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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

My gym trainer said one of the best ways to flush fat was to drink a gallon of water every day. It sounded like a lot, but I was excited to give it a go. I had no idea I’d be getting wet! He called me before my appointment and said he had a change of plans and needed to conduct our workout out of his house today instead of at the gym like normal. It sounded weird, but I trusted him, so I agreed.

I drank a whole bottle of water on the way to his house. He was wanting to impress him with my commitment to our program. When I arrived, he thanked me for meeting him there and led me to the gym in his garage. It was so cool! He had mats on the floor and lots of equipment here!

Forced To Wet Myself

“Have you been drinking your water?” He teased me while offering me a full bottle. Feeling cocky, I chugged the whole thing! Phew! 32 oz down before my morning workout. I was on a roll. We started a gentle warm up, and I started to get the tingles. You know the ones that say it’s time to use the restroom.

“Hey, can I use your bathroom?” I asked him as we put the dumbbells back on the rack.

“Sorry, it isn’t working. That’s why I’m meeting clients here today; the repair man is coming at some point.” My eyes got wide, and I rubbed my thighs together.

“What am I supposed to do?” I asked him. He smiled at my little dance and shrugged.

“Hold it.” He rolled a medicine ball over to me and nodded. “Sit. We’re gonna do crunches.” I shook my head. I had to potty real bad! I couldn’t do crunches. He didn’t take no for an answer. I sat with my feet spread and my knees open. I could tell he was watching the crotch of my light blue leggings. Just waiting for me to be unable to hold it and wet myself.

“Please, I have to use the restroom,” I begged. My thighs were shaking for the effort to hold it.

“I don’t have one.” He gripped my knees and watched as a small dark spot appeared at my crotch. I cried out, but he held me in place! Just watching as I soaked myself and his medicine ball. “Good girl, Krysta.” He reached forward and rubbed the wetness into my pussy. I was so humiliated and…and turned on!


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