The Couple Who Must Hold It - Take Me Home, NOW!

Lexy was feeling helpless. Her bladder was swollen and hard and her boobs kept growing. They had grown so much that she could not even see her bladder bulge or feet directly. Her body was a sweaty mess and she clutched the bed tightly. She didn't want to hold herself so openly in front of Ritz. And on top of it seeing Ritz naked made her wet in the other sense. She was aroused like never before.

She had sex once when she was 14 years old. And that too with an equally malnourished boy of 15. It had been years since she didn't have sex thereafter. Strangely enough even his name was Ritz. She thought could be a coincidence that both the guys were named Ritz but before she could dive deeper, Ritz enetered her. Just 3 inches. And Lexy was whimpering like a fish out of water. He was deliberately slow. He pulled his thing out and in the second stroke he went deeper. Lexy was in a frenzy now. Her nails digging deep on his arms, his back, his chest. He again pulled himself out.

In the third stroke he went 9 inches deep and Lexy screamed aloud. He almost squished her tortured bladder and her G-spot both at one go. Her scream was more of pleasure than pain and he knew that very well. He again pulled himself out thereby leaving her gasping for breath.

But all hell broke lose on Lexy when he pushed his foot long organ , entirely into her with full force and repeatedly thrust her. It was too much for Lexy to take. A bursting bladder, tired muscles, emotional roller coaster, arousal, pleasure , pain , tingling, electrifying, hot and her love for him were all taking a toll on her. He squeezed her bladder so hard from top and from outside so hard that her muscles contracted unknowingly and so tight that he could feel as if a bench vice tightened his thing inside her. Her eyes rolled up, her claws nearly tore through his skin, her breathing almost came to a halt, and she was in such a state that her mouth opened but no scream came out. She was having the time of her life. And to her surprise she was at the edge of climaxing within a few strokes. She dreaded that if she climaxed her fairy tale would end. She knew very well that climaxing could mean she would have no control over her muscles. 

So she fought, on and on and on. Fighting her wild primal needs and the tremendous call of nature. Throughout the night they had sex, neither of them climaxed but they were right on edge. She was mighty impressed that he could stay hard and so powerful all night long.

Finally it was dawn. Lexy was frantic, squirming between sheets and his arms. They were so strong that she couldn't move it away from her rock hard bladder. she tried to wake him up and she hardly bothered if he saw him in such a state. She didn't care about her composure . All she knew was that she HAD to pee and yet HOLD IT IN.

He slowly woke up, and kissed her. She again melted in his arms. He squeezed her tighter thereby making her squeal. But he didn't stop. Soon they were having a quickie. Her screams of pleasure and pain filled the house. Ritz was really enjoying thrusting his thing through her tightly clenched muscles. It added to the ecstasy. Even for Lexy the sex felt even hotter than the previous night though she was nearly half dead with arousal and desperation. She begged him to stop, but he didn't. Instead he told her that she was strong enough to control herself.

Even after the wonderful sex, the pressure inside her coul dnot be ignored. Immediately her hands flew down to her crotch. She begged to him to drop her at her place. But instead he first made her breakfast, then he took her out to take his dog for a walk and afte returning they again got engrossed in sex.

However it was the limit for Lexy. After the sex, she fell so weak at knees that she could not stand at her own. All her power was concentrated towards holding her pee.Only then he understood how badly she needed to relieve herself. He tried to persuade her to use his bathroom but she refused again stating that she just uses her toilet or hold. He took pity on her and decided to drop her at her place. Trying to dress her was a waste of time, her boobs had grown so huge that the dress ripped apart.. Instead she  pulled up her tight tiny thong while he wrapped her in his shirt and drove off.

But even after reaching there was no relief, because she had forgotten to take the keys. So they returned to his place to collect the keys. She didn't a say a word, sat with legs corssed like a preztel, face scrunched up, gritted teeth, hands shoved inside her crotch and sweating endlessly. 

By the time they got back it had been 36 hours into her hold. He carried her to the door opened it for her and decided to leave her to her condition politely. But before her left he whispered, "Lexy, you are very strong I know you can hold longer, try not to pee still. I LOVE YOU!" 

And then he left. Lexy was contemplating what to do. HOLD OR WET. . 

To be continued. . . 

