Chapter 8 by Zeebop

What happens to Lois with each orgasm?

She Loses Control Of Her Bladder

Ancient childhood fears came back to Lois all at once. The terrible nights she woke up in a wet bed, long car trips where she didn't quite make it to the next station. Sometimes as an adult, on long stakeouts, Lois had to wear an adult diaper and would spend jittery hours drinking cold coffee and sitting in wet piss-filled nappies, just waiting and watching. Sometimes, when she was in the middle of a climax, she had felt the terrible urge and had to fight it, clamping her pussy tight, struggling to hold on...and now she felt it again, but her heart sank into her stomach.

There was no fighting it this time. The climaxes were coming too fast, too hard. The pressure in her bladder built until she could feel it pulse with her heartbeat.

Oh no, Lois managed to think as she felt a familiar hot wet feeling in her pants. She tried to clench tighter as the villain continued to **** her supersensitive nipples, but with every orgasmic shiver more and more leaked out...until Lois, weak-kneed and sobbing in Poison Ivy's arms, felt her control melt away completely.

Her face scrunched up in self-disgust as her bladder burst, flooding her tight red pants, running in wet rivers down her legs. Turned her face away and struggled against Ivy as she found herself standing in a puddle of her own piss...and to make it worse, she could see people around her stop and stare, point and laugh, their own faces twisted in expressions of mockery and disgust.

"Looks like somebody needs a change of clothes," Ivy whispered in her ear. "Why don't I help you with that? Come along quietly now...like a good girl..."