Lana, June, and Eve

"Ladies and gentlemen, my name's Anna the Astonishing, thank you and good night!" Then with a poof of smoke, she was gone.

A commercial break gave the crew enough time to dry off their equipment, and for Chance to change suits.

There were just three girls left to seduce. Lana, June, and Eve.

Y'all know we're saving the best for last.

Lana, dear sweet Lana. Professional Lana. Intelligent, humble, well meaning Lana. Was about to get her feet wet.

As always she was looking good, professional even. Her pant suit was ditched for a soft looking maroon dress. It hugged her curves, and only now was Chance noticing the ass on this girl. She strutted around the pool taking a few poses. It was a long shot from the shy woman Chance had gotten to know this week. She was strutting, looking sexy, ACTING sexy, and maybe most importantly feeling sexy.

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Lana

Austrian

"There just came a point where I faced facts. I came to win, I had to play like I was going to win. I was at the top of my field, the smartest girl there, I have a great body that I work hard on. I wasn't going to let some insecurity about my sexuality stop me. So what if I'm a proud working woman, I can still enjoy my body, and enjoy sex."

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"Like what you see Mr. Dufran?"

Chance smirked and leaned back in his chair, life was good. "I do, what happened to my lawyer?"

"Still here baby." Lana stalked up towards him, flipping her let down hair as she did. "You don't think working women can be sexy too?"

"Maids, Nurses, Teachers, Secretaries, I assure I think working women can be hot as hell."

"Well let's see if we can add lawyer to that list, or is a female lawyer too much of a threat?" She leaned forward running her hands along his chest, and his clean new suit. She trailed her fingers up, scratching his neck, and raking through his thick blonde hair. With his attention firmly on her, she turned around, ass facing him. She slowly moved away, but her nice big ass was just begging to be touched, and she knew it. Chance grazed her hand along her backside and felt it crinkle under his touch.

Uh-oh.

Lana sauntered off milliseconds later, allowing Chance the chance to absorb her wonderful form from behind. One of her pale hands slightly slid the back of her dress up. The flowing fabric easily raised past the back of her highs up to her butt, just high enough to reveal the white fabric of a diaper. She dropped her hand as soon as she was sure she'd been spotted, and turned back around. "Being a lawyer is so stressful Chance, sometimes I need to just blow off some steam."

Chance was imagining Lana going through a whole day in court, so powerful, so in control. All the while her slutty pussy was dripping wet because it knew she was being naughty. She was cultured she was educated, she was proud, but underneath all of that. Underneath the glasses, and the suit, she was a diaper wearing slut, as much a **** to her desires as Titsie, or Anna. It was like she was wearing lingerie, but somehow so much more vulgar.

"Sounds tough. Tell me Lana, how does such a powerful lawyer as yourself manage her stress?"

"Well," She gathered the tendrils of her dress and hoisted them into one hand, show off her diaper to everyone. "Whenever I'm feeling overwhelmed, I just take a moment, breath, and relax. When I feel my warm pee filling my diaper I can't help but melt into a puddle, and the orgasm doesn't hurt."

Chance smiled, nursing a new born erection, "Show me."

"What?" Lana dropped her dress. "No, no that was my bit. I'm done. I strutted, I showed you what I slut I am in secret. I even like peeing myself so I was on subject."

The billionaire seemed unmoved. "Well that hardly seems fair to the other girls who peed themselves for me. Come on, let's get a taste of what your fetish is going to be like." The girls all groaned in anticipation of the Diaper Challenge, they were pretty peed out by this point.

"Anna... Anna didn't pee."

"Anna performed witchcraft, I'll give her a pass. Come on, It doesn't have to be much, I just want to see you fill up that diaper a little."

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Shani

Egyptian

"When you're in pee club, you gotta pee."

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Lana was sweating nervously, a blush suddenly engulfing her. "Okay, but the girls can't watch." She pointed to the collection of ladies. Most of them nodded and turned the other way. Jasmine took out her phone and started recording. "Okay, okay, here I go."

