The Librarian - An illustrated story

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Here we go again peefans!

Got some motivation to write something new and I honestly think that it's going my best work yet (at least that's how it looks like atm).

DISCLAIMER:  It's quite a long story and the reason is because it takes a moment until it get's going. There aren't many illustrations do far since there's not much going on yet.

For now enjoy the slow build up. The fun stuff will come soon!

Also, thank you to @Lutab for giving me the idea for the story!

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Gather 'round everybody and let me tell you the unfortunate story of a woman who many call Violet.

She was, and I can’t emphasize this enough WAS, a librarian up until a few days ago.

But before I dive deeper into the anecdote, allow me to tell you a little something about the woman herself.

She was 39 when she started out at the library, obviously far from being considered old but nontheless, Violet was reaching the point in her life where her body began to get weary. Her once elegant curves became a little chubbier, her youthful energy was quickly fading and Violet, after she left her demanding job as a secretary for some uptight businesmann, felt the need to look for something more “relaxing” as she called it. The library was the ideal place for her, mainly because of the silence and its simplicity. Three people at most would come and visit on a daily basis. The library wasn’t necessarily the most popular one in town. It was small and hidden between old looking buildings that would scare away most of the people. Violet however didn’t mind it and enjoyed the hours she could spend by herself there, wandering through the bookshelves, reading and ocasionally doing a bit of office work. Needles to say, life at the library was easy and Violet was doing a good job - and yet, last week, due to an unfortunate series of events, she was forced to leave.

It was Tuesday evening, half an hour before closing time, when Violet got a visit from her boss. A nice man with whom she’s always had a good relationship with.

“Good evening, Violet”, he said with his deep trademark voice. The woman greeted back and waited for him to tell her the news (After working for years with him, she knew that whenever he had something important to tell he would do it in person).

“There’s something very exciting coming towards us this Friday, Violet.”

The enthusiasm in his voice made her curious. Without making it to suspenseful the boss quickly came to the point: A young author was in search for a cozy location to present his first ever book - and he chose Violet’s library as the perfect spot for this occasion. The first time in the woman’s 6 years of working there, where she heard about someone being genuinely interested in the library. Exciting news indeed.

“That’s wonderful!”, Violet said smiling.

The man nodded and began to explain the details.

Basically, the presentation would start on Friday at 8pm, two hours after the usual closing time. This meant that Violet had to return after dinner to reopen the library and then stay there not only to help with the clean up later but also to close the door when everything would be over.

This was not a problem for the woman since she liked that there was finally something new and different to do. Book presentations have always been a magical experience for her and she was looking forward to it. Violet’s excitement though quickly turned into anxiety after her boss told her that it would also be her job to host the presentation and guide the audience as well as the author through the evening. In other words: Violet had to do public speaking, something she’s been scared of since her school days.

“I’m really not good at it”, she tried politely to change her boss’s mind but he insisted since she had such a “pleasant personality and joyful voice.” Flattered by these words she now felt guilty to refuse this task - so she agreed reluctantly.

“Don’t worry, Violet, it’ll be great. This will definetly help grow the reputation of our library!”

 

Famous last words.

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Next part is already here 🙂

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During the days that followed, Violet took advantage of her lack of things to do at work in order to come up with words to say during the presentation, on how to introduce the author and his book - and on how to deal with all of those eyes staring at her while she would talk. Just the thought of it made her knees all weak. Needless to say, Violet didn’t like the situation she found herself in and got kinda angry at her boss for giving her such a big responsability.

Eventually Friday came along and Violet was freaking out. From the moment she woke up and then throughout the whole day at the library she suffered from panick attacks.

“It’s not a big deal. It’s not a big deal. The library is small there won’t be alot of people. Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm”, she kept whispering to herself over and over.

Right before closing time her boss came in with the biggest smile on his face, ready to set everything up for what was about to come. Together with Violet they began to move shelves, tables, chairs, everything to make up space for the guests. They took a whole lot of chairs out from the basement, 30 of them to be more precise, which they then placed in the middle of the room. Five rows of six chairs plus two tables mergered into one right at the front for the author, the boss and Violet to sit behind.

