My Superwife - An Unusual Request!

"I need you to FUCK me tonight" Aletta exclaimed. I turned my eyes towards her. And there she was sitting in the seat, sweating rivulets. Her bladder was taut and screaming for a relief. Her body language was tensed - Fingers clawed on her knees, stiff posture, toes curled and legs kept close together tightly. Her dress would neither stretch nor accommodate her expanding bladder. And above all - she was blushing furiously after having confessed her carnal desires to me.

"Reallllly?" I ask arching my brows just to tease her.

"Uh hmm" She responded very slowly while biting her lips. At that point I was really not sure if that was due to the state of her bladder or the sexual tension in the cabin.

"Do you have to...  you know... use the bathroom or something?"

" Ohno no!" Aletta responded without conviction. So I turned my car towards my place. But I could see she was nervous. After going certain distance she begged me to stop.  Upon asking she said that she had forgotten something back at her home and insisted me to turn towards her home.

"You can use the bathroom at my place if its really so bad..." I offered. 

"Rex..I.. I am f-fine. <unnnggghhh>" Her groans under the breath were telling me otherwise. Clearly see she was bursting at her seams but she just wouldn't accept. Her shyness was making me go crazy for her. I sped towards her place and in no time we were there. But then her bladder posed another challenge to her - how to get out of the car without flooding. I waited for her to step out as I opened the door for her. She sat there looking at me as if she was pleading to pick her up and take to the door.

"You okay?" I asked her while praying to my stars that I don't burst in front of her. She nodded and took a deep breath - probably held it and stepped out. It was a herculean task for her. 

"Pl-please wait here. I will be Q-quick" She was panting. She was braving the last moments of control - where the bladder would get hyper tensed sensing that the much relief was so near. God knows how she managed to walk without grabbing her crotch. The way she walked though was really uncomfortable. She would stop after every 2-3 steps bend forward and grab her thighs real tight. Her dress made it impossible to even squat down or cross her legs. It was so fricking tight. Her bulge would have been 2inches huge at least but there was no bulge to be seen. 

At times she would turn around to see if I was looking at her predicament. Little did she know  I was struggling with my own bursting bladder here and that raging hard on was not really helping me. I pretended to be busy in my phone but I couldn't help but ogle at her wiggling body through the corner of my eyes. 

After nearly half an hour of struggle she finally reached the door. And her panic reached new levels. She banged the door like no tomorrow and her body was no longer still. It was a dire emergency for her and being just a few feet away from the bathroom triggered her bladder violently. Her hands finally shoved down her crotch and she bent forward. She was holding with all her strength channeled towards her pussy. 

"OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR Sophie ! " She cried out. And a few moments later a girl emerged out of the door - I assumed it was Sophie . Aletta tried to barge in but she wouldn't let her go. 

"What's all the fuss about!" Sophie yelled at her. 

"Sis! Please I have t-to pee reeeeeeally bad." 

"Is that Rex?" Sophie totally ignored her cries. "You brought him here... Is he here to drop you or.." 

"I got a d-date Sophie. I want to get l-laid tonight <unghh>. Now please let me in. I.. I can't control it..." 

"You got a date Alee... You're not supposed to keep him waiting?!!" Sophie waived at me and asked me to join in. I saw Aletta grabbing Sophie's hand. 

"Nooooo! Don't call him here. Try to <unghh> understand. I don't... Don't want him t-to see me like this" 

"Alee it's been just 7 hours since your last pee. For fucks sake, get up and hold it." 

"I have had 6... 6 pints of diura. He has had 9 or even more plus another stronger diuretic. I beg... We are both short on time." Aletta was sobbing. 

"First of all. If you know you can't cope with diura then you shouldn't have taken it in the first place. And you say your man is out there probably fighting an inhuman pressure holding a lake behind his footlong and here you are being a cry baby.." Sophie called out to me. 

I obliged and walked towards the door. Every step was like a hammer on my Bladder. Class 10 diuretic was really too much for me. My dick was throbbing incessantly and every jolt of step sent ripples through my Bladder. I couldn't even grab myself in front of the ladies. My rubber briefs cut right over the apex of my Bladder, which needed some room to expand so badly. But nothing could be done except smiling and fighting those waves of desperation fiercely trying to gush out. 

Aletta stood up at once seeing me coming. She could not stand straight though and had to constantly wiggle - shifting her weight from one foot to another.

"I saw you squat down. You okay Aletta?" 

The efforts to hold and embarrassment was clear on her red face. She was so focused on holding her pent up pee that she couldn't even say anything. A nod was all I got. 

"Oh don't worry about her, she is just fine. Just needs to use the ladies room for a bit..." 

"I guessed so...It's fine if she wants to go.."  

"Don't be silly Rex. She hadn't come this long just for a pee. She needed to get those heels changed." Aletta was startled when she found Sophie brought her even taller heels - 7" ballets. She pleaded to have mercy on her but by then it was too late. Sophie made her sit and forcibly made her change into the ballets which made holding it even more tough. Aletta was in tremendous danger. She looked like a school girl in detention with no bathroom breaks in sight. I looked at her with astonishment and all she could do was take her hands away from her crotch faster than a bullet and smile back at me.

I was in love with this girl. She was fighting so hard, She was so close to a relief yet she was not allowed by her own sister. What a pity and yet how exciting!

"If you're done with the heels, shall we start?" I gave her my hand. Aletta gladly took it and tried to stand. The look of grimace on her face and the vein exploding efforts she was putting in to hold it was mind boggling! I took her to the car and she slowly got in with as little movement as possible. All I could hear was her groans and hisses through her gritted teeth.

Before I could close the door Sophie barged in and pushed me away. Said she wanted to have some gilr talk with Aletta. I obliged.

"Listen to me carefully ..and MOVE THAT HAND AWAY FROM YOUR PUSSY!" Sophie warned Aletta. "You wet yourself in front of him this morning and that should be your last wetting in front of anybody! I am giving him a pack of 24 condoms , unless those get over you won't pee a drop! It's just been 6 hours so far since you lost your load in the evening and made us loose ours as well..."

"But I have had so many beers.."

"Like HELL! He has had a diuretic you said...You gotta suffer now" I heard a thud of the car door and Sophie turned to me.

"Rex..Ummm. You know she REEEEALLY has to pee you know. My sister's not very good at holding it or hiding it. I suppose you know it already.."

"Of course I do..."

"Yeah and she told me you're on a very strong diuretic as well."

"Mm..hmm"

"I need you to do me a favor.." She handed me a pack of condoms - 24 pieces. "This is awkward I know but I really need you to give her an ecstasy filled night of love and lust. I need to you to make out with her all day long or even longer. But don't let her pee or give into her demands or bring her home till you finish all of these. . ."

"I have brought many girls into this pee holding and desperation fetish in my past. Have turned them from women who would pee at their slightest urge to those who would deliberately drink more and put off peeing...But honestly I have never seen anyone make such a request to me.."

"I can understand. . . " Sophie was blushing. "But Aletta has always been pampered a lot and she needs to realize the true purpose of her pussy and of course - the unimaginable pleasures of full bladder sex. Can you do this for her? Can you show her that pussy is meant just for sex while the bladder is supposed to hold it in...forever?" Her eyes were twinkling with excitement.

"I CAN AND I WILL " I assured her and left for home with the lady of my dreams with a bladder close to ripping apart. . .

Can she last. . Will she last. . .?

To be Continued. . .

My Superwife - Filling the Buckets !

"A toilet-less city!" We all exclaimed.

"S-sounds so exciting!" Audrey added. " We would finally be able to get rid of all weak bladdered girls in the society like . . . you know!" She pointed towards Aletta, Giz and heck - even Nicolette!