The Couple Who Must Hold It - Sex - I am not ready!

Lexy stepped inside and she almost wet herself. She shoved her hands in her crotch, double crossed her legs, squat down, curled her toes, hed her breath and did everything in power to prevent even a drop from coming out.

She looked at the slightly opened door of the toilet. Her desperation worsened. and then she immediately looked away and closed her eyes tight. After nearly staying down on the floor for about half an hour trying to calm her bladder, she stood up and inched to her bedroom and began going through the party wears she had.

One after the other she looked and finally chose her blue dress, it was the most stretchable one and the one which would cover the constantly growing boobs. She never thought that she would ever have such humongous boobs. Once size zero and now she had such voluptuous curves that getting into the dress itself was a challenge. 

By the time she got into the dress, her kidney pumped more liquid in her bladder and she grew by two or three cup sizes more. She really enjoyed seeing herself getting more and more sexier and bustier.

It was 8 O'clock. Ritz was right on time. She knew she was in no position to return. She HAD to fight mother nature and prevent her gorgeous boobs for vanishing.

Ritz stepped out of his black Evoque, dressed in an Armani attire and escorted her to the car. The pressure in her bladder was taking a toll on her body. She was stiff, and slightly bend forward and her walk was very rigid. 6" heels coupled with a 20 hour full bladder was not such a good combination, she realized. But for Ritz she was more than ready.

Seeing her walk like that Ritz commented,

"A green eyed girl, whose beauty is beyond comparison, an enviable figure, and a 20 hour unrelieved bladder. This is going to be one long interesting night. . .Seems you are holding a lot isn't  it Lexy?"

She was blushing furiously but smiled at that. Soon she was in the car seat. Realization came to her, that the dress was not really as stretchable as she thought it would be. In fact it was getting tighter around her boobs and her bladder with every passing minute. She was so scared, her heart was almost in her mouth. 

Stepping out of the car was another battle Lexy had to face. She almost squat on the ground when she stepped out. Ritz was taken aback and even suggested her to sue the ladies. A chill went down her spine. She remembered what the Bladder Fairy had said and decided not to relieve herself. She could not spoil her life just for a momentary relief.

The movie was a really long one. Lexy could barely sit still and she profusely sweat as her outfit was getting tauter and tauter. She felt as if she heard the fabric snap off. But nothing was there. And just when she though that she could keep switching positions Ritz naughtily started running his hands over her legs. She froze in horror. She tried to smile at him. 

Ritz mistook that as a signal to proceed further. And he accidentally happened to squeeze her bladder. He was stunned to feel her rock hard bladder. 

"You are amazing. I thought only my bladder could hold so much and get so hard."

Lexy was taken aback, when she felt his bladder right below his navel it felt as if she was running her hands over a curved rock. She didn't have the slightest idea that he to had been holding all the time.

Embarrassment ran over face since he didn't show any of his needs whereas she kept squirming like a kid all the time.

By 10 they were out of the movie. Ritz was chivalrous enough to hold her hands firmly while coming out of the theatre. He was surprised that she managed throughout the movie. Being a gentle man, he again offered her to use the facilities but she refused much to his amusement and arousal.

Needless to say dinner was served with lot of wine, and Ritz insisted that she finished all the wine. She did so without questioning. Her boobs had grown rapidly since the movie and she was not sure of the fabric could hold any more. And on the down side her legs were twisted like a preztel. She did all in her power to keep her hands on the table and act normally. Another glass of wine made her fabric give up, it slightly tore from the sides and even the zip at her back had started to come off. She was now so nervous and in such a pickle that she was getting a panic attack.

Ritz helped her calm down. And in this process she drank another glass of water. By midnight they left the restaurant. On their way back they had to take a detour and it started raining heavily all of a sudden.

"Last thing I needed. . .Goddamn!" Lexy cursed.

"Lexy do you realize, you have been holding it for the last 24 hours? How are you managing?"

"Ritz. . You have no idea, but I am bursting.  . ." She blurted out and immediately bit her lips relaizinhg the blunder she made.

"Its fine. I am taking you to my place tonight. . ." Lexy was shocked to know that. "I am not sure if I would be able to drive in such a heavy downpour."

