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 The Bathroom

   APRIL SHOWERS

   (C)2001-9 The Bathroom

   "Open the door please, I need a wee!" pleaded April.  She was banging on
the door of the pub she left earlier asking to be let back in.  But the
barman said, "Sorry, we're closed now.  Come back tomorrow." That was not
good enough for April, who was desperate to pee, holding herself tightly
through the light green dress she was wearing and repeatedly bending
double. She felt she was on the verge of wetting herself, and there were
crowds of other people in the street because most of the other pubs in the
area are closing for the night.

   "PLEASE, PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR!" she screamed, as a small tear fell from
her left eye.  "Look, if you don't leave immediately, I will call the
police!" the barman warned.  April looked frantically for somewhere to wee,
but suddenly, she involuntarily let go some pee in her knickers, and before
she could summon all the strength to hold some more, she started to wee
full time.  She bent over and jammed both her hands inbetween her legs as
she felt her dress get soaked.  She looked at the small wet surface on the
ground beneath her.

   After she let out all her fluid, she started to sob a little, and tried
to wipe the hands on the remaining dry parts of her dress.  As she had
nothing to hide her large wet stain with, she had to walk all the way
through the crowds of people to the nearest bus stop.  Not surprisingly,
she got a lot of stares, and she overheard one person call her, "She's a
little baby, she couldn't hold her piss in."

   When April did manage to get home, she took off her dress and looked at
the wet stain.  At first, she felt embarrassed about the incident, but then
she started to wonder about what would happen if she decided to hold her
wee deliberately.  Thinking about it had got her turned on, and when she
felt into her bed, she started to stroke her pussy.  She began to
masturbate slowly, thinking of the incident that happened only a few hours
ago.  She then got out one of her dildos from her wardrobe and gently eased
it into her pussy.  She had got completely carried away, using it on
herself until she had a delicious orgasm.

   When April woke up in the morning, she had a devilish plan.  After her
morning wee, she went to the kitchen to eat two slices of toast and drank a
large mug of tea.  She then took her shower and went back to the bedroom to
change into a white t-shirt and long khaki skirt.  As she left for work,
she felt she had a slight need to pee, but she ignored it.

   Before she reached the train station, she ordered a large coffee from
the café and drank from it.  When she got to work, she had a glass of water
from the drinks machine.  While she was doing her duties, she drank more
water in hourly intervals.  While she was at her desk, she had started to
squirm, and she had crossed her legs tightly.  This attracted some
attention from her colleagues.  One looked at her puzzlingly.

   "Are you alright, April?" she asked.  "Oh, I'm okay, I've just got an
itchy bum, that's all," April replied.  She repeated the process for much
of the day, avoiding the urge to use the toilet.

   After she finished work, she walked past the door to the toilets to
leave the office, trying with all her might to walk as normally as
possible. When she got to the train station, the pressure on her bladder
almost became too much, and she fumbled repeatedly through her bag to find
her ticket in order to get through the barrier gates.  When she pushed her
ticket through the machine, the doors opened.  April took slightly longer
to go through, and as a result, the gates slammed suddenly, hitting her
stomach and causing some pee to escape, dampening her knickers.  She gasped
and immediately bent over in a bid to stop more escaping.

   Eventually, she got to catch her train, and it was packed with other
passengers trying to get home.  The pressure on her bladder was by now
becoming unbearable.  She crossed her legs tightly to compensate for not
being able to hold herself.  The journey on the way home seemed like an
eternity....  April desperately needed to pee, but she couldn't do in front
of the other passengers.

   When the train did reach her home station, she felt tempted to use the
toilet there, but after she left the train to walk on the platform, she
went past them, despite having an extremely full bladder.  After leaving
the station, she involuntarily let go of some pee, which made her grab
herself through her khaki skirt.  When the mini-flow subsided, she looked
down at the small wet patch on the crotch of her skirt.

   She knew she wasn't going to make it home without wetting herself, so
she found a discreet alleyway not far from the station.  Looking to see if
there was anybody about, she started to hold herself through her skirt with
both hands, and began to relax her bladder muscles.  She soon felt her
hands and skirt get soaked.  All that fluid she consumed throughout the day
just flowed out of her.  While doing her dirty deed, she breathed and
sighed heavily with relief.

   After she composed herself, April looked down at the drenched skirt and
wee covering the litter-strewn pavement and was very pleased with herself.
Now she wondered how she will be able to walk home without people noticing
her wet skirt.