The Famous Bathroom Line Dancer
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I haven't updated my blog in the last 2 1/2 months again because unfortunately nothing particularly interesting has happened to me since that last excellent sighting of the Asian woman at the movie theater. Stuff like that is a rare once in a blue moon type of stuff, probably once a year or less or average, unfortunately.
But I was chatting the other day with someone who sent me a picture of a movie theater by them where they have the men's and ladies rooms right there in the theater on the sides of the theater. I will attach that picture to give a better perspective. It wasn't an IMAX theater like I am about to portray in my story, but this was just the inspiration for it. So although I have had a really productive two months where I have been healthy the last two months, fortunately, mostly with my more serious literary work, I got this great idea for a fictional story that I will now share with you. Like I said the following story is FICTION, despite the fact that the main character has the same name as me and the same attitudes! So it is a fairly personal story, but again it's entirely fiction and all the characters in it aren't really based on anyone in reality. So I hope you enjoy!

The Famous Bathroom Line Dancer
I was really excited to go to the new theater to see the new IMAX film about life under the oceans. I had never been to a theater like that before and it was going to be a long movie, a three hour presentation. I knew that that was a long time to go to the movies for, and I knew that I would end up getting really thirsty, so I made sure to get myself an extra large soda.
"Where are the bathrooms in this place?" I asked, as that is always the first question that I would ask in any place, just to be on the safe side.
"That's the great thing about this place," said my friend Jimmy as we walked into the large theater to find our seats. "The bathrooms are right in the theater itself."
"Well, that's interesting!"
"Yeah, take a look over there," he said as he pointed to the side of the theater. "The ladies room is on the left side and the men's room is on the right side."
I have to admit that I was rather excited and wanted to get seats right near the front row so I could get an excellent view of people waiting in line for the bathroom.
Once we had taken our seats in the front of the theater the movie began shortly after, after like 20 minutes of previews of course, that they don't list on the running time of the film itself. The movie was relaxing as it showed all sorts of ocean life gently swimming through the sea such as orca whales and all sorts of other sea life that you don't normally get to see, and it was like it was all around you. You could even hear them echoing to each other and the sound of the ocean running in the background.
I have to admit that watching so much about the ocean was kind of making me thirsty and I found myself guzzling my soda more quickly than I thought I would.
It seemed other people had the same idea and within a short amount of time, probably by the halfway point of the movie, lines began to form at both bathrooms. Of course the line to the ladies room was much longer. The men's room was practically a revolving door, as always, whereas the ladies room very steadily developed a line that was stretching across the entire front row of the movie theater. The screens were above us so they weren't blocking the view, but I couldn't help but take notice that several of the women in line were doing the telltale signs of the pee pee dance.
As time went on I found myself paying less and less attention to the movie and more and more attention to the people in line. I could see one woman subtly shifting from foot to foot and another dancing in place. Another had a little girl with her was jumping up and down impatiently as her mother was trying to maintain her own composure.
"This is a great show, isn't it?" Jimmy asked.
"I know, I have never seen an IMAX film before!" I said trying not to stare too much at the line in front of me.
"Not the movie, I mean this bathroom line," he said with a laugh.
"Oh yeah," I said as I took a sip of my soda trying not to reveal that I was having as much fun with it as he was.
"It's fun seeing people dance around having to go to the bathroom. I know that must sound weird but I have always just found it really fascinating."
"You don't say," I said, trying to hide my interest. I can't believe it, he was into desperation as well, and he was enjoying the free show as much as I was!
That was when a painful realization dawned on me. I just noticed that I had to pee and I had to pee really bad! I quickly checked my watch. The movie was at about the two-hour mark of a three hour movie, and that wasn't even counting the 20 minutes of previews, which meant if the movie got out on time it wouldn't be over for another 80 minutes!
I put my already empty popcorn container on top of my legs to try and hide the fact that I was very subtly fidgeting and trying to cross them. I noticed that Jimmy was still staring intensely at the line, which was getting longer and longer by the minute, and the faces of the women looking increasingly desperate.
Another 20 minutes passed and it was getting harder to concentrate on either the movie or the line in front of me. Seeing that line growing longer and longer I began to grow even more nervous as I tried crossing my legs more tightly and checked my watch again.
"Are you nervous or bored or something?" Jimmy asked as he noticed me checking my watch.
"No, it's just kind of a long movie," I said trying to hide the desperation in my voice.
"I know, I think I need a bathroom break," said Jimmy as he stood up. "Watch my things while I am gone."
As I saw Jimmy walk towards the bathroom I quickly tightly crossed my legs and put my hand between them, carefully concealed by my jacket that I had brought and placed over my legs, which would hopefully serve to hide my desperation.
"That's much better," said Jimmy as he came back from the bathroom and sat down next to me.
"You were only gone like a minute or two!" I shouted, suddenly agitated by his good fortune.
Jimmy laughed. "I know, there was like totally no line. It's really convenient having the bathroom right here in the movie theater like that. Glad I'm not stuck in the ladies room line though."
Jimmy pointed at the line ahead of us which was now 25 out the door. I winced a little bit but tried not to show it.
"You must have great bladder control," Jimmy said interrupting my line of thought.
"What was that?" I asked.
"We've been in here for 2 1/2 hours already and you haven't used the bathroom yet."
"I guess you are right, I guess time just flies by when you're having fun."
We both had a good laugh as Jimmy turned back and started looking at the ladies room line with increasingly bulging eyes. There was no way I was going to get on that line now with him staring down the women like they were on display at the Museum of modern Art.
I couldn't help but look myself, as it was probably less distracting than the movie itself.
Another 20 minutes passed and by then I was starting to chew my hair and very subtly shake my legs under my jacket because I was so desperate. I checked my watch one more time. The movie wouldn't be out for at least another half hour, and then there would be a huge surge towards the bathroom. There was absolutely no possible way that I would be able to hold it that long.
I also noticed that my soda was empty. That was when I had a brilliant idea. "Watch my stuff while I'm gone, I'm going to go get my free refill and will be right back," I said as I very slowly and carefully got up, the weight of my bladder screaming for release.
I rapidly sprinted towards the lobby where I looked around but did not see a bathroom. I went up to get my soda refilled like I said I would, since it would look suspicious if I came back with no soda, and as the soda slowly poured into the cup I felt like I was about ready to scream.
"Excuse me, do you work here," I said as I went up to a man wearing an employee outfit and he nodded. "Where is the ladies room?"
"The bathrooms are in the theater to the right and left of center stage," he said with a smile.
"But aren't there bathrooms in the lobby?"
He shook his head. "Nope, the only bathrooms are in the theaters themselves, that's where you have to go. I thought you probably would have noticed it."
"Thanks," I said as I rapidly sprinted back to the theater, pausing every couple of seconds to regain my composure, as by now my bladder felt ready to explode, like a grenade between my legs ticking down the seconds until it burst!
Soon I was back in the theater where I saw that Jimmy was still watching the line intensely. I put my soda in the cup holder. I guess I had to admit defeat.
"Find everything okay?" Jimmy said still looking at the long ladies room line and smiling. It was now about 30 out the door and possibly a good many inside as well.
"Yeah, you think you can continue watching my things though," I said.
"Why?" Jimmy asked. "Is everything okay?"
"I just really have to go to the bathroom," I said straining with every muscle not to grab myself, but he could probably tell that I was shifting from foot to foot already.
His face lit up like a child on Christmas morning. "Okay," he said, trying but failing to conceal his excitement.
I got at the end of the line which began to move at a painstakingly slow pace.
"Mommy I really have to go," said a little girl a couple of places in line in front of me.
"Well you're just going to have to hold it," the mother said in a stern voice to her daughter. Seeing her reprimand her daughter like that made me feel like a little child. Was I really so desperate that I couldn't control myself like an adult?
I looked over in the direction of my seat to see Jimmy was looking directly in my direction and waved to me. I waved back sheepishly as I tried to very subtly cross my legs. No way was I going to grab myself with a live audience like that!
I continued to wait in the line trying not to look back at Jimmy too often, but I had no doubt that he was watching me like a hawk, probably scrutinizing my every move. That was when I saw him take out what looked like a camera phone and he seemed to be pointing it directly at me.
What the hell was he doing, I wanted to shout. I was about to get off of the line to go see what he was doing, but now that I was halfway through it I was damned if I was going to lose my place in line.
Finally the movie was over and I was about 10 places from the front of the line and that was when I saw Jimmy approach.
"Still waiting in line, huh?" he said with a laugh still holding up his camera phone.
"Why are you holding up your phone like that?!" I demanded, now barely able to stand still, so great was the overwhelming pressure in my bladder.
"You're putting on a good show up here, I've been live blogging it!" He began laughing loudly.
"You've been live blogging me waiting in line for the bathroom this whole time?! You should delete that right now."
"Live blogging, you don't get the idea, it's live, it's already out there."
"Well turn it off, I don't want anyone to see me like this!"
"Okay, I'll turn it off," said Jimmy as he turned off his phone. "I'm sure plenty of people would have like to see how this ends."
"Well am afraid I will have to keep them in suspense."
"You think you can hold my phone for me for a minute while I go to use the bathroom?"
"Didn't you already go to the bathroom?!"
"Yeah, but I have to go again. Don't worry I'll just be five seconds."
"Sure," I said as I grabbed his phone, annoyed at the fact that he probably would only be five seconds. And I was completely right, because a minute or two later he came back and I had barely moved up another two places in line. While he was gone I quickly checked his phone. The live blog of me waiting in line for the bathroom had over 1000 views! I suddenly felt extremely self-conscious.
"Still waiting in line," said Jimmy as he came back and grabbed his phone.
"Yeah," I said with a laugh.
"It really is a shame that all of your many fans aren't going to get to see how this ends. You're like an Internet celebrity right now."
"Really," I said, my legs now tightly crossed. As embarrassing and humiliating as this whole situation was, I couldn't help but feel a bit titillated by it all the sudden. Did a thousand people really tune in just to watch me waiting in line for the bathroom?
"Yeah, you really were popular."
Dammit, I thought to myself. "Fine," I said practically trembling.
"Fine what?" Jimmy asked.
"Let all of my fans see how this ends."
"Really?" he said as he turned his phone back on.
"Sure, why the hell not?!" I said with a laugh as I turned to face the phone. "Hi everybody, my name is Jill and I have to pee really really bad!"
"Wave to all your fans," Jimmy said as I sheepishly waved. I was feeling incredibly self-conscious just now but at the same time I couldn't help but feel I was enjoying all the attention I was getting.
In fact as I was being videotaped smiling and laughing and waving the time passed really quickly, and then when it was finally my turn I bolted into the bathroom and emerged a few minutes later with a big smile on my face and a thumbs-up.
"Wow you have nearly 3000 followers already," Jimmy said as he checked his phone.
"3000!" I said astonished as I slowly blushed.
"Yep, you're famous!"
"The famous bathroom line dancer!"
"That can be your stage name!"
We both had a good laugh about it.
"I forgot to ask, but did you enjoy the movie?" Jimmy asked.
"It was okay, but I really wasn't paying attention to the movie as much."
"Me neither," said Jimmy, to which we both had a good laugh.
"So do you think you would want to come back again next week?" Jimmy asked.
I smiled. "Sure, I wouldn't want to let my fans down!"
And the two of us had a good laugh on the way home as we planned our next weekend for the famous bathroom line dancer.

And to end, as always, what seems to be everyone's favorite (as though my excellent stories weren't amazing enough) based on the feedback I received, all of the interesting bathroom related links that I have collected since my last update. I haven't been focused on my fetish as much lately, but I will always still find at least a couple of links with every update because I never ignore it completely!
- (Gotta go!)
- (why you should always pee before you leave a place.)
- (I think that maybe politicians should try this, it would certainly be entertaining at least!)
- ( We left Nevada Falls at about 2:30 and at that point, I had been holding my bladder for the past three hours.
Let me tell you something. Holding your bladder while constantly being around rapids and waterfalls is no walk in the park. But what’s a girl to do? I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy to see an outhouse in my entire life. After that, I was a whole new person and ready to conquer the final rocky three miles. )
- (i have to go to the bathroom!!!!!!!!)
- (Bathroom lines and other things that are rather sexist.)
- (especially number three!)
- (Is It Dangerous To Hold In Your Pee?)
- (Pee in your pants, poop in your pants, but stay in your seat! says Florida elementary school)
- ("…Narrate everything. Really, you have to pee, yeah bitch we are standing in the bathroom line. I know. I don’t give a fuck. Hurry up and pee then. I don’t need a narrative of your experience in the restroom. Furthermore, I don’t need a description of the waterfall or the valley. Just shut up and enjoy the moment in silence."<----personally I like women who narrate in the bathroom line!)
- (this is the exact type of thing I am interested in!) (OMG Yes! Clothed female nude female!)
(Men make lines longer lol)
- (Fem desp twitter)
- (POOPING IN PUBLIC w/ That Gibson Girl)
- (Shit Happens - Jenna Faith)
- (Makes sense.)
- (Paid to poo!)
- (CFNF lesbian tickle torture, my idea of heaven!)
- (A 25 minute lesbian tickle torture video. She's one lucky girl!)
- (Solution to Women's Toilet Line ups)
- (Toilet Champion)
- (INSIDE...A Women's Restroom)
- (Women's Survival Guide: Public Bathrooms)
- (7 Types of Women in the Bathroom)
- (No place for cabbies to pee!)
- (Why you shouldn't hover!)
- (Desperation in court)
- (Japanese woman stripping!)

So I don't know when I will update again but hopefully I will have something interesting and a true story to share next time. But if not I have an infinite imagination of perverse story ideas that I can write as fiction. So if I don't have any new interesting experiences like I did last time, I will try to update with some fictional stories more often, time permitting of course, so long as it doesn't take too much attention away from my more serious writing, of which I will have to remain anonymous on this blog. Enjoy! Until next time, happy holding!