After all was done, it was time to take a break and Violet went home to have dinner. Her increasing anxiety didn’t let her eat much. Instead she was nervously shaking around while her whole family tried their best to calm Violet down.

“You should maybe have some tea, darling”, suggested her husband.

“Tea! Of course!”, she then proclaimed happily. That would’ve calmed her down for sure! The woman proceded to brew herself a cup of chamomille tea, but since she accidentaly made more than necessary she ended up drinking two big cups of it. Warm and sweet, just as Violet liked it.

After she took her last sip it was time to go. With new energy and a warm tummy, Violet left the house and made her way back to the library. The building wasn’t far away therefore she walked all the way there - but the closer the woman got the more nervous she became.

“Calming tea my ass!”, she ranted while opening the big glass door of the library.

Violet managed to keep her fears under control until the first guests arrived. But as soon as they entered her anxiety increased significantly. She tried to distract herself with some small talk with the people and her boss. Eventually the author also arrived. A young man, maybe not older than 23, curly hair and a gentle look in his eyes. Violet had seen him before, he had visited the library one day, probably to check if it was a good location for his damned book presentation.

To be continued ...

[TinkleBoy420 12]

Yaaasss, the master returns...

[Kupar 13,335]

Already shaping up very well 🙂. Thanks so much. I love your work ❤️

[wetwulf 3,324]

Anyone who has read my stories knows how I feel about librarians. 😍

I know this is going to be so good.

[Lutab 1,052]

Can’t wait to see where this goes 🙂 glad I inspired you.

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On 10/7/2021 at 3:29 PM, wetwulf said:

Anyone who has read my stories knows how I feel about librarians. 

I know a quite naughty librarian - and also a couple who didn't fit the stereotype / fantasy at all (because they were drop-dead sexy all the time and they knew it 😉) 

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As the clock struck 8pm it was time to start the evening. Everyone slowly began to find his or her seat while Violet was already nervously shaking back and forth on hers. One could now think it was because of her anxiety, and to some extent it was true but now, what Violet didn’t consider, was that normally, when you chug two big cups of chamomille tea an hour before an event, you will quickly end up needing to pee. What annoyed her the most though was that she did feel a slight stinging sensation in her crotch shortly after she got into the library but due to all the excitement and the distractions from everyone she barely payed attention to it and didn’t bother to look for the bathroom. Now that she had a moment for herself however she began to pay more attention to what was brewing inside of her.

“Great”, she thought irritated “now this aswell!”

The worst part was that there was merely anyone in the “audience”. They were pretty much all friends or family members and by the looks of it, the young author didn’t seem to have many of them. Of the 30 chairs they put up in the afternoon, barely 10 of them were now occupied. There was no reason anymore for her to be nervous. Violet would’ve spared herself the two cups of tea had she known about the lack of visitors beforehand. Frustrating. Her anxiety now settled because of this but due to her increasing need to pee she still couldn’t be able to relax.

“I just can’t have it easy tonight, can’t I?”, the librarian thought as she threw one leg over the other trying to look classy while holding her liquids back. Before Violet left the house she made herself pretty by putting on a bit of make up, dark blue pants, a nice red shirt and some fancy shoes. A neclace adorned her chest and her reddish hair was nicely styled. If she couldn’t make a good impression with the way she talked at least she could’ve done it with her sweet style.

Her good looks gave her confidence and when the young author invited the woman to start off the evening she stood up with no signs of trouble.

“Good evening everybody and thank you for coming”, she began quietly. Violet continued talking as her nervousness began to make itself notice after all. A slight stutter here, a slip of the tongue there, the woman wasn’t doing a particularly good job but still, it was better than she had anticipated.

At the end of her introduction speech the author took over and she sat back down. As the kid began to talk, Violet calmed herself down and crossed her legs back together again since her unplanned, urgent need was reaching an alarming level. She once again didn’t pay much attention to the pressure during her opening words because there were other things to take care about- now however, all she could focus on was that and the unbearable excitement was worsening the situation.

Her feet were swinging around, her hips were shaking from left to right and her thighs were tightly pressed against eachother.

