Damp Dreams
Renie was really thirsty earlier.Â
That was why they drank so much water, right? It mustâve been. They didnât normally drink that much in one sitting, after all, and there were easily at least a dozen empty bottles in front of them. They mustâve gotten super thirsty and just downed them all one after another. It was a little odd that their stomach didnât feel heavy with the weight of all of those drinks, thoughâŚ
What did feel really heavy, however, was actually the area below their stomach. It felt like an overfilled water balloon was resting in their abdomen, sloshing slightly with each small movement. That was where all the water was, and it needed out.Â
âO-oh, wowâŚâ Renie murmured to themself. They didnât think theyâd ever had to go so badly before. It wasnât just the occasional twinge or dull urge. This was a need. Their body was telling them they had to empty, and soon. Renie wasnât inclined to disagree, especially after a particularly harsh urge sent their thighs slamming together.Â
After withdrawing a shallow breath, Renie stood from their seat. They were in their bedroom sitting at their desk. They mustâve been absorbed in something on their laptop before their bladder interrupted them. They took a moment to glance around the space, stepping from foot to foot while they did so. Staying still wasnât really an option.Â
âHmâŚâ Something about their room lookedâŚoff. Was it emptier than usual? Or maybe fuller? Fuller. Full. Bladder was full. They winced as the ball of pressure contracted, causing them to bite their lip and bounce in place a bit. âOookay- forget it.â They could figure out the mystery of their bedroom later. Preferably when they werenât about to pop.Â
With small, mincing steps, Renie made their way across the room and opened the door to the hallway. It mustâve been late because all the lights in the apartment were off. The darkened hall loomed before them, looking almost endless. This was odd. Renie had never been afraid of the dark before, but something about the hallway was unsettling them. They almost considered turning and walking back into their room when a wave of desperation hit. They whimpered and bounced on their heels once more, fighting the urge to hold themself. Even though they were alone at home holding themself like a child was a bit too embarrassing to bear. At least for now. If worse came to worse they supposed theyâd bite the bullet- which would be soon if they didnât get a move on.Â
After one more wary glance down the hallway, Renie stepped out of their room and into the pitch darkness. Thankfully, the bathroom wasnât farâŚor at least it wasnât supposed to be. However, Renie found themself walkingâŚand walkingâŚand pausing to cross their legs and squirm a bit before walking some more. It felt like theyâd been in the hallway for the better part of 10 minutes and yet they didnât see the bathroom door anywhere in sight.Â
A worried whimper escaped them as they danced in place and looked around. What in the world was going on? Their apartment certainly wasnât this big. Their bladder angrily contracted once more, and they squeezed their eyes shut to prevent a leak.Â
When they opened their eyes again, salvation was suddenly in front them. The bathroom door theyâd been walking for ages to find seemingly appeared on the wall. It was as if itâd been there the whole time. Odd...but whatever. Renie wasnât about to look a gift horse in the mouth. With a relieved sigh, they opened the door and scampered in, eager to release the ocean inside of them.Â
No such respite was granted, though.Â
âWhatâŚ? How!?â There were only urinals in this room.Â
Now Renie knew something was wrong. This was supposed to be their bathroom, in the apartment they shared with their roommate! Neither Renie or the girl they shared the home with had any need for a urinal, much less six of them!
Before they could even begin to piece together whatever was going on, a urinal flushed. They looked over in bewilderment, watching the water bubble upwards before swirling back down the drain. It obviously did little to help Renieâs situation. They shivered as the imagery and sound reminded them of what they so desperately wanted to do.Â
As the first urinal quieted down, the one next to it began to flush as well. And then the next, and the next, and the next. Renie was suddenly surrounded by a horrifyingly tempting symphony of splashing, trickling and sloshing. Their self control quickly cracked as their hands dove between their thighs to help hold back their flood. Renieâs eyes squeezed shut once more as they began to pant, trembling with the strain of keeping dry. They needed to go so badly, and the water was so loud, and all they could think about was how nice it would be to run to a toilet, sit down and let goâŚ
âAh!â Renie yelped as the dam broke. A fierce stream escaped them, gushing between their fingers and onto the floor below. Their control had fully broken. Their eyes filled with humiliated tears. They couldnât believe it. Renie, a fully grown adult, had drank too much and was now wetting themself.Â
And the worst part was that they didnât even feel any better.Â
Even as they stood there and soaked themself, the pressure in Renieâs bladder remained. If anything, it actually increased, causing a desperate whine to escape their throat. What the hell was going on? They were literally peeing! Why did they still have to go so bad?!
It wasnât until Renie heard the faint sound of birdsong that they realized what was happening. Their hazel eyes shot open and Renie realized three very important things. One, theyâd been dreaming while they slept through the night. Two, they were in their bed, not in the bathroom. Three, while the urinal filled room, endless hallway, and mountain of empty water bottles mightâve not been real, their need to piss definitely was.Â
Renie shot upwards to a sitting position only to double back over immediately, squirming frantically as they held themself tight. âA-ahâŚâ If they thought they had to go before, it was nothing compared to what they felt like then. Their bladder pulsed and ached like it never had before. Looking down, it actually seemed to be jutting out against their pajama shorts, so overfilled and swollen that their abdomen was distended. The very sight sent an excruciating urge through them, causing them to shudder and tears to well in their eyes. They had to go so badlyâŚwas this perhaps what that one student they came across on campus felt like? The one who they ran into in the library and later found pissing in the alleyway? Was this what heâd been feeling?Â
If so, Renie could suddenly understand why he simply whipped himself out and went on the ground. The way heâd moaned when he released was a testament to how badly heâd needed the relief. Not that it hadnât already been obvious from the pressure of his stream.Â
âO-ohâŚâ Thinking about that student was a horrible idea. The image of his piss splattering against the ground caused Renieâs bladder to lurch and squeeze. They gasped as a leak soaked into their pajamas. They were losing it and they hadnât even tried to get out of bed yet. There was no way theyâd be able to make it to the toilet.Â
The toiletâŚthe sound of those flushing urinals filled Renieâs mind and another leak escaped. This one was longer, causing a damp patch to appear on their shorts. It also gave them the tiniest, briefest taste of relief. The smallest amount of pressure from their bladder dissipated.Â
That was all the convincing Renie needed.Â
Their shoulders sagging, Renie moaned as they gave in. A quiet hiss filled their bedroom. The sheets underneath them quickly became soaked and laden with clear piss, pooling underneath their rear. The warmth of their puddle encased them as they panted, out of breath from trying so hard to hold on.
After what felt like ages, Renieâs stream ended. They sat in a large puddle of their own making, still a bit winded and their face burning from embarrassment. They couldnât believe how warm they feltâŚespecially where their hands still gripped themself. A moment or two passed before Renie experimentally rubbed the soaked fabric. A harsh shiver ran up their spine in response. Oh. Interesting. Now they understood why they were so flustered after catching that student in the alleyway.
