Twinkling Stardrops

Your adorable maid is full to the brim yet again grinding their thighs erratically as they beg for another partial release. Telling them to prepare tea for the both of you and you'll consider it. 

Watching in amusement as your maid rushes to the kitchen, hands shoved deep into their crotch as they squirm in front of the boiling kettle. 

Seeing them return with a platter containing two cups, shifting from foot to foot as they set down both cups onto the table below- wincing at the pressure brought by bending down. Watching your maid beg once again for some relief, making them wait as you consider. 

Massaging their poor bladder as they twist their legs, whining and begging, trying not to leak. Lifting their skirt up to see the distended bladder they've adorned- admiring the way it bulges out with all the liquids you've made them drink. 

Finally you stand up and lead your poor maid to the bathroom, slow and steady as they pause occasionally to overcome waves of desperation. Reaching the bathroom as your maid stumbles in and clumsily sits on the toilet seat- awaiting your permission to start peeing. Letting them wait a couple of agonizing minutes as you take in the beautiful sight as they shift desperately, hands clasping at their crotch as they pant and look at you with pleading eyes. 

After a couple of minutes you let them pee. Your maid immediately starts gushing, sighing loudly as torrents of piss pour out of them- moaning at the relief of pressure. You observe your maids blissful expression before commanding them to stop. 

Your maid stops peeing instantly. With a whine they clutch their crotch forcefully as they attempt to stop the small leaks threatening to spill. Their bladder much smaller than before- but still slightly bulging, still extremely firm to the touch. Your maid grinds their shaky thighs together and cautiously stands up. They tap their foot on the ground, bucking their hips as you press on their screaming bladder- a few drops of piss splattering on the ground as your maid shakes violently. Finally making your maid wash their hands, streams of water teasing them before heading back to the couch together.

Happily flicking through the pages, lost in the imaginary world in front of them.

Subconsciously pressing their thighs together, and bouncing their legs for relief.

Only realising they’re full when they feel a few leaks dampen their underwear. Blushing they press their legs together harder and look around to see if anyone is watching before they reach a hand down to feel the damage.

Luckily it’s only a small wet spot right now, but that won’t last long if they don’t do something about it soon.

They stand up and start walking to the bathroom when the librarian stops them and asks them to help put books away for her.

Not wanting to seem rude they force a smile and take the giant load of books from the librarian and waddle back to the book shelves.

Biting their lip they cross their legs hard and bounce as they start placing the books in their correct locations. Wincing a little as a small leak dribbles out into their underwear. They wish they weren’t holding all these books so that they could hold themselves instead.

Panting the grit their teeth lean their head against the bookshelf as a wave of desperation hits them hard. Their bladder throbs and aches, threatening to spill if they don’t do something right now. Their eyes roll back as a large spurt breaks past their defenses as noticeable darkens the inside of their thighs.

Panicking, they look down to see the damage and blush hard at the sight. They know it’s inevitable, so they put the books down and hold themselves before waddling to a quieter part of the library.

Panting, they look around and see no one. the knowledge that no one can see them tips their bladder over the edge.

Ive wanted to do one of these for ages and finally decided to do ittt

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maybe their hands are tied back so they can’t hold themselves but my hands are free for them to use.

they’d have to tell me when they needed me to hold them, tell me for more pressure.

holding their peehole shut for them, feeling my fingers dampen as they let out little leaks, feeling them rut down against my hand in desperation when a strong urge comes, feeling them rut against my hand in pleasure too

maybe their hands are tied back so they can’t hold themselves but my hands are free for them to use.

they’d have to tell me when they needed me to hold them, tell me for more pressure.

holding their peehole shut for them, feeling my fingers dampen as they let out little leaks, feeling them rut down against my hand in desperation when a strong urge comes, feeling them rut against my hand in pleasure too

Imagine a world where in order for you to pee you need to have an orgasm.

Like it doesnt matter how bad you have to go nothing comes out if you dont get off first.

BUT you still get progressively more and more desperat/urgent. You FEEL like your on the cusp of wetting yourself but you dont. You dont even leak, but your body still reacts as if it does.

You still squirm, you still try to hold it, you still potty dance, EVERYTHING.

Its kinda great if you think about it. You'll see someone who very obviously has to go and when you see them again they look MUCH more relaxed.

More people would be walking around all desperate because they don't want everyone to know they got themselves off at work or in public so they choose to only go at home.

Imagine your partner then tells you you're not allowed to touch yourself until they say so and they just fill you up with liquids all day and they continually tease you. Touching on you, making out, fingering you or jerking you off but never letting you get REMOTELY close to cumming.

Then you’re just a horny desperate mess all day. Begging them to just let you cum so you can go. But they just smile and ignore your cries. They maybe even make you get them off when they have to go which is absolute torture.

You feel like you're going to explode. Your hormones are going haywire and your brain is constantly sending signals you need to go NOW.

FINALLY your partner says you can go now and you decide to hump or fuck them to completion.

Its the BIGGEST relief of your life as you cum on them and FINALLY your sore full bladder finally releases itself all over the both of you. You pee for so so long and you lay on their chest breathing heavily, completely blissed out as your partner tells you how good you were but you can barely hear them over the sound of your breathing and heartbeat beating in your ears.