0 comments/ 1290 views/ 3 favorites Holiday Mischief By: kyaraLuna I wanted to try this challenge out, but it seems quite a too warm when I tried it before where I live. So recently, a few weeks ago I went on a holiday to the UK with some of my friends. We shared hotel rooms together, 3 rooms of 2 people. This gave me some freedom to hide this challenge from them. This was quite early in the morning, we were all awake around 7 am and chatting together in the adjacent room. I told them I was going to get ready and change as we planned to take a tour bus to go skiing. While alone in the room, I quickly got all my layers out and laid them on the bed. I took off my pajamas and put on a pair of pantyhose and bodysuit. I then put on another pair of underwear, pantyhose, a back zipped bodysuit and a sports bra to prevent access to the zipper. Similarly as previously, I put on another pair of underwear, tights and a long sleeved bodysuit. I was quite worried about being found out inside all these layers while on holiday with my friends. However, it just felt so naughty to do it with them so close yet oblivious of my predicament. I continued to put on a tight pairs of short jeans, long skinny jeans and short jumpsuit. The layers were getting quite thick and tight but I ignored it. I put on a pair of high waisted jeans with multiple buttons, deliberately to delay taking them off. Finally I wore my fravourite back zipped denim overalls and over that was a long sleeved denim jumpsuit to disguise it all. I finally finished buttoning up the jumpsuit and stared into the mirror. It wasn't obvious but if you stared a while, you might realize that something is up. I was wearing so many layers, it was skin tight, crazy comfortable and the warmth was unimaginable. After some time, we all finish changing and got ready for the ski trip. It was going to be 2 nights at the resort so we had to pack a small baggage. Anyways, our bus was at 9 and it was around a 2 hour trip. First thing we did as we were all super excited, we dropped out clothes off at the hotel and got changed into our snow gear. We went and borrowed the skis and boards and began our warm up session. I was already around a 7/10 on the bladder scale as I had a few glasses and milk and water, plus an extra bottle during the bus ride. We practiced and slide down many times for a couple of hours until we decided for a lunch and toilet break. I skipped the toilet break thinking I could hold still, knowingly it was getting quite difficult to move and painful to hold. Also, for lunch I purposely drank extra coffee on the side which was quite a big mistake as we headed back up for more skiing. After around two more hours of playing around, my body was so stiff from holding and wearing the hidden layers underneath. My bladder was about to explode from the amount of liquid I was holding back. Sadly I was on top of the slope with all of my friends, I told them lets finish off today and began my descent. I accidentally started to gain massive speed down as my legs were locked trying to hold my bladder. My body ache and I hunched forward trying to minimize the pain of the ocean inside me. I managed to get down safely without falling over and totally soaking myself. I ran towards the bathroom, only to be discouraged by the extremely long line as people started to leave. We decided to return boards and skis, I was totally crunching over with my legs squeezed tightly trying not to pee as I was taking off my board and boots. We all went to the restroom line and waited. I was dancing, crossing my legs and all the other pee holding maneuvers in front of my friends. I didn't care about my dignity or being embarrassed as I was about to leak a tsunami into my layers. After an eternity, I made it into a cubicle. I took off my snow jacket and there I was wearing the most difficult layers and bursting to pee. I didn't even know how to approach this challenge, I just stood still, crossed my legs as tightly as I can. I hung the jacket and took my snow pants and put them on the hooks. I began to unbutton my jumpsuit but my hands were shaking so badly. Suddenly, my body froze as I squirted a few drops into my panties. I felt the small wetness spread against my skin as it followed my shapewear. My knees buckle from the shock and I completely lose my strength and collapse down on the toilet. I managed to regained control and slowly started to finish undoing the jumpsuit buttons. I try to stand up but another wave of desperation hit me and I squirted another shot into my underwear. This time I felt it travel much further as it spreads underneath my panties and skin tight bodysuit. I quickly pull down my jumpsuit and tied the sleeves around my legs to prevent it touching the floor. I started trying to pull my back zipper on my overalls, it was very difficult but I managed to do it. I similarly pulled the straps down and tied it around my legs. I started to undo my high waisted buttons but they were so tightly clamped from my enormous bloated bladder. My shaking hands didn't help unbuttoning. I had to push the material in to get enough leeway, but stupidly that made my bladder spasm a few more drops out. I finally got the outer most 3 layers off, the clothes were all hanging around my knees and almost no room left. I started to become a little horny from the wetness, I wanted to put my layers back on and wet them all. However, I knew I shouldn't and I resisted that temptation. I continued to pull down my pants and started on the short jumpsuit which was just a zipper. I didn't take it off, instead I slide my hands inside and undid my shorts. I started to rub myself hard through my bodysuits. My head was filled with ecstasy as massaged my pussy and rubbed my swollen bladder. I pushed my overflowing balloon inwards and squirted some more juices out, lubricating my hair and underwear. I started to feel a giant urge to relax, but I resisted and kept rubbing through my clothes. I was near climax as I began squirting a little every time I moved my fingers through the smooth spandex of the bodysuit. I ignored the warnings of totally pissing myself and my underwear and continued to caress through my clothes. My body started convulse from the pleasure and my bladder started to contract. I climax straight into my underwear. My whole body started to relax, my bladder muscles slowly lose their strength as I uncontrollably squirt and soak myself. I shuddered in relief as I laid back on the toilet still enjoying the rest of my orgasm. I still was empting my giant hold and decided to force it out, the layers of underwear and bodysuit trapped its way out so the wetness climbed upwards. I felt it soak up to my belly button and my butt crack. After around 30 seconds I slowly entered reality again. I