My Superwife - The Secret of the Ladies!

This story is going to be in first person view of Aletta!

"Dear Diary,
I chose not to go office today. Rex dropped me back at my place. I feel so embarrassed and yet to good about the accident today. I still can't believe I blurted out about full bladder sex! How could I! DANG I should have been brave and not given in to the demands of my tiny bladder. 

May be a full bladder is as good as getting drunk! I have never held my waters for an entire day before. My bladder burnt literally BURNT all through the night. I have no clue how I fell asleep and for that matter how he fell asleep. I could read the signs of his body. He was in worse pain than me but he bravely fought it. I BELIEVE HE IS THE ONE WHO CAN BE MY KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR!

I soooo wish I could get rid of my pee-shyness and toilet-scare problem. I wish I could tell them the truth that at BladderRox, I do not fall under the strong bladder group but the weak ones and have been taking bladder strengthening pills only. i wish I could tell them that I need to pee every 3-4 hours and not 6-8 hours. I wish I could pee freely when I wanted to not for convenience. I wish I could be the master of my own bladder and not have to empty myself in such a disgraceful manner everyday, not depend on my close ones to help me void. I want to hold it , hold it like Rex, like Audrey and even like my Mom , like my sister - Sophie!

I want to be his Bladder Queen! And for that matter be Bladder Queen of every one around me.. 

TILL NEXT TIME DIARY!"

Thank goodness I closed the diary before Sophie arrived. She gets nosy at times. And look at her, she is all sweaty. Probably due to a long morning jog.

"Hey Sophie! The bathroom's right down the stairs . Just go and empty yourself!"

"Why Alee? I am fine, its not that bad . . kind of"

"Kind of?" I suspected.  

"Alright it is getting bad." I figured she must have drunk a lot before bed. But Soph was a fighter. When she took off those too tight yoga pants I saw the bulge in her bladder. But she remained non-nonchalant about it. It always surprised me despite living with her all my life. I had never seen her desperate or use the toilet. 

To be honest I was always jealous of Soph holding her waters all the time with such ease. Running a fashion outlet was not an easy job especially when you convert the toilets at the back into a store room to save money.

She went in for a bath, came out in a short while. I didn't hear flush the WC. 

"Why don't you just pee when you can? You have to spend an entire day at the outlet without any facilities?" I was getting annoyed and jealousy was taking a toll.

Sophie laughed at that. Being my elder sis she knew my weakness, she hugged me tight.

"I do it because I can and I want to!"

"But why would you not want to? Here I struggle with my problems everyday and pray to be able to make it through the day dry and you on the other hand do not make use of the privileges that you are entitled with. What an irony!"

Sophie kissed me and whispered in my ears.

"I will show you how I do it. But first help me squeeze into these leathers?"

"Why leather?"

"Because they make me look sexy! And they are tight!"

"TIGHT You say! They barely stretch! Will you be comfortable?"

"Alee enough! You know we both never dress for comfort - style is what matters! And for the record - These leathers don't stretch. That's why I wear them. They don't show any unwanted bulges. If you know what I mean"

"Where will your bulge go then? Are you really comfortable - holding it all day? Not being able to relieve yourself even when you are at the end of tether? The rush down there always. the dull ache, the throbbing? Its unbelievable how you can be comfortable holding your pee all day and that too wearing something that squeezes your belly to an inch of your life!Look at you, you already have such a big bulge. I would have been half dead had I been in your place!"

She hardly paid heed to what I was saying. She forcibly squeezed herself into those leathers except she was not able to button them up. The band of her thong showed right above the waist band. She struggled with it but in vain. 

"See! Thats's what I am talking about. You have no room for your bladder to expand!"

Sophie was angry. She gave a stern look at me and with inhuman efforts she buttoned them up. She froze for a minute but her hands never flew down to her crotch. Instead she just lazily crossed her legs and kept her hands on her hips. Trying to accept the new pressure.

"Not comfortable? Wanna change?" I teased her.

Sophie took a deep breath and sat beside me which obviously increased the pressure on her bladder.

"Alee ! Baby listen to me. After drinking nearly half a gallon over the night and not emptying yourself in the morning - do you really think I will be comfortable? I still have an entire day to spend. the leathers don't give me any room. I don't know if I can manage it till the end of day. It scares me too. I too get desperate , I too feel that I might not survive the next wave but somehow I do. In fact its very bothersome. . . 