Enormous Ass Line 40 Women Deep at the Movie Theater!
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I guess you can tell from the title of this update that I have an interesting story to tell for a change! It has only been six weeks since I last updated and up until today nothing much interesting happened as I was sick for most of June and barely went anywhere. But today I encountered one of the longest lines that I had experienced in a pretty long time and I was quite desperate to boot!
A little background before I start the story. For the last couple of days I have been playing a lot of Pee holding games with my friends on the Internet and the other day I really pushed my limits and held for 4 1/2 hours until it was actually painful, and I think that I weakened my bladder a little bit. I find that the day(s) after a major hold I often pee a lot more and can't hold it as long, which ultimately turned out to be working against me today as you will soon see as I relate this story.
Today I went to the movies to see Spiderman with my two cousins (both male). Before that I had something to eat at my cousin's house and I also had a medium-sized Sprite soda. I peed before leaving his house at like 4:50 PM but that was right after drinking all of that soda which certainly hadn't reached my bladder by the time I went to the bathroom before going that one final time.
We were going to a theater that we hadn't been to in many many years. I didn't recognize the name of the theater but after we got there I realized it was the one we use to visit all the time when we were children, and that instantly brought back all those memories of those extremely long lines. This is one of those theaters that has large theaters that hold hundreds of people at a time. They actually had two restrooms for each sex, two men's rooms and two ladies rooms, down a really long hallway. But as soon as I saw that I instantly started remembering all of those times I was desperate as a child, where my parents would let my other cousins go to the men's room first before I could even get on line for the ladies room. Just a little bit of background there as well.
So we get to the movies for a 5:00 PM movie and because I had just eaten I decided to get another soda, a really large soda at the movie theaters. So I already had that medium Sprite soda that hadn't quite hit my bladder yet and then I also got a really large Sprite soda because after I eat I get really really thirsty. Needless to say by 6 PM I couldn't wait and I had to run to use the ladies room. Luckily it was not very far from the theater I was in and I was able to run and use it really quickly and get back without missing more than a few minutes of the movie, I didn't even bother wiping or washing my hands I have to admit, because I was in such a rush to get back as I usually do not like to use the bathroom in the middle of a movie, but I knew I would be really uncomfortable if I didn't. Fortunately at the time I went that first time the restroom was completely empty. I noted that the restroom had six stalls in the ladies room.
The movie continued until about 7:40 PM, at which time I had completely finished the large so that I had gotten. Because these movies always have something after the credits we waited until after all the credits before leaving. Ironically it was a message from Capt. America about the virtue of patience and how you wait so long for something disappointing, so the whole thing was kind of a joke that was strangely relevant to my current situation! But what wasn't a joke was by the fact that by the time the movie was over I was positively bursting! I normally don't get that desperate at the movies, especially when I already went during the middle of the movie, but I had drank a real real lot and my bladder was still sore and weak from the other day, so all the odds were against me.
So of course I have to use the restroom and I go to the nearest restroom only to find is closed for cleaning, great, perfect timing! Thank God they had two ladies rooms and they had the good sense to keep one of them open. But by then all the theaters had already let out and a lot of people left before the ending credits were completely over, meaning that all those women who left as soon as the credits started rolling had a head start to getting in line for the bathroom, and what a line there was! I was kind of thinking I might encounter a line today as I am not used to going to these large theaters, but good God was the line enormous beyond my wildest expectations!
By the time I get down the hallway to the second ladies room I would say the line was at least 15 people at the door, actually it was 17 in front of me, I counted because I had time! The really good thing though that was just like totally amazing, is right in front of me in line, actually right behind me originally (this will change as you see) was this dropdead gorgeous Asian woman! I literally couldn't believe my luck. I have probably mentioned here before that I am totally gaga for Asian women, but pretty much never see any anywhere, but today was like my super lucky day because not only was there this gorgeous Asian woman right behind me, but she was doing a very obvious pee dance! I could see her tapping her foot and crossing her legs subtly and changing motions every couple of seconds and there was absolutely no way that she could hide it. This of course was making me extremely excited but I try to maintain my composure as much as possible because I didn't want to totally and obviously lez out on this stranger that I had never met before.
My cousins think that maybe I should just wait until I get home to go to the bathroom because my one cousin had to leave right away, but he came in his own car so he left. But I said I really had to go to the bathroom and it was at least a half hour ride home, and it wasn't a lie that I was completely bursting. So my cousin said that he would go and wait for me in the lobby area. While we were waiting in that line another woman actually came up, took a look at the line and shook her head and said "I will just go after the movie." So apparently she had just arrived at the movie already needing to go and was planning to hold it the entire time! I certainly wouldn't be able to do that comfortably, but thinking about that was a happy thought!
Of course fortuitously when my cousin came over to talk to me in line the Asian woman very clearly heard me say that I had to go really really bad, so once my cousin left she commented about how it was terrible that the other restroom was closed for cleaning and we got into some brief chitchat about the length of the line and how badly we both had to go to the bathroom. I would almost never start a conversation like that with a stranger in line, but luckily she overheard me say how badly I had to go to the bathroom and she started the conversation, so it didn't really feel as awkward to bring up the topic. I mean what else are you going to talk about in the situation anyway?
In addition she also had two little children with her, a boy and a girl, I don't know how old as I am terrible at estimating age, who also looked like they were doing the telltale signs of the pee pee dance. Normally I kind of find children annoying in these type of situations, but I have to admit it was rather adorable seeing them dancing around. Then the little girl tugged on her mother's leg and said "mommy I have to pee" and that was just so damn endearing. The little boy was bugging his mom asking if he could just go use the boys room by himself but she said that they should stay together as someone could kidnap him or something like that, and he looked like he was probably only five or six years old (again I am terrible at estimating age) and I was kind of glad when the mother said that he had to stay waiting in the ladies room line because maybe it is an experience that will teach them something! It immediately brought up all those memories of those times when my cousins were able to go to the bathroom and I had to wait in line separately afterwards, so at least this mother had a more egalitarian attitude.
This of course was the perfect segue into a conversation about the fact that I remembered when I was a little girl I used to go to this theater all the time but I hadn't been there in years and it seemed like nothing had really changed, even though the place looked pretty different, the layout of the restrooms in that hallway was still the same and exactly as I remembered it, it was almost uncanny.
As we continued to slowly move up in line her daughter kept doing her pee dance and complaining about how badly she had to go and her mother kept telling her you just have to wait. I told her to get use to it, although I thought maybe that was a rather snappy remark to say to a young child, but I couldn't resist it as I was again thinking of my childhood and everything. So I said that as a woman you should get used to waiting in line for the bathroom.
Seeing both mother and daughter, as well as her little boy to a lesser extent, dancing around clearly very desperate was of course intoxicating. So finally I just decided to say it, clearly they looked like they were in an emergency, so I said why don't you cut me in line. Essentially that means letting three people in front of me in line, but if they were in front of me I would get a better view to them dancing! So again I didn't really do it entirely out of altruism, even though I should emphasize this, I really was quite bursting! So even if I had an ulterior motive I would still like to think that I had done a good deed today.
Eventually we get in the actual door of the bathroom and I estimate that there was probably about 20 to 25 women in the bathroom itself. It was impossible to count everyone all at once because of the way the bathroom was arranged as there was lots of twists and turns (I'm going to attach some pictures of a similar looking restroom arrangement that I had seen, so the pictures of the lines that I am posting with the twisting and turning is quite accurate). But essentially there was at least a good 20 to 25 women in front of us for about six stalls (the same as the other restroom which was closed for cleaning as I mentioned earlier). So I have to figure at that point there is probably a least a good 10 or 15 minutes of waiting left and I can see the Asian woman and her children looked visibly distressed, and the children started whining some more about the length of the line.
By then we are by the sinks, so we are standing there near the sinks in line as the woman who already got to go to the bathroom are washing their hands, running the loud trickling water, just to set the scene for you! So by then her children looked positively frantic and her daughter can't stop dancing around and tugging on her mom's leg. Then the Asian woman asks if she thinks that she should ask the other women in front of her in line if she could go ahead of them because their child has a real emergency. I can't help but think that maybe she had just as much of an emergency so wasn't entirely thinking of her kids! I mean I am sure that it was her kids who were a priority, but at the same time I couldn't help but think she was thinking, if both my kids can cut ahead at least it means I have less of a wait as well. She was dancing quite a bit.
I asked her if she thinks it's a real emergency and she says that her daughter doesn't kid around and she was worried she would have an accident (her daughter I mean). However when she said that her daughter might have an accident I can see that she was clearly crossing her own legs and very subtly grabbing herself, which made me want to grab myself as well, but I maintained my composure! She had no idea how exciting that I was finding this whole situation, although I was not unsympathetic to her daughter, even though I didn't want to see this sexy Asian woman suddenly stop putting on this great show of legs crossing and crotch grabbing!
So all I could do at that point we shrug my shoulders and I said I guess all you can do is ask the other women ahead of us in line if she could cut. I won't lie, I was kind of hoping that they would say no, and I thought that they would say no, but when she went up to the front of the line and her daughter was dancing like crazy looking like she was about to cry the women in front of the line were generally sympathetic, so the Asian woman and her children got the next stall to open, thus ending this excellent pee pee dance parade! To say I was a bit disappointed would be rather an understatement as I figured had she not cut in line she probably would have been waiting another 10 or 15 minutes right in front of me!
I don't know if she let her children go to the bathroom first or she did, but she was in that stall for a couple of minutes and I had my eyes trained carefully on it. What I am saying is that she took a fair amount of time and wasn't in any rush! But eventually she comes out of the stall and I am still in line near the sinks and she goes over to the sink nearest to me and starts washing her hands, again with that loud trickling water and with a big smile of relief on her face. You could tell just how relieved she looked because she looked so comfortable and relaxed in contrast to before. She turns to me, taps me on the shoulder, and thanks me again for letting her cut in line and I said no problem. Meanwhile my bladder feels like it's about to explode and I probably have at least another 10 minutes of waiting ahead of me (actually it was 13, I should mention I had a watch with me so I was timing everything LOL).
So I basically stood there smiling at her and at that point was crossing my own legs. She kind of takes a look at me and smiles before leading her children out of the restroom and I couldn't help but think, was she smiling over the fact that I let her cut in line, or she smiling because she saw me crossing my legs. I will never know, but I would like to secretly think that maybe it was the later! Again these are situations where you can't really tell but I could see that as soon as she saw my legs were crossed that was when she seemed to smile the biggest. Or maybe she was just being a total ditch and taking advantage of my kindness thinking, well glad I'm not her, I got to go and she still holding it now. But I am probably reading too much into it in my twisted sick mind.
The rest of my wait was mostly uneventful after the beautiful Asian woman left. There was this one woman, a black woman wearing tight jeans, in front of me who I think might have had to poop or something. She was putting her hands in her pockets and kept saying "come on, come on" and I mentioned to her it's quite a wait isn't it. She simply said that this was ridiculous and I think that she was rather annoyed that the Asian woman and her children had gotten to go ahead of her in line. Most of the other people in the line just looked rather impatient and there was at least one other woman with a small child but she did not cut anyone in line.
Finally it was my turn and I practically ran into the stall and pulled down my tiny little red skirt (I had this new skirt that I was wearing today that I have to admit made me feel rather self-conscious because it was much shorter than I would normally be wearing, for any of those who care about what a person was wearing in these type of scenarios, seeing as I seem to get asked that question a lot and I usually don't remember what I was wearing, but I am writing it down here so I don't forget). I probably peed for like a good minute or more and then I sat there taking my time, which I admit is a rather bitchy thing to do, but for a moment I thought that I had to poop or something, but luckily that was not the case.
I washed my hands and I did so slowly as I looked in the mirror so I could see the other people waiting in line and I counted that there were probably about 13 people in line after me at that point. But then I got out of the bathroom and by then I had been in there for probably 20 or 25 minutes and my cousin was wondering what took me so long as we could have probably gotten home in that time. As it turns out it did take me another half hour to get home after that and when I got home I went to the bathroom yet again!
But once again I did discuss the whole bathroom issue a little bit. When my cousin was asked me what was taking so long I said that it was because one of the ladies rooms was closed and there was only six stalls in the restroom, so I took the opportunity to ask him how many toilets there were in the men's room since he used it earlier. He told me that there was four stalls and four urinals, so once again the men had more places to pee, doubly so since they had both of their restrooms open!
Once again I have noticed that it seems like the ladies room is closed more often or out of order more often than the men's room, and from talking to other people about this it seems like they agree. People who clean the restroom say that it seems like the women clog up the restrooms more often, partially because they put a lot of paper in and that clogs up the toilet. And sometimes you will find toilets that aren't flushed. But you can see the problem in that between the two bathrooms the men had about 16 places to pee and the women had six, meaning the men had nearly 2 1/2 times as many places to go, and did I mention that men can pee a lot faster before, because I think I might have!
But I have to say it was a very memorable experience and I am glad things transpired as they did. It's very rare that something this exciting and interesting happens. I was kind of hoping I would witness some type of a line even though I felt guilty about holding my cousin up, but it was worth it, because I saw an Asian woman desperate! That was like something on my bucket list and needless to say it made me quite horny! So all in all it was a pretty awesome day and I hope that we will go back to that theater again sometime soon, as it's still the way I remember it from when I was a child, and I am glad about that!
I actually went so far as when I got home later I googled pictures of the specific theater where I went hoping that maybe I would find pictures of the bathroom. I actually did find a picture someone took of one of the toilets in there as well as the layout of the restroom. I also found an old picture of the concession stand which is different than it looks now. If you look at that picture and go to the right hand side you will see two doors in the background, those are the bathrooms, with the ladies room being the left-hand one. Just so that people can picture this more accurately as every story is better with pictures.
I have to admit I wish I was one of those people who would carry around a phone with a camera in it but I am one of those few people who doesn't even use cell phones at all, mostly because I'm not very social as this outing with my cousin was the first thing I have done with anyone in months. But I would have loved to have gotten a picture or a video of that Asian girl. I will never see her again short of an astonishing coincidence, but she was one of those people I will probably never forget now and I will always wonder if she was ever in a similar situation again. It's weird to think that you will see these people in these awkward situations like that and never know them again, but for a half hour today she gave me a really entertaining time and I will be forever grateful for that!
The other pictures here of women waiting in the bathroom line is just something I found on the Internet that looks kind of similar to the bathroom line layout at the theater but are not actual pictures from my theater. Just pointing that out for anyone who is interested. I do feel that having some visual examples makes this a bit more interesting and easier to picture because I feel that I am not as good with description as I am with dialogue when it comes to writing.
I guess that is all for now but that is my excellent story. I have been trying to get off of my fetish that I have been really interested in for the last couple of days, but clearly that will not be happening tonight and probably not for the next few days. I am totally psyched up over this whole thing and I know what I will be masturbating to for the next couple of days, weeks and months!
And as always here I end with a couple of links. I don't really have that many this time though because I have been sick lately and until recently I haven't been keeping up with all of my fetish sites and everything. But these are some pretty good sites and I hope you enjoy. Most are about this recent example of a lack of potty parity. But also a couple of tumblers that are my longtime favorites. These are the ones I keep open pretty much all the time. I recently got a new computer and I saved all of the links that I visit regularly in a document pad so I will include those as well.
- (73 min. of outdoor public peeing)
- (43 min. of lesbian pee action!)
- (I have to admit my bladder cringed when I read this but also it would be an extremely exciting situation to be because of the extreme unfairness of it. Eliminating women's room so the men won't have to wait, infuriating, but also exciting if you are into desperation!)
- (more on the same issue with the most telling line being –“Women are constantly standing in line, sometimes 60 people deep, and they do it quietly while men breeze through, and you have to ask how it’s possible that we’re still at this stage,” Chemaly said.)
- (“I go to the washroom that’s always the women’s washroom and it’s a men’s washroom,” Oilers fan Charlene Zacharuk told Global News earlier this month. “So we make our way three-quarters of the way around the building and the women’s washroom is 60 deep. There was no lineup at the men’s washroom that was previously the women’s washroom, so that made it even more frustrating.”)
- (Girls on the toilet.)
- (article about potty parity.)
- parity and women's economy.)
- (an old but good article about potty parity.)
- (a lack of potty parity at American University.)
- ('Potty Parity' Bill to End Some Long Ladies' Room Lines) (My survey) (12 hours urinating)

A Hot Naked Asian Girl Gets Locked outside Desperate to Pee
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As usual I haven't updated my blog very much because I don't really live a very interesting life but here's just a few brief updates. I had my surgery in February and luckily everything went well. I was in the hospital for at least a week then I was sick another week and then I wasn't able to solid food for a while after that, but fortunately I eventually recovered and now I haven't back to the hospital in three months, which is about twice as long as I normally go. Normally I am sick every 6 to 8 weeks but so far I have been going three months strong without being sick. I have felt sick couple of days and vomited a little bit here and there, but no hospitalizations. I am not going to get prematurely optimistic though as I have gone this long before only to then get sick. I have always said that if I can go six months without going to the hospital maybe I am finally really getting better, but again I am going to wait to see what happens before I get too excited as I do feel like that I am probably going to get sick soon in the near future if current signs are any indication. I also don't like to get prematurely optimistic because the last time I did was back in November 2016 when I thought America wouldn't elect a racist misogynistic bigoted rapist for president, but apparently I was wrong.

But enough about the decline of our country into fascism, let's get to talking about the topic of this blog, all of my weird freaky fetishes! I haven't really had any new fetish experiences or any particularly memorable desperation experiences. A few lines at the movie theater here and there and a couple of times I was desperate but nothing astonishing or earth shattering. I had to go to court a couple of days ago and I was pretty desperate but nothing like the last time when I had to go for jury duty. So as usual I don't really have all that much to report as far as new experiences go.

Tonight so I was looking at some really great videos (see the end of my links) of this Japanese girl who got locked outside of her apartment naked and everyone was taking pictures. That gave me a great idea for a story along similar lines but I also decided to include pee desperation to make it better! So without further ado here is a completely fictional story that I just thought of tonight called A Hot Naked Asian Girl Gets Locked outside Desperate to Pee! I probably could have given it a shorter title but I can say that the story delivers what the title promises! I will try to write more fiction in the future so that I can update this blog more often even though it distracts attention from my more serious writing which I will not talk about here because I wish to remain as anonymous as possible on this blog, which is my secret crazy fetish blog!

Now here is A Hot Naked Asian Girl Gets Locked outside Desperate to Pee!

