Nature calls...

Leylah suppressed a grin as she noticed Emma twitching and fidgeting across from her. If she wasn't mistaken, little Miss Raducanu was bursting for the toilet. As the Prank'd team had predicted, Emma had consumed every drink placed in front of her to distract from her nudity, and now her bladder had reached breaking point.

The glass in front of her remained as full as her bladder, with the Brit stubbornly refusing to take even the smallest sip and risk flooding the seat.

While she tried her best to engage Leylah in conversation, she was visibly perspiring, and periodically glancing towards the bathroom. The Canadian was more than happy to let Emma wet herself, and did nothing to encourage her to visit the little girls room.

"Excuse me!" Emma blurted out, finally giving in to her urges. Hopping out of the booth, she waddled as fast as one could with their legs crossed and their hands cupping their breasts.

Pushing her way into the bathroom, Emma bolted herself into a cubicle sank onto the toilet, and opened the flood gates.

A loud moan issued from the cubicle as Emma violently relieved herself, her bare toes curling as she threw her head back with pleasure. It felt so good to finally let it all out! Emma may not have found the experience so enjoyable if she knew that cameras were watching her.

As she was finishing up, the bathroom door banged open, and two pairs of footsteps entered.

Emma silently closed the toilet seat, sat back down and pulled her legs up to her torso, so that her bare feet couldn't be seen under the door.

To her annoyance, the women were happily gossiping by the sink, and showing no inclination to leave. Even though there was a chance they might take sympathy on her, and being seen in the nude by women was considerably better than the alternative, Emma was still **** to expose herself.

Instead, she shuffled herself into a more comfortable position, and settled down to wait for the coast to be clear.