“Stay calm, noone can notice something”, Violet whispered to herself.

The young author kept talking and talking, about himself, the book, the idea for it, some random philosopher he took inspiration from.

“Pretentious little man”, Violet thought. She was becoming grumpier as the evening progressed but her goal was to not let the people see what was going on and hold it until the end. The presentation sadly had just started.

Her growing bladder was pushing against the buttons of her pants. Violet skillfully managed to undo the first one without the people noticing. It helped a little bit, but ten minutes after the urge came back again. In silence the woman began to inhale deeply and exhale silently to relax herself. It wasn’t working wonders but it helped the librarian keep her coolness.

To be continued ...

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“I gotta go so bad”, Violet’s mind whispered. She had to find a solution in case the evening would last longer than planned. The most reasonable thing for her to do would have been to simply excuse herself for a moment and then pop into the bathroom nearby to let her demons out. Violet though was to embarassed to do that, not just due to the fact that such a situation is already embarassing as it is but mainly because the walls around the toilet were very thin. Everytime a guest used the restroom, Violet was able to hear even the most silent drop of pee splashing into the toilet. Had she gone now, with all that pressure, everyone would’ve been able to hear her thunderous stream smashing against the porcellain bowl. Not to mention Violet’s sighs of relief, surely she wouldn’t have been able to control herself once she let go.

What an unpleasant situation to be in right now.

Violet stopped looking for solutions at some point. She always ended up imagining herself happily peeing somewhere which didn’t make the holding easy.

“And now”, said the author happy “we would like to read to you a few pages from the first chapter!”

Aw shit! The woman completely forgot about that part. She and her boss promised that they would read some sentences for the audience. As bad as this whole situation sounded it also gave Violet hope again, because she knew that this part was intended as a way to finish off the presentation.

“We’re almost through, Violet. Stay calm and be strong!”

The author sat down as Violet reached for her book on the table. She stretched a bit to far and without any warning the first few drops made themselves notice in her purple panties.

Panicky on the inside but calm on the surface she managed to press all of her bladder muscles together before the unspeakable could happen. The woman was in so much pain that she could barely grasp what was going on anymore. All she could percieve was the author turning the first few pages and then starting his lecture with: “Chapter one: Spring”.

He began to read and Violet tried to follow while ignoring the internal panick attacks she was having caused by the fear of wetting herself at any moment. The urge was so intense by now that just crossing her legs didn’t help anymore. She needed to create more counterpressure. With the open book nonchalantly placed over her crotch she secretly moved one hand between her thighs and while the young man was reading passionately she was squeezing her fingers tight against her vagina.

Violet was still giving it all to reduce her nervous trembles on a minimum. The risk was there for somebody in the room to get suspicious. The woman threw an occasional eye onto the people to check if someone was glancing at her. Luckily there were no secret looks directed towards the desperate librarian … then, another little mishap happened.

In a moment of distraction, Violet lost control of her bladder for a brief second and a good gush of pee poured out of her. She felt it flowing through her fingers and onto the wooden chair but managed to stop it immediately after. It was painful, but she was able to do it without making any noise or displaying big signs of discomfort on her face. There was a silent splashing sound when the leak happened. Did anybody hear it?

Again she looked around discreetely as she observed an elderly woman watching her. Did she see something?

Violet couldn’t tell and therefore moved her focus away from the lady.

 

To be continued ...

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And the chaos continues!

No illustrations in this part because I couldn' figure out something that wouldn't have looked the same as the previous drawings.

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She felt her pants soaking up the puddle underneath her butt. The woman hoped for it to be small enough for nobody to notice. Furthermore, she had to concentrate on the lecture even though all she could think in that moment was: “I have to pee so fucking bad!”

The moment arrived where the voice of the author stopped and as the librarian looked over to him, he asked her politely if she could continue. Violet nodded and began to read her part. She was aware that now every little distraction could easily end in a disaster. The woman was now pressing everthing even tighter together.

All was going smoothly. Reading out loud was a helpful distraction. Her voice was calm and her body was under control. Only her dangling foot was shaking in every direction, however, nobody seem to be bothered by that. At some point she had to turn the page. One hand was already busy holding the book while the other was still buried between her thighs. She pulled it out and flipped the paper … with wet fingers.