A Hot Naked Asian Girl Gets Locked outside Desperate to Pee
Kimiko was thrilled because today her fiancé was going to have all of his friends and family come over to meet her for the first time and she wanted to make a good impression on them.
She got undressed and was trying to decide what to wear when she suddenly heard a loud noise coming from outside. It sounded like Piddler, her dog, named as such because he was always urinating all over everything and if she didn't let him outside in time she would always have something to clean up.
Without even thinking to throw something on she ran downstairs and right into the backyard to see what was the trouble. As soon as she got outside she realized that she was naked and decided she had better get right back into the house but before she could the dog came running through her legs and right into the house causing the door to close shut.
She turned around and saw to her horror and the door was locked when she tried pulling on it. "No!" she shouted as she pounded on the door. "No no no!"
She could feel her pulse running as panic mode set in. She grabbed hold of herself and thought that she just had to stay calm and concentrate. But that was when she noticed another problem, she had to pee, and not just had to pee, she had to pee incredibly bad!
"I really need to use the freaking bathroom!" she said as she grabbed herself, both to try and get control of her bladder and to cover herself up a little bit.
She stood there at the door for a couple of moments dancing in place as she tried thinking of what to do but it was hard for her to concentrate because of the overwhelming pressure in her bladder.
That was when she remembered that she always kept a spare key hidden under the welcome mat, but unfortunately the welcome mat was in the front of the house and there was no way she could get to it without running out front naked, and she would just die of embarrassment if her fiancé happened to be out there. But she felt she didn't have all that much choice or much time. She might just have to make a run for it and hope for the best.
Slowly and carefully she looked over the backyard gate to see into the front yard. The coast looked clear but just as she was going to open the door she saw her fiancé's car pull up.
"Dammit!" she cursed under her breath. She didn't know what she was going to do now and she could barely concentrate over the throbbing pain in her bladder. "Stupid dog, this is all your fault!" she said as she pointed to the dog through the glass of the back door window while she continued standing there holding herself.
From the front of the house she could hear the doorbell ringing and someone pounding on the door after that. She could hear Jake, her fiancé, yelling at the door. "Kimiko, are you in there?!"
Almost out of instinct she was about to shout that she was in the backyard but then she remembered she was stark naked and about to wet herself. If it were just her fiancé and not all of his friends and family with him it would almost be understandable and maybe even a bit exciting to be in such a situation.
Suddenly she started to have just such a fantasy of Jake coming and finding her naked and quivering in the backyard ready to pee herself and come to her rescue. It would almost be like kind of romantic in a twisted kind of way.
Then she was interrupted from her fantasy when she heard her phone ringing inside of the house. Jake was probably trying to call her and there was no way she could get to her phone.
"Think Kimiko think," she said to herself as she felt a spasm in her bladder that almost caused her to lose control right then and there.
"Kimiko are you in the backyard?!" Jake's voice echoed in the distance. "She's probably in the backyard or something because otherwise she would answer her phone."
"Maybe she is in the bathroom," a female voice said. "I know that when I am in the bathroom I never come to the door or answer my phone. When nature calls you just can't wait. When you got to go you gotta go!"
Kimiko began pulling her hair tightly. "Christ I have to pee!" she muttered under her breath as she grit her teeth but she realized that that wasn't even her greatest problem at the moment!
"Kimiko we're coming into the backyard!" Jake's shouted as she saw the gate began to open.
Seeing no other option she quickly ran into the woods behind her house as fast as she could and hope that nobody would notice her bolting naked through the forest!
As she continued running she could feel every movement causing another spasm in her bladder causing her to stop to grab herself. It would be a real absurd sight if Jake and his friends were to catch her in such a state grabbing herself and running naked through the forest. That would be the most humiliating event of her life, so why was it turning her on so much?!
"Maybe she is off in the forest somewhere," said one of Jake's friends.
Kimiko dived behind some bushes and hoped that no one would see her. She would just have to stand perfectly still. Unfortunately a big breeze came by and the bushes began tickling against her legs and buttocks and it took all of her willpower to resist screeching out and giving her location away.
Why do I have to be so damn ticklish?! she thought as she could feel the leaves of the bushes brushing against every inch of her body as she stood there holding herself trying not to release her bladder. Then very slowly and carefully she found herself fingering her clitoris which she could feel was engorged and aching for attention.
Within about a minute Jake and his friends were all just a few inches away but she was luckily concealed behind the really tall bushes.
"I don't see her Jake," said one of his buddies.
"I don't know where she could possibly be," said Jake. "She didn't answer her phone and she didn't answer the door, now I'm beginning to get worried."
She wanted to say something but of course she couldn't, so all she could do was stand there trying not to scream as she held her bladder as the leaves of the bushes brushing up against her skin kept tickling her like crazy and at the same time making her so aroused that she could barely contain herself!
"Well I can't wait for her to open the door to the house, I have to pee and I have to pee right now," said Jake as he began unzipping his pants.
What?! Kimiko thought as Jake went over to the bushes and began urinating very forcefully on them, some of his urine splattering onto her legs and pooling around at her feet.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" she screamed as she couldn't contain herself for a minute longer.
"Kimiko?!" Jake said as he pulled the bushes away revealing Kimiko standing there naked and holding herself with his urine dripping down her legs.
"Hi, nice to meet all of you," Kimiko said as she covered herself up with one hand and waved coyly with the other as Jake and all of his friends gathered around her while covering up their own bulging erections, whereas the women in the group just sort of blushed and covered their mouths as they couldn't help but giggling.
She couldn't possibly imagine what could be more embarrassing, and luckily she didn't have to imagine for very long as a few seconds later she could feel her own bladder release and a thick stream of urine start gushing between her fingers as she continued trying to hold herself. As that happened she experienced the most powerful orgasm of her life and couldn't help but scream out with a big smile on her face.
The experience was mortifying and humiliating beyond words but she had never felt more turned on in her entire life.
After a couple of seconds she managed to regain her composure and explain what happened and everyone was understanding about it but she is sure that one of them took a couple of pictures of her with his camera phone which she didn't even seem to mind all that much as she didn't even say anything.
Jake retrieved the key from under her welcome mat in the front of the house and she was able to get cleaned up and get dressed. After she overcame the initial awkwardness they had a pretty good laugh about the whole thing.
Then once Jake's friends and family left they had some of the best sex that they had ever had in their lives. She never knew how much he was turned on by danger and humiliation, and looking back on it it was perhaps the most exciting day of her life.
Her dog got extra kibble that night.

And as always I and with everyone's favorite (from the feedback I've gotten anyway) segment of the links that I have amassed in the four months since I last updated. It's not as much as I sometimes have but I have been getting my fetishes under control lately and focusing more on my serious writing so I think I have become more disciplined. Also the fact that I was sick for several weeks totally kills any interest in my fetish, which is both a good and bad thing as I get more of my serious writing accomplished, but it means that I am probably not feeling very vital or interested and it means that I probably won't update this blog as much as when I am out of my mind with horniness over my fetishes! It is weird how I can go through these cycles where I can be totally obsessed one day and then completely disinterested the next day, perhaps it's hormonal or something. But it does go a lot with my health because when I am sick I totally lose interest in this stuff and then I am slow to regain that interest. Of course if I have a new interesting experience that is enough to instantly shoot me through the roof and then I will be on a binge for several days at least!
But enough about that, enjoy these links!

- (I knew I would be able to find something like this as soon as I looked it up. One of my friends went to one of the New York marches but didn't say anything about there. I knew another person who said that they went to Washington DC and she said that the lines there were astonishing!)
- (Bathrooms lines ARE sexist, but sexy as well if you have a weird fetish.)
- (Tried hard not to flood!)
- (lots of women peeing.) (Flushing 8 toilets.)
- (woman desperate and making a sandwich.)
- (actress admits being so desperate that she had to pee in a jar before Oscars.)
- (I can kind of relate.)
- (Female elephant peeing.)
- (Pee! The Shy Bladder Helper.)
- (If you don't need a pee at the end. WOW )
- (Urinating sound 12 hours. I keep this one permanently open when I am playing holding hands, a totally awesome clips. I would download and saved it but it's like 3 GB since the damn thing is 12 hours long!)
- (No Pee, No Peace – The Fight for Women’s Rights Starts in the Queue)
- (Lack of toilets in India)
- (Katrina Stokes: Glenelg shopkeepers should have thrown out the rules when pregnant Teresa Palmer asked to use their toilet)
- (girl gots to pee)
- (desperation pictures) (Trying to hold 3 hours)
- (Waiting for the loo)
- wish I had known about that while I went there but then I wouldn't have accounted that gigantic line and I wouldn't have a great story to tell. But it looks like the men's also get six toilets and nothing has changed since I have been there. But the guys probably get urinals as well and 50 women waiting for six stalls is a very long wait indeed!)
- (NYC bathrooms.)
- Bathroom at the Metropolitan Museum of Art)
- (For comparison to public facilities, the restrooms at the Metropolitan Museum of Art were also visited. With chutzpah, you can avoid paying the museum’s suggested $20 adult admission.
The main restrooms in the Egyptian Wing are just past “Egypt Under Roman Rule 30 B.C. — 400 A.D.” and are clean and well lighted, if busy. A bathroom attendant visited twice in the space of 10 minutes.)
- (Ladies room)
- (Bathroom chats!)
- (Bathroom lines at theaters.)
- (woman desperate to poop)
- (Woman desp for both!)
- (Desperate woman uses toilet.)
- (What it feels like being a girl has to pee and seeing the bathroom line. This film is actually perfect although it probably would have been even better with the soundtrack.)
- ( Girls uses the boys's bathroom)
- (two girls, one... bathroom)
- (hot Asian girl really has to pee badly!)
- (Gotta Go Right Now!)
- (All self explanitory and all great!)

A Very Desperate New Year's
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I have to admit that as usual I haven't updated because nothing really particularly interesting has been happening as far as my fetish goes or desperation goes. Unfortunately I have been sick a real lot the last couple of months with my acid reflux acting up severely. I was sick right before Thanksgiving, again before Christmas and again just this first week of the year. More unfortunately is that there was something wrong with me and I will need more stomach surgery which means even more time in the hospital. And when I am sick like this I pretty much lose all interest in my fetishes.

But almost every single year when they have that ball dropping in New York at New Year's I always think how people are rounded up into corrals and they aren't allowed to go to the bathroom for hours and have to stay in place all that time and that made me think that would be a good idea for a fictional story! So the following story is completely fictional as I would never be crazy enough to actually go to the city on New Year's Day like that and I can't understand why anyone would, even though it would probably be great for desperation sightings. Sadly I rarely come across anyone who has any to share as far as New Year's goes, but here's a story where that does happen! My life maybe boring but I have a vivid imagination. So without further ado…

A Very Desperate New Year's
"I can't believe we are going to finally get to see the ball drop in Times Square," said Stacy. "I have wanted to do this for years and years."
"I know, it's pretty cool isn't it," said Brad, her boyfriend.
"I have been looking forward to it for a long time," said Linda, her sister. "But the thing is I really really have to pee. All the coffee I have been drinking to stay warm is going straight through me."
"I'm afraid we can't leave the corral, ladies," said Brad. "Once we are in our assigned spots were not allowed to leave or we will lose them."
"But the ball isn't going to drop for hours!" Linda screamed as she suddenly crossed her legs tightly.
"Hey, I told you not to drink so much," said Brad as he shrugged his shoulders.
"So we are just supposed to hold it in?" Stacy asked as she suddenly stopped sipping on her coffee.
"Hey you were the ones who wanted to come here," said Brad. "I probably could have stayed at home and watched this without freezing my nuts off like I do every year. It seems like a lot of hubbub just to watch the ball drop and be sprinkled with confetti."
"Don't say the word sprinkled," Linda said as she put her hands between her legs and began hopping from foot to foot. "There's no way I can possibly last hours."
"It'll be okay, just hold on and I am sure that the time will pass like nothing," said Stacy, who didn't want to admit to herself that she was also starting to feel a tingle between her loins begging for relief.
The three of them stood there for a long time slowly sipping their coffee to stay warm in spite of the fact that their bladders were filling up rather quickly.
"We still have nearly 4 hours to go!" Linda shouted as she paced back and forth in that small area trying to control herself. "I'm going crazy here."
"Just don't think about it," said Stacy as she discreetly stepped on her own foot to distract herself from the growing need in her own bladder.
"I can't help it, I'm about to piss myself!" Linda said as she pulled on her hair.
"Well that might warm you up," said Stacy who started jogging in place both to keep warm and to keep her mind focused off of her bladder. She could see her breath in front of her face while she was jogging.
"I'm not joking around here, this is an emergency," Linda said as she practically twisted her body into a pretzel to take the pressure off.
"You shouldn't have finished your coffee so quickly," Stacy said as she shook her head as she took a sip of her own coffee to realize that she had just finished hers as well. "Well I guess I jinxed myself there."
"I'm almost tempted to pee in that cup myself!" Linda said as she grabbed the cup and rolled it in her hands. "But there's no way I could do that discreetly and I wouldn't want to get photographed in a crowd like this peeing into a cup as that would be all over the Internet in no time flat."
"Well if you're not going to use it I will," said Brad as he grabbed the cup. "I couldn't help but overhear your conversation ladies and it made me realize that I'm about to piss myself as well." Very discreetly Brad took his penis out and started peeing into the cup. He managed to fill it to the top before dumping it onto the street and continued to fill it more.
"That's gross!" Stacy shouted as Brad dumped the pee onto the ice below.
"But effective!" said Brad as he handed the cup back to Linda.
"Sure if you have a penis and don't mind nearly freezing it off," said Stacy, who began to do a subtle pee dance that did not go unnoticed.
"I could really use a penis right now," Linda said with a laugh as she grabbed herself and started hopping rapidly in place and swinging her arms back and forth. "I seriously can't remember the last time I had to pee so freaking bad."
"Then just go in the cup," said Brad. "I am sure that you can do it discreetly."
"No way!" said Linda as she stood there holding the cup and dancing.
"Suit yourself," said Brad. "But we still have a long wait ahead of us so you might change your tune in a short amount of time."
A short amount of time later…
"I'm dying here," Linda said as her eyes began watering. "There's no way I'm going to make it. Maybe there is some way I can pee in the cup."
"How?" Stacy asked.
"Maybe you could hold it for me and I could pull my pants down a bit and just pee into the cup," said Linda as she handed Stacy the cup.
"You really think you can maneuver like that? But I don't want to hold a cup that you're going to pee in, you'll pee all over my hands!"
"I totally won't!"
"You certainly will!"
"Wow you girls really are getting desperate," said Brad with a laugh, his own urinary needs met by the cup not long before, his urine still frozen to the ground right beneath them as a painful and tantalizing reminder.
"Give me the cup I'll do it myself!" Linda shouted as she grabbed the cup. But as soon as she grabbed the cup she uncrossed her legs and soon she began frowning.
"What's the matter?" Stacy asked but that was when she noticed a wet spot appearing on Linda's pants. It wasn't obvious because she was wearing dark pants, but Stacy had been staring directly at her and could see the liquid going down her legs, which was driving her out of her mind with desperation as she suddenly remembered her own need that came screaming back to the surface!
"I peed myself!" said Linda who was turning red with embarrassment.
"Gross," said Brad as he laughed.
"Humiliating!" Stacy shouted.
"But it was so worth it," said Linda and she simply smiled. "And I actually do feel warmer right now!"
Stacy stuck her fingers in her mouth and bit down on her hand.
"What's the matter Stacy?" Linda asked.
"I still have to pee!" Stacy shouted as she tightly crossed her legs and began rubbing her knees, both to get them warm and to try and take her mind off her bladder. "I think all of the hot urine inside of me is probably the only thing that is keeping me warm right now. The rest of me feels completely numb."
"You think you can make it?" Linda asked.
"I am going to try."
And try Stacy did! She somehow managed to get to the next couple of hours without an accident and soon it was time for the ball to drop.
"10, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, happy new year!" everyone counted down and shouted. Several people started hugging each other but all Stacy could think about was that she needed to pee, and she needed to pee fast!
"So was it worth waiting all that time ladies?" Brad asked.
"You know in spite of everything, it was," Linda said.
"What about you Stacy?" Brad asked.
"I need a freaking bathroom!" Stacy shouted. "You have to find me one right away."
Stacy took off and the two followed shortly after as she pushed her way through the crowd looking for a store that might have an open bathroom. After a few blocks they finally found a store that was open but it had a huge line for the one toilet.
"There are like 20 or 30 people in line out the door!" Linda shouted. "Maybe you can find another place?"
"No, I am staying right here!" Stacy shouted as she got into line and started bobbing up and down and biting her lip.
The next 20 min. passed slower than Stacy thought possible and the line only inched forward a few people. But finally after what seemed like eternity it was nearly her turn when the girl in front of her came out. "Sorry, I clogged it," she said as she left the bathroom. "Guess you'll have to find some place else to go."
"Well that's a bummer isn't it," said Brad, to which he and Linda began laughing.
"Fuck it," Stacy said as she ran into the bathroom slammed the door behind her and sat down in the sink and let it rip. She couldn't believe just how much she had peed and how long she had been holding it for and soon the entire sink was drenched. The sink was so full of urine that she didn't want to bother washing her hands afterwards as she figured she would get less pee on herself if she didn't wash her hands.
"All done," she said as she confidently emerged from the bathroom.
"I thought someone said that the bathroom was out of order," another woman said as she hobbled over with crossed legs.
"It is, the toilet is clogged and I wouldn't use the sink either," said Stacy as she began laughing. She then decided to sit down with her companions have a pizza and some soda.
As she sat there with Brad and Linda, her bladder finally empty, all she could think of was that she started the new year off just right.

Well that's all folks, hope you enjoyed. This story again was totally fictional, but I hope that that doesn't make a difference. This one also involved some wedding which I know a lot of people like although I am mainly just into the desperation aspects. But I think it all works pretty well here but I'll leave that to you to judge.
Once again I don't know when I will update again but if I don't have any new experiences of my own to add I will try to update with some new fictional stories, for which I will never run out. So here's wishing you all a happy new year, and as usual I will end with some links I have collected since the last update. These aren't as many as usual, but like I said I have been sick and when I am sick I am not as interested in my fetish. And I know that they are everyone's favorite thing in my blog, as opposed to my excellent and future Pulitzer Prize winning writing! :P

- (Female nudity.)
- (Nude woman modeling.)
- (People need to pee when people need to pee)
- (31 Things You Should Definitely Know About Pee.
Most people pee about seven times a day on average.
Of course, this varies a bit depending on how much you’re eating and drinking, Dr. Benjamin Brucker, assistant professor of urology at NYU Langone Medical Center tells BuzzFeed Life. Don’t worry if you go a little more or little less often.
2.The average healthy pee stream should last for about seven seconds.
“That varies a bit from person to person,” Brucker says, “but if you’re peeing for only two seconds even though you felt like you really needed to go, that may indicate you have other problems like an infection.” If that’s the case, call your doctor.)
-!UtIkTR6T!FPsyHqUMXFSBkqiUkc3oOTcvcr_gLxcUbctIEi2zDNg (World record 2800ml piss 29 minutes long! I watched it while completely bursting LOL.)
- (Woman peeing on bench.)
- (Funny peeing stories.)

