somewhat embarrassed about what had happened when she was alone with Chloe in the shed, she knew she definitely had liked it though but that didn't help her embarrassment. She had gotten really turned on in the moment and felt like there was a bit of a seal that had been broken between her and Chloe, actually she was starting to look forward to the next time something between them would happen. Maybe even... sex? She blushed heavily just thinking about it.
When their eyes met she could see a smile instantly forming on Chloe's face, although a second later she realized she was also smiling like an idiot. Was she thinking the same thing right now?
They leaned in and kissed, Luna felt pretty comfortable kissing her in public by now she realized. She was loving the evolution in their relationship lately. Also Vicky and Selena didn't seem to be bothered by it either as they started a conversation on a new topic.
"Did you guys see what happened at the north pole? With the scientists they found dead." Selena said,
"Oh yea i read that." Luna said,
They quickly explained the news article to Vicky and Chloe as well who hadn't read it previously.
"They're making a pretty big deal out of it, they still don't know what caused it but they put the entire area in quarantaine as well as all the people that came in contact with the area." Selena further explained.
"So it's some sort of disease or what?" Chloe pondered out loud,
Vicky added, "I did hear that under the many layers of ice that has been frozen for such a long time, that it could hide prehistoric diseases... quite scary if you think about it."
While they were discussing their current topic and enjoying their drinks they all were completely oblivious to the person who was quickly walking up to their table now.
Luna her phone was laying in front of her on the table when suddenly out of nowhere someone yanked it away. All four of them shot up in surprise and only now saw who was standing right next to their table.
Caitlyn sneered at Luna, "You didn't think i would let you get away with what you did yesterday right?"
Before anyone could react Caitlyn had already made a small leap and threw Luna's phone as far as she could towards the river. There was nothing Luna could do as it felt like she could see her phone soar through the sky in slow motion. She could see how it flew in an arc and kept falling to eventually drop down with a loud plunge into the river.
Even though the phone was old and had a cracked screen it was still her phone... knowing it wasn't waterproof either so it's definitely dead...
Chloe shot up and just as she was ready to jump on Caitlyn the others stopped her, they couldn't just make a scene like that with all the other people around them, plus a bit further they saw Caitlyn's little group of friends, it seemed they were almost hoping Luna and her group would try something in response so they could escalate the situation further.
Caitlyn walked backwards away from them with both hands flipping them off.
How can one person be so obnoxious Luna thought.
"Leave her, she's not worth it." Luna said,
Chloe was furious, "I'm gonna destroy that witch once and for all, let me go!"
Chloe was completely different than yesterday night where she seemed frail and scared, now that Luna was the target of Caitlyn's bullying it looked like she wanted to end her right then and there.
They finally managed to calm down Chloe once Caitlyn was gone.
"But... she destroyed your phone." Chloe said angrily,
Luna calmed down Chloe, "It's an old phone, i was saving for a new one anyway as mine was kinda old, had a cracked screen and the battery was kinda dying anyway. It's not a big deal."
"I'll make it up to you though." Chloe promised,
Luna responded surprised, "Make up for what? I decided to throw her in the pool not you, something i still don't regret mind you!"
They laughed over this, although all was well the mood had been killed so they decided to leave. Their drinks were near empty anyway so they quickly finished them and they went on their way. Sadly Luna without her smartphone, but she didn't want to show how upset she was over it so Chloe wouldn't feel bad about it as much.
When they were walking through the town on their way to the restaurant they had picked out earlier, Chloe suddenly pointed out a shop where they were selling smartphones, she quickly dragged in Luna. It was pointless as she couldn't waste money on a new smartphone right now.
After looking at the new models and explaining what her plan was to Chloe, which was to buy a new one back at home and get a new sim card, she went outside and joined Vicky and Selena who were sitting outside on a bench.
"Where's your girlfriend?" Selena asked,
First, it was funny now that she heard someone refer to Chloe as her girlfriend, she kind of liked that though.
Second, she actually thought Chloe was following her outside but she was apparently wrong.
A bit later Chloe came out the shop, with a bag in her hand?
"Here, a gift for you. Now we're even!" Chloe said with her trademark smile.
"Hold on... you didn't!" Luna said shocked, "You shouldn't have, i'll repay you when we get home!"
"Haha you don't have to repay me, else we wouldn't be even right?" Chloe said serious,
Luna opened the bag to see what she had actually bought for her, she became even more shocked. In the bag was a new sim card and a brand new flagship smartphone, this was crazy expensive and way over Luna's budget!
"I can't accept this! I can't repay you for this!" Luna said worried,
Luna had always felt a bit insecure about the wealth difference between her and Chloe, she didn't have the kind of money to spend on smartphones like these, normally she would use the old phones from her parents or buy one of the cheapest ones. How was she ever gonna repay her...
"You don't repay it silly, we're even!" Chloe said dead serious, "For throwing Caitlyn in the pool!"
Chloe embraced Luna, leaned in and whispered once again it's fine, and then kissed her before she could reject.
"Oh god you two... so cheesy but... so cute." Selena said while she and Vicky were laughing over this scene.
Luna finally gave in, she had never had a piece of tech this advanced and modern before, she felt extremely grateful as it was exactly the model and color she actually wanted, she remembered they had talked about smartphones before and had named her favorite one, even though she had never intended to actually buy it as it was crazy expensive.
To her surprise Chloe had remembered all those details of her favorite smartphone she had named back then.
With her new smartphone still in the bag in her one hand and Chloe's hand in the other they carried on towards the restaurant now.
Once they arrived at the restaurant they gladly took their seats, they had an outdoor table with a nice view as well, it was lovely in this weather.
They had ordered their food and while waiting Luna started taking out her new smartphone, it felt crazy that this was hers. Once again she asked Chloe if she was serious about just giving it to her.
"Absolutely, also this one is waterproof. It's actually quite useful for..." Chloe now started whispering so people on other tables couldn't hear it, "When you wet your pants it doesn't matter if the phone gets wet."
They all laughed about Chloe's explanation how waterproof was really beneficial for their new habits lately.
Luckily she had cloud back up installed on her old phone, she installed her new one and all of her pictures and other stuff were getting imported, she hadn't lost anything in the end.
After a while their food arrived and they made short work of it, hiking on the mountain had made them all really hungry and the food was amazing. They enjoyed each others company and were having some more drinks after their food was done. Even though the sun was slowly going down it was still a nice temperature outside.
"Lets pay and head back to the ship shall we?" Selena said,
Everyone agreed, while Luna also thought it would be in their best interest to go to the toilet right before they left. After all, the ship was about a 30 minute walk.
Although in reality, with everything that had happened yesterday at the party and today during the hike... she had freely wet herself during the party. Today she had wet her shorts several times. The story of Vicky and how she and her family finds it normal to deliberately wet your pants once in a while.
All of it accumulated in her thoughts.
Luna really didn't feel like going to the toilet, she would rather wet her shorts on the walk back, even though she didn't have any spare clothes with her.
Is it really such a big deal to people if she would walk around in pissed shorts? She wondered.
They got the cheque and paid, meanwhile Luna was still overthinking things. She hadn't been to the toilet since before dinner, and neither did the others, she wasn't bursting yet but she already felt some pressure in her bladder. The others must be in a similar state.
Suddenly Selena mentioned how they should probably go to the toilet before they left as it's still quite a walk to the ship. Nobody really reacted though.
After a few seconds Vicky casually said, "I feel like skipping the toilet and just piss my shorts on the way back, i don't care if people see it, i'm on vacation!"
Luna could almost jump of joy when she heard Vicky say that, it sounded like a joke but she knew she was serious. There were still people sitting on other tables and she wondered if someone had heard her say that, at the same time she was getting anxious of the thought of leaving without going to the toilet, knowing full well they would never make it to the ship without having to pee.
That exact same thought was also making her eager to leave without going to the toilet knowing full well she would wet her shorts. But what did the others think?
No, stop overthinking it and speak up Luna!
"Good idea, i wanted to test if my phone is actually water proof, or pee proof in this case i guess." Luna said while winking to Chloe.
After a short pause Chloe spoke up, "Holy shit you guys are actually serious?"
"Well that's daring." Selena said,
Both Chloe and Selena confirmed, "Alright lets go then!"
They all got up from their seats and made their way to the exit.
Luna's hands were clammy, she was fidgeting with her new phone in her hand. By leaving the restaurant they were actively skipping the toilet and were walking away from it, knowing full well what that meant.
She could feel her heartbeat already increasing in just the thought of it, they made their way on to the street and leaving towards the pier. The walk consisted of a few more streets with houses but after that it was more of open streets until they would arrive at the pier.
They were actually doing this, unless someone changed their mind now. For sure Luna knew she was never gonna make it as her bladder was already pretty full. There was also no cover as far as she could remember to really squat and pee. She was wearing dark blue tight jeans shorts that were knee length, if she peed in these it would be visible... Although it was slowly getting dark outside which would make it a lot harder to see, that at least will help cover her wet pants a little bit.
Chloe was wearing sexy short jeans shorts but regular blue, would be visible but the wet patch wouldn't be too big.
Vicky was wearing faded jeans shorts that came just under her knees, that would definitely be visible.
Selena was wearing blue lose sport shorts. That would definitely be visible as well.
Oh she was looking forward to this walk.
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Great... i messed up that bitches phone, that'll teach her. Caitlyn had gotten her revenge.
But why is it that she didn't feel any better, she still had a lump in her throat thinking about it.
When she had seen them kiss each other she had lost it. That meant that bitch whatever her name was did end up becoming Chloe's girlfriend and she couldn't have that.
Her parents were very religious and so was her upbringing. When Chloe had confessed her feelings to her all those years ago she realized she had similar feelings for her... Of course that wasn't at all acceptable, so she tried to ignore her feelings and tried to push Chloe away instead.
She had then by accident blurted out to one of her friends what had happened between them and word spread very fast around the school. What happened after that is something she hated herself for. Chloe got bullied and she had joined in, further pushing her feelings for her away.
Now seeing Chloe kiss someone, the person that had thrown her into the pool nonetheless. She realized she had completely and utterly fucked things up, bad enough that she can never take it back.
Caitlyn kept on walking trying her best to hold back tears.
"Hey Cait, what's up? You don't look well." One of her friends asked
"I'm fine, leave me alone." Caitlyn sneered back.
Caitlyn felt confused, she had been for years whenever she thought of Chloe this way. She wanted to be with her like Luna is... But she knew very well that wasn't acceptable, and even if it was she didn't deserve her after everything she had done to her... |
Chapter 18.
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They had left the restaurant and now all sorts of emotions and thoughts where rushing through Luna's mind.
While leaving they had consciously decided to skip their toilet break while accepting all oncoming consequences.
They were strolling through the town while sometimes stopping to check out some shop's window, not that it really mattered as they had all closed by now.
Meanwhile Luna was checking out her new phone, it was so responsive compared to her old one that sometimes would stutter or even freeze. But not the new one, it was super quick.
She loved it already. She was fooling around with it while taking pictures of their group, comparing the new photos with the ones from her old phone and she was very impressed with the quality improvement.
It seemed the others weren't in a hurry either, not at all worried about the effect that the drug had on their bladders, which meant soon they were gonna have to pee, if they don't already need to... were they gonna let go in their pants? Or try to hold? Or maybe they'll change their mind and look for a toilet... But everything seemed closed by now so that wasn't an option even if they wanted to.
Talking about bladders filling up, Luna's bladder was already bursting, she really needed to pee.
Walking through the streets of the town she was wondering how long she was even be able to hold it.
Was she gonna hold it for as long as possible and end up having a real accident?
Or give in and just let it flow down her jeans shorts?
Letting out leaks and spurts wetting her pants slowly was also an option.
One thing she was sure of, she was dying of anticipation for the moment she was gonna wet her shorts.
Vicky and Selena were walking up front while Luna was behind with Chloe.
Luna had started fidgeting with her phone, sometimes unlocking her screen to browse through some app to lock it again and continue fidgeting with it.
She had convinced herself as much as possible that it's not a big deal that random strangers will see her wet pants, and after all after getting back on the ship she would never set foot in this town ever again so even if people saw her in wet pants... it literally didn't matter. On the other hand, the idea of wetting her pants in public was arousing her like crazy!
The sun was slowly setting, by the time they would arrive at the ship it would probably be getting dark outside, meaning their wet pants won't be as obvious.
Cars were passing by once in a while, at one of the houses they were walking by there were people sitting in their frontyard and here and there they passed by other people that were out walking. If she would wet her pants now people would definitely see!
Luna was still fidgeting with her phone, knowing this drug she was probably minutes away from wetting herself, which seemed inevitable at this point.
They got to an intersection and waited a few seconds for the light to turn green so they could cross. Luna wasn't sure what exactly had given it away, but Vicky seemed to tense up for a few seconds, was it the blank stare or rather the fact she had spread her feet just ever so slightly more apart than usual?
Followed by giggling from Vicky and Selena as the light turned green and they started crossing.
"Did you just pee?" Luna asked while chuckling.
"A little bit, my panties got a little wet." Vicky said in a down to earth manner. "It's not like it's visible on my pants."
In the middle of crossing the street with cars waiting for them to pass Vicky paused, leaned a little bit on one foot, tensed up and let out a small moan.
"hhm, Ok now it's gonna show a wet patch." Vicky said casually,
"Oh yea that's visible now." Selena remarked,
They all giggled at what Vicky had just done, her casual demeanor making it even better.
Immediatly after they were done giggling and had crossed the intersection, it was Selena who paused, announced she was gonna release some pressure from her own bladder, leaned a bit on one foot as well and tensed up.
Luna could see how a few droplets fell from her shorts leg, she loved how casual they were acting about it.
Luna felt a spasm go through her own bladder and decided in the moment she wanted to release some pressure as well, on a whim she relaxed her bladder and pushed, forcing a long spurt of pee out and letting it hit the inside of her panties. She enjoyed the feeling of soaking her panties with pee, even though she had been a bit careless and realized she had probably let out more than initially intended when she could feel the wetness spread in her panties. The thrill of letting pee go in her panties in the middle of the street with people around was making her feel euphoric!
Oh well, there's probably a visible wet spot she thought, she didn't mind, her panties felt nice and wet. Constantly reminding her of what she had done.
While continuing their walk Luna checked her crotch, yep there was a small wet patch on her jeans shorts. Actually she wanted to let some more out so she paused her walk for just a little bit and let out another spurt into her panties. Oh she was enjoying this more and more.
Knowing that the wet patch on her shorts was spreading further with each spurt was only adding to her arousal.
She couldn't help it, she relaxed and let out another spurt in her panties while walking, adding more wetness in her shorts. Chloe had noticed now.
"Haha Luna is also peeing." Chloe said carefree. "Am i the only one with dry panties now?"
"Oh yea that's a nice wet patch!" Vicky pointed out to Luna's crotch, "Just let some go in your pants Chloe, no need to be shy about it."
Oh god Luna loved how casual everyone was acting about this, but as Vicky said it she turned around facing the others and they all paused again, Vicky parted her feet and rested her hands on her knees while slightly bending forward and through her knees.
Random strangers seeing this would probably be confused at what she was doing but Luna and the others knew very well what she was about to do.
There was a visible but small wet spot on her crotch from her earlier spurts, the wet spot on her jeans was a deep blue which was contrasting with the normal faded blue color.
Quickly the wet patch started to spread.
Her crotch started to glisten with wetness as Luna realized she was letting out more than just a spurt. The wet patch spread around her crotch while a single streak was going down the inside of her thigh.
Vicky finally let out a small moan as she jumped up slamming her feet back togheter.
"Oohhh that felt nice!" Vicky chuckled.
Vicky was showing off her wet patch without any shame, a large deep blue stain was clearly visible on her faded jeans shorts.
Turning around now to show her butt, which had a obvious wet patch as well, surprisingly it had crept that high up her butt, it probably was because she was wearing tight fitting jeans.
"Nice!"
The others reacted and praised her as if she had accomplished some sort of achievement.
Vicky didn't seem to be bothered at all at how visible it was. In fact, as they started walking again someone passed by them from behind on a bicycle. It was obvious the guy did a double take looking at Vicky, he probably had seen the whole scene and was wondering why she had pissed her pants seemingly on purpose.
They all laughed at the funny reaction of the guy, he must've been so confused at what he had seen.
They continued their walk joking and laughing while a bit further Chloe announced:
"Alright i really need to pee, i don't think i can hold any longer even if i wanted to!" Chloe said brazenly,
They were still walking when Chloe said it and Luna her attention shifted, she couldn't keep her eyes off Chloe anymore, she didn't want to miss this, meanwhile she was still fidgeting with her phone.
She wasn't paying attention to where she was walking however, and this had made her miss the little step that was on the walkway and hit her foot on it, making her lose her footing while stumbling and fumbling her phone out of her hand.
"shit shit shit" She couldn't let her phone fall on the ground, it was brand new!
Like in a cartoon she fumbled the phone more than once while stumbling over her feet until she finally managed to catch her phone... she froze in place standing on one foot, with her phone in both hands right above the ground and with a shocked expression on her face. Almost as if she was auditioning for the next Looney Tunes.
They all bursted out in laughter as the scene was just too hilarious. Vicky and Selena were wheezing while grasping their stomach.
"You're gonna make me piss myself!" Chloe shouted while laughing hysterically with tears in her eyes.
In reaction to Chloe they now all laughed even harder remembering her bladder weakpoint and what might happen now.
Chloe crouched down from laughing out loud, Luna crouched a little as well to get a better view of her butt.
"She's pissing herself!" Luna shouted, more laughter errupted,
A dark wet stain was spreading on Chloe's butt with drips starting to fall on the concrete below her, drips turned into a stream for a couple of seconds before she regained control over her bladder again.
They were all having a good laugh over this and Chloe herself had tears in her eyes, from laughing that is, after all she wasn't trying all that hard to fight her bladders weakness.
When they were finally done laughing and Chloe stood up again they all checked the damage on her jeans shorts. Of course as expected, her butt had a big wet patch while leaving a small puddle on the concrete.
Chloe tried to sound upset and serious but she couldn't hide her excitement, "You made me piss myself!"
It was clear that Chloe was having just as much fun, if not more fun with this as the others were having. Just like Vicky she didn't seem to be ashamed at all that she had just pissed herself.
Luna countered with, "You were about to pee in your pants anyway!"
"Ok, Guilty!" Chloe admitted while she showed off her wet butt, "Tell me it's not too visible?"
"Oh no, no one will notice!" Luna said with sarcasm oozing out of her mouth while laughter errupted once more.
They were all having too much fun with this, caring less and less if people saw the state their pants were in.
Once they regained their composure they carried on walking,
Luna and Chloe were holding hands now and Luna had stuffed her phone away before any other accidents could happen to it.
She thought how Chloe could probably use her her back up sweater in her back pack and tie it around her waist to hide the wet patch.
On second thought, she didn't seem to be bothered one bit that she was walking around in visibly peed pants. It also was only visible from behind as her front got spared. She decided to not even bring it up.
Good idea anyway as she looked even more sexy now with the big wet patch on her butt.
Meanwhile cars were still passing by them, surely some of them must have seen their wet pants, especially Chloe and Vicky's.
Out of nowhere Chloe suddenly said with a cocky attitude, "Pretty sure my wet patch is the biggest!"
"Oh no not this again!" Luna laughed, thinking back of earlier today when Chloe was trying to make it some sort of competition just to make Luna wet herself.
Luna snitched, "She tried that same tactic earlier on me so i would wet my shorts!"
"Sorry, but not sorry!" Chloe said with a devilish smile on her face,
They all laughed over this, Luna her stomach started to feel sore from all the laughing. They were having a great time.
Vicky pointed out, "Well i think i'm 2nd, and then it's either Luna or Selena who peed the least."
"Hold on!" Luna blurted out,
Luna stopped walking when she had quickly decided to play along with Chloe's little game. The spurts in her pants from earlier had only released some pressure, she was still bursting to pee.
Luna had made peace by now that random strangers would see her in soaked pants and she didn't want to lose to Selena anyway, she spread her feet apart in the middle of the sidewalk.
A shiver went over Luna's spine as she realized what she was about to do and relaxed her bladder.
Vicky playfully cheered, "Just let it flow girl!"
Relief washed over her as she felt that all too familiar feeling of pee streaming in her panties. She loved how she could feel the warm glow in her panties while it started to spread further.
They watched how her crotch was starting to glisten with pee while further soaking into her jeans shorts. Only when she could feel her pee was starting to spread down the insides of her thighs and some droplets were going down her legs she stopped her stream.
With pounding heart she saw how the remaining pee was getting absorbed in her shorts, a big wet patch covered her crotch and down on the inside of her thighs, she was pretty sure it reached all the way back on her butt. This was surely big enough to be visible for passersby.
She had purposefully wet her jeans shorts in the middle of the street... and had enjoyed it.
Selena said, "That must've felt good!"
"Sure did!" Luna sounded a little out of breath,
Before she could even claim her victory the wet patch on Selena's blue sport shorts started to glisten with fresh pee, drops started to fall down and go down her legs as Luna realized Selena was releasing her own stream of pee.
"Screw it, i'm just gonna let it all out." Selena said as she spread her feet apart.
No way... was she really gonna?
They could see how the drops going down her legs turned into streams, with a moan coming from Selena the hissing sound quickly started. It was clear she was emptying her bladder, her whole crotch got shiny with pee while it was spreading all over her shorts and on the inside of her thighs, pee was streaming down her shorts legs and loudly splattering on the concrete below her.
"Now that must feel good!" Vicky squeeled, "She's actually going all the way!"
Selena was standing with her mouth slightly open, expression of content and relief was plastered on her face while she was creating a puddle underneath her.
A car drove by that honked his horn, the girls waved. Selena didn't even flinch and continued emptying her bladder, still enjoying the relief.
Her stream finally subsided and she wiggled her butt to get the last drops to fall down, similar to how Chloe had done on the hike earlier.
"Damn that felt good!" Selena let out a sigh, "I can't believe i just wet my shorts out in the open though."
"It's fine, no need to be ashamed about it!" Vicky reassured her,
Selena agreed, "I'm not actually, i don't mind it anymore if people see that i wet myself."
She said that while checking the damage on her shorts, of course the front was soaked, her butt didn't get spared either this time. Overall it wasn't too bad as the wet patch wasn't much bigger than the others because her shorts were of a light fabric that didn't soak up a lot of liquid.
With recent events and joined by her friends Luna felt at ease with the idea of walking around with wet pants, her bladder was giving her a signal it still wanted release. Even her bladder seemed to agree her shorts were as good as any other place to release it's contents.
Without thinking about it she let her bladder relax and just as she was about to wet her shorts completely Chloe spook up, making her stop her pee from coming out.
"Look over there! There's a little shop over there that's still open, what's that?" Chloe pointed,
Selena chimed in, "Oh yea i remember that, we went past it earlier but it was closed back then, it kinda looked cool!"
They all stood in front of the shop's window, checking out what it had to offer.
There were all sorts of little trinkets and souvenirs. The shop had a cozy atmosphere.
"Want to go check inside?" Vicky asked seriously,
They were all in visibly peed pants by now, yet Luna didn't mind all that much, she agreed.
"Umm, gonna point out the obvious here but... We all have wet pants?" Chloe sheepishly said,
"And?" Selena and Vicky asked while pretending to be oblivious, Luna laughed at how nonchalant they were acting.
They all entered the cozy shop, an old lady was sitting behind the counter while she seemed invested in the book she was reading. She glanced up from the book to greet them and continued reading. It didn't seem she had noticed their wet shorts.
Luna felt hyper aware of her wet shorts and panties. It felt unreal to her she had deliberately wet her shorts earlier and decided to just enter a shop still in her soggy pants.
They explored further into the shop when Vicky whispered, "She didn't notice our wet pants right?"
"nope" They all whispered back. "Don't think so"
They checked out the trinkets, there were pretty dream catchers, bracelets and necklaces as well as many other types of souvenirs and gadgets but then there was something that caught Luna's eye. It was perfect she felt like, she wanted to buy this.
While she was still looking around for other stuff she got reminded that her bladder was still very much full.
They were more in the back of the shop and the elder lady behind the counter doesn't have a line of sight to her or the others. She could feel how her full bladder wanted to relax on it's own again, trying to hold her pee felt the same feeling as if she was sitting on a toilet and actively trying to hold.
She stopped trying to hold it and instead she just let her bladder relax on it's own.
