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Katie woke up that Saturday morning with a massive urge to pee and called Lauren to beg her to use the bathroom. Lauren initially said no, telling her she had to eat breakfast, shower and get ready for work. Katie was mildly confused but asked what she meant.
Lauren told her the scenario that day, “You’ve got a job as a lifeguard at the local beach. You woke up a little later than normal and you’re not sure yet if you have time to pee before leaving for work.”
“Okay, I’m going to have breakfast with extra juice as it’ll be a hot day and bring plenty of extra water with me. Maybe I can pee before I walk out the door.”
Katie had her breakfast while potty dancing, then showered the same way, and texted Lauren saying she couldn’t hold it any longer. Lauren relented and said she could pee, but she had to masturbate on her full bladder first. It was extremely difficult being near bursting and trying to get herself off. But she managed to do it on the toilet and had a greater orgasm than she thought possible before losing control of her bladder. That was interesting, she’d have to try it again, maybe less full. Then she called as she was leaving, “By the way, if I’m going to be an actor in your fantasies, then I’m no longer Katie, I’m Kelsie, your regularly desperate character.”
“Understood… Kelsie, I can accept that. What’s your going rate?”
“I get to watch you in desperation too, and maybe some masturbation?”
“Deal! Now get to work!”
Kelsie got to “work” shortly thereafter, at about 8, her chair with an iPad set up on a table directly in front of her showing most of her body sitting in the chair in a sexy string bikini for maximum exhibition of her sexy toned body and soft tanned skin. She started slowly sipping her water, watching the ocean and the few people in it. She enjoyed the outdoors, the sun on her soft skin, the breeze in her hair. This job was good for all the right reasons, as well as one she didn’t admit to anyone.
As the morning went on, Kelsie kept sipping at her water. After about an hour, she noticed the first minor tingling in her bladder. She was easily able to ignore it, which she did for the next hour. The iPad was recording her the whole time for Lauren to watch casually as she did things around the house. At the two-hour mark, Kelsie was supposed to be relieved by another guard to get her two hours to relax before taking over again at noon. As 10 am rolled around, the other guard was nowhere to be seen. Kelsie waited a little while longer, feeling her bladder filling more, hoping the other guard was just a little late. At 10:30 with her bladder sending more signals that it was filling, Kelsie realized something must be wrong, the relief was never this late. She was still alert but was worrying about when she would get a break to empty her bladder. Finally, she called her supervisor at home, and Lauren answered. “Hey Kelsie, what’s up?”
“Well, my relief hasn’t shown up, and I’m just wondering what happened there.”
“You know what, I’m not honestly sure. Can I make some phone calls and find out for you?”
“That would be awesome, thank you!”
Kelsie smiled briefly to herself. She’d have to wait to pee. Oh darn, what bad luck for her bladder. That thought elicited a tingle in her groin, but not from her steadily filling bladder. With that thought she looked around to make sure no one was watching, and no one was now. She started softly touching herself again, paying careful attention to her filling bladder, which was seemingly giving her more incentive to get herself off. In a couple minutes she did, though her bladder wasn’t as full as she wanted it yet. She’d have to try again when it was really full.
A few minutes later Lauren called back. “Sounds like your relief got in a minor car accident on the way and won’t make it. I’m calling around to see if someone can at least take over at noon for you.”
“Thank you, I appreciate that, Lauren!”
“I just now realized if no one comes out, it keeps you from using the bathroom. Because I trust your judgment, if you need to leave the chair briefly to use the bathroom, you can do so, just don’t leave the chair for too long in case something happens.”
“Thank you, I’ll be smart about it.”
“I know you will, now let me see if I can get some backup coverage.”
Kelsie finally returned to her duties, though it was a quiet day on the beach with very few people around. She subconsciously told herself to slow down on her water drinking just in case the noon relief didn’t pan out either. As 11 am approached, Kelsie found she was getting some stronger signals from her bladder, but it still wasn’t super urgent. Lauren hadn’t called back though, which had her mildly concerned. Just as she was thinking she might call Lauren again, her phone rang. “Hello?”
“Hey Kelsie, it’s Lauren. So, bad news, I’ve called everyone I can, and no one’s answering. Unless I can get someone to answer, it looks like you’ll be alone today. I’ll see about scheduling you a day or two off as soon as I can squeeze it in the schedule, sorry about this.”
“That’s okay, I’ll manage,” Kelsie said, smiling to herself at the barrier to relief of her bladder.
“Are you sure? Do you have enough food and water, enough sunscreen?”
