
Holding out until the new year! (/w speedwrite)
10:45 PM
Candi watched the clock tick down the seconds, impatiently squirming and rocking in her seat as she struggled to hold out another minute. The longer she endured, the more every second felt like a minute and every minute felt like an hour. The feline was quivering like a leaf in the wind, her body tense for every fiber of her being was focused on one task. She moaned and mewed feverously as she fidgeted impatiently in her seat. Both of her paws were planted to her loins, her palm rubbing her clit as she squirmed. Through her half-closed eyes, she stared in awe at her bulging tummy. It never ceased to surprise her how tough her bladder could be. She had drunk so much over the hours. Soda, water, juice, all of it becoming pee for her bladder to hold. Hold it all it did, stretching and bloating her tummy to acclimate to the load, but the feline was nearing her limit. By this point, her bladder was stretched short of its bursting point, heavy and full to the brim with no room for more, making her belly firm to the touch and bulging profoundly from her body. As Candi moved, the lake of pee sloshed within, the building burning pressure worsening her dire need to pee. Of course, it hurt forcing her body to hold so much, especially when she was so close to her limit, but the horny kitty was loving it. Her loins tingled with the desperate urge that aroused her to no end, the threat of wetting herself too real to be ignored. However, Candi was beyond the point of dashing into the bathroom, the hope of doing that came and gone. If she were to put her energy into anything other than breathing and holding her pee for even a second, she was going to wet herself certain.
With every passing moment, stronger waves thrashed against her clinched sphincter, her bladder eager to void itself, each pulsing wave making her whimper with increasing arousal. Candi felt like she was going to explode from lust and pee, but she wanted to keep holding. She needed to! New Year’s was so close. Ever since noon that day, Candi had sworn off peeing until the new year rolled in. Every hour she made sure to drink a cup of something and posted her progress online for her viewers each hour as her need to pee grew. She had done this every year, but had never managed to make the twelve-hour wait; however, this was the closest she had ever made it. She couldn’t give up yet! Not even when her bladder was on the verge of bursting! Not even when she was close to drowning her seat with piss. She had to try!
Another minute had passed. It was a blissful agony, but she had made it another sixty seconds! Only an hour and fourteen minutes to go…
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This was a spur of the moment bit. I think I'm going to do more stuff with Candi this year.
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