"Yeah! You wanna see - who can hold for ages?" Giz snapped back at her.

"I am tired of this shit she keeps spitting" Aletta complained to me. An angry Nicolette came to Aletta and and whispered something in her ears. Aletta kept nodding excitedly and almost drooled over. Audrey and Giz kept quarelling and bragging about their bladders as Ava watched on.

"Ma'am! What I was thinking is - Class 10 would be too easy for these two,  trust me. Their bladders don't break so easily. I have seen them with more than this in their humongous bladders..." Aletta began. 

"Don't play riddles with me. I know exactly how much they can hold. " Ava replied without a care, shipping down her 3rd Diura beer. 

"What I meant is, I am in love with your idea of a toilet-less city. But surely it must have something more to it than just making some girls do a hold-it-in contest to last for JUST 3 HOURS?"

"What's wrong with it?" Ava was puzzled. "If they are really as strong as they suggest to be then can surely hold for next 3 hours or more if they want to.. " I had no clue what game Aletta was playing. Even Giz and Audrey looked confused. But given their situation they were in no place to spend energy on mind  games. 

She took both Giz and Audrey inside as Nicollete stood by doing her best to keep her composure as Ava dictated her terms of punishment. 

" Hell yeah! "We heard an uproar from the kitchen and the  girls emerged out with a firm determination in their eyes. 

" I will just take the pills and make you all some nice drinks. Let's make it more challenging now shall we? " Aletta winked at me and took the pills inside. 

A while later she returned with tall glasses of juices. She herself passed on the glasses to Giz and Audrey. They proudly took it while exchanging threatening looks with Ava. Nicollete and Ava had glasses to themselves. We were given too and Aletta had one for herself. 

We all chugged down the drinks in no time. One could hear the girls squirming uncomfortably in their seats as the new Class 10 laced drinks hit their bladder or so we thought. Then came dinner. It was pretty uneventful - Aletta, Nicollete and Ava seemed to be in total comfort. 

As the clock struck 10 pm. Audrey cried out loud and her hands flew down to get crotch. Giz on the other hand was in tears though she was not holding her crotch. What surprised me the most was Ava and Nicollete were totally unfazed. The subtle signs that Nicollete was showing earlier had gone too. 

"I... I must..." Audrey was losing the battle. 70 hours worth of pee now doubled with Class 10 was threatening to explode her bladder. 

"Were you saying something Audrey?" Aletta asked her as if she never saw her condition. "What about you Giz? Another one?" 

"Noooo... I can h-hold it..." Giz let another cry. One could tell the super human efforts she was taking to not ban her crotch shamelessly like Audrey. 

There was silence in the room but an undeniable tension persisted. The so called bladder queens were being the end of their tethers. Ava was trying her best to suppress her laughter. 

"I know it might look as if my girls are about to pee themselves but they won't... In fact we will show you Ava how strong they really are.... Am I correct girls??" The sarcasm in Aletta's voice was very clear. Giz and Audrey couldn't even oppose her. 

"Audrey.. Open your eyes... See what I have got for you!" 

"Is it... M.. Midnight already please?" 

"Why! NO! Why do you ask that? 

" I can't bear the pressure... I need to p.. P.. Pee"

"No you said that you can always hold it and now even see going to play cold-dipping" 

We all turned our eyes to Aletta. 

"Yes.. Cold-Dipping! Giz and Audrey will dip their hands in the bowl of this chilled water and sit with their legs apart till its midnight and then they will finally prove to Ava that they are worthy of every challenge thrown to them" 

As Aletta put their hands in the bowl of water tears fell down from their eyes. 

"Please Alee Don't do this to me..." Giz pleaded. 

Aletta kissed her and whispered into her ears. 

"Karma is a bitch... Remember?" 

We all were in awe of Aletta how she was spicing up things. As the cold tipping began we started watching Titanic on the TV. The girls were sobbing and frantically scissoring their legs. I wonder if I had ever seen these two so desperate for a pee ever before. 

"I am so horny at the moment that I totally forgot about my own bursting bladder" Coolniceguy shared his thought with me while his eyes were fixated on the desperate duo. "If I could I would fuck their brains out tonight. The girls deserve to be rewarded..." 

It was 11. The diuretic was in full effect, their bladders were overstretched, their muscles tired and pride washed away. 

"Get a bucket for these two... You have 3 minutes before Audrey looses it..." we were startled but no one made a move. Audrey on the other hand was shuddering violently and her body was drenched with sweat. Coolniceguy rushed to the basement and brought two buckets and kept them close by. 

Within a blink of an eye Audrey pushed him away and sprang upon the bucket. The moment her bum touched the rim the torrent erupted out of her pussy like an opened firehose. 71 hours worth of pee and personal commitment was expelled by her bladder. 

She hissed for 2 minutes continously and it was so loud that it suppressed the sound from the TV. And she kept gushing with full force for 2 minutes before it turned into a trickle. Audrey collapsed into his arms with an expression of mixed feelings. 

"I am so sorry... I am.. I couldn't take it anymore. I am still weak..." Audrey kept apologizing to him. 

"it's Okay babe but you should be proud of your volume. You held it for nearly 3 days and held up 2.4 liters! You deserve a reward tonight..." Coolniceguy kissed her and took her inside the bedroom. 

Now our eyes turned to Giz. The poor soul was still fighting the pressure. She amazingly held till midnight. We thought she could go longer but then finally her hand came out of the bowl and flew to her crotch. 

She looked at me with pleading eyes. She was holding her breath as a last resort to hold her pee and was nearly blue. I rushed to her and took her to the bucket. And Lo! 

Another bladder exploded in the room. She let out a scream she her muscles finally were allowed to relax. Her toes curled with the exhilaration and eyes rolled up. Orgasmic it was for her. Her efforts to hold it for so long finally paid dividends. Her torrent died after 2 and a half minutes and the bucket contained.2.6 liters of steaming pee. 

She nearly tripped over while trying to get up from the bucket. Pushing me aside she headed towards the bedroom where Audrey and Coolniceguy were making love . 

"I don't care if I have the strongest bladder or not but today I defeated my all time arch rival without leaking a drop and by a big margin. I DESERVE A GOOD FUCKING TOO" She announced and barged into their room.. 

"3 days... They could not even hold it for 3 days without being half dead!" Ava finally broke her silence turning to Nicolette. "You are going to have a lot on your shoulders for the event." 

"Which event?" Nicolette asked surprised. 

"See... That's the reason I ask you to stick to your schedule and not get over desperate. You can't even focus on your work..... We will be attending the 1st  National Anti-Urninary meeting of the state tomorrow .. 

" Based on your feedback I had enrolled 3 of you girls for the same. We needed to go there with at least 1 gallon of undischarged pee per girl. But now since the rest of the girls are out I want you to do the math and fill yourself up... The more you can hold the better... " Ava explained plainly. 

" But... "

" No but and yes this is NOT the punishment. This is your new assignment and your punishment of disobedience is that you will take 4 muscle weakeners along with your daily diuretic intake. It's about time we instill some discipline in you. I wish I had done it during your early days of internship.. 

"Ma'am I will not be able to..." 

"Cut the crap. If you don't do what I say I am denoting you and transferring you to the incontinence program -  where you will be forced to pee your self every hour till you permanently become one. And disobedience in the Incontinene program attracts a lawsuit worth 100,000 dollars.... So the choice is yours... 

Will Nicolette be able to hold on or..... 

To be continued... 

Epilogue : After all the commotion, I and Aletta finally left from their place wondering what and how Nicollete and Ava would be tackling up at the conference. But more than that I wanted to ask Aletta what exactly did she do in the kitchen... 