Luna spread her feet a little and after a few seconds pee started to stream into her panties and she enjoyed the warmth that was caressing her pussy as she was nonchalantly wetting her pants in the middle of the shop.
"Haha your girlfriend needed to pee i think." Vicky said while standing a bit further next to Chloe,
Chloe gasped "Holy shit Luna."
Luna glanced down to see her crotch glistening with pee, her wet patch from earlier was expanding and spreading further down as well. Only when she could feel the first drops going down her legs again she stopped her stream. Not that she was scared to wet her pants further, she just didn't want to mess up the old ladies floor.
Her pants felt nice, warm and wet.
The pressure on her bladder felt better by now and she enjoyed this new sort of freedom when wetting her shorts whenever she felt like. It was super obvious what she had done as her jeans shorts were soaked by now, she didn't mind if people saw though.
"Don't forget you still need to pass by the counter when we leave." Vicky pointed out, "Although i'm not the one to say that right now."
They chuckled over Vicky's comment while she was wearing visibly peed pants, if not more visible than Luna.
"If Chloe keeps her front to the lady she won't notice it probably, the front of her shorts are still dry." Selena pointed out, "Unless you don't care that she sees you peed in your shorts."
"I don't mind." Chloe said nonchalantly, "That said, i really need to pee"
"Just let some out." Luna said in a carefree manner,
Chloe her gaze went down to her own crotch which was still dry. Seconds later a wet patch started forming on her tight jeans short shorts, it slowly expanded over her crotch.
Chloe was slowly wetting her shorts, she had also made complete peace with the fact people would see her in pissed shorts.
Some drops were running down from her legs and into her socks and shoes, only then she stopped her flow.
"That feels a bit better." Chloe said while letting out a small sigh.
When they felt like they were done browsing the shop they made their way to the counter.
Luna brazenly walked up to the counter, she had two matching bracelets in her hand.
When she got to the counter the lady looked up from her book, Luna's wet pants were hidden behind the counter she realized. She payed for the two bracelets and stepped back so Vicky could now pay for her little trinket she wanted to buy. Which meant she definitely flashed her wet shorts and Vicky probably as well.
The old lady her eyes widened and spook up, "You girls need a bathroom by any chance?"
"Nope, we're fine!" Vicky reassured her.
The old lady looked at each one of them, glanced at their pants, and after a small pause she continued.
"Alright then." The old lady shrugged, "Hold up, let me get a different one, this one is damaged."
The old lady walked to the back to get a non damaged trinket, it was then that Luna noticed.
While Vicky was standing at the counter with her back to the others waiting for the old lady to return, the small wet patch on her butt started to glisten from wetness and spread, the small streak between her thighs was expanding as well. She was peeing in her pants again.
The old lady returned, "Here you go, let me get your change."
By now Vicky's faded three-quarter jeans had pee cascading down them. The wet patch was spreading downwards and was already at knee height.
The inside and the back of her thighs were glistening with pee while some drops were falling down on her shoes and floor. After what must have been several seconds she finally seemed to have stopped her flow, her pants were soaked!
"You're too kind! Have a good evening." Vicky said while the others said goodbye as well.
They turned around and left the shop, while leaving their wet pants must've been in full view of the shopkeeper.
The old lady mumbled something and shrugged, "Weird new Tiktok trend probably, i must be getting too old."
They left the shop and continued their walk while they were all talking upbeat over what they had just done, the old lady seemed to be unfazed about the fact they all had obvious peed pants.
Luna had no worries and was simply enjoying herself while a breeze was caressing her legs, reminding her she was walking around in peed shorts. Her bladder was still full and she was thinking about relieving herself completely. But first,
She took out the bracelets and gave one to Chloe while putting on the other.
Chloe was over the moon with it and put it on.
Luna said a bit apologetic, "It's not nearly the same as a smartphone of course but..."
Chloe had cut her off and gave her a long kiss. "I love it!"
They got to an intersection and they had to wait for the red light, because she was standing still now Luna could feel her bladder start to relax on it's own again and decided she was gonna empty her bladder right then and there.
Seconds later pee freely streamed into her panties while she was standing at the side of the road next to her friends and girlfriend.
With a hissing sound she welcomed the warm glow she could feel in her crotch as pee was pouring down from her shorts. With the splattering on the ground, the others had now noticed Luna was peeing.
Her shoes and socks were getting wet as well as she was still standing with her feet closed.
She didn't mind though as she calmly continued emptying her bladder into her shorts, she loved how she was openly wetting herself like this without any consequences.
The others just kept talking about their topic, Luna wetting her shorts wasn't that far out of the ordinary anymore. The light came on green just when she was done peeing, she shook some of the drops off of her shorts legs and started crossing.
There was one car waiting for the red light as they crossed, Luna looked inside and there was an elderly couple in the car looking at her with agape mouth. They definitely must be wondering why this young woman waiting to cross the road had seemingly deliberately peed her shorts. On top of that her friends had wet shorts as well.
They all grinned while crossing seeing the old couples reaction.
They crossed the intersection and quickly after Chloe nonchalantly announced she was gonna pee as well. Before she had even finished her sentence her pee was already running down her legs while they were still walking. Quickly a hissing sound could be heard, Luna thought it was sexy but funny at the same time how Chloe was leaving a trail of pee behind while she was fully soaking her shorts. She was feeling cheeky and put her hand on Chloe's butt, gliding it a bit down, feeling the warm wetness spread on Chloe's shorts, Chloe reacted with a smile when she felt her hand. She must've peed for well over a minute before her bladder was finally empty.
Once again Luna felt fully accepted with her kink and just as she thought it and Chloe was done relieving herself it was Vicky who with a sigh relaxed and let go.
Vicky was walking in front of them and Luna could see how her pants were now getting completely shiny with pee, it was cascading down her legs and splattering on the sidewalk while they didn't stop walking all this time.
"Holy shit you also really needed to go bad." Selena said,
"I'm still going mind you!" Vicky laughed,
Pee kept flowing down her pants and when she was finally done her whole jeans was completely soaked, her butt, front and legs were covered in a deep blue wet patch. Drops fell from her legs while they continued their trip as if what had just happened is completely normal. Even the squelching sound of some of their shoes that had gotten soaked with pee.
After a little while later they were back at the port, the ship in it's gigantic size was towering over them, there were more people in this area now and they only had to cross one more road before able to board the ship again. But once again Luna could hear splattering noises, it was Selena who had apparently decided to pee her shorts once more.
Surely it wasn't a full bladder meaning she could've hold it until they were on the ship but she simply must've felt like letting go.
"I can't believe how casually we're just wetting our pants right now, " Vicky mentioned, "My family always told me to never ever tell our habit to anyone as people would think we're weirdos."
Luna agreed, "It's a bit crazy but i'm enjoying this, this cruise has definitely been one of a kind so far!"
The others agreed, they were clearly enjoying this new found freedom as well.
They boarded the ship while they definitely got some views from other people while they had walked through the port. Luna wasn't at all fazed that who knows how many people had seen her in peed shorts. In fact, she was weirdly proud that she had fully wet herself in public like that. Being surrounded by friends who had done the same helped a very big deal with her embarrassment though.
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Luna had her head tilted back while relaxing in the hot tub, her feet and legs were sore from the hike and she was exhausted. The drink in her hand was fantastic and while they were relaxing with the hot water and bubbles caressing their tired bodies they listened to the music that was playing while they were chatting about the day.
When they had arrived on the ship they had the marvelous idea to go and put on their swimsuits and go relax in the hot tub on the top deck for the remainder of the evening.
"So are we never gonna get an explanation for what happened in that little shed on the mountain?" Selena asked devious.
Luna felt like she and Vicky had a pretty good idea what sort of thing happened, but she was still embarrassed of admitting it.
"What shed?" Chloe answered while pretending to be confused,
Selena sighed, "You know what shed i'm talking about! The one we found you in during the hike."
"There was a shed?" Luna joined in pretending to not know,
Selena splashed some water at Luna and Chloe.
"Leave the love birds be, they're still a bit shy about it." Vicky said,
"Shy about what though?" Selena pretended to not have an idea,
"Oh you know." Vicky stuck her tongue out between her two fingers.
Now Luna and Chloe splashed water in Vicky's direction.
"I'm hungry again, time to go get something from that grill, be right back." Chloe said,
Luna quickly asked to bring some for her as well. When she got back they were both happily munching on their food.
The mountain air had helped their appetite for sure. After that it was Luna's turn for a fresh round of drinks so she got out of the hot tub.
She ordered her drinks at the bar and while waiting for them she felt a bit cheeky, she felt there was some pee in her bladder. She relaxed and let out small spurts, letting it run down her legs. Normally nobody should've noticed this, although even if they did Luna wasn't too bothered by being seen.
She got her drinks and left while leaving a small puddle at the bar, it wasn't too noticable as there was a lot of other small puddles around from other people in the pool. On second thought, Luna wondered how much of that water is actual pool water... it seemed to be that people had fully accepted that peeing in the pool was ok but she was wondering if she was maybe not the only one also peeing outside of the pool.
Luna got back to their hot tub and handed out the drinks. They relaxed and enjoyed their evening a little longer, nobody even mentioned anything about having to pee even though they've spend a considerable amount of time in the hot tub by now. Luna knew very well why as she had been peeing in the hot tub herself.
After a while they all had had enough and went to get changed in their regular clothes, they did opt to get a few more drinks and relax in the lounge area, the ship hadn't set sail yet and they had a good view over the port like this.
Selena came back with a new batch of drinks for them and as she sat down the horn sounded, meaning the ship was setting sail.
They all enjoyed the view as the ship slowly left the port.
After some time Luna could feel her bladder start to fill from all the delicious drinks they were having, she was tired though and wasn't really feeling of getting up just yet. It was maybe risky but she wasn't too worried anymore of having an accident.
She had noticed before that the new rotations of toilets on the ship had a new strategy, most of the toilets are closed while there are just a few that are open.
Before, all the toilets around the party at the top deck were either all closed or open. But now it seemed that all of them were closed, except one... the line was long when she passed it earlier, knowing that she should probably get up now if she wanted to get to the toilet in time.
However, she was tired and lazy, listening to the conversation and occasionally joining in on it with the others. She took another sip from her drink, realizing the pressure was getting uncomfortable, she really needed a toilet soon or she would inevitably wet herself.
Meanwhile Luna got an answer to her previous train of thought, 'were there people peeing their swimsuit out of the pool as well?'
A young woman had been standing at the grill with a towel around her and Luna noticed some drips falling down from under her towel which wasn't out of the ordinary at a pool but then it increased into a dribble and into a full on stream. She was clearly peeing herself under the towel. Nobody seemed to either notice it or care for it. Luna didn't care either as she had done the same.
By now the others hadn't given a single sign about needing to pee either and Vicky was now telling a little story of how her own parents would sometimes wet themselves, sometimes out of sheer convenience.
Luna listened to the story, agreeing with her that it's indeed more convenient to wet your pants and finish what you're doing instead of having to stop and go inside the house to go use the restroom, she was using gardening as an example.
"Even if my mom wouldn't wet her pants they were good for the washing machine anyway after gardening, so she would almost always come back inside with pissed pants." Vicky explained.
They all agreed.
For the last two hours or so Luna had been letting her pee run freely, starting with wetting her pants on the walk back to the ship and then afterwards whenever she felt like in her swimsuit. Her hair was still wet from the hot tub earlier and now even if she was in fresh clothes she felt like she wanted to continue the habit and just let it all flow into her jeans right there where she was sitting.
Luna was sitting reclined in her lounge chair and while zoning out a little bit, listening to what the others were saying, she felt her bladder start to relax a little bit on it's own.
Quickly some pee leaked out making her panties moist, her life long habit of only peeing on the toilet made her stop the leak on reflex. Her moist panties were feeling nice and she didn't mind letting out some more so she quickly relaxed again and ignored the reflex.
A dribble came out and was slowly making her panties wet, she should probably stop the dribble as it was gonna show wetness on her jeans, just a little bit more... she enjoyed the wetness starting to spread around, she knew this was making a wet patch on her jeans, still she didn't stop the dribble, it felt so nice as her crotch was starting to feel warm and wet.
Selena, adding to the conversation they were having said, "I mean, while on this cruise, why not just wet yourself if it's more convenient?"
Luna as well as the others agreed with her. Luna would have to get up and stand in line and hold for much longer to pee, she was pretty sure at this point she wouldn't even be able to hold on long enough anyway. Also her legs and feet were sore from walking all day. It was way more convenient to pee in her pants right now.
Luna knew the wet patch must be spreading bigger by now and she could feel how her pee was starting to soak downwards as well, instead of stopping she succumbed and relaxed completely, deciding in the moment she was gonna empty her bladder right then and there while welcoming her full stream into her jeans. She relished the feeling of her warm pee spreading downwards making her feel a nice warm glow in her crotch that after a few seconds was also noticeable around her butt as her pee was starting to pool on her seat.
Hoping that her friends wouldn't think it's weird that she was deliberately wetting herself, she enjoyed the relief while she was letting it flow in her pants and seat.
"Haha i guess you also felt like it was more convenient to just go in your pants?" Vicky laughed,
Luna sighed and while she was still peeing she said, "Honestly i really didn't feel like going to the toilet." The others let out a chuckle,
"I wanted to do the same as well anyway." Vicky said while sipping from her drink,
Only now Luna noticed the dark wet patch that was spreading on Vicky crotch as well, realizing she was also peeing her pants.
Luna's butt was engulfed in warm wetness by the time she was done peeing, her bladder fully emptied into her jeans, she felt relieved and content she didn't need to get up to go the toilet as she took another sip from her drink.
When Luna put her drink down in front of her she noticed Chloe (who was sitting in front of her) her legs spread a little bit, flashing her light grey panties that she was wearing underneath her pretty dress, her panties suddenly got a dark spot that started to grow.
Luna couldn't keep her eyes off as she could see up Chloe's skirt and notice how she started peeing her panties. Chloe hadn't bothered at all to adjust her dress and just let it flow where she was sitting. The wet patch quickly grew on her crotch and started to wet her dress she was still sitting on.
The way how everyone was so carefree about it felt great to Luna, she had been a bit worried about it when she had just let it flow, but now she was sure of it, it really was ok to wet herself like this.
With a sigh and a small moan she heard Selena was also letting it go in her skirt.
While still peeing Chloe said, "Even if we wanted to go to the toilet i don't think i would've made it to be honest, did you see that line?"
"Yea agree, i was wondering if i was the only one needing to pee so bad, i waited with saying anything even knowing i wouldn't be able to make it in time with that long of a line to be honest." Selena admitted,
Vicky added, "Yea i also waited too long, i was gonna have an accident anyway."
They were all fine with having peed in their clothes, they carried on with a new conversation as if nothing had happened.
A while later their drinks were finished and Luna felt herself dozing off even more, the others also agreed it was time to go to bed probably as everyone was dead tired of their hike.
Today had been amazing but now it was time to call it a day but before they got up, without a second thought Luna relaxed and emptied her bladder into her jeans and seat once more. To then get up and leave towards their rooms.
While they got up Luna noticed Selena had also simply wet her skirt, and she loved how Chloe's dress was wet and clinging to her butt, making it ever so slightly transparant, as well as showing the outlines of her panties underneath.
Luna wasn't sure anymore if she would chose to go to the toilet tomorrow... or just let go in her pants, because why not?
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Hope you enjoy!
Next chapter will have an exceptional encounter 👌
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Chapter 19
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Her favorite dress that would easily hide her potentially wet panties?
Not bad but it won't feel as nice when she wets herself.
Or tight fitting faded jeans that she loved? They fitted her perfectly.
Daring to wet in for sure as it would show the wetness clearly, but it would also feel great when she would feel her pee run down her legs.
Feeling cheeky today Luna went with the jeans, yesterday she had blatantly emptied her bladder in her jeans while enjoying it to it's fullest while later she could swear Chloe was checking her out in her wet jeans when lounging on the deck, so knowing she probably would like these getting wet as well made this decision even easier.
Oh she was looking forward to wetting her jeans at the first red toilet they would encounter, or maybe she wasn't even gonna wait until then.
Today she decided she was gonna wait until the last moment before going to find a toilet, if there would be a long line like yesterday, she already knew she wouldn't make it in time and she was completely ok with that.
When getting ready in their room Chloe was already hinting at potential 'accidents' that could happen like yesterday.
"These will look nice when i wet myself." Chloe said,
"uhum, " she corrected herself, "If...in the off chance i would wet myself, not that i will of course! But you never know!"
They both started laughing over it and clearly Chloe was looking forward to it as well.
She went with comfortable blue shorts, although they fit her tightly showing off her butt.
Luna had always thought she was sexy in those as she had seen her wear them before, she blushed a little bit while wondering how it was only recently that she realized she was into her.
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So if that was their resolve in the morning how is it possible they ended up like this?
They both were squirming while their bladders were bursting, already standing in line for what felt like an eternity just to get to the toilets. At least it was only a few more girls before them.
Luna had a hard time concentrating on holding it even, she felt like just succumbing to her desire and letting go in her pants right where she was standing. But no... they had made up with Peyton about what had happened at the party and they were hanging out with her together with Vicky, Selena and Liv.
"Man the line is so slow again..." Peyton sighed.
Liv sounded slightly annoyed, "I feel like the most we've done today is wait in line for toilets."
Luna and Chloe both were sharing glances with Vicky and Selena, she knew they were thinking the same thing.
All of them didn't feel like standing in this line either, she figured they all rather would get it over with and just wet their pants and actually go do something fun instead of wasting time here.
"I can't believe it...." Peyton continued, "It's such a messed up idea to close this many toilets and leave just a few open, considering the amount of people that are on this ship."
"There are simply not enough toilets right now!" Liv complained.
Peyton and Liv had no clue what had happened yesterday, not knowing their group had wet their pants on purpose several times.
Lets not forget the last one where they had put on clean dry clothes after getting out of the hot tub but were too lazy to go stand in line and blatantly had wet their pants instead.
Luna wondered what Peyton and Liv would say if they knew, of course they knew that they had wet their pants several times at the party when they were pretty drunk but that was different, kind of.
But on their hike on the mountain was a different story, there was no excuse for most of the times they had wet their pants.
Selena announced relieved, "Almost there, just a couple before us!"
From one of the connecting hallways a small group of girls walked up to the toilet, probably about their age.
"Are you kidding me, finally we find an open toilet and the line is that huge?"
"No wonder the line is this long, most toilets seem to be closed."
"Guys, i don't think i'll be able to hold for that long."
The three of them clearly were already uncomfortable as they were already squirming and fidgeting, Luna knew they were heading towards an accident, they weren't the first ones she would see having an accident today. With the new rotations in place people were getting caught off guard and accidents were more frequent.
Luna wasn't even sure how many she had seen today, men and women, young kids to adults that had wet patches or completely soaked pants. Accidents or on purpose, she wasn't sure but it was certain that there simply weren't enough open toilets anymore.
Some seemingly had given up to find toilets and would just drop their pants and squat somewhere even if there was very little cover, leaving puddles behind lounge chairs, big flower pots, pillars, you name it.
If there was cover somewhere you could probably see traces of a recent puddle behind it.
The girls were standing there in place coming up with a plan on what their next move will be as they had already determined standing in line wasn't an option.
"I ain't gonna stand in that line just to have an accident at some point."
I'm wearing a skirt anyway, i actually don't mind anymore, we can skip the toilet all together if you want."
"I've already wet so many different pants on this cruise, one more won't hurt. Lets bail and just accept our wet pants."
Luna her gaze went to the girls, it seemed they were accepting their fate without even getting upset.
One of the girls who was wearing jeans asked, "So you're just gonna go in your pants?"
"At this point i'm seriously contemplating it yea." The other girl in pants said,
"Oh god you're already peeing."
Luna noticed how pee was splattering down from under the girls skirt. "Seriously i really needed to go, no big deal it's just my panties getting wet."
"Alright that's it, i'm just gonna do it." The girl in pants said while the other one also agreed.
As she saw the girls leave and walk away in the direction they had came from she could already see a wet patch start to spread downwards on one of the girls pants. She must've really needed to go or simply didn't care anymore.
The others had also noticed how the girls had decided to pee in their pants on purpose, they watched as the last girl continued to flood her pants while she walked out of sight.
Liv said surprised, "Damn, did they just say fuck it and just pee in their pants? That's wild."
Luna wanted to relax her bladder and let go even more now as she had just seen someone else completely soak her pants on purpose. Many had seen it as well as it was full of people waiting in line for the toilet, nobody really made a big deal out of it.
"That's just dumb." Peyton remarked
Well aside from Peyton who still thinks peeing in your pants is not an option, even on this cruise. She wasn't sure how Liv felt about this new toilet rotation though.
It was finally Luna's turn and entered the toilet, with a sigh she lowered herself on the toilet and relaxed, letting out her stream. Finally... relief.
Funnily enough she caught herself thinking it would've felt so much better if she had decided to skip the toilet and go in her pants instead.
Oh she was longing for that feel of nice wet warmth flowing down her legs and caressing her skin.
While she felt relieved finally emptying her bladder she couldn't help but feel like she regretted not letting go in her pants.
For a moment Luna even contemplated to pretend having an accident next time she had to pee.
With her bladder still feeling sore from holding for so long she exited the toilets, Chloe was already waiting outside while Liv was the last one to go inside.
Luna whispered, "I actually feel like we are the dumb ones for standing in this line and holding it for so damn long if we can just piss our pants instead."
"Absolutely! Several times now i felt like just giving in and wet my pants." Chloe wholeheartedly agreed.
They continued their day with doing none of the activities that would take a while to do, they didn't have time to do stuff like the aquatic shows, VR, workshops or ice skating (it wasn't allowed to go off the ice rink with ice skates to go to the toilet.) They always did something small and then end up waiting in line again on the next toilet they found that was open.
Activities that were possible before weren't anymore simply counting in the time they would need to find an open toilet and then wait in line.
The trend also continued seeing men and women becoming more creative with finding spots to pee when they saw a women squatting in one of the flowerbeds in the middle of central park, Luna immediately thought she would absolutely never gonna do that while Peyton actually seemed to agree with the bold women. A bit further there was a guy peeing into a trashcan and a bit further from that they could see how a dude had taken out his dick in full view and was blatantly peeing against the tree that stood in the middle of central park.
They all chuckled at seeing the guy's exposed dick but it became clear that some people simply accepted wet pants while others really weren't having it and started to be more creative, even if it meant flashing their privates in public.
It seemed that sacrificing your dignity was different per person, for some that was dropping their pants while flashing strangers and for others that was wetting their pants.
For Peyton it seemed that flashing strangers was the better option.
While in central park they got in a small line to get fresh ice cream that they were all craving, just when they joined in the line some kids in the front walked away with their ice cream towards a bench.
"I really need to pee though, we should head for the toilet, who knows how long the line will take." One of the girls said,
The other girl in a dress stated, "Me too, but i really don't want to go stand in that long line, it takes forever and i want to go play games!"
"Just pee through your panties, it'll be fine, you're wearing a dress anyway." The boy reasoned.
Two of them went and sat on the bench while the girl in the dress kept standing, seemingly contemplating what the boy had said.
While she was eating her ice cream cone without saying anything she simply spread her feet a part and a second later Luna could see and hear pee splattering on the ground from underneath her dress. The girl was blatantly peeing through her panties in the middle of central park wile continuing eating her ice cream.
Her friends chuckled a little bit seeing her pee her panties like that but besides that they seemed to be unfazed about it.
"Your panties must be getting soaked right now." The girl claimed.
While she was still peeing with her puddle growing bigger at her feet she answered, "Yep!"
Luna and the others chuckled a little bit, trying to contain their laughter. Peyton didn't say anything while other people in the vicinity also couldn't stop letting out some chuckles at the girl casually wetting her panties under her dress.
"Seeing you pee makes me need to go even more, it's getting uncomfortable." The boy said,
"Same, we really need to go or i'm gonna have an accident" The other girl agreed.
The girl in the dress put her feet back together when she was done peeing, "You were right, that feels so much better! Just pee in your pants, literally no one cares if you do!"
Luna and the others ordered their ice creams while she could hear the kids squabble in the background. They got their cones and continued on their way while eating their ice creams.
They passed by the kids sitting on the bench while Luna could see both the girl and boy had followed their friends advice and were in the middle of peeing in their pants, both had a wet patch spreading over their crotch while pee was splattering down on the concrete below while their pants were getting soaked.
Meanwhile they were nonchalantly eating their ice cream like it wasn't a big deal that they were peeing in their pants.
