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  1. 2 points
    100% agree, unfortunately there is nothing we can do about it, people write nasty comment on EVERYTHING on youtube, you can upload a video of your aunt making cookies and some jerk will write some nasty shit about it. This is one of the things that make this particular site so awesome.
  2. 1 point
    My first story....though it isn't fictional, more an account of events ;-) Hope you like - comments and constructive criticism more than welcome! So I went for drinks with some of my company up in London - not a big night out but by the time I had to leave I think I'd had about 4 pints of beer. I needed to pee before I left, so I went to the gents and did, thinking I'd then be able to get home ok. By the time I got to Waterloo to get my train, I needed to pee again - not desperately, but I could definitely feel a pressure in my bladder that told me it was filling up again quite quickly. I looked at the train platform displays, and saw that I only had 4mins before my train left, and it was the last one that night - had to get on it, no time to pee! I got on the train and found a seat in a pretty empty carriage, still thinking it would be a close run thing but that I'd make it home. It's a 45 minute train ride to my town station, then about a 20 minute walk back to my flat. About 20 minutes into the train journey I was beginning to become desperate again. I could feel my bladder very full and tense in my lower abdomen, and a strong and increasing urge pee building in the base of my penis. I started shifting around in my seat, trying to take some of the pressure off my bladder. It worked for a few minutes, and the urge to pee subsided slightly, though I could still feel my bladder swollen and full against my belt. With about 10 minutes of the train left the urge started to return. I crossed my legs and started squirming in my seat again, clenching my muscles down there hard to stop myself from leaking. I still had a little in reserve, but I was now really having to work hard to hold it in. 3 stops to go......rocking backwards and forwards on my seat......2 stops to go.......clenching harder and harder, the urge in my crotch becoming very difficult to withstand. By this time my bladder was so full I could really feel my lower abdomen pressing against the waistband of my jeans. One stop to go....I fidgeted on my seat, squirming and rocking, desperately battling to hold my pee in. As the train approached my station and started to slow for the stop, I stood and walked to the doors. The act of moving and standing seemed to help for a few moments, but as the train pulled into the station I was shaking my legs as I stood there to help me hold. Doors opened, and I stepped off the train, walking quickly to the underpass. A few others got off the train, some walking through the underpass with me and some using the exit on that platform. Again the act of moving and walking helped for a few minutes, and my confidence that I could make it home returned. I walked out of the station, and turned to walk up the cycle path towards my flats. The desperation began to return, and I started to walk faster and faster with smaller steps. The urge in the base of my penis was now pounding for release, and now that I was walking I couldn't squirm or cross my legs to hold it in. I looked around me - one person, a girl was walking up the cycle path behind me. I stopped briefly and squatted down as if to tie my shoe laces, using it to cross and squeeze my legs together to try and numb the urge for a moment. I stood back up and walked forwards again. As I stood the urge returned, just as bad as before. I walked fast, starting to sweat from the fast pace and the sheer effort of clenching the muscles in my crotch to hold in my pee. Now about 10 minutes into the walk home, with 10 minutes to go I was clenching harder and harder and harder. I felt the first spurt leak out into my pants. desperately I had to slip a hand into my pocket to grab the end of my penis and squeeze it a few times to numb the urge...this often buys me more time when I get really desperate, I guess it's the same feeling as when a girl has to put her hand in her crotch and squeeze. This let me get control back a bit. I looked around again, and saw the girl behind me had gone, must have turned off into one of the side paths. Thankfully I squeezed my penis again - now there was nobody around I could do this openly without anyone seeing. I came to the end of the cycle path at the road, and there were a few cars, so I clenched hard and took my hand out of my pocket. Looked both ways and crossed. Reached the other side of the road and another wave of desperation hit me - clench, clench, clench, make it into the park....I felt the muscles in my crotch beginning to 'flutter' for want of a better word - that feeling that they're about to give way no matter what you do and how hard you try to prevent it. I was so bursting to pee now I knew there was no way I was going to get to the bathroom in my flat. Another burst of pee shot out, and I grabbed my penis again to stop the flow, feeling the wetness now in my pants. I walked faster and faster, desperately trying to reach the trees and bushes on the edge of the park, clenching as hard as I could, feeling the stinging urge in my penis unbearably now, only holding on