Just for New Boobs. . Part-2

After the revelation made by the reporter she felt as if her desperation rose to a new scale. She longingly looked at the door of the bathroom as the fullness of her bladder had started to become uncomfortable.

The party was almost over now and after a few more drinks the reported dropped her home. With so many drinks inside her bladder sloshing and pounding her insides the bulge in her abdomen had stretched the latex taut. She bid her good bye and hobbled towards the door. Her Mom was angry seeing her that she was again up with holding her pee.

"Why don't you just go to the toilet when you need it so bad?"

"I. . I. . am fine Mom. . "

"NO! YOU GO STRAIGHT TO THE BATHROOM NOW!"

She did plan to relieve herself normally for the next two days and then on the third day she could drink extra water and with a few diuretic pills she could be frantic enough to show to her donors that she didn't pee all the 3 days. She stripped off her tight sweaty latex suit and underwear and just sat on the bowl when her mobile buzzed. It was a mail from the admin

"Miss Stacy. Since our site is down with maintenance in the middle of your crowd funding operation of holding pee for an hour for every 10$, we urge you to keep holding for the next three days with a video evidence and minimum intake of half a gallon per day. This is to make sure that the donors do not think that you took a pee in between the 3 days. 

Please note that even in a single user raises a suspicion flag al the amount that has been collected yet will be refunded to their respective donors."

A chill went down her spine after she read that mail. Her bladder screamed for relief , her mother would get hell bent on forcing her to go to the bathroom at proper intervals. On the other hand she didn't want to miss the chance of upgrading to even bigger boobs. She was this close to relief but now she had to suppress all her bodily needs and appear calm. On top of that she had another challenge to solve. How was she going to flatten her bladder bulge without having to pee. She was squirming and pee dancing frantically since the bowl in front was already wreaking havoc on her bladder. She had too many things to focus on. 

With a hand shoved in her crotch and another at the wall seeking support her eyes fell on the laundry bag. It had one of her sports waist clincher. It was like a godsend for her. Since the option of cheating and peeing was ruled out and losing the significant amount of money she had accumulated just for the sake of peeing was not desirable. With great efforts she put on the waist clincher to the tightest notch possible to arrest further expansion of her bladder.

She was filming all of these in her tiny mobile cam and whispered into that.

"This is for you guys. Not a drop of relief. . Boobs over relief. . "

She then came out of the bathroom and soon changed into her loose onesie to conceal her waist clincher. But then one more problem arose. That was to behave normally as if she was empty and even play with her little cousins who were around for the entire week. With gallons of beer still being pumped inside her bladder, the clincher squishing her ever expanding bladder and with 3 more days of uncertainty she was in huge trouble. . .

Would she be able to make it?

Just for New Boobs. . Part-1

Her hands trembled as she lifted the spoon. Beads of perspiration formed on her forehead as she ate the spicy food. She didn't want to drink any more water but her tongue was on fire. She tried to appear as calm as she could sitting with an upright back, legs uncrossed and a constant smile on her face.

She chugged down a big glass of water to cool her burning tongue but then again something else happened. Her bladder screamed as the extra water hit it. She breathed sharply and grit her teeth to maintain her demeanour in front of her parents. She had taken a fake pee right before dinner so that her parents didn't get suspicious of her. And that also added to the pressure that she could absolutely not show any signs of desperation or even rush to the bathroom right after the dinner.

After ages the dinner finally came to an end and after a small talk she went to her bedroom upstairs which did not have any attached bathrooms to  it. She stripped down her clothes only to be in her tight little one piece latex underwear and thong which was a bit wet with sweat and of course small spurts of pee.

She logged into her fettlife account and lo! there were so many donations! She was a very popular fetish model though in her earlier days of modelling. Wanting to get even bigger boobs costing 4000$ in total she had an excellent idea. She had already saved 2000$ but for the rest she decided  to hold her pee for money! An hour more for each 10$ raised. 

It had been 36 hours already and only 500$ had been raised till then. Which meant she still had a loong way to go. Plus on top of that she also promised that if she raised all her 2000$ from the fundraiser she will go under the knife without using the bathroom and hold it till after the surgery.

The night was eerily silent, she was sweating profusely in her bed despite the AC at full blow. Her hand was shoved deep inside her crotch and squirming to keep all her load contained. She could heart he ticking of her clock, the noise of the AC, the unsettling silence and all of course the intense sensation in her bladder.

