Lori Ch 10 1

Lori and Erica got back from school having shit themselves in the car on the return trip. They had to tell Nora the story and cleaned up shortly afterwards. Nora thought it was quite daring to stage a hold during a final exam, as even she hadn't done that.

The girls had no immediate plans for the summer, but had considered going to the beach a couple hours away for a weekend trip, and had considered inviting Nora for a ladies weekend. After a couple days just relaxing, they decided they'd like to take advantage of their summer and a beach weekend was absolutely in the cards. The girls talked with Nora one day over breakfast, and Tom happened to be at the table, not having left for work yet. When he heard the plan, he offered solid encouragement for it, saying it would be a great opportunity for the three of them to connect, and gave Nora a wink, which Lori caught, but couldn't figure out at first. Was there something she'd missed? Her parents seemed much closer than when she'd last seen them. She'd have to keep an eye out, and maybe ask her mom later. She couldn't help but feel like something had changed, and she needed answers.

The girls talked more throughout the morning, and started coming up with a plan for the beach weekend. Nora got a text from Tom later telling her to pick a weekend and he would pay for their hotel room, which Nora thought was awfully sweet, and Lori agreed when Nora mentioned it. There was definitely something different there. Now she really had to ask.

As they sat down to lunch, Lori decided she couldn't keep her thoughts to herself any longer. "Mom," she said cautiously, "can I ask you something?"

"Yes sweetie, what is it?" Nora already knew what Lori was going to ask, as her intuition was strong when it came to Lori.

"Is it just me," Lori asked, "or are you and dad a bit closer than last time we were here?"

"You're not wrong, honey. We are closer."

"Can I ask why?"

"Well," Nora said, "funny story. Short version? He somehow discovered my secret completely on his own!"

"Seriously," Lori said, "and what did he say??"

"Honestly," Nora said, "I'd been holding five days, and suddenly he wasn't leaving for work. I was going to have an accident once he left, and I suddenly couldn't get any time away from him. I got out of the shower, barely holding my bladder and bowels, and he cornered me in the bathroom. I thought our marriage was over. But he came to terms with it on his own, he said, and said he'd love me no matter what. He then asked me to walk him through my entire holding history, and I wasn't allowed to use the bathroom until I told him all of it."

"Holy shit," Lori said, "that's incredible! And did you make it??"

"Hell no," Nora said with a hearty laugh, "I totally flooded and shit my panties right in front of him. Then... well... I won't say the rest." She winked and Lori rolled her eyes.

Erica looked at Lori, and they both shrugged, and Erica said, "I'm glad it made you closer! You two are a great example for us!"

"Agreed," Lori said, "you two seem happy, and it makes me happy. But the thought of you two having sex is still gross."

The girls and Nora continued the planning for their beach weekend, and Lori asked if they should plan to hold it in time for the drive out to the hotel. The other two agreed, thinking that would make it a lot more fun. They could get desperate leading to the drive, then barely make it to the hotel room before they had to use a bathroom immediately.

As the trip approached, the three picked out some good swimsuits, summer clothing, and started packing early so they'd have less to do the night before. They also started holding their bowels a few days out, with Nora starting a little before the girls as she was still able to hold it a bit longer. The timing should be perfect, they all thought, for the drive to be quite a desperate one. They might not be on the edge of an accident when they got to the hotel, but they'd all be close enough to make it extremely fun and arousing as they struggled not to shit themselves before making it to a working toilet.

Finally, the day of their trip arrived, and all three woke up to serious urges from their bowels. All three were prairie dogging, and it was going to be a challenge to keep their bowels in control long enough to reach their working hotel room toilet. And even then, who would go first, second and third? That would need to be decided later, and all three knew it without asking the others.

They carefully loaded up Nora's car, trying not to cause an early release. They left around noon after having lunch at home which didn't help any of them one bit. The drive would be short, but it didn't stop Erica from complaining pretty early on.

"I need to shit so badly," Erica said as she grunted, "it's trying so hard to come out."

"Me too," Nora chimed in, "I'm prairie dogging so badly."