"If you're uncomfortable you don't have to do it. It's okay to admit that you're not into the fetish. Miracle was gagging during her whole performance."

"No that's not it." Lana closed in the last few steps between them. "I love wetting myself, and I would love to share this with you. More privately would be ideal, but I'm here to play. So here we go." She lifted her dress back up, showing chance her pristine white diaper. Chance ran his hand along the crotch just out of curiosity.

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Lana

Austrian

"I was so scared. I knew I needed just enough to make my diaper sag a little."

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Lana breathed in and out a few times, as if she was prepping for a sprint. She didn't seem as at ease as she made herself sound earlier. She let go just a bit and let a few trickles of urine leak out before clamping down hard. Those kegal exercises really coming in handy. She let out a slight moan, as she felt the minuscule trickle fill her nappy. She felt a hot flush flow through her, but she couldn't stop. There was no visible change in the least from Chance's point of view. She had to do more.

She opened herself back up, just a tad. She felt a small but steady stream of urine escaping her. It brought a wonderful buzzing feeling in her pussy, and chest, but nothing overwhelming. A sensation good enough to elicit a long loud moan, but it wasn't toe curling. She was in control, like always. If she kept going like she'd make it in no time. Her pussy might be a little wet, but that'd be a little okay.

She looked up to gauge Chance's reaction and immediately recognized her mistake. Chance was hard, and rubbing himself through his pants. He was watching her soil herself. He was getting off on some exotic fascination with the most embarrassing part of Lana's life. She flushed passionately. He'd think of this moment any time he tried to think of her seriously. A diaper wearing exhibitionist with a weak bladder. She turned away the thought made her pussy quiver.

There was nothing to be embarrassed about. Austrian girls the world over wear diapers, and get off on it. It was nothing to be ashamed of. She stared off at Jasmine who was recording on her phone. It was fine that Jasmine would have proof of this moment saved on her phone, it was only natural. Any Austrian girl would be bucking her hips as this wonderful honey feeling warmness spread across their diaper covered ass. Jasmine could turn back to this moment any time she wanted to see how much she loved wetting herself.

Lana gasped and turned her head away. The shame she felt looking at Jasmine was too immense, too delicious. She tried to find something to distract her, something that didn't make her feel so deliciously deviant. Of course the beautiful landscape of the mansion was obscured by them. Cameramen, directors, mic operators. Man upon man, upon man. Camera upon camera. It felt like like every one of them had stopped what they were doing to stare at her. Watching as her diaper sagged ever lower between her legs, filled with her hot honey. They'd seen so many other girls pee themselves, it was fine. They didn't care, she was just another slut in this for the money.

"Oooooooh."

But she was the only one loving it!

Her pussy clenched down on itself. Its hot slickness was **** for something to milk. It wanted to be wrapped around something thick, and to leak uncontrollably all over it. It wanted to lose all control. Above all it wanted whatever was stretching it apart to be totally and utterly disgusted by how wet all of that made it.

Her empty pussy unclenched, and with it Lana lost all control over her bladder. Everything came pouring out. Her tiny stream became a river. Her diaper was fighting valiantly to absorb all of Lana's wetness, but it was no good. It simply was not up to the task. Happy streak of urine seeped out between her legs and rolled down to her feet.

In court Lana could hide her tiny orgasms. The only person who knew she was wetting was herself. Now the whole world was watching. They were all either arouse or disgusted by the young lawyer losing control. Both possibilities left Lana quaking.

She fell to her knees as the best, loudest orgasm of her life slammed into her. Millions of people watching her soil herself. It was so fucking hot! She squirted and squirted away as her overworked diaper sagged almost completely to the ground. Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head uncontrollably. She wasn't sure she had any thoughts at all. Only an intense feeling of shame, and joy.

Eventually the orgasm stopped being pure bliss. It started to die down to normal ecstasy, and eventually to the level of orgasms tinder dates give you. It was only at such low levels that she realized she was still screaming, and reigned it back to a long extended purr. She sat like that dreamily for a while. Her expensive dress trailed into her puddle of urine, as she sat in a swollen and abused diaper.

