Abby's Babestation Accident

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Abby rolled over in the bed, freeing herself from the arm of the naked man draped over her. Dazed after a heavy night drinking at a student party she scanned the beside locker looking for her phone. The night was mostly a brilliant blur her main recollections were leaving with the man beside her, getting a taxi, before having sex and drifting into a blissful drunken sleep.

9:21 A.M beamed back at her as she located the phone on the ground, the bright light of the home screen increasing her hungover headache. Initially she thought nothing as she stared at the time and the missed calls and messages before the realisation hit her. "FUUUUUUUUUCK" she screamed as silently as possibly as she sprung up from the bed. She was due to be in work at 10 and work was over 40 minutes away in a warehouse on the outskirts of London. As quickly as she could she rumbled around the room her naked tits bouncing gleefully as she tried to locate her clothes which had been ripped off in the passion of last nights escapades. Her bra, jeans and top (now inside out) were under the bed but she couldn't find the thong she had been wearing. "No time, no time" she hissed as she shimmied her jeans up over her bare crotch and slipped on her shoes. Grabbing her purse and phone she sprinted down the stairs and out towards the nearest tube station.

Abby's job was an interesting one. She was a student but had recently had a fuck it moment and signed up as a Babestation model. Yes her job was to look sexy and get her tits out on screen. None of this really bothered her, she was gorgeous looking, with long brown hair, shapely legs, a skinny waist and big bouncy boobs. What did concern her was trying to keep the job a secret. She had told nobody, not her friends, and especially not her parents which is why she took a daytime slot when she felt less people would be watching. She started four weeks ago and was gradually understanding how it all worked, plus the money was great for a student on a budget.

Panicking now she rushed to the tube turnstile bashing her Oyster card on the screen. Luckily there was a tube just filling up and ready to go so she hopped on and took a seat. She was panting and her mind racing at the prospect of being late and losing her job. She quickly text her producer Eric that she was running late due to the tube. "Fuck sake Abby, be ready to go ASAP when you get here" he replied clearly annoyed. She put her head back against the seat composing herself, she would quickly need to get to wardrobe and makeup and get a bra and panties on her. She really needed to use the toilet too, all the pent up drink from last night was putting pressure on her bladder. She really should have gone before she left.

When the tube arrived she quickly jumped off and up the stairs, luckily the warehouse was just across from the station. One of the production team was at the door to meet her, quickly dragging her down the hall to wardrobe. "Pick something quick and meet me outside in 5" he snarled. Moving through the rack she pulled out a matching bra and panties, baby blue in colour. Her bladder was now aching and she had a struggle pulling off her tight jeans without weeing all over the floor. She shuffled around clenching a hand on her throbbing pussy as she pulled up her underwear. Her head was flustered and the knock on the door nearly caused a few drops of urine to escape "Hurry up Abby". She took one last look in the mirror and rushed out.

"Can i please use the toilet im bursting" she begged to the producer. "Absolutely not, you're already 20 mins late" he replied, shocked she would even ask. Abby sighed as she quickly sat at the makeup desk, she had to clench her legs together as the artist asked her to stay still. She could feel a heavy weight across her stomach and was struggling to stay still. "Abby your up lets go" the producer roared 5 minutes later. She was quickly handed her microphone, earpiece and bottle of water as she made way for another naked lady.

Waving to the camera she began reading her lines and introducing herself "Hello boys, my lines are now open, time for some naughty chat" as she settled into the first 15 minutes of her show. At least here she was standing and could move her legs around keeping her bladder at bay. She caressed her tits moving her hands seductively all around her body. As the calls came in she interacted with the paying customers but she couldn't concentrate on anything but the rock solid pressure of the pent up piss trying to escape. To make matters worse she keep sipping from her water bottle to try and quell her headache.

30 mins in she had to change it up to more raunchy poses, for this she had to take off her panties and bra and get up on the table showcasing a range of sexual positions (many she had practiced last night). Her legs quivered as she tried to get her panties off and she had to clench her butt hard as a spurt made its way towards the urethra. The torture continued as she moved into position after position each offering her another way to squat and piss a river of wee all over the place. She pretended to finger herself but was really just holding her burning pee hole closed with her hands. At one stage she suggestively mounted the corner of the table showing off to the camera but she was really just pushing the table against her aching vagina for relief. When her latest call ended she winced and begged Eric to let her go for a break "I know I was late but can i please go to the toilet im gonna fuckin wet myself". He was having none of it "Be here early next time if you need a piss" he replied.

Approaching the hour mark Abby was really beginning to struggle, she was now sitting on her heel massaging her pussy with her heel and talking on the phone. Her movements had slowed except for a gentle swaying which was causing her tits to bounce to the delight of the viewers. She was flushed in the face and often had to place her hands in between her legs to clamp her vagina shut. A caller had obviously noticed her predicament "I know youre dying for a piss, just think of waterfalls and the piss pouring out from between your legs", "Its only a matter of time before you wee all over the floor". This wasn't helping Abby's case, she was shocked that someone had noticed and decided to move off the table. She couldnt stop bouncing around, feeling a rush of pee escaping every time she stood still.

"Im gonna fucking wee all over here if you dont let me off Eric you prick" she squealed, now 1 hour 35 mins in to her show. "Just answer the fuckin phones Abby" he growled back. Abby was reaching the brink, while trying to maintain composure and look sexy. She was told to to put on her panties and lie down with her legs up. Bending down she tried to hook her panties around her feet but had to stop and clench a hand in her crotch. Then the inevitable happened, "ahhhhhh no fuck please" she cried as she hopped around her panties falling back to the group. A quick stream erupted from her. The ground below her showing a small puddle as she bent her knees and cupped her hands under her pussy as if to catch any more pee falling. "I cant Eric I cant" she began screaming, and with that Abby had reached her limit. Without a second glance she hobbled off screen, against order, rivulets of piss blasting from in between her legs. A trail of piss following her.

She rushed over to the one toilet they shared, "LET ME IN, IM PISSING MYSELF HERE", bashing her fists on the door. But it was occupied. Fingering her vagina rapidly and bent at the knees she looked around for something to pee into but there was no time. She ran over to the fire exit and burst through the door. Looking around she spotted a drain just outside. Barely containing herself as she hobbled over. She hadn't even removed her hands before a thick stream of glistening piss was shooting three different streams from her aching urethra. The grey tarmac now a massive puddle of pee. The stream continued at a ferocious pace for 40 seconds as she squeezed her stomach and arse to get every last bit of liquid out. She let out a long orgasmic sigh as her stream died to a trickle, the last drops of wee falling all down the inside of her leg. Eventually she collapsed on all fours, her gaping bum hole and bare vagina exposed to the cold air, trying to compose herself. "What have i just done" she thought silently.

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Hot story. He should tell her that she can keep her job if she does it on camera next time.