By the time I return home from jogging I am already very very irritated by the rising pressure. Then the bathe - it is absolute torture but I fight it. Then I go to the stores, spend all day attending to those wannabe bimbos and barbies and have to stand all day in these tight numbers, in stilettos and smile to the customers while suppressing the needs of my body - to void. I come home, make dinner, watch TV, do the dishes and then bathe - all the time when its the pressure inside me has risen like anything. On top of that I again take a bath and then go to bed, still unrelieved, still aching for a relief! I leak at times but that's OK. I too have got limits. I try to push them every day though. . . 

Now tell me, if a girl has to go through this everyday, constantly battle her growing needs all day - do you really REALLY think I will be comfortable. Like every other girl who has to hold her pee everyday for one reason or the other, be it for a short while or for days - I too get desperate, FRANTIC is the right word. Its just that I am good at hiding it. I know showing it or whimpering about it will get me nowhere. So I accept the pain and suffer silently. You ask me if I feel comfortable - NO ! I DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE! All this is very VERY UNCOMFORTABLE. Even now I need to pee very urgently but I will put it off obviously and you will never be able to tell the difference if I am empty or at the verge of wetting myself! Why if you ask - Because I know I can hold my pee till its convenient!"

I was stunned. I never looked at her with so much respect. It was as if she was motivating me to realise that holding pee is a way of life. Before I could say anything I saw that Mom had arrived already and was listening to Soph so intently. She looked flustered and the bulge in her bladder was massive indicating that she had not used the toilets in very long time. 

"I knew my daughter will be as strong as me someday. I am proud of you Sophie. At least one of my daughters has realized the power of having control on your body. But know that if you ever feel like going to the toilet or under the weather just rush to the toilets, a little bit of cheating is allowed." She winked at us.

"Mom!" Soph hushed her. " You are not supposed to cheat!"

"Oh I know, but at times when my bladder threatens to blow up I feel like giving up, but that's ok. Every woman does at some point in her life." She sat close to me and hugged me tight. I could feel her rock solid bladder being squished against me. I wonder why her dam didn't burst yet.

"I know Alee you don't like the way things are for your bladder department. It hurts me to know that you are extremely pee shy and except for a few people like us you never open up to anybody else. I know you are not endowed with a hollow bladder like Sophie or me. And I still regret having taken you for that movie when you were young. I could never fathom that the toilet monster scene would affect you so badly. Its very disheartening to know that you can't pee when you are alone and even when there are people around you. 

It means that you just cannot pee all your life if you don't have your closed ones around you. Just know that we are still with you - its nothing to be ashamed of. We will help you void whenever you want to - be it behind a bush, or in a bucket or in the toilet in our presence only. You may or may not be able to trust anyone to help you in future to be with you in the toilet with you to comfort you. And I believe that you will surpass all of us one day and be able to hold your waters. You will be so strong that the psychological barriers won't matter to you at all . . "

I could only smile and whisper.

"Mom tell me honestly. Since my childhood I have never seen you go to the toilet? Even now, it looks as if you cannot contain yourself anymore. What keeps you motivated to not use the toilet? Don't you want to pee?"

"I am a nurse honey! I am not supposed to pee. But that's impossible I know. I and your sister have a secret. We both void ever so rarely but we never talk about that, we never let each other know about that. Hence you will never see us going to the toilet. And as far as my need to pee is concerned. I AM ALWAYS BURSTING . . SOON YOU WILL BE TOO "

Sophie's phone buzzed and upon reading the text she was furious.

"Did you wet yourself at Giz's place in the morning!" Soph screamed at me. I couldn't look her in the eyes.

"Calm down honey, she must have been bursting! Take her to the stores today and show her how we live all day. Be sure to drink extra today and give her an idea of how it is to be like at the verge of wetting. Alee needs some inspiration. . ."

Volume 2 coming soon. . .

The Waiting Waitress!

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.

"Shit shit shit ! I am so so-sorry! I will be right back Ma'am" the waitress kept the barrel on the table and turned to leave. Just then Audrey got hold of her hands!  She threatened to make a complain to the owner which would mean losing her job as well as her repute in front of her crush - Ronnie! Kelly kept on trying to convince Audrey to let go but in vain. 

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!

My Superwife - New found love!

Aletta's nervousness was pretty evident and Audrey chose not to wait for her answer. She signalled a bouncer and in no time 3 hefty bouncers came and tied 64 ounces beer jugs on our hands using duct tapes.

