Lana's Quirk

Chapter 4: First Day at UA

A few months later, and Lana and James were attending UA high school for the first time. Even with the setbacks they had in the entrance exam, they had made the cut and looked toward their future as Pro Heroes. James and Lana were both put in class 1C, and they walked together to class. They stopped for a moment on the main path, looking up in wonder at the beautiful UA campus against the cloudless blue sky, with blooms of flower petals framing the scene in their peripheries. They had really made it. "Don't get ahead of yourself, James," Lana said, catching his dazed expression, we're still nowhere close to pro heroes. We have a ton of work to do. "Yeah," James sighed, "you're right, we better get to class" he added as he began to walk again. Soon they reached the class, only to find everyone already standing up. At the head of the class was Pro Hero Anabolis. He stood in a tank top and workout shorts, his muscular arms crossed. His quirk was that when he touched another person he could take their muscular strength and make it his own. It both weakened the opponent, and strengthened himself, making him a formidable fighter. "No wasted time, we go right into testing your quirks," he said in a matter of fact gruff tone. "We go to the practice fields, put on your workout clothes," he added turning and walking out the door. Lana, James and the rest of the class followed.

Once on the fields, Anabolis divided them into specialist quirks and physical enhancement quirks. "Those of you with quicks that can enhance things you do physically will retake the government fitness tests with the use of your quirks, and those of you with more specialist abilities will be evaluated independently. Those of u with physical quirks step to the left, the others to the right." Lana locked eyes with James. They hadn't prepared to use James' quirk on the first day, he would have to drink at his own risk. Lana stepped to the right along with a handful of other students. Anabolis spoke again, "We're going to be out here for several hours, first testing and then training, and class 1A will be down here soon too. We don't want to waste time with bathroom breaks. According to UA records, Lana here has a special quirk. She can hold other people's pee for them. So if you need to go, walk over to her and tap her on the shoulder. Her activation conditions are her consent, and physical contact. We will test the limits of her quirk and train everyone more efficiently this way. I've instructed class 1A to do the same. As for you, Lana, you cannot refuse anyone, you can choose to participate in any of our activities, or not as you see fit, and you cannot relieve yourself. We have a chair for you over there for your comfort, so well... make yourself comfortable," Lana's face was hot. She looked around, sure she had a massive capacity, but there were a LOT of people for several hours, and more coming. This was going to be the first true test in a long time of just how far her bladder could stretch.

At first lana did some of the fitness tests she did pretty well in fact, at least among the girls, but slowly more and more people filled her bladder, and she slowed. Then she stood around watching for a little while, class 1A did indeed come down. They were on the opposite field though, and she couldn't really see anything. She thought she heard explosions though, 1A had some seriously powerful quirks. Then as she finally began to feel a need to pee she decided to sit down. Her bladder was now a noticeable bulge in her tummy. It pressed out her skin tight work out suit, disrupting the otherwise slim and beautiful curves of her body. She sat for another while. The sun climbed higher in the sky, people drank and drank, and she kept filling up. Her belly now appeared nine months pregnant, but it contained only urine. Her bladder was swollen to gargantuan size to contain the liters upon liters of piss she now stored. She couldn't get up from the chair, she would instantly pee herself, and her belly weighed too much to stand. She had long since taken off her shirt, it simply didn't fit her bladder. Now, Lana sat in her sports bra and pants, one hand jammed in her crotch, one cradling her massive pregnant belly. Modesty had long since deserted her. At first she had tried to hide her desperation, but that wasn't possible anymore, at almost 25 liters by her estimate, she was holding at least ten liters more than she ever had on her family's longest car trip. She was more desperate than she'd ever been in her life. Every movement pressed on her distended belly. Gravity itself pressed the sheer mass of the pee down upon her with an unfair amount of force. Her powerful sphincter muscles worked and strained against the flood in her bladder. Their once unbeatable strength was slowly becoming insufficient. As she struggled, a muscular boy with spiky blonde hair and a scowl walked over to her. She bit her lip and braced herself, more piss would have to enter her tortured bladder. The boy placed a hand on her shoulder and she let him in. Then she let out a sharp gasp and a moan, "holy shit!" she said under her breath as she sharply jabbed her hands into her vagina in desperation. The pressure of what this boy had added to her already maxed out bladder had almost squirted a jet out of her. Usually each new person contributed only a small amount of pee to her total volume. She had never felt anyone else with close to this capacity before: the boy had dumped multiple liters into her in a single moment. Oh god it was too much for her to handle. The boy must have seen her reaction, he smirked, "my power is explosive sweat, where do you think that sweat comes from? I've been drinking and building my capacity for years." He turned and walked away smugly. "Nnn nooo nno you don't understand! Didn't Anabolis tell you what happens when I lose control?" She asked her face dripping with sweat from exertion. She was completely shaking now and her legs danced uncontrollably as her hands pressed as hard as they could on her poor labia, "If I pee myself everyone else I'm holding for also does immediately." The boy's face darkened, seeing her and understanding. She was seconds from giving out and pissing herself. What had he done? "Everyone get to a bathroom now!" Lana screamed. "She's not joking!" The boy yelled in an angry sounding voice, "you have maybe 10 seconds before she pees herself and then you all will too!" From the sidelines, Anabolis smiled. The word 'pee' had done it, "not 10 seconds" Lana whispered in a weak voice, "now." The boy looked over in horror, but it was too late. The dam broke. Piss sprayed out of her like a pressure washer, blasting into her hands even through the fabric of her panties and workout pants. Her bottom half was drenched in less than two seconds. Lana moaned loudly as the relief washed over her in waves. Her stomach began to deflate like a balloon as gallons of piss soaked the chair beneath her. All across the fields, students doubled over, clutching their bladders, jamming hands in their crotches, and pressing their thighs together in a pee pee dance. It was no use, the desperation turned to wetting in a less than a moment and piss flowed like water from a faucet, as dark splotches filled everyone's crotches and warm pee ran down their legs, forming wet patches in the dust at their feet. Some brave souls still ran for the bathroom, spraying piss as they ran, making a huge mess. Others still just yanked down their pants and pissed on the ground. Wetness glistened on the tips of penises and the lips of vaginas alike. As for Lana, she had wobbled to her feet, now that her stomach was lighter. A legitimate river of piss ran between her legs about two feet wide, flowing across the dry ground down a hill into a nearby ditch. The air was thick with the scent of urine. Lana no longer struggled against the stream, she just waddled towards the school. Piss flowed out of her with a steady current, washing over everything. The boy with spiky hair was stuck in classic pants peeing position, his legs jammed together, and his hands shoved into his crotch. His face was flushed and he wouldn't look at her, the sound of piss hitting the ground was loud enough that he didn't her when she let out a soft moan. The intense stream was tickling her clit, and all of the hand rubbing and relief was making her wet in another way. She kept spraying the ground with her stream as she walked towards the building. Her stomach was closer to a normal size now, her bladder was going to be empty in a few minutes and she needed a change.

Anabolis stood to the side, smirking to himself. Aiziwa walked up behind him, "I see your having fun. You shouldn't plan things like this, it's not fair to them," he said in his tired monotone. Anabolis smiled wider, "I like to think it builds character. Besides, this will probably be the only time I make them do it in public. Probably," Aiziwa sighed,"well I've never been able to convince you before. I wasn't expecting this time to be different." Aiziwa turned and walked away. Anabolis looked back on the mess of wet students clutching themselves and grimacing. He chuckled, it was going to be a fun year with this Lana girl around