Kelly used to live alone in a really sly neighbourhood ever since she moved out of her family. She was adamant to pursue her career in modelling but she was always low on money. This particular locality as that was the cheapest one she could afford
She went to a nearby college for graduation and worked part time at a club simultaneously. Her life was not so easy. Always on a move and little time to herself made her irate. On top of that there was no place where she could go pee except the pot of the show plant which she kept on the window of her room. The only bathroom on the floor of her building was tiny, gross and was used by around 30 other girls. So she decided to never use it and contain her waters even when she would be half dead with pain.
It was just like any other day. She woke up bursting as always. Despite having the pot she could not pee more than twice a day as the pot would not absorb all the flood from her 1.6 liter capacity bladder. This particular morning, she had to pee exceptionally bad and without noticing anything she started emptying herself in the pot. The relief was orgasmic. Nearly 30 seconds had passed but the flow didn't stop. A few seconds later she felt wet near her feet and she realized that the pot was overflowing. Reluctantly she had to stop her gusher. She still had a lot in her bladder but there was no other option but endure. She took a bath in the common mansion bathroom cause of which she couldn't empty herself for the fear of strong smell emanating from a night's bladder.
She came out somewhat uncomfortable with a 3/10 full bladder and got dressed. She wouldn't have peed at this situation normally but it was something that was still ringing in her mind. Given the kind of body she had, anything she wore looked very provocative. By provocative , I mean REALLLLY PROVOCATIVE! Today she put on her tight hot pants over her tiny thong and a short top. Heels were mandatory. Dressing like that surely fetched her attention and also earned her a few local magazine photo-shoots or cheap ads but nothing too fancy. The money was good though.
As she downed upon the fluids with her breakfast she could feel her bladder getting fuller. Nothing worrisome but definitely there. She pushed it to the back of her mind and carried on with her activities. She took the next available bus and soon reached her college. By the time she reached it was 5/10. The level of discomfort had ridden and occasionally she had to clench her muscles down there. The day being hot she was absent mindedly sipping water from her bottle.
"Gosh I wish the pot weren't overflowing. I still can't hold it all day!" She though to herself as she reached the class. It wasn't unusual for her to see guys drooling over her hot bod. She was a strong girl and hardly paid heed to them. She longed for a guy who would look into her eyes and not her cleavage.
As soon as she sat the ties of her shorts squeezed her bladder. It made her known that a gusher was in the making. The class began and one after the other lecturers dropped in almost putting her to sleep . But thanks to her tiny bladder she could neither sleep nor pay attention to what was being thought. Her mind was drifting away towards finding a relief. It was 4 hours since she woke up and all the juice, coffee and water she had since the morning was now hitting her hard. She never realized when she had crossed her legs tightly wobbling her legs up and down.
By noon she was in a bad shape 7/10. The bell rang - it was time for lunch. Had it been some other day she would have run to the toilet but today it was Valentine's day. All teh toilets in the college was locked for the management feared new couples would leave no stalls empty to have sex. She cursed her stars and being so stupid to drink so much since the morning. She reluctantly went to the canteen to get food where in she caught many other girls complaining about their bladders and fidgeting legs. She could relate to them but had no where to go.
Just then her phone buzzed. It was from the owner of the club where she worked.
"Kelly could you please come a few hours early today? Someone called Audrey has booked the floor for a bladder burst festival and I am running short on staff for preparations, You get double the pay for every hour you stay!"
Kelly's eyes lit up. She decided to skip her classes and sped towards her dorm. The ride was torturous. She imagined that the relief she would finally have instead of having to wait till the end of college. the pressure and the anticipation was so much that she already started leaking. Her tiny clothes hardly absorbed anything and trickles flowed down her legs. She made quite a show doing the pee dance as she passed on the money to the taxi driver. To her utter dismay the lift was out of order and she had to take the stairs all the way to the 6th floor. Having to pass in front of the filthy common bathrooms near the stair case on every floor.
She HAD to pee. It was 8/10 inside her which meant she was holding 1.28 liter in her bladder almost or may be more. The pot was just a few feet away. The keys could not be found now. Knowing that relief was close her desperation rose to new heights. She nearly squat in front of her door trying to stem the flow. Her pussy throbbed , knees weak , sweat all over her body, trembling hands and biting her lips - all to just hold her aching bladder for a few more seconds. Finally she found the keys and barged inside.
