The Bulging Bladder
(another fancy story:)
Jessica was a good looking and sexy, but very ambitious – some say overambitious – medi-cine student at the university. She had no problems to find friends, because after nearly every day of study she visited the parties in the city and mostly she was the eye-catcher of the evening – the best looking and most sexy appearance – of every party. Jessy had a beautiful face, long, slightly natural curled blonde hair, great sexy eyes, a playful mouth. Her body was worked out and defined, but still slim and definitely extremely female. You could see the muscles in her calves work when she walked on her extremely high pencil heels. She ever wore high heels, never lower than 5" (12 cm). At parties she often appealed on 6" (15 cm) to sometimes even 7" (18 cm) high heels – and anyhow she was able to walk prop-erly and sexily on it, even after a lot of drinks. She was a strange mix from the best of a lady, a ***** and a real friend you can count on. Partly she played the offish lady, partly a cheeky femme fatale, but also was a helpful and very lovely friend to her near friends or if anybody really needed help. Jess wore different kinds of clothes: sometimes a tight business suit, ny-lons and just 5" heels, sometimes a sporty style with a sexy belly free shirt and mini skirt or jeans and 6" heels and also super micro mini skirts, leather mini skirts or extra tight golden mini dress and her 7" heels. But she also did sports: aerobics, work out at the gym, ballet – she was able to hold her leg up to her nose without any help for 1 hour for a party bet long after midnight. Then she left for her bathroom. When she came back from her nearby home, she just meant she better should have used the loo before. Nobody knew, that she had skipped her hardly needed morning pee that day and later found no chance to relieve her till then... Yes, and she also did martial arts training and ambitious "watersports" training since her childhood.
Jessy was able to hold her full bladder under control in every situation. And she didn't like to use the toilet. It was wasted time. Public loos were a no-go for her and if she visited friends she didn't like to ask them for the bathroom. If she has friends at her home, she skipped it, because she was the host. And if she was on her own she had a lot to do – or just did not like to stand up...
A normal day started with a morning pee. It was a really long extremely hard gusher. After her breakfast Jessy quickly felt her coffee coming down to her bladder, but she just had had her morning pee and no time to go again. So she left for the university. While studying she felt her bladder filling and soon getting uncomfortable, but she was not at home, so she had to shift her thoughts away from it and concentrate on learning. In the breaks Jess felt her full bladder throbbing. She drank a lot of water all day. After all the parties she needed to drink a lot of it. She was able to hold it, so she held it in!
Then lunch time came. Her mind told her to go the relatively short way home and pee before a long afternoon without any chance to go pee. But Jessy knew she was able to hold it in – and she liked to eat and meet friends, lay onto the grass in the sun later and let her thoughts fly through her fancy world. Her fancy was disturbed by the now stinging pain in her poor bladder. She really drank a lot of water, Coke and juice over the day..! Then she had to study on in the university library. Her mind often distracted from reading and learning by her now overactive bladder. When she would have opened her tight jeans, her belly would have stuck out for about 3"-4" (7-10 cm), but she did not open just the upper button. Her body desper-ately tried to push out the overload, Primary instincts and bodily functions to prevent a hollow organ as the bladder is, started it's work. Her bladder pushed and cramped every few min-utes, Jess was really desperate now, but she had no time to go pee now. Later! She pressed her legs together now, every fibre in her body was tensed. She fought back the attacks of her bursting bladder and did her work on and on. She knew these feeling and her fight against nature from the daily routine she got in it.
In the late afternoon Jess went home, met some friends at a nice coffee bar on her way home. She had to pee more than urgent now, but she liked to drink some latte macciato, cappuccino or iced coffee with her friends. Then she dashed off home, changed her clothes to a business dress – thought about peeing as she was nearly unable to get her tight skirt closed, but a glimpse towards the clock told her: you were naughty girl, you were at the coffee bar for a too long time – so today no afternoon pee, no matter how urgent and painful it got...! Her body trembled as she pressed her overloaded belly with a special extra strong "training corset" – otherwise she would disrupt her skirt. You would say peeing will take the same or even less time than closing a corset. Normally yes, but Jessie's overtrained sphinc-ter after such hard work needed much time to loosen and let out her pee After such overly long hold of a so extremely overfilled bladder, it would be more a long dribbling with some gushes between than a steady flow. So Jess bought this "training corset" in a SM shop to get her bulging bladder into her skirt...