by squeezing the end. My bladder was so full, the bulge against my waistband now being very obvious. I finally reached the trees, glanced round, nobody in sight thank goodness. I squeezed the end of my penis hard and squeezed my legs together, trying to buy myself the few seconds it would take to undo my flys and get my penis out. Quickly I let go, took my hand out of my pocket. Found my zipper, started to undo it - a gushing spurt escaped - no, clench- stopped the spurt, shaking from the effort got my zip down and put my fingers in - spurt, spurt, spurt - no longer able to control it I frantically grabbed the end of my penis through the fly on my trousers and boxers, and spurted against my fingers as I did - quick quick quick - penis out, release..................As I finally let go the spurts turned into a full force gusher of a pee against the bushes. I peed for what felt like an eternity, in reality probably about a minute and a half. I kept looking round - their was a lady walking her dog last thing at night at the end of the park, but probably far enough away that she didn't notice me. As my pee finally slowed and dripped to a halt, I gave it a couple of shakes and put it back in my trousers, seeing the damage as I did. The front of my boxers were pretty wet, with a bit of that soaking through making a little wet patch on my jeans. I walked the rest of the way home (a minute or so) without incident.... :-)
  3. 1 point
    3 scales. The first is a 1-20 scale that is more detailed than a standard 1-10 scale. Then a 1-10 scale after that followed by an even more basic 1-5 scale. THE DESPERATION SCALE 1-20 By: Unknown 0: When you've just been and couldn't possibly wee whatever. 1: You don't need it, but you could probably wee if you tried. 2: The very first thought of needing a wee. 3: Very slight so that if you were going out and someone asked you, you'd probably go. 4: You know you need a wee but you don't really have to do any thinking about it or holding. But you know you should go. For example, you've just walked out of the cafe and think, 'I should have gone while I was in there because I won't get to a loo for another few hours now, but I can't be bothered to go back in.' 5: The stage where you start planning. For example, 'I'm going to go when I've finished doing this.' If you were out, you would think of maybe finding a toilet. 6: You might mention it to someone else, so that you can go to the loo. Like maybe, "I need to find a toilet soon," but at that point you'll still walk into the next shop. If you were at home just reading a book, you would probably go now. 7: You might say, 'No let's find that toilet first....' It's the 'I definitely need to go' and 'I ought to do something about it stage.' 8: Getting bad urges.. Visible signs of needing to go if alone. 9: The first signs of holding it if you are out in public, like needing to cross your legs. 10: You REALLY need to go. Often fidgety if sitting down. Concentrating on it. You would only keep holding it at this point if you were somewhere with no toilets, or if you were busy so happy to fidget a bit. 11: Its hurting a bit...and you could really do with a toilet... lots of tensing up and needing to fidget. You would stop even if you were busy and go to the loo. This is the last stage where a normal person would go if at all possible!!! 12: God I'm bursting! Not easy to sit still. Needing to concentrate on it all the time. 13: Starting to get worried about not being able to hold it. Really putting effort into it. Having to hold in a noticeable way. An onlooker could tell by your body language, that you need the toilet. 14: Unable to sit down properly, and if standing up, unable to stand still. 15: Knowing that what ever you do, you don't have much longer. Having to find a toilet soon or else!!! Probably having to put your hand down there and hold on. 16: I need the loo RIGHT NOW!!!!! Big pee dances, Leg twisting, Frozen to the spot etc.... All you are thinking is "I need a wee, I need a wee, I need a wee." 17: THAT MOMENT WHEN YOU ARE RIGHT ON THE EDGE OF LOSING IT !!! 18: First Spurt 19: Leaking 20: Wetting THE DESPERATION SCALE 1-10 By: Ranpalan 0: No urge to pee whatsoever; thus, your bladder is very empty, or you're completely not thinking about it. 1: The slightest of urges, not enough to actually distract you from anything. 2: The first feeling of a clear urge. Still comfortable. 3: A clear urge that remains whenever you're not doing anything interesting. 4: The kind of urge that starts to be uncomfortable. 5: You're aware of the urge almost constantly, and really feel like you should be doing something about it. 6: At this point, you're very well aware of the urge, and it might just be enough for you start squirming or fidgeting. 7: You are almost certainly feeling the urge to squirm and fidget. 8: You are `bursting'. You know you can't hold much longer. 9: At this point, you're not wetting just yet, but you're close to it. 10: You're peeing. Please note that the higher up this scale, the more a person jumps back and forth. Even with a slight wave-like addition to it, stage 9 will actually simply be the centre of a constant jumping between 10 and 8 (leaking and regaining control). THE DESPERATION SCALE 1-5 By: Philadelphia Lynn Stage 1 - Empty, this is where I spend most of my day Stage 2 - I'm first aware of my bladder, I know it's there and will eventually need attention Stage 3 - Bladder Discomfort - Throbbing, "bowling ball" feeling, my favorite stage Stage 4 - Struggling, need to focus on control, keegling Stage 5 - Emptying - either voluntary or involuntary - back to Stage 1
