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you're so full. id be reaching down, toying with you, brushing my hand lightly up and down all your sensitive parts just enough to make you jump. your muscles quiver as you have to focus, feeling your heart race.

their dom wears the key around their neck. sub continues to drink with their meals and the need won't stop building. they stare at the key as their hips start to rock in the mid-afternoon, maybe early evening at best. they start pleading, they try to reach for the key.

for me, sometimes i catch myself walking to the bathroom because im on autopilot (i put a shirt in front of the door just to remind me). that first little struggle as your body accepts it has to change course

so i promise this was not my intention, but.. ended up really fun. ive mentioned somewhere on this blog that im worse at holding now (ive come to learn i was actually just dehydrated most of my life), and this doesn't change when i go to work.

so i get 3 breaks to use when i want, with a total of an hour total. our shift leads more or less have to approve it though, to make sure enough people are on the floor. this lead to me getting my first break about two hours into my shift, and i took about 15 minutes. i didn't really super have to go at this point, only a little bit, and i didn't wanna waste the 5 minutes of my break using the bathroom. so i held it.

during my second break about THREE hours later- and about two drinks later, since im talking so much- i had to go pretty bad. i did make it to the bathroom, but i was walking quickly on my way there. thankfully i had thirty minutes for lunch this time, so i could spare the time.

on my last break, i noticed it. i had noticed between this one and my previous break that i was needing it quicker and quicker, so i decided to continue chugging drinks. i could hold for longer, it would be fine...

it was not fine. i was helping clean up and therefore moving around a lot, so it wasn't that bad, but the moment i stopped to ask a shift lead if i could leave i felt it all sink into my belly. i had to go, real bad.

my next issue was that i had to run upstairs and clock out first, as we're not supposed to be on the clock longer than we needed to. so i still had to clock out, put my stuff in my locker, get my shit out of it and get my bag, then sprint downstairs. as i was getting everything out and ordered together, i seriously did have to start dancing. my coworkers were around and they probably saw my legs bending over and over, bouncing me up and down, pressing together to make me feel better while my hands were busy. i was frantic putting my stuff together, so they must have known.

the stairs were hell on my bladder, constantly shaking and sloshing the liquid making me full. i ran into the bathroom so fast and slammed the stall shut, not caring who the hell else was at the urinal or the other stall.

i seriously pissed for a minute and a half straight. im sure it was concerning to everyone around, but holy fuck. that was the closest id ever come to losing it in public. if i hadn't been moving for most of it i would've lost it.

i don't think ill avoid holding on my breaks anymore...

maybe im just more hydrated. but fuck, i almost lost it twice during work today.

i work at a customer service desk for a chain. i went to go before my shift really started this morning, after drinking my water bottle and coffee on the way from my house. unfortunately, the janitors were cleaning the bathrooms so i had to wait until my break.

about three hours later, still drinking more. this time, water and sweet tea. i was starting to dance at the desk a little, but thankfully someone came to send me to my break. i whipped my name tag off and ran into the bathroom, slamming the only open stall shut so i could piss for about a minute straight. im sure it was concerning to those around me!

the rest of the day generally went by as normal. as my last hour approached, i realized i was starting to get it. i had been walking around so much that i hadnt gotten a chance to notice, but i had to pee pretty bad. thankfully i was able to keep walking, but i had an hour and i was struggling.

by the end of my shift, i was bouncing a little. i waited for my replacement to come take my spot and almost had to cross my legs, but i had customers around me. i couldn't do anything more than rock my hips a little when nobody was paying attention.

i didn't even clock out before i used the bathroom. as soon as my replacement showed up and i confirmed with them that i was good to go, i took off as was reasonably fast enough to the bathroom. it was clear to others that i had a place to go, so they thankfully stayed out of the way.

i desperately ran to the potty for my second piss of the day and genuinely was trying so hard to get my pants off and sit over the toilet... i missed the toilet a little and hit the toilet seat.. like a lot 😅

i eventually fixed it, but this time i was shaking as i pissed. it was crazy to feel like this at work, i was very aware of how bad i had to go for the entire day.

then suddenly your legs are wet. the shaking isn't even a matter anymore, a spurt happens and you tighten up, but you're at your max. it's long over and you realize that as your legs grow wetter outside of your control.

you feel like oh, it's not that bad. you're shaking and dancing and moving quick, but you're not quite at your breaking point.

you're struggling to get your belt off, but you can hold it for a second longer...

then, you don't even realize what happened. you're still clenching, but it isn't working. your legs begin to feel wet and you clench harder, but you can't. you stare down at yourself in awe and decide to stop clenching, clearly it isn't doing any good.

the tags are just gonna be the normal/expected ones that apply to this, so censor accordingly.

similar to how i don't like making a mess in omo i don't like making a mess with this, it's again just the holding aspect. it doesn't feel too different, but ill continue under the cut for those interested/like minded

desperate 20-something year old bursting into the gas station and frantically looking around for the bathroom. you see his bladder is uncomfortably full, but not quite bursting. still, you feel for the guy as he takes off for the door.

a woman doing a subtle dance in front of the elevator because the bathroom on her floor was closed for cleaning and the stairs were on the other side. normally the elevator is fast, but today it seems to drag on much longer than it should. her hips rock back and forth, her bladder pretty full. she was holding it just fine, but it didn't seem like it from the way she grips between her legs.

then, a couple. one has a cheeky grin on their face and was empty, and the other was biting their lip and occasionally looking around like someone was stalking them. and their bladder was completely full, making them shake and shiver every now and again. it seems like they were pretty good at this considering how desperate they were, but nobody can last long like that. the sub desperately tugs on the doms sleeve with one hand, the other being gripped by the doms controlling hand. something is muttered between the two, then suddenly the dom is yanking the sub into an alleyway. as they walk in, you start to see the subs bladder empty.

they don't think its that bad yet, but it is. they hope they can make it through another ten minutes, they won't.

their legs quiver, as if trying to make up for the muscles that were straining to keep everything in.

i cracked pretty hard once i did. my first hold where i went in public too!

i was so full all day so fast. i could barely touch my water bottle

i guess this is a result of my hold the other day (yesterday? day before?). everything left leaking out of me