“Yeah, I came prepared, I’m good to hold out for the day.” Kelsie smiled again at what she’d said. What a play on words. If only Lauren knew. She hung up a second later and resumed her duties. It was going to be approaching lunchtime soon, and Kelsie was starting to get hungry. She’d eat shortly, and she had one more snack for mid-afternoon.
Kelsie continued to watch the people on the beach, as bored as ever. At 11:45 she pulled out her sandwich for lunch and ate. As she was eating, Kelsie felt her bladder start sending some stronger signals, approaching a point of urgency. Kelsie was happy with where this was going, as her bladder was finally feeling full enough to be enjoyable. Now it was time to make it really fun. She could see that Lauren was watching her squirm in a subtle way and gave her a wink. Lauren watched intently as Kelsie left the screen, then started a brief video chat by phone acting like she was just walking away from the chair by herself, and Lauren knew where she was going. She made a show of walking around the house like it was a long walk to her destination, then flipped the screen to show her closed bathroom door. She reached and grabbed the handle, pushed it a couple times, tried twisting it but it didn’t work, then she flipped the camera back, showing her distraught face as she bobbed in place. “I really have to pee, and the bathrooms are closed! Now what am I going to do??”
She stood there for about 30 seconds bobbing and lightly pee dancing, then showed herself walking back, a look of concern on her face. When she got back to the chair she hung up, but looked at the iPad with a devilish grin that Lauren could easily interpret, but which Kelsie explained to the beach anyway. “Lauren said no relief is coming, and to use the bathroom if I needed to, but they’re locked up. I have no way of emptying my bladder for the next four hours. My poor bladder! But what a turn-on!”
Lauren smiled on the other end of the iPad connection at how well Kelsie was embracing this challenge. It was super arousing watching her urgency to pee increase, and the constant disruptions to her plan of emptying her bladder. She was taking it all in stride, and Lauren could tell she was enjoying being denied bathroom access. It was more obvious a moment later when she saw Kelsie give a nervous look around, grin, then start touching herself. As she started touching, rubbing and stroking, she also occasionally pushed on her bladder, saying things like, “Oh, I need to pee so bad! Doesn’t matter, you can’t go, hold it in your bladder!” She got the result she wanted, an unbelievable orgasm on a full bladder, and she was finally able to focus on her duties, but still wanted to explore the feelings more over the course of the day.
After getting back to the chair, things started slowly getting worse for Kelsie. Her bladder’s cries for attention were getting more insistent, and she had to occasionally squeeze her shapely thighs together to keep her liquid inside. As 1 pm came and went, Kelsie realized she had consumed more than half her water, despite telling herself to slow down. There were no more calls from Lauren, which meant no coverage, and Kelsie was still on her own to hold her bladder on the job, and apparently now with a locked bathroom.
The next hour was slow and painful for Kelsie as she kept trying to focus on her job but was constantly reminded by her bladder that she needed to pee badly. It would do no good to call Lauren, as the bathrooms were not something she could open. So, Kelsie continued to hold on, even though her bladder was starting to bulge out a little and she was getting progressively more fidgety and desperate as time went on.
At 2 pm, Kelsie was doing an obvious potty dance in the chair and Lauren was loving every minute of it. Kelsie finally had her last snack and resolved to check again if the bathroom was unlocked. She wandered off camera, and called again, still pretending she was alone and walking desperately to the bathroom. When she got there the door opened, but she went toward the closet door and started dancing outside it. “Oh damnit, a line? I don’t have time to wait! Shit! I need to pee! I guess I just have to hold it longer…”
With that she walked out and headed back to the chair, more distraught than before at being denied a chance at relieving her bursting bladder, but quietly elated at her bad luck. She was now bobbing on her walk back to the chair, because even walking was straining her bladder. Out of curiosity, she stopped walking for a second and flipped the camera, pointing it down toward her belly and feet. She immediately noticed it, her bladder sticking out making her look like she was in the early stages of pregnancy. She was pregnant with pee! She smiled and said the same to Lauren, who giggled at the thought. Finally, Kelsie continued back and made it to the chair. She had finished her snack and lunch, and she had just under two hours until her shift was over, and she could shut down the chair and finally take care of her tortured and bulging bladder. As she was looking at her bladder bulge, she realized now might be a great time to get a different feeling. Without a further thought, realizing how well it went the last time, she started touching and stroking herself again, feeling her contents pulsating against her tortured peehole and bladder walls. It was getting her off almost too quickly now, but she didn’t care. She was loving the feeling of her desperate bulging bladder assisting another amazing orgasm as she finally finished and squeezed her peehole to provide temporary relief until she was in control again.