  4. 1 point
    Hey guys, this is my first post. I've sort of been flying under the radar for a few months. Anyways, my story. So I got back from lacrosse practice, and I was eating dinner when I got a text from my best friend (who I've been crushing really hard on for a while). She asked me to come over. So, I did. When I got there she was wearing some jeans with a little tear in them and a gray T-shirt; nothing special. We were talking about how she got accepted as a staff to a summer camp. When I came in, I noticed she was drinking a near empty bottle of water with a few empty ones on the floor. So we hugged and started talking about her camp. I noticed her crossing legs, but I didn't think much of it at first. I just thought she was being formal. But I actually had to pee so I asked if I could use her bathroom. While I was crossing the room, she ran up behind me and started poking my sides because she knows I'm extremely ticklish. But I ran to the bathroom and shut the door and did my thing. When I came back, she was standing up and drinking some apple juice. I laughed at how much she was drinking and brought it up. She said she's just been thirsty and bored and drinking passes the time. And she said she's had to pee like all day. But she didn't go to the bathroom. We didn't sit down when we talked next. I talked about my upcoming summer marching Drum Corps International. But while I was talking, I noticed she was crossing her legs more. She bent her knees slightly also; most would brush this aside but with my prior knowledge of desperation, I know this means she's got to go. After I noticed this, I talked more and more about random things so she would have to be more and more desperate. She started looking down occasionally and finally interrupted me and said "Ok, hang on I like reeaalllyy have to pee, so hang on". And headed towards the bathroom. A devious thought ran through my mind. I ran up behind her and gave a good poke on the sides. She let out a high pitched yelp and threw her hand into her crotch. I gave her one more poke and it just started coming out. She tried to hang on as much as she could and her hand had a puddle of pee in it from holding it there. A line of pee formed from her butt, down her thigh, all the way down to her ankles. There was a huge puddle at her feet. Her pants were visibly soaked looking from the front as well as the back. She looked up at me, laughed and said "You bastard!". I started laughing and doubled over; half because I was actually laughing and half to hide the hard on I got from the wetting I had just seen from the hottest person I know. She threw her jeans off upstairs so I got to see her wet panties as well (I know, I'm suuuper lucky). She ran downstairs and came back up in sweatpants. The rest of the night we watched MegaMind, but I was in complete euphoria. So that's my story. Hope you liked my first one.
  5. 1 point
    I’ve wanted to post an inspiration/idea thread for a while now and finally got around to gathering what I have so far into one post! So, my idea behind this: For me variation is really important when it comes to desperation/wetting. Of course I will do the same thing several times if I like it, but I am always looking to try new things. And almost every time I do something desperation related, I never let go deliberately and I want it to be like a “real accident”. The variation I’m looking for can be anything, for example: * Different positions to be desperate/wet in – Sitting, standing, laying down, being tied up (even though that counts as one of the previously mentioned I guess), upside down as I know some of you have done, or whatever else you can think of! * Different situations to be desperate/wet in – Indoors, outdoors, public, alone, in buses/cars/whatever, in line for a toilet, in a movie theatre, or whatever else you can think of! * Different reasons behind being desperate or wet my pants – Waiting too long so it just happens, unable to find a spot to go, being startled/scared into loosing it, being tickled or laughing too hard, being interrupted while squatting and having to pull pants back up, or whatever else you can think of! * Different clothes – Jeans/Pants of various colors, skirts, tights, shorts, dresses, more complicated things like tricky belts or one-piece suits that are hard to get off, or whatever else you can think of! * Anything else if I missed it. The idea is that if we all share our ideas we will come up with so much more, and we can all just come to this list for inspiration when we want to try something, and there will be plenty of things here to choose from. I will start with listing a few things just to get the thread going. I don’t claim all of these to be my own original ideas obviously, but we have to start somewhere. I’m aiming to give a short explanation of all the ideas I list as well, sometimes with a short personal experience or something others have told me that they tried. The ideas are in no particular order, just as they popped into my head. Please help out by posting any ideas you come up with so we can create the best possible inspiration list! Oh and all/most of these things can be adapted to suit what you like – Desperation only, desperation and wetting, messing etc. It’s all up to you! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Night time desperation – One of my personal favorites and the whole start to me wetting outdoors. I have several stories regarding this but just a short example: My first time was in a school yard maybe 3-400 meters from where I live at like 2 AM in the morning so it was obviously deserted. What I did then was just sit at home and drink/wait til I was desperate and then I went out (I had already planned in advance where to go). I got to the school yard really desperate and sat down for a while and then decided to act like I wanted to not pee my pants, to make it like an accident...So I started walking around looking for a spot, but always telling myself in my head that someone might see me, so I couldn't go. Eventually I actually started trying the doors to the school itself, and ended up wetting myself while trying to open one (Pretending like I was trying to find a toilet inside). Then I just ran home all soaked and jumped in the shower! Since then I have done it at the side of the road, at bus stops, in the forest or just in my neighborhood in random places, usually at night since it's easier to hide. Sometimes I have even left home wearing a skirt, packed jeans in my bad, changed to them in some secluded place, wet them after a while and changed back to the skirt. The idea then was to come home in the same clothes (skirt) as what I left in so no one would suspect something. The rainy day – Another thing that I found totally amazing and that I will post a story about eventually so I’m not giving you all the details. Anyway, I have these “rain-pants” you wear over your regular pants to keep them from getting wet. So if they can do that, I figured they would also hide if I wet myself…I tested them at home and then did it in public on a rainy day and got away with it! Being tickled – This is probably mainly for those of you who have someone else to play with, but it’s fairly straight forward. Make sure you need to pee a bit and start tickling away, see what happens! Bathroom race – Again for two people, although in this case you should both be really desperate and on the edge of losing it. The idea is that you race for the toilet, winner gets to go and loser has to wait outside until the winner finishes. And if she can’t wait, well… Drunk wetting – This is fairly common I guess but I heard something from a friend of mine ages ago. She was drinking a bit at home and was becoming increasingly desperate and tired, and decided to take a nap. Later on she woke up from peeing her pants and she still claims it’s one of the best things she has ever done… Making someone else wet – Again for two people. In this case I’m thinking that one of the persons act like they are not into wetting, but the second one is. The one that the likes the whole thing tries to convince/keep the other one from going to the bathroom, maybe through drinking contests or various challenges until an accident happens! Winter wetting – This is something I have done both in reality and as a roleplay. The idea is mainly to wear more winter-like clothes to try something new. At least where I live it gets really cold, so I have these really thick pants that I wear over something softer, usually pyjama like pants. They are very hard to pee through so the accident can be covered up easily, unless you squat since that kind of forces to pee to run out through the back of the pants! Stuck in traffic/car wetting – Another thing I have done with a friend of mine. We bought these car seat protection sheets and got desperate and went for a ride, staying away from the most traffic-intense places obviously since it’s hard to focus entirely. This takes quite some planning but was one of the most amazing things I have ever done – Will post a full story on this eventually that’s why I leave the details out http://omorashi.org/public/style_emoticons/default/tongue.png Pretending to be lost – This is something I do often when I go for outdoors desperation/wetting. I act like/tell myself in my head that I’m not sure where I am which makes it a lot harder to find a toilet or a place to squat. Works better in the country side or areas that are not like a city centre, as in where there are no public bathrooms. This is also often really great, admittedly I often do these things at night to avoid being seen. In a movie theatre – A friend of mine did this as well. Basically she wore black pants and went to see a movie in a weird time that wasn’t very popular to have a less crowded theatre. She held it as long as she could and ended up peeing in the seat before the movie ended, and then left for the toilets where she changed and went home. Out clubbing – I should let MissVermilion, our expert, deal with this I guess! If you are really brave you could wet in the actual club, else just some public desperation would be really sexy as well…And who knows what happens on the way home Desperate date – Again for those of you who have someone else mainly, but perhaps also if you want to maybe drop a hint to someone you like. Basically be desperate around someone you like and see how they react. In my case this would not include any wetting but still something I’ve been thinking about