A Recent Experience at the Movies and Some Childhood Experiences with a Friend
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I haven't had a whole lot to say recently since it has only been a month since my last update but there are a few things that I thought I would mention because I had a couple of minor sightings and another topic that I wanted to bring up.
First I would just like to say something about the election. What the fuck is wrong with you America?! Hillary Clinton may not have been perfect but if you think a child raping white supremacist is better you have something seriously wrong with you! I always favored Bernie Sanders but Hillary Clinton was way better than this degenerate misogynist. I must say that I am pretty angry about the election results and pretty fearful about the future because I honestly think that this guy is a lunatic. But I don't want to say anymore about that because I channel my politics into my dystopian fiction writing, I try to leave them out of my fetishes.
Honestly after Donald Trump was elected I was so disgusted that I was unable to masturbate for nearly a week afterwards! I honestly don't think there's anything that is less attractive than him and that's enough to kill anyone's sex drive. I guess I had better watch my pussy for the next four years. But enough with that I suppose.
It would be interesting to see how one of my crazy scenarios would have influenced the election though! And yes, I actually did think of my scenario in regards to this election because it really was deeply and profoundly full of shit. But I do like writing satire and this election has generated a whole lot of stories in me and I have been very productive lately and fortunately haven't been sick in spite of my disgust at the election.
The only major experience I had recently was at the movie theater where I went to the movie theater by my cousin again with a large group of people as we do whenever there is a new Marvel movie out. That time I got a pretzel which I never pretty much have and unfortunately it really upset my stomach and that would be the pivotal thing that leads to the following story.
When we got to the movies I got a really large soda so by the end I was really desperate to pee and it was one of those movies where they always show stuff after the credits so there I was sitting with my legs crossed waiting for the credits to finally get over. But the pretzel had also upset my stomach a little bit and unfortunately you can probably guess where this story is going. Basically that pretzel made me have to poop, bad! Fortunately there wasn't really much of a line to the bathroom as it was pretty much empty but then when I got into the toilet I really crapped my brains out and I think of the other woman with us who is in the bathroom with me probably almost definitely heard, although she didn't say anything when we got out.
I feel that I am gradually overcoming my inhibition about pooping in public though. I guess it's not so much an inhibition so much as the fact that the embarrassment of it is also sort of a turn on as in my scenario. Of course it's not anywhere near as bad as my scenario where I would have to be doing that like crazy every 3 to 4 hours pretty much everywhere I go, but I always think of my scenario whenever I am forced to do the deed in public.
I also feel that I might be getting less prudish about using toilets that are less than spectacular or that have not been flushed. Like recently I went to the acupuncturist and the girl that used the bathroom before me didn't flush the toilet and it smelled in there and I sat down and used the toilet despite the fact that she left solid waste in there. Something about confronting my inhibitions like that sort of gives me a little bit of a buzz.
The other thing I would like to discuss though his recently I was chatting with someone about how I felt that a lot of these fetishes developed at a young age as a result of weird experiences leading to weird fetishes. I know I have brought up this topic before but I don't think I have mentioned this specifically. Basically I remember when I was younger I would frequently be the only girl in my friend group and I would have to pee and have to hold it while all these other guys were able to go wherever they wanted. I don't think that any of my friends were specifically interested in desperation but I do remember this one kid that I used to hang out with and in retrospect I definitely think he was interested in female desperation.
Back when I was in elementary school I knew this kid named James. He lived down the block from me and he was really poor so his house was like filthy and disgusting. I didn't have the class consciousness that I did back then (being the total socialist I am now) but I remember my mom said never to go inside of his house and I think that his family might have been a bunch of drug addicts or something, now that I look back on it. But at any rate I was never to go inside the house even to use the bathroom. If I had to use the bathroom I was supposed to go home to use the bathroom if that were the case.
But when I was hanging out with him in his backyard and stuff like that he would frequently go and pee in the bushes. The other thing about him though was that he was really I think cocky and arrogant over the fact that he could just whip it out and go wherever he wanted. The other thing about him though was that he was this weird religious fundamentalist or something and one thing he said was that the reason why girls had to sit to pee was like a punishment for the garden of Eden or something like that. That's why women would often have to hold it in and not have the convenience of peeing like a guy does. Now back then this was probably in like in third grade through sixth grade and he was like a year or two older than me so I kind of believed his crazy BS. Looking back though I can see why I am probably not religious now. But at the time I accepted this whole girls are being punished by having to pee sitting down belief.
Now here is where I can see he sort of had a clear interest in female desperation and I think I might have been experiencing some of my interest even then or at least starting to develop it. I am sure that I have mentioned numerous times when I was a kid I always had to pee all the time, and James definitely picked up on that! And I think that it rather annoyed me that he thought he had such a better bladder control than I did. I think that he definitely noticed when I had to pee because he would frequently asked me if I had to and I would sometimes try to deny it.
I think here is a habit that carried over. The fact is now whenever someone challenges me to a holding contest in a chat room I feel really bad if I don't accept no matter how unfair the terms. I never actually got into like a pee holding contest with this kid when I was younger, but I thought that he kind of thought that I was weak because I had to pee so much. So what would happen is when I was with him and he was whizzing all over the bushes rather than run home I would hold it in. And if we were someplace like school or going out somewhere else he would often point out the ladies room line and I think that you would sort of snicker and laugh over that. And I wanted to be sort of like the tough one so I would sort of laugh and snicker with him. Meanwhile the back of my head I really wanted to join the line and go to the damn bathroom! But when he was around I think that I would intentionally try to hold it sort of as an affront to him. "See I can hold it!" But the truth is I was often very uncomfortable and I think that he knew it and I think that secretly enjoyed that and I think that this probably had a development on my fetish as well. I remember a couple of times we were at places where there was a girl's line and he was sort of snickering at the girls in line and even though I had to pee a couple of times that discouraged me from getting on the line, I guess sort of like wanting to be a tough chick "I'm not like those other girls who can't control their bladders!"
But I do remember that we also chatted about bathroom related matters in general. Again we were just kids so there wasn't anything sexual at that age, but we clearly both shared a similar fascination with all things bathroom related and we had a similar sense of humor about all things potty related. He is another one of those people who would be interesting to meet in one of my crazy scenarios! Unfortunately after sixth grade he moved away and I have no idea what happened to him.
I also think that this interest ties into my interest in potty parity as well. I have mentioned before that until I heard of that I always just assumed it was the natural order that the ladies room line was women's fault and I think part of that comes from my conversations with James. He again said that the ladies room line was basically like a punishment and that was basically our fault because we took too long and all these other situations. And me being younger I sort of foolishly believed that so I just sort of accepted that when it came to bathroom access we were basically screwed and the guys basically were rewarded with easy access. But I think the main thing was that back then I had the belief that it was almost divinely ordained that women had to endure this situation and therein I think lies one of numerous reasons why I am fascinated in this gender divide in regards to bathroom access and how anatomy is destiny and all of that other stuff. I am sure Sigmund Freud would have a field day with someone like me if he were to read my journals! People will definitely say when I die that she focused too much on all things bathroom related.
I have chatted about this with some others and I think that people really do develop these interests younger. I think even little boys and little girls are somewhat fascinated by the fact that boys can pee wherever they want and the girls have to hold it. And I do think that it develops very quickly with little boys get fascinated seeing little girls desperate and little girls get fascinated with their own desperation and that this can continue into adulthood. Once again I think I have mentioned that I'm talking to people about this most guys said that they have developed the fetish as a result of seeing a woman desperate, whereas most women said it was from experience of actually being desperate. I guess given that it is not hard to believe as a child that this is somehow the divine order! But I definitely do think that children notice these things and I think that little boys are a little bit sadistic towards little girls in that regard! I certainly got teased by boys and girls alike when I had to go to the bathroom all the time and that is why sometimes I think I would like to prove it to them, especially to the guys, that I could hold it, even though I usually ended up running towards the bathroom desperate out of my mind at the end, which was always embarrassing.
But those were just some thoughts I decided to share while they were on my mind. Not a very large update but I thought I might as well record that while it was still fresh in my mind before I forgot about it. And as always I have some links to share. I don't know when I will update again but as soon as I have something interesting to report or I think of a good new fictional story to publish I will let you know! In the meantime enjoy these links! (This is the type of swimsuit that I was wearing in my swimsuit story, as you can see the "boy leg" suit does not facilitate easy urination or defecation. You can't just pull it to the side so it's easier just to take the damn thing off even though that definitely backfired on me in my story LOL.)
- (Potty Emergency)
- (Animaniacs PottyEmergency!!!)
- (woman desperate then peeing.)
- (Long pee, loud.)
- (Hot Girls Best PEE Vines - Pee desperate Girls)
- (Potty Parity in India)
- (The American Restroom Association discusses some prominent public restroom design issues including waiting in long lines for an open stall. Their philosophy is: “no matter what their configuration, public restrooms portals should be designed with sufficient width to accommodate peak times when users may be waiting in line. People exiting the restroom should not have to jockey their way through or collide with people waiting to enter the restroom.” The American Restroom Association suggests that a labyrinth style entrance and exit into a restroom solves the formation of long lines and more. The labyrinth design reduces the risk of hitting someone with a swinging door, prevents criminal activity since there really is no “doorway”, and allows people to wrap around it when lines form. DFW’s useful manual mentions a similar alternative: “Guideline Entries to the men’s and women’s rooms should not have doors, but switch-back or ‘T’ access halls, that are wide enough for two people to pass. The ‘T’ access is preferred for rooms with larger number of fixtures due to the improved circulation.”)
- (Union Station's restroom scarcity tops complaints spurred by report.)
- (I will NEVER come here again. I will NEVER buy their wine again. I cannot comment on food but I can comment on service. I missed the opportunity to order because I was in line for the restroom for 30 MINUTES. The line was starting to trickle into the actual restaurant. I find it very hard to believe that there are only 3 stalls for the ladies restrooms for an establishment that seats at least 200 people.

Mind you, only 1 stall worked when we were in the restaurant. The line was trailing into the restaurant when I entered it. The owner approached me because I had complained about the situation and how I could not understand that they could not get someone out there to fix it on a Saturday. She was more concerned that I dropped an "f bomb" in front of her associates rather than addressing how she is addressing the problem (I will admit I said it once because I was enraged). She was more concerned with the reputation of the restaurant than she was with addressing the problem at hand with ALL female customers on this night. I was not the only one waiting 30 minutes plus to use a toilet.)
- (Girl Pooping Girl Pee Vine Pandemic - It's On!)
- (Free peeing videos.)
- (Really desperate woman wetting herself.)
- (Woman holds her morning pee for 20 min.!)
- (Desperation twitter.)
- (Woman wetting herself using vibrator.)
- (Lucky German girl being tickle tortured!)
- (Lucky girl being tickle tortured til she pees herself!)
- (Long restroom line.)
- (Russian people singing in bathroom line)
- (Woman in the porta potty joke)
- (Big boob confessions.)
- (Woman peeing on toilet.)
- (Who Spends the Most Time on the Toilet?)
- (Girl peeing bad.)
- (Women desperate and peeing.)
PS-I'm also trying to post this thing that I found from Weekly World News about a church where everyone was naked as I remember that from way back in September 1999! I think the reason why I remembered it all of these years was because it was one of my very first exposures to any type of nudity, even if it was a censored kind.