The girl in the dress happily declared, "See, no one cares if you pee in your pants!"
Luna and the others ate their ice cream while walking and just like the kids their group also needed to pee once more. So here they were once again... in line waiting to get to the toilet in time. They were all squirming already.
Luna hated this, as much as she loved the cruise, it was getting ruined right now.
For the first time in her life, this cruise had done something that nothing else had ever done, relatively normalize her kink and instead of indulging in it, she was standing in line torturing her own bladder.
Fully relieved once again Luna exited the toilets and they made their way to some of the shops, doing nothing more than just checking out the clothes and trying some out. Luna nor Chloe really felt like buying anything at the moment and soon they found themselves waiting in line for the toilets once again...
"Want to go and check out the gym on the ship? I heard it's really modern." Liv asked,
Selena added, "Don't they also have free dance classes and stuff? I'm interested actually."
"Fine by me." Peyton and Vicky agreed.
Perfect Luna thought, she wasn't really interested in hanging out in a gym while she could work out as much ash she wanted once they got home. This cruise was all about fun! She glanced at Chloe and she knew she was thinking the same.
"I think me and Chloe are gonna go check out some of the other stuff."
As much as she had started to taking a liking to Peyton and Liv, Luna kind of felt like ditching them. By the time their plans were made they entered the toilets so they could finally relieve their bursting bladders.
Once they were done and all were standing outside again they said their goodbyes and went on their own ways.
"Finally, it's just me and Chloe..." Luna thought.
They didn't actually have a plan though as both simply wanted to split from Peyton and Liv so they didn't need to bother with toilets so much.
Aimlessly wandering around on the ship had somehow made them waltz into the art gallery section, both being surprised about the fact there was an art gallery but neither of them were interested in it so they quickly turned around to leave.
"Oh hey there, fancy seeing you two here." A familiar voice said.
They turned around and were greeted by Emma and her parents, it was her father who had greeted them.
They greeted them back and started a chat with them. Apparently Billy had gone off doing something on his own but according to her parents they didn't want Emma to wander around on the ship on her own so she was sticking with them for the day.
While they were talking to them Luna could see Emma standing slightly behind her mom mouthing the words "Help" silently.
Of course someone of her age wouldn't enjoy looking at art pieces, on top of that it's not like the other activities together with her parents would be all that much fun. Luna felt a bit bad for Emma.
As she was thinking it she glanced again at Emma and she got greeted with the sparkliest sad puppy eyes she had ever seen. With her shoulders down and sad face it was really hard to ignore. She noticed her bottom lip was trembling a little, damn she was good.
While chatting the topic came up about how they had wasted so much time simply waiting in line to acces any toilets. *Emma nodded furiously*
Luna and Chloe agreed and said they had the same experience.
During the conversation it got brought up if it was ok for Emma to join Luna and Chloe for the evening.
As they didn't mind and to be fair, Luna really did feel bad for Emma so they agreed she could tag along with them. When they said their goodbyes to her parents they quickly made their way out of the art gallery.
"Ok, so what's the plan?" Chloe said while stretching,
Emma started shouting, "freedom!"
They all laughed at how happy she seemed.
"You have no idea how boring the last two days have been, i've been with my parents all the time as well as on the trip to the town." Emma explained, "Do you know how this drug is a pain in the ass if you're not allowed to pee in your pants?"
"Only from the last few hours alone i can imagine it indeed!" Luna said, "Can't say we were too bothered with it yesterday evening though."
She and Chloe started laughing.
Emma asked curiously, "Hold on, what happened yesterday evening?"
"Oh nothing, just that we were lazy and kind of decided to just wet our pants instead of go to the toilet." Luna chuckled while telling their story.
"You guys simply wet your pants while in town?" Emma asked, sounding jealous.
"Yep"
Emma stood with her mouth wide open, clearly she was jealous. Luna figured she really did had a couple of boring days lately.
"Hold on, are those matching bracelets you have?" Emma suddenly asked,
Damn she was ever so observant.
"Yep, Luna bought it yesterday, i love it!" Chloe said with a smile.
Emma of course didn't know yet what had evolved between her and Chloe the last couple of days. But she could already see the question burning inside her.
"So are those like... friendship bracelets or....?" Emma asked while intently staring at Luna with a questioning face,
Luna could feel herself start to blush before she answered.
"Not friendship bracelets in fact." Luna answered flustered, "So you were actually right back at the arcade, so what i'm actually saying is... she's my girlfriend now."
Emma squeeled victorious "yay I knew it!"
"Wait, hold on, she knew?" Chloe asked surprised,
"Oh come on!" Emma laughed, "it was so obvious!"
Emma walked away in a sassy but confident way while leaving Luna and Chloe a tad speechless.
They came up with the idea to go check out the boardgames room somewhere in the lower decks, it was a tad small and a bit hidden but apparently Emma said it was quite interesting.
After a short walk, only interrupted by a pause to get some new drinks, they arrived.
Now Luna understood why Emma was interested in this.
Like she said, it was small and cramped but it was beautifully decorated and designed. There were all sorts of life size fantasy statues and busts from famous movies and shows.
As well as some retro looking super hero figurines decorated on the walls.
She and Chloe could get a bit geeky at times so this definitely was right up their ally.
There was a table exclusively for dungeons and dragons she noticed, it was so cool.
Firstly they went for fresh drinks, and even those were in theme, with all sorts of fantasy themed drinks to chose from they took their sweet time deciding what they wanted.
After getting a board game that took their interest they looked for a place to sit.
As they were the only ones in the room aside from the guy that worked there who was currently sitting behind the counter, they had the whole place for themselves to choose from.
There was a regular table with chairs, but also comfy beanbags with a low table.
Although they opted for something else, there was a spot without seats, just simply a large thin cushion, or a thick carpet if you will.
It looked super comfy to lay on and play their board game.
They all sat down on the soft but comfy carpet.
Chloe got some snacks from the bar while getting some extra's for the others as well.
They set up the game while learning the rules, the guy behind the counter came sitting with them for a bit and helped them to understand the rules so they could start easily.
Meanwhile Luna could feel that her bladder was already pretty full as it was already a while since they went to the toilet last time. In fact, through the day they had always went and stand in line early enough knowing there was a good chance on a long line.
Even though she knew that, Luna completely ignored the signs of her filling bladder.
And so their game began.
"Are you sure we should attack that thing?"
"It is pretty strong and Chloe doesn't have a lot of HP left."
"Yea that thing hit pretty hard!"
"Well you shouldn't have rolled a 1!"
"It's okay we can take it!"
"we'll boost you with enchantments and you just need to roll a 16 or higher and it's dead in one go!"
They all cheered loudly as Luna rolled a 17, killing the monster.
"Ok not gonna lie, this game is hella fun actually!" Luna said cheerfully.
As they continued the game, Luna her bladder was getting fuller by the minute, she knew it wasn't gonna be all that long anymore before she would be at her limit.
If she doesn't get up now to go find a toilet she knew she was gonna have an accident, if it wasn't already too late.
Right outside of the boardgame room they were sitting in was a toilet that was on red, they had a direct view over it but this also meant that there wouldn't be another toilet in the near vicinity as they were spread thin over the ship.
Without even overthinking it she happily stayed and continued playing the game, looking forward to the accident she was inevitably gonna have in her faded jeans, it was only a matter of time.
On the other hand Chloe hadn't given any signs of needing the toilet either as they simply continued playing the game. Emma on the other hand, she was definitely desperate, the last few minutes she had been shifting around a lot and fidgeting with some board pieces.
Luna remembered how Emma had admitted to her a few days ago she preferred to pee in her pants than on a toilet, knowing this she had a pretty good idea she was planning on wetting her pants.
Chloe managed to heal herself in the next room they ventured in while they all had fresh upgrades for their characters. Seeing Emma squirm on her spot made Luna finally speak up.
"Need to pee?"
Emma answered while blushing, "Yea i'm bursting to pee, but i got so absorbed in the game i kind of forgot to say anything."
"Forgot huh, suuuuuure." Chloe added with a smirk,
"I'm sorry. I didn't want to cause trouble." Emma said apologetic, "But i might have an accident."
Luna said reassuringly, "It's fine, don't worry about it. The game is way too much fun to get up and look for a toilet anyway, don't you agree?"
"Yep!" Chloe said, "I don't think we were planning on finding a toilet anyway to be honest."
Emma's face lit up as she finally got permission to wet herself, the last few days she had gotten several 'talks' from her mom and dad that she needed to try her hardest to not have any accidents, so wetting her pants had been out of the question. The last time she had wet herself was already several days ago.
Just as Emma was about to say something they all heard a buzzer sound followed by an automated lock moving.
As in a comedy all three their heads turned looking at the red light of the toilet that now turned to green.
"You've gotta be fucking kidding me." Luna blurted out,
She had been looking forward to wetting her pants all day, this must be some badly timed joke or something?
Seeing Emma's reaction she knew she wasn't the only one disappointed as she could see it on her face.
"W..well guess i won't have an accident then." Emma said while pretending to be relieved she could go to the toilet.
Luna came to a decision, all day she had been looking forward to wetting herself and she felt like she didn't need to be shy about it anymore, at least not around Chloe and Emma.
"You don't have to go to the toilet if you don't want to." Luna blurted out.
Emma asked surprised, "Wait, really?"
"It's fine if you want to stay here and just go in your pants." Chloe said reassuringly,
Emma explained, "Last few days i got told over and over again that peeing in my pants is really not ok. I almost started believing it!"
They all laughed over this, they once again reassured her it really was ok if she didn't want to get up to go to the toilet.
"Just let go whenever you want to!"
The guy behind the counter had overheard their conversation and chimed in.
"Don't worry about the cushion you're sitting on, it can get wet as it has the NoLiq system build in."
Luna was slightly surprised but loved how the employee seemed to encourage them to just go in their pants as well.
With that said, Luna announced it was her turn so she picked up the dices and started her action on the board.
Playing a bit more safe this round as last one was pretty close and they still had a long way to beat the game.
They were carefully planning their every move together, properly using their resources as well.
Emma was sitting cross legged and Luna now noticed a dark wet spot appeared on her crotch. She was wearing grey leggings under a red skirt so the wet spot was easily visible.
Luna had planned on waiting as long as possible until she had an accident but right now she felt so exhilarated that she couldn't resist letting out a spurt, without a second thought she relaxed and welcomed the wet feeling in her panties.
Without thinking further she let out another bigger spurt, enjoying the warmth spreading in her panties, probably enough to make a wet spot on her jeans.
Knowing this was gonna be visible to anyone didn't make her hesitate, she immediately followed up with another long spurt making her pee spread downwards as well.
While sitting cross legged Luna looked down at her crotch to see a wet spot spreading on her jeans.
Finally, she was enjoying the cruise to it's fullest. She was beaming with content even though she had only let out a little and her bladder was still bursting.
"Oh god, that look on your face, it feels that good?" Chloe wondered out loud while Emma was laughing.
Seeing Luna wet her pants on purpose made Emma find the remaining courage she needed to flood her legging and skirt completely.
Emma announced sheepishly, "Ok i can barely it hold anymore, i'm gonna wet myself."
"Go for it." Chloe said carefree.
Luna added, "Watch out for your skirt, you're gonna get it wet, unless you don't mind if people can tell you wet yourself."
Emma was already shifting her pose, still sitting cross legged she reclined back and leaned on her hands.
"Hhm... i don't think i mind if people see, it seems most people don't even pay any attention to it anymore." Emma said while making up her mind.
Emma sighted in relief, Luna could see how she completely relaxed. Immediately the wet spot on her grey leggings started to spread and glisten with pee. It was spreading downwards and unto her skirt now as well as the inside was turning a darker pink.
Her face was pure ecstatic relief, they could hear the hissing sound coming from her while she was completely emptying her bladder. And damn she needed to pee.
"Look it's pooling around your butt." Chloe said,
Emma added in a dreamy voice, "And i'm still going."
They all chuckled, they just sat there waiting for Emma to finish peeing herself.
By the time she was done there was a sizeable puddle that was pooling around where she was sitting, it was slowly soaking into the cushion they were sitting on while her skirt had gotten a much darker shade of pink on her butt, you could see it even if she was still sitting on it.
Meanwhile Luna felt a spasm going through her bladder, she felt like she was getting really close to her limit now, but most of all it felt uncomfortable. She was starting to change her mind, she didn't want to keep holding for that long after all. And just as she finally wanted to relax her bladder she suddenly needed to sneeze.
"That felt amazing!" Emma blurted out.
Emma's skirt and leggings were properly soaked, while the expression on her face was undeniably that of content and excitement.
Again Luna needed to sneeze, dammit it was really hard to hold her pee every time she sneezed.
"Hold up, i need a tissue!" Luna said while jumping up and holding back another sneeze.
Luna couldn't think of a better idea then to simply walk into the toilet, there weren't any people waiting here as it had just opened and was more in the less popular area of the ship, she went to a cubicle and rolled of some toilet paper, quickly cleaning her nose.
How ironic... she was literally standing next to the toilet, she wasn't changing her mind though. These jeans were gonna get soaked!
But standing so close to the toilet made her need to pee so much more.
Luna resolutely turned around and started to walking to the exit, completely ignoring the fact that she was walking away from the toilets just to wet herself within seconds.
With a mischievous grin Luna exited the toilet just as she felt a spurt going in her panties, she tried to stop it as best as she could.
With a warm and fuzzy feeling that was starting to grow deep inside her she made her way to the entrance of the room.
Surprised but also excited that she was actually losing control over her bladder she could quickly feel another spurt going in her pants, realizing in the moment she was about to have a full blown accident in her jeans.
Just before she was about to enter the boardgames room where she was planning on releasing the floodgates she caught a glimpse of a family that had just turned around the corner in the hallway. Another spurt went in her pants, starting to make her crotch feel all warm and wet.
There was a little kid with them but besides that Luna hadn't really paid attention to the family all that much, she didn't care that they would see her soaking her pants any second from now if they entered the board games room.
Luna got to her spot and while still standing she crouched over a little bit, spread her feet and bend through her knees while she leaned on them with her hands.
And opened the floodgates.
Electricity went through her spine and Luna was in pure bliss from relief when her pee started spraying through her panties, into her jeans and spread everywhere. It was pooling in her crotch and sprayed all the way up her already partially wet butt, "finally" she taught, her full bladder was releasing in her pants and quickly she felt her pee starting to cascade down her legs.
As she looked down she could see her pants were getting soaked, they were glistening with pee while drops were falling down between her legs and straight on the ground, but most were going down the insides of her pants and was soaking her socks and shoes.
Luna relished the feeling of soaking her jeans, even if she was standing in the middle of the room, knowing that the family probably had caught up and were standing in the doorway looking at her, but she didn't care at all as she fully committed to releasing her bladder into her jeans.
Her pee was spreading mostly to the back of her jeans she noticed, so mid stream she shifted her stance and stood up straight while keeping her feet apart, pushed her hand against her crotch and let the pee gush through her fingers. Warmth and wetness was now spreading all over the front of her jeans as well and she loved it!
As she had predicted, Luna heard a gasp from behind her, meaning the family was seeing her wet herself, still she didn't care anymore if people see her do it. On the other hand, now that she thought about it, she had recognized that woman's haircut, a karen haircut like that was hard to miss after all.
Luna must've been peeing for well over a minute when she could finally feel her bladder getting empty, her jeans were clinging to her skin, still warm but wet and soaked. She pushed out the last few drops in her panties and let out a long and loud "aaaaah"
And then an alarm went off, like a fire alarm? No hold on, Luna could definitely hear that this alarm was producing a sentence.
"THIS IS REVOLTING! UNACCEPTABLE!! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOUNG LADY!!!"
Chloe and Emma fell over laughing while Luna turned around with a surprised face.
The Karen was going completely over the limit, "I SAW you come out of the toilet and just completely piss yourself! What is wrong with you?!"
Meanwhile the Karen was dragging along her son, little Timmy seemed to be needing to pee as well as he was fidgeting and trying to get lose from his moms grip but to no avail.
"uum..." Luna started, "I needed something to wipe my nose with so i went to get some toilet paper."
The Karen was all red in the face while looking intently at Luna, waiting for her to continue.
Luna shrugged and continued carefree, "Aaand... then i wet my pants."
"YOU NEED TO PEE ON THE TOILET, NOT RUN AWAY FROM IT YOU IDIOT!!!"
Emma and Chloe were rolling around laughing.
"You over there! I want to speak to your manager!" The Karen spouted,
Only now the employee sitting behind the counter looked up,
"Huh? me?"
"YES YOU!!" The Karen shouted, "Can't you see this girl has deliberately pissed herself all over the floor?!"
The guy slowly shifted from his stool, glanced over the counter to see Luna in her soaked jeans.
"Oh yea, i guess she did." The guy said while sounding completely uninterested, "Well what am i supposed to do about that? It's not like it's not allowed you know."
"How is it possible that you are even more useless than the average useless employee on this sad excuse of a cruise with the worst service i have ever seen! Now get me your manager!
"Sorry, manager said he was busy."
Luna, Chloe and Emma were dying of laughter. Meanwhile Timmy was squirming while trying his best to hold his pee.
"Give me his boss then, i'm tired of this disgusting excuse of a cruise!" the Karen said while dragging along little Timmy.
Luna could tell the kid was desperate, as he longingly looked at the entrance of the toilet while he was getting dragged further into the room and away from the toilets.
The father tried to reason, "Hon i think Timmy needs..."
"You should all better take an example of my son! You don't see him wet himself even though he's not nearly your age!"
Just as she said it they could all see how the little boy lost control over his bladder, pee was soaking into his pants. With a sad face he stood there peeing his pants, knowing what was about to come.
Luna felt bad for the kid.
"TIMMY STOP PEEING YOUR PANTS!" The Karen shifted into an even higher gear, "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, YOU MADE MY SON PEE HIMSELF!!!!"
The guy behind the counter put down his phone, "So i've let the boss know, not sure what the problem is though." He shrugged and continued with whatever he was doing before.
The Karen turned around and rushed out of the room, the others all had tears in their eyes from laughter.
"Holy shit you properly soaked your jeans!" Emma squeeled, "That was hilarious!"
"I swear i couldn't hold it anymore from all the laughter!" Chloe blurted out,
They all started laughing again when Chloe revealed a large wet spot on the crotch of her blue shorts.
Oh god all of this was way too funny and Luna's stomach was hurting, she was pretty sure she wasn't gonna get in trouble because as far as she knows they hadn't broken any rules.
Luna lowered herself to go sit back down with the others.
Still letting out some giggles from what had happened before they tried to start the next round of their game.
When it was Chloe's turn she started giggling again.
"I need to pee so fucking bad right now." She said while giggling,
"Then pee." Luna said carefree,
Emma added, "Just piss your shorts already."
Chloe tried her best imitating the Karen, "You need to go pee in the toilets, not run away from them you idiot!"
They all laughed again, suddenly Chloe jumped up.
While giggling, "So i'm going to the toilets to pee!"
Luna and Emma looked at each other, no idea what she was up to as she knew for sure Chloe was planning on wetting her shorts. They quickly decided to jump up and follow Chloe into the toilets.
Luna and Emma entered and they found Chloe standing with feet spread apart in the cubicle in front of the toilet with her back to it. While Chloe looked at them,
A hissing sound could be heard and immediately Chloe's crotch started to glisten with pee as it started cascading down and splatter on the floor below her.
They all started laughing and wheezing while Chloe was emptying her bladder into her shorts less than a meter away from the toilet. Chloe was laughing so hard she couldn't even maintain a steady stream making her pee gush out of her in waves. Making it even funnier to Luna. Tears were rolling off of her cheeks seeing her girlfriend wet herself like that.
When Chloe was finally done peeing, leaving a giant puddle of pee that was spreading over the floor. It was then that Luna noticed it... there was no carpet in the toilets, most of the ship had been covered with that NoLiq carpet, but not this. Was it actually allowed to pee on the floor then?
She would have to wait to figure that out because just as she was thinking about it, Chloe shifted her feet together as she was done peeing but doing so... she slipped in her own pee and fell down ass first in her own puddle making a loud splash.
All three couldn't breath, stomach hurting from laughter. No way she just fell in her own puddle. Chloe was just sitting there in her puddle with tears running down her face from laughter.
After a while they finally managed to get their breathing under control, slowly starting to get back to normal. Still one of them started giggling again making the others start giggling again and this continued like this for a few more times until they finally were done.
Just as Chloe got up from her puddle of pee they heard footsteps, probably someone that wanted to use the toilets. Or at least that was her first thought but then she could hear the Karen's voice once again.
Suddenly everything went silent, Luna's hearth stopped when she saw who just entered the room, closely followed by the Karen.
With his purple colored long coat with weirdly matching top hat he slowly waltzed in, while this time missing his usual awkward energetic mannerisms and with a more serious expression on his face.
Luna's perception of him immediately shifted, somehow he looked bigger and not as goofy as in the videos, now he looked like a person with loads of authority and it made him look scarily intimidating.
He stopped in the middle of the room.
"See Doctor, you wouldn't believe it unless you see it with your own eyes how repulsive these girls actually are!"
The most uncomfortable silence she had ever experienced followed, the only sounds that could be heard was the dripping of pee from Chloe's shorts.
Dr. Neuhauss his gaze wandered over the scene that unfolded in front of him.
A shiver went over Luna's spine when his gaze lingered on her for only a split second..
Were they in serious trouble? Also she didn't know why but Luna hadn't really thought about it if the Doctor was actually on the ship himself, but guess she now had the answer to a question she hadn't even asked herself yet.
Dr. Neuhauss his serious expression faded, a familiar and awkward but energetic smile came on his face while he lifted one finger in the air.
In his usual upbeat way of speaking he announced, "Well you know what they say! It's only a real party once people start peeing their pants!"
They stood with their mouths wide open, what did he say? How is that an actual saying? There's no way that's a real saying!
His gaze now went over the room, as if only now realizing they were standing in a restroom.
"Odd place to throw a party though?! ehehe" |
Chapter 20 - Dessert?
(Looks like i'm naming the chapters now)
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From a very young age he knew he was different than most of the other kids, while others were playing with toys and games he was hooked to science.
Reading, learning, understanding and eventually thinking of new theories and the many possibilities that seemingly weren't uncovered yet.
Things that others didn't see or understand.. he did.
One theory he thought of in particular stood out to him... a different method he found for curing diseases.
His peers didn't think much of his theories and hypotheses at first while he easily coursed through highschool, skipping several years and attending university at a relatively young age.
By the time he had gotten through university his theories were starting to get attention by his professors...
Turned out many of his theories were in fact correct, while often out of the ordinary way of thinking, sometimes unorthodox even... but they undeniably worked. His creations got tested and adapted to great succes. Recognition quickly followed for his work.
He took the medical world by storm once it was clear his brilliance was not a one off.
Sure he loved the recognition and by now he didn't have to worry about money anymore as some of his work got bought off of him for large sums of money, while others he worked together with big pharmaceutical companies where he kept his cut for each unit sold.
But after all he was doing it because he felt right at home creating new breakthroughs and pushing the boundaries in the medical field, and his one theory that he wanted to make a reality. A new way of curing diseases.
This, was his masterpiece. All of his other work was nothing compared to this one.
With this he could change the world.
After many iterations, including many fails, he managed to make it a reality... or close to at least.
His new project was finally properly tested and it worked, he knew he had achieved his ultimate creation. Now there was only the last step left before it could get green lit.
Companies however didn't see the same thing he saw... they saw money, loads of it.
They wanted to sell the medication as a luxury product, average people would have to dig deep to be able to afford it.
Surely he could become filthy rich but in the end he wasn't interested in all that.
He wanted to change the world in a meaningful way, a better way. Making an impact by achieving true advancement through his work.
He had showed his middle finger to the biggest pharmaceutical companies, figuratively of course. Okay... sometimes literally, but those assholes deserved it.
Until he got into meaningful talks with Medifix, one of the biggest companies out of all of them, they finally offered him a deal that he was happy with and he finally accepted.
Once the deal was finished he had it on paper that the medication would get sold at a reasonable price, so that anyone could afford it while of course they could still make a reasonable profit off of it.
Seeing the promise of this medication had made companies promise enormous budgets and this time it wasn't any different, after the contract was signed he started planning... After all he had an almost endless amount of budget given to him.
Eventually the cruise ship was rented and customized specifically to his needs for testing, and what should be a minor problem with his medication turned out to be a bigger problem than he had anticipated.
