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  1. Just a classic "couldn't hold it" wetting vid with some desperation. The girl, her sweater, the facial expressions, even down to her little shorts and legs getting wet. Everything's cute about this video. Kind of a cuteness overload. CutenessOverloadWetting.mp4
    44 points
  2. I've been debating a while whether to post this (so it was not really yesterday). But it has been so much fun and made me so happy that I wanted to share it with you guys. Little warning: It gets sexual towards the end. Maybe some of you can relate to the ups and downs in our shared interest: I had the omo bug really bad the past couple of days before Christmas. So I've been spending a lot of time here on the forums, watching videos and reading naughty stories. I also had some solo play planned but whenever I tried to enjoy a thorough wetting, something unexpected came up. Yesterday afternoon I couldn't take it any longer. We had just finished playing a board game with the fam and my beautiful wife put the game away. I approached her from behind, put my arms around her slim waist and asked: "Erm...Honey, how about we play another special game tonight, hm? Do you by chance feel a bit naughty today?" She turned around, looked me in the eyes with a sexy smile and raised her left eyebrow just a bit to indicate that she was intrigued to learn more about what I had in mind. You know, my wife is not really into omo herself but other than that she is really fun and kinky in the bedroom. And she loves to turn me on. So from time to time she indulges me with some wet fun when she's in the right mood. I was hoping for that yesterday. So I hugged her tight, started to kiss her neck and whispered in her ear: „How about we both stop using the bathroom from let's say 6pm onwards. And when we have some privacy, we open ourselves a nice bottle of champagne and watch a movie together. Your choice. And whoever wets his pants last, gets a kinky wish granted by the loser. What do you think about that?" I held my breath for a second but the mischievous sparkle in her eyes and her widening grin showed me that I apparently had chosen a good moment. She kept me dangling for several heartbeats, still grinning and said: "Ooookaaay, so that's what you've been thinking about all afternoon long. You seemed a bit distracted. Hmmmm...😉 Sounds like fun, I'm in. But please not on the couch! How about we make ourselves comfortable with a cozy blanket and some cushions on the living room floor in front of the couch so you can lose without ruining it? Don't get your hopes up honey, Ima win this." She tried to give me kind of a competitive stare-down look but couldn't keep a straight face and burst out laughing while she went into the basement to get a bottle of champagne and put it in the fridge. So it was on. And we kept teasing each other for the entire evening while we both were getting more and more excited and hardly could keep our hands from each other. Apparently, she was quite confident that she would win knowing how fast champagne usually makes me desperate to pee. At the dinner table at around half past six, she even gulped down an additional glass of water, while she looked me straight into the eyes and gave me that "I'm watching you" gesture again with her playful smirk. When we finally had some privacy in the evening, we made ourselves comfortable on the couch in front of the TV and opened the first bottle. I had already prepared the blanket and the cushions on the ground in front of us eager to start our kinky holding game. She wore her long brown hair in a ponytail and was wearing a comfy woolen "around the house" skirt with a black & white pattern, a pink string tanga underneath, a matching bra and her favorite turquoise cashmere top. I really like that top on her because it is super soft to the touch and at the same time quite tight fitted and nicely accentuates her boobs. I even asked if she wanted to change into something less delicate to wash but she declined with an innocent look on her face: "Why? Don't you think this will look good on me wet?" she repied while pressing her boobs together, presenting them from all sides and caressing them until her perky nipples started to point in my direction. Gawd I love that woman! When she decides to indulge me, she goes "all-in" and really celebrates to make me horny af. No hesitation, no sign of discomfort. I was btw wearing a black polo shirt and black track pants over boxers and felt somewhat underdressed now. Nevermind, we switched the TV on and I handed her the first glass of champagne. Of course she picked a comedy movie that she thought was right down my alley in order to make me laugh while I was desperate to pee. Mean girl. After the first glass she continued teasing me: "Hey hon, are you already feeling it? We both know how fast you react to sparkling wine, right?" Me: "Not that much actually. Might be that I'm still a bit dehydrated from the gym this afternoon." Her: "Cheater!„ she replied with a wink and took the last sip from her glass. "Drink up and refill!" 30 mins later, second glass: Her: "Now I'm starting to really feel it, how about you?" Me: "Yeah, same. I definitely could pee now if I wanted to. But since you are in such a competitive mood today, I'll put up a good fight for you. Cheers, honey!" Again 30 mins later, third glass. We were not really paying attention to the movie anymore and rather making out on the couch just occasionally pausing to take another sip from our glasses: Her: "Puuuuh, if I would be allowed to use the bathroom, I'd definitely go by now. But I'll hold on. I want to win this." Me: "Oh yah? I really feel it now too. But I think I can hold on for at least another 20 minutes." I grinned and took another sip trying not to lose my poker face. The pressure was already quite intense, but not overly painful or even close to having an accident (not that I ever had a genuine one, I usually can't resist to give in waaay earlier to pee my pants 😈.)" A couple of minutes later, she started to try tickle me and press on my bladder in between kisses: "Come on, pee yourself already. I know you want to." Oh how I love it when she is so competitive and playful. I jumped in on it, and tried to tickle her back. That little pillow fight she started apparently backfired when she lost a first spurt into her panties: "Oh shit, stop it, STOP IT! I just lost a drop or two. Not enough that it would count though. Don't even think about it." Me: "Hmmmmmm oh really? May I feel it?" And I reached for under her skirt. Her: "No, NO, keep your hands off me!!! I still wanna win. Oh my gawd, I really have to goooooo!" She was crossing her legs by now, one hand firmly pressing on her pussy and wriggling up and down in her seat. She looked so adorable with her blushed cheeks and biting her lip. Her: "Oh my, I'm sorry. I'm not gonna make it through the entire movie. I need to pee soooo badly, I'm gonna wet myself any minute now." She clenched her teeth and slowly moved her sexy ass from the couch down onto the blanket. "Damn you, I can't believe I'm about to lose this. I'm BURSTING!.... What's wrong with you today? Normally champagne makes you run for the bathroom every hour. Jeeez". Honestly, I have no idea what was different this time that I managed to hold my pee that long despite drinking my personal kryptonite. I was still doing comparably OK. Probably pure willpower because I so wanted to see her pee herself right there in our living room. But still I moved down with her onto the blanket and held her while she was still fighting, breathing heavily and squirming around. About five minutes later she accepted defeat: "Damn, I can't hold it any longer. YOU WIN!" And with a vicious grin she added: "But I'll take you down with me" With that she jumped up and onto my lap, tightly straddled me with her thighs, quickly got rid of her top and bra, gave me a deep kiss...and relaxed. Within a second I could feel her hot wetness spread around my crotch accompanied by that sexy hissing sound. She moaned and sighed in relief as she emptied her full bladder on top of me. I think she peed for at least one minute straight and we were sitting in a big puddle on the floor. I can't even begin to explain how turned on I was. And I was by no means able to let go as well and add to the hot mess (you guys know why). So I lifted her drenched skirt up, pulled her string tanga aside and started to caress her pussy while she was still peeing. The whole game seemed to have turned her on quite a bit as well because she was not only wet from pee down there to say the least. She apparently really enjoyed what I was doing, leaned back and rested her head on the coffee table so I could better reach her clit. As she was close to climax she threw her head around and toppled over my glass that fell to the ground and shattered. But she didn't even realize it. Or didn't care. Neither did I. To see her moaning with pleasure, bare breasted against the TV light, while her hot piss pooled in my lap and seeped through over my hard cock and down my balls was definitely one of the sexiest moments I ever experienced. While I focused my attention on pleasuring her I finally managed to relax enough to get the stream started as well, soaking my pants and her skirt even more. Sooo freaking good. I think I was still peeing when she had an intense orgasm and collapsed on top of me. Best.Day.Ever! When she slowly came back to this world, she realized that I was now peeing as well. She reached down between us, grabbed my dick and let the pee flow over her hand as she started to stroke me. Still a bit absent she said: "Hmmmmmmmm...That was good... But looks like you won. So I have to grant you a kinky wish. What is it, hon?" I really didn't know what else to say other than: "You just did! That was one of the sexiest things you ever did for me. You can have my wish if you want it." She lifted her head up, kissed me and replied: "How about we both get naked, you quickly toss that wet stuff in the laundry and then you come up into the bedroom and fuck me? How about that?" I'll say it again: Best.Day.Ever! Still can't believe it played out like that. But I swear it happened exactly like I wrote it down. Here's a picture of me right after our little challenge as I put the broken glass away and before I followed her naughty wet footsteps upstairs into the bedroom to grant her wish. I know it looks like I was the loser. But believe me I wasn't.😊
    35 points
  3. Hiii I haven’t been on this site in months tbh so I’m pretty behind in sharing stories but I’ve had some experiences lately I thought everyone might enjoy!! For more, follow me on twitter @roseybabydoll but you must have your age in bio to be approved! So I went out with some gal pals to the bar last month in between cold snaps, we go to an LGBT club on womens/sapphic/ladies’ nights whatever the the theme night for wlw is. I had a LOT to drink and I arrived a little stoned so I was pretty silly and drunk and drinks run right through me. I had to pee really bad but I was having fun chatting with my friends and drinks are really expensive and I didn’t want to “break the seal” you know what I mean? So I kept putting off going to the bathroom and ignoring my need to go. Of course I was also kind of turned on by the full bladder feeling, so lots of reasons that I was holding it lol. When I really have to go, I always leak a few drops accidentally so when I felt myself leak a tiny bit for the third or fourth time I finally went to the bathroom. Of course there was a bit of a line, but I kept holding it, doing a little dance in place until a stall opened. I rushed inside but I wore a belt that night!! So dumb lol. I kept trying to get it undone but I was seriously drunk and it has a tricky buckle so I couldn’t get it and with the toilet right in front of me, I was about to completely wet myself (and I was in tight baby blue light jeans, it would have been crazy obvious). So I step outside of the hall and apologetically announce that I’m super drunk and I have to pee soooo bad if someone could undo my belt for me. Of course, being surrounded by queer girls, someone instantly came to help and a really hot tall girl came and undid the belt for me, but she was struggling with it too! Drunk girls and belts don’t mix. So I was bouncing and I was like omg omg I’m gonna start peeing, but she finally got the belt open and I ran into the stall without closing the door and yanked my pants down just in time — EXCEPT I forgot to pull my panties down!! Me and this girl were still looking at each other and laughing literally as I peed full force through my panties (light gray cotton) and I kept saying sorry for not closing the door but we both just kind of laughed about it. It was embarassing but also kind of hot to let a stranger see me do that, but we both found it kind of funny so it wasn’t terribly weird. I closed the stall door when I could stand and took the panties off, just threw them out and went the rest of the night without them. Sorry this wasn’t too eloquently told ha ha but I thought everyone would get a kick out of it. Don’t wear complicated belts and drink!!
    34 points
  4. If you haven’t ready the back story of my wife’s predicament then I highly suggest you do. As promised…Here is the video I grabbed just in time to catch the first leak and the eventual flood of her pants on a public street. Sorry for the amateur editing and for her privacy I had to take the sound out also….And YES she knows I’m posting this. And she would love to hear y’all’s feedback since she is wanting to actually start a MV page strictly offering real deal accidents and wettings. FullSizeRender.MOV
    32 points
  5. I still can't believe this really happened, but two days ago, my girlfriend seriously leaked in her pants at a comedy theatre. Before, we went to a Christmas market and had some drinks with two of my girlfriend's male work colleagues/friends. It was also their idea to attend the comedy event. I only knew them briefly, but my girlfriend meets them quite often and they are nice and fun to be around. From the Christmas market we took a local train in the direction of the comedy theatre. On the way to the train station we boys all took a leak in between some bushes and trees. Only my girlfriend Sara did not go, but also never mentioned that she has to pee. Only on the train I realized that she seemed a little restless and anxious to me, but I guess she overplayed it quite well as she laughed and talked like always. However, when we got off the train she crossed her legs quite hard when we had to wait at a traffic light. I asked her if something is wrong and she quickly replied that she needs a toilet really really bad. But we were only five minutes away from the comedy theatre. When we got there, there was a huge line for the entrance and the checkroom right after because it was mandatory to leave your wardrobe there. When we queued at the back of the line, my girlfriend looked really unhappy and almost stopped participating in any conversations. She could hardly stand still and now constantly rubbed one leg on the other or crossed them. One of the other guys also realized that she got unusually quiet and asked her what is wrong. She replied that she had to pee very bad and is now regretting that she did not visit a bathroom somewhere at the Christmas market. The queue then moved constantly, but slowly. After about five minutes, Sara left us briefly and took a look around the corner. I guess she wanted to skip the queue, but there was a narrow staircase full of people where you could hardly get through. After about 15 minutes of waiting and just before the entrance, Sara suddenly bent forward and gripped her thighs really hard with her hands. When she looked up again her face looked really stressed and annoyed. "Oh my gaawd, this is ridiculous, why do we have to fuckin wait so long!?". "What's up, Sara?" one of the guys asked? "Is it bad or what?" Sara: "Oh my gaawd, I have to use the bathroom so freakin bad right now. I'm not even sure how much longer I can hold it..." "Don't pee your pants!!!", one of the guys said and we started laughing. "And don't think about waterfalls!!", which led to more laughter. Sara only replied: "Yeah, I'm trying my best to hold it..." We then passed the entrance, but had to wait another five minutes before we could leave our jackets and stuff at the checkroom. Sara was getting really frantic now. She was wearing tight blue jeans and danced on the spot or pressed her thighs together every few seconds. She also briefly stroked over her crotch with one hand every now and then when she thought nobody was looking. One of her colleagues now also realized that she seemed to be in a bad state and asked her laughing: "Are you okay, Sara? Or shall we tickle you to make it worse?" We boys started laughing and even Sara had to smile. "Don't fucking make me laugh...." I felt that I also kind of had to pee again, so I could only imagine how all the drinks must press on Sara's bladder. When Sara took off her jacket she did a curtsy and pressed her legs together really hard. "Ok, where the fuck are the toilets now?" We did not know the location, so we asked at the checkroom and they told us to just follow the crowd. We tried to walk as quickly as possible, but there were many people ahead of us. Then suddenly Sara stopped dead in her tracks, crossed her legs really hard and grabbed her crotch with one hand. I think only I saw it first because the other two went a little ahead, but then also stopped. As soon as they looked at Sara, she took away her hand from her crotch, but still stood with her legs crossed. The other boys came closer and one of them asked: "What's wrong? Is it really that bad?" Sara replied breathless: "Yeahh....I can't even walk anymore...if I don't find a bathroom right now, I will start to piss in my fuckin pants, I'm not kidding!" We promised to find a toilet for her because we also had to go again. Sara started walking again slowly, but now she had one hand close to her crotch the whole time. We then came to the bar area and also spotted a sign for the toilets in the corner. We went in that direction, but quickly realized that there were some lines as well. There was even a line for the men's toilet, but it seemed to move faster than the women's. When Sara saw the line she almost broke down. "This can't be happening! Oh my gawd!" I tried to cheer her up and said that it looks like it won't take that long, but it did not work because Sara replied: "I can't wait anymore, I can't! There must be another bathroom somewhere. If I don't find another one, I'm gonna piss my pants, I'm serious. I really can't hold this anymore." We then asked a security guy about another bathroom, but he said that for normal guests there is only that one. Sara now had tears in her eyes, but we convinced her to queue still. We boys then queued for the men's, but it took us only maybe 5-7 minutes to be out again. When we got back, I could not spot Sara anywhere. She must have made it to the front of the crowd already. We then decided to get some beers from the bar and went in line there. When we had our beers we stood around somewhere close to the bathrooms. It took another 10 minutes until Sara finally arrived. Even from some distance away I could see that she looked flustered and exhausted. She came closer very slowly and when I realized that she spotted us, she pretended to look away and go in another direction quickly. But I shouted "Hey Sara" and she turned around and slowly and reluctantly walked in our direction and had both hands in front of her jeans crotch. I immediately sensed that something was wrong. When she reached us I wanted to give her her beer, but she did not want it and said that she had to go home because she does not feel well. "What's wrong?", I asked. Sara: "Eehh, I just don't feel well, so I wanna go home." Without saying anything else, she turned around and wanted to walk away quickly. But she made sure that she held her handbag over her butt area while walking away. Can you imagine what happened next? 😄
    32 points
  6. Today was like any other day. Went to work (we work for the same company) but, decided to leave early and grab some lunch and drinks from a local joint nearby we frequent. First off let me say that she knows my obsession with Watersports and specifically OMO. And has recently gotten more involved with my fetish for me. So, as we were eating and knocking back some drinks she had gotten up a couple of times “breaking the seal” per say. But after that she didn’t budge from her seat the rest of the time we were there being about 3hrs. She ended up telling me that she wanted to have some fun at home and attempt to hold it for the car ride back so she would be nice and full when we arrived which is about a 15min ride. So I said to let me know when she felt like it was a good time to leave. It wasn’t much longer after that conversation she looked at me and said she was starting to experience bladder cramps/spasm and that she needed to leave and get home. She went to stand up and instantly I knew this was going to be a bad situation for her as she acted like she could barely stand straight up and that she had probably waited too long. We paid and left with about a 5min walk to the car. About 3/4 of the way to our parking spot she hobbled over with another spasm and picked up the pace. We made it almost to the car when another major spasm caused her to completely lose control and like a waterfall start peeing in her light blue jeans in broad daylight in a very busy public area. Right there in front of me she stood helplessly pissing her self in public. A real dream come true for me. And the best part of it all is I caught it all on video. Which I will be editing and posting soon……STAY TUNED.
    31 points
  7. I woke up, drank a bunch of water then got horny when I realized o had to go so I drank more and more and held it. Then I made myself smoke with my legs wid open and I def lost of few spurts in my pants. I promptly wet myself almost completely for fun after the accidental leaks and came very hard. But I got embarrassed after I came lol and didn’t record more… but god I love being a bad pissed on girl.
    31 points
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    27 points
  9. I was at work the other night from 4pm till midnight, working with one other person. Their shift ended at 9pm so from 9-12 I’m alone. I was sitting in the office doing some work after my coworker left and I started sneezing. I’ve been sneezing non-stop lately. I still have to wear a mask to work as I’m a healthcare worker and the air is so dry I’m just constantly sneezing and sniffling. On my third sneeze i felt my bladder involuntarily leak, which was odd because I absolutely did not have to pee at all. But I sneezed again before I could stop the leak and I completely peed myself and my desk chair. It happened so fast, like my sneezing just pushed all the pee in my bladder out at once. I was stunned. I don’t typically have incontinence issues so I think it was just a fluke. I didn’t have a lot of pee in me but I was sitting in a leather chair so there was a small puddle under me. Since I was working alone I didn’t bother getting up right away and just went back to work, which was incredibly hard to do because I was so insanely turned on. I kept mindlessly grinding my crotch into the chair. After about 30 minutes I got up to inspect the damage. I had black leggings on so you couldn’t see where I had wet. Literally just thinking about it gets me so turned on
    26 points
  10. So it’s been a couple weeks since this actually happened to me. I had gone a decent amount of time since my last accident. For those wondering I don’t ever just pee myself on purpose but I do usually like to set myself up in desperate situations and just see how it plays out. well a couple weeks ago I had been quite sick with what I assume was the flu or a horrible cold. I didn’t have health insurance with my new job yet so I didn’t want to fork out the bill for a doctor so Day and NyQuil it was 🤣 so anyway I’m the type that will stay pretty well hydrated anyway but especially when I’m sick. This time was no different. so I had been in bed most of the day and around 9:30-10:00 pm I just could not sleep and had a burst of energy. I was staying with my mom and dad for the Holliday and mom had her Jeep blocking my Hyundai in and I just had a random craving to go out driving around as the weather was decent and I wanted out of the house so bad after being stuck there for a couple days. so as I mentioned I stay very hydrated when I’m sick because I swear it helps to mend myself up faster. well silly typical me didn’t even think about it and threw on a hoodie and my jeans and boots and just took off without thinking. well I drove about 30 minutes away to my old best friends area and decided to turn around because I started feeling a need to pee and it was growing fast. it was late at night and seemingly everything was closed so I couldn’t just stop somewhere. then of course, in the most unfortunate fashion I get stuck by a slow ass train. it takes over 10 minutes to cross and with me just sitting there thinking about having to pee it just gets worse and worse and worse to the point where I’m squirming with my hand in my crouch and bouncing. FINALLY it’s down and I’m sitting there bouncing enough to where I feel like the car behind could see me, mind you I have a 25 minute drive home at least. k get about 5 minutes downs the road and realize that I’m just flat out not going to be able to make it so I start scouring for solace to stop and to no avail I just don’t and the inevitable happens in my moms Car. I start peeing in my pants and I just. Can’t stop it. I peed for a solid 20 seconds and start to hear it trickle over the edge of the seat and manage to stop it, needless to say I’m just appalled that I just pissed myself in my moms car but I also really have to go still. I manage to make it home the rest of the way squirming and dancing to try not to make any more of a mess and I swear to god the second I step out of the car I lose it and completely flood my jeans.. thank god I was hydrated and my pee didn’t stink I up her car. I did scrub it down in a timely yet snarky manor. anyway here are the pictures from my night ENJOY!