"Me three," Lori said with a chuckle, "I don't know how much longer I can hold it!"

They all knew the answer was they had to at least get into their hotel room. They kept going, not stopping at any bathrooms along the way. It was hard work for all three, especially Lori, who seemed to have a stronger urge than the other two. She complained again about an hour in, "Oh man, I'm almost touching cloth here, I can barely suck it back in!"

"You need to hold it dear," Nora said, "No shitting in my car."

The response was a heavy grunt as Lori fought hard to force her load back into her rectum one more time. She wasn't sure she could last much longer. And though she'd peed before leaving the house, she was starting to feel her bladder filling again to her concern.

With less than half an hour to go, Nora said, "I need to piss and shit so badly now, I can barely focus on driving. I'll keep going, but this is going to be close."

Erica replied with, "Me too, my bladder is quite full now, and my poop keeps poking out. I'm not sure how much longer I can wait!"

Lori just grunted and panted, her needs almost completely overpowering her, preventing her from saying anything at all. She wasn't sure how she was still holding on, she just knew she had to make it to the room and get on the toilet as soon as possible.

They finally arrived at the hotel, all three bursting to piss and shit, with Lori worst off. They had to check in, get to the room, and they'd worry about bags later once they all used the bathroom so they didn't have accidents in the parking lot.

When they all waddled to the front desk, the young female employee gave them all strange looks. She probably knew what the problem was, but didn't say much, just asked for a name. As she looked up Nora's information, the three women were dancing in place, all three fighting outrageously full bladders, and bowel movements dangerously close to coming out in their pants. The employee told them the room was paid for, and started making a couple keycards. She gave them some basic information, then she immediately made all three hearts stop with her next statement. "So, I hate to tell you this," she told the three, "but our plumbing is down for the moment, and they're working on getting it back up. No indication yet of when it'll be turned back on, but we'll call each room when it is."

All three women looked like they'd just seen a ghost, then Lori spoke up, saying, "That's not good news."

No one else responded as Nora took the keys, and they walked to the elevator. Then Lori said, "We may want to bring our bags... you know... just in case."

"You're right," Erica said, "let's go." All three walked to the car then and grabbed their bags, putting more strain on bladders and bowels, and they carefully waddled back toward the elevator.

They reached the third floor, and the women exited the elevator quickly looking for room numbers, finding them a moment later. They waddled to their room, all three grunting as they struggled to contain their needs. On arrival at the room, Nora swiped the key and it flashed red at first. She groaned and tried it again, and it turned green and the lock clunked open. She quickly entered the room with Lori and Erica right behind her. They all looked at each other with looks of desperation mixed with confusion, irritation, and no one said much for a minute.

Lori suddenly blurted out, "Mom, now what??? I gotta GO!!"

Nora, grunting against the intensity of her own needs, paused for a second of thought saying, "Well, here's my thought. We should all pee, that can't harm anything. We just can't poop, not in a toilet with no running water, it'll stink up the whole room. Maybe we just wait a little longer and hope we get a phone call?"

Erica said, "I don't know what choice we have, other than going out to find a bathroom somewhere else. I don't know that I'd make it running around like that. I need to go way too badly."

"I'm damn near shitting myself already," Lori whined, "there's no way I'd make it far at all. But seriously, let's pee. Can I please go first???"

"Yes," Nora said, "but try to be quick, we both have to go badly."

"I'll try," Lori said, then she quickly waddled into the bathroom without shutting the door. She pulled her pants down, lowered her panties dancing in place trying not to piss or shit on the floor, and eased her ass onto the toilet seat. She then tried to pee without pooping, and nearly started shitting immediately. She panicked and shoved a couple fingers against her log, and released her bladder before she had a chance to think about it, peeing for well over a minute as she grunted trying to keep her log from coming out more. She was able to control it, and finally squeezed her asshole around her giant shit, keeping it in just a little longer.

Nora looked at Erica, then said in the most "mom" way ever, "Erica dear, please go next, I can wait." She was wincing as she said this, obviously struggling badly to control her needs.