But her eyes popped in horror when she could not find her beloved pot - her much needed savior! She looked all around with one hand tightly grabbing her pussy. Then she finally looked out of the window and found that the pot had fallen down and broken. She screamed out of rage and jumped into her bed trying to accept the newly heightened pressure. Bit her blanket and her hands tightly holding her pussy. Tears fell from her eyes.
"GOD! Please let me pee! I have to peeeee please "
Her phone rang. It was Ronnie. The owner of the club and of course her long time crush.
"Yo babe! Get down now. We gotta rush !"
A chill went down her spine. Her need to pee got pushed to the back of her mind and in no time she was dressed in her one piece french maid uniform and a neon green thong. He insisted on getting the tightest fit and perhaps a size or two smaller to accentuate her curves and flaunt it to the maximum possible extent. Today his idea was killing her. She had the one which was smallest in size and she had the herculean task to squeeze herself into the dress with an ever expanding bladder- which had now become a ticking time bomb. She almost died a hundred deaths before she could tighten the dress around her curves. A one piece meant she couldn't pee without taking her dress off and neither did Ronn allowed her waitresses to pee while at work.
She put on her best smile as she got down from the stairs leaking as less as humanly possible in her condition. Ronnie was waiting outside the car and as soon as he saw her , he hugged her tight and gave her a peck.
"You look beautiful! More than ever!" Kelly blushed furiously as she experienced a mini orgasm.
Soon they were speeding to the club. Everytime his Porsche went over a bump or a pot hole Kelly would hold her breath and dig her claws into the seat. It was hardly a half an hour drive from her place but signals and traffic translated to an hour. An hour of pure agony, and pain. No where to hide, no chance to cross your legs and no question about grabbing your thing.
"God I hope I can hold it all night!" Ronnie murmured to himself. It caught her attention but didn't say anything. Soon they were in the club. Ronnie needed help to decorate the place , which meant climbing on a ladder and that too while in stilettos and staying still while doing the needful. Ronnie
was polite enough to offer her beers after beers to her. After one or two she knew that she didn't have anymore space left inside her bladder. She walked with her body slightly bent forward and her movements had become very stiff. She didn't leave any chance to give her pussy a quick squeeze everytime he went inside to fetch something or was not looking.
It was now 6pm in the evening and the hostess Audrey arrived in a wonder woman costume. It was so skimpy and so tight that even Kelly felt puny. Audrey looked flustered and Kelly who practically was holding her bursting bladder ever since she attended puberty could immediately read the signs - Audrey was BURSTING! All the other girls had started coming as well but no body was as desperate as Kelly who had been suppressing a pee worth 12 hours and drinks amounting to nearly 3 litres. On top of that she had to serve beers to every body through out the evening and pour it in glasses for them, flirt with them, click photos for them and what not! The poor girl just HAD to pee. All her friends were worried for her - they had never seen her fidget so openly inside the counter. One of them asked her if she would like to have a break and sneak behind the back door alley.
"In the middle of the alley with my naked bum . . no way. I will endure!
Just when she said that Audrey called her. She had some of her friends with her. 3 of were clearly in trouble. Kelly was shaky. Her legs could not be held apart by her. With great courage she went to Audrey's table and started pouring beer for their drinking contest. Merely seeing the froth of the beer and its color, she was going frenzy. To make her situation worse she was standing right in front of the AC with its full blast on her body. The skimpy dress did little to her comfort. Audre was so hooked to Kelly's wiggling ass that she went and hiked her skirt up to have a look at her tight green thong and taunted that they would turn darker in a while.
It was 100 % true as by then , Kelly had reached her limits. All the water, beer, juice that she had been drinking all day was residing in her tiny bladder. The volume was too mcuh for her bladder which could expand to 1.6 liter at max. Today it was subjected to more than 3 litres.
As they continued the clock struck midnight and the DJ began with the jam. It was so loud and sudden that Kelly got startled and in no time, her muscles failed. All the pent up pee that she had been compressing all day came out like a gusher for minutes on end. The puddle was huge but the relief was orgasmic. Only after the accident did Audrey let her go.
Her bladder got better of her will. She was helpless and walked out of the club to find herself a nearby public toilet to clean herself. On her way she greeted Aletta and Rex.
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Epilogue "
She was angry and yet happy , contended yet at unrest. She realized that she could
push her bladder harder if situation demands. So now she was going to train harder than before and defeat Audrey some day to avenge her insults and arrogance. To begin with she now got herself just a sponge to help her relieve herself , which meant lesser peeing and more holding till the sponge dried.
THE END!
Amazing! You are a wonderful writer. thanks for sharing this with us
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