As smart and brilliant as he was, never missing a detail and understanding the most complex biology problems. He couldn't have predicted that the last problem was the diuretic effect that it had on people's bladders paired with the social construct that went together with urine, and there was nothing he could do to fix this. People's prejudice about urine made so many new problems and he had no idea how to fix it. There was only one direction he could take it...
And that direction had brought several test runs on the cruise ship, changing and adapting after each cruise. Until what must be the last and final one, this version was as close as he could get it to be fully functional without being too much of a burden because of the diuretic effect.
And here he was, standing in the womens restrooms, not even sure what the problem was in this situation.
Ah he let his gaze wander through the restroom he noticed, one young girl who had peed her leggings and skirt it seemed.
One young women who had clearly soaked her jeans.
And another one that seemed to have peed in her shorts right in front of the toilet, most likely fully on purpose.
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"I know the rules say that accidents are allowed..." Dr.Neuhaus said, "But i wasn't expecting people to do it right in front of the toilets, ehehe that's also why the floor isn't covered in carpet."
The karen started, "Accident?! This was clearly not an accident, they did it fully on purpose just like the other times i've seen them do it! It's vandalism i tell you!"
Chloe looked like she didn't know what to say.
Luna had second thoughts now, they had never really thought about it, but the rule had specifically said 'accidents' but it was very obvious that none of this was an accident. The karen had also seen her wet her jeans on purpose after all.
Dr. Neuhaus rolled his eyes as he continued, "Of course they did, after all the aim of this cruise was to see if people would pee themselves delibera..."
*cough cough*
A woman, somewhere in her late twenties was now standing a bit further, right next to the entrance. She wore a skirt with a white lab coat and had a tablet in her hands.
"Wait where did she come from? She wasn't there a minute ago." Luna thought.
"Ahum, i mean...we wanted to keep the rules simple from the very start and just said 'accidents are allowed' implying that it was allowed to 'go' anywhere you'd like if it was needed to be." Neuhaus explained with his typical mannerism and gestures. "That said, we didn't think someone would wet themselves deliberately in a restroom, ehehe."
Luna her nerves calmed down a bit, they hadn't misunderstood the rules. After all they had seen a lot of people wet their pants on purpose by now when she started thinking about it.
On the other hand it seemed the karen either wasn't listening or didn't want to hear it.
"These girls are ruining people's cruise and on top of this mess it's also their fault my son peed in his pants!" The karen claimed.
"Um excuse me?!" Luna spoke up backed by Chloe and Emma.
Chloe and Emma added, "We didn't have anything to do with that!"
"Actually I didn't quite catch your name, who were you again exactly?" Dr. Neuhaus said while turning his attention to the karen.
"It's Karen Underwood Doctor!" She said in a pompous way.
Luna, Chloe and Emma all simultaneously started chuckling. There was no way she was actually called Karen.
Dr. Neuhaus got a playful grin on his face and blurted out while trying to contain his laugh, "Are you seriously telling me your name is actually Ka..."
*cough cough*
"Uhum... Also i think an introduction is in order, meet my lovely assistent Alexandra!" Dr. Neuhaus said gesturing at the woman at the entrance. He turned his attention back to the Karen as he continued, "Hold on, i remember that name... Yes, i believe you are the one that has been causing scenes ever since the cruise started."
The assistent started swiping on her tablet. "She's the one from the situation at the service desk Doctor and she's the one that got stuck on the dead ride above central park because she ignored the operator's instructions, also several complaints at the pool. As well as the noise complaint in the karaoke bar."
Dr. Neuhaus wondered out loud visibly confused, "How do you get a noise complaint at a karaoke bar...? ehehe, anyway."
The girls couldn't hold back a chuckle again.
"There's been a steady stream of complaints since the start of the cruise..." Neuhauss continued in a stern voice, "And the vast majority seems to be coming from you, Ms. Underwood."
The karen immediately started a rant like only a karen could do, "Excuse me?! Do you have any idea what i had to deal with so far? I should ask a refund by now as this cruise has been abysmal, and i'm not even talking about the..."
Dr. Neuhaus cut her off and spoke in an even more stern voice, "Ms. Underwood, the cruise is being paid for, in return you sign up for testing the medication. That's the deal everyone signed up for before entering the ship. Even at the service desk you were given the option to decline, but didn't when you fully knew what this cruise was about, but you were probably too busy creating a scene."
The Karen was surprised by this turn of events, in her head she was always right so this felt like a cold shower to her.
When she was regaining her composure and was about to start a new rant Dr. Neuhaus was visibly getting annoyed.
"And if you had paid attention you would also know that the agreement said that you can at any time decide to step out of the project and continue on the cruise normally without further medication, and you will be granted acces to all toilet facilities on the ship including the one in your own room. This could also happen if you fail to comply to the testing procedure mind you."
"...Ofcourse that means you will have to pay for the entire cruise yourself as you have no use to the company in that situation."
There it was, Luna could feel the authority emanating from him. She was loving this turn of events, the Karen had it coming.
The assistent named Alexandra stepped forward now.
While swiping on her tablet she said, "Ms. Underwood, do you want to end the agreement prematurely? Of course that means you will have to pay for the entire cruise."
The Karen was frantically looking around, muttering to herself, until finally replying.
"Why would i have to pay for the entire cruise and not only the remainder of it?"
"Because incomplete data is useless." Neuhaus immediately answered. "You either complete the whole project, or you pay for the whole cruise."
The karen announced in a small voice she wanted to continue the agreement, while muttering that the cruise was a scam.
"How can something be a scam if it's for free and you still have the choice to not go through with it?" Chloe suddenly spoke up.
"Good point you make!" Neuhaus said,
Alexandra said in a stern voice, "In that case we need to ask you to stop harassing other passengers and let them enjoy their cruise."
"But... but these girls..." The Karen muttered.
Dr. Neuhaus now put his attention to the girls while his expression softened. With a straight face he asked "When you come in the restroom next time could you please refrain from peeing in your pants and instead go on the toilet?"
"What a surreal question." Luna thought
"What about peeing in our pants but on the toilet?" Emma asked with a grin,
Luna and Chloe rolled their eyes.
"ehehe... Yes that's allowed! just make sure that if you want to 'go' in your pants to not do it on the floor in the restroom. Basically anywhere else outside of the restroom is totally allowed to just 'go' ehehe!" Neuhaus chuckled, "Alexandra can you notify someone to clean this up?" Alexandra nodded in affirmation.
Luna, Chloe and Emma all apologized profusely for the mess they had made.
Chloe spoke up, "I'm sorry i wasn't really thinking when i did it."
Neuhaus waved it away, "It's no problem really, it wasn't completely clear in the rules after all. With this being cleared up i have to go as i still have a lot of work ehehe, enjoy your further cruise girls."
With that said they all left and the girls went back to their boardgame that they were in the middle of completing. The Karen had suddenly disappeared without making a noise, which was very uncharacteristic for her.
They also noticed a few more people had entered the boardgames room by now.
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"Pfew i thought i was screwed for a hot minute there!" Chloe let out a long sigh.
Emma squeeled, "Did you see how the Karen got destroyed!"
"Absolutely! Dr. Neuhauss basically roasted her!" Luna laughed.
The room was now more full with people enjoying games, the girls knew that their wet pants were fully visible to anyone.
Emma with a big wet patch on the back of her pink skirt.
Chloe her blue shorts were soaked at the front and a wet patch on the back.
Luna definitely was hard to miss with her faded jeans that had gotten soaked, a large wet patch in a darker shade of blue spread over her whole front and back of her jeans.
Luna felt comfortable even knowing that most of the people could see her soaked jeans, the others seemed perfectly comfortable as well.
They continued chatting about the incident in an upbeat way while continuing their game.
Time went by and they had all gotten fresh drinks until a bunch of rounds later they were getting close to beating the game.
They had started the last quest, now they had to defeat the last boss with all the gear they had found in previous rounds.
Emma had made her move and was now waiting for Luna to continue, she was laying on her belly with her feet dangling in the air and fidgeting with a boardpiece in her hand.
Luna shifted on her knees and bend over the board to make her next few moves.
Emma suddenly stopped moving and Luna wasn't sure what gave it away but she was pretty sure she was peeing again.
"It's nice to be able to just 'go' whenever i feel like it." Emma said sheepishly.
While Emma still had the dark wet patch on her butt that now anyone could see while she was laying on her stomach. Luna assumed that the front of her skirt must be getting completely soaked now as well.
While Luna and Chloe agreed with Emma, Luna noticed how her bladder had been filling up as well.
While Luna was moving her pieces she relaxed her bladder without a second thought, by the time she had placed her final pieces on the board she could feel her pee streaming down the inside of her thighs and jeans unto the cushion, making her pee pool around her knees wetting her jeans even further.
Oh she loved how convenient it was to just let go in her pants whenever she felt like. She enjoyed the feeling as well without feeling any embarrassment. Even if other people might notice she was peeing herself.
"Haha are you both peeing yourselves at the same time?" Chloe chuckled.
Emma lightheartedly replied, "Even the doctor said it's ok to just 'go' whenever we feel like, so i'm doing just that!"
Emma seemed to be done peeing and went back to dangling her feet in the air like before.
The game was coming closer to it's conclusion with each passing round and they were getting more engrossed in the game as it was getting tense.
"What if we cast a spell on it first?"
"Just use your passive!"
"Which one? Oh that one."
"Pair it with the fire spell maybe!"
"Use all your items you have left, we don't need em anymore anyway!"
"Oh god i really need to pee." Chloe suddenly said,
It sounded as if it was a simple statement but Luna quickly realized it was more of an announcement. Chloe finished her turn, sat back down with her legs spread, leaned backwards on her hands and let out a soft "aaaah"
*pssshhhhhh*
Luna could hear the loud hissing (probably loud enough for other nearby people in the room to hear as well) and saw Chloe's crotch start glistening with wetness.
Pee was soaking through her shorts and pouring out of her shorts legs. With the way she was sitting Luna could see a glimpse of her light pink panties she was wearing underneath her shorts.
She couldn't keep her eyes off, she got turned on almost immediately seeing her girlfriend bashfully peeing full force into her panties and shorts without any shame.
A puddle was forming around her butt as her pee couldn't soak fast enough into the cushion, by the time Chloe was finally done peeing and her pee was soaking into the cushion there was a visible wet patch around where she was sitting.
"Damn, that felt good!" Chloe blurted out with relief spread over her face.
Luna couldn't help getting flustered seeing this scene, her eyes met with Chloe and she could see there was a grin on her face looking back at her. Did she notice how turned on she was getting by seeing Chloe wet herself?
Emma suddenly rolled a 20 and they all shot up cheering. The boss was dead and they had won the game. They high fived each other and downed their remaining drinks.
Now that Emma was sitting up they could see the damage of her wetting from earlier when laying down on her belly. Her whole front of her skirt was soaked all the way to the hem and even her T-shirt had gotten a little wet.
"So what will we be eating? The game lasted longer than expected and it's dinner time." Luna said,
Chloe immediately answered, "Good call i'm starving!"
"Well that's not special, you're always starving..." Emma said smug,
Luna laughed and Chloe flicked Emma on her head.
"Hold up, there was this restaurant we wanted to try" Chloe suddenly remembered,
Emma added, "Oh i know that one, i went with my parents yesterday. It's really good!"
"I think you need to reserve in the app if i'm not mistaken?" Luna asked,
Emma confirmed this while she and Luna were putting the game back in the box, meanwhile Chloe made the reservations on her phone. Although Emma wasn't joining them as she needed to head back to her room as it was already pretty late.
"My parents will already be waiting by the time we get there, maybe i shouldn't have also wet the front of my skirt." Emma said while sounding a bit worried.
After all she had soaked the entire front and back of her skirt, hard to brush it off as an accident.
Chloe comforted Emma, "I think if you're honest and explain what happened i think your parents might be more understanding."
"I agree, maybe start with telling your parents you met Dr. Neuhaus and that he said to you personally it's ok to just go in your pants." Luna added.
"Yea i think i'll do that, afterwards i'll just straight up admit that i didn't feel like going to the toilet and hope they don't get mad." Emma said while jokingly adding, "In case they do get mad maybe i should just try and get the doctor to talk to them."
They cleaned up their empty drinks and put the game away and went on their ways.
On one of the nearby tables people were playing a game with 5, three guys and two girls when one of the guys suddenly spoke up..
"Guys, did you notice the toilet went red outside?"
One of the two girls answered "Yea i noticed it as well and i kind of need to pee"
"So are we gonna go look for a toilet then? I also need to go and i'm not sure how much longer i can hold it."
"But we just started? This won't work if we have to go look for a toilet every time right?"
The employee passed by and casually gave them a tip, "If you go look for a toilet every time, your game is literally gonna last until tomorrow morning. You don't have to do what i say but if i were you i would just do what those others girls did from earlier and just 'go' in your pants where you're sitting."
The group was surprised at his tip but started discussing what the employee had said,
"If someone would tell me to just piss my pants out of sheer convenience two weeks ago i would think they're completely crazy." One of the girls said.
One of the guy's added, "We saw those girls playing a game over there while literally peeing in their pants whenever they felt like. Imagine we saw that happen like two weeks ago!"
They all chuckled over this, realizing how much the cruise had skewed their perception of peeing in your pants and how it was now acceptable.
Lisa shyly added, "I mean... me and Sheila have had a few accidents by now."
"Don't be embarrassed about it, it's really no big deal if you look at how many people are even doing it on purpose by now." One of the guy's tried to comfort her.
It was true though, the girls (Sheila and Lisa) had been hanging out with the three guys several times on the cruise. The guys didn't have as many problems as the girls when they were really desperate, they had peed pretty much everywhere by now.
For example off the side of the ship, behind a plant, in a plant, in and behind a trashcan. Yesterday they even whipped their dicks out and peed on the carpet right off their seats while watching a movie.
Because it was dark nobody else could see, while the girls promised to not look while sitting besides them.
Really weird situations had happened, but it meant that a couple of times the girls hadn't been able to find a place to relieve themselves and ended up with wet pants... they hated it the first few times but... yesterday they had gotten into a predicament once again, both were bursting to pee and they had found a toilet minutes earlier but the line was so freaking long they knew they stood no chance. They decided to keep looking but quickly realized they weren't gonna find one in time without a long line.
Sheila had accepted she was gonna wet her pants again, so why hold longer and hurt her bladder even more?
She had pretended to not be able to hold anymore and just relaxed her bladder and wet herself on purpose.
Surprisingly her friend had followed her lead and was wetting herself seconds later.
"Coincidence?" she thought. "Or had she also let go on purpose just like her."
....
"So... what's the plan here? I really need to go." One of the guys asked,
"Maybe us guys can just go soak the carpet in some hallway then? But what about you girls?"
"To be fair... those girls from earlier did pee in their pants like it wasn't a big deal at all." Lisa pondered, "I can't believe i'm actually contemplating going in my pants on purpose..."
After the girls gave each other a look and Sheila answered after a small pause, "Fine by me." Now that she had confirmed their plan, knowing that it meant wetting her pants, she was getting goosebumps.
"Hey, no need to be embarrassed about it ok!" One of the guys said while patting Sheila on her back.
The guys one by one got up and went to look for a spot for a quick leak leaving the two girls behind at the table, while assuring them to not be ashamed and just go in their pants if they wanted to.
"So... are we really gonna do this?" Lisa asked a bit nervous.
Sheila answered with another question, "Do you have a better idea?"
She continued, "After having had a couple of accidents... i'm starting to think it's not that bad, right?"
Lisa blushed and shyly answered, "I... i mean, it could be worse i guess."
Sheila her curiosity got the upper hand as she asked, "Yesterday you *also* let go in your pants on purpose right?"
"What?! No of course not!" only then Lisa realized what Sheila just admitted, "Wait what do you mean with *also*, so you *also* did it on purpose?"
Sheila started laughing, "I knew it!"
Meanwhile Lisa was getting completely flustered realizing she had accidentaly admitted to deliberately peeing her pants yesterday.
"Ah what the heck, we've seen several people wet themselves on purpose by now and nobody gave a damn." Sheila said while getting goosebumps for what she was about to do.
Sheila relaxed and let out a small sigh.
"Wait, are you...?"
*pssssshhhh*
"Oh shit... that feels good..." Sheila said surprised, with relief plastered on her face. "I needed to pee so bad."
Lisa said intrigued, "You're actually peeing, holy shit."
Pee was running down Sheila's jeans and chair, splattering on the carpet below her, "Ok now i understand those girls from earlier, it kinda feels nice."
She was completely emptying her bladder in her jeans while sitting on the chair, realizing it felt really good while she could see how her pants were getting soaked. Fully relieved she now looked at Lisa.
Sheila added, "I can't believe i'm saying this but... just try it, it feels good."
By the time the guys came back, the girls were both sitting in soaked pants that were still dripping with pee.
Slightly embarrassed at what they had done, but surprised at how nice and convenient it was.
Lisa was chuckling a little bit, "Now i'm wondering why i tried so hard all this time to not wet myself, it's way more convenient to just let go!"
"Wait seriously?" One of the guys asked.
"Yea really! I'm thinking of doing it more often, it's convenient!" Sheila added,
The guys didn't make fun of them at all. "I felt bad for you two on earlier days when you had accidents, but if you think about it, it's really no big deal. Even if you do it on purpose." One of the guy said while the others agreed.
They continued their game and the girls kept peeing their pants care free for the remainder of their evening.
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Luna and Chloe had escorted Emma to her room, it was only a small detour after all, they took their time as they weren't in a hurry because their reservation was still a while away.
However once they had dropped off Emma, Luna noticed how Chloe was all flirty and touchy feely with her. She loved it and started returning flirts as well. She hadn't forgotten how hot it looked when Chloe had wet herself earlier. In fact, by now her bladder had filled enough that she could go for a pee again which was also adding to her arousal.
They got to the entrance of the elevator and were waiting for it to open when Chloe whispered.
"Do you know how ridiculously hot that was when you casually walked out of the restroom and just soaked your entire jeans in the middle of the room. I wish i could've also seen it from behind."
"Oh you liked that huh?"
Chloe nodded with a mischievous smile.
"Want me do it again?" Luna said playfully.
Chloe's eyes widened and nodded furiously, meanwhile the elevator doors went open.
They were alone in the elevator and as the doors closed, Luna was so turned on she threw away all caution.
She put her hands on the railing in the back of the elevator, leaned forward and stretched her back, pointing her butt towards Chloe so she had the best view. Spread her feet wide and without hesitation relaxed her bladder completely.
Luna let out a moan followed by a loud hissing sound *pssshhhhhh*
Immediately she could feel the warm wetness spread everywhere, fully rewetting her jeans.
She could feel how Chloe had put her hand on her butt now, moving it downwards and in between her legs, caressing her crotch from behind while she was full force peeing into her pants.
Luna looked down to see her pee running down her jeans and through Chloe's fingers, making a splattering sound on the carpet below them.
She loved it, without hesitation she kept emptying her bladder while Chloe kept caressing Luna between her legs, enjoying the pee of her girlfriend running through her fingers.
Luna her stream subsided, with pee still dripping from her jeans in the two puddles she had made she turned around. Immediately she got greeted with Chloe pressing her lips unto hers, she felt Chloe's hands go down, grabbing Luna's butt so firm she almost lifted her off the ground.
Meanwhile Luna had cupped Chloe's breasts, feeling her bra under her shirt. Suddenly the *ping* sound went, meaning they had reached their floor and the door would open in any second, Luna quickly pushed Chloe off and they tried to look normal, but realized they had been just a tad bit too slow for comfort.
The doors went open and a small group of elderly people stood in front of them.
Luna still standing in her puddle with soaked jeans that were still glistening from wetness while both girls were red in the face and panting.
For a second they stared at the elderly people and they stared back at them with their mouths open before they both bolted out of the elevator and made their way to their room. Both where laughing their asses off while still walking through the hallways with no other people around.
"Holy shit Luna! That was ridiculously hot!" Chloe almost shouted,
Luna could see the lust still lingering in Chloe's eyes, "You know what was also ridiculously hot? When i saw you were wetting your panties and skirt yesterday evening!"
They now got to their room's door and Chloe opened it and went in closely followed by Luna.
"Haha, i knew you were looking up my skirt!" Chloe said with a mischievous smile,
"Hehe." Luna was caught, not that she minded, she closed the door while she answered playfully. "You caught me, now what?"
Chloe started teasing even more, "I guess it's my turn now, want to see me wet my panties again?"
Chloe didn't wait for an answer, she turned around in the middle of their room, now facing Luna.
She unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down just below her crotch, revealing her light pink panties to her.
The wet patch of her previous wetting was spread over her crotch, Luna couldn't help it, seeing Chloe stand like that was turning her on even more.
A new wet patch appeared on Chloe's panties that quickly spread out while her pee started to stream down into her shorts and further ran down on the carpet.
Luna couldn't help herself anymore, she walked up to Chloe and let her hand slide down over her girlfriends crotch, feeling her panties, feeling her stream going through her fingers. Luna wasn't thinking anymore, like on autopilot she started to massage Chloe's pussy through her panties while pee was still pouring out of her.
The only thing that could be heard in the room was moaning and kissing combined with pee splattering in the puddle that Chloe was making. The splattering eventually stopped as Chloe her stream subsided. They kept making out while Luna had a revelation in the moment, fuck it, she wanted to go all the way.
Just when Luna wanted to slide her hand in Chloe's panties she suddenly moved and stood behind Luna.
Chloe's left hand slid up Luna's shirt and under her bra while her right hand fiddled with her jeans button.
Luna let out a moan when she could feel Chloe's hand on her breast, she quickly helped undoing her jeans button and pulled her jeans down a little to make way for Chloe.
Expecting Chloe to touch her through her panties gave Luna goosebumps when she instead felt Chloe's hand go in her panties, she didn't fight it at all and shivers coursed through her body when Chloe's hands reached her slit, caressing it. Chloe started rubbing Luna's clit while she started to moan loudly. She hadn't even realized before how much she had been looking forward to this moment.
Waves of pleasure were coursing through Luna while she was getting closer and closer to climaxing, she wasn't thinking anymore and simply relished the moment.
Luna loved how she could feel Chloe kissing her neck and nibbling on her earlobes when suddenly she slid a finger inside her and started fingering her.
Luna felt like she was losing her mind, her knees getting weak while she was getting overwhelmed with arousal.
Her mind went blank and she felt pure ecstasy while spasms were going through her body, after her orgasm subsided she could feel herself losing control and getting limb.
Luna got back to her senses and got back up with a little help of Chloe, slightly embarrassed.
Chloe whispered in her ear, "Liked that?"
"Holy fuck" Luna muttered while heavily panting, "I think 'like' is an understatement."
Luna firmly planted her lips on Chloe's while she started moving her hands over her body and downwards towards her soggy panties. To Luna's surprise, before she got there Chloe stopped her advance.
"Huh? Something wrong?" Luna said surprised,
Chloe had an almost painful expression on her face, was that... regret?
"No, nothing wrong. In fact i'm gonna regret saying this, it's just that we're gonna be late for our reservation if we don't change and go immediately."
"Fuck..." Luna said it while she knew Chloe was right.
Screw that reservation, she wanted more of this, more of Chloe. Funnily enough she could see it in Chloe's eyes as well. Suddenly out of nowhere she could hear Chloe's stomach growl.
"Hahaha are you that hungry?" Luna said while they both started laughing, "I was just thinking of bailing on that reservation if that was an option."
Chloe chuckled, while having Luna still in her embrace "There's a fine if we bail, although i was considering it as well!"
Luna's stomach now growled as well, she was in fact hungry as well, they both chuckled again.
Moving her head closer to Chloe's ear, Luna whispered, "I promise i'll more than make it up to you when we get back."
"Alright! What are we waiting for then, lets get going!" Chloe suddenly blurted out, full of energy she kicked off her shorts that had fallen on the ground at some point during their make out session.
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Just in time they made it to the restaurant, they had quickly changed into fresh clothes before leaving.
Can't go to a restaurant in peed pants. At least that's what they assumed.
Luna had put on her tight fitting jeans shorts while Chloe was wearing a classy grey dress that almost came to her knees.
"you picked out that dress because of what i said earlier didn't you?" Luna said while giving Chloe a mischievous smile.
A grin came on Chloe's face, "Hehe, perhaps." she wasn't even trying to hide her intentions. "Want to know what color of panties i'm wearing this time?"
"I'll see them later anyway, lets keep it a surprise shall we?" Luna blurted out,
Chloe acted surprised, "Oh Luna!"
