Until She Bursts - The Finale

Enter day 15. Minx Triss and Donna. Extremely desperate, in severe pain, insane amount of pee held shut in under mercilessly tight corsets.

Minx had her hands shoved down to her crotch, Triss was struggling to keep her hands away from her crotch and Donna was willingly keeping her hands at bay. No one knew how she got her control back. Triss knew that with 30 litres of pee inside her and Donna she didn't have too much time before her body violently burst the floodgates and automatically relieve those overworked muscles.

And Triss then presented her final challenge, 

"Girls, its time for the final challenge." Announced Triss.

"What. . . There. . . There's more left." Minx squeaked.

"Yes, all we have to do is pop a muscle relaxant pill. . . I know every girl who has this holding fetish occasionally likes to challenge herself and I also know both of you have this pill with you. Now we will see if anyone of us can last the next few days with there muscle power reduced to minimum and hold such a massive load without leaking."

Donna didn't say a word. She wanted it, more pain, more desperation, more trouble. Her brain had stopped receiving signals from her bladder and she could not feel any pain from her bladder - LITERALLY. All she could feel was its hardness, the gigantic volume that she held for two weeks and of course the series of orgasms she got every time a wave of desperation hit her hard. And without giving a second thought Donna popped in a muscle relaxant pill.

Much to Triss's horror. Though she had a trick in her mind, instead of a muscle relaxant she popped in a pill of muscle stimulant just to get an upper hand in the holding competition. Minx on the other hand burst into tears.

"I. . .I. . .can't do this." Everybody could see that she was squeezing her lady parts as tight as she could. She knew her muscles were too taxed and that she won't be able to prevent an accident. 

Triss insisted her to do so or accept defeat. But Minx was too arrogant to accept defeat. So she tried to take her hands away and get up to get that pill. Little did she know it was her worst mistake and before she could even gasp there was a huge splashing noise. Triss and Donna watched in awe to see Minx burst her floodgates open. It would be an understatement to say that even firehoses would fail in front of her gusher.

It was STRONG, LOUD AND HUGE! An inch thick clear torrent. She again tried to shove her hands between her legs but the torrent was so strong that she hurt her hands. It went on and on and ON. No doubt she was frantic. 6 minutes passed but she continued with full force. And after 3 more minutes the gusher stopped all of a sudden. The pressure was so much and her bladder contracted so violently that it emptied its load at one go and in full force rather than a diminishing trickle. Minx burst into tears and collapsed in her own puddle. The world watched the tremendous amount of pee she just released. It was ankle deep everywhere in her room.

Triss had just started typing something but Minx disconnected before she completed. Donna and Triss were the only contenders left now. The match continued. Triss was then confident that she was going to win. She felt her muscles tightening and twitching from inside. It was a wonderful feeling and she cold finally let herself relax. And to gain a psychological advantage over Donna she put on even tighter latex outfits.

Donna on the other hand could feel the heat of the relaxant pills. Within an hour she was twisted like a preztel, hands shoved inside her crotch, sweating, and her  brain started registering the signals of her bladder again. For a moment she thought she was never going to make it to the ultimate goal. Her muscles quivered. The ones which felt concrete like solid just a day ago, suddenly became numb and as soft as baby butt. 

Triss could see Donna's pitiable condition and she worsened the matters by challenging her to drink more and more. Donna complied but never leaked a drop. Even she was surprised  at her own feat. Waves of pain ran through her body, and she could feel the fullness of her bladder and how mercilessly it had swollen inside.

5 days passed like that but Triss failed to make Donna wet herself despite more and more diuretic intake and muscle relaxants. Enter day 21, Donna had even mastered the wrath of the relaxant pills and could stay calm and fight her inhuman needs to pee. On the other hand Triss was in trouble. The muscle tightening pills surely helped her to hold so much but the pain had become unbearable now. She simply needed to stop the game or else she was going to rupture her bladder. She quickly popped in a muscle relaxant

"Donna! How the fuck are you still holding it? 42 litres and still without a leak, without a cry, with such a restrictive corset!" Triss cried.

"Because I MUST HOLD it. Like I said I never wanted to end the hold" Donna proudly answered.

"I cheated the entire week. I popped in muscle tightening pills instead of muscle relaxants and still I am struggling to hold. Now when I took just one relaxant, I am about to wet myself."

"Its okay Triss, its fine. You can go and relieve yourself if you want."

