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
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