Erica said, "Thank you, I'll be lightning fast!" She then rushed in past Lori, sat down as she was lowering her pants and panties, and her bladder exploded in the bowl for nearly a minute and a half as she attempted to clench her asshole shut against her imminent load. At the end it was poking out of her, but she focused all her energy on clenching, and she squeezed the load back in with difficulty.

Nora heard Erica stand up and pull her pants up, and waddled with legs tightly pressed together past her to the toilet, and pulled her pants and panties down, dancing aggressively to contain her needs. She sat down and had the same problem as Lori, and had to push her log in with her fingers to prevent it from coming out. She grunted with the immense pressure in her bowels as her bladder emptied for just over a minute, then squeezed the load back in once more before wiping and pulling her pants up.

With their bladders empty, the three women looked at each other, a little unsure what came next. Would they just stay in the room continuing to hold their bowels, go out to find a bathroom elsewhere? Either option came with a price, and they all knew it, and all were contemplating the next move without saying so.

After a few anxious and squirming moments, Erica asked, "So do we just hang out here waiting for a phone call? And if so, how long before we try plan B? Or is this plan D?"

Nora chuckled at the oddity of the statement, then winced as her bowels reasserted their resolve to be empty. "I... ugh... I think we try for maybe half an hour. If we haven't been called by then, we go looking for another bathroom. Thoughts?"

"I agree," said Lori, "an empty bladder helps, but I'm still seriously desperate, and I don't know how much longer this will wait before I can't control it anymore."

"Okay, yeah," Erica said, "half an hour tops, then we go looking before we all have accidents in the room."

The immediate response to this was a loud grunt as Lori fought her turtlehead back with difficulty yet again. As the minutes started ticking by, all three women found their desperate urges getting worse. There was leg shaking, tapping of toes, standing and sitting, rocking in place, accompanied by lots of grunts, panting and moaning as the urges tried to work their loads into their pants and all three fought hard to contain them.

At about twenty minutes, Nora whimpered as a particularly strong urge overcame her, and she shot her hands to her ass to push her cheeks together to stop her load from coming out. She was approaching the limit of her control, but was still intent on not having an accident yet.

A few minutes later, Lori whimpered as well as her strongest urge yet nearly caused her to unload in her pants immediately and she crossed her legs desperately trying not to shit her pants and barely controlling her load. As the urge finally died down, she turned to her mom and Erica and groaned, "I know we said thirty, but I can't wait that long. I need somewhere to shit, and soon."

Erica softly touched Lori's back and said, "Okay sweetie, let's go."

With that they grabbed the room key and car keys, and their water bottles, purses, and headed out of the room to the elevator. All three were waddling now as their needs were pretty severely urgent. They finally made it slowly to the elevator and pushed the button to take it to the ground floor and waited for the elevator to arrive. About a minute later it arrived and the doors opened with an unusual clunk, but as the one occupant left the elevator looking behind at the weird noise, the trio thought nothing of it. They all scrambled into the elevator and Lori hit the ground floor button. The doors closed again with a noisy clunk, and the elevator started descending.

A second later though, seemingly too soon for the second floor, the elevator slowed and stopped with a thud and all three nearly lost their balance. The lights were still on, but there was no further movement. The first to speak was Erica, who said with mild alarm in her voice, "What the hell was that? What just happened?"

Nora, ever the calming influence said, "Let's all take a deep breath. I'm pretty sure it just stopped between floors. Let's try something." She pressed the ground floor button again, and the elevator gave another terrifying shudder, but didn't seem to move. The women all tried to breathe steadily and compose themselves, but they realized their elevator had just frozen between floors, and was not going anywhere. For a brief moment, all three forgot their desperately full bowels as they fought to not panic at the realization that they were in a stuck elevator with no way out.

The brief respite didn't last long though, as Lori suddenly moaned, "Oh God, mom, I need to shit! This is not good!"

"Me too sweetheart," Nora said trying to comfort her daughter despite her own urge returning with a vengeance, "me too. We just need to let someone know we're in here and they'll get someone to fix and move the elevator. It may take a little while though, I'm sorry." With that she pressed the emergency call button and waited while it rang. The front desk lady answered, realizing before hearing it what was wrong. "We're in the elevator just next to the lobby, and it's stuck between the third and second floors. There are three of us in here. Please hurry and get us out of here!"

