As the stream starts, Onpu is lounging sideways in an overstuffed, 
highsided chair, the cream-colored upholstery a nice contrast to the 
lavender negligee she's wearing as she casually sips lemonade through a 
straw, her legs propped up on the armrest opposite the one she's using 
as a backrest, her perfectly pedicured feet on full display and her legs 
crossed at the ankle.

Pulling the straw from her lips, she greets her unseen audience, "Hello, 
and welcome to the show. This is a bit of a more intimate stage than I'm 
accustomed to, so I hope my adoring fans will be kind as I adjust to 
such an interactive format without the benefit of a stage crew to 
moderate the audience."

Her greeting done, she takes another sip of lemonade

Chat: Hi Onpu. How's the lemonade?

Chat: Hi Onpu! I'm sure we're all looking forward to the show. To start 
us off, could you run us through what you're wearing (all of it)? Is 
there anything you particularly like about it?

Chat: Nice to see you, Onpu! Well, it'd be the first time for direct 
greetings. It's a great luck I could join the live chat. Okay, let's 
see, are you in your home or any other private room?

"Pulling her lips away from her straw, Onpu replies, "The lemonade is 
quite good... It's a recipe Momo-chan taught me and the others, and it's 
so good I went through half a pitcher waiting to see if I'd be picked 
for this evening's stream."

Sitting her empty glass just out of frame, Onpu sits up straight in her 
seat before standing up and commenting, "Aside from my favorite nightie, 
all I'm wearing is some bikini-cut panties." With that, she lifts up the 
front of her gown to flash purple panties the exact shade of her hair to 
the camera before letting the garment fall. "As for location, I'm 
streaming from my bedroom... Papa is driving a sleeper train tonight, 
and Mama's been a rather heavy sleeper since her stroke, so things are 
about as private as I can manage."

With that she sits down again, pulling her knees up to her chest and 
pulling her nightie down over her legs, though not quite down far enough 
to hide a bit of her panties peeking out from between her feet as her 
toes curl against the cushion.

Chat: I see, I see. Can you further describe the taste of the lemonade? 
Does it remind you of anything in particular? Plus, how mobile is your 
camera (how far would you be able to take us)?

Chat: Do you always wear that at home, or do you sometimes wear... less?

Chat: How often do you enjoy the lemonade? I mean, the one made on your 
own.

"The lemonade is quite good," comments Onpu, "It's got a perfect blend 
of sweetness and tangy lemon flavor. I make some as often as I can 
during the summer months, though I don't always have enough fresh lemons 
on hand."

Letting one foot slide down to the floor, exposing her calf and thigh in 
the process, she continues, "This is pretty typical sleepwear for me 
during the summer months, though I favor fluffy, lavender pajamas when 
its cold out. As for my camera, I just have the one, but it's wireless 
and has its own tripod, so I'm pretty sure I could carry it anywhere in 
the house without interrupting the stream, though I've never really 
tested it."

Retrieving her glass and a pitcher from out of frame, the former child 
idol pours herself some more lemonade before placing the pitcher out of 
frame once more and taking a sip.

Chat: Great to hear you enjoy your lemonade. Where would you be willing 
to take us tonight? The bathroom, perhaps? How...far are you willing to 
go with this stream, if you know what I mean?

Chat: How much lemonade do you guzzle in a day? Have you ever been nude 
at home?

Chat: Do you have any other drinks for this stream? That pitcher doesn't 
look big enough, I think.

"Well," comments Onpu, lowering her glass from her lips, "we'll just 
have to see where the night takes us." With that, she gives the camera a 
wink.

"As for my usual liquid consumption, maybe about three liters a day 
unless I'm spending a lot of time in the sun, but I did drink quite a 
bit before the stream started because of what Doremi-chan, Hazuki-chan, 
and Ai-chan told me about what you boys and girls like to see... as for 
other beverages, I'm sure there's plenty of Oy! Cola in the fridge, and 
I could always make some tea."

Sitting the glass out of frame, she lowers both feet to the floor as she 
places her hands on her knees and leans forward, a bit of cleavage 
peeking out of the collar of her nightie as she whispers, "I usually 
have at leastsome shorts and a tank top or a nightie and panties on at 
home unless I'm changing or taking a bath, but who knows, maybe one of 
you will convince me to do a strip tease or something." With that, she 
leans back, propping her head on one hand.

Chat: Wow, that's a lot of liquid. You must really like staying 
hydrated. How often do you get desperate with that much to drink?