"No no no no no noooooooooo!" Aletta yelped but the tapes were secure and soon a waitress came and poured beer into the jugs. 

"I can't drink this! Please. . ..Nooooo!"

"YOU WILL MISS! NO SPILLAGE, NO THROWING AND NO GLASS BREAKING! ELSE WE WILL SQUEAL YOUR TINY ASS!" A bouncer warned.

"Careful with your words knucklehead! " I backfired " Don't mess with my girl!" He was taken aback but didn't say anything and left us alone.

The waitress herself was frantic. The full blast of AC and the tiny French maid uniform didn't make her life any easier.

"Looks like YOUR GIRL has got company" Audrey taunted. She obviously couldn't tolerate that I was such a staunch supported of Aletta's.

"They don't let the waitresses use the toilets. Meaning we have to last somewhere between 8 to 10 hours daily without a relief." The waitress just couldn't stop wiggling.

"That must be EASYYY honey! Trust me you don't even know what being desperate actually feels like" Giz taunted.

"Ma'am for someone who has the luxury to sit in the chair with her leg crossed tight like a preztel should not talk about being desperate."

"Calm down babe! I like the color of your undies. . NEON GREEN, quite flashy under than tiny black skirt" Audrey hiked her skirt up naughtily."Looks as if its gonna cut through your skin. TIGHT!".

"VERY TIGHT! It doesn't come off easily. . . " The waitress blushed.

"But its such a pity that it will turn darker in a short while. . "Audrey pointed to the spurts that the waitress kept leaking. The pressure was so intense for the waitress that she didn't even realize when she started to leak. Aletta turned her eyes away. She couldn't bear the sight of someone leaking. It made her needs go 100 times worse.

"Shit shit shit ! I am so so-sorry! I will be right back Ma'am" the waitress kept the barrel on the table and turned to leave. Just then Audrey got hold of her hands! 

"NO HONEY! you stay here and pour us the beer. "

"Ma'am, it will just take two minutes, I will send another girl to attend you guys!"

"No you said they don't let your girls pee, where would you go?" 

"I will see what . . ."

"Shhh! You stay with us and hold your waters. If you walk away we will tell your manager that you refused to serve us - You lose your job! If you wet yourself - we still raise a complaint about misbehaviour and you lose your job" Giz warned

"Ma'am, I am really sorry about the comments. I will tend to you but just allow me to attend the urgent call"

"NO! Serve the beer!" Giz was adamant.

The poor waitress was in such a pitiable state that she could not argue any longer. She crossed her leg as tight as she could possibly do. Her heels were far too high to help her balance properly. She kept fighting the waves as best as she could, but spurts escaped here and there. After the first two beers combined with the state of the waitress Aletta was about to give up.

The waitress by then was squatting with her hands shoved in her crotch hanging for her dear life, dear job. Aletta as was about to get up from the table when Audrey stopped her. The game would continue till the hostess declared it to be stopped. Aletta's eyes popped in horror. We continued to drink but just after just 2 more forced beers she was drenched with sweat and her outfit threatened to rip apart.

"I accept defeat . . .I cannot contain it much longer. let me go please." Tears rolled down her cheek.

"Yes, please let us go!" The waitress added.

"Awwww ! Two little school girls pleading for a little pee pee!" Audrey poked fun at the duo. "Would you like to join them Giz?"

"HELL NO! I am not moving from here till you wet yourself"

"In your dreams!" Audrey rolled her eyes as if she was immune to peeing. Her body language suggested otherwise.

In the middle of the all the heated discussion we forgot to note that the clock had struck midnight which meant the final jam session would begin. And so it did, without any warning. The DJ played the music with such a loud start that it startled the waitress and before she could react her floodgates burst open and in no time a huge puddle formed beneath her. And MAN! She was desperate, she went on and on for minutes with full gusher. All the hissing sound made the girls and me so frantic but we were suppressing it for the sake of our pride. I could see Giz and Audrey, gritting their teeth and clenching their butts but making no moves to fidget or grab their crotch. They were indeed best at their game of holding. Howvere that was not the case was not the same for Aletta. 

She had enough. So much that she tore open the duct tape with her teeth and hobbled towards the exit. I followed the suit and left for her and left to attend to Aletta. 

