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The group gathered again a week later. Per the rules, Lori was in the hot seat, having held her bowels nearly four days, and her bladder overnight. She was so desperate, it was unreal. Although it wasn’t the most desperate she’d ever been.
As they settled into Brianna’s place, everyone bursting to go, Anna repeated the rules. “No going until you give us your history. If you can’t make it, you’re finishing in your mess.”
Lori whimpered, “I’m about ready to pop, I can’t hold it much longer.” She danced in place as she started telling her stories.
First was graduation, where she told of her mild constipation leading up to the day. When it started becoming a true need, her dad rushed Lori and her mom out of the house. Both needed to go badly.
No matter how many times she tried to get relief, her bad luck got in the way. By the time she got back home she was bursting, but her mom almost had an accident, and used her bathroom first, clogging the toilet. The delays continued.
When Lori finally knew she couldn’t hold it anymore she tried her mom’s room, but her dad had locked it. Lori pleaded with her mom to take her to find an outside bathroom, and she struck out multiple times on the way, nearly pissing and shitting herself the whole time.
Finally she got back home, and both bathrooms were occupied. She was hurting too much to keep holding on, and her mom witnessed her having one of the worst accidents of her life.
“That’s quite the sexy story,” Erica said, “though I remember you telling me.” She shifted uncomfortably, and everyone else knew there was bursa merkez escort an unspoken thing between her and Lori.
That’s when Lori told the story of the Thanksgiving hold and the lead up. She let Erica fill in some details as the hold effectively started with her. It occurred to the other women then how close Lori and Erica were. This was more than a friendship.
Erica related that she held it out of embarrassment until the plumbing was shut off, and it caused her a major hurdle she couldn’t overcome. The girls both told about the trip through the mall, turtleheading until they all exploded in line with Lori’s mom.
Jennifer, grunting and groaning, said, “Oh man… UGH… that’s kind of hot, having to hold it after a huge Thanksgiving meal, can’t imagine how desperate you all were!”
“That certainly wasn’t the last time though,” Lori said, “we both held it through our finals last year.”
“Wait,” Brianna said with a moan, “what? You were holding through finals?”
“Well, one in particular,” Erica said.
The girls proceeded into the story, sharing how they intentionally built up the need before their last final days before.
The final was a desperate affair, bladders and bowels both filled to capacity, both girls barely making it through and fidgeting as the professor initially didn’t notice them waiting to turn in their exams. When they left, they were both extremely desperate, and tried to find a bathroom, but it was closed. They struggled back to their dorm only to find their bathroom closed due to a plumbing bursa escort kızlar problem, and the next available building already locked for summer break.
They share how they had needed to empty their bladders at least, and naughtily peed into towels after masturbating and left the pee-soaked towels for maintenance to find. All the other women smiled at this revelation.
They told how they’d started the drive bursting to shit, and simply hadn’t made it all the way and had to pull over and both shit their panties on the way to Lori’s house.
“Okay,” Brianna said as she softly grunted and winced, “that’s quite a daring hold.”
“You’re going to love the next one then,” Lori said with a moan before adding, “I might not finish before I explode though… OOH…!”
“You’re not going yet,” Jennifer groaned, “not if we’re still holding.”
Lori moaned, whimpered and squeezed her legs tightly, then when she was under control again, she resumed.
She told the rest how she and Erica returned home, and planned a weekend girls getaway. They deciding to leave the house for the hours-long drive to the coastal hotel already bursting to poop.
As the drive started, Lori, Erica and Nora were all prairie dogging, barely holding it in. As the hours passed by and they approached the hotel, all three were bursting to pee and poop, all worried about holding it in until they got to the hotel room.
When they arrived, their worst fears became reality, and they were told the plumbing was out. They made it to the room in an elevator that sounded quite rough, then decided to all pee and wait. After less than half an hour, that was no longer an option.
They finally left to go find another working bathroom, and got in the elevator again. It went down a floor and a half and ground to a stop. The women were all scared of course, but Lori explained that her mom was calm enough to call for help despite her own desperation.
The problem became time. All three were dangerously close to shitting their pants, and the repair was taking too long. They all became more desperate by the minute. Finally, more than an hour into their ordeal, Lori was hurting too much to hold it, and took an enormous shot in her pants, followed by Erica and her mom. It was a bonding moment despite the pain and embarrassment, and they all masturbated later. As it turned out, the young female employee helping them through their predicament was desperate too, but they never got a chance to talk.
The women were stunned listening to the experience, realizing how many experiences Lori had in such a short time.
Lori, for her part, finally couldn’t hold it a moment longer. She yelped, her legs separating almost involuntarily as her bladder simply exploded into her pants and all over the floor, and her bowels started noisily forcing their load into her pants as Erica put a loving hand to her back.
Erica, seeing her girlfriend lose it, couldn’t hold on either, and she promptly erupted into her pants.
Anna, Jennifer and Brianna all followed in short order, and there were quickly five very wet and messy women in Brianna’s place.
The rules meant Erica would need to go next, but Brianna made a decision. “Erica,” she said, “I’d say you go next, but your experiences tie into Lori’s. I think you’re off the hook. Next time we meet, we’ll do something more daring.”
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