Luna felt like she was done hiding and loved how they were openly flirting with each other, a few days ago this would have been a far dream of hers.
Chloe playfully added, "I can't wait to see you wet those shorts and i'll pull them off later!"
"Chloe!" Now it was Luna's turn to act surprised.
Before leaving the room Luna had quickly splashed some water in her face to cool off a little, but she already felt the effect had worn off and she was getting flustered again.
After everything that had happened Luna was very much intending to wet her shorts at some point, probably giving a show to Chloe while doing so, but not in the restaurant ofcourse!
She definitely cherished what had developed between them over the last few days.
When they entered the restaurant they had to wait a bit to get a table appointed, meanwhile they were taking in the interior.
As Emma had said, it was fantasy themed and was looking fantastic. It had all sorts of decorations and art that referenced famous and iconic fantasy stories.
With just a glance anyone could tell there went a lot of work in designing this style, everything looked well crafted.
The waiters were all well dressed up while the seating was also in U-shaped cubicle style with what looked like soft and comfortable seats.
They liked what they saw.
Their reservation was on the late side so some of the other tables were already done eating.
Not far from where they were standing, they saw a family that was already done it seemed.
Luna her attention got grasped by something, while the mother and father were happily chatting, their daughter (probably not much older than Emma) who was sitting next to her mother suddenly reclined in her seat and let out a small sigh.
A thought crossed Luna's mind, "Surely she wasn't gonna...?"
Suddenly to Luna's surprise a small dark spot became visible on the girls crotch of her pants and quickly started growing, the girl calmly observed how the wet patch grew on her crotch while she nonchalantly kept relieving herself right there in her pants where she was sitting.
By the time Luna had poked Chloe to get her attention, her pants were getting soaked with pee while it was already flowing down the front of her seat and down on to to the carpet. The girls mother had noticed it by now.
The mother chuckled, "Sweety, you didn't feel like getting up to go to the toilet?"
"No, I ate so much it's hard to get up!" The girl jokingly said.
The mother and father laughed it off like it was only normal that their daughter was simply wetting her pants when she was feeling too lazy to get up to go to the toilet.
After the girl was done peeing in her pants she sat back up straight and announced with a smile, "I'm done" and took a sip from her drink.
"Hold up, I thought it made sense it wasn't allowed to wet your pants in the restaurants, that's why there's always acces to the toilets right?" Luna asked,
Chloe answered slightly confused, "Yea that's what i also thought, maybe we assumed wrong!"
The waitress walked up to them, "Good evening ladies, table for two?"
They followed the waitress to their cubicle while Luna thought back at what Dr. Neuhaus had said earlier today.
"Basically anywhere else outside of the restroom is totally allowed to just 'go' ehehe!"
Had they wrongly assumed that wetting your pants in the restaurant wasn't allowed?
They got their table appointed and Luna and Chloe took their seat while Luna her curiosity got the upperhand.
"Excuse me. We saw that girl wet her pants on purpose so i was wondering, is that simply allowed?" Luna asked politely.
"Absolutely, anywhere on the ship as a matter of fact." The waitress answered casually, "On the other hand we have toilets here that are always open as well."
"Yes we knew there were toilets in the restaurants, so we assumed 'accidents' weren't allowed because of it." Chloe said surprised,
"Well you don't have to use the toilets if you don't feel like it." The waitress responded with a smile, "If you prefer you can simply go in your pants and on the seats, the cushions are well equipped for that specific reason."
Turns out they had underestimated the cruise and it's toilet rules, Luna couldn't believe it was allowed to wet your pants in the middle of a restaurant.
Later the waitress returned with their ordered drinks and appetizers that they quickly started snacking on.
They were happily chatting while also rating the food they were snacking on.
Both girls agreed it was delicious so far. Meanwhile the people at the table that was accross theirs were done and left, this did mean they had a decent amount of cover from the remaining people on other tables.
When the waitress returned they both gave their order and she let them know their food was on it's way.
Chloe was telling a story about something she had seen on vacation a year ago while Luna was listening. With what the waitress had said she started feeling cheeky though.
Luna didn't even need to pee all that bad, but just for fun she started relaxing her bladder.
While still listening to Chloe's story Luna could feel her panties get damp.
"Nothing weird about the fact that i'm letting out spurts in my pants on this cruise!" Luna thought, she quickly let out another spurt, dampening her panties further.
She kept letting out small spurts here and there slowly wetting her panties. She knew that if she kept going like this it'll show a wet spot on her jeans shorts if it didn't already, and afterwards if they wanted to leave they would have to get up from their table and walk through the entire restaurant which meant people would see that she had peed her pants. And then walk all the way to their room with people everywhere.
While thinking about the consequences she was getting some goosebumps. Relaxed for another spurt to come out but she didn't feel like stopping immediatly.
While still listening to Chloe's story Luna loved how she started feeling a warm and wet glow in her crotch, she glanced down to observe the wet patch growing on her shorts.
Still she didn't immediatly stop, it felt good to release in her pants. When she finally stopped her stream there was already a significant wet spot, she could feel some had went to her butt as well.
This would be hard to hide from people if she would stand up, not that she was worrying about it anymore but it was making her excited if anything.
Chloe suddenly interrupted what she was talking about and asked, "Did you just pee...?"
Luna started to blush and whispered, "I did, I just wet myself. Only a little bit though"
Chloe her head popped under the table to see for herself. Popped back up with a silly grin on her face.
"That's not a little bit!" Chloe said enthousiasticly, "You really don't care anymore if other people see it?"
"Nope!" They both chuckled and Luna added with a mischievous grin on her face. "Should i do some more?"
Chloe quickly nodded and Luna reclined back in her seat, spread her legs wide so Chloe had a good view and relaxed her bladder. Chloe popped her head under the table again to watch.
Luna happily continued wetting her panties and shorts, the wet patch started to expand and she could now feel the wet warmth start to soak downwards and caressing her butt until she finally stopped her stream.
Luna lifted her butt up just to show the wet patch to Chloe while both were giggling at what she had just done.
"Holy shit you completely wet your shorts." Chloe announced, "Ok my turn now."
Luna didn't want to miss this! It was now her turn to pop her head under the table and enjoy the view. Chloe spread her legs wide this time.
Luna had a perfect view at Chloe's panties which were dark blue with pink accents. They were super cute and before Luna could fully take in the view when a darker colored wet patch started to form on Chloe's panties.
She was letting out spurts, making her panties get more and more wet with each one.
Slowly the wet patch grew and expanded, all the way until her pee was starting to soak into her dress as well, creating a darker grey patch on her dress. Chloe was letting out bigger spurts while Luna saw it start to run down her dress as well.
Suddenly Chloe slammed her legs back together which spooked Luna.
When Luna popped her head back up she saw the waitress walking towards their table with their food.
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"Can't believe i wet myself like that earlier." Luna admitted.
Chloe answered with a smile, "But it felt good didn't it, the expression on your face gave it away!"
They were done eating their delicious meal and were still chatting and enjoying their drinks, both sitting in peed clothes without a worry.
Luna asked after checking her phone "By the way Vicky and Selena asked if we're coming to the party at the top deck later?"
"Sure if you want to!" Chloe answered energetically, "At least if that, you know, that promise from earlier still stands?" Chloe answered back in a playful way.
Oh Luna was definitely looking forward to it, with a mischievous smile she answered. "Absolutely!"
"On a different subject though, the drinks are doing it's work and I didn't let everything out earlier." Chloe said while pretending to be squirmish, "I really need to pee again."
"Just let go!" Luna answered without missing a beat.
"Oh i think i will!" Chloe said while she started moving further across the seat into the cubicle, past the end of the table so they had more cover as well.
Luna moved with her so the table was out of the way for her and she had a great view now.
Chloe put one foot up the seat and spread wide, hiking up her dress a little bit as well giving Luna full view of her pee stained panties.
While Luna suddenly got an idea, she kicked off one shoe and moved closer to Chloe.
"Huh, what are you? ...oh" Chloe let out surprised.
Luna started to massage Chloe's crotch and soggy panties with her foot, making her sock damp from Chloe's still soggy panties.
Chloe reclined in her seat and was holding back moans while her girlfriend was rubbing her with her foot. Clearly enjoying it.
Luna could feel the first spurt that went into Chloe's panties, making her sock wet.
She started to rub faster, pressing her foot into Chloe's crotch which got answered with another spurt from her further wetting Luna's sock.
They went back and forth like this, Luna rubbing her foot on Chloe's crotch while she could feel her sock getting more and more soaked with each spurt that Chloe was letting out in her panties.
Luna wasn't thinking anymore, she just felt like doing it. She fully relaxed her bladder and with a loud hissing noise she was wetting her shorts completely. Pee was gushing out of her short legs while cascading down the seat and on the ground.
She wasn't the only one that was letting it all out when she could feel her foot getting warm and wet, pee was running down her soaked sock and unto the ground while Chloe's panties and dress were getting soaked with pee.
Luna started rubbing as fast as she could and saw her girlfriend reaching her limit.
Spasms were going through Chloe as she orgasmed while trying to not make too much sound.
With pee still gushing out of her Luna could feel how short bursts of pee were hitting her foot through Chloe's panties.
Luna was getting extremely turned on by seeing her orgasm like that which lasted for several seconds.
Just when Chloe her orgasm subsided they got spooked, someone was coming.
Just when the waitress arrived at their table both girls were sitting at their table normally again pretending nothing had happened. Still heavily breathing and panting while being bright red in their face.
"Uhm..." While the waitress politely asked, "Dessert?"
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Edited March 30 by OmoNeon
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Chapter 21: "Getting comfortable"
Sorry for the long wait guys, i also decided to cut the chapter i was working on in half because it was getting too long.
That does mean that the next chapter will be coming a lot sooner than this one 😄
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"It's completely soaked!" Luna said, laughing while she was wringing out her soaked sock.
"Sorry!" Chloe was laughing,
After they were done laughing about it and Luna put her now soggy sock back on, Chloe asked,
"Why didn't you want a dessert btw?"
"Because i was planning on having you as a dessert, duh!"
"Oh my god Luna!"
They were both laughing while trying to keep their voices down.
"I just thought it's kinda dumb to pay for one if we have plenty of good ice cream and other stuff for free outside the restaurant." Luna said,
"Ok fair enough," Chloe replied, "You can have some of mine!"
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Chloe had finished her desert with the help of Luna and they went on their way to their room. On the way there to get changed they bumped into Selena and Vicky.
"There you guys are, come on hurry up so we can go to the party, i'm getting thirsty and there are drinks that need to get emptied!" Vicky said while motioning to go faster.
Selena quickly added, "And floors that needs to get danced on!"
Luna opened the door to their room and let everyone in, Vicky and Selena were already dressed up with their make up done and everything ready to go. They didn't even mention anything about Luna and Chloe's soaked shorts and dress.
Luna sat down on one of their chairs in her pissy shorts with the others while Chloe went in the bathroom to get changed. Selena kept standing and Vicky took the other free chair.
"So how was your guys afternoon?" Luna asked,
Selena started, "We wandered around together with Liv and Peyton and then went to the gym together, we only found one toilet that was kind of close to it and the line was insanely long."
"When we finally got to the gym and by the time everything was set up and we got going we all needed to pee again!" Vicky continued.
"Of course Peyton and Liv complained and were about to head back to the toilet." Selena continued, "I was already contemplating to simply wet my shorts right then and there even if there were other people at the gym. And we were already wasting so much time just standing in line for toilets."
Vicky excitedly continued their story, "Then this hot and muscled gym trainer comes around and simply tells us it's easier to find a spot here in the gym, squat and just go on the carpet or if you're not too shy about it, is to wear light shorts and pee through them."
"I kid you not!" Selena added, "He even added that we didn't need to be embarrassed about it!"
"There were even rules in the gym that said you needed to clean the gym equipment after you were 'done' with it." Vicky said in excitement.
"Wait we had a similar experience!" Chloe's muffled voice could be heard through the bathroom door.
"So Peyton said 'fuck it' and went to a bit more secluded spot in between the gym equipment and dropped her pants and pissed right in the middle of the gym. And Liv, as prude as she is obviously went all the way back to go stand in line for the toilet." Vicky explained while rolling her eyes.
"And me and Vicky just pissed our shorts on the spot!" Selena said excitedly without any shame. "Like this" She spread her feet apart, relaxed which made her shoulders drop and let out a long "aaaah"
"Haha yea just like that!" Vicky remarked.
Luna realized Selena was only mimicking what she had done at the gym and blurted out, "I thought for a second you were gonna pee your pants right there."
"Don't worry i don't need to, i peed right before we got here." Selena assured her.
Luna now excitedly started telling their story of what they had done during the day, with the whole ordeal of the Karen, without any shame she explained how they had wet themselves multiple times and finally meeting with Dr. Neuhaus.
"No way you met him!?" Both Selena and Vicky reacted surprised.
"We had completely soaked our pants by then." Luna said just when Chloe came back from the bathroom.
Chloe twirled around in front of Luna, "What do you think?" Chloe was wearing a white blouse with jeans hot pants/shorts and dark grey leggings under them.
"Looks amazing!" Luna said while giving a wink and went in the bathroom herself to get ready. While inside she could hear the conversation continue although a bit muffled.
Chloe continued the conversation and was further talking about the moment they met Dr. Neuhaus.
"Stop! There's no way you're telling me that karen was actually called Karen?" Vicky almost shouted from surprise.
"Does it look like i'm joking?"
"Go away!"
Chloe continued, "He roasted the karen and then went on to clarify the rules further, he straight up told us it's fine to go in our pants anywhere except in the restroom."
"So that's exactly what we did at the restaurant later!" Luna shouted muffled from inside the bathroom.
Vicky and Selena laughed while both were entertained with the story.
Selena blushed a little when she started talking, "Lately i'm feeling pretty comfortable just going in my pants, i hope that's not weird"
The others agreed sheepishly, assuring her it's not weird at all.
Luna couldn't agree more, she loved how much had changed between all of them the last few days.
She was done with getting dressed and started on her make up so she opened the door to the bathroom while she continued getting ready.
"About that, so um... do you guys also just wet the bed instead of getting up at night?" Vicky asked as nonchalantly as possible while glancing at their bed.
"Wait, you guys also do that?" Chloe blurted out
They all laughed at the fact they had been sharing the same naughty habit.
"That's one thing i'm seriously gonna miss..." Selena said looking disappointed, "It's so annoying to get up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet."
Chloe added, "Especially after a night out and you had a lot to drink!"
"Exactly!" Selena said, "I never thought of the option to simply let go in bed when i needed to pee."
Vicky laughed at the others, "Well sucks to be you! I usually have a waterproof cover over my mattress, so when i wake up in the middle of the night to pee i'll stay in bed if i feel like it!"
Luna felt a sting of jealousy when she got reminded that Vicky's family was ok with her wetting her bed.
Luna suddenly realized, this was the first time the topic came up about when the cruise would end and they went back home. Would things go back to normal or would she still have opportunities to wet her pants?
Luna started to ponder over the many things that had happened on this cruise.
She did feel some butterflies in her stomach when she thought about the biggest change, the fact that she had a girlfriend now.
A few shivers went through her while thinking of her family and friends their reaction if they would find out.
Although she also secretly hoped she would be able to continue her naughty habit of wetting even when the cruise eventually ended.
Vicky started teasing Selena now, "Imagine waking up in the middle of the night after we went out for a few drinks, laying in bed and needing to pee."
"I wouldn't want to get out of bed!" Selena said while playing along and faking an irritated face,
"Just laying there.... relaxing... and... aaah" Vicky reclined in her chair, shoulders dropped and let out a sigh. A second later she suspiciously tensed up and shifted to sitting back up again.
Chloe blurted out, "Wait, did you just pee?"
Vicky had a mischievous smile on her face and wiggled a bit on her chair, "A little bit."
They all chuckled while Vicky spread her legs a bit, showing the crotch of her jeans that now had a tiny but barely visible wet spot.
"I didn't even need to pee to be honest. I just felt like doing it, i like that damp feeling in my panties." Vicky sheepishly added.
Luna her heart started beating faster, her friends were having a casual discussion about wetting their pants, and enjoying it!
"Oh you also like that?" Selena added while Chloe was nodding along in agreement.
Selena a little bit on the spot and mumbled a bit, "Maybe I should've let some out as well earlier, even though i don't really have much in the tank."
"Just do it if you want" Chloe was trying to convince Selena,
"What's stopping you?" Luna popped her head out of the bathroom and asked hopefully, "So are we even gonna bother to go stand in line for the toilet later or...?"
The others looked at each other for a few seconds when Selena spoke up, "We've been standing in bathroom lines for so long today, i don't want to go stand in anymore lines!"
"Agree!" Chloe added, "It's not a big deal if other people see me wet my pants anyway."
Vicky nonchalantly added, "Same, what's the big deal if other people are doing it as well at this point and it's actually allowed anyway!"
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Vicky enjoyed the wet feeling in her panties while still sitting on the chair, letting it all out in her fresh jeans would feel even better though. Thinking about it, that nice warm glow in her crotch followed with the wet sensation spreading under her butt would feel wonderful.
On second thought she couldn't do that as she would need to go to the party in visibly peed pants... or did she even really care that people would see her? Her friends didn't seem to mind it either at this point. Would random strangers even care if she would go to the party in peed pants?
Vicky made up her mind and started to relax her bladder, waiting for her flow to start and empty her bladder in her jeans and chair.
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Luna's make up was done by now and she was wearing her stylish red jumpsuit she had worn a couple days earlier. It had returned from the cleaning service all clean and pristine again. She was completely ready to go to the party. While doing the final touches she heard laughter erupting from the others outside the bathroom followed by a "Haha she's peeing!"
Once again she popped her head out of the bathroom to see what was going on.
Vicky got up and turned around, showing off a big wet patch that was spread over her butt that was impossible not to notice. Clearly she had just peed herself on purpose.
"You're gonna go to the party like that?" Luna asked surprised.
Vicky, who was still laughing at what she just did, asked, "Yea why not?"
"You're gonna pee your jeans as well?" Chloe asked while looking over at Selena,
Only now Luna realized Selena had shifted her stance and was standing with her feet slightly apart.
Selena blushed a little when saying, "A little bit, just to get my panties wet."
Just as she said it they could see a wet patch slowly form on her crotch, but it looked like she didn't stop her flow. It started to spread across her crotch and was glistening with wetness while a streak went down on one side of her thigh.
Chloe chuckled while looking at Selena's wet patch, "I thought you were only gonna pee a little bit? You emptied your bladder didn't you?"
"Well it felt good so i didn't feel like stopping!" Selena sheepishly declared with a smile, she felt her wet crotch with her hand and continued, "Oooh I'm starting to really like that wet feeling not gonna lie."
Luna couldn't believe they were wetting their jeans just for fun. Just like with Vicky there was no way people wouldn't notice with a wet patch like that, Selena's jeans were clearly peed in with a streak that went down to almost her knee.
She went back into the bathroom and looked at herself in their standing mirror.
She couldn't stop grinning.
Excitement had been building hearing her friends enjoying wetting their pants, but now it had reached it's peak.
With pounding heart she relaxed her bladder.
It took a few seconds but then Luna could feel the first drops going in her fresh panties with no intentions to stop.
She enjoyed how her panties were slowly getting soaked with pee while starting to go down her inner thighs, in her reflection in the mirror she could see the darker wet patch starting to form on her crotch. After a couple seconds her small stream subsided leaving only a small wet patch on her crotch and a streak that went down on one of her thighs.
Happy with the wet sensation in her pants she exited the bathroom to join with the others, she showed off her wet patch as well. No need to be embarrassed about it anymore.
They all fist bumped each other seeing they had all wet their pants , some more than the others, except Chloe.
"Maaaaan! I peed earlier and now i can't, i'm the only one with dry panties." Chloe said while she genuinely seemed disappointed.
"Haha loser!" Selena joked while the others laughed.
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They were on their way to the party which was on the top deck on the other side of the ship as usual, they took their sweet time while chatting about stuff.
Luna wasn't sure who started the topic but they were now talking about whether it was a good idea to wet your panties while at school under their school outfit?
"I mean, under your skirt nobody would know it anyway right?" Chloe added,
Luna was loving the naughty idea, and the prospect of continuing the idea of wetting her panties after the cruise ended.
They were almost at the party when suddenly Luna realized Chloe had fallen behind.
She turned around to see Chloe standing still now, concentrating and with her feet apart.
"Aah... there we go." While Chloe said it they could all see a darker patch form on her jean shorts.
They all chuckled seeing Chloe had finally caught up with them and had wet herself a little, she looked content with what she had done.
"Well there goes my fresh dry panties." Chloe happily declared while checking the wetness on her shorts.
They entered the top deck and arrived at the party. Minutes later Luna had already found a snack to munch on as a desert for earlier and they were all hanging out in one of the lounge chairs while Selena had brought drinks for them.
"How come you guys have wet your pants again?"
Peyton and Liv suddenly arrived.
"Accidents?" Liv asked.
"Not quite, it was on purpose." Vicky said in between sips from her drink. "Just for fun."
They all chuckled while Peyton rolled her eyes and Liv had a look of confusion on her face wondering if they were joking.
"Actually a bit further i think there's a whole group of chicks sitting that also peed in their pants, but fully soaked." Liv said while joining the conversation. "The line to the bathroom isn't even that long so i wonder how they all managed to have an accident like that."
"Seriously the line is pretty long..." Peyton remarked to Liv.
Luna calmly added, "I don't think those are accidents anymore at this point."
"I saw some women are also simply wetting their panties under their skirts, or maybe they're just going commando i guess." Selena added.
"Well i don't know about you guys but i'm just gonna piss my jeans for the remainder of the evening." Vicky blurted out.
Selena, Luna and Chloe all agreed, said cheers and clinked their glasses. Peyton ignored it and Liv had a confused expression on her face.
The DJ started his set and was shouting some stuff over a song that nobody really cared about and that was their qeue to go mingle in the crowd and enter the dance floor.
Luna was in a bubbly mood which was not her usual self at parties, she felt more free.
She loved dancing in the crowd with a wet feeling between her legs reminding her of what she had done earlier and what she was planning on doing. it weirdly made her feel sexy.
Dancing around while she was being social with others, Peyton and Liv had started chatting with some guys and Luna joined in as well.
She felt a bit funny and blushed when Peyton and Liv let the guys know she was in fact taken when the guys were trying to hit on her.
After a while it was Luna and Chloe's turn to get a fresh round of drinks.
It was quite crowded tonight and they had to get through heaps of people to get to one of the bars on the deck.
While waiting at the bar there was a woman before them, at first Luna didn't notice anything but then Chloe nodded towards her.
It was hard to see because she was wearing black pants, but surely they could see there was a wet patch stretched over her bum.
Luna and Chloe smiled at each other knowing they were not the only ones, then the woman walked away and it was their turn.
They gave their order and waited for their drinks while Chloe stood next to her at the bar and suddenly whispered in her ear.
"I get it."
"Get what?" Luna asked confused,
"This." Chloe answered with a smile while she nodded downwards.
Only now Luna noticed, Chloe simply stood there leaning on the bar and was without missing a beat relieving herself in her shorts.
Her shorts were glistening with pee while it was spreading down on her dark grey leggings. Surely it couldn't have been a full bladder but the wet patch still reached all the way until her knees by the time she was done.
"I love how it feels." Then Chloe stole a quick kiss before grabbing their drinks and heading towards the others.
Luna her head was floating somewhere in the clouds while she was walking behind Chloe, her girlfriend had just nonchalantly pissed herself in full view and now she could see the fresh wet patch on her butt that hadn't been there a few minutes earlier.
Chloe hadn't been the only one that felt like wetting her pants further.
Selena and Vicky were both dancing together and now both their wet patch on their jeans spread all the way to their knees as well. They were definitely enjoying themselves.
They put their drinks down on the nearest table and went back to the dance floor just when the DJ shouted some gibberish in his mic and hyped up the crowd for the next banger of a song.
For a while they danced their hearts out and Luna could feel her own bladder starting to fill by now, and just as she thought of letting it flow the current song ended and a slower song started which was her qeue.
Chloe came up to her, with the intent in wanting a dance with her, of course she accepted and while they started slow dancing, in the moment Luna relaxed her bladder without any hesitation and welcomed the wet sensation that was spreading in her panties.
Chloe threw her arms around Luna and pulled her closer pressing their bodies against each other.