She had played this game earlier but at that time she had easily raised the money in just 3 days but this time the stakes were much MUCH HIGHER. And all of this dilemma was being streamed by her so that all her fans know that she is not cheating!

That night she somehow fell asleep and upon waking she found that there was an invitation from the Fettlife community. They even sent a cab for her and after a small breakfast she left for the party albeit with an even fuller and even sexier dress which of course wasn't able to hide the bulge of her bladder.

By the time she reached the party she was at 50 hours of hold which meant she had successfully held it for the 500$. She was now praying to her stars to give her strength for the next few days.

Just when she was contemplating on what was about to happen an interviewer approached her and began asking about her hold. But there was a catch after every question she had to chug a pint of local highly diuretic beer. And of course with every beer she would be donated with 20$. And then the interview began. After a good 15 questions she was red faced , and absolutely still, legs crossed in a preztel and shuddering. Everyone else around her was cheering for her and asking her to hang on! She looked at her phone and noted that she had raised 1000$.

50 more hours of hold with an already bursting bladder and now these 15 pints of diuretic beer. Just when the last question was asked. "Tell your fans how you manage your day to day life"

"Being a social holder is pretty difficult but very exciting" She began. "But going through the daily tasks are so damn difficult. y-you have to b-b-behave normally and and. . .wi-without letting anyone about how you are busrting for a pee. .T-then those tight dressed you have to put just to look sexy but they keep  . .squishing your bladder. And even at home. . Under those tight impractical latex lingerie I have to take fake pees to satisfy my familly members to avoid s-sus-suspicion . and then behave calm and c-composed.  silently suffer all night and go on about the next day without any hope of relief. "

"Going out with friends..  attending lectures . . doing dishes, . .gymming . .everything bec-becomes a challenge while holding such a full bladder. I have never ever peed more than once a day since puberty and that pays off I guess. . "

The interviewer then asked her if she was sure that she could last long enough to make it till the surgery! She looked at her mobile and all the amount she still needed to collect. All she could do was a very feeble nod. The insides of her muscles were too tired and kidneys pumped pee into her bladder at a furious rate. She wanted to scream "NOOOOOOO I HAVE TO PEE! but instead she squeaked "Y-Yes. . .I.. .I can . . I must!"

That's a long way to go then babe. . . said the interviewer and the drinking followed.
He whispered into her ears " I forgot to tell you the website is going to be down for routine maintenance for the weekend before you can begin your donations again. . "

Her eyes popped out of shock but now there was no turning back, The entire world has seen her accept the challenge. Could she really make it?

TO BE CONTINUED . . .

Heather Must Hold On. . .

Heather. . trembled and sweat profusely as she put on her latex thong. It was s few sizes too small and dug right into her skin. She then put on her one piece rubber leotard. it could barely contain her body and esp her bladder. It was huge. She was whimpering when Wonder woman yelled at her to be quick. Next came the heavy rubber suit with inbuilt heels of 8". Heather almost fell down while trying on stand on them. 

Wonder woman was losing her cool. Heather pleaded yo her that she had been putting off all her toilet breaks during the training. And that she must pee before being put inside the tight uniform. Wonder woman looked at her sternly and forced her to put the suit on. As if that was not enough next came a corset. A steel ribbed 18". Wonder woman (W.w) showed no mercy yo her and pulled it to maximum tightness. Heather was dying a thousand deaths silently praying to her stars to somehow give her strength to hold on. Her desperation rose to new scales when she was ready in her vacuum sealed rubber suit.

"Why does it have to be so tight and no zippers? "asked Heather with a strained voice and pee dancing.

W.w made her stand with her legs apart and firmly said. 

" Agent Heather. You are now a part of the Justice League. . and remember under my squad discipline is of utmost importance. You held it during you training . . so I suppose u have a good control over your unladylike needs. So it's settled that you won't be allowed to pee unless I allow you to"

Heather's eyes popped out in horror as her instructions fell into her ears 
"If you pee without my permission or try to remove the suit you will be removed from the JL. Your suit has a special camouflage which will make it transparent once you put on your normal clothes over it"

Saying this W.w asked her to follow her to the teleportation chamber. Heather was shocked to see that the seat on which W.w was seating had small wet spots and that there was a small trail of drops as W.w awkwardly walked ahead. W.w was beyond bursting and it was not surprising since her uniform was not designed to allow her to have any relief. 

