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. . .