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 . . .