Soon Heather was teleported her back to earth. Heather was now a Justice League agent who coiuld not tell anyone about it and could not even take a pee when needed. She was struggling to walk towards her home and just when she thought she could relax after reaching home the comms buzzed up!

It was W,w and to Heather's surprise she was weeping. Upon further discussion she came to know that the city had been hit by a villain called Pisser. She was making all the women in the city go incontinent and wet themselves. A chill went down her spine as she heard the terrible news. W.w gave her the charge to take down Pisser.

Heather could barely breath without leaking and now she was in charge to defeat the city from a villain who was making every other woman pee. Pisser cast her spell on Heather too but she stayed brave and clenched her muscles with all her will and power. She sustained all the blows and kicks on her bladder but she let not a drop escape. And after days of fighting and impossibly urgent need to pee Heather somehow defeated Pisser.

The police soon arrived albeit with wet pants and arrested Pisser. But as she was being dragged into the jail Pisser cursed Heather - That if she ever peed or even leaked again all the ladies in the city would become permanently incontinent. Heather could not believe her ears but kept trying to contain her ever growing load of boiling pee inside her tired and overworked bladder just for the sake of the women in the city. The government banished her from using the toilets, sealed all the toilets in her vicinity and kept her under monitoring 24*7 to make sure she drank the prescribed amount of liquid daily. Wonder woman tightened her corset even more to hide her bulge and sternly warned her never to piss again.

So now Heather is here fighting a losing battle against her bladder and every perverted male in the city trying to make her pee by buying her free drinks as a token of love. It's just been 15 days now Heather wonders how she would control her needs all her life drinking such a huge quantity of liquid everyday. . .


THE END. . .

The Couple Who Must Hold It - The Never Ending Marriage Ceremony - 3/3

Time almost came to a halt. She could hear the clock , the whizzing sound of the AC, and even her own heart beat. She prayed to the bladder fairy to give her strength to hold the flood inside her. Taking pity on her the Bladder Fairy arrived. Everything else around her blacked out.

"Thank heavens you are here angel . .I , . I need your help for the 2nd time. . " Wept Lexy trying to stand still but still shuddering. The Bladder fairy smiled at her and kissed her forehead.

"Isn't it what you wanted? A body you dreamt of. . a body exactly like you wanted. . An aura of your liking. ."

"I still do. . But my bladder is at its breaking point. I can feel it. Apart from my body I was doing all this for Ritz. I love that man He loves me a lot. For him I need to hold. I must hold. . I HAVE TO. But the pressure's unbearable with so much to drink and all this terrible diuretic. "

"Then hold it. . .Like you did till now. . "

"I want to. . but I am nearing the end of my tether. Please help me. I have abided by all the promises I made . .never said no to drinks, never leaked, never wet, never peed anywhere outside my bathroom, never told anyone about the secret. . I am begging you to help me. . Earlier I prayed you to gain my dream body ., , now I am begging you to give me strength so that I can have the man of my dreams. . "

The fairy smiled and her eyes gleamed.

"I then have two choices for you. . .

1. you can either go and relieve yourself as much as you need - which will obviously downsize your assets 

2. I can you give you twice the strength to hold making you twice as desperate and connecting him to your body. That is - everytime he drinks you will feel the effect but  everytime you pee even if its a trickle, he will wet himself.  And if he chooses to pee you will wet yourself instead. And in all conditions your body will downsize . . ."

Lexy couldn't believe her ears what she heard. On one head the temptation of being able to relieve partially was tempting but on the other hand she wanted to please Ritz. She wanted to hold for him like he wanted to. That was a tough choice to make. Her muscles throbbed as her pent up pee made way to her pee hole almost escaping when she made the choice. .

"I will take the second one. . . I am ready to hold it for him and be twice as desperate. . "

"That was a bold decision but I guess you didn't hear me properly - Your holding capacity and body is now linked with his system as well. If he lets go you will uncontrollably wet yourself and return to your original form Lexy. And this is the last spell I am casting which will not be reversed ever. . . "

Lexy nodded and soon she jolted back to reality. Surprisingly an hour was over and the officers were surprised to see that Lexy made through it without wetting herself. Ritz was called in for. However she was taken aback to find that Ritz looked panicked and was walking very stiffly. She knew even he hadn't use the toilets for over 4 days . Seeing his demeanour change in just an hour was shocking for her. He looked vulnerable. She was worried that if all of a sudden he decided to relieve himself  it would bring a chaos.

