#endlessly peeing

Incredible how a super full bladder turns the lower belly into a new erogenous zone. Best part of the body just got even better. Cute tummy is now swollen and hypersensitive and makes you squirt pee when you press it. Amazing.

Can’t wait to do another proper hold. I want to get myself so full I can’t stand straight and then ride the waves of desperation until I have to start grabbing myself to stop the leaks, at which point I’ll realize I’m headed for disaster if I start peeing all over the floor and can’t stop myself, so I have to shuffle over to the bathroom to grab a towel, and while my hands are occupied the bladder contractions get so intense that I let out my first long spurt and start panicking, and the wave of panic subsides, but by now I’m lightheaded and so insanely turned on by the pressure from my bladder that I just drop the towel and kneel right there on the floor and spend the next hour rocking back and forth grinding into my heel and letting out pathetic little sounds as I fight to hold in a ridiculous amount of pee, and the leaks gradually turn into a nonstop dribbling onto the towel because I’ve pushed my muscles to the absolute limit and they’re giving out, but I’ll keep holding until the very last second because there’s nothing like that final wave of desperation when your bladder is so exhausted that it seizes control and empties itself without giving you any say in the matter—and then you’re so shaky and warm and wet and blissfully empty that you feel like you’re vibrating and walking through a light mist the rest of the day.

I’m starting to think you only like me for my capacious yet oversensitive bladder and the adorable whimpering sounds I make when you sit on it.