    26 points
  11. Despite my Omo interests I don’t actually like or try to get myself in these situations. None the less it seems to keep happening to me, and I feel it’s only right to record some of these experiences as contribution to all the content posted here. Some important context: I am female, 22 years old and am enrolled in university. It is important to note that I am not one of those people who drops what they are doing and runs to the bathroom as soon as I feel the urge. It just doesn’t seem to bother me enough to warrant that reaction, which might also be one of the main reason I find myself in these unfortunate situations sometimes haha. I will wait it out until it is convenient / Not awkward and 99% of the time that’s fine. However, sometimes the situation keeps compounding on itself until I take it too far. These are some of the desperations I have gotten myself into within the last few months which were completely unintentional. 1. Sitting and studying at University This is one I felt really stupid and embarrassed for. I like to carry a lot of stuff with me when I’m studying. I’m not a huge fan of etextbooks but I also need my laptop for software which means I need a fairly large space to spread out when I’m working on school. My university has one particular large common room areas with large tables where students can free sit and study, which quickly became my go-to spot. The closest bathroom in this area is somewhat far but not unreasonably so, being just around the corner in one of the adjoining halls. One day around midterms I woke up feeling quite dehydrated and stressed, having been up late the night before drinking too much caffeine. I got dressed and grabbed some granola bars and water before heading out rather hastily. I had a midterm later that afternoon and planned to study for a few hours before classes started, and I don’t believe I used the bathroom before leaving since I had gone before bed. I grabbed a coffee with an extra espresso shot on the way to school, and again felt quite dehydrated when I arrived. I filled my water bottle at a fountain before sitting down at my favorite table in the study space, unpacking a mountain of various learning material and getting to work. I had to pee a tiny bit but it was extremely minor. These small urges often come in waves for hours sometimes without me ever getting close to a state of real desperation and I had class in 2 hours so I would just go then. However, I must not have been aware how out-of-sync I was with my usual habits. After consuming my water bottle, the pulsating tingling sensation of needing to pee was strengthening rapidly between my thighs, making it increasingly frustrating to concentrate. This was the moment I realized I had put myself into a predicament. It was about 9am and the campus was filling up fast with people. If I were to go to the bathroom down the hall and around the corner, I would be concerned about someone stealing my laptop and textbooks. However, having all my stuff sprawled everywhere would annoyingly take me at least 5 minutes to pack up, and leaving might have led my table to be taken. I decided to continue to hold on. My body clenched my legs together on and off while I tried to stay on task. However, within 45 minutes of sitting down the pulsations of desperation became almost constant which was infuriatingly difficult to ignore. I don’t have a large butt which I think enables this haha, but one of the things I do when I get desperate while sitting is start grind my pelvis into the seat nonrhythmically, sort of straightening and drooping my torso and spine as I roll and press my crotch onto my seat. As I was subconsciously entering this state, a girl from my class saw me as she walked by and we started chatting about the midterm. I was pretty desperate but thought I was doing a good job of not showing it. My classmate eventually sat down at my table and I attempted to clear a spot for her. This was great news! I knew I could soon slip to the bathroom while she kept our table and watched my stuff. However, her next comment made my heart pound with anxiety. “Umm, Are you feeling ok?” she asked. I realized she likely noticed my arrhythmic up and down movements which I hadn’t even fully been aware of myself. I responded something similar to “Oh what? Just a bit tired and stressed but ill be fine hopefully haha.” This was a terrible mistake because it now meant I had to wait at least a bit longer before leaving for the bathroom. I continued to sit trying to keep my movements to a minimum and tried to focus on my work. However the relentless prickling pee desperation persisted, poking violently at my urethra until my subconsciously was forces to continue my rocking to subdue the feeling. Brutally, only a few minutes after my classmate sat down and just before I was about to get up she spoke again “It looks like you need to go to the bathroom.” I cringed inside but said “Yeah I do haha, I’m going now, can you watch the stuff.” I can’t believe it was that obvious, I felt pretty stupid. I wasn’t even holding that much, I think the saturation of irritants from the coffee what making the tingling more pronounced. From then on I always made sure to not hold it for that long and just pack up if no one could watch my stuff. 2. Hitting the café after class This story happened after class. It was 1:30 but one of my labs got moved so I was off for the rest of the day. Instead of going home I decided to go to a nearby café. I had to pee slightly after class but so did everyone else and the bathroom was crowded so I decided just to wait till I got to the café. The café was a 10 minute walk which I enjoyed, and when I got there the café was surprisingly busy with a huge lineup. I wanted a little break anyways so I didn’t mind waiting, although I also noted that my urge to urinate was slowly increasing. Finally made it to the front and ordered a coffee and a sandwich for dine in. The server warned me that there were not many tables left, and if I don’t immediately see one there might be some free tables in the back. Since I was there to both eat and study it was vital that I claimed a reasonably sized table. After quickly evaluating the main dining areas of the café I went to go check the back like the waiter suggested. Sure enough, one table which had two women who were just packing up to leave. I thanked them and gratefully sat down to wait for my food. The problem with my chain of decisions becomes obvious as I haven’t solved my bathroom issue yet, but I figured I would wait for my food first and make that a later problem. I took out my iPad and started highlighting notes to pass the time. I knew perfectly well that I could hold it in for a while longer and continued working for probably another 20 minutes. My food and drink finally came, which snapped me back into focus of how bad my desperation was getting. Once again, I had subconsciously began grinding my lower crotch into my chair and rocking up and down as my desperation steadily increased with each passing wave. It was at this time that I decided to look for a bathroom, but looking around the only one I could see in the back room anyways was one that said “out of order.” Slightly annoyed I sat back down and considered my next move. I only wanted to stay an hour or so anyways so I decided again to wait it out. This strategy worked for a while and I actually go some work done, but eventually the surging desperation became too constant and unbearable. I got up and brought my dishes to the counter, unable to see a bathroom. In hindsight I probably could have just asked but the café was still quite busy and getting someone’s attention also might have been difficult. Regardless, I proceeded to leave the café and walk back to my house about 20 minutes away. I was probably walking a little funny some of the way back. I Pull my yoga pants as high as they could go to add pressure, and tend to tense up my legs and brush my thighs together with every stride but I’m pretty sure I looked normal enough. It was a ridiculous situation which could have been avoided but the pieces just didn’t come together for me to get to a public bathroom. I was very desperate trying to unlock and get through my door, at which point I did not do a great job at hiding it. After rattling my key for a few seconds, my hand diving into my crotch and shivering a bit until the desperation faded away. The funny part was, as soon as I actually got inside I think I decided to keep holding for fun. Without the concern of onlookers, I probably held it for another hour or two in my bed before finally releasing on the toilet, realizing I had better things to do. 3. Out with friends Christmas shopping This story happened just last week as I was Christmas shopping. Two friends from high school and one of their boyfriends were with me throughout the trip, names Katie, Abby, and Jason (Abby’s boyfriend). We were driving to various stores to shop for our families in a business park, basically a large complex of multi-lane secondary highways connecting large box-office stores in a mess of intersections and parking lots. I don’t particularly like driving in such areas and even though this one is just outside the city I live and I have been many times I still tend to get lost due to its confusing layout. Regardless I was the designated driver on this adventure, and due to the proximity of Christmas the entire area was packed with people and cars. We were having a lovely afternoon. Having just came from the mall, we had already had a delicious lunch of Thai food and large fruit smoothies, and were about to hit a book store when Jason and Abby began calling for ice cream. Me and Katie were not particularly impressed with this request since we had lunch not too long ago, but never the less we decided drop into a Diary Queen, at which I just ordered an Ice tea. Katie also had a pop, while the two jokers sitting in the back got their ice creams. This led to a rather large delay and I started to worry that we would not be able to make it to all the stores I needed to go to. It didn’t help that I was taking forever at the book store once we arrived. The store was massive and trying to find the novel which was exactly the right fit for my dad was hard to narrow down. Katie was trying to help me while Abby and Jason were mostly goofing around which was hilarious but not helpful. It took me over an hour to find a few books I actually wanted to buy and after a long lineup we finally made it out to our next store. This was a gigantic home-hardware style department store which all of us were invested in exploring for gifts. I hadn’t used the bathroom since I left my house that morning and browsing isles that I felt the first instinct to pee. Just small jolts of tingling desperation that slowly crept up if I stood still for long enough before quickly fading away. As you might have guessed by now, I consider this quite minor and not something worth taking action over. However, it’s worth noting that large department stores such as this don’t have obvious public bathrooms. You would at least have to awkwardly ask an employee and even then I would be worried about getting denied, so this is a situation I would avoid regardless. We probably spent another hour in this store, especially after trying to gather everyone up and were getting a bit tired of shopping by the end. We were planning to hit a sports store but it was getting dark and I got some requests to skip that part of the pan and Just head home. Unfortunately, I still quickly wanted to check out a golf store before leaving the business park to see if I could find something for my grandparents. I said I would be quick and my friends agreed. Katie came in with me presumably to check it out check while Abby and Jason waited in the car. “I hope there’s a bathroom in here, I need to go kinda bad” she told me joyfully, and we laughed. I told her I was too scared to ask at the Canadian Tire and she agreed. The golf store was empty besides a few employees. I walked around for a few minutes with Katie, pretending to know the details on what I was looking for but in reality I am not interested and no nothing about golf. Katie then went up to an employee and asked if they had a bathroom, but the salesman reluctantly said it was only for employees. We walked around for a few more minutes, pausing every once and a while as I investigated the labels on various gloves, balls, and tees. Katie wasn’t making much conversation and was shifting around uncomfortably, and finally told me she was going to go wait in the car. I felt bad, realizing that she probably wasn’t joking when she said she needed to use the bathroom and I made a note to wrap it up quick. My own desperation had also greatly increased since the hardware store, still definitely manageable but getting more annoying. Piercing shocks of desperation were enveloping my vagina area, now too potent to ignore and made me tremble in place momentarily. I squeezed my legs together and shifted my hips to remove the feeling, still trying to gather meaning out of the different descriptions of labels and constantly checking my Christmas list to not deviate from my notes. After asking for some direction from the employees I finally gathered some items I was satisfied with. I got back to some very tired friends who were still in good spirit but obviously ready to go home. Katie was leaned on the door trying to sleep and Abby and Jason were cuttled laughing at their phones. “What took you so long? That was forever.. You’re too thoughtful of a shopper they’ll like whatever you give them.” Abby was saying as I pulled away. I laughed and we put on some music to enjoy the rode home. It was dark now however, my bladder was sending me a constant moan of desperation, and with plenty the honking and cutting people off none of the other cars seemed to be in a good mood. This I think added to my disorientation as I was trying to figure out how to leave. Katie was now wide eyes and looking stressed, pointing at various vehicles to try and help me out. All of a sudden two dark figures floated onto the road in front of me. My heart flared! Katie screamed and I think I panicked momentarily before applying fairly hard brakes as a shot of warm urine rained down into my panties and butt. A mother and son wearing black coats stumbled across the unlit crosswalk, having made no effort in pressing the cross button or looking for traffic. My pelvic floor muscles had instantaneously tensed up to catch the flow, bringing a huge wave of desperation with it. I wiggled and squirmed in my seat “Jeez!, Your poor child!” I said stupidly trying to break the tension. “Woah people are sometimes not so bright” Abby commented. “Good one Rebecca.” I slowly accelerated the car still in disbelief haha, partly from almost running someone over partly for basically peeing my pants. I very rarely get startled and have never peed because of it. Somewhat overwhelmed with thought and stress it didn’t take me too long to make another mistake. “Wrong land wrong lane!” “Oh shoot whoops”, Katie’s warnings were too late, as I was now in line to head in the wrong direction on the freeway coming out of the business park. I noticed Katie was shifting her legs around in her seat somewhat frantically, and was reminded she was probably getting desperate too. She had been at my side the whole day so I knew she hadn’t used the bathroom since the mall almost 5 hours ago. Our happy afternoon had quickly evolved into an unhappy evening and it was my fault. Luckily the next exit to turn around at wasn’t too far. “I really need to pee, can we stop somewhere?” Katie finally said. Umm ok. Any ideas? Unless you want me to go back in the business park and look for a gas station I don’t really know where.” I said. “I need to go to the bathroom too! I have for ages.” Jason also said. “You both should have went at the book store!” Abby exclaimed. “That was ages ago” Jason playfully shot back. I was just happy to leave the business park and didn’t really want to go back in unless I really had to. I remember my desperation had somewhat subsided at that point and along with the conversation at hand was starting to turn me on, as evil as that is. Another worry of mine what the possible wet spot on my pants. I was wearing tight blue jeans and had no idea if my accident would cause a visible wet spot or not. None-the-less when I turned at the next exit I made the executive decision to find a gas station. Katie said again that she had to go really badly as we pulled into the gas station parking lot. Despite my concerns about a possible wet spot we all ended up getting out of the car and going in. Katie was squirming as she got out of the car and almost holding her hand to her crotch as she got out of the car and sped-walked in. I again felt bad for her and tried to closely follow to accompany her. We both had a very loud and long pee haha. Although my panties were significantly damp it seemed to have dispersed enough to not make a wet spot on my jeans thank god. I didn’t tell anyone, even though telling Katie might have made her feel better which I somewhat regret. I had never really peed my pants before outside of an Omo challenge, and this hardly counts considering the lack of damage but it was a terrifying experience regardless. I think the moral of these stories is a rather fun one for any desperation lovers. If someone in public looks or seems like they could be in a position where they haven’t had a toilet in a while and looks desperate they very well might be. There are many real world situation where people can become desperate without planning on it, even if a lot of my situations were escalated by my ignorance. Thank you all for reading! I tried to reach deep back into my memory to describe the scenarios and my thoughts and feelings as best I could but these stories were all recent so there wasn’t much filling in the blanks. However if you have any questions I’ll try to keep an eye on the thread. Some people in the past have told me they like this stile on previous stories and I’ve been asked to describe what it’s like to feel desperate so I tried to explain that as well. If anyone else has a recent time where they got desperate in public unintentionally please share! Have a good one!
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  12. Alright, so little background, I was on a bus with no internet or data and was in the mood to write but didn't have my notes for my other fics so I just decided to create a story with little editing or revisions. This story has been a small fantasy for almost 6 years but kinda filed it away until I remembered it recently. So I decided, screw it, and just wrote this. Very self-indulgent and not very realistic, but I thought some of ya'll would get a kick out of it, so here it is! If it gets some traction, I might move it up my backlog list and write a new entry sooner! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Casey stirred from an expected car nap, his head resting on the frame of the passenger's side window of his mother's sedan. With all the packing and excitement his parents were showing with Casey's move to college, he hardly got any sleep the previous night, along with the early departure for the long drive to his university. Luckily he wasn't driving, his mother was, and he's surprised he was able to fall asleep with her constant yapping about her stories at college and how she met dad… yadda yadda yadda. His nap wasn't rude or antisocial; his mom just liked to hear herself talk. Along with all the excitement, Casey spent the last night in anxiety. He wasn't the most self-assured person, especially in social situations, so he wondered how well he really would do in college. He could join a club or something but he'd be much more comfortable sticking to himself. There was another source of anxiety, however. When Casey applied, he was given a dorm much like the rest of his freshman colleagues, however, some administrator goofed up his application, and put him down as the wrong gender. He knew Casey was a fairly gender neutral name, to be fair, but this was ridiculous. He was spending thousands of dollars a semester in tuition and they couldn't get his sex right? The error was corrected a little too late; Casey was registered into a dorm building designated for females. The school was at max capacity in terms of student housing, so Casey could not be reaccomodated. As a show of good faith, the school allocated the singles room with his own private bathroom, the only other restroom being a public one split between the seven other ladies in the building. Yeah, the building was old, but it wasn't very thoughtfully planned out. Casey felt he should have been excited to have his own single with his own bathroom, knowing the college horror stories of terrible roommates and disgusting shared bathrooms. But among Casey's insecurities was one about women. He never felt comfortable around them, thinking they were constantly judging him, and naturally never had a girlfriend or even had his first kiss. Now he was surrounded by seven of them. Sheesh. The rest of the six hour trip from home was followed by another nap, before arriving at his college. It was a rather prestigious, large university with a large campus surrounded by a college town, and Casey was whisked away to an obscure corner of the campus where his dorm was, which luckily was close to a bus stop to get around campus. Casey started unpacking but was quickly met by one of his dorm-mates, a skinny girl with blonde hair and some glasses in a cute square frame. She wore a tank too and some short-shorts, which was relevant for the weather which was still warm from the summer. She excitedly introduced herself to Casey. "Hi!" Casey was caught off guard by a girl randomly approaching him, he can't recall that ever happening. "Uh, hi." Casey answered. Jeez, he could at least try to be a bit more sociable, he was going to be living with this girl, among others, for the next 9 months. The girl picked up on his awkwardness. "You don't have to be so reserved around us." She responded with a trustworthy smile. "I know it's not very traditional to have a building with a guy amongst a bunch of girls, but the lot of us weren't panning on using it as a source of tension. Despite the gender difference, we can still hang out and be friends as roommates!" Casey eased up on his defensiveness, the girl feeling very genuine in her response. "Heh, thanks. That makes me feel better, I didn't want to be treated as a creep or anything from something I couldn't control." "Oh, of course! We don't mind at all, as long as you respect our privacy and all that, but I don't think that'll be a problem since you got the best space in the house, your own bathroom and all…" she said with a bit of envy in her tone. "Oh, is there a problem with that?" Casey queried, picking up on her tone. The girl sighed. "Yeah, the seven of us sharing one toilet and shower has been quite the drag. So you're lucky you don't have to share it with us." Casey felt relieved he wouldn't have to take part in that. "Oh wow, is it really that bad?" "Yeah it is!" She started to blush. "This might be TMI, but I've almost been reduced to having to go in a bottle or a trash bin because it's occupied. That's how bad it is!" Oh damn. Now Casey felt really lucky he wouldn't have to take part in that fiasco. But he also felt kind of bad. He was only one guy using a whole bathroom, he felt like a bit of a hog. "I mean, I obviously won't be using it that much, if you ask I'll let you use it, i-if that's makes it any better." Casey blurted out, before almost immediately regretting that statement. Don't be a creep, inviting girls into your room to use your bathroom where you could listen, what are you doing?!? "You know, I might have to take you up on that offer. It gets pretty bad sometimes! I promise I'll try to stay out of your way as much as I can!" Casey breathed a sigh of relief, luckily this girl is bubbly and outgoing enough to not be offended or creeped out, it seems. "Yeah, don't worry, there's no harm in asking. I didn't catch your name, the name's Casey, by the way." "Oh! Right! My name is Jenna, let me add me to our group text, too! The group has been talking a lot about you, Casey." Jeez, does his existence as the opposite gender warrant so much attention? After sharing information Jenna returned back inside and Casey went back to unpacking, pleasantly surprised about how well the conversation went. Casey set up his room and by the time he was finished, he was exhausted from lugging his stuff up a flight of stairs to his room. While unpacking he met two other girls, one an short asian girl with black hair and red dyed tips. She gave Casey a polite wave before heading out the door, appearing to be in a hurry. The other being Sandra, his roommate next door who introduced herself after hearing the noise from Casey moving in. She was a chubby dirty-blonde haired girl that seemed a bit more reserved. Casey did acknowledge, unintentionally, her large breasts. He tried not to be creepy, but her low-cut t-shirt made it hard not to notice. It was also difficult not to be aware of her pressing need to pee. Sandra's pressing of her thighs in her leggings and slight dips and bobs as she shuffled her feet back and forth made it clear she had an urgent need to piss. After exchanging introductions she quickly excused herself to the restroom, which was right across from Casey's room. Although unfortunately for her, it appeared to be occupied. She sighed and waited for the occupant to finish powdering their nose, whoever they were. As mentioned, Casey was beat after a long day, and couldn't even bring himself to prepare the ramen noodles he brought with him, and slipped into his stiff but adequate bed, calling it a night. The next morning he was awoken by a light knock. Knock knock… "Just a few more minutes…" Casey murmured, thinking it was his mom trying to wake him up. Knock knock knock… Casey buried his head in his pillow, trying to shut out the noise. BANG BANG BANG!! The banging startled Casey awake, suddenly remembering he wasn't in his home. He shot out of bed, thinking something was wrong. A fire in the building?? He opened the door, only then realizing he removed his shorts the previous night, going to bed in his t-shirt and some rather form fitting briefs. At the door was Jenna, in nothing but a pair of skimpy panties and a bra, doubled over and hopping from foot to foot. Casey didn't think he's seen anyone so desperate for a piss in his life. "Jenna?! Is everything ok? What's with the banging?!" Casey made an attempt to cover himself, Jenna's perky cleavage presenting itself straight to Casey as she hunched over. Casey covered his lower bits partly out of shame but also to stifle an erection that was inevitable given the situation. "H-hey Casey! S-sorry to wake you up… I know it's sudden, b-but I really need to call in that favor now!" Jenna gripped her crotch intensely, squirming fiercely, fidgeting her large behind up I. The air behind her, with puppy dog eyes begging for the use of Casey's commode. "O-of course! Go right ahead!" Casey said awkwardly. Jenna didn't need a second invitation. She dashed past Casey, still hands in crotch, and sped into the bathroom, not even bothering to close the door. A second followed before a tremendous stream could be heard, followed by an equally loud moan of relief. Casey was taken aghast, a half naked girl was pissing a waterfall practically next to him as he waited outside the door, tempted to take a peek out of sheer curiosity but he wouldn't dare. Even so, to call Jenna free-spirited was an understatement. After a few minutes the stream slowed to a trickle, then nothing, followed by a well needed sigh of relief, then a flush. Casey fiddled with the items in his desk, in an attempt to seem unaware or uninterested, like he wasn't listening. Jenna reappeared, looking much more relaxed. "Phew, thanks for that, Case. I guess that's what I get for downing a bunch of drinks before bed!" Casey tried to play it cool. Tried. "Oh, uh, you're welcome, it sounded like you really needed to go." "I guess you heard that huh? Yeah, it was bad, not sure if you could tell but my bladder was bulging like crazy! I don't recall ever needing to go that bad before. It felt really good too…" "W-well, if you ever need to go again, I don't mind." Whoa Casey! You're getting ahead of yourself, what are you doing?! "You know what, I think I will…~" Jenna said. Was that a bit of flirtation in her voice? "Thanks again Case, I'll see you around!" Jenna exited his room, as free as a bird. Casey was feeling hot in the face? What just happened? He felt barely awake enough to process what happened. He followed Jenna to close the door to his dorm, and looked out across the landing to see another girl waiting outside the bathroom, with dark skin and braided black hair and green eyes shining like emeralds, crossing her legs, looking right back at him, having witnessed the whole series of events. Casey turned beet red, and slammed the door out of shame and awkwardness. He slumped to the ground, trying to process what the hell just happened, his mind racing. He took a deep breath and decided to take a shower and clear his head. He glanced at the clock and saw it hadn't even been past 10am. Casey hadn't even been in his dorm for 24 hours and he'd already seen three desperate girls in his dorm, one of which was literally pissing a pressure hose just a few feet from where he stood. What has he gotten himself into? End of Part 1
    25 points
  13. I believe I found this on Thisvid. Super hot girl starts off by frantically whispering her way through her desperation, then finally loses it at the end. Does anyone know who she is and where we might find more of her? I heard her mention that this was a request partway through the video so she might have more tub leggings whisper.mp4
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    A couple is enjoying wetting their pants together, out in the open. I love how they don't seem to care all too much of being seen and just have some fun by casually wetting themselves and making out on the bench. Relationship goals everyone. (Video for some reason skips the guy wetting)
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  15. HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!
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  16. Here are your top three winners for 2022 Video of the Year! 3rd Place: Wet white bikini 2nd Place: Wet jeans and plays in puddle 1st Place: Highway Desperation and Wetting Links: The Final Semi Final 1 Semi Final 2 Nominations Thread Based on feedback, I propose new rules for the 2023 contest: One nominated video per user Videos must be publicly accessible (no paywalls or private videos) Videos obviously more than 1 year old to be excluded Where possible, list username of the person featured in the video Let me know your thoughts on these rules below!
    22 points
  17. (Is "deliberate wetting" not a tag? I couldn't find it. Anyhoo, this post is about deliberate wetting. Some mild desperation, but mostly just straight up wetting for fun without bothering to hold it.) Anyway, story-time: Holy shit, I had the most satisfying wetting day yesterday. My mind is still kind of reeling from it, it was so intense. This is kind of a long post, I’m sorry about that, but I tend to ramble and a lot of things happened, ok? So, I’m not open about this interest with anyone, not even my SO. It’s just something I’d prefer to keep to myself, for my own private enjoyment. Anyway. I’ve really been looking for an opportunity to indulge lately, but with the holidays and all, time to myself has been extremely limited. But yesterday, my SO had to go out of town to deal with a family emergency. Nothing serious, but he’ll be away until tomorrow. So I suddenly found myself with lots of uninterrupted alone time, with no chance of him returning from work unexpectedly early. And I planned to make the most of it. When I got up, he was already gone, so I wasted no time getting started. I started guzzling copious amounts of water to get my system going, and as I had a full day of work (I work from home), I prepped my desk chair with some plastic to cover the entire seat and a folded-up towel to sit on. My bladder filled up pretty quickly, and an hour had not even passed before I started squirming in my seat. I don’t do long holds, it’s not my thing, but I do like the early stages of desperation, so I sometimes hold a little. When I got up to get yet another glass of water from the kitchen, I let the first little dribble find its way into my pants. It felt so good! I haven’t wet in so long, so it really felt amazing to feel the wetness bloom out across my crotch. From there on out, I just kept dribbling into my pants whenever I felt a twinge of my bladder filling up. I was drinking water constantly, so it just kept refilling at a rather impressive pace. I soon had to replace my towel, because I was afraid it was going to start dripping onto the floor, but I did not change out of my wet pants. My entire butt was wet — everywhere my pants touched the chair — and I also had a sizeable wet spot on the front, halfway down the insides of both thighs. Soon after I replaced the towel a second time, and then a third, and a fourth. I just kept dribbling spurt after spurt of pee into my pants and then drinking more water to replace it. I did work, too, but honestly, my productivity was not the best. It was very hard to concentrate when my simmering arousal was stoked with each new spurt of pee into my pants. By lunchtime I was starting to chafe a little, so I decided to give my sodden sweatpants a proper deluge before putting it in the wash with all the towels. I stepped into the shower and emptied my bladder completely. Pee ran all the way down my legs and dripped onto the floor. So good! I was so turned on, it would have taken very little to bring me over the edge, but I held back. I wasn’t done. Instead, I peeled off my soaking wet clothes and put them in the wash with all the towels I had drenched. Then I put on new underwear and a new pair of sweatpants, ate lunch and got back to work. I continued drinking water, and my kidneys were keeping my bladder busy, and soon I was on towel number six, then seven and then eight, by the time my workday was over and it was time for dinner. I again stepped into the shower and gave the second pair of sweatpants the same drenching treatment as the first, before I loaded up the second full machine of pee-soaked towels and clothes. After putting on my third pair of sweatpants for the day, I decided I needed to give my skin some time to breathe, so I peed in the toilet before and after dinner. It was, after all, six o’clock, and I had been in wet pants since eight in the morning. I relaxed on the couch a little bit, but pretty soon I had to pee again, and I decided it was time to put my other big plan for the day into action. See, I recently got a new pair of hiking pants in a softshell, semi-waterproof material, and I’ve been dying to try out wetting in them. Wetness will come through from the inside and show on the outside with friction and pressure, but it does not soak through easily. These pants fit me like a glove down to about mid-thigh, but the pantlegs go straight down from there and do not hug tightly to my knees or calves. I felt pretty sure that with a knee-length coat over top, I could get away with wetting them outside, in public, without anything being visible. Some wetness might come through and be visible on my thighs and at my crotch, but my coat would cover that. I haven’t been brave enough to try it in broad daylight, which has been the only opportunities I’ve had so far since getting them, but now I had the evening to myself and could go for a walk in the dark… It was the perfect opportunity! I really had to pee at this point, though, and I almost chickened out. Almost. Listen, I have NEVER before left the house with my bladder this full! I was getting a little desperate, and I was so uncomfortable I let a huge gush out into my pants before I even made it out the door, and had to do a little curtsy in order to be able to pinch off the flow! The route I was planning to take normally takes me around 40 minutes, but it was very icy out, and I didn’t wear any ice grips, so I had to be careful and go slow. I did NOT want to fall and injure myself and have to explain to paramedics why I am wearing a bazillion layers that are all soaking wet with pee… I quickly realized I would be out for an hour instead of the expected 40 minutes, so I did a couple more heavy gushes right off the bat, because I knew the street lights would be limited for the first stretch, and I wanted any potential dripping out the bottom of my pantlegs to be hidden by the darkness there. Too late to chicken out now! I was out, and I was WET! I could feel wetness down to about mid-thigh, but my layers (underwear, bike shorts, long underwear — I like the added absorption, OK?) seemed to be absorbing most of the wetness. I have NEVER before wet this much outside in public! I rarely even wet this much at home. My heart was hammering so fast, and I was incredibly turned on. And the SENSATION! Whoo, boy, I may have stumbled onto my new favorite clothing combo to wet! The layers of cotton absorbed a lot of wetness, and the waterproof-ish nature of the hiking pants meant that the wetness that exploded out of me (I was literally gushing!) had nowhere to go, as it could not immediately penetrate the material. And with the pants being as tight as they were, the pee flowing out of me seemed to balloon a little, before they slowly made their way down my thighs, held back by the layers underneath. I mean, I’ve peed in snow pants and lots of layers before, but never in pants this tight. Truly magical combo. Outside of sex, it may just be the most pleasurable sensation I have ever felt. Highly recommend. This is a relatively urban area — not packed with people, but you’re never really alone either. There were plenty of people out running or walking dogs. I got such a thrill from feeling the wet material of all my layers cling to my legs as I walked, hidden from any passers-by. My initial gushes had taken the edge off, but my bladder was not empty, and it was rapidly refilling, so it wasn’t long before I had to pee again. I stopped two more times — pretending to check my phone so I could surreptitiously look around and see if I was relatively alone and make sure nobody was close — to send two more strong gushes into my pants. So good! I was about ready to come on the spot without even touching myself. The combination of tight water-repellent pants and absorbent layers really did an amazing job of keeping things contained! I was impressed! Obviously, I couldn’t check myself out properly, but I had not felt any wetness at all go past my knee. I could feel the wetness approaching my knees by this point — the insides of my thighs felt very wet — but nothing past the knee and below my coat, which was hiding everything. When I had completed my round and was approaching my house, my bladder was filling up again, and I really wanted to do a full wetting outside. I have never had the guts to do that before. It has always been controlled little spurts and dribbles, because I don't want anyone to see. I was a little scared, but it was dark, I had faith in my pants, and there was nobody nearby. Before giving myself the chance to chicken out, I relaxed and started peeing full force into my pants, something I have NEVER done anywhere but in private before. It felt so good! I peed and peed and peed for what felt like forever, but it probably wasn’t more than ten-fifteen seconds. I felt the wetness seep slowly down my thighs, like before, before it moved past a point that must have been acting like a dam, or something, because suddenly it rushed down my calves and into my socks and shoes, and I could see it dripping out from the hem of my pantlegs. I gasped and stood frozen on the spot. I could do nothing but wait for the deluge to subside. When my pantlegs finally stopped dripping, I started walking again and quickly went inside. I didn’t even take my shoes or jacket off, I just crumpled to the floor in the entry and gave myself the orgasm I had been building to all day. After my breathing calmed down, I started the day’s third load of pee-soaked laundry, took a shower and went to bed. And while I technically have until tomorrow before my SO returns, I don’t think I’ll be wetting at all today. It’s like I have a wetting hangover or something. Is that even a thing? Although, fair, I think I spent more than twelve hours yesterday wearing wet clothes and actively wetting myself. That should last me a while.