The Locked Door Horror!
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I was chatting with one of my friends online last night and she made me realize that I haven't updated my blog in two months. The main reason is that once again I live a pretty boring life where I barely go anywhere so I don't really have all that much stories to share, even though I have a vivid imagination and I could probably write a lot more fictional stuff for here. But I know that there are a lot of people who really preferred the true stories to my wild fantasy ones.
Unfortunately as usual I have been sick a lot lately since the last time I updated so I haven't really had the greatest couple of months. But that's pretty much always true because my acid reflux usually puts me in the hospital every 6 to 8 weeks on average, but this time I relapsed after only two weeks. So I haven't really been doing all that much lately and as such not really too much new to share.
I did however have one interesting sighting, although it's probably nothing particularly exciting. Last Tuesday when I was at the movies I ended up encountering a somewhat significant line, nothing outrageous, but a bit of a wait. Usually when I go to the movies the theater is completely empty and I am the only one in the theater, but this time I went to the theater and it was actually pretty full and had a predominantly female audience, so when the movie was over and everyone piled out there was a stampede towards the ladies room as is always the case when a movie ends like that. I had to pee, but I wasn't quite bursting, but of course I definitely had to go!
I think I have mentioned this before, but there were only three stalls in the ladies room at this particular movie theater and one of them for longest time has had a broken lock on the door, so most people don't use it and they never seem to fix it, which means generally speaking there are only two stalls. But today when we I got there it turned out one of the other toilets was out of order completely. So that left one stall along with the stall with the broken lock, and since everyone avoids the broken lock one, that meant there was only one stall. That may not seem like a huge catastrophe, except there were eight women ahead of me in line! I didn't see any really obvious signs of desperation, but the woman in front of me clearly was annoyed. You just tell from her body posture that she was sort of shifting around. Again I don't think she was shifting out of desperation (although she might have been to some degree) but more out of annoyance, sort of like where you tap your foot and move around out of aggravation and sheer impatience. So the line probably ended up being like 15 min. long or something like that. I wasn't checking my watch or anything, I am just estimating. So that was a little bit of a thrill I suppose, but that's pretty much the only sighting I have had recently.
I did find something interesting online that I think I remember from over 20 years ago. I have mentioned my involuntary nudity fantasy scenario on here before where 1% of women are forced to go naked all the time. I managed to find the story online that I think first gave me that idea over 20 years ago. I found the archive available on Google of the magazine weekly world news. After looking through the archives I found in the October 21, 1997 issue the story of someone named Leeza Murth, a woman who was forced to live alone on a desert island because she had a severe allergy to all forms of clothing and fabric but was too shy and modest to join a nudist colony. I remember when I read that over 20 years ago the story of electrified my mind and I think it was one of my first stirrings of any type of sexual interest whatsoever.
Now at that age I was only a teenager so I didn't quite realize that weekly world news was a tabloid newspaper, so I thought that story might have been true and I think that that gave me lots of nightmare/fantasies of thinking – oh my God, what if I catch that disease! Being the really shy girl that I was and being that I was just starting to grow my breasts and go through puberty at the exact same time as I read that you can see how that would really have a major impact on me. So if you Google weekly world news with her name and that date you should be able to find it. I managed to make a picture file of it so maybe I can actually post that on here as an attachment or something. But if it doesn't work just Google that and you should be able to find it easily.
I am pretty sure that I have mentioned this before, I think back and June of 2012 specifically, looking through my document pad where I keep all my blog updates, but back in high school and elementary school we had a very sexist and frustrating bathroom policy and I thought maybe I would write a fictional story inspired by a real experience based on that.
Just a quick recap in case I haven't mentioned it in full. Back in high school I would always go to the bathroom between every single class if possible, or at least I would TRY to visit the bathroom between every single class as a precaution. I was glad about that in high school because now I would have the opportunity to go to the bathroom between every 45 min. class, or so I thought at least. Of course often in the bathroom were people or there would be a line so I would just skip it and hope for better luck next period as I was fanatically paranoid about making sure that I was always to class on time. Luckily it was not normally a problem because even if there was a line usually after a couple of periods I would be able to get to the bathroom before I got really desperate or anything like that.
This all changed for the disastrous worse in 11th grade. That was the year they found drugs and alcohol being hidden in the girls restroom. So what does the school do? They end up closing the girls bathroom everywhere except on the first floor. And I should really put this into perspective. This was a school of 1500 students (so assume about 750 girls) and that meant that there was one girls bathroom for the entire school with only five stalls. That's five stalls for 750 girls and we only had 4 min. between classes! It was completely and utterly ridiculous. I guess their policy was to punish everyone for the actions of a few. But as a result of that the only bathroom that was open was the one on the first floor by the nurse's office that I pretty much seldom ever went by on the way to class, it wasn't really on the way so to speak. I mostly used the bathrooms on the second or third floor near where most of the classes were.
So this was obviously very annoying for me! I was used to trying to go to the bathroom between every single class if possible because I would normally pass at least one of the three bathrooms. But now with the only one open being the one by the nurse's office this greatly inconvenienced me. I wasn't going to risk being late to class so annoyingly whenever I would go between classes I would find that the girls bathrooms on the second and third floor were completely locked. As a result of that pretty much the only time I got to go to the bathroom was if I was on the first floor and going through that hallway, or at lunch time where they don't take attendance and you can arrive whatever the hell you want so it doesn't matter if I end up spending 10 or 20 min. waiting to use the God damn bathroom, which I very often did!
But that wasn't the most frustrating thing, and again I think this goes to the reason why I have such a focus and fixation on the unfairness between men versus women using the bathroom and how much of a disadvantage it is to women. Remember I said that they found drugs and alcohol in the girls bathroom, they didn't find it in the boys bathroom, which meant the boys bathrooms on all three floors were completely open. And the boys bathroom each had two or three stalls plus like seven or eight urinals, meaning 10 places to pee per restroom. That means in the entire school the boys had about 30 places to relieve themselves while the girls had five. That means they had six times as many places to go!
My friends of course thought this was hilarious because they would always joke about how I had such a small bladder and would always be trying to go to the bathroom between every class. Now every time when we were walking to class they would be able to go into the boys room and I would push on the girls room door and it wouldn't open and I would get really frustrated and be cursing at it. I don't think that they shared my fetish because I told them about it years later and at that time I didn't really quite have it yet myself, but I think that this led to the development of that to some degree. So I think that they got a real kick out of watching me kick that door and not be able to use the bathroom until lunchtime.
So now that I have covered that as a background I thought that a good thing to do for October, being a horror novelist, was to write a true horror story about this experience in high school. So I hope you will enjoy the following which I call The Locked Door Horror! Because let's face it, when you are desperate for a pee the greatest horror in the world is to find the ladies room locked! I have changed all the names of the characters in the story to protect everyone's identities. This story is fiction. Although it is very loosely based on the situation in my school nothing as dramatic as this really happened. I am taking a lot of creative license here, but I hope you will enjoy, because that allows me to make it much more dramatic and interesting than it actually was!
The Locked Door Horror
"Damn I have to pee," I said as I waited for the bell to ring.
"You always have to pee between every single class," said Jake, my close friend.
"I haven't gone in a couple of periods now and my bladder is getting rather full," I said. "Besides I don't go between every class, sometimes there's a line, I just have to take precautions because I might not get in every single time. And then last period I went to use the ladies room and it was locked."
"Attention all students," came the voice on the announcements. "It has come to our attention that several girls have been hiding drugs and alcohol in the girls restroom. This simply will not be tolerated. Unfortunately because of a few bad apples we will have to take measures that are going to negatively affect everyone. From now on the only girls bathroom that will be open will be the one on the first floor near the nurse's office where we can keep an eye on everything. We are sorry that we have to take such drastic measures but hopefully this will teach everyone a lesson about the proper use of the restroom."
"This sucks!" I said. "I hardly ever pass by that bathroom."
"That does suck for you Jill," said Jake.
"It's not fair though, they didn't lock the men's room!"
"Yeah but they didn't find drugs in the boys restroom."
"This is like totally sexist."
That was when the bell rung. I darted out of the class with my friend Jake following fast behind me. I approached the ladies room door and I pushed on it only to find that it was locked. "Dammit!" I shouted as I pushed on it hoping that maybe it would open.
"Sucks for you," said Jake as he opened the boys room and went inside.
"Fuck," I muttered under my breath as I went down the stairs to the second floor. I saw the other ladies room and I was praying that it would be open. I pushed on the door but once again it was locked. "God dammit!" I shouted as I gritted my teeth. "There's no way I would have time to go to the first floor so I guess I'm just going to have to wait until lunch next period."
I quickly ran into my next class, science.
The teacher came up to the blackboard. "Today class we are going to be learning about water displacement. Now we will do a demonstration."
The teacher opened up a tank and took out a big bottle filled with water and started swishing it around. I could hear other girls in the classroom wincing as I crossed my legs tightly and tried to focus on the lesson without focusing on it too much!
"You see when you swirl the water around like this," said the teacher as she spun the bottle around creating a funnel inside of it, "you create a funnel. And that if we pour the water into this tank you will see the water is displaced when I pour it into there."
As the teacher slowly poured the water into the tank I noticed that the girl in front of me, Marissa, was tapping her legs like crazy and finally she put her hand up.
"Yes Marissa?" the teacher said as she pointed to her.
"Can I please go to the ladies room?!"
"I'm sorry but rules are that you are supposed to go between class."
"But the ladies room was locked!"
"The one on the first floor is open, you will just have to use that one."
"But it's not near any of my classes!"
"I'm sorry Marissa, but you will just have to find time to go to the bathroom between classes on your own time."
As I sat there watching Marissa crossing her legs it was beginning to drive me crazy because I had to pee just as bad! I could see some of the other girls in the classroom showing the telltale signs of feet shifting and tapping. The boys did not look to be too uncomfortable though, bastards!
Finally the bell rung and class was over. Now it was finally time for lunch and I didn't have to get there in any set amount of time. As fast as my trembling legs would carry me I gathered up my books and began stampeding down to the first floor, down several snaking hallways and finally it was there, my salvation, the girls bathroom on the first floor across from the nurse's station.
"Finally, I've been holding this in all day!" I shouted as I ran into the ladies room before stopping short. There were probably at least 20 girls in there waiting for the five stalls, most of them shifting their legs and doing the telltale pee dance.
"Do any of you mind if I cut?" I asked.
"Yes we do!" several voices came at once and I took my place on line.
The next 10 or 15 min. passed by very slowly as I stood there dancing from foot to foot. Finally a stall opened and I practically knocked down the other girl, pulled down my panties and slammed my ass on the seat and exploded into the toilet. "Oh my God!" I shouted as I finally let loose with a powerful stream of urine. "This feels real good."
Finally I finished up, wiped myself and the next desperate girl practically pushed me down like I had the girl before me just to get into the toilet. After washing my hands I looked back at the restroom with a sense of dread knowing that that would be the only time that day I would go to the bathroom, so I had better make it last.
"Where were you Jill?" Jake asked as I came into the cafeteria.
"There was a line!"
Jake laughed. "That's why it's nice to have a penis."
I stuck my tongue out and sat down at the table and the only thought that I could think of was that please God let there be drugs and alcohol found in the men's room tomorrow!
That's where the story ends. As it turns out that eventually did happen, but not until the next year when drugs were found in the boys restroom as well (and sadly since I have left that school I have heard that they have developed a severe drug and alcohol problem there). But even with only one restroom open they still had twice as many places to pee as we did. Fortunately my last year of college I had a really short day that was only three or four hours long and every other day I had gym, and the gym also had a bathroom that I could use. But those last few years they were pretty frustrating, and I think that they contributed to my fascination with female desperation and what it is like to have a desperately full bladder. So I guess it wasn't all bad!
That's all for now. As usual I have no idea when I will update again because my life is not very interesting, but I will try to update more frequently. If I don't have any new true stories to share, I will use my fertile imagination to try and think of some more fiction to update with.
And as always I end with all the links I have accumulated since my last update.
- (Asian girl tumbler)
- (Victorian realities - how did they use the toilet??!)
- (PIssing panties tumbler.)
- (Poop Hack - When You Just Can't Hold It In.)
- (Nude woman rollerblading and covering herself up for the American flag. Now that's patriotic!)
- (Good female desperation pictures.)
- (The great equalizer as even celebrities have to wait in the ladies room line!)
- (Women suffer at public bathrooms. Their clothing restrains a quick entry and exit as much as the fact that most women's bathroom are designed for two or three stalls at max. I've always been astounded by the length of the queues before the lady's room, but the men's room isn't much better when men drink beer.
Two much beer and the lines can contipede out of control.
At least we don't have to wash our hands.)
- (Satire on transphobia.)
- (Line Language.)
- (Women Vs. Men's restroom lines)
- (Why Men & Women Use Separate Bathrooms)
- (he brewery across the street had the longest line to the ladies room. The girls behind me were strategizing with each other, “Are you going to pee or just look at the mirror?!” And there was no soap so I offered some of these young ladies hand sanitizer and another one my Tide to Go pen when she noticed a stain because even in the coolest place on earth, I am the mommest mom ever to mom it up. Luckily, my highwaisted jeans have big pockets for all the supplies I’ll need. Gather around girls, no one is getting any germs when I’m here!)
- (Thanks for a wonderful free weekend of music, Vienna. We really, really enjoyed it. Though you may want to consider upgrading your washroom facilities on the island. There were something like 1.8 million people in attendance at the music festival over the weekend, and almost no washrooms. On top of that, the washrooms all charged an entrance fee. Of course this was no problem for me, I just walked into the bush and took a leak with 50 other guys. Ashley, however, waited in line with the other ladies for 25 minutes and had to pay 0.50€. In the future, Vienna, if you are going to have a huge music festival, put out some free porta-potties please.)
- (Woman in men's room.)
- (I turned away to use the ladies room…and was impressed with the way the staff handled the lines. when the Ladies room line got too long, they took half of the ladies off the line and put them ahead of the men on line. Not to worry, there were individual restrooms. And the lines moved uber quickly. )
- (On a recent family road trip, I dared to be “that woman” who refused to wait on the line to the ladies room! It’s a lesson for my kids about meeting individual needs.)
- (Crist is right that it was smaller crowds made the day more enjoyable for those at the track. But even with the "lowest attendance in a decade," there was one line that took forever: Yup. That's the line for the ladies' room. Keep in mind that this is outside the ladies room. There are at least a dozen more women in line inside. Keep in mind there's a line of the same length at the other entrance to this restroom. If Crist thinks "cargo-style" train travel will discourage visitors, what do you think cargo-style restrooms will do?

While I hesitate to call this sexism, as Belmont is an old facility, the lack of adequate facilities for women does seem a mite short-sighted. If racing were serious about attracting female fans, it seems to me that they'd change a few signs on a few men's rooms for the day. But as Railbird recently pointed out, racing doesn't do a very good job at recognizing women in the industry or the stands.

Strangely, this sort of thing is apparently not a problem for casinos, as hard-core slots players have ways of dealing with this issue.)
- (The performance was splendid and the concept refreshing and funny with plenty of music and dance. The only problem was a certain line during intermission so go before you sit down and if you need the ladies (and the men’s also by the way) room again, tear out of there and prepare to race back to your seats as they only break for 15 minutes.)
- (Draw-The-Line - Bathroom Panic)
- (Girl very desperate - absolutely bursting to pee on the phone)
- (Do you need to pee?)
- (She is locked out and very desperate to pee.)
- (A girl is desperate to pee whilst waiting for an ultrasound. You can see her bulge and shivering. This is why ultrasounds can get really uncomfortable)
- (Car desperation.)
- (13 minutes of car desperation.)
- (Desperation and bathroom lines twitter page.)
- (restroom line in Japan.)
- (Oktoberfest 2010 Schlange am Damen-WC )
- (Desperation blog)