"Nothing Rex. I boosted their confidencead pretended as if I really cared too much about them. Told them that keeping our personal enmity of bladder strength you two eed to show Ava how strong you really are..." Aletta explained. 

"But what did Nicolette whisper to you before you took them to kitchen?" 

"She was angry on Giz and Audrey for their constant bragging about their bladder and so was I.  Nicolette lost her cool when Audrey taunted that she had a weak bladder. We made a cunning plan and while I prepared the drinks for them I put two class 10 pills in Giz's and Audrey's drink and skipped Nicolette's drink... "

She continued."Now if you don't mind I need some good fucking too.. All the sounds that I could hear from the bedroom due to their threesome is making me go nuts... I need you to FUCK me tonight Rex.. "

Needless to say she had forgotten that I too had taken a class 10 juice but the pain was worth suffering when it came to sex...

My Superwife - Transforming the City!

Early in the afternoon, I got a text from Giz. She invited me and Aletta to come over to Coolniceguy's place for a small get-together party. Nothing fancy but just beer and dinner. I thought nothing more of it and I took Aletta (AJ1) to the party. My jaws dropped when my eyes caught her sight as she hobbled in baby steps towards my Mustang. I wonder how she had squeezed herself in that tight rubber mini - possibly the smallest size that could ever be made. So tight that her abdomen remained flat even when breathed. The rubber undie that she had put on sat right over the apex of her bladder. She would be in great trouble if she wouldn't keep a check the amount of beer she would be drinking. And those heels were something! They could puncture a metal bar - imagine how pointy and high they were. She looked absolutely ravishing. My hard on never went down ever since I picked her up since the evening.

Her long legs were crossed in a relaxed manner and she adorned a beautiful smile and kept blushing while talking to me - probably remembering the incident early in the morning. All of that suggested that she was empty and probably had taken a relief just before coming with me. Me on the other hand was already brewing a gusher and was attempting another 36 hour hold. With 6 hours of pee sloshing inside me and a liter of water already down I knew it was going to be a long night of desperation.

Soon we reached his place. We both knew Audrey (AJ2) and Coolniceguy were a couple and had been guessing they were going to announce their engagement plans in the evening. When Aletta knocked the door and it opened - she almost froze. I followed her and was wondering why she didn't enter inside.

"Look at you! You look stunning Aletta!" The lady inside greeted. She was a goddess. Beautiful face, huge boobs squished in a tiny shirt, a wasp thin waist clamped down by a tight pencil skirt. And a pout which could give Aletta a run for her money. 

"Hello Ma'am, I. . I am surprised to see you here." Aletta fumbled in front of the lady.

"Oh Aletta, don't be so nervous. C'mon in!" The lady hugged Aletta and took her in.

Upon inquiring further I learnt she was the Vice-president of BladderRox.

"Her name is Nicolette she is the Vice-president of BladderRox and trust me this lady is known to skip the few and far breaks that the board grants to her." Aletta explained with a whisper.

"What do you mean the board?"

"The Board of Directors at BladdeRox. Nobody knows who they are but they have the sole control of the Vice-president and the president's bladder and dictate her how much to drink and when to pee. Its generally 1-2 days interval between each break and 2-3 days when things get critical." The fact that she never used a toilet piqued my interest. However there was a golf ball sized patch on her tight skirt. Which meant that she was already holding a tremendous amount of pee and her stiff body posture added to my doubts. Aletta walked up to her and said something in her ears.

"Ma'am you have a. . umm. . .wet spot on the back of your skirt. . "

"What ! Really!" Nicolette was shocked . She immediately dragged us to the bathroom to help her examine the damage. Aletta clicked a photo of hers and showed it to her. 

"Dang! The diuretics are really hitting me strong!" Nicolette murmured.

"Ma'am . . .I don't know if I should ask this. . ."

"Tell me Aletta, what is it?" Nicolette asked still examining the damage behind her skirt.

"Are you holding a lot?"

"Nothing is a LOT for me Aletta" Laughed Nicolette. "But if you must know, I skipped my last break even when I am required to take 2 Class 8 diuretics daily as mandated by the board and 1 is still due at dinner. Drank nearly a gallon of water over the day and I have no idea how many beers I have consumed. Now with this leakage of mine I am already in a great pickle." She explained with a sigh and pulled the zip of her skirt down exposing her tiny thong now glistening with her unladylike leak. Her expressions were of a worried one now.

"That's just so unacceptable." Nicolette cursed herself. On the other hand Aletta was stupefied. She had never seen such a bulge before. Neither Audrey's, Julia's , Sophie's or Giz's. Yet Nicolette remain composed as ever.

"When is your next break scheduled Ma'am?" Aletta found herself asking.

"Tomorrow morning. Generally if anyone skips the bathroom breaks or misses it they have to hold for an additional 12 hours before they can pee. . .Not that I can't hold it till then but. . " Nicolette bit her lip as she pulled the zip of her tight dress back. I don't know what her dress was made up of but as the zip rose further her melon sized bulge disappeared in no time. Soon we all came out. Nicolette seemed to be a bit worried.

 Aletta confided. Her eyes were still twinkling in wonder.

As we marvelled at Nicolette and imagined my Aletta becoming stronger than Nicolette one day we were greeted by the host and then the rest of the guests! Coolniceguy came and gave me a bear hug and hand kissed Aletta (AJ1). Soon Audrey (AJ2) appeared from behind, trying to hide the discomfort of containing her massive boobs in that little red latex number and the bladder which was at the verge of tearing apart. It looked as if she was vacuum sealed inside it. It never ceases to amuse me how girls keep squeezing themselves in such unforgiving outfits.

"You never looked so . . .flat. . .ever" I teased Audrey sportingly.

"Oh! I know what you are hinting at but no. I am a lady that is not bothered even by her 2 and a half days full bladder. This dress has an inbuilt corset to flatten my obscene bulge" Fashion before comfort you know" Audrey smiled boldly but it was somehow not convincing enough It was as if she was forcing herself to act normally. "No one can defeat me Rex... And I am pretty sure Giz must have had wet herself by then already" That was Audrey at her arrogant best. But it was clear that her bladder was going to out do her will power sooner or later

Then Audrey turned to Aletta.

"Hey Aletta, welcome to the party! " She sneaked close to her and whispered in her ear. "No hard feelings about last night . . Just rock hard bladders! Hope you have emptied yourself before coming" She then strutted off to the kitchen to bring some more beer. She was trying her absolute best to maintain the fine line of balance between her devastatingly full bladder and the ruthlessly high heels.

Aletta clung to me and frustration was already evident on her face. In fact her eyes were brimming with tears. I pacified her with a peck to which she instantly melted in my arms much to the annoyance of Audrey.

"Please don't mind her words. . .I have seen her struggle all afternoon - from pee dancing to sitting on her heels to control her needs. She is having a really tough time holding it - she is just trying to act normally and promised me that she won't take those heels off till she sees Giz lose" Coolniceguy whispered in my ear.

"Bet you enjoy it"

"Hell yeah! I am proud of her!"

A while later there was a knock at the door. It was Giz. She had arrived late but we were all astonished when we cast our eyes on her. She was looked gorgeous, dressed in a tight evening dress. No wonder she was having a hard time keeping her boobs under the wraps. She was shining with sweat and trembling-  almost holding her breath when she smiled. Why so - that girl had not given up on her hold and had kept herself corked up. One could see all the contortions on her face when she had to clench her muscles harder to prevent an outburst. All her thighs and calves looked as if she just had an extreme workout. They were tensed and we all knew where all her forces were directed to.