Kelsie sat back down, careful to cross her legs to curb her desperate need. She was still thirsty, so she continued taking little sips of her water, but she knew this would only worsen her situation. If she had to go assist or rescue someone in her condition, she’d be in pain running with a bulging bladder, and would more than likely wet herself at once. Still, she didn’t want to be dehydrated, so she had to carefully sip her water, knowing her bladder was only filling more.
At 2:30, Kelsie was openly dancing in her chair, but thankfully the beach had cleared out, so there was no one to see her looking like what she was, a young female lifeguard trying desperately not to piss her pants like a little girl. “I need to pee so bad! My bladder is so full!” I wish those bathrooms didn’t have a line, then I could finally pee!”
At 3, Kelsie was absolutely dying to pee. She had another hour of her shift, and when she wasn’t doing an awful potty dance on the chair, she was twisted up like a pretzel trying desperately not to unleash 7 hours of piss in her sexy bikini. She wasn’t even sure she’d make it to the end of her shift without pissing herself, but she was determined to try. It was arousing her being so full and being deprived the relief she so desperately needed. Lauren was apparently equally turned on, as she was rubbing herself on camera for Kelsie to see. Kelsie waited a few minutes for Lauren to finish, then looked longingly toward the bathroom. “If I try it and they’re still locked or there’s another line, I’ll probably wet myself. I should just stay here and hold it until I’m done, it’s the only way.”
Kelsie thought she noticed Lauren shifting around but couldn’t be sure. Had she been holding it this whole time too? She’d have to make a mental note to ask once her entire energy wasn’t focused on keeping her bladder from exploding.
Another half hour saw Kelsie dancing even harder, the only people on the beach a young couple walking hand in hand, oblivious to their lifeguard trying not to piss herself. At one point, Kelsie struggled to keep herself still and felt her bladder. It was bulging out so much that she truly looked pregnant, and it was rock hard to the touch. But touching it caused a wave of desperation to flood her poor body, and Kelsie twisted her legs together again hoping to make it to the end of her shift without her bladder rupturing. It was at this point that Kelsie knew she had one last chance to explore the other feeling. Without even checking if anyone was watching, she stuck a couple fingers in her pussy, and instantly felt on fire. Her bladder was screaming for the relief she’d denied it, her womanhood was screaming for pleasure, and her bulge made it impossible to rub herself without compressing her bladder more. It was a matter of a few seconds before Kelsie had a mind-blowing orgasm, and instantly had to put a finger against her exhausted and tortured peehole to keep her desperately overfilled bladder from unloading 8 hours of piss into her sexy bikini bottom.
As 4 approached, Kelsie was at her wits end, unable to stay still for a moment, her bladder constantly screaming for relief. The last few minutes consisted of Kelsie standing in front of the chair doing the most aggressive pee dance of her life while trying to pack her things so she could immediately go to the bathroom when she had the chair closed. She finally did just that, putting the rescue float in the storage box, and hobbling to the bathroom. She showed herself on video chat desperately telling herself to hold on just a little longer. She got to the bathroom door, dancing in place, having set the iPad on the ground showing a full view of her sexy and desperate body for Lauren to see. She grabbed the doorknob and twisted, finding it locked. “NO! It’s locked! I need to PEE! I can’t hold it any longer, it’s going to come out!”
Kelsie danced in place for about another 30 seconds, but she was at her limit. As she danced in front of the locked door holding herself, her bladder finally let go. “Oh no, I’m losing it! It’s coming out!” She grunted, willing herself to keep it in for even a second longer, but it didn’t work, and for a minute and a half her pee cascaded out of her agonizingly full bladder into her swimsuit, down her legs and puddling on the floor. The bulge finally deflated, and Kelsie finally felt empty, so relieved her knees almost buckled, and she nearly came on the spot.
After recovering, she stood in her wet clothes and looked at the iPad and only then noticed that Lauren was doing an aggressive potty dance with a full view of her voluptuous body on the screen.
“Have you been holding it all day too?”
“Well, it wouldn’t do to have you feel like you were alone in your struggles.”
“Oh my gosh, I can’t believe how naughty that is! Are you going to wet yourself?”
“Yeah, I’m pretty desperate right now, I really can’t hold it.”
“Show me.”
Lauren danced for a second, groaning with desperation before flooding her jeans for Kelsie to watch.
“Thank you for showing me that Lauren. It turned me on so much!”
“You’re welcome, Kelsie! I mean, Katie.”
“Actually, I kind of like Kelsie, I want to keep it. Katie is me to everyone else, and they don’t matter. You do, so I’m Kelsie.”
Kelsie and Lauren then had some fun in their wet clothes together on their iPads in view of one another before getting to the rest of the day.