The Couple Who Must Hold It - The Never Ending Marriage Ceremony - Part 2/3

The plane was going through turbulent airs when it started shaking. Her hands flew down to hold her crotch and from the corner of her eyes she saw the air hostess who was serving them.

A while ago she had told Lexy that she had been putting off her bathroom break for more than 30 hours and she could burst any moment. She appeared to be frozen and legs crossed tightly. And in a split second a small spurt escaped her from her pee hole into her tight little uniform skirt. Before it got worse she smiled and disappeared into the crew cabin. Every passenger in the aisle was shocked to see her in such a desperate state. Only if they knew that the airlines didn't allow the staff to use toilets while on duty. Ritz looked at the air hostess and then at Lexy who was sweating profusely now trying to prevent herself from bursting..

Lexy imagined herself in the situation. Her mind was clouded with the thoughts of what  would happen if she failed to hold , if she couldn't control herself, if Ritz found out about the truth, if the blessing had become a curse. All these thoughts made her more and more restless.

Ritz comforted her and asked if she would be able to hold it till the end of the flight or not.

"I don't know, I am absolutely bursting . . I have never held it this long. I am loving every second of it but my bladder. . .it is tired and overfilled" Lexy whispered.

"I understand I am going through the same. . But I would love it if you could somehow find strength and keep holding it. .. . FOREVER. .  "

There was a twinkle in her eyes as she listened to his words. As much as her bladder screamed for a release the more she wanted to be able to fulfil his wishes and be in control of the situation just like Ritz. All the drinks she had were being pumped at a furious rate into her bladder which kept stretching to accommodate. Albeit the only advantage of it was that her figure kept growing sexier and curvier just like she dreamt of.

"I will hold it then.. . Just be with me . ." Ritz smiled at her and offered her another glass of wine and offered her to take the seat next to the window. He didn't want her to even see the sign of the washroom and get anxious.

After a few painfully slow hours the flight landed soon. Lexy had been away from the toilets for nearly 4 days. The walk from the gate to the customs seemed to go on for ever and with every step she felt that her pee was nearing her pee hole.

Her red latex dress could barely contain her ever growing boobs. Ritz gave her his jacket and held her tight as they made their way to the customs. There were two separate lines for men and women. While Ritz joined the men's line Lexy joined the ones for the ladies. While he was absolutely composed Lexy was his polar opposite. She clutched the hem of her tiny dress in anticipation of the long queue. On several instances she would squat down on pretending to adjust her heels and find some strength to hold .

A few ladies in the line even proposed her to take to the nearest toilets. But they were shocked when she politely refused saying that she could hold it. Clearly that was a lie because at even she was unsure how much more could her bladder endure the agony. After a few hours when it was her turn she had to hold her breath to behave properly in front of the officers and seeing her body language they suspected that something was wrong.

She was nervous and her heart was beating rapidly. the officer pressed the scanned hard against her swollen bladder which made her groan and cross her legs. They got even more suspicious and took her to the interrogation room.She was not even allowed to have Ritz with her. 

"DO NOT MOVE!" A stern announcement from the cop who entered the room scared her white. In the split second when the door opened she could see the symbol of the ladies washroom just next to it. Her thoughts wandered to the feelings of how wonderful it would be to let go of the liters of pee she had been holding. No matter of crotch grabbing or leg crossing was helping her and no sitting position comforted her throbbing bladder

"We suspect that you had been carrying some illegal drugs inside your body." Began the officer "DAMMIT JUST SIT STRAIGHT!"

"No officer I am not." She was almost weeping

"Everyone says the same in the beginning but the kind of nervous body language you have it could very well be the opposite. Small packets of drugs which are generally sewn into the body does cause some discomfort and hence. . YOU WILL HAVE TO DRINK THIS"

A chill went down her spine seeing that tall glass of blue liquid. The officer explained that the liquid makes the drug bearer puke if there's drug inside his/her system. and if not the person has to pee several times in an hour and the liquid gets drained. It was just an extremely powerful diuretic known to make anyone pee in minutes.

She begged the officer to not force her but he didn't budge. 

"I have not allowed myself to relieve myself for very long officer and hence I am so fidgety. That's it. I don't want to wet myself here. Pleaaase. ."

"Though your swollen bladder looks like you are holding a lot of water but that's not our problem. JUST DRINK IT or we will get you arrested on the charges of carrying.

Lexy was hapless. Closing her eyes she prayed to the bladder fairy to give her strength to hold it as she chugged down the entire liter of blue diuretic liquid. She could feel every drop of the liquid hitting her bladder as her desperation scaled to new heights. Her boobs grew bigger and bigger with every gulp. The latex could not stretch anymore and snapped. Her sweaty boobs popped out suddenly. Fortunately she was under a jacket. That drink was so salty that she had to ask for another liter of water.

"GOOD ! Now we wait for an hour to see how your body reacts to the drugs you are hiding. . . And yes you WILL NOT MOVE an inch or else. . " The officer made her stand in a corner and and left the room. . .

TO BE CONTINUED . . .