Ernie keeps making Bert (and Gina) wait.

Gina remained pressed into the alcove, her body tense, legs trembling as the constant pressure in her bladder refused to let up. Her bare skin, despite the cool air, felt hot with a flush of shame and mounting desperation. She could feel every throb of discomfort deep inside, a reminder that her need to pee was still very much there—and it was only getting worse, a tightening vise around her lower core. As Bert’s voice came crashing through the hall, her stomach tightened in response.

“Ernie. Open up this door. ERNIE! Do you hear me? Open up this door right NOW! I’m mad!”

The words echoed, sharp and insistent, rattling her insides as if her bladder wasn’t already on the verge of collapse. Her hands clutched harder at her crotch, the pressure unbearable. She pressed her legs together, crossing them as tightly as she could, her internal muscles screaming in protest at the strain. She could feel herself shift from foot to foot, the restlessness impossible to ignore. Her legs, no longer able to remain rigidly still, began to rub unconsciously against each other, the soft skin of her inner thighs chafing as she sought some impossible relief from the incessant pressure.

Every knock Bert made seemed to reverberate straight through her, shaking her resolve. She rocked slightly, her legs quivering, trying to release the tension without letting go. But her bladder, stubborn and relentless, refused to cooperate. The urge to release was so strong now that even her clenched fingers couldn’t hold it all back for much longer. Her exposed thighs, pressed tightly, felt slick with exertion, a clear sign of her body's impending failure.

Please Ernie. Just let him in. Please! Her mind screamed in frustration, her body betraying her with each involuntary shift.

Her hands didn’t move, but they felt as if they were already burning from the effort of holding everything in. She shifted again, unable to stand still for even a moment longer. Her body wanted to release, but she just couldn’t—not yet.

Note: This chapter was intially composed with the help of ChatGPT, and then edited with the help of Gemini.