trying. Being kidnapped/tied up/locked in – This is maybe more a roleplay idea or possibly something you can do on your own as well, pretending that you have been tied up somewhere and can’t get away. The result will be soaked pants! Desperation during some sports event – This can be done in several ways. I know I have watched handball sometimes where we drink depending on what team scores. Sweden used to be pretty good, so an example would be that my opponent would drink X amount when Sweden scores, and I would drink the same amount when the other team scores, and the winner is whoever stays dry the longest. The funny part here is that the game decides how much each person drinks, and you can also add additional rules like you drink on penalties, suspensions, goalie saves etc! Another idea within the sports world is to be desperate during a work out, a friend of mine did this playing volleyball and had to run for the ladies room eventually. But she enjoyed it! Here’s another short scenario another friend of mine did: She went and played squash (like tennis, but with yourself against a wall if you haven't heard the word), and she was about 50 % full when she started. She was alone in the yard, and drank water all the time as she played, until she could hardly keep it up because she was so desperate. Before she started, I had advised her to make sure she got her zipper stuck, she either tied it with some sort of string/rope to her pants so she couldn't get it down, or she just made sure it got stuck in her pants. Then when she was too desperate to move, she headed towards a public toilet a bit away. In her desperation she forgot about the zipper, and she had to struggle with it badly at the bathrooms. Being so near the toilets made it harder for her to hold, and she had an accident on the bathroom floor in her stall. Holding contest – The classic! Can easily be done over IRC or msn or similar and is often fun. Loser wets her pants, winner…Well in my cases of holding contests everyone ends up wet really. Can also be done with bets/prizes. Like one thing I have done is that the winner gets to decide something the loser has to do, for example wet herself outdoors within a week or so. Wetting the bed – This is a bit tricky to set up as many of you know, but I have a few ideas. One is what I did in my fourth story (Called Locked, shameless advertising!) where I held it several times in one day so my bladder was totally exhausted when I went to bed. I woke up having leaked five drops or so but managed to stop it, but decided to just let it all out and claim I wet the bed, since I really wanted to experience that! Another idea I have but haven’t tried is to put like a bowl of water on the floor next to my bed and go to sleep with my hand hanging off the bed, and maybe I’ll pull off the hand-in-water-trick on myself. Re-acting accidents/wettings from the past/from others – This is kind of the purpose of the thread, but when I think off stuff I really enjoyed, say the first time I wet myself…Sometimes I try to set up that same “accident” again. A scenario where two people are into desperation/wetting but have no idea the other one is – Also for two people I guess. Try to hint at it for ages and see where it leads, be desperate around each other etc… Toilet line/locked bathroom – Pretty self-explanatory. The public version would be in a toilet line somewhere, at the risk of being seen wetting yourself. The private version is locking your own bathroom from the outside, pretending someone is in there. Watch a scary movie with a full bladder - the idea would be to be desperate but not enough so that we will wet ourselves for "natural" reasons during the movie. I just want to see if we can get scared enough to actually lose it! Other reasons for being scared/startled would also work. Tried this in one of my stories as well :) Stuck on the phone – Again something one of my friends did and told me. She waited til she was really desperate obviously, and then called her friend and just talked to her, pretending it would be really rude to hang up I guess, and eventually soaked her pants! I guess this might be harder for guys if you can’t talk on the phone for ages? Desperate while playing some instrument – Basically if you play an instrument, act like you really need to practice/have a mean teacher around/you’re too shy to ask to leave. Could even act like you are in class so there would be humiliation involved… Go jogging/running - This is similar to the sporting stuff posted above but something a little more specific and easier to do. I own a pair of tights that NEVER show any wetness at all – I can totally soak them and it wouldn’t show, and if I squat they don’t even leak through, it all gathers under my butt kind of. Perfect for going jogging/running/walking until I can’t hold on anymore and it just comes cascading down my legs…My socks and shoes might show a bit but that is easier to hide. Clean the house/chores – Drink X amount of liquid and then do all the things you hate doing at home! Cleaning/laundry etc…Actually this is how I usually do it, I don’t pee in the morning, have a drink or two, and start vacuuming and then doing all the other stuff while getting increasingly desperate to add some excitement at least. Also I tend to clean the toilets a while into the whole thing, so that they need to dry off etc before