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Tales of Desperate Wettings: Book 2: Three short desperation wetting stories

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A lorry fire on the motorway caused a huge traffic jam and my short journey took well over two hours. I handed her the thermos in about three seconds but it must have been an eternity with her flow cut off. My legs are tied to a chair, I don't know what's going on beyond my blindfold, that is until last nights drinks kick in. Since I was tensed up enough from driving I decided to pull in at the rest stop to use the bathroom, instead of just letting go in my pants like I normally would.

Coming back, I knew what to expect and hardly drank anything for 24 hours before the bus left, becoming so dehydrated I hardly needed a toilet at all.It was not the luxury coach I had hoped for, but an old Greek coach which didn't even have a loo, potentially a disaster for me. She was concentrating so intensely, probably fighting to hold her sphincters tight until she knew she could release them. She felt so sorry for the poor girl who stood there, pee dripping from her, embarrassed in front of 9 of her friends and her coaches, having just wet herself at an age when that wasn't supposed to happen.

She stood there, shaking, her legs pressed together, one hand trying to massage herself as she walked over. Just then a big tractor-trailer drove by the passenger side of the car and the driver looked down on this spread-legged woman with her vulva and huge black bush on public display. A spurt escaped, and suddenly without any warning Amber could no longer control her bladder's urges. Emersyn moaned loudly and I could hear her wetting herself, the sound echoing around the enclosed porch. Another spurt, another small trickle of pee escaped her clenched burning pee hole, making the damp mark down her left thigh longer and darker.I'm sorry sir, but we've had a water main break, and the bathrooms won't be open for another half hour at the earliest," Amber replied, dying inside as she totally knew what the poor cheerleader was going through. A cute little Finchel story for the Glee fans (kinda) based on Glee: Season 3 Episode 13 and one-line from Glee: Season 1 Episode 10. Amber grimaced, and standing there with her legs locked together, she tried to hold on, barely able to control the tremendous urge that was overcoming her. Jessica suggested as she looked at her teammate and continued to wait until their ride came and got them.

The mothers had agreed it was a comfortable walking outfit and had happily paid for the whole package. While Sonya and Rebecca waited for their coach, the last of the teammates finished up their own peeing and soon everyone was back in their respective seats, feeling much better. Of course, on a motorway journey there are few problems as there are plenty of service stations to stop at, though traffic jams can be almost as difficult as when traveling solo. As per company policy travel was by rail, normally a reasonably pleasant affair as the main line trains although crowded are quite comfortable. I was squirming about, trying to push my heel into my crutch as hard as I could, as I really had reached desperation level.Amber was desperate, her bladder sending SOS signals, her tummy swollen, her tight tan khaki slacks pressing against the fullness inside of her, shrieks of pressure pulsing through the 19 year old college sophomore's body as she clenched her muscles tight, clamping her urethra shut, trying not to think about the stinging sensation of pee dying to escape her tormented body. Racing against the agony inside of her, she quickly pulled her panties off, and before she was even fully seated, a quick jet of hot pee exploded out of her clenched urethra, followed by a brief pause and then a stream of hot thrashing pee gushed from her pee hole, unable to be contained by the struggling girl any longer. Sonya said pulling out her phone and showing the pictures she took: One of her squatting, another of her peeing folds, and lastly one of the wet, foamy puddle and crater when all was finished. I was groaning in desperation and Sue was so worried about me that she went and pleaded with the driver to stop the coach so I could pee before I damaged myself.

By 4:30pm, Amber had to pee badly, the days drinking once again taking their toll on the athletic girl. Holly then finally finished up as her pee reached the 300ml notch on her water bottle and shook her hips dry. Soeder S, et al, A randomised, controlled, double-blind, clinical study to compare two neuromuscular stimulator devices in female stress urinary incontinence: Effects on symptoms and quality of life.Sue saw me almost stop, twisting my legs together in desperation and holding myself and took command, half dragging and half carrying me to the Ladies.

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