Chat: We will see indeed. Say, you seemed kind of enthusiastic about 
those bikini-cut panties of yours. Do you want to tell us more about 
that pair, if it's special in anyway or if you particularly like it? 
Maybe show them off a little bit?

Chat: Maybe you know what your friends did the streams so far, right? If 
so, will you do any similar performance?

"Well," starts Onpu, "making sure my mouth and throat don't get dry is 
important both for singing and acting, and stage lights can be quite 
hot, especially since I'm often in the spotlight... as for getting 
desperate, I'm usually pretty good about excusing myself before getting 
in costume for a show, especially if I know from fitting that the 
costume would interfere with such things or be impractical to get in and 
out of during an intermission, and auditions usually provide plenty of 
downtime between rounds... Rehearsals sometimes run long, especially if 
I'm working with a new talent who's a bit nervous about their first 
professional acting role or were a fan of mine back in my child idol 
days and are a bit intimidated to work with me."

Straightening her posture, Onpu partss her knees and lays her hands atop 
them, giving the camera a upskirt peak at her panties, just enough of 
the more vibrant purple showing to be noticeable, "As for my 
unmentionables, there's nothing special about this pair... in fact, I've 
probably got at least a dozen pairs just like it... as for my friend's 
streams, Hazuki-chan just blushed cutely and stuttered evasively when 
asked about her stream, and while the others were more open, Doremi-chan 
and Poppu-chan were too busy bickering like the loving sisters they are 
to give an accurate account and not even Ai-chan was vulgar enough to 
get explicit... that said, I have read the chat logs, so I can guess at 
some of the, rather bold, things they did in front of the camera."

Retrieving the pitcher, Onpu refills her glass and takes another long 
draw of the lemonade.

Chat: I see. Well, I can definitely report that things got 
rather...spicy in your friends' livestreams, and rather wet as well. 
What do you make of such streams? How do you feel about the idea of this 
stream going in the same direction?

Chat: Do you ever deliberately let your bladder overfill?

Chat: Well, I'll get satisfied whatever you do. Do you have your own 
tips to endure the desperation?

"Well," comments Onpu, lowering her glass from her lips, "Can't say I've 
ever deliberately held my waters before, but I did drink quite a bit of 
lemonade this evening just in case I was picked for this evening's 
stream." Finishing her glass, she adds, "And the lemonade is starting to 
work its magic... I'm about at the point I'd normally excuse myself, 
though I'm sure I'd disappoint all of my fans if I were to leave right 
now."

Sitting the empty glass out of frame, Onpu lifts one leg up to rest her 
foot on the edge of her seat, pulling her nightie over the raised knee 
and resting her chin atop folded hands on the raised knee, but not quite 
pulling the nightgown down far enough to hide the front of her panties.

"So, do you boys and girls just want to talk while I drink the 
occasional glass of lemonade, or do you want me to put on a show for 
you?"

Chat: A show? Let's start by taking off that nightie, and another glass 
of lemonade would do nicely too :)

Chatt: Depends what you mean by show, Onpu. What kind of show do you 
most enjoy putting on? Also, while we're on the topic, might I ask you 
to tell a story of the last time you were in a...desperate situation?

Chat: It's a bit earlier than I expected. Okay, the first show will be 
just holding your drink for a few minutes; let me see what you will act 
to take the overload.

"Well, someone in the audience is rather bold," comments Onpu, "but I 
believe there's a saying that goes something like 'fortune favors the 
bold', so"

Standing up, Onpu brings a hand up to slide one strap of her night gown 
off her shoulder before mirroring the action on the other side. She then 
lets her arms fall to her sides, the gown sliding down her torso now 
that it's not supported, pooling around her ankles, exposing her modest 
but perfectly formed breasts, perky despite the lack of a bra, and a 
slight bulge peeking out from the top of her panties.

Kicking the nightie out of frame, she sits back down, crossing her legs 
as she grabs the pitcher and her glass and makes a show of emptying the 
last of the pitcher's contents into her glass and downing it.

Once the glass is empty once more, she sits it and the pitcher aside, 
and placing her hands on her bare shins, she leans forward, her breasts 
hanging in the middle of the frame as she admits, "I can't think of any 
stories of a previous time I was really desperate, but I did just finish 
off the last of a 4-liter pitcher of rather strong lemonade... and I'm 
really starting to feel it." As if to emphasize her point, she places a 
hand to the bulge half covered by her panties.

Chat: I see, Onpu. Well, you seem to be getting the feeling of needing 
to go rather strongly now. Might I ask, if you were to hypothetically go 
to the bathroom without peeing, would the urge get worse just by being 
there for you?

