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   Backseat Bursting: Pass the Toilet



   Chapter 1

   By: Anime Lover



   (ANIME) LOLI, WATERSPORTS

   Chapter Summery: An unfortunate group of girls, desperate to pee and
nowhere to go, find that their only source of relief is... 
'unconventional'.










Disclaimer: NONE
NOTE: This fic is a response to paragon's challenge request, Backseat
Bursting, on Nyou Fiction.

   "Ohhhh...  I gotta pee so bad!" whines one of three fifteen year old
triplets, sitting on the couch-like seat in the far back of a van,
clutching her crotch in a desperate need to hold on.

   The sister, Jessica, dressed in a pink T-shirt and jeans, her hair
styled in a braided ponytail, wasn't alone in her struggle.  Her two
sisters, Kelly and Ginny, occupying the middle of the van, sitting in the
left and right seat respectively, also had their hands between their legs,
squirming at various intensities.

   "Heh, what's the chances that all of us have to pee so bad at the same
time though?" chuckles Kelly, sitting in the left chair, smiling as she
tries to find some amusement with the situation.

   Kelly, unlike Jessica, wore a white tank-top with a matching pleated
white skirt, her un-styled hair reaching her shoulders.

   "No jokes please." groans Ginny, sitting in the right chair, eyes closed
and rocking back and forth.

   Ginny, wore a yellow T-shirt and and jean 'hot-pants', revealing much of
her blemish-free legs.

   Along with the sisters, the need to empty the bladder also extended to
the front of the van, both, the driver, the triplets thirty-seven year old
mother, Rachael and the passenger, the triplets ten-year old cousin, Becky,
were also in need of a toilet.

   "Just hold on for a little while longer girls." comments the mother as
she continued to drive on the freeway, who thankfully, wasn't as desperate
for a toilet as the others, since she also needed to focus on driving,
though she was going a little faster than normal...  "There's a rest stop
up ahead around this turn."

   "Hurryyyyy!" whines Becky, trembling in desperation.  "I don't think I
can hold it anymore!" the little girl cries out, dressed in a pink sundress
and clutching herself firmly.

   "Just a few more minutes..." urges Rachael, briefly looking to the small
girl with slight concern, "Just hold on a little longer." she adds, before
directing her next comment to her daughters behind her.  "How are you guys
doing back there?"

   "I-I should be able to hold out until we get there." answers Jessica.

   "Yeah, me too." adds Kelly.

   "I-I dunno..." groans Ginny.  "I'm in the same boat as Becky.  I d-don't
know how much longer I got."

   "Well if your gonna have an accident don't do it on the seat." comments
Rachael.

   "Geez, thanks for the vote of confidence mom." retorts Ginny.

   Upon the Rachael going into the turn, not even half-way through it she
sees a build-up of vehicles and quite soon, rounding the corner, her heart
sunk as she sees a sea of vehicles in front and was forced to come to a
stop.

   The subsequent "Awwww..." from Becky and the sensation of the van
slowing caused the triplets to lift their gaze and Kelly questioning, "Why
are we-" though she didn't get far before to her horror, seeing the
traffic-jam ahead.

   "That's so not fair!" whines Jessica, before leaning to her left onto
the long seat and clutching herself harder.

   "What are we gonna do!?" desperately asks Ginny.  "There's no way we'll
hold out long enough now!"

   While the groans and whines persisted for the next few moments, it all
briefly came to an end as Becky suddenly declares...

   "I can't hold it any more!"

   The little girl lifting her legs up to her chest with a groan as her
hold began to crumble, her pee, unseen at the moment, trickling out of her,
damping her panties.

   "It's...  c-coming out!"

   "Ok!  Ok!  Hold on!" quickly replies Rachael, hurriedly trying to find
SOMETHING nearby in the van that could help.

   "I can't stop iiiit!" wails Becky as her hold crumbles further, the
trickle becoming a gentle stream as the crotch of her panties became
saturated enough for her pee to start flowing through the fabric and the
back of her dress beginning to absorb the liquid before a small puddle
began to form in her chair.

   Rachael soon sees the only useful thing, a nearly empty bottle of
Mountain Dew.  Quickly taking it from the cup-holder, the woman quickly
unscrews the cap and hands it to Becky.

