The world watched in awe as the three girls could manage to fall asleep. But in reality none of them were fully asleep. In fact Erica and Minx whispered to eachother.
Erica (E) - "Damn! I can't believe she is holding in 18 litres of pee! "
Minx (M) "Me neither! How is it so that we are struggling with just 10 litres?"
E - "May be we just under estimated her way too much. I doubt if we can beat her and for that our own world record of 21 litres. We are still 8 litres short of her and 11 litres from the record."
M - NO! Don't say that, we can and WILL beat her. Our bladders are the strongest. Don't you sense the pain, look at the basketball sized bulge you have down there.
E- Believe me Minx, I was not at all prepared to hold so mush for this long. I don't think we will be able to last long enough.
M - WE WILL. We will put on the corsets when we get up and lace it to maximum tightness. Lets show her that even we can keep or bladder squeezed shut.
E - Don't you think it will be too much?
M - NO! Don't you dare pee a drop. We are going to hold it like the good old days. Remember to pee is to sin!
Erica simply nodded and tried to force herself to sleep. So did Minx.
While on the other hand Donna was writhing in pain. Having burst open the clincher she had lots of room to expand and somehow felt comfortable. She was in a state of semi sleep. Her hands were shoved deep into her lady muscles and she was dreaming of going to pee but unable to pee. It was because her body was actually trying to push the dildo out of her an make some more room.
It was pretty obvious. 18 litres was an insane volume, even for Donna, who had never previously crossed the 6-7 litre mark in her normal days. The beach ball sized bladder revolted every time she breathed. Under those unforgiving layers of latex, her skin was painfully stretched and turned pale. Donna was at the end of her tether. And even after being pushed to such an extreme her kidneys pumped more water into her bladder like an open tap.
In her dreams she saw that she was in a room full of commodes or bowl, shining and inviting her to relieve herself. She was naked and she inched closed to the bowls with a hope of relieving herself but in vain. One after the other she tried all of them till one was left. It was her own bowl, the one she had used all her life. And as soon as she sat on that a huge torrent erupted from her pee hole, and she started feeling light headed and relieved. Little did she know what a disaster she had created.
When she realized in her dreams that it was not just her imagination, she jolted back from her sleep. She got a huge setback when she saw an inch thick torrent erupting from her pee hole and splashing the wall nearby as if it was a fire hose literally. Taking a deep breath she stopped the full fledged gusher at one go and the next moment she felt a dull pain surge through her bladder as if it was a shock wave travelling backward. And in the coming few moments she had multiple mega orgasms. The release felt so good that she could barely prevent herself from orgasming.
By the time she calmed herself down, and got her rapid breathing under control she realized that she had lost the holding contest, her multiple layers of latex catsuits was ruthlessly torn apart. Thanks to the shotgun like force with which her body shot the dildos out of her pee hole and erupted the gusher. There was pee all around and her tattered pieces of her catsuit clung to her body. Her bladder was spasming again and trying to contract and once again erupt a flood but Donna held on bravely.
The world including Erica and Minx who coincidentally woke up at the same time had their jaws dropped on the ground. No one could believe their eyes. Donna had shocked the entire holding community. And she went a step further when she pulled the basket ball sized bulge in to reveal an absolutely flat belly. Her 30 second torrent had lessened her volume by 6 litres. Now she stood at 12 litres after 8 days.
She stripped off the remnants of her latex wear and announced.
"All right! All right. I lost the holding contest. never thought my muscles would betray me so badly. I feel embarrassed. But I want to let every one out there know that I a still going to continue my hold as if I am totally empty. "
Erica snarled at her, "We knew you are going to lose it! HAH!"
"Easy girl! I can still defeat you. I wont compete with you but you shall see how much more I can hold and how much longer can I control myself"
Minx jumped in, "We shall see!"
"Great! Then I would like to see if you can break your own world record of 21 litres this time or will it be me, who does that!"
"As long as this video thread is live, we won't pee." Erica backfired.
"Is that why I see both of you sitting with your legs tightly crossed and a hand shoved in your crotch?"
"You did the same when you were holding!" said Erica
"My dear lady, did you never notice I was already holding 8 litres in excess, in just a week" Donna argued. "Anyways you guys be online till I once again dress myself up."
"No wait! We want to see how long can you manage to keep your belly pulled in all by yourself. We challenge you to control yourself and break our world record, without showing any signs of desperation - NO leg crossing, toe curling, gritting of teeth, leakage, shoving your hands in crotch, pee dancing or bladder bulging! Can you DO IT DONNA?" Minx challenged.
"Yes I can. I will just put up a catsuit. A REALLY tight one and come."
"Oh! Can't you stay naked?"
"I am not really comfortable being naked and besides if I leak, which I won't, I won't be bale to rub it off"
"You do know that you are not going to make it, isn't it Donna?"
"You have no idea what's coming for you girls. You better focus on holding. Why don't you girls put on a clincher. Lets see if you can repeat the history while you are dressed up!"
"WE CAN AND WE WILL!" The duo exclaimed.
"Good luck holding it. Cause I am not planning to relieve even after you girls lose and wet yourself."
Donna was very disappointed that she lost the competition in front of such a huge crowd. But it further strengthened her resolve to hold on and defeat Erica and Minx to show them what it meant to be in her shoes. She was willing to do everything to keep holding it in and reach her ultimate goal to end.
As she tried to put on the undersized catsuit she got a private message from Triss. Donna wondered who it was till she read the message.
"Hi Donna! This is Triss, remember the girl from the viral blog - The Diary of A Modern Day Girl. . . . . "
TO BE CONTINUED . , . .
