"Shit..." said Vanessa, driving 10 over the speed limit to make it to work on time. Personally, she would not have cared if she had made it to work on time, she hated it. Vanessa pulled up to the local Wendy's finally, only 4 minutes late for work.
Vanessa was short, had long, brown, wavy hair, glasses, and wore black skinny jeans. She tied her hair into a bun.
She got out of her car and ran in to clock in on time. This wasn't the only reason she wanted to make it to work on time. She had woken up late, barely had any time to get ready, and leave for work! She realized on her way to work, she had not yet taken her morning pee.
This made out to be a very long and painful car ride, as she had to drive with one hand on her crotch, and the other hand on the steering wheel. She ran out, clocked in, and asked her manager to use the rest room.
"Vanessa, it can't wait?" her manager said. "You already clocked in late, and we need all the help we can get here..."
So Vanessa helped out as much as she could. She remained as calm as she could, but inside, she was dying. If she could just use the bathroom! It wouldn't be long. Not even a minute. Vanessa crossed her legs while she dealt with orders. Finally, the last customer left, and Vanessa was biting her lip. It was either now or not at all. She just had to pee.
"Vanessa!" her manager said. "I need you to refill the ice machine!"
"Ca-can I p-please use the bathroom now?" Vanessa said.
Her manager saw the desperate look on Vanessa's face, but wasn't someone who could easily be bargained with. "Just do the ice, and then you can."
Vanessa grabbed as much ice as she could and refilled it. It took about 4 minutes total to do, but that was 4 minutes too long for Vanessa. Finally, she finished.
"Can I please go now?" Vanessa said pleadingly. Her manager checked the ice, and said, "it's not filled to the top. Let's go."
Vanessa was so desperate to pee, she began crying. "Please! Just let me go! I'm about to pee myself!"
Her manager sighed. "Fine. You have one minute. Go."
Vanessa ran to the bathroom, which was....locked. She knocked on the door rapidly, and begged the person to come out. She shoved her hands deep between her legs. After about 20 seconds, the woman walked out, and Vanessa shoved her way into the bathroom. She locked the door.
One reason why she had to pee so badly was that her belt was too tight. She attempted to undo her belt, which was so tight, it wouldn't come off properly. She danced around desperately trying to get her belt undone. It was a race against time. The belt was too tight on her. It was putting pressure onto her full bladder. She had just gotten her belt undone, when Vanessa lost her control of her bladder, and pee began coming out- fast.
Next she had to un-tuck her shirt, and pull her pants and red panties down. By the time she had done this, she was pissing in them, where piss was coming out of her crotch very quickly. She pulled her pants to her ankles, and she began pissing on the floor. She pulled up her long shirt, because it draped over her pussy and her shirt was then getting covered in piss. Finally, she sat down on the toilet and pissed all that she could. She finished, stood up, pulled up her wet panties and wet skinny jeans, and tucked in her wet shirt. There was a very noticeable stain on the front of her pants as she put them on. Vanessa tried wiping up the stain on her pants, but it was no good. She began crying. For the rest of her shift, Vanessa walked around with piss-stained skinny jeans.
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