They held eachother tight and took baby steps towards the exit. On their way out they greedily longed to enter the restrooms and put an end to the mammoth hold. She bit her lips and looked at Ritz to see how he was coping. 

"No we can and will hold it. . " Whispered Ritz to encourage Lexy. Their bladders were exhausted and pained. Muscles had become weak and spasms occurred every now and then and threatened to burst open. 

"Please hold. . Please hold. . please hold. . "She kept repeating the mantra in her mind through out their way to the hotel. The journey was not easy thanks to the peak time traffic conditions and the full blown AC inside the cab. The diuretic liquid too was in full effect.

They reached the hotel by the evening and the staff greeted them with garlands and a big lemonade. Lexy was mortified. Unnecessary liquids were the last thing on her mind. Somehow staying hydrated would have been too much for her.

"I don't think I can drink that " she whispered.

"Nor can I" He nodded but to appear polite they accepted the drinks with smiles.

But after that they hurriedly retired to their room. Which obviously was a desperate mess. Lexy could barely stand or do anything except for to hold on for her love whereas Ritz was approaching his limits. Though he appeared calm but his body was slowly starting to betray him. Sudden shudders, tightly curled toes, rocking when sitting, sweating profusely - Lexy couldn't believe her eyes that even Ritz too needed to pee like she did and even show his needs so openly.

The night was slow but they made the most of it. Sex always helped them to keep holding and push harder. Morning dawned and the preparations began, their friends started arrived, the cake arrived, the bride and groom were taken inside by the hotel attendants for the dress up.

Lexy was again and again being scolded by the make up artist for not being able to sit still. She was annoyed that despite such a desperate situation Lexy didn't use the toilets. Finally the artist threatened to stop doing the work and tell everybody what she was doing. Lexy was hapless, her eyes floated with all the pee she had been holding. And as if that was not enough, Ritz's friends were making him drink wine like no tomorrow. Ritz had an amazing self control and would never lose his sense of judgement even after heavy drinking but his bladder was certainly losing its strength rapidly. And in turn with every gulp that he downed Lexy whimpered. It was a strange feeling down there and certainly not a present one. She could literally feel every drop that rushed into her bladder

After the make up they proceeded for the dress up. The make up artist was dumbfound to see how stunning Lexy's body was under the robe. She drooled over her body which was draped under a skin tight layer of latex to prevent the bulge of her swollen bladder from showing up. Obviously in the condition Lexy was in, even the latex didn't help. She asked again if Lexy wanted to use the toilets. Even the word toilet seemed devastating for her. Lexy shoved her hands in her crotch and simply asked the artist to help her get dressed. It took almost an hour to get her inside. It was needless to say the dress had to tight-laced to the extremes to compress her bladder. Lexy then had enough , she could not walk any more and stood still shuddering and sweating. Her sphincter was losing the battle 

She called Ritz for help. He was shocked to see her in such a state. 

"I really want to hold for you baby. . But if I move I will wet myself. . " Lexy squeaked in strain. He kissed her and took her in his arms and came down to the marriage hall. Everyone else thought that it was a romantic gesture and clapped for the couple. No one could even dream of the dire situation they were under. 

The priest noticed how badly they both were squirming. Before he began with the rituals he asked the couple one last time to relieve themselves. Once it started they would not be allowed to get up even for bathrooms. 

"Many foreign couples try this. . holding throughout the ceremony but fail. They make a disgrace. I suppose you are trying that too. . ." The priest sympathized

"Yes, we had been suppressing our needs for quite some time and its pretty bad right now. But we will relieve ourselves later, isn't it Lexy? " Ritz turned to Lexy hoping to find some motivation from her. . 

"Of course. . of course. .We will. . h. .hold it as long as it takes. . "

The priest sighed and began with the rituals. the entire time they both kept changing positions rocking back and forth. After painfully slow 3 hours, the ritual came to an end. They were now declared husband and wife by the priest. The couple indulged in a kiss which was more frantic than ever and both of them had their hands shoved in their crotches. The priest then explained them that for the next three days they would not be allowed to use the bathrooms at any cost and their intakes would be regulated by them.