Luna could feel the warm wetness soaking down her legs while she asked, "you don't mind right? I'm in the middle of..."
Chloe cut off her sentence, "I could tell by looking at your face that you're peeing!"
Without waiting for a reaction Chloe pressed her lips against Luna's and they kept kissing while Luna kept fully relieving her bladder into her jumpsuit. She was in heaven.
By the time she was done peeing she could feel her clothes were soaked, her pee had cascaded down her legs and into her shoes, soaking her socks. Not completely to her surprise but when the song ended and got replaced for a faster one they stopped dancing and Luna could now see Chloe had done the same, her leggings had a wet patch all the way down to her shoes which must mean she soaked her socks as well.
They sheepishly looked around in the crowd to see if anyone was staring at them but that didn't seem to be the case, probably nobody had even noticed.
Which wasn't that weird knowing they also didn't really pay attention if other people were wetting themselves while they were having a good time.
The entire top deck was crowded and as far as she knew there was only one measly bathroom with a few cubicles open. With the effect of the drug and the amounts of drinks there's no way all these people were going to the toilet.
"Ah there you guys are, this song sucks! Lets take a break!" Selena suddenly showed up with Vicky behind her, still with the wet patch on their jeans from earlier.
They took their drinks with them and couldn't really find any free seats anymore so they went to the side of the ship where it was a lot less noisy and away from the crowd.
A bit further away they could also see men who were peeing through the railing and off of the side of the ship.
"Oh you guys went in your pants while dancing?" Selena asked carefree, "I really need to pee as well actually."
While Selena said it Vicky was already ahead of her and walking to the railing, leaned on it, spread her feet wide and let out a long and loud "aaaaaah" while they all could hear the hissing start as she started fully peeing her jeans.
"Same actually." Vicky said nonchalantly while in the middle of wetting her pants and sipping from her drink.
Selena quickly followed Vicky's example and started peeing her pants as well while they all were leaning on the railing and with a look of content on their face, staring in to the distance of the moon lit ocean.
Luna loved how her friends were completely comfortable with it, she could see how both managed to make quite a puddle at their feet by the time they were done. Both their jeans were completely soaked by now.
They started chatting while Luna snuggled up in Chloe's embrace.
"What do you think Tim is gonna think of that?" Selena suddenly asked,
Tim was Luna's ex boyfriend who she dated for a few months before getting to know Chloe, she was still friends with him but knew he still had feelings for her. He also went to the same school as them but didn't come along on the cruise.
Luna started to blush a little bit, "I don't know, i don't even know what i should tell him. You think he might get jealous?"
"Might?" Selena and Vicky laughed.
"I low key disliked him because he was sometimes hitting on you i felt like." Chloe admitted sheepishly.
"Oh so that's why, i sometimes noticed it you really didn't like him." Luna said while laughing.
The others chuckled while Luna thought it was cute and gave Chloe a peck on the lips.
Seemingly out of nowhere Selena suddenly fired a question, "How does it feel to kiss a girl actually?"
They all paused and looked at Selena, who got immediately flustered.
"Why do you ask?" Vicky asked curiously, "If you want to know just try it."
Luna wasn't used to talking about this topic and felt really shy.
"Just kiss Vicky and see for yourself." Chloe said jokingly.
Selena quickly shook her head while getting flustered even more.
Vicky immediately fired back, "I definitely need another drink for that, probably two!"
"That can be arranged." Chloe said while gesturing towards the party.
"Haha.. w-wait are you serious?" Selena stammered,
Vicky replied with a wink, "I don't mind if it's you sweety!"
They all laughed at Vicky her joke while Selena was sheepishly fumbling with her now empty glass in her hands.
"Found you guys!" Liv said from behind, "Got your text Vicky, else we would've never found you."
Liv and Peyton arrived with fresh drinks in their hands for everyone.
"Did you all fully piss your pants?" Peyton asked in disbelieve.
Luna who was still in Chloe's embrace jokingly replied, "Yea we just couldn't hold it anymore!" |
*Luna who was still in Chloe's embrace replied in a dead serious tone, "Yea we just couldn't hold it anymore!"*
Chapter 22 - Accidents happen
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They all chuckled and even Peyton couldn't help but grin at this point. Luna hadn't missed the ever so slight change in Peyton's reaction to their latest change in toilet behaviour.
Liv now asked stunned, "Peyton already told me about it earlier while waiting in line, but i can't believe you guys are actually just doing it on purpose!"
"We're not nearly the only ones doing it." Luna replied, hinting at the people at the party with wet pants.
Selena quickly added, "Just look at how many people there are at the party, and then look at the capacity of the toilets. You kind of have your answer already."
The topic changed and the group continued chatting and had fun while chilling at the railing. Small groups of people sometimes walked by their spot to go find a place to relieve themselves, mostly guys and all with still dry pants.
They were experiencing the effect first hand of how the drug and many (sometimes alcoholic) drinks were causing their bladder to fill up rapidly.
The passing people didn't stop Luna though, she had felt a tingle in her bladder a while ago and by now her bladder was really starting to get full again, without overthinking it like she usually does she relaxed her bladder and let it's contents flow freely, rewetting her clothes while she was still cuddling with Chloe.
"I think your girlfriend sprung a leak!" Vicky said while grinning.
Luna was enjoying the warm glow she felt in her crotch, soon followed by the warm sensation flowing down her legs and in her shoes further soaking her clothes. Within seconds a new puddle was forming under her feet while she was still mid stream.
Liv let out a gasp, "I can't believe you're doing that! You're just... peeing in your clothes?!" Liv said in utter disbelief,
And enjoying it!" Luna replied smug, "I'm still going by the way."
The alcohol was definitely boosting her confidence right now but Luna didn't feel in the slightest embarrassed about peeing her pants, not even when some people were passing by.
"Are you seeing this? Chicks aren't even trying to find a toilet anymore!"
"Yea man, but can you really blame them?"
After the two guys had passed a couple followed right after.
The guy asked his girlfriend, "So where are you gonna pee? I found a spot to pee earlier but what are you gonna do now?"
"I'm actually bursting, even if i go stand in that long line now at the toilets i don't think i'll make it." The woman replied, "Honestly i've seriously contemplated following those girls lead and piss myself."
"Hey it's your pants so it's your choice, i'm not gonna stop you." The guy said carefree, as if he hadn't really said anything out of the ordinary to his girlfriend just now.
"Screw it, i'm gonna hold it for a little longer but soon i'm gonna let go in my pants like those girls there did."
They couldn't hear the rest of the conversation as the couple walked further away from them, but surely everyone in their group had just heard how the women had acknowledged she was soon gonna wet her pants.
Liv was clearly shaken by this recent revelation, "You're all being weird right now."
"Look at the puddle you made!" Chloe said while ignoring Liv,
Luna let out a sigh of relief. "Ooooh that's so much better!"
Luna shook off the last drops from her legs that dripped down in the large puddle they were standing in.
That's the second time tonight she had emptied her full bladder into her pants, and she very much intended to keep doing it for the remainder of the night. Just then Luna noticed the puddle at their feet was expanding again, with a glance down she saw droplets coming down from Chloe's shorts and leggings while they got shiny again with pee flowing down from them.
She looked up and got greeted by Chloe who was beaming with content as she was relieving herself while still having Luna in her embrace.
"Well that's nice for you guys i guess, but not everyone is ok with having an accident so..." Liv seemed a bit fidgety when she spoke up, "So are we gonna head back? I need to pee again and the line is..."
"Oh Liv for fuck sake, you're wearing a dress!" Vicky cut her off, "Only your panties will get wet!"
Luna responded in a bit more understanding way, "Liv you'll stand in the line for the toilets more than you'll be enjoying yourself tonight, just follow our lead and you'll have more time to enjoy yourself?"
The others agreed while Peyton seemed to be deep in her own thoughts.
"I-I can't just pee myself!" Liv seemed to shudder at that thought alone. "What about you Peyton?"
Peyton shrugged, "I kind of need to pee as well."
"Hey if you guys want to go you can, we're just gonna stay here for a bit longer." Selena remarked,
To Luna's surprise both Liv and Peyton stayed, while a new topic got started and they carried on chatting. Meanwhile an employee came around with a cart with non alcoholic drinks and they all eagerly took one as they were all getting thirsty once more.
After a while Both Liv and Peyton seemed to be fidgeting, they definitely were getting desperate. Liv started to nervously look around towards the direction of the toilets while Peyton seemed to be more calm.
Luna wondered, seemed like peer pressure was doing it's thing as they realized they were in the minority.
"Ok move over i really need to pee!" Peyton suddenly exclaimed,
For a second Luna was wondering if Peyton was gonna follow their lead and wet her hot jeans shorts but she was wrong. It was just now that no other people were passing by and she was using this moment.
Peyton calmly said, "Give me some cover if you can please."
Peyton squatted at the railing, pulled her jeans shorts and panties to the side revealing her bare pussy, immediately a jet of pee shot out of her and off of the side of the ship. She peed for well over a minute before she was finally done.
Just as she was done and jumped up letting her panties and shorts snap back in place some people showed up.
"Ah fuck i got some on my shorts," Peyton was checking the damage, she had been a bit to quick and careless and the back of her shorts now had a wet patch.
They all assured her it wasn't a big deal.
"No shit you think it's not a big deal, you're all standing in soaked pants yourselves!" Peyton reluctantly agreed. "I guess it's not a big deal though."
Liv was now hopping from one foot on the other, "Wait, that was your plan? I thought you had a better plan! I need to pee as well, and badly!"
"Do like Peyton or take the easy way, just spread your feet apart and let go in your panties." Chloe assured her,
Liv ignored what Chloe had said and just continued fidgeting while their conversation went on.
Luna and Chloe were telling their story that had happened with Emma, the Karen and Doctor Neuhaus. While it was very entertaining to them the conversation quickly went back to Liv's need again, they tried to help her and all started to give her tips on what is the best way to relieve herself.
Peyton: "Just squat and pull your panties to the side and let go!"
Luna and Chloe: "Just spread your feet and let go, it doesn't matter if other people see it."
Vicky: "Just pee, it's no problem if your panties get wet. The shoe drying thing in your room also works great for your shoes!"
Selena: "Lean on one foot and bend your knee, like this!" Selena was balancing on one foot with her other leg bend. Luna wasn't sure what that would get her but she quickly found out as Selena started a demo.
Selena's pants were getting shiny with wetness when she started peeing again, but this time with the way she was standing most of her pee streamed down only one of her pants legs and splattered down from her knee on to the ground.
"That way your socks and shoes stay dry but with a skirt or dress it's also less suspicious for onlookers!" Selena explained.
Wow she really had thought this through.
They didn't further pressure Liv what to do, something their group never did and Luna liked that about them.
In the end Liv chose the Peyton way and they all helped to give her some cover so she could squat and got her panties out of the way to relieve herself without getting her clothes wet.
When Liv was all done they found their way back to the party and back to the dance floor.
Soon Luna was back to bouncing around the dance floor like a ball of energy together with the others.
Every time Luna felt a tingle in her bladder her heart started racing, a moment later she was enjoying the warm and wet sensation that would flow down her legs. The others were probably doing the same except for Peyton and Liv.
Liv would frequently disappear, it was clear that she was still struggling keeping up with getting to a toilet in time every time she needed to go, which was very often considering all the drinks they were having combined with the effects of the drug.
Peyton however... she finally got tired of finding a toilet every time and her way of dealing with her over active bladder was just squatting and pulling her panties and shorts to the side like she had done earlier. Sometimes with a minimum amount of cover meaning she must have flashed a bunch of people throughout the night.
With more and more drinks she was also getting more and more sloppy with getting her shorts out of the way, resulting in the wet spot on the back of her shorts getting just a bit bigger again when she returned from her latest pee.
Peyton was inspecting the damage on her shorts, "Oh my god i'm getting my panties and shorts wet!" she didn't actually sound too upset though.
Selena opened her mouth and sarcasm poured out in it's purest form, "yea i think my pants are starting to get wet as well!"
Her comedic timing was brilliant and Vicky spit out some of her drink while everyone burst out in laughter.
"Bitch i was drinking!" Vicky blurted out with with her drink coming out of her nose,
They were all trying to regain their composure when Selena started laughing again while pointing at Chloe.
Luna looked to her side where Chloe was standing just to see her shorts and leggings were all shiny with fresh pee cascading down her legs. Chloe her face was all red while uncontrollably laughing and peeing herself at the same time.
Everyone burst out in laughter again while Luna could see a small puddle was slowly forming at Chloe's feet.
"I can't help it, it just started coming out!" Chloe blurted out while laughing,
"Haha... wait you had a real accident?" Luna asked while wiping away some tears,
Chloe her stream had subsided and she regained her composure, "Yea i couldn't stop it from coming out even if i wanted to."
"Well to be fair..." Chloe sheepishly added, "Not that i really wanted to stop it though."
Chloe quickly waved it away and a lot was going on at the same time while people were still dancing around them. The incident was quickly forgotten.
Even with the loud music around they had drawn some attention from all their laughing by now but now that the DJ started a new song and everyone was having a good time everything went back to normal pretty quickly.
Vicky and Peyton were socializing with some guys while Selena said it was time for drinks, Liv was nowhere to be found so Chloe offered to help but wanted something from the grill as well, which happens to be more in the middle of the deck while the bars were on the outside.
"Don't worry i'll get it, i also wanted another snack anyway." Luna said, "We'll meet up after."
Before they could take off Luna got surprised by a spontaneous Chloe that flew around her neck and gave her a long kiss on the lips.
"Get a room you two!" Selena shouted jokingly,
Chloe finally let go, turned around and went on their way while she shouted behind her, "Thanks babe!"
Luna was perplexed, while still heavily blushing she went on her way towards the grill that was situated more in the middle of the deck. She wondered how many people saw that.
It wasn't unwanted but she definitely felt a bit shy knowing so many people must have seen that kiss.
Also... did Chloe just call her 'babe'
She chuckled a little, it was funny how it had come this far that she was more comfortable wetting herself in public than kissing her once best friend turned girlfriend.
While walking she had a bit of a mini revelation, she figured it's because so many other people around her simply didn't give a damn about wetting their own pants that it felt more accepted.
Some dude with a big ass sombrero suddenly jumped in front of her surprising her, "Ay caramba!"
She laughed at the guy and waved him away while dancing with him for a few seconds.
Seconds later Luna got in line waiting to order their food. Her mind wandered back to what happened between her and Chloe in their room before going to the restaurant and she couldn't help but get flustered thinking about it. She hadn't forgotten the promise she had made either and was looking forward to when they would get to their room.
Luna suddenly got surprised when she could feel a hand on her shoulder, for a second she thought it was Chloe who had followed her... But when she turned around she realized she couldn't have been more wrong.
"Well aren't you two the cutest couple together." Caitlyn said with sarcasm in her voice,
Luna was surprised but went immediately in defense mode, being alert for any bullshit Caitlyn had planned this time. On second glance, her friends didn't seem to be around her like last time.
Luna didn't want to deal with her, her evening had been great so far and she liked to keep it that way, she tried to get rid of her, "Just leave me alone."
"Hey i just saw you two being all over each other and what not and thought i wanted to have a little chat." Caitlyn said while quickly taking a sip from her drink.
Luna had the feeling that this time Caitlyn wasn't out for evil, at least it seemed that way. She kept being alert for any sign of her usual evil self, but she couldn't help to notice she wasn't completely stable on her feet. How many drinks did she have tonight?
"Hey what's with the attitude?" Caitlyn asked, "Ok fine, i'm sorry about your phone or whatever, i was justifiably pissed for what you did to me!"
"Justifiably?" Luna blurted out offended, "You so deserved that and so much more for what you did to Chloe!" She almost yelled the last part.
Caitlyn suddenly seemed to have lost her train of thought, she just stood there looking at Luna for a couple of seconds, seemingly lost in her thoughts.
"What?!" Luna finally asked,
She wasn't sure what was going on but she didn't expect Caitlyn's reaction.
Caitlyn lowered her head and mumbled, "You're right, i did deserve that, and so much more."
Suddenly Luna realized it was almost her turn to give her order when the guy at the grill suddenly said that they'll have to wait for a while longer as he started grilling a fresh batch.
She didn't mind as she was completely taken aback with what Caitlyn just said, her whole demeanor was completely out of character.
Luna cooled down and finally asked, "Then why did you do all that to her in the first place?"
".... i don't know" Caitlyn said while mincing her words, "Probably because... i'm an idiot?"
Luna couldn't believe what she was hearing at this point. Caitlyn clearly had a couple of drinks more than she had tonight. As Luna was waiting for the food on the grill she started listening to what Caitlyn had to say, she dropped her guard a little as it seemed she had no actual bad intentions.
Without Luna actually pushing the conversation Caitlyn started talking about her history with Chloe, some stuff Luna already knew, but she was also learning some new stuff.
She had realized before that Chloe never actually talked about her previous school but now she might have an idea why, apparently she went to a prestigious private school where some of the students were from rich families. She could think of a few reasons why she would want to keep that info to herself.
When suddenly Caitlyn asked, "So how did you guys managed to get on this cruise actually? You're with an entire group are you not?"
Luna explained in short how they got into the program thanks to their school, not being sure how the school managed to get in though as it does seem pretty exclusive. Caitlyn seemed to be pleased with this answer, out of basic politeness Luna asked how Caitlyn and her friends managed to get on the cruise.
"Connections," She casually answered and continued with a little smile, "My father is the CEO of one of the sponsoring companies that funded this trip in the first place, so i asked very nicely if i could get a few spots for me and my friends."
Caitlyn had said it in such a casual way as if it wasn't a big deal but now Luna realized she and her family must be rich as fuck, even in a whole other league then Chloe's parents.
"Actually Chloe's dad works for my dad." Caitlyn added, finishing her sentence with taking another sip.
Luna wondered what happened that she was now socializing with what must be her least favorite person on this ship right now, she quickly regained her focus.
"You didn't actually say why you bullied Chloe though, and why do you hate her so much?." Luna answered in a snarky response, "All of that because she confessed her feelings to you? She didn't deserve that!"
"I don't hate her!" Caitlyn spoke up, "It's the exact opposite!"
Luna was confused, especially when Caitlyn suddenly became all embarrassed and shy in front of her.
"When she confessed i... i..." Caitlyn couldn't bring out the words she was looking for, "I had the same feelings as her.... I liked her, still do in fact."
Time stood still for what must have been several seconds before Luna regained her composure, she was speechless, how is this possible. It didn't make sense but her own intuition said Caitlyn wasn't lying. Why the bullying then?
"...I already told you i'm an idiot...." Caitlyn explained while drunkenly mumbling, "I was scared that it would get found out and that kind of relationship just isn't allowed in my family. What if my parents found out. And if other people found out it's only a matter of time until my parents would find out. I don't know what they would do."
"I told a close friend of mine about Chloe's feelings without saying what my own feelings were, she went and spread gossip to everyone else behind my back... I was a coward then and i didn't stop it because i was afraid of being outed."
Caitlyn her head was hanging low by now. Luna her head was spinning, she had so many questions, also why was she saying this now, and why her?
"Why are you telling me this? Why didn't you say this to Chloe? Why now?" Luna asked, "Maybe start with apologizing to her?"
Caitlyn shrugged, "It's too late anyway, she must hate me now. I don't deserve her anyway."
"In fact," Caitlyn quickly added, "I'm glad she found you, don't get me wrong, i hate your guts, but i'm happy for her because she looks happier than ever with you."
"Just... tell her i'm sorry and i promise i won't hurt her no more."
"Why don't you tell her that yourself?!" Luna blurted out.
"Tell herself what?" Chloe suddenly said from behind her,
They hadn't seen Chloe walk up to them from the crowd, she had her eyes locked on Caitlyn. Last time they had stood eye to eye Chloe had been terrified, but right now that old version of her was nowhere to be seen.
"I don't need to hear anything from you, get the fuck away from us!" Chloe said viciously,
"Stop... she came to apologize." Luna pleaded,
Now it was Chloe's turn to look surprised, "What?!"
Caitlyn stood there with her shoulders dropped, she looked too scared to even look in their direction. Chloe must've noticed this completely different attitude coming from Caitlyn as well by now.
Just then the guy at the grill spoke up, telling them their food was ready. Luna quickly took it from him and gave one serving to Chloe who was still perplexed by what was going on.
"I'll let you two talk." Luna said,
And took off.
Just in time as she was bursting to pee, Caitlyn hadn't mentioned anything about the state her clothes were in meaning she was probably ok with the idea of her wetting herself. Now that she was thinking of that, Caitlyn was wearing a dress, for a second she wondered if she was also wetting her panties under her dress. But she felt like it would've been quite a stretch to simply let it flow while talking to her, that would definitely been awkward as hell.
Looking through the crowd she had found where her friends were sitting in one of the lounges, a bit further away from the dance floor, more towards the side of the deck and away from the crowd. Her bladder had already been giving her signs halfway through the conversation that she really needed that release and she realized she was already pretty far in her desperation. She was planning on wetting her pants again when she got away from the crowd and to where her friends were sitting.
Luna started making her way through the crowd, now that she was moving again she got reminded of her soggy panties and jumpsuit, the wet feeling on her skin made it even harder for her to hold it.
She managed to get out of the crowd and now felt the cold night breeze on her skin because she wasn't surrounded by people anymore.
Her bladder immediately gave a spasm and she squirmed on the spot. She could feel tingling in her bladder and knew that this meant she was at her limit... How did she manage to miscalculate her bladder like that...
"Ay caramba!" The same dude with the big ass sombrero jumped in front of her again but did a better job at surprising her this time.
Luna felt a leak escaping, she couldn't believe she had just involuntary leaked in her pants.
The dude immediatly moved on while dancing.
She was trying to hold it but she felt another spurt escaping, adding warmth and fresh wetness in her panties.
Luna knew she was gonna lose control any second now, this was so unlike her, normally her bladder would be able to hold out but it was still sore from all the previous holding and peeing. But what definitely didn't help was the combo of the alcohol, cold wind, wet clothes against her skin and of course the effects of the drug were all having an effect on her bladder.
Normally she would go in full panic mode right about now but instead...
Luna calmly started to walk towards her friends, with each step she took she could feel a spurt escape in her panties. By the time she had done a few steps her crotch was already warming up and she could feel the wetness start to spread down to her thighs.
She couldn't help it, she was peeing herself and she couldn't stop it anymore, the spurts were getting longer with each step until she lost control over her bladder and pee started to pour out and stream down her legs. Warm wetness was spreading everywhere while she was still calmly walking. She had completely given up and was just letting her accident happen while enjoying the sweet relief.
Luna was still midstream when she arrived at the lounge chairs where her friends were sitting, expression of content was plastered on her face while she was still relieving herself in her pants, pee was streaming down her legs while making a puddle at her feet.
"Holy shit Luna, you really needed to go!" Vicky squeeled,
Selena quickly added while laughing, "Did you start peeing yourself from all the way over there?!"
Luna sighed as her stream finally subsided and smiled sheepishly while she said, "I couldn't hold it any longer and it just started coming out from itself."
The others all chuckled, even Peyton and Liv.
"I can't believe i just had an accident though." Luna said carefree.
"It's fine, accidents happen!" Vicky waved it away, "It's allowed after all, remember?" |
Ok so once again this was getting too long, so the bad news is that... well there's no bad news 😄
The good news is that means you'll probably get another few chapters extra by the time i get to the end of the cruise😄
(There will be some minor time skips at some point)
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Chapter 23 - "I swear i'm not the jealous type"
Luna was sitting down with the others while she was eating her late night snack. She had a lounge chair for herself, same for Liv and Peyton, while Vicky and Selena were sharing a duo seat lounge bag, the same style as she had been sharing with Chloe on the night she had first kissed her.
The cool touch of her soggy clothes on her skin worked as a naughty reminder of what she had done, not at all embarrassed she had done a full blown accident in her clothes. She even felt a weird kind of pride wetting her clothes on purpose throughout the night.
Chloe wasn't back yet and must still be talking to Caitlyn, she wasn't too far away and when the crowd on the dance floor happened to shift a little bit she had a view on both of them.
Caitlyn still looked like she had no evil intentions and Chloe seemed ok while talking to her.
But Luna felt a bit uneasy about it, she couldn't really place what it was, maybe she was overthinking things again like she usually does.
Liv started a new topic, "Don't you think it's a little bit weird you're all just accepting this... situation? I just can't believe you're purposefully peeing in your clothes, or literally don't care when you have an accident."
"You're starting to sound like a broken record Liv." Selena quickly countered.