Some Sightings, Old and New, Magic Show and Some Social Experiments
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I haven't updated my blog again for a while but that's pretty much always the case I suppose since I live a pretty boring life in general. And unfortunately for most of July I was really sick with my acid reflux acting up again and I never really enjoy any of my fetish related activities when I am sick. Plus I don't really go anywhere where I am likely to encounter any type of desperation or anything else interesting when I am sick or recovering. But I have accumulated a couple of sightings in the two months since I last updated and I have a good idea for a new fictional story, but I am not going to be able to get around to that tonight so I will have to save that for another time.
The first thing that happened is something that is sort of a follow-up on what I mentioned last time about the flooded ladies room. Ironically just a few days (or the day after actually) after writing that post I encountered a similar situation at another place, making that two times within like the same week! What happened was that I went to the bookstore and as usual pretty much everywhere I go I will eventually have to use the bathroom. And I am like one of those people who spends like two hours in the bookstore at a time since I only go like once a month. So naturally I would have to go to the bathroom at some point.
So I go to the bathroom and it looks like all is well, but then I get in there and the floor is all wet. In spite of the fact that the floor was wet it wasn't completely soaked so I decided I would try to make my way to the toilets. One toilet was completely locked up with like plastic on the door or something, but the other one, the handicapped stall, was open. But then I go to use it and sitting there in the toilet itself is one of those signs that they put outside of the bathroom says that the bathrooms being cleaned or whatever or that the floor is slippery. But that cone or whatever it was was sticking up right in the toilet bowl! Somehow I think that someone might have done that as a joke because I doubt that the people cleaning the bathroom were stupid enough to put the cone in the toilet itself, then again... But that was something pretty weird and I had never seen that before.
I have to admit that I actually did think that maybe I could squat over it but it was totally obstructing any way of squatting over the toilet and I didn't want to get pee on myself. I wasn't quite bursting or desperate or anything so I just left the bathroom without peeing. By the time I was waiting on line to ring up my purchase though I was sort of on tip toes and sort of raising myself on my knees if you know what I mean. After that I went out to eat and luckily the restaurant bathroom was working because otherwise that would have been a real long wait!
The next incident I had was kind of embarrassing and took place in July. I had just gotten out of the hospital like the day before, and after I get out of the hospital and I start drinking and trying to eat again normally I always end up unfortunately having like a ton of diarrhea. But in spite of that I was feeling fine otherwise so I went to go see the new Ghostbusters movie. But I guess I was stupid because I decided to get popcorn even though I hadn't eaten anything yet and it was my first actual food since getting out of the hospital. I figured that popcorn was something good to start with and it wouldn't bother my stomach, but I was wrong! Like probably an hour or so into the movie I start getting really bad gas pains and I am feeling really uncomfortable and I know that there is no getting around it, I was going to have to go to the bathroom. I will not get up during a movie to go to the bathroom short of an emergency, but this was pretty much an emergency.
So I pretty much ran upstairs to the bathroom with a time bomb in my ass! Fortunately when I ran into the bathroom there was no one else in there at the time. But then just as I was going into the stall I hear this crowd getting out from another movie, like a kid's movie or something. So now there I am sitting on the toilet and just as I hear people coming into the bathroom and waiting outside of my stall I start totally exploding! You know when you have diarrhea and it just like gushes out like a machine gun, that was pretty much me! So for the next few minutes I was sitting there filling the bowl up where everyone could hear what was going on. It was really humiliating but I knew that there was really nothing I could do about it. I thought about waiting until everyone had left the bathroom but I wanted to get back to my movie and figured that I was holding up the line. When I came out I got a couple of looks and smirks and felt really humiliated but it was kind of funny now that I look back on it.
Unfortunately because of my stomach problems stuff like this is increasingly common for me. It almost makes me think of my scenario every time it happens. I am getting more used to it but it still embarrassing every single time that it happens. The unfortunate thing is that when I am recovering from illness as soon as I start eating and drinking again usually I have this problem for several days. Since I spend most of my time at home it's usually not a problem, but a couple of times I will go to the movies and I will end up trying to eat something or drink something that I will end up spontaneously having to run to the bathroom like that.
But moving on to my next sighting. It was at the beginning of August when I went to see the movie Lights out. Even though when I go to see horror movies I am usually the only one in the theater, in the summertime it's definitely a lot more crowded, so sometimes the theaters will all get out at the same time. It seemed like there were a lot of people in the theater with me so maybe another theater got out right before, but by the time I got out of the movies the line to ladies room was out the door. I would estimate that there were about eight women in line in front of me for a total of three stalls, but one of which still has no lock on it, so more like two. I didn't see anyone clearly or visibly desperate but the woman in front of me you could see was clearly annoyed because she looked at the line, put her hand on her cheek and made a real big sighing noise. That may not seem like anything to significant but I think I have mentioned here before that I like when I see people get annoyed by their desperation like that or having to wait, so I was quite pleased seeing her have to wait like that, even though she got to go to the bathroom before I did! She peed pretty loudly and definitely had to go.
Just last week now though I had an interesting sighting, in fact two in one day. This Tuesday I went to see Sausage Party (totally freaking hilarious btw, totally my type of sick twisted juvenile humor) and when I was going to the bathroom afterwards one of the women in front of me was shouting that she had to pee really bad to her friend. So I slowed up and made sure to let her get to the bathroom before me. So that was entertaining even though she didn't sound like she had to pee as bad as she said she did. But maybe she just has a small bladder, not all that unlike yours truly!
But then after that I went to the Wendy's across the street from the movies to get something to eat and the cashier who was taking everyone's order was this really attractive Asian woman with this long ponytail. She seemed like she was rather agitated and was taking all of the orders like superfast. Then I heard her ask her supervisor or manager or whoever if she could leave for a bathroom break, and the great thing is their manager said no! Beyond that she didn't really show any signs of really crossing her legs or being super desperate, but you could tell she was moving really fast like she was rushing to get everyone out of there so she could go to the bathroom. I am going to sound like a total bitch for this, but I was kind of thinking that maybe I should have gone to the bathroom and come back just to taunt her, but I thought that was stupid because I was waiting on line to get my food and I just went to the bathroom a few minutes before at the movie theater. But I thought about it! But seeing an Asian woman desperate, that is truly a red letter day worthy of notation!
All of this kind of got my pervy mind thinking now, just how many other people really delighted in knowing that others are desperate like that or who actually imagine others that they see in public desperate. Even before I noticed that Asian woman there was this other really attractive girl in front of me in line with these really great legs and wearing these jean shorts and I was just thinking to myself "omg I would love to see her desperate in line for the toilet!" And as I was thinking of that another thought occurred to me, maybe when I am waiting in line for the bathroom other women look at me and I thinking "I wonder how bad that girl has to pee!"
Which again is why I think that the bathroom line is probably the best place to be. Even if people aren't showing signs of desperation you are basically looking at people you know have to go to the bathroom bad enough that they are waiting. So everyone who's looking at you in line, even if they aren't excited as I would be, know "this girl has to go!" And I have to admit that thought kind of tickles my fancy so to speak :D. So I suspect that there are a lot more people out there who get a little bit of a kick out of this, even if they don't have the fetish. But I will talk more about that later because I have another thing to bring up.
The last thing I want to mention is a really old experience, like from 21 years ago! I thought that I had probably mentioned this in my blog before but looking through the document where I keep all of these entries I word searched and couldn't find it, so I guess I have never mentioned it before. I remembered it recently because it came up in a chat I had with someone.
This took place back when I was like 12 years old or something like that in the summer of 1995. I was sleeping over my cousins' house and we went to this outdoor magic show. I barely remember anything about it except for the song "La Isla Bonita" was playing and I really liked that song and I remembered it for like 20 years without having any idea what it was called. So I don't really remember all that much about the magic show itself, but I do remember what happened after the magic show!
So while I was there with my cousins and everything they were eating like all of this hot spicy food and it was a pretty crowded place. But we brought like a lot of liquids with us and of course I as usual was like guzzling them down, so by the time the magic show was letting out I had to pee, and I had to pee bad! But like with a lot of outdoor events there wasn't any real accommodation made for the fact that people would need the bathroom and this place was especially bad even by most standards.
There were no porta potties or anything like that. This was just outside where people brought blankets and lawn chairs to watch the show and there were probably a couple of hundred people there or something like that. But there were no actual bathrooms provided except for the one bathroom that they have in the Park, which had like two stalls in the ladies room, not sure how many they have in the men's room, but I am sure with urinals they got more.
So the show lets out and everyone basically charges towards the bathrooms, and of course the line was truly astonishing. I don't remember exactly how long it was but it was like snaking so far that I couldn't see the beginning of the line from the end of it. I think when I saw it I actually grabbed myself and pressed my knees together! The men's room line of course moved really fast and my cousins were finished in no time flat, but I was probably waiting for at least a half-hour. Again this was over 20 years ago so I don't remember super clearly, I just remember having to pee really bad and having a line extremely long and people were constantly bumping into you and it was just a very crowded space overall, with the men's and ladies lines right next to each other so you can really see the contrast in a rubbing it in your face kind of way that your line was longer.
And then when I finally did get to the toilets they were, shall we say, less than spectacular. I mean these were like bathrooms where there were tons of graffiti all over the place and the door was made of wood with cracks in it and you could barely move inside the bathroom itself, so people had to basically push through crowds to get in and out of the bathroom. And then the toilets themselves were pretty much clogged and not flushing, but I wasn't going to wait all that time without peeing, so I just grinned and bore it.
All of this brings up another topic that I have probably mentioned before, so I am not going to spend too much time on it. But if you ever notice how when the toilets are out of order it's much more likely to be in the ladies room? I mean I can recall numerous occasions where I have seen the ladies room out of order but I can't really ever recall seeing an out of order sign on the men's room. Again I am not usually looking for signs of the men's room since I don't use it, but I would probably have noticed it all those times when the ladies room was out of order.
I kind of have a theory about why this might be the case though. I think firstly it's because the women's room only has toilets and not urinals, and that usually means there are fewer toilets. So you also have to figure that if the toilet gets clogged it's taken out of commission. You also have to figure that if the restroom becomes flooded like it did on those other occasions I mentioned recently, that puts the whole bathroom out of commission. The men's room urinals would probably still be usable even if the toilets weren't, and once again that just gives you more options of places to go. But the ladies room has one problem and they close the entire thing. I don't want to be a conspiracy theorist either, but I also suspect that men's rooms probably get fixed sooner. Again I can't really prove any of that, but when I do see the frequency with which the ladies room is out of order compared to the men's I can't help but think it's another example of thinking "well, I guess the women can wait."
I actually found an entry I wrote in my journal about this earlier in the month when I was talking about it: "This got us into a discussion about how I felt the ladies room was clogged more often or out of order more often than the men's room and someone in chat thought that the ladies clog them where the guys hardly ever use toilet paper. I thought that that was very plausible and I thought that it was because the men's room they might just close down one of the stalls but leave the urinals freely available. In the ladies room you might have one or two stalls and if they get clogged up they would just close the bathroom. And women also put more toilet paper and sanitary products in the toilet even though you aren't supposed to. And although I don't have any real hard data to support me I suspect that just because women have to sit down they end up having to take a dump more, and that ends up clogging the toilets. It's my conspiracy theory of the week! And you certainly don't want to let anyone else know that you were the one who did the deed! What is bad is when the toilet is already clogged and you use it anyway and then the person who uses it after you thinks that you were the one who clogged it in the first place!"
The next thing that I was going to talk about is just a really brief comment. I was just thinking that there is probably a lot of good desperation at the Olympics, and wouldn't it be the most awesome place for my poop desperation scenario to occur? I mean all of those people and suddenly and unexpectedly 5% of the women all have to take a huge dump at the same time! Imagine all those athletes training and now all the sudden they have to deal with having to take a crap constantly while everyone in the world is watching them. It would be pure chaos! I am so evil.
I have also been chatting (and holding!) a lot recently with some of my desperate friends online and one of my friends had the most awesome experience. I was chatting with her and she was using her phone to use her messenger because she was out in public and was desperate to pee and there were no toilets around. I suggested that she go up to someone showing all these visible signs of desperation and say how badly that she has to go and see what their response was. She said that this woman eventually seemed to be taking a lot of interest in her predicament and offered to go back to her house to use her bathroom. After a 15 min. walk there the woman offered her drinks before telling her where the bathroom was! I just thought that was totally awesome and it shows that there are more people out there who might be interested if you show some visible desperation. I think most people just don't even realize how interesting and exciting it could be, so I thought it would be an interesting type of social experiment to see people go up to people like that really showing very obvious signs of desperation and saying how badly you have to go and see how they respond.
One final thing is that I thought of yet another social experiment along those lines. I was chatting with someone about how the bathroom line is not very egalitarian. Because it's first come first serve and not based on how badly you have to go. If a person who has to go only a little bit, and if they are ahead of you in line, still gets to go to the bathroom before you. Of course with groups of friends sometimes you can work out this thing but then you would also have to admit that you are desperate out of your mind! But this all inspired a great idea for a cool social experiment (I like the psychology behind desperation a real lot, if you haven't noticed already). This one is a little bit inspired by my school bus story with the 60 boys and 60 girls as well as my Washington DC bus trip, which I know I have mentioned here before.
What I thought of was basically you have two groups of women, maybe 30 women in each group. The first group gets a bathroom break at the two-hour point and then another one at the end for four hours total, so they get a bathroom break halfway through the four hours. The second group has to wait till the end of four hours before getting to go to the bathroom even the first time, and they are given free drinks! And here's the thing, they let the group out who already got to go to the bathroom 10 min. before the group that hasn't gone in four hours. The idea is that you have 60 women in line for the bathroom and the first 30 don't have to go nearly as bad as the ones behind them! Then you observe both groups of women in the line and see if they are behaving differently. I guess the point of the experiment would be to try to see if the woman at the back of the line would start asking the woman at the front if they could cut and seeing if the women at the front of the line would let them!
The woman I had told this to said that she has let people in front of her before but she wasn't sure about 30 people. In all honesty unless I was on the absolute verge of an accident I would probably just wait for the 60 people in front of me even though I would be going out of my mind. She pointed out that I could be 60th in line but I can also be 31st or somewhere in between.
A similar idea I had was where you have a busload of people where each person picks a card and half of the people get that you can go to the bathroom whenever you want card, and the other ones get a hold the entire trip card. Then it will be interesting to see how they interact. And the thing I was thinking was that each person with a pee whenever you want card is teamed up with a person or a buddy who has that can't pee at all card!
One last thing that I was going to say was that in my poop desperation scenario would start pooping have to poop just as much regardless of how much they eat, whereas the non-pooping women can eat all they want without ever having to poop! I think that that would be extremely frustrating as well, especially since I hate having to get up to go to the bathroom when I am eating!
This is getting pretty long now and I think that there is a limit to how many words you can put in a single entry here, so I think I should probably end it now because it's also getting late, but hopefully I will update soon with my latest fictional story idea once I get around to writing it.
In the meantime here are all the links that I have built up in the last two months since I last updated. From what everyone who has read my blog has told me they are their favorite part of my blog, so enjoy! (Really long line.)
- (ENF - Public Pool)
- (ENF teacher caught in school)
- (Funny Friends ENF Compilation)
- (Girl l ENF)
- (Yeah you are less likely to cause their bladder to rupture and explode, even if we can't seem to hold as long LOL.)
- (I think that is why you should never take desperation too far.)
- (Men and women have different plumbing, and this, along with the fact that until now women have tended to drink much less than men, explains why alcohol-related bladder rupture has historically been a male-only phenomenon. "Men have a longer urethra than women [the tube that urine travels down to get out via the normal route]," explains Dooldeniya. "You therefore need a lot more pressure to force the urine out of the bladder through the male urethra. "We previously thought that women were more likely to leak than to rupture because they have a shorter urethra than men, and therefore it is easier for the urine to be forced out by the pressure, rather than to rupture.")
- (What Happens When You Hold Your Pee?)
- (Why Do We Have Butt Hair? LOL)
- (Not likely is the answer, mostly. That is why this must be done in moderation.)
- (Desperation tumbler)
- (Do women really have hairy buttholes?? LOL)
- (More on butt hair LOL. For the record I have a small amount of butt hair and I personally find the whole idea of hair on your ass to be extremely gross!)
- (Last one LOL. It does actually make good points though.)
- (I'm a bit abnormal, but then I guess anyone reading this blog has already noticed that by now!)
- (Best peeing blogs.)
- (Oprah pees for ten minutes.)
- (Long Lines In The Womens Restrooms) (Womens Bathroom Line at Belmont Stakes #ohCRAP)
- (Foo Fighters Concert at Wrigley Field 08/29/2015 - Women's Bathroom Line)
- (Long line at the girls bathroom? (Day 299 - 12/1/15) (Ladies Toilet - How long does it take a woman to find a toilet in an Indian city?)
- (India Matters: Toilet stories, an overview )
- (47 Nice hot asses!)
- (More ass)
- (self explanitory.)
- (Girl pees on news.)
- (Ass!)
- (Talking to Girls About the Good Ol' Number-Two Taboo)
- (Newswomen afraid to poop! I would hope that in my scenario every single one of them would end up being poopers, even though odds are that only one, if any, would.)
- (She really had to go!)
- (Bursting in line)
- (Cool device to pee while running)
- (I can relate!)
- (World's Longest Whizz)
- (Woman needs to pee and person talks to them about all sorts of water related imagery and then the bathroom is locked. Really excellent!)
- (6 minute desperation)
- (She Has To PEE @ Very Bad // Funny Desperate Girls)
- (Pee Shy in the Office Bathroom)
- (All That- Good Burger "I have to pee" )
- (Held this all in until I got home. I was bursting! )
- (Pants Wetting In The Supermarket)
- (Man pees on woman at concert.)
- (Hour long pee video. I actually didn't get around to watching it yet but I'm putting it here so that I will have the link.)
- (I definitely pee more than average LOL.)
- (Why do women have to go to the bathroom so often?)
- (three of them are bathroom related!)
- (All pretty good reasons.)
- (One more.)
- (How To Poop Confidently In a Public Restroom.)
- (Flushing toilet.)
- (Practical advice!)
- (More Practical advice!)
- (Cute desperate story.)
- (What Happens To Your Body When You’re Too Busy To Pee?)
- (THE BIG ISSUE: When is it OK to wee in front of others?)
- _cc=__d___&_ccid=50080452-708f-4c60-b168-f3169410877b (LOL.)
- study-claims.html (Get desperate if you are going to lie!)
- (WTF LOL. I don't think I would have fallen for that. I'm a hard-core feminist myself but it must be admitted that not all members of the movement are beyond being fooled by some really stupid stuff. It is still pretty amusing though, not gonna lie about that!)

The Bladder Test
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I decided I would try to update more here. I don't have that many interesting experiences that often since I rarely go anywhere, but I have thought that I would try to turn some of my experiences into actual stories when I am too fixated on my fetish to work on my more serious writing. So I decided to write a story based on that time I was desperate while taking a test for school. I posted about this back in June 2013, I think it was, and I will repost it now.

This is the experience that the story refers to. The story is very much dramatized and I think I made it more interesting in my account of it by adding details. I do remember that one of the questions on the final was about the Industrial Revolution, the essay portion, but at the time I probably didn't think to make the connection to bathrooms and the Einstein thing was just something I thought of while I was writing the story. So I made the whole thing more dramatic and exciting, because as a writer that is what I do, but it is based on a real experience and here is a reposting of what I originally posted.

"Another time we had a shorter social studies final. That one I think was only two hours or three hours. But the thing was that you could leave after a certain minimum amount of time. I was a really good student was able to finish it pretty quickly. I think that that social studies final or Regents or whatever that our teacher so played up turned out to be one of the easiest tests imaginable. Even the terrible students said that it was an easy test. So I was finished pretty quickly (I think I got like a 97 on it, not that I'm bragging or anything) but we were still not allowed to leave. Unfortunately, and I don't know why, but that they had to pee so freaking bad! I don't know if it was just, I just really have no idea why. But I had to go BAD! Unfortunately I was bursting and we weren't allowed to leave for at least 45 min. So we just kind of had to sit there. So let me put this into perspective for you – I had nothing to do for the next 45 min. to distract me from my aching bladder. Finally we were allowed to leave and I pretty much bolted. Much to my horror all of the bathrooms were locked! But fortunately I was like one block away from my house (the school is literally down the street) so I pretty much ran home and man was it good to pee!"

Now here is the story and I hope you enjoy it. Hopefully I will write more stories like this and if not hopefully I will have more desperate experiences in the near future. So far nothing new though since the last time I updated. Actually there was one funny thing, my last update was about how I encountered a flooded ladies room, and ironically the very next day after posting that update I encountered yet another one! It was while I was at the bookstore and I went to use the ladies room and the entire floor was flooded. I actually went into the stall to see if maybe it wasn't flooded and there was one of those signs that say closed for cleaning actually in the toilet bowl itself. Someone had taken the caution wet floor sign and they had actually stuck it in the toilet bowl, which was kind of ridiculous and hilarious to see, or would be if I didn't have to pee. I wasn't desperate or anything, and shortly after I went to a restaurant where I was able to use the bathroom without problem, but I did just think it was kind of hilarious that the night after posting a story about how I encountered that flooded ladies room I encountered another one. I mean what are the odds of that? Stuff like that doesn't happen too often and here I had it happen twice within a month.

But that's about all and I haven't had any really interesting experiences since then but maybe I will go to that movie theater again with my cousins and encounter something interesting. Right now don't have any specific plans though, but of course I will update if anything interesting does happen!

Now here is the story in its entirety and I hope you all enjoy.