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  18. This morning, I woke up and the first thing I felt was a sharp urge in my bladder. I squeezed my legs put my hand in ny crotch; I hadn’t even sat up yet. I immediately made a beeline for the bathroom, but to my horror my girlfriend was already in there, going about her normal routine. I banged in the door. ”HURRY UP I HAVE TO PEE!” ”Just hold it I’m going to be a while!” “JUST LET ME PEE REALLY QUICK IM GONNA BURST!” “No!” The fact that she was peacefully doing her morning skincare routine whilst I was clawing at the door, desperately needing to answer the call of nature, infuriated me so much, and turned me on at the same time. We do this a lot to each other. Just the other day my girlfriend complained over the phone about how she was dying to pee while stuck in rush hour traffic. I proceeded to hog the bathroom while she was begging me to show mercy, leaking into work clothes. She made it (if you don’t count a huge wet spot on your pants as an accident, of course). At first I was rubbing my thighs, maybe bending over slightly, but mostly hopping from one foot to the other. I’m about 15 minutes, it went from that, to full on potty dancing. You know exactly what that’s like, I don’t need to describe it. I started to feel leaks and my inner thighs were getting wet. “PLEASE PLEASE IM GONNA PEE MYSELF!” LET ME IN!” She opened the door. “mmmm keep doing that, I like it when you beg me!” I immediately blushed super hard, to which she responded with “Ah you like it when I say that” then, in a much deeper and seductive voice, “don’t yiu?” I blushed even harder and it was hard to hide my smile. She obviously saw it. If my crotch wasn’t wet from pee yet, it would have been wet from her sexy voice, if you know what I mean. I wiped the smile off my face and said in a serious voice “GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!” She blocked my entry into the bathroom, and that was it. My bladder gave out. A powerful stream erupted from my pee hole. My face went tomato red even more from embarrassment, all while my girlfriend laughed at me. When I finished, I was trying to hold back a little grin, but I just couldn’t. The whole situation was so unbelievably hot. She brought me to the bedroom, where we, uh, satisfied our urges and went about our day.
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  19. 030

    ”You’ve reached Oh-Three-Oh, the Public Urination Prevention helpline. How can I help you?” Alyne had started a thousand calls this same way, it felt like. She knew the words by heart. “Ah… finally. Me and my friend…” The woman on the other end is interrupted. Alyne is able to make out a conversation, though it’s a little hushed. “They finally picked up? Thank god.” Another voice. Probably the friend. “Yeah I just made it to the end of the phone queue…” There is also a faint moan, from somewhere away from the phone, signaling pee desperation. Alyne has become scarily good at making those out. “Sorry. As I was saying, me and my friend…” There is a pause. “…we’ve been stuck in a car queue for several hours. We need to pee, badly.” “Both of you need to urinate?” There is another pause. “Yes.” Somewhat faintly, Alyne hears, “We’re dying!” “I see. Do you believe you at a risk of wetting very soon, within the next minute or so?” “I-I’ll ask.” Faintly again. “She wants to know if we’re about to wet ourselves.” The friend’s response, immediate. “Holy shit, yes I am!” A pause. “No, like, is it actually going to come out right now or can you wait a little longer if you really try?” A hint of panic. “I-I guess I can hold on, but I’m so fucking full it’s not even funny.” The first woman returns. “We-we can both hold it for now, but it’s really really bad.” “That’s good. Can you give me your location? I might be able to find out how long it will take for the congestion to clear.” “Ah-my location? Let’s see…” A few moments. “P17 road, a few miles south of Rain City.” “Driving towards or away from Rain City?” “Oh, er, right. Towards it.” “I see. Give me a minute and I’ll be right back.” Normally, Alyne would have confirmed a few more things before checking the congestion. However, this was far from the first case related to traffic trouble down that particular road tonight. She was confident she would be able to get an update and return to the call quickly. The first thing she did was to open one of the tabs on her computer. It was the website of the transport authority of Wildercowe, the relevant county for this case. Last update, 19:42. Fifty-six minutes ago. Traffic disruptions on the P17 - Rain City connection are still being investigated. We thank you for your patience. Alyne calls out to her coworkers. “Did anyone recently check the Rain City road situation?” Everyone around are in calls of their own, but Alyne still gets a quick reply. “I called them just now. They’ve started clearing out the blockage, and while the road won’t be operational for a while they’re starting to direct cars through one by one. Things should be moving, though it might be a little slow at first.” “All right, thanks Iiris.” Alyne returns to her own call. “I’m back, and I have some information about the blockage. But first, has the situation worsened on your end?” Alyne can hear a hushed “Oh please please please.” on the other end, before the caller returns. “Well, ah, I think it’s about the same. My friend is in a bad way, I’m very desperate as well. But we are still holding on for now at least.” “That’s good. I can also report that traffic is being let through starting now. You will likely be able to get through to Rain City within the next hour at least.” “Oh, um, I see!” The woman speaks away from her phone for a bit. “She says we’ll get through traffic in an hour.” Alyne can’t hear exactly what the other woman says, but the gist of it seems to be that she doesn’t have an hour to wait. There is cussing and maybe some crying involved. The caller returns. “My friend wants to know if, if she could be allowed to relieve herself in the car?” The woman sounds nervous, probably a little afraid to ask. “Depending on the circumstances, I may grant special permission for a person to relieve themselves outside of a toilet. However, there are a number of requirements before I am allowed to do that.” “What are the requirements?” “In this case, I need to know four things. First, how much time has passed since your friend last urinated. Secondly, I need to know what your available options for emergency urination are. Thirdly, I need to assess whether or not your friend has had any opportunity to urinate legally when they reasonably should have. Finally, I need to assess how much time is going to pass before your friend will have another opportunity to urinate legally. That last one is already covered.” “Okay, okay.” The woman sounds a little stressed. “Where do we start?” “Keep in mind your testimony alone won’t be enough to cover all of this. I’m going to need to ask for relevant documentation at times. Well, mostly I need a photocopy of your friend’s last receipt of relief to verify the last time she urinated.” The woman is silent for a few seconds. “Isn’t it too easy to lie and use an older receipt?” “Well first of all, that would be a crime. But no, generally when people try a stunt like that, it tends to be pretty obvious. And if it ends up going to court, they have a database for that kind of thing we’re not allowed to access. I wouldn’t recommend it unless you want to land in a lot of trouble.” “All right. Sorry. I wasn’t planning on doing anything like that, just speaking before thinking.” “Don’t worry. It’s my job to help you and your friend to avoid breaking the law, after all. But we should probably get into your request for emergency relief. First, I need to ask your friend a question.” “All right, I’ll hand the phone over in a sec.” Quieter, Alyne hears “She needs to ask you a question.” The other woman picks up the phone. Her speech is rapid and breathy. “H-hello? You n-needed to ask something?” “Yes. This is Alyne of the Public Urination Prevention helpline speaking. I need to confirm with you; are you requesting permission for emergency relief?” “Yes…!” She whispers it. “Very well. Do you believe you will be unable to hold your urine until your next opportunity to relieve yourself?” “Yes, yes! I definitely can’t last another hour!” “All right. I am going to need to verify this later, but when was the last time you urinated?” “I-I can’t remember exactly! It was this morning though, s-sometime around 10 AM?” Alyne hears the other woman say something in the background. “Y-yeah! Right. B-both of us went at the same t-time, just before ten!” “All right. You can hand the phone back now.” The phone returns to the first woman. “So, so what now?” “Now, I am going to need a photocopy of the receipt of relief for your friend’s last urination.” “Okay. I’ll ask her now.” The conversation is too quiet for Alyne to pick up on anything. “She, er, has it, but it’s difficult for us to access right now.” “I’m sorry, but without it my hands are tied. I need it to be able to grant emergency relief.” Some more conversation in the background. This time, more agitated. The woman returns. “She’s going to try and get it.” Alyne can hear a shuffling noise. “It’s, ah, in her jacket in the passenger seat.”, the woman hastily adds. Neither Alyne nor the caller says anything for a bit while they wait. The other woman is clearly struggling in the background, Alyne is guessing the caller has a hand on the wheel and isn’t helping out as a result. “Er, while we wait could we do me as well?” Alyne snaps back to the call. “Oh, sorry. What do you mean?” “um, you know…” There is uncertainty in the woman’s voice. “I-I don’t know if I have an hour either. I’m really desperate. Maybe I can…?” “I would only advise emergency relief if you truly feel that you can’t hold it anymore. If you can push yourself for another hour, you can make it in time. Are you certain you will wet yourself if you wait another hour?” “N-no, I guess not. But…! What if traffic doesn’t clear up?” The woman sounds dejected. “If you want to, you can photocopy your own receipt of relief as well. I’ll have most of the information you need ready then, if the situation worsens.” “Oh, yeah okay. That sounds good.” There is some rustling. “Do I send it via mail?” “You can, but it’s usually easier if you just send it as a message via the 030 number.” Some more rustling in the back. Alyne thinks she can hear a panicky shriek, hopefully it’s not too late for the friend. “She, she just got hers out as well. Give me a second, I’ll take the pictures.” Half a minute later, the pictures arrive. Due to a recently implemented system update, any photos sent to 030 during an active call are automatically redirected to the mail address of whichever agent is on that call. Before this change, Alyne had experienced callers wetting themselves while desperately trying to send her an email using their phone. Despite some bad experiences Alyne had had with system updates at her job in the past, this particular change was definitely a welcome one. “There! Can you see the pictures now?” Alyne quickly refreshes her email. Two new emails, one per image, both titled Redirected Message 20:48. The images are not exactly top quality, but Alyne has seen enough of these that she can envision them as clearly as if she were holding them in her hands. No issues reading the text either. She creates two new tabs to keep the images in going forward. First one, important info was the time and volume, 457ml at 9:51. Alyne can’t help to make note of the rather cutthroat charge, this was Wildercove all right. Second one. 1007ml at 9:49. This, when coupled with the matching T-Code, strongly suggested they had gone to the toilet together, as the desperate woman had said. That was good, since it would assist their case that they had taken reasonable precautions to avoid public urination according to their ability. Although… “Which one is you, and which one is your friend?” “Oh! Um, let me check.” There is some rustling. “The first one, 9:49 is me. 9:51 is my friend.” “All right. Where was this toilet visit?” “It was at the hotel we were staying at. We wanted to make sure to pee before heading out. Um…” There is a gasp in the background. “Do you need to know anything else in particular about it?” “No, that should be enough. Have you had any good opportunities to pee between then and getting into the traffic jam?” The woman on the other end is quiet for a while. “We did stop once, at a restaurant. We could have both used the toilet then, but weren’t expecting to be stuck in a traffic jam for several hours.” Alyne makes some notes on her computer. “Thank you for being honest. This might have affected your friend’s case under other circumstances but given time amount of time you’ve been stuck in traffic for…” There is some conversation between the two. Alyne can pick up the other woman exclaiming “oh, thank you!”. The caller returns. “My friend says thank you. She also said she’s at her limit and really, really needs the relief soon. Do you think…?” “Yeah. I believe that given the circumstances she can be granted immediate emergency relief. Do you have something for her to pee into ready?” “Um, yeah. Before I called, I made sure to get the car toilet out from the trunk. Traffic wasn’t moving at all, so I could do it safely!” She adds the last part a bit hastily. “Very good. Your friend has been granted emergency urinary relief, so she is allowed to use it now. Make sure your car toilet is properly set up before she does, though.” The woman on the other end doesn’t answer this time, and Alyne picks up on rustling, frenetic conversation and stifled moans, presumably from the second woman. Then a sound Alyne is all-to-familiar with cuts through the silence – the sound of liquid crashing against plastic. The other woman must be peeing. The euphoric moans of relief are loud enough for Alyne to clearly pick up as well. The caller returns while the other woman is still peeing. “So, um…” “Did your friend successfully use the car toilet?” “Yeah, yeah she did. Just in time…” She laughs a little nervously. “So, what about me?” “Right. Given your current condition, I can’t give you emergency relief.” There is a frustrated, tense sigh. The background waterfall is probably even louder on her end. “I am sorry. Traffic should be clearing up again, though. If you are still stuck about thirty minutes from now, or you believe there is a risk of imminent wetting, call again.” “It’s just… She gets to… you know. And I have to wait.” “Don’t think of it that way. You are well on your way to making it to a toilet for proper relief, despite the unfortunate conditions. That is something to be proud of. As for your friend, she is certainly lucky to have avoided wetting herself. However, she’ll have to deal with a strike on her record nonetheless.” “I… suppose that’s true.” A grunt of pain, this time from the caller. “If it’s true that traffic is clearing up soon, I can make it, I think.” “Good. Was there anything else?” “No. I think that’s it at least. Thank you for helping us.” “It was nothing. Thank you for calling the three-oh-three. I’ll probably keep getting calls from your area for a while now.” She adds the last part with a slight laugh. “Oh! Yeah, I suppose we’re probably not the only ones in this situation. Thanks, again. Good bye.” “Good luck on the road. Bye.” Alyne ends the call, and checks the phone queue. Fifty-three people in line. She gets ready, then picks up the next call. The Oh-Three-Oh was always busy.
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  20. Here I am, after my repeated Site Hiatuses, back on my bullshit again. Let's see if I can get a few more chapters out this time around, instead of just one or two, lmao. ============================================================ "Hm? A notebook...?" Something that had seemed so mundane, so regular, so everyday on campus had caught the attention of one of the students, a boy with curled, almost wavy brown hair. Though a dropped book here or there didn't usually garner much interest, what was different about this one was the location... "Who tosses their books in the school fountain?" He grumbled to himself, bending over the stone reservoir and fishing it out with two fingers pinching the bottom corner of the book. "I mean, littering is straight up not coo- That's weird." The boy turned the book over in his hand as he settled it into his other hand, cracking it open to peer inside. In spite of being submerged in knee-deep waters not even ten seconds prior, the book was startlingly, strangely dry and deprived of even the faintest hints of moisture. The brown haired boy flipped through the pages that fluttered with ease, not even a single one marred or struck by even a drop of residual water. Though the majority of the pages were blank, as he came to the front of the notebook, there were a few pages with several things written in them... "Shu! C'mon, we're going to be late!" Another voice, belonging to a girl with shimmering silver hair called out to the boy, who quickly closed the book, and tucked it under his arm. "Ah, right. I'm coming!" he responded, starting into the building without giving much thought to the strange book. Shu, (Mashuda Michiru) was a second year at Megamino University, who always felt like he barely qualified as a student. Through a lucky drawing of applications, coupled with a few whispers from one of his grandparents with connections, he'd been accepted into a decently prestigious university. However, as much as he enjoyed the 'Challenging Enviorment' his grandparents had pushed him into (It ranked just behind the feeling of wet socks), he couldn't help but try to at least pass, if not excel at his studies. In fact, he didn't see many reasons to work hard in schools... "C'mon Shu! I've been waiting up here for ages!" Though, the shining, smiling face of his insistent classmate was definitely one of them. She was a few inches shorter than him, coming up to his chin (If she stood on her tiptoes), and had long hair that changed colors (and shampoos) every other week or so. This week, it was a brilliant silvery-blue. "Sorry Noel." he apologized, rubbing the back of his head. "Didn't get my morning fix of Caffeine." "Oh, I've got an extra can of Cola from the vending machine." Noel responded, digging into her bag, and pulling out a red can. "You want it?" "Eh... Sure." Shu murmured, reaching up to grab the can, as Noel pulled it back, as if holding it out of his reach. "Only if you ask me nicely." She replied. "Say 'May I have your extra cola, Please?'" "On second thought, I'm good." "Ah! Don't be mean, Shu!" The brown haired boy chuckled softly as the silverette pouted up at him, prompting him to give her an easy smile. "Alright... May i have your extra cola, please, Miss...Who are you today?" Shu added, as the girl lightly twirled... In a grey blazer, with a deep blue skirt that went down over her knees. "Oh, today's outfit is Anna Nishikinomiya!" Noel mused, running her hands through her hair. "The show she's from is a bit... Well, um, do you like it?" "I think it's cute." Shu remarked lightly, looking the girl over once more. "Though, I don't know where you get the money for all of these cosplays." "That's...a girl's secret." Noel remarked, giving a small gesture with her finger over her lips. "Now come on... Drink your cola, and let's get to class." "Alright, thanks again Miss Nishishimiya." he added, cracking the can held out to him with a finger, and tilting it back. "It's Nishikinomiya! You need to listen better!" --------------------------------------------------------------------------- It wasn't until about an hour into a history lecture that Shu could not honestly care less about, that he remembered the strange book he'd found in the school fountain. Thumbing through his bag, and being in the far corner of the classroom, Shu felt it was (Probably) safe enough to dig it out for a closer look, opening it to the front pages once more, and starting to glance at it, in lieu of listening to another lecture about ancient civilizations... [Wet Note: Rules and Stipulations] He raised an eyebrow at the title, wondering what it meant by that, as he kept glancing downward, his fingers twirling his pen as he glanced over. [Rule 1: The person whose name is written in a wet note will involuntarily Empty Their bladder.] 'Ah.. This must be like that one show Noel was talking about..' he thought, remembering the blonde cosplay she wore, with a bunch of leather. [Rule 2: A person must be pictured as their name is written, or the note will not take effect. This is to prevent unaffiliated people from being stricken with undesired fates] 'Makes sense..' he thought, continuing his reading. [Rule 3: If a person's name is written down again within an hour of being affected by a Wet Note, all incidents written within the hour-cooldown in a Wet Note are voided.] 'Well, I imagine the body would have to have time to recover..' he thought to himself, scrawling in small circles on the edge of the paper. [Rule 4: When writing a person's name, one can specify specific occurrences that will unfold during the process of voiding their bladder (Within a two minute time frame of finishing the written's name). So long as the written occurrences are possible, they shall occur. Should the occurrences be impossible, through physical or environmental factors surrounding the written, the written will simply void their bladder after forty seconds.] 'Well shoot, there goes breaking the laws of physics.' he jokingly bemoaned internally, as he kept reading.. [Rule 5: Specified occurrences may only be dictated for a time period of up to twelve hours after the name is written. (And cease upon the voiding of the bladder). This is to ensure the written cannot be controlled for excessive periods of time without being able to relive themselves, and horribly endanger their bodily processes.] '...You know, I never did know how long someone could hold it.' he thought to himself, as he glanced down at the last few rules in turn. [Rule 6: A person cannot be affected by a Wet Note more than Twice in a single 24 hour span. In the event of a person's name being written multiple times in that period, only the first one written will take effect] [Rule 7: A person must be of the legal ages of consent to be affected by the Wet Note] [Rule 8: Those who are in possession of a Wet Note cannot have their names revealed by the eyes of an Omogami* [See: Gami-eyes deal on page 3 for furthe det- "Michiru! Who was the world's most successful pirate in history?" the teacher's voice called out, prompting Shu to shut the strange book, and look attentive for a few seconds. "Uh, Monkey The Luff-something?" he remarked, prompting a fit of laughter from the other students. "Wha-No!" the teacher snapped. "Seriously, I know you're not interested in history, but can you at least pretend to care when I'm up here pouring my heart out?" "Yeah, sorry.." he mumbled, sliding the book down into his bag as he settled into class... Still barely listening, as his mind scattered over the weird book.. 'Wet Note, hm?' --------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Man, Mister Harada was really on your ass today, Shu." Noel's voice called, leaning forward on a table. "What were you doing that pissed him off so much?" "I was just reading.." Shu started, quietly. "Some book i picked up earlier today.." "Is it a good one?" Noel added, prompting the boy to pause for a few moments.. On one hand, that kind of thing just screamed 'Deep Dark Secret', but on the other hand... "Well.. It kind of reminded me of that one show you were talking about... The one where you were the blonde, leather girl?" "Blonde leather...?" Noel paused and pondered, as Shu just leaned over, and pulled out the black notebook. "Oh! You mean Des-Ah!" "Someone tossed it in the fountain." Shu flatly remarked, opening the book. "Though, it doesn't seem to be meant for killing people. It's more..." Noel grasped the book and tugged it over to her, eyes skimming over. "It's a... 'Wet Note'?" she read out, tilting her head. "Weird... I've never heard of that. And, you said it was in the fountain?" "Yeah, but it's really.." "Dry?" She added, letting the pages flutter. "Yeah... You sure this is the same book?" "Of course it is. Why would I lie?" he snapped, as the girl glanced over it once more. "Do you think it works?" She asked, as Shu leaned forward in his seat. "Obviously not. It's probably some other cosplayer's prop." he added, glancing it over from the outside. "I mean, why else would it just be left behind like that?" "Well, we could always..." "....Always what?" Shu asked, furrowing his brow, as Noel glanced over the book, and then up at him. "We could...Test it out. See if it works.." she remarked, prompting a lunge from Shu who snatched the book out of her hands with his longer reach. "You aren't writing my name in this thing." he snapped venomously, as the silverette pouted. "Awww, but I wanna know if it works." She whined. "At least write my name in there! I gotta know!" "You gotta know, or you gotta go?" he remarked flatly, as he glanced over it. "Besides, are we really going to know if it works just from a little writing? How do I know you won't just pretend it works, just to mess with me?" "Ah, when have I ever?" Noel remarked indignantly, prompting Shu to narrow his eyes. "There was the time you faked drinking poison at Halloween.." he started, quietly. "And there was the time made me dress up as that one guy with a weird mole that 'Totally attracted girls', and there was the time you pretended to be hypnotized..." "Well, if you didn't ask me to flash my tits, I would have kept playing along." she poked back. "But noooo. You just had to make it weird." "Puberty's a BITCH." Shu snapped back, glancing over the book. "Anyways, unless you can assure me that you won't just start peeing to pretend it works, I'm not writing in it." "Do you really think I'd start peeing, out here in the open, where the world could see me?" Noel asked, earning a long...long silence. .... "Rude." she muttered, averting her gaze as Shu glanced over once more, reading the rules about specifying things. "Well... If you go pee right now, then I suppose, it's fine." he remarked. "You can't force out more after you go... Assuming you really do go, of course." "Ah..Do you think I'd fake going to the bathroom?" She snapped, prompting another look from Shu. "....I wouldn't! Seriously wasn't thinking about it." There was another silence, before Noel stood up. "Alright, I'm going, I'm going. You can follow me if you don't believe me." she added. "But, i didn't know you were so interested in this kind of thing, Shu." The brown haired boy blushed deeply at this, and averted his gaze. "I..I'm not... It's just...weird, you know?" he added, as Noel leaned forward and poked his side. "Try not to think about me letting it alllllll flow out in the commode." She teased, grinning. "Just wiggling my panties down, looking all vulnerable and needy, before just letting out a sigh of 'Ahhhhhhhhhhhh', relief.." "Just go pee, Dork!" Shu snapped back at Noel, who giggled as she started off, moving to the bathroom. He waited until the girl was out of sight, before picking up the book once more, and clicked out his pen. "Alright...if I'm going to be sure, I've got to be specific.." he thought to himself, running some thoughts through his head, as he lightly put pen to paper.... Thinking of the currently-silver haired girl... A few minutes later, he clasped the book shut, as Noel came hopping back, posing lightly. "Alright, I'm pee-free." She mused. "Why don't you try writing my name in that book and think of me, Big boy?" "Don't call me that." Shu added, as he opened the book once more, and clicked out the pen. "Alright.. Noel Everette. Still two T's, right?" "Yeah yeah!" Noel mused. "Now, it's only forty seconds and we'll know, right?" "S'what it says.." Shu murmured, as he leaned back, prompting an almost heart-pounding wait, as the girl stood steady, moving her hips back and forth.... Wiggling, and waiting... ... ....... Though, after what felt like forty minutes (but was more like Five), she slumped back on the chair, and sighed. "Well, that's a bummer." she called, grumbling. "I was hoping for some Note shenanigans." "Yeah, well that's what happens when you buy into that supernatural crap." He added, pulling the page with her name out, and wadding it up. "Anyways, we've got Gym class next, right?" He tossed the ball into a nearby can, which swished in without resistance. "Yeah, yeah.." Noel grumbled. "Maybe if you were specific about it it'll.." "Noel, c'mon. We've got class." Shu remarked, being the one to drag her along this time as the warning bell started to ring out. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- A few hours of rigorous exercise later, Shu was waiting outside the classroom for Noel, still wearing a loose shirt with red shorts. "She's running late.." he mumbled to himself, before the silver haired girl came rushing out, wearing matching red shorts with a white t-shirt. "Sorry, sorry!" Noel apologized profusely, leaning over. "I was just trying to get a drink after all that running, and the cap just popped off! It spilled all over my cosplay, so I just have to head home in this!" "You're so clumsy." Shu mused with a small chuckle, as Noel lightly punched him in the side. "Don't be mean." She protested. "C'mon, let's get on the bus." The two paced side-by-side, complaining about other students, talking about upcoming tests, and even of the constantly shifting weather as they waited on the bus home, Shu leaning back as Noel turned. "And I mean, It's cold one day, warm the next! It's so hard to dress right when..." Shu could almost make out a slight flinch from the silverette as she cut herself off, but the beeping of the approaching bus put a stop to any further thoughts on that, as the two got on, (Shu doing his best to not take advantage of the few moments Noel was a few steps above him for his own benefit,) As they settled in near the back of the bus. "Anyways, it's a real shame about that book." Noel remarked, bringing the topic back to it. "Imagine what you would do with that kind of power! It's basically like mind control, but with peeing added to it. You could be like a God! Make people do whatever you want!" "Within reason." Shu murmured lightly. "I doubt you could really get away with doing too life-changing with that. Not unless you knew the right people to manipulate." "Oh, but you could be rich and famous!" Noel added. "Like, you could make an agency sign you on as an actor, and just get any job you want! Maybe you'd end up becoming a rising hit out nowhere, Like Koz-Mo! You could even make people go out, and buy tickets to ensure your movie was a success!" "That sounds like a lot of work." Shu remarked, flatly. "Who has the time to write that much, by hand, these days?" "Well, it's just an idea anyways." Noel added, lightly crossing her legs over one another. "I mean, it'd take someone really smart to pull that off... Much less, to keep it up. And you can't really convince the world you're all that great without some actual talent." "Well, wouldn't work for me anyways then." Shu added deprecatingly. "I'd basically just be using it to get cute girls and such to do things I'd want. Stay low, and off the grid, ya'know?" "Perv." Noel poked back, lightly nudging him again as they continued to ride on the bus, uneventfully. However, a stop before theirs, Shu could see Noel starting to bounce her leg a bit more urgently, resting her bag in her lap. Seeing his chance, he leaned towards the girl, and dropped his voice to a whisper. "You okay?" he asked, as the girl shifted uncomfortably. "Well... I mean.." she murmured quietly. "I um...didn't get to pee after class. Since I spilled my drink on my outfit, I tried to dry it out... And you know what kind of looks you get if you're dragging your feet in the locker room.." Shu felt his heart skipping a beat at this, but he tried to fight the expression on his face, as he glanced over his watch. "We'll be home in like, fifteen minutes. It'll be fine." he assured the girl, who bit her lip lightly and nodded. "Yeah... It'll be fine." Though, before they could get to their stop, the bus skidded to a halt a few blocks down the way, prompting the two to lurch forward as the brakes were slammed. "Ah..? What's happening?" Shu asked the bus driver, who grumbled and stepped out of the bus. "...Damn. Looks like we got a flat." he grumbled, prompting Noel's eyes to go wide, and her knees to bounce a bit more urgently. "D..Do you know how long it'll be?" she asked, as the driver grumbled. "About Half an hour, if we're lucky.." he murmured, prompting the girl to go pale as a sheet, as she tugged at Shu's arm. "We...we can walk the rest of the way, right?" she asked... Nay, demanded, as Shu felt his chest tighten, and his heart race... "Y..yeah, we can.." he remarked quietly, leaning over the seat. "We're gonna walk from here, okay?" "Yeah whatever.." the driver grumbled some more, as Shu and Noel left the bus, starting down the sidewalk with a renewed sense of urgency. It was decidedly harder for Shu to ignore Noel's squirming and shifting with every few dozen paces or so, along with her hands dipping down to her red shorts with some reassuring presses... "Ohhhhh... It's really bad..." She mumbled, flushing lightly. "I've really gotta go, Shu.." "We're almost at the stop, Noel. Then, it's just a few blocks to the complex..." "I..I know! B-but.." Noel murmured, flushing deeper as they kept walking.....Before freezing up at the stop. "Noel?" Shu asked, as the girl's face shook wildly, and she started to sprint. "Ahhhhnnn... A little came out..!" she whined, scurrying. "G..Gotta hurry..!" Shu's long stride easily kept up even with his silver haired companion's frantic scurries, watching as she wiggled and shifted with every step. He couldn't keep himself fully from staring as the girl's bottom tensed with every few feet of frantic dashing.... Clearly telling of the trouble behind tensed muscles.... They'd scuttled about for another ten minutes or so, before the large complex finally came into view, prompting a quick smile, quickly replaced by a gasp of panic. "Ah..Ahhhhhhh..!!! We're so close..!" Noel whimpered, now fully bent forward and holding herself openly. "P..Please..PLEASE, hold on a little longer...!" Shu followed along with his heart pounding, and his mind racing. Watching his friend in distress was definitely doing a number on him in some fashion, though as the two made it to the building, he felt a lump rise in his throat as the girl froze on the base of the staircase. "I...I'm not gonna make it up there.." She croaked out, glancing over her shoulder. "S..Shu, I need you.." "Sure, let me get the do-" he started, as the girl shook her head. "No! I need you to stand guard for me!" she borderline-yelled, hobbling around, and under the staircase. "I..I can't... Ahhhhnnn.." The brown haired boy watched as the back of Noel's red shorts started to darken considerably as she staggered, wiggling and shaking wildly, before hands dipped down to the material of her shorts... yanking them down and over her firm-looking bottom, before kneeling into a half-covered squat.. "Haaaaaaaah..Haaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhnnnnn..!" And with her groans, an absolutely deafening hiss of pent-up pressure, ringing out for Shu to only hear.. Ssssssshhsssssshhhhhhsssshhhsssshhhssshshhhh And, after a few scant seconds, to see, as the puddle spread out from beneath her bottom, pooling and spreading from edge to edge of the walkway, as she knelt half-concealed behind the staircase... Only her bottom, and growing stream visible to the brown haired boy that was to be standing watch... Staring blankly, as the girl let out a few groans, whimpers, and shivers. "O..Ohhhnn.. Ohhhhnnnn...Ohhhh..I..Is anyone coming?" she asked meekly, prompting Shu to snap out of his trance. "Ah...No, No, it's fine.." he called, lightly turning his head. "You're in the clear, Noel!" "A..Are you staring?" She asked, prompting the boy to flush deep red. "No!" he said a little too forcefully, as Noel's hands went over her bottom, as if attempting to conceal it. "D..Don't stare! Perv." She protested softly, still gushing away for another dozen seconds or so, before the noise started to die down, and she tugged up her shorts...Hobbling back around the corner. "Ahhhnn... Ohhh.. That was too close.." she grumbled. "I nearly full on wet myself..." "Looks like you still did.." Shu added, pointing down at her damp shorts, prompting her to hit him in the side once more. "Don't gawk so much, Perv." She grumbled, flushing. "Anyways, thanks for watching out for me. Try not to be too loud when you're thinking about my butt later, okay?" "Tch...Like I would.." Shu grumbled shyly as the girl started up the stairs again, prompting him to stare at the wet patch on her butt for a few extra seconds, grateful once again for the existence of elevation. As he heard the room above him shutting, Noel's apartment, he went into his own with a quick twist of a key and a slightly upward shove of the door (It liked to stick), he quickly dug the weird book out of his bag once again, and thumbed it open to the last page. "Noel Everette. Feels the need to pee on the bus ride home. Due to some unexpected delays, she finds herself unable to hold it the whole way home, and has to pee under the staircase of Marash Apartment building 5, at 4:57 PM, pulling her shorts down to do so." He glanced over his phone once more, just in time to see the time tick over to five o'clock. Given the sheer mass of her puddle, plus the required time teasing and getting back into privacy.... He could be at least remotely sure that the notebook was, in fact, the real deal. "I might have to test it again, just to be sure.." he mumbled, before tossing his other things down. "But what to do..." ======================================================== [Wet Note: Re-Run, Chapter 1, End]