Most couples would severely dehydrate themselves during the three days but the priest didn't want that to happen with Lexy and Ritz. Before they were finally taken to the room Ritz asked for something.

"Lexy I want to make a promise to you and want the same from you. . "

She eagerly nodded her head as she frantically pee danced right before the door of their suite.

"From now on, we will never discuss about our bathroom needs or whatever. We are two able adults who have held it this long and can surely hold as long as we need to . We will never ever talk about our bladders our toilets or relief. We simply hold it and behave as if everything is normal , ,just like with an empty bladder. . "

Lexy could barely understand what he said and simply agreed to it. Deep down she knew that if at all any one of them pees the other one was going to wet uncontrollably. But now it was too late.

The next 3 days , they spent on bed making love to eachother as anything else meant a wetting accident. Their bulges kept growing. They did every possible thing to ignore their gigantic swollen bladders and continued with their sex marathon as if everything was normal. 

Every fibre in her body was trying to push the monstrous gusher of 8 days but the strength she had from Bladder fairy helped her hang on and somehow contain her waters inside. When their 3 day stint ended everyone expected them to wet themselves right away. But to everyone's suprise they held on.

They took their flight home and 2 days later they touched down. They sped home. None of them uttered a word about toilets but somehow both of them knew their bladders would not be able to take the strain anymore.

No sooner did they reach home than Lexy pulled Ritz into the bathroom. They tore off eachother's clothes as they sank in the bath tub to make love like never before. They always avoided climaxing to keep going longer and longer and yet stay horny. But in the back of their minds they knew that they have held themselves far too long, far too tough.

They were now together, married, in the comfort of their own home and making love like never before. Each thrust of his pushed against her overflowing bladder and her G-Spot. She was going crazy. There was nowhere to let out the flood and no control to stop an impending climax.  Tightly embraced in eachother's arms their bladders collided into eachother with full force. 

They explored every inch of their bodies, caressed eachother as they inched closer and closer to an explosion. They shuddered , clawed the backs everytime their bladder sent an urgent wave to signal an out burst but they clenched their muscles tighter and kept on with their steamy session.

After ages when Lexy was at the end of her strength and exhausted beyond belief she whispered into his ears.

"I am . . having the time of my life. . .This . .lust, ecstasy, your togetherness and love for me means the world to me. . thank you for everything Ritz . . thank you .. I LOVE . . " Before his name escaped her lips her body could not take it any longer. The orgasm that she had been holding for so long finally erupted while he was still inside her throbbing and HARD.

She gasped for breath and dug her claws deeper into his back as her body shuddered and gushed out a mindblowing orgasm. He smiled at her as she drifted into a state of semi-consciousness. Love juice kept coming out for minutes and after that the inevitable happened, her bladder out burst too letting out a very thick and powerful torrent for several minutes. Her swollen bladder started deflating as the stream kept getting stronger and stronger. She had no idea of what was happening to her and was on a high. The couple now lied in a tub half filled with gallons of her steaming pent up pee.  

And just when her torrent stopped Ritz climaxed. He too shot loads like a shot gun fire and kept going and it was not long before he uncontrollably started gushing out a torrent like a fire hose. 12 days was too long even for his super strong bladder and finally it could not hold back the flood just like the Bladder Fairy suggested.

The tub was now brimming with their liquids as they both drifted into a high in eachothers' arms. But something strange happened. 

When they opened their eyes they were shocked. Lexy had returned to her original form. the cat was now out of the bag. She was embarrassed  and she didn't know how to look into his eyes. Her long held secret was now exposed. But when she somehow mustered courage to look at him she received the rudest shock of her life. In front of her there was a thin man just like her - skinny and underweight.

It was Ritz but her first love from her high school who she made love with when they were younger. A bright smile lit up their faces.

"WHY! Do you think you are the only one who the Bladder Fairy had blessed. ." Ritz winked at her and then they burst into laughter, pulling into round two of love making. . 

THE END. . .

The Couple Who Must Hold It - The Never Ending Marriage Ceremony - Part 2/3

The plane was going through turbulent airs when it started shaking. Her hands flew down to hold her crotch and from the corner of her eyes she saw the air hostess who was serving them.

