In the bus with my aunt

Roughly 15-20 minutes into the bus ride I realized that I had made a mistake, I’d drank a little too much water before leaving home, and it was making its effects known on my bladder; I suddenly had to pee really badly.

I remembered that this bus made no stops on the route and then resolved to hold it until we reached Karachi, where I would be able to pee at the station. However I was severely mistaken, not more than an hour into the ride my need to pee had risen at an alarming rate. I was constantly rubbing my thighs together and bouncing around on my seat in an effort to hold onto my bubbling piss. I had a hand holding my crotch as well, to aid the effort. This caught the attention on my chachi who told me angrily to stop touching myself inappropriately. I couldn’t help but notice her cheeks had turned a little red when she looked at what I was doing.

I quickly apologised and removed the hand from my crotch. But this made holding my pee all the more difficult I was bouncing up and down constantly in my desperate state.