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. . .
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