"Woops." She said at last. The horror of orgasming herself out of the game was not nearly as powerful as her post orgasmic bliss. She'd been peeing herself in private all these years like some chump. If she knew she could orgasm like that on national television, she would have become a news anchor.

"Uuugh." At her knees a spray of white semen co-mingled her her own golden offering. Chance was standing above her, cock in hand still stroking longingly. "Lana, I'm afraid you just disqualified yourself."

"Yeah." Our lawyer rocked her hips back and forth, just enjoying the feeling of her diaper so pleasantly full. "That's why I didn't want to wet myself."

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Lana

Austrian

"It's even worse because I get turned on my losing control of myself, not just my bladder. So when I pee myself on accident, and have a screaming orgasm in front of the world. It's just a vicious cycle."

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Esther

Haitian

"I've said it before with Titsie, and I'll say it again here. I don't respect anyone who can't control their urges. I know it's encoded into our DNA, but she just gave up everything for a full diaper, and an orgasm."

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Second from last was Lauren, our Barista. She was feeling good. Horny as hell, but good. Seeing girl after girl embarrass themselves in her favorite way, and all the time stewing with jealousy. Now she was waiting no more, it was her time to join in on the debauchery, to do what she was born to do.

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Lauren

"I honestly wasn't expecting all of the girls to pull out such clutch plays today. Usually other girls turn their noses up on my form of fun. Gotta say I'm impressed. They've been pulling out every trick in the book today. I don't think I'm going to be able to show Chance anything new. I can't even say that I'm going to be the one who enjoys it the most, because Lana really blew me out of the water on that one. Oh well. I just have to show Chance that my heart is really in it when it comes to things like this."

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"June I've learned too much about myself today, I'm scared what you're going to show me." Chance grinned as June took the stage.

"I wouldn't be too worried. I'm not going to show you anything you wouldn't want me to do again." She began to unhook the clasps of her dress, doing in nice and slow. She tossed off her dress, her bra, and her panties kicking them all to the side of the pool, until she was completely naked. Before she started the show she reached into her purse, and pulled out a little bullet vibrator. "Let's get messy baby."

She crouched to the floor like a lovely gargoyle. She momentarily ran her fingers along the wet wet tile, making ripples in the small ocean of pee at her feet. She smiled and licked her fingers clean when she was done. She sighed happily as she took her buzzing little friend and started making circles with around her clit.

"You're playing a dangerous game June, you're going to get Lana'ed."

"Just have to stop before I cum." How hard could that be? Shokouh hadn't stopped masturbating since she got her belt off and she hand't cum once. Easy.

She started out by peeing just a little on her vibrator. Slippery with her wetness she slipped the buzzing lover into her asshole. She hummed alone with the tune it was singing within her. One of her hands planted itself on the tile while the other slide two slender fingers within her needy folds. In and out her fingers went, petting her inner walls lovingly. She let out a shudder and pushed down on her bladder.

A torrent of pee ripped through her hand. Her high pressured flow slammed into the palm of her hand and shot out between her fingers. She tossed her head back, then forward. She made the sluttiest of noises and kept drilling her pussy with piss soaked digits. As her stream died down she pulled her fingers out, and gave her pussy a few hard wet slaps. Her wetness bursting off of her with each slap. She panted and moaned, feeling pretty good about herself. She brought her dripping fingers to her mouth and sucked all the tangy flavors of nectar she had coating them. Her pussy and thighs were dripping with her deviant act. Her tongue worked diligently around each of her fingers, sucking them dry like Popsicle.