"It's no big deal," Luna added her two cents, "It's more convenient to 'go' in your clothes at this point. But you always have a choice to go to the toilet if you want."
"That's good for you i guess, I really wish they would open up some more toilets though." Liv said almost pleading.
Meanwhile Peyton was shifting around in her seat, checking the damage on her shorts once more, which had a visible wet spot on her butt from her earlier squat.
"It's no big deal peyton, really." Vicky said comforting, "Look at us, nobody cares so don't worry too much about it!"
"I guess you're right. Maybe i've been overreacting." Peyton agreed sheepishly,
Liv was overthinking things when she reluctantly said, "Overreacting? I don't know about that, i feel like it's weird that so many people are ok with this?"
"If so many people are ok with it, is it still considered weird then?" Vicky reasoned.
Peyton took another sip from her drink and lit up, "This cruise and party is way too much fun to be worrying about wet pants anyway, and it's still warm outside on top of that."
"That's more like it!" Luna said, trying to go along with this more positive Peyton.
Selena casually added, "Next time you need to pee, don't bother about it and just go in your shorts. I mean they're a little wet anyway."
Luna quickly realised that was one step too far for Peyton, although... Peyton did hesitate for a second before answering.
After hesitating for a second Peyton waved Selena's idea away and shook her head, they quickly started talking about other subjects.
A while later Liv excused herself and left for the toilet again while Peyton was visibly being squirmish but nevertheless stayed and kept sipping from her drink.
"I don't want to get up every time and go through that crowd just to go stand in that long ass line and piss away my night. Pun intended." Peyton said while the rest chuckled and agreed.
With all the drinks they were having, both alcoholic and non alcoholic their bladders were filling up fast.
Luna could already feel her own bladder filling up again at a fast rate, she wasn't worried at all and was already looking forward to rewetting her pants once more.
But it also meant that Peyton must be getting pretty close to desperation levels at this point.
Also they were definitely starting to feel the alcohol by now and Luna could tell everyone was getting more carefree, she guessed Peyton was just gonna pull her shorts to the side and piss on the floor in full view of the others.
Turned out she wasn't wrong, minutes later Peyton spoke up.
"This drug paired with a few drinks is insane! Holy i'm about to piss myself." Peyton blurted out.
She jumped out of her seat and squatted in front of her lounge chair, Atleast with the chairs around her she was getting some cover from the rest of the party.
As expected she was pulling her shorts and panties out of the way in full view of the others. Luna noticed how sloppy she was and saw how Peyton had already started peeing before her panties and shorts were fully out of the way. A fresh wet spot was spreading on her crotch by the time she got her panties and shorts completely to the side. There was no way her panties weren't soaked by now.
While squatting she had her drink In one hand and holding her panties and shorts out of the way with the other. It looked quite challenging to pull that stunt off while keeping your balance through it all... after all she didn't have a hand free to lean on but it looked like Peyton was managing, even with the amount of drinks she already had.
Although... Luna could tell Peyton was being careless, her stream was hitting the floor but some of it was going down to her butt, further wetting the back of her shorts, and it looked like it was a lot more than a few drops this time.
"You're wetting your shorts by the way." Luna said in a carefree demeanor,
Vicky quickly added, "Ah just keep going! It doesn't matter if they get more wet!"
Peyton cursed and immediately shifted, trying to fix her stream so her shorts wouldn't get more wet than they already were. It turned out the drinks were having an effect on her afterall, midstream Peyton started losing her balance. She couldn't use the hand with the drink in so she let go of her shorts and planted her hand down on the floor mid stream to keep her balance.
Her panties and shorts snapped back in place while her stream hit the inside of her panties at full force.
Peyton cursed like a sailor, jumped up and slammed her hand in her crotch, trying to stop her flow. Luna knew how hard it was to stop, just earlier she had experienced an accident of her own afterall.
Selena quickly tried to comfort, "It's no big deal really."
Surprisingly Peyton managed to stop her flow, while still standing she checked the damage on her shorts, her front wasn't too bad considering everything. But then she turned around and Luna could see the big wet patch on her butt that was still glistening with wetness.
Anyone could tell she had peed herself with just a glance from behind.
Peyton was franticly looking around and squirming, it was obvious she was still desperate, after starting to pee it's so much harder to hold after all.
She dropped herself back in squatting position and was trying to get her shorts and panties out of the way while struggling to find her balance. Luna saw how her crotch was starting to glisten with wetness again, drops of pee were already dripping down from her butt and on to the floor.
She was fighting a losing battle.
"It's fine, Just let it happen." Luna said in a comforting whisper.
And Peyton finally gave up, her shoulders dropped and she let out an audible sigh. She moved her hand away to reveal her crotch that showed a quickly expanding wet spot, pee was streaming down from her butt while also pouring out of her pants legs. The wetness was spreading all over her crotch while she stayed in squatting position, emptying her bladder in her shorts.
Although she was having an accident, Luna could see how a small smile formed on Peyton's face. Luna could tell she was enjoying the relief.
The scene unraveling in front of Luna was very different to the one she had experienced at the beginning of the cruise, when Peyton had done an accident in her jeans and made a big scene, back then she had been in tears while trying to hold back her flow desperately.
This was very different, she wasn't fighting it anymore and was letting it happen.
Completely relaxing her bladder and letting it empty in her shorts. Creating a big puddle under her wet stained butt.
When she was finally done (she must've peed in her shorts for at least a minute)
Peyton sheepishly got up, not really knowing what to do now, she looked uneasy at the others. Now that she was done peeing her mind had gone back to reality and came to the full realization she had completely wet her shorts, which were still dripping with pee.
"W-well guess i'm heading to my r-room for tonight guys." Peyton stammered.
There was an uncomfortable silence, the others all knew how Peyton must be feeling right now, they didn't say anything. Except for Luna who spontaneously got up and went to Peyton to stop her from leaving so abruptly.
Something she would normally never do, definitely not with Peyton.
Luna almost whispered in her ear, "Hey don't let your night get ruined by something as trivial as wetting your shorts."
Peyton didn't expect to get comforted like that, especially not by Luna, but she listened.
"Look around you," Luna continued, "So many people including us did the same thing, and literally nobody cared about it."
Peyton looked around a bit and replied, "I guess you're right... but still."
"I have to pee again soon, what do you think i'm gonna do?" Luna now whispered in Peyton's ear.
Peyton rolled her eyes, knowing full well what Luna was hinting about.
"And do you think anyone will care?" Luna said out loud, making her point.
"And lets be real here," Vicky asked carefully, "We could see you enjoyed it."
Peyton didn't say anything, but they could all see her starting to blush, knowing she had in fact enjoyed it. She was struggling with the embarrassment however.
They all sat down again and the whole situation cooled down, Peyton was more quiet than before now but she did stay and listen to the others their conversation. It was cute how she was sitting a little bit hunged over, as if to hide the state her shorts were in. It was adorable Luna thought.
While the others started a conversation, the topic was about how funny it would be if the drug would actually go mainstream in the world and what would the consequences be.
It was a fun topic but Luna couldn't focus. Chloe still wasn't back yet and soon the bad feeling returned. What were those two talking about anyway.
A thought crept in her mind, Chloe had said she used to have feelings for Caitlyn.
What if she still had feelings for her?
Nah there's no way, Luna quickly pushed the thought away. She glanced in their direction again and caught a glimpse of Caitlyn and Chloe. She could see how Caitlyn had said something and Chloe was laughing about it. She seemed to be enjoying herself.
Immediately the bad feeling returned but stronger. Had she made a horrible mistake reintroducing those two?
Caitlyn seemed to come from a rich family, her father was the boss of Chloe's father afterall. She must have a big and beautiful house as well, Luna's small and old house wouldn't even be able to compare to it.
How could Luna ever compete with someone like that? She tried to fight the thoughts, she was sure Chloe would never dump her for someone like Caitlyn.
But what if she still had feelings for her?
Luna snapped out of her deep thoughts when Vicky suddenly announced that she needed to pee.
Peyton was still hunged over, hiding her wet shorts for any person who happened to look in her direction.
"So you're just gonna... let go?" Peyton asked, this time without her usual disapproving attitude.
"Ofcourse." Vicky responded calmly. "My pants are already soaked anyway!"
Peyton asked while sounding a bit worried, "You know there's a whole group there that's about to pass by us right?"
Luna had noticed now as well, a group of party goers were headed their way and were most likely gonna walk right past their table. It didn't seem to bother Vicky, who had already reclined in her duo beanbag next to Selena, spread her legs, with one foot on top of the now empty chair of Liv so everyone now had a perfect view of her pee stained jeans and crotch. And let out a loud sigh.
They could all see how Vicky, without any hesitation or shame, started relieving herself in her pants and seat for anyone to see. Her crotch immediatly got wet and shiny, reflecting the surrounding lights, her pee was flowing down from her crotch and quickly started to pool in the seat and overflow onto the ground.
With an expression of relief on her face, Vicky closed her eyes and leaned slightly backwards resting her head, relishing the moment, comfortably emptying her bladder.
Anyone that would see this would instantly know she was doing it fully on purpose, but she didn't seem to care in the slightest.
Luna was sitting across Vicky and had a perfect view of her friend rewetting her jeans while behind her she could hear the group of party goers that had undoubtedly noticed Vicky by now.
"Guys, are you seeing this?"
"No way she's just going in her pants!"
"Oh she is! Blatantly pissing herself!!"
None of them sounded like they were disgusted by it however, more like intrigued and entertained.
One of the guys nonchalantly asked towards his girlfriend, "Actually, why don't you pee your pants like that? Wouldn't it be way easier for you then to stand in line all day?"
"AcTuAlLy WhY dOn'T yOu PeE yOuR pAnTs LiKe ThAt?!" The girl immediatly fired back.
Their whole group laughed at the guy getting burned like that, The group continued their walk while talking what they had just seen Vicky do.
"I mean all jokes aside, if your pants are already wet anyway, i understand why you wouldn't bother with a toilet anymore." the girl added.
"If you don't mind peeing in your pants if they're already wet, why bother with a toilet in the first place then?" One of the guys asked, trying to poke a hole in the girls logic.
They continued squabbling while they walked outside of hearing distance.
Vicky her stream had subsided by now but not before Luna saw how she pushed a last spurt into her jeans.
"To answer your question Peyton, i don't care if people see it because they're not bothered enough to actually care about it. And neither should you." Vicky answered straight forward.
Selena hadn't said a single word during all this, she was still sitting next to Vicky on the duo beanbag. Luna had remembered that night with Chloe and what that meant for Selena as her face was bright red by now.
Luna was trying to sound as nonchalantly as possible, "These duo lounge bags are really nice huh?"
It was only when Vicky saw Selena's expression she realized what Luna was hinting about.
"Oh my god i'm so sorry! I wasn't thinking, did any get on you? Please say no." Vicky started apologizing profusely.
Peyton was laughing hard, "Oh god no, don't tell me your butt got wet as well by that!"
Selena wasn't getting a word in but sheepishly nodded, affirming what Luna already knew.
Vicky started apologizing even more, she seemed really upset at what she had done.
Luna found the whole thing hilarious and decided to add some more fuel to the fire.
"Maybe you should give her that kiss you promised earlier to make up for what you did!"
Now Peyton suddenly spoke up with a loud "What?!" as she wasn't there when the half drunken promise was made earlier. Once she got filled in what happened she cheered on the idea.
After a few seconds of nervous stalling from Vicky she finally threw her arm around Selena and gave her a peck on the lips, followed by both of them blushing like crazy.
Both Luna and Peyton immediately fired off a "Boooo! that's not really kissing!"
"Wait can you do that again? I missed it!" Chloe suddenly said jokingly,
Luna hadn't noticed it that she had just gotten back to their table, to her dismay Caitlyn was right behind her. Luna didn't know what to think of it, she only knew for sure that she didn't like Caitlyn.
And she had just noticed something, it seemed Caitlyn was very uncomfortable right now.
Chloe quickly added, "I'm just kidding by the way, i saw that sad excuse of a kiss."
"So you two made up your differences?" Selena asked while changing the topic.
"You could say that, i guess." Chloe answered,
Luna was trying to get a read on the situation but couldn't.
Meanwhile Liv their saviour popped up with a plateau full of drinks for them, they were thirsty as hell by now. they all sat down (Liv checked if anyone had sat on her seat in the meantime and checked if it was still dry.) Meanwhile Luna was agitated that Caitlyn also sat down with the others.
Now Luna was sitting next to Chloe and next to her it was Caitlyn.
"Watch out Caitlyn, you better don't do anything weird because Luna can throw you in the pool again!" Vicky joked,
Luna didn't really find it funny, it was a stupid joke if anything. But everyone else was laughing.
The conversation continued with the others wanting to know more about Caitlyn, and the more Luna learned from her the more she got frustrated. It was clear she was no match for her, getting more and more worried about the idea that Chloe could still be into Caitlyn.
What was wrong with her today, this was so unlike her to worry about this, she's normally not the jealous type. Even with her ex Tim, he was the jealous one, not her.
Liv and Peyton downed their drinks and both excused themselves, Peyton probably to go towards her room as it was getting late and she was clearly still embarrassed in her pissy shorts.
On the other hand they saw that Liv had seen their teacher, mr. Davis at one of the bars. And of course she had to go to him.
A little while later, in the middle of a conversation Vicky suddenly spoke up.
"You're peeing aren't you?" Vicky suddenly blurted out.
Luna gave one glance towards Selena and immediately saw her mischievous smile on her face and already knew she was in the middle of peeing herself.
But similar to Selena earlier, Vicky just remained seated although her face got bright red.
They all chuckled knowing what was happening.
"You guys don't seem to worry at all about the drug, and to be more specific, it's effects." Caitlyn said,
"I even dare say we are enjoying it at this point!" Vicky said,
Chloe added, "Well except Peyton and Liv i guess, about that, did Peyton pee her shorts in the end? I saw the stain on her butt when she left."
They quickly brought Chloe up to speed what had happened and the conversation carried on for a little longer. Luna hadn't barely said a word yet.
During this time Caitlyn was sometimes squirming a little in her seat and the others had noticed.
Caitlyn got up and announced she was gonna leave, as the night had been long enough and she had enough to drink up until now.
"You don't have to leave if you need to pee, no need to be embarrassed about it!" Selena mentioned.
"I wish my friends were as easy going as you guys are really. But no i'm leaving anyway."
Caitlyn quickly added with a grin, "And i'll be honest, i was intending on rewetting my panties soon anyway."
Before she left she gave one more apology to everyone, especially Chloe and Luna. Luna didn't know how to feel about it. At least now that she was leaving Luna felt herself less agitated.
Luna felt like she was overreacting about this and was trying to ignore her sudden bad self esteem, she couldn't let it ruin her night, or worse, it might create tension in her still very early relationship with Chloe. It should be obvious that Chloe wouldn't want anything to do with Caitlyn after everything that she had done...
On top of that, It was just the four of them now so she didn't need to worry.
What's more important right now though, is that she needed to pee, and so far she had only peed while standing which meant her butt was still mostly dry.
It was time to change that and further enjoy her night, after seeing what Vicky had done earlier Luna felt no shame for doing this, but her heart rate was already going up just thinking about it.
While the others were in the middle of a conversation without saying anything Luna reclined in her seat, spread her legs and relaxed her bladder to start flooding her jumpsuit and seat.
She wasn't holding back and quickly she could see her pee starting to pool and overflow off of the front of the seat. Meanwhile she could feel the wet warmth spread and creep up her butt. She loved the feeling and was enjoying it to it's fullest, relishing the moment.
She could feel how her clothes were getting more soaked than before and she loved every bit of it.
Vicky nonchalantly asked, "When she's done peeing, lets check out the bar and go somewhere else? i'm getting thirsty again."
They all agreed while Luna replied with a simple "I'm almost done."
"Man i wish we were sitting in that duo lounge bag right now." Chloe said boldly,
They all chuckled at Chloe while they all seemed to find it perfectly normal that Luna was peeing herself.
Luna loved everything about this, she was simply 'going' in her pants once again without a care and everyone around her was ok with that, she was in heaven.
"I'm done, lets go."
The moment Luna her stream subsided she got up while still dripping with pee.
Realised there was still some more and pushed out another spurt that went into her panties, dribbling it's way down her legs. She left a big puddle behind on the seat that was slowly getting sucked into the cushion to eventually disappear and dry up in a couple of minutes.
They all quickly downed their drinks and decided to go for another round but go to the bar together and go hang around on the deck somewhere else, more further into the party.
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"Did you notice they closed off the one remaining toilet again?" Chloe asked,
In fact, they hadn't noticed, what they did quickly notice while walking around the deck in search for the bar, was the large amount of people that did have wet pants, especially when they went further away from where the last remaining toilet was and away from secluded pee spots. Women and some men had wet pee stains on their clothes.
So many in fact, Luna felt like they weren't even standing out anymore at all with their peed pants.
Luna could swear there were more girls with wet pants than without by now.
She glanced at the dance floor trying to get and idea on how many still had dry pants, and as she was staring she could see how there was a girl dancing in the middle, minding her own business while her pants where all shiny from wetness, it was so obvious she was peeing herself and she didn't hide it at all.
Luna had a hard time looking away from it, when the women was finally done peeing she saw another girl with a skirt that had pee streaming down her legs while she was in a conversation with other people.
Luna was baffled by the scenes that were happening around her.
The bar they went to was close to a pool and while they were waiting for their drinks they all got their attention drawn to what was happening on the other side of the pool.
Two girls were sitting on the side of the pool with their feet dangling in the water, one was wearing a short dress and the other was wearing tight but sexy black jeans shorts.
The thing was, they could see pee streaming down from the crotch of the girl in black shorts while they were glistening from wetness, the other girl her dress had pee streaming out and through it and into the water.
They were both wetting themselves and letting it run into the pool while nonchalantly in a conversation with each other.
"Holy shit, are you seeing this?" Luna blurted out,
The others quickly agreed, it was clear people had switched their toilet habits, or rather the lack there of in a higher gear.
While they were standing at the bar another girl came walking up to what must be a friend of hers that was also waiting for drinks. Both had clearly wet their pants before.
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"Oh there you are! Thought i'd lost you!"
The girls started a conversation next to Luna's group but they could hear what they were talking about.
"Oh you had an accident? Or was it on purpose? No need to be embarrassed about it!"
"Well... You know how it goes, do you also feel how you've been standing in line for the toilet like... forever!"
"Oh yea absolutely."
"So yea... I knew i had to leave to go stand in line or else i'd wet myself, but i was having too much fun and suddenly realised i waited for too long."
"Haha same actually, because of that i pissed myself like an hour ago already!"
"You know what, in all honesty, i could probably have made it, but then i noticed how many people around me had actually already gone in their pants and i just said fuck it."
"Yep, i went in my pants several times already, probably again soon because i have to pee again."
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Luna and the group were all slightly chuckling at what they were hearing while eaves dropping.
Just then they got their drinks they ordered and Vicky suddenly wanted to make a toast.
"I think it's time to make it official!" Vicky started,
The others weren't sure what she was talking about although Luna had a vague idea.
Vicky continued, "Al though it's probably the alcohol talking right now!"
Luna was pretty sure about that, although to be fair, they were all starting to get drunk by now.
"But in all seriousness," Vicky declared, "We already know we all enjoy it so i'm just gonna say it, from now on we should just go in our pants whenever we feel like it!"
"umm, aren't we already doing that?" Selena asked sheepishly.
Vicky rolled her eyes, "Yea sure, on the party when drunk, but then tomorrow we chicken out again or something."
Vicky quickly took another sip and lifted her drink in the air, "There's a good chance i might skip the toilet tomorrow if i feel like it!
"aaah"
They all chuckled at this weird but funny toast, they all agreed and cheered back with their fresh drinks in their hand. This was something Luna had always dreamed of, with each passing day her fetish basicly was becoming more and more normal and she loved it.
"If i hadn't wet my pants earlier i would've done it right now, to make it official so to speak" Selena joked.
Chloe had taken a sip from her drink before she spoke up, "I need to pee actually, but i was gonna wait until we would go to a less crowded place and...."
Vicky waved it away, "Just do it right here, it's fine!"
Selena and Luna cheered her on.
Of course if her friends and girlfriend were cheering her on... how could she refuse?
They were standing in the middle of the crowd when Chloe took a sip from her drink, spread her feet apart, relaxed and emptied her bladder right then and there where she was standing while the others were playfully cheering her on. |
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Chapter 24 - "What did we get ourselves into?"
As the party continued they were all getting pretty drunk by now, but hey! They were all having a good time while hanging around the bar.
Even though right now Luna still had a bad feeling, wondering if Chloe still had feelings for Caitlyn. She tried to shake the thought off.
"Hey you two!" Chloe suddenly shouted, "When are you actually gonna make out with each other?"
Both Selena and Vicky stuck their tongue out.
"Boooo! Give us a show!" Chloe joked,
They carried on talking about a new topic while Luna was eaves dropping what was being said behind her.
She had noticed a group behind her, two girls, probably friends of each other and their boyfriends (Luna assumed) had mentioned they needed to pee and had wandered off somewhere probably to find a spot to relieve themselves. Leaving the girls who were quite desperate Luna quickly learned.
They both still had dry pants Luna noticed, which was getting increasingly less common now that the toilets were closed.
"I need to pee so bad!" The girl loudly declared.
Her friend replied slightly irritated, "I told you we should've gone to our rooms the moment we noticed the toilets all closed!"
"I didn't want to go yet, we've been standing in line for the toilet all night. I just want to enjoy myself and not have to care about going to the toilet all the time!"
"And look where that got us! I need to pee really bad as well and i don't want to have an accident, so what's the plan?"
"Well honestly... i've been thinking about it, the plan.... listen."
Luna just now realized these girls were pretty drunk as well.
"The plan is..." The girl said while letting out chuckles, "I'm thinking of just having an accident."
"What the fuck, are you crazy?!"
"I mean look around us, did you see the group behind us? Those girls have all peed themselves, probably multiple times even. Why even care at this point?"
"You're joking right!?" The girl blurted out, not believing what her friend was saying, "This isn't the time for jokes, i seriously need to pee bad."
Knowing people were noticing their pee soaked pants made Luna blush, she glanced over to the two girls. Both were clearly squirmish with one girl already having her hands between her legs trying to hold in her pee.
The girls continued to squabble and argue but Luna had a hard time hearing it over the loud music that was playing. When after a little while she could pick up again what they were saying.
"Fuck it, I'm just gonna do it, i need to pee so bad!"
"No, don't!"
After a short pause the girl let out a gasp, "...Oh god I'm peeing."
Luna could hear the other girl gasp as well.
She quickly glanced behind her to catch the girl in the middle of peeing her stylish black shorts. Slightly with her legs parted, pee was pouring down from her shorts legs and some was flowing down her legs and in her fashion boots.
"I can't believe you're peeing yourself like that..."
"Oh... it kinda feels good..." The girl said while starting to giggle,
She readjusted her stance and put her feet wider to try and spare her boots from getting any wetter. This made it even more obvious what she was doing and drew the attention of the rest of Luna's group.
With pee still pouring out of the girls shorts legs Vicky spoke up and raised her glass.
"Just let it flow girl!"
The girls friend had her hand in front of her mouth from sheer shock while her face was flustered from the shame seeing her friend wet her shorts like that in the middle of the party.
On the other hand, the girl who was peeing herself didn't seem to care all too much.
When she was finally done peeing (which lasted for well over a minute) she let out a long "aaaaah" and changed back to her normal stance, standing in her puddle.
"Damn that kinda felt good! Can't believe i did that!" Meanwhile she was checking the damage on her shorts (which were soaked) while she jokingly mentions, "Now it's your turn, you'll feel a lot better."
Luna and her group all chuckled at the girl and how she was trying to convince her friend from doing the same, while they squabbled in the background it was clear her friend wasn't having it though, seconds later she had bolted away towards the entrance of the ship, probably hoping she would find a toilet before having an accident.
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Luna and the others had all peed in their pants several times by now and it definitely showed, anyone who would look in their direction could see they had peed themselves at least once.
You would think that would make them less inclined to go and talk to strangers but that didn't stop Selena and Vicky to try and score with some guys, or at least it looked like they were about to try when they started socializing with two guys at the bar, leaving Luna and Chloe on their own.
Chloe grabbed Luna's hand and led her further away from the bar and the others, they got to the side of the pool when Chloe turned around and looked at Luna, who was wondering what this was about.