"W-Why are you all so surprised to see me?" Giz asked staring directly into Audrey's eyes. "P- perhaps you all thought I would have pissed myself off like a little girl. In your dreams . . not a drop escapes"

Giz pushed Audrey aside and entered the room. Aletta received a tight hug from Giz, so tight that Aletta could feel the huge bulge of hers getting squeezed to an inch. Giz's expression were tensed, sweat dripped from her forehead, her cleavage, her back and everywhere but she strongly resisted the urge to grab her pussy.

"How are you still holding it in?" Aletta asked astonished. "In the morning, yes, I know I had a moment of weakness seeing you lose your water but that was it. I went inside my bedroom. . .and . . ." Giz paused for a brief second, may be trying to absorb the impact of a strong wave of desperation. "It should suffice for you to know that I regained my control" And she swiftly grabbed a can of beer kept on the table nearby and started chugging it down.

"We are just waiting for the main guest of the evening?" Nicolette announced.

"Who would that be?" Aletta wondered.

"You will come to know in a while. . .Lets just say she is someone who can uproot all the weak bladdered girls from the city" Audrey smirked

"Perhaps you will be first one to get rooted out then Audrey!" Giz snarled at her.

"Or perhaps , you will drown in your own pee when you lose your stream" Audrey snapped back.

"At least you know I am holding sooooo much that I can drown in it. .bitch!"

Soon a car pulled over. It seemed to start and stop as the driver tried to park it. And after a moment a lady stepped out of the car. Dressed in an extremely short black dress. Ravishing figure and sky scrapper heels but frantic for a pee. Why I say so - because she nearly squat down and grabbed her crotch as she closed the door of her car. She stayed there for a moment and then all of a sudden she stood up as if nothing happened. We could see from afar how big her bulge was. Probably the same size like Nicolette.

When we could finally see her we were dumbfounded. She was the mayor of our city. Miss Ava. She had been cast in various magazines cover page as well as center folds with the title sexiest mayor of the world. No wonder.

She strutted towards the door and Nicolette hurried to open it for her even before the door bell rang.

"What in the name of earth is going on?" I asked Giz.

"You will soon know. . ." Giz answered looking excited.

Nicolette escorted the mayor inside. She look gorgeous and she was such an expert at hiding her needs. Just a few minutes ago we saw her struggling as if she would release a gusher and now she is not even showing subtle - unconscious  - involuntary signs of needing a pee. The bulge was still intact though. Unlike Nicolette who had her bulge severely compressed beneath that tight skirt of hers. But she was showing signs of needing it, like occasionally biting her lips, gulping down her throat and dapping the sweat off her brows when no body was looking. Giz and Audrey were an altogether different story. They were FRANTIC.

Ava cast a glance on all of us as we introduced ourselves. 

"Nicolette , didn't I make it clear I wanted the best bladders of the city?" Ava questioned sternly.

"They are! Believe me!" Nicolette started. "Coolniceguy is a close friend of mine. His girlfriend and his other close friend both are very good at holding it. Thus on my insistence he invited them over here for dinner. In fact even he is very adept at holding it. A feat very few men can do"

The situation was now becoming clear.

"And what about them?" Ava asked pointing at me and Aletta who stood nervously.

"They were invited by Giz. He is Rex and she is Aletta. Aren't they a wonderful couple. . ." Nicolette promptly answered.

"He is holding on a bit. May be a piss worth 9 hours or so." Ava was so acute. "Aletta, your girl though is barely holding on. May be just a can of beer. She is empty." 

"Can you r-read anyone's bladder just by looking at them?" Audrey asked intriguingly. 

"Yes my dear. And you better focus on keeping your muscles shut. They are out of their reserves of strength to hold 63 hours of pee now." Ava observed. Audrey obviously felt very insulted.

"They can hold a lot more than you think. At least I am not squatting on the ground like you did while you were getting out of the car Mayor!" She sarcastically emphasized the word mayor.

"Ah! Yes every woman has her moment of weakness. I had mine too when I was getting out of the car. No one is immune to the call of nature but we can surely suppress it and move on. You on the other hand are having bouts of what I call this piss-rage. It happens with a lot of girls when they are hanging on by a thread and someone points the truth about them nearing an accident" Ava laughed her off turning towards Giz "This girl is no better. She is holding on a lot - same duration as Audrey - 63 hours. "

Giz didn't say anything but marvelled at Ava. In fact we all were astonished. We had never met anyone like her before,

"So why did you want to have the best bladders of the city to be invited together?" I asked.

"No, you all are nowhere even close to being the best. Unless you prove otherwise."

"And how do you propose we do that? And why should we do that?"Coolniceguy interrupted

"Now we are talking." Ava sat down casually crossing her legs.

"I am the current president at Bladder-Rox and has full authority over Nicolette's bladder. I decide how much she should drink , at what time of the day, how many diuretics, what class of diuretics and what to wear. I generally allow her to relieve herself once in every 60 hours, which is by far very tough with Class 7 diuretics daily with a gallon of water intake. She however chose to disobey me by skipping her pee at 60th hour and ingested Class 8 diuretics this time, which is only designated to be consumed by the president only. Nicolette , just like Audrey and Giz is holding 63 hours worth of pee, except that she is having a lot more in her bladder than you two. I have something in store for her though " 

I could see the horror in Nicolette's face. She knew what was coming for her.

"But the main motto of needing big bladders from the city here is a secret dream project that I had been pursuing since my teenage days. To make the women of my state free from their bladder slavery. So I appealed to the governor and sought her permission to demonstrate that even the commonest of common girls in the city are comfortable putting off their bathroom breaks and can manage without a pee for days on end. Then I went on to the most elite women in our city - the models, the actresses, the athletes, and all the famous ladies in the society - and asked them about this. They were all doing away throughout the day holding their pees anyhow - either deliberately or involuntarily. So they didn't have any problems with my idea. In fact they have volunteered for my idea. "

" But what exactly is your idea? " We all asked unanimously.

"To make this city free from toilets - by demolishing all of them - so that the women can focus on what is essential rather than wasting their time in the bathroom."

"But do you really think the women in the city can cope with it ?"

"My family had founded this all women city. And they restricted the number of toilets to minimum, yet the city flourished. Believe me this city has some of the biggest bladders in the world and cope with some additional pressure. It won't be long before they adapt holding it as a lifestyle. . Perhaps the men will be rooted out. However I am willing to let Rex and Coolniceguy stay in this city if they can prove their mettle to hold it as long as the women do . So you all have to do as I say. . ."

Ava popped a small bottle of pills. 

"This is a Class 10 diuretic - the most powerful Bladder-Rox has ever made. Diura beer is like a tiny drop and this is like a lake. You all gonna pop up a pill and show me that you can wait till the midnight. Which is just 3 hours from now if you want to be a part of this project." The girls were already having mini orgasms thinking about a toilet-less city and in fact they thought they can even hold their pees till the morning. Except Aletta who was terrified to try on such a powerful diuretic. Will we all be able to hold it in. . .or. . . 

To be continued. . 

Damsel in Distress - Giz

This is a first ever guest post and is written by the very creative and very talented - holditin from holdingit.minuteboard.com. 

He's also active on deviantart : https://thatcoolguy11.deviantart.com/gallery/

This story begins the day before Rex met Aletta.

