An Interview with Minx

Channel E24 recently had Minx on their set for a candid interview.

Interviewer (I) : Welcome to the show Minx. The audience certainly doesn't need an introduction to the official Bladder Queen of the earth - who shocked everyone with her near infinite capacity of her bladder both in terms of duration and volume... (After a short applause the interview begins)

I: To begin with Minx, may I first appreciate the way you manage to pull off the latex look with such a finesse. Shiny and sexy yet so classic. . . Why don't you tell the audience about your latex outfit today.

The camera turned to Minx, who was sweating profusely, shuddering and sitting very rigidly and legs crossed tightly with her fingers clawing into her knees. The latex shined just like her massive cleavage with rivers of sweat flowing between them. Every time she took a breath it was not without a noticeable hiss through her gritted teeth.

Minx smiled weakly, waving her hand at the camera and began with a very weak voice.

M: Today I have squeezed myself into a tiny latex thong, with a bodysuit over it. On top of it there's a tight latex bustier top , a hobble skirt, ballet boots and this Bioskin corset.

Everyone was shocked at her revelation.

I: Comfortable? (Her brows were arched)

M: Let me put it this way - Will you be comfortable wearing something which makes your pussy and butt itch and pinch all the time? Makes you sweat all day? Doesn't let your skin breathe? Doesn't let you breath freely?Can't wear it or take it off without some body else's help? Is not adjustable?

And worst of all - you can't even go to the toilet all day or longer. .

I: NO WAY!

M: Exactly. I am not comfortable in these.

I: Then why wear so many of them?

M: Because I like the way it looks on me and also because they prevent me from going to the toilet.

I: Intriguing. Why wouldn't you want to relieve yourself? How did it all begin?

Minx is seen to be shifting her ass uncomfortably . Little did anyone realize her heroic effort to keep the flood inside after a sudden and intense wave of desperation hit her. Every nerve in her body was yearning to expel the flood that she had been accumulating over the last few weeks.

M: I. . I . . I have always considered that relieving yourself just like that . .Be it at the slightest need or even when you THINK you're at your limits - a weakness. You have a bladder so you're supposed to hold your pee as long as you want.

I: That's a very unique and flabbergasting thought actually. But why do you think its a weakness? How did it all start?

M: You see ever since my childhood I had a deep connection with holding. SInce the very young age of 4 I had been practising holds. It all began when my Mom appointed a baby sitter for me. She would always scold me for asking to go to the toilet and it so happened that she would not take me to the toilet at all. So the only legitimate time when I could relieve myself was during the bath which was once in the moring after waking up and one after dinner . My Mom's a hygiene freak so she made me bath twice a day.

One day it so happened that she didn't wake me up in time and I got very late for the school. So I had to skip my morning pee and went straight to the school . As you could imagine a 4 year old would not have a very big bladder - I was ABSOLUTELY BURSTING by the time I reached the school. i had never used the school toilets before and was never encouraged to do so, so I tried to hold on. But by the last lecture I HAD IT. My bladder could take no more and my flood gates opened. I still remember that scene as every kid in the class looked at me with disgust and the teacher felt that I was not a human at all. I went for quite some time and the puddle I left could still put some big bladdered adults to shame. . .

I became a laughing stock in the class , the teacher reprimanded me and so did my baby sitter and my Mom. The flooiwng days at school I was bullied by other girls and often teased for being a wetter. It continued for a few weeks before I had enough of it and decided that I HAD ENOUGH. It also happened to be my 5th Birthday. And from that day onwards I made it a point to never go to the toilet. I would not take pees even when Mom would take me for a bath or my babysitter would try to take me to the toilet. I would drink more water before bed and before school and force myself to hold all day. When there was an absolute crisis and I would leak I would relieve myself but partially. 

And by the time I hit puberty I could easily wait round the clock with a decent intake of 2 liters a day and silence all the bitches in my class. I started taking pride in it and it started giving me a sexual tingle. The more I held, the longer I held the feeling got more and more intense. It was then I realized I AM GOING TO HOLD IT . . . ALWAYS. . "

I: WOWWWW! I am wonderstruck. Such a simple incident in your childhood transformed you into a bladder queen. . . .But tell us Minx. . It must really not be possible to hold on forever. What do you do when you MUST PEE! WHEN YOUR SUPER MEGA BLADDER gets past its GIGANTIC LIMIT.

M: I still try to fight. And unlike other girls in the world I just can't pee like that! I have made a pact under 3 endorsements and pledged my right to pee to them.Now I literally cannot pee without the permission from these 3 giant fetish megacorporations. 

I: What fetish megacorporation?

M: 1. The Anti-holders Pharmaceuticals which specialises in making pills which makes bladder superweak. It is for those who enjoy wetting but they use me as a volunteer to test their pills on. They are trying to develop a pill which could defeat even the strongest of bladders on the earth.

2. The Insta-Du . They make super strong diuretics. And they are trying to develop the ultimate diuretic which would get you frantic immediately. Of course they advise you to drink a lot of water before hand to avoid any complication. They have successfully developed a pill which gets me from 1 to 10 in just 60 seconds. The effect lasts for 3 hours - throughout which your kidneys rapidly pump gallons of pee in the bladder. You could start with an absolutely flat bladder and end up with a basket ball sized one in just a span of 3 hours. They want to see if the pills are powerful enough to make even me wet myself.