When she was finished with her hand she slid it back down to her dripping pussy. The hand she'd been using to steady herself was brought back up to June's mouth and just like it's friend was licked and sucked clean. June sucked, and licked away at the urine of her fellow contestants with the type of vigor that can only be mustered by a person with a true and heart filled appreciation for pee. Her other hand was pistoning away inside her cunny milking all the pleasure she possibly could from the situation. A cocktail of so many women's pee was a rare treat, and she had no difficulty pretending like this was all she'd ever wanted to do. The only hard part of the whole experience was ripping her hand out of her pussy before the waves of pleasure got out of control. She sat there panting for a good thirty seconds as her body shook and cried as the oncoming orgasm was narrowly avoided. She let one lass trickle of pee fall from her pussy, and pushed out the vibrator from her ass, before she shakily got back to her feet.

"Thank *Ahem* Thanks for the treat everyone!"

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Chance

Newly Born Disciple of Watersports

"Now that's a girl who seriously like pee."

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"Eve, you're last to go."

Eve nodded her head, and disrobed. Revealing her dark body in all it's soft grace. She wasn't fit like Emma or Shani. Not as deliciously packed as Debbie. A nice unforged doughiness that showed the pure potential of the female form. She stepped out of her sandals and approached Chance with a walk that was hard to describe. It was somehow similar to how a child might approach Santa Claus at the mall. An innocent, almost shy kind of reverence. As she moved Chance admired her untrimmed bush, and the few sprigs of hair that he spotted springing from her armpits. The sheer variety of women he'd been given was a pleasure in it's own way.

Chance's only acolyte got on her hands and knees, and pressed her forehead to the slick tile. "Master if it would please you I would subject myself to all the depredations in the world. I would gladly drink my own urine, or bathe in the streams of any of your sluts." The ladies on the side tried not to take that personally. "I want to go beyond any of the worship my fellow sluts have done today. I don't want to **** myself in front of you." She raised her head to look at Chance, a tiny trickle of urine rolled down her forehead. "I want you to do it. Pee on me master. Show me how worthless I am. One day I aspire to earn the taste of your seed, but until then use me master. I am your useless toilet."

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Chance

Overjoyed

"I would like to address Donnavan Sinclair. In 11th grad you told me that you had sex with a hundred girls, and that I would die a virgin. To that I would like to say: Fuck you, I win."

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How could Chance say no to that? She was so earnest and heartfelt in her plead. Besides that her bowing and begging him to humiliate her, was making him awful hard. It was hard decide which was the greater virtue, her sexiness or the eagerness with which she served. They were both good he decided.

"Very well." Chance proclaimed, finding it very easy to fall into the roll of a god. "Take my cock out and I will grant your request."

Eve sat up, her eyes full of joy. "Thank you master thank you!" She leapt to his pants like a dog to a bone. With a trembling hand she reached for his fly, unzipping each tooth of his zipper like she was opening a holy relic. "Oh!" She gasped, and blinked tears out of her eyes.

His Cock.

How perfect it was. The perfect length, the perfect thickness, the perfect shape. How divine it was. She knew it could effortlessly bring her to orgasm. Stretch her cunt in just the right way, ram into her until he was at the hilt. It could bless her with his seed, even children someday. It was perfect. Today she'd be worshiping its most base of functions, and even then it was beyond anything she was worthy of. She was thirsty for it. Her skin was so dry, her body unscented. It was his waste, but to her it was divine water. She wanted to shove his length down her throat until she was **** on it. She wanted to taste it, lick, and kiss it. She wanted it inside of her, it and everything it had to offer.

For she was a cunt, and they are greedy.

For now she had to observe the already overwhelming joy of touching his shaft. It was hard before she'd even touching in. She felt its warmth and joy in her hand. It practically vibrated with power and authority. How could something be so hard and soft at the same time? It was warm, yet it sent shivers down her back. Perfection.

"Thank you." She shuddered.

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Deborah

New Zealand

"I remember my first dick."

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You'll have to forgive Chance for taking a few seconds to get his pee out. He had a shy bladder, and you know national television. He also was wondering if he wanted to cross this bridge and become the type of person who pees on women. He looked down at Eve on her hands and knees mouth open, as if she was ready to give a blowjob, only...

Yeah, of course he wanted to be that type of guy.