"Yeah ! You two leave, we will fill ourselves like real ladies!" Giz shouted behind us. I failed to notice that the waitress followed me too. Once out there was no more drama , no more show off. Aletta sat on the exit stairs with legs double crossed and her hands tightly gripping her thing.  

"Your girl holds bravely. She is very strong! " The waitress commented and sat besides us."Do you think you can walk to the toilets with me?"

"No! I can't . . can't use the toilets here." Aletta resisted.

"But why?" 

"I just can't . . ." Aletta was weeping by now. " I don't use public toilets"

"Its okay. . at times. you can use this one time."

"Noooo! Don't say that it makes my need go even worse" Aletta leaned onto my chest shuddering and sweating while I covered her with my cape. My bladder was on fire too. But I didn't want her to think that I was losing the game as well. But to be honest I could have flooded the entire town. 24 hours successfully held without any single leakage. That was achievement in itself. 

"Can I take you home? " I offered.

"PLEEEEEEEASE!"

I looked for the keys but no avail. Then it dawned upon me that I had left the keys on the table inside. I immediately sent a text to Giz asking her to bring the keys to us but she refused. 

"I am busy filling my bladder and enjoying the hold. If you guys are still dry . . wait for us till the morning. "

Aletta snatched the phone from my hand and dialled Giz. 

"Please come out Giz . .I am dying to pee. Need your help. You know the drill right?"

"Forget it Aletta! I always helped you when you needed it. I asked you to hold for just one night and what you do is walk out at the mere sight of a girl wetting herself. I am never going to help you and your silly bladder needs again. Good luck!"

Giz hung up the phone! 

The only way out was to take a cab home. But Aletta didn't have the keys to her place as her mother was in nursing night shift she recalled suddenly. That brought to us the final option. I had to take Aletta to my place. She seemed reluctant about it but it was better to be in the comfort of a couch than sitting on the cold concrete.

Soon we were in the cab speeding home. All the bumps and undulations of the road were hitting our bladders hard. She didn't utter a word all the time we were in the cab. Her inhuman efforts and intense concentration somehow kept any more pee from leaking. And here I was , my latex briefs and the heavy rubber bat suit compressed my bladder to an inch of its life. I was in agony and my entire lower half seemed to be under a press forcing at full power. I HAD TO PEE!

By the time we reached home it was 3AM. 27 hours without a pee and Aletta was at 18 hours. The moment Aletta put her legs out to get out of the cab, she shot a huge spurt. So much that it splattered around from the insides of her multiple latex layers. I could hear a sloshing sound every time she moved. By a rough estimate she would have released nearly 200ml in that single jet. Such was the intense pressure our bladders were coping with.

I expected her to rush to the bathroom once I unlocked the doors but instead she crashed on the couch with her hands in her crotch. With tears in her eyes, she asked me if I could help her get out of the dress. I obliged. I was in heaven, my bladder screamed for releif while I was having a raging hard on! It took us a while to realize that due to her massively swollen bladder the zips and the knots could not be opened. At the end I decided to cut her out of the dress. But even then she didn't make a move towards the toilet and decide to keep her tight latex thongs on. And how can I forget her boobs. I mean BOOBS. . .I MEAN BOOOOOOOOOOOBS! They seemed to be even bigger than how it looked under the tightly restrictive outfit. For a girl with such a thin frame, she chose to get extreme implants and they way they bounced. That was the best Valentine's I ever spent.

"Its okay to go now!" I whispered to her.

"I WANT TO BUT I WON'T! I have never held it for this long ever" Aletta cried and collapsed into my arms.

"Why what's the matter?"

"I. .I dont know why but I can't use anyone else's toilet. . .I just use mine at home or Giz's" 

"From today on you can use mine too" I found her reason absurd and irrational but she remained adamant."How long do you think you can wait for?"

"Take me to Giz's place tomorrow morning, I will use her toilet and then we will go to office"

"Are you sure she is going to let you use hers?"

"Oh of course! She is a darling. Don't worry."

"I am worried for you."

"I will hold it . . Somehow . . . " 

I gave her one of my shirts and boxers to put on. And set the room for heating. Soon I found  that she was in a state of semi sleep. Thanks to the relaxant I mixed in the cup of water I gave to her. She kept moaning and shuddering through out the night though. She was dreaming of being frantically being desperate for a pee I was sure.