3. Bioskin Corsets - They specialize in making super strong corsets. The ones that get tighter and tighter every time you breathe. 

I: So what's your deal with them?

M: The first two cos specify a duration and intake for their tests on me. If they can't make me wet myself in that span I get 10000$ from both of them. If I wet myself I get nothing. 

For bioskin its wayyyy more extreme. As per their renewed contract I cannot go to the toilet at all before I tear apart my corset with the sheer expansion of my bladder. This happened when I publicly tweeted that I could easily break any corset of the world. Then they amended the contract saying that if I pee or leak a drop without tearing the corset first they would fine me with 1 Million Dollars. If I tear open the corset I get 50000$ for that.

Everyone looked at her with disbelief. It seemed impossible but one quick portable sonographic test it was revealed that she was holding pee in double digit figures.

I: So have you ever lost or wet yourself? 

M: NO WAY! I cannot afford to lose any of the contracts and even a drop of pee for that matter.

I: Have you ever asked for their permission to pee? 

M: I did once but they turned down my request. So ever since them I made it a point to keep beating them.

I: So how long has it been inside this corset and from your last relief?

M: I have lost the count truly but I am sure it has been weeks now and I have drank gallons of liquid! And this corset , I feel has been developed with some sort of alien technology - It just doesn't give any room for my bladder to expand. It keeps shrinking unlike the others which had a shrinking limit!

I: Do you think you're gonna wet this time?

M: NO WAY! You will never get to see that!

I: Lets seee. . .And tell us about your recent stint with Katyy Perry! She was seen sporting a huge bladder bulge in her last concert with you seen on stage with her.

M: Yes , I conduct bladder training classes for female celebs. I had been getting requests from almost all the leading ladies in the world to share my secret of holding so long. One common complain from these ladies is that they don't want to be seen entering a loo by their fans and even worse - the paparazzi. Also due to the kind of attention they get and the tiny and complicated outfits they wear it is often not  them to pee as and when they like. All these ladies wanted to be able to hold longer and longer. . 

So I started accepting their requests. I started with testing their bladders first but all of them had such disappointing results. They could barely last 20 hours before wetting themselves with just an intake of 3 liters. Then the rigorous training began and I made sure that they venture out in public with an almost exploding bladder , heavy liquid intake and padlocked outfits. I made them stay out till they were on the verge of leaking. Then I would allow them a partial relief and force them to stay in that condition for even longer time and doubled intake. There were times when they uncontrollably wet themselves both in public and even at my place but the end results paid off. Now all these ladies take pride in their swollen bladder drink without a care in the world and take just 2 pees a week,

And the image you saw with Katyy's huge bladder - She was holding nearly 100 hours of pee on stage and yet insisted on holding after the show was over. I could not get in touch with her of late so I didn't know how long she managed to hold it in. . "

The crowd full of young hot girls thunderously applauded her story.

I: One last thing before we bring this interesting interview to an end. WHAT MESSAGE WOULD LIKE TO GIVE TO ALL THE LADIES OUT THERE?

M: GIRLS! HOLD IT IN! Never give into your urge to pee no matter how bad it gets. you can hold wayyyyyyy longer than you think. Just keep trying and you will soon know the power it gives you. From the ability to work faster and more accurately, to preventing social awkwardness, from being strong to the tingling sexual tension down there - ITS ALL WORTH IT! So come with me and lets make this world - TOILET FREE. . . 

THE END. . . . 

Just for New Boobs. . Part-8 - The Finale!

After a bladder tearing toiletless flight the plane finally touched down. There was a collective soundless scream running across the cabin . The faces of the ladies lit up and scrunched up at the same time knowing that they finally would be able to pee . All that was remaining was the last walk till the nearest toilets at the airport.

Little did they know how wrong they were . The seat belt loosened up and soon the sign for seat belt went off. The ladies were already making a beeline at the door. Some of them were absolutely stiff and some of them esp the super models were bobbing up and down and shamelessly pee dancing. It was not very rare to find wet pacthes on the seats and the dresses. No one knew how excited Lexy was to see all these bursing bladders at one place trying to keep up their pride and fight with their bladders.

As soon as the door opened to the aisle the ladies rushed to get out. It was as if they were directly entering a toilet. And that created a disaster. Their bladders lost control and all the tired over worked flood gates opened one after the other. Nearly 300 ladies losing control and all their hot pent up pee for nearly a day was gushing out at full force. It was almost 500 litres of pee coning out all together for nearly 5 minutes as they peed and peed and peed.  None of them could hold it back except for a Lexy, Romi, Kareena and Stacy.  A massive flood erupted at the door of the building connecting the aisle to the aircraft.  

After the flood cleared, which had already made headlines - the 4 ladies who were still holding finally stepped out of the plane. With all the strength they had and unbreakable will power they walked out as if they were empty . As Lexy was departing , Stacy asked her with a whispering voice. . 

"When do you think you will be able to relieve? I bet you're bursting. . "

"I AM! But I cant think of it right now. Still have a few more flights before I can consider it. . You better keep holding and do send me your pics once you get those new boobs. ." She handed over her card to Stacy.

Soon Karreena, Romi and Lexy made their way out of the airport. By that time they all knew that Karreena wanted to make a movie based on Minx's life and that Romi and Lexy were all related and so on. The day was hot and despite their huge pee babies down there compressed severely under those tight layers of clothes they kept on chugging drinks.

