Twin Perspectives

[gldenwetgoose 21,487]

[Desperation and wetting from two perspectives]

 

Su:  Right now I wish I was an only child.  Being half of a twin really sucks, especially when she's the favourite.  Course, our parents only see her as sweetness and light, not the manipulative cow she is.

Fiona:  Why does my sister hate me so much?  Oh yes, because I can outsmart and humiliate her every time, and usually come up smelling of roses.  It's such fun.  I think I've excelled myself this time.

 

Su:   Take yesterday as an example.  If darling princess Fiona had a little accident she'd have mom running round doing her laundry and pampering her.   Me...  They blame it on 'behavioural issues' and I get grounded forever.

Fiona:   I think yesterday I definitely excelled myself.  I love it when a plan comes together so perfectly.  In fact even better than I could have planned.

 

Su:   Let me tell you about it.   Make your own mind up if I should be angry.

Fiona:   Let me tell you about it.   I think you'll see the genius in my evil plan.

 

Su:   So yesterday was college - I'm eventually going to be an auto tech and go to college one day a week.  Most boring part of the week.  Yesterday finished early, so I headed to the skate park with a few of the guys.  Hung about there for a while. Drank a few beers, messed about a bit.

Fiona:  Yesterday was a normal day in college - lessons, library at lunch for extra study, more lessons and then gymnastics club.  Walked home with a couple of besties through the park.  Spotted my twin sis hanging out with her loser mates, she didn't see me, or just ignored me if she did.

 

Su:  So after a couple of beers, sort of started to need a piss.  It's alright for the guys - just pull out their dicks and piss on the ground.  Before now I've popped a squat - even peed in front of them a few times.  But got my period at the moment, plus the park was busy and didn't want to get caught.  Decided to hold it until I got home.

Fiona:  As we walked home, we sort of got talking about needing a wee and having to hold.  Made me realise I needed to tinkle, and gave me an idea.   By the time I got home I did really need to wee, but forced myself to hold it.

 

Su:   Why is it when you've drunk a beer, as soon as you realise you need to piss you go from nothing to nearly pissing yourself in a few minutes?  Walking home I felt like I was about to explode.   Was looking for any driveways with big hedges or maybe vacant houses I could go behind but there were too many people about.   Made it home somehow.

Fiona:   Pouring a large glass of soda whilst being desperate for a wee was absolutely torture.  But my plan said I had to hold my wee-wee in a bit longer.   Step one - hold that pipi.  Step two - stick a piece of paper on the downstairs bathroom door 'blocked, do not use'.  Step 3 - watch a plan unfold.

 

Su:   Burst in the front door with a hand literally holding myself like a little kid.  Horror at realising the toilet by the door was blocked somehow. Noooooo.  Was pee dancing in the hall trying not to leak. Managed to hold it - just and started climbing the stairs to the bathroom.

Fiona:   Glad Susy came home when she did.  I don't think I could have waited much longer, I had both hands between my legs pressing hard on my panties as it was.  I heard the front door slam, heard her swearing to herself and then the creak of the first stair.  Quick as a flash I skipped across my bedroom carpet, across the hall, closing the bathroom door behind me and sliding the bolt across.

 

Su:   Can you believe it - there I was about to piss myself and she decided on that exact moment to use the bathroom.  I tried my best to sound calm and asked if I could go first, trying not to let on how frantic I was. Hell, the bathtub would have done. But she wasn't having any of it.  I was squeezing myself for all I was worth... Then I heard her start to pee...

Fiona:   For one moment I almost felt sorry for her - around a microsecond I think.  But I needed a wee too,  and of course I always get what I want.  I wriggled my pristine delicate cotton panties down and sat down on the seat, still clenching and holding.  I could hear how frantic she was and imagined her face.  Then I slowly relaxed my bladder.

 

Su:  Hearing her slowly pissing was the ultimate torture - I just wanted to piss like a racehorse.   How can anyone take so long to piss.  I was in agony.  Pure agony.

Fiona:   One of my little talents, I think it comes from the gymnastic training, is really being able to control my muscles.  Even though I was really full, I allowed only the tiniest trickle of wee to come out, tracking across my bum in a hot little rivulet and then splashing gently but noisily into the water.  It felt amazing too.