Lori looked at her mom, amazed how calm she seemed to be in what amounted to a moment of pure chaos for all of them. A moment later though, Lori groaned as her overdue shit battered her asshole yet again, and she crossed her legs tightly to keep it from coming out. "Oooh... uuugh... I can't keep holding it like this! I need to shit so badly! I can't believe we're stuck in here!"

"I know," Erica said, an edge in her voice, "I can't believe our bad luck! I'm seriously about to explode!"

"Me too," Nora said, "let's just try to stay calm, I'm sure they'll get us out of here soon." The problem was she'd watched too many movies and shows where it took literal hours before anyone in a stuck elevator was freed. She knew if it took much more than an hour, they'd likely all shit themselves.

The three women were mostly silent for the next fifteen minutes, other than the occasional loud grunt or groan as their bowels pushed hard for release. There was plenty of anxious foot tapping, leg crossing, jiggling of knees, swaying, bobbing, and the occasional hand to an ass to hold their loads in, but all three were just trying their best to maintain control as calmly as possible until someone was able to fix the elevator.

At about twenty minutes after the elevator stopped, there was a click, and the emergency call line started to ring, nearly scaring the shit out of all three, and they all clenched as Nora answered. "Hello?"

It was the female employee again. "The repair company is just a few minutes out, they said they've seen this issue before, and should hopefully have it fixed quickly once they can get started, just hang in there. Are you all okay?"

"Mostly," Nora said, "but we're all very desperate for a bathroom, so please tell the repair folks to hurry as best they can."

"Oh no," said the employee, "I'm so sorry, the water still hasn't been turned on either, but I'll check on that now." She hung up before Nora could say anything more.

The trio all looked at each other, the same look of desperation on their faces. This was not a good situation, but they were all hoping it could be resolved within the hour, saving them from the increasing likelihood of walking out of this with pants full of shit. They were almost out of time and they could all feel it.

Nora finally said, "Well, we've got a little hope, maybe we'll be out of here soon. We just need to hope the water is back on by the time we're out." Then she groaned as her far overdue shit tried to force its way out of her exhausted rectum and asshole. She crossed her legs and farted loudly, but after more than a minute of fighting it she contained her load.

"I really hope these things align," Lori said, "because I'm not going to make it if they don't."

"Same here," Erica grunted, "ugh... I'm barely keeping it back, it's exhausting holding it like this with no way to let it out except in my pants. I really don't want to shit myself in here!"

Just under ten minutes later, the emergency call line rang again, but the women sort of expected it. The lead repairman came over the line to reassure them, "Ladies, I've been informed of the situation in advance, I know how scary this is, but I've seen this enough times to say it's nothing to worry about, and I should be able to get you out of there very soon. Please stay as calm as you can, and I'll have you out of there as quickly as I can. Are you all doing okay for now?"

Nora paused for a second, unsure whether to be bold, but her desperation won out. "Well, as I told the front desk lady, yes, mostly, but you have three women in here bursting for a bathroom, so please be as quick as you can within reason."

"Okay," the man said, "I didn't get that part in the service call, but I will do my level best to make record time on this fix. Hang in there for me, I'm getting started."

Lori looked at her mom as she grunted very loudly and doubled over as she crossed her legs. "Mom, I'm absolutely bursting, it hurts so bad! I'm not sure I'm going to make it."

"Do your best sweetheart," Nora said with a heavy grunt of her own as she fought her load, "but if you reach your limit, this is a no-judgement elevator." They all chuckled, then all winced as they fought back their desperate urges.

The next half hour was consumed by loud grunting and groaning by all three women as they fought hard against their loads, holding onto the hope that they'd soon be free to look for a bathroom. They were all dancing in place for the whole half hour, afraid if they stopped moving, they'd lose control and shit immediately. They were all farting regularly too, each fart pushing their loads closer to their imminent exit.