Once outside the airport they met Minx who had come to receive them all. Dressed from neck to toe under multiple layers of tight latex she greeted them all. For a moment they were all stunned. Its not everyday that you see a girl who has embraced latex lifestyle and openly exhibits it in public. She seemed to be very stiff, bent forward and looked very uncomfortable and flustered. No wonder the heat was getting onto her nerves or so everyone thought.

As everyone settled into the car , moans and shrieks could be heard from all the ladies as they fastened their seat belts. Even Minx couldn't help it. Stacy was taken aback at that.

"Psst! What's wrong?" 

"Oh its nothing!" Minx answered while biting her lips as she wiggled inside her tight latex to start driving. The ladies didn't speak a word till they reached at Minx's place. 

"You seem awfully desperate" Minx commented to all the 3 ladies as they commenced discussions about Karreena wanting to make a movie on her life. And as they talked further she brazenly stated to Romi that Stacy wanted to get bigger boobs and was using crowd funding for the same. Romi was not aware of it . Neither she had any idea that her daughter had chosen holding her pee as a game to raise money for it and entire story behind the fetish life website under maintenance. On top of that Stacy had to produce evidence to her supporters to tell them that she had not peed once in the last 3 days or else she could end up losing all the money.

Romi's eyes lit up as she too had always been fascinated with the ideas of getting bigger boobs. When she checked the stats after the website became live again she was surprised to find that the money was flowing in every second as her videos were being uploaded by one after the another.

"But why didn't you tell me all this earlier Stacy?" Romi yelled at her despite her own dire situation.

"Because you would never let me hold my pee and forced me to pee. But now I know that you too are secretly holding it and may be for even days. . ."

"I. . ." Romi was contemplating what to say on that but her bladder sent sharp signals for her to empty it. She shoved her hand into her crotch.

"Honey. . I know . . I had been selfish. But I also know that the feeling of holding it for long . .ITS JUST SO ADDICTIVE. .INTENSE. . .AND EROTIC! You can't seem to get enough of it. Back when I and Karreena worked on various projects since the beginning of our carriers we used to play holding it . But after a few days the pressure becomes so intense that you can't focus on anything else but keeping your flood inside for the sake of your image. That way we lost a few projects and had to tone down our games and pretend that we never held it. But we actually never stopped." Romi confessed to Stacy shuddering all the time while Minx and Karreena intently listened.

"Mom! I never knew your story. . But now that you have told me I wanna ask you to please let me hold it and not force me to pee. I am busting, frantic and my bladder is aching badly. never have I been so uncomfortable in my life but I like it. I need to hold it just like you all do.  I want to be like Minx . I want to be forced to hold even when I don't feel like. I wan to hold it for days, LIKE YOU DID and still not be allowed the slightest of relief. ." Stacy wept.

Romi stepped closer to her and hugged her tight. .
"I love you Stacy. .  .Don't be sad. I knew I was selfish and kept you away from this wonderful fetish and the power it grants you. . ."

"Does that mean, I can continue to hold for my boob job?"

"Of course ! You will have to . .I give you my words. I WILL NEVER ALLOW YOU TO RELIEVE YOURSELF AGAIN. You're gonna make your Mother proud and hold it in like a lady. . .And guess what we all. . .WE ALL ARE GOING TO GET BOOB JOBS! The biggest of them all. The more you have in your bladder the bigger we all will go . ."

Stacy cried with joy and hugged her Mother back.. . 


EPILOGUE:
A few days later when the collective sum for all the 4 boob jobs were raised. .  The ladies took appointment at the doctors. He refused saying that they wouldn't operate on pregnant ladies. Stacy whispered with a strained voice. . 

"WE AIN'T PREGNANT! We just don't pee. . ."

The doctor had a huge grin on her face "Neither do I . . " She lifted her coat and her top to reveal a huge bladder bulge.

"Now I want to know how big you all wanna go. ."

"The BIGGEST  .. . " Stacy, Romi, Karreena and Minx replied.

"SO BE IT" The doctor winked at them. .

"Oh yes,  and do you want to empty before the surgery begins.?" The doctor asked before starting the surgery.

"NO WAY! We will control ourselves. . "

"Good! Keep holding it then. . Its gonna be a loooong surgery "

The end results were bigger boobs and even bigger bladders. . 



THE END. . . 

Just for New Boobs. . Part-7

Lexy went inside and brought a tall glass of juice spiked with her diuretic.She hobbled towards Romi and offered her the drink which kind of surprised her. But Lexy handled it very well

"Ma'am I saw you fidgeting and thought that you needed something to cool down. . ."

"Oh yeah definitely!" Romi replied not very confidently knowing that her fidgeting had become very pronounced that even the air hostess noticed her. She tried to limit her movement. While on her way back Lexy commented.

"Your Mom's got some nice hugggge boobs! And I wonder despite drinking so much she has got no bulge at all. Some super models in the next compartment are going frantic with just a golf ball sized bulge."

But one hour into the flight and Romi was hardly able to sit still. She was about to get up when Kareena noticed her and exclaimed to Lexy " HEY! I know your Mom! We worked together on several projects abroad. " Kareena hobbled to meet Romi. She gulped down her throat as she saw Kareena approaching her. She sank back into her seat as Kareena took an empty seat next to her and began chit chatting with her. It was not before long that Romi realized that an accident was inevitable when she got up and tried going towards the bathroom. Kareena held her hand and stopped her 

"Jeez! Calm down Romi! We all are bursting esp you. .But  your daughter back there thinks you cannot hold it . .Don't you want to prove her wrong?"