After more than ten minutes she finally stopped. Her part was done, successfully.

A sincere smile appeared on Violet’s face. She was proud of her, but as the happines increased her body betrayed her once again. A new spurt, fortunately not as heavy as the first one, slipped out while they were all still looking at her.

The librarian’s instincts told her to look down an check if everything was ok, but that would’ve definetly looked suspicious to the audience. She held her head high and pretending nothing had happened. Her cheeks however turned red, she was sure that someone mut’ve noticed something. Her red face was quite obvious. Luckily fortune struck again anf all of the people’s eyes were steered back to the author who said those words that Violet was so desperate to hear. He leaned over to Violet’s boss and asked: “Do you mind if we stop the reading here and put an end to the evening?”

“Of course not!”, replied the boss “we don’t want to spoil everyone the whole book!”

The audience had a polite chuckle as the man looked over to Violet and with a nod of his head told her to put this event to an end.

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She of course already knew what to say and was happy to have finally reached this point of the evening. The hard part now wasn’t the talking anymore but to stand up without letting the people see the wet patch on her crotch or the fact that she was in agony. The librarian took a deep breath and carefully got up from her chair. Her awkward smile didn’t reveal how heavy the bladder felt in her groin. With crossed legs, slightly bended over and the book strategically placed in front of her crotch she was able to still appear charming while saying her final words. Violet spoke fast, on one hand because she was of course in a hurry and on the other hand she also felt how urine was constantly dripping out of her vagina throughout the whole speech. Drops were running down her legs and the woman got more and more worried that she would end up wetting herself infront of everybody, her boss obviously included. The guests were calm, noone seemed to notice anything.

“Thank you, and good night!”

The final words were spoken and Violet was ready to leave as the audience then unexpectedly started clapping. She couldn’t go away now, that would’ve been rude. So she stood there, together with the other two and smiled nervously while the book was still covering the critical part, out of which the drops of pee kept coming out. To make matters significantly worse, Violet witnessed how one member of the audience left the group prematurely and was heading towards the toilet.

“Don’t you fuckin’ dare!”, she thought while looking after the woman.

The applause slowly faded away. The chance arrived for Violet to finally step away from all the fuzz. Somebody must’ve noticed her nervous little run towards the restroom but she didn’t care anymore. Violet reached the toilet door with a leaking pussy and as expected, it was locked.

All she could hear was the stream of the woman inside who seemed to be quite full aswell. The audible splashes made Violet weak causing her to once again lose control of her bladder. By far her biggest squirt of the night shot out of her, partially wetting her dark blue pants. The urine flowed through the fabric and dripped onto the floor. Scared she groaned and pressed both hands between her legs to stop the stream. Fortunately the bathroom door was hidden behind a corner of the library so nobody caught a glimpse of her distorted body.

“Could you please hurry up?”, she asked the woman on the verge of tears.

“I’m trying!”, she yelled back “I had to go aswell!”

The poor librarian was giving her best to hold back the flood as she suddenly heard the voice of her boss calling: “Violet?!”

He was looking for her. What was she supposed to do now? Walk over to him or wait for the woman, who didn’t seem to stop anytime soon, to get out?

“Violet!”, she heard once again.

"Damn it!”, Violet mumbled angrily.

With her last strenght she dragged herself back to everybody else.

“Here she is!”, her boss said with the biggest smile on his face while being surrounded by the author and other people who were probably his parents. Violet forced hersef to smile back as she reached them.

"Thank you so much for having guided us throughout the evening. I really enjoyed listening to you reading … so much emotion!”, said the author’s mother.

“Thank you!”, replied Violet with a dying voice.

 

To be continued ...

 

Edited November 13, 2021 by Gotah

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The poor librarian was fidgeting around, slightly jumping from one foot to the other. She was so close to wetting herself that she now struggled to hold her composure.

“Violet is the soul of this library …” the boss began to tell proudly.