   "Here!  Use this!"

   If not for the accident in progress, Becky would've questioned about the
few gulps of pop that remained, instead, she took it without question,
hurriedly lifting her dress and pulling the crotch of her panties aside,
revealing her hairless little flower and a stream of clear pee flowing from
her before quickly placing the mouth of the bottle against her and with the
steady sound of liquid meeting liquid, the young girl gave a sigh of relief
and the flow intensified, although, while one of the five had found relief,
the sight and sound of Becky's relief only made the others need to pee even
worse.

   "Just great..." groans Jessica, laying on the long seat.  "I gotta pee
even worse now!  I don't know how much longer I can hold out."

   "I-I think I'm reaching my limit..." groans Ginny, lifting her legs up
much like Becky had done.

   "There has to be something else here we can use." states Kelly, removing
herself from her seat with a groan before heading to the back of the van
where Jessica lay and looking behind the seat, searching for some kind of
container that they could pee in.

   A long few moments later, groaning from her increasing need to pee,
Kelly could find nothing of use, the one pop bottle she did find, was too
beat up to use.

   "There's nothing back here!" whines Kelly, leaving the seat and
returning her hand back to her crotch.

   All hope of dry panties seemed to be lost, the vehicle hadn't moved an
inch and the whines and groans increased.  The triplets mother, now also
looked to be in a desperate need now as well with seeing Becky finishing
her relief as the young girl sat back, eyes closed with a big smile on her
face as the sound of her pee flowing into the bottle came to gentle end,
soon lifting the bottle up to reveal that it was as close to full without
spilling out, which she secured with the cap.

   "I feel SO much better now!" declares Becky.

   "Well that makes one of us." comments Rachael with a smile.

   "I really don't wanna have an accident!" groans Ginny, squeezing her
hands between her tightly clenched thighs.

   Moments into the group silently and reluctantly accepting the fate of an
imminent group wetting; Jessica, nearly willing to give up, gave one more
attempt at finding something of use, looking under the seat she was laying
on...

   When she saw it, at first, she didn't think anything of it, just a small
dirty towel, Jessica briefly looked over it, before a realization suddenly
dawned on her and in her excitement, she nearly had an accident then and
there as she quickly pulls the towel from under the seat, revealing it to
be a rather large face towel.

   "We can use this!" she quickly declares, pulling the dirty towel free.

   Her sisters and mother all look to her and Kelly asks first...

   "A dirty old towel?  H-How would we use that besides after we all pee
ourselves?"

   "We can pee into it, duh!" answers Jessica, quickly sitting up, pulling
her remaining hand from her crotch, causing her thighs to tremble with the
reinforcing loss of her hands as she folds the towel three times into a
thick, small rectangle.

   Ginny, seeing the clever action taken by her sister, gasps out...

   "Let me use it first!  PLEASE!?" she pleads, reaching out her left hand
towards her, groaning as she could feel her hold slipping without her hand
as small trickle of pee began to flow from her and dampen her panties. 
"I-I'm at my limit!  I'm starting to lose it!"

   While Jessica really didn't want to give up her chance for relief, given
that it was her idea after all, she couldn't just ignore her sisters
desperate plea, especially if Ginny was starting to wet herself, she
herself still had dry underwear.

   "O-Ok fine!  But make it quick!" quickly answers Jessica, tossing the
towel to her sister and returning her hands to her crotch.

   "Thank-you!" immediately declares Ginny, quickly removing her hand from
her crotch, groaning in a futile attempt at holding the flood at bay as
once her hand left, the trickle had turned into a steady stream, causing
her to hurriedly unbutton and unzip her shorts, not to remove them, but
give enough room as she shoves the folded towel under her panties and and
against her damp labia before a long "OOOOOHHHHhhhh!" leaves her as she
relaxes and her pee floods from her and into the dirty towel.

   "Hey don't go crazy there!" declares Jessica, groaning as the sound of
her sisters moan of relief, like Becky's, made her own need even worse, the
same was true of Kelly.  "Don't flood it, we still need to use it!  Just
pee enough for you to hold out."