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  21. This is one of my favourites. Seeing a girls crotch darken and the stain spreading equally over her each thigh and down her legs is my favourite wetting pattern. Especially when you can see glistening and pouring of pee out in places. This girl pees for ages and you can see her face as she wets herself. Beautiful! https://thisvid.com/videos/purpose-jeans-wetting/
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  22. Ok, the Christmas break has helped. Guys, get ready for the final part 🙂 ----- Tilly wasn’t far away from a humiliating accident. She needed a miracle, a Christmas miracle, to escape her fate. Inside her bladder she could hear the splashes of urine screaming LET ME OUT! "I'm going insane!", she whispered. At some point she had to stop and pause. Leaned against a dark wall she tried her best not to explode. People were walking past her but nobody noticed the squirming woman hidden in the shadows. Her knees were shaking, her thighs were burning, the woman was in pain with nowhere to go. What was she supposed to do now? Give up? Wet herself infront of people? Everyone was so busy with themselves that they wouldn’t even have noticed Tilly’s unfortunate accident anyway. Still, she didn’t like the idea of peeing herself. She was a grown up woman, and grown up women don’t pee themselves. This thought, as bizzare as it was, gave Tilly the strenght and determination back that she needed to keep on fighting against her own body. “Not tonight!”, she said and got going. Her brain however began to lose it’s sanity. Tilly was running around the snowy town like a lost child. Her sight got blurry, her head started to ache. The situation was overwhelming. All she was doing now was run around until she would inevitably piss her pants. It wasn’t a question of “if” anymore but rather “when” it was going to happen… unless of course she could find somewhere safe to pee. People began to stare at her. Tilly’s desperation was obvious, and she didn’t even try to hide it anymore. Suddenly another spasm and a short gush of warm piss was running down her legs again. The woman of course noticed but forced herself to ignore it. It was so cold outside that it almost felt as if the patch of urine was freezing her vagina shut. Moans and groans were coming out of the desperate woman’s mouth. Passerbys were looking after her, wondering what was plaguing the woman. Tilly barely noticed any of it, in fact, she was so overwhelmed by pain and panic that she didn’t even notice how she was slowly moving towards the opposite direction of her actual home. Once realization hit, she found herself at the outskirts of town, in a small neighborhood she barely knew. Four houses at most were surrounding the woman. Inside of them warm lights were shining. Tilly now had finally enough of this unbearable suffering, she had to go from door to door and ask for permission to go inside for a much needed piss. Oh, how embarassing. How would the people react once they would open their doors and see an adult pee pee dancing on their porch? She was already turning red just by imagining it, and she was about to run back to the crowded center but the thought of sitting on a warm toilet bowl, safe and sound, letting her liquids run free in delight was worth the embarassment. Tilly went over to the first house, the closest one, barely able to walk. Her heart was pounding as she got closer to the nicely decorated entrance. Insecure she looked around before ringing the bell and as her eyes fell onto the snow covered frontyard, she noticed something in the corner. It was a snowman. Strongly build out of two big balls. No broom in it’s hand nor a hat on it’s head. Just a crooked carrot nose, a thin twig for a smile and two rocks as eyes and four as buttons on its belly. The snowy figure was staring at the woman as if it were to say: “Nice to see you, here I am!” And Tilly stomped over to the snowman, holding back the flood with the last bit of her remaining strenght. Behind the figure’s back she pulled her pants down for the second time that night and as the cold air chewed on her exposed genitals she opend the gates. A warm gush of piss poured untamed all over the frozen ground. The splashes got swallowed by the snow but were still to be heard in the silence of the neighborhood. “Mmmmmmmhhh”, Tilly moaned with her lips sealed. Relief at last! … And it felt good. The fountain was strong, and so was it’s smell. The Christmas lights of the house made her urine sparkle in the darkness of the evening. Tilly was facing the back of the snowman and kept looking over it’s shoulder towards the warmly lit window. She begged for noone to look out, the man of snow was broad, but not enough to cover Tilly’s wide hips. She continued to pee as if the garden was hers. The stream sounded happy but that was just Tilly. A smile appeared on the woman’s face, satisfaction and relief. She made it somehow without wetting her pants, except a little patch between her legs. As the last bit of dribble came to an end she quickly got dressed and covered the evidence by shoveling away the pee stained snow and footprints with her feet. Tilly ran away delighted and jumped around like a happy child feeling lighter than ever. Her destination was now her house. There were cookies to be made! . I hope this was worth the wait. Let me know what you think 🙂
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  23. Audrey loved flying as a kid. It meant the start of an exciting new trip and things such as breakfast at the airport and waking up at weird hours of the night to catch their early morning flight just added to the experience. As a 22 year old college student, most of those thoughts still rang true, on the departure trip anyway. By her return flight, she was exhausted and just wanted to get home as fast as possible. Audrey found herself at a busy airport waiting on her return flight alongside her sister, Katie. Both girls were on their way back to Goldwood for the start of the spring semester. Christmas and New Years had been nice, but their time as guests had run its course and Audrey was definitely ready to get away from her parents. And Katie. When Katie first told Audrey she was also committing to Goldwood College, Audrey laughed thinking it was a joke. They butted heads constantly and Audrey assumed she would take college as her opportunity to branch out of her older sister’s shadow. Katie explained that she originally had planned on it, but a sizable biochemistry scholarship said otherwise. Goldwood College did have a great program for that after all. The result led to very different sisters waiting for the same plane. Audrey wore her favorite black hoodie and tweaked her Spotify playlist while Katie sat working on an adult coloring book in a pink blouse and white jeans while her blonde hair was tied back. Audrey’s phone buzzed and Katie sighed having received the same message. Their flight was pushed back an hour. She was almost certain that would happen given the winter weather in Goldwood, but their Dad insisted on dropping them off at the airport two and a half hours early no matter what. “Want to get coffee to pass the time?” Audrey asked. “Sure!” Katie said. The line at the airport’s Dunkin Donuts was long, but there was plenty of time to kill so neither sister minded. They were in an atrium of sorts with plenty of plants and an indoor fountain which made for interesting scenery. 11:00 hit and the fountain turned off momentarily before shooting a spout of water high up in the air as some sort of hourly feature. By the time the fountain returned to normal, Audrey felt a twinge in her bladder. They’d been at the airport for several hours, so she made a note to pee after she was done with her coffee. In line, she saw Katie swaying from side to side. Perhaps she needed to go as well. By the time Audrey reached the counter, their flight was delayed an extra half hour so she opted to get a 24 oz. iced coffee and sip on that for the next hour. Katie bought one the same size and they headed to find a table at the food court. “This thing is massive, and I love it,” Katie said. “But first I think I’m going to go make room.” She set her drink down and headed off looking for a bathroom confirming Audrey’s suspicions. Given Katie’s history it wasn’t surprising. The younger sister had a bedwetting problem well into her teenage years was always the first person to pee at the movies or on family road trips. Audrey and her friends had made fun of her once when she was 16 and Katie was 14, but she genuinely felt awful afterwards and was happy once Katie finally got over it. Audrey in contrast had been blessed with a large bladder, yet cursed by being incredibly pee shy. Back when she worked her seasonal Halloween job, she’d routinely held her pee for entire shifts. She would’ve gotten away with it, if not for a fateful Halloween night where she drank two water bottles and conceded to wetting her pants after four hours of holding. Katie reappeared about ten minutes later. “Long line in there.” Audrey frowned at that news. “I was going to wait till I finished this, but I guess I’ll go now just in case.” “Smart planning,” Katie said. Audrey grinned. “That’s why I wasn’t the one in diapers for my fifteenth birthday.” “Rude!” Katie said. “In fact, I hope the line is so long that you pee your pants waiting.” Audrey sarcastically held up heart hands as she made her way to the bathroom. Her sister certainly wasn’t lying about the line. After about a third of her coffee, she was incredibly desperate and hopped from foot to foot in a line of ten adult women and a few kids. There were four stalls in the bathroom with one in use by someone who had to do more than pee based on the time taken. Two of the women in front of Audrey were perhaps even more desperate than she was. The first was an African American girl around her age with curly hair. She tapped her foot both very fast and very loud. As Audrey squirmed in line, her own tapping foot eventually synched up. Both Audrey and the other girl blushed as a girl who looked around five declared “they have to pee pee just like Mommy.” The little girl’s mother was a brunette with glasses who looked roughly in her late twenties or early thirties. Her legs were knotted and her hands pressed against her stomach when they weren’t hanging onto her kid. Her daughter eventually broke her grip and ran off to the paper towel dispenser. It was a apparently her first encounter with a motion sensor dispenser and she waved her arms to send out about five paper towels her mother ran out and grabbed her. As the woman bent down to pick up her daughter’s mess, Audrey caught a glance of white fabric. For a moment she thought it was a diaper, but she recognized it as one of those incontinence pads she saw on TV. She wondered if the pad was already damp. Audrey wound up wishing she had a protective pad of her own as the line continued to drag. A second stall was filled up by someone pooping and Audrey, the curly haired girl, and the young mom all squirmed in line. The curly haired girl had stopped tapping her foot in effort to keep her jeans dry. That appeared to be going well until Audrey heard her gasp. She looked over and saw a small stain at the crotch of her jeans. Seeing that seemed to inspire Audrey’s own bladder to leak. She panicked for a few seconds until she got her stream under control. A stall opened and the curly haired girl dashed past the three people in front of her and slammed it shut. Having seen her desperation none of the women in front of her were even that mad. “Excuse me, can I go in front of you?” the young mother asked Audrey. Audrey froze for a few seconds trying to politely tell her that she was desperate herself, but caved after a few desperate pleas. The brunette thanked her profusely and good willed strangers let her be next in line. Just when it looked like she was in the clear, the flush of a toilet was the last straw. The woman’s knees buckled and pee came gushing out. She tried to stem the flow but it did no good and comments from her daughter about “Mommy needs diapers” only embarrassed her further. As another spurt burst out of Audrey, she wondered what it felt like in the other woman’s shoes. She’d come prepared, but not prepared enough. Her pad had to be drenched after making its last stand. Had she been in any other predicament, Audrey would’ve gone to comfort her. Audrey finally bit the bullet and tried to move up in line. Two women let her past while the third said “Sorry two is enough and I’ve got to go.” Fair. Now that her desperation was known, Audrey had no reason to care about modesty. She was full on dancing by the time a stall opened for her. She yanked down her leggings and raced to the toilet. She couldn’t fully pull her panties down in time and they took part of the spray as a result. She sat on the bowl and threw her head back in exhaustion. She’d mostly made it. The fewer questions Katie asked, the better. After dabbing her pants and panties with toilet paper, she washed her hands as thoroughly as possible and left the bathroom. Katie was at the same table blissfully unaware of the hell her sister just went through. Their flight got pushed back another 30 minutes and both sisters relaxed at the food court enjoying their coffee. Forty-five minutes passed. Katie went to the bathroom again and Audrey was beginning to consider going a second time if she found better line luck. Audrey’s phone buzzed suddenly. Their flight hadn’t been delayed as long as the app expected and would board in five minutes! Katie came out a few minutes later. “Long line that time?” Audrey asked. “Oh not too bad,” Katie said. “Good. Guess I’ll just wait to go again during the flight at this point,” Audrey said. All passengers for the flight boarded smoothly. Katie sat by the window, Audrey took the middle seat and a middle aged man sat on the aisle seat across from his wife and two kids. Audrey was beginning to idly flip through bad airline TV when the pilot’s voice rang over the intercom. “Attention passengers. We are experiencing high wind delays. Expect to stay on the ground for about fifteen more minutes,” he said. Fifteen minutes inevitably turned into thirty and the remainder of Audrey’s coffee began to nag her. Just as she contemplated asking the man beside her to let her out, the delay was lifted and the plane began to move. She turned to Katie as the fasten seatbelt sign came on. Her sister was grimacing with legs tightly crossed. “Are you okay?” Audrey whispered. Katie shook her head. “I didn’t get a chance to pee that second time. The line was too long and I was scared to miss boarding.” “Oh no,” Audrey said. “You drank that huge coffee and haven’t gone in about…” “Two hours,” Katie whispered. “Well if it makes you feel any better, I have to go too,” Audrey said. Katie took a deep breath. “Well, this flight is about to get interesting.” Audrey nodded as the plane rocketed down the runaway and eventually took flight. Her ears popped and her bladder filled while the fasten seatbelt sign taunted them overhead.
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  24. No idea what niners are, but she pees herself. I came across it on VK. Desperation Pee - Niners Fan didnt want to miss the game.mp4
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  25. Enjoy it !ts from my life 😉 I hope you like my wet jeans
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  26. A girl with great little tits (I'm quite jealous) wets her leggings Video by Hanna Adams.mp4
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  27. Sorry for the long wait! Also happy holidays to everyone who celebrates! But here we go with chapter 13! ____________________________ Luna slowly opened her eyes, yawned, stretched and.. suddenly felt wetness... panicked for a second... and then realized the agreement with Chloe again and calmed down. She thought back on yesterday evening... Yesterday evening when they had gotten back from the movie in soaked pants Luna and Chloe agreed that it's ok to wet the bed if either of them wanted to. Chloe had proposed this new agreement and Luna was over the moon with it, partly because that meant she didn't have to get up multiple times to go to the toilet anymore, but mostly it just meant she could let it flow in her pajamas and bed whenever she wanted to without judgement. And that's exactly what she had done in the middle of the night. _________________________________ Now that Luna had calmed down and was still laying in her soggy bed she felt that she was bursting to pee. Without overthinking it she relaxed her bladder and let her morning pee out in her bed. She got greeted by the warmth in her crotch that quickly spread down and engulfed her, laying cozy and comfy underneath her bed sheets she enjoyed the wetness that was spreading underneath her. She shoved her hand in her panties to feel the stream going through her fingers, she was feeling blissful. She was gonna miss this when the cruise would eventually end. Only when she let out the last few drops she realized Chloe was already awake, Luna got flustered knowing she probably heard the sound of her peeing on her side of the bed. she wasn't sure if Chloe had gone to the toilet or not during the night, embarrassed she said good morning. "Good morning." Chloe answered while still groggy from sleeping, "Holy shit i actually slept so much better than last few nights, turns out not having to get up multiple times in the night for the toilet really helps getting a good nights rest." She said while stretching and yawning. Just as Chloe was done stretching Luna could hear the unmistakable hissing sound coming from Chloe's side, she grinned and her embarrassment had faded knowing she wasn't the only one who had been wetting her bed. Luna said with a grin, "Same, i slept really good." Luna was very glad her friend was indulging in their new agreement, she felt nice and comfy in her wet bed and decided to turn on the tv and to their surprise there was an announcement from Dr. Neuhauss. According to the video the ship will be docking at a port tomorrow to refuel and restock on food and other materials. Everyone can leave the ship and visit the local town if they desired. He specifically added in his weird energetic way of saying that this time however, "accidents aren't really allowed as this is obviously in public!" "Accidents still can happen of course! ehehe, we understand that, but please make sure you don't damage anyone's properties this way!" Dr. Neuhauss explained. He continued, "I'm also saying that because if i check some of the test results we can see a positive evolution! ehehe" He then explained some of the results and apparently not to their surprise he said people weren't having as much problems with the drug anymore (Luna assumed he meant that people simply cared less and less about accidents) "Especially with the younger people we notice there is almost no problems with side effects anymore, keep it up! ehehe" He said while giving a thumbs up, "For the people that are already a bit older it seems to vary quite a bit, but if alcohol comes in the equation it seems the tolerance to the side effects is lessened as well, not sure what we can do with that information but good to know i guess. ehehe" (Luna remembered the drunk woman openly wetting herself in the elevator, so that probably checks out Luna thought.) "Oh and before i forget!! It has come to my attention that some of you more cheeky passengers have figured out some of the rotations for these toilets! Well it would be a shame if someone was to... mix it up a little bit! ehehe, good luck guessing the new rotations! This adventure is so much fun isn't it?!" Dr. Neuhauss finally ended with maximum enthousiasme as if he had just announced a new theme park or something. A few days ago Luna and Chloe would've panicked hearing this, but now with everything that had already happened they didn't know if they should be happy about it as this might give them more excuses to wet their pants. After the video ended they got up, showered and started their day. ___________________________________ Luna and Chloe were accompanied by Liv, Selena and Vicky. They were shopping in some of the clothing stores on the ship, choosing out new outfits for the evening. Every day there's a little show accompanied with a band playing on one of the decks next to the pools, there are plenty of bars and apparently the ship's crew brings out lounge chairs as well. Their group of classmates had all agreed to go in the evening so Luna and Chloe agreed to join as well. Luna usually wasn't a big fan of shopping and she usually dressed quite plain, a jeans with a tshirt and a black sweater or hoodie was all she needed usually, she also wasn't big on the make up game. But Chloe had promised she was gonna give her a small make over, and Luna just couldn't say no when Chloe was also giving her compliments about her looks but (according to Chloe's opinion) she wasn't playing it to her strengths. Chloe was picking out the clothes for Luna to try on while the other girls were also darting in and out of the fitting rooms. Chloe also picked out a bunch of stuff for herself when they went to the fitting rooms. There weren't that many rooms they noticed, probably because they needed to save space on the ship and sadly (or to Luna's luck) They were all occupied except one. "In here!" Chloe said while dragging Luna in the only fitting room left. Chloe started undressing immediately while Luna realized she actually got lucky for getting in this situation, they both undressed and changed into the new clothes to try on, Luna got a bit of fluttering feelings seeing Chloe half naked and standing this close to her. Trying not to stare she got dressed and they checked out their new outfits in the mirror. Definitely more colorful than what she would usually wear but she did like it, Luna was wearing a red stylish designer jumpsuit with long legs that was showing quite some cleavage, although not slutty. A bit bold for her as she was usually quite timid, but she decided she was gonna give it a try. While checking herself out in the mirror the thought crossed her mind how it would look like if she would wet them... Of course not here and not right now... but you never know what might happen in the evening... it would be incredibly visible however but Luna felt like that wasn't a deal breaker anymore, when they had entered the cruise ship she would've never even thought of doing something crazy as peeing in her clothes on purpose, let alone in public. Chloe went a little bit more basic, but she had on a tight jeans with a white blouse that really suited her, it was really cute Luna thought. They tried other stuff out but they eventually went with their first choice. Just in time they left the store as Luna felt her need to pee was getting pretty high by now, luckily the toilets were on green this time in central park. Later they all ate lunch together happily chatting and gossipping about everything happening on the cruise as well as the announcement in the morning. The others also agreed that people started to care less about accidents which further explained Dr. Neuhauss his data. Liv said in between bites from her sandwich, "I was mortified back on the train when i wet myself, i'm starting to realize it's not as big of a deal as i had initially thought." "Girl, there's nothing to feel bad about, we all wet ourselves!" Vicky said with a mouthful of food. "You didn't see Peyton wet herself yesterday though, i kind of felt bad for her." Luna said while taking a sip from her drink. Chloe shrugged and said, "She should've just accept it and wet herself, literally no one would've batted an eye if she just... did it, if you know what i mean." "Honestly about yesterday, please don't laugh! But we didn't try all that hard to find a green toilet, instead of running across the ship trying to find a toilet we just gave up and wet our pants because it was way more convenient." Selena admitted sheepishly. Luna had always felt like her interest in wetting was weird, like a different planet of weird. But now she was casually talking about it with friends and she was loving it, even her friends weren't weirded out by it. Even though they seemed to be doing it more out of convenience then anything else. But all this talk had made her want to wet her new jumpsuit even more, she was already starting to look forward to wearing her stylish new clothing in the evening and just letting go in them when she would find a good enough excuse... she was even contemplating to just do it even if she wouldn't find a proper excuse. Just thinking about it was already sending shivers over her spine. ___________________________________________ After lunch their group split up and Luna got dragged along by Chloe to go get a new haircut, then a manicure and after that they finally got their make up done by a professional. Something that Luna normally wouldn't enjoy somehow became fun, just because she was doing it with Chloe. On top of that her heart had skipped a beat every time Chloe had given her a compliment on how she looked. While Luna was sitting in the salon waiting for her hair to be done, she was staring at Chloe who was in the middle of getting hers done. Luna was reflecting on yesterday and what Emma had told her, she had so casually mentioned that she thought Chloe had feelings for her as well. Emma had said some bold stuff the last few days, but arguably all of it was true... she couldn't disagree with the weird takes either. What are the odds she could be right about Chloe, even though Emma barely knew her. Luna was pondering over this while still staring at Chloe, Luna had decided before she would try to forget about her feelings for Chloe but so far that hadn't really worked out at all. Luna couldn't figure out if she was imagining the signals, or they were just mixed signals. argh, she couldn't figure it out, but she wasn't really getting any further as she was changing her mind over and over again. Luna caught herself overthinking again, maybe Emma was right and she should just tell Chloe how she felt about her even if she was most likely gonna be rejected, correction, of course she'll be rejected, there's no shot Chloe has feelings for her... but then there was the hand holding... argh, she was overthinking again... "Earth to moon aka Luna, it's your turn!" Chloe waved, "Stop dreaming!" Luna woke up from her daydreaming, got up and swapped seats with Chloe. After the haircut they went on for the manicure to get their nails done and other treatments to finally end up getting their make up done. During all this they have had acces to a toilet every time, funnily enough Luna started to feel a little bit let down by the new toilet rotations, now that she was getting more confident she started to look for excuses to wet herself but the toilets kept ending up green for now. Once they were done with everything they started to walk around the ship looking what they were gonna get for dinner, they finally stumbled on a pizzeria and to their surprise it was also free, usually everything that wasn't buffet you had to pay extra, they gladly sat down and ordered their pizza. _____________________________________________ Luna got dressed for the evening and was looking at herself in their bathroom mirror, she looked stunning, she was perplexed what a new haircut, make up and the clothes that Chloe had chosen for her could do. Not that she ever was unhappy with how she looked, but usually she didn't really care all that much. Right now she didn't look like the timid girl that always stood at the sidelines. Luna walked out of their bathroom and Chloe her eyes widened, "Girl, you look hot!" Luna could feel herself starting to blush. Chloe added, "Please leave some guys for me will ya!" Why did she have to say that... she wasn't interested in anyone other than Chloe right now but it really seemed that feeling wasn't mutual... she decided to try and ignore her own feelings as much as possible and try to have a good time at the party. They eventually left to go to the party at the top deck where the rest of their friends and classmates were. ____________________________________________ It was getting dark outside but it was hard to tell as the whole top deck was full of light and ambience. A good chunk of the deck was also equipped with fire pits with surrounding lounge/bean bags, some single seats but also what seemed like lounge bags big enough where you could sit with two. There were stalls serving food and drinks with music everywhere, people were dancing all around the pools and it really looked like a good time. They mingled in the crowd and found their friends who were dancing, Luna and Chloe got compliments left and right how good they looked, Luna was feeling confident which is a bit rare for her, normally in these situations she's more of an onlooker from the sidelines but now she decided to join, dance and have a good time. Not completely to her surprise she saw Chloe walk off towards the grill and go order some more food, even if they had eaten pizza not so long ago. After a while they all took a break and went for another round of drinks, while standing at the side of the pool. Suddenly a group of guys their age joins in and started socializing, Luna not being the most social of the bunch was gonna take her usual spot at the sideline and just listen to the conversations. When she realized that option didn't seem possible, the most handsome of the bunch tried to start a conversation with her, she wasn't sure why and she wasn't all too interested in fact. Luna's attention however went out to the other side of the group, where Chloe had started a conversation with one of the other guys, for the first time Luna felt a sting of jealousy, she tried to ignore it however. Of course her friend would flirt with the guy, what was she even thinking. The DJ screamed something in his mic and a new song started up hyping up the crowd. Luna tried to forget it and excused herself as she needed the toilet. The idea of wetting herself definitely lingered in her mind but there was no excuse right now as the evening was still young and all toilets were open. Almost reluctantly she got out of her jumpsuit and dropped herself on the toilet, she loved her new outfit but it was so annoying to get it off every time she needed to pee. When she was done and exited her cubicle to wash her hands she got greeted by Peyton and Liv who were doing the same. Peyton suddenly said, "Hey Luna, that hot guy is trying to flirt with you and you're just gonna ignore him? If you're not gonna go for him i will!" "Huh, what?" Luna answered confused, "I don't know, he just started talking to me." Peyton and Liv looked at each other baffled while Liv said, "She doesn't even realize." Peyton walked over to Luna, pushed her head so it rotated and faced towards the mirror so Luna had to look at herself now. "You're really gonna make me say it aren't you?" Peyton said jokingly, "You're the hottest one in the group cupcake, of course he tried to flirt with you, look at yourself!" Liv added, "Chloe really did a great job today not gonna lie, i guess she really wanted you to score tonight!" Luna was sheepishly looking at herself in the mirror, letting it sink in what they were saying, so she was the most attractive in their group? Really? While they left the toilets to regroup with the others she was overthinking what Liv had said though, Chloe had done a great job on the mini make over indeed, but Luna hadn't given it much thought that Chloe might have done that to get her to score some date. All she was thinking about was Chloe so she hadn't realized that option. A new song started and the crowd got hyped once more, the music was loud. Everyone was dancing again and Luna spotted Chloe who was dancing with the guy from before, she was smiling and looked happy while she was dancing way too close to him Luna thought. She realized that the guy Chloe was dancing with was probably her type and that she might be into him. First jealousy, then sadness, and then she felt anger, because she felt like an idiot for thinking that there might have been a chance that Chloe had feelings for her. Luna got another drink and the guy from earlier returned, she apologized for earlier and she finally started talking to him. Apparently his name was Jake and he seemed charming after all, they started dancing and while the guy was doing everything right Luna had a hard time to really care about him. She tried though, he seemed like a good guy. It was now obvious to her he was flirting with her but she didn't mind. Jake seemed to be interested in her though as they started talking, they talked about their hobbies (Luna felt herself being much less interesting than Jake) and favorite music as well as agreeing that the DJ was a bit full of himself when he shouted in his mic one more time, although they agreed on that the music was good. Luna saw Liv doing a gesture towards her, she probably meant "good job with the hot guy". she felt herself blush a little bit, this was more attention than she was used to. When Luna realized she hadn't seen Chloe in a while, she glanced around for her on the dance floor until she realized Chloe wasn't dancing anymore. Chloe was sitting all alone at one of the bars on a stool, she looked sad, almost gloomy even. Luna could swear Chloe was looking at her just a split second ago before her eyes had found her. When Jake excused himself to go and take a leak Luna walked towards Chloe, she wondered what was wrong. By the time Luna had come close to her, Chloe her smile was back on her face. "Hey what's up?" Chloe said with an upbeat voice, "Told you you would score tonight!" "Yea he's nice i guess, but how are you doing?" Luna asked, it wasn't that same Chloe smile she was used to and for sure something was bothering her. Chloe replied in an upbeat voice, "I'm good! Just taking a break and err... i wasn't really feeling that guy, but don't worry about me and get back to your date!" Not entirely sure what was going on with Chloe at this point but Luna realized that she didn't actually want to spend the evening with Jake, even though there was nothing wrong with him, she knew very well who she wanted to spend her evening with. A short silence fell and after a couple of seconds Luna finally said, "Actually i think i just want to spend the evening with you." She quickly added, "If that's ok of course?" Chloe's eyes widened a bit, she quickly agreed and they ordered new drinks for themselves and after a bit of chatting Chloe asked if she wanted to