Full Bladder Mga Nobela at Kwento

The next day Lana had no idea what went between Xander and Ella, nor did she know that Xander was starting to incline on her side a little more than before. Last night she drank quite a lot of bowls of nourishing soup; maybe it was her being highly medicated she didn't feel the urge to pee but right in the morning she felt her bladder nearly bursting from the pressure. Hurriedly; she tumbled off her bed but before her feet could touch the floor, a muscular arm secured her.

It was soft and surprisingly warm to the touch. The girl spotted his nonplussed expression. "Bubble bath," she explained with a smile. "Bubble bath?" "Yes, just empty it, all of it mind you, into the tub next time you take a bath." "And this will help me with the... um... energy flow?" Bentley said. "It's a special recipe," the shopkeeper said, tapping her nose. "I think you'll find it's very relaxing." Bentley looked doubtfully at the clear plastic bladder. There was a nozzle on one of the sides to let out the liquid contents.

My body has been changing a bit, and my stomach looks bloated. This is insane! Am I pregnant? No!

That familiar, uncomfortable swelling feeling right above my 'V' creeps unto me and then i realize I'm pressed. I fu*king need to pee. I feel my bladder swell and if I try to hold it any longer, I just might end up wetting my bed or getting my bladder to explode!! "Gabby! " I call in a hused tune as I desperately need the loo. I chose to call the one person I can call a friend here. "Gabby! " I call again as she didn't hear me the first time. She just rolls in her bed this time and my bladder isn't helping me in anyway to stay calm.

"Is there something else, Dr. Lang?" "Oh, no, nothing. Just rest. Remember, I'm just a call away." Finally alone, Chloe let out a long, weary sigh. She felt as though her bladder was about to burst, a side effect of the massive amount of fluids they were pumping into her system. She glanced at the IV bag—it was still a third full. Impatience won out over caution. She stood up, reaching for the metal pole to wheel it toward the bathroom, but her legs felt like overcooked noodles.

It flooded into her, mixing with what little she'd retained, creating an overwhelming pressure that made her eyes water. "Fuck... it's too much," she gasped, but her cunt clenched visibly, leaking fresh arousal down her crack. "That's the point." Marcus withdrew the tube and replaced it with two of his fingers, pressing upward against the swollen bladder wall. "Push when I say. Everything comes out through me tonight."