   Kelly, despite her need to pee, looked under Jessica's seat and found
another towel.

   "Hey, there's another." she states, before reaching in and pulling it
out, though both sisters hearts sunk as they see the towel was pathetically
small, a foot-long square, though this one was much cleaner than the first.

   "Well it's better than nothing." comments Jessica.

   "Here..." states Kelly, offering the towel to Jessica.  "Since it was
your idea, I'll let you go first."

   "No, you take it." replies Jessica, before removing herself from her
seat with a groan and taking the two steps towards Ginny, who was clearly
enjoying her relief.  "Hey, it's my turn, stop peeing."

   "J-Just a little more, I'm nearly done." sighs Ginny, smiling.

   "Nearly done!?" Gasps Jessica.  "You're gonna flood it!  You can't hog
it!" she adds, before reaching a hand towards the towel emerging from her
sisters panties and grabbing it.

   "H-Hey!  Wait!  I'm not done yet!" declares Ginny, attempting to
maintain hold on the towel.

   "You're supposed to be sharing it!  I was nice enough to let you go
first!"

   While her sisters briefly fought over the makeshift toilet, Kelly had
folded the small face towel as thick as she could and placed it under her
panties, pressed against her crotch, though she continued to hold in her
pee, she knew the folded towel wouldn't hold much, so she wanted to try and
wait for her turn with the bigger towel.

   "Nooo!" gasps Ginny, as Jessica snatches the towel from her hold,
causing her pee that continued to leave her to flood into her panties and
shorts before she managed to slowly hold back the flow, but it was struggle
and little spurt continued to slip free.

   "Look how drenched it is now!" declares Jessica, seeing a huge wet spot
that nearly covered the entire side of the towel.

   Though Jessica, quickly put her annoyance on hold and turned the towel
around to the dry side, cringing some when she felt the pee on the other
side, turning around, quickly unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans, pulling
them down just enough to expose her butt to the others as she places the
towel against the tensed lips of her labia, sighing loudly as she finally
relaxed, allowing her pee to flood into the towel, feeling her pee spread
across it.

   Despite the euphoria of release, Jessica didn't want to be greedy like
her sister, Ginny and began to pull the reigns back on the intensity at
which she was letting her pee leave her and after only ten seconds of
heaven, Jessica gave a groan as she clenches her urethra, feeling a few
more spurts leave her, before she felt her hold secure, then pulling the
wet towel from her damp lips, seeing the wet spot roughly half the size of
Ginny's before her and offering the towel to Kelly behind her.

   "Here, you go a little and give it back."

   "OK..." replies Kelly, before starting to offer the smaller towel to
Jessica, she gasps and looks to their mother, who advances the van a short
distance, as she takes the bigger towel.  "Hey mom, here."

   "Thanks, but no." replies Rachael with a smile.  "I'm not doing so bad."

   "You sure?" asks Kelly.

   "Yeah, you three need it more than I do."

   "Ok then." replies Kelly, before handing the smaller towel back to
Jessica, who takes it.

   Ginny, seeing the exchange, whines as she felt more of her remaining
urine slipping pass her hold into her panties and shorts.

   "H-Hey!  What about me!?"

   "You have to wait." states Kelly, quickly refolding the bigger, though
wet towel, for a drier place to pee and quickly pulling her panties down
under her skirt and placing the towel against her and giving a sigh of
pleasure as she was finally able to relax and flood the towel in her pee.

   "Ok I'm sorry!" pleads Ginny, feeling more and of her urine leaving her.
"I can't stop it now!"

   "I'm sure your panties are already wet now." states Jessica.  "You said
you were nearly done, so-"

   "Screw you!" retorts Ginny, before gasping as her hold crumbles and
giving a shameful wail as she feels the last of her remaining urine stream
out of her as if she was sitting on the toilet at home, only this time, her
panties and shorts, already wet, were the last line of defense,
successfully soaking up the final volume of urine, saving the seat of her
chair from a golden puddle.

   No one in the van said anything about Ginny's obvious loss of control,
though Kelly, taking a similar amount of peeing time as Jessica, holds back
her flow with a tremble, before offering the even wetter towel to her and
Jessica giving her back the small one.