Romi was sweating profusely. On one hand her bladder screamed for relief. Lexy didn't remember her using the toilet at the airport but truth be told - Romi took that chance to tighten her shapewear and pop in a liter of water to fill herself faster. And unknowingly she even chugged a huge glass of juice with diuretics. No wonder she was BURSTING.

"I know but. .I have been putting it off for so long . I can't last much longer. ."

"I have been holding it since days!!! " Kareena exclaimed " Remember the good old days when the crew used to go crazy seeing us hold our waters inside when we were out shooting. . . At least try to wait till your daughter falls asleep" She then got back to her seat

Romi nervously nodded but inside she knew she wouldn't last even that long. After a few more hours when she just HAD it , Romi stood up and tried to make her way to the bathroom just when the seatbelt light came on. She cursed her stars. there was a collective sigh heard inside the cabin as all the girls and ladies who had been holding it realized that tyring to put it off for so long made their situation even worse. And on top of that the flight had an auto tightening seatbelt mechanism to ensure more safety and when it was engaged by the pilot. Almost every one was screaming under their breath. It nearly flattened everyone's bladder with tightness. The sharp jerks in the flight was not helping them either.

The rest of the flight was a roller coaster through heaven for all the ladies. With every second passing and every millimeter being pumped into their constricted bladder they were all getting closer to wet themselves. When Lexy spotted one of the super models next to her trying to undo the belt frantically, she announced.

"IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT - All the passengers are advised to stay seated and not make a move to use the toilets. Keeping in view your safety they have all been locked till the flight lands. Requesting all the ladies to keep their composure under check as soiling the seat can bring upon heavy penalties post flight. .Regrets caused due to the inconvenience. . "

It was as if someone said Voldemort louldy in Hogwarts. There was pin drop silence throughout the cabin as the ladies who could flood the entire cabin esp Romi tried to pacify her angry bladder. The next 6 hours of the flight was surely going to be torturous as hell. . . 

TO BE CONTINUED. . .

Just for New Boobs. . Part-6

After all the shocking revelations by Lexy and Karreena, and the high dosage of diuretics Stacy knew she was in for a long flight. The flight would take typically 12 hours to reach but then there was an announcement that the weather was getting turbulent and a detour was to be made.

Karreena and Stacy's eyes almost popped out with horror to hear that news. None of the girls were sure to be able to hold those extra hours. It was as if they were continuously chasing time and trying to fool themselves thinking that they would be able to pee just the next time.

While on the other hand, Lexy was playing games with everyone on board. She mixed diuretics in every liquid that she had served on board. The flight being full of ladies it was going to be the most exciting flight for her. And it was not long before the weaklings made a beeline before the only toilet available. Everytime they would hear a door open and shut their bladders would shoot sharp pangs to release all the pent up pee they were trying to contain. 

But what came as a rude shock to Stacy was that she found her mother squirming in her seat too, bouncing uncontrollably. Her tight dress didn't help her at all. Even at her age she looked very pretty hot and sexy. Not to mention about her rather curvaceous body to die for. Being a model of her times certainly had an advantage. What intrigued Stacy was - she didn't make any move to go to the bathroom to relieve herself which was her mantra otherwise at home or other times. In fact it had been quite a few hours since she had been downing on  liquids and squirming. It became more and more pronounced by the minute.

Stacy was confused . However in the back of her mind she was trying to put the link together about her mother's activities. Her mother was a model, a rather hot one! She often put on tight clothes and spent most of her day away from home. Her bills often contained shapewears but she never saw any around in the wardrobe suggesting that she put them on round the clock to hide the inevitable bladder bulges. Even that day she never heard her mother gush in the toilet at the airport. As a matter of fact she didn't even go to the bathroom the entire time she got back from the party which was well over a day then. And she kept drinking water like no tomorrow.

As time progressed Stacy realized that her mother too was secretly suppressing her boiling pee inside her bladder. She was trying to hide her needs and appear normal while dictating her to pee. Stacy never got off well with her mother and their egos would often clash and may be she derived egoistic satisfaction of being able to make Stacy go to the bathroom forcibly while continuing to hold herself.

But  now she knew her secret. Secret about lady Romi, her mother - who too liked to hold her pee. The game was all set.

She called Lexy.

"She is my mother. Keep filling her with your special liquid. . ." 

Lexy winked at her and then went to her mother with a cup of iced tea, . .

To be continued. . .

Just for New Boobs. . Part-5

As the thought of uncontrollable wetting clouded Stacy's mind she heard a lady moaning and hissing under her breath. The sound of her clicking heels and hustling of her clothes made Stacy wonder what was going on.

She turned around and found that it was Bollywood Star Karreena fighting vigorously to keep herself dry. Obvious to any one as it may be, the star had not been to the ladies room for quite sometime and the kind of dress she chose for the long flight certainly wasn't going to make things easier for her. 

A tight rubber dress isn't supposed to be worn on a long flight - esp when it doesn't stretch one bit and is already a few sizes smaller. Though Karreena's image consultant believed otherwise. The bulge in her belly spoke volumes about her struggle. Both Lexy and Stacy had to help her to sit in the chair. She was not even able to move her legs one bit or else the inevitable would happen.

