Author's Note
*contains omorashi/pee themes throughout*
Applejack's Desperation
As usual Applejack had let all her homework build up so she had decided to spend the afternoon concentrating on doing nothing, but the work she was falling behind with. She sat down at around midday with some snacks and two drinks. One large glass of apple juice and another of just water. Applejack hated doing homework and she hated it even more when she had so much to do. She never knew why she didn’t just do it early on. She hated it so much that she was procrastinating by drinking, and within the first hour she had finished both drinks. She got up and refilled both glasses before returning to continue with her work.
Applejack was doing maths. She wasn’t too bad at it, but she greatly disliked it. As she was working out one of the answers she felt the early stages of needing to pee. She considering going, but knew she would get distracted by something if she left her room so she decided to carry on and instead, took a sip of her drink; drinking more than she intended.
Applejack soon finished her maths assignment and moved onto science, something she really struggled with. Whilst she was reading through her textbook and back over the work she’d done in class, Applejack noticed her need to use the bathroom was more obvious. She ignored it once more and just crossed her legs. She really wanted to get this work done as quickly as possible and going to the bathroom wasn’t going to make that happen. She worked through the question paper slowly as she had to look up almost every answer, but she hadn’t realised it had taken her over an hour. During this time she had finished her second glass of apple juice and was virtually done with her water.
“That ain’t gonna help your need to pee,” she said to herself as she finished up the last of the water. Applejack went downstairs to get another refill, deciding to only go for one glass this time. On her way back to her room, she looked towards the bathroom, but carried on walking, she had already wasted time and she didn’t want to waste anymore.
Applejack went over to her desk and sat down, sighing. She still had a lot more work to get through and she wasn’t sure how she’d complete it all when she was already so bored of it. She grabbed her laptop and opened up a word document in preparation for her English essay. She stared at the blank, white screen for ten minutes before she started writing. It had been two and a half hours since she had started on the mundane task and about an hour less since she first got the urge to pee. Her need had increased and she now had her legs crossed constantly, bouncing them every now and then. Applejack went to have another drink, but realised there was nothing left. So again, she went to get a refill. She filled up two glasses with water as she didn’t want to have to get up for a while. On the way back to her bedroom, she contemplated going to the bathroom, but didn’t because she didn’t feel like she had to go that badly anyway.
Another hour passed and Applejack continued to write her essay. She was getting increasingly desperate, but she didn’t want to take a break because she was on a role with her homework. Getting up would just cause her to have a longer break than she wanted and she would never get her homework finished by the end of the day. Applejack put her hand on her crotch to help relieve the pressure, but typing with one hand caused her to slow down, so she removed it and crossed her legs tightly instead.
Thirty minutes passed. Applejack had nearly finished another glass of water. She wasn’t sure why she was drinking so much, it wasn’t exactly a hot day. The amount of water she had had to drink was quickly making its way to her bladder if it hadn’t done so already. Applejack couldn’t sit still anymore; her legs were vigorously bouncing. She really needed to pee, but she was determined to finish writing her essay and complete other homework tasks before she went.
Suddenly, a huge wave of desperation hit Applejack and she instantly threw her hands into her crotch to ensure she didn’t lose anything. She pushed into her crotch and crossed her legs around her hands.
“Whoowee, I gotta go,” Applejack said as the wave passed. She let go of her crotch, but left her legs crossed so tightly she thought she was going to get cramp.
Applejack realised that she hadn’t actually used the bathroom since her morning pee at around 7:30 and along with the six glasses of drink she’d had, it was obvious why she needed to go so urgently.
Applejack knew she had a strong bladder and she was used to holding her pee for a while. She would hold it all day during harvesting time and would only go when she absolutely couldn’t wait anymore. She also very rarely went at school. She would hold all day, which usually resulted in her having to make a dash for it when she got home, but she preferred that to using the school toilets. The dirtiness didn’t really bother her, but she hated going when it was filled with other students hanging out in there.