   After three separate uses, there was not a dry spot left on the towel,
just places wetter than others and Jessica groans as she places the warm,
wet towel against herself again and added more of her pee into it.  Not
four seconds into it, Jessica could feel her pee dripping down her fingers,
the unfortunate towel had reached it's limit it seemed.

   "Crap, I don't think it can hold anymore." comments Jessica, trembling
as she could feel more of her pee streaming out of her more forcefully, as
a result, feeling even more pee fall from her fingers and given that she
hadn't pulled down her underwear and pants very far, what pee fell through
the towel and down her fingers, fell to and was caught by her panties and
jeans.

   "I guess we only have the back-up then." states Kelly, before groaning
as she felt her hold slip and a short stream of pee wet the small folded
towel pressed against her.

   "What are we gonna do?" questions Jessica, feeling more and more of her
pee leaving her and further wetting her panties and jeans.  She wanted to
stop, the towel was useless now, but she couldn't find the willpower to, so
Jessica simply continued, quite literally giving up as what little
restraint she still held on her flowing pee, she let go, allowing her urine
to flood through the saturated towel, down her fingers, to be absorbed by
her panties and jeans, the faint 'pat, pat, pat' of rapid drops of urine
wetting cloth was unmistakable.

   Despite two failed attempts at successfully finding relief, Kelly had
thought up a plan of her own and releases as much pee into the small folded
towel as she thought it could hold.  Feeling the pee soaking into the other
side, told her it was enough, before holding back the rest with a groan. 
Pulling the saturated towel from her panties and dropping it to the floor,
Kelly pulls her panties down completely and removes them, then balling them
up and placing it against her lower lips much like the towel and let go
into her panties.

   Although even that attempt wasn't enough as her panties lasted only
seconds before her urine fully soaked through them and she was now left in
the same position Jessica had found herself in.  Her panties were Kelly's
only idea and in the 'shock' of nothing else to use and the fact that she
was still peeing, Kelly was seconds from giving up, afterall, the only
reason she took her panties off was because she was wearing a long enough
skirt and using the skirt itself was NOT an option, she didn't want to be
completely naked from the waist down.

   Although, within the moment of giving up, her pee falling through her
panties and dripping from her fingers, Kelly saw her socks!  It would
likely only be prolonging the inevitable, but Kelly didn't care; quickly
clenching her urethra, Kelly drops her panties and pulls her feet from her
shoes and quickly removes her socks, pulling them inside-out into a neat,
compact ball and placing it against her crotch and letting go again with a
low moan.

   After a few moments, to Kelly's surprise, although she could feel much
of the socks soaked through, about a third she guessed, Kelly could also
feel her urination tapering off.  Had she succeeded where her sisters had
failed!?  The moments pass and Kelly soon feels the socks fully saturated
and her peeing beginning to drip from her fingers, just as she was at the
point in her urination that she had to push out the last few streams.

   With a satisfied sigh, Kelly pulled away the soaked pair of socks with a
smile on her face, soon looking to her sisters, Ginny, who still sat in her
seat, her face red and looking down to her drenched jean shorts, with her
hands on her lap; Jessica, who had removed her jeans altogether, though
pulled her stained panties up, sitting on the couch-like seat, using the
dry parts of her jeans to wipe her legs and crotch, though she did look up
to Kelly.

   "At least one of us made it without an accident." comments Jessica.

   "Heh, I almost didn't make it." replies Kelly, before gasping and
looking towards the front of the van, to her mother.  "Oh yeah, mom, how
are you doing?"

   "I'm holding in there." replies the woman, as she guides the van a short
distance before stopping.  "After the little event with you three though, I
don't know how much longer I can go, I might have an accident myself, heh."
she adds, with a chuckle.

   Becky quickly chimes in...

   "Hey!  Since we're all empty now, how about the four of us try to find a
way for her not to have an accident." she offers, before kicking off her
shoes and pulling her socks off.  "I'll let you use my socks like Kelly
did."

   "Me too." adds Jessica, removing her shoes and socks.

   The action was also followed by Ginny, causing Rachael to smile.

   "Thanks girls."
   END