dance a bit, Luna said yes but also apologized to Jake when he returned and said she would dance a bit with her friend. "Are you sure about letting that Jake guy go like that?" Chloe asked "Oh yea, i've made my decision." Luna answered immediately, Chloe frowned a bit, "Was something wrong with him?" Luna thought for a bit and shrugged, "hmm, no not really, he was really charming." She was playing a dangerous game here Luna felt, she admitted to let go of a charming guy that was nothing wrong with, to dance with her friend. But she also noticed how Chloe was having fun again as she could tell her actual smile had gotten back. After a couple songs Luna noticed the rest of the gang had found a place in the lounge chairs that had come free, they had enough seats for everyone and it had a fire pit in the middle, they had gotten lucky as there weren't many of these bigger spots with seats and fire pit in the middle. They kept dancing for a while longer until they noticed their group was signing to them to come over so they stopped and walked over to them. Just in time she realized as the group were ordering drinks and even though she was feeling quite buzzed by now she ordered another drink. To her joy Luna noticed how there was only one seat left, a duo seat. She tried brushing it off like it was nothing but she was happy for this coincidence. Luna plunged down in the seat and signed Chloe to join, which she did. This didn't actually mean anything of course, as it's not too weird that she would dance with her friend and sit together like this, but nonetheless Luna felt like she was enjoying this evening a lot more already. Sitting next to Chloe in the soft and comfy lounge chair, it looked a bit like an oversized beanbag, but the way it was designed made it that it was slightly pressing them together and she was hyper aware of how close Chloe was sitting to her. Luna could feel her thigh brushing against Chloe's whenever one of them moved. They all got their drinks and they were happily chatting while sitting around the fire pit, some of the guys had joined and Luna noticed Jake now sitting with Peyton. Luna didn't mind, she had given away the opportunity after all, a bit later she noticed her phone vibrate and checked her messages and to her surprise it was Peyton sending an apology. She grinned a bit before sending back that it was all fine. They were all in good spirits and it seemed like the evening/night would continue on like this in good spirits. But oh was Luna wrong about this... Luna glanced at Chloe and she got surprised by her look, she was staring off in the distance somewhere further on the deck, her face was pale as if she had seen a ghost. "Hey what's wrong?" Luna asked spooked, "That over there... is Caitlyn... with that group of people next to the pool." Chloe said with a shaking voice, "They saw me i think and they're coming over here." Luna was confused for a second until it came back to her, the night Chloe had explained her past and the bullying that had happened on her old school. Chloe had told her story and this Caitlyn girl had been the main instigator and reason for her bullying, Chloe hadn't gone into detail but Luna knew enough that she was Chloe's worst enemy. Just as she recalled the story she could see Chloe her shoulders drop and sink inside their chair. She looked frightened, frail and scared. Nothing like the Chloe she usually knew, but this did remind her of the time they had met and she remembered Chloe being a lot more timid back then but she quickly developed her more bold and open personality when becoming friends with Luna. Right now Luna felt like she needed and wanted to protect Chloe, she looked absolutely terrified as Caitlyn approached them with some of the other people behind her, Luna assumed they were Caitlyn's friends. "Look who we have here!! It's my number one favorite person Chloe!" Caitlyn squeeled, "We missed you so much!" Luna didn't even need to hear whatever was gonna come next, she could almost feel the viciousness emanating from her. Luna sneered back, "Leave her alone! The ship is big enough so go somewhere else!" The others from her group had all gone silent now, they all realized something was going on, not sure who this Caitlyn girl was but everyone could feel the sudden tension spike. "Relax, i'm just catching up with my dearest friend here!" Caitlyn feigned, "And who might you be?" Before anyone could reply Caitlyn continued, "Hold up! You are her girlfriend? I can't believe she finally scored! It's so cute you're trying to defend her as well!" Luna was confused now but she could also feel Chloe trembling at this point. Chloe shouted, "Shut up and leave! Please..." She almost mumbled the last words, Caitlyn her gaze went over them, gauging the situation, seeing Chloe's reaction and Luna's confused expression she came to her conclusion and continued. "Oh wait i'm wrong, she's way out of Chloe's league i just realized!" Caitlyn said while her friends behind her were laughing. "What did she tell you about me? Seems like you know some but not the whole story don't you?" Luna sneered back, "Enough to know you're no good!" Someone behind Caitlyn shouted while laughing, "Cait, they don't know!" "Shut up!" Chloe yelled with her voice cracking, Luna could see fear on her face now, everything was going so fast she didn't know exactly was going on but she could tell Chloe was on the verge of breaking down. "She's a fucking dyke(offensive slang for lesbian), i'm guessing you didn't know that yet! Oh Chloe remember what we did to your bike? (the people behind her laughed again) Or the time in the dressing room?" (again laughter from behind her) Chloe suddenly jumped up and ran away, Luna was too shocked to do something while some of the guys had stood up deciding they had seen and heard enough, realizing whoever this group was that they didn't have any good intentions. "Oops! I guess i just dragged her out of the closet? Again?!" Caitlyn laughed almost hysterically, They decided it was time for them to leave though as they turned around and left while the entire group was laughing hysterically over their 'joke'. They started walking back to their original spot. Luna stood up, she wanted to follow Chloe, comfort her, tell her everything will be ok, but first she had to do something else. "Um, Luna? Where are you going?" The others asked confused and worried when she walked in the other direction Chloe went. Introverted and timid Luna had reached her limit, she had seen the utter fear on Chloe's face. That night flashed in front of her eyes how Chloe had bawled her eyes out while telling her story about her past school, now the puzzle pieces were falling together and she realized she didn't know the full story. All of that didn't matter though, she felt pure anger and resentment rise up inside her and she could only see a target on the back of Caitlyn as she was walking towards her. She was the one who had hurt Chloe and she was gonna pay for it. Luna caught up to them right when they got back to the side of the pool, without any warning she grabbed Caitlyn with her hair and blouse and with all her might and weight she swung her into the pool, with the power of surprise on her side Caitlyn had never seen it coming and while screaming she flew head first into the pool, in her tumble she had dropped her phone and purse. Luna kicked the purse after her with it's contents spraying out around in the pool. Just as Caitlyn her head came up out of the water Luna kicked her phone after her, it bounced off of the water surface and hit her right into her face. Before people had fully realized what happened Luna had already bolted away, looking where Chloe went. Peyton, Liv, Vicky, Selena and the rest of their group stood with their mouth's agape, Luna wouldn't normally hurt a fly but she had just went berserk and catapulted the witch, whoever she was, into the pool. They didn't know the full story but they caught the gist of it. ____________________________________ Luna had walked around the deck and in some of the hallways until she finally found Chloe sitting in a chair in a zone that was normally for daily activities but was now closed and empty during the remainder of the evening/night. Chloe's shoulders were dropped, with her head down and resting it on her arm. Luna walked up to her, her heart broke when she heard her snicker and saw the tears rolling down her face. Luna crouched down in front of Chloe, trying to comfort Chloe but she faced away from Luna, hiding her face partially. "I checked if the witch could swim, hope you don't mind." Luna said in a low voice but with a bit of a grin on her face. Chloe said with a low but confused voice, "You did what?" "I tossed Caitlyn in the pool and kicked her phone and purse after her." Luna said with a massive grin on her face. Chloe now faced Luna, her make up had slightly ran out. Her mouth agape, "You didn't." "Oh i absolutely did!" Luna said with a big smile on her face. "Why?!" "Apparently i don't know the full story of what happened, but i do know she deserved it!" Luna said, "I don't know what Caitlyn said is true, but if it is, you don't have to worry about it ok." Chloe sighed, and started to fill in the story she had partially told before, "Years ago i told this girl on my school i had feelings for her, i trusted her. She responded with 'I need to think about it'." Chloe had dropped her head and continued her story, "At the end of the school day i went home with a pretty good feeling, if she said she had to think about it that meant she must have feelings as well right? Otherwise she would've just said no or something. But oh was i wrong." Luna took out a wipe and started to clean some of the make up that had ran out from her crying. "When i got to school next day i learned that everyone in my class knew about... me liking girls." Luna could see how uncomfortable Chloe was as she was forcing out the words. "And then the bullying started, i lost the few friends i had and up to this day i don't understand what i saw in that girl... she turned into the Caitlyn you met earlier." "Oh shit!" Luna felt awful in Chloe's stead. "I don't get something though, you always talked with the others about guys as if it was the most normal thing? Like i remember even a few days ago in the pool, and earlier you flirted with that guy..." "I tried to hide it as much as possible by pretending i was straight, because i was afraid for something similar to happen like on my previous school and..." Chloe cleared her throat, "and lose you." "You won't lose me silly!" Luna comforted her, reassuring her everything is fine between them. "So... we're still friends? And i don't have to sleep on the couch?" Chloe asked, "Why would you need to sleep on the couch??" Luna answered while laughing, Chloe was starting to get her smile back now, "I just thought... never mind, the years of bullying really messed me up, i thought everyone including you would resent me like Caitlyn did, i just felt like a weirdo." Luna reassured her, "There's nothing wrong with you, and i don't think you have to worry about the rest of the class either!" Luna had pulled out her phone a while earlier, it had been buzzing frequently, she checked the group chat and as she had hoped her fellow classmates had put comforting messages towards Chloe saying it's all ok. Chloe her eyes widened as she was reading the chat, a load fell off her shoulders seeing what everyone said. "You don't have to pretend anymore, just be yourself from now on. Also you can tell me everything and i promise i'll still be here, ok?" Luna said reassuringly. She wanted to continue and say the rest of what was on her mind, tell her how she felt about her but she couldn't get the words out. Before she could open her mouth again, "Even... even if i told you that..." Chloe stammered through her sentence, "that i've had a crush on you since like... a week after we met?" Luna couldn't believe her ears anymore, Chloe was sitting in front of her with her gaze to the ground, her face was bright red. Luna's head was spinning. "I... I'm so sorry, i don't know why i said that, forget i said that please! I wasn't thinking." Chloe stammered, "I'm such an idiot, i understand if you want me to sleep on the couch or change rooms." Luna tried to find words, "Stop saying that about the couch thing already!" "So we're still friends? Right?" Chloe looked up at Luna with tears in the corner of her eyes, Luna thought for a second, gathered her thoughts as much as possible and answered, "Actually no." Chloe's eyes widened and her mouth went open and closed again, as Luna realized her mistake when she could see Chloe's living soul escape from her body. "I didn't mean it like that!" Luna quickly intervened, "I meant that... since a few days ago i... What i'm trying to say..." She took a deep breath, "I want to be more than just friends!" There... she said it, she finally said what was on her mind all this time, she let out a deep breath and looked at Chloe's face... but she didn't react... "Hello? Chloe you ok?" Luna said as she waved her hand in front of her face. No reaction, The rollercoaster of emotions was too much for her to handle and she seemingly went into shock. "Oh here you guys are, finally. For a second i thought you might have gone to your room. Anyway, the show is starting soon and people are asking for your spots all the time." Liv walked up to them, "Chloe are you ok? Don't worry about that bitch, security escorted her away after we told them what had happened." Chloe came back to life it seemed, she answered with a small voice "Yea i'm fine, i think. Isn't it better if i just go to my room and call it a day?" "Come on don't let that bitch ruin your night!" Liv said as she gestured they start moving. "Come on, it's fine." Luna said as she grabbed Chloe's hand and gently made her follow. _________________________ The three of them got back to their spot and their group cheered that Chloe was back. Luna could see a smile on Chloe's face while also getting flustered from all the attention. Luna was happy their duo lounge chair was kept free for them, or had their group done that on purpose? She wasn't sure but she didn't care either. Luna plunged down on the chair and signed Chloe to follow. When she sat down as well Luna grabbed a fresh drink that their group had ordered for them and maybe it was due to the alcohol in her system, or was it the adrenaline still from earlier? She wasn't sure but she didn't care what their group would think of her next action. Luna lifted her one arm up and draped it over Chloe's shoulders, inviting her in an embrace, Chloe immediately leaned in and accepted Luna's embrace. Luna wasn't really thinking at all, so much had happened in so little time but suddenly she had Chloe in one arm and a delicious drink in the other hand. She didn't really care what the others would think of this while she could feel Chloe getting comfortable and lean in even more and rest her head on Luna's shoulder. With Chloe now so close Luna could even smell her shampoo, she was relishing every moment of this. To Luna's surprise and pleasure their group including the guys just kept chatting along about how the bitch had gone head first into the pool without commenting at all about her and Chloe's embrace. Employees were handing out blankets to keep everyone warm while the night air was starting to cool off, Liv spread a blanket over Luna and Chloe which they thanked her for. The show started and while it wasn't anything special, there was a band playing live in the middle of the area, but together with the mood, drinks and fire pits it was a pleasurable experience all together. Luna could feel how Chloe draped her hand over her lap now that the blanket was hiding this from the rest. Luna set down her glass for a bit and put her hand under the blanket and both their hands met, they intertwined their fingers while Chloe lifted her face up a little so she could look at Luna. Both girls looked each other in the eyes while Luna could see a sparkle in Chloe's eyes, they leaned in and their lips connected. The sound and everything else around them faded out, the only thing Luna felt was the heat of Chloe's body and her soft lips pressed against hers. The butterflies in Luna's stomach started doing a victory dance, she didn't care their entire group could, and probably was seeing this, she was completely immersed in the moment as they kissed for what seemed an eternity even though it was only a simple kiss for not longer than a few seconds tops. They looked at each other mesmerized, Chloe started blushing and quickly buried her face in Luna's shoulder and neck area. Luna came back to reality and realized she had just kissed Chloe for the first time, but also everyone must have seen that as it had gotten quiet she now noticed. "I gotta admit, that guy is pretty good with his guitar." "Yea, the show isn't crazy or anything, but just perfect for what it needs to be." "Lets be real here, the real show was Luna throwing that bitch in the pool, no show in the world can top that!" Everyone in the group laughed at Peyton's joke. Luna realized their whole group pretended to not have seen anything just now, it was obvious though as they had gone quiet until just now. Luna couldn't stop smiling and grinning the entire time, she noticed the same was true for Chloe as she popped her face out of hiding realizing the coast was clear. Luna did have a problem though... She hadn't been to the toilet in a while and she was bursting to pee, but with everything happening she hadn't even thought about it, but the drinks were definitely catching up to her. Only now she noticed how Chloe was fidgeting under her blanket, it must mean she also was desperate. Immediately her thoughts came back from earlier today, how she wanted to wet her new red jumpsuit. A real excuse wasn't there, but she really didn't feel like getting up now that she was so comfy with Chloe in her arms. Luna gave a squeeze in Chloe's hand which made her move her head up so Luna could whisper in her ear. Luna whispered, "If you need to pee and in case you don't want to leave, i'm ok with it if you do it here." Chloe's eyes widened, "Yea i really didn't want to get up now, but are you sure?" she whispered back, she shyly added, "Your pants might get wet as well." Luna wanted to answer, then changed her mind, she realized she didn't need to hold back anymore while talking to Chloe, she could be more open from now on. With her heart beating like crazy Luna whispered, "I'm counting on it." Chloe laid her head back down on Luna's shoulder and after about a minute of waiting, what felt like an eternity Luna felt a small squeeze in her hand. She guessed this meant Chloe was peeing. A few seconds later Luna felt something on her butt, she felt wetness. Right after that a familiar warmth slowly spreading under her, only this familiar warmth wasn't coming from herself this time. Luna's mind almost went blank as she realized Chloe's pee was pouring through her jeans, spreading on the lounge bag and was wetting luna's pants. She didn't flinch however, as she happily enjoyed the feeling of her pants getting soaked in Chloe's pee. Luna had already been feeling flustered with everything happening with Chloe, sitting so close and kissing her. But now it cranked up to an eleven as she could feel her face getting bright red. "I can feel and hear your heart beating like crazy." Chloe whispered while a grin was plastered on her face. "Who's fault is that you think?" Luna whispered back with an even bigger grin. With the blanket on them they couldn't see the damage but Luna was pretty sure the entire back of her jumpsuit had a big wet patch now, Chloe's jeans must have an even bigger wet patch than hers. Luna her bladder got hit by a wave of desperation as she got reminded of her own need. Luna whispered, "You don't mind if i also..." Chloe cut Luna off and whispered, "Of course not, just let it go." Luna didn't need more than that. She realized she had been holding it longer than in the last few days and she gladly relaxed her bladder. Without a second thought or flinch she let out her full stream into her panties, almost immediately she felt her pee soak through her panties and into her jumpsuit. Her crotch started to heat up as her clothes were soaking up the pee as much as possible, but quickly it started to spread downwards and add to Chloe's wetness from before. It pooled around her butt this time and she relished the feeling. Luna was fully peeing her brand new designer clothes in the middle of the deck surrounded by what must be hundreds of people. Only obscured by a single blanket and she was loving it. Luna felt a squeeze in her hand and Chloe tilted her head up. Chloe whispered with a grin, "hehe, It feels nice and warm." Luna couldn't believe all of this was really happening, she could probably wake up at any given time and realize this entire cruise was a dream, just a figment of her imagination. But no, it was really happening as she was staring in Chloe's beautiful eyes. They leaned in again for another kiss, it was a weird sensation Luna felt like, she was still peeing her pants while kissing her. When their kiss ended Luna her stream subsided as her bladder was finally emptied. Luna slowly came back to her senses and noticed the band was still playing but was now walking in between the people as well, playing their instruments in between the people. Meanwhile she could still feel her pee slowly soaking in the fabric of the lounge bag. On the bridges connecting the smaller pools together they could see there were acrobats performing tricks with fire, like fire breathing and juggling burning torches, it was pretty epic, but not as epic as peeing her pants while kissing her... girlfriend? She wasn't sure what they were right now, they'll figure that out later. Luna let go of Chloe to duck and grab her drink of the ground as she had gotten thirsty again. When she sit back up it was Chloe that put her arm around Luna this time, Luna happily obliged and sunk deeper into the lounge bag and leaned in on Chloe, resting her head on her shoulder and in her neck. They were effectively mirroring their previous way of sitting "You know what, this might be the best day of my life." Luna happily said while she snuggled closer to Chloe. Chloe responded half jokingly, "Same here! However i do feel like my alarm clock can wake me up at any moment now and realize i have to go to school and all of this was a dream." "Same!" They both laughed at the fact they shared the same thought. "You know what's kind of funny?" Luna asked rethorically, "If Caitlyn hadn't showed up with her bitching, this wouldn't have happened." Chloe thought about this for a second, "True, i would've probably just kept my act up and be sitting here being jealous every time a guy tried to flirt with you, which i brought up on my self by the way because i wanted to make you happy, so i tried my hardest with that make over so you could get a date or something, not that you even needed it because you already look hot. I don't know what i was thinking honestly." "haha yea what were you thinking? All this time all i wanted was you, and you kept blabbering about getting guys." Luna was smiling like an idiot, "I didn't even think that you liking me was even a possible option, i was already happy with just having you as a friend, even though i wanted more." Chloe admitted sheepishly. "Well surprise, i like you a lot actually, i'm an idiot for only realizing it when we were already on the cruise though." After some time went by and the Band started a new song Chloe had come up with a new question. "Did you actually have a plan when you said to just wet my pants?" Chloe whispered, "I don't know how much longer this show is gonna last and as far as i know i think all the toilets are open, so what's the excuse here?" Luna answered, "I'm drunk and i didn't think, honestly i have no idea how we're gonna get away with this!" They both giggled as they realized they were totally screwed... That didn't stop them from having a good time though. __________________________________________ Oh wow this suddenly got long 😅
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  28. Felt the need to pee while watching videos at my pc, so i figured id just let my bladder leak bit by bit until i felt relieved, i peed more than i expected tho haha In an attempt to keep my chair dry i tried having my foot under my butt to prevent it from getting on the chair (to no avail x3) But i did get empty and it felt really nice and warm ^w^ (by the time i went to shower it was feeling pretty refreshing between my legs hehe~)
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  31. Having such a weak bladder, Poizen really couldn’t wait until there was a free stall available so she decided to relieve herself into a decorative plant placed in the ladies room. It’s already overflowing with her fluids and spilling onto the floor but her bladder is nowhere near empty! She can either try to stop the stream and find somewhere else to pee or simply add to the growing puddle… either way the feeling of peeing somewhere this public makes her feel all tingly with excitement ❤️ If you have any requests for where you’d like Poizen to pee in or wet themselves feel free to leave those in the comments! Also please specify if you want the female or male version of them 🙂
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  32. The sky was a deep orange, almost black. Two girls stood in a little greenhouse atop a hill, a single, albeit small tree beside them. Valleys of rye surrounded them, rippling golden grass flowing with the breeze. The two girls stood around, one in a beige dress with a white lace over-corset checked her pocket watch, it was only five minutes till the top of the hour, but if the sun hadn’t set fully by then, they would both have to stay for another hour, since the shop closed “on the hour of sunset”. The air inside the small shop was tense. The two of them were already growing increasingly impatient to be home, and watching as the orange light in the sky slowly hide behind one of the hills was not helping their nerves. The one in beige turned to the other one, who wore a frilly long dark green skirt and a pair of tan boots. “Bella?” The beige one asked. “Clara.” The green one responded. “Could you please close the shop and water the plants tonight? Since I did it yesterday.” “I’m really sorry, Clara, but I can’t.” Clara tilted her head slightly in apparent confusion. “I- I can’t, I just really need to get home quickly tonight. I promise, I’ll close tomorrow and the day after.” Clara sighed, but ultimately was fine with closing, as she didn’t have much else to do. She checked her watch again, then glanced back at the hill, then at Bella, who was facing Clara with a distinct look of uncomfortable impatience. “Well?” Asked Bella, “Did it set in time?” It hadn’t, but Clara knew that Bella would probably not take well to hearing that she would have to delay whatever was so important by another hour. Clara nodded. “It’s closing time.” “Oouuwhh… I need to get home right now, see you tomorrow, Clara!” Bella shouted as she mounted her bicycle outside. She kicked up the kickstand, and immediately sped out of the dirt patch used as the store’s parking lot, and down the paved road, towards town. Clara got a feeling that a customer would have probably abused the sunset rule, a little sliver of the sun was still trying to seep into the endless sea of rye. The theoretical customer in question was probably on their way to the shop right now. It had gotten too dark to see in the shop, so Clara lit a few oil lamps hanging around the greenhouse. She still had to finish up the hour before she could even start closing. She had to walk slowly through the greenhouse as she lit the lamps, she had to walk slowly all the time, as she chose to wear high heels in the rocky gravel floor of the shop every day. After about thirty minutes of standing behind the counter twiddling her thumbs, bobbing in place and swaying about, her prediction had come true. The headlights of a car she had seen leaving town on her road a few minutes ago now filled the greenhouse, it pulled into the parking lot, gravel crunching under its tires. A man and a woman stepped out, and shut the doors. “I told you, the business card said hour of sunset, not at sunset.” The man said. They walked into the store, and Clara gave a wave and a smile. “Good evening, are you two looking for something in particular?” “In-laws are coming over, we need something for the vase on the dining table.” Clara smiled, and walked over to a table of flowers. “These here make great centerpieces.” The man looked at his wife, the wife looked at the flowers and nodded. “Four of those.” He said. Clara cut four, and put them in a small bag full of water. She handed it to the man. The man handed Clara exactly the amount that was needed, and walked out. Clara counted it to make sure, and it was correct, she was a little surprised that someone knew the exact amount that those flowers would cost, but chose to ignore it, as now it was a waiting game until closing time. Clara still stood behind the counter, bobbing in place, swaying around, tapping her fingers, she was also growing impatient for closing time, tortured by the fact that it was only a few minutes away. She knew that she could close early, hell, she owned the place, but Clara refused to do so, she needed to keep herself disciplined, and not run the store lazily. At least, that’s what she said to herself whenever she thought of packing up and leaving when things slowed down. Clara always got lost in this idealized version of herself. The smallest waist, the laciest clothes, the tallest heels, the longest hair, and not a single visible negative emotion. The flower shop was -at least in her mind- the perfect place for her to practice this. And Clara knew that if she played her cards right, she could get the new hire, Bella to be the same. Clara gripped the wooden table with force, her thin beige gloves scrunching up at the fingertips as she did so. Her bobbing and swaying intensified, her impatience to just get out and go home was growing, she grasped the sides of her dress and pursed her lips, and almost like relapsing into a drug, she pulled her pocket watch out. It was two minutes after closing. Clara went outside to grab the watering can. She pumped the water pump outside to fill it up, and went back inside to water all of the plants. After she finished, she put out all the lamps, locked all the doors, and began her two mile walk home. There was a small dirt road cutting through the rye that led out from the parking lot of the flower shop, Clara chose to walk home down this road every morning & night, no easy task in her heels. A specially not when it was pitch black, and she couldn’t see the rocks that almost broke her ankles every couple of steps. Clara could see her house slowly approaching, a decently sized three-story farmhouse that she inherited from a family member. It was lined with baby blue siding and had a light grey tile roof with a skylight. Clara slowly ascended the front porch steps, and unlocked her front door to enter. It creaked loudly as it opened, and closed behind her with a hearty thud. Clara immediately unlaced her over-corset, and then her dress. She removed it, and tossed it aside, she would clean it up later. She also swapped out her dirty beige working gloves for a nice pair of silk arm-length white ones. Her bra and underwear was exposed now, along with her stockings with suspenders, all of them lacy and white. She clicked over to the kitchen, her high heels echoing through the empty house. All of her curtains were closed, and not a thing was visible through the complete darkness, but years of living like this meant she could navigate it without any issues. She walked into the kitchen, and poured herself a glass of wine, and a second one for when this one was finished. She slowly made her way to the living room, grabbing a lighter from a corner table she passed by. When she heard her heels stop clicking on wood and start clicking on stone, she kneeled down and flicked the lighter. After a few seconds of flicking the lighter and it not sparking, she gave up. She tossed the lighter aside and got up to go turn on the lights instead. Once she flicked them on, the living room was revealed. Above the fireplace was a radio, to its right was a shelf, and to its left was a mirror, an odd place to put one, but it didn’t matter, as Clara never had any visitors. Clara took a sip of her wine, and slowly walked over to the mirror, she gazed at herself, taking in all the features of her body, then she turned to the side, and rubbed her hands on her lower belly. You see, working from 5 A.M. to after sundown every day in a shack two miles from the nearest house -her own- meant that her discipline was tested in many ways. It was almost always either baking hot, or freezing cold. Her only meal every day would be breakfast, and what proved to be the most difficult, she would be out standing for 12-16 hours a day depending on the season without any access to a bathroom. Rest assured, this was intentional. Part of her plan to increase her self-discipline was to train herself to withstand any amount of pain or discomfort, and to do so with grace, grandeur, and ease. The unintended consequence is that her coworkers would have to go through it too. Clara didn’t mind, everyone needed to learn to control themselves, after all. Usually this ended up with coworkers quitting after a few days, but not only had Bella not quit yet, but she had remained employed with Clara for the longest time yet. Clara needed to make the idea of keeping her bladder shut and staying quiet about it a palpable, almost intruiging idea to Bella. She just needed to find out how. Clara continued to rub her belly, it was distended, swollen, it looked disgusting. She wondered if it had propped up her dress while she was serving customers. She pressed it with her hand, and the whole bulge moved as one mass, it had no give whatsoever, when Clara lifted her hand, it left a yellow handprint on the shiny red mass of urine sticking out of her. She continued to turn to the side, looking at her profile. Not only did her bladder stick out further than her -albeit small- chest, but it drooped down slightly. The handprint had almost completely faded, displaying the redness of her stressed skin, it was glossy too, like a film of oil had been rubbed over it. Clara grinned at herself and posed a little, lifting and rubbing her heavily distended bladder. Something about it just looked so nice.. like a reward of beauty for keeping herself so prim and proper for all that time. She continued to rub her bladder and trace her gloved fingers on it lightly with one hand while sipping wine with the other. Something was different about this full bladder though. This didn’t feel entirely like a reward, she felt like she had just started a task. Like she had begun to satisfy a need that she never knew she had. She returned to the kitchen to grab her other glass of wine, and almost immediately gravitated back to the mirror. She continued admiring her bladder, in her head, it looked like it fit her, like it was a part of her that she didn’t know she had until now. It was hard for her to believe that underneath her voluminous, innocent dresses, she looked like this. After a while of standing around admiring her newly-formed figure in the mirror, a combination of the wine buzz and bodily stress from holding back all of her urine all day made her drowsy. She slowly clicked her way upstairs, and went into her bedroom. She turned on the lights, and just looked at her bed. She glanced at the clock on her nightstand, it was 9:50. She tilted her head down to look at her bladder, bloated and red as it was prior. Surely, she couldn’t possibly hold it in bed. She really wanted to sleep though.. In the end, Clara went to the attached bathroom, and relieved herself. She glanced at herself in the mirror as she left, quite dissatisfied with the lack of bladder in her belly. Alas, she was growing far too tired, and staying stood -especially in her usual 13 centimeter heels- would not be a smart idea when tired. She turned off the lights, slowly clicked her way to her bed, and slid into her bedsheets, ready for a hearty snooze.