The mother however didn’t listen since she seemed to be the only one to notice Violet’s discomfort. She put a hand on her shoulder and worried she asked: “Are you alright, dear?”

At this point it didn’t make any sense for Violet to keep her situation secret anymore, it had become way to obvious and so, with the last bit of breath she had within herself Violet answered: “I’m so sorry. I’m in desperate need for the restroom!"

“Oh no, poor you!”, whispered the mother who was now clearly worried for her. The librarian looked up to the lady with watery eyes and without properly noticing her bladder suddenly gave up. Her pants quickly became darker and darker. The sound of the first splashes hitting the ground pierced through the voices of pretty much everyone who were next to her.

Violet began to panic as she realized she was peeing her pants on the library floor in plain sight of her guests.

“Oh no! Oh no, OH NO! … I’m so sorry I can’t …”

Guided by panic and desperation she ran away from all of them and stormed towards the entrance, unbottoning her her pants while doing so. Her pee stream was gaining strenght, there was no chance for Violet to stop it anymore. She was leaving a trail of drops and puddles behind as she stormed out of the library.

Outside she pulled her wet pants down causing the people inside the library to get a plain view of her bare, voloptuous ass.

Forcefully pissing her guts out she squatted onto the sidewalk to finally let her golden liquids run wild.

The tortourous pain quickly turned into intense relief.

The powerful splashes onto bricked floor along with the hissing sounds of Violet’s steaming piss echoed into the night and down the empty street.

Inside, much of the people were baffled by what they were seeing right in front of their eyes. Violet’s moans were audible even behind closed doors.

The woman on the other side of the glass entrance ignored her surroundings for a moment and was just happy to not have created this massive mess inside the library.

She peed and peed as a cold breeze blew her strong pee stream around while simultaneously stroking the bare skin of her butt and vagina.

Violet was supposed to feel guilty and embarassed about all of this, and she was - but what she didn’t want to admit to herself was how thrilling peeing in such circumstances felt. The forbiddenness of it made it so exciting and the people behind staring at her naked skin in 

disbelief was quite an adventure.

Still, as the last bit of urine splashed into the puddle, Violet was feeling so humiliated by this whole situation that she didn’t have the courage anymore to go back inside and apologize to everybody.

Instead she quickly got dressed. With tears of shame she looked inside and to the shocked faces of everyone invoved she sobbed: “I’m sorry!” - then she ran away, unsure if they even heard her through the door.

 

Later that night she got a call from her boss who was going through all sorts of emotions. From disappointment, to anger and then over to disgust and eventually embarassment. The woman tried her best to defend herself and apologize for what had happened. But it was all for nothing. Violet got fired that same night.

The embarassing reason for her dismissal is something Violet will probably keep secret from everyone including her family until the end of her days.

However there is a little silver lining to this tragic story: Violet might have lost the job, but on the upside of things she gained a new little, exitingly dirty interest that will probably bring her some joyful hours in these difficult times she’s going to face.

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And that's it! Thank you all for sticking around 'till the end. Sorry for the lack of quality in the last drawings. I've been quite busy this week and will be until December so I wanted to end this before I won't get any time at all anymore. I hope you don't mind 🙂

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15 hours ago, Gotah said:

she gained a new little, exitingly dirty interest that will probably bring her some joyful hours in these difficult times she’s going to face.

Looks like a happy ending to me! Great story. Excited for your next story. I know it will be worth the wait!

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Don't apologise for the drawings! They are amazing - and if anything the somewhat more hurried, less perfectly finished versions in the last chapter suit the rush of the climax to the story perfectly! Thank you for this story - it's been fantastic to read and look at.

[gldenwetgoose 21,486]

I do hope we'll get further updates on Violet's exploration of her new silver lined (or should that be golden?) outcome.

Would love to see and hear more of her exploits.

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4 hours ago, gldenwetgoose said:

I do hope we'll get further updates on Violet's exploration of her new silver lined (or should that be golden?) outcome.

Would love to see and hear more of her exploits.

I wasn't actually planning on continuing Violet's story but I could try to think about something

[Lutab 1,052]

Great story. Glad I was able to inspire it. (Though a different outcome than my idea)