"That's a bit too tight down there, isn't it Ma'am? " Lexy observed. "May be you should change into something more. . umm. . stretchable ?"

"Its okay. I will be fine. . I am not supposed to have such needs.  I just needed to be seated away from the bathroom door. Even the symbol was making me go frantic." Karreena managed to whisper.

"How long have you been holding it ?" Stacy asked.

"Daaaayyys!" she cried clenching as tight as she could her skirt. Her high heels , the limited leg space and of course her tight unforgiving skirt didn't help her to either cross her legs or even reach her pussy down there.

"I have been putting it off for days " Karreena shifted her bums .Stacy was in awe of her capacity.

"But you never appear desperate when you are on the TV?" 

"Have to suppress it. . always. Takes a lot of effort under these kind of clothes. Can't show weakness. Ladies aren't supposed to pee just like that. "

"When do you think you can go again?"

"I don't know . .its not scheduled in my contract." 

"Contract! WHAT CONTRACT!" 

"Oh you see I will be working on a new movie based on a girl who held her pee for an entire fortnight and set a world record! I am going to meet her . . And my contract explicitly mentions that I will not be allowed to have any relief whatsoever till the time is right. . ." Karreena bit her lips at the thought of it.

"But why didn't you go earlier?"

"Because I must not . The media knows I am good at keeping my waters inside and never pee. So it has to be that way. I cannot be seen using the toilet. Even at home I do not go to the toilet . I just HAVE TO HOLD IT . CONTROL IT. NOT LET IT OUT."

Stacy could not believe her ears. That Karreena was going to meet Minx and was willing to enter a contract of holding her pee for infinity for her professionalism. Stacy sure had a lot to live upto but whether she would be. . 

TO BE CONTINUED. . 

Just for New Boobs. . Part-4

Within a blink of an eye Stacy started to pull her thong and panties back . She decided against peeing. Had it not been for Minx she would have flooded the inviting porcelain bowl. She moaned loudly as she buttoned them up. Her bladder reacted furiously.

" You alright honey?" She heard her mother from the other side. " I didn't hear you pee yet. . "

"Oh y. .yes .. Mom I . . "

Her heart was pounding. It was such a critical situation. To pee or not to pee. Just then to her rescue another girl came in and pissed a gusher. So loud that Stacy lost a few spurts herself. Her torrent was so intense that Stacy wondered if the girl was holding more than her. Meanwhile Stacy took out her waist clincher and was about to put it on but the girl stopped all of a sudden and left he cubicle in a huff.

Stacy got another set back. The clincher was not an option now and she had to tighten her jeans even more to hide her bladder bulge. She did so with humongous efforts and nearly collapsed at it. Slowly she emerged out of the cubicle still shaking and flustered.

Her mother glared at her from head to toe.

"I. .I really h-had to go bad. . " She squeaked.

"I could hear that. .you better not be playing those games again honey. . or else. . " 

A chill went down her spine as her Mother's stern words fell into her ears. She managed to keep her belly pulled in but with the kind of pressure she had , it was getting more and more difficult by the minute.

Soon they were aboard the airplane. And Stacy was having quite a bit of struggle to put on her seat belts. Yes, she was that BIG then. Fortunately her mother was seated away from her so she could let her bladder expand to be able to cope with the long flight. Just when she caught a sight which she could not take her eyes off from. There was an airhostess standing right next to her smiling. Her boobs seemed threatening to rip her shirt into shreds and they were HUGE! She was fidgeting continuosuly but had a bright smile on her face.

She bent over and helped Stacy fasten her seat belt.

"Oh dear! You must be bursting to use the bathroom." The airhostess commented.

Stacy read her name on the bathc that hung from her shirt. It read Lexy.

"I..I will be fine. Girls gotta hold it you know. . "

"Who would know it better than me?" winked Lexy.

"Lexy are you pregnant. .I didn't know even preggers were allowed to serve." Stacy tried her luck out of curiosity.

"Oh NOOO! Honey, I am not pregnant. The crew is not allowed to use the restrooms on duty and for me, I had no chance to use one for the last couple of days."

Stacy's jaws fell to the ground when she learnt that it was Lexy's bladder that had gotten so big. Her eyes were fixated on her bladder bulge as she saw her serve the passengers without a flinch on her face. It was incredible to see how gracefully she suppressed the flood inside her.

Lexy caught the twinkle in her eyes and approached her . . 

"Someone looks intrigued by my little bulge. . "

"I too want to be able to hold my pee in . . Just like you. for the next few days. .  ." Stacy narrated her the entire story of how she wanted to get bigger boobs and was raising money through online funding with her little holding game.

Lexy listened to her very keenly and soon she brought her a tall glass of clear liquid. Stacy looked horrified when she was asked to drink it. Lexy insisted that it was her secret of holding it for days. When she was done she looked at Lexy with questioning eyes.

"the only way to hold longer . . is to be more desperate by the minute. And I am sure the diuretic that you just consumed would help you get frantic. Cause if you've not shoved your hands down there clutching your pussy tight, you are not desperate enough.  ."

"I WILL FLOOD THE PLANE!" Stacy yelled in a whisper.

"No . You will supress it . . like a lady. , " Lexy said seductively and went inside. . leaving the poor girl at the mercy of her muscles. .

TO BE CONTINUED. . 