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  33. Chapter 14 everyone! This continues the party where it left off. (Next chapter will be the visit to the town when the ship boards.) _____________________________________________ "You two look adorable together." Selena said to Luna and Chloe while passing them their fresh drinks. Luna and Chloe were blushing heavily while accepting their soda's, Luna had felt herself getting drunk so she switched to soda. They were still relaxing in the lounge bag together and Luna was happily laying in Chloe's embrace while sipping her drink. On the other side of their group was Peyton sitting on Jake's lap while making out with him, not that Luna minded Peyton running off with Jake. She had Chloe now after all and on top of that she secretly felt like it was a compliment for her that Jake had tried flirting with her first. The show had ended by now but the band was still playing in the middle of the deck while some people had started dancing again. Selena passed out the rest of the drinks and sat back down on her spot. "Where's Liv? She left a while saying she wanted to do 'something' but i haven't seen her back yet?" Selena said, Nobody knew were she had went until Peyton spotted her. "Found her, she's... wait what?" Peyton said surprised, Everyone followed her gaze and they now spotted Liv in the crowd on the dance floor, that in itself wasn't special but it's who she was with. Liv was slow dancing together with their... teacher?! "She didn't want to do 'something', i'm pretty sure she wants to do 'someone'!" Peyton laughed, Liv had never really openly acknowledged this but their whole class kind of knew she was into their teacher who was still relatively young, somewhere in his twenties. To the rest of the class amusement she would often try to help their teacher during class while denying afterwards she had no ulterior motives. They knew better though. "Let her do, we're not on school and it's only a few months until the end of the year." Selene said shrugging, "let them enjoy things!" "Just don't mention it to anyone on your school, you know, so your teacher doesn't get in trouble." Jake added, They quickly agreed to not spread the word what they had just seen, the group eased into a new topic to talk about now. "It would be pretty crazy if they would like... hook up no?" Selena said, Vicky chuckled and answered with another question, "Still, would it be as crazy as Luna chucking that girl into the pool? Also don't forget that afterwards 'that' happened" she pointed in the direction of Luna and Chloe. "Talking about that bitch, who was that actually?" Peyton asked, Luna shifted a bit to see how Chloe would react to that question, and after a few seconds Chloe started talking. "Her names Caitlyn, and she made my life a living hell for years at my previous school." Chloe explained the situation completely, even though she didn't go in as much detail as a few days ago. She still added how she had told the story before to Luna but that she had left out the part where she was outed to the whole school that time. How she was terrified of her secret coming out to everyone and thinking that when Caitlyn had spilled her secret earlier she would be all alone once more, and perhaps even bullied. Her voice had cracked a few times throughout the story but Luna was glad to see she managed to keep her eyes dry. "If i had known that i would've helped you toss her over the railing of the ship to be fair!" Jake intertwined while everyone started laughing, Selena said, "We were so confused and then shocked when Luna suddenly walked up to her and just tossed her into the pool like that." "Actually i kind of wish i had seen it happen now, seeing her tumble into the pool sounds like a great show." Chloe said smiling, "Also, thanks for doing that." Chloe almost whispered the words in Luna's ears. Peyton suddenly got up and walked over to them, "Well actually! What if i told you i filmed it, when i saw her face when she got up i felt like i had to take out my phone and film whatever was gonna happen." She took her phone out of her pocket and continued, "But honestly Luna, now i see 'this'," Peyton circled her finger in the air towards Luna and Chloe, she was referring to the obvious change between them. "everything makes so much more sense how you went after that bitch." The video started and Luna was a bit surprised of herself actually, she did look like she was out for blood even seeing it on the small screen of the smartphone. And then she saw how she threw Caitlyn into the pool while kicking her stuff after her. "Holy shit Luna!" Chloe said out loud with a big smile on her face. "We're telling you, she went berserk over you!" Vicky said, "But yea now everything makes more sense." The amounts of attention was getting too high for Luna at this point, she pulled up the blanket and hid her face under it while she could feel her face was getting hot from embarrassment. At the same time she felt weirdly proud at what she had done. While Luna was relishing this night in Chloe's arms, she hadn't completely come to terms with the fact that she wasn't straight as she had always thought. She felt uneasy and conflicted about it, was she lesbian? Perhaps, maybe bi? She hadn't really given it a proper thought yet but she knew for sure she was shy about it. "I don't know why but i kind of had a feeling about you two." Peyton suddenly said, Vicky chuckled, "Weird flex but ok." "So Luna, are you lesbian then? Selena blurted out, but quickly adding, "Ah sorry, you don't need to answer that if you don't want to." Luna could feel her face get even hotter by now while still hiding her face under the blanket, she answered in honesty, "I don't even know, i only know that i realized a few days ago that i was ignoring my feelings." Luna couldn't keep hiding for ever under her blanket so she finally popped her head out again. She also added, "I guess i'm still a bit conflicted about it, everything went a bit fast i guess. But I do know i would toss Caitlyn in the pool again if i had to though." The entire group laughed out loud about this fact, which undoubtedly was true. "Understandably, but you don't need to be embarrassed, just kiss already!" Selena said, Luna still with a bright red face started to hide her face again under the blanket. She could hear some of the group laughing about her shyness. Luna suddenly felt Chloe's hand under her chin lifting her head up. She kissed Luna on her lips, this time it was a more intimate kiss though. Luna could feel her embarrassment fade as she kissed back and wrapped her arm around her waist hugging her tighter than before. Again she could feel the butterflies going around in her stomach while they kissed for several seconds. In the background Luna could hear her classmates letting out small cheers while somewhere in the distance she could hear someone randomly letting out a "woo!!" , suddenly out of nowhere she could hear a fake camera shutter sound of a smartphone taking a picture. They got spooked and broke off the kiss, Peyton had apparently taken a picture of them kissing. Peyton must've realized it was inappropriate when she apologized. "Um sorry about that, i didn't mean anything with it, i wanted you to have a picture as a memory of this." Peyton said apologeticly, "I'll send it to you and delete it on my phone don't worry!" Peyton showed her phone afterwards proving she had deleted the picture of them. They quickly forgot about the incident, Peyton clearly hadn't had bad intentions. Actually, lately Luna was starting to tolerate Peyton more, at school she usually couldn't stand her all that much but on this cruise she felt like she wasn't that bad somehow, maybe she was finally growing up. "Alright but now i really need to go pee to be honest, i'll be right back." Peyton said as she stood up. "Same!" Vicky and Selena said while also standing up. Jake stopped her in her tracks as he read his phone, "My friends just texted me that all the toilets closed in the vicinity, oh wait that message is from 20 minutes ago already." The other friends of Jake had left earlier and apparently realized there weren't any toilets open anymore, it's just Luna, Chloe, Vicky, Selena, Peyton and Jake in the group now. "What!?" Peyton shouted in panic, "Fuck this cruise man!" "Oh so that's what that commotion was about earlier" Chloe said, Luna had noticed it as well but also wasn't sure what the commotion was about, that must've been from people finding out about the toilets being closed. However, there was a stark contrast between the last time they were at a late night party on the deck. On the 2nd day of the cruise when news broke out that the toilets all closed everyone kind of panicked and rushed to go to their rooms or find other toilets somewhere on the other side of the ship that was open. Effectively ending the party immediately. Now however, she realized that a good amount of people had already left, but a lot of people were still dancing or sitting and happily chatting. Everyone seemed relaxed and was having a good time. Luna glanced at Chloe who glanced back at her, they were both thinking the same thing. They were still sitting in wet pants after all, did they get lucky and the toilets closed? It was later in the evening than the last time but they eventually did close. The new rotations had finally done their job and they had an excuse to get away with their wet pants! The reaction of Vicky and Selena was also a lot different to Peyton however, as they just plunged back down in their own lounge bags and wrapped their blankets back around them. They both looked at each other. "Well guess we don't have to get up to go to the toilet anymore." Vicky nonchalantly said. "What do you mean you don't have to go to the toilet anymore?" Peyton asked confused, Vicky answered smug, "Yea well, it's closed. What do you want me to do at a closed toilet? I can't enter it... We might as well just stay here right?" Selena nodded in approval. "This isn't funny! I really need to pee!" Peyton said while starting to panic. Meanwhile while Peyton was panicking Luna had taken interest in their surroundings, they had been focused on their own conversation all this time, and to be fair Chloe was the middle point of her focus right now as they had been cuddling all this time. But now that she started to look around she quickly noticed something. First of all it was evident a lot of people stayed even though there was no open toilet in the vicinity, people were enjoying themselves like there was nothing wrong. There was a girl sitting a bit further from them with a different group, she was sitting on a lounge chair and while Luna had noticed the big puddle under it she had thought it was a spilled drink or something, but now she had strong suspicion that the woman had wet her pants and it had soaked through the fabric. Luna wanted to ask Chloe if she was overthinking this, when she suddenly saw two girls pass by with several drinks in their hands, one had a white jeans shorts on and the other girl a short summer dress with some patterns on. She had almost missed it but on a second glance the girl her shorts had a big wet patch on her back, it was hard to see with the color and lack of proper light. Another glance and she realized the hem of the dress of the other girl was wet as well. Luna didn't need to ask anymore as her suspicion was confirmed. "It's ok if you have an accident, you don't need to be embarrassed about it." Jake tried comforting Peyton, Both Vicky and Selena agreed. Luna thought back of the update from Dr. Neuhaus in the morning, he basically had said that people that got drunk cared less about wetting themselves. At the time she hadn't really thought about it but now she realized she had underestimated his statement. This particular cruise with it's weird toilet system combined with a mix of party, ambience, fun and a good amount of alcoholic drinks had made a potent effect on people's prejudice about wetting pants. "So you're just gonna sit here and what? Wait until you piss yourself?" Peyton asked with some disgust in her voice. "I"m not waiting though..." Vicky paused a little bit with her mouth still open as if she was waiting for something before she could continue, "...I just finished peeing." Selena now audibly let out a sigh, "Same." Vicky put her blanket aside to show the crotch of her jeans which was still glistening from wetness, clearly she had just peed in her pants. Peyton wasn't having it, she bolted away looking for a toilet they assumed. Selena who was wearing a tight but stylish black short dress sheepishly added, "I didn't actually readjust my dress though, i just peed through it." Vicky shrugged, "It really doesn't matter honestly." Wasn't it black? It probably won't show anyway, and even if it shows it doesn't matter." Luna added, Chloe suddenly laughed and nodded in the direction of the dance floor, Luna realized she meant the guy and woman sitting at one of the bars behind the dance floor. The guy was sitting on a bar stool with visibly wet pants, it seemed he was just done peeing his pants. The woman who was sitting down before, now was standing up from her bar stool. She was wearing a classy dark red dress that came to her knees. So even if guys could easily excuse themselves and walk for maybe a few minutes they should be able to find a place to relieve themselves, but even then, to Luna's surprise some just let go in their pants as well. It looked as if the guy was explaining something to her while doing hand gestures. Luna felt like she already knew what was gonna come next, the woman was about to pee through her panties underneath her dress. "She just stood up so she can wet herself without getting it on her dress." Jake said, while everyone agreed. But no, they were wrong, she sat down again on the barstool turning mostly her back to them while the guy nodded in agreement it seemed. "Ok maybe not? Guess i was wrong." Jake said, Chloe agreed, "Yea i thought she really was gonna pee through her panties." They realized they were all wrong. She was half sitting and half leaning on the stool while her feet were still on the ground, they could see most of the back of her dress. When suddenly she looked down at her feet it seemed. A small dark patch became visible on the back of her dress that quickly started to expand. She parted her legs now while continuing to lean on the barstool and she nonchalantly kept peeing in her panties while wetting the entire back of her dress. Clearly she was doing it on purpose and the couple were laughing over it as well while her pee was streaming down her dress and barstool. "What were you worried about again? Wet dress or something?" Vicky asked Selena who laughed, The woman had made a size able puddle underneath her stool by the time she was done peeing. The back of her dress was wet until the hem. She lifted herself up a bit and fully sat down on the bar stool talking to her partner as if nothing had happened. Luna felt like her and her little secret was accepted for the first time in her life. She couldn't help but feel overjoyed, this evening simply couldn't get any better anymore... or so she thought. Luna was laying very comfortably in Chloe's arms, her pants still very moist from her earlier wetting and for the first time ever she felt like it was normal, even while in public. The feeling of wet fabric on her skin felt good, even though her pants had cooled down a while ago...wait, why was her butt suddenly warming up... A wave of bliss washed over her as she realized Chloe was peeing her pants without warning, creating the warmth and wetness that was slowly spreading under her. She lifted her head and glanced at Chloe to be greeted with a big smile, this time she could definitely tell it was her genuine trademark smile. Luna leaned her head back on Chloe's shoulder without saying a word and simply enjoyed the warmth and wetness they were sharing. The moment Chloe was done peeing Luna immediately relaxed her own bladder as well and started wetting her pants again, continuing the bliss full feeling. She liked how she could feel how Chloe's heartbeat was rising now. She emptied her full bladder into her clothes and lounge bag. "Don't you two need to pee?" Selena asked, "Not anymore." Chloe and Luna answered simultaneously. Everyone chuckled at how casual everyone was acting while they were all very much peeing in their clothes. Luna her attention started to wander around the deck again, there were still a few people dancing on the dance floor, when she noticed a small group there. "Do it!!" Some of them shouted, A good looking girl in a pretty blue blouse and tight jeans was with them, She shook her head no. "Not everyone has the guts to wet their pants i guess, she'll probably hold on until she finally has a real accident." Chloe said, "Come on, just do it! Even if you run to your room now you'll never make it anyway." "Look around, look how many people have wet themselves by now, it's no big deal." The group now started chanting, "Do it, do it, do it!" The girl finally gave in it seemed when she shifted her pose and the group stopped their chanting. "Oh is she gonna do it?" Luna wondered out loud. The girl was standing with her back towards Luna's group now that she had stopped dancing and spread her feet apart. She was looking down at her pants. After a few seconds the blue fabric between her thighs started to show darkness, quickly streaks were going down her pants legs and it started spreading up her butt as well. Her friends were applauding now as she was fully wetting her pants, the wet patch was spreading down on the inside of her legs until it reached her feet. Luna took another sip from her soda while she saw a puddle forming at the girls feet. Luna loved how her friends were actively cheering her on for it, they looked like they were really having fun as the girl had a big smile on her face even though she had completely pissed her jeans in the middle of the dance floor. The girl looked relieved. Even though people must've seen it, nobody was making any fuzz about it. "Actually where's Peyton?" Selena asked, Chloe ignoring the question, "Why is she so prude about wetting herself actually?" "Oh i thought she didn't want to because she was embarrassed i was here," Jake said, "But now you're saying she's always like this?" "Pretty much." They all answered. After a while their drinks were all finished and decided they were all having a nice night and even though it was already late they opted for one more drink except for Jake who excused himself and went to look for his friends. Luna and Chloe volunteered to get the drinks as it was their turn. Without any embarrassment for their wet pants they both got up and started walking over the dance floor towards the closest bar, which was the one with the couple sitting who both had wet their jeans and dress respectively. Luna was walking next to Chloe when she suddenly said, "I can finally say this without having to filter it." Luna playfully asked, "Say what?" "You look sexy as hell in that wet jumpsuit, i can't keep my eyes off." Chloe admitted, "haha, i can say the same now as well, i had a hard time sometimes trying not to stare at your ass, especially in wet jeans like now!" Luna admitted in her turn. Both were smiling like idiots while they crossed the dance floor, Luna felt like she could get used to these types of compliments. Meanwhile they noticed even more people with wet pants now, further strengthening their complete lack of embarrassment for the state their pants were in. They now got to the bar and waited patiently for the bartender to get to them to take their order, in the meantime Luna was checking the damage on her jump suit. She was turning around and stretching the fabric, she didn't mind people could see her obvious wet clothes. Chloe confirmed to Luna what she basicly already knew, her butt was soaked from their shared wettings. Chloe now twirled around showing off her own wet patch, for her it wasn't as visible in the front, her back however made it very obvious she had peed herself. The bartender came and they gave their order. Meanwhile Luna felt it was getting chilly with her wet pants without blanket, the cold night breeze wasn't helping either. Thankfully that wasn't a problem though. All of the drinks before were really starting to go through her and thanks to the cold air she was even more aware of her full bladder now. Without further overthinking it she relaxed and welcomed the warm glow that started spreading in her crotch as her pants got soaked once again. She had wanted to soak her new clothes the entire evening and why she already did wet them, she hadn't wet them yet while standing. Luna felt her pee cascading down her legs and making the fabric cling to her legs, this place and time is as good as any other to wet her pants she thought while still standing at the bar waiting for their drinks. "psst, my pants are getting kind of cold and i need to..." Chloe abruptly stopped her sentence midway when she noticed Luna was in the middle of wetting her pants. "Oh i see." "We were thinking the same thing." Luna said without any shame. Luna hadn't even parted her feet and now she could feel her shoes and socks gradually getting wet while she could see she was making a puddle on the floor. She was beaming with joy, she couldn't believe she was casually peeing in her clothes in front of the bar out in the open. "Here's your drinks ladies, enjoy your time." The bartender said while handing them their drinks. Luna's stream subsided and she let out a sigh, "Oooh that feels so much better than holding it, guess i have to agree with Emma." Luna joked. Luna felt amazing after what she had done, she wanted to pick up their drinks and leave to go back to their lounge bag when Chloe said to wait a second. Chloe was leaning on the bar counter with one elbow while facing Luna who now looked down at Chloe's crotch. Chloe's pants were mostly dry on the front as she had only wet herself while sitting so far, not to Luna's surprise she could now see a wet patch starting to form at the front and quickly expand while also streaks of pee were going down her legs with drops falling down straight from her crotch onto the ground. Luna enjoyed the view of Chloe nonchalantly wetting her jeans, it was also very visible as her jeans was turning into a much darker shade of blue. Luna could tell Chloe wasn't embarrassed at all as she was calmly observing how the wet patch was spreading on the front of her jeans while it was flowing down her pants soaking her pants legs. Luna was taking it all in, the prospect of having a girlfriend (even though she was having some conflicting emotions about it) who was nonchalantly wetting her jeans in front of her which was really turning her on once more. She concluded that this has to be the best party ever, the ambience was great and it seemed that all the people that stayed this late for the party weren't having any prejudice about deliberately wetting pants anymore. After Chloe was done peeing and made her own puddle on the ground they got ready again to take the drinks and go back to their place when suddenly two guys showed up. They eagerly introduced themselves as Kevin and Tom. Luna and Chloe quickly tried to excuse themselves while saying they just wanted to go back to their friends while she pointed at their sitting place. "Ah sorry we didn't want to bother you or anything, we just felt like getting to know you two and have a drink togheter." Kevin said, Luna figured they were just trying to flirt with them but they didn't seem to have any bad intentions though and even though they seemed to be drunk she felt like it was rude to leave them so abruptly. "I know it's cheesy but hey i'm a bit drunk so i'm gonna say it anyway, girl you look amazing in that!" Tom said while pointing at Luna and her outfit, "You look great as well by the way!" While pointing at Chloe. Luna blurted out confused, "We literally just pissed ourselves?" Luna looked down at her outfit once more just to confirm her pants were very visibly peed in, there was almost no possible explanation for anyone looking at her to not come to that conclusion. Tom slurred his words a bit, "pfft, it's fine, between you and me? I kinda think it's hot." Luna could feel her face get hot. "You girls are single right? We saw you were alone so we just assumed." Kevin said, testing the waters, "Um..." Chloe began and was thinking of what to say but it was Tom who intertwined, "Dude look at them, even if they don't have boyfriends, they're out of our league man!" He was lightheartedly joking while complimenting them on their looks and they all laughed about it. It was kinda cute how hard they were trying. "...Not really single no." Chloe said sounding a bit unsure. Luna saw how Chloe glanced at her while she said it, as if to confirm if what she's saying is correct. "So how single is 'not really single' exactly?" Tom laughed, Kevin added, "So you have a boyfriend or not?" Luna intertwined, "No, She's my girlfriend." Luna glanced at Chloe while she said it and she saw her entire face light up almost immediately. Luna felt quite funny when saying it out loud, she did mean it however. She was confident they both wanted the same thing so why beat around the bush? Although the amounts of alcohol in her body was definitely helping her boost her confidence by a lot. "Wait really?" Tom and Kevin asked surprised, "Didn't see that coming." "Why not?" Chloe responded smug, "Look at her, how could i not be into her?" Luna choked in her drink she had just picked up from the bar counter seconds ago. Kevin and Tom were wondering if they were serious or just trying to brush them off. Just then Selena and Vicky popped up, wondering why their drinks were keeping that long. Vicky drunkly blurted out, "What's keeping you love birds so long to deliver some drinks?" They gave them their drinks and Selena and Vicky sat down on one of the bar stools, guess they stay here now for the remainder of the party. Vicky had unintentionally confirmed what Tom and Kevin were wondering about and they finally understood the situation, slightly embarrassed and visibly flustered they excused themselves and wished them a good remainder of the party while Chloe and Luna kept standing up but shifted so they had their own small circle now. They were right next to the couple, the back of the woman in red dress was facing towards them while Vicky and Selena were sitting with their back towards the bar. Peyton suddenly showed up, slightly to their surprise, still with dry shorts. (she had cute short jeans shorts on that was showing off her ass, but not in a slutty way) She seemed frustrated and it wasn't helping when they told her Jake had left earlier. They quickly ordered her a drink as well. "You don't want to know how far i had to walk to find a freaking toilet." Peyton said visibly frustrated, "I'm surprised you made it to begin with." Vicky said surprised, Luna tried comforting Peyton now, "You don't need to be embarrassed about it, just let go in your pants if you have to, your shorts probably won't even show that much." Peyton responded, clearly offended, "What makes you think i want to piss myself like you all did." "Peyton..." Chloe muttered, Selena quickly changed the subject and asked what those guys wanted, Luna and Chloe explained how they were trying to hit on them but said they weren't single. "Oh so it's official?" Selena asked, "Cheers to that!" Vicky and Peyton followed and lifted their drinks, while Luna and Chloe looked at each other while blushing a bit. "Excuse me, coming through!" A girl walked up to them, still moving her body to the music playing, with empty glasses she walked up between their group and the couple sitting next to them. When she reached the bar and put her glasses down she apologized once more. "Excuse me, hope you don't mind." It was the girl with white jeans shorts from earlier, now that she was closer and in better lighting coming from the bar she could clearly see the wet stain on the back of her shorts. Luna figured she was excusing herself for coming through, but a few seconds later she realized the second time was for something else. Droplets started dropping down from her shorts followed by streams of pee going down her legs. She hadn't even readjusted her pose or anything, leaning casually on the bar she fully let go into her shorts. A fresh wet patch was forming on the back of her shorts. "What the actual fuck!" Peyton blurted out. The girl turned around shocked and stopped peeing, with still dripping pants she quickly apologized once again, "I'm so sorry i thought you wouldn't mind, everyone here had wet pants so i thought..." Selena who was sitting right next to where the girl was standing interrupted her, "It's fine really, we don't mind." Selena said reassuringly. The woman on the other side in the red dress turned around and spoke to her in a warm voice, "We also don't mind, just go ahead and continue." Peyton realized she really was in the minority on this and as a result she kept her mouth shut, with a bit of a sour expression she continued sipping her drink. The girl turned around again just in time for the bartender to get to her order. Once she was done ordering Luna could tell she simply let it flow again as droplets were going down her legs that turned into streams slowly creating a puddle underneath her. When she was done peeing she grabbed the three drinks she ordered and left with still dripping shorts. "I need to pee as well," Selena admitted sheepishly, "But without the blanket it's kind of embarrassing." "No need to be." "Just let it flow." "I need to pee as well actually." Vicky added, Peyton didn't say a word. Both Selena and Vicky started to pee in their pants at the same time, Selena through her dress while sitting on the bar stool and Vicky in her jeans while half sitting and half leaning on the bar stool. With Selena they could see her pee run down both of the hem of her dress and the bar stool. With Vicky however, her crotch visibly turned a darker shade of blue over the faded wet patch from earlier. Luna could tell because of the way how she was leaning the whole back of her jeans as well as the bar stool were getting wet while streams of pee were running down and off her legs. They could hear the sound of their pee splattering on the ground over the music's volume. "Haha you girls don't seem to care to much about peeing your pants." The woman in the red dress said as she turned her head around. "I don't think there's a reason to be and everyone is having a good time no?" Luna said in an upbeat voice. "Yea you don't need to be shy about it!" Chloe said out loud, "There's no shame in doing it on this cruise." After a short chat the woman had shifted her attention back to her husband. But after a few seconds there was a splattering sound again, this time it was the woman who was rewetting her red dress in a nonchalant way without even pausing the conversation she was having with her husband. They could see how the back of her dress was getting more wet while her pee was running down the bar stool. Luna couldn't help herself, with seeing everyone peeing themselves in the most nonchalant ways she also felt like joining, her pants had cooled off a while ago already and with all the previous drinks in her system she felt like her bladder was at least half full again. Without muttering a word or giving it a second thought she relaxed her bladder once more and felt her pants warming up again with the familiar feeling of her pee going down her legs. "Haha Luna you had to pee again? We saw you pee earlier when we were still sitting down." Selena said while laughing, "Don't judge me! I wanted to warm up my pants." Luna said carefree. "You guys are disgusting." Peyton muttered. Vicky stood up from her bar stool and went to Peyton, "Lissen..." Luna could tell she was drunk as she was wobbling a little bit while also slurring her words sometimes. "Lissen here Peyton, come here..." Vicky said, Peyton was trying to dodge her as Vicky tried to embrace her. "Stop dodging and come here i... i want to tell you something, it's