A while ago she had told Lexy that she had been putting off her bathroom break for more than 30 hours and she could burst any moment. She appeared to be frozen and legs crossed tightly. And in a split second a small spurt escaped her from her pee hole into her tight little uniform skirt. Before it got worse she smiled and disappeared into the crew cabin. Every passenger in the aisle was shocked to see her in such a desperate state. Only if they knew that the airlines didn't allow the staff to use toilets while on duty. Ritz looked at the air hostess and then at Lexy who was sweating profusely now trying to prevent herself from bursting..

Lexy imagined herself in the situation. Her mind was clouded with the thoughts of what  would happen if she failed to hold , if she couldn't control herself, if Ritz found out about the truth, if the blessing had become a curse. All these thoughts made her more and more restless.

Ritz comforted her and asked if she would be able to hold it till the end of the flight or not.

"I don't know, I am absolutely bursting . . I have never held it this long. I am loving every second of it but my bladder. . .it is tired and overfilled" Lexy whispered.

"I understand I am going through the same. . But I would love it if you could somehow find strength and keep holding it. .. . FOREVER. .  "

There was a twinkle in her eyes as she listened to his words. As much as her bladder screamed for a release the more she wanted to be able to fulfil his wishes and be in control of the situation just like Ritz. All the drinks she had were being pumped at a furious rate into her bladder which kept stretching to accommodate. Albeit the only advantage of it was that her figure kept growing sexier and curvier just like she dreamt of.

"I will hold it then.. . Just be with me . ." Ritz smiled at her and offered her another glass of wine and offered her to take the seat next to the window. He didn't want her to even see the sign of the washroom and get anxious.

After a few painfully slow hours the flight landed soon. Lexy had been away from the toilets for nearly 4 days. The walk from the gate to the customs seemed to go on for ever and with every step she felt that her pee was nearing her pee hole.

Her red latex dress could barely contain her ever growing boobs. Ritz gave her his jacket and held her tight as they made their way to the customs. There were two separate lines for men and women. While Ritz joined the men's line Lexy joined the ones for the ladies. While he was absolutely composed Lexy was his polar opposite. She clutched the hem of her tiny dress in anticipation of the long queue. On several instances she would squat down on pretending to adjust her heels and find some strength to hold .

A few ladies in the line even proposed her to take to the nearest toilets. But they were shocked when she politely refused saying that she could hold it. Clearly that was a lie because at even she was unsure how much more could her bladder endure the agony. After a few hours when it was her turn she had to hold her breath to behave properly in front of the officers and seeing her body language they suspected that something was wrong.

She was nervous and her heart was beating rapidly. the officer pressed the scanned hard against her swollen bladder which made her groan and cross her legs. They got even more suspicious and took her to the interrogation room.She was not even allowed to have Ritz with her. 

"DO NOT MOVE!" A stern announcement from the cop who entered the room scared her white. In the split second when the door opened she could see the symbol of the ladies washroom just next to it. Her thoughts wandered to the feelings of how wonderful it would be to let go of the liters of pee she had been holding. No matter of crotch grabbing or leg crossing was helping her and no sitting position comforted her throbbing bladder

"We suspect that you had been carrying some illegal drugs inside your body." Began the officer "DAMMIT JUST SIT STRAIGHT!"

"No officer I am not." She was almost weeping

"Everyone says the same in the beginning but the kind of nervous body language you have it could very well be the opposite. Small packets of drugs which are generally sewn into the body does cause some discomfort and hence. . YOU WILL HAVE TO DRINK THIS"

A chill went down her spine seeing that tall glass of blue liquid. The officer explained that the liquid makes the drug bearer puke if there's drug inside his/her system. and if not the person has to pee several times in an hour and the liquid gets drained. It was just an extremely powerful diuretic known to make anyone pee in minutes.

She begged the officer to not force her but he didn't budge. 

"I have not allowed myself to relieve myself for very long officer and hence I am so fidgety. That's it. I don't want to wet myself here. Pleaaase. ."

"Though your swollen bladder looks like you are holding a lot of water but that's not our problem. JUST DRINK IT or we will get you arrested on the charges of carrying.