quickly realized how much time I wasted having fun I started putting on my jeans. I didn't even bother wiping them and just wore them all over the wet clothes. Finally, I put over the ski suit over the jumpsuit and exited the bathroom. My friends didn't expect anything which made me relieved Stupidly, the clothes I wet in were meant to wear normally on other days of the trip lol, So I just secretly showered to wash them and wore the wet clothes underneath until we had a proper washing. Holiday Mischief Entry 2005 My preparations went well. I began my plan right after Marcus won last years contest. I had entered a virus that would forward all sexual content emails to clergy people all over the world, no matter who the email was intended for. Unfortunately, when I activated the virus it blew up and only forwarded the emails originally written by clergy people to other clergy people. I was disqualified. Marcus won with his adding of NMFX to the water supply of France. NMFX being his secret formula. He named it NMFX which stands for No Mother Fucking X. By adding NMFX to the water systems of France Marcus created a situation where any man in France who drank water there after the 20th of December couldn't get an erection until four days after they quit drinking the water. His system dripped NMFX into the water from December 20th until New Years Day. Marcus got me thinking. Perhaps some wonderful mischief would get the prize instead of something as nasty as what Marcus had done. Mischief Contest Entry 2005: In mid-January I got a job at a university in the biochemistry department. Two of the professors were doing research into pheromones and how they trigger thoughts and behaviors in humans. With a bit of manipulation of my resume (which I made up the day before) I was able to be assigned to their lab as an assistant. By March first study and observation of their methods and thinking enabled me to begin altering their experiments and results so they headed in a promising direction. No one suspected that I was not human. In mid-May one of the compounds that Dr. Williams was testing produced a strong reaction in the first six subjects. What Dr. Williams noted was that all six subjects reported being attracted to each other within half an hour after using a hand cream with the test compound added. What he did not note was that after the six left the lab they all had sex with at least one of the other participants. I altered the compound and Dr. Williams' notes, keeping the data on the compound that was successful for my own use. I shunted Dr. Williams in the direction of looking at increasing the speed with which a similar compound would be absorbed. . I moved to a team working with Dr. Heimmer and we worked on prolonging the effects of any compound of a certain type. I am not including any specific formulas or names for the compounds, amino acids, hormones or hormone substitutes that we were using and/or creating. I am calling all of them compounds for security reasons. Testing subjects with a modified compound that only produced a mild attraction between subjects we were able to sustain that attraction for four days. I again modified the doctor's notes and results and kept the data on the four-day success for my own uses. I had not, at this point, tested the compounds together on a small group of subjects. I was somewhat concerned that if the results were as strong as I thought they might be the subjects may have lasting consequences and I would again be disqualified. (see rule 8a which specifies that all effects of our mischief must be gone or repairable before January tenth) However, I knew I must test the complete compound and soon. I was able to isolate six subjects for the Labor Day weekend at a lodge in the mountains near Los Angeles. I added the complete compound to the drinking water system that served only that lodge. I took up residence in the lodge as a hired cleaning person and kitchen aide so I could monitor their reaction and behavior. First to arrive were the three men of the experiment. They showered and one asked me to make iced tea. The showers were not part of the filtered system of drinking water and did not introduce the men to the compound. As I was making the iced tea the three women subjects arrived so I added the compound tainted water to the tea. I sat the pitcher of iced tea and glasses on a table and then secreted myself out of sight so as not to interfere with the test. All six subjects drank the brew and within ten minutes all six were having sex in various rooms of the lodge. Ron and Karen tore the clothes off each other and joined in the large living room, using the couch, coffee table and floor. Alex and Carol were headed for a walk when the urge hit them. They stripped off their clothes and consummated their urges on the front porch, the steps, and on the front lawn. Marigrace and Harvey were climbing the stairs when they were hit by the urge. Their clothes hung over the handrail while they humped the rest of the way upstairs. Marigrace was quite loud when she orgasmed and she orgasmed quite often. After the initial encounters all three couples moved to their rooms and repeated their efforts. The weekend saw every partner having sexual encounters with all the others staying in the lodge. The men seemed to have some problems psychologically with their urge for sex with another man and the level of enjoyment they derived from each encounter. However, soon they were happy with whoever they seemed attracted to at any given moment. The women seemed quite happy whenever they "felt the urge" during the weekend and did not spend any significant time discussing the psychological implications of their urges. I stopped the doses of the compound (now referred to as FNFO, Fuck Now Fuck Often) on the morning after the subject's first dose. It seemed to wear off after two days. Upon return to campus all six resumed their sexual partners from before the experiment and all six also added other partners of their same sex. This pattern did revert after three more days. On October third I had made fifty-five gallons of FNFO and had taken it with me when I left the university. I moved to Atlanta and got a job at the Coka-Cola company in their Diet Coke facility. I modified a water filter to inject small amounts of FNFO into Diet Coke. The distribution of these cans and bottles of Coke will have them arrive in stores two days before Christmas. So far just over eight million cans and two million bottles have been produced. There is still enough FNFO to make another hundred thousand doses. This may go down as the worlds most fucked up Christmas ever! I just may win the prize for the best holiday mischief for 2005. It may be more than advertising when they say, "Things go better with Coke!"