r...really important." "You literally pissed yourself seconds ago, stay away from me." Peyton muttered disgusted. "shhhhht, come here." Vicky said while she finally caught Peyton and threw her arm around her. "Lissen..." "What?!" "Lissen... look at aaall these people here, look at the girls that are on t... thiss deck." Vicky waved her hand around." "What about them?" Peyton said annoyed, Vicky put her head closer to Peyton so she could whisper in her ear, "There's a difference between you and them." She continued whispering even quieter, the others could barely hear it anymore, "You see, they all have at the very least wet their panties at this point, and you..." ... Vicky suddenly shouted in Peyton's ear, "...ARE THE ONLY ONE WHO HASN'T WET HERSELF YET!!!!!" Peyton almost fell over, Luna and Selena spit out there drinks while everyone started laughing hysterically. Even other people from further away were laughing including the couple that was sitting next to their group. "Chloe is peeing!" Selena shouted while pointing at her, Luna looked beside her and Chloe was crouching down from laughter while she noticed a puddle forming under her, pee was running down her butt. Everyone started laughing even harder now. Peyton however had turned around and walked away, she wasn't having it. They tried calling her and saying sorry but she didn't react and kept walking. Meanwhile Chloe stood up again still laughing and snickering, she was still peeing in her pants as droplets were going down in between her legs. Clearly she wasn't even trying to stop her stream and was just letting it flow. Chloe was nonchalantly lifting her one leg up and shaking the pee off of her shoe and pant leg. When she was finally done peeing she explained what happened. "Sometimes when i laugh really hard i can feel a leak about to happen in my panties, normally i have the reflex to fight it and prevent it, but now when i felt it coming i kind of just let it happen... because why not? I only realized how funny it was when i was already doing it!" Chloe laughed with tears in her eyes. "Oh my god Chloe, that's so cute!" Luna blurted out, It was adorable how Chloe had a semi accident just now, and she had continued to pee her jeans in the most casual way. "Ok i kind of feel bad f-for Peyton, maybe i sshouldn't have done that." Vicky said worried, "Maybe you should go over to water or soda or something!" Selena said, Vicky answered drunk, "Naaaah, i mean, wasn't this the last drink?" Vicky was right though, it was late and Luna was tired as hell, so much had happened and she was looking forward to her bed. She was secretly looking forward to go to sleep with Chloe and waking up next to her. They slowly finished their drinks and talked a little bit about Peyton, she seemed to really have a big disgust for pee or something. Even though Vicky was pretty drunk she had a point, every girl here must be standing or sitting in wet panties at least. A lot of the guys had even decided to just let go in their pants while they had more of a choice than the girls. Yet she really wasn't having it. After a few minutes Luna could already feel her bladder had started to fill again, she just relaxed and let it flow into her pants and kept continuously leaking in her pants whenever she felt like. After a little while she noticed the occasional dripping from Vicky and Selena's bar stools as well, she realized they were doing the same thing. They finished their drinks and they were about to leave and call it a night. Luna said with a smile, "Have we all been continuously leaking in our pants this last 20 minutes or so?" "Yea, i also saw your crotch get wet every few minutes!" Vicky shouted, They all laughed about it, while Vicky added, "Honestly, tomorrow we're supposed to not wet ourselves when we're off the ship? With this drug in me i wouldn't count on it, i might just pee myself several times!" Everyone laughed even harder, Chloe suddenly intertwined, "Oof i almost wet my pants again." "Oh no!" Luna and Selena faked their shock, Chloe now really started laughing, "Ok now i'm peeing!" Luna could see how her girlfriend was peeing her jeans once more, she had lost count how many times they had peed themselves today. After they were done laughing they all said their goodbyes and left towards their rooms. While leaving the remainders of a party they could now see the result of it. The dance floor as well as the bar areas were filled with puddles scattered everywhere. The most recent wet patches could be seen on the seats and lounge bags as they passed by. Janitors were now mopping up the entire top deck to make it fresh and clean again for in the morning. "This looks like a lot of work..." Chloe muttered, Luna and Chloe were walking through the hallways while holding hands, towards their room, "You really meant that earlier? When you said that about me being your girlfriend?" Chloe asked, Luna answered with an almost hoars voice, "I know we haven't talked about it yet, but i thought you wouldn't mind if i said that." "I'm just asking because you said earlier something about... being conflicted about it?" Chloe said cautiously, They got into the elevator, waited for it to close and go down towards their hallway. "The thing is... I always thought i was straight but... you made me realize that's not the case. A few days ago i realized i had actual feelings for you, i was still trying to deny it and just thought you were a really good and special friend, i was fooling myself though." The elevator stopped and the doors opened and got out to start walking towards their room, but there was a man in his bathrobe walking through the hallways for some reason. Neither of the girls flinched when they saw him, they weren't bothered if anyone saw their soaked pants and just continued on their walk. The man didn't react either as they crossed him. Actually Luna once again felt her overworked bladder had filled a bit, she had peed so often the last few hours her bladder muscles were sore. She was planning on letting it go the moment they got in their room. She changed her mind almost immediately, why not just let it go now? She didn't really mind if someone would see it. "I'm gonna pee again." Luna casually announced to Chloe, Chloe agreed, "Good idea, me too." Both girls kept walking while they relaxed their bladder and let go in their pants while a few seconds later they could hear the guy that had crossed them earlier letting out a small sneeze, he had turned around for some reason or got what he needed, whatever it was he was walking a few meters behind them. Luna didn't mind he was seeing her pee herself, she didn't stop her stream and continued to let it flow, soaking her pants further. They must be leaving a trail of pee by now. Her stream subsided when they finally reached the door of their room. Luna noticed Chloe hadn't stopped peeing either and must have emptied whatever was in her bladder into her jeans. They unlocked the door and as they wanted to go in the guy in bathrobe suddenly stood next to them with a few bottles of drinks in his hands. "Hi there! Guess we're neighbours here, hadn't seen you two yet, nice to meet you! We ran out of drinks and i was getting really thirsty with this god damn medication." They both greeted him and introduced themselves to him, saying they just came back from the party on the top deck. After a little chit chat they said their goodbyes and went inside. He seemed to have completely ignored the fact they had peed their pants while walking in front of him. Luna felt amazing at how casually she could wet herself without having to worry about anything, although alcohol was helping a hand in the courage departement. They both let out a long yawn when they got in their room. Both agreed to not shower as they were too tired and they were gonna wet the bed anyway. They each went to the bathroom to put on dry panties and pajamas. Luna came out of the bathroom and Chloe was already laying in bed. She crawled in bed and joined her. Luna immediately crawled closer than she did in the previous nights and Chloe did exactly the same. Their faces were only a few cm's away from each other. "I understand if you want to take it slow, or even wait a bit entirely before you feel more comfortable about it." Chloe whispered, "With 'it' i mean like, dating a girl." "Don't worry about it, i want this, i'd love to be your girlfriend." Luna whispered back, "You have no idea how happy you made me today. I'm just like... thinking... what will people think of me? Like what would my parents say? I feel like i haven't had time to really let it sink in yet." "I understand." Chloe whispered back, "So you don't mind this?" Chloe took her arm from under the bed sheets and lifted it, Luna immediately accepted, crawled closer to her and they cuddled against each other while she lowered her head on Chloe's shoulder. While laying in her embrace she was looking in Chloe's eyes, with the little light there was in the room she could see them sparkle. Finally being alone in their room without having to be afraid of what others would think they leaned in and kissed. Longer and more intimate than before while Luna draped her arm over her and pulled herself closer. She felt her heart beating like crazy and she felt shivers going through her. When they finally broke off the kiss and looked at each other again. Luna her head was spinning, she didn't want to stop yet as they both leaned in again but now Luna parted her lips slightly which Chloe accepted. Luna could feel Chloe's tongue slide inside while she did the same with her. They made out like this for a while, letting out small moans and caressing each other in their embrace. When they finally stopped they looked at each other. Both girls could feel their eyes start to close on their own from exhaustion. They both said goodnight and gave each other a goodnight kiss to drift off to sleep immediately after. __________________________________________
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  34. Here we have a few babes that definitely need help getting cleaned up and put in a diaper. First, we have this pretty horny one playing with herself and peeing her pants. She pulls them down, shows her cute kitty, and keeps going. Yum. hornywetting.mp4 Second up is a fine woman pissing and shitting in her nice blue panties. Just hotness with how much she loves it. What a messy girl. bluepanties.mp4 Last and never least is this beauty farting and pooping herself. Honestly, I didn't think she was going the whole time until she finally pulled her jeans down. Talk about a big surprise in those panties. fartsandpoop.mp4
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  35. It's a shame that sometimes these amazing women in the art of holding pee after posting bladder photos end up inhibiting themselves with shame and remove the post from the internet some time later. But I came to cheer you up and tell you that all is not lost because some photos are with me so you can see them and be motivated to keep them. Just looking at those huge female bladders makes me want to press them to see the girl get wet and know how much yellow nectar she can store. I admire these beautiful young women, thin, responsible for work and college, well hydrated and who hold their urine until their bladder swells, and also those who don't lose sleep to pee, or just like to challenge themselves, and gamers who only go to the bathroom when they finish a game. I wanted to be the daddy who puts up challenges and makes those little babies pee in their bladders and I wanted these girls to make me hold back too or compete with them too! My Discord username is Nandw#0748.
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  36. Girl next door pisses her jeans - ThisVid.com.mp4
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  37. Clara’s high heels carefully crunched through the gravel in the greenhouse, she slowly walked around the many planters, inspecting the flowers within each one. Today she was wearing a long, droopy lavender dress with white frills, with a large white bow in her hair. Bella stood behind the counter, impatiently staring at the sun as it seeped behind the hills. She was bouncing in place rapidly, her legs tightly crossed, though not visible from in front of the counter. Her skin was a sickly white, unlike its usual pink shade. She was wearing a dark red velvet dress, it was quite loose, but held firmly in place by a corset that squeezes her waist to a mere 20 inches. “Clara..” mumbled Bella. “Yes?” “Can you check the time? Should I.. close soon?” She asked, her voice clearly stressed. “Let’s see, come outside, we’ll time the sunset.” Bella’s face scrunched into a pained pout. Evidently, she didn’t want to move, but she’d come off suspicious if she denied walking just a few steps. In truth, she had been holding her pee in all day, maybe longer, as she had skipped her morning pee after waking up late. Her bladder was beginning to hurt a lot more than normal, and she was having trouble hiding the discomfort from her boss. Bella slowly shuffled outside, her legs pressed tightly together under her all-consuming dress. Clara was outside, holding her pocket watch to see the time. “And..?” Bella asked meekly, internally praying for the sun to just drop faster. “Just a minute.” “Umfh..” Clara turned and looked at Bella, whose hands were on her knees, breathing heavily. “Are you alright?” “I’m so sorry.. It’s just..” Bella sharply exhaled, “My back really hurts all of a sudden.” “It’s probably that little corset you’re wearing. Tighten your waist any more, and you’ll snap in half.” “Uph.. Maybe.” “I should probably get myself a tighter one soon, though.” “Clara- the time..” Blurted Bella. “Yes,” Clara looked at her watch. ”And no. You’re here another hour before closing. I’ll see you tomorrow, then.” “But wait!” Clara was already hoisting up her handbag. “Hm?” “Don’t you have to stay too?” “It was not closing time at 7 yesterday. I just let you go an hour early since you seemed like you had something important to do.” “Oh.. I guess.. That’s alright.” “Good night, Bella. Remember to lock the doors!” Bella nodded, tears already welling up in her eyes. The pain she was feeling was beginning to far overwhelm her, and as soon as Clara disappeared around a corner in the dirt road she walked down, Bella clumsily stumbled into the greenhouse, and stood behind the counter. She lifted her dress to reveal her undergarments, and grasped her nether regions with all of her force. She grit her teeth, and whined audibly, bouncing in place in an attempt to express her desire to use the washroom to the lack of people around her. Some time passed, and the initial shock of being all alone with her bladder had subsided. Though Bella was still in overwhelming pain, she still bobbed and bounced rapidly in place, legs crossed, her hands had not let go since she first grasped herself 30 minutes ago, she was too focused on trying to make it home. On top of the 30 minutes left on her shift, it would take her another 30 to properly check everything and close -which she knew would get her in trouble if she didn’t- and another hour to bike home. The back pain from earlier had gotten much worse, and pulsated sharply. -she didn’t know that her backed up urinary system was the cause- just about everything she felt, even the soft rub of her dress against her skin drove her mad. She had spent the past half hour intermittently weeping when the pain got especially bad. She didn’t know, but her makeup was running down her face from the tears. Her mind raced with reminders of how humiliating it would be if the townsfolk saw her with a wet dress. It would ruin her! She would become the town’s fool! She needed to act natural, not a soul could possibly know she had a deathly need to relieve herself. She needed to look proper. With all of her might, she clenched her sphincter shut, and unraveled her back, standing up straight. She gently rested her black gloved hands on the counter, and tried to correct her face. There! Now she looked normal. She did not. Her flowing dress was interrupted and propped up by something in her belly, it made her look pregnant. Her stance was stiff and artificial like a mannequin, and her face looked like she had just been shot but was trying to pretend it didn't hurt. Her entire body was shaking like it was about to fall to pieces, and her makeup was running so much from her prior tears, that it had left a stain trail down her neck. Despite this, somehow, through sheer will, she had managed to make it to closing time. She slowly tiptoed through each task, every minute movement sending each nerve in her body into a frenzy of pain. After each task was done, her eyes settled on a sight she needed to see. Her bright red cruiser bicycle. But how would she make it home? She knew very obviously that riding her bike would demand too much from her, she would burst if she even tried to mount it in this state. She sighed, defeated. She grasped the handlebars of her bike, nudged up the kickstand, and began the torturous walk home. Bella arrived home an hour late that night, but it's not like anyone was there to be waiting for her. She shakily tried to unlock her door, missing the keyhole a dozen times in the process. She was nauseous, her vision was blurred, her balance was far off, and every bit of her body was simultaneously numb and in unspeakable pain. As she stepped inside, she swayed dizzily, almost forgetting what her main priority was. Almost as if she was blind drunk, she stumbled across her living room to her washroom. she slowly lifted her dress and pulled down her undergarments. she fell back like a sack of sand onto the toilet, and let go of her bladder. Just like that, her bladder, her ureters, and her kidneys drained over 24 hours of urine from her. Her pain subsided, and her stress flowed out with the golden rapids beneath her. Bella rose from he toilet slowly, and made her way to her room. She unlaced her corset, tossed it aside, and opened her dresser to look for new one to wear both to bed, and for the following while. She was worried that putting on this one would make her back pain worse like Clare mentioned, but she really did want a truly tiny waist...
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  38. New year's resolution: Bring ethnic bladders back to life! I can't promise anything but I will try to keep this thread updated again. I don't have any new works in the making yet, so for now I will post a few of my favourite illustrations from my 2022 "ethnic bladders calendar" project. Let's start with this colorful one! 🙂
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  39. its all from my videos. I hope you like it. I maked it for you 😉 Enjoy ❤️
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    I've been searching through the Pee Movie List for content that hasn't been uploaded here yet. If you have a move scene that you would like for me to find please let me know and I'll see what I turn up. Also if you're interested in Male pee scenes please let know. WARNING: The last two (The Bronze Garden and Can't Take It Back) do contain a bit of gore and are both fear wettings.
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  42. Delays on the northern line Anyone who ever travels regularly on the Tube in London knows that it is often crowded, even in supposedly off-peak times and, although it’s getting better, is notorious for delays. In fact since moving to London to a job in marketing travelling on the Tube every day has been the only real downside, as well as the cause of a rather embarrassing incident a couple of months ago. My office is near Leicester Square, about a half hour tube journey on the Northern Line from my flat in Woodside Park, with walking time about a 50 minute journey in all, which is quite good for a London commute. I’ve done this journey for about 18 months now so am used to the usual signal failures, engineering delays and all the other factors that conspire to make the journey more difficult. I also discovered early on that Tube stations don’t have toilets when, early on in the job, I arrived at Leicester Square one morning with a seriously bursting bladder. Fortunately I was able to dash into a nearby coffee shop, but it was a close call. After that I was careful about drinking too much tea or coffee before getting the train, just in case I was caught short again. I soon discovered that there was an office tradition of drinks after work on a Friday evening. Getting home would have been my preference but I had little choice but join in, even though I’m not a great drinker. Since the boss always bought the first drinks it was expected that everyone stayed as long as she did. I always tried to keep to small quantities of usually soft drinks but when the boss gives you a large glass of wine it’s difficult to refuse it and so I often drank more than I really wanted. Fine, except that alcohol makes me pee and although I was always careful to use the Ladies before heading home I was often pretty desperate at the end of my Tubejourney and of course still had a 10 minute walk home. How I always made it without having a bad accident I’ll never know as several times my knickers were quite damp by the time I finally reached my bathroom. There were times on these late evening journeys when I really was not sure of my ability to hold on, especially when the train was delayed for any reason. It can be more than a little nerve wracking to be stuck in a Tube train with a bursting bladder knowing there is absolutely nothing you can do about. I’ve often seen other women obviously desperate as well, sitting with legs tightly crossed, or with restless legs banging their thighs together and wriggling about to help hold it. Others have been standing up, blatantly pee dancing and while I’ve never seen anyone actually have a visible accident in front of me I have seen several women, usually on the station platform but occasionally on the train that had clearly wet themselves at some point. Typically this would be a rather drunken young woman with a group of friends who were now making great fun of her for wetting her jeans or knickers and tights. It made me smile, till I realised that it might have been me in that position. Anyway, I’d seen enough drunken girls wet themselves while at uni that it seemed almost normal. One case was different though and involved a well-dressed woman in her thirties. She had dashed onto the train at Goodge Street looking very flustered and sat a few seats down from me on the opposite side of the unusually empty carriage, immediately squeezing her legs tightly together and fidgeting in a very obvious way. I was pretty sure she was very desperate and when I caught her eye she blushed deeply which rather confirmed it. I half expected her to get off at Euston, where there are toilets in the mainline station but she remained in her seat. I watched her out of the corner of my eye as she continued to wriggle uncomfortably, feeling rather sorry for her in her plight having been The train pulled into East Finchley and I knew there were only eight minutes to my stop. But the train didn’t move. Five minutes passed then came an announcement that we were waiting for a signal problem to be resolved though no time was given. Another five minutes passed, same announcement and still we sat there by which time my need to pee was becoming urgent – it was nearly an hour since I’d last been to the loo and if we didn’t move soon I was going to be in trouble. Another five minutes and finally the train began to move, though very slowly. At Finchley Central we stopped and just waited yet again. By now I was getting frantic, wriggling about and squeezing my thighs together, a picture in my mind of that poor woman who had wet herself near this very station. If we didn’t move soon that woman would be me. I glanced around, realising that the only people in the carriage were a couple of older women dozing at the far end of the car, otherwise I was alone. At least this meant that I could do something I wouldn’t normally do - I slid my hand down the waistband of my skirt to hold myself between my legs such was my desperation by this point. Squeezing myself certainly helped but I soon found that with the pressure my clit I began to get quite turned on and not a little bit wanton. It’s not quite the done thing for a grown woman to be sitting on a Tube train effectively masturbating to stop from wetting herself! In something of a reverie I was not prepared for the sudden jerk as the train re-started and momentarily lost my concentration on controlling my by now very twitchy bladder. Suddenly my knickers felt warm and I clamped down immediately, realising that I had sprung a leak. I’m not sure how I managed to stop myself but with my hand still down my skirt I could feel that the gusset of my knickers and the tops of my thighs were now quite wet and hoped my skirt was still dry. At least I was wearing dark blue so a wet patch would probably not show. Of more concern was whether I was actually going to be able to get off the train before I soaked my seat! Fortunately the train carried on through the next station and a couple of minutes later pulled into my stop. Now I had to get off, which meant not only standing up but removing the hand that was clamped over by quivering pee hole. Disaster beckoned! I was sitting by the doors so waited till they opened then as quick as I could stood up and stepped out onto the platform. As I did so I felt a hot trickle of pee down my thighs and had to stand still momentarily to regain control, realising that a complete loss of control was imminent. There was no way I was going to make it home, certainly not dry as I’d obviously already wet my knickers quite badly. Strangely, give the predicament I was in I felt quite calm, almost resigned to the fact that I was shortly going to have a very embarrassing accident and there was no way I could avoid it. Struggling to contain myself I hobbled towards the exit, dribbling pee down my legs as I continued to leak. The few others who had got off the train at the same time as me had already disappeared and I was now alone on the platform so at least only the CCTV would witness the humiliation of a 24 year old account executive as she publicly emptied her bladder in her knickers and down her legs. Hoping that I could make it past the ticket barrier before the dam burst I hobbled another couple of steps but it was no good – it was going to happen any second. At that point I was standing by one of those metal benches with holes in the seat and realised that I might be better off wetting myself while sitting down rather than soaking my legs. There was no way I could get my skirt out of the way but at least my accident might be less obvious thanks to its dark colour. I quickly plonked my bottom down, for some reason still trying to maintain control, my natural conditioning I expect women as my age don’t normally wee themselves in public. I even pushed my hand back down my skirt and squeezed myself again, amazed at the warmth and wetness of my now soaking pants. Then I lost it. My bladder erupted as if I had just sat on the loo rather than fully clothed on a station seat. A hot flood welled up between my thighs and I quickly opened my legs but too late to save the front of my skirt while hot pee tickled my bottom as it poured through my knickers, tights and skirt before cascading through the seat onto the platform. As I still had my hand down my skirt I peed over that as well, for some reason still squeezing myself to stop the unstoppable. God the relief! I don’t think there had been many times I had needed to go that badly, let alone wet myself, well, in public at any rate. Then, as I sat there dripping, my now throbbing clit sending pins and needles through my lower regions it happened – I had an orgasm! I’m not sure how long it was before I came back to reality, hopefully not too long but as I did I quickly pulled my hand out from under my skirt and looking around saw that I was thankfully still alone. I must have looked a sight, surrounded by a puddle of pee my skirt and underwear soaking wet and with a face flushed with both embarrassment and post-orgasmic glow. But now I had to get out of the station before anyone came or the next train arrived so taking a deep breath I stood up and with my wet skirt clinging to my legs and bottom and the novel feeling of warm wet knickers and tights walked, or rather waddled to the exit, terrified I might meet somebody. Fortunately the only person at the barrier was a female ticket collector who noticing my soggy state simply smiled and said, “I see you had a good evening luv!” as I walked through. The streets were almost deserted and quite poorly lit so I don’t think anyone else saw the state I was in and I was soon in the safety of my flat and could survey the damage. The whole back of my skirt was soaked and there was a further large wet area on the front and though the dark blue hid the worst of it the wetness was still visible to anyone who might have given me more than a cursory glance. Removing the skirt, I dropped it into the bath and ran some water to rinse it out a little. With my jacket off I now stood in just my blouse bra and wet underwear and looking at myself in the full-length mirror saw that there was hardly a dry spot on my knickers; the whole seat and front were wet while the wet streaks on my tights reached below my knees. I couldn’t believe just how wet I was as till now I’d never had an accident that resulted in much more than a wet knicker gusset. Fascinated by what I’d done I ran my had over my bottom and over my thighs, then between my legs, flushing as I recalled the way I had had an orgasm as I peed myself. I had sometimes almost made myself come at other times when rubbing to hold a full bladder but on those occasions had dashed to the loo at the last minute and then finished off the deed afterwards, afraid I might wet myself when I came. Suddenly, a link between a full bladder, which is something I quite enjoyed in private and sexual pleasure became clear, I’d just never let it get to the point of coming and wetting, certainly not wetting, though I had come close sometimes such as masturbating with a full bladder in bed in the morning to avoid getting up. Afraid of a wet bed I’d always stopped before an accident, though subconsciously I think I missed the relief it might have given. I squeezed myself again, realising that I rather liked the feeling of wet knickers on my most sensitive parts. I also needed to pee again so, throwing a towel on the floor frantically rubbed myself and deliberately peed myself again, further soaking by pants and tights, hot pee coursing down my legs as I had another very satisfying orgasm. Coming back to reality I stripped off my wet things and threw them and my skirt into the washing machine before showering and heading for bed. I slept like a log, waking about eight the following morning, relaxed but again dying for a pee. As I held myself I thought about last night’s events, continuing to caress myself as I did so till I a spasm in my overfull bladder sent a hot trickle of wee into silky pyjamas. Quickly jumping out of bed I dashed into the bathroom, wee running down my leg as I did so and simply sitting down on the toilet, pyjamas still on and wetting myself yet again. A quick rub and ecstasy overwhelmed me once more. What a discovery I had made. I have to admit that I have repeated the experiment several times since, though always in private as I’d rather not suffer the horrors of wetting myself in public again, at least not yet. That’s not to say that I haven’t come uncomfortably close to another public accident - I only just made it in time last Friday evening after more Tube delays. My knickers were already quite wet when I reached home and I simply finished off the job sat on the loo with them still on, pleasuring myself as I did so. My bed also has a waterproof mattress cover now but it hasn’t yet been put to the test. Telling this story though has made me rather ‘itchy’ so who knows what will happen tomorrow morning.