Lexy was hapless. Closing her eyes she prayed to the bladder fairy to give her strength to hold it as she chugged down the entire liter of blue diuretic liquid. She could feel every drop of the liquid hitting her bladder as her desperation scaled to new heights. Her boobs grew bigger and bigger with every gulp. The latex could not stretch anymore and snapped. Her sweaty boobs popped out suddenly. Fortunately she was under a jacket. That drink was so salty that she had to ask for another liter of water.

"GOOD ! Now we wait for an hour to see how your body reacts to the drugs you are hiding. . . And yes you WILL NOT MOVE an inch or else. . " The officer made her stand in a corner and and left the room. . .

TO BE CONTINUED . . . 

The Couple Who Must Hold It - The Never Ending Marriage Ceremony - Part 1/3

Warning: This story contains graphic illustrations of breast expansion or boob growth. if you are offended by this please leave the page.

A year passed by Lexy and Ritz were now the best crew and in the airlines and albeit the best holders. She always impressed him with her impressive holding abilities, her sense of responsibility esp when it came to skipping her rarest chances of relief and ahem - her magically expanding boobs and striking figure. And most importantly - in every situation Lexy would stick to Ritz be it in professional sphere or their personal lives.

After serving to 6 consecutive flights meant for a massive evacuation from the middle east, Ritz and Lexy both were nearly half dead with tiredness and of course their bladders overfilled and overstretched like never before. Ritz was used to the pangs his bladders sent but he had mastered the art of holding it for days but for poor Lexy it was totally different. She had never crossed the 2 days mark before. She could not manage to even part her legs without having to hold her breath. And everytime she got back into the crew corridor she would squat down with her hands shoved into her crotch.

Ritz even proposed her to take rest and let him do the rest but she stood up firm and said,

"As long as you are with me, I will be fine and dry"

That was the line that made Ritz decide that she was the one. Soon after the flight ended Ritz proposed her in the middle of the airport. The on-goers were stunned and so was the crew when they saw Ritz kneeled down in front of her proposing. It was sudden and least expected by Lexy. She was all wet down there and not because of pee.

Lexy had once told Ritz that she wanted to visit there. So when he told her about his plans of their destination wedding to Indonesia she jumped with joy. But they were to fly the next day itself so Lexy knew she would not be able to relieve herself provided that she had grown so large and extremely curvaceous with the already two days of holding. And getting to that point in a day would not be possible. 

She was in dilemma but had no choice but accept that she would have to hold it in forever as she could not risk Ritz see her in her original anorexic form. 

She was more than willing to bear a troubled , tortured and over worked bladder rather than losing her husband and of course that killer body of hers. Truth be told she knew that holding on forever was an impossible task but at the same time she knew that peeing too could lead to a disaster. Completely clueless about her future she was scared and aroused at the same time.

So the next day, Ritz and Lexy took their flight to Indonesia - both having not relieved themselves for nearly 3 days. She put on a little red latex dress and heels for the flight. Yes, they were massively uncomfortable but only latex could stretch around her ever expanding boobs and bladder. Ritz drooling over her was a Brownie point for her.

Ritz had booked the business class seats for themselves and they could have an entire cabin to their privacy and naughty little games. Lexy had to cling on to Ritz all the time to be able to walk properly in those 7" heels and remain dry.

Food and drinks were free and were served to them to no limits despite being an 12 hour long flight. She had always dreamt of travelling in business class and Ritz fulfilled that too and with the destination wedding lined up ahead she was so excited that she drank all she could without a care in the world.

But all hell broke loose when Ritz told her a peculiarly interesting thing about weddings in Indonesia. According the rituals and beliefs there, a newly married couple is not allowed to have any bathroom breaks for three days after marriage no matter what. If failed at it , it would bring bad luck to their family.

Lexy's eyes popped out in horror and she kept the beer aside . . .and hoped to somehow make some more room in her bladder. . .

The Couple Who Must Hold It - Flight-ful of pee - The Finale!

The flight touched the ground. Kati, the co-captain, and Lexy were seeing stars in broad day light. The landing was a bit rough and for any other normal girl holding even a quarter of what they were holding, it could have been an inevitable accident. But these girls stayed brave and held it in.

Lexy was challenged to prove her mettle. She had to go to the door and open it for the passengers. And be there bidding them adieu till all of them got down safely and the captain ordered the crew to alight the aircraft.

