Title:           Celestia - Big Mac contest (PISS)
Author:          ShitPissWritefag
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First Edit:      Friday 20th of September 2013 05:59:39 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 20th of September 2013 05:59:39 PM CDT

>Celestia walked into her chambers, giving her guards strict orders not to enter, even if she could be in trouble.
>She would need some private time for this, and she cast a privacy spell on her room.
>The windows became tinted, and although she would still be able to see the outside world, none would be able to see inside.
>She had just came back from a meeting, one that had narrowly escaped from intact.
>The meeting itself was boring, the highlight of the event was one of the guards collapsing, bladder emptying itself after a brutal 12 hour shift.
>The warm yellow liquid, draining from gaps in the armor...
>Oh that sweet sweet nectar...
>It was a closely guarded secret, not even luna knew.
>Nobody knew about her watersports fetish.
>Horn glowing, a picture of her bladder appeared before her.
>It was her bladder, and it was brimming full.
>She had already started leaking on her walk here, and it had since grown into a slight stream.
>Shaking her flank, she felt the piss filled organ shake inside her, demanding relief.
>She brought her hoof to her pussy, feeling the wet labia of her body.
>Giving up all self control, her bladder erupted, sending a torrent of piss out of her.
>He hoof somewhat blocking her pussy, forced the torrent to spray out in all directions.
>The urine sprayed everywhere. The curtains, the walls, the floor, her bed, It did not matter to her.
>Her hoof, fighting against the stream, began to work its way inside her pussy.
>Slowly she began to pleasure herself, her hoof slowly making circles.
>Using a bit of energy, she begins to force the urine out of her bladder, doubling the intensity of the stream.
>She climaxes, sending a shower of magical sparks into the air.
>Finally her flow slows, and she is left lying down in a pool of her own fluids.
>After a few minutes, she gets up off the floor. Her coat has soaked up most of the fluid, but the smell still lingers in the air.
>This was the glory of having the biggest bladder, her stream could not be rivaled.
>Or maybe it could, having been the ruler of equestria for several thousand years, she got to see ponies change. See them adapt. See them evolve.
 
>A quick flash of her horn sends a pulse throughout her kingdom.
>It would penetrate every living pony, and show the average amount of fluid their bladder could hold.
>Slowly but surely, numbers came.
>Anything over a litre would come up, and anything under would be ignored.
>A few ponies came up. Spitfire, Rarity, Luna...
>Waiting for the spell, she begins to magic the liquid out of her coat and room.
>Levitating the floating ball of cold liquid, she stares at it for a brief moment more.
>And then she pours it into the toilet. Flushing it away forever.
>The spell flashes dead, having done it’s job.
>Looking over, she see’s only one more addition.
>Big Mac.
>2.7 litres.
>That was the biggest bladder size there by far. Bigger than luna’s.
>It might be even bigger than hers.
>A wave of dread waved over her.
>She loved her bladder, the feeling of it full, the release it gave her...
>The idea that a simple mud pony could ever dare try to out do her!
>A smile stretched across her face, she would put it to the test.
>A contest.
>Drinking as much as you could, and then being scored by how long you lasted, how big the stream, and by volume.
>Yes, a contest would do nicely. Then she would see who has the largest bladder.
>But for now she needed to practice. And have her engineers come up with a diluted liquid, one that would shorten the contest to no more than a few hours at best.
>Soon, she would put Big Mac to the test.