Now she hurried to her afternoon job. She worked in an office for some hours. It was a big office and she could not show any sign of her now extremely urgent need to pee – but she needed to pee this extremely hard nearly every 2nd day. So she knew it would be some really hard and painful hours, but she would solve it at the end – anyhow she would... She had to phone a lot and take folders and files from a rack so often. And every movement caused extreme pain in her so much too tight corset and dress now. Jessica damned the day and her way to play with her bladder until it was too late – like now. It was sheer horror, terror against her body and her bladder gave terror to her mind. Worst and unbearable pain, but it was her fault. So she friendly phoned – hiding the tremble in her voice. Stood up and walked to the files, went back – saw the bathrooms through the ever open door – and sat down again. Every movement was menacingly painful, but she had to stand it. And she knew the time would end after endless minutes and she would go home dry – as every time – and use the loo at home this time...
Yes, the time ended and she carefully walked home by food on her 5" heels. Her home was in a traffic-reduced zone with a really bad cobblestone pavement. She – well trained – walked over it sexily on her high heels. It was something she liked: everybody had problems on that cobblestones, but she on her extreme heels was able to walk properly and sexily even over this... But her bladder was throbbing and the terrible pain of the obviously now boiling pee inside her destroyed her proudness by the feeling to die the worst possible way. The nearer she came to her home the worse acted her bladder... She felt she would not make it home dry this time – even knowing she ever did it dry. But her pure desperation was stronger now than her mind – but she even tried to stay dry! Poor Jessy!
When she opened the doors and her toilet lid, franticly grabbing her tight business skirt, her phone rang... and again... and again...
Jessy knew it would be friends and she absolutely had no time to phone now. A few times she nearly wet herself so near to her toilet, just because she wanted to know who it was. Why did the answering machine did not start? Oh ****...!
Yes, Jessy grabbed her crotch roughly and went to the phone – feeling her pee going down to the exit now slowly... But Jessy put off the receiver... It was a man she met on a party last night. So you will be able to imagine, that Jess did not tell him she had to pee and would phone back later, but desperately danced beside her phone while talking and flirting with him...!
Then the door bell rang – surprise this new friend phoned mobile and just reached Jessy. She kissed him and he pressed her tight. Jessy nearly broke down by this pulse of additional pressure onto her bladder. She nearly cried by this shock of pain – she was at the end of her power now. Her bladder would win the battle the first time today...! But Jessy loved this man and was not willing to give in and lose him! So she told him to wait a little and she would change clothes to go to the party he told her about at the phone.
She put some music on, changed the CD, sexily walked in front of him on her 5" heels, brought some drinks from the kitchen and said cheers. Then she disappeared into her closet and opened her torturing corset. Her bladder jumped out of it's prison and reached 5" (12 cm) prominence now. Jessy saw it in shock. She could not go pee for minutes of trickling and then an extreme gusher, because this would be audible in the whole flat. But she also could not go to the all night party this way...! It was Friday evening and so the party could endure till the early or late morning. This was too much even for her so strong bladder she knew!!!
So first she looked for some sexy clothes – she would have an idea how to handle by the time...
She tried some skirts and some shirts, a blouse, some jeans and different accessories. Then she remembered her new friend would wait. So she tried to put on her corset again, but her belly had grown quick without the external border. She was so nervous at the office and drank a lot of coffee, too much coffee for her – and then a few bottles of water to flush out all the caffeine. All this had been pent up and could not reach her bladder, because the pres-sure had shut her ureters and her kidneys had no chance to press more fresh urine down. So her kidneys stopped working by the inside pressure and the so now not working capillary action bringing used water from the blood into her kidneys. The system was stopped. But now it had started again... Anyhow in her panic Jess solved to close her corset again, took on her 7" heels a shirt and one of sexy tight leather skirts.
She showed it to her fried and then brought him another drink. Her throat was dry like a de-sert now. She did not know how to come out of her trap. So she took a bottle of water and downed it in a few gulps. Then she changed the music and disappeared into her closet again. Her new friend understood this surprised by her sexy clothes and she would find an even more fitting outfit she told him.
In the closet she put off her skirt, had problems to open her corset and her tummy stuck out extremely again, but the worst pain was off. so Jessy tried to think what to do. Beside she changed her blouse to another with a more plunging neckline. Then she took her tightest skirt – but did not slip in. Her bladder stuck out shamefully and Jessy had no idea how to empty it without some very loud and embarrassing noise... She thought about to pee into or through a cloth instead of into her toilet bowl, but this would cause a mess – and her friend could also like to visit the bathroom before leaving. She had no idea. Peeing through a cloth in her closet would damage the floor and probably dribble down to the neighbours – no chance she would do so!
At the end Jessy decided just to stand the pain for her new love. She was able to hold her pee in actually, why not also do this with her bladder hidden in her corset? She looked down and nearly screamed loudly, was just able to prevent. Her belly had grown like a pumpkin, she had seen pictures of Ana Didovic in the internet, who was able to hold her pee to bulge out her bladder extremely. There was a clip of Ana in the web "The biggest Bulge". Ana's bladder there stuck out about nearly 8" (20 cm). Here she saw the same. Her so often done toilet skipping had trained her bladder this extreme by the time. she just ever used her corset to prevent a bulge. So she was able to hold such a pressure and such an amount without knowing about that extreme bulge. She watched her bladder, which at least obviously did not fill further. This was the ultimate pressure, where her ureters shut again – this time even without any additional corset pressure. Now she had to compress all this to a flat belly...!?!!