Just for New Boobs. . Part-3

The next morning Stacy woke up with a huge wave of desperation hitting her bladder. Her hands flew down to her crotch. She made intense efforts to hold the pent up pee inside her. But little did she realize that she was not in her room but in the drawing room. She slept on the couch, rustling and moaning all night in her sleep trying not to pee herself. She had been dreaming about peeing continuously and still be desperate. Fortunately she did not leak in reality.  Everyone was aware about her predicament.

She smiled sheepishly and reluctantly took her hands away from her crotch risking an accident. It was right at the edge of the pee hole. she almost froze at her place and stayed absolutely still to regain some control.

"Guess I drank too much water before bed. . " She squeaked. Her mother glared at her. Before she could say a word Stacy rushed to the bathroom. The waist clincher had to be taken off by her the pressure was so intense. She just wanted to pee anyhow somehow and not embarrass herself in front of her family.

Just then she heard a loud bang on the door and heard her mother yell at her.

"Why don't you just empty yourself and dress quickly. We have a flight to catch remember?"

Stacy had totally forgotten that they were visiting Aunt Sally for the weekend along with her cousins. She hurriedly took a bath and changed into her tiny low rise Freddy Wrup pants. It being low rise, she expected them to give more room for her bladder but unfortunately the tight waist band sat right on her bladder after being buttoned up. Keeping the pants unbuttoned was an option but if her mother caught her like that all hell would break loose. She had to pull her belly in and hold her breath to button them up. Her bladder was very unhappy with that and started throwing strong waves to her pee hole. there was a lot of pee that was pumped to her bladder over night and it needed more room to expand. Getting the clincher off gave it some room but before it could settle she again had to subject it to tightness. 

She then quickly packed her bags along with a few small waist clinchers just in case her bladder starts to swell even bigger. After a quick breakfast and a tall glass of mango juice they left for the airport. 

While every one was getting into the car her mother pulled her back

"If I find taht you are again at your holding game. I swear I am gonna make you piss yourself in front of all the passengers in the flight." Stacy could not believe her ears what she just heard, She was terrified. And with all the extra mango juice in the breakfast her desperation was increasing rapidly. She could literally feel every bump and pot hole on the road and with her little cousins playing with her and jumping on her bladder, her eyes were watering.

Her family members kept chatting all the way to the airport while she kept her answers to a mere yes or no. The overfilled bladder of hers needed her absolute attention. Her mother kept an eye at her from the corner of her eyes and tried to gauge the gravity of her desperation. Stacy thus could not sit on her heels or cross her legs or wiggle her bum. And all this with her little cousins continuously kicking her bladder accidentally.

After an hour long torturous trip they reached the airport. Her mother handed her the heaviest bag of the lot to carry. Stacy was nearly at the end of her tether but she somehow resolved to hold it. As they entered the airport her Mother and her aunts went to the toilets leaving Stacy outside. She pretended to busy herself in her phone but her bladder screamed to follow them into the toilet. As soon as they disappeared into the toilet she shoved her hands into the crotch and squat down on the floor trying to pacify her angry overfilled bladder. She just had minutes to regain composure.

Stacy found the door of the toilet opening to her horror and she stood up at one go. That was too much for her muscles to take and her muscles shot a spurt of pee into her pants. Fortunately they were made up of leather and didn't show anything on the outside. But that little relief wreaked havoc on her bladder and her muscles. As now her muscles had broken the seal for the first time in days and the feeling of relief was too much of a temptation to resist.

As they moved in through the immigration check point she was shuddering and sweating profusely. The line moved very slowly and she could see the signs of the ladies room just behind the counter. Every step of hers was small and carefully measured. She was squirming frantically now as she got closer and closer to the door of the restroom.

"Everything all right Ma'am?" The officer at the window asked her.

"Y.. Yes. .I just need to use the restroom. . " Red faced as she admitted her dire need. But she had already decided on giving up the hold. The officer was taken aback but didn't say anything further and cleared her documents.

She called on to her Mother and handed over the bags and started to walk towards the restroom as fast as she could. Her bladder was now violently contracting and pulsing as it sensed that Stacy was now near a restroom. Her brains bombarded her muscles to release and let the flood out. She was in the last leg of her mammoth hold and she just found an empty cubicle. A smile lit her face from ear to ear and tears filled her eyes - it was a mixed feeling. She closed the door behind her and tried to unbutton her pants. But they just wouldn't come off also her zipper got stuck. And in the struggles she lost a few more spurts. And why not she had been holding for more than 100 hours now and with all the massive liquid intake it was obvious that her body would try to force it out lest she fought harder.

Just when the button finally came off and she was about to sit on the bowl, her phone buzzed. It was a text from Minx - Aunt Sally's daughter.

"Hi Stacy!

Learnt from a mailer that you are onto a crowd funding thingy for bigger boobs! So proud of you Sis! Please do NOT giveup after coming this long. It would be a shame if you cant tame your bladder even after being my sister.

Can't wait to see you bursting. May be we can hold it together and hit another world record of holding and bigger boobs . .

P.S:Its been 5 days since I have been putting off my bathroom breaks and its getting really bad down there "

This text was alone a reminder to Stacy as to how her cousin sister Minx fought of her needs to hold for an entire fortnight without a single drop of relief. She felt ashamed of herself but her condition was critical. She was on the toilet bowl and shooting spurts every now and then. The relief was right beneath her and her muscles were failing to keep all the pent up pee inside any more. And within a blink of her eye she started to p. . . ."

