Might as well repost this one, too, even though it was only translated by me. It's a story from a Norwegian pee fetish forum. My English translation was originally posted here.
 
Hey, I am a 24 year old girl, and the other day was one of the most embarrassing things I have ever experienced. I work at a perfume shop on the ground floor of a mall, and today I had a stylist appointment on the third floor at three o' clock, and I had talked to my collegue who was to relieve me at three o' clock and arranged for her to arrive 15 minutes earlier. I had to pee so bad, but I was alone from 11-15 and had no chance to go to the bathroom, and the girl who was to relieve me was stuck in traffic and only arrived at about two minutes to three.
I had to pee so bad, but I figured it'd be okay, and I had to get to the stylist on time, so I ran there and sat in the chair to cut and dye my hair. Eventually I was almost done, and I thought "finally, 'cause now I'm close to peeing myself". But when the stylist had rinsed out the dye she said she would have to do it again, and when I sat there with that heat thing on my head I felt that I got close to losing it several times, I even did lose it once, but it was just a couple droplets. But when I was done and got up I felt it, "I'm peeing myself any minute, I'll just have to pay and run for the bathroom". And when I stood there and tried to pay there was something wrong with their card machine, and I stood there hopping from foot to foot and holding myself. Then the stylist went to get another girl to ask her for help.
And then it happened, it just gushed out! I had zero control, I had tight pale stonewashed jeans and winter boots on so it wasn't a problem for anyone to see what happened, and there were probably a thousand people at the mall. There was so much pee coming out, I never think I've peed so much in my life. It dripped down from my crotch and onto the floor, it gushed like a waterfall up along my buttocks and down my tights, and out between the zippers of my boots. My boots got so soaked it sounded like a wet sponge when I walked.
And I had to stand there until that other girl showed up, and they couldn't get the machine to work, so I had to go all the way through the mall to find a cash point with soaked pants! Then I had to go pay, then I had to go to the custodian for a bucket and mop to dry the huge puddle I'd left by the cash register at the stylist.
Then I had to go through the mall and across the market, through the town to the bus terminal and then get on the bus home, and then I wet myself again on the ride home. It wasn't deliberate, but since I was already soaking wet in and on my pants and in my panties it just came by itself, it was like it was just okay with my body. So on the bus home and from the bus stop I spurted repeatedly all the way.
To be honest, though, I have never felt so embarrassed but also so free simultaneously, and it was lovely! But the weird thing is, my body has kinda grown used to it, so the past four days I've awoken in the morning and felt that I have wet the bed 😕 . Plus I have wet myself once on the bus too, it's like I have no control over my bladder anymore, even though I know I do... has anyone else experienced this after an accident?
There you go, hope you enjoyed! It's translated very directly from Norwegian, so the 'tone' is probably a bit different from what you're used to, but hope you enjoy nonetheless 🙂 .

Originally posted here.
This is a story that I just have to share as it's the best real-life accident I've ever witnessed. It happened to a girl back in my High School 3D Animation class, I'll call her Michelle. She was 16, a tall, skinny, pale Asian, rather flat-chested, and on the day this happened she wore jeans and an all-white white t-shirt. The buses were fairly often late that year, so when you arrived on campus you often didn't have time to go to the bathroom as the bell would already have rung. On this morning, the first day of classes of the year as a matter of fact, Michelle arrived in the class just a bit late. It was a fairly large fine arts classroom, divided in two sections, one with these tall desks with stools instead of chairs, and the other with computers. I noticed Michelle because I have this thing for Asians, but I had no idea she had to pee at this point. Either way, we're told to fire up the computers and just play around with the 3d program for the duration of the class.
So we sit down on the computers and Michelle takes the seat right next to me. From the very beginning of the lesson she sits on her foot and fidgets, and at one point she says to the girl next to her, "I gotta pee". (She had my undivided attention at that point 😛 ). She keeps fidgeting all the way through the lesson, and at one point gives up playing with the computer and pulls back the chair a little and just sits there trying to hold it in. Now, of course I'd seen plenty girls desperate in class before, but I'd sorta given up hope of ever seeing a wetting because they'd either leave the classroom without permission or hold it until the bell, so I sat there thinking what a pity it was she wouldn't wet herself. How very wrong I would be 😄 .
About five minutes before the bell, we're told by the teacher to get back to the desks. Michelle, her need to pee probably worsened by having to walk back to the desks, sits on her stool doing this kind of "pedalling" with her feet, if you know what I mean, moving her feet up and down rapidly, obviously desperate to pee and counting minutes until the bell. I didn't want to stare, but I would look in her direction occassionally to "check on her". Then, a few minutes before we're dismissed, I take a look and she is suddenly sitting completely still, looking down at her desk with her mouth half-open. I remember her blushing the way some Asians do, right below the eyes. When we were dismissed the class left through two doors, and when she got out, after everyone else (taking really small steps, obviously bursting to go), she had a star-shaped spot on the front of her pants. I remember that I found it funny that it really didn't look wet, it just kinda had a darker colour than the rest of her jeans. I don't know if she made it or flooded herself because she went down a different hallway than me, but the bathroom was a ways away (half a minute to walk, but probably really far in her condition) and I imagine she probably at the very least peed more than she already had before she made it. Given that this was a big school with crowded hallways, even in the fine arts section, a lot of people probably saw her predicament, too. I feel sorry for her, but I'm incredibly grateful for having witnessed such an awesome desperation and accident, even though she didn't flood herself in front of us.

Authors note: I don't know how to make it outside of a blog, if anyone knows about it, please let me know.
 