The Bladder Test
I remember that it was the day of our social studies final, but I wasn't worried, social studies was one of the easiest subjects in the world. Of course this test counted for 25% of our grade, so it was no laughing matter. But I made sure to come prepared. I had my pens, pencils, and a big bottle of water to stay well hydrated because it was a super hot June day.
"Okay class we will now begin the first part of the test, the multiple-choice part," the instructor said as he came into the room.
That was when I noticed a tingle in my bladder, so I raised my hand.
"Yes," the teacher said as he pointed to me.
"Can I go to the bathroom before the test starts?"
"You should have gone before class."
"I will only be a minute, the bathroom is just down the hall."
"I am sorry but you will just have to wait."
Damn, why didn't I go to the bathroom before the test! Oh well, I wasn't quite desperate yet. Besides, this was social studies, one of the easiest subjects of all. The test might have been scheduled for three hours but I could probably finish in maybe an hour or so tops.
"Okay class you can now begin," the teacher said after he had finished handing out all of the test papers.
This will be a piece of cake I thought as I rapidly began doing the test. I breezed through the multiple-choice questions and time just seemed to fly by. For all the hype that they put up about this test it was one of the easiest tests I had ever taken. I can't believe that for the last month of school all the teacher talked about was how extremely difficult this test was and how he thought we were all going to fail.
By the time I had finished the multiple-choice questions I was feeling more confident, but I was also feeling an increasing tightness in my bladder that was growing harder and harder to ignore. No matter, I thought to myself, on to the essay portion of the test.
The essay portion of the test was about the Industrial Revolution. That made me think to myself whether they had indoor plumbing during the Industrial Revolution. Just where did people go to pee a century or two ago? How often did people in those factories get a pee break? These are questions that you never see addressed in history class, I wonder why not, I know that is something that I would like to know.
No matter I would just breeze through this essay and then I would be on my way to the bathroom and to blessed blessed relief! The essay was easy and I think I breezed through it faster than I even thought possible, but then I was highly motivated by an achingly full bladder.
"I'm finished," I said as I handed my test to the teacher. "Can I go now?"
"That was awfully fast, are you sure you don't want to double check everything?" he said as he took the test paper from me.
"I already did, it was a very easy test."
"I'm afraid that everyone has to stay for a minimum of two hours."
"What?" I asked in disbelief.
"The state has mandated that everyone has to stay at least two hours regardless of how long they take on the test. You still have another 45 minutes before I can let you leave."
My heart sunk. "Can I at least go to the bathroom?"
The teacher shook his head. "I am sorry but nobody is allowed to leave the classroom until the two hours is up."
I felt like pleading with the teacher but I could see that it was hopeless, so with resignation I went back to my desk and sat down. By now my urge to pee was completely impossible to ignore and getting up to hand my exam to the teacher certainly didn't help. But it was only 45 minutes, that time should pass pretty quickly. I just needed to distract myself and take my mind off of it.
I looked at the pens and pencils sitting on my desk and the bottle of water and then I looked at the clock slowly ticking away second by second. I had absolutely nothing to distract myself!
As discreetly as possible I crossed my legs under my desk and tried to lean back in a way that was comfortable and would take the pressure off of my bladder. I managed to get myself in a semi-comfortable position but I still couldn't ignore the full feeling in my bladder.
I began to play with my hair, twirling it in my fingers and chewing on it a little bit, as I often do when I am nervous. I then took my pen and began chewing on it, another nervous habit of mine. The pen didn't taste very good in my mouth and that made me thirsty. I knew that I shouldn't drink anymore considering I already had to pee extremely bad, but I was so thirsty I couldn't resist so I gulped down some water, which was refreshing, but certainly wasn't helping my bladder situation.
I looked at the clock again to see that I still had a good 40 minutes to wait before I could finally relieve myself, so I had to distract myself. I started slowly shaking my leg, yet another nervous habit, in hopes that it would take some more pressure off, but it didn't really help very much, so I just crossed my legs more tightly and tried to resist the urge to grab myself.
I decided to put my head down on the desk and thought that maybe I could go to sleep. No, of course I couldn't go to sleep, not at an uncomfortable desk with a painfully full bladder. In a short time I was back up and I still had a good 35 minutes left before I could leave. Time seems to move in direct proportion to the contents of your bladder. The fuller your bladder is, the slower that time goes. I think that Einstein had something to say about that, the bladder relativity theory or something like that.
I decided to look out the window thinking maybe that would help take my mind off of things. I could see a squirrel climbing up a tree and that was about it. Looking out the window was not a great distraction. And then it started raining, which really didn't help!
I tried to ignore the sound of the rain but it started to pour and I could hear the rain gently trickling down the side of the building and pounding against the window. That sound of constant rushing water was driving me absolutely frantic so I decided to look back at the clock. Still a half-hour, damn!
Next I started looking around the classroom, trying to distract myself by looking at all the geographical maps on the wall. I bet right now somewhere in the world millions of people were getting relief and weren't stuck waiting in a classroom to use the bathroom. What type of sadism motivates a person to keep people away from a bathroom when they desperately need it? I already finished the test so I was just sitting there doing absolutely nothing, this was unfair, it was inhumane! I could understand if I was still taking the test, but I had finished a long time ago, why did I have to wait here with all the others who are taking forever.
Surely I couldn't be the only one experiencing such bladder distress. I looked around and most of the other students were still working on the test, but then I saw Jenny, a very skinny little girl in our class, and it looked like her legs were jittering a mile a minute, and I could see her subtly crossing them, well maybe not very subtly. I then saw her hand moved between her legs to grab herself. She was definitely desperate all right!
I turned away from Jenny before briefly looking back. It was entertaining seeing her in a similar predicament to me, but the bad thing was that it wasn't particularly helping me to take my mind off of it! Still I couldn't help but glance over in her direction every couple of seconds. She was totally driving me crazy.
Finally Jenny raised her hand.
"Yes?" the teacher asked.
"Can I go to the bathroom?" Jenny asked clearly fidgeting in her seat.
"I don't know, can you?"
"I mean may I go to the bathroom?"
"I am sorry but nobody can leave until they have completed the exam and you have to be here for a minimum of two hours, which means you still have 25 minutes left to wait."
"But it's an emergency!"
"I am sorry, you will just have to hold it."
I have to admit seeing Jenny in a state of such despair kind of put a smile on my face. I wasn't in this alone, and as anyone can tell you when you're the only one who has to go to the bathroom it is that much worse. Maybe it is Schadenfreude, taking pleasure in the misery of others, which helps to take away from your own misery. But just knowing that Jenny wasn't getting to go to the bathroom either gave me a sense of satisfaction and I almost felt like I was in a battle of wills. You could easily hold better than Jenny and longer too, I told myself.
With 20 minutes left until we could finally leave I have to admit that I was getting really frantic. I had my legs crossed really tight, my hands grabbing myself as discreetly as possible and I was starting to rub my butt against the uncomfortable hard plastic seat, or whatever material the desk was made of. I was dying, but I couldn't stop drinking either because I was thirsty. And that rain, it just wouldn't stop!
I kept looking back at Jenny and each time I looked I could see she was getting more and more frantic. She started tapping her feet and it took every amount of willpower for me not to do the same. Then she started tapping her pencil on the desk and I could see every so often she was looking at the clock as well. Only 15 minutes to go, but every minute seemed like an hour. Once again Einstein's relativistic effect of time slowing down relative to the fullness of one's bladder.
Jenny raised her hand again.
"Yes?" the teacher asked.
"Can I please go to the bathroom, it is a real emergency!"
"You only have to wait another 10 minutes."
Jenny put her hand down and put it back between her legs. I have to admit that I couldn't take my eyes off of her, seeing her twisting like a pretzel in her chair, but damn it was driving me crazy. I had to pee so bad but I think that Jenny probably had to go even worse.
The final 10 minutes seemed to go agonizingly slow and I couldn't take my eyes off Jenny. But then finally the announcement came.
"If you are finished with your exam you can leave now," the teacher said. "Just make sure to bring your test up to the desk."
Before I could get up I saw Jenny practically bolted out the door after handing in her test. I followed shortly behind and ran down the hall to the nearest bathroom. I saw Jenny standing outside of the door pushing on it.
"What's wrong?" I asked her.
"It's not open!"
"What do you mean it's not open?"
"They locked it."
"Damn." I forgot that they often locked all the ladies room except the one down by the nurses office. I thought that I should be nice and tell Jenny that, but then I was kind of enjoying seeing her dancing in front of the door like that. But soon enough Jenny ran off, I assume to look for another bathroom.
I quickly went down the hall to the bathroom by the nurse but it was also locked. "No," I said as I pounded on the door. I had to pee so freaking bad at that point and walking around certainly wasn't helping. "Screw it," I said as I ran out of the building. My house was only a block away.
I ran home faster than I ever thought possible and started knocking on the door and then ringing the doorbell. "Come on, hurry up, I have to pee!" I shouted as I continued to ring the doorbell.
Finally my mom opened the door. "How was the test?" she asked.
"It was fine, I have to pee!" I said as I ran upstairs and into the bathroom.
Finally I jerked down my pants and my panties and sat my ass down on the toilet seat and let her rip. I must have peed forever and ever it seemed, my body trembling from the intensity of it. It was one of the most satisfying pees of my life and I had learned my lesson very firmly.
"I think I'll go get something to drink now," I said as I went to my refrigerator and got more water. What, I was home now, so I could pee whenever I wanted! And that was what I learned from social studies. True freedom isn't about fighting wars and building empires, it's about being able to go where you want when you want, and nobody can stop you.

And as always I end with the links, of which I only have a few this time since I recently updated it and I have been pretty good about not spending too much time on my fetish lately. I am actually getting a lot more work done on my serious writing, how about that! So until next time, enjoy! (Just pee where you wanna pee!)
- (Hot naked desperate masturbation!)
- (self explanatory!)
- (More desperate holding with nice cleavage!)
- (Girls Gotta Pee So Bad // Funny video compilation 2016)
- (Hot Girls Desperately Want To Pee - Funny Girls Gotta Pee Compilation By Viral Videos 2016 Hd #3)

A Flooded Ladies Room
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I decided to do a brief update. Not a whole lot has happened in the last two months but I figure I should try harder to update this whenever I have the slightest bit to say because I don't have enough updates as it is.
Normally I go to this one the theater by me that's pretty much completely empty all the time I go there. But twice in the last month I went to the movies with my cousin and some of his friends to a different theater in the mall that was a lot more crowded because you had assigned seatings. The seats at the movie theaters were actually really nice and not like any ones that I have ever seen before. They actually have recliners, which I thought was rather fancy and quite nice. So it was a pretty nice movie theater overall.
The first time when I went to see Capt. America Civil War I was hoping that perhaps since I went to a more crowded theater with multiple theaters with hundreds of people in them that it would be more crowded and thus there would be larger bathroom lines, but although there was a line it wasn't anything particularly huge because there were something like seven stalls in the ladies room and it seems like not a lot of people used the bathroom after the movie. But then it could be because we also waited until the end to see what was after the credits and by then many people had probably already used the bathroom because they left before that.
Then the other week I went there and something more interesting happened! I went with my cousin, his girlfriend and their two friends. I was hoping maybe that time I would encounter an interesting bathroom line or some type of desperation and I sort of partially got lucky in that regard, but also unlucky in that regard! Allow me to explain the unexpected events that happened.
When we first got to the movies I had to use the bathroom because I was recovering from my latest illness and sometimes when I try eating for the first time (popcorn usually doesn't bother me) I have to run to the bathroom because I get the runs, so that's never fun when you're at the movie theater. But luckily it meant that I went to the bathroom in the very beginning so I was less desperate than I usually was to start off with. But not by much because I usually go to the bathroom before leaving for the movie theater, which I did in this instance, but I got to go to the bathroom a little bit in the beginning anyway.
This time we saw the movie X-Men Apocalypse which is like two and a half hours long plus previews and we waited for the scenes that come after the credits again. Now before the movie I ended up getting a really large soda. At the movie theater by me I usually just get a thing of bottled water but since they didn't really have that at this theater I decided to get a soda and since it was only a few cents more to get an extra large I figured why not? So now the scene is set for 2 1/2 hours that I was at the movie theater I was drinking away and guzzling that soda. As you can expect by the end of the movie I had to pee pretty damn bad! Again 2 1/2 hours is an endurable length, but drinking a tremendous amount like that you are still going to have to go, I don't care who you are!
Luckily I knew where the bathrooms were from last time but here's where I got a really unexpected and somewhat unpleasant surprise! Was it a line? Nope. It was something more frustrating than that! I went to the bathroom with Carol, one of the other women who went to the movie theater with us. By that time I was pretty much bursting, maybe not ready to explode, but I was probably about eight or nine on the desperation scale, so needless to say I was eager for a pee! I mean in all honesty I have held from a level 8 scale of desperation for hours, but it's really really uncomfortable! And when you're out in public with a group of people that makes it even more awkward.
So wouldn't you know it. We get into the ladies room and it seems like everything is nice and empty and we won't have any wait at all. There was a reason for that. When we get closer we realized that one of the toilets in there was clogged up and overflowing and the entire ladies room was basically flooded and the floor was soaked. I'll be perfectly honest I was going to go and try and use the bathroom anyway but the entire place really was flooded completely. I would say that all seven stalls had water on the floor and I wasn't exactly going to pull down my pants and let it sit in the disgusting toilet water on the floor. So needless to say I was pretty damn disappointed because I was fully expecting to go to the bathroom!
Reluctantly I just washed my hands (the sinks were before the stalls and they weren't flooded) like I do after eating popcorn and that was sheer torture because the last thing you want to see without getting to go to the bathroom is running water like that! So all of that only served to add to my frustration.
We leave the ladies room pretty quickly and everyone remarks how fast we were and jokes about how there must have been no lines or anything. The two guys with us had already gotten to go to the bathroom or came out like a few seconds after we did, and my cousin's girlfriend basically never uses the bathroom. Seriously I have seen her numerous times for hours at a time and I don't think I have one seen her take a bathroom break, so she obviously must have pretty good bladder control.
I also have relatively good bladder control if I am really honest with myself. I can hold it a pretty damn long time if I really HAVE TO, I just can't do it comfortably! So by this point I am getting a little bit shifty and leg crossing, albeit very subtly. I don't know how badly Carol had to use the bathroom but she obviously must have had to go enough that she went to use the bathroom after the movie. That kind of pleased me. At least I wasn't the only one stuck desperate and longing for a bathroom, solo desperation is always a lot more difficult.
At that point I wasn't exactly sure what was going to happen because everything else in the mall is closed at that hour (we went to like 10:15 PM showing and we didn't get out until like after 1 AM) other than the movie theater. Carol wanted to tell someone at the movie theater that their bathroom was flooded and I was hoping that maybe they would take care of the problem. Unfortunately by then pretty much everyone had disappeared and we couldn't find anyone to tell about the bathroom situation. We left the movie theater and we found some guy right outside of it was cleaning up and we told him about the toilet situation but he had nothing to do with the movie theater so we were pretty much out of luck. At that point I pretty much realized it looked like I wasn't going to get a bathroom break!
After that we left the theater and then we were chatting outside for a while. The guys were of course really chatty and comfortable and everyone else was chatting away and meanwhile my bladder was close to bursting and I was trying hardest not to show it. Plus the cold night air made me have to pee even more. But I think I have already said numerous times that one of the most frustrating things is to have to pee and have conversations with people who you know don't have to pee. I knew that Carol had to pee but she wasn't showing any clear or obvious signs of desperation, although I was imagining in my mind that she had to pee. So I just sort of patiently waited there all the while thinking "let's get going I have to use the bathroom!"
Ultimately nothing particularly interesting happened after that. My cousin drove me home in about 20 min. but that was 20 min. with a bursting bladder. At least we went the quicker way and it was late at night when there is no traffic. Going to his house on the movies took about 40 min. but getting home only took half as much time. But then I had to run into my house in the dark and fiddle with my keys and then run up to use the bathroom. So by the time I finally got home and went to the bathroom I had been holding it for about three hours with an extra large soda inside of me. And I have to say it was quite the satisfying pee!
I love situations involving bathroom lines and desperation and all of that, but at the end of this scenario I like to ultimately get to use the bathroom. This was one of those cases where I was denied my relief until I ultimately got home. It would have been better to encounter a long line the bathroom than cannot get to use the bathroom at all. But I guess these things happen sometimes and I have to admit that after the fact is always really exciting to look back on and every little experience like this is always a bit of a thrill, so I am not complaining. But at the time it is happening in the back of your mind you are always thinking "this will make a good story, but damn do I want to pee!"
Hopefully I will update this blog more frequently but again I usually don't have that many experiences. But it seems like lately I have had more than usual, so who knows, maybe I will have another update sometime in the near future if I go to that theater again! And if not maybe I will try to write some fictional stories because the stories I think of in my mind are more exciting than the ones I experience in reality. I am a sick twisted novelist after all!
And as always I will end with the links I have collected since my last update. This one doesn't have as many as last time though since it has only been two months instead of nine months.
- (Unexpected Nudity!)
- (Golden showers paradise)
- (That is a really hot tushie! And she is very acrobatic.)
- (Girl pees all over herself upside down LOL.)
- (Desperate girl pees)
- (Unusual nude photos.)
- (Pissing tumblr.)
- (Soldiers peeing all over.)
- (Proof you don't need a penis to pee out of a moving vehicle! Seriously she deserves an award.)
- (Desperate and wetting in parking garage.)
- (Two naked women playing underneath some water. This really made me have to pee LOL)
- (Desperate woman.)
- (Gender swap bathroom.)
- (Fast food public nudity.)
- (4. We are particular about pooping in public
When we have to (and absolutely HAVE to) go while out in public, we try to pretend were not in the stall and act dead silent if someone comes in. We wont poop until theyre left the bathroom. If they came to poop there is usually a poop stalemate. And nobody wins in a poop stalemate.)
- (Funny shirt.)
- (I would give her the Pulitzer Prize for that gross ass story!)
- (Wow she is really frantic to pee!)
- (I don't know if I have posted this before but it is my favorite nonpornographic tumbler, making it 100th overall LOL. But seriously this is a really good website about feminist stuff and I recommend anyone into women's issues why civil rights issues to subscribe to it.)
- (Expertly illustrates a lot of the points I made about sexual tension in the bathroom.)
- (Loud pissing!)