 

Su:  I was frantically weighing up my options...   use the blocked toilet downstairs or outside in the yard?  Find a bowl in the kitchen or a bucket in the basement.  Or just go in the basement?   Then it happened...   a leak, then a second leak that just wouldn't stop.

Fiona:  Above the gentle tinkling of my wee I could hear my sister crashing about in the hall.  Sounding like an elephant doing ballet.  This would teach her not to drink beer with her waste of time mates.  Then suddenly it went quiet except her swearing.

 

Su:  Ok, I ran out of options.   Did I have pissing myself on the list?  Because that's exactly what was happening.  I could feel my boyshort briefs getting warm and soggy, and my baggy shorts getting wet.  I had a small trickle of pee tracking down the back of my leg and soaking into my converse.  My fate was sealed, unlike my bladder.

Fiona:   Eventually my muscles tired, and the final few seconds of my stream burst out with normal strength.  It quickly tailed off and I grabbed some toilet paper and wrapped it around my fingers to wipe myself.  Threw it in the toilet and flushed, wriggling my pure white panties up as I did so.  I wanted to watch the scene unfolding outside the bathroom door.

 

Su:   Hearing the toilet flush was the last nail in my coffin.  My bladder gave in and the trickles gave in to a loud, gushing flood.  I yanked down my shorts and stained pants in one go, dropping into a high squat and just let go for all I was worth.   I was totally pissing like the racehorse, and thinking of nothing but the relief.  I wasn't kidding when I said I needed to go.

Fiona:  I could hardly have imagined the scene before me - my twin stood in my bedroom doorway head down and pissing for all she was worth onto my cream coloured carpet.  The flood was incredible - a pool maybe two feet around, and splashes on the door and wall.   She wasn't kidding when she said she needed to go.  But neither was I.

 

Su:   So to follow up.   Parents came home...   Mom spotted the huge wet patch on the princess' carpet and immediately asked if she was ok, if she'd had an accident.  To be fair she didn't drop me in it directly - the soaked shorts and knickers I'd left at the scene did that easily enough.  So now she's getting a new carpet and apparently I'm grounded and getting referred for therapy.

Fiona:  To follow up...   Mom got in from work, by which time of course I'd removed the sign from the downstairs bathroom. Mom was horrified at the sight of the mess on my carpet, first thought being that I'd wet myself.   And of course I could have told her I was concentrating studying and forgot to go to the bathroom.  She'd have believed that.  Instead though she spotted Su's trashy clothes and immediately assumed she did it deliberate.  Both Mom and Dad furious at her.

 

 

Su:  Follow, follow up - So I'm now confined to my room.  Apart from when I need the bathroom ironically, and work.  I still have internet though and that means access to porn.   Something about pissing where I shouldn't and the relief after bursting got me really hot.  I've just been browsing clips of girls pissing all over and given myself a damn good frigging.  Maybe this being grounded won't be so bad...

Fiona:  Follow up to the follow up -  Is it odd to be aroused at the thought of someone being frantically desperate whilst I'm enjoying a lovely wee?  I've just found myself enjoying that thought, browsed online at a few pictures of people desperate and let my little silver bullet vibe get to work. Maybe this is something to explore a bit more...

[Kupar 13,339]

😲 How do you do it?! Amazing creativity and realisation Goose. Thanks! (And - Su for me 💖)

[Sophie 24,410]

Another amazing story Goose, incredibly creative and so well written. I have no idea what the girls look like, what the house looks like, but I still put myself right there in the scene with them!

I do feel so sorry for Su!!

 

[gldenwetgoose 21,487]

Fear not, I have a feeling that Su is going to get her shit together, that things will look up for her one way or another. 

[MidoriLemonade85 2,366]

I always wanted a sister, but now, I’m not so sure! 😆

Fantastic story. You put so much thought and effort into the feelings, conversations, and consequences.

I have a story rolling around my head so hopefully that comes together soon. Wish I has more time to just write.

Stay awesome, Goose!💚