Giz awoke at 8 am with her bladder busting at the seams.  She was nearly beyond desperate, yet she tried to lay in bed and control herself.  After all, she had been building up to this moment for quite some time, so she wanted to make sure everything went according to plan.  Giz’s fierce rival, Audrey, had been posting on social media for weeks about a Bladder Buster event for Valentine’s Day and had invited many people.  Giz had not received a proper invitation, but she knew of the event from seeing how many of her friends and acquaintances were attending, and over the last few weeks Giz had been getting more and more determined thinking about it.  Audrey wanted to test her bladder’s limits against everyone she knew, and yet she didn’t invite the one girl who could give her a run for her money – Giz herself!  Giz had vowed when she saw Audrey’s posts about the Bladder Buster event that she would be the one to crash the party and outhold the famed Audrey.  Though deep down Giz knew it wasn’t true, in her mind she tried to convince herself that the reason Audrey didn’t invite her was because she was afraid of Giz’s holding prowess.  In fact the reality was quite the opposite.  Though the two women were bitter rivals when it came to containing mammoth loads of pee, Giz had yet never been able to defeat Audrey in a single holding contest.  When both women were bursting and bloated with pee, no matter what the circumstances, Audrey would somehow manage to outwait Giz despite her best efforts and still brag to her and hold longer after Giz had gone and peed in disgrace.  After their last contest some months ago, where Giz had held in her piss nearly until she felt half-dead with the pain and still could not quite topple Audrey’s sturdy iron piss tank, Giz had resolved not to challenge Audrey again until she had trained herself to the point of total bladder control. 

While Giz had not yet reached the level of capacity that she desired, Audrey’s Bladder Buster event was something that she could not pass up in good conscience.  In the last few weeks Giz had constantly been setting and re-setting personal records for herself, and she hoped it would be enough to overcome Audrey’s ridiculous capacity.  Giz knew in the back of her mind that Audrey was sure to be training herself with insanely hard holds as well, but on the outside Giz refused to admit that Audrey could defeat her again.  Giz had even taken vacation from her place of work this week in order to have as much time as possible to prepare for this new holding challenge. 

And so at 9 am Giz decided to put her plan into action.  She had partied hard the night before, and that while holding onto a 24 hour bladder, so by now her bladder was screaming at her for making it contain a load of over 30 hours.  Giz had two motives going into this Bladder Buster event.  She wanted to make sure she was not at the end of her rope and ready to blow when she got there, but she also wanted to be holding an enormous load in her bladder to show her superiority to Audrey.  So she decided to take a full morning piss at 9 am, then stretch her bladder back out with some beers and piss again at noon to get herself comfortable.  Then she’d be holding over 30 hours by the time the event came around.  This would be manageable for her, though of course she’d be desperate, but Giz was sure that Audrey would be doing a hold of similar length coming into the event, and Giz refused to be outdone by her competitor. 

After a waterfall of piss lasting over 5 minutes left Giz’s aching bladder at 9 am, she began to enact phase one of her plan.  She went to her fridge and took out some Diura beer, which was well known as being a class six diuretic.  Giz drank down 3 cans in short order, doing her best to stretch out her bladder in the three hours she had before her final pee.  She relaxed around her apartment while having breakfast, and then at 11 am drank a fourth can of Diura beer.  This new beer was combining with the remnants of what she’d drank the previous night, and as a result her bladder was being pumped full even after only a couple of hours.  By noon Giz clearly needed a pee.  She was not going out of her mind with desperation, but she was definitely bursting pretty badly and was looking forward to the relief.  Quickly, she sped to her toilet and got ready to seat herself on the bowl, but then Giz noticed something.  The water level in the toilet seemed to be higher than the norm.  Curious, Giz flushed the toilet once, and as a result the water in the bowl rose nearly to the point of overflow.  There was a clog in the plumbing!  Giz nearly wept at this news, but she knew that the toilet was now off-limits to someone as disciplined as herself. She walked out of the bathroom, doubt forming in her mind, as well as sadness.  Part of her wanted to stay home for the next few days and give up this dream of outholding Audrey at her Bladder Buster Valentine’s event.  Then another part of Giz took over.  She stopped, steeled herself, and decided that a true bladder queen would not think like this.  A true bladder queen would take this opportunity to outhold Audrey even after her plans made things even more difficult for herself.  Giz started fantasizing about how proud she would be to outhold Audrey even with these setbacks, and she decided that she would do just that.  Ignoring her bladder’s increasingly shrill cries, Giz grabbed herself a bottle of water to sip on while she prepared her lunch.

Giz spent her afternoon trying not to jostle her bladder too much, because she knew she had a long hold still ahead of her.  She found herself texting her good friend Aletta on and off throughout the day.  Aletta was complaining as always about her comparatively small bladder, and Giz was getting more and more annoyed about it.  The girl needed to learn control, and Giz had been trying for years to instill that in Aletta.  Though Aletta’s mindset could be very good and disciplined at times, her bladder capacity was still woeful when put against Giz’s monstrous urinary container, so Giz had taken it upon herself to train Aletta as best as she could.  On a whim, Giz invited Aletta to come with her the following evening to Audrey’s Bladder Buster event.  ‘One night without peeing – I am sure you can do it and get some positive results!’ Giz texted her friend.  Aletta’s reply was interesting – she was open to attempting such a hold in public, but she had no date and didn’t want to go to a party without a man by her side.  Giz rolled her eyes, but then she thought about it and realized she knew just the man for Aletta.  Giz’s friend Rex was a good guy who was also crazy about keeping himself controlled and not peeing when he could help it, though Giz inwardly believed her own capacity to be better than Rex’s.  Still, a boyfriend with that mindset would only be good for Aletta, so Giz suggested setting her up with Rex, and after a few minutes Aletta’s text came in.  Giz read it and saw that Aletta had agreed, though she was nervous.  Giz reassured her and made plans to have them all meet up at her place the following evening.  She then texted Rex and told him she had a surprise for him.  Rex texted back with his interest piqued, so Giz revealed that she had set him up with a beautiful girl, and better yet a beautiful girl who needed some bladder training.  Rex replied back enthusiastically and thanked Giz time after time for this.  Giz smiled – what a good deed she had done for her two close friends!

Dinnertime was at hand, and Giz knew that she had to take advantage of the time she had before her bladder began to get out of hand.  Already it was large and throbbing from the diuretic beers, plus the waters Giz had drank throughout the day, she knew she could control it for more time.  And so she decided to go out to eat and hold her load in public.  Giz took a taxi to a nearby restaurant and was shown a seat near the restrooms.  It was a temptation, but Giz was determined to see her hold through to the bitter end.  Giz even decided upon a fun game to play with her own bladder during the meal – every time a woman in the restaurant visited the restroom, Giz would take a long sip from her iced tea.  Two hours and three iced teas later, Giz realized this might not have been the best plan.  Silently she cursed the weak bladders of all the women around her.  Her own bladder was by now painful and begging for a release, but Giz imagined Audrey’s smug face and redoubled her efforts to contain herself.  She was seated rigidly and was clearly tense as her waiter brought her the check, and the waiter couldn’t help but notice her predicament and pointed out the women’s room to her.  “I am strong enough that I don’t need that!” Giz snapped at him.  The ache in her full bladder was not helping her mood in the slightest. 

Giz returned home, also snapping at the taxi driver when he noticed her crossed legs and offered to stop so she could get a relief, and finally allowed herself to squirm around once she got inside, 12 hours of diuretic-laced piss bearing down on her aching sphincter muscle.  She had filled up much more than anticipated over the day, to the point that Giz could remember only a few times in her life when she’d been fuller.  All of those times, coincidentally, were during holding contests with Audrey.  “I’ll beat that bitch this time…” Giz muttered quietly.  She stripped down to just her latex underthings, which showed off her busty proportions, and slipped into bed.  It took her a while to fall asleep, because she spent the night only thinking of her burning passion to defeat Audrey once and for all.