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  43. I've never posted any of them before, but I've actually written a bunch of short Omo stories, and one very, very long Omo story that has taken me years and that I hope to one day release. It's 12 chapters so far, probably 2/3rds done, with a detailed world and character development and all that, and it's very important to me. This is none of those stories. I wrote this in about 2 hours. I did not worry about character development or concern myself with writing a unique story. What happened is basically, after @KimAustad's request for hypnosis stories, I ended up writing a scenario for her, and then found that I had some lingering 'hypnosis on the brain' that I needed to unload. So, to try something different, I wrote this, proofread it once, and I'm posting it here before I can stop myself. This is chapter 1 of however many chapters i feel like writing about this character. Maybe it's the only one. Have fun. The boy leaned in close to the fire for emphasis, letting the flames cast what he imagined was an eerie light over his face. When he continued speaking, it was the same grandiose, conspiratorial murmur that he had been putting on for the last ten minutes. “You know, the government already has the cure for cancer, they just won’t share it because it doesn’t make enough money.” Claire rolled her eyes. Whatever opinions she might hold about the dubious morals of late stage capitalism, she hardly found it likely that the cure for cancer was languishing for lack of a monetary incentive. “You really think so?” asked her friend Amanda excitedly. Claire winced. Amanda was a lot less discerning than her, prone to believing almost whatever nonsense someone suggested to her, as long as they said it with conviction. “Absolutely,” the boy nodded fervently. “They figured this shit out in the 1950s, with sound wave therapy and that kind of thing. But if it won’t sell, they won’t let doctors prescribe it.” Sighing, Claire pulled out her phone, and started browsing idly through social media. She enjoyed going out to parties as much as the next person, but when it came to these tedious conspiracy theories, she couldn't help but get exasperated. How were people this stupid, even now, in the 21st century, when anyone with a brain could look things up on the internet and determine whether they had even a shred of real evidence to support them? Maybe it was narcissism, or maybe it was just true idiocy that allowed people to talk themselves into this garbage, and not stop to question why no one intelligent agreed with them. Claire had been raised to question things that have no evidence, like conspiracy theories, and religion, and believe in the things that did, like science and technology. She also believed in structured, empirical debate - the cornerstone of the career in law she dreamed of one day pursuing - and so had no patience for the free-form rambling of stoned college sophomores. “…And then, when doctors get too close to finding the truth, the government sends hypnotists to make them forget what they’ve learned!” Claire couldn’t take it. She had to say something. “Seriously? Hypnosis? Are you hearing yourself right now?” she asked incredulously. Some of the people around the fire chuckled. Apparently, hypnosis was a bridge too far for a number of them too. The conspiracy boy was unfazed. “Of course. Hypnosis is real. Haven’t you ever seen the videos?” Claire snorted. “I’ve seen videos of charlatans with eager volunteers who want hypnosis to be real, yea. Anyone will pretend they’re a bird if you get them up on a stage and pump them up a bit.” Her opponent was gearing up for a response, but before he could say anything, a new voice spoke up. “Well… That’s not real hypnosis, but hypnosis IS real...” A small, dark haired boy with gloomy eyes was sitting near the back of the circle, looking almost surprised to hear his own voice. Claire recognized him from some of her classes, but she didn't know his name. She turned to him instead. “What does real hypnosis look like then? Because I’ve never seen it.” The boy looked off to the side nervously, but he stuck to his story. “It’s complicated… I’m not going to tell… these people… but I could show you… if you want.” Even in the dark, Claire could definitely see him blushing. Was this just his fairly sad attempt to get her alone to talk to him? She supposed he was kind of cute, in a nerdy way, but not someone she had ever had any interest in talking to. His face was always buried in a laptop, and she doubted he had much experience talking to girls. “What’s so complicated about it?” she asked him bluntly. “Why can’t you just show everyone?” The people around the fire looked at him expectantly, and he looked at his feet uncomfortably. “It needs to be one on one… If there’s too many people, it won’t work,” he explained, quietly. Claire cringed. “I’m not going to go do ‘one on one’ hypnosis with you, sorry. You realize how creepy that sounds, right?” The boy stared at the ground, looking chastised. But just when it looked like that might be the end of it, Amanda piped up. “I could come with you!” she yelled excitedly. “Then it won’t be so awkward!” An enthusiastic smile was beaming from underneath her button nose. Claire just groaned. Unsurprisingly, Amanda didn’t seem to know the definition of ‘one on one.” Apparently, it wasn’t that important though, because the boy perked up. “Actually, that might work… You could at least come and witness it… I have to get my laptop out of the car though…” Claire couldn’t believe it. Was she really getting roped into this? She could see Amanda brimming with excitement, and knew she was stuck. Once Amanda got this worked up about something, she always made it happen. Sighing, Claire stood up from the circle. “I’m going inside then, I’ll meet you there.” And so, after a few minutes, Claire, Amanda, and the black haired boy found themselves holed up in a small, dark guest bedroom, barely large enough for the three of them, ready to experiment with “real hypnosis.” The boy, who’s name, it turned out, was Collin, fumbled with his laptop, while Claire sighed with boredom. The decor in the bedroom was tasteless and moldy, with blankets that had probably been passed down for several generations, and a forgotten portrait of some catholic saint or another adorning the peeling wallpaper. It would have been unbearably awkward if not for Amanda’s clueless exuberance. “This is so exciting! My cousin was hypnotized once. A magician had her come up on stage, and he swung a pendant and counted down from 10, and then she said she couldn’t remember. But apparently she danced a perfect salsa in front of everyone!” “Amanda,” groaned Claire, her head in her hands. “Even Collin already said that that’s not real hypnosis. Your cousin was just really into the magic show.” “But she didn’t know how to dance salsa, and then she did!” To Claire’s relief, Collin interrupted before this debate could really get going. “Ok… sorry it took so long, I had to log in to my VPN and get Tor set up… But it’s ready now.” Over his shoulder, Claire could see a forum page that looked straight out of 2006, almost illegibly formatted with dark text over dark backgrounds. An image of something vaguely spiral shaped was opened up in one corner. She was starting to get an idea of what was going on now. Collin must have gone down some deep web rabbit hole, and ended up convincing himself that THIS was the true hypnosis, and now he was going to try it on her. There was a brief silence. “So… Are you going to hypnotize me or what?” “What should be the goal for the hypnosis?” asked Collin. “I don’t know,” grumbled Claire, “can’t you just make me think I’m a cow or something? Get some good moos, and Amanda can take a cellphone video, and we can get on with our lives?” Collin shook his head. “No… no, it’s much harder to get people to actively DO things… with real hypnosis, it’s easier to get people NOT to do things, if that makes any sense.” Amanda was hanging on to every word, but Claire was nonplussed. “No, not really. Have you actually done this on anyone, anyway?” “Only my sister…” “And what did you make her do - er, not do?” Collin smirked. “I got her to stop being so mean to me. She doesn’t even remember being hypnotized. Basically, I just had her forget how much she hates me, and she stopped being such a bitch.” Unbelievable, thought Claire. Absolutely insane. Collin’s ‘proof’ that hypnosis works was that his sister was being nicer to him? She would have been nicer to her brother too, if she had one, and he was so desperate for attention that he was resorting to hypnosis. Still, she decided not to say anything, and just get this over with. Besides, Amanda had clearly not had the same reaction, because she was staring with rapt attention, eyes wide underneath her strawberry blonde curls, knees bouncing up and down like crazy. “Amanda. Amanda! Can you stop fidgeting like that, you’re shaking the bed.” “Sorry,” said Amanda. “You know me, I get excited and I can’t sit still!” “Well, control yourself. How am I supposed to be hypnotized if I’m experiencing a localized earthquake?” “Sorry,” said Amanda again. She crossed her legs tightly. Claire groaned. “Do we need to stop while you go pee?” Amanda blushed. “I can wait. You don’t need to ask me that all the time, you know.” “Oh please. I’ve known you your whole life, I know the signs.” Collin looked on with raised eyebrows, looking somewhat flabbergasted. Claire figured that this conversation was probably not what he imagined banter between college girls to center around, but Amanda was a special case. Claire supposed she should stop embarrassing her friend, but then again, it was Amanda’s idea to even be here, and when she thought about that her sympathy vanished. She turned to Collin. “She’s always been like this Collin, she gets distracted, and then she gets stubborn and then, well, I’ll let you guess what happens next.” Amanda looked at her furiously. “Shut up. It’s not my fault I have a small bladder.” Claire smirked. “You’re also 20. When are you planning to finish potty training, age 30?” “Shut UP!” “Ok,” Collin said nervously, “you two have some things to work out… but we’re supposed to be figuring out a prompt for hypnosis.” “Why don’t you hypnotize Amanda instead, and try to help her remember to go to the bathroom more often,” Claire said, with an evil grin. The whole thing was so stupid at this point, she couldn’t even pretend to take it seriously. “You heard what he said, he can’t make people do things they don’t know how to do.” Amanda interjected angrily. She turned to Collin. “I know, can you make it so that Claire always forgets to go to the bathroom when she has to pee? Then maybe she'll have some sympathy.” Claire burst out laughing, but Collin frowned. “I don’t think that’s a good idea… that could really be a problem for her…” “No, it’s perfect,” giggled Claire. “I bet even hypnotized I’d have better bladder control than Amanda.” Collin looked hesitant, but Amanda had fire in her eyes now. “Bet. Well, you heard her. Do it! Or are you scared it won’t work?” Even though his biggest supporter was now turning on him, Collin tried once more to inject a note of caution. “It’s a funny idea, but… I don’t want to do anything mean… if she starts having accidents, it will be a real problem, and I don’t want to be responsible for that.” “It’s not going to be a problem,” Claire snorted, “because hypnosis is fake. So go ahead, show me your spiral jpeg or whatever and let me out of this dusty room.” Whether it was because of Claire’s repeated disparaging of hypnosis, or Amanda’s badgering, Collin finally relented. “Alright, everyone calm down. We need to create a soothing, peaceful environment, or it won’t work. Claire, try to stop laughing, Amanda, try to stop fidgeting.” It seemed that now that it was finally time for the hypnosis, Collin was finding his confidence. He indicated to Claire that she should lie down in bed, and told Amanda to go stand in the corner. Once the girls had done as they were told, he placed the laptop down next to Claire’s face, with the spiral graphic blown up to fill the screen. “Ok. Make yourself comfortable. I want you to take deep breaths, long and slow, and keep doing it until you feel your heart rate dropping. In the meantime, work on emptying your mind. We are going to enter your subconscious, and rearrange it.” Claire did as she was told. Even though she didn’t believe in hypnosis, intellectual rigor demanded that she give it the fairest attempt possible. “Good, Claire, good.” Collin leaned over, and pressed something on the laptop. The spiral image, which had previously been stationary and kind of stupid looking, started to oscillate, waving and shimmering in and out. It didn’t even look much like a spiral anymore - the colors were changing too, and Claire couldn’t take her eyes off of it. Somewhere, she could hear Collin’s voice droning on, but she didn’t know what he was saying. After an unknown amount of time, he came back into focus, and the tone of his voice had changed. “You are staring down a long, dark hallway. There are doors all the way down, but we are not going to open them yet. When I say so, you can begin walking, one foot in front of the other. We are going to make our way deeper into the recesses of your mind. You don’t need to be afraid. Are you ready? Good. Let’s go.” The bedroom was gone. Amanda seemed to have disappeared. All that Claire could see was a long hallway in front of her, and there was nothing to do but begin to make her way down it. “You’re doing great Claire. We’re getting very deep now. Let’s open up the door on your right and take a look. Are you ready? Good.” Claire opened the door, and strode serenely inside. The room was infinite in size and complexity. Tall, black boxes with innumerable wires going in and out of them stretched beyond the horizon, with flashing lights occasionally blinking on their faces. She wandered over to one of them, inspecting it curiously. Then, without thinking, she grabbed one of the cables hanging down, and ripped it out. “Well done, Claire. That was very good. You’ve removed one of the connections between your brain, your bladder, and your higher reasoning skills. We’re going to be here a while, because there are a lot of these, and we need to find all of them. Do you think you can do that?” Claire nodded enthusiastically. “Very good Claire… Very good.” Claire’s body lay motionless on the stiff mattress for a long time, while the Claire inside her head wandered around, slowly deprogramming the inner workings of her mind. By the time she was done, and the bedroom started to come back into focus, Claire had no idea how much time had passed. Amanda was still standing in the corner, chewing on her fingernails, eyes as wide as dinner plates, and the spiral image on the laptop was just a spiral again. Claire blinked, trying to shake the cobwebs out of her eyes. A sliver of drool had wet the pillow beneath her, and she wiped her chin off quickly, embarrassed. No one seemed to know what to say. “Did it work?” asked Amanda, finally. Claire looked at Collin, who shrugged. “We won’t know if it worked right away. She needs to get a full night’s sleep and let her brain process the rewiring.” Amanda looked a little deflated, but Claire felt her confidence start to come back. It seemed that Collin knew how to run a good meditation, because she had really been out of it for a moment there. But now, when asked for real results, he was stalling for time. Claire, still feeling relaxed from the trance, decided not to be mean. “I guess we’ll just have to see,” she said patiently. “Thanks for trying, it was… different, if nothing else.” With nothing else to do, the trio exited the bedroom. Amanda made a beeline for the bathroom, while Claire waited outside. She didn’t really need to go herself, not like Amanda, who she figured would probably have peed her pants if the hypnosis kept going much longer. Instead, she grabbed a glass of water. She’d had a little vodka earlier, not much, but she didn’t want any kind of a hangover. The party was winding down, and once Amanda was done, the two of them started heading back to their dorm. “So did you get hypnotized?” asked Amanda eagerly, now that Collin was gone. “I don’t know,” said Claire, truthfully. “Probably not, because hypnosis is fake. But it was pretty relaxing.” “You were totally out of it,” said Amanda breathlessly. “Like, you were barely breathing even. You didn’t move like forever.” “I guess,” Claire admitted. “But that’s not hypnosis necessarily. I mean, I never said meditation wasn’t real.” “You don’t know if it was hypnosis or not,” Amanda chastised her. “Collin said we wouldn’t know until tomorrow.” “Right,” Claire laughed. “Well, I’m going to bed. I can at least get a good night’s sleep out of this while I’m still all hypnotized or whatever. Maybe Collin should try working with insomniacs, I’m exhausted.” “Wait, Claire,” Amanda stopped her, biting her lip, a look of concern on her face. “Yea?” “Do you think… maybe… should you get some diapers before class tomorrow? You know, in case the hypnosis worked.” Claire looked at her in disbelief. “Amanda. Seriously. Listen to yourself. I’m not going to need diapers. Where would I get diapers anyway? It’s the middle of the night.” “Oh.. yea… Well, you should set an alarm to remind yourself to go to the bathroom at least.” Claire opened her mouth to argue, then stopped. There was no helping some people. “Sure Amanda, good idea. I’ll do that.” She was definitely not going to do that. The two girls said goodnight, and Claire was asleep before she hit the pillow. The next morning was Monday, and Claire’s first class, The Physics of Sound, was bright and early at 8:30. It seemed that the effects of the hypnosis had lingered, because Claire’s good night’s sleep had been a little too good. By the time she woke up, she was running uncharacteristically late. Speeding around her dorm, she collected her books, threw on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, ran a comb through her straight brown hair and hopped on her bike. She figured she had just enough time to swing by the cafeteria for a cup of coffee, plus one to go. But she was not quite right about that, and by the time she walked into the lecture hall, class had already started. Her professor glared at her disapprovingly and she performed the walk of shame over to her seat. “Well, now that even the less punctual among us have decided to grace us with their presence,” he griped sarcastically, “we can hopefully discuss the properties of sound waves without any more distractions.” Claire blushed. Her professor was being melodramatic, but she prided herself on being punctual and organized, so his words still stung. Stupid hypnosis, she thought. It seemed like the only thing it had accomplished was the minor annoyance of putting her behind the 8-ball to start her Monday. As the lecture got going, Claire forgot completely about hypnosis, lateness, or anything else, and focused on sipping coffee and taking notes. The class wasn’t something for her major, but it was an engaging enough topic, and Claire always took her studies seriously. Her mind was totally consumed with sine waves, and the velocity of sound through different mediums, and the frequencies of different overtones. The only thing that was odd was that she was unusually fidgety for some reason - maybe that second cup of coffee had been a bit too much, and the caffeine was hitting harder than usual. She’d been so groggy from oversleeping, and eager to shake herself out of the funk, but now she was crossing and uncrossing her legs, bouncing up and down, playing with her hair… She was reminding herself of Amanda. She even caught a few people glancing in her direction. Frustrated, she straightened herself out, took a deep breath, and focused back on the lecture. After class, she could get some water, and have some food, and that would probably dilute the unruly concentration of caffeine. Plus she could take a walk and just try to burn off some of this energy. It was a little past the halfway point in class when something happened that, in retrospect, made the fidgeting make a lot more sense. Claire didn’t really know what she was feeling at first. It seemed to be getting very warm between her legs, starting from her underwear, quickly enveloping her butt, and then surging along the bottoms of her thighs. Had she spilled her coffee? No, the coffee was still on her desk, and it was empty anyway. She looked down, staring in puzzled disbelief at the stain actively spreading across her lap. The hot liquid was running down her calves now. A trickling sound was coming from below her, as the liquid overflowed the bench and splashed onto the floor, drawing the eyes of classmates nearby. One of them covered her mouth in shock. Only then did it dawn on Claire what was happening. If there was a playbook for how to react to suddenly discovering that you’re wetting yourself in class, Claire had never studied it. She let out a loud, involuntary yelp of surprise, drawing even more eyes, and grabbed herself fiercely between her thighs, clenching at the soaked denim with desperation and causing the stain to grow even larger around her hand. It was both ineffective and far too late. There was no stopping her bladder until it was empty. Still actively peeing her pants, Claire flung her books into her bag in one motion and just ran for it, a dripping, headlong dash for freedom, ears ringing and cheeks blazing. She didn’t stop until she had reached the bathroom, where she flung herself down on the toilet, ripped off her pants, and… nothing, really. It was all over. She hadn’t even been close. Claire was too shocked to cry right then. She wiped herself automatically, flushed the toilet, and pulled her pants back up. Her jeans were so thoroughly soaked that at first, the drips down her legs made her think that she had started peeing again. There was no point in trying to dry herself off, or wasting any more time in this bathroom. With her brain in crisis mode, Claire quickly realized that the best she could do was head back to her dorm as quickly as possible, before the first block of classes ended, and even more people saw her. Tying her sweatshirt around her waist, she scurried outside to her bike, leaving wet footprints along the way, and slung her saturated legs up over the seat. As she pedaled, her mind was blank, too traumatized to properly consider what had happened. More students pointed and whispered as she passed, on the street, and then in the hallway to her dorm. But it was all a blur. Reaching her room and slamming the door behind her, she peeled her jeans off like clingwrap, toweled off her legs, pulled on a pair of pajamas, flung herself into bed, and finally allowed herself to cry.
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    Cheyenne is in the shower telling stories of her longest pee holding desperation until she can't hold it any longer........
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  45. The first one that came to my mind 🙂 just a video of me peeing on my bestfriends floor - YouTube 720p.mp4
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  46. It seems that a young girl between 18 and 25 years old who works in her bedroom office at home, after losing some sales to the competition every time she took bathroom breaks, and for not wanting to pay anyone to work with her, not knowing if would be reliable and competent to help her, so she thought: I need to be an adult! I'm not a little girl anymore! It's my profits that are at stake, I'm going to take a lot of water to hydrate my throat during the service and I'm only going to urinate after the end of the day. It is easy to see that the bathroom is right behind her inside the room itself, and for this reason she believed that if she had an emergency during a customer service, she would just hold her crotch and that she would not have any accidents and urinate quickly between breaks in the bathroom. attendance. Focused on work, time passed, she was drinking water and her bladder, of course, was distending. In the beginning it seemed pleasant and pleasurable to feel the bladder distending, all she had to do was massage the clitoris and soon she would feel that hard-on that helped her hold urine longer and that no customer would notice, even if the service was via video conference. The workday ended, but the temptation not to stop answering and to stand out from the competition by prolonging the workday followed by the pleasure of a distended bladder seemed to be combining the useful with the pleasant, but the massages started to give him more of that hard-on that helped to holding everything, her panties and leggings were wet with vaginal fluid and her poor bladder was starting to hurt a lot from being so full having little leaks of urine to an unbearable level and famously holding her groin started. Customer goes customer comes, answer here, answer there, it's on chat, it's on social media and video calls, the pain is increasing a lot but the profits seem to be booming that day. The girl couldn't even do the potty dance. In fact, she couldn't even get up from the chair anymore, it seemed that her bladder was literally tearing as if it were a muscle strain after a poorly done stretch, she was starting to sweat cold, shake, have chills, chills and cry softly from being so tight, twisting so that no one else makes any calls or calls. But the calls didn't stop. Then she thought: I've been wearing these leggings for a couple of days and every time I stop to pee there's a potential buyer with no customer service... I'm not going to leave my customers on hold or lose my focus on sales, hire someone else or think about it, they won't do the job well done like I do. I'm going to use this to make double money and maybe I can get up and go to the bathroom quickly without getting wet and still release mother nature's yellow nectar! I will continue to serve and sell at my fixed job from home and still earn extra money with my desperation! I'm going to turn on my cell phone and film my despair, and if I leak it, I can still sell the video on some ponography site. Men will love it! Finally she tried to get up several times to go to the bathroom but the leak increased every time she tried to stand up and still had a customer in the call center asking her a question while she thought about answering him as soon as possible. Unfortunately she couldn't do either one or the other, so she leaked a little right there, wet her leggings and panties and the seat of the chair. She tried to hold it in after leaking a little, but it seems that her bladder was begging for relief and wanted to rest after so many hours of torture. The camera was filming her every leak, and if she didn't show her face when posting the sale video, nobody would know who she was. So she sat in the chair, let it flow and had a peegasm which was wonderful, however she had to massage her bladder which even though it was empty still seemed to be in pain. She had already been working for 12 hours when the calls finally started to decrease and most of them were not even to help with the purchases, but to hear complaints from customers in the mailbox and e-mails, dissatisfied that they could not be answered because the central service was congested, requiring the girl to invest more in bandwidth to avoid the traffic shaping of the server she used to make her calls. After the end of the day she went to the bathroom and took off her leggings and panties, which were wet with urine and vaginal fluid. So she masturbated, took a shower, did the laundry, made dinner, and went to bed with a sore bladder and promised herself that she would never again put her health at such high risk for money, but that she liked it. of the experience while the pain did not exist and she felt horny when massaging the vulva, as it was the exaggerated end of retaining many liquids for a long time beyond her capacity that would have left her a little traumatized. Wetting accident in leggings during a long profitable shift.mp4
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