they can be used. Study/work – Similar to the instrument thing, you really have work to do and can’t take any breaks, even for the bathroom. Can also pretend there is someone not allowing you to go or that you just get too caught up in work! Go into town/go shopping – This is also pretty fun and generally includes some public desperation. I tend to be like half full when I’m doing this, and just act like I get carried away shopping or that I just want to get it done quickly, while I get more and more desperate. Sometimes I pretend the toilets at the mall are out of order also so I can’t go there but have to hold it home. Never wet myself doing this but I think it has been pretty obvious at times that I needed to pee. Bus ride – I was challenged to do this once. For me the bus ride home from town is roughly 45 minutes. A friend of mine wanted me to be roughly 70-80 % full in town and then get on the bus and go home – Which I did and it was lots of fun plus incredibly scary at the same time… Interrupted while squatting – Mostly for girls I guess. The idea is to be really desperate outdoors somewhere, but actually find a place to squat and start peeing. Just a few seconds in, act like someone is coming and you really don’t want to be seen. You would then have to pull your pants back up and try to hold it/get away. The frozen key – Again something a friend came up with that I later also tried myself. The way I did it was that I filled a container to half with water and put it in the freezer. When it was frozen I locked my bathroom from the outside and put the key on the frozen part, then filled the rest with water and put it in the freezer again, so the key was in the middle. Then I simply had to hold it until it thawed – Of course you keep it in the freezer as long as you like before taking it out to thaw. The deal – This is something I have been planning but never got around to. How it works is, again you have to be two people but not necessarily living at the same place, this works over the internet. The idea is that one person sets up a scenario on their own where they get desperate and/or pee their pants. The second person then has to re-enact this scenario in the exact same way (or as close as possible anyway since the two will live in different cities etc). This includes wearing the same clothes, being about as desperate at the same stages of the scenario and being in very similar locations. Locking your pants – I managed to do this with jeans, a belt and a pad lock and then I simply put the key away pretending someone else was in control of it. Result? Well, guess! Tripping – This might be a bit weird, but I heard stories of girls falling on their butts which made them pee their pants. The stories never mentioned if they were desperate before or not, but I decided to give it a go anyway. What I did was that I got desperate at home, and then went out wearing heels (Which I NEVER do normally so I’m horrible at walking in them). I went out my back door which means I have to walk over a tiny lawn, there is a walking path but the rest is grass, which is really hard to walk on in heels. It was night as well since I didn’t want to be seen. I just went for a walk until I really had to pee and then headed home. When I entered the lawn area I decided to make a run for it (both to make it realistic and to increase my chances of tripping), and well I fell on something and landed on my side. The impact made me lose it, but of course I was already incredibly desperate at that point so I’m not sure if it counts. Locked out/forgot the key – You can’t get into your house while being really desperate. I sometimes hide my key in my bra, pretending I can’t find it… Someone else controls your bladder/you – Works well over IRC/msn etc. Someone else controls when you are allowed to visit the toilet, perhaps also how much you have to drink or what you are allowed and not allowed to do. For example using hands to hold it could be banned. The toilet free weekend – Something I did when my dad was away for a long time. A set amount of time (in my case three days) with no toilet visits allowed. I did allow myself to squat outside once per day though. Desperate in school – Something I’m planning to do as well but it will not include any wetting. Pretty self-explanatory, I will be pretty desperate during a lecture but still have to wait til the end of it. Bike ride – I’ve done this also, basically go for a bike ride while desperate. What I did was I went pretty far away first and then stopped and did some other things while I got increasingly desperate. When I was desperate enough that I knew making it home would be hard, I got on the bike and headed for home, not allowing myself to stop anywhere but home. And then either I make it and get to pee, or I wet my pants – That’s the challenge! Caught up playing games – I saw a video of a girl playing some console once and she was squirming in her seat for a while before she started peeing her pants, but continued playing. Something to try! Trying to find a spot to pee – Similar to acting like your lost posted above, try really hard to find a spot to go but keeping telling yourself nothing is good enough, people could see you etc! Of course while desperate it’s harder to walk properly (might not find a place in time cause you’re slow) and to think straight (might not find any good spots!)