Giz woke up the next morning with a smile on her face – one that couldn’t be removed even by the new pent-up pressure in her bulging bladder.  She had dreamt that Audrey was standing before her, defeated, piss streaming down her legs, while Giz laughed and contained her even larger bladder without a second thought.  ‘Perhaps I am unbeatable!  It has to be a sign!’ Giz thought to herself, and before reason could prevail, she was out of bed and drinking another Diura beer.  Her bladder of steel, now 24 hours full, immediately protested and contracted hard enough to almost force a leak.  Giz’s hands flew to her crotch and she prevented even the shallowest of outbursts, but even this would not break her resolve.  After straightening up, Giz chugged down the rest of the Diura beer she had started.  “Audrey’s gonna freak when she sees how full I’ve kept my bladder…” Giz muttered. 

Giz managed to get through the morning without anymore near accidents, though her stretched bladder was showing signs of cracking.  The dam may not have burst yet, but yellow water was certainly lapping at the gates.  Around midday Giz made a startling discovery.  She was rereading all of Audrey’s braggadocious social media posts about the Bladder Buster event to psyche herself up to hold longer and longer, when she saw that Audrey had posted a new one just last night.  Giz read it and reacted with near horror – not only was it a Bladder Buster event, but it was also a costume party!  And Giz had no costume!  She knew if she showed her face in a normal dress or even in just latex that she would be laughed out of the place, regardless of her newfound bladder capacity.  But her creaking bladder was in such a state that she did not want to go back into public until the night.  Giz nearly gave up, her mind overrun with thoughts of Audrey’s superiority.  But then, with willpower Giz didn’t know she had, she decided to stay firm.  She would hold, and she would go out and buy a costume, and she would do it all with her bladder unrelieved.  She was a bladder queen, after all, and she could hold it.  Giz also knew that Audrey wouldn’t think twice before putting herself into such a predicament, and Giz could not let Audrey get the better of her, even in a hypothetical situation like this.

With a crazy look in her eye, Giz drank down one more Diura beer before leaving her apartment.  She was determined to push her limits, one way or another.  As luck would have it, there was a costume shop just two blocks away, so Giz decided to walk there.  After one block she realized that perhaps she shouldn’t have picked such high heels to walk on, as she was putting almost as much effort into balance as she was into keeping her hurting bladder from flooding the town.  Her boobs were also almost popping out of her latex catsuit, but Giz steeled herself and continued on.  By the time she reached the shop Giz could not stay still.  She was nearly pee dancing around the shop, her 28 hours of pee pressing down hard on her sphincter and begging for release.  Giz found a female associate to help her find the perfect outfit, and the girl noticed immediately what Giz’s problem was.  “Do you need me to show you the bathrooms?” the girl asked.  Giz shook her head, still squirming frantically as she looked through the costumes.  “I agree, controlling yourself is better.  I’ve also been doing that for the last 20 hours…” the sales girl said, and that was when Giz noticed that she was dripping in sweat and trying not to pee dance in step with Giz.  With a hurculean effort, Giz straightened up, ignoring the way this tripled the pressure in her bulging urine tank.  The sales girl had given her new strength.  ‘If this girl can hold nearly a full day and still work and act normally, I can also hold even longer and not give in,’ Giz told herself.  “20 hours is good, but try to last the whole rest of the day like I intend to.  You still need to work on your control,” Giz told the girl, bragging to increase her own pride in her capacity.  “Oh God, that will be tough but I will try!!” the sales girl exclaimed, bending over as a wave of urgency overcame her. 

Finally Giz happened upon a Powergirl outfit that would be just perfect for her.  The sales girl told her dejectedly that it was only available in a size smaller than Giz’s, but Giz decided to buy it anyway.  The tighter the better!  The sales girl wanted her to try it on first to be sure, but Giz refused this.  She knew that with how massively her bladder was bulging out, once she got the suit on it would be nearly impossible to remove, and she didn’t feel like spending the whole afternoon being Powergirl.  Giz nearly paid and left, but then she remembered that Aletta and Rex were coming over.  She had invited them to a costume party without letting them know they needed costumes, so it was only fair that she bought them some costumes.  Giz tapped her feet in desperation as she pored through the costumes (all the while her piss threatened to pour out of her), but after another hour she settled on a Jessica Rabbit costume for Aletta, to show off her crazy figure, and a Batman costume for the heroic Rex.  Giz paid, and before leaving she told the sales girl, “I am not going to go right home to take a pee.  Rather, I am going to go out and eat and drink something.  Maybe I can fill up my bladder, which is still far from needing any relief.”  The sales girl nodded with a look of admiration that nearly made Giz blush, but she just nodded back, gave a curt wave, and walked out of the store with her purchases.

As soon as she was passed the window of the shop, Giz turned into an alley and clutched herself desperately between her legs.  “Ohhhhhh how I needed that!” she couldn’t help but yell.  Her bladder had been rebelling for the entire time in the shop, but Giz knew she needed to keep up appearances and hold strongly.  She almost started walking home, but then recalled that she’d told the sales girl she would eat at a restaurant first, and Giz decided that a true bladder queen would keep that promise.  With slow, halting steps, Giz walked a few blocks to the nearest place to sit and eat.  This time, Giz specifically asked to be seated near the restrooms, and she played the same game as the previous night, taking a long sip of her ice water every time a woman went to the restroom.  Her legs were bouncing the entire time and her bladder continued to bloat out further and further, and she ended up drinking four large glasses of ice water before leaving to return home.  Giz could barely stand to walk the few blocks back to her apartment, but she forced herself to do it, even with her bladder demanding her to empty it. 

Giz got inside and immediately had to hold herself again, stopping a spurt from exiting her urethra by only the slimmest of margins.  As the wave of urgency continued to build, Giz nearly broke and began hobbling to the bathroom.  Then she remembered – the toilet was still clogged.  It could not be used even if she wanted to.  Giz had no choice but to hold longer.  She would have to come up with a solution for that problem eventually, but for now her mind was consumed only with thoughts of holding in her bursting piss and showing up that bitch Audrey.  As Giz’s number of hours held climbed perilously into the 30s, her legs began to quake.  This hold was on the verge of surpassing all her previous limits.  Sure, she had held for this long before, but never with so much Diura beer.  Giz desperately wanted to believe that she was even holding more right now than the iron-bladdered Audrey, though deep down she knew that probably wasn’t the case.  Still, Giz refused to leak and refused to give in to the strong nature’s call she was feeling.  Her bladder was like a rock, the piss ready to erupt from her at any moment.  Giz could feel her control slowly slipping away, even as she squeezed her sphincter harder and harder still.  In defiance, Giz pictured Audrey’s cocky smirk one more time and yelled out.  She removed her hands from her vagina, holding with only her muscles, and forced herself to walk with normal steps to the kitchen.  One more Diura beer was opened, and one more Diura beer was poured into Giz’s mouth to add to her bladder’s already-unbearable load.  The beer emptied, Giz nearly sank to her knees from bladder agony, but she stayed upright by the slimmest of margins and continued to think only of defeating Audrey.  Suddenly there was a knock on the door.  Giz had been so desperate since returning home that she had not been keeping track of the time.  It was already 9 pm, and surely that was either Aletta or Rex outside her door, ready to attend Audrey’s Valentine’s Day Bladder Buster party!  With sweat dripping down her face, Giz promised herself that she would act normally and without showing how incredibly badly she needed to release all of her 36 hours of pent-up piss, and she walked with slow steps to the door…

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Damsel in Distress - Sophie

This happens on the day when Aletta met Rex for the first time.