"Everything okay?" Chloe suddenly asked, "Earlier you were like a ball of energy and now you're barely saying anything."
"uuhm"
Shit, Chloe had noticed...
"Did i do or say something wrong?" Chloe asked worried.
"N-no no, it's just...." Luna didn't know what to say.
After an uncomfortable silence between them something else grabbed their attention.
Something was going on on the other side of the pool they were standing next to. They weren't sure what suddenly happened but it seemed a few guy's had caught a girl by surprise and thrown her into the pool, she tumbled in the water screaming while making a big splash. Causing a hilarious scene.
A few seconds later her head popped back up out of the water and immediately gave the guys her middle finger. People that were standing around the pool were laughing their asses off at the prank.
"What? You pissed your pants earlier anyway, it's just a little bit more wetness." The guy said as an excuse while shrugging.
The girl immediately shouted back, "No i didn't!"
"Yes you did!" Several of the people who must be her friends immediately called her out.
The girl replied smug with an evil grin, "I'm completely soaked, so even if i did you don't have any proof!"
"Bitch the pee stain on your pants was bigger than mine!" One of the girls on the side yelled, pointing towards her own clearly peed pants.
Their entire group was laughing over this including the soaked girl in the pool.
Luna and Chloe were laughing as well when Luna turned her attention back to Chloe,
"It's nothing to worry about really." Luna lied,
Chloe got a grin on her face when she replied, "You know you're a terrible liar right?"
Luna immediately lowered her head and started to blush. This wasn't the first time someone told her she was terrible at lying.
"Hey you can tell me anything," Chloe said softly, almost whispering, "Is this maybe about Caitlyn?"
Luna now got even more flustered, fumbling with her now empty drink still in her hand.
A grin came over Chloe's face, "You're not gonna tell me you're jealous right?"
"....maybe." Luna felt her face getting bright red, when she was hearing it out loud coming from her own mouth she felt even more ashamed.
Chloe started laughing.
"Is it that funny?" Luna asked confused.
"Kind of," Chloe answered still chuckling, "Caitlyn said exactly the same, as in she being jealous about you!"
"Wait really?" Luna was caught off guard by that surprise,
"Of course, Isn't it obvious obvious why?" Chloe asked, paused and thought of what to say next, "Honestly i really didn't see it coming, her confession i mean. Hearing those words coming out of her mouth...that she has feelings for me."
Chloe shook her head, "Whatever... it doesn't matter, i don't get why you would be jealous over her though?"
Luna felt incredibly uncomfortable, but she was already this far so she had to ask it.
"Do you still have feelings for her?"
"After everything she did? Of course not!" Chloe started laughing again, "Wait that's what you were worried about?"
Luna sheepishly nodded, partly relieved but also left feeling silly.
"I just thought... she's probably rich as fuck, probably has a fancy house and car. You know... how can i compete with that? Compared to me...i'm not like that, look at my house for example." Luna took a deep breath, "And i remember you saying you had feelings for her in the past."
"Uhm...i don't care about any of that!" Chloe immediately blurted out, "Wait, what's wrong with your house?"
Luna was once again caught off guard.
"Compared to your house, which is also... just so amazing it's... intimidating." Luna almost mumbled the words out.
The puzzle pieces all fell together for Chloe now, realizing what was bothering Luna for a long time already.
"Oh... oooh! i'm so sorry, i had no idea you felt like that!" Chloe said apologetically and then continued with her trademark smile on her face. "So that's why you were apprehensive about me coming over! Actually i always wished you would invite me over more, i like it at your place, it's all warm and cozy!"
Luna realized she had been way overthinking things once again...Chloe didn't care one bit about the difference between them. "I'm an idiot..." she thought
Chloe suddenly took a step closer to Luna, grabbing her hands. "Fuck Caitlyn, she won't ever be my friend again anyway, let alone having feelings for her."
Luna felt all warm and fuzzy on the inside, she believed Chloe completely and knew she had worried for nothing. But what Chloe was about to say still surprised her.
"You're the one i love."
Luna's eyes widened and looked at Chloe in surprise, speechless in the moment.
"uhm, sorry, maybe i said too much?" Chloe said while getting all flustered.
"N-no no, it's okay!" Luna blurted out,
Now it was Chloe's turn to become all flustered, Luna thought it was hella cute.
"Hey do you guys have anything on you that can't get wet? Like you're phones are waterproof right?" Selena suddenly asked, popping up seemingly out of nowhere and not realizing Luna and Chloe were having a moment.
"uhm... no? Wait why?"
Vicky suddenly popped out from behind Selena surprising both of them and before they could reacted they both pushed Luna and Chloe with all their might.
They both had realized it a split second too late and got surprised, there was nothing they could do to stop this anymore and landed with a big splash into the pool followed by applause from onlookers. This triggered something with the onlookers... some of the other people started to push their own friends into the pool and very quickly it became chaos.
Luna moved her now wet hair out of her eyes to get greeted with a just as wet Chloe in front of her. They were both until their shoulders in the water, their hair was dripping, clothes soaked, making Chloe's white blouse semi transparent and revealing her bra she was wearing underneath while some of her make up had ran out.
At the same time they both let out a "fuck!"
The night sky, paired with the pool being lit, made Chloe somehow look even more attractive than she already was. Even with some of her make up that had ran out.
Chloe was getting visibly shy, "Um, about what i said, you don't have to respond if you..."
"Shut up." Luna said while a smile came on her face.
She moved closer to Chloe, took her in an embrace and right before she started to kiss her she whispered, "I love you too."
They completely ignored the chaos that was happening around them in the pool as they only had attention for each other and everything else faded out.
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Two guys were making their way through the crowd, there was a bunch of commotion around the pool. It became clear some people where jumping in the pool or something, it didn't matter as they were heading back to their room, it was late and they had enough for today. When suddenly his friend punched him on his shoulder.
"Dude wtf?"
"Duuuuuude!"
"What?!"
"Look in the pool! It's Chloe and Luna!!"
"Oh... oooh shit!"
The friends were looking from the side of the pool, seeing their two fellow classmates entangled in a steamy make out session.
They saw how Vicky and Selena jumped in the pool as well with clothes and everything, to then splash water in the direction of Chloe and Luna and shouted at them.
"Hey lovebirds! Go get a room!"
"Yea, go make love somewhere else!"
They didn't seem to mind the teasing, they both flipped off Selena and Vicky and continued kissing. Not at all aware there were two classmates looking.
"Duuuuude! Are They actually dating?"
"What else did it look like?"
"What do you think the others would say?"
"What do you think Tim, Luna's ex would say?!"
The two guys continued their walk to their room while discussing what they just saw.
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When they all got out of the pool a little later they immediately noticed what a bad idea that actually was, with the soaked clothes out of the pool it was ice cold in the chilly night air.
They made their way through the party soaking wet, thinking about what their next move would be, but they quickly saw their opportunity when passing by the hottub, only one guy was in there with two girls, they didn't mind getting in with them as they had enough room in there for all of them.
Only once they got in the hottub Luna recognized them, it was the tall bald black guy with the muscled body that they met a few days ago at the pool. He was in there with his girlfriend on his side and the other girl on his other side must be a friend Luna thought.
With his typical deep and rumbling voice he asked, "Hey girls, enjoying the party?"
They all eagerly said yes, he seemed really friendly. After all they remembered how he had stood up for them with the Karen at the beginning of the cruise.
Soon after they had managed to get their hands on a fresh rounds of drinks when they ordered from an employee with a cart rolling around. All meanwhile Luna and Chloe still had a silly grin on their face from what had happened earlier in the pool.
They were all sitting in the hottub fully clothed, same for the other three they didn't know the name of.
They were all getting pretty drunk by now, especially Vicky and Selena, but who cares? After all they were on vacation and they could just walk to their room at any given time.
Luna took another sip from her drink, warm and comfortably with Chloe in her embrace, enjoying the hottub, enjoying her night to it's fullest while she didn't have to worry about Caitlyn anymore.
Meanwhile the guy blatantly started to make out with his girlfriend, which was slightly awkward as they were all sitting pretty close to each other and they were strangers to them. Although it didn't really bother them too much, on top of that Chloe was having her own ideas it seemed.
While relaxing and enjoying the hottub Luna could feel how Chloe was making advances onto her, her hands were obscured from view in the hottub because of the bubbles and foam on top of the water but she could feel Chloe's hands going over her thighs and Luna was loving it.
If those two were making out, would it be fine if she would kiss Chloe right now?
As she was wondering about it she noticed something while glancing over at the trio.
The guy was making out with his girlfriend on one side, while she seemed to have her hand on his... lap? She wasn't sure what she was doing as it got obscured by the layer of foam on top of the water.
Hold up... with another glance she saw how the guy had one arm around his girlfriend, but noticed his other hand was going down to the other girls lap... whatever he was doing was hidden by the layer of foam. Luna's attention peeked, what was happening under that layer of foam?
Meanwhile Selena and Vicky were talking about how the guys they met at the bar had been obnoxious losers that thought they were way too cool for this party, so instead of sticking with them they quickly bailed and decided to go and play a prank and throw Luna and Chloe into the pool as a prank.
"Fuck you very much for that!" Luna said jokingly,
"You're welcome!"
Luna glanced over to the trio again and she could see how the girl on the side was slightly rocking back and forth with a dreamy look on her face, slightly with her mouth open. If she didn't know any better, she would swear the guy next to her was...
Before Luna could finish her thought Chloe had started on her next advance, Luna couldn't refuse and a second later they were kissing. Being drunk and horny at this point because of what was happening in the hottub next to them. Kissing quickly turned into making out as they got more and more into it.
"Oh you girls are having a good time as well, i can tell!" The girl on the side said in a dreamy voice, "I'm Chanel by the way."
The couple briefly paused their make out session to introduce themselves, "I'm Vanessa and this is my boyfriend Zeke ('Whassup')"
Luna and Chloe paused their make out session, while being shy they all introduced themselves and Chloe confirmed, "Yea we're enjoying ourselves! What about you guys?"
This whole situation was kind of odd Luna thought, and this trio was so casual about it.
Zeke answered with a grin, "Oh we're having a great time, don't mind us ok, we're just having some fun over here."
Wait what exactly did he mean by that? Luna was suspicious to what exactly was happening below the water surface. Meanwhile Chloe didn't seem to care as much and had moved on to kissing Luna in her neck, working her way to her earlobes. Luna was having a hard time keeping attention to what the trio was doing while she was getting more and more turned on by Chloe her advances.
"Oh, ok i see, uhm, ok." Vicky and Selena stammered,
Luna had lost her attention for a few seconds but when she glanced to the trio again she started to question things even more.
Zeke's girlfriend, Vanessa was leaning over him and was now kissing Chanel full on the mouth.
Hold on what kind of relationship did these three people exactly have?? Although... Luna couldn't deny she liked what she was seeing as both these women were really attractive.
Selena and Vicky glanced at each other, thinking "What did we get ourselves into?"
Now Zeke started making out with Chanel, leaving his girlfriend on his side, but meanwhile Luna could swear... obscured by the foam on the water... she could swear... Was his hand in Vanessa's pants while making out with Chanel?!
Suddenly Vanessa let out a moan, confirming what Luna was thinking.
Zeke interrupted his kiss with Chanel for a brief moment and turned around to his girlfriend and said in a deep voice, "Oh you sound like you're enjoying yourself."
Vanessa let out another moan, confirming what Zeke had just said. On top of that, even if it was mostly obscured by the water, they could now all see how Vanessa started to move her hips back and forth.
Selena's eyes widened in shock, Vicky her mouth was hanging open from sheer disbelieve, Chloe stopped and looked up, stunned. They were all speechless at the scene in front of them, realizing Zeke was in the middle of fingering his girlfriend while making out with the other girl.
Vicky was the first to speak. "Holy shit!"
Zeke had realized the others shocked expressions, "I'm sorry about that, want us to stop?"
Before they could even respond...
"No." Vanessa said in between moans, "Don't stop."
"Uhm... N-no it's fine." Luna stammered while the others nodded sheepishly.
This was totally bonkers but so... so hot.
And it's not like they were doing anything inherently wrong.
They sat in awe as they saw how Zeke fingered his girlfriend to an orgasm, Vanessa moaned loud while they could all see how spasms were going through her.
Now it was Selena's turn to say, "Holy shit!"
Luna her heart was beating like crazy, she was all flustered by what had just happened in front of her, she frantically looked around outside the hottub to see if people had noticed, but with all the loud music and people partying it seemed like nobody was paying any attention to what was happening here in the hottub, most of it hidden by only a thin layer of foam while most of the sound they made got muffled by the music.
"Screw it." Luna thought, nobody was paying attention to them anyway, she pulled Chloe closer to her and they started making out, more passionate than before. Obscured by the foam Luna slid her hands over Chloe's thighs, feeling her leggings and riding her hand upwards inside her shorts legs. Luna could feel Chloe's mouth open and she immediately accepted and let her tongue slide in, followed by small moans by both.
This situation was crazy right now but she couldn't stop, she had never felt anything like this, she shouldn't do it but she got so aroused that she wasn't thinking anymore.
Soon Luna and Chloe's attention got drawn to the trio again when now they could hear moans coming from them again. Luna couldn't believe what she was seeing, seriously what is their relationship exactly?!
The trio had shifted places (Luna and Chloe had been so occupied they hadn't even noticed yet) Chanel was now sitting in the middle with Zeke now chilling on their side, with a bottle of beer in one hand and his arm draped around Chanel's shoulders, with one hand in her soaked top, fondling her boobs.
Meanwhile Vanessa was on the other side of Chanel, even if it was obscured by the foam Luna was sure of it, she was making out and simultaneously fingering Chanel while she was letting out moans.
"So let me get this straight, your girlfriend there is doing your friend, while you're playing with her boobs?" Selena said in disbelief while Vicky still hadn't closed her mouth from the shock.
Zeke took a sip from his beer and confirmed with a grin, "mhm." He then nods at Chanel, "And you probably didn't catch the part where she's also jacking me off."
This was completely insane, but Luna couldn't help getting more and more turned on by it all. Luna now faced Chloe, with simply looking in her eyes she already knew what she wanted, what they both wanted at the moment. She wanted to do her right here and now. Underwater Luna unbuttoned Chloe's shorts while she could already feel her spread her legs, inviting Luna, she slid her hand down in her shorts and panties and let her fingers gently caress and explore Chloe's pussy. They continued kissing, followed by occasional moans coming from Chloe.
Luna started playing with Chloe's clit, loving how she could feel her squirm with every touch, moan with every tease, they completely lost attention to their surroundings and were completely going up in their love making. Luna slid a finger inside, fingering Chloe underwater while nobody could directly see what they were doing,
...In the hottub.
In the middle of a party on the top deck....
Vicky and Selena glanced at each other once again, both with a look of shock on their face.
On one side of the hottub there was basically a threesome going on, while on the other side they had their two friends, they couldn't be completely sure what was going on because of the water with a layer of foam on top, but they didn't know any better than that Luna was in the middle of fingering Chloe, and from the look on Chloe's face and her moaning she wasn't all that far off of climaxing.
Both didn't immediately want to accept it, but they were seriously turned on by everything happening around them.
Chanel was letting out moans of pleasure, getting closer to her own climax with the help of Vanessa next to her,
Zeke encouraged them on in between sips from his beer, "Come on babe, she's about to come!"
Zeke now turned towards Selena and Vicky and asked in his typical deep voice.
"What's up with you two, don't fancy making love?" Zeke said with his deep but gentle voice.
"Uhm sorry, kinda drunk but still straight." Vicky said,
Selena suddenly blurted out drunkenly, "Maybe bi."
"Wait really?" Vicky suddenly asked shocked at this revelation.
Selena's face instantly turned red and was in shock, realising she had said that out loud.
Vicky couldn't help but chuckle, "It's okay, not gonna lie, but i already had some suspicions."
Zeke nodded towards his companions next to him and joked, "Don't worry, they're also straight, well kind of, does it really matter? Don't be scared, relax and just enjoy yourselves."
Those words left Vicky conflicted, she was sure of herself being straight, but it was hard for her to deny she was getting aroused from seeing girls around her make love to each other. Vicky's resistance was starting to show cracks, on top of that Selena was now looking at her with this weird expression on her face... suddenly she started to lean towards her.
Vicky felt herself leaning in as well, their lips met, one kiss quickly became two and soon she could feel herself melt, experiencing the softness and tenderness that came with kissing another girl surprised her, realising she was kind of enjoying it.
Chloe arced her back and let out a load moan. pure pleasure was coursing through her body as she climaxed while Luna felt Chloe's pussy convulsing. She took her hand out and observed how Chloe was still shaking from her orgasm seconds later.
They both slowly came down from their high and back to reality, just in time to see Chanel orgasm as well while letting out loud moans.
"Nice!" Zeke's voice rumbled.
In all their horniness they had completely forgotten about their surroundings, to Luna and Chloe's surprise when they looked to the other side of the hottub they were now greeted with the sight of Selena and Vicky who where in the middle of a steamy make out session. With tongue and everything.
All of this was surreal, how in the world had they all gone this far.
Now she frantically started to look around and noticed the party was steadily declining and people were leaving, but to her horror she quickly noticed a lot of people were now looking in their direction, shit...
Luna quickly whispered in Chloe's ear, who was still recovering from her orgasm. "Shit, we might have overdone it, everyone's staring at us."
"Holy shit Luna," Chloe said in a dreamy voice, "Your fingers are AMAZING!"
"Omg get your shit together!"
"Hahaha," Zeke was just laughing at them, looked like he was having a good time, "Relax, those people are just jealous, that's all!"
Suddenly Vanessa swapped places again with Zeke, putting him back in the middle, Vanessa said in a buttery smooth voice, "It's your turn baby!"
Did these people have no shame at all?? Luna poked at Vicky and Selena's feet and legs and got their attention,
"Time to go, you can continue later in your room!" Luna said and got up from the hottub.
"Huh what?" Selena stammered,
"W-we were just, uhm, i'm not, we're just drunk ok!" Vicky stammered and slurred together an excuse.
"Whatever, get up!"
They quickly said their goodbyes to the trio and got out of the hottub.
"Hope you had fun girls!" Chanel waved and winked,
"Just when the real fun was starting! Nah just joking!" Zeke shouted, "Cya!"
Vanessa also said her goodbye, even though it was obscured by the bubbles and foam layer on top of the water they could all tell she was already working her magic on Zeke's dick.
With dripping wet clothes they quickly made their way across the top deck, aware of all the staring eyes that were looking in their direction. Luna felt beyond embarrassed, this was way too much attention for her liking. Chloe had her arms crossed, trying to hide her wet see through white blouse that was showcasing her bra.
While passing a group of guys they could all hear them shouting stuff.
"Yea girls, now that's how you party!"
"Hot!!"
"Don't leave yet!!"
"Why didn't you keep going?!!"
They got to the door to enter inside the ship and Selena and Vicky shouted, "Oh god what have we done!"
At least the cold was making them sober up, but that wasn't helping the situation at all.
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"Fuck!" They were almost at their room, ice cold and soaked from head to toes.
Vicky and Selena headed to their own room while Luna was trying to open their door, she was shivering so hard from the cold that she struggled for a few seconds to open the mechanism.
Once inside she kicked off her soaking wet shoes and before she even could do anything else she could feel Chloe opening the zipper of her jumpsuit on her back,
Chloe whispered from behind, "Let me help you warm back up."
They helped each other out of their wet clothes, her jumpsuit was already laying on the ground while she started to unbutton and remove Chloe's soaked blouse. After that she unbuttoned her shorts and started to pull them down, revealing Chloe's light blue panties, meanwhile Chloe was playing with her hands in Luna's wet hair, waiting for her girlfriend to strip her off her wet clothes. She helped a bit more by unclipping Luna's bra while she was taking of her shorts, soon after her own bra came off.
By the time Chloe pushed Luna on their bed, both of them were only wearing their soggy panties anymore. Chloe crawled on top of Luna and slowly pulled off her panties while Luna let her do, laying completely naked on bed she quickly pulled Chloe in an embrace.
They were caressing each other, experiencing each other for the first time while exploring each others bodies. Luna enjoyed the kisses that Chloe was giving on her skin all over her body, followed by her sucking on Luna's nipples. It was just them and nothing else that mattered in this very moment.
Chloe lifted herself and Luna saw her chance and shoved her hand into Chloe's panties, further exploring Chloe's pussy, continuing where they had left off in the hottub. She loved how soaking wet her pussy already was, hold on, as she was caressing her pussy she could start to feel even more wetness. A second later something warm was running through her fingers, dribbling down from Chloe as she started peeing her panties. It dripped all over Luna's stomach, running down and wetting their bed.
Luna was in heaven, the dribble quickly turned into a stream and she could feel it jet against her hand. The bed sheets below and around her were starting to get soaking wet as more and more pee cascaded down from Chloe's crotch onto Luna.
Luna knew she wasn't gonna last long as they continued playing in their already wet bed, Chloe was playing with Luna's clit while they were making out, starting to finger her and Luna could already feel her orgasm coming any second from now, she knew she was gonna lose control over her bursting bladder any moment now.
Chloe started rubbing Luna's clit as fast as she could and Moments later pure feeling of ecstacy ran through Luna, her back arced, moaning loudly. Pee sprayed out of her and against Chloe's hand, redirecting and splashing pee everywhere. The bed got thoroughly soaked but neither of the girls cared. In fact they enjoyed it even. Chloe came laying next to her in the wet bed while Luna was still heavily panting, trying to catch her breath. She never knew sex could be this heavenly.
Chloe was curling up to Luna, caressing her breasts while she was coming down from her high.
They were looking into each others eyes when they both got a giant smile on their face, when Luna brought up the promise from earlier in the day, before the party.
"Remember i was gonna make it up to you for earlier?" Luna asked,
"mhm," Chloe said, "Wait, wasn't that the thing in the hottub?"
"Oh no, that wasn't it!" Luna said while she lifted herself up and got on top of Chloe.
Luna gave a quick kiss on Chloe's mouth and started to make her way down, kissing her neck, nipples, stomach... Luna grabbed Chloe's soggy peed panties and pulled them off, Chloe answered by spreading her legs wide, giving a magnificent view to Luna.
"Oh Luna... holy fuck..."
Luna kissed her thigh, and after a short pause she started kissing Chloe around her crotch area, teasing her, she could feel how her girlfriend was almost losing it from anticipation.
At last Luna let her tongue slide over her pussy and in her slit, caressing her clit. Kissing and sucking it, and with every other move she did Luna could feel Chloe squirm and moan.
Juices were freely flowing out of Chloe's pussy while Luna could taste her, the slight after taste of pee was pushing her arousal even further.
"Luna s-stop, i'm gonna come!"
Luna didn't stop, in fact she started sucking even harder, mixed with licking Chloe's clit. Luna could feel Chloe pussy convulse around her tongue while seeing spasms going through her, only then Luna stopped eating her out and started rubbing her pussy as hard as she could while Chloe was moaning loudly, loud enough that the neighbours could definitely hear it but neither of the girls couldn't care less at this point. Chloe squirted all over Luna and the bed, soaking everything even more than it already was.
"Oh my fucking god Luna!"
Then came the aftermath. Luna was dripping wet, she was sitting on her knees in bed, in front of a naked Chloe that was still panting, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. Luna slowly crawled next to Chloe, wanting to cuddle her. Giving her small kisses, she couldn't really describe it but she felt like something special had just happened between them. They cuddled in their wet bed for a little while longer, thinking that the night was coming at it's end.
Luna had no idea sex could be this great, not that her ex Tim was bad... it was just... he never even ate her pussy out, something she was eager to experience to know how it would feel.
Chloe suddenly lifted herself up from Luna's embrace as Luna wondered what she was up to.
"Huh, what are you doing?" Luna asked confused.
Chloe had a mischievous grin on her face, "The thing with lesbian sex, is that it's only over when both say it's over!"
Chloe made her way down and before Luna could prepare herself, she could feel Chloe starting to lick her pussy, starting to eat her out.
"Ooooh!"
When her orgasm came crashing down on her minutes later, her mind went blank and Luna learned it felt even better than she had hoped it would.
She moaned loudly, almost yelling while squirting all over Chloe, giving their bed another good soaking.
When the afterglow finally faded and Chloe had crawled herself back next to her it was clear they were both done for the night, immediately falling asleep in each other's embrace.
They were so tired and exhausted neither woke up in the middle of the night when they needed to pee, both wetting the bed in their sleep.
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Edited July 9 by OmoNeon
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