Completely caught up in writing her essay, Applejack hadn’t realised how much more her need to pee had intensified. She was shifting around in her seat and her legs were going crazy. She knew she would have to go soon whether she liked it or not, but for the mean time, she kept writing, keeping one hand firmly on her crotch to avoid any leakage.
Another thirty minutes passed and Applejack could barely concentrate on her essay, but she was so nearly done and she was determined to finish before she went to the bathroom. Although she had previously wanted to finish all her homework before she did anything else, she knew there was no way she would be able to hold it that long. She was already doubting it. Applejack uncrossed her legs and repositioned herself, but the sudden movement caused her to let a small squirt out, making her forcefully clamp her legs together whilst squeezing in attempts to regain control. After a couple of seconds, Applejack felt like she had control again and carried on with her work. She kept her hand in between her legs and continued to squeeze them together.
She kept drinking. Why, she didn’t know, but it felt as if it was going straight into her bladder as soon as she had swallowed.
Applejack couldn’t sit still for a second. She needed to go. She needed to go really badly. But she was stubborn and there was no way she was leaving her desk until she had finished writing.
“Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go,” Applejack whispered to herself as she started bobbing up and down once more, desperately trying to hold on to, the what felt like, an ocean inside her.
Without any warning, Applejack’s muscles gave way and she peed at full force for about three seconds before managing to cut her stream off. She looked down and noticed that her light blue shorts now had a dark blue circle on them. There was surprisingly less than she had expected, but she knew it wasn’t long until the rest followed. Applejack took a couple of minutes to compose herself and make sure she was fully in control, before carrying on with her essay. She only had one paragraph left to write, but she still wasn’t sure if she would be able to make it. The leak had dramatically weakened her muscles and she was pee dancing in her seat even more so than she was beforehand. Her legs were bouncing, she was fidgeting around whilst jumping up and down and her hand was pushing hard into her crotch.
Suddenly, Applejack stood up. She couldn’t sit down any longer. The pressure was too much. She pee danced briefly before bending over, putting her hand back into her crotch and crossing her legs as tightly as she could. She was nearly done with her essay and her bladder felt as if it was getting heavier the closer it got to relief. The pressure on Applejack’s bladder muscles was so intense that it hurt and she winced in pain.
She let out another jet of stream and this time she could feel it going down the inside of her leg. Applejack knew she was about to pee involuntarily, but she only had two more sentences to write. There was no way she going now, not when she was this close to finishing. She squeezed her legs tighter than she ever had done before. She really didn’t want to have an accident, at least not on the carpet in her bedroom, it would be so hard to clean.
Applejack’s breathing grew heavier as a small squirt managed to find its way out and into her underwear. As she hit the full stop key to end her essay, she felt her bladder spasm and she knew she was seconds away for peeing. Her bladder knew it was about to get relief and it was preparing itself to release its contents.
Applejack quickly clicked ‘save’ and walked as fast as she could to the bathroom. She couldn’t run at this point, there was no way her bladder would have been able to take it.
As she opened the bathroom door and saw the toilet, her bladder contracted once more, her muscles gave way and her pee shot out of her. She tried to stop it, but it was no use, this was it. Applejack went over to the toilet and tried to get her shorts down. She looked down and noticed that they were already soaked through so she just sat on the toilet to avoid having to clean the bathroom floor more than she already had to. As soon as she sat down, her pee started coming out even faster and stronger. Applejack sighed in relief as she felt her bladder empty. She could feel her pee soaking her inner thighs as her shorts soaked up as much as they could.
She peed for almost a minute before finally coming to an end. She stayed sitting on the toilet for a couple minutes whilst she caught her breath and let out another involuntary pee. She stood up and took off her shorts, laughing at the state of them. She cleaned up the mess she had made on the floor before she ran back to her room to get changed. Applejack wrapped her wet shorts and underwear in a towel she had used when she went swimming with Rainbow Dash a few days before, hoping that whoever did the laundry would think that’s how they got wet. She couldn’t tell anyone the real reason. That was too embarrassing for her.
She put on some clean underwear and a skirt before returning to her desk to finish the rest of her work.
“When ya gotta go, just go,” she said to herself, laughing, as she moved onto the next subject.