Lexy was scared to her bone but there was still more to come. She was not supposed to move her legs at all or bend forward. Her posture had to be absolutely still and she had to bear a smile on her face al the time. There were 300 odd passengers moving at a snail's pace. And each second dragged on like ages. Lexy was applying so much efforts that she was profusely sweating. Behind her wide smile she was gritting her teeth.

If anyone observed closely they could see her clenching her butt muscles, her thighs and her calves. But she stayed there without moving. There was just one passenger left now - Kati. She was no better than Lexy, nursing a compressed bladder under those tight PVC catsuit and corsets and tortured by the never ending urine production due to the diuretic. But she somehow maintained her composure.

Her costume designer tried to hurl her to move faster when Kati yelled,

"I am walking fast enough. .  You gotta make sure we stop by the ladies. I have some unfinished business to do." Her voice was strained.

Having overheard their quarrel one of the other crew members played a prank. She opened the door of the toilet and pressed the flush button thereby. And all of a sudden Lexy and Kati both were on the ground with their hands shoved in their crotches.

Just as they were giggling at it the co-captain came out. And to everyone's surprise she looked absolutely fine as if she had just emptied her bladder. Though clearly that was not the case. The waist band of her tiny skirt was stretched to its limits and she looked pregnant. There was dead silence in the cabin.

"Hey! You said she was twisted like a preztel and bursting ?" A crew girl whispered.

"I  swear she was! Wonder how she is managing to act" Another one replied.

"Mind your tongue! I am NOT bursting, NEVER DID, NEVER WILL unlike you stupid girls who shove their hands into the crotch at the slightest sound of the flush. Learn to hold it like a lady" The co-captain replied sternly.

Kati was awestruck by her fierce determination and was helped by her to get on her feet. Kati was personally escorted her to the ladies room and despite the reluctance of Kati's costume designer she insisted Kati to relieve herself. But Kati stopped her.

"Captain - to me it looks like you need it way more than me?" Despite the co-captain's calm demeanour Kati could read the subtle hints that the co-captain was at her absolute limits.

"True! After more than 2 days of resisting the call of nature any lady would need a relief. Sadly I too want to pee more than anything else in this world. But my professional ethics do not allow me to enjoy such privileges when on duty so I would rather hold it till I get back home - tomorrow." The co-captain replied with strained voice.

"I am mighty impressed Captain." Replied Kati "And to honour you I will not let myself have any relief myself" Saying this they hugged eachother and came out of the ladies room. They were dumbstruck to find that all the crew girls were at the door hoping to hear some big splashing noises from the bowls.

"WHAT? Did you really expect to hear a torrent? We were not in there for a pee. . "Kati yelled at them and left for her show albeit walking much more confidently as she could manage with her ever growing bladder. 

"In your dreams girls, in your dream. . ." The co-captain snarled. "It would be better if you could focus all this energy into holding." 

After the captain left, all the girls rushed inside the ladies to relieve their tired bladders except Lexy.

"Girl, don't try to compete with me. Just go an empty that tiny bladder. I don't want any crew girl wetting in front of the staff."

Lexy had enough of her arrogance.

"I can hold it Ma'am . . .Longer than , you can imagine. And I bet this is going to be your last flight."

. . . . . . .

A day later the media was flooded with news of Kati wetting herself during her performance with a 6 minutes long gusher flooding the dias. And on the other hand, the co-captain despite her loud words failed to get off the plane with dry undies. She tried her best to stem the flow but she left a huge trickle behind as she rushed to the ladies room and upon coming out she was handed over her warning letter.

That left Lexy as the winner. She was on cloud nine having defeated the arrogant co-captain and proving to Ritz that she deserved to be in the tanker league. Her dream of having boobs so big that her shirt would rip off, too came true - thanks to the blessing of the Bladder Fairy because of which her boobs grew tremendously over night with all those gallons of water she was forced to drink on the return flight. But after all that she now absolutely needed to pee - 39 hours was a long time even for her.

"My place or yours?" Ritz whispered in her ears. Lexy started wetting herself in the other sense.

"I will not be able to hold it any more. . .Will wet if I move. . ."

"Don't worry I won't give you time for that. . ." 

Ritz took her in his arms and drove to her place. And began their holding cum sex marathon. . Lexy was in a trance. The pain of holding never felt so good . . .

THE END. . .