To be continued. . .

For those of you who don't know who Minx is please check out the link:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/0BxJ51RL_1XPYYlZrMlZLb3B0VzQ/view?usp=sharing

Just for New Boobs. . Part-2

After the revelation made by the reporter she felt as if her desperation rose to a new scale. She longingly looked at the door of the bathroom as the fullness of her bladder had started to become uncomfortable.

The party was almost over now and after a few more drinks the reported dropped her home. With so many drinks inside her bladder sloshing and pounding her insides the bulge in her abdomen had stretched the latex taut. She bid her good bye and hobbled towards the door. Her Mom was angry seeing her that she was again up with holding her pee.

"Why don't you just go to the toilet when you need it so bad?"

"I. . I. . am fine Mom. . "

"NO! YOU GO STRAIGHT TO THE BATHROOM NOW!"

She did plan to relieve herself normally for the next two days and then on the third day she could drink extra water and with a few diuretic pills she could be frantic enough to show to her donors that she didn't pee all the 3 days. She stripped off her tight sweaty latex suit and underwear and just sat on the bowl when her mobile buzzed. It was a mail from the admin

"Miss Stacy. Since our site is down with maintenance in the middle of your crowd funding operation of holding pee for an hour for every 10$, we urge you to keep holding for the next three days with a video evidence and minimum intake of half a gallon per day. This is to make sure that the donors do not think that you took a pee in between the 3 days. 

Please note that even in a single user raises a suspicion flag al the amount that has been collected yet will be refunded to their respective donors."

A chill went down her spine after she read that mail. Her bladder screamed for relief , her mother would get hell bent on forcing her to go to the bathroom at proper intervals. On the other hand she didn't want to miss the chance of upgrading to even bigger boobs. She was this close to relief but now she had to suppress all her bodily needs and appear calm. On top of that she had another challenge to solve. How was she going to flatten her bladder bulge without having to pee. She was squirming and pee dancing frantically since the bowl in front was already wreaking havoc on her bladder. She had too many things to focus on. 

With a hand shoved in her crotch and another at the wall seeking support her eyes fell on the laundry bag. It had one of her sports waist clincher. It was like a godsend for her. Since the option of cheating and peeing was ruled out and losing the significant amount of money she had accumulated just for the sake of peeing was not desirable. With great efforts she put on the waist clincher to the tightest notch possible to arrest further expansion of her bladder.

She was filming all of these in her tiny mobile cam and whispered into that.

"This is for you guys. Not a drop of relief. . Boobs over relief. . "

She then came out of the bathroom and soon changed into her loose onesie to conceal her waist clincher. But then one more problem arose. That was to behave normally as if she was empty and even play with her little cousins who were around for the entire week. With gallons of beer still being pumped inside her bladder, the clincher squishing her ever expanding bladder and with 3 more days of uncertainty she was in huge trouble. . .

Would she be able to make it?

Just for New Boobs. . Part-1

Her hands trembled as she lifted the spoon. Beads of perspiration formed on her forehead as she ate the spicy food. She didn't want to drink any more water but her tongue was on fire. She tried to appear as calm as she could sitting with an upright back, legs uncrossed and a constant smile on her face.

She chugged down a big glass of water to cool her burning tongue but then again something else happened. Her bladder screamed as the extra water hit it. She breathed sharply and grit her teeth to maintain her demeanour in front of her parents. She had taken a fake pee right before dinner so that her parents didn't get suspicious of her. And that also added to the pressure that she could absolutely not show any signs of desperation or even rush to the bathroom right after the dinner.

After ages the dinner finally came to an end and after a small talk she went to her bedroom upstairs which did not have any attached bathrooms to  it. She stripped down her clothes only to be in her tight little one piece latex underwear and thong which was a bit wet with sweat and of course small spurts of pee.

She logged into her fettlife account and lo! there were so many donations! She was a very popular fetish model though in her earlier days of modelling. Wanting to get even bigger boobs costing 4000$ in total she had an excellent idea. She had already saved 2000$ but for the rest she decided  to hold her pee for money! An hour more for each 10$ raised. 

It had been 36 hours already and only 500$ had been raised till then. Which meant she still had a loong way to go. Plus on top of that she also promised that if she raised all her 2000$ from the fundraiser she will go under the knife without using the bathroom and hold it till after the surgery.

The night was eerily silent, she was sweating profusely in her bed despite the AC at full blow. Her hand was shoved deep inside her crotch and squirming to keep all her load contained. She could heart he ticking of her clock, the noise of the AC, the unsettling silence and all of course the intense sensation in her bladder.

She had played this game earlier but at that time she had easily raised the money in just 3 days but this time the stakes were much MUCH HIGHER. And all of this dilemma was being streamed by her so that all her fans know that she is not cheating!

That night she somehow fell asleep and upon waking she found that there was an invitation from the Fettlife community. They even sent a cab for her and after a small breakfast she left for the party albeit with an even fuller and even sexier dress which of course wasn't able to hide the bulge of her bladder.

By the time she reached the party she was at 50 hours of hold which meant she had successfully held it for the 500$. She was now praying to her stars to give her strength for the next few days.