Chat: Four litres? Wow! I hope that bladder can take it. How often do 
you pee every day if you don't get desperate often?

Chat: Oh, you don't wear the nightie from now on. Don't you feel so 
chilly? It may trigger the signal from your bladder..

Tapping a finger to her chin, Onpu replies, "I don't really pay 
attention to how often I go to the bathroom, though I did drink so much 
lemonade largely in preparation for tonight's performance... I'm also 
not sure how going to the bathroom, but not actually peeing would affect 
me... As for being chilly, it was a rather thin nightie, if I wanted 
something to keep me warm, I would have bundled up in some fluffy 
pajamas."

Leaning to the side, propping her elbow on the armrest and resting her 
head against her palm, Onpu's other arm crosses under her bust so her 
hand can rest in the crook of the supported elbow.

Chat: Do you remember an instance where you only just made it to the 
toilet Onpu? Also, what do you think is the best...asset of your body 
and do you mind showing it off for us?"

Chat: Yeah I get it, coldness doesn't matter you anyway. Then what about 
other cool drinks? We didn't see taking tea or Oy! Cola yet.

Chat: Are you still thirsty, Onpu? Or maybe you want to take those 
panties off?

"I like to think my best asset is my voice and face, but I'm not naive 
enough to believe I don't have plenty of boys and even girls who are 
only in my fanclub for my body... that said, I do think I have a rather 
delectable derriere." As if to prove her point, she turns around so 
she's kneeling in her seat, her rear to the camera as she bends over the 
backrest and sways her hips seductively.

Reaching a hand back, she starts to roll the waistband of her panties 
down her plump rump, slowly revealing the pale flesh of her half-moons.

Stopping just shy of exposing her feminine treasure to the camera, she 
sits back down, legs together as she slides the panties the rest of the 
way to her knees and lets them fall to the floor.

Keeping her thighs together, she leans towards the camera as she stands, 
 her face and hanging breasts filling the shot and then only her face.

The frame wobbles a bit as Onpu speaks, her face now dominating the 
frame, "I'm not really thirsty, but I'm sure all of you want me to 
consume liquids until I'm absolutely bursting and begging for mercy." 
The frame continues to bob as the background shifts, Onpu apparently 
walking, the camera held in front of her. "As for a time I barely made 
it, I can't say I can remember one..."

After a minute or two of quiet, she adds, "Well, I guess we should see 
what's in the fridge." With that, she turns the camera to show the 
inside of a refrigerator, various containers of food, drink,,,, and 
condiment within. "Let's see, we've got Oy! Cola," the camera zooms in 
on the door, 24 cans of the fizzy beverage stacked two high and two deep 
on one of it's shelves, "orange juice and milk," the camera focuses on 
two large jugs on the top shelf of the refrigerator proper, nearly 
identical except for one's contents being white and the other yellow, "A 
case of bottled water," The camera pans down to the bottom shelf, right 
above the crisper, where several dozen half-liter bottles of water 
stand, "and if none of the cold beverages seem appropriate for making me 
squirm for your entertainment, I have an electric kettle and a couple of 
fully-stocked tea chests."

Chat: Some Oy! Cola looks great!

Chat: Oy! Cola sounds good. Can you describe in more detail 
your...delectable derriere for us? Perhaps show it off in all its glory?

Chat: Oh, the camera sight went fuzzy for a moment, but I think I barely 
spotted your hidden treasure.. your derriere, I mean. Okay, when you 
feel boiled while drinking Oy! Cola, just take the juice too.

"Cola it is, then."  Comments Onpu, grabbing a 6-pack from the door 
before closing it.

Turning the camera back to show her face, she comments, "Not wasting any 
time, it seems." Giving the camera a coquettish smile and a wink before 
it zooms in on her collar bone and goes over her shoulder, showing her 
pert posterior bouncing and the back of her thighs alternately swinging 
in and out of frame as she resumes walking.

A minute or two later, the camera is back on its tripod as Onpu takes 
her seat, still naked, only one leg crossed over the opposite knee to 
block the camera's view of her crotch as she comments, "I hope you 
enjoyed that little display... Sorry if the angle wasn't the best, good 
walking shots are hard with a handheld camera." With that, she frees a 
can from the six pack she nestled between her thigh and the armrest 
before popping it open and taking a long draw.

Chat: I enjoyed well, that walking motion was good enough to attract me.

Chat: Also, you may not remember any instances for yourself, but have 
you been present at other times when your friends have 
been..compromised, bladder-wise?