Like so many ladies today, he just let himself relax and went for it. A nice clear stream leapt from his head and rained down upon his **** girl. It splashed off of her face sending a spray in every direction. She moved her head so she could catch his stream in her mouth. He watched as his piss filled up her mouth like an empty goblet. With absolute and perfect control she let him fill her mouth up to the brim before it overfilled and started cascading out her mouth and down her neck. Chance adjusted himself and let his stream splash her chest next. He admired her doughy breasts as he drenched them. Her dark nipples arose eagerly. Pleased that her assets were getting her master's attention she brought most hands to her chest and started massaging them. She groped and fondled needily as he released himself. Her nipples were like two little hard diamonds, excited by her lewd display.

All too soon the act was over. Chance had run dry and had left his perfectly clean girl soiled and wet. His penis, empty as it was raged upwards hard and ready to go.

Eve was glowing a radiant sort of pride. She'd been marked. She smelled like her master now, felt like him. She could literally taste him on her tongue. She could hardly imagine a more perfect existence. She only wished that he'd had more. She wished he could use and soil her forever, for as long as she had left to live. She wished to never go another day where she wasn't soaked in her master's piss. She supposed if she did a good job, that would be the case.

Chance stuck his thumb in the girl's mouth. Just as she was drunk on servitude, he was a tad tipsy on power. His thumb dunked into the mouthful of warm piss, and hooked into her cheek.

"Swallow." He demanded.

It was as instant as a keystroke. Eve wrapped her lips around his thumb, and gulped down the mouthful she'd been holding. She sighed as if she'd just drunk a refreshing beverage, and held her mouth open for her master to inspect. Chance's desire to make further use of that mouth, was almost overwhelming. "Good girl."

Eve almost wished that she wasn't so filthy, and horny. Otherwise she would have truly enjoyed the pleasure of being a good girl. For the moment it was just another log in the furnace. Normally such praise would have made her orgasm on the spot, but she knew full and well that she wasn't permitted. So the waves of pleasure only served as positive reinforcement, rather than a reward.

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June

Vietnamese

"Seriously jealous. If I knew Chance's pee was up for grabs, you know I would have been all over that. It's probably for the best anyway. Last time a boyfriend peed on my pussy I came, so I guess ignorance saved me! Still I'm sure I was just gritting my teeth with jealousy as he peed on her. It was so fucking hot, I wish that could have been me.

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Shani

Egyptian

"Eve is like the fucking terminator I swear. She doesn't eat, she doesn't sleep. She just melts through keyholes and tries to think of ways to serve Chance."

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Debbie

New Zealand

"I think we were all sleeping on Eve, because she's so demure when she's around us. It's going to be tough to beat someone who will do pretty much anything for Chance no questions asked. I can only hope the next challenges are more skill based."

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At last the last of the women had completed her pee based challenge. When the last drop was spilled the fifteen women were once again assembled before Chance. The group was a lot wetter and a littler hornier for their adventure. Only one of them was feeling the true dread of the situation.

Terrance, who'd been mysteriously absent during the events of the competition, was now suddenly back. "Well Chance I've got to say, it looks like the ladies have really given you something to think about today."

Chance laughed nervously, "I gotta say, when they rolled that wheel, I didn't expect to have had so much fun."

"Well that's what the show is all about! We're glad you had fun, but we're of course saddened to say that Lana will be leaving us today. Orgasms from our female cast members are of course forbidden. As such we won't be having an elimination ceremony this week. However just like last week you'll all be given your third horny pill in preparation for next week." He chuckled. "Of course before any of that we're going to cut to a commercial break. When we return Chance will announce the winner of this competition, we'll have our goodbye scene with Lana, her final interview, and of course scenes from next week. Stay tuned everyone!"

For those of you who stuck through three chapters of nothing but pee, please vote for who you think did it the best, in the comments. The Winner will get a special prize.

Sorry for the seven month gap between chapters but in my defense I finished college, wrote a book, and got a job. Which honestly means nothing because I had this chapter done seven months ago!

Shout out to Fifipoodle who's kind words got me back to this story.