Nick Jax, an ordinary man who worked in a marketing office, of which he worked in a small team of 6. The team had to figure out how to provide people with "above average" service. While some people just stuck with the "Play it cool" act, Ariel, one co-worker decided to take it to another level.
She sometimes did "special things" while she was alone with the clients. Since the clients were stressed enough, seeing a young, beautiful girl in her, ahem, birthday suit, was a relief and sometimes they enjoyed themselves. This improved longevity of the clients stay, and often said that she was great towards customers. Nobody really payed attention to her.. Lewdness, so everything was all fine.
One day though, Nick had to stay overtime, but Ariel had the impression that she was totally alone. Not only that, she was attending to a top paying client! So, there was some.. Special services. Nick started to return to his cubicle, until he heard something like.. Moaning..
"Mister Dongelle! More! Give me more of you!"
Nick, of curiousity, looked out of his cubicle, out of curiousity, and started to see that he has had basically nobody who paid over 6k, while Ariel suprisingly got someone who has paid about 10 times, even greater.
Then, at his anniversary, he was celebrated for his long work and dedication.
"To Jax, who has stuck with us since the very beginning. A toast for him, but.."
But?
"A big toast to Ariel, for raising everyone 100 thousand dollars to get this party started!"
"Cheers!" Said everyone.. But one man.
Nick was apauled. Ariel just took the spotlight that he was supposed to have, he was the very few people who decided to stick with the business.. Looking at her new.. Drink.. He had the perfect idea..
 
To be continued..

Originally posted here.
 
I got to witness a really desperate girl the other day.
Incredibly enough, this was right after I saw a slightly chubby blonde girl in jeans and a white raincoat, who had gotten off the light rail with some friends and had a wheeled suitcase with her. She was sort of moving her legs back and forth, and I swear I wondered if her pants weren't glistening. She also really blushed.

Either way, I was making my way ouf of the bus station mall when I heard a girl exclaim "I'm about to flood myself!" ("jeg holder på å tisse meg ut!"). At first I thought the speaker was one of two girls who were standing at the edge of the book store, but neither looked very uncomfortable. I continued towards the exit when I heard and saw a girl who sounded pretty upset. She was in her teens, with a very dark, almost black jeans and a big yellow raincoat, and she had blonde hair and a slightly chubby face. She was standing near a cash point (ATM) by a stairwell at the corner of two corridors near one of the exits, talking to a guy her own age sitting at the foot of the stairs. I don't remember what she said exactly, but it was obvious she really needed to pee. She stood at the cash point, fidgeting with her legs a little, and eventually made a sound of frustration as she yanked the card out. She seemed really stressed, almost angry, and asked him "don't you have any money? Not even one crown?". Again, I don't remember word for word what went down and I didn't hear what the guy said, but eventually she exclaimed "pee outside?!" and something like "I'm peeing in my pants in five minutes!" as she went out the door alone. 
The doors led to a kind of "balcony" with a ramp leading to a small kind of square, with the library at the other end, and I seem to recall her pausing here for a second, weighing her options. Controversially, a lot of the public bathrooms at malls and the library, etc. require you to pay a token sum with your card, which is obviously a problem if you're broke. She went down the ramp down to the square and headed first towards the library before quickly realising it was closed, the windows dark. She headed to the right towards the corner of the library, and turned around looking down the square, mouth open, obviously thinking fast. She continued onwards around the corner, and, after waiting for a passing bus, crossed the road and continued briskly up the street. She obviously had no plan, and there was something really exciting about seeing a girl that desperate with no idea of where she could pee.
By now she was talking on her phone, obviously still exasperated, possibly either talking to her friend from earlier or trying to get someone to wire her money, and I realised I might see this girl lose it and flood herself. I even imagined what it would be like to see the pee running down the back of her jeans. I followed her as she passed an intersection (I was going this direction anyway, don't freak out) and eventually got to a pretty small "park" at the corner of an intersection. She stopped here, and just before she hung up, her free hand went out in a kind of "are you kidding me?!" gesture with her palm facing up before it had to go to her crotch to hold back the flood.
She must have been really bursting, either realising she had far less than the five minutes she had announced to her boyfriend, and/or aware she had very few other options, because she proceeded to go into a kind of pretty wide "alley" formed by the art college on the left, and the tall, thick bushes bordering the park to the right. I continued onwards, of course, but when I looked through all the bushes from the other end of the corner "park" (there are bushes on both sides of it), it was hard for the bright yellow of her raincoat not to stand out even through all the foliage, and I understood that after pausing a little, or maybe undoing the button and zipper of her pants, she squatted in the end of the alley.
Mind you, this was in downtown and the "alley" faced a fairly busy two-lane street, even though of course drivers and pedestrians don't have any reason at all to look down the alley, it was near the centre of a big city and in broad daylight, so she must have been bursting to resort to pee there. I'd post a street view picture of the alley, but I don't want to make it too obvious which city I live in. 
I walked on up the street, pausing for a traffic lights to turn green so I could cross the road, and a minute or so after she squatted I saw her standing at the edge of the park talking to her friend, who had apparently followed her, still exasperated and angry, saying something that ended with "#@*"& pee myself!" ("...jævla tisse i buksen!"), possibly something like "I had to pee myself so #@¤& bad!". I hope he was supportive and comforted her, and I'm glad she made it without peeing herself even though it was probably really embarrassing to her to have to pee there.
I have obviously seen desperate girls before, and even girls in wet pants, but this is the first time I've seen, maybe, at least, pee running down a girl's legs as she pees, and such a truly desperate girl with nowhere to pee - and it's the first time I see two desperations/accidents on the same day.

Not sure how long it will last but enjoying it none the less. I suspect at least 2 more hours. I put on a pullup under cotton boxers. I've about finished two large cups of coffee and have had ample water as well over the day.
I am getting pretty desperate to go. Unfortunately I need to do more than pee now. That was unplanned. Considering my options.