Chat: You seem to be crossing your legs, is that to hide your crotch or 
to assist in holding back something else? What other....body movements 
do you know you do when you're trying to hold back your pee?

"Hmmm..." Hums Onpu, lowering the can from her lips, "I might have 
witnessed a time or two one of my friends or another young starlet was 
in need of a ladies' room, but those aren't really my stories to tell."

Leaning forward, her free hand gripping the front of the cushion as the 
foot resting atop her knee comes to the floor, she adds 
conspiratorially, "Perhaps I'm just being a tease and trying to make you 
work for the best bits."

Leaning back, she makes a show of spreading her thighs as much as 
possible, though sitting up straighter, her precious place sinking into 
the cushion as she takes another long draw from her can.

"But I suppose I should keep my legs spread to avoid accusations of my 
bladder bulge bothering me more than it is. With this, she brings her 
hand to her lower belly,, caressing a noticeable protrusion, lifting up 
on it from below to emphasize it's size. At the same time, she holds her 
can upsidedown as if to prove she's finished it.

Chat: That's a big bladder bulge you have there. How does it feel when 
you touch and rub it a bit?

Chat: That's a nice bladder you have there, but I also wonder if the 
cushion feels good on your precious place

Chat: Wow, it almost reached the limit. Do you think you can hold your 
big bladder while emptying all cans there?

"Hmmm..." the teen idol hums in thought, "My bladder does feel a bit 
firm resting against my palm... and I can feel it pulsing in time with 
my heartbeat... and the fleece upholstery does feel nice on my bare 
skin... even between my legs... As for finishing all six cans... there's 
only one way to find out."

With that, she sits the empty can out of frame and pops open the second 
to take a drink.

Chat: To never be desperate to pee while drinking three litres a day 
must take amazing bladder control! I imagine your bladder is full a lot 
even when you're not *desperate*, kinda like you are now. Do you ever 
feel anything at all? Does it feel good? ;)

Chat: Perhaps a bit of mental work would help. Could you try to explain 
to us how it would feel to let go a full bladder's worth of pee? In 
excruciating detail please :)

Chat: Oh, are you trying all cans straightly? I don't mind such resolute 
test, but I'd just like to say to slow down.
	
"Someone wanting me to slow my liquid consssumption?" comments Onpu, 
tilting her head to the side, "That's a bit of a surprise... Are you 
afraid I'll end the stream early if the pressure gets too much?" After 
taking another sip of cola, she continues, "Given the interests of the 
audience we seem to have attracted with these streams, I'm kind of 
surprise none of you have tried challenging my bladder moree directly... 
as for how emptying my bladder at the absolute limit would feel... Well, 
maybe I'll find out this evening."

With that, she takes another sip from her can of soda.

Chat: Well, you asked for it. Press on your bladder for five seconds 
then and see how that feels. Maybe try squatting on the floor as well 
and see how that's like.

Chat: Try doing the splits while chugging some Oy! Surely you can handle 
that, since your bladder can't be any fuller than it usually is when 
you're performing

Chat: Hmm... I'm not afraid of the early termination. I mean, your 
drinking performance is also a part of this stream, isn't it? I can't 
pass any enjoyable scene you act. But if you want to go ahead in higher 
tension, can you do the requests on the bed? It would test willpower to 
hold your bladder.

Holding the second empty can upside down, Onpu replies, "That doesn't 
sound too hard as she lowers her feet to the floor and gracefully slide 
off her seat into a squat. Pressing her palm to her bladder bulge, she 
starts counting aloud, "One ichi-sen, two ichi-sen, three ichi-sen, four 
ichi-sen, five ichi-sen."

Rising to her feet, Onpu bends over, briefly mooning the camera to 
retrieve a third can, and popping it open, starts to guzzle as she 
smoothly drops to the floor in a perfect split, her girlhood touching 
the carpet and her toes pointing in opposite directions.

When the third can has been emptied, she grabs the remaining half of the 
six pack and picks up the camera, giving the audience a close up of her 
breast as she moves it, tripod and all.

When the camera settles, the scene has changed to a twin bed, head and 
foot boards featuring an intricately curling pattern of white painted 
metal, the sheets a lavender silk.

Sitting on the bed, Onpu brings her legs up before rising into a squat, 
once more pressing her palm against her bladder as she counts, "One 
ichi-sen, two ichi-sen, three ichi-sen, four ichi-sen, five ichi-sen." 
continuing to hold the squat even as she places both hands atop her 
knees.