Julia and Aletta both were asleep when she sneaked into the bathroom at morning 6. She would usually go to jog first even before relieving herself but today she was extremely desperate to pee. She had already leaked a few times while in sleep and dreaming about peeing. Half way into her fire hose like pee she heard Aletta's alarm go off. She cursed her stars and sped her way out of the bathroom and went to her room. Though she had stopped leaking and felt way more comfortable than a few minutes before. She was still at a 3/10. All the beers from previous night out had gone straight to her bladder and still lied there.

Today was an important day for her. A rich business man was to come to the stores and a deal was to be signed between them. Sophie always wanted to be a fashion designer and this fashion brand could be her gateway to fulfil her dream! She was to meet the famous business tycoon Derek. His company held a monopoly in alternate fashion industry. Recently he developed a material which could be used for special body shaping but unfortunately he could not commercialise it successfully. Sophie met her at a social event the previous night and after quite a few drinks Derek was down to try her idea.  

Sophie wanted to look her absolute best and like her mother Julia she swore by corsets to look the best. A deep cleavage, a tight mini skirt, lacy undies and stilettos was her look for the day.

As she put on the corset,her bladder made its presence felt. the tighter the better philosophy of hers while buying clothes certainly did not help her to be comfortable. She pulled her tummy in , held her breath and tied up the corset to the tightest. 

Since she could not sleep properly the previous night - thanks to all the cheap beer that hit her bladder. She held all of it throughout the night as she didn't want to wake Aletta and Julia by switching on the bathroom lights.Coffee was her only rescue . Along-with her breakfast she drank 4 large cups of coffee. She ignored the fact that her bladder was already tired from the stint of previous night and that her body did not like the presence of coffee.

She left for the stores at 8AM. Her stores didn't have a toilet but all the coffee would hit her hard she knew. She contemplated running to the public toilets to the other side of the road before her sales girl arrived. She debated for 15 minutes and finally decided she could cheat once and use a public toilet . Her bladder had started throwing tantrums already sensing that it was finally going to get emptied.

But alas! The toilets still were not open. She returned to the stores while reassuring herself that she would hold it all day just like any other day. Soon after she saw a Limousine pull over in front of her store. and from there emerged Derek - dressed sharply in his Armani and looking sexy af! Sophie felt herself getting wet when he came and hugged her tight. She was swept away when he placed a peck on her rosy cheek. All of that was making her so nervous and excited at the same time.  He was everything a woman could dream of - sexy, husky, punctual, strong and chivalrous.

Derek was very punctual and without wasting any more time he got down to business. He explained to her about the intricacies of his material and the limitations it had and so on. The material could be easily shaped and fixed to any existing dresses that Sophie had designed herself. As they discussed Derek kept drinking beer all the time. He said that he loved beer and that he could never stop drinking beer. As a courtesy he kept passing on beer to Sophie as well. Since she didn't want to appear rude she kept downing them one after the other albeit slowly. 

It was hardly noon but Sophie's desperation scaled new heights. She could not focus on the discussion properly. Beneath the table she was furiously crossing and recrossing her legs.On top of that they had taken the seat right next to the AC which was at full blow. If Derek was not looking at her directly she would give her a quick squeeze. She had hit a 6.5/10 already in merely 5 hours. Time moved slowly. 

Sensing that Sophie looked uncomfortable Derek asked if she was okay.

"I am fine. The AC is making me feel cold"

"Guess the mini skirt was a wrong choice." Derek joked and asked her to join him on the nearby couch.

Though it was away from the direct blow of the AC but now the covering of the table had gone, She could no longer shake her legs. She had to keep them tightly crossed to prevent herself from flashing her undies. Hell she could not even give herself the quick discrete squeezes. On top of that the couch was so slow that she had to sit bending forward. The tight corset would not let her bladder expand and bending forward put even more pressure on her bladder. She was growing fidgety and nervous. Little did she realise that she had started rocking back and forth. Her sales girl - who too happened to be in the same situation suggested her to take a break and powder her nose. Sophie politely turned her down. 

Derek sensed that Sophie was getting uncomfortable. The reason was pretty evident . She had already downed 4 cans of chilled diura beers and her body needed to get rid of it. 

"Sophie if you need to take a break or anything we can stop. . . "

"I . .umm. .  No Derek thank you. I will be fine."

"You sure? May be you could use the little girls' room you know. .  the beers can have a diuretic effect at times. . "

"Its not that bad yet, I can manage, Thanks for asking . ." Sophie was red faced with embarrassment.

"Alright. I am sure you can be okay then . . "

"Of course - besides we don't have toilets here so even if I wanted to go I would not be able to"

"You must have a pretty big bladder then. Must be a daily grind for you then?"

"Yeah! A girl's gotta hold it. . "

"Let me know if you want to cut on the beers then."

"Of course not. . C'mon gimme one more!" Sophie tried to be extra energetic. But the sweat beads on her forehead and her gritted teeth told some other story.

By 1pm and 3 more cans of beer Sophie was clearly in distress. She was sweating profusely , had to shift her position from one to the other. Her body posture had become more rigid and she talked with a shaky voice. Holding an 8/10 bladder while handling such a detail oriented client was not a cake walk she realized. At the back of her mind she was running all sorts of excuses or scenarios wherein she could relieve herself without letting him know.

Her body movement and discomfort was mistaken by Derek as hunger pangs. He took her out to a fine dining restaurant for lunch. Despite her countless requests not to Derek didn't listen to her. Her only chance to rush home for a gusher was lost. Her corset kept digging tighter and tighter onto her bladder. Walking on those stilettos was pure torture on her bladder. Every step felt like her bladder being punched with full force. 

Derek chose a table closest to the fountain. He loved the sound of flowing water he said. Sophie smiled politely to show her agreement with him. But every passing second the tremendous pressure of her corked up pee inched close towards her pee hole. The sight of flowing water and the never ending sound was getting better of her. She pretended to keep her hands on the side rests but wasted no time in grabbing her pussy tight. Her legs would not keep still. 

Clenching her muscles as much as she could she smiled and ate her food. All the extra spice was hitting her hard. She tried to resist drinking water but eventually the taste got better of her and she gulped down 3-4 glasses of water in no time. By 3pm, there was no more hiding. Sophie could not talk properly without a shaky voice and neither could she sit still.

Fearing that she would wet herself she chose to excuse herself. 

"Mom would kill me if she saw me walking towards a public toilet. . " Sophie thought "But its so much better than wetting yourself in front of such an important client. Guess no one will come to know that I cheated today. "

With baby steps and nearly struggling for 5 minutes on the long corridor she finally reached the ladies room. With great might she pushed the door and entered only to get a rude shock. She spotted a tall blonde talking to another lady inside. Sophie could not see her face but the way she stood, her hairstyle, her figure - they looked exactly like Julia. Sophie was shocked to the core. She slammed the door and came out of the bathroom. She thought her mother Julia had come to the restaurant too.

She stamped her feet in frustration when she could not find her mobile. It was left on the table. Her tired bladder was struggling to contain the massive load and could burst any moment. Her body shuddered as another big wave hit her. Time was little and there was so much to pee but her dilemma was even bigger. The thought of confronting Julia in a public toilet would be so embarrassing and insulting. Throughout her life Julia had taught her not to sue public toilets and now being an adult she was unable to hide her unladylike needs. Meanwhile another wave hit her and a huge spurt shot out of her pussy. 

Within a blink of an eye she was on her knees. Fortunately her skirt was black in color so it could not be noticed that she had leaked so much. Her heart was beating rapidly and sweat drenched her body. The effort of holding so much of pee especially after leaking was insane. Relief was right behind her. All she needed was to dare to confront Julia as she thought and dash into the cubicle. Alas the mere thought of relief led her to leak some more. Her hands were now jammed into her crotch. Holding it with all the strength in her body she wept silently. She had to pee freakingly bad!