A Year's Worth of Links
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- (31% put off going to the bathroom.) (Epic lines)
- (Luckily, I did not need to go to the bathroom too often in the 5 hours we waited for the fireworks, but when I did, it was a bit of a mission. After getting out of the roped off area, you had to fight through the crowds to find a place with a bathroom to use. On a regular day at Gwangalli, that would be an easy task. The strip along the beach is filled with coffee shops. However, the first one we went to was only letting people with “reservations” in. Seriously?! So we went down to Lotteria, which is Korea’s version of McDonalds. While we got in, the line up for the woman’s bathroom was long to say the least. Knowing the men’s one is always shorter, we went up to join that line. Turns out we weren’t the only ones with that idea, as there was a whole separate line of women in line for the one stall in the men’s bathroom and a line of men to use the urinal. It was crazy.)
- (more on the hour long line)
- (A possible reason for low voter turnout.)
- (Bathroom lines are sexist. Just like my museum line story. 50 women in line, empty men's room. Same in the UK it seems!)
- (More on how women have worse lines.) (Nude girls rubbing butts!) (Great nonmutual nudity site.) (Girls peeing at house parties) (Peeing in spanx) (Feminists destroy urinals.)
- (A cool new book on women's bathrooms!)
- (Dangerpiss!)
- (Photo of women pissing herself used to promote haunted house as so scary you'll piss yourself.)
- (Japanese girls desperate to pee.)
- (Desperation tumblr)
- (Desperation chatroom.)
- (Bathroom line tumblr)
- (Girl wets herself in constrictive clothes.)
- (Peeing and desperation blog)
- (Desperate catgirls.)
- (How the Urinary System Works )
- (Exert from Sarah Silverman's book, the Bedwetter)
- (Girls don't poop LOL)
- (This is what I picture in my story LOL)
- (Girl pooping in the woods.)
- (I was wondering!)
- (More on running water and peeing.)
- (Driving over bridges does it too!)
- (More running water) ("Cells that fire together, wire together."
Your brain is a neural network that stores information in a weird way. Not like a computer "set this to 1, this to 0, this to 1". Rather, it's a bunch of signals that fire when the inputs to them are firing strongly enough. When your brain changes (learning something, new habits, conditioning), that changes the threshold for that firing as well as the weights that connect the related neurons, so as to encourage more or less firing. (Hence the above quotation -- activations that happen together are mutually reinforcing.)
Ultimately, it means that when different events tend to happen together, then one event's happening will trigger the brain activity from the other.
It relates to a whole bunch of other phenomena, like how advertisers mainly focus on making you think "happy thoughts" associated with their product.
Since hearing the sound of water (in cultures with toilets) is associated with the feeling of urination, then they are likewise mutually-reinforcing in the brain. Just the same, while you pee, that makes you more likely to interpret any given sound as being water-like.)
- (ONe more!)
- (Gf just wants to poo. British LOL. Perfect example of how being on the toilet makes you a captive prisoner in submissive position.)
- (Aimee Has To Poop! Love the butt grabbing! Love to see her as a pooper.)
- (She pees forever omg torture to watch while desperate.)
- (We are pooping wrong.)
- (A Japanese girl is forced to watch another girl be tickle tortured before being tickled herself!)
- (Awesome story about someone taking a hideous disgusting crap in a bathroom that is less than pleasant. That is kind of like what every crap would be like in my scenario for the poopers!)
- (Books and movies with peeing scenes.)
- (Arrested woman not allowed to use toilet for 6 hours wets herself.)
- (wetting girls.)
- (More wetting girls.)
- (Desperation tumblr.)
- (Girl hypnotized to be desperate.)
- (Pee site.)
- (Excellent very desperate girl in the car.)
- (New ENF site.)
- (ENF site with videos and animated gifs!) (A particularly good ENF gif!)
- (Standard porn.)
- (German pee chatroom.)
(Tickling tumblrs.)
- (Femdom stories.)
- (Pregnant woman desp in car on way to ultrasound!)
- (I don't really use Twitter but here is a peeing twitter.)
- (Tumblr of the above.)
- (Desperation tumblr with videos.)
- (Peeing tumblr.)
- (Peeing tumblr.)
- (self explainitory!)
- (Asking to use the bathroom for Japanese girls.)
- (a bunch of women running for the bathroom. Unfortunately it looks like it's in Italian or some foreign language so I don't know what they are saying, but it seems like it is an ad for some overactive bladder medication or something like that.)
(Nudity tumblrs.)
- (sexy women. Some nudity.)
- (Men and women peeing together.)
- (No more Penis Envy)
- (Public nudity site.)
- (Japanese Girls.)
- (How to Wait for the Bathroom with Chell (Animation On Display 2013) )
- (Brief bathroom line video.)
- (Responsibility-Waiting for the
- (Wow that was an amazingly hot clip. The nudity, the desperation, the peeing. All excellent. Though I prefer shaved that didn't take anything away from this clip.)
- (Incontinence in women. Most interesting part: Whether you're worried about incontinence or not, you're never too young to learn healthy bladder habits.
One habit most of us pick up as children is going to the toilet 'just in case', says Korda, but this is bad advice.
In fact, if you go to the toilet too often, your bladder becomes used to holding less urine - which could cause problems in the long run.
"We should hang on as long as we can instead of going prophylactically. Hanging on and increasing your bladder storage is good for you," says Korda.
Here are some other points to consider:
Ladies, remember to sit on the toilet – don't hover over the seat as this can prevent you from properly emptying your bladder.
Take your time, again so your bladder can empty properly. If you rush and don't empty your bladder you could increase your risk of bladder infection over time.
Try not to strain when opening your bowels. This can weaken your pelvic floor muscles which are vital for bladder control.) I think that I have paired bladder habits because I tend to go as soon as I feel your age. But I do sit on the toilet rather than hover and I do take my time, so I guess I am doing something right at least.
- (Interesting finding is that women tend to pee seven times a day when they are younger versus six for men but that starts to reverse as men get older.)
- (Bedwetting in children.)
- (I am glad that I don't have incontinence but I have never had sex or gotten pregnant either.)
- (I guess I am doing the right thing by sitting then!)
- (Desperation videos.)
- (Desperate girl.)
- (Awesome thread on omorashi.)
- (Woman peeing loudly.)
- (This is where they get the phrase having to piss like a racehorse from. Very brutal if you are desperate and watching this!)
- (Girl peeing loud)
- (Penis vs Vagina)
Story men needing to go double for women funny forced to go everywhere charging the toilets rainy day car trip he used to be able to outhold all the women, Does a Jill shit in the Woods?! Zoo desperation 1992
- (NOWHERE (2009) / central scene / for Pina-artistic nudity)
- (Pee Chat.)
- (Hot black women.)
- (Erotic female pics.)
- (Nude women.)
- (I never drink that much and hold for that long though so I'm not worried! I also don't drink alcohol so I guess that doesn't really count.)
- (more about breaking the seal.)
- (One sided nudity.)
- (8 hours of toilet flushing!)
- (Women peeing on the floor.)
- (Asian women tumblr.)
- (Sexy women.)
- (The Crediblity Gap: How Sexism Shapes Human Knowledge | Soraya Chemaly | TEDxBarcelonaWomen. Mentions bathroom lines in beginning.)
- (Not about bathroomws, but a good site exposing sexism.)
- (10 hours of trickling water down bamboo.)
- (A toilet voyeur's dream come true.)
- (Elephant peeing)
- (Bathroom lines are sexist...but fun! And it's nice to see I'm not the only one who waited on a line of 50 women at a museum bathroom.)
- (Slide 10: Jesus hates women who cut in line!)
- (Toilet paper rationing, WTF?)
- (The Longest Bathroom Line Ever)
- (Leave to find a shorter line find another line. Know the feeling LOL.)
- (Women using urinals.)
- (That they are so proud of having 1,000 chemical toilets for 3 million pilgrims makes me laugh. It’s great that they’re thinking ahead, but the math just feels off to me. Maybe I’m wrong.)
- (Funny bathroom memes.)
- (:"Here’s a fun fact: Women’s lines to the toilette are just as long, if not longer, in Rome. The men whiz in and out as usual while we, the child containers, resulting in heavily-bladder-affected women must simply stand and move slowly. Much like cows to milking we shuffle to a small room with maybe two stalls. Each appears made for a fit, petite woman. Seat covers? Ha. Squat or get wet with unidentifiable urine. Half the time there are no seats with which to sit, if you do that sort of thing. Great for your thighs though!" I went chatted with someone who said they went to Vatican City and she said that the bathroom lines were too long and she didn't get to use the bathroom.)
- (The long lines at the ladies room, didn’t seem to discourage the women in Calvario from putting up with them, then again…there is nowhere else to go to the bathroom down at the Calvario Park. The funny thing is that there were about 25 women in line waiting to use the 3 stall facility and only one or two men waiting to use the men’s room. A few of us ladies actually asked if we could use the men’s room since the line was so long and there were no men waiting. The attendant told us that she couldn’t allow that, it just wasn’t “right”. The mother of a very young girl was insistent that it would be fine with us and many of us agreed, but the attendant was not to be moved, which led us all to a rampant discussion about how there should be 5 times the public bathrooms available for women than for men, since usually it is also the women who take the children to use the washrooms. I don’t think the attendant was very happy with our conversation.)
- (Awkward bathroom situations.)
- (Long lines for men and women.)
- (Good desperate story.)
- (Teachers don't get enough bathroom breaks apparently and are often desperate throughout the day. Maybe that's why they don't like letting students use the bathroom, if they have to suffer, then so should the students. I must say that I'm quite pleased at this but it also highlights the fact that bathroom needs, which is a very basic need, is often not addressed people are just forced to grin and bear it.)
- (Hot CFNF site!)
- (Nudity in general.)
- (Awesome pic I saw years ago and just recently found again.)
- (Gorgeous!)
- (Nudity videos.)
- (A really sexist guy rants against potty parity for like 22 min. straight! This is why we can't have nice things LOL.)
- (Another sexist rants against potty parity for like 13 min.)
- (A stool to help you poop squatting.)
- (Potty parity has a twitter site.)
- (A better video about potty parity made by a woman who points out all the reasons why it is needed. There is good videos of women waiting in line as well as women looking to find the bathroom. That is something I had never actually thought to bring up in my blog before but I have experienced that as well, where the ladies room is often more difficult to find or isn't available on every floor of a building. I thought it was great that they showed videos of that.)
- (Boy peeing forcefully for like 2 min. nonstop. Incredibly brutal to watch if you are desperate! Someone actually sent me this video while I was desperate to make me more desperate LOL.)
- (Times when I urgently need to pee.)
- (Street urinals.)
- (Biting the lip, what can I say, it's sexy!)
- (More sexiness.)
- (Nude blog.)
- (woman pees her pants.)
- how-long-the-line/question-4275311/ (I think that this is discriminatory against people with smaller bladders, which also usually means women, so it is sexist as well.)
(Ladies room line cartoons. Excellent.)
- (I’m glad I didn’t wait until the last minute to use the restroom in the Ferry Building. There were 35 women in line for the ladies’ room and only about 3 for the men’s. Why? It was interesting drawing the women right in front of me because of the odd foreshortening I perceived looking down their backsides. Next time you’re waiting in line, try to draw the person right in front of you and you’ll see what I mean.)
- (restroom line.)
- (British woman poop desperation.)
- (woman desperate to poop.)
- (Woman describes an experience of a coed sauna and shower.)
- (Asian toilet cafe is coming here!)
- narrative-by-kameron-hurley/ (Article about women in history. I like the fact they mentioned this: "Let’s just put it this way: if you think there’s a thing – anything – women didn’t do in the past, you’re wrong. Women – now and then – even made a habit of peeing standing up. They wore dildos. So even things the funny-ha-ha folks immediately raise a hand to say “It’s impossible women didn’t do X!” Well. They did it.")
- (Absolutely amazing bathroom line video lasting 10 min. and showing signs of desperation. Dozens of women come to use the toilet in that amount of time. One of the best videos I have seen in ages.)
- (Suggests that ladies room lines have grown longer since the 1970s as a result of more women being in public life but the toilet situation has not improved.)
- (why lines are so long, again we pee more and men have more freaking stalls than us!)
- (14 min. of bathroom line in 2 parts!)
- (Girls pooping.)
- (New Funniest Nude Girls Toilet Scary Pranks OF 2015.)
- (Girl poops, has no toilet paper.)
- (Feminist blog.)
- (Women in India must pay to pee, men pee free.)
- much-he-hates-women?detail=email (I seriously hate Donald Trump but this is pretty funny and I can only imagine what a jackass like him would do during my scenario.)
- (the bathroom line one!)
- (As a lesbian this would basically be my Paradise!)
- (Donald Trump and conservatives can't accept the fact that women go to the bathroom. I can only imagine how terrible it would be in my poop desperation scenario!)
- (pooping in prison would really be a nightmare in my poop redistribution scenario!)
- think that that is my type of art!)
- (two years is a long time to be on the toilet she must have had to go really bad!)
- (Girls on the toilet)
- (Desperation site)
- (Blind naked girl prank.)
- (Yup!)
- (now capitalism is even determining who gets to go to the bathroom first!)
- (A good guide to desperation scenes in various forms of media.)
- (Girl very desperate to pee!)
- (Likewise)
- (I admit that I usually go long before I feel completely fall.)
- (Renée Needs A Pee - Funny Scene from "New In Town" )
- (Busting for a wee.)
- (Girl Pee Vine Compilation)
- (There is a bee in my bathroom and I have to pee! -my worst fear is bees!)
- (Girl Pee - Girls Pee Again Vine Compilation )
- (Girl Pee Accidentally Compilation (in public) Funny )
- (Girls Peeing On The Road Side | Boat Deck | Men 's Washroom)
- (Women Can Pee Standing Up)
- (Girl has to pee really bad.)
- (What a mean teacher!)
- (PISSED the movie-This one is really great and long too!)
- (Bunch of desperation wetting tumblr videos someone i was chatting with sent me.)
- (Desperation on Twitter)
- (Female Urinals)
- (attempts to end ladies room lines.)
- (Why long lines. Good analysis.)
- (Sexism and bathroom lines.)
- (Early article about potty parity.)
- 001a4bcf887a.html (The bathroom dash!)
- (A less sympathetic piece)
- (Clothes stolen from woman)
- (Woman stripped to towel in NYC)
- (Skinny dipping.)
- (ENF pictures.)
- (ENF videos)
- (ENF videos)
- (Funny ladies room video women shit glitter, flowers and kittens.)
- (Embarrassing sounds in the ladies' room)
- XcU4p3D8SVxPO9yMCFSmap0JUEbBGqLZnIV5Ay21mpBfnOb5pj9h2kN0ZBwz1RmF7pfo9roszsOVTtrQe2cA (Long line no men's line.)
- (long ladies line in Germany.)
- (astonishing toilet line in England.)
- (Huge german toilet line.)
- (Squatting by line.)
- (Part 2)
- (15 minutes German bathroom line.)
- (Desperate Chic waiting outside of occupied bathroom)
- (9 minutes bathroom line.)
- (8 minutes bathroom line.)
- (Desperate Dash for Relief, a couple trying to reach WC in time)
- (Desperate Dash for Relief, locked WC )
- (Desperate Dash for Relief, three ladies)
- (Desperate Woman pee pee dancing at traffic light)
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- (No toilets in NYC!)
- (11+ minutes of superlong line!)
- v=YzHAZmYNvKE&ebc=ANyPxKpDN2ylDSaybbLl5PY_rN6NrYkQ1slp_Jg2swFwAI3lvym3gBo59nIoN92mnfvwdERXnTmjMFQVg1qQ3wqtfC61H8SH-A (Women peeing outside.)
- Cc4ZpycuDeo8LzpBFTSVAY_BSmD5_k8cKssCvj9vwV8M7qWAxFGXew (More peeing outside for women)
- (She hike Nature Calls.)
- (ENF Tumbler)
- (Mythbusters pee dance.)
- (Male vs Female bladder. "Doctor Oz did a segment on why women always have to pee… apparently Dr Oz’s beautiful wife and daughters are always asking him to pull over to go to the restroom (my husband can definitely relate!). Is the male bladder so different from the female bladder?
Male Bladder Vs Female Bladder
Dr Oz showed a real man’s bladder and a real woman’s bladder. Both bladders are about the same size and can hold about the same amount of urine (2 cups according to Dr Oz). The main differences are the shape, due to where the bladder is located in a man versus in a woman, and the fact that the woman’s bladder seemed to have slightly thinner walls than the man’s bladder.
Why Women Always Have to Pee:
To answer this question, Dr Oz did a demonstration with pizza dough. The male pizza dough or “pelvic floor” stayed pretty thick and well put together. The woman’s pizza dough or “pelvic floor” can stretch out from childbirth, straining and menopause. When the pelvic floor gets stretched out, you can get holes in it and weakened pelvic muscles. So women should do exercises to keep their pelvic muscles strong.")
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A GOOD source of physiological data of this sort is the Report of the Task Group on Reference Man, Publication 23 of the International Commission on Radiological Protection (1975). This gives the physiological capacity of the adult male and female as 500 ml, and notes that there is probably no inherent difference between male and female. The habit of urination has a direct bearing on the size of the bladder. If the individual has the habit of urinating frequently, he (or she) may be uncomfortable retaining the average amount.
Mike Fulker, Westlakes Research Institute, Moor Row, Cumbria (
THE QUESTION may be prompted by women's apparent need to go to the WC more frequently than men do. Some have suggested this is due to the woman's bladder pushing against interior parts that cause discomfort, whereas the male bladder bumps up against less objecting parts, so that the discomfort is far less.)
- (Location and shape different in woman residing with uterus located posteriorly. With child birth, straining , and menstruation women's bladder appears thinner. The pelvic floor gets stretched out, you can get weakened pelvic muscles.)
- (Men vs women, who holds longer? poll.)
- (Who poops more?)
- ("Because to be a woman and to talk about poop -- about anyone’s, but especially your own -- that’s subversive. It’s weird. It’s immature. It’s inappropriate."-Which is precisely why I love talking about it!)
- (A nudist girl. If only I could be so bold.)
- (Nude girls in public!)
- (Only one girl naked.)
- (Ditto!)
- (Ditto)
- (Yep even more!)
- (Videos!)
- (Girls peeing in all different ways and places)
- (Amazing long line!)
- v=bQ6O40sUh2A&ebc=ANyPxKrzNLBpewL1IJLYQeFG0ouWdbA6rDCB47Voj89Z_3a00fpXjSI1FpXJucEVYmBIkwHWVlTIsrGTk1ZgWhT- vLwzEMZ_ag&nohtml5=False (Ladies fidgeting for the public toilet)
- T1FK1rkCgC_YfPzBPwoaSl0jN6UV_9dtmLAIZRa_bvRShtYPoHzikPq88jHdulaEYqCAnV2cGA9qhQ&nohtml5=False (Woman has to pee and a guy driving won't stop.)
- (Out of order restroom cartoon.)
- (Bathroom hacks including pooping in public. Good advice!)
- (Battle shits!)
- (Woman EXPLODES in bathroom! I think that this is what I fear would happen in my poop desperation scenario!)
- (The Bathroom - Short Film - Girls Having Fun. I think this also would be a nightmare in my scenario!)
- (Everybody Poops (a PSA) I feel this one was pretty good and it really summed up how I feel about the situation. I imagine things would be quite different in my scenario though because not everyone would poop!)
- (Women Poop For The First Time)
- (What Girls Think About While Pooping. I would love to see her in my scenario!)
- (Why I like pooping in public. I am positive that I have posted this before but I think it's worth reposting. She would be another one who would be fun to see in my scenario.)
- (Poop In A Bucket??)
- (EVERYTHING A TO Z: POOPING IN PUBLIC. I would love to see her as a pooper in my scenario!)
- (HOW TO: Poop in Public Restrooms! Tips & Tricks)
- (Woman caught pooping in public.)
I am a lesbian so I am not really interested in naked guys or anything like that but I do like one-sided nudity and female domination so on a certain level I can enjoy these type of things that someone had sent to me when I was talking about my interest in nonmutual nudity. Again I would prefer CFNF (clothed female, nude female) or ENF (embarrassed nude female) but this was still a little bit interesting so for anyone who is interested in CFNM (clothed female nude male) if you might find these links of interest as well.)


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