Poor Lexy was on the verge of losing the flood. In fact she was anticipating a pee once she would reach home. Now she would have to hold it all night. They soon reached his place and the first thing Ritz did was to show her the bathroom first. His was a huge mansion but had only one bathroom. He signalled her to go but she chose to stick to the couch and sit tightly. 

Ritz was mighty impressed with her determination to hold. They started chit chatting and after sometime the entire zip if her dress came off. But fortunately the dress was so tight and so small for her body that it dug into her skin, thus preventing any malfunction. Both - her boobs and her bladder had grown exponentially since the evening. Say if Lexy started as 32DD she had grown to become 38DD in a matter of just couple of hours.

Ritz could see her in distress, so he quietly went and sat beside her. He could see , how her body trembled, the dripping sweat, the ruthlessly tight outfit and the digging zip, the fear in her eyes, the tightly crossed legs, the clenched fist and what not.

He didn't say a word and to her surprise, he kissed her right on her lips. Her eyes widened first in shock and then she melted in his arms. She shivered as she fought on to remain in senses and exert control over her bladder and yet kiss him back.

It was not long before he undressed her. As he took her to his bed and he himself go rid of his clothes, Lexy came to senses and realized what was about to come. And when she actually saw his gigantic foot long thing, she turned white with fear. She was totally clueless as for how she was going to survive  the night when her pent up litres of pee was just behind her hole. . . .

TO BE CONTINUED. . . 

The Couple Who Must Hold It - Longer than expected

A month later Lexy arrives at the test centre again. But this time things were totally different. When she entered the complex the receptionist was stunned to see her. She could not believe her eyes that the girl who seemed to be malnourished suddenly gained such magnificent curves.

She had put on the same clothes as earlier but this time they were stretched tight around her body. Anyone who looked at her could say that her bra and her shirt were having a hard time containing her huge boobs. While she walked on those high heels her boobs bounced, with every breath of her, they threatened to tear open the shirt. But Lexy enjoyed all the limelight, the attention she got and of course the envy of other girls in the room.

But behind all that glamour and sexiness there lied a secret. A secret which Lexy must keep to herself and not let anyone know about it. Unlike the last time Lexy managed to get through the written exam very easily and with flying colours. And to everyone's surprise Lexy drank  more water than anyother girl, throughout the exam without even fidgeting an inch. She casually kept crossing her legs as if she didn't feel the need to go at all. By the end of the exam, she could feel that the shirt and the bra were getting tighter and tighter. And it was not long enough before a button of her shirt gave up. The rest of the buttons tried their level best to hang on but the sheer load of her boobs were too much for them.

She giggled at that. But no one noticed that she was trembling to hold all that flood and how sharp and heavily she breathed, and the beads of perspiration on her forehead, her neck and obviously her deep 3" cleavage.

The girls were then asked to move on to the next room and wait for their names to be called. She was getting increasingly flustered. Soon she was called for the interview. And once she entered the cabin everything slowed down.

Ritz, it was Ritz. The man of her dreams looking straight into her eyes, with a suave confident smile on his face. He was dressed sharply as always and the way he sat in his chair sent a strong message to her - that HE was the BOSS there.

This time he let her have a seat. And just as she was about to sit, her bladder spasmed and a strong wave of desperation ran through her body. In top of that another button  of her shirt pooped out revealing more of her cleavage.

"Wow!" Exclaimed Ritz ogling at her sweaty cleavage and massive boobs. She was totally red faced and her desperation was reaching higher scales. The undersized pencil skirt and her tight camisole didn't help her at all.

Then Ritz began the interview and he kept her on her heels for the next hour, asking her to drink more and more water. The tasks got more and more difficult but Lexy didn't lose her composure. Just when Ritz declared that the interview had ended and she was selected Lexy gasped and her hands flew down to her crotch. She was fighting very hard not to lose the flood and yet maintain her composure in front of Ritz.

Ritz grinned at her. "You are really holding a lot, isn't it Lexy?"

She simply nodded at that.

"When did you go last?" Ritz demanded to know.

"Midnight."

Ritz looked at his watch. It was 6 in the evening.

"18 hours . you are improving, but its still not enough. . .How much did you drink?"

"May be 3, 3.5 litres Sir. . " Lexy answered with a strain in her voice. She tried to sit straight, crossed her legs and tried to put up a smile. She was shuddering with desperation and sweating due to the efforts she was applying solely through her lady muscles as she kegelled non stop.