Jessy knew it was impossible – nobody would be able to hold and stand this for just some minutes! But now she was in sheer panic. She anyhow had to leave her closet soon. For a pee or not – she had to leave and her friend would tell her a freak, when seeing this – would leave her!
Her friend called for her now, asked for the toilet! Oh no!!!
So Jessy now in her panic just functioned as she ever did when she had no choice: "Wait a minute, I will show you!" she shouted and put on her corset. She was not able to close it, but frantically tried on and on and on...
"Please quick, it gets an emergency!" her friend shouted. Yes, she had given him drinks, he already came from that party and had waited for nearly an hour for her now... Oh god he really needed to pee, Jessy thought...
"Yes, I just close my skirt!" Jessy shouted back. And then she did superhuman work and with all her force from the gym and her work outs added by the sheer panic to loose her new friend, she was able to close her corset and jump into her skirt.
Her friend squirmed on the couch, Jessy nearly died in her corset and skirt, but showed him the way to the toilets. Then she heard him **** behind the door – a hard and not ending gusher. Her bladder cramped in anticipation to let out it's overload too, Jessy did a frantic pee dance and was unable to leave the outer bathroom door area. Then the loo flushed and her friend came out. "Are you OK?", he asked. She blushed and said: "Yes, and ready to go!"
What did she do? She was shocked from her own words – but they left for the party. Jessy tried squirming, but she walked in front of her friend, who was fascinated from her backside, her round ***, tensed to the maximum now, her long legs, her so extremely high heels – wow, 7" (18 cm) and how thin her heels were, about 4 mm he estimated. As a studied engi-neer with a lot of practice he hit the nail: 4 mm diameter was the heels peak area. And Jessy now sexily but quick walked over the bad cobblestone pavement, in her calves her muscles showed a fascinating play, her butt was so tensed, nearly exploding... But he did not know about her explosive bladder...
They reached the party and got some drinks. Jessy disliked any additional fluid, but politely drank. Then they started dancing. It was no relieve for poor Jessy, because every movement pressed and hit her bladder tortureingly. Even the bass beat of the music pushed her bladder dangerously. But now it was too late, she decided – and danced on. She obviously was able to cope with this pressure anyhow. Jessy smiled at her friend and he came closer, took her into his arms and their bellies bumped together – that was too much, Jessie's legs gave in, but she fell into her friends arms and he misunderstood and took her just tighter, her arms cramped around his back – her bladder now was pressed even more – and he misunder-stood it again and pressed even harder himself, even when this extreme pressure was pain-ful also for him now. Jessy felt her adrenaline shoot into her body. She kissed him and they again danced in a normal way, but very close.
Jess was used to hold her dangerously overfilled bladder shut for ages when on a party and so she just danced on and when it started to get worse, she kissed him... So the party went on and on – the morning came, but nobody of this party really wanted to stop. Some people sat beside and others lay beside by the time. Jessy and her friend still dancing... The after-noon came and went, a new night came and new people came. Jessy was so tired and ex-hausted, she wanted to sit down, but knew this would give additional pressure onto her bladder.
Then her friend decided to stop dancing after a 24 hrs. marathon, but they did not go home. She sat down in a corner – stinging pain crept over her and dusted her mind. He lay down beside her, stood up again and went to the loo. Jessy thought about doing the same, but he should return before, because otherwise he could think she would had left...
He came back with 3 big bottles of water, reaching one to her. Sheer panic came into her mind, but she smiled and drank it all in one big gulp...
"Do you never need to pee?", he asked her. She smiled and just told him, that there are no toilets in fairy tales. "OK, then we will see, if this is a real fairy tale!", he said, laid down be-side her and laid his had onto her crotch. This was such a strange feeling! Her bladder, 24 hrs ago about 8" big sticking out, forced into a corset for the whole party, tired by all the movements and bumps was compressed even more by sitting down and now again by the weight of his head. It was the total limit, but the pain did not increase any more. It seemed as if it also was the pain limit...
So Jessy let him do. And she sat there watching over him, while he quickly started to sleep. Her pain was intense, but did not grow any more, no further cramps. So Jessy, who was used to stand a full bladder – an extremely full bladder in a daily routine – just accepted this new level of pain and kept sitting there. "There are really not toilets in fairy tales...!", she thought.
Next morning, it was Sunday by the time, Jessy saw her friend wake up slowly. She smiled.
