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MEGAN- OMG to you Lexi! Isn't it wild to freak out people just by peeing and peeing? I've been wondering for a long time how many or few of us were out there. All I know is that in my family and at school nobody but nobody can pee as long and as much as I can- no one even comes close. But I can tell you a real true story that happened when I went with my dad to the airport to pick up my grandparents. Somebody on the board named Bobo or Bubba asked "have you encountered people..." Yes, there was this unbelievable lady who works at an airport lounge.

My grandparents were flying in from Dallas, Texas, and their plane was delayed by some real bad storms in Texas. Dad and me were just sitting like forever outside the baggage area when he remembered that he carried a pass for the First Class lounge upstairs. We went up there where we waited some more, and I went down to the main concourse Starbucks and bought a giant sized Caffe Latte. I had not peed all day and the time was about 7pm when they finally posted an arrival time of 8:30 pm for my grandparent's flight. I knew I had to go real bad but I thought I'd wait until we got home like always because if I were to pee at one of the airport restrooms, whoah would some women have something to talk about lol. But a half hour later, seeing how few people were in the First Class lounge area, I got up and walked over to the hostess desk to ask directions to the ladies restroom.

The moment I asked, the younger woman (about 25) on the right checked her watch and spouted up wasn't that a great idea, asking the older woman working the desk that she hadn't taken a break all afternoon and asking for her to cover for her while she went to the restroom. With that she looked at me and said, "just follow me." We walked down a long hall to the restroom and all the way she was chatting about the flight delays that afternoon and that her bladder could use a good draining about then. I think I said "yeah me too" all the while feeling a little embarrassed that somebody was going to be in there while I was peeing for god knows how long.

We got there and like there's three stalls right? I go into the corner one and Miss Congeniality goes right into the one next to me. I pull my stuff down, sit down and as badly as I have to go, zero. All of a sudden, a trickle then a stream then Niagara Falls starts up to my right. About a half minute later I manage to overcome my shyness and start my own stream. But what came next was what made this thing so wild. Through the stall divider and the sounds of this flood came a chirpy voice asking what time my grandparents flight was due in. It may be normal for her but restroom conversations with a peeing stranger when I myself have to really pee- that's a little wierd. But I replied "about 8:30pm" and kept on peeing. So did she.

All right. So a minute, then two, then three pass and the wierd starts getting a little surreal. I'm still peeing and so is she and I'm getting a little tensed up thinking about what she's thinking. Then this chirpy voice through the divider comes back with "oh where do you go to school?" I managed to force some conversation out but that only encouraged her to talk some more. So there we were like I don't know how long into a pee, talking and talking, and peeing and peeing. I'm thinking at that point all of my friends and family would be pounding on the bathroom door praying for me to finish and this woman is talking, and peeing, without end like it's nothing at all. So we're going some more until there's a lull in the conversation and I get to one of my cut-offs, where the pee stops but if I relax the stream starts up again. My bladder is like that. Anyway, she took the cue to toss out "only a false alarm over there." Huh? "False alarm. When you think your through but you're nowhere near finished." Lady! The whole thing was embarrassing enough without the observations.

Like I said it was getting mighty wierd in there peeing with her. We had been peeing for what seemed forever, and I was beginning to taper off a little and for me the conversation getting a little strange when it turned to the one thing I secretly hoped would and wouldn't be said- the conversational topic on everyone's mind but trying to ignore. "Is anyone with you to pick up your grandparents?" Uh yes why? "Oh nothing, just asking." Tee-hee "Perhaps you should warn them that you'll be a little late." Uh why? "You're like me. When I have to go for a piddle they have to send out a search party I take so long."

Lady please! I squeezed out the last drops and hurridly left the stall and the restroom. She was unbelievably still peeing away with no end in sight. The only thing I regret is that I didn't stck around to find out just how much longer she went, but it must have taken a while longer, because I watched the hostess desk and she didn't come back and didn't come back. When dad and I left for the gate area it was close to 9 pm, and as we passed the hostess desk she an I exchanged looks. That was one woman with one humongous bladder!!!







ALEX- omg Megan we could be sisters. I have a mega-huge bladder which is weird because my parents and younger brother don't, in fact theres are pretty small. it can be embarrasing when I'm really full and have to pee because it takes sooooooooo long to pee it all out and my brother will sometimes knock on my bathroom door and yell at me to stop because he'll go insane if he hears me pee any longer. But when I go on car trips with the fam I am never the one to need a stop. In fact I make fun of my parents when they need to stop and ask them "why can't you hold it like me"? and they answer with something like "not all of us were born with 10-gallon bladders like you Lex." Lol.

i've been at the same school for a while now but I try not to pee there if possible, which usually isn't a problem because I can hold so much. One day though for some reason I had to go really bad, I think I must have not peed that morning or something. Anyway I told my friends at lunch that I had to go pee and they were shocked because I was the one that never needed to pee but they didn't know why, not yet anyways lol. So a couple of my friends needed to go too and we all went into the restroom which thank god wasnt too crowded. well I managed to get into the middle stall between my two friends and started to pee before them, really loud as I usually do. Well it seemed I had hardly started when my friend Jenny on my right was finished and Trish on the other side stopped real soon after. God I still had to pee so bad it wasn't funny so I just kept going and going. My friends had cleaned up and were waiting for me outside of my stall, but I swear I just wasn't sure when I would finally run dry. Finally Jenny said "good lord Lexi are you hollow or something?" which cracked me up some and slowed my pee stream down. But it picked back up again and I just kept peeing and peeing until I was finally done. I didn't time it but like you said Megan it had to be a few minutes, maybe more than just a few lol. At least my friends thought so. The look on their faces was priceless as I left the toilet and I noticed some other girls gave me a funny glance as well. But really what could I say. I just have a big bladder and they I guess learned how big.







