Bladder Pulsing Novels & Stories

She presses down slightly and I get the urge to pee. “I’m sorry, it will be a little uncomfortable, as I know you have a full bladder. This won’t take long. Dads, why don’t you come and stand here and you can all see your pups?” I look at the ceiling as I hear clicks and feel the wand more over my belly and I wince at the pressure. She seriously better let up otherwise I’m going to pee my pants. When I hear it, I loud and fast whooshing sound. I turn my head to the screen and see two babies kicking and wiggling on the screen. I gasp and put my hands over my mouth as I watch them.

My eyes landed on the purple comb I had been using to scratch the back of my legs a few minutes prior — don't judge me — and I rushed over to grab it in a hurry. "Gotcha," I declared victoriously. And something warm trickled down my legs. "Ugh, weak bladder again?" I grumbled. But then I froze in place. I hadn't needed to pee. No pressure. No urgency. And then — boom. Pain. Sharp and mean and sudden, curling around my lower back and stabbing its way through my abdomen. My hand flew to my belly. "No. no no no. not now. I’m not due for another two weeks!"

I can feel butterfly flutters in my tummy. My vagina is pulsating. Just look at the bulge in his trousers. His eyes are dark as he brings his hand to my face, stroking my cheek softly. His fingers trail from my cheek to my lips and I can’t hold back a shiver of pleasure. I can feel my pussy pulsating. I wiggle my waist a bit, bringing my knees together. His fingers pause for a moment and his eyes meet mine. He smirks, and I can feel my face turning red. Does he know that I am wet for him?

There’s so much tears in my eyes that the slightest blink will get them spilling down uncontrollably. “Yes I am” I say calmly. “I feel like my bladder is going to burst right now” Luna complains and I look at her confused and worried. “You want to pee?” “So badly, but I can’t” “Why not?” “It is actually needed for the test” “Oh…” Is all I can say. “You see, we need her uterus to be up and out of her pelvis so that the fetus can be clearly seen in the ultrasound. This pee in her bladder makes this possible.”

The sky is gradually turning dark. The sensor lights have turned themselves on. The shorter hand of the clock just strikes seven and the longer one strikes twelve. Jamie has yet to plan to go home. Though I hope he will go home soon, because I am kind of in an emergency right now. My bladder is so full that it is stimulating my nerves, and it is causing me a reflex erection! This silky pantie can’t be any help to hold my bulge! I didn’t even drink that much water since I started to stand here, why would I feel like peeing so badly?

The marble beneath our feet was no longer cold or static. It had acquired the slight, humid give of living tissue. As we sprinted toward the heart of the palace, the walls began to contract in a rhythmic, slow-motion wave. In medicine, we call this peristalsis: the involuntary constriction and relaxation of a canal that pushes contents forward. Usually, it happens in the esophagus to move a bolus of food. Now, it was happening in the corridors of my home, and we were the contents being pushed toward the "stomach."

I can’t say it’s my heartbeat because I don’t believe I have one anymore. I hear a thumping, and I am still attempting to figure out what it is. I feel pulsing against my face, so I open my eyes. I can see the vein in Adela’s neck pulsating. I swear I can hear rushing fluid, and I’m betting that it’s her blood. I don’t know how this is possible; maybe I’m crazy,

Then suddenly— A sharp pressure hits my bladder. My breath catches. No… no, not now. I squeeze my thighs together instinctively, curling in tighter as panic rushes through me again. My toes curl against the mattress as I try to hold it in, my whole body tightening with the effort. The pressure grows quickly. Too quickly. “Wait—” I whisper to myself, my voice trembling. My body isn’t listening. Something inside me feels wrong… disconnected, like I’ve lost control over things that should be simple. My breathing becomes shallow as I fight the urge, my muscles trembling.

I try to speak, but the sound only resounds in my head. As my eyes open, I pull on the feeling once more, gazing into the darkness as I peer out the window, watching the moonlight illuminating everything around me. I did it. I’m really here. Now that I’m back, I really need to pee. Oh goddess, I look towards the bathroom door at the other end of the bedroom. It may only be a few meters away, but for how desperate I’m feeling, it looks like miles. The pain becomes unbearable. It feels like my bladder is about to burst. I shuffle on the bed, my limbs heavy and dragging with my movements like I haven’t moved them in ages. I probably haven’t in fairness.

I usually feel these mild, irregular contractions as a slight tightness in my abdomen. I've also experienced backaches and shortness of breath. I've also experienced heartburns on a few occasions but the most annoying symptom I'd give anything to stop is my frequent urination. My bladder feels like a leaking tank and I can't hold any pee in. I've unknowingly peed myself on a few occasions but it's lucky that no one has ever found out. I'd honestly die of shame if they did.