"Hi!" he moaned still waking up more and more. Then he turned around, his head pressed onto her bladder even worse, when he came up. And he wondered: "Do you still don't need to pee?". Jessy told him she needed to pee for ages and very bad, but would not use the toilet here, but take her own at home later.
"I was ever fascinated by sexy women, who can hold her pee in all day!" he confessed to her. And this was the first time in Jessie's life she felt understood in her pee habits. So she told him: "OK, then I will hold it for you all day! – Let's dance and have fun!"
Totally surprised, but fascinated he followed her to the dance floor and fascinated observed her while dancing. At midnight they left and he escorted her home. She for him walked on the cobblestone pavement for about an hour, her feet in bad pain and her legs at the end totally cramped, but she was in love and happy – even with her still torturing bladder, she held un-der overload for 60 hrs now – respectively under this super extreme pressure she never ex-perienced before for about 55 hrs. She could hold it forever she thought, well knowing that her kidneys would let her die, if she would exaggerate it some more hours.
Then they entered her home, he started to undress her – and she did not stop him. Then he found the corset. "That's the trick, why your bladder didn't bulge out?", he asked her.
"Find it out!", she told him with trembling voice. This would be the ultimate test: would he still like her strong bladder or was it too much and he would call her a freak as others did it be-fore? Jessica was able to find friends fascinatingly quick – who would not be fascinated by such a sexy girl? – but she lost all her potential partners by her pee habits as quick as she found them...
He now took off her corset – tried to take it off – she helped him and her bladder virtually shot out of her tummy. The skin was stretched and got white the same moment. What a relive for poor Jessy. He stood there, his eyes wide open and then carefully started to palpate this pumpkin under her skin. He was fascinated!
Jessy – so much relieved after losing a part of this extreme pressure – saw his fascination and started laughing freed. He disbelievingly looked at her face: "How did you stand this for such a long time?" – "I don't know myself she laughed, but it's so good to take this corset off... I just wanted to pee the worst urgent pee of my life, when you phoned me", Jessy told her new love. "And then I was too embarrassed to pee such a load, with you in my flat!" – and then you took the corset?" – "No, I just opened it in the closet and while searching for a solution – and in this time my bladder filled with all that I drank before. I decided to take the corset on to leave the house for my after study job." – "And then you pressed all this – this pumpkin-like overfilled bladder back into the corset?" – "But you needed to pee so urgent and I could not let you wait!" – "But for letting me pee after just some party drinks, you com-pressed this pumpkin full of pee into your so tight corset, let me bee...!" – "Yes, I nearly died when I heard your gusher hit the porcelain!" – "...and went out with me for the whole week-end, let me press you tight to me..." – "Yes, and by the pain I pressed you tight to me too with an alarming power!" – "...and let me lay my head onto your bladder after I peed and you waited...!" – "Yes, I just love you! That is more important than just a full bladder!" – "And with the worst pain you ever experienced you let not out any drop, just sexing me on...?" – "Yes!" – "And you would have sex with me now, before peeing?" – "Yes!" – "But then, afterwards, you have to think about your kidneys!" – "I will do – afterwards!" – "And you will pee into a bucket to measure how much you can hold?!" – "Yes! I will do that for you!"
This time Jessy had worst pain, when her lover put pressure onto her bladder – it was in a lower level and just the ultimate pain cannot be increased any more. But Jessy liked this pain and took all her power not to let go any drop of pee.
About 86 hrs after her last morning pee Jessy peed in a bucket for her new lover. This time she – for him – again had closed the corset over her bladder. Unimaginably, even for her, how she survived the long party in this pressure and pain... This time it was just for short. They did a countdown from 1000 to 0 – she nearly peed herself in anticipation...! This was the worst urgent need to pee she ever experienced – but she solved it. At zero her gusher hit the heavy old steel bucket and nearly bowled it down, but her lover caught it, while she stopped her jet for a few seconds. She was able to break even this high pressure jet...!!!
Then she emptied and after a recreation break the measured all the pee – measured it twice and a third time. It was 4.45 litres, a little more than Ana Didovic shall have held in her blad-der in that clip. But Jessy gave additional pressure onto her bladder for 2.5 days...
After this they were completely relaxed and had sex the whole Monday. He did not work and she did not go to university. And she could feel how her tired bladder filled unmercifully and she had to fight the pressure and this with her tired sphincter and a hard "bladder's revenge". But Jessy was in love and there was no way to pee the bed. She held it in! And her lover was more and more fascinated seeing her bladder grow extremely again. The weak and still to-tally overstretched bladder walls gave room, till the pumpkin was there the second time – and Jessy had to fight much more this time and whenever she tried to regain full control he sabo-taged it by giving extra pressure onto her bladder – but he knew she liked this inner fight and he was right – overambitiously Jessy really tried out her limit and she will do again whenever she has to...!
= The end =