Omorashi One Shots (girls)

Traffic

another request from @sigh100

Heather had to pee. Badly. This usually wouldn't be a big deal, as she could just go to a bathroom and relieve herself. But she was stuck in traffic with her husband, and it didn't seem like they would be moving any time soon. She was also pregnant.
She was only 4 months pregnant, not much of a belly, but enough to put a lot of pressure on her bladder. This morning she had two cups of coffee, and then her and her husband went out for brunch a couple hours later. At the restaurant she had iced tea, a few glasses of water, and another cup of coffee.
By the time they had left the restaurant, Heather had to pee. She was only slightly desperate, but the bathrooms there were disgusting so she just asked Jack to drive them home quickly. She was already crossing her legs by the time they got in the car.
But then they got stuck in major traffic, and a half hour later Heather felt like she was going to burst.
"Jack, I have to go so bad, I don't think I can hold it until we get home." Heather said, embarrassed. She bounced in her seat, using one of her hands to grab at her vagina.
"You can do it. Just hold on, once this traffic clears up it'll take us five minutes to get home." Jack reassured her. Heather groaned, her face burning red and tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. The pee felt like it was about to come out, only being held back by Heather's hand.
A few small drops escaped, not enough to be a leak but enough to make her panties wet and her desperation worse. Heather shoved her other hand in her pants, shoving a finger up in her hole to try to hold it in. She was rocking her hips back and forth, her butt lifting up from the seat and then going back down repeatedly.
"Jack, I-I really don't think I can m-make it, it hurts s-so bad, I-" Heather gasped as a small leak escaped, and it took all of her strength to stop it from turning into a flood.
"I believe in you, baby, just a little bit longer. Look, we've escaped the traffic, just hold on five more minutes." Jack said, rubbing her shoulder.
Tears were streaming down Heather's face as she did everything she possibly could to hold in her pee. About two minutes later another leak escaped, making her underwear more wet. She choked out a sob, muttering curses as her bladder throbbed in pain. But then another longer leak came out, leaving a wet spot the size of a golf ball on her jeans. This happened a few more times, and Heather had a big wet spot on her pants.
And then they got stuck in more traffic.
"F-Fuck! I'm gonna fucking wet m-myself if this doesn't hurry up!" Heather cried out, and afterwards a long stream of pee released itself into her pants. It only lasted about 6 seconds, but the seat had gotten wet. It hadn't taken off any of the pressure, and Heather could barely hold back the rest.
"I'm gonna pee, I'm gonna pee, I don't want to, I-I-I- FUCK!" Pee shot out of her vagina again, but this time she couldn't stop it. Heather removed her hands and let out strong moans of relief as the hot piss completely soaked the car seat and her jeans, making a hissing sound and creating a puddle on her lap and the floor of the car. Heather was a moaning mess as she continued to pee for a solid two minutes, leaning her head back and closing her eyes.
After it finally stopped, she realized what had happened. Tears welled up in her eyes as she gasped.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry..." Heather sobbed, looking at the mess she had created.
"Hey, it's okay, I'm not mad. It's not your fault. You're pregnant and you had to go, it happens fo everyone, even me sometimes. Let's get you home and cleaned up, then I'll clean out the car. It'll be okay." Jack rubbed his wife's shoulder and kissed her forehead, and they waited out the rest of the traffic and got home. The second they arrived, Heather had to pee again. A huge wave of desperation hit her as she stood up from her seat, and she was wetting herself again before she could even get to the front door, leaving another puddle on the driveway.