I’m in the kitchen preparing to make a delicious cup of tea. I’m wearing a tight pink t-shirt, a big and fluffy white M4, and my shapely legs are bare. I fill the kettle up at the sink, and the sound of the running water from the tap reminds me that my bladder hasn’t been emptied in such a long time. I’m thirsty though, so I’m still going to have the tea, even though I know it might tip me over the edge, if you know what I mean? ;) I add a tea bag to my cup, and when the kettle has boiled, pour out the hot water, savouring the steamy aroma. I slurp greedily, as I do like to keep myself hydrated, but before I’m even halfway through my cuppa, my bladder starts to react exactly how I thought it would! As I stand at the kitchen counter, I feel a lovely warm release oozing into my M4, filling it up and making it grow tighter even around me. I carry on supping my tea as I empty myself, and it feels so cheeky taking liquid in at one end whilst spurting it out of the other at the same time! I lovingly run my fingertips over my crotch, and when I’m finally spent, I can hear my M4 squelch and slop with every movement I make. I then lean over the kitchen counter with my elbows resting on the surface as I finish my cuppa, so that I can show off my peachy bum from behind. That felt so good. And there is still water in the kettle…I wonder if I should make another tea? ;)