Hello Hello!

This story is pretty short, I've been super busy recently .

Word Count: 1,164

TW: None

Kinks: Pee holding, pee desperation, piss, bladder bulge, masturbation

Momo had been studying for hours, and she was more focused than ever. Midterms were coming up soon, and Momo had put her studying off for far too long.

Her desk was covered in books and papers, various topics filling her mind as she wrote furiously. Hours had gone by since she started. Quiet music was playing, and Momo couldn't have been more at peace.

She wrote quickly, writing down precise notes while sipping on the straw of her water bottle. It was one of those massive bottles that held 100oz, meant to be drank over the course of the day. But afternoon had barely arrived and it was already empty. She looked at it, surprised. She hadn't even realized. Momo stood up, and that's when the feeling hit her. There was an intense pressure in her bladder, one that made her involuntarily groan.

"Oh, my god." She muttered to herself. It wasn't painful, but she must have been VERY focused if she didn't notice this. She put her bottle down and was about to open her door, but stopped when she heard the faint pounding of pop music downstairs.

Mina was holding a party in the dorm commons, to help people relax and de stress before finals.

Momo had to walk past Mina's room to get to the bathroom.

If Mina saw her, there was no way she would make it back to her room to continue studying.

Mina grit her teeth and sat back down. There were only two hours and thirty minutes left on the clock she had set for herself. Two hours and thirty minutes she had to hold it, and then she could stop studying, use the bathroom and join the party guilt free.

It didn't take long for the pressure to become impossible to ignore. She squirmed in her seat, the cushion beneath her pressing against places that made Momo's cheeks begin to flush.

Twenty minutes had gone by, and Momo was losing focus. She was leaned in, staring at her textbook intently, but she had lost her place three times now. She sighed and leaned back in her chair, trying to ignore the wave of arousal that washed over her body as her bladder pressed against her g-spot. She had always been very sensitive down there, and it was like she had made the perfect storm for herself. She rubbed her eyes, praying that she could make it.

"Maybe..." She muttered, looking at the empty bottle sitting on her desk. But Momo waved the thought away with a shake of her head. "Absolutely not!" She picked up her book and began to read again. She was not THAT desperate.

She crossed her legs and turned the page, her eyes scanning over the words, but she wasn't retaining any of the information.

Discomfort had begun to come in waves, every few seconds it felt for a split second as though she was going to lose control. She looked at her clock and groaned.

An hour and a half left.

She wasn't going to make it.

Momo looked around her room for a solution. The water bottle on her desk was not an option, she didn't want to soil something she used to drink from.

Another wave of desperation hit her, and she crossed her legs tight.

"Ah, f-fuck!" Momo's thighs pressed against her clit, which was swollen and throbbing. She groaned, clenching her stomach, which only increased the pressure, and her arousal.

It couldn't hurt. Momo thought to herself as she lifted her skirt and spread her legs. Maybe if she distracted herself with pleasure, she'd be able to ignore the discomfort.

She pressed her middle finger to her panties, gasping slightly when she felt how wet they were. Her thighs were covered with wet, and it dripped through her panties and soaked into the cushion of her chair.

"Oh, god." Momo groaned as she pressed two fingers against her clit. It was more sensitive than it had ever been, and it took all of her effort not to just lose control of her bladder right then and there. Momo began rubbing in gentle circles through the thin fabric, her cheeks flushing as her body trembled slightly. Her nipples began to harden under her thin tank top, and she could see them poking though the light fabric.

As she used one hand to stroke herself, and the other to play with her nipples, she leaned back and caught a glance of herself in her bedroom mirror. She roll her chair back slightly and was going to watch herself masturbate, but she noticed something.

Her belly was protruding from her tank top in a way it hadn't been when she got dressed that morning. But she hadn't eaten much, so why did it look like that?

She pressed her palm gently against her belly and an overwhelming pressure shot through her body, and a little bit of piss gushed from her aching heat.

"Aah! Shit!" Momo yelped, slamming her legs tightly together. Is my bladder really that full? Momo thought to herself as she stared at her belly. It must be. What else could it... She spread her legs slowly, her thoughts only on the dull ache of her sopping pussy, and not on the mess she was inevitably going to make.

One again, she pushed the palm of her hand against her swollen lower belly. This time she went slower, the pressure slightly more bearable. She was clenching her muscles as hard as she could, but even that wasn't stopping a small trickle from soaking into her already sopping wet panties.

The feeling of her body releasing slowly, despite her best efforts, was intoxicating. But she wanted to make this last.

Momo put her hands on her hips and grabbed her waistband, preparing herself to stand and take off her panties. She took in a deep breath and rose, her legs surprisingly shaky as she yanked her panties to her knees. As soon as she bent over, the pressure became unbearable again and a long gush of piss streamed out of her, splattering noisily on the chair behind her, and dripping down her legs.

"Ah! Mm!" She whimpered, shoving her hand between her legs and pressing her middle finger against her aching hole, stopping the flow.

Momo leaned back in her chair, letting her head fall back.

The aching of her body for release, and the throbbing of her clit told her that she wasn't going to be able to go back to studying for a very long time.

Thank you for reading!

I might make a part two, if y'all want it.

Let me know if you do!