"What happened are you ok?" Sophie felt a tap on her shoulders. It was the blonde whom she spotted in the ladies. A wave of joy ran through her mind. It was not Julia which meant she could finally take the much needed pee. Just as she was about to get back on her feet Derek found his way to her. 

"You look as if your bladder is tearing itself apart!" The girl whispered to her. But seeing Derek she refused. Her heart never beat at such a rate. Her face was red and her body shined in sweat. 

"My goodness Sophie! Look at you! What's wrong?"

"I. . .I. ." words would not leave her mouth such was the pressure she was dealing inside.

"You need to use the ladies yet or. . " Derek knew - thanks to her fidgety and unstable body language.

"No . .No . .I dropped my ring somewhere and I can't seem to find it. . ." Sophie blurted out as she quietly slid the ring out of her finger and hid it in her bag. They all started searching for it and after a while Sophie pretended that she found it. Before Derek could say anything more she dragged him away from the ladies room. The other blonde looked them go while in total shock.

The rest of the lunch was uneventful except that Sophie was nearly in tears. She hardly paid any attention to what Derek had been saying about business expansion. The only thing that mattered was to look pretty and not wet herself and flood the floor. She was trying to hurry Derek because of the uncertainty her bladder presented to her. It was not long before they started walking towards the parking but Sophie could do little about her leaks. Her bladder had no room to expand under her ruthlessly tight fitting corset. The liquid had to escape from her body despite her intense efforts.

She spotted a waiter running towards them yelling for soiling their expensive carpet. She hurried Derek making some silly excuse. But as they ran, all the jolts and jerks served as hammers on her bladder. Sophie could barely register what was happening around her. Her entire energy was focused on her little overworked and tired pee hole which was losing the battle against time. Soon they sped towards the store. All the bumps and potholes on the road translated into spurts. The seat was soaked , she had leaked so much. Derek reached the stores in no time but by then the damage was already done. She had lost 500 ml in spurts itself and but there was no difference in the pressure. Thanks to the unimaginable amount of pee she was containing within her. 

Sophie was in dire need to get rid of the corset. As Derek parked his car she excused herself and went inside the store first. Without wasting anymore time she rushed to the back-end and locked the door behind her. shuddered. She HAD to pee but couldn't do so at any cost. So many expensive clothing items and apparel was there. On top of that if she actually lost the load then the pee would have no where to flow but get clogged . It would have cause tremendous odour and attract unnecessary attention of her help. Besides she didn't have any change of clothes for her. Though her body screamed for a relief but peeing was not an option for her. With every passing minute her bladder grew in size. 

She silenced her screams by clutching her handkerchief in her mouth. She hurriedly unzipped her skirt, spurting all the while , shuddering and sweating. The corset had squeezed her bladder to an inch of its life. which was then containing 7 cans of beer, 4 cups of coffee, 2 + litres of water, and wine. It had been 10 hours since her last partial relief as well. She was at her limits. If she chose to remove her hands from her crotch the flood would erupt uncontrollably. Nevertheless she had to take the risk to untie her corset or else she would explode in front of Derek. Time was flying by , she had to be quick.

After nearly an hours struggle and some inevitable leaks she came out. The corset was gone but the bulge was obscene. She kept rubbing the back of her legs with her kerchief when Derek was not looking at her. It was to absorb the sudden leaks here and there. She tried to smile as he came and sat next to her. 

By 6pm , 12 hours since her last pee, Derek was done explaining her about the specialities of his body shaping fabric and together they had stitched in the fabric in the best of her designs. Next was the moment she dreaded the most. Sophie had to try on all the dress and do a few rigorous task to test the tightness of the fabric and its flexibility at the same time.

"Before you put on these clothes, let me tell you that the fittings are going to get progressively tighter but that should not be an excuse to not perform the tasks that I give to you. . . if you want to relieve yourself , you must go now. . "

Sophie thought he had seen her leak during the discussion. 

"Why do you say so?" Asked Sophie , her expressions were of smile but the pain that spread in her belly could make even Gods cry. She had her legs close and stood as if she were relaxed but her body was absolutely stiff and her stance was starting to become awkward and slightly bent forward. 

"Many of my models complain that they are bursting halfway between try outs. I hate that!" Derek explained.

"Oh don't be silly. I am not a girl who would bother you with such trivial needs. "

"Why? Don't you need to pee already - you haven't gone at all since morning. . . "

Sophie felt her desperation rising to new levels. She was hit by waves one after the other with more and more intensity. It was as if her bladder had a mind of its own which was trying to convince her to let go of the flood.

"Relax Derek, you should worry about your bladder. I am accustomed to all this everyday. . " Sophie winked at him conveying a challenge.

"I get it. I am barely feeling it. . "

"So am I. Once a day is enough for me. . or may be less at times . ." Sophie continued to boast.

"All right I get it you don't want a bio break and would not stop even if it gets bad" Derek pacified her.

Soon they moved to the most difficult part of the discussion - the try outs. Derek was to give business to Sophie only if he let her use her designs to incorporate the body shaping fabric beneath the normal clothing. She agreed to it. Now she had to prove that the wearer could endure the extreme tightness and yet her designs would not obstruct the flexibility.

Derek remained focus as he helped her get into one outfit after the other. He used all his bodily strength to tighten the dresses to max flattening her 3" bulge to nothing. She was seeing stars behind her eyes. She had to act normally and do on tasks like jog on place, perform a stretch or two, stretch her legs apart, bend on to her sides, lift something heavy. She fought her waves bravely one after the other, holding her breath at times, shivering and shuddering, stemming the leaks as much as possible. The beer kept coming without any mercy and the AC was at full blow. Her toes curled as the tightness increased. Her bladder threatened to rip apart with every move of hers. Posing for pouts and selfies was pure agony but she put on a brave smile and held her breath for every pose. 

It was close to midnight when all the try outs were finally done. When Derek helped her out of the clingy playsuit his eyes fell on her 4" huge bladder bulge. Her body had enough, her limits had been exceeded, muscles overworked. With more than  litres of intake pumped ferociously in her bladder and all the waist clinching try outs her body just could not suppress the need any more. Her hands flew down to her crotch and she collapsed on the floor. She crossed her legs as tightly as she could. Every fiber in her body wanted to push the boiling pee out which she had been storing and supressing all day. She was barely in control of her needs

"You do have to go isn't it?" Asked Derek.

"Kind of. . . " Sophie still tried to give a fight and was not ready to give up.

"I really like the fight in you. I thought I was alone. . ." without further ado Derek planted a kiss on her lips."I am really impressed with your dedication and intelligence that you demonstrated all day. I think you deserve a more personal thank. . . "

"I . . I can't understand. . I feel so aroused and yet so frantic . . ." Sophie blushed furiously as she slowly started getting wet, not due to pee though. Her grip tightened on her pussy as he continued with the smooch.

"Do you think you can last till the morning if I ask you to. . ." Derek commanded

"Of course I can. . . . " She continued to pretend to be under full control.

"Then I have something interesting for you. . and I know you will last even longer should the need arise. . " Derek proceeded to strip her further as he prepared her for a nightful of sex.

"But will I be allowed to pee when I reach home in the morning tomorrow?"

"Of course you can"

Sophie smiled and pulled him closer as they began their little bladder bursting adventure.

The End. . .




To know what happened the day after, after Sophie was dropped home by Derek still unrelieved after a night of non-stop sex, read this : https://life-without-toilets.blogspot.in/2017/08/my-superwife-store-of-waters.html