"I. . .I don't know . . I am seconds away from peeing myself. It was such an exhaustive hold, I wanted to make you wet yourself but I could not. I am in pain. I am afraid I can't hold it longer." Triss was crying. It was as if she was having a labour pain. Her distended bladder was a testimony to that.

"No, you are not going to wet yourself. No matter what, you go and relieve yourself like a proper lady. " 

Triss insisted that she wanted to measure. Donna agreed. Triss brought a bucket and filmed her gusher. It started as soon as she ripped her clothes off. It was GIGNANTIC. Minx and Erica 's combined torrent seemed like a thread in front of her gusher. The timer kept running and went beyond 10 minutes and she filled three such buckets and measure 36 litres. She orgasmed so many times in those 10 minutes. Relief 

Donna was massively turned on at that. She wondered how long and strong her own gusher could have been had she chosen to pee. Donna then congratulated her and announced something which shocked the entire world.

"Triss ! Do you have any idea - from this moment onwards you are officially the Girl with the Biggest Bladder in the world! Congratulations! And as a part of reward, all the cash credit which is in my account .  . .I have transferred them all to your account."

"How can that be! You are holding wayy more than me. "

"Just listen to me, my time is limited. . . Take al this money and open a college dedicated to holding, to train young girls and boys to hold and hold and HOLD all the time. Its my last wish, I want to see the world accepting this holding fetish and holding pee being a norm. Tell me will you grant my last wish?"

"Towards oblivion. Don't worry wherever I go, I am not going to pee. I am going to hold it . . .HOLD IT TILL THE END." Saying this Donna went offline.

There was a massive uproar in the comment sections, her videos, her chat snap shots, her voice records, her gifs went viral on the internet. Everyone around the globe was talking about Donna and her 3 week long and never ending hold with last seen volume of 42 litres. Donna's mailbox was full and still so many mails and chat requests were coming to her that the server crashed. But Donna was nowhere to be seen. She had gone offline leaving a power vacuum. No one knew where all means of communication failed.

And here Donna was at her home, smiling to herself knowing that her end was near. She popped in those muscle tightening pills for she knew she was on the last reserves of her muscle power. She drank 8 more litres of water and was satisfied to see her bladder had swollen obscenely inside her body to accommodate 50 litres of pee squishing all her other organs and bones and everything inside. Somehow she was still alive but the pain was inhuman. She crawled over to her bed and popped in a sleeping pill so that she didn't feel the pain anymore.

Donna was lost in darkness of desperation. The sensastion in her bladder never got away. She could not move her body, her muscle or even open her eye lid anymore but she was still desperate .More than ever.

- - - - - -- - - - - - 

The next time she opened her eyes, she was dressed in a supertight super uncomfortable, white rubbery gown and a corset laced tight than ever. 16" to be exact. She was in pain and in tears. All around her were clouds, nice green lawns, rivulets flowing around, sunlight and cool wind. 

She felt an someone patting her back.

She turned around and found a gate where God and the Devil were standing. 

"My girl Donna, you are now in your after life between heaven and hell. You have committed something strange in your life. 

"On one hand you pushed yourself to the extremes and disregarded the life given by me - which is a sin. On the other hand, you have shown exceptional courage and held your pee despite all the odds."

Donna could barely stand and keep herself dry. All she wanted was to pee. Little did she know what was coming.

"So we have decided that we will let you inside the heaven on one condition - if you can hold your pee for the rest of your after life till mankind exisits on erth, we will let you inside heaven and make you the official Bladder Angel or Bladder Fairy."

" The only condition being - from this moment onwards, every drop of pee produced by every human being on the earth will reside in your bladder. Your bladder won't expand due to the holy corset. It will tighten itself again and again to prevent your bladder from bulging out. 

"But you shall keep within yourself all the pee produced from now on, on the earth. If you leak, wet or decide to relieve yourself and fail to keep a normal composure like other angels of heaven, you will be immediately deported to hell and every human being on the earth would become incontinent. So the future of mankind lies in your hands, in your bladder."

Donna certainly didn't want to let the mankind suffer and go to hell. So she wisely chose to hold her pee for eternities. And within a moment she felt the holy corset glow and tighten itself around her waist and her bladder fill with pee equivalent to  that produced by 7+ billion people on earth. And the fate of humanity depended on her control. She HAD to hold and bear the never-before-felt-desperation forever. She was not supposed to pee or even show her needs for she was now the bladder fairy.

"WELCOME TO HEAVEN - MY BLADDER FAIRY" said God and opened the gates to heaven. . . 

THE END.