Just when she was contemplating on what was about to happen an interviewer approached her and began asking about her hold. But there was a catch after every question she had to chug a pint of local highly diuretic beer. And of course with every beer she would be donated with 20$. And then the interview began. After a good 15 questions she was red faced , and absolutely still, legs crossed in a preztel and shuddering. Everyone else around her was cheering for her and asking her to hang on! She looked at her phone and noted that she had raised 1000$.

50 more hours of hold with an already bursting bladder and now these 15 pints of diuretic beer. Just when the last question was asked. "Tell your fans how you manage your day to day life"

"Being a social holder is pretty difficult but very exciting" She began. "But going through the daily tasks are so damn difficult. y-you have to b-b-behave normally and and. . .wi-without letting anyone about how you are busrting for a pee. .T-then those tight dressed you have to put just to look sexy but they keep  . .squishing your bladder. And even at home. . Under those tight impractical latex lingerie I have to take fake pees to satisfy my familly members to avoid s-sus-suspicion . and then behave calm and c-composed.  silently suffer all night and go on about the next day without any hope of relief. "

"Going out with friends..  attending lectures . . doing dishes, . .gymming . .everything bec-becomes a challenge while holding such a full bladder. I have never ever peed more than once a day since puberty and that pays off I guess. . "

The interviewer then asked her if she was sure that she could last long enough to make it till the surgery! She looked at her mobile and all the amount she still needed to collect. All she could do was a very feeble nod. The insides of her muscles were too tired and kidneys pumped pee into her bladder at a furious rate. She wanted to scream "NOOOOOOO I HAVE TO PEE! but instead she squeaked "Y-Yes. . .I.. .I can . . I must!"

That's a long way to go then babe. . . said the interviewer and the drinking followed.
He whispered into her ears " I forgot to tell you the website is going to be down for routine maintenance for the weekend before you can begin your donations again. . "

Her eyes popped out of shock but now there was no turning back, The entire world has seen her accept the challenge. Could she really make it?

TO BE CONTINUED . . .

Heather Must Hold On. . .

Heather. . trembled and sweat profusely as she put on her latex thong. It was s few sizes too small and dug right into her skin. She then put on her one piece rubber leotard. it could barely contain her body and esp her bladder. It was huge. She was whimpering when Wonder woman yelled at her to be quick. Next came the heavy rubber suit with inbuilt heels of 8". Heather almost fell down while trying on stand on them. 

Wonder woman was losing her cool. Heather pleaded yo her that she had been putting off all her toilet breaks during the training. And that she must pee before being put inside the tight uniform. Wonder woman looked at her sternly and forced her to put the suit on. As if that was not enough next came a corset. A steel ribbed 18". Wonder woman (W.w) showed no mercy yo her and pulled it to maximum tightness. Heather was dying a thousand deaths silently praying to her stars to somehow give her strength to hold on. Her desperation rose to new scales when she was ready in her vacuum sealed rubber suit.

"Why does it have to be so tight and no zippers? "asked Heather with a strained voice and pee dancing.

W.w made her stand with her legs apart and firmly said. 

" Agent Heather. You are now a part of the Justice League. . and remember under my squad discipline is of utmost importance. You held it during you training . . so I suppose u have a good control over your unladylike needs. So it's settled that you won't be allowed to pee unless I allow you to"

Heather's eyes popped out in horror as her instructions fell into her ears 
"If you pee without my permission or try to remove the suit you will be removed from the JL. Your suit has a special camouflage which will make it transparent once you put on your normal clothes over it"

Saying this W.w asked her to follow her to the teleportation chamber. Heather was shocked to see that the seat on which W.w was seating had small wet spots and that there was a small trail of drops as W.w awkwardly walked ahead. W.w was beyond bursting and it was not surprising since her uniform was not designed to allow her to have any relief. 

Soon Heather was teleported her back to earth. Heather was now a Justice League agent who coiuld not tell anyone about it and could not even take a pee when needed. She was struggling to walk towards her home and just when she thought she could relax after reaching home the comms buzzed up!

It was W,w and to Heather's surprise she was weeping. Upon further discussion she came to know that the city had been hit by a villain called Pisser. She was making all the women in the city go incontinent and wet themselves. A chill went down her spine as she heard the terrible news. W.w gave her the charge to take down Pisser.

Heather could barely breath without leaking and now she was in charge to defeat the city from a villain who was making every other woman pee. Pisser cast her spell on Heather too but she stayed brave and clenched her muscles with all her will and power. She sustained all the blows and kicks on her bladder but she let not a drop escape. And after days of fighting and impossibly urgent need to pee Heather somehow defeated Pisser.

The police soon arrived albeit with wet pants and arrested Pisser. But as she was being dragged into the jail Pisser cursed Heather - That if she ever peed or even leaked again all the ladies in the city would become permanently incontinent. Heather could not believe her ears but kept trying to contain her ever growing load of boiling pee inside her tired and overworked bladder just for the sake of the women in the city. The government banished her from using the toilets, sealed all the toilets in her vicinity and kept her under monitoring 24*7 to make sure she drank the prescribed amount of liquid daily. Wonder woman tightened her corset even more to hide her bulge and sternly warned her never to piss again.

So now Heather is here fighting a losing battle against her bladder and every perverted male in the city trying to make her pee by buying her free drinks as a token of love. It's just been 15 days now Heather wonders how she would control her needs all her life drinking such a huge quantity of liquid everyday. . .


THE END. . .