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    As title says, these few pics are my first actual attempt at drawing omorashi stuffs. It didn't turn out too well and the scanning process made it very dark so I had to try and edit light and contrast parameters on Gimp but the result is a bit messy :( Still posting it though, cause there will never gonna be enough omo artwork in this world :)
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    A bit of translation (I know Russian ),if you need... ;) Starting from the beggining (http://pac2006pac.paccident.com/): Left button to enter,then press on the picture from the first page,Open... Now lets go through the buttons that you may be intrested (I doubt that you want stories in Russian),anyway the 2nd from the top is "Gallery",the 3rd is "Cinema Hall". Gallery - Men's,Women's,Found in the net....Found in the net (women) - the left photo for panty wetting,the right one for pooping...wetting - "Beach Passion"."Photos" (Anime)... Cinema Hall - Just go over images and they have English description.
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    I don't know if this exactly qualifies, but when I was younger we had visiting relatives. We had been out to dinner and were on the way home, when one of my aunts asked my dad (who was driving), "Can you hurry? I could really use the bathroom." The rest of the ride she was distant and nervous. When we arrived home, she practically leapt out of the car and ran inside to the nearest bathroom. She was inside for a few minutes before my mother went to check on her, and I overheard their conversation. My mother (outside the bathroom door): Liz, are you ok? Aunt Liz: I'm afraid I've had a little accident. Could you go to my room and bring me some clean things? I couldn't hear the next part, and left so my mother wouldn't notice me listening in, but a few minutes later she was returning with a complete change of clothes, a wash bucket, and a large sponge. When Aunt Liz reappeared, she was wearing slacks and a blouse instead of her dress. And nobody said a word. But I went crazy imagining what happened to her as she desperately ran for the toilet. ;)
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    This is a scene from ifeelmyself.com. I dont know if this is the right kind of video for this forum as there is no wetting. I just hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did. I also have the full video if anyones interested. :D IFM Immie Pee Scene.mp4
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    This is a pretty good one This is a pretty good one
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    I have a kind of irrational fear of water that has kept me from really enjoying so many occasions in my life where swimming was the main attraction. When I was twelve, my parents decided it was time for me to get comfortable with pools, and I reluctantly agreed to take swimming lessons, again (had taken them when I was in first grade, but I guess I didn't really didn't absorb anything). This time, it was a private swim club, and I would get personal attention. My instructor was a really cute blond girl, probably about 17. She was very patient with me, and didn't make me feel bad for being so timid about the whole process. I was really ashamed of this stupid fear, and it was nice to have someone coaching me through it without making fun. On the last day of my lessons, she ran into the locker room just as I was finishing putting on my bathing suit and said she had to pee, but she would be right out. She dashed into one of the doorless toilet stalls. My eyes disobeyed me and followed her as far as they could. I was frozen in my tracks. No sooner did she disappear into that stall than I heard the rushing hiss of pee start, then the splatter of a heavy stream hitting the porcelain and then the water. Her feet were still pointing toward the toilet, and I watched in amazement as her toes with their little red painted nails kind of curled a little bit as she let out a deep sigh with a hint of a shudder. It didn't last long. She was one of those girls whose pee comes out like a high pressure hose, apparently. I ran outside quickly, hoping she didn't sense me gawking. She came out with a smile on her face and immediately started talking about what we were going to learn on my last day. I heard nothing she was saying. I was busy noticing the dark area at the very bottom of her violet one-piece swimsuit. Her hair was dry. Everything was dry, except for the spot between her legs. Oh god, I was processing this as fast as I could. She hadn't been in the pool yet. She must have peed right through her swimsuit, and done it standing up, facing the toilet. I didn't need to pee at all, but I felt a rush of heat go down between my legs. It was a feeling I was only just beginning to recognize and question. She took my hand and led me to the edge of the pool, with an inquisitive look on her face. Every time she touched me that day to correct my clumsy posture in the water, it felt electric. I was kind of dismayed when it was over, and she said goodbye and wished me luck, heading over to greet her next student. I turned my eyes to the changing room. I was going to try it, whether I had to pee or not. I went into that same stall and stood there over the toilet relaxing and pushing and thinking about being desperate to pee. Nothing. My body refused to let me pee with my suit on. After standing there for a minute hoping, I disappointedly went and changed into my street clothes and walked out to the front office to meet my mom, taking one last look over my shoulder to catch a glimpse of my teacher. It was months before I was around water again. in the meantime, I must have put on my bikini bottoms and