The clock ticked 9AM now. The alarm went off, immediately my hands flew down to my crotch. I was just 3 hours from my target. One pee every 36 hours. My bladder bulged obscenely and somehow in the night my bladder got adjusted with the extreme pressure of the pent up pee. I could now hold it without having to grab my thing. I walked to Aletta in the next room and woke her up.

But things had become 100 times worse.  

"TAKE ME TO GIZ NOW! WE HAVE NO TIME!"

"Not even breakfast?" I asked innocently.

"I WILL FLOOD THE CARPET! Please. . ." My eyes then fell on her crotch and there was a large wet patch there. She leaked through out the night and looked pregnant with twins. And with leaks kept escaping with every breath of hers

Soon we rushed to Giz's place. Aletta upon reaching kept ringing the door bell like no tomorrow. She was nearly pulling her hair out of sheer agony and leaked like anything. Anticipation of being so close to relief, her bladder went frenzy. She took absurdly long time to open the door. 

My jaws dropped to the floor when I saw Giz . She looked way worse than Aletta. I estimated that the Audrey and Giz continued to drink till the morning even after we left and had not allowed herself a break yet

"Giz take me to the bathroom now! PLEASE!"

"Are .. are you nuts! I myself haven't allowed myself a relief over the last 2 days and the bathroom's broken. YOU KNOW EVERYTHING GODDAMN! And I told you clearly I won't let you use my toilet ever. You left me alone with that bitch last night and now she has challenged me to hold it till the evening when we will go to her friend's place . "

"I WILL DIE OR BURST OR I DON'T KNOW! PLEASE I AM BEGGING YOU LET ME USE THE TOILET!" Aletta was crying literally. " I cant wait another second!"

"NO MEANS NO! Get your clothes and go to your office. The only way you can win my trust is to keep holding till the dinner and then I might reinstate your peeing rights.

They kept arguing for some more time. But no conclusion could be reached until Giz pushed Aletta away when she tried walking past her to use the broken bathroom and hit her bladder hard! That was it! The moment of truth, Aletta's overworked and tired muscles finally gave up! All the pent up pee, the liters of pee and beer gushed out in an inch thick torrent with full force for 2 minutes straight. No efforts of Aletta could stem the flow , it was so strong that the splattering from the floor hit the ceiling.

Giz screamed and hobbled inside her bedroom "Get your belongings and get lost Aletta!" She yelled loudly and threw away her clothes and bags out. But both me and Aletta were oblivious to that. My eyes were fixated on her torrent of pee and my own pressing need to pee

After a long hard gusher she collapsed and fell into my arms. Sweating, panting but HAPPY!

"LOVED THE RELIEF! I HAD A MIND SHATTERING ORGASM! Had I mustered up some courage last night I could have asked you to have full bladder sex with me till I was half dead with such a powerful orgams back there itself. . ."

I wasted no time and planted a kiss on her lips. She responded back with such passion that I could have climaxed there itself. We were in LOVE, a love found in a puddle of hot boiling pee. . . 


THE END.
Vol.2 Coming soon. . . 

My Superwife - AJ meets AJ!

Never in my life had I seen so desperate to pee. Aletta took the seat next to me and I was asked to drive by Giz. When I strapped the seat belt tightly over Aletta's bladder she almost cried. Tears were brimming in her eyes.

I leaned closer and asked " Is it REALLY THAT BAD?"

Her expressions suggested that even opening her mouth for answering was too much to ask for. She was intensely focused on holding the litres of pee inside her somehow. I knew this was the only chance I had to impress her while still serving my ulterior motives. Thus I stepped in as a gentleman to rescue her.

"Before we go to the party, I suggest we go to my place and help Aletta out. She could really use a toilet"

"NO WAY!" Giz yelled from behind. "We are already running late Rex. A few more hours of holding should not hurt her. Besides there are OTHER reasons she still would not relieve herself." This raised my curiosity to the next level. I was trying to guess what 'OTHER REASONS' meant?

Aletta looked at me with hope. I felt like a superhero. I could give a leg to see Aletta pushing her limits but at the same time I was curious to see how much she was actually holding since the morning.

"If not my place may be we can go to her place and let her have some. . . "

"NO! Its on the other side of the city Rex!" Giz cut me out. "I don't understand why are you being so sympathetic about her bladder. She is a grown up girl and will keep her bladder corked up!"

I kept arguing with Giz about all the options we had. But Giz had enough. She glared at Aletta.

