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Jasper had just got back home from his hunt, having consumed four deer and four mountain lions, which made his eyes turn a pretty shade of amber. Alice had made him hunt so that he would have gold eyes for whatever that she had planned, which was apparently a photoshoot of some sorts. He was supposed to be modelling some clothes for her, while she snapped pictures for her own personal use. Jasper agreed to do it,mostly because he was a little bit curious about how the pictures would turn out.
As he made his way upstairs to his and Alice's bedroom, he noticed that his bladder was filling up since he drank quite a bit of blood. He decided to ignore his urge for now, figuring that he could take a break later if he really needed to. Unfortunately, the second he entered the bedroom, he was bombarded with Alice shoving some clothes in his hands.
“Put these on, Jazz, then stand over there and pose.” Alice vaguely pointed to where she wanted her husband to stand, then started fiddling with her camera and the tripod.
Jasper didn't bother arguing and quickly undressed himself, then tossed his clothes in the laundry basket. He looked at the clothes that Alice had picked out, feeling a little shocked and confused. The outfit consisted of a cropped Linkin Park tee-shirt, a very short black leather skirt, a red thong, some intentionally ripped black fishnet tights, and some twenty centimetre black high heels that had a platform. He chose not to say anything and put the clothes on, then went to stand where Alice had pointed to earlier. His skirt was so short that it barely covered him…
Once Jasper was standing where she wanted him, Alice walked over to him so she could adjust the skirt. She gently tugged on the skirt, lowering it a little bit so that it covered him up more, exposing the red thong at the top. “Perfect, now pose for me while I take pictures.”
Jasper nodded and did as she asked, posing a few different ways until Alice was satisfied. His full bladder was throbbing by then, spasming a little as he contorted his body in weird and unnatural poses. If he was being honest with himself, he was in pain from holding it in, but he didn't want to upset Alice. Once Alice was done snapping pictures, he crossed his legs and gave his bladder a light massage with his left hand. “Alice, I need to take a pee break before we continue.”
“Don't worry, Jazz, there's only two more outfits left for you to model.” Alice was already preparing the next outfit for Jasper to model for her. The outfit consisted of a cropped Green Day tee-shirt, a mid-thigh length black denim skirt, a neon green thong, some matching neon green socks that went up to the knee, and some ten centimetre black high heels that didn't have a platform this time. She quickly handed the clothes to Jasper, then went back to fiddling with her camera and the tripod.
As he took the clothes from his wife, Jasper tensed up his abdominal muscles to keep himself from having an accident. He quickly changed out of his previous outfit and into his new outfit, being as careful as he could, trying very hard not to jostle his bladder. Once he was dressed in his new outfit, he slightly lowered the skirt so that the thong was showing at the top once again, then stepped back to the spot that he was posing in.
During this part of the photoshoot, Jasper couldn’t stay still for very long, squirming in place constantly. He tried very hard to listen to Alice's instructions, but he was quite desperate and in pain from holding it so long. He had to blink back some tears, as to not end up accidentally crying while his wife made him do some uncomfortable poses. An uncomfortable spasm made him bite his lip to muffle a cry of pain.
“Jazz, hold still.” Alice snapped a few more pictures, then seemed quite pleased with the results. She gave her husband the all clear to stop posing. “Okay, one more outfit and then we're done with the photoshoot.”
Jasper gave his wife a look of pure and utter horror. His legs were already pressed together tightly and he had a death grip on the bottom hem of his skirt, trying his absolute hardest not to wet himself. “Alice, sugar, I'm gonna piss myself if I don't go to the bathroom right now…”
“Oh, that's nonsense, Jazz. You'll be fine, I've seen it in my visions.” Alice ignored his pleas and continued getting the final outfit ready. The outfit consisted of a cropped Nirvana tee-shirt, a slightly above mid-thigh length blue denim skirt, a pastel pink thong, some matching pastel pink socks that went up to the knee, some intentionally ripped black fishnet tights, and some fifteen centimetre black high heels that had a platform. She proceeded to hand him the clothes, then went back to getting the camera set up again.
Jasper obediently changed his outfit without a single complaint, making sure to put the socks on over the fishnets, since that made the most sense to him. He then adjusted his skirt so that his thong was poking out at the top. Unfortunately, the waistband of the denim skirt was pressing directly on his bladder, which was making his urge feel a lot more dire. Still, he walked back over to his spot and began posing for his wife.
“You look just like Kurt Cobain.” Alice's words made Jasper's eyes widen in absolute shock.
“I'm almost certain that Kurt Cobain didn't wear fishnets and high heels, sugar.” Jasper was trying not to show how amused he was that Alice knew nothing about grunge music, let alone anything about Kurt Cobain. In fact, he was so distracted that he almost forgot that he was bursting to relieve himself.
“It doesn't matter, he had messy blonde hair like you do. Now, let's get back to the task at hand.” Alice motioned for Jasper to pose a little straighter.
“Yes, ma'am.” Jasper straightened his pose while trying to not to wet himself in the process. His lower abdomen was cramping up and his bladder was throbbing, but he kept a smile on for his wife.
Alice wasted no time and began taking pictures. She guided him through them, occasionally telling him to stop squirming so much. “Jazz, you're being too fidgety, stay still.”
Jasper's legs were tightly pressed together as he tried to stop wiggling in place. Just as the last few pictures were being taken, he ended up accidentally leaking, getting a few drops on the floor as his thong got quickly soaked. “Alice, I'm dribblin’. I'm gonna have an accident.”
Alice's eyes widened in horror as she watched Jasper double over in pain due to a painful bladder spasm. Within seconds, a loud hissing noise echoed throughout the room, followed by the sound of urine splattering onto the floor. His stream ran down his legs and made his socks all wet. Jasper panicked a little and crouched down into a squatting position, trying to minimise the damage, only to end up making a bigger mess instead. Piss was now drenching his skirt as it spread underneath his bum.
After his stream began dying down, Alice quickly got closer to him, clearly feeling bad about having ignored his need to use the bathroom. Once his stream had fully stopped, she helped him stand up and gave him a comforting hug. “I'm so sorry for making you hold it for so long, Jazz. I genuinely thought that you would be able to hold in. I promise that I won't ever do that again.”
“It's okay, darlin’, I'm not mad at you.” Jasper softly kissed the top of her head, using his gift to cheer her up by altering her mood slightly. He looked down at the floor, feeling slightly embarrassed by how big the puddle was. “I'm gonna go take a shower…”
Alice nodded and helped her husband get out of his wet clothes. Once he was undressed, he made his way over to the adjoining bathroom and turned on the hot water. Meanwhile, Alice put the wet clothes in the laundry hamper, then went to clean up the pee puddle. Once the puddle was mopped up, she went through Jasper's closet to get him some clean clothes and brought them to the bathroom, making sure to bring a towel as well.
After he finished his shower, Jasper got out and dried himself off, then got dressed. He then saw Alice sitting on the bathroom counter with the blow dryer in her hand and the hair straightener being heated up. Jasper smiled and walked over to her, letting her do his hair for him.