Soda Inflation: Holding Till I Explode in a Huge Piss Stream
I squirm, moan, and hold it desperately just for you… until I can’t. Then the massive flood: squatting low, pissing endlessly in a powerful stream as my swollen belly slowly deflates.
Drenched and emptied, I play in the warm puddle with my dirty feet, rubbing them through my own mess, toes wiggling and splashing… filthy and satisfied.
I chug liters of ice-cold fizzy soda until my bladder balloons huge and tight, my belly swollen round and shiny like I’m heavily pregnant, skin stretched thin, bubbles shifting inside. I squirm, moan, and hold it desperately just for you… until I can’t. Then the massive flood: squatting low,...
I squirm, moan, and hold it desperately just for you… until I can’t. Then the massive flood: squatting low, pissing endlessly in a powerful stream as my swollen belly slowly deflates.
Drenched and emptied, I play in the warm puddle with my dirty feet, rubbing them through my own mess, toes wiggling and splashing… filthy and satisfied.
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