"ENOUGH OF THIS SHIT! AJ , you decide if you MUST pee. Because if you MUST you will be on your own from now on. If you're not ready for that just do as I say." 

Aletta almost wept there itself. Her face had turned bright red out of sheer pain and embarassment. She was fighting a losing battle. And finally she accepted defeat.

"Let it be Rex. She is right. . . I am a big girl. I must be able to wait. My bathroom needs should not become a reason for spoiling someone's fun. . ." tears rolled off her eyes.

"You REALLY sure? We will not be cutting short on our drinks till the morning"

"I. . I will manage s-somehow. . ." Tears finally rolled down her cheek. She rubbed them off and hobbled towards the car. I pretended as if I never saw the tear of desperation roll down.

"Why the fuck are you being so rude to her?" I yelled at Giz.

"You need not tell me how to behave with her. You barely know her. I am trying to fix a problem here. . .Gah! Let it be. Get in the car now!" Giz fired back at me and hopped into the car. I was furious at her. But my bladder was not in situation to let me do something crazy.

Over my years of experience, the way Aletta's bladder was sticking out of her tight outfit, and the very fact that even the seat belt strap failed to squeeze it out - I realized that she was not far from an accident. The inevitable was bound to happen and Aletta was well aware of it. I was in for a treat though. Seeing a girl as hot as Aletta desperate and then finally coming to know about her capacity was surely going to be surreal for me. 

My heart was racing, and I was breathing fast. Adrenaline rushed in my stomach as I drove off to the party, It was a bladderburst event meaning that Audrey would have made all the arrangements to make everyone wet themselves. As far as I knew her she would make every effort to hold it in throughout the night and could go to any lengths to prove her holding prowess. My bladder spasmed hard at that thought. So much that I nearly lost a spurt in my tight briefs.

By the time we reached the club it was 9 in the night. 21 hours had passed separating me from my last relief and nearly a gallon of liquid down with an additional dose of diuretics. Before I got down from the car, I gave my dick a tight squeeze when the girls were not looking. It was the last squeeze that I could afford without being a laughing stock. After I got down I went to the other door and helped Aletta get down. 

She was in a very fragile state. Her bladder seemed bigger and her boobs were almost bursting out of the tiny confinement. Those high stilletos of her made her legs tremble. She almost fell down till I grabbed her by her waist and helped her regain composure. But the damage was done, her floodgates finally opened and a few spurts escaped. Due to her multi layered latex undies and outfit , only a small trickle ran down her legs, but most of it remained sealed inside. 

"I am  .. I am leaking. . " She cried and squat down shoving her hands in her crotch.

"For God sake AJ! I haven't held it this long just to see you wet yourself . . We haven't even entered the party. I am not leaving till I defeat Audrey. The last time she humiliated me like anything.. . ." Giz shouted and left towards the pub angrily. Perhaps the tight costume and the discomfort of an overfilled bladder was making her irate.

"You have such beautiful eyes Aletta! . . Deep and green!" Words of appreciation flew from my mouth as I tried to pacify her.

"TH . .Thanks. . " She blushed and rubbed the tears off her face. "No guy could ever go past my . umm. . my cleavage. ."

"I don't blame them. But I know that my eyes are meant to look into yours and our bodies can do the rest themselves. . " I replied instantly and made her laugh.

"Ouch! Don't make laugh. It hurts badly. . "

"We belong to the same boat Aletta. . . " I added. "Do you want me to find a toilet for you?"

"Oh! I reeeeeeally  . . have to g-go but I can't. ."

"But why?"

"I I can't pee just like that . . "

I looked perplexed. 

"I. . I mean, I can't get out of this dress without someone's help and it. . it would take almost an hour you know for all this. Besides Giz would be pissed off." 

"May be I can help. ." I winked at her.

"Not so fast big boy. . We will have time for that later. Now help me get inside." Her words were music to my ears. And I could sense massive tectonic movements down there. 

Once inside we were greeted with Audrey. She used to be my hottest crush in college days but things changed since I started earning. She was the one who was chasing me now. Squeezed in that tight latex Supergirl costume which revealed a generous amount of her skin and of course the bulge of her bladder, she approached me and hugged me tight. Her body movement seemed rigid and she made it known to me that she was holding a lot of pee. The obscene bulge of her bladder and her latex clad boobs squished against my body. I shuddered from head to toe and had to pull myself back to prevent myself from wetting. Though Audrey seemed to enjoy that and pushed herself further.


