Full Bladder Novels & Stories

She tucked it between her arm and marched towards the register, determination in her every step. The box's contents rattled out onto the bathroom countertop; two white plastic sticks and a folded pamphlet. Jade squirmed, crossing her legs as she quickly scanned over the instructions. Her bladder felt like it was going to burst! She probably didn't need to drink two bottles of water earlier. She perched over the toilet seat and held the plastic stick between her legs.

She wasn't going anywhere. Lexi looked around frantically. They were in the middle of nowhere. She couldn't pee there in the forest right in front of her brother! Except, her body was quite insistent that she had to do exactly that, right there and then, no matter how much her mind might protest. God, it really felt like it was going to gush out of her any second. Her bladder was overfull, like a urine-filled balloon about to pop. Even her kidneys ached. What the everloving fuck?

In such a situation, Brian surely wouldn't let her go in alone for the ultrasound. Yasmin was anxious. Then, after thinking for a moment, she said, "Pregnant women need a full bladder for an ultrasound. So, I need to drink some water." The water dispenser was right there. Brian glanced at her and agreed, letting her go. Yasmin walked over, took a cup, and filled it with water. She could feel Brian's gaze on her the whole time.

The room stayed dark. Sealed shut. Blacklights hummed low and steady above them, casting everything in bruised violet. No windows, no clocks. It could've been midnight. It could've been noon. Time didn't reach in here. Quill moved first. He tried to stretch his legs, but his muscles pulled tight. His joints ached from staying twisted up in the same position too long. His muscles protested. He blinked against the dark, vision still blurry, and forced in a deep breath. The soreness had changed. No longer jagged. Now it was just a steady throb, sunk deep into tendons and spine.

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.

Aurora I woke up in Caleb’s arms, my bladder screaming at me to use the bathroom. It would be a lot easier if I weren’t tangled up in his arms and legs. I tried to shift my bleary eyes, peering open as I look around the room. “What is it baby girl?” his sleepy gruff voice calls to me as I continue to wriggle against him. “I need to pee,” I tell him as I continue to shuffle my bladder pressing down on my and I feel like it is about to burst at any moment. I’m definitely hydrated now.

The next morning, Barbara woke up with a strong headache. "Ahh! My head aches badly, Why do I have to drink that much?" She caresses her head, feeling too tired to get up even when she is pressed. She fell back to the bed to use the duvet to cover herself but her bladder would not let her rest. "You devil, can't you just keep quiet?" She walked reluctantly to the toilet, she sat to empty her bladder, she didn't take notice that water was running in the shower area that was separated by a glass door, anyone in the shower section could see the one in the toilet bowl.

A full bladder wakes me from sleep like the world's most unglamorous alarm clock. I grumble my way to the bathroom, muttering curses at my reproductive system for staging nightly protests. As soon as I sit, the avalanche hits. Memories of the trial and the jury’s verdict crash over me with all the grace of a wrecking ball, nearly knocking me off the toilet. Charming.

Jacob squinted at his friend’s laugh, seeing how happy and relieved she seemed that she had managed to make her target so curious. "Alright, have you had plenty to drink?" Jacob asked, ready to start. For a 15-week pregnancy, an amniocentesis or the collection of a small amount of amniotic fluid requires a full bladder to act as a cushion for the uterus. However, after 20 weeks, the bladder needs to be empty to avoid puncturing it. "Yes! I’ve been holding my pee for a while. Just look." Hayle looked at the ultrasound. Jacob nodded, confirming her bladder was full, and he also saw the image of the baby. Hayle was immediately touched by it.

My bladder suddenly fills up and the urge to find the closest restroom and pee becomes overwhelming. I wish I hadn’t come home.