Until She Bursts - Part 3

Donna could barely sleep that night. Partly due to the extreme sweating under latex and its discomfort. But the main reasons were the painfully tight waist clincher, the buzzing 6" flexible dragon dildo and of course her rapidly filling bladder. She kept rustling from side to side. On normal days she would not even feel any urge with a liter of pee with her bladder. But today it was different. The situation made her desperation more prominent. She woke up at 6am and without giving any thought she ran to the bathroom. Morning pees were a MUST for her

But to her utter dismay it was locked. She tried pushing it, but it was locked ajar and then she was jolted to reality that she was not supposed to pee and just hold it till the end. She could feel how ferociously her kidneys pumped into her bladder. Thanks to the waist clincher even a litre felt like a gallon.

On top of it the vibrators kept tingling her from inside. And as it was flexible and wirelessly charged it would never run out of juice she knew. With every jolt of her step and the extreme vibrations her bladder screamed. She paid no heed to it and decided to torment it with another litre of water, a diuretic pill and then breakfast.

She drank another litre of diuretic water at one go and immediately felt the wrath of the same. The diuretic from the previous night was still wreaking havoc on her bladder. She squat down in an effort to prevent any leakage. But little did she realize her hole was being blocked by the massive dildo. It was severely uncomfortable but arousing at the same time. That strange sensation massively turned her ON. She tried to sit upright and not move for a minute. But she failed miserably again and again as the vibration didn't let her relax. She HAD to pee. And it was fairly obvious - Her bladder had NO place to expand or shift so it was trying it level best to force the steaming pee out. But Donna was in no mood to ever relieve herself again. 

To while away her time she pulled out a photo album of her childhood. There was something peculiar about all of her photos. In all of them, she posed with pained expressions, and she knew exactly what was the reason behind it. A close to bursting bladder.

She was one of those girls, who loved waiting, pushing herself longer, skipping the chance of using toilets, go to the bed despite leaking. Ever since she was 3, she would hold her pee, all day at the nursery and even after getting back. Her mother would coax her, scold her and force her to pee but she wouldn't budge. She would keep on holding and if she had to pee she would do so only at the bath. Reluctantly her mother stopped paying attention to her bathroom needs. And at times even when she would whine she would make her wait longer as a punishment.

When in school she would skip her before bed pee and even her morning pee and go to school with a bladder containing more than a day's worth of pee and try to last till the bed time. Being desperate was like her second nature and despite having several close calls she never stopped holding.

On family picnics she would deliberately drink a gallon of water before a long car ride and deliberately stay in the car when other would go and relieve themselves. More often than not she would be the one who would be frantic by the end of the journey. Needless to say she would still suppress the urge, hide her needs and wait till they returned home.

While graduation she would endure long gruelling study sessions all day without using the toilet once throughout the day and even after returning to her room and endure exams thereafter in succession. She had never seen how a public toilet looks from inside.

She had made a record of not peeing on weekends ever since she had turned 16 and she still felt proud about it. Even today she could hold longer than any other lady in the entire universe. And she was going to push herself to death but not pee. 

At around noon she came up with an idea -  Why not to make a world record of holding it in and have pee holding contests one after the other with all the desperation fetishists on the globe? She turned to her laptop and connected it with the over the air wifi and logged in to holditin.com. 

She posted a dare: 
Calling out all the desperation lovers out there. Challenging everyone of you to come and defeat me in a holding contest. I haven't let myself use the toilet in over the last 12 hours and I am still confident to defeat all of you , one after the other without leaking a drop in days to come. 
THE ULTIMATE PEE HOLDING CONTEST . . .

To this Minx and Erica were the first one to comment -
"We have the world's largest bladder with official Guinees Book Entry. We can defeat you Donna.
You say hold it for days, we say WEEKS! Bring it on!"

Donna replied - 
"Easy girl, I can last for a lifetime without a care! So HOLD IT IN!"

To be continued . . .