"Looks like someone's gotta use a toilet. . .Real bad!"

Aletta seemed to be a bit put off by that, I noticed.

"No he doesn't! He's Batman!" 

"Seems your muse tonight is pretty possesive about you." Audrey rolled her eyes. "Though you both look like you will flood the floor even before you down your first beer" 

"We all know what happened when we visited Katya,Audrey. . I hope your tiny latex skirt comes off real quick, in case. . .you know!"

"Hah! I was weak back then and it has been years since. A girl like me keeps working on herself, unlike your friend over there, who can barely stand straight." Audrey was starting to get angry.

I looked at Aletta, indeed she was shifting her weight from one leg to the other, sweating and shivering, clutching the hem of her latex dress. I held her hand to let her know that she had my full support. I could immediately notice how her hands were trembling with the intense efforts.

"What . .What happened at Katya's?" Aletta innocently asked.

"We three had gone out for a convention and were in for a night over. Audrey could no longer. . . "

"DRINKS! DRINKS! SHALL WE?" Audrey cut me off very curtly. Aletta was pissed off at that.

"I guess, she must have wet herself uncontrollably."

"How dare you say that!" Audrey screamed at that.

"Just a guess. . calm down!"

"We will see who survives the night. . Up for a drinks challenge, are you?"

"No! I am here to enjoy, not prove anything to anyone." Aletta leaned closer to me. I was so surprised to see her turn Audrey down with such grace. I was already in love with her.

"I AM UP FOR A DRINKS CHALLENGE!" Giz appeared from the bar counter with two large jugs of beer in her hands. Audrey was taken aback at that. She expected to defeat Aletta in a mere 2-3 cans of beer. Alas! There was Giz who was determined to humiliate Audrey. May be she had some grudge from the past.

"Yes! Why not! Time to even the odds - but I will participate only if all of us are drinking" Audrey played her game well. I knew her ulterior motives. At the bottom of her heart she wanted to show Aletta who had a better control.

"OF COURSE! We all will drink - TOGETHER!"

Aletta turned pale with fear.

"I can't hold another drop" She whispered to me. 

"Its okay! You guys carry on - I will be by myself" Aletta tried to resist.

"I INSIST!" Giz sternly said. There was something between Giz and Aletta that I could not figure out. She kept dominating Aletta and she kept obeying her at instant.

"Ok. ." She squeaked.

"Why are you forcing her if she is not in a mood to drink" I jumped in.

"Rex ! You stay out of this. This is between the girls. You can opt out if you want. We all know you cannot handle the kind of pressure we deal with." Giz argued.

"NO! I don't care! If she doesn't want to drink. I won't let you force her. PERIOD."
 I've had enough with Giz and her overly arrogant language.

"Fine! Let Aletta make the choice . . ." Audrey added.

To drink or not to drink. . .That was the qestion. Her bladder was rock hard and could barely expand. And on the other hand she had her best friend - Giz ordering her to join in. What was she going to do.

"I think I will opt to. . . "




To be continued. . . 

My Superwife - In the same boat!

"Don't tighten it so much . . " Aletta yelled.

"Babe, I haven't even pulled the laces yet. . And for that matter they don't even reach eachother. So I am going to PULL THEM TIGHT! SO SUCK IT UP!"

The next few moments I could hear laces being pulled in a huff and Aletta breathing sharply.

"Being a girl is such a tough job" Aletta cired. "God why can't I just go and take a pee!"

"Because we are girls and girls can't pee just like that! " Giz pacified her. "Now please excuse me, and let me change into my outfit"

"Do I really have to put on these heels? I don't know if I can walk in these anymore "

"You will AJ! I will make you walk in them. ."

Soon I heard Aletta strut towards the door. Not wanted to be caught I tip toed to the other room and dressed myself in the Batsuit , Giz brought for me. Heavy rubber and no zippers - as luck would have it. To prevent any awkward boners I would generally put 2-3 layers of briefs, needless to say my bladder didn't like that one bit. After 19 hours without any relief and so much to drink I had a huge bulge down there and pulling up the latex was getting more and more difficult. So much that I had to give a quick squeeze after pulling up the costume after every few inches.