walked into the bathroom four or five times, daring myself to pee in them, but chickening out. Finally, we went to the beach. I drank everything in sight. I was going to have to pee in my swimsuit whether my body liked it or not. I knew this beach, and the only place to pee was way up a hill behind some rocks, or in the ocean, the way my brother always did it. I had never allowed myself doing it in the water, and always made the trek instead. The beach was mostly vacant, and I was able to put a lot of distance between myself and my family without anyone thinking I was doing anything other than collecting shells or something. I felt a little nag from my bladder, and tried to let go right then. Nope. I waited and walked and tried again. Still nothing was coming, even though my bladder was starting to feel really heavy. I got something sticky on my foot and decided to go out to the water and see if I could rinse it off. Still a little nervous about the waves coming in, I didn't go out far. Just enough that the water would lap up around my ankles as each little wave petered out. I squatted down to take a look at my sticky foot, and the water came in and wet the bottom of my bikini. Suddenly, there was the urge I'd been waiting for. I let go and felt everything got instantly warm. I pushed hard, and felt the pee filling the crotch of my bikini and gushing out down the insides of my legs, mixing with the cold water. I'd been waiting for this for so long, and it was more than I had wanted it to be. I thought about my swim coach shuddering as her desperation eased, and I felt a little shiver of my own. This, I was going to do again, every chance I got, water or no damn scary water.
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    I always thought the expression was brass tacks. Guess I'm just a girl who thinks about guys and their hammers too much...
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    Japanese Pink Film clip - don't know which film it's from. 364.avi
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    We did most of our swimming in pools, and there was always a toilet nearby, as well as the issue of swimming in pee. There were a lot of jokes about it. Looking back, I'm sure that was because people did it. But not me. When I had to go I would get out of the pool, dry myself off, and go inside like a good little girl. Until our first trip to the ocean. There it was such a long walk to the toilets on the boardwalk. I did it anyway, but would wait as long as possible. On our second day at the beach I was nearly wetting myself before I got my mom to take me to the bathroom. I tried to hurry, but walking across the sand was slow going, and before we could get there my bladder cut loose. I was trying to run but my legs were getting wet and I just stopped and finished. I was almost ready to cry when my mom caught up to me. She hugged me and said it was ok, and then told me the big secret. It was ok to pee in the ocean.
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    Overheard stories are very exciting. One of my favorites was on the New York City subway a few days before St. Patrick's Day. I overheard two women talking about their plans to see the parade. One of them said, "I'm not going through what happened last year. This time I'm wearing Depends." Then they got off the train at Penn Station, leaving me with imaginative possibilities about what happened last year, and what this year was going to be like! :D
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    Thanks for the comments guys! Here are three new drawings. The first one is kinda weird, I know...
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    When I was little I really wanted goodnites but my mom kept me in baby diapers and pull ups (mostly pullups thank god) (were talking like 11-12). So anyhow I went to Safeways and picked them up after making like three or four circuits of the isle (they must have thought I was a shop lifter), and well grabbed them and nothing else and hurried to the 10 items or less cash. There was on person ahead of me and I held the pack in my hands off the belt thing until they were done and then plopped them on. The cashier was like a middle aged (well probably like 35 but I was young) lady and well I gave them to her, and gave her cash and I was shaking and my heart was racing, I was like totally atuned and buzzing. So yeah she takes them, pops them in a bag and hands me the receipt. Now silly me I didn't have big enough back pack or anything other than my little purse (I don't know what I was thinking it was an after school panic thing and there wasn't enough room in my book bag for books and goodnites, so yeah I picked up the bag and was about to leave but you know how thin those bags are right? You can see the diapers through them and the Safeway was about 3 blocks from my house (on the way home from the train). So I had already stepped away from the cash and I realized I needed a second bag. So I ran back to the cash and shyly asked if the lady had another bag. She was just starting to serve another customer but turned over to me and said, and like I said I was so in the zone I remember every bit of this: "Well we don't usually give out extra bags, whats it for" as if she didn't know, I held open the bag a little and was blushing like mad. She say something along the lines of Ah... and handed me another bag and I was off. It was an amazing, paranoid rush and I think while I didn't realize it at the time, but I must have had some feelings or arousal along with the feelings of emberassment and shame and horror etc. After that my mom found my goodnites and after an awckward conversation started bying me those instead,
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