MEGAN- I loved your story about you and your two friends peeing into the urinal device while camping and would dearly love to hear more about your friend with the mega-bladder. Weird as it may sound the size of my bladder helped me achieve some notoriety as well as some new girlfriends when I transferred to a new school in the middle of last year. At first I was having a hard time getting used to the new surroundings. One girl who was supposed to be popular and the center of attention really ticked me off by accusing me of not being a real blond (I am) and telling me not to try to hit on certain guys. Finally I thought enough was enough.

One afternoon I saw her go into one of the girl's restrooms with a few of her firnds in tow. I hadn't gone to the bathroom all day and just knew from experience that I could probably take a pretty long and loud pee--I can out-pee anyone in my family ten times over without really trying and my mom and older sisters are always amazed how much I can pee. So it's no stretch to say I knew I could put on a good peeing demo. Anyway I went in just after they went in, and went into a stall a couple down from her. She started a few seconds before me but I quickly started up, making sure I went straight into the middle of the water. And I went...and went...and went...Her girlfriends started coming out of their stalls and going over to the sink area as I continued to pee and pee. Then I heard her finish and loiter around a little before ripping off a tissue. Then she came out and went over to join her friends at the sink and mirror. By this time I had been going (no fooling) for at least like 3-4 minutes, but I knew I had more to go. So I kept going until my stream tapered off to a real long series of splishes and splashes. I started hearing some whispering going on but I had no idea how much an impression I had made. When I came out it was like "Gawd, we were all wondering how long you were going to go." And I was like "ho-hum, it was no big deal I've gone a lot longer and more." Much to my glee, my arch rival queen bitch was thoroughly humbled and defeated in this womanly battle of the bladders. Long story short, by the end of the year I had a tight cadre of bathroom buddies and fans.

I nearly forgot Brenda- I went over to a pajama party over Easter where they had one of those red "she-inal" things that one of my girlfriend's older sister got from a catalogue. Ours was red with large female funnel attachment at the end. The box that it came in said it held 1000ml which I'm pretty sure means 1 liter. Later on that night when we all had to go we took turns going in it to test our aim and bladders. After watching a couple of the other go into it and fill it from half to three-quarters full, I was sure that I could fill it no problem. I chugged water like mad until one of my girlfriends piped up and told me it was my turn- everybody wanted to see visually what my endless pisses at school translated into. After a lot of begging I relented and we all retired to the bathroom where I sat on the edge of the toilet seat and placed the red she-inal porta potty with the white female adapter just under me. It was hard to get going at first with an audience but slowly the drips, then a trickle then a stream came out. The somewhat translucent container began to fill and fill as I peed and peed, an eager audience of my girlfriends staring straight at me. Then I swear, the container filled completely up, including the funnel adapter, and my pee started spilling down the sides on to the tile floor of the bathroom. My girlfriends began squeeling for me to stop peeing, but I continued peeing anyway! Seriously I was nowhere NEAR done yet, and was having so much fun showing-off the size of my bladder I was not going to stop. I continued to pee amongst the hoot and hollers of amazement all the while pee was flowing all over the floor. By the time I stopped going all of them thought I was Supergirl or something.

I can't tell you how much I peed, but it looked like more ended up on the bathroom floor than in the container. Brenda, how long and how much can your girlfriend pee? It would be fun to have a contest with her, even a hypothetical one.



LINA- I remember this one time while I was at work, as I was coming back from the restroom(I wasn't using though), this one woman(she looked about 20 and had short brown hair in a short selved shirt and shorts) was at the register her hands tightly holding her butt, she couldn't stand still at all, well I went back up to the register and ask her "Can I help you?" then she said that she needed a toilet very badly, so took her where the only toilet was. and she ran in, and I stayed there listeing for a few mins as I heard her pull shorts and panties down and throw herself down on the toilet. then a huge fart, but I had to go back to the front, and about an hour I saw her come back up the front(wich I thought had left already)and get a soda and came up to the register and I ask if she's feeling better and she was, she payed and left and it was time for me to get off work, so I clocked out as another girl clocking in, well I went to the toilet and the lid was down and damn it stunk in there, I lift up the toilet lid and there was the most amount poop in there I had ever seen in one place, it was all coiled up and past the water level with a few turds on top of that and quite a bit of toilet paper and pee too, well I sat down and peed and wiped and then went home.