Right when I was about to finally get the suit above my navel, the band slipped and hit me on my bladder - HARD! I groaned and collapsed on the floor grabbing my dick as tightly as I could. I was at the point of no return. I could neither take the costume off for a pee nor dare to pull it further. As my heart raced to find the solution I heard the sound of heels clicking the floor and in no time - Aletta was there standing right in front of me. I felt so embarassed and made up an excuse of dropping something on the floor. I didn't dare to get up until I lay my eyes on her. Then my jaws dropped!

Jessica Rabbit was the character she chose to be! Red, raunchy and ravishing! The way she carried that dress and the way it accentuated her curves were simply too much for my poor tremendously pressurised dick to handle!

Seeing me struggling to get up and progress with dressing up , Aletta volunteered to help me. I was horrified. Being spotted with such a massive boner could have been disastrous. But she was adamant on helping me despite her own delicate state of bladder. I hardly expected her to be able to pull the damn costume but then she proved me wrong. She pulled the band with so much force that it nearly broke my strong boner and my balls were in my lungs! It felt as if bombs exploded on my sphincter. I clenched all my muscles together as hard as possible, held my breath, but the wave didn't subside.and I knew the inevitable was about to happen. And the very next second I collapsed in front of her.

She was scared. I could see that in her eyes.

"What happened Rex? Everything okay? Do you feel dizzy?"

"Oh no! I . . .I just had a strong bladder cramp. Have been putting off my breaks since midnight"

Her jaws dropped to the floor.

"And here I though we two were the only people who had to pee!" Aletta exclaimed.

"Don't worry I will be fine. . " I tired to act brave and got up. I was then finally sealed in the batsuit.

"Are you sure you gonna be okay?" She asked with such a strained expression as if she was going to pee right there itself. 

"I will be fine. What about you. . .Looks as if you have no more room left inside."

"Umm No . .I do have to go a bit but its okay. Girls have to manage things like these. I will wait till I reach home" Her words were an inspiration to me. Despite her fragile state her did not admit to me that she was bursting.

"I wish I had such a strong bladder like you" She blushed furiously at that.

Soon Giz came out of her room dressed as Power Girl. Her boobs were squished in tightly and the dress seemed to be a bit too small on her. It was nowhere comfortable. But what shook us to the core was that her bladder did not seem to be so powerful. There was a golf ball sized patch near her crotch and a few trickles ran down her long legs. She had leaked and brazenly came out panting. Her hands were shoved deep into her crotch. I and Aletta were shocked to see that. 

"WHAT!" Giz yelled at us. "It escaped . . I too have to pee. Have been suppressing it for so long. I wonder what will happen by tomorrow morning!"

"How long exactly?" Aletta asked.

"May be over a day already. I wanted to pee since lunch yesterday but when I rushed to it,I found that the toilet was clogged. So I put it off. My need was not so urgent but when I woke up in the morning all the liquid since last evening had reached my bladder and hit me with vengeance. So technically I am holding more than both of you combined together. . "

"Do you want to stop somewhere before we reach the venue?" I tried to help.

"SHUT UP! Do you really think using a public toilet is an option to us. . especially in this avatar? NO! We will all hold it and be prepared, the party scheduled tonight is not just themed on Superheroes, but also a Bladder-burst event. "

"Did you just say bladder burst?" Aletta cried.

Giz went and hugged her tight and whispered in her ears.

"Babe! I know you are concerned. And I know I couldn't help you with your dilemma today but at times you need to push yourself out of your comfort zone. Even though I could have helped you somehow today I thought you need to overcome your problem of pee shyness and a weak bladder. 
Remember that we are girls. and we are not supposed to give up so easily. I need you to cork up your bladder till tomorrow. And besides you're not alone. We all are bursting so it will be fun. I will intorduce you to a friend of mine there. She's also called AJ - Audrey Janet. You're going to have a tough but fun time filling up your bladder even more with her. . ."

"Who's Audrey Janes now?"Aletta asked.

"You will know soon AJ, soon" Giz looked at me and winked.

That name came as a rude shock to me. She used to be my crush of my college days. Why you ask, if you could somehow take your eyes off her body you would never be able to overcome the might of her iron bladder. She used to be my Bladder holding idol. . 

[Read this to know more about Audrey Janet: 
http://www.life-without-toilets.blogspot.in/2014_10_01_archive.html
http://www.life-without-toilets.blogspot.in/2014_11_01_archive.html
http://www.life-without-toilets.blogspot.in/2014/12/sunset-to-never-5-finale.html ] 


To be continued. . .