"Way better than the last time. . . " Smiled Ritz and extended a handshake. "WELCOME ABOARD Ms. LEXY".

He sounded authoritative and sure. His handshake was firm and warm and Lexy felt a strong sexual energy flowing through her body. Her heart suddenly increased the pace of beats making her gasp for a breath , just when another button popped up. Fortunately he laughed it off.


Just when Lexy was about to leave Ritz asked her out for a date.

"Lexy, can I have the honour of taking you out for a movie date tonight . . Say at 8?"

"Of course you can. The pleasure is. . .all mine" She responded almost jumping with excitement and then to have the last button of her shirt pop out as her bladder screamed. Another sharp wave of desperation ran through her body.

But in the back of her mind, she was scared. She knew she was pushing her limits already. Waiting throughout the night would be next to impossible for her. And if she failed to hold her pee all the time and have an accident, her BIGGEST Secret would be exposed. .

She kept wondering as she drove off with one hand on the steering and another one shoved in her crotch to prevent the imminent disaster . .

To be continued. . .

The Couple Who Must Hold It - Determination

Lexy left taking baby steps and leaving a trail of pee behind her. She tried very hard to contain all the pent up pee inside her but her bladder was too small to hold so much. Every one laughed at her and when she came close to the door he eyes fell on the door of the ladies washroom and all of a sudden her desperation worsened exponentially. Her body trembled, and there was an acute pain in her lady muscles as her bladder violently contracted to force all her long held pee. She winced and inched forward towards the washroom.

After nearly 5 minutes she reached the door and tried to open it. But to her utter dismay it was locked ajar. On the other hand her muscles were getting loose and her bladder already started forcing out the gusher. Before she could react the inevitable happened. She gasped for breath when her floodgates finally opened. Her flow was thin and lasted only for 45 seconds but she felt as if it went on for eternities. Relief washed her face as the warmth of her pee spread through her tight skirt. And only after everything happened she saw that Ritz was standing behind her. He watched the entire incident. Both stood red faced. 

"I. . .I am really sorry. . I just couldn't hjold it any longer. I am really sorry Sir. . "

He didn't say anything. Instead he came to her and escorted her out to her car before any one else.

She didn't dare to make an eye contact with him and thus failed to notice that he too was fidgeting furiously and could not stand still. She feared he would lash at her but he did something that made her fall for him.

"Its fine . . . I have had accidents too. But this should be your last one . . . " She nodded to him, still without an eye contact. "And did I ever tell you, you have got very beautiful eyes Lexi." Her face lit up at once.

She then left for her home and all she could see in her mirror that he stood there fidgeting vigorously. She figured that he too was bursting but somehow he heroically held it. However her bladder had not calmed down. By the time she reached her home she was frantic again. And the moment she stepped inside her house she lost control and wet herself again.

She was frustrated at her weakness. It humiliated her in front of her new crush - Ritz, even cost her , her dream job and she wet her skirt, her car seat and now her carpet. She determined herself to train her bladder and thus began her days of trouble. The first thing she did was get the door of her toilet bocked out with a timer lock and set it for 24 hours. Which meant it would automatically unlock after 24 hours remain open for 3 minutes and again get locked leaving her a little chance to relieve herself. The next thing she did is scheduled her water intake. And she started putting on those old fashion girdles over her bodysuit which made it impossible to pee when not at home.

She started gymming, taking proper diet, meditating, and everything possible to improve her body but nothing seemed to help. Even on her bladder front , she became a laughing stock amongst her friends. Because she would deliberately drink gallons of water before and outing but she would not last. Then she would try to hold through out the night holding her bursting bladder but could not sleep a wink. She tried exercising but in vain. She even tried taking pills to block out her muscles but as soon as the effect faded in a few hours she wet herself then and there itself. 

Her friends gifted her a set of adult diapers to humiliate her further. And the she finally broke down. She went into depression and sat there on her bed crying all night, cursing her stars, cursing her weak bladder, cursing her under nourished body and still hoping that a miracle would happen.

Just when it was close to dawn, and she was in the state of half sleep and half consciousness The Bladder Fairy visited her. . .And then she changed.  . . .

To be continued. . .