The girl holds a bottle of water to your lips, forcing you to drink it. The girl smiles, "Do you like it? It's laced with diuretics." You squirm at the thought of wetting yourself, but all too quickly you feel a twinge in your bladder. The girl stands back and shakes her head.
"Hmm, I think we need to speed this up."
Your eyes in a silent plead before she assualts your armpits. "Nooaahahahhh...pllleaasssseee stoooppp!" The girl stops only to ask the crowd,"Anyone care to join me?" A few step out to joing the assualt. You belt out with laughter as your legs and hips and tickled. One of the ticklers begins tickling the sides of your rear. Well, it's less ticlking and more pinching and fondling. As one tickles across your stomach, you feel your bladder swell with urine.
"Stop stop stopp I'll pee!" Your plea goes unoticed as one girl tickles close to your privates. The pressure and tickling is becoming too much. You feel a small spurt coming, dripping down. The wetness mixes with the wind to create an unpleasant feeling.
The first girl waves off her cohorts. "That's enough, let's wait now for the flood." Tears form in your eyes at the thought. You squeeze your legs as close together as you can, but still the dam inside is faltering. Another small spurt occurs. You look at the crowd pleadingly.
"Please, someone help!" "Please don't let me wet in front of everyone!"
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