The Couple Who Must Hold It - Introduction

Lexy was at the end of her tether. She wiggled in her seat, crossed her legs as tightly as she could manage through the pencil skirt, sat at the edge of her chair, clenched her fist and put on a brave face as she waited for the interviews to start. All other girls seemed so comfortable and pepped up.

The exam was very difficult but more than that her bladder troubled her. It was a 6 hour long exam and it was explicitly mentioned that the girls will not be allowed to use the restrooms till the end of day. The room had no air conditioning and the day was hot. So all the girls had consumed copious amounts of liquid throughout. Lexy was no different - after 1 litre of cold water and another 0.5 litres with breakfast she was bursting. And ever since her first morning pee at 6 she had already been holding for 9 hours at 3pm.

Her name was called out. She started walking towards the interview cabin as normally as possible. She had to stop ample times in her way to prevent herself from wetting. All the other candidates laughed at her dilemma. After a long struggle she finally reached the cabin.

"Welcome Ms. Lexy" a deep husky male voice greeted her - she almost orgasmed to hear that voice. Her interviewer for the day was a commercial pilot named Ritz. He was a 6'6" tall guy, well built muscular, with slight stubble on his face and deep blue eyes. He too was fidgeting every now and then but not as much as Lexy.

Lexy on the other hand was a 6' tall, brunette and extremely skinny. Though her face could give the most beautiful women on the planet a run for their money. Luscious lips, green eyes, rosy cheeks, and a dimpled smile was sure to rob hearts.

Lexy was so frantic that she could not even reply to his greetings. Instead she was so enticed by the nearby chair that she quickly sat in it hoping she would be able to manage through the interview without wetting.

"Apparently Ms. Lexy you are in dire need of using the ladies room. And that is taking a toll on your behaviour. If you noticed - I had NOT asked you to take the chair."

"I . . .I'm sorry Sir. . ." Lexy squeaked and stood again. The pain was too much to bear. And she was unable to stand still. Ritz passed her a glass of water and asked her to keep it on her head without sloshing a drop, keeping her feet apart and hands at back.

Her eyes filled with horror. She was dumbstruck. She felt like running away from the cabin.. She did as asked and held her breath as she tried to stand still and not pee herself. Ritz grinned at her.

"First of all - lets see how much water you consumed during  the exam " he flipped through the invigilators observation sheet. "Hmmm. . not much . . Just 1 litre, less than half of what most girls consumed. And you are still fidgeting. . "

"I. . I'm sorry Sir. . "Lexy squeaked again. But little did she know that was just the beginning. For the next one hour Ritz kept firing question. Lexy failed to answer most of them and her composure was becoming unsteady.

"Drink this jug full of water." He commanded.

"But Sir. . .Please allow me to use the washroom and then I can complete the task."

"NOW!"

Lexy didn't have a choice and gulped down the entire water from the jug. Almost 1.5 litres.

"Now dip your left hand fingers in the glass which you kept aside and stand."

Lexy again obeyed his instructions. However her muscles were betraying her, and the additional flood of water being furiously pumped in her bladder did not help her either. More questions and puzzles followed and Lexy miserably failed at all of them.

And right when the clock struck 6, and the chime rang she was so startled that a huge gusher escaped and wet her constrictive pencil skirt. Seeing that Ritz was annoyed.

"Ms.Lexy, I am very dissappointed to say that you are not competent for the job of airhostess on our airlines."

There were tears in her eyes and gathering whatever strength she could she asked with a strained voice., "Sir, this is unfair. I am clearly in need to use the restroom but was not allowed to go. On top of it I was forced to drink more and do tasks which were difficult to be accomplished under the strain given. This is biasing."

Ritz took pity on her and made her sit.

"Miss Lexy, kindly re-read the instructions written in your interview call letter. It says - The candidate will not be allowed to use the restrooms under any condition and might have to undergo tasks especially designed to test the capacity of his/her bladder. This is a mandatory requirement and has been specially legalized through the court. . .

"And now to answer your questions - why I rejected you -
1. because your BMI ratio falls below the recommended health standards and your are underweight. And your body is too skinny which is against the recommended standards prescribed by the airlines. 2. because you do not have enough bladder capacity to hold your waters. Once on board the staff is not allowed to use restrooms throughout the flights some of which can be as long as 36 hours or even more. "

Lexy was in tears. It was her dream job and she was so close to it.

"What should I do to be able to crack this? Its my dream job . . "

Ritz pacified her. "We will be having another recruitment round the next month. I recommend you start working on your body AND train your bladder so that you can at least hold 2 litres for 24 hours. Start training right away. DO NOT PEE before tomorrow. . .I want to have you onboard"

"YOU MAY LEAVE NOW. . . " Lexy inched out of the cabin with mixed feelings and a huge wet patch.

TO BE CONTINUED . .

My Girlfriend Had To Hold It - Part 3

"Please. . . " Nidhi kept pleading.

"STOP THE CAR!" I yelled at Priti. She pulled over. All the girls were confused.

I dragged Nidhi out of the car. She was bent forward, hands shoved in her crotch. Eyes shut tight. Legs crossed and toes curled. She indeed was BURSTING. So was I.

"Stand up straight Nidhi."

"I can't. . .Try to understand Rex. 36 hours, I have never held this long. . "

"So you want to relieve yourself?"

"Y . . YES!"

"NO! You won't. Look at the padlock. It was your idea. Tanu has been holding longer still she looks comfortable. Despite all this you still want to pee. . . I don't see any reason why you would not be bale to wait as long as needed. . .Like a proper lady."

Nidhi could sense I was getting angry.

"One more time. . .If I hear you say you need to pee, I will not have sex with you any more" I warned. Nidhi was a nymphomaniac. She craved for sex every night.

"NOOOOO! I WILL hold it. . .as long as you ask for. Please don't say NO to sex. . ."

"Good, now get back into the car."

Soon we resumed our journey and soon we reached Priti's place. On our way Priti told us that being the bride she was given a special room to stay. But that room didn't have an attached bathroom. So she had to go to other rooms for a relief. However everytime a guest or a relative would catch her and drag her away from the bathrooms. If she pleaded for the bathrooms no one paid attention. Her mother was pissed off that she went from door to door just for using the bathroom. She sternly told her that she must hold it till all the ceremonies would get over. No matter what. So along with Tanu and Nidhi, Priti was desperate as well.

By noon we reached her place. And the very moment we reached the room, all the girls shoved their hands in their crotch. It was as if entering through the door all of a sudden Switched ON their bladder sensing systems.

They started changing into their party wears except Nidhi. She still wasn't able to move her hands away from her crotch. I unlocked her padlock and helped her undress. Her bladder popped out like a balloon. She wimped and gasped and before she knew a strong squirt escaped from her pee hole.

"I'm so sorry. . I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to. . . "

I didn't say a word and continued to dress her. I made sure I laced her tighter than needed especially around her bladder.I pacified her and kissed her. A really deep and long one. And all of a sudden her desperation was gone.

"That's all you get today. . .No more leaks and no more kissing" I teased her. Tanu and Priti were in awe seeing how a mere kiss suddenly changed Nidhi's demanor. I knew my girl, she put on a brave fight to appear calm and behave normally.

As the day progressed I witnessed Tanu and Priti losing their battles. By the night they were so desperate that Priti had to leave the ceremony in between to make a mad dash to the bathroom. She left behind her a thick continuous trail of pee. Tanu rushed to help her but hearing her relieve herself proved too much for her to bear. And it was not long before she lost control and had a long gusher wetting her attire.

That left just me and Nidhi waiting to relieve ourselves. It was needless to say Nidhi's breathing was sharp and rapid. She was sweaty and bent forward, clenched fists, biting lips and everything a young girl would do trying to hold her steaming pee which had not been released for two days.

She looked at me with the cutest face she could make in such a condition. There were tears brimming in her eyes. I was no better than her, my bladder, my balls, my thing ached badly too. But both of us knew the answer. So we held on . . . .

Tanu and Priti could not believe their eyes that even till the next morning none of us had relieved. We had some other plans. To push things further we boarded the bus towards home. . .

Want to know when did we finally relieve. . .

Well, it